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Richmond, TX 77407
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11:55 PM, December 17, 2013
Scores
Our Couch Pulls Out But We Don't 63

Jingle My Balls 61

Chocolate Unicorn 59

MTDPO 57

Win or Lose, We Still Booze 50

Greendale 37

Dumb and Dumber 29

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Tuesday, 8pm @ Big Ben Tavern
Meghan (Brownie)

I'm just your normal, every day suburban housewife rokcet scientist.  No, seriously.  I'm a rocket scientist.  Well, I used to be... Now, I work in the oil and gas industry.  Basically, I blow stuff up on a computer screen so it doesn't blow up in real life.

I came to join the Geeks Who Drink family almost by accident.  I was working as a rocket scientist and looking for ways to make extra cash.  I was perusing Craigslist for side gigs.  Sitting right between the openings for escorts and web cam models, I saw a blurp about hosting a trivia night.  Sheer curiosity made me click.  It was the only thing on there that didn't ask for nude pictures, and I didn't have any handy.  So, I filled out the application and got an audition.  Little did I know what laid waiting for me...

On a more personal note, I'm an Army veteran married to a volunteer firefighter.  I have 5 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats and a partridge in a pear tree.  Okay, I really don't have a pear tree and I'd probably shoot the damn partridge.

Tonight was our final quiz of the year.  It leads us to a time of reflection and learning.  Tonight, you learned lots of shit about science, not so much stuff about swimming swans and that we don't pay attention to current events. So, I figured I would take this opportunity to tell you more about me and my childhood Christmasi (That's Christmases plural for you grammatically challenged).


To really understand my upbringing, you need to know a few things.  I'm the 4th child of 7, with 2 boys and 5 girls in that order.  I wasn't exactly a mischievious child, I just did stupid shit.  I got arrested for having a picnic on a median (the grassy knoll in the middle of a roadway).  I got permanently banned from a mall for swimming in the fountain.  My sister's got caught doing all the stuff I taught them, like sneaking out the window and jumping onto the van to get down from the second story.


Christmases in our house were crazy.  Every year, my parents would give us new pajamas on Christmas Eve.  Now, they still do it for their 23 grandkids.  They were usually pretty awful.  They weren't Christmas pajamas, just stuff to sleep in.  I still cringe at the thought of itchy red plaid nightgowns.  Then, in the mornings, we couldn't go downstairs.  We had to line up, in ascending age order on the stairs.  We usually didn't even get to brush our teeth.  Someone always woke up early, and made just enough noise to wake enough of the rest of us that my parents figured it was time to wake the clan.  So, half asleep/half awake, we would file downstairs while my mother took a million and a half pictures.  Remember, no brushed teeth, no brushed hair and often a still full bladder.  As a super vain teenager, these are not the pictures you wanted people to see.  Fortunately, Facebook wasn't around.


We would each find our stocking with our 1 gift form Santa.  We weren't poor, but there were a shit ton of us.  No matter how good we were, Santa only left us present.  I remember the year I got two and flipped my shit!  It was a CD walkman and a Matthew Sweet CD.  I was 14, and my mother still thought I should be wearing a red flannel nightgown to bed.  I also woke up early that year and slipped into the bathroom to brush my hair and put on a touch of makeup, complete with blue eyeliner.


But the real party at our house was definitely Christmas Eve.  We would always do a game night.  Sometimes we stuck with board games.  The Farming Game was the top seller.  Risk was a big one, but it took forever.  One year, we played more interactive games.  Catch Phrase had just come out.  I was 19 and home for college.  At some point, we got out Twister.  We turned on music, and my brother started teaching my little sisters how to swing dance.  He had taken a class that semester in college, and figured we all needed to know.  At some point, he lifted one of my sister, Kari, and she kicked the ceiling fan.  Somehow, my sister Kelli got the bright idea that the Twister board worked much better as a cape.  As my brother lifted her, the cape got stuck in the slightly tilted ceiling fan and it got pulled halfway down.


My boyfriend at the time had come over, and when my mother asked him what he thought, he looked straight into the VHS video recorder and said "I'm scared."  Looking back, those were some pretty awesome memories.  My family was super religious, conservative, and flat out boring the other 264 days of the year.  But Christmas time was when we really let loose and went wild.  We drank Dr. Pepper and stayed up until 11!  And killed a few Twister boards in our flannel pajamas.

Marathon Sports Lounge at Palladium AVX
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Richmond, TX 77407
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7:12 AM, December 11, 2013
Scores
Swampfinger 66

Rover Wanderer Nomad Vagabond 63

Dallas Cowboys Have No D 59

Footloose and Noe Free 54

MTDPO 53

What's That Horrible Smell? Oh, It's me 53

Win or Lose, We Still Booze 52

Greendale 50

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Tuesday, 8pm @ Big Ben Tavern
Meghan (Brownie)

I'm just your normal, every day suburban housewife rokcet scientist.  No, seriously.  I'm a rocket scientist.  Well, I used to be... Now, I work in the oil and gas industry.  Basically, I blow stuff up on a computer screen so it doesn't blow up in real life.

I came to join the Geeks Who Drink family almost by accident.  I was working as a rocket scientist and looking for ways to make extra cash.  I was perusing Craigslist for side gigs.  Sitting right between the openings for escorts and web cam models, I saw a blurp about hosting a trivia night.  Sheer curiosity made me click.  It was the only thing on there that didn't ask for nude pictures, and I didn't have any handy.  So, I filled out the application and got an audition.  Little did I know what laid waiting for me...

