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Vegas in the place where I have seen the most cases of guys being bamboozled in the strip club. Therefore my advice is, bring cash only and PAY ATTENTION! Don't get so shit faced that you don't know what you are doing and think that all the dancers will be nice like me and not take total advantage of the situation. Why anybody over 21 wants to be totally shit faced out on public is a mystery to me. That just looks BAD and ugly, now you know. I saw a middle aged man vomit all over the carpeted floor and the stage a few weeks ago, DISGUSTING.
Not OK unless you have acute food poisoning. Or you contracted Ebola or something.
Learn the price of a lap dance in the club. Unfortunately some clubs have those thirsty piranhas lurking in them that will swarm you as soon as you enter the club. I'm not thirsty, desperate or bad looking so I don't have to resort to those embarrassing practices. What I did notice in the last club I worked at in Vegas was just that, guys getting attacked as soon as they got their drinks, then forcefully pulled away. Some of them had enough sense in them to say no. The dancers reminded me of hungry piranhas. So that is what I now call desperate strippers - piranhas. Also the scams that go on. You get one lap dance. You would think that the dancer would ask you if you want another one when the next song starts, right? Wrong! Some piranhas just continue and then after some time when the drunk guys wakes up from the boobs and ass is his face trance and realizes that some time has gone by....he owes for five or ten dances. TAAAADAAAA!
Then there is the VIP room scam and that is where the big money gets bamboozled.
I'm talking about $ 1000 and up. It is one thing if the guy knows how much he is about to spend and agrees to it and a whole other thing if he gets taken for a ride. I saw a sad looking kid in the club in Vegas, I knew that he just came out of the VIP with two big time thirsty hustlers. I asked him if everything was OK. He ended up telling me that he was from Nebraska, 23, first time in Vegas, first time in a strip club and that whole adventure had cost him $ 3000 and he had to put it on the company credit card and didn't know how he was going to explain this "fun" to the boss and let alone pay for it. I walked up to the manager and said, "The guys are getting bamboozled in this club." He didn't say anything, he just looked away. I saw this scenario at least once a night, one or two girls at the cashier, pushing/telling a drunk sometimes inebriated guy that he must sign the credit card slip. The guy, looking bewildered/surprised/sometimes angry/resigned. You think you will get repeat and happy customers like this? Let me answer that question for you - HELL NO!
Look, I know that us dancers have to pay high stage fees (in some clubs), that we all want to make good money, preferably every time we step our high heeled foot on that stage to start our shift for that night. BUT COME ON NOW! Regardless of where I am, I TRY to treat people the way I want to be treated. And sometimes I just completely ignore the people I don't want to bother with. Would I want somebody to scam me out of money? Absolutely not. I went through a really bad real estate deal twice.....because I was very naive and trusted that the people I was dealing with only had good intentions. Well, little did I know! LOL! Welcome to capitalism, predatory loans and America! I survived and learned but that whole ordeal left a very bad taste in my mouth. So fuck you predatory lenders and the real estate agents that work with them, your time will come!
You can always refuse to pay if you feel bamboozled, that is my advice. Call the cops right then and there, sure it might be a bit embarrassing but would you rather pay $3000 if you honestly can say that you were being conned? You can maybe call the Better Business Bureau, file a complaint somewhere or tell the credit card company that you refuse to pay. After so many filed complaints, things will get noticed and investigated.
At Crazy Horse Too back in the day they had a few cases of guys refusing to pay, they got taken out back and dealt with Goodfellas style. Not cool. The club had a few high profile lawsuits because of this.
Even if some and other nights many, of the guys I encounter are total BASIC jerks and "gregs", I never rip anyone off. Trust me, sometimes I think that a greg deserves what's coming to him.....rip his asshole apart piranhas! I have a few times dealt with that guy that thinks he is fucking funny, agrees to a dance and then refuses to pay. Really?! Usually the sight of the bouncer will make him fork over the cash real quick or me threatening to donkey kick his small balls way up into his small intestine. I also once had a guy thinking a dance was $15 when it was $50......he didn't have the money on him or an ATM card. Well, my loss I thought.....oh well. He left and came back a little later with the money.
So, for the guys out there trying to scam dancers and refuse to pay when you really DO owe the money.....DON'T. Just don't. Do you dine at a restaurant and then refuse to pay for the meal you just enjoyed? Do you leave your car for repairs and drive away without settling the bill? Probably not, so the same goes for a strip club. It is a place of business. I am in there working and I actually pay the club for the pleasure of working there. And for the dancers doing it, well I think it is managements job to put an end to it. If I was managing a club I would want happy and repeat customers. The day I have to resort to being a hungry piranha I will know that the time has come for me to stop dancing.





