Welcome to Chaos !!

Woke up this morning by 11 am, while stretching my tired body and wiggling my toes I looked at something sitting on the blinds, something at least three inches long. A yellow jacket, eeeeeek! Then it started flying around my room fast and angry, so I opened the door and it disappeared somewhere into the rest of the trailer. Nothing like waking up to trailer life!



One of my roomies, the drunk but nice lady decided to leave last night. She is going to another club she has been working at about 100 miles away, she thinks I should try it out too. Maybe or maybe not. I'm still in Winner. Although last night started out slow, there were no guys in the club until after 8 pm due to some uninteresting baseball game on.....people and sports, I personally don't get it....but I did quite well after the club got busy. So last night I was a winner in Winner! I have made back my trip expenses plus some, so at least I have that. Now....profits only!
One girl told a story about getting bitten by a brown recluse (spider) last year she was here, she had to go to the emergency room for some sort of treatment and got antibiotics. Maybe it was a brown recluse that I took outside the other day? I am scared of spiders but I don't like killing them.
Last night a bigger girl that says she is fat (her own words) because she recently had a miscarriage (like in month 8 or what?), lit her nipples and crotch on fire. We are not supposed to show the VAGINE here but I guess it really is of no importance to some of the ladies.
She did the match trick, I saw that done a long time ago....I wonder who the first person was that came up with that? You basically take a match and pull the end apart into two pieces, slightly wet it and stick it on your nipples and light it on fire. I've tried that once or twice at home just for giggles. Then she stuck a match in her crotch and lit that on fire. She pulled down her panties and bra in front of a group of a group of guys looking a her with a look of amuse and bewilderment on their faces. Yeah, it was NOT a pretty sight.....more like a freak show. VERY NICE and HIGH FIVE!
So it is soon time for me to return to the trailer, take out any insects present and jump in the shower. Early night tonight, we close at midnight....it is Sunday after all, the day we should all rest.

The club I'm working at for the rest of the week (unless I decide to leave and go somewhere else for some reason) is called Holiday House. It is inside a sports bar of some sort so it's really not a "real" strip club and that is quite noticeable.
There are two stages, one which is one of the WORST stages I have ever seen. Just an elevated square with no pole, some slippery linoleum flooring, a low roof, I'm inches away from it when I stand up. There is absolutely HORRIBLE bright green and white lights that blink on and off and blind you and show off every stretch mark, scar, pimple, stray hair and cellulite. Lovely. I don't know of any girl that wants to have that on blast. I don't understand how some club owners think, do they not look at the stage and pay attention to something as crucial as lighting in the club? Everybody should know that lighting, even in a restaurant is important and sets the mood. Do I want to go on a stage and showcase my cellulite on my thighs? NO. And I have some. There are girls in there with stretch marks all over their stomachs and boobs and major cellulite and I cringe when I see that. It just doesn't look nice whatsoever. Think of a dressing room mirror with some very harsh lighting. Lights in a strip club should be soft and on the dark side (not too dark) and reddish. I'd rather go on stage with some regular 40 W light bulbs than lights that make any girl look worse, unless you are a skinny 13 year old.
The club over all is very trashy. I don't know what I was expecting..... a miracle perhaps? I did work in Dallas SD the last two years and that too was very trashy. I guess I hoped for some sort of improvement here, but no. The guys are nice but most of them, MOST not all, are blue collar couch potatoes that get away from home for a week to go hunting. Not professional at all. And this is a description told to me last night by a nice man that has been coming here for 30 something years. I think he summed it up fairly well. Lots of burping and farting. Not by me, by the guys. I KNOW, totally DISGUSTING! Why am I here again I wondered several times last night. One more week of torture.
I did meet a few very nice gentlemen. And that is refreshing. They thought so too by meeting me because to be quite frank, some of the girls working at the club are scary and lack any form of refinement. They think that dancing is basically crawling out on stage, get down on all fours and shake their jiggly rumps around. Um NO. Then they sit around and text on their phones and glare at the other girls (like me).
The first night was pretty bad but last night was decent money wise. I just hope it keeps up. So far I have seen about three or four pretty girls and the rest were basically trashy.
But everybody has different taste and some guys that go to strip clubs like the trashy look and behavior because they think that there might actually be a chance to get a girl that presents herself like that to go home with them. Plus they are trashy themselves sometimes.
Whereas a classy and nice looking girl is more out of their league and intimidating.
I stay in a picturesque trailer. Quite lovely if you are into the trailer life. LOL. I have a spartan room outfitted with one bed and some rusty hangers in the closet. The bed has a sheet.
I went out and bought my own pillow and asked for another sheet to cover myself with when I sleep. I might have to buy a blanket and don't want to sound cheap but I think that at least clean bedding should be provided for the girls that travel, so you don't need to bring that with you. Especially if they charge $40/night for the trailer life experience. I am going to try and negotiate that price, really $40? I mean, do I want to travel with pillows and blankets? Pay for an extra suitcase on top of the one I already checked? Not really. There are no locks on the bedroom doors, so I can't lock the door when I sleep or when I leave. I always bring my money, laptop and PRADA bag with me when I leave. There trailer also has a bunch of bugs. I'm not sure what they are but they fly. I take them outside but they come back. I also took out a spider from my room and a yellow jacket. I like animals but come on now!



