Super homeless Erin and Richie on his iphone. Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
The Red Head Said You Shred the Cello
Oh Pinkerton. Why? Why did I not know that you were my favorite CD until a week ago? Guys, why didn't anyone tell me that this was my favorite CD? I don't understand.
Anyway, good morning Friday!
Last Sunday a woman named Alison Royer took me to what I thought was an introductory yoga class. I thought this because Alison is ostensibly my friend and knows that I've never done yoga before.
(this is what the class felt nothing like)
What this class actually was was a two hour long advanced, intense workshop for people who are specifically not me. So, I'm only now starting to walk normally. There's still a great amount of pain. I call that pain "Alison" so I don't forget.
I'm writing a lot which is going really well and making me feel far less useless than I would otherwise. Also, I want to see Batman. Like, you know, America.
Any fun weekend plans? No? Come and see a show at Improv Asylum. It makes it more fun when I know someone in the audience.
Love,
Erin
Anyway, good morning Friday!
Last Sunday a woman named Alison Royer took me to what I thought was an introductory yoga class. I thought this because Alison is ostensibly my friend and knows that I've never done yoga before.
(this is what the class felt nothing like)
What this class actually was was a two hour long advanced, intense workshop for people who are specifically not me. So, I'm only now starting to walk normally. There's still a great amount of pain. I call that pain "Alison" so I don't forget.
I'm writing a lot which is going really well and making me feel far less useless than I would otherwise. Also, I want to see Batman. Like, you know, America.
Any fun weekend plans? No? Come and see a show at Improv Asylum. It makes it more fun when I know someone in the audience.
Love,
Erin
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Awkward Moments on a Bench
What happens when you put Richie Moriarty on a bench? It's a question for the ages, really. Well get ready for the answer:
We spent one very long, very fun day filming a bunch of these little vignettes, so do enjoy. There will be more to come. One may or may not feature me living inside a tree.
Speaking of trees, man, I wanted pizza yesterday. I mean, it's all I looked forward to all day. And then we got to Bertucci's ...where the AC was broken. I know God probably didn't mean anything personal by this, but it sure felt that way. On an unrelated note, I'm becoming an atheist.
Love,
erin
We spent one very long, very fun day filming a bunch of these little vignettes, so do enjoy. There will be more to come. One may or may not feature me living inside a tree.
Speaking of trees, man, I wanted pizza yesterday. I mean, it's all I looked forward to all day. And then we got to Bertucci's ...where the AC was broken. I know God probably didn't mean anything personal by this, but it sure felt that way. On an unrelated note, I'm becoming an atheist.
Love,
erin
Monday, July 7, 2008
Oprah Said To Be Grateful
Sometimes on a Monday morning, when you haven't slept soundly the previous night, and the thought of doing any kind of work or activity sends a searing pain squarely through your soul...you should make a grateful list. Here is the positive thinking fueled Monday morning grateful list.
1. Meg, Mom, and I had a fantastic time in the Berkshires. James Taylor may be old, but he's still adorable and I absolutely don't care if it's lame -- I'm a huge fan. My sister was the blackest person there, granted, but it was still a happy, happy time for all.
2. I finalized a script I'd been working on yesterday and I'm really happy with it. I'm beginning to get more comfortable with Final Draft.
3. I'm 7 lbs down as of today! Go WW!
The long weekend was truly fabulous. I met a lot of really interesting, great people, spent a lot of quality family time, and even achieved some personal goals. It actually felt more like a vacation than anything I've had since April '06. Yup, that's right. I haven't had a vacation in over two years. So, any bit of reprieve is super appreciated.
I hope your holiday was as awesome as mine -- and Mr. Schaub, good luck today. I know you won't read this, but I'm sending good vibes out into the universe on your behalf.
Monday!
