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 November 06, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Rev. E. L. Mouse inside, makes a note of the time (9:03 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Rev. E. L. Mouse: Well, do you know about the gatherin'? I said, do you know about the gatherin'? I say the gatherin' of the Revolutionary Forces! Well, that's gonna be a Reverend Willie's pad--at three o'clock this afternoon--and be on time . . .
||||||||| Rev. E. L. Mouse rushes off, saying "9:03 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers sailorj into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 6:46 PM, then departs.
sailorj: Hi there
sailorj: Hmmm...
sailorj: I wonder if you can IRC into this?
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn inside, makes a note of the time (6:48 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn: Nope, needs a web browser
Merlyn: The main chat is in about 2 hours and 15 minutes
sailorj: ok
sailorj: If I'm around I'll come back
sailorj: Hey, do you know if you can get the Nick Danger album still?
Merlyn: which one?
Merlyn: I was off doing some things because you didn't seem to be around..
Merlyn: whoops, you're not around now...
Merlyn: Maybe later...
||||||||| Merlyn is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 6:59 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 7:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| sailorj - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:29 PM and late as usual, it's bozos revenge, just back from Billville."
||||||||| bozos revenge, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Auditorium.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Merlyn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:32 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| "I'm going to The Auditorium" says Merlyn, and leaves.
||||||||| Catherwood leads bozos revenge inside, makes a note of the time (8:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| bozos revenge walks away to The Auditorium.
||||||||| Outside, the 9:01 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| Merlyn sneaks away to The Auditorium...
||||||||| bozos revenge has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:03 PM.
||||||||| Merlyn has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:03 PM.
Merlyn: The log of past chats is at http://www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/logs/indexx.html
bozos revenge: ty
Merlyn: at peak, there's about 8-10 people on at once
bozos revenge: ty again
bozos revenge: may have 2 head out but love the site...and the ucla show...man we would be fools 2 missit
Merlyn: the upcoming one, you mean?
bozos revenge: yup april 1
bozos revenge: u seen 1 b4?
Merlyn: yeah, but it sounds screwy to me to have other people performing it
Merlyn: I've seen some of their live shows from the 1993 25th reunion and 1999 tour
bozos revenge: but what a crew
bozos revenge: john goodman...todd rndgren musica
bozos revenge: eve bad sex is good
Merlyn: goodman's a longtime fan of theirs, too
Merlyn: I kind of think they'll do some performing
bozos revenge: i pretty much forgot about em since college, but played pogo with a guy called bozo....and it clicked
Merlyn: yeah, they pretty much split up for 17 years or so
bozos revenge: I actually used to drink with the son of the original bozo the clown
bozos revenge: he was a serious drinker.....scary
Merlyn: pre-larry harmon?
bozos revenge: glad they came back
Merlyn: or was he the first?
bozos revenge: pre....in detroit on a local channel is where it started
bozos revenge: I have 2 remember this guys name...have his face...he was half native american
Merlyn: ah; harmon bought the rights or something. He owns laurel & hardy too
bozos revenge: hard 2 do that act alone
bozos revenge: where r u at? I am in phoenix
bozos revenge: and do u practice magik?
Merlyn: mpls/st paul
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dr. Headphones', just granted probation at 9:14 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Merlyn: just when I was a kid
bozos revenge: my lady lived there for a year.....before we moved here
bozos revenge: LOVE the twin cities
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends
Merlyn: getting cold now - hi ken
bozos revenge: do u know savage oral garden?
bozos revenge: hello doc
Dr. Headphones: take the savage and the garden out of it and i'm game ;)
bozos revenge: my name is joe
Dr. Headphones: i'm nominally known as ken in the real world
Dr. Headphones: first time, joe? you a chat virgin? (heh heh heh heh, he said virgin)
bozos revenge: have u ever been to "first ave"?
bozos revenge: virginal in this room
Merlyn: not really; I know about it
bozos revenge: and dusting off the cob webs of my firesign memories
Dr. Headphones: we normally don't do anything bad to first timers, but have a fire extinguisher handy
bozos revenge: I am burn survivor, so i know how to drop and roll
bozos revenge: where u at doc?
bozos revenge: and.... eh, what's up doc???????
Dr. Headphones: michigan, where it's now 36F and getting chillier. flurries tomorrow
Dr. Headphones: as for what's up? at my age (51) it's rare that anything is up
bozos revenge: phoenix, where it is a chilly 60 2 nite
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Maynard G. Yamamoto into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:18 PM, then departs.
Dr. Headphones: oh my, what we wouldn't give for that here
bozos revenge: I am 47...but feel virginal
Dr. Headphones: welcome, mr. krebs, er, yam
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Hey Gimme back that quarter ya bum!
bozos revenge: born again virgin for the night at least
Merlyn: my sister lives in tucson
Dr. Headphones: well, b.r., you are welcome any thursday night. hell, show up anytime, but you probably won't have company any other night
bozos revenge: my lady thinks ur a f. merlyn.....i am not so sure
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Lucky here
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:20 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
bozos revenge: y u lucky yam?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Ha
Dr. Headphones: hey, e
Maynard G. Yamamoto: E1
bozos revenge: hi elayne
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Was lucky here
Dr. Headphones: yam, you win the lottery?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Lucky HER
Elayne: You're lucky, she's lucky, I'm lucky, NPR is really lucky...
Merlyn: hi e
Maynard G. Yamamoto: No, I don't participate in the Govt. Numbers racket
bozos revenge: you got lucky with her? who?
