So guys, been having some troubles with the blog (locked out from posting because of apparent spam and fishing allegations, which were false) but we are back!
We will be back to posting recaps regularly from here on out again. as well as posting the winners pictures from the month of April until now.
Before we go any further here are a few things about last month that you may have missed:
A come from behind first place victory for the month of April for “Smoother Than a Scandinavian Vulva” over the early favorites “Clown Baby”
New teams and challengers coming in from all sides.
And David being my official replacement co-host for Tyler (at least until next month, but more on that later)
Also David will be taking over as the recaps for Kilt Pub (with my little notes through out) while I will continue to do Blind Pig’s recaps. So without further ado, here are David’s recaps from the last two weeks!
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May 7th:
By David DeMola
(Notes in these are from David)
<Notes in these are from Matt>
[These are our collective id]
I love this job.
Between the alcohol, the atmosphere, and the rotating cast of contestants I get to meet every week, I have to say: I’ve got it good.
You all have smartass remarks, and I don’t resent that for half a second. It’s actually one of my favorite parts of the job, which calls back to my short-lived standup stint in an obscure hole-in-the-wall place that, I’m sad to say, doesn’t exist anymore.
Last week, I was singing Taking Back Sunday, and this week I was able to herald the good old days of music – back when you could be mainstream and artistic at the same time. (Insert Justin Beiber joke here) <”Baby” was okay. In a this is pop music take it or leave it kind of way.>.
We had lyrics questions about Bob Dylan, a hint with lyrics from The Darkness, and…a question about Soundgarden’s return. Some of you pointed out that Soundgarden was a ‘90s band. You’re right; they got big in the ‘90s, but the band was formed in 1984, and their first album was released in 1988 (preceded by an EP in ’87). And that album, Ultramega OK, earned them a Grammy nomination for Best Metal performance. <For those of you who said 90′s band, face>
I’ll say this: I wrote that question, and hadn’t actually listened to the song until this morning. Without turning this into a music blog, I just want to say this:
Two years ago, when “Black Rain” was released, I was excited. I heard Chris Cornell wailing again, like he used to, and I literally replayed the song for 30 minutes-straight. It was the perfect return. It was immaculate. It was…
An old song that had been rejected, and finally released.
Shit.
“Black Rain” was from a different era of music, back when Cornell could belt out notes with that shrill voice of his.
Hearing “Live To Rise,” and comparing that to any of their 1990s hits is just unfair. The band has changed; Cornell did his solo bit and Audioslave. He’s long since risen up from his black days, broken out of his rusty cage, and the black hole sun that used to fuel his work has clearly collapsed in on its singularity a long time ago.
I want to like it, because Soundgarden was part of the soundtrack of my childhood, but it just isn’t the same.
And, as I wrote that last sentence, I felt “old”. Or, at least, “older”.
But, anyway, let’s get back to the recap.
It’s not often that I get to say the word “scrotum”. I love the word because it’s just so abrasive. It doesn’t roll off the tongue – it skids off the tip and crashes into peoples ears; a proverbial Wile E. Coyote of the English language.
I try to work scrotum into conversations, but it’s just a tough word to find appropriate context for.
“Nice weather outside. So, how about scrotum?”
“Buy stock in Facebook! I hear it’s gonna be scrotum!”
“Hey ma, that meal was great. It tasted like scrotum.”
Scrotum, of course, was the hint for our question about Honoré de Balzac. Let it be known: Matt and I are children. Tall children, with facial hair and a license to drink.
Anyway, enough about scrotum. Let’s get to the standings for the first round.
1st Place: Clown Baby’s Conjoined Twin with 17 Points
2nd Place: I’ll Have Another On Purpose with 16 points & Insert Shitty Name Here also with 16 points & Paps Blue Waffle (Google It) also with 16
(DO NOT GOOGLE THIS. Seriously. Biggest mistake of my life. What is seen cannot be unseen.) <I told you>
And the standings for the second round <after a tie-breaker about the second greatest radio-program of all time This American Life>
3rd Place: I’ll Have Another On Purpose 30 Points
2nd place: Paps Blue Waffle (Google it) with 31 <Missing the tie break but getting some pretty cool swag from the prize bag)
1st Place: Clown Baby’s Conjoined Twin with 31 <winner of tie break>

Clown Baby’s Conjoined Twin!
…which brings me to the next subject: team names.
I don’t have a long rant; I just want to say this:
I love the names that people come up with. It seems like, every week, it’s edging more and more toward vulgarity. I won’t be surprised when, one day, the team name of “SHITTY FUCK AND THE ASSHOLES” comes up (as a side note, that’d also be an awesome punk band name) <We are starting one>.
So, by the end of the night, fun was had, drinks were drank, and we kicked off a new month of trivia with some hot competition. And I, of course, made short work of getting myself drunk so I could ignore the pain in my shoulder (Tip: If you’re thinking about breaking up a fight, don’t do it without help. It never ends well.)
On the bright side, here’s a fun fact, folks: if you can’t afford pain killers, or you just want to have fun when your shoulder’s hurt, chug alcohol.
Any alcohol. Pick your favorite.
[EDITOR’S NOTE: These statements have not been approved by the FDA. Questionable Trivia is not a medical service, and does not employ doctors of any kind, and accepts no liability for anyone taking this advice.]
Truly, alcohol is a miracle cure for anything that ails you.
[No it’s not. Don’t listen to him]
Got a cold? The flu? Syphilis? There’s an alc for that.
[…I hate you.]
And, with that, cue the monthly standings!
- Pabs Blue Waffle (Google It) [DON’T GOOGLE IT] (31 Points)
- Clown Baby’s Conjoined Twin (31 Points)
- I’ll Have Another On Purpose (30 Points)
- River City Pistol Whips (26 ½ Points)
- Insert Shitty Name Here (23 ½ Points)
- Lark Tarhar Parrarts (23 ½Points)
- The Swedish Mafia (Den Svenska Maffia) (22 Points).
Until next week, my lovely Quiztestants!
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That read like it came from a man who didn’t take English 300 9 times. Now for the more recent one:
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May 14th:
By David DeMola
(Notes in these are from David)
<Notes in these are from Matt>
[These are our collective id]
I learned a new term on Monday. It’s a verb. It was part of a team name.
More importantly, it’s an American pastime:
Eiffel Towering (v.): The act of exchanging high fives while tag-teaming a (wo)man.
I put (wo) in parentheses because, despite the fact that most definitions place a woman in the middle, it’s technically possible to perform the act on either gender.
…and we’re moving on.
Monday was a night of primitive desires, with team names and questions colluding into one big mixing bowl of antediluvian delight. Topics like boxing, MMA, death, war, and David Arquette steeped through the collective id of the world and found themselves splayed across the two-round battle between eleven teams.

