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 for October 10, 2002 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'roofer', just granted probation at 2:24 PM", then leaves hurridly.
||||||||| roofer runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's roofer?! It's 2:25 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Uncle-Ernie into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:56 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Merlyn LeRoy', just granted probation at 8:56 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Merlyn LeRoy: Hello; doing things, won't always be here...
Uncle-Ernie: Uh oh, there's the 2 0'clock call to fear. That means every one on Planet X will spend the next 20 minutes eyeing each other suspiciously and chanting from the book of Phobias.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Ken into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:58 PM, then departs.
Uncle-Ernie: Hi Ken?
Ken: hello, dear friends
Merlyn LeRoy: 'ello
Ken: how's it going out there in the real world?
Uncle-Ernie: Real World? Wow what a concept!
Merlyn LeRoy: ok ernie, I made "two o'clock call to fear" the topic
Ken: i think it has something to do with quantum uncertainty and schrodinger's cat
Uncle-Ernie: I better just sit quietly here under this 'oil palm' and pretend to read my copy of the book let's see ...
Ken: ernie, be sure to keep an appendage of some sort next to where you are so you don't lose your place
Uncle-Ernie: What a strange belief system the Planet X'ers have. Tele-phobia that's fear of seeing women. Deli-phobia that's fear of salami.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 9 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Uncle-Ernie: Hillary-pho bia fear of women being to smart for their own good. Billary-phobia fear of salami, cigars and big sticks. And Xena-phobia is fear of never getting any!
Ken: forget xena, give me gabrielle!
Uncle-Ernie: Good idea Merlyn!
Uncle-Ernie: Better idea Ken!
Merlyn LeRoy: I might be out for a bit; I'm going to burn a CD
Merlyn LeRoy: doc said he might be late
Uncle-Ernie: Wow your hooked on the real thing Merlyn the hard stuff ...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Nick Danger', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Ken: i've tried burning some of my old lp's, but they just melt
Ken: hi nick
Nick Danger: just pretend my nick is reversed... :)
Nick Danger: hiya kend
Uncle-Ernie: Nick nick nicky nick nick!
Nick Danger: er uh
Nick Danger: brb
Nick Danger: refresh rate is killing me
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 9:03 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Uncle-Ernie: Hmmm it says here that the law of the Phobia demands tarring and beheading if you exhibit fear of the unknown.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers klokwkdog into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:03 PM, then departs.
Ken: you *could* make your nick "reversed" and it would work
Dexter Fong: Snort This catherwood
Uncle-Ernie: Hi Klock?
Ken: hello, ash and brian
Merlyn LeRoy: nicky, I can get rid of the reversal behavior if you want...
klokwkdog: not yet, but soon!
Dexter Fong: Hello Dear Firends
Merlyn LeRoy: ken, if he does that, all his text comes out backwards
Nick Danger: erm... its ok, i think its funny :)
klokwkdog: hello, I must be going
Uncle-Ernie: Death and taxes for lap tap dancing. And eternity as a fly for insufficient pubic hair!
Nick Danger: its my irc nick, but its ok
Ken: no, i mean actually make it REVERSED
klokwkdog: there are so many meanings to "reversed"; please use precise language
Nick Danger: Or lemme in as Regnad_Kcin - with the underscore... like an exemption to the reversal rule?
Nick Danger: "Ass backwards"?
Ken: back asswards
Dexter Fong: For each and every Rule there is an equal and opposite reversal rule
Nick Danger: why we gotta meet when CSI comes on hehe... i'll be predictably silent duiring the next hour
Nick Danger: save for commercial breaks
Ken: reversal of fortune
Nick Danger: wheel of tuna?
Merlyn LeRoy: I'd have to change it anyway; right now it looks for either Kcin or Regnad
Ken: yes, i like csi myself, but can multi-task well enough that i can listen all the time and watch part of the time
||||||||| klokwkdog walks away to The Sitting Room.
Nick Danger: my brain freezes when i try to chat and watch tv shows like csi
||||||||| Dexter Fong walks away to Public Address System.
Nick Danger: and its one of those shows where you kinda gotta pay attention
Dexter Fong: What are you doing in there Klok?
||||||||| Dexter Fong climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:08 PM
Nick Danger: something nasty im sure
Ken: i want a pubic address system, i ain't been gettin' any lately
Merlyn LeRoy: KWD logged out
||||||||| klok_offplanet enters at 9:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Merlyn LeRoy: at least dexter knows what to do
Dexter Fong: Brian: How come Catherwood can't tell there's only one person?
Merlyn LeRoy: what was that about, KWD
Uncle-Ernie: Catherwood just roll a few bummers and leave them on the side table ,,,
Nick Danger: ducking and covering does not count
Ken: harry truman was a haberdasher at one time, wonder if he had a barn and if that's the one catherwood likes?
Merlyn LeRoy: what do you mean, dex?
klok_offplanet: i just wanted to get out
klok_offplanet: but there is only one way to do that
Uncle-Ernie: To get out in times of declared emergency?
Dexter Fong: Bri: Says "Catherwood takes *their* hat and coat*
klok_offplanet: let me give you a piece of advice, Merlyn: what you don't mean won't hurt you
Nick Danger: and they always pull you back in?
Merlyn LeRoy: 2nd person neutral pronoun
Nick Danger: 3rd person reflexive adjunct
Merlyn LeRoy: I can't tell if it should be his or her, so I just use their
Merlyn LeRoy: good enough for shakespeare
Ken: hey, let's try to be positive here, no neutral or negative aloud
Dexter Fong: One potato two potato three potata
Uncle-Ernie: Is that their or they're?
Nick Danger: pelling is potatoe
Merlyn LeRoy: you'll notice he "give 'em the old bum's rush" too
Dexter Fong: Where Where!
klok_offplanet: but i must tend to Other Things and remain temporarily incommunicado (after which, I will be in sync)(and then I will send Ken some japanoise comedy)
Nick Danger: that's what danny boy told me
Nick Danger: bbiab
Merlyn LeRoy: them noisy japanese
Ken: try incognito also :)
Uncle-Ernie: A Japanese clockwork dog?
Dexter Fong: Niponese Setter
Ken: wind 'em up, let 'em go
Uncle-Ernie: I say Stones the Tail of the Deadly Dog!
Merlyn LeRoy: ...but that text doesn't show up in the log, of course...
Dexter Fong: Bri: Yes =) noticed the use of *'em* rather than *'im*
Ken: that's what my parents did to me, and i'm still going
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:14 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Merlyn LeRoy: outta the joint, eh?
Ken: miss elayne, welcome :)
Elayne: Probation? It's true, I'm writing a Great Prison Novel!
Uncle-Ernie: Hi Elayne?
Elayne: "In Cold Apartment!"
Elayne: Hey Uncle Ernie!
Dexter Fong: There are no great prisons...only great prisoners
Elayne: Hey Merlyn, Ken, Dex!
Ken: e: i just got my furnace fixed today. spider web in air intake prevented air flow, thus no heat.
Elayne: Are there no great prisons? Are there no great workhouses?
Uncle-Ernie: Have you tried an ink made out of parts of your own blood?
Elayne: They haven't turned the heat on in our building yet. No complaints though, I kinda like it a little chilly.
Ken: a clydesdale is a great workhorse
Elayne: In fact, U-E, that's what Robin uses to ink. :)
Merlyn LeRoy: that's pretty weird, ken. Spiderweb stops your furnace
Uncle-Ernie: Robin?
Elayne: My husband.
Elayne: Professional comic book inker.
Ken: yep, brian, i thought so too. and the repairman said he had never seen it before like that
Uncle-Ernie: Kewl!
Elayne: Oh, indubitably. :)\
Elayne: If you go to www.newsarama.com, their lead story this morning was about a project on which he's working.
Ken: my, my, such proper grammar!
Elayne: Heh, second nature by now, Ken.
Elayne: Ex-English/linguistics major and all that. :)
Ken: i've always wondered why not "first nature"
Elayne: Well, everyone's first nature is sex. We don't talk about that in this country.
Ken: i bet you even use "whom" in everyday speech too
Elayne: Yep. Sad, innit?
Ken: the hell we don't! we just use a different chatroom :)
Elayne: LOL, Ken!
Uncle-Ernie: Oh it's shy are ye, well den get in this barrel darling and we'll do it hurricane style ... har har har
Ken: i'm helping an internet friend in brazil clean up portuguese/english translation. he's learned some weird english watching tv and reading books
Elayne: As have we all!
Ken: i try to steer him correctly, but he sometimes refuses to make my suggested changes, saying they make it sound "too formal"
Uncle-Ernie: What would be the Portuguese for, Don't crush that dwarf hand me the pliers?"
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'doctec', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:21 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: Fejado
doctec: hey all
Ken: ernie, i don't know, but i can ask and report back next week, if you really want to know
Uncle-Ernie: Dude!
Elayne: Hi Tom!
Dexter Fong: Nancy!!
Ken: hey tom, you weren't too late
Nick Danger: 'mercials!
Nick Danger: heya doc tec
Ken: yeah, let's all get brainwashed by madison avenue
doctec: i made it - barely
Dexter Fong: Throw a towel over yourself
Merlyn LeRoy: hey doc
doctec: i only use dry cleaner for brain
Ken: does the word "barely" indicate there was something other than work that might have prevented it?
doctec: so, what have i missed?
Ken: nothing at all impotent. but we could have given you a viagra if you did
Nick Danger: oh, somebody figured out the last digit of pi...
doctec: no, barely means I am just feeling maxed out right now - very tired
doctec: it's been such a long exposition
Uncle-Ernie: We know the answer to is there a god and why am I here!
Dexter Fong: Do tell
Nick Danger: they make pills that'll clear that right up doc
Dexter Fong: Ecstasy?
Ken: i have a friend in florida that orders viagra from a website at $6 each and peddles them in clubs for $15. makes a pretty good bit off it, and narcs don't seem to want to bother him
Uncle-Ernie: There's good drugs and theres bad drugs and there's time for useing them and time for refusing them!
Nick Danger: yah, its 42... now what was the question?
doctec: combination of long commutes into work this week, late night w/lili as she prepped for another trip to canada (she left yesterday), and staying up late last night doing firezine updates
Uncle-Ernie: What's 6 X &?
Ken: tom: have you ever heard the concept "leisure" before?
Uncle-Ernie: 6 X 7?
Nick Danger: times ampersand?
Ken: and and and and and and?
doctec: ly-zhuray?
Merlyn LeRoy: anyone have larry yeager's address?
Nick Danger: friggin web thingy keeps cutting me off in mid sentence :/
Uncle-Ernie: Ampersands my favorite number!
Ken: c/o mr and mrs john smith, anytown, usa
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bubba's Brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:27 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Uncle-Ernie: Nice to have you with us Mr. & Mrs. Smith!
Merlyn LeRoy: nick, maybe you're typing things that look like HTML
Ken: hey bub-bra
Bubba's Brain: Evening, everyone!
