Wednesday Visit Made Worthwhile

I stopped by the HL on Wednesday after finishing up some business downtown. They scanned my ID, and when the bouncer asked if I'd like table I offered that I think I can figure out how to sit down. He didn't think it was funny.

So I ordered a water, paid the nominal $5, tipped the waitress and turned my attention to the ladies. Others have said it, because it happens to be true, that the quality in dancers has declined. Like, really declined. Stevie Wonder would notice. So many dancers there that night were over their fighting weight, had too much stupid ink and quite a few became noticeably annoyed when I explained that I while I was interested in getting a dance, it wouldn't be from them.

Granted, this was on a Wednesday, but even on Tuesdays one used to be able to count on a couple of quality dancers making some extra dough during the week. Not so tonight. After watching soundless ESPN highlights on the TV for half an hour or so and waiting in vain for someone I wanted to give my money to, I was getting ready to take the loss and leave empty lapped until I saw Katana, an old favorite from the peak years.