text: Gay nightlife is Vegas is sad.\n\nWe went to Piranha, because we were in the neighborhood. They had a line at 2:30 on Friday, so Saturday - we returned for the full experience. We thought, hey, we never see that in SF. Must be a good sign.\n\nSigns can be misleading.\n\nThe club is an interesting space, it's got a VIP area (who knows why) and then a general floor. Everything is small, bars are laced through the area along with people who were awfully cocky. Drinks were crappy and uber-expensive, I had a Three Olives Grape and soda for $10. And it tasted more like Perrier with Splenda.\n\nThere was a go-go boy here who couldn't dance at all. It was like watching a limp piece of beef flop around. Yuck. You can tell if a go-go boy is straight or not, by the way he dances. And this one was straight. The other one was the better \"straight\" go-go boy.\n\nA Piranha with a lack of a bite. Maybe, next time it would be worth it to do VIP. But other than, as the old saying goes . . . \"there's no place like home.\"