Cue the music:
My evening started with the guys from West Virginia at the bar. I was sipping my Diet Coke when one of the middle aged white guys in a golf shirt stumbled over his own foot and plowed into the barstool next to me. “I’ve been drinkin’ since noon…” he mumbles. I have been actively working on my bar-hustle because I usually gravitate towards the guys sitting at a table before the guys sitting at the bar. After a bit of chit-chat I begin to set up my test-close, “The only problem with hanging out here at the bar is that you don’t have a lap!” The test close is NOT asking directly for a dance, but rather leading the conversation in that direction to gauge how ready he is to be closed. West Virginia was ready, he basically sold himself “Yeah, I need a lap for you to give me a lapdance. Lets go over there.”
During the first wave of the rush, Cami and I did a double dance for an Amish kid from Pennsylvania. He totally played it up “We don’t have nothin like this out on the farm!” So in turn I had to ask, “So did you ride your horse and buggy all the way out here to Arizona?”
It must still be REALLY cold in Canada. I think every other table was from Saskatchewan or Ontario. There was also a large group of about twenty five German pilots. I was pleasantly surprised since tourist season is winding down here in the desert as the temperatures begin to approach the mid-90s. Locals were in attendance as well, I gave my new favorite godaddy.com rep a few dances…great contact when you are launching an online business 
Party crowd, high energy, cat calls, and lots of singles flowing through the air. I knew what DJ Billy was going to play for my Power Hour Stage Set before the first chord of the Beastie Boys pumped through the speakers. It’s nights like this that I will always remember fondly, and commemorate in this blog.
At the end of the night, the sound of cash dominated the locker room. You know…that brisk sound of paper-on-paper as it is being counted. Love that sound.
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I SO would have tipped extra big to see you dance to beastie boys. That’s so great!
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