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 May 22, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:20 PM and late as usual, it's Mudhead, just back from Billville."
Mudhead: Hello Dear Friends
||||||||| Mudhead says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Mudhead exits at 8:25 PM.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:47 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving ah,clem coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| L'Yamamoto Volant waltzes in at 8:50 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
L'Yamamoto Volant: good lord
ah,clem: hi
L'Yamamoto Volant: the clock is nearly right
L'Yamamoto Volant: oi
ah,clem: yes, and still quiet
L'Yamamoto Volant: give it a few
ah,clem: good to see you
L'Yamamoto Volant makes nois
ah,clem: he he
L'Yamamoto Volant: indeed
L'Yamamoto Volant: brb. Mispelled my name
||||||||| L'Yamamoto Volant rushes off, saying "8:53 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
ah,clem: k
||||||||| 8:54 PM: L'Yamamoto Volante jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
ah,clem: wb
L'Yamamoto Volante: forgot the "e"
ah,clem: right
L'Yamamoto Volante: Can't shortchange the vowels, They're a Minority Group
ah,clem: so true
ah,clem: vowel rights lives!
||||||||| "8:57 PM? 8:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Jack O. Phartz should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Jack O. Phartz enters and sits on the couch.
ah,clem: hi Mr. Phartz
Jack O. Phartz: yello
ah,clem: I'm sure it i, Jack...
ah,clem: is
ah,clem: :)
Jack O. Phartz: pleasant weather we're having
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 22, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
ah,clem: is raining here. :)
Jack O. Phartz: where?
ah,clem: VA
Jack O. Phartz: AH
ah,clem: south Surry County here
L'Yamamoto Volante: It's just drizzly and Grisly here
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Mudhead', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:02 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
L'Yamamoto Volante: He hase come
ah,clem: is quite wet, and no better tomorrow.. but it is good for the trees.
L'Yamamoto Volante gets the moist towelettes
ah,clem: hi Mudhead!
Jack O. Phartz: it's better than no weather at all...
ah,clem: yes it is Jack.
Mudhead: Hi ah, clem
Mudhead: I brb
L'Yamamoto Volante: The trees are happy, But I'm starting to grow gills
Jack O. Phartz: hi, Nancy!
||||||||| Mudhead runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 9:03 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
ah,clem: no weather at all would be scary.
Jack O. Phartz: bye, Nancy!
||||||||| "9:04 PM? 9:04 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits on the couch.
ah,clem: he will be back.
L'Yamamoto Volante: He comes he goes and comes again
L'Yamamoto Volante: must be viagra
Jack O. Phartz: pull up a wolf stool and sit down
ah,clem: wb Mud
Mudhead: Put a towel over it
L'Yamamoto Volante: A moist Towelette?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:05 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
ah,clem: don't worry, i is a very old stol, Mudhead.
L'Yamamoto Volante: Meryl
ah,clem: stool
Mudhead: Is that French?
L'Yamamoto Volante: no Freedom
Mudhead: ah, wee
ah,clem: hi Merlin
L'Yamamoto Volante: Do we still hate the Freedom?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Ken', just granted probation at 9:06 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
L'Yamamoto Volante: Ken
Ken: hell, dear friends
ah,clem: hi Ken
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'mrmuckle', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:07 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Mudhead: Hi Ken!
Ken: how's life treating everyone?
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi
L'Yamamoto Volante: Like crap
Ken: i'm joining tonight from the wonder town of linuxville :)
L'Yamamoto Volante: not really, but just wanted to say that
L'Yamamoto Volante: I'll prolly put Linux on my nude box
ah,clem: GREAT Ken!!
Mudhead: ah, as observed last week, your playing with Knoppix?
ah,clem: I on't do windows anymore.
mrmuckle: I use SuSE linux
||||||||| Outside, the 9:09 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving llanwydd coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Ken: yam: couple of hints for you. when you install, put in EVERYTHING, then turn off what you don't want. i've already run into "dependencies" and had to install more from the original disks
Ken: i'm redhat-9
ah,clem: redhat here.
llanwydd: evening folks
ah,clem: hi
L'Yamamoto Volante: I have SuSE
Ken: hi muckle, llan, anyone else i missed
Mudhead: hi
L'Yamamoto Volante: not enough room on this old machine, tho
mrmuckle: howdy, evlybubby
Ken: i have suse too, but can't boot from cd on this old machine. i had enough free space it didn't bother me to partition 5.5G for this
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi
ah,clem: they are arriving like flies. But we won't weight 'em.
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi to the world
Ken: yam: there are very low footprint versions, some can even boot from a floppy (of course, they are extremely limited!)
Mudhead: can those flies vote?
Merlyn: are they spanish?
mrmuckle: Their votes only count in Florida!
Ken: yam: i like ode to oi by beethoven (which sold today for something like $9M at auction)
||||||||| Purulent waltzes in at 9:11 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
L'Yamamoto Volante: I can boot from CD but the main drive on this dell is 4 gigs
Ken: hi pur
Purulent: Hey ken
llanwydd: you can't eat the flies that drop in the milk. not kosher
Mudhead: Hey Pur, your knockers...er
Ken: yam: hd's have really come down in price lately, watch the sales at bestbuy, circuitcity, staples, you can find them for under $1/G. some require waiting on rebates though :(
L'Yamamoto Volante: I'm not kosher, so I'don't care
Ken: i'm not jewish either. can't be. i like pork too much
Mudhead: How bout the bee's and the spiders?
L'Yamamoto Volante: Ken: I'm using this box temporarily til the bits come in for my new one
Jack O. Phartz: when was the last time you bit a gig?
Purulent: Like my kosher ham??
||||||||| Catherwood escorts doctec in through the front door at 9:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Ken: spiders have 8 legs. i don't think that question is addressed by the talmud
Ken: hi tom
llanwydd: what
mrmuckle: Don't laugh. There IS Kosher pork
llanwydd: what's up doc
Purulent: Howdy doc
doctec: howdy
L'Yamamoto Volante: I think the Talmud sez you can't eat creepy crawly things
Ken: they ate locusts
mrmuckle: the Talmudhead?
Ken: lol, muckle!
L'Yamamoto Volante: Locusts are okay, tho
llanwydd: hindus as well as jews
Mudhead: The locust have the vote
llanwydd: can't eat flies in milk
Ken: hindus eat jews?
Purulent: batter dipped and deep fried.... any insect or critter..
||||||||| Bambi enters at 9:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
L'Yamamoto Volante: I ate a jew once
mrmuckle: AHH - Locusts on the grill and Geek dancing!!!
L'Yamamoto Volante: she dug it
Ken: you can't mix your clothing either. remember that next time you put on your lycra pants and your rayon shirt
Bambi: hello there
doctec: sorry, i'm a bit distracted
llanwydd: don't be mean to bambi
Bambi: LOL!
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi
Ken: yam: i did also, with excellent results
Ken: hi bambi
ah,clem: hi Doc
ah,clem: hi Bambi
L'Yamamoto Volante: oh god she came in on that line :P
Mudhead: Bambi!
Bambi: hi ken
Bambi: hi ah,clem ... mozilla working fine
L'Yamamoto Volante: hello
Ken: line? cocaine is still illegal
Bambi: hi mudhead
Bambi: hi yammy
Mudhead: I'm behind the bar
Ken: bambi: mozilla is an excellent choice for browser and/or mail
||||||||| klokwkdog sneaks in around 9:16 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
L'Yamamoto Volante: Not in the White House
Ken: hi brian
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi
klokwkdog: gabba gabba hey
llanwydd: but not all lines intersect
Bambi: ah, well could I have a toasted almond mudhead?
L'Yamamoto Volante: Merl is phading
Purulent: Ken: I'm running Moz. 1.3.1
Ken: i can't get the screen resolution here i have in windows, so i'm limited to 15 lines at size 3
klokwkdog: i am on a foreign pc and can't be there tonight much see you post - 11 PM
llanwydd: hi klok
Bambi: hi klok
L'Yamamoto Volante: I use phoenix
Mudhead: comin up
klokwkdog: howdy all
Ken: i'm on foreign pc also. made in taiwan
L'Yamamoto Volante: klok is it French?
Purulent: Hey klok
klokwkdog: yeah, ken, i've tried and tried to get my screen to resolve but simply refuse to cut down on the beer...
Jack O. Phartz: Twixt an' Tween
Ken: ooh la la, ze frogs are vunderbar!
Bambi: I use phoenix in windows and IE .... in Linux right now and using Mozilla
klokwkdog: no, it's in a weasel internet carafe
L'Yamamoto Volante: ack
Ken: thermally protected from the environment
L'Yamamoto Volante: Damn Weasles
mrmuckle: an ack attack
klokwkdog: it's AOL (groan) on the new nVidia-based PC we just built
L'Yamamoto Volante hacls up a hairball
mrmuckle: weasels ripped my flesh
llanwydd: I had a case of weasels. I got quarantined
Mudhead: There you go Bambi
klokwkdog likes hairball soup
Ken: aol? my opinion of you just dropped several notches. but i forgive anyway....
L'Yamamoto Volante: Good album, that
Ken: let's all get zappified
klokwkdog: yeah, Taiwan quarantined a gizillion M95 masks I read
L'Yamamoto Volante: AOL costs too much
Bambi: mozilla works much better for refresh than the old linux netscrappy did
Purulent: Watch yur ack...and ont, lease
L'Yamamoto Volante: I have been for years, Ken
Bambi: I really like Mozilla and Phoenix
mrmuckle: I didn't know weasels came by the case
klokwkdog: is not my AOL! I'm innocent! Rick, you've got to help me!
Ken: weasels come in shorts and quarts
doctec: lili says hi, she's in the galley doing the food prep thang
klokwkdog: ah, the weasels are on the case! that esplains it
L'Yamamoto Volante: Weasles ar available in shorts and Quarts'
doctec: which she does so well... :)
Ken: hey lili
Bambi: hi lili
llanwydd: i meant a 6 pack
Bambi :)
L'Yamamoto Volante: bah
klokwkdog: must post galley slave Lili pic
L'Yamamoto Volante: beat me to it
klokwkdog: i have been encouraging ken to learn shell scripts
Purulent: lili of the valley..?
