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 January 02, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 8:56 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Merlyn plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 02, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (9:03 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn waves
Dexter Fong: Hey Brian
Merlyn: not too busy yet
Dexter Fong: I noticed =))
||||||||| Lonesome Beet enters at 9:09 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: Howdy Lonesome
Lonesome Beet: Howdy, little pardners - i'm back from the shadows again
Dexter Fong: And looking quite pale too
Merlyn: hullo
Lonesome Beet: oh, let me get this bucket off my head - sorry to be a pailface
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:13 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from Billville."
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Merlyn: hey elayne
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Elayne: Just back from Billville. Bill says hi.
Lonesome Beet: greetings, elayne
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:13 PM and late as usual, it's klokwkdog, just back from Billville."
Dexter Fong: Hey Klok
Elayne: Hi Klok! See you've been to Billville this evening too.
klokwkdog: hello everyone; I must B brief
Lonesome Beet: hi, klok
Lonesome Beet: and what nice briefs they are - now pull up your pants!
klokwkdog: yes, I had to take the bill by the horns, so to speak (as the platypus once said...)
Elayne: Hey Dex, any luck with what we discussed last week?
Elayne: Klok, did you bill him for it?
klokwkdog: yikes! ur right!
Dexter Fong: Coo! Blimey
Elayne: Oh no, Dex has Dick Van Dyke disease!
Dexter Fong: E: Working on it..will email you soonest (stop)
klokwkdog: i was lucky to get the last of the slice pizza at Superior Bakery tonight, Elayne (and I shouldn't be eating it, but it's sooooo good)
Elayne: (and it's "Cor, Blimey" btw)
Elayne: Thanks Dex!
Elayne: I hope you got it with anchovies, Klok!
Dexter Fong: E: I was going for "bill" and "Coo"
klokwkdog: gad, are we being taken over by the UK now?
Elayne: D'oh, Dex! Sorry, swished right over me 'ead.
Lonesome Beet: get those pigeons out of here, please!
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Uncle Ernie', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:16 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: United Empire Loyalists Rally Tonight
Uncle Ernie: G'Day Y'all!
klokwkdog: first Canadians take over our news and comedy, then car wrecks become "crashes"...
Lonesome Beet: hi, ernie
Elayne: Sorry Lonesome, if the pigeons leave Trafalgar Square they take up residence in the Tower, then the crows leave, then England goes to shit. I have it all mapped out.
Dexter Fong: "become"???
klokwkdog: next we'll all be scooting down "slip roads" instead of entrance ramps
Dexter Fong: Hey Unca E
Elayne: Evenin' Uncle Ernie!
Uncle Ernie: Hay Dex
klokwkdog: yeah, Dex, what the heck is a "car crash"?
Uncle Ernie: E!
Dexter Fong: K: A "car crash" is a collision
Merlyn: maybe it's a "carc rash"
klokwkdog: it sounds like some kind of Demolition Derby event
Lonesome Beet: is that when the computer components in your auto cease functioning?
Elayne: Dang, Lonesome, I was just going to say that. :)
Lonesome Beet: i type fast
klokwkdog: In my time, a collision between cars was a "wreck". As in the "Wreck of Old 97". Hmmm. That was a train, wasn't it?
Uncle Ernie: Elayne you can kiss a ducks tail but you've got to be quick ... Benny Hill!
Lonesome Beet: it was
Elayne: Me too, Lonesome, but I multitask too. :)
klokwkdog: where is cease tonight, lonesome? I just noticed that.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:19 PM and late as usual, it's Ken, just back from Billville."
Dexter Fong: Klok: All I can say is the term has been in usage since I can remember
Lonesome Beet: i type fast, and then the system takes its sweet time making it visible
Ken: good evening, ladies and germs :)
Dexter Fong: Heya Kend^
Lonesome Beet: hi, ken
klokwkdog: No, it happened in the mid-1980s, Dex. Fer sure.
Elayne: Evein' Ken!
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dave', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:20 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Uncle Ernie: Hi Ken?
Ken: how's the great northeast doing? snowing here...again...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Not so...although car wreck was also used
klokwkdog: I know because the first time I heard it, I jumped up and shouted "Noooooooo!..." but it didn't help.
Lonesome Beet: where is cease? probably out at the bar with desist
Uncle Ernie: Snowing in Detroit!
Lonesome Beet: hi, dave
Merlyn: no real snowfall in the mpls/st. paul area so far this winter
Elayne: Freezing rain here, Ken. Actually freezing pish, it's not heavy enough to be rain.
Ken: hey dave. sorry i didn't write you as promised, a computer crash erased your address before i wrote it down.
Elayne: Hey Dave!
klokwkdog: See Paul Fussell's Class about the creeping proletarianism of culture and the creeping anglicization of pop culture based on its alleged higher-class cachet
Ken: ernie, i'm 100 miles west of you, so you get our leftovers
Elayne: Dave, that's a very presumptuous assumption.;
Lonesome Beet: just plain ol' liquid rain out in Portland, OR, which is nice, because one does not have to shovel rain
||||||||| Catherwood ushers HasNoName into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:21 PM, then departs.
klokwkdog: that was a computer WRECK, Ken...;-)
HasNoName: Hola...
Ken: amen, beet. i hate to shovel
Dexter Fong: Hi HNN
Elayne: It's funny Klok, Robin always laughs when that subject is raised, because he's from the Souf' o' England where they're pretty much all working class. :)
Ken: hi has
Lonesome Beet: hi, no name
Elayne: Oh my goodness, CARL!!! How are you? It's so great to see you here!
klokwkdog: You mean like Alan Cox?
Ken: hell, i'd love to be "working class" again
HasNoName slipped and fell twice this week coming into the ice rick he parks at for work.
HasNoName: Hey...
Dave: HASNONAME hablas espanol verdad?
HasNoName: er, ice rink.
Elayne: Hang on, how do you do that third-person stuff, Carl? I can't figure it out.
klokwkdog: Wait a minute; he's in Wales...that's south, anyway (I know there's a difference, but being American, I'm not supposed to, so I'll play dumb)
Elayne: And sorry to hear about your accident.
HasNoName: Nicht sehr gut, Dave
Lonesome Beet: by tomorrow night, i'll know if i'm still working class or not
Ken: http://my.netscape.com/corewidgets/news/story.psp?cat=50900&id=200301020905000241176
Elayne: We're currently only a one-income family... Robin's still "between assignments."
HasNoName: type in : (colon) followed by what you want after your name. sort of MUSH like...
Dexter Fong: E: just start with a "colon"
Ken: uh oh, beet, sounds ominous to me
klokwkdog: I'm reminded of O Lucky Man!, which begins "South" and proceeds...
Elayne: Heh, Ken! It's always the Martians!
Ken when i start with a colon, i usually get shit
Elayne: And the French.
Elayne tries it.
Elayne: Oh, cool, thanks!
Dave: working class? haven't even started my first year there
Lonesome Beet: it's the nature of temp work - hope to get a call to go back on monday
HasNoName sees that Elanye has figured it out.
klokwkdog: Be careful, I just read that a horse's colon can hold 18 quarts
Uncle Ernie: Actually it's the bees and spiders again, they stole my food stamps and soled them to the rats!
Dexter Fong: K: How come the liquid measure?
klokwkdog: (12 for small intestine, 4 for stomach - feed your horse at least twice a day, not all at once)
Ken: dave: enjoy youth while you can. your main worry is which radio station to listen to. no worries about paying bills
HasNoName: less if you keep it in the freezer section, sadly...
Lonesome Beet goes down to the car to honk the horn for help
klokwkdog: are those brown-soled rats?
Ken: liquid measure? i must be on another planet here....
HasNoName: klok: and black karma'd
klokwkdog: especially those bills in Billville...
Uncle Ernie: Thats a brown shoe sqaure in the dead of night ...
Dexter Fong: Ken: Quart = Liquid measure...Yes?
klokwkdog: they seem to come due with tornadic velocity
Uncle Ernie: Ah shorts and quarts dex!
Ken: yes, a quart is liquid measure. did i pass the testes?
Dexter Fong: K: You did but I'm still waiting for Klok to answer
Dave: Ken the radio stations in Denver suck, I want to start a free form station, just like it was in the good ol' days when I wasn't alive to hear it
klokwkdog: london is burning...but I live by the river!
HasNoName: Dave: no more free form, now forms are expensive...
Ken: dave: i think the f c c passed some sort of low power rule with unlicensed operation, but know no details on it
Dexter Fong: If you lived near Cleveland, the river could be burning too
HasNoName: Hey, the River hasn't burned in years...
Dave: I've got connections who give me mp3s of FF radio
Lonesome Beet: you could always try internet radio
||||||||| Catherwood leads cat inside, makes a note of the time (9:29 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Ken: there's always internet radio. IF you can afford to pay the $4 per thousand listeners or whatever the r i a a is trying to rob from real people now
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
Ken: hi cat
klokwkdog: Ken: http://www.radionewport.org/ (3.5watts)
cat: hey
Elayne: Hi Cat!
Dave: fucking formats, hey! it's amazing what iliteration can be accomplished with swear words, but anyway, I hate mainstream radio with a passion
cat: why does it say no one is chatting?
Lonesome Beet: hi, cat
klokwkdog: we were wondering about you, Cat
Dexter Fong: A prolonged moment of silence Cat
cat: hi dave, dex, el, has, ken, klok, lonesome, bf, uncle ern
Merlyn: maybe your browser didn't refresh the front page
Lonesome Beet: cat, maybe because we're actually typing? i do mumble occasionally
cat: yeah i was waiting to see if anyone was gonna show up
cat: why did it say no one was here?
Ken: 3.5 watts on fm will get you a few miles if you are lucky, but that's a lot of people if you do it in the right area.
Uncle Ernie: HI Cat!
HasNoName: hello, cat...
Lonesome Beet: we're all just fig newtons of your imagination, cat
Elayne: Oh, that's easy Cat, how can we be in two places at once when we're not... etc. etc. ?
Dexter Fong: Ken: I suggest Bombay
cat: but of course, el
Dave: hey! apparently Cat has greeced us with his presence once again, hello there
cat: see, already practicing my "canadian"
cat: and swim the english channel?
