A Firesign Chat
05/27/2004




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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 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for May 27, 2004 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Jonathan waltzes in at 8:49 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Jonathan, and leaves.
||||||||| Jonathan walks in and says "It's 8:51 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 8:59 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Merlyn: Catherwood's watch is waaay off...
Jonathan: Do you know if a firesign theatre member is participating?
Merlyn: I don't know if one will show up tonight or not...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 27, 2004 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Merlyn: Phil Austin (nick danger) is the one who usually shows up
Jonathan: I hope he does.
Merlyn: I'll send him an email reminder
Jonathan: Cool.
Merlyn: Have you been to previous chats?
Jonathan: No.
Merlyn: There are archives of all the earlier chats at http://www.firesigntheater.com/chat/logs/indexx.html
Jonathan: I know. I've gone thorugh them all.
Jonathan: *through
Merlyn: ah, OK. The only FT member who hasn't shown up is Proctor
Merlyn: sorry, all your typos are belong to us
Jonathan: I know. He's like my favrotie.
Merlyn: He's busy doing plays and voices for Disney™
Jonathan: Yeah.
Jonathan: Wait. He's going to voice a new Disney movie?
Merlyn: More people should be showing up at top of the hour
Jonathan: Ok.
Merlyn: He usually does non-billed voices in each Disney animation
Jonathan: How do you know so much? Are you the chat host?
Merlyn: Yeah, I'm one of the fst.com webmasters and I wrote this chat code
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'lilminkina', just granted probation at 9:10 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
lilminkina: hi
Merlyn: Proctor's IMDB entry shows a lot of upcoming Disney films: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0698413/
Merlyn: hi lil
Jonathan: Ok.
lilminkina: how old ru
Jonathan: Goodness. He's gonna be busy.
Merlyn: I'm 47
lilminkina: how old are you
Jonathan: Me?
lilminkina: ya
lilminkina: ya
Jonathan: 18.
lilminkina: are you famouse
lilminkina: are you
Jonathan: Lol. no.
Merlyn: More and more people are realizing that I'm world famous
Merlyn: But only about 8 so far
lilminkina: your wold famouse
Merlyn: (a friend of mine came up with that line)
Jonathan: How old are you lil minkina?
lilminkina: im 8 years old
Jonathan: Really?
lilminkina: ya
lilminkina: when your birthday
Jonathan: An 8 year old firesign theatre fan. Oct 1.
Merlyn: I just had mine on may 18
Jonathan: Happy belated brithday,
lilminkina: i was born on feb 14
||||||||| Dr Headphones waltzes in at 9:14 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Jonathan: I can't believe it. An 8 year old firesign theatre fan.
Dr Headphones: hello, dear friends
lilminkina: wat
Dr Headphones: i feel like 8 at times, other times 80
lilminkina: i was born on valintinesday
Jonathan: Some of their material is not for 8 year olds.
Dr Headphones: and conversely, some is not for adults :)
Merlyn: hey phones
Jonathan: True,
lilminkina: r u guys in a movie
Jonathan: I wish.
Dr Headphones: no movies here
lilminkina: r u famous
Dr Headphones: no fame here, sorry
Jonathan: Not yet.
Dr Headphones: my one claim to fame is that i appeared on jeopardy twice, won one time
lilminkina: who r u than
Merlyn: hey lilminkina, why were you searching for "mui mui shoe hi hail shoes from a lot of money place"
Dr Headphones: merlyn, that sounds like some of my searches ;)
lilminkina: my mom need a pear of shoes
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bubbas Brainiac inside, makes a note of the time (9:18 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bubbas Brainiac: Hey all!
Merlyn: hey BB
Jonathan: Hi.
||||||||| Catherwood leads cea inside, makes a note of the time (9:18 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dr Headphones: hi bubba, cea
Bubbas Brainiac: cea here....
cea: hey
Dr Headphones: land there
Bubbas Brainiac: that you, cat?
Dr Headphones: i'm waiting for the distinctive "meow"
Merlyn: back back in a bit...
Jonathan: Uh,, meow?
Bubbas Brainiac: Me me me me me me.......
Bubbas Brainiac: OW!
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:22 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
ah,clem: hi all
Dr Headphones: hey, clem! good to see you after long absence
Bubbas Brainiac: Hi, ah, clem...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Filthycleo into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:22 PM, then departs.
Dr Headphones: many have asked about you
Jonathan: Hey smut, where should I put these large squirt fish and the elephants filled with inflatable dogs?
Dr Headphones: hi cleo
Filthycleo: about whom?
Filthycleo: 'ello
Dr Headphones: deflate the dogs, squeeze the fish, fry all until golden brown
Dr Headphones: cleo: clem has been the object of inquiries; absent a few weeks here
Jonathan: You obviously don't reckognize the quote.
ah,clem: we are traveling again
Dr Headphones: jon: i have probably heard it, but may have been in a non-standard state of mind at the time ;)
ah,clem: currently in West Branch Mi.
cea: i thought i was cease. what happened to my se?
Dr Headphones: michigan? coming or going?
Merlyn: mutt & smutt, right jon?
ah,clem: dunno, Cat
Merlyn: must've typed too fast, cat
Jonathan: Right, Merlyn.
Merlyn: you can log out and back in, cat
Bubbas Brainiac: se here...
Jonathan: All Things Firesign album.
cea: may be
cea: may be
Dr Headphones: those pesky "enter" keys. can't kill 'em, can't make 'em behave
ah,clem: we are here. Will go to Gary B's next
Merlyn: Don't know if I've heard the original mutt & smutt, but they do it on their XM radio show
Dr Headphones: clem: are you on skybird IRC?
ah,clem: no, not at the moment
Jonathan: Right Merlyn.
Dr Headphones: i have mp3 files of all things firesign, but haven't heard any of it in ages
Jonathan: I know more than the chat host!
Dr Headphones: i'm asking because of linux question i can't find answer for
||||||||| cease enters at 9:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dr Headphones: tell him what he's won, johnny!
Merlyn: they're out of print!
ah,clem: will be in chat later,
cease: hey bub, did you get the seem real theatre plays?
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off cea at 9:27 PM
Bubbas Brainiac: by the cea... by the beautiful cea....
ah,clem: if you are still up
Dr Headphones: i will be up several hours, clem, probably 1am or so?
Jonathan: no they're not.
ah,clem: using a friends computer for this right now
cease: better than being down
cease: i see we have some new members
ah,clem: ok, we can talk then
cease: will make orgies easier
Jonathan: I'm new.
||||||||| Dexter Fong enters at 9:28 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bubbas Brainiac: I got your new member right here..... (uh, sorry)
Merlyn: lilminkina has left...
cease: welcome, jonathan
Dr Headphones: ok, i'll ask you here. others can boo if it gets too technical. i moved files/directories using kde/konqueror to unmounted drive. realized mistake, mounted. now they don't appear anywhere, although "df" before and after shows no size changes in either
Dexter Fong: My Goat!
Filthycleo: talking does not facilitate orgies
Dr Headphones: hey dex
cease: i have a firesign loving friend in la named jonathan, but i'm sure you're not him
ah,clem: well just came in to set title for skybird and say hi, BBL
Jonathan: Welcome, dex. come on in and set a spell.
Dr Headphones: cleo: i didn't receive an invitation to that....
Dexter Fong: Howdy all
Jonathan: I'm from Rhode Island.
Dr Headphones: ok, clem
ah,clem: hi & bye dex, later
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lilminkina - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Hi and bye clem
Merlyn: Dr headphones: when you mounted the device, the files that you moved are now "hidden" under the mounted directory (unix?)
cease: i keep being kicked off
Dr Headphones: merl: i'm root, all should be visible to me, right?
Filthycleo: it takes a while to make vanilla flavored invitations...gimme a while!
Dexter Fong: Errol Garner used to sit on a directory when he played the piano
Dexter Fong: All rootie
Dr Headphones: dex: i don't sit on them, they sometimes get stained when i do
Dexter Fong: TMI Ken
cease: am i here yet?
Dexter Fong: You still are Cat
Merlyn: phones: if you move stuff into /mnt and then mount something at /mnt, the stuff from before is not visible until you unmount it
Dr Headphones: i'
cease: i'll try getting on line with the powerbook next week
Dr Headphones: i will try umount then remount, see if there. bb in a few
cease: problem is the keyboard isn't in the best possible place
Merlyn: NO phones
Filthycleo: where is here anyway?
Merlyn: unmount it AND THEN LOOK AT THE MOUNT DIRECTORY
cease: is that near mt. rushmore?
Dexter Fong: Hmm...let's see...Mont Shasta...Mount of Olives...Mount Arafat...
