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Subject: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: John Hardly Date: 22 Sep 02 - 12:52 PM As a musical guy the decision is tough – Cross or Delaware? The battle of the two Alex's. I mean, Cross is so good he melts women's hearts and plays in jazz clubs but Delaware's main girl is a luthier for heaven sakes – and he plays Leo Kottke on his stereo to relax.
I think Scarpetta kicks Quincy's ass but heck, Quincy was pre-DNA evidence. I mean, he was closer in technology to Hec Ramsey than to today's high tech. But Scarpetta's becoming quite the psych case these days (maybe she oughta get in touch with Kinsey Millhone – hire her as an investigator to replace the parting niece) and I'm inclined to think that Grissom, with his visual and sound effects that nearly make me barf weekly is a more compelling M.E. Though for my money, the enigmatic, hoops playing rebel Jack Templeton is the real champ. For ground-breaking deductive reasoning though, they all take a backseat to Brother William of Baskerville. |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: Liz the Squeak Date: 22 Sep 02 - 01:03 PM Not a patch on Dirk Gently.... But that Scarpetta, she REALLY needs to get her life sorted. I suspect Farinelli is going to be appearing soon.... LTS |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: wysiwyg Date: 22 Sep 02 - 01:22 PM Go Stryker! ~S~ |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: michaelr Date: 22 Sep 02 - 06:44 PM What the hell are you on about? |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: DonMeixner Date: 22 Sep 02 - 07:04 PM S. F. X. Van Dusen anyone? Don |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: John Hardly Date: 22 Sep 02 - 08:42 PM Hey Don, Thanks for the tip! |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: wysiwyg Date: 22 Sep 02 - 08:43 PM Characters in favorite authors' books, and Stryker is an autospy saw. Do a Google search and you can learn the rest. ~S~ |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: John Hardly Date: 22 Sep 02 - 10:38 PM yeah, what ~S~ said. Lots of authors have created a hero that they use from book to book, much as a TV series writer would do (as opposed to, say, a movie -- a one-time thing with no serial characters). Kay Scarpetta -- Patricia Cornwell's M.E. heroine Jack Templeton -- Robin Cook's M.E. hero Dirk Pitt -- Clive Cussler etc. I guess I could have simply asked "what best-sellers are you guys reading and whose protagonists do you like/relate to?"........but I figured that, like most threads, that would end up in a not-so-fun listing. See, I thought that maybe this would be a way of allowing folks to get a little creative with their offerings. |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: GUEST,.gargoyle Date: 22 Sep 02 - 10:41 PM Go- WYSIWYG -
................far.................................................................................................................. far............................................................................................................................................. away from here!
Sincerely, |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: Frivolous Sal Date: 23 Sep 02 - 02:10 AM Marlene Ciampi is the champ! She is even the champ of losing it. I am not sure Kay could keep up with her. If I need help Tran is the man. Right now, I am comparing the Scarlet Pimpernel and Lord Peter. Did the Baroness covet Pimpernel also? PBS is working to destroy Lynley & Havers but Isle of Dogs may have destroyed Cornwell. The Washington State SHIT squad will never get the best of Beaumont, though. Jim Chee is quiet efficiency. |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: John Hardly Date: 23 Sep 02 - 08:35 AM oh yeah, Beaumont. I forgot about him....and that Mitford priest guy. |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: Fibula Mattock Date: 23 Sep 02 - 08:40 AM Stephanie Plum and Amelia Peabody. They're actually likeable characters (not like ould grumpy-drawers Scarpetta - that woman annoys my happiness!). |
Subject: Add: DAYTIME MYSTERY (Michael Sands) From: GUEST,divilthebit@hotmail.com Date: 23 Sep 02 - 09:01 AM Reminds me of a poem I read once, DAYTIME MYSTERY (© Michael Sands) Between ten to two and half past ten, The most dangerous place to be Is lying on your couch my friend, Watching that cursed TV You may not at first fell under threat But it has slowly dawned on me That we really have good cause to fret I'll explain just wait and see The carnage starts around two o'clock, The first victim meets their doom But calmness as the pulses rock Quincy enters the room He must be near a hundred now But as wise as any owl And suspects soon begin to bow He solves the murder foul But today a most intriguing case Has Quincy on the ropes The bloodhound indeed is off the pace How can he revive his hopes? Who can help, who can he ring? Another victim on the stretcher A light bulb in his mind goes ting! "I'll ring oul Jessica Fletcher!" Not if there she was the last on earth Would I let her near the door Her foot wouldn't be across the hearth Before I'd need a hearse and more But she happily receives Quincy's call Asking, "What about Colombo?" "Ach! He's on the drink...drugs and all, Talkin' mumbo jumbo!" "And Kojak has stopped the lollipops, The wig looks like a ferret He's cross-dressing now in women's shops, Anything purple he'll wear it!" "They've lost it since the shows were stopped, Have we any bridges to cross?" "Well there is that grisly English cop, Jack Horner no, I mean Jack Frost." Quincy was loath to admit defeat But the yanks had let him down He'd never get this case complete Until he used the crown Ironside's wheels were not well manned, Hutch had turned to speed Hill Street Blues had formed a band And Starsky was smoking weed The English brigade were then flown in, Along with Hercule Poirot He had conquered exotic sin, On the Nile just outside Cairo Jessica greeted each in the pack, With her clammy hands of fate And a luggage truck flattened Bergerac, Beside the arrivals gate Fitz touched down on his