Dave: "BOMB THE BAY" was the war cry for the Bay Of Pigs invasion
Ken: dex: the fcc rules don't apply there unless michael powell has made some sort of arrangement with the hindu nationalists that run india these days
Lonesome Beet: jim morrison was reincarnated in Bombay, and he started a new rock group there - the Bombay Doors
Uncle Ernie: A hoser eh?
cat: the hudson's bay company?
cat: lol, beet
klokwkdog: Ken - it's wall-wall jazz 24/7, served off a hard drive on top of Hotel Viking in Newport, RI. 3.5W barely gets it to my car radio; so-so back here in the forest.
Ken: lol, beet
HasNoName: ehh, michael powelll... I liked him more when he worked with pressburger...
Dexter Fong: Beet: Who opened for the Bombay Doors
cat: everyone here the latest firesign npr thing?
klokwkdog: what's going to be the war cry for the Bay of Goats invasion (Iraq)?
cat: probably Spirit, dex
Dave: the forest? RUN!
Uncle Ernie: I thought it was the Moscow Tears, you remember? Marx is tv family!
klokwkdog: LB: LOL; awful pun, tho'
Ken: cat: i listened on monday or tuesday, whichever day it was on
cat: they are sure getting a lot of mileage out of their hello, goodbye rif
Lonesome Beet: michael powell - friend of corporate interests, enemy of the little guy
klokwkdog: they did one post-Xmas?
Ken: beet: you have just described the entire government
Elayne: Well, Cat, everyone does stuff like that, "forbidden/overused words" and such.
cat: go to npr or the firesign link to it and hear it, klok
cat: i found it very moving
Lonesome Beet: ken, very true
Dave: twas ok in my opinion
cat: loved to see them blend mutt and smutt with the radio now ending
Ken: lots of deja vu there from a previous incarnation of bebop loco
klokwkdog: OK, will do, but I have to go away shortly and will get back to all of youm spater tonite. Farewell to all who won't be up late...
Dexter Fong: Later Klok
cat: they really are yanking all their characters and riffs from myriad albums into service yet again for a New Millenum
klokwkdog: thanks for the heads-up on NPR, Cat
Elayne: Bye Klok!
Ken: youm spater? spreak engrish, krok
Uncle Ernie: Ta ta Klock
cat: see ya, klok
cat: hey, thanks for the lovely card
cat: did i ever send you a copy of Box of Time?
klokwkdog: nite Elayne!, Ernie, Cat; C rest of you in approx. 2 hours
Ken: bye, klok
cat: Red Shift, starring Yourself, Robin, Tiny, Doc, BF, 3 and two thirds of the Firesign, etc etc should be coming out in March!
Elayne: Cool, Cat!
Elayne: Hang on. Two thirds?
Uncle Ernie: 2/3 doesn't that hurt?
HasNoName: 2/3rd of Firesign?
Elayne: That's the new math, isn't it?
cat: so you want me to send you BO Time now or wait and bundle it with Red Shift in March? Your choice?
Dexter Fong: "3 and tow-thirds"?
Ken: e: think irrationally
Dexter Fong: two
cat: yeah, Melinda and Orson
Elayne: Wait till March, please.
Elayne: Cat, possible to send on a CD, or only on tape?
cat: 3 and 2 thirds. ossman, orson, phil p, melinda, and austin
Dexter Fong: It'll be the March of Time
Dave: new math? like the Tom Lehrer song? "base 8 is just like base 10, if you're missing two fingers"
cat: CD of course, el
Elayne: Oh, excellent Dex, I think that's what Cat should call it. :)
cat: good one
Uncle Ernie: Tom Lehrer was my first hero!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:38 PM, dragging Um by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Ken: dave: i worked on a computer once that used octal (base 8). it was good except when i tried to play the beatles, then revolution number nine was eleven
cat: not me
Ken: um, hello
Dexter Fong: Um....sure, why not
cat: um, clem?
cat: what was tv show lehrer was on?
Lonesome Beet: um, clem? no, wait, that would be ah, clem - well, hi, whoever you are
Dave: "life is like a sewer, what you get out of it depends on what you put in to it" Tom Lehrer
Uncle Ernie: #11 #11 #11 loses something in translation!
Ken: um is a low class meditator who can't afford to buy om
cat: i rememberr watrching it but not its name
Um: um, hello
cat: om on the range?
HasNoName: hello...
cat: firesign fan, um?
Uncle Ernie: Hi Um?
Uncle Ernie: Isn't that ohm on the range?
cat: sherlock ohms?
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Um - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Ken: georg ohm resisted singing that song
Lonesome Beet places a resistor on the stove and sings "ohm on the range"
Dexter Fong: Wow that was fast
cat: guess not
: um that was not nice
Ken: reaper just didn't like him, i guess
HasNoName: Um... nope
cat: well, at least he/ she doesnt have The Plague!
||||||||| Catherwood leads Um 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.
Um: um reaper didn't like her
Dexter Fong: Um again Um again
Uncle Ernie: I'm having a deja vu all oevr again ...
Lonesome Beet: maybe I should take over the Reaper's job, then I could be Beet the Reaper
cat: lonesome beet tick?
Dave: lol lb about the resister
Ken: *really* lol beet!
Dexter Fong: Yes you could Lonseome
Uncle Ernie: Whatever happened to the lonesome Beetic?
Dexter Fong: Beetic?
Lonesome Beet: and whatever happened to Fay Wray?
cat: he cut the souls off his shoes, shat in a tree and learned to play the bongos
Dexter Fong: damn hippy
Uncle Ernie: Ah that son of mine ...
cat: great bruce cockburn lyric and faye wray and king kong. wish i could remember it
Dexter Fong: got nothing to do 'cept roll around heebin all day
Dave: and why is he called "the lonesome beet" when he's got his fello holygrams for accompaniment?
cat: cuz its euphonius, i guess
cat: the firesign usually opt for the most melodious sounding phrases, whether they make sense or not
Ken: for those who look for tangential meaning in life as it relates to firesign, frontline on pbs in a few minutes is about whether marlowe really wrote shakespeare's "anythynge"
cat: tiz Audio theatre after all
Lonesome Beet: i'm more of an uholygram, myself, although i weigh considerably more than a gram
cat: and miss Rick Steves?
Uncle Ernie: Like the sidewalks of your mind?
cat: and speaking of grams...
Ken: i have purchases many holy grams in my life but some sent me to unholy places
Dexter Fong: uhoh
Uncle Ernie: I'm crushing up some holygrams right now in my pipe ...
Lonesome Beet: care to share, ernie?
Ken: i smoke truffles in my pipe now for that european touch
Uncle Ernie: Certainly Lonesome take this bowl of Road Apple Red and pass it around ...
Lonesome Beet: nobody knows the truffles i've seen
Dave: never smoked, don't want to
cat: a judge in ontario declared canada's marijuana prohibition Illegal today
Lonesome Beet: thanks, ernie, just hope we don't have to split it with the sound effects man
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'B.G.', just granted probation at 9:47 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Ken: at least you have judges that can think, cat, instead of just spouting the party line
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bubba's Brain', just granted probation at 9:47 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Uncle Ernie: Kewl Cat I'm 10 minutes from Windsor imagine me as a hoser eh?
Ken: hi bg
B.G.: hello
Bubba's Brain: Hey all.
Ken: "how can you mend a broken heart?"
Dexter Fong: Hi B.G. and Bubba too
Lonesome Beet: hi, bg and bb
Elayne: Hi BG and BB!
Ken: hi ho, bub
HasNoName: guten abend...
Lonesome Beet: ken, aorta know the answer to that
Dave: hey b.g, welcome in to the domain of the crazy lads
Uncle Ernie: BB BG!
B.G.: lol i c
cat: i know you yanks all love your country and all, but as a long time resident of the US, i cannot think of a single reason not to live in canada
Bubba's Brain: hi ho hi ho.... iz ov to verk ve go
Ken: beet, you're really on the ball tonight. whipping those one liners out great
cat: hi bub
Lonesome Beet: cat, as a lifelong resident of the US, Canada's looking better all the time...
Dave: you know the saying "seeing is believing?" FUCK THAT!
Uncle Ernie: You've never read my magazine I take it cat? http://issuesandalibis.org
cat: you publish a mag, enr?
Lonesome Beet: Canada's biggest problem these days is that it's right next to the US - that didn't used to be a problem until about 1/20/2001
cat: i'm one of the founders of a mag you might enjoy called Adbusters
Lonesome Beet: i've heard of adbusters!
Uncle Ernie: Actually Lonesome it began 12-20-2000 but close enough!
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| klokwkdog - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Elayne: Looks pretty neat, Ernie, thanks for the link!
Ken: as long as you aren't a flounder
cat: a lot more popular in the US than in canada. we know already
Dave: brb
Bubba's Brain: Is it Flounder's Day?
Uncle Ernie: No problem Elayne new one comes out at midnight!
||||||||| At 9:50 PM, Dave vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
cat: looks great, ern
Lonesome Beet: i celebrate Flounder's Day just for the halibut
Uncle Ernie: Thanx cat!
cat: ever read gunter grass's novel The Flounder?
cat: i just finished a halibut marinated in lemon and garlic
cat: about as good as food is gonna get
cat: the italian wine accompanying it was a little on the sweet side though
Dexter Fong: Cat: How was the service?
Ken: ernie, are the old ones archived? i missed a couple of weeks
cat: made it myself, dex
cat: the food, not the wine, thankfully
Lonesome Beet: sheesh, you're makin' me hungry, and all i have to look forward to is a peanut butter sandwich
Dexter Fong: So the service was acceptable?
cat: yeah eat well, folks. took me a long time to learn the importance of that, but it works for me
Uncle Ernie: Ken yep just click on the archives button at the top of the page around the wrestling gif.
Ken: beet: i have some crackers and cheese here, you're welcome to share
cat: just ate a couple of hundred european restaurant meals. nice to cook for myself again
cat: my wife a far better cook
Lonesome Beet: thanks, ken - anyone got any groat clusters?
Ken: yep, i see it, ernie. i always skipped past that part and went for the meat farther down the page
cat: she made the spinache sauteed with portobello, garlic salt, pepper and lemon. outstanding
Ken: beet: yes, but i'm out of 30 weight :(
Dexter Fong: Must depart for a few...Wife found a parking space (Yippee!!!!)
Lonesome Beet: not to be torturing me!
Elayne: Congrats, Dex!
cat: it is dinner time in this time zone
Bubba's Brain: Portable Mushrooms?
Uncle Ernie: While I'm amongst people with brains what do you all think about Rangel wanting to bring back the draft?
cat: almost big enough to sit on, bub
cat: who is rangel?
