I never gave Hugh Jackman a second thought until I saw him hosting the Oscars the other night. Now I’ve built a shrine to him in my living room, ordered a life-sized doll of him on the internet and changed my daughters’ names to Hugh and Jackman. I guess you could say I’m a fan now.
And how could you not love a guy who calls his marriage “a mad love affair,” and says of wife Deborah-Lee Furness, “I’m madly in love with her … more and more each day.”
Then, just when I decide I should maybe lay off and stop stalking him, I read what he says about adopting mixed-race children, and I decide to go camp out in front of his house after all.

I love you; you so make me laugh. I know Hugh and Jackman love you too.