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Gulf Shores – Home to the World’s Tiniest Hooters!

Gulf Shores – Home to the World’s Tiniest Hooters!

Get your mind out of the gutter! 

Not those kind of hooters.  This kind of Hooters!

Gulf Shores - World's Tiniest Hooters

Gulf Shores - World's Tiniest Hooters

Well, on second thought, maybe we are talking about the same kind.
   
Anyway, Jan and I went to the Gulf Shores Hooters for dinner tonight.  And as the sign says it is the world’s tiniest Hooters!
   
It’s actually built on a double-wide trailer.  In fact, when we were here back in November, one of the waitresses said that if you looked underneath, you could still see the wheels.
      
Jan and I have always called this place ‘Hoots’ because it was too small to be a real Hooters.
  
We started going to Hooter’s about 9 years ago and it quickly grew to be one of our favorite places
  
We were eating out with our son Chris, his wife, Linda, and our then 7 year old granddaughter, Piper. We also had Trudy, Jan’s mother, with us.
 
We were eating something, onion rings, or fried cheese, I believe, and Piper looks at us and says” This is good, but the ones at Hooters are better”.
 
I looked at her and said “How would you know?”  And she said “Daddy and I go there all the time!”
 
Ah Ha!  Busted!
 
We went to the NASA Hooters with the family a week or so later and were pleasantly surprised. They don’t serve hard liquor, just beer and wine. And we really liked the chicken wings.
 
Almost every table in the non-smoking area had a family with kids sitting at it.  And they regularly have kid’s birthday parties there.
 
I mean, I would have like to have my 12th birthday party at a Hooters!
 
Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday!

Anyway, we hadn’t been there more than about 10 minutes when I heard someone yell “Greg!”  Suddenly someone was hugging me from behind and kissing me on the top of the head.
 
Without even looking, I knew Jan was giving me “The Look”.  You remember the “The Look” don’t you?
 
It took me a few seconds to realize this was a student I knew from the University of Houston – Clear Lake.  Well, I mean,  she wasn’t dressed like that the last time I saw her!
 
A few weeks before, she had come to my office at the university almost in tears.  The ZIP disk that held her only full copy of her Master’s Thesis had become corrupted and she was afraid she had lost all her work.
 
It took a little work, but I was able to recover the entire document, and she was apparently very grateful.
 
After the explanation, Jan was somewhat mollified, but she still wasn’t too happy about the big lipstick kiss that remained on the top of my bald head.
 
Oh well…
 
Besides this young lady who was finishing up her MBA, we later ran into another one who was just about ready to take her CPA exam.
 
She said she made enough working at Hooters for just 2 – 3 days a week to pay her way thru college.
 
Anyway, as I said, Hooter’s became one of our favorite places.
 
I used to tell people that my wife and my mother-in-law insist I take them to Hooter’s at least once a week. 
 
Am I a lucky guy, or what?

Well, we’re still upright…

      
         
That’s about the best I can say.

Last night was a real experience.  The wind was blowing so hard that I went out about 3am to let the window awnings in. Luckily, it wasn’t raining but boy, was the wind blowing. I also cranked down the roof TV antenna since it was also making noises I had never heard before.

The satellite dish had already blown over earlier in the evening, so it was no longer a problem. I just left it there.

While I was outside I kept hearing the strangest chirping, snapping sound coming across the swamp behind us. At first I thought it was some animal in the swamp. But I finally realized it was the sound the wind made hitting the the still out awnings of the RV’s behind us across the swamp.

And then about 4am I went back out to cut down the windchimes that had been hanging from the awning arms and were now being slammed aginst the side of the coach.

And then about 6am a burst of thunder that sounded like it was about 5 feet over our heads, made the coach rock on the levelers. Man, that was loud!

And then today, not having got a lot of sleep last night, Jan and I stayed around the coach all day, napped, and ate leftover pizza.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be better…