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 July 10, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 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 Merlyn disembarks at 8:56 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 10, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Merlyn: "...and there was much rejoicing..."
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Mr. Motion in through the front door at 9:20 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Mr. Motion: Brrraaaaa Motion is here, people have no fear!
Mr. Motion: Grumble grumble ...
||||||||| Around 9:21 PM, Mr. Motion walks off into the sunset...
Merlyn: eh?
||||||||| 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 cease disembarks at 9:27 PM.
cease: did i miss mister motion?
cease: one of bergman's more memorable characters
Merlyn: I guess.
Merlyn: really slow so far tonight
cease: how was convergence?
Merlyn: pretty good
cease: doc sounds like he had a good time
Merlyn: yeah, even though he missed more than half of it
Merlyn: he almost missed his connection back home; he called me from the airport. Planes delayed due to weather.
Merlyn: But he got a later flight.
cease: so he's back in bridgeport now?
Merlyn: should be
cease: he said he got to meet everyone he wanted to meet when he called me from min. airport
cease: that would have been sunday, as i recall
Merlyn: yeah, that was his trip back. To make it cheaper, he had to connect back thru st. paul so he was taking 2 round trips
cease: he mentioned that
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:33 PM and Dr. Headphones steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dr. Headphones: grapes for everyone!
cease: dr. head
Merlyn: you only got one, and it's old
Merlyn: your head, I mean
cease: who needs two?
Dr. Headphones: yeah, the rest of me is about the same age as the head, too
Merlyn: zaphod
cease: look what good it did the iranian girls
Merlyn: sad, but true
Dr. Headphones: i love the joni mitchell song with the cheech and chong cameo "two heads are better than one"
cease: i dont know that one
Dr. Headphones: about the double decker bus
Merlyn: someone emailed me about a grateful dead album that had ossman on it
cease: enjoyed their cameo in south park some years ago
Dr. Headphones: cant remember the title and i think the cd is out in the car
Dr. Headphones: same cd with "raised on robbery"
Merlyn: ...while listening to a disc out of "The Golden Road" boxed set of
Merlyn: Warner Grateful Dead releases, which is chock full 'o bonus material...
Merlyn: at the very end of the Live/Dead disc, there's a 1:00 Warner ad for the
Merlyn: album, featuring Dave Ossman doing a carnival barker shtick ("Hurry
Merlyn: hurry, step right up..." and all that). Pretty funny, and totally out
Merlyn: of left field. I had gotten the set for my b-day, and have been
Merlyn: immersed in the Dead since then... takes me back to my college days.
Merlyn: Makes me wonder what the deal was behind the ad, and whether the guys
Merlyn: were involved w/the Dead at any point.
Merlyn: whoops, kind of took a lot of lines...
Dr. Headphones: coke hog
cease: wow. i never heard of that
Merlyn: anyway, that was the email that I got about ossman on a dead CD
cease: but i remember him doing a bunch of record ads when he was with that company, whatever it was
Dr. Headphones: i was never into the dead, that virus didn't get me
Dr. Headphones: hey, merlyn, how hard is it to use cookies to remember our screen names and settings here?
Merlyn: Hmm, I'm not sure.
Merlyn: good idea though
Dr. Headphones: or, if you don't like cookies, use cake
cease: reminds me to get my eddie izzard tickets
Merlyn: Though all you really need is to make a bookmark where you are right now, and using that will just log you in
Dr. Headphones: cat: i saw him on letterman/leno/o'brien couple of months ago. funny guy
Merlyn: all your set params are in the URL above
Dr. Headphones: yeah, i have it bookmarked, but it's easier just to type "fir" into the box and let it complete it for me
cease: doc sent me a video of a concert of his that is funnier than almost anything i can recall seeing
cease: and i've recently seen carlin and stephen wright, who are old gods
Dr. Headphones: it might even save all the "fir" urls, i never looked, just chose the first "firesign.com" i see
Merlyn: no, I mean it'll remember your screen settings and everything.
Merlyn: but that might create a problem with the pv param...
Dr. Headphones: yeah, i see that is there. pv? private video?
cease: the prime minister of india?
Merlyn: just private messages; since all messages are via web pages, everyone's private message area is publically readable
Merlyn: It's made obscure by being a number from 100000 to 999999
Dr. Headphones: want me to sign out and try coming back with this url to check something for you?
cease: remember when the firesigns were into doing indian characters?
Merlyn: It's assigned at random when you log in, I don't know if it'll mess up. It might just work.
Merlyn: if you like. First I'll send a private msg to you
||||||||| Around 9:44 PM, Dr. Headphones walks off into the sunset...
Merlyn: it also might not announce your arrival...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dr. Headphones', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:44 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Merlyn: hmm, seems to work.
Dr. Headphones: your private message to me appears as if by magic
Merlyn: but my logfile doesn't know your name...
Dr. Headphones: what are the chances that, if it's truly random, another would enter and be assigned MY private number?
Merlyn: But it knows cease's name.
Dr. Headphones: aw, come on, everybody knows my name
Merlyn: 1 out of 900,000
Dr. Headphones: i will take those odds
Merlyn: Dr. send me a private msg, please. I want to see what's wrong with the name...
Dr. Headphones: seems to work from this end
Merlyn: Hmm, my own private msg log doesn't seem to know your name....
Merlyn: Cat, could you send a private message to dr. headphones?
Dr. Headphones: cat napping?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:49 PM and late as usual, it's MoonGoon, just back from Billville."
Dr. Headphones: hi, moonie
Merlyn: I guess so.... Let me try logging out & in
||||||||| At 9:49 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Merlyn', just granted probation at 9:49 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
MoonGoon: Ack... I am just getting home from work, which for a yeast coaster, is late.
Merlyn: whoops, no, Dr. Headphones
Dr. Headphones: automatic "reset" on that would be nice, too :)
Merlyn: hey, you're still sending private msgs to me, dr
Dr. Headphones: yeah, i caught that
Merlyn: that's browser dependent; some do reset, some don't
Dr. Headphones: after the fact, or ipso facto, or something latin like that
Dr. Headphones: i'm mozilla 1.4/win98
Merlyn: anyway, what's goofing up is because you used your bookmark; it doesn't know what your private msg number is.
Merlyn: I can't send you private messages now...
||||||||| 9:52 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Elayne: And I have, too.
cease: garbage can't take out itself, alas
Dr. Headphones: if i leave and come back to the main page "naked" so to speak, it will get me back to normal?
cease: hi el
Dr. Headphones: hey elayne
Elayne: Excellent, I got here just in time for Dr. H to get naked!
Merlyn: yes, if you exit and log in normally, it should fix it
Dr. Headphones: you do NOT want to see that, e :)
||||||||| Dr. Headphones rushes off, saying "9:53 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
MoonGoon: I have jalepeno chicken waiting for me in the sitting room, so I am going to eat it and come back... so hello to all and goodbye for a bit.
||||||||| "9:53 PM? 9:53 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dr. Headphones should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dr. Headphones enters and sits on the couch.
Elayne: Yum, MG! Go for it!
||||||||| MoonGoon rushes off, saying "9:53 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Elayne: I remember when I could eat stuff like that without my stomach lining crumbling. :)
cease: that's no chicken, that's my wife
Dr. Headphones: oh yeah, i got a new number! i'll light it up, take a couple of tokes, and pass it along
Elayne: Excellent! I could go for more, even though I got goodly stretched pre-chat tonight.
Elayne: So we'll see how fast that makes me type. :)
cease: about 42?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:55 PM, dragging Johnny Piano by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Johnny Piano: Yo - first time here.
Elayne: Welcome Johnny!
Dr. Headphones: hi, jp
Merlyn: Anyway, I'll look at fixing the bugs, and I might be able to add cookies to remember your default settings, 'phones.
