So I’m overdue in posting some photos. The above is a green room shot from Geraldo. It’s actually a makeup room in the green room shot. Note the wee Josh Groban behind me.
Oh and here’s the world’s ugliest red-or-is-it-green pepper. Do you see it? If I knew how to put arrows into photos I’d do that but let’s see here. If you aren’t seeing it, it’s directly to the left of the cabbage heads in the middle row. I don’t think this photo quite captures its horrifying freak of nature quality. It looked like it had a green tongue sticking out of it. And then when I went to snap a photo I’m pretty sure one of the grocery store guys took off to alert the boss in the back that there was some kind of vegetable narc on the premises. That’s fine. I’m kind of a vigilante vegetable narc. I make a citizen’s arrest of this pepper. Do not stare directly at this pepper.
And this is why late nights are confusing lately. Maybe? I don’t know. I’m too fired up about the pepper to really think about whether this is the sign that captures the confusion or not however basically it’s very easy to misread these signs (there are a few different ones) and end up standing on a platform for a train that’s never coming which isn’t a metaphor but when it happens to you it’s impossible not to feel like it’s a sign of how you’re living your life, instead of a sign about how you misread or don’t read signs, which is also a sign.
Oh hey and this is X’s manager Mike Rouse, Billy Zoom of X and me in the green room at Red Eye. Here’s an article about how I know Billy.
And then here’s Billy and me.
And here’s Doug Benson and me. We were totally baked in this photo except for me. Thanks to his being in town I saw two plays and a comedy show last week. Left to my own devices I might have just taken photos of atrocious vegetables.
Oh and kind of related by not entirely but kind of: I’m trying to get the word out about The Daily Alison so if you enjoy it please tell your friends and if you don’t enjoy it, please try to enjoy it. No, try harder!
Discriminating against green-tongued peppers is racist. In fact, a wise green-tongued pepper, with the richness of its experiences, is probably better able to produce daily vlogs than a white woman without such experiences.
Hope to see you again on RedEye! (Doubly so if you do another joint appearance with Natali Del Conte or Anna David!)
Discriminating against green-tongued peppers is racist. In fact, a wise green-tongued pepper, with the richness of its experiences, is probably better able to produce daily vlogs than a white woman without such experiences.
Hope to see you again on RedEye! (Doubly so if you do another joint appearance with Natali Del Conte or Anna David!)
The grocery store guys probably thought you from the NY Dept. of Health and were gathering evidence of some malfeasance. The next time you go in there they may slip you an envelope full of cash.
When I was growing up and we went to NYC we never took the subway. Back then I think I would have been afraid to after seeing movies about people getting shot and stabbed. I don't even remember which movies they were, but I remember wondering how anyone could ride the NYC subways. Going through Grand Central was always fun though.
But that just made me think of the subway in London (i.e. Underground) which I thought was fantastic. I loved riding the subway there. It was easy to get around, very clean and mostly on time. It was a lot better than the subway in Paris and LIGHT YEARS ahead of the subway in Boston. God, the Boston subway always sounded like the cars were about to run off the tracks.
I loved the OC article about Billy Zoom and The Angoras!! It must have been so much fun being with him again on Red Eye.
The grocery store guys probably thought you from the NY Dept. of Health and were gathering evidence of some malfeasance. The next time you go in there they may slip you an envelope full of cash.
When I was growing up and we went to NYC we never took the subway. Back then I think I would have been afraid to after seeing movies about people getting shot and stabbed. I don’t even remember which movies they were, but I remember wondering how anyone could ride the NYC subways. Going through Grand Central was always fun though.
But that just made me think of the subway in London (i.e. the Underground) which I thought was fantastic. I loved riding the subway there. It was easy to get around, very clean and mostly on time. It was a lot better than the subway in Paris and LIGHT YEARS ahead of the subway in Boston. God, the Boston subway always sounded like the cars were about to run off the tracks.
I loved the OC article about Billy Zoom and The Angoras!! It must have been so much fun being with him again on Red Eye.
Billy Zoom? You know Billy Zoom personally? He produced your record?
You're like Forrest Gump with a pretty smile. And not retarded.
Billy Zoom? You know Billy Zoom personally? He produced your record?
You’re like Forrest Gump with a pretty smile. And not retarded.
The grocery store guys probably thought you from the NY Dept. of Health and were gathering evidence of some malfeasance. The next time you go in there they may slip you an envelope full of cash.
When I was growing up and we went to NYC we never took the subway. Back then I think I would have been afraid to after seeing movies about people getting shot and stabbed. I don't even remember which movies they were, but I remember wondering how anyone could ride the NYC subways. Going through Grand Central was always fun though.
But that just made me think of the subway in London (i.e. the Underground) which I thought was fantastic. I loved riding the subway there. It was easy to get around, very clean and mostly on time. It was a lot better than the subway in Paris and LIGHT YEARS ahead of the subway in Boston. God, the Boston subway always sounded like the cars were about to run off the tracks.
I loved the OC article about Billy Zoom and The Angoras!! It must have been so much fun being with him again on Red Eye.
Billy Zoom? You know Billy Zoom personally? He produced your record?
You're like Forrest Gump with a pretty smile. And not retarded.