Watcher’s Council, 2-25-11 edition

I was very gratified this week, because I won on the Council side and my submission for non-Council (Zombie) won too.  It’s not a trifecta, but maybe a bifecta?

Council Winners

Non-Council Winners

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  • Tonestaple

    I think it’s a quinella, since they were both first place finishers.  Quinella is picking the top two winners without specifying the order.  Exacta is picking the top two winners in the order they cross the finish line.  And trifecta is really hard:  the top three winners in the exact order.

    What’s funny is, I only know these terms from childhood and hearing advertisements for greyhound racing over in Tampa on the television.  Any time I want to use them, I have to look them up, but the words themselves stuck in my head.  Who says TV isn’t educational?

  • Bookworm

    That’s quite impressive that you still remember that information, Tonestaple.  As for me, I can still sing all the commercial jingles from the 1970s.  It scares me, sometimes, how much of my brain is dedicated to that information.

  • bizcor

    I think it’s terrific! Congratulations. I have been reading the others and recognize just how stiff the competition is/was.

  • suek

    >>It scares me, sometimes, how much of my brain is dedicated to that information.>>
    And that’s why children should be taught patriotic songs and poems – and speeches – in those early years – so that they come to mind readily.  Those Chilean miners and their president, for example…their national anthem came to their lips as readily as if they sang it every morning.
    It’s also why schools _don’t_ teach children patriotic songs, etc.  They don’t _want_ those things springing readily to mind.

  • Charles

    Congrats! Book.  I don’t read all of them, but I do read a few of them each time you post them. So, I would like to second bizcor’s comment and say, yes, the competition is tough out there.  Which makes the Congrats! all that much better.

  • Charles Martel

    During a moment of silence as I stood with my varsity track team in junior college in the spring of 1966, for God-knows-what reason I launched into a jingle that I’d learned by heart watching Saturday afternoon TV in Los Angeles:

    Stanley, Stanley, Stanley Chevrolet

    Two blocks off the Santy Ana Freeway

    One one nine eight oh East Firestone

    Stanley Chevrolet!

    My gape-jawed coach rolled his eyes. The white guys just lowered their heads and hid their faces. The Mexican guys had the biggest quizzical looks I’d ever seen. The black guys all broke out, “What the fuh? The white boy’s crazy!” Then we were all laughing our heads off.

  • Ymarsakar

    Humans learn through song and story. That was our oral tradition, for much of our history when we lacked reading and writing. It’s in our genes to listen and remember to such.
    And it’s also a way used by humans to control other humans.