Today I went around asking guys if they liked my exotic dancer costume. Some of them couldn't even tell I was dressed up as a stripper.

I would like to see Ted Leo tonight, but he's playing at Emo's and I'm not sure I can stomach Sixth Street on Halloween weekend. I'm sure I can't, in fact. I can barely handle it on a normal weekend. I think I will go get some candy and DVDs, as a matter of fact.

Neil Gaiman was just on FMC introducing a scary movie. That came on right after a decidedly unscary movie, Our Man Flint.

One of the girls from work is moonlighting in a haunted house in a mall here in town. She was wearing some of those spooky Marilyn Manson contacts and had on some freaky makeup; not sexy Halloween but scary Halloween. She said, "I don't work on Halloween to make money. Last year I was a blue elf, with blue skin and pointy ears. Everyone kept telling me to live long and prosper, but I was an elf, not Spock!"

There's a girl I've worked with since the early days of the Show Palace, so figure about eight years ago. She's recently shown up at XTC, a bit mellower than she used to be; I can recall several fights she was involved with over there. Anyhow, she was talking in the dressing room about the problems she's been having with her daughter. She's 12 and "she's got more titties, more ass than I do. And she's telling people she's 15! We were taking out the trash the other day and you know, when I don't have makeup on, we look close to the same age"--I bet this is true, she definitely does not look like she could have a 12-year-old kid--"and these guys, they started saying, 'Hey, what's up,' and I'm like, 'What the fuck? She's 12!' and they're all, 'She told us she was 15!'" There are so many things here that I find amusing. One of them being that being 15 instead of 12 would make it ok.

Some guy in VIP today told Cricket, "Let's see what those hands can do." Take your $20 and leave, I'd imagine.

Friday was a stellar day for me, I had multiple three-digit customers and stayed busy all day. My body is paying for it today, as I hadn't worked in two weeks and then went in and really worked. It was kind of a bummer, though. I have been trying to quit smoking--I say "trying" because I've had about four attempts this year--and I just can't seem to get over that work hump. I can not smoke at home, at school, in the car, at clothed work, but get me into the club and I swear that within thirty minutes I will have lost all of my resolve to not smoke. I am going to have to make up my mind to quit at work as well. Because I can't smoke there either; apparently if you smoke a pack a week you are getting all of the risks a pack-a-day smoker gets (without all of the fun). So beginning next week, if you see me smoke at work, you're allowed to bitchslap the cigarette out of my hand.

My XTC days are numbered now; the plan is for me to leave Austin around December 15th. That leaves about six more weeks to see me here. I haven't decided what I'm going to do with the website; I don't know what I'll be doing when I move. I'll be dancing for a while, at least, but no parties, I don't think. I'd have to find another bouncer and girls I'd want to work with first. Watch this space for news.

Even Kansas Fucking State can put up points against OU.

Truly one of the most amazing television moments of this campaign, Jon Stewart's Crossfire appearance can be dowloaded here, or you can read the transcript here. I have long believed Comedy Central to be the best source of political commentary in the U.S. via the Daily Show and South Park.

I've finally been back at work this week, though I still feel a little out of sync there. It's been pretty steady though.

I was very amused last night to run into someone I know at the club; we had a lot of fun talking politics and gossiping. A very entertaining interlude.

I worked today for all of three hours, which was long enough to make what I wanted to make. It was uneventful, except for the guy who had no idea how to act in the club. Whenever I would bend over or lean back, he would lean in, trying to get eyeball-to-clit with me. I had to repeatedly push this fool back in his chair. I am continually amazed when guys don't get the point after the first two shoves. After that, I am no longer dancing in your zip code. He got even more agressive with the next dancer who performed for him, which earned him a smack in the face. Hee.

Oh, I also ran into an old customer from the Show Palace days who I see occasionally in XTC. He is really great, he'll always buy a couple of dances and hand me a hundred. And he stopped asking me when I'd meet him outside the club.

Oh, man, this is so cool: There is another burlesque voter registration drive in LA! Check it out. More stripping for the polls! Yeah! Goddammit, I wish the Times writer had known about this, too.

I was really nervous heading back into work yesterday and today; I can't seem to adjust into stripper mode so easily right now because I have been so heavily in school and other work mode. Sigh. I did ok today but I hope Sunday's better. I was really happy to see some of the girls I'd missed, especially Samantha, who I really want to set up with one of my sister's friends. She's an extremely hot and stacked brunette, and sharp to boot.

Well, I was really happy that the show went well, though I would have liked to see more people there. The performances were terrific, and you can read the New York Times article here. Also, Audrey is going to be on CNN tomorrow night, on Anderson Cooper 360 at 6 pm Central, to talk about Burlesque for Peace!

Yay!

Check it out, Burlesque the Vote is in the Daily Texan. Here's the story.

I'm working on my costume today. It's going to have some funny surprises, tee hee. This is going to be fun.