THIS is an outrage! Look at this picture. That’s powdered sugar on my shirt. And how, pray tell, did it get on my shirt? It got there because the sfogliatelle (Italian pastry) I was having for breakfast exploded when I bit into it, raining its dusted coating onto my lap and shirt front. And who’s fault was that?! Correct! Alison and Trevor’s! Had they had the foresight to blow the excess powdered sugar off my Italian pastry for me, this never would have happened.
I mean, seriously! Do you think Shonda Rhimes puts up with this crap?
At part of my continuing efforts to offer you unique behind-the-scenes insights denied fans of other shows, I proudly present Wednesday’s Dark Matter lunch menu which included bean salad, stuffed supremes, and pies & cookies.
Back on the home front, Bubba is settling in nicely. Just like Vancouver. Different laundry basket, but same idea.
Lulu does her imitation of an anaconda swallowing a skunk.
Me and Jelly, hanging out.