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Good lord, Miles (I hear you say) this blog is INCREDIBLY late.
Yes, I say back. The reasons for this are twofold.
One: I was up and out having fun with you all until 10:30 when I had to be up at 4:30 this morning to drive to frickin' Murietta. Frickin' Murietta. Then I came home from Murietta and it was already late and I passed out for a couple of hours anyway because ugh.
Two: You're going to have to go a month of your lives with no me, and I felt badly and I wanted to delay this last blog as long as I possibly could, just so that the amount of time you'd have to go with no me in your lives could be just that small amount less.
So, you're welcome.
And if we had to say a month-long farewell to GWD at the Tam, last night's quiz was a nice way to do it.
We had some new folks playing in the quiz (Hi, Peanut Gallery! Hi, Cuisine! Hi, Huffman!) and some old folks as well. Not folks who are old. Folks whose presence has become familiar. Who may or may not be old.
We had an almost compete lack of suspense as the team rankings changed virtually not at all from Round 3 onwards.
I got to feel the looks of scorn and hatred as we dropped a double-points all-sports round on you. Again: you're welcome. Also, as I accepted “J.R.Ewing” after asking for the character's full name. Maybe I should have said fuller name, I don't know. It's all relative.
So, anyway. This next month will be carolers instead of quizzers. If you get really desperate, here's what I recommend you do:
Go to the Tam O'Shanter on a Thursday. Get yourself a couple of drinks. Hot cider's okay if that's how the spirit moves you. Listen to a couple of carols. But imagine that the lyrics are all questions.
DO NOT SHOUT OUT THE ANSWERS.
You may need to bring your own paper for answer sheets.
Then, when you've successfully answered all of the “questions”, you have a couple of options. You can either a) keep that answer sheet and treasure it always in a frame on your wall where your mom's picture used to be, b) set it ablaze in a meaningful ceremony of looking forward and moving on and blah blah etc., or c) bring it up to some poor, unsuspecting Tam O'Shanter employee and demand that they score your sheet and award you a prize.
I can't help you decide which of those is the right choice for you – it's a decision everyone's gotta make for themselves.
While you're doing that, have some happy holidays! See you soon!
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Sure we had an exciting quiz last night. Sure, we all had fun. That's all well and good. But I want to take a moment to talk to you about squares.
DID YOU KNOW that if you had a square with sides of infinite length, it would be definitively identical to a circle with an infinite radius? Since a circle is a series of points of an equal distance from a center point, and any point on an infinite square can be identified as being an infinite distance from, well, anywhere in the middle there.
There's a valuable lesson in there somewhere, I'm sure.
Something along the lines of “don't get your abstract concepts mixed in with your math – it tastes disgusting”.
Also, don't mix it in with your meth. It'll decrease the street value.
This has been another few minutes of babbling about squares.
I assume this is why you missed me.
Especially now that I know it's sure not for my musical choices. Carlen took it upon herself to criticize some of the songs. I'm sure there's an ironic punishment in whatever hell you believe in for song-criticizers. It's probably just me DJing 24/7. That's rough for you, sure, but think how it must make me feel to be an ironic punishment.
It's a living.
(I said that like a pterodactyl. Like you do.)
She also took home the email-only bonus prize, and to date has won all of the glassware prizes that have gone out at Tam O'Shanter. If she wins another one, I might just have to substitute in a pickle pop so it doesn't look like favoritism.
Though now that I actually write that out loud, “substituting a pickle pop” sounds like an awful euphemism and I wish there were some way to take it back.
If only there were some way to unwrite what I have written.
Get on that, scientists.
It looked like it was going to be a close game last night, with 7s across the board in the first round. Then it stopped looking as close after the 2nd round, when Cambodian Donut Mafia jokered a score of 14 and the high score for anybody else was 7.
By the time we got to the end of the quiz, I didn't even have to bother reading CDM's answer sheet. They had a lead of 8 points without even doing round 8.
Gosh, that must have been humiliating for everybody who wasn't them or me.
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Last night was full of little helpers! And praise God for it! As a drink who geeks, this special guest quizmaster looked at the new soundboard like David Spade staring at Kim Kardashian’s rump – I couldn’t stop staring, but I had no idea what to do with it! Because there were so many of you that gave me a bit of joy throughout the night, and may have gone unnoticed, I am going to take this time to identify and thank you in the way you desrve!
Joy giver number 1: Mark, Rogue Waiter. Gave me the most delicious vodka diet I’ve ever had. Citron = Yum! THANK you!
Joy giver number 2: Mitches, Unofficial Noise Queens. After setting up the sound system in “just the right way” only to discover that my voice was far far to quiet, the lovely Mitches suggested, “I think you need to turn some nobs.” Oh is that how you do it? Tha-anks.
Giver of joy number 3: Gentlemen Angels, Official Noise Kings. Two amazing men, who knew a thing or two, swooped in and showed me how to really work it! THANK YOU!
Joy bestower number 4: The Beautiful Holly, Angel of the Scorecards. Sacrificed by her team, (that was a Foolish Hit guys!) Holly joined me in the score game, and showed the Foolish Hit that scores aren't so high when she's missing from the team! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
The rest of the night was quite fantastic! Take that Mithches, Love, Beyonce didn’t want to waste time getting answers, but then mitched about how the visual round did not have ajax. A fellow bargain shopper who was Drunk on Republican Tears proved them otherwise. A balrog of quizgoth and The 47% fought to the death--death being Round 8, where The 47% killed and jokered! It’s ok Quizgoths, you got ‘em last time. You can get ‘em again!
Thanks for having me! You all are awesome!