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 January 08, 2004 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Surrealstorian into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:03 PM, then departs.
Surrealstorian: In 1948, Tirebiter proposed Bottles Takes A Bath for his next feature and Lillie blew up for the last time. The divorce which followed precluded a release in that year. By 1949, Divorce Harvest showed some of Tirebiter's anguish, and is considered the best of the serialized "Peorgie" films.
||||||||| Surrealstorian rushes off, saying "8:04 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:08 PM and Bone-E-Boi steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Bone-E-Boi: http://www.aec.at/en/global/news.asp?iNewsID=472
Bone-E-Boi: You could pick the Interactive Art category, or Net Vision, or Computer Animation/ Visual Arts... but I recommend the new Digital Communities category for FST.com . . . .
Bone-E-Boi: A comment that I posted to Elayne Riggs blog sums up my thoughts on the matter.
Bone-E-Boi: Style, design, and computer-based art? The winner has got to be the Firesign Theatre's website, which (as you know) hosts Thursday Firesign Chat. The online interaction of the Firesign fanatic community and the comedy troupe has got to be one of the most unusual in cyberspace. The fans have permeated deeply into the official website.
Bone-E-Boi: If you want to discuss possible entry into Prix Ars Electronica 2004, I'll be here. On hold.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Merlyn LeRoy in through the front door at 9:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:00 PM, dragging Stew Meet Yämamøto by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Ha
Stew Meet Yämamøto: and oi
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 08, 2004 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Good god HE"S ON TIME!
Merlyn LeRoy: hello
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Must be REALLY HOOD drugs this week
Stew Meet Yämamøto: or not
Merlyn LeRoy: really hood
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Rush quality, It's pharmaceutical
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Got a new stereo
Merlyn LeRoy: a new stereo type? Like slovakians being MP3 fiends?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Ya
Stew Meet Yämamøto: It does MP3's on CD
||||||||| Catherwood ushers cease into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:05 PM, then departs.
Stew Meet Yämamøto: It's all UFO looking
cease: reasons for invasion of iraq: ufos seem to love the place
Stew Meet Yämamøto: aha
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:06 PM and Dexter Fong steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cease: i'm watching david kay on nbc news
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Join the Gathering Throng
Merlyn LeRoy: UFO WMD?
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Friends
cease: as we stop here on Dutch Shultz Street
Stew Meet Yämamøto: I'm listening to "Performance Today"
Merlyn LeRoy: unidentified weapons of mass flying destruction
Stew Meet Yämamøto: They find those yet?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Anywho it's all UFO looking, but the radio is good
cease: or is that Bruno Shultz on Crocodile street?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Speaking of which, I may return to the airwaves
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'llanwydd', just granted probation at 9:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: Hiya Ilan
llanwydd: howdy
cease: really, yamy?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Y
cease: llan
Merlyn LeRoy: ¥?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: I won't get any $ for it
cease: in ny or kansas?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: not unless I attract sponsors
Dexter Fong: Radio's a heartbreak Yam
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Y
Merlyn LeRoy: no $ but maybe ¥
cease: yen is good
Stew Meet Yämamøto: I have a yen for yen
cease: getting better as dollar plunges
Merlyn LeRoy: I have no sense for cents
Stew Meet Yämamøto: NO, the economy is getting better, REALLY!
Merlyn LeRoy: wait, doesn't that mean the yen is senseless?
llanwydd: that reminds me. did anybody see the Yahoo headline, "Steve Irwin Feeds Crocodile With Baby"? Turned out not to be as bad as it sounded.
Merlyn LeRoy: the buck stops in tokyo
cease: like the dad in the rod stewart song, with a lot more dollars than sense
cease: everything stops in tokyo
Merlyn LeRoy: here's another headline: "Yankees may need whiff of Colon" >http://www.usatoday.com/sports/baseball/2003-11-29-colon-yankees_x.htm
cease: to the moon, a lice
Stew Meet Yämamøto: I haerd about that croc deal, what a crock
Merlyn LeRoy: when I nod my head, you hit it with the hammer
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Meryl: Eww.
llanwydd: I swear that's how it read
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Smells bad to me
||||||||| 9:14 PM: Dr. Headphones jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
cease: hey kend
Dexter Fong: Hey WB Kend^
Dr. Headphones: do i smell bad? i approach and read that, makes me wonder :)
llanwydd: hey doc
Dr. Headphones: howdy, dear friends, it's good to be alive.....
cease: as opposed to...
Stew Meet Yämamøto: oi kend^
Dexter Fong: Ken: How's your father?
Dr. Headphones: dex: that's the only bad thing about the trip. about 2 yrs to go. it's quite possible i will soon pack up and leave here for there just to be closer
Stew Meet Yämamøto: I didn't even know
Dexter Fong: 2 Years...? That's kind of a loose call isn't it?
Dr. Headphones: if you know anything about COPD, he's in stage 2 of 3. doctor says in about 6 months he will be on oxygen 24/7 and from that point, the average is 18 months
Dexter Fong: COPD?
Dr. Headphones: chronic obstructive pulmonary disease
Stew Meet Yämamøto: yeah
Stew Meet Yämamøto: I know that well
Merlyn LeRoy: sorry to hear that
Dexter Fong: Ah...my father had emphesema
cease: bummer
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Dr. Headphones: he tells me that at some point he will be just too weak to breathe and that will be it. but, enough bad stuff, talk about something good before i cry and short out my keyboard....
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Don't bank to heavily on that average, ken, I have oxygen patients I've known for 5 yrs
Dexter Fong: Hell, I've been on Oxygen all my life
Dr. Headphones: yam: in any event, there's a lot of life left for me and him to share and i don't want to do it by email and telephone
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Yeah, I get you there
cease: good for you, kend
Dexter Fong: What part of Fla Ken?
Dr. Headphones: family lives in brooksville, about 1 hr north of tampa by car
llanwydd: b. something about canoga id gua...
Dr. Headphones: i have friends from the panhandle to miami also
Dexter Fong: Hm...Not so close to Ft Lauderdale
Dr. Headphones: well, dex, that's not *really* part of florida, you know. it's a suburb of miami. 'nuff said
Dexter Fong: Lauderdalians do *not* think of it that way
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Miami=Havana North or NY South
llanwydd: I've been in Brooksville. You know PJs Quick Stop?
Dr. Headphones: well, people north and/or west of there do :) and they aren't afraid to share that opinion either
Dr. Headphones: llan: so much has changed since i last lived there 16 years ago. if you tell me where it is, i might know it
llanwydd: The road had a first and last name. A very winding, hilly road
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bunnyboy in through the front door at 9:24 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
cease: hi bun
Dexter Fong: Hi BB
Dr. Headphones: should anyone be interested in viewing pics of my vacation (the family/home town part) go to http://webpages.charter.net/kendeb52/floridapics/Florida_Pics.html
Bunnyboy: vas ist los?
Stew Meet Yämamøto: oi
Dr. Headphones: hey bun
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Achtung!
Dexter Fong: Und Action!
Dr. Headphones: mondon hill road? spring hill road? buck hope road? there are many more.
llanwydd: It was near the Eckard reformatory camp
Stew Meet Yämamøto: The Long and Winding Road?
Dr. Headphones: ah, i worked there once.
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Is that where they reform the drugstore clerks?
cease: how many beatles refs does it take to make a firesign album/
Bunnyboy: Finally saw THE PIANIST about a week ago. Wow!
Dexter Fong: 9
Dr. Headphones: eckerd foundation has camp where kids who don't fit in go to hang out with each other and swap crime stories
llanwydd: no just kids who's parents want them out of the house
Dexter Fong: Permanently
llanwydd: I applied for work there but they had a full staff
Dr. Headphones: i was "with" (biblical sense) an alumna of that place once. not a real pleasant experience
Dexter Fong: Oooh! Tell us more Ken
Dr. Headphones: i worked in the office, accounting, for a few months. decided that place was not my future
Dr. Headphones: well, dex, have you ever had a woman say to you "just go ahead and get it over"? does wonders for the ego
llanwydd: Brooksville is very pleasant, though
Dexter Fong: Perhaps an invitation to prolong the experience
Dr. Headphones: it used to be a nice town, grown way too much for my tastes. but the family is still there, so the attraction is also
Dr. Headphones: dex: combine that with a mental picture of a dead person just lying there. as i said, not pleasant
Dr. Headphones: i could have done it by myself and liked it more.
