Everyone knows George Clooney but me

I just returned from a trip to the Big Island and I swear to you, everyone knew George Clooney! My massuses' husband has a Hawaiian name for Georgie boy that he greets him with when he visits Hawaii, a fellow journalist, Petra, a gorgeous blonde from Germany got a kiss on the cheek from him! Tim, a young superstar mogul has met him many a time at movie premieres and reiterated how down to earth the star can be.
I love the Big Island-forget Maui-too crowded-or Kuai-too old-for a perfect mix visit Kona and Hilo. Tragically for the second year in a row I did not make it to the famed Hana Hou store in HIlo where Michelle the owner uses vintage fabrics to create one of a kind designs. When I whined about it, my friend Bill said "Yeah, George Clooney was there today."
The good news is Hana Hou means encore or return so I will have to go back to the black sand beaches, lava tubes and shops of the Big Island. (There are some great new stores at the Mauna Lani mall! Trina Turk half off and a sale at Tommy Bahama-one of the few Tommy stores with a restaurant. You didn't really think I could come home without buying something new did you?)
Keep your eyes open for a story about a woman ready to throw herself in the erupting volcano if I don't see George soon. I'm starting to think he doesn't exist-maybe he's just a big secret government conspiracy to make everyone feel good about things! Good thing I am married to Tom Selleck-well his mother always said he remindered her so much of that actor. As my boss told me, "There's nothing like a mother's love!"