Elayne: http://www.npr.org/display_pages/features/feature_1494600.html
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I wish
Dr. Headphones: oh yeah, e, i heard about that $200M
Dr. Headphones: so those years of eating quarter pounders did some good :)
Elayne: Could amount to more depending on the assessed value of the estate.
bozos revenge: I might ask for extra cheese next time
Dr. Headphones: we're just lucky it didn't go to the heritage foundation or the pnac
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I always found NPR cheesy
bozos revenge: oh to be a mouse with a laser rifle
Elayne: It's being called "the largest monetary gift ever received by an American cultural institution."
Dr. Headphones: b.r.: we're almost all liberal here, so if you aren't, you're in a minority
Elayne: Apparently she was big on giving to organizations promoting world peace during her last few years of life.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I'm not liberal :P
bozos revenge: LIBERAL????? I am Canadian
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I'm mean and criotchety
Dr. Headphones: ah, a REAL yankee!
bozos revenge: I am WAY left of most folks.....but call myslef a radical conservative....
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Oh, we'll have to shoot you, that's nearly french
Elayne: If you're a real Yankee, you don't have a Confederate flag on your pickup truck, or something...
Dr. Headphones: sometimes i call myself a demotarian, sometimes a libercrat
bozos revenge: compromise is the dirtiest word in the english language and it is the soul of politics
bozos revenge: I mean, who is FOR Sadam?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I don't have a flag or a pickup truck
Elayne: I quite like Gomorrah.
bozos revenge: But who is against unilateralism?
Dr. Headphones: well, 100% of the iraqis in the last election :)
bozos revenge: any thinking human
bozos revenge: lol
Dr. Headphones: yam: i have neither either, and no guns in this home
Elayne: Oh, I have a great website for y'all: http://www.wewantyoursoul.com/index.php
bozos revenge: the same folks counted votes in florida me thinks
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Can't let the cats have guns, they'd hold up the pizza place for anchovies
Dr. Headphones: http://informationclearinghouse.info/article4971.htm
Dr. Headphones: download one of them, compare to today's amerika
Elayne: Brilliant, Dr. H - I'm going to blog about it straightaway!
Dr. Headphones: impeccable source: encyclopedia brittanica
Dr. Headphones: it reminds me of what i saw in jr. high civics class
bozos revenge: sorry all...I must find the value of my soul and speak with my accountant...if Bowie could spin off bowie bonds, maybe theres a joey bond in your mutual fund's future....brb
Dr. Headphones: ha! my soul is so unclean it's not worth much
Elayne: Thanks again Dr. H. It goes very well with "Springtime for Hitler" (The Producers is currently on Bravo).
Dr. Headphones: e: brilliant movie. too bad i don't get that channel. but i have seen it
Elayne: It's a lot of fun to listen to in the background.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: GDWI musta slept thru that fillum
Elayne: Don't be foolish, be a smarty, come and join the Nazi party...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: As close as yr AM radio, nowadadys
Dr. Headphones: am radio? never listen to it.
Dr. Headphones: but i know rush is on there. is he out of rehab yet?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I do, but only a local station that plays music
Maynard G. Yamamoto: No
bozos revenge: so GBP 18,273.....i am in nthe bottom half of the spiritual glass
Maynard G. Yamamoto: rious Evil types are pinch hitting
Dr. Headphones: "woke up this mornin', had those oxycontin blues...."
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Now it's OKJAY for him, he was in pain
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Just like Renquist,. Elvis, et al
Dr. Headphones: bozo: wonder how a reformed baptist would rate? i gave it up over 30 years ago, though, probably not many residual effects left in me
bozos revenge: of course he was......and we should all be christian and forgive HIM
||||||||| Catherwood ushers al-klokwkdog into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:32 PM, then departs.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Does Buddisim count?
bozos revenge: well, there is hope 4 u still....just lie...by the time they realise they have bought bum merchandise, u wont care
Dr. Headphones: aleikh salaam, al-qalok
bozos revenge: budhism counts to 12
bozos revenge: as in fold path\
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Sheikh Ratel and Roll
al-klokwkdog: salaam, salaam everyone
Elayne: Hey Klok! Wanna sell your soul?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: No, only to Zen, Mudhead
bozos revenge: ebay
al-klokwkdog: yeah, buddhism certainly goes up to 11
Elayne: http://www.wewantyoursoul.com/index.php
Dr. Headphones: if i sell mine, i want the "gift" like robert johnson got
bozos revenge: lol
al-klokwkdog: sorry, E, no can do -- prior lien
Elayne: Ah, lien on me...
Dr. Headphones: a liens a mung us
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Maybe I can Cash in My Karma
||||||||| 9:34 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
al-klokwkdog: we all need someone to lien on...
Elayne: You know, these days you can probably get a good deal on a second mortgage.
bozos revenge: so merlyn my wench really is pressing me on whether ur m or f...or undecided...put her our of her kissery
Dr. Headphones: howdy, dex
Maynard G. Yamamoto: It's Instant, Just add Lenin
al-klokwkdog: welcom ash
Dexter Fong: I've been listening on XM Satellite radio
bozos revenge: missery
Elayne: Hey Dex! Wanna sell your soul?
Elayne: Failing that, wanna meet up again soon?
Dr. Headphones: boz: we all know here, why don't you hazard a guess?
bozos revenge: supply and demand....we have an oversupply of souls
Maynard G. Yamamoto: E! You now a soul Brker?
bozos revenge: I say m
Dexter Fong: Elayne, I *am* a Soul Man
bozos revenge: she says f
Elayne: Scroll up on the chat log, Yam, you'll find the URL.
Dr. Headphones: i say tomAto, you say tomAHto
Dexter Fong: "Da da dah...da da dah"
Merlyn: no, not scroll, use the 'log' link
al-klokwkdog: yeah, that's an idea: the spiritual progress of this pilgrim has increased the equity, and I could drain off some spiritual capital by "refinancing"...
