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July 21st, 2005 | by Scott Jennings |Seriously, no shit here. Katy and I were walking towards the Central Park Summerstage to watch the big ASSSSCAT show, and we pass a nondescript dude in a ringer t-shirt carrying a bag of takeout. She asks, “did we just pass Ken Jennings?” and I’m off like a bolt. I catch him at the corner, cut him off across the street, and politely asked for a picture. Oh, I’d have loved to talk endlessly about Jeopardy! and his current Comedy Central project, but he clearly was weirded out by the giant sweating man who had clearly chased him for a block. Katy snapped the picture, I thanked him, and that was that. Where else but New York, or possibly Salt Lake City, Utah?
