
Well, shows you what we know. In last weeks poll, over 30% of you thought that the Saints would win the Super Bowl, 29% thought the Pats, and the Colts and the Bears were 3rd and 4th, respectively. I’ve just posted a new poll. That Colts-Pats game last night was incredible. I was rooting for the Colts, b/c I like Tony Dungy a lot, and I had all but given up when it was 21-3. But that 2nd half was the most wildly exciting 2nd half of NFL football I’ve seen since that Patriots-Panthers Super Bowl, and now I don’t know who to root for in the Super Bowl. Like I said, I love Tony Dungy, but I hate the Irsay family for what they did to the people of Baltimore. That move was much worse than what Modell did to Cleveland. On the other hand, I’m sick of hearing Chicago fans whine about the Cubs when they got to enjoy the greatest athlete in the history of the world for 15 years, MJ. And, like someone said in the comments section when I was on my trip, I’m also sick of how great everyone from Chicago seems to think Chicago is. I think, in the long run, I’ll probably root for the Colts, b/c I want Tony Dungy to win it all.
Tonight’s Da Night

Mr. Grady. Jack. The Overlook. On the freaking big screen! The greatest horror film ever (feel free to argue below, though you are wrong) playing at the Troc. 7:30 p.m. And scattered flurries today, as you watch a film that takes place entirely in the snow. I mean, are you serious? Fate wants you here! Hell yes!!!
1022 Wins at the vous
Young Old and Restless WIns at O’Neals
Birthday Trivia
Lots of celebrity birthdays today, so I’m gonna post pics of the winners with a trivia question about one of our birthday boys and girls. One guess per person.
Week in Review: Upset City

It was a wild and wacky week on the quizzo front, as several of the Big Guns fell silent. A tough time to do it too, as all of these teams are desperately hoping to build some momentum going into QB3. But we begin with Snakes on a Plane. It was a huge crowd, and the Wheel of Terrific went great. With my co-host Chip Chantry off winning some contest, I got a lot of help from local comedian Pat House and the lovely Ginger. We played all new games, including “Cakes Ain’t the Same”, “Grapes In a ‘Cane”, and “Sweeptstakes to Claim”. Then it was time for the movie, of which I watched a total of 30 seconds (those 30 seconds being the makeout scene in the bathroom. What can I say, I’m 31 going on 14.) But I’m scared of snakes and not really excited about flying, so I just spent the rest of the night at the bar. After that, Ginger and I grabbed late night grub at the House of Chen. And it is here that I must rat out the lovely Ginger. I saw Philadelphia’s Beer Lass drink a Budweiser.
To read about this weeks major upsets, click below.
Just a reminder

Monday. 7:30 p.m. Trocadero. On the big screen. HELL F****** YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Steve O. at Cascamorto

Quizzo regular Steve O. is gonna be playing piano at Cascamorto’s today from 5-8 p.m. THis from Steve: Expect to hear lots of rock and roll, random 80s stuff, and other things you never thought you would hear on a piano. Part music, part comedy, all around craziness. It’s a fun time, and be ready to sing along. In fact, I beg you to sing along.
Quizzo Bowl Questions

One thing I haven’t mentioned earlier that I’ve gotten numerous emails about is team size. The answer is that team max is 8. How easiest to get tickets? Come to quizzo. I will be selling tix at quizzo all next week. You can buy them online at worldcafelive.com as well, but they are more expensive there. The show begins at 7:30 p.m. Oh yeah, and February 3rd just happens to be my birthday, so there is talk of a birthday afterparty. I’ll keep ya updated.
Ginger Thursdays…on Friday!

One offers fine wine, foot massages, Belgian chocolate, and a Caribbean vacation, while another inquires if his future mate is curious about fisting. Hmm…looks like I am not going to find my dream boat on craig’s List. Maybe if the former offered fine beer, back massages, Belgian chocolate, and Belgian vacations it would be his lucky day. I don’t want to eat Belgian Chocolate in the Carribean. I want to drink El Presidente in the Carribean. And I certainly don’t want to meet my lad on Craig’s list.
With Valentine’s Day looming in the not so distant, I decided to take a few moments out from what’s been commented on as my “fascinating life”, and ponder what would make it fascinating on february 14th, or more so, who?
I have three weeks and five days to be swept off my feet. or perhaps sweep him off his. Considering my frequency of watering hole visits- it’s more likely to happen there then during a Philly car share exchange at Broad and Ellsworth.
Truth be told I have had a valentine more years than not, but I have kind of dated the same guy in different bodies for five years now. And I am done. After my last quasi relationship, I started setting rules. No more canuks, no more actors, no more bar managers, bar owners, bar tenders, etc… no more musicians, no more chefs.
But then I thought, should I really pigenohole myself like that? What if I meet a mandolin-playing, part-time restaurant manager, who gets parts every now and then, and calls Nova Scotia home. And- he just so happens to brew his own beer, wants to go running in Fairmount park, play scrabble with me and is also trying to eat as much guacamole as he can in this lifetime. Then what’s a lass to do?


