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 April 24, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 24, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| Merlyn sneaks in around 9:18 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| The Pills Brothers sneaks in around 9:21 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Merlyn: hey ther
The Pills Brothers: Hey Merl!
Merlyn: e
Merlyn: new here?
The Pills Brothers: How did ya know?
Merlyn: don't recognize your name
The Pills Brothers: I's Red & I's Purple and wheese da fabulous Pills Brothers!
Merlyn: you can make your text red and purple if you like
The Pills Brothers: I'm in des-skys I'm really Auka E.
Merlyn: that's OK, my name isn't really merlyn
The Pills Brothers: Really?
Merlyn: people should be showing up soon
The Pills Brothers: Where's all the kids go?
The Pills Brothers: Are they in Korea and if so on which side?
Merlyn: they haven't been here yet
||||||||| Dexter Fong enters at 9:26 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
The Pills Brothers: I guess Peter didn't want to be interviewed by the likes of me?
Dexter Fong: Gimme my hat and goat
The Pills Brothers: Hi Dex?
Dexter Fong: Dex? is it
Dexter Fong: Hi Merl
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Ken in through the front door at 9:27 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Kend^
The Pills Brothers: I have some groat clusterd and they're still warm pass some over to Ken!
Ken: hello, dear friends ;)
Merlyn: oh, you asked for an an interview? I can send another email, maybe he forgot. He's going on the road with michelle shocked soon
Dexter Fong: Im shocked
Dexter Fong: How are Ken?
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and EricTravis disembarks at 9:28 PM.
Dexter Fong: you
Dexter Fong: Hey eric
Ken: thanks, pb, but i just ate. grilled steak (real mesquite!), baked potato, and rice-a-roni (the san francisco treat--ding-ding)
EricTravis: Evenin folks...
The Pills Brothers: Who Is Michelle Shocked and why does he have a ladies name is it ala Alice Cooper or Alice in Chains or ?
Ken: hey eric
Merlyn: pill are you mirv751?
The Pills Brothers: Hey ET!
Dexter Fong: Merv! Show me your lining
Ken: she's shocked because she wasn't properly grounded (rim-shot)
The Pills Brothers: No I's Red and my Brothers Purple ...
EricTravis: Are we the ones we're waiting for?
Ken: pb is uncle ernie, or i'll eat my cat and goat
Dexter Fong: We're here aren't we?
EricTravis: He's Bob, and I'm not Ed
The Pills Brothers: Moi Aunka E?
Dexter Fong: Ankha E
Merlyn: pill, if you got no email from bergman, it's possible it went to me instead, but I need to know who you are
Ken: yes, i wear an ankh necklace
EricTravis: Paul Ankra?
Merlyn: did you ask about zachariah?
Dexter Fong: Ankra's A-weigh me boys
Dexter Fong: But Tibula is very nice
EricTravis: Oh, you mean this...
Dexter Fong: ....and dat
EricTravis: Hra, har, har
Dexter Fong: Mr. Sheep Justice
Dexter Fong: Maybe I went to the wrong joint
EricTravis: Anyone want to buy a 7000 year-old vase?
Ken: ah, yes, dessert just came out of the bread maker! apple-cinnamon bread, real hot, and i've got REAL butter :)
Dexter Fong: lol
EricTravis: Oil's well that ends well...
Dexter Fong: ...vell vell vat de hell
Dexter Fong whispers "Are we on yet?"
Dexter Fong whispers more loudly, "Oh!! We're off"
Merlyn: WHAT?
Dexter Fong: Don't make bold at me....I can see you
The Pills Brothers: Ya know the police forced me to come up here and tell you dat ders good drugs and ders bad drugs ...
EricTravis: We're on allright. A full tank of gas, a clean birdcage, and no people with foriegn sounding names.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts C. Simril in through the front door at 9:36 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Are there times for using drugs?
Dexter Fong: Speaking of using drugs.....Here's Cat
C. Simril: we take drugs seriously at our household
The Pills Brothers: And der times for using dem and times for refusing dem ... refusing drugs ... sh,,,
Dexter Fong: Are you still holding that house?
Dexter Fong: Cat: You must be one of those weight-lifters for Christ
C. Simril: house?
EricTravis: They shouldn't call it freebasing. It's expensive. Costs you your house (Willaims).
C. Simril: neither
Dexter Fong: Neither what?
Ken: hey cat
C. Simril: weights or jesus
C. Simril: robin's best line on that score, cocaine is god's way of tellling you you've got too much money
EricTravis: Going away for a while, but I'll be back...
The Pills Brothers: Ders bad drugs like hero-ene and Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Mescaline and Harvey's Bristol Creme ...
Dexter Fong: Cat: (Ahem) You said "householder"...you started it =)P
||||||||| doctec enters at 9:39 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
C. Simril: whatever. i was just trying to recall the proctor and bergman line from pills bros
||||||||| Around 9:39 PM, doctec walks off into the sunset...
C. Simril: greetings bros.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:39 PM and late as usual, it's doctec, just back from Billville."
C. Simril: and speaking of drugs....
Dexter Fong: And speaking of Pills....Here's Doc
doctec: he's in, he's out, he's in again...
doctec: yeah i'm such a pill
Dexter Fong: But does he take my medical plan
The Pills Brothers: Doc-techincal he's so old it's stupid ...
C. Simril: very dough, boy
Ken: and it feels good going in and out, doesn't it?
Dexter Fong: It's feels good like anything, Tom!
C. Simril: i may or may not have sent you a zip file a few minutes ago, doc
doctec: oldie but a goodie
doctec: i may be an idiot but i'm no fool
C. Simril: tried to zip it with the winzip thing but may not have succeeded
The Pills Brothers: Ta think all you had to do was put those balls on the other side... lok at them spin!
doctec: i got your hip like a zip file cat
Dexter Fong: Doc: I can hear Eccles saying that
||||||||| "9:41 PM? 9:41 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Elayne should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Elayne enters and sits on the couch.
doctec: haven't opened it up yet tho
Ken: hey, e
doctec: oddly, it was delivered as Narration.zip.doc
The Pills Brothers: Your hip like a zip ... lets take a trip ...
Elayne: Hi Ken! Evenin' all!
doctec: so should i rename it to just Narration.zip?
Dexter Fong: PB: He'p me he'p me Im hypmotized
doctec trips over his own ego
Dexter Fong: Hi Elyane
The Pills Brothers: Walk into the light Dex ...
doctec: ooh - my nose!
doctec: hi e
Merlyn: I'm fading already
The Pills Brothers: Look out for that great sandstone building!
