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…
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
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
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'
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 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
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.
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?