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 August 21, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 21, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Merlyn LeRoy', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Merlyn LeRoy: Sorry I'm late, I was in prison.
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (9:04 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn LeRoy: hey ll
llanwydd: I'll just have some tea if you don't mind
Merlyn LeRoy: ga hed
llanwydd: nobody would even think of coming here before 9
llanwydd: bad form
||||||||| Outside, the 9:07 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: as do I
llanwydd: not again!
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: Always
Merlyn LeRoy: look, I go to all the trouble to allow bizarre characters like ¥åmämátø, and then you don't use them
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: sorry
Merlyn LeRoy: not to be too diacritical...
llanwydd: I think Yamamate is Paraguayan or Argentine or something
Merlyn LeRoy: or a japanese admiral
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: Or something
||||||||| Outside, the 9:11 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Elayne: *cough cough*
Merlyn LeRoy: or a battleship
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: oi
Elayne: Evenin' all!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dead Fred', just granted probation at 9:12 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Elayne is multi-tasking, beefing up her Amazon wish list based on Robin's new "wants."
Merlyn LeRoy: hey E, DF
llanwydd: hi elayne
Elayne: Hey Fred!
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: Oi Phred
Dead Fred: High gang?
llanwydd: So Fred's still alive
Merlyn LeRoy: 6,000 feet above sea level
Merlyn LeRoy: that's 3000 people
Dead Fred: is he oh oh he's been trying to kill me
llanwydd: ...et's talk about yer car
llanwydd: you won't believe me when I tell you...
Dead Fred: it's a funny car she drives
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: It's screaming, Wash me please
||||||||| "9:15 PM? 9:15 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mr. Motion should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mr. Motion enters and sits on the couch.
Mr. Motion: Motion is here, people have no fear!
Elayne: Hey Mr. Motion!
Mr. Motion: Hay E!
Dead Fred: I fear loco motion
llanwydd: master of amazination
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: oiio
Elayne: I second that E, Motion.
Mr. Motion: My own process Ilanwydd
llanwydd: multiple rebendables
Mr. Motion: M R's
||||||||| Dave sneaks in around 9:17 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: dave
llanwydd: Hey Dave
Dave: yeah well...
Merlyn LeRoy: hey mr m, dave
Mr. Motion: Dave's knot here!
Elayne: Hello Dave!
Mr. Motion: Mer how ya bend?
Dave: yes he is
Dave proceeds across the room with his cane rapidly moving for no particular reason
llanwydd: Mr. Motion, is your name also Dave?
Mr. Motion: Ah nope, some call me Tim the enchanter!
Dead Fred: I'm busy stereo typing,left keyboard for nouns right for verbs
llanwydd: Thought you might be someone I knew
Elayne: Ow, you hit me with your rapidly-moving cane
Dave: Fred what about the versitile words, like um...
llanwydd: but i huess not
Elayne is extremely accident-prone this week.
Mr. Motion: Deaad Fred are you any kin to Dead Bob?
Dave: sorry E, tends to move too quickly for my knowing, free of charge though
Dead Fred: as a matter of fact yes
Mr. Motion: Kewl DF Bobs my hero!
Dead Fred: Bob was my old man and yes he's dead
Mr. Motion: If he now a puppet at festivals?
Dead Fred: Bob's god to some
Mr. Motion: er Is
Dave: bob?
Dead Fred: I'm bobbing now what?
Elayne: That's okay, Dave, I just stubbed my toe (in real life).
Elayne: I'm really not doing well this week. :)
Mr. Motion: Ouch E!
Elayne: Ouchie indeed.
Dead Fred: more E
Elayne: The back of my left hand is a lovely shade of purple from a bruise I got earlier this week.
Elayne: I was trying to move out of the way of somebody in a narrow aisle at a local deli.
Elayne: No good deed goes unpunished.
Dead Fred: from whos face?
Elayne: It raised a welt the size of a golf ball. I kept saying "cool!" as I put ice over it.
llanwydd: how many Yamamotos are going to show up tonight?
Mr. Motion: Anybody seen Mr. Muckle?
Elayne: Because of course the ice was cool.
Dead Fred: it's a big family
Dave: damn E, it's ok, I'm the most stable on my feet out of the syblings, both are prone to falling down or up stairs, something of which is a rarity
Dead Fred: you fell right over?
Merlyn LeRoy: it could be a yamamoto photo finish
Dave: rarity for me that is, and Ken hasn't shown up, odd
Mr. Motion: He's no fun he fell right over!
Dead Fred: did you say that on the...
llanwydd: ...he fer lite oval
Dead Fred: my suggestion unconsious village
Mr. Motion: Lazers leg in the air?
llanwydd: now its's morning
Dead Fred: with crome fend her dents
Dead Fred: they're not the cutest dents but they masticate
llanwydd: dental meditation?
Mr. Motion: I got caught Masicating as a child!
Dead Fred: dental mediation
Dead Fred: stop biting your sister
Mr. Motion: and finish you homework?
llanwydd: you seem to have ended the conversation
Dead Fred: was there a con verse ation
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: That was fast
Mr. Motion: Moi?
Dead Fred: that was your life
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: Bummer
Dead Fred: was watching a you bet your life video I have Grocho had the timing
Dave: you bet your life, hmmm...
Dead Fred: don't everyone speak at once it get's con fussing
Mr. Motion: Hmmmm pizza heap good Kemosabe
llanwydd: So where is everbody from?
Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto: Here
Dead Fred: there
llanwydd: I live in the north part of New York state
Merlyn LeRoy: Hey, the old Rhino Records gang reformed as "shout factory", and they're releasing new You Bet Your Life episodes on DVD: http://www.shoutfactory.com/
Mr. Motion: I don't exist I'm just a figment of your imagination!
Dead Fred: COOL
Dave: pizza, I like anchovies though, wonder why people don't, but I like salt a lot, gotta have my 2000 MGs of sodium every day
Merlyn LeRoy: "new" as in "old, but not available before"
Mr. Motion: Have you tried Rocky Rococo's anchovie eyes?
Dead Fred: Shadows and light was the first thing I saw. That was one hot band. thanks Mel
llanwydd: a small flat thing with eyes
||||||||| Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto rushes off, saying "9:37 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dead Fred: Shadows and light was the first thing I saw. That was one hot band. thanks Mel
Elayne: Sausages with eyes?
Mr. Motion: I like a nice Ma rainy Mole skin cockie myself. Eat'm, wipe'em off and eat'em again! Yum yum!
llanwydd: So where's everybody from, or do we know
Merlyn LeRoy: And here's an old Coca-Cola ad with a swastika motif: http://www.heathenworld.com/swastika/coke.html
||||||||| Outside, the 9:39 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving ah,clem coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
llanwydd: howdy clem
ah,clem: hello Dear friends,
Merlyn LeRoy: hey ah, clem
Mr. Motion: Merl they're still using swastikas in China!
ah,clem: very tired, but poped in to say hi to all,
Elayne: I'm from Blackout Land!
