A Firesign Chat
11/27/2003




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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:32 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for November 27, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Woody One inside, makes a note of the time (12:48 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| It's 1:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Woody One - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 STAFF ANNOUNCER disembarks at 6:39 PM.
STAFF ANNOUNCER: Technical difficulties are preventing the continuation of tonight's Foxhowl Feature, "Highschool Madness." We are working on the problem . . .
||||||||| STAFF ANNOUNCER departs at 6:40 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 27, 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?"
||||||||| 9:06 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| Bambi sneaks in around 9:09 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bambi: Hi Merlyn ... problems?
Merlyn: Just had some file permission problems
Bambi: oh, OK
Merlyn: what made you ask?
Bambi: Happy Turkey Day
Merlyn: you too
Bambi: the staff annoucement
Bambi: something about technical problems when I first came in
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dr. Headphones close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:11 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends :)
Bambi: hi Ken! Happy Turkey Day to you the kitties and Stewart :)
Merlyn: oh no; that's some weird guy to likes to log in as a Firesign character and say a line from an album. He shows up all the time on non-chat days, too.
Dr. Headphones: we're all recovering now (with a nice naugahyde in an ocelot pattern)
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:12 PM, dragging bloated-klokwkdog by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Bambi: oh, that would answer that one Merlyn
Merlyn: Like here he signed in a Principal Poop: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/logs/Monday.html
Dr. Headphones: hey klok
Bambi: hi Klok
bloated-klokwkdog: good evening all
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:12 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dr. Headphones: i would never be principal poop. coach ex-lax--maybe....
Merlyn: 'ello bloat
Dr. Headphones: hi cat
Bambi: good evening ... Happy Turkey Day
Cease: Snappy Thanksgiving, yanks
Bambi: hi Cat, Happy Turkey Day
Dr. Headphones: yeah, klok, i'm on the edge of stomach pain here.
Bambi: wow...everyone showing up at once now :)
bloated-klokwkdog: ah, just 'cause you had yours otherwise, Cat...
Cease: Never particularly liked turkey. loved the dressing and cranberry sauce though
Cease: i spent 13 years in yankland. had enough turkeys
Merlyn: turkey isn't well-known in japan, I learned from Iron Chef
Dr. Headphones: turkey is one of my favorite birds
Bambi: Yes, can't have Turkey day without the cranberry sauce for sure :)
Dr. Headphones: merl: it's a new world animal
Bambi: there are some very good side benefits of eating turkey and holiday spices
Merlyn: I know, but they know about potatos and corn, etc
Bambi: very nice nap time :)
Cease: canuck thanks also does the turkey, sauce only it aint a great family 4 day holiday like you folks
bloated-klokwkdog: kwd yawns
Dr. Headphones: yeah, all the tryptophan in the turkey keeps people from running amok
Cease: i'll have Kurds with that
Bambi: 4 day holiday? Am I missing something ???
Dr. Headphones: then have a ba'ath afterward...
Bambi: I thought we just had Thursday?
Merlyn: missing work thu-sun
bloated-klokwkdog: you're not supposed to run any machinery after Thanksgiving dinner except the projection TV
Bambi: course I would always take a vacation day for Friday and make it a four day weekend LOL
Cease: thats why its the biggest travel day.
Merlyn: anyone see the new front page?
Cease: who'd clog airports and roads for only a 3 day?
Cease: good work merl. sell them fireproducts!
Bambi: Watching movie on my other computer
Dr. Headphones: i actually tried out the "avi" function on my digital still camera today, got 10 sec of cats eating turkey, took up 1.5megs
Bambi: or watching intermittently ... but listening :)
bloated-klokwkdog: it's very annoying for visitors -- everything is unavailable
Merlyn: hope to, cat
bloated-klokwkdog: like Montreal used to be on a Sunday. sheesh, nothing to do but eat in Chinese restaurants
Cease: yes i'm inserting japanese footage into my video editing but getting it out is proving more of a problem. maybe the defragmenting will help
Bambi: for the Chat?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto', just granted probation at 9:17 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: front page for the Chat? or main Firesign Theatre page?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'llanwydd', just granted probation at 9:17 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: hi Yammy ... Happy Turkey Day
bloated-klokwkdog fondly remembers Thanksgiving day while working in northern Maine: nothing was open
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I bllody well haven't gotten MY share of the Idian yet
Dr. Headphones: hi yam, you were good today baked with brown sugar and butter, topped with raisins, pecans, pineapple, coconut and mini-marshmallows :)
Bambi: hi llanwydd, Happy Turkey Day
llanwydd: Happy Thanksgoblin!
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Happy Gorge Yrself Day
Dr. Headphones: hey llan
Bambi: LOL
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Let those belts out until say, Feb
bloated-klokwkdog: ...but the nice Canadians on Campobello Island worked up a veritable turkey feast for me (having already had their T-day earlier; I guess I was getting leftovers, but at least it was food)
Dr. Headphones: ok, raise your hands. who is going to be at walmart at 6am tomorrow?
Merlyn: SuperAmericas are open around here today
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:19 PM and late as usual, it's Tweeny, just back from Billville."
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:19 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Bambi: we had turkey lunch with friends ... more like dinner but they called it lunch ... our turkey will be done at around 11pm
Dr. Headphones: hi tweeny, dex
Tweeny: Pass the Indian, please...
llanwydd: anyone eat anything untraditional today?
Bambi: we were too stuffed from lunch to cook it earlier
Dexter Fong: Pass the Indian Please
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Let's celebrate america's love affair w/one of the 7 deadly sins(we love them all, but don't let on)
Bambi: hi Dex ... Happy Turkey Day
Dr. Headphones: llan: i'm having cherry cheesecake brownies in a little while
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I went for ham
Cease: i thoght there'd be fewer of y'all today.
Bambi: ham's great too
Tweeny: Now this may sound complicated...
llanwydd: sounds delicious
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi, Cat, Ken, Ilan, Merl, tweeny, and OI Yammamoto
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: And left the waitress a large tip, as she was unlucky enough to be workin today
Dr. Headphones: i'm a ham (KA8VLW if you're keeping score)
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: OI
Cease: i was in madrid this day last year, or maybe oporto?
Bambi: Hi Tweeny...Happy Turkey Day
bloated-klokwkdog: watch out -- Ilanwydd is a plant! Going to report our transgressions to the Authorities for violation of sacred tradition
Tweeny: At least she was worrrkin'!
Bambi: I keep trying to type Turnkey day LOL
llanwydd: howdy dex
Dr. Headphones: llan is a plant? annual or perennial?
Dexter Fong: Hi Klok..sorry Missed you
Tweeny: Gobble, Bambi
Merlyn: Can Jews be hams?
llanwydd: a house plant
bloated-klokwkdog: missed me? I'm being shot at?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: You ate a plant?
Dexter Fong: Merl: Ever see Fiddler on the Roof?
Dr. Headphones: merl: yes, and they don't even need to learn morse code any more
Bambi: only when telling stories Merlyn
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Two Words: Mel Brooks
Tweeny: Why should today be different from any other day?
bloated-klokwkdog: there is a bill in congress to fix that, Ken
Bambi: excellent choice of example there Yammy
Merlyn: "Mel Brooks is Jewish?" -- Homer Simpson
Dr. Headphones: 'tis ok, i passed my 13 wpm test (but never made the grade for the 20 wpm)
bloated-klokwkdog: Amateur Radio Spectrum Protection Act -- HR 713
Dr. Headphones: the requirement now for those grades that DO require morse is only 5 wpm
Tweeny: Brooks is Jewish? Who is we?
Bambi: bill in congress to fix the spam problem too ... unfixable
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I'll protect my spectrum til death do part us both!
bloated-klokwkdog: nah, turn the spam problem over to the Mafia
Dr. Headphones: klok: any time congress tries to "protect" something you better get some to save for later because it will soon disappear
Tweeny: You can have my spectrum when you pry it out of my cold dead son of Powell.
bloated-klokwkdog: ...then we'll only get spam we can't refuse
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: If I'm a bit unattentive, it's cos I'm editing snaps from a road junket
Dr. Headphones: tweeny: did you know that our president is a son of a bush?
Bambi: I thought the spammers were their own mafia these days
Tweeny: To bush or not to bush. That is the $2004 question.
