A few years back, Diana Saez was an endangered species in the city’s female comedy circuit. She and a few others dropped abortion, lesbian and self-deprecating body image jokes at Dremo’s, Rendezvous and other weekly stand-up gigs. They were typecast as female comics, and had to play that card to get attention. It was an era when Janeane Garofalo was probably the only “real” chick comic on anyone’s radar. But that crop of talent has…