Nick Danger: grrrrrr.... i like the ^ myself... its mysterious.....
Dexter Fong: Bake in the hot Chocolatl sun and enjoy the warm anpersand of our beautiful beaches
doctec: hubba hubba bubba
Uncle-Ernie: Hey BB!
Nick Danger: nah, just losing the cursor i think
Nick Danger: i think im clicking ou of habit (like on irc)
Nick Danger: but i keep missing (like with the toilet)
Elayne: Hi BB!
Bubba's Brain: -What's the latest?
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubba
Ken: put a rug around it
Uncle-Ernie: We found a cure for Cancer Bubba!
Bubba's Brain: Pray, tell.
Nick Danger: bb.. csi back on
Ken: death: the ultimate cure for all disease
Dexter Fong: They *did* find a cure for crabs
Uncle-Ernie: Works every time Ken!
Bubba's Brain: Cure for crabs? Butter sauce?
Ken: cure for crabs is boiling water, old bay spice, and melted butter :)
Uncle-Ernie: Thats boiling water Dex.
Dexter Fong: I heard it was whiskey and sand
Ken: for variety, add garlic to butter
Bubba's Brain: Put the lime in the cocoanut....
Dexter Fong: Pour the whiskey over the contaminated parts, then add the sand...they get drunk and stone themsleves to death
doctec: the cocoanauts
Ken: ...add rum, stir
Bubba's Brain: Everybody must get stoned!
Dexter Fong: Even crabs
doctec: stoned thrmond?
Ken: haven't done that for way too long, sad to say. part of the curse of being old, i guess
Uncle-Ernie: Good idea Bubba take this bowl of Road Apple Red and pass it around!
Dexter Fong: That's a frightening thought Doc
Bubba's Brain: They'll stone you when they're drinkin on the whiskey....
Elayne: I haven't in way too long as well. Curse of not knowing any suppliers. :)
Ken: if i live to be as old as strom, i might just get stoned all the time :)
Bubba's Brain: They'll stone you when you're only feelin frisky...
Elayne: Erm, present company excepted. ;)
Bubba's Brain: But I would not feel so all alone...
Merlyn LeRoy: hey doc, check the "Msgs" link on the way it formats things now
Uncle-Ernie: Elayne we do what we can!
doctec: things have been mighty dry around these here parts
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 9:34 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Ken: ernie: you live not far from me, maybe i should take a drive over, and bring a pack of papers?
Bunnyboy: lo dere
doctec: hey bunzie
Ken: hi bun
Uncle-Ernie: Bob Bunny!
Bubba's Brain: Peter piper picked a pack of papers...
Dexter Fong: Hey Bun
Bunnyboy: I'm nobody's jocket-rocky sidekick!
doctec: pictured papers?
Elayne: Hi Bunnyboy!
Bunnyboy: lo El, et al
Uncle-Ernie: A dust Bunny!
Ken: i used to buy some brand that was very clean burning, even had a rolling tray with their logo on it, but can't remember name of it now. memory loss?
||||||||| It's 9:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nick Danger - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 9:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nick Danger - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Ken: had some old dude with a beard, french writing
Merlyn LeRoy wonders why Bunnyboy's name isn't in boldface
Elayne: Hey, the record skipped!
Dexter Fong: There's an echo in there
Bunnyboy: I rack my brain...
Bunnyboy: I rack for brain...
Ken: e: did you hear the thing on npr last week (?) about skipping records and the cd analog?
Bubba's Brain: Nice rack!
doctec: Catherwood must have rolled a couple of bombers for himself tonight
Bunnyboy: Iraq and No Brain.
doctec: ken ,i missed that - could you dig up the npr link for that bit?
Dexter Fong slips away for a refill
Bunnyboy: Merl: 'cause I'm not a boldfaced liar.
Ken: will try, tom, brb
doctec has been slipping away for some time
doctec: Thx Ken!
Merlyn LeRoy: The double reaper is Bunnyboy's fault!
||||||||| regnad enters at 9:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Merlyn LeRoy snickers...
regnad: mmmh
regnad: heheh
doctec notes however that every time he tries to extricate himself, "They keep pulling me back IN...." (spoken in Al Pacino voice)
||||||||| regnad runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's regnad?! It's 9:38 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Nick Danger enters at 9:39 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong notes that Fred used that very phrase =))
doctec: regnad leaves, danger returns...
Uncle-Ernie: Whenever I'm hungry I tear into a tin full of Billy Jack brand dog food!
doctec: sounds ominous!
Merlyn LeRoy: bunnyboy, can you log out & back in? You're using an old bookmark that has you in the room named "index" instead of "The Waiting Room"
Merlyn LeRoy: That's why the reaper showed up twice
doctec: he's in dex? egads...
Bunnyboy: got it . brb
||||||||| Bunnyboy departs at 9:39 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:40 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Nick Danger: ewwwww.... sicko... incest on CSI
Dexter Fong: What a voice
Dexter Fong: What timing
Bunnyboy: Double Golden Slasher Time!
doctec: i'm not free, ... i's ess-PENsive!
Ken: http://search.npr.org/cf/cmn/cmnpd01fm.cfm?PrgDate=10%2F1%2F2002&PrgID=2
Merlyn LeRoy: double?
Bunnyboy: Make it a triple, and you qualify for the Olympics.
Ken: Commentator Chris Tsakis loves the way old records use to skip -- get stuck in a groove at an interesting point. It doesn't happen very much any more; but Tsakis says CDs can skip, too -- in a different way. (3:30)
Bubba's Brain: Speaking of skipping records, I once had a cassette of Dylan's Bringin it all back Home that ended with "Its all over now, Baby Blue, Baby Blue, Baby Blue, Baby Blue, Baby Blue, Baby Blue, Baby Blue.... for 5 minutes.
Bunnyboy: El: I picked up the Marvel Encyclopedia.
Nick Danger: ah, nice quality control BB :)
doctec: Ken, you just saved me a lot of investigative work - here, take this Cracker Back jocks
Ken: when i was a dj, before cd's, a long song = bathroom break. it's terrible to be halfway through a dump and hear the lobby speaker skipping.
Bubba's Brain: It was a copy I made, and went away while recording.
Bubba's Brain: back in the days of vinyl, ya know.
Bunnyboy: Bub: Was the tape a happy accident? Of course, today, you could do that with 3 clicks of a mouse.
Ken: my two favorite bathroom songs were layla (7:11) and macarthur park (>8)
Elayne: Did you like it, Bunnyboy?
Nick Danger: yep... i remember having to stomp on the floor many o times
doctec me loves the way Opera handles multiple child browser windows in its main window
Bubba's Brain: .... the sweet green icing flowing down....
Uncle-Ernie: Mine we Free Bird and Alices Resturant
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Comrade Mr Yamamoto into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:44 PM, then departs.
Nick Danger: hrm... my faveourite b-room song might have to be don't eat the yellow snow...
Nick Danger: ell, anything by zappa
Ken: yep, bub, not necessarily my favorite song, but great for taking a dump
Ken: ernie, too far out for the station i was at
Bunnyboy: El: It's a pretty good basic scorecard of their current and recent character lines. Nice artwork and production.
Dexter Fong: Hey Yammo
Comrade Mr Yamamoto: Never TAKE a dump. Only leave one
Elayne: I don't think my husband has anything in there, Bunny. :(
Ken: and nick, no way would i have played zappa. i almost got fired for playing "your move" by yes once
Elayne: Hi Mr Y!
Uncle-Ernie: I worked AOR or Metal stations
Bunnyboy: The utter geek element is the "power rankings". Puh-LEEZE!
Bubba's Brain: MrY, I don't give a shit!
Ken: hi yam, thanks for those words of wisdom :)
Comrade Mr Yamamoto: Got fired for playing YES?
Comrade Mr Yamamoto: Yer kidding
Uncle-Ernie: Frank Zappa was played everyday when I worked!
Ken: i was at small 1000 watt station in central florida, lots of sinatra and some top 40
doctec: Ken: didja ever let Thick As A Brick play all the way through?
Comrade Mr Yamamoto: Okay
Nick Danger: mr frank has a bit of a catalog..
Bubba's Brain: I take on every once in a while....
Elayne: Heh, yeah Bunny, that kind of stuff is for people who can't deal with reading stories...
||||||||| It's 9:45 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Comrade Mr Yamamoto - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
: bah
Ken: although one sunday night, i did play "nick danger" in its entirety :) should have seen the 2 lines we had switch on
Merlyn LeRoy: hmm, you're a ghost
Dexter Fong: They got Yam again =((
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Comarde Mr Yamamoto', just granted probation at 9:46 PM", then leaves hurridly.
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Bah
Ken: wb, yam
Nick Danger: they replaced you with a computer kend?
doctec: bah hamburg?
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: You'll never get ME Copper!
Ken: we need to coat yam with some marshmallows and bake him for 30 min at 325
Bunnyboy: Sacre merde, eet's Comarde!
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Gimme 2 Bah Hamburgs w/mustard'
Dexter Fong: ...and I'll gladly pay you on Tuesday
Uncle-Ernie: and hold the anchovies!
Merlyn LeRoy: yamato, I'll try to figure out why the reaper hates you
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Socker DuDu? Canadian!
Ken: damn, i will get hungry now talking about food
Merlyn LeRoy: s/yamato/yamamato/
doctec: where ya gonna hold 'em Ernie?
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Prolly cos I'm an anarchist
Uncle-Ernie: A Hoser eh?
Merlyn LeRoy: s/mato/moto/
Uncle-Ernie: Doc at the wrists and ankle!
Ken: btw, brian, "hurridly" is actually spelled "hurriedly" for when catherwood snorts
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: You Say Yamam-mato, and I say Yamama-Mahto
doctec: rest and anger?
Merlyn LeRoy: i spelled it horridly?
Ken: yamaha moto?
Uncle-Ernie: rest and reanger!
Ken: scroll back a few lines
Nick Danger: most inubitibly!
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Well yo know
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Everybody UN Relax!
Bubba's Brain: Yummy, Moto.
Bunnyboy: El: Also, as mentioned, a real push on contemporary Marvel incarnations. Brief mentions of creative personnel, suggested reading, etc. A real dearth of 60's, 70's and 80's vibe. And no sign of Howard the Duck, although all the other Max title folks get a nod. They probably didn't wanna piss off Steve Gerber again.
Nick Danger: i believe that's un-lax
Ken: UN? you one of those communists who wants one world govt?
Elayne: Oh yeah, it's designed to sell what's out there now.
Ken: ex-lax
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: No govt Doctor
Elayne: And I think Steve's already pissed off, he's been making smarmy remarks on message boards about how Marvel didn't promote the latest Howard the Duck trade...
doctec: What has Steve Gerber worked on since HTD quacked up?
Merlyn LeRoy: hey, yamamoto, your IP address isn't asking for page refreshes...
