Last night, our local Ad Club held the annual “AdWars” trivia contest. A year ago, we came in second to last, so we didn’t hold out any wild hopes of first place, but we DID set a goal for ourselves to get to third from last.<\/p>\n
Sadly, we came in last place.<\/p>\n
It might have had something to do with all the free beer. People at our table grew increasingly distracted (setting fire to the chopsticks, for example), and it was more a group gathering with chatter & laughter than an actual competition. <\/p>\n
Losers at the trivia, Winners in Life. It was a lot of fun, and earlier in the evening, I started to get warm & assumed, as usual, it was FLSS (Fat Lady Sweating Syndrome), but several of my tablemates also confirmed it was unusually warm in the room. Right after that, a chipper young thing came up & asked me if I had bought my raffle tickets yet. Never missing an opportunity to negotiate for what :I: want in life, I said, “Hon, if you can get the a\/c turned on? I will buy raffle tickets from you.”<\/p>\n
Off she scampered. And within a few minutes returned to tell me they were locating the thermostat & taking care of it. So I bought $10 worth of tickets, shortly thereafter, we felt the air kick on, and I felt it was worth the ticket price alone. But don’t stop there – I later actually won THE one thing I wanted – a gift box from Indigo Wild<\/a> – filled with 9 different soaps! Zum Yum, baby! I was quite happy, and apart from being hungry, the night was a true success. (If you’re starting a party at 5:30, you simply have to have enough food to constitute “dinner”, otherwise you end up with a table of shrieking drunks. Just a handy little Martha tip for party planners everywhere!) <\/p>\n That said, the food was quite delectable. Little slices of fried beef & chicken legs from En Chamas<\/a>, which had just been reviewed in the paper & sounds freakin’ awesome! Then there was cornbread & chili from another place, and they ran out of cornbread AND the little beef slices in half an hour. <\/p>\n