Hooters!

Brian did well in poker theother night, so yesterday he went on Expedia to check out last minute hotel deals in Vegas. The Pacquiao/Hatton fight is on this weekend, so there weren't too many, but we decided to have a hotel party at Hooters Casino for thirty bucks. We had never been there, and Zorah really loves the fish and chips at the restaurants, so it seemed like a good idea.

As you would expect, Hooters decided to have a sort of Florida Spring Break theme for their casino. The hotel rooms were clean, but they really had that Florida motel kind of feel. It was weird. Surfboards were hung in the hallways for decor. We liked this one because it looked like it said "fine tuned by Terry Serate", the name of a friend of ours in LA.

We went down to the pool almost immediately after checking in. I should say pools, since there were three of them. They ranged in temperature from warm to cold to effing freezing. The last was too cold even for Zorah, who has swum many a time in the icy waters of the Colorado river.

While we were there they were doing some sort of bikini photo shoot, maybe for the Hooters Calendar or something. I thought Zorah would be interested in watching, but it was just as well she wasn't. For some reason I just don't consider a bikini model to be the sort for Zorah to look up to. Who knows. What she was interested in was this moth she rescued from the pool, which is balanced on her middle finger. Yeah, I'll take a moth over a bikini model any day.

The one odd thing about Hooters is that their menu at the hotel doesn't have fish and chips. VERY disappointing.