My cell phone was broken yesterday. It didn’t send or recieve calls. Now I have a new one, and it is already starting to have problems with the display. We spent all day trailing after that stupid phone. I had to down grade my cool cell phone that broke for a different model, and now I don’t have my cool games or ring tones.

Well, tonight I have a show on the West Bank. Then tomorrow is another show; the usual Sunday with Lil Beaux Peepshow. I am doing 2 new numbers.

Then Tuesday I am going to a Parade dinner on the balcony of Palace Cafe.

I got woken today by my ex-fiance calling from Bum-fuck-No-where Ohio for Valentines. I swear he must be extremely lonely with how many times he has called me lately. He had kept telling me for a while there that he was going to come drag me to Ohio. HELL NO!!! I have never wanted to go there, and I still don’t want to go there. I am just not keen on most of the mid-west. I am more a coastal type of person…East Coast, West Coast and Gulf Coast.

I spent Valentines with the XBF trying to get around a stupid parade to get to Funky Monkey for a few pieces I needed for tonight’s show, and to get home around these parades. The parades completely blocked off my house earlier today.

Christ, My stupid phone was dead all day. I didn’t even realize it. That really screwed my plans.

Oh boy, I have 2 new numbers this week. We went and promoted all over the place today. We had a new girl audition today.

I am tired. I want to crawl back between the covers and rest. It is CSI night, and I believe I will have a session later. I need to get together with Sadie and design some new flyers.

No rest for the wicked. I still have a ton of sewing to do on the Snow Queen costume, and I lost one of my white contacts!!!

Tomorrow I am going to choreograph and costume a number for this Sunday to the song “Tits and Ass” from Chorus Line.

I had heard a local band wrote a song about me, but I haven’t seen or met the band or heard the song. So today the XBF was mad at me for changing our plans on Sunday, and he was trying to stay mad, but then he was listening to the radio and the song about me came on.

I called him and he was asking if I was sending out psychic messages to him, and I said “no, why?” and he asked then if i knew that this song existed, and I had heard of it but not heard it. I am so flattered. I am such a cheesball ham; I love seeing my face and hearing my name.

Well, last night I had a session where something unusual happened. I had had people ejaculate in session with no stimulation other than mental and pain, but this was the first time someone has ever cum in one of my sessions from an enema.

Finally, it has warmed up.

It had been a long week. I swore I was going to wake at 10:30 and here it is, I have over slept till 2:30. I have decided that this week is one of those major spring cleaning weeks. With having 2 shows in the last 3 days, and one of them being out of town, I have all my costumes and stuff from the trip needing to be put away.

Well, I have to get caught up on cleaning before my session calls to confirm. Get myself put together and alive. If it weren’t a weekday I could have someone in here at this hour cleaning. That is one of the lovely things about slaves, I haven’t had to clean my own catbox in several months.

Tonight was a really quality audience. I am not saying that there was a lot of people, but everyone was very supportive. I had friends that I hardly ever get to see show up. One was Memory, who I hadn’t seen in a year and a half. Then there was Gerald and Margot. Rob slipped out before I could go chat with him. Randy was there. I had to call him in to help out because the house cd player broke tonight, and we are expected to get one, even though Howlin’ Wolf needs one for their concerts too.

Randy came in all depressed, and I convinced him to stay. I was trying to explain that if he just watched the show he would feel better, and I got him a drink afterwards. Once he listened to me, and stopped moping back stage trying to talk about it, he went out and saw the show, and he really got off to heckling our comics.

We didn’t make a dime, but it is a labor of love anyway.

We spent $70 today for a pillow and the trim enough to decorate the edges of it, and a smaller pillow I had bought last weekend for the show. I spent 5 hours sewing all sorts of sfinge beads and sequins on the pillow. I wanted them to be super gaudy. I mean a lot of burlesque stuff is exagerated and way over the top.

During my I Love Lucy number (It’s called Babaloo) I stumbled. Aldo said he was surpised at my recovery. I figured, what the hell, I am on the floor, just dance with the floor for a second like it was intentional. Hey, I am a theater brat, you never react to a mishap, you just roll with it.

I really wasn’t feeling it much tonight. I think I need to work on a new finale since I am tired of Puss and Boots. Plus, originally I didn’t strip tease in the number, and my corset gave me grief getting out of it during that number.

I’m thinking of which number I need to do next. I actually think maybe I should swing 2-3 new numbers at once. I have this great leather corset that looks like a black widow, and I am thinking that I need to use this huge web from Halloween and be a Black Widow, and dance to “The Female of the Species Is More Deadly than the Male” And do some rope bondage with it.

Also I want to do a Little Red Riding Hood number, since I have the costume in vinyl. I was thinking off pantomining the whole “what a big nose…mouth, eyes” part and then in the end have the guy playing the wolf use a dildo to look like a big erection beneath the blankets and pretend to get scared of it and run away.

Then there is this song..”She took a walk with her…French Poodle” and I would want to make a big fake pooddle and dress in my striped tight sweater, with a scarf around my neck, and a pencil skirt, girdle, corset, cuban hose, and oxfords with the 9 inch heels and be the Parisian with her french poodle.

I have been really getting back into set construction, props and costuming, so I have a bunch of ideas for some new props.

I am having “empty” make a big die for the stage, and I am going to make some playing cards out of poster board to fan out behind it, and maybe a big bottle of jack Daniels or fake martini glass for the stage. There are so many things that can go with the theme of gambling, and drinking, especially in new Orleans…like “Living in a Fool’s Paradise”. So many costumes would work with it.

I even thought of making both a fire place and a window with a hotel sign outside it for the stage…so you could be the type of boozer red light lady of Tom Waits songs, or you could do the whole “It’s Cold Outside, But it’s Warm in Here.” There are a ton of romantic sex kitten burlesque numbers that could go with the fire place and a fake bearskin rug. My mother has tons of animal bones, I am sure I could call her up and get an old dog skull or something to make a bear rug with faux fur.

God, so many ideas and not enough cash. Jesus, just 5 yards of sequins and fringe, with a few appliques costs $60 plus $10 for the pillow. But the prop bed on stage needs it. I proposed the idea to the group that we all make one pillow to contribute to the bed to make it look more luxurious, and everyone agreed to it. So far, I made a mad dash to get it done for tonight even though we aren’t due for it till next week. And I even did two so it could look even more full.

I also want to get a princess phone or one of those fat fifties phones with the rotary dial. There are a lot of pin-ups poses and pictures you can play off of with the platinum blonde girl tossing around talking on the phone in sexy lingerie.

I still have to work on my “Dark Lady” number where I am a Gypsy to Cher’s song, and I use a voodoo doll to control a girl and make her lie down and pretend to do a ritual and then do candle play. I’m really imaginative, I bet I could even make a fake chicken to pull’s head off and drench her in blood. Now, I am starting to sound like Sadie with all the blood skits.

I have to start working on this poison Ivy bit too. I have a few old tired corsets that I can use and put other fabrics on, and decorate, and just wear a good corset underneath so the bad corset doesn’t hurt me.

I love this too much.

I just got a call from one of my close friends in houston. He just saw me on the Discovery Channel on a program on Body Modification. I wasn’t speaking, I was hanging out with The Lizard Man and about to do a Fetish ball with him about 2 years back. Infact, Memory, the girl I had with me for that fetish event, is coming to visit tomorrow. She is coming in from a visit to Los Angeles on her way back to California.