OK, no, I didn't actually have breakfast with Jerry Seinfeld - I had breakfast next to him. On the porch at the Malibu Kitchen. First clue was the voice, that laconic New York drawl that can make any word in the English language sound funny. Quick glance and yep, it's Jerry, blue jeans, baseball cap, having coffee with a friend. And parked in front of him is a lovely, blue vintage Porsche. The morning was so quiet, so peaceful, it seemed a shame to muck it up by trying for pix of Jerry. A quick shot of that Porsche, though, seemed just fine.
"Dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them's making a poop, the other one's carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge?" Jerry Seinfeld