Ken: i just had grilled salmon with fresh corn on the cob and sauteed mushrooms (the alt-0233 doesn't work here for the accent in sauteed)
klokwkdog: so that he can either put lili or Cat out of business (depending on which way he leans ;-)
L'Yamamoto Volante: Ah the old shell script game, like 3 card monty
Ken: klok: i have learned oyster and scallop shells, moving on to clams tonight
klokwkdog: ok, taking the hint, i will clam up on that lest you, er, bash me about it ;-)
mrmuckle: I'm about to cook mussles fer dindin
Bambi: sounds good ken
L'Yamamoto Volante: boddlonsky want some seafood mama
Ken: klok: i did open that page on command line stuff, going through it very slowly
L'Yamamoto Volante had a peanut butter sandwich
Ken: yam: too bad you aren't closer, had some leftover
llanwydd: I'm hooked on salmon
klokwkdog: you are on wrong code page! the murderer is in your house! run, ken!
llanwydd: I often eat it raw. seriously
L'Yamamoto Volante: Ken: UPS it
Ken: klok: i aready figured it out. the butler in the conservatory with the lead pipe
klokwkdog: ah, opening the page is the first step (young woman's illustrated companion, from The Diamond Age)
L'Yamamoto Volante: It was a bong
doctec: lili says if you can master bearded clam shell, you'll have the world by ... well, you'll have th world dude!
Ken: raw salmon is great stuff, but the other eaters require cooking first, so i ate it grilled (overmesquite, no less)
Ken: ba-da-bing, ba-da-bong
klokwkdog: is that like bearding the lion of judaeh?
llanwydd: clam shell? ecccchhh
L'Yamamoto Volante is WAY outclassed
Mudhead: I've got papers
Ken: yam: you're just in a class by yourself
klokwkdog: invite over a bunch of people to be grilled, Ken? shades of FBI!
Ken: mudhead: new york times? all the news that's fit to make up
||||||||| "Hey Jack O. Phartz!" ... Jack O. Phartz turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:25 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
L'Yamamoto Volante: it's lonely in here
klokwkdog: they don't have to knock anymore, you know
doctec: lili has requested my presence in the galley - i'll stay 'logged in' but i'll be away for a little while
Ken: i sometimes knock when i play gin
L'Yamamoto Volante: ahr
doctec: you boys fight it out amongst yourselves
Ken: go, enjoy, to
Ken: but i never drink gin. nasty stuff
klokwkdog: ah, piano for four hands...we get the picture (I hate this keyboard)
Bambi: LOL!
llanwydd: ok mother
L'Yamamoto Volante: I'm listening to Scriabin for the left hand
Ken: klok: haven't done that for many years (5th grade?)
llanwydd: i don't knock back gin either
Ken: yam: was he the guy that had his arm blown off in ww1 and composed for one hand?
klokwkdog: OK, my presence is required to install Ghost et al so i'm off 2 races now. c u all later maybe
Bambi: no gin or scotch here ... blech!
mrmuckle: Scriabin for the left ear
Ken: (the war to end all wars, for those who didn't read their history le)
||||||||| klokwkdog leaves to catch the 9:27 PM train to Hellmouth.
L'Yamamoto Volante: No, but he did do some left-handed stuff just the same
Bambi: see ya klok
llanwydd: does your left hand use stereo handsets?
Ken: later, klok
Mudhead: bye lkok. good luck
Bambi waves
Merlyn: zzzz
Bambi: everybody is too quick around here ;)
L'Yamamoto Volante: not me
Bambi: wake up merlyn LOL
mrmuckle: me too
L'Yamamoto Volante: No kidding you were fading fast
Mudhead: Merlyn, you want some T-shirt slogans?
llanwydd: sleeping on line. you should be ashamed
Ken: i was never as good with the left hand as the right (in anything except typing)
llanwydd: cybersleep
L'Yamamoto Volante: I tried sleeping on line. I fell off
Merlyn: sure mudhead
Purulent: Wave the wand and come out of yur sleep spell,...Merlyn
Ken: yam: as long as the line wasn't *too* high....
llanwydd: lol!
Bambi: I've done that !!
L'Yamamoto Volante: Narcolepsy?
mrmuckle: Rosey Palm and her 5 sisters?
Bambi: sleeping online ... and while playing PC games too
Ken: brb
Bambi: not the best way to win ;)
Merlyn: I'm not sleeping, I'm downloading porn
Mudhead: Im behind the bar
L'Yamamoto Volante: I know them well-like my own had!
llanwydd: No it was Narco Pepsi
L'Yamamoto Volante: No that's Coke, I hear it comes in bottes in this country
Mudhead: Industrial boxcars full
Bambi: did I get my toasted almond mudhead?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:31 PM and late as usual, it's C. Simril, just back from Billville."
ah,clem: hi Bambi
C. Simril: hi all
Mudhead: Why yes, a few linez back
Purulent: HEy C.S.
Bambi: hi ah,clem
Bambi: where ya been ?
llanwydd: hi C
Bambi: hi cat
L'Yamamoto Volante: Lichtenstien was the one-armed pianist BTW
C. Simril: as opposed to low
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi cat
ah,clem: my connection died, like your windows box
Bambi: hmmmm...weird
L'Yamamoto Volante: mine does weird things now and again
C. Simril: doc been here?
ah,clem: reset switch, all looks better now
Bambi: wonder if our router is acting up or what
Ken: hey cat
L'Yamamoto Volante: beat it w/a hammer
mrmuckle: prolaby "or what"
llanwydd: what's a router?
Bambi: yeah, good idea yammy ... my windows box is Internet dead at the moment
Ken: am i locked up?
||||||||| At 9:33 PM, Ken vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Bambi: thankfully still got the Linux box for tonight
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:34 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:34 PM and late as usual, it's Ken, just back from Billville."
L'Yamamoto Volante: good lord, they're gonna kick Lorin Mazel off the NY phil ALREADY
Bambi: hey...my windows box is back ... mailz in ;)
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Purulent: It tells you where to go...router
Bambi: came back on its own when you fixed yours ah,clem
||||||||| Outside, the 9:34 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dexter Fong coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
ah,clem: hi El
llanwydd: Catherwood has the time right for a change
Purulent: Hi E.
L'Yamamoto Volante: That Beethoven 9th WAS bad, but rilly
mrmuckle: or close to it
llanwydd: hi Elayne
Ken: my connection locked up too. a quick exit and re-entry (note to self: replace that heat shield before next re-entry)
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi E
Dexter Fong: Where's my transfer?
Ken: hi e, dex
Bambi: hi elayne
Elayne: Hey Dex!
Merlyn: Peter Bergman will be on the east coast with the Michelle Shocked tour: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bergman/tour.html
Ken: brian: anything for the middle of the country?
Elayne: Dex, everything's okay for lunch tomorrow. And it turns out my boss never came in on Tuesday, so we could have gotten together after all.
L'Yamamoto Volante: They never come into the hills
Elayne: And my apologies, I haven't yet sent your picture to DocTech for this site.
Dexter Fong: Hey Clem; Bambi; Cat; Elayne; Ken; MY; Welshperson; Merl; MM; Spurious; Mud; and a fading doc tect (whew)
Bambi: hi dex
L'Yamamoto Volante: oi
mrmuckle: howdy, all (again)
llanwydd: evenin dex
Dexter Fong: OI Elayne and vas machst du?
L'Yamamoto Volante: Xed
Merlyn: moab, utah, ken
Merlyn: and cinncinnati
L'Yamamoto Volante: Moab Utah?
Dexter Fong: Sin SIn Natty
llanwydd: sie machst viel
Ken: cincinnati is the closest, but that's 7 hrs or so by car. too far, i'd guess, for me
L'Yamamoto Volante: The polygamists convention?
Dexter Fong: Jawol, Ich bin cooking Veal
Ken: yam: no double rooms at THAThuh?
C. Simril: i'm in and out here
L'Yamamoto Volante: just one big bed and a whole lotta fun
Dexter Fong: Cat: Ah...the old in and out game, huh?
Ken: cat: is that related to fudd's testicle laws?
mrmuckle: it's gonna be a wild night in Moab
llanwydd: vielen veal. Sehr gut!
L'Yamamoto Volante: Veal?!? FOR SHAME
Dexter Fong: I feel your veal, Ilan
L'Yamamoto Volante: Sic's PETA on Dex
ah,clem: fudds law of oposition, and testlittle's deviant to fudd's law.
llanwydd: vielen dank
Ken: danke schoen....
llanwydd: but seriously, I never eat veal
L'Yamamoto Volante: Hell, I hardly eat, but it hasn't affected my appetie
mrmuckle: veally???
ah,clem: how about these little groat clusters?
llanwydd: got any groat clusters?
L'Yamamoto Volante: You don't have a few Groat Clustres I can chew on?
Dexter Fong: Clem: Teslacles Deviant =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Bambi: Rat in a Box
Ken: i haven't had veal in a long time. i know the entire sordid story on it....
llanwydd: What is all this deviance?!
C. Simril: cat in a bachs
ah,clem: was not a fudd law though.
Dexter Fong: The Old Homestead Restaurant here in NYC is now offering Kobe Beef Hot dogs: 19 dollars per
Bambi: just some fuddy duddy law llan
ah,clem: opsition law was only fudd law.
Ken: deviance is part of the enemy's plan. we must all march in lockstep. seig heil!
L'Yamamoto Volante: dex: WHAT?
Elayne: Oh, that's just silly, Dex. Not unexpected, but silly.
Dexter Fong: What?????????????
Ken: i would never pay over $18.75 for a hot dog....
L'Yamamoto Volante: $19 for a HOT DOG?
ah,clem: "if you push something hard enough, it will fall over" end quote.
Dexter Fong: Ken: Well your unemployed so of course
Mudhead: There the onez with $40 hamburgs right?
Bambi: yeah, not even a kosher one
Merlyn: I won't pay a lot for that muffler
Dexter Fong: Yes Mud
Elayne: Dex, Robin wants to know if the $19 includes the bun.
Purulent: Bergman is coming slowly............ to a town near you...........the picture
Dexter Fong: Kobe Beef Hamburger though =\
Ken: lol, e! better have lots of gourmet mustard too
llanwydd: you can get them for 79 cents at Stewart's!