Dr. Headphones: b: you're correct, she loses
bozos revenge: thanks
Dexter Fong: A log link..I remeber Lincoln logs
Dr. Headphones: but maybe you'll have fun collecting on the bet later ;)
bozos revenge: now I can send her back to the cage
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I went to that, E...
Dr. Headphones: a cage? is she related to john?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Got too depressed
bozos revenge: M you willing to consider changing your answer for $?????
al-klokwkdog: only for 3' 42"
Maynard G. Yamamoto plays 4.33
Dexter Fong: Elayne: You wanna call me, or me call you?
Dr. Headphones: e: call him a taxi
Dexter Fong: Ken: Call me a Limo
bozos revenge: lol....iron bars....no tequilla
al-klokwkdog: "me call you"?
Elayne: Call me tomorrow, Dex, my boss isn't in.
Dr. Headphones: me tarzan, you elayne
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Okay, tomorrow!
Merlyn: hey, anyone here want to rebroadcast "live from the islands" on the radio or web?
Dexter Fong: Me Great White Hunter...Got any Whites?
Dr. Headphones: can't do, merl, but if ah, clem shows up, he might be interested
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Ask a mexican truck driver, ken
Dexter Fong: Ask the Policeman knocking at you back door Ken
Maynard G. Yamamoto: look for the tractors w/benzadrinos on the side
al-klokwkdog: ask the cop on the corner
Dr. Headphones: i thought they all drove donkeys in mexico
bozos revenge: and the donkeys drink too
Dexter Fong: No man, 57 Cheby's
bozos revenge: tequilla, no salt or lime
al-klokwkdog: be nice, Ken, "late model donkeys" it is
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Donkeys scary busses and scarier articulateds
Maynard G. Yamamoto: and 57'chevies
Dr. Headphones: bozo: ever drink patron brand? good stuff, goes down like water. therein lies the danger....
bozos revenge: oh yeah....1 of my favs
Dexter Fong: Comes up like anything
Maynard G. Yamamoto: 64 impalas, too
bozos revenge: la fmailia is real good too and tres black anejo awesome
al-klokwkdog: not to mention '76 Trombones...
Dr. Headphones: i can't afford it myself, but will drink if a bottle passes me by at friend's house :)
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Jet fuel, that
Dexter Fong: Klok: Dont mention it
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I had a 76 trombone, got great gas mileage
al-klokwkdog: or the '101 Dalmations
bozos revenge: we'll let that slide
Dr. Headphones: klok: i was a trombone player for uncle sam in an earlier life (72-74)
al-klokwkdog: yeah, there are some unmentionables, like the '62 Mets...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: That's too kinky, Ken
bozos revenge: that was wmd doc?
Dexter Fong See BR's comment and does a spit valve take
Maynard G. Yamamoto: That was good
Dr. Headphones: yam: no joke, 589th air force band, tampa (mcdill afb)
al-klokwkdog: beats being berm guard in VC country...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I just was a boring old Hospital Corpsman
Dr. Headphones: i can play 3rd bone part for any sousa march ever written. in my sleep....
bozos revenge: u suffer prom ptss now?
Dexter Fong: K: But can you play it when awake?
Dr. Headphones: dex: the real trick is marching in those damned parades while asleep with eyes open
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Nah, only action I ever saw was w/hot corpsmanettes
Dr. Headphones: yam: were they rotten to the core?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: you bet
bozos revenge: love stinks
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I could sleep standingg up when younger, now I just fall over
Dr. Headphones: boz: try a new aftershave
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dave into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:44 PM, then departs.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Dave
Merlyn: anyone want to test out a new firesign front page?
Dr. Headphones: yam: hell, i fall over while awake now!
Maynard G. Yamamoto: and oi!
Dexter Fong: Hiya Dave
Dr. Headphones: hey dave
Dave: hi there
Dr. Headphones: merl: any prize? any penalty if we fail the test?
Merlyn: no prizes will be awarded
bozos revenge: any $???
Dexter Fong: No do-overs either
al-klokwkdog: evening dave
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I'm on dilup, I can't do anything fancy till I pay off the ex's 300 dollar phone bill
al-klokwkdog: no verdict was returned?
bozos revenge: sell ur soul and pay it off sooner
Dr. Headphones: merl: post the url, i'll check mozilla 1.5 for you
Maynard G. Yamamoto: It's verizon,,,,
Merlyn: ok, try http://www.firesigntheatre.com/test1.html
Dexter Fong: Venison?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: That's Darth Vader's phone co
bozos revenge: hey already own ur soul
Dr. Headphones: with verizon on the horizon, you can hear me now
Maynard G. Yamamoto: y
al-klokwkdog: yam, are you in RI/MA or NH?
Maynard G. Yamamoto is listening to "Idaho Red"
Maynard G. Yamamoto: NY
Dexter Fong: Merl: Page popped right up..on Netscape 7.0 (Cable)
al-klokwkdog: darn. close, but no ceegar
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Highland, Ny, near Poughkeepsie
al-klokwkdog is paying 1 cent per minute to continental US via calling card, but it has to be local dialup from those 3 states; the 800 number backup gooses another 4 cents
Merlyn: hmm...I guess people are trying the page..
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Ha, this song is reeling off the towns on US 40
Dexter Fong: Yam: YOu live in Highland...you must be the Highlander
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I know all of them
Elayne: Sorry, I was watching the film Dr. H told me about.
Elayne: Scary stuff.
Maynard G. Yamamoto tosses a caber
Elayne: BRB, I'll be reading the log to catch up.
Dr. Headphones: ok, got the flash of all album covers, went to funway, didn't click, but got "popover" stuff almost everywhere
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Ain't it, E?
Merlyn: popover?
Dr. Headphones: hover mouse, text comes up on screen until you move it
Dr. Headphones: i don't know the real name for it
Elayne: Okay, back. Yeah, Maynard, I kept saying "oh my god, we're closer to despotism now than... than EVER!"
