Fleeting fame and more.
 

Hm, I haven't been to any places in Florida, and the only place that I stumbled in to in Houston was some sort of cabaret place, where it was a single dancer at a pole, wearing a thong and that liquid latex over her nipples. Apparently, I should have paid attention to the signs as I was heading downtown from the airport.

Florida way above Vegas? That's saying something.

I like Olympic Gardens and Spearmint Rhino better than I liked Crazy Horse Too, but I was at CHT early on a Sunday night (and with the Mrs., even). Olympic Gardens had the best looking dancers, and excellent lap dances. Spearmint Rhino had great looking dancers, and when we got there early, the dancers all came and talked with us, and gave some more attention during the lap dances.

Rivers of blood, locusts, and not-quite-virgin births.
 

This is a revelation.

(...and his torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when it striketh a man. And in those days shall PLF seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from him (except when it shall stalk him), with golden trumpet and flaming burrito in hand. And when they shall have finished their testimony, the beast that ascendeth out of the bottomless pit (known henceforth as the spawn), shall make war against them, and shall overcome them, and shall kill them.)

Whatever. Thank God I don't have to deal with uptight "good society" doyen(ne)s on a regular basis. Enjoyment of arcane knowledge (a la BRC/DS and you) is one thing. Expecting reasonable people to adhere to such rules is something else. One can have manners, common decency, good sense, and treat others with kindness while still wearing strapless dresses at noon...unless the wearer is motherjumpin' huge. That, and XXXXXL spandex, are clearly crimes against humanity.

CDF (wondering which one of the Paigow Prettys will bear the mark of the beast)

Fleeting fame and more.
 

I've said it before and will say it again: Of all the women in the world, you married the perfect one for you. You need to treat the Mrs. right and never give her cause to throw your stuff out the door because you're never going to find anyone better.

Worked up? Huh? I assumed they'd be mentally planning their grocery lists while lap dancing or thinking about stopping at Target on the way home and that if they were thinking about the guy at all it would be to figure out how to get the most $$ from him.

Rivers of blood, locusts, and not-quite-virgin births.
 

If you're gonna quote from the new Al Franken book about O'Reilly, at least have the courtesy to give a cite.

not7yS

Fleeting fame and more.
 

It goes against the will of the cosmos to have a discussion of strip clubs and to leave Dallas off of the list. What next? A discussion of boob jobs without honorable mention for their city of creation?

I'm so disappointed.

Reality TV Trivia
 

I didn't realize that she and the Nets (?) guy had divorced. As a follow-up piece of trivia to my earlier question I was going to add that she was the first reality tv person to get an abortion with the cameras following her. Wonder how she feels about that in retrospect (the camera following aspect, not the abortion aspect).

Bonus trivia - who was the most annoying person from that cast?

Once Upon A Time in Mexico
 

Resolved: The cast of Once Upon A Time in Mexico is the hottest group of actors to work together on a film in the past 20 years.

The actresses: Salma Hayek, Eva Mendes
The actors: Antonio Banderas, Johnny Depp, Mickey Rourke (for those who like their men scummy), and Enrique Iglesias (who apparently is hot because he got with Anna K.)

Rivers of blood, locusts, and not-quite-virgin births.
 

All, of course.

As Mendel may tell you, while the Flower has exceedingly pretty genes, they are, sadly, recessive.

106 mi to Chicago, full tank of gas, 1/2 pack of cigarettes, dark, wearing sunglasses
 

This chick has to remember not to drive like this unless John Landis is directing.

It takes some effort to piece together from the article, but it sounds like she really got airborne. The witness was in sitting in his apartment underneath the restaurant that got destroyed.

Gatti("I heard the building shake, then this car flew over.")gap

Fleeting fame and more.
 

No strip club tour would be complete without both Dallas and Houston. It is part of our culture. It is Who We Are.

My Dallas experience in these matters is limited to trips to the $MM Saloon as an SA. I have heard that the place owned by the guys from Pantera is good, but I have not been. In Houston, I recommend Treasures. The artists who work there are quality professionals committed to customer satisfaction. They will not be thinking of the grocery list, or they at least will not let you know that they are thinking of the grocery list, which is what's important.

Be forewarned: it is all about the Benjamins, or, more traditionally, the Andys. And I'm not talking about a few lonely bills from the atm. A proper evening in the Champagne Room requires a stack of twenties thicker than most closing binders. Think spending money like a drunken broker. The artists may not be priceless, but they will be everywhere you want them to be.

So I've heard.

Fleeting fame and more.
 

Ah yes, the famed "Canadian Ballet." I recall feeling much shame as a child when, while visiting Epcot with my parents (shut up), my father, thinking that he was a laugh riot, asked the young lady at one of the Canada shops if there was an attraction featuring the "Canadian Ballet." Apparently the young lady either had no idea what the fuck he was talking about or had the good sense to realize that this strange American man had chosen to take his "drinking trip around the world" clockwise and Canada was his last stop and simply smiled and offered him a free sample of maple sugar candy..mmmmmm, maple sugar candy.

Bored? Try this.
 

New game for you to play. [spree: somewhat humorous office game]

http://www.disarea.com/work/office_space/

I apologize in advance if this has been linked before.

aV

Skateploitation?
 

Helen Stickler has made a documentary about the rise and fall of Gator -- a skater I mentioned here a few weeks ago.

(link to NYT article)

It is interesting that she compares skateboarding to stripping -- a bit of rationalising methinks.

When I was much younger in CA, I skated daily at Santa Cruz, Derby Park, Buena Vista, etc. and frequently hung out with a lot these guys, including Gator. And skateboard companies are nothing nothing nothing like strip clubs, porn companies, or even models, Inc. Sticker needs to pull her head out of Williamsburg-Hipster-I-can-reduce-everything-to -feminist-theory ass.

Fleeting fame and more.
 

Speaking of the Canadian Ballet, has Windsor been mentioned? It's phenomenal, plus it has a casino. 5 Canadian dollar lap dances; 4 Canadian dollar Labatt (Canada's Natural Lite!). And take Chicago OFF the list completely. The strip clubs here are brutal. Expensive and not completely nude (if you want booze). And the Crazy Horse charged my GF a cover -- when did they start charging women?

Two years ago, at about 4 in the morning on a Friday night at the Crazy Horse, a friend said, "this is bullshit -- I want full nudity and booze." It reminded me of Booger in Revenge of the Nerds. So we all went back home, packed a bag, and drove to Windsor. At around 11:30 AM we crossed the Detroit/Canada border, checked into a hotel, slept 'til 3 PM and went straight to The Million Dollar Club for 8 straight hours.

Good times.

Fleeting fame and more.
 

According to Strip City: A Stripper's Farewell Tour Across America, strip clubs in Montana and Alaska are pretty wild, and are totally nude. Central Florida was noted for the sheer number of strip clubs, though Houston has the most in a single city. The author of that book favored Dallas over Houston due to the new city ordinance about the number of feet allowed between the patron and the dancer. She seemed to hate El Paso and Pueblo, Colorado. Vegas overwhelmed her.