HasNoName: are mushrooms fruits, vegtables, or neither?
Lonesome Beet: it was only a matter of time with Bush the Warlord in charge, ernie
Ken: lost in the time zone again
Bubba's Brain: There's a fungus amoungus?
Uncle Ernie: Charles Rangal D-NY.
cat: sauron elected prez?
Uncle Ernie: Con-gressman
Lonesome Beet: that way, all the poor boys and girls get to go off and fight for the right of the obscenely rich to get obscenely richer
Uncle Ernie: Yes Cat but Morgoth is pulling his strings!
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:57 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Elayne: I think Charlie's been sniffin' stuff, Ernie.
cat: hi bun
Bubba's Brain: Opposite of Progress-men?
Elayne: There's absolutely no way anyone can guarantee the Fortunate Sons will be shipped off.
Lonesome Beet: hi, bun
Uncle Ernie: Me too Elayne.
cat: his ess is gress
Ken: fortunate son by creedence comes to mind
Lonesome Beet: it's even more galling when you realize our esteemed man in the Oval Office is a military deserter
Elayne: I wish he had done it as a kind of Modest Proposal, but not as for-real legislation.
Bunnyboy: (sings) There they go now, there go all my friends, there they go now, marching off to war again...
Uncle Ernie: Never heard of one except JFK and he had to fight to leave Washington. Der Snifter deserted for two years.
Bunnyboy: Steam? Is that what those puffs of fluff are?
cat: modest proposal exactly
cat: puffed vietnamese baby cereal
Uncle Ernie: William Rivers Pitt has an article in the magazine this week by that tittle methinks?
Bunnyboy: My copy of J-MEN shipped today. Might even see it tomorrow or the next day.
Ken: the most danger dubya has seen lately is getting the smallpox shot
cat: must order that
Bubba's Brain: Hmmm, napalm-fried!
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| B.G. - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cat: you hear ny eve npr firesign, bunny?
Uncle Ernie: You think he rreally got it? Probaly coke in the needle?
Ken: "It is dangerous to be right when the government is wrong."- Voltaire
Bunnyboy: Say, anybody see the brilliant new production of WAITING FOR GODOT, that aired last nite on PBS? Outstanding!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dave into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:01 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: cat: Nuevo, yas
Lonesome Beet: is Godot the Electrician?
Ken: bun: i saw the listing, didn't watch
Uncle Ernie: I'm sure there's a spot in one of the new Happy Camps for me!
Bubba's Brain: GO Dot! GO Dot!
Dave: hey, getting Electrition tomorrow, wanted it today but Dad wouldn't drive me to go get it
Elayne: Hey Ernie, how you do that "TM" thing?
Bunnyboy: Nope. The Electrician actually shows up. Shows up Violet, if I'm not mistaken. But he had to wear an Irishwoman's dress to do it.
HasNoName: TM?
Ken: dave: why not drive yourself? half the people on the road don't look at anyone else, why should you be any different?
Uncle Ernie: Push option and the 2 at the samew time
Elayne: Yeah Carl, he did the superscript tiny type thing.
Elayne: Option? What's that?
HasNoName: Hmm
cat: wowee
Dave: that's true, just look at New York, no offense
Uncle Ernie: Next to the control button? I'm on a Mac don't know what a PC has?
Bubba's Brain: Option -- its a mac thing.
Elayne: Ah, that's what I thought. No, PCs don't have Option keys.
cat: you think they'll be able to sustain interest in their characters they're doing for th npr shows?
Bunnyboy: The Godot production is part of a mammoth DVD collection of all 19 of Beckett's plays. www.beckettonfilm.com
Ken: want some cheese with that mac?
Uncle Ernie: BUmmer or you could ∂˙∆˚π∑∞≥≤∫√≈Ω
HasNoName: There must be a way to do it on a PC...
cat: dont get sumerian on us, ern
Lonesome Beet sings "mac from the shadows again...."
Bunnyboy: Other prospective gems: ENDGAME, with Michael Gambon and David Thewlis as Hamm and Clov, and KRAPP'S LAST TAPE, starring John Hurt, and directed by Atom Etogan.
cat: spelling of last name wrong
Elayne: I don't think there is, Carl. Robin and I have tried, we can't figure it out.
cat: egoyan, as i recall
Elayne: We're constantly trying to cross-pollinate Mac and PC stuff, as he has a Mac and I have a PC.
cat: amous melancholy armenian canuck director, famous here anyway
Bunnyboy: I had heard of the KRAPP adaptation playing around the festival circuit, but didn't know it was part of a big project.
Bunnyboy: whoops. Lemme try that again.
cat: canada has produced far too many depressing flicks
Bunnyboy: nope. Two t's is correct.
cat: different guy?
Bunnyboy: cat: Oh, rite. Sorry.
cat: one tends to remember dudes named :"atom"
Bunnyboy: He's Canadian. It's pronounced a third way.
cat: like atm, with nothing in it
Ken: we all need friends named after elementary particles
Uncle Ernie: Auntie Em?
Ken: i went to school with neutrino jones
cat: toto
HasNoName: &115;
cat: we're back from radio free oz
Bubba's Brain: So what happens if Em and Anti-Em meet?
cat: how wonderful to see you all again
Bunnyboy: Picked up a delightful DVD: BEANY AND CECIL - THE SPECIAL EDITION.
Elayne: Bubba, that hasn't happened to them since M!
cat: was cecil special?
Ken: bub: they shake hands and poof, they are gone in a flash of light and sound
Bunnyboy: 12 eps, bumpers, backstory, commentaries and 4 eps of the original TIME FOR BEANY show.
Lonesome Beet: beany and cecil - wow, that was a long time ago!
cat: jack beany?
Uncle Ernie: Any Crusader Rabbit?
Bubba's Brain: If Mame and Anti-Mame meet, does everyone in the vincinity get Mamed?
cat: oh rochester!
Ken: was that the sea serpent cartoon?
Lonesome Beet: wasn't that kukla fran and ollie?
Elayne: Yep, a Bob Clampett CartoooooooOOOON, in fact.
Ken: i always liked tom terrific, co-starring crabby appleton (rotten to the core)
cat: Roach, Esther?
Bunnyboy: Ernie: Naw. They don't even have Moose and Squirrel in digital format, yet. But Underdog is out there.
Elayne: If anyone can locate any pictures of the Beany & Cecil float in yesterday's Rose Parade, by the way, my friend Mark is looking for same.
Uncle Ernie: Bummer Bunny!
Bunnyboy: And rumor has it that classic Looney Tunes will start popping zeroes and ones this year, as well.
Elayne: Send the URLs to me@evanier.com
cat: me?
Elayne: Yep, short for "Mark Evanier." He's always signed stuff "me" for obvious reasons.
Uncle Ernie: Thats kewl nothing like the masters from WB.
cat: like ellison's mag refers to him as HE
cat: sounds like Pastor Flash
Bunnyboy: Elayne: I love Mark's work, and endless anecdotes.
Uncle Ernie: Harlan has a new mag?
Elayne: I used to be "ew." :)
Ken: i am an extinct tennis shoe: ked
cat: errrrr?
Bunnyboy: now yer "er"
||||||||| HasNoName rushes off, saying "10:13 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cat: cst. ceased already
Uncle Ernie: Repent Harliquin said the Tick Tock Man!
Lonesome Beet: 10:13? that's X-Files time!
cat: 4 20?
Uncle Ernie: All my clocks say 4:20!
Ken: four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie
cat: even Klok
Lonesome Beet: got any roofer? uh, reefer?
Elayne: Oh, I remember the "4:20" gags. I'm amazed Firesign never did one.
Uncle Ernie: Ah ringer?
cat: baked blackbirds? like in fritz the cat?
Elayne: Are those still popular?
Bunnyboy: I gotta pick up that big, heavy Ellison compendium again. Always get about 3 stories in, and then...the gathering of dust.
cat: i gotta a wringer in the basement
Ken: i got a ringer in my telephone
cat: i thikn they did, el
Bunnyboy: And some Proust and Joyce, too, instead of these damn NINE INCH WORM comix...
cat: wasnt there a 420 riff in one of their recent shows?
Uncle Ernie: Uh oh it's that time again ... Mr. Birdseed go to Press!
Bubba's Brain: Gotta go --- just wanted to pop in to say hi. ??
Ken: bye, ernie
Bunnyboy: Go to PRESS!
Elayne: When, Cat? Dr. Memory doesn't make any house calls to our place any more. He never comes up into the hills.
||||||||| "Hey Bubba's Brain!" ... Bubba's Brain turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:16 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
cat: press those seeds
Bunnyboy: nite ern
Elayne: Oh, I haven't listened to the XM X-cerpts, maybe they did.
Uncle Ernie: Later Y'all fight the good fight and keep'em flying!
Elayne: Bye Ernie!
cat: knee those urns
||||||||| At 10:17 PM, Uncle Ernie vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Lonesome Beet: aidas, ernie
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Dave at 10:17 PM
cat: a deed, ass?
Bunnyboy: Two of my favorite comic titles, presently, have female protagonists. ALIAS, and PROMETHEA.
Lonesome Beet: oh no! they got The Kid!
cat: no, she got away
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 10:18 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Dave plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
Ken: dave came back!
Lonesome Beet: he's baaaack!
Merlyn: what about um?
cat: we thought he was a gonner
Elayne: Haven't read Alias, don't really have any desire. She's like a hooker, isn't she?
Ken: yes, dear friends, the power of prayer works when you believe in grid
Elayne: Unless you mean the Alias based on the TV show.
Elayne: Yes, there are actually two Alias comics floating around.
Bunnyboy: Elayne: Nope. She's Jennifer Jones, P.I. and former superhero.
Dave: yeah, I'm back, damn computers
Bunnyboy: It's a great title, El.
Elayne: Who's writing and drawing it, BB? I know there's some reason I had no desire to read it, but I can't remember why.
Um: um is just uming, can't quite hum yet
Dave: hey Brian, why wouldn't it let me log in over myself? I pressed the OK button and it just refreshed the main front page
Bunnyboy: Brian Michael Bendis scripts, andddddddd...
Bunnyboy: just a minute
Lonesome Beet: you were trying to be in once place at twice?
Dexter Fong is back and wondering how he excaped the Reaper
cat: i wonder where doc is?
