The Mannequin Room is one of Time Out Chicago’s Picks for the Chicago Improv Festival!
Hell yeah it is.
I think Jimmy Fallon sums up my feelings on this.
I’ve been watching a lot of Portlandia recently, and I feel very strongly that this is how my family talks about me when I’m not around.
The Fascinator is this Saturday at 7 PM! I’m so excited for this line-up! Christopher Scott, Abbi Jacobson, Shaun Diston and Chrissie Gruebel! They are lovely and hilarious and this show is going to be a great show so you better come! Yeah! Exclamed!
Make a reservation here! Bring your whole office! Paired with Pat Baer’s 404ing It!
Always thrilled to be paired with Katey’s show! All of her awesome, plus me and MC CHRIS for $5!!!
Not counting myself, this is a night of greatness.
Counting me, it is a night of greatness and a bit of me.
I couldn’t be more excited to be on the panel for Katey’s show.
So many of my favorite performers in one place! It’s gonna be so fun!
I get it. The fact that right now is the worst time to talk about gun control is almost the point, right? It’s fresh. It’s raw. We have to do it while the nation is reeling from tragedy and hope it makes people reconsider their core beliefs and chuck their guns. We need to hold on to the gravity of this event. We need to remember what it feels like to sit at our computers/TVs and cry all day because every single one of us is thinking about a kid they know and love right now. We can’t forget how horrible it feels to be helpless and be reminded so fucking painfully that our babies are growing up in a world where they can be shot—and kids who are old enough to understand have grown up in a world where they have no reasonable expectation of safety … anywhere. ANYWHERE.
But think for a second. Why wouldn’t five hours after a terrible tragedy be the right time? Because people are grieving. Do we want to point to grieving people—whose loss cannot be even be comprehended—and say “LOOK! SEE? This is why we’re right!”
I’m worried we’re making these people who just lost their children into immediate statistics we can use in our arguments against reckless idiots with assault rifles who maybe don’t even deserve to be argued with in the first place.
And I know. I KNOW. I want to lock and load my own assault rifles … of logic. I understand the impulse to start this talk—I want to have this talk, too! So much! And maybe having this conversation rightnow feels like a way to wrest control from a situation that made us all realize (yet again) how fucking powerless we are.
I fear a lack of humanity more than I fear any weapon. And this just feels … callous. No judgement implied or intended, this is just where I’m at and no one has the right to tell another person how to respond to something like this. But I fear the impulses that fast forward the process of feeling our feelings and move us right along into immediate action. And I hate feelings, but this is necessary.
I can’t get away from the thought that “act now, feel later” is exactly what guns represent. Act now, feel later. Shoot first, ask questions later. Fast and loud.
First, can we just talk about how sad and scared we are? More than a Facebook post or a tweet. Let’s really just stop for a minute and hold these families in our hearts even though it hurts so much. It’s just too much for each of us to do it alone. It’s too big for one person.
The gun control conversation can maybe definitely happen tomorrow.
I am in awe of people who can make their own fashions for so many reasons … but mostly it’s because I usually decide what I want to wear before I actually go shopping. Lots of times the clothes I want don’t exist, or they don’t exist they way I’ve imagined them and/or don’t cost $40 like I want them to. If I could just make clothes, this would no longer be an issue.
I have no idea how I got my degree in theater without ever learning how to use a sewing machine. I couldn’t even look at one without breaking it. I spent my required tech hours in the shop playing with the Sawzalls.
Luckily, I went to school with people like Cat who are awesome (generally as a human and also at being a designer!) I put my vintage dress in her hands because it’s been sitting around my apartment(s) for the past 4 years, not being worn. Classy!
And per usual, I’ll just be sitting around and playing with Sawzalls (what?) while other people do the important work.
You should hire Cat for basically everything because she is so talented. After this dress is done, I’m going to have her build me a vacation chalet.
This is Cat’s take on the process and her site, which you should stalk liberally.
I think maybe a tangential point of this is to just be prolific, whether you’re hitting a shitload of homeruns or free throws or just writing songs or whatever? I mean, when I see a bunch of numbers, my brain starts singing “Everybody Dance Now” and refuses to pay attention … but I think that’s kind of the gist. Rickey Henderson might have been thrown out 355 times, but he also made it a ton of times too—and when you add all that together, that’s a pretty reckless number of attempts.
If I put out 100 stories in my lifetime, maybe 3 of them will be really great (big maybe, but go with it). But what happens if I only write 3?
This post is more for me than it is for you.
That’s Numberwang? One of those sizes has to be shinty-six.