I walked into Concepts a number of weeks back after hitting my biggest casino jackpot in the last couple years. I grab a beer and start watching the stage show. Right at the stage is a guy wearing a black sweatshirt with big bold red letters across his chest that read: SINCLAIR. I did not know what to think. Was this asshole trying to play off that he was me, the Lone Ranger of TUSCL. to get brownie points with the dancers? Or was he just another one of my adoring fans that wanted to rep my brand of no-fucks-given strip clubbing?
I had only seen merchandise relating to Sinclair Oil before with the brontosaurus and green and white scheme. It took me about twenty minutes of searching on Google to find out what the patron's sweatshirt represented. There is a Sinclair Community College in Dayton, Ohio whose colors are red and white. If SCC every wants to add Strip Clubbing 101 to their curriculum, I will gladly serve as its instructor and take the students on some field trips.

