World's Cutest Couple

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Look at these guys. Man, my husband is cute! Pics by Glitter Guts at THAW March 19, 2015!





Aliens on the Run

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Our amazingly talented friends Kate and Dan have animated yet another awesome cartoon, this time of friends and all around funny tv people Key and Peele. And once again, they've been so nice as to animate Fuzzy and I and friends into the cartoon!


Watch Aliens on the Run here!

Where've I Been?

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Good question.


Lots going on.

1) Modet and Shmib reached our Kickstarter Goal!! We even exceeded our amount!! THANK YOU TO ALL WHO DONATED! This show is going to be epic.

2) Modet performed at Links Hall's annual "Hot Night of Ballyhoo" THAW on Thursday. It was an honor to be counted among the performers--the whole evening was incredible. There were performance artists, scream coaches, giant mop people, and dance dance dance. We had a blast. It made me remember why Chicago is so great. Afterwards, I said that I wanted to live in that world all the time--a world where you can just be who you are and create the weirdest art you can dream of, wear whatever you want and be accepted for who you are. But the truth is, I DO live in that world, and I am very blessed to be able to do so. I just need to remember that more instead of stressing out all the time.

3) Starting next month, Steve Gadlin's Star Makers is going to be broadcast in 20 cities! It's been a lot of hard work, but it is paying off. See the map of cities (including in Biloxi) here:

4) In February I went on tour with She's Crafty and ho-ly crap it was the most fun ever. Living that rockstar life, yo.

Lots of pics and things to come.

(I just have to get over this stomach flu first...)

Thank you to everyone who has supported Modet and Shmib's fundraiser for Collected and Conscious this June! We have just over $400 to go, so if you were considering donating but haven't yet, now's the time! Thank you again!  

My name made the poster, y'all

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DJ ENRG rocking Des Moines!

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More pics from the tour coming soon!


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Since Fuzzy and I have been surrounded with the fascinating and incredibly entertaining world of professional wrestling for a while now, it seemed right to casually mention one night a couple months ago that all I needed to do was go to a monster truck rally and all my dreams would come true. Literally. I've been dreaming about monster truck rallies most of my life--more so when I was younger, but it's not atypical for one every now and then now.

A few weeks ago, he messages me.

"Do you have any plans tonight?"

I didn't!

"Can I take you out on a date?"

I would love that so much!

"Ok! Dress for a Skynyrd concert and bring your earplugs."

I was SO EXCITED. We could have been going to a concert, but deep down in my heart, I was hoping it was something else.

A Monster Truck Rally.

And it WAS!

And Ho-Ly shit. I was the most fun night ever.

Please enjoy these photos and videos from MORE MONSTER JAM at the Allstate Arena.




Scooby-Doo Monster Truck. Yep. There was also a Rottweiler.
Yeah, so I guess monster truck rallies are mostly for kids.

Which makes sense, cause I'm pretty much a 12 year old boy.







I know this means something other than what I WISH it meant, but it was still exciting.



We got a clump of dirt!

Towards the end, this started happening a lot:



It was scary, but everyone was ok.

Especially these guys!

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Thanks, Fuzzy!

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Today's Daydream


It's sunny out. I open the windows and the warm breeze blows the window drapes. We sip coffee and play music and bake bread. I'm wearing a breezy blousy top and cut off shorts. The cats wander around the bottle tree artsy veranda outside.

Ok, so in this daydream, apparently we are rich. And we live in New Orleans and it is warmer than 10 degrees outside. And we don't really have jobs, but we create art and enjoy color. But hey, it's my day dream, right?

(I need to get out of Chicago more.)

A Fundraising Campaign for Modet!

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I am running a Kickstarter campaign to support my upcoming dance performance entitled Collected and Conscious June 12-14 at Links Hall in Chicago. Here is the link:  This project is so very near and dear to my heart. Here is why:

If you are a reader of my blog, you know that growing up, dance was my life. I wanted to be a professional dancer. I performed in the Nutcracker every year and our annual dance recital was a highlight of every spring. Unfortunately, due to the constant pain in my crummy knees and the potential for more dislocations than I already had, I had to stop dancing full time when I was 18. I still dabbled in classes here and there, and I choreographed when I was able. I switched my focus to comedy when I was in college and moved to Chicago almost 15 years ago to study that craft full time, while choreographing musicals and sketch shows on the side for extra money.

