Paolo Nutini – "These Streets (Acoustic)" / Never Do Anything "Right"

Maybe it’s because I was raised on some far corner of the world, but I often feel my values and sense of reality are more skewed from the norm than others. Sometimes I see things in nothing or focus on elements that, perhaps, aren’t really worth focusing on. Staring at my own reflection creeps me out sometimes because it reminds me that I actually do physically exist.

A few years ago, I took a trip to Las Vegas with a huge group of friends. And, being Vegas, it was practically a given that we somehow end up in a strip club for at least half a day. If you know me, then you’ll know I’m not particularly fond of strip clubs. It has nothing to do with moral or societal reasons, rather I just don’t find that much arousal in watching someone pretend to give a damn about me because I have cash.

Anyway, a friend of mine surprised me by buying me a lap dance. The stripper came by, graciously led me to a side area and started doing her rub-a-dub, winky-wink dance. Sounds innocent, right? Being my first (and probably only) lap dance ever, I wasn’t exactly accustomed to the formalities of receiving one. And as I was answering her many questions, she casted a strange gaze and asked, “What are you looking at?” To which I paused and uncertainly responded, “Uh… your eyes.”

Sorry. Is that weird?