I went to Blue Zebra on...

I went to Blue Zebra on a Thursday night, about 11:30. The neighborhood is what you expect from valley clubs – desolate and remote. The parking lot is big and well lit, and feels pretty safe.

It was $20 to get in. The first thing I noticed was how dark it was in the club. It’s dark. I mean really dark. There about 10 dancers around the club, a handful of whom were engaged with PLs around the club. The dancers were not really my type – 6’s and 7’s – some pretty AA types, a few spinners, one really tall and dramatic looking model type, and then a few chubbsters. I tell you, I do not know how these kind of floppy women can survive doing this kind of work but to each his own.

I finally saw someone who was more my type – Dallas, a mid-sized brunette with very big bolt ons. I’m normally not one who goes for the fakes, but she had a nice smile and a charismatic ditzy way about her that I liked. And it was late and I was getting desperate.