My blog-heart remains true to PG, although I confess an utter fascination with DE, not elevated to full "blog-crush" status because I'm sure she'd hurt me.
Oh hell, I've got it bad for LB and AC too. And Ben has a purty little blog-mouth. Me and my wanton ways...
I have a blog crush on just about everyone too, depending on the day, and I imagine which of the people in my real life wield secret unfogged handles, unbeknownst to myself.
I confess an utter fascination with DE, not elevated to full "blog-crush" status because I'm sure she'd hurt me.
Chopper. my pet - remember, you only love the one you hurt...
DE, who is sojourning in the suburbs of Atlanta, in the ultra-red-state part, where Bush is regarded as a dangerous liberal, and I've already been yelled at for using the word "orgasm" to describe my chocolate chocolate chip cookies, because if anyone ever found out that I'd said a dirty word in a house containing a 15-year-old virgin, DCF would take the kids away and oh, god, I want to go home, back to where cock jokes are acceptable dinner-time entertainment and Thursday is trannie night at the local eatery and there is an even chance I'd get laid or that Chopper would overcome his fear and blog-crush me and one can yell "ORGASM!" in one's own living room without the Thought Police dropping by.
Oh, ghod, I'd even fly coach to get out of here...
I thought the difference between a flush toilet and a bucket was insignificant, myself, although I'm a bit doubtful that Gitmo gives all prisoners the first; certainly they didn't in the early days. But I assumed it was a detail no one would care about; obviously, I was wrong.
Do you know how a male newt proposes, Bertie? He just stands in front of the female newt vibrating his tail and bending his body in a semi-circle. I could do that on my head. No, you wouldn't find me grousing if I were a male newt.
No, no, I've read them all -- I just wouldn't think that you'd compare Emerald to profgrrrl, considering that Emerald's Homeric epithet is 'Pekingese-faced'. You had probably forgotten that bit, and were remembering the mad cooking skillz.
And the maddening correctness works as well. Didn't you just meet him? Did he object to/prevent you from wearing any particularly outre article of clothing? If so, we have our man.
Requires a bit of character-shifting, but scroll down to pleated pants. OTOH, his organizational powers there were less than Jeevesian. (And Ben: Why no links to your archives?)
Personality- (or maybe just height-) wise, PG strikes me as more like Stiffy Byng. Or maybe Bobbie Wickham.
The first phrase there is a real punctuation train wreck, isn't it? DE is going to give me hell. "You blasted Weiner, another time act for the worst. Then we may escape with a mere flesh wound."
The pleated pants locks it up -- we have our Jeeves. (And Bobbie Wickham rather than Stiffy Bing, I think, unless we hear of Trevor biting a policeman).
I should track down copies of all of those and reread them; I don't think I've read the J&B novels in a decade.
Personality-wise, ogged works best as someone in the Bingo Little/Tuppy Glossop category, but there's no way to fit that into the plots. He hasn't really got much Bertie or Spink-Bottle in him at all.
Back to the main point of the post -- does Jane Galt really think that maintaining functioning toilets for prisoners whom they are regularly torturing is a major priority for the interrogators at Gitmo? I imagine that, if the story is true (which, let's face it, it probably is, even though Newsweek recanted on a technicality), some sick fuck on the interrogation squad specifically thought that it would be great if the guys actually had to shit in an overflowing toilet, clogged with pages from the Koran. I mean, you can only hold it so long, right? (nudge, nudge)
Wow. I mean I like when profgrrl does the exhibitionistic/dance of the pseudonymous veils thing as much as any red blooded male blog commenter. And Liz and DE are smart and as attractive as can be even if I've never seen pictures of their underwear.
I have a friend who tells a story about anthropological research into male femal behavior. A woman appoaches persons on the street and asks for directions. Afterword those persons are interviewed about the event. Men tended to believe the woman asked them directions because she was interested in them. Women believed the woman wanted know how to get from point a to b.
Sometimes a blog comment is just a comment. Although I am thankful for all of you, male and female alike and for the camaraderie of this place.
My work is intellectually fulfilling but isolating. And the intellectual circle in the Washington policy world that I work in is not only ideologically polarized, by roiling in smugosity as well. (Man, Ogged, I really am starting to think that Mickey Kaus rocks).
