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Honest Abe

Last night was Trivia Night.  We gifted folk put together a crack team named Potpourri for 300; there were several team names dedicated to Dick Clark (too soon?) and even one dedicated to those enterprising young lads guarding the President in Colombia. 

We started strong in the General Knowledge category, although the team failed to believe me when I said Harare is the capital of Zimbabwe.  Hey, I teach this stuff; I've got a database of every country in the world to prove it!  We came back in a big way with knowledge of Scientists Everyone Should Know -- we did, indeed, know most of them.  This week's Speed Round was drawing car logos.  Since we had an artist and an architect on our team, we were set.

We were hanging strong in third until the emcees dropped the bombshell (or Deringer) -- the next category was about the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.  What????  Didn't he just, like, get shot? How were they going to pull ten questions out of that?  Apparently, the death of the president was a huge conspiracy.  Ulysses S. Grant and his wife were supposed to be at the theater that night, but apparently his wife and Mary Todd were all catfight-y and the Grants suddenly "had a headache" that night.  Our team is convinced that they must have put Booth and his team up to it; why else pass up an enchanting evening at Ford's Theater?  Also, one of the questions revealed that as Booth made his escape he jumped and broke his leg.  He made his way across the Potomac before getting it set, and the question was about who did the setting.  Apparently, our answer of "a doctor" was not good enough.  I still have no idea what happened at the theater that night, but I can say I have officially taken part in the worst possible trivia category ever.

Lincoln totally jacked us and dropped us to fourth, and unfortunately our inability to name any character in any movie didn't help (I guess knowing the film name AND the actor's name just wasn't good enough).  However, we did manage to inch our way into third in time for the last category -- Musical Duos.  Oh, yeah, that's right -- Musical Duos.  We aced the category; they thought I wouldn't know of a little supergroup named Loggins and Messina, but I proved those suckers wrong.  Thanks to our musical prowess, we pulled off an impressive 2nd place finish.  The outcome is even more impressive since it was past all of our bedtimes on a school night.  We're looking forward to defending our runner-up title in a few weeks.  We're thinking of calling ourselves I'd Like To Buy A Vowel, Pat.

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