Besides the insects, I share this quaint little trailer with three other ladies. One of them has to sleep on a bed in the living room/kitchen area. She is OK during the day, sleeps mostly but at night she gets completely WASTED and I take her back "home". She is amazed that I don't drink and I think to myself, thank God I don't because I would not want to look and act like you do around midnight. She stumbles around and mumbles. Hangs all over the guys that try to get rid of her. She told me she got fired from one of the clubs in Williston (Whispers) for drinking too much. No shit! And let me tell you, most people drink here and in Williston, so to drink too much.....that means you are WASTED, like I said. Last night on the rather uncomfortable ride home she stared at me the whole time then proceeded to sneeze 12 (yes, 12!!!) loud and wet sneezes back to back. GROSS. I wrapped my scarf even tighter around my face. She asked me if I was cold, I said yes.
The other two ladies are ghetto hood rats from Florida with no class whatsoever. One is very skinny with some bad bolt on boobs that she proudly displays all over the club (LOOK at me, I bought boobs!!.) Some girls here don't cover up when they leave the stage, they just let it all hang out. I mean, why not right? That would never happen at a more upscale club. She looks like she has been friendly with the pipe a lot in her life and I don't refer to a weed pipe now. The other one is a tall blonde with a big stomach. She has a bad attitude and I had to tell her off the first night because she acted inappropriate towards me. I really don't want to elbow anyone in the face and rearrange their teeth so I told the "house mom" that I didn't come all the way here for a bunch of lame drama. But if I have to I will use the elbow or a precisely placed round kick to her face if I have to. Really, don't fuck with me.
There are two girls working here that worked with me this past summer in Alaska. Me and another girl nicknamed them Alf and Oksana. Alf because she looks like Alf in the face.
And Oksana because she looks like she is strong enough to pull a plow. Or wrestle a bear.
When people drop a beer bottle or a glass on the floor in the club or when one of the dancers kick it over by accident while on stage, the mess does not get cleaned up. There are wet areas and broken glass on the floor and you have to be careful walking around so you don't slip and have an accident. To get up to the second level where the dances are done you have to climb up a steep spiral stair case that is downright an accident waiting to happen. Very bad idea. But like I said, this is some kind of a sports bar that gets turned into a make shift strip club during pheasant hunting season. As far as any nice place in town to dine at etc.....I haven't seen any.....yet.
The staff so far are nice. I haven't really dealt with them much except hand over the steep house fee and the DJs tip and when I told the "house mom" about the hood rat and her behavior.
But now I am going to see if I can find a park or something so I can get some sun and fresh air before I am returning to the Sheraton (trailer) here in town to shower and get ready for another night at the broken bottle palace.

So I finally got a new start page as you might have noticed. YEAY!!!!
www.fargosisters.com
The old one is no longer relevant, it was absolutely time for it to retire. Julia, the other girl in the pic.....in case you are not in the know of the story, she and I started this blog together back in 2006. We wrote a few entries together and she penned entries by herself but then she decided she no longer wanted to write (here at least) but I thought it was so much fun so I continued. GOOD huh? You can read all those older entries if you browse thorough the archives, it will specifically say who wrote what entry at the bottom. I think that Julia's last entry was in 2007 if I am not mistaken.
So old look is gone.......



And the new look is here. I did not make the start page. It was all done by KISA, my very kind friend in Germany that has been helping me with all the blog's issues for a few years now.
I have never even met him in reality and he refuses any form of payment, even a Christmas present. Without KISA and his expertize I would had been lost when it comes to updating stuff, fixing bugs and getting a new start page. So THANK YOU KISA, you are wonderful! ❤

So I am in a small town called Winner, that is in South Dakota. I really hope that this town will live up to it's name......I started my journey Wednesday evening and it took three airplanes to get to Sioux Falls, then I rented a car from there and drove to Winner, that took about four hours. I was exhausted last night, my body felt weak my eyes just wanted sleep but I still went to work. The clubs name is Holiday House.
I am kind of strapped for time today. I didn't wake up until 2 pm, dehydrated I know the feeling because my brain feels on the verge of a headache.
I need to get in the shower no later than 4 30 and I have some errands to do before that so there will be more details about Winner and the club another time. And I already got some stuff to talk about, you know me!
There is not even a decent coffee shop around (not that I know of at least) so I went to McDonald's for a coffee, some salad with no meat, they only have salad with no meat as a side salad and free wifi. So I am going to scarf down this fine meal and get going.



PS.....note my pink heels on the Welcome To Winner sign.

After pulling up some pictures I can see that some things only get better with age. I decided. I'm sitting here having a hot chai, feeling kind of sad I guess. It's time for some new adventures.

I'm finally in bed after a rather busy day. I went to the pool again, hopefully I will keep this routine up through the winter. I got to the pool late, I only had 30 minutes until closing but I still managed to do 36 laps. Michael Phelps might have competition! And I had the whole pool to myself, I wish I could bring Chhaya inside.....she would love it.



After that I took Chhaya out for a long walk, found some new trails that are really pretty. I love it when I discover new fun places for me and Chhaya to walk. Then I saw a sign warning people of recent bear sightings on the trails.....although bears are super cute I'd rather not come face to face with one.



After that I did errands, got some take out food and ice cream, came home, ate, relaxed a bit with a book and then I got busy cleaning for a couple of hours. Now I am in bed with almond oil in my hair. I heated up the oil first and then I rubbed it into my scalp and poured it all over my hair. I also put a honey mask on my face. I used to do a face mask at least once a week and some form of hair treatment about twice a month but I have gotten lazy on that bit. I am sleeping with the almond oil in my hair overnight. Another hair treatment I used to do is mix egg yolks and olive oil, put that in my hair, on with a shower cap and leave it in for about an hour. I've read somewhere that certain nationalities spend more time caring for their hair, doing oil treatments and masks, especially Indian and South American women. While a lot of women in the US spend more time coloring, blow drying, styling and flat ironing their hair and that is of course not that good for the hair. So spend more time caring for your hair than shocking it with heat and bleach if you want better quality hair. I need to step up my hair care regimen with some form of a treatment like the almond oil twice a month besides only conditioning every time I wash.

Hair oil and honey face mask. Very NICE! Borat likes VERY much!