And Labs. Jesus. Get a grip. She writes a column for Tech Central Station. I can see having wierd fantasies, perhgaps involving spanking, but a crush? As in blushing at the thought of holding hands (not at the mineshaft) etc....
Requires a bit of character-shifting, but scroll down to pleated pants. OTOH, his organizational powers there were less than Jeevesian. (And Ben: Why no links to your archives?)
There is now such a link.
I can demonstrate organizational powers beyond which there is nothing, when called upon; I don't see why I, rather than the equally Chicagoan Kotsko, get the blame, here. Must be my natural leadership qualities coming to the fore. Upper management, here I come!
Back to the main point of the post -- does Jane Galt really think that maintaining functioning toilets for prisoners whom they are regularly torturing is a major priority for the interrogators at Gitmo?
That was kind of stunning, wasn't it -- that she argued, presumably with a straight face, that the Koran-in-the-toilet incident coldn't possibly have happened because it would have been bad for the plumbing. Everyone has off days, of course, but that was particularly bad.
Can one be kicked off one's own blog for not fitting in? I've never read a word of Wodehouse. (Not true in a sense, as ex-before-last was a big fan, and would occasionally read passages to me out loud. In my defense, she said that it was probably not quite my thing, so I never bothered.)
Eh, if you had a fan reading passages to you and you weren't impelled to read the books, they probably won't do much for you -- if they're your kind of thing, they are funnier than anything else I've ever read, but if not, they'll leave you cold. (I, myself, have always identified with Psmith.)
And I don't think we can kick you off the blog, at least not without the assistance of your co-bloggers. The last coup attempt failed miserably.
That's mighty reasonable of you, all around. If this were the Weblog, I would now confess: when I set up all the other authors on the blog, I didn't give any of them add/remove author privileges.
I mention the Weblog mainly by way of saying, this is all we get from the meeting of Weiner, Kotsko, BPhd and Wolfson? I want dish!
And I was thinking this over--PG is Corky Pirbright. Because, though I don't want to hurt Ogged's feelings too much, but she's probably playing up to him to get him to spring Trevor from the clutches of that policeman he bit.
Which means, I think, that I have to get Wolfson to help me break into the site so I can delete 31 before ac sees it.
That frees LB up to be Pauline Stoker, with Dr. Oops as Emerald. (Though Emerald is the one with the freckles.)
58--brilliant. Anyone seen the Galt in profile? It would be unfair to nominate baa as Spode on politics alone, but I'm going to do it anyway--and he does have that masterful quality.
Wow, ac. Whoever put that site up can't spell ("P.J. Wodehouse," "Drownes Club"--actually that's what happened after Tuppy looped the last ring back), but I may never leave the office again.
And I was thinking this over--PG is Corky Pirbright. Because, though I don't want to hurt Ogged's feelings too much, but she's probably playing up to him to get him to spring Trevor from the clutches of that policeman he bit.
Wasn't that Stiffy Byng, with the policeman-biting Scottie? I don't vividly recall Corky, but I was sure that Stiffy was the one with the terrier and the rugger-playing curate fiance.
You're right about Stiffy--but Corky has a policeman- (and butler-; damn, I did it again, and even worse given this interjection, no more of Anatole's cooking for me) biting mutt named Sam Goldwyn, in The Mating Season. Which is absolutely side-splitting, up there with Joy/Jeeves in the Morning. I won't go into any more detail, so as not to spoil the rereading. (Though you can probably decode a lot of it from 63.)
She'd be a connection of Catsmeat Potter-Pirbright's? Perhaps the single best name in Wodehouse. And don't worry about spoiling plots, the plots are never all that important.
If it were the case that someone really wanted to locate ogged in the Wodehouse pantheon, it might be that the persona of Rockmetteller (Rocky) Todd least badly fits the bill -albeit, with a little updating technology-wise. That is, not so much with the worm-watching, and not so much "sluggard" as, perhaps, "contemplative," but only if one were to want to.
And yet he never posts any of his poetry on the blog. I'll be picturing him suffering in a too-tight evening waistcoat slit up the back from here on out.
If the Galt is Craye (and that's brilliant, for any number of reasons), I think that has to make Abu Labs Bertie. Baa can't be Spode, if only because it's impossible to imagine him designing women's undergarments (I mean, how would a Republican know anything about women's undergarments). I think baa is whoever made book in "The Great Sermon Handicap"; opposite side, took a few tricks off Jeeves, garnered a certain respect for his abilities, but ultimately had his comeuppance.