Filthycleo: /sits
Dexter Fong mounts
Merlyn: I think popeye mounted olive
cease: with lots of oil
Dexter Fong: He soitenly did
Dr Headphones: shows when "umount" done, not when "mount"ed
Dexter Fong: The invisible horseman
Merlyn: exactly, headphones. Move them out of there, mount the drive, then move them back
Dr Headphones: makes no sense at all to me, but will try. thanks for tip, will go there, return here in a few
cease: lakers arent starting out very well
Merlyn: when you mount a drive at e.g. /mnt, the stuff in the real /mnt directory is inaccessable.
cease: course the game is only a few minutes old
Merlyn: It's just a way to re-map a (normally empty) directory to a mounted device
cease: i didnt know devices could fuck
Dexter Fong: A mechanical bull for example
Dr Headphones: ok, merl, it appears to be working. i am moving from umounted drive to another, will try to do it correctly next time. appreciate the tip, especially since it comes from a MAC guy :)
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dr Headphones: those damned violin players got clem....
Merlyn: hey, I only avoid windoze
Merlyn: I work on unix a lot
cease: not violence, violins!
Dr Headphones: one of the few reasons i stay in windows is that i couldn't find programs for linux to do a few important things. i might have found one of the holdouts now, might just migrate totally
||||||||| Filthycleo sneaks away to The Sitting Room...
Jonathan: And they're gonna play nearewr my god to thee.
Bubbas Brainiac: I'm not dead, I just smell funny.
cease: only 5 feet under?
Dr Headphones: bubba: your nose laughs?
cease: didnt hear from you, bub. did you get the seem real theatre cds?
||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Jonathan, and leaves.
Bubbas Brainiac: Yes I did.. sorry I meant to let you know.
Dr Headphones: ah, a tryst in the sitting room, eh?
Bubbas Brainiac: I've been juggling a whole bunch of things lately.
||||||||| Jonathan walks in and says "It's 9:43 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
||||||||| Filthycleo climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:44 PM
Bubbas Brainiac: A tryst! A tryst!? Can I join?
Dr Headphones: it's been a while since i saw nancy
Jonathan: Be vewy vewy qwiet, I'm hunting fiwesign theatew membews. huhuhuhuh.
Dr Headphones: tryst is one of my favorite non a,e,i,o,u words
cease: we await silent trystero's empire
cease: or waste, to you
Dexter Fong: Any body got a tryskyt?
||||||||| 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 doctec disembarks at 9:45 PM.
doctec: tryst kit?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Doc
doctec: just for fooling around?
cease: hey doc
Bubbas Brainiac: Make your own trysts? I'm in!
Dexter Fong: In Gyd we tryst
Merlyn waves
doctec: evenin' all - i may be silent for stretches of time, gotta make some major headway on the lodestone e-commerce stuff for bubba
doctec: but i'll be on for the vast majority of the evening
Dexter Fong: No vast majority Doc, only seven here
cease: will have to learn how to get connected from the powerbook from all you experts before i revisit your country,
cease: probably sooner rather than later
Dr Headphones: hi tom
cease: strange place.
doctec: hey bubba can you make that newspaper article into a more standard graphic format?
||||||||| MarionDelgado enters at 9:49 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bubbas Brainiac: I thought pdf was standard.
MarionDelgado: hi from MajorityReport Chat
Jonathan: May we see your passport please?
Dexter Fong: Hi MRC
MarionDelgado: do any of the firesigners ever do this chat?
doctec: yeah but it's three friggin megabytes - something more lightweight, jpg or gif
Jonathan: Yes they do/
MarionDelgado: i did a situationist comedy and drama show in alaska that was a kind of cross between firesign and negativland
Bubbas Brainiac: okay, okay
Dexter Fong: MD: From time to time..if you visit the home page of this site, past chats with Firesigners is indicated
doctec: wow marion - good influences there
Dr Headphones: hi marion
MarionDelgado: yeah i have communicated with mark hosler of negativland
cease: hi marion. sounds interesting
doctec: don't mean to carp bb, just making the observation that a one-page newspaper article will be more accessible to people - and it's a nice bit of publicity, it ought to go up on a page in the new lodestone site
cease: any relation to carlos delgado?
MarionDelgado: probably our most firesignish feature was "the door to door Crusades for Christ"
cease: i'm, a jays fan. we just swept the angels
MarionDelgado: and another one, "Post Office Veterans"
doctec: - than if you distribute it as a three-plus megabyte pdf
doctec: but hey, that's just me ... :-)
cease: sounds like bukowsky
Bubbas Brainiac: I plan to use it as such...
Dr Headphones: crusade for christ brings back bad memories of younger times....
MarionDelgado: post office veterans was like a tv show version of platoon set at a post office with a lot of shootings
Dr Headphones: marion: a link to webpage for samples?
cease: you were in the crusades?
MarionDelgado: this was THE Crusades door-to-door
Dexter Fong: Ken: Todyas memories aren't any better for such things
Filthycleo: Campus Crusade for Christ maybe?
MarionDelgado: the US is the new promised Jerusalem of prophecy
cease: where is joe semple when you need him?
MarionDelgado: dr i will have that up again in about a month
doctec: crusader rabbit?
Dr Headphones: good, marion, we would appreciate it, i'm sure. at least i would! revisit here or email one of us to post here and/or newsgroup
cease: one of the first shows i ever saw on tv, or at least the first i ever remeber enjoying.
doctec: yes marion, always interested to hear what other people are doing in the realm of surreal audio comedy
cease: so long ago, it is beyond memory. all i recall is that i enjoyed it.
cease: you have any plays on line, marion?
MarionDelgado: nothing really
MarionDelgado: oh a coupole of parodies from the magazine that went with the show, yes
MarionDelgado: www.geocities.com/marion_delgado/Bert.html
MarionDelgado: if memory serves me
MarionDelgado: have a half dozen things there
MarionDelgado: Mind you, i did that before september 11
MarionDelgado: it raised more eyebrows after that
cease: wasn't Everything before sept 11?
Dexter Fong: 9/10 B.E.
||||||||| "9:59 PM? 9:59 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dave should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dave enters and sits on the couch.
Dave: hello all
Dexter Fong: Hi Dave
cease: hey dave
MarionDelgado: hi dave
Dr Headphones: hey dave
Jonathan: Dave Ossman?!
MarionDelgado: oh shoot cafe is closing soon
Dexter Fong: No Jonothan =))
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Jonathan: Darn it darn it darn it
cease: he has been here once, twice?
cease: bergman once, that i can recall. austin is the regular. proctor never, and he was the original computer guy
Dexter Fong: Sounds about right Cat....Phil A has been the most frequent visitor
Jonathan: I'm sorry. That was rude to the dave that's here.
cease: he was the last to enter the computer age.
doctec: jon: you'll know when a firesigner shows up here, their handle will appear in a red font instead of black
Dexter Fong: Don't worry Jonathan, Dave can't see you
Dr Headphones: jon: dave won't care i don' think
Dave: the Dave that's here is ok, and will never be as famous as the one he was mistaken for
doctec: marion: so go to the cafe, and then come back :)
cease: how do you know, dave?
doctec: austin generally doesn't show up until after 9 pdt
Dr Headphones: dave: don't say that, you never know. that is, unless the fat lady has already started singing....
doctec: so odds of you missing him are low
Jonathan: And what's the time now?
cease: quarter to 7
Dexter Fong: 9:45 EDT
Dr Headphones: doctec: you can miss even if at point blank range
doctec: well it's 9:45 pm edt, so that would make it 6:45 out on the best coast
Dexter Fong: Don't point that blank at me
Jonathan: Oh, we've got a while.
cease: good to see kobe scoring in the first half
doctec: yes
cease: any of you seen deadwood?
||||||||| "10:05 PM? 10:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Leftenanant Calley should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Leftenanant Calley enters and sits on the couch.
Dexter Fong: First episode onlyu
Leftenanant Calley: What, Mai Lai?
doctec: and it's a crap shoot, you never know if one of them will show up or not (more often that not, not)
Jonathan: And i have to go to bed soon I've got school tomorrow.
||||||||| 10:05 PM -- Filthycleo left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dr Headphones: hi, lt
cease: read great reviews of it in new yorker but when i watched it in la, was FAR too depressing. and this was after the Sopranos!
Dexter Fong: At ease Leftenant
Leftenanant Calley: School? Echh
Leftenanant Calley: oi
doctec: righty-o
Dexter Fong: Leftenanant, sorry and oi
doctec: pull yourself together leftenanant
Dr Headphones: was there ever a rightenant?
doctec: he's no fun he fell right apart
Jonathan: We're gonna ki ki ki ki
Dr Headphones: oi? there's a clue here somewhere...why do i think of sweet potatoes when i hear that word? ;)
cease: left tennant behind, of the 7th seal calvary?
Dexter Fong: Kiki Dee?
Leftenanant Calley: Ack I'm in peices!
