New Year's Eve afternoon at the Cricket.

Found myself done with work and hungry around 1:00 on New Year's Eve, so I decided to head to the Cricket, which was one of the few clubs open that day. I was thinking of checking out the newly opened Wild Mustang, but they were empty when I went by.

Parked in the free lot in back, and went in with no cover, although I gave the door man $10 for a booth. A rather unattractive but pleasant girl took my order for some loaded fries and chicken quesadillas, and I settled in to appraise the talent.

The club is nice, although small, well appointed with a decent food menu. I was immediately approached by an older (fifty-something) dancer who looked alright for her age, but passed on her. There were probably six or seven girls total. For the most part they were big girls, along with the older blonde who approached me earlier, and one younger blonde who I would probably rate as a 7.