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Behind the Seams: Improv, Airports, & the Elephant Man

Kate Sloan

April 1st, 2025

Here’s what I wore to have dinner at a Mexican restaurant and then attend a screening of David Lynch’s The Elephant Man at the Paradise Theatre with my mom. It’s a really beautiful film, quite eerie and affecting. It was being screened as part of a series about “freaks” as a trope. Themes of disability, ableism, and social ostracization were woven through many of the films in the series, this one being a prime example. It was so lovely to watch it in a room full of pious film nerds!

What I’m wearing:

• Orange tank top – Gap
• Red pencil skirt – American Apparel
• Black cashmere hoodie (barely visible) because movie theatres are always way too cold – gift from my parents-in-law
• Black tights
• Black leather Doc Martens
• Black wool coat – thrifted in 2007, originally from Fairweather
• Pink leather bag – Coach

April 17th, 2025

Kind of a silly one. I love being a Weird Outfit Girl. I wore this to go get a haircut. I keep wanting to go shorter and shorter with my hair lately. Just feels right, man!

What I’m wearing:

• Yellow modal tank top – Amazon Basics (I know, I know…)
• Red polka-dotted midi skirt – Forever 21, many years ago
• Black leather jacket covered in various pins – Danier Leather
• White heart-print socks – Gap
• Red/pink/blue custom Nike Air Force 1 sneakers
• Red leather Coach Willis bag – vintage
• “101 Kinky Things” snapback hat – custom-made by Printful
• Black prescription sunglasses – Zenni

April 22nd, 2025

This was my airport outfit for a birthday jaunt to New York. I had planned to wear jeans to the airport, but was having a reeeeal bad fibro flare-up and ended up having to swap them out for lounge pants right before leaving the house. But honestly, this look kinda rules, and makes me wonder if I should dip my toe into wide-leg jeans for the first time in literal decades… Hmm!

Shout-out to this blue polka-dotted backpack, which I bought at the Indigo bookstore in the Eaton Centre when I was a freshman in journalism school. I schlepped my books and laptop around in it for years, and it’s still serving me well for trips when I don’t want to bring a whole suitcase with me.

What I’m wearing:

• Navy and red tank top – technically a pajama shirt; a gift from my mom (along with matching patterned pants, which I don’t tend to wear outside as often, lol!)
• Blue cashmere cardigan – Gap
• Black wide-leg lounge pants – Ureshii, made-to-measure several years ago (they are soooo comfy and they have pockets!)
• Black leather Frye harness boots
• Blue polka-dotted backpack – Baggu via Indigo

April 27th, 2025

I received two pairs of the same gloves as a Christmas gift (from my very thoughtful parents and my very thoughtful parents-in-law, respectively), so I decided to return one pair for store credit… and ended up getting this denim jumpsuit instead. They had it in black too, but the navy was calling my name!

I really wasn’t sure I’d be able to pull off a look like this, since I’m typically way more femme-presenting – but I’ve felt amazingly powerful every time I’ve worn this jumpsuit! Case in point: On this night, I had a musical improv show with my class/troupe, performed well, and felt great!

What I’m wearing:

• Denim jumpsuit – Aritzia (sadly doesn’t seem to be available anymore; I hope they bring it back, because I might need the black version after all…)
• Custom Nike Air Force 1s
• Orange leather Coach satchel – vintage on eBay (usually my overnight bag these days when I go stay at my parents’ house after improv shows and classes; I think of it as my femme improvisor equivalent of a gym bag!)
• Black prescription sunglasses – Zenni

May 3rd, 2025

Here’s what I wore to attend my dad’s birthday dinner. I love an all-black look with a pop of brightness somewhere. “One does want a hint of color,” as Starrina might say!

What I’m wearing:

• Black wool sweater – gift from my dad I think?
• Black tank top underneath (unseen) – Museum of Sex gift shop
• Black jeans – Madewell
• Pink/purple/turquoise vintage silk scarf worn as a belt for some reason
• Black leather Converse Chuck Taylor sneakers
• Pink leather Coach bag
• Black leather jacket – Danier

May 4th, 2025

Another improv show night! I tend to dress more casual and androgynous for improv shows than is my typical style, because that’s sort of the norm in those spaces, not to mention it’s often more practical when you’re running around on stage. That being said, I do like incorporating little touches of femme flair here and there – like a teensy bit of midriff under a crop top, or my ever-present red lip, which gives me superpowers, I swear.