Leftenanant Calley: OI
Leftenanant Calley: yes a clue, that
cease: no,he's capt. equinox today
Dexter Fong: He;s earlier than Catherwood
cease: only half a ki
Leftenanant Calley: Not til next moth cat
Jonathan: And now an excerpt from "Leather
Jonathan: hThighs"
Leftenanant Calley: Had to split it w/the sound effects man?
Bubbas Brainiac: Not Dead!
cease: had to spliff it with the sound effects, mon
Leftenanant Calley: Leather Thigh Highs?
Dr Headphones: i'm from the 10th walrus regiment myself
Jonathan: Leather thighs
Leftenanant Calley: I was the Walrus
Leftenanant Calley: gooo goo ga joob
Dexter Fong: Major ORca of the First Vancouver Pod
cease: great to have newcomers who actually know firesign lines
Dr Headphones: paul?
cease: that would be me
cease: only i'm a colonel now.
Leftenanant Calley: Oh, I'm not new
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from the yaws
||||||||| MarionDelgado - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: you sound like yamamoto, only your japanese is better
Dexter Fong: Your refurbished
Dr Headphones: i'm a kernel too, yellow corn that jimmy didn't crack and i don't care
Leftenanant Calley is mr yamamoto in a plain Mufti Can
cease: they're dropping like mars flies in a kliein bottle
Dexter Fong: He re-sealable
cease: pretty soon i'd drink anything
cease: doc, a major calamity has occured in BC boozeland
cease: remember the exquisite taste of okanagan apple cidre?
Dexter Fong: The Great Cidre Drout?
cease: they changed the label, ok, but also the taste. kept the name though.
Merlyn: major calumty?
cease: new stuff is enough to make me avoid liquor stores forever
Jonathan: I g2g.
Dexter Fong: Major Calamity, this is Jane...come in
cease: i had some great french ciddre in la, also france, but i am in neither place at present
cease: the death of this cidre is one of the greatest losses the human pallette can experience
Jonathan: see you guys later,
Dexter Fong: Night Jonathan
Dr Headphones: i've enver been to france unless you count martinique/guadaloupe/st.maarten
Dr Headphones: later, jon, come back any time on thursday nights
cease: by jon
cease: only to ten, phonehead
Dexter Fong: lol cat
doctec: bye jon
Merlyn: bye jon
Bubbas Brainiac: Nite, jonathan...
||||||||| Leftenanant Calley enters at 10:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Leftenanant Calley : goddamit
Dexter Fong: At ease Leftenanants
Leftenanant Calley : If I open skybird, it crashes my browser
Dr Headphones: i'm seeing double in the military contingent here
Leftenanant Calley : good lord!
Bubbas Brainiac: Ya aint got no friends on the left.. your right...
Leftenanant Calley : There are two of me but eveybody
Merlyn: maybe catherwood will show up and offer you a grape
Bubbas Brainiac: It's moores law... in 18 months there'll be 4 of him!
Dexter Fong: And give you back your goat
Leftenanant Calley : This Grape has the Grippe!
Dexter Fong: Othello has a law?
Dr Headphones: for those who might be interested, frontline on pbs (a few mintues here in the eastern zone) is about the commercialization of the music industry
Dexter Fong: WHo's sponsoring it?
Leftenanant Calley : I never had a goat before. Where the hell's that mule I've been dreaming of?
||||||||| Dave enters at 10:18 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease: michael moore's law?
Dexter Fong: Damn, another goat gone
Leftenanant Calley : Dex: The RIAA
Dr Headphones: lt: on your 40 acres, perhaps?
Dave: great Ken, those it's probably passed me up, oh well I've got my own tastes
cease: where's my mule?
Dexter Fong: RIAA = Realy Independent Air America?
Leftenanant Calley : Can't find that 40 acres, nust be in my Illinois Flak Jaquet I left in Saigon
cease: oh fuck, i forgot all about that. i had it on mute for the past hour
Dr Headphones: this show *might* be available on the web in a few days, some of their shows are
cease: i turn it on and it's a fuckin Ad!
Leftenanant Calley : I heard a starbucks comersh on Air America
Dexter Fong: Yam =) for Illinois
Dr Headphones: cat: yes, they don't last long though
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Jonathan - dead from measles
||||||||| Leftenanant Calley - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Leftenanant Calley : I love that joke
cease: fisher 5 for 7. a true fish of men
Merlyn: franken is ahead of rush in NYC in people under 45
Leftenanant Calley : Good lord, I don't look at all well
Dexter Fong: Will the Real Leftenanant Calley please stand down
cease: i heard that, merl. randi too
Leftenanant Calley : I'm Dead, this hasn't happened to me since "M"
Dexter Fong: "M" TV?
cease: there is a great hunger for this station
cease: grateful?
Leftenanant Calley : Well have you ever Heards Rush?
Dexter Fong: I'se heards 'im
doctec: limburger, what a rush
Merlyn: I've done drugs with rush
Leftenanant Calley : Is it any wonder Franken is ahead?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:22 PM, dragging klokwkdoggerel by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne in through the front door at 10:22 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Leftenanant Calley : E!
Dexter Fong: They enter together
Dr Headphones: i've gotten rushes from drugs too
Bubbas Brainiac: Eeeeeee!
Dr Headphones: hey klok, elayne
cease: hey el!
klokwkdoggerel: hmm, E -- we've got to stop meeting like this
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Leftenanant Calley : Well he's a Bum, Rush
Dexter Fong: Hiya E
Dexter Fong: Hi Klok
klokwkdoggerel: hi everybuddy
Leftenanant Calley : oi
cease: tick tock, it's klok
Dexter Fong: You home Klok or still visiting?
klokwkdoggerel is foregoing skybird for Ani DiFranco at the momento
Dr Headphones: visiting hours are over! please exit the horsepital through the main entrance
klokwkdoggerel returned to abode Sunday nite.
Leftenanant Calley : Doc Tec is stuck in his sub...
klokwkdoggerel: DIY recordmaking
Dr Headphones: klok: recordmaking? you drinking guiness again?
Dexter Fong: Still
doctec: sorry if i seem preoccupied, starting in on the 'help get bubba's shopping cart going again' project
klokwkdoggerel: no the interview on MBE
cease: how is the commute, el?
Dexter Fong: DT: THose shopping carts always have one stuck wheel
Elayne: Very long, Cat.
Elayne: Getting a little better, though, particularly as I know it'll only be in the short term.
Dexter Fong: E: YOur business move yet?
cease: i had a very long commute in tokyo, and used to read tons of books
Leftenanant Calley : where are ya now, E?
cease: very heavy books
klokwkdoggerel: ADF explaining how she did her own engineering on last record, Ken
Dr Headphones: cat: take them out of the lead covers
Dr Headphones: ah, now i get it.
Elayne: Yes, Dex. Business is in New Rochelle (by the Long Island Sound), home is at the Bronx/Yonkers border (by the Hudson River), so I have to travel from one river to another for my commute.
Elayne: Only 20 minutes by car, once I get one, but an hour and a half (at best) by bus(es).
cease: you gonna buy a car?
Dr Headphones: e: where is nassau county from you? their police force found my anti-bush website and checked it out this week
Dexter Fong: Elayne: You use-a speedy motor cruiser?
Elayne: My parents are going to buy me one, but they won't schlep up on a Saturday, and I can't take any weekdays off until my boss goes on his summer holiday.
Elayne: Dr H, isn't Nassau on Long Island?
Elayne: Funky Nassau...
Leftenanant Calley : yes
Leftenanant Calley : Nassau on LI
Dexter Fong: Boogie down the LIE
cease: sounds like nice parents, el
Dr Headphones: e: i have no idea at all. i thought it was bahamas
||||||||| "10:29 PM? I'm late!" exclaims klokwkdoggerel, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Outside, the 10:29 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving klokwkdoggerel coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Leftenanant Calley : NOBODY boogie on the LIE unless it's like 2am
Dexter Fong: Klok: Lays the old in and out game
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: i thought they put the balls on the other side
Elayne: I'd have go get to the Triborough Bridge before any of that, which means the Major Deegan. Who was Major Deegan anyway?
Elayne: And who are all these people?: http://www.worth1000.com/cache/contest/contestcache.asp?contest_id=2875&display=photoshop#entries
Dexter Fong: Elayne , ask Lt. Calley
Elayne: Ah, there we are.
Elayne: William Francis Deegan was born in what is now the Bronx in 1882. Educated as an architect at Cooper Union, he was commissioned as a captain in the Army Corps of Engineers, where he served under the command of General George Goethals, the builder of the Panama Canal. During World War I Deegan spent no time in the trenches; instead he oversaw the construction of army bases in and around New York, rising to the rank of major before war's end. After the war, he helped organize the returning veterans into the American Legion and in 1921 was named New York State Commander.
