So I'm taking my brother out tonight.
Not sure where we'll go, but his Birthday is Monday, and I have my sons this weekend, so tonight is the only night I can do it.

Us two, out and about, sometimes ends up just a mess. A Drunken evening for sure, but even more so, I plan to take him where HE wants to go, for his Birthday of course.

That may in fact, lead us to a strip club.

My brother loves the strip clubs. Hell, he's dating a stripper, he got a stripper pregnant, and he's living with a stripper. (all the same woman, folks)

I just don't get it.

Don't get me wrong at all, I love nude women. Hell I enjoy clothed women. But something about the strip clubs never got me. Maybe it's just me, but it just never was appealing to me, to have some hot (or not) nude, young woman, dancing in front of me. Maybe it's the fact that you can't ever walk out of a place like that with the same $100.00 bux you had in your pocket. Maybe it's the objectification (is that even a word?) of the women. Maybe it's simply me. I want to touch, caress, and make tactile contact with my nude women.

Or maybe I'm just thinking that I don't like strip clubs.

Anyway, happy Thursday folks, someone come find me tonight.