A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log of September 26, 2002 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'mongo', just granted probation at 12:42 PM", then leaves hurridly.
||||||||| "12:43 PM? I'm late!" exclaims mongo, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (6:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bunnyboy: ":waves"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 6 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Bunnyboy runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 6:01 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 6:02 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bunnyboy: `:waves`
Bunnyboy: ``:waves``
Bunnyboy: aw shucks
||||||||| "Hey Bunnyboy!" ... Bunnyboy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 6:03 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood leads PDr. Jawn inside, makes a note of the time (8:28 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
PDr. Jawn: it's not even 9PM
PDr. Jawn: EDT
PDr. Jawn: *wavies*
||||||||| PDr. Jawn departs at 8:30 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood leads Regnad inside, makes a note of the time (8:31 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Regnad: kcin/
Regnad: polp kcin/
Regnad: mre
Regnad: rrrrrrre
Regnad: regnad kcin/
Regnad: ha
Regnad: mhu
Regnad: llew re
Regnad: /
Regnad: re
Regnad: eheheh/
Regnad: mhu ,ha
Regnad: God forbid I have to type backwords
Regnad: God forbid I have to type backwards
Regnad: God forbid, I have to type backwords
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy enters at 8:41 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Merlyn LeRoy: olleh?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Brain de la Bubba into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:44 PM, then departs.
Merlyn LeRoy: apostrophes should work in names now
Brain de la Bubba: Greatings all.
Brain de la Bubba: I've always wanted to be an apostrophe.....
Brain de la Bubba: .... you get to walk around with the savior and all that.
Regnad: mre
Regnad: God forbid, I have to type backwards
Regnad: ssatrams a saw ydobemoS
Merlyn LeRoy: em.
Merlyn LeRoy: antie em
Regnad: (^8
Brain de la Bubba: ?em ohW
Merlyn LeRoy: anyone with a name that contains 'kcin' or 'regnad' has their text reversed
Regnad: tuo detros taht teg ot etunim a em koot ti ,hay
Regnad: brb
Regnad: i notced
||||||||| "Hey Regnad!" ... Regnad turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:47 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'NickNickNickyK-Nick', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:48 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Brain de la Bubba: I've always wanted to be a vestibule.....
NickNickNickyK-Nick: one thing i've noticed... all msgs seem to need to hit the server (which seems lagged to me),,,, maybe not fixable
Merlyn LeRoy: it's just a web page that gets auto-refreshed; it's as fast as you set refresh, assuming your connection is fast enough
NickNickNickyK-Nick: but when i window the chat, every refresh drops the newest chat out of view
NickNickNickyK-Nick: so to speak
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, makes sense
Merlyn LeRoy: you have to configure things so you don't get scrollbars
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i was thinking of them java irc clients
Merlyn LeRoy: when it redraws the page, it starts at the top
NickNickNickyK-Nick: yeo
||||||||| "I'm going to another room" says Merlyn LeRoy, and leaves.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: or just maximize the window
Merlyn LeRoy: There are a few other rooms you can chat in
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy has arrived at the appointed hour of 8:51 PM.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: knowing the computer savvy of many of the peeps on dalnet... i don't think they're gonna handle the scroll bar thing too well :)
Merlyn LeRoy: that's why the default values are so low - to try to be smaller than a typical winow
Merlyn LeRoy: window
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Ken', just granted probation at 8:52 PM", then leaves hurridly.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hiya kend
Ken: hello, dear friends
Merlyn LeRoy waves
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hehe... owell, i like the interface of a genuine irc-compliant client better
NickNickNickyK-Nick: but that's just me
Ken: is anyone on irc to alert those in the wrong place?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: sure
Merlyn LeRoy: can it do THIS?
Ken: ok, then i won't try.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dexter Fong', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:54 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: where are my color codes
Ken: hi nancy, er, dex
NickNickNickyK-Nick: oops
NickNickNickyK-Nick: doesn't like brackets either
Dexter Fong: Kenny Ken Ken....
NickNickNickyK-Nick: greater/less than
||||||||| It's 8:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Brain de la Bubba - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn LeRoy: press the question mark
Ken: i'm greater than some, less than others :)
Dexter Fong: and good evening fellow travelers
NickNickNickyK-Nick: so i guess html tags will be interpreted by the server?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ?
Merlyn LeRoy: yep, it's just HTML
Ken: fellow travelers? i haven't traveled for some time now
Dexter Fong: Yes Nick, kinda like in Honor tennis
Merlyn LeRoy: it's actually just spit out to your browser
NickNickNickyK-Nick: makin my head hurt ;)
Ken: oooh, i don't like my browser to get spit upon
Ken: nick: take two assburns, call someone else in the morning
Merlyn LeRoy: for colored text, just do <red>this is red<>
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Please tell me how to make the refresh stop happening about every 10 seconds
Merlyn LeRoy: pull down the 'send to all' menu and pick configure
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hehe yep... i gave up on web monkeying when they still charged for nutscrape
Dexter Fong: yes
Ken: Configure
Merlyn LeRoy: but you won't get new text more often than your refresh
Ken: Configure
NickNickNickyK-Nick: I'll configure YOU
Merlyn LeRoy: go figure
Ken: ummm, all i get is a text line saying "configure" when i do that
NickNickNickyK-Nick: have you tried hitting it with a hammer kend?
Dexter Fong: Brian: I changed the "redraw" number but it immediately reset
NickNickNickyK-Nick: maybe some duct tape?
Ken: hammer is in the basement. it's dark down there, and might be spiders.
Merlyn LeRoy: sounds like you got old cached php code or something
Ken: will goose tape work?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: down there with the grues ken
Ken: i don't need to reconfigure, just testing
NickNickNickyK-Nick: "Put batteries in Torch"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 9 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: "move the rug"
Merlyn LeRoy: dex; try again; the config menu gets redrawn periodically, otherwise it would block messages
Dexter Fong: I didn't know I catched a cold...I feel fine
NickNickNickyK-Nick: "open the trapdoor"
NickNickNickyK-Nick: "go down"
NickNickNickyK-Nick: its dark in here
NickNickNickyK-Nick: damn i was eaten by a grue
NickNickNickyK-Nick: forgot to turn on the lantern
Merlyn LeRoy: that's more like the tinymud firesign area
Ken: i haven't gone down for a while. i wonder if it's like riding a bicycle--you don't forget how?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, I see there are some Zork fans not in attendance
Merlyn LeRoy: Ken, did you use a bookmark to log in?
Ken: i zork, you zork, we all zork
Dexter Fong: I am in a white house in the middle of a field....
NickNickNickyK-Nick: oooh, ooooh
NickNickNickyK-Nick: e mailbox!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: erm
Ken: dex? are you really dubya in disguise?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: open the mailbox
Dexter Fong: Ken: No...I'm Lucy
Ken: don't open the mailbox! might be anthrax!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Ken: no, lucy is in the sky with diamonds
Dexter Fong: ...and this is my friend Ethyl
Merlyn LeRoy: Ken you need to exit and login through the front, the code changed since last week and you're giving it old parameters
Dexter Fong: Bri: Maybe me 2
Ken: i bookmarked the page with all my code in it, you might be right
Merlyn LeRoy: your entry looks ok, but it doesn't hurt
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i'll code you
||||||||| It's 9:05 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Mr. Birdseed', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 9:06 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Merlyn LeRoy: that's probably what messed up your configure, ken
Dexter Fong: /me Ssalutes the banner waving o'er head
Ken: Configure
Ken: hmmm, nothing changed
NickNickNickyK-Nick: no /mes either :/
Dexter Fong: Configure this smart ass
||||||||| "Hey Ken!" ... Ken turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:07 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Ken enters at 9:07 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: Hey guys...I wonder what time it is
NickNickNickyK-Nick: /mode +kb Dexter Fong With a vengeance
Merlyn LeRoy: Kthe time is 9:07 PM
NickNickNickyK-Nick: time for dinner i think... bbiab
Ken: ok, that worked
Merlyn LeRoy: ok ken, now your log entry looks right, configure should work
Dexter Fong: With venison....I have just returned from the long hunt
Ken: not that i need to change anything.....
Ken: venison? i specifically requested ELK!
Dexter Fong: Bri: When I bring up configure..it reverts to send all immediately
Merlyn LeRoy: but people wouldn't be able to send you private messages, and you wouldn't be able to go to the other rooms, etc
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bubba's Brain into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:09 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: 'Elk! I want somebody
Merlyn LeRoy: that's normal, dex; it takes a few seconds for the config items to appear, it's refreshed too
Bubba's Brain: Ee's back
Ken: last of the big tippers, huh, bubba?
Merlyn LeRoy: the reaper got you
Dexter Fong: Bub...it's just after 9:09 pm
Bubba's Brain: Tipper??? Hell I'm no fun I fell right over!
Merlyn LeRoy: the system guy fixed the time when I told him it was 13 minutes off
Ken: 3 cheers for the system guy! ( or should that be 3 oxydols?)
Bubba's Brain: Now If they'd just fix Indiana....
Merlyn LeRoy: dex, were you able to change the refresh? You can do it on the login screen, too
Ken: bub: end of next month, it will be ok again
Dexter Fong: Bri: I seemed to have worked it out now...thanks
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bubba's Brain: lost service temorarily, but I'm much better now.
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayne =)
Ken: hi elayne
Merlyn LeRoy waves to elayne
Elayne: Hi Dex, Ken, Merlyn!
Bubba's Brain: You found us!
Elayne: Yep, BB, I think Brian sent me an e-mail about it.
Elayne: Bit of a posting delay, wot?
Merlyn LeRoy: Peter Bergman said he couldn't make it tonight, but he promised to make it sometime.
Elayne: Wow, very cool!
Merlyn LeRoy: Austin was here last week
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Doc Technical into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:12 PM, then departs.
Doc Technical: jello
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'The Timeshredder', just granted probation at 9:12 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Ken: will we have rotating firesigners every week?
Doc Technical: thanks catherwood
Ken: hey tom
Elayne: Ah well. Grid bless him, he's keeping the Fireblog alive.
The Timeshredder: Telegram....
Elayne: Hi Tom!
Ken: and hallo to mr. timeshredder
Merlyn LeRoy: the previous log with austin is at http://www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20020919.html
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc
Elayne: Hi Timeshredder!
The Timeshredder: I'm sort of barging in here unknown, but....
Dexter Fong: Mr. Shredder: It's about 9:13 pm
Doc Technical: Lili and I just got back from seeing "Lovely and Amazing" at the local 2nd-run theater
The Timeshredder: Hi! Yeah, so someone named "kend" promo'd my site here last week....
Elayne: And was it both lovely and amazing?
Doc Technical: We're ordering swell pizza now...
Doc Technical: Have to pick it up in 25 mins
Doc Technical: Hi Timeshredder
The Timeshredder: ...which is how I found out about THIS site, so I wanted to leave a thank you and visit. Sure, I guess
Ken: i'm kend (unless there's punishment involved....)
Doc Technical: Well if Ken D. says it rawwks, it's good enough for me
Elayne: And even WHEN there's punishment involved...
Dexter Fong: Ken: What do you have to say for yourself?
The Timeshredder: Ok. I do the "utherworld" site. No punishment. I'm involved.
Merlyn LeRoy: and ken, why aren't you kend or ^kend?
Ken: and i don't remember which site was on my promotion list last week either
Dexter Fong: "Not involved; not responsible"
The Timeshredder: Unified Field Crossover History of the Universe, which is part of my site
Ken: brian: i became "kend^" on irc because names had to be unique. here, they might also, but i can be the one and only ken and be proud of it
Ken: oh yeah, mr. shredder: i liked that one quite a bit, thought i'd spread the word since there are comic fans here also
Elayne: It's nice to be the only "Elayne" for a change, and not to have to schelp into IRC any more...
Doc Technical: Yeah, that;'s another thing I like about this web chat (vs IRC): no nickname contention!
The Timeshredder: Great. I had some hits through your link here
Dexter Fong: Isn't Unified Field Crossover when the entire Michigan State Band marches diagonally across the field
Ken: of course, it would be eash for someone to impersonate me
Ken: easy
Doc Technical: Dex: It's a half-time extravaganza!
The Timeshredder: Sure. Lots would want to, I'm sure
Dexter Fong: Hi..I'm the real Ken
The Timeshredder: Cross-time extravaganza
Ken: timeshredder: i loved the puns i got, i'm also positive there were many i didn't
Merlyn LeRoy: don't make us put passwords on this thing!
Ken: hell, most days even i don't want to be me
Elayne: Did anyone else get an e-mail from Gordon Coale from "TestingTesting"?
Dexter Fong: It's Easter all over again
The Timeshredder: IF you're the real ken, you were talking to yourself last week???
Elayne: Gordon sent me links to a couple of his shows that David was on, reading his poetry.
Ken: easter is the vernal equinox, we just passed the autumnal equinox. and at christmas, we get eggnox
Dexter Fong: I'm the only one that will listen anymore
The Timeshredder: Puns... Yeah.... Sometimes I forget what's there. It was built up over a period of time....
Ken: i talk to myself, ask questions, even get the wrong answer sometimes....
The Timeshredder: On the equinox, is it true you can balance eggnog?
Dexter Fong: "I talke to the trees but they don't listen to me...."
Ken: i just drink the stuff, don't try to balance anything but the checkbook
||||||||| Doc Technical runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Doc Technical?! It's 9:19 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
The Timeshredder: Hey! Few can manage that
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Doc Technical into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:19 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bunnyboy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Doc Technical: Timeshredder: only if you spike the eggnog with rum
Ken: in real life i am accountant by training and education, so that's an easy job for me
Ken: hey, bun
Dexter Fong: Hey Bb
Doc Technical: hey BB
The Timeshredder: Hey, Bunnyboy. Hoppy to see you
The Timeshredder: Screw the eggnot, drink the rum
Merlyn LeRoy: HEY BunnyBoy If you're using a bookmark to enter, please exit and log in, bookmarks from last week are too old to work right
Bunnyboy: bri: I tried the 'emote' function earlier, couldn't flip the trick.
Elayne: Hi Bunnyboy!
Ken: hey, doc, if you spike anything, it's only a fake balance
Doc Technical: Poppy to see you?
Bunnyboy: lo TS. New chatter? Welcome
Doc Technical is not sure if he is emoting?
The Timeshredder: Actually, yeah, hi, just stopped by to thank ken....
Dexter Fong: Oh Doc...You're so emotional
Ken: bun: ts is the timeline guy i mentioned last week
The Timeshredder: Why "bunnyboy"? Or is that a personal question?
