This image was lost some time after publication.

Some stars' contracts demand the most spacious double-wide trailers on the lot, or a nicely appointed office staffed by a phalanx of freshly shaven, glistening man-servants to de-brad scripts on their way to the recycling bin. Over on the Sunset Gower lot, Sarah Silverman, it seems, has had her people arrange for her to have a place where she can safely dispose of balled-up notebook paper containing aborted rape jokes without them commingling with another office's trash. It's so nice to see the comedians we admire finally make it in this business.