Here is an article about your friend and mine Andrew Hunt that mentions ME!
http://www.cbc.ca/laughoutloud/blog/2010/05/comedy-star-of-the-week.html
Author Archive | Alison Rosen
About my flight and other stuff
On the way to the airport yesterday my sister asked me what I was going to do in CA and I told her one of the many things I had planned was a head transplant. Then I confessed that I was unsure whether I wanted to get a new head put on my body or have my head put on a different body, which perhaps would be a body transplant. She suggested I make a list of pros and cons on the airplane. Unfortunately my airplane time was taken up with other things such as watching When in Rome and fidgeting. So I guess I’m right where I began, transplant wise, and for that I’m sorry.
Also today is the day an ARIYNBF is happening although I only woke up a little while ago (it’s a little after 2pm in my head which apparently is early for me?) and a lot of things have to happen before this show comes together (not really) so bide your time my preciouses.
Precious is a word that doesn’t lend itself to being plural.
Happy Saturday, here are some ducklings
Thanks to Scott Wheeler for sending this (and Thursday’s duckling) in!
Sending out ariynbf shirts
I gave my assistants the day off right after I realized I didn’t have any. Thankfully I was able to encourage a fleet of woodland creatures to help me with the packaging, addressing and putting stamps on that’s involved in getting these shirts out. Chipmunks, by the way, are great at math.
In other news someone is playing music so loud outside that I feel like I’m at college and someone has their stereo pointed toward the courtyard indicating it’s the beginning of a vacation. Except that sounds kind of exciting versus this, which is just loud and annoying. Instead of complaining I was going to just close my window but lo and behold it’s closed. Back to complaining I go.Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Something I keep thinking about today
In this airport they’re very explicit with their announcements of concourses and such and I keep thinking about what would happen if the airport was misleading people like: “The next concourse is concourse D as in delephant.”
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I'm on a train. At the airport.
Apparently I have nothing clever to say about trains. I too find this hard to believe.
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In a car, Atlanta
I’m in a car in Atlanta. An insane wave of fatigue is hitting me which is a shame. A true professional would work through it. I hope I find one of those.
In other news, my driver is giving me a tour of Atlanta. It’s very nice. He’s very nice. Unfortunately he has a very soothing voice. ZzzzzzzzSent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Happy Thursday duckling!
New contender for favorite duckling photo!
Jonathan Miller sent in this video about his ARIYNBF shirt
This is pretty awesome.
About tonight's ARIYNBF and everything else in my brain
Ok don’t cry you guys, but it’s looking like I won’t be doing an ARIYNBF show tonight because I have to be up at the crack of dawn tomorrow. Did you know I grew up with a father who always pronounced it “crap of dawn?” Not because he didn’t know the correct idiom but because he thought it was funny to say crap? I did. This is the same man who would bait his children into saying the word “tank” (as in fish tank) so he could quickly say “you’re welcome.”
But anyway, back to how I’m breaking your hearts tonight: I’m sorry my dears! It’s quite possible I’ll go live at some point but it will just be me and my overwhelming charisma, not me and my overwhelmingly charismatic friends. All this, of course, is also because I’m changing the show time to Sunday. Could you be more excited? I really don’t think so.
In other news, yesterday was a busy day and in the audition I was actually asked to discuss something I’m passionate about which, if you’ve been watching my show or listening to me ramble on lately you’ll know is something on my mind. I’m pretty sure the guy operating the camera appreciated the chance to listen to me pontificate about not only my passion but about the very question and what it means and blah blah blah. You might think I’m using “blah blah blah” as a space holder to indicate that I was longwinded but I actually said “blah blah blah.” Not really, but wouldn’t that be funny/horrible if I did?
Which all brings me to some dating advice Dustin gave me recently. He told me I needed to stop externalizing my interior monologue because guys hear me discuss all the stuff going through my head and attempt to parse it or find some meaning in it related to them when really it doesn’t mean anything, it’s just me thinking out loud and grappling with my colossal intellect. (I added that last part.) The deep irony for someone who over-analyzes like me is the idea that someone could talk and talk and talk and it would mean nothing which means all those attempts at over-analysis are futile. Perhaps I’m the exception that proves the rule. Or I’m a hypocrit. Oh no, I’m doing it again. And by the way, if you feel lost and like you weren’t able to follow the last few twists and turns don’t worry, I pretty much have no idea what I’m talking about either.
But on to more pressing matters: showering. Since I have to be up at the aforementioned dawn crap tomorrow I’m thinking I’ll shower tonight however I’m sitting here feeling like I also want to shower right now. A morning AND night shower in one day? That’s sheer madness.
Oh, also! I’ve been given clearance to post some portions of essays I’ve been working on. They’re long so I think I’m going to post them in chunks at the same time each day. It will be like a serialized soap opera, only not a soap opera. You know?
Just say yes, it’s easier that way.
Also, it might be 412 degrees in this apartment.
Also, if you’ve ordered a tshirt and you’ve been chewing at your pen caps wondering where it is, good news: the mailers I was waiting on arrived so I’ll be putting the tshirts in the mail ASAP.