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you all want to know about last night.

you SO want to know!

my god. it was the best. the best EVER. i don't think i could top last night.

oh wait, i could. it would only be topped if i was iota last night.

because she got the best of it. i just got the second best, the chance to be there and woop and holler and see it all. i was also the night's official photographer. unfortunately, recording devices of any kind were not allowed on the premises of the strip club. but i took plenty of "apres action" pictures.

the evening started at 7. it ended at 4. that's a whole work shift. we worked it.

pitchers of beer and veggie nachos that seemed to never end. iota's gifts, all sexually related. sexually helpful? oh yeah. s. and i got her a "rubba ducky" for bathtime fun. some paint-on chocolate because her and herboy are artistes.

10 girls in 3 cabs. i rode in the official vehicle with the queen of the evening. "where you ladies going?"

"uhhhh....the brass rail!" flashes going off at red lights, me trying not to blind our friendly, if not confused and amused, cabbie.

iota is a sexy sassy lady. and you know why? not only because she knows how to be prepared, wearing a deep red silk camisole, you know, just in case a stripper wants to molest her on stage....but because she was not afraid to be molested on stage. or at any other point during the evening. as she said, "let's face it. what other time will i ever get to act like a ho?" and for a drunk, she shure is steady on her feet.

my god. i don't think i've loved an evening as much as i loved last night. i'm so lucky to know such cool people in the world.

xoxoxo