i've been cowed. last friday night, after yet another sterling dave's son concert, we sat around taking entertainment weekly's 2004 great american pop culture quiz. one hundred questions of the greatest stuff you should know. and guess how many i got right? probably like ten, at most. i, whose identity and self worth is wrapped up into that of a pop culture whore, got less than ten percent of the questions correct.. with that kind of math, i am apparently more a philosophy scholar (fifty to seventy percent, depending on the class, eighty if i studied) than a pop culture scholar. which is just so wrong if you think about the amount of time i've spent watching tv versus actually reading my textbooks.



christina, fellow pop culture whore, did maybe a bit better than me. but both us were blown to bits by ryan "forrest gump" tolentino. for someone who has never made reference to anything pop cultural before, he really handed us our televisions. i bet he's never even subscribed to ew! he seriously kicked some major ass on the quiz, pulling crap out of his his...well....ass. i dare anyone to take this test and not come out feeling insecure about their pop knowledge. who makes up these questions? people with no lives? this coming from a guy who just spent a friday night taking an insanely long magazine test and enjoying it. there ain't no party like a west coast party because a west coast party don't exist.



oh and the greatest mystery from the quiz. there are apparently way more than three rules to fight club? what the hell were/are they? someone tell me. eternal gratitude awaits.