Elayne: It's mostly Just Folks, so don't mind us.
Johnny Piano: Thanks Elayne & Doc Phones.
cease: not organ leroy?
Johnny Piano: It's an Eat Or Be Eaten ref...forgot about Leroy.
Merlyn: That could also be used to let people reserve their login names so other people can't pretend to be them...
Dr. Headphones: no biggie, merlyn, just a random thought i had this week
Johnny Piano: Merlyn, you were talking earlier about the Dead and FT.
Dr. Headphones: hell, if anyone else pretended to be me, they might do a better job than i do
cease: or when richard arnold left and someone else became mudhead
Johnny Piano: I believe Austin was involved in a film script for them at one time.
Merlyn: yes, did you send the email about ossman on it?
Elayne: Oh, I've never reserved my login name. I probably should. How do I do that, Merlyn?
cease: or so he claims
Merlyn: oh, didn't know that
Johnny Piano: Something I recall from the past...
cease: its in fred's book, isn't it?
Dr. Headphones: reservations for two table by the kitchen?
Merlyn: can't do that yet, elayne, just speculating
cease: that's no kitchen, that's my wife
Johnny Piano: I'll take a suite on the top floor.
cease: but the basement has a better view
Merlyn: Dr. Headphones, I bet I know the problem...
Dr. Headphones: the old upskirt trick?
Johnny Piano: Hey, anybody else notice that the Laugh disc of Ossman's album is on a CD-R?
Merlyn: it's a character-mapping problem for changes I made.
Dr. Headphones: i don't know the problem, but the only thing we have to fear is fear itself
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dave', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:59 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dr. Headphones: map me as a polar equidistant plot, please. no mercator
Johnny Piano: I thought that was "all we have to fear is me..."
Elayne: Evenin' Dave!
cease: dave
Dr. Headphones: hi dave (high, dave?)
Johnny Piano: Hi Nancy!...er, Dave!
Dave: hello all, I am very busy putting Coltrane CD's on my computer and talking to lots of people so don't be surprised if I don't say much, but I thought I'd show my virtual face
Dave: god isn't it ugly
Elayne: Excellent multitasking, Dave!
Dr. Headphones: don't say ugly, say "individualistic"
Johnny Piano: Talk about yer Be-Bop Loco!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: be bop born language
Merlyn: hokay
cease: tones on toast
Johnny Piano: Yummy...
Dr. Headphones: i had 4 chili/cheese dogs for dinner, then a bunch of choc. chip cookies. i'm almost nauseous....
Johnny Piano: don't wander near any lit flames...
Elayne: Almost doesn't count.
Dr. Headphones: 'tis a pity
cease: almosts, for the poor
Johnny Piano: That's me!
Dr. Headphones: pbs has 1 hr special on al jazeera
Dr. Headphones: wide angle
cease: anything like al jarreau?
Johnny Piano: What - more Ken Burns Jazzeera?
Dr. Headphones: don't worry, be happy
Dr. Headphones: no, that's bobby mcferrin
||||||||| 10:04 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dexter Fong: Hello Dear Friends
Dr. Headphones: ah, the inscrutable mr. fong
Johnny Piano: Jarreau did a killer Brubeck "Blue Rondo"
Dave: hey there dex
Dexter Fong: Oh, I've been scrued plenty of times
Dr. Headphones: jp: i'll have to look that one up. good song, good singer, sounds great i bet
Johnny Piano: A real tongue twister...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Cease into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:05 PM, then departs.
Elayne: Hey Dex!
Dr. Headphones: brubeck has new group now, and he's in his 70s or 80s. heard cut on the radio other night
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat; Dave; Ken; Elayne; JP and Merl
Cease: i got stuck somewhere in alter-time
Cease: hi dex
Cease: hi dex
Elayne: All set for noon tomorrow, Dex.
Johnny Piano: Am I seeing double? Or just drinking them...
Dr. Headphones: as long as you're not catholic and get stuck in altar-time
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here
Dave: I've just copied Coltrane's My Favorite Things, that's one of the greatest albums I've ever heard, the title track is worth the figuritive price of admision
Dexter Fong: Yes Elayne
Johnny Piano: Yeah, Brubeck's still got it...better than I ever will...
Dave: just thought you'd like to know that
Cease: very true, dave.
Dr. Headphones: dave: that's a great cut
Cease: a cut above
Dexter Fong: JP: Have we met before?
Elayne: Dang, my messaging thing is still screwed up. Tried to msg Dex and got Cat. Ah well.
Johnny Piano: Nay, dex. I'm kinda new, although I've lurked in the parlor.
Dr. Headphones: dave: for another great waltz, check out "someday my price will come" by either chick corea or miles davis
Dexter Fong: Okay =)
Cease: and when i tried to answer a private message, i was cut out of the ability to talk at all
Dexter Fong: then welcome
Dr. Headphones: hey! stay out of the parlor, i just mopped the floor
Johnny Piano: I'm really Brian Curtis, long time Firehead...and part-time stapling machine
Dexter Fong: If you can't leave a pool;stay out of the parlor
Elayne: Cool, hi Bri!
Johnny Piano: Have a little beer, leave a little pool...
Dr. Headphones: we're always happy to have new people show up
Elayne: "...get down tonight."
Dave: it's a miles davis tune, I've got the album, Coltrane actually played on the title track of that album too
Elayne: Oh sorry, flashed back to disco...
Johnny Piano: Happy to join in.
Dr. Headphones: dave: actually, it's not a miles davis tune, it's from a disney movie. cinderella, i think
Cease: always a pleasure to meet new (to this chat) people who know firesign
Dexter Fong: Dave: What's Miles Davis tune?
Dr. Headphones: but miles does it better :)
Johnny Piano: Snow White, I thought
Dexter Fong: Favorite Things, or Someday My prince?
Cease: my favourite things? sound of music, wasn't it?
Johnny Piano: Oh yeah, I've into Firesign since high school.
Dexter Fong: Yes cat
Cease: proctor was in that
Dexter Fong: Cat: The movie?
Cease: seemed an ample part of his early resume, the singing nazi
Cease: no, broadway show
Dexter Fong: Nazi Goreng
Dr. Headphones: "my price"
Johnny Piano: Used to correspond via snail mail with Ossman when I was a teen
Cease: maybe not exactly on broadway
Dexter Fong: "is right"
Dr. Headphones: favorite things is rogers/hammerstein, i think
Cease: i'm never boring
Johnny Piano: How much is your "price"?
Dr. Headphones: uh oh, i mean, "my prince"
Johnny Piano: Okay, how much is your "prince"?
Cease: and now you're nearly as old as he is, eh?
Dr. Headphones: jp: you're probably right about snow white. i'm usually wrong about disney stuff
Dexter Fong: Not much...he's a Student Prince
Cease: did you write to Falafal?
Dr. Headphones: gimme a quarter....
Johnny Piano: As old as Prince? Nah, a good twenty or so years diff.
Elayne: Nobody wrote to FAlaFal. :)
Dexter Fong: I shall give no quarter before its time
Cease: quarter hour?
Dr. Headphones: don't you eat falafel on hummus or pita or something like that?
Johnny Piano: I did write to Austin & Proctor as well as DO
Johnny Piano: Got very nice personal replies too.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:14 PM and Hopalomg Yämamøto steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dr. Headphones: "a handsome simulfax copy"
Cease: they're nice people
Dexter Fong: Oi Hoppy
||||||||| Hopalomg Yämamøto says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Hopalomg Yämamøto exits at 10:15 PM.
Dr. Headphones: hey yammie :)
Johnny Piano: Hopalong has been swimming the Channel again...
Dexter Fong: Buy Yammie
Elayne: Hi Y!
