I take pole-dancing lessons (It IS what you think).

Every encumbered male needs an excuse to go to a strip club. It's imperative that you downplay your excitement and liken it to attending defensive driving classes.

"Oh honey, I don't really want to go, but it's Bob's birthday".

"It's Steve's bachelor party and we'll probably only be there a little while".

"I think I found my birth mother!"

But to be able to interview and record a bona fide dancer, who is not steeped in Oxycoton, is the Holy Grail of interviews. And somehow, through the grace of the pole dancing Gods,  I was able to pull-off that very seemingly impossible feat.

Reza Karamooz http://www.rezaresort.com/,  the genius behind Reza Fitness Resort in Scottsdale, allowed us into his luxurious establishment where we met Kristin, a full-time elementary school teacher/part time pole dance instructor.

Who drives a Porsche Carrera.

Hmm...

Anyway, the following is not for the weak of heart.

Because it wasn't that much fun.

I mean, it was OK. I kinda had to do it. You know, we were already committed.

I would really rather have been somewhere else.

Like a REAL strip club.



Thanks to Producer Dee Ann Kinkade and Videographer Dave Streetman for the steady hand-helds.


 

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