Leftenanant Calley : Major Deegan did a talent show
Elayne: Sounds like a party animal, doesn't he?
Leftenanant Calley : I like my answer better
Elayne: Deegan was a devoted Democrat, a political leader, and a personal friend of Mayor Jimmy Walker--maybe now you start to see why he had a highway named after him. In 1928 Walker appointed him the Tenement House Commissioner, what would today be called the Buildings Commissioner. In 1930 Deegan was given the chairmanship of the Mayor's Committee on Receptions to Distinguished Guests--he became the city's official greeter.
Dr Headphones: wow, my kind of guy
Dexter Fong whipsers to LC, (so did I)
cease: anybody see japan's secret empire on pbs last night?
Dr Headphones: DY-NO-MITE!
klokwkdoggerel: Major Deegan built the first plank road from New Amsterdam to Schulersville
Dr Headphones: cat: i slept through part of it, but watched the last hour
Elayne: Deegan was also elected President of the Bronx Chamber of Commerce. He felt obliged to resign when the chamber criticized Jimmy Walker, but otherwise the mayor's problems didn't hurt Bill, the original Teflon Man. He even stayed on as Tenement House Commissioner after Mayor Walker was removed from office for corruption by Governor Franklin D. Roosevelt. Every year, Deegan's friend's would host a party in his honor at the Concourse Plaza Hotel.
Elayne: Then Bill had to go and ruin everything by dying during an operation for appendicitis in 1932. His many friends launched a campaign to have the approach road leading from the new Triborough Bridge to the Grand Concourse named in his honor. After World War II, when Robert Moses pushed the original highway north along the Harlem River and through Van Cortland Park to connect with the New York State Thruway and upstate New York, "Deegan Boulevard" became the Major Deegan Expressway.
Dexter Fong: Cat: I douldn't, it's a secret
Elayne: That's from The Straight Dope: http://www.straightdope.com/mailbag/mdeegan.html
klokwkdoggerel: Cat - nobody told me about it; hush-hush and all that
cease: really good
Leftenanant Calley : My dope is crooked
Dr Headphones: straight dope rolls a lot better than that lumpy stuff
cease: i learned stuff, and that's unusual re japanese history.
Elayne: Yes Cat, we watched it. I thought George Takei needed to pep up a bit...
cease: loved the visuals as well
klokwkdoggerel: E - you can't believe half the stuff Cecil makes up, esp. about NYC; he's in Chicago
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 10:33 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease: you're right, kend.
Elayne: I also kept thinking, "the more things change, the more they stay the same..."
llanwydd: howdy
Dexter Fong: Hi Ilan
cease: hi welshman
Elayne: Hey Llan!
cease: indeed, el
Leftenanant Calley : oi
klokwkdoggerel: howdy yourself
Dr Headphones: howdy, wydd
cease: sounded like he'd been lost in one of star trek's further excursions and never quite made it back
llanwydd: what's Dear Friends 2? Never heard of it.
Merlyn: Hey people, go to http://www.hannity.com and vote for kerry
cease: there were 12, eh?
Dr Headphones: dammit, jim, i'm a doctor, not an ethicist!
Merlyn: 2 disk set
Dexter Fong: Cat: IS Skybird playing the radio shows or the album?
cease: i'm listening to janeane, not skybird
klokwkdoggerel: Oh! The commercial Dear Friends. I had that once
cease: czech it out for yerself. you've got the Prague!
cease: fuck commercials
llanwydd: I "used" to have DF as well. Sold all my albums
Dr Headphones: cat: use plenty of lubricant
klokwkdoggerel: maybe in Canada, Cat, where Alanis appears onstage nude, but not allowed in US commercials, no-no
cease: why, ll?
||||||||| Outside, the 10:37 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Jonathan coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
llanwydd: dire need of cash
Merlyn: hey jon
Dr Headphones: he's back.....
Jonathan: no firesigner,
klokwkdoggerel: probably the same reason we all did, Cat -- to pay for the drugs
Dr Headphones: not yet, if at all. it's hit or miss on that, there is no schedule, jon
Merlyn: nope, it'll say on the login page if any firesigner has logged in
Dexter Fong repairs to other room for refill
cease: always a good reason
Merlyn: If Phil Austin shows up, it's usually a bit later than now
Jonathan: I can only stay on for a while, guys.
klokwkdoggerel: ...unless they are sneaking in with an alias, Merlyn
Jonathan: Maybe longer.
||||||||| Dave enters at 10:39 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bubbas Brainiac: Alive again....
Dr Headphones: jon: if you're on a bedtime curfew because of school, maybe during the summer you will be lucky and stay up late on the right night
llanwydd: hey dave
klokwkdoggerel: Catherwood ought to have an 'ell of a lot of goats by now. Ah, perhaps Zinni's "Bay of Goats" is soon due...
Jonathan: I have summer school!
Bubbas Brainiac: http://lodestonecatalog.com/LTarticle2.pdf
Jonathan: (bangs head on wall)
Bubbas Brainiac: Was just working on resizing it so it wasnt too large (at Doc's suggestion)
Dr Headphones: klok: great piece in the nytimes, thanks for the tip
klokwkdoggerel: no more "my page is bigger than your page" high-school stuff, eh?
klokwkdoggerel: definitely, Ken
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bone-E-Boi', just granted probation at 10:41 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Leftenanant Calley : Summer school? I'm sorry
cease: hi bone
Dexter Fong: Hey BeB
llanwydd: hey bone
Bubbas Brainiac: Hey, Boiiiiiiii!
Leftenanant Calley : oi
Leftenanant Calley : Vince Ptomaines! I grew up there!
Leftenanant Calley : and threw up there....
Bubbas Brainiac: Vine Pommegranites?
Dexter Fong: Who didn't
Bone-E-Boi: halftime
Leftenanant Calley : which half?
Dexter Fong: that means it's only 5:12 here
Dr Headphones: bubba: nice article
Dr Headphones: bone
Bubbas Brainiac: Thanks.
Bubbas Brainiac: Only 30 minutes to every hour?
Bone-E-Boi: the whole beef half
Jonathan: Maybe I'll just leave the computer on all night.
Leftenanant Calley : Gimme 2
Dexter Fong: thats right Bubba: 12/3 1/2
Leftenanant Calley : then I'll have one!
cease: happy hamburger is all over the highway
Bubbas Brainiac: There were a couple of mistakes in it, but nothing to get upset about.
Dexter Fong: Just one side Cat
Bone-E-Boi: sorry, only one tub of slavs per family
cease: like odin's disc?
cease: y'all; know that borges story?
klokwkdoggerel: oooh, web video, too. mmmm
Dexter Fong: Can I give you a Czech?
Elayne: Hey, what are those Slavs doing in my tub?
Leftenanant Calley : Rub-a-dub-dub 30 slavs in a tub
cease: or the roland kirk 3-side album
Bubbas Brainiac: There's a balm in my tub!
cease: i'll havel one of those
Elayne: Oh, it's the backstroke, never mind.
Dexter Fong: Then you must be in Giulead
Bone-E-Boi: the slavs are scoring well and defending respectably
doctec: gotta check out for a few minutes - back soon
cease: no, that's a fart, ben
klokwkdoggerel was listening to The Ukranians earlier this evening, a big tub of slavs 4 sure
||||||||| doctec departs at 10:46 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bubbas Brainiac: Actually, Gilligan-ead.
Leftenanant Calley : y, I'm going to bed, meself. 12 hr day and that
Bubbas Brainiac: Skipperrrrrrrrrrr!
Dexter Fong: Golly Gilligan-head
||||||||| "10:46 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Leftenanant Calley , who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Dr Headphones: don't go taking any three-hour cruises, bub!
cease: hey, I'm a ukranian. at least on my mother's side
klokwkdoggerel: nite Lt
Bone-E-Boi: contrary to superstion, Vlad is not a vampire.
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 10:47 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease: if a round person can be said to have a side
Bunnyboy: lo dere
klokwkdoggerel: nite DT
Bubbas Brainiac: It ALWAYS a three hour cruise....
klokwkdoggerel: hi BB
cease: hi bun
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
Merlyn: hey BB
Bunnyboy: The Sextuple B's, again
klokwkdoggerel is suddenly consumed with typing greetings and farewells...
Bubbas Brainiac: Its a reguiar B festival here.
Dr Headphones: call the apiarist! the Bs are attacking
Bunnyboy: http://www.pythonline.com/plugs/idle/FCCSong.mp3
Bunnyboy: lovely tune...
Bubbas Brainiac: Actually, its a Cicada festival here in Indiana.
Dr Headphones: bun: i heard that one, wonderful piece of work :)
klokwkdoggerel finally heard the cover of Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven" but done with the lyrics to "Gilligan's Island"
Bone-E-Boi: Vlad does not spend the off-season in an XXXL casket.
