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 20, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 7:08 PM: they call me ''The Phenomena'' jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
they call me ''The Phenomena'': 2 flying submarines have just landed on Austin's plate
they call me ''The Phenomena'': We're considering using the Salsa weapon
they call me ''The Phenomena'':
they call me ''The Phenomena'': Oh mine gott im himmel, it's going to be an interesting 4 years...
||||||||| 7:14 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Merlyn: Hey, plural personages
they call me ''The Phenomena'': Still haven't figured out how to use this darn fangled interface.
Merlyn: what do you have problems with?
they call me ''The Phenomena'': How do you use the I'm away feature?
they call me ''The Phenomena'': Did Cadillac get enough air time?
Merlyn: Just select it from the menu and your name is shown like (name) to show you're away.
Merlyn: All it does is show other people you probably aren't paying attention
Merlyn: When you selelct "I'm Back" or type something, the parentheses go away
they call me ''The Phenomena'': Whatever. I just couldn't wait to express my opinion that we're going to have much bread & circus for the next few years. I'll try back later when the gang shows up. Thanks Merl...
||||||||| At 7:19 PM, they call me ''The Phenomena'' runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| At 7:19 PM, Merlyn runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| 7:51 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| New topic: '
Inaugural Brawl
||||||||| Merlyn runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 7:51 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Outside, the 8:10 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving ah,clem coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: 'More FST hosted in a very live format, wait, I cannot find my pulse'
ah,clem: cni: more FST at 9 hosted live (think it might work this time)
ah,clem: hmmm
ah,clem: Mr. wizzard! help me
||||||||| At 8:15 PM, ah,clem runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| 8:17 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Merlyn: drizzle drazzle drezzle drome
Merlyn: back later
||||||||| Merlyn rushes off, saying "8:18 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| ah,clem sneaks in around 8:34 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| 8:36 PM: klokwk-ICICLE! jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
klokwk-ICICLE!: this doppel is just holding my place (duel)in line. the REAL kwd will be hier presently
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:38 PM and Merlyn steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Merlyn: You're all fake?
ah,clem: merl, need to change computer news and information to just CNI Radio (when you have time)
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: 'More FST hosted in a very live format, wait, I cannot find my pulse '
ah,clem: thank you Mr. wizzard
Merlyn: it's just typing
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting '              TOR             ', just granted probation at 8:55 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
              TOR             : Howdy do
              TOR             : Do you solemnly swear to keep state and church separate, so help you great god of all glory?
              TOR             : WELL, do you?
Merlyn: I'm spacing out
              TOR             : With the splendiferously supernal gods help I will keep state and church separate, so help moi Zeus.
              TOR             : '
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 20, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Merlyn: Catherwood watch is correct for once
ah,clem: unfortunatly I cannot stay here, sorry will be in irc.equnet.org #cni
              TOR             : Thank you, Catherwood.
ah,clem: BBL,
Merlyn: ok clem
              TOR             : Fare Thee Well, Clem.
Merlyn: People should be showing up soon-ish
              TOR             : Well, I gotta go, expectin' a call & I'm a dial-up kinda guy.
              TOR             : However
Merlyn: OK tor, next time go easy on the nonprintable characters
              TOR             : If you never heard of Ivor Cutler, I think Firesign folk would dig his work http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ivor-list/
||||||||| 9:08 PM: Il Duce Buffo e stupido jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
              TOR             : Oh,     O       K
Merlyn: Seig! Freud!
              TOR             : The only thing you may have viewed him in is Magical Mystery Tour, Buster Bloodvessel
Merlyn: Il Duce Bag?
Merlyn: No, he got sworn in
              TOR             : The files at his group are FULL, and most weirdly cool, too.
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
              TOR             : t t f n
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: No, the Duce BAG is in DC
Merlyn: ok, I'd guess Ossman knows of Ivor, at least
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: My eye-talioan aint the best: Have I got it right?
Merlyn: It passes the Chico Marx test
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: How about the electric kool-aid acid test, whatever that means
Merlyn: as long as it isn't kool-aid from any cults
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Like the one in the white house?
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: oh, and OI
||||||||| Catherwood ushers cease into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:14 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: Don't take the brown acid
cease: greetings
cease: after you take it, it changes colour
Merlyn: but no litmus tests for supreme court nominees
cease: no matter what their colour before appointment, they turn white once sworn in
||||||||| 9:17 PM: Left Rev. Tweenstormer jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| 9:17 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Fire ends
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: May I get an Amen...
Left Rev. Tweenstormer:
Merlyn: Hey, none of your canadian-japanese-irish "colour" here
Dexter Fong: Oymain
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: So, who wants to buy a new Cadillac?
Dexter Fong: Hi Tween, didn't see you in that closet
Merlyn: pink cadillac, crushed velvet seats?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: I was beside the raincoat next to the night stand.
Dexter Fong: Was that the one night stand?
cease: aha. firesign on radio. thanks uh, clem
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
|||||||||               TOR              - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| palmamoto sneaks in around 9:20 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
cease: this is a very relavent firesign piece
Dexter Fong: Hi Yo Palamoto!!!
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Can't connect with the MP3 stream.
cease: i remember this
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: We take speedy boat?
Dexter Fong: We about to be taking Festive Float?
Merlyn: Cat, where will you be in Seattle? I'm not staying overnight, so I'll hook up with you & doc if I can.
Merlyn: tween, I think cat means the CNI stream, playing Firesign
cease: doc lili and i will be at the mayflower park hotel, which bunny tells me is 2 blocks from the theatre
cease: i havent consulted map quest yet
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: There really should have been balloons of former Presidents.
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Baj, this still doesn't work with palms
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bambi', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:23 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
cease: yes i remember proc reading from greening of america before it became a book
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi
cease: hi bambi
Bambi: Howdy!
Merlyn: OK cat; I couldn't get a good close hotel in portland
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Got it. CNI doesn't know who the heck they are...
Bambi: can't stay ... we're on dialup and can't listen if I stay to chat ... but ah,clem is currently running FST as noted above ... we redialed for a minute but are back.
cease: bunny is supposed to suggest a good place to have lunch. we'll see what he says. hope he shows up here tonight
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: They have to identify themselves.
Merlyn: I asked KFAI if a station ID in non-English is a legal ID, and they didn't know
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Tell clem that the broadcast sounds pretty good tonight
cease: good work, bambi and uh
Bambi: the sound is MUCH better this week ... and ah,clem is doing well
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Ditto Dex. Much improved.
Bambi: thanks everyone! I will tell ah,clem ... he will be happy to hear it
Merlyn: LOL "molotov-proof cocktail dress"
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: The local hispanic station(Middletown NY) does a non english ID
Bambi: ok, I am off now ... so it doesn't effect the stream
Bambi: enjoy!