Ken: not even sure if he knows who firesign theatre IS
Bunnyboy: Doc: howdja do dat?
Bunnyboy: Ken: Then he can join the club!
Ken: personal questions are welcomed here, but they cost extra :)
The Timeshredder: I just started reading the Firesign site today when I traced some hits my site received from here...
Elayne: Here's a quarter.
Dexter Fong: " "waves hello to everybody
The Timeshredder: So I'm only half-aware....
The Timeshredder: Which is more than usual
Merlyn LeRoy: BB, doc says On IRC: /me ... on Firesign Chat: colon only
Bubba's Brain: Anyone using Netscape 7 out there???
Bunnyboy: TS: URL, please
Ken: much better than half-assed!
Ken: bubba: mozilla here
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'MrMuckle', just granted probation at 9:23 PM", then leaves hurridly.
The Timeshredder: http://www.geocities.com/utherworld
Mr. Birdseed: BB Only when I have too!
Dexter Fong waves breaking outside
Bunnyboy gives it a whirl
||||||||| "9:23 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Doc Technical, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
Bunnyboy: Ah! I was including the "quotes"
Ken: hi mr.muckle
Merlyn LeRoy: doc has forgotten he has been talking to me
Bubba's Brain: Okay... anyone using a browser which shows Icons in the address bar?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Lili Lamont into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:23 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: Old programming habit. Sorry.
The Timeshredder: Can anyone enlighten me more on the Firesign thing?
Dexter Fong: Hello Mr. Muckle, honey
MrMuckle: Yello, all
Ken: dex: were you breaking wind outside?
Elayne: Hi Lili!@
Elayne: Hi MrM!
Merlyn LeRoy: they're just like monty python, but american and not all dead
Ken: hey lili
Dexter Fong: Windows Ken...playing hardball
Merlyn LeRoy: er, none dead
The Timeshredder: That was the impression I got....
Bunnyboy breaks wind inside.
Elayne: /me wonders if this is what the rest of them are talking about...
Lili Lamont: Hey, guys, how are things? Doc is going for pizza. We love him for that.
Ken: ts: started in 60's, still going strong. 4 (or 5?) nuts that can make you laugh
Elayne: Okay, what do I do instead of "/me"?
Bunnyboy: Phew! My bad.
The Timeshredder: Learn something gnu everyday
Merlyn LeRoy: elayne just do :waves
Bubba's Brain wants to have some of the pizza
Dexter Fong: Doc's the best damn pizza guy in the northeast
MrMuckle: "Laugh - or we poke out your eyes!"
Elayne: Oh, like the MUSH.
Merlyn LeRoy: just use a colon as the first character
Elayne: ;tests.
The Timeshredder: We had The Frantics in Canada in the 80s, but they didn't last
Ken: we don't allow ruminamts in here, no gnus is good gnus
Bunnyboy: brb. Bunnette's up the drive.
Elayne sighs.
Lili Lamont: What I love is that I order and he picks up. Now I can sit and chat and drink beer.
The Timeshredder: Hey! Where do we order the beer?
Bunnyboy: semi's hang
Elayne: Just don't sit on the beer.
Merlyn LeRoy: now we can make whisky!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'cat', just granted probation at 9:26 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Ken: ah, a canuck? we have a regular who's that way, but he's probably on his way to europe now
Lili Lamont: That only happens if I sit too long and let it settle.
cat: hey
Elayne: Hi Cat!
cat: am i on
The Timeshredder: Meow
Merlyn LeRoy: hey cat, you can have any name you want here
Ken: my grid, spreak of the debbil! hi cat
Elayne: I thought you were on your way to Europe.
cat: i was on the mirc chat room
Dexter Fong: Gato!
The Timeshredder: La chat
Lili Lamont: Hi, Cat! Ready for your European vacation?
Merlyn LeRoy: a couple names are a bit special, though
Elayne: Ken lies!
cat: i'm not in saskatchewan anymore
Merlyn LeRoy: or kansas
cat: yeah, monday i'll be in rome!
The Timeshredder: Did you click your heels together?
MrMuckle: Hey! Neither am I!
Elayne: Rome, Rome and he's strange...
Merlyn LeRoy: I think we're ALL not in kansas
cat: amazingi go away and phil austin shows up
Ken: yes, elayne, i lie every day. usually for about 7-8 hours
Dexter Fong: They would put him in Berlin, shredder
cat: you'll have to check my nose when i return
Merlyn LeRoy: that means we're all not in kansas anymore, in toto
Elayne: I wasn't here for PA either, Cat.
The Timeshredder: Ah!
Elayne: Ken, you might lie every day, but I die every night...
cat: i talked to him on the phone on monday
cat: he thought it likely he'd show up here tonight
The Timeshredder: And toto was a shnauzer, which is very berlin....
Lili Lamont: Austin?
cat: yeah
MrMuckle: Houston?
cat: amd all his powers
The Timeshredder: Houston, we have a problem, so many overlaps....
Ken: well, if we're going to name texas towns, amarillo
MrMuckle: swimming the overlaps
Ken: lick the underlaps
The Timeshredder: Do amarillos swim?
Lili Lamont: Yeah, doc's been getting a lot of correspondence from him. The guys are more into what he set up for them.
The Timeshredder: Wouldn't the shells sink them... Oh, Wait...
Ken: sorry, that's underLIPS
cat: austin told me to thank doc for his work on the blog
The Timeshredder: Lips... Cat... Hmmm....
cat: i'm sure austin can thank him plenty on his own
Elayne: Well, blogging is amazingly easy. I'm doing so myself now.
Lili Lamont: I just relayed that to him..When are you leaving? Doc wants to send you email.
Elayne: http://elayneriggs.blogspot.com
The Timeshredder: 'Scuse my ignorance, but "blogging"?
cat: we have to go to a strata meeting. i'll be back soon
Elayne: Short for "weblogging," Timeshredder. An online, public diary.
cat: i have to go away for a few minutes. i'll be back as soon as i can
Lili Lamont: Web logging.
Ken: ts: it's like a web diary
Elayne: 'Kay, Cat.
The Timeshredder: Ok....
Elayne: It's teaching me HTML coding whether I want to learn or not!
The Timeshredder: I work with adolescents, so I've encountered those....
The Timeshredder: But yours are probably more interesting....
The Timeshredder: "x is cute and I think I have a pimple" gets old quickly....
Elayne: The Fireblog should be more interesting than it is... it still seems somewhat in its infancy.
Ken: hell, timeshredder, we're all adolescent (or pre-) in brain power, we welcome you :)
||||||||| Catherwood leads Salvor inside, makes a note of the time (9:32 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Elayne: I'm looking forward to when David's portion gets revved up.
The Timeshredder: Everything online is in its infancy
Elayne: Hi Salvor!
Dexter Fong:
Ken: hail salvor
The Timeshredder: Hi, Salvor.
Dexter Fong: The Savior is here!
Elayne: Well, Timeshredder, some stuff is more embryonic than other stuff. :)
Lili Lamont: You were going to say something, Dex?
Ken: is that the jesus christ model or some other one?
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:32 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mr. Birdseed by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Elayne: I'm currently reformatting a lot of old Usenet reviews for uploading to my website, and rereading them seems like practically ancient history!
The Timeshredder: Some stuff I've seen would have to struggle to achieve embryonic state!
Elayne: Hey Mr. Birdseed (bring me a dream)!
Dexter Fong: Yes Lili: Was replying to something Phil Austin said last week
Ken: makes me remember that old song, "down to birdseeds and stemcells again"
Elayne: Dem's eats!
Lili Lamont: I've been out of it lately. I spent a couple of weeks in Hamilton. My daughter double fractured her tibia.
Elayne: Oh dear, Lili...
The Timeshredder: Bad news. Also Hamilton
Ken: bad news, lili, hope it's healing well by now
Lili Lamont: She's on crutches and her daughter just started school. She was going nuts.
Dexter Fong: Lili: Is that the auto accident with the lexus(?)
MrMuckle: Never a dull moment...
Lili Lamont: I did major cleaning and cooking. The up side is that I was so busy I even lost a few pounds.
Ken: mr-muckle: we specialize in shining up dull moments. you won't recognize 'em when we're done
Lili Lamont: No, Dex, she fell when her heel caught a broken curb. She had to get a lawyer.
MrMuckle: what a deal!
Dexter Fong: Jeeze...a string of bad things...sorry to hear that
Ken: lili: has the american disease of litigation spread to canada now?
MrMuckle: hard cheese
Dexter Fong: Well it's not coming to Jolly old England if I Edward have anything to say about it
Elayne: You'd be surprised, Dex.
Lili Lamont: Not in its extreme form. This is keeping her from working and she has an ambulance bill and hospital bills. Plus, she has to get help around the house. She really was incapacitated.
Dexter Fong: E: I am surprised
The Timeshredder: You hear more of these bizarre suits here, but we're not quite like the U.S. (shudder) yet
The Timeshredder: In regards to lawsuits
||||||||| "9:37 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Salvor, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
Elayne: "Not quite," Robin agrees.
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:37 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Lili Lamont by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: "Here!?"
||||||||| Doc Technical enters at 9:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
The Timeshredder: I'm a Canadian, eh?
Elayne: Hey Tom, welcome back!
Ken: i am amused at some of the suits i read about. leisure suits, double-breasted, etc. it's a crying shame
Doc Technical: Hi gang, just popped in to say - I have to pick up the pizza now...
Elayne: 'Kay.
Doc Technical: I will be back in 15 mins.
Ken: double anchovies?
The Timeshredder: Which Lilli is also, it seems
Doc Technical: See ya soon...
||||||||| "Hey Doc Technical!" ... Doc Technical turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:38 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Ken: And finding shoes to match...well, it's just impossible
Ken: time: cat is also :)
Elayne: I love the intros and outros, by the way!
||||||||| Lili Lamont enters at 9:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Ken: shoes for the dead--that's the ticket
The Timeshredder: Outrageous outros?
Elayne: Shoes? Gave 'em up years ago.
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe the reaper will kill someone tonight...
Dexter Fong: K: You got to have a ticket or they wont give you the shoes
MrMuckle: Now you sit in a tree and play the flute???
The Timeshredder: I've heard that happens here....
Lili Lamont: I have a candidate for that...
Ken: but, if i buy a ticket, that makes me a party to an implied contract. and i can't bring my camera or recording device.....
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'mrandmrssmith', just granted probation at 9:40 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Dexter Fong: ...and they'll check your shoes too
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Uncle-Ernie', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:40 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Ken: i want cash for MY shoes
Uncle-Ernie: G'Day Y'All
Merlyn LeRoy: The hardest part about intro & outros is coming up with a reasonable way to mention the time...
Dexter Fong: Gosh...what is all this new nickname stuff anyway
Elayne: Hey MrandMrs and Ernie!
Uncle-Ernie: Shoes for industry Ken?
Ken: ernie, m/m smith, good to see you here
MrMuckle: How-do, U-E
Elayne: I figure the new nicks are new folks, yes?
Ken: shoes are a very nice industry
Uncle-Ernie: Very well Mr. Muckle and U?
Elayne: True, Ken. Shoes and plastics, my boy.
Dexter Fong: brb got to see a man about a bear
Merlyn LeRoy: I suppose; who the hell are you?
MrMuckle: quite well, kinda
Elayne: It's in the water, Dex!
Ken: plastics are blas now, get into genetics
mrandmrssmith: old folk with temp name...
Elayne: Good lord, you can do an accent on your letters! I'm insanely jealous.
Merlyn LeRoy: 13 people on now
Uncle-Ernie: Thats why it's yellow Elayne.
The Timeshredder: Good number
Ken: hold down the "alt" key and type on the keypad, 0233
Lili Lamont: They're coming out of the woodwork.
Ken: like termites
Elayne: Oh dear, I have to look up my Alt-key codes now... used to have a chart...
The Timeshredder: My termite end soon here....
Ken: roasted termites are tasty, i hear
Merlyn LeRoy: in ♠
Elayne: Doesn't work anyway. I just get beeps, and no numbers type.
MrMuckle: look at yer "character map"
Merlyn LeRoy: I ♣ my cat
The Timeshredder: Where does one hear that?
Lili Lamont: Sadist!
Ken: and fold that map correctly when you're done with it!
The Timeshredder: You're just crawling with culinary info
Merlyn LeRoy: I my cat
Ken: ts: i watch way too many nature shows
Lili Lamont: That's better.
Elayne: Oh wait, you mean on the calculator pad, rather than above the letters on the keyboard?
Merlyn LeRoy: I &diamonds; my cat
Elayne: No, that doesn't work either. :(
Ken: right, elayne
The Timeshredder: Right. Discovery: THe Copulation Channel
Bunnyboy: back finally. Hang on, I'm gonna reset my display.
Elayne: Should I turn off the number lock first?
Bunnyboy: It goes in, it must come out.
Merlyn LeRoy: elayne, you can use HTML no matter what
Lili Lamont: I thought that was the Spice Channel.
||||||||| "Hey Bunnyboy!" ... Bunnyboy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:44 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Ken: won't work if numlock is off
The Timeshredder: They're working their way to I "spade" my cat, I know it
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:45 PM, then departs.
Elayne: Well, NumLock is on, and I'm just numb. It doesn't work for me at all.
Merlyn LeRoy: just do &#233;
Elayne: Yes, I'll try that, Merlyn, thanks.
cat: i'm back
Ken: é
Elayne: é
Lili Lamont: Looks like cartoon swearing.
The Timeshredder: The Spice Network?
cat: did i miss anything
Dexter Fong: é
Elayne: Ah, good, I'll do that instead. Where can I find the character listing again?
Bunnyboy: Another week of reckless indulgence.
Ken: as long as it's not the spice girls network, i'm for it
Merlyn LeRoy: mnemonic is &eacute;
Bunnyboy: Peter Gabriel's new album, UP, is out, and it's a gem.
cat: i'm not getting in
MrMuckle: ƥ
Lili Lamont: Please, I haven't eaten yet.
The Timeshredder: It's not what I really really want, either
Merlyn LeRoy: same for euml for umlaut, etc
Ken: e: start, programs, accessories, i think
cat: hey dex, i cant seem to get back on
Merlyn LeRoy: here are a bunch of HTML special chars: http://hotwired.lycos.com/webmonkey/reference/special_characters/
cat: hello?
MrMuckle: you LOOK on
cat: oh i can only get on when i talk to dex?
Ken: hi cat, it's working
Elayne: There's tons of stuff under Accessories, I'll use Merlyn's chart.
cat: aha
Lili Lamont: But, Cat, can you get off?
cat: easily enough
Merlyn LeRoy: get on what, cat?
