I think I just shared an elevator with William Shatner. Which was weird, ‘cause he wasn’t as tall as I expected. Also weird, because Dustin Hoffman has an office on my floor, and I’ve never seen him.
He looked like this: only more sober.
And less dressed up.
Maybe it wasn’t Shatner – you never know. But when I see someone who looks like a celebrity, I just go ahead and believe that it is. Because this is LA, baby. I’m gonna miss random celebrity sightings (once, Ben Stiller & I hung out [at a traffic light for at least 45 seconds] – because he’d finally forgiven me for almost running over him years before. We’re tight like that.)