A bit off topic bit still concerning working as a dancer.....especially in Vegas. The threat of Metro coming in undercover and citing you for things that sometimes make no sense and that are completely OK one evening but then not OK when Metro is spying in the club.
You can get charged with prostitution for giving a "bad" lap dance even if there was NO sex whatsoever involved. Kind of crazy. Fun to have prostitution on your record, especially if you didn't engage in it. They should charge the guy too getting that "bad" lap dance with being a John to make it fair. In Sweden it is illegal to buy sex but not illegal to sell sex. They are trying a different approach there to curb the demand for prostitution. Pimping is illegal too in Sweden. Good! I hate pimps, they are such low lives, all of them should rot in jail.



And then....there is this. Some doctor is refusing to pay his rather steep bill after enjoying himself at Scores NYC. Like I said earlier in this entry.....bring cash. Whether the doctor is guilty and should pay or was drugged as he claimed, I don't know.....that is up to a judge and jury to decide I guess.

www.tmz.com/2014/04/22/strip-club-lawsuit-scores-bill/#comments-fullwrapper

http://nypost.com/2014/04/22/i-was-drugged-doctor-refuses-to-pay-135k-strip-club-bill

It's Earth Day today people! What does that mean? Kind of like Valentine's Day......it's a good day to think a little extra about something and put in that little extra effort. I'm a real tree hugger so for me it's Earth Day year round. I do actually talk to the trees sometimes and give them hugs and kisses. Although I do contribute to pollution by driving a car and flying around the country and I am a consumer. If I lived in NYC it would be subway and walking all the time. I can proudly announce that the last two times I went to NYC I didn't set my foot in a motorized vehicle, I shlepped my two suitcases and my carry on around on the subway back and forth to the airport.
I went to the beach again today with the purpose to gather up some trash. Not only am I a scandalous, no shame dancer, I am also a self appointed trash picker. Probably my true calling in life, I should see if the local dump is hiring. As always there was plenty to be collected. Human beings are so filthy, it never ceases to amaze me. I am especially bothered by the church going folks.....preaching about God and bla bla bla and then they turn around and do no good. What does it say in the Bible again, that God created Earth? That's right, if God created Earth then take care of it, cherish it and get off your lazy ass and take your trash out with you!





My plans for the rest of the day.....I might go for another run if it's not too windy. Then I think I am going to burn some incense and talk to the trees.

There has been some firsts for the year since yesterday. It was nice and warm out yesterday, so much so that I tanned outside for the first time this year, I did it again today. I am pale and burn easy, so only about ten minutes on each side. I have so many moles, probably 100 plus. Hello melanoma!



Laying outside is very peaceful. I hear only the wind rustling through the trees, the occasional airplane and the chime making sounds.



Chhaya is spending most of her time outside now, she loves laying in the sun, soaking it up like a lizard.



Another first for yesterday.....I got attacked by the first mosquito of the year. Last year the mosquitoes were harassing this area in thick swarms, it was really bad, there were even lengthy articles in the local papers about the unusually large amount of mosquitoes here. It looks like it might be another year thick with those fuckers. Yeay......not.
Today I walked barefoot for the first time this year and brought out the flip flops. Havaianas.



Then I went on my first run of the year. It was great and I am so happy I can start running outside again. Today I did a 25 minute run, to keep the Kenai chunk away. I get chunky
(I think) here in Kenai and usually the chunk comes off when I go somewhere else for a while. There is no Whole Foods here. I enjoy running, it makes me feel alive and I inhale the fresh air deep into my lungs, they need it, the club here is so smokey. It should be illegal to subject non smokers to unhealthy poison like that.





I was jumping around like a newborn calf.



After the run I took Chhaya to the beach for a walk. It takes me about five minutes to drive there.







Chhaya is sleeping now.....I'm listening to Coast To Coast, texting, drinking tea and eating garlic naan and hummus. Soon I am going to brush my teeth, take out my contacts, turn off the light and go to sleep.