Dexter Fong: Merl: I thought he said "Molotov Fruit Cocktail" ??
||||||||| At 9:26 PM, Bambi vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Eeerie: They're talking about freedom
Merlyn: could be dex
Merlyn: I think if they are all non-English, they can do that; KFAI has a lot of non-English shows, but is mostly English, so I wondered if the non-E shows can do legal IDs in another language
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Freedom to purchase at low, low prices. Nobody gwan habta a slave all the time no more... We gwan take toins...
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Not slaves-greeters
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| palmamoto - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: And guess who's toin it is now?
Dexter Fong: Hey, these guys on the radio are having the same argument again!
cease: the birth of a nation 2: the walmart years
Dexter Fong: We're listening to "Dear Friends" 10/4/70
Dexter Fong: Doo Dad
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Hey, so we owe 1/2 trillion to Communist China. At least we don't allow same sect marriage.
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Do? Dad?
Merlyn: And Bob Hope owes Russia $2000
klokwk-ICICLE!: gabba gabba HEY!
Merlyn: or something like that
Dexter Fong: Hey Klokcicle
klokwk-ICICLE!: brrrrr
Merlyn: I think klok is out right now...
cease: actually it was 1200, merl. he signed my copy of that book.
Merlyn: or back
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Bob Hope is dead, but not sos you'd notice it
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: A little chilly in NYC, Mr. K?
Merlyn: must be inflation, cat
cease: i thought it might be saleable on ebay so i brought it back from la.
klokwk-ICICLE!: yes dear friends, I'm really way out there tonight
cease: doesnt look like it
Dexter Fong: Tween: A little chilly in NYC, but even colder where Klok is
Merlyn: Bush is president, and Hope is dead
cease: i also have a first edition of twain stories. i think i could get $20 for it.
cease: hardly worth shlepping up to canada to sell
Merlyn: CNI feed just stop? Mine did...
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Aint that a fact
klokwk-ICICLE!: kwd has no idea about NYC but is freezing his butt off at home
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Mid-70's in Austin today. But you can fry eggs on the sidewalk in Summer.
Dexter Fong: Merl: Good here on the feed
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: I started it again
klokwk-ICICLE!: not quite as bad as ttttttuuuuesssday
||||||||| 9:36 PM: Reebus Caneebus jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
klokwk-ICICLE!: how far is Summer from Austin? is it near Lubbock?
Dexter Fong: Klok: I think tomorrow is gonna be *really* cold
Merlyn: OK, got it back
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Ya ever heard of me?
klokwk-ICICLE!: ssssssh! Dex. don't encourage it
Reebus Caneebus: About 5 months klock
Dexter Fong: FST has just been taken over by Eagles
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: South-Central redville. About 200 miles from MX.
klokwk-ICICLE!: yeah I heard about all those missiles across the boreder
Reebus Caneebus: Whos Joey Walsh polaying Dex?
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Don Henly Must die
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: The Eagles can take over any time they like, as far as I'm concerned.
Dexter Fong: Big missile base in MultiPlexico
cease: let the eagle soar!
klokwk-ICICLE!: I see they have Skip playing on this version
Dexter Fong: Reebus: Huh?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: String him up next to John Barlycorn.
klokwk-ICICLE!: it's written in a simple head code, Dex
Reebus Caneebus: Çease are you really generalissimo Ashcroft?
Dexter Fong: Hang 'em both at the Dark End of the Street
klokwk-ICICLE!: AHA! I knew that dude was being remote-controlled by aliens!
cease: they froze my john too
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Whaaaat?
Reebus Caneebus: Bummer Cease!
klokwk-ICICLE!: ice all over the place in Raleigh; hundreds of accidentals
Merlyn: People are also talking to clem on old-fashioned IRC irc.equnet.org #cni
Dexter Fong: And there's tobacco all over the road in Raleigh North Carolina
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Raleigh, NC?
klokwk-ICICLE!: "...ter" works, too, clem
klokwk-ICICLE!: yeah
klokwk-ICICLE!: bad ice sterm
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: We don't need no stinkin' Kyoto.
cease: japan does though
klokwk-ICICLE!: google news sci sez all those dinosaur extinctions not by comets, by global warming
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: More sugar!
klokwk-ICICLE!: didn't they do something about the stink, Cat?
Reebus Caneebus: Who is that on CNI?
klokwk-ICICLE!: who say dat who dat?
Dexter Fong: Firesgin Theater
Merlyn: He's usually "ah, clem" here
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Dinosaurs all drove SUVs just like today
cease: local news had a piece about suicide clubs on the internet in japan
klokwk-ICICLE!: more gin!
cease: that
klokwk-ICICLE!: how very true stupe
cease: sthat's one way to beat overpopulation
Reebus Caneebus: Yeah no sh-t whos Mr. Pronoucer?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: There's something to that, Il Duce...
Dexter Fong: You gotta sing for you-a gin, round eye
klokwk-ICICLE! tries to parse Cat's prev. sentence...
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Who you callin' round?1
klokwk-ICICLE!: give that man a tuit
Dexter Fong: You gotta get in tuit
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Ma–ana, dude...
klokwk-ICICLE!: NO W
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: The chat won't pick up spanish "n"s.
Dexter Fong: Clem's gonna pee into the stream
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: My president is Charlton Heston
klokwk-ICICLE!: serves you right for typing alien in the US
Merlyn: Mañana?
Dexter Fong: You mean "The Gun Guy?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: My present is Heddy Lamar.
klokwk-ICICLE! remembers Mañana
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Picked up Merls. Must be the browser.
Reebus Caneebus: Ben Jamin' Franklin is my president
Merlyn: Spañish eñough?
klokwk-ICICLE!: damn Heddy's torpedo bra; full speed ahead
Merlyn: Mañanas are lousy cars in GTA
Dexter Fong: The TB Guide
klokwk-ICICLE!: that's 'cause they're running on alcohol, Merlyn. run 'em on petrol and they really shine
Dexter Fong: You gotta watch it
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Great album, Dear Friends.
klokwk-ICICLE!: usually about 4th magnitude, as I remember the last incident in Rio...
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: The compulsary news.
cease: when are you going to portland, merl?
klokwk-ICICLE!: i got treated for that
Reebus Caneebus: Eva and the snifter!
klokwk-ICICLE!: he's going to cement his ties?
Dexter Fong: Who you calling concentrated Clem!
Merlyn: I'm hitching a ride with Proctor
klokwk-ICICLE!: it doesn't know where it is?