Dexter Fong: PB: Am I on Amurican Ideal?
doctec: oh dear - he's turning over -
doctec: Armenian Idle
Ken: turn him over, baste him, take him out
Elayne: Just listening to the FT Earth Day thing now.
The Pills Brothers: You R the Amerikan Ideal Dex!
Dexter Fong: I thought I was Serbian
doctec: it's mostly proc & ozzie
The Pills Brothers: No your Suburban!
doctec: well i got my $10,000 synth in the mail tuesday
Dexter Fong: COD?
doctec: it's amazing, it all fits in a box the size of a typical pc software package
doctec: played with it last night & a little tonight
C. Simril: hi el
Ken: speaking of suburban, i heard subway commercial about "herb and cheese bread" and heard "urban cheese", thought maybe i'd like rural cheese better
Elayne: Heh, "affirmative answers to what you think is right already." That's great.
The Pills Brothers: Synth huh, I found a Methodist Lab in my kitchen this week!
Dexter Fong: I try to play with it *everyday* because I'm Onon Winquey Dink
doctec: my head is spinning - those old analog moog beasts are not easy to get the hang of
Ken: "Idleness is only the refuge of weak minds." - Earl of Chesterfield
Elayne: Heh, it was only a matter of time before Mutt & Smutt went on the Internet. :)
Dexter Fong: Chesterfields are the refuge of the Idle
The Pills Brothers: Did they open up a new bait and switch store E?
doctec: And an excellent source of nicotine!
Ken: e: it was a great bit, i thought, even though i couldn't hear it on radio :(
doctec: hmmm, small worms and electrical equipment
Dexter Fong: E: They've got a website you can compress you're hooters on
Elayne: Dunno, Pills, not yet. :)
Dexter Fong: You're?
C. Simril: i loved the earthday firesign bit.
Elayne: "I was shocked, horrified and litigious..." heh, well written as always.
C. Simril: particularly reminiscent of A Shadow Moves Upon the Land which i mentioned in a post ot alt.ft
Dexter Fong: Cat: Is that "shadow" magic mushroon performance?
Ken: i'm actually checking the ng more now, and enjoying it more than i did in the past
C. Simril: yep, you heard it dex?
Dexter Fong: No Cat"
The Pills Brothers: Shrooms heap good Kemosabe!
doctec: anyway it didn't really cost $10,000, it was only $260 - but it's a very faithful computer emulation of those old moog beasts that sold for $10,000 back in the day - and are still sought-after collector's items
Merlyn: are you smoking more but enjoying it, les?
doctec: merlyn: lol
C. Simril: i'm relieved to hear that, doc
The Pills Brothers: Mini Moogs and ARP 4200s rule!
Dexter Fong: PB: You put on this mask and go into town, Tonto...and while you're there, buy me a bra
Ken: surely i can be frank with you
doctec: so was my accountant, cat
C. Simril: i thought i was your accountant, doc
The Pills Brothers: Whos Shirley?
doctec: no, you're my benefactor
C. Simril: surely not
doctec: can i call you ben for short?
Ken: with shirley booth starring as "hazel"
Dexter Fong: Shirley? Shirley Bassy...works at the Bait and Switch shopppe
C. Simril: mr president, you're benifiscent
C. Simril: i saw that show once
C. Simril: there used to be a studio theatre in la (maybe still is) where you could go and watch sitcoms and such
doctec: which show was that?
Elayne: Nice ending. "We are the ones we've been waiting for." Although I've always preferred, "We are the ones our parents warned us against." :)
C. Simril: hazel. it was sponsored by ford, as i recall, hence my family connection to it
C. Simril: el, you have a copy of Shadow, don't you? did you notice the similarity?>
Ken: now appearing at the ford theatre......
Dexter Fong: I'm nuts for the new Ford Hazel
doctec: if you've ever seen the cartoon version of the movie "clerks," you gotta love the running joke at the start of each episode
C. Simril: we had a Ford Theatre in vancouver. it went bankrupt
doctec: "Clerks was drawn before a live studio audience..."
Dexter Fong: Doc: Damn! Worse than Mimes
Elayne: Cat, it's been a long time since I've listened to Shadow, but yeah, the end was similar.
C. Simril: the reference to "in a sacred way" i thought particularly moving.
C. Simril: i'm elated to see the firesigns get back to their roots
Ken: i used to do herbs "in a sacred way" myself
Elayne: Yes, but very New Agey, Cat. The kind of New Agey that people tend to make fun of.
C. Simril: used to?
Dexter Fong: I did some 'erb once that scared me
Elayne: It reminded me more of "Hey, I dig what you Indians are doing; got any peyote?" than anything else.
C. Simril: you think so, el?
The Pills Brothers: Don't fear the reefer Dex!
Dexter Fong: Opening Casinos, Elayne?
Ken: e: like you were expecting a kitaro or enya soundtrack?
doctec: pills: lol
Elayne: Yeah, I do Cat. Went a little into the "aging hippie" milieu there.
Elayne: Not that much, Ken. :)
doctec: richard clayderman?
Dexter Fong: I fear no reef 'er shoal, I'm unsinkable
Ken: oh yeah, molly brown?
doctec: sinking the unsinkable
C. Simril: but the firesign theatre, me, and some of their other fans are indeed aging hippies
The Pills Brothers: Me too!
Ken: i'm an aging hipster myself
C. Simril: much better than being aging nazis, in my opinion
Dexter Fong: K: Who you callin' a moll?
doctec: i'm just aging
C. Simril: nitrate?
Elayne: Well, yeah, Cat, but there are tons of folks between the two extremes, yes?
Ken: in flanders field.....
Dexter Fong: Jeeze Ken
C. Simril: Ossman was an aging hippy when hippys were New
doctec: first the media eschewed hippiedom, then it co-opted it
Ken: yes, i shouldn't have. but "moll" and "flanders" seem to go together well
Dexter Fong: He was a New-age hippy
Elayne: Ossman has been aging forever. ;)\
doctec: now it's just more commercial foeer
doctec: fodder
C. Simril: ehhhh Shoe!
doctec: no shoes doctor
C. Simril: they are after all, called the Firesign Theatre
The Pills Brothers: Fence sitters suck hover cones!
Dexter Fong: Doc: 'yo man...now they be doin' B&E on hip-hop, know wat i mean...
doctec: it's just another swing of the pendulum
doctec: one wonders - when will it start swinging to the left again?