Dexter Fong: Well Ken, at least you got laid
Stew Meet Yämamøto: If you call that laying
Stew Meet Yämamøto: Rather like wet mastrubation
Dr. Headphones: yeah, the only plus of the entire experience. she liked the appetizers a lot more than the main course
Dexter Fong: Yam: What else you gonna call it
Bunnyboy: We need the eggs
Bunnyboy: brb
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves to catch the 9:30 PM train to Hellmouth.
Merlyn LeRoy: sgeg = scrambled eggs
Dr. Headphones: speaking of eggs, llan, ever been to first town south of brooksville? masaryktown, chicken capital of florida at one time
Dexter Fong: Thank you Merlyn
Stew Meet Yämamøto: They're in everybody's yeggs
llanwydd: It was in 1986. I only remember Tampa and Weeki Watchee
Dexter Fong: The Mermaids
Merlyn LeRoy: I just said something to make my name black again
llanwydd: I know a lot more on the east coast
Dr. Headphones: that's just shortly before i left the area. w.w. is still there. i tried to learn to swim there several times, failed miserably.
cease: had it changed colour?
llanwydd: where do you live now, doc?
Dr. Headphones: tampa has grown too much, stretches out in every non-water direction about 15 miles more than it used to
Dr. Headphones: michigan, where there is snow on the ground. in fla. i was out every morning before breakfast in only my shorts (they're in everybody's shorts!)
cease: hey we still have snow on the ground. and that almost never happens
llanwydd: I love Florida
cease: it'll all be rained away soon
Dexter Fong: Me too
Dr. Headphones: i can take the heat better than the cold with my advancing age
cease: i was there 50 years ago. don't recall much
llanwydd: I'm probably going down there in a few weeks to see my parents in Daytona
Dr. Headphones: cat: you would NOT recognize almost every portion of the state now
cease: that was true of my trip to japan, kend
cease: and was only 15 years
Dr. Headphones: llan: i went for a day to see friends near there, in deland. or, just outside there, on the edge of the national forest
llanwydd: deland is not far from dewater
cease: you still got national forests? i thought bush sold them all off
Dr. Headphones: lol! yeah, it usually works that way :)
Dexter Fong: deplane deplane it's landing on deland
cease: you put de lime in de coconut
||||||||| Catherwood leads Gov't Tweeny inside, makes a note of the time (9:37 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dr. Headphones: cat: they are an endangered species in our fair country
Dexter Fong: de light full
Dr. Headphones: hi tweeny
Dexter Fong: Tweeny...I thought you retired
Merlyn LeRoy: at least it isn't schwarzeneggar
llanwydd: you well inflated tonight, Tweeny
Dexter Fong: A Gevernment Schwarzeneggar?
cease: hi tween
Dr. Headphones: you're either with us or you're against us....
Dexter Fong: Right on
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Spoor close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:40 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
llanwydd: catherwood's right on tonight! In my time zone, anyway
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Gov't Tweeny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dr. Headphones: that could almost be a firesign line, but dubya got there first :(
Dr. Headphones: hey spoor
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:40 PM and Gov't Tweeny steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cease: that was quick
cease: hi spoor
Spoor: Howdy, all
llanwydd: tweeny got deflated
Gov't Tweeny: Happy New Ear!
Dexter Fong: Damn, Tweeny set a new record for betting reaped
cease: how f, how g
Dr. Headphones: hey, pass the grapes around. all i've got is these oranges i picked myself :)
Spoor: Hey cease
Dexter Fong: getting
Gov't Tweeny: iCab crashed....
Dr. Headphones: dex: at least we don't have the grim raper
Merlyn LeRoy: at least it was just a virtual cab...
Gov't Tweeny: Or the Bushwacker
Dr. Headphones: did someone call me a cab?
Dexter Fong: Ken: Indeed, always want a Happy raper
Gov't Tweeny: Waiter?
Dexter Fong: Wait here
Gov't Tweeny: Cabbie?
Dexter Fong: Cab here
Gov't Tweeny: Calloway?
Dr. Headphones: no. wait there
cease: this lid's for you, mr. calloway
Spoor: Now wait over there!
Dexter Fong: Hold it right there!
Gov't Tweeny: The yanks are coming...
Dr. Headphones: hold it tighter
llanwydd: oui, m'seer?
Dr. Headphones: wee wee wee (all the way home)
Dexter Fong: It's not wee, It's cold outside
Merlyn LeRoy: we, miss you?
Gov't Tweeny: Oh, my white brother...
Spoor: Somebody let the air out of Tweeny and fold him up neat
Dr. Headphones: i'm more of a very pale brown/pink shade myself
Gov't Tweeny: Solid coffee?! You're grounded!
Dexter Fong: Mocha Madder?
Merlyn LeRoy: next week, the urology department is performing The Princess and the Pea. Remember, if you're in the first three rows, you will get wet.
Dr. Headphones: merl: sounds like that idiot with the sledge-o-matic to me
llanwydd: retirement! what a dear word!
cease: ersatz brothers coffee, the Real one
Gov't Tweeny: Wet Willie, Papoon's choice for VP.
Spoor: Tirebiter's out?
Dexter Fong: The Princess and the Pea is sponsored by Unconscious Village
cease: out of jail?
Gov't Tweeny: Amazing How Time Flys stands the test of time.
Dr. Headphones: pat robertson says god has blessed dubya, he will win, so papoon/willie don't stand a chance
llanwydd: what party is Papoon with this time?
Dr. Headphones: birthday party
Dexter Fong: God Ken, you really have been in florida
Gov't Tweeny: Remember, God Blessed Texas with His own hand.
Dr. Headphones: dex: what finally made you believe me?
Gov't Tweeny: And Lincoln died in Washington, D.C.
llanwydd: In what way has God blessed dumbya?
Spoor: Only in the true surreal election and Not Insane, like dubya..
Dr. Headphones: llan: i'm not sure myself, but that makes me want to distance myself from that god
Dexter Fong: Well, I must needs relocate my car before a city agency does it for me, back when I'm back
Gov't Tweeny: Dennis the Menice, of course. Willie, Bonnie and others held a fund raiser here last weekend.
Dr. Headphones: free parking for dex!
Dr. Headphones: dennis was in tampa while i was close. didn't go see him
Gov't Tweeny: On the Antelope Freeway.
Spoor: Dex: Yur car is screaming, "Move Me!"
llanwydd: Just because damya hasn't been impeached yet?
Merlyn LeRoy: "Dennis the Phantom Menace" - That boy's going to grow up to be no good!
Gov't Tweeny: Eat an Impeach. Wasn't that a old album?
Spoor: Just pelt'em with the pits
llanwydd: yeah, by the Almond Bros
cease: i went to school with dennis the menace
Spoor: JAy North?
Gov't Tweeny: Ah yes, I remember. Donnie and Daisey Almond.
cease: yeah. he was in some of my early plays, early 60s
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Stew Meet Yämamøto - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Spoor: LAter Yam
llanwydd: Jay North has been very embittered over his treatment as a child actor
cease: really?
Dr. Headphones: if my hair looked like that, i'd be bitter also
cease: he seemed happy enough when i knew him
Gov't Tweeny: North to Alaska! The rush is on...
Spoor: After growing up, noboby wanted him as a child star
llanwydd: he says he was always bullied on the set
Gov't Tweeny: Forget about stardom kid. Get a leif.
Dr. Headphones: someone mentioned ersatz bros. coffee. is that available by mail order since my store doesn't carry it?
Merlyn LeRoy: only the fake ersazt bros. coffee
llanwydd: you have to admit he was never able to look like the cartoon
cease: no that's Ubiq brothers coffee
Dr. Headphones: i want the real stuff! no fake ersatz for me
Gov't Tweeny: Kartoom. Next stop on the Powell xpress.