Dr. Headphones: channel 85
Cease: hi yam what i yam
||||||||| 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 Hopalong Yämamøto disembarks at 10:15 PM.
Hopalong Yämamøto: ha
Dexter Fong: OI again Hoppy
Elayne: Dex, I'm not msg'ing, I can't reach you privately. We'll talk tomorrow. :)
Johnny Piano: Insert here!
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi
Dexter Fong: Okay E
Dexter Fong: It's just this chromium switch here yah know?
Dr. Headphones: hey, i've moved up to titanium switches now!
Cease: OK E? I thought it was Great E
Hopalong Yämamøto: showoff
Dexter Fong: Grade E and that's always stood for excellent in my book of memories
Johnny Piano: Waiting for that Chromium Switch page to post old newsletters...
Hopalong Yämamøto: Oklahoma is OK
Hopalong Yämamøto: that's a telling motto, that
Dr. Headphones: and they call alabama the crimson tide....
Dexter Fong: Modest HY
Johnny Piano: just OK...
Hopalong Yämamøto: Or honest
Cease: hideo knutt's boltadrome
Johnny Piano: as seen on "who asked for it"
Cease: on the trail of tears golf course
Dexter Fong: and heard on "What's So Funny About That?"
Johnny Piano: Rancho Malario
Hopalong Yämamøto: Made w/real Cherokee Tears no less
Hopalong Yämamøto: I took Primaquin, I'm immune to malario
Hopalong Yämamøto: so NERR
Johnny Piano: What, no orphans?
Dr. Headphones: malario is male version of malaria?
Hopalong Yämamøto: A few
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hopalong Yämamøto: The MACHO version
Dr. Headphones: bless you
Cease: orphans roasting clowns
Dave: brb
Johnny Piano: Macho cheese
Cease: i just watched eobe the other day for the first time in ages
||||||||| Dave leaves to catch the 10:20 PM train to Hellmouth.
Cease: a delight
Hopalong Yämamøto: MMMMM orhan roasted clown is the best
Johnny Piano: excuse me, that was macho cheese log
Dexter Fong: It's in the cheese, that's why it's yeller
Dr. Headphones: cheese logs are very masculine in appearance, thus they must be macho
Johnny Piano: Haven't seen EOBE in years...see it crop up on Ebay
Hopalong Yämamøto: Orphan roasted clow w/ a side o' macho cheese log, and serve it HOT!
Dexter Fong: Haven't had clow in years
Johnny Piano: And a mug o' Polar Pro
Hopalong Yämamøto: Dolpin beer
Hopalong Yämamøto: dolphin...
Dexter Fong: nor Dolpin either
Dr. Headphones: bear whiz still the best
Hopalong Yämamøto: NJ has a baer problem
Dexter Fong: P.J. Proby wine for me
Dr. Headphones: here's urine, and here's mine
Johnny Piano: Yeah, BW is great, but everytime I have a Pro, I forget!
Hopalong Yämamøto declines
Dexter Fong: HY: Maxie baer?
Johnny Piano: Jethro!!!
Hopalong Yämamøto: Sure
Cease: i hear it comes in bottles in this country
Dr. Headphones: r.i.p. buddy ebsen after the baer mention
Hopalong Yämamøto: Buddy Ebsen is no longer w/us
Dexter Fong: Cat: Everything come in Bottles
Johnny Piano: ditto for buddy
Dr. Headphones: dex: i've never come in a bottle!
Cease: and every one
Hopalong Yämamøto: I dunno, He didn't do right by Nancy Culp, and that alaways bothered me
Dexter Fong: Buddy Epsen was a rat, a McCarthy rat
Dr. Headphones: well, maybe just once....
Johnny Piano: she's dead too...
Hopalong Yämamøto: Ann Colter sez Mc Carthy's a hero
Johnny Piano: consider the source
Hopalong Yämamøto: She's brain dead
Dr. Headphones: if ann colter says it, it must be false
Elayne: Well, from what people say, Ebsen was kind of in his own little world politically.
Cease: why does anyone care what ann colter says?
Johnny Piano: Shame that she's good-looking...
Hopalong Yämamøto: It's entertaining on one lkevel
Dr. Headphones: doesn't she think thomas jefferson was a socialist or something like that?
Elayne: Podhoretz thinks she's a brilliant Swiftian satirist.
Dexter Fong: E; He named names to the Hollywood anti commie committee
Johnny Piano: Level 42?
Elayne: Had he, Dex? I didn't know that.
Hopalong Yämamøto: Tom a commie, say it isn't so!
Dexter Fong: Got to run for a few, wife has parking spot for me, back shortly
Merlyn: whoops, I did it too, headpones...
Hopalong Yämamøto: Pudhoertz is brain dead, too
Merlyn: phones...
Dr. Headphones: anyone to the left of bush, mussolini and hitler is a commie
Merlyn: cornpones...
Johnny Piano: How does he make his name do that?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Uh, oh
Dr. Headphones: cornpones are good :)
Merlyn: lauts of umlauts
Hopalong Yämamøto: I like umläuts
Johnny Piano: with mustard
Hopalong Yämamøto: Yes and beer
Dr. Headphones: i like ñ
Cease: sounds like minnesota
Dr. Headphones: é comes in a close second
Johnny Piano: Anyone else see the sausage hit by a Brewer?
Hopalong Yämamøto: no ñ's in Yämamøto
Cease: yep
Dr. Headphones: no, johnny, but i've had kielbasa boiled in beer
Merlyn: I ♥ my cat
Johnny Piano: visual humor indeed, if painful
||||||||| Dave sneaks in around 10:28 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Dr. Headphones: i heart my cats too. may they liver a long life
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi Dave
Elayne: Gotta head out. Next week, all!
Dr. Headphones: wb, dave
Hopalong Yämamøto: I lke mine
Dr. Headphones: g'nite, e
Hopalong Yämamøto: Bye E
Johnny Piano: Bye E!
Cease: by el
Hopalong Yämamøto: Mine give me mose livers
Cease: hi agn dave
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| (Dexter Fong) - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dr. Headphones: how about mose allison?
Johnny Piano: Moose or mouse
Cease: better than moose dyers
Cease: krassner has a tale about smoking mouse turds in his new book
Johnny Piano: Meese?
Dr. Headphones: edwin meese, my anti-hero
Cease: ed "pollution is caused by trees" meece?
Johnny Piano: Ah, smokin' a turd in purgatory...
Dave: wouldn't that be great name for a punk band? the smoking turds?
Hopalong Yämamøto: meese will be lucky to make hell
Dr. Headphones: a priest, a rabbi, and a siberian shaman walk into a bar....
Johnny Piano: Khatru?
Dr. Headphones: YES!
Dr. Headphones: in a roundabout way
Johnny Piano: Excuse me...
Hopalong Yämamøto: came in the side door
Johnny Piano: That's a little close to the edge
Hopalong Yämamøto eats generic späm
Dr. Headphones: let's mix our musical metaphors and say they came in through the bathroom window
Merlyn: BTW cat, I completely forgot about my 'seem real' line "please don't squeeze the chairman"
Cease: and the bartender says, stoned raindeer piss and vodka for you all?
Merlyn: heard it in the mark time sample played at convergence
Johnny Piano: I have a silver hammer
Dr. Headphones: ooh, yammie, i just saw the slashed o in your name. neeto
Cease: and it was appreciated?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Maxwell?
Merlyn: yeah
Johnny Piano: Edison
Hopalong Yämamøto: alt + 0248
Cease: doc said as much.
Dr. Headphones: cat: why did doc get the mention as producer in the announcement i read and you weren't mentioned at all?
Cease: funny line, deserve many laughs
Johnny Piano: Yuk, keep the tater squeezins.
