I’m pleased to say that I re-lived my Jeopardy! loss last night among family and good friends while ingesting Guinness and (courtesy of a kind husband) Jameson.
Unless they have a tournament for people who got creamed but had a good time anyway, I won’t be on the show again.
Here’s something ridiculous from the internets.
In other news, it is the most wonderful time of the year. I’m hoping the thrice-weekly regimen of SportsCenter will pay off in the bracket I’m constructing.
I try to get AV (the basketball non-watcher/carer) to fill out a bracket as an experiment showing the futility of knowing what you’re doing. AV always picks according to the winner in a fight between mascots. It’s effective, since a friend of mine used to pick her weekly NFL picks for the office pool that way. Also useful for the NCAA tournament, where things don’t often go according to plan. I’m still mad at Bryce Drew (you know, from Valparaiso … that buzzer beater in 1998?).
I admit to having some odd picking habits, including always picking Jesuit schools over their competitors in the early rounds, and always picking Vartabedian alma maters over competitors in early rounds. In a demonstration of family loyalty, when it’s a Vartabedian alma mater vs. a Jesuit school, I go with Vartabedian. I don’t think I have that problem this year. (FINAL: North Carolina vs. Memphis; Memphis 86, North Carolina 70.)
This week’s episode of LOST is all about Michael, and I’m looking forward to seeing if my discussion of Michael and prima facie duties holds. I’ll write about it on Friday.
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