back, Full to the gills on stout And Morse was swigging French cognac, Lewis trying to push him out Quincy shuddered at such a sight, "Our hoods have little to fear. The boys got wasted on the flight, And Fitz is on the tear." "Diagnosis Murder," was the rap, Next morning they did hear And yes they all felt like crap, Fitz's gambling cost them dear A sure thing sucked old Poirot in Even Frost had waged a score Down a grand, it didn't win Poirot vowed, "No more." The clock moves on to half past three Jessica springs to life "Fun is over listen to me We've got to save a life." Quincy nods and takes the reins "You're the best we've got The chase is running in your veins In no time he'll be caught." Fitz, Poirot, Morse and Frost Could even Moriarty escape? Quincy smiles and says, "Get lost," "It's time to earn your keep." The facts of the case were studied Fitz profiled the scene Morse coded the waters muddied Lewis kept the Daimler clean Frost growled and ate hot curry It helped him clear his mind They agreed they'd need to hurry This culprit now to find A slippery devil by accounts Caused Poirot to remark "Mes amis, it's time to pounce, We'll trap him in ze park." The bait was set around midnight Mrs Fletcher was the lure Red lipstick and fishnet tights Bound to work for sure Her black high heels matched her top A femme fatale she was Nothing like the part time cop In those shows she does Fitz was straining at the bit He'd never seen such style Morse was revving up his wit To kiss that luscious smile Business called as Frost did snort "There's a killer on the loose," Poirot sprayed Chanel Four "Tomorrow night, ma howze..." Quincy strolled onto the scene Unknowingly observed "Time to depose this crime queen A fate that's well deserved." Five pairs of eyes blinked as one Surely Quincy can't be him But a glinting scalpel all did stun Jessica's future was looking grim The surgical mask came over his nose He approached her from behind Jessica heard his rustling clothes "Quincy, you lost your mind?" "I've never seen you write a line You're an author going cheap And you've put my ratings in decline The viewers have minds like sheep!" The cops were waiting behind the bush As Quincy explained his lot His confession brought about a hush Typical cop drama plot "It was me, I was the cause I scuttled every show Started Colombo on the sauce Old glass eye had to go." "I peddled dope to Starsky and Hutch Wrecked Ironside's wheelchair Cagney and Lacey were just too much I dissolved that meddlesome pair I gave Kojak his first high heel Encouraged his purple craze I taught Miami Vice how to steal Now only you to darken my days." Mrs Fletcher was a mite perturbed Quincy had proved so true But she hoped his plot would be disturbed By those other boys in blue The scalpel glinted in the moonlight Quincy held it high "Doctor, no crimes tonight," Judgement time is nigh." Quincy spun to see the group Fitz was first in line Morse and Lewis joined the coup Frost and Poirot said, "He's mine." Fitz wrestled Quincy to the ground The blade fell from his hand Morse freed Jessica without a sound A fine end to Poirot's plan After a couple of days or so With Quincy in the cell The gang decided to him to go And hear what he would tell "After cleaning up the US shows Why did you invite Investigative skills that we all know Would have you here tonight?" "My friends you proved you are the best Your plan worked so well I'm afraid I proved a simple test But there's more I have to tell. My future now would seem secure I won't be leaving here But you'll be back of that I'm sure For advice I have no peer." "You mean to say this was designed A means whereby you're nicked." Each of the coppers was resigned To the fact that they'd been tricked "Each of you rule the screen Your ratings are just superb But when you need a bent MD Your viewers I'll disturb." So Quincy's plan worked a treat In all their shows he's used Fitz and Co have cleaned the street Aided by his clues I give a yawn and leave the couch Turn off the box in sorrow But heaven for a trainee slouch I can watch again tomorrow |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: John Hardly Date: 23 Sep 02 - 10:22 AM What a great bit o' verse! Thanks for sharing! not zackly a "series novel" like the above.....but if you promise not to tell any of my hoops-playing, beer-drinking, poker-night buddies.... ....*whispering* I've really enjoyed Barbara Kingsolver's "The Bean Tree" and the follow-up book, "Pigs in Heaven"......furthermore, I like Maeve Binchy's "Copper Beech". yikes. chick books. |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: wysiwyg Date: 23 Sep 02 - 10:42 AM What's REALLY fun is reading a chapter at a time out loud, spouses taking turns, with Nero Wolfe. It gives Nero and Archie MPD, but Cramer is always Cramer no matter who is reading. Currently we are stuck in the ice with Shackleton, and just learned that the crew were all actually Mudcatters. The Annexe also has good reading threads and room for more.... ~Susan |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: EBarnacle1 Date: 23 Sep 02 - 04:25 PM Travis McGee, where are you when we need you? Gone, but not forgotten. |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: Rt Revd Sir jOhn from Hull Date: 15 Oct 02 - 04:29 AM |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: JennieG Date: 15 Oct 02 - 07:29 AM Temperance Brennan? I like Kathy Reichs' books, only discovered them earlier this year when I changed jobs (I'm a high school library assistant, paradise for a book lover); I hope we buy her latest, I haven't read it yet. And Barbara Havers - I think I have read most of Elizabeth George's Inspector Lynley stories too. Cheers JennieG |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: Micca Date: 15 Oct 02 - 11:37 AM jennie, I am with You, i like Temp Brennan too, have read 3 so far and the 4th is on my Xmas list!!! |
Subject: RE: BS: Scarpetta kicks Quincy's Butt From: Amos Date: 15 Oct 02 - 01:50 PM Dirk Pitt and Al Giordano between them are the best hero since John Carter found his way to Mars! With the possible exception of Lazarus Long. A |