There have been so many horrible accidents lately. The Malaysia Airlines jet that disappeared with hundreds of people on board and is thought to have crashed into the ocean with no survivors. The bus crash in CA. The South Korean ferry disaster with so many people dead and hundreds still missing, drowning in the ocean. The avalanche on Mount Everest. SO SAD.
I get very emotional over stuff like this and imagine the victims last moments and struggle for survival. Were they scared? I wish I could take away their pain. And what about the anguish of the surviving relatives and friends? How awful. One minute we are here and alive but that can change in an instant. But then I'm thinking.....is it better to live until you are so old that you can't function on your own anymore, when you need others to do the things you took for granted for you? Is that better? Again I'm thinking about life and death a lot right now and wonder if the life we live here, on Earth, is some kind of a cruel joke, basically a long road of suffering. Some people really suffer. They are hungry, abused, hurt. Live under difficult circumstances with seemingly no hope for a positive change. What is the meaning of a life like that? Maybe death is a sweet relief in the end. Maybe death is the beginning of what's awaiting us next, some form of heaven or paradise? I can only hope because I have a very difficult time in coming to terms with that this life here is it. It can't be!
I have been out of the loop with the global news lately but I have heard bits and pieces about the situation in Ukraine. Some people think that we are on the brink on World War 3.


(Pic borrowed from moscow.usembassy.gov)

Putin is considered to be the most powerful man in the world, according to Forbes magazine and I can guarantee according to him too. What if they would just divide up Ukraine into two different countries? Like how former Yugoslavia decided in splitting into seven different countries. Or the Czechoslovakia breakup into two.
I guess Putin was asked if he was planning on taking back Alaska next.....you know the 49th state used to belong to Russia and he said no because it's too cold. He also said, "“Who needs Alaska?” Putin obviously doesn't know that I am in Alaska. HELLO!!!?
What can you say about Putin? Here he is on one of his many adventures.....riding a horse in Siberia.


(AP Photo/RIA Novosti, Alexei Druzhinin, POOL)

Besides this I have been listening to rather scary accounts of whether the US truly is a democracy or an oligarchy. What do you think? I think people in general are like a herd of controlled sheep. And I include myself in that herd. It's scary. Ignorance is bliss, until shit hits the fan that is.

Last night I left for work, running about ten minutes late. We are supposed to be there by 10 pm and I'm usually on time.....but not always. While driving along K-Beach (Kalifornsky Beach Road) when I see two dogs, weaving in and out of traffic......both lanes. The dogs were side by side and would not leave the road. The cars were plenty and all slowed down, I was praying that the dogs wouldn't get hit. When I finally caught up to them, I put my hazard lights on and slowed down. Then I pulled over to the side and got out of my car, hoping that the dogs would get in the car. They did come up to my briefly but then they started running again. So I continued a bit more until I could turn around......I parked the car and called the dogs to me. Then I managed to coax them away from the road into an area where there is cattle and rodeo's in the summer time. Again, I got them to come up to me and tried to get them in my car. The dogs looked tired but were frantic and confused, panting acting nervous but friendly. They drank water out of a large puddle and chewed on a pile of manure, obviously hungry. Then they ran away from me again, I kept calling them while they ran towards K-Beach. Luckily another person stopped and she got out of her car and opened the back of her SUV and the dogs jumped right in. I got on the phone with the police and they said somebody was on their way. I drove up to the lady that had the dogs. I think they were more familiar with jumping into the SUV because it was lower to the ground, my truck is high and they probably didn't understand what to do. We chatted, petted the dogs that dug into some burritos she had from Taco Bell in the car. You could see them relaxing by the minute, they had been so stressed out. The police called me back and asked if I could take the dogs to the animal shelter, we decided that the lady would take them into the shelter since the dogs were in her car already and I continued to work. This morning I got a text from the lady, she informed me that she had tracked down the owners through Facebook, the dogs are show dogs and got loose somehow but they are now safely back home.
I can just imagine Chhaya running down a busy road, scared and confused not knowing what to do. I can just hope that somebody would try to save her from getting hit by a car or injured somehow. I tell her frequently that she always has to stay by the house, in the yard with Mommy and that cars are "ouchie". I'm so glad that the dogs are OK, a happy ending!