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: It's every man for himself
Nick Danger: govt of the steeply, by the steeple and for the steeple
Elayne: But since he's always kind of sarcastic, it's hard to tell. :)
Merlyn LeRoy: that's why the reaper kills you.
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: oho
doctec: Not a happy camper (van beethoven)...
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: must be st00pid aoSmell
Elayne: Tom, he just did another HTD story. The trade just came out. Promoted heavily by Marvel - not. :)
Merlyn LeRoy: let me see what IP address your refreshes are coming from
Ken: bad browser--give it a slap
Merlyn LeRoy: probably...
Bunnyboy: doc: Check out www.stevegerber.com. And you caught the recent Marvel Max series of HTD?
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: I GOTTTA geta a real ISP
Nick Danger: more Firewal Follies
Elayne: He also did a great series for Vertigo over at DC called Nevada. Lots of fun.
doctec: And now, Blue Oyster Cult with their hit, "Don't Feed The Reaper"!
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: After I move
Ken: i do another chat where aol doesn't work at all. they have to use another browser
Merlyn LeRoy: time is 9:52 PM
Uncle-Ernie: Fear the Reefer!
Merlyn LeRoy: you have three minutes to live...!
Nick Danger: aol likes not to work. its a company policy
Comarde Mr Yamamoto: Lemme try this w/nekkid IE
Ken: yammie: try opening up netscape, opera, mozilla, ie (yuck) and reenter the room
doctec: bb:no, I must do that (doc was a big fan of the oroginal HTD comics, he still has 'em all)
Bunnyboy: One of the great scenarios in this last HTD series: The Trinity slamming back shots at a bar in Hell.
doctec: bb: sounds great!
Ken: holy ghost yelling "another gin, please"?
doctec: must seek it out!
Nick Danger: ah! a seeker!
Dexter Fong: Another Martini for Mother Cabrini
||||||||| Catherwood ushers otomamaY rM edarmoC into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:53 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: And the Holy Ghost wears a sheet.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Oho
doctec: ymmay olleh
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Any better
Ken: sounds hilarious, bun
Dexter Fong: It's Mandrake the Magician
Bunnyboy: How does he make his eciov do that?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Shh Don't ask and i won't tell
Uncle-Ernie: And where does he go?
||||||||| Nick Danger walks away to Public Address System.
Ken: don't come out of the closet then
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Where the Bozos go
Merlyn LeRoy: otomama, that seems to result in a stable IP address, so that one should live
Bunnyboy: I'm listening to Negativland's latest, and it's a trip.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: It's nice here in the closet, It's rubber and chewy
Nick Danger: Awwwooooogah!
Ken: ah, csi is an hour anti-pcp commercial this week
||||||||| Nick Danger has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:55 PM.
Uncle-Ernie: Aren't you supposed to cloak under the big blue B? Up against the wall of Science in the ...
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Comarde Mr Yamamoto - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Yeah, I will in a minute
Nick Danger: yes. more damned propaganda against angel dust!
doctec: old snl joke: professor backward was found dead in his home last night - neighbors report being confused when they heard cries of "!pleH - !pleH!"
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Fiddler crabs no doubt
Merlyn LeRoy: lemme see if there's any way for AOL IP addresses to be kluged around...
Dexter Fong: Yam: Could be Fiddler's Elbow
Ken: doc: new book out about snl. heard interview with author on npr this week. fresh air with terry gross, i think. sounded interesting
Nick Danger: hehehhe... the "experimenting with drugs" obligatory message on CSI
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I should listen to NPR once in awhile
Nick Danger: funny, i don't theing the terms experiment and pcp go together...
Ken: i listen a lot
otomamaY rM edarmoC: That's EVIL shite
Uncle-Ernie: Sure they do nick !
doctec: ken: yeah, last snl book I read was back in the mid 80s - the "backstage history of Saturday Night" one. I wonder if the new one sheds any new light on what was covered in that book?
Ken: i've done a lot ot drug types, but stayed away from that one
Nick Danger: i'd say that's the proper sentiment hehe
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I have a really good Classical station here I liston to that nearly constantly
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Lison
otomamaY rM edarmoC: bah
Dexter Fong: hab?
doctec: sonny liston?
Nick Danger: oooh! attack of the killer uhm... white wetsuit wearing guy
Bunnyboy: Morning Edition had a lovely segment about a week ago on the advent of magnetic tape recording for radio airplay. Seems one of the early proponents was Bing Crosby. Der Bingle was too lazy to do a live show every week!
Uncle-Ernie: Announcer: Yes those puppies are tearing into a tin full of Billy Jack dog food. You know, the dog food that Billy Jack likes?
doctec: liston sonny, when i was your age...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Sugra Ray Daddy beat up Sonny Liston
Merlyn LeRoy: Yamamoto, it might work if I ignore the last number of the IP address.
doctec: bb: yeah, i heard that one - part of an ongoing series - it should be available via the npr.org site
Bunnyboy: Bing's engineer's also brought about the looping in of...laugh tracks.
Dexter Fong: Bun: Yes...Bingle hated live shows
otomamaY rM edarmoC: 6 6 or 5?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: 6
doctec: 25 or 6 2 4?
Nick Danger: yah, subnet yamamoto with a vengeance!
Uncle-Ernie: Granny: Us old folks like it to Jackie! BJ: Well dig in Granny. And now, look out for my Billy Jack flea collars
Ken: Live from New York: An Uncensored History of Saturday Night Live
otomamaY rM edarmoC: He just wanted to drink orange juice and count his money
Nick Danger: South California Purples?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bunnyboy: And the Magnetophone, or whatever the early prototype was, was captured Nazi technology!
Dexter Fong: ..and play golf
Ken: tom shales and someone else i forgot
Merlyn LeRoy: (though I don't remember if your aol login IP matched the other 3 numbers...)
Bunnyboy: I think the segment (and probably the Shale segment, as well) is still up at www.npr.org
Ken: you can listen to the show online if you wish, this tuesday's edition of "fresh air"
doctec: Shales' enthusiastic reviews of SNL on the mid-70s helped the show when no one knew about it.
Merlyn LeRoy: Next week, I'll try to have catherwood do a special 9:00 announcement as the start of the chat.
Uncle-Ernie: BJ: Put me down. Granny: Ah ya stepped in my bowl Billy! Announcer: Now $23 a can at businesses in Heater and both 'Corn Giant' stores.
doctec: oops ... "in the mid-70s"
Ken: last time someone stepped in my bowl, the bong had fallen over in the dark
doctec: 23 bucks - that's about right
Nick Danger: well, i managed to understand about half of what happened on csi today
Uncle-Ernie: Bummer Ken I hate when that happens!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: It was 60 here today and there were hippies everywhere
Dexter Fong: Ken: and you'll never have that recipe again
Ken: yeah, nick, it deserves 100% concentration
Ken: lol, dex! probably not. that was back when an ounce was $20 and you had to smoke 3 joints to get a buzz
Bunnyboy: (sings) I don't know if I can take me, cause it took so long to bake me...
Dexter Fong: ..wake me...shake me....don't let me cook too long
Ken: and now, the obligatory channel change to pbs for "frontline"
Nick Danger: o wow..... the next csi deals with the controversial subject of "murder at a midget convention"
Bunnyboy: I was thinking of songs for Aileen Wuornos, the recently executed murderer.
Merlyn LeRoy: hey otomamaY, want to see if I fixed the reaper bug?
Ken: tonights topic: missile defense
Bunnyboy: (sings) I think you better go now...
Nick Danger: best missile defense? move to moose knuckle, CA
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I've been doing okay so far
Dexter Fong: Bun: I'd be *real* interested in what you come up with =))
Bunnyboy: (sings) Everytime we say goodbye, I DIE...a little...
Uncle-Ernie: Oh well back to the salt mines, Mr. Birdseed ... Go To Press!
||||||||| 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 measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bubba's Brain: Hey, why not take all of me, Bunny Boy!
Bunnyboy: Go to Press!
Uncle-Ernie: http://issuesandalibis.org
Ken: good job, btw, ernie, i'm reading it every week now
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, but I want to fix the problem you have logged in through AOL, because other users will run into the same problem
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'm listening to a swedish rock band i found on Kazaa
Nick Danger: hanoi rocks?
Nick Danger: hehe
Uncle-Ernie: Kewl Ken spread the word!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'm still logged in thru AOL, tho
Uncle-Ernie: Later Y'all!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: later
Dexter Fong: Night Unca Ernie
Nick Danger: or did abba go weird on us....
Nick Danger: cya!
Ken: are hanoi rocks mostly limestone or chert?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: This is pretty cool actually
Merlyn LeRoy: bye UE
Dexter Fong: Yam: Grats...you beat the Reaper
Bunnyboy: Anybody see that there Mary Kay film on Sunday, with Shirley MacLaine. It was a hoot!
Nick Danger: ANYTHING with shirley mcclaine is a hoot
Dexter Fong: I hate Owls
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I found it looking for stuff by Ska-P
Bunnyboy: nite Ernie (*snickers*)
doctec: nite ernie
Merlyn LeRoy: otomamaY, but you said you changed how you logged in; I'd like to fix the bug that was kicking you off
Ken: no, bun, i refuse to watch shirley do anything that isn't related to new-age stuff :)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: A spanish Ska band-go figure how THAT happened
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Mer: N, I just opened an independent IE window
Bunnyboy: Mary Kay was all ABOUT new "age" projections...
Dexter Fong: Rasta-Fandango
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I's still coming off an AOHELL Server
Ken: (chuckle) right-o, bun :)
Nick Danger: try using a proxy yamamoto
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ska P is pretty cool
Ken: it's the aol browser that's the villain
otomamaY rM edarmoC: No proxy w/AOHell
Merlyn LeRoy: OK, but the way you were connected before had changing IP addresses; now they aren't changing. But I can't test my fix unless they're changing like before
Dexter Fong: No surpirse
Bunnyboy: And Brad Garrett looks pretty damn hot in that upcoming Gleason biopic.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Windose doesn't acknowledge yer connexion to the net w/ahell
Ken: bun, i like him, but the critics booed that one
Dexter Fong: Bun: Daily News was not impressed with Gleason show
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Daily Nudes?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'WCGuy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Ken: wcguy? a toilet man?
Nick Danger: i still want to see episodes of the musical Honeymooners year
Dexter Fong: Water Closet?
Merlyn LeRoy: well, it might be fixed for next time
Ken: sounds shitty to me, but welcome anyway!
WCGuy: Weirdly Cool?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Not enough violence the other day for them, so they run a snap of Gotti beaten up in Radio Prison in '96
Dexter Fong: Ah...
Ken: oh yeah! i had the water closet vision also
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Hope you flushed and washed yer hands
Bunnyboy: Nick: Yeah, I don't know what the gameplan is for the 60's Gleason show stuff. It's all in a vault in Florida.
WCGuy: Or Fields (WC Fields) take your pick.
Dexter Fong: Ken: I thought you looked flushed
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Doh!