Cease: i dont know, dr head
Cease: but doc was the producer
Dr. Headphones: i thought mel brooks was the producer?
Cease: i just wrote Most of the lines
Hopalong Yämamøto: gene wilder was the accountant
Dave: ah the Producers, very good movie, much better than Young Frank
Johnny Piano: And Zero Mostel was Bialystock
Dr. Headphones: and it happened on nathan lane....
Cease: how did it compare to the others plays, merl?
Johnny Piano: What hasn't happened on Nathan Lane
Cease: diffrent sound usage, etc?
Dr. Headphones: dave: both good, but i give the nod to frankie as the better movie
Dr. Headphones: the producers is a better story, though
Johnny Piano: Imagine Young F on Broadway...
Cease: springtime for hitler is the funniest song i've ever heard
Dr. Headphones: the lamb lies down on broadway
Hopalong Yämamøto: That it is
Hopalong Yämamøto: "vat is diss "BABY""
Johnny Piano: I'll take Spock's Beard over Genesis any day.
Dr. Headphones: i'll take spock's ear over rice, with sautéed mushrooms
Hopalong Yämamøto: Spock can keep his beard, irt's too weird
Dave: Ken I just found Frank to be very very dry and boring
Johnny Piano: Ummm, Ear Tips!
Hopalong Yämamøto: I was on Broadway today, In Yonkers
Merlyn: like sirloin tips?
Dr. Headphones: dave: lots of visuals in it, you really miss out by just listening
Johnny Piano: Only waxier
Cease: i'll be on broadway next month, broadway, Yorkton
Dr. Headphones: whereas the producers is not quite so much that way
Hopalong Yämamøto: Ear tips and wax baens
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dexter Fong', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:39 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi dex
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Herro
Hopalong Yämamøto: parked?
Johnny Piano: Fong!
Dr. Headphones: cat: friend in kingston invited me to blues festival next month. know anything about it?
Dexter Fong: Im down, Dear Friends...I'm safe and I'm down and thank Godamighty I'm parked
Dr. Headphones: parked and locked?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Canadian Blues? Songs about the cold?
Cease: never been there, but doc or lili might know as lili's daugther lives in hamilton, i think not too far from there
Johnny Piano: Not responsible!
Dexter Fong: ...and not rewponsible
Cease: i live at the other end of canada
Hopalong Yämamøto: But reprehensible
Dexter Fong: what JP said
Johnny Piano: Ponsonby Britt
Hopalong Yämamøto: That wasn't a REAL name
Johnny Piano: I know...
Dexter Fong: HY: Im reprehensile, wanna see my thumb?
Hopalong Yämamøto: no
Dexter Fong: My pinkie?
Johnny Piano: I could use one of those...
Hopalong Yämamøto: I 'm double jointed in my hips. I sit weird and it drives ppl crazy
Johnny Piano: imagining a chair for you...
Hopalong Yämamøto: I say "THink of it as Yoga"
Dexter Fong: HY: Have you considered a position if the Kama Sutra catelog?
Cease: but you'll be a star at the ministry of funny walks
Dr. Headphones: yoda
Johnny Piano: use the Force
Cease: the farce be with you
Hopalong Yämamøto: There's a little redhead @ helen hayes hosptial I'd like to Yoga w/
Dave: ah yes, the ministry of funny walks, gret scetch that one, even though I couldn't see it
Dr. Headphones: don't mention helen hayes to me, please
Johnny Piano: You mean...to Bambi?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Sorry
Dexter Fong: Helen Hayes (snicker)
Cease: her head is small a red, but the rest of her is large and green? the hulkess?
Johnny Piano: Sounds like the "buffalo" from "Jumbo Go Away" (Zappa)
Hopalong Yämamøto: No cute young thing that keeps giving me the eye
Dr. Headphones: dex: god'll get you for that....
Cease: the eye of the storm?
Dexter Fong: God loves Helen Hayes
Hopalong Yämamøto: perhaps
Hopalong Yämamøto: Pity I never have time to chat her up
Dexter Fong: ...and katherine Cornell too
Johnny Piano: Make time
Hopalong Yämamøto: I may just do that
Dr. Headphones: she cost me big money. i'll never forgive her for not ingraining herself in my mammaries
Dexter Fong: Spend all your money making time
Hopalong Yämamøto: I'm prolly od enough to be her dad
Hopalong Yämamøto: old
Johnny Piano: Oh no - an Eagles ref
Dexter Fong: Odd did you say HY?
Dr. Headphones: helen hayes' dad must be REALLY old
Dexter Fong: Gabby Hayes *is* really old
Johnny Piano: Purple Hayes
Hopalong Yämamøto: Is he dead Yet?
Cease: if alive, probably artificially old
Dexter Fong: ...and naturally preserved
Merlyn: spock's beard vs. gabby hayes' whiskers
Dr. Headphones: all those polyunsaturated fats preserved him
Hopalong Yämamøto: No contest there
Dr. Headphones: i use olive oyl and real butter
Johnny Piano: Bang - got me Merl
Merlyn: remember the carlin bit about beards vs. whickers?
Merlyn: whiskers?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Olive Oil is intersting on gurls and salads
Dr. Headphones: and not in the marlon brando "last tango in paris" sense either
Johnny Piano: Can't say that I do
Merlyn: hot olive oyl girl on girl action!
Hopalong Yämamøto: ewww
Johnny Piano: With Snoop Dogg
Hopalong Yämamøto: arf
Dexter Fong: and "fi'ty cents"
Dr. Headphones: i like it doggy style
||||||||| Outside, the 10:49 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Warped_One coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Johnny Piano: it's all in the hizzle
Hopalong Yämamøto: Who?
Dr. Headphones: hey, warp! welcome to our insanity
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi
Merlyn: yes, there is a new animated Dr. Who coming from the BBC
Warped_One: Thanks Much
Dexter Fong: It's time Warped one
Dr. Headphones: glad to see you made it. i'm sometimes known as "ken" in real life
Hopalong Yämamøto: Who is Fifty Cents?
Johnny Piano: Howdy, Brama
Johnny Piano: Another overrated rapper
Merlyn: four bits
Dexter Fong: HY: Got the biggest selling rap album out
Hopalong Yämamøto: oh
Hopalong Yämamøto: arent they all?
Merlyn: a two-bit rapper?
Dexter Fong: but JP is right
Johnny Piano: plain brown
Merlyn: two two-bit rappers
Cease: new character enter
Warped_One: a two-chew wrapper
Dr. Headphones: warped: there are no rules here, just say what you want, when you want, it doesn't have to make sense (or fifty cents)
Dexter Fong: JP: No, he's darker than that
Johnny Piano: Good one, W-O
Cease: i go away, i Miss Everything!
Merlyn: chanel number 50 scent
Hopalong Yämamøto: Yes, now you have to clean up
Johnny Piano: Not really, Cease
Hopalong Yämamøto hands cat a mop
Dexter Fong: ...the scent that says "Wazzzzzzzzz Real"!!
Warped_One: or is it Warpper
Johnny Piano: Ah, smells like COLLEGE
Warped_One: hey isn't there a IRC channel for this?
Cease: rap rap rappin on heaven's door
Dr. Headphones: a wrapper warper by any other name would smell as sweet?
Dexter Fong: Warp: There was but we relocated
Hopalong Yämamøto: It's noisy and boomy and they talk a lot about killing people, not up my street
Merlyn: for #firesign? we moved here
Warped_One: but the tootsie roll would only be a vapor
Merlyn: we got colors!
Hopalong Yämamøto: Cheaper wrent
Johnny Piano: And a whole lotta misogyny
Dexter Fong: Miss Gynochology
Cease: bring back zappa instead of rappa?
