There was a time, years ago, when I would have married Julia Louis-Dreyfus, but only if she agreed to stay in character as Elaine from “Seinfeld.” Now that I’ve met her, I’d be totally cool with the real her, and I have elaborate fantasies of her husband dying in a boat explosion.
We recorded Julia in her office/dressing room above the set of “The New Adventures of Old Christine.” At one point, concerned about any external noise while she read her lines, she stopped, took a ticking clock off the wall and gave it to her assistant outside, then went right back to work. She’s a pro’s pro.
Julia, I miss our phone calls. But it seems that since you got caller ID, you're never at home. Try me.