…and so my final quiz with Pub Quiz USA (for now…) ends not with a bang but with a whimper, as only 12 people showed up for last night’s creepy villain quiz co-hosted by myself and my extremely able replacement Steven. The room was very, very quiet and only one person, from Frickin’ Sharks with Frickin’ Lasers, brought a Darth Vader cape. I hope this changes in the future though, folks, as Tom’s really is a good place to play a quiz: Nice people, plenty of pool tables, dart boards and other entertainments, and cool leather booths in a spacious environment. SERIOUSLY: give Tom’s a chance. If that place ever gets hopping it could be one of our best spots.
So anyway, a pretty quiet note to go out on, with Steven mostly running the show in lieu of his coming takeover and only four teams vying for a pot of about 40 bucks. Frickin’ Sharks were blessed by the Pub Quiz karma gods for their bonus participation and took first place, for which we elected to award them the entire pot.
And now, friends, having given you my pitch to come play at Tom’s and keep my flickering legacy alive another week, another month, another year, I must bid you adieu and head south to the sunnier shores of Los Angeles, CA, where I will be welcomed by a state 40 billion dollars in the hole. Woo hoo! It’s been swell, though, and thanks all for the memories and to the Queen of Quizzery herself for actually paying me to do this job; lemme tell ya, there are many, many worse ways to make a buck, and few that are better. Of course, being a film actor or a screenwriter is one of them, which is what I’m off to go take a stab at. The goal: to get a job better than quizmastering. It won’t be easy. Who knows? Maybe I’ll even come crawling back my Pub Quiz mesh hat in my hand, asking for one more chance (wait, do we make Pub Quiz mesh hats?)
Those who have been following my blogging, I invite you to continue my journey with me. Though you shall no longer be answering questions read in my deep throaty voice, you can if you wish continue to read my writing at delusionparade.blogspot.com. I welcome you to stop by, drop me a line, leave me a comment.
I don’t write for me, I write for you.
Love and blessings,
Justin W. Sanders
*A single tear runs collectively down the cheek of everyone in Oregon*
Until we meet again in another life, when we are both cats. (vanilla sky sappy music plays)
Good Luck out there in Lala land Justin! Don’t forget us little people!!
Adios my friend. We shall hover over you in the form of the new blog, and we shall question you and harass you so you never forget the true spirit of the game!
Good Luck!