bachelor party-small success. boy had 6 lap dances before he started to pass out from both fatigue and drink. started dan off with a taste of the homeland...really hot filipina who specialized in massages. she was good...though she couldn't release that damn trigger point at my left T7-T8 parathoracic and the one on my right upper traps...but i guess her goal was for a different type of release (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). then tossed the bachelor a couple o' girls just to start things off...high point being these 2 asians doubling up on 'em---proclaiming that it was dream "come" true for him. of course, it would have been rude of me not to partake in the festivities...though i admit, i only had 2 lap dances...from the same girl---who claimed to be 1/2 korean, 1/2 irish--whatever, she was 100% naked, who was nice enough to go that extra distance and was rewarded for her performance. still have a thing against NY strip clubs-vegas and amsterdam having ruined me forever...but it was for a special occasion, so whatever. got home at around 4-4:30=ish, drank some more then passed out. dan wasn't concerned in the slightest that his fiance was mad at him for going and wasn't talking to him (he tried calling her twice, only to get her sister---it probably didn't help that i was yelling, "HOLY SHIT! CHECK OUT ALL THE NAKED CHICKS!")

oh, and don't go to gallagher's steakhouse---CRAP.