I’m thinking of creating a coffee table book called “The Last Word.”It would be filled with beautiful stock photos of couples holding hands, a playful snowball fight, canoodling on the beach—you know, couples in love. Over the images, you’ll see calligraphy of the last text you sent someone …

When I was 17, my best friend’s family invited me on their vacation to Italy.

Eleven is a tricky age.

I worried a lot as a kid. Although outgoing, I quit after school activities for fear my mom would forget to pick me up. I ended every conversation with my dad by saying, “Wear your seatbelt.” 

I’ve always been late to the game and in the spring of 2004, it showed.

I turn 40 this month, and the universe gave me the best birthday present. I was gifted with AOA. My apologies if you’re not familiar. AOA stands for Adult Onset Acne: The gift every woman is praying for at night.

Before I started doing comedy, I’d get really upset after bad dates. I only had myself to blame. I’d project a lot on my dates from text conversations and social media stalking. If a guy didn’t follow up for another date, I’d analyze every text he and I exchanged. I’d ask anyone who would li…

I recently bombed at a comedy show. I called my mom afterwards and told her how embarrassed I felt. She asked who the crowd was and when I told her that it was mainly men in their early 20s, she said, “maybe jokes from a middle-aged woman didn’t resonate with them.”

My dad loves basketball, and unfortunately for him, his three daughters are not and were not ballers by any means. I always wondered if he wanted a boy. Not sure his son would have been a baller either, but maybe my imaginary brother would be more interested in the actual sport. 

In late April, the comedy show I co-produce, “All that Good Stuff,” had a stacked line up of hilarious Chicago comedians for a sold out show at The Elm restaurant in LaGrange, my hometown. Considering I chose the comics that would perform and knew the majority of the audience, I was confiden…

A few years ago, I performed a horrible set at The Comedy Bar. My first joke didn’t land so I rushed through everything and forgot a punchline. Afterwards I began to question why I was doing stand-up. I was setting myself up for potential failure every time I got on stage. Yet, that night I …

With talks of a docu-series based on his life, Tom Dreesen has come a long way from a neighborhood kid in Harvey, Illinois. After reading his recent book, “Still Standing…: My Journey from Streets and Saloons to the Stage, and Sinatra,” I was delighted to have the opportunity to sit down wit…

His dating profile name was Yum Tasty Animals. That should be the end of the story, but sadly, it’s not.