Archive for May, 2009
The Daily Alison (Day 11; Wherein I emerge from a rose bush to interview Matt Nathanson)
I’m posting this before the video has finished processing so give it a little while before clicking. In today’s video I not only humiliate myself as is my way, but then I talk to Matt Nathanson whom I know from college. I went to Pomona College and he went to Pitzer. Back then he had long hair and watched Northern Exposure and we used to have these long heated debates about things but for the life of me I can’t remember what they were about. I just remember a long car ride where I was driving and he was in the passenger seat and my friend Jessica was in the backseat and I think she wanted to die because of all the almost yelling. It’s weird. I’m really not like that anymore. I think Matt liked to give me a hard time about stuff though. Probably some guy that he claimed I had a crush on that I said I didn’t really have a crush on but who I actually did have a crush on. Did that make sense? I think I dragged him to see some not very good bands (in addition to good bands, if you happen to be a good band whom I dragged Matt Nathanson to see years ago).
Anyway, now he’s all famous. I remember when it happened. I went to try to see a show of his last minute unannounced (my showing up was unannounced, not his show) and I couldn’t get into the goddamn place because it was sold out. I called his ass up and he came and got me and in the course of that he was swarmed by fans. I’m sorry, I’m distracted by the woman practicing opera singing across the street. There’s a lot of trilling and warbling going on.
I think I have more to say and more to link to however I must go now. More later!
Oh and enjoy the way I forget a very common word, won’t you?
Let’s talk trash
When my sister and I filed for our imaginary trial separation she kept the garbage can and I kept the cheese grater. I don’t grate cheese but I’ll be damned if she’s going to get everything, you know? And since then I’ve had this situation going on.
Every time Dustin sees it he says, “I see you still have the hanging trash bags.” It’s almost as if he finds it unsightly. The truth is that I also find it unsightly though and so I need to get a real adult trash can. One that smokes and drinks but also goes to bed early. I’m thinking I want one of those fancy stainless steel numbers with the pedal. They’re expensive though and I don’t want to throw my money away. Get it? A trash joke!
So here’s where I turn to my trusty readership or refuse-familiar dude bros to ask for some suggestions for what kind of can I should get. Won’t this be fun? I think so! Sort of like when I went insane with the couch. Yay for us all!
And I’ve already lined up a special guest for today’s vlog! Woohoo!
The Daily Alison (Day 8; Wherein I talk to Laura Leu about eggs)
Here’s today’s video. Please enjoy it. And here are some related links! Yay!
That egg poaching toaster appliance that Laura was talking about
By the way: Are there certain things/people whatnot you want to see or don’t want to see in these vlogs? Let me know! And tune in to Red Eye tonight because I’m on the show.
The Daily Alison (Day 7; Wherein I talk about Neil LaBute and make not much sense and then interview my friend Yami! Plus a brainteaser!!!)
Hot damn, could the title of this post have been any longer? I need to have a stern talking to myself.
I’m a fan of people who are into me
I’m a big fan of people who are into me. I just find we share a similar outlook on life and I suspect our value system looks something like this:
1. Alison
2. Alison-related stuff
3. Ducklings (optional)
So when I received an email from a delightful young woman asking if I could sign a bday card for her friend who’s a fan, how could I possibly say no? I mean, of course I responded and demanded a hefty fee and that she fax the request to my team of handlers, and then of course I castigated her for not going through the proper channels from the beginning, but once my handlers delivered the request to me while I received my daily individual follicle deep conditioning treatment (that’s where they put the conditioner on each individual strand of hair and then wrap each strand of hair in foil and then you cross your fingers there’s no lightening) and I had time to process it while listening to nature sounds and being fanned with a giant palm frond as is my way, I said “Of course!”
Here’s the bday gal’s blog write up.
As a side note: isn’t “gal” a funny word? I find gal often is preceded by “neat.” As in: She’s a “neat gal.” I can remember my 7th grade science teacher who was kind of handsome guy describing another teacher that way and then I wondered if he had feelings for this neat gal.
Blind tease for upcoming Daily Alison!
I dare you to read this email from tomorrow’s surprise special guest and not be on tenterhooks:
Tomorrow early afternoonish is great! I know you probably want to talk
off-the-cuff, but I’ve been meaning to talk to you about your poached
microwave egg problem, because I think I have a solution. Just an idea
for a talking point. But you know I’m open to talking about whatever.
In other news I kind of want to dispense with the word vlog because it’s raising too many questions about whether it’s pronounced vlog like blog or vlog like vee-log. But for some reason the word video doesn’t sound right either. But if I stop using the word vlog then how can I ask you guys to name my daily vlog? Language is so slippery!
affiliate.