I, myself, have always identified with Psmith.
On the basis of that alone, I revoke my prior revocation, and offer you a strong man's honest non-creepy blog crush. (On the basis of the canon, I think you now betray me to whomever is Tuppy.)
Steggles? Never! Steggles is far too much of a worm for baa to be him. Steggles has to be one of Abu's departmental enemies. But maybe Abu is G. D'Arcy "Stilton" Cheesewright.
(Also, to be completely nitpicky, Steggles wins the final skirmish--he thoroughly nobbles Bingo Little in "The Metropolitan Touch." Ending: "I'll show them; I'll slip out the back window. They can't scare me!")
I don't remember Steggles as a worm. I remember Spode as a bully, which doesn't suit baa. I've misplaced my omnibus, so I can't check.
I don't remember where the prior revocation was; LB said something outrageous, along the lines of asserting that there were such things as "reasonable Republicans."
But a bully with right-wing politics (remember the "Black Shorts"? "'Footer bags, you mean? How perfectly foul."), and who was exactly the sort of person you wouldn't expect to design ladies' underwear. The real problem with this game is that they're all idiots -- identifying any real person with a Wodehouse character only works if you stipulate: "Not nearly that dimwitted and silly."
That's right, it was. I have to say, I caught a bit another episode of Coupling (when I can't sleep, it's on), and it sucked too. But loving Wodehouse makes up for a lot.
If Steggles isn't described on his introduction as "a bit of a worm," I will eat a large piece of apple pie, with ice cream and caramel. I believe he is later described as "one of England's leading hounds." Doesn't he put a beetle down Harold's back before the Choirboy's foot race? (I'm not sure of his name.)
Did you ever get the Stephen Fry/ Hugh Laurie version Television Series of the Jeeves stories?
Both Steggles and Bingo Little were worth staying in for, and Honoria Glossop was enough to make strong men tremble before their TV sets.
Which is absolutely side-splitting, up there with Joy/Jeeves in the Morning
IIRC - "Joy in the Morning" was written largely during that interlude in captivity etc. Poignant that.
I 've always hankered after being Lord Emsworth, myself. It would be worth putting up with Frederick and Lady Constance for that life. In my nightmares, though, I m the efficient Baxter. Brrr.
Ye gods! I go to Atlanta for the weekend and come back to a Wodehouse fest.
I think of myself as a cross between Stiffy Bing and Aunt Dahlia. I'm a tad young for the latter and have never ridden with the Quorn or the Pytchley, but neither would I marry a curate. OTOH, luring minions into unspeakably complicated and possibly illegal schemes strikes me as a marvelous hobby...
The "proletarian" details of the story? What's so working-class about flushing the Koran?
(I'm figuring either she meant 'pedestrian', or possibly there's some usage pf proletarian I'm unfamilliar with that works in this context.)
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 2:48 PM
I thought she conflated "pedestrian" and "quotidian." (The sounds thereof, anyway. Roughly.)
Posted by ogged | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 2:53 PM
Seems to me that an ad-hoc prison camp might be the sort of place where there are chemical toilets lying around, too.
Posted by tom | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 2:58 PM
I'll conflate her pedes!
Posted by ben wolfson | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 3:06 PM
Why can't you just have a Non-Creepy Blog Crush(TM) on LB, like everyone else? Why do you always have to be different?
On another topic, a large meal of Chinese food is not conducive to a productive afternoon.
Posted by SomeCallMeTim | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 3:33 PM
Yeah, really. In fact, a blogcrush on LB might be mandatory around here. Slightly awkward relationship with ac optional.
Posted by ogged | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 3:37 PM
My blog-heart remains true to PG, although I confess an utter fascination with DE, not elevated to full "blog-crush" status because I'm sure she'd hurt me.
Oh hell, I've got it bad for LB and AC too. And Ben has a purty little blog-mouth. Me and my wanton ways...
Posted by Chopper | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:01 PM
you're a man of many appetites, Chops.
I have a blog crush on just about everyone too, depending on the day, and I imagine which of the people in my real life wield secret unfogged handles, unbeknownst to myself.
Posted by text | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:12 PM
You fools. You must detach yourself from all you fear to lose.
Posted by FL | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:14 PM
so true, sagacious -- now I crush on you, FL.