The show went great! Here’s a solo song I improvised, and a silly Hoedown verse about morticians.

What I’m wearing:

• Blue “brami” shirt (as in, camisole with a built-in bra) – Gap
• Navy high-waisted skinny jeans – J. Crew
• Black leather Converse Chuck Taylor sneakers
• Black fleece-lined hoodie (in 2nd picture only) – American Apparel
• Black/grey/blue Coach Willis bag – gift from my love

May 8th, 2025

A friend offered me a last-minute ticket to go see Dinosaur Improv, a visiting troupe featuring such comedy powerhouses as Lisa Gilroy, Jason Mantzoukas, Paul Scheer, and more. I threw on this vaguely Daria-inspired outfit and walked down to the Second City. The show was incredible; I laughed my face off with my pals, and felt inspired with regards to my own improv, too.

What I’m wearing:

• Sex T-Rex shirt – bought from Sex T-Rex themselves (they’re an improv troupe) at the Bad Dog Theatre; I cut the neckline off and made some other minor alterations
• Green/blue/black plaid leggings – Torrid
• Black leather Doc Martens
• Black leather jacket – Danier
• Pink leather Coach bag
• Pink leather heart earrings – Unicorn Collaborators

May 11th, 2025

Aaaand it’s another improv show outfit! My mom recently suggested that I go through the closet in my room at her house, to see if there were any old clothes from my teens/twenties that I might want to bust out again for improv shows. That’s where I found this shirt, and it really did work well on stage, I think! It’s eye-catching without being obnoxious, and makes me feel super confident.

This show went well too – I did a boy band song about butter and a blues verse about wishing I could take my mom to the Greek islands, among other things!

What I’m wearing:

• Multicolored floral-print crop top – American Apparel many years ago
• Black skinny jeans – Gap
• Black leather belt – Gap
• Black leather Converse Chuck Taylor sneakers
• Red heart-shaped prescription glasses – Zenni

Come See Me Do Musical Improv In-Person In Toronto!

Kate Sloan

“What is musical improv, exactly?”

A number of friends have asked me this question over the past few months, as I’ve worked my way through the beginner and advanced musical improv classes at Comedy Bar here in Toronto.

I’m always glad they asked, because I’ve been obsessed with this art form for years, even before I gathered the guts to get involved in it myself. I could yap about it for hours.

our ask-for was “a room in the house”

the suggestion we got was “mud room”

I was given the song title “It’s Too Mud-Roomy”

I sang a soulful solo about divorce and muddy boots 😂

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— Kate Sloan (she/her) (@katesloan.com) April 4, 2025 at 11:43 AM

When they ask about it, I explain to them that this type of musical improv (as opposed to, say, instrumental jazz improv) involves singing songs you make up on the spot, with the help of a musical director who’s playing the piano. Often it’s shortform games you might’ve seen on old episodes of Whose Line Is It Anyway, like Hoedown or Irish Drinking Song, in which you make up lyrics as a group to a pre-existing melody.

But other times, we make up the lyrics and the melody simultaneously, and – to quote the musical improvisor Zach Reino – “if that sounds terrifying… thank you!”

It is terrifying, but that’s part of why I love it. You’re surfing the razor’s edge of adrenaline at all times, always trying to land that next line, that next rhyme. And because improv is based on the momentary impulses of our strange brains, sometimes it goes to some zany places.

yay, I can upload longer videos here now, so I can share this:

my solo song from my musical improv show earlier this week!

the suggestion I got was “THE VERY LAST PIZZA”

this show was completely wild for me because I wasn’t nervous at all, which I’m pretty sure has never happened to me in my LIFE

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— Kate Sloan (she/her) (@katesloan.com) March 12, 2025 at 11:03 AM

All this to say, darlings, that this semester I’ve been bumped up to the ‘pro’ musical improv class, and we’re doing a bunch of shows!! And you’re invited, assuming you’re in/near Toronto or can get here!

My class and I will be performing in 8 weekly shows at Comedy Bar’s Danforth location. You can buy tickets at this link for whichever performance(s) you’d like to attend. I’m gonna be in these ones:

  • Sunday, April 27th at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, May 4th at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, May 11th at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, May 18th at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, May 25th at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, June 1st at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, June 8th at 7:30 p.m.
  • Sunday, June 15th at 7:30 p.m.

