Splendiferous gorgeousity!

TA-DA!!!!!!!

Today marks the end, end, end!! of the show we have been sweating blood to finish.
It was marked by days of anger, harrowing self-doubt, alcohol, greasy food, and above all, patience and clumsiness.

We have finally reached the top of the mountain, prayed with the man who lives there and now we will all be making our way back down, to the gently rolling hills of the City of Angels.

It's funny how spending every waking moment of your life in a crock-pot makes you tunnel-visioned about making a stew. And then once you leave, suddenly, you aren't what you once were.

"Well, sure man," you may exclaim, "you're freakin' stew."

Damn skippy, friends, I am stew.

-thestrange