A Firesign Chat


Special appearance by
Phil Austin

||||||||| 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 28, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Dave waltzes in at 7:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dave won't be here because he's going to the Ben Harper concert at Red Rocks, ok so most of you might not like him but I do, peace
Dave sings "some have flown away, and can't be with us here today"
||||||||| Dave runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dave?! It's 7:11 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 28, 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?"
||||||||| 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 9:04 PM.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:06 PM and llanwydd steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Merlyn: hellllo ll
llanwydd: I see the clock is fast again
llanwydd: howdy mel
llanwydd: I mean merl
Merlyn: I can't see a clock
llanwydd: on page 1
Merlyn: my thumb must've been covering it
llanwydd: it's a small clock
llanwydd: I think Catherwood built it
llanwydd: he told me to sit here in the waiting room
llanwydd: well, while we're waiting for the others, I think I'm going to go out and see if I can spot Mars
Merlyn: say hello to marvin
||||||||| 9:16 PM: Edmond Edmond jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Edmond Edmond: Hello Marvin
Merlyn: goodnight gracie
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:17 PM and Dead Fred steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Merlyn: ed ed and dead fred
Dead Fred: and what a grape it was
Edmond Edmond: Hey Dead!
Dead Fred: Hi gang
Edmond Edmond: Sure!
Dead Fred: I've been a little blue my wife says I should breath more often
Merlyn: I think that helps
Merlyn: lay off the bleu cheese
Edmond Edmond: Wives can do that to ya!
Dead Fred: got to have my cheeze
llanwydd: Well, I stepped on half-eaten Mars bar. That will have to do
Dead Fred: LOL hi Ilan
||||||||| C. Simril enters at 9:20 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
llanwydd: howdy
Edmond Edmond: C!
C. Simril: greetins from the president
Dead Fred: of?
C. Simril: or precedent
Merlyn: hey c
Edmond Edmond: Kill the Ump!
llanwydd: feets git moobin
C. Simril: back from the rolling fields of dental floss
Dead Fred: montana
C. Simril: or wheat or somethin
Edmond Edmond: Numing fields of hemp?
C. Simril: numbing?
Edmond Edmond: I've lost my -ee?
Dead Fred: those are the hemping fields of numb
llanwydd: Dental Floss, MT?
Dead Fred: tweezers
C. Simril: i brought my own. didnt trust the local stuff
llanwydd: must be a boring place
Edmond Edmond: Pygmy pony?
C. Simril: no, you can't bring tweezers on airlines no more
Dead Fred: raise me up a crop
Dead Fred: or cop
Merlyn: you could threaten to thin someone's eyebrows
C. Simril: mister policeman, what makes amerika grate?
Edmond Edmond: You can get shot for leaving your seat.
Dead Fred: wow never thought about raising a cop. scary
llanwydd: I'll pluck you to death if you don't fly to Cuba!
C. Simril: burn my uniform!
Edmond Edmond: Ask that policeman knocking on your back door.
C. Simril: is he gay?
Dead Fred: mister policeman what makes dental floss flossy
llanwydd: candy floss
Edmond Edmond: and Honkies that never left the dental floss farm!
Dead Fred: flossy floss candys mother
llanwydd: and poised dapples you can ride all day
Merlyn: your floss is my rogaine
Edmond Edmond: You should be ashamed Merl!
Dead Fred: I'll see your rogain and raise you a tums
llanwydd: I'll pitch in an ace of dental floss
Dead Fred: I played at a Pig roast last weekend. It's a little different from the bar scene
Edmond Edmond: PLayed what Fred?
Dead Fred: my guitar
llanwydd: I can't imagine a pig roast in a bar
C. Simril: gently weeps?
Edmond Edmond: I used to work at a road house that pig roasts twice a week. Yummy!
Dead Fred: This was out on a farm
C. Simril: do roasting pigs burn their uniforms?
Edmond Edmond: Good and Fresh then?
Merlyn: I spit on your roast pig!
Merlyn: or vice-versa
llanwydd: Dean Martin did a Pig Roast once
Merlyn: pig on a stick; the MN state fair is on
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:30 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from Billville."
Edmond Edmond: We had a pig night at my old frat!
Merlyn: in flaming brandy (martin, that is)
llanwydd: they were all on the dais oinking
Dexter Fong: oi dere
C. Simril: oid ex
Merlyn: like the cook & moore routine
Edmond Edmond: Dex!
Dexter Fong: Edmond x2=?
Dead Fred: Dirk and clive . They were great
C. Simril: moore cock? viagra on sale here
Edmond Edmond: I'm in diskys!
Dexter Fong: Lucie?
Dead Fred: I'm in boxers
Edmond Edmond: with edmonds!
Dexter Fong: =) Ed
Dead Fred: almonds
||||||||| Outside, the 9:32 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dr. Headphones coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends
Dexter Fong: Hey Kend^
C. Simril: alms for the poor
Edmond Edmond: Dr. H what up?
C. Simril: kend. you got a job?
Dexter Fong: Cashews for the rich
Edmond Edmond: Thats terrible C!
llanwydd: whats up doc?
Dr. Headphones: nothing, ed-ed, except the temp today. thank grid for grid AND a/c
Dexter Fong: Cat: Those raging forest fires impacting you?
C. Simril: we flew over them going to and coming back from sask
Dr. Headphones: i see my "intro" was about diesel fumes. one of the local pumphouses is now advertising "soy diesel" on their pumps
C. Simril: the sky was annoyingly gray, as if in LA or Tokyo.
Dexter Fong: Hope you took a whiz on them..every little bit you know
C. Simril: not wanted we wanted to film at all!
C. Simril: not what
Dexter Fong: but why
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:35 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Dr. Headphones: hi elayne
Dexter Fong: Hiya E
Merlyn: hey E
Edmond Edmond: Hey E!
llanwydd: howdy elayne
C. Simril: when we were there last year and when i actually lived there long ago, the sky was this most astonishing shade of blue
C. Simril: not this fucking time
C. Simril: hi el
C. Simril: hi el
Elayne: Wow, lovely welcome, thanks!
Merlyn: careful, E! entertainment will sue elayne
Elayne: Hey Cat, are you back from Sask?
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here
Dr. Headphones: e: do you have multiple personalities? "Elayne enters at 9:35 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn." notice the "their" in that
Edmond Edmond: Is it fucking time already?
C. Simril: as of monday night, el. interesting trip
Elayne: Has Bill O'Reilly gotten a job at E!, then?
Elayne: I want to hear all about the fairy tale movie, Cat!!
Dexter Fong: Ken: Already raised that issue with Merl
Elayne: Dr. H, it's the royal "their."
C. Simril: i was happy to get in here for a few minutes from the saskatoon hotel
Elayne: As opposed to Edmond Edmond, the royal heir.
Merlyn: second person singular used by shakespeare, headphones; works for both sexes
Dr. Headphones: maybe you didn't raise it high enough. throw in a bong filled with good jamaican, mon, and he might listen
Dexter Fong: We've got them by their royal hairs
C. Simril: i got a harry potter joke out of our saskatoon trip, so it was worth it
Edmond Edmond: I have this tiny cedar chest!
Dr. Headphones: cat: you mean the entire subject of harry potter isn't one big joke?
llanwydd: is an edmond like an almond?
C. Simril: although whole province is dry, far less green than it should be, and of course that absent sky
Dr. Headphones: ah, merl, if billy s. did it, then "all's right with the world"
C. Simril: todays news said van is dryest in 52 years
Merlyn: wear a push-up bra, Ed ed
Merlyn: it'll make your cedar chest look bigger
Edmond Edmond: Merl te he he!
C. Simril: Fumiyo's new love of mountain climbing is stymied as all parks closed down
Merlyn: now gimmie 20 push-ups, maggots!
Merlyn: or at least 20 wearing push-ups
Edmond Edmond: I don't know but I've been told ...
Dead Fred: billy was a mountain
Dexter Fong: Ever since I started wearing push-up maggots, I've been the hit of the party
C. Simril: if they were maggots, they could push sideways
Elayne: Mountain climbing? Ambitious woman.
Edmond Edmond: Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder!
llanwydd: hard to run with the weight of gold
C. Simril: ethyl was a gasoline leaking out of her shoulder
Dexter Fong: Cat: Does Fumiyo know that Hilary was a man?
Dexter Fong: Edmond Edmond Hilary
Edmond Edmond: Sir Edmond Hilary?
Dexter Fong: Late Ed
C. Simril: ever since we got Icy, Fumiyo's been increasingly into out door activity. mountains and climbing in genreal was something she was always into, but now has good reason and locale
Merlyn: and there was much milarity
Merlyn: hilarity
Merlyn: whatever
Edmond Edmond: All the shores were glitched and gloomy broadlead land og might Roi Tan...
Dexter Fong: Milatary Hilarity
Edmond Edmond: of
Dr. Headphones: for those of the hat persuasion, milinerity
Dexter Fong: Attention! Fall out laughing
C. Simril: mr...underhill?
Dexter Fong: Mr. Uber alles
Merlyn: 103rd airborne knock-knock tellers
Edmond Edmond: Little Whiteowl drew her to me. Injuns watching woodland deadpan!
C. Simril: and she became Bit white owl
Dexter Fong: Right on Eddie
llanwydd: this is all over my head
Dead Fred: take me across the water cause I need some place to hide
Dexter Fong: Like a spotted owl
C. Simril: Big
Merlyn: why towel?
llanwydd: huh?
Dexter Fong: Hope everyone took a good long look at mars this week
Dead Fred: ?huh
Dexter Fong: They're cleaning it you know
llanwydd: tried to
C. Simril: get another one, ll. they stack up
Merlyn: white owl = why towel
Edmond Edmond: All the shores were glitched and gloomy stood the redmen waiting for me.
C. Simril: ow!
Edmond Edmond: I'll explain her swelling belly if her father listen to me!
C. Simril: out out damned spot
Merlyn: won't that dog go outside?
Edmond Edmond: Lofty Mulholland ...
C. Simril: dick, get out of jane
Dead Fred: try new cheer
Dexter Fong: Edmond Edmond = Phlemlins Pet Laureate
Dead Fred: gets the spots out
C. Simril: you too cheetah
Dexter Fong: Poet
Dexter Fong: Pet Poet
Edmond Edmond: Ah Phlemland my Phlemland
Dead Fred: but you must muzzle them in public
Dexter Fong: Public Muzzlement
Merlyn: does phlemland use the euro or is it still the loogie?
Dexter Fong: Bush Administration policy
Merlyn: oxymoron
Dexter Fong: Gets the dumb out, fast, fast, fast
llanwydd: that's where we get green currency!
Dead Fred: those oxys are all morons
Edmond Edmond: They've had to convert to the euro to fund the Warm Shoe Fund!
C. Simril: the occident?
C. Simril: cavities are holy
llanwydd: for industry?
Edmond Edmond: for the dead!
C. Simril: for the baked french dead
Dexter Fong: For the misbegotten
Dexter Fong: So..Elayne signs in and promptly begins to fade away
Dexter Fong: Not fade away!
Edmond Edmond: How does she do that?
Dr. Headphones: i see when i go to kitchen to dish up some ice cream, i turn pale.
