On a Saturday night, the club...

On a Saturday night, the club was reasonably full -- less so than many Saturdays, but this is typical of a holiday weekend. Plenty of talent around, most of it ranging from attractive to stunning. Dollar dances on the bar were often lengthy, and could be very personal. The problem there, as always, was that half the announced girls wouldn't show up until midway through the set, and then instead of spreading themselves out around the bar, would bunch up at one end. One could sit a long time with a stack of singles and no one to give them to. But the real turn off tonight was in the lap dance room. Perhaps with an election coming there's pressure from LE to keep things clean, but the bouncer tonight was keeping things downright wholesome. I got spoken to not for doing anything against the rules, but simply for lifting my hands off the chair arms. It tended to be a bit of a mood-killer, not unlike having your mom show up at a junior high school makeout party. Mardi Gras tends to give less value for money all the time.