Elayne: Oh yes, I love that FCC song.
Elayne: I played that for Robin the other day.
llanwydd: ß𩪺
Elayne: Tasty cicadas! Mmm, them's eats. At least that's what I hear.
Bunnyboy: Happy Hamburger!
Bubbas Brainiac: Yep.... heard a recipe for cidada/rhubarb pie on the radio the other day.
Dr Headphones: e: last night on letterman he had insect guy with battered tempura cicadas and then chocolate covered dry roasted for dessert
klokwkdoggerel: it's not really a good cycle until there's enough that you can either ski on them or watch cars slide off the road on them...
Bone-E-Boi: Did you hear that Al Franken stomped Rush Limbaugh in the ratings?
Merlyn: but you can only eat them every 17 years!
||||||||| Redacted Fong enters at 10:49 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bunnyboy: SFX: Crickets
Bone-E-Boi: Al "the Franchise" Franken.
klokwkdoggerel: worse'n wet leaves or a cane toad migration
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Redacted Fong: Eric Idle shut me pc down
||||||||| "10:50 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Bubbas Brainiac: I'm not worried about the cidadas -- I figure they're 17 years old: they just want to make noise and get laid like any 17 year old.
||||||||| "10:50 PM? 10:50 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bunnyboy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bunnyboy enters and sits on the couch.
Dr Headphones: merlyn: the magic of freeze dried foods or canning should be talked about here
Bunnyboy: lo again
klokwkdoggerel: that's nothing, Lonnie Donnegan tied me kangaroo down, sport
Bubbas Brainiac: Cicada Cool: Live fast. Die young. Leave a crunchy corpse.
Bunnyboy: no refreshment, after awhile, here
cease: -what's up, bunny?
cease: are you watching the laker game?
Bunnyboy: Didja hear the Spike Milligan news?
Dr Headphones: the nymphs (another one of those non-a,e,i,o.u words i like) haven't emerged yet here
cease: capt, i've turned into a kangaroo!
cease: beam me down, scotty
Redacted Fong: Time for a nymph tryst
Bubbas Brainiac: Eye eye, Cap'n
Bunnyboy: Almost 2 years since his death, he finally gets the inscription he wanted, on his headstone.
llanwydd: what about spike?
klokwkdoggerel: notify Mr. Greenjeans
Dr Headphones: bun: what is it?
klokwkdoggerel: you'd think tombstones would have LCD displays, so that the dead can update their epitaphs...
Dr Headphones: and i think it's been less than a year, hasn't it? or am i aging more quickly than i thought i was?
||||||||| "I'm going to The Auditorium" says Jonathan, and leaves.
Bunnyboy: The only concession was, it had to be written in Gaelic. Translated:
cease: farts for industry, farts for the dead!
Bunnyboy: "I told you I was ill."
Jonathan: I did not.
Redacted Fong: Ilan: Can you translate that for us?
||||||||| Jonathan climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 10:53 PM
Dr Headphones: klok: bluetooth updating?
llanwydd: translate what?
Bubbas Brainiac: Like Spike... I wanna be like Spike....
Bunnyboy: Wireless service?
cease: you dont have to be in bed yet, jon?
Bunnyboy: (sings) I've got no strings to hold me UP...
klokwkdoggerel: well I suppose you could contract it out to someone else who's dead, but I'm not sure King Bluetooth would be up on modern technology...
Elayne: Concentration not there tonight. See you next week.
Redacted Fong: ILan: Spikes epitaph into Gaelic, or perhaps Welsh, maybe Cockney
||||||||| "10:54 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Elayne, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: do the right think, bub
Bubbas Brainiac: bluetooth? brush!
cease: by el
klokwkdoggerel: This is not the commercial Dear Friends 2
Dr Headphones: he was barbarosa's brother, wasn't he?
klokwkdoggerel: no, that was Gary Busey, wasn't it?
Bubbas Brainiac: or Barbarella's brother....
Bunnyboy: Bluetooth. Isn't that what they're legally required to call Bluto in Prague?
Bunnyboy: Or is it Seahag? I forget...
Dr Headphones: bluto in prague is flip side of orpheus in hades
klokwkdoggerel: Copenhagen
klokwkdoggerel: or cooper's haven for those who died very early...
Redacted Fong: Sponser of Snuff Films
Bubbas Brainiac: Thats'nuff aleady!
Redacted Fong: Klok: They put them in barrels?
Bunnyboy: (sings) I'm strong and slapdash-ish, 'cause I ate some hashish...
cease: my servants are in those barrels
klokwkdoggerel: no, it's an Indo-European root for trader; I forget now the exact etymology
Redacted Fong: But don't say a Kadish
Dr Headphones: nick harcourt on frontline. isn't he the "morning becomes elective" guy?
klokwkdoggerel: yeah, Ken
llanwydd: It would go like this: clydfflwbergoch tawyn caensnyffl blwyd lytmeawtahyr
cease: i'll watch that at 9 here, kend
klokwkdoggerel: He just finished with Ani DiFranco at 10:30 PM, so I guess he could be on camera
Redacted Fong: Thank you Ilan =))
Bunnyboy: Man! That Muslim cleric they arrested in Britain is a cartoon villain. Opaque eye, metal hook for a hand...
Dr Headphones: llan: i agree wholeheartedly!
Bone-E-Boi: Countdown with Keith Olbermann on MS/NBC. Has anyone heard of that show? This evening Keith reported that Al Franken stomped Rush Limbaugh in the radio ratings. Nothing about it at the MS/NBC website. I'll have to wait until tomorrow for the transcript.
Dr Headphones: bun: i bet he doesn't scratch his balls with left hand!
Redacted Fong: Ken: He likes it that way
Dr Headphones: bone: i rarely watch it, but i do visit their website for "altercations"
klokwkdoggerel: Yeah, Bunny, they are working overtime to keep up with the people we put in to staff Abu Ghraib.
Bone-E-Boi: Is everyone ignoring me or is everyone sick of talking about Al Franken?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Redacted Fong: Altercation? Isn't that the problem with all those catholic priests?
||||||||| Dave enters at 11:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bunnyboy: Dubya decided to demolish that Iraqi prison because he got tired of the "Abdul Grab" jokes around the water cooler.
cease: no, i'd love to talk about al. i wake up to his show and enjoy it immensely
klokwkdoggerel: All those nice people CACI hired from Israeli Secret Police and South African Secret Police and Pinochet's Secret Police, real pieces of work...
Merlyn: unless he's eating
cease: great to see the oy yoy yoy show getting better
cease: are any of you listing to air america now?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bunnyboy: Franken rocks!
Bone-E-Boi: Evidently he's the biggest thing since Howard Stern, cease.
llanwydd: I'm very happy to hear that Franken beat Limbaugh but I'm not so crazy about Franken
Dr Headphones: i like al franken, just don't listen as often as i should
Redacted Fong raises a stein to Franken
cease: i have never heard a boring moment on air america. not counting the ads
Merlyn: But a successful Air America makes a Firesign show more likely
Bunnyboy: And I lucked into seeing Michael Moore accept the Palm D'Or at Cannes live, on IFC, last Saturday morning.
Bone-E-Boi: Yesterday Al Gore got confused and thought he was Al Franken.
klokwkdoggerel never thought he was very funny, but he's light years beyond the right-wing types. It takes determination to do that stuff every day, day after day.
cease: some alt. firesign guy put me down for wanting to do some spots for the network, saying franken, janeane were the pros.
cease: well fuck, firesign are the poetry!
Bunnyboy: Again, a fun tune...
Bunnyboy: http://www.pythonline.com/plugs/idle/FCCSong.mp3
Dr Headphones: al gore actually got emotional! someone must have forgotten to give him his meds
cease: y'all catch al gore's speech? if he'd done that 4 years ago, he'd be prez now
Bunnyboy: And I am the Walrus.
Bunnyboy: No, that was Paul. Never mind.
Merlyn: franken & janeane are radio amateurs, cat, you and I are more familiar with the medium
Dr Headphones: well, cat, some of us believe that he IS president....
cease: indeed, merl. but they have a following.
Redacted Fong: The only President of the United States that was never....
cease: people know who they are, even if they dont know much about the aural realm
Bunnyboy: Did y'all hear about Kerry's jibe in Seattle?
Bunnyboy: He said gas prices were so high, Bill Gates and Paul Allen were forced to carpool.
Dr Headphones: the "training wheels" thing?
llanwydd: what did he jibe?
klokwkdoggerel: about Bush's bike mishap? that the training wheels fell off?
Redacted Fong: The Ship of State
Bunnyboy: How did that Redacted Fong get back in here?
Bunnyboy: Hiya Dex
llanwydd: so what's the possible solution to the gas crisis?
