She So Funny

I’ve been cast as a high school principal in a play!  

It is part of a one-act play festival by new playwrights.  Though no money is involved, I am happy to be in a play.  A young woman wrote it, and I like it.  I deeply appreciate her message.  I hope the director and I manage to work well together.  I will do my part.

I am performing stand-up the next two Saturdays at the same place.  I 

anticipate a lot of the same audience.  So I feel the need to write some new stuff.  I hope I manage to do that.

I was asked to be part of a special Valentine’s Day event in Brooklyn by my poetry friend Evie Ivy.  I’m not much of a Valentine-y poet, so I told her I might be able to write a prose piece and asked if that would be okay.  She was very welcoming.  Now I still have to write it.  I think it might end up being an anti-Valentine’s Day piece.  Or maybe it will be a collage of Valentine’s Days.  I tend to do okay writing collages.  That is how I put together my pieces for the What Were the Sixties Really Like? shows I was honored to be in.

Rehearsals for the play begin this Monday.  I am excited.  I’ve never 

played a high school principal before.  I enjoy new acting challenges.  I’ve played a socialist gardener, a Latina nanny, a corporate mole, a psychic and somewhat crazy woman, a homeless woman, a neglectful mom, a prostitute, a prostitute mother of a prostitute, a good mom, a mom catching her young adult son with a one-night-stand, a prisoner, a substitute teacher, a soldier, a Bible-toter, a nurse, a crack addict, an ex-wife, one of the women in Vagina Monologues, but never a high school principal. 

After I read the script, I felt encouraged by future female playwrights.  

This one is Leslie Huynh.

Upcoming appearances:

• ·        Saturday, 2/10/2018  Comedy at the Days of Wild music happening at Starving Artist Café on City Island  8pm

• ·        Wednesday, 2/14/2018  Reader at a special Valentine’s Day event at the Green Pavilion in Brooklyn  7pm

• ·        Saturday, 2/17/2018  Comedy at the Days of Wild music happening at Starving Artist Café on City Island  8pm

• ·        Thursday, 3/1/2018  Acting in “Passing” at the New Playwrights One-Act Play Festival at the Lovinger Theatre on the campus of Lehman College  7pm

• ·        Friday, 3/2/2018  Acting in “Passing” at the New Playwrights One-Act Play Festival at the Lovinger Theatre on the campus of Lehman College  7pm

• ·        Friday, 3/9/2018  Comedy in Funny Underground Comedy Krew show at Broadway Comedy Club  7pm

Posted by Mindy Matijasevic at 2:37 PM | Labels: acting, Days of Wild, Leslie Huynh, Mindy Matijasevic, Reading, stand-up comedy, Starving Artist Café, Valentine's Day | 3 comments | Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook |

Ah, heckling. A battle of egos, a who’s who of drunken audience members. It’s not my thing to make fun of the audience, no matter how stupidly intoxicated or just stupid they may be. The main reason for this is, if I unleash my fury… I go in for the kill. I’m talking Your-mom-never-loved-you’s, or Shut-up-you-anorexic-piece-of-cunt’s. Really mean things that aren’t that funny. So I just stay out of it because I’m incapable of a middle ground.

The most uncomfortable thing that has ever been shouted out to me was at a show in Reading, PA: The slime mecca of the universe (I can say that, I lived a few hours away from there once).

I do a joke about my mother, it goes something like this:
My mom was diagnosed with depression in her 20’s. It was really bad when I was a kid. The moment where I realized that she was different from other people’s moms is when my first grade teacher took my class down to the local radio station and made us do a live radio spot, telling all the listeners things our moms like to do.

First Kid: Hi, I’m Suzie and my mommy likes to go to the beach and make bird feeders out of pinecones!!!!

Second Kid: Hello I’m Issac and my mom likes to paper mache Chanukah decorations and make hexagonal origami shapes!!!!!

Me: Hi, my name is Krystyna and my mom likes to lock herself in her room and take really long naps.

So, I tell the joke and this kid in the audience yells THAT’S NOT FUCKING FUNNY!!

I go, “Uh… excuse me?”

“I said that’s NOT funny.” And then points to his friend next to him, “His dad just killed himself last week because he suffers from depression.”

To which I said,

 “Wow, he actually killed himself? Well my mom tried but didn’t succeed so… I guess you win this round.”

Aaaaaaaaaand, scene.
(PS, I titled this entry based on the first four words that popped in my head when I looked out my window. I live in Murray Hill.)

xoxoxKrystyna

Posted by Krystyna Hutchinson at 7:47 AM | Labels: Battle, Depression, Heckling, Krystyna Hutchinson, Pony, Reading | 0 comments | Email This BlogThis! Share to X Share to Facebook |