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Get your kilts out and Irn-Bru because this place is a wonderful Scottish oasis!

The teams here have a blast!

There were some high scores coming in early especially on the picture round. The final round of tigers and more tigers was the only thing standing in the way of General Washington's from winning, which they successfully did!

There is a great night of fun to be had playing trivia at the Tudor Scottish restaurant.

QUIZ RECAP

Here follows a smattering of fragmented thoughts from a wildly pleasant, routinely chaotic evening. If you begin to feel lightheaded, consider adding additional ballast.

Did you ever know that Joe's my hero,
And everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
For Joe is the wind beneath my wings.

Yes, that invocation was entirely necessary. Though in truth, Joe was more like a car beneath my wings. Or, beneath my booty. Also Joe is not a car. Homo sapiens, actually (me too!). And at no time was he in a caudal position to my back side; aforementioned car played that role. And played it miles better than mine. My car. Not my bum, which was merely cargo...and really not anything that you need to be concerned with at this point in the story. Or at any point in the story. Please stop pointing.

A quick look at previous scores shows that Aggressive Foreplay have gone from good to heating up to on fire -- and with this week's fourth consecutive victory they have officially moved into BOOOOOMSHAKALAKA territory.  Will they continue to dominate, or will their efforts reach a climax? Come next week to find out who ends up on top!

Inspired by Wingardium Trivio-SAH, I did a free online face morph of Ichiro Suzuki and Jackie Robinson. It did not go well. I'm typing this from a public library, because I was forced to destroy my computer. You understand.

Danna and Stephen, you are brave and loyal souls. I'd stand and face down traffic for you any night. I mean, I'd of course rather we avoid such a situation entirely if possible, but if that's the way the wind looks to be blowing, you can count on me to be an "And my axe!" kinda guy. Though my beard isn't very long, tossing me takes little effort. And my cousin Dwalin has a pretty sweet pad, and he said that I can bring friends by like whenever for burgers and beers by the firepit, so we should definitely group up on the next mission. Quest. Thing...What were we talking about again?

Peter, when I needed a gas can, you were generous to say, "I've got you covered." And because the gasket on the gas can was comically ineffective, I realize that I should have listened better.

I smell like the Autopia, and my hands are green. Does anybody know how to revive a jade plant that has been broken at the trunk by a succulent severing eco-terrorist?

Just another Tuesday.

QUIZ RECAP

On this silly night of trivia, we found out what happens when the Quizmaster discovers that he is becoming ill. Though your humble ringleader deteriorated to the point of misfiring on all cylinders, noble trivia combatants lost none of their mettle. Teams from Tam trivia eras old and new were present and accounted for to sally forth into the fray that is the beginning of tournament play. Even in the face of mortal danger (a Dave Matthews Band themed drinking round), it was a night victorious for those steady representatives of the old guard - Aggressive Foreplay.