And the winner is ... <Suffering from c6-ness> >

Carolyn Wells, an author and poet who died in 1942, said,

"A blunder at the right moment

is better than cleverness at the wrong time."

From Phillip Adler's Bridge column today.

I nominate <Penguincw> for

Sorry <Dom>, but there isn't time... just a moment... we're just hearing results for Kevin Philips Bong (Slightly Silly Party)... and... NOUGHT. Yes, he's polled nought.

I am indeed slaving, my dear <Dom>. I was up to 3 AM last night putting together lesson materials.

It's going to be a heavy slog, much like the road to Fort Zinderneuf, unless Beau Geste has lied to me...

My father forced me to watch Beau Geste (in black and white!) on TV with him. I only agreed because then I would get to stay up late.

I'd say my Father wanted a boy, except he already had a boy- my big brother.

But it was me who seemed to shine most to my father's interests, which were limited to chess, World War II history, and foul language. My brother was, and still is, interested only in climbing dangerous mountains, kayaking dangerous rapids, hunting, and fishing. He still goes hunting every single November, much like a William Faulkner character. Strangely, however, though a voracious reader, he never did like Faulkner.

"Doesn't he know any adjectives other than the word 'moribund'?" he once demanded. I couldn't think of a good answer.

Some months ago I was playing an audio book recording of "The Sound and the Fury" every night as a sleep aid.

Once when our family was going through a lot of fighting, my father taped an article about THE 900 DAYS on to the refrigerator, to remind us that people had tougher sledding than us during the Siege of Leningrad.

Learn not to be such a masochist, that is. I already learned chess, in a sense.

I Started OK, incidentally, then lost the final two games.

Anyhoo... I never actually saw Beau Geste, the movie. Good grief, Captain, I was a film critic, not a Foreign Legionnaire.

But I read the book, by Percy Wren. And (blush!) I played with a toy fort full of toy legionnaires. The Arab hordes attack ... and the trick is to pretend your dead guys are still alive.

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<I Can't Believe It's Not Baadur> Ivanchuk vs Jobava, 2015

(Old commercial, for those who do not get the pun)

<Wyvill, Wyvill Rock You> Anderssen vs Wyvill, 1851

<Three Times a Lady> V Gunina vs S Sevian, 2015

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