Posted by text | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:16 PM
FL is incorrect. Rather, you must lash out with every limb, like the octopus who plays the drums.
Posted by Standpipe Bridgeplate | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:17 PM
And Ben has a purty little blog-mouth.
Posted by ben wolfson | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:41 PM
Let's get dinner from Wolfson's. They deliverances.
Posted by Standpipe Bridgeplate | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 4:44 PM
I confess an utter fascination with DE, not elevated to full "blog-crush" status because I'm sure she'd hurt me.
Chopper. my pet - remember, you only love the one you hurt...
DE, who is sojourning in the suburbs of Atlanta, in the ultra-red-state part, where Bush is regarded as a dangerous liberal, and I've already been yelled at for using the word "orgasm" to describe my chocolate chocolate chip cookies, because if anyone ever found out that I'd said a dirty word in a house containing a 15-year-old virgin, DCF would take the kids away and oh, god, I want to go home, back to where cock jokes are acceptable dinner-time entertainment and Thursday is trannie night at the local eatery and there is an even chance I'd get laid or that Chopper would overcome his fear and blog-crush me and one can yell "ORGASM!" in one's own living room without the Thought Police dropping by.
Oh, ghod, I'd even fly coach to get out of here...
Posted by DE | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 10:20 PM
And where the only internet access is a passworded dial-up AOL account...
PS: That should have been a comma after "Chopper", not a full stop.
Posted by DE | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 10:24 PM
Ah, DE, thou art human after all.
And in Georgia? Jesus wept.
Posted by Chopper | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 10:28 PM
And in Georgia? Jesus wept.
Wept?? He'd have full-on cardiac arrest.
I've been accused of being human before, but I always let those nasty slurs roll off me like water off a fuck.
Posted by DE | Link to this comment | 05-20-05 10:46 PM
One of the nice things about this place:
It seems almost rude not to have a Blog-Crush on most of the regulars. Interpret that how you like.
For once in my puff I'm being sincere, almost.
Posted by Austro | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 6:37 AM
I thought the difference between a flush toilet and a bucket was insignificant, myself, although I'm a bit doubtful that Gitmo gives all prisoners the first; certainly they didn't in the early days. But I assumed it was a detail no one would care about; obviously, I was wrong.
Posted by Gary Farber | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 9:39 AM
Hey, I have a blog-crush on ac as well as a slightly awkward relationship. Stop trying to make her feel bad.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 9:55 AM
Make that "Stop trying to make her feel like Jan Brady."
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 9:56 AM
I had a blog-crush on her first.
Posted by ben wolfson | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 9:58 AM
6 is because LB is utterly unattainable, and perfectly happy where she is. It gives her a certain serenity.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 10:02 AM
Aside from her charm and freckles and feistiness, of course.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 10:02 AM
Happy lovelife anyway.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 10:06 AM
You know, I've often thought, "If only Ogged was a woman...."
But he'd make a really weird woman, so I always stop short at the elipses.
Posted by Adam Kotsko | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 1:21 PM
Meant to ask - is 22 in response to 20?
And Ogged, I was thinking when I read 6 that "slightly awkward" doesn't cover it. I think we've moved into sadomasochistic territory.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:18 PM
So we are dating?
Posted by ogged | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:20 PM
Apparently.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:21 PM
Ogged is Gussie Fink-Nottle!
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:23 PM
ac, I think I have to call this dating thing off.
Posted by ogged | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:25 PM
And the commenters? Newts to a man!
Do you know how a male newt proposes, Bertie? He just stands in front of the female newt vibrating his tail and bending his body in a semi-circle. I could do that on my head. No, you wouldn't find me grousing if I were a male newt.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:25 PM
Hmph. Profgrrrl seems to be Emerald Stoker. If we can figure out who Spode is, Ogged is in for a good shaking.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:31 PM
Now you're breaking up with me?
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:31 PM
DominEditrix? Clearly Aunt Dahlia. Except cleverer.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:33 PM
Wait a second -- *Emerald* Stoker? Surely you mean Pauline.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:45 PM
If Matt is Bertie, does that mean I'm Honoria Glossop?
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:47 PM
You've been accused of being the Basset? Quick -- what happens every time a fairy blows its wee nose?
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:48 PM
Oh shit, did I just spoil Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves?