Merlyn: prematurely gray
llanwydd: be better to burn out
Dead Fred: then to bake away
Elayne: Nah, I'm just kind of out of it.
Dexter Fong: Rush never dies
Elayne: Brain shutting down sooner than usual.
Dexter Fong: E: Well get into it trooper
Elayne: I ain't got no friends on the left, I'm right.\
Edmond Edmond: He will if he ever crosses my path!
Elayne: I ain't got no friends on the right-- I'm left!
Edmond Edmond: I's white!
Dead Fred: I'm blue
Dexter Fong: Dress left
Dead Fred: but a lovely shade of blue if I do say so myself
C. Simril: hey el, i've really enjoyed your blog since i've returned
Dr. Headphones: merl: any idea why all of a sudden i'm timing out when trying to refresh?
Elayne: Thanks muchly, Cat! Did you see the one I wrote just for you about Paul Krassner's column?
C. Simril: that guardian farewell, reminded me of martin walker's whose writing i'd so much enjoyed when i subscribed to the guaradian weekly
Dead Fred: Can i get the addy to said blog?
C. Simril: no i didnt see that el
Elayne: http://elayneriggs.blogspot.com
Dr. Headphones: i have to hit the reload button manually
Elayne: Scroll down a bit, Cat, it was a few days ago.
Dead Fred: Thank You
Elayne: Oh, the Farewell America piece was really nice. I've heard Robin observe many of the same things that author did.
C. Simril: the link to his new column, el? i may have got that from you, or someone else
C. Simril: i must update paul my my saskatrip
llanwydd: don't we all hit buttons manually?
Dexter Fong: Ken: It could be Globner's syndrome
Merlyn: what do you mean timing out? It just means 40 lines of text has gone by without you saying something
Elayne: Scroll down to Friday 8/22, Cat.
Elayne: The header is "Old Friends"
Dexter Fong: Merl: Impossible for Ken to let 40 lines go by without a comment
Dead Fred: after 40 I'm written out?
Edmond Edmond: Bummer Dex the only known cure for Globners is death!
Dr. Headphones: no, i get a warning from my browser "the operation timed out when attempting to contact fire....com"
Merlyn: no, after 40 your name starts to go gray
Dexter Fong: Fred: We're looking for a younger demographic
Merlyn: just so people can see you haven't said anything lately and might be gone
Dexter Fong: Ken's real gone
Dead Fred: always too old and this grape is melting
C. Simril: hey el, thanks a lot
Merlyn: dr P, that's your browser or connection; it couldn't load the page for some reason
Dexter Fong: Who's dr P?
Elayne: Well, I go back aways with Krassner, The Realist was one of those zines I really enjoyed getting, and I miss his writing.
C. Simril: we told people in sask we met that the flick would be out in 05. we could get it out next year, but another year will be worth doing.
Merlyn: if the request gets lost, your browser might time out
C. Simril: he's at work on a novel, el
Dr. Headphones: i'll sign out here, in on other computer (linux not winblows)
||||||||| Dr. Headphones runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dr. Headphones?! It's 9:55 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
C. Simril: and he writes articles for various places
Elayne: Yeah, I can't get through his novels though, I like the shorter stuff.
Dexter Fong: The winblows, Mariah
Elayne: I can't get through anyone's novels lately.
llanwydd: what was The Realist about, E?
Elayne: I can't even hold hard cover books.
C. Simril: he doesnt have any novels, el. this will be his first. nancy is writing one too
Elayne: Llan, it was part investigative journalism, part comedy, and part hoax.
||||||||| "9:56 PM? 9:56 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dr. Headphones should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dr. Headphones enters and sits on the couch.
C. Simril: too bad she';s abandoned film, just when i need such a mentor
Elayne: It's hard to describe. It was very Paul Krassner. :)
Dr. Headphones: still on same internet connection, but different computer
Dexter Fong picks up his Ho ax
Edmond Edmond: Dr. H you're back and your beautiful, ... well you're back
C. Simril: out of nowhere it was suddenly the centre of what came to be called the counterculture
Dr. Headphones: dex: used to ax hos a question?
Dr. Headphones: yep, ed-ed, i've never been accused of beauty
Dexter Fong: Yep: used to ask 'em who's necks
Dexter Fong: But DH has been accused of bestiality
Dr. Headphones: only problem with this computer is that i have to hold the keyboard in my lap
Dexter Fong: Lap tap
Dr. Headphones: dex: who told you? did you get those pictures i thought i had all the negatives from?
Dexter Fong: Keep hitting page up, see if it works
Edmond Edmond: Lap tap dancing is against the law!
Dead Fred: does the keyboard come with a vibrator
Merlyn: hold a lapp in phlemland
Dr. Headphones: senate page or house page?
C. Simril: what's happening in jobland, kend? i was here briefly last week and read of it only in the log
Dexter Fong: Page Bob's your uncle
C. Simril: and the national dance of lapland is the...
Dr. Headphones: cat: i was feeling very optimistic for a while, but that one fell through when the current occupant of that desk decided not to retire, just switch to part time
C. Simril: excelletn north van band, bob's your uncle. the bob in question later became famous as vj
C. Simril: bummer
Dr. Headphones: better than v.d.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
C. Simril: you'd still prefer to move, somewhere warmer perhaps?
Dexter Fong: vj=Victory Junkie
Dr. Headphones: my sister's initials before marriage were vd, she didn't care for that
Merlyn: real lappdancers wear leiderhosen
Dr. Headphones: yes, i'd love to live in jamaica or belize or somewhere warm and engrish speaking
C. Simril: and ubiquitous ganja
C. Simril: actually the ishikawas hate heat even more than they hate cold
Dexter Fong: Ken: Jamaica is not really the swellest place to be...very third world, poor, and angry
Edmond Edmond: Ganja GOOD!
C. Simril: cool is good though
Dr. Headphones: the ganja there in 1980 was fan-fu**ing-tastic, i'm sure it's better now
Dead Fred: does the keyboard come with a vibrator
Dexter Fong: Fred: It's got little bumps on it
Dead Fred: french
Dr. Headphones: yeah, dex, i investigated it. inflation averaged 10% for past 15 years. when i was there, it was J$1.75=US$1, now it's in the triple digits last i checked
Edmond Edmond: Freedom
Dr. Headphones: fred, alas, no such luck....
Dexter Fong: DH: It; not luck, it's a lifestyle
Dr. Headphones: i've known women that come with a vibrator, though ;)
Dexter Fong: Assault and battery not included
C. Simril: coming, moth hair
Dead Fred: don't they all vibrate?
Elayne: Not in public, Fred.
Dr. Headphones: if you strike them correctly, they vibrate just like a bell does
Dexter Fong: I'm getting those good vibrations
C. Simril: beach, boys?
Merlyn: does her name ring a bell?
Dexter Fong: The sound of a struck bell can be jarring
Dead Fred: beach girls maybe
Dead Fred: hotdog
Elayne: Dex, I think Sylvia Plath said that once.
C. Simril: the sound of keith jarret can be belling
Dexter Fong: E: She said it more than once...that's why her husband left her
Dexter Fong: Cat: Whooo! =)
llanwydd: anybody reading anything interesting these days?
||||||||| Outside, the 10:06 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Rotonoto coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dead Fred: keith belling? I'm have to contemplate that one
Dexter Fong: Roto!
C. Simril: hey roto
||||||||| "10:06 PM? 10:06 PM!!" says Catherwood, "klokwkdog should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as klokwkdog enters and sits on the couch.
Dr. Headphones: mr. roto arrives in a cloud of fumes. diesel? i think not!
Rotonoto: Doctor! Doctor! I can *see*!
C. Simril: wha cha noto?
Edmond Edmond: I've been reading Issues & Alibis
Merlyn: the 10 o'clock shift is here
klokwkdog: good evening
Dr. Headphones: llanwyd: kim stanley robinson, "years of rice and salt". alternate history
Dexter Fong: Like tiny tears, terrific sentimentality overcome this poor soul
Rotonoto: hi guise, good to be back amongst ya
C. Simril: i want to read that, kend
Dr. Headphones: ed-ed: i read every week, thank you very much!
Rotonoto: yes, like little flowers, my terrific reelings for it...
Dr. Headphones: cat: out in paperback now. i leave it in the bathroom, read a chapter or two every day
klokwkdog: and what guise is that you are in, Roto?
llanwydd: rice and salt. sounds delicious
Rotonoto: (tripped over that line, didn't I?)
klokwkdog: it's the diet version of diamonds and rust
Dexter Fong: More salty rice!
Edmond Edmond: Dr. Mr. Muckle has a cartoon in this weeks edition right above the MoPaul article.
Dr. Headphones: judy in disguise?
Dead Fred: throw on some more cellophane it's getting cold in hear
llanwydd: I'm reading "Space" by James Michener
Elayne: Hi Roto! Sorry, slow on the uptake tonight.
klokwkdog: at least you're getting some lines in this production...
Dexter Fong: Ah: Ed-Ed = Eric?
Rotonoto: well, I'm bummed out because mother neture stomped all over my head this week...
Dr. Headphones: ed-ed: i haven't finished the one from this week yet, but before i hit "reload" i will
klokwkdog: you'll catch up eventually, Ilan.
Edmond Edmond: Close Dex Ernest
Rotonoto: 24 hour power outage due to bunch of funny storms, but to add insult to injury...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Somehow I didn't see you enter...Hiya
Dr. Headphones: unca ernie (inca ernie?)
C. Simril: space, i'd like to read that. read a lot of michener as a kid
Dexter Fong: dinka ernie?
llanwydd: catchup? to what?
Rotonoto: radio free roto magnificent tower dashed to the ground by falling tree- waddamess!
klokwkdog: hi. sometimes i just materialize in the corner, like Shattner
Edmond Edmond: Dr. Last weeks will be in the archives I'm leaving now to put up the new edition. Should be up in 15 minutes.
Dr. Headphones: mustard, brown, semi-spicy, please
C. Simril: what happened, roto?
klokwkdog: it's really, really big, Cat
Dr. Headphones: aw, roto, sorry to hear. you need to get permits to re-erect? (wow, that doesn't sound right!)
Rotonoto: Roto is still in Radio Prison, however
llanwydd: "Alaska" is my favorite
C. Simril: no, i'm just an ordinary size cat
Rotonoto: probably not ken
Dr. Headphones: ed-ed: it will still be on my screen until i reboot or refresh
Edmond Edmond: Mr. Birdseed Go To Press! Later Y'all thanx for the chat.
C. Simril: by ed2
klokwkdog: nite ee
Dexter Fong: Night Ed x2
Dr. Headphones: bye-bye, ed-ed
Merlyn: knight EE
Rotonoto: Go To Presssss!!
Edmond Edmond: http://issuesandalibis.org
Dead Fred: see ya ed
||||||||| At 10:11 PM, Edmond Edmond runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: Cry of the chinese launderette
Dr. Headphones: a nickel for ice cream? someone is living WAY in the past
Dexter Fong: ;gos afk for a refill
klokwkdog: Ken, we're talking people just now getting around to reading Mitchner's Space ;-)
Dr. Headphones: merl: fyi, no "failure to communicate" messages with this machine/browser combo
Rotonoto: hang out near Ben & Jerry's during next power outage- they give free samples on sidewalk
klokwkdog: the publisher's acceptance letter for that one had a 3¢ stamp on it...
