Tonight at the Union

Tonight, after several hours of much-needed sleep, Quint will be at the Union quiz in Nether Edge with some more zines, hoping to win the raffle so we can print some more. Jow will be fielding your requests and emails. Wish us luck.

From The Venns zine:

"The Union, Nether Edge (weekly): 50p entry. Excellent ambiance, very difficult but in a good way. Thirty questions including a picture round, winning team gets a gallon of beer but there's also a one-in-six chance of winning a prize draw fora pot of cash from the entry-fee takings. Rollovers mean the quiz gets more and more crowded each week until someone wins the sometimes hundred-quid pot. Lovely quiz-master wtih excellent floral shirts, lots of free food for most tastes. Get there super early to get a seat, or you'll be standing looking awkward near the gents by the time the quiz starts at 9:30."

Late to the Table, Our Misspent Youth, and Dinah Shore

Our research now includes a fully tested hypothesis about 'meeting friends at the pub' swiftly becoming 'turning up late and unintentionally to a pub quiz, sleep deprived, while nursing hangovers'.

It wasn't pretty.

It was also rather humbling receiving the dregs of a quiz sheet, proffered by undergrads (and their prof, to be fair, who was one of the people we'd actually come to see) who'd done all they could and were hoping we'd know the answers they'd missed. With a bit too much hubris, Quint grabbed the quiz sheet.

After a few minutes of perusing their sheet, we both realised that for all of our eclectic knowledge, we could only be sure about answers involving films of the '80s. (Non-specific undergrad, "We have no memories of the '80s at all, and few of the '90s.")

The highlights:

• We got two wrong because we broke our own rule 3, several further answers wrong because we seem to have forgotten everything we ever knew about pop music, and were complete no-hopers for the rest. But we followed rule 8, and that's the important thing.
• There was a meaningless debate with someone unfamiliar with the quirks of American first names about how Dinah actually was a name, and was spelled D-I-N-A-H, and that there could be more than one person with that name, because it was, after all, just a name, a common name, if you were from America.
• The answer was not Dinah Shore, but Dusty Springfield.

Through our haze, however, we were easily able to discern that the quizmaster was completely lovely, though, and we will go back on purpose next time, and bring zines, and do it a proper review, perhaps while drinking orange juice.

The Venns

The Venns at The Showroom

The Venns will be at The Showroom tonight for Friday Night Live (http://www.showroomworkstation.org.uk/fridaynightlive).

Come along if you want to chat, throw around ideas or just throw questions at us.

Printed and Available.

So the zines are printed, which means we have an actual THING to show for going to the pub so much, other than just the occasional feeling of general malaise.

This is the front cover:

Some inside bits and bobs:

And a close-up of that pie chart comparison:

We're gonna take some copies to the Rutland Arms quiz tonight at 9 in town and leave one on each table, if you wanna come down. Spares will be available for a pint, or the price of a pint for those who want their own. If you can't make it this evening, stay tuned or 'like' us on Facebook to get more updates.

Cheers,

Quint and Jow

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Cheers,
Quint and Jow