In trivia, three's not a crowd at all

Last trivia night for a while, I'm afraid.  I will be in Hawaii when the next one rolls around, and Cas will be with me in San Antonio the week after that.  Our next opportunity to kick that much ass in that little space will be three weeks from now.  We're pretty much obligated to go, too, since we won the $25 prize redeemable at that very bar.  You see- that's how they get 'cha. 

Cas named our team tonight.  We were "Inappropriate Topical Reference."  That name is so him.  An analytical fella would find a trend in clever trivia team names.  He would notice that they were usually topical, generally funny and typically mildly inappropriate.  It was fine with me and with Jerone.  Laura was supposed to come, but her new sweetheart was sick, and she decided to take him to the hospital rather than hang out with nerd friends at a bar answering questions.  Probably for the best.  We were able to manage the Kardashian question without her, but we did miss a point on a Black Eyed Peas song title, and I think she would have had that one.  She is our pop culture person.  It's pretty remarkable that the three of us were able to do what we did, though.  We've been on teams of six that didn't do as well.  

After the game was all finished, an intoxicated member of another team came by to size us up.  She said she was very competitive and had come there intending to win.  See, that's all wrong.  You go there intending to have a good time.  If you do well, then more power to you.  It's good to be confident, I guess, but you don't get to be disappointed in a non-first-place result so much that you want to confront the nerds who did accomplish first place.  The thing is, I think this lady was on a fourth or fifth place team.  There were other teams who came in between her and her ultimate goal.  No matter, though.  She must certainly have a whopper of a hangover by now.  She is welcome to come back next week when Cas and I (and very probably, our team) will be gone, but I have doubts about her future success. 

Today, though, I have to pack the rest of my bag (Of course I already started.  Duh.  Planner...) and get myself ready for a week on the beautiful island of Oahu.  I can't wait.  I am so excited to see my big brother and his family, and I am pretty jazzed about getting out into the ocean.  I only really dipped my toes in last summer.  This time, I am coming there with two swimsuits, some board shorts, a rash guard shirt and a mission to do lots of stuff.  I just hope I can recover from my zip-lining bruises and sore muscles before I try to balance on a surfboard.