Welcome to Chaos !!

It's Memorial Day here in the great US of A. I was home last night and watched some footage on TV of people lost in war and others talking about lost loved ones, so sad. I cried a bit.
I hate war and all that it brings but then who doesn't?



And then I found out that John Nash and his wife Alicia died in an completely unnecessary accident. Got even more sad. I've been reading about Nash's thoughts on "consumers of mental health organizations" and I very much agree. It's kind of scary that people are blindly medicating themselves without thinking about the consequences, or caring it seems. Sure.....I know that medications help people, even I take a pill once in a while if I have a headache or bad menstrual cramps but I also believe that medications do more harm than good for some. Children and TODDLERS are taking antipsychotics, antidepressants and stimulants.
The numbers of kids on medications seems to be increasing. My opinion on that in short is, WTF? Anyhow, both Nash and his wife were brilliant and and I think it is very sad that they died.

I work in a small club in the middle of nowhere when I'm in Alaska. The club is very interesting, the decorations are definitely not what you would expect to see in a Spearmint Rhino or any larger club in a big city. When I first came to Alaska to work I started at the Great Alaskan Bush Company in Anchorage. That was like nothing I had ever seen before, I thought that place was very strange looking and rustic. Not the usual comforts I was used to from the clubs I had worked at before in Las Vegas. And then I arrived at Good Time Charlies in Soldotna and was like WTF, is this place REAL???!! Now I had never seen anything like THAT before. Since that first night I started, years ago now, the club has definitely improved look wise, Boss Lady has done a lot to add to the charm of the club and I have done some too besides showed up there to work. But Boss Lady is responsible for most.
Good Time Charlies is such an interesting place that Charlie (yes, Charlie actually exists and is the owner) even got contacted by some production company that wanted to talk to him about a possible reality TV show after they had came across MY blog, thank you very much. But Charlie declined the offer. I am VERY disappointed because if there is ANY strip club out there that deserves its own reality show it is Good Time Charlies! SERIOUSLY We would blow up bigger than "Here Comes Honey Boo Boo" and "The Duggars" combined without any of that child molestation crap. We only molest grown men (sometimes women too) and take their money, plus we look good doing it. Somebody needs to alert TLC and tell them to contact Charlie about a reality show that will blow all the other reality shows out of the water! Nobody wants to watch a family with 19 kids and questionable practices anymore, or Mama June making "Sketti" when they can watch our hijinks at Charlies!

I'm going to show you some of the curiosities of Charlies.
First of all, the mysterious shoes that are lined up on top of some lockers. Not your typical looking stripper shoes. Why were they left behind? Did the owner/s of the shoes walk out of the club barefoot that night or in their platform stripper heels? Were they in a hurry?
I have an offer for any used shoe enthusiasts out there too good to be refused! If you see a pair of shoes in this line up that you are interested in, let me know and I will send them to you. All you have to pay is shipping costs. See how generous I am to my fellow human beings?



Now check out these shoes that are just sitting alone in a locker accompanied by a cigarette and a curling iron. Talk about mysterious! This can be the beginning of a crime novel. Where is the girl that wore these white, size 10 chunky heels, brand "Anna"? Did she curl her hair and chain smoke cigarettes? I will ship these too but since I feel that these shoes come with an air of mystery attached to them, you will have to pay shipping AND give me a $150 donation.
I will throw in a Good Time Charlies t-shirt as well. Let me know what size t-shirt you want and color (black or white).



Here is our announcement board. I am responsible for most of the content on it, except the thank you note from the no kill animal shelter in Nikiski that I personally delivered the money to that we collected at work (don't ever say that strippers never contribute to anything good OK!), where to park your car, the curling iron issue and when to get paid for dances.
I personally never take money upfront for danced and I never had problems with getting paid.
If somebody would try to walk out of the club without paying for dances from me I would swiftly throw my seven inch heel in the back of their head, then kick them in the crotch with the other foot that still had a heel on it. See if you'd like that treatment! Amazingly there are some people that do, I need to write a blog about that! Personal experience actually.



I love the information pamphlets about chlamydia, genital warts and herpes. I picked those up at Planned Parenthood. At Christmas time I decorated the club's Christmas tree with them. You should put some STD pamphlets up on YOUR tree next Christmas, that will for sure be a great conversation starter when your relatives come over for dinner!

Now this is a basket full of rolled up dollars, also known at Charlies as money balls. This is usually how we get tipped on the bar stage. If nobody is tipping, Boss Lady will loudly yell, "Throw her some money boys!!!" and that takes care of the problem. I sometimes spend 30 minutes or more/night unrolling dollar bills. It's not unusual to find fives in there, sometimes tens and twenties. The other night somebody donated a $50 bill to me. I must had looked hungry or miserable in order to get a bill that large.
I am certainly not complaining about unrolling dollar bills. There are definitely worse problems out there! Like having no money at all. I can't even imagine!



I love this sign. Yes, if you complain at Charlies you will get bitch slapped. Usually Boss Lady administers the bitch slaps but when her hands get tired we have plenty of other aggressive ladies that will gladly take over. Please pay us a visit to find out for yourself!
I also love my new bra. Pretty, huh? The other night somebody thanked me more than once and told me that I am truly "a gift to this land" when I got off stage. I collect unusual compliments and this one will be added to the list. Super sweet!



I have more curiosities of Charlies to show but will save those for another time. I can't let you have all of our goodies at once!

Found a new mermaid today. on a tray. I like the way this mermaid looks with her long flowing hair, mermaids kind of need to have long hair......it's part of their look. I get told a lot that I remind people of a mermaid. What do you do with a tray like this? I'm not sure yet, I can use it as a decoration/art piece only or put it to use and keep my keys and change on it.