Through the years, I have not only created a successful comedy career that I continue to work in to this day (see: any other post on this blog), but I have established myself as a sought-after choreographer in the burlesque, musical theatre, comedy, and kids theatre worlds. I've danced a little bit, but mostly focused on choreography for others.

In 2013, the planets aligned, and I started my own dance company with a group of amazing women who were looking for a stress-free place to dance and create dances together. The Modet Dance Collective debuted at the Bridgeport Arts Center in conjunction with the Artemesia After 40 Art Opening, and partnered with the Living Room Playmakers to create our first full-length show, Future Perfect Tension, which was performed at Stage773 on June 15, 2014.

In the fall of 2014, Melissa Talleda, a member of Modet, brought her previous dance company from Baltimore, Shmib Dance, to Chicago. Shmib is a modern dance company, which is not a discipline I trained in, but I am having the most amazing time dancing in the company. So now I am dancing in TWO companies, and I could not be happier about it. Yes, my knees still hurt and grind, but I am better about care, rehab and management of the issue, and I know my limits and how to push them.

I feel like it is a rebirth being able to reconnect to the art form I love most. Here I am, 35 years old, living my dreams and feeling stronger and better than ever!

Modet and Shmib are teaming up for this summer's show, Collected and Conscious, at Chicago's dance theatre, Links Hall. The show will be presented in 2 parts: The Modet part of the show is centered around the things in life that we are tortured or burdened by, and when we feel like we are in control and when we don't. Pieces for this portion are choreographed by different members of the collective and are in a variety of styles. The Shmib portion of the show is inspired by the concept of exponential growth, and will be presented in one 45 minute piece. This portion of the show will be performed to live accompaniment from the band Teach Me Equals.

I love working with these amazing dancers and creating the art that I want to create. The pieces that we are creating are emotional, beautiful and silly, and it is the best form of therapy that I have experienced (and I've been in a LOT of therapy!)
I am also pleased to announce that a piece that Melissa and I choreographed for our show last summer was selected to be performed in Links Hall's annual benefit gala THAW on March 19th! We are so excited! Here is the full lineup:

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SO! The Kickstarter. We are looking to raise money to help with production costs for a weekend of shows in Chicago. Rent, costumes, designers, marketing--it all adds up. If you live in Chicago, first I would like you to come see the show this June. But if you don't, or you are unavailable that weekend, it would mean the world to me if you would consider making a donation to our event. My birthday is in April, so consider it an early birthday present! :)

Our campaign ends March, 22, but the sooner we can secure the money, the better. And remember, with Kickstarters, if you don't reach your goal, you don't get a dime.
THANK YOU for your consideration, and THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU!!!!

January = Insanity

January 2015 I think is the most insane epic month in Team Gerdes history.

*Fuzzy's video game was released.**
*I had 2 SNORFs, with more good things for SNORF to come.**
*More good things for the dance company.**
*I went to NATPE in Miami with Star Makers.**
*Jason Died
*A treasured old friend I haven't seen in ages is in town.**
*She's Crafty show Jan 24
*Fuzzy in San Fran doing press
*Fuzzy going to Philadephia this weekend for the Royal Rumble

And a lot more. Fuzzy and I are ships passing in the night. I am freaking exhausted.

**More info coming soon--stay tuned.

Crying Doves


One of my closest friends, Jason Chin, passed away on Thursday, January 8th, 2015.

I can't even believe it.

He was only 46.

I've had a lot of death in my life. Several friends and aquaintances over the years. Oodles of family. Even super close family--my dad. Jason was my closest non-family death. But really, Jason was family. I loved him so so much.

I don't really even have anything cohesive to say, but I want to get some of these things out of my head, so forgive the randomness.

Jason was my very first friend in Chicago. I met him in April of 1999--almost 16 years ago. We met at the CIF that year, and performed together with 2 others from my MS group and 4 others in Chicago. Charna put us all together. When we got back to town, I found Jason's blog review of our show, and he mentioned that it was my birthday that weekend and he only said great things about us. I reached out to him, and our epic friendship was created. We emailed tons, and talked on the phone nearly every night for a while. I had decided after that festival weekend that I was moving to Chicago in 2000, so I visited several times to get a feel for it and interview for jobs, etc. I always stayed with Jason. He introduced me to all his people and teammates and went with me to job interviews.


