Back in college I had a good friend whom I began to avoid. I loved him dearly, but at some point during our years together, he went through a prolonged Eeyore phase. Every time I approached him, I learned to anticipate doom and gloom. “How’s it going?” I’d ask tentatively. “Not good,” he’d inevitably reply … Continue reading I’d Rather Not Take “Fun and Games” for $500 or How Jeopardy Tipped Me Over the Edge