About a week ago, I read online on some news site that "Jeopardy" was going to be having their first ever online prelim testing on March 30th. Of course, I signed up. And last night, at the designated time (8pm, PST), I sat my tired ass down in front of Ye Olde Laptoppe and attempted to answer the 50 questions that came at me one every fifteen seconds.

Yowzah.
Who is Ken Star?
What is Saudi Arabia?
What is "Little Shop of Horrors"?
Some of that shit, I totally nailed. But the rest of it humbled me greatly. Greatly.
I'm not really expecting a call for the next round. Oh well...at least I tried. AND I knew that Byron was the English poet who died after sustaining injuries fighting for Greek independence (or something along those lines).
2 comments:
Dude! I totally tried out for Jeopardy here in town many years ago. I want to say late '80s? Very early '90s? Anyway, that test was like a thousand times harder than any test I've ever taken in my life. I left feeling bitter AND stupid.
That picture is rockin' my world. You have a second career ahead of you.
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