Elayne: That pendulum hitting you in the head again, Doc?
doctec: owwwww
doctec wobbles
Dexter Fong: It's Cataim Midnite
Elayne: He's no fun, he's falling right over.
doctec: why are start spinning around my head and i'm hearing chirping birds? i must be in a cartoon...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: no...no...he's getting to his knees
doctec: stars , not start
Elayne: As are we all, Dex. Down on your knees, Heathen! Pray to the burning Bush!
doctec can't type worth a damn
Dexter Fong: It starts with stars
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:01 PM and Dave steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Elayne: "It's full of stars..."
Dexter Fong: ...and ends in Woodstock....or maybe Flander's Field
doctec: and speaking of vodka tonics... time for me to head upstairs
C. Simril: 2001. that's so Last year!
The Pills Brothers: Hi Dave?
doctec: be right back
Elayne: Hey Dave!
Dave: Hey guys, I'm here, stop turning blue, I can tell these things ya know
EricTravis: Catherwood had better get a clock.
C. Simril: hi dave
Dexter Fong: It's those Moss's from next door
C. Simril: klok? he's not here. Dave is here
The Pills Brothers: I've been whipping the moss all afternoon!
Dexter Fong: ;slips quickly off for a tasty drink
EricTravis: Better clocks than glocks.
Merlyn: just darkening my name
C. Simril: i'z white
The Pills Brothers: Have a nice blue moss ...
EricTravis: You ain't got no friends on the left...
EricTravis: You ain't got no friends on the right...
Dave: hehe, I just got an update to my screen reader, nice stuff, minor inflection inhancements, but nice
doctec: hi dave
The Pills Brothers: I's white!
Ken: hi dave
EricTravis: Dave - who makes the screen reader?
The Pills Brothers: Ask that policeman who's knocking at your back door!
C. Simril: mr. policedog, what makes america great?
Dave: hi! damn right, haha, yeah right, you'd have to kill me first 'fore any o' that stuff went down the pipe
EricTravis: Are you one of us?
doctec: do the enhancements help with the non-text stuff
EricTravis: How do you know for sure?
Ken: if you're not with us, you're against us
The Pills Brothers: Don't you trust him ...
Dexter Fong slips back onto his bar stool
Dave: eric gw micro, www.gwmicro.com
C. Simril: then he'll want to see yours?
doctec: woo hoo!
Ken: you have to pay to see mine
Dexter Fong: I'll see yours and raise mine
Dave: doc yeah a bit, kinda hard to explain
doctec: easy monthly payments of $20/ek twice a week & never on sunday
The Pills Brothers: Don't run in the trenches ...!
doctec: $20/wk
C. Simril: cuz that's your day of rest?
Dexter Fong: Doc: ek = European Kingdom?
doctec: especially when you're carrying scissors!
EricTravis: Dave - sound interesting. I'll check it out.
Ken: no, pb, it's don't FALL in the trenches. that's how you get trench mouth
doctec: eek!
C. Simril: Empire of Kittens
Dave: egg egg and so forth
doctec: mao mao
Ken: "It pays to be obvious, especially if you have a reputation for subtlety." - Isaac Asimov
Dexter Fong: Hi! Im' Tawney...Empress of Kittens
EricTravis: Ya gotta be kittin me...
The Pills Brothers: Wine soaked and sugar cured?
doctec: tawnee stone?
C. Simril: papa oo?
Dexter Fong: K: It pays to be Isaac Asimov
doctec: the sugar cured me!
||||||||| 10:10 PM: klokwkdog jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dave: eric, let me advise you change the rate, and know that the CONTROL key is the key to silence the speech, very, very important
Ken: hi klok
doctec: save us from invading martians
C. Simril: i thought klok wasn't here
Dexter Fong: Kolk!
klokwkdog: good evening...
doctec: (i think i almost have the entire script memorized)
C. Simril: hit "save" and martians live on forever
Dexter Fong: Elayne: You still here....When's my photo op
Ken: jesus saves
klokwkdog: now wait for last year
C. Simril: nah, he blows his money on wine and fish
EricTravis: Austin has a center for sight impared folks. Might pass it on. Thanks.
Dexter Fong: Ken: That's good to kn oow
doctec: elayne and merlin are fading - fading - fading
doctec: oops
Elayne: Sorry, didn't mean to fade.
doctec: i got them reversed
Dexter Fong: And blinking to
klokwkdog: you know what Photoshop always says: "Render unto...
doctec: they can't decide if they're fading or not!
Ken: doc: think they were in the attic together?
Dexter Fong: ...unto Kodak?
C. Simril: kazaa what is kazaa's
doctec: render unto adobe what is adobe's
Elayne: Dex, my boss is out next week. Pick a day - Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday. (I'm taking a 4-day weekend.)
doctec: kazaa is a perr-to-perr file sharing network
C. Simril: gillis?
klokwkdog: keep your hands on the pot and never hit cue, eh DT?
Ken: my cats are purr-to-purr
Dexter Fong: E; I'll call you...almost time for P&T?
EricTravis: Render unto Cesarians the afterbirth...
doctec: sorta like what napster used to be - but because no central control, the riaa can't go after them so easily
Merlyn: hey, America's top WWII fighter ace was named Richard Bong
doctec: perr glint
doctec: party on rich
Elayne: Actually Dex, it's time for me to go update my blog. Still on my streak of blogging every day! Later all!
||||||||| Elayne departs at 10:13 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
doctec: nite e
klokwkdog: yep, top notch, but never in the same class as the nazis
Dexter Fong: Doc: perr glint? =)))))))))
Dexter Fong: Night E
doctec: damn, and i typed nite e before she left
EricTravis: Didn't he fight Baron von Tollbooth over the skies of Europa during WW One?
klokwkdog: it's in the eye of the beholder, Dex
doctec: she just never waits for those goodbyes
Ken: my cats are purr-to-purr
doctec: eye bowl-a
Dexter Fong: ..and I've got my eye on you, big boy
doctec: tsars
C. Simril: by el
The Pills Brothers: I thinx that was Baron Von Hashpipe?
Dexter Fong: Cout Hookah?
EricTravis: And the chrome snuffcase?
klokwkdog: those who wait for goodbyes...
Dave: merl did you change the chat layout a bit?
Dexter Fong: Count...sheesh
Dexter Fong: ET: An SS Van Dine case if ever there was
klokwkdog: yes, we are all connecting via transfers at Hollywood and Vine now...
Dexter Fong: ...and Vine not?
The Pills Brothers: Thats a sleezy little corner!
Dexter Fong: With a big heart
EricTravis: Via Duc?
Dexter Fong: and get the Dutchess free
EricTravis: From the Castle Anthrax?
C. Simril: of earl?
Merlyn: dave, I changed a few things, what's up?