Bambi: there are no candidates for 2004
bloated-klokwkdog: Gee, Yam, even the most impoverished of us can still afford turkey...also, when I have to eat that stuff, I don't edit it, I just use lots of ketchup
Dexter Fong: Yam don't eat no stinking kechup
Dr. Headphones: ah, cat, you mentioned defrag. thanks for reminder, i'm now listening to the lovely sound of drive g:\ thrashing around
Dr. Headphones: ketchup is against my religion
Bambi: gravy ... must have my gravy with turkey
Tweeny: The U.S. Constitution doesn't guarantee happiness, only the pursuit of it. You have to catch up with it yourself -- Benjamin Franklin
Dr. Headphones: bambi: ran out of cornstarch here so the gravy was almost too thin. oh well, it thickens nicely in the refrigerator
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: No, It was a nice day to snap roads
bloated-klokwkdog: darn, that's not what they told us when we landed here, Tweeny!
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: No traffic
Bambi: no flour left either?
Tweeny: Benjamin Franklin - hero or hophead?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: But plenty of confused tourrorists
bloated-klokwkdog: yeah, I like to snap all my roads to a grid: makes driving loads easier
Cease: a hopi dead. honour those indians
Dr. Headphones: flour doesn't do as well. matter of opinion, it was acceptable even if slightly thin
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: For some odd reason, the seem to seek me out for directions
Cease: head
Cease: but dead works
Dexter Fong: Try Deadhead
Tweeny: By the will of Jerry G
Dr. Headphones: meathead? "paradise by the oven light" was his big hit
Cease: which begot Fireheads
Bambi: freedom is a garden that needs much attention ... lest the weeds grow up and stifle it to death LOL
bloated-klokwkdog: Dreadhead more interesting for i
Dexter Fong: and i
Tweeny: Have you eaten your weedies today?
Dr. Headphones: bambi: tom jefferson? he also said it was best fertilized with the blood of tyrants
llanwydd: what are the weeds, Bambi?
Bambi: no, that was my own statement ...
Tweeny: Speaking of fertilizer...
bloated-klokwkdog: are we allowed to make our own statements again? i thought only the words of our Brave Leader were allowed. Sigh. Things change so fast lately
Dr. Headphones: klok: as long as you SPREAK ENGRISH
Bambi: but it was one taken from a statement about love actually
Bambi: love and freedom take the same loving care
Bambi: good question llanwydd ... that's the hardest part isn't it?
Bambi: separating out the weeds from the real freedom plants in the garden
Cease: hey bambi, any new firestuff on ah clem's show this sat?
Dexter Fong: The weeds of crime bear bitter fruit, I know that
Tweeny: Walter? This is Walter...
bloated-klokwkdog: hey! it's a capitalist world now -- everything has to be expensed out, and love and freedom are luxuries we can't afford
Dr. Headphones: dex: personal knowledge there?
Dexter Fong: Ken: Never you mind...I read the papers
Dr. Headphones: klok: you've hit the answer here! freedom has been fully depreciated, must be written off the books
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: The Crimes of Bears bear bitter weeds I hear
Bambi: hey hope you all checked back later on Saturday ... there were power outages and the station was down ... clem had to start the show late
bloated-klokwkdog: yep, it's probably remaindered and on sale cheap at Barnes and igNoble
Cease: talking fridges on the cbs news. pkd dick/firesign
Dexter Fong: Yam: YOu cannot correct those bears,,,they break and enter wherever they want to
llanwydd: that's funny! I always say Barnes and Ignoble
Bambi: not sure what clem has up his sleeve for Saturday but will be fun
bloated-klokwkdog: i'm waiting for my appliances to get in an argument with each other...
Cease: they eat the brakes, you know. they're Bears!
Tweeny: How come you're so peppy, Roy?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Nope, that's why we hate them so
llanwydd: Although I like the store
Dr. Headphones: bambi: if it ain't his arm, call the doctors
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Pep Boys, no, that's Manny Moe and Hack
Bambi: LOL
bloated-klokwkdog: yeah, it's a great place to hang out for free
Dr. Headphones: when i go to b&n, i start with the discount racks, then leave when i can't carry any more under one arm
llanwydd: I use it for a library
bloated-klokwkdog: sit there and read a few chapters of War and Peace, then mosey off
Dexter Fong: Ken: Is that why one arm is so long?
bloated-klokwkdog: it's too short to box with God, though, Dex
Dr. Headphones: i found 1984 onilne the other day, over 500k, haven't read it yet from that source
Tweeny: And both my feets too long...
Dexter Fong: Yeah, but He could go a round or two with Jesus
llanwydd: War and Peace is my favorite novel but I didn't read it at b&n
Bambi: lots of great books online
Bambi: in text form or html
Dr. Headphones: dex: comes in handy when i'm swinging from branches ;)
Cease: i just wander into the library every week, read whatever catches my eye
Dexter Fong: Ken: You *are* a swinger
bloated-klokwkdog: everyone hear that LA has filed a discrimination complaint about IDE peripherals being labeled master/slave?
Dr. Headphones: not in the popular usage of the word...i'm asexual at the moment
Tweeny: Swinger. What a great car.
Cease: just picked up a bio of local sculptor Bill Reid, whom Phil Austin is fond of. thought of him when i checked out the book and then he shows up last thurs. Coincidence?
Bambi: yes, isn't that obnoxious klok?
Merlyn: yep, KWD
bloated-klokwkdog: Reid or PA?
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's a conspiracy man
Dr. Headphones: cat: eerie. the coming together of time and space is synchronous at times, eh?
Tweeny: Coincidence? Could be... could be...
Bambi: I get so sick and tired of the political correctness league
Cease: its that time of year
Cease: ya'll read that salon article about the guy who solved the kennedy thing? some mafia hit.
Dexter Fong: Hey Kids! What time is it?
Dr. Headphones: yeah, bambi, i go against the flow all the time on PC
llanwydd: I almost always miss Phil when he stops by. Only caught him here once
Dr. Headphones: it's howdy doody time!
Tweeny: The Political Correctness League Of Extrordinary Terrestrials
Cease: as if that's ever gonna get out before everyone alive then is long dead
bloated-klokwkdog goes...yawn...
Bambi: hey, Cat ... you will have to go and get one a week from now on then we will see Phil every week
Tweeny: Hey, Lambchop! Long time no mint jelly!
Cease: you're right, bambi
bloated-klokwkdog hasn't seen Phil yet. Hey, when are we going to get webcam inserts for this thing?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Maybe if you visit a defferent section, DO or Pete or Proctor will show up
Dr. Headphones: my webcam won't work now that i'm behind 2 routers
Cease: i think there are more bill reid bios. he;s the guy who made native art/sculptor mainstream in the last half century.
bloated-klokwkdog: move it to the DMZ!
Bambi: ok, interact with Phil anyway LOL
Tweeny: Ah, the L.A. freeway again. Stuck behind routers...
Dr. Headphones: korea? no thanks!
Cease: oddly he started out as a radio guy during 40-s, 50s. has a great voice
bloated-klokwkdog: yep, root-A-computer! root, root, root!...
Bambi: would love to hear him read his books then
Tweeny: Don't make a correar out of it...
Bambi: or are they sculpture and art books?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto likes art books
bloated-klokwkdog: there is no Money in radio, except the part owned by Clear Channel
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Just pictures...tough to read
Cease: too bad he never got together with the firesigns, unlike his neighbour and more famous "indian" chief dan george who was in americathon, as i recall
Bambi: yeah
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto has lotsa "etchings"
Bambi: was afraid that might be the case
bloated-klokwkdog: he was in more stuff than Jay Silverheels or Wilma Mankiller
Dexter Fong: Bam: That Yam has etchings?
Tweeny: The only thing clear about Clear Channel is that we're looking at some serious monopolies being built.
llanwydd: maybe he's an earthsign
Bambi: shame since he has a great voice
Dr. Headphones: being built? hell, they are putting the final touches on it!
bloated-klokwkdog: voices don't matter anymore -- they take up time needed for commercials or Rush
Bambi: no yams or sweet potatoes this Turkey Day for us
Tweeny: Earthsign? You been listening to Slick again?
