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Author Archive | Alison Rosen
The Daily Alison (Where I'm back in NY)
I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pull off an episode today but look, I did! Just barely!
Also, there are some photos of me on a boat with a bike which are on a friend’s phone and I’m waiting for him to send them to me because the fact that I did that is beginning to get surreal and urban legendesque.
Also, on the plane I watched Locked Up Abroad: Barbados. Have you seen this? It was so engrossing I could barely change the channel to watch Michael and Michael Have Issues!
The Daily Alison (Where my dad and I talk about my last day in CA)
The Daily Alison (Where I answer more of your questions)
About that communication thing
So about that communication thing you humans are always recommending? I tried it today. I don’t see what the fuss is about. See, in relationshippy things I’m of the mind that if you have to ask you probably already know and so why put either party through the discomfort of the unpleasant conversation. And yet because it’s just a probability and not a certainty, it’s not that uncommon for me to spend weeks on the tail end of something unsure whether it’s over or not. I get stuck in the relationship’s muffin top! But instead of saying anything like, “Hey, I couldn’t help but notice we haven’t gone out in four weeks, that means this is over even though you’re still emailing and texting me, right?” I opt to play it cool and give the guy his space and then one day I’ll find out he has a new girlfriend and I’ll realize that yes, I was right and it was over between us. And the fact that I even care will be a surprise to him because if I cared why didn’t I say something? So you see where I’m coming from in that you probably have no idea where I’m coming from.
But today the uncertainty of a certain situation which is not along the lines of the above as it’s not even a relationship but just a friendship that was beginning to metastasize into a full blown confusion blossom (sorry for the mixed metaphor) got the better of me and so I screwed up my courage and balled my hands into little fists and put on 80 SPF sunscreen because it’s just good thinking and belched out a confession of feelings to see whether I was alone in feeling them. Um, turns out I was! And am! “Well, I’m glad I know now,” I said, looking for the nearest pothole to fall into.
I’m still down there, by the way. I’m writing this blog post from the pothole. It has wifi and everything! Maybe I’ll do an episode of The Daily Alison from this pothole tomorrow.
I’m OK though, other than my general sense that the entire world should adore me and the cognitive dissonance that results from running into people who are unaware of this edict. I mean, seriously, how can someone not be totally taken with me and intoxicated with every last thing about me? It’s all so perplexing!
More photos? Okay!
Know what time it is? It’s 7:42pm in California. Know what else? Time for another bunch of photos! Hooray!
Here is the Goldenrod Footbridge in Corona del Mar. I’m pretty sure I’ve blogged about it before. It’s my favorite footbridge and it doesn’t even smell like feet.
Stupid beautiful water and bullshit boats.
Another picture of the beach if you’re into that kind of thing.
Oh wait, this is a bundt cake that I baked for Yami’s housewarming party last night. Here are some photos of the time I made it (sans nuts) for my sister’s party.
And then here’s Yami and me at her party.

And here’s a description of Schindler’s List which I thought was funny.
The Daily Alison (Where my mom and I go to the beach again)
Signs you've eaten a beach ball
stomach distended as if from ingestion of beach ball
friends invite you to beach with one caveat: no eating the beach ball this time
burps smell like latex
lunch was pizza and a beach ball
the beach ball is missing and you’re strangely full
someone bet you $100 bucks you couldn’t eat a beach ball. you’re holding $100!
Bean sprout game!
Who wants to play fun game which isn’t that fun and also isn’t really a game? You do!
Ok so I’m looking at the back of a bag of bean sprouts which has many delightful and delicious serving suggestions. In fact, in a fun font it says the following: Energize your menu with these delicious suggestions!
Guess which are the real suggestions and which are the ones I made up?
Flavorful side dish: Stir fry sprouts with onions, mushrooms, zucchini and buttons.
Add to omelettes.
Light and satisfying: Stir fry sprouts with tofu cubes and soy sauce.
Put under pillow and wait for the sprout fairy.
Use in meatloaf.
Nutritious crunch: Add raw sprouts to salads and sandwiches.
Less nutritious crunch: Add raw sprouts to butter.
Refreshing: Put chilled sprouts in sleeve to keep hands cool.
Toss with sesame seeds.
Hang bag of sprouts from string in the yard and take turns hitting it with baseball bat. Whoever hits the bag hard enough to open it wins bag of sprouts!
The Fuji Favorite: Microwave sprouts for 1 to 1/2 minutes then top with warm marinara or au gratin sauce.
The Daily Alison: I wasn't in the mood.
I’m not going to lie: even when I’m boring I’m still pretty entertaining. Right?
Just kidding. These ten minutes couldn’t pass slower. Seriously: don’t watch this.
Wait, maybe do watch? No don’t. No do. Maybe?








