Started a decade ago, I’ve been grinding the stand-up circuit ever since—performing everywhere from packed rooms to places where the mic barely worked and neither did the crowd.
Based in Southern California, I’ve worked stages all over, including regular spots at The Comedy Store in La Jolla, where I’ve learned that nothing humbles you faster than a beautiful beach town audience deciding they’d rather talk through your punchlines.
My comedy lives in the intersection of dating disasters, brutally honest observational humor, and Jewish identity—because nothing says “universal relatability” like arguing with your own family and then trying to apply those lessons to modern romance. I break down relationships, social awkwardness, and everyday absurdities with a style that’s sharp, self-aware, and occasionally too honest for my own good.
Whether I’m talking about dating apps that feel like emotional gambling or the inherited guilt that shows up uninvited to every life decision, I try to find the joke in the chaos—and the chaos in everything else.
Still touring, still writing, and still trying to figure out why every “quick set” somehow turns into a therapy session with a laugh track.
Started a decade ago, I’ve been grinding the stand-up circuit ever since—performing everywhere from packed rooms to places where the mic barely worked and neither did the crowd.
Based in Southern California, I’ve worked stages all over, including regular spots at The Comedy Store in La Jolla, where I’ve learned that nothing humbles you faster than a beautiful beach town audience deciding they’d rather talk through your punchlines.
My comedy lives in the intersection of dating disasters, brutally honest observational humor, and Jewish identity—because nothing says “universal relatability” like arguing with your own family and then trying to apply those lessons to modern romance. I break down relationships, social awkwardness, and everyday absurdities with a style that’s sharp, self-aware, and occasionally too honest for my own good.
Whether I’m talking about dating apps that feel like emotional gambling or the inherited guilt that shows up uninvited to every life decision, I try to find the joke in the chaos—and the chaos in everything else.
Still touring, still writing, and still trying to figure out why every “quick set” somehow turns into a therapy session with a laugh track.