C. Simril: what about the Viscount of Van Nuys?
Dexter Fong: Erl, grime and the everyday cares of washday
Dave: the SR reads your names and the text all together, it used to read your user name on one line, then the text you entered
EricTravis: Catapult a cow for me, I'll be back...
Dave: I'm just wondering if that is my new update or a modification
Dexter Fong: Here, take this rabbit
Ken: fyi, frontline on pbs right now is about cyber warfare
C. Simril: cyber wafers
Dexter Fong: K: I don't believe in frying sorcerors
The Pills Brothers: Get it now the burning cow Mad about that meat!
Merlyn: I'll look at old logfiles to see if any of the formatting has changed
Ken: dex: a welsh rabbit?
C. Simril: eat one, turn borg, eat everyone else
Dexter Fong: PB: Nicely done...ne w to me
Merlyn: dave, you can try reading a logfile to see if an old chat log acts differently
The Pills Brothers: Eat it wipe it off eat it again!
||||||||| "Hey Dave!" ... Dave turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:19 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Ken: No, Dominican
Ken: i hear those dominicans make good cigars
Dexter Fong: K: Related to the chiouhaouha...a hairless hair
Dexter Fong: er hare
EricTravis: Frontline has a show on Cyber attacks. Looks good. Se y'all next week. Keep the hearth by the Firesign warm.
||||||||| Around 10:20 PM, EricTravis walks off into the sunset...
C. Simril: by eric
Dexter Fong: Night ET
The Pills Brothers: baba ET!
C. Simril: phone home
Dexter Fong: Doc T must be making one humongous drink
doctec: i've been back for a while, man!
C. Simril: he's got a still you could invent taoism from
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc...can't fool me...you were turning gray and had lost your place in line
doctec: (sorry, was getting distracted by a computer go game - a freeware version at that)
doctec: taoism involves stillness
Ken: much better than a computer stop game
Dexter Fong: Doc: Is that the game where the girls wear these little white naugahyde boots......and little else?
Ken: mammaries of nancy sinatra!
Dexter Fong: Dooby doo!
Dexter Fong: and ringa-ding-ding
Ken: i'll do a doobie if you pass it over here
doctec: no, that's the game of go-go
Dexter Fong: Right on brother
Dexter Fong: Two dimensional Go...New from Bradley
klokwkdog: atari to you, too!
doctec: general bradley?
doctec: or uncle milton?
Ken: speaking of dimensions, anyone read that "multiverse" article i posted on ng? if we had more than our current 3 dimensions of space or 1 of time, the entire universe would be unstable
doctec: you can download a freeware 9x9 go game from http://www.smart-games.com
Dexter Fong: Omar "Khayam" Bradley to you soldier
C. Simril: you go, game
Dexter Fong: K: When did u post
The Pills Brothers: It's dat time again Pueple tell Mr. Birdseed to go to Press! Okay Boss Go TO PRESS!
Merlyn: I'm working on a flash game like wiz-war, if any of you are familiar with that game
Ken: couple days ago, dex. i have mine set up to delete old messages, so i can't retrieve it for you right now without some detective work
The Pills Brothers: http://issuesandalibis.org Keep'em flying Y'all!
C. Simril: no i missed it ken, send it to me. a lot of my writing is about shit like that
Dexter Fong: Mr. Birdseed? I've got this idea for a column
Ken: it was the one from scientific american
C. Simril: used universes, get your used universes right here. get em while they'e hot
Merlyn: by the way, we've gotten a good increase in hits for this latest NPR show
Ken: i'll see if i can find in my history. hold on
The Pills Brothers: Send it in Dex I'm always open for more columns!
Dexter Fong: K: I don't so I'll find it...saw your Sky King post though =)
C. Simril: are you uncle ernie?
klokwkdog: halton arp says they're all recycled anyway, Cat
Ken: http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?articleID=000F1EDD-B48A-1E90-8EA5809EC5880000
C. Simril: good to hear, merl
Dexter Fong: Cat: If he ain't I'm both Mutt 'n Smutt
The Pills Brothers: The one the only C. I was in dis skys!
Ken: it's 9 web pages, plus sidebars and illustrations. very deep stuff, but extremely interesting
C. Simril: better than dat skys?
||||||||| The Pills Brothers says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, The Pills Brothers exits at 10:29 PM.
C. Simril: you be one funky taxi
Ken: at least not a big yellow taxi
klokwkdog: took away my old man
Dexter Fong: K: I used to read SA but they seemed to go on and on about DNA etc...'course this was some time ago but it didn't interest me
klokwkdog: don't it always seem to go
Ken: good nova this week about roslind franklin and picture 51 (DNA stuff)
C. Simril: joni mitchell, American Master. Fuck!
klokwkdog: yeah, that's very boring stuff -- they keep using the same 4 letters over and over
Ken: you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone
Dexter Fong: ...tha you don't know that you've got SARS...
doctec: that you don't know what you've got 'til it's co-opted by some big conglomerate
C. Simril: isnt he a good sport, ladies and gentlemen
doctec: koff koff
klokwkdog: man, are the e. lawyers gonna come down on us tonight, like getting hit in the eye
Dexter Fong: Doc: and then they sue you for trademark infraction
doctec: give me the auntiedote
Ken: with a big pizza pie?
C. Simril: ok, uncle sam
doctec: in the record biz, everything is a recoupable expense
klokwkdog: but scientists are still looking for the prodote
C. Simril: who you callin a dolt?
Dexter Fong: Hi I'm not your Aunt Dote Fields but I did lose a leg...
C. Simril: WCs forever
C. Simril: a dog in heaven
Ken: look behind the couch, dex, i've found things there i lost before
Dexter Fong: Go aRSENAL
klokwkdog: "lost mine rather quickly, courtesy British Rail..."
C. Simril: arse? who you callin an arse?
doctec: i can't be arsed to care
Dexter Fong: ..."Here, Sailor...take this quid, nunc?
klokwkdog: (kwd has been listening to the Reith Lectures archived on Radio 4...)
C. Simril: prick up your ears
Ken: my ears are too small to put a prick in
Dexter Fong: Cat: Oooh! you are so naughty
Ken: and it doesn't sound too good to me anyway
Dexter Fong: Let me take out my hearing aid
doctec: wha-at?
Dexter Fong: Doc: No! Wazzzzz real?
klokwkdog: he said he was an artillery captain during the war and lost his hearing
C. Simril: his earing?
Ken: cat: only if 'e's cockney
Dexter Fong: Klok: Then he hasn't heard...He's been promoted to Full colonel
Merlyn: it's a red earring
C. Simril: is that his cock? i thought it was his knee
klokwkdog: (Je vous presente Pamela)
Dexter Fong: Ruby, my love
Ken: spreak engrish, troops!