Bunnyboy: I picked up 4, count 'em, 4 Special Edition DVDs this week: ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOO'S NEST, AMADEUS, UNFORGIVEN and SINGIN' IN THE RAIN.
The Timeshredder: Catch as cat's can
cat: the yellow line
Merlyn LeRoy: ¿Ai, carrumba?
cat: is there going to be a log of this chat?
Merlyn LeRoy: yes, automgically, cat
cat: is bf logging, or kend still, or doc?
Ken: ts: you fit right in here. puns, double entendres, not sequiturs, etc., all par for the course
The Timeshredder: I found this site through a log
MrMuckle: There already IS
Merlyn LeRoy: You can get the up-to-now log by pressing the 'log' link by the exit button
Ken: cat: bfw is logger now
cat: aha, ok, can someone send it to me at csimril@hotmail.com?
The Timeshredder: Isn't it a tree if it's in progress, a log later?
Bunnyboy: And my visiting brother turned me on to a damned addictive PC game: CIVILIZATION III.
Merlyn LeRoy: right now?
cat: i dont know if i'll be able to access alt.firesign from wherever i'll be
||||||||| Catherwood ushers YoYoDyne into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:49 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood leads PDr. Jawn inside, makes a note of the time (9:49 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
PDr. Jawn: is this thing on?
Elayne: Hi YoYo and Dr.J!
Bunnyboy: lo Yo, Jawn.
Ken: bun: civilization sucks, try playing anarchy!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: civ 3 is good.... there's bigger and better out of course
cat: hey doctor J
Elayne: Oh BB, Robin was really into that for awhile.
Merlyn LeRoy: OK cat
YoYoDyne: i appear to be in some sort of chat room
Ken: yo, dr.j
PDr. Jawn: hello one and all
Bunnyboy: Ken: Funny you should mention it - There IS an Anarchy mode.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: they charge for anarchy online hehehe
The Timeshredder: Hey
YoYoDyne: hiya friends, this is occasional lurker Trent
cat: good to see someone ive actually met here
Ken: yoyo: you're soul is trapped like a jinn in a bottle
mrandmrssmith: I've been playing that (small) god sim, Black and White, Bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: Yes Yo: You just appreared here a bit ago
Uncle-Ernie: Apperances can be decieving Yoyo
cat: hi yoyo
The Timeshredder: Yo!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: just got emperor middle kingdoms
cat: as in Yoyodyne from The Crying of Lot 49?
YoYoDyne: hi all. weird, i was just doing my finances and POOF!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: pretty alright
Merlyn LeRoy: how ya fixed for overthrusters?
MrMuckle: Yo, yoyo
The Timeshredder: I didn't pynch on to that
cat: lots of new folks here tonight
The Timeshredder: You're very observant
YoYoDyne: Big Boo-tAY TAY!
Dexter Fong: Yo: That's how the money goes...POOF!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: irc can be confusing methinks, to a n00b
Ken: i hope they all stay for the human sacrifice later
The Timeshredder: Hey, that was a follow up to my comment, not a smartass remark to "new folks"
cat: i've read crying of lot probably 50 times
Merlyn LeRoy: It's not my goddamn planet, understand monkey-boy?
PDr. Jawn: by
PDr. Jawn: this thing really flies by
YoYoDyne: LOL. no matter where you go...
The Timeshredder: I've read it once, but "Rainbow" maybe three times
Merlyn LeRoy: ...there I am
YoYoDyne: i always get asked: is that a pynchon ref or a buckaroo ref
Ken: smartass remarks are ok here
Elayne: My people! Alas, poor Robin doesn't understand my fascination with Buckaroo Bonzai...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i thought they were required kend
The Timeshredder: Sure, but I wouldn't want to take credit for ones I hadn't made...
Elayne: I always thought the Buckaroo YYD was a Pynchon ref...
The Timeshredder: ok, yes I would
PDr. Jawn: Buckaroo Bonzai was great!!!!
Ken: nick: only if you believe it so. faith, my son, is the only thing you need
mrandmrssmith: I met a girl with a Yoyodyne t-shirt, so I married her
PDr. Jawn: did you ever see Timerider?
Dexter Fong: Elayne: That's cause they's all sheepherders where he comes from...they don't know about Buckaroos
The Timeshredder: Timerider?
PDr. Jawn: Timerider!
The Timeshredder: This is starting to sound like a chorus
cat: mrandmrs, that makes sense
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, if we're talking scifi, doctor who is my bag
Dexter Fong: George Leroy Timerider?
The Timeshredder: Timerider timerider
Ken: timerider conjures up a vision of a giant timex with john cameron swayze saying "let's go"
YoYoDyne: did someone say Timerider!
||||||||| Lili Lamont departs at 9:53 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Doc Technical into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:53 PM, then departs.
The Timeshredder: Hey, speaking of Dr Who, I heard the Worst Ever Nerd Joke today....
Merlyn LeRoy: hey, I've interviews 2 doctors who
Elayne: So anyway, if you want to hear David reading his poetry on a local cable show, go to http://www.electricedge.com/testingtesting/archive/08-05-02/08-05-02.htm - that is all, lovers!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: oh, that and Rush limbaugh show would apply as well i think?
Bunnyboy: Oh, bye Lili!
Elayne: Hey Tom!
Doc Technical: Nice seeing Buckaroo Bonzai again (on cable last week)
NickNickNickyK-Nick: Worst Episode Ever
The Timeshredder: Stop me if you've heard this....
Elayne: Tom, we'll have to work on Robin, he doesn't have the Bonzai appreciation yet.
YoYoDyne: doesn't sound familiar so far....
Doc Technical: Timerider - wasn't that Fred Ward?
cat: hey doc
NickNickNickyK-Nick: he's transmitting via esp
The Timeshredder: "What's multi-tentacled, evil, and travels through time and space in a phone booth?
Ken: intensive care ward
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Just keep pruning Robin and he'll get it
The Timeshredder: "Dr. Cthulwho"
cat: i thougfht you'd become a figment of memory
The Timeshredder: Unspeakably awful, no?
YoYoDyne: OUCH!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, that's rotten timeshredder... thx :)
Elayne: I thought the punchline was a Spider-Man reference (Dr. Octopus)...
Uncle-Ernie: Don't wuit your day timer Time
YoYoDyne: have you guys heard the Carpenter's "close to you" redone for Cthulhu fans?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: now... the old ones are also the cthulhu, right?
Ken: must be you have to know dr. who to understand that one
Doc Technical: Great cast - Barkin, Weller, Goldblum (in that ridiculous cowboy outfit), Llody...
Uncle-Ernie: wuit = quit
The Timeshredder: No, THat is the ultimate evil, from the sound of things
NickNickNickyK-Nick: nah, a dr who and lovejoy fan
Elayne: Yes, yes, Tom, Robin has seen all these things. He's still not convinced.
Merlyn LeRoy: While all YOU people were just screwing around, I implemented a new feature and updated the software right under your very fingers.
Doc Technical: TV version of Hitchhiker much influenced by "Who" production values
Elayne: Hang on, how do you do boldface?
PDr. Jawn: quit = wuit
Ken: pray tell, mr. leroy
YoYoDyne: i'll post the Carpenter's spoof to the newsgroup
The Timeshredder: Yes. Of course, Douglas Adams worked on Dr who scripts....
Doc Technical thinks Merlyn's got the POWER!
YoYoDyne: it's priceless
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hehehe.... found a way to get it to work in mirc leroy? hehehe
cat: i had an uncle ernie once
The Timeshredder: And then there was just the BBC budget thing
Merlyn LeRoy: boldface is <b>bold</b>
cat: also a cat by that name, whome docjawn, elayne and doc have met
NickNickNickyK-Nick: bbc has a budget?
Bunnyboy: AMAZING SPIDER MAN has 2 Doc Ocks, presently.
Uncle-Ernie: I once had a cat too!
PDr. Jawn: I had many earnest uncles
Ken: bold
YoYoDyne: is that bbc one, two three... twelve, thirteen..?
PDr. Jawn: all dead now
NickNickNickyK-Nick: but you're strong enough for a woman, right ken?
Uncle-Ernie: I was a DJ most of my life hence the name?
cat: i even corresponded with douglas adams, when he was still alive.
Doc Technical: bbc 3.14159...
cat: now, it;s kind of a waste of stamps
YoYoDyne: LOL. the irrational bbc
Ken: lol, nick! no women in my life at the moment, but i'm open to trying one again
NickNickNickyK-Nick: 3.1415297
NickNickNickyK-Nick: so NYAH
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't use stamps, let him pay for it
NickNickNickyK-Nick: 297
NickNickNickyK-Nick: 927
Doc Technical: if yer gonna split hairs i'm gonna pissoff.... :)
The Timeshredder: Nick's going for a piece of the BBC pi
mrandmrssmith: Too often too late to say thanks for the salmon of doubt
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i blame the keyboard for my inability to push pi 2 places
YoYoDyne: we're about to get hit with the remnants of Isidore here in Ohio
Ken: http://www.angio.net/pi/piquery
The Timeshredder: The Salmon of Doubt, the Seal of Approval. Holy Phoque!
Elayne: Robin wants to sign off by saying "Bugger I Bonzai," so it's good night from him, and it's goodnight from me. Till next week, all!
Doc Technical: The Apex Of ...uh, something...
The Timeshredder: G'night, stranger
Ken: bye, e
Doc Technical: nite e
Merlyn LeRoy: nite, elayne
MrMuckle: >>>>>I've forgotten things I thought I never knew...
Uncle-Ernie: Ta ta E
YoYoDyne: see ya
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
Doc Technical: If I know then what I knew now...
Bunnyboy: whoa! I got a wipe!
cat: by el. see you in december
Bunnyboy: nite E
Ken: handy wipe?
YoYoDyne: you guys are nothing but a pack of cards! :)
Dexter Fong: I got a wipe and ids and I need a job
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:00 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
MrMuckle: shoulda wiped earlier!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:00 PM", then leaves hurridly.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Ken: i wipe after every evacuation
Doc Technical: YYD: Eat me... drink me...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ooooh.... "Hack", a new CBS show
PDr. Jawn: *wavies*
Dexter Fong: Bun: The old revolving door trick
||||||||| "Hey PDr. Jawn!" ... PDr. Jawn turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:01 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: It would appear that the commercial has broken some kind of world record for
Bunnyboy: Naw. I accidentally sent a private message to Jawn, and when he replied, y'all went away.
The Timeshredder: Long day tomorrow, ends with "chaperoning" a dance. Great to meet you all. Good night!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: cliches
Ken: hack: a new mascot for the american lung association
Bunnyboy: nite TS
YoYoDyne: hack and his friend weezy
NickNickNickyK-Nick: cya shedder
Ken: later, timeshredder
MrMuckle: Gunnite, TS
Dexter Fong: Don't spike the punch TS
cat: they come, they go
Merlyn LeRoy: Bunnyboy: sounds like you accidentally went into "hear red" mode
The Timeshredder: Sure will!
Doc Technical: nite ts
Ken: don't punch the spike either
||||||||| The Timeshredder departs at 10:02 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
YoYoDyne: where do they all go when they fade away like that
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ken, i certainly prefer my mascots with a cigarette dangling out of their mouth
Dexter Fong: McCarthy syndrome?
Ken: hear red?
Bunnyboy: Gee, what is chaperoning like nowadays? "Just the tip, son. You know the rules!"
cat: now i cant get into this chat thing again
cat: ah, the power of doubt!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: try inhaling cat
Dexter Fong: You're in Cat
Merlyn LeRoy: "hear red" mode means to only print lines from people with red names, so you can filter out the chatter
YoYoDyne: my browser is in a constant flurry of activity reloading the page savagely
Doc Technical: cat: what do you mean, you just did...
Bunnyboy: cat's in you.
cat: i'm usually inhaling, nick
Dexter Fong: Like Flynn
cat: my words dont always register on this thing
MrMuckle: Fur-ball!
Doc Technical: anyway if you lose the input line (happened to Ken a few times last week), just logout and log back in to chat - three lines, no waiting...
Ken: i inhale when i have the chance....
cat: errol? he died in vancouver
Uncle-Ernie: Cat inhaling Road Apple Red?
Dexter Fong: That's okay Cat, they don't always register on me
cat: bc bud, buddy to the planet
YoYoDyne: what did you say?
Merlyn LeRoy: if you lose the input, a browser refresh should fix it
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hey, don't bogart that road apple red
cat: here
Dexter Fong: there
Uncle-Ernie: Passes Nick etc a cyber toke
Merlyn LeRoy: anyone want a tour of the other rooms?
MrMuckle: everywhere
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, wonder if i can break something by trying to come in here with opera or mozilla
YoYoDyne: and everywhere...< john and paul strum gently on the guitars>
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:05 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Ken: nick: i'm mozilla and nothing is broken
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:05 PM", then leaves hurridly.
cat: its a delicate hubbly-bubbly, needs fresh fire frequently
Doc Technical: There are - other rooms!?
Dexter Fong: Bri: Can we see the portrait gallery?
||||||||| It's 10:05 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Doc Technical: Gad, it's a veritable mansion
MrMuckle: Catheterwood seems busy tonight!
Merlyn LeRoy: yes dex, just pull down the menu and select "new room"
Ken: it's about time he earns his keep
Dexter Fong: Catheter? lol
cat: bummer. i'm leaving irc land just when it gets interesting
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, yes. this menu thing of which you speak........
Merlyn LeRoy: Ah, elayne lost at "Beat the Reaper"
cat: i wonder how many of these folks will appear here regularly?
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat: Bon Voyage =)
cat: catherwood is a bot, instead of one of the original irc folks?
YoYoDyne: i'm a first timer myself and i'm scared
mrandmrssmith ostensibly forgetting to inhale, passes toke to the left
cat: thanks dex
Ken: cat: please enjoy the world tour. send us a postcard every now and then
Merlyn LeRoy: I'll email the chat log (as plain text)
YoYoDyne: there's words flying all over the screen
Doc Technical: I've been dead from the ways a few times ... it's NOT FUN...
Dexter Fong: But but bot?
cat: hey dex (and the rest of you on Red Shift) just got music for it delivered today
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy walks away to another chat room.
Doc Technical: oops - yaws
cat: forgot to tell elayne that, as she and robin are on it
Ken: if you go to new room, is it simultaneous or only one per customer?
cat: she can read the log
Merlyn LeRoy: hey folks, I'm by the Public Address System, so everyone can still hear me, though I don't hear you...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i'll log you
||||||||| Dexter Fong sneaks away...
Doc Technical: am i still in the waiting room?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: SMASH THE MIRROR!
