Have you seen this ten dollar bill? I think Bender stole it.
Last Wednesday evening, my love and knowledge of the cartoon Futurama was put to the test courtesy of Geeks Who Drink. Normally I find those trivia gatherings at Austin’s bars and restaurants a tad annoying because they’re often not confined to a part of the joint where I don’t have to hear it. I have enough trouble keeping my mind off the hunt, the last thing I need while I’m trying to eat and unwind is getting distracted, or worse, obsessed over some factoid the MC asked. One place cut off its WiFi during GWD’s presence, defeating a minor reason why I was there.
I did learn that Geeks Who Drink is a franchise. All these years I thought it was some Austin thing. I should’ve known better. If someone from Austin started it, the creator would’ve gone with a less insulting name (many Geeks I’ve known don’t drink) and better, more accurate artwork: if you’ve seen the logo, those characters resemble aging Hipsters, not Geeks.
Personal peeves aside, this whole thing began a week earlier when Jeremy invited to join his team. He certainly came to the right person. I have all the DVDs, a few toys (my talking Bender is a favorite), a server named Bender (at work), a brief correspondence with a former show writer (Bill Oakley), sat through all the commentaries at least once…I think you get the picture. Of course I jumped at the chance figuring it would be pretty hard and I’d be up against some fellow diehards.
Game night arrived at Mr. Tramp’s. Jeremy’s co-worker Kate had a table reserved for us in the corner, prime bar real estate. First order of business, our team name…Kappa Kappa Wong. It wasn’t my first pick yet I completely endorsed it (Kristin’s suggestion, and it was solid). Names should be funny, short, clever and slightly obscure to weed out the poseurs. Those who lace theirs with profanity and/or use run-on sentences, get a clue. Next, food and booze. I wasn’t driving so I deserved a beer as per my favorite character…Bender. As game time dawned, it was time to put up (five clams per player) and shut up (no phones or it’s a disqualification). This gathering had 30 teams vying for the prize, a Richard Nixon funbill; only fellow fans know the answer of how much money, and may post their guesses, maybe I’ll give a small prize for it. Jeremy, Somara and fellow KKW members, you ineligible.
We received the visual round to work on which would count as number five. The focus was 31st Century products: I was stumped on two and blanked on another pair; I had been re-watching the first season on NetFlix for a refresher! I thought, ugh, this is going to be a nightmare, try focusing on having a good time. Thankfully, this is when a team comes to the rescue. Through our joint efforts, we confidently nailed seven of eight.
Round one and two went smoothly, we even used our joker (double points on a double-point based round) on number two which was the musical segment; name the song the characters are doing and its original artist. Being nuts about music helped since I knew the titles on several people frequently get wrong (“Baba O’Reilly” anyone?). Kate’s husband Chip knew his Bob Dylan. Three was hard; real or fake planets. I think we aced it. The rule of thumb I figured out was a correct answer has a number on the end, a frequent in-joke on the show.
The MC announced a few-minute break followed by the answers. Kate counted to see how we were doing. Based upon our calculations of 87% accuracy, we had over 45 points, not bad. The scores of the numerous teams were announced in ascending order. I think the basement was about 20-25 and as the MC kept progressing we kept waiting to hear “Kappa Kappa Wong,” somewhere in the middle. How we cheered when the MC announced us in first! Now I was thinking, “Are we really knowledgeable or are these other teams composed of drunk idiots?” One thing in our favor was the joker getting used by the other top 11 teams which meant none of the lower 18 could come from behind easily.
On to rounds four, five, six and seven. Our lead held! I can’t vouch for the others but I was thinking, “Holy crap! We could win this! The money would be sweet but damn it, I want the bragging rights badly now!”
Round eight was tense. Despite being in the lead, our closest competition was within five. Every answer really mattered. It was nightmarish for half of them. Spelling mattered with the rulers of Omicron Persei 8. I recall arguing with Jeremy on how many r’s Lrrr’s name had, it’s three because writer Patric Verrone spelled it on a commentary. I was right.
It didn’t matter though, we choked and came in third. A collective feeling of “bummer dude,” fell over us. I’ll tell you this, I’ll always remember the names of the four Globetrotters (“Curly” Joe (based upon the real Curly), Ethan “Bubblegum” Tate, “Sweet” Clyde Dixon & Goosh (probably a play on Goose)) and who’s the second-worst blernsball player in history; Hank Aaron XXIV. We won ten bucks to divide amongst ourselves (in the photo), I didn’t bother to request my share. Again, it wasn’t the money, it was proving who knew the MOST about Futurama. Who is a fan and who’s a poseur. To paraphrase Bender, “Third place! That’s a fancy word for losing!”
Looking back, I did have a great time but I was disappointed with a couple aspects of the questions. For example, I figured the MC would ask about esoteric things such as who provided the voices of certain characters. OK, this would’ve been easy for me. I did like the round covering tertiary characters’ names.
Will I do it again? I don’t know. Jeremy wants to take a shot at the Geek Bowl next year. Normally this is held in Denver but it’s coming here because the parent company couldn’t get its regular venue. I need to think it over. Maybe I will participate a few more times at GWD’s general stuff. I feel like an event with hundreds, maybe thousands of dollars on the line is too stressful.
Don’t hesitate to ask me about Futurama though, I just now have to give you a disclaimer on my accuracy now.
Thanks to a really nice lady named Summer, Somara received a referral to create this birthday cake; the recipient’s name is blurred to protect his/her identity. The design is based upon three favorite holes at Austin’s very own Peter Pan Minigolf which is a minor tourist attraction.
