Hahaha. Ross telling wifey to beat it (*Bonus points to Jordana for pulling the "You're in trouble" face that eventually inspired Dashiell's infamous "Whatchoo talking 'bout, Willis?" look
Ross has a Philip Roth-esque crush on everyone's favorite pop shiksa, so Jord thought it would be funny to have Britney come perform a lil' birthday dance for the birthday man.
Saturday night we all snuckity snuck over to Frank Wyle's (Jordana's grandfather) house in Brentwood for Ross Martin's 30th Birthday Surprise Party! Here's Ross reaction when he walked into the house to find fifty people!
After the museum, I drove back to VH1's production offices to meet up with Ross, Grant and Charlene. Grant had been up at Jordana & Ross' ranch house in northern California working on a book and Charlene was out from London visiting him. He had to come back down to do some voice-over work for his pilot.
Fast forward fourteen months and little baby Dashielle's all growed up! Have you ever seen a fucking cuter kid in your life? Seriously? Here proud Papa Ross as Dash gives his now famous Arnold-esque "whatchoo talking about, Willis" sideways glare.
From the airport I headed right to Ross & Jordana's house in the valley. I had a wonderful dinner and then after a few hours of catching up, we all went to bed.
After bidding farewell to Dash and Jord, Ross took me to VH1's production offices to show me the television pilot (that he created and exec produced) starring none other than...
Here's the side by side comparison: The real Ross Martin's on the left and the Ogrified Ross Martin is on the right. If you squint a little, you almost can't tell who's who! Hahahah.
...a huge Cretan man that looked like a bizarro "Ogre Version" of our good friend Ross Martin. Not willing to let him escape undocumented, we dispatched Chris (who speaks fluent Greek) to tell the giant Ross-Ogre (R'ogre, if you will) that he looked just like a friend of ours and would he mind posing for a picture. There was an uncomfortably long pause as he pondered our request (which I spent fearing he was about to crush all of our heads like grapes) but instead he gave a polite nod and posed for this fantastic pic.