Spoor: Ersatz with the imitation Spanish Fly..?
cease: fake ersatz. what a concept
Dr. Headphones: faux ersatz and sons: furriers to the stars
Dr. Headphones: fauxy lady!
Merlyn LeRoy: I always wanted to write a story about someone who collects movie memorabilia, and he wants the falcon from The Maltese Falcon, and he ends up with one covered with jewels so it's not the movie prop.
cease: muldaur, your oasis awaits
llanwydd: what's the colon doing in Kartoom?
cease: what kept you from doing so, merl?
Dr. Headphones: no, it's not midnight yet
Merlyn LeRoy: eh, it's a one-joke bit
cease: the limbo,
Dr. Headphones: where the semicolon goes, the colon follows
llanwydd: send yo Camel to beth
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dave close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Spoor: Merl: You could weave a lot of 'other' ideas and end up with the falcon at the end of the story..?
Gov't Tweeny: Emerso, Lake and who?
llanwydd: hey Dave!
Dave is doing math homework and thinks geometry in braille is hell
Dr. Headphones: yo dave!
Gov't Tweeny: Emerson, that is. Black gold...
Spoor: Dave's Here!
Dr. Headphones: geometry in braille doesn't sound very fun to me either
Merlyn LeRoy: lots of people think geometry out of braille is hell also
Gov't Tweeny: I hear they have dot-matrix type pads that can do graphics.
llanwydd: Do you have "Horowitz Plays Emerson"?
Dr. Headphones: i never liked geometry much. no numbers, only ideas. i like numbers (roll a bomber and leave it on the end table)
Merlyn LeRoy: for the geometry OF hell, see hieronymus bosch
Dr. Headphones: or salvador dali
Gov't Tweeny: Mr. Stones will see you now...
Spoor: Definitely a mental-spacial sense of thinking with geometry
cease: hey dave
llanwydd: now you're off on a tangent
Dave: so if I'm not saying much, it's cause I'm doing this at the same time, but I didn't want to miss out on the fun, course if I'm not reading then...
cease: lake and palmer too?
cease: fun?
Gov't Tweeny: I ate at a Salvador deli the other day. Terrible food.
cease: did it run away from you?
Gov't Tweeny: Welcome to Fun Fun town
llanwydd: Horowitz doesn't play drums
cease: death squad to go, hold the ketchup
Dr. Headphones: i know trigonometry is of the devil because of all the sin in it
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Gov't Tweeny: Darned hard to keep the sandwich closed with the thing squirming around
llanwydd: it is absolved by cosin
Dr. Headphones: religion has archangels, trig has arctangents
cease: the sound of one universe clapping
Gov't Tweeny: Remember the words of chairman Hawkings, "Keep Talking"
Dr. Headphones: stephen hawking is 62 today. happy birthday, steve!
cease: or maybe, crapping
llanwydd: I'd hate to hear the whole universe clapping
Gov't Tweeny: sorry about the (sp), steven
Dr. Headphones: penicillin could cure it
Spoor: Universal Clap, everybody has it..?
cease: the brane, in string theory, is one universe touching another, literlaly clapping, thus the big bang
llanwydd: Steve think we will all understand the entire universe someday
Gov't Tweeny: As Lewis Black would say, if you want to visit LA, why do't you just put a sharpened pencil in your eye.
cease: just watched that show the other day
Dr. Headphones: cat: the elegant universe? great one, i snagged it to hard drive so i can watch again later
llanwydd: have you read, or looked at, "The Universe in a Nutshell"?
cease: must be a pretty big nut
Merlyn LeRoy: B-E-B hasn't been active since he logged in an hour early
Gov't Tweeny: Nope, but I'd like to. Have to put it on the list.
cease: is he still here?
Dr. Headphones: have read reviews. soudns good to me
llanwydd: you just explained the brane better than I have ever read, cease
Gov't Tweeny: Dar Matter - the universe is filled with starmen
cease: its called TV, llan
llanwydd: got to get TV sometime
cease: ive actually read a great deal on the subject, but tv sticks in your brain better if well done
Dave: ok, done with homework, the hell has lifted, hasn't frozen over, but it's temporarily gone, until I go back to school tomorrow
Merlyn LeRoy: it's like radio with .jpgs!
Gov't Tweeny: Got to get a copy of TV sometime.
Dr. Headphones: llan: buy an old one, they don't watch you when they are turned off like the new ones do ;)
llanwydd: yes it does
cease: eggs, act ly
Dr. Headphones: merl: best explanation i've heard yet
Gov't Tweeny: Speaking of CDs & such, does any listen to NBOX comedy?
cease: what am that?
Merlyn LeRoy: what izzit?
Gov't Tweeny: Got them to play Polar Pro. Hope they play more.
llanwydd: I have a TV. I'm using it right now. But unfortunately it only does webtv
Dr. Headphones: i played polar pro once. lost 6-5
Dave: brb
cease: hope and crosby? 2 dudes who played a lot of gold
cease: golf
||||||||| Dave runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dave?! It's 10:09 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
cease: whatever
||||||||| Bubba's Brain sneaks in around 10:09 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Merlyn LeRoy: and had a lot, too
Spoor: Hey Brain
Dr. Headphones: hey bub
cease: hi bub
Gov't Tweeny: Sattelite earpieces. The wave of the future.
Bubba's Brain: Hey Hey Hey, its....
llanwydd: howdy bub
Merlyn LeRoy: but you have to tilt one side of your head towards the sky
cease: i had a satelite shaped radio in maybe 58 or 59
Gov't Tweeny: Cock your head?
cease: it only got one station, as i recall
Dr. Headphones: get head for your cock?
Merlyn LeRoy: going on half-cocked
cease: that sounds painful
Dexter Fong: Relocated
Gov't Tweeny: I don't mind payne as long as it's bill on keys.
Dr. Headphones: when i hear the phrase "half cocked" i always wonder if it's horizontal or vertical
Bubba's Brain: half a cock is better than....
Bubba's Brain: 45 degrees
Dexter Fong: A dangling participant
cease: coming, mother
Bubba's Brain: a dangling party-cicle
Dexter Fong: He's so good with the servants
Gov't Tweeny: Demopubs. The party of the effluent.
Dr. Headphones: i have seen pics of men who have pierced themselves and/or had tattoos "there". i'm not even going to consider it myself.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:13 PM, dragging icy-klokwkdog by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease: i thought the servants all vanished
Dr. Headphones: hey klok
Dexter Fong: I see KWD
Spoor: Hey, IceDog
Merlyn LeRoy: followed by icy-london and icy-france
Gov't Tweeny: Hey K...
cease: no, icy's sleeping next to my chair. and he cant type
icy-klokwkdog: hello folx
Dr. Headphones: no, the servants vanquished. war of 1812 (the sequel)
cease: no, lice woke him up
cease: hi klok
Dexter Fong: Serfs up!!
icy-klokwkdog: i never even saw the original
Gov't Tweeny: No _true_ mississippi cowhard...
icy-klokwkdog: cat - kwd cain't type no gud tonight either
Dexter Fong: Klok: You *are* the original
icy-klokwkdog: it's freakin' COLD here
cease: I see Icy's underpants
Dr. Headphones: cat: that was when you canucks and us mixed it up a little bit
llanwydd: saw the original what?
Dexter Fong: And there was nothing but indians
Dr. Headphones: klok: warmed up here, you will get it tomorrow. up to 25 now, was 2 a couple nights ago
icy-klokwkdog: sorry Ash, I've been accused of violating the Digital Millenium Copyright Act on myself
cease: no heating, klok?
icy-klokwkdog: no summer, Cat
Dr. Headphones: you're copyrighted? i could have sworn you were ambidextrous
Spoor: The Tide is out on the Heat Wave...
icy-klokwkdog: well, they said "single digits" here, but if that's what's on the way, they're cheating IMO; need to add a minus sign to get us in the mood
llanwydd: I'm copylefted
icy-klokwkdog: actually, Ken, I'm copylefted, but SCO is appealing that'
cease: you aint got no friends on your
Dr. Headphones: ah, a penguin?