So.....if you have been reading my blog for a while you might have noticed that I have been making a couple references to being an anorexic stripper with brittle bones and a meth habit lately. Of course I'm joking! I am obsessed with Breaking Bad, like most people and I think it's like the best show ever. Walter and Jesse are my heroes. But what really sparked the jokes was a comment I got a few weeks ago. I thought it was kind of funny, hence the jokes.
This was the comment, left by a "greg", "Sexy anorrexic rib cage picture. Show me more of that please , sick unhealthy strippers are the best. The older the better, dont fall down you might break a hip. Do guys like touching those ribs? "
I think I figured out where the comment came from. I was at work in Vegas, it was April 1.
I was in a really funny mood and walked up to a group of four guys. The conversation turned into me quickly making up a story (hellooooo it was April 1!) that I was a convicted bank robber and part of my deal with the judge was to do 100 hours of community service in one of the Vegas strip clubs. I said that in Vegas, women have a choice of doing community service in a strip club.....Vegas is Vegas and the town is unique like that. So they thought it was a funny story and one of them seemed really into it and we kept the banter going for a while. They asked if they could read about it somewhere and I told them to google Tatiana Supernova (which they probably did, found the blog and that is where the comment comes in) to read all the details of the bank robberies. Then one of them blurted out something in the lines of that I looked kind of old to be a stripper and snarkily added that he thought I looked like 31. I told him that if he thought I looked old and 31 he should just sit back and wait, the club was full of ladies that looked and actually were 10 -20 years older than me, easily. Then another one in the group, the seemingly more intellectual one, decided that he was going to get a dance and we walked off but instead of doing a dance we talked.
He informed me that I "wasn't it" for his friends. Not look wise but personality wise, because I had opinions and talked back. OK......Let's put a few things straight here. What guys think of me, whether I am "IT" for them, looks or personality, is NONE of my concern. I stopped worrying about trivial little things like that a long time ago. And I advice all women to join me on that, I promise you that your life will become much better! Yes, I am a dancer and I make money based on what I look like, I am fully aware of that fact -thank you very much. But I am who I am at the same time. Playing dumb is something that I never do. I know some women play dumb because they are basically trying to be manipulative in gaining something they want in the end. And good for them, I guess. But I don't have it in me to play dumb, I am aware of that I come off "bitchy" in many insecure men's eyes and I really don't give a shit.
Or how my newly found fellow dancer that I now love, Stella puts it, "Some customers won’t like you. A lot of customers didn’t like me because I don’t play stupid, which equates to being a bitch in their eyes. This is fine."
At work people comment on the way I look all the time. I collect unusual compliments, besides the regular ones like beautiful, gorgeous, pretty, sweet, bitch etc. Bitch is a compliment in my book. My latest addition to the collection is "flawless specimen". As far as my age goes, I get anything from 22 - 35. The last guess was 23 from a man on a business trip to Vegas from China. I'm really in my mid 50's (shhhhh don't tell anyone!) but manage to stay so young looking by indulging in weekly goat milk baths (if it was good enough for Cleopatra it is good enough for Tatiana) and frequent nightingale dropping facials. My Polish genes probably play a part too.
I do have to admit that the next day after that comment was left on my blog, I rushed to a renowned Vegas plastic surgeon and signed up to participate in a new experimental study of some super botox and fillers. They injected my whole face for free......since it's a new study I can't reveal too much about it. My whole face might melt off if things go bad or I might look like 15 again. I'm excited!



Look, the guy who sat in the booth with his friends that night, looking like a very BASIC person, probably had a chip on his shoulders about what his preconceived notions about dancers were......or maybe he just had a bad day or a shitty life in general. I don't know.
I could rip him apart, I'm pretty good at that (insert EVIL laugh here) but let's just stick to BASIC today. It's a new fave word of mine to describe people. BASIC.
I have enough self confidence that I could bottle it up and sell it. Ladies, don't let any guys opinions about you make or break your day!
And as far as my protruding ribcage goes......it makes me a TON of $$$! I charge $ 100 each time somebody lays a finger on my precious skinny ribs. Check them out......SEKSI huh?



What else before I go on with my day.....? Oh yeah, my meth habit. OF COURSE I have a meth habit, ALL dancers (strippers) do.....we all know that! Right? Lucky for me Walter didn't really die at the end of Breaking Bad (duh that was just for TV). He set up shop in my basement, so I am doing that blue meth and dating Jesse. Life is good!