Mr. Motion: Hi ah, clem?
Elayne: Hey ah clem!
Merlyn LeRoy: yep: http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_775737.html
Merlyn LeRoy: now the choice is new coke, old coke, or nazi coke
Merlyn LeRoy: "have a coke and a heil"
Mr. Motion: Il in answer to your many questions suburban Detroit
Elayne: It's the really, really white Coke.
||||||||| Ham and Eggs Yamamoto waltzes in at 9:41 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
ah,clem: sniff sniff
Merlyn LeRoy: cherry aryan coke
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: mmmm
Dead Fred: hey are those green eggs?
ah,clem: more sugar
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: you bet
Merlyn LeRoy: ham and organ
Merlyn LeRoy: just like in theatres
Elayne: I know NOTHING about green eggs, NOTHING! I was only following customers' ORDERS!
Mr. Motion: Ah the glory of food! MOre Sugar Foundation ah, clem?
Dead Fred: oooh but I ate them sam I am
Merlyn LeRoy: awright, lt. schwarz and egger
||||||||| Dr. Headphones enters at 9:43 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: That's a wurlitzer organ
ah,clem: Merlyn Leroy at his organ again....
Merlyn LeRoy: I've been caught masticating
ah,clem: hi Ken
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: If you don't stop it you'll go blind
Merlyn LeRoy: don't let dave see you hear that
ah,clem: just don't chew
Dave: hey there Ken
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends
Merlyn LeRoy: hey 'phonez
Mr. Motion: Hi Dr. H?
Dead Fred: hey doc
Dave: hey, to the group assembled at large, or small depending, but I need musical advice...again
Elayne: Hey Ken!
Merlyn LeRoy: AAAaaaa
ah,clem: da fa,, da da
Dr. Headphones: ah, clem: i got linux problems, can we meet in private, another room, perhaps?
Merlyn LeRoy: that's the usual punchline to "give me an A"
Dead Fred: do do do
Merlyn LeRoy: use the kennels, the other rooms do funny stuff to your text
Dead Fred: done done done
Dr. Headphones: merl: what room do you suggest for a tek-tawk?
Dr. Headphones: thank you, anticipated my question
Merlyn LeRoy: I actually read your mind; nino's been giving me lessons
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: good reading?
Merlyn LeRoy: kinda like TV Guide, actually
Dead Fred: riding the reading
Dr. Headphones: if you're reading my mind, you must have at least a 2nd grade edjikashun
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Like anne coulter
Dr. Headphones: yam: no cursing, please! coulter is a naughty word in my vocabulary
Merlyn LeRoy: I hear she's starting a peppy music group "Up With Blacklisting"
Dr. Headphones: ah, clem/jim: are you listening/reading?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I read her mind, too two seconds and I had time for coffee
Mr. Motion: It's not nice to make fun of the mentally handicapped Ham!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: It is if they're brownshirts
Merlyn LeRoy: a mentally handicapped ham?
Merlyn LeRoy: oh, reagan
Dave: hey, I'm debating whether to get the Anthology of Paul Butterfield, I figured this would be the place to ask if it was a worthy purchase
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Anne Coulter in a vcan
Dead Fred: Yes buy it
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Is reagan dead yet?
ah,clem: getting sleeply, but, yes Ken, it you can wait for me to notice, I can make an irc room. irc.equnet.org #linux
Dr. Headphones: dave, not much advice from me, i know only the name, not the work
Mr. Motion: I ccan't tell you what Annh is as long as there is a lady present!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Dave, buy it
Merlyn LeRoy: clem, you can just move to the kennels using the pulldown menu
Dr. Headphones: clem: we can just adjourn to the kennels here, select it from the "send to all" window
||||||||| Dr. Headphones, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Kennels.
llanwydd: What's the Paul anthology?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Puttin on the dog, eh?
||||||||| ah,clem, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Kennels.
Mr. Motion: He must be ham they named a carrier after him. The USS Dementia!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto put on a dog once, it was ill fitting and moved too much
Dave: yam you have this one? I just need opinions, that's all
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Physically, I meant
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Not handy
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: But I would go for it
||||||||| 9:55 PM -- ah,clem enters.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
llanwydd: testing
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: You fassed
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: gassed
ah,clem: just lurking, talking to Dr. headphones...
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: what a gas you passed
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Aha
Merlyn LeRoy: ok, but if you're not in the kennels, you can't hear him.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: what?
Mr. Motion: Squeeze him again and maybe he'll pass another one?
ah,clem: using irc Merl
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: ort not
Merlyn LeRoy: oh
Dave: he's in two places, ooooooo, aaaaaaaaaa
Dead Fred: take the banana out of your ears and you can hear him. see
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I'm always in two places
Merlyn LeRoy: I can't place you
Dead Fred: place me place me
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: My guidence concillor said that
||||||||| "I'm going to The Kennels" says ah,clem, and leaves.
llanwydd: Anybody hear Firesign on the radio lately?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: not I
||||||||| Dr. Headphones walks in and says "It's 9:58 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: But I don't do NPR
Merlyn LeRoy: I heard the web program, but that's old stuff
Dead Fred: I listened to 3 days of AM radio and survived
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Saskacat', just granted probation at 9:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Saskacat: greetings from saskatoon
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: We actually have AM stations that play music here, fancy that
Dead Fred: howdy
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: oi
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dr. Headphones - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dead Fred: running back to
Elayne: Hi Cat! What are you doing in Sask?
Saskacat: gain one, lose one
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: The plauge is suitably icky
Saskacat: el, we're here making a flick
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: He's a Nazi hunter
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: Wow, sounds exciting! Can you tell us about it or is it still a secret?
Dead Fred: dose he wear a bagel for protection
Saskacat: was counting on deep blue skies but they're all grey cuz of the forest fires back in BC, several hours away by jet
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: What's to film in Sask?
: how did dr. headphones die of the plague?
||||||||| Dr. Headphones sneaks in around 10:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Merlyn LeRoy: must be my buggy reaper again
Dr. Headphones: i came back, just didn't say anything
Saskacat: it's called Little Wings and it's about the first time I hitch hiked, which was in August, 1970, when I was a student at the University in this very city. did some filming at the campus this morning
Merlyn LeRoy: who asked "how did dr. headphones die of the plague?" ?
Elayne: A straight docu?
Saskacat: i may die of the west nile plague. the flies are everywhere, but thankfully no mosquito bites YET
Elayne: Or fictionalized autobiography?
Dr. Headphones: merl: i asked, but i guess i wasn't really there?
Saskacat: no, its in the way of a children's story-fairy tale kinda thing
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Winnie the Pooh?
Merlyn LeRoy: right, I thought it was you, but your second-person phrasing confused me
Saskacat: its the next generation of evolution for Seem Real Theatre
Merlyn LeRoy: I think you got reaped because you left the room and the reaper thought you hadn't done anything for too long somehow
Dr. Headphones: ahem, i think that's 3rd person phrasing. i learned it from bob dole
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Second Story man
llanwydd: Midge, Midge, Midge, Midge, Midge is that you?