Dr. Headphones: we lost our lease! bargains galore! don't worry about the flies, we won't weigh 'em
Cease: to quote proctor, rappa this
Johnny Piano: Dave, you're fading - anymore Coltrane burned yet?
Hopalong Yämamøto: I like MY mysogyny accompanied by the twang of a LEAD guitar
Warped_One: may I buy only flies?
Dr. Headphones: lead guitar? that's heavy, man
Johnny Piano: Talk about heavy METAL
Hopalong Yämamøto: You bet
Dr. Headphones: tse-tse flies for mao tse tung
Dexter Fong: Heavy Mental
Johnny Piano: wait, no - that wasn't an imperative
Hopalong Yämamøto: It's not heavy, it's my brother
Dexter Fong: Brother Mental
||||||||| "10:55 PM? 10:55 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits on the couch.
Dexter Fong: Sister comotose
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi
Dr. Headphones: howdy, muddy
Johnny Piano: Perhaps an Impairative...or aperitif?
Dexter Fong: Hey Mud
Hopalong Yämamøto: Metal Health
Warped_One: where is the mud?
Cease: headphones, that osunds like a red shift joke, and you havent even heard red shift
Mudhead: I need a drink
Dr. Headphones: no aperitifs here, only post-prandials welcome
Dexter Fong: aperitif = two arguments
Johnny Piano: Got yer twotones thru the floor board, Mud?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Just a wallow away
Cease: you need more than one, mud
Dr. Headphones: cat: great minds and all that
Mudhead: not tonite we be partyin
Hopalong Yämamøto: Onetones are boring
Cease: cat minds and all that grate!
Dr. Headphones: let's party like it's 1999
Johnny Piano: designated driver
Warped_One: root-beer floats are like light MUD
Hopalong Yämamøto: Designated Diver
Johnny Piano: Mud Lite!
Dr. Headphones: i want to be the designated dervish and whirl my life away
Mudhead: little higher octane for me
Johnny Piano: Hodja, please show me how to spin
Cease: i was just thinkin it wouldnt be mud minus the moisture
Dexter Fong: Right you are Cat
Merlyn: an eddie rabbi song "whirlin' my life away"
Hopalong Yämamøto: Dishing the dirt/
Johnny Piano: I played a political rally with Eddie R once.
Hopalong Yämamøto: Whatever happened to Eddie Rarebitt?
Dexter Fong: Who won?
Johnny Piano: cancer
Merlyn: on the piano?
Cease: about as right as carl marx
Dr. Headphones: i played a priest in a play once and i'm not even catholic
Warped_One: /me where
Dexter Fong: Died I think, HY
Hopalong Yämamøto: oh
Dave: I was just thinking that I'll never have to be the Designated Driver, I can get a plastered as I want, although I don't like alcohol anyway, but at least I've got the excuse
Merlyn: when and where, j piano?
Dexter Fong: DH: but you *do* look guilty
Dr. Headphones: warped: prefix your comment with a colon :
Johnny Piano: Yeah, toured with Dole in an r&b band...Clinton won...
Warped_One: So use the 3 wood
Hopalong Yämamøto: % wood
Warped_One: hit it in the a$$
Dr. Headphones i think this is how it works
Hopalong Yämamøto: Dole doing R&B, that's a mental picture
Merlyn: Dole was in an R&B band?
Warped_One: Calls "NO FAIR"
Cease: nobody's Working
Mudhead: I've had my colon prefixed
Dexter Fong: Elizabeth singing backup?
Johnny Piano: That was during the "Soul/Dole Man" tour
||||||||| "11:00 PM? 11:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bambi should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bambi enters and sits on the couch.
Dr. Headphones: bob dole sings" i've got a hard-on for you"
Bambi: hi :)
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi
Cease: hey, it's franbi
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dr. Headphones: oops, didn't mean that to show up when bambi appeared! hi, deer
Mudhead: Hi Bambi
Warped_One: heya Bambi
Bambi: hey Dex
Johnny Piano: No, seriously - I was in a band that was hired to play his campaign rallies.
Bambi: hi Cat
Hopalong Yämamøto: We're talkin about rockin Bob
Bambi: hi Ken
Mudhead: Doc dont be mean to Bambi
Bambi: hey! Warp!
Mudhead: She likes it that way
Warped_One: hehe
Merlyn: so, you were "on the dole"?
Johnny Piano: I got to stare him in the eye more than a couple times - nobody was home.
Hopalong Yämamøto: Republican Rock?
Dexter Fong: Not even his speechwriters?
Merlyn: ask to borrow his pen
Johnny Piano: Yeah Merl, you could say that...bought me my first Mac!
Hopalong Yämamøto: Big Mac?
Dr. Headphones: i have a friend who played at a bush fundraiser in florida in 99. slipped a joint past the secret service and all
Bambi: and howdy Merlyn, Mudhead, Yammi, JP, Dave
Dave: hey Bambi, been listening to that skybird radio stuff, cool as hell
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi
Johnny Piano: Why, hello Bambi!
Dr. Headphones: bambi: did you see who is here? begins with "w"
Merlyn: hello bambino
Johnny Piano: We ended up jammin' with Charlie Daniels at one rally...
Cease: what can i do for you, mr. capone?
Hopalong Yämamøto: Weird being in the Proximity of Republicans and playing that sort of music
Warped_One: or was that Jack Daniels
Bambi: glad you are enjoying Skybird Dave
Dexter Fong: HY: CD is rather rightish
Johnny Piano: I'm sure it was all due to the fact that it was a mostly black group.
Bambi: Ken: yeah, already said he to Warp :)
Hopalong Yämamøto: Just a bit
Dr. Headphones: charlie daniels is to the right of god in politics
Johnny Piano: I wasn't there for the politics, I was in it for the loot!
Dexter Fong: Thought God was apolitical
||||||||| 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 MoonGoon disembarks at 11:04 PM.
Cease: is he the okie from muskogee?
Dexter Fong: MG, heya
Dr. Headphones: sorry, didn't see that, bambi. i'm chatting here, and in private, and watching tv all while petting a kitty in my lap. whew, i'm tired just typing all that
Hopalong Yämamøto is a near anarchis who listens to classical music mostly
MoonGoon: I'm back! ... and a wishin' a hada drink-a!
Bambi: hi MG
Hopalong Yämamøto: oi
Dr. Headphones: moonie: i'll offer some freshly brewed folgers
Bambi: LOL! that's funny Ken
Dexter Fong wonders if HY enjoys long walks on the beach and discussing the great books
Johnny Piano: Is it Hurry-Gurry hour already?
Hopalong Yämamøto: What beach?
Bambi: we had thunderstorms but finally made it :)
Merlyn: it's 11:06 PM in NYC
MoonGoon: Have-a special motor fruid gimret...
Dexter Fong: HY: The beach by the water?
Hopalong Yämamøto: 11.02 according to my atomically synced 'puter
Johnny Piano: Nah, I'm getting a Warsteiner...be back in a moment
Hopalong Yämamøto: Oh
Dr. Headphones: dex: don't forget sitting in front of the fireplace playing backgammon
Hopalong Yämamøto: I have a riverbank
Merlyn: it's catherwood's watch
Dexter Fong: Ken: Who could forget that?
Warped_One: but you need a bigger fireplace
Hopalong Yämamøto: The left bank, of course
Cease: can anybody wake him up?
Dr. Headphones: ooh, double sixes!
Dexter Fong: I Beaver
Johnny Piano: walk away Renee
Hopalong Yämamøto: I ching
Mudhead: I go
Dexter Fong: I Cheech
Hopalong Yämamøto: I chong!
Bambi: so what's been up here tonight ...
Hopalong Yämamøto: ha!
Mudhead: l8r all
Cease: we fru i ching out the window
Johnny Piano: Dave?
Warped_One: cha ching!
