C.J.: Hartnett takes more flak on anniversary of 911 distress call

Josh Hartnett defended calling 911 when overcome in 2009 with epic upper and lower GI tract problems while lodging at West Hollywood's Chateau Marmont.

The acting Hartthrob returned to his native state Saturday to appear at the U with Minneapolis Mayor R.T. Rybak as they hosted a student summit for local college kids who want to work on the re-election of President Obama.

Unfortunately, just a day earlier, TMZ (remember, the franchise really loves Hollywood but just has a funny way of showing it) aired a segment commemorating "The Third Annual Josh Hartnett Chateau Marmont 911 DIARRHEA-NNIVERSARY!"

When I asked if TMZ had caused him to rue that phone call, Hartnett said, "Do I regret going to the hospital because I was sick? No."

Why not call the concierge and ask for a doctor? "I was sick," Hartnett said, coolly, because that is his only gear. "I wasn't thinking clearly."

On my startribune.com/video you'll hear spontaneous laughter I'm pretty sure was coming from FOX 9's Maury Glover, who knows he was expected to ask my question since TMZ airs on his channel.

TMZ's dubious celebration of the anniversary included the "customary playing" of the 911 call while also working in a Roto-Rooter reference.

911 operator: "I got help on the way."

Hartnett : "Wait. What kind of help are you guys sending?"

911 operator: "Paramedics."

As an aside, TMZ playfully speculated that while at Cedars-Sinai "they rubbed his belly, told him they loved him, and soon he was all better."

Hartnett should be pleased to know that if this ever happens again, a staffer at the Chateau Marmont assured me on Saturday that calling a doctor for a guest is no problem. And, I imagine, less attention-getting and embarrassing.

Apparently not only does 911 get phone calls from people who should first try some Kaopectate, my source said that people will actually call for a cut finger or a bloody nose.

My MFD source also suggested that there are a couple of generations of young people out there now who think their personal health ailments are always worthy of a 911 response.

But not 20-something Kevin T. Ciesielczyk, working the parking lot pay booth near the McNamara Alumni Center where I parked. "My doctor," said Ciesielczyk, when asked whom he'd have called had he been in Hartnett's situation.

Mayor gets crowd-surfedMayor R.T. Rybak realizes he's no Cory Booker.

The Newark, N.J., mayor has attracted media adulation for heroically rescuing his next-door neighbor from her burning house last week, over the objections of his security detail. During interviews, Booker, who injured his hand, has been referred to as a superhero and asked if he's been fitted for a cape. (I just want to know if "CBS This Morning" host Gayle King has kissed his boo-boo; I have an ongoing debate with my aunt who claims to know that Cory and Gayle are an item, while I doubt it.)

Spoken like a mayor who just got crowd-surfed at First Avenue's "Trampled by Turtles Day." Hey, look at this www.startribune.com/a1226 and tell me if that's the mayoral bellybutton I'm getting a peek at in the City Pages photo.

Double star sighting"While at the Dakota Friday night around 10:30 p.m. I saw Barry Manilow and Suzanne Somers dining together," came an e-mail from someone who wishes to remain anonymous and used this as the subject line: "celebrity sighting x2."

When asked if certain of the sightings, the e-mailer responded: "I confirmed it with staff."

Nobody seemed to be answering the phones at the Nicollet Mall jazz club, so I fired off a Twitter message to Somers: Did you have a late dinner with Barry? Media member seeking confirmation, please.

Somers' response Monday was "yep!"