Dead Fred: Ure
Saskacat: lots of reaping going on in sask rightnow
Elayne: That sounds so neat, Cat!
Elayne: Not the reaping, the fairy-tale thingie...
Saskacat: i think you'll enjoy it, el, i know I will
Dr. Headphones: the reaper has no idea what i do when i leave the room. if he had a hidden camera, he'd learn all sorts of goodies about me ;)
Saskacat: i'm just glad this hotel has a computer they'll let me use, if only for half an hour
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Are they reaping what they sew?
Dr. Headphones: cat: they ration their computer time to guests?
Dead Fred: reaping what they sue?
Saskacat: yep
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: only in the US
Saskacat: have i missed any firesign news?
Dr. Headphones: no, the terrible news drought continues.....
Dead Fred: sask usa did I miss an invation
Merlyn LeRoy: In October, I'll be in London for one thursday; I'll try to make the chat, or at least write something during that day
Dead Fred: the beagles have landed
Dr. Headphones: i think ah, clem fell asleep. went to kennel, he suggested meeting on irc, he pinged out
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Who gave snoopy a pilot's licence?
Dr. Headphones: the red baron was in on that, yam
Mr. Motion: It's that time again. Mr. Birdseed Go To Press! G'nite Y'all!
Saskacat: it was good to hear him play Dear friends 6 last weekend
Mr. Motion: http://issuesandalibis.org
Dr. Headphones: later, ernie
Saskacat: i wonder why he or fran never announce their shows on alt.comedy.firesign
Mr. Motion: Late Doc.
||||||||| Mr. Motion runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mr. Motion?! It's 10:09 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Saskacat: by mr. motion. have no fear
Merlyn LeRoy: they put a msg in the mindless fellowship pavilion, and I sent out a msg to the email list
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Saskacat: good work, merl
Dead Fred: oooh jaundice that stinks
Dr. Headphones: mr. motion turned yellow on us
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:11 PM and Mudhead steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Saskacat: hi mud
Mudhead: That damm Catherwood
Mudhead: Hi All
Dr. Headphones: hi mud
Merlyn LeRoy: ah nuts, clem shouldn't have been reaped, either.
||||||||| ah,clem has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:12 PM.
Dr. Headphones: clem fell asleep, i think
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: oi Mud
Dr. Headphones: he's back!
ah,clem: dialup dot me,
Dr. Headphones: he fell asleep on irc and got reaped, er, pinged
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: He was doin it w/the dawgs
Mudhead: I fell asleep today and the ambulance showed up!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: That's scary
Saskacat: hi ah. good to hear dear friends on your show last week. are you going to play let's eat next?
Merlyn LeRoy: but he still shouldn't have gotten reaped, he was still refreshing a page
Mudhead: Woke up with a medic lookin at me
Merlyn LeRoy: also, I think it didn't remove his name from the list.. oh well, my problem
llanwydd: where can I get some of those tapes?
Mudhead: Scoth?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Scotch?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: ha!
Mudhead: Scotch?
Saskacat: you can record ah clem's show off the computer-radio, llan
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Just hook the Wire recorder up in the back
Dead Fred: meanwhile...
Mudhead: Beat me to the Scotch will ya
llanwydd: well, I can try. Do you know if it's possible to do it with webtv?
Dave: damn I keep missing the broadcasts, always doing other shit
Dead Fred: don't bite your sister
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: What is w/all this dental imagery?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto hats dentistes
Mudhead: Thats 69cent bar scotch
Saskacat: if they dont chew, their teeth grow through their brains
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto bets Osama woulda been a dentist
Dr. Headphones: it ain't 12 year old single malt at that price!
Dead Fred: he was bi molar
Merlyn LeRoy: sex and the single malt
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: No, it's been married 7 times before
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: and every one was a Henery
Dead Fred: never was a willy perish the thought
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto trades a molar of 69 cent bar scotch for 3 beakers of Chemicals
Merlyn LeRoy: Married Mr. O'Meal, didn't she?
Saskacat: groundskeeper willy?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Happy O'Meal, the town drunk
llanwydd: that's fair trade!
Dead Fred: willy the worthog
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dead Fred: he's dead again
Elayne: I was almost dead, but I got better.
Saskacat: good to hear, el
Elayne: Sorry, away from keyboard for awhile.
Dead Fred: not me
Merlyn LeRoy: the reaper man will get you
Mudhead: Hi Elayne
Saskacat: i've been enjoying your blog, when i'm in vancouver
Elayne: Oh, hi Mudhead!
Elayne: Thanks Cat! I think I need to add more Canadian Content, though...
Mudhead: Long tyme no type
Merlyn LeRoy: I think I know a big part of the problem...
: reap this
Saskacat: i'm not all that content, but i'll do what i can
Elayne: Everyone's already talked about the "US will never take the blame" remark, so I'll need something else.
Dr. Headphones: looks like ah, clem had a comment for you :)
||||||||| Outside, the 10:22 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Bubbas A Bum coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Elayne: Indeed, Mudhead. Thrilled to see you again!
Dead Fred: Well houses to haunt have a great evening all I must be off
Mudhead: Is it true you can do weed in Canada
Bubbas A Bum: Hallelujah, I'm a Bum!
Saskacat: i can do weed anywhere. i'ts highly portable
Mudhead: but is it legal?
Dr. Headphones: hey bubba
Bubbas A Bum: Hey, all
Saskacat: unfortunately, in saskatchewan, it is only weeds, unlike my beauteous BC
Elayne: Ah, I return and everyone starts leaving...
Elayne: Must be because I bogarted...
Mudhead: not I dear
Saskacat: court in ontario said yes. courts in 2 other provinces agreeed. in BC they just stopped charring anyone a few years ago. feds keep trying to recriminalize but they may not succeed
Dr. Headphones: elayne, i'm not going anywhere. it's raining here and i want to stay inside
Bubbas A Bum: I'm not leaving, I just c-c-c-c-came!
Mudhead: Seriously Cat, is marijuana legal now in Canada?
Saskacat: alas, my 30 minutes of infamy are up.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: All libs are going to Canada to smoke dope
Elayne: It's decrim, right?, which is slightly different than being legal.
Saskacat: mudhead, some courts say yes, some no.
Mudhead: But for medicinal use?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Snakebite Medicine
Elayne: I dunno, if I were going to another country just to smoke dope I'd probably opt for the Netherlands.
Mudhead: i'd nreed brownies
Mudhead: i cant fly
Saskacat: suprme court supposed to make final decision at the end of the year. then the govt can write new law or just let the legalization (NOT decriminalization) stand, if they can stand up to GW Bush
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Browwnies are a tasty treat. Melts in yr mind not in yr hand
Elayne: Ah, sorry Cat, I did think it was decrim. I should pay closer attention. :) See, this is why my blog needs more Canadian Content.
Saskacat: i'm being ejected from the computer by yet another paying guest. see you all next weed, er, week
Dr. Headphones: gw is out to rule the world
Mudhead: i'm told u could make oil from weed and mix with food
Elayne: Everybody wants to rule the world.