Dr. Headphones: klok: well, i've never read anything by michener, so i'm even further behind
Rotonoto: (they don't make you scoop it up off the sidewalk, though)
Merlyn: did you get more than one before, phones?
llanwydd: Well, I've been busy with a lot of books and other things as well
Dr. Headphones: yes, merl, about every minute or so
C. Simril: just now getting around to?
Merlyn: I think your browser was losing packets or something..
klokwkdog is so far behind, he's just now reading The Master and Margarita...
C. Simril: fuck, i just got around to reading goethe's italian journals last summer before we went to italy. like goethe, we would have been better off never to have gone there at all
Dr. Headphones: put hemlock stones on "the case of the missing packets"
llanwydd: "Poland" was relentlessly depressing
klokwkdog: i was in NYC once, in the wrong place and the police made me give out a free sample on the sidewalk into a little cup
Dexter Fong: Klok: I got news for you...they were'nt police
C. Simril: a 6th grade class, or the dissolution of one, set me on a course for mikchenres hawaii and south pacific tales. this would have been when kennedy was still alive
Dexter Fong: Mikchenres?
klokwkdog: think of it as your delayed Grand Tour, Cat -- you have to hit all the mandatories and get ur ticket punched...
||||||||| Elayne rushes off, saying "10:16 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
C. Simril: i later read his jewish history, and then his afghan book which i loathed
C. Simril: by el
Rotonoto: wow, klok- you're not even a trucker! :o)
C. Simril: but read his Iberia when in spain last year and it was miraculous
Dead Fred: by the winedock sea
C. Simril: wa de du dah
llanwydd: I read "Tales of the South Pacific" in preparation for an audition for "South Pacific"
klokwkdog: I saw the tv mini-series made from Centennial and didn't see the point
Dr. Headphones: so, is the concensus that michener is worth reading--at least selectively?
Rotonoto: aw gee, I didn't even say hibye to E (Bye, you go, girl!)
klokwkdog: he's not a bad author
llanwydd: didn't get a part
Dead Fred: every other line
Dr. Headphones: roto: just saw your private msg. since i'm on cable, it remains on continuously for me
Dexter Fong: I read South Pacific when I was a youngster and thought the term "so and so" spelled "soandso" was a japanese word
Rotonoto: okle dokles, ken
C. Simril: yeah his work is basically, corny history for straight people, but i was a teacher long enough to know that even idiots benefit from a small respite from their idiocy, or the one the state wants them to believe in
klokwkdog: he ain't Dostoyevski or Proust, although it sometimes seems like he's getting a word rate instead of royalties
Rotonoto: hey, is it alright if I be a little depressed? 'cause I am
Dr. Headphones: lol, klok! i've read too many authors like that
llanwydd: I can tell you Michener was a great writer
Dr. Headphones: roto: you can cry on my shoulder...as soon as i get a shirt on
Merlyn: my keyboard is depressed
C. Simril: ok, you lose your tower, if you're not depressed, therre is something wrong with you, roto
Dexter Fong: Roto: Like tiny Zoloft pills this too shall pass
C. Simril: rejoice in the fact you are not thatr persson
Rotonoto: good point cat
Rotonoto: I will rebuild as big and better than ever
Dr. Headphones: roto: terribly damaged or repairable?
Dexter Fong: Roto: Tower for transmission or reception?
llanwydd: Read Michener's "Poland" and you'll be even more depressed
Rotonoto: probably can salvage some sections, rebuild initially to maybe 1/2 height
C. Simril: citizen Kane couldnt have said it better
klokwkdog: We can build it back stronger...faster (add cheesy sound effects, fade in Austrian accent)...
Rotonoto: both dex
Dr. Headphones: manual transmission? just put it in first, keep on chuggin'
C. Simril: i havent read that one, illl. a guy i used to know in japan told me to read the drifters or whatever it was called, as it was his fave book. i hated it immensely
llanwydd: He presents the entire history of Poland as one long holocaust
C. Simril: yeah well that's true, ill
Dexter Fong: Ken: I always put it in first...then I take it out for awhile
Dead Fred: OK
Dr. Headphones: poland comes into and goes out of existence like a light-sensitive lamp
klokwkdog: Ill - you should talk to a Ukranian about that...or rent Alexander Nevesky
C. Simril: the entire history of (fill in the blanks) has its stretches of non stop threat to its existance
Dexter Fong: Clap on! Clap off!
Dr. Headphones: dex: does your wife know?
Dead Fred: I've fallen and I can't get up
llanwydd: I love that movie!
Dexter Fong: Ken: She knows everything, and forgives all =)))))))))
Dr. Headphones: they made a move of "clap on-clap off"?
Rotonoto: applause at the old folks home produced a most striking light show for seconds on end
C. Simril: and it loves you back, ll
klokwkdog: Wasn't that Lucifer's line in Paradise Lost, Fred?
Dexter Fong: Move over Beethoven
llanwydd: and the soundtrack!
Dr. Headphones: someone here (and i'm not pointing any fingers) drank ALL my coffee!
Dexter Fong: It was Starbucks Sir
Dead Fred: lious cipher
C. Simril: as beethoven couldnt hear, he could not move over or role over, but remained, reamins
Rotonoto: you don't have the glass box on wall with emergency pack and instructions to break glass?
klokwkdog: Yeah, BBC Proms had a performance of it and during Twenty Minutes, the intermission, they had some experts explain about Eisenstein and Prokofiev's interaction and the background of the movie
llanwydd: feel free to point fingers. We won't see them
Dexter Fong: =====>
klokwkdog: It's been taken off audio on demand, but I think i have an MP3 somewhere
klokwkdog: how many fingers do you see now?
Dr. Headphones: ok, you're all in luck. there ws more in the pot
Dexter Fong: 14
llanwydd: Prokovieff did the soundtrack to Ivan the Terrible as well
Dead Fred: you're pointing again. Yes I'm a mason
Dr. Headphones: brick or stone?
Dexter Fong: Fred: How's that little masonette?
klokwkdog: but the thing is, if you haven't noticed, the bad guise in the movie are...Polish knichts
Dead Fred: jars
Dr. Headphones: or that nefarious "freemason" type?
C. Simril: jackie?
Dexter Fong: Nicht!
Rotonoto: old Harry pointed his bony index finger, pinky and thumb extended like some prehistoric bird's wings, and whilst vigorously rotating his hand like a jet fighter wagging its wings, intoned "You young punks!"
Dead Fred: dutch
C. Simril: bring us a shrubbery
Dr. Headphones: klok: did you get that email i sent from ken2 machine?
llanwydd: my mother was a masonette in high school
C. Simril: macedonian?
klokwkdog: yes i did, Ken
Dead Fred: LOL funny Ilan
C. Simril: king phillip come out for goodness sake
klokwkdog: i have a reply sitting in a compose window, but haven't sent it yet
llanwydd: Knights who say "nicht"?
Dexter Fong: Ilan: She went to finishing school, right....She was shellaced
Rotonoto: yeah, and get Prince Albert outa that can, too!
Dr. Headphones: i know that works then. you dont' need to reply unless you deem it necessary
Dead Fred: I have many replys in the compost
C. Simril: you hear neal amid, roto?
Dr. Headphones: prince albert is in the can doing unimaginable things to himself....
Rotonoto: yes sir, numerous times!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:27 PM, dragging Mudhead by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: Numerous one
Dexter Fong: Hiya Mud
C. Simril: i did that joke as a tribute to a form of humour that existed before i was alive
Dead Fred: hi mud
Dr. Headphones: it's muddy waters, back from the dead, still black and still singin' the blues
Mudhead: Hello Dear Friends
llanwydd: howdy, mud
Rotonoto: hey mud- where's porg?
Merlyn: hey mhead
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:28 PM and late as usual, it's Bunnyboy, just back from Billville."
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dr. Headphones: the bun!
C. Simril: i dont even think prince albert tobacoo existed when i smoked, in the 70s when hitching around canada
Dexter Fong: Cat: All forms of humor existed before any of us were alive =)
C. Simril: hi bunny
C. Simril: hi bunny
klokwkdog: the problem is, the sender ID was "root", Ken. Netscape 7.1 mailer thought it might be spam, and i wasn't sure myself -- you need to at least change that to superuser, and WTF are you in there as "root" for? It's time for you to be somebody. Be all that you can be. Oh, I forgot, you were.
Dexter Fong: oi dere Bun
Rotonoto: it's a cultural landslide of fireheads!
Bunnyboy: lo Richard
klokwkdog: yes it did, Cat
C. Simril: forms yes, dex, but not jokes. they have a shelflife of relavence
Bunnyboy: lo all
Dead Fred: You ain't got no brains on your left
Dr. Headphones: ah, klok, i ws tryiing to configure some stuff, the random thought crossed my mind and i just did it
C. Simril: how goes it, bunny man
Rotonoto: hiya guise
Dr. Headphones: i will be a good boy and change my name :)
klokwkdog: 23 Skiddoo!
Rotonoto: welcome to the barricaded gorge and clutter...
Bunnyboy: is kay
C. Simril: mr bombardier
Bunnyboy: I cut myself a 4 day 3 day weekend.
Bunnyboy: Rather unlike me.
Dexter Fong: Bun: Who is it like?
klokwkdog: be like mike
Dr. Headphones: ok, klok, it's done. that must have been one of those "automagical" things i didn't even check when i set it up
Rotonoto: Mikey likes it! He's eating it!
klokwkdog: mikey ate an awful lot more than he should have...
Dexter Fong: Mange Mikey, Mange
Mudhead: Mikey will eat anything
C. Simril: good for you, bunny
Dr. Headphones: those pop-rocks and pepsi were a bad combo for him (or so the myth goes)
Rotonoto: yes, he did fill out, but what the heck, he's a CEO now...
Bunnyboy: New ANIMAL HOUSE DVD is jest fine.
Dead Fred: these dang kids masticating every where
Rotonoto: Food Fight!
Bunnyboy: MEANING OF LIFE is a Special Edition next week.
Dexter Fong: I didn't know they collected stamps
Dr. Headphones: masticating will make you go blind
Dead Fred: peaches
C. Simril: have you seen american splendour, bunny? i forgot ot ask elayne
klokwkdog: Be Like Mike: http://cybold.com/nuke/mike.html
C. Simril: i',m planning to see it tomorow morning
Mudhead: i just want glasses
Dexter Fong: Gl;asss of beer?
C. Simril: but glasses dont want you
Dead Fred: grasses get this man grasses
Dexter Fong: I just want bottles
Rotonoto: we will all have glasses just as soon as we seize the means of production and...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Yamamoto a go-go into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:33 PM, then departs.
Mudhead: Your papers please
C. Simril: and she doenst want you
klokwkdog: eve, Yam!
Dr. Headphones: r.i.p. elugelab
Dexter Fong: oi!!!!!
Bunnyboy: cat: I *loved* American Splendor. Never read any of the graphic novels, but I saw the flick last weekend. Paul Giamatti is wonderful, as always.
