All my life I have been cursed with an eerily good memory. I’m not Marilu Henner good, but I am stalker good. If you and I met only once 15 years ago and you told me a story there’s a very good chance I’ll remember it. I remember things you […]
Self-Care
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“We must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” …Is how a bullshit meme on Facebook goes. You’ve probably seen it over a picture of a sunset or a lotus or a Native American. […]
“How are you?” The simple and polite inquiry should not fill me with the dread it does. It’s a basic social grace that we work hard to instill in children and awkward adults. Yet despite how much I know people mean well and need to be taught to say it […]
Recently a friend said the most revolutionary thing I’ve ever heard. I was upset about something. It was one of those somethings that 99% of the time would have had little to no effect on me. But, as in comedy, the secret to being soul crushed is timing. […]
In the last week, I’ve told this story to about 3 different friends which makes me think it bears repeating. Also, I love being able to tell any story that involves an anecdote about my dear friend, Knoxie. When I first moved to LA there was another Boston comic […]
OK I’m going to try to make this quick because the world needs another “Renee Zellweger’s Face” think piece like it needs a brow tuck, which is to say, it doesn’t need a brow tuck, but it certainly is free to choose to have a brow tuck, so you’re free […]
I have a troubled relationship with New Year’s resolutions. I used to be into resolutions because I used to believe that I could change my life. One year I vowed to not be intimidated by people and situations. Then I read my journal from the previous year. It seems the […]
Sometimes it’s hard to measure your success in life. You know your life is different than it was 5 or 10 years ago, but when you’re still sending out emails to try to get friends out to shows, it’s often hard to feel like you’ve made any real progress. But […]
Why does the evil queen even trust that mirror in Snow White? I can’t fucking trust mine. Lately, my mirror has been doing this weird funhouse thing when I step in front of it like it’s squashing me slightly. I honestly don’t know if it’s the mirror or if it’s […]