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:52 PM
No, no, I've read them all -- I just wouldn't think that you'd compare Emerald to profgrrrl, considering that Emerald's Homeric epithet is 'Pekingese-faced'. You had probably forgotten that bit, and were remembering the mad cooking skillz.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:54 PM
I meant that ogged was leaving ac for PG, in a most un-preux manner.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 3:59 PM
Ah -- you're actually matching the plots, rather than just seizing on appropriate characters. Gotcha. Sadly, we remain Jeevesless.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:01 PM
Wolfson is kind of Jeevesy. Doesn't he fix all the code?
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:04 PM
And the maddening correctness works as well. Didn't you just meet him? Did he object to/prevent you from wearing any particularly outre article of clothing? If so, we have our man.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:07 PM
Ok, I get it now. Had to go looking for the plot in question. I'm Madeline Bassett. And a baby is born when a fairy blows its wee nose.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:12 PM
Requires a bit of character-shifting, but scroll down to pleated pants. OTOH, his organizational powers there were less than Jeevesian. (And Ben: Why no links to your archives?)
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:12 PM
Personality- (or maybe just height-) wise, PG strikes me as more like Stiffy Byng. Or maybe Bobbie Wickham.
The first phrase there is a real punctuation train wreck, isn't it? DE is going to give me hell. "You blasted Weiner, another time act for the worst. Then we may escape with a mere flesh wound."
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:18 PM
The pleated pants locks it up -- we have our Jeeves. (And Bobbie Wickham rather than Stiffy Bing, I think, unless we hear of Trevor biting a policeman).
I should track down copies of all of those and reread them; I don't think I've read the J&B novels in a decade.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:25 PM
PG is clearly Bobbie Wickham. How can that even be a question? But ogged is, by nature, substantially closer to Bertie than to Spink-Bottle.
Posted by SomeCallMeTim | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:44 PM
Oh, and I think Wolfson is more Sebastian (?) Moon than Jeeves.
Posted by SomeCallMeTim | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:47 PM
Personality-wise, ogged works best as someone in the Bingo Little/Tuppy Glossop category, but there's no way to fit that into the plots. He hasn't really got much Bertie or Spink-Bottle in him at all.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:51 PM
Except at The Mineshaft.
Posted by Chopper | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 4:58 PM
Back to the main point of the post -- does Jane Galt really think that maintaining functioning toilets for prisoners whom they are regularly torturing is a major priority for the interrogators at Gitmo? I imagine that, if the story is true (which, let's face it, it probably is, even though Newsweek recanted on a technicality), some sick fuck on the interrogation squad specifically thought that it would be great if the guys actually had to shit in an overflowing toilet, clogged with pages from the Koran. I mean, you can only hold it so long, right? (nudge, nudge)
Posted by Adam Kotsko | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 6:31 PM
Wow. I mean I like when profgrrl does the exhibitionistic/dance of the pseudonymous veils thing as much as any red blooded male blog commenter. And Liz and DE are smart and as attractive as can be even if I've never seen pictures of their underwear.
I have a friend who tells a story about anthropological research into male femal behavior. A woman appoaches persons on the street and asks for directions. Afterword those persons are interviewed about the event. Men tended to believe the woman asked them directions because she was interested in them. Women believed the woman wanted know how to get from point a to b.
Sometimes a blog comment is just a comment. Although I am thankful for all of you, male and female alike and for the camaraderie of this place.
My work is intellectually fulfilling but isolating. And the intellectual circle in the Washington policy world that I work in is not only ideologically polarized, by roiling in smugosity as well. (Man, Ogged, I really am starting to think that Mickey Kaus rocks).
And Labs. Jesus. Get a grip. She writes a column for Tech Central Station. I can see having wierd fantasies, perhgaps involving spanking, but a crush? As in blushing at the thought of holding hands (not at the mineshaft) etc....
Posted by bento | Link to this comment | 05-21-05 9:01 PM
Requires a bit of character-shifting, but scroll down to pleated pants. OTOH, his organizational powers there were less than Jeevesian. (And Ben: Why no links to your archives?)
There is now such a link.
I can demonstrate organizational powers beyond which there is nothing, when called upon; I don't see why I, rather than the equally Chicagoan Kotsko, get the blame, here. Must be my natural leadership qualities coming to the fore. Upper management, here I come!
