Cindy Adams

Cindy Adams

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High school sweetheart readies biography of young Steve Jobs

A Steve Jobs bio is heading toward us. Author’s his Cupertino California Homestead high school lady Chrisann Brennan. With him for years beginning 1972, she’s now dishing about their “madly in love” early life.

Brennan’s made a few off him with magazine articles. Says they were broke. Lived in a cabin. Didn’t care about money. Saw no “up” for their lives. For a time she went on welfare.

She writes he was romantic. At least enough to make their baby Lisa, whom he first denied, then acknowledged, then educated. Harvard grad Lisa Brennan-Jobs, born in ’78, is a writer.

Mama Chrisann, once a poet, now a painter, says he loved Dylan’s music, repeatedly wore the same clothes, drove a jalopy and thought in such poetic terms that often she didn’t understand what he was talking about.

Maybe we will when her St. ­Martin’s ­memoir pushes out this month.

Sienna coming soon

Justin Long wrote new film “A Case of You.” Romantic comedy. Co-stars Evan Rachel Wood. Also romping through it, Sienna Miller, Peter Dinklage, Vince Vaughn, Brendan Fraser. Opens Nov. 6 . . . December brings the Original Bachelorette Trista Sutter’s happy paperback “Happily Ever After” . . . Fox-TV pushing cameras into the filthy rich Khadafys and Syrian president whatshisface’s spending habits.

Tehran tale

Ben Affleck’s Oscar winner “Argo” memorialized US lives in peril for 63 weeks in 1979. Canada’s new doc “Our Man in Tehran” is about Canadian Ambassador Ken Taylor, who housed, hid and saved American hostages in Iran’s revolution. Affleck’s excellent reel job starred CIA. Canadians, the real heroes, got the cutting room. This documentary quotes our then-besieged President Jimmy Carter’s “Ken Taylor was our greatest asset.”

As stated before, I know this story personally. I was there.

Osmond news

In December, Donny Osmond, 56, starts Year 50 in showbusiness:

“As my fifth child starts high school, my Vegas show transcends all demographics. The audience is everywhere. Grandmas say ‘Seen you in my livingroom for years’ while little kids now eat with my kitchenware.

“The curtain will come down sometime. That’s why my wife Debbie and I set up our new furniture venture for the rest of our lives. Not luxury retailing.

“It’s affordable, but go too low you lose quality.”

So what’s Donny Osmond know from manufacturing furniture?

“Smart enough to know what he doesn’t know. Our friends, manufacturing partners, give us research and trends. Home’s Utah. A two-story, natural stone, no showcase Beverly Hills mansion. Grandkids play in the yard. Our Bonus Room is a playroom. They jump on transitional, multi-style, sort of modern potpourri stuff, and make sandwiches in our kitchen.

“Until Debbie decides colors she wants for this new venture, I have to live with so many pink swatches up in our room. We’re online and our furniture’s homey.

“Listen, this world can eat you up. I’ve seen it many times. We need balance in our lives. And that’s what we’re into.”

Celeb fêtes

Everybody’s getting celebrated. Ralph Fiennes tomorrow’s Film Festival gala at Lincoln Center . . . The 29th Deborah Norville’s 25th “Inside Edition” tribute’s at Park Central Hotel . . . After 18,000 autopsies comes Dr. Cyril Wecht’s “True Crime Cases,” co-authored by Dawna Kaufmann. I think I’m mentioned in it. Not celebrated, just mentioned.

Last Wednesday at 38th and 8th, 5:30 p.m., stood a lady. Most of her coffee-colored skin uncovered. A teeny-tiny ­­¹/₄-inch tape (as noted by a passing dress designer who knows from measurements) covered her nipples. The remainder of her stood out. Real out. Supplanting a boring fig leaf her bottom sprouted brown feathers.

On the sidewalk she was hollering into her cell: “So what floor am I supposed to go on?”

Only in New York, kids, only in New York.