Dexter Fong: Single digit? I seen a few of those from motorists I've passed
cease: coldest weather in vancouver in a long time
Merlyn LeRoy: I'm opposed to thumbs
cease: so are most primates, merl
Dr. Headphones: i have a black spot on my thumbnail where cat bit me
Dexter Fong: I'll give that a thumbs up, Merl
Gov't Tweeny: Been to B.C. (albeit the 60's) Really pretty.
cease: ah, an Emperor penguin
Dr. Headphones: try A.D. sometime. it's pretty too
llanwydd: I've never been west of San Antonio
Gov't Tweeny: To the batcave!
llanwydd: I could forget the Alamo
cease: maybe less so now, but still ridiculously beautiful place
Bubba's Brain: Oh no! Domina
Gov't Tweeny: They should spur you on...
icy-klokwkdog: now, now, none of that "we came in with Bush and we rools" stuff. use the secular terminology: BCE
Dexter Fong: Cast an a Spur shun
Dexter Fong: Big Cocksucking Ego?
Gov't Tweeny: Fly fishing in the reflecting pool
Dr. Headphones: i plan to die with my spurs on. but wait, i don't own any!
cease: shun those spurs. back them bares
Dr. Headphones: lions and tigers and bares, oh my
Dexter Fong: Get a little person drunk
Bubba's Brain: What about boots, H?
cease: then you can't die, kend
icy-klokwkdog: before current era -- beats the bejazus out of BC
Dr. Headphones: don't own any boots. i'm a proletariat in this incarnation
cease: no, the weather did that. we're not used to weather
Gov't Tweeny: He died with his Zane Grays on
Dexter Fong: Klok: Before current era = Before Electricity?
Dr. Headphones: weather i'm right...or weather i'm wrong...
Bubba's Brain: Spurs but no boots, sounds like a case of tetnous.
icy-klokwkdog: ken, it's after 10PM. all those...syllables...my poor head...
||||||||| 10:21 PM: Woody One jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
cease: they shut the hill next to our house. too steep and treacherous for cars. only kids on sleds
Dr. Headphones: hi woody
icy-klokwkdog: no Dex, before the guy that we don't want to talk about, etc.
cease: hi wood
Dr. Headphones: klok: use phonics (fon icks)
Dexter Fong: Hi Woodrow
llanwydd: I honestly don't know why I should be held to BCE and CE. Is it politically correct?
cease: roe roe roe your boat
Woody One: Herro folks!
||||||||| 10:22 PM: Dave jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dexter Fong: E.T. fon Ickes
Dr. Headphones: yeah, llan, for those of the non-christian persuasion
Gov't Tweeny: Hooked on Woodie Herman (see In The Digital Mood)
Dave: back, I'm sure I wasn't missed
icy-klokwkdog: it's non-religious, Ilan, i think is the point. it's scientist-talk
Dr. Headphones: wb, dave
llanwydd: hey woody
Dexter Fong: Hi Dave
Merlyn LeRoy: one million years OBE
Woody One: Hey Il.
Gov't Tweeny: Eat a Peach
Dexter Fong: Tween: Woody Herman? Wierdly cool =)
Woody One: Dave, Merl & all.
cease: almonds?
Gov't Tweeny: One of the 5 basic food groups: rock, comedy, etc.
Dr. Headphones: been injured in an auto accident? call dave, merl, and all. attorneys at law
Spoor: Hey woody
Woody One: Tween a wood & a hard place.
llanwydd: If I use feet and inches I can use BC and AD
icy-klokwkdog: speaking of scientist-talk, I'm sure everyone is listening to the noon (EST) JPL briefing on the Mars Rover every day, simulcast on CSPAN and on-demand from their Vidjer archives
Bubba's Brain: Have you been injured in an auto accident? Would you like to be?
Gov't Tweeny: Have you got stinkfoot from an unlicensed practitioner?
Woody One: Playing the guitar some tonight & watching The Stand.
Merlyn LeRoy: I just look at the pichurs
Dr. Headphones: klok: i watch the pics on the news when they are on. saw a few on APOD that were nice
icy-klokwkdog: they go to...Mars...in the middle of a sandstorm...and are shocked, shocked that they got sand in one of the motor gears...
Gov't Tweeny: Ben Pinchur. The new NRA movie.
Dexter Fong: I say they're really in Death Valley and it's a hoax
Woody One: That's funny Bubba.
llanwydd: I read "The Stand" so I won't bother seeing it
Dave: wish I could see those
Dr. Headphones: llan: how many years did that take you? :)
icy-klokwkdog: Dex, we're all supposed to go along with it, else the black limosines come and take us away. Remember? It'd be like that Kate Bush video...
Woody One: I'm reading it too. Movie's not bad.
llanwydd: yeah, Death Valley is completely orange
Gov't Tweeny: South Austin - home of the billion bubba march.
cease: not so much something to see, dave, as the idea that we can send a camera so far away to take pix
llanwydd: About 2 months
Dexter Fong: Klok: All the black limos around here are operated by Israeli's who wanna take you to the airport for a small fortune
cease: so governor/doctor dean is a republican plot?
Gov't Tweeny: Ah, Olympics...
cease: its almost manchurian candidatian
Dr. Headphones: how do you make a small fortune in the limo business? start with a large fortune!
Bubba's Brain: A billion Bubbas. One Brain.
cease: good one, kend
llanwydd: I read "War and Peace" in one month. Did about 50 pages a day
Dexter Fong: I'd prefer The Manichean Candidate
Dr. Headphones: mccain is the manchurian candidate. he WAS a POW, you recall
icy-klokwkdog: is that like a Nigerian 419 scam, Dex? You pay a few hundred and at the airport you'll get some misplaced Mossad suitcase with $20M in it?
cease: did you like it, llan?
Woody One: Hey Dex. Do they tell you that certain roadways are closed? Ha!
Gov't Tweeny: Geshundheit, the ship's present captain...
Bubba's Brain: I prefer Mancurian Catelope
Woody One: Hey Il. Ever read Clavell's stuff? Excellent!
cease: i don't lope, i kinda saunter
icy-klokwkdog: what bugs me is when it is a fixed fee, like $50 and they still go the long way...
Gov't Tweeny: Clavell died at the age of 69. ooooooooo
cease: shogun and one about hong kong.
Dexter Fong: Cantelope? Get a mail order bride
Dr. Headphones: i read shogun but never found any firearms by that name in it
llanwydd: "War and Peace" is my alltime favorite novel
Merlyn LeRoy: I read the sequel, "sho nuff"
Gov't Tweeny: King Rat isn't bad, either.
Woody One: Manchurian Candidate is one of my favorite movies. Doc. All are good. Shogun & Noble House are my favs.
llanwydd: Started to read "Shogun" but it didn't hold my interest
cease: i got a lot out of it too, llan. particularly the ending essays, where tolstoy talks about how much of history can be understood by any particular theory
Dr. Headphones: prince mouse is about walt disney, isn't it?
Dexter Fong: King Rat< wasn't that Sinatra
Woody One: King Rat is good...and short. Compared to his others.
||||||||| otømamäY yaW gnorW sneaks in around 10:30 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Woody One: King Rat-George Segal.
Dexter Fong: IO
icy-klokwkdog: the problem with W&P is that it's so full of Pynchon-like jokes in Russian and for the time that it's a pale replica in Engrish
cease: great flick. sinatra never better used
Gov't Tweeny: As long as you like monrails, and a verrrry small world.
cease: m. candidate
Spoor: Ham the Yam is back
cease: vancouver has a monorail
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Monty Pynchon?
cease: it would do much better with a conventional, cheap train system
Gov't Tweeny: I like Kevin in Wanda.
llanwydd: I read the Bible in about 2 months a few years ago
Dexter Fong: Woody: Was going for joke about the Rat Pack (sigh) =))
icy-klokwkdog: the M. Candidate DVD has a good commentary track
Woody One: Watched Holy Grail last night. Love it!
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Kevin liked being in wanda, I heard
cease: and the crying of lot 49
Merlyn LeRoy: that pervert
Woody One: Oh. Sorry. Heh heh.
