violet

The Burlesque group that I belong to is a bunch of amazing women... We get stuck in Portland in a blizzard, we hitchiked, we paid strangers to get us to the train station, because our tour van could not come get us... We paid an exorbent amount of money, to get on the train because since all the flights were cancelled in portland, EVERYONE and their fucking dog, was taking the train. We had to pay $180 for a three hour train ride, to ride in a sleeper car to eugene.

The perks to this was 1) Getting the fuck out of portland so that we wouldn't miss our SOLD out show in San Fran...

2) Free Wine tasting in first class with cheese and crackers and Siren doing caberet dancing in front of everyone...and celebrating first class with the girls. Siren then one us a bottle of wine by helping out the Steward.

3) Getting free steak, chicken, lamb, or fish, your choice, a nice gourmet meal with all the fixins and either chocolate cake, ice cream with chocolate, and cheesecake. Talking about dildos and vibrators while eating gourmet was awesome, and of course watching our waitress dance to bad remixes of "it's getting hot in here" and "summertime".

4) Getting to my old home town of eugene to catch our tour van. Which came fully equipt with Playstation 2, and Dvd player, that we could watch on a 17" suspeneded flat screen. We terrorized our poor tour managers with episodes of Sex And the City!

5) Finally getting to San fran and eating sushi with snow and brandy, sleeping a real bed that didn't cut off our circulation was fucking AWESOME...

Now I gotta go get ready to perform in front of hundreds of people, and i'm kinda freaking out, it's gonna be so fun yet so scary, i can't fucking wait! I know it will go well...