Saturday, mar. 15, 2008
indy Cohn of you-take-the-good-you-take-the-bad
fame snuck up on me. I only recognized her when I
turned to fetch her joe and heard her making intimate comments
to her four yapyap dogs. Her voice transported me to days of flu-inspired
TV marathons. And, as I handed over her double tall non-fat no whip cocoa,
I saw that Natalie's cute, mild-mannered reporter,
chub-chub face had been stretched and deformed
to fit the face and body of an anorexic of LA proportions (35-15-20). Christ.