Cease: died a few years ago. had parkinson's disease in his final years and it was painful to watch him, but based on his designs some great sculpture emereged. one of his sculptures is at the canadian embassy in DC
Bambi: will have to make my special recipe for Christmas
bloated-klokwkdog: pilgrims didn't eat them either, but I miss them
Bambi: sorry to hear that Cat
Dexter Fong: Ken: YOu familiar with station WEMU 98.1, Ypsilanti?
Bambi: great loss then
Cease: maybe the still will. our own local gaudi
Dr. Headphones: my ex made potato soup once, thought she was putting in cornstarch to thicken it, stayed thin, when she tasted it, discovered it was powdered sugar. thus, sweet potato soup :)
llanwydd: just curious. How many aries, leos and Sagittarians are here?
Dr. Headphones: dex: haven't heard it in years, can't get it this far west without a sporadic-e opening
Bambi: LOL ... too funny Ken
Bambi: why those in particular llanwydd?
Cease: lol kend
Dexter Fong: I'm a Librium
bloated-klokwkdog: where?
Dr. Headphones: gemini here. if you'd like to view my horoscope chart, http://webpages.charter.net/kendeb52/misc/misc.html
Bambi: clem is a leo
llanwydd: they are fire signs
Bambi: water sign here ... the twin fishes
bloated-klokwkdog: you mean, I can't participate if I'm not one?
llanwydd: two airsigns here
Dexter Fong: I was born under the sign of the Flying Red Horse
Tweeny: Named after Liberuis Cesear
bloated-klokwkdog: i'll be like a fish out of water
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I'm a rest area
Dexter Fong: In the back of a Studebaker
Dr. Headphones: dex: a real mobil guy, huh?
bloated-klokwkdog: an aquarian beset by neo-cons...
Dexter Fong: Or maybe the fron..never could tell
llanwydd: I'm just a lowly earthsign
Dexter Fong: The salt of the earthsign
Cease: i remember driving a studebaker. i don't recall it pleasently though
Tweeny: Neo-con, neo-lib, what's the difference once the head's blowed off?
bloated-klokwkdog: i'm grounded, safe and sound, at home, the root tree, my base of yggdrasil
Bambi: 2004 is the year of the monkey ...does that mean that man finally comes into his own?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Losta signs going on my picture page, even broken ones
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dave', just granted probation at 9:47 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: dave
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: i
Dr. Headphones: i knew a guy in town where i grew up, had 55 studebaker. he was merchant marine. got home 2 wks every 6 months, in the 80s that car had only about 10k miles on it
Dr. Headphones: howdy, dave
llanwydd: hi dave
Cease: hey dave
bloated-klokwkdog: 'bout time u showed up, and this a day with no homewerk!
Dave: hi there folks, hope you're not too full, I don't know about you, but there's still pie to be consumed!
Bambi: I was born on the cusp they say
Dexter Fong: Bette Middler the other night commenting on Rush Limbaugh's having 30,000 Oxycodins..."That makes him an Oxymoron"
Bambi: hi Dave
Tweeny: Monks without keys... Won't you give?
Bambi: Happy Turkey Day
llanwydd: are you a fire sign dave?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Dave
Tweeny: Evnin' Dave
bloated-klokwkdog looks in anguish at the empty pie plate in front of him. (he would have to rub it in...)
Dr. Headphones: dave is the mysterious "5th lost firesign" a la pete sutcliffe and the beatles
Bambi: I was born in the year of the Sheep ... how annoying
Dexter Fong: Ken: Who were the other 4 lost firesigns?
llanwydd: I mean a leo, and aries or sagittarius
Bambi: http://www.new-year.co.uk/chinese/calendar.htm
Cease: well there's the pooper, and
Dave: yes, what Ken said
Dexter Fong: you
Tweeny: How'd you like to be Pete Best, who just had a birthday? Talk about the wrong career move...
llanwydd: I was born in the year of the ox
Dr. Headphones: dex: matthew, mark, luke and john
Cease: like the guys who left mash
Dexter Fong: Ken: Gospel?
Tweeny: I was born in the year of the oxymoron. I can be the head of my country.
Bambi: clem was born in the year of the Monkey...and 2004 will be the year of the Monkey again
Dr. Headphones: ah, im' a dragon
Cease: or your country's head
Dexter Fong: Ken: Take a pep pill
bloated-klokwkdog: sounds like you're stuck in a rut, Bambi
Bambi: matthew, mark, luke and duck
Merlyn: anyone see the marx brothers balloons in the macy parade? Harpo's hair was the wrong color
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: dye job
Dave: I don't know what year I was born, other than the numerical one, but I think my dad is the year of the rat
Tweeny: Better to be dragged on than dragged off...
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I'm surprised anyone even knows who they are anymore
Cease: right on
bloated-klokwkdog: ever wonder how 'come all those Gospel authors didn't have Jewish names?
Cease: or, uh,
Bambi: what year were you born Dave?
Dr. Headphones: portly guy walks up next to me in the bathroom. out of the blue, says "i haven't seen my dick in over 10 years." i say, "have you tried to diet?" he says, "dye it? what color is it now?"
Bambi: I have the page open
Dexter Fong: Yam: If you keep your thumb on your script, you'll always know who you are
Dave: 1986
Tweeny: And no Jewish writers, either!
Cease: good one, kend
llanwydd: just trying to find out how many fire signs are here. apparently ah,clem is one but he's not here tonight
Bambi: year of the tiger Dave
bloated-klokwkdog: and...written in greek? how believable is that, I ask you.
Dr. Headphones: it's all geek to me
Tweeny: Tiger, you 'fraid dees?
Bambi: Dave: year of the tiger - Tigers are said to be bold and adventurous, and are bestowed with initiative and charm. However, they have a tendency to be risk takers, making them act before they think about the consequences. So they say.
Cease: hank greenburg
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: 1959 what animal am I
Dr. Headphones: lions and tigers and bears, oh my!
Tweeny: I hear they're building a 12-year cyclotron in Bejing.
Dexter Fong: Cat: LOL
Dr. Headphones: yam: the ladies think you're a fox ;)
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Do tell
llanwydd: Speaking of the Macy's parade (were we?) I went to it in about 1968 or 69
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: The only one I interact w/thinks I'm a bank
llanwydd: William Shatner was in the parade
llanwydd: in his Capt. Kirk uniform
Dexter Fong: Ilan: That big giant head thing?
Dave: well I do tend to not think, I speak before I think
Dr. Headphones: "i speak, therefore i am"
bloated-klokwkdog: he's in every parade. they buy packs of them, like Saddam doubles
Bambi: hmmm, not the original capt kirk uniform I bet
llanwydd: not exactly
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: He was a bit chubbo then
Dr. Headphones: did you read about the saddam and osama dolls confiscated in israel? they sang and danced.
Tweeny: Scotty, we need to be warped immediately.
bloated-klokwkdog: watch closely - his wave is exactly the same every time
Bambi: Star Trek is still one of my favorite shows
llanwydd: I'll bet it was the original
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto is already warped byond all raeson
Dave: ah, I'm listening to Tom Lehrer, I've forgotten how funny these recordings are
Tweeny: All I've got is Polar Pro, sir...
bloated-klokwkdog: once he got the girdle and wig on, he looked fine, though
Bambi: I wouldn't think he could fit the original uniform any more ... he was quite a bit smaller in those days
bloated-klokwkdog: poisoning pigeons in the park....
bloated-klokwkdog: Galaxy Quest cracked me up
Tweeny: Mmmmmm, pigeons....
llanwydd: and "Masochism Tango"
bloated-klokwkdog: we had 30 white carnots in cages; at feeding time, they generated enough static electricity to run a big neon lamp for a few seconds...
llanwydd: and "The Vatican Rag"
Bambi: and "Delicious"
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I care not for carnots
Tweeny: Which album?
Dexter Fong: Klk: What's a carnot?
llanwydd: now it's the Vatican Polka
bloated-klokwkdog: pigeon breed. they are eminently trainable
Bambi: and "Wet Dreams"
Dr. Headphones: didn't carnot make some thermodynamic law?
Tweeny: Poking a vat of carnots. Should be ready any time now.
bloated-klokwkdog: yeah, #2, I think
Dexter Fong: Thought Carnot was that mentalist that Johnny Carson did
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: Hey all, sorry I'm late.
