From: stdumbo@mich.com Subject: ASSC: FTSD - The Worst of idleeric Date: Tue, 02 Dec 1997 13:54:04 -0600 So it's FTSD, eh? What To Do when yer stone-coldwasted, epiphanized, just-plain lazy ... scan your unposted e-mail dreck, put a fancy label on it, & call it your Worst ... this is a random sample from 1-97 ... : 1-2-97: idleeric the brilliant prognosticator --> LurkerJoe --> >I made several trips to Playhouse, Landing Strip and Bogarts back in the >good old days of 1995. What's the latest compared to then? idleeric --> depends on who you are (regular/ unknown quantity) & when you stop by (daytime/evening) ... as regular (twice a week) daytime visitor to Landing Strip, I state unequivocally that i never have had better mileage w/ variety of dancers (tame through VERY hot) than in last three mos. of '96 (preceeding three months were pretty bad & i boycotted all detroit clubs btwn march & july) ... why is obvious ... no longer any rigorous surveillance/ undercover cops, but the girls & mgt. are still cautious ..... the pressure ended w/ election day & the passage of the detroit casino referendum. 1-12-97: idleeric meets Beth --> .... the first time (tues) i was pleasant (she was hung up on stage beyond her set, so while she marked time in the peculiar manner they do when the replacement dancer is paged, i tipped her for "overtime") ... that's the customary "marker" for "stop by later" which she did after 10 minutes(the club was nearly empty) .... she was in turn pleasant but kept a good distance ... let her beauty do all the work ... i don't take to that approach: a plain-jane dancer will get a charge out of me just by being gregarious ... but it was a good strategy on her part because i hate those silent stretches, so i will try to fill them even if i have no interest at all in the physical goods ... she must have x-ray vision, & saw the State Bar of Michigan card next to the NBD ATM card, because once i start chatting, i'm usually hooked for at least one dance ... that's why i like clubs with shy or aloof dancers ... spend a lot less $$$ . On Fri, i was in a radically different & very unusual (for me) mood: i simply wanted as much physical action as i could get away w/, as soon as possible ... no talk, no seduction, just pure sexual healing ... i was very aloof & businesslike, which she read as "horny" (i wasn't), & got right to work ... i nearly got bounced but it was as good a set as i've had in mich this year or any year ... i was emotionally unmoved because i was as stone cold numb from catherine's departure as i've been in years, but i left w/ a rock hard-on that refused to dissipate .... i still don't know how she accomplished that, & don't know of anyone else who could have done the same (t** couldn't, and she's the nastiest dancer in the history of ls, catherine & jesse included) 1-13-97: the Making of a PL --> 1987: First Time Ever in a Stripclub: Cahoon's (now Studio 11) - Sarnia: remember being absolutely amazed that a woman could get buck naked & flash her pussy (classic legs-up on the back floor 3rd dance straddle) on a stage ... the guys kept their distance ... no tip rail action .... too intimidating. Shortly thereafter i graduated to the Riverport Tavern where i spent many happy years ... Late 80s- 1991... the riverport - sarnia ... tiny stage & lots of tip rail seats ... in your face pussy & outrageous & still unsurpassed stage gross outs ... glorious saturday nights ... beer bottles, projectiles, cigarette-smoking from below etc ... there was some wonderfully vile anal stuff which i have sadly forgotten the details of ... i still go there occasionally but since they added a vip lounge the place has gotten tame & dead [Ed note: *relatively speaking* ... even though RP now is not as vile as it was back then, it's still the hottest bet one hour out for hard-up detroiters] ... though my last (& only 3rd overall) cum Happens was about 6 mos. ago w/ Angela, a student from W.O./ London who appeared there twice & disappeared (happens a lot, given how shitty the $$ & the clientele are) ... she was an "i'm going to make you cum & don't try to stop me" aggressive type who i now wish would re-materialize ... perfect antidote for what now ails me .... but i digress ... Early 90s ... The ("Fabulous") Forum - London, Ont ... big sleezy room ..... wild sat. nights w/ mobs of horny W.O. undergrads ... co-ed strippers who did inspired pole/ rail/trapeze work, snatch displays, lesb doubles, shower shows .... mostly look, no-touch. Still in the B.L. -Before Laps - "table dance" era ... two "firsts" though: a) "feature" dancers: seems ridiculous now, but remember being awed by huge tits & actually believing they were a miraculous Act of God ... b) the First DWWIWTI .... can't remember her name but it was late 91 - early 92, because i remember mentioning Bill Clinton & she saying "Who?" ... she was an attractive but not stunning brunette with the type of "what a rack!" tits that today you'd say were enhanced (they weren't) ... she won my heart by giving me non-stop visual access (look/don't touch) to her magnificent pussy (Ontario) ...[i'm getting hot just banging away at the keyboard] ... one day she announced she was "retiring" (she couldn't have been a day over 20) to florida, and That Was That. Roughly The Same Time... The Windsor Clubs .... mostly Jason's: Jason's is an important milestone for three reasons: 1) first "upscale" club ... "Hey, What I'm Doing Must Be Approved ... There's an Old Guy in the Corner Who Looks Like A Wayne County Circuit Court Judge ..." 2) Goddesses 3) introduction to the Concept of the VIP dance (then known as the "Champagne Lounge") - Hey, she's not only naked ... but she's going into that Dark Room ... Do I dare Ask Her .... uhhhh, Miss ?? ...This Goddess Blonde in an American Flag bikini dances Very Close ... we're Alone ... off goes the Bottom ... i'm starting to sweat .... my appetite is whetted forever.... (Hindsight: the VIP action was tame by 94-95 Detroit standards but about the same as what was Officially Allowed in detroit in 96 and a lot better than what i last experienced in windsor last summer near the end of my detroit boycott) 1993: I'm driving back from Jackson on I94 in w Wayne Co. .... Something Strange must have been in my head, because Windsor still was It ... but i decided, what the hell, there's a club i heard something about from somewhere ( a "human interest" story/ sports page ad, maybe ... fuck, I Can't Remember) .... I'm Stumpped!!! I Fucking Can't Remember !!! ... Wayne Rd exit 1 mi W of DTW ... the Rest Is Recorded History So much for Time Lines ... Afterthought --> 1987 either marks a very early mid-life crisis or a very late adolescence. 1-25-97: On Farewell Address of RJ (to EYE) --> that was good to read ... we started out thinking we could Change the World; lately, i've abandoned the idea it's worth the effort to change a blown light bulb in my home office lamp ... it's good to be reminded that we do influence each other's thinking .... better, though, is to try to pass something of value to the ass-c lurkers, lame-brains, & even those hapless girls in our laps (ha ha) ... that's why all the talk about bailouts {ed; aka YAGBs/epiphanies] is frightening ... silence implies death....i've been posting more lately elsewhere myself (if you check dejanews you'll see a variety of computer game posts, some deliberately provocative stuff about politics & even a troll-kick into the prone carcass of steve case in alt.aol-sucks ... even w/ the spam-blocking strategies, its hard to avoid the fact that the noise level has gotten deafening, & has had the same demoralizing effect on our community that the neo-cons argued the squeegie-bums, graffiti-taggers, and loathsome panhandlers have had onurban civility ... yet, what a Grand Subject we've staked claim on! You tagged me once as a Bubba-style enthusiast ... much to my own surprise, you were on target. As long as i can set foot in a dumb-ass sarnia dive and get Turned On, i'll stick around to tell the clueless jerks the News .... -------------------==== Posted via Deja News ====----------------------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Post to Usenet