Incidentally, each of these shows ends with a musical ‘improv jam’ where you can (optionally!) put your name in a hat and get called up to do impromptu improv with a bunch of other cool comedy nerds, myself likely included (depending on post-show energy levels). So if you enjoy the show and it gets you curious about trying musical improv yourself, you can give it a shot immediately, with supportive folks – including (I think) our ultra-talented musical director Jacob Ollivier on the keys!

if I may tempt you further, here is a brief clip from my last musical improv show, of me improvising a blues verse about spaceships & Jeff Bezos 🚀

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— Kate Sloan (she/her) (@katesloan.com) March 4, 2025 at 5:31 PM

It’s so exciting to be doing so much improv performance again; prior to this latest stint, I hadn’t really done improv since high school (which was 14 years ago!!), and getting back into it has reminded me that laughter and joy are more important now than ever… and that when you force yourself to do fun-scary things, it gets easier to do hard-scary things, too.

Hope to see you at Comedy Bar for some unhinged, off-the-cuff musical fun 😘

Behind the Seams: What Does a Queer Femme Wear to Improv Classes & Shows?

Kate Sloan

Over the past 5 months or so, I’ve been getting back into improv, for the first time since high school. (I’m 32, so high school was a while ago now!)

Yep – after literal years of saying I wanted to do so, I’m taking improv classes again. Specifically, musical improv. Making up songs, live on stage, in front of people. Yes, it is as terrifying as it sounds!! And yet it also feels like exactly what I need right now: a place where I go every week to have fun, try stuff out, play. (And it sure helps that my teachers and fellow classmates have been incredible, too.)

I knew I found the improv part intimidating, but until my first day of class, I didn’t realize quite how intimidating a task it was to get dressed for improv. A lot of my super-weirdo queer-femme wardrobe just isn’t suitable for it at all, for reasons I’ll get into this post, as I tell you my 4 rules for improv-wear, which I’ve learned from coaches, teachers, and plain ol’ experience over the years.

For example, the image above is a good demonstration of Rule #1: Solid colors are best.

Have you ever been to a show where one of the performers was wearing an undeniably distinctive shirt – maybe it featured a band’s name, a rude slogan, or a cartoon animal – and you found yourself unable to fully focus on anything else, because the shirt was so distracting? Yeah, that’s really not ideal for improv. You want the audience focused on what you’re saying (or singing!), not what you’re wearing. Even your fellow improvisors can get distracted by what you’re wearing, and it can influence the scenes you end up doing – so to avoid all that, I try to wear clothes with no visible logos/slogans or wild patterns. Just basic solid colors. (Even if they happen to be hot pink.)

What I’m wearing:

• Pink knit hat – Only
• Blue cashmere cardigan – Gap
• Pink modal tank top – Old Navy
• Jeans – Everlane (they will appear again in this post, because, as mentioned, I am a femme and don’t own very many pairs of pants, period 😂)
• Pink leather Doc Martens
• Little pink leather bag – Coach (gift from my wife)

I took this latest round of classes during a bitterly cold Canadian winter, so I became extra aware of the importance of Rule #2: Dress comfortably.

In improv, you’re making split-second decisions based on the most fleeting of impulses. Losing your train of thought mid-sentence (or mid-song) makes you look bad, makes your scene partners look bad, and makes the audience doubt you as a performer – so you gotta wear clothes that aren’t going to distract you in any way.

That means: Nothing itchy, nothing too restrictive, no dangly earrings, nothing where straps might fall down or buttons might burst open, nothing that you think you look bad in… and nothing that fucks with your body temperature to a distracting degree. In my case, we were practicing and performing in spaces that were kept pretty cold – so I wore a sweater and a beanie to class practically every single week, because it sucks to try to sing when your teeth are chattering!

What I’m wearing:

• Green knit beanie – Only
• Blue cashmere sweater – J. Crew
• Jeans – Everlane
• Black leather Doc Martens

Here’s what I wore to my showcase show for the beginner musical improv class, back in December. I was so nervous I thought I might collapse on stage!! (I didn’t.) But you know what I wasn’t nervous about? Slipping and falling. And that’s because I followed Rule #3: Wear footwear you can be agile in.

Don’t get me wrong; there are femme improvisors out there who perform in heels. I’ve seen some of them do it, and I admire the fuck out of their otherworldly tenacity. But for the rest of us mere mortals, if we’re gonna be scramblin’ around the stage, we need to wear shoes made for scramblin’.

