Because my parents are British, our family didn’t communicate unless we were talking comedy or sports, or if we were drinking- since liquor makes you think you’re funnier and watching sports with beer is a solid English tradition. So that’s how we bonded. Being funny was serious business and a lot of our comedy relied
When I started stripping back in 1986 at the ripe old age of 18, there was a pretty clear line drawn in the sand of sex work. We were table dancers, strippers, entertainers. But we weren’t hoes. Oh no. We got indignant when customers asked if we ‘did more than dance’ and declared emphatically “I
Dear nice male friend, I am indeed living, though something seems to be the matter with my heart. Oh yes, it’s been thoroughly mangled and wrung out by mankind, and by that I do mean mankind. Jesus fuck, I am completely exhausted from the barrage of bad news resulting in re-living harassment nightmares from throughout my life and
I rejoined Toastmasters a couple of months ago for completely social reasons. I have no desire to write speeches right now but I’m having a hell of a lot of fun with the group. Tonight I chaired the meeting and I chose the theme of World Champions because the Toastmasters World Championship of Public Speaking
So much has happened since my last post, almost 4 months ago that obviously I have not had time to write here. But I want to tell you what happened because it is a BIG pivot. My comedy class got CANCELLED. I was DEVASTATED. They didn’t have enough students to run it. However, the same
I’ve always been a comedy junkie. It’s in my DNA. With British parents, the main form of communication in my family was sarcasm with a side of soccer. Burning one-liners were revered around the kitchen table and if you could do that while scoring a goal, you were the Pele-Christ. I grew up on Monty
Srinivas Rao sent me an advanced copy of his upcoming book, “Unmistakable”. I’m sure he sent out dozens of unproofed copies but still, to be on his radar is pretty cool. I’m reading it now, slowly. One section at a time and yes, it resonates. I’ve had 3 epiphanies just in the past hour. Ephinany
I know with my whole heart that if people are not honest about who they are, they will suffer – even if revealing who they are is distasteful or offensive or ugly or scary to others. You must do it or you will lose yourself.
I know this because I have been hiding myself all my life.
People sometimes tell me how brave they think I am and I laugh inside my head because I know that fear is a long time dance partner of mine. The only reason I do ‘brave’ things is because I can’t live with the alternative. I don’t think there’s anything brave about that, it’s just practical.