Dexter Fong: or escaped
Elayne: Oh, Bendis. That's why. Thanks. No, I avoid Brian like the plague, except at least he and I are speaking again.
Ken: dex: the cloak of invisibility?
Lonesome Beet: maybe doc is under pier pressure not to be here?
Bunnyboy: Michael Gaydos does the art. Sort of wash-style colors and lines.
Dexter Fong: Ken: I see =)
cat: never wash your cloaks in vats of infizzability
Dexter Fong: What a gas
cat: pier paolo pressurini?
Ken: jumpin' jack flash
Dexter Fong: The Old Gaslighter
||||||||| Catherwood enters with doctec close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:23 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
doctec: jello
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc
cat: and speaking of the doctor
doctec: hiya hiya hiya hiya hiya...
Lonesome Beet: hi, doc
Ken: seig herr doktor!
Dexter Fong: Speaking of the Old Gaslighter too
doctec: just got back from ye olde pool halle
Bunnyboy: Well, PROMETHEA is launching into a whole new exciting storyline.
doctec: where i kicked ass playing one pocket
cat: pro meth>?
Bunnyboy: lo dere doc
Dexter Fong: Promethea unbound?
Dave: hey Doc, can I have something for my cough?
cat: good for your pocket
doctec: (one pocket the game, that is)
Lonesome Beet: here's a quarter, dave
doctec: 20 bucks good, cat
Elayne: Well, that's Alan M for you.
cat: as Roo once said
Elayne: Hey Tom!
Bunnyboy: Ah, so it was POCKET pool. Showoff!
Dexter Fong: The Hustler
doctec: eeeeeeeeee!
doctec: hi e
Dave: not much lb
doctec: good ta see ya here!
Elayne: Has he abandoned his "I'm going to show off all the stuff I picked up about magick" didacticism yet?
Dexter Fong: Give the Stick 2 thumbs up
Elayne: Yeah, I know it's late, Tom, but I got home late, and the neighbors are stomping.
Elayne: 'Sides, I wanted to see you. :)
Ken: e: grape harvest over now, huh?
doctec: nothin' like stompin' nayburrs to get your blood pumpin'
Elayne: No Ken, I'm afraid it continues, probably through the end of the month.
cat: still wiht the noisy neightborts, el?
Ken: i'd like to play "stompin' jim nabors"
doctec: they should declare your apt building a 'no stomping' zone
Bunnyboy: El: Yeah, he finally wrapped the "walking through the Kabal" storyline. Now, there are 2 dueling Prometheas!
Elayne: We shouldn't have to deal with it much longer in any case, our lease is up in May so it's only 5 more months of stomping, climbing hills, bad plumbing, bad electricity... *sigh*
doctec: gotta run upstairs to grab 2nd box of freshly-delivered computer parts i ordered last week
Ken: how can electricity be "bad"?
Merlyn: I helped my son put together a PC system today
cat: o r someone like him
cat: good for you, bf
Bunnyboy: And anyway, why should Robert Anton Wilson be the only popular magick didact?
doctec: i'm building a 2.8gigahertz pentium 4 system - incorporating new parts with old ones from the 600mhz machine i'm using now, total cost $1000
Dexter Fong: lol Cat
Dave: why is it called plumbing anyway? I was wondering that as I washed my hands for dinner, what do plumbs have to do with it?
Ken: whoa, doc, that's a lot of power there!
doctec: i'll have 100gigabytes of storage too
cat: what's plumb got to do with it?
Dexter Fong: Dave: They used to use plums for stoppers
doctec: i need it, have to start in on a heavy audio project soon...
Bunnyboy: "He stuck in his thumb, and pulled out...ew..."
Ken: an apricot will work if you're plumbs are bad
doctec: bb: whatever you do, DON'T LICK IT!!!!!
cat: what's plumb but a 2nd hand prune
Dexter Fong: A plum is a prune with pride
doctec: brb
cat: ah, the heavy audio project
Lonesome Beet: and why is cutting stuff of trees and shrubs called pruning - what do prunes have to do with it?
Dave: but why wouldn't a guava work, or a palmagranite? I mean, those things are bigger than plumbs
Dexter Fong: Each fruit to its own task, Dave
Bunnyboy: doc: I'm waiting on a Cakewalk upgrade. A couple of cool Direct X mastering EQ and Compression effects included.
Ken: guava is a fine fruit. when i lived in tampa, had a bush of them nearby in neighbor's yard. i filched them at night all the time
cat: fliched guava, the stuff of florida gods
Bunnyboy: Effects that I can actually automate and twiddle, along with the mix.
Dexter Fong: Fleyed avacados too
Dave: I've actually never had a guava, if they're like oranges, I never will
Lonesome Beet: neighbor probably never understood why fruit only grew on one side of the tree?
cat: invite neal gaiman to the feast
Ken: and remember, filching and poaching are almost the same thing
doctec: bb: how cool - we live in an amazing era where, with the know how and the right softeware, anyone can create a professional sounding, professionally mastered recording
Bunnyboy: Ken: Tell that to the egg!
cat: poaching is only for animals, right?
Ken: white wine poached guava. hmmm, sounds good
cat: indeed, doc
Dexter Fong: Two filched aggs side of bacon
cat: even me. sort of
cat: thy ar ein everybody's eggs
doctec: i fool myself into thinking i'm on the bleeding edge, only to find i'm obsolete two weeks later
Bunnyboy: The FEEnominom.
Dexter Fong: ..and why should I take a german's word for that Cat
Dave: so if you don't want your eggs sunny-side-up, get them Dark Side of the Moon then
cat: bring out your doppelgangers
Dave: I know that wasn't very good but, I had to say it
Ken: dave: do you cook with laser light too?
doctec: so, what's the next planned firesign release gonna be? does anyone know?
cat: good effort, dave
doctec: another one from the vaults? something new? just curious...
Bunnyboy: Man, I wanna get that Beckett set. It's $149 U.S. on Amazon.
Ken: doc: i predict at least one firesign release shortly after eating beans. pffffft
cat: arenty they releasing your dvd, merlynb?
cat: oh, is he gone?
doctec: i know they wanna do something with the npr bits but don't know when that's gonna happen
Dave: hard to aim a laser when your light perception is close to nothing Ken
Dexter Fong: The Olde Gaslightere
doctec: merlyn has "stepped away"
cat: they should try and release their solo projects
cat: they really cook and arent as well known
Bunnyboy: I got Bunnette a great concert DVD, BACK IN THE U.S. , Sir Paul's 2002 tour show.
Dexter Fong: Dave: Try a shot-gun laser
cat: she like it, bunny?
Ken: bun: same thing that showed on tv a couple weeks ago?
Bunnyboy: cat: OH, yeah!
doctec: bb: i saw the tv broadcast, i bet the dvd is much better though
cat: good to hear
doctec: good to see paul in such good form ... truly amazing
cat: maybe he's amazing?
Dave: just buy all Nick Drake's stuff, that's my only recomendation
Bunnyboy: Ken: Yes, but with TONS more show material. Less intrusive edit-ins of backstage material, and no commercials, of course. It's a gem.
doctec: & his voice has not aged all that much (unlike many of his contemporaries, who are sounding quite froggy these days)
cat: indeed
cat: youp;re back, merlyn?
Dave: the last time I heard Paul he sounded bad, but, everyone has there bad singing moments, me included when my sister kicks me in the balls, lol
Merlyn: more or less
doctec: false etto?
Ken: dave: nick drake is who?
Bunnyboy: I had to laugh. Loverboy is back on tour (somewhere), and they talked with the lead singer. You remember, Bandana Boy? Mr. Rail? He looks like a member of the Moody Blues, now!
doctec: hey brian - you saw the email from fish, no?
cat: umberto, there's an ecco in here
Merlyn: yes, good he's still in bizniz
doctec: lodestone is still functioning, they are having problems with their 800 number is all
doctec: (at&t billing dispute)
Ken: bun: went to concert of theirs in late 70's, i have excellent shot of him lighting up joint thrown from the audience
Merlyn: I sent email to the guy who was having ordering problems
Lonesome Beet tosses peanuts at Cat
cat: i'll keep your peppermint patty, but you can have snoopy back
doctec: ...& a record label (who i will not mention here, not rhino) owes them a bunch of money, which is causing cash flow problems
cat: he's a bitch
Bunnyboy: Snoopy's got BACK!
Dave: Nick Drake is an English singer/songwriter who gave us three albums of sheer brilliance, acoustical guitar player, very,very good, just buy it, no way to explain it
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cat: cant i hear Nick online somewhere, dave?
doctec: argh
Ken: i will have to try finding samples on amazon or barnes and noble
Dexter Fong: Elayne; stomped
doctec: just when i show up, wlayne takes off
Lonesome Beet: glad it was yaws and not mine
doctec: aw shucks!
cat: you killed elayne! yaws bastard
Bunnyboy: I gotta go produce...something. Pleasant evening, all.
doctec: elayne (who the heck is wlayne?)
Lonesome Beet: adidas, bunny
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
Lonesome Beet: wlayne newton?
cat: wain and shuster? canada's best comic duo
doctec: bb: take care - & enjoy your new software toys!!!!!
cat: by bun
doctec: wax and wlayne
Ken: dave: pink moon and five leaves left sound like i have the right person?
cat: sail her
Bunnyboy: doc: Yeah, that and J-MEN, on the way. And I've got BEANY AND CECIL - THE SPECIAL EDITION. Treats!
Ken: doc: q-tips will take care of that wax
cat: enjoy bun
doctec: help cecil help!!!! (way cool bb....)
Dexter Fong: Cat: Who was that singing/entertainment duo from Canada few years back, one maybe was French canadian of maybe Belgiumese?
cat: dont know
doctec: i'm comin' beanie boooyyyyyy.....
Ken: send again please. if you sent me email, i haven't seen it yet. was it recently?
doctec: wayne & schuster
Bunnyboy: Nyah-ah-ahhhhhh!
Ken: oops, that was for dave, forgot to push his name
Dexter Fong: SCTV did a wickep lampoon of them but can't remember their names
Bunnyboy: Dishonest John, you dirty guy!
doctec: i never know that rosie schuster, one of the original snl writers & lorne michaels' wife at the time, was the daughter of schuster of wayne & schuster
cat: there's 30 million people here. some of them must be able to sing
doctec: knew, not know... (sheesh!)
