Thank you to everyone who came out to Galway Arms on Saturday night!Â The fact that you braved flooding, freezing rain and gale force winds to come out and drink beer with me (or, in some cases,Â drink pop while I drinkÂ beer)Â is a testimony to how committed you all are to skepticism and my drinking.
I’ve received a few messages from people apologizing for not making it Saturday. I’ll just say this – I understand that the weather conditions were life threatening. Next time I will not be so forgiving. If you can’t handle Chicago winters, get out of the kitchen! No, really, I’m glad you were smart and warm and safe. You were missed.
Now, onto the evening and the amazing kevinf!
Kevin and his wife, Roxanne,Â were in town from Gainseville for the holidays and took the time out of their travel plans to come to a bar… and Kevin brought Tang. Seriously. This guy is even cooler than I could have imagined.
What was supposed to be trivia night ended up being not-trivia night.Â The group was small, and Mr Elyse and I were tired and wet after our 2 hour trip into the city. I was relieved when everyone was ambivalent about doing an organized contest/game.
But there was still the matter of the bottle o’Buzzed Aldrins to deal with.
At the end-ish of the evening, we had a skeptical trivia face off. Best of 5. Whoever answered the most questions got the bottle.
I’m suspicious that there may have been some cheating, but I was too many beers into the evening to care much.Â Â The winner was Mr. Jackson Cooper who brought the bottle home to share with his gorgeous wife, and first time Skepchickal Drinker, Medina.
After the bottle was awarded to the Coopers, Kevin whipped out his Sharpie, Terrell Owens style, and autographed the bottle for them. Because Kevin rocks enough to bring Tang and Sharpies everywhere in case he’s ever involved in a Skepchick-boozey or autographical emergency situation.
Jackson and his Buzzed Aldrin
Kevin, Jackson and Buzzed
In the end, I hope everyone had as much fun as I did. You Chicago skeptics are a pretty rad bunch. I’m a pretty lucky girl to be able to hang with you.
We’ll try trivia night some time when Midwest Winter isn’t trying to kill us all.
Thank you to Mike and Medina for defying death and coming out for the first time ever, especially considering the weather.
Notes from the evening that I can’t cleverly work into this post:
- My initial reaction to seeing Roxanne was oh look, someone brought his trophy wife how cute. Turns out, Roxanne can seriously hold her own in the smart depart. I have a feeling Dr Kevin, PhD is not lacking intellectual stimulation on the homefront.
- I cannot figure out a good way to work in the fact that, in the world of used-panties for sale, “Skidmarks are like snowflakes. No two are alike.”
- Yes, I am the owner of a bottle corker so that I am able to bottle up cocktails and bring them with me wherever I go. I suppose I could also bottle non-alcoholic beverages, but it seems to be a bit of a waste since it’s totally legal to go almost anywhere with an open bottle of Fresca.
- There is a special method for making Buzzed Aldrins. It’s not just a matter of dropping spoonfuls of Tang into vodka, it’s all about maximizing Tang saturation.