Oy, my loins. I need another cigarette.

So, we made the trek up to Calgary for the Suicide Girls Burlesque Road Show, or whatever the fuck its called. It was a 2 hour drive, followed by a few hours of shopping, an excellent Greek dinner, and then 4 hours of standing. This was of course followed by an hour of getting out of town (disregarding traffic signals due to booze and bloodflow being redirected from brain) and 2 hours to drive home. Home at 3, and sleep sometime around 4:15. You can fill in the blanks with the rest, you naughty people.

So, how about that show? Doors opened at 8 but it was nearly 9 before the line sorted itself out. We were on Will Call, but that still took for bloody ever. Thankfully nobody seemed interested in forming a floor crowd until well after we got there, so we were well positioned. Around 9:45 the opening band that was totally forgettable (if only due to utterly incomprhensible lyrics from the cute as hell lead singer) and we had to wait until just after 10:30 for the girls to hit the stage. I really feel bad for the poor people in the back because while we got quite an eyefull even in the third row of the floor it was a bit hard to see.

Anyway, the opening bits of it were a bit boring. The ensemble first act set the stage, but the first few acts after it were - oh, thats nice. Things did get a lot more erotic from then on in, aided by the woman behind me who seemed to have no issues with personal space. Was she intentionally bumping me? Hell if I know. I just enjoyed the fuck out of it. The later routines - a glowing hoola-hoop act, a "lets dump beer over everyone in the front 5 rows and then all over my extremely lovely titties" act, the renowed Reservoir Dog act - man, extremely hot. Wife thought they were hot to, but she had her limit of standing come 20 minutes before the end. Also, it was too crowded to smoke so that was a bit of a pain.

So, all in all, a lot of fun, but I'm feeling a bit too old for it.

Oy, my loins. I need another cigarette.

So, we made the trek up to Calgary for the Suicide Girls Burlesque Road Show, or whatever the fuck its called. It was a 2 hour drive, followed by a few hours of shopping, an excellent Greek dinner, and then 4 hours of standing. This was of course followed by an hour of getting out of town (disregarding traffic signals due to booze and bloodflow being redirected from brain) and 2 hours to drive home. Home at 3, and sleep sometime around 4:15. You can fill in the blanks with the rest, you naughty people.

So, how about that show? Doors opened at 8 but it was nearly 9 before the line sorted itself out. We were on Will Call, but that still took for bloody ever. Thankfully nobody seemed interested in forming a floor crowd until well after we got there, so we were well positioned. Around 9:45 the opening band that was totally forgettable (if only due to utterly incomprhensible lyrics from the cute as hell lead singer) and we had to wait until just after 10:30 for the girls to hit the stage. I really feel bad for the poor people in the back because while we got quite an eyefull even in the third row of the floor it was a bit hard to see.

Anyway, the opening bits of it were a bit boring. The ensemble first act set the stage, but the first few acts after it were - oh, thats nice. Things did get a lot more erotic from then on in, aided by the woman behind me who seemed to have no issues with personal space. Was she intentionally bumping me? Hell if I know. I just enjoyed the fuck out of it. The later routines - a glowing hoola-hoop act, a "lets dump beer over everyone in the front 5 rows and then all over my extremely lovely titties" act, the renowed Reservoir Dog act - man, extremely hot. Wife thought they were hot to, but she had her limit of standing come 20 minutes before the end. Also, it was too crowded to smoke so that was a bit of a pain.

So, all in all, a lot of fun, but I'm feeling a bit too old for it. I need a nap.

Oh, and I saw a girl I knew fairly well in high school. She seemed to either not recognize me or avoided me, but I heard via the grape vine that since she came out as a lesbian she doesn't talk much with people from back in the closet days. It was a bit of a shame as I always rather liked her.