You’ll notice, for instance, that in all of these photos, I am wearing either Doc Martens or Converse sneakers. They have grippy bottoms (ooh, great name for a gay bar if you need one!) so I know I won’t slide around on stage. They’re also comfortable enough that I can stand in them for at least a couple of hours without my feet hurting too badly.

What I’m wearing:

• White T-shirt – gift
• Black dress – from when I dressed as Bettie Page for Halloween a few years ago
• Black leggings – H&M
• Black leather Converse Chuck Taylor sneakers
• Apple Watch w/ Hermès band

These pictures are more recent and are from my latest showcase, with the advanced class. (I sang about murderous mountains and the very last pizza, among other things.) The smiley one was taken on stage, right before my first-ever solo musically improvised song. I wasn’t even nervous! Wild stuff! Improv classes are magic!

As I got dressed for this show, I thought about a time when my high school improv coach told us we weren’t allowed to wear skirts or dresses. One of the other queer femmes on the team (there were a lot of us) piped up: “Why not?” Our coach shook his head slowly and said, “I’ve seen some shit.”

No doubt he had. Improv can take you to some weird places, and I’ve definitely seen the occasional errant buttcrack or panty-flash in certain physically active scenes, which is why I believe staunchly in Rule #4: Protect against wardrobe malfunctions.

This is a sex-positive blog, so let me be clear that I have no issue with nudity, or with bodies themselves – if you’re doing an improv set at a swingers’ club or on a nude beach, by all means, wear clothing that will spill off of you at the slightest provocation, or none at all! But most improvisors will want to avoid these sorts of slippages; they are potentially embarrassing, could make the audience feel weird, and are (at the very least) distracting as hell for audience and performers alike. It’s for this reason that I never wear just a dress or skirt to an improv class or show – in this case I wore leggings and a long-sleeved shirt under my dress, and in the summertime I might instead wear a plain bralette and some bike shorts underneath. I really don’t want to be thinking about my tits when I’m improvising, thanks.

What I’m wearing:

• Black long-sleeved shirt – gift from my mama
• Blue floral-print wrap dress – Tommy Bahama; gift from my spouse (originally purchased to wear to her birthday party last December)
• Black leggings – American Eagle
• Black leather Doc Martens
• Yellow bag – Kate Spade

Any other improv people wanna weigh in on femme-improvisor attire in the comments? I’m considering getting a pair of denim overalls next…

12 Days of Girly Juice 2022: 4 Fun Events

Kate Sloan
A staircase at the Lovehoney media dinner

As with any pandemic-burdened year, I didn’t get to go to as many events in 2022 as I would’ve preferred… but that meant that the ones I did go to were all the more special, because I was much more selective about events I considered worth attending. Here are 4 of the most memorable and remarkable events I went to this year.

 

Raaaatscraps

Once upon a time, there was an improv show called ASSSSCAT. It began in the 1990s and featured an all-star team of improvisors, including Amy Poehler (pre-SNL fame). The format was simple: a guest monologist, usually a professionally funny person like a TV writer or a character actor, tells an off-the-cuff, true story from their life inspired by an audience suggestion, and then a cast of improvisors does a longform improv set based on that story. This continued for over 20 years; the cast and crew shifted over time, but the core of the show – and its rabid audience – stayed consistent.

When the theatre at which ASSSSCAT was performed, the UCB NYC, had to shut down during the pandemic, the cast wasn’t ready to say goodbye. And so Raaaatscraps was born: the spiritual sequel to ASSSSCAT, transported to a different venue (Caveat, a cabaret/comedy theatre in the East Village) and performed every Sunday night.

My now-spouse took me to an ASSSSCAT show on our 2nd date, way back in January 2018, and it was one of the many things that made me fall in love with them. I’d grown up watching and doing a lot of improv, and still to this day it’s one of my favorite art forms; it fascinates me and informs my worldview and even my spirituality. So it felt refreshing and affirming to have a partner who understood that on a deep level and felt that way about it too.

Ever since Raaaatscraps started up, I’ve gone in-person whenever possible, but mostly have watched it via livestream every week, since I’m not usually in New York. It’s cute to see my spouse sitting in the front row while I’m watching from my apartment in Toronto, especially when we laugh at all the same jokes! The rotating cast is wildly talented and their improv is frequently incisive, absurdist, thought-provoking – and always hilarious. Some people go to church on Sundays; I go to Raaaatscraps, and I’m a better person for it. I don’t know how else to describe it except that you should watch it!

