Downtown Waseca, walking off our buzz from a party, my buddies and I heard the distinct«ooomph-ch-ooomph-ch-ooomph-ch» sound of a club in the distance. As we walk another few blocks, we find the sourch: PJ’s 108 State Tavern. So of course, we had to go and check it out! This generic-looking bar has taken over whatever store was next door, knocked out the wall in between, and created a club/dance-floor area, complete with fog and light machines! Whaddaya know, a semi-legit club in this tiny little town! The crowd seemed friendly, and people kept on coming up to us. The drinks were dirt cheap compared to your average big-city club.