L'Yamamoto Volante: in NYC, that's prolly extra
mrmuckle: I want an elephant ear on a bun
Dexter Fong: E: Bun and a variety of toppings including Kobe Beef chili
L'Yamamoto Volante: Doesn't fit
Ken: i want okapi nose on a biscuit
C. Simril: part of the shocked and awe tour?
Bambi: Stewart's! Yeah ... great root beer!
Dexter Fong: Bam: Yes Stewarts Root beer is excellent
Bambi: haven't had a Stewart's Draft in years!
L'Yamamoto Volante: Well, dex, it's a bargain at half the price
llanwydd: 2 for a dollar fifty!
L'Yamamoto Volante: Albatross!'
Ken: ugh. that draft word again. i still remember 1972 :(
Dexter Fong: 2 what Ilan?
mrmuckle: a draft in Stewart's ears??
Purulent: John Stewart doing that now?
Merlyn: how about the "oct and scrod" seafood special?
Ken: hold the scrod, please
Bambi: hmmmm....it's drifting again ;)
llanwydd: If I had $19 I'd buy "All Things Firesign"
Elayne: Well, Jon Stewart's not taping the Daily Show this week, he has to be doing something.
Dexter Fong: How about the "sniff and scratch" special?
Ken: pur: i think it was rod stewart
L'Yamamoto Volante: I like scrod
Purulent: Bottom feeders for the bottom feeders.....
L'Yamamoto Volante: Scrod Stewart?
Ken: yam: do you shave yours?
mrmuckle: speeching of which, I'm outa here for to cook some shellfish. Be back later........
C. Simril: by mrmuckle
Ken: ok, muckle, we'll be here or somewhere else....
||||||||| mrmuckle departs at 9:46 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bambi: see ya mrmurkle
Dexter Fong: Watch out the for PJ Proby display MM
L'Yamamoto Volante: My what?
Bambi: too slow again!
llanwydd: cook some for me!
Dexter Fong: hmmm....
Purulent: the ole shellfish game ,huh?
llanwydd: have to get the mayor to clean that up
Mudhead: Hey Merlyn, you lookin for t-shirt slogans?
Dexter Fong: Ilan LOL
Bambi: hmmm...looks more like he's gonna have Toad!
Purulent: guess what's inside the fish...mercury..?
L'Yamamoto Volante passes ou moiste towelettes
C. Simril: toad away, in orange sauce
Dexter Fong: Ou, moist towelettes
Bambi :)
Ken: i have a friend who actually collects moist towellette packs
L'Yamamoto Volante: I'm gonna buy me a mercury and cruise it up and down the road
L'Yamamoto Volante: Ken: why not?
Dexter Fong: Son, you better stop drivin' that hot-rod Lincoln
L'Yamamoto Volante: Somebiody has to
C. Simril: the lincoln logs?
llanwydd: it's a hot planet
Ken: telephone poles looked like a picket fence....
Bambi: yeah, everybody knows the Nash Rambler was THE car ;)
Dexter Fong: Ken: That's the one
L'Yamamoto Volante: I have to see if I can find that
Ken: lol, bambi!
C. Simril: is nash still rambling?
Mudhead: ah fold down seats..
L'Yamamoto Volante: You save a great deal f $$ on hotel rooms w/that car
Bambi: don't think so ... think they outlawed 'em ;)
Bambi: LOL
Ken: yam: i might have that one. i KNOW i have commander cody doing "down to seeds and stems again (blues)"
llanwydd: graham still rambles with crosby
Dexter Fong: Crosby Stills and Rambler
Ken: ramblin' jack elliot
L'Yamamoto Volante: Crosby stills nash rambler
C. Simril: Young and Olds
Elayne: Isn't it Commando Cody? Or is that something else?
Ken: e: yes, he did a version of it, but it was old when he did it in the early 70s
L'Yamamoto Volante actually don't listen to that vintage of music
C. Simril: the lost planet airmen?
Ken: c.c. also did "lost in the ozone again". one of my favorites
C. Simril: weren't they on mark time?
Ken: yep, cat, you have it
Mudhead: which zone?
L'Yamamoto Volante: It's not catching I hope
Ken: not sure about mark time, but the airmen were his side band
llanwydd: don't know Cody all that well
L'Yamamoto Volante: Yes
Ken: i never knew him myself either. but liked his music
L'Yamamoto Volante: Lost Planet Airmen
Bambi: who was the band on the video the blowup government man played for mark?
C. Simril: the lost planet airmen are people i would expect to encounter on a mark time episode
llanwydd: I love the band music on that one!
Bambi: yep
C. Simril: house of fire
C. Simril: nelly and somebody
L'Yamamoto Volante: dig that crazy gas music
Ken: speaking of gas music, i saw a guy on tv that burps AND farts tunes
Purulent: a real TT...
llanwydd: little loud though
Dexter Fong: Don't forget the talking shellfish
L'Yamamoto Volante: ken: ecch
C. Simril: jim?
Elayne: Ken, didn't he just win American Idol?
L'Yamamoto Volante: The Sinfonia Eructa, eh?
Mudhead: I can roll one
Bambi: are we talking about "Wet Dreams" on Dr. Demento?
Ken: e: never watched it myself
Dexter Fong: Ken: Even Bobby McFerrin can't do that .........yet
Bambi: (talking shellfish)
Ken: fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads....
L'Yamamoto Volante: What the hell is "American Idol" anyway?
Purulent: or the yellow belly squirtfish...
ah,clem: eat 'em up um
Dexter Fong: Bambi: David Ossman ad lib on wierdly cool, location recording
ah,clem: yum
C. Simril: fish have heads? i didnt know they did drugs
Bambi: that was a different one ken ... was talking about the pun song done by marlin ;)
Ken: yam: a large statue, resembles baal and moloch
Elayne: Yama, you don't really need to know, trust me.
L'Yamamoto Volante: I'll take yr word for it
Bambi: ah, ok ... thanks dex
Ken: he requires sacrifices of democrats and communists
L'Yamamoto Volante: I see and hear of it all the time
L'Yamamoto Volante: And I generally avoid media
Ken: so YOU'RE the one!
L'Yamamoto Volante: oops
llanwydd: do avoid medea
Merlyn: all the papers say to avoid the media
Ken: if you look at her, you get stoned
Ken: no, that's medusa. wrong demi-moore-goddess
llanwydd: that's medusa
L'Yamamoto Volante: I read the paper now and again
Dexter Fong: Snake Head = Smuggles Chinese illegal immigrants
Bambi: ah, yes old snake head herself ... medusa
L'Yamamoto Volante: Get NPR news on the Classical station
Ken: dex: snake head is also name of that fish that invaded ponds from china last year
L'Yamamoto Volante: Yeah
L'Yamamoto Volante: nasty lil suckers, they are
llanwydd: I get classical on the NPR station
Bambi: leeches?
llanwydd: yes classical leeches
Ken: leeches? when did we switch to talking about republicans?
Bambi: LOL
Elayne: Snake head, snake head, roly poly snake head...
Purulent: Things that go splash in tartar sauce..?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bambi: eat 'em up ... yummmm
C. Simril: medea? euripides, i rip a dat
Ken: hey, catherwood is one minute slow now instead of 23 minutes fast
Bambi: LOL ... it's all relative ken ;)
Ken: why doesn't the server guy enable time services? (see, i AM learning about linux!)
llanwydd: by my clock he's right on time
Bambi: time servers are also known by crackers
Bambi: never turn on services you don't absolutely need
C. Simril: linux, put down that blanket. shultz is dead now
Ken: bambi: dont' mention relatives. i have a cousin or two i'd gladly trade away
Dexter Fong: Linux? Lucy's little brother?
Bambi: another thing to remember about any OS
llanwydd: don't know linux atoll
Ken: yeah, bambi, i installed everything. poked around last night, found i had apache web server running full blast
C. Simril: i discovered a popular singer in 19th century SF was named charley shultz
Bambi: yeah, gotta keep a leash on those services ken LOL
Dexter Fong: Cat: How popular was he?
Bambi: or you won't have a computer for long
llanwydd: 19th century? did he sing ragtime?
C. Simril: he's mentioned in The Barbary Coast, an online book i'm reading about SF
C. Simril: he sang in casinos
Dexter Fong: The Wayne Newton of his time
Ken: bambi: i logged in as root other night, forgot i was there, tried signing on to irc and it popped up window with this warning:
C. Simril: and will be alluded to in my new play
Ken: "you're an idiot to go on irc as root. sign out and come back as user"
ah,clem: Ken:do netstat -a | more to see all nework sockets. Disable what you do not need.
Bambi: yeah, IRC and root do not mix
||||||||| "10:05 PM? 10:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "nurse judy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as nurse judy enters and sits on the couch.
Bambi: must be normal user or they will boot you .... no if ands or buts
Dexter Fong: Root hog or die!!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts L'Yamamoto volante in through the front door at 10:05 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
C. Simril: hi nurse
Dexter Fong: NJ!
llanwydd: hi judy
L'Yamamoto volante: God
ah,clem: hi NJ
Purulent: HEy nurse J
Bambi: wow....they were nicer than some servers ken
Bambi: hi nj
Mudhead: Hi NJ
L'Yamamoto volante: My server is jüted
nurse judy: hi di ho chaterinos, Austin made his non appearance yet?
C. Simril: if i find myself in an internet cafe this time next week in SF, how do i get to this chat? just go to www.firesigntheatre.com/
Ken: clem: more than one screen full on terminal window :(
Elayne: Goodness, does that mean we actually have three female types in here now, or are y'all just female pseudonyms?
Ken: hey judy
C. Simril: i think he's waiting for me to leave town, nurse. it's always worked before
nurse judy: and wear flowers in your hair?
ah,clem: that is why I sad to pipe to more
Bambi: www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/
Bambi: that's how I got here ;)
ah,clem: top part is net service.
L'Yamamoto volante: Town's not big enough for the both of you
Mudhead: no pipe, only papers
Ken: i wish i could pipe more, but alas, the baggie is empty :(
Dexter Fong: Pipe me aboard Commander Cody
Mudhead: I'm behind the bar
nurse judy: our town is your town
Ken: i will leave that terminal window open, work on it after i'm done here
llanwydd: how bout a game of 10 card tarot?
L'Yamamoto volante: Those pipes are making strange music, Pan
Dexter Fong: Mud: YOu're a jailbird?
