I worked another night in that city and made $8. People swore it was the worst two nights in the entire history of the club. It was still pretty fun, even if it wasn’t profitable. One dancer brought her girlfriend to work on a leash and she followed her around, being obedient. They were both… Continue reading Moving On
I’ve gotten a few emails and comments asking how to be a topless house cleaner, how to advertise, how to be safe, etc. Here’s the thing. You shouldn’t. It’s not safe. I feel relatively safe because I’ve spent the last decade or so stripping and learning to make split second judgements about people. That makes… Continue reading How To Be A Topless House Cleaner
I got my first shipment of free vibrators in the mail from VibeReview a few days ago. I was so excited! I was most excited about the G-Rock. It’s U (C?) shaped, and made out of soft silicone, which means that you can easily clean it with plain old soap and water. When I saw… Continue reading Vibrator Review: G-Rock + Silver Bullet
When I tried posting these a few weeks ago, it didn’t work. A very computer wise guy tried, too, and he says the dell format that I recorded them in is just too fucked to be shrunk or translated.Â So I typed up the van dwelling one. For those of you that don’t know, Possum… Continue reading The Possum Interviews, #1
I made thirty one dollars last night. I’d always heard that this town was awful for stripping, but I’m used to coming out on top even when things suck for everyone else. Even on the shittiest of nights at a completely empty club I usually have one customer spend a lot of money on me.… Continue reading I'm Rich!
I pulled over here to catch up on my email, write blogs for the next week, etc. It’s been three hours and I’m still catching up on email. And there’s more to go. Woops. ❗ So, instead of an actual post, I offer for your amusement a letter that I recieved in the mail. My… Continue reading On The Road Again!
Â I called around to all the parts stores in town, and found a fuel pump for $280. Then I bargained them down to $220. Van dwelling lesson: always ask for discounts. Then flirt a little and ask again. The parts people recommended a mobile mechanic. I called him and he said he’d change it for… Continue reading More of an update than a post
Every new begining comes from some other beginings end… The van broke down on the way to the gathering, of course.Â I’m well versed in my AAA rights, since the time they wouldn’t come get me because I wasn’t within a hundred miles of anything, so I got them to tow me to the gathering.Â … Continue reading Breaking, breaking, breaking….
After a few days of hanging out with the most awesome people ever in this big scary city and not really making much money I start to see how people end up staying here forever. I love it. The animal cops leave a note on my windshield while I’m sleeping saying that it’s illegal for… Continue reading In Which I Get The Hell Out
I think this is my favorite picture. I’m wearing the knife that Katie gave me around my neck, Bro’s being all snuggly, and you can see my bed and the dulcimer and stuff behind me. Someday when I am old and settled, I’ll look at this picture and ramble about the days I lived in… Continue reading Picture Of The Week: Van Love