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Neil Patrick Harris: Still The Best

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I don’t think it’s a secret that we love Neil Patrick Harris to bits. And really, why wouldn’t we? Like, really though, why? Is there any reason at all why we shouldn’t be completely in love with this man? Because I can’t think of a single thing about him that’s the least bit negative or off-putting.

While you guys mull that over, I’ll just go and leave Neil’s interview with Parade right here:

On being a triple threat in Hollywood: “I’m probably my biggest critic. I worry that if you spend any quality time reveling in good things then karma will slap you upside the head, so I try to stay as even keel as I’m able.”

On his role as Barney Stinson on How I Met Your Mother, for which he received the People’s Choice Award for “Favorite TV Comedy Actor”: “He’s a rakish, drunken, hilarious crazy man. As an actor, you most often play relatively average parts, so to get to play extreme versions of anything, those are the most exciting parts. It’s been a great blessing. He is this sort of crazy alpha male version of myself. He’s a real hoot to play.”

On the secret to balancing his busy career and fatherhood: “I have an unbelievable assistant who handles all of my scheduling! It’s like a Tetris game. I’ve been doing this for a while and sometimes you have spells of busyness and other times you’re clamoring for work. It’s nice to not be put out by being so busy, but to try to embrace it and make smart choices. I guess I’m in a nice position that way. I get to choose things that interest me as opposed to trying to get any job that will have me, which for a vast majority of actors is the case.”

On his favorite thing about being a father: “I love watching them learn to understand language. And watching them interact with each other is fantastic. We’re lucky that we have two because they always have a playmate and they get to learn complicated concepts like sharing and cooperation. They get to learn those things a little earlier because they’re with each other all the time. Watching their minds tick is fun.”

On what he likes to do on his days off: “Sleep! Nap! And I’m sort of a tool-around-the-garage guy. I’ve got a workbench and I like to fix things. Well, I like to say I’m going to fix things and then put them on my workbench and then never get to them!”

On reaching his fans through Twitter: “Everyone’s been so nice, whether they know me as Dr. Horrible or Barney Stinson or Doogie Howser. People have been very kind and respectful of the fact that I have a life that’s outside of the business, but also relatively interested in what goes on in that life. I think Twitter helps. Twitter is fun because it allows a kind of intimacy with people who want to follow you. You can toss them a funny joke or picture or story that’s unique to you and doesn’t come through the publicists and the studios. It’s just straight out of my brain, into my finger, onto my phone, and off to Twitter! It’s gotten me in trouble a couple of times, but I suppose so have other things!”

Can you think of any reason not to love this man yet? No? I didn’t think so.

Christina Aguilera Continues Her Humiliation Tour

You know shit is bad when Neil Patrick Harris is snarking out on you. Because that’s exactly what happened: Neil Patrick Harris appeared on The Talk to discuss Christina‘s performance at Etta James’ funeral, and though the vocals themselves weren’t mulled over (thank God, because I was one of those who thought her rendition of ‘At Last’ was horrible and over the top and way inappropriate for a funeral), the “dark fluid” trickling down one leg was. I mean, even if Christina had knocked the performance out of the park, it’d still be all about whatever was dripping from somewhere above.

“I was watching backstage. I was hoping it was runs in her stockings,” Neil said, but I laughed because Christina Aguilera doesn’t wear bras to funerals, let along stockings, jeez. He continued by laughing, “And I was dry-heaving as I was watching it backstage.” Neil, dude, we all were. “It’s awful,” he said. “Could it not have been clear? It would have been so much easier to explain!” Oh, God, ew. Clear what, friend? First of all, menstruation is never clear, if it was self-tanner and sweat, it would also not be clear, and the only other fluids that are clear are just as disgusting to consider.

The rest of the clip depicts Neil and the ladies dry-heaving into their coffee cups.

So, of course. Being the crass bitch that I am, what was it making a slimy, viscous trail down Christina’s leg?

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Neil Patrick Harris Tells A Beautiful Love Story

A photo of Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka

There are a handful of things in this world that I have always and will always love. Unicorns are one. Colorful leggings are another. Apple juice, tales of romance, the color purple (the actual color, not the book), swings, Neil Patrick Harris: these are all things that I can’t remember ever not loving, and that I never want to imagine living without. And while it’s true that this little story doesn’t have all those things it’s still completely magical in that it has a couple.

In the new issue of Out magazine, Neil Patrick Harris gives us another reason to adore him as he describes his one true love, David Burtka, and their beautiful tale of romance. It’s a little long, but completely worth it, I promise!

I ran into my friend Kate one day and she was with this brooding, James Dean–type guy in a leather jacket who gave me the head nod and then turned away. I assumed he was Kate’s boyfriend and said, “Nicely done.” And she said, “David? He’s not playing on my team, but he has a boyfriend.” So, then I just kept seeing him on the periphery, and in turn, catching up on him, but I didn’t want to be that guy who was creating some sort of romantic interference. So, I was always around when he was around, hoping the stars would align. When we all hung out for the first time — I was invited by Kate to anAmerican Idol viewing party — I just stammered around him. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

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