Gabrielle Anwar, 'Burn Notice'

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Yes, you are about to be 40!

I've already surpassed my life expectancy by about 10 years, so anything goes at this point.

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I hadn't realized you had such a rambunctious younger life.

Oh, good, I'm glad it's not public knowledge.

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But we weren't going to talk about you.

Well, I'm an actress! It's inevitably going to end up in my ballpark.

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Are three children enough? You have three!

I have three! Which sounds like a lot to those that don't have any and a little to those that have five. I could keep going. If the bounty of eggs allows, and of course I have to find another donor. But I never say "never." Well, I do, actually quite a bit. In this instance I'm optimistic that there could be more child-rearing.

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It sounds fun, but the donors are the problem.

Donors are always a problem, which is why I refer to them solely as donors. I have an abundance of baby daddies, which is fabulous, they're all dear friends. But that utopia of raising children with my loved one and growing old and rocking together in our porch swing with 17 great-grandchildren on our laps? I think I may be swinging alone.

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It's true, these utopias rarely work out so smoothly.

Well, they never do, do they? It's such a ludicrous concept, it is, that such different species as male and female can even cohabitate; it's wrong, just bloody well wrong. And yet it's what we're all raised to gravitate toward. It's a physical impossibility.

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I take it women are out of the question.

Not necessarily! I have a fondness for the human despite the gender. So it's not out of the question, but, however, I have needs that have yet to be met from either. So I'm looking for that third sex.

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Do you have any hobbies?

I do spend quite a bit of time thinking. I do have hobbies! I've never really referred to them as hobbies. I have absolutely not a moment through the day where I allow the word "bored" to be even muttered under one's breath in the household. So I find that if I'm not interacting with one or all of the children or arguing about the inability to produce a passport with an ex-husband, then I'm painting, writing, riding, tending to a garden, trying to figure out what's wrong with my composter, building a new fence. I have a tool kit that is enviable to most men, and I just very seldomly sit still. So I do enjoy keep my mind lubed. Well lubed!

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I should let you go deal with your insane crisis?

Yeah, I probably should! Though I just sat down for the first time in 12 years.

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