Dave: I can sing Cat, sometimes higher than other times
||||||||| Bunnyboy departs at 10:44 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: .Doc: don't forget his illegitemate brother Simon Schuster
Lonesome Beet: hello, i must be going - see you next week!
cat: and youre not even Canadian
Dexter Fong: Night Lonesome
doctec: dex: lol
cat: by beet
doctec: nite beet
Lonesome Beet: nytol!
||||||||| "10:44 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Lonesome Beet, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
doctec: sominex!
Dave: bye lb
Ken: i just can't master that name changing stuff
doctec: a blow to the head!
Dexter Fong: Ken: Huh?
Ken: sending privates to public and vice versa
cat: doc, did i send you dex's lines?
||||||||| Lonesome Beet enters at 10:45 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Ken: must be those raisins i smoked a while ago
doctec: raisin' cain?
cat: anything like bananas, kend?
Ken: if i'm abel
cat: randy caine's trial may be obsolete, doc
Ken: cat: i'll send you an email explaining it later
doctec: randy, brother of candy?
Dexter Fong: Hi! I'm Randy and this is Candy and Brandy"
doctec: (hey, it's seasonal...)
cat: the way the courts are going. did you get that link i forwarded you about todays verdict?
Dexter Fong: lol
cat: C. Zonal
Dexter Fong: Just made new sense out of that firesign line I quoted above
doctec: i haven't checked my email since 5:30 est... about to do it now
cat: All Canal, All the Time
doctec: the all-canal channel... coming up next: a man, a plan, a canal - panama!
cat: good for you, dex
cat: thats why we listen to them over and over
Dexter Fong: Thankds Cat =))
cat: you got dex's lines, doc?
cat: at the top of the stairs?
Dexter Fong: Tapes in the attic
Ken: and the cat's in the cradle....
cat: bats in the belfast
Dexter Fong: kicking out dough
doctec: cat: i see no email from you re verdict - when did you send it (if you did send it...)?
cat: today
cat: any word on new fireproduct, merlyn?
doctec: cat: nope, nothing in my email box from you today
cat: odd
doctec: last email i got from you, subject was "still too damn loud" - i responded to that
cat: did i send you dex's lines on that cd?
Ken: cat: tell dex not to put lines on the cd. use a mirror
cat: lol kend
Dexter Fong sneezes
doctec: cat: yes, i have dex's lines
Dexter Fong: Have a toot on me Doc
Ken: snorrrrrrrrrrt. well, he *used* to have them
doctec: dex: you did a great job!
Dexter Fong blushes
cat: excellent
Dexter Fong: Thanks Doc
Dave: hey, if I write some presumably stupid radio short, can I send it to one of you
doctec: yeah cat i think i'm pretty much set - now i have to start putting together my new computer this weekend
Dave: I told myself I'd write it but haven't gotten around to it
Ken: cat and doc are the audio experts
Dexter Fong: Audio didacts?
Ken: but we might all enjoy it. if you had a web site you could put it on, and send us all the link, we would listen, i'm sure
doctec: dave, you can send us anything you like. were you looking for us to make audio of it?
||||||||| Dissimulate enters at 10:56 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Ken: hey, dis
doctec: audio didacts: cats did audio
Dissimulate: Hiya
Dexter Fong feigns pleasure at sight of Dissimulate
doctec: hey diss
cat: hi diss
cat: seem real theatre
Dissimulate: Howdy Doc and Dex
doctec: glad you could join in the insanity, which is happening now, in a browser of your choice
Dissimulate: Meow to cat
Dave: I don't know doc, just was gonna write a script, and if you are the audio persons, how can I get involved with audio stuff, sound tends to favor me more than visual stuff
cat: meow sir
Ken: cat is more of a ROAR guy :)
Dissimulate: browser is mozilla 1.2.1
doctec: dave, do you have a way of recording your voice into your pc?
cat: ror: lol in japanese
Ken: i'm mozilla too, but only 1.0.something
doctec: cat: ror!
Ken: velly funny, cat
Dave: ih, yeah, but is there anything technical I could do
Dexter Fong: Cat: rorfdr
doctec: don't know what you mean, dave.
Dexter Fong: Dave: Where do you live?
Dave: Colorado dex
Ken: he lives in anytown, usa. real name: mr and mrs john smith
doctec: a.k.a. "resident"
Dexter Fong: Impossible Ken...that's me
Dave: and doc I mean, well, is there software that you'd recommend for audio stuff
Dissimulate: By the chilly Colorado..?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Lonesome Beet - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
doctec: if you are using a windows based computer, dave, i heatily recommend cool edit
doctec: you can get a demo version from the syntrillium web site: http://www.syntrillium.com
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Ken: ambience of room can be more important than the software.
Dave: is there a site for that doc?
Dexter Fong: Dave: You might check around to see if there are any Old Time Radio groups in your area. A lot of unsighted people tend to join in that pursuit.
doctec: dave is so out of sight, man!
doctec: (sorry)
Dexter Fong: Ken: Could you run that out a little
doctec: groovy too
cat: i'm hip like a zip. let's take a trip
Dexter Fong: You just came back Cat
Dave: yeah I know dex, although I seem to know most of the blind people around my area and none of them are really in to that thing, except me, got lots of OTR
Ken: dex: no amount of software can compensate for air conditioner noise or sirens outside
doctec: no, dex, he means a "trip" (nudge nudge wink wink)
cat: the trypp hotel in Verona. one interesting place
Ken: cat: were there two gentlemen there?
Dave: I make blind jokes all the time, never used that one before, feel free to make fun of my blindness all ya want, if I didn't, I'd've not gotten through life
cat: a long way out of the city, but next to the biggest grocery store i've ever seen
Dexter Fong: Dropped the "Von" part of the name eh Cat?
cat: thats where godzilla shops, when he's in verona.
cat: it'll be up on the website. Eventually!
doctec: i don't know how easy it will be for you to use cool edit pro, dave, but for the money, it's the best audio recording and editing software for windows based computers (in my humble opinion)
Dexter Fong: Ken: Yes...getting the sound right from the start is everything
cat: Big Fuckin Store!
doctec: cool edit 2000 is probably a better program to start with
cat: you could grow vegetables in the time it takes to find the produce department
Dave: brb, gonna find it, how much is the full version?
doctec: cool edit 2000? it's pretty cheap, one hundred dollars i think.
cat: hey diss, wuddya miss?
Dave: that's not so cheap when you're broke, I'll try the demo and see if the SR likes it
Dexter Fong: Doc: Lili back from Texas? was it?
doctec: actually dave, it's cheaper - sixty nine dollars!
Ken: ah, the magic 69 number :)
Dexter Fong: Ken: Base eleven, remember
Dissimulate: My, you people are so superstitious....just this little chromium switch here...
doctec: dex: lili arrives back from oklahoma city tomorrow afternoon - i have to drive to newark airport, her flight arrives around four o'clock. i am not looking forward to driving through all the nasty weather, jersey is supposed to get a lot of snow between tonight and tomorrow night
Dexter Fong: What goes in *must* come out
Dave: there isn't any chance you could burn it doc? yes it's ilegal, I know
Dexter Fong: Holy Shit Doc...not a pleasant trip at all
Ken: ill eagle is one sick bird
||||||||| "Hey doctec!" ... doctec turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:09 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Ken: doc: can't you take train/subway and get to newark?
||||||||| Catherwood leads doctec inside, makes a note of the time (11:09 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
doctec: argh
Dexter Fong: Sudden...hmmmm
Dexter Fong: en:not in this lifetime
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Um - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cat: yaws?
Dexter Fong: Bye Um....Bye Um now!
doctec: be right back
||||||||| doctec rushes off, saying "11:10 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cat: yawza, master benny
||||||||| doctec waltzes in at 11:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dissimulate: yaws and mine ..?
doctec: he's in, he's out, he's in again ...
Ken: ahh, the knockers
Dexter Fong: He's out at the old Yawson Mine
cat: whose that knockin at your back door
Dexter Fong: Looking for an addit
Dexter Fong: or addict?
cat: well hello, mr. ashcroft
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 11:11 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Rotonoto plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
cat: rot
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto....you scare me
Rotonoto: Forty two. How are we for time...?
Ken: the inscrutable mr. roto has arrived in our midst :)
doctec: ken: problem is lili has a ton of luggage with her - she took a bunch of xmas stuff down with her, and she's bringing a bunch of stuff back with her as well
Dissimulate: Hey Rotoruter
Rotonoto: yes- like a little folwer it is...
Ken: doc: i can see not wanting to ride the subway with loads of valuable stuff. might shorten your life expectancy
doctec: she let me use her car while she was gone so i could get mine serviced... in return, i am her chauffeur for the trips to/from the airport
Dexter Fong: God Bless you Doc....and may Lili bless you too =))
Rotonoto: flower- please pardon my lysdexia
Dexter Fong: Oh Roto..you not follower...you leader
cat: german lieder?
Rotonoto: I goot two ticket to underrated city...
Dexter Fong: Show me you hosen?
Rotonoto: you coming with me, baybee!
Ken salutes the leader with one upraised arm and palm out
cat: only rats in that city
doctec: dex: i've got my fingers crossed :) :) :)
Dexter Fong: I show you tender lotus brossom
cat: under rats, no furrers need apply
Dexter Fong: Ken: Reduced to begging?
cat: oh so tender
Dexter Fong: Filched rat very tender idded
cat: how goes it, rotoho?
Dexter Fong: indeed
Rotonoto: yes, like little flower, my terrific feeling for it
Ken: no, dex, arm at 45 degree angle, palm facing outward, as the leader appreaches. i might click my heels too ;)
Rotonoto: hiya cat
cat: is the new year treating you well?
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto...you say that everytime...you have some terrif mammory
Rotonoto: not know combination to forbidden city
cat: it is forbidden to sit
Ken: 2 left, 45 right, 61 left
Dexter Fong: Reft 21....light 42....reft to zero
Rotonoto: t'anks for da mammaries?
Ken: gmta, dex
cat: nothing but a standing dick army
Rotonoto: out down goleft
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto Pamela Anderson model 44 aaaaa
doctec: Reft 21....light 42 ... HUT! HUT!
cat: huto, brutus?
Dexter Fong: This not hut...This rillter glass shack
Ken: pizza hut! pizza hut!
cat: nick's swell pizza
Rotonoto: pizza the hun?
