Nope - apparently she has been associated with David Boreanaz.

Boreanaz? Or another DB I'm not thinking of?

Yeah, him. Apparently she had a thing with him before or during her thing with Tiger.

attitudes like that writer's are why

I didn't get the impression the writer thought all women that worked in clubs went pay for play, or that they thought it was right, but you're probably more sensitive to the text than I am.

I have residual Brenda issues... I'm not proud.

Ha. Okay, I feel a little less bad. They need to revamp themselves the way Brian Austin Green or Luke Perry did.

I get your ire, DJ, that the representation of club workers always skews in one direction.

I personally know some otherwise awesome people who definitely go to clubs with the idea of "I am HOT and you will pay to be near my hotness. You will buy me drinks to begin with; that is the price of my company." The men know it and the women know it.

I get your ire, DJ, that the representation of club workers always skews in one direction.

Oh yeah, absolutely.

Does anyone know if David got on his bus?

In contrast I was at our (now burned down) local bar, and Jon had gone home. Struck up a lovely conversation with a couple of guys who unexpectedly bought me a drink and didn't even expect more conversation. Then our friend who usually hangs out with Jon long after I've gone home and he bought me a drink because he buys Jon a pitcher and then watched me walk home from his balcony for safety.

I've just seen too many men act like waitresses and hostesses are there for their sexual gratification. Happens less with female bartenders.

Happens less with female bartenders.

One of the women later in the article got fired because she slapped a guy who took too many liberties and she seems to be enjoying the relative innocuousness of being a bartender. I'd imagine guys think that's crazy hot, but are less likely to think you're at their disposal.

First guy ever to buy me a drink also proposed marriage to me later that night. I imagine if I'd let him actually buy me anything (it was a fountain drink, and I know for fact he was comped) I might have had a ring put on it. Because that's only fair.

Bus was delayed; he got on an Amtrak, which will drop him, Matilda's car seat and his computer off in Emeryville to hop on a shuttle bus to the bus terminal here, whence he'll take a cab home, hopefully by 11 PM.

I think Downstairs is making apple crepes or similar. On Saturday, she roasted a chicken. (I say "she" because I saw him going in from running, and that's when the chicken smell came out the door...) Mmmmmm.