Doc Technical: I guess I am...
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:08 PM.
||||||||| Bunnyboy, spotting Bradshaw, runs into a different room.
||||||||| "I'm going to another room" says Ken, and leaves.
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy sneaks away...
Doc Technical: But them I won't be able to see myself
||||||||| Bunnyboy has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:08 PM.
||||||||| Bunnyboy walks away to another chat room.
||||||||| Ken climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 10:08 PM
||||||||| Doc Technical, spotting Bradshaw, runs into a different room.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i can't figure out where this "menu" thing is
Uncle-Ernie: Where did all the kids go?
Ken: ok, it's one room at a time, just like in real life
cat: doc, i'll send you copy of dat i got from jer today.
YoYoDyne: can i ask a FST related question?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: oic
Ken: nick: to the right of the text entry line
||||||||| 10:09 PM -- Dexter Fong enters.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| NickNickNickyK-Nick walks away to another chat room.
cat: boddhisatva boogie ought be released, on the red shift website when the plays' finished
Ken: go, yo
||||||||| NickNickNickyK-Nick has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:09 PM.
Ken: or, if your hands are greasy, gojo
NickNickNickyK-Nick: think i'll sit here
||||||||| Bunnyboy walks in and says "It's 10:10 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 10:10 PM
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i've found better than gojo
YoYoDyne: these xm radio clips, they are only just a fraction of the whole show, right? any plans to release the whole shows?
||||||||| klokwkdog enters at 10:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: That's not a question
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:10 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
MrMuckle: Go, Yoyo
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 10:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
YoYoDyne: life has its ups and downs --yoyo
||||||||| Dexter Fong, spotting Bradshaw, runs into a different room.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: a "waterless" hand cleaner
Ken: merlyn should have an answer to that one
Merlyn LeRoy: yoyo: don't know yet; some of it will be
NickNickNickyK-Nick: pretty nifty
||||||||| Doc Technical has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:10 PM.
Doc Technical: back
NickNickNickyK-Nick: yes the xm shows are longer
Merlyn LeRoy: I've made a test DVD of mark time & nick danger bits
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i believe that there is a faq
Bunnyboy: bri: I ran over to the Sitting Room, saw you and Doc, shouted out, no echoes or nuthin. Wassup?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i don't have xm unfortunately
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (10:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
klokwkdog: what *is* going on here?
Merlyn LeRoy: but I don't think they could release all of every show, because they play other recordings that they can't re-sell
Ken: and the u.s. still has mx. life isn't fair at all, is it?
Doc Technical: It would be nice if, when someone leaves a room, it shows everyone in the room whick new room they took off to...
YoYoDyne: yeah, isn't xm for just the car? i don't have a car. < trent displays his lack of appeal to women everywhere >
Ken: hi klok
Doc Technical: klok: Merlyn has been weaving his coding majick
cat: klok
mrandmrssmith: I'm so XMless, I had to resort to BB3 to hear announcering from PP
Merlyn LeRoy: you sure it was the sitting room, bunnyboy?
klokwkdog: not yet, but soon...
Doc Technical: The chat room is now multiple rooms - you can get lost in this place!
klokwkdog: massive lag on this thing tonight
Ken: klok: you probably need to reconfigure your refresh rate
Bunnyboy: bri: Yup. And you and Doc were "bold".
MrMuckle: I thot it was just me
Merlyn LeRoy: doc: I'll add that for public rooms, but you can make your own unlisted rooms, and the only way they stay unlisted is to not reveal the name
YoYoDyne: maybe i could get a broken down car and put xm in it < sfx: nervous laughter >
NickNickNickyK-Nick: if i had my 2cents input, i'd run an irc server on that box (over by there)
klokwkdog: all together now: FEATURES FOR FEATURES' SAKE!
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy, spotting Bradshaw, runs into a different room.
Doc Technical: Feeping Creaturitis
Bunnyboy: klok: It's the'merican Way!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: but that's just me... the refresh thing on this chatroom is driving me nutso :)
YoYoDyne: LOL
Doc Technical: bunny
Ken: yo: good idea, that would really impress 'em :)
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 10:13 PM
klokwkdog: /nick klokgetsbeer
YoYoDyne: it's so refreshing
Doc Technical: you ever play with a FiZmO Bunny?
Merlyn LeRoy: Bunnyboy, you said two things in the Sitting Room
Doc Technical explains: FiZmO an ill-fated synth Ensoniq made a coupla years ago
Bunnyboy: Merlyn: That I did. But I didn't see my text, or any response.
Merlyn LeRoy: no, kwg, people can go into different rooms to have their own chats
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ensoniq was ill-fate as well
Merlyn LeRoy: bunnyboy, you can't talk in the sitting room; "Mick, me man't malk mere!"
Bunnyboy: Doc: No. But I'm startin' to envision having a Nord or two. Heck, it's me maither's maiden name!
Ken: the sitting room is anechoic chamber?
Dexter Fong: "Mick, me man't malk mere!"
YoYoDyne: a friend got a Nord Lead, i never hear from him much so i think he likes it
Dexter Fong: "There's an echo"
Doc Technical: BB: No kidding! Anyway, ordered "blemished" FiZmO on impulse from Musician's Friend last week...
Merlyn LeRoy: and nobody can hear us in the chapel
Bunnyboy: echo
Bunnyboy: ECHO
YoYoDyne: what did you say?
Doc Technical: It arrived this evening: NO manual, NO power supply, NO warranty card, NO sound editing software CD...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i think he said something about yo mama
Ken: what's the truth to the myth that a duck's quack won't echo?
MrMuckle: that's BLEMISHED, all right!!!
Doc Technical: I sent them a heated reply, if they don't get something out to me in the next 5 days I'm packing it back up and returning it
Merlyn LeRoy: and have NickNickNickyK-Nick explain what happens if you log in as regnad
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah, you bought a doorstop to go along with your turbine doc?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: yah, i liked that merlyn
klokwkdog: /nick klokwkdog
Ken: nick: you got some splanin to do
Dexter Fong: Thanks Bri =))
NickNickNickyK-Nick: can't use my dalnet nick here tho hehehehe
Doc Technical: if I could only get this dag-blame water pump ta turn over...
Bunnyboy: Doc: That sounds like my initial experience with picking up a Tascam US-428 from GuitarCenter. NO manual or power supply. Got amended goodies in short order, though. Same day.
Merlyn LeRoy: hit it with your poiuyt
Dexter Fong: Doc: Stand on your head
NickNickNickyK-Nick: you tried shouting at it doc?
cat: in the dag house?
Ken: doc: tickle it, it will turn over
YoYoDyne: a friend of mine who lived in france says they don't refer to duck sounds as quacks, but rather "coin", as in "coin coin coin" (try it). -=trent, hoarder of useless knowledge
Doc Technical: Nicky: yes you can, but you have to click Exit button and then log back in
cat: Hammer? Scald
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i repaired a midid for someone once.... guitar center wanted $200 to replace a faulty floppy drive
Merlyn LeRoy: no doc, try it; log out & in as regnad
cat: inteeresting, yoyo. i can use that somewhere
klokwkdog: Hammer is going to be delayed, something about internal array problems
Ken: cat, dag brought that on?
Doc Technical: Dagwood Hammersjold
NickNickNickyK-Nick: and I mean "floppy drive".... nothing proprietary about it
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'HasNoName', just granted probation at 10:18 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Doc Technical: Hey Has!
Merlyn LeRoy: hey hnn
Doc Technical: Welcome to the all-new all-blue Firesign Chat!
Dexter Fong: Hey HNN
Uncle-Ernie: Hi Has?
HasNoName: So this is the new chat place?
Ken: hi has
Bunnyboy: lo HNN
cat: has, the other original
Doc Technical: ALways glad to see you [insert name here]
NickNickNickyK-Nick: roll out the barrels, hasnoname is here!
YoYoDyne: hi hnn
HasNoName: There are always multiple originals, cat.
Bunnyboy: My SERVANTS are in those barrels!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: oh for fuck's sake
MrMuckle: I know you sister, CNN!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: turn on tech tv
klokwkdog: if it's a guitar shop, it's proprietary -- and darn near black magic once you get beyond pickups
NickNickNickyK-Nick: "Samsung Internet Refridgerator"
Ken: multiple originals are not as good as multiple orgasms
NickNickNickyK-Nick: replete with a dvd player and a tablet pc
HasNoName: Don't I know it...
cat: not on this irc, has
HasNoName: No, actually, I don't know it...
klokwkdog: multiple *anythings* are generally not a good sign as you get older...
Doc Technical: Ken: you got that right... :)
Bunnyboy: This climax Pat. Pend.
Uncle-Ernie: Get in this barrel darling and we'll do it hurricane style!
Ken: but does it keep the milk from spoiling?
MrMuckle: ...are not as good as multiple bank accounts...
mrandmrssmith: I'm all out of multiple identity stamps
YoYoDyne: multiple scler--no that's not funny
cat: here, have one of mine
NickNickNickyK-Nick: no, but you can watch it spoil from your work cubicle i'll bet
Doc Technical: or Multiple Identity Stamps!!!!!
Bunnyboy: Who needs Identity Stamps?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hey pablo, i think you broke the president
Uncle-Ernie: Show off, throw a towel over it!
Doc Technical: smithys beet me too it
Ken: your passport, maybe?
mrandmrssmith: You see, this card was dirty...
Bunnyboy: Tyrone!
YoYoDyne: do some pushups!~~
MrMuckle: he's no fun - he fell right over!
klokwkdog: /me has just finished "Outlaw Bank" about BCCI -- multiple bank accounts certainly worked for hem
Doc Technical: she can throw a mean one...
||||||||| Regular enters at 10:21 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Doc Technical: klok: no /me, just a colon
Dexter Fong: Haw? Klok?
HasNoName: Ah, not all the IRC tricks work here...
klokwkdog: ?
HasNoName: /me speak pretty one day.
Doc Technical: colon = IRC '/me'
NickNickNickyK-Nick like this?
Ken: klok: it's nice that we know the irc tricks, and can decipher your cryptic stypic remarks :)
Doc Technical: Has: no, but straight HTML certainly does!
Dexter Fong: Say Regular...got any of that dope the kids were smoking when they disappeared the high school?
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:22 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Regular by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
NickNickNickyK-Nick: /mode +k ken
YoYoDyne: HTML works in here? < evil grin >
Merlyn LeRoy: who was that?
HasNoName: You mean like this>http://www.memepool.com/">this?
Dexter Fong Guess not
cat: regular and ethyl too?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i don't think regular was holdin'
MrMuckle: Who was that masked man?
Merlyn LeRoy: play nice, yoyo, and try not to leave unterminated HTML
HasNoName: or maybe not.
cat: lenny bruce
klokwkdog: why did the others get turned off?
Bunnyboy: I read a leedle TV Guide blurb about Sir Anthony Hopkins today. Seems he did the long walk on the Stairmaster, and went on a diet, to prepare for Red Dragon. I guess it was cheaper, and more expeditious, than the CGI that was originally mentioned as a possibility...
Ken: arnold will show up if unterminated?
mrandmrssmith: I don't know what Xander was thinking when he built the new Sunnydale High over the old one
Merlyn LeRoy: HNN, just use an url, It'll get converted
Doc Technical: It's getting dark ...Everything's fading... can'tsee...
YoYoDyne: yes, HTML is a force so great that it can only be used for good or evil
Uncle-Ernie: I was starring down the barrels of three 45's and that one in the middle looked hungry!
HasNoName: Oh, like this http://www.memepool.com
Doc Technical: no, that's good or evil...
Bunnyboy: Oh, no! He's....palienated!
Doc Technical: damn, blink doesn't work?
Dexter Fong: Don't just stand there talkin' to yourself Uncle Ernie...get in the car or we'll see if your rod matches these
YoYoDyne: testing testing...
Bunnyboy: Ow!
YoYoDyne: eek!
HasNoName: Whoa, I thought they took blink out of Mozilla...
MrMuckle: turned into a woodpecker???
Doc Technical: we can shout, don't hear you...
Ken: you dont have to shout, i'm not blind
YoYoDyne: sorry!
klokwkdog: do they still have marquis?
Uncle-Ernie: Looki at that bear lapping up that good ole country water ...
Merlyn LeRoy: I don't know what's with blink
cat: the testing of font 49
Dexter Fong: Guys.........it's blinking
Doc Technical: the marquee de sad?
Uncle-Ernie: Thats Funk 49 Cat!
klokwkdog: that'll do in a pynch...
Bunnyboy: fonts in HTML are about 5 varieties.
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe a blink test
HasNoName: what kind of beer does that bear make, Ernie?
Doc Technical: cat: lol
YoYoDyne: it's blinking, but is it aliiiiiveeee...
Dexter Fong: Whoooo! The James Gang =))
Ken: yellow does NOT read well here
Bunnyboy: (sings) I know whatcher DOin!
Doc Technical: "It's in the water ... that's why it's unreadable..."
cat: lifes been good to joe walsh so far
mrandmrssmith: It must be time to run to the fridge for a Whiz
klokwkdog: well, you just have to use a red background, ken
HasNoName: Why can't yellow read?: A growing American tragedy.... so Cat can sit back and laugh...
Uncle-Ernie: Sure makes a big hairy guy like me thirsty Doc!
Merlyn LeRoy: Odd; blink shows on NN but not IE
Doc Technical: I'm drinking a "Double Bag" (for real - that's what the beer is called) right now
Merlyn LeRoy: for me, at least
cat: i do my best
Ken: klok: no red background here. i am not now and have hever been a communist
YoYoDyne: double bag? that conjures up strange images.
klokwkdog: if cat can watch US TV, he can sit back and laugh. is the war started yet?
Dexter Fong: Yay for NN
Uncle-Ernie: Mrand mrssmith how about a nice blue moss?
Doc Technical: It's a Vermont brew from "Long Trail".. and there are cows on the label
cat: thankfully you all arent drinking okanagan crisp apple cidre tonight
HasNoName thinks the use of colons harkens back to the MUSH days...
Doc Technical: The beer is not white, thank goodness...
cat: if it were out where you were, there wouldnt be enough for us in bc
Bunnyboy: cat: Is bad?
Doc Technical has mush for brains
YoYoDyne: LOL. is it warm and ... er... gamey?
Ken why a colon? why not a rectum?
HasNoName: Do they make white beer?
cat: surprised to see in it in sask, and for less than here
klokwkdog: U.S. To Bomb Antarctica: http://www.salon.com/comics/boll/2002/09/26/boll/index.html
mrandmrssmith: I can't remember whether the moss is bluer in Heater, or in the Hellmouth
cat: blues for mr. devil
NickNickNickyK-Nick: mush, not moo hnn?