Ken: zamfir: revenge of the pipes
C. Simril: a veritable pandemonium
Merlyn: one bar is a pretty lousy prison
nurse judy: I lost my planet airmen years ago
C. Simril: ive got a get out of jail free card
L'Yamamoto volante: budget cuts
Dexter Fong: Opening Pandora's Box, Houston
Ken: cat: a joke list i'm on sells "get out of hell free" cards
nurse judy: life is a jail
C. Simril: good one, ken
Ken: i was born a baptist, so i'm going to hell anyway since i quit going to church years ago
L'Yamamoto volante: If I'm Buddist is there a hell?
C. Simril: i thought indulgences have been out of style since the reformation
Merlyn: buy get out of hell free cards at http://www.goohf.com/
Dexter Fong: Ken: Don't go...SARS eppedemic there
Ken: i'd like to reform, but i can't
L'Yamamoto volante: All my friends will be in hell
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| L'Yamamoto Volante - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Ken: yes, yam, that's why i'm looking forward to dying :)
nurse judy: i'm secular humanist with a turned around collar
Bambi: dengue fever?
Bambi: what the heck is that?
L'Yamamoto volante: Ick, what a way for me to go
C. Simril: the yah yahs?
nurse judy: don't hold your breadth
Ken: judy: actually i AM a minister. i paid $5 for the card back in 70s, now you can do it free on line
Dexter Fong: I'm a turned on secularist with a humanist collar
L'Yamamoto volante: It's a exotic tropical disease]
Ken: dex: does your collar have god tags on it?
Bambi: The Church of Ken ... has a ring to it LOL
nurse judy: turn in your uniform
Elayne: Godden tag?
L'Yamamoto volante: A hemorrragic fever
Bambi: thanks yammy
Dexter Fong: K: No, but it does have shoplifter protection tags
L'Yamamoto volante: No prolblem
L'Yamamoto volante: o cheery
Ken: bambi: actually the universal life church. do googl for it, i'm sure you can find it easily. fill out form, they put your certificate on the screen, just do screen capture and print it out
nurse judy: there's a tern in my uniform, get some salt, i have his tail
Bambi: yeah
L'Yamamoto volante: bah
L'Yamamoto volante: This poor old dell can just barely keep up w/this
nurse judy: grid willing
Dexter Fong: The farmer's in that Dell?
Bambi: that's funny ken
nurse judy: gabe dell is dead too
L'Yamamoto volante: I'm gonna sack out. Have to be up early
Ken: dude, you're gettin a dell!
llanwydd: you think a dell is bad. I've got webtv
L'Yamamoto volante: later all
C. Simril: off you sack
Bambi: night yammy
nurse judy: over the hill dell
L'Yamamoto volante: llan
Ken: http://ulc.org/
Dexter Fong: Del Cannon = God speaks of PCs
ah,clem: need a get out of dell free card for that.
L'Yamamoto volante: nite all
Ken: g'nite, yammy
Dexter Fong: OI MY
||||||||| L'Yamamoto volante departs at 10:14 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
nurse judy: sweet potato go
Purulent: Yud Yye Yam..
Elayne: Isn't DO a Universal Life Church minister?
C. Simril: i think he is, el
Bambi: become an ordained minister in 3 minutes LOL!
Merlyn: and it's recognized by the US gov't
nurse judy: the great Oss has bespoken?
Ken: could be, elayne, i never met him at any of the conventions. (well, maybe because i never went to one)
llanwydd: no he's church of science fiction
Dexter Fong: Become an ornate minister in 1 hour: Ministerial makeovers
ah,clem: LOL Dex
Ken: lol, dex! tammy faye founded that one
Purulent: The Church of the Accention and other light gasesss
Merlyn: yes, DO is a minister from here, and he married Proctor (to Melinda)
Dexter Fong: Tammy Faye: Blinded by the Mascara
Elayne: I'm a Pope or something in the Church of the SubGenius. Got my card around somewhere, from like 20 years ago...
Ken: i married a couple once, but in my capacity as a notary public. they thought it would be more legal than my ulc card
Bambi: LOL
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:16 PM and Freq Man steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
nurse judy: the pope smokes dope
Freq Man: let the bells ring out and the banners fly... I'm here
Dexter Fong: Hi Freq
Purulent: Hey Texas Freq
C. Simril: hi freq
Bambi: well, I am still a notary public ... didn't know I could legally marry anyone!
Ken: frontline on pbs has hezbollah. their marching song was "theme from monty python"! no shit, i'm telling the truth
Bambi: must have missed that in the Virginia Manual :)
nurse judy: holy freqin out
Ken: hi freq (freq out!)
doctec: hey freq
Freq Man: Why's doctec in parenthesis... is he feeling ok?
doctec: it's been a while
Ken: bambi: not sure of your state laws. i was in florida, legal there
llanwydd: notary publics can't get married?!
Bambi: wb doc
Dexter Fong: Ken: The Colonel Bogey March?
Elayne: I'm a notary public. I can't perform marriages.
Ken: dex: col. bogey is that song?
Bambi: so they keep telling me
nurse judy: I'd walk awhile for a camel
doctec: i've got about 15 mins before dinnah is suhved
Dexter Fong: K: Believe so
Freq Man: to quote lennon and sir Paul... it's been a long... long... long time
||||||||| "10:18 PM? 10:18 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bunnyboy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bunnyboy enters and sits on the couch.
Elayne: Hey DocTec, I have a picture of Dex to send you for the gallery.
Ken: hey bun
Dexter Fong: Hi Doc
Dexter Fong: BB!
Bunnyboy: Lo dere
Elayne: Hi Bunnyboy!
Bambi: hi bunny
nurse judy: diannah won't you blow?
Purulent: Hey Bb
doctec: cool elayne, i look fwd to getting it
C. Simril: hi doc, bunny
Ken: doc: did you get my email about my link?
doctec: hey bb
llanwydd: doc you must be far out west
llanwydd: hawaii?
Freq Man: hey... it's not who you know...
nurse judy: rabbits rabbits everywhere
Mudhead: aHey!
Elayne: Doc, if you don't get it by next week's chat, remind me.
Ken: doc IS far out, i've met him :)
doctec: no, just far out - man -
Dexter Fong: Ilan: No; he's just far out
doctec: ok e
Bunnyboy: Have annuder DOLPHIN BEER!
Bambi: mudhead ... you were fading fast ;)
C. Simril: dont mind if i do
doctec: but i don' like beer
nurse judy: what's the porpoise in that?
Ken: bunny: 100% tuna free
Mudhead: Just back from the other side..
Ken: bottle-nosed porpoise, you know
Freq Man: speaking of rabbits... I knocked my wife up again... this was not planned... January 2004 there will be another little Freq running around
C. Simril: then the river dolphin will die
Elayne: BRB, gotta get some smokables.
Bunnyboy: Anybody else got TV OR NOT TV and ROLLER MAIDENS on order?
Ken: congrats (or sympathies) to you, rich
doctec: not yet
Bunnyboy: (downcast) Then the river dolphin will die....
Dexter Fong: Freq: Try not to be so romantic and sentimental about this
Purulent: Have both already..
C. Simril: congradulations, freq
Merlyn: I got both CDs already, BB
doctec: i made cds of my vinyl copies quite a while ago
Bunnyboy: Mine's in the USPS pipe.
llanwydd: only P&B i've had is Give Us a Break
Bambi: congrats I think ;)
doctec: guess i should go out and buy the official versions now
nurse judy: a babe in the woods is worth 2 in the tush
Ken: i made vinyl out of my cd's (april fool's joke on npr, it's in the archives if you want to hear it)
Freq Man: Oh I'm happy about it... just financially we're in real bad shape... plus the radio theatre is taking all my time... I'm pleased as punch - hopefully all the things I'm worried about will sort themselves out in 8 months or so...
Elayne: Hey, I just heard from an old boyfriend who found my blog and my Amazon wish list, and apparently he's bought me some Firesigniana from it...
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Tv or not etc. is much better than Give us etc.
Ken: judy: that's supposed to be "a tongue in the tush..."
nurse judy: I've been wishing for an Amazon for years
Ken: oh wow, elayne, a sweet talker is stalking you
llanwydd: I love GUAB
nurse judy: 'cuse me my tongue is tied but true
Freq Man: Dex... at first I thought you said your boy friend found your DOG...
Bunnyboy: doc: My olde turntable from the 70's ( a late 60's JC Penney jobber) wore some fine, deep grooves into a few of my albums, including TV OR NOT TV.
Ken: tv or not... is one of THE best of any total or subgroup of firesign
nurse judy: my boy friend is my dog, man's beast frined
Dexter Fong: Ilan: That's ok, but TV is a much more structered piece is what Im saying
doctec: i pretty much felt that way for a long while too ken - but i have to say roller maidens has really grown on me since
nurse judy: TV or Not TV video, anyone seen it?
Elayne: Yeah, this guy used to be a bit dogged, and wrote lots of doggerel.
Ken: i haven't listened to rollers nearly as much as channel 85
Dexter Fong: Freq: I can't find the reference for that
llanwydd: I hope to get TV someday
C. Simril: not i, nurse
Bunnyboy: and HOW TIME FLYS, on the horizon.
Elayne: I dunno, Doc, I still think Roller Maidens is a bit too sexist for my tastes.
Ken: familiarity does NOT breed contempt in that case
doctec: tv or not tv has more laughs, and all the allusions of a cable tv future have proved to be pretty much ringh on
doctec: t on
Dexter Fong: Oh; Elayne's comment not mine
llanwydd: never heard Maidens
Freq Man: Dex... at first I thought you said your boy friend found your DOG...
Elayne: Out of all the "solo" efforts I still think How Time Flys is the best.
Dexter Fong: E: How so sexists?
doctec: e: i don't see it that way, in fact the guys are shown to be just as stupid and idiotic as they make the women out to be
Bunnyboy: GIVE ME A BREAK would be a nice digital edition, particularly... "DOOOOGGIEEEEEEESSS!"
C. Simril: me too, el
nurse judy: Austin's writing permeated with sexism
doctec: e: i don't see it that way, in fact the guys are shown to be just as stupid and idiotic as they make the women out to be
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Just Dave into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:25 PM, then departs.
Freq Man: Now I'm really confused...
