I have obsessed about my weight for the majority of my life. I think about it from the moment I wake up, through the day, into the night. I weigh myself every morning and can almost always guess my weight before the number flashes. When I search back in the darkening corners of my mind, there are dim memories of early childhood where I wasn’t like this.
When you’re a woman in comedy and you get a break, people get so excited about it, but while we have to work hard to get that attention, I do think many women think, “Oh if I just act like a guy, if I go for that low hanging fruit…” Everything’s about sex, or how weird I am. It all just kind of runs together.
I could walk into The Improv, close my eyes, and I can’t tell one girl’s act apart from another. That’s not saying that 30-something white guys don’t all sound the same sometimes, but I’m banging my head against the wall because women want to be treated as equals, and we want feminism to be a thing, but it’s really difficult when every woman makes the same point about her vagina, over and over. I think I’m the only woman out there that has a joke about World War II in my set. I think shock value works well for women, but beyond that, there’s no substance. I want to see what else there is with such complex, smart creatures.
That’s why women like Tina Fey do well. It’s smart, and men can laugh at it, too. I consider myself one of those comics, and quite frankly, I’m appalled by what is expected of women, and what women offer in response in that.
Today’s breakfast served with FACE, FACE, FACE! Mario loooooved the Ham & Cheese French Toast!
When someone says you HAVE to respect Trump. Continue reading “Watch Mario Eat: Strawberry Muffins”
Ooooo today’s prompt is a fun one!
The challenge: If you could be completely honest with no regrets, what would you say and to whom? Continue reading “#NaBloPoMo – Day 3”
It’s Day 2 and I’m back at it again with a fresh blog! What a streak!
First, let me start with a HUGE thank you to those who dropped in to read my post from yesterday. I wasn’t thrilled with the way it came out, but I received some encouraging words from friends and readers saying they were happy to see a new post. It still shocks me when people tell me they enjoyed a post and it was something they could relate to, or got them through the day. Hearing that pushes me forward and I’m forever grateful. You’re all the best!
Today’s writing prompt is an interesting one: When is the last time you did something brave? What happened?
Damn, BlogHer, why you gotta make me feel feelings and shit?
Ok, fine. Here we go. Continue reading “#NaBloPoMo – Day 2”