Elayne: The new page is okay but it seems a bit heavy on the shilling.
Merlyn: it's supposed to do that; does it look wrong? You can click on the albums for info
al-klokwkdog: popover, popover, send merlyn right over...
al-klokwkdog: tooltips!
Dr. Headphones: shilling? looked like farthings to me
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Worked fine, flash took a bit to load
Maynard G. Yamamoto: IE
Dr. Headphones: looks good to me, merl, want me to click a few and try?
Merlyn: yeah, that's why there's a nonflash version
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Y, the covers work well
Merlyn: sure, phones
Elayne: No, it doesn't LOOK wrong, but it sends a different message.
Dr. Headphones: i do like the "free tommy chong" scroll
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Well I won''t be on dilaup forver, should have the requisite pound o'flesh next payday'
bozos revenge: I must head off....this has been .....real.....and LOADS of fun. See you all again soon.
bozos revenge: bye
bozos revenge: ttfn
Dr. Headphones: b.r.: come back any time
Maynard G. Yamamoto: okay, a joe
Dexter Fong: See yah Bozo
al-klokwkdog: nite br
Elayne: Where's the Tommy Chong stuff?
Dr. Headphones: e: on the top of the building
Maynard G. Yamamoto: who won a seconda world war you so smart
Dr. Headphones: under the helipad
Merlyn: the regular front page, after the standard message scrolls off
Elayne: Ah, I see it now. Thanks Dr. H!
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Like under the boardwalk, but noisier
al-klokwkdog: and we all scroll off...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Sinister Fong close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:55 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Sinister Fong: Odd that
Dr. Headphones: fong's taking the left-hand path of darkness now....
Merlyn: Should dexter die?
al-klokwkdog: ah, another left-winger!
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Gone to the LEFT, I see
Sinister Fong: Yes please Merl
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Dexter Fong at 9:56 PM
Dr. Headphones: alas, poor dexter, i knew him.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: You're out of Goose-Step now
Sinister Fong: Dave: When I got dropped I may have missed a msge from you, that is if you sent a second one
al-klokwkdog: we don't care about your private life or what his name is
Merlyn: Here's a moment of silence for him: "     "
Elayne: Well, I'm off to peruse the blogs once more. One of these days I'll get through 'em all. Next week, everyone!
al-klokwkdog: nite E
Sinister Fong: I don't have a private life, Mister...I'm an open book
Dr. Headphones: bye, e
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Later, e
Sinister Fong: Call you Elayne
Merlyn: byeE
Dr. Headphones: call me ishmael
Sinister Fong: Ishmael?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Okay, You're Ishamel
al-klokwkdog: sounds like a big fish story to me...
Dr. Headphones: do you know my cousin jonah?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Prolly a pisces working for scale
al-klokwkdog: get thee to Ninevah!
Dr. Headphones: ha! no scales on whales!
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Barnacles to YOU, bill
Dr. Headphones: meals on wheels?
Sinister Fong pops a wheelie
Dr. Headphones: i ran over racoon the other night, that was a meal UNDER a wheel
Maynard G. Yamamoto: No, no more of that, old ppl have to go back to Billy Jack dog food
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| bozos revenge - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dr. Headphones: speaking of a moment of silence (a while back), we've now lost half that lovin' feelin'
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Martyr Brand Kidney and Beef offal
al-klokwkdog: thank yew lord for this wonderful meal...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:00 PM and late as usual, it's flatulent bastard, just back from Billville."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (10:01 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
al-klokwkdog: you said that already
Dexter Fong: Sheeesh
Dr. Headphones: here comes old flatulent-top, he comes groovin in slowly
flatulent bastard: Whew! What stinks?!?!?!
al-klokwkdog: catherwood is becoming redundant
Maynard G. Yamamoto dons his protective equipment
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Sinister Fong at 10:02 PM
Dexter Fong: Dave: Missed it again when dropped, just put the msge up for everyone...unless it dirty or something...in that case, send it to Ken
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Well he's 1k yrs old, getting a bit dotty, he is
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Okay, merl, quit droppinfg Dex
Dr. Headphones: dotty? i had a sunday school teacher named dotty once
al-klokwkdog: oh, i think Dex is just axing for it
Maynard G. Yamamoto: BTW what the hell ever happened to Nino?
Dr. Headphones: well, i didn't "have" her in that sense of the word
Dexter Fong: Dotty Once...I had her twice
Dexter Fong: ...and the chat drought begins
al-klokwkdog: don't everybody type at 1ce
Maynard G. Yamamoto: okay
Dexter Fong: l33t Klok
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I'm lucky to type at all
Dr. Headphones: i'm type O+
Maynard G. Yamamoto: readably, anyway
Dexter Fong: Yam: You're my type...a Highlander
al-klokwkdog: u b8r b3l3v it
Merlyn: hey dex, are you unable to log in 'over' your previous login?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: i din't stydy, I'm 0-
Dexter Fong: "In the end, there can be only once"
Maynard G. Yamamoto listens to "If you're a Viper"
Dexter Fong: Merl: I'm getting Netscape error msgs and getting dropped form chat, when I come back, I'm still logged in with previous nick
Dr. Headphones: nutscrape
Dexter Fong: M: Didn't try to log in over it
Dr. Headphones: put some talcum on it
Maynard G. Yamamoto: jütescape
al-klokwkdog: i am doing OK, running Netscape 7.1 and have two tabs open in one window; works fine
Maynard G. Yamamoto is running IE
Maynard G. Yamamoto: evil as usual
Dr. Headphones: i never had problem with mozilla 1.5 (yeah, klok, i upgraded). have about 20 tabs open
Merlyn: OK dex; you should be able to, just tell it 'yes' when it asks.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I like Mozilla
Maynard G. Yamamoto: even use it now and again
Dexter Fong: Thanks Merl
Merlyn: what error messages? Is it the chat doing it?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'al-klokwkdog mk2', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:09 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Mark 2?