Dexter Fong: Hi Pam
Dexter Fong: Wanna play Go-Go?
C. Simril: i'll see your pair of 5s, and raise you a gang of 4
Dexter Fong: Put on these white naugahyde boots and flimsy Burneuse
klokwkdog: ah! they are in Saddam's family!
C. Simril: the girl from ee! pam! ima
doctec: what the heck is a dharma dollar anyway?
Dexter Fong: The yellow River will be your back-up lights
klokwkdog: (La nuit americaine)
C. Simril: no, the elevator boy is in sadam's family
C. Simril: money tinged wth the darma, doc
doctec: late for dinars
Dexter Fong: (formerly the European Nuit)
||||||||| Catherwood escorts MrMouse in through the front door at 10:39 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
klokwkdog: probably more like all of saddam's family was in the elevator boy at one time or another
C. Simril: capable of paying for only good deeds and products
Dexter Fong: Eeeeka Mouse
C. Simril: hey, its Lunch!
Ken: hi mouse
Dexter Fong: Cat: I didn't hear the factory whistle
C. Simril: hymen? ouch
Merlyn: disney will sue
klokwkdog: yes, and take that you filthy non-member of the coalition: we have all the Good Deeds now, or are (oil) well on the way to them!
doctec: ah
MrMouse: thank you catherwood. may I dry my muclucks by the fire ?
doctec: thanks cat
C. Simril: muckluck, the duck
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's good that you're getting in touch with your femine side
klokwkdog: we will fly the Christian flag over Jerusalem by Jesus' birthday! Yea US!
C. Simril: side?
doctec: sidereal theatre
Dexter Fong: Mr Mouse: Look out for the snakes
Ken: hello, is this site locked up?
klokwkdog: femine?
C. Simril: mr mouse = pamela?
klokwkdog: Ken, it's been down so long, it's looking like up to us...
doctec: feline
Dexter Fong: Caught you're attention eh Klok
MrMouse: anybody seen my 3rd face lately ?
||||||||| At 10:42 PM, Ken vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkdog: mikey mouse got nothing to do with Traffaut
C. Simril: mimi farina, where have you gone
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Ken into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:42 PM, then departs.
klokwkdog: yes, Dex, and my face mask was no protection whatsoever
Dexter Fong: Merl: Think Ken has got my problen too?
doctec: is that the one with the third eye in the middle of the forehead?
C. Simril: mr. verne, you are the true foe of that englishman welles (you really have to get a copy of Red Shift, klok!)
Dexter Fong: WB Ken
MrMouse: si...........I mean oui .
Ken: i was getting nothing here and other sites were working.
doctec: red si?
klokwkdog: kwd is afflicted by a sars of a different (financial) persuasion, but the delight will come eventually, Cat
Ken: gulf of aqaba
Dexter Fong: K: I've had that problerm for awhile....has to do -I think- with ISP changing your numbers
Ken: dex: you aren't aol are you? i didn't disconnect, just reconnected to this page
Dexter Fong beartender, another cuble of drinkies
doctec: awol
C. Simril: give doc your address and he'll send you a copy, klok. if i do say so myself
doctec: yeah no prob there
klokwkdog: No that is Gulf of Aqaba, Ken - heed your Capitals! Baghdad is ours now; can Damascus not soon fall to our steel? And then, Onward, Christian Soldiers to liberate Jerusalem from those filthy semites!
doctec: just write your name and address on your telephone number
doctec: and send it to "doctec - behind the third washbasin - men's room - bradley international airport"
Ken: who wants a semite anyway? i want a WHOLE one
klokwkdog: sorry, DT, even using Shannon's algorithms, such an overloading is not possible as it violates the basic limit of information per symbol
Merlyn: I might be able to change how the reaper works and not use IP addresses for that, for AOL etc problems
C. Simril: did yu get your copy yet, merl?
doctec: ah, what the heck does shannon know anyway? she's a stripper down at the stork club
klokwkdog: go to the nearest 7-11 and there will be one for you, Ken; once you get far enough south, they infest them
C. Simril: strip those storks!
doctec: cat: have been delayed getting copies out to some people, merl & romm will get theirs soon
Ken: don't trust those storks. their gifts are worse than the one the greeks gave the trojans
doctec: (basically, after cranking out 45 cds for you, i needed a break)
C. Simril: i emailed you about packer, doc. did you send one to him or shall i?
klokwkdog: Cat - thanks vy much, but artists should be renumerated. Perhaps I'll hear snippets next visit to DT or something, but I will forego the pleasure. Is it the less for being delayed, or indeed just as sweet?
Dexter Fong falls back on his barstool
C. Simril: you do indeed, doc
Ken: i'll renumerate you--now you're number 3!
doctec: he was not on my list (and for some reason i thought it was stenshoel doing buddha's voice), so go ahead and send one out to him
Dexter Fong: K: No..don't have aol, have Netscape..but believe it's a problem with ISP
doctec: klok: send in your 'order', allow 2-4 wks for delivery
C. Simril: just wanted you to know what we're babbling about, klok. as most of the thrusday night crew is already in it
Dexter Fong: Up to our necks
Merlyn: ken, dex, I don' t know if IP address problems causes the problem, the text page should just display regardless
doctec: renumeration not necessary
doctec: (same goes for you too ken)
Dexter Fong: Merl: What I've seen is this..your site stops recognizing me.. apparently since my ID? number has changed
Ken: ahem, perhaps we mean to say "remuneration"?
klokwkdog: DT - no reason to ship one, anyway.
MrMouse: *watches the bus go by....................*
Dexter Fong: Remuneration!?
doctec: oh, right... the vodka tonic has kicked in
klokwkdog: that, too, Ken - it's certainly going to have to be done in Mesopotamia
Ken: paul muni
Dexter Fong: ow many times havwe I heard that tiresome word?
Merlyn: yeah, your IP address
Ken: mrmouse: don't hide in your little mouse hole, sneak out in the kitchen and steal some cheese!
klokwkdog: what, Bibbedoc?
doctec: i don't know, dex - i can't read minds
C. Simril: mmm, cheese
Dexter Fong: "Anyone here want a mess o' potamias?
doctec imbibes
doctec imbibes
klokwkdog: I rotate my IP address constantly to avoid attacks
doctec: hic
Ken: klokwise or counterklokwise?
klokwkdog: yeah, the new drachma will have a picture of the Dixie Chicks on it
doctec: are they french - i mean, freedom potamias?