Merlyn: I'm going to portland on Friday, earlier in the day
Dexter Fong: Klok: What does?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Yeah, but who's going to drive?
klokwk-ICICLE!: commenting on Clem's narration, Dex
klokwk-ICICLE!: definitely on his way, that Merlyn, hitching his wagon to a Star
Dexter Fong: Klok: Me too =)
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Injuns!
klokwk-ICICLE!: form the chat into a circle!
Dexter Fong: Tonight: Squaws Gone Wild"
Merlyn: then we'd only have circular arguments, which are logically fallacies
Dexter Fong: Let's argue about the Geat Circle Route then
klokwk-ICICLE!: Dex: that's Native American female fellow travelers to you, white eyes
Dexter Fong: Who you calling right?
Reebus Caneebus: Which ways Goshen?
Dexter Fong: er white
klokwk-ICICLE!: how many Great Circles can traverse the head of a pin, Dex?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Who you callin' Native?
Dexter Fong: Klok: I'm counting the now...oops, lost count
klokwk-ICICLE! is calling Phillip Morris...
Reebus Caneebus: Got any Peyote?
Dexter Fong: Not Native, Naive
klokwk-ICICLE!: Peter Peyote? The acter?
Reebus Caneebus: Sure got his aurograph?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: You did the vote count in Ohio, Dex?
klokwk-ICICLE!: the dancer who became actress?
Dexter Fong: I got his Autogyro
Dexter Fong: Klok: Actress/Model
Merlyn: I know a drive-thru greek restaurant that has autogyros
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Popiel presents the Autosandwich.
klokwk-ICICLE!: actually, I heard she behaved badly several times, Dex
klokwk-ICICLE!: not in my eyes
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Aye, mate.
Dexter Fong: Klok: Trith, like beauty and particulate matter is in the eye of the beholden, Caufiled
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: You know Moog has set up shop in NC...
klokwk-ICICLE!: thought that was keats
klokwk-ICICLE!: didn't he die?
Reebus Caneebus: I die every night...
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: They do that
klokwk-ICICLE!: anyway, he's in Asheville or Boone or something
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Don't believe so. Still making a new Mini called the Voyager.
klokwk-ICICLE!: has he talked to Chrysler yet?
Dexter Fong: Mut 'n Smut!!!!!!!!
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Doone made an ashe of himself of NC and had to go to KY
klokwk-ICICLE!: and BMW?
Dexter Fong: Doone later opened the KY Jelly Company
Reebus Caneebus: Making deals with total strangers...
klokwk-ICICLE!: no he didn't; he just didn't want to pay taxes; trouble with being a pioneer -- soon's you tame the land, all these bureaucrats show up with their hand out
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: They've got quite a stockpile.
Dexter Fong: This Mut 'n Smut shows up on "JUst Folks" but edited down
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: KY wants to change it's initials to KT due to unsavoury imprecations of the former
Reebus Caneebus: Subversive
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Not good these days
klokwk-ICICLE!: sounds like really bad logic for attracting $ and creative folks, stupe
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Bad logic is good these days
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Good lohic gone bad
klokwk-ICICLE!: they're going to pare TV down to nothing but the weather channel, and that will be R-rated
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Doublespeak is the new official language.
Dexter Fong: lohic...highhic....it's all the same
Reebus Caneebus: A dead indian is a good indain?
klokwk-ICICLE!: didja see the bible-thumpers are going after Sponge Bob now?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Once the head's blowed off...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: If Tonto helped the Lone Ranger look for things, does that make him a search injun?
klokwk-ICICLE!: groan
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Do tell klok
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yeah, heard about that...I've always had my suspicions
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Arrrrg, Merl...
Reebus Caneebus: That heap funny !
klokwk-ICICLE! is stupefied by the fact that Catherwood is halfway accura
Merlyn: "ugh!" would be a better response
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Better than dislexus, I say.
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: how?
Dexter Fong: Kemo Sabe, you go into town, do a set and Butch Cavendish Improv Club....tonto stay outside of town, get some rest
klokwk-ICICLE! has no idea; never seen the thing xcept for the Flaming Lips movie theme that KCRW plays lots
Reebus Caneebus: Mmm crunchy frog heap good!
Dexter Fong: Ummm. Try some Giant Toad Jerky
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Watch out for the chocolate surprise.
klokwk-ICICLE!: ...but Tonto did the dirty work for free
cease: just got off phone
klokwk-ICICLE!: that must've hurt!
Dexter Fong: How's your ass Cat?
Reebus Caneebus: I's like Billy Jack dog food, ya know the kind that Billy Jack likes?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: But not before he rode his pony on his boat.
cease: this is very relavent firesign. this REALLY has to get on air america
cease: its a lot better with the phone surgically removed
Dexter Fong: Mt 'n Smut, Cat?
cease: now i gotta find my pipe!
klokwk-ICICLE!: yeah, Tonto, he was smarter and one day he said Kemosabe...
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Don't hold yr breath
cease: where's that proctorologist
Dexter Fong: Your face'll turn blue
cease: speaking of dope humour of the 70s, tommy chong is coming to van with his marijuana logues
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: They should all do guest spots occasionally on AAR, if not together.
cease: did you see the show in nyc, dex?
Dexter Fong: What show, Cat?
cease: just go my tickets for the show here on feb 18th
cease: The Marijuanalogues
cease: the authors were on janaean'es show last yeart some time. sounded funny
||||||||| cease runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's cease?! It's 10:06 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: No, Cat...Don't think I've heard of it
||||||||| 10:06 PM: cease jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: He came in through the bathroom window...
Dexter Fong: A silver Hammer in his mouth
klokwk-ICICLE!: and dropped his air guitar on the tile
cease: i gather its based on The Vagina Monologues (which i havent seen)
Dexter Fong: Nor I Cat
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: I'm going to leave that one alone, cease.
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: http://mryamamoto.50megs.com/silly-crap/zappa-vs-wmd-index.htm
klokwk-ICICLE!: isn't that a bunch of white chicks sitting around on the stage, talking?
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: I've updated it
cease: i saw a couple of segments from the show on pot tv. looked funny.
cease: yammy is talking to ah clem and not us?
Dexter Fong: Apparently
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Both
Dexter Fong: Multi Yamamoto
Il Duce Buffo e stupido is a yamamoto iteration
klokwk-ICICLE!: only to 10, stupe
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: 30 second standby
klokwk-ICICLE!: me
Dexter Fong: It's me again!!!!!
cease: multiple identity stamps for all
klokwk-ICICLE! will not be himself again until dinner plate loaded with fridged sub
Dexter Fong: How do I make my voice do that?
Left Rev. Tweenstormer: Well, we're in for a real swell 4 years folks. So sit back on your sanitary pedestals and enjoy. Until last time, again...
