When I moved to Seattle, it was unintended and impulsive. I was 22, going on invincible, and the world was my vegan oyster. I was either really good at living in the moment or just too unaware of the future that it didn’t really hit me how difficult it was to move thousands of miles … Continue reading Moving
While I was waiting for the results of my x-rays in the emergency room, my boyfriend looked at me and asked, “Was it worth it?” I succeeded in my goal. I was victorious. So, yes. Yes, it was worth it. But before we get into the details of the Great Pantsing Incident of 2012, let's … Continue reading The Great Pantsing Incident of 2012
Valentine's Day. The images that might come to mind are cheesy cards from grade school, those chalky-wafer heart candies with flirty or weird sayings (the only thing keeping Necco in business), PDA couples spending way too much money on dinner, cards from your parents, 50% off chocolate at the drug store the next day, bad … Continue reading Valentine’s Day
Born out of a silly idea of having very emotional moments with inanimate objects on stage, I wrote and performed my very first solo show, The Good, the Bad, and the Monkey in 2009. I was fortunate enough to have the very talented, Jen Ellison direct me in this endeavor. I previewed it on the … Continue reading The Good, the Bad, and the Monkey: full video
Dear Lovely Single Pals, I apologize if I've been annoying at all lately. I haven't been myself. Well, I've been myself. But not the myself that I'm--or you--are used to. I've been the "dating someone....oh, now I'm in a relationship all of a sudden" version of myself. And I'm not used to this version. I'd … Continue reading An Open Letter to My Single Friends
Most improvisers are so afraid of being cliché or "repeating themselves" that they try to avoid archetypes and typical relationships. Maybe they're thinking, "You've seen one lovers-getting-together scene, you've seen them all." But these are the stories that audiences crave to see and hear the most. If this was not the case, nobody would know … Continue reading The Improviser’s Palette
So if a Chicago winter is like being punched in the face, then a Chicago summer is like being pinched in the ass. Just last night as I waited for the train, shivering in my winter hat and scarf, Chicago was definitely punching me in the face. This Memorial Day, weather forecasters are predicting some … Continue reading I don’t think I’m getting enough respect in this relationship.