Gov't Tweeny: Obviously white.
Dexter Fong: I heard a lot of people crying 69
llanwydd: I've seen Manchurian Candidate about 7 or 8 times
cease: and it has seen you an equal number
Woody One: Michael Palin is my favorite Python.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Didn't look Manchurian to ME
Dr. Headphones: i have never seen the entire thing. i always get in the middle somehow or leave before it's done. should rent/buy it i suppose
Gov't Tweeny: Crying? Not to mention Rundgren's Hiroshima
icy-klokwkdog got the DVD out of the local library
Woody One: Whoa! Now that movie was heavy. "Candidate.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Watch it backwards
llanwydd: I like the music score for MC
Dexter Fong: "Herro, it's me!"
Gov't Tweeny: Glad to hear India & Pakistan are at least talking
cease: as opposed to tanking
Dr. Headphones: tweeny: in their strangely accented engrish
Woody One: To each other?
Gov't Tweeny: With 6 you get eggroll.
icy-klokwkdog: oh they talk, then go almost to war, then talk.
Dexter Fong: We need the eggs
otømamäY yaW gnorW: What d'ya get w/a twelve pack?
Merlyn LeRoy: the whitehouse annual easter eggroll
cease: so that's why my brother is a chicken?
Dexter Fong: The intricate dance of the Orient
Woody One: More eggs. More sugar.
Dexter Fong: More merangue
cease: morse ions high
Dr. Headphones: your brother is a chicken? http://www.nbc4columbus.com/news/2745138/detail.html
Merlyn LeRoy: with six you get l'eggroll
icy-klokwkdog: the ISI is still deep into things and fiddling in Afganistan and Kashmir and the BJP party running India is about 2 notches past Rove's Repubs. in terms of uncompromising
otømamäY yaW gnorW: More merengue
Dexter Fong: Too much salsa
Woody One: Notice the price of eggs lately? Damn. I think it's the Atkin's diet.
Gov't Tweeny: Not to be torturing me!
Dexter Fong: Wood: You're right
cease: its taking over everything
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Get skinny by eating fat
Merlyn LeRoy: "The person either has access to some type of chicken costume or owns a chicken suit," - real detective work, there...
icy-klokwkdog: and they both got these bombs they're just itching to use and Bush hasn't got a clue how to tone down even the simplest int'l argument of the dozen or so going on. Not a clue.
cease: i see atkins sandwiches advertised at subway
Dexter Fong: Thanks Merl: YOu saved me a lot of investigative work
Dr. Headphones: merl: makes you feel real safe knowing the police are on top of it, doesn't it?
Merlyn LeRoy: the cows are mad and the cocks are fighting
Woody One: I had to get a loan because we eat a lot of eggs.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: By Gerald whatsisname?
llanwydd: I'm doing the low-carb diet. I want to lose about 10 or 15 pounds
Merlyn LeRoy: right off the bat, the cops figured out it was a DISGUISE!
Dexter Fong: Pigs and ducks and geese better scurry too
Dr. Headphones: cat: only if you take the "A" train
Merlyn LeRoy: and NOT a giant chicken
Gov't Tweeny: I hear cheryl is counting mad crowes
icy-klokwkdog: ooooh
llanwydd: I just had egg salad before I logged on here
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Assign Officer Scarecrowe to the case
icy-klokwkdog: up to august and everything after, eh?
Dr. Headphones: just remember: it's five o'clock somewhere. (damn, if i hear that song one more time i'll explode!)
Merlyn LeRoy: look out for cows with guns: http://www.shagrat.net/Html/cows.htm
Gov't Tweeny: Rain on the scarecrow. What's on the plow?
Woody One: Anyone heard of BeBop Deluxe? Awesome 70s rock band.
icy-klokwkdog: yeah, how you gonna keep 'em down on the farm?
Gov't Tweeny: Modern Music to my ears.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I have
icy-klokwkdog: nope, woody
Spoor: It's those pissed off Canadian that make all those mad cows and then they come here to get away from it all.
Woody One: Oh yes, Tweeny.
cease: i'm mid meal here
Dave: I love that album, it's the Crows best
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I used to play them. Don't recall the music all that well
icy-klokwkdog: yeah, it seems like they went downhill from there
Gov't Tweeny: Crows scare away popcorn heads.
Woody One: They're cool as hell. My favorite is Axe Victim.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I remember the name
icy-klokwkdog: do you mean that the Canadians are deliberately producing infected cows, or that they are driving them to distraction?
Gov't Tweeny: Axxe. 1 osc ARP machine. Ah, the 70's.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Maybe I should see if I can illegally download some of that musiv
cease: canadians are far more affected by this than you, klok
Woody One: Tweety. Was just playing "Panic In The World" on my acoustic.
Dave: um, actually Hard Candy was good, but I didn't really like Recovering the Satalites, and don't have This Desert Life, I think they did get a little too self-consious though
Spoor: Just kick the cow in the utter end and watch
cease: talk about war with the cows
cease: when we were in sask this summer, the effects were everywhere
icy-klokwkdog: IMO, they got self-conscious after August ;-)
Gov't Tweeny: Heard of a movie called "Canadian Bacon"? The pres makes up excuses for invading Canada. Very funny. Alan Alda. Rip Torn. John Candy.
cease: i saw it, tweeny. didnt think it was funny at all. it should have been, but it wasnt
Woody One: Sorry Tweeny. Keep calling you Tweety. Maybe I need glasses.
Gov't Tweeny: Canadian, eh?
cease: discoloured my view of micahel moore for years after seeing it.
cease: imagine only knowing firesign theatre from zachariah?
icy-klokwkdog: I mean, Mobile Fidelity put out a gold master CD of August.... Really pissed me off. It's good, but you gotta pay some dues, man. I mean, look how long it took Dark Side of the Moon!
Gov't Tweeny: Symphonic Slam. ELP. YES. Disco sucks.
cease: i've lived a long time in 3 countries. one of them is canada, yes
llanwydd: only MM I've seen was "Roger and Me". It didn't give me a good impression of him
icy-klokwkdog: well, if it's any satisfaction, US beef is on everyone's s___ list still
otømamäY yaW gnorW: He's a hooligan w/a camera
Woody One: Hate to leave guys, but I'm subbing high school tomorrow. Good kids though.
Gov't Tweeny: Meanwhile, back at rancho malario...
cease: you folks never had japanese beef, i guess
icy-klokwkdog: i think it will stay there a bit longer than we'd like just because we've been copping so much attitude on everyone else
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Morese Science?
cease: it is unbelievably good
Gov't Tweeny: What's the story with FST back on the radio?
Dr. Headphones: good luck, woody
Merlyn LeRoy: by woodo
llanwydd: How long DID it take DSotM?
Woody One: Sounds good, Cease.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Cat: it should be at $100 a pound
Spoor: LAter Woody...
Merlyn LeRoy: FST might be on that new liberal radio network, but nothing definite yet
Woody One: Bye Fireheads 'til next week.
cease: no more expensive than in vancouver, yammy
otømamäY yaW gnorW: y
Merlyn LeRoy: byee woody
icy-klokwkdog is remarkably undiscriminating about beef. slice of dead cow, fricasee it to near-charcoal, cover with all manner of toppings, eat.
cease: great news, merl
Dexter Fong: maY: Disagree about MM, the people he interviews are hooligans..usually with a lot of money and power
Woody One: Always fun to be here.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Liberal Network?
Gov't Tweeny: Been fun. 'Nite all. Next Firetime. Next Firestation.
||||||||| "10:46 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Woody One, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Dr. Headphones: klok: you're not a well done guy, are you? where's your sense of adventure? listen to it moo when you cut it :)
cease: by wood
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Oh, I knda like how he pisses people off
Dr. Headphones: later, tweeny
Spoor: Later Tween
llanwydd: nite woody
icy-klokwkdog: yeah, but Moore now has lots of money and power (he's also over 30)
otømamäY yaW gnorW: y
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny and Woodrow
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:46 PM, dragging Woody One by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease: tween
otømamäY yaW gnorW: ha
Merlyn LeRoy: it was anshell media, now something like "progressive media". It used to be anshellmedia.com but that now goes to http://www.centralairmedia.com/
Dexter Fong: KLok: You're so far over thirty you gotta wear an Oxygen mask =))
icy-klokwkdog: yeah, Ken, i char it until it's unrecognizable. In fact, my favorite burger joint is named Char-Grill...
otømamäY yaW gnorW: short sojourn
icy-klokwkdog: i can't breed!