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:11 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Left Rev. Tweenstormer by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: See yah Tweeny
cease: this is a perfect time for the firesign theattre, although not for the rest of you yanks
Merlyn: Kind of cold, though
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: bloody cold
Dexter Fong: Cat: What better plac e to appreciate the humor and irony than right here in the USA +
cease: i was in your godforsaken country a few days ago, dex. MUCH better here
Dexter Fong: It's Yam
Il Duce Buffo e stupido: Yes
Merlyn: Ticketmaster for the moore says row U is unsold on main floor
Merlyn: so about the first 20 rows or so are presumably sold
klokwk-ICICLE!: nite T
Dexter Fong: You leaving Klok?
Dexter Fong: Ah, Nighht tween
cease: you've timed out, clock?
klokwk-ICICLE!: yes, that
cease: tween
klokwk-ICICLE! was away when he left
||||||||| At 10:19 PM, Il Duce Buffo e stupido runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
cease: you aint got no freinds on your left
Dexter Fong: BTW Klok: Thanks to a lovely 3-day Islamic Religious Holiday -Ish Kabbible, I think- no parking is suspended thru the weekend
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Reebus Caneebus - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Night Reebus
cease: looks like not insane is scaring evryone away
cease: it was never one of my faves
klokwk-ICICLE! knew NYC closed for Norwegian holidays, but now Islamic ones?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Nor mine, pretty much a contractual obligation
cease: i never liked their shakespeare parodies
Dexter Fong: Klok: Sure, rama Dan for one..and this one...that's two right there...the more the merrier I say
klokwk-ICICLE!: shakespeare in love is OK
klokwk-ICICLE!: so is the 5-minute shakespeare
cease: the reduced shakespeare company is much funnier with that material
Dexter Fong: Shakespeare Gpone Wild..tonight at the Glob Adult Theater
cease: put down that spear, and get my spear Up
Dexter Fong: Away for a refill
klokwk-ICICLE! would like to see Moby Dick Rehearsed, which is built around King Lear
Merlyn: with catch-and-release whaling
cease: kurosawa did a lear parody. too bloody for my tastes
cease: i liked macbird at the time. of course that was 68
Merlyn: I don't think it was a parody, just a reworking
klokwk-ICICLE! didn't realize it was parody
cease: you have that skit, merl?
cease: from bergman's brief radio show?
cease: proc wrote that, as i recall
Merlyn: you mentioned it to me once, cat, and I made a radionow ad for it
klokwk-ICICLE!: actors love Shakespeare since they all get great parts and wonderful lines
klokwk-ICICLE!: then, to paraphrase David Bromberg, late at night, after the theater closes, they do horrible things to it
cease: i should make copies of those shows (only 2) for you. maybe i'll put them on a disc and give them to you in seattle. doc and lili and i can listen to them on the drive down
cease: true, klok
Merlyn: Here: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/rnhtml/img/banner/rnb054.gif
cease: red beans and reds
klokwk-ICICLE!: dang cajun frog commies on drugs...
Dexter Fong: Asphalt and downers
cease: aha.
cease: acxtually its an extension, although completely different of Moby Budd, one of their mushroom plays
klokwk-ICICLE!: hey-a Dex- I see all the money walked out of the Guggenheim
Dexter Fong: Klok???
klokwk-ICICLE!: their angel hath flown
klokwk-ICICLE!: bent outta shape about herr director
Dexter Fong: Today's NY TImes?
klokwk-ICICLE!: yep - http://www.nytimes.com/2005/01/20/arts/design/20museum.html?oref=login
Dexter Fong: Thanks, Klok...will check it later
cease: dex, review of new moma in the latest issue of ny review of books, my fave mag
cease: i dont know if i should visit it when i come to ny
klokwk-ICICLE!: Guggenheim Museum has lost its biggest benefactor.
klokwk-ICICLE!: Citing "differences in direction," Peter B. Lewis, the Cleveland philanthropist who has been a trustee of the museum since 1993 and most recently its chairman, resigned yesterday.
Dexter Fong: =)Cat; not a MOMA Fan....they're greedy mfers and prefer the Met
||||||||| 10:31 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
cease: my main reason to visit nyc is to see the rose planetarium and its attendent natural history museum.
Dexter Fong: Hiya llan
cease: hi llan
klokwk-ICICLE!: speaking of acters...
llanwydd: any mail for me while I was gone?
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (10:31 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dexter Fong: How was the performance? Dress?
cease: i saw some great paintings at the getty when i was there recently
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
cease: hey bunny!
cease: you finally hopped in to join us
Bunnyboy: oops! Sorry to interrupt the bridge game.
llanwydd: hi bunny
klokwk-ICICLE!: you've got mail!
cease: isnt that bridge built yet?
cease: bunny, merl and i were just talking about meeting at the lobby of the mayflower. he'll be with proc and melinda when they check in, whenever that is
llanwydd: Actually, Dex, "Richard" opens tomorrow night
cease: i want to get there earlier but that's up to doc and lili
Dexter Fong: Bunny: After much discussion, it's been determined that the Candide which I saw (not once but twice) was on Broadway, prolly 97 or 98 with Audra Mcdonald and whatsher name from SCTV, Edith Prickley
llanwydd: Is doc driving out there or flying, cat?
cease: doc and lili will fly to vancouver and we'll drive down to seattle the day of the show
klokwk-ICICLE!: the day they drove Seattle down?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:35 PM, dragging Elayne by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: It's Late elayne!
klokwk-ICICLE!: evenin' E!
llanwydd: back in the 70s I made plans to cross the continent to see FST but it didn't pan out
Bunnyboy: Andrea Martin, as the Old Woman, yes. And that would have been about the right time, 97ish. I know, 'cause I was doing a production of CANDIDE around the same time, and was surprised that they were letting college and semi-pro folks do it, at the same time it was on Broadway.
Elayne: Gah, last time I let Robin talk me into watching Return of the King, Extended-Until-Death Edition...
llanwydd: hi Elayne
Elayne: Evenin' all *yawn*...
Bunnyboy: El: Haw!
klokwk-ICICLE!: does one watch it twice?
cease: hey el!
Dexter Fong: Bun: Glad we settled that =)
Bunnyboy: The theatrical version was 8 days long!
Elayne: Klok, I think he's planning on doing a marathon of all 3. With all the added bits that's like, what, 20 hours or something?...
Elayne: Nah Bunnyboy, just felt like it...
klokwk-ICICLE!: sheesh, Elayne
Bunnyboy: Yes, I've had the pleasure of playing Voltaire\Pangloss in 2 different productions, in 1990 and 1997.