I don't have much more to say today. It's gray and rainy out, I feel very tired and unmotivated. Full on PMS mode here. I think I am going to take a nap together with Chhaya on her doggie bed. I sometimes sleep on her bed, curled up tightly with her. Check back tomorrow for a more enthusiastic (hopefully) update. It's nap time for me. Here is a kind of old mermaid-y pic of me.....going on 3 years soon. I need more mermaid style pics!

I finally went to work after about a week and a half break. See this is why I don't know if I could ever have a "normal" job with a set schedule. I like to take breaks and do what I want, meaning sleep, be with Chhaya, read, watch movies, write, think about the meaning of life, take baths etc. Of course not having a schedule can make you lazy, unmotivated and feel slightly crazy, I get like that once in a while. When I feel that slight craziness creep on I go to work and that takes care of that problem right away. I noticed that if I don't work for too long I don't feel well, therefore I don't understand how people that don't work or do anything besides sit at home all day long feel good? I need to find a J. Howard Marshall QUICK before I get too old for even a J. Howard Marshall, then I can sit around and drink sweet iced tea, mingle with the other ladies that do lunch and get seriously involved in charity. Last night was kind of slow. In the beginning it was awful, three confused and inbred looking weirdos just sat there with their mouths agape and a very inebriated (it's a normal condition around here) older guy sat down next to me and attempted to have a "conversation". He informed me of owning three houses in Costa Rica, owning a car (nooooooo way!!!) and wanted to take me sailing plus a bunch of other meaningless mumbo jumbo. Asked what my name was at least five times, short term memory problems apparently. Then he said that he was a millionaire and needed somebody to give his money to. I asked him if he has any kids. Yes, one. I said give the money to your kid. The girl that would had been all over his imaginary stories about houses in Costa Rica and a fat saving account was not present last night. She would had sucked his wallet dry within 45 minutes, pocket change included. Then she would had him take her grocery shopping after work, him footing the bill of course. I can't stand being around annoying and drunk people so I suffered politely for ten minutes and then excused myself. So thinking about it, I would rather be poor and alone with the company of animals (like Brigitte Bardot) than to have to spend my days "sailing" with somebody like that. Torture! No J. Howard Marshall for me when I really analyze the situation. LOL. I was just kidding about that anyways. I am so not a gold digger. My ensemble for the evening. The pink bow in the bra and the pink trim in the panties really pop in the black light.

My Wednesday Night Fever pose.....Tony Manero style. I need to watch that movies again, say what you want about John Travolta nowadays, Scientologists are creepy to me but man could he DANCE back in the day!

I have been watching some Netflix documentaries the last few days that I will see if I can reflect on here tomorrow or so. Documentaries, when dealing with serious and dark matters are kind of depressing. But great at the same time, it's good to get reality presented to you instead of all the fake and pretend stuff that we are surrounded by on a daily basis.
I made a little fire today. I burn stuff like ice cream containers, napkins, empty paper cups that had my latte in them (when I don't bring my reusable cup to the coffee shop), egg cartons, basically anything burnable goes in the fireplace. I also have firewood stacked up, that goes in the fire too but not today since I only wanted to burn some scraps. My hair smells like now.



I feel tired because I had to get up early yesterday, went to bed late and didn't sleep well last night. My body wants to sleep but I have stuff to do. Better go and take care of it I guess.......

I got inspired (from somebody else's blog, her name is Clara) to make a fruit salad. It's been so long since I had fruit salad, can't even recall last time. So I went to the grocery store today and got two apples, three kiwis, a container of strawberries and one mango. And some whipped cream. All organic except the mango. IF I can I get organic I will. At Whole Foods it's easy, it's all organic. There is no such thing even close to Whole Foods in Kenai or Soldotna but you can get your fruits and veggies from the organic section at Fred Meyer and I do not think it's that much more expensive. But I haven't really compared.
I got home and chopped it all up, put it in a bowl, refrigerated for maybe 30 minutes, whipped up the cream and enjoyed. Very good! The first bite took me back to my birthdays in Sweden as a little girl, my Mom would always make me a cake with sliced up fruit in between the cake layers, fruit on top and plenty of whipped cream.



ALL my fruit and veggie scraps go to the animals outside. I do not throw any of that in the garbage. If the animals don't eat it....then it will disappear eventually and become mulch.
But the animals, I'm suspecting rabbits, seem to like what I give them. Unless the bears are enjoying my offerings.



I'm in the process of cleaning the house. Today I swept the downstairs and mopped a few sections. Tomorrow more mopping. All shoes come off by the door at my house. No shoes inside unless I am in a hurry and rush in from the outside to grab something real quick, so yes exceptions are always allowed. I remember when I was newbie in the US and would be so grossed out when I noticed that it was normal to wear shoes in the house here, people lounging on their couches and even beds with their outdoors shoes on. I was like??? I had never seen anybody do that in Sweden. To me that was nasty. When I lived with Shelley I would tell her friends to get their dirty shoes off her couch, of course they thought I was a rude bitch. LOL. Then when my friend Mikey moved in with me and Mike (when I had roommates) he was not happy about the no shoe rule, I would NOT budge on that. Now he takes his shoes off in the garage before he even steps into his house. He would never wear shoes in his house today, which is super stylish and very clean may I add. I think it all depends on what lifestyle you have and how you grew up. If you live in a rustic style house all alone maybe wearing shoes indoors doesn't seem like a big deal. But dragging in dirt and all kinds of nasty stuff and then get it on the couch or the bed.....I can't personally live like that.
Hello, people spit their lougies and blow their noses on sidewalks all the time that everybody steps in. Having said that, everybody has different rules for their house, you just have to respect that I guess. I wear my heels when I walk Chhaya and tend to the yard, who doesn't?