April 22nd, 1999
Howdy,
Jason and I have spent most of the last week tracking down a story about a 3 legged stripper working somewhere in Florida. This of course means that we spend a lot of time in strip clubs. We invited Lan to come along but she refused. Well after a lot of near beer and dollar bills tucked into places mother wouldn't approve, we finally found her.
All this strip club daring do led Jason to form an interesting theory (and one I thought you might get a kick out of). Jason contends that he can drink lots more at strip clubs than at normal bars because his hormones get worked up from the surroundings and cancel out the effects of the beer. I didn't have the heart to tell him that they serve non-alcoholic beer in strip clubs. No sense in making him think that he's wasting all that money.
So we finally found her but this Cro-Magnon bouncer/boyfriend thought we were going after his all too normal 2 legged girlfriend/stripper. Yup, he saw me going backstage and started making ugly caveman sounds. It didn't get nasty but I was glad Jason's muscular presence was around.
So I got my interview (and then some) with the lovely Cloudy O' Day. Read all about our amazing exploits in the new Freakopedia entry.
hurdy gur
Derek