Dr. Headphones: i use mozilla for everything i can. very few pages will open ONLY in msie
al-klokwkdog mk2: i just opened the other tab on the chat and logged myself in again
al-klokwkdog mk2: working fine; let me check mk1
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Now there are two of everybody but me
al-klokwkdog: yeah, i'm here, 2
Dr. Headphones: there's only two of me when i look in the mirror
Dexter Fong: Merl: Suspect not, prolly problem on my end using netscape assigned to me when was on dial up..still haven't straightened out all the wrinkles from going broad band
Merlyn: yes, it'll work fine for more than one.
al-klokwkdog: ok, i'll de-materialize mk 2
Merlyn: ok dex
Dr. Headphones: in a broad band do they all wear pantyhose?
||||||||| 10:11 PM -- al-klokwkdog mk2 left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Ken: A lotta Dixie chicks wear those, and Bangles too
Merlyn: If I ever rewrite this code, I'll let people reserve their name with a password, so they can log over their names automatically
Dexter Fong: Also the Namaths
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Dixie Chicks? TRATORS!!!!
Dr. Headphones: yeah, toby keith RULEZ
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I only listen to AMERICAN MUSIC
Dexter Fong: Tratorians?
Dr. Headphones sings "grid bless amerika...."
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I heard him on Sean Hannity today. Liked to puke
Merlyn: isn't dixie in south america?
Merlyn: free traders?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Hank Williams must be spinning in his grave
Dexter Fong: Thats Dick Si
Dr. Headphones: if it's free, you don't need to trade it
Maynard G. Yamamoto: If It's free trade, how come I gotta pay $$$$?
al-klokwkdog: Dex - you can d/l Netscape 7.1 (or Mozilla if you don't want all the fancies) in a couple minutes on broadband, about 30 MB
Dr. Headphones: well, you could probably use euros
Dr. Headphones: dex: get mozilla 1.5, it's netscape lite (or is netscape actually mozilla heavy?)
al-klokwkdog: €uuuu...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Will do so when all the wrinkles are ironed out which will happen at Thanksgiving when son arrives
Dr. Headphones: dex: use a steam iron for those wrinkles
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Mozilla Fat Bastard, that
al-klokwkdog: I use NS 7.1 'cause it has integrated AIM and reads my Netcenter mail in the mail reader as POP; aside that, Mozilla a better long-term approach
Dr. Headphones: http://mozilla.org
Dexter Fong: K: Thank-a you so much for-a laundry information
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Mozilla et two hundredweights of King Edwards
Maynard G. Yamamoto: You want Im, get Gaim
al-klokwkdog: NS 7.1 has a GDI page cache problem that won't be fixed, but Moz. 1.5 already has.
Dexter Fong: Klok: What's a GDI page cache
al-klokwkdog: not a biggie, just screen goes funny after a few hours of opening multiple tabbed windows and I have to close Netscape and restart it.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: http://gaim.sourceforge.net/
Dr. Headphones: dex: you don't want to know, but you don't want to f**k with it either. a memory thief
Maynard G. Yamamoto: All IM's and IRC in one small program
al-klokwkdog: it's part of Windows' rendering system and Netscape has some kind of trouble managing it when it's doing fancy stuff
Dr. Headphones: rendering has something to do with lard, doesn't it?
Dexter Fong: Ken: I'm feeling threatened here, is there any room in your bunker?
Dr. Headphones: no bunker beds here, sorry, everyone sleeps on the same level
al-klokwkdog: rendering has to do with building a window in an idealized form and then asking the OS to try to fit it on the user's real screen
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I'd like to find someone on whose level I can sleep
Dexter Fong: Is that level seven of the underground parking screw?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: or on whom I can sleep
Dr. Headphones: don't think i've ever screwed underground
Dexter Fong: Yam: As an old prize fighter once advised me, when you step out of your class, step down
al-klokwkdog: so the programmer writes one set of instructions to paint the window and Windows takes care of making it happen on the user's Etch-A-Sketch or whatever
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I have an old Army Buddy who has popped up at odd times. Wish to fuck she'd pop up now
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Dex, you don't get much lower than me
al-klokwkdog: darn, Dex, I never got beyond level five in that stupid game! congrats!
Dr. Headphones: only john ashcroft is authorized to go to level 6
al-klokwkdog: wait a minute...underground parking screw. is level 7 better or worse than level 5? I forget. These backwards things puzzle the heck out of me; it's like Norton instead of Thevenin
Maynard G. Yamamoto: 7 is closer to nthe bottom of Hell
Dexter Fong: Klok: It's like theven not thix
Dr. Headphones: if underground, shouldn't the numbers be negative?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Fulla cerebrus poo, that level
al-klokwkdog: but Hell is kind of the bottom, so is the bottom of Hell the top?
Dr. Headphones: park on level -5
Dexter Fong: K: That's a negatory
al-klokwkdog: not if the reference frame is itself considered negative, Ken
Maynard G. Yamamoto: You have to stand on your head
al-klokwkdog: now it's morning!
Dr. Headphones: positive numbers go both ways from zero? logical impossibility!
Dexter Fong: Space is curved: What was down is now up, what was up is now zero
Maynard G. Yamamoto: And cats can knock anything off of anything
al-klokwkdog: Ken, if you define the number refernce universe as negative, then positive numbers have - signs...