Ken: hi dave
Bambi: hi jdave
Bunnyboy: nurse: What's wrong with being sexy?
Purulent: Just Hey, Dave..
Elayne: Oh Dex, I don't remember specifically, it's been at least a decade since I listened to it. It just struck me as very "no girls allowed"...
Ken: freq: welcome to the club. i stay that way
nurse judy: More Dick Jokes
C. Simril: dave
Elayne: Hey Dave!
Dexter Fong: Hey Just
llanwydd: How Time Flys is one you can listen to a million times
Bunnyboy: lo JD
Just Dave: hey guys, new handle, I'm at the radio station and just thought i'd say "hey" but I'm kinda busy
Elayne: Exactly so, llan.
doctec: how time flys is definitely the most thoughtful of the three - lots to chew on with that one
Ken: llan: that's a LOT of minutes spent with headphones
ah,clem: hi Dave
Dexter Fong: Dave: Give us a Staion Break
Elayne: You're at the radio station? But-- but how can you be in two places at once?
nurse judy: I'm too busy to reply to that
Bambi: hi Dave
Ken: great, dave, glad to hear it's working out!
Just Dave: I've got a FAQ on Springsteen that's about 20 pgs long and another on Squeeze that's 35 pgs
doctec: also great performances out of harry shearer and richard paul
Merlyn: how about your evil twin, unjust dave?
Bambi: when you're not any where at all :)
Bunnyboy: A sad note at this end: Last Saturday, we put down Barney, our 12 year old Mini Lop.
doctec: love that bit that start off the second side
Freq Man: It would take roughly 85 years to listen to "How Time Flys" a million times...
doctec: with the shine on harvest moon rinky-tinky piano track in the background
Ken: sorry to hear, bun, it's difficult at best when that happens with a pet
C. Simril: walts dead now
Just Dave: actually that's a little exagerated, but that's a shitload of paper
Elayne: Well, speaking of my dog, I mean my blog, I'd best go write something. I have no idea what, but I haven't missed a day so far this year...
nurse judy: lopped off
doctec: bb: oh, sorry to hear that
Elayne: Next week, all! Tomorrow, Dex!
Bunnyboy: Richard Paul! "Please neneNever forget that the organization IIIIIIIII represent...."
||||||||| Elayne departs at 10:27 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
doctec: amazing that it lived that long
Bambi: we went through that too bunny ... not easy
C. Simril: my condolences, bunny
ah,clem: how time flys one of my favorites. Just got a good vinyl of it from a friend.
Dexter Fong: Tommorow E
Mudhead: Bite E
C. Simril: by el
Bambi: see ya elayne
Bunnyboy: nite El
Freq Man: 85 years!!!
doctec: ask me no questions - and i'll tell ya no lies
Ken: clem: i think i have two of them. if i do, will examine and pass the worst one (sorry, i am selfish with good vinyl!) along to someone else
Dexter Fong: Tweeny!
llanwydd: cya elayne
nurse judy: CD or Not CD
Bambi: the one ah,clem received as a gift was pretty well pristine ;)
Dexter Fong: K: Thats about 1/3d of the total production
Bambi: couldn't ask for better
Freq Man: Byeeeee
ah,clem: just a blow up goverment man
C. Simril: he was just a blow up man in an overblown govt. job
Ken: i think one of them is missing the insert. (diorama?)
llanwydd: "Flys" is a mindbender!
doctec: i've got 15 mins before chicken hooters are served
Mudhead: Cya
Dexter Fong: Diarhea?
Bunnyboy: Yeah, our girl Barney was probably about 120 in rabbit years, but still possessed of a great appetite. Too bad mobility was so messed up.
Freq Man: But Gosh is he realistic... (blow-up goverment man)
Ken: chicken hooters? c-cup or d?
ah,clem: chicken have hooters?
doctec: i have the how time flys diorama - tres cool indeed
doctec: d, baby! (she says from the kitchen)
Freq Man: Oh... dear... it's the CHICKEN HOOTER... dum dum...... dum dumm...
nurse judy: hooter flies
Just Dave: the DJ i work for has worked with Proctor
Freq Man: dum dummm
Freq Man: dumm dummm
Bambi: cyl doc ;)
doctec: wait a minute, are you talking about the chicken or me? (she says from the kitchen)
Bambi: enjoy
doctec: e: i don't see it that way, in fact the guys are shown to be just as stupid and idiotic as they make the women out to be
Freq Man: dum dummm
Just Dave: and she's got stories about the rest of the other guys
Ken: dave: find out more, write an essay, post to newsgroup
Dexter Fong: Dave: What's the DJ's name?
Freq Man: dumm dumm
Ken: doc: clear your buffer
Bunnyboy: Just Dave: Trying to figure out how to respond to your private tap....aw, wait....I think I got it...
nurse judy: dum da dum dum
Freq Man: You vill tell us his name...
doctec: yeah i know - i entered that response to e many msgs back
Just Dave: Raechel Donahue
doctec: yeah i know - i entered that response to e many msgs back
llanwydd: private messages? That's impolite!!!
nurse judy: who hasn't Proctor worked with?
Bambi: oh, a lady dj ;)
Freq Man: that's implied...
Ken: llan: i agree, they should be sergeant, at least
Dexter Fong: yeah i know - i entered that response to e many msgs back
C. Simril: tom donahue's wife?
nurse judy: a thin blonde with long hair?
C. Simril: i remember her from kmet in the late 60s
Freq Man: who hasn't Proctor worked with?... Me... (runs away) ha ha ha ha aha ha haha\
Dexter Fong: A long blonde with thin hair?
llanwydd: SGT LOL!!!
nurse judy: only in your mind Freq
Freq Man: Do you mind?
Ken: dex: a thin hair with long blonde
doctec: i think my browser is hosed, brb
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:33 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs doctec by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: K: A long thin blonde hair
Freq Man: Hey... bye Doc...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:33 PM and doctec steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Just Dave: actually she is a thin blonde
llanwydd: well, flush out the hose!
doctec: ok, back
Freq Man: (he's coming back... right?)
Dexter Fong: Doc has a canadian browser?
Ken: grapes, ancient ones, even!
Merlyn: you just missed yourself
Freq Man: speak of the devil and in walks an angel...
doctec: hopefully i won't repeat myself (unintentionally) again
Dexter Fong: Halo everybody, Halo
Freq Man: pardon you...
Ken: freq: did i fart?
Freq Man: I smell a rat.
doctec: ok, how should lili prep the chicken hooters - with herbes de provence or piccata?
Ken: it's the giant rat of aceh, er, sumatra
Dexter Fong: K: That's metaphysically absurd man, how can he tell if you farted in an on line chatroom
Ken: herbes, without a doubt
doctec: (this is a serious question)
C. Simril: province is good
llanwydd: chicken curry is my suggestion
Freq Man: Oh my... I've got some Herbes de provence in my fridge that have got to be over 10 years old... GASP...
Dexter Fong: Herpes de Provenance
Ken: what's on the menu as horse ovaries? (or is that hors d'oeures?)
Purulent: pull the feathers out, first..
doctec: ok, herbes de provence it is
Dexter Fong: Then tickle me elmo
Freq Man: Take some Eccinacia for that...
Ken: pur: never misunderestimate lili!
nurse judy: a well feather chest
C. Simril: st elmo's on fire
Bambi: LOL
doctec: (already consumed the appetizer, insalata caprese)
doctec: i am such a lucky guy
Ken: at least it wasn't from those stinkin' eyetalians!
llanwydd: I've got a recipe for feathers
Freq Man: Gesuntheit...
C. Simril: true enough, doc
Dexter Fong: An insolent Caprice
Freq Man: Hmmm... do you *like* feathers?
nurse judy: I'll raise you four feathers and lay duck down
doctec: thanks, you just gave lili somethng to laugh about
Dexter Fong: They do go down easily enough
doctec: much appreciated, she can use the lift (she's still having a tough time finding a job)
C. Simril: i must be going.
Bambi: but they tickle a bit ... LOL
Purulent: Chicken lips with Chicken tits..and a side of fries...hmmmm
Freq Man: Enough of your wise quack nurse...
llanwydd: horse feathers?
C. Simril: may contact the chat next thrusday, if not, in 2 weeks.
Ken: doc: tell lili i'm learning linux. brian/klok has challenged me to a command line war....
Dexter Fong: Cat: Take care and avoid Canadian Beef
doctec: i've been going - on an on at length - for some time now
C. Simril: keep em flying
Ken: have lots of fun, cat
Freq Man: Fried chicken faces and boiled ducks feet... I'm so funny looking cause I am what I eat...
doctec: ttfn cat
Ken: and miles to go before i sleep.....
nurse judy: cat off
Freq Man: later Cat...
Dexter Fong: ...wonder where I parked my Jeep
Bambi: cyl cat
Mudhead: nite cat
Freq Man: cut out the middle man... eat grass.
Dexter Fong: Smoke it; eat it; smoke it again
Ken: freq: SMOKE it, not eat, it's in the manual, man
Dexter Fong: Mary Jane Warner Chips; the cool fuel
Freq Man: Fuzzy...
Ken: i like the way you used corn for texture. looks like a payday bar
llanwydd: brb
Ken: i know, not firesign, but still funny
Ken: poor cheech, busted.
nurse judy: bonged
Dexter Fong: Anybody seen "A Mighty Wind: yet?
ah,clem: that was Ralph
Purulent: I've heard it
Ken: nope, know of it though
doctec: yes lili and i saw it not long ago
doctec: loved it
nurse judy: dex, no but I broke one
llanwydd: just went to cough a cup of puri
Dexter Fong: Yes......... Chris Guest has a nice little group of films going doesn't he?
doctec: dex :yes he does
Bambi: haven't seen that one yet
doctec: nice little group of actors too
llanwydd: my but it's quiet in here
Bambi: is A Mighty Wind on DVD yet?
doctec: it's quiet - too quiet
Freq Man: Shhh... you'll spoil the atmosphere...
Merlyn: not nearly, it's just out
Dexter Fong: Doc: Had you heard this: The Folksmen made an appearance at a real folkie concert; nobody recognized them; nobody liked there work =))
doctec: no, should be out on dvd in about 3 months
Bambi: ah, that's what I get for not watching commercial TV ;)
llanwydd: never heard of them
doctec: dex: lili wants to know if you've heard their version of 'start me up'
doctec: (on the soundtrack cd but not in the film)
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Folksmen = Chris Guest; Harry Shearer; Michael McKean
llanwydd: folk version of "Start Me Up"? NO!!!
