Theres a dull, hollow pain in my left ventricle. I am tense, jumpy, hairtrigger irritable. And this is because bloody Sarnath Banerjee, using his peerless scamster/schmoozer skills, somehow convinced me to lend him my Monty Python DVDs. Strongly suspect I will call him once every five minutes today to find out how they are. Note: If anyone comments on this post, saying ‘But you never lent ME anything! But you never lend anyone anything!’ I will hunt you down and kill you.
Should I call him now? Its 8 in the morning.
Samit Basu
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I just copy the dvd for friends, or hold screenings. Wouldn’t want my priced collection of Kurosawa (and Python) dvds to be Homer Simpson’d.
Posted by anangbhai | July 11, 2005, 3:08 amMr. Basu, Anangbhai – I’m in the market. WHERE does one get Monty Python DVDs? Copies cholbe …
Ducky, may I copy them on to my hard disk when next in Delhi?
J.A.P.
Posted by J. Alfred Prufrock | July 12, 2005, 12:35 amnot if you call me ducky. anyone who wants to get anywhere near my dvds has to call me mr. duck at the very least
Posted by samit | July 12, 2005, 2:50 amBut you never lent ME anything! But you never lend anyone anything!
(Ok, ok, you lent me a P G Wodehouse once but refused to repeat the sterling performance ever again in spite of much cajoling, threats and bribes. Know now that you love Sarnath more. Sigh! Tell me why I should go on living)
Posted by The Marauder's Map | July 12, 2005, 6:47 am