OK... stopped in about 11pm on...

OK... stopped in about 11pm on one of the first Mondays without football. 6 patrons when I arrived, 4 more came in about midnight. I think I was the only one who wasn't a regular, as people seemed to know each other and traded friendly verbal abuse freely.

3 dancers working... all white... 3 song sets on stage and a couple songs to circulate outside the bar for tips. First up was Ms. Babyfat... nice B/C cups, but probably about 30 lbs past "professional dancer".... and I'm generous. Second up was a bubbly bleached blonde in thigh high 6 inch platform boots. She was having great fun, though and didn't mind that her pasties fell off... not that there was a whole lot of boobs for them to hold on to. Lots of ink on that one, but she was fun to talk to as she came around for her $2 tips. The last girl never got out from under her leopard print wrap. I don't think we as an audience missed much, as her bony arms, sunken cheeks, and distant eyes had the sort of look of Keith Richards on the morning after a two week bender.

There was no mention or indication of lap or private dances, and the barside shaking for tips was strictly non-contact.