Yamamoto a go-go: oi
C. Simril: yam si, spam no
Dead Fred: hi yam
Dr. Headphones: hey yam
C. Simril: thanks bunny
Rotonoto: wow! definitely a cultural landslide tonight!
llanwydd: be back in a few
klokwkdog: yes, Roto, we long ago started down that slippery slope
Dexter Fong: Okay
Mudhead: more of a backslide
Rotonoto: oh, the humanity!
klokwkdog: it matches our current political climate, Mud
Bunnyboy: Who you callin' a blimp?
Dexter Fong: And none of them are goosestepping
klokwkdog: Roto - would you like fries with that?
Rotonoto: are ice ages properly considered 'climates'?
klokwkdog: that's being worked on, Dex
Bunnyboy: Purty big burn. Make it a GRAFT Zeppelin.
Dr. Headphones: i'm phlegmish
Rotonoto: aw sure, guy- hit me with some fries
Dexter Fong: Roto: Yes
Rotonoto: oto ducks, too late)
Mudhead: Can i get a lite over here
Dexter Fong: Otto ducks
C. Simril: flies? we wont weigh em
Dr. Headphones: oto is the prefix for ears. i didn't know ducks had ears
Rotonoto: oi! oi! salt in my eye
Dead Fred: I always miss the duck
Dr. Headphones: bud lite, mudhead?
Dexter Fong: Otto "Wah?"
Bunnyboy: If an ice age occurs, and there's no one to witness it, can it be appreciated?
Mudhead: but do the flies vote?
Rotonoto: yes, it is Peeking Duck, AKA "The ONe Who Got Away"
Dr. Headphones: bun: only if you add some tequila and lime juice
klokwkdog: dunno, Roto, but a true environmentalist would seek to restore the original environment, which for the area N. of I-80 could arguably be said to average out as a mile-thick layer of ice
Dead Fred: does ice age?
C. Simril: hey, it sounds like saskatchewan
Dexter Fong: Only till it' nine Fred
Dr. Headphones: klok: i'm about 3 miles north of that, should i move slightly south?
Yamamoto a go-go: Only on tuesdays
Rotonoto: hey man- I lived in s. ont. for a while. If the Aleuts, can hack it, so can moi
C. Simril: must be belgium
C. Simril: have a cherry beer
Yamamoto a go-go: Poirot!
Dexter Fong: Cheri beri beer
klokwkdog: sure does, Fred -- it also changes color and loses salt if saltwater ice, so if you're good, you can tell whether to try getting drinking water from it.
Dead Fred: I'm in southern ontario we can hack anything
Yamamoto a go-go: Cherry Beer?
Mudhead: no Perot
Dr. Headphones: i'd hop on that cherry....
Yamamoto a go-go: eww
C. Simril: where are you now, roto?
Bunnyboy: Dark chocolate and superlative ales, for all my men!
Dr. Headphones: ale, ale, the gang's all here
klokwkdog: Ken - I think it will move you automagically when the time comes!
Mudhead: make mine merlot
C. Simril: did you see Dirty Pretty Things, bunny?
Rotonoto: near Wash DC (Please Wash Me!), but *way* outside the beltway
Dr. Headphones: mud: that's merlyn's line. put your finger on the script like *this*
klokwkdog: at least 72% cocoa!
Dexter Fong: Ken: It's coming......I'ts coming soon.......to a theater near you.....
C. Simril: Merly Oh? I thought his first name was Sadaharu.
Bunnyboy: No, but that's the one with the actress from AMELIE, rite?
Yamamoto a go-go: Go to far and you hit another belteay ya know
Merlyn: merlot can be mined?
C. Simril: yes b unny
C. Simril: best flick i've seen in a long time
Yamamoto a go-go: In france they do it alll the time
Dr. Headphones: merlot ore is found in some countries in africa. a vast untapped resource
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
C. Simril: as a student of film making, it riveted my vision, et al
Dexter Fong: While the old folks die of the heat, Yam
Rotonoto: all beltways choked with plenteous little servo-robots everywhere
C. Simril: yam, what do they do in france all the time?
Yamamoto a go-go: Mine Merlot
Rotonoto: wait- I distinctly remember llan ordering plague!
Dr. Headphones: i got dressed yesterday and forgot to put on my belt. thank grid i have enough rotundity that they didn't fall down
klokwkdog: those are components of US policy, clanking in on assembly lines every morning, Roto
Dexter Fong: ...and there's Democrats all over the beltway in Arlington, Va.
Mudhead: you around here a lot?
Dr. Headphones: and dead soldiers underground in arlington, va
klokwkdog: LOL, Dex!
C. Simril: i'm "writing" a series of film tales set in paris subways. what's happening now will invade thatr. it's fuckin mythic!
Mudhead: nobody's rounder than Mud
Rotonoto: Roto can no longer ask "Which motor we about to be riding in?"
C. Simril: mud has roundness?
Yamamoto a go-go: I'm tired of Democrats and rRespublikans, too
C. Simril: as opposed to locked ness?
Dexter Fong: Roto: Why cannot you aks?
klokwkdog: LOL
C. Simril: elliot, meet your cellmate, al capone
C. Simril: the town of moose jaw has lnked it future fortune to al capone.
Rotonoto: Roto now ask: "Which gridlock we about to be complaining of, Boss?"
klokwkdog: watch out folks, Cat's going for three in a row!
C. Simril: so did al 80 years ago
Dexter Fong: Cat: Have you heard the Nick Danger meet
C. Simril: what a trip
C. Simril: what a trip
Dexter Fong: meets ET episode
klokwkdog: Bourne Rotary, Roto
Rotonoto: hey- there's an echo in here
Dr. Headphones: echo? echo?
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here
C. Simril: hey klok, et whomever, my new stories are up on seemreal.com
Rotonoto: an echo in here
C. Simril: the travellig ishikawas
Mudhead: leave it over there
Rotonoto: in here
Dead Fred: The echos a small car it should fit
Rotonoto: ere
C. Simril: ck, it s tales from last summer, not this trip, but sky was much much prettier then
klokwkdog: how do you like that. acrobats on radio...
Bunnyboy: I obtained a steal-deal last week: I passed by the "remainders" table at our local Borders store, and saw 2 or 3 copies of that big ol' Second City harcover retrospective book, with 2 audio CDs included.
Bunnyboy: Original Retail Price: $45
Dexter Fong: Those the Ishikawas that promise to pave your driveway and just pour a weak tar mixture on it, Cat?
C. Simril: wow
Bunnyboy: My Price: $3.99
Yamamoto a go-go: Weak tar, all the fethers fall off
Rotonoto: Roto happy for Bunster- great find
Dr. Headphones: sounds good, bun
Mudhead: wow
klokwkdog: there was a local news feature on them, Dex
Merlyn: canadian money?
C. Simril: oh where do you go when you're tarred away
klokwkdog: Yam - that's only if you fly too near the sun
Mudhead: funny money
Dexter Fong: Bun: Nice find...I have the book but never knew about the cds
Yamamoto a go-go: Monopoly Money?
Rotonoto: humor never goes out of style, it just goes underground...
Dr. Headphones: i bought "learning red hat linux" on the b&n remainder table for $7.98 and it had 2 cd's in it also :) don't sound very good on the player though....
Mudhead: just like dead comedians
klokwkdog: you mean... €uros?
C. Simril: i axchaly read that book in the library, bun, but wuod love a copy
Merlyn: were you wearing a red hat?
Bunnyboy: There should be some SCTV DVD product in January of next year.
Dexter Fong: klok: there's always a news feature on them every so often
Dr. Headphones: merl: actually, i had on blue hat, but clerk was color blind
Dexter Fong: Yeah Bun: I read about that
C. Simril: can i send you payment in ground up canadian sovrenety?
Yamamoto a go-go: So it was yellow
Rotonoto: look out! klok found his numeric keypad again!
Merlyn: hat colorblindness, eh?
Dead Fred: I must be leaving have a great rest of the week folks
Mudhead: blue hat linux, officialy approved by the UN
Bunnyboy: Red Hat, Blue Hat, Green Hat, Angry Hat
Dr. Headphones: lol, mud!
klokwkdog got a Pocket World Atlas for $2.98 on the Barnes and igNoble remainders tabel once
C. Simril: by dead. hello live
Dexter Fong: Fred< have a great weekend
Yamamoto a go-go: Blue Helmet Linux, Favored by wheelchair generals
Rotonoto: peace fred

Dr. Headphones: the world has a pocket?
Merlyn: big blue hat linux, approved in Billville
Mudhead: Be good, or good at it Fred
klokwkdog: red hat linux in the side pocket, Ken
Dexter Fong: The italics are coming...the italics are coming
Dr. Headphones: someone forgot to turn off italics ;)
Bunnyboy: nite Fred
Yamamoto a go-go: Whoops
Yamamoto a go-go: Whoops
Merlyn: hey, the code is supposed to be smart enough to close off a line like that itself...
C. Simril: you got plansfor the weak end, bunny?>
Yamamoto a go-go: ha
Dr. Headphones: does it work this way?
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here
Bunnyboy: The world has several pockets...and poles, too.
Rotonoto: better if you turn it this way first
klokwkdog forgot to close off his italics, and the chat s/w could not catch it, so...sorry
Yamamoto a go-go: How did I do that?
Dr. Headphones: or like this?,/b>
Merlyn: I'll fix it, phones...and I'll have to add the euro symbol
Mudhead: ich way?
Yamamoto a go-go: aha
Yamamoto a go-go: bah
Merlyn: the chat s/w was supposed to catch it, though...
Dr. Headphones: hmmm, i typed that wrong and it did catch it
Bunnyboy: cat: Walkin' my dog and cuddling my mate, that's about it.
Mudhead: or, at way?
C. Simril: Ahi
Rotonoto: Test
Yamamoto a go-go: So there
klokwkdog: looked OK here, Merlyn, I just forgot the HTML close italics
C. Simril: good for you, bun
Dr. Headphones: bun: don't do it the other way around
Yamamoto a go-go: baj
Yamamoto a go-go: My mate wants more $$$$
Rotonoto: Test
Dr. Headphones: i have a cat mad at me now, keyboard in lap, she cant sit there
Bunnyboy: And always, always catching up on sideline Media Addiction.
Merlyn: but the software should have fixed it anyway, kwd
Yamamoto a go-go: Now has Ulster County Family Court Involved
klokwkdog: my first ossifer is a PITA, but I am the capitain of my soul
C. Simril: weve been in Work mode, shooting film in sask. and before that norhtern bc. now we're into Moving mode. then more travel. too much too soon
Dr. Headphones: yam: those damned irish, sticking their noses where they don't belong
Mudhead: Doc, dont get the cat pissed off
Bunnyboy: Whoever invented DVDs should only go to hell...
Mudhead: You have to sleep sometime
Dexter Fong: Bun: Why?
Dr. Headphones: mud: she will go to bed with me, lie there and purr me to sleep. she forgets slights like this easily, still loves me
klokwkdog: it was a committee, BB
C. Simril: all of you are far busier than me, i think.
Rotonoto: Roto is sloooooow adoptor, has never owned DVD
Merlyn: I see KWD, you had two opening italic in a row, and one closing, so the s/w couldn't detect the problem...
klokwkdog: not so, Cat
Mudhead: you think, ever notice wetness in morning?
Bunnyboy: Dex: They're like...candy...Precioussssssss....my Precioussssssss.....