Woody One: Leaving you with a cool Neil picture: http://rustedsister.smugmug.com/gallery/24231/1/834627/Large
cease: how close are they go going on the air, merl?
Dr. Headphones: i'm a medium guy (with crystal balls!)
Merlyn LeRoy: Now it looks like "central air"
Woody One: Young that is.
Merlyn LeRoy: It keeps getting pushed back; was Oct, then start of 2004, now spring
cease: lack of money?
icy-klokwkdog: ken: http://www.chargrillusa.com/1.html
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I thought the media was already liberal
icy-klokwkdog: quick! call George Soros! ;-))
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I see they have a "store" link
Dexter Fong: "Calling Gearge Soros!"
otømamäY yaW gnorW: We are not quite ready to unveil our programs just yet. Watch this space as we reinvent talk radio.
Woody One: http://rustedsister.smugmug.com/gallery/24231/1/834627/Large
icy-klokwkdog has to test the TV. Bak shortly
Dr. Headphones: looks good, klok, i'd go there. i had some alligator tail while in florida. delicious
||||||||| "Hey icy-klokwkdog!" ... icy-klokwkdog turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:49 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Bubba's Brain: Still here...
otømamäY yaW gnorW: "We haven't got anything yet, and havent a clue"
llanwydd: my sleeping pills are kicking in
Woody One: http://rustedsister.smugmug.com/gallery/24231/1/834627/Large
Dexter Fong strides purposefully towards the kitchen for a refill
||||||||| Woody One leaves to catch the 10:50 PM train to Hellmouth.
Bubba's Brain: Funny, my kicking pills are sleeping.
Dr. Headphones: wake up those damned pills, it's too early to sleep
cease: the trouble's not in the piles or my piles either
otømamäY yaW gnorW: By god they can't say anything about programming or air personalities, but the Store is already to go
Dr. Headphones: for atomic piles, use preparation h-bomb
llanwydd: I'll be completely under in about a half hour
cease: balm?
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Explosive, thgat
llanwydd: In the meantime I feel great
cease: what about the nice time?
Dr. Headphones: nice? i think they are GMT+1 in south france
Bubba's Brain: Theres a bomb in Gilead
Merlyn LeRoy: but their web page doesn't work with old browsers...
cease: bomb bay door open
llanwydd: yeah I'm havin a great time
Dr. Headphones: bub: that's a good old song, remember singing it in the choir when i went to church
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Can't get any Juice out of that Gilead, he's bomnbed
Merlyn LeRoy: my older browsers (I keep old ones for testing) get NO places to link to from the front page.
||||||||| "10:53 PM? 10:53 PM!!" says Catherwood, "icy-klokwkdog should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as icy-klokwkdog enters and sits on the couch.
Dr. Headphones: klok is back! break out the shampain!
llanwydd: tell me tell me I implore
cease: i'm plowed to be an old man
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Merlyn: I see a dismal future for Central Air
Dexter Fong hey Klok! Where you go man?
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I how ever will gladly foul the airwaves
Bubba's Brain: Yam, sang it in youth group... complete with exlposion sound effects.
llanwydd: only this and nothing more
Merlyn LeRoy: it's just a cafepress shop
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Like that explosive bit
cease: not so foul, yam
cease: i'm sure you'll be eloquent
Bubba's Brain: yep made exposion sounds.
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I once shot an eloquent in my pajamas
Bubba's Brain: explosive bit.... don't put it in the horses mouth...
cease: what was groucho doing in your pyjamas?
Dr. Headphones: tuscaloosa alabama?
llanwydd: explosive? Like the penguin on top of the television set?
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I can't be TOO eloquent, It's AM
cease: joyce cary?
Dr. Headphones: senator kerry
cease: re: joyce. we have no choice
||||||||| Hubba-hubba there, George sneaks in around 10:56 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Dr. Headphones: hi george
cease: hub
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Hubba
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Bubba
Hubba-hubba there, George: ooh. I boomped my head...
Bubba's Brain: Oh no, its Hubbas Hrain!
otømamäY yaW gnorW: ow
Dave: what a suit
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Made of the Finest polyestre
otømamäY yaW gnorW: $2.5 million
Hubba-hubba there, George: if i cud walk like that, i wouldn't NEED a suit!
Bubba's Brain: how many zoots did they have to kill for htat thing?
Bubba's Brain: that
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Not the Zoots!
Dr. Headphones: clearasil cures the zoots
Bubba's Brain: Save the Zoots!
Hubba-hubba there, George: the Zoot Suit Seranaders!
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Zoots is Cute
llanwydd: did I tell you I saw Howard Dean in a Barnes and Noble a couple of years ago?
Hubba-hubba there, George: or is it "Salamanders"?
otømamäY yaW gnorW: What was he doing?
Dr. Headphones: did he see you? if so, you could be the next to get a campaign money request
Bubba's Brain: reading?
cease: was he being noble?
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Writuin"?
Dexter Fong: Bye Noble
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Gov't Tweeny - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: in South Burlington, VT when he was still governor
cease: a lure
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Buy Noble
Hubba-hubba there, George: In a Bernes and Noble? Doesn't that make you a relative?
Bubba's Brain: I saw Howard the Duck in a noble barn....
cease: i read howard the duck in a japanese book store
otømamäY yaW gnorW: You can't buy nobility, but the presidency's up for sale
llanwydd: he was giving a speech on the upper floor
cease: later saw richard brautigan and his japanese girl friend there
||||||||| Around 11:00 PM, Spoor walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dr. Headphones: not for sale, already SOLD to the highest bidders
cease: by spoor
Dexter Fong: Follow that Spoor Cheetah
cease: sounds so dickensian
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Damn, I was gonna make a bid
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Almost makes me miss Nixon
Dr. Headphones: it wasn't an ebay auction either
cease: you';ll need fresh sheets
Bubba's Brain: Miss Nixon?
Dr. Headphones: nixon? i don't miss that bastard. he DRAFTED me and i hated him
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Tricia!
Hubba-hubba there, George: so where's our Phamous Phil???
Dexter Fong: Married the Eisenhower Kid
icy-klokwkdog: oh cynthia, you're being paged! GET REWRITE!
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Goofy bastard he is
Dexter Fong: Ken: Nixon didn't draft you, you're friends and neighbors did
cease: you mean austin, george?
icy-klokwkdog: Disney doesn't want that known...
cease: he shows up when it suits him
Hubba-hubba there, George: 10-4, Elanor!
cease: walt's dead now
otømamäY yaW gnorW: I saw an Austin, Healy
Hubba-hubba there, George: Walt's frozen
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Walt's not dead, he's SLEEPING
Dexter Fong: I saw an Austin, plus 4
Dr. Headphones: dex: i have a scar on the middle joint of my middle finger. when i reported to register at age 18, she asked me if i had any and i showed her that one :) she was not amused at all
cease: i've never been to austin texas, but it sounds like a good place
icy-klokwkdog: but his creations live on, under copyright, as long as his corporation keeps buying off Congress
Dr. Headphones: welcome to USPlus: we own the idea of graft
llanwydd: you know when I take this medicine, it's harder to read. I can see the letters clearly. just can't make anything out of them without trying real hard
cease: isnt that grass, kend?
icy-klokwkdog: you have to pay a fee to say that, Ken
Dexter Fong: Ken: There's three ways to do thing: the right way; the wrong way; and the Army way...you did em all at once
Bubba's Brain: They bribed someone to own it.