Dexter Fong: Just add water
Ken: cat: did you try any pizza in italy?
cat: i sat on his chair
Dexter Fong: I got a piece of the Hun in WW2
cat: atilla's carved stone throne, on an island north of venice
cat: i did have some good pizza, dex, but i have better pizza in van
cat: same with all italian food.
Rotonoto: Ok you so smaat- who wonna worl war two?
cat: hen they were adventurous, they succeeed. i had wonderful fish meals
Ken: i've had good pizza in van, also in car and truck
Dexter Fong: The Yokahama tenderloins
cat: but in general, the public available food is not as good as van
Dissimulate: It's when the mammaries meet the daddaries.. and a little salt Peter
Ken: peter the great
cat: st peter's a big dissapointment
Dexter Fong: Ken: You haven't lived till you've had a thin-crust brickoven pizza in a Hummer
Rotonoto: Italians feed fish meal to Canadien gournet tourists...
cat: too much art in too small a time frame. it all looked the same after a few hours
cat: nd i was there for 2 monthes
Ken: how about getting a hummer while munching the pie?
doctec: why does it hum? does it not know the words?
Ken: where's nurse nancy when we need her?
cat: still glad we made the trip, and you should too, kend
doctec: great!
Dexter Fong: Ken: Now you're talkin'
Rotonoto: "hummer in motion"- poor man's mile high club?
Dexter Fong: lol R:
Ken: dave's in denver, he can join mile high club while still on the ground
Dexter Fong: Extreme Milehigh Club = doing it while scaling El Capitan
cat: where are the lincolm logs?
Rotonoto: "illegal backseat motion- penalyt two slices of pizza"
doctec: dave's not here! (he's in denver...)
Ken: with anchovies?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Of yesteryear?
cat: john denver? he dead now
Dexter Fong: Under the Leggo I 'spect
cat: ou sont less neigeden d'hier?
Rotonoto: what- you don't wnat to count the anchovies?!
cat: only to 10, mudhead
Ken: last time i ate an anchovy, doctec was sitting at the same table with me
Dexter Fong: A flat disc...red tomato sauce....uncounted anchovies
Dave: hey, again, this is off the subject, but what does Pico and/or Elderado say after the words "NOT RESPONSIBLE!" are uttered
Dexter Fong: Park and Lock it
Rotonoto: but of course!
cat: what bergman said while parking cars as a teen ager, i think
Ken: parka and locket
Rotonoto: ahhh- but the taxis, they are all on strike...
Dexter Fong: Yes Cat: Also on some guys lawn without permission
cat: and its too early for the bus
cat: we had far too much of that in europe
Ken: all bozos anyway
cat: on this bust
Rotonoto: going up!
Dexter Fong: The New Bozo Bust. It's inflatible
doctec: including the shoes?
Dexter Fong: Shoes extra
Rotonoto: and- inflation does not eat away at it!
doctec: oh...
cat: she'd got a balcony you can do marlowe from
Dexter Fong: Socks not required
Dexter Fong: lol cat
Ken: sex is mandatory
Dexter Fong: She's got a bacony you can hang Bacon from
Rotonoto: man is sexatory?
cat: i was at juliettes house on bit's birthday. really just an old bar, but made out to be The balcony
doctec: six degrees of bacon?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "11:28 PM and late as usual, it's EricTravis, just back from Billville."
Dexter Fong: Hiya Eric
cat: duke, duke, duke of ern
EricTravis: evening...
cat: and here comes eric. we're saved!
Ken: welcome, mr. travis. your mission, should you decide to accept.....
EricTravis: and loaned...
Dissimulate: Heroic struggle of the little guy to finish .....this line in type
Rotonoto: printed on this roll of toilet paper are your instructions...
doctec: hi eric
Ken: dis: that come from mao's little red book?
EricTravis: all the news that fits
doctec: can't we all just get a loan?
Rotonoto: ...................................(tear here)
EricTravis: missed the NYE show... how was it?
Ken: roto: why you crying?
doctec: trail of tears...
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto..like tiny tears ..............................................
cat: serendipitous, doc
Dexter Fong: ''''''''''
Ken: Rules are made for the guidance of the wise and the strict observance of fools and idiots.
Rotonoto: yes, like little flower, my terrific feelings for it...
cat: tiny has tears?
EricTravis: Like tiny tears from Glutomoto
doctec: like little pearls
Dexter Fong: Hailstones the size of your goiter
Ken: or tiny bubbles in the wine
EricTravis: pearls before wine, I always say...
cat: we all flow from liquid to the driest ash
cat: no offfence, dex
Dexter Fong: Like dust on the wind....
Rotonoto: ...and they collect the tears, you know...
Dexter Fong: sand through the hourglass
Dave: driest hash?
doctec: oh no, not that kansas song!!!!! argh!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ken: these are the days of our lives
Dexter Fong: That seemed to have awoken Dave
cat: dust needs some moisture to coagulate
EricTravis: Bill, you're not in arKansas any more
cat: daves of our lif?
Rotonoto: riterary sparks wake Dave...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Jess
cat: doves of our mars?
doctec: dazed of our lines
Dave: I'm awake, "I have been awake for 9 hours..."
Ken: dave's no fun, he fell right over
Rotonoto: hey-that's my line!
Dexter Fong: Somebody moved the virtual furniture
cat: who;'s that happy fella? its' w.p. kinsella
Dave: didn't you say that on the other side of the chat?
doctec: i'm as tired of it as you are, and i hope that our children will come to love us again in some better world than thisssss.....
cat: sss
EricTravis: Gollum, is that you?
Rotonoto: hey, man- he broke the president!
doctec: (hey paolo - i thin' he broke de president!!!)
cat: Sanke and Bacon
Dexter Fong: Where's that Old gas lighter
doctec: comedy calavcade!
Ken: don't use old gas, it has lead in it
doctec: er, calavacade...
Rotonoto: I wan'my money back, man
doctec: cavalacade...
Dissimulate: Millions of months past and twenty-eight days later the moon appear ...
doctec: show!!!!!
EricTravis: How Sweeeet it is!
Dexter Fong: Good effortr Dac
cat: are there any new works by that snake and bacon guy?
Rotonoto: laugh runaway!
Dexter Fong: Good effort Doc...(sheeesh)
doctec: hilario 'n' sue's...
Ken: speaking of the moon, there will be two (count 'em) lunar eclipses visible in u.s. this year
EricTravis: Keith's the other one
cat: two, two two eclipses in One
Dexter Fong: Hilario...he's that friend of Coke Infante's isn't he?
cat: that eclipse is a breath mint
cat: no, it's a candy mint
Dissimulate: be sure to inflate your shoes before crossing the water..
Dave: hey! the moon, something else I miss out on, ah well, nothin' to do about it
Dexter Fong: no it's an aftershave
Rotonoto: Certs twins in battle over lunar eclipses
Ken: anyone here can tell me who george winston is? he will be appearing here in town soon, never heard of him
Dexter Fong: It's both
doctec: film at eleven
Rotonoto: film at eleven...
cat: there is this certs shaped statue in the boboli gardens in florence
Rotonoto: the news drought is over!
cat: all i could think of was that certs commercial
EricTravis: Ely Lilly sues for the patent on the Double Eclipse mint
doctec: george winston made a name for himself quite a few years ago as a "new age" pianist...
Dexter Fong: Ken: Either Parliment/Funcadelic or EarthWind and Fire
doctec: don't know what his latest stuff sounds like though
cat: geroge winston is one of my favourite musicians, ken
Ken: with those choices, i'll pass either way
Dexter Fong: Doc: @ guys same name? or am I screwed up on this?
cat: a devotee of vince guarali, my persona diety
doctec: dex: you're thinking of george s. CLINTON, not WINSTON
Ken: ok, pianist i could enjoy
Dexter Fong: Thanks Doc...=))
cat: i realy lilke his albuims but have never sen him live. if you can do so, go do it
||||||||| klokwkdog waltzes in at 11:38 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Ken: i went to see butch thompson here a few months ago. good pianist too. blues, jazz, ragtime
Dexter Fong: Klok:
Dissimulate: As inevitable as dawn, the chat arching on its axis to meet george wiston
doctec: y'ever hear the joke about the guy who comes into the bar all downtrodden, in tears, with a little box...
EricTravis: evening K
Ken: wb, klok
Dissimulate: hey klok
klokwkdog: i've retoined
Ken: tell us, doc
cat: winston had some lovely seasonal albums back in the 80s
cat: re-stoned. not a bad idea
doctec: ... bartender asks "why so down, chum?"
klokwkdog: yes, what is it, Dancing Cat records or something?
cat: me dance?
klokwkdog: has winston moved out of the barefoot piano and slack guitar phase?
cat: i hope not
doctec: guy opens box, pulls out miniature grand piano, then pulls out a n equally miniature guy in a tux, sits guy down at the piano
Rotonoto: must be some kinda miniature pianist?
klokwkdog: i thought he had truck with R. Crumb in some kind of improv group
cat: dont crush that pianist
cat: hand me a vagina
doctec: miniature guy starts playing and he's brilliant, the most beautful music emanating from the piano...
Dexter Fong: plays minute waltz in 10 seconds
Ken: but with miniature piano, everything 6 octaves too high
doctec: people in the bar, and bartender, all applaud when the little guy finishes playing
cat: petruciani?
EricTravis: that's faster than anyone's ever bee keyed before!
Dexter Fong: Ken: What?
doctec: bartender says, wow, that was amazing... so why are you so down?
Rotonoto: here it comes...
Ken: dex: vibrational frequency a function of string length (in part)
EricTravis: Why you so peppy, Roy...
klokwkdog: I heard some cuts from Buggee Wesseltoft's "It's snowing on my piano" that sounded amazingly Winstonesque. Quite good.
Dexter Fong: Ken: Under stood...working the high frequency reference
Dissimulate: Does a pianist get paid scale or a chromatic excuse?
doctec: guy explains: a fairy godmother paid him a visit earlier in the day, but she was hard of hearing - gave him a twelve inch pianist
klokwkdog: groan
Dexter Fong: Encore!!!!
Ken groans and rimshot sounds
Rotonoto: my genie gave me mine...
doctec: yeah, definitely rimshot material
Dexter Fong: OK! Roto...who this Genie person...not one from tv who blinks i hope
Dave: doc that's funny, my kind of humor there
klokwkdog: yeah, where did our sounds go???!
cat: heard that one before
Ken: klok: they still reside on irc
Dexter Fong: Klok: It's a conspiracy man, the man stole our sounds
Rotonoto: "...the genie was aq little hard of hearing, and he thought I said I wanted a twelve inch pianist"
EricTravis: Whe chan't talkh inh hhere...