 

Jes Tom + Tessa Skara Present: Corporate Pride

Pandemic notwithstanding, it’s been several years since I had the energy and inclination to actually attend Pride events. They used to be a vital annual way that I reconnected with my local queer community as a whole and felt a sense of belonging that everyday life didn’t always allow for – but somehow that fell by the wayside, maybe after I fainted from overheating in a throng of people in the gayborhood one year, or maybe after I kept running into exes and then literally running away from them, who knows.

Anyway, it was healing and lovely to attend an actual Pride event this year, albeit not an “official” one. This comedy show’s bill was packed full of queer and trans comedians, telling jokes, performing songs, improvising and dancing. My partner and I sat in the front row and roared with laughter all night long, discovering many new fave performers along the way. We had fake cash shot at us from a money gun, applauded one performer as they announced their new-ish pronouns, laughed and cried and celebrated. It was exactly the queer communion I needed.

 

Into the Woods on Broadway

Into the Woods has been my favorite musical since I was a kid, when my mom or my aunt (not sure which) showed me a fuzzy pro-shot VHS of the original cast performing the show. Over the years, I’ve seen it wherever I could, and have always found it interesting to see how different theatre companies handle it. It’s a story that intertwines several classic fairy tales – Jack & the Beanstalk, Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood, etc. – and like those tales, Into the Woods itself can be interpreted and reinterpreted in countless different ways.

My partner was able to score us a couple of tickets for the current Broadway production, and I loved it. Of particular note to me was Gavin Creel as Cinderella’s Prince (he is hilarious), Cole Thompson as Jack (incredibly moving), and Kennedy Kanagawa puppeteering Jack’s cow, Milky White, in a way that felt mournful and touching. It’s wild to see a show you know like the back of your hand, presented in a way that feels both classic and respectful to the text, and new and fresh, all at the same time.

It was also very emotional for me to see a Stephen Sondheim show relatively soon after his death in November 2021. He was one of the great geniuses of our time and I’m so glad I got to live at the same time as him for a while, as cheesy as that may sound.

 

Lovehoney media dinner

I’ve been invited to a lot of press events in my time and many of them have been somewhat uninspired, if nonetheless luxurious: an open bar, a goodie bag, a brief talk from the company’s education rep, and that’s it. But the Lovehoney press dinner I was invited to in October was quite different.

In addition to letting us take whatever products we wanted from their current lineup and providing education about those products, the company had also put together a menu of custom cocktails, served oysters on ice, and – most incredibly of all – hired the chef and team at Patois to serve us an 8-course meal inspired by sexuality and sensuality. The whole affair made me feel very fancy and respected as a journalist, and I also got to chat with lots of fascinating folks from my industry, something I don’t often get a chance to do.

I went home in an Uber paid for by the company, carrying a huge bag of sex toys and a takeout box of beef brisket, rice and peas cooked in delicious spices. There are times when my job feels grueling and thankless – like when I’m hunched over a Google Doc, enumerating the virtues of clitoral vibrators for the 8th time that week – but then I’m invited to events like this, and I remember how glamorous my line of work actually is, and how grateful I feel to be in it.

 

What were your favorite events – online or off – that you attended this year?

12 Days of Girly Juice 2020: 4 Fun Events

Kate Sloan
Wow. Remember crowds?

While plotting this blog series, I considered swapping out this list of my fave events of the year for something more… timely. After all, as far as in-person events go, we’ve seen better years, to say the least. But as far as virtual events go? This was very probably the best year on record.

So here are the 4 events that stuck out most in my mind this year – some in-person, some virtual. I’m immensely grateful to everyone involved in making each of these happen, because this year needed a whole lot of brightening and they managed to brighten it.

(I’m not going to write about my wedding here, by the way… not because it wasn’t one of my favorite events of the year, but because that feels like a cop-out!)

Get On Your Knees

How could I have known what comedian Jacqueline Novak‘s one-woman show Get On Your Knees would be like? All I knew about it was that she was funny and well-reviewed, and that the show was about blowjobs. There are so many different ways a person can talk about blowjobs – I should know – so I wasn’t sure what to expect.

What ensued was a meandering and deeply personal show-long monologue about Jacqueline’s formative fellatio experiences. Her fears, her insecurities, her failures – and also her triumphs, her joys, her successes. She stalked around the stage, mic in hand, ranting about scrotal skin, vulva shame, and the inability to turn off her racing thoughts while giving head. Each and every observation felt fresh, relatable, and outrageously funny.