Hubba-hubba there, George: i got drafted in '67, but, unfortunately, i wuz in a hospital with a fractured skull...they didn't want me after that one...
cease: good for you, george
otømamäY yaW gnorW: odd luck
Dexter Fong: It's an ill wind.........
llanwydd: I see USPlus and see
icy-klokwkdog: i've never been to Mars, but it's immediately obvious that there's no Holiday Inn there, much less anything from the Penninsula Group
Hubba-hubba there, George: u sed it
otømamäY yaW gnorW: strange Karma there fo sure
Dr. Headphones: no holiday inns? where does michael valentine smith live?
cease: karma on mars? sounds like my play
Hubba-hubba there, George: mars bars
cease: in heinlein's imagination
otømamäY yaW gnorW: Martian Karma: It should be one of your plays
Dr. Headphones: deep fried mars bars
llanwydd: george and Penninsula but they don't fit together perfectly
otømamäY yaW gnorW: In beef Tallow-atkins and all that
cease: in last play Red Shift, dalai lama is reborn on mars. dex is in it, elayne, many firesonians
cease: even Tiny
cease: this rover thing is Really reminiscent of thatr
otømamäY yaW gnorW: well I'm going to try to go to bed again, later all
||||||||| At 11:08 PM, otømamäY yaW gnorW vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Merlyn LeRoy: Just saying something so I'm not dim
cease: by yam
cease: you too , merl
Dexter Fong: eyB, maY
Dr. Headphones: merlyn: a 60 watt bulb in a 100 watt world....
icy-klokwkdog: nite Yam
Dexter Fong: Cat: How goes the movie making, and got a part in it for me? =))
icy-klokwkdog: i gotta fade, too, folks
cease: have run into computer problems. will have guy out here next week.
llanwydd: you know Charles Manson named his son Valentine Michael after the character in SiaSL
cease: i have tons of footage, but cant output from computer so kinda stuck now
Dexter Fong: Hey Klok: Try and stay warm, your body depends on it
icy-klokwkdog: see everyone nxt week; glad ur back Ken!
cease: i didint know he had a son, llan
Dr. Headphones: klok: stay cozy and come back when you can't stay so long ;)
cease: you leaving, klok?
Dexter Fong: Ilan: What's SiaSL?
icy-klokwkdog: was out walking this AM, 19 degrees, 15 mph headwind. Yech. Went out and bot new grubs
icy-klokwkdog: yes, goodnight Cat
Bone-E-Boi: What a suit!
icy-klokwkdog: thanks Ken! ;-))
Dr. Headphones: BEB is here! rejoice!
llanwydd: married as soon as he got out of jail in '67
Hubba-hubba there, George: made by law. a law suit
Dexter Fong: WB BeB
icy-klokwkdog: goodnight all!
Dexter Fong: Night Brian
||||||||| At 11:12 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, icy-klokwkdog!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Hubba-hubba there, George: nite!
Merlyn LeRoy: nite IC
Dexter Fong: And good reception
Bone-E-Boi: Dr. Headphones.
cease: hey boney
Dr. Headphones: good exit line, reminiscent of wizard of oz
cease: there's no place like nome
Dr. Headphones: ruby tuesday slippers
llanwydd: SiaSL is "Stranger in a Strange Land" by Robert A Heinlein
Hubba-hubba there, George: Noam?
Bone-E-Boi: Hi. I'm out for lunch. brb
cease: still chompskiing at the bit
cease: jsut got a ticket this week for his lecture in vacouver
Hubba-hubba there, George: that'll be good!
cease: his last one was
Dr. Headphones: cat: he's the antichrist, an agent of international communism, etc.
cease: also a lot of fun, kend
Dexter Fong: Tonto see 'em but not know 'em
llanwydd: Ambien is a strange drug. I have multicolored animals sitting with me in my living room
cease: even though i dont agree with some of his linguistic theories, from years as an esl teacher. but his disection of us foreign policty is far more than mastercard, priceless
Dr. Headphones: i've read some of his stuff, like it. but the neo-cons sure don't like him
Dr. Headphones: llan: will you share with us? please?
cease: you are on a strange drug, llan?
Hubba-hubba there, George: a mind that works! how novel...
llanwydd: smiling but making no noise
llanwydd: ambien
Dexter Fong: "Ambien...from US Plus...we invented the idea of colour
cease: i just read a bunch of books about that, not the same as actually being on a drug though
cease: isnt that spanish for... uh, stoned, or something?
Dexter Fong: Ilan: A laugh is just a loud smile
Hubba-hubba there, George: we own the rights to the idea of owning the rights to something
Dr. Headphones: i'm outta here also, too tired to laugh any more
llanwydd: It's a sleeping drug but more than that
cease: good one, dex
||||||||| Dr. Headphones is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:18 PM.
cease: drugs sleep?
cease: by kend
Dexter Fong: Ambien from Yo soy Ambien...I am bien...I am good
cease: i used to work for the soy emperor
llanwydd: that would be c'est bien
Hubba-hubba there, George: AAAH! Clowns with knives!!!
cease: say "la vie"
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: they're flying like drops
Merlyn LeRoy: the thing to do is not play "beat the reaper
Merlyn LeRoy: "
Dexter Fong: Ilan: (sorry I'm late, was msging) "Bien!" (toots own horn)
cease: reet the beaper?
||||||||| 11:24 PM: Bubba's Brain jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dexter Fong: Reet Beapson
Bubba's Brain: They bribed someone to own it.
cease: you think just as soon as the last of us leaves, austin will show up?
Dexter Fong: Bub' Back =)
Bubba's Brain: Sorry, my connection got dissed.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Sure =)
cease: i keep expecting doc tech, but in vain
cease: as opposed to in van
Dexter Fong: Cat: The big Pool Hall got him
Bubba's Brain: You're in vain, you probably think this site is...
cease: yeah, he's mr pool as opposed to mrs peel
Dexter Fong: He's been stitched...snookered....hooked...he's behind the Big Eight Ball
Dave: well I'm out, by guys, next week then, same time, same insanity, good luck
Dexter Fong: Night Dave
Bubba's Brain: I had a dream there were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee.
cease: same to you, dave
Bubba's Brain: nite dave
||||||||| At 11:27 PM, Dave runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Merlyn LeRoy: nite dave
Dexter Fong: "I think this song is about me"
llanwydd: I'm stumbling when Iwalk
Dexter Fong: I *do& hope this is not some kinda reality show, "Survivor of an overdose"
cease: these are the good old days
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah, but this is today!
Bubba's Brain: ... and the boys live in the trees.
llanwydd: I'm starting to dream with my eyes open
Dexter Fong: ...and the girls in caves
cease: i think a firesign contributon to a liberal radio station would do both them and your country a lot of good, if properly promoted
Dexter Fong: ...and the children roam free
Dexter Fong: Cat: Are you looking for a job?
Bubba's Brain: the above average children?
cease: no, just the children of rome are free. outside the city, they're all slaves
Dexter Fong: BeB: Above average...below excellence
cease: in what sense, dex?
Dexter Fong: Wondered if you were thinking of managing them =))
cease: the firesign?
cease: they're far better managers of their own career, and even that isn't much
Dexter Fong: Yeah
Dexter Fong: Cat: Lol
llanwydd: the garden gnomes an pretty purple mummies are sitting around my living room.
Bubba's Brain: I'll have what your're having.
Dexter Fong: There has been talk of the FST doing something on the "Liberal" network...but this - the network- is an emorous and costly undertaking...God I hope it works but...
Dexter Fong: amours?
Dexter Fong: enormous
Merlyn LeRoy: even if it's like XM and they only last a year, hey, it's something
cease: i think enough money can be found to fund it, dex
Merlyn LeRoy: emus
cease: bush is really good at making enemies
llanwydd: talking or at least moving their lips]
Dexter Fong: Merl: I certainly agree, just not banking on it ever getting off the ground
Bubba's Brain: all media is liberal, don't you know. haven't you been listening to Rush?
cease: i dont see it as a cash cow for the firesigns, however
Dexter Fong: Bub: I *do* not listen to Canadian Bands
cease: the band? too bad
cease: you be missing some great tunes
Bubba's Brain: No, no, the drug addict.
Dexter Fong: Banned? That is too bad
cease: only gary us bonds?
Merlyn LeRoy: cat: the cash is in the much greater public exposure to sell CDs
cease: what do you mean, merl?
