Diamond in rough

I visited Louie's after a somewhat longer than usual absence hoping to connect with the fun (and wild) Brooke. Alas, no Brooke to be found on this day.

I settled in with a complete stranger figuring to TOFTT. Her name was Christina, I believe. Some day I will figure out how to take notes like Sinclair as my memory for names seems to fade when blood flows away from the brain.

My first observation from this early afternoon visit was the absence of talent. There were only 4 dancers this particular afternoon and two of them could not seem to lift their heads from their cell phones in their fingers long enough to make any eye contact whatsoever. For damn sure I was not going to make the effort to approach anyone so unmotivated so as to be unwilling to look up from her phone.