On a more personal note, I'm an Army veteran married to a volunteer firefighter.  I have 5 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats and a partridge in a pear tree.  Okay, I really don't have a pear tree and I'd probably shoot the damn partridge.

I've always thought I was open minded when I came to food.  However, 
Round 3 tonight proved me completely wrong.  Salt cod, meatballs, meat 
and eggs?  Okay.  I can get on board with that.  But those fucking 
French people have lost their minds!  Liver, snails and now calf's 
face?  I don't care how it's cooked.  That's just disgusting!  Tete de 
veau?  No, fuck you!  There are limits to what this carnivore will eat, 
and I draw the line at really recognizable body parts.  The idea has 
got to make PETA members sit in the corner, rocking back and forth like 
someone just told them they weren't really considered famous.  I'd much 
rather eat the prickly pear.


The pear of anguish, on the other hand, does not sound like too much 
fun.  It's got to be better than having to sit through the movie 
Magnolia.  Was that the movie that started this whole crap of not 
having one main character?  Something about intertwisted lives that 
carried on to such crappy hits as Valentine's Day or Elephant.  At 
least Pulp Fiction got something right adding in mobsters and violence. 
 Take notes, P. T. Anderson.


Other highlights of the night include being Mauled at the Mall, MTDPO 
dancing to Pitbull and coming to the general consensus that Kurt 
Cobain never seems to age.  Despite the drugs and his skanky wife, even 
Mary Hart can't speak badly of him. I still remember him bitching about 
how journalists insisting on coming up with "second-rate Freudian 
evaluation of" his lyrics, when "90% of the time they've transcribed 
them incorrectly."  Well, when you mumble, it sound slike you are 
saying "How are we now? In containers. Yeah..." There may have been a 
margin or error on that survey of 3 percent.


But that is enough babbling.  Time go back to drinking my Wild Turkey 
and playing Mafia Wars. Don't forget:  Next week is the White Elephant 
Gift Exchange, and wear your ugly sweaters or other holiday garb!

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11:11 PM, December 03, 2013
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Cloudy With a Chance of Blue Balls 76

Slinging Mad Volume, Making Fat Stacks 73

I Wish This Microphone Was a Dick 67

Win or Lose, We Still Booze 66

The Unwanted 62

Death to the Opposition 57

That Guy In the Back 33

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Tuesday, 8pm @ Big Ben Tavern
Meghan (Brownie)

I'm just your normal, every day suburban housewife rokcet scientist.  No, seriously.  I'm a rocket scientist.  Well, I used to be... Now, I work in the oil and gas industry.  Basically, I blow stuff up on a computer screen so it doesn't blow up in real life.

I came to join the Geeks Who Drink family almost by accident.  I was working as a rocket scientist and looking for ways to make extra cash.  I was perusing Craigslist for side gigs.  Sitting right between the openings for escorts and web cam models, I saw a blurp about hosting a trivia night.  Sheer curiosity made me click.  It was the only thing on there that didn't ask for nude pictures, and I didn't have any handy.  So, I filled out the application and got an audition.  Little did I know what laid waiting for me...

On a more personal note, I'm an Army veteran married to a volunteer firefighter.  I have 5 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats and a partridge in a pear tree.  Okay, I really don't have a pear tree and I'd probably shoot the damn partridge.

I am so glad to see that so many of my quizzers have fully recovered from their tryptophan induced coma.  So, now that Thanksgiving is over with, it's time to move on to the more expensive holiday.  Hannukah is already in full swing, so let's just skip that.  As we learned by my pronounciation in Round 6: Check Your Bacon At The Door, I'm not Jewish. 

We had a quiz.  You were there.  If you weren't there, you missed out and don't deserve to be told about what you missed.  So, instead of your normal reminiscincing about the great times we had at quiz, I figured I'd give you a few ideas that will help you while you shop for a present for yours truly.  You can use this guide to help you as you shop for other people, but it's really all about me and my needs.

I should probably mention I'm not on very good terms with Santa.  Apparently I've made the naughty list way too many times, but not enough times to be among his favorites.

First of all, toilet paper is really a shitty gift.  Seriously.  No matter how you package it, just don't.  Besides, I steal enough from gas stations to keep my supply full.

What would be super awesome is picture frames.  Any size works just fine.  As I age, I grow a deeper appreciation for my cats.  So, I'd like to honor them with photos of special events.  I have their birthday parties, when we go for walks and just some general candid shots that need mounting.

I missed the whole Furby craze a decade or so ago, but it's making a comeback.  I'm not big on Furby, since it's really just a satanic version of Gizmo.  But I can't find a plush Gizmo, so just get a Furby and rip all the creepiness out of him.

You all know that I'm a rocket scientist and love all sorts of things normal people think of as dorky.  So, my list this year includes any sort of item that either defies the laws of gravity or exemplifies the laws of physics.  Since space shuttles are hard to come by, I'll keep this one pretty open ended.

A few other things that I would enjoy are:
A gold plated vibrator (bonus if it's the same shade as C-3PO)
Chhia Tennage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Canned Dragon Meat
Pac-Man Stapler
Bacon Strip Adhesive bandages

I think about sums up what I want this year.  However, I'm always open for new suggestions.  And I don't like surprises.  So, feel free to leave me a comment abut what you intend to get me.  And you can go ahead and start bringing them to quiz next week.

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