Doc Technical: klok: oh, i forgot to read Tom The Dancing Bug today - thanx for the reminder
MrMuckle: But it's hotter in Heater!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: or even a mud!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: is the FST mush/moo/mud still around?
klokwkdog: I can take or leave it, but today's is wicked good
Bunnyboy: "Aw, we were young and impetuous, slapping colons left and right, in the TinyCWRU days..."
Doc Technical: This is nice, 13 people in chat right now...
Doc Technical: tres kewel
Uncle-Ernie: But cheaper at both Corn Giant Stores!
Doc Technical: (not to mention those that have already come 'n' gone)
klokwkdog: does something bad happen at 13?
HasNoName: The mush is still around, as far as I know...
Bunnyboy: Don't ask, don't tell. And that's an order, you crazy kids!
klokwkdog: whatever happened to ol' Corn Giant?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: ah... i remember jumping on it in... 1993?
HasNoName: klok - we'll need a 14th before we can go on our quest.
Doc Technical: klok: 13 O'clock? That's later than anyone's ever been before!
mrandmrssmith: Geeze, the mush was around in like, 93, wasn't it?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i also remember seeing someone play "zen and the art of the internet"
Uncle-Ernie: Still there, that's where I buy my tins of Billy Jack Dog food!
Doc Technical: sounds about right smithee
Dexter Fong Time to move the car...summer's over and it's harder than previously...catch you all in awhile I hop
HasNoName: mrandmrs - later than that, I think...
||||||||| "Hey Dexter Fong!" ... Dexter Fong turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:31 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
mrandmrssmith: OK, but no later than 94...
cat: by dex
Doc Technical: Move that car.... lift that parking brake...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: mebbe 94.... hard to remember
YoYoDyne: bye
||||||||| the 801 enters at 10:31 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
MrMuckle: And I hear the dinner bell in the Great Pacific NW
Ken: 801?
Uncle-Ernie: Thanks for the chat Y'all but I got to get the magazine out, Mr. Birdseed go to press!
HasNoName remembers getting into the much near the beginning, but after he'd been on the newsgroup for a little while, and that started for HNN in Fall of '93...
Doc Technical: Hopefully Dex will be back after he gets his car to the other side of the street?
Ken: sounds odd to me.....
MrMuckle: See y'all lazer
the 801: so, what's the bird's eye lowdown on Weirdly Cool
cat: barn those had her, dash her's
Merlyn LeRoy: bye muckle
YoYoDyne: see ya
HasNoName: "Don't follow the Dex when he makes the Street"
||||||||| "10:32 PM? I'm late!" exclaims MrMuckle, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
Doc Technical: nite Muskster
Uncle-Ernie: http://issuesandalibis.org
cat: mucky mucks mucked
mrandmrssmith: 93 and 94 were the only years I would have entered the mush from waltsdeadnow.com
cat: is mrandmrssmith catherwood?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i preferred my isps from terrorists and freaks back then
cat: this is becomming more and more pk dickian by the moment
Doc Technical: or Larry Y?
YoYoDyne: i have to see a man about a dog... later all, this was refreshing (especially for the browser)... off to thwart tristero & the lectroids
NickNickNickyK-Nick: www.ripco.com is still around........
||||||||| Uncle-Ernie runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Uncle-Ernie?! It's 10:33 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Ken: is walt STILL dead like franco?
Doc Technical: nite YYD
Doc Technical: Ken: as far as you know....
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i thought walt was on ice under magic mountain
mrandmrssmith: No, I was posting about Sloppy Smurf getting a virtual haircut from John Goodman
Doc Technical: methane ice...
cat: off you go, yoyo. hope to see in when i return in dec
mrandmrssmith: The Waltsicle is merely in suspended animation
NickNickNickyK-Nick: cya cat!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: don't get caught in sector r without your passport
HasNoName: Yes, it was June of 1994. Found Catherwood's post about it on google...
Doc Technical: cat: you leave this weekend?
||||||||| the 801 departs at 10:35 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
cat: mine's brand new.
cat: brown paint still fresh!
NickNickNickyK-Nick: gimme dat link hnn
NickNickNickyK-Nick: google isn't complete enough for me
||||||||| It's 10:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| YoYoDyne - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cat: doc, i leave monday
NickNickNickyK-Nick: can't find half of my flame wars from back then!
cat: next irc we'll be in rome
klokwkdog: have a good trip
Doc Technical: wow - you must be soooooooo psyched!
cat: guarding our noses
Doc Technical: I know I would be...
HasNoName: Here: http://groups.google.com/groups?selm=1.1814.1329.0N27D011%40dscmail.com&output=gplain
cat: like, yeah
Ken: the aroma in roma is not good?
cat: ive been wanting to go to italy since i read The Decammeron in the 10th grade
cat: lili said the metro stunk, we'll find out
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hrm.... i used to know the difference twixt a moo, a mush and a mud
NickNickNickyK-Nick: now the thought just makes my teeth ache
Doc Technical: why is that pizza leaning?
cat: america has been described as a land of olfactory blandness and canada too, compared with much of the rest of the world
HasNoName: they don't put as much sauce on it, doc.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: you have never been to a subway in ny i assume cat
HasNoName: nothing to hold it down...
cat: yes i was, nick, but in 64
Doc Technical: Ah, the joys of the 4-5-6...
cat: had a great time
cat: worlds fair and all
Doc Technical: N-R...
NickNickNickyK-Nick: hit gay paree (they pee in the streets, dontchaknow?)
Doc Technical: 1-2-3-9...
Ken: i used to work at an olfactory. it was new in 1948
Doc Technical: B-D-F-Q...
klokwkdog: lol
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i've stunted my olfactory nerves quite well thru tobaccoo
Doc Technical: (all NYC subway lines)
Bunnyboy: Aw, I gotta feed the girl. Have a swell nite, gents.
NickNickNickyK-Nick: not sure that i'm missing much
HasNoName: ol factory? didn't he write for ASTOUNDING STORIES in the 1920s?
cat: by bun
Doc Technical: NY subways are a good way to destroy your hearing too! (wha-at?)
klokwkdog: nite BB
Doc Technical: nice bb
cat: when i get back, want to share red shift tunes with you and doc
HasNoName: night, bb
NickNickNickyK-Nick: cya bb
Doc Technical: cat: i greatly look forward to that!
||||||||| Bunnyboy runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 10:40 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
mrandmrssmith: What stinks is what happened to Ol' Forry's Famous Monsters collection...
cat: you heare the music bunny wrote, eh doc?
cat: for red shift scenes?
Doc Technical: P'niss Nose...
cat: jer wrote a boddhisatva boogie that kick's eric cartman's ass
Doc Technical: cat: not yet (I don't think...)
Doc Technical:

Doc Technical: have I?
Ken: uh oh, the dreaded unterminated html?
klokwkdog: where is Ash?
cat: ok, i'll include it on cd of jer's new stuff i'll send you monday before we leave, doc
Ken: on the end of the cigar, klok
Doc Technical: that was my fault, I did a <b> without a matching </b>
klokwkdog: did he leave?
NickNickNickyK-Nick: i'll terminate your html
cat: dex left, yes
Doc Technical: cool cat - i look forward to it!
Ken: pahking the cah
Merlyn LeRoy: it's supposed to check for that, but too much confuses the grep
Doc Technical: Good Grid, get a GREP man...
cat: gave jer the footage we shot in sask and a lonnie liston tune, expansions. you know it?
klokwkdog: I'll terminate your html and raise you Header Text 2...
cat: kind of the feel i want for shots of wheat fields thru speeding car
klokwkdog: death to whitespace! get me a Tab with a twist...
Doc Technical: lonnie liston smith? know the artist, tune name doesn't ring a bell (but then I'm no quasimodo)
Ken: how about getting shot while wheat speeds through the car?
klokwkdog: the only breakfast cereal shot from guns!
Ken: you can get germs from wheat though, be careful
klokwkdog just read about Sitting Bull in sask today; sad story
Doc Technical: it's full of in-gree-dients!
cat: ah, glee
klokwkdog: poly-unsaturated gree
Merlyn LeRoy: cat, what time zone are you in?
Ken: is gree short for greed, greek or green?
cat: lots of sad sask stories, including my flick
Merlyn LeRoy: it's 10:46 PM in NYC
cat: pacific, merlyn
klokwkdog: Zone 3, Merlyn
Merlyn LeRoy: oh
mrandmrssmith: No more Weedies for me, after the iron lung...
Doc Technical: vancouver time same as el lay
cat: but on monday i'll be in rome zone, whatever that is
cat: maybe felini will invade my dreams
Doc Technical: The Rome Zone
Ken: central you're-a-peein' zone?
cat: roberto begnini will slobber all over fumiyo
Doc Technical: for 8-1/2 hours?
cat: and strange things will happen to our shoes
Doc Technical: amardiscord
klokwkdog: MET is big over there
cat: only taking my cords. leaving my discords
cat: in the boot of my cord eight one oh
Ken: mittel-european?
mrandmrssmith: Eris might be pissed...
cat: not good to piss of gods of wrath
Ken: and eros might be cupid too :)
klokwkdog: seems to cover everything from Paris to Belgrade; not sure if because the place is so small or the people all want to avoid changing their watches
cat: is it same as grenich time?
klokwkdog: add 6 to here or 9 to there and you've got Europe covered
cat: so i'm going 9 hours into the future?
Ken: i cover europe with a tarp when necessary
mrandmrssmith: Or wax wroth when you meant Pyst...
cat: what will it look like?
klokwkdog: ah, no, no, never to have same time as arrogant English!
cat: will they have flying cars and tv phones?
Ken: what time in cote d'ivoire? IT"S COUP TIME!
cat: a duck flys the coop
Doc Technical: With six you get canole
klokwkdog: it is better to use the bus, esp. in Italy, yes, they drive fast and poorly
cat: do you have prince albert in a canole?
klokwkdog: i have heard bad things about air travel in Europe: not dangerous, just expensive and clunky
cat: you think i should abbandon my italy train pass and take buses instead?
Ken: in monaco, prince albert is in a canoe
Doc Technical: well, you'd better scrape the cheese off of him!
cat: maybe in spain, where we have no pass, bus may be better.
cat: e'll find out
klokwkdog thought he was in a palace....
Bubba's Brain: Chicken Noodle Coup?!?!
Doc Technical: stick with the trains, i hear mussolini made 'em run on time
Ken: don't forget the rain in spain falls mainly in de plane
klokwkdog: on bus, you get to mix with a much higher class of pickpockets than on the street
HasNoName: the secret messages in my eyelids say it's time for sleep... night all...
Doc Technical: the precipiataion in portugal pelts primarily on the plateau
Doc Technical: nite hnn
Ken: g'nite h
cat: yeah, we're flying from milano to geneva and back for more money than it cost to fly returtn to regina. 4000 miles vs maybe 300?
klokwkdog: nite
||||||||| "Hey HasNoName!" ... HasNoName turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:53 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
cat: by has
mrandmrssmith: Must soon be in two places at once...
Merlyn LeRoy waves
klokwkdog: (do these things appear in the log?)
Doc Technical waves
cat: are those like sign waves?
Ken: everything appears in the log, including the secret meaning of life
Doc Technical: klok: W.A.L.T.E.R. sees everything
Doc Technical: 42
klokwkdog: yeah, I can fly to Bangkok for $650 round trip on Cathay Pacific
Ken: you just have to read betwixt the lines
mrandmrssmith: I'll imminently be not anywhere at all
Merlyn LeRoy: what things, KWD?
Doc Technical: dang - sorry ya gotta go smithee
Doc Technical: will u be back next week?
Ken: why did i change from the waiting room to the index room?
mrandmrssmith: Watches And Listens To Everything and Records it...
klokwkdog: which is going to be interesting when time comes for another $1500 crown or elective surgery
cat: good for you, mr and mrs
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy walks away to The Waiting Room.
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 10:55 PM
klokwkdog: the little comments, Merlyn
Merlyn LeRoy: ken: I just changed the software a bit
Doc Technical: nice Bri - (Merlyn just coded the chat to report which room people go to, methinks)
Merlyn LeRoy: yes, unless they go into an unlisted room
Doc Technical: This is so cool, watching the chat evolve and change as we chat... :)
mrandmrssmith: Hope it won't be this long till the next one of these...
cat: indeed
Ken: will wonders never cease!
cat: no, i'll just change names
Doc Technical: "unlisted room"? as in whatever you type in the "room" field?
Merlyn LeRoy: I also went through and took out a bunch of fudgy code to change index.html to The_Waiting_Room.html
Doc Technical: We do this every Thursday evening about this same time, smithee
Merlyn LeRoy: doc: yes, if you click the 'unlisted' box instead of hitting c/r
cat: you there, bubba's
klokwkdog: we are driven to do it...
Doc Technical me thinks there's nothing worse than "fudgy code" ... eeeewwwwwwwww...
mrandmrssmith: I've missed a lot of them, lurking is a hard habit to break...
Merlyn LeRoy: since people are still logged in through 'index', that's the name of a room
Bubba's Brain: still here
klokwkdog: debugged code? Microsoft OS code?
Ken: fudgy code is good if it has pecans in it
Merlyn LeRoy: hmm, better fix that...
cat: drove a nice car last week. a vast toyota of some nature, thru the vastness of saskatchewan
Doc Technical: hah, it turns w-w-w-w-w-w-w into a link all by itself...
Merlyn LeRoy: yep, I though it needed whitespace before it, maybe I forgot it
klokwkdog: sounds like the Vast family has done well there, then...
Bubba's Brain: The vast Toyota of Nature?
Doc Technical: you lurk marvelous - absolutely marvelous
cat: did you read my post about the fish stew for tiny, klok?
cat: ih alt.firesign?
klokwkdog: (Cat is waxing poetic again)
Doc Technical: yeah cat - nice post
Ken: cat: i read that. made me wish i had met him in person all over again
cat: and why would i not?
Doc Technical: very thoughtful
Doc Technical: tiny/VAST
Doc Technical: he's here now I bet...
Ken: don't wane poetic though
cat: yeah, as i was eating that soup, i was really thinking about tiny
mrandmrssmith: Thank you, Doc Tech; how come Billy Crystal didn't quote any Firesign lines when he had the chance?
Bubba's Brain: wax on, wax off, wax on, wax off...
Doc Technical: lurking & smiling
klokwkdog: my subscription has not been renewed, Cat, but I will look for it if it goes up somewhere
Doc Technical: smithee: because he's billy crystal
cat: subscriptin to what?
