Some realizations I've had lately

Searching has been much more fun ever since I discovered the "Elmer Fudd" language setting

Captain Kirk was better because he finds us cheap airfare and hotel rates

If someone you've just met refuses to get you a glowstick, he will eventually give in if you keep referring to him as "guy who wouldn't get me a glowstick."

McDonald's used to be racist against the Irish

My ode to silly hats will never make into our departmental newsletter (I even left room for it this quarter!)

Green apples make an excellent addition to a turkey sandwich

I am much better at trivia nights where the average age is under 35

Anyone who asks, after an hour of playing flipcup with no other drinking, "How does one know when one is drunk?" is NOT someone you want to be hanging out with later in the evening

I wish the Heat Miser were real, and that he'd save me from this damn season

PROTEST!

Our last trivia night of the season was a success, if you judge success not by winning but by leaving the bar with large amounts of material goods. The trivia host gave us extra prizes, saying, "I like you guys the best." Who knew?!? We are an entertaining group, and the only team whose average age is under 30. And, as evidenced by the final night, we are not overly competitive assholes who argue that the answer key is wrong and make the host look stuff up on Wikipedia, only to have the key be proven right. I mean, I'm competitive, because it's fun to enjoy friendly competition, but really, who cares? You're playing for a Heineken bar set, not a million dollars, jackass.

Let this be a warning

...Seriously?

We won a t-shirt and visor at trivia on Tuesday, one of my proudest moments, but I think my favorite part was during a music round: They played a snippet from "Ice, Ice Baby," one of us grabbed the pen to write the title, and then looked up and said, "OH, what was his name?!?"

This was made even better by the fact that she had already gotten various obscure songs and artists correct. That Vanilla will trip you up every time.

A warning

Trivia night yesterday went well for the first four rounds, and then crashed, burned and died in a horrible incident that will go down in history as "The Second Music Round." It was rather reminiscent of the Mets' performance down the stretch these last two years. Anyway, I have received promises that the slackers who missed this week will show up next Tuesday, and they better do so, or guess whose requests for leave this holiday season will go straight into the deleted folder.

Love you all.

Who's "Stevie Micks"?

Our second attempt at trivia went much better than the first, and our team is growing each week. My arch nemesis from the previous week failed to return, so I am declaring myself the victor in our feud.

In another note, I find myself enjoying those Jerry Seinfeld-Bill Gates ads, even though I'm not a big fan of either. I guess Microsoft understands that your ads should NOT make you seem obnoxious and arrogant. You can learn from them, Apple.

Are you near Dutch Wonderland?!?

One of my trivia opponents informed me, rather adamantly, that "Solutions Architect" is a valid job title. I would like to explain that, while I don't doubt the importance of such a position, I find the name of it ridiculous. He also had some strong feelings about blogs, not so much about the people who right about the little things in life, but about those who read and comment about them. He thinks they have too much time on their hands. Never fear, faithful readers, I stuck up for you!

Moving on.

Trivia night was a good time, as we had a nice showing for there only being three of us. I made friends with a very nice team called the Phillies, who were unfortunately playing like the Phillies circa 1997. There was actually a good-sized contingent of people from the Philadelphia area, and I realized how nice it is to be around others who know how to pronounce "Lancaster."