Molly Erdman
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Molly Erdman is an actor, improviser, and writer based in Los Angeles. Raised in Dallas, Molly attended the Greenhill School and co-founded an improv group there during her senior year of high school. From there she headed north to Boston (or pretty close to it) to attend Tufts University, where she majored in Drama and minored in Political Science. more »
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Catalog Living
Saturday June 26, 2010
One day I was casually flipping through a West Elm furniture catalog and realized how ridiculous the decor was in many of the photos. The result is this: http://catalogliving.tumblr.com/
Check it out! You can also follow @catalogliving on twitter. Come on, you know you love twitter.
Los Angeles Improv Festival this week!
Wednesday June 9, 2010
Many people ask me about when I’m performing (I mean, so many people…I’m very popular and interesting…geez). Well, this week is a good opportunity to see not only me, but lots of great improv from LA and elsewhere. The LA Improv Festival is this week (June 7-12) at iO West in Hollywood. Here’s when I’ll be there:
Tonight (Wednesday 6/9)
Armando, 8:00pm, hosted by Community’s Dani Pudi – Mainstage
Sweetness, 9:00pm – Loft
Friday 6/11
Armando, 8:00pm, hosted by Modern Family’s Eric Stonestreet – Mainstage
Husbands & Pimps, 11:30pm – Loft
Comedy!
Learning can happen anywhere!
Friday May 14, 2010
Please enjoy the following exchange from today’s shopping trip to Trader Joe’s.
At checkout:
Checker: Kosher Dill Pickles huh? Sounds interesting.
Me: Really? They’re just regular dill pickles.
Checker: I don’t know if I’ve ever had a DILL pickle!
Me: Really?
Checker: Yeah.
Me: Do you just eat sweet pickles?
Checker: I don’t know.
Me: Dill is pretty much the default pickle type. (Seeing his look of confusion at the word “default”) If you order a hamburger and it has pickles on it, those are dill pickles.
Checker: Oh, then I’ve had them.
I like to think I helped our young checker learn something today.
This blog has a new baby sister!
Friday May 7, 2010
My boyfriend Joe and I have started a blog about our dining experiences. Primarily to justify those dining experiences. Check out the fun here: http://tableforyou.tumblr.com/
Age Rage
Monday May 3, 2010
If you ever want to feel really old, try selling some clothes at Crossroads or any other hipster-ish youth-oriented used clothing store. Watch in amazement as your clothes, still fresh with memories of the last time you wore them, are divided into two piles: the “reject” pile, which may as well be called the “ugh, my mom wears stuff like this, is it from Chico’s?” pile, and the “keep” pile, which you feel good about until you find out that the $86 blouse you bought at Anthropologie in a fit of optimism that your spin classes are paying off will be sold for $15, of which you get 35%, which is…less.
And then there are the little things that make me feel old. Things like being referred to as “that lady” by a kid in the park, and hearing the song “Let’s Hear It For The Boy” from the movie Footloose…on the Oldies station.
Now if you’ll excuse me, sitting at this computer is murder on my back and knees.
Catnip, The Musical, The Video!
Saturday May 1, 2010
Our Catnip music video is up! Check it out! And leave nice, tasteful comments on You Tube, unlike the ones we’ve been getting!
Catnip, The Musical, The Video!
Saturday May 1, 2010
At long last, the video for the song “We’re Gonna Do It!” from Catnip, The Musical is up! Check it out! And leave nice, tasteful comments on You Tube, unlike the ones we’ve been getting!
New Video again!
Wednesday March 31, 2010
In honor of my boyfriend Joe’s birthday, his daughter Sofia and I made this tribute video for him. Enjoy!
New Video Up!
Saturday February 27, 2010
I’ve posted a new video (finally) on the site…a little ditty my boyfriend Joe and I came up with after watching some truly ridiculous CNN coverage of the Hawaii Tsunami-watch. Enjoy.
Let's Discuss Our Feelings and Hug
Thursday February 25, 2010
For many years, I have had a problem with this exchange:
“Hey great show tonight!”
“Eh, it was kinda terrible actually.”
Why? Because someone just gave a subjective complement, and the recipient basically just told that person that they don’t know what they’re talking about. Even if the show really was terrible and the compliment-giver is just being polite, it should be appreciated with a simple “thank you.” (See previous blog post from eons ago about how it is ok to lie and say “good show” even if you really didn’t think it was.)
I have recently come upon another similar situation in which a reaction – and one that you might think sympathetic and helpful – could be improved. I was in the running for a job a couple of weeks ago, and I didn’t get it. Many of my friends attempted to console me by saying things like “That would have been a nightmare job anyway” or other disparaging things about the job itself. Now, I know that everyone was trying to make me feel better (I should say that I have fantastic friends, by the way) but to my surprise the result was that it made me feel like I was an idiot for wanting the job so bad in the first place and that if I’d gotten it my friends would have only been pretending to be excited for me.
So what have I learned from this? That I was an idiot for wanting that job. Ok not really.
What I learned – and this is a little more touchy-feely than I tend to be – is that when you’re self-esteem is taking a little trip to rock-bottom, even the best intentions can be twisted around to make you feel worse. I’m becoming a big believer in the notion that a lot of the time, our job as friends is just to listen, tell our sad friends how great they are, and avoid any other judgment. By bad-mouthing the thing they’re upset about, it’s like we’re telling them they’re stupid for caring about that thing.
The same applies I guess for break-ups; there’s always that urge to say “Hubert was a jerk anyway. The only thing great about him was his name.” And then Hubert’s ex-girlfriend feels like a big dummy, not only for having been with a jerk, but also because her friends apparently never liked him and were just tolerating those game nights when everyone else wanted to play Balderdash and Hubert would only play Risk.
Who knows? I don’t know. I’m certainly no expert on “feelings” or “being a good person” but I figured I would share these potentially obvious observations.
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