Catherine Robertson

Watching Rosemary’s Baby with our 13 year old. So far the part that has shocked her most is how easy it is for Rosemary to get in to see a Doctor.

A nice time for people who like having a nice time. Tonight!

👯‍♀️🤣🍻 Tomorrow!

Still no better way to spend a Wednesday night, if you ask me.

Consumerism is weird.

You know, I come here and post like 8 times a year so let’s make it count. Waye Mason is a crusty old fuck who clearly forgets what it’s like to have friends or leave the house after 9pm. Businesses like Jubilee Junction and Triple A are what help make a community. Fuck that guy.

The social aftermath of Hurricane Fiona has taught me one thing. At the end of the world, there will absolutely be a bitchy woman at the front of the line, complaining that her latte is taking too long, while time and space crumble around us all.

Sex and the City implied that my late 30s would be full of martini brunches, but mostly it’s been a series of me grunting and growling loudly in the dark, amongst milk crates, in a hidden doorway, like an animal. Uuuuuugggggghhhh indeed, she said.

A raw hotdog is basically a bologna chub for 1.

Today, I attended the pride parade with my daughter and her friend, and it was joyous. Later today, I stood up to a homo/transphobe, and it too, was joyous. Here is a photo of us being ourselves, in celebration:

Back in my (other) element - a sold out show and a drink at the bar post-set. Never thought I’d be so happy to be in Truro. #comedy #standupcomedy #fridaynight #roadgig #nicetobeanywhere @ BellyUp BBQ & Grill instagram.com/p/CdPM2OqLVRo/… – at Truro, Nova Scotia

A fun thing you can go do tonight, if you like going and doing fun things.