Suzzanne Monk

Hello, friends and browsers. Welcome to my biography page. For those of you who don’t know me I am Suzzanne Monk, executive producer of a one woman sketch comedy troupe I call Two Boob Productions. I do all the characters and filming and editing myself. It’s quite a feat. In my “spare” time, I also am a member of an 8 member sketch ensemble, HeadCheese Fat Boss. I write comedy, satire, parody, spoof, and I do standup, occasionally now, more in the future. I have sort of a bitter, yet jolly storyteller style, with occasional weird characters. Sort of Whoopi Goldberg meets Ron White.
I am an activist, at least from my armchair, and I talk a lot about politics, society and things that make me angry. I try to do my part by being educated and spreading the truth. Oh and recycling, of course. I am a liberal, a feminist, an abolitionist, an anti-prohibitionist and a freedom fighter. I am a woman of strong opinions, but I believe in dialogue and listening to others opinions. We are all human.
I do comedy because making people laugh is the easiest way I have found to give people a moment of joy, to set a few thoughts loose in their head, and still say what’s really on my mind. Boy do I love my job…..now if only I could get paid.
So for those of you who have been so kind in messaging and commenting how you enjoy my work, I thought you might like to know a bit more about the woman “behind the boobs”. Not everyone out there is a shallow perv. :)
I was born to teenage parents in a small town in Arizona called Kingman. The population was about 17,000 on March 5, 1972 when I was born. Number 17,001. My family was poor. My first home was a hand-built, four-room shack built on the steep side of a mountain where the local high school’s big whitewashed letter “K” was placed. My childhood was chaotic; my parents were too crazy and too young to have kids, but somehow I survived the train of step-moms, step siblings, live in boyfriends, visitation volleyball and police intervention that goes along with messed up parents. I read a LOT, raised up my sister and brother as best I could when my parents couldn’t meet the bar, and all and all came out ok. Minus the PTSD. I try to do comedy about my screwed up childhood, but some of the stories are just too harsh. Child abuse, for some reason, is NOT funny. Who knew?
I have always loved performing, singing, dancing and acting, writing and telling stories. I was an avid reader and an enthusiastic student even if I was one of those annoying kids who would say “ooh, ooh, pick me!” when the teacher would ask a question. Don’t worry, I got beat up plenty for being a nerd. My geekiness did not go unpunished. But somehow, the southwestern public school system did all right by me, and I graduated into adulthood not only well educated, but also well trained in the arts of theatre and performance. Ah the 80’s.
Like everyone, my 20’s were a time for exploration. I got a college degree at DePaul, and went to grad school at the University of Chicago. I spent 9 years teaching part time, to kids of all ages. I drove a cab, served cocktails, and took odd jobs. I modeled, I stripped, I spanked men for money. I worked as a promoter, a travel writer, and an associate producer in charge in revenue. I operated my own fetish fashion design company. I tried on a bunch of lifestyles. I hung out with the Pagans, the Wiccans, the nudists, and the hippies. I studied religions, and spirituality. I read the Bible as a child growing up Southern Baptist. But now I read the Upanishads, the Quran, the Torah, the Four Noble Truths. I did astrology and read Tarot cards. I hung out with punks and carnies and rockers and freaks. I learned to eat fire. I got pierced, and tattooed. I tried my fair share of drugs. Ok, maybe more than my fair share.
I explored my sexuality, on both sides of the fence. And off the fence all together. I have seen a few things that a woman is not supposed to see. I earned my degree in sexology, but I learned about sex from living. I’ve met more than one soulmate, but so far I have only found one that has decided to stick around. I talk about sex in my comedy a great deal, perhaps because I think that sex has so much to do with who we are as human beings. If you don’t feel joy and pleasure in your own body, what kind of life can you expect to have? I mean, jeez louise.
Today I am 34 and on a mission, a mission to be the very best me I can be, to bring people a little joy in their life, and to leave the world a more humane place then when I found it. I try to spread the truth, with a smile, and I always speak my mind. Most of the time I am pretty polite about it. I believe everyone has the potential to do something great with their lives if only they are allowed to discover who they truly are deep inside. I hope that I can help other people reach their potential while I try to reach mine. Humanity would be much more pleasant if we all could be ourselves and let others be themselves. Know what I mean?
There are so many things I love about this world. The way my garden grows so fast in the summer nights. The way my fingers are sore after I practice my banjo. The way my mind clears when I paint. The smile on the face of a guest that has eaten my home cooked meal. The way a hand knit sweater never fits but it’s still your favorite. The way my cats snuggle in my sleep. And the joy of having wonderful people in your life with the promise that the world is full of more wonderful people you haven’t even met…yet.
But there are also a bucket full of things about this world I cannot stand. Greed, injustice, treachery, selfishness, hatred. Poverty, grief, and human indignity. Slavery; physical, mental, and economic. Does that make me a commie? No, it makes me a humanitarian. At least it does if I try to do something about it all. So what do I do? I decide to be a comedian. Hey, it’s the thing I do best. But it means nothing without people to watch and enjoy. That’s where you good folks come in.
So thanks for taking the time to look at my comedy. I hope you like what you see. If I made you laugh or made you think or touched your heart don’t be afraid to give me a shout. I don’t bite very hard.
And please keep living your dreams. It’s the only way we are ever going to make sense of this big, crazy world.
Yours in Ever Loving Comedy,
Suzzanne Monk
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