Last night was one of those nights when I had a strange dream. This one was clearly influenced by watching Jeopardy! As a cesspool of useless knowledge, I love watching this show. I love trying to outperform the contestants and thoroughly enjoy getting Final Jeopardy! correct, especially if none of the contestants get it right.
Yesterday’s episode was part of the annual Tournament of Champion, which is sort of where my dream really got kicked off. In my dream, I was a finalist in the Tournament of Champions. Somehow I had bypassed playing a regular game or even auditioning.
I don’t remember much about the details of the dream at this point, but I know I was excited because it was like the categories were made for me. Superman was one, Back to the Future was another. But panic set in because it was like my signaling button wouldn’t work. And when it did, all that came out of my mouth was gibberish.You know that feeling in dreams where you try to scream but you have no voice? That’s kind of what this felt like. I woke up before I could find out how I did. But with the luck I seemed to be having, I assume I hadn’t done well. Kind of a nightmare.
That’s a shame, too. It’s probably the closest I’ll ever get to actually being on Jeopardy!