Part of the reason I do what I do here at Girly Juice is that women have traditionally been discouraged from talking openly about their sex lives – especially if they enjoy sex, especially if they’re critical of the men they have sex with, and especially if the types of sex they prefer to have are considered non-standard. To see a successful female comedian speaking frankly about sex on stage – in a manner both vulnerable and hilarious – reinvigorated my courage and drive to do what I do. I’m so happy Jacqueline’s show got the critical acclaim it deserved, and I know she’s changed the comedy landscape for the better.

The Beaches & Goodbye Honolulu at the Danforth Music Hall

Remember February? Ahh, ignorance was truly bliss.

On February 28th, I flew home from a weeks-long stretch in New York. The reason I’d picked that day was that on February 29th, I had a ticket to go see my brother’s band open for the Beaches. All I knew about the Beaches, going into this show, was that Max’s band had toured with them before, knew them pretty well, and respected them a lot. I knew they were an all-girl group, and some internalized misogyny led me to assume that they wouldn’t rock as hard as Goodbye Honolulu does. Well, I was very wrong.

Sitting in the cushy balcony of the legendary Danforth Music Hall with my parents, I had a quasi-religious experience at that show. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, at least not for the bands; they played their guitars and drums and basses, sang and screamed into their mics, strutted around the stage in hot outfits. But it had been a while since I’d been to a proper rock show, and I felt high even though the only “substance” I’d consumed was a beer from the bar downstairs. I was completely captivated by these bands – first the boys, and then the girls – their talent, their drive, their intensity.

Afterward, I walked out onto the snowy street, dazed and cleansed. I didn’t know, at the time, that this would be the last music show I’d go to in-person for a very long while. But knowing what I know now, I couldn’t have picked a better last hurrah before lockdown.

Abolish Police in Canada teach-in

It had been a few years since I’d been to a political rally, so attending an No Pride in Policing teach-in/rally at Nathan Phillips Square in late June was powerful.

Black and Indigenous activists spoke, read poetry, sang, and played music – some from afar via Zoom, some right in front of us – about the harm police have caused to their communities, and the structural changes that need to be made. mb and I sat on the pavement, surrounded by hundreds of other (mostly masked and socially-distanced) rapt onlookers, and listened, clapped, and cheered.

The opposition to the event, while expected, was still disheartening. Police on bikes swarmed the perimeter; racist anti-maskers sprayed droplets with their enraged screams. But people attending the event, either as performers or onlookers, dealt with these threats in peaceful and purposeful ways, usually just blocking the opposition’s path to the stage so they couldn’t disrupt the proceedings further.

Since it happened around the same time Pride usually does, and was put on by the No Pride in Policing coalition, this was decidedly a queer community event. It felt so amazing to gather with other queers in service of a vitally important goal – defunding the police and redistributing their budget to other, more worthy causes – during Pride month, a time that’s always been political for us. The work being done by Black Lives Matter Canada (not to mention the organization’s other chapters worldwide) is absolutely phenomenal; I only hope that privileged policymakers start actually listening to them sometime soon.

Theatresports Online

The Bad Dog Theatre has been one of my favorite places for over 14 years. Unfortunately, now, it’s no longer so much a place as a community – both because the pandemic has prevented in-person gatherings, and because the pandemic has caused the Bad Dog to have to give up its physical space for the time being. They’re looking for a new one, but until then, we still have online shows to look forward to.

The programming put on by the Bad Dog this year made every week feel about 15% more bearable for me. Whether their improvisors were performing impromptu plays about love and sex, playing Dungeons & Dragons over Zoom, or interviewing fake “experts” about their fake books, they made me laugh so hard I cried every time I tuned into their YouTube channel.

Theatresports is the Bad Dog’s flagship improv show. I think the first time I ever saw an improv show in my life (that wasn’t an episode of Whose Line Is It Anyway), it was a Theatresports show. It’s a competitive shortform show where two teams go head-to-head to see who can create the funniest scenes and games. In its online form this year, it was hosted every week by Tom Hearn, a vivacious beacon of brightness forever wearing elaborate drag makeup and randomly breaking into song between scenes.

Every time I had a hard week, whether related to pandemic stress, work stress, family stress, or literally anything else, I always knew I could sit down in front of the TV on Thursday night and the Bad Dog crew would keep me company and crack me up. They helped get me through this hell year, and I know I’m not the only one they helped in that way. I can never thank them enough for the laughs they served up in 2020.

 

What events made you happy this year?