The first pic of us together, after the CIF 99 show in the upstairs IO Greenroom, where I will later take several more photos with him. Jason, Sara, Mulhern, Cindy and me.

He came to Jackson and stayed with Christopher and I one weekend.

He hosted Erica, Sara and me for CIF 2000, and I have a million photos of us in his apartment and pics that he took from that weekend. When the 3 of us all lived together, we hung out with Jason a lot.


Sara, Erica, Mulhern, me, Jason at Nookies on Halsted.

I have a memory of me having to rush out to get to my CCI call time at The Living Room in downtown Jackson, and Parker had gotten out. I was running late cause of having to chase her down, and Jason was going to go to the show with Christopher, who wasn't yet home. Jason hated cats, but I remember him awkwardly and begrudgingly holding her under the arms as I looked back while rushing out the door. It was hilarious.  Last January, when Parker died, I texted him to tell him the news. He said she and I were always a good team.


Piero, Mulhern, Parker, Jason, Erica and me.

Jason was such a mainstay in the improv community that I can't believe I met him only FOUR YEARS after his arrival in Chicago. Insane. Talking with Rich Sohn the other night, I told him that the Pat Shay Dancers were my very first friends in Chicago due to Jason, and he said "you've been here that long?" Yeah. 15 and 16 years is a freaking long time. Insane.


Jason showing Mom the Del Close wall at the old IO.

Jason found me my first apartment. The sister building to the one he lived in. I was 739 W Belmont, he was 711 W. Belmont. I spent a lot of time at his place, and he at mine.

Jason introduced me to Jeff Gandy this way: "you are both from Mississippi, you should be friends." And so we did, and we've worked together choreographing shows and things for years.


Jason and me with salt shaker, lipstick, and Dad's baseball cap.

Before I moved here, there was a documentary that was being made by some improvisors that was to follow around 4 improvisors in different stages of their careers. The people were Rachael Mason, Jason Sudeikis, Jason Chin, and myself. Jason recommended me to be the newcomer. I interviewed on the phone with one of the filmmakers, and we hit it off immediately, bonding over our love of Waiting for Guffman. That person was Steve Gadlin, the person I've worked the most with in the last 10 years. Crazy.


I used to accidentally double expose my film all the time. Here is Jason Chin over Jason Sudeikis.

The constant refrain last week when we found out the news was "Jason introduced us" or "Jason introduced me to____."

Jason essentially kickstarted my career.


Memaw Reid, me, Mom, Sara, Christopher and Jason, from a time that my whole family came up for a visit. Dad took the photo.

Jason was my emergency contact in Chicago for the longest time. He took me to the ER when my throat swelled shut. He took care of me after I had my surgery.

John Ostendorf reminded me the other night about his helping me move shortly after he moved to Chicago. Jason, John O and John Mulhern were a trio of college pals, and I hung with them a LOT back in the day. They helped Sara and I move from the studio to our 2 bedroom across from IO on Clark. When he said this, I remembered this awesome story: I have this singing chicken alarm clock that I love. My brother HATES it. I got it in high school or something and it broke once, but dad fixed it and added a lever so you could just turn it on and leave it singing its little song forever. So Jason and the Johns were helping me move. I rented a Uhaul--one that had the gate thing behind the drivers seats so you could load stuff safely without it spilling to the front. Jason had apparently found the chicken, flipped the switch, put it in a box and loaded it FIRST into the truck. And of course, boxes were quickly placed around it blocking it in. I noticed that it was playing and was like "WHO DID THIS?" Jason was giggling. So it played the ENTIRE move. RIGHT behind the drivers seat. First box in, last box out. FOREVER. Amazing.

I found a program of the Thriller Theater from 1999. I saw a rehearsal of it. Jason autographed my program. Guess who was in that show? Fuzzy Gerdes. Beautiful.