Ken: of course, but i dont generally piss or shit on my hands (just to be safe)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Hello, Bill
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ken: a good plan
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'm moving
WCGuy: Is Nick, er, Nick?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Next wek
Dexter Fong: Where to Yam?
Ken: movin' on up, to the east side......
otomamaY rM edarmoC: wek
otomamaY rM edarmoC: week
Dexter Fong: wek
Bunnyboy: Who brought the duck?
Bunnyboy: wek wek wek
Nick Danger: took a whole lotta.... too -rah -ehn
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I HAVE to clean this Keyboard
Ken: wek: unit of currency in upper moldova in the 1600's
Dexter Fong: WC: Nick is not the *real* nick...it's just a nick
Nick Danger: i cleaned mine quite well last time... lost 2 keys
WCGuy: Oh, OK.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: kcin
WCGuy: But a Nick just the same
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Nick, you prolly didn't need them
Dexter Fong: MY: Where you moving to?
Nick Danger: Nick nick nicky knic
otomamaY rM edarmoC: A nick by any other name....
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Highland NY
Bunnyboy: SNL had a couple of fun fake commercials last week.
doctec: danger at dusk, nick at nite
WCGuy: Oh, by the way, Next FST on NPR is Oct. 31.
Dexter Fong: ..and that's where?
Nick Danger: just above the low lands, sad eyed lady
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Just over the Mid Hudson Bridge from Beautiful Poughkeepsie
||||||||| It's 10:15 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Uncle-Ernie - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn LeRoy: how do you know? Are you one of FT?
Bunnyboy: Duck hunters talking about supplemental insurance, then blasting the AFLAC duck, in a fake NRA spot.
||||||||| "10:16 PM? I'm late!" exclaims klok_offplanet, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers klokwkdog into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:16 PM, then departs.
WCGuy: Not exactly, Brian. Rice here.
Dexter Fong: Heh! Reaper apparently doesn't know Unca Ernie left already
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Rice?
Ken: bun: i saw that, hilarious
otomamaY rM edarmoC: W/Soy sauce, Yum!
Ken: steamed rice? or just mildly bothered
Bunnyboy: And an ad for a nutritional supplement for the "on-the-go" professional. Actually kept the punchline hidden for half the ad.
Dexter Fong: MY: John Rice (I believe)
Merlyn LeRoy: Well, ernie didn't log out...
WCGuy: Point for Dex
Merlyn LeRoy: I'll put up a notice
Bunnyboy: Nutri Quick - a complete meal in one anal suppository.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Uncle Earnies Rice
Nick Danger: pointdexter
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Bun: Ewwwwww
Dexter Fong: Bri: I don't see Ernie on the top list
klokwkdog: if you have indigestion, then, does that make you anal-retentive?
Ken: log in (clap clap) log out (clap clap), now available for 6 ez payments of $299.99
Merlyn LeRoy: he's gone, the reaper got him
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Yep
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I got my shots now
klokwkdog misses net splits
Dexter Fong: Ah,..OK Bri
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Those NRA guyas and that
Bunnyboy: Nutri Quick looks like a bread loaf-sized multivitamin.
WCGuy: Ready for more NPR news? (Not for general consumption)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Steve's on top of the monitor
Dexter Fong: Go Baby!
Merlyn LeRoy: OK WC, I updated the npr page at least
Ken: we're ready and willing
doctec: Not for general consumption?
klokwkdog: NPR? Did the war start?
Merlyn LeRoy: shoot; they've been extended?
Dexter Fong: I'm Abel
Nick Danger: only specialized
WCGuy: Just for you folk.
Bunnyboy: And the sad thing is: There actually is a company called Nutri Quick. Letters, they'll get letters...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: LOL
Merlyn LeRoy: and anyone who reads the log...
klokwkdog: all the good names are taken
WCGuy: They are definite through December (twice a month) -- and 2003 is in serious discussion.
Dexter Fong: Don't hold us in suspenders any longer, WC
otomamaY rM edarmoC: What a concept-shoving yer lunch
Bunnyboy: Too Weirdly Cool!
Ken: hip hip hooray!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Noser', just granted probation at 10:20 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
klokwkdog: a Mr. Reters in Canada was denied reters.com because Reuters claimed he was violating their trademark
Ken: hey noser
Dexter Fong: Hey Noser
doctec: this is indeed good nooz
otomamaY rM edarmoC: yes
Bunnyboy: lo Noser
Dexter Fong: Rete on!
Merlyn LeRoy: good stuff, though isn't NPR behind by one?
WCGuy: And....there is a very, very good chance that all the NPR stuff will be available on CD after the 1st of the year.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'll have to actually make an effort to listen
klokwkdog: hello!
Ken: klok: did you read about mr. nissan who refuses to sell his domain to nissan corp?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: lo nozer
klokwkdog: ...or sooner if they have an emergency pledge drive
Ken: ah, more good news about the npr stuff!
klokwkdog: he can't keep it
Dexter Fong: That's good news..thanks JR
Nick Danger: for years www.windows.com was a warez site or something
doctec: re cd release: great, i can dump all the real player snapshots i've been collecting
otomamaY rM edarmoC: My station does pledge drives every 2 months like erm..Klokwork
Ken: he had the name before the car company tried to get it. and it's HIS name
WCGuy: Does everyone know that Wierdly Cool is coming out in November?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I do now
Dexter Fong: DVD?
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, someone spotted amazon.com taking preorders
Bunnyboy: Is nassin.com taken?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: It'll be on Kazaa in december :)
klokwkdog: Network Solutions and the courts have struck down one such case after another, almost always in favor of the corporations
Ken: i want D without VD
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Nazis
WCGuy: DVD. Yes. Rhino FINALLY released it. Amazon is taking pre-orders for a Nov. 12 release.
Nick Danger: network solutions is a joke
doctec: 'bout time - on Rhino for sure? (I had heard their relationship with Rhino has been on the skids ever since the head guys left the label)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Just get a penecillin shot, Ken
doctec: How did they get that to happen?
WCGuy: (DISCLAIMER: I am in no way profiting from the release, or previous PBS airing of Wierdly Cool).
klokwkdog: except for what was it, eToys? they won the court case, but then, their domain strangely kept disappearing from DNSes and such and there was an active boycott against them
Ken: on a chemistry test: "define a solution". "the answer to the problem"
Bunnyboy: Is Rhino releasing the DVD under the Rhino imprint...or...or a shadow government?
doctec: WC is, however, profiting emotionally by sharing this info with us... as well he should
Bunnyboy: *Night whispers!*
otomamaY rM edarmoC: You said "power" and it responded just like we do!
Dexter Fong: "Don't come up on me!"
WCGuy: Send checks to....
Merlyn LeRoy: it seems like Rhino has been changing its target market
Ken: yes, tom, another cheer for mr. rice
Nick Danger: gotta run... cya all next week!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: later
Ken: bye bye, nicky
Merlyn LeRoy: see ya, nicky
Dexter Fong: Night Reg
klokwkdog: yeah, it seems to be siphoning a lot of the incoming cash into some kind of otherwise defense consulting corporation about which little is known; NS pulls in gobs of money every year, a real cash source
Bunnyboy: nite Nick
klokwkdog: nite Nick
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Mr ChanServ
doctec: nite (at) nick
WCGuy: The Rhino story is too long to tell here.
klokwkdog: you mean, like we are likely to change into donkeys or something?
klokwkdog: how is Rhino doing this?
Ken: john: do like dickens did--make it an installment, and tell us one chapter every week :)
Bunnyboy: Nonsense! Why, I've got my browser set for 25 lines...
Dexter Fong: lol Bun
Bunnyboy: klok: Through the magic of AOL Time Warner.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Heard Jeb Bushe's daughter was set for 25 lines
WCGuy: You got it Bun. Rhino is owned by AOL/TW. Richard Foos, Harold Bronson, Garson Foos are all gone.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Foo
Dexter Fong: We are U.S. Plus
doctec: aol/tv want to make Rhino strichly a re-release label?
Bunnyboy: The native ability to suck all the air outta the creative pool...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: We own the Idea you thought was yours...
doctec: aol/tw
doctec: oops
WCGuy: Nudder point for Doc!
Bunnyboy: MetaMixPhor - tm, a wholly owned tangent of US Plus.
doctec: i am betting they are releasing it simply because the work is already done on it - why kill it if it might turn a profit, however modest
Merlyn LeRoy: probably.
Dexter Fong: Great..that means about 300 copies go out worldwide
WCGuy: Or because there were a buncha people, ahem, who were beating them up about releasing it. (FST included)
Ken: i've got my copy, courtesy of my generous pledge :)
doctec: o i c \^o^/
Merlyn LeRoy: I can't help but think about rhino->XM->NPR like mary pickford jumping across ice floes
klokwkdog: The most insane Japanese 'collectable' has to be Merzbow's one-off CD sealed into the stereo of a brand new Mercedes. Whether this scam is merely an apocryphal tale or God's Honest Truth matters little -- it's such a great concept that I want to believe it, and that's all that counts...
WCGuy: And the world of Public Broadcasting thanks you, Ken.
doctec: merle: that's a fine analogy if i do say so myself
Bunnyboy: Next step - Canada?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Eh?
Ken: i do support npr and pbs. i use both, and think i should pay for that privilege
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I have an automatic draught going to my station.
Ken: all i got from local npr station was 1 yr newsweek and another coffee cup though
Merlyn LeRoy: oh, and weirdly cool in there too
klokwkdog: yeah, I particularly like the way they allied with John McCain to legislate against low-power FM stations
otomamaY rM edarmoC: No wonder they're always drunk
WCGuy: As a former NPR/PBS employee, I salute you, Ken!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I get a nice Naxos CD each year
Ken: yeah, klok, i read about that one. but the christians are moving in on npr also
Merlyn LeRoy: OK, next chat, catherwood will announce the official start of the chat (if someone is here at 9 PM)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: cool
doctec: am i back?
Dexter Fong takes his leave to do what?...that's right...go park the car
Ken: and if no one is here will he announce it anyway?
klokwkdog: he talks a lot
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Pahk the cah
Bunnyboy: Time to hot up some soup for the troop. G'nite, chez, and thanks for the news, WCGuy.
klokwkdog: no, he'll be out in the forest, listening for trees falling
Dexter Fong: Night Bun
Merlyn LeRoy: hey WC, wasn't there supposed to be 2 in sept. and 2 in oct? Did they skip/reschedule one?