Dexter Fong: Ken" lol
C. Simril: a mess o pot? mania!
Merlyn: naked?
MrMouse: *yelling out of the window........*I think ya lost a bozo or two !!!!
klokwkdog: octetwise, Ken
klokwkdog: get with the program, dude!
doctec: and tattooed?
klokwkdog: really, DT, I'll get up with ya
Dexter Fong: MM: Who's counting?
C. Simril: i saw the best mimes of my generation
MrMouse: not me !
doctec: yeah, but i bet you didn't HEAR 'em!
Ken: klok: if you're sending me messages in private, they are not getting through. that was blank
Dexter Fong: ...naked and screaming in a box
MrMouse: *heads for the door
klokwkdog: he has sinesthesia, DT
C. Simril: one fish, another fish
Dexter Fong: Night Mousie
klokwkdog: (y'all really gotta hear those Reith lectures)
Ken: ooh, another good article in current sci-am was on synesthesia
Merlyn: Ken, your IP address hasn't changed tonight
klokwkdog: it spozed to go to DT
Dexter Fong: Is that like "Ring Rieths" from..that book?
Ken: no, brian, i have been connected well over an hour. it will go up to 24 until they kick me
C. Simril: an other?
klokwkdog: no, it's brain salad surgery, Dex
doctec: load your program - i am yourself
Merlyn: but you had to log out because no text was showing up?
Ken: with a nice raspberry viniagrette
Dexter Fong: Klok: Don't try to Palmer that off on me
klokwkdog: Dex: http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/reith2003/?focuswin
C. Simril: vin regret
Ken: brian: i hit the "exit" button, went back to main page and re-logged in to this site
doctec: vonnegut
Merlyn: yes, but did you have to exit to fix something?
Dexter Fong: Doc: Gimme two!
Ken: i was getting no scrolling, but after i came back, i saw that my messages were present
doctec: sorry only one famous author per customer
Dexter Fong: But I live in the hills
Ken: i was sending but not receiving
doctec: well, then that'll be extra for the delivery fee
Dexter Fong: But it only arrives half the time...so that's fity percent off
Merlyn: Hmm, maybe your browser wasn't refreshing
Ken: i won't pay no stinkin' shipping and handling!
||||||||| Outside, the 11:00 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dave coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
C. Simril: but you will pay sweet smelling shipping
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Ken: wb, dave
klokwkdog: you don'
doctec: yes, pyramid patchouli
Dave: back, did ya miss me, oh I know ya did, I can see the tears of happiness from here, with my own plastic eye
klokwkdog: you don't want your prize delivered by a uniformed representative of the US government?
Ken: catherwood is 17 min fast now?
Merlyn: ken, your refresh was every 5 seconds, but at 10:39, I don't see requests coming from your browser
doctec: someone hand me a kleenex
doctec sobs
Ken: brian: i wondered if it was browser, but tried a different page in another tab, and it worked great.
Dave hits doc on the head to make his stopping crying
doctec: owww!
doctec wobbles again
Ken: dave: don't hit him, he has a plastic ear
klokwkdog: yeah, ken, I don't see any requests coming from your browser even now
doctec: there are those chirping birds and stars flying around over my head again
Dexter Fong wonders...Is DT a red?
doctec: how do they do that?
klokwkdog: but it's typical of an accountant: gimme, gimme, gimme...
Ken: klok: get a bigger microscope ;)
C. Simril: with red hair? doobie do ah
Merlyn: The refresh count was fine (still 5 seconds), for some reason your browser didn't refresh. You can just do a normal "browser" refresh; that might even fix the problem. Maybe your refresh request got lost and the browser never did a retry.
Dexter Fong: Nancy? I still loved that white go-go booted girl
Ken: next time i'll tell the browser to leave a trail of bread crumbs so it won't get lost
Dave: I now have ordered enough box sets from my library to feed an army
Merlyn: hey dave, were you able to check older chat logs to check if the reader is different or the chat format?
Dexter Fong: Fresh baked? Ken
C. Simril: i'm baked but i'm far from fresh
klokwkdog: yeah, Ken, get a man's browser, one that will go the extra mile
Ken: yes, dex, and it was good! that real butter melting into the yeasty goodness, with chunks of apple and streaks of cinammon. mmmmmmmmmmmm
Merlyn: I looked but didn't see anything different in the HTML formatting, so I don't know why it would get read differently now
doctec: tell the browser to keep its thumb in the right place in the script
Ken: 10-4 on the browser, it's a mozilla 1.3
Dexter Fong: Klok: I'm knitting you a browser
Dexter Fong: ..after I finish the yeloow ribbons
Dexter Fong: ...how do you like this flag?
C. Simril: i thought the ribbons were very brave
Ken: it's a grand old flag
doctec: i take a size ML
Dexter Fong: I thought the ribs wer "bon"
Dexter Fong: Cajun styl ya' know
C. Simril: bone bone bone
Ken: t-bone burnett
C. Simril: ah, canadian
klokwkdog: weasels!
klokwkdog: hippies!
klokwkdog: weasels all!
Ken: ermine in the winter
C. Simril: back bacon uber alles
doctec: molson rules
klokwkdog: be men! join the coalition of the willing!
Ken: one more quote from me and i'm outta here for this week. toodle ooh, all. It is one of the superstitions of the human mind to have imagined that virginity could be a virtue. -- Voltaire
Dexter Fong watches as KWD has a spontaneous outbutst
C. Simril: avoid the yellow snow
C. Simril: good one, klok
Dave: the thing keeps refreshing too, but it doesn't refresh the text, it's kind of hard to explain unless you have the screen reader in frond of you reading you stuff, ok, here goes, before one can read a page, it has to load the page, so the reader says, "downloading page" when it's done, you can use your arrows to read the link and such, but for some reason while I read the chat page, it says, "downloading page" but does not refresh the text, just makes me read it all over again
doctec: very nice ken - thanks for that - & g'nite, see you next week
||||||||| Around 11:09 PM, Ken walks off into the sunset...
C. Simril: er, ken
Dexter Fong: Imagining a virgin give me a Volt, 'air
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MrMouse - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: nite ken
doctec: Ohmmmmmmmmm.....
C. Simril: range
Dexter Fong: mmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyy Papa
Merlyn: hmm, let me check on it dave
doctec: dex: lol
klokwkdog: you know, "Coalition of the Willing" sounds very, very gay...
