Private Fugtice

Why so funereally-attired, Kate Walsh?

Mourning the failure of Private Practice before it even premieres? That seems premature of you, although possibly prescient.

This morning’s fug has been brought to you by the letter “P,” and also by the fact that I really hated the Private Practice pilot, to the point that I plan to parlay my petulance into predictions of abject p-failure. (Sorry, Taye Diggs: objectively, I wish you, Tim Daly and Addison the best.)