Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Summertime

What a wonderful couple weeks it has been.
The sun shone and the clouds parted.
I took a ride
I fell off the trail.
So wiped out the next day that
I forgot the Rainier Symphony p'formance Satterday
Then I got sick AGAIN!
So much for nice days!

Kryton was the robot in "Red Dwarf" whose circuits were altered so that Lister could go back in time to find Indian food.
The crew ended up having JFK assassinate himself from the grassy knoll.

In the immortal words of Lily von Schtup "I'm so fwiggen Tired"

She also said "I'm not a wabbit"

I'm going back to my TRIN, I am just about to the pictures.

I'm not going to answer the phone.

Mary had a littl........(the rest is silence)

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Blogger Glenn Buttkus said...

One should distrust "nice" days. That was a lesson we all learned while living in CA, enit?

The one time I tried to watch an episode of RED DWARF I just could not get into it. Since then I have been watching some of the new DR. WHO, and taping TORCHWOOD. Your frequent references to RED DWARF make it sound like a cross between Monty Python and Dr. Who.

Red Dwarf is a British science fiction comedy franchise, the primary form of which comprises eight series of a television sitcom that ran on BBC2 between 1988 and 1999, and has achieved a global cult following. It was created and written by Rob Grant and Doug Naylor. The show's origins come from a recurring sketch, Dave Hollins: Space Cadet, in the mid-1980s BBC Radio 4 comedy show Son Of Cliché, also scripted by Grant and Naylor. In addition to the television series, there have also been four bestselling novels, two pilot episodes for an American version of the show, and a significant number of tie-in books, magazines and other merchandise.

Despite the pastiche of science fiction used as a backdrop, Red Dwarf is primarily a character driven comedy, with many off-the-wall science fiction elements used as complementary plot devices. In the early series episodes, a recurring source of comedy was the "odd couple" relationship between Dave Lister and Arnold Rimmer, the two central characters of the show, who have an intense dislike for each other but are trapped together deep in space.

The show's highest accolade came in 1994, when an episode from the sixth series, "Gunmen of the Apocalypse", won an International Emmy Award in the Popular Arts category. In the same year the show was also awarded 'Best BBC Comedy series' at the British Comedy Awards. and attracted its highest ratings — of over eight million viewers — by the eighth series in 1999.

The current state of the franchise remains uncertain. The series is unlikely to return to the BBC, after they turned down proposals for a ninth series and a big screen version of the show has often been promised, but has struggled to secure sufficient funding.

The main setting of the series is the mining spaceship Red Dwarf[1] which is 6 miles (10 km) long, 5 miles (8 km) tall, and 4 miles (6 km) wide.[2] In the first episode, an on-board radiation leak of Cadmium II kills everyone except for low-ranking technician Dave Lister, who is in suspended animation at the time, and his pregnant cat, Frankenstein, who is safely sealed in the cargo hold.[3] Following the accident, the ship's computer Holly has to keep Lister in stasis until the background radiation dies down — a process that takes three million years.[4] Lister therefore emerges as the last human being in the universe — but not the only life form on-board the ship.[5] His former bunkmate and immediate superior Arnold Rimmer is resurrected by Holly as a Hologram after the accident to keep Lister sane, while a creature known only as Cat is the last known surviving member of Felis Sapiens, a race of humanoids that evolved in the ship's hold from Lister's cat Frankenstein and her kittens during the millions of years that Lister was in stasis.[6]

The main dramatic thrust of the early series is Lister's desire to return home to Earth.[7] As their journey begins, the not-so-intrepid crew encounter such phenomena as time distortions, faster than light travel, mutant diseases and strange lifeforms that developed in the intervening millions of years.[7] During the second series, the group encounter the sanitation mechanoid Kryten, rescuing him from a long-since crashed vessel.[8] Initially, Kryten only appeared in one episode of series two, but by the beginning of series three he had become a regular character.[9] At the end of series five, Red Dwarf itself is stolen from the crew, forcing them to travel in the smaller Starbug craft for the subsequent two series, with the added side-effect that they lose contact with Holly.[10] In series seven, Rimmer departs the crew to take up the role of his alter-ego from a parallel universe, Ace Rimmer, whose name has become a long-standing legend and a legacy passed down from dimension to dimension. Shortly afterwards, the crew find a parallel version of themselves from a universe in which Kristine Kochanski, Lister's former girlfriend, was the person put into stasis and so became the last remaining human.[11] A complicated series of events leaves Kochanski stranded in "our" universe, and she is forced to join the crew.[11]

In the eighth series, Red Dwarf is reconstructed by the nanobots that had originally stolen it and broken it down into its constituent atoms[12] In the process, the entire crew of the ship — including a pre-accident Rimmer — are resurrected, but the Starbug crew all find themselves sentenced to two years in the ship's brig on a set of convoluted charges.[12] The series ends with Red Dwarf being eaten away by a virus and all on board evacuated, save for Rimmer who is, in the cliffhanger ending, left stranded alone to face Death (and promptly knees him in the groin and flees).[13]


Did Lily Von Schtup also say,"I tot I saya puddytat"? Or was she part of that family of singers that walked across the Alps so that they could first escape the Nazis and then sell their story to Hollywood, so that Julie Andrews could win an Oscar?


Mary had a little Ram,and took it to bed with her--and now Mary is going to have a little lamb.

Glad you surfaced and pounded some keys. You certainly put Eddy, Emily, and Butch in their respective places.

Glenn

3:10 PM  
Blogger Lane Savant said...

Not Lily von Schtup,
Marlene Deitrich;
Star of "Blazing Saddles"
They just sound alike.
Emily seems to be in her place without any help from me.

8:06 PM  
Blogger Glenn Buttkus said...