Hopalong Yämamøto: un-oi MH
Dexter Fong: Night Mud
Johnny Piano: bling bling
Bambi: night mudhead
Cease: i met someone named renee today. couldnt spell it, for some reason
Dr. Headphones: well, bambi, you haven't missed any of "the boyz" yet
Mudhead: ciao all
Hopalong Yämamøto: Blingx2?
MoonGoon: OK... so here's the question. Does anyone remember a Warner Bros. radio ad for the Grateful Dead "Live/Dead" double album, featuring Dave Ossman as a carnival barker?
Dr. Headphones: g'nite, muddy
||||||||| "Hey Mudhead!" ... Mudhead turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:09 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Cease: mud
Warped_One: starts to sing " now it's tiome to say goodnight"
Johnny Piano: David had done a bunch of ads for Warners like that
Merlyn: mentioned earlier; did you email me about that?
Bambi: well, that's good news but was really wondering how everyone was doing and if I missed any good conversation :)
Dexter Fong goes afk for drink
Johnny Piano: Never heard that particular one, but remember him doing a Cosby one
Hopalong Yämamøto: Vat is this Bling Bling, der furer nevef sad ziz bling bkling
Dr. Headphones: i've moved up to "he-male-mail" here
Warped_One: sleep tight. good night.
Johnny Piano: Ja, we ist der master race
Warped_One: I"ll be BACK!
Dr. Headphones: thanks for the warning, warped
Dave: brb
MoonGoon: Merl: Yep, that was it... It showed up as a bonus track on the Golden Road box-set.. Totally took mer by surprise..,
||||||||| "11:10 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dave, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Hopalong Yämamøto: un-oi to ya
Johnny Piano: Dream sweet dreams for me...dream sweet dreams for you WO
Bambi: thanks for the article Ken ... I sent it to ah,clem too
Cease: i gather there are people here who are known to other people here
Cease: thus not entirely new
Merlyn: I quoted your email earlier in the chat
Cease: as if that were possible
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:11 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Warped_One by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bambi: night warp
Bambi: night warp
Dr. Headphones: ummm, bambi, don't remember what it was, but glad you liked it anyway
Bambi: hmmm. echo....
Johnny Piano: Not I, monsieur Cat - very new.
MoonGoon: Zook... didn't have time to check the lurker's log...
Dr. Headphones: i send out too much stuff. if i ever overwhelm anyone listening here, jsut say so, i'll cut back
Cease: well hello whoever you are
Dexter Fong returns with drink. What service!!
Bambi: smedley butler LOL
Johnny Piano: Oh, I'm Brian Curtis - was listed on Tiny Doc's page.
Cease: aha
Cease: i knew i'd seen that name before
Bambi: hi brian curtis :)
Dr. Headphones: oh yeah, the marine general! i loved that one
Johnny Piano: Hi Bambi (again
Bambi :)
Hopalong Yämamøto: Any relation to curtis goatheart?
Dexter Fong: Or Curtis Dismay?
Johnny Piano: Sadly, no...at lest to my knowledge
Bambi: or Curtis Lowe
MoonGoon: I've seen a Curtis Jenny in Skaneteles...
Johnny Piano: Dismayfield?
Dexter Fong: Don't be sad JP, rejoice
Hopalong Yämamøto: or Nick Lowe
Dr. Headphones: moon: i've been there! had a friend who lived near there at one time
Cease: we have no choice
Johnny Piano: Nick Lowe - that I can relate to...
Dr. Headphones: lowe nick, hi jack
Johnny Piano: I play old school power pop these days.
Dexter Fong: Nick on...Jack off
||||||||| "11:15 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Hopalong Yämamøto, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
MoonGoon: It's a beeyooteefull little place on the shores of a finger lake... and home to the Curtis Museum... (or is it Hammondsport?)
Dr. Headphones: are we back to talking about bob dole again?
Dexter Fong: and the substitutions continue
Johnny Piano: No, my Dole days are long over.
Bambi: was that pineapple dole?
Cease: bobbing for pine apples
MoonGoon: No, that's Libby.
Bambi: or prickley dole
Dexter Fong doles out a slice of pineapple per person
Dr. Headphones: caramel pineapples
Johnny Piano: Either way your teeth hurt.
MoonGoon: They're both prickly.
Bambi: LOL
Merlyn: libby dole was a conglomerate?
Dexter Fong: A prickly pair
Dr. Headphones: i thought she was a methodist
MoonGoon: She was a sucker for the Red Cross at one point...
Johnny Piano: No, but she is awfully little...perhaps it was the nose candy.
Cease: no, a congo lobotomy
Dexter Fong: What a great series.."I was a sucker for the Red Cross at the End of a wet Natural Disaster"
Dr. Headphones: ah, did i mention i poured a little bit of brandy in this folgers? feeling good right about *now*
Cease: ignore millions dead, pay attention only to iraq's, uh... whatever
Johnny Piano: Bob D is a wet Natural Disaster?
Bambi: hey, being little isn't drug induced ... I can vouch for that (I think) LOL
MoonGoon: You mean that WASN'T decaf? Now I'm up all night!
Dexter Fong: JP: He's no dream I can tell you that
Johnny Piano: Just a Giant Rat ref, Nurse...
Dr. Headphones: d-con for your giant rats
Johnny Piano: Oh, I know - I was there...
Bambi: I hear ya JP
Bambi: or Hemlock
Johnny Piano: Met another RePub then too...Nugent
MoonGoon: I think they have large diapers for Bob D's natural disasters...
Dexter Fong: Lock those hems, no more short skirts
Johnny Piano: Wasn't Bob hawking Viagra?
Dexter Fong: Fashion Industry in quandry
Bambi: short skirts will come around again on the guitar ... they always do :)
Dexter Fong: Bob was *hawkish* on viagra
MoonGoon: I was out and about in a boat on Hemlock Lake just this past Sundae...
Dr. Headphones: hawks on viagra: film at 11
Merlyn: I thought it was stephen hawking viagra
Johnny Piano: ...and Pepsi too...try that combo.
||||||||| "11:21 PM? 11:21 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dave should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dave enters and sits on the couch.
Dexter Fong: New article about Hawkings at some lap dance club with some rocker
Dexter Fong: News
Johnny Piano: More Coltrane!!
Dave: I'm not sitting on anyone, am I?
Dr. Headphones: dave: you're crushing the dwarf!
Dexter Fong: You sit well with us Dave
Cease: a love supine, a love supine
Dexter Fong: lol cat
MoonGoon: Foosh... this must be the 18 sec. gap I've heard so much about...
Johnny Piano: That was minutes
Johnny Piano: You must be a young'un, MG
MoonGoon: No, it was only a few seconds... unless we're in a weird time warp....
Dr. Headphones: moon: we've been transported to another dimension...where i control the time...the vertical...the horizontal...
Dexter Fong: Yah gotta be young if you wanna stick it out...and not get arrested
Johnny Piano: I thought you talkin' about N'exxon's tapes
MoonGoon: It was the Rosemary Woods Speed Typing and Exercise Course, right?
Cease: he's the president of everything and everything is sad
Dexter Fong: Helen Hayes won't appreciate that Ken
Dr. Headphones: (or i can whisper in your ear, murmuring sweet nothings)
Dr. Headphones: on news: jerry springer filed papers to run for senate from ohio
Merlyn: jerry springer to run for senate: http://www.fox19.com/Global/story.asp?S=1355138&nav=0zHFGpLa
Johnny Piano: That's appropriate
Merlyn: news as it happens to happen
Dexter Fong: Wow, it *must* be news....2 reports
Dr. Headphones: thank grid i don't live in ohio
Bambi: grrrr ... dialup is such a pain
Cease: i know that both ohio and jerry spring exist, but that is the extent of my knowledge of them
Dr. Headphones: and i'm not watching fox, either, dex
Johnny Piano: Where do you get your olds?
