I got a decent amount of press when I and the other ultra-brainy kid in middle school (Phillip Kenner) both ended up on the Devils Lake team for the 2000 Mathcounts competition, then both made top 4 and we got to go to Nationals and it was totally awesome you should've been there guys even though North Dakota only took 50th out of 57 teams but at least we beat South Dakota (smarmy bastards) and nggggggggh NOSTALGIA
I think Phillip's in Harvard now.
Also I eat standardized tests for breakfast; got free tuition to North Dakotan colleges for my SAT and ACT scores. And I got a Madtom's Pick once, that was neat. BUT THAT'S JUST INTERNET FAME AND IT DOESN'T COUNT LOL ALSO I GUESS IT ISN'T INTERNET FAME EITHER MORE LIKE ALMOST-ZZT-FAME-KINDA.
also Boonob what type of soup was it
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This sound clip is from a speech by a professor I know at the University of Washington. He was speaking at the 2004 AAAS convention in Seattle. I am the Chris Mounce mentioned, and I was there to hear some of the speech, but I left about 15 minutes before he said my name. (emoticon)
The speech was given upstairs and AAAS was charging money for passes that gave access to the meeting room, but the professor disagreed with such greedy ways. He first tried to bring me in for free as his "nephew," but the guard wouldn't let me in without a pass. So, the professor went upstairs, borrowed a couple of name tags from some colleagues that had already gotten in, and I temporarily became a certain Mr. Askey. (That actually was the name on the pass. Really.)
The speech was given upstairs and AAAS was charging money for passes that gave access to the meeting room, but the professor disagreed with such greedy ways. He first tried to bring me in for free as his "nephew," but the guard wouldn't let me in without a pass. So, the professor went upstairs, borrowed a couple of name tags from some colleagues that had already gotten in, and I temporarily became a certain Mr. Askey. (That actually was the name on the pass. Really.)