Elayne: On the other hand, he found the "Easter Egg" on that DVD set so that was fun.
llanwydd: I've been waiting for a public library near me to get a copy of "Return of the King" on videocassette but those are hard to come by these days. I don't have a DVD player
cease: el, i got you info about spamalot after i read the logs a couple days later
Elayne: Unfortunately I can't stop yawning. Gad, that sucker's languid at the end...
Dexter Fong: Bun: Very cool
Elayne: Cat, do you know exactly when you'll be in NY then?
cease: i didnt really think ticfkets would be available. i'm more than content just meeting you and robin and dex and maybe doc and lili
cease: the first week in may i'll be in both nyc and dc.
Elayne: I don't think we'll be able to score tickets for less than like $250 each, and I don't have that kind of dough.
cease: i can get a roundtrip to either city for accumlated air miles.
Bunnyboy: cat: Here's a possible lunch place, pre-Mayflower...
cease: what i would like to do is fly to one city and fly out the other but maynot be possible with free air faire
Bunnyboy: http://www.mcmenamins.com/index.php?loc=50
cease: not worth it, el
llanwydd: $250? What show is this?
Elayne: First week in May, perfect timing, my boss will be gone back to Malta by then (if I'm still working at the same job, that is)...
cease: thanks, bunny
Elayne: I lined up a couple of interviews but we'll see how they go...
cease: i'm going to a semi=broadway play here in van next month, the marijuanalogues, featuring homey tommy chong
Bunnyboy: The Six Arms. It's run by the same outfit that runs McMenamin's, the pub we all met at pre-show in 1999. However, it's closer to the heart of Downtown.
cease: apparently there's a bus from dc to nyc and back for $20 or so each way.
Bunnyboy: El: And how many endings can there be?
Elayne: Be right back...
cease: best of luck with that boss problem, el
Bunnyboy: My friend Alan and I were busting, counting all the "Ambiguously Homoerotic Hobbit Moments" in ROTK.
cease: i'll try and have exact dates for you and dex by feb after i talk to doc and lili, who are coming to visit next week
llanwydd: I'll be going to NYC in March for a theatrical audition
cease: good luck, llan
Dexter Fong: Well, I just live here....
Bunnyboy: llanwydd: General audition, or a specific production?
cease: i'm sure you'll know of a splendid place for us to eat, dex
llanwydd: thanks, cat
Bunnyboy: If you call that living...I KEED, I KEED!
Dexter Fong: Cat: Great place...only serve rice pudding....but like thirty versions of it...and the decor?
cease: rice paper?
Dexter Fong: A+
llanwydd: Bunny, it's Lake George Dinner Theatre's summer season. A long run of a comedy called "A Bench in the Sun".
Bunnyboy: Very Condi.
cease: i'm looking forward to eating something italian. my only memory of eating in nyc the last time i was there, in 64, was the ravioli at mama leone's
klokwk-ICICLE!: it's a dirty job, Dex, but somebody's got to do it
Bunnyboy: Oh, rite. Happy Inhogurination Day!
cease: if its that memorable, i gotta make my meals in nyc this time last another 40 years
Dexter Fong: Uh Cat: Mamma Leone's had about the worst food in NYC
cease: compared to my mother's cooking, dex?
Bunnyboy: /me turns over the "Moo SFX Foley Can".
cease: that's why i need you and the riggs to take me to a Good place, dex
Bunnyboy: oops. that's COLON, Powell!
Dexter Fong: Cat: What restaurant your mother work at?
Bunnyboy does that SFX thang.
llanwydd: My favorite meals in NYC come out of a steel cart
cease: if "my mother" and "food" are in the same sentence, there's something wrong with that sentence
klokwk-ICICLE!: steel this cart?
Dexter Fong: New Powell Cologne by Maison Bush
klokwk-ICICLE!: Pepe Le Peu!
cease: i watched a lot of those mario batalli or whatever is name is, show called mario eats italy. also read the new yhorker piece on him
cease: are any of his restaurants worth visiting?
Dexter Fong: Can't do that Klok; they got these little devices that lock up a wheel when you got to far from parking lot
Elayne: Cat, we'll make sure and hit Little Italy in Manhattan. It's right next to Chinatown so that's two ethnicities with one visit, as it were...
llanwydd: Then again I have eaten in the most famous places in NYC including the "gyros/souvlaki takeout across the street from Port Authority
cease: this is the best part of a bad album
Elayne: And I'm sure Doc will line up some sushi place near him and we'll drive on up...
Bunnyboy: brb. Switching out doggy treats...
cease: thanks el. for someone who has a tiny appetite, i am inordinatlely interested in food
Bunnyboy channels P & B's DOGGIES ad.
Dexter Fong: uh oh
Elayne: I've never been to a restaurant run by a big-name chef, but I'd say those are probably more famous for the "name" than for the food.
Dexter Fong: whew
Elayne: Although I do like Batali, his look reminds me of a lot of fanboys I know.
llanwydd: When I saw FST at Town Hall in NYC I went to a fancy Indian place very nearby
cease: the comic book guy on the simpsons?
Elayne: If we're doing Indian we have to go to Sixth Street between 2nd and 3rd Avenues in the East Village. That's "Tandoori Row."
llanwydd: my favorite food by far is curry
Elayne: And all around that area of the East Village is one of the best little Japan-towns in NYC...
Elayne: Koreatown is up a ways, in the 20s right above Chelsea.
cease: they'll have yuzu for sure
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Highly recommend Haveli on corner of 6th st and 2nd ave, bit more expensive but several notches above anything on 6th street
Elayne: I'm not really enamored of Korean food, a lot of it is way too spicy and most of it is very expensive. Too much money to spend on an iffy proposition.
klokwk-ICICLE!: maybe you can get Chinese spaghetti, Cat
Elayne: Dex, I'll defer to the guy who lives in the neighborhood!
Elayne: Cat, it's Haveli with me and Robin and Dex and his beautiful bride, whattaya say? :)
Dexter Fong: Klok: Chinese invent spaghetti call it noodle
llanwydd: I don't know how anybody can afford to live in NYC. The rents are so expensive. Yet so many people do
Dexter Fong: llan: Rent control
Elayne: We technically live in NYC, but we're right on the Westchester border.
cease: anyplace with y'all in it will be a delight
Elayne: Llan, you have to remember that wages are slightly higher here as well, partially because of the high rents.
Dexter Fong: reckon so neighbor
||||||||| 10:53 PM: Charles Throat jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:54 PM, dragging boney by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: Are you the *Real* Charles throat?
Charles Throat: Nobody knows
boney: Godfrey Danel!
Charles Throat: Hello room
llanwydd: hey chuck
Dexter Fong: Boney-E-Boi or mispelled bunny
llanwydd: this isn't fair
cease: which way's goshen?
