Almost 24 hours later… I am finally writing a trivia recap.
We placed second. We were three points behind first place, and I felt like a jerk, because if only we had bet 2 points instead of 6 on one question in the last quarter, we would’ve been able to win by one point. Update: see Garrett’s correction here. The team wasn’t pissed though (at least not too much); Hoover in particular was empathic. And it probably helped that the guy mentioned here wasn’t present last night. Josh was also conspicuously absent for the second week in a row, but we had two trivia sluts joining us.
My fuck-up accounted for, I will also say this: there were three questions for which my presence was integral. (If I’m wrong in saying that I was the only one who knew the answers to the following questions, I’m sure someone [Garrett] will correct me.)
- Aside from the baby, what were the names of the two children in The Incredibles?
- What are the names of Barney the Dinosaur’s two dinosaur friends? [ed. note: I babysat a 2-year-old when I was in college, that's my excuse for knowing that one.]
- Who wrote Superfudge
and Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing
The fact that I was the sole representative of the Vagina Contingent may have had something to do with me being the only one to know that last answer. (Garrett: cue sexism arguments.)
Before I start to sound too damn self-absorbed, I should also point out that the team as a whole was solid and played a great game. Lots of good, varied knowledge all around. That’s why we kick so much ass so often.
Postscripts: There was a team who had a horrible name; it was a spoiler for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
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Ok, two corrections:
Aw, why you gotta disable the <ol> tag on me like that? It works in the preview…
Yeah, the preview can be a tease like that. (Kind of like a woman, right… you think that what you see is what you get, but as it turns out it’s all an elaborate ruse and the truth doesn’t come out until you’ve already been suckered in… but I digress.) I fixed it for you - and I’ll go ahead and start allowing <ul>, <ol>, and <li>. (And that reminds me, I need to add your quotation script one of these days… gah.)
I didn’t forget that we discussed Judy Blume’s other books, I just didn’t know/recall that you had known her name before I said it. I’m not trying to be a pompous ass, I just get overwhelmed sometimes when there are a bunch of people around, and I can’t pay attention to everything that’s going on. Cut me some slack.
Interesting what Kelly said, and it makes me feel better. (Yes I take trivia very seriously, bitches.)
Well, the funny thing is that Kelly said it to you. Overwhelmed, indeed… ;)
Oh shit, he did, didn’t he. I vaguely remember it now. Well, now you can be assured that the “overwhelmed” comment wasn’t something I made up to try to cover my ass. ;) Here’s what I did remember discussing at the end there: the team that loved God but hated Kelly; the conflict over whether or not to read the spoiler team’s name; the fact that mockery is the sincerest form of flattery (”The Olsen Twins are Too Drunk to Screw the Douchewranglers”) - - I gotta hand it to that team, whoever they were… nice job of stringing three team names together.
I hear the children are gone. If the weather stops trying to make people-soup of us, the Hispanics will be making an ITP appearance soon. But man, I will miss the wings at the Wild Wing.
OMG WILD WING IS SO GOOD.
Sorry. Um. You should head over there for Twofer Tuesdays. Half-off wings.
Neat.
When my nephews were in Chattanooga visiting with their grandparents (my mom and dad), Nik and I entertained them for a Saturday afternoon. Went to the movies, a comic shop and my favorite used bookstore. It was there that I bought both of those Judy Blume books for my nephew Blake.
If I were there I would known the Judy Blume Question…and I don’t have a vagina.
I read tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, SuperFudge, Freckle Juice, Blubber, Then Again Maybe I Won’t, Deenie, Tiger Eyes, and even Are You There God It’s Me Margaret (much to the horror of many girls in my class)
but then again I am Gay
Yes, I too read all of Judy Blume’s books - and even one that was a naughty “adult” novel (but, at the tender age of 13, it creeped me out somewhat).
I like how you capitalized Gay. You’re not just gay, you’re Gay. :)
shhh don’t tell Joseph he still thinks I’m straight
Dude, in NO WAY does reading Judy Blume make one Gay. However, reading anything after school in the hallway will make you, by the reckoning of The Jocks, gay. And now they serve burgers 1200 feet from our old high school while I own a home and don’t have to worry about when table 4 is going to need more water. (True story.)
WHO’S GAY NOW, BITCHES???
Well not you, obviously, since you have the opposite-gender life partner (in law and in God) to prove it.
Heh, I meant “gay” in the same pejorative sense the jocks meant it back in high school. Obviously, if reading books made penises appear in the asses of high school nerds, a lot of us would have read fewer (or more) books.
Funny that you mention The Law and God, the two senses in which I think least often about our marriage. :)