The Rock Bottom Pub Quiz is developing a loyal following, but some people are still afraid to put-up and/or shut-up. Here’s a sample round of questions from a few weeks ago just to show you pub quiz ain’t rocket surgery. Come on out on Thursday night to exercise a few brain cells and kill many, many more.

1 - Fred Flintstone’s wife’s name was Wilma. What was George Jetson’s wife’s name?
2 - In the movie Back to the Future, how many jiggawatts are needed to make the Delorean go back to the future?
3 - How many sides does a hexagon have?
4 - On the Price is Right, what is the name of the final one-on-one competition to determine the show’s winner?
5 - People from Ohio usually refer to Coca Cola or Sprite by what other name?
6 - What is the name of the process by which plants turn sunlight into food?
7 - What president is on a $50 bill?
8 - What is the name of Miley Cirus’s Disney stage persona?
9 - The band Simon and Garfunkel was made up of Paul Simon and, what was Garfunkel’s first name?
10 - What company sponsors the annual national hot dog eating Championship?

Don’t appreciate. HATE! HATE! HATE!
If you like Valentine’s Day, you’re either whipped by your significant other and/or Hallmark. If you think Valentine’s Day sucks (like we do), don’t just ignore it, do the reverse of love to it. Yeah! Hate it. Take that Valentine’s Day! Come to the H8Rs’ Ball Saturday February 13th without a stupid date and get drunk with us.
Yes, I know Valentine’s Day is on the 14th, but forget that ish. I like to throw the first punch.

Here’s how it works, you brainiac you. Pub Quiz is a trivia game we are going to be playing on Thursdays at Rock Bottom at 7:30pm (real time, not island time). It’s five rounds of trivia including (but not limited to) general trivia, sports trivia, history trivia, name that tune, name the movie the quote comes from, etc. All that useless knowledge can win you some beer and some loot, but you gotta pay to play.

I can guess how good you think you are, but how good are you, really? Put up or shut up Thursday nights at Rock Bottom.

Hey guys, thanks for coming back to Casa Verde! You all put the “rock” in Rock Bottom for a few days. I know I told you I’d get a group photo and put it up on this here blog, but I never got to take one. So here’s the deal: I Googled “johnson,” and I Googled “wales” and posted the first picture that came up for each one. If you ever send me a group photo, I’ll get you on here. Until then it’s Jack Johnson and a map of Wales.

Hey guys at Surfing magazine, if you’re out there and you can hear me, thanks for the shout-out in this month’s You Look Like You Could Use a Vacation edition (Feb 2010).
Surfing mag mentioned us as a rad place to stay in Rincon, and we aren’t arguing with ‘em.
“Casa Verde leaves you wondering: Is it a guesthouse with a club, or a club with a guesthouse?” Sometimes even we don’t know, but either way, it’s a damn good time.

The new Rock Bottom/Casa Verde t-shirts are in, and all the cool kids are buying them. If you ain’t got one, get one.
But let’s clear something up right now. The staff shirts say “I work here.” They also have a super rad message printed on the inside, “Go (do a four letter word to) yourself,” so you can flip up the shirt and share this message of goodwill with others. Before you ask, no, you can’t buy a staff shirt. Do you work here? No? So no-staff-shirt-for-you! You can buy the civilian RBCV t-shirt. That shirt doesn’t say, “I work here” because you don’t. It also doesn’t have the flip up “Go (four-letter-word) youself,” but you still can. And you should buy one anyway because it’ll look better on you than your staff-T envy.

A former decathlete recently traded his ten track and field events for one - drinking at Rock Bottom. He was good at it too, but as we all know, drinking can be exhausting. What better place to get some rest than right at the bar after you literally drink yourself under the table.
What bothers me is this… he got more attention from the chicks (there were others off-camera) while he was passed out than I did all night. And I was the bartender. Dammit. If anyone needs me, I’ll be up at the bar pretending to be passed out, collecting free lap dances.

Mmm Mmmmm!!! Tastes like broccoli.
There aren’t any tofu-pigs in Rincon, so we roasted a real one instead to celebrate vegetarianism. It’s the thought that counts, right?
This little piggy went right to our bellies. We want this baby’s ribs back because they were dee-lish.
Senor Swine here was actually the main course in our celebration of Discovery Day, a Puerto Rican holiday that celebrates Chrissy Columbus’s landing on the island back in 1942 after WWI. Little known fact: The crest on Columbus’s flag that he planted that day depicted a bikini-clad beer commercial model riding on a horse, riding on a sailboat that ran aground on a pig farm. Hence, the drunken riding of horses and eating of lechon on Discovery Day. Thus concludes today’s free history lesson.

Not quite Bigfoot, but definitely afoot nonetheless. In a time of crop circles, UFOs, Loch Ness Monster(s), tooth fairies, and chupacabras - strange days are here indeed.

I felt safe here at Casa Verde… until a few days ago. I was walking in the gutter outside Casa Verde, trying to find my mind, when I stumbled across this!!!

I’ve never seen or heard of such phenomena, but this is clearly a penis puddle! I don’t know if it’s good luck or bad, a blessing or a curse. It gets bigger when it rains, but if it rains too much it disappears completely. In the words of the late Kurt Vonnegut, “So it goes.”
Anyway, I’m going to go ahead and claim that we are home of the only, and soon to be world famous, penis puddle in the world - certainly the only in Puerto Rico, so make your reservations now. We’re about to be booked years and years in advance, so get on it.