The longtime lover of tennis star Anna Kournikova turned up at London’s famed G-A-Y nightclub last week to promote his new album Insomniac.

And during that point in the show when he usually drags a teenage girl up on stage to gush and cry as he sings the words to his smash hit “Hero”, Enrique did his crowd of homoriffic fans proud—he called a guy up on stage. Don’t believe us? Check out the video!

That, I have to say, is brilliant. Do you know how many straight, male music stars would balk at the very idea of even performing at a gay club, let alone bringing a gay fan up on stage for a romantic ballad. Enrique even held the guy from behind while he sang it. Nice!

All that and he’s hot as hell too? It doesn’t get much better than this. Enrique’s current hit “Do You Know?” is flying up the charts, and the new album is out now. So enjoy a few photos and, when you’re done gushing, go buy the album—those who support us deserve our support.

For those of you who’ve been chomping at the bit to see whether it’s Kathy Griffin, Sherri Shepherd or Whoopi Goldberg who inherits the seat vacated by Rosie O on The View, it might not be any of the above.

Rumors abound that Barbara wants to shake things up and make The View a more hip place to spend your morning, and to do that, she’ll recruit the services of a gay man.

Mario Cantone, who spent five seasons as Charlotte’s GBF on Sex in the City, is dropping by for guest hosting duties next week, to be followed by The Tonight Show’s Ross “The Intern” Matthews, a personal favorite of Rosie’s.

Heck, even long since ousted first season host Debbie Matenopoulos thinks a gay co-host might just be the jolt The View needs to stick around another couple of years.

But a suggestion before we move in this direction. Both Mario and Ross are funny, no doubt. But they’re filler.

Move Joy Behar to the moderator’s seat. She’s got what it takes to be balls to the wall and opinionated like Rosie, and she’s more than proven she’s got the brain to keep the show on task.

Plus, audiences are familiar with her—more so than anyone else on the show because, other than Babs, she’s the only original co-host left.

We all know guests would bury Elisabeth Hasslebeck alive were she to sit in that seat. Love to my gays, but Ross and Mario would probably just turn every segment with a grande dame of film into a 15 minute gush fest.

Joy’s your girl, and with her in the driver’s seat, I say yeah—bring on a gay.

Someone you should not bring on is Isaiah Washington, who is continuing to prove ABC made the right move by saying sayonara to his Dr. Burke at the end of the show’s third season.

Initially, Isaiah said he was mad as hell by the decision to not bring him back for a fourth season, indicating that he was under the impression if he went to rehab (which I still have trouble understanding) and filmed a couple of PSA’s for GLAAD, his job was safe.

That’s like giving someone a Christmas gift so they’ll give you one back—life isn’t like that.

He mellowed for about 2.5, but now, he’s mouthing off again, saying rumors he directly referred to T.R. Knight as a faggot are false and indicating Knight made a huge deal out of this whole thing as leverage to score himself a raise.

Sick. Just sick!

First off, everyone heard you say the word “again” while denying you ever said it in the first place at the Golden Globes. Even if you never directed the word at T.R. specifically, it doesn’t make your actions any better. Secondly, Katherine Heigl, producers from the show, countless magazines and even your publicist acknowledged exactly what you’d done and how sorry you were—can’t take that back now.

Washington is currently in production on an indy flick called The Least of These in which he plays a priest at a Catholic school. That should quiet all the talk about you being a homophobe.

Now for my favorite rumor of the week—that Maddox Jolie-Pitt is broke. OK, not the kid precisely—the charity mama Angie set up in his name to benefit the kids of Cambodia.

Apparently, Angie has her hands in too many pots and the fund set up in little Maddox’s name has run dry. Perhaps she’s shifted too much of her attention to babies in the countries where she picked up her other kids?

No seriously—Angie’s a saint, no one’s denying that. But in all of the many endeavors she’s taken under her wing in recent years, it’s no wonder one had to fall through the cracks, and according to a source who’s worked closely with the Maddox Jolie Project since its inception, "Because of lack of funds the future of this project is uncertain."

Something tells me a check’s being signed as we speak.

On the subject of babies, it’s been confirmed—Nicole Richie is not having one. Despite widespread reports that the bump photographed on several occasions under the waif thin reality star’s dresses are the beginnings of a mini Richie, Nicole has come forward to say no, she’s not pregnant.

Bloated from malnourishment? That you’ll have to ask her yourself.

That’s all the sewage I have to spill this week folks. Welcome to summer—take your abs out for a spin with a form fitting swimsuit in the next few weeks. And until next time, remember—take some time to stop and smell the gossip.

Until next time!