Contestant Search Report

I showed up at the Fort McDowell Casino this afternoon. Along with about a thousand other people. The line was already beginning to form up three hours before the published time. I went into the casino, passed on taking a seat at a hold 'em table and grabbed a newspaper and a sandwich.

I talked with a few of the other contestent hopefulls. There was this one guy, with a hot young red head trophy on his arm. Dude was all over the place. I mean these are Jeopardy nerds, ya know? Maybe we aren't all that fucking impressed with how goddamn smart you think you are. He started in on some obscure opera stuff and this little old lady from Long Island corrected his ass sharp. He started to argue with her and somebody else cut him off with "You can't argue whether or not something in history happened or not."

As we were approaching the site for testing the hot red head arm candy was about to leave the line to go wait off in a corner dutifully. I spoke up and said "Why not just take the test? You're probably smarter than you think you are. I can tell you're smarter than he thinks you are. It's only ten questions. Who knows? They just might ask ten questions where you know the answers."

I passed. She passed. Her name's not arm candy, it's Sharon. Dickface flunked. I laughed at him. It felt good.

The big fifty question test is tomorrow at 11:30. If we pass that we get to meet Alex himself. Cool.