Dexter Fong: Absomentally
Dr. Headphones: which reminds me, i missed episode 3 of "the elegant universe" tuesday, will have to watch on web now
al-klokwkdog: it's what Ben Franklin did with electricity. Current as electrons actually flows from the - battery terminal to the +, but everyone views it in the opposite frame 'cause of Ben's decision
Dexter Fong: Ah..Ben Franklin, the frent
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Just put the balls on the other side
Dexter Fong: ah fart
al-klokwkdog: and then Tesla came along and postulated AC and Steinmetz got involved and I'm just real confused
Dr. Headphones: ben should have stuck with porn and government, left electricity to the edison's and tesla's
Merlyn: tesla, oklahoma?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Beyod my hgumble brain
Dr. Headphones: livin' on tesla time
Dexter Fong: Brian Hgumble
al-klokwkdog: ride my pony on the reservation...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: porn AND government?
Dexter Fong: Back to that riff I see
Maynard G. Yamamoto: there's a difference?
al-klokwkdog: edison never understood it properly and tesla understood it all too well
Dr. Headphones: yeah, ben wrote a book about farts. last i looked, was available on amazon
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Traci Lords looks nicer than Ted Kennedy, but they're both old whores
Dexter Fong: Ken: Thought that was Mark Twain who wrote the book about farts
Dr. Headphones: well, technically, farts aren't porn, but same area of the body
al-klokwkdog: now there's a case of someone taking a negative reference system and saying it's positive. i'm getting tired of the nightly news with some admin bozo saying down is up...
Dr. Headphones: dex: search amazon for franklin fart see if it comes up
Dexter Fong: Klok: They're gonna keep it up until they wear us down
al-klokwkdog: who is Franklin Fart?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Eructations of the Rich and Famous
Dexter Fong: Franklin Frent's cousin
Dr. Headphones: well, the proper boolean would be franklin AND fart, but amazon lets you cheat
al-klokwkdog: Nah, they figure if they keep saying it, it "becomes true". Faith-based foreign policy.
Dexter Fong: Rich and famous Etruscans...wow! Does Robin Leach know?
al-klokwkdog: what is the boolean character for cheat? i tried to find one in Google, but it's not in the advanced help
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Is he still alive?
Dexter Fong: Boolean?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Robin Leach
al-klokwkdog: Yeah. he's got a faaaabulous villa in Mexico City
Dr. Headphones: naw, boole died in 1800s i think
Dexter Fong: Boolean = Yalie i.e. "Boola Boola
Dr. Headphones: but his algebra lives on
Maynard G. Yamamoto: The bane of teenagers
Dexter Fong: The bane of teen-age poregnancy
Dr. Headphones: boon or bane? we debate after this word from our sponsor....
Dexter Fong: Hi fireends...I'm not an algebra teacher but I do wear glasses
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I'm not a communist, and I don't look like one
Dexter Fong: But you talk like one
Maynard G. Yamamoto: no
Maynard G. Yamamoto: not ME
Dexter Fong: See denial, typical commie trick
al-klokwkdog: Hi, I'm not a communist, but I play one on the Nightly Newscast for CBS...
Dr. Headphones: will chairman mccarthy swear in the witness, please?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: damn, caught again
Dexter Fong: Come in and raise your goddam hand you commie bastard
al-klokwkdog: if you're not for us, you're against us (well, Boole would be proud, even if they don't use the notation)
Maynard G. Yamamoto raises hand w/middle finger extended THUSLY
Dr. Headphones: klok: sounds like a NAND gate to me
al-klokwkdog: bring 'em on!
Dr. Headphones: i have a 10' gate in my fence
Dexter Fong: Mr. Chairman..I recognize that finger...I hjave a list here of 300 fingers in the state department
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I have no fence or gates, does a cat flap count?
Dr. Headphones: not all from the same hand, i hope!
al-klokwkdog: yep, binary politics in an analog world - works fine; impresses all the other countries
Dexter Fong: Good fences need Bill Gates
Dr. Headphones: cat flap jack? with terrier syrup and melted butter. yummy!
al-klokwkdog: that's why the big troop contingent from the Marshall Islands will be arriving in Iraq any day now
Dexter Fong: Ah the Marshall plan strikes again
Dr. Headphones: big? there are only about 10K people total there, aren't there?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Don't forget little Togo
Dexter Fong: And Godzilla
Dr. Headphones: togo or nottogo? that is the question....
al-klokwkdog: they're all going to Iraq, Ken
Dexter Fong slips away for a refill
Dr. Headphones: is that the place that's being inundated by rising sea level or is it niue/nauru/some godforsaken island?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Along with 87 billion washingtons
al-klokwkdog: Just like Vietnam -- the grunts are going to talk to some bozo doing nothing and find out he's being paid 4X what they are so his country will have a "presence" there
al-klokwkdog: naru
al-klokwkdog: nauru, actually
Dr. Headphones: do they still hunt heads there?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Naru, naruru, it's all the same
al-klokwkdog: it's sea level plus they sold most of it as it consisted mainly of bird droppings
Dr. Headphones: guano is good stuff if you're a farmer
Maynard G. Yamamoto: One man's shit is another mans...guano
al-klokwkdog: no, that's Papua, New Guinea and no, they don't. I think the folks is West Irian are plenty mad enough to, though
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Ecuador or Peru used to export the stuff
Dr. Headphones: send those indonesians back to armenia or something like that
al-klokwkdog: Yeah, I'm reading about Paris, 1919 and the Australians and NZ fought like cats and dogs for Nauru
Maynard G. Yamamoto: No, it's all full of Armenians
Dexter Fong slips back into place like a well worn third gear
al-klokwkdog: they made so much fuss that the British decided they would take it
Dr. Headphones: dex: get your synchros oiled
Dexter Fong: "Children, if you going to squabble over it, I'm taking it away"
Maynard G. Yamamoto me just rolls along like a fifth wheel
Dexter Fong: Yam: How's your milage
al-klokwkdog: yeah, they "took it away" all right. by the 1970s, most of it, in fact, and not a penny to the natives...