Erin
1. Meg, Mom, and I had a fantastic time in the Berkshires. James Taylor may be old, but he's still adorable and I absolutely don't care if it's lame -- I'm a huge fan. My sister was the blackest person there, granted, but it was still a happy, happy time for all.
2. I finalized a script I'd been working on yesterday and I'm really happy with it. I'm beginning to get more comfortable with Final Draft.
3. I'm 7 lbs down as of today! Go WW!
The long weekend was truly fabulous. I met a lot of really interesting, great people, spent a lot of quality family time, and even achieved some personal goals. It actually felt more like a vacation than anything I've had since April '06. Yup, that's right. I haven't had a vacation in over two years. So, any bit of reprieve is super appreciated.
I hope your holiday was as awesome as mine -- and Mr. Schaub, good luck today. I know you won't read this, but I'm sending good vibes out into the universe on your behalf.
Monday!
Erin
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Back to the Present
A weekend blog post? Oh yes.
I'm doing everything humanly possible to procrastinate cleaning my apartment. It's a great apartment but at this moment it's a dirty, dirty apartment. Dust bunny dirty. The madness stops here.
So, what the hell is going on with VH1? "I Love the New Millenium"? Really? I've seen from 2004-2005 this morning and I'm wondering, are they going to go all the way up to 2008? And then it just turns into Best Week Ever and implodes into itself?
I mean, I'm not not nostalgic for Jared the Subway Guy, Dance Dance Revolution, and the advent of Sodoku, it just seems symptomatic of something wrong in our society. I don't know precisely what it is...but it has to do with detachment. On the other hand, I guess by virtue of the fact that I write a blog and am involved in comedy I probably have nothing legitimate to say about it.
Something else I've learned from watching cable TV today -- Amy Grant is a Christian pop star now. Huh. Time Life is selling a Christian music compilation and all of the artists are wearing hair clips and aggressively shoulder padded blazers. No judgies. Okay, just a little judgy.
Swiffer time. Have a great weekend!
I'm doing everything humanly possible to procrastinate cleaning my apartment. It's a great apartment but at this moment it's a dirty, dirty apartment. Dust bunny dirty. The madness stops here.
So, what the hell is going on with VH1? "I Love the New Millenium"? Really? I've seen from 2004-2005 this morning and I'm wondering, are they going to go all the way up to 2008? And then it just turns into Best Week Ever and implodes into itself?
I mean, I'm not not nostalgic for Jared the Subway Guy, Dance Dance Revolution, and the advent of Sodoku, it just seems symptomatic of something wrong in our society. I don't know precisely what it is...but it has to do with detachment. On the other hand, I guess by virtue of the fact that I write a blog and am involved in comedy I probably have nothing legitimate to say about it.
Something else I've learned from watching cable TV today -- Amy Grant is a Christian pop star now. Huh. Time Life is selling a Christian music compilation and all of the artists are wearing hair clips and aggressively shoulder padded blazers. No judgies. Okay, just a little judgy.
Swiffer time. Have a great weekend!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Dr. GOD and Teasing
Tonight at Improv Asylum isn't just any Thursday night at Improv Asylum. Why? Because my awesome friend Sean is in Boston with his team from IO West Dr. God.
Refresh your senses with some new improvisational faces. Drink Coors Light because it's a Thursday. Clap. Laugh. Etc.
They go on at 10pm, be there!
In other news, sorry about the lack of posts lately (I apologize as though somebody really misses them). Things are happening and decisions are on the verge of being made, plans planned, slacks mended. I just don't want to speak too soon about things that effect actual life.
I'll have more fun stuff to report soon. Teaser: A smooth jazz Latin concert, a terrifying high school graduate, and some delicious grilled salmon all have to do with it. Now that you're absolutely sweating balls from anticipation, I'll sign off.
Love you!
Erin
Refresh your senses with some new improvisational faces. Drink Coors Light because it's a Thursday. Clap. Laugh. Etc.
They go on at 10pm, be there!