Dexter Fong: To mmmmmmmmeeeeeeeee you arrrrrrrrrrrrrrre so wonderfullllllllllllll
Dave: the rest of the sites I have been to do not have this problem, my refresh is on manual, I made sure of that
Dexter Fong: Klok: You meant to add " Not that there's anything wrong with that" yes?
doctec: the browser that refreshes
klokwkdog: shame I had to find this linked on a NZ page, but this is a cute investigatory: http://www.harpers.org/online/jesus_plus_nothing/jesus_plus_nothing.php3
Dexter Fong: ...yes Ladies, refresh your self with a monthly browser dance
C. Simril: i read that in harpers
klokwkdog: not really, Dex, due to the mouth it originally came out of, which has stood shoulder-to-shoulder with one who attributed 9-11 to you-know-whom
Dexter Fong: ...your' friends will thank you
Dexter Fong: Hi! I'm harvey Firesign...speaking for the "Coalition of the Willing"
klokwkdog: as in, this was Mr. Straight-shootin' Texan (and we got laws against that kind of thing, boy)
Dexter Fong: Thank god! Finally laws against straighshooting
doctec: nothin' worse than a crooked shooter!
C. Simril: they've stopped shooting straights?
Dexter Fong: Those gays having been shooting straights for months now
C. Simril: bummer
klokwkdog: but we keep Andrew Sullivan around as Jester...
Dexter Fong: And they always use a Derringer
klokwkdog: thanks for that, Yancey
doctec: well i was hoping we might see lili this evening but she's probably busy - she drove up to canada yesterday, will be with daughter eleni & granddaughter sierra until next tuesday
Dexter Fong: Yancey? That damew still knocked me out
doctec: eleni's pc is very old and probably not up to this browser chat thing
||||||||| Catherwood leads Font Facade inside, makes a note of the time (11:17 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Few are , Doc
Dexter Fong: Faux Faxade?
doctec: i think it's a pentium pro running at 200 mhz
klokwkdog: or maybe a LeMat if they want to make their point
doctec: barely a crawl by today's standards
Dave: ok I take that back, it's doing it on amazon.com as well, this pisses me off, brb, gonna send a complaint to gwmicro
Dexter Fong: Doc: Don't bet the por's , they're cons
Font Facade: Hiya
Dexter Fong: Hi FF
Merlyn: doc, about all it needs is frames
Dexter Fong has an overwhelming desire to say "OI"
||||||||| Cat Dam, Who Sane? sneaks in around 11:19 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: i was cut off
Dexter Fong: But unfortunately he can't find a minion
doctec: cat's got religion?
Dexter Fong: At the knees?
klokwkdog: hey, DT, the XP1700 is down to like $42, and for $42 also you can get a Biostar M7VKQ m/b; add a $40 memory stick and you could smuggle her a cheap upgrade (the Canadians don't take your car apart going that way, do they?)(they took my cousin's car and sold it when he went into the US once)
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off C. Simril at 11:20 PM
doctec: at the past
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: the pores? don't sweat it
||||||||| Font Facade leaves to catch the 11:20 PM train to Hellmouth.
Merlyn: cat, your computer or the chat software?
Dexter Fong: Klok: What'd they get for it?
klokwkdog: cat's become yezudi?
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: dont know. went to the kitchen and when i came back, the screen was blank
klokwkdog: about $1200, I think Dex
Dexter Fong: Yerzudi Minion?
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: no, this cat will never have religion. at least in this life
Dexter Fong: A great violinist friends
klokwkdog: not to mention what they did to his girlfriend
doctec: klok: i told lili when she's ready to spring for a new pc for eleni, we'd be able to put something spiff together for not much money
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: to paraphrase what someone said about using drugs, anyone who believes in a religion isn't paying enough attention
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: spliff? don;t mind if i do
Dexter Fong: CDWS: Sorry? I missed that
klokwkdog: yeah, just check the case. I've seen two Gateway towers now that are 1" narrower than industry standard, so putting in a heftier power supply is impossible
doctec: thing is, lili's been so tied up with home improvement stuff (what started off as a bathroom upgrade has spread throughout most of the house) she's been to busy (and spending too much of her openwave travel reimbursement money) to think about setting eleni up with a new pc
Dexter Fong wobbles off to fdind something liquid
Merlyn: I'm working on genetically engineering baby seals to have faces like George W. Bush so people won't feel bad about beating them to death with clubs
doctec: merlyn: what a GREAT idea!!!!!!
klokwkdog: well, if you wait too long, you won't be able to get an XP1700 for $42...
doctec applauds merlyn's entrepreneurial spirit
Merlyn: like Alfred E. Newman thalidomide babies
klokwkdog: PETA will then come and beat YOU to death, Merlyn
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: good for you, merl. not so good for the seals
Merlyn: we can call them "presidential seals"
klokwkdog: ...you'll have to settle for an XP2800 for $42 or something (the new 64-bit Opteron just hit the streets: 89 Watts!!!)
klokwkdog: the problem with PETA mad at you (oh how well I know) is that they are heavily-infiltrated by inept FBI informers who make particularly unreliable pipe bombs
Dexter Fong falls off his barstrudel..spills most of his drink for "The Boys Upstate" and wonders what has happened to his his pignuts...er beernuts
Dexter Fong toasts the Beekeeper " Here's to you guys beartender"
doctec: ok guys i have to call it a night - got a busy day at work tomorrow
Dexter Fong: Klopk: Can they make me a pipe *bong*?
Merlyn: ok doc
klokwkdog: nuit, DT
Dexter Fong: Night DT
doctec: y'all continue ta have a nice evenin'
doctec: and i'll catch ya on the flip side
Dexter Fong: French is never out of style
doctec: have a better one
Cat Dam, Who Sane?: by doc
Dexter Fong snickers'
doctec: sominex... (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
||||||||| Around 11:28 PM, doctec walks off into the sunset...
klokwkdog: it would be funny except that on the way to spray a bunch of women's coats red, they stop to protest in front of the house and...boom!
Dexter Fong wonders "who was that masked Doctor"?....Amyway
Dexter Fong: Amway?
Merlyn: I never would have thought PETA members would be the type to smoke pipes, though
klokwkdog: and if it was a competent pipe bomb, they would all be smithereens, but instead, no, all this flying metal comes at me
Dexter Fong: Hi! I'm not a masked doctor...but do sell cosmetics
Dave: email sent to gwmicro, very frustrated, think I'll get off now, sorry I was really busy tonight
Dexter Fong: Night Dave
||||||||| Catherwood ushers C. Simril into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:31 PM, then departs.
C. Simril: am i hear yet?
klokwkdog: yeah, what the heck is this "Fluorinase" stuff they are pushing on TV. It looks like a Star Trek NG episode or something: "try this...you'll really like it..."
