…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 [...]

It was an evil Biddy McGraw’s last night as it filled up with evil looking folks with evil looking capes. I felt for a minute that we were all in the Legion of Doom as we all sat around laughing derisively. There were even sharks with frickin’ laser beams on their heads in the crowd… [...]

I’m still a relative newbie to this whole Quizmastering thing, but at the risk of alienating my peers, I’m going to let you in on a secret: If it seems like we have the answers to everything, it’s because we do. They’re usually printed out on an 8.5 x 11 sheet, and not necessarily in [...]

Glad you had a good time at the final quiz for you, in your honor. The quiz team did *alright* last night, but they more than drank their fair share of booze, which is what counts.
It was an epic night o’ capes and trivia at the Night Light this Sunday. First place went [...]

They visited us last night, swooped in and took first place at Parkway Station Pub. Some friends of Sheep Shaggers showed up and made a 2nd team called F*ck the Beavers, Go Rams! I told them they were lucky Dazed and Confused wasn’t there! They like OSU, let’s put it that way. [...]

The famous Irish playwright Samuel Beckett summarized yesterday’s Pub Quiz in two words better than I ever will in 200 (though I’ll endeavor to try). “Fail better,” he wrote, and scads of you certainly did just that tonight.
For proof, I’ll begin with the end: Not one team managed to answer the Challenge Round question correctly, [...]

Funny, I’m nostalgic for Ireland, even though my ancestors were deported. I still drink Guinness, even though the one I drank in Ireland got dumped in my lap. I still admit to being Irish, even though the only visible trait from that side of the family is acne.
But still, I’m happy to listen [...]

The road really WAS paved in green yesterday. At least the bike lane was. I was having visions of leprechauns running little marathons around the city, cursing as they are weighted down by the gold coins as people shout “See asshole, if you’d given me some gold, you’d be winning” Or perhaps they [...]

Yeah, for serious. I don’t think they actually let tourists kiss the thing but it’s still so wrong! I joked with the Sandbar Developers that if you see an Irish kid giggling after someone kisses the stone they should kick his ass. And then find some mouthwash.
This week Friends of Fred Noonan [...]

Whew! Packed Mezzanine at the Bridgeport on Tuesday night. It was a good game all in all. We had a few select assholes that were yelling out answers repeatedly, even after my “nice” warning to knock it off. They were not playing, so they could not be penalized, alas. I would [...]