I’ll preface this by saying that I don’t follow Sri Lankan politics and have no opinion about the Tamil Tigers, the Sri Lankan government, or their conflict, which at long last appears to be drawing to a close.

But damn, isn’t “Tamil Tigers” the best name ever for a rebel group? Maybe now that they’ve put down their weapons, they could start a football team.

Mr. D. and I were Tamil Tigers for a night, and we did not admit defeat. We reigned supreme. That was the team name we chose for a pub trivia contest at the Plough and the Stars, on Clement St. in San Francisco. Our plan was to stop in for a beer, then go down the street to the Java for the best spicy french fries in the known universe. But the trivia contest was just beginning, so we decided to stay. I guess the TT must have been in the news that day, and we chose the name for our own. It did result in some odd looks from the South Asian table.

Most of the teams were regulars, and some had 8-10 people on a team. But WE WON!! Because we both have brains that are filled to the brim with useless information. In fact, Mr. D. is UNDEFEATED in Trivial Pursuit. He’s taken on an entire room of people teamed up against him and still won. He’s like Buffy, but with little plastic wedges instead of wooden stakes. Once he got *really nervous* because I was two wedges ahead of him. But he no longer gets nervous no matter how far ahead I am, because he knows my Achilles heel is the sports questions. If it’s not about Scrabble or Joe Montana, I’m lost.

The Java was closed by the time we exited the bar, victorious, but we had our winnings in our pockets (I think it was $50), so we ended up having to resort to Max’s Diner on Geary Street. It was worth it.

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