OK, real talk, my little Lions & Lionesses…

You know that I usually never take this long after the quiz to blog, but I got shit housed last night.

And we have everyone’s favorite bartender to tank for that, so thank you, Mayo.  With all the Rumple Mintze you forced down my throat, you’d think I had the worst breath in the world.  Wait… did I?  Crap.

All of these drinks were made necessary by the extreme chaos that came pre-quiz.  What most of you didn’t see was that our little Lion & Rose, which usually sees a handful of customers on any given Wednesday night, was overrun with diners.  There was a 30 person table in the dungeon, and 20 top in the dining room and almost the complete dining room full of patrons prior to the quiz.  And none of them were here for the quiz!  Things got so harried that I, your intrepid quizmaster, started clearing tables and schlepping foodstuffs just so we could have a quiz!  Did I mind?  Not one bit… after fourteen or so drinks at the end of the night.

Amazing how it works that way sometimes.

On an awesome note for us, we had eight teams play the quiz from start to finish!  This reminds me of the heyday of our quiz and I certainly hope it’s a sign of things to come in the New Year.  Assuming tomorrow is not, in fact, the Apocalypse.  If it isn’t, then I’ll see you back at the LNR on January 2^nd!

Thanks for a super exciting finish tonight, with our top three teams within one point of each other.  And thanks for another great year of quiz at the Little Westlake Pub That Could!

P.S. Now I have to try and stay awake another 90 minutes so I can buy tickets to Cat Power.

Happy Holidays, kids!

OK, yes, there was a quiz tonight.  But let’s face facts… the only thing I want to talk about now is how I now have an incredibly large ass rip in my favorite pair of shorts.  Do I know exactly when it happened?  No.  Do I know why it happened?  Yes!  It’s because of all this beautiful junk I’ve got in my trunk.  And possibly from the fact that I’ve worn these shorts (or their equally abused brother pair) almost every day since the day I bought them.  Not even a month ago, I noticed a teensy little holed developing on the back side of the left butt cheek, but I figured I could make it through the end of the year with this pair intact.  In fact, I had to.  The brother pair of shorts has a distracting huge easy access dick slit right in the front that is impossible to cover up, hence the reliance on this pair.  And now it looks like I blew the ass straight out of them.  So tonight, I haz a sad for my cargos.

But it’s not all frowny faces about Old Navy shorts!  No, there was some joy in Mudville on this night, thanks to some great performances on the Wednesday quiz!  Our repeat champions, the Bothan Spies, were head and shoulders better than the competition in terms of their musical knowledge in R4, or album title round.  The Spies went an incredibly solid 7/8 in this round, where the  average score of the other five teams was a 2.8.  Very well done!  Their strength in this round helped propel them to a lead that would not be overtaken, even at the end.  Second place’s the Square Root of 64 = D gave it a brilliant shot, but needed three more correct answers in random knowledge to pull off the upset.  They found themselves in a tie for second place with My Friends Are Not Creative Under Pressure, who themselves clinched third place in an exciting Christmas themed tiebreaker.  And special commendation goes to the Honey Badgers, you almost cashed on the night’s quiz, even without a joker!

Remember, we’ve got one more quiz this month (next week) and then are off until January 2^nd, so come back next week and we’ll get ready to say so long to 2012!

For those unaware, a small band of quizmasters from across the nation have decided to include one of our own as the subject of our blogs this week.  I, too, have decided to participate, making the centerpiece of this blog a man who I have met once in my life.  With that, my quizzers, I shall now inform you as to what part of Jon Pio you are.

To the 5th place finishers, The Gilations, you are the EYES of Jon Pio.  What you see, you see with a sense of wonder and limitless possibility.  You see with the eyes of a child who is equally excited to play with his Christmas gift as he is the bubble wrap that protected it.  But sometimes our eyes can betray us.  Things turn out to be more than they seem.  On this night, a sweet team composed of a teen and his two grandparents found themselves full of anticipation for tonight’s quiz, only to see their dreams of victory come crashing down to the floor of the bar by the end of Round Two… much like Jon Pio after 10 $3 pints.  See also: Jon Pio’s sobriety

 To this evening’s 4^th place finisher, Finger the Pope!, you are the FEET of Jon Pio.  Ever sturdy and anchored in reality, you knew your odds of winning on this night were slim, but you never let that stop you from having a great time.  When other teams would agonize over every single question, you would take a mid-round break to order up another pint to enjoy the evening.  Yet you continued to quiz all the way to the conclusion.  Only a man so firmly rooted in his idea of what constitutes a good time would be worthy to be the feet of Pio.  See also: Jon Pio’s sense of self

To our 3^rd place finishers, The Pennies In the Parking Lot Told Us To, you are the GUT of Jon Pio.  Impulsive to the end and always trusting your first impression, you came up with answer after answer for the quiz.  And for the times that you didn’t have a clue, the two of you would audibly grumble your displeasure.  But just like Pio trusting his gut, you trusted your faith in your quiz abilities to come out victorious to the tune of $15 in pub cash!   See also: Jon Pio’s intuition

To our 2^nd place team, 8===D, you are (ironically) the BRAINS of Jon Pio.  Ever the calculating team, you debated answer after answer until you had concluded that you had come up with the best one.  Whether that answer was right was immaterial.  What mattered was that it sounded right according to your logic.  But sometimes it wasn’t the logical answer.  Some of these answers required that “out of left field” thinking to get the point.  The great news those big brains totaled enough points for second place tonight!  See also: an ASCII drawing of Jon Pio’s brain

And to our winners, the Bothan Spies, you are the swollen TESTICLES of Jon Pio.  Even when others may have doubted your answers, you laughed in their faces and stuck to your guns, coming up with the most absurd correct answers!  You knew Pokemon: The First Movie, you knew Baby’s Day Out (but why?!?!), you knew G. Love and Special Sauce and even the music of Richard Wagner!  And no one could tell you that you didn’t!  When victory was on the line, you were willing to put your gonads on the table and prove that you were the best of the best tonight.  See also: Jon Pio’s confidence

Thank you all for a wonderful night!  Here’s hoping we see you right back here next Wednesday.  Same Jon Pio time, same Jon Pio channel!

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