'Trivial Pursuit' Is For Weenies

Spent the other night at the London Bridge again. Trivia night, you know.

This is the small but unique establishment of Caribbean Mercy PR-tour-2003 notoriety. As i recall it, the crew discovered the London Bridge about fifteen minutes after the gangway hit the ground, and a pretty constant vigil was maintained there until the day we sailed. We held the happy dual status of celebrated newcomers (with occasional discounts) and recognized regulars. But i don't remember there being a Trivia Night.

I heartily approve of the concept, however. Trivia, in this case, can cover anything from ancient Chinese maritime history to the latest from 50 Cent. Last week our group of four discovered that the prize is not only a big mixing bowl filled with whatever they hapen to have lying around - boxes of microwave popcorn, a DVD, the largest bag of Hershey's Kisses in the free world - but also a twenty-dollar bar tab. Trivia, anyone? Actually, it was a team of five if you count the pet fish, whom Missy brought for my birthday and K. promptly christened Stewart. Stewart was a placid observer from his bag on the table and in general seemed to enjoy the proceedings. Sadly, we lost in the lightning round this week, even with our secret weapon Brian visiting from Nova Scotia. (Do you know the title of the 1940 Oscar nominee starring Bette Davis with Humphrey Bogart as the devoted stablehand? No? I thought not. Although if you do, please give us a call.) However, the winners did share their M&Ms, if not their bar tab, and so all was well. Such a fine establishment.

Next week: a study on the relationship between Old Peculier consumption and game performance. I wonder if we can get a sponsor.


(image credit: theakstons.co.uk)