Posted by ben wolfson | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 1:13 AM
An Ogged/Tuppy Glossop composite figured in my dream.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 8:14 AM
Back to the main point of the post -- does Jane Galt really think that maintaining functioning toilets for prisoners whom they are regularly torturing is a major priority for the interrogators at Gitmo?
That was kind of stunning, wasn't it -- that she argued, presumably with a straight face, that the Koran-in-the-toilet incident coldn't possibly have happened because it would have been bad for the plumbing. Everyone has off days, of course, but that was particularly bad.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 10:10 AM
Jane Galt is Florence Craye.
Posted by L. | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 10:30 AM
Can one be kicked off one's own blog for not fitting in? I've never read a word of Wodehouse. (Not true in a sense, as ex-before-last was a big fan, and would occasionally read passages to me out loud. In my defense, she said that it was probably not quite my thing, so I never bothered.)
Posted by ogged | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 10:40 AM
"Tuppy, when not making an ass of himself, is a soundish sort of egg."
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 10:50 AM
Eh, if you had a fan reading passages to you and you weren't impelled to read the books, they probably won't do much for you -- if they're your kind of thing, they are funnier than anything else I've ever read, but if not, they'll leave you cold. (I, myself, have always identified with Psmith.)
And I don't think we can kick you off the blog, at least not without the assistance of your co-bloggers. The last coup attempt failed miserably.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 11:02 AM
That's mighty reasonable of you, all around. If this were the Weblog, I would now confess: when I set up all the other authors on the blog, I didn't give any of them add/remove author privileges.
I mention the Weblog mainly by way of saying, this is all we get from the meeting of Weiner, Kotsko, BPhd and Wolfson? I want dish!
Posted by ogged | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 11:12 AM
56 perhaps indicates that we'd better stop before someone gets badly hurt, but I will press on regardless.
Here and here is the proof that I'm Bertie.
And I was thinking this over--PG is Corky Pirbright. Because, though I don't want to hurt Ogged's feelings too much, but she's probably playing up to him to get him to spring Trevor from the clutches of that policeman he bit.
Which means, I think, that I have to get Wolfson to help me break into the site so I can delete 31 before ac sees it.
That frees LB up to be Pauline Stoker, with Dr. Oops as Emerald. (Though Emerald is the one with the freckles.)
58--brilliant. Anyone seen the Galt in profile? It would be unfair to nominate baa as Spode on politics alone, but I'm going to do it anyway--and he does have that masterful quality.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:22 PM
More on Tuppy in the first few paragraphs here. I like the bit about the wet sponge and the eel.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:36 PM
62: When we found out about this B and I threatened to beat Kotsko up and steal his cv.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:39 PM
Wow, ac. Whoever put that site up can't spell ("P.J. Wodehouse," "Drownes Club"--actually that's what happened after Tuppy looped the last ring back), but I may never leave the office again.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:42 PM
P.J.--yikes!
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:45 PM
And I was thinking this over--PG is Corky Pirbright. Because, though I don't want to hurt Ogged's feelings too much, but she's probably playing up to him to get him to spring Trevor from the clutches of that policeman he bit.
Wasn't that Stiffy Byng, with the policeman-biting Scottie? I don't vividly recall Corky, but I was sure that Stiffy was the one with the terrier and the rugger-playing curate fiance.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:52 PM
You're right about Stiffy--but Corky has a policeman- (and butler-; damn, I did it again, and even worse given this interjection, no more of Anatole's cooking for me) biting mutt named Sam Goldwyn, in The Mating Season. Which is absolutely side-splitting, up there with Joy/Jeeves in the Morning. I won't go into any more detail, so as not to spoil the rereading. (Though you can probably decode a lot of it from 63.)
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 12:56 PM
She'd be a connection of Catsmeat Potter-Pirbright's? Perhaps the single best name in Wodehouse. And don't worry about spoiling plots, the plots are never all that important.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 1:04 PM
His sister. You really don't want me to reveal who gets disguised as whom here, though.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 1:08 PM
If it were the case that someone really wanted to locate ogged in the Wodehouse pantheon, it might be that the persona of Rockmetteller (Rocky) Todd least badly fits the bill -albeit, with a little updating technology-wise. That is, not so much with the worm-watching, and not so much "sluggard" as, perhaps, "contemplative," but only if one were to want to.
