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Rounds Owed:
Andrew, 0
Hal, 0
Jim, 0
Lee, 0
Liz, 1*
Thomas, 1
Rounds Paid:
Andrew, 7*
Hal, 2
Jim, 3*
Lee, 4*
includes 1 Bond Special
Liz, 1
Thomas, 0
*includes one Skinner Special for the unfortunate Lost Weekend oversight
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Tuesday, November 26, 2002
A & Q
1. Andrew wants to know the details of your arrival so he can distract you with paranoid thoughts of assasination while he plots a far more evil scheme, namely to figure out how to make you travel from metro DC to Baltimore instead of vice-versa.
2. I myself readily contributed $6.66.
3. The Highlander Motel boasts "Comfortable Rooms at Affordable Rates". Do you say this is not so? Should we rethink making our grandmother stay there this week?
4. True, siblings aren't of much value unless a) they make a lot more money than you and buy you expensive dinners b) marry someone worthwhile or c) provide some other useful service that can be exploited for the betterment of the Ranch. We already know Andrew's brother can lead a team of hungover drunks down a river, Jim's sister got Shag's autograph for him, and Hal's brother can sing a mean chorus of Swing Low, Sweet Chariot (with hand gestures). The implication here is that Mrs. Brubaker can't bring any such value to the table. Mr. Lerner's consistent failure to prod his sister into Ranch usefulness is sad indeed, in fact BAD FOR THE RANCH.
5. I will be in DC and its environs all this week. Although once again crushed under the weight of "family commitments" which continually threaten to be my Waterloo, I have some limited availability. Sometime in the future, I will provide you with contact information to reach my monkey butler who will be handling the arrangements of my social calendar. However, while I am still interviewing simians you can reach me on my cell phone.
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/26/2002 04:31:00 PM
Monday, November 25, 2002
Dish Best Served Cold
Bide your time, Lerner. Nurse your anger until it blossoms into a flower of evil. Be patient and you will have justice tenfold.
What time do you arrive in DC on Wednesday? At what airport?
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/25/2002 07:42:00 PM
Winter Booze Burn Off
Leftover spirits from the Witt-Skinner nuptuals, coupled with champagne and wine left in the wake of the Chander-Hazlett wedding, will be dispensed to all comers on December 14th in Baltimore's charming and historic Fells Point neighborhood. Doors open in the early evening. Additional details pending.
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/25/2002 04:35:00 PM
Amy Lerner's Comeuppance
It has come to my attention that the Thanksgiving holidays are upon us. Will there be cranks in town? Specifically, cranks who I am supposed to buy a round for? And speaking of rounds, whatever happened to the "Burning off Hal's Wedding Booze Party" I've heard proposed, lo these many weeks ago?
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/25/2002 03:41:00 PM
Friday, November 22, 2002
Tin Cup
Hal, Liz, how can I make a contribution toward the Ranch's costs?
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/22/2002 07:47:00 PM
Thursday, November 21, 2002
Whatever you want
If compelled, I'll participate in a new Dead Pool, but I don't have any opinions or inclinations as to rules and procedures. I get enough of those at work.
In the meantime, perhaps a Californian can explain this astonishing web project to me. According to blogger Matt Welch, some...
1990s Silicon Valley cajillionaire, has been spending his early retirement by having his wife Gabrielle fly a helicopter slowly above the California coastline while he takes pictures with a fancy-ass camera and downloads them onto this website. ( more)
Someone, please explicate. Must the world see every grain of sand from Oregon to Mexico? I'm looking for Kate and Mike's place...
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/21/2002 08:34:00 PM
Monday, November 18, 2002
Meteor Attack!
Before dawn tomorrow, our continent will be bombarded by a furious hail of hellfire... The Leonid Meteors! No doubt they contain killer superviruses, carnivorous gobs of cranberry sauce, and/or alien invaders' spacecraft. Why any one is making plans for macabre contests slated for 2003 is a mystery to me.
Haven't any of you seen the seminal Armageddon? It's an oft-overlooked film by that Jeanine-praised flower of the Wesleyan film program, Michael Bay.
To see when your city will be destroyed, look at this helpful chart. We're all poor bastards. Oh well, Hail Ants.
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/18/2002 08:33:00 PM
Sunday, November 17, 2002
Good Advice for All of Us
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/17/2002 11:42:00 PM
Friday, November 15, 2002
Breaking News...
Ed Rooney, Dean of Students, has been arrested "for allegedly having sex with a 17-year-old boy and possessing child pornography." [ more]
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/15/2002 02:40:00 PM
Wednesday, November 13, 2002
Big Congrats to Uncle Jim!
Pony Farm denizen Kate Riley (nee Pickett?) writes:
Guess what? Big Jim can add another title to his name: Uncle!
His sister Joan gave birth Tuesday night to a wee girl: Charlotte Frances. Now he can teach her to smoke and do kegstands. That is, after the soft spot on her head hardens.
I don't recall Jim ever smoking, and I wouldn't be able to remember him doing a keg stand if he did (the only way I know I have is because someone had the foresight to photograph the occasion). But, if Jim needs help corrupting Charlotte, he can certainly rely on his fellow Cranks.
