Crackers, Jeopardy, and Defining Intelligence

They were sitting at the table reading the Goldfish Cracker box. He read, “Favorite movie, Optimistic Pizza,” then asked,  “Is there really a movie by that name?”

She said, “Mystic Pizza, I think. I’m not sure. I’ve never seen it.”

He said, “It’s probably some story about somebody working at a pizza place in Mystic, Connecticut.”

She retrieved a laptop from the living room and Googled Mystic Pizza. The page came up and she read aloud, “Three teenage girls come of age while working in a pizza shop in Mystic, Connecticut.”

He flashed a self-satisfied grin.

She said, “Feeling pretty proud of yourself, aren’t you?”

He said, “Yeah, as a matter-of-fact, I am.”

She said, “I’m going to sign up you for Jeopardy.”

He said, “Oh no, you’re not! You just sign yourself up.”

She said, “Honey, you’re smarter than me.”

He said, “I don’t for a minute believe that is true.”

She said, “Okay, fine then.  You’re not smarter, but you know a whole lot more facts about a much broader range of topics then I do.”

He said, “Okay, that’s true, but I’m still not going on Jeopardy.”

She asked, “Why not?”

He said, “Are you kidding?  I could make a total fool out of myself in front of millions of people on national television!”

She smirked and told him, “I know.  That’s why I’m signing you up and not me!”

He gave her “that look” and intoned, “What you lack in “facts” you make up for in “devious”.”

“What’s your point?” she asked, then grinned and offered him more crackers.

32 thoughts on “Crackers, Jeopardy, and Defining Intelligence

  1. LOL! I used to threaten to sign Dennis up too! For Jeopardy. AND for Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? How come MEN got all the remembering random stuff genes?
    .-= Melli´s last blog ..Snow Fun! =-.

  2. .
    I’ll have a cracker, please. 🙂

    My ambition is to be a “Phone-a-friend” on Millionaire. I actually practice and can find most of those answers using Google within my time allowance.

    Finally: “Mystic Pizza (1988) Directed by Donald Petrie. With Annabeth Gish, Julia Roberts, Lili Taylor. Three teenage girls come of age while working at a pizza parlor in Mystic, Conn”
    ..
    .-= Jim´s last blog ..On My List — MidWeek Blues — My 1500th Post =-.

    • Jim — you can have the whole box of crackers. You sign up for millionaire and call Amoeba when you need help.

      And thanks, you got the same thing I did when I Googled Mystic Pizza.

  3. No hold on there Amoeba. Starting a blog, something you’ve done thrice that I can think of, offers every opportunity to embarrass yourself publicly that going on jeopardy does. All I’m saying is in terms of expected value, I’d rather buy you an airplane ticket and put you up for 10% of your winnings than go on myself for free.

    Besides, you complain about not getting enough return on their educational investment. You could make a small dent in that particular grievance.
    .-= Doug´s last blog ..Dance =-.

    • But, Dawg! Jeopardy actually has an audience. And you’re not going to start in asking me to hold sunrises, are you …?

      • Actually, Quilly, I thought it was totally unconvincing. Grievances are like orchids, treasured possessions that mostly need misting. But I’d still like to see Amoeba on Jeopardy and the side-benefit, that the two of you would have to come travel to where I could barbecue for you, appeals to me.

        Amoeba, I’m the last person to demand anyone hold sunrises. I expect to be grouchily writing my Saturday post by then.
        .-= Doug´s last blog ..Dance =-.

  4. One of my blogging buddies did the online challenge for a chance of getting on a Boston segment. Those questions are HARD (she showed us some). How about Who Wants to be a Millionaire? Since it’s on during the day time now, there’s less people watching.
    .-= Silverneurotic´s last blog ..I Wish I Felt Nothing =-.

  5. pfft, quizzes! i used to be able to answer about 80% of the questions – from an armchair, of course. i would shit my pants if i had to appear in front of an audience.
    you better keep your man and spare him the embarrassment (although i’m perfectly sure he’d get far)
    .-= polona´s last blog ..winter valley =-.

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