I started stand-up at 40. Apparently it was time.

Honestly, I've been doing stand-up my whole life — in line at the grocery store, during parent-teacher conferences, and to every client who ever asked, “can we just knock down this load-bearing wall?” The only thing that changed on my 40th birthday was that I found a stage that would pay me for it. Now the rants that were previously reserved for my minivan are available for public consumption. You're welcome.

My family is the whole act. Half of them — my parents and my brother — are in Las Vegas, where the stakes are always high. My sister is in Norway, where the sun forgets to show up for half the year. And I'm a “Blasian” mom of three sons trying to find the balance between loud and logical. They are the loving, hilarious, slightly confusing reason I have so much to say.

Yes, I still sell houses. I hold an NC real estate license and I'm good at it, and it turns out open houses, inspection reports and closing day are a bottomless well of material. But I'm a comedian who happens to be a REALTOR, not the other way around.

Most Tuesdays you can find me at The Can Opener in Durham hosting the open mic, cheering on whoever's brave enough to go up next. Come through. Bring a homie.