Checking in

Paradise, there's a lot of promise to that name. Kind of starts to be betrayed by the new dress policy posted in the entry: No basketball shorts, pajama bottoms or anything else of flimsy material. I don't really care, but some mongers are going to be disappointed.

Anyways, re-upped my membership and made to the end of the bar near the stage. About 8 dances there as the day shift hasn't all left and the evening shift is filtering in. I'm nursing a $3 beer, all I feel safe drinking before driving.

Interesting girl with purple hair. What the hell, I think. Buy her a $4 drink. Off we go to the hockey team seats. They are pretty well occupied with girls in various stages of undress humping custies. We find our way to nearly the end, wait one song and get to know each other better. Enthusiastic dancers -- she gets my attention. Burn up $40 on $10 dances.

The promise of Paradise kept, I guess, if you don't expect too much.