Archive for the ‘old ARIYNBF’ Category
Oh hi! Happy New Year! I’m quite overdue in posting all about the surgery experience and the way anesthesia was less like a light switch being turned off and on and more like a power outage followed by the clock blinking 12:00. Or maybe a lightning storm. Also, I think it’s weird there’s music played in the OR. Also, I have other things to say. But the good news is there wasn’t any cancer and they were able to save both ovaries and everything that went into my IV hurt like a motherfucker. That wasn’t the good news, it was just something I wanted to add. Specifically the last thing they gave me before I was knocked out, which I’m thinking must have been propofol. All I remember is they put a mask on me and said it was oxygen and then I ripped the mask off and began coughing and they said to someone else, “That’s normal,” and then I felt an intense burning in my hand, like so bad I honestly thought to myself, “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to handle this,” and then I was out. If in fact someone was giving me a hot hand then I think that is poor judgment in the OR. I would be more ok with a dutch oven.
Um, but anyway, I will write a long post with more details. I did talk about some of it on The Adam Carolla Show last night.
In the meantime if you would like to hear some shows hosted by yours truly (that’s me) then I suggest these: In this one I interviewed Christopher Johns, the guy who witnessed (and had a bizarre role in) the Hollywood shooting and also I talked to Larry Miller about chicken. And sex. And other stuff. To be perfectly honest I had mixed feelings about my own performance on this one, as I was recording it, and so I haven’t listened to it yet. And then in this one Lynette and I talked about dating stuff and took your calls and I accidentally hung up on some people as they were saying goodbye. And before they were saying goodbye.
Also I received some bad news (nothing medical!) last night and in the Vicodin haze I just had a sense that it was something I would be upset about if I were able to feel upset however I regained ability in the middle of the night so yay. Now I’m upset.
Oh hi! I’ve been on some recent podcasts and I think you should listen to them if you enjoy things like that. One of them is Paul Gilmartin’s Mental Illness Happy Hour. I’m a big fan of his podcast and it was an honor to be asked to be a guest and I’m not even full of shit even though people who are full of shit say things like that all the time. And I was worried that I sounded inarticulate or overly something or other but I’ve received some very nice emails so thank you all very much.
But wait, then Paul Gilmartin was a guest on a podcast I hosted with the lovely Lynette Carolla! How’s that for synergy? Also, what does synergy mean? I don’t really want to know. At one point I knew but now I forget. This is not unlike a lot of theories and words I learned in college which I think I understood at the time but now I have no idea about. As opposed to say, calculus, which I struggled through at the time but suspect I might have an easier time with now. Or physics, which I never took in college but also think I might be able to understand now. I have no good reason to think I could understand these things now though, and it’s been a long time since I’ve done any kind of science or math, so I’m just going to change the subject now. Anyway, the podcast is going to change names and I’m kind of thinking of going with Alison Rosen Is Your New Best Friend which was the name of my Ustream show awhile ago but seems good as far as names go and people seem pretty into me naming it that. Should I?
And here I am talking about a rectal exam:
See what I mean?
While rummaging around my boyfriend’s freezer (for the body parts) I came across something which instantly brought me back to when I had my own freezer and lived like a true adult—a freezer having adult—as opposed to the lives-at-home-overgrown-baby-woman-child situation I now proudly find myself in. (But not for long, I just turned in an application on an apartment!) Anyway, what I came across which brought me back to my own days as a young man was this: a fuckload of ice trays. How does this happen? How is it that you either only have zero ice trays or 11? And that’s not even counting novelty seasonal ice cube trays of which I’ve had my share. Please share your theories in the comments. It’s time to get to the bottom of the tray hoarding. (For ARIYNBF fans, this is kind of a “Just Me Or Everyone?”)
This makes me nostalgic for the whole ARIYNBF gang!
Happy Cinco de Mayo!
On Sunday at 1pm PT I will do a special pre-Valentine’s day ARIYNBF where I will mend your broken hearts or break your mended hearts and take your calls and talk about best and worst Valentine’s Day or maybe just Facts of Life and Family Ties. It could go either way.
Regardless, I’d like to know how you knew your significant other was “the one” (if you have a significant other) and I’ll read some brief responses on the show. So let me know in the comments, won’t you?
I love you.
On today’s ARIYNBF we talked about Facts of Life and we took a quiz about snacking and we also talked about Jersey Shore and all sorts of other stuff. If you missed it you’re probably crying. Don’t cry! You can watch it here. (First couple mins are the credits so scroll to minute two or so.)
Hi Everyone! I won’t be able to do a new ARIYNBF show on Sunday because of a scheduling conflict (essentially what’s happening is I’m going to need to find a new time slot for ARIYNBF) but if you’re in withdrawal from a lack of me on Ustream (SAY YOU ARE, DAMMIT!) I have good news.
Here it is.
Not that ready. Jesus, have some pride.
On Monday, Jan 31 at 8pm PST The Adam Carolla Show which is where I now appear will be streaming live (David Alan Grier is the guest!) and you can watch the whole show in real time for free. It’s a free sneak preview. Yay! And you can chat just like you would when watching my show! And I bet my parents will drop into the chat room!
So please watch because I will feel better knowing you guys are there even if I can’t do any pencil dancing or wear giant sunglasses or dance to Trappdog’s songs. (I will be doing all of these in my mind of course.)
Here’s where you can go to watch and right now there’s a looping video with photos of guests and promo videos featuring Adam and me and Bald Bryan. It’s pretty delightful if I do say so myself, which I just did.