AUTHOR: My Something
TITLE: I Knew It Was Good for Something
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DATE: 4/28/2003 11:34:00 AM
You know those people who know stuff. Not like science stuff or literature stuff. But like, TV and movie stuff. Well, that's me. I'm one of those people who read up on all things entertainment. I even know stuff about shows, movies, actors, musicians that I've never seen or heard their work. Entertainment Weekly is like my bible; I read it cover to cover and practically memorize it. I've been subscribing for nearly 10 years and I'm paid up until 2007. Well, it finally paid off.
Recently, I was goaded into an online Rock & Roll Jeopardy Tournament with two coworkers. KICKED THEIR ASSES! I was pulling out shit from '95. Really, they didn't stand a chance for I am clever enough to hide my super powers. The tournament turned into one game because they were humiliated by my champion level play and feared further emasculation were they to continue.
And then to maintain my world pop culture domination, EW released a Pop Culture Quiz issue. Sweet, sweet victory would be mine. But there were rules, hard rules. First, of course, you couldn't cheat. Second, scoring was a bitch. You got no credit for partially correct answers for questions that had multiple parts. Well, this is bullshit because some of the questions had 10 parts. But whatever, I'll follow the rules of "The Man." So I went through the quiz once and answered the easy questions. Then I went back the next day to focus on the tough ones. I went through it two more times in the course of a week until I was satisfied it was all I could do.
I scored a 75 which put me in the second highest category. Now, if we were to buck the scoring a little, I actually got 82.9 which is the highest group. I think I deserve the higher score because when someone in my age bracket can name 4.5 members of the Brat Pack ( I called Joey Bishop, Joey Hilton), well then, I deserve at least .8 of a point. I didn't do as well as I hoped; I figured it would be a cake walk. But there were some questions that were super detailed (ie. What is the name of the advertising agency Darrin Stephens works for? That show was about the witch, not the husband.) The good thing is I didn't feel bad about the ones I missed because they were way before my time or outside of my interest.
The other awesome thing about it is, of course, who I beat. At the end of the issue, Joel Stein writes about his competitive spirit and pitting himself and his friends against each other. The first guy, Art, is a question writer for a quiz show and got a 1470 on his SATs. Art got a respectable 83, slightly edging me out. The rest of the "contestants" (an EW editor, a Time magazine music critic, a pop culture author, an entertainment writer for Teen People and Joel) got 73 or under. That's right, UNDER! As in under or BELOW me. Cue Rocky's Theme for triumphant run up the stairs of the Philadelphia Museum of Art.
I'm probably taking this way to serious for some. But everybody got their something and pop culture crap, well, that's sorta mine.