Doc Technical: lurk but don't touch...
klokwkdog: Hi TDT!
Ken: you break it, you bought it
Doc Technical: klok: you can read newsgroup posts at http://groups.google.com
Doc Technical: no subscription necessary
mrandmrssmith: Ah well. back to the shadows, again!
||||||||| mrandmrssmith runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's mrandmrssmith?! It's 11:00 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
klokwkdog: ah, that's true, thanx DT
Doc Technical: nite smith (or should i call you John Q?)
Bubba's Brain: Lurk here, buddy!!!
cat: oh really? then i wont need to get the logs emailed to me
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Doc Technical: cat: if you'
Doc Technical: if you're gonna have web access in Wurope,
Ken: catherwood echoes
Doc Technical: then oyu might consider getting a yahoo email account
Merlyn LeRoy: there's an echo, because some people are in index.html and some in The_Waiting_Room.html
klokwkdog: everyone has noticed that Google now has a News feature?
Bubba's Brain: Mailing Logs? Doesn't that take a lot of postage?
cat: so my notmail's no good?
Merlyn LeRoy: It'll fix itself when people log out
Doc Technical: you can send & receive email msgs through the browser window, from any PC connected to the web
cat: i havent even used it yet
klokwkdog: nah, you put 'em in one of those flat rate mailers
Merlyn LeRoy: google news doesn't seem to be as comprehensive as newsindex.com, moreover.com alltheweb.com or rocketnews.com
cat: i figured as much. most of the hotel ads i've been studying say "internet access"
Doc Technical: the flatter the better
klokwkdog: $3.80 to anywhere in the US. I've gotten over 8 lbs. in them
Ken: cat: does that mean you need to take a laptop with you?
Ken: klok: i thought priority was by weight now
klokwkdog: it's just a "beta", Merlyn; it will improve ;-)
cat: why shlep one around when i can use hotels, or an internet cafe?
Doc Technical: I have to take a little break but I'll stay logged in, & check in as time & opportunity presents itself
cat: the htoel we stayed in moose jaw, hot springs, amazing, the room had tv with keyboard so i could go online
Doc Technical: (Lili and I are watching "The Daily Show")
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:04 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Doc Technical by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
klokwkdog: Internet Cafes are expensive, but maybe not so much as lugging a laptop
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dexter Duck', just granted probation at 11:04 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Ken: i guess i haven't been in a hotel recently enough (or in a good enough hotel)
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Doc Technical Lurk Mode into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:04 PM, then departs.
Bubba's Brain wonders about an 8 pound log....
klokwkdog: AFAIK, Ken, the "flat rate mailer" still says, "no need to weigh"
Merlyn LeRoy: Now you can say "eeewwwwww" again
klokwkdog: some post offices argue; i just go to others
Ken: dont' worry about the flies, we won't weigh 'em
cat: if i were in a hotel with computer, i could theoretically join this chat
Dexter Duck: "Stowed away ay stowed away, my car is stowed away"
cat: the computer wouldnt have to have irc installed, right?
Ken: ah, duckman is here :)
Ken: right, cat. just a browser
klokwkdog: yeah, if you're going to stay up to 3AM when it starts, Cat
cat: i might get up early
Dexter Duck: Brian: It would seem that maybe IRC has deterred some people from joining the thur night chat
Ken: just don't get up oily
cat: everyone goes to sleep at noon in spain and italy. who am i to try and be different?
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe; I've been having a hard time connecting lately
Bubba's Brain: eeeeewwwwww
klokwkdog: sheesh, you pay $$$ for a VACATION!
cat: so this is the format now? no more dalnet?
Dexter Duck: Also Bri: This is so simple to join
Ken: yes, dex, i joined without even signing an application. and no dues, that's the best part!
klokwkdog: all our nicks are going to expire
Dexter Duck: Ken: You've got an honest face
||||||||| Ken sneaks away to The Waiting Room...
||||||||| Ken walks in and says "It's 11:08 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
Merlyn LeRoy: now your name is in boldface, ken (at least to me)
Merlyn LeRoy: you went in a circle
klokwkdog: so this is your final appearance until Dec., Cat?
Ken: klok: just check into #dogsex once a week, you'll stay unexpired :)
Ken: yes, brian, i thought i'd try to change that. be bold, my daddy always told me
cat: yep, klok
||||||||| Catherwood leads Lurk Mode inside, makes a note of the time (11:10 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Duck: Don't forget your roots Cat
cat: this has been where i've been almost every thursday since the first irc
cat: founded by elayne, who did not show up that night
cat: s was here
Ken: lm is here, can winston be far behind?
cat: has
Merlyn LeRoy: Hey, if you really want to lurk, you don't have to log in, just use the 'lurk' link on the login page
klokwkdog: have a great trip! don't spoil your inhalation of great European culture to jaw with us (but do send a postcard that someone can scan)
Dexter Duck: We have your gold watch ready Cat, just have to have it engraved
cat: lucky strike means fine comedy
Lurk Mode: Bubbas Brain is now known as ......
cat: gret idea, klok
Lurk Mode: Just trying to confuse the situation
cat: greet a garbo too
klokwkdog never could figure those suckers out; stuck with Pall Mall
cat: benny, molto benny
Ken: lucky strike is something a baseball pitcher gets against a good hitter
cat: old jack benny commercail within program
klokwkdog: and they were the other brand that kept on being made without filters
cat: don wilson tried to get in "lsmft" jingle into jack's radio show
Ken: my dad taught me that lsmft stood for "loose straps mean floppy tits"
klokwkdog: i guess Camel, too
Dexter Duck: Old Golds
cat: yeah, i remember that from elementary school, ken. when it was has hard to believe
Ken: i'd walk a kilometer for a camel
klokwkdog: old golds didn't have filters?
Dexter Duck: Bactrian?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers klokwkdog Merlyn LeRoy NickNickNickyK-Nick Ken Bubba's Brain cat Dexter Duck Doc Technical Lurk Mode into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:15 PM, then departs.
Ken: satellite pics on tv weather, we're covered with cloud band from isidore
cat: i'd kill a meter for a camel
Dexter Duck: klok: none of 'em had filters till early 50's
Ken: i'm seeing double now
klokwkdog: what about the syphilis band from Detroit?
Merlyn LeRoy: well, there's a confusing name
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bubbas brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:15 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
cat: kenken?
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy aka 'The Reaper' has killed off klokwkdog Merlyn LeRoy NickNickNickyK-Nick Ken Bubba's Brain cat Dexter Duck Doc Technical Lurk Mode at 11:15 PM
Dexter Duck: The Spirochetes
cat: ishtat like nicknicknick
Ken: and my "send to all" line became HUGE too
klokwkdog: but few kept on into the '60s and '70s without filters
Bubbas brain: Soprry bout that
Dexter Duck: Throw a mouse pad over it Ken
cat: you back, bub?
Bubbas brain: Never really left
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe a max size would be good...
Bubbas brain: ... just menatally
cat: what is reality?
Ken: or a maxi pad?
Dexter Duck: I'd like to supersize my "send all" line
cat: no matter, never mind
Dexter Duck: No mind never mattered
klokwkdog: yeah, let's grunge out!
Ken: i'm not in seattle. can i grunge anyway?
cat: curt cobain? but, you're dead!
klokwkdog: are anyone monitoring DALnet still?
Ken: klok: nicky said he was
Ken: i didn't even try to sign on
Dexter Duck: I was visiting the Mixville Grunge Works last week
cat: did you get good and mixed?
Dexter Duck: Cat: No but I did get an old plaid shirt
Ken: the mixmaster deluxe
cat: plaid as it laid?
Ken: 10 speeds, double beaters, no waiting
Dexter Duck: Hunting tigers in Ceylon, we often used double beaters
cat: beat him off at the past!
klokwkdog: I have to make some tea and heat a meal for a minute or 2
Dexter Duck: Ooooohhhh seems like the end of the world all over again!!!
Ken: almost pornographic, cat!
cat: take Tea and See
cat: i wonder what i'll see in that naples museum you sent me article about
Dexter Duck: Take THC
cat: if any presents itself
cat: newly unlocked erotica from pompei
cat: rock and lock it
Dexter Duck: Just brush the lava off
cat: not responsible!
Dexter Duck: Not involved
Ken: send post card from there, if you've got the chance
cat: will do, kend
Ken: a nice erotic one? nothing much is better than 2000 yr old porn
Dexter Duck: Cat: When in Italy, don't forget to address all men as "Commendatore"
cat: will i be commended?
cat: not signore?
Dexter Duck: Like a Tory
Ken: and if you get to sicily, remember omerta
cat: not south of sorrento
Merlyn LeRoy: hey Bubbas Brain, if you get cut off, you can log in right over your old name
Merlyn LeRoy: you need to have the same IP address is all
cat: we have to savour those vesuviusan tomators and lemons marrio raves a bout
Ken: limones
cat: cooking show, mario eats italy, mostly set in that area
Dexter Duck: You going to Venus cat?
cat: i'm married to venus, dex.
Ken: i have seen mario's show a few times. makes me hungry every time i see it
cat: but we will be in venice shortly
Ken: news today, life possible in venusian clouds
cat: or portly
Dexter Duck: By Jove! Well done Cat
cat: the pale ass of jupiter will impale itself on juniper trees
||||||||| Doc Technical Lurk Mode departs at 11:28 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
cat: by doc
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Doc Technical', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:28 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Duck: The Palace of Jupiter i think you were meaning to say Cat
Doc Technical: swell pizza...
Ken: i thought that was pallas athena
Merlyn LeRoy: nick's swell pizza?
Ken: don't rub it in doc
cat: they all had pale asses in those days
cat: lots of albino gods
Doc Technical: Don't know how much longer I can hold out, but I'll try
Ken: that's because they were all white marble
Dexter Duck: Pale as Athena Goddess of Dawn, you're no god go away from me
cat: you think pa will show, doc?
Doc Technical: Lili got a flyer from a new pizza parlor up the street ... tried it out, not bad at all
cat: medusa, we hardly met ya
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe, but I dunno
cat: good for you two, doc
Ken: pa won't be here, but grandma said she might
Doc Technical: To Phil or Not To Phil
Dexter Duck: Doc: You gotta start young if you're gonna hold it out
Doc Technical: Write me a litre
klokwkdog: THE Nick Swell?
Doc Technical: Phil may show up - then again he may not
cat: i was hoping he would
Dexter Duck: Swell the Nick then bring it under and hold the applause sign
Doc Technical: Last week he did not show up until nearly midnight (9pm your time)
cat: but i never expected to meet a firesign member here
Doc Technical: none of us did cat
Dexter Duck: A member of the Firesign?
cat: so surreal to arrive home from my home town, where i spent last thursday night, to read logs of last week
Ken: don't forget the leslie, dex
klokwkdog just heated Ricotta & Roasted Red Pepper pizza slice from the local grocery
Doc Technical: dex: yep
Doc Technical: you gotta stay late if you're gonna stick it out
Bubbas brain: Gotta go.
Doc Technical: nite B-B
Merlyn LeRoy: bye BB
klokwkdog: niteBB
Doc Technical: get some rest
Ken: every time i stick it out, someone tells me to put it back and zip it up
Dexter Duck: I dunno: He never did tell us what his favorite color was or his favorite traffic sign
Ken: later, bub
Dexter Duck: Night Bub
cat: by bb
cat: do you have a favourite colour?
cat: if so, why?
Ken: plaid is my favorite color
Doc Technical: and how does it sound?
Ken: striped is my second fav
Dexter Duck: PA *did* say insect...but that's not a color nor is it a traffic sign...unless he was trying to say "Insect Crossing"
Ken: smells like teen spirit, sounds like synesthesia
Dexter Duck: Synethesia...can't wear artificial fabrics
Ken: rayon: the silent killer. film at 11
||||||||| It's 11:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubbas brain - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Lurk Mode - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubbas brain - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Lurk Mode - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Doc Technical: k: lol
klokwkdog: I thought it was putting someone out of their misery using a poly bag
Dexter Duck: Dacron: Friend or foe?
klokwkdog: is the film over now?
Doc Technical: the reaper does his thaannngggg....
Ken: dex: treat it correctly, will be the best friend you ever had
Doc Technical: through a film translucently
klokwkdog: now available in stores: military-grade silent velcro
Dexter Duck: lol Klok
Doc Technical: klok: no kidding
Doc Technical: that's really ... quiet...
Ken: i tried on some underwear once that had velcro tabs
Dexter Duck: Now we can sneak up on the sheep
cat: velcro. watche a few minutes of the latest star trek tv thing latstnight
cat: the alien supports herself on earth by inventing velcro
klokwkdog: LOL
Doc Technical: brilliant
Doc Technical: the man who fell to earth
Ken: leonardo da vinci invented it, i thought
klokwkdog: david bowie in King Arthur's Court
Doc Technical: king arthur's coat?
klokwkdog: nah, one of the czars invented it before that
Dexter Duck: Velcro: invented in 1792 by Elmer Burdock
Doc Technical: yes czar...
Dexter Duck: that's my baby
cat: the bowie who fell most pkdickian of flicks
Ken: the drug czar?
cat: wuddya think of that new drug, "czar"?
Dexter Duck: Czar the Bleeder
Doc Technical: nick roeg directed - haven't seen it in eons, wonder how well it holds up now
Ken: recessive traits can be deadly
Ken: doc: holds up well if you put under the short leg on your table
Dexter Duck: So see your marriage counselor today
cat: saw it on tv recently
cat: colour is odd, but great flick still
klokwkdog: i kept seeing different versions; it seems to be re-edited every year or something
Dexter Duck: No Klok: They're altering your memories
cat: i just have the original from tv, not even that good quality
klokwkdog thinks his memories are altering themselves enough as it is
Ken: different subject, just popped into my head. did everyone hear that warren zevon has lung cancer and has a couple of months to live?
Dexter Duck is willing to take klok's word for it
cat: i wonder what pkd thought about the pbs version of lathe of heaven?
klokwkdog: yes
Dexter Duck: Yes Ken
Doc Technical: yeah
cat: as y'all know, ursula wrote that "as if she were writing a pkd novel"
Doc Technical: his ride's here
klokwkdog: i don't think he was on that wavelength
Ken: cat: after viewing the new version on tv, i re-read the book. quite good again
cat: gotta get on my pony and ride
Dexter Duck: Ride Vaquero, Ride!!
cat: i re-read it after bath in hot springs in moose jaw, kend. eye opening.
klokwkdog: kind of like "Miss Davis? I'm Ava Gardner." "Well of COURSE you are!"
cat: where that from?