WCGuy: My pleasure, Bun. Enjoy the soup
doctec: if he hears a tree falling, will he make a sound?
||||||||| Dexter Fong runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dexter Fong?! It's 10:34 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
doctec: nite bb
Ken: forest, log. it makes sense to me
otomamaY rM edarmoC: God Yet another XP update
Merlyn LeRoy: bye BB
klokwkdog: only if you're not listening, DT
Ken: later, bun
Merlyn LeRoy: change your bookmark!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: later
klokwkdog: nite BB
klokwkdog: what? another update -- a security hole that even MS couldn't ignore?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: That makes like the 2000 th patch I've d'l'd
doctec: egads
||||||||| "Hey Bunnyboy!" ... Bunnyboy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:35 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
doctec: apache?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: If I don't get 2 updates a week I feel lonely
Ken: i often wonder if behind the scenes, microsoft really is part of the us govt. the way they both lie to us with straight faces all the time
||||||||| It's 10:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nick Danger - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: It's just me and the cats now
WCGuy: Want a "Beat the Reaper" tidbit?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: sure
Ken: gimme! i love tidbits
doctec: I thought Gates bought the government a while back
Merlyn LeRoy: new one for halloween?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I give my cats tidbits all the time
Ken: yam: no more mrs yam? sorry to hear that
WCGuy: You heard that Rush Limbaugh played a bit of "BTR" a few weeks back?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: My little one will dance for a tidbit
klokwkdog: well, they both do repeat the same simple message over and over, figuring if they do it enough, it will be believed as Gospel...
Merlyn LeRoy: he's done that before
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ken: Mrs Yam went south after latest tiff w/daughter
Merlyn LeRoy: and in connection with the 'get sick' show (see http://www.firesigntheatre.com/aboutus.html)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I call daughters BF a bum
doctec: gifs are smaller
Ken: too bad. i know the feeling totally though, it's me and my 3 kitties now
doctec: but lower res
otomamaY rM edarmoC: BF sends a nasty E-Mail
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I turn him in
WCGuy: As a 'thank you', the boys sent Rush an autographed copy of "Bride" --- do you think he'll play "Pulling it off as a Man"?
Ken: uh oh, some bad karma to burn off there for him
Ken: funny story, john
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Daughter goes to family court and gets lifetime ban in revenge
doctec: wc: kinda doubt it
Ken: yam: life sucks sometimes, but it also offers new opportunities, as i have discovered
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I get a bit upset, wife goes too family court, cos he don't like the cut of my jib, moves to Pennsylvania, and gets her return ticket cancelled
Merlyn LeRoy: I got my mac fixed, but now it seems like the fan doesn't go
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Of course, wife is now a bit upset she's not gonna get to see the cats since she won't have acces to my new place
doctec: like cleese in an old python bit: (to guest at a party:) "I don't much like the tone of your voice." (pulls gun and shoots guest)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Doc:
doctec: yes?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Yes. Cept Family Court is the weapon here
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Sorry. Hit return
Ken: family court does not equal friendly court
Noser: There was an oft-repeated rumor when Cabbage Patch Kids came out that they were designed to get people familiar with what radiation-mutated children born after a nuclear war would look like.
klokwkdog: I did, nothing happened
doctec: i don't hit return - well, i do slap it around a bit...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Noser: a cheerful tidbit
WCGuy: Fun visit, folks. Be good. Keep listening. More to come...we hope.
Ken: noser: i'm glad i didn't own one then, they might have had residual radioactivity
otomamaY rM edarmoC: No extra arms and legs, then?
Ken: thanks, john, come back any time
doctec: as tidbits go...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: yes
klokwkdog: yes, but the upside is never having to carry a flashlight
doctec: thx j
Merlyn LeRoy: ok wc
doctec: come back reeeeal soon now, y'hear?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: yes
doctec: set a spell
doctec: take y'shoes off
otomamaY rM edarmoC: And I'll get a spell checker
klokwkdog: by WC
doctec: i'll get a chell specker
otomamaY rM edarmoC: DONT' Tako off yer shoes!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Take
klokwkdog: there are vaccines for both of those out soon
WCGuy: Night, kids. Keep laughing --- or consider the alternative.
doctec: (theyz ess-pensive)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: R0ined a good line, bah
doctec: life's too important to be taken seriously
otomamaY rM edarmoC: You'll never get out of it alive!
doctec: planned obsolescence
Merlyn LeRoy: well, I'm going to see if I can get my fan to work, I don't want to fry my computer
Merlyn LeRoy: bye
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy departs at 10:46 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
doctec: hard wired inta th'system
Ken: later, brian
otomamaY rM edarmoC: That's the basis of their Ideology
doctec: oh dear...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Fried apple?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: They have "apple chips" in stores here
doctec: that's like in Mark Time where the old geezer (doc tech) has to get the dang water pump ta turn over...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Pretty dismal
Ken: i like the banana chips myself
doctec: ooh, or plantain chips
otomamaY rM edarmoC: The problem's not in the piles or my piles...
Ken: oh yeah, tom, forgot about them. used to eat them all the time when i lived in tampa, many cubans there, available in every store
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I like the good old fashioned potato kind
doctec: way too fat-laden though - worse than potato cheeps
Ken: i love ripe, fried plaintains. an excellent side dish. fry in butter with a little brown sugar. yummy
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Corn chips
Ken: i had some mixed chips the other day: tomato, spinach, and potato, all in one bag
doctec: dipsy doodles
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Yeah, I got some of those, pretty good
klokwkdog: that's right - here in New England, you can't get Cubans in the store to save your life
doctec: heavy on the 30-weight
Noser: psorrheac scalp chips
Ken: i think they were all potato based, just added the flavor and color for the other ones
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Can't find any more, though :(
Ken: lol, noser! sounds good to me, with some sour cream dip
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Noser: Ewwwwww
doctec: have to zip away & zip back in - brb
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Zip it Doc!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ziploc Doc?
doctec: ...back?
Ken: klok: where i lived in tampa was 2 blocks from the 2nd place winner in the cuban sandwich contest, ate there ALL the time
doctec: yes
doctec: irc was never this easy to get in & out of
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I like the delis a lot here
doctec: merlyn rocks my world
Ken: tom: and it's well lubricated here also (as a bonus)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Funny thing around here is there's no Mexican food restaurants, but gobs of mexicans
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Indian, Chinese, but no Mexican
Ken: there are lots of mexicans around here, and they all like chinese food. i see them at the buffet all the time, piling it on the plates
doctec: mexican - who's mexican i
doctec: i'mpuerto rican
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ken: LOL
klokwkdog: what are all these Mexicans doing here??
doctec: soy sauce - we don' need no soy sauce...
Noser: Standing!
Ken: the chinese places all have bottles of red chili sauce on each table
doctec: waiting for takeout
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Heh, all the little chinese girls at the Kingston Grand Buffet know me by name
klokwkdog: (announcer voice) well, klok, they're doing the menial jobs Americans don't want to do, like Federal Appeals Court Judge and Director of Sanitation for the City of Los Angeles
otomamaY rM edarmoC: They don't even ask. They have a coffeee and a cola waiting, I'm in so much
Ken: my favorite waitress in town is nancy (yes, her real name) and she treats me right. i just wish she wasn't 60, i'd marry her in a second
klokwkdog: ageist!
Ken: yeah, i think 10 years is too much of a gap
otomamaY rM edarmoC: My favorite diner has a horrible turnover, new waitresses each week
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| WCGuy - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: And no cute ones, either
Ken: 7 on my late, lamented marriage, that was almost too much
klokwkdog: well, they probably dislike working upside down!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Yeah
Ken: yam: cute isn't everything (but it's nice when it's there)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: all the food falls off the plates
doctec: let's stand 'em on their heads!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ken: I'm going for cute
Ken: one of the chinese buffets had some mussels with mustard sauce the other day, i ate about 20 of them.
doctec: i'll take cute for $400 alex
Ken: yam: go for rich, that makes up for a LOT of other wanted attributes
otomamaY rM edarmoC: To hell w/it. All the young gurls dig the buzz cut and the tats on my hands
doctec: do you want cute - or what's behind the curtain?
klokwkdog: a bit more cute than *I* can afford, DT
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Makes me look DANGEROUS
Ken: life on the edge.....
doctec: dang'er...
klokwkdog: An-ge-les
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'm so old I'd perolly fall off
otomamaY rM edarmoC: prolly
doctec: prolly
doctec: perjoratively
otomamaY rM edarmoC: indeed
doctec: proactively too
Ken: absitively and posilutely
otomamaY rM edarmoC: retroactively
doctec: ooh, it's glowing...
doctec: oh wait, that's radioactively
otomamaY rM edarmoC: (sings) Patch next to Chernobyl
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Bah
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: It was supposed to Say "Cabbage Patch next to Chernobyl"
Ken: back in the ussr, er, ukraine
otomamaY rM edarmoC: To the tune of "moon over Miamai"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Merlyn LeRoy into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:01 PM, then departs.
Merlyn LeRoy: damn, have to bring it back in to fix the fan
otomamaY rM edarmoC: No USSR comrade
otomamaY rM edarmoC: The workers Paradise sold out o McDonalds
Ken: and gazprom
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I was the King of My Gazprom
klokwkdog: It's "The People's Republic of Russia. A fully-owned subsidiary of TMC General Corp."
otomamaY rM edarmoC: And NOBODY' SWEETHEART
Ken: i've been reading about how china tries to shut down google and others are writing code to get around it. quite interesting stuff
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'll bet
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I'll have to see if I can get banned in the PRC
Merlyn LeRoy: anyone have taylor jessen's address?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: no
Ken: no real newsflash here: saudi arabia has the second most restrictive internet access in the world, after china
klokwkdog had been reading about what will happen next with China, and it is very scary for everyone else
Ken: klok: they are going industrial in a BIG way, and no epa there. it will kill us all
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Yes, we're all downwind
klokwkdog: not exactly the scenario kwd is worried about...
Ken: alternate scenario is?
||||||||| It's 11:05 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| doctec - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: china unifies; china industrializes massively and quickly; china needs...oil
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'doctec', just granted probation at 11:06 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
doctec: hiccup
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Doc'
Ken: hey, that's the last tom clancy book!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Doc's all better now
doctec: could not dig it up - what's his web site called again? something to do with bathrooms...
Ken: "the bear and the dragon" or something like that
klokwkdog: alternate: china disintegrates just as much of the world has dismantled all its industries and moved them to "cheap, stable" China
doctec: taylor j. that is...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Klok: Cheerful tidbit
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Rotonoto into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:07 PM, then departs.
Ken: nice to have a fallback plan
otomamaY rM edarmoC: roto
Rotonoto: Have no fear, Roto is here
Merlyn LeRoy: I'll look doc; is his addr on his website?
doctec: hey it's roto
Ken: hi dave (no, dave's not here)
doctec: glad you could make it
Rotonoto: (well, go ahead- be fearful if you really want...)
doctec: merle: yeah i think it is
klokwkdog: the major concern being China going West and there not being too much there to stop them
Ken: are you dodging .223's in your area now?
Rotonoto: hi guise- wazzzaaa?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: whaas reeel
Rotonoto: staying away from the gas stations near the interstates
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Oh?
doctec: yammy's got it
Ken: that was REAL close to you, right?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: You can get shots for it
klokwkdog: it's a good time to do things in crowds
doctec: yeah i imagine, roto
Rotonoto: 10-4, eleanor
Rotonoto: about 6-8 miles S. of me
otomamaY rM edarmoC: What?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Do tell
Ken: way too close, since he's making road trips now too
otomamaY rM edarmoC: This sniper thingy?
