Noelle Anderson

I wasn’t cool enough to make a mix tape. I never knew what songs to put on it To tell you how much I wanted You, Needed You, Baaaaaabyyyy! (You’re supposed to sing that last line like you mean it.) I made radio shows with my cousin, Cracking

My best friend told me this on the phone yesterday. Yes, we talk on the phone. Yes, I know we’re grown men and that Zoom is a thing. Shut up. We’re are friends and collaborators. Together, we have created and produced 15 independent sketch comedy shows, video shorts,

It’s hard to explain how good it feels to hear that. Let me try, though. It tells me that I am reaching someone in a way that’s unusual to them. Whatever I’m saying is resonating in a way that is both familiar and exciting, which means that

I’ve spent the bulk of the week working on creating new copy for my company’s reopening – we decided to take the tragedy of having a dark stage and turn it into a time for reevaluation, reorganization, and creation. Our company is artist owned and operated, and as an

My company is back to making magic this week, filming some pieces for a video on demand offering and optimistically planning for a live holiday show. Fingers and jingle bells crossed, people. The holidays are where we make a great deal of our annual income, and with the large number

Hey yall. So, I started this blog with the idea of sharing the things that I have learned along the way, through the stories of my life. We’d share some laughs, my favorite quotes, some cute pics … you know, just kind of kick it together. Cute, right? Well, no

In elementary school, I was in a special program for gifted kids – a group of adorable little nerds who were much more inclined to read the encyclopedia than play street football after class. We met every other week with an advisor to work on fun projects that would challenge us

There is another mouse running around my house. It looks like it’s an annual event in my neighborhood – as the temperature drops, these lil’ bastards start looking for a warm, food filled homes to relax in until next spring. It’s like they’re a bunch of retired seniors,