Welcome to Chaos !!

I'm back in Kenai to the comforts of my house. Like we say in Sweden, "Borta bra men hemma bäst". Meaning - there is no place like home. I'm hoping for some warm sun soon because I want to lay out and tan and read. It was completely cloudy and windy here yesterday but improved a bit today, although it rained a bit earlier. Current temperature is 55°F. Now you got a weather report from Kenai, Alaska. I'm at home doing laundry and eating. Might go back to the Bush Company in a few weeks or so. Paying $1200/week for a room is steep, even if did OK at the club. I don't really want to part with that big of a chunk of my money. Anyhow, back in Kenai. Exciting!

This is what the stage at the Great Alaskan Bush Company looks like. As you can see, no pole. You go up one dancer at a time, unless it's showgirl show night or a box party. Box party means it's somebody's birthday or bachelor/bachelorette party and that person gets to lay down on a large "box" that gets pulled into the middle of the stage. A certain number of girls, usually four, will dance around the lucky victim and lightly abuse (spanking and boob mauling) and entertain them. The stage gets lit up by all kinds of lights and it's usually fun to go on stage at the Bush Company.
Showgirl show night used to happen Wednesday through Saturday when I worked at the Bush a few years ago. It seems to have changed to once a week now - Wednesday night.
The girls that do the shows are referred to as "show girls" and some of the shows that they put on are REALLY good. I loooove watching the shows.
The girls work on a theme and often wear elaborate costumes. I've seen them use fire, liquids, oil, candle wax, paint, glitter, milk, acrobatics, getting pulled onto the stage inside a suitcase, aerial silks - it's very impressive!
If you're in Anchorage, try to go to the Bush Company on a Wednesday evening for show night, you won't be disappointed.



This pic is taken from the upstairs where the dressing rooms are and the office. The regular lights are on here since the night is over. Note the cool wooden statues up in the left corner. The club reminds me of a rustic old time saloon/brothel.



Of course I needed some pics of myself on the stage. This is at the beginning of the night before any people were in the club (only a few) and we had not started stage yet. I could not decide which pic to use, so here are three. The more the better!







And this pic is taken from a small area behind the stage where girls change costumes on show night, apply some last minute lip gloss, fix their hair or outfit before their turn on stage and we also check our privates......you know pussy check. Tampon strings should not be hanging out when on stage, remnants of toilet paper is not SEKSI either or whatever else that could be hanging from the vagina. It is what it is.

Country Sunday at the Bush Company is over with and I'm in bed with Chhaya, showered with my hair up in a bun. When I first walked through the door I threw myself on the bed, stretched and petted Chhaya......something like this.



So country music is really not my choice of music to dance to but I don't mind it, I can deal with it once in a while. I only went on stage twice tonight and can't even recall what songs I danced to besides that I had no clue to what the songs were. We were supposed to have country music until 11 pm but ended up playing it all night until closing. Sundays are generally laid back and I had a pretty fun night. I had some great conversations both tonight and last night about religion, politics and theories about what happens when you die.
SO NICE to talk about something meaningful because I did also endure a couple of morons this week. So below basic that I just can't comprehend how some people manage to function in the world? Not only basic, super annoying too. Perhaps those are some behaviors that only come out in a strip club/bar setting? I did not dress country tonight, same style as usual. Some girls wore cowboy hats, tank tops and even chaps. They looked cute. Chaps on a nice behind is a good sight.



I got asked about my underwear, I guess somebody wanted to buy some for his girlfriend, at least that was his explanation. LOL. Well, once again.....I wear HoneyDew boy shorts style.



A Bush Company bucket. Used on stage when collecting larger amounts of money. It's faster to scoop up the money into a bucket.

Swing by the Bush Company and get your car washed this afternoon! All the proceeds from the car wash will go to charity.



Later in the evening there will be country music night at the club from 7 until 11. FUN TIMES!

Saturday night at the Bush Company is over with. This was tonight's line up....over 30 girls tonight and last night.



I sat around doing nothing, besides being super bored until past 11 pm, then we got busy and I was occupied the last three hours. So I ended up having a good AND fun night.
And I finally put my super sparklies to work (Bejeweled-701 by Pleaser). I've been holding onto them for.....almost 1 1/2 year I think? I'm not sure what I have been waiting for, the right place? Not wanting to ruin them? Well, they are officially in use. They made their debut at the Bush Company.

Sorry that I am not updating as frequently as usual but I simply have no time. I'm working every day and I feel like a stripper machine. Something like this......



Throw in eat food, walk Chhaya, shower, shave, wash hair, put on lotion and slap on some make up and you have the full picture. What's kind of funny is when I first started dancing I WOULD actually dream about dancing and sometimes wake up from a vivid dream that I was on stage doing some routine involving stretching my body out or twirling around the pole.
I would wake up all confused and frazzled thinking I was at work and then realize I was actually in bed. Now I rarely dream about work, at least not that I remember but I rarely recall my dreams.
Well I tried a new (for me) coffee place. Steam Dot. Not bad.



And I am staying in an extremely overpriced room. The prices for hotel rooms go up significantly in the summer time. This is when everybody in Alaska with a business wants to cash in on the tourist season. If I didn't have Chhaya with me I could had stayed at some place like the Sockeye Inn for about $365/week but that means sharing shower facilities with others. I can do that for a while I guess. But since I have Chhaya I am paying a little over $1000 (yes, one thousand) for a week. You would think I would get a bad ass room for that price, something similar to the Wynn in Las Vegas right? But no, this is Anchorage and it is what it is. Hey, at least I have my own shower and a sink next to the bed. It could be worse I guess.....