I heard a rumor that yesterday the Coachella festival saw about 75,000 people come through the gates. In case of emergency, that's a frightening number (Great White, anyone?), and, visually, it's such a never-ending mass of bodies that everyone starts to blend together and look like one thing: an obstacle preventing you from reaching beer, bands or the bathroom in a timely manner.

Thus, celebrity spotting is a pretty futile game here. And, as these pictures can attest, oftentimes when you do see someone from television or the movies, they're gone in a flash.

Up above is the shoulder of Kelly Osbourne, and to the right are the backs of Mischa Barton and Nicky Hilton. The only decent shot I got was of Danger Mouse, the super producer probably most well known as one half of Gnarls Barkley. It was, 'Crazy!'

And yeah, Paris Hilton was here and she walked right past me with an entourage of about eight. Guess what: she looked exactly like every other blond girl running around here saying "fierce." That's a fact.