Dr. Headphones: lennon said it was #9 (#9, #9, #9....(
bloated-klokwkdog: you mean squab? that's what we pointed out to some of the more recalcitrant birds who wouldn't key-train
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Dr. Headphones: howdy, e
Tweeny: Hi E
Elayne: The upstairs neighbors' noise pretty much drove me out of this room until now.
llanwydd: looks like Cease has Ceased
Bambi: Hi Elayne ... Happy Turkey Day
bloated-klokwkdog: evening Elayne
Dave: nah this is the live stuff beofre That Was The Year... but I've got it all of course, he's still around, I should send him a letter or something telling him how great he is
Elayne: At least now I can't hear them through the earplugs... no wait, I can, but it's a little less noisy.
Dr. Headphones: the cease case is closed?
Elayne: These guys have gotten just as bad as the last ones.
bloated-klokwkdog: sublease?
Tweeny: Now, boys... why squabble about such a thing as a few civil rights? You're _protected_.
llanwydd: what guys?
Dr. Headphones: "the case of the noisy neighbors II"
Elayne: Llan, my upstairs neighbors. They started out with such promise, and it's all gone to hell.
Elayne: I have to face facts, I just can't live in an apartment building any more, not one where the house rules aren't enforced.
Tweeny: White Noise. Good name for a punk band.
||||||||| Woody One waltzes in at 10:02 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dr. Headphones: hey woody
bloated-klokwkdog: sheesh, sounds like college dorm!
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: oi
llanwydd: Sounds like a Thanksgiving party
Dexter Fong: Woody 1
Woody One: hey all
Tweeny: Hey Woody
Elayne: Llan, they do this every weekend, though. It's too much already.
Elayne: It's every single room, there's no escape, and they refuse to get carpeting because she claims she's allergic.
bloated-klokwkdog: how about "White Noise from Trailer Trash"?
Elayne: Well, guess what, lady, I'm allergic to noise!
Woody One: what's up in the waiting room?
llanwydd: Have you complained to the Dept of Housing?
Tweeny: If the end gets any weaker, you're going to have to move. May I suggest Rancho Malario? Heck, you'd be home by now...
Dexter Fong: Expectant fathers?
Dr. Headphones: weight is up after the respective feasts
Elayne: Of course not, Llan, this is NY, everyone supposedly has noisy neighbors.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Not me'
Tweeny: Robin Williams - "A New York Echo"...
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I have the neigbor's cat
Elayne: It's not the job of the Housing Dept. to take care of this. It's the job of the co-op board and landlord, and they have no desire to do so. We failed with the last upstairs neighbors.
llanwydd: NYC? Because I live upstate
Cease: hi el
Dexter Fong: Yam: As a hostage aginst noise?
Elayne: We're just leaving, that's all. Hi Cat.
Dr. Headphones: e: know any lawyers? sometimes even the whiff of one will scare people
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: E: Try a shotgun blast thru the ceiling
Elayne: We're starting to look right after the holidays.
Cease: i went upstairs for an ice cube and got roped in to magor furniture rearranging
Cease: i Am the neighbour's Cat
Elayne: No, at this point anything I try will make it worse.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Always keep a suppply downstairs
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: No, he came up to eat now he nearly lives here
Elayne: The only thing for it is for us to leave.
Dave: brb, pie! yay!
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: good deal, dave
Dr. Headphones: enjoy, dave
bloated-klokwkdog: yeah, sounds like maybe...Rutland? Hopewell Junction? ought to be quiet that far upstream...
Cease: pumpkin?
Dexter Fong: some crust
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Hopewell? No way
Bambi: enjoy the pie Dave1
bloated-klokwkdog looks again at his empty pie plate and weeps
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: It's damn near the city out that way
llanwydd: I wonder if there is any other kind of housing in NYC besides apartments
Woody One: i want some pie
Cease: and the r squared
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Sure if you're rick enough
Bambi: gotta go put the potatoes on to boil for mashed tators...bb in a bit
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto lives naer the area
bloated-klokwkdog: Donald Trump has a few things he could offer you, Ilan...
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 10:07 PM train to Hellmouth.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: or hopewell
Dexter Fong: or Rutland
Tweeny: Trump. The King of Queens.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Christ it's getting bad around here
bloated-klokwkdog: did E leave us so soon?
llanwydd: I'm way upstream. An hours drive north of the headwaters
Cease: moving to kansas soon, yam?
bloated-klokwkdog: or Montana?
Tweeny: Or a silo in Nebraska?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Feb, If i can avoid sending the ex every spare penny
Cease: yippie? i know!
Woody One: i still want some pie
Cease: Quay, eh?
Dexter Fong: Dave's not here man
Cease: I owe
bloated-klokwkdog: oh wow, that ought to be fun, traveling thru Kansas in midwinter...
llanwydd: E 's not in a good mood because of the folks upstairs. Understandably
Cease: no that's pronounced Key
Tweeny: Yuppie. Yup, I'd like some more of that pumpkin pie, please.
Woody One: what kind of pie do you have?
Cease: if you keep pumping your kin, you'l just wind up with a bunch of dead relatives
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Now each payday, it's a new excuse fior being out of money, I tell her I have bills to pay and the rent, and she sez: "Just don't Pay it"
Tweeny: Presidents of the United States. What a great band.
Tweeny: Today's non-sequitor.
Cease: something on the news about walmort stats that show everyone runs out of money on the 11th instead of the 13th
Dr. Headphones: woody: got some cherry cheesecake brownies here, come on over
Cease: walt's mort now
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Klok, I'm REALLY looking forward to getting the Spork outta here
Tweeny: Wal-Mart. A fair for all and no fair for anybody...
Woody One: cherry cheesecake brownies? that sounds fabulous.
Cease: is that like kudzu?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Walt has been mort for many a moon
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Kudzu's been Mort since I don't know when
Dr. Headphones: make pan of brownies, then when they are cooled, pour cheesecake over it before it hardens. then add the cherry topping. sinfully rich and delicious
llanwydd: My non-sequitur for the day: "If it ain't fixed don't break it".
bloated-klokwkdog: yeah, I saw that news piece on ABCdefghik tonight. basically, in a roundabout way, it said everyone is now broke as hell
Cease: what's a good noun for a group of morticians?
Tweeny: Get yer Walt's Kudzu vines at our landscaping center.
Cease: a gloom of morticians?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: NO, NO, NO, the economy is IMPROVING, dammit!
Woody One: I'll be over. how late are you staying up?
Dr. Headphones: a mortuary of morticians
Tweeny: Can't you see the ticker?
Merlyn: maybe just the 'con' part is improving
bloated-klokwkdog cannot begin to comprehend pouring of cheesecake, but assumes it's possible at some extreme high or low temperature...
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: we all have more $$$ to give our ex-wives
Cease: a desolation?
Dr. Headphones: woody: i will be up all night, walmart opens at 6am and i just can't miss that sale ;)
Cease: too obvious, kend. that's where they are alread
Dr. Headphones: klok: box mix cheesecake (no bake type) pours
bloated-klokwkdog: no, the ticker is inside my chest, and sorely upset at the moment -- my COBRA runs out Sunday...
Tweeny: The horizon's coming up! And we're all going to be part of it.
Woody One: lol
Dave: it's a good thing I've got a sweet tooth, damn that was good
Cease: tickler? I thought you said she had ticks!
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Klok, echh
Tweeny: Then we must flea!
Cease: you race snakes, klok?
bloated-klokwkdog looks again at his empty pie plate, weeps more
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Quick declare yourself my dependent
bloated-klokwkdog: not this week, Cat
Cease: cobra race sunday, what else could i deduce?
bloated-klokwkdog: too late, Yam; i told the people at borders i had nothing to declare.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Where's yr passport?
llanwydd: lol, klok
bloated-klokwkdog: on the floor downstairs somewhere
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: That or nip off to canada as a refugee
Cease: the last few times i've come thru customs and delcared purchases, the customs folks, usually young women, would be incredulous.
Tweeny: Lost my passport in the cross-collateral sidestream we went through yesterday.
Cease: no, nippon's over the ocean
bloated-klokwkdog: i told them i just wanted to get out, but they said there was only one way to do that
bloated-klokwkdog: not a good choice when one's COBRA is running out
Cease: when i told them i had bought new shirts but was obviously wearing one that hadnt been changed or washed in weeks, they refused to believe me.
