Archive for May, 2010
this duck again… plus passion, rage, self-indulgence and pepperoni
So I thought I was overdue in posting photos, in fact this post was going to begin with, “I’m overdue in posting photos” however I just went and looked and unless I want to upload all the shots I took yesterday which I put on twitpic, which I don’t, I’m really not that overdue. Hence my reliance on Plan B. The Morning After Duckling.
By the way, that’s not my hand holding the duck. It’s not even my duck. How I wish it were!
Also, last night Dustin and I tried to do a livestream from his iPhone. This is what it sounded like: Lasht night Dushtin and I tried do do a liveshtream from his iPhone. We sounded drunk! But we weren’t! It was the audio! I shwear!
Also I have a couple little trips coming up and I couldn’t be more excited. Could I be more excited? I just said I couldn’t. Must I repeat everything?
Must I repeat everything?
Last week Tom Rapp played live on the show and it was amazing. I have all the footage sitting in my iMovie event pane and yet I can’t bring myself to begin editing. My ass is revolting. “Don’t sit on me!” it’s saying. Incidentally that was originally the slogan for the Continental Navy until a very early marketer came along and adjusted his powdered wig, had an affair with scullery maid, got drunk on moonshine and then belched something about synergy and call to action.
In other news, there is no other news. Actually, there may be but I don’t know if I feel like sharing.
Well I will tell you that two things are on my mind. One of them is that maybe I need to make some kind of special website for the show however what’s a good website that would have the video window and also the chat window? I’ve been looking at wordpress and tumblr themes and haven’t found anything that looks perfect or near perfect yet.
Also, I miss writing. This happens to me often. I bounce back and forth between missing performing and missing writing. When I miss writing it’s because a part of me looks at everything I’m doing and thinks, “What the hell are you doing?” and longs to feel like I’m actually adding something meaningful to discourse/culture. When I miss performing it’s because part of me looks at what I’m writing and thinks, “This is about hair.”
Ok that’s not true. I only wrote one story about hair, titled “The Braid Bunch” and it was pretty good if I do say so myself, which I just did.
There’s a lot of talk in this new media world about “passion.” I imagine there’s a lot of talk about it on couples’ retreats as well. But inasmuch as it applies to branding and point of view and labeling and stuff which fundamentally makes me feel icky and yet is so necessary in this world it’s shorthand for “what do you stand for in a couple words.” So I’ve been thinking about what my passion is. By the way, you can’t say your passion is being entertaining. Or being funny. Or being liked. So I’ve been thinking about the inverse: what really pisses me off. Granted that’s not really the inverse of passion but you know. Things which piss me off? Stupidity, rigidity, lack of self-awareness, people who think they can outsmart you, bullshit, lack of ducklings.
Actually, I’m cutting myself off because I was just reminded of a different direction I wanted to go: there is something which has been pissing me off lately. Growing up I was a quiet conscientious overweight nerd. The nicest quiet conscientious overweight nerd you’d want to meet, but you get my drift. And then I was a professional writer for years and years. And now all of a sudden I’m on TV and I’m pretty and people react to me as an attractive person and while part of me accepts it, there’s a part of me that doesn’t connect at all with the person who people are reacting to. Does that make sense? It doesn’t really need to. So for awhile being treated as just a pretty face or as an object, if you will, which you will, was sort of thrilling in this very novel sense. Because the vulnerable part of me was the looks part, not the brains part. I’ve never questioned my intellingence and what I’ve accomplished, those parts of my identity are ironclad and for that reason I also don’t really ram them down people’s throats. I just figure that people will google search my name and see I’ve published thousands of articles or maybe I never thought it through enough to really realize that’s what they would need to do.
So fast forward to now-ish when occasionally I get treated like one of those talking heads on TV whose title is made up to give them a reason to go on TV and who is fundamentally an insubstantial person who happens to look good and instead of it being a novel or amusing thing it just fills me with rage. I can count on the fingers of one hand how many times I’ve been treated as stupid and each time stands out to me because it was so jarring. Like being called the wrong name. And I recognize that writing about it here is really just writing for myself because if anyone is reading this they likely already know who I am and etc. But anyway, I know it’s dumb for me to waste my breath on people who didn’t take the time to google anything and who jump to conclusions and whatnot but it’s also a lesson in the fact that I need to somehow get my credentials a little closer to my amazing hair. In fact, I’m going to stuff them into my hair probably. Both for volume and convenience.