In other news, sorry about the lack of posts lately (I apologize as though somebody really misses them). Things are happening and decisions are on the verge of being made, plans planned, slacks mended. I just don't want to speak too soon about things that effect actual life.
I'll have more fun stuff to report soon. Teaser: A smooth jazz Latin concert, a terrifying high school graduate, and some delicious grilled salmon all have to do with it. Now that you're absolutely sweating balls from anticipation, I'll sign off.
Love you!
Erin
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Dad, Progress, and the Tonys
On Sunday night we took my dad out to Uno's for Father's Day. It might be in Revere, and a national chain, but it's actually one of my favorite places to go with my family. For some reason, we always have a great time there. Is it the tall Newcastles? The many TVs? The squawking, heavily lipsticked North Shore bartend-ress? I don't know, but it works for us. My dad is the best. I actually don't even want to hear about how great your dad is, because mine's got it wrapped up. Sorry. Polls are closed.
Just in this past week, he's saved my ass a hundred and three times by taking care of my car situation. I know I'm a grown woman and should be able to handle these things myself, but it just got to be a little too frustrating. My dad has a way of talking to people (mechanics, et al) and making them like him immediately. If he wasn't such a genuinely good human being, he'd be one hell of a politician. Everyone who knows Billy loves him, and for good reason. If there's one person in the world I'd like to be like, it's him.
One of the three million reasons why my dad is so awesome: He found my blog and what he commented on and loved the most was this picture, featured in the "Double Fat Latte" entry
It just cracked him up. As it cracks me up. So I posted it again.
On the fat/notfat note, I had a successful WW week (that'll be the abbreviation for Weight Watchers from now on). For those of you who care, or are going through the program yourself, I'm down 1.1 lb since last week. I'm thrilled with this, especially because of the Great Smith and Wollensky Splurge of '08 that happened last Wednesday. So, Yeah!
Sunday night was not just Father's Day night, it was also the Tony Awards. That's right, the one night a year that I bemoan ever leaving New York and wish that I didn't transfer out of Emerson's acting program.
(August: Osage County...wanna see it)
It was all for the best, I'm sure, but watching those Tonys...man, it makes me jealous. Also, it makes me feel really poor because I'd love to head down to NY on a whim and see these awesome looking shows but I can't for want of a spare billion dollars. And nights off.
Lastly, Dear Celtics:
Please win tonight so that Brian doesn't throw himself out a window.
Love,
Erin
Just in this past week, he's saved my ass a hundred and three times by taking care of my car situation. I know I'm a grown woman and should be able to handle these things myself, but it just got to be a little too frustrating. My dad has a way of talking to people (mechanics, et al) and making them like him immediately. If he wasn't such a genuinely good human being, he'd be one hell of a politician. Everyone who knows Billy loves him, and for good reason. If there's one person in the world I'd like to be like, it's him.
One of the three million reasons why my dad is so awesome: He found my blog and what he commented on and loved the most was this picture, featured in the "Double Fat Latte" entry
It just cracked him up. As it cracks me up. So I posted it again.
On the fat/notfat note, I had a successful WW week (that'll be the abbreviation for Weight Watchers from now on). For those of you who care, or are going through the program yourself, I'm down 1.1 lb since last week. I'm thrilled with this, especially because of the Great Smith and Wollensky Splurge of '08 that happened last Wednesday. So, Yeah!
Sunday night was not just Father's Day night, it was also the Tony Awards. That's right, the one night a year that I bemoan ever leaving New York and wish that I didn't transfer out of Emerson's acting program.
(August: Osage County...wanna see it)
It was all for the best, I'm sure, but watching those Tonys...man, it makes me jealous. Also, it makes me feel really poor because I'd love to head down to NY on a whim and see these awesome looking shows but I can't for want of a spare billion dollars. And nights off.
Lastly, Dear Celtics:
Please win tonight so that Brian doesn't throw himself out a window.
Love,
Erin
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