Ben and I are in the middle teching the same show right now, which means that 1) our fridge is pitifully empty and 2) we’re not at home long enough to document it. so this is our staff fridge at work, where i’m spending most of my time/keeping my food anyway. it’s a terrifying black hole. you don’t want to see any further in than this.

postscript:

the next day my coworker sent the following email:

From: S. H.
Date: Mon, Nov 21, 2011 at 12:56 PM
Subject: Refrigerator running (from what was growing inside of it)
To: Staff

After narrowly escaping a lunch-money-for-beating transaction by whatever odiferous bully had pitched a tent and capital-O occupied our fridge, I donned a HazMat suit and bagged and tagged some penicillium cultures, mesophilic compost and miscellany “food” that had expired peacefully in its sleep days or weeks (or months ago). If I confused your lunch for a John Carpenter horror, I apologize.

– S

PS: Ick.