This was your basic visit to...

This was your basic visit to Big Daddy's. The lack of cover is offset by beers that are overpriced, especially as compared to the rest of Bourbon St., where Miller Lites can be had for a song. The ugliest dancer on shift sat next to me and ran down the menu; she stated that "For $450, Mr. Happy can come out and play" as she gave Mr. Happy a little squeeze. I declined, and she offered...a back rub? She claimed to be a massage therapist, and I have to say, it was among the better back rubs I've ever had. Bravo!

There was one--ONE--attractive dancer on shift. She kept surrounding herself with other dancers in the corner, though, and besides I was down $500 at the casino. Had I been UP a few bills, I'd probably have recruited her from the pool of dumpies and taken her upstairs. Instead, I grabbed a go cup and poured the remainder of my beer in it, and walked out into the hot mad night.