Bubbas A Bum: You can't fly, MH? Try the brownies.
Elayne: Bye Cat!
Mudhead: next week cat ciao
Bubbas A Bum: Bye, Cat.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: by cat
Merlyn LeRoy: bye cat
Dr. Headphones: later, kitty cat
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: BUY! Cat!
Mudhead: Lung problems Bubba, sorry but i'm bummed
Merlyn LeRoy: I think I've fixed the reaper; it was actually changing rooms that confused things if your name had a space or a non-ascii character
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: not good
Merlyn LeRoy: or anything that rawurlencode needed to munge
Bubbas A Bum: Hey, can't have too many bums here!
Mudhead: if we all go over there quickly ----->
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Mud COPD?
Mudhead: We'd have a bums rush
Dr. Headphones: LAPD?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto hopes to hell not
Mudhead: yeah, Ham
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Mark Furman?
Bubbas A Bum: As of Tuesday, I officially became a bum.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Aw jesus, sorry
Elayne: I think I'll be moseying as well. See you next week, folks!
Mudhead: Asbestosis from submarine building
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Thank you, US govt!
||||||||| Elayne departs at 10:29 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dr. Headphones: g'nite, e
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: BUY! Elaine?
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dead Fred - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bubbas A Bum: TTFN, E
Mudhead: I'm due new lungs, i'm officially on list
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong in through the front door at 10:30 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: That works fairly well, but don't get the chinese models
Dexter Fong: Where did dexter go when the lights went off
Mudhead: i'm not eating well,thought weed might help
Merlyn LeRoy: probably won't hurt
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Seriously, I know a guy who got new lungs and it really improved his quality of life
Bubbas A Bum: Iron?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: You need to eat
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Lung transplant
Dexter Fong: But what kind of chicks did he attract Yam?
Dr. Headphones: hi dex
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: oi DF
Dexter Fong: Hiya Kend^
Dexter Fong: and Oi back to you MY
Dr. Headphones: i see you survived the great blechout of '03
Mudhead: Yam it worked ?
Bubbas A Bum: bleachout?
Dexter Fong: I coulda done it with my eyes closed Ken
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I did some tank hauling that night
Dr. Headphones: yeah, bubba, dex is a blonde now
Dexter Fong: And I'm having a lot more fun
||||||||| 10:34 PM: klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Whatta Bombshell!
Bubbas A Bum: blonde on bloned?
Dexter Fong: Hey Klok
Dr. Headphones: the tv news led me to believe that i dnd't have power either, but it didn't get this far west
Dr. Headphones: hi klok
Dexter Fong: Hiya Bubba
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: evenin'
Dexter Fong: and Merl and Cat and Mud
Bubbas A Bum: Hey, dex
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: power has been lost again? Acme must be behind this!
Dave: brb for a bit, gonna do some researching
||||||||| Dave leaves to catch the 10:35 PM train to Hellmouth.
Dr. Headphones: well, klok, i clobbered my mandrake! who says you can't crash linux
Dexter Fong: Acme = American Canned Metal Extrusion
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: i crashed Red Hat once
Dexter Fong: I crashed into a red cap once at the train station
Dr. Headphones: i overran my disk space and when i tried to expand it, i can't log in now
Bubbas A Bum: Crashed Red Hat... but that's one of the fanciest restaurants.....
Dexter Fong: And there's luggage all over the highway in Mystic Conn>
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yes, but watch out for the Red Shirt Pashtuns!
Dexter Fong: Red Shirt Pashtuns; they can't kill until next season
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: you used partition magic or the Low Priced Spread?
Dr. Headphones: bubba: do you mean brown derby?
Dr. Headphones: klok: i have driveworks, same general thing as partition magic
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yep, margarine is the same general thing as butter... ;-)
Dexter Fong: Merl: Has the latest series of worms, viruses etc. bothered you at all?
Bubbas A Bum: Partician Magic?
Dexter Fong: Patrician Magic
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: no, by the price, Patrician Magic
Bubbas A Bum: I got blasted!
Merlyn LeRoy: not at home, I have a mac
Bubbas A Bum: (and I got a virus too)
Dr. Headphones: guys, i am in a storm here, and roof started leaking. i'm bye-bye for now
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it's only called Partition Magic in the Raj
Merlyn LeRoy: some virus updates at work (lockheed martin)
||||||||| Dr. Headphones rushes off, saying "10:39 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Merlyn LeRoy: bye phones
Dexter Fong: Nght Ken, stay above the high water mark
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg is listening to Skunk Works at the moment, Meryl
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: If you spork up Linux or NT there is something you can do
Dexter Fong: sprok?
Dexter Fong: spork?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: http://trinityhome.org/trk/
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: the guy on Star Trek?
Dexter Fong: Spork = Synthetic Pork
Dexter Fong: The other other white meat
Bubbas A Bum: That explains the vulcan handshake -- it works as a spoon and a fork!
Dexter Fong: lol Bubba
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: ham -- or use the Knoppix CD
Bubbas A Bum: Thank you, thank you. Don't forget to tip your waitress.
Dexter Fong: Gratuity Included
Mudhead: Stop it!
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: is that like dwarf tossing, bubba?
Mudhead: Your hurting me!
Dexter Fong: Appreciation exclud3d
Mudhead: Its too funny...
Dexter Fong: Waitress Tipping
Mudhead: spork
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: ooh, Dex doing leetspeek! Cuhl!
Dexter Fong: They dress up like cows
Bubbas A Bum: Only on the dance floor....
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: and bleans?
Merlyn LeRoy: they're Pushovers
Dexter Fong: Doing the CowPie Boogie
Mudhead: you've had enough beans boys
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: my first girlfriend used to wear pushovers
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: And Bobby Sox?
Bubbas A Bum: sucha pushover.....
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: no, I think it was Jerry Castle after awhile, Ham
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Topheavy prolly
Dexter Fong: Sasha Pushover, Russion Agent
Mudhead: Your papers please
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: They're our friends now
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: no, it was Jerry, Ham. Topheavy was in the backfield on the football team, but wasn't all that popular
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Hairy and ugly prolly
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Palooka Joe
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: or...
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: no, he was nearly bald at 16, Ham
Dexter Fong: Americas only Heavyweight
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Palooka Jesus!
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: and had a worse beard than Nixon
Bubbas A Bum: Bazooka Jesus?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Needed the Noreco Lawnmower then
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: LOL
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I'm going to stael that
Dexter Fong: Noreco?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Norelco
Dexter Fong: NorthAmerican Economic Organization
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Wasn't that Norwegan Electrical Company?
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: north american philips electric company to you, sir!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: oho
Dexter Fong: That's NAPEC, Klok
Bubbas A Bum: Oh my god... little Bazooka Jesus comics around really bad bubble gum. I claim the copyright on the idea (if only to prevent anyone from actuallyd doing it)
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: a prolly owned subsistence of philips gloielampfabriken of eindhoven
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: It's done already
Dexter Fong: Nice Klok: Can't tell the typos from the foreign speak
Bubbas A Bum: Don't tell me... the watchtower folks....
