(So, I guess I’ll tell it. And I’ll tell it again when the special airs.)
I was invited to tape a special for Dry Bar Comedy! Yay! 
I only had a month to prepare. Ugh! 

​(Well, technically, I’ve had my entire career to prepare, but that’s something I have to remind myself more often then I care to admit.)
Dry Bar’s brand is clean comedy. No problem, right? But there’s clean and then there’s Dry Bar clean. The stakes are higher. 

My Father was always my biggest fan and my most ardent supporter. When I first told him that I wanted to do standup comedy, he smiled at me and said, “What took you so long?”

And with that, I was off and running.

A parent asked if they could bring their 12-year-old child to the comedy show. (ugh) The parents were curious about how explicit/raunchy the show would be; but overall seemed confident that their youngling could handle it because they were “mature for their age.”

With du jour childhood being so short and de facto childhood even shorter, is having a kid who’s mature for their age really something to be proud of? 

I’ve had a life and a career that has allowed me to travel around the world. As I’ve said many times on-stage, “You’ve got to get out of your zip code. Go to a different Walmart. It really broadens you.” 
My Father, from whom I inherited my wanderlust, encouraged me to run, go, see. And while my mother was afraid for me to even leave the house, she’d say a prayer and let me go. 

I had a show last night. A show that was difficult to get to physically (it was raining the whole drive there) and emotionally: I am constantly balancing my own needs and those of my aging parents. #howdidwegethere

When I pulled into the theater parking lot I did not feel like doing comedy. I felt like pouring myself an adult beverage, curling up in bed, and letting the TV watch me. 

​But I’m a professional. 

If you’re looking for something to fight about at Thanksgiving Dinner, other than politics, here's my go-to list of six! Please click, read, laugh, and share!

MONEY
Collect a cover charge at the door from guests who don't bring a dish. Make it easy. Use a Square. 
Also, ask to borrow money from someone you’ve already borrowed from and have yet to pay back. Do not acknowledge or mention the previous monies owed.

Ok so, I must admit that I’m feeling some kinda way about the Geoffrey Owens story. I’m not going to re-write history and pretend I wasn’t a fan of The Cosby Show. You know I was. Back in the day, that was Black Thursday. 

A year ago today we lost comedian and activist, Dick Gregory. Here’s what I posted then when I learned the news. 

​As I was about to go on stage tonight someone told me that Dick Gregory had died. That's not really the kind of news you tell a comedian right before they're about to perform; especially a comedian who's met, worked with and admired him; a comedian who cites Dick Gregory as one of her influences.