Day Forty-four: Stripper Etiquette

In the last week I've been to the "nudie bar" more often than any other week since I left Calgary.
I always find it rather awkward sitting in the front row. Normally you're not supposed to stare at people, but if you don't stare at a stripper is it considered rude? Would they be insulted if your eyes wander around the room? Do they feel unattractive when they're not the center of attention? Should your eyes be level with their face or boobs, ass, etc. I think these guidelines should be posted on the wall somewhere or maybe at the entrance. Maybe I should just spend more time there until it feels like home.

Day Forty-three: Love

I recently read the phrase, "If you love someone set them free."
Very profound. It sparks the imagination of a philosopher like myself. There are many ways to build upon this idea. For instance, if they come back they get what they deserve. If they don't, just wait until they tire themselves out and then hog tie them and throw them in the back of a truck. Maybe they're already dead which is why they're being set free in the first place. If so I recommend an unmarked grave in a low traffic area away from any running water. You don't want them washing up during a flood. It may not be legal, but it's just a good idea.