MoonGoon: AHHHRRRGGG! he's a shoo-in... Ohio is indeed round on both ends and high in the middle... (wish I was...)
Bambi: jerry springer for senate ... now that's a joke
Merlyn: ohio is high in the middle and round at both ends
Dr. Headphones: cat: if given a choice to investigate one OR the other, choose ohio
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here....almost
Dr. Headphones: i'm round in the middle, does that count?
MoonGoon: I'm inverted... Got to come down from the chandelier...
Merlyn: it must be that terrible news drought
Cease: my interest in investigating parts of america has dimmed since my recent visit to frisco
Johnny Piano: Ah, the thick middle waist
Dr. Headphones: ohio is the thick middle-west
Merlyn: eating too much frisco does that
Dexter Fong: Cat: JUst be patient...we'll come to you (he he he)
Johnny Piano: I'm not that far from there...IL
MoonGoon: "and a left to the soft underbelly... the feisty metal man is down!"
Cease: no, that's crisco
Cease: sounds like the harlem song
Dr. Headphones: cat: if you like a good hot dog, good chili, or good pickled peppers, visit toledo in ohio and go to tony packo's for lunch
Bambi: ohio is a cool state to visit ... we visited ah,clem's home town last year ... Massillon
Johnny Piano: and take in a Mudhens game?
MoonGoon: Gesundheit...
Dr. Headphones: it's about 100 miles from me, i drive over occasionally just to eat there
Cease: if you can't visit harlem, in new york city, maybe you'll be lucky and harlem will come to you
Dr. Headphones: jp: not a sports fan here
Bambi: and drove through it then on to michigan
Johnny Piano: Okay, it's just a MASH riff
Cease: yes, max klinger always longing for toledo
Cease: went to the real one in spain recently.
Dr. Headphones: michigan now has dem gov and rep house/senate, i predict gridlock for 3 more years
MoonGoon: No, it's a real place... Jamie Farr is entombed there, in a jar of hot sauce.
Johnny Piano: real what, Cat
Bambi: we will be making the trek up to MI again in a week or so
Cease: holy toledo!
Cease: lotsa el greco
Cease: lotsa el greco
Cease: nearly enough good food
Dr. Headphones: jp: i like mash, but didn't remember that one. klinger did mention tony's on the show once, though, and they have an autographed hot dog bun from him
Johnny Piano: Oh, holy frijole
Dr. Headphones: bambi: alert me on your route before you do, maybe could meet you for lunch or dinner if you're anywhere close
Johnny Piano: What, no Dali?
Merlyn: that's a pretty hard bun
Dr. Headphones: no dali, my watch melted
Cease: no dial?
Johnny Piano: that stinks
Dr. Headphones: merlyn: i think they lacquer them first, or something. they are very shiny looking and no mold on them
Dexter Fong: no tone?
Bambi: sounds good ken ... we will be camping our way up there ... going to New River Gorge NP
MoonGoon: a dali sandwich at this hour? I'll be having nightmares while I'm wide awake!
Merlyn: dipped in frisco
Dr. Headphones: is that in michigan? i've only been here 15 years and hardly ever got off the beaten path
Bambi: and then on ward to stop to visit some folks along the way ... got a place to pitch a tent LOL!
Dr. Headphones: moon: not to mention that caffeine i slipped you
Johnny Piano: Stop beating the path!
Cease: the ones the kudzu didnt get?
Dr. Headphones: well, i've got a fenced back yard
Bambi: actually New River Gorge NP is on the way in West Virginia
Dexter Fong: How much did you get for it?
Dave: I'll be going, got shit to do, talk to you all next week
Dr. Headphones: you would like my air mattress on the living room floor much better, though, i'm sure
Dave: byebye
||||||||| "11:33 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dave, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Merlyn: bye dave
Dexter Fong: Night Dave
Johnny Piano: Nite, Dave
Dr. Headphones: later, dave, be good
Cease: by dave
Johnny Piano: by george
Bambi: sounds like a nice place to crash ken :)
MoonGoon: I'm counting on someone to roll a couple bummers for that long day's journey into night...
Cease: by gorge? is it for sale?
Johnny Piano: Not here, I'm high on the real thing!
Dexter Fong: The price of gorge is rising
Cease: the real holy toledo?
Johnny Piano: No, that was Norge...
Dr. Headphones: brb, ggp
MoonGoon: You're not one of those butter freaks, are you?
Dexter Fong: ggp?
Merlyn: I think the phrase is "entirely toledo"
Cease: butters, you'll never replace kenny
Dexter Fong: ah Think i got it
Johnny Piano: The church of Marlon Oleo Brando
Cease: the rain in spain stays mainly in the plane
Dexter Fong: Subcontracted the sprinkler job did they?
Bambi: LOL ... actually New River Gorge is an amazing NP ... totally isolated and the river runs around a raised area ... like some ancient plateau
Cease: Sal Brando, Oakland player?
MoonGoon: I knew it... a lavish spread if ever i saw one.
Cease: sounds mayan, bambi
Johnny Piano: Sounds like a crock to me
Dexter Fong: Sounds like A440 to me
MoonGoon: Awk awk..
Bambi: yeah, it is fantastic ... it is supposed to be some really unique formation
Johnny Piano: Are you in tune, Dex
Cease: by the way bambi, i may have sent you my mayan play. maybe i sent it to someone else. who can remember?
MoonGoon: What do you mayan by that?
Bambi: cool, if you did that would be great cat
Cease: like the tom waits line about getting up at the crack of noon
Dexter Fong: JP: I'm in tune with the men already dead who played in the big bands of america
Cease: gettin in tune with the strait and narrow
Johnny Piano: Excuse me while I set up the other rig with proTools so I can filter my voice...
Dexter Fong realizes JP had another rig...a big mother Keenilworth
Johnny Piano: Yeah, it looks just like the icon!
Dexter Fong: ....and the terrible chat drought continues
Johnny Piano: Besides it sounds cooler than me cupping my hands...
Dexter Fong: JP: Reading you 4x4 Big Daddy
Johnny Piano: I'll ask this again since it never was answered...did anyone else notice that Laugh's disc of How Time Flys is a CD-R?
Dexter Fong: Haven't got it yet JP, although it's on order
Cease: just famished my panini
MoonGoon: Is that a panini neck?
Johnny Piano: Got mine Saturday, ordered it immediately after receiving the list update...
Dexter Fong: Just fetished my paganini
Cease: they're updating paninis?
Cease: this one was greek
Bambi: is it in .cda format or .mp3 JP?
Johnny Piano: Sounds like a Stradavarian fetish...
Dexter Fong: JP: YOu bet! The DevilMaster
Cease: and swum the english channel
Johnny Piano: The CD-R is red book format...just not a replication, but rather a burn.
Bambi: well, that will work :)
Cease: if she burns, she's a witch
Dexter Fong: If she sinks, she's not
MoonGoon: So if the disc floats...
Johnny Piano: Well, sure it works - but I'd rather have a replication...it's not that expensive.
Dexter Fong: If she turns you into a newt, she is...and you are
Bambi: yeah, real catch 22 there, huh? (witch)
Johnny Piano: I got better...
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Really...much worse than the glass ceiling
Bambi: LOL
Johnny Piano: Hey, that reminds me - new 2-disc Meaning Of Life DVD out Sept. 2
MoonGoon: Foing! I now have a third arm... (that coffee is really SOMETHING!)
Bambi: that's a fun movie
Dexter Fong: It's spelled Fong, not Foing
Cease: dex foing? you've grown a new "i"
Dexter Fong: It's my third one....today
MoonGoon: That's a sound effect...
Bambi: in the middle of his forehead?
