Dismaying in ever way

While in the course of a cross-country roadtrip from San Francisco to St. Louis, I spent a night in Lawrence, Kansas (home of the KU Jayhawks of basketball fame) after a nearly 600 mile drive from Denver.

After a very late dinner (I highly recommend the Casbah Downtown on Massachusetts for innovative and tasty fare in a classic collegiate operation), I headed over to the nearby topless joint All-Stars. It is so standard (unfortunately another adjective which might "average") an American stripclub duplicated across the country that it does not deserve a review in its own right. Oh, there was this adorably ditzy but very hot cocktail waitress that deserves mention.

So, after one drink (when I asked for a glass of merlot, she returned to tell me they were out of that varietal, but could give me a zinfadel which I requested; she then returned to say they did not actually have any so I ordered a beer; after further searching high and low, she ultimately was very pleased to return to present me with a glass of WHITE Zin; I didn't have the heart to refuse it), I headed out to the "Out House" which proved very difficult to find even with a navigator app.