Despite being drugged up on tryptophan and familial tsuris, we had a solid turnout of trivia players at Hyperion Public on Monday night. Ol' Little Lebowski's were in disguise as Ancient Astronaut Theorists, taking first place and all the applause at the end of the night. Dead Weighting for Guffman were a deserving silver, not just for their knowledge but for their beautiful, shining faces as well.
For the drinking round, I asked the teams to come up with a limerick in just a few short minutes, and I would pick the winner. I like this challenge because it forces the players to think outside the trivia box for just a bit, and open up their minds to more creative pursuits. Here are the top three.
In third place, Oooo...chicken nuggets:
He's the fella who's filled with the facts
Who ladies will flock to in packs
We trust he has knowledge
Since his shirt says college
And that birthday boy is named Max
In second place, Blowie and the Hootfish:
For a while there, our prospects were stable,
We scored just as much as we're able.
Larry David did us in,
So in the chance that we win
Give our drinks to the next closest table!
And in first place was It's Still Not Maggie's Birthday, with a reference to another team's lurid name:
I'm tired of coming in 12th.
I'd like to be proud of myself!
It'd be nice to be first,
(or maybe not worst)
But at least I'm not fucking an elf!
ISNMB handily won the drinking round with a poem that was profound and profane! Congrats!
Just before the Thanksgiving holiday we had fifteen teams come to throw down at Hyperion Public on Monday night. As always, the cream rises to the top, and the creamiest this week was Ship of Fools, with doubles in rounds 5 and 6. Squeezing just by Dead Weight for a solid second was 6 Dope Queens, who have not shown up on the leaderboards for some time. It was nice to see them smiling again.
For the drinking round, I decided to veer away from our usual musical drinking round and try something more fitting for the holiday. I wrote every team's names on a piece of paper and had a random person draw one from a hat. The team was Wayne Brady Bunch and they sent up team member Katherine. I instructed Katherine, in the spirit of altruism and giving that really defines Thanksgiving, that she would be the person to pick the winning drinking round team. Just like that, she'd select a group of strangers to get free drinks. She made her way around the room and eventually settled on future victors Ship of Fools (who at the time weren't winning yet), because they were so friendly to her as she walked by. They even offered to buy WBB an appetizer, too! It's not much, but we got to experience just a little bit of human kindness at the tail end of a two week period that has been rife with insanity. So go out there and be good, and do good.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
A small but spirited group of contenders showed up to battle it out at Hyperion Public on Monday night, and as the fires rage around Los Angeles, so do the fires in the hearts of our competitors. In the end, Maggie's Birthday eked out the win by a solitary point, with Oooo...chicken nuggets seriously right behind. Major props go to My Name is Max and this is my last night as host, for causing a lot of confusion among the teams. Everyone came up to me after round 2 and was very concerned that I might be leaving, which I then had to repeatedly deny for the rest of the night. So that was fun. Good to see that I'm cherished and valued at least.