Posted by exbeforelast | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 1:43 PM
Ah, that's brilliant. Too bad he'll never know what we're saying about him. (And congrats--you really know the canon--I had to Google the name.)
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 1:53 PM
And yet he never posts any of his poetry on the blog. I'll be picturing him suffering in a too-tight evening waistcoat slit up the back from here on out.
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 1:59 PM
I will continue to see him as Tuppy, myself.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 2:01 PM
Well, I don't know about thin on the top, but he's definitely not fat in the middle.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 2:10 PM
"Sturdy build"--perhaps not. But I say he's a man to loop the last ring back, if ever there was one.
Posted by ac | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 2:22 PM
If the Galt is Craye (and that's brilliant, for any number of reasons), I think that has to make Abu Labs Bertie. Baa can't be Spode, if only because it's impossible to imagine him designing women's undergarments (I mean, how would a Republican know anything about women's undergarments). I think baa is whoever made book in "The Great Sermon Handicap"; opposite side, took a few tricks off Jeeves, garnered a certain respect for his abilities, but ultimately had his comeuppance.
I, myself, have always identified with Psmith.
On the basis of that alone, I revoke my prior revocation, and offer you a strong man's honest non-creepy blog crush. (On the basis of the canon, I think you now betray me to whomever is Tuppy.)
Posted by SomeCallMeTim | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 2:34 PM
Steggles? Never! Steggles is far too much of a worm for baa to be him. Steggles has to be one of Abu's departmental enemies. But maybe Abu is G. D'Arcy "Stilton" Cheesewright.
(Also, to be completely nitpicky, Steggles wins the final skirmish--he thoroughly nobbles Bingo Little in "The Metropolitan Touch." Ending: "I'll show them; I'll slip out the back window. They can't scare me!")
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 3:02 PM
BTW, where was the prior revocation?
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 3:03 PM
I don't remember Steggles as a worm. I remember Spode as a bully, which doesn't suit baa. I've misplaced my omnibus, so I can't check.
I don't remember where the prior revocation was; LB said something outrageous, along the lines of asserting that there were such things as "reasonable Republicans."
Posted by SomeCallMeTim | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 3:30 PM
But a bully with right-wing politics (remember the "Black Shorts"? "'Footer bags, you mean? How perfectly foul."), and who was exactly the sort of person you wouldn't expect to design ladies' underwear. The real problem with this game is that they're all idiots -- identifying any real person with a Wodehouse character only works if you stipulate: "Not nearly that dimwitted and silly."
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 3:58 PM
(And the blogcrush was revoked over Coupling.)
Posted by LizardBreath | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 4:08 PM
That's right, it was. I have to say, I caught a bit another episode of Coupling (when I can't sleep, it's on), and it sucked too. But loving Wodehouse makes up for a lot.
Posted by SomeCallMeTim | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 5:41 PM
If Steggles isn't described on his introduction as "a bit of a worm," I will eat a large piece of apple pie, with ice cream and caramel. I believe he is later described as "one of England's leading hounds." Doesn't he put a beetle down Harold's back before the Choirboy's foot race? (I'm not sure of his name.)
OK, I believe I have reduced this ad absurdum.
Posted by Matt Weiner | Link to this comment | 05-22-05 8:24 PM
Question to the Haus.
Did you ever get the Stephen Fry/ Hugh Laurie version Television Series of the Jeeves stories?
Both Steggles and Bingo Little were worth staying in for, and Honoria Glossop was enough to make strong men tremble before their TV sets.
Which is absolutely side-splitting, up there with Joy/Jeeves in the Morning
IIRC - "Joy in the Morning" was written largely during that interlude in captivity etc. Poignant that.
I 've always hankered after being Lord Emsworth, myself. It would be worth putting up with Frederick and Lady Constance for that life. In my nightmares, though, I m the efficient Baxter. Brrr.
Posted by Austro | Link to this comment | 05-23-05 2:26 AM
Ye gods! I go to Atlanta for the weekend and come back to a Wodehouse fest.
I think of myself as a cross between Stiffy Bing and Aunt Dahlia. I'm a tad young for the latter and have never ridden with the Quorn or the Pytchley, but neither would I marry a curate. OTOH, luring minions into unspeakably complicated and possibly illegal schemes strikes me as a marvelous hobby...
Posted by DominEditrix | Link to this comment | 05-24-05 2:28 PM