Dr. Headphones: how can a cobra run with no legs?
Tweeny: Fast driving will get you nowhere.
bloated-klokwkdog: Ken - when all its time outs are used up?
Woody One: I'm back from the News station. Doc. I can't make the flight,. Sorry.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: That depends Tweeny, I always drive fast
Dexter Fong: In NYC slow driving will get you the finger
llanwydd: Drive like hell and you'll get there
Dr. Headphones: 'tis ok, woody, i will have one for you tomorrow, send good thoughts your way
Cease: hows it goin, dex?
Tweeny: As JAckie Martling says, "What do you do with a 6 ft wide a-hole? Put at the end of a bridge with a radar gun."
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I've got the karma for that
bloated-klokwkdog: yes, Dex, but I have RI plates, which scares everyone on Broadway when i'm trying to dope out the detour around HH construction
Cease: was yhour city more crowded than usual, today?
Cease: good one, ll
Cease: more relavent than you should know
Woody One: Dexter: Are you still anouncing for the Surealist Convention Theatre? Thanks Doc.
Tweeny: Lamborgini Diablo, to you sir.
Cease: doc? he's not here
Dr. Headphones: the diablo is in the details
Dexter Fong: Uh Woody: If I'm asked I will do so
Woody One: Dr. H....
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Thruway's warp 9, anyway; anything below 80 and the troopers don't care; All the locat troop "T" coppers know me, So ican get away w/murder
bloated-klokwkdog: no, the diablo is in the Picante sauce, usually
Tweeny: I swear, if we don't get decent candidates this time, I'd be trying to find a Papoon bumper sticker
Cease: an zee blow is een de tails
Dexter Fong: Yam: Then why don't you kill you ex wife...and elaynes upstairs neighbors too
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Klok: That's bad on the paint
Cease: you're not alone, yammy
Woody One: Cool. That was awesome talking with Phil Austin last week.
Cease: This is Moscow Calling, a novel about just that
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: You didn't tell me i had to KILL anybody....
Cease: day when you can kill anyone you like
Cease: got its author sent to siberia. he's out now
Cease: no shit, wood
Woody One: Porgy can't say kill.
Cease: no wood? shit!
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Natch, I missed it
llanwydd: anyone pick up the new Stephen King book yet. I've just started it
Tweeny: And speaking of hell. What the blazes are we doing with the world's greatest army? Oops, sorry. Wrong meeting.
bloated-klokwkdog: it was incredibly kind of PA to join us, hope others too, again
Cease: all cept proctor have, to my amazement
Cease: and he was the first one on line
Woody One: He addressed a couple of my questions. The comments were funny.
Tweeny: When are the guys going to do something like XM radio again. That was way cool seeing them at their art.
Dr. Headphones: hello, my name is ken, and i'm an alcoholic. opps, wrong meeting....
bloated-klokwkdog: what? keeping those ticking crates and biotoxin-laden foodstuffs out of our ports, natch. What?! They're all where???
Dexter Fong: Hello! My name is Ken and I'm an impersonator...ooops wrong confession
bloated-klokwkdog: but PA is the most frequent
Tweeny: Hello, my name is Bill. And I'm a bjholic.
Cease: tweeny, it could well happen according to austin last week. merl will know more
Cease: if this new liberal radio network actually happens
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto is heartbroken at haaving missed the exposition
Cease: indeed, klok, as he's the latest convert, he's the most in tents
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: They NEVER come on when I'm around
Tweeny: Sure hope to see (?) the guys on the air again. Even if it's a subscription service.
Cease: yammy,you gotta cut down on this "sleep" thing
Merlyn: Firesign might be syndicated with the anshell media radio network (the new "liberal" radio network)
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Guess so. I have to work 11.5 hrs daily, or I might
Cease: a natural
bloated-klokwkdog: Dex, something is serious wrong -- he's looting their retirement accounts, wrecking the economy, antagonizing most of the known world that we haven't paid off somehow, and there's this whole bunch of victims who just worship the ground he walks on
Merlyn: of course, that would be syndicated, so it would depend on a local rado station
Cease: if the money comes thru, eh? or what, the stations? maybe one in the same
Dr. Headphones: yam: idle hands are the devil's footbridge or something like that
Cease: idle in town next week on his bastard tour, some of you have seen it, eh?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I have a few bridge pics, too
bloated-klokwkdog: plaything
llanwydd: Idle hands make light work
Dexter Fong: Klok: While appreciate the semtiment, not sure why it was addressed to me or to whom it refers
Tweeny: Idlwylde hands fly off the handle.
Dr. Headphones: 4 no trump
Woody One: What do you get when you cross a ? with a phone pole? It's dirty. I can't think of the first part of Woody's comparison in the joke. Anybody know from "Case of the Missing Yolk?
Merlyn: it just seems to depend on whether they can pay enough to firesign to make it worth their while
Cease: havent scene it in yars
bloated-klokwkdog: didn't realize you liked them, Yam. the bridge up the street was for sale last year, built in 1930
Cease: indeed
Merlyn: cat, I saw idle; a fun show. Told him I'm the firesign webmaster, and he met proctor & bergman
Dave: Brian I know a station that just started that might be able to get the FST stuff, it's our new Americana station in Denver, go to www.kcuvradio.com, I don't know if I should have done that, but, uh, oh well
Cease: they gotta have deep pockets, these anshaleze
bloated-klokwkdog: also, I think parts of the Jamestown Bridge over the West Passage might be for sale, if you're credible
Merlyn: and austin said he met him at a party
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Never seen my site, eh? Klok?
Tweeny: So what's wrong with an internet radio subscription service? Would beat the heck out of Clear Channel.
Tweeny: Maybe with a broadband package thrown in.
bloated-klokwkdog: nope
Merlyn: looks like a likely station, dave; anshell isn't "real" yet, though
Cease: worth attending, merl? i've already heard him sing his songs hundreds of times on tv. great tunes, but is it worth schlepping over town in the winter? yeah i've never seen a python b4 and they may all die like the dead one before returning to van, but is the show worth attending?
Dr. Headphones: does george soros like firesign? maybe he could throw a few million their way
Dexter Fong saunters off for a refill
Cease: ask him, kend
bloated-klokwkdog: i have pictures of the I-87 Northway bridge over the Mohawk R. somewhere. Of the bottom. In the middle.
Tweeny: So, you rose do you Mr. Danger?
Cease: hey, i really gotta get cubes this time, not move couches
Woody One: Ladies & Gentlemen. I must depart the Waiting Room. It's been fun. See ya next week in a brand new show. Bye.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: So send tem
Merlyn: it was fun cat, but mostly python songs & skits. He did some non-python stuff like a Beyond the Fringe skit, and the 4 yorkshiremen
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I'll post them
llanwydd: maybe he could throw 1 million MY way
bloated-klokwkdog: gotta scan 'em
Tweeny: I did it my way.
Tweeny: And then I got fat and took too many pills.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto sends Cat a tray of Ice cubes
bloated-klokwkdog: also the devil's foot road bridge locally
Tweeny: 7 Bridges Road. What a great song.
Dr. Headphones: speaking of scanners, does anyone know which one has a native file format of *.max? my mom sent me some scans i can't view. she doesn't know about jpegs or gifs
Dave: oh yeah which python is it? my mom found an article or something about it but threw it away on accidnet
llanwydd: How do you get fat on pills?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I might be able to use them
bloated-klokwkdog: if you really dig pictures of bridges, you should get some €uros. It's like Monopoly money...
Dr. Headphones: llan: sugar pills?
Dave: tweedy I like that song, great harmonies
Tweeny: Ask Elvis, when he was just small...
Tweeny: Who says the Eagles can't do bluegrass?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: *.max?
Dexter Fong: Night Woody
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Night Wood?
Cease: always look on the bright side of life
Dr. Headphones: norwegian wood
Cease: by wood
Cease: sell steel
llanwydd: Bambi has badly faded. Who's been mean to Bambi?