When it comes to FFTL, never in the history of mankind have so many been so grateful for so little, and continue to be.

What happened to the burst of poetic fervor that you launched a few days ago? Kitty Virus got your tongue, your pen, your keyboard?

Alex should return from NYC tomorrow. That will be cool. She is one continent hopping lady; spends enough time in NYC and LA to claim resident status. She found time to place several comments on FFTL before she split. That's cool too.

We are having a small party here at the office at lunch today. One of the younger nurses is leaving, fleeing to greener pastures, and being grateful for our abandonment, we will throw her a party. Terrific logic there somewhere. I bought a five-way chocolate cheesecake. It should go good with pizza and potato salad.

I picked up a new pair of glasses yesterday, so things are "swimming" out here. It takes several weeks for the brain to fully accommodate to the Rx change. My old lenses were getting all scratched up, and kept loosening up and falling out.

Life is so short, I just don't know if I have the time to add RED DWARF in all its versions to my brain pan. It is cluttered with the crew adventures on BABYLON 5 and FARSCAPE as it is; neither of which some people ever watched. On TORCHWOOD it is getting strange to seen Captain Jack smooching so many other men. His homosexuality is just part of the plot, so we have to suffer through it.

I am trotting off tomorrow night to see PERSEPOLIS. If it is playing up in Seattle, you ought to check it out. It is B&W, animated, and in French and Farci.

You really threw me with the Lily von Schtup reference, but I think you will find that the actress in BLAZING SADDLES was Madeline Kahn. Perhaps Lili Von Shtupp seemed a bit like Marlene Dietrich. At first you put me in mind of Cloris Leachman in YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN, as Frau Blucher, but then I remember the forced sexy lisp that Madeline used in SADDLES. Anyway, kudos to you for your recall and grasp of film, musical, and literary trivia.

Come to think of it, Lili had several more interesting quotes:

Lili Von Shtupp: [singing] Here I stand, the goddess of desire / Set men on fire / I have this power. / Morning, noon, and night, it's dwink and dancing / Some quick womancing / And then a shower. / Stage door Johnnies constantly suwwound me / They always hound me, with one wequest. / Who can satisfy their lustful habits? / I'm not a wabbit. / I need some we...
[Takes a breath]
Lili Von Shtupp: ... est.

Lili: Is that a ten gallon hat, or are you just enjoying the show?

Lili: Oh a wed wose, how womantic.

Lili Von Shtupp: Hello, cowboy. Wha's your name?
Tex: Tex, Ma'am.
Lili Von Shtupp: Texmam? Well, tell me Texmam, are you in show business?
Tex: Well, no, ma'am.
Lilly von Schtupp: Then why don't you get your fwiggin' feet off o' the stage

[Lili von Schtupp has lured Bart back to her room]
Lili Von Shtupp: Is it true how zey say zat you people are... gifted?
[Lights go out, sound of zipper opening]
Lili Von Shtupp: Oh. It's twue. It's twue. It's twue, it's twue!

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[Lili Von Schtupp offers Bart a gigantic sausage]
Lili Von Shtupp: Would you like another schnitzengruben?
Bart: No, thank you. Fifteen is my limit on schnitzengruben.
Lili Von Shtupp: Well how about a little...
[whispers in his ear]
Bart: [shocked] Baby. I'm not from Havana.

[repeated line]
Lili Von Shtupp: Willkommen. Bienvenue. Welcome. C'mon in.

Lilly von Schtupp: Ah, who am I kiddin'? Evewything fwom the waist down, is Kaput!

Lili Von Shtupp: Vhy don't you admit it? He's too much of man for you. I know. You're going to need an army to beat him! You're finished. Fertig! Verfallen! Verlumpt! Verblunget! Verkackt!

In addition to Lili, there was Harriet:

Harriet Johnson: I'm not used to public speaking... WE THE WHITE, GODFEARING CITIZENS OF ROCK RIDGE wish to express our extreme displeasure with your choice of sheriff. Please remove him immediately. The fact that you have sent him here just goes to prove that you are the leading asshole in the state!

Olson Johnson: All right, we'll give some land to the niggers and the chinks, but we DON'T WANT THE IRISH.

Taggart: What do you want me to do, sir?
Hedley Lamarr: I want you to round up every vicious criminal and gunslinger in the west. Take this down.
[Taggart looks for a pen and paper while Hedley talks]
Hedley Lamarr: I want rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, shit-kickers and Methodists.
Taggart: [finding pen and paper] Could you repeat that, sir?

Jim: Then one day I hear "Reach for it, mister." I spun around, and there I was standing face to face with a six year old kid. Well, I just laid down my guns and walked away. Little bastard shot me in the ass. So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I've been there ever since.

Gabby Johnson: I wash born here, an I wash raished here, and dad gum it, I am gonna die here, an no sidewindin bushwackin, hornswaglin, cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter.

Jim: You've got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West. You know... morons

Church Congregation: [singing] Now is a time of great decision / Are we to stay or up and quit? / There's no avoiding this conclusion: / Our town is turning into shit. Amen.

Well, little Saddle Pards, that is probably about enough Blazin,enit?

Glenn

6:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What I remember about BLAZING SADDLES was Mel Brooks as the Indian Chief, Slim Pickens trying to get Cleavon Little to do a "nigger dance", and then doing it himself, Cleavon Little holding a gun to his own head and warning the crowd that if they do not do what he says he would "shoot the nigger". And of course the Fart Concerto after a meal with the track laying crew. Nice of you to refresh my memories, Lane and Butch. By the way, Savant, sometimes it is rude to lump Emily and I into the same bag of bones, into the same lump of dirt as it were. It ain't right, and you damned well know it.

Eddy Emerald

6:26 AM  

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