Dagger in hand

A man of prodigious fortune, coming to add his opinion to some light discussion that was going on casually at his table, began precisely thus: "It can only be a liar or an ignoramus who will say otherwise than," and so on. Pursue that philosophical point, dagger in hand.

--Michel de Montaigne, Of the art of discussion.

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Friday, January 03, 2003
What's it going to be then, eh? Oh, my bog. Tonight American Cinematheque is doing an Eastwood/Leone double feature. Including the spaghetti western of all spaghetti westerns, Il Buono, Il Brutto, Il Cattivo. (You don't really need a translation, do you?) But then the Nuart is doing Clockwork Orange at midnight. With some razovat one might viddy all three, though wheeling it to the Egyptian and back of a Friday nochie'd be a sodded bellywelly full of yeckating, what with all those goober mucked ptitsas goolying about Sunset with their sharry squeezing platties and kupetted groodies, fillying the gloopid panhandled nazzes to leave all their gollies in some shoomy peetmeet in hopes of scoring some of the old in out in out.

(Oh, alright. This should help.)

Speaking of the Nuart, I see that the Sins are going to revive their famed Andrew-Lloyd-Webber-meets-Rocky-Horror floor show for one night on the 11th. I once viddied a taped version on their website, droogs. Real horrorshow.

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