Dexter Fong: Bob Dylan?
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Jimmy Hendrix?
Bubbas A Bum: All along the Watchtower... we were reading these little pamphlets.....
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: those are malpropishisms, Dex
Dexter Fong: Klok: They certainly are
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Saskacat - dead from The Plague
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: didn't Sylvia Plath write that, Bubbas?
Dexter Fong: I think the "Reaper" outta be more up to date with his diseases, i.e. Sars, wEST nILE, ETC
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: so what had saskat to tell?
Dexter Fong: Dunno got here late Klok
Bubbas A Bum: naw.... Anne Sexton.
Merlyn LeRoy: I think I took them all from diseases mentioned in Beat the Reaper, plus the Fiddlers from BDB
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it wouldn't be in character, Dex ;-) Until the guys update the game
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: http://objective.jesussave.us/bazookajesuslarge.jpg
Dexter Fong: Klok and Merl: I don't think you ought to feel bound by tradition
Bubbas A Bum: Sorry, but non-html files may only be downloaded if linked to directly from the site hosting them. Please scroll all the way to the bottom of this page where you will find a link to the file you are looking for.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: i was watching the Al. Courthouse drama tonite and thinking, there but for the grace of god go the Taliban...
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: (speaking of being bound by tradition)
Dexter Fong: Don't you mean "Allah" Klok?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: ok go to http://objective.jesussave.us/index.html and look under Halloween Reclamation
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: kwd desperately calculates a way out of the box Dex has cornered him into...
Dexter Fong slips Klok a box cutter
Bubbas A Bum: ugh.... water mocassins.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I say Zoraster, meseelf
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: well, um, al lah means "the god", just like The Economist means...
Dexter Fong: And a Light goes on
Bubbas A Bum: Thus Spake Yamamoto
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Bubba, the rest of the site is screamingly funny
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I almost thought it was a joke
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg sings softly, and we all shine on...
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Except that the links are legit
Dexter Fong bathes in the light of the silvery Harvest....
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: that's what Nathan's and Pebble Beach, say, too, Ham
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Just confirms my theory that Comedy IS a force of nature
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Dex, if you turn off NYC again and run outside, you can bathe in the lite of...Mars!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Zondervan is for real, so is the American tract society
Dexter Fong: Klok: I don't want no more war anymore
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yes, it is the Quantum anti-force to Gravity, Ham
Dexter Fong sets the anti-comedy engines for "off"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: These pppl have a lot of naturally occuring Comedy atoms
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: hide on the 27th, Dex: http://ars.userfriendly.org/cartoons/?id=20030810&mode=classic
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Christ, you can;t make up shit this funny
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: bwhahahahahahaha
Dexter Fong: Scotty replies,"I'm laughing as fast as I can Cap'n"
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Cap'n, the writers can't take it anymore!
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Kirk: Scotty, you know Starfleet's Prime Directive - "You can't write a wrong"
Dexter Fong: Kirk responds,"That's very logical, and hence, not amusing"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: No more UNITARIAN writers, ether!
Dexter Fong: Spock interject, "That's my line you idiot"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Or so Kirk would respond as Kirk approaches Spock as a limit
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Spork?
Dexter Fong: The tribble with Sporks
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yeah, benjamin all day spork
Dexter Fong: they won't stay on your forks
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: (lonnie donnegan's unpopular follow-up to "Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Spork"
Dexter Fong goes in search of liquid dilithium crystal
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: )
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Watch out for Andorian Meth Labs
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: one must eventually balance out all parentheses, so says The Zen of C Coding
Bubbas A Bum unties his Kangaroo.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: They have 3 heads and 7 foot fangs
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: the Administration?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: No, they have pin heads and 1" penises
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: I thought it had three heads and seven footpads. Or, was that a Hemlock Stones mystery?
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Hell, the Administration is a Hemlock Stones mystery...
Dexter Fong returns with a Vulcan Masrtini and *three* zoftig alien chicks
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: zoftig?
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: zaftig?
Bubbas A Bum is going to move away from the screen for a while to watch "Queer Eye".
Dexter Fong: Zoftig
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Achtung Chucko, not THAT one
Dexter Fong: Don't let 'em touch you Bubba
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it can see you anywhere, Bubbas; there's no getting away from it
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it's on the back of our money now!
Dexter Fong: Mr. Nickie Danger, "Queer Eye"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: http://www.cactusgamedesign.com/board_games_bibleman.htm
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg has always felt that our currency should have a designation of which is front and back of a bill
||||||||| Dave enters at 11:07 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: he's back!
Dexter Fong: Klok: You seemed em puzzled by the term "zoftig"
Mudhead: Good Nite All
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: nite
Dexter Fong: Night Mud
Dave: AH HA! I sat on my pipe!
Merlyn LeRoy: jest fixin' things
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: nite mudhead
||||||||| Around 11:08 PM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset...
Dave: I've never listened to all of that yet, most of it though
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: I play 'way too little Scrabble, Dex
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Dave
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Ha! Dave's Still here!
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it's zaftig or nothing for me...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yiddish word meaning extraordinarily built womed: large curvaceous and voluptuos
Dexter Fong: wome
Dexter Fong: women
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: http://www.cactusgamedesign.com/video_angelwars_1.htm
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Goils, Dames
Dexter Fong: Foils, Fames
Merlyn LeRoy: the City of Bondage sounds interesting...
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yes, Dex, but I always used "zaftig", without the o...which has a certain roundness to it
Dexter Fong: Klok: I was pretty sure it was spelled with an "o" but you may be right
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I like "Share yr Faith w/Carved Vegatables"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I think it is Zoftig
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: i just checked, it's spelled...both ways. ah, those yids!
Dave: I'm lost
Dexter Fong: Dave: Set your course for the heart of the sun
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: zaftig is the dominant, according to the American Heritage (in all its WASP glory): http://www.bartleby.com/61/13/Z0021300.html
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: bah
Dexter Fong: Klok: I only accept the OED definition
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: humbug!
Dexter Fong: Blatherskite
Dave: the heart of the sun through interstellar space on the sun ship
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg reaches for his OED and the bookcase tips over on him...
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Our allowing little bits of filth into our lives is just like boiling live frogs. You see, if you try dumping them into the boiling water, they will, of course, jump out. But, if you place them in cool water, and gradually turn up the heat, they will stay in the pot till they are cooked. This is how Satan gets to us.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: We're all Satan's supper you see
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Hearts of Space? You should have heard the space music I used to generate!
Dave: very cool thinking yam
Dexter Fong: Klok: lol..There was a Composer, pianist named Charles Alkan who was killed when his bookcase tipped over on him
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Gas music don't count, lay off the beans
Dave: I dig that show klok, I want more ambient music but don't know where to start
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Yeah, Ham - remember, if you eat a live frog in the morning, nothing worse can happen to either of you the rest of the day -- and you save on cooking fuel
Dexter Fong: Ham: Ribbit!