Redacted Fong: Hiyah Bunny, your Eric Idle ploy almost got me
klokwkdoggerel: yeah, if we can't redact him, we ought to deprecate him
Bubbas Brainiac sings "I dont wanna sail on this ship of fools..."
Redacted Fong: Do Dah Do Dah
klokwkdoggerel: stop driving?
cease: did doctec leave?
Bunnyboy: Ah, the old cellophane covered Memory Loop -PP
Bubbas Brainiac: State, fools, same thing.
Redacted Fong: Drive other peoples cars
cease: driving la freeways this week. weird with a damaged beard.
Bone-E-Boi: I read about Fighting Clowns being a play-on-words by Phil Austin about the buoys bickering at each other like CSN&Y and becoming superficial comics. He had nothing to worry about. The lyrics to Agent Orange alone are as intense enough... Nothing bozoeque about 'em.
Bubbas Brainiac: Yes, cat, he stepped out for a minute 20 minutes ago.
cease: antgelope freeway, one 64th mile
cease: wasnt that interesting, bone?
Dr Headphones: superficial comics? NEVER!
Bubbas Brainiac: Steroid freeway 1/64th male....
Bunnyboy: "Unreleased recordings of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, fighting backstage at the Fillmore..."
Bone-E-Boi: are intense enough... nothing bozoesque about 'em.
Redacted Fong: 'here's an echo in here
cease: bozo's is my fave album. nothing could be more in tents
cease: speaking of tents, anyone read fierce invalids home from hot climates?
Bone-E-Boi: get yer rhoids here, get yer crank, get yet crack...
cease: made my trip to la
Jonathan: i love bozos
klokwkdoggerel: who and what about Cat?
Bone-E-Boi: Fighting Clowns is very under-rated.
Bubbas Brainiac: And bozos love you, too.
Jonathan: I mean the albun cease was talking about.
Dr Headphones: jesus loves bozos also, don't forget that
Redacted Fong: Bone: I very much agree..I think people are kinda put off by the musical aspect of it
Bone-E-Boi: "I'm ready to quit." "Yeah, I'll rejoin the Doobie brothers."
llanwydd: I don't see much to like in Fighting Clowns but for some reason I like Lawyer's Hospital a lot
Redacted Fong: "I'm gonna paint houses in the valley
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bubbas Brainiac sings "Jesus loves the little Bozos... All the Bozos of the world..."
Bone-E-Boi: ludes, ludes
Bunnyboy: cat: Bunnette, Henry and I almost took our vacation in B.C. this coming July. Unfortunately, the place we were looking at was already booked. So we settled on the Oregon coast.
Redacted Fong: Settlers, Ho!
Bunnyboy: Bone: Yeah, he became a defense consultant, instead.
Merlyn: Dave just DIED and you're talking about Oregon?
Jonathan: I mean the album bubbas.
Dr Headphones: dex: dont' do it in the valley, get high and do it in the mountains
Redacted Fong: Skunk works, why don't you?
Bubbas Brainiac: ".. Pink and blue and red and orange...."
Bubbas Brainiac: "... they are precious to his door-hinge..."
klokwkdoggerel: who's this doing Bonnie Banks O' Loch Lomond?
cease: come on by, bunny. we have a house bigger than some cities i've lived in
Bunnyboy: Merl: Quelle est?
Jonathan: Dave did not nay will not die in vain
cease: he died in washington dc
klokwkdoggerel: it's legal now, Merlyn, but LOL
Dr Headphones: and he didn't die in washington, d.c. either
Bone-E-Boi: http://armagost.blogspot.com/2004/05/hangin-with-my-homies-at-da-stata-mit.html
Bubbas Brainiac: Ike now, Jon. Ike know.
Jonathan: I was actually refferring to the lord kitchener bit.
Bone-E-Boi: should have been hangin wit my homies at da Stata MIT
Bunnyboy: Dave? Not...me?
cease: how did you become a firesign fan, jon?
klokwkdoggerel is still waiting for Cat to tell him who wrote it and what it's about
Redacted Fong: I was at the Oven MIT convention
Bubbas Brainiac: ... or the lord bitchner kit....
Bunnyboy: Not "Dave", of chat fame?
cease: wrote what, klok? i come and go and then i cant see what others have said
klokwkdoggerel: fierce invalids
Redacted Fong: Cat: Something about fiierce invalids home from the desert
cease: tom robbins
Redacted Fong: Home from the sea
Dr Headphones: klok: what a strange novel that was. read it last year
cease: a firesonian author
klokwkdoggerel: and who was just live on Skybird?
Jonathan: Well, my dad was a fan and he gave me the shoes for industry compilation. I asked for the albums for christmas and boom! I was hooked.
Bone-E-Boi: aka Toon Town or Zippy's Home Away From Home.
cease: i've read all of his books. so should you all, if you appreciate firesonian word play
cease: good for you, jon
Dr Headphones: jon: it's marvelous to hear that!
Redacted Fong: Wow! A second generationer
cease: you say "was" is he no longer a fan?
Bone-E-Boi: Yow!
Bubbas Brainiac: I came across an australian rock band called Firesign....
cease: an air conditioner?
klokwkdoggerel: oh sheesh, another Robbins? Did he manage to get a good ending, finally? His books seem to peter out to me, at least Roadside, Cowgirls and Woodpecker did
||||||||| doctec enters at 11:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Jonathan: He still IS a fan.
Bunnyboy: Okay, now I'm concerned. Nobody REALLY passed on, did they?
cease: oo, the lakers are cookin!
Bone-E-Boi: Nobody died and nobody noticed.
klokwkdoggerel: ceiling or floor?
Merlyn: no, BB
llanwydd: cool story, jon. what ones did you get for Christmas?
Bubbas Brainiac: Welcome back... your dreams were your ticket out...
cease: yeah, there's that, klok. he's more about process than destination. but the trip is Fine
Redacted Fong: Passed over, passed on, passed out...pass the Doobie Brothers on the left...that'l freak em out
Merlyn: bubba, I've seen the Firesign band on the web too
Bunnyboy: Whew
Jonathan: How can you be and bozos
doctec: sorry, pc problems
Jonathan: i mean dwarf
Bunnyboy: Damn you, Merlyn! ; )
cease: i read most of the book on planes, or in hotels. the best place to transcend
Jonathan: I bought bozos on my own.
klokwkdoggerel: Bunny - I think it's just reference to Dave's amazing rate of appearing and getting killed off again
Bubbas Brainiac: Nothing major, I hope, doc.
Bone-E-Boi: Your PC didn't like the joke about carrying the bum?
llanwydd: 2 Places is their best in my opinion
cease: the vinyl,, jon, or the cd?
Bunnyboy: (sings) Beer! Beer! Beer! said the privates!
Jonathan: The cd.
Jonathan: Thanks. Dr. Headphones
cease: i got the vinyl in the mail when i first moved to japan in 71 but prefer the cd
Bone-E-Boi: and after they said you're going to start menstuating soon I got the blue screen.
klokwkdoggerel: pc problems can be the wurst. i lost a backup battery the other day, was horrific figuring it out
Redacted Fong: 'ail! 'ail! 'ail! said the Centurions
cease: private parts, reporting for duty, sir
cease: hey merl, did you ever get that Hour Hour stuff i sent you up on the firesite?
Bunnyboy: Dwarf is penultimate.
cease: ossman as Private Parts i thought was Hilarious on that
Jonathan: I should be in bed. I'm such a procrastinator.
Redacted Fong: It's all good man
Bone-E-Boi: so I was yelling at my laptop IT WAS IN CHARACTER!
Redacted Fong: Jon: I didn't know you collected stamps
klokwkdoggerel: the good news, DT, is that Job Lots now have 2032 lithium cells, 3 for 99¢; makes it almost painless to prophylaphtically replace 'em now and then
cease: i think of the first 4 albums as a set, and a better set of anything has not been done, in my far from humble opinoin
Jonathan: Ok dr. headphones.
Bunnyboy: And let's all give it up for THE CASE OF THE MISSING SHOE!
cease: what kinda lap top you got, bone?
Bunnyboy: SFX: Crickets....crickets...crickets...
cease: is your wife telling you that, jon?
Bunnyboy: Anybody?
Merlyn: I haven't yet cat, I should get going on that. I wanted to get an OK first, but I think Austin did already
Dr Headphones: better a procrastinator than anticrastinator
Bone-E-Boi: no good. blue screen. mickey mouse pc.
llanwydd: missing shoe is great!
llanwydd: ...your local Chevrolet bottler!
Bunnyboy: Actually, there ARE some fine nuggets in MISSING SHOE. Just kinda patchwork, is all.
klokwkdoggerel: well, Cat, I think the first ones were very cosmic; very broad, and very anchored in their time, too. Later ones have had more sublety
cease: just got the new power book. a motherfucker
Merlyn: I have it up at http://firesigntheater.com/hour/ cat, just not announced yet
Dr Headphones: klok: your batteries have sex and need condoms?
