Last night on the Ustream chat we talked to my dad about many things including his zest for stamp collecting. Has there ever been a more riveting sentence? Keep your pants on, you guys!
Anyway, viewer SimmaDownNa sent me a delightful image he thought my dad might enjoy but I think all of us will enjoy it, so I’m putting it here. The ooh-ing and ah-ing commences now.
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Last night’s Ustream show was super fun. Thanks to everyone who watched! I’m posting a few highlights.
Here’s a story I worked on that’s running in today’s NY Post. It was as-told-to me. Read it and weep. Literally!
So a few days ago I went to look at my wikipedia entry, the creation of which I had nothing to do with but periodically I check for hacking, and discovered it’s being considered for deletion. At first I was concerned as I was none too fond of the idea of literally being erased but then I decided that really I don’t care because there are 8 million things about me on the internet and I know I exist and this is pretty much out of my control. Plus, I have better things to do with my time than fight for something capricious and also, as I explained to my mom, I have a feeling if this page were to be erased a new one would crop up soon enough anyway since I actually do exist and I’m so notable that sometimes I feel intimidated in my own presence. “That’s OK, you can talk, go ahead,” I say gently to my own reflection. Then I yell jinx because we said it at the same time. Then we have a staring contest and ultimately make out.
So ANYWAY, I am sick right now and really I should be putting the finishing touches on my book proposal since I told the agent I thought I’d have it to her by last week and also, see above paragraph which I wrote after drunkenly reciting the serenity prayer.
BUT, want to know what I just did for the last hour or so? I google searched the living hell out of my name, not only my current name but also Alison M. Rosen and Alison Michelle Rosen which I used to go by, to try to find things which prove I exist and am notable. Is my legacy really going to be that I asked Mayor Koch if he’s gay and then he asked me a question about blow jobs? I think it’s possible.
In other news, I had a gay old time (poor choice of words) running errands earlier and took a couple photos which I twittered. Perhaps you’d like to see them…again? I think you would.
But I hardly know it!
Nature had a little too much to drink last night.
Oh and I think I’m doing Bill Schulz’s Strategy Room magazine show on Friday again. And my Ustream show on Wednesday. And I have a story in the NY Post on Sunday. See, I AM important. I AM I AM I AM!
Also notable? I changed my sheets this morning. Totally made an ill-fitting bottom sheet my bitch.
Some of you may be familiar with my incredibly terrible ideas for pun-based cartoons. Remind me tonight on the Ustream show to tell you of my latest. It’s so bad it makes me cringe.
In other news, I’m wearing a turtleneck, sweatpants, fuzzy slippers and I have on no makeup which can only mean one thing: I have a hot date with the internet tonight and that means all of you! We’ll be chatting with the lovely Natali Del Conte and Dustin Goot will be dropping by. You can watch here or here (please note fancy new Facebook page!).
Here’s a picture of Natali and me because you love pictures.
And here’s a photo of me looking smarmy on Hannity last week. It’s unrelated but I just found it and thought it deserved airing out.
Let’s not even get into my sun yellow teeth in the above photo, let’s just go straight to the way the shadows make it look as if MC Escher has been doodling on my neck. Hot!
Also, I think my quick-tempered, overly familiar friend at the grocery store and I are going to need to break up because he kind of yelled in my direction yesterday about pumpkin. The man is passionate about squash, which I understand, but still.
Also, when did Pepcid start targeting the goth market? This is a still from a commercial last night.
Because goths suffer emotional and physical heartburn? Is Pepcid making some kind of meta joke? Can someone get to the bottom of this?
And finally, I just agreed to appear on Fox News’s Strategy Room this Friday at 1pm for Bill Schulz’s magazine chat show (with fellow scribes Dan Bova, Noelle Hancock, John DeVore, Dawn Yanek and Steve Kandell whom I know from when we were both struggling freelancers who’d just arrived in New York) which is likely not its official name. Anyone know what its official name is? In lieu of an answer, let’s call it the Alison Rosen Hour. P.S. Let’s not tell Bill.
One more thing, I just cleaned my bathroom and man alive does it reek of cleanliness in here. Like too much. A kind of cleanliness that’s burning my eyes and nose and mouth. Whoever recommended scrubbing with an onion was an idiot.
See you guys tonight!
I mentioned on twitter earlier that I bought a new plant that we’d need to find a name for on Wednesday’s live show (RSVP HERE). Well I thought you might want to see the plant. They’re mums, which is a dumb name for flowers but a good nickname for a mummy as in “Hey mums, how’s it hanging?” “Why so stiff, mums?” You know, that kinda stuff.
Anyway, all this thought of mums was lighting up a spot in my brain and then I remembered that I’d once shared a flight with a woman I’d referred to in a blog post as MUM. But then I looked back and actually it was MIM and we were playing online trivia and I kept yelling in my head, “Suck it, MIM!” Anyway, you’ll just have to read.
Oh and unrelated, I have some photos from Hannity that I’ve yet to post as well as some other photos. I’m totally sitting on photos right now. It’s uncomfortable.
UPDATE: Turns out mums are chrysanthephajksgfmums! I didn’t realize! But now I do!