my labor day weekend

Chamorros who live on the mainland take Labor Day Weekend pretty seriously. It’s one of the only times of the year that many factions of Saipan, Guam, Tinian and Rota ex-pats gather and party. hard. all. weekend. There’s an annual CNMI Labor Day Softball Tournament that brings a lot of my fellow islanders together but this year it was held in Boise so I didn’t make it.

Instead, I chose to perform comedy at a separate event in Camas, Washington–the 11th Annual Labor Day Fiesta.

I was invited by the beautiful Valene who I had met through instagram. Her in-laws and many, many volunteers and family put together an enormous fiesta complete with island food and a full roasted pig. There were booths selling island wares and even a tattoo booth which I’m sad to have missed since my face still needs a teardrop tattoo. Until then I’ll just have to cry for real.

It was the first time they had ever had a comedian perform and as the only female Chamorro comedian on this planet, I was very happy to be the first. It was very different from the bars and clubs where I normally take the stage but the audience was still receptive, especially the guys (what can I say, I’m an old dude magnet, specifically those with joint replacements and/or Lipitor prescriptions). I went on after a massive group danced the electric slide and I said, “I haven’t seen so many Chamorros move in one direction since the tax refund checks were released.” Because back home you have to go and physically pick them up and the line is very, very long. GET IT!?

There were a few interesting moments when my set was interrupted to tell people to move their cars because the cops were out ticketing those who had parked on the side of the road, including mine (eep!), but I genuinely enjoyed myself. The weather was gorgeous, the people laughed. I got to meet Chamorros and entertain them and eat amazing food and for an afternoon I felt so close to my Pacific home, even though I am an ocean away.

the world’s only female chamorro comedian


(photo credit: Boni)

Alternate title: THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE

My show at Naked Fish was the best night of my life and the best night I’ve ever had as a comedian. I’ve been performing at open mics and in small shows since this past December and this was my first time I headlined. I had been nervous for weeks because I was performing in front of people who had known me my whole life and others who may have heard I was performing nd wondered who was this Japanese lady with a Chamorro last name.

Boni had asked me last month if I wanted to do a show, with the proceeds going to the CNMI Autism Society. Of course, I jumped at the opportunity because when Boni asks you to do something: YOU DO IT. Boni is beautiful inside and out. She is a devoted educator who cares about her students and teachers. She has such stunning and classic Chamorrita features, I wonder why she isn’t the on the face of every product at the I Love Saipan store.

I had another dress in mind, but I’m so glad I stole this number from my friend Kim. She is a hot mama and I knew she would have some sexy dresses like this. It worked perfectly because I was so incredibly hot during my set, if I had planned what I originally thought of, I would be sweating . I couldn’t find one of those white Budweiser babe dresses or a large t-shirt with a sexy woman in a bikini. File under REGRETS.

I had my hair done just that afternoon and I was under a humidity curse. Throughout my glorious stay, my hair continued to puff and puff out like I needed a rake it comb it (how ridiculous is that, the only downside of being in paradise was the trouble with my hair.) Bobbie dropped me off at the beauty salon next to the restaurant because she also had to pick up our other sister and her husband. Wouldn’t it be so awkward if I didn’t show up because I couldn’t get a ride?

The place filled up quickly and guests were sat in the overflow seating on the side and on the patio. I kept seeing familiar faces everywhere and I loved going through the crowd and saying hi to people. People were so incredibly kind as I said, “Can I have some of your food? My family is at my table and they are only feeding me celery.” And no sooner had I said that (multiple times! no shame in my game!) that very sweet souls took pity on me and pushed delicious plates of tuna poke and chicken kelaguen my way.


My sisters Arlene and Bobbie.

I asked my sister later why she was monitoring my drinking and only giving me vegetables before I went on stage. “Were you afraid I was going to get drunk?” I asked.

“No,” she said, “I was afraid you were going to get gassy!” THANKS, SISTER.


hot mama Tami!


Along came Polly!

I was nervous at first especially since Jay and Shar KILLED IT and I kept thinking, how am I going to go on after them? They were both hilarious. Jay talked about the shady moves cheapskates pull when the collection basket comes around during mass (My wallet’s in the car!). Shar had some super funny abbreviations and definitely owned the stage. They are both teachers and the young adults in their classes are so lucky to have such hilarious people as their mentors.


Me and Jay! SO HANCHUM!

Here’s the video of my portion of the show, filmed by my sister Bobbie. There will be a DVD sent my way, so consider this what happens when your sister thinks she is more steady than a tripod. LOVE YOU SIS! This is not safe for work, especially if you work for a Catholic calendar company. So be warned.

It really was a dream come true, to arrive home after such a long, long time away and be able to make a room full of friends, old and new, laugh and to add to people having a good time for a good cause.

The proceeds from the ticket sales went to the CNMI Autism Society as well as 20% of all the food and drink sales at Naked Fish (Thanks Butch!). ROFL for a Reason was possible thanks to other sponsors: Mar Pac, Naked Fish, Bison Relations and the Autism Society of the CNMI. Thank you thank you thank you!

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