comics, essays, and more from an anxious, androgynous, aromantic, atheist asexual with adhd

Tagged: comedy

In the first panel, in shades of grey, the artist - a young woman with short hair wearing a purple shirt - holds a microphone. She appears to be standing in a spotlight in front of a curtain as she says, "If you're new here, you might be asking - what the hell is 'asexual?'"

March 19, 2021

Another Stand-Up Comic

I’m probably not getting a set at the Improv any time soon, but this material kills in my apartment.

In the first panel, in shades of grey, the artist - a young woman with short hair wearing a purple shirt - holds a microphone and appears to be standing in a spotlight in front of a curtain. She says, "When I first came out as asexual, I identified as 'romantic.'"

March 5, 2021

My Tight Ten

Sometimes, especially after binge-watching The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, I imagine a career in stand-up comedy.

See Something, Say Something, Do Something
A few years ago, when the world shut down and we all spent time getting more introspective than was strictly healthy, I started saving relatable anecdotes I found online to a Pinterest board. It wasn't long before I noticed the algorithm had picked up a theme. But surely, I argued to myself, it was just a coincidence that I found those tales of ADHD so relatable.
Would You, Could You, Eat a Dragon?
When food is the central love language that binds people together, what place is there for those of us who don’t want to be fed? If “eating is[…]the exclusive privilege of the living,” does that make me simply the walking dead? You can’t be a picky eater in the dungeon. Okay, but – hear me out – what if you are?
Matters of Representation (Because Representation Matters)
It's no small thing to see yourself positively reflected in something someone else has made. It's proof that you're not alone, that you're not broken, or wrong, or any of the other things we tell ourselves when we grow up and don't see a friendly face in society's mirror.