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Jill Anderson (Laff Tent, Las Vegas, 2007):

Thanks for having me everyone, it’s great to be here in Las Vegas!  I love this town!  Anyone here from Boston?  Yeah, I live in Boston.  There’s some terrible neighborhoods in Boston.  I was walking down the street in my neighborhood the other day when suddenly this homeless guy jumped out of nowhere and got all in my face.  He’s got this Bible and he’s literally thumping it right at me.  

               Seriously though, I feel like my life has new meaning ever since I became a mom.  I just love my new baby so much and I’m so happy and fulfilled by taking care of her.  Children are so amazing.  Even just giving birth was this incredible experience for me.  It was completely life-changing, you know?  It’s like, before I had a child, I really had no understanding of the enduring power of love.  Bringing new life into the world is just really the most inspiring and worthwhile thing I have ever done.

                You’ve been a great audience, thank you so much! 

 

Myra Briggs (Chuckle Hut, NYC, 2009):  

Hello New York!  I love it here.  Seriously, such a great place.  But you know what I don’t love?  Your f*#&ing airports—am I right?  It doesn’t matter where you fly into; NYC airports are absolutely the worst.

You know what I do love though?  Shopping!  Especially for shoes. It’s funny, I already have a lot of shoes–I mean, a LOT of shoes, all different kinds– but sometimes when I’m getting dressed up to go out with my girlfriends, it’s like I still feel like I have barely ANY options as far as shoes to wear.  You know what I mean?  And shoe-shopping cheers me up like nothing else.  When I’m having a bad day, sometimes I head over to DSW and just browse the shoes for an hour.  Even if I don’t buy any, it really turns my whole mood around.

              Wow, you guys are the best!  Thanks for coming out tonight!

 

Gwen Daughtry (Bedford Grill, Chicago, 2010):

            So the other day my husband and I went out to dinner, and we were at this French restaurant we’d never been to before– and the menu was completely unpronounceable!  It made me feel like an idiot!  I didn’t know what any of the dishes were, so when the waiter got there I just pointed at one and nodded, like I knew what I was talking about.  

            Also, I have to ask, can anyone here recommend a good moisturizer?  One that’s really light– I have oily skin– but also that lasts all day?  They stopped making the one I’d been using for years, and it’s been pretty rough experimenting with new brands, you know?  I’d much rather try out something that’s been suggested to me.  My problem is, my forehead and nose get really oily, but my cheeks are always so dry!  Also, I’ve heard that as you age, certain types of moisturizer– mostly tinted– just kind of sink into the wrinkles on your face and make you look older.  That’s why I’ve always tried to stay away from tinted moisturizer.

            You guys have been great!  Thank you so much!

 

Karen Marble (Tuney McGee’s, Ft. Worth, 2012):

            So lately I’ve been on this diet, and it’s really cramping my style—by which I mean, my ability to subsist on straight Burger King three meals a day.  We’ve all been there, right?  You guys know what I’m talking about?

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            Thanks, everyone!  You’re all fabulous!  Good night!


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-Mothered in Miami

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Dear Spambot,
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I was watching something on Hulu the other day when –Bam!- there was Amy Sedaris, in a commercial for Downy detergent, and my heart shrunk three sizes.  I’m a big fan of Amy Sedaris—I think she’s a great entertainer and she appears to have an extremely interesting and quirky way of looking at life.  I love her books (I Like You, about cooking and entertaining, and Simple Times, the crafting book) I also love her brother David and all of his books.  Before this commercial, the Sedarises (Sedarii?) could do no wrong in my eyes.  But suddenly and irrevocably, that changed in the 30 seconds it took Amy to describe how great some new Downy detergent product was.

Granted, I understand that money is money.  It feels a little unfair for me to judge Amy Sedaris for being in commercials when I don’t really know anything about why she decided to do them.  Possibly her second book isn’t doing so well.  Maybe other offers have dried up.  Perhaps she’s just doing what she’s gotta do to keep her rabbits in alfalfa?

But googling this commercial led me to a couple of shocking discoveries.  Not only had Amy Sedaris done this commercial (which everyone else writing about it called ‘kooky’ and ‘hilarious’ rather than ‘demoralizing’ and ‘a depressing reminder that everyone has a price’) but she had also done commercials for Target and another company.

Not only that, so had comedian Maria Bamford!  This felt like the last straw.  I’m not saying that if Tide offered me a million bucks, I wouldn’t roll over and sell out with the best of them.  Hell yeah, I use Tide.  I love Tide!  Now pay me!  But the thing is, me personally—I happen to be hard up for cash.  Amy Sedaris and Maria Bamford are both relatively successful comedians.  Maybe they’re not millionaires, but it’s also unlikely that these commercials are the big breaks they’ve been dreaming of.  After all, if an enormous, nationally recognized brand wants you for their commercial, aren’t you automatically going to be a big enough star that you probably aren’t desperate for the money?