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Hell, I don't write this, I have ppl that do it for me
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: zoftig writers, Yam?
Dave: but I did buy the KLf's Chill Out, great to fall asleep to, but then I get woken up because the cd changes to something a little more loud than that album
Dexter Fong: lol
Dexter Fong: No Zoftig writers
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: didn't know about Alkan, Dex. It was always the brothers with the stacks and stacks of old newspapers that got to me...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yeah cant remember their names at the moment
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: that's the trouble with space music, Dave - it puts me to sleep, so I can never evaluate its actual quality
Merlyn LeRoy: zäftig
Bubbas A Bum: Da Bum, Da Bum, Da Bum is Back...
Dexter Fong: Alkan wrote these incredibly dense long Symphonies for th e piano
Dexter Fong: Jawohl Merl
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yeah, did you hear the story on Morn. Edition today, about the German woman married to that Iraqi POW scientist who said there were no WMDs? And she was frantically going around trying to find out what happend to him and was at the UN hotel on Tuesday...?
Dave: oh speaking of piano stuff, I'm debating whether to order the Complete Keyboard Music of William Byrd from the library, if they have it
Dexter Fong: Klok: No I didn't...what happened?
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: like Hovaness?
Dexter Fong: Al Hovaness?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Hovaness is okay
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: They didn't find her, Dex. Presumed dead. It's just so awful, and they seem to be just holding the guy so he won't talk to the press and "confuse" them. It's on the NPR website as an audio file
Dexter Fong: Ho vanesses, Police puzzled
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yeah, he reminds me of Satie, a little, but has very oriental bent, too
Dexter Fong: Nothing worse than a bent oriental
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: yeah, like that movie with Angelica Huston and Jack Nickelson
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: nicholson
Dexter Fong: Oriental Town?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Him and Lou Harris got a lot of Oriental influence
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Forget it Jack, it's just thailand
Dexter Fong: Thai me kangaroo down, Jack
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Tied Stick?
Dexter Fong: I shot the wallaby, but i did not stab the kangaroo
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: ah, Prizzi's Honor: "Yeah, let's do it. Right here on the Oriental"
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: What is w/all this MARSUPIAL imagry
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto calls in the BFMAP
Dexter Fong: Hey! That's my Oriental!
Dexter Fong: Cato! Get up
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: well, Mars makes its closest approach in less than a week, Ham
||||||||| Outside, the 11:25 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dexter Fong: Hey Bun
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: You have an Institute to run!
Merlyn LeRoy: hey BB
Bunnyboy: L8 blumer
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: oi
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Heard you were cloned
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: http://us.imdb.com/Quotes?0089841
Dave: yeah I miss the whole mars thing
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: evening, BB
Dave: ah well
Bunnyboy: Say, it took me almost 40 years to figure that the ABC song and TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR...are the same song.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it's another attempt by astronomers to get attention Dave
Dexter Fong: Dave: It might be cloudy anyway
Bunnyboy: Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh
Dexter Fong: Bun: A moment of insight?
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: Just a big light in the sky
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: every 5-7 years, Mars gets really close to Earth. As in 5% closer or something. And this time, it's maybe a half percent closer than it's been in 60,000 years. Big deal.
Dexter Fong: Farmers circle their crops
Dave: wait, they are? I never realized that, are you sure
Bunnyboy: (sings) Bubbas A Bum, and the Butler didn't do it...
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it don't hold a candle to the moon, for sure. I looked at it tonight
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: it's like comets- they put these pictures in the newspaper, and you think the damn thing is going to cover the sky.
Dexter Fong: Candle power! The answer to the big blackout
Bunnyboy: Well, better do my usual Media Addict thang...
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: I had Jupiter in my back yard. It floats in a glass of water ya know
Dexter Fong: Ham: That's Juniper not Jupiter
Bunnyboy: ALL THAT JAZZ is out on DVD. Picked that up, yup.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: hot damn
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: but you end up in some dark field in the dead of night in the middle of winter freezing your ass off to look at something that has a hard time coming close to an airliner a couple miles up
Dexter Fong: 23 skidoo
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: It's something foor media types to pEEb about
Bunnyboy: And, sometime this weekend, I gotta order HOW TIME FLYS.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: and when they can't con us with that, they're trying to scare us that some wayward piece of rock out there we can't see is gonna wipe us all out tomorrow
Bunnyboy: ANIMAL HOUSE, back in the digital forum Tuesday.
Dexter Fong: These and other now available at Blockbusters
Bunnyboy: Yeah, I tell folks I'm an M.A. *chortle*
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg is all worked up by astronomical deceptions and must get beer
Bunnyboy: Media...ADDICT!
Dexter Fong: Mormon Apparition?
Dave: haha klok, well watch out, there's a slight possibility that that piece of rock will hit you, not sure how slight, but slightly slight
Bunnyboy: A watchdate: 10/28
Dexter Fong: Watchout!!!!!
Bunnyboy: LOONEY TUNES and HOMICIDE: SEASON 3, both out. I'm saving now!
Dexter Fong: BuN: Did you see the movie "A Mighty Wind"?
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: that one blew me away
Dexter Fong: Klok: =)))))))
Bunnyboy: Dex: Oh, yas! It's out...ehrm...next month, on video, I believe.
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto: hah!
Dave: I'm not really a movie person, music's more where I'm at, my goal is to get enough money to get Van Morrison's entire catalog
Dave: I did want to see a mighty wind though
||||||||| At 11:34 PM, Ham and Eggs Yamamoto vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: really? including the autographed Segway?
Bunnyboy: The PBS "live concert" is a extra on that disc. Music without the backstage biz.
Dexter Fong: Dave: I have every Keith Jarrett Standards recording
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: or was it a Steinway? I forget
Dexter Fong: Klok: It was a Dusendorfer
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Dexter -- I borrowed one of them, but got distracted by his attempts to channel Glen Gould
Bunnyboy: Dave: It's rite there next to the Sears catalog...in the liddle wooden shed, with a crescent on it.
Dexter Fong: Klok: Nah
Dave: lucky man dex
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: You're sure it wasn't a Weimeraner era Bosendorfer, Dex?
Bunnyboy: Is that Boesdorfer?
Dexter Fong: Klok: It coulda been a Reichbuilder
Bunnyboy: Yeah, Jarrett and Gould were/are right good groaners...and artists as well.
Dexter Fong: or maybe an Auto Union Clavierstrasse
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Bun - you might be referring to the Boerdorfer, which was the Ikashia wood African version; very hard to keep tuned
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yes, it kept growing
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Well, from the gyoto monks, it's interesting, but...
Dexter Fong: so the sound board kept getting larger
Bunnyboy: Dave: Sorry, couldn't resist. Respect, and all that, but I think Morrison is a better performer than composer.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: Dave, I listened to some stuff by DJ Gregory on KCRW last night that was interesting, not the usual DJ-type compilation. Not techno, not trance, not sampled
Bunnyboy: klok: Yeah, but the "sharps" will knock you flat!
