Yeah, I'd go back, again.

So I owe youse guys a field trip report from my most recent adventure at Carnival, aka McBJ's.

Driving to this joint is always a little difficult because it really isn't well marked -- it just blends in with the background of ratty US 130 businesses. Remember, it's at the top of the hill.

Afternoon/evening -- aka 4 pm -- I arrived at the venue. After parking the car, I walked toward the building. Some one or two dudes were sitting in their vehicles looking at their phones. No ads on the door, this time. When I was about 10 feet from the door, a blonde woman pulling a roll-on suitcase left the venue. She was not attractive, IMHO.

Whatevs, I entered the building. Having brought $1s, I walked past the counter and through the adult store selling a great variety of toys I'd love to explore if I didn't have anything else to do in life (which I do).

The area with the entertainers is a 90s time square thing, minus a couple of things. There are women in booths. You walk around in back and go into another booth, put a dollar through a machine and pick up the phone (landlines, kids, this is old school) and talk with the lady, who will discuss business matters frankly if you are suitably nonthreatening (i.e., not a cop & not a psycho -- she doesn't want to meet the former and she's had enough of the latter).