Dexter Fong: Doc: No not heard that but sounds really sureal =)
llanwydd: the original was bad enough
Ken: llan: grinning here from that one
Ken: billy gates liked it at one time
Dexter Fong goes afk for a quick refill
doctec: lili heard it on 'morning becomes eclectic' (kcrw net feed), she was in tears laughing, she loved it
llanwydd: sounds like a regrouping of Spinal Tap
Ken: spinal tap on prozac (and ludes)
nurse judy: spinal tap tapped
doctec: ken: lili says 'yeah, that's about right'
Purulent: Is it time to renew the chat? Insert your card,...now.
Bunnyboy: A MIGHTY WIND is mighty precious.
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| C. Simril - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Ken: shit, i forgot my p.i.n.
Bambi: the musicians got cat
Bunnyboy: "You make a dead man...Cum-Bye-AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
doctec: geez, the aromas emanating from the kitchen are heavenly
doctec: chez lili may not open until late in the evening, but it's worth the wait!!
Ken: you think the fiddlers is bad? stay away from the cellists!
Bunnyboy: Eugene Levy should have a shrine.
doctec: bb: yeah - that's the line she cracked up on. great cover version.
Bambi: LOL
Dexter Fong: BB: Levy is something special, yeah =))
Dexter Fong: In the words of Woody Tobias Jr., "Acting is more than a craft"
Ken: frontline on pbs has female sherpas climbing everest. interesting show.
Dexter Fong: Female sherpas redundent....
llanwydd: because it's there?
Dexter Fong: Female shimpas too wied
Bunnyboy: The main instrument engine I use is Gigastudio 96. Details at www.nemesysmusic.com. One catch: The SBLive (and the Audigy, for that matter) won't drive it. Hence, the neccessity of the Tascam US-428. Details at www.tascam.com.
Ken: nepalese flag is funny looking.
Dexter Fong: wierd
Bambi: at least they can get to the Internet on everest now ... albeit a bit expensive
doctec: i have been informed that dinnah is on the vuhdge or being suhved
Ken: bambi: i heard about that. no place is safe....
Dexter Fong: "Top o' the World Ma!"
Bambi: LOL
Ken: tom: go, enjoy.
doctec: so i'm gonna hafta take off now
Bambi: enjoy doc
Dexter Fong: Mange Doc
doctec: y'all continue to have a pleasant evening
Mudhead: nite doc
doctec: and we'll catch up with y'all next week
Dexter Fong: Tutti alla table
Purulent: Later, doc
llanwydd: did the maid actually say "on the vuhdge of beign suhved"?
Dexter Fong: Bon apetivo, eh?
Freq Man: I need to go too... (verily)
nurse judy: docked
Bambi: night freq
Bambi: and congrats again
Dexter Fong: Night Freq...
nurse judy: i need to go venally
Bunnyboy: Sorry everybody. The tech stuff was for Just Dave. *blush*
Freq Man: Ok... take it easy Doc!!!
doctec: thanx all - have a better one - take care - & remember to wear your orange alert decoder rings, it may save you life! (...not...)
Ken: so long, rich
Freq Man: Nighty night everyone!
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........................
Purulent: Later, Rich
Bambi: night nj
||||||||| doctec rushes off, saying "10:56 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
nurse judy: hey, I'm not leaving just pissed
Bambi: oh, OK ... LOL
llanwydd: night freq
llanwydd: night doc
Purulent: now it's morning.....
Ken: are you a urinologist?
nurse judy: good night chet
Ken: good night, john boy
Dexter Fong: A MArine Urinologist?
llanwydd: you remember huntley and brinkley? you must be as old as me
Bambi: LOL Ken
Ken: i rmember when they were only 15 minutes, before the half hour news
Bunnyboy: OK, first off, the MK-361 seems to be a USB controller, so it ports to USB. And it's a controller, so it carries no sound set of it's own.
nurse judy: can't think of a funny retort, all that glass and such
Dexter Fong: Thanks Bun
Bunnyboy: Aargh! I did it again! Gotta learn to whisper...
llanwydd: they used to sign off with Beethoven's ninth
Dexter Fong: What????!!!!!
Ken: llan: you sure of that? thought it was the 6th
nurse judy: sold beethven's 9th at auction today
Dexter Fong: It's the bottom of the 6th and all tied up
Ken: i have all of em on cd, but won't listen now tobe sure
llanwydd: No, the ninth. Definitely
Merlyn: someone at work has the terrorist threat advisory with the color codes including sesame st. characters: oscar (green) cookie monster (blue) bert (yellow) ernie (orange) and elmo (red). We're at ernie right now
nurse judy: o the humanity
llanwydd: second movement
Dexter Fong: Same as the first
Bambi: and heading for st elmo's fire
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Ken: i will take your word then. buti haven't heard them in a long time, might rip to mp3 and listen while i compute
Purulent: Bush's Big Bird....yellow
nurse judy: shake your buti
Ken: ok, i'll return in a few, off to the kitchn for some breyer's ice cream :)
Purulent: he's been sick
Bambi: k ken
Bambi: have a scoop for us
Mudhead: get me some
llanwydd: this is an ELMO ALERT!!!
Dexter Fong: Breyer's, it' s all antural
nurse judy: i used to eat breyer's until i went by their plant in Newark, NJ, not the most natural place
Bambi: milk, sugar, vanilla beans
Merlyn: I can't find it on the web, maybe it's new and could be a new trend
llanwydd: Antural? Eccchhh!
Bambi: nothing is in newark ;)
Mudhead: i gotta get a coke..brb
nurse judy: DOA ant farm
llanwydd: except the airport
Dexter Fong: Donkey Dump, Utah
Bambi: to go with the icecream mudhead?
nurse judy: i'm interested in purulent
llanwydd: I used to drive a limo to Newark airport
Dexter Fong: and fly home from there?
Bambi: van style or classic llan?
llanwydd: didn't have far to fly
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:06 PM and Mildred Puddle steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: I mean I was a limo driver
Dexter Fong: The MP is here
Bambi: hi MP
llanwydd: evenin millie
Purulent: Hey Millie
Mildred Puddle: hello dave? is there a dave in here?
Ken: hi milly
Mildred Puddle: hello everyone
Bambi: Just Dave is here ;)
Dexter Fong: MP: Yes but he's seems to be afk at the moment
llanwydd: <> stretch
Bambi: (sorta)
llanwydd: DAVE'S NOT HERE!
Just Dave: yeah, just doing some research still, sorry
Bambi: those are much more comfortable huh llan?
Mildred Puddle: so whats happening here
nurse judy: give me drink from that research still
Bambi: those vans stink ... I don't know how they get away with calling them limos
Dexter Fong: Same as what's happening out there ..just more confined
nurse judy: i retorted
Ken: bambi: this is caramel brownie flavor. quite nice. your scoop was delicious :)
llanwydd: I wouldn't know. the driver's seat is the same as a classic
nurse judy: Bambo don't you know the vans difference
Bambi: cool ken ... glad you enjoyed it
Mudhead: back from the shadows
Dexter Fong: Purulent: Have you visited here under another name?
llanwydd: Confession time. I have lurked in here under the name of malcolm x john lennon
Purulent: many names...
Bambi: I don't know .. the 'limo' vans here in VA seem an awful lot like normal 'nice' vans to me
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Freq Man - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Ilan: I *do* remember that name from some time ago
Purulent: you can call me.... and then you could call me.... but... call me...
nurse judy: it was penile pun, MORE STUPID DICK JOKES
Dexter Fong: P: I asked because you know Freq's first name
Bambi: swoosh ... sorry ... right over my head ;)
llanwydd: I've got mail. brb
Bambi: k
Purulent: Everybody know the BIG TEXAS BEAT.. low and ...
Merlyn: Ah, the current terror level: http://www.geekandproud.net/terror/
nurse judy: it speaks, like Jim boy
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Taking the terrorist temperature in these terrible times
Purulent: When Bush's shorts are in a knot... it's red??
Ken: dex: orally or rectally?
Bambi: gotta love the tabbed browsing
nurse judy: take it anually
Dexter Fong: Ken: Absolutely
Ken: bambi: i do love that. sometimes i have 15 open at a time
Bunnyboy: Hey, the SIFF (Seattle International Film Festival) starts this week.
llanwydd: b
Bunnyboy: There's a great little comic at http://www.thestranger.com/2003-05-22/ex.html
nurse judy: what's playing bun?
Dexter Fong hears the faint openeng chorus of "Toad Away: and realizes it's time to go move my car
Mildred Puddle: llanwydd who was the mail from?
Purulent: Maybe J-Men??
llanwydd: someone I know from bob's brazerko lounge
ah,clem: terror page funny Merl!
Dexter Fong: Cyall next week
Ken: j.edgar hoover-men
Ken: ah, the lounge. i get their mailings :)
Mildred Puddle: oh that must be me
llanwydd: it's weird!
Ken: 'nite, dex
nurse judy: buy dex
Mildred Puddle: bye mr. fong
Bambi: night dex
ah,clem: bye Dex
Merlyn: bye fongie
Mildred Puddle: what mailings
llanwydd: night dex
nurse judy: least you get caught speeding
Ken: yahoo email list bobsbrazerkolounge
llanwydd: so do i
nurse judy: it's weird
Ken: want the real address? i'll go find if you want it
Mildred Puddle: I know but not much happens there anymore
llanwydd: sometimes I send their mailings
nurse judy: you think much is happening here?
Ken: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bobsbrazerkolounge/
Mildred Puddle: if it is it's happening now
llanwydd: I think this place in hoppin
Ken: judy: not here. unless you count the cat about to have kittens. (39 from her size)
Mildred Puddle: I know the address mr. ken I created brazerkos
nurse judy: PA rescue us
Ken: ah, mildred, i've been on the list since it was a club, i think
Ken: are you the flounder?
Mildred Puddle: a die hard fan ... I put so much work into those early days
Mildred Puddle: yes
llanwydd: PA might be lurking. If he is he'd be turned away by all the chaos
nurse judy: those flat things with eyes
Ken: die hard. i thought you smelled like sears....