Dexter Fong: llan: nothin's fair
boney: Dan!el
Dexter Fong: !!
llanwydd: hi boney
boney: has anyone seen Dr. Chung?
Charles Throat: nothin's on purpose either
Elayne: Boney, they went thataway...
Dexter Fong: It's me yet again
Merlyn: ok dex
Bunnyboy: aaaand dogs are happy.
Dexter Fong: Merl: What's ok?
Bunnyboy: Whad I miss?
Charles Throat: I don't suppose the boys would add a date in El Paso...
llanwydd: what's amiss?
cease: bunny, no doc and lili yet but we have your email addy. we'll be in touch next thurs as well.
Dexter Fong: Unmarried female
cease: maybe by then we'll know if we'll be lunching and where and when to meet merl
boney: amiss is a mess
Bunnyboy: I sprunged for a DVR this week. The kind that dubs VHS to DVD, and vice versa.
Bunnyboy: Finally, a new obsession!
Bunnyboy: And a use for that glacier of VHS tapes in my basement.
Dexter Fong: Today's mass for the miss mess will be pre-precluded
llanwydd: Anybody like "Tumbleweed Connection" by Elton John. I was just listening to it and I'm about to put it on again. I love this album
Charles Throat: one of my favorites
boney: we'll stack them like half a million cheese logs
cease: yes, i was quite fond of it when it came out, llan
Elayne: I actually got a solicitation letter from Planned Parenthood addressed to "Miss Elayne Riggs." Since when did that feminist an organization start using "Miss" in their letters?
Bunnyboy: cat: Thass cool.
cease: loved the blue canoe song, amoreena, others
cease: hey ah clem, play some recent stuff
Charles Throat: I don't think I want to know what they were soliciting
cease: their tour apparently is based on boom dot bust/radio now stuff
Elayne: Oops, I've just been informed it's time to watch The Daily Show. Sorry I could stay long this week, folks, I'll try to do better next time!
||||||||| At 11:00 PM, Elayne runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bunnyboy: El: Naw, they slipped. I'm sure it said "We Miss Elayne Riggs".
cease: later, el
Bunnyboy: nite El
klokwk-ICICLE!: is that like Rotary Connection, Ilan?
Charles Throat: now so do we
klokwk-ICICLE!: nite E
Dexter Fong: Elayne is gone and Catherwood is right on time
Charles Throat: Draw the curtains, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: ah clem?
Dexter Fong: If you can draw these curtains, Catherwood, you may have a career as a commercial artist
klokwk-ICICLE!: funny how Catherwood can stamp 11PM long before he announces the hour...
cease: oh, i love this album
Bunnyboy: Gosh, it's actually down to 50 degrees here in Seattle...
Bunnyboy me grins devilishly
Charles Throat: Stam not impatient Catherwood for I'll not cancel thee
Dexter Fong: Klok: Got one of them fancy swiss cronagraphers got about 7 dials
cease: dont know why the shakespeare parody doenst make it for me but the holmes parody seems perfect!
klokwk-ICICLE!: yeah, KEXP has been complaining about the weather
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny me =)
Charles Throat: You have to hear all 17 versions
Bunnyboy: He's gonna sit on his pipe
Bunnyboy: See? I told you!
llanwydd: there goes a well known gun
Charles Throat: Arrr I'll put one up your spacepipe, Hilario
Dexter Fong: Bunny: You're getting an advance feed
Bunnyboy: As long as I'm fed, I'm sassy.
Dexter Fong: Kinda like condeleeza?
Charles Throat: Pass me those alfalfa pellets
boney: Captain, CNI Radio is not responding
cease: have a groat cluster
Merlyn: I'll be after condoleeza like white on rice
llanwydd: got any Spanky pellets?
Bunnyboy: I thinks two of my favorite PA roles (non-Danger, that is) are Mole and Bebop.
Charles Throat: I'm excited, my tape of Martian Space Party arrives tomorrow, haven't seen it in 30 yrs
klokwk-ICICLE!: plays well in Winamp, site works, chat room works, homey
Charles Throat: Don't forget Dr. Dog
boney: the problem's not in the piles or my piles
cease: the flick, charles? ive never seen it
klokwk-ICICLE!: it's an official Mormon jigsaw puzzle
Charles Throat: Yeah Lodestone has it
boney: pile?
cease: aha
boney: never mind.
boney: Wimpam
boney: Wimpan? Sorry
cease: bone bone bone
boney: cease cease cease
Dexter Fong: horney pipe
Bunnyboy: cease say bone
llanwydd: good old country comfort in my bones!
Dexter Fong: Bun: LOL
Charles Throat: I saw it on New Years in a drivein when I was 16, with all the other FST shorts
llanwydd: by the way, what is a Mormon jigsaw?
Charles Throat: Totally ignored my date with predictable consequences
Charles Throat: He means a German mixup
Bunnyboy: BRB. Crapping mutts.
Dexter Fong: llan: Anything he wants to
Charles Throat: that must hurt
boney: that's what I'd be saying if I wuz a councilor at Christian teen cheerleader camp. "cease bone cease bone"
boney: Mormon teen cheerleader camp
llanwydd: LOL, dex! Nonsequitur
klokwk-ICICLE!: Ilan -- we were listening to Giant Rat on CNI Radio at the time
Charles Throat: Boss hitbound
llanwydd: I realized that
Dexter Fong: Boss Hit Sounds?
boney: counselor
Dexter Fong: consigliari
boney: cease bone cease bone
Dexter Fong: afk
boney: never mind
llanwydd: I knew that when Bunny said "He's about to sit on his pipe"!
boney: sit on it
Bunnyboy: Dex: Stop The Madness!
klokwk-ICICLE!: well, that's where the Mormon jigsaw puzzle is
Bunnyboy: VD?
Bunnyboy: Gypsy Dick Wrench! Spin it!
boney: did you catch the black tie and cowboy boots ball?
llanwydd: I know but what IS a Mormon jigsaw?
Charles Throat: I stream the old shows on Shoutcast reom time to time
klokwk-ICICLE!: har har har ... "hurricane style"
boney: it's like a Greek urn
llanwydd: har har blow the ship up!
Bunnyboy: It's like a regular jigsaw, with a "special" undercarriage.
Charles Throat: In Mormon jigsaws you do several pieces at once
llanwydd: good on chuck!
cease: with all the wives at once?
llanwydd: I mean good one
boney: did the wives wear cowboy boots, too?
Bunnyboy: One night on, six nights off...
llanwydd: I've liked the Mormons I've known
Charles Throat: I need to get this one again
boney: hook 'em horns! the eyes of Texas are upon you!