Bone-E-Boi: brb
cease: anchored, klok? no. if so, how could they still talk to us now?
klokwkdoggerel: it's also reminiscent of bar bands that play material for years, then record it; once that well of fine-tuned stichk is empty, then creating new gets pretty grim if it's to equal what came before
cease: ok, merl. just wanted to establish the riffs i can refer to that others can hear
cease: i want bergman, et al to want this stuff up on some sort of firesign site but there may be good reason they dont' want to. rememberr how austin complalined about the hour hour show, how much it wasnt fun, at least for him?
klokwkdoggerel: oh it's petits madelaines stuff for us, Cat. stimulates whole memory archives and transports us
Merlyn: dunno cat
Redacted Fong: Cat: Why do you think PA wasn't having fun on it, the ones I've heard, he's very present and very funny?
cease: my firesign initiantion was from their first days and i still can experience the frenetic joy of those productions, time dependent as they be
Dr Headphones: ok, dear friends, i think it's time for me to say "adieu" and "hasta la victrola". goodnight to all
Bunnyboy: I'll see your Proust, and raise you a Joyce.
Redacted Fong: Night Ken, see you in two
cease: yes, dex, i thought so, but he would know better than us, eh?
Bunnyboy: nite Ken
llanwydd: nite doc h
klokwkdoggerel: but someone not from that time has trouble, it's like us listening to "White Cliffs of Dover": it has no resonance of the time or place
cease: by kend
klokwkdoggerel: nite Ken
Merlyn: cat, can you ID the two clips in that dir?
Merlyn: well, I have dates for both, so I guess I don't need them
||||||||| Dr Headphones rushes off, saying "11:25 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Redacted Fong: Cat: I do know that during one of the H-H shows when they were pitching for the station, he and PB got into a seriousdisagreement, and he wlked
cease: my big dog has just entered the room. a small ocean could be squeezed from his fur
cease: maybe, merl. i'll ask doc's help
Merlyn: I'll play a bleeped version of eric idle's "fuck the FCC" song
Bunnyboy: "This madelaine...and this tea...why, it reminds me of...the kidney I had for breakfast. *BLEARRRRGH!*
Merlyn: on my radio show
klokwkdoggerel: weigh oh weigh, Merlyn. silly to be flowin', but no canna stay...
Redacted Fong: Bun: YOU kid'n me?
Jonathan: I've just been caught. I'm defeinitely goin to bed now.
klokwkdoggerel: is it already the monsoon there, Cat? I thought it was about to burn to the ground based on NYT article today
llanwydd: bunnyb, what is a madelaine?
Bunnyboy: If Proust met Joyce in the forest, would anyone remember?
cease: havent heard it yet, but will soon.
Redacted Fong: And no flashlights under the covers, Jonathan
klokwkdoggerel: LOL Bun
cease: tons of rain here, klok, but we nee dit
cease: when we left la, it was raining
cease: good one, bun
llanwydd: I know it's getting bad when tea tastes like a kidney
Bunnyboy: Jonathan: Caught? Run!
||||||||| Bone-E-Boi says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bone-E-Boi exits at 11:27 PM.
||||||||| Bone-E-Boi enters at 11:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bone-E-Boi: which way did I go?
Redacted Fong: Another goat napping
klokwkdoggerel: it's like a bun, Ilan; it's like a cake; it's like a pastry
Bunnyboy: llanwydd: It's a cookie. It sparks a whole lotta memory verbiage in REMEMBERANCE OF THINGS PAST, by Marcel Proust.
llanwydd: wonder if I've ever had a madelaine or something like one
klokwkdoggerel: it's like what Alice ate, the way Proust goes on about them... ;-)
Bone-E-Boi: what does "Hot Buns, Open for Business" mean?
Redacted Fong: "A LA Temps Perdu"
Bunnyboy: Yes, cake. Sorry.
klokwkdoggerel: recherie to you to, Dex
Redacted Fong: It means your gonna get lucky, BEB
klokwkdoggerel: too
Bunnyboy: Sugar and regrets.
llanwydd: I started to read Recherche but I got bored pretty quick
klokwkdoggerel: you have to use the Swann's Way technique, Ilan
Redacted Fong: Cherche was good, but the sequal..pppppphhhhhhttttttt!
Bone-E-Boi: or perhaps you're going to receive an interesting photocopy in the interoffice mail.
Bunnyboy: I've read the first 2 of the 8 volumes. Sometime soon, I'll probably launch in Book 3. It's only been about 2 years since I finished the first 2.
klokwkdoggerel: It's been called the greatest novel of the 20th century
cease: i have a long riff on proust on a video i made for austin
Merlyn: cat, are both the clips from you? (hour hour)
Redacted Fong: What hasn't
cease: no, that would be lord of the rings
Merlyn: one is june 21, other june 28
cease: yes, merl
klokwkdoggerel: but then, so has Lord of the Rings
Bunnyboy: ULYSSES is a fun read.
cease: ive read it ttwice, bun
Bunnyboy: Annnnnnnnd, lemme find something...
cease: but then i've read lor somewhere between 20-30 times
klokwkdoggerel: but nobody puts together festivals and reads the whole darn thing aloud every year, I'll say that
Bone-E-Boi: I like what Prof. Irwin Corey had to say about Gravity's Rainbow.
llanwydd: I'm reading "The Source" by James Michener
Bunnyboy: This is a lovely olde link...
Bunnyboy: http://www.bway.net/~hunger/ulysses.html
cease: i read that decades ago
cease: he's a good writer
Bunnyboy: cat: You and Christopher Lee.
cease: i read his Iberia while in spain recently. really magnified the genreal magnificence of the country
klokwkdoggerel just wants once to get a picture of himself in front of the Ballast Office in Dublin and then he'll be happy (whether the clock epiphanizes or not)
llanwydd: I'm a Michener fan. My favorite is "Alaska"
Bubbas Brainiac: I'm not really dead....
cease: bone, you[re in la, right?
klokwkdoggerel can't stand Michner and likes what FST has to say about "Gravity's Rainbow" better ;-)
cease: depends on what you call dead, bub
cease: havent read that, but many others
Bone-E-Boi: Thomas Pynchon is a Spike Jones and Doodles Weaver fan. Surely someone has played a Firesign or a Zappa record for him. Maybe they're not corny enough.
doctec: klok: is the ani difranco thing on kcrw from a show taped earlier today?
klokwkdoggerel: don't move towards Oregon, Bubba!
Bubbas Brainiac: Okay, okay... I'm dead. I admit it.
cease: i've read crying of lot 49 almost 49 times
klokwkdoggerel: yeah, DT, it was Morning Becomes Eclectic rebroadcast on KCRW - Music online channel from 7:30 EDT-10:30PM
Bunnyboy: lo doc
Bone-E-Boi: We should send Doctor Demento to Thomas Pynchon. COD.
Bubbas Brainiac: Me just once.
cease: hey doc
klokwkdoggerel: should pop up in their archived list shortly (tomorrow?). I heard mention of studio video too! Yum.
Bunnyboy: That fish'll smell by the time it gets there. Ark-ark!
Bunnyboy: And he got no nose!
klokwkdoggerel struggled thru the first quarter of Vineland and gave up
Bone-E-Boi: Saw the Kids Are Alright on cable again last night. Keith Moon looks like Harry Shearer. Or am I losing my mind?
doctec: thanks klok - i will let lili know (she's in australia now, working her little fingers off writing migration docs - she just took off for lunch with other office people - it's 1:20pm friday in sydney)
doctec: she has to share a room with 6 other people so doing the fst chat thing is problematic
Bunnyboy: "I am the Lord, your COD! You shall have no other FISH before me!"
klokwkdoggerel: egad
Redacted Fong: "Shed the scales from you eyes"
Merlyn: doesn't seem to be FT any more on skybird...
klokwkdoggerel: they ran off the end at 11PM or so Merlyn
||||||||| "11:39 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bone-E-Boi, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| "11:39 PM? 11:39 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bone-E-Boi should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bone-E-Boi enters and sits on the couch.
Merlyn: ok kwg
Bunnyboy: I just picked up THE CHRONOLOGICAL DONALD, the first official Donald Duck DVD collection. It's sweet.
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Jonathan - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bone-E-Boi: I gave up with about eighty pages left to go in that C.S. Lewis trilogy... but I intend to read it all over again from the beginning someday.
Bunnyboy: And I'm not usually a Disney backer.
cease: was it a cartoon in salon about pyncheon recently< very funny, wherever
klokwkdoggerel: which one, Cat?
klokwkdoggerel: Lewis got too literal for me; I stuck with Tolkien
klokwkdoggerel: if I want religion, I'll read Pilgrim's Progress...
Bunnyboy: So, a 12 disc box to look forward to around the holidays?
