Usually the idea of creating new material while touring feels a bit … high-pressure? Over-achieving? Hell, I’m banging this out over the shitty wi-fi on the last possible ferry to get from Victoria to Vancouver in time for my tech rehearsal this morning, with no... View More
Shot glasses are actually a little too sophisticated for what we were doing.
Today we drank. Normally Bilingual Papi wants to eat, just chow down on fruit from my cunt or German chocolate cake from my ass, but today, he wants to... View More
I started out tonight feeling good about myself, but now I just feel ashamed and like I need to sit on a mountain top for 20 years... View More
WHEN: 3 hours (7:30-10:30pm), August 16, 2016. WHERE: Next to The Next Act bar, near Edmonton Fringe, Edmonton. OUTPUT: three full-length pieces, including a hardcore prelude to a pegging and a soft- to medium-core campsite cuddle about to become some cowgirl action against a fallen tree.
I had been scouting the... View More
Last night in Edmonton, my Fringe friend was admiring the constellation of buttons that spreads like a neon-colored Milky Way across the ceiling of the Deerinator. She was able to identify a few of them, and I pointed out others that were more obscure. I... View More
He doesn’t let me into his life, not even in a bullshit, made-up sort of way. When I ask him what he’s been up to since we last talked, he always says, “nothing much, just working.” Which, fair enough. That’s what a lot of people... View More
"This girl wanted to fuck me w/ a carrot, so I said sure, & we microwaved it so it wouldn't be chilly, but then it was just hot and flac(c)id. It wasn't a good root."... View More
This is me before the storm of Winnipeg hit. (photos by Heather Witherden)
I’m in the middle of my first Canadian Fringe tour in years. I pulled through the Valley of Despair (Winnipeg), and finally broke through the fog with a glowing... View More
Suggesting that you use one of these for support during your sexual endeavor is particularly foolhardy.
I appreciate the civic-mindedness of sex-tip writers. Surely it is for the benefit of their readers’ sex lives, and not to pad their weekly column spot,... View More
See how much I hate flyering? Oh, god, how tortured I look.
I stayed up late last night prepping for my Street Promo 101 workshop here in Calgary, basically just re-reading my e-booklet by the same name and making notes for what... View More