Greetings my little corn muffins (Ted, that was for you). Question: do I need to change the color of my hyperlink text or are you able to see it? On my computer it looks kind of dim but maybe that’s just me? Are you usually aware where the links are? Speak now or deal with purple hyperlink text.
Also wanted to give a shoutout to all the regular readers of the blog. I love you guys! And to all the new readers? After a brief probationary period I will probably love you too.
How do I feel about the fact that I papercut the hell out of the web between my thumb and forefinger? Well, maybe not the web part or whatever it’s really called. More like the edge of the palm of my hand. In a word? Good. In two words? Not good.
Thank God it’s not my shuffling hand is all I can say.
A video/vlog more obnoxious and self-indulgent than the previous two and which might give you whiplash and where I look pretty awful and sound even worse? If you insist! And by the way, I used a special filter which makes my nose look roughly 15 times its actual size.
But who is this Dustin character? That would be Dustin Goot. He pops up in my blog periodically. We used to work at Time Out New York together and before that I wrote for him at Sync magazine (fun fact: Bill Schulz also wrote for Sync.) Anyway, I shot this with my phone, which is sort of unbelievable, in that the quality is so poor you’ll probably think I shot it with my shoe.
I didn’t though, because I don’t have a media card in my shoe.
I have a foot in my shoe however. That’s just me; always putting my foot in my shoe!
You know how some people just have that certain quality where they could do anything on camera and you’d watch them? Well this video does nothing to suggest I may be one of them, but fuck it, I will shuffle in bad lighting for six minutes because who’s to stop me? The shuffle police? The bad lighting gestapo? The card guard? The bulb force? You know?
Also, at the beginning I rambled in a not very articulate way about today’s Strategy Room appearance.
So anyway, again, this is for those who are requesting vlogs. Should your Alison needs not include vlogs I suggest you visit my youtube page.
And should this be your first visit to my blog first of all, I’m sorry. Second of all, there’s a history with the card thing, but I’m too lazy to recap right now. Awesome!
I’m in the very last minute. The seventh minute. And it’s the “tiny Alison” thing which you’ve likely already seen since I have it on this page. So I guess I’m talking you out of watching this. But then that’s me: mixed messages.
And thanks to Markca who posted this on the Pit, where I “borrowed” it. I swear I’ll give it back!
If I were super ambitious I would slap together this footage with the footage last night when Greg asked me to wave behind Andy again and thus, it was recreated. But I’m not that ambitious. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m certainly driven, but I’m not going to just step over people or forget where I come from. When I get home it’s still “hey Alison, take out the trash” and “hey Alison, can you recommend an ointment?” It’s weird too, because I live alone.
You know, in case you were wondering.
Watching Red Eye tonight and wondering to yourself, Who is that vixen and what’s she all about? Just say yes, it’s easier that way. Well welcome to my blog, make yourself at home and whatever you do, don’t touch that. Dammit looks what you’ve done!
Anyway, perhaps you are wondering about the New Yorker cartoons? For a history, click here.
And if you want to follow me on Twitter, please do. It’s important to me that I have more followers than like anyone I know, especially Andy.
With bonus wrinkles which aren't actually wrinkles but dryness. I think. Unless they're wrinkles.
Uh oh. I think the red eye driver is going the wrong way. Good thing I have such a great sense of direction.
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