Smart like a ninja…sort of
The chance to show off our smarts, while simultaneously eating bar food, were all the reasons Rachel and I needed to head to "Quiz Ninjas."
"Quiz Ninjas" is a weekly trivia competition from 7 to 9 p.m., Tuesdays at Rockslide Brew Pub.
This week's categories were: Las Vegas casinos, ska music, movie cities, TV shows, and several more, which gives you a little bit of an idea of what to expect.
The categories aren't always the same, but the vibe of the night is. Knowledge of pop culture is essential. Be prepared to sit outdoors, at least until the weather cools, where smoking is allowed and many people come to drink Rockslide's beer.
Now that the scene is set. Here's how Rachel and I feel about how the night went.
Melinda: I mean, we didn't lose, but we almost did. It was an unimpressive pop culture performance by me. I want to apologize. We were the opposite of RAM Tuff. (Our team name after we thought about it for 1.3 seconds and combined the initials of our first names with a hipster spelling of "tough" in an effort to appear cool.)
I'll be honest. I thought we'd do better. You?
Rachel: Well, yeah. I mean, considering our triumph-ish at the Knowledge Bowl earlier this year, I figured we'd swan in there like Socrates and Aristotle, eat some spinach dip, answer some questions. We know a lot of stuff! Except, apparently, the entire oeuvre of ska music and the beers of Colorado. Sheesh.
Melinda: The spinach dip was good. We probably should have eaten more. It was about the only thing I was good at.
At this point, I apparently need someone to stage a quiz focused on sports and chick flicks. In fact, if that was a quiz, I would just name my team, "Winning."
Until then, I will concede Ninja Trivia was an enjoyable night if, for nothing else, to watch you drink six Diet Cokes in two hours.
By the way, how did you sleep Tuesday night?
Rachel: Melinda, Melinda, Melinda. Trivia means never having to say you're sorry. Just because we can't, say, name the hotels of Las Vegas by weird clip-art images of them doesn't mean we aren't masters of popular culture. Why, I can recite huge chunks of dialogue from all 14 episodes of "Firefly," and you have very informed, expert opinions about "Dancing with the Stars." And did we or did we not know the real name of Snoop Lion nee Snoop Dog? Answer: Calvin.
I have mixed feelings about the ecstatic high-five we exchanged over getting that one right, but mostly I feel it was deserved.
But yes, if they added the music of Elvis Presley as a category, or the canon of zombie/post-apocalyptic literature, we'd be Team Winning Forever and Ever, Amen.
And re: the six Diet Cokes, I slept great! Finally. After cackling manically to myself for a solid 15 minutes as I brushed my teeth. Like Ninja Trivia, it was hilarious and entertaining.
Next time, though? We're getting the potato skins.