My last post was all about what was happening with me presently. Yeah, all about how I was going to take that audition because that solo spot in the recital was so rightfully mine, all mine.
Welllll.....that didn't happen. I had been dancing and training like a teenage gymnast. My left knee decided to start burning painfully just a week before my audition. The few days before my audition, I was seen by a chiropractor , a doctor and a physical therapist. The good news: I didn't need surgery. The bad: after pole dancing off & on for 19 years and favoring my right side, it turns out I have a definite muscle imbalance . Also, for the last year I have excelled on the pole so much that I had been neglecting my lower body. My quads are weak. Especially my left one.
This depressed me a lot for a little while. However, I am now on the road to strengthen and center myself.
Which brings me to a dancer I knew in my past . I have mentioned her before. She is the one and only Animal. She was the wildest pole dancer I ever knew. Her method of pole dancing was to grab the overhead horizontal bars, swing on them, let go in a chinese split in mid-air and end in a hard landing split. No leg warmers, knee pads, stockings or any sort of protection. Guess what? She still does this occasionally. She introduced me to a shot called a Blowjob. She would down these with her hands behind her back while people cheered.
I was on yelp a couple of weeks ago. I was searching for reviews of the Brass Rail in Sunnyvale, CA. There was a photo of a woman with wild blond hair, who did look older. She had this unmistakable warrior look to her face. Apparently, her real name is Charlotte. I messaged her and asked if the woman in the photo was the Animal. She got back to me. I was right!
We've been messaging each other on yelp. She is still there at the same club. She has been a DJ there for 33 years. She was dancing before that. She had to have been at least in her early thirties when I started dancing there when I was 26. She is at least 60 yrs old.
All those years working in what use to be a mid-level club, now a dive for many years. I wouldn't have been able to do it. To me it would have been like death. I was working towards a different career, loved to travel and valued my privacy. I would imagine after that long in one place, you would no longer be a mystery to any one. Everyone would be up in yo' bizness!
But there are advantages: the Brass Rail is an independently owned club. It's been a family business for over 40 years. They have always offered medical benefits to their employees. It's located in a somewhat desirable part of California. They actually serve decent food there. Workers get to eat gratis.
Animal was a dancer who hung out with motorcycle gangs and didn't have much of an education. She did have that sexy kind of raspy, deep voice that came from cigarettes & whiskey. Becoming a DJ was a natural progression.
Here's a toast to you, wild Animal:-) (Knocks back a Blowjob).
We've been messaging each other on yelp. She is still there at the same club. She has been a DJ there for 33 years. She was dancing before that. She had to have been at least in her early thirties when I started dancing there when I was 26. She is at least 60 yrs old.
All those years working in what use to be a mid-level club, now a dive for many years. I wouldn't have been able to do it. To me it would have been like death. I was working towards a different career, loved to travel and valued my privacy. I would imagine after that long in one place, you would no longer be a mystery to any one. Everyone would be up in yo' bizness!
But there are advantages: the Brass Rail is an independently owned club. It's been a family business for over 40 years. They have always offered medical benefits to their employees. It's located in a somewhat desirable part of California. They actually serve decent food there. Workers get to eat gratis.
Animal was a dancer who hung out with motorcycle gangs and didn't have much of an education. She did have that sexy kind of raspy, deep voice that came from cigarettes & whiskey. Becoming a DJ was a natural progression.
Here's a toast to you, wild Animal:-) (Knocks back a Blowjob).
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