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I wish the world had a better application for useless miscellaneous knowledge than just “bar trivia” and “game shows”, but alas. Such applications are few and far between.

What was supposed to be a work-crowd trivia night turned into an impromptu chair-filling at the last minute when three of our enrollees punked out. So, as it happened, the only two active Fredders, yours truly and King Blog himself, ol’ Barry Freed, returned to the world of bar trivia, along with Pittsburgh’s Favorite Daughter and the Slanket Queen (who by the way get big props for being smarter than me a bunch of times.)

But second place…apparently our (me and Barry) weapons have rusted in the long time of peace. Either way we could have used Cutty’s additional brainpower and Opposite’s foolish claims and outrageous lies.

One problem I discovered with reading too much: confusing your useless facts. For instance, a crucial error came when I invested too much pointage in this question: “Who is the Roman God of the underworld?” Having read every mythology book under the sun, I was convinced it was Vulcan.

But nah. Turns out he’s the Roman god of fire and smithing, while Pluto claims the title of Lord of the Underworld. Phuck.

Ah well, second place isn’t bad for our first return engagement, and our new team name, “Ten Cent Wing Stains”, is my new favorite thing ever.  Ups to K and M for turning a slippery-fingered error on my part into the best team name of all time.