Dr. Headphones: hmmm. not a penny to the natives. sounds suspiciously like OUR natives
Dexter Fong: Klok: And so it goes
al-klokwkdog: then they got guilty or something and gave it back and the Australians showed up to "manage" the profits, none of which were ever seen again
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:42 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dave by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
al-klokwkdog: ken - they didn't kill them all...
Dexter Fong: Bye Dave
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Well, you know those Brown Ppl cant handle money, anyeway
Dr. Headphones: like motion picture profits. the more they rake in, the more you don't make
al-klokwkdog: well, they have a bit of money and are now looking for another island...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I have a bridge in Brooklyn
Maynard G. Yamamoto: a tree growing there, too
Dr. Headphones: my dad has a bridge in his mouth
Dexter Fong: Just a mention: It's about damn time one of the 4 or 5 showed up again
al-klokwkdog: was reading about the Canadian natives in NYT today and apparently one group that hasn't settled claims a good bit of Vancouver...
Maynard G. Yamamoto: not intil I leave
Maynard G. Yamamoto: They hate me
Dexter Fong: Bye Yam =)))
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dave close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:45 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: bah
Dexter Fong: Hey again Dave and Oi too
al-klokwkdog: well, where else would they get such a welcome reception?
al-klokwkdog: welcome back Dave
Dave: oops, Merl, if you sent a message last, didn't get it, don't know how I did that
Dexter Fong: Klok: Indeed
al-klokwkdog: Doc T has been rare lately, too. Any word on Lili?
Dexter Fong: A number of no shows recently
Dr. Headphones: no word from here except the public word last time he was in chat
Dexter Fong: and that was?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: That lili was on the mend IIRC
Dr. Headphones: lili still in pain, but healing
al-klokwkdog: uncomfortable, more so than expected, but nothing abnormally complicated
Dr. Headphones: i'm leaving now, please wait until i'm gone to talk about me. g'nite all
Dexter Fong: ah...yes, thought i might have missed something what with the vacation and the parking and all
Dexter Fong: Night Ken
Maynard G. Yamamoto talks about ken now
Dr. Headphones: but i WILL read the log!
al-klokwkdog: nite K
||||||||| 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 10:49 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: Hey Yam did you here about Ken and the Halloween Gerbil?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Do I want to?
al-klokwkdog is maybe good 4 another 5 min. out of beer tonite
Dexter Fong: You are wise to be wary, young Highlander =)
Dave: oh I heard it was a hamster Dex
Dexter Fong: Gerbil first, gearing up for a hammster I believe
Maynard G. Yamamoto dons protective equipment
Dexter Fong Lends Yam his steel drawers
Dave: my family used to have a hamster, fat little thing it was, made a shitload of noise when it ate
Dexter Fong: Hamsters not really great pet, they won't retrieve or sit up and beg or shake hands or anything
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I had one, I tw ould escape from itts cage and crawl into bed and sleep w/me
Dexter Fong: Yam: How'd you train it to fo that?
Dave: slightly disturbing Yam but ok
al-klokwkdog: it's all on the enhanced animals page
Maynard G. Yamamoto: It just liked me a lot
Dexter Fong: Leave a trail of Hamster num-nums?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: scared the spork out of me the first time
al-klokwkdog: some steroids, some stem cells, some cereberal cortex scraps...
Dexter Fong: Sure...like" Yikes, the giant rat of Sinatra
Maynard G. Yamamoto: indeedy
al-klokwkdog: well, the trick is the steroids, to fight rejection
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Flung the poor thing across the room
Dexter Fong: Klok: If I take steroids and like hit on some really beautiful young girl, I won't get rejected?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: He survived, amazingly
Dave: haha Yam, if I was the creature, I'd fucking bite your finger off or something
Dexter Fong: Yam: Tough love
al-klokwkdog: actually, i am thinking about donkeys; much more realistic than the Russian Mammoth scheme with elephants or the US Jurassic Park project.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Dave: he not only survived, but came back multiiple times
Dexter Fong: Klok: Really burrowing into the subject, eh?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I duct-taped the habitrail 6 ways from sunday, and he got out anyway
al-klokwkdog: Dex - if you take steroids, you're likely to just go around beating the crap out of everyone and if the young thing doesen't reject you, you won't be able to perform, so...
Dexter Fong: K: But I'll have nipples that can cut glass...a useful but seldom asked for skill
al-klokwkdog: sheesh, don't you RTFM that comes with those things? hamster saliva is a solvent for duct tape!
Maynard G. Yamamoto: ha
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Drx, that's a mental picture I'd rather not have
Maynard G. Yamamoto shivers
Dexter Fong: Yam: Makes it difficult to take a mamogram too
al-klokwkdog: it's like mouse urine dissolving common building materials; i thought everyone knew that after that bunch of modified ones got loose from Ft. Dietrich in the '60s
Dexter Fong: Keep falling through the glass
Maynard G. Yamamoto: The amazing thing is the little bugger never got et by the cats'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
al-klokwkdog: did you keep count of the cats?
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Usually 4+
Dexter Fong: Oh yeah, Klok: The "Great Mouse whiz scare of '62"
Maynard G. Yamamoto: I have 4.75 now
al-klokwkdog: well, everyone concentrates on the Rocky Mountain Spotted fever epidemic centered around that base, but there was also a serious mouse problem
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Prolly mutant mice
Dexter Fong: Mutant Blues, they call them Brad er uh Yam
al-klokwkdog: no, the actual mutant mice are all on Plum Island, near Oyster Bay
al-klokwkdog: at least, the ones the US made...
al-klokwkdog: oh, aside from those that GE patented in 1999
Dexter Fong: "You can tell it a mutant..it says made in the USA"
al-klokwkdog: actually, Dex, they can't talk. that's just a rumor
Dexter Fong: Klok: True, but they can sign
Dexter Fong: ..on the dotted line and this mutant mouse is yours
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Gimme 2!