Tweeny: That's the Maximus encoding. You have to fight gladiators to decrypt.
bloated-klokwkdog: you might get her to give you the name of the scanner mfr., and perhaps model, Ken; that might help
Dr. Headphones: lol, tweeny
bloated-klokwkdog: by line
bloated-klokwkdog: do line
bloated-klokwkdog: get paranoid
bloated-klokwkdog: burma shave
Cease: how firesignesque
Dr. Headphones: klok: if i asked, she wouldn't know where to look. my dad constantly sends me *.lnk files that i can't do anything with since they point to HIS hard drive
bloated-klokwkdog: chew mail pouch
llanwydd: get a pair a noids
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: you forgot "do Time"
Cease: when the generals are done, it will be shaved to the ground
Cease: not even shiva can save them, the be-knighted Burmese
Dr. Headphones: now officially known as myanmar
Dexter Fong: Itsa no your Anmar, it's my Anmar
Cease: Angkor? What's the matter with you/
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: wat?
llanwydd: it's not YOUR ammy
Dexter Fong: Watt?
Tweeny: Whassa matter you? Why a duck?
Dexter Fong: Battery pPark City..If you lived here, you'd be Ohm by now
Dr. Headphones: hmmm, thanks, klok. i'll poke around there, see if there's a viewer program
Tweeny: Ohm on the range...
Dr. Headphones: ah, the nonpushed private message button
Dexter Fong: Want us to close our eyes Ken?
Tweeny: Close your eyes, and I'll kiss you... Ah, not you, sir...
bloated-klokwkdog: who is he talking to?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:38 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from Billville."
cease: i'm back
Dexter Fong: Didn't know you were gone
cease: its in your eyes, officer
Dr. Headphones: dex, i won't say anything you shouldn't know. or if i do, i'll be damned sure it's private ;)
llanwydd: hi again Cease. Thought you had ceased
cease: tried to go elsewhere and couldnt get back, as usual
Tweeny: And I'm beautiful!
Dexter Fong: Ken: Appreciate your sensitivity
Merlyn: well, I can't kill the other cease, since the only difference is letter case, so I can't select it...
Merlyn: but the reaper should work...
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Woody One - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tweeny: Nobody's gonna habta be a lsave all the time no more... We gwan take turns... And guess who's turn it is now!
Dr. Headphones: i stash my dope in the letter case
cease: i can self destruct and come back as old Cease, merl
Dexter Fong: Under "D"?
Tweeny: It's a case of the pox! Poxon...
bloated-klokwkdog: name 3
cease: Pox off! The Clapper
Merlyn: doesn't really matter
Tweeny: Chico, Harpo, Groucho.
llanwydd: If you do, come back as "proceed"
Dexter Fong: Well.. there's the Pooper and You adn ..uh..Bottles?
cease: got so as i'd drink anything
llanwydd: Who's movie is this?
Dr. Headphones: a ron howard production
Dexter Fong: Robert Altmans
Tweeny: As long as it has genuine Colorado bear whizz.
cease: welles, there's orson, and
bloated-klokwkdog: not mime -- I'm outta here!
Tweeny: Alman be praised.
cease: preston, and....
||||||||| "Hey bloated-klokwkdog!" ... bloated-klokwkdog turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:42 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Tweeny: Altman as well...
Dexter Fong: Duane Altman
||||||||| "10:42 PM? 10:42 PM!!" says Catherwood, "klokwkdog should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as klokwkdog enters and sits on the couch.
cease: by klok
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: alka seltzer?
Dexter Fong: WB Klok
Tweeny: You wanna nipponese?
klokwkdog: That's WEB Klok, to you, sir!
llanwydd: klok is back
cease: i just got back from nippon
Dr. Headphones: wb= warner brothers
Tweeny: (Brewster)
cease: and boy, are my nipples sore
klokwkdog: nice set going on KCRW music at the moment
Tweeny: Oh, don't be sore... It's just the way we were.
Tweeny: Brewster is one of trhe best car chase movies of all time.
Dexter Fong: Curious why Bambi hasn't times out
Dexter Fong: timed
Tweeny: Brewster McCloud, that is.
Dr. Headphones: bambi sold her soul to the demi-devil, he protects her
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Hey cat, you get any spiffy road snaps in Nippon?
cease: i tried to get on kcrw right now but got stopped
llanwydd: She's still here but not all there
cease: paused kcrw underwriting
Tweeny: Big Bam Boombi - the semi devil
cease: i did indeed, yammy.; did em specially for you.
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: good deal
cease: will have them emailed to you sometime between now and the day of your death, which ever comes first
Dexter Fong: Bam Bam Bigelow, the Asbury Park Devil
klokwkdog: use the MP3 feed, Cat! or the Windows Media Audio (WMA) feed if you must
Tweeny: Not in _my_ neighborhood
Dr. Headphones: cat: try not to be too specific ;)
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Send a correct spelling of yr name so you get proper redit
cease: maybe not the road signs you had in mind but i had you in mind when i took them.
klokwkdog: the Mercedes commercial can be skipped by clicking the "next track" button
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: If there's humor to it, all the better
cease: youre right, klok. no problemo, but it's fucking classical music!
klokwkdog: there are buttons for all three at kcrwmusic.com
Tweeny: Hi. We're live on location from Jack Poet Volkswagen...
cease: i'd rather listen to imminent deafness
Tweeny: Remember the numers.
Tweeny: Nummers, whatever.
cease: you never heard japanese music blared at you all day every day. thank the emperor of you possibilities for that
Tweeny: We mean dependability.
llanwydd: what's a muner
Dr. Headphones: the mercedes commercial is only 15 seconds, sit through it like a man
Dexter Fong: I'm amun to certain diseases
klokwkdog: Cat - KCRW has three feeds: simulcast, all music, and all news. each is provided in 3 formats: RealAudio, MP3 or WMA
Tweeny: Shogun is a great book. A really great book.
llanwydd: the japanese still have an emperor?
cease: billly muney invents new sexual position
Dexter Fong: SHogun..they will travel
Dr. Headphones: hirohito?
cease: wow, this is great
Tweeny: Have grin, will travel.
klokwkdog: ken - the commercial aside, I find the RealAudio from KCRW tends to freeze every 20 minutes or so, very annoying. MP3 feed is much better
cease: dharma bums
llanwydd: here's the heater
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tweeny: What system, klok?
llanwydd: no there's the heato
Dr. Headphones: hmmm, klok, i listened for a couple hours other day, never happened to me on realaudio
klokwkdog: what system? you mean, what is the frequency, kenneth?
Tweeny: Windoze, Jobsoz?
cease: so the quicktime dont work. instead of real player, can i get the vid on the bitsite in a more reliable stream?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Cat do you have my e-mail?
klokwkdog: may be local congestion then, Ken. MP3 played via winamp goes better for me though, and no commercial
cease: mabye no, yam
Dr. Headphones: anyone here see that hackman movie about the nsa? they tuned 7210 khz to call the d.c. police!
Tweeny: It's a bit better here in the holodrome...
klokwkdog: it's on a PC running Win98 here, Tweeny
cease: is that like the Custer Dome?
klokwkdog: but you can listen to MP3 stream from Linux, whatever that has a MP3 player
Dr. Headphones: yam: that reminds me, i tried emailing you something a while back, bounced. please send anything to me kendeb52 at yahoo dot com so i will have it (if you want me to have it, that is)
Dexter Fong: Custard Dome right next to the Dairy Queen
Tweeny: Win98. Wasn't that the congressional election? Run Norton and see what's up.
klokwkdog: isn't there a Canadian time service up there, Ken? right in thge middle of the 7 mhz band?
Dexter Fong: Norton's dead Yweeny
Dexter Fong: Tweeny
klokwkdog: dominion observatory canada or something like that -- very officious-sounding
Dr. Headphones: not sure, klok. that's 40 meter ham band here, but broadcast in europe
klokwkdog: ah, they are interviewing Dido and playing her music on a MBE rebroadcast
Tweeny: As is Ralph Cramden. Sounds like a disc problem.
Dr. Headphones: mght be a wwv on 7.5mhz. not sure, been too long since i've fired up sw rcvr
Merlyn: "what's your frequency of sex?" "Oh, about 1 HZ"
Tweeny: Real is pretty sensitive.
Dexter Fong: Tween: Well a big guy like gleason is bound to have back problems
klokwkdog: yeah, right at the top end of the 40 meter band is...oh, I forget their call sign. But I like the Canadian time signal better than WWV's
Dr. Headphones: ah, come on! if you're not with US you're against us!
