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Sitting in Hollywood Hostel, watching TV. An ad comes on.
"I used to have serious problems with asthma. It would stop me doing all the fun things I wanted in life. Every time I wanted to go for a jog or a swim with my friends, I would have to make excuses and say 'No, sorry – I have to stay
06.14.2009| antics | Kurt Robinson
"I don't know – there was something not right about it. It was like she was humouring me," I said as we walked off Hollywood Boulevard.
"Maybe that's it," said Aster, as we walked past a kid's birthday party with a jumping castle in the front yard.
"I wish – that is one helluva party."
06.12.2009| antics | Kurt Robinson
We got to Jet at about 10:30 pm, lined up till about 11. I should have guessed that this line would be compensating for something - the nightclub was sub par by Vegas standards. Nevertheless, it was workable.
This must have been about our tenth night in a row out in Vegas. Normally, when yo
05.3.2009| fucking stories | Kurt Robinson
We roll into Shadow Bar at about 10. Aster orders a vodka lemon. The Mexican bartender says "Hey, remember me?"
"Uh... your face looks familiar."
"I was with those girls you were talking to the other night!" The bartender is friends with the girl that Aster failed to pull twice, whom I
04.16.2009| antics | Kurt Robinson