Hey kids, this just in from the San Francisco Weekly! A lovely reporter wrote this delicious bit about my show here. And what a great journey I’m having – a nurse in the front row of last night’s show identified my austism. Who knew? Free diagnoses are the best, because in America they’re the only ones I can afford. I’ve got asberger’s. I’m sure I’ve misspelled that, but it’s all new to me.
Bitter, Sweet
By Tara Jepsen
There’s always a time for a little Mars vs. Venus and a splash of Can’t We All Just Get Along? But it seems the current laff-seeking public is gravitating toward some fabulous weirdos and some deliciously sharp tongues. Perhaps it’s the Puritanical influence on so much of U.S. culture, or maybe most of you were raised by Scandinavian Lutherans. Regardless, there’s a psychic unburdening that goes along with hearing someone just say some messed-up, irreverent, hilarious stuff. If this is your gig, check out the lovely comedian Scott Capurro. He’ll give you some thoughts on the proper use of sex toys, and he’ll talk about being gay in a way that won’t be used in pamphlets for LGBT teens. This is not an event for hysterical reactionaries, but the place for smiling malcontents and all those who have moved far beyond the “take my wife — please” horizon line.