Recapitulation Time

  Saturday we had a very interesting quiz tournament down in Bismarck.  After making the two hour drive and arriving at the church it was time to get serious.  The first quiz we almost lost on a mishap.  I quizzed out in the 20 pointers and the quiz was not yet locked.  It was very scary, but the other team ended up being one word away from winning.  The second quiz, against Bismarck 1, we had the lead going into the thirty pointers and just needed one to clinch the quiz.  Well, I did not convert and we lost.  We had to face Bismarck 2 again and won.  It was again time for the battle between us and Bismarck 1.  Again we just needed one thirty pointer to win the quiz.  London interrupted question 18 and got it wrong on the reread somehow I did the same thing, we still need a question to win.  On question 19 London hit the buzzer and got it wrong which made us victorious.  We still had to beat them one more time though to claim the first place spot.  I don' t know if you could believe this or not but once again we just needed one thirty pointer to win the quiz and again I did not come through for my time.  DEVASTATING!  I ended up with 117 ppq, London (Bismarck 1 ended up with 113 ppq, and Alyssa (Bismarck 2) ended up with 77 ppq.  It was a competitive quiz tournament but now we turn toward the extravaganza and look to be even better prepared for that quiz tournament.

Trip to Bismarck

As you all, or most of you all, are well aware, I am trying to use as many commas as possible in this sentence, we make an almost annual trip to Bismarck every month,.  Well, it just happened that when my mom when into a couple of stores, I thought it would be a great idea to sit outside in the van and listen to Gaither Homecoming Radio. Oh, yea, by the way, Jason Crabb is coming out with a book that is sub-titled "Through the Fire", I forgot  what the main title is.  Back to the subject, in my delirious state of mind I heard the radio hiccup once and thought nothing of it.  A few minutes later it happened again and again and I thought that it would be a great idea to turn the van off and not kill the battery any more than I already had.  There was only one problem, I had already killed it enough so that the van would not start under its own power.  So now what do you do other than jump-start the crazy thing.  I finally put on enough bravery to go stop a guy after he parked his car and ask if he would be willing to loan grant us some of his battery juice, being the kind North Dakotan he was, he did.  The only problem, which was not much of a problem, was that we had to get our vehicles close together.  That would of course involve the pushing of our vehicle because we were surrounded  by cars.  That would have to look really funny to someone that from the 1800s that would somehow appear in our age. They would be like I never had to push my horse close to another horse for CPR.  After that we had a merry time in Bismarck, or as merry of a time you can have in Bismarck, enjoying the rest of the festivities our day would present.