Calbuzz Rescues Inaugural from Crashing Boredom
Calbuzz staff psychiatrist Dr. P.J. Hackenflack greatly enhanced his reputation as the Perle Mesta of California Monday night, as he tossed the toughest-ticket bash of Inaugural Week, featuring fine cuisine and libation, fine fellowship and the brightest stars in the state’s glittering political firmament.
In a political social whirl otherwise dominated by an event where the big payoff was a couple of dogs and a small bag of chips, Calbuzz party organizers agreed with each other that their gathering of First Amendment scumbags and rapacious consultants was by far the best shindig of the week.
Unfortunately for the good Doctor H., he missed his own soiree, after passing out cold beneath a banquet room table from rapidly throwing down 13 or 14 double Jamesons on the rocks several hours before his guests arrived.
Still, the 90 or so revelers who were actually conscious for the big party, held at fabulous Lucca restaurant (plenty of valet parking), did their best to overcome their disappointment at his absence, dining on smoked chicken risotto, chicken saltimbocca, pan roasted salmon and grilled bistro steak, consuming mass quantities of Ray Station Merlot, Kendall Jackson Chardonnay and Camelot Cabernet, and enjoying an evening utterly bereft of the tedious, mind-numbing speechifying that characterizes most such events in Sacramento.
Plus, they got a really cool credential — the type which the skinflint Brown operation provided to no one covering his big day.
Consistent with the post-post-partisan values and ethics of Calbuzz — which hold that folks of differing political persuasions are to view their rivals not as bitter enemies, but as nutty neighbors — Republican operatives like Adam Mendelsohn, Jim Brulte, Kevin Spillane, Marty Wilson, Beth Miller and Julie Soderlund (special kudos to Rob Stutzman and Mitch Zak for being the only ex-members of the GOP’s Legions of eMeg with the stones to show up) mixed and mingled with leading Democratic lights, including Tom Quinn, David Townsend, Joe Trippi, Donna Bojarsky, Jim Moore, Steve Glazer, Jason Kinney, Roger Salazar, Steve Maviglio, Karen Skelton and Garry South (whose frequent harsh criticisms of Jerry Brown’s campaign for governor make him an intraparty marked man, matched Stutz and Zak’s raw courage in taking his place at the festivities), while other hacks (widely suspected of RINO tendencies by some in the Neanderthal Caucus) including Jack Flanigan, Bob Naylor, Donna Lucas and Don Sipple, added to a gemutlicht ambience of general hilarity.
Along with members of the Capitol press corps that Calbuzz actually knows (apologies to Sactown hacks we don’t know), world-class media types, including New York Times L.A. bureau chief Adam Ngourney, by-God L.A. Times sage George Skelton and national political correspondent Mark Barabak, A.P. political writers Juliet Williams and Judy Lin and KCRA-TV’s inimitable Kevin Riggs sprinkled the crowd, as Greg Lucas of “California’s Capitol,” Joel Fox of “Fox and Hounds” and Torey Van Oot of “Capitol Alert” ably represented the political blogosphere and blindingly insightful eggheads and policy makers like Dan Schnur, H.D. Palmer, Dave Lesher, Nancy McFadden and Peter Schrag raised the average I.Q. of the room at least a point or two.
Here stood newly sworn-in governor Brown, huddling with newly named Resources Secretary John Laird over matters of apparent great urgency.
There was new First Lady Anne Gust, explaining to an astonished inaugural witness how she was surprised to find out she was introducing her husband about two minutes before his swearing in.
Across the room, almost Lieutenant Governor Gavin Newsom passionately held forth on the insider intricacies of San Francisco politics that have delayed his swearing in (see Agnos, Art and his five votes).
We even have a boozy recollection of overhearing Krusty and the Prince dividing up the world: Gavin focuses on economic development and UC and stays out of Jerry’s way as he tries to run the government. Such a deal.
Worried Democrats meanwhile kept an anxious eye on Brown, lest he keel over and make incumbent Lite Gov Abel Maldonado a full-term governor before Newsom takes the oath of office.
A good time was had by all, except for the aforementioned, utterly plastered Dr. H. There were no injuries.
One hell of a great party. Congrats Calbuzz.
Makes me almost wanna be in that Sacto mess again. However, when I realized that the Leninlike art pic above of Dr. Hackenflack suggests that sinking farleft feeling, I came to my senses. Yes! The grape juice in those glasses must have been sour.
Makes sense that you’d confuse Lenin and Freud.
Must watch the English girls and boys. “Leninlike” is not the same as a Lenin pic. Beside that, “Fraud-like” would not make my lefty point as well.
Ernie, I think you’ve made a Fraudian slip.
Tolstoy or Dickens. Lenin or Freud. A bunch of famous dead guys. So who really cares? Both Ernie and Mr. Steele are old enough that they can’t blame the sad state of modern education. So it’s just that neither of you were paying attention that day?
Surely Ernie is jesting! Who would confuse the distinguished Dr. Freud with some Marxist-Leninist-Facist? Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
What a lady you are Adelaide!
One does one’s best…in the best of times and in the worst of times, Chris. *wink*
May I have the envelope please. And the winner in the category of Name-Dropping-Gone-Mad is ………. Calbuzz.
My gawd, my office floor is covered. Where’s that shit shovel, Maude?
Happy New Year!
Why no picture of the world’s greatest advance man Ed Emerson? I must also note that Mr. Kinney is clutching an entire bottle of the 85′ non-chuggable Stags Leap Merlot. Thanks to Phil and Jerry for a hell of a show…
A gross oversight.