Dissimulate: Before the bid inning.. there was this painist and he fell over making a great sound
klokwkdog: binkie is on TV?
Dexter Fong: All must learn to play the piano
klokwkdog: the one who nose-wiggles is reincarnating
Ken: i play the piano, just don't have one now
Rotonoto: rooms will be vacated at...
Dexter Fong: Ken: You don't have to play...just l;earn
Dexter Fong: learn
Dave: hey, I played the piano fer six years, still can improvise on it pretty well, learning the violin and guitar
EricTravis: Learn with Gearn... wasn't that Martin's bit?
Ken: i got up to the point where i could do some good stuff like rachmaninoff but haven't played in 30 years or so
klokwkdog: i wonder if nichole kidman is going to go through this long string of movies involving nose stuff, like, you know, women will eat nothing but Special K for years?
Ken: klok: you have to overlook her, she's from australia
klokwkdog: kangaroo blood?
Dexter Fong: Easy to do Ken:
cat: i thought she was great in To Die For
doctec: one of my fave lines that censors cut from the early days of saturday night live: if helen keller fell over in the middle of a forest, would she make a sound?
cat: lol
Dexter Fong: Who wrote that!
Ken: good one, doc.
klokwkdog: now that's bad censorship. baaaad!
EricTravis: doc: that's cruel...
cat: the girl who fucked salinger
Dexter Fong: Eric: It croul but it's true
doctec: i think that was a franken & davis line
Dexter Fong: Cat: Beginning a catalog of peculiarities?
Dissimulate: Is this living outside the law of gravity or what?
Dexter Fong: Keep it up
EricTravis: So your idea of a fun Saturday afternoon would be to go around to homes for the blind rearranging furniture ;)
Ken: dave: serious question here. can blind people get music in braille or do you play by ear only?
klokwkdog: speak for yourself, i'm into levity here
cat: i liked that flick, thought it well written as well as acted, etc, but she seems to be trying to restart her career as old salinger fucker instead of story teller
Dexter Fong: Klok: Get down!
cat: fuck it
doctec: i tried to play by ear once, it got all puffy & hurt like hell
Rotonoto: the good news- your new child is a giant ear- the bad news- it's deaf
EricTravis: Clones for Industry!
doctec: roto: lol!!!!!
cat: but perhaps, likes gogols nose, it can start a lfe of its own
Ken: any news on whether or not the raelian clone has been verified yet?
doctec: (r)alien - get it?
Dave: I play by ear and have perfect pitch, everyone tells me that I should learn braille music but I don't see the point, and, whoever made the comment about the furnature rearraging, that'd be really, really, really funny, seriously, I'd laugh if someone did that to me
klokwkdog: speaking of censors, did anyone have any trouble at all with Vanilla Sky?
EricTravis: Since Martha was invested in Imclone, does that mean there will be two of them?
doctec: klok: in what way?
Rotonoto: anything like Liquid Sky?
klokwkdog: ...did people in Peoria actually freak out because they couldn't understand it?
Ken: dave: i had a dog once that went blind, he ran into the footstool for a month when my exwife changed living room around
klokwkdog: nothing like liquid sky, Roto
Ken: liquid sky comes in shorts and quarts
Dave: Ken, that's sad but at the same time very humorous
doctec: liquid sky: the movie with the mutant calliope soundtrack
Rotonoto: ken- your dog went bonkers?
klokwkdog: you should watch it, Roto, if for nothing but the guy standing there in the last half-hour of the movie shouting "TECH SUPPORT!" "TECH SUPPORT!"
EricTravis: Knew a guy who had a braille interface for his computer. Is that what you're using, Dave?
Ken: he got cataracts
Rotonoto: as our dog is even now...
cat: i dont act, i write
cat: if i can help it
doctec: best scene: the chick on stage, drum machine slung over her shoulder, singing (if you can call it that) about her rhythm box - very minimalist, in the devo/kraftwerk vein
doctec: what a hoot!
Ken: ah, i have at least one kraftwerk on 12" vinyl
Dexter Fong: Robin Byrd Doc?
klokwkdog: It's a wonderful Karl Orff melody from his final piece in the trilogy that Carmina Burana begins, DT. #2 and esp. #3 are very hard to find anywhere
Dave: nope eric, those SOB's cost 10k, don't have the dough, I use a screen reader
cat: youre nothing but a byrd, doc
cat: baching all the time
doctec: dex: don't recall, would have to check www.imdb.com
Dexter Fong wonders how these guy whip out URLS at the drop of a mention
EricTravis: Maybe one of these days Kurzweil or somebody will get the voice recog thing right.
cat: she aint never caught a rarebit and she ain't no find of mine
klokwkdog: some of these guys have IMDB as a bookmark...
Dexter Fong: Kurzweil wrote 3 penny opera?
Rotonoto: wonders how Dex makes his voice do that...
klokwkdog: LOL
cat: peppermint penny?
Dexter Fong: Oh Roto...start entry with full colon
doctec: klok: i didn't know that - i do know that the mutant calliope sounds emanated from a fairlight music system (they used to run in the tens to hundreds of thousands, i have music software on my computer that runs rings around it, for about a grand)
Rotonoto: bad penny- bad!
EricTravis: Kurzweil makes great synths & worked with Wonder on a voice typewriter.
doctec: dex: re kurzweil: LOL!!!!!
cat: mack the nife?
Dexter Fong: Gracious Doc
klokwkdog: No, Ray Kurzweil, synth. & text->speech guy. Claims we'll all be replaced by machines closer than the Vinge singularity
Dexter Fong: Vinge Diesel..he back and he's even balder
Rotonoto like a little flower...
doctec: klok: yes, i read his book - he's definitely one of those pie-in-the-sky technologists
EricTravis: The head of Sun corp has been warning about A.I. getting a bit smarther than us.
Ken: hey, enough of the bald jokes!
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto you knowredge brossom
klokwkdog: Lotte Kurzweil not as well known as Weill's wife
cat: only hairy jokes?
EricTravis: See the end of the Brain Salad Surgery album.
Dave: kirtswile, decent, but there's better stuff out there, Open Book is the best scanning software for the blind in my opinion
doctec: but see, if we can't get our own human act together, and intelligent machines are made in our image, how can we expect THEM to ever get it together?
Dave: course it's a thousand bucks but, hey, I didn't buy it, hehe
Dexter Fong: Curt's Rottweiler
Ken: shoes for industry! software for the blind!
doctec: load - your - program ---- i - am - yourself ...
Dissimulate: and the snake knives, Mrs Presky
EricTravis: It is something that you fit over the screen, or do you use a wand?
klokwkdog: the head of Sun corp. plays golf and says "Privacy is dead. Get used to it." You may be thinking of Bill Joy, who seems to be out there goose-stepping along with Kurzweil on nanobots and machines taking over.
cat: software for Industry
doctec: (geez, now THAT brings back memories of pretentious rock and roll!)
Rotonoto 's Rotweiller/Chihuahua hybrid
cat: there are these boxes in museums in italy that look like roman shoe boxesd
Dave: eric I have BSS, why do I need to see the end of it?
cat: for Industry
EricTravis: Yeah, the founder of Sun. Probably not current.
Ken: roto: i hope the female was the big one in that mating
||||||||| 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..
Dexter Fong: Roto: Fire
doctec: klok: i thought the quote was "you have no privacy - get over it"
klokwkdog: a founder, not the
Dexter Fong: Roto: Fierce but ineffectual
doctec: and yes, it was mcneely who said that (he's still running Sun Microsystems)
klokwkdog: you probably have it right DT, or else it morphed as he said it too much or it got faded in retr4ansmission (or my wetware)
EricTravis: Over a decade ago I saw a guy using a wand on a text screen (we're talking mainframe). Don't know from BSS.
Dave: hey, where'd Merlyn go?
Ken: wetware? for grid's sake, klok, use a tissue!
Rotonoto: Chiweillers ineffective- launch futon torpedoes
doctec: i'm expecting someone to pipe up at a party about hearing "piracy is dead - get over it"
cat: was he ever really here at all?
klokwkdog: Joy they had to pry loose from Berkeley with a tire iron. The IPO docs for Sun make interesting reading on the things they waved at Joy to get him out of the BSD office.
Ken: piracy is not dead, i just saw captain morgen the other night
klokwkdog: LOL, DT
doctec: eric: was that a light pen? it was an early pointing device
EricTravis: Joy to the Wurlitzer, the Roland's come.
Dexter Fong: Light Pen = Minimum Security PRison
Dissimulate: Francisco Franco is still dead...
klokwkdog: groan
doctec: eric: lol
klokwkdog: 4 January: welcome!
EricTravis: The guy weilding the wand was blind, so he had to be getting some sort of feedback.
doctec: minimum security prison = country club with a curfew
Dave: hey, I'm gonna get off, sister wants the net, I'll try to get back on later
Rotonoto: laser light pen= Seinfeld episond
Ken: feed me those baby back ribs
klokwkdog: Dex - didja see NY Times today on Finnish prisons?
cat: get bach to where you once belonged
Dexter Fong: Night Dave
Ken: later, dave
Rotonoto: episode
doctec: nite dave
klokwkdog: nite Dave
Dexter Fong: Klok : No but I bet you did =)
Dissimulate: Take care , Dave
Rotonoto: nite
cat: by dave
klokwkdog: not much to 'em
Rotonoto: and pass me the baby powder...
Dexter Fong: Gotta be pretty grrim I expect
Dave: bye, keep waiting for the Electrition, he'll be comin' 'long shortly
||||||||| Dave rushes off, saying "12:05 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
klokwkdog: not as bad as Iceland
cat: snow uber alles
klokwkdog: they don't have enough prisons, so criminals have to wait to be incarcerated
doctec: if anyone has dave's email address, please email it to me. thanks.
Dexter Fong: Klok: Don't they have a rather high suicide rate in Finnland?
cat: ink are sated
klokwkdog: Finland's are kind of like a Motel 6 room
cat: that bad?
Dexter Fong: Cou'rse...We'll leave th Light on for you...for 6 freaking months
Ken: you get that, tom?
klokwkdog: all Northern European countries, including Minnesota, the Dakotas, Washington, Wyoming, all of Canada, Alaska, USSR, etc. have high suicide rate
Rotonoto: seasonal affective disorder- and, right next to russia
doctec: yeah ken. thanks
klokwkdog: good one Dex!
