Snow Day On A Thursday Afternoon

After seeing the reviews and checking the ratings, I decided to stop by on my way to the airport. It looked like a good idea. It's not really that close to the airport, but from coming from north of Detroit, it's not that far off the route. When I walked in, it was like time stopped and everybody looked at the new guy coming into the joint. It was super obvious that I was not the typical guy who hangs out there.

The bar was filled so I had to take a seat at a table just off to the back. Most of the place had what I assumed were regulars - mostly, older men who could afford to not be working in the middle of the afternoon. The place was sort of like a nice dive bar that has some girls taking their tops off. I wouldn't call it seedy, but more of a local, low key kind of place.

Most of the girls were a bit Rubenesque for my taste. Pretty faces, voluptuous bodies. I'm generally more a skinny type, so I decided not get any dances. There was a spinner there, but she was waiting tables. Also, the bartender was a bohemian type with red, rastafarian dreds on a skinny white girl body with a few tattoos. If either of them were up for a dance, I would have definitely took them up on it.