Dexter Fong: Sic him Reaper
Merlyn: ok dave, let me know if it works again
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Cat Dam, Who Sane? at 11:32 PM
Dexter Fong: Klok" I tried it...I *really* like it
C. Simril: we come, we go
Dave: "they say that time will kill the pain, I say the pain will kill all my time" Ben Harper
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:32 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dave by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Trying to find the Cafe au Go-go
klokwkdog: oh, yeah, right Dex. I know that trick. You are just punching your SAG card. Get residuals for these plugs in the chat, do we?
C. Simril: cafe buddha?
Dexter Fong: That's a Latte Bhuda for a little fella like you, pilgrim
Merlyn: Fluorinase is an enzyme
klokwkdog: they patented an enzyme? why those filthy little devils!
Dexter Fong: That's the answer to question 397 on your SAT's
Merlyn: maybe it's mayonnaise that brushes your teeth
Dexter Fong: ...and lingers on your lapel?
klokwkdog: what, it's like that Indian home remedy that some US company patented and then sued all the Indians using it? And the PTO upheld them?
Dexter Fong: PTO = Palestiniain Terrorist Organization
Merlyn: how can you sue a home remedy unless someone was selling it?
Dexter Fong: ..and selling it at home?
klokwkdog: so they were beaten over the head with their own home remedy. I guess they gave that up, though, after protests, and switched back to baby seals
Dexter Fong: Baby Seals? Canadian, eh?
klokwkdog: Patent and Trademark Orfice, Dex. You know, like PTT (post telephone and telegraph)
Merlyn: it wasn't kickapoo joy juice, was it?
klokwkdog: (drunkenly) Free Baby Seals!
C. Simril: i thought they were expensive
Dexter Fong: Here! on the big WkJJ,,, we got the juice if you've got the joy
C. Simril: i'm listening to harry shearer on Fresh Air
klokwkdog: dear cheap, Cat, dear cheap
C. Simril: never did no wanderin
Dexter Fong wonders why Cat never di no wanderin'
Merlyn: I found it - Ayahuasca
klokwkdog: i love it when these radio personalities get incestuous...
C. Simril: i thought you avoided drugs, merl
Merlyn: yage, something made from south american vines
klokwkdog: but they jump out of my TV set at me every night!
Dexter Fong: Hi! I'm Don Wilson Jr. and my famous incestor was....that's right ...Dpm Wo;spn
klokwkdog: they are impossible to avoid! unless...I turn off the TV
Dexter Fong: Don Wilson? aybody
Merlyn: of course, there's a http://www.ayahuasca.com
klokwkdog: and then...I begin to hear the voices again...
C. Simril: mr benny, mr benny
klokwkdog: no banana beer for you, eh?
Dexter Fong: "Wake me when we get to Richeste, Syracuse"
Dexter Fong: OI
Dexter Fong: Rochester
klokwkdog: oy!
Dexter Fong: An "oy" there Matey
Merlyn: but the patent on the plant itself was cancelled; a synthetic versoin would be patentable: http://www.dhushara.com/book/diversit/extra/ayap.htm
klokwkdog: yeah, different epic, there, Dex
klokwkdog: you are mixing your classics 'way too early in the evening for one so well-bread
Dexter Fong: E pic = Watching a movie on your PC
klokwkdog: Merlyn - the one in India was patented by WR Grace
klokwkdog: not allowed, Dex. naughty
Dexter Fong: and his "Lady of Grace"
Dexter Fong: Klok: It's ok to run a VCR thru your PC
klokwkdog: that's Il de Grace - made the fastest Atlantic crossing ever in 1939...
Dexter Fong: ...heavily pursued by Uboats?
klokwkdog: well, if you get it going fast enough, it might get all the way...if the PC is made out of cheap enough metal
Merlyn: hmm, that seems to be after the earlier patent was struck down
klokwkdog: no, Dex, she wasn't in het
klokwkdog: heat
klokwkdog: bad patent! down! down!
Merlyn: but it looks like that was struck down too
Dexter Fong: Klok: But they were U boats, yes?
Merlyn: In early 2000 the patent granted to W.R. Grace Company and US Department
Merlyn: of Agriculture on neem (EPO patent No. 436257) was also revoked by the European
Merlyn: Patent Office on the grounds of its use having been known in India.
klokwkdog: the proper syntax is "...'your' boats...", Dex, although you may have a point in certain African-American dialects (not that there's anything wrong with that)
Merlyn: maybe it was patently ridiculous
klokwkdog: and of course in Jamaica, they were known as "I boats"
Merlyn: submarines, do U stuff!
klokwkdog: LOL
klokwkdog: masterful, Merlyn
klokwkdog: worthy of the "...probably working for scale..." level stuff
Merlyn bowss
Dexter Fong: Uh...listen Rocky...do I have to take another dive?...
klokwkdog: (hath kwd taken The History of the English Language lectures to heart or what?)
klokwkdog: although Dex certainly just placed
Dexter Fong: 'tis a consumption devoutly to be whisked
Merlyn: are you diving dex?
klokwkdog: leaving him with a young chile
Dexter Fong: ...ro as James Bond said: Stirred not shaken"
Merlyn: I'm a uniter, not a diver
klokwkdog: Ah, us Americans have to stick together under the assault of the Coalition of the Unwilling and Canadians and French and weasels and such
Dexter Fong: Well..dear friends, I see by the old crock on the wall that Cat is fading...and so am I
C. Simril: you'll knight her? i'll king her
klokwkdog: yes, only 24 minutes to Anzac Day here (but of course, memorials are in Full Swing there by now)
C. Simril: off we drift
Dexter Fong: MerL: Wen't a whole night without glitching (pardon the technacilse) out
klokwkdog: so I'll follow you out the door
Merlyn: ok, sees you guise next week
C. Simril: later, regulars
Dexter Fong: After you please, Mr Klok
klokwkdog: we'll all chip in and send you a new supply of Glitch post haste, Dex
Merlyn: I'll drive you home.....GET OUT! GET OUT!
Dexter Fong: May I call U a cab?
klokwkdog: nite
||||||||| "11:53 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Merlyn, who then runs out through the Freedom doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Around 11:53 PM, klokwkdog walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: Night DF's
Dexter Fong: Night Catman =))
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| C. Simril - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 2:11 AM: daav0 jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
daav0: hello dexter
daav0: your'e making/not making the doctor unhappy/happy
||||||||| It's 2:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| daav0 - 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."

The Evening's Participants:
C. Simril
Cat Dam, Who Sane?
Dexter Fong
Font Facade
The Pills Brothers
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"The Home Team"

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Audrey Farber

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Rest In Peace,
Dear Friend