Saturday, the five o'clock hour, and I'm semi-lost in City of Industry. I've never been to this part of town before, and now I know why. If it wasn't for the opportunity to see Blondage - the greatest adult act that ever was, for my money - perform together for the first time since Janine Lindemulder (a.k.a. the half of Blondage that isn't Julia Ann) dropped off the face of the porn planet, I can't imagine why any right-minded person would ever venture into this hopelessly drab blotch of Bumfuckia, save for getting sidetracked on the way from L.A. to New Mexico.
I manage to catch the Spearmint Rhino out of the corner of my eye as I'm heading back the way I just came, sure I must have gone astray somehow. And as I turn around once more, I think - not for the first time this day - that five o'clock is an awfully early start time for an event at a strip club. Oh well, them's the nuts, I guess ... Blondage awaits.
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