No, Fanlings and FatLurkers, I am not referring to my uptick in followers, although to jump from 7 to 11 in one week is very exciting! Boy howdy, was I ever sick yesterday! I thought I was just tired and achy from a comedy show the previous evening, but as the day wore on, I experienced chills, aches, sniffles and sneezes the likes of which I have not had since maybe the winter of 2009. Once I...
The Fatling Dialogues, Volume 1
The Fatling: Oh my god. I hate sexist comedy.
Adoring Husband: You mean...comedy?
"Confessions of a Juggler" by Tina Fey
Hey, Fanlings! Here’s the much-discussed Tina Fey essay from this month’s New Yorker in its entirety. Kudos to Lauren for transcribing it so that fans of female comedians who do not subscribe to snooty magazines can read it! myinnermonoblog: My daughter recently checked out a book from the preschool library called “My Working Mom.” It had a cartoon witch on the cover. “Did you...
Okay, I need to make this quick, because I’ve almost used up my allotted slacking off at work time. But there’s a new thing this year called The Comedy Awards. It’s produced by MTV, but it’s not actually airing on MTV for some reason? Perhaps because if viewers of Jersey Shore got a glimpse of actual scripted comedy, they would no longer watch Jersey Shore and thus MTV...
The Frenemy.: Real Talk. →
Hey! Her Fatness! Here’s another way you can harass me to try harder by comparing me to The Frenemy! Seriously, though, I’m up to nine followers and I’m so happy about that. I remember when I had ZERO followers. How far we’ve come. Way to go, everybodyA At this rate, the Fatolution will be here by 2050. But my guess is that Tumblr will have been supplanted by no...
What is shaking, Tumblr? The Fatling. The Fatling is shaking. It’s a very cold, very windy day and I also made the mistake of getting super drunk last night. My late 20s body is no longer equipped to bounce back and seize the day like it was during the binges of my youth, even if I sleep until 11 AM and spend my day reading space operas and going to Wendy’s. Hence, I am shaking...
Everything's Coming Up Fatling
I mean, sort of. I have a thrilling opportunity to produce a once-monthly sketch show at an established venue for one of the awesomest lady comedian/producers I’ve ever met. I have an audition this weekend for San Francisco’s best sketch troupe. And I am booked for a lot of shows this week, which is good. But it always seems like it’s never enough. This could really just...
At Her Fatness' Request
Okay, Fanlings and FanLurkers. Her Fatness has been getting on my case all freaking day, like, “Why don’t you have a Facebook follow like the Frenemy? Why aren’t you on Facebook like the Frenemy? How come you’re not the Frenemy?” Look, Your Fatness, I would LOVE to be the Frenemy and have thousands of followers and chi-chi internet interviews and the rest of my...
The Fatling Follows Up!
Word, Fanlings, word. I am now entering the jittery phase of my coffee experience. Right, THIS is why I stopped drinking it in the first place. I feel extremely energetic, but it feels like my brain is pinging around 3 feet above and behind me. Caffeine, caffeine, Lama Sabachthani! Anyway, Kristina, I was trying to leave a note or respond to you or whatever, but Tumblr hates me and it hates...
Just Another Fatling Friday
Oh, my scrumptious little Fanlings! How are you? No, really, how are you? I’m fine, although my cursor just disappeared for a few minutes, and that was extremely disconcerting. Without my cursor, I am nothing. Nothing! I’m not really sure what we’re discussing today, but I just drank a cup of coffee for the first time in weeks, so it seems prudent to attempt to capitalize...
When we complain about men raping, abusing, harassing, and refusing us our human...– Unknown (via littlelightx) (via punchandgetout) Do you not think that the problem might come from the very fact that you are angry at …us for complaining, rather than angry at your fellow boys and men for this enduring misogyny? Do you not think that the problem might come from the very fact that...
My New Fatlosophy
But enough about anorexics! Let’s get back to the The Fatling’s favorite subject: The Fatling! I have continued to be a non-smoker, lo, these past several weeks, except for one time when I kind of got wasted on Miller Lite and boy howdy, it wasn’t worth it. Because, oh, yeah, I’m drinking again a little bit, having found a strategem involving Excedrin Migraine that...
Pro-Ana or Not Pro-Ana?
Okay, Fanlings, I don’t quite know how this happened, but for some reason I am following/followed by some pro-anorexia (“pro-ana,” hereafter) bloggers, They were nice enough to follow me and so, being the polite Midwesterner I am, I followed back. That’s when I realized that these chicks were posting calorie counts, exercise regimens and “thinspiration” photos...
The family of a 24-year old Peace Corps volunteer from Atlanta, Kate Puzey, says...– Let it be known: The Fatling loves Sady Doyle. I actually don’t have time or space to write about this in detail. But yeah. This is what my e-mail inbox looks like. My whole thing? About being mean to dudes on the Internet? Is based on two things. The meaner and louder and more confrontational I...
Somewhere, There's A Place For Us
Oh, Fanlings, you know I only neglect you because I love you, right? And also because I am very busy working my Fatling ass off to make some $$$ so Adoring Husband and I can pay our taxes come April. As we all know, April, come she will…to hijack our disposable income. Look, Fanlings I have a lot going on right now. A lot. I’m working, I’m writing, I’m performing,...
Just kidding. I don’t believe in trigger warnings, Fanlings. Here’s why. There’s this pervasive attitude in American society that life should never include any suffering. If suffering occurs, every effort is made to sweep said suffering under the rug, never to be spoken of again. As a result, any reminder of past trauma can cause the sufferer to go into paroxysms of misery,...