- Andrew Wagner
- Amber Bixby
- Devon Walker
- Lea’h Sampson
- Elizabeth Spears
- Nick Saverino
- Drew Woods
- Ashley Overton
- Lisa Friedrich
Wow! And it’s free! Support live comedy in Austin!
Wow! And it’s free! Support live comedy in Austin!
Smile More is an all-femme comedy show featuring some of Austin’s best comedians at The Institution Theater. Hosted and curated by Valerie Nies, this month, you’ll see Angelina Martin, Emily Howell, Espi Rivadeneira, Jennifer Dorsey, and me, Lisa Friedrich. Get tickets for $7. Come through 3800 Woodbury at 8pm Saturday July 14!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Austin, TX – I can’t tell you how amazing this show is. From top to bottom, this show is loaded with talented women. Musicians, comedians, and storytellers will fill Scoot Inn Friday, July 13 for Jazz Kween presents: Hot & Bothered. $10 gets you in and show starts at 8pm.
Get your tickets now!
Every second Wednesday, Zac Brooks and I co-host a show where we watch vintage porn (it’s censored, TABC – we knowwww) with some of our friends in the Austin comedy scene. Come watch porn with strangers and friends at Peep Show, Wednesday July 11 at 9pm. It’s free and the lineup is amazing! Joe Hafkey, Elizabeth Spears, Lea’h Sampson & Hunter Duncan, oh boy! See you there!
Oh yo ho, hello there! I’m trying desperately to watch Nanette (third time) and give a shit enough to stay awake (why is she saying “VanGoff”?), but in the meantime, I wanted to share that I’m doing Turnt Comedy Showcase at Kick Butt Café Monday, July 9 at 9pm – FREE, y’all! Hosted by Derek Kopszywa & Ashley Overton, I get to share the stage with a great line up of Sahana Srinivasan, Martin Henn, Evan Rabalias, & Austen Silver!
I’m writing this the night before. I have the dress I want to wear cleaned and wrinkle free. I bought boots that aren’t Docs. I have things set out for tomorrow. The only thing I’m missing is my binder with the different tabs for each class, and my Jansport.
I feel Christmas Eve mixed with “wait til your father hears about this.” My boyfriend and dog are asleep on either side of me and I just keep playing games on my phone. It’s hard to make words when you can’t even identify what you’re feeling.
Anyway – some of these may be less “measured” than others…
Don’t talk to me til I’ve had my morning, afternoon, evening, and night xanax tomorrow (Friday)
Texas is full of the bizarre. I grew up with homecoming mums, a year of school dedicated to Texas state history, “ma’am”‘s, and Buc-ee’s. Like, my parents knew the Buc-ee’s guy. Someone buried 10 Cadillacs halfway in the ground, and people stand in the freezing plains to spray paint the parts above ground. People have so much Texas pride it spills over into arguments over what city makes the best breakfast tacos. From Vidor to Austin, political and religious beliefs run a gamut. There’s a mix of wealth and poverty, the refined and unrefined. That said, when you see an election map, that huge, red piece in the bottom center — that’s Texas.
I don’t have much knowledge other than my experience and things I kind of know. I welcome you to do research if you’re looking to adopt or if it’s an option for your pregnancy to put your child up for adoption. It’s so important on either end to know everything you can about this decision. Know the difference between an open and a closed adoption, and the laws that protect you, your family, and the child. An open adoption is what you saw on Juno or Teen Mom OG. Neither of which I’d take as a true life experience, but it’s not mine, so I don’t have much to speak on. A closed adoption protects the identities of the birth parents and the adoptive parents from each other. It maintains the privacy of all involved.
My personal advice is to seek therapy before, during, and after your part of the process. Trust me, you’ll need it later and for worse reasons if you don’t jump on it.
When I was young, I desperately wanted to find my birth parents, mostly because my folks would ground me. Then I turned 17 years old, the age they were when they had me, and it clicked. I understood where they had been coming from, and honestly? I lost interest. With an understanding of the strong possibility they may not want to be found, and an understanding of their sacrifice, as well as my parents’ sacrifice, I just wan’t interested.
Almost ten years later, my brother (also adopted through a closed adoption) had been through some health things, and I had been diagnosed with high blood pressure. I wondered what else could be in store for me. At that time (2013), you had to fill out adoption registry paperwork, have it notarized, and mail it into the state with $35.00. For some reason, that felt weird. If you went into the registry and your bio-parent had gone into the registry, you had to meet – like some kind of fight club for adoption reunions. That also felt weird. Like, what if I changed my mind and didn’t want to meet them? I don’t get a say in it? I’m sure the forced hour-long therapy session prior to the forced meeting was run by a totally competent counselor who surely had your best interest in mind. Certainly they’d know your intricacies well enough within an hour to tell you how you’d be affected… It all felt weird.
I never sent it in. Five years later, my brother had told me about meeting some half siblings through 23andMe. Then, I got targeted on St. Paddy’s Day and doubled down for the ancestry and the health results. I ended up finding out a lot about myself I never knew, and very quickly finding my birth parents; even though they had not done a 23andMe…
We have Michael Good, Pat Sirois, Sahana Srinivasan, Chris Castles, Lea’h Sampson, Claude Ramey, and just added: Rich Slaton!
Doors at 9pm, show at 9:30. $5 | $2 if you have your student ID! Let Do512 know you’re coming, too!
If you know me, or have seen me tell jokes in the last 8 years, you know that I’m adopted. Through 23andMe and a little light Googling, I successfully located my biological mother. I’ve been open with my side of the experience in waves as it comes, but I think it’s important to build out and share my story.
For the sake of privacy, real names will be redacted, save for mine. I didn’t know where I wanted to share this story, but I’m paying for this domain, so – why not? In future blogs, I will be sharing stages of my past, present, and future as it comes. So, for those who have been asking me to write this out and share it – here we go…