C. Simril: just tired of travlling, crushed in planes and cars and busy streets, and then more of the same.
Dr. Headphones: klok opened italy twice? wow! caesar didn't even do that!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts llanwydd in through the front door at 10:51 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Bun: =)) i see
Dr. Headphones: mud: only when i drool on the pillow....
klokwkdog: you're thinking Hannibal, Ken
C. Simril: ok klok and dr. kend, you guise should be much busier. alas
Dr. Headphones: wb, llan
Dexter Fong: wb Ill
Merlyn: didn't patton do that?
klokwkdog: if the cat is there, they can lick it up
Yamamoto a go-go: Trying ou E-Mule
klokwkdog: alas and alak, Cat, 4 sure
Mudhead: Doc , I am very enviuos, /i'm not allowed pets here, I'd love my own kitty. They are clowns in cat suits.
Dr. Headphones: klok: one of them actually woke me up a few days ago, licking my cheek where the drool was draining onto the pillow
Bunnyboy: That said, I haven't launched into any of the LOTR discs. Figure I wait for the 27 Disc wrap-up, once the 3rd film's been out for...oh, 2 months.
klokwkdog: BTW all, Ken has installed Linux and has become impressively proficient at it. At least, I'm impressed.
Dr. Headphones: mud: i have 3, you're welcome to come visit sometime
Dr. Headphones: ken blushes :)
Rotonoto: brave-oh! well done, ken
Bunnyboy: Great story: My adorable Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Henry, was watching TV with us a couple of weeks ago.
klokwkdog: that's a cat for you - the house is burning down, and they can't be bothered to pass it on. drool a little while having a nice dream and they're all over your case...
Dexter Fong: I recently ordered "The Endless summer"...you get one dvd disc a week.....for life
Mudhead: Thanks Doc, i'm not travelin too far right now but when things get better i plan to
Dr. Headphones: roto: not only once, but twice! i have red hat 9 on one machine, mandrake 9.1 on the machine next to it, and win xp on computer #3
Dr. Headphones: roto: did i not tell you of the misfortunes i had and the purchase of new system?
Mudhead: lol klok
Rotonoto: I shall be your understudy some day soon
klokwkdog: it's when they start making pointed comments about the material that I draw the line, BB
Yamamoto a go-go: I need to figure out how to make linux work w/USB devices
Rotonoto: yes indeed
Bunnyboy: One of the premium channels was showing PATTON. We watched the opening, and when George C. Scott started his speech before the troops...
Mudhead: load usb drivers
Dr. Headphones: yam: try the u.s.a. services (ask john ashcroft for a free sample)
Bunnyboy: Henry nosed up to the screen, cowered down, and started barking at the "evil doll man".
Mudhead: i've got redhat usb drivers on a compaq here
Rotonoto: load futon torpedoes!
Bunnyboy: We wept, we laughed so hard.
C. Simril: right on, bun
klokwkdog: BB - my feelings exactly, and I'm almost tempted to wait for the 10th anniversary super-deluxe boxed set with the surviving cast doing catty interviews about each other
Dr. Headphones: bun: one of the cats here watches tv. prefers actoin, but will tolerate long periods of dialogue
C. Simril: catty?
Dr. Headphones: action, not actoin
llanwydd: futon torpedos must be Japanese
C. Simril: cat g? cat h?
Rotonoto: yes, deadly at close range
Dr. Headphones: llan: yes, hard as hell to wake up though
Dexter Fong: Via a cat
C. Simril: hey, i'll post from japan to here if i can.
Bunnyboy: "And Elijah farted in the trailer..." "DID NOT!" "DID TOO!!!"
Dr. Headphones: cat: you can't do that, it's the other side of the world
C. Simril: i lived and left there long before the internet. long time no see
klokwkdog: cat - you know, the real dirt on whether Liv Tyler can really ride a horse, etc.
C. Simril: loooked good to me, klok
Dexter Fong: Eijah,: I never troubled Israel's ppiece"
Rotonoto: be interesting to have you log into this chat from over there
Dexter Fong: piece
Rotonoto: you world traveler, you :o)
klokwkdog: maybe you can't get here from there, Roto
Dr. Headphones: log in friday morning about 11am? (or is that 7am?)
Mudhead: like to see what the lag like from there
Bunnyboy: (sings) Hold thy peace, and I prithee, hold thy peace. Thou knave!
klokwkdog: actually, considering their penchant for strange and obscure, I'm surprised we're not overwhelmed by members of that double-byte character set
C. Simril: we move in 1 month, leave for japan the next month
Mudhead: For how long Cat?
Dr. Headphones: klok: is double-byte like an overbite?
Rotonoto: move is more local, though- right?
C. Simril: not sure yet, still talking to travel agents
Dexter Fong: Cat: Be sure to move somewhere they don't have a lotta trees
klokwkdog: no, it's that thing I posted some time back where there was a proposal to include the Klingon language character set
C. Simril: yeah, we move from one part of north van to another.
C. Simril: japan just a trip
C. Simril: japan just a trip
Dr. Headphones: ah, unicode
Mudhead: ahh
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here
klokwkdog: so, it's kind of a moving van, eh Cat?
Rotonoto: yeah, what a trip!
Rotonoto: I hear their economy finally responding again
klokwkdog: yeah, I couldn't, you know, when you forget the...
Dr. Headphones: no more deflation?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dead Fred - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
C. Simril: when we moved 2 years ago, we bought this place before we moved into it so we could move in slowly. this time it has to be all on one day. bummer
Dexter Fong: a man, a plan, a van = navanalpanama
klokwkdog: LOL
C. Simril: mrs vishnu? i;'d like yu to meet mr. vish old
Dexter Fong: thanks Klok =)))))))))
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: had no idea how'd that work out =))
Yamamoto a go-go: The economy is fine
Dr. Headphones: catherwood is up to 7 minutes now
klokwkdog: cat (and the rest of Vancouver that speaks our language) is probably tired of "van" jokes
Yamamoto a go-go: Jobs are not being exported'
Dr. Headphones: well, we could have called it van halen....
Dexter Fong: Oh I dunno: How about that Van Johnson
C. Simril: sask is very different from here
Rotonoto: overcome by fatigue, going to hit the sack- nytol...
Dr. Headphones: later, roto
C. Simril: but the great thing is,now i can get fresh fruit, good meals anywhere
klokwkdog: yeah, Yam, like the Bob Newhart routine "Grace L. Ferguson Airline and Screen Door Company", the part, "the engine is not on fire...everything is all right...."
Mudhead: nite roto
Dexter Fong: Good to see you again Roto =)
Dexter Fong: Haven't seen Bambi and ah clem in a couple
C. Simril: last year it was a struiggle. when i ffirst came back here in 99 after 3 decades it was not possib le
Rotonoto: "Get your hands off me- I'm a newsman- I gotta find out- Reeeeeebussssss!"
||||||||| "Hey Rotonoto!" ... Rotonoto turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:03 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
C. Simril: by roto
Dexter Fong: Ah, Roto's in the hole again
||||||||| 11:03 PM -- Yamamoto a go-go left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
klokwkdog: nite roto
C. Simril: yam
Dr. Headphones: dex: i saw them last week on a different chat, not sure why not here.
Dexter Fong: and oi bye Yam
llanwydd: all right. who's been mean to Bambi?
Mudhead: The party's poopin out!
Dexter Fong: BB is fading
C. Simril: principals?
klokwkdog: stools?
Mudhead: I got seriuosly medicated to come here tonite
Dexter Fong: The Prince is your pal...so spake that italian dude
Mudhead: We take drugs seriuosly in my family
klokwkdog just said 'no' to druggs
C. Simril: and it hasnt worked out, mud?
C. Simril: hey, imagine my distress
Dexter Fong: Imagine my mistress
Mudhead: im feelin fine
C. Simril: droogs?
C. Simril: roll over beat oven
Dexter Fong: Druse
C. Simril: glad to hear it, mud
klokwkdog: Yezudi
Dexter Fong afk for a refil
Dr. Headphones: yehudi menuhin?
Mudhead: you know this oxycontin is not just for raves anymore
klokwkdog: and we're back to...Lucifer! Imagine that.
C. Simril: doc is playing pool tonight so onlyl will show if he's knocked out early.
Dr. Headphones: lol, mud! did you snort or shoot it?
C. Simril: t's hope that does not occur
C. Simril: t's hope that does not occur
C. Simril: get thee behind me, klok
Mudhead: it's medicinal i swallow em
klokwkdog: in which case he'd be a few balls short of a full rack?
Dr. Headphones: i tried shooting pills once, but my aim isn't that good. next time i will try a shotgun instead of a bb gun
llanwydd: testing
Mudhead: Though Heroin is the strongest pain releiver avaailable without a prescription
klokwkdog: Yezudi belive that he was redeemed, Cat, instead of this "I've fallen and I can't get up bit" the others use.
Dexter Fong returns refilled
klokwkdog: i've watched shooting stars and had shooting pains, but never tried that, Ken
klokwkdog: and spilling over? like an endless waterfall?
Dr. Headphones: how about bamboo shoots?
Mudhead: and scores
Dexter Fong: How about pair o' shoots
Bunnyboy: whoopsie
Mudhead: its good
Bunnyboy: urp
klokwkdog: you have to block the rhyzome, Ken, or it will definitely take over your yard. it's not an ornamental, it's a pest worse than kudzu
Dexter Fong: So..no Doc T and/or Lily tonight?
klokwkdog: yes there is, Dex, just not here;-)
Dr. Headphones: no worries about bamboo here. i know all about it from living in florida though, you do NOT want it everywhere
Bunnyboy: And just when I was saying "DSL is roxors"...
Dexter Fong: K3wl dud3
Bunnyboy: But, for the most part, it is.
Dr. Headphones: i *really* have to think to read that, dex
Dexter Fong: That's why it's k3wl, Kan
Dexter Fong: en
klokwkdog: yeah, it's one notch short of that Australian shrub they thought they could reclaim the Everglades with and...it's working. Also most of Florida, if they don't stop it. I think someone is trying to convince fire ants or formosan termites to eat it...
Bunnyboy: I play a shoot-em-up game called UNREAL TOURNAMENT 2003, and DSL coasts on that jest fahn.
klokwkdog: is this l33t sp33k nite?
Dexter Fong: j4h
C. Simril: you still do music, bunny?
Bunnyboy: 13 0 13
Dexter Fong: w4v3s cons3cut|v3 tr4nsl4tion
Dr. Headphones: klok: florida is a haven for non-native species. brazillian pepper trees (not really pepper, not sure if brazillian or not) are a terrible pest. and australian pines are everywhere (but they are really autsrian)
Dexter Fong sings: Thirteen oh thirteen, now your legal, now you're mine
klokwkdog: ...and me without my SMS English dictionary...
Dr. Headphones: dex: you related to jerry lee lewis?
klokwkdog: Did Fagan and Becker do that one?
Dexter Fong: Gr34t b4lls of f|r3
C. Simril: my euros
Dr. Headphones: is it officially fagan and becker, or becker and fagan?
