







Last night I did something that has, to my knowledge, never been done before. Peter and Chris drive around this mobile suspension truss around the French Wuarter on weekends. I saw them outside my apartment one night, and ran down to go say hello and tell them an idea I wanted to share with them. I wanted to do a self suspension off of their contraption as they wheeled around the French Quarter. They loved the idea, and opened the invitation to me doing that whenever I wanted. Well, last night I went to a show at the Dragon's Den (Talk Nerdy to Me, a weekly nerdlesque review) and we closed out around 9:30. I go out and I see Peter and Chris, and they offer to give me a ride to my apartment. I hop on top, dance around some to get them attention. It's so much fun being on top of the two story contraption, for one I feel safer than being on the swings with my feet barely above the ground, but also because it is the most unique way to experience a tour through the French Quarter. You can see onto the second floor balconies and look at tourists and locals in a totally different way. It's also such a fun spot to just dance, wave, vibe as the exhibitionist I am. My friend joked, yelling "Take it off!" So I joked that I didnt know what to take off, so I took off my boot :3 We got back to my apartment, and I ran upstairs to grab my ropes so I could do a self suspension from their mobile suspension unit as we rode around the French Quarter. I tied a chest harness on myself while I was up in the trusses because I didn't really feel like answering tourist questions while they oggled my tits for free while I was working on getting a strong, stable harness for me to relax in the whole ride, undetermined amount of time in the air. Then I came down, immediately getting the female Canadian tourist asking me "should I be concerned for you?" I looked her in the eye, something uncomfortable for me, and I told her she should keep her concern for herself and not worry about me. Chris backed me up, loudly insisting that they didn't need to 'splain at me about what I was just about to do. Something that I have been doing for the better part of 15 ys. It felt really good to have someone with a voice louder than my own to bounce for me. It also felt cathartic to tell people flatly no to their face if they tried to virtue signal at me. I set myself up with the hips holding most of my weight, and leaning back with my chest so that I was essentially in a hammock as we rode down the middle of Canal St and past some of the busiest areas. The light in people's eyes as they saw me hitching one or both of my legs to give me some options for transitioning positions. I can't tell you how perfect I felt. And I did it all with the help of my friends, avid artists who loved the idea just as much as I do. It was a dream come true.