A Declaration of Love For NPH

I think its time that I share with you all the evolution of my shameful celebrity crush on the one, the only, Neil Patrick Harris. To most people, Neil Patrick Harris is just a washed up child actor of the 80s, but for me, Neil Patrick Harris defines how I've grown to appreciate the male species over the course of my life time. It was as an amorous seven year old that I first discovered Mr. Harris in the form of child genius, Doogie Howser, MD. I mean, he was everything I could have ever wanted in a guy. Smart, witty, good looking, never had to go to school, a doctor, and the most important quality to a seven year old looking for love, he kept a computer diary. Damn, that is sexy. It was Doogie Howser who, to borrow the terminology from the immortal Petula Clark, took me from Crayons to Perfume. Well, maybe not quite perfume, but definitly to the flannel shirt wearing fad of the mid 90s.

Then, after a bit of a Neil hiatus, he re-emerged during my high school years playing Mark Cohen in the LA production of RENT. Now, during high school, RENT was the broadway musical to be into. The play was based upon one of the hottest topics of the mid to late nineties, the music was great, and being at the Nederlander Theatre was a magical experience especially for an only child at the tender age of fifteen trying to rebel from her republican parents by doing the only thing she knew would make them mad: repreatedly listen to a musical not produced by Andrew Lloyd Weber which discussed AIDS within the Gay community of NYC's Greenwich Villiage. It's too bad that RENT is a story about a bunch of starving artitst who thought they were going to make money on their music and film, when in reality, they probably weren't all that talented to begin with (ahem, Mark Cohen). Not to mention the fact that the villian in the plot is the only person with a real job who actually works hard and makes somethinf of himself. Benny, good job, now all you have to do is learn some tact and you're on your way! Anyway, back to Mr. Harris. He followed in the footsteps of Wilson Cruz (of My So Called Life Fame) and picked up the role and he received rave reviews. For me as a fifteen year old idealist, you couldn't get my heart to beat faster than to have a good looking, straight man play the role of the greatest play ever written.

Neil Patrick Harris once again transformed himself in the critically underrated Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle, playing a role he was born to play: himself. It was in this film, that Neil Patrick Harris was transformed into the ultra-hollywood cool: NPH. Clearly on cocaine, hanging out with hookers, and finishing the night at White Castle, this is what hollywood does and NPH exemplifies this to perfection in harold and kumar. Clearly, it is at this stage in my life where I do nothing but read what perez hilton has to say about hollywood that NPH is clearly what I am looking for in a man.

Currently, NPH can be seen on the CBS sitcom, How I Met Your Mother. A show about a guy who is trying to find his soulmate. NPH plays the side character, Barney who is a militant republican working his way up the corporate ladder, regardless of what ethics tell him, and sleeping with as many women along the way as he can find. Now, seeing as I am not in the market to find my soul mate any time soon (or so my godmother tells me, apparently it's ok not to get married... don't worry she brought that statement up out of the blue during dinner this past weekend). So I figure I should take the Barney approach to life.

So, NPH, if you are reading this, feel free to give me a call. I am a life long fan and will continue to crush on you no matter where your acting career may take you. Unless it's to the Sci-Fi network, then we may have some problems.

NPH: Learn It, Live It, Love It,
Anita Mann