The Bright Side of the Moon

I guess the third visit for me to this club was the charm. The place looked good and I got some nice attention from a lovely Brazilian dancer named Mia. More on Mia momentarily.

At it's worst, a strip club can be like a high-maintenance wife. Always asking for money, not putting out, being rushed. Or not being responsive at all. Interestingly, the place can ebb and flow. You can arrive at 6 ($5 cover, no ID check on me!) and there will be lots of PL's, all of the girls will either be with their guy friends or sitting alone with their iPhones. Plus a white limo out front. That happened for the first 15 min that I was here tonight.

After 7, there were just a handful of PL's, plus a couple guys apparently back in the private rooms. Plenty of gals tonight, ranging from 3 to 8 (one heffer and a couple "nice legs, shame about the face" gals, as well as some cuties and borderline hotties). The two waitresses were solid 8-9, probably the prettiest girls in the club. Not always a good sign, but that seems to be a trend lately so I don't always judge a club by that anymore. There were official guys in suits though (and one nicely-dressed female manager), if not outnumbering dancers or other staff, then certainly outnumbering custies for a while. Beer, wine and champagne, along with pretty awful mocktails and non-alcoholic beverages,