I did 3 Thriller Theaters with Jason, performing in the first 2 (or all 3?) and choreographing the last 2. I also choreographed 2 other Halloween shows after that--Free Candy (I think it was called) and Friday the Halloweenth. I choreographed the Stir Friday Night show he directed (Horry Cow, That's Lacist) and his Breakfast Club the musical--the last 3 of those with Jeff. Our friends Seth and Michele were the musicians for the Breakfast Club musical. I was in a REALLY bad place when we did that show, so I really bit it with my choreography. I phoned it in, fought with the cast, barely rehearsed them and never saw the show. A few years later, I was finally at a place where I could recognize that and properly confess it and apologize to Jason about it (at Salt & Pepper, where we went all the time back in the day). He was so great about it and essentially was like "that's ok, the show wasn't that good" or "no one came to see it." or something. But it took a huge weight off my shoulders.


Jason at Salt & Pepper. I have a lot of photos from the bleached hair days.

Our song was "When Doves Cry."

Jason and I sort of fell out of constant communication when I started dating Fuzzy. This is to be expected--it happens with any friends when one is in a new relationship, and especially considering Jason and Fuzzy were both men, there was potential for things to be weird. I always hung out with Jason's girlfriends when he had them, and he knew about the people that I was dating when I did (which was very rarely.) But things with Fuzzy were so perfect and so right from the get-go, that I think we both sensed that and started only seeing each other or talking every few months. Plus, I wasn't at IO all the time and my career was taking a different turn, and then of course all the dad health stuff. So our friendship sort of took a hit. He was supportive, but didn't come to our wedding (he rarely went to weddings) and wasn't around a whole lot but neither was I. In the last couple of years, we made an effort to connect periodically, and when we did, it was amazing. We could sit and talk for hours, just like old times.

He mentioned me in his blog twice last summer. Here and here.


Pics from the night we bleached his and Piero's hair, as referenced in his blog post above. We did it at the theatre. Note that Jason's drip apron is an old WCHS T-shirt of mine. Go Vikes.

He lived on Belmont, then above the L&L (he took headshots of me in my Belmont Apt and also on the balcony of the L&L apartment), then above Mia Francescas, then on Sheffield (I never saw that place), then last summer he moved near me at Bryn Mawr and Winthrop. I was excited to have him in the neighborhood and we met at a diner nearby and I told him about all the good shops and restaurants in the area. We reminisced about old shows and I laughed my ass off.

And then he just fucking died.

IO moved from the old Clark Street building to a new shiny place off North Avenue last summer. I am so grateful that I can't go into the old building ever again--that building WAS Jason.

He LOVED the new IO. He was so excited about it. On Friday evening, there was a gathering for Jason--a toast in his memory. I was so nervous going--there were going to be so many new improvisors there and I had never been there and I didn't know what to expect. At first, it was so crowded, people were spilling out the door. But it dispersed, and the people remaining were all our old friends. People I hadn't seen in 10 years. It was wonderful and amazing. We all just hugged and kissed and held each other and cried. And laughed. I was amazed at how many people remembered me, and I heard over and over "I haven't seen you in YEARS!" It was magical.

Saturday, I went over with a small group of close friends and helped clean out his apartment. More old friends, more tears.

So many tears.

I gathered a handful of things that I feel that I needed. On this upcoming Sunday, Piero and I are sorting through all of his old scripts, show posters and photos to divvy up and scan and mail to the people that would want them.


Seth, Jason & another Chicago Comics employee at C2E2 in 2013.

Monday night was a memorial roast in Jason's honor. I laughed a lot more than I cried, and I cried a lot. More old friends. So many happy and wonderful memories.

Yesterday I picked up a box of some of his old props from John O's house. In it were some old headshots (some of him and some of friends--there were 2 of me) and scripts and this red corduroy jacket from Halloween 2000. I think I will keep that for myself.



On Wednesday last week, I listened to this old CD of our friends (Seth and Michele--as mentioned before) punk band. It was SO nostalgic. Jason and I would see them frequently, including once at the Fireside Bowl and once at this bar that had free baskets of bacon. I thought about texting him. I didn't. I really wish I had.

I don't really know what else to say about it. I don't think it has completely sunk in, even with all the crying and not being able to do anything. I don't really know if it ever will.

Jason was so loved in the community, and this past week has been an outpouring of stories and photos and ways that Jason has touched people's lives. He was an amazing man, that I am SO blessed to have known. He meant more to me than I could ever really say.

Things will never be the same.


Press about Jason's Death:
Chicago Tribune
Chicago Suntimes
The Comic's Comic

This amazing video is the epitome of everything wonderful about Improv. He was the best.

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