So, is it really selling out to do commercials like these?  All things considered, is it really as disreputable as I’m painting it out to be?  I suppose ultimately that’s up to the viewers.  The people watching these commercials will likely end up drawing their own conclusions.  In my opinion, it’s a hugely disappointing travesty.  But many others may say, ‘Hell yes!  Go for it!  Go where the money is, and godspeed you adorable quirky women!  Now, off to the store to buy whatever you’re shilling.’

This also bothers me—the fact that it is apparently no longer considered embarrassing to do commercials like these.  Celebrities appear to have a free pass today.  They can shill for whatever brands and corporations they please, as long as the commercials they do appear in cast them in a humorous, self-effacing light.  It used to be that actors and actresses were somewhat ashamed to be in commercials for products, so they’d go overseas where there would be less press for appearing in ads.  But now, nobody cares.  Michael Ian Black is hawking eBay.  Mike Rowe plugs Toyota.  There’s no longer any shame in advertising such things.  I’m just apparently feeling shame for them, and that’s just sad.

What am I going to do?  Refuse to buy Downy Unstopables (sic) because they put Amy Sedaris in a commercial?  I LIKE that they wanted to use her for advertising because they realized how awesome she was.  I like that the money is going to her rather than some talking head.  And yet—I hate it!  I hate that Sedaris named her price and Downy paid it.  It’s a strange paradox.

It comes down to this:  Amy Sedaris has spent years crafting and promoting her public image through skits, standup comedy, books, and television shows.  Her unique persona is arguably the most important thing she has.  It’s what makes her stand out from the masses of people in the world and in advertising who are not Amy Sedaris.  And Downy saw this, and cleverly co-opted it.  During a 30-second commercial, Amy Sedaris associated this public image she has built with a huge corporate detergent brand.  No matter what, I along with many other fans, will likely always make this connection from now on—this may help Downy, but it doesn’t help Amy.  I guess what I’m saying is, whatever they paid her, it was not enough.


Here’s a link to an article I wrote for a lovely audio transcription site.   And yes, I did manage to reference Snoop Dogg’s Comedy Central Roast of Donald Trump in an article about keynote speeches.

Want me to write something for you?  I totally will!  Just email me.*

*And pay me.


I had a piece published on Jezebel this week as well!  I read Jezebel every day so I was thrilled to see my work up there.


In honor of my upcoming Bard reunion, here’s a post about high-school reunions, which are like college reunions, except 6000 times worse!  Link to the full discourse, courtesy of The Perpetual Post, is here.

 

My ten-year high school reunion is around the corner, and my feeling is, either I’m showing up with Hugh Jackman on one arm, pushing a stroller full of nonuplets with the other, or I’m not showing up at all.

A high school reunion is no time for subtlety. Trust me, nobody wants to hear about your new springer spaniel puppy or your job in publishing. They want to see whether you got fat or divorced or developed a nervous tic. They want to hear if you’ve saddled yourself with a whiny loser or had any kids, and if those kids are fat. They want to casually pretend not to recognize you, to show that they’re too cool to bother remembering once knowing you. Ninth grade habits die hard. Maybe things will be different in another ten years when you all feel like failures, but right now it’s still too soon. Your only defense against this kind of behavior is a good offense, and you only get one chance to make a dynamite first impression—to achieve that sweet moment of redemption that somehow erases an entire freshman year spent pretending that you had no friends on purpose. You better make it good.

But wait, put the monocle down, sparky. Don’t bother going if you’re going to look like you’re trying. You cannot walk back into the gym reeking of desperation. If you’re busy whiting out the word ‘Assistant’ on your business cards or thinking up ways to make it sound like you moved back in with your parents because they missed you, stay the hell home, and I’ll tell you why: Above all, the name of the game is to keep those bitches guessing, and sometimes, putting in a non-appearance is the flashiest way to do that. In the back of their minds, those people I spent four years love-hating are bound to have a brief moment of wondering, “Huh, and where is Molly? I was looking forward to pretending not to recognize her.”

Is she sitting at home watching The Wedding Date and eating raw Pillsbury Crescent Rolls from the can? Or out partying topless on the French Riviera with Kate Moss? Maybe I’m home polishing my Nobel Peace Prize or at a cocktail party chatting with Tom Wolfe and wearing a 24 karat gold pantsuit. No one really knows. And nobody really wins, either, but I also don’t have to nod with a frozen smile on my face as my former classmate tells me she just got back from spending the year in Machu Picchu, “just hanging out”. I don’t have to congratulate girls who used to make fun of my thrift store clothes for passing the Bar exam, or having babies, or headlining the World Organization Committee on Agricultural Transportation Banking Summit. So actually, someone does win: Me. Take that, Class of 1999!


I’ve got a piece up on The Rumpus today, for their Funny Women column!

I love The Rumpus and I’m so psyched.


I’ve got another piece up on the Barnes & Noble Review’s Grin & Tonic section this morning!  Who says romance is dead?