The End of the Rice Era

I finished all the rice up last night, which in itself was a feat of brilliance on my part. I decided that I would just make pudding with the last of it and if it tasted horrible, well I was going to throw it out anyway. Despite the fact that it had lentils in it, it tasted pretty good. Maybe less good this morning for breakfast, but it’s done! Forever! I’m not eating rice for a month.

Last night I went to my second trivia night of the week. My mind must have temporarily left my body when I agreed because I went with the trivia master, a guy from one of the best and smallest teams, and a professor hand-picked by the trivia master himself. And then there’s me, the only one still doing my undergrad and the youngest by a long shot. I’m just going to blame that…I’ve just had less time in my short little life to learn random facts. Right…We won despite my best efforts by one point. I like to think I had something to do with that due to my contribution of knowing the gangs from West Side Story and what you put on waffles if they’re ‘a la mode’. I was surprised to learn that everyone doesn’t know what ‘a la mode’ means…mmmm ice cream. Shocking revelation.

I think the most embarrassing part of the night was when we tied with another team and I had to go up and answer questions (we were taking turns). My poor component and I must have been up there for 10 minutes. Just neither of us could get the questions right. I finally got one and then the next one would be the only one he’d know, too. I’m just glad he was as random fact illiterate as me. There’s something about being up there that just makes all logic go out the door. Example: What famous prison was the movie ‘The Rock’ about? Even if you didn’t know, there are very few famous prisons in the world, but none of them came into my head. Stupid Alcatraz.

To end on a happy note: Yay rice!