Take it off, baby. Take it all off.

I recently went to the Utah Arts Festival with my good friend Justin.  But the most interesting, artistic element of the whole evening wasn't at the festival, it was at Justin's house afterward.

That's because Justin rents out a couple of rooms in his house.  And one of his renters is . . . wait for it . . . a stripper.  This is a woman who makes her living taking her clothes off for men.  I'm a little jealous.  I wanna stripper roommate. It's like something out of a David Sedaris book.  Let's face it, living with a stripper has got to make for some great stories.

And it gets even better.  Because Rebecca (I think that's the stripper's name) has installed a stripper pole in her bedroom.  Now, some landlords might not be happy to learn that a renter was a stripper who'd installed a stripper pole in her bedroom.  But Justin seems thrilled by the situation.  I actually think he relishes showing off the stripper pole to house guests. I saw it as the ultimate photo op.  

Here's Rebecca, the professional, showing us how it's done.

Felix takes his turn on the stripper pole.  He could use some tips from the professional.

And this photo shoot wouldn't be complete without a picture of Justin workin' the pole.