Ken: yam: roto lives near the sniper in d.c./md/va
doctec: too freeky!
Rotonoto: fortunately no house calls so far...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Jesus
klokwkdog: if there is a fun part to all that, it's that the police are just about to start shooting at the press...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Nuts w/firearms
Ken: that fucker is totally nuts. "i am god" written on the "death" tarot card?
Rotonoto: it's a feeding frenzy- he is feeding off of the media coverage
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I still have my Kevlar vest I liberated from my '83 sioree in Beruit....
klokwkdog: yeah, we need some shark attack stories to take our minds off it -- like hauling about 90% of the press corps around as bait...
otomamaY rM edarmoC: or was that 84?
Ken: yam: doesn't stop a head shot, though
otomamaY rM edarmoC: True
Ken: and you can bleed to death from a shot in the leg if it hits the femoral artery. about 30 sec should do you in
Merlyn LeRoy: doc, I'll just wait until taylor emails me his address
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Puts his Kevlar Baggies over his buzz cut for the long haul
doctec: ok
klokwkdog: they kept saying "white van", and I thought, "Oh, the UK White Van Man syndrome has emigrated to the US"
Merlyn LeRoy: but I still can't stay on long, with no fan I don't want to heat up much
Ken: those damned limeys
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 11:13 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Hey, *I'm* a white van man!
Merlyn LeRoy: he just emailed it to me
Ken: brian: open the case and exhale forcefully every few seconds
Merlyn LeRoy: 2233 N. Catalina St. Apt. 202
Merlyn LeRoy: Burbank, CA 91504
otomamaY rM edarmoC: and my nearsidwe mirror is trashed
klokwkdog: nah, take off the side and add 20" breeze box
doctec: you should edit that out of the logs
otomamaY rM edarmoC: yeah
klokwkdog: or www.nexfan.com
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Put the comp in the fridge
Dexter Fong: 'allo
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Dex
Rotonoto: allohhh
klokwkdog: he's back!
Ken: what ever happened to those things that if you reversed the polarity they either heated or cooled? they were supposed to be standard on all cpu's "in the future"
klokwkdog: peltier
Rotonoto: peltier effect coolers
Ken: yeah, that's the word
klokwkdog: they work fine, but there is a thermal resistance problem
klokwkdog: also a condensation problem
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Leonard Peltier has been in the cooler a long time(sorry)
Ken: pesky resistance. you try scrubbing it out.......
Dexter Fong: Hey Roto
Rotonoto: hey dex
Rotonoto: er- Dex
klokwkdog: Tom's Hardware Guide has a wonderful writeup on a $199 silent water cooling system using Aquarium pump and radiator. It looks like it's not a spoof
Dexter Fong: either is okay roTo
Ken: lol, klok! i want pressurized water in MY computer for sure
Rotonoto: 2nite I found out that Yamamoto spelled backwards is otomama Y- cool, eh?
klokwkdog: someone else modified an old Athlon XP1500 to fry eggs in an attached pan
klokwkdog: i forget the URL
Rotonoto: hey doc- order up a special otomamangectomy for our special fiend- er, friend...
Ken: oh wow! 31 for a low next monday here
otomamaY rM edarmoC: I have an XP 1800, but I can't change my clock speed so it runs at 1.1
klokwkdog: Tom's also has writeup on new XP2600+ CPU series - they start at 73.5 W dissipation!
Ken: here's a good one for you: http://www.naimark.net/projects/zap/howto.html
klokwkdog: the problem with Peltier is that it can only move so much heat per square inch -- the chips are still small, but the heat to move has gotten large
Ken: laser pointer disables security cameras
Rotonoto: any bank robbers know that?
Dexter Fong: Planning a big caper, Ken?
klokwkdog: it's hard to hold steady
Ken: roto: don't know. this guy has tested extensively though. even gives instructions on how to mount one on a rifle scope and tripod
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Ken will be in the Peltier cooler before we know it
Rotonoto: just put the balls on the other side...
Ken: no, no. i dont' even own a laser pointer
Dexter Fong: If you did we could point you out
Ken: if you run the image through a green filter, you get good pic. so, he recommends using a triad of red, blue, and green lasers
klokwkdog: they are cheap and fun. also nice to disable photocells on street lamps
Ken: klok: permanently?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Do they have a compass in them?
otomamaY rM edarmoC: You need a gyroscope
klokwkdog: well, they are like fluorescent lights, so turning them on and off too much can cause trouble
doctec: fave jap recording? yep
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Nurse Judy', just granted probation at 11:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
klokwkdog: but no, you just hit the sensor with the pointer and it thinks, "Now it's morning..."
Ken: judy, judy, judy!
||||||||| Catherwood ushers the Yaws into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:23 PM, then departs.
klokwkdog: OK, that was it
doctec: thx for the link
Merlyn LeRoy: new pipple?
Ken: hi yaw
the Yaws: how do
doctec: hi nurse, yaws
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Street lights cut off when I go by, dunno why. I think it's my bad karma
Dexter Fong: Nurse? I think it's the Yaws
otomamaY rM edarmoC: lo
doctec: nurse yaw
Ken: is the yaws bacterial or a vitamin deficiency? i forget
the Yaws: No, I'm suffering from shortness of cash
Dexter Fong: Arlo and Arlene
doctec: yaw on
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Vitamin
doctec: edud
doctec: (no way dude)
otomamaY rM edarmoC: d00d
Dexter Fong: 7331
the Yaws: No, I'm suffering from shortness of cash
doctec: l33t h4x0rs
otomamaY rM edarmoC: that's how the fast youngins type it
klokwkdog: they do that as they age, just like fluorescents. if you observe, they are not really doing it because of you (in most cases, although some diseased lamps have been observed; it's thought to be a variant of Dutch Elm virus)
Dexter Fong: Still?
the Yaws: pass the groat clusters!
otomamaY rM edarmoC: mmmm
Dexter Fong: Did I pass one?
Ken: klok: i know a dutch guy, will have to ask him about that.
klokwkdog: Still? Cease? Anyone heard from Cat?
doctec: i passed a groat cluster earlier today... it was doing the backstroke
otomamaY rM edarmoC: No but the fox did
otomamaY rM edarmoC: yes where is cat?
Dexter Fong: Wonder if Austin smelled it?
Ken: enjoying europe (i hope) as we speak
doctec: klok: yes, Cat is alive and well and traipsing through Italy as I type
klokwkdog: enjoying the Rain in Spain, I guess
Dexter Fong: MY: Cat is in Europe
Ken: well, since it's 5am there now, might be sleeping
doctec: he said to say hi to the gang
klokwkdog: ...and he promised he'd get up at 3 AM and trudge to the local Internet Cafe
otomamaY rM edarmoC: Forgot
doctec: hmm, lemm do some quick html work, brb
the Yaws: Yeah, these wolf stools aren't as comfortable as they look---
klokwkdog: anchors away, DT
Ken: wolf stools are too close to the floor for me
Ken: last one i saw looked like little red riding hood
Ken: or was it robin hood?
Dexter Fong: The wolf's tools are stealth, endurance and teamwork
Ken: did i change channels to the national geographic here?
Dexter Fong: Ken: Was it wearing a Wooly Bully?
the Yaws: tis true. Just ask a cariboo
Ken: sam the sham and the pharoahs
otomamaY rM edarmoC: later guise
||||||||| "Hey otomamaY rM edarmoC!" ... otomamaY rM edarmoC turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:30 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Ken: no, wrong group. been a long time since the 60's
Ken: g'nite, yam
Dexter Fong: Well at least MY escaped the Reaper
the Yaws: a lot of sludge under the bridge
Dexter Fong: Yep and in the cess pool too
Ken: nurse judy: say something, anything, let us know you are alright!
the Yaws: greece on the seat of my genes
Dexter Fong: What's a Greecian earn?
Ken: about $3/day if he's lucky
doctec: http://www.doctechnical.com/cat_italy.html
doctec: Cat's email to me
doctec: ken: i forwarded him your email addy, did he send u anything?
Dexter Fong reading email
Ken: no, doc, i just read it, he wants my postal address. i'll private it to you
klokwkdog: speaking of Greece, did they glue that statue that fell over in NYC back together again, DF?
Dexter Fong: Wazzat klok?
doctec: i sent him your email address, figured he'd ask you
Merlyn LeRoy: that no-fun statue?
Ken: ok, that will work also. if you click "msgs" above the text line, you will find my address in case you email him back anytime soon
doctec: ken i sent you his email
doctec: address
klokwkdog: some museum put priceless statue on cheap plywood stand and it fell over; had yellow tape and chalk outlines and everything at the scene of the crime
Ken: thanks, tom, will mail now. brb
||||||||| It's 11:35 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nurse Judy - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Oh wow...Yaws killed Nurse Judy
Merlyn LeRoy: how ironicish
the Yaws: OOPS! Sorry...
klokwkdog: either that or the statue was trying to escape from the incompetents running the museum
Dexter Fong: Hell..she talked to damn much
Rotonoto: Oh- I'm sorry- she *didn't* Beat the Reaper (TM reg)
Dexter Fong: klok: Haven't a clue to what you're referring to
klokwkdog: well, I thought her pitch was worse than her yaw
the Yaws: who? Nurse Juby? (I'm bislexic)
klokwkdog: sigh, i will go look
Rotonoto: let's wheel her shards out here and show her and the ampohitheatre audience just what fracture she has contracted...
Dexter Fong: That's the spirits
klokwkdog: lol
Rotonoto: According to my careful prosthesis, this statue has contracted a sever case of gravitic imbalance...
the Yaws: she IS fun, but only when she falls over...
Ken: anyone see letterman's top ten list the other night about dumb guys? one talked about "the coming acropolis"
doctec: end over end
klokwkdog: NEW YORK (Reuters) - The Metropolitan Museum of Art said on Wednesday it was trying to piece together a 15th century sculpture of Adam by Venetian master Tullio Lombardo that tumbled to the floor and shattered earlier this week.
Rotonoto: aI actually did catch that 5 moinite segway, Ken
Dexter Fong: klok: I didn't hear that
Ken: klok: this isn't a joke?
the Yaws: He says he can shout, don't hear you
klokwkdog: Yeah, that's what the guard claimed, too, DF
Dexter Fong: Ken: It is but not funny
klokwkdog: http://www.nytimes.com/reuters/arts/entertainment-art-statue.html
Rotonoto: no, he can't shout, won't hear you...
Rotonoto: the silence was shattered by the intrusion of a very bad joke...
klokwkdog: http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/arts/AP-Shattered-Statue.html
Dexter Fong wonders why the Reaper didn't get Noser too
the Yaws: Officer, arrest that man. He's sitting in the Waiting Room!