Dexter Fong: BuB: I *did* deliberately mishear -read- you reference. =))
Dexter Fong: BeB
Bubba's Brain: I know I know.
cease: if there is enough of a market for the new radio network, it will help firesign sell cds, obviously
Dexter Fong: And Cat: *Not* the Band, Rush, the Canadian bband...you know...Geddy Lee....voice higher than Robert Plant's
cease: but their tv show was maybe their greatest audience ever, and it certainly didnt make them rich
Merlyn LeRoy: right; but even going into it, you figure on part of the benefits is more CD sales
cease: yes, he's on Take Off, one of my favrite tunes, by bob and doug
Merlyn LeRoy: but the TV special was a one-time event, and not in their medium
llanwydd: a ghost just got up next to me and smiled and evaporated
Dexter Fong: I canEvaporate into the Myst oh Goosely Ghost
Bubba's Brain: One hint... both brothers are bad.
Dexter Fong: ...but not right yet
Dexter Fong: Bub'; What brothers?
cease: merl, yes tv is not their medium. film either, alas
Bubba's Brain: Never mind... obscure reference.
cease: you have much better drugs than me, llan
llanwydd: My cccc]]]]]
cease: and i have a dog the size of a sheep who keeps turning into a wolf
Dexter Fong: Uh......How close are we to getting schkeved
Bubba's Brain: I'll say it again.... I'll have what you're having, Ilanwydd.
Merlyn LeRoy: should we have a campaign to suggest to centralairmedia.com that they get FST?
Dexter Fong: Merl: Absolutely
cease: does fst want to do that, merl?
Merlyn LeRoy: the radio show, or the grassroots campaign, cat?
cease: both
Merlyn LeRoy: It sounds like there's interest on FTs part, at least parts of FT
cease: they tend to fluctuate in terms of enthusiasm
Merlyn LeRoy: true
cease: if they are into something and i can help promote them in any way , i am there
Merlyn LeRoy: centralairmedia.com does have email addresses and feedback pages (hint, hint)
cease: but just judging from austin's appearance here most recently, it doesnt sound like a firesign theatre project is headed our way soon
Merlyn LeRoy: but it shouldn't be everyone at once...
cease: yes, that is good, merl
Dexter Fong: Okay! We send them in at 30 second intervals...Mudheski, call attention
cease: uh, peorge, i think we're on the other side
Dexter Fong: Oh! Bottles...Should I turn over?
Dexter Fong: No Roto to pray with tonight =(
cease: some like em skinny, some like em round, cant tell the difference turn em upside down, cocaine
cease: run on round the brane
Dexter Fong: Gedown from the Engine, Casey...you're out of the roundhouse
cease: damn, all my string theory fans are gone. can't make string theory jokes no more
Dexter Fong: String Theory = Cat's Cradle?
cease: kurt vonnegut, where are you when most needed?
Dexter Fong: He's on Ice 9 in the back roon...wanna see him?
cease: my wife observed that our dog's head is bigger than mine. that's kinda scary
Dexter Fong: And he can hear better than you, too
Dexter Fong: And talk about smell?................
cease: and its hanging over the key board. when he learns to type, watch out
Merlyn LeRoy: it's only bigger in dog inches
cease: lol merl
Dexter Fong: Sit, Icy...Sit!
cease: he's plagued by lice.
Dexter Fong hides rolled up newspaper behind his back
cease: like war of the worlds, the largest creature brought down by the smallest
Dexter Fong: And they only use Dog inches on the Dog Star
Bubba's Brain: Back
cease: and booty full?
Dexter Fong: "And when you weigh in the human race (uh, cat) pound fopr pound he's right up there
Bubba's Brain: Cat needed to be let in out of the cold, and into the garage.
Dexter Fong: Cat gets behind wheel of stretch MG-C
Dexter Fong: 16 Wie Spoke wheels friends
Dexter Fong: wire
Bubba's Brain: Cat, as in my cat, not as in our Cat.
Dexter Fong: 'our Cat...'ure Cat....'here Cat....
Bubba's Brain: He was meowing at the window... again my cat, not our Cat.
Dexter Fong: Cold there Bub?
Dexter Fong: Wherever "there" is?
Bubba's Brain: 32... which is better than recently when it got down to 0.... Fahrenheit.
cease: i was out. now back
Dexter Fong: 'mon back
Bubba's Brain: Wow, my cat waas out, now back too.
cease: synchronicity
Dexter Fong: Go figure, Bub...what are the odds...
Bubba's Brain: cat not Cat.
cease: i wanna get a cat or 2 soonest
cease: just worried my dog wont eat them
Dexter Fong: Dead Cat Dog food
Bubba's Brain: Name one Breakfast, name the other Dinner.
Dexter Fong: Sunday Breakfast....Friday-night dinner
||||||||| 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: my first cat, kitten, kiled by dogs when i was very young
Dexter Fong: ech
cease: yet last dog and cat lived happily together for many years
Bubba's Brain: "...cats and dogs living together...."
Dexter Fong: Cat: From my experience, it's all timing,,when is the dog secure but not overly protective etc
cease: sounds like a rockwellian bible, doesnt it?
Dexter Fong: Norman Rockwell as interpreted by Thomas KincaidMaster of Light"
cease: i thought george de latour was the master of light
cease: he is to me
Bubba's Brain: Actually, it was Bill Murray from Ghostbusters.
cease: i want to see his new flick. set in tokyo
Dexter Fong: No Cat: the" Master of light" workedat the Philmore East
Dexter Fong: Thomas Kincaid is this decades (or so) Keane
Dexter Fong: The guy in the 70's 80's? who painted those kidswith te big eyes
cease: i recall him with great pain
Dexter Fong: Like Dondi....only less optomistic]
cease: i remember that
cease: that's a problem with getting old. the more bad shit you have to remember
Dexter Fong: Me too=\
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Remember "I Remember Mama"?
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe my mama does
Bubba's Brain: Remember to remember...
cease: that's why he's so mean
cease: er, dean
Bubba's Brain: I dismember mama...
Dexter Fong: Word! to your mama
Dexter Fong: Funny what words elicit a heavy response
cease: sounds like spanish
Dexter Fong: Pancakes
Dexter Fong: Syrup
Bubba's Brain: Gazebo.
cease: salsa and maple syrup?
Dexter Fong: We had breakfast under the Gazebo
Dexter Fong: Nancy and me
Bubba's Brain: ....hunting wild Gazebo in Africa....
cease: zebo marx, the unknown marx bro
Dexter Fong: ...without a license our a guide
Dexter Fong: or
Merlyn LeRoy: he's one of the ersatz bros
cease: in the plain brown can
Dexter Fong: Xeno Marx = Fear of leaving finger prints
cease: beam me up, mr. data
Dexter Fong: Is he still int that plain browjn can?
Dexter Fong: Celebrity Make-over welcomeee Mr. P B Can
Dexter Fong: and hires new typist
Dexter Fong: And the terrible response drough continues
Dexter Fong: drought
Dexter Fong: and still haven't hired new typist
cease: detroit tv
Bubba's Brain: I've tired a new hypist.
||||||||| Hubba-hubba there, George says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Hubba-hubba there, George exits at 12:18 AM.
Dexter Fong: The long silent chatter departws
cease: now that was a long name
Bubba's Brain: Speaking of tired.
Bubba's Brain: Nite folks
cease: gnite bub
Dexter Fong wonders if somehow...someway...he's been over dosed with Ambien
Merlyn LeRoy: nite; me too
Merlyn LeRoy: bye people
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy departs at 12:19 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Bubba's Brain says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bubba's Brain exits at 12:20 AM.
Dexter Fong: Night Merl Bub
cease: off we go
Dexter Fong: Iam going off
Dexter Fong: I am almost off
Dexter Fong: I'm off for sure now mate
Dexter Fong: That's it..I'm really off now
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bone-E-Boi - 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:
Bubba's Brain
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
Gov't Tweeny
Hubba-hubba there, George
Merlyn LeRoy
otømamäY yaW gnorW
Stew Meet Yämamøto
Woody One
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