Johnny Piano: Yeah, I'll never forgot seeing it immediately after dining at a smorgasbord
Cease: the pythongs mastered the visual realm far more than the firesigns
Dr. Headphones: ok, i'm back. (and i'm bootiful)
Cease: not surprising, considering they came from bbc and that cultural support
Johnny Piano: So glad you're back, Uncle Tom
Bambi: always nice to have a fresh boot
Dr. Headphones: my boots aren't fresh
Cease: where as the firesigns had to fight against that hollywood system (see zachariah, or no, stay blind)
Johnny Piano: There's also a Special Collectors Edition DVD of Holy Grail scheduled for September, although I don't know what's different from the last one
Bambi: throw a little baking soda in 'em ... nobody'll notice LOL
Cease: hey could mock it in dwarf, etc, but never join it or benefit from it as the pythons did
Dexter Fong: One thing in Zaharia is the Elvin Jones drum solo
MoonGoon: notihn like a good reboot to freshen the electrons...
Dr. Headphones: jp: it's REALLY holy, blessed by the pope himself
Johnny Piano: Maybe some Chapman ashes?
Dexter Fong: JP: And there's only a few Nazi's in it
Dr. Headphones: alternate version: mullah omar pronounces a fatwa against monty python and all those other serpents too
Cease: elvin jones hung out at my fave jazz kissaten in tokyo. much better reference than zacharaiah
Johnny Piano: Sign me up for THAT
Bambi: JimmyLee (ah,clem) will be presenting "Tale of the Giant Rat of Sumatra" on "A Few Minutes with Firesign Theatre Saturday around 9pm on Skybird Radio
Cease: good to hear, bambi
Dexter Fong: Well, Cat; true but then I wasn't in Japan so there =PPPPPPPPPP
Bambi: should be fun
Dr. Headphones: all hail jimmy lee!
Bambi :)
Dexter Fong: Bambi: How long is that "Few MInutes"?
Cease: nice seeing coltrane's signature on the wall
Johnny Piano: All hail Marx and Lennon
Bambi: oh, about as long as it takes LOL
Johnny Piano: (drumming fingers)....dead air....
Dexter Fong: 'ere's no echo in here
Bambi: if you miss Saturday night, it generally is re-aired on Sunday about the same time.
Cease: not being in japan is something to be hailed
Cease: like not having cancer
Johnny Piano: Hail not being in japan!
Bambi: dead air ... where?
Dexter Fong: Thanks Bambi....btw.....not too interested in my Shep story, huh? =))))
Dr. Headphones: bambi: missed last week totally. went out to eat one night, had company the other
Bambi: yes I am :)
Bambi: email you ... I forgot ... been real busy this week sorry
Dexter Fong: You know where to find my, Bambi =)
Dexter Fong: me
MoonGoon: urrrgg... my butter half is flipping the loonie light on and off, which means it's pumpkin time for me.
Johnny Piano: Actually, I'm in Japan on some of those little silver discs...
MoonGoon: Typing in the dark is just nert own
Dr. Headphones: moon: hurry back when you can't stay so long ;)
Cease: yes, they do travel
Dexter Fong: JP: YOu're an alien?
Johnny Piano: Don't jack your lantern, MG
Bambi: see ya later MG
Cease: buttered half? like last tango?
Dexter Fong: Night Moon
Johnny Piano: Why do you think I play the piano?
MoonGoon: Aye kent sea...
Dr. Headphones: go, marlon!
Dexter Fong: He said tango....huh huh huh huh
Johnny Piano: more like a bolero
MoonGoon: Whars that little chromium... swit--
||||||||| Around 11:56 PM, MoonGoon walks off into the sunset...
Cease: a bolero sete
Dexter Fong: or if you prefer, we have the habanera in a light whine sauce with plenty of capers
Bambi: email on the way Dex ;)
Johnny Piano: I think MG needs to oil the tonewheels on that ol' organ
Dexter Fong: Okat Bambi..will reply when I get some time, it's not all that long, but needs careful, shep-like phrasing =)
Bambi: heard that ... will await when it is ready ;)
Dr. Headphones: well, dear friends, almost midnight here, think i'll do the pumpkin thing too. ttfn
Bambi: ttfn to you too Ken
Bambi: hope to see ya tomorrow night if you can stop by :)
||||||||| Dr. Headphones rushes off, saying "11:58 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Johnny Piano: I sense it slowing down - good night Doc
Dexter Fong: Night Ken and may Helen Hayes lift you off to sweet thunder..er well! rushed right off
Cease: ken fleeth?
Johnny Piano: Anyone here into indie old school rock, visit my band site at http://www.theoohs.com
Bambi: yeah
Dexter Fong: He hath the golden fleeth
Johnny Piano: We sound like a mutant cross of Beatles, Queen, ELO & Cheap Trick
Dexter Fong: BQELOCT. great name for a band =)
Cease: looks very indie, johnny
||||||||| 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..
Johnny Piano: Perhaps some fleeth pray?
Dexter Fong: Im Jonesin' for some indie
Johnny Piano: Yeah, it's indeed indie. But the music is better than the site...I didn't design that.
Dexter Fong: Oh, pray not m'lord lest ye get what thee asketh for
Cease: i was in a record store in berkely recently, i think it was called Rasputins. it was mostly indie discs
Cease: a few firesigns
Bambi: thanks JP
Johnny Piano: There's a lot of indie music - online you should go to CD Baby
Cease: its an indie world
Johnny Piano: And gettin' moreso everyday
Dexter Fong: everybody they're own band
Cease: their own speckles
Johnny Piano: But do they really play...or do they program?
Bambi: definitely getting more so every day ... boycotting the big 5 and have been since the RIAA shutdown Napster.
Dexter Fong: Oh! Well done Cat =))
Merlyn: I'm going to take off, bye all
Johnny Piano: Legends in our own minds
Dexter Fong: Good Night Merlyn
Johnny Piano: Bye Merl - nice to meet ya.
Cease: works for me, johnny
Bambi: night Merlyn
Cease: by merl
||||||||| Merlyn runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 12:05 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Johnny Piano: Compared to some of the "legends" out there, I like my own mind...
Cease: forgot to thank him for rev barnstormer latest, i'm sure taped at convergence
Johnny Piano: That was funny...Barnstormer I mean.
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Where's ah tonight?
Bambi: he's now asleep LOL ... he was working on electronics earlier
Cease: yeah, merl is great for extracting new stuff from firesigns for the site
Bambi: will be here next week :)
Dexter Fong: Ah...bionic is he?
Bambi: then we had thunderstorms and he never got his 'puter back on ... he was too tired.
Dexter Fong: Poor baby =))
Johnny Piano: Well, it was fun tonight - glad I finally tried it out. I'm gonna call it a night. Nice to meet you all!
Bambi: LOL ... actually he's an electronics technician
Dexter Fong: Night Johnny
Bambi: and Linux guru :)
Dexter Fong: Glad you stopped by
Johnny Piano: Cheers...
Cease: by johnny
||||||||| "12:08 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Johnny Piano, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Bambi: night JP
Dexter Fong: Think it's time here too as we've slipped into the midnight hour
Cease: off we go then
Dexter Fong: See yah next time dear friends
Bambi: yep ... night cat and dex :)
Bambi: see ya next time dear friends too :)
Cease: thanks for nice note, bambi
Bambi: you are very welcome cat :)
Bambi: night :)
||||||||| Bambi departs at 12:10 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dave close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 1:05 AM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Dave: ah, everyone left, I thought I'd come by and see who was here, no one is, and I've gotta be going anyway, goodbye
||||||||| At 1:06 AM, Dave vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| 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 exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
Hopalong Yämamøto
Johnny Piano
Mr. Motion
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Rest In Peace,
Dear Friend