I’m wearing the same makeup in this segment (toned down a little and cleaned up) that I was on Red Eye last night because I was too tired to take it off only to be putting it all back on in the span of a few hours. But whenever I do this I end up sleeping like a little mummy because I’m trying not to move so the extra sleep I think I’m going to get by leaving the makeup on is canceled out by the fact that I don’t sleep well in it. My hair was delightfully styled here by the woman who regularly does Regis and Kelly’s hair but was filling in at NBC because Regis and Kelly is on hiatus. I was far too excited by my hair’s brush with greatness! (oh no I did not!!!!!!)(that was an unintended pun! even when I’m on/off I’m on/off!)
Author Archive | Alison Rosen
The irony!
So I have this free SAT Question of the Day 2008 desk calendar because someone at work didn’t want it and I like to keep my mind agile and nimble like a high school sophomore. Or maybe junior? All I remember from the test is that the guy in front of me had dreadlocks and they smelled. Anyway, so I have this calendar which should go on the list of things where I think “ooh, that’ll be fun!” and they really aren’t* except this one has been not that unfun so far. The irony though? I can answer the questions but I can’t figure out how to get the calendar to stand upright on my desk like it’s supposed to.
*the ultimate “ooh that’ll be fun” idea that wasn’t at all fun and the realization of its lack of fun was all but immediate? my sister and I were standing on a subway platform waiting forever and I said “hey, I have a fun idea! let’s look through our cell phone phone books and remember how we met each person!”
Oh and I’ll be doing another movie segment on Red Eye tonight!
capturing the moment in the moment
So here is what I’m wondering: those people who live every minute of their lives online, who blog about everything and who post photos constantly, do they somehow do it seamlessly or is their effort very apparent when you’re hanging out with them? Are they constantly stopping to take a picture for their blog? I feel like I would post more pictures if I had a camera in my phone or a phone in my iPod (yes I am aware they now have these contraptions).
Jetlagged
My flight was delayed and I got in super late last night. This is how I feel (below). Also, there was a guy few seats behind me who had a dog in a carrier and I kept looking back and sneaking glances. Then I hovered near him and did the same thing at baggage claim. He probably thought I was a creepy dognapper. Dogs… naps… Um, anyway I think I need to get one of my own.
New Year's
So, what’s everyone doing? I’m still undecided which isn’t all that unusual for me, although this year I think there’s a strong possibility I won’t do anything, which would be the first time I haven’t done anything in as long as I can remember. I’m tempted to indulge the homebodyness for one more night and then make 2008 the year of being less solo. Not that hanging out with Tobey and my parents is truly solo. It’s just kind of sad. And here’s the part where I’m supposed to say that really it doesn’t seem sad to me, except that’s not entirely true. I mean, I don’t think my choice or lack thereof of plans is sad, I just mean I feel a little sad. But I think New Year’s is a time for feeling vaguely mournful, right? I guess I’m just sort of tired and frustrated by a lot of things, and yet not wanting to have to do what is required to change them. I’m speaking in a very abstract sense, by the way. Not like I have a list of things. Maybe I do actually? Well I’m talking more about a general feeling of being in a rut more than specific elements of it.
a disgusting question
Greeting blog readers. I turn to you because I’m in a pickle. Actually, I’m not personally but my parents are and since I’m still here I’m privy to the pickle: Tobey is eating his tobeys, if you know what I’m saying. What does it mean? I kind of think it’s something that’s aesthetically disgusting to humans but not to dogs, and so perhaps a bit of acceptance and vigilance is required, instead of training the dog not to do it since I think yelling NO at him when he’s just gone to the bathroom might send him confusing messages. Or maybe I’m thinking he’s more like a small child than a dog and so I’m off base? What would the dog whisperer do?
In other news, I went to an OC Weekly reunion last night.
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It wasn't even a picture book!
“One of the least attractive personality combinations is arrogance mixed with insecurity,” writes Gretchen Rubin of The Happiness Project, in a post about humility. It’s so simple and yet profound that I thought I’d repeat it here.
In other news, I finished a whole book yesterday which is notable because I hardly ever finish book anymore since I … what was I saying? Exactly. It was Steve Martin’s Born Standing Up and I’d recommend it for anyone who finds themselves thinking about performing, comedy and the nature of performing comedy. He lived in Orange County for awhile, which I didn’t know. Also, he described the time of his life when he was most in the public eye as when he was most alone, which I can relate to, not in a tears of a clown kind of way but in the sense that I’ve identified this somewhat reclusive streak in myself and the more I spend time on air the less I feel the need/desire to perform socially, which somehow results in my wanting to spend a lot of time at home. I suspect there’s something off there: that obviously there is a way to be social without performing, but sadly I think I’m a bit confused on that front and moreso as I get older. That said there are plenty of people I can be myself around, but I’m still slightly—like just a hair—more myself when I’m alone.
It’s occurring to me now that it might appear that these two paragraphs are related but they aren’t intended to be.
happy holidays
Merry Christmas to everyone! On this most holy of days I thought I’d share a little factoid I learned at a party the other night: Tobey is slang for crap in England. As in “I’ve gotta drop a tobey.” Deligtful!
Red Eye tonight
I’ll be on Red Eye tonight at 10pm Eastern, 7pm Pacific. “But that’s the show that’s on in the middle of the night!” you’re saying. WRONG! On Saturdays it’s on primetime!