Dexter Fong: Dav: I answered your msge in case it's not functioning properly
Bunnyboy: There's a wonderful soft synth (software applet that behaves like a synthesizer] called the Delay Lama. It's a vocoder/throat singer/emulator.
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: LOL
Bunnyboy: Dave: Any luck on the MIDI front?
Dexter Fong goes external mission for drinkies
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: OK, at this point, I gotta drop off and prepare for morrow
Bunnyboy: (sings) Turn on your LOVE LIGHT! (Repeats 187 times).
Bunnyboy: nite klok. Thanks fer stickin'
klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg: bye-bye everyone
Dave: bun yes, just need to get screen reader's authorization disc and we're good to go, well, aside from the fact that I've gotta figure out how to use the talking Cakewalk software, I've used it in the demo version of jaws (jaws is the screen reader) and it's worked ok, but I have a problem
||||||||| Around 11:43 PM, klokwkhot-and-bothered-dawg walks off into the sunset...
Bunnyboy: Ah, me baby's got a plate full of Asparagus Pasta waitin' fer me.
Bunnyboy: Dave: My suggestion: Skip the video, just go with the Help file.
Bunnyboy: And I'm a hungry goon. Best, all around.
||||||||| 11:45 PM -- Bunnyboy left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Night Bun
Merlyn LeRoy: looks like things are breaking up
Merlyn LeRoy: hey dave, does your reader keep up OK when it gets busy?
Dexter Fong: Dave: There is kinda such music you asked about
Dexter Fong: Dave: Second Quintet much more abstract, difficult, harder to grasp at first listening than the first Quintt recording.
Dave: yes it does but in case you hadn't nitced my responses to questions usually are long past the original statement just because I type a lot and a lot of people are typing at once, I've learnt to be more specific with the things I answer though
Dexter Fong: But then, 6 or so years had passed and Miles had absorbed a lot of what was happening in the changing music scene
Dave: thanks dex
Merlyn LeRoy: OK, just wondering; I can't really control how much text people produce.
Dave: I agree but what a bunch of good musicians there, just shows you what they can do
Dexter Fong: But as for your first question: There's a band led by a guy known as Sun Ra
Dexter Fong: Sun was actually the brother of the pianist for the Fletcher Henderson orchestra, a black band that Benny Goodman copped a lotta shit from
Dexter Fong: Sun featured himself as being from outer space or like that, and did a lotta strange, but interesting stuff, and he had some truly great musicians in his orchestra
Dave: fascinating
Dexter Fong: Merl: Dunno whether you noticed or not, but I didn't get bounced tonight like I usually do, three or four times (knock on wood)
Merlyn LeRoy: hey, here's a neat picture showing the blackout: http://www.dreamwater.org/agc/FUNNIES/OUTAGE.html
Merlyn LeRoy: but it might be fake
Merlyn LeRoy: it looks "too black" in the black area
Dexter Fong: Dave: I found it interesting that you seemed to like the first Quintet so much, which I do too; but you\'ve come into jazz at a much later date than me
Merlyn LeRoy: here's a real one: http://www.noaanews.noaa.gov/nightlights/blackout081503-7hrsafter-text.jpg
Dexter Fong: Second Quintet requires some serious listening
Merlyn LeRoy: Here's the before picture to compare http://www.noaanews.noaa.gov/nightlights/blackout081403-20hrsbefore-text.jpg
Dave: yeah dex well, I only actually started exploring it around April, I have an English teacher who's really in to it, he gave me my copy of Kind of Blue and I proceeded to steal all the Miles I could from the library
Dexter Fong: Merl: Thanks for the Pics
Dave: the thing is that I can't analyze jazz like I can a fiddle tune, my ear just can pick up on the notes, even the piano is hard, and I played piano for 6 years, not jazz though, classical stuff
Dexter Fong: Merl: Well I had to brag and of course promptly got ignored
Dexter Fong: Dave: That's why I recommend you spend some time listening to earlier stuff, ear training so to speak.
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
Dexter Fong: Catherwood's on speed again I see
Merlyn LeRoy: I don't follow you, dex. brag?
Dexter Fong: Bragged about not getting that thingie where you
Dave: it's hard though because of transposition betwene instruments and what my ear is used to hearing, oh and I got Louie's Hot 5 and 7 recordings, fun stuff, haven't listened to all of it though yet
Dexter Fong: you're ?server? doesn't recognize me
Merlyn LeRoy: oh; I don't think I use the IP address any more, now just the name
Merlyn LeRoy: so changing IP addresses shouldn't bother it now
Merlyn LeRoy: you on AOL?
Dexter Fong: Dave: It doesn't matter what the instrument is, if they're all playing the same song, the chord changes, the basic harmony is the same...realizing of course, that modern, amnd hypermodern palyers use some really strange chord substitutions
Dexter Fong: Merl: No, Still on Erols.com
Dave: uh now you've lost me dex
Dave: ooooh, possibly another theory lesson that I might understand?
Dave: sorry now you've got me intersted in the theory behind the whole thing
Dexter Fong: Dave: A song, most songs have an underlying harmonic structure..i>e> the chord changes...
Dexter Fong: Take a "standard" like for instance "My Funny Valentine"
Dave: yes but a poly...whatever it was you mentioned
Bubbas A Bum: Hallelujah, I'm a bum. Hallelujah, bum again.....
Bubbas A Bum can't remember the tune.
Merlyn LeRoy: a harry langdon reference!?¡
Dexter Fong: If you know the chord changes to "Valentine" what difference would it make what instrument is playing. Any instrument...all instruments are bound by the same harmonic structure...jazz being what it is, of course
Dave: oh I see now, true your right
Merlyn LeRoy: Harry Langdon made a movie of the same name, I think from the song title
Dexter Fong: Now understand that playing "Valentine" doesn't neccesarily "Lock" you into one specific set of chord changes....
Dexter Fong: and that's where the freedom of playing Jazz comes in
Dave: the problem is hearing those chord changes, my ear just can't pick them up
Dexter Fong: Dave: You have to sit down at an instrument and play them in thir simplest form...experiment with substitutions, and keep your ears open (smile)
Dexter Fong: their simplest
Dexter Fong: Dave: Can you pick up whatever instrument you choose to play and play a Blues?
Bubbas A Bum: Blues Autoharp?
Bubbas A Bum: Blues Kazoo?
Bubbas A Bum: Blues Banjo?
Dexter Fong: Blues Autoharp..the motoring sensation from the delta...Drive one today
Dave: yes, well in A or E, but I'm not very good at transposing the usual blues scale, it's just that A and E are easy to work with on a violin, my primary instrument
Dexter Fong: Dave: But you understand that the Blues has a basic form...usually twelve bars, and a One-four-five progression, in its most basic form
Bubbas A Bum: Blues Dulcimer.....
Dexter Fong: Bub: You're here rather late which Im' happy for..but you maybe didn't sign up for Jazz 101?
