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My little brother's team placed second in the state in scholar bowl! He has a second place medal to match mine! I actually captained my team, whereas he mostly supports his by wearing amusing outfits like the plaid jacket he had on today, but still!
Kids these days don't know anything about classic science fiction, apparently. In the matches I watched, neither team could identify the author of Snow Crash and Cryptonomicon, nor could they say who can regenerate twelve times, is being played in his tenth incarnation by David Tennant, and is a Gallifreyan Time Lord on a classic British television show and dear lord why is no one ringing in on this question yet? At least on that question there were five of us in the audience, including the timekeeper, who claims to have watched every single episode of Doctor Who, who were seething with incredulity and horror at this wanton display of ignorance.
Oh! And there were a couple of questions about tennis and I answered them (on my piece of paper, discreetly, of course) and my dad just looked at me, like, wow, who are you and what have you done with my daughter? It was fun.
My little brother's team placed second in the state in scholar bowl! He has a second place medal to match mine! I actually captained my team, whereas he mostly supports his by wearing amusing outfits like the plaid jacket he had on today, but still!
Kids these days don't know anything about classic science fiction, apparently. In the matches I watched, neither team could identify the author of Snow Crash and Cryptonomicon, nor could they say who can regenerate twelve times, is being played in his tenth incarnation by David Tennant, and is a Gallifreyan Time Lord on a classic British television show and dear lord why is no one ringing in on this question yet? At least on that question there were five of us in the audience, including the timekeeper, who claims to have watched every single episode of Doctor Who, who were seething with incredulity and horror at this wanton display of ignorance.
Oh! And there were a couple of questions about tennis and I answered them (on my piece of paper, discreetly, of course) and my dad just looked at me, like, wow, who are you and what have you done with my daughter? It was fun.