Dexter Fong: BFD
klokwkdog: Ken - not to mention humans
C. Simril: new album?
klokwkdog: dunno -- I thought they sold out to Sigfried and Roy
Dexter Fong: Album? Hah! An oldie
C. Simril: d'sk
Bunnyboy: one more time
Bunnyboy: thass better
Dexter Fong: Sigfried meets Roy Rogers..A dale of two sinners
Dr. Headphones: i need to try out my sound editing program on new 'puter. on old one, took 1.5x as long as selection to de-pop/click it
Mudhead: i'm driftin, i'll see ya next week
Dexter Fong: Ken: Perfection takes time
Bunnyboy: cat: Yes, indeed...between multimedia IVs...
C. Simril: by merl
klokwkdog: nite Mud
Dexter Fong: Night Mud
Dr. Headphones: later, mud, take care of yersef
C. Simril: we'll talk, bun
klokwkdog: BB - is that the new Mannheim Steamroller?
Bunnyboy: nite Richard
Mudhead: thanks all gnite back to the freeway, already in progress
klokwkdog: I thought they were pulling ahead of the Superbowl now
Dr. Headphones: klok: you aren't dissing MS are you? i like their xmas album
||||||||| "11:18 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Mudhead, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
klokwkdog: LXIV or something
Bunnyboy: No, it's Jack Webb's posthumous production company.
Dr. Headphones: hey, why was a log posted on the canadian nurses' association website?
Dexter Fong: Ken: YOu outta hear their Crystalnacht album
C. Simril: by mudok i'm back from 2 week s onlyh limited talk here
klokwkdog: it was posthumous when he was alive
Bunnyboy: BTW, Jack Webb was originally offered the part of Dean Wormer in ANIMAL HOUSE. He turned it down. Surprised?
C. Simril: so i then fall away, and then austin shows up?
klokwkdog: he had a Code, BB
Dr. Headphones: cat: if he does, someone here will say "high" for you
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: and lived by it
Dexter Fong: Cat: I told him not to bother if he's gonna come so late
C. Simril: oa?
Dexter Fong: oi?
C. Simril: phil a?
||||||||| Outside, the 11:21 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dr. H's alter ego coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Phil A
klokwkdog: he's turning us all into nightowls!
C. Simril: i need cubes
Dr. H's alter ego: here i am from the "other" linux machine, courtesy of a nice KVM switch :)
Dexter Fong: Nigh Towels
klokwkdog: we need to reschedule the sun out there...where is that chrontab...
Dr. H's alter ego: but i'm sure if you check the ip address, it will be same, since on same router
klokwkdog: give the KVM switch a cookie, Ken ... say your New York Times one...
Dexter Fong: Nigh Towels
||||||||| "11:22 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dr. H's alter ego, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Dr. Headphones: no, not the nyt one! then i'd have to remember that password!
Dexter Fong: Bye bye ego
Dexter Fong: Bye bye happiness
Dr. Headphones: cogito, ego sum
C. Simril: are we lost?
klokwkdog: it won't change, Ken
Dexter Fong: Lost in the stars Cat
Dr. Headphones: yes, cat, unless we accept jesus christ as our personal savior
klokwkdog: you're trapped, like Will Robinson
Dexter Fong: Hey...Jesus is my personal banker
C. Simril: i've always liked the stars. i could see so many of them in the saskatchewan sky
Dr. Headphones: jesus saves...at first national
C. Simril: there are no saviours, kend
klokwkdog: all falls apart. the centre cannot hold.
Dr. Headphones: slouching toward bethlehem
Dexter Fong: You Auden say that klok
C. Simril: yeats, meet fates
klokwkdog: who you callin' a slouch?
Dr. Headphones: you should see MY posture!
Dexter Fong: Slacking towards Bethlehem
C. Simril: slouching towards nothvan, this rough best...
klokwkdog: all i wanted was a paws that refreshes
C. Simril: it comes in cans in this country
klokwkdog: ah! icy paws! the dog ice cream!
Dr. Headphones: i got new chair yesterday, much better than old one. this one has lumbar support (nothing supports lumber though)
C. Simril: good for you, kend
Dexter Fong: Jesus, I woulda been here sooner but the star got in my eyes
C. Simril: better chair than char
Dr. Headphones: isn't char a fish?
Dexter Fong: Charred Char
Dr. Headphones: i do NOT sit on fish
C. Simril: arctic
klokwkdog: metal sawhorses. on sale $12 each at Ocean State Job Lot this week -- if careful, you can get 400 kilos of lumber on a pair of them
C. Simril: ive eaten it but recal it naught
Dexter Fong slaps Ken in the butt with a char just for the trout of it
Dr. Headphones: i saw horses once, running around in the field, without a care in the world, la de da
C. Simril: tick tick, tick of oil, olil, oil
klokwkdog: not more fish heads
Dexter Fong: Jim Fishead
C. Simril: they shoot jane fonda, dont they?
Dr. Headphones: she and ted got divorced, she found jesus, he wasn't looking
Dexter Fong: Clark Wintergreen
klokwkdog: actually parrot heads -- the Jimmy Buffett Labor Day concert is here
C. Simril: good stuff, dex
C. Simril: good to hear bergman say "cunt"
||||||||| Catherwood enters with LiliLamont close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 11:28 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
C. Simril: hi lili
Dr. Headphones: h, lili
klokwkdog: WOW!
Dexter Fong: Hey! It's the Lili
Dr. Headphones: uh, hi, lili, i forgot my eye there
klokwkdog: of the Valee
Dexter Fong turns ruddy
Dr. Headphones: ruddy mcdowell
klokwkdog: (too much looking at Mars, Dex)
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bunnyboy - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
LiliLamont: Hi, guys. I'm back from SF and Doc is in a 9 ball tourney. Just thought I'd drop in and see what was going on.
C. Simril: i hope your daughter is well,lili
Dexter Fong: Bye Bun
Dr. Headphones: doc has 9 balls? send pic to guiness book!
C. Simril: too much heat here, there, everywhere
LiliLamont: Good grid, is everyone dropping out already?
Dexter Fong: It's late here on the least coast Lili
LiliLamont: Cat: She's better than well. she just snagged a job in her field that gives her a 33% raise.
C. Simril: no, we're always on your side, lii. not necessarily alive though
Dr. Headphones: woo hoo for her!
C. Simril: fantastic, lili
Dexter Fong: Glad to hear that Lili...screw the system!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LiliLamont: Dex: I know, but every time I head west, I find myself on west coast time for a long time.
Dr. Headphones: dex: apply lubricant liberally first
klokwkdog: fantastic, Lili!
Dexter Fong: DH: Is that a general prescription or is it more specific?
Dr. Headphones: put on affected areas before irritation occurs. lather, rinse, repeat.
LiliLamont: I know, she's very pleased and said that they had a lot or organizing to do, but that is precisely what she did at her last job. I know I sound like a mom, but she's so fucking smart.
Dr. Headphones: a chippette off the old block, huh?
Dexter Fong: Side affect may be debilitating or worse
LiliLamont: I think so, I I keep telling her that. She used to look at my engineering homework and say, "Mom, I don't know how you do that."
Dr. Headphones: no side effects if you approach the problem head on
C. Simril: are jobs looming for you too, lili? we al sure hope so
Dexter Fong: Oh DH, you some smarmy guy
LiliLamont: Have any of the guys dropped in, like Phil or Phil?
Dexter Fong: No Lili
Dr. Headphones: nope, nor dave nor pete
klokwkdog: we're figuring about 2AM...
C. Simril: pp has never dropped by. he was the first computer guy, and iis the last to drop by here
Dr. Headphones: i may not make it to 2am
Dexter Fong: klok: That early?
Dr. Headphones: someone needs to shake up his electrons then
klokwkdog: i hope to make it past 2AM, but in an Altered State
Dr. Headphones: rhode island IS an altered state ;)
Dexter Fong: Oh! Klok, you some altered guy
klokwkdog: for 30 years now, Dex
Dexter Fong: Hope it didn't hurt too much
LiliLamont: Cat: It's pretty grim. I'm considering reinventing myself. Doc had me talk to a friend of his that used to do the same think I did and he got into house appraisals. I'm considering that with bartending so that I can go to nursing school and do what my brother in SF does. But I know computers so well, and it's so lucrative.
LiliLamont: thing
klokwkdog: Dex - the exact surgeon's words: I'm going to fix it back better than God made it
C. Simril: lili, i'm taking an editing course thursdays statting sept 25 for 4 weeks, and then going to japan for the next 3 or so. may or may not br able to talk from japan but i'm nolt going there to talk to here
Dr. Headphones: lili: talk to some nurses first. i know several and they all want out of it. pay is good, but paperwork kills them
klokwkdog: ..it only hurts when you laugh
LiliLamont: Cat: Are you taking Fumiyo with you?
C. Simril: yeah you have to get a job in your field lili
Dexter Fong: A man, a surgeon, a plan = nalpanoegrusanama
Dr. Headphones: only nurse i know who doesn't want out is my sister. she works in operating room, no patient interaction, no paperwork
C. Simril: where, lili?
LiliLamont: Dr. H. My brother is an RNFA. Since he became a first assistant, he loves it.
C. Simril: japan?
Dr. Headphones: what is RNFA? registered nurse, fine arts?
klokwkdog: give a man an anagram, and he's happy for a day. teach a man how to construct anagrams, and he'll terrorize the whole planet for years!
Dexter Fong: It's time to find a parking space...hope you all have nice long weekend
C. Simril: no, it's bits friends idea. she and bit wanted to go there and so Fumioy said she'd take her and I',m going along to do this website flick thingy
Dr. Headphones: lol, klok!kokl ,lol
LiliLamont: SF, Cat. He's in high demand. He does a lot of ortho work and there are some surgeons that won't even work without him.
klokwkdog: nite Dex
Dexter Fong: klok: =)
Dr. Headphones: good luck, dex
LiliLamont: Registered Nurse First Assistant.
C. Simril: by dex
Dexter Fong: Except it's called a palindrome Klok
C. Simril: sel docks
Dr. Headphones: next door to the hippodrome
klokwkdog: whatever - it's post -beer ;-)
C. Simril: are you in good health, lili?
Dexter Fong: L4t3r f01ks
LiliLamont: Bon soir, Dex. I just realized that you were checking out for th night.
klokwkdog: are those hippos still there. I thought they finally evicted them. dirty trailer trash
Dr. Headphones: i have 2 beers here, not really enough to get started. OTOH, i have almost full bottle of bourbon, too MUCH to get started
Dexter Fong: ill return later...when phil and phil and etc are here...2 am I believe
klokwkdog: but it's the chemical in red wine that allows you to live forever...
C. Simril: ok dex, you fuckn snob!
Dr. Headphones: reservatrol or something like that
klokwkdog: i'm going to czech out now, too. good night all
Dr. Headphones: later, kwd
LiliLamont: Cat: My health is weird. I've been going through tests and I have been doing the preliminary workups for uterine fibroid embolization. Try saying that 3 times fast.
LiliLamont: Bon soir, Klok.
Dr. Headphones: lili: don't let them make final diagnosis until you have health insurance
Dr. Headphones: well, i retract that statement. if it's serious, get it worked on!
LiliLamont: Dr. H: I do have insurance. My COBRA expired and I had to go through Health Reinsurance Assoc. of CT., but I've got insurance, albeit at a much higher price.
klokwkdog: i saw something on TV, lili, where they blast them with like 3000 ultrasound beams, non-invasively. showed this lady riding a horse later that week; i thought, "sure, just like the vasectomy guys in India going back to work the next day and the laser eye surgery victims flying airliners the next day"
C. Simril: Fumiyo and I send all positive energy we can muster in your way, lili
Merlyn: Ah, now you can use the € symbol, and ¶ and •
klokwkdog: but it looked hopeful
Dr. Headphones: i was up and about after my vasectomy, but didn't want to get on any horses
klokwkdog: we couldn't befor€?