Bubbas A Bum: Blues Harp.... and I really mean HARP
Dexter Fong: Blues HARP! The blue beer from Ireland
Dexter Fong: Drink all you want, you won't get happy
Merlyn LeRoy: bleu harp for cheesy music
Bubbas A Bum: Oh, I know blues can be played on anything.... but some instruments just sound so happy......
Dave: I know about the 12 bar pattern, but didn't know about the 145 progression, so in A would that be A, C, then E? or am I totally missing the point
Bubbas A Bum: I blew HARP once....
Dave: oops, A, D, E
Dexter Fong: Dave: A - D - E would be the progression of chord..again in it's most fundamental form
Dexter Fong: Bub: A Harpy blew me once and turned me into a banshee
Bubbas A Bum: Made ya scream, eh?
Dexter Fong: Alas no, Bub: It was back in the silent movie days, and nobody heard me
Dave: hmmm... could you put an aug chord on it somehow? how could you change that to sound different?
Merlyn LeRoy: Oh, here's orson welles famous peas rant: http://www.celebrityrants.com/content/celeb_welles2.html
Dexter Fong: Except Errol Flynn Senior
Merlyn LeRoy: it's hysterical. You need flash, but it's really all audio with a funny animated orson
Dexter Fong: Dave: Okay, here's how it goes: 12 bars- most fundemental form -
Bubbas A Bum: Oh, good, they have Casey Kasem.....
Merlyn LeRoy: yep, that too, ol' dead dog. flash not as funny, though...
Dexter Fong: One chord for two bars
Dexter Fong: Five chord for two bars
Dexter Fong: One chord for two bars
Bubbas A Bum: I'm 12 bars past the blues.....
Dexter Fong: One chord for two more bar
Dexter Fong: Five chord for two bars
Dexter Fong: One chord for two more bars
Bubbas A Bum: One drink in the first bar.
Bubbas A Bum: Five drinks in the second bar...
Dexter Fong: Bub: I think I've visted too many bars already =)
Bubbas A Bum: One more drink in the third bar....
Dexter Fong: lol
Bubbas A Bum: Four Drinks in th enext bar
Dexter Fong: I gotta take a whiz aready
Bubbas A Bum: And by then I lost track of what bar I was in so I started all over again....
Dexter Fong: Dave: Sorry, I just fucked that up completely
Dexter Fong: Second chorus, same as the first
Bubbas A Bum: I think I just wrote a song.
||||||||| Around 12:27 AM, Dave walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: US Plus, we own the idea of Music
Bubbas A Bum: Quick, someone get me a copyright lawyer!
Dexter Fong: I gotta Wheelright
Dexter Fong: Let's hold up a 7-11
Bubbas A Bum: I want to own everything that does not exist.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "12:28 AM and late as usual, it's Dave, just back from Billville."
Dexter Fong: Bub: Then you have to support my unborn children
Dave: oy
Dexter Fong: Dave: OI
Bubbas A Bum: That way, whenever someone invents something, I own the rights to it.
Dexter Fong: Bubbas Brain: We own the idea of the future
Bubbas A Bum: Geez, you're right. I hadn't thought about the child support.
Bubbas A Bum: How bout owning everything that could'a been.
Dexter Fong: Bub: Sorry but I'm suing you for the big terrorist attack of ought six
Dexter Fong: Nothing to say huh?
Bubbas A Bum: Hmmm, gotta figure my way out of that one.
Dexter Fong: Bub: Please give everything you have to me.....Hello Boys.....Hello Boys
Dave: haha dex
Bubbas A Bum: Spreaking of witch... its three years into the decade, and nobody has figured out exaclty what to call it yet.
Dave: kind of like, "good evening gentlemen, I see you have my lute, ah, excelent"
Dexter Fong: I'm calling it Sharifa
Merlyn LeRoy: people don't say "aught" for 0 anymore
Bubbas A Bum: The oughts?
Bubbas A Bum: The Naughts?
Bubbas A Bum: The Naughties?
Merlyn LeRoy: the ZEEEEros
Dexter Fong: Merl: You aughtent to say that
Merlyn LeRoy: the goose egg
Dexter Fong: The awesomes
Bubbas A Bum: But ye doesn't have to call it Johnson.
Dexter Fong: Like it's a total decade man
Merlyn LeRoy: the al franken fair & balanced decade
Dave: the third year of the decade
Dexter Fong: lol Merl
Dave: or how about, I know, and this is revolutionary, how about calling it the First decade of the 21st century
Dexter Fong: ...and Fox is suing you
Dexter Fong: Dave: Too long
Dexter Fong: Not catchy
Bubbas A Bum: Speaking of Al Franken.... my newly former workplace (I told you I was a bum) is duplicaing the book on tape for that.
Dave: fine, just denounce my idea dex, LAWSUIT!
Dexter Fong: How about the twenties.....no, not those twenties
Merlyn LeRoy: hey, franken can claim "balanced" means the stereo is correct
Dexter Fong: Merl: More Barn!!!
Merlyn LeRoy: anywho, it's late, I'm going to go...
Dexter Fong: May the internet always rise behind thee Merl
Merlyn LeRoy: um, ok
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn LeRoy?! It's 12:38 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Bubbas A Bum: May the bits be always at they back.
Dexter Fong: And may ye be in heaven an hour before AOL knows your dean
Dexter Fong: or dead
Bubbas A Bum: Is there SPAM in heaven?
Dexter Fong: I'm outta here two, night Bub, do I understand you're between engagements at the moment?
Dave: yes, when they can still send you spam without realizing you won't read it
Dave: later dex, thanks a lot for the jazz stuff
Dexter Fong: Dave: How delightfully cynical =))))))))))))))
Dave: very informative, I greatly appreciate it
Dexter Fong: Dave: YOu spam comment
Dexter Fong: You're
Bubbas A Bum: Well night all... gotta go to bed, but I forget why.
Dexter Fong: Bub: Night and best wishes =)
Bubbas A Bum: Tanks, Dex.
||||||||| 12:41 AM -- Bubbas A Bum left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Dave: You can always email me with comments, questions etc about jazz
Dexter Fong: You got my email?
Dave: really? cool? smiles
Dave: no, I don't
Dexter Fong: Okay here it is: Myrnash@erols.com
Dexter Fong: Dave: It's up and it's all red and ready to be clicked on (Smiles)
Dave: ok, thanks a lot
Dave: dcbahr@hotmail.com is mine
Dexter Fong: 'course all red isn't really helpful now that I think about it
Dave: well no
Dexter Fong: Thanks Dave: I'm sure we'll talk about music from time to timer
Dexter Fong: time
Dexter Fong: Dave: Checking outta here, talk to you soon I hope
Dave: late'
Dexter Fong: Yes it is Dave, it's very late..Night
||||||||| "12:47 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Dave, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| It's 1:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| 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 exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:

Bazooka Jesus Yamamoto
Bubbas A Bum
Dead Fred
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
Ham and Eggs Yamamoto
Merlyn LeRoy
Mr. Motion
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