Tweeny: Unless you are smart enough to buy an OS X Mac (insert commercial here), which blows 'em all away, or so I hear.
klokwkdog: ah! thanx google - it's "CHU", Ken
Dexter Fong: BTW Klok: Am now fully unwired
cease: sounds like a korean name
Dr. Headphones: http://inms-ienm.nrc-cnrc.gc.ca/time_services/shortwave_broadcasts_e.html
cease: Bach?
Dr. Headphones: 7335, just outside the 40 m band
Tweeny: And meanwhile, back at Rancho Malario... Any more news about NPR?
cease: A"choo!
klokwkdog: i could never receive the US time signals that well, Ken. decided the canadians are just plain better at it
klokwkdog: told u so
Dexter Fong: Just a wrong setting
klokwkdog: you have unwound yourself Dex? filial sweat cured your problem?
Dr. Headphones: most of my swl days were in florida, thus ft. collins, colorado was better than ottawa
Dexter Fong: Klok: Indeed =)))
Merlyn: Firesign has gotten frustrated by NPR since they've nixed a few shows/bits
Tweeny: Too little buffy the vampyre slayer.
klokwkdog: have you every been to Ft. Collins? You wouldn't say that!
cease: so said pa last week, merl
llanwydd: I listen to no other radio than NPR except Art Bell on weekends
cease: bummer, but in keeping with their career
klokwkdog: all those french girls; they know they have to learn english when they cross the river and try to get a job in town...
Merlyn: ma and pa firesign
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I have. I'd take ottowa
Tweeny: Don't blame 'em. It's not like they were asking to air Red Foxx or anything; jeesse
Dr. Headphones: and those moscow girls.....
klokwkdog: we almost did in 1812, but were beaten back, Yam
llanwydd: really knock me out
Dexter Fong: They really knock you out?
Dr. Headphones: never been to col. at all. i might have flown over it, but not sure, no borders visible from the plane
klokwkdog: just great big crop circles on the ground
Tweeny: Georgia on my mind. Good Nelson tune.
cease: you'll never conquer us. we may simply join you out of boredom though
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: They forgot to repaint em
llanwydd: that's from Dear Fiends
klokwkdog: gad, is this chick going to talk forever, or is she gonna sing again?
Dr. Headphones: if she's fat, then for sure it's not over until she sings
klokwkdog: name of a tribute album for what's her name's daughter
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Suitably vague for a tribute album
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Dr. Headphones: catherwood is up to 9 minutes now
klokwkdog: sandy denny. her daughter was named Georgia
Dexter Fong: This is dedicated to what's his name
klokwkdog: ah, more music
Tweeny: Sandy Denny is pretty good, as I remember.
Dexter Fong: More Sugar Blues GI?
Tweeny: I prefer Dusty.
klokwkdog: mom died, then dad died, then grew up all alone in Oz and had twins, needed $
Dexter Fong: Tweeny: She's very spunky and perky
Dr. Headphones: i'm going to call it a night (it's a night). see y'all on the flip side
Tweeny: More coffee, warden?
||||||||| "11:02 PM? 11:02 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Cease should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Cease enters and sits on the couch.
Dexter Fong: See yah Ken
||||||||| "11:03 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dr. Headphones, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
klokwkdog: bye Ken, happy T-day! nice pix of the cats & ferret
Cease: i may or mayan be back
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: later
Tweeny: Bye Ken
klokwkdog: nite Cat
Dexter Fong: You're back Cat
Dave: Fairport? great stuff
Cease: yeah good pix kend
llanwydd: b
Cease: i'm back or i so hope so
klokwkdog: oh, thought you were leaving
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: cat you get my e-mail?
klokwkdog: how can cats & ferret get along???
Tweeny: Hello, I must be leaving...
Merlyn: anyone have any good ideas for an anti-bush ad?
Cease: no, yammy and trying to read it got me kicked out of this.
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny
klokwkdog: his own words?
Tweeny: All hail Marx & Lennon
Cease: we'll contact each other later
Tweeny: What, are you going to put a sword on my shoulder?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: mr_yamamoto at msn dot com
klokwkdog: good suggestions in recent talkingpointsmemo.com posts and Thursday's NYT editorial page, Merlyn
Tweeny: MSN - most signifigant nit
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Ya think bush would be his own anti-ad
Dexter Fong: A sword on your shoulder a knife to your throat...your choice
Cease: adbusters should copywrite it
Merlyn: I'll check it out KWD, thanks
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: Just run a string of his best quotes
Tweeny: Arrr, matey. Be you the one they call The Golden Hind?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: kinky
Dexter Fong: No, but I know who that is
Cease: kinki nippon railway
klokwkdog: josh m. has a link to his article on the strategy in The Hill as i remember, that's a good argument of how to fight
Cease: when i first saw that, i thought it was hilarious
llanwydd: having trouble keeping my eyes open. They say that happens if you eat too much dark meat.
Tweeny: That one-eyed, peg-legged pork-skinned fiddler? You find him attractive?
Cease: now it's just where i catch a different train going around japan
Dexter Fong: He's in disguise
Tweeny: Mmmmmmm... dark meat..
Cease: charles laughton, grammy award from 1962, reading kerouaama
Cease: amazing
klokwkdog: cool. i'm just working thru the 1919 peace treaty terms, and Japan's insistence on keeping Shantung prov. and its railways. led to much unhappiness in years to come
Cease: st paul minnesota
klokwkdog: edna st. louis, mo
Tweeny: Lots to learn from the Japanese. Including what not to do when you run out of resources.
Dexter Fong: Ach du lieber St. Augustine Florida
Cease: sounds merlyicous
Tweeny: Shogun
llanwydd: b.c. ing u negst wok
Cease: being back in japan flashed me back into living there all the years that i did
Dexter Fong: Shogun, not have to pay cash
klokwkdog: they didn't run out of resources; they just used other peoples'. look what China is doing in Mongolia now...
Cease: the rythyms of that place, so differnt from this continent
Tweeny: Not to be torturing me!
llanwydd: nite
Merlyn: a new role-playing game "shoguns & shotguns"
klokwkdog: everything...went...quiet....
Dexter Fong: Like tiny tears, this toturor is having sufficient remorse
Tweeny: And stealths over niagra.
klokwkdog: bing! the hourly chime KWD must pumpkin now...
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: used to have my review of Japan Gives Up the Gun on the adbusters webstie. great tale
Cease: am i On?
Cease: On, On on the Range
klokwkdog: we heer u, Cat
Tweeny: Oh, Afghanistan...
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: I left for a sec
Tweeny: I right for a minute
klokwkdog: or maybe they hear you; i have to leave now. goodnight and happi thanksgiving all in the US and well, happy thanksgiving all everywhere for that matter. nxt week!!
Tweeny: But then I was wrong
Dexter Fong: Night Klok
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: night
Cease: imagine The Nose re-written with the guy's 2 ears running off instead. 2 copies of him runnning about, seducing his wife And mistress
Tweeny: Say It With Love
Cease: by klok
klokwkdog: this book on the peace treaty is just one long list of countries/peoples who got screwed
klokwkdog: later
||||||||| At 11:12 PM, klokwkdog vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Cease: trhe versaills book, klok?
Cease: ok, "IT"
Cease: i think i love you
Tweeny: Um, we makum treaty
Dexter Fong: Good work..we breakum treaty
Tweeny: Pass the Indian, please
Cease: treatys come?
Dexter Fong: Make more work for treaty makers
Cease: it's all wet!
Tweeny: Treaty workers outsourced to katmandu
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: They can't go on Welfare any more
Dexter Fong: Why not?
Cease: Cat Woman do even more
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: 5 yr limit
Dexter Fong: Cat: =)))
Dexter Fong: Cat: Are those the women who carry the big color tvs on their heads?
Dexter Fong: The Holy Trintrons?
Cease: Hole E, Hole F, Hole G...
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: those are haevy suckers
Dave: women with large TVs? odd picture, pardon the pun
Tweeny: By the Will Of Bill...
Dexter Fong: Bill's Vill?
Tweeny: Billville, Billville the town that Nature forgot to hate...
Dexter Fong: That's the place
Tweeny: The things that matter to me and you...
Dexter Fong: LOL
||||||||| 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 dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: by il keep well
Dave: so having nothing to do Dave decides that he doesn't want to collect garbage like he's supposed to
Cease: what would you like to do, dave?