Ken: damn, that's hard to believe. but if the nytimes says it, i have to believe it
klokwkdog: 10 Oct. Headline: Met Studies 'Adam's' Neighbors for Stress - http://www.nytimes.com/2002/10/10/arts/design/10STAT.html
Ken: remind me not to hire those guys for a home addition
||||||||| Catherwood leads ETruss inside, makes a note of the time (11:43 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
klokwkdog: Haven't read that one, but I suppose they've brought in some psychological counselors for the nearby statues who may have been affected
ETruss: Hey
Ken: who in their right mind would set a ton of marble on a pedestal made of plywood?
doctec: all the news that fibbed to print...
Ken: hi etruss
Dexter Fong: Mr. Truss
doctec: it's the trussmeister!
Rotonoto: ...
ETruss: Found my way here finally ...
Ken: my grandfather wore a truss for years
klokwkdog: Um, I don't have the names, Ken, but I think the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC can tell you
the Yaws: Truss T!
Rotonoto: it's the Earl of Duke
ETruss: Hi all ... Seems like a nice place so far
Merlyn LeRoy: hello etruss
Rotonoto: watch out for the dwarfs and trolls...
Merlyn LeRoy: egress etruss
klokwkdog: I'd comment that after 600 years, perhaps it was time to put these old chestnuts out to pasture somewhere and concentrate on something new
the Yaws: where's that dwarf???
Rotonoto: oh darn it- you jsut crused him
klokwkdog: ...but too much of the current stuff looks just like the deliberately-awful sculpture in Beetelgeuse
Dexter Fong: Dwarf is lieing crushed under the statue
Rotonoto: broke my dang spellchecker, too!
doctec: dwarf is now being tossed at wall, wearing velcro suit
doctec: too bad the wall is solid concrete
Ken: the trolls aren't too bad here, just $1 for 50 miles
the Yaws: I saw THAT on Letterman
klokwkdog: OOPS - ...but too much of the current stuff looks just like the deliberately-awful sculpture in Beetlejuice
ETruss: I've seen most of you around except for "the Yaws"?
doctec: betelgeuse
ETruss: Introductions are in order?
doctec: say it two more times and who knows...
Dexter Fong: ..of appearance
klokwkdog: that means that Dex. Fong has to go first?
the Yaws: in order to WHAT?
Ken: i'm ken from michigan. and i'm an alcoholic. no, wait, wrong browser window
klokwkdog: we bow to NO ONE
doctec: look, you wanna get some people outta your house, *I* wanna help ya get some people outta your house...
Merlyn LeRoy: By the way, are you THE Yaws?
Rotonoto: there's no place like Hampstead, there's no place like Hampstead, there's...
doctec: (in 12-step monotone) hi, ken...
Dexter Fong: Hi. I'm Dexter Fong and my late partner Hideo Wallbanger and I were the men of late night comedy
the Yaws: no, but I knew his brother...
klokwkdog: he was a friend of mine...
doctec: like cisco kid
the Yaws: he was heavy
doctec: but he was on a diet
Rotonoto: 3 weeks ago, I couldn't even apeel alkaholix, now...
ETruss: I think I licked the stamp once
klokwkdog: no 12-step stuff here, Schonberg is OUT, OUT, OUT, you hear?
Merlyn LeRoy: doctec and I are the firesigntheatre.com webmasters
doctec: laaaah-LAAH-lah-(looowww)-leee-la la la
Ken: i've actually lost some weight, if anyone is interested. down to 175 now :)
Rotonoto: I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it...
klokwkdog: congratulations
Dexter Fong: Ken: Not eating czndo that
ETruss: not bad, ken ... I've been working on that .... Haven't been that light since high school
Merlyn LeRoy: moving to the moon helps, too
Dexter Fong: I lowered my cholesterol
Ken: no lie, dex, some days i actually forget to eat. but the next day i wake up ready to eat :)
Rotonoto: and doggone it, I'm losing weight...
Ken: ok, dex, if we're doing commercials, "can you hear me now?"
Rotonoto: (attaboy, Kendster!)
klokwkdog: the moon is OK, but the time zone sucks if you want to do the FST chat
Dexter Fong: Ken: no
ETruss: Argh !! I hate that commercial
Ken: yeah earl, me too. i loved the snl version though, with dubya
Dexter Fong: Ken: But I knew you wer going to say that
ETruss: I don't stay up that late usually ... I'll have to catch it in the reruns
klokwkdog: he must have cable modem, since DF is obviously on the phone to Psychic Hotline again
Ken: reruns are non-participatory though
the Yaws: they KNEW he was ghonna call
Dexter Fong: klok: I knew you were going to say that too
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:53 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Noser by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Ken: hold on, i have miss cleo on the line
klokwkdog is wondering if DF can just go ahead and type all his posts for him
the Yaws: poor Noser
Dexter Fong: Ken: It's not for me
klokwkdog: but if not for you...
Dexter Fong: klok: no...but I knew you were gonna ask
ETruss: so ... I've been reading the logs with PA showing up ... I come around and he's not here ... xigh
Ken: wait! she broke my line. damn, shoulda used the 300# test line
Merlyn LeRoy: It's a crap shoot
Dexter Fong: More Sport Fishing for Psychics in a moment
the Yaws: As Karen Carpenter's brother said: she ain't heavy, she's my sister!
ETruss: I don't like guns
Rotonoto: that's a Devilmaster (TM) Ken- throw it back, quick!
Ken: earl: one night was late, another was early. you just can't predict what those crazy guys will do next
Dexter Fong: Ken: I can
Ken: hell, roto, i lived with the devil for a while, but some other sucker's got her now :)
ETruss: speaking of which .. anyone hear of any plans for the future for fst? any new TV shows, radio shows? Inquiring minds and all that ..
Rotonoto: heh!
Dexter Fong: Ken: Did you dance with her in the pale moonlight?
Merlyn LeRoy: so far, more NPR...
Ken: i'm not a dancer, sorry. i tried once, freaked people out, they ran away screaming
ETruss: wasn't NPR just until erection day tho?
Ken: well, unless you consider the horizontal bopp a dance--we did that under a full eclipse of the moon on a blanket once :)
Merlyn LeRoy: (shh. extended thru December at least)
Merlyn LeRoy: We revealed earlier in this chat
ETruss: ah .. thanks .. I won't tell anyone
Ken: i didn't reveal anything, still got my blue terrycloth robe on
Rotonoto: we're about to find out- my landlord is wired and he's transmitting...
ETruss: oops ... forgot to turn off the Web cam ... hold on a sec
Dexter Fong: Dear Friends...time for me to get outta here ...maybe absent next week, or at least rather late....be well all
Ken: nitey nite, dex
doctec: nite dex
Rotonoto: may all your parking spots be near and wide...
doctec: nite dex
doctec: and i must head out too
Dexter Fong: Thanks Roto =))
Ken: later, tom
Dexter Fong: Night all
Merlyn LeRoy: I should too, I'll overheat
Rotonoto: nite doc
||||||||| Dexter Fong departs at 12:00 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
doctec: tgif - a lot to do tomorrow, will be nice to kick back & relax tomorrow evening
klokwkdog: nite DT, DF
ETruss: have fun ...
doctec: in any case ttfn (ta ta for now)
||||||||| 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..
Ken: take care of that fever, brian :)
Merlyn LeRoy: annoying that I have to bring it in AGAIN...
doctec: thx for bumper stickers & moyers reminder ken
doctec: y'all chill out, ya hear?
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy departs at 12:01 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
doctec: aiiiight
doctec: i'm on it
doctec: forward into the passsstttttt.... (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
||||||||| "Hey doctec!" ... doctec turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:02 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Ken: damn, everyone is leaving, i look at the time, i look at the list at the top, and the last one says "the yawns" to me. think i'll call it quits too. "good night, sweet prince, parting is such sorrow." (shakespeare, romeo and juliet)
Rotonoto: nite Ken
Ken: and if i don't hit "exit" i can watch myself get reaped in the log!
ETruss: gosh .. I finally get here and everyone leaves ... sorry
Rotonoto: loved those Disks, Earl- T'anks!
Ken: but i will reserve that pleasure until later.
Ken: psst, earl, check your deodorant next time ;)
||||||||| Ken runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Ken?! It's 12:03 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
ETruss: you're welcome .... I couldn't have done it without the little people
klokwkdog: it has to do with the hour more than anything
Rotonoto: ahhh yes- the little people... in fact...
Rotonoto: discovered a 'new' artist thanx to you...
klokwkdog: yeah, send 'em back to Japan...
Rotonoto: John Simon
the Yaws: I was a little people once...
ETruss: oh .. I never did follow up on John simon ... what's he do?
Rotonoto: his Elves Song was a break song during one FST b'cast
Rotonoto: kind a mellowed out, jazz influenced sort of 60s/70s folk rock, I guess
ETruss: that was him? I remember some other reference to him related to FST ...
the Yaws: I thought that was Norton Simon
ETruss: i did like the song ... odd how you discover things by accident like that isn't it?
Rotonoto: he was behind some big band of the era but did not do many of his own works
ETruss: oops ... gotta go kill the cat ... back shortly
Rotonoto: he did a new one in the 90s called Out in the Street- pretty good, pretty mellow- Roto like...
klokwkdog: the animal rights types are gonna get 'em
Rotonoto: no advanced cat torture taught here!
Rotonoto: we stick to the basics!
klokwkdog: klok is listening to Flaming Lips; not mellow, but not quite the Boredoms, either
Rotonoto: don't know that one
Rotonoto: don't know that one
ETruss: the cat says "stop torturing me!!!!"
Rotonoto: Hey- there's an echo in here!
klokwkdog: http://www.flaminglips.com/main.php
Rotonoto: tried John Simon on AMG site but must be broken
Rotonoto: good writeup on him there
ETruss: interesting .... I think Im sure ive heard something by them but cant think of it right off
klokwkdog: very heavy on the techno-synth
ETruss: they on the radio much?
klokwkdog: zero radio; I heard them on 3WK
Rotonoto: jazzy website so far
ETruss: im about to say something stoopid like "are they sorta like devo"?
klokwkdog: yeah, Devo meets Velvet Underground and has Beck doing back-up
ETruss: are they sorta like devo? -- see, told ya
the Yaws: Well, Dear Friends...I'm off for another bowl of Loosners...TTYL
ETruss: thats quite a combination ....
klokwkdog: 3wk were getting tired of people mailing in for "Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt. 1"
klokwkdog: g'nite Yaws
ETruss: the yaws: we hardly knew ye
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:16 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs the Yaws by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Rotonoto: see yez later
ETruss: hey! im first online now ... oh, wait ... or is it different for everyone?
klokwkdog: good background site for any artist(s): http://www.allmusic.com/
klokwkdog: ...only until I change my nick to aklokwkdog...
ETruss: oh ... it's alphabetic ... crap ... i thought i was important
klokwkdog: every chat member is important to us!
klokwkdog: we never get more than 15, and there must be many more fans out there...