Bunnyboy: LOTR, that is. 6 discs now, 12 discs then.
Bone-E-Boi: these are novels that would be difficult to adapt into screenplays
llanwydd: going to bed. Tell Phil I said hi.
klokwkdoggerel: any idea about the $ damage, Bun?
Redacted Fong: NIght ILan
klokwkdoggerel: nite Ilan
Bunnyboy: The box of the first 9 eps of SCTV NETWORK 90 is out, a week from Tuesday. Hee!
llanwydd: nite folks
klokwkdoggerel: Is there an Appearance scheduled?
Bunnyboy: nite llan
Bubbas Brainiac: Sometime after christmas I'm going to sit down with a LOT of popcorn for the 12 hour extended edition LOTR marathon...
Bone-E-Boi: nite llanwydd
doctec: nite l
Bubbas Brainiac: Nyte, IL
klokwkdoggerel: I've been delaying buying any LOTR DVDs waiting for the full set
klokwkdoggerel: and of course, now they're going to do The Hobbit
Bunnyboy: 12 hours? Try 80 or 90, if you include all the featurettes!
doctec: bb: re SCTV - wow, that's great news - they are fully restored, no material edited out?
Redacted Fong: Klok: YOu want to wait for the "Making of the DVD's" that a six disc collection
klokwkdoggerel: I'll wait until it settles, yes
Redacted Fong: Bunny: Are the first -30 minute shows- out, do you know?
Bubbas Brainiac: And then there's teh making of the making of DVDs....
doctec: and "the making of the labels for the dvds dvd"
Bunnyboy: doc: From what I understand, they're the original NBC series eps, with musical guests and all.
Merlyn: doc, do you think it's OK to put up the hour hour page with a couple of clips (7 and 10 minutes)? I think Austin gave us an OK
cease: i was outsourced once again
Merlyn: see http://firesigntheater.com/hour/
doctec: bb: getting the clearances for all those music acts must have been a herculean task
Bone-E-Boi: a mr r clem was outsourced
cease: , merl, can you get more specific permission? i wouldnt want to alienate the lads
Bunnyboy: One review I read months ago said that the tape master isn't as vibrant as most, but that reviewer might have been nitpicking.
klokwkdoggerel: It's funny - WETA are kind of spinning their wheels now until King Kong SFX ramps up, so they're marketing their processing cluster capacity -- thousands of computers.
Merlyn: OK cat
doctec: merl: yes as i recall austin had no problem with us putting up the really old out of print stuff that no one can get through other channels (unless you're dex's kid)
Merlyn: clusterfucks R us
cease: there's a long list of former friends who are no longer, cuz they abused the relationship in some way. i do not wish to join that list
Redacted Fong: Doc: =))
doctec: (and have the time and impetus to seek out all the mp3s of firesign stuff in the various nooks and crannies of the web)
cease: you are in touch (as it were) with bergman. he seems to be the touchiest, eh?
Bunnyboy: Fong: Alas, no projected release for the unedited, original half-hour SCTV eps. Just the NBC comps. But that's still bitchin!
Redacted Fong: Indeed Bun
cease: up by 12 with 5 minutes left
cease: you aint got no friends on your left
Bunnyboy: doc: Clearances? Naw, they were CANADIAN musicians...
doctec: cease: as i recall, the thing bergman was touchiest about was people making money off their old stuff without them getting their cut
Bunnyboy: Oops!
Bunnyboy: Hee!
cease: that's my point exactly, doc
Bunnyboy: I hadn't thought about the music licensing. I know that Levon Helm is on the first ep.
cease: there is no reason the lads should not make money from their work
cease: if they did, reliabley, there'd be a lot more of them, i think
||||||||| It's 11:50 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...
doctec: as far as promoting firesign work (even old stuff) on their own site, in the form of mp3s or real audio you can download or stream, no, i don't think any of them have a problem with it
cease: how do you know that, doc?
doctec: the only reservation i've ever heard from any of them was that the group did not want to appear as if they're wallowing in their past glories
Merlyn: OK, I've sent off to get permission. I'm going to play some battlefield 1942 on my son's computer, so I may be back later...
Redacted Fong: It's too bad they can't somehow get a process together where the material is made available on CD at a reasonable price with them getting the bulk of the proceeds
klokwkdoggerel: I've been thinking that artistic performances (music, video, etc.) in a Gmail context might make sense, instead of owning a physical manifestation or permanent local stream
Merlyn: byeee
||||||||| At 11:51 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Merlyn!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
doctec: ...they want people to focus on the fact that they're still together and creating new stuff (at least they were there for a while, until the rhino deal petered out and whirlwind screwed everyone)
Bunnyboy: nite Merl
klokwkdoggerel: nite Merlyn
Redacted Fong: Bye Merl
cease: there was So Much New Firesign up until recently
cease: by merl
cease: indeed, dex
Bunnyboy: doc: And what about Artemis? Any heat there?
Redacted Fong: I'm getting off here too. See you all in two weeks
klokwkdoggerel: nite Dex -- happy Paris!
Bubbas Brainiac: Nite Dex.
||||||||| Bone-E-Boi says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bone-E-Boi exits at 11:53 PM.
doctec: have a good one dex - talk atcha when you return
Redacted Fong: Thanks Klok
Redacted Fong: and Doc
Bunnyboy: And any sign of an NPR resurgence, now that that tired old Bob Edwards is gone?
doctec: i'm going to take off as well - got to spend another couple hours poking through old code
klokwkdoggerel: good luck, Doc. Cu nxt wk
Redacted Fong: Bon Soir, Bon Nuit and au privave
Bunnyboy: I kid. Bob Edwards is a wonderful man.
cease: by doc. keep in touch, eh?
klokwkdoggerel: say hi to lili
doctec: (maybe not a couple hours, if i get too groggy and lose concentration) - i will klok thanks
Bunnyboy: nite doc
doctec: cat: i will
cease: i do not know where i'll be from week to week, but hopefuly can log on from somewhere
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzz..............
: What ya know. A conference in San Diego. http://www.cslewis.org/programs/regional/west/2004/index.html Nite.
||||||||| doctec leaves at 11:54 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
: Nite Doc. What ya know. A conference in San Diego. http://www.cslewis.org/programs/regional/west/2004/index.html
Bunnyboy: nite Dex
klokwkdoggerel: i'm slipping away too, now. 11:30 PM on the right coast, no matter what that doddering fool Catherwood sez
Bubbas Brainiac: Me too, wiht the leaving thing
klokwkdoggerel: whoosh!
||||||||| "11:55 PM? I'm late!" exclaims klokwkdoggerel, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
: Something is very wrong.
Bunnyboy: nite klok, bub
cease: maybe kobe should get prosecuted for rape all the time, if this is how he reacts to court appearance
||||||||| "11:56 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bubbas Brainiac, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Bunnyboy: Well, cat. Y'wanna make it official?
Bunnyboy: You and yer basketball, n'all
cease: are we off?
Bunnyboy: yeah, I think the pizza jest dinged.
cease: i love the fact that malone and payton can come to la and help em win a chamipionship
Bunnyboy: Take care, amigo.
Bunnyboy: Seeya, Dex!
cease: we may all leave, and then austin will show up
cease: but....
Bunnyboy: Is Phil a Lakers fan?
||||||||| "11:59 PM? 11:59 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bone-E-Boi should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bone-E-Boi enters and sits on the couch.
Bunnyboy: Forgot something, Bone?
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Redacted Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: Yeah, pizza it is. Nite, yez.
Bone-E-Boi: I'm just trying to exit. I need an exit strategy.
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| "12:01 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Bone-E-Boi: Okay. I'm gonna try. Later, cease.
||||||||| Bone-E-Boi rushes off, saying "12:02 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from The Plague
||||||||| 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:

ah,clem
Bone-E-Boi
Bubbas Brainiac
Bunnyboy
cea
cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
doctec
Dr Headphones
Elayne
Filthycleo
Jonathan
klokwkdoggerel
Leftenanant Calley
Leftenanant Calley
lilminkina
llanwydd
MarionDelgado
Merlyn
Redacted Fong
URL References:
http://armagost.blogspot.com/2004/05/hangin-with-my-homies-at-da-stata-mit.html
http://firesigntheater.com/hour/
http://lodestonecatalog.com/LTarticle2.pdf
http://www.bway.net/~hunger/ulysses.html
http://www.cslewis.org/programs/regional/west/2004/index.html
http://www.firesigntheater.com/chat/logs/indexx.html
www.geocities.com/marion_delgado/Bert.html
http://www.hannity.com
http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0698413/
http://www.pythonline.com/plugs/idle/FCCSong.mp3
http://www.straightdope.com/mailbag/mdeegan.html
http://www.worth1000.com/cache/contest/contestcache.asp?contest_id=2875&display=photoshop#entries



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