And now, to move on from Rob’s “business” to other fun topics, cause seriously, we can’t talk about it forever. Okay, we can, but then we cross that line from funny fangirl to restraining order. And well, I can’t afford another one of those.

Earlier this week was the last day of filming for Water for Elephants, at least for Los Angeles. Yes, Rob is hopping on a plane soon and heading out to Chattanooga, Tennessee for the remainder of the filming, but who knows if we’ll get any more shots. I’m just not sure how many paparazzi are really out there. If I had to guess, I’d say 2. Don’t ask how I know this, just trust me (cause really, I don ‘t know this).

That means these pictures here could be the LAST little peeks in to the filming. Aw, a bitter sweet moment, since I really want to see this bad boy wrapped up so all the other stuff that needs to happen to get this in the theater can happen!

But seriously, some of these shots just slay me. Which is probably really bad since they were filming some pretty heavy stuff the past few days, but hey, I gotta find something to make me giggle.

Hey Rob, got an idea! Hire THIS dude to be your personal body guard. Sorry to the Dean lovers, but seriously, ain’t no paps gonna bother you in the street if this dude gets out of the Nova and stands behind you in the street. He doesn’t even have to do anything. I mean, damn, how big is this dude? What NFL team did he play for?! He would have made those paps your bitches. Just sayin’.

You know, I’m wondering. Is this pap a hot chick or something? Cause you are seriously giving him and/or her the eyes. You know the ones that cause women to ovulate and/or become pregnant through immaculate conception. Looking all sexy with your smarty pants book that you intended to read on your break till the big dude said he was going on break with you and you didn’t have the balls to say no. Well, we all know you DO have the balls, you just chose not to use that card yet, right? May need it later…

And leave it to Rob to look amazingly sexy in one minute and then slide downhill fast to looking like someone who’s lights are all on, but no one is home. Goofy Rob, we really don’t see enough of you anymore. I joke, but I miss you. I miss that dorky guy who had no clue why every female was losing their shit around him. And I really want to know what story you are telling right now, cause your hand talking has me intrigued.

Seriously, is he giving the sex stare again? Damn. But that is not why I chose this picture. Oh no. I picked this one because I want to start a bet on whether or not Rob will steal that shirt the guy behind him has on AND when we will see it make an appearance. I say yes he will (duh, he’s a set clothes thief and I doubt that just means actual wardrobe), and September 2010 (just in time for my birthday!).

Oh, and dear paps. I never know whether to love or hate you. I’m sure it’s like most occupations. Some of you are real asshats and others are cool. But the pap that snapped this shot? Well, they go in the cool category for knowing what the priority for all of us fans is… ass candy! Rob doesn’t have much junk in the trunk, but I’ll take what I can get. All I need is a handful.

Thanks to the amazing girls over at WaterforElephantsFilm.com for not only posting these pictures, but kicking ass and taking names on keeping up with this movie. What would I do without you?