ETruss: yeah ... like those answering machines that all say my call is important to them?
ETruss: then none of them ever call me back?
klokwkdog: that was sincere, no matter how hokey it came out...
ETruss: sorry ... sarcasm mode was on
klokwkdog: I'm hoping the new web-based scheme will attract many more participants who couldn't dope out IRC
ETruss: yeah, i tried the IRC thing once or twice but it never took
klokwkdog: i was a regular, but face it, it takes a lot of personal effort to get IRC going, find a server and then half the time, the system screws up
Rotonoto: It's good enough- I don't miss much from IRC
Rotonoto: this makes a bit mor sense
Rotonoto: e
ETruss: what's the little combo box at the end of where i type for?
klokwkdog: oh, i miss the speed, the immediacy, and my acquired skills from years of doing just the FST chat (and some deep appreciation for true chat denizens who have 6 going at once, etc.)
klokwkdog: so you can send a personal note to someone
Rotonoto: klok- yes, downgraded capabilities and less hot shots, but more for the masses yearning to discover bozodom
ETruss: ok, i tried sending one but apparently you didn't get it?
klokwkdog: there are instructions on the main page, which is better than IRC
Rotonoto: you can still do that here
ETruss: WHAT??? read the instructions? that's a last resort
klokwkdog: I dont' want to chat with tech whizzes who like FST, I want to chat with everyone who likes FST
ETruss: at least for a programmer its the last thing we do
klokwkdog: I got one from Roto
ETruss: more fun just winging it to see how it takes the corners
klokwkdog: did you get one from me, E?
ETruss: ok, i got a message from each of you ...
ETruss: once i select the person to send it to, what do i do to send it?
klokwkdog: you see, you really *do* matter
klokwkdog: thanx, R
ETruss: enter doesn't seem to work
klokwkdog: and later, you will get a formal note-card, penned in blue or blue-black ink and sealed with stamped wax
Rotonoto: Arrrghhh!
Rotonoto: it's not any where as smooth as IRC was
klokwkdog: it's the same way you type stuff for the main window?
ETruss: like the simlufax copy of my conversation with the president?
Rotonoto: you'll be reciveing a souvenier copy of your own words and a reply from us int the mail soon...
Rotonoto: I want my IRC bakc! Wahhhh!
klokwkdog: je ne souviners
ETruss: well, i think maybe i oughta go read the manual ... then i won't have to ask so many questions
Rotonoto: je ne pas 'bozocool'?
ETruss: thanks for the answers so far though
ETruss: seems to have worked that time
klokwkdog: listened to a long OED derivation of denouement today
Rotonoto: all right men- questions? questions? Ahhh, pass the syrup, General....
Rotonoto: listened?
Rotonoto: you listened to your dictionary and it *spoke*?
klokwkdog: I was reminded of the recent joke about Bush 43 saying, "The problem with the French {hi-tech industry} is that they don't have a word for entrepeneur"
ETruss: i get it now ... i have to choose the person first then type in the line
klokwkdog: msg received!
ETruss: if i do it the other way around, enter doesn't do anything
klokwkdog: you see, I told you so! We used to have another mode, but it vanished mysteriously.
ETruss: klok:that's just too weird ... did he really say that?
Rotonoto: they don't need a word for 'entrepreneur'- they just come over here and steal it
klokwkdog: yeah, Roto, I am just about through The Professor and the Madman about how a psychotic killer helped provide over 10K of the entries for that dictionary
klokwkdog: Roto - I keep hearing it, but I suspect disinformation
klokwkdog: it's a book on tape
Rotonoto: heh
klokwkdog: the problem is that I worry about Bush's ability to remember words like "entrepeneur"
klokwkdog: the library just informed me that Stalin's Mistress & Hitler's Pope are waiting for me
ETruss: http://www.snopes.com/quotes/bush.htm
Rotonoto: such an eclectic reader!
ETruss: just checked Snopes and they say *false* to the Bush joke
Rotonoto: je ne pas le mon petite espionage industrial...
klokwkdog: sounds good to me, then
ETruss: They say "undetermined" to the quote "American president George Bush asked Brazilian president Fernando Cardoso if "Brazil has blacks, too." "
klokwkdog: what matters is his ability to kick Saddam's butt, right?
ETruss: http://www.snopes.com/quotes/brazil.htm
Rotonoto: I believe it- after all, Bush speaks "Mexican"
klokwkdog: what matters is his ability to kick Saddam's butt, right?
Rotonoto: yes- there definitely *is* an echo in here...
ETruss: just playing around ... don't mind me ....
klokwkdog: what matters is his ability to kick Saddam's butt, right?
Rotonoto: another artifact of this jazzy venue- the slow response leads to unnecessary double entries - er, echos
ETruss: i think you spell that "entendre"
klokwkdog: are we Americans or are we mice?
Rotonoto: that's an hour long discussion, klok- I am trying to avois :o)
klokwkdog: we...are...DEVO!
Rotonoto: hell, you know they are going to take us to war, there's no doubt now
ETruss: wait .. i think i said that before ...
Rotonoto: you did- it's the echo
klokwkdog: not yet, the omens (supply of precision guided munitions) are not auspicious
Rotonoto: double ender entendre?
ETruss: r: har ... good one
Rotonoto: arrrhhh! aye, matey...
Rotonoto: they can crank them out quite fast enough
ETruss: aye ... did you ever hear the one about why the pirate had to wear an eyepatch?
klokwkdog: we are gonna kick Saddam's but and then...um, and then, well, we'll "bring democracy to Iraq"
Rotonoto: "...say, there ain;t nothin' auspicious about this gig- you see, you see what yopu want to see and you hear what you want to hear..."
ETruss: and bring that oil on home
Rotonoto: and bring major terrorist attacks home
Rotonoto: including to my town
klokwkdog: in a democracy, the majority rules, and Saddam's sorry bunch is a tiny minority. The majority are Shiites, closely tied to...hmmm...those nice Iranian Shiites...
ETruss: hey .. no name calling
Rotonoto: face it- it's going to be a nasty century
ETruss: oh, wait .. sorry .. my fonts too small
Rotonoto: maybe on your monitor- here I read it in 24 point braille
klokwkdog: You need to answer one of those font enlargement emails, E
Rotonoto: LOL
klokwkdog: mine were 50% bigger in 15 days
ETruss: maybe thats my whole problem after all ...
Rotonoto: feeling inadequate? upgrade your fonts for pennies a second...
klokwkdog: no, you shouldn't answer those emails, E, those are for girls!
ETruss: i feel adequate ... thats the whole problem
klokwkdog: i like it when I get email from schoolgirls in Japan using New Century Schoolbook
ETruss: have you ever heard of anyone aspiring to be "adequate"?
Rotonoto: oooh! Yung guy!
klokwkdog: Bush 43, E?
klokwkdog: if that's what you want, Roto; I'm not into that scene
Rotonoto: touche!
Rotonoto: into what scene?
Rotonoto: oto know nothing...
ETruss: hey ... point that thing some other way, thanks
klokwkdog: Yung guy
Rotonoto: oh- old trick puzzle- motor defective
klokwkdog: LOL
klokwkdog: the hour is getting weird
klokwkdog: i must anon
ETruss: and so are the participants
Rotonoto: indeedy...
klokwkdog: u betcha, E
ETruss: is "anon" a verb?
Rotonoto: and on and on, no doubt...
ETruss: yeah .. its almost midnight here ... the wife is snoring in the other room ...
klokwkdog: no, just adverb, but I could swear I saw it misused
klokwkdog: so
Rotonoto: Roto not like bozos *or* japanese schoolgirls, want sincere bozoette for intense search iof Great Wall...
klokwkdog: walking around listening to a book with definitions of some word from OED at beginning of each chapter has kinda warped me this week
Rotonoto: write: Chinese Music Deal...
klokwkdog: LOL
Rotonoto: box 487, Hong Kong
klokwkdog: yeah, I was researching Yoshimi today and found out more than I ever wanted to know about Japanese noise music
ETruss: where's everyone else at?
Rotonoto: sane bozos all sleep
klokwkdog: it's 1AM on the right coast: probably asleep
ETruss: well, not "everyone" ... i don't think they'd fit in the room ...
ETruss: im in the middle ... Minneapolis ... on the other side of the riber from Merlyn
Rotonoto: Roto flya all night sleepa all day in the hot chocolato springs
klokwkdog: but 7AM MET; I'm disappointed Cat hasn't stumbled out of his Italian villa and visited us, esp. since we were so kind to swtich to a browser-based chat...
Rotonoto: he is sampling the Italian cidre...
klokwkdog: suppose the Italian net cafes don't really open until 10AM there
klokwkdog: well, i'm zealous of him, anyway, but wish them well on their journey
Rotonoto: he'd be sampling the local vino, I'd be getting jazzed on cappucino until I look like too much coffee man on Mad TV
ETruss: so .. what happens at midnight? does this go on or does someone kick us out and lock the door?
klokwkdog: no, but the participants on the right coast begin to fade
Rotonoto: midnite right coast time has come and gone already
klokwkdog: we go back to the shadows again
ETruss: so its a 24-hour stand with only one night scheduled
Rotonoto: I have turned orange and globular...
klokwkdog: the simple dirty secret is that this chat is hosted from Vanatu for tax and secrecy reasons
Rotonoto: with money laundered in the Caymans, no doubt
ETruss: well im sure the secrecy part is well worked out
Rotonoto: Ah so, Roto say: secrets all clean now!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
klokwkdog: it is really a legit storefront for a Kazaa MP3 server that is buried under the reef at the North end of the island
ETruss: actually im just here to avoid having to send an email to my boss that i don't feel like writing
ETruss: work sucks
klokwkdog: I don't know about that Roto, none of the finances involved with FST ever come clean
Rotonoto: sleep on it, you will feel mellower in the morning'
klokwkdog: you can send a garbled message and then promise to re-send it tomorrow night when you get home
ETruss: klok: good excuse ... i should try that some time
klokwkdog: ok, ok, i have tried hard, but I'm shot. must go
klokwkdog: sorry, bad choice of metaphors Roto. g'nite all
||||||||| Catherwood says "1:03 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs klokwkdog by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
ETruss: "no, you hang up first"
Rotonoto: t'anks again for the CDs...
ETruss: well, i guess that about does it for me too ... the clock on the wall just struck out
Rotonoto: see you later...
ETruss: want to turn out the lights when you go ... thanks.
ETruss: byeeeee.
Rotonoto: ...
||||||||| Catherwood says "1:05 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs ETruss by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Rotonoto: where does klok, bless his old heart, get all this sexual inuendo, fer gosh sakes? :o)
Rotonoto: Roto innocent, I tell you....
Rotonoto: "I'm a newsman, I gotta find out- Reeeebusssssss..."
||||||||| Rotonoto runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Rotonoto?! It's 1:06 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please log off for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

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Comrade Mr Yamamoto
Dexter Fong
Merlyn LeRoy
Nick Danger
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