You see, Wednesday wasn't just any other day. It was my first day. That's right. The newbie's making a Scrubs reference.

Hey, y'all. LSW here. First time, long time.

I know I've been a silent member of this blog, but I had my reasons. Once upon a time, in a state far far away, in the before time, the long long ago, I was just a small town girl, living in a lonely world…oh, wait. No I wasn't. I was an avid Jeopardy! watcher, someone who'd maybe join a casual game of Trivial Pursuit. I was never fixin' to join the high-stakes world of bar trivia.

But, this past Wednesday, I finally left my apartment of solitude to join the well-oiled machine that is hotgradstudents. Seriously folks, if you looked up "team" in the dictionary, you'd find a picture of HGS. They were as fine as cream gravy. Here are a few of the night's highlights:

Alistair LaQuisha Spiritrunner pulled out "Shoot the Moon." Hot damn, but that gal was slicker than a greased soap bar.

paranthesis (girl) showed off her mad skillz at 80's music. (Spandau Ballet? Hoooo doggie!)

lemur catta knew the answer to every geography question devised by man. Boy howdie, he could sit on the fence and the birds would feed him.

GTA Feghoot revealed his penchant for memorizing the IMdB. I always said that boy could talk a film critic outta a balcony.

neurotic wonderboy proved that white kids do love hip-hop. He may be as shy as a mail-order bride, but he's as sharp as Jim Bowie's knife (God rest his Texican soul).

As for this Texan gal, I may have been as nervous as a whore in church, but I feel I gave it my all. If anything, I finally found validation to my life-long accruement of random crap (er, information). I mean, who'da thought I'd ever be able to utilize my knowledge about where most of the Summer Olympics were held? And here my Momma thought I'd come to no good in this big city of sin and debauchery.

All in all, the night was as a success, even though traveling through that weather was as fun as milking an ill-tempered goat. The wind was blowing like perfume through the prom. HGS may have finished in second place, but don't count us out. We're riding a gravy train with biscuit wheels. After all, next Wednesday is another trivia day.

For real, y'all.