Mildred Puddle: no you were the die hard fan
Mildred Puddle: I am the dummy
nurse judy: sears smells like everthing
Bambi: flounder ... great tasting (non-fishy) fish ;)
Ken: oh. i see (with my glasses from sears optometry shop)
Bunnyboy: A die-hard with a little salt.
nurse judy: no I'm the dummy
Mildred Puddle: please don't eat me
Bunnyboy: A salt and battery! Nyok!
nurse judy: Bruce willis
Ken: i'll eat you raw ;)
Mildred Puddle: I just learned to talk
llanwydd: a salt n battery?
Merlyn: I'll open a shelter for battered fish fillets
nurse judy: spreak english troop
Bunnyboy: Anybody remember Justin Henry, the kid from KRAMER VS KRAMER?
Ken: salt n peppa
Mildred Puddle: I had a question for everyone
Ken: bun: no, but you will tell us, won't you?
llanwydd: I saw it
Ken: speak up, mildred, i can't hear you
Purulent: why does the p... bird?
Mudhead: yes?
Bunnyboy: Justin Henry is playing Howard Kaylan, in a little movie called MY DINNER WITH JIMI.
Mildred Puddle: would anybody body care to see a book based on my life experience around the theme of the firesign
Bambi: because the concrete city covered all the trees
Bambi: LOL
llanwydd: I know this one
Ken: free electronic book or real paper book?
nurse judy: not really, who are you really
Mildred Puddle: it all depends woudl anybody pay for it
Ken: judy: everyone knew her as betty jo bielowski
nurse judy: they can't even sell their own stuff
Ken: ms. puddle: unemployed here, probably not.
nurse judy: talk is cheap
Mildred Puddle: hey me too!
llanwydd: must be a long tome
Bambi: aren't we all ? LOL
Ken: it's been a long tome comin'......
Mildred Puddle: well I spent three or four years putting it together
nurse judy: yeah, that's why we're here
Mildred Puddle: free it'll be
Bambi: with such a great economy and all ;)
Ken: post a link, or ask for email addresses, you've made a sale to me :) i'll read damned near anything that's in english
nurse judy: i spent 52 years putting my life together and it ain't worth a dime
Bambi: LOL ... sold for free
Ken: except gothic romance novels.....
llanwydd: is it in english millie?
nurse judy: I'll raise you a penny
Mildred Puddle: well I'll llanwydd and he'll tell you... I haven't touched it in years I didn't know how it would take
Mildred Puddle: yes english it;s my first and second language
Bambi: I'll see your penny and raise you a six pense
Bambi: pence
Ken: i hope to hell it's not in klingon...i'm pretty rusty in that since the intergalactic war ended
nurse judy: comon mille, spill the beans
ah,clem: I'll raise another penny, and that's my 2 cents.
Bambi: LOL!
nurse judy: or vogon poetry
Mildred Puddle: I haven't got any beans
Ken: a ha' penny for your thoughts
Bambi: ok, dos centavos
llanwydd: I think I've read part of it. Very interesting from what I remember
nurse judy: i never could spell fer shit, see?
Ken: no, bambi, dos equus
Bambi: might have a few canadian coins hanging around
Mildred Puddle: fer shit... no I think thats how its spelled
nurse judy: two horses or beer
Mildred Puddle: gimme the beer
Ken: run it through microsoft word spell checker. that will guarantee parts will be wrong
Ken: judy: cerveza, por favor
Bambi: dos equus?
Mildred Puddle: will do
Ken: bambi: mexican beer, pretty good stuff
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: I'll send you the beer on a bier
Ken: especially in mexico!
nurse judy: horse mane fat
Bambi: had to ask ... I'm the curious type
Mildred Puddle: I wish I could die of plague
Ken: judy: i saw that on tv. strange preferences some people have
Bambi: ah,clem died of plague his first night out ... he felt honored
nurse judy: Millie, what's it all about
nurse judy: iron chef
Ken: millie: don't "exit" when you leave, the reaper will get you. but then you have to read the log to see why you died
Mildred Puddle: i thinks its about this long
llanwydd: read artaud. The plague cures you
nurse judy: that's only 5 words
Mildred Puddle: I isn't word its an organ
llanwydd: and that wide
Purulent: I'm going to pop a pimple and become purulentless...nite ALL!
nurse judy: a bubo bozo
Ken: this week: 6 words for a dollar, limit one
||||||||| Purulent leaves to catch the 11:32 PM train to Hellmouth.
Bambi: night purulent
Mildred Puddle: I'll take one
llanwydd: night puru
Mildred Puddle: wait if its 6 words and I only get one???
nurse judy: purient not interested
Bambi: was that limit on one word or on one set of 6?
Ken: bambi: the only come in sets of 6. doesn't everyone know that???
Ken: they
Bambi: must be clear on these things ;)
Bambi: just checking
nurse judy: MP saving yourself for book tv?
Ken: we'll ask ari fleischer about it at the next news conference
Bambi: some folks view it differently LOL
Just Dave: I am so fucking annoyed at callers at this station, there are some psycho SOB's here calling in, it's actually almost scary, I don't answer the phones but I get the stories and um...it's weird/scary sometimes
ah,clem: I am going upstairs now, or soon.... see you next time. :)
nurse judy: play misty for me
Mildred Puddle: just dave:where do you work?
Bambi: sorry to hear that Dave
Ken: dave: you're safe behind the soundproof glass, right?
nurse judy: by ah
llanwydd: night clem
Bambi: night ah,clem ... see ya soon ;)
Mildred Puddle: Nurse judy: what do you want to know?
Ken: g'nite, clem-jim
Mudhead: nite clem
Just Dave: 99.5 the mountain in Denver
llanwydd: I had a problem like that when I was a DJ
Mildred Puddle: night clem clem
ah,clem: night all
nurse judy: MP about the non book
Bambi: remind me not to listen to that station Dave ;)
Ken: dave: i had a girl call me all the time and simulate masturbation sounds.
Mildred Puddle: well its like say for exsample how I found the Pyst cd-rom
Bunnyboy: I'm a shufflin' hobo. Out de doh.
Mildred Puddle: tid bits like that...also some dreams I have had
Bunnyboy: Niteums.
Bambi: night bunny
llanwydd: nite bunny
Mildred Puddle: cya bye bunny
Bunnyboy: (sings) Attila was a-sittin' on his hairy throne...
nurse judy: how did you get pyst
Mudhead: give that hobo the bums rush
Merlyn: nite bb
Bunnyboy: I'm the HUN! I'm number ONE!
Just Dave: um, I gotta do some shit so I'll either brb or not be back, depending, so see ya, thanks Bun for all that shit
Mildred Puddle: you'll have to read it I can't type the whole thing here
Bambi: night Dave
Ken: later, dave
llanwydd: get pyst! that's great
Mildred Puddle: dave later
Ken: i think it's time for me too. will return at a later date. over and out.
Mildred Puddle: oh I missed that
nurse judy: MP, do i have to read it? sounds uninteresting
Bambi: me too ;)
||||||||| Bunnyboy says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bunnyboy exits at 11:38 PM.
Bambi: night ken
||||||||| "11:38 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Ken, who then runs out through the Freedom doors and down through the garden.
Bambi: hope to see ya tomorrow
Just Dave: "hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way" Pink Floyd
Mildred Puddle: no you don't have to a damn thing if you don't want too
||||||||| Just Dave runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Just Dave?! It's 11:38 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Bambi: nytol ;)
nurse judy: bye leavers
||||||||| Around 11:39 PM, Bambi walks off into the sunset...
llanwydd: no it reads itself. self-reading
llanwydd: night dave. night bambi
nurse judy: MP did you actually work with FT or just a fan's reflection
Merlyn: just noticed the clock is right
Mildred Puddle: fan reflection although I did get a blow off letter from PP
llanwydd: yeah Catherwood'
llanwydd: Catherwood's got it right for a change
nurse judy: MP: what did PP do do?
llanwydd: I would never think that of phil
llanwydd: he was very friendly to me when I met him
nurse judy: PP most fan friendly of FT
Mildred Puddle: I just wrote him a friendly little letter about something I read he was into and he basically said I am too busy right now
nurse judy: a nice blow off?
Mildred Puddle: I never heard back ...oh and I annoyed DO for many months back in 1996
Merlyn: PP is really busy all the time, he can't do everything
llanwydd: was DO friendly?
nurse judy: well you've annoyed me for several seconds
Mildred Puddle: yeah very... even when I inadvertently sent him a bad check he was all understanding
Mildred Puddle: NJ you certainly are sour aren't you
nurse judy: just doing my job
Mildred Puddle: well you're fired
nurse judy: thanks, I'm freeeeeeee!
Mildred Puddle: just kidding come sit on my lap
llanwydd: he wrote me a nice little note with something I ordered from Young Tom Edison Club
llanwydd: you all probably don't remember YTEC
Mildred Puddle: he is nice I must write to him again
Merlyn: heard of it
Mildred Puddle: I do do the second time around
nurse judy: give me a light and I'll follow it anywhere
Mildred Puddle: will a flashing do?
llanwydd: I bought a copy of the original script of Anythinge You Want to from YTEC
nurse judy: stop you're hurting me
Mildred Puddle: I have heard DO have piles and piles of FT memorbilia
llanwydd: I still have it
Mildred Puddle: I do too thanks llanwydd
nurse judy: DO can't sell that either
llanwydd: ah, yes! you're welcome
nurse judy: a pink card
Mildred Puddle: I once inquire if I could DO for a $1000 but I couldn't ensure delievery
Mildred Puddle: sell
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
nurse judy: wasn't DO gonna offer up some of it for auction?
Mildred Puddle: haven't heard that but I wish he put a book togehter
llanwydd: auction? good idea
nurse judy: $1000 for ensure, I didn't know he was on the stuff, yet
Mildred Puddle: it's really good stuff
Merlyn: I should go work on website stuff
Mudhead: We take drugs pretty seriously in my family
nurse judy: DO has written several books
llanwydd: I could think of better things to buy for $1000
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "11:52 PM and late as usual, it's eddy feelherup, just back from Billville."
