This last game was an object lesson on why the small wager strategy on DDs is, in the long run, doomed to failure, unless one is just a monster on the buzzer and generally very knowledgeable on Jeopardy! subjects.

According to Pew:

Trump may prefer white meat but everyone knows dark meat is where the real flavor's at.

How does that help one to read?!

Reading in bed is so very gauche and bourgeoisie.

Laurie's DD wagering seems to be getting more timid, and it nearly cost her the game; we'll see if she's learned anything in her next appearance.

If Laurie had doubled up on all her DD's and not just the first she would have gone into FJ with $67,200, less than $10K off the highest single-game total set by Roger Craig ($77K).

At that point they probably tasted like jerky.

The first movie was actually pretty good.

The most disturbing thing about this show isn't Smurf's quasi-incestuous relationship with her sons, the casual brutality of the brothers, or the multiple betrayals all seemingly headed toward a shattering reckoning, but the lack of nipples on any of the women.

Small uptick from the previous episode, but still only confirming the most tiresome, clunky, and contrived aspects of the show that were proudly on display since the premier.

I guess it was kind of hilarious that the first guess was so far off,
but then the other two decided he was probably in the right ballpark.

Liz finished her Jeopardy! run without having missed a single clue, including DDs, up until her very last FJ, which I would not have expected her to miss in a million years, and that cautiousness may have proved her downfall since it suggested she only rang in when she was absolutely sure of the correct response.

Her story about being in a quiz bowl with Ken Jennings as moderator (at least I think that was her story as I may have been in the bathroom and not heard all the details correctly) showed she obviously has the appropriate quiz contest background, but her hemming and hawing over her wishy-washy, tepid, and…

Only slightly less creepy than Tickle Me Elmo.

Wow that's eerily specific and coincidental, and if true I can see how they decided to postpone that third-season premiere.

What was odd was that presumably they didn't air The Last Ship second-season premiere because of copious gun play, but then they went and aired the final two episodes from last season, which also had copious amounts of gun play.

Very surprised to learn that it's only 72 minutes long and agree that it feels longer than it is because it so effectively draws you into its world and holds you there with primordial and hypnotic visuals and scoring.

This sort of unequal representation is happening today as well, with computer-aided gerrymandering that isolates Democratic-leaning populations into their own districts so that despite their party winning a majority of votes, they win a much smaller minority of House seats:

Have high hopes for Liz, who seems both fast on the buzzer and her feet, and didn't hesitate either to put up half her stake on her DD to take the lead from Hunter or to get the easy rebound from Hunter's later-ruled-correct overlong French lesson.