November 03, 2007

Who? Ters.


Just got back. No. Not like Cheap Trick. Or even the Heavils w/Rick Nielsen... though, that kicks some serious ass. Serious. Ass.

Nope. I just got back from Who-ters. Beer, buffalo shrimp. and bocolate mousse cake. Three b's consumed. Boobs. Yes. They were there. Both types. Neither consumed.

Bit bummed. Back in Billman Balley, bould I bant to bo to Booters, I could count on my buddy Bontagion. (Sorry... stuck on the b's.) BASKETBALL! Anyway, if Contagion said he'd be there, by Gott, he would.

A co-worker heard me say that I was planning on hitting Hooooooooters this weekend. "Hey, man. Give me a call. I'd like to go, too." Silly me... I immediately think of Contagion's personality, and think, "Sweet. Many beers... many shrimp, big bill... good time."

Nope. A call placed forty five minutes before I go out the door confirms that the meeting is on. I get there, and no co-worker. That's cool... may be late, may not show.... I'm eating if he ain't there by the end of my first beer. Doesn't show. But that's cool, because now I can actually order 911 instead of that weak ass Three Mile Island sauce. (Contagion, it's noticeably weaker out here.) I pigged out.

A few beers later (I'm turning into a lightweight), I head out.

You know... it wasn't that bad hitting the restaurant by myself. Not bad, but not as much fun as if it'd been back home. Alas, I'm not in Kansas anymore, Otto. Time to get blotto...

Next trip, no calls go out. Besides... I got to bullshit with the bartender. If'n co-worker had been there, I'd not had that chance.

Tomorrow, off to the mountains. (Not the hooter type of mountains, but an actual range of mountains. Which does sound a little lame in comparison...)

Posted by That 1 Guy at November 3, 2007 09:39 PM | TrackBack

Dude, that's so weird. The same damn thing happened to me on Halloween. I ended up eating at Hooters alone. However the girls were all wearing Halloween costumes and I think I have a new annual tradition.

Their hot sauce is weaker in Kalifornia? Really? That sucks.

Posted by: Contagion at November 4, 2007 08:44 AM

It may not be weaker... but I can say this, I do not sweat until I'm almost finished with a twenty piece shrimp basket.

That right there is an indicator of weak sauce. At least the 911 had me sweating about halfway through...

I just sat here on Halloween. I shoulda run down to Hooties... forgot all about them dressing up.

Posted by: That 1 Guy at November 4, 2007 09:57 AM

That reminds me....when I was at Fritz's for lunch the other day, I really wanted the chili, but I can't do hot. No. No. No.

So as I started to ask how spicey it was someone made the comment that "It doesn't make Joe sweat". I ordered immediately! ;-)

Just thought you might like to still set the bar in THE Valley!

Posted by: Tammi at November 4, 2007 07:47 PM

Awww...that Joe. The original Valley Girl.

Posted by: zonker at November 4, 2007 11:24 PM

Hey Joe - at least they have Hooter's there!

Oh wait, it's CALI - land of hooters I understand. Hang in there, Big Guy...

Posted by: Richmond at November 5, 2007 05:56 PM