I felt a swell of pride as I executed the show exactly as I had practiced it so many times before. Afterwards, a wave of applause erupted from 1,500 adoring fans. I felt like I had finally made it.
It was my ballet recital, and I was six.
Continue reading “When Ballet and Comedy Collide”
On October 27th, during the fifth World Series game between the Houston Astros and the Washington Nationals, the Jumbotron in National Park showed a shot of President Donald Trump, his wife, and a group of GOP lawmakers who were attending the game. If you follow sports, or politics, or know anyone who does, you probably know what happened next: Nationals fans booed the president, also throwing in a cheer of, “Lock him up!” for good measure. Reading about it the next day, my reaction was a bemused chuckle.
But it didn’t end there.
Continue reading “I Was Saying “Boo-Urns””I first wrote this a couple years ago, and have now decided to throw it out there. She, the warrior princess known as Effexor XR, draws circles in my head now and then, and with everything going on these days, it’s damn hard for the effects to entirely disappear, including my sometimes desire to slip back into the world of anti-depressants. However, I am not going to do it. Meditation, yoga, exercise and a semblance of a decent diet (I had an egg on avocado toast for breakfast yesterday… followed up with blueberry pie for breakfast today) seem to be keeping me on an even keel these days. That being said…
Continue reading “How I told Effexor XR goodbye… and its cypher to Kiss My Ass”
Whenever a traumatic event happens in your life, it is natural to feel grief and pain. It would be crazy not to. Doctors have listed the five stages of grief as the natural process for anyone dealing with loss. Let’s go over them in detail.
Continue reading “The Five Stages Of Grief…”Welcome to the Friday Five, the brain child of Fancy Boys Club creator Brandon Andreasen. Each week, we will give four questions and a top five list for all the Fancy Boys contributors to tell stories and give horrible top five lists for.
This week, with the Emmys happening this Sunday, we’re focusing on the small screen. We asked our writers all kinds of questions about television. Here’s what we asked and what they answered.
Continue reading “Friday Five: September 20th Edition”
When there is breaking news about comedy, there are two guarantees.
The first is that it’s never good news. There is never an article about John Mulaney curing some disease or Sarah Silverman winning Le Mans. It’s only a story about controversy.
Knowing that, the second guarantee is that for a few days, my Facebook feed becomes fucking insufferable. Between hot takes, juicy bits, and other nonsense, every comedian wants to lob out some nugget for all of social media to socially mediate. I’m also totally guilty of this myself, so I apologize if I’ve made your timeline insufferable.
So, if you are a comedian or know a comedian, or know anyone that has watched a Netflix special or has an opinion about free speech, your timeline these past 24 hours has no doubt been filled with stories of Shane Gillis.
And I’m about to make it worse.
Continue reading “Apologies To Those Offended: My thoughts on Shane Gillis…”
Welcome to the Friday Five, the brain child of Fancy Boys Club creator Brandon Andreasen. Each week, we will give four questions and a top five list for all the Fancy Boys contributors to tell stories and give horrible top five lists for.
This week, in honor of us closing in on our first month as a website, we are doing this week on: Firsts.
Continue reading “Friday Five: September 13th Edition”
If you are involved with Chicago comedy, you’ve met Mike Wiley. You’ve seen him at a show or a mic. And you’ve most certainly remembered it.
Continue reading “Fancy Boys Chats With: Mike Wiley!”This weekend I made plans to do the dishes, laundry, check the mail and probably something else. Out of all four of those tasks I set out for myself to complete over the long weekend I somehow ended up at the beach.
Is the breadth of our reality merely an advanced computer simulation? This question may just sound like the plot to a shitty, over-romanticized Keanu Reeves movie, but the past five minutes I have spent reading the simulation theory page on Wikipedia seem pretty convincing.
The implications of this question should be obvious. If we are living in a simulated reality, it would mean that humanity is more insignificant than we could have possibly imagined. Every person you’ve loved, every moment you’ve cherished would have no more intrinsic value than a piece of lettuce in Burger Time.
However, if our reality is not just a construct built of ones and zeros, it would mean that was a real, living person I just ran over on the corner of Ashland and North Ave. His family would feel actual hurt and loss, and the police lights in my rearview mirror are bringing with them real, tangible consequences. Continue reading “Are We Living in a Simulation or Was That a Real Person I Hit with My Car?”
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