Dexter Fong: Well, guess I'll toddle off, see y'all next week
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: good plan
Cease: by dex
Dave: anything but that Cat lol
Tweeny: Under the desk in the Oval Ofice? Isn't that what we're getting now?
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: buy! dex!
Cease: sell tex
Merlyn: bye dex
Tweeny: to America, and all it stands for... nite all
Merlyn: nytol
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto: y
||||||||| Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto exits at 11:24 PM.
Dave: oh yeah, see I hereby declair my realization of the Thanksgiving holiday, that is, in simple elementary terms, it is another excuse for us fat americans to get even fatter
Merlyn: it's anti-turkey
Merlyn: but why are so many in office?
Cease: and fat everyone else
Cease: not long ago, and not manyt places today the idea of obesity as being a health threat was incomprehensible
Cease: most people starved, and we're being asked to feel guilty cuz only some do now
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: we dwindle
Cease: the last of us will give up the ghost and phil proctor will suddenly appear
Merlyn: I'm dwindling my thumbs
Merlyn: and only catherwood will know
Cease: you think the anshall thing will happen, merl?
Merlyn: I think it's pretty likely; as far as I can tell, anshell really wants them, they'd be a big name to help push the new network
Cease: the lads went thru a long hiatus before, but this time they may not survice such a stretch
Cease: that is fantastic news
Merlyn: phil mentioned last week some appearance in 2005...lemme check
Merlyn: he told you, in fact: Phil Austin: cease: dickering with the new liberal radio network. I just accepted a live performance for us at the Cerritos Perfoming Arts Center in so. cal. for feb of 2005
Cease: yeah, that's why he shows up here, bergman and ossman too
Cease: to get out the word to whoever cares enough to show up here
Cease: they are becomming more and more of a local act, far from what one would expect after their pbs show
Merlyn: well, this is only a small bit; the newsgroup seems to have a lot of lurkers (like marvin minsky), and the web site gets about 500 people every day, about half of them new, I think
Cease: they can always get signigs or radio gigs in la or seattle
Cease: that's great, merl
Cease: as long as they get enough feedback from some of their fans to consider it worth their while to keep doing stuff together, eh?
Merlyn: I always see a lot of people coming to the web site via google, searching for "firesign theater" or whatever, so that probably means they're new visitors
Merlyn: well, feedback in the form of money so they don't have to do other things instead, too
Cease: do think that's likely, merl?
Cease: they never have in the few years i've known them
Merlyn: I think ossman left in the 1980s mostly because they just couldn't generate enough income
Cease: proc said enug money for child like adults, but not enuf for adults with kids
Merlyn: and I've heard bergman say on two different occassions that he has to consider firesign a hobby, not a career
Cease: but proc succesfully made transition into a profitable career, the others have occasionally entered but never as a career, as it appears to me
Merlyn: yep, and DO and PB have kids going to college in a few years' time
Cease: yes, perhaps it was always so, from the beginning, merl
Cease: do has grandkids going to college, merl
Merlyn: yeah, proc has done the best, but I think it's squandering his talent to have a member of FT doing background voices in disney films
||||||||| shoes for the dead waltzes in at 11:41 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Merlyn: waltzing shoes
shoes for the dead: hi i'm joe beets
Cease: yes, but it allows him to do, whatever he wants to do. unlike folks without that guaranteed income
Cease: hi shoes. what are your blues/
Cease: no, kerouac's joe beats
Merlyn: right, that's why making FT more commercially viable will help keep more firesign being done
Cease: another bowl of borchst, please, grandma
Cease: you think so, merl? all the best to you, and them
Merlyn: I would think so; if one of them just has to do something else full time to make enough money, firesign gets frozen out
shoes for the dead: wow this room is slow on my connect
Cease: when i met oss and at sam's wedding a couple of years ago, at the time the tv show came out, he said it was their last chance to reach a profitble public
Merlyn: what kind of feed do you have?
Cease: ok, so he failed,
Cease: ut why shouold thatr dismay a poet?
shoes for the dead: it's dialup
Merlyn: only if he wants to eat...
shoes for the dead: billville stuff
Cease: billville is stuffed/ a common occurance this day
Merlyn: shoes, you can set the refresh rate & the number of lines of text shown
shoes for the dead: okie tokie,merlyn
Dave: hey guys, remember that garbage, it's now collected, I was yelled at enough to do it, ah well, what'd I miss?
Merlyn: everyone left
shoes for the dead: you said it, righty
Merlyn: hey shoes, did you see the XM clip with "right" "you said it, lefty"?
shoes for the dead: yuppers
Merlyn: I forget which one it was
Merlyn: the shoes one?
shoes for the dead: eykiw
Merlyn: I was just looking at the start of that clip an hour ago
Dave: you know, I've never finished listening to the Shakespeare album, honestly it's been a long time since I put in an FST disc
Cease: ok, i just got back from dinner
Cease: i'mnot alone?
Merlyn: since you're young, you might not have absorbed enough shakespeare to follow it well
shoes for the dead: just don't clone
Dave: ah I get a lot of it really
Merlyn: I didn't like shakespeare when I was young, I don't think I would appreciate AYWT back then
Cease: i probly listened to the first four albums a thousand times each
Merlyn: I still don't much care for shakespeare, but at least I know enough about it
Cease: the shakes pear stuff i heard when they were evolving it on their radio shows
Cease: didnt dig it then, and it never changed
Dave: well we just finished Hamlet and I liked it, I've got all of his sonnets, I like him in short,
Cease: yeah, shakes is good for the brain, no doubt
Cease: the rythyms and "images"
Merlyn: hey dave, let me know if the new firesigntheatre.com front page works OK for you; it's new
Cease: its sort of where our language came from, and could go if it so chose
shoes for the dead: hamlet in shorts??
Dave: uh hold on, I'll check it out
Cease: and quartz?
Merlyn: ok
shoes for the dead: creamy!!
Cease: shoes for the spread
Cease: oink oink
Dave: yeah Brian, as long s you keep that non-flash menu link, I should be fine
shoes for the dead: no, i'm eati'n groat clusters today
Merlyn: ok dave, just wanted a real-world test, thanks. Have you looked at an album with it?
Dave: nope
Merlyn: Could you tell how to get to specific albums?
Dave: but this refresh after I send the message works great
Cease: got any no peyote?
Merlyn: with the non-flash menu?
Merlyn: good
Dave: uh, I didn't look and had to close it
Merlyn: ok; the old album page is still there, so that should work if nothing else
shoes for the dead: just laughing cow cheese,cease
||||||||| 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..
Cease: ever see the french tv commercial for that cheese?
Dave: well guys, I think I'm gonna go
Merlyn: ok dave, things have been winding down for a while
Cease: i saw it on carson 40 years or so again dancing cows. funniest thing i;ve ever seen
Dave: I'm gonna either go look at the site or go listen to an album
shoes for the dead: hehehe
Merlyn: haven't seen it
Cease: off you go, dave
Dave: bye guys
||||||||| At 12:02 AM, Dave vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Cease: a predictive mystery
Merlyn: time to go soon, too
Cease: off we vanish
Cease: or north vanish
shoes for the dead: yuppers into time warp too
Cease: sahll we deduce that pa nor any other firemember will join us tonight?
shoes for the dead: bye
Merlyn: don't know what bambi's doing...
Merlyn: true, cat, it's thanxgiving
Cease: she aint, most likely
Merlyn: byeeee
||||||||| Merlyn rushes off, saying "12:05 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Cease: had an idea of a short flick based on "shoes for the dead" in kamagaya, the little town we lived in long ago, when isaw a store there caled "bon" shoes
Cease: on means the dead. they deserve shoes
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 12:42 AM -- Bambi left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| 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:
Bambi
bloated-klokwkdog
Cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
Elayne
klokwkdog
llanwydd
Merlyn
Pilgrim Feet Yamamoto
shoes for the dead
STAFF ANNOUNCER
Tweeny
Woody One
URL References:
http://inms-ienm.nrc-cnrc.gc.ca/time_services/shortwave_broadcasts_e.html
http://webpages.charter.net/kendeb52/misc/misc.html
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/logs/Monday.html
www.kcuvradio.com
http://www.new-year.co.uk/chinese/calendar.htm



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