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto....Lushia invade Minneapolis?
cat: a lot of people are negatively affected by the winter. but van is far milder than the rest of canada
Rotonoto: plus their HF radio propagation stinks
klokwkdog: they finally got the rural folk to ease up on the butter, cream and cheese and that cut the unintentional suicide rate 'way down
EricTravis: Back to my original question. How was the NYE skit on NPR?
cat: paris colder than van, i think milan as well
Rotonoto: Mn way too far south for depressed barbarians
Ken: propagation and propaganda have same root. coincidence? you be the judge.....
cat: hewy erik, havent you heard it yet?
EricTravis: Nope, and NPR hasn't posted it yet.
Ken: eric: quite good. it helped a lot if you were familiar with a lot of the immortality. (of course)
cat: i thought it rocked
cat: rolled, cooked, kirked, spocked,
cat: et al
EricTravis: Be lovin' the Immortality.
klokwkdog: I listen will as soon as I can. Cat, thought you said it was up.
Dexter Fong: filched
Dissimulate: Real Audio and Transcript are still on NPR for NYE ATC
cat: it is up. if merlyn were reallyl here he;d tell you the url
klokwkdog: thanks
klokwkdog: i'll find it
cat: for the mamaries
EricTravis: sorry. bad info... it's posted :)
doctec: http://www.npr.org/programs/atc/features/2002/aug/firesign/index
Ken: it's posted. no tresspassing
cat: nothing liike a technical doc when you need one
Merlyn: the realvideo .ram file is at http://www.npr.org/ramfiles/atc/20021231.atc.10.ram
Dexter Fong: The Duke of URLS
cat: merl, back from the dead?
EricTravis: RealVideo?
Dexter Fong: Phish?
Merlyn: just busy
doctec: no, real audio metafile (r.a.m.)
Merlyn: realaudio, I mean
doctec: ram files can link to video or audio - but you knew that :)
EricTravis: AS long as they keept it real, man.
doctec: i never metafile i didn't like
Ken: will there be a test later?
Dexter Fong: What reel is this?
Merlyn: new year's eve bit
cat: welcome to reel 6
doctec: this is no reel, this is a data stream
Dexter Fong: Yes, Virginia, there is a Reel
Ken: don't pee right in the stream
EricTravis: And the lobsters are doing a quadrille!
Dexter Fong: Bounce it off a rock
klokwkdog: WHAT?! It's DIGITAL? It's BROADCAST to the movie theater? George Lucas has deconstructed my film experience!
Dexter Fong: Hows your nose Klok?
EricTravis: Going to go take a listen. D'day for now, and all have a happy and peaceful New Year.
Ken: it's all 1s and 0s now
Dexter Fong: Night ET
Dissimulate: Real as the porky-Mon chess sets?
cat: we hope so, eric
Ken: nite, eric
klokwkdog: This is no nightmare, this is real! /Which real?/The last packet of this vintage...TECH SUPPORT! TECH SUPPORT!
klokwkdog: nite ET
klokwkdog: better than Samantha I's
cat: cal home
doctec: nite eric
klokwkdog will now fire up a slice of pizza & make a beer bottle come open
cat: your taxi, harry potter?
klokwkdog: DT, Cat: Vertical Ray of the Sun. Good
cat: doc, i have to get uip the site of the euro trip
doctec: harry's potted!
cat: i took a lot of shots specifcillay as riffs for this grtoup
klokwkdog: Harry's going to be in Trainspotting II??
cat: pothead harry?
doctec: cat: send me details & info this weekend
cat: roll up another muggles and fuggetabout it
cat: about what, doc
doctec: cat: what a great idea!
doctec: cat: about the euro trip site
cat: ok
Rotonoto: am I the only one who no longer watches movies?
Ken: well, dear friends, after midnight here and the pumpkin metamorphosis has begun. toodle ooh
cat: ive gone from watching to making flix, roto
Rotonoto: toodles
Dexter Fong: R: I kinda lost my enthusiasm for them too
doctec: i have to call it a night, need to get a move on to work early tomorrow (what with the crappy weather screwing up my commute in the morning)
cat: best of luck to your toodlilng, ken
||||||||| "12:19 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Ken, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
Dexter Fong: Night Ken
Rotonoto: way to go cat, much better
Rotonoto: later ken
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| EricTravis - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
doctec: see ya next week
Dexter Fong: Leaving Doc?
klokwkdog: nite DT
cat: by doc
doctec: yeah, gotta go
klokwkdog: nite ken
doctec: y'all take care
Dexter Fong: Safe trip Doc
Rotonoto: stars in self-directted 24/7 offbeat flick
doctec: nyt - er, sominex (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..................
cat: keep em filing
Dissimulate: Give me one of those Andy-Ray's Anti-Radiation pills, I need to get some sleep too
||||||||| doctec departs at 12:21 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Rotonoto: and my dangerous pals...
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:21 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dissimulate by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Merlyn: looks like things are breaking up
Dexter Fong: Yes sir
klokwkdog: it is late
klokwkdog: but I was much absent
cat: no new news, bf?
||||||||| "Hey Merlyn!" ... Merlyn turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:22 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: and we grow fonder
Dexter Fong: Leaving also..Happy New year etc..cyah next time
cat: by dex
Rotonoto: bye
cat: we're flpping like dries
||||||||| "Hey Dexter Fong!" ... Dexter Fong turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:23 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
klokwkdog: nite DT
klokwkdog: happy NY
Rotonoto: I will; stay few more mins, harrass any late comers...
cat: so we descend
klokwkdog: i'm busy reheating pizza slice
cat: maybe austin will show up
klokwkdog: so will persist beyond my call
Rotonoto: goes to let in doggie...
klokwkdog: city limits?
cat: Sit in lints
Rotonoto: half-blind old doggie returned to warmth of house
klokwkdog: it is NOT warm in here
cat: best of returns
Rotonoto: doggone it! he's smarter than I'll ever be!
Rotonoto: his ancestors came from the fire hydrant galaxy years ago to rule the neighborhood
cat: and that's saying a Lott
klokwkdog: working on overly-smart donkey story myself
Rotonoto: yeah, and that's good because Lott not saying much lately...
klokwkdog: if Bush stays in long enough, all the Bozos he swept in with him will be exposed
cat: of 49
cat: those were days of old, how often times i ripine
Rotonoto: yes, but too late, after much damage done klok
Rotonoto: in days of yore, when politics was a bore...
cat: those wer daze of 49
klokwkdog: when simple minds burn fingers, they remember better than if you scream in their ear how certain people are evil
Rotonoto: hand-brain-hand servo system very slow...
klokwkdog: Greenspan supposedly aiming economy for a soft landing, but it sure smells like Japan to me these days
Rotonoto: eld onta that hot pan handle for about second and a half before I let the pan full of fried potatos hit the floor...
Rotonoto: Japan? please elaborate
cat: i lived there for a long time
klokwkdog: Greenspan supposedly aiming economy for a soft landing, but it sure smells like Japan to me these days
klokwkdog: deflationary spiral, Roto
Rotonoto: hey-there's an echo in here!
cat: deflation?
Rotonoto: oh...
klokwkdog: hiccup in the Cox-time continuum there, guys; sorry
cat: shrinking grteenback means shrinking prices for all? perhaps not
Rotonoto: my great masterworks turn into day glow on velvet paintings?
cat: panorama land 2000
klokwkdog: people stop buying because prices getting cheaper by the day
Rotonoto: cat: indeed
Rotonoto: crash and burn?
klokwkdog: nobody can raise prices; must cut prices, lay off more workers who can't afford expensive stuff and wait for it to get cheaper...
Rotonoto: oooh! I hate when that happens...
klokwkdog: at some point, Federal Reserve must stop loaning money at very low interest rates, but give it away or pay people to take it
Rotonoto: we're selling below cost but we're making it up in volume...
klokwkdog: that is not far away, and has happened in Japan
klokwkdog: for how long, now, Cat?
klokwkdog: 5 years?
cat: long time
Rotonoto: does an economy totally implode in that scenario? (great depression II)
cat: real estate bubble, which we took advantage of
cat: everyone who could, did
cat: only reason the country is solvent now.
cat: t everyone's an idiot
cat: NOt
klokwkdog: I don't know, Roto; this isn't hte 1930s
Rotonoto: I'm the head idiot of my country...
cat: there were city blocks in ginza worth more thawn canadian provinces in value
cat: this is ridiculous
klokwkdog: article in NYT today: commodity prices all going up. Nobody can figure it out
Rotonoto: let's invite over a bunch of immigrants and make cars!
Rotonoto: (Japanese cars)
cat: who wonna 2nd word war?
klokwkdog: only data they can find says China is buying gold and steel and aluminum like no tomorrow, but everyone else is stable or declining
klokwkdog: and oil, 'cuz venezuela
cat: you dont tnink brazil will prosper under lula?
Rotonoto: another big Hunt brothers caper somewhere?
klokwkdog: hey - didja hear what US said about new Brazil lefty pres - if they don't do things the way we want, they're going to have a tough time exporting stuff to Antarctica
klokwkdog: no, Roto, all the comm. experts say it's just a bubble due to bad planning in China or something they don't understand
cat: thats the american way
Rotonoto: they should be ashamed of themselves for discriminating against left-handed persons :o)
klokwkdog: yeah, a few years ago, Yemen voted against us in the UN when we told them not to. The US ambassador to UN said that would be the most expensive vote Yemen ever made, and we cut off all their aid. I wonder how much fixing the USS Cole cost?
cat: well amigos, its been fun babbling with you
cat: hope to do so again next week
Rotonoto: nite cat
cat: best of years to you all
klokwkdog: nite Cat
Rotonoto: see you next week or 2
klokwkdog: Roto, want to drop out, too? I'm bushed
Rotonoto: sure, go ahead guy...
Rotonoto: ill catch you next week...
klokwkdog: happy 2003, all!
Rotonoto: a very happy HNY 2003 to all
Rotonoto: leaps into the hole some people says goes directly to the center of the earth...
Rotonoto I'm a newsman- I gotta find out- Reeeeebussssss.......
Rotonoto: no- you hang up first...
Rotonoto: no, you hang up...
||||||||| "12:49 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Rotonoto, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| It's 1:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cat - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| klokwkdog - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:31 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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