When I first moved into the van I was going to just eat raw food. Cooking would just complicate things and take up too much space, right? Well, no. It turns out that an all-raw diet is really bad for my body, which needs lots of warming foods. It was really good for losing weight… Continue reading A few things every vehicle dweller should have…
Month: April 2007
I've discovered The Perfect Strip Club
I have. It’s taken me the last decade or so of dancing, but I’ve finally found one that doesn’t seem to be a seasonal phenomena. These are the qualities that contribute to it’s perfection: 1) $$$$ – the clientele have a good amount of disposable income, and they aren’t afraid to spend it. 2) Managment… Continue reading I've discovered The Perfect Strip Club
finally got the vanhold all to myself again
Â A few days ago we were at a healthfood store where my friend has a membership (she’s got them all over the country), and the cashier guy was giving us a hard time about both using the membership, because it’s not for friends. I told him we were roomates at the moment. “Oh, you share… Continue reading finally got the vanhold all to myself again
the saga of my idler arms
A few months ago I was in Washington changing a wheel bearing and this guy told me that my idler arms were falling off and I was going to die driving down the freeway. It’s cool that if I jack my van up at a truckstop people will come and wiggle things and give me… Continue reading the saga of my idler arms
Did I mention that here in small town America they have a name for stage side tipping, and it’s buck tuckin. Â As in, “hey girl I’m sorry I didn’t come up to tuck bucks but you know I don’t like to go up to the stage without my buck tuckin buddies.” Â Ain’t it cute? I’m… Continue reading buck tuckin'
Oh, these tangled webs…
My booking is done here, and I’m booked back in a couple weeks. Â So I thought maybe I’d go find a river in a national forest and enjoy some peace and solitude, but it seems that every national forest is full of very drunk men around here. Â Crazy. Â So I also needed to go a… Continue reading Oh, these tangled webs…
I've lost my conversational skills
I don’t know why I remember this, but I do. When I was a little kid (3?) we were out on trapline and my parents were anticipating the arrival of our pilot, who had dropped us of 3 or 4 months before and would be coming soon with our mid-winter mail and stuff. They were… Continue reading I've lost my conversational skills
I got the best compliment today…
Somehow the rumor has circulated in this little town that I’m Russian. The strippers are new every week, and it’s kind of a big deal around here. A lot of people think I have an accent. I swear I don’t have an accent, but if I do it’s Alaskan kind of hybridized with my mom’s… Continue reading I got the best compliment today…
I’m in the smallest, drunkest, Christianist little town. The WalMart has a sign saying that it’s open 24/7, except for sunday, “due to the Lord.” Yesterday I talked to man who (after telling me how he sells meth) could not have a lapdance because it is a sin. Sometimes he spills his own seed, which… Continue reading Only here.
Best Of Hobo Stripper
Re-Examining the Premisis Some Thoughts on Agriculture The Down Side Stripper Drama Dirt Feminism, Stripping, and Wage Slavery North to Alaska! A Little Strip Club Parable Stripping, drinking, and profundity It’s come to that, has it?