Yeeeaaaaahhhh Alex. (Courtesy the Associated Press and Charleston Daily Mail)
By Kara Stoever
Winter break has turned me into an old person in one way in particular: I now watch Jeopardy every day. Alex Trebek is my new BFFAEAEAE. (If anyone wants to watch back at Swat...)
Anyway -- last night, there was a category called Camelot. There was also a category in the second round called JFK's Camelot (which totally went over my head but now I know is a reference to his presidency as a "brief, shining moment"! Who. Knew.)
Anyway^2, Ye Olde Mythical Brain went to sleep and dreamed a dream (in time gone byyyyyyy) about a mythical ultimate tournament!!!!111!!1 We were invited because the Warmother is a valiant, mythical, Camelot-like, etc. mascot. We weren't at the tournament yet, though, I was just looking at the tournament brochure. It was beautiful. There were a bunch of other good teams (all mythically themed), but I only remember one: the Unicorns, from the group Anonymous. I wondered in Ye Olde Dream World how we'd do against a bunch of politically active computer hackers ... and then moved on because I had to go walk down a street, be confronted by a canvasser, agree to give 50 cents (apparently dream me is stingy!) but then change my mind and give $4 but forget my debit card number blahblahblah. End of dream.
(For the sake of dream accuracy, I have to say that I don't quite remember if they were the Unicorns for sure. I've also been watching Blue Planet/Planet Earth/Wild Russia excessively, so I feel like they might have been the Narwhals. I forget.)
Moral of the dream: instead of going to Centex, let's organize a Tournament of Mythical Creatures! I'll get Anonymous to come.
Who are we?
We are the Swarthmore Warmothers, the Women's Ultimate Frisbee team at Swarthmore College. Read our blog to track our progress this upcoming year!