Dexter Fong: Mormon Jigsaw + all 6 wives do it for you
llanwydd: Morons are good people
cease: funny southpark on mormons
Bunnyboy: bone: Nope. That's tonite. After hours, doncha know.
Dexter Fong: Blew em off the air
boney: W's daughters could be easily mistaken for Mormon cheerleaders
boney: cease bone cease bone
Charles Throat: Arrrr don't remind me what today was
Charles Throat: I'd take Papoon any day
boney: Mormon jig saw at the black tie and cowboy boots ball
llanwydd: well, we're all morons. Especially in cold weather. We keep putting more and moron
Bunnyboy: Today was the first day of the Inevitable Downhill Slide.
Charles Throat: The Pauser's Manifesto playing now
boney: W danced a Mormon jig in cowboy boots
Dexter Fong: Welcome to the all Bird Call radio Hour
Bunnyboy: Dead....Air....
Bunnyboy: Hummmmmmmmmmmmmm
Bunnyboy: Haw!
Charles Throat: Where's Earl with a sound effect
Dexter Fong: Charles: He's in the other studio working on the phone delay
Charles Throat: Ahh there he is
llanwydd: I'm eating a clementine orange right now. It's strange. Much more sweet than tart
boney: the inevitable downhill slide started a long time ago, Bunny.
Bunnyboy: Dex: What are you wearing? ; )
Charles Throat: About 1980 as I recall boney
boney: now is when it reaches its inexorable conclusion
Dexter Fong: Bunny: My favorite Almuninum Foil hat
boney: 1980 was a good year for bar scotch
llanwydd: took myself a bluuuuuuuuuuuuue canoe!
Dexter Fong: I took a crimson catamaran
klokwk-ICICLE!: abin bar scotch? the mossad agent?
Bunnyboy: Dex: You could read the chat transcript.
klokwk-ICICLE!: i tripped the light fantastic
boney: moss grande
klokwk-ICICLE!: turned cartmans across the floor...
Dexter Fong: Bun: I could but what would I be looking for, just generally, you know?
boney: mucho moss
boney: los cojones
cease: think of the balls you'll have
Dexter Fong: That L Os C/o Jones
llanwydd: you're to young to think of Beulah, Balls.
Bunnyboy: Dex: No look. Just read. You know, the way newsreaders SHOULD.
boney: anyone got a bottle of Blue Crow?
Dexter Fong: ..and you're to young to think of your balls, Beaula
boney: a moss green bottle
Charles Throat: I'll have a Ground Zero please
Bunnyboy: One of my true pet peeves: news bytes surrounded by CONSTANT commentary.
llanwydd: I got a bottle of blue canoe
Charles Throat: In the rumble seat?
boney: feeling alienated
Bunnyboy: "That was a swell story, doncha think?" . GRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....
Dexter Fong: Bunny: I gotta admit..I have *no* idea what we're talking about =)
llanwydd: does your pet peeve eat much
llanwydd: what do you feed him?
Charles Throat: electricity of course
Dexter Fong: llan: We have a pet peave toilet
boney: electric peeves are so Sixtes
Charles Throat: and wax
boney: 6 tees
Dexter Fong: and only five golfers
Bunnyboy: Dex: Oh, I just suggested you parrot the IRC feed, word for word. Then I went off on a tirade against "happy face\sad face" news.
Charles Throat: And that's the whole story up to now
Dexter Fong: Bun: I thought you meant the firechat log
Charles Throat: burn it!
llanwydd: "Tirade" sounds like an ancient Mediterranean civilization
Dexter Fong: Dad, burn it!!
llanwydd: Helen of Tirade
Bunnyboy: Dex: That I did.
boney: why are THEY all drunk at the cowboy boots formal ball? I'm the one who NEEDS a drink. And I'm sober as a judge.
klokwk-ICICLE! heard Creem's "...Ulysses" done by R. Connection w/Rippington vocals Tue night on WBAI
cease: a sober judge? now that's a concept
klokwk-ICICLE!: it's really something
Charles Throat: You know Earl is still out there using the same name
Dexter Fong: Where did Jonas go when the lights went out?
boney: Where's the Blue Crow, dammit?
Dexter Fong: Electoral crises
llanwydd: he was in the bathroom and he missed everything
Dexter Fong: Power is everybodies business
Charles Throat: Right next to the Bird of Prey Garage
Bunnyboy: It's nitey fer me. Check y'all next week.
Dexter Fong: Nite Bunny
klokwk-ICICLE!: nite Bun!
Merlyn: nite BBoy
Charles Throat: nice seeing you again bunnyboy
Bunnyboy tweets like a thrush.
llanwydd: and when it rains the rain falls down...
llanwydd: nite bunny
cease: bun
Dexter Fong: It's raining *up* a storm
boney: barkeep, have they reinstated prohibition in this establishment? A nice cool Blue Crow, please
||||||||| At 11:34 PM, Bunnyboy runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
boney: come back here, damn you!
cease: counterclock world, dex?
Dexter Fong: Make that twoo barkeep]
klokwk-ICICLE!: out, out damn spot!
cease: you too, toto
boney: cease bone cease bone
klokwk-ICICLE!: horses, courses -- is that from Mr. Ed?
llanwydd: another third red eye, barkeep
Dexter Fong: An old gambling term Klok
boney: can't you see everybody's watching
klokwk-ICICLE!: oh
Charles Throat: All my industrial racehorses
Merlyn: can't you hear everyone's listening?
Charles Throat: klokwk:Of course, of course
Dexter Fong: Horses for Courses..means take track and track conditions into calculations
llanwydd: I can shout. Don't hear you
boney: red third eye is bad for your hullaballutions, llanwydd
cease: osman has a wondrous piece about going outside and hearing everyone's radio listening to the same programme
Dexter Fong: I can *shoot*, Don't listen
Charles Throat: I'll have one of those Pink Tailsections -- you know, the special ones
Dexter Fong: Cat: Brooklyn in the 40's 50's everyone listening to the Dodger games
Dexter Fong: Summer.. all the windows open
llanwydd: I see pink elephants in my hullabalutions
Dexter Fong: also happened with Amos and Andy
cease: that's a nice thing to recreate as a radio piece, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: I see what..hear what =) you mean
cease: which is what ossman did in a show in seattle called radio, any questions?
boney: i've been regurgitating random FST phrases tonight... forgot to take my smart pill... sorry
Dexter Fong: boney: 'so kay =)
Charles Throat: Well where else can we do that without arou8sing comment?
llanwydd: I've been yelling quotes from "Tumbleweed"
Dexter Fong: ohhh he showed a number
Charles Throat: I meant 9
boney: cowboy boots... hook 'em horns... the eyes of Texas are upon you
Dexter Fong: I've been puzzled by much of this
cease: took myself a blue canoe
llanwydd: Burn down the mission!!!!!!!!!!
