For my money, the place shouldn't...

For my money, the place shouldn't be named Wacko's, Whack is a better name.

It's a very large club, there is a horseshoe shaped bar in the center between three stages. Lots of tables and plenty of room at the bar.

The place was busy with lots of dancers. I must have looked weird to them because despite the number of dancers, at least a dozen passed me on the way somewhere, smiled at me and walked right on by. I'm not used to that. Usually I am accosted right away. I'm no Adonis, I know, but I assume they are there to make money and I don't know how they do that by sitting on one lap for hours at a time. But after a half hour to get some attention, I went back to Sinsations, I was there first.