Two for Tuesday. Boycott HH for the BEAST.
Had the happenstance to be on the northeast side on a Tuesday and began my decadence quest at Babes East. Some nice girls, not that many seem interested in doing dances and speaking with a girl named Honey, says business is rough and made worse by lingerie Fridays and prom dress / gown Saturdays. Honey proved adequate backroom grindage skills, but nothing much else.
So, headed for the door and got my whimsical "BEAST" stamp, then proceeded to HH.
HH parking lot was almost at capacity, so thought would be a good sign. I get inside and sit down, only girl that can be seen in whole place was on stage. A 7 at best. Due to medication I am on, I cannot consume alcohol, so I was already waterlogged from the BEAST. This was exacerbated by a HH waitress with an attitude stating that she could give me 5 minutes to sit there if I wasn't going to drink. I immediately stood up and declared I will leave then and suggested that she inform management that such policies only run people off. This has *never* been a problem at HH in the past and I enthusiastically indulge the carnal amusements with much higher revenue potential than an effing $2 beer on Tuesday brings.
So, I left with my pocket full of money and went to the casino. Will never patronize HH again and encourage others to do the same.
Happy Hunting.
Late Saturday night clubbing
Headed home from the Dirty South yesterday, and after a long day on the dusty trail, I needed a watering trough and a brothel like none other. Since Deadwood is cancelled, I decided to elicit some company from the yellow pages of today's courtesan, BP. Struck out 4 times, twice in Louisville and twice in Indy, which set the tone for the rest of the evening.
11 pm, started at Classy Chassy. Lot was packed and people were parked on the shoulder of the road, so I moved on. Decided BBF was always a sure thing, so off I went. When I arrived at 11:30 their lot was full as well, but much more forgiving, and I parked in the second overflow lot. Passed the bridge with no toll due to my edict from the King (my weekly text message). It was a good thing, too, because my visit wasn't worth $5.
First thing I noticed was the place was PACKED; not a patch of bare leather anywhere to be found. I mingled for a bit with the unwashed masses, even taking a trip to the boys' room to kill a minute. There was no way to get to the bar, no seats at the stage, nothing. I thought I was going to have to rent a seat for $12 / song in the back. One pair of jackasses was seated at the rail throwing Washingtons on the stage, demeaning the poor dancer. She had about 80 ones in a wad, and every time she would pick them up they would throw a few more, cackling like loons all the while. During my time there, Don did announce that the parking lot attendant was diagnosed with cancer and took up a collection. I threw in and ended up leaving, having spent nothing else. Never got a drink, or a seat, or a crossways glance from any girl there. It was just far too busy for my taste.
After a bite to eat (the grill outside BBF is the best idea EVER) , I continued around the loop to the Pike. Checked on Jordan's, but it was closed as I knew it would be. BEAST's tiny lot was also full, and with HH's recent bad press on this board, decided to try PT's as I haven't been there in a few years. 1:00 am, I opened the door and the first impression was JESUS H CHRIST IT'S LOUD IN HERE. After paying my $11 (?) cover, I found a seat at the stage as the tables and bar were all full. Finally managed to get a waitresses attention for a $7 (?) beer. There was a huge bachelor party ongoing, and most of the attention was focused on that group. I did get some brief attention from Ivy, who was sweet and sexy, but didn't stick around long. Cole certainly deserves her title of "Indiana Pole Dancing champion", she's stunningly beautiful, has an incredible body, and is one of the top 5 pole dancers I've ever seen. The environment just wasn't doing it for me, however, between the DJ with his bullhorn a la Girls Gone Wild, the pounding music, and something setting my allergies off. I did have a promising stage dance from a dark-haired beauty with nice D's but didn't catch her name and didn't get to spend any more time because after the next round of bachelor party mayhem, a manager grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the back and I never saw her again.
Gave up and left at 2:30 after drinking half my beer. My ears are still ringing, seriously, and I've been listening to heavy metal music all my life. I drove around the loop and home, thinking all the while that I should have just stayed in Louisville, as one of the providers I couldn't hook up with was available later in the night, just not when I was passing through. C'est la vie.
Late night (early morning?)
[QUOTE=JimBeamCoke;1237653]Did I see an ad in Nuvo that said Pt's is open until 5:00am on Friday and Saturday? Whats up with that? Any info out there?[/QUOTE]They stop serving alcohol at 3:00, but stay open until 5:00.
Might we see a breakfast special in the future?
