Pole Theatre USA 2017 #togetherisbetter


Today I am going to get all the photos and videos up from this year’s Pole Theatre competition and surrounding reindeer games because once tomorrow comes, it’s gonna be a whole new scene. That’s right … Sideboob and I are driving out to Billings, WY to get Chief and I have a feeling that I […]

Pole Theater USA, Pt 3: My Faves


I realize that Pole Theater was, like, a month ago and this is old news but as usual life gets in the way of blogging. The first reading of City Council’s draft ordinance was last week and I promised myself that I wouldn’t get caught up in excessive flailing about and gnashing of teeth. If […]

You Get To See Linda Twerking


I couldn’t think of a better title but I figured this might get my stats booming … … but you are going to have to endure pictures of my dog first … … “Nitro” limbering up for his turn on the pole at the POLEder Boulder … … me showing of my extremely muscular nostrils and […]

Kale, Quinoa, Avocados, Oh My!


Ever since David C. Owen first arrived on my doorstep a year ago, I’ve made the care and feeding of visiting pole artists and instructors my thing. After all, I want them to love Boulder and the studio so much that they are dying to come back after they tell all their friends. Tracee Kafer […]

Cringe Party Redux


If you are easily offended (and have managed to stay with my blog) stop reading now. If you are a relative, please stop reading now. If you aren’t 18, please stop reading now. You’ve been warned. The First Annual Cringe Party was a complete success. I say first annual because I want this to be […]

I Really Didn’t Need To Hear That (6893-6895)


Today I was walking Blue and minding my own business when I came upon a tree that was blown over during a recent windstorm. It took out part of a fence but I was more curious about a rather sizable chunk of honeycomb that had been dislodged. Lonny and I used to keep bees until […]

Worst 1st Grade Party/Pole Fail Ever: Part 2 (6659-6669)


Where did I leave off? Oh, right. The party was trucking along and no one was bleeding. Yet. 5:00 rolled around and my 10 year-old helper showed up to commandeer the Banana Split Project. I cribbed Kelly’s idea from the third grade party and even borrowed her “equipment” for the evening, a 10 foot-long 4″ […]