Tavern porches are added left and right to the tried and true, and that’s not trivia

 

The deck at Dick’s leads the way as far as finishing projects, and you could do worse than to bet on “Duh” and “Dodo” when dealing with trivia answers.
— The three major renovation projects at downtown bars, (more or less centered on porches), at Pudges and Dick’s — which finished first well before The Fourth — and also the Moose, continued forward as summer has started to beckon.
Pudge’s has its huge and I must say stellar streetside patio of tables, firepots and flora reduced in size but not in style, in part because of city regulations, as a large-scale, multi-faceted and multi-floored remodeling project continues. The new Dick’s patio room on the east end is done, keeping the best of the old as far as design, but shoring things up a bit in Room Four and making it more roomy, at least as far as appearance seems, and adding to the brick look. And at The Moose, the much-talked-about — including at length at city government meetings — and large deck that is on a second level and faces the St. Croix River now has more than half its flooring laid down.
(In related happenings, the latter venue around Memorial Day weekend had its patio windows that link to the inside open for the first time of the season. Is it fair to say that with the often cold temps around that time of year, it got a somewhat cool reception? Even if it did, that amenity still contributed to the place being hopping at times earlier in June, depending on the weather, and especially at many later hours when Hudson Booster Days bands let out).
And sometimes you need to let it out with a mind game, even if it requires a moniker. Success at TV trivia at Buffalo Wild Wings also can be foreshadowed by the code names chosen by the participants. A case in point most recently is the winning ways of “shark,” who just might also be a successful contestant on the reality show Shark Tank.
A man who goes by the simple moniker, “Duh,” gained mention on the leader board for having a temporary score of well, you guessed it, zero, although he redeemed himself later. (Well duh, he better). However, one of the more successful players, ranking as many as nine times in the top 10 at one point, goes by the name of “Dodo,” which perhaps goes to show that the flightless bird is not extinct after all. A bit later, there was “Bobo,” not Dodo, who got a question right about the number of ridges on the diameter of a dime. Apparently he has time to count such things when not playing BuzzTime.
And of course their is the player named “Badazz,” which is possibly intentionally misspelled because after all, this is a family establishment.

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