So apparently, no matter what we do, Xtina and I will always be only a 2-person trivia team. This time, we left the City, in an attempt to be closer to a sleep-deprived person on west coast time with evening work commitments. What that got us was a local bar on the edge of the commuter rail, with the trivia company that has the weird point ranking system, and two hours with a lot of ridiculously obscure questions about sports, music, and movies. The saving grace was that there was a Scottish beer on tap that was excellent.
But toujours l'espoir! There's always next week! A different pub, a different day.