Seems a little like Old Times

After a so-so 90 minutes at the Bare Elegance, I drove the one mile to the Jet. For the first time I can remember, there wasn’t easy free parking either in the lot or on the street out front. I assume that’s not a new norm. Parked up the block a bit, got in on a pass, spent $10 with tip on a beverage and settled in to watch nude women dance. There was a good selection at least as far as eye candy went. I would have preferred fewer tattoos but even counting those ladies out, there were several who seemed lap-worthy.

The lineup wasn’t quite up to the level of Trixie, Carmen, Kylie, Jana, Mindy and others who filled the JS stage when I first became a frequent flyer here but I got a few dances and they were most enjoyable. This was a great place for mileage back then but I didn’t get any offers this time. I especially miss Danielle. It doesn’t feel to me like the Jet Strip without Danielle. For that matter, it doesn’t feel like the Jet without the kind of steady lineup they used to have. Every visit these days, I see ladies I’ve never seen before and will probably never see again. I used to be able to build good relationships here which continued outside the club. At least that weird smell in the men’s room hasn’t changed.