Archive for the ‘comedy’ Category
The Daily Alison (Day 5; Wherein I interview Dave Hill about moths), Parts 1 and 2
Today is a special day in vlogland because this video supersized itself and there was some overage captured in part 2. It’s like this vlog has a muffin top. A soup muffin top. (Soup muffin being a reference which only people who read the post about soupy muffins will understand.)
So, yeah. Parts 1 and 2. I probably could have edited this all down but you see, editing isn’t what I’m all about. Not editing is what I’m all about.
So enjoy these videos. Or try, at least.
Part 1:
But wait, there’s also Part 2:
Need more info on Dave Hill? I think you probably do!
The Daily Alison (Day 4; Wherein I talk to Doug Benson about his butt and Broadway)
The careful reader will notice that today I changed the title to The Daily Alison instead of The Daily Rosen. I’m still not sold on the name though, I’m just lazy in terms of coming up with something better.
Today’s guest is Doug Benson! I bet you didn’t know that he’s a theater buff. No, I really think you didn’t. Don’t lie! You didn’t. You did not! Just stop.
Some links? Okay:
I feel like such a link whore right now. And yet I’m a link whore of my own doing. I’m going to go ponder that.
The Daily Rosen (5.22.09; Wherein I talk to stuffed animals and Drew Toal)
Want to know more about Drew Toal? His blog is at http://www.sufferthegringo.wordpress.com
I need to update my blogroll to the right with links to everyone’s websites. I also need to add an upcoming appearances section. In the meantime I’ll tell you that I’m on Red Eye on Thursday with Billy Zoom of the band X who produced my old band’s unreleased album. So that’s kind of nutty and crazy since Sir Zoom and I used to talk about how I wanted to move to New York and he couldn’t understand why I’d want to move here. He’s more a Chicago man himself and he was sure pushing that windy city on me hard since I was hellbent on getting out of OC and going to a real city. Also, I might be on Geraldo tomorrow. But that’s just a maybe. And I worry I’m getting sick. I don’t normally worry about this however every time I do I make sure to blog it, since it’s fascinating.
The Daily Rosen (5/21/09, Wherein I descend stairs and talk to my dad)
The Daily Rosen, Thursday, May 21 2009 (Wherein I descend stairs and talk to my dad) from Alison Rosen on Vimeo.
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So for now I’m calling it The Daily Rosen however that’s just a title I slapped on the video before asking you guys for suggestions. In other words: keep the suggestions coming!
Perhaps you’ll be able to love me on a daily basis
Attention folks: I think I might try to do a vlog every day for a little while to see what happens. If I were smart I’d just do a vlog every day and not announce it ahead of time since there’s a very real chance that I will get abducted by a roving pack of feral goldendoodles and won’t ever get around to this daily vlog thing since I’ll be living by my wits and won’t have a pot to piss in or two pennies to rub together and I’ll have to use my cunning and my resemblance to a goldendoodle to get by. I hardly look like a goldendoodle either, which I don’t mean in a way like: hey, look at me, I’m too beautiful to be half poodle, I just mean my hair is neither golden nor doodley.
So yeah, it’s potentially going to get a lot more me-filled around these parts. Just thought you should know and celebrate accordingly.
Best Week Ever Tweet Up
Last night I went to the Best Week Ever tweet up and before you even shake your head, it was fun and it was about Twitter and Best Week Ever so just shut it, okay? I took some photos and uploaded to twitpic but I wanted to post them here, too. Above is a photo of the drinks they were serving.
And then here’s me wearing a name tag because everyone was wearing name tags and I’m a follower.
OMG! A follower! I just made a twitter joke and I didn’t even mean to! Kind of hate myself right now!
And then here’s Pat Kiernan of NY1 around whom I kind of fawned because he’s a NY institution.
And then after the tweet up we went to Crocodile Lounge where I got in touch with my skeeball roots. I’ve kind of lost my skeeball skills I’m sad to say but I think I could get them back if I worked at it.
And now I have to go wash this TV makeup off my face because I’m getting that uncomfortable TV Makeup Is Eating My Face feeling. I’m sure I have more to tell you but why rush into everything right now, you know?
My imitation of me
Hey you guys. Don’t be scared by the new design. I’m still the same old gal except now my name is Debra and I enjoy putting together fruit baskets. Not eating them, cuz I’m watching my carbs, but designing them. Edible bouquets, I call them. Sometimes other gals will ring me up, you know, on the old telly and I’ll be like MARGE it’s for you because I always assume when someone’s buzzing us on the horn that it’s gonna be for MARGE because she’s popular and spells her name in all caps. MARGE I say, yelling at the top of my lungs, PICK UP THE PHONE. She never does though because she died four years ago. Bet you didn’t see that coming. Frankly I didn’t either. I thought she was still in the other room painting her toenails and being a royal pain in the ass with the way she’s always talking about Italy.
Anyway, so Ma Bell is just blowing up and no one’s answering. Who could that be giving us a jingle jangle? Who’s buzzing? What the hell was I talking about? Dammit I forget. Oh yes, sometimes ladies will give me the old honkaroo wondering if I can design a randy fruit basket for a bachelorette party and that is where I draw the line. No funny stuff with bananas. That’s not the kind of business I run.
But none of that was what I was going to say and none of that is my imitation of me. My imitation of me is as follows. Oh and by the way this is my imitation of me while working on the new design for the blog with Andrew Mager who is awesome:
Hey so do you think we could try this photo instead?
Wait, what about this one?
Hm, I thought I would like that one but what about this one?
Hm, what do you think? Let’s try this one.
Don’t hate me but could we try this one?
I don’t know what I want to see there, can you make a collage? Of all of them? But not that one? How about this one?
Wait, what about this one?
GOD DAMMIT WHERE IS THAT DUCKLING PHOTO? This is all MARGE’S fault.
Oh, you haven’t gotten up to pee all day and your butt just fell asleep? Ok, how about one more quick thing? How about just this photo?
And by that what I mean to say is that if you’re working with me you get to see a lot of photos of me and that is truly its own reward.
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