By the way, Kate's e-mail curiously omits the identity of Charlotte's father. Is that a mere oversight, or a horribly awkward mystery? Perhaps even... a conuncrum?
P.S., Shag doesn't look nearly as hip as I thought he would. Except for the glasses, he looks a lot more like a "Josh Agle" than "SHAG." How thoroughly disillusioning... Liz! may I touch the hem of your garment!?
posted by Andrew Hazlett at 11/13/2002 04:23:00 PM
Sunday, November 10, 2002
What On Earth To Do?
What should I do with my spare cash? Should I get around to buying Andrew's wedding present? Should I donate some butter for Hal's kernels? Should I squirrel it away for future real estate scams, or should I buy one of Shag's books and have him autograph it?
Uh, yeah, quite a conuncrum.
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/10/2002 09:58:00 PM
Friday, November 01, 2002
And Furthermore
I would like to know what fool is browsing for cars on eBay.
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/01/2002 12:52:00 PM
Shag Update
By the way, next weekend I will be visiting New York City in honor of my Dad's birthday, and as a gift to him my sister and I will be dragging him to the Earl McGrath Gallery to meet the legendary JoSH AGle who will be doing a booksigning at his show "People in the City". I don't think Dad actually knows who Shag is, but I'm sure he'll thank us later. In related news, during my latest magazine cull, I found the issue of Juxtapoz that has the article "How to Paint Like Shag" which will be available via .pdf soon to all interested parties.
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/01/2002 12:46:00 PM
Issue #42: Suckage
The following discussion topic may itself suck, but it is at least meant to provoke dialogue and not cause one to wonder what ever happened to Tim Kazurinsky.
I was flicking through the channels a week or so again, and for a few minutes here and there my eyes laid to rest on TCM's showing of the 1939 "classic" Gone With the Wind. Only 10-15 minutes of combined viewing led me to the following conclusion: this is one of the most aggressively bad movies ever, worse than I even remembered it being. Sure, it looks great...the production value is terrific, even today. But remove the spit and polish and what's there? I've seen better things on Lifetime. (Or to be precise, better ten minute segments of things on Lifetime.) At any rate, watching this I was reminded so much of a more recent blockbuster that is so similar in terms of suckage and spectacle, that I could not help but ask myself the following:
Which sucks less: Gone with the Wind, or Titanic?
I realize this is almost as painful as the Hitchcock question. It difficult to give either of these films any credit, even if it’s just one over the other. Here’s my breakdown.
1. Story: Obviously, the Civil War is a more interesting backdrop to a mediocre tragic love melodrama than is the sinking of a ship. Margaret Mitchell’s enourmously popular potboiler, while essentially classed-up Danielle Steele, was historically well researched and had some interesting bits about the period that were not drenched in purple prose and slave dialogue. At least that’s what I recall from my compulsory reading of the novel 16 years ago. However (as I recall someone once saying repeatedly) movie are not books, and books are not movies. I think that a less sprawling event (one ship voyage vs. ten years in Georgia) as a general rule works better on film. Also, I think Titanic benefits from not being adapted from a hugely popular book. So for this round – Advantage: Titanic
2. Performances: I’d say that for the most part, both movies cast some fairly competent actors who do their best to overcome the dreadful material. In regard to the main characters, think this question has to hinge on the truly bad performances. I think everyone can agree that Billy Zane is one of the most dreadful actors working today, and he is certainly dreadful here. However, his character is such a cartoon, it hardly seems to matter. Unfortunately, I don’t feel the same about Leslie Howard. The man was made of wood. I have not seen such a drab performance in a while (although Harrison Ford’s recent work comes close). His character also sucked, but Howard it seem like Ashley never left the Yankee POW camp. He should have been off with Gable getting drunk between takes, then his role may have had some more pizzazz. Advantage: Titanic
3. Score: Both unredeemable. I’m probably only saying this since I saw it more recently, but GWTW’s music made me want to beat on my ears until I could hear it no more. There were like 3 themes that they used. I heard the light-hearted-you-should-laugh here music enough in 10 minutes that I was deeply offended by the prompting. Granted, no Irish pipes or Celine Dion, but I honestly don’t remember being as deeply annoyed by Titantic’s music. Advantage: Titanic
4. The Spielberg Factor: I don’t know about you, but I am driven crazy by the fact that Spielberg, in all honesty, considers Schindler’s List to be a better movie than Jaws. I’d like to apply this factor to the creators of these two films. I am certain that Selznick considered GWTW to be his “masterwork”. Please keep in mind that Selznick also produced such films as Viva Villa!, Rebecca, and The Third Man. Cameron’ pretty much a kook, but I’m not convinced he thinks Titanic is his best. At least, I’ve never heard him mouth off to that effect. Advantage: Titanic
I could go on, but why bother. There you have it. Titanic sucks less.
posted by Henry Basenji at 11/01/2002 12:41:00 PM
Crapulent
I suggest that if you would like the Cranky Ranch to become a repository of Sniglets you invite Rich Hall to join the blog. Emaculent, my ass.
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