For a couple of years I have belonged to an unofficial club of trivia players. We are a motley, miss-matched, unfathomable group of individuals who happen to share a common interest in trivia, and when possible we gather together to become a formidable group in the ranks of NTN trivia (you know, that little blue box trivia game going on in various bars across America and Canada). Surprisingly our crazy little group does extremely well. Actually, the handful of us has successfully averaged number one for daytime bars for the past year. We kick some trivia ass. Now this group is NOT for the weak of heart; the curses, insults and typical bar-type camaraderie abounds. Quick wits, and quicker tongues keep the meek at bay. You either hold your verbal ground, or at the very least, show up with thick enough skin so as to laugh at yourself, because you can be sure others will be laughing at your expense. With my new job I will be seeing less of this wonderful, rowdy, over-the-top group. I’m sure I will really miss them and look forward to every opportunity to meet up with them in the future. Today may have been my last real day with them for some time. I offer this “precious moment” from that time (VT is one of those obnoxious bar regulars who frequently wears a shirt that says “Insults for Free” and he means it. He is a loud-mouthed; know-it-all with a warm heart and a kind word for anyone who can get past his volatile opinions and rough exterior. He doesn’t play trivia, but he likes to visit with us while we do. ):

Suspicious Minds playing in the background

VT: This is my favorite Elvis song
ME: Yeah, I really like his song A Little Less Conversation
VT: Oh, yeah. That’s a good one.
ME: Actually I’d like to hear it right now.

Pregnant pause, the bartender and the few patrons at the bar erupt in laughter, VT grins, gets quiet and I resume my trivia playing.

Life is good!

“Hirsut” has left the building! Good luck guys, I’m with you in spirit (and anytime I can be there in person)!