Life of Wry

This guy acquiesced to sitting outside tonight at Sudwerk as we pub quizzed our way to 4th-to-last place. It wasn’t our best showing (in fact, it may have been our all-time worst!), but, sitting outside, we could actually hear the questions. I’ve been complaining mightily for weeks that the acoustics inside the restaurant were so horrible that I couldn’t hear and all but begged Jim to endure the cold — something he hates — to see if we could hear better outside. Which.. we definitely could. The sound was perfect. Though… in spite of many layers, a table right next to an outdoor heater, and frequent refills of hot tea, it wasn’t all that warm. And it was only in the 50s. Imagine later in the winter when nighttime temps drop into the 40s.

Not sure what this means for winter-time pub quizzes. More clothes, maybe, or suspending pub quiz until the weather warms up and we can sit outside comfortably.

These are the problems…

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I know the world is on fire. As I sit here writing, I’m listening to the news.. heinous atrocities committed against women in the name of war, another mass shooting on a college campus, a presidential candidate getting applause for his statement about ruling as a dictator, another candidate endorsing replacement theory. The challenge always remains: keep your eyes open; stay informed; stay engaged; act where you can, when you can, with whatever you’ve got.. and live life, find the joy, appreciate the beauty. Play pub quiz.