Dexter Fong: Go Mormons
Charles Throat: Burn down the Mormons
Dexter Fong: With a candle in the wind
boney: half a million cheese logs
Charles Throat: Oh blinding light
Dexter Fong: You're hurting me!!
Charles Throat: You like it that way
Dexter Fong: and don't play anymore Perry Como
klokwk-ICICLE!: well, this is the place...
Dexter Fong: where you came in?
klokwk-ICICLE!: yeah, play Canadian Sunset!
Charles Throat: he's so good with the servants
boney: Eurobozos on giant airbuses
cease: we have to omany sunsets, and not enough sun
Dexter Fong: He's a cooper you know?
Charles Throat: Guess Who song, isn't it?
boney: the dollar has shrunk to almost nothing at the bottom of the pool
Dexter Fong: Cat: If you didn't have sunset wouldn't have sunrise..hey there may be a dong there
llanwydd: When I was at a FST show at Town Hall in NYC in '81, me and two other guys sang "Oh Blinding Light" at the top of our lungs before the curtain went up. The rest of the place was unusually quiet
Charles Throat: Later all, tequila being served in the other room
Dexter Fong: song there sheesh
Charles Throat: in the Doo-Dah Room
Dexter Fong: Adios Charles
||||||||| At 11:45 PM, Charles Throat runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
klokwk-ICICLE!: nite CT
llanwydd: during the show, audience members were yelling quotes like "Eat it raw", etc
Dexter Fong: Good night to the Nutmeg State
Dexter Fong: llan: That was me =)
klokwk-ICICLE!: home of disgraced governor, just like here...
Dexter Fong: Klok: At least your's arent fags =))
llanwydd: really, dex? Was it you to whom Proctor answered, "That's the spirit!"?
Dexter Fong: llan; no, he looked at the guy next to me by mistake
Dexter Fong: Fuse of Doom
cease: youre getting a different feed, dex?
Dexter Fong: Giant Rat..Cat: last cut...
cease: the shuffles. sounds like my dad in la
cease: for oxford and for yale
cease: frank n' stones gone. its monstrous
klokwk-ICICLE!: you mean like the mayor of Providence (who replaces the one now in jail...)
klokwk-ICICLE!: ?
cease: i paid tribute to that line in one of my plays. forget which one
llanwydd: My copy of "Tumbleweed" has an alternate version of "Madman Across the Water (the song) as a bonus track
Dexter Fong: Klok: Gov of NJ
cease: wow, llan
klokwk-ICICLE!: oh yeah
llanwydd: I like it better than the better known version
Dexter Fong: His name now enshrined in the politicians argot i.e. He's gonna do a McGreevy
Dexter Fong: with a full twist, pike position....very difficult Klok
Dexter Fong: But a nice clean entry
llanwydd: McGreevey went down like a ton of bricks didn't he
llanwydd: he did not bow out gracefully
Dexter Fong: llan: we aren't sure..coulda been top
klokwk-ICICLE!: you mean, compared to Jack Ryan?
llanwydd: and in my opinion he should have kept his mouth shut
Dexter Fong: Jack Ryan.. whatta story =))
llanwydd: who's Jack ryan?
Dexter Fong: llan; Politician married to the woman who played 7 of 9 on Star Trek
klokwk-ICICLE!: jerri ryan's ex-husband
Merlyn: MN had a similar one some years ago
Merlyn: republican gov candidate
Dexter Fong: They got divorced due to his more un-typical sexual desires...sealed divorce paper became open
llanwydd: speaking of star trek, I recently ran into an actor friend of mine from years ago and he said he's been living in Hollywood and appearing in episodes of Star Trek Enterprise.
Dexter Fong: klok: wasn't he the guy that would have opposed Amina Barak the black senator from Illinoise?
Merlyn: Jon Grunseth was the MN guy
llanwydd: Anybody ever see that show? He plays a character called Lokesh. His name's Adam Grimes
klokwk-ICICLE!: right, Dex
Merlyn: "Two women have signed sworn affidavits alleging that Independent-Republican gubernatorial candidate Jon Grunseth encouraged four girls aged 13 to 16 to remove their bathing suits to join him for a nude swim at a 1981 pool party at his former residence in Hastings."
klokwk-ICICLE!: and after awhile with what's his name instead, they were probably begging ryan to return
Dexter Fong: llan: kinda lost interest in the star trek universeafter voyager
Dexter Fong: Electrical exposure
llanwydd: what's wrong with nude swimming? Whole families do that together in Vermont all the time.
klokwk-ICICLE!: I saw a few, Ilan, but didn't notice many of the male characters much.
Dexter Fong: llan: the annual 4th of July Immersions?
llanwydd: it's not necessarily indecent
Dexter Fong: Brigham Brigham Brigham! You're all Mormons now
llanwydd: Yes the summer ablutions
klokwk-ICICLE!: I have seen the promised land...
Dexter Fong: Here! sell these Bibles...or you can sell these guns
||||||||| 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: fill those graves. empty those graves
Dexter Fong: Night Catherwood
klokwk-ICICLE!: time to glow for me, folx!
boney: hang with the mushroom people... no reason not to
klokwk-ICICLE!: nightey-night!
Dexter Fong: Stay warm Klok
cease: klok
Merlyn: me too, I think
klokwk-ICICLE!: brrrr. you too, Dex; get ready for the storm Sun.
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn, thanks for hosting
cease: keep in touch, merl
llanwydd: mushroom people? That's in spore taste
klokwk-ICICLE!: thanks, Cat; CU nxt week
klokwk-ICICLE!: bye everyone!
||||||||| At 12:02 AM, klokwk-ICICLE! runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
llanwydd: nite moyl
boney: sporatic
||||||||| At 12:03 AM, Merlyn runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: 'bout time for me to mosaic along
boney: spore attic
cease: off we go then
Dexter Fong: Spore in you Attic> Try Poisonall...kills everything dead
llanwydd: nite dex
Dexter Fong: Night guys
boney: nite shifty
boney: exter ong
llanwydd: lexter bong
boney: idle Wilde
llanwydd: take my word I'm a madman don't you know
llanwydd: and then there were three
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| cease - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: and then there were two
llanwydd: cat didn't even say goodnight to us
boney: goodnight to you
||||||||| boney runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's boney?! It's 12:11 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
llanwydd: you too
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
Charles Throat
Dexter Fong
Il Duce Buffo e stupido
Left Rev. Tweenstormer
Reebus Caneebus
they call me ''The Phenomena''
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