From: DragonFly@swamp.wet (*DragonFly*)
Subject: ASSC AFTSD Random reflections on a year of strangeness
Date: Tue, 02 Dec 1997 18:47:43 GMT



[Reposted in the correct timeframe and a finish that makes slightly

more sense.]



I've been involved in ASS-C for about a year and a half now.  And a

rather interesting time it has been.  Especially lately.  So I thought

I would take a trip through my notoriously selective sieve of a memory

and pull out a few observations of people and on-topic sorts of

things.  Maybe.



First, to mourn and celebrate the passage of LeatherKat/Chastity into

the ranks of non-dancers.  TFDFKA Chastity, I suppose.  Earlier this

year, Lexington, KY, threatened to force all dancers to get some sort

of adult entertainer license.  Not wishing this part of her life to be

a part of pubic, er, public record, LeatherKat used this as the final

straw in her uneasy truce with dancing.  She got out, cold turkey.  As

she put it, burned her g-string, sold her thigh high boots (which

looked so DAMN good on her), changed her hair, and went to join  the

real world.  Working during the day even.



LeatherKat was one of the most interesting people I've met, bar none.

Intelligent, articulate, beautiful.   What more could you want?  Oh,

yeah, there is this:  she did a hell of a job of rock polishing.

Nobody but Miss Molly has even come close to the kind of sensuality

she could put into a dance.  Chastity continues to be my ATF.  As in

THE all time favorite.  Not one of these fly-by-night ATFs one hears

about.  'Nuff said.  I'll miss Chastity, but LeatherKat and her alter

ego are still out there.  Wishing that alter-ego well...



An interesting phenomenon...  Some non-dancer women have joined the

IRC version of ASS-C.  It's like a breath of fresh air...  New blood,

as it were.  I think we need people to come in a call us idiots and

ask what have become the dumb questions in our little subculture.

Capi and CybrSpank, welcome.  Vampi, too.  (Apologies to anyone I'm

leaving out.)



I've had the opportunity to meet some interesting people this year.

Starting with Dodger and Kid (and Ursa M, too), who introduced me to

some of the sights.  LMR and LLC helped my celebrate my birthday in

true ASS-C fashion, despite finding that Bare Elegance frowns on lap

dancing shorts and would not let me get any laps.  So we left to find

other places.  Including Sam's, where I met Z-Bone.



Early this year, I had a brief stay in Texas which gave me the

opportunity to meet Arzach, Guru, and TexasWild.  My trip to East

Texas was a bust, except for getting to meet these gentlemen (and I

use the term with reckless abandon).  Guru, you are the quintessential

dirty old man.  I salute you.



SaiBaba (babababababababababababababa) and I hooked up on my one trip

to Denver this year.  There, I coined (as far as I know) a term I'm

trying to propagate:  Stupid Boob Tricks (SBTs).  She was good for a

laugh...



Most recently, I met Maz hisself.  But he was a little distracted at

the time, so I didn't get to talk with him much.  Something about

breasts in close proximity, I think.



As a result of meeting some ASS-Cers, I find myself less and less

interested in what I started coming to the NG for.  I don't read

reviews (or much of anything, really) unless they were written by

someone I know either by meeting in person or have gotten to know

through IRC.  Which I think suggests that I am getting to feel like

part of a 'crowd'.  (Oh sure, if I'm planning to go anywhere, or if it

pertains to LA clubs, I'll read that, too.)



And I'm far more interested in IRC.  Which is an odd place for ASS-C.

Because it seem like on-topic discussions occur less than 25% of the

time.  You would be more likely to find discussion of UNIX or the

virtues and failings of Windows, or what hardware people are using, or

what RAM to buy.  Or all out flame wars like a few nights ago, meaning

nothing, but allowing us to vent whatever stored up aggressions we

might have.  All in fun.



Someone asked me recently why I/we waste so much time on IRC.  I don't

generally spend much time thinking about why I do the things I do

while slacking, but I think it's just a different form of human

contact.  I do it because I can, because it's fun, and because I'm not

supposed to.



To quote Sammy Haggar, "To me it's all just mental masturbation!"

Seems an appropriate analogy.



Here's looking forward to '98.





*DragonFly*