Last night my parents picked up the puppy. My sister and I called to hear how it went and my sister asked my mom to hold the phone up the the puppy so he could lick the phone. My mom said he didn’t know what to do with it. Not that I’m comparing this guy to Woofie, but Woofie would have known. Maybe not when he was a puppy though.
wrong with the fact that I have tears in my eyes because Lauren from The Hills gets to go to Paris. (I’m catching up on the finale)
Emmett. What do you think? My sister and I are strongly supporting this choice. Perhaps because I hold a special place in my heart for Emmett Otter’s Jug-band Christmas. Also, Emmett from Queer as Folk.
Also, while talking a lot about Bob Saget this morning I found out that the Britney Spears biography I was interviewed for is airing Thursday at 9pm on the A&E Biography channel so if you get that channel, watch it!
I just spent all this time importing clips only to go to play them and discover the audio was missing because I’d put the RCA cables in the output, not the input, because hey man, who am I to say there’s one right way to plug things? Also because I’m an idiot. Anyway, now I’m going to have to redo all those clips because I need my mellifluous tones, you know?
Also, we’re closing in on crucial puppy naming time.
Also, I’m being interviewed for a Biography Channel bio on Bob Saget on Wednesday.
Also, there’s a company party tomorrow night involving party-oke. Party-o-ke? Party-no-ke!
Also, Greg told me he hates when people add “tastic” to words. (“Oh God, you just did that thing I hate” is what he said.) This was after I said “scat-tastic” though, which I still think was the only applicable term.
Along the same lines, I think I’ve insulted a number of people with my publicly abhorring actionable. Seems quite a few people use that word.
Also, I overhead a guy on the street tell another one he’d been “rocking some serious, serious nausea” this week. I wanted to tell him I’d been “sportin’ some gnarly crabs” just to see what he’d say.
I’m trying to learn to edit so I can put a reel together. I’m probably going to end up going to a pro, but here’s something I did myself with clips that were easy to put on here. I have about 8 million questions now though.
New(ish) set!
When you’re at a party that’s too loud to hear anyone but not too loud to hide the fact that you were repeatedly calling someone by the wrong name.
(oh and by the way, since you guys were asking/commenting, many of the particular things you mentioned from the Petty Criticism story were Dustin’s. We each wrote our own. Mine were “actionable” (and the fact that it’s now in the dictionary), getting carsick in winter gear, sweet n low, the monolithic JA phenomenon and the way Dustin totally crowded the list with his own picks. I am kidding.
A homeless man told me I looked “spiffy” tonight. Okay fine, he wasn’t just a homeless man, he was my homeless man. The one who lives on my corner. And while I didn’t give him any money, I appreciated his discerning taste.
Dustin and I dashed off a brief list of junk that bugs us (to coincide with the critics issue) and turned it into a story that resembles a brief list of things that bug us! Upon reading it though, I’m realizing it’s really just scratching the surface.
How odd is it that just when I say I need my comments, they get stuck in some comment holding place? Some comment purgatory? Some comment queueueueue? I think it’s weird. And it makes me feel powerful. I just haven’t figured out how yet to harness that power. So I have a post banging around in my head about how people keep confusing me with Julia Allison (and her with me) and yet I can’t quite bring myself to write it for fear of exacerbating the situation or appearing to somehow want to glom on to her internet popularity. In fact, I think the whole phenomenon of her (and it’s likely just a local thing) is something warranting some kind of boring academic semiotics based discussion and yet I won’t do it, because I don’t want to be responsible for any attention about the attention (meta-attention? metattention? blech), good or bad. But I will say that at first it was just fan letters and the occasional question that had nothing to do with me (“You’re really good friends with Rachel Sklar, right?” to which I’d say “No, you’re thinking of Julia Allison.”) (I’ve also received questions about Halloween costumes I had no intention of wearing, compliments on my HD debut, questions about why I hadn’t been on Red Eye lately when I’d been on the night before, etc. I don’t know what she gets about me, but she told me she’s gotten mail meant for me. But then a Fox security guard told me he gets us confused because “you look just like each other” which takes this to a whole new level because I thought it was the name and the TONY association plus maybe the dark hair. So, that’s weird, because looking like her is very much not how I see myself, though I’m becoming more and more aware that I don’t see myself as I appear. Um, I lost my train of thought. Okay then!