Merlyn: but not 'u'
Dr. Headphones: euros, paragraphs, and bullets. sounds like a country song to me :)
LiliLamont: Thanks, Cat. For someone who is anemic and depressed, I have extroardinary energy. Must be the good karma from my friends.
Merlyn: lol phones
C. Simril: we do what we can, lili
klokwkdog: yes, better to start with donkeys, Ken
Merlyn: you could, but it was non-portable
Dr. Headphones: and make an ass of myself?
klokwkdog -). nite all
||||||||| klokwkdog departs at 11:45 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
LiliLamont: Nite, K.
C. Simril: our trip to sask was not what we expected. much to be depressed about but we will not be depressed. we can survive bit['s death, the fact the sky us gRAY instead of blue is probably survivable
Dr. Headphones: nature show on pbs in the background: "we didn't have all our rods in the water...."
LiliLamont: Say, that sounds like the American polical scene, Dr. H.
C. Simril: fuck
Dr. Headphones: or the story of my life....
Dr. Headphones: i've been reading some negative stuff about howard dean lately, seems he's a johnny-come-lately to the liberal scene.
LiliLamont: Cat: I'm sorry to hear that. I've been wanting to go north and visit my daughter, and doc has spoken about going north to visit you. It's been too long.
LiliLamont: seriously, Dr. H?
Dr. Headphones: i'm flirting with the wesley clark candidacy. ex-general, thinks war is bad.
LiliLamont: seriously, Dr. H?
Dr. Headphones: yep, lili, just read webpage about it tonight, but my history function is acting up on browser, not saving anything, so not sure i could find it again
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
LiliLamont: Whatever it take to get W's WASP ass out of the White House.
C. Simril: me 2m kend and i cant even vote
C. Simril: egss akly, lili8
Dr. Headphones: yes, one blog i read said "elect a blender, just get georgie on unemployment"
C. Simril: i know for a fact, as i trtavel around my country, that bushs policies are creating much poverty here
LiliLamont: I'd vote for a blender in a heartbeat, if that did the job. I hate that smarmy bastard.
Dr. Headphones: of course, he won't be unemployed. will go to work for daddy at the carlyle group, or sit on board at halliburton
LiliLamont: Cat, his policies are creating poverty everywhere.
Merlyn: a blender on a bender
Dr. Headphones: i've read that eisenhower was the last *TRUE* republican president
C. Simril: here, there, everywhere
C. Simril: the anti beatles
C. Simril: doc, lili and me, we're all the same age. we recall when eis was our president
LiliLamont: Dr. H: The report on All Thing Considered re Haliburton was pretty damning. If only the American populace knew this shit or gave a damn.
C. Simril: thye dont lili
Dr. Headphones: anyone here wants to know what religion you should be, check out http://beliefnet.com/story/76/story_7665_1.html. i came out mahayana buddhist
LiliLamont: I know. It make me sick. Doc has spoken about moving to Vancouver. If that asshole is re-elected, I may just do that.
LiliLamont: I'll have to check that out, Dr. H, and see if I'm Wiccan or some other pagan.
LiliLamont: I'll have to check that out, Dr. H, and see if I'm Wiccan or some other pagan.
Dr. Headphones: lili: the american people are asleep. and they won't wake up
||||||||| Phil Austin strides in at 11:55 PM with Danny Vanilla badgering him for an interview; since he has no badgers, Catherwood forcibly escorts Danny Vanilla out the door.
Dr. Headphones: hey, phil!
Dr. Headphones: we were betting on 2am, you beat the reaper by 2 hrs
LiliLamont: Phil! So good to see your smiling script!
Phil Austin: eveniin yall
Dr. Headphones: y'all? you a southern boy now?
LiliLamont: We've been bemoaning the state of the onion as led by W. It's enough to bring tears to your eyes.
Phil Austin: doc: Southern Puget Sound
Dr. Headphones: i heard a puget sound once, very melodic
LiliLamont: Doc's actually not here, Phil. He's in a 9 ball tourney. I've been expecting to hear from him.
Phil Austin: puget sonora
LiliLamont: Excuse me, I meant Doctec. My mistake, Dr. H.
Phil Austin: lil: you mean he's hanging out in a smoke-filled dive losing money?
LiliLamont: Perhaps I should refresh my drink.
Dr. Headphones: no problem, lili, i've seriously wondered about emigration too
Phil Austin: so many doctors, so little advice
Dr. Headphones: take two pills, call me when you get the phone turned back on
Merlyn: hey phil, I was writing a flame to an idiot...
LiliLamont: No, he can't afford to lose money. It probably is smoke filled, which is the worst thing about shooting pool on this coast. We both love to do it, but the smoke is vile.
Phil Austin: merl: fst idiot or more specific?
Dr. Headphones: but if the smoke were bile, your gall bladder would get lung cancer
Phil Austin: lil: I had the nicest email from yourdoc once explaining several nuances of the game. The only bad part would seem to be having nine balls ...
Merlyn: No, I flame idiots on usenet; this one's in alt.atheism
||||||||| 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..
Dr. Headphones: god help us all
LiliLamont: Dr. H: No probelm with the gall bladder. I just went through a battery of GI test for the over 50 set. I'm very healthy, except for my feminine plumbing. And I'm getting that fixed.
||||||||| 12:01 AM: wc guy jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dr. Headphones: hi wc
Phil Austin: I hadn't realized it was so late. OOOOOna and her best friend shelrae from Idaho are next door watching the MTV awards
wc guy: hey phones
LiliLamont: Phil: He manages. And he keep them on the table, except for his personal pair.
Phil Austin: Hi, John
Dr. Headphones: you mean there is actually stuff on mtv worthy of awards?
Phil Austin: The sheep keeping you up?
Merlyn: riceman
wc guy: Evening, Sir Phil. The sheep have been asking of you
Phil Austin: My favorite mtv artist lately is Bouncy Knowles
wc guy: My fav: Johnny Cash (did he win anything?)
LiliLamont: Really! I've seen the press, but I haven't seen her perform.
Dr. Headphones: i'm sure that's a pun on something, but i'm so old (how old is he?) i know nothing of her/him/it
Phil Austin: I suppose everyone knows that wcguy has an actual sheep herd in his back forty
Dr. Headphones: john: you eat them, milk them, shear them, or just have them as pets?
Phil Austin: up his back forty?
LiliLamont: Why am I not surprised?
LiliLamont: That's a pain that's going to linger.
wc guy: ....and goats and pigs (but we don't speak of the pigs)...but Mr. Austin has me beat in the dog department
Phil Austin: Johnny Cash on MTV, there's a fantasy
Dr. Headphones: you need a protorologist for that problem ;)
LiliLamont: Have you heard his cover of Nine Inch Nail's Hurt?
wc guy: You'd be amazed how fast sheep can run!
LiliLamont: It's almost like listening to William Burrough's if he could sing.
Phil Austin: Ah, the perfect cue for any number of of chasin' yer sister round the sheep barn jokes
LiliLamont: Burroughs
wc guy: Gotta get me a sister, then
Phil Austin: Burrows
Phil Austin: has the catman fallen asleep at the switch?
LiliLamont: Now I know I need to refresh my drink. My syntax is going to hell.
wc guy: Took me a few listens to get into "Hurt"..but it is incredible.
Phil Austin: Much like doctec, Lil, drawn ever closer to the flames by his insane lust for pool
Merlyn: cat is fading, maybe he's busy...
Dr. Headphones: john: i've worked with sheep before, i know how fast and how dumb they are
LiliLamont: I think Cat bagged out for the night. And you're right about Doc, Phil. He's a man possessed.
Phil Austin: The Blig Blonde and I are feeding my sisterinlaw's horsies while thy're camping this weekend. I forgot how huge and overwhelming they are.
||||||||| At 12:08 AM, wc guy vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with wc guy close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 12:08 AM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
wc guy: hit wrong button
Dr. Headphones: horses scare me, i haven't been on one since 1980
Phil Austin: that wcguy gets around
Dr. Headphones: the chromium switch?
Phil Austin: I hear they've improved them since 1980. New brakes or something
wc guy: he comes he goes, he is like a shadow in the night...oh, wait, it's night. I have no shadow.
Dr. Headphones: lol, phil! tihs one knew i was afraid, walked too close to the edge of the trail for me on mountain ride
Dr. Headphones: of course, i was in jamaica, in an "enhanced" mental condition with local produce, too. maybe that had something to do with it
Phil Austin: dr. H. what mountain?
Dr. Headphones: one of those jamaican mountains, mon
Dr. Headphones: near montego bay. but i stayed so out of it while i was there i don't remember. between the tia maria and the ganja......
Phil Austin: self-answering question. Jamaica and good hemp. The horses friend. Let's show this guy something he'll always remember, said the horse to his horse buddies
Dr. Headphones: i will admire them from afar now, but don't get close
Phil Austin: merlyn must be off on a side flame fight. The arnold Schwarznator of the athiests
LiliLamont: Damn, the things I miss. I left to refresh my drink and I read about hemp and Jamaica.
Dr. Headphones: lili: the hemp, like the horses, has improved since 1980 there, i'm sure
Phil Austin: I didn't look at the log. Were many people on this chat tonight?
LiliLamont: I have no clue. I came on late, too.
Dr. Headphones: the pool guy where we stayed furnished the hemp. i asked him if he kept much around since it was illegal, he says, "no, mon, only a couple of pounds."
Merlyn: a fair number
Dr. Headphones: correction: a carnival number :)
wc guy: with rides and cotton candy?
LiliLamont: Dr. H: According to relatives in San Andres, Colombia, my mother's birthplace, I have family in Jamaica. Perhaps I should look them up.
Dr. Headphones: cotton rides and rayon candy
LiliLamont: Dr. H: According to relatives in San Andres, Colombia, my mother's birthplace, I have family in Jamaica. Perhaps I should look them up.
Dr. Headphones: lili: they will be nice to you, i'm sure. everyone i talked to there was great (if you can understand them!)
Dr. Headphones: driving takes some getting used to though, sit on right, drive on left.
LiliLamont: Well, I visited the island (San Andres) in 1969 and they spoke Spanish and English with a Jamaican patois, so I might be able to understand them.
Phil Austin: Lil: are you fluent in spanish?
LiliLamont: I lived in England for 3 years while I was in the Air Force, so I got used to the driving patterns, too.
Dr. Headphones: you would be right at home then (except that you are much too light to blend in with the locals)
LiliLamont: Not really, Phil. Our Mom didn't speak it at home. But when I'm in a Spanish speaking country, I pick it up pretty quickly.
LiliLamont: Dr. H: I used to go very brown in the sun. I don't do it now, and haven't for years, to protect my skin.
LiliLamont: Dr. H: I used to go very brown in the sun. I don't do it now, and haven't for years, to protect my skin.
Dr. Headphones: i burn quite easily, wear hat all the time outside
Dr. Headphones: but with a head like mine, it needs protection
LiliLamont: I brown, but I prefer to not wrinkle.
