Thursday, July 31, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
I Love 1994.
Yesterday I woke up, did dishes for a half hour (it was a serious situation) and then dyed my hair. Big time. As a casual or devoted reader of this blog, you musn't under-estimate the obvious impact that My So-Called Life has had on my development. I mean, it makes a referential appearance in one out of four entries (math is fabricated). And in that vein, I have to tell you proudly that my hair is Angela Chase Red.
No one's mentioned anything at the office yet...I think it might be off-putting in a fluorescent light kind of way. I've had my hair this color once before, and I forgot how much I liked it.
Also, I've discovered Mad Men on AMC. Watch this show. It's as involving as everyone has told you it would be. Also, down 8lbs on WW! Hey-o.
Chicago in 6 days!!
love,
erin
No one's mentioned anything at the office yet...I think it might be off-putting in a fluorescent light kind of way. I've had my hair this color once before, and I forgot how much I liked it.
Also, I've discovered Mad Men on AMC. Watch this show. It's as involving as everyone has told you it would be. Also, down 8lbs on WW! Hey-o.
Chicago in 6 days!!
love,
erin
Friday, July 25, 2008
A Serious Coors Light Rant
First of all, I sat down on the Green Line today in what smelled like an Italian Sub. There was no actual deli sandwich, just the sure footed smell of meat, cheese and oil. I used to blog a lot about public transportation because that's what is usually on my mind when I get in the office. I've tried to move away from that for fear of being too mundane, but today I share.
This morning as we were driving to the station Brian and I heard a Coors Light commercial. Something about "code blue". Cool guys being dudes apparently call and text each other at 5pm once they reach a watering hole to communicate the message "code blue" (translation: I'm about to drink a Coors Light and it's so cold that the label has turned blue. You better get here and drink with me. Maybe we'll make out a little bit later.) Very cool. One part of the commercial is a girlfriend character who laments, "We were shopping and he got a call and just left. What could be more important than shopping???".
At that point Brian turned to me and said, "Coors Light makes women look like idiots." Yes. Yes. Yes. It's something that I've always kind of just noted and forgotten about, but it's really rampant in all of their advertising. You can tell that their demographic is the WBCN in sports coats type. I mean, everybody makes fun of these people -- including themselves, I believe, but Coors Light still manufactures these retarded commercials to appeal to the "dude."
Have you heard the spot where the guys are gathered in order to "vent"? See..it's this brilliant play on words wherein "venting" to women means emotional output (usually associated with being sooooo on the rag), and "venting" to these guys means cracking open an ice cold Coors Light. Oh man, do they raise satire to a new high. You can actually hear the douche juice drip from their voices as they wink wink "vent" and say "my wife actually encourages me to...(wait for it, voice is heavy with thinly masked hilarity)....open up!!" [sound of beer opening].
What the fuck? The thing that's dumb enough to think these ads are funny died in his mother's womb. His mother was a one eyed German Shepherd with dementia.
Note to anyone still making comedy, or creating advertising copy based on the Todd Packer (American Office) character should know that Todd Packer isn't a real person. And actually, they're not making females look like idiots, they're making men look like idiots by the assumption than anyone that has skill enough to realize that pants go on legs think it's funny or cute. It's just dumb. So dumb. Heartbreakingly dumb.
Okay...see you Monday!!
Love,
erin
This morning as we were driving to the station Brian and I heard a Coors Light commercial. Something about "code blue". Cool guys being dudes apparently call and text each other at 5pm once they reach a watering hole to communicate the message "code blue" (translation: I'm about to drink a Coors Light and it's so cold that the label has turned blue. You better get here and drink with me. Maybe we'll make out a little bit later.) Very cool. One part of the commercial is a girlfriend character who laments, "We were shopping and he got a call and just left. What could be more important than shopping???".
At that point Brian turned to me and said, "Coors Light makes women look like idiots." Yes. Yes. Yes. It's something that I've always kind of just noted and forgotten about, but it's really rampant in all of their advertising. You can tell that their demographic is the WBCN in sports coats type. I mean, everybody makes fun of these people -- including themselves, I believe, but Coors Light still manufactures these retarded commercials to appeal to the "dude."
Have you heard the spot where the guys are gathered in order to "vent"? See..it's this brilliant play on words wherein "venting" to women means emotional output (usually associated with being sooooo on the rag), and "venting" to these guys means cracking open an ice cold Coors Light. Oh man, do they raise satire to a new high. You can actually hear the douche juice drip from their voices as they wink wink "vent" and say "my wife actually encourages me to...(wait for it, voice is heavy with thinly masked hilarity)....open up!!" [sound of beer opening].
What the fuck? The thing that's dumb enough to think these ads are funny died in his mother's womb. His mother was a one eyed German Shepherd with dementia.
Note to anyone still making comedy, or creating advertising copy based on the Todd Packer (American Office) character should know that Todd Packer isn't a real person. And actually, they're not making females look like idiots, they're making men look like idiots by the assumption than anyone that has skill enough to realize that pants go on legs think it's funny or cute. It's just dumb. So dumb. Heartbreakingly dumb.
Okay...see you Monday!!
Love,
erin
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
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