What else was I saying? I don’t know, I think I smelled pepperoni in the course of writing this and was distracted.
Three ducks, one shirt
Viewer Ralph Saxe sent in this awesome photo of his wife sporting her ARIYNBF shirt. In addition to EverythingAboutIt, I also love the green screen!!
Why do I love the green screen you may be asking, because you are quizzical. Well I don’t know if this is the answer exactly, I will tell you, because I am tough to pin down, but it reminds me of going to Universal Studios as a child and watching how they made ET. Does anyone else remember that?
News plus skin equals judgment and ratings
Here’s something I wrote. And perhaps to undermine my point, or maybe underline it, I’m wishing they’d used a newer more whorey photo. http://www.marieclaire.com/world-reports/opinion/sex-appeal-news
I’m fancy
http://alisonrosenisyournewbestfriend.com http://alisonrosenshow.com http://ariynbf.com!
Of course, now I’m wondering why I didn’t buy ARIYNBF.TV and if I should have. Dammit, me!
On tonight’s ARIYNBF
The cannon I will shoot myself out of
So frankly I could not be any more excited about tonight’s show if I tried, and I am trying! Tom Rapp AKA TrappDog, the guy who writes all the songs for my show, will be here live to perform them!
Also, Dustin will be here! He just got back from Greece and apparently he has a surprise for us!
And Koryn will be here! And Alfred!
And I’ll shoot myself out of a cannon!
And more surprise guests!
And I’m going to read horrendous messages I’ve received from online dating suitors! (If you have any messages you’ve received that you’d like to share, send them to alisonrosenisyournewbestfriend at gmail dot com and perhaps I’ll read them on air.)
Also, fan phone call! And other amazing things!
So please tune in at 10pm ET/7pm PT (don’t be confused by that tricky time zone!) http://ustream.tv/alisonrosen
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I’m going to say it again: Watch at http://Ustream.tv/alisonrosen on Wednesday at 10pm ET/7pm PT. (don’t be fooled by that tricky time zone thing!)
And have you become a fan of the ARIYNBF page? Free infections for the first four thousand! (note: no rubella) http://facebook.com/ARIYNBF
Phone a fan info here: http://alisonrosen.com/2010/04/phone-a-fan-details/)
Also, keep nakedness at bay with an ARIYNBF tshirt! http://alisonrosen.com/gear
And it’s not too late to get your message read on the air. Buy a shoutout! http://alisonrosen.com/advertise
I’ll be interviewed by Olivia Wilder tonight on blogtalkradio
I’m super excited and not only because my picture is on the BlogTalkRadio homepage. Check it out:
You can chat and call in and basically get all up in our faces tonight if that’s your thing. The interview is at 10pm ET. Looks like someone will be DVR-ing Parenthood (despite earlier gripes, I’m now completely sucked in). Here’s more info.
Before and after Red Eye last night
Here I am with Diana Falzone in the green room. People often ask if we’re related. We aren’t, but I think it’s safe to say she appreciates the compliment. (I’m kidding!)
And then here I am in the car home, hairtenna and all.
Hear me and see me Sat at noon ET for week 4 of the TV Theme Song Tournament
Radio personality BC Thomas just emailed me and told me to tell you guys that we’ll be giving away the first and second seasons of Facts of Life on the air tomorrow so you should call in and win. Then I wondered if he was just messing with me, but I think he’s being sincere.
You can hear this all live on Fox Sports Radio http://1340wbgn.com/ at noon ET.
Like last week, I’ll probably stream it live and turn on my camera so if you want to watch me do the interview, go to http://ustream.tv/alisonrosen tomorrow at noon. Mostly what you’ll see is me looking tired and talking on a phone. It’s pretty riveting.
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