Dr. Headphones: wise choice
Dr. Headphones: well, the sandman is knocking at my door. i will see you all next time, same firesign, same firestation, dear friends
Dr. Headphones: good night to all
Merlyn: You can use weird chars like olé and piñata
Phil Austin: night, doppledoc
||||||||| At 12:21 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Dr. Headphones!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Merlyn: nite phones
LiliLamont: Hey, guys! I just called Doc and he said he took 2nd place in 9 ball and won $50! He will be home in 5 minutes and will be logging on to say hi before he comes over here.
||||||||| wc guy rushes off, saying "12:22 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| "12:22 AM? 12:22 AM!!" says Catherwood, "wc guy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as wc guy enters and sits on the couch.
wc guy: dang buttons@
wc guy: Phil, a favor?
LiliLamont: Those damn buttons. You try scrubbing them out and soaking them out, and you've still got those damn buttons.
||||||||| Outside, the 12:23 AM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dexter Fong coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Phil Austin: wc: of course
Dexter Fong: Hey PHil
Phil Austin: hi, dex
wc guy: My son, Patrick is looking over my shoulder. Say hi to him?
Dexter Fong: You're not supposed to be here until 2 am eastern
LiliLamont: Dex, you're back!
Phil Austin: wc: Hi, Patrick. Your father is nuttier than you can actually imagine. Don't tell him I said this.
C. Simril: wow
Phil Austin: And, Patrick. What are you doing letting him stay up this late?
LiliLamont: Wow, Phil. Talk about high praise!
wc guy: too late hes righthere
Phil Austin: Hi cat. Awake now?
wc guy: its his night off
LiliLamont: Cat, You're back, too! Doc will be joining us very soon, within minutes.
C. Simril: wc equal phily
wc guy: (Patrick has taken control of wcguy)
C. Simril: phil, we are just back from sask. thatr is a tale in itself
Phil Austin: I wish I had a Pat's cheesesteak right now
Merlyn: a coup
wc guy: im not on the meanu
Merlyn: I have some photos that might count as cheesecake
LiliLamont: Beef cake! Beeeeeeeeeeeeeefcake! Follow your dream!!!!
Phil Austin: Ooonski and I were sitting outside pat's one night in Philadelphia, late, after a show, and I saw, two blocks down, a man's figure thrown into the triangle of light made by a
C. Simril: i'm interested that angels is the first thing you've released, phil
Phil Austin: streetlight. It was beyond surreal. The cheesteaks, by the way, were excellent. We drove on to VA that night
C. Simril: that is good to knowl
Phil Austin: Catski: "released" is an interesting way of looking at it. Ed Woodpecker's on there too.
LiliLamont: I heard on All Things Considered that you can see your shadow cast by Mars. Now that sounds pretty fucking surreal to me.
C. Simril: no i meant from the tales of old detective aural release. wood penis is more a written thing, eh?
Phil Austin: God, I forgot. Mars is leaving us tonight. THe Long Goodbye
wc guy: (johns back)
Phil Austin: cat: The Mirth of a Nation anthology is going to publish X is for Christmas and the School Lunch Menus soon.
wc guy: was look0ing at it tonight
wc guy: ars
wc guy: Mars
C. Simril: good to hear, phil
LiliLamont: Phil, 60,000 years is relative. But it's tonight? I thought it was supposed to be visible for a while longer.
Phil Austin: I suppose the time is past to get into a really good martian fight. Last night would have been best.
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn: good stuff, phil, keep us posted
Phil Austin: thanks, cat. How did your filming go? Is Fumiyo on camera in all her radiant beauty?
C. Simril: i just thought the selection released as of now was so overwhelmingly good, what else could i say?\the p
C. Simril: the filiming had its ups and downs.
C. Simril: problem was the absence of blue sky.
C. Simril: it all looked like la, tokyo, some non horizon place, but not sask
C. Simril: bummer
C. Simril: bummer
||||||||| Catherwood leads doctec inside, makes a note of the time (12:32 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
doctec: hi gang
doctec: i made it!
Merlyn: you should film in toronto, that poses as any city you need
C. Simril: and talking about your doctors...
C. Simril: hi doc, meet lili, meet phil, meet me, or meat
doctec: the pool gods are smiling on me tonight
LiliLamont: Hi, Hotcakes. About fucking time, you sweet thing.
LiliLamont: Hi, Hotcakes. About fucking time, you sweet thing.
Phil Austin: Hi, doc. The gossip about you has been viscious
doctec: lili is such a demure flower... :)
Phil Austin: Viscous?
doctec: viscous? think with passion?
||||||||| Dexter Fong waltzes in at 12:33 AM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
LiliLamont: Yep, that's me.
doctec: er, thick
Phil Austin: And now we know about Hotcakes, you poor fool. You'll never hear the end of it now.
Merlyn: that's 'cause you're thick
Phil Austin: Dex. were you moving your car?
Merlyn: and I'm slow
LiliLamont: Dex: I knew you weren't gone.
doctec: so, now that i'm here you can stab me in front of my back :)
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc, how went the nine balls?
C. Simril: think of the balls you'll have
Dexter Fong: had to bounce a Harley to make room for my car
Phil Austin: A doctor with nine balls. The testostorone count must be monumental.
LiliLamont: I also call him Poetry Lover. We're both Bullwinkle fans.
doctec: dex: i took 2nd place, a brand new $50 graces my wallet
Dexter Fong: Shit
C. Simril: good foir youk doc
Dexter Fong: Having tech problems
doctec: trying to get the balls racked for an opponent, he says "You done playing with your balls there?"
doctec: i replied (in english accent) "That's a rather personal question..."
LiliLamont: I've never said that! How rude! I always ask if you like my rack!
LiliLamont: I've never said that! How rude! I always ask if you like my rack!
C. Simril: i do, lili
doctec: yeah i surprised my self - i've been shooting poorly lately, didn't expect to give the more seasoned competition such a hard time
LiliLamont: Thanks, Cat. It's good to be a late bloomer.
doctec: once i got in the zone though i was making shots that, more often than not, give me trouble
doctec: banks & thin cuts & such
Phil Austin: doctec: congratulations. The zen of the bounce. the zen of the carom.
doctec: ms. lamont: i have always commented on your lovely rack!
doctec: the zen of just trying to fucking shoot straight
LiliLamont: Doc, you weren't doing badly Tuesday when we were playing.
Phil Austin: and this evening we learned that the rack is part Columbian
doctec: yes indeedy - that hot latino blood courses through her veins
doctec: compared to tuesday, i was an ace tonight
LiliLamont: I have a lot to be grateful to my mom fo Thanks, Mom!r.
C. Simril: all known thanks for the new seamreal.com stuff, doc
LiliLamont: for
doctec: i should have taken first place, i had my opponent on the ropes but missed an easy cut shot on the seven trying to get position on the 8 - if i had made it, the 8 and the 9 would have been a piece of cake and i would have walked away with $90
doctec: but it was not to be....
LiliLamont: Doh!
doctec: cat: the sculpture pages are to your liking?
C. Simril: i love em , doc
doctec: great thanks cat
Dexter Fong: bleah!!!!!!!!!!!!
C. Simril: hey phil, lili, whom ever.
C. Simril: i went to sf to visiit friend sculptor from aus
C. Simril: his work is good
wc guy: ,---whomever
doctec: cool pix indeed
doctec: down side of the pool tournament location - they don't serve alcohol
C. Simril: thanks mucho doc
Dexter Fong: I may or may not be here
doctec: and i just plowed through the vodka tonic i made before logging in
doctec: so i'm running upstairs to make a 2nd one - cat: found a local cidre the other day at this new liquor store near lili's place - next time i'm there i'll pick up a 6-pack and give you a report (i had never heard of it, it's made somewhere in vermont i think)
doctec: )
LiliLamont: there is more of that to be had here, doc, honey.
doctec: bo right back
Dexter Fong: Hurry back bo
LiliLamont: Dex: He has the same problem I do. we are both shitty typist, but incredibly smart. It's a dilemma. It's very embarrassing.
Dexter Fong: Hmmm..can't figure out if it
LiliLamont: Dex: He has the same problem I do. we are both shitty typist, but incredibly smart. It's a dilemma. It's very embarrassing.
Dexter Fong: it's just quiet or my refresh is slow
LiliLamont: I think the refresh is slow.
Phil Austin: Night to everyone here. Sumer is not over yet. (I meant Summer originally, but maybe I'm onto something. Irag rules. Time, time time is on it's side. Nite everyone. Next week.
||||||||| Phil Austin departs at 12:46 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Tech problems since I returned...(sigh)
doctec: yes, jupiter is definitely bestowing its benevolence on me this week - in addition to success at the pool tournament, tuesday i hit 4 for 6 in lotto for another 50 bucks
C. Simril: byr phil
doctec: take care phil, nice to see your voice
Dexter Fong: Night Phil
LiliLamont: Bon soir, Phil. As usual, it's been delightful. Doc and I send out best to Oona.
Dexter Fong: Glad we had ths chance to talk\
doctec: yes indeedy
Dexter Fong: =\
C. Simril: i am near
C. Simril: but not by much
doctec: always a treat to have 1 of the 4 or 5 in the house...
C. Simril: but not by much
Dexter Fong: I going before something awful happens...see y'all next time
LiliLamont: Doc, this is good nes. Does that mean that the next movie is on you?
C. Simril: will talk later
doctec: ok dex take care
LiliLamont: news
||||||||| Dexter Fong is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 12:48 AM.
C. Simril: by
wc guy: no news
doctec: and on that note i think i'll chug this vodka tonic, get tomorrow's clothes together and hightail it to lili's place for the night
LiliLamont: OK, my typing is beginning to really suck. I am going to sign off. I hope I'll be seeing your smiling face soon, Doc.
doctec: i'm glad i made it here before the chat sesion ended
LiliLamont: Oh, Joy!
doctec: btw lili: tomorrow is supposed to be a short day, office closes at 2pm
LiliLamont: Wonderful! We must make plans.
wc guy: time for me to be officious and say goodnight
doctec: i'll probably need to stay until 3:30 or so, but if you wanna make early plans for movies etc it's definitely doable!
doctec: i 'll see you in about 20 minutes
LiliLamont: Cool. I'll do the necessary research.
doctec: to the rest of you: it's been grand chatting,. y'all have a great weekend, catch ya on tyhe flip side
LiliLamont: Goodnight, all.
Merlyn: breaking up again...
||||||||| LiliLamont leaves to catch the 12:51 AM train to Hellmouth.
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz - OOPS goota stay awake to zip over to lili's - ttfn!)
wc guy: Here is your assignment
||||||||| doctec is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 12:51 AM.
wc guy: What is the next move for FST
Merlyn: B-K4
Merlyn: gotta keep track where I'm typing
wc guy: Time to sail...be good. Keep the faith....or at least a candle in the window
||||||||| It's 1:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| C. Simril - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn: well, looks like it's about time to go...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| wc guy says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, wc guy exits at 1:01 AM.
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 1:01 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:31 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Phil Austin
C. Simril
Dead Fred
Dexter Fong
Dr. H's alter ego
Dr. Headphones
Edmond Edmond
wc guy
Yamamoto a go-go
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