I Did Everything Right at My Open Mic — Except Hit Record

Do you know how committed a 58-year-old woman has to be to shower and get dressed twice in a day? I only blow my hair out for special occasions and unless my grandson throws up on me, a second outfit and shower in one day is very rare.

On Instagram DMs, Inflatable Dinosaurs, and Accidentally Becoming the French Bulldog of Cleveland Comedy

Honestly, what the actual F-word is wrong with me? 

I mean I am out here doing this comedy thing. I am at bars with other comedians standing up and telling jokes. I am writing a blog, making social posts, and being part of the scene and yet I feel so far behind. 

For the record, I was never an awkward teenage girl.

A Cavs Win, a Shared Hamburger, and the Night I Finally Stopped Being Adjacent to the Group

This back room at the LVT is normally dark at 10 on a Wednesday, small stage, one mic, one light. Tonight it is bright with the glow of the game. We are cheering. I am cheering. Professional basketball. I have no real interest in professional basketball. But that collective effervescence is contagious. 

The Snappy Crotch Story, the Security Wand, and the Biggest Damn Panties Anyone Had Ever Seen

I am a public speaker.  Dale Carnegie graduate turned instructor.  This comedy thing has got me back into writing and everything that goes along with it so a stop in at Story Club was a box I wanted to check. I told the story of my snappy crotch.

The Long, Winding, Completely Unnecessary Road to a Punchline

I spent two years not making eye contact with the only engineers who actually make eye contact. I’m a Catholic girl. I had to go to confession after my first lubrication conference.