I'm hosting a LIVE show on Twitter TODAY at 2pm ET/ 11am PT


Some great peeps doing it including Julie Klausner, Michael Ian Black, Josh Malina and Steven Weber.

Watch the Hallowitstream widget on Huffington Post comedy or here on Witstream.

I'm producing this LIVE comedy event on Twitter with Witstream for BBCAmerica.com.

A lineup that's tastier than Twiglet fried steak -- and more to be announced. It's this Thursday, July 30th at 1PM EST.

Featuring:
Michael Ian Black
Shane Mauss
Dave Hill
Kelly Oxford
Adam Felber
James Urbaniak
Matt Suddain
Matt Kirshen
Laurie Kilmartin
Joe Randazzo
Jon Friedman
Tony Cowards

RSVP on Facebook here or just show up for the show here. Or watch it on the free Witstream iPhone App.

I like producing live comedy shows again, especially now that the audience doesn't have to risk losing an ounce getting off their butts to show up.

That's me, late 90's. Photo taken by and recently uploaded to Facebook by Paul Sullivan.

I love it. Paul titled it "Susie...fast and blurry" and I think that's an apt posthumous description of my 20's.

Way back then I had more fun than should be allowed. I had fabsurdly stunning long hair, which is still lovely, but then, like my recently unleashed personality -- it was nearly too big to be believed. And halfway through my 2nd decade I finally got up the guts to pursue my dream -- writing and performing and producing and living and breathing comedy.

There aren't many photos of me from the 90's. Perhaps more than most, because I was a performer. But my best-looking decade passed in the generation before digital. If photos weren't in focus it was usually a mistake, not an artistic choice.

We didn't take close-up pics of flower petals at a friend's wedding or our cheese because that was when you were paying for each snap and most people only used disposable cameras anyway. A picture at night yielded only flash-bleached sweaty faces, which is an even better reason then the expense as to why we didn't take many.

I'm amazed and impressed when comedians today, after performing for a nanosecond, have beautiful PR photos. For us headshots were a major expense and photos were only for magazines or newspapers so why do them when you're just a nobody comic hoofing from minor show to Rat Hole Rep and back again?

I love the photo because of what is unseen. Which is nearly everything. When my grandchildren look back they'll be a digital trail of who I was. It won't be as complete as some people's -- those who "check in" on applications like Foursquare will leave a map for future generations to trace their journeys from Chipolte Grill to Abtastic Fitness Center and back -- but there will be something.

And so, I adore this crappy beautiful photo for what it doesn't show (what is that blue thing in my hand and why is/what is hilarious?) and for what will never be shown because it can not be. For all the moments that can only be dredged up because they are carried within friends in their increasingly leaky brains.

How nice it would be to have some more beautiful high-res photos or video of me from that era. But then I know I may have behaved differently if I'd thought a camera was poised to record every meal, every quip, every second. I might not have taken as many chances on stage and in life.

And although someday there might be a relation who wishes they knew more about me, as much as I fantasize about my long-lost family, now that everyone is documented and terribly vain (and how I lap up all of it, even when people share way too much and it becomes awfully creepy) -- I now crave and find equity in the mystery and the moments that -- until we have time machines -- will never be revealed.

Thanks for the memories, Paul.

PS If you upload and tag an unattractive photo of me, I'm sending the boys around.

I don't know what boys.

I'll have to find some, I guess.

INSERT BIG WINKING EMOTICON HERE.

But seriously, sorta kinda, not really.

Me & Ted Koppel & Elvis & Clinton & More



Me and Ted on the same screen. My daddy (a huge Nightline fan) woulda gotten a huge kick out of this.



Thanks to my brother, I own a whimsical ashtray with the above Nixon/Elvis image on it.



"Are you making a pass at me Mr. President?"



Look at me, I look awesome. Huge foreheads are hot!



And although I was suffering from pink eye and looked a tad freakish at times, as you can see, Tom Cruise thought I was hilarious...

Here I Am!
Shall I rock you like a hurricane?

I needed to take a pic of myself for work, and as I work from home, and the dog can't work the camera, hello bathroom mirror. The silent scream motif? More apropos than y'all know.

Please go now and visit me at my awesome blog/vlog on Babble.com called TODDLER TUBE, then download or subscribe in iTunes to LIAR NEWS at comedy365.co.uk to hear ME doing many different characters in this brand new funny funny Brit podcast by talented scamp Richard Cray and Brian Luff. And then remember that most every waking hour of the day I am doing massive amounts of writing and such for truTV.com. Stay tuned for new blog there too.

I would tell you more, but frankly, I've no time. Big kisses and not only am I not dead, I am feeling hopeful that I may get to leave the house someday.

xoxo,

Susie

Strike it from on the record!

My old pal Bryan Tucker (who I once interviewed for Comedy Central's blog) writes for Saturday Night Live. Or rather, he doesn't write for SNL, because they are on strike.

Here's a fabulous article he wrote about the striker's life that appears in today's NY Post. Funny and so fresh it's still flipping! And you should read it, yes indeedie.

!!WRITERS STRIKE!!

No, the strike doesn't apply to me as I'm non-union, cable television, Internets, prone to putting exclamation marks before a word, etc. But I say bust out the inflatable rat: I am 100% in support of the writers on their demands -- not just because my brother and many other friends are WGA. Below, a video that probably best illustrates the current negotiations:

Sign it!

I truly hope the writers stick to their guns and don't wimp out. The Internet is not just promotion; it has a viable business model -- even better than TV and their absurdly flawed ratings system. And the residuals for DVDs were negotiated 20 years ago, back when VHS was king and nobody knew the resale potential.

And I hope the writers don't back down because someday women, Asians and even black people might get to write for late-night comedy shows, and when that happens, you know they aint gonna give us squat.*

*Yes, I'm trying to rile you up. The semi-truth hurts!

HOT OFF THE ONLINE PRESSES!

Fur-ensic Files
By Susie Felber
You're familiar with famous critters like Benji and Toto but what about Niner, the cybernetic robodog? Weve ranked the top 10 crime fighting pets who protect, serve and pee on the carpet.

Read it now!

Note: This article was so heavily rewritten while I was on leave that I hardly recognise it. Still, it's not bad, eh?

UPDATE: The blog pound linked to this story! Love the write up. Thanks Leigh-Ann!

Update #2: Thanks to Miss C and Gina at Pet Connection for the linkage!