Merlyn: bye all
Merlyn: may be back later
||||||||| "Hey Merlyn!" ... Merlyn turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:53 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| eddy feelherup rushes off, saying "11:53 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
llanwydd: night merl
Mudhead: nite merlyn
Mildred Puddle: night merlyn
nurse judy: eddie feel this
nurse judy: night Merl
Mildred Puddle: hey does anyone know why benway shut down his ft site?
llanwydd: didn't know it was down. I liked that site
nurse judy: MP: lack of interest?
Mudhead: whats a benway?
nurse judy: he runs Planet Proc
Mildred Puddle: he was one of the guys helping with the FT official site
llanwydd: It's a freeway that curves
Mudhead: about 60 keys?
nurse judy: MP don't think so
Mildred Puddle: oh maybe not
llanwydd: 60 KEYS!!! LOL
nurse judy: FT.com is merl and doc
Mildred Puddle: I didn't get...no wise cracks either NJ
nurse judy: or doc and merle not watson
||||||||| Eunice Portence enters at 11:56 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Mildred Puddle: greet'ns Eunice
Mudhead: A ben ways about 180 lbs.
llanwydd: evenin Eu
Eunice Portence: hi y'all
nurse judy: sister of unim portence
Mudhead: sux to hafta splain it
Eunice Portence: close, but no cigar
llanwydd: unim! great!
nurse judy: that's their cousin
Eunice Portence: their American cousin!
Mildred Puddle: then who's im potence?
nurse judy: no that's joseph Jefferson
Mudhead: Doc sez I'm gonna look impotent too
nurse judy: he egyptshine
llanwydd: this doth portend deep trenchery
Mildred Puddle: hahahaha
Eunice Portence: But besides that, Mrs Lincoln, how'd you like the play???
Mudhead: stop running in the trenches
llanwydd: it dragged in the middle
||||||||| 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..
Eunice Portence: and stop using your fingers and eat with your entrenching tool........
Mildred Puddle: and use your untensils
nurse judy: have some uncola
llanwydd: use your entrails?
Mildred Puddle: but don't stray
Eunice Portence: happy entrails to you
nurse judy: i see trails
Mudhead: good stuff eh nj?
Mildred Puddle: thats trippy
llanwydd: I see what that entrails
nurse judy: beats the heck out of reading entrails, i said sybally
Mildred Puddle: BEANS!!!!
Eunice Portence: no PA 2nite?
nurse judy: PA's making his non appearance right now
llanwydd: I think we scared him off
Mudhead: He's no fun
Eunice Portence: yes, I just saw him peek from the corner of my monitor
Mildred Puddle: nah he's sleeping on my couch all that funny business you know
llanwydd: he fell right over
nurse judy: yeah, his Roller Miadens CD just came out and he has nothing to say
Mildred Puddle: what could he say but "Please Buy It!"
Eunice Portence: but you must admit he says it well
nurse judy: coouldn't say it any better myself
Mildred Puddle: how do we know hes not one of us...there are eyes everywhere
nurse judy: i want the pitch
Eunice Portence: you don't want to count the elevator boy?
Mildred Puddle: wait I AM the elevator boy!!
Mudhead: How come there are three eyes?
Eunice Portence: I thot you were the teapot
nurse judy: nick danger 3rd eye
llanwydd: Child labor in Eastern Europe. What a crime!
Mildred Puddle: nicky!!!
Mudhead: Third eyes holds up the hat
Mildred Puddle: is he making love to it??
nurse judy: or in it?
Mudhead: Dr Winqedink doesnt wear his hat though he holds it a lot
Mildred Puddle: I would too if I were him
Eunice Portence: yeah, hold it over there
Mildred Puddle: no hold it over here
Mudhead: Hear Hear!
llanwydd: where where
Eunice Portence: there there
Mildred Puddle: STOP!
Mudhead: Im here
Mudhead: Your there
Eunice Portence: well ,we all passed the test
Mudhead: So there
||||||||| Catherwood enters with klokwkdog close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 12:13 AM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
klokwkdog: whew - back
Mildred Puddle: mine was yellow
nurse judy: is that what i passed?
llanwydd: hello again klok
Mudhead: You can clean that up
klokwkdog: yeah, briefly
llanwydd: PA never came unless he's one of us
Mildred Puddle: is that what lives in a briefcase?
klokwkdog: or we're one of him
Eunice Portence: ---BRIEFLY - a short story about underware on the run
llanwydd: or you're one of us I think
nurse judy: gubba gabba one of us one of us
klokwkdog: we waited years for the Electrician; we can wait until the spirit moves PA 2 revisit
Mildred Puddle: maybe
Eunice Portence: I can tell by the spot on your tie
Mildred Puddle: that your an Iranian and so am i
klokwkdog: more weasels. i say the only good stoat is...
||||||||| 12:17 AM: Phil Austine jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
klokwkdog: hmm, perhaps that's it -- they didn't understand what a weasel is
Eunice Portence: Phil Austere is here...
llanwydd: Yeah, right!
nurse judy: it's about time, he just can't spell
Phil Austine: no it's only me
llanwydd: St Augustine is here
Eunice Portence: He's forgotten his name
Mildred Puddle: wow he is here
nurse judy: but it's only may
Mildred Puddle: maine?
Phil Austine: gee whiz fellas
llanwydd: Welcome Phil
Eunice Portence: but its a very nice bag of shit, Mrs. Presski
nurse judy: a declension of
Phil Austine: Hiyah gang!
Mildred Puddle: hi phil?
llanwydd: We met once at Town Hall in New York City. 1981
klokwkdog: gang of (counting) 6 is kind of in longtooth by now
Phil Austine: I remember you now... you stole my hotel towel!
klokwkdog: at least on right coast (us right enders never steel trowels)
llanwydd: Remember the guy who walked up to you and asked "Where's Catherwood"? What a gaff!
||||||||| Around 12:21 AM, Phil Austine walks off into the sunset...
Eunice Portence: and spilled those seeds all over the hiway in Mystic, Connecticut
nurse judy: good riddence
Mildred Puddle: damn that was quick
llanwydd: I wonder if it was really him
Mudhead: I dont think he's real
Eunice Portence: yes. It definitely was. I recognized his type
klokwkdog: actually, the big attraction is the microwave alarm or door opener at the Mystic Seaquarium: beams right out onto I-95, so all the traffic's radar detectors go mad
nurse judy: what is real?
Mildred Puddle: me neither he wasn't as whitty as I thought Phil would have been
klokwkdog: he simril
nurse judy: no sexism either
Eunice Portence: lirmis, eh?
Mildred Puddle: lemmings ?
llanwydd: Oh, come on Judy! He's a comedian. He doesn't mean it
klokwkdog: what you don't mean won't hurt you
nurse judy: hye, I love him anyway
klokwkdog: kwd must go recharge...
Mildred Puddle: later
nurse judy: i'm at the end of my chain
klokwkdog: definitely!
klokwkdog: well judy, you know what HTML coders say about that: "You can always add more links" har, har, har
llanwydd: night klok
nurse judy: not if they're missing
Mildred Puddle: night dog
Eunice Portence: I have to go walk my pet clam. Goodnite, all
Mudhead: gnite kwd
Mildred Puddle: bye
||||||||| At 12:27 AM, Eunice Portence vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkdog: oh, then you regenerate your ipchains (although the cogniscenti seem to be sitting at iptables now...) bye all
||||||||| "Hey klokwkdog!" ... klokwkdog turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:27 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
llanwydd: nite those who leave
nurse judy: i have to milk my elk, so long fellers
Mudhead: nite nj
Mildred Puddle: bye nurse judy
llanwydd: good night nurse
Mudhead: its a bout this long
Mudhead: and its about this wide
Mildred Puddle: how wide?
||||||||| nurse judy rushes off, saying "12:29 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Mudhead: and its about this country we're singin about
Mildred Puddle: I better go before my sister comes looking for me
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 12:29 AM, dragging ellen puddle by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Mildred Puddle: damn
ellen puddle: there you are
Mudhead: caught you
llanwydd: see you at the Lounge mildred
Mildred Puddle: I was just leaving
ellen puddle: I am waiting down stairs for you and boy are you going to get it
Mildred Puddle: ok llanwydd
Mildred Puddle: take care
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "12:31 AM and late as usual, it's Piddle Puddle, just back from Billville."
Mudhead: Can I get some too?
llanwydd: how did he do that?
Mildred Puddle: piddle is that you?
ellen puddle: mlidred you bad boy
Piddle Puddle: Hi. It's Grandma Piddle here to say - grab a root an' DIG!
Mudhead: Not the Pussle twins
Mildred Puddle: don't you have to dig first to get the root?
Mudhead: P
||||||||| ellen puddle runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ellen puddle?! It's 12:33 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Mudhead: uddle
Mudhead: Its late Im garrbling
Mildred Puddle: with mouth wash I hope
Piddle Puddle: month wish? What'd you say?
Mudhead: Then its off, nite dear frioends
Mildred Puddle: fish of the month
llanwydd: nite mud
Mildred Puddle: good night mud head say hi to betty wong
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:35 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mudhead by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Piddle Puddle: and Betty Wite
Mildred Puddle: betty friedan
||||||||| Piddle Puddle departs at 12:36 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Mildred Puddle: well its just dave
llanwydd: This leaves just me in a couple of puddles
Mildred Puddle: you were piddle?
llanwydd: Justynn, that was absolutely classic. I congratulate you
Mildred Puddle: what was?
llanwydd: You mean you weren't Piddle??!!!
llanwydd: Then who was???
Mildred Puddle: I was ellen
Mildred Puddle: and phil hehehehe
llanwydd: This is incredible. I bet Phil Austin was the other puddle
llanwydd: You were Phil HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
Mildred Puddle: nah he couldn't of own before hand...it was who ever left last
Mildred Puddle: thats why i put the e on the end to show I wasn't him
llanwydd: I gotta be goin. I'll sort this out tomorrow. You were great!!! See you back at the Lounge
Mildred Puddle: take care and thanks for the invite
||||||||| "Hey Mildred Puddle!" ... Mildred Puddle turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:44 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 12:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 1:28 AM: tweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| It's 1:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| tweeny - 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 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please log off for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
C. Simril
Dexter Fong
ellen puddle
Eunice Portence
Freq Man
Jack O. Phartz
Just Dave
L'Yamamoto Volant
L'Yamamoto Volante
Mildred Puddle
nurse judy
Phil Austine
Piddle Puddle
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