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.