In the end, beer was drank, questions were answered, and phony mustaches were worn. <This team received them for getting last place. We wanted them to hide their shame>
This week, the attrition rate was only 1. We lost one team because they had to leave early. Not bad. Not bad at all.
Even better: I got to try out my new category for Kilt Pub. We call it “Movie Mashup”, wherein we describe a film, but replace the characters’ names with other famous roles that the actors have played in.
It’s easier just to show you the question.
“Name this sequel. Mr. Rourke tries to exact revenge on TJ Hooker by using the first book of the Bible.”
So we have Mr. Rourke (played by Ricardo Montalban) trying to get revenge on TJ Hooker (played by William Shatner) by using the first book of the Bible (Genesis).
Ricardo Montalban played Khan Noonien Singh, Shatner played Captain James T. Kirk, and the Genesis effect was the crux of the movie (Star Trek 2: The Wrath of Khan).
I like the category because it appeals to both hemispheres of the brain. Part of it requires the left hemisphere’s knowledge, and the other part requires the right hemisphere to make connections between items. It’s not just a recitation of facts – it’s a thought experiment (much like Schrodinger’s Cat; which was the subject of our fourth question of the night).
I also like it because it’s weird. And I’ve long ago accepted the fact that I’m a weird guy who likes weird things. Namely, Dungeons and Dragons (the subject of another question that night) – or, as one team called it, “Nerds and Dorks”.
Which brings up an age old question: what’s the difference between nerds, dorks and geeks? I don’t think there’s a definitive answer to this, but here’s my view on it:
Dorks (n.) : A person with eccentric traits that could label them as “goofy” or “silly”.
Geeks (n.): A person with extreme interest in subjects that fall outside of typical social norms.
Nerds (n.): Successful geeks or dorks, who make money off their eccentricities (read-as: Bill Gates)
But, as usual, I stray from the main point.
Let’s get back to Monday night. Specifically, the food. The food I forgot to take photos of, because I was too busy shoving it down my throat. <That’s what she said>
The kitchen made us chicken and sirloin kebabs, with a kick, alongside some chilled couscous that offered a nice reprieve from the heat of the meat. If you’re thinking “hey, this isn’t typical bar food,” you’re right. If you think that detracts from the meal whatsoever, you’re damn wrong.
Why?
To start, Kilt Pub has an amazing kitchen roster. There’s just something so gratifying about pulling meat and vegetables off of a stick. It’s that visceral, primal urge I mentioned earlier – a return to the Wild, but without a drop in civility

Or, like Matt put it, “Everyone should, once in their lives, sit at a high table and eat meat off a stick.” <Actual quote…also Chef Noah’s looked better>
So we reached the end of the night. Surprisingly, despite having a perfect score in the second round, “Pabs Blue Waffle (Google It)” [Editor’s Note: DON’T GOOGLE IT] didn’t place this week.
And so, when the grading was done, and the answer sheets handed back, these are the top three teams that made it out on top:
Best Team Name: The Smart Ones Flaked <They won a Topsy Turvey, which is this thing which grows peppers upside down>
3rd Place: Two Dudes About To Eiffel Tower Noah (35.5 Points)
2nd Place: I’ll Have Another On Purpose (36 Points) <They won a giant fly swatter>
1st Place: Clown Baby On Purpose (37 Points)

Don’t let the jazz hands fool you. They’re quizzical killers.
I know what you’re thinking, “But Dave! Where does that leave us for the month?!” CUE THE MONTHLY STANDINGS!
- Clown Baby’s Conjoined Twin (68 Points)
- I’ll Have Another On Purpose (66 Points)
- Pabs Blue Waffle (Google It) [DON’T GOOGLE IT] (65 Points)
- The Swedish Mafia (Den Svenska Mafia) (64 Points).
- Lark Tarhar Parrarts (60.5 Points)
- I Quizzed A Girl And I Liked It/Insert Shitty Name Here (56.5 Points)
- Two Dudes About To Eiffel Tower Noah (35.5 Points)
- Just Methin’ Around (30 Points)
- River City Pistol Whips (26.5 Points)
- The Smart Ones Flaked (22.5 Points)
- The Late Comers (19 Points)
If you’re not in the top 3, don’t worry! We still have plenty of quiz time left.
Until next time, adieu!
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Well done everyone. It is good to be back in it with the blog again.
-Matt