Double Jeopardy Round

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A month or so ago, there was a continuing ed lunch presentation where the audience was challenged to recall some obscure biology thingie, winner to gain beer. Of course I nailed it; biology trivia is easy. The six-pack didn't show up immediately, and I didn't mind; for reasons I generally summarize as "my grandfather's pickled liver", I don't do a lot of drinking. I was compelled to buy hard lemonade last November the 4th, and it sat in my fridge until about a week after inauguration day, when I had a party and the hard lemonade started sharing fridge space with other people's beer. Right before I went to Chicago I dumped the last three beers with relief and arranged condiments in the cardboard six-pack. (What? I'm tired of jars sliding all over the fridge door.)

The Friday after I got back from vacation, someone called my name and said, "here's that beer I owe you!" I am warmed by the gesture, because people remembering promises is always touching, but - irony, thy name is Stella Artois. So I need to find people to booze it up with this week.