Dexter Fong: Sorry only one to a customer
Maynard G. Yamamoto: bah
Dexter Fong: Mutant Mouse Whiz comin' at you in shorts and shorters
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Do you deliver to sector "R" or "M"?
al-klokwkdog: actually, no, not that, either. they are used for placing surveillance gear and simply respond to goal patterns presented to them on drawings, powerpoint presentations (LCD screens only), and blueprints
Dexter Fong: R = Rodent...M = Mouse...sure
Dexter Fong: Mutant Blue prints
al-klokwkdog: they are also supposed to be sterile, but we all know how slipshod the military is about that kind of thing
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Give em little rubbers
al-klokwkdog: i think it would be better to cross a mouse with a rat or something
Dexter Fong: Hey..you try to find the gonads on a mouse, it ain't easy buddy
Maynard G. Yamamoto: or put em in Baggies®
Maynard G. Yamamoto: The mice manage
al-klokwkdog: not funny if there are 10 million of them and they understand the floor plan of most housing...
Dexter Fong: Yam: Love that little "registered" mark
Maynard G. Yamamoto: alt + 0174
Dexter Fong: Klok: Let 'em find they're way around a Frank Geary building
Dexter Fong: ®
Maynard G. Yamamoto: yep
Dexter Fong: Registered®
al-klokwkdog: there is nothing much to eat in museums after hours.
Maynard G. Yamamoto: also ©
al-klokwkdog: ©
Dexter Fong: Eat the Diaramas
Maynard G. Yamamoto: alt +169
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Bye Dave
Dexter Fong: Dead“
Dexter Fong: phoo
al-klokwkdog: no, the thing is they understand plumbing, HVAC, sealants, and, for support reasons, opening most food containers.
Dexter Fong: Dead®
al-klokwkdog: and traps
Dexter Fong: Klok: I'm beginning to think you know just a little too much about this stuff...maybe you were part of it, hmmmmm?
al-klokwkdog: well, this is all stuff that was renounced, or which didn't work as expected
Dexter Fong: That about covers everything doesn't it?
al-klokwkdog: so what's left of it after shutdown that couldn't be safe at CDC went to Plum Is.
al-klokwkdog: and since that's just across the Sound, it's a bit of a concern here
Dexter Fong: Why didn't they just start breeding them with really dumb-ass mice and soon they'd be back to normal
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Mutant Mice reduce Real Estate Values
al-klokwkdog: the idea being that nothing would be able to swim from Plum Is. to LI
Maynard G. Yamamoto: They'll take the ferry
al-klokwkdog: ah, you haven't checked real estate values in the area. wrong
al-klokwkdog: there is no ferry; it's a contract boat, and it's fumigated
Dexter Fong: Yikes! The bluefish would eat them and then they'd be really smart and they're really vicious
Maynard G. Yamamoto: They're cornering the market
al-klokwkdog: not likely, but interesting
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Could make a good movie
Dexter Fong: Wondered why all the rooms at the Montauk Mouse Inn were so small...even the bell boys were hump-backed
al-klokwkdog: actually, mules would be the safest, but you never know what tinkering further might do to the sterility thing
al-klokwkdog: Dex - that's just in the summer, when the NYC crowd is on vacation
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Thank god Francis was sterile
Maynard G. Yamamoto: How many more movies would we be subjected to if that wasn't the case?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Not any more..all the NYC beautiful people now going up to the Catskills and just North..Brad and Jen bought a big place up there
Dexter Fong: Son of Francis...Bride of Francis...The House of Francis...Abbot and Costello Meet Francis...the list is endles
Maynard G. Yamamoto: Which is why Ulster Co rents are doubled over the last yr
al-klokwkdog: oy vey! are they going to build a theater? shades of Branson!
Dexter Fong: You got it Yam=\
Dexter Fong: Bronson...along came Bronson, Klok
Maynard G. Yamamoto: You can't get around for the traffic any more
al-klokwkdog: no, Branson, MO
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yes ;=)
al-klokwkdog: wait'll they go thru a winter there...
Dexter Fong: KLok: They only go in the summer and early fall
Maynard G. Yamamoto: The Easy bits
al-klokwkdog: better they should have gotten some place in Fairfield or the Berkshires
Maynard G. Yamamoto: They Hire ppl to go thru the winter for them
al-klokwkdog: OK, kwd is done 4
Dexter Fong: or Bakerfiled or Tucumpah
Maynard G. Yamamoto: as am I
Dexter Fong: Klok: Be well
Maynard G. Yamamoto: later all
al-klokwkdog: fading fast; night everyone
||||||||| "Hey Maynard G. Yamamoto!" ... Maynard G. Yamamoto turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:21 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Sheesh, I park early and everybodies crapping out
al-klokwkdog: poof!!
Dexter Fong: who you calling a poof?
al-klokwkdog: yes, but we appreciate it no end, Dex.
||||||||| al-klokwkdog rushes off, saying "11:21 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Merlyn: I've been working on chat stuff...
Merlyn: looks like everyone has left
Dexter Fong: We've been chatting and stuff =)
Dexter Fong: Yeah Merl...Guess I'll get out too, thanks for the hosting =)
||||||||| flatulent bastard rushes off, saying "11:23 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Merlyn: bye.
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:24 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| 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:
al-klokwkdog mk2
bozos revenge
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
flatulent bastard
Maynard G. Yamamoto
Rev. E. L. Mouse
Sinister Fong
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Peggy Blisswhips

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Audrey Farber

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Tiny Dr. Tim
Rest In Peace,
Dear Friend