Ken: how in the hell did moose jaw get that name?
klokwkdog: classic line
cat: dont know
Dexter Duck: "Miles Davis? I'm Ava Gardner. "What cho want bitch?"
cat: took footage of the huge moose though. his jaw too
klokwkdog: Gardner was devastated
cat: "indians" had animal names for most places
Ken: lol, dex!
cat: i'm sure it s a tranalation of what earlier native people called it
Dexter Duck: They called it Yucatan
klokwkdog: and of course, no one bothered to ask Eric Burton
cat: lol, dex
||||||||| It's 11:45 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| NickNickNickyK-Nick - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:45 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| NickNickNickyK-Nick - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Doc Technical: "Geena Davis? I'm Ava Gardner." - "Be afraid - be very afraid..."
cat: lol doc
Dexter Duck: good doc
cat: and the animal crackers?
Ken: aah, jaundice. i went to school with her
Dexter Duck: 2 by 2
cat: what are the animals gonna do without an organist?
cat: that's organ leroy, at his organ again
Doc Technical: "Angela Davis? I'm Ava Gardner" - "Up against the wall motherf*cker!"
klokwkdog: Jaun? Yeah, she was a real dog, like her pal Anna Nubis
Ken: the revolution will NOT be televised
Doc Technical: juan too?
Dexter Duck grins as the door he opened gets wider
cat: good continuity, doc
klokwkdog: or three
Doc Technical: "Sammy Davis? I'm Ava Gardner" - "Schwingin, baby..."
cat: juanita, wanna eata?
||||||||| Catherwood leads Uh...Clem inside, makes a note of the time (11:47 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Duck: Ju an to see my stinking badge?
cat: will i reutrn with foreign accent?
Ken: uh, clem: good to see ya
Dexter Duck: Uh...Clem!
Uh...Clem: Hiyaz;;;;;
Merlyn LeRoy: hey clem
cat: clemosaurs and oysterettes
Doc Technical: it's - uh - clem!
Ken: how does he make his name do that?
cat: give that man a clam
klokwkdog: well, I was just roundabout commenting that PKD had his own universe and I doubt Le Guinn registered much, if at all there; she was in an Ava Gardner situation
Dexter Duck: Uh...Clem is speaking in the first person diminutive it seems
Doc Technical: he's so... thin and small...
Merlyn LeRoy: just like the album, "uh, clem" comes out differently
Uh...Clem: yeffir, I dun't know how I do's it
Ken: doc: but we love him anyway :)
Uh...Clem: ;)
Dexter Duck: grrenhorn huh?
Doc Technical: miniscule even
klokwkdog: the right coast, parched, salutes RAIN
Merlyn LeRoy: BRB
||||||||| "Hey Merlyn LeRoy!" ... Merlyn LeRoy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:50 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Uh...Clem: tiny, as it were
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Regnad Kcin', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:50 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Ken: yeah, klok, except those poor folks in nawlins who got 24"
cat: they;ve had so much rain in europe of late, i wonder if it'l still be there when we land
Dexter Duck: Hey Reg
Regnad Kcin: .uoy dnatsrednu ot elpoep teg ot tluciffid s'ti ,nick danger sa ni gol uoy fI
Doc Technical: http://www.kurthanson.com
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:50 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Regnad Kcin by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cat: oh reg, you made it over here from dalnet
Doc Technical: hey Reggie
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy enters at 11:51 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
klokwkdog: Well, it's not like NYT hasn't had 17,000 Science Times articles with grotesque animantions of how the whole place would become a swimming pool
Merlyn LeRoy: no, regnad was me.
Ken: hey, i like that regnad trick
Dexter Duck: Man...that Catheterwood is one busy dude
Doc Technical: ...yhw rednow I
klokwkdog: I thought they were drying out
Ken: catherterwood? took me a minute to get that one!
Uh...Clem: heeheehee
Doc Technical: catheter... good one
Dexter Duck: Not mine people, think it was YoYoDyne who said it
Ken: i've installed catheters before, hope it never has to be done to me
klokwkdog: On TV, I saw giant sump pumps that keep New Orleans dry. C'mon! If that's not a Sign, I don't know what is. Sell out and make tracks!
Uh...Clem: T'was MrMuckle!
Dexter Duck: You prolly right Uh
Ken: yeah, klok, i saw them too. not a nice thought, living 20' below sea level and depending for your life on a pile of dirt the army installed
Uh...Clem: 'cause he am is!
Uh...Clem: NO>>>>>>>>"'cause HE am US!"
Ken: and we is them
Dexter Duck wonders if just possibly US is Yamster?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:54 PM, then departs.
Uh...Clem: and we're all in this together
Bunnyboy: Wow! Late nite for the Least Coasters.
Merlyn LeRoy:
Ken: the bun has retoined
Dexter Duck: Bboy....
Doc Technical: Bunnyback?
cat: bun, you're back
Bunnyboy: I was never apart.
Ken: we're hoping for a surprise celebrity drop-in
Doc Technical: front
Uh...Clem: But the Waist Coasters are just beginnin to roll!
cat: thats an afront to reason
Doc Technical: It may happen... then again it may not
Bunnyboy: Well, yer prayers have been answered. Here I am. Just lookit me!
Bunnyboy beams
klokwkdog: we are attracted to the new chat like moths to the flame, like cars to those new giant gas islands with a convenience store/subway in the middle, like the filling in Oreos
cat: praise the load
Ken: lazer beams from the I-balls
Dexter Duck: I'ts a giant egg....op-run op-away
klokwkdog: and drop your load on the Giant Toad
Doc Technical: it's so much better than IRC...
cat: away
Merlyn LeRoy: IRC™
Bunnyboy: op-awk op-an
cat: oh where do you go when your toad away
Doc Technical: no more stupid "You have benn autokilled... due to constant abuse on this server, you must have identd running on your computer..."
klokwkdog said attracted not enamored
Doc Technical: argh
Dexter Duck: Pier 54
cat: my toad done left me,
Ken: same place froggie went a'courting
Uh...Clem: To FunFun Town!
cat: 'm singing the blue pool blues
Merlyn LeRoy: to the awaiting waiting room
Doc Technical: irc boolshitshki
Dexter Duck: Bolshoi!
klokwkdog: yeah, finally, we got a Server we can abuse any way we want and it can't do anything about us
cat: Liftuting wieights in the weighing room
Doc Technical: hard to abuse via port 80... :)
Ken: /server irc.kaput.dal.net
Bunnyboy: cat: Saw a GREAT little retro piece on Glenn Gould, on CBC, a coupla nites ago. Wotta performer!
Dexter Duck ops klokwkdog
klokwkdog: append o y voic !??
cat: ok, this just went off
Doc Technical: /server all.filled.up.dal.net
cat: this is gould week, bunny
Uh...Clem: Gould was a real Magician!
Merlyn LeRoy: what went off, cat?
cat: cant turn on radio without hearing him
cat: the screen, merlyn
Doc Technical: /server lag.time.astronomical.dal.net
klokwkdog: buffer overrun: it's done all the time, DT ;-)
cat: just dissappeared. but came back
Ken: i heard show about him on npr last week. made me download the sheet music to goldberg just to look at it. awesome stuff
Bunnyboy: I thought that was Stephen Foster, when Petrillo held the reins.
Merlyn LeRoy: just a refresh delay
Doc Technical: klok: you mean d-o-s?
Dexter Duck: Cat: The future...live with it or leave without it
Bunnyboy: and that was over 60 years ago!
cat: i think i have some wrong settting somewhere. my screen goes blank and the show i['m listening to dissappears unless i touch the mouse or keyboard after an abusrdly short period
klokwkdog: which Gould?
Dexter Duck: Jay Gould?
Merlyn LeRoy: is your mouse in the 'sleep' corner?
Bunnyboy: Glenn Gould, pianist from Mars.
cat: plays about him, his tunes, old school chums, ad nauseum
Ken: jay silverheels
Bunnyboy: Or Canada.
Uh...Clem: 10-4, Elanor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dexter Duck: or Canada
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
klokwkdog: who? can you hum one of his tunes?
cat: glen gould was dead, dead as a door nail, of that we can be certain
Bunnyboy: Damn! Doc, you must be sleepy.
Dexter Duck wonders why Catherwood repeats himself
Merlyn LeRoy: cat: or do you just mean the text part of this? Sounds like your receive datarate is bursty
Doc Technical: cat: you need to adjust the time interval for when your power saver or screen saver mode kicks in
Bunnyboy hums J.S. Bach's Goldberg Variations.
Dexter Duck: Busty
Doc Technical: rightclick on empty desktop area, then select properties
cat: no the screen went blank for a moment, merlyn but often when i'm, away from the screnn, that happnes
Dexter Duck hms the Molly Goldberg variations
Doc Technical: clock screen saver tab
cat: sounds right, doc
Bunnyboy: "Hello. Is anybody?"
Doc Technical: BB: Why yes...
cat: well, YOu are
Ken: bun: not me
Uh...Clem: I used to be...
Doc Technical: Bunnyboy hums Gould humming to Goldverg Var...
klokwkdog: well, there is the screen saver, which comes on at a set time, but I think the minimun is a minute or something like that, and there is usually some toy on the screen, not blank -- unless you've got some weird power save and going straight to Standby somehow. Weird
cat: there's gold in them there bergs
Ken: i wannabee
Dexter Duck: YooHoo! Mrs. Bunny, a cup of sugar I'm borrowing?
cat: melting em down as selling them as primo water from the ice age
Bunnyboy: Doc: I get it. Yeah, Gould was a hummer...and a groaner...and a spinner...and...
Uh...Clem: No, no. A BAG of sugar!
Ken: and a midnite toker
Merlyn LeRoy: A ¥ for sugar
Dexter Duck: You can't beet a bag of sugar even with a cane
Uh...Clem: speaking of which...
Doc Technical: on same screen saver tab: button for Power... settings - you can set elapsed time between no mouse/kbd input and time monitor goes to sleep
klokwkdog: it's liek variations on a theme by thomas tallis - why not just DO the stupid theme and be done with it; if you're unsure of which one is best, work it out ahead of time and don't bother US with 15 versions of the same thing. Sheesh, reminds me of "VH1 Unplugged" or something
Bunnyboy: Another genius keyboardist, in that realm: Keith Jarrett. Saw some video of him, thought he was having just a little bit too much vocal fun.
cat: i have to hit juice over the head with a bag of sugar?
cat: i didnt know juice had a head
Doc Technical: klok: lol
klokwkdog: I have trouble dealing with Jarrett's stuff, but he's just too good to ignore!
Doc Technical: BB: Jarrett also does this sinewy-body-motion thing when he plays
Dexter Duck: Bboy: Tend to happen with any musician who doesn't have an instrument stuck in his mouth...they all vocalize
cat: bunny, jarret was my hero for as time
cat: say him several times
klokwkdog: yeah, he and Tori Amos ought to do duet sometime
Doc Technical: now that would be something!
Bunnyboy: Dex: Or, if you're Ian Anderson, rasp along anyway!
cat: i sat close enough to him at a club in la that his sweat landed in my beer
Ken: maybe we could take up a collection and give tori amos something to put in her mouth?????
Dexter Duck takes quick refill break
klokwkdog: with Jewel and Jennifer Warnes doing backup vocals
Doc Technical does the same thing as Dex
Ken: joe cocker also
Bunnyboy: Ken: Ewwwwwwww....
Uh...Clem: with Crosby, Stash and Bong
Ken: crosby, bing
klokwkdog: bugs here so bad this summer, kwd had to do walk in middle of day; "Mad Dogs and Englishmen" ran through his head every time
Uh...Clem: Bing Bong!!
Bunnyboy: (sings) When the blue of the night...
Ken: ba da bing
cat: sctv crosby
Uh...Clem: a Knucklehead!
Doc Technical: meets the still of the ...uh, something or other
Bunnyboy: I gotta cave in. Give my best to the Great Pumpkin. *snicker*
cat: and hope, was better than the original
Ken: g'nite, bun
klokwkdog: nite again BB
Doc Technical: nite BB
Uh...Clem: Byebye, BeeBee
Merlyn LeRoy waves
cat: bun again
klokwkdog: and kwd begins to wilt as well
cat: wilt's dead now
Merlyn LeRoy: we're not interested in your private live
Dexter Duck: Night Bun
Merlyn LeRoy: well, maybe a little
Doc Technical: malt's dread now
Bunnyboy: Oh, no. Pore Wilt. Could he have been...a drug...abuser?
Uh...Clem: >>>>>>>...He NEVER lies, and he's ALWAYS right!
Dexter Duck: Just Viagra prolly Bun
klokwkdog: wpkn not netcasting, so it is 3WK that fades up to fill the silence and I bid adieu
Bunnyboy: His death will be a great loss to Rock...and Roll. Signed, a Fan.
Dexter Duck: Gesundheit Klok
Merlyn LeRoy: I bid 2 ♣
cat: adeux, eh trois, eh catro
Uh...Clem: tic-tok, KLOK
klokwkdog: Cat do have a wonderful journey; I envy this trip
Doc Technical: klok: WPKN are doing their pledge drive, I heard them mention their site is down for major upgrades
Bunnyboy: Aw, have a Heart!
cat: thanks klok
Dexter Duck: I've got a heart...a fine atomic heart senator
Bunnyboy: Anozer Joker lies within your pack tonite!
Doc Technical: yes, cat - i will get one last email out to you this weekend before you take off (response to last 3)
klokwkdog: oh yeah, DT, it's been re-routed to an alternate IP, and now even that is offline
cat: thanks doc, bun
||||||||| Bunnyboy departs at 12:12 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
klokwkdog: i miss it desperately, but make do with BBC and 3WK and KCRW
Doc Technical: Check out KJFC as well
Uh...Clem: Le SHOW!
klokwkdog: maybe not so desperately during pledges, but they do well putting out an hour of music now and then
Doc Technical: and KEXP is good at certain times of the day
cat: i'll be able to listen to that in europe on their computers, eh?
Doc Technical: (or is it KFJC)
cat: realaudio or whatever is ubiquitous?
Uh...Clem: KPLU Jazz
klokwkdog: oh, I like KFJC lots, since I was there in '82 or so and they did an entire weekend of nothing but covers of "Louie, Louie"
Doc Technical: cat: i'll bet you can - if your net connection over there can handle it
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Rotonoto', just granted probation at 12:14 AM", then leaves hurridly.
Ken: hey dave!
Rotonoto: Hi, all
cat: it'll all be cable, won't it?
Doc Technical: hey roto
Merlyn LeRoy: hey roto
klokwkdog: Foothills Junior College, I think; Hi Roto!!
cat: most of the hotels i look at seem computer expected
Uh...Clem: Dave's not here...
Dexter Duck: Oh! Roto! You knock me out with Chanpagne Gong
cat: hey roto shows
Rotonoto: Oooh! Which motor we about to be riding in, boss?
cat: good to see you again before I leave
Ken: roto shows? are we supposed to show him ours now?
klokwkdog: it's not perfect, RealAudio, but it beats anything in most Radio Deserts now that Clear Channel has gotten a clear pass to control US radio
Rotonoto: hi cat
Rotonoto: it's too early for a left-coaster to be leaving :o)
cat: i';ll obviously get it in big cities like rome, barcelona, madrid, but realy wont be far from any cities that an internet cafe should be hard to find
klokwkdog: some also broadcast MP3. I've tried to find the server they use; perhaps it is Shockwave, but I think there is something else (not Darwin, either)
Doc Technical: I left my coaster in San Francisco
Ken: darwin is dead
Dexter Duck: Klok: You see that quote from some Radio asshole who said that radio is so "diverse" now, we don't need other media
Rotonoto: yeah- and The Coasters used it well in your absence
cat: going to spain, i actually get to see places that al those spanish names in la refer to
cat: trip!
cat: i grew up in a forest of spanish named streets in la
klokwkdog: Apple Darwin. there is something weird about spending a fortune to fly to Europe and sit in an Internet Cafe for $...
Rotonoto: road trip! road trip!
Uh...Clem: HEY, Cat! So did I
cat: just back, roto. and on a much much longer trip next week
Rotonoto: have fun, guy
cat: who are you, uh clem?
Uh...Clem: Redondo, Hermosa, Torr
cat: sepul Veeda?
klokwkdog: why I don't go: I would feel guilty if not rushing around absorbing "culture"
cat: right. i was sepulveda, ventura
Uh...Clem: AH. De Valley!
Rotonoto: absorbing culture? do not, repeat, do not get it on your bare skin! ;o)
cat: absorb what turns you on klok
Ken: absorbine jr.
Uh...Clem: Bob's BigBoy on Fri nites!!!
cat: painting and architecture for me, and i've seen all i care to here
klokwkdog: but now, must go. great to see everyone; once again, have a blast, both of you, Cat
cat: japan too
cat: thanks klok
Merlyn LeRoy: bye bb
Rotonoto: wash it off immediately with a good vintage wine or rubbing alcohol- whichever is closer at hand
Doc Technical: nite klok
Dexter Duck: Night Klok
Rotonoto: nite guis what am leaving...
cat: how's it goin, roto?
Ken: bye klok
Rotonoto: pretty good- back to woik and busy as ever on internet
cat: good to hear
Rotonoto: hey- I'm jealous, you world traveler you... :o)
cat: i've been wanting to go to italy since 1965. i'm going monday
Rotonoto: (may I see your passport, please...)
cat: my wife is a flamenco guitartist and we're going to the homeland of her music, for the first time
Doc Technical: pardon me sir but is this your bar of soap?
cat: this is far too much anticipated a trip to be even understood
cat: at present
Ken: my exwife was a flatulent guitarist
Uh...Clem: ***Watch out for PICKPOCKETS IN *ALL* cities
Rotonoto: take lotse pix for us bozos
cat: yeah, all i hear about is euo pickpockets
cat: el like carrying around open knives in them all to cut off thier fingers
Doc Technical: Take lots of pictures OF bozos too!
Uh...Clem: they are PRO's
cat: if the theives dont steal my camera my frist day in rome
Rotonoto: you can pay some street urchin to keep the camera pointed down the hole when you take that junp...
Doc Technical: roto: lol
cat: ken, your ex had lots of problems
Uh...Clem: when in Rome...
Dexter Duck: Doc: The private msge thingie is unreadable...but I think we can talk here unless you'd like to go into the portrait gallery
cat: more than obvious from what she did to you
Ken: yeah, cat, but i don't have to put up with it now
cat: the right attitude
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| klokwkdog - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| klokwkdog - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Ken: she's got someone else to put up with her now. god bless his soul :)
Doc Technical: no that's OK - I'm toast - the little red needle is pointing to E - and while that's always stood for Elayne in my book - I guess it means I'm out of grass...
cat: klok is gone?
Ken: g'nite, doc. and to lili
cat: ok doc
Doc Technical: You'll have to sing me out
cat: recover
Rotonoto: yes, but he lives on in stereo hi-fi
Doc Technical: Lili Lamont bida you all adieu
cat: and do and do and do
Rotonoto: nite
Ken: i thought he was quadraphonic
Merlyn LeRoy: byeee
Doc Technical: and I'll catch y'all on the flip side
cat: keep on flippin
Dexter Duck sings "Goodnight Doc Technical, Goodnight Doc Tech...."
Doc Technical: where thery're all speaking chinese
Doc Technical: nytol..... (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz SKNXXXX zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........
||||||||| Doc Technical runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Doc Technical?! It's 12:27 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
cat: off you drift
Uh...Clem: into the ethernet
cat: those east coasters, just a shot away
||||||||| "I'm going to index" says Merlyn LeRoy, and leaves.
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy has arrived at the appointed hour of 12:28 AM.
Dexter Duck wonders why Mr. Yamamoto hasn't been around here
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy sneaks away to The Waiting Room...
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy has arrived at the appointed hour of 12:28 AM.
Ken: i have his email address if you're worried, dex
Rotonoto: what you doin' up so late Ken?
Dexter Duck: Welp....235 refreshes later and not much action
cat: mr Y? why?
Ken: not sure, roto. just not sleepy yet
Dexter Duck: Cat: He was a regular IRcer
Rotonoto: attack cats leaving you alone for once? :o)\
Merlyn LeRoy: You want ACTION?
Ken: i slept on couch last nite. they didn't get a chance on me :)
Dexter Duck: I want accion
Ken: didn't intend to sleep on couch, but watching tv, just drifted away
Rotonoto: let's report on board the haunted space station for further instructions
cat: i know, dex
cat: my wife did a voice over for his website
Dexter Duck: me<.red>
cat: just wondered why merlyn was puzzled at mr y's absence,
Ken: you're an injun?
Dexter Duck: ken: Been trying for 2 weeks + to get that color thingie to work
Merlyn LeRoy: eh?
cat: ned blood cels
Rotonoto: if anyonme goes to IRC do htey get msg sending them here?
Dexter Duck: Cat: =) it was me wondering about MY
cat: redskins
Ken: RED Uh...Clem: red blood sells
Rotonoto: rojo
cat: i see, dex. who are you? do i know you from another monniker?
Merlyn LeRoy: ken, type <red>text<>
cat: i change them here often
Ken: i made it work earlier, but don't remember how now (brown cow)
Dexter Duck: Uh..Dexter Fong?
Rotonoto: Contrary Opinion
Ken: text
cat: over the lazy swift fox?
Uh...Clem: color!
Dexter Duck: According to FS Fong means Duck in Chinese
Ken: ah, yes. not that it's real important for me to remember. i rarely need to insert colors into my speech
Rotonoto: urp!
Dexter Duck color me jealous
Ken: puce
Ken: mauve = blue?
Dexter Duck: Not really Ken
Merlyn LeRoy: the question mark shows you the info
Rotonoto: Rotonoto say: colorful chatee soon have typist wrist
Uh...Clem: POW
Ken: you mean that red question mark that's REAL hard to read on gray background?
cat: you the dex who was in redshift, dex?
Dexter Duck: Could you question that as a statement?
Dexter Duck: Yes Cat =))
cat: of course, so many people are in this play, it's easier to ask who isnt in it
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, that one
cat: aha
Dexter Duck: Oho!
Rotonoto: read me doctor memory??
cat: and the ayirie tape
Merlyn LeRoy: I can lighten the bar color
cat: thought it was another dex
Ken: ohio?
cat: 4 dead in
Dexter Duck: Nixon's coming!!!!
Uh...Clem: O-Hee-O
cat: has no name's dad a national guard soldier of that era, in kent
Ken: get out the kleenex.....
Uh...Clem: Help! It's the police!
Rotonoto: ohio goziamas, colorful of a japanese screen?
cat: our little irc has a connection to that event, which birhted Dwarf, in a way
Dexter Duck: Oooh! Roto! Like tiny blossoms, my heart folds into three panels
Rotonoto: yes, yes...
cat: every move you make
Ken: can you hear me now?
Ken: ah, yes, brian, much better on the color
Dexter Duck hums Greensleeves
Merlyn LeRoy: no
cat: in tents
Merlyn LeRoy: hoay
Merlyn LeRoy: hokay
cat: ho ko'd in the 8th
Ken: hoki is a fish used in mcdonald's fishburgers
Rotonoto: sounds a little hoki to me...
cat: you call that fish?
Dexter Duck: Okay! Time for this unfortunate to get self into strong seagull wind, get blown away
Merlyn LeRoy: like there's no ham in hamburgers, there's no fish in fishburgers?
Ken: bye, ash. stay dry
Merlyn LeRoy: would hamburgers be illegal if invented today?
cat: ok dex
Rotonoto: hang it up to dry in stiff seagull wind?
Dexter Duck: Cat: Again have a most enjoyable time
cat: thanks for everything
Merlyn LeRoy waves goodbye to dex
Dexter Duck: Thank you =)
Rotonoto: oh Dex- like little apple blossom you fade from giant screen...
cat: if my plane gets crashed into the leaning tower of pisa before i see you again, i'll remember you fondly
Dexter Duck: Night Bri, Roto, Ken, and uh.......Clem?
||||||||| "12:42 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Dexter Duck, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
cat: Uck! Lem! My least favourite science fiction author
Merlyn LeRoy: the stanlislaw method
Ken: stanislaw, right? never read anything by him
cat: actually he's great, i was just playiing with sounds
cat: solaris, best flick ever made of an sf book, also great
Merlyn LeRoy: if stanislaw leaves you cold, does coleslaw leave you stan?
Ken: i recently read the only greg bear novel i didn't like. "mars race"
Merlyn LeRoy: there's a new version of solaris coming out soon
cat: stan, no, kyle, maybe
Ken: runs on unix
cat: no more new versions of already good stuff
Rotonoto: runs over eunuchs?
cat: i mean, if the neew lathe of heaven were better with the tech of today, right on.
cat: buit where they foculd reallyl have kicked ass with the destructon of the world at the end of the book, they left out thatr scene. and the aliens too, main characters. so why make the flick>?
Ken: i was surprised, cat, when i re-read the book, it had mention of pbs version on it, and was printed in 1975. i didn't realize it was that old
Rotonoto: why- why- why I hardly miss IRC at all! he exclaimed
cat: i thoguht 79
cat: for 250k
cat: you cant get a lousy condo in north van for that
Uh...Clem: that's what mailboxes rent for in L.A.
Ken: i was wrong. original paperback printing in 73, but i have 8th edition
Ken: no date on that, so i'm not sure when
cat: when i reread Lathe after luxuriating in the mineral bath, i had this vision of alternarte universes
cat: that's what she was talking about
cat: the manh worlds theory says whenver something happens in this universe, it doest happen in another
Rotonoto: my alternate universes saw me and fled in abject terror
Ken: yes, alternate universes are a very neat topic.
cat: so maybe these universes arnest as diconnected as is rent belief
Rotonoto: lleaving me with this one humble universe and no lines at all
Ken: a nice alternate site: http://users.metro2000.net/~stabbott/AH.htm
cat: keep on lining, roto
Rotonoto: so like Kirk, I got mad and reprogrammed the simulation more to my liking
cat: or fly balls if you like
Ken: fly balls are VERY small, you know
cat: can you do a good Kirk voice, roto?
Rotonoto: somewhat, but I do the classical doc and scotty lines better
cat: alas.
cat: of kirk i search
Rotonoto: i think my voice qualities are not at all like shatner's
Ken: shatner has a site, might be able to get him to do it
Uh...Clem: I hear Bill Shattner works cheap!
Rotonoto: i can effect some of the mannerisms but not eh tonalities he has
Merlyn LeRoy:


Rotonoto: con!
Uh...Clem: "Spock! YOU just told a joke!"
Ken: http://williamshatner.com/
Rotonoto: shatner actually has a wonderful sense of humor and loves to spoof his own kirk character
Ken: i saw him promote it on letterman once, bookmarked it :)
Ken: never explored it much, so can't say if there's a way to contact him on there
Rotonoto: my favorite self-spoof: Michael York in Last Remake of Beau Geste...
Rotonoto: parodying his line near end of Logan's Run "you can be free!!"
Ken: i think i will have to pull the plug here, i'm getting very sleepy (maybe it's that damn watch that's doing it?). g'nite to all
Rotonoto: nite guy...
Merlyn LeRoy: nytol
Uh...Clem: Me, too. Evlybuddy have a gud week
Ken: if any celebs show up later, say "hi" for me :)
||||||||| Ken departs at 12:57 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Merlyn LeRoy: probably too late for that...
||||||||| Uh...Clem runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Uh...Clem?! It's 12:57 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Rotonoto: drop your lodi on the giant toadi...
Merlyn LeRoy: almost time for catherwood
Rotonoto: aw, me too, guise- iz gettin' late here on da right coaster...
Merlyn LeRoy: if cat's still in the index room, we'll get an echo
Merlyn LeRoy: bye roto
Rotonoto: nite all...
||||||||| "Hey Rotonoto!" ... Rotonoto turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 1:00 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn LeRoy looks at his watch and notices it's 1:03 AM
cat: i was on phone. how nice to get off
Merlyn LeRoy: everyone's gone
cat: it does not appear that pa will appear
Merlyn LeRoy: doesn't seem so, though it's only 10 PM there
cat: hope he does when i'm in europe
Merlyn LeRoy: bergman said he'll show up some time
cat: i can read these logs more easily than fom irc, i suspect
cat: bergmasn? wow
Merlyn LeRoy: but you won't see the font/color changes
cat: its a whole new fireworld
Merlyn LeRoy: they all seem to like the website, so this'll help I think
cat: when they first got together, i think they had the idea of changing the world thrru the radio
cat: now maybe the internet inspires such visions
cat: the universe is better with their vision
Merlyn LeRoy: or at least funnier
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cat - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cat - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn LeRoy: 1:35 AM, and time to go...
||||||||| Catherwood says "1:35 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn LeRoy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
|||||||||Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "Time to change the log file; please log off for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Brain de la Bubba
Bubba's Brain
Bubbas brain
Dexter Duck
Dexter Fong
Doc Technical
Lili Lamont
Lurk Mode
Merlyn LeRoy
Mr. Birdseed
PDr. Jawn
Regnad Kcin
the 801
The Timeshredder
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