by Bret Fetzer

Bald Faced Lie continues to be a leading light in the sketch comedy scene, and here the troupe tackles PileDriver!, a play about gay professional wrestlers, featuring simulated sex and violence; what's not to like?

Just about everyone thinks that Amy and David Sedaris are two of the funniest people on the planet, so Repertory Actors Theatre's production of the Sedaris siblings' play The Book of Liz has the benefit of strong material written by celebrities.

Previous Fringe Festival favorite Defibrillator Productions returns with a fresh multimedia spectacle, Splatter, based on the myth of Pygmalion, in which a sculptor's desire for one of his own creations brings her to life; the folks at Defibrillator promise lurid, trashy comedy, and their history suggests they can deliver.

Chris Gilman has taken his experiences as a corporate employee in Japan and turned them into a one-man show, which is not necessarily a good idea--but the chunks of Up Your Head! that Gilman's performed at local venues suggest a sharp wit to go along with that samurai sword.

Fourteen, in Love and Heartbroken, the story of a teenage boy filled with sexual confusion, could be like a million other stories of teen angst, but this one's written by an actual high-school senior, so its angst should have some authenticity.

Becoming wheelchair-bound from MS might make some folk turn to Jesus; Steve Parks sought solace with caustic humor, a form of redemption we can understand--his solo show is called F___ing Handicapped Guy.

Jennifer Pratt isn't afraid to articulate her violent urges, at least through the lens of video games; with strong co-stars Desiree Prewitt and Alycia Delmore, directed by Kristina Sutherland, GameGirl promises to be girly in the darkest possible way.

Neo-vaudevillian Christopher Bange has sometimes floundered, but working with director Braden Abraham has sharpened his physical-comedy chops in bits recently shown at local cabarets, suggesting Have You Seen My Dog? may be worth seeking out.

The title Homespun Journeys: A Feminine Odyssey would make me run screaming, were this show not directed by loose cannon Seanjohn Walsh, performance-art freak extraordinaire; any women who would put their story in his hands deserve some attention.

Sketch comedy troupe the Habit got praised to the skies in our pages, and damn if they didn't usually live up to it. Two former members, Ryan Dobosh and Mark Siano, return to rekindle some of that former glory with L.A. Nasty.

Coming from Minneapolis via the Canadian fringe, Sossy Productions' Trick Boxing promises to fuse dance, boxing, and puppetry into comedy, and brings with it a trail of good press.

For sheer technical stunts, it's hard to beat this: Seattle Neutrino Project proposes to create a live, improvised movie through the collaboration of actors, camerapeople, and other technicians. Possible train wreck? Absolutely, and that's why we're recommending it.

Trained Human Club mention neither juggling nor Disney in their festival-guide blurb, despite the two performers having juggled their way through literally thousands of shows at Walt Disney World--but Disney demands nothing if not polish, so this show is bound to be tight.

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