Chatterboxes.

#100BM Day 73 Sarah Millican is an excellent comedian, one of the founders of a really great online magazine, and she’s playing in Montréal in July.

Toothbrush moustaches.

#100BM Day 63 I am going to the Edinburgh Fringe later this month, a couple of weeks into the festival, when all the comedians are exhausted and miserable and/or slap happy and/or have been drunk for a fortnight straight. Should be fun. Not sure how I’ll be able to afford to eat, but eh. I’ll ...

Fangirling.

All week, I’ve had a painfully itchy throat and felt run-down. Yesterday, I thought it was all over, or rather, all begun, but despite the tinnitus and bouts of dragon coughing, I don’t seem to be full-blown sick yet. It is hella frustrating. Will I avoid the worst? Or will I be oozing all over ...

The Canadian Yoda.

So, survived Kingston, survived highway driving, and maybe came away with more ideas about comedy.

Timing.

Before I got to officially register my outrage at YouTube commenters complaining that there are too many women on QI this series (reading the bottom half of the internet is always a mistake), I found out that Amy Poehler and Tina Fey are co-hosting the Golden Globes.

Hilarity 1

I am in awe of people who are both clever and funny, as well as accomplished in using those attributes to better humanity, or, at least, amuse the masses.

Wompin’ on the geep.*

I freely admit that I was only vaguely aware of the existence of Tig Notaro until I saw her on the ‘This American Life’ cinema schmancy satellite event this spring. Richard even had to point out that she was on ‘The Sarah Silverman Program’, a show I have seen — only a few episodes, mind, ...

Making ’em laugh.

Making 'em laugh.
Dear (in no particular order) Sarah Millican, Danielle Ward, Holly Walsh, Shappi Khosandi, Jo Brand, Lucy Porter, and Susan Calman, I know that it can be rough out there for women comics, more especially in North America even, but this disappointed me greatly:

Lives of luxury. 1

In a near-criminal move, I drove to work today. Why criminal? It is absolutely beautiful out and will be no warmer than 21 degrees Celsius today. Essentially, it’s the perfect Icelandic summer’s day, which suits me just fine.

Raconteuses. 1

Since hardly anyone read my entries this weekend, I’m storming off in a huff.