Welcome to the twelfth post of the Great Writing Challenge of 2012.
Five days a week for six months, I will be given a topic to write about. The stipulation: it must be 250 words (or more), and positive in tone.
Kudos to Maia for the suggestion. If you would like to suggest topics for me to write about, please email me at TheRebeccaProject [at] gmail [dot] com.

Whilst every woman and her dog is in Salt Lake City for the Alt Summit, I “opted” to further a goal on my Life List: to be a contestant on Jeopardy.

I have been watching Jeopardy for years, and I really get a kick out of just having a crack at it. So when I heard the yearly Jeopardy Online Test was rolling around, I set reminders. I set alarms for the reminders. I set email pop-ups. I was committed to the cause.

Alex joins us each night for dinner each night and it’s the only program we watch religiously. So the opportunity to be here and logged on to potentially be part of it, was kind of a big deal for me. Maybe even more exciting than being able to vote in Eurovision…

Last night, I logged in with a little over half an hour before the start of the test.

I enjoy critiquing the stories and tales regaled by the contestants on the game show. Women are more likely to talk about the lives of their children more than themselves, and men only talk about themselves. I love watching a returning champion bit of a spark, some witty sense of humour; dislike others who are indecisive.

So for the sake of this exercise, here’s what I would do if I received the call up:

• I’m woeful at mythology and Bible stuff (and they always talk about Rebecca – I really don’t know anything about her), and really need to brush up on my US history. American presidents (go for the duplicates!) need some polish, but I’m great at world history, things oceanic and the randomness of potpourri. And I would have to claim expert status on anything Australian (bonus points for pronunciation?).

• I’d practice writing my name, and have at least a few different versions up my sleeve (ala much like Ken Jennings).

• I’d have to practice my ten second wacky story. Ten seconds. Short and sweet. Short and sweet, Bec.

• Glasses or no contacts. The jury’s still out. But sneakers are a given.

•  I will start all sentences from here on in with “WHAT IS!” “ WHO IS!”

I’m in it to win it!