Diplomatic Paranoia
Last week I had a dream that I was at work and one of my coworkers put a telephone directory on my desk. When I turned to look, I noticed that there was a huge advertisement for Kitkast at the top of the pile of sheets. I may not pay for advertising, but I was quite paranoid when I realized that my coworker knew about my other life.
When I was talking with my friend Annie this weekend about how to make money off of a blog and podcast, she suggested something very different. While I was thinking of the traditional advertising, affiliates and merchandizing, Annie suggested that I go to a strip club, do a show and then review what it felt like. That way I can make some money in tips and drive more traffic to my site. I was taken aback by her suggestion since it wasn’t the same track I was thinking of, but I guess I had it on my mind as I went to bed last night because…
Last night I dreamt I was working in a strip club while still working in my current day job. On my first day at work, three of my diplomatic coworkers walked into the club. I went up to the tiny stage and clumsily worked the pole, then flipped myself upside down and did a whole bunch of sexy stuff upside down (moves only Spiderman could pull off) so that they wouldn’t recognize me. After the performance, I got off the stage (they didn’t end up recognizing me) and then I went into the back room and had a hot lesbian encounter with one of the other dancers.
Outside of the pleasant finale, the dreams were actually quite troubling. I guess it’s just the ongoing paranoia that one of my coworkers will find out and disapprove of my growing connection with the sex industry.
It could also have to do with the amount of extra work I’ve been doing for my erotic dance teacher this weekend. On Saturday morning, I woke up at 6:30am in order to drive up north to help teach four erotic dance classes to a few hundred women. Nineteen hours later I arrived home with a soar lower back and soar feet. Then after sleeping ten hours and lounging around the house in my bathrobe (Hefner style), I headed out to dance some more.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I was asked to dance for an upcoming DVD. The DVD was apparently being made for instructors in other cities as well as students if they wish to have a keepsake in order to remember the routines they were taught. The DVD will sell privately for $15.
So that’s my crazy weekend of striptease… I’m sorry that I didn’t post anything on Thursday or Friday, I’m just glad that I was able to finish editing Kitkast this week without too much stress!