Tag: comedian

What a time. My eyelids can barely keep themselves up as I type this, so will keep it brief, but just wanted to write and say a huge WISH YOU WERE HERE! I adore travelling and luckily, it turns out, I love doing so by boat. Especially when said boat contains umpteen all-you-can-eat buffets, hot tubs and stops at delicious islands. Oh man. Even when I’ve hit the challenging parts (missing my family terribly, slight bouts of nausea, technical hitches with gigs), I’ve still reminded myself what an insane privilege it is to be paid to do this. Seriously. I…

What a week. I just got back from a super quick tour out west with the Young Guns of Comedy to Goondwindi, doing a gig for a conference of agronomists! I nearly died when I spotted my father-in-law in town (a wonderful, gentle soul who has never uttered a swear word from his lips apparently and who thus far, has never seen me onstage) and spent the next hour trying to talk myself out of a heart attack. He works in the agricultural field so it was not a stretch to think he might be there for the conference! I…

You know when you have an idea of the “that would be so cool if…” variety but then it just kinda disappears into the ether? Well, that’s kinda what happened last Woodford Folk Festival, when the fabulous Auslan interpreter Ruth Sullivan and I connected on (and off) the comedy stage. We had so much fun doing our thing together – I absolutely LOVE what interpreting brings to the performance, indeed you can read what Adam Hills wrote about it (far more eloquently than I) over here – that we floated off into the Woodford breeze, making exclamations about how cool…

Working, performing and eating cheese. Pretty much sums up today. AND…having a mild freak out upon going through my schedule for Adelaide Fringe Festival, which at the moment of me typing this, stands at 47 gigs in three and a bit weeks. FORTY-FREAKING-SEVEN. I think I’m gonna need some sort of protein supplement to get through this. Or at least somebody to hurl Gatorade down my throat at regular intervals. You’re with me, right? I’ll blog the entire adventure if you’ll occasionally throw me a cyber-cheer when needed. Cos I’ve no doubt I’m gonna collapse in a heap on more…