QUIZ RECAP

QUIZ RECAP

This quizmaster stepped in on Monday night at very last minute, and even though he got the call to cover while he was out jogging, and rushed to the Hyperion Social House in Silver Lake without a moment to take a shower or eat anything all day, he's very glad he did! What a great bar! What a great collection of lovely people, all collecting in great spirits and friendly competitive vibes. Early leaders on the score board included Howie Potter Scary Tummy Ache, Trash Dogs, A Team with no Name, and the team I enjoyed calling out the most PHDeez Nuts.

As the evening and competition grew on, the super cool bar staff poured generous pours, and the kitchen made some fantastic tasty and affordable meals.

In the end it was Tash Dogs who won the 2nd prize, and Howie Potter Scary Tummy Ache taking home the big prize!

QUIZ RECAP

If there were ever a night to encapsulate what makes trivia nights so fun, last night was it.

16 teams showed up at Hyperion Public on Monday night because they need to, not because they want to. They come to show just how bad ass their brains really are. We even had teams that hadn't been there in months, like Showponies and Professor Hulk is a DILF. The siren call is too hard to resist, and so they make their pilgrimage back to our humble watering hole to profess their undying faith in trivia.

Trash Dogs climbed to the top of the heap after ambitious doubles, with PhDeez Nuts, the perennial favorites close behind. The drinking round had an ancillary prize tonight as well: an over-the-door hanging basketball hoop and deflated basketball. The to the victor goes the spoils, and of course it was Don't Go Jason Waterfalls, who typically has a one in three chance of winning it. He sent me a video this morning of him slam dunking that bad boy in his bedroom. He sent me other videos, but I won't tell you what the content of those were.

I'll be gone for the next few weeks on my honeymoon. I told this to the crowd and people were tearing out their hair, beating their breast, screaming agonizing wails of pain at the thought of me being absent from their weekly nights of diversion. But I reassured them that I'll return, and that if they close their eyes and listen closely, they'll still be able to hear me say, "All real connections we've seen before like lyrics to the Star Spangled Banner, titles to Beyonce songs, pieces of a piano...."

Godspeed everyone. Godspeed.