A Firesign Chat
05/19/2005




Archive

||||||||| 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 19, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bubba's Brain', just granted probation at 2:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| New notice: 'Sith Happens'
||||||||| Bubba's Brain departs at 2:23 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 19, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| 9:02 PM: ah.clem jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" live at UCLA, 1974'
||||||||| Dexter Fong bounds in at 9:08 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem
||||||||| Dr. Headphones tiptoes in around 9:11 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong: This really *is* the Waiting Room
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends
Dr. Headphones: last week's "unpleasant incident"? i must be getting old since i don't remember that at all
Dexter Fong: Hmm
Dr. Headphones: and i see catherwood's clock is running fast again
||||||||| Catherwood says "Nonsense!! It's 9:12 PM"
Dr. Headphones: catherwood has an attitude tonight!
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dr. Headphones and mumbles "Would you like something?"
Dexter Fong: ???
||||||||| "9:13 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dexter Fong, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Dr. Headphones: it's national "pick on catherwood" day
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dr. Headphones and says "Did you want something?"
||||||||| 9:13 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Dexter Fong: Hey Kend =))
Dr. Headphones: howdy, mr and mrs smith
Dr. Headphones: oh, sorry, i was reading this old hotel registration card
Dexter Fong: Sorry, