Last night I surprised myself by participating in a trivia contest, and astonished myself even more by answering the Kardashian question correctly. But it was an easy one for a travel writer: From what country does the family originally hail?
Like most people, I sleep at night. This means that, as a tennis fan, I turn on the Australian Open as soon as it comes on at 7 in the evening and watch the early matches from Melbourne - first on the Tennis Channel, then on ESPN2 - until 11 or 12. While I dream, loads of afternoon and evening matches are played.
When I wake up in the morning, I turn on the Tennis Channel and find replays of the matches I watched the previous evening. This morning it was the unexciting Venus Williams victory. My beloved channel will eventually get to the matches I missed and, because I work at home, I will sometimes watch bits of them. I break for Federer. But what of the thousands of American tennis fans who have 9 to 5 jobs? They are stuck in a kind of Grand Slam Groundhog's Day, watching - or probably skipping - the matches they've already seen, and missing out on the matches that happened while they slept.