Tonight, I went to trivia with some friends, and had a good time.  Up until the last question, we were a point behind the leader, and lost due to the simple fact that I couldn’t remember the name “Agatha Christie.”  But I was certainly pleased and impressed with the wealth of random knowledge that our team was capable of knowing, and I’m pretty sure that we could win one of these days in the future if this were to become a legitimate reoccurring thing.

But anyway, this trivia was held at none other than a fairly obvious nerd hangout; the same place where I enjoyed a birthday party just days prior, filled with large TVs for people to play console games on, which kind of makes me question the legality, as well as several stations for people to play PC games, but most importantly, an impressive set up of Rockband for people to channel their inner rock stars.  All this in place, and the simple fact that I’m a notorious people-watcher, I’m watching the people come and go, play trivia and drink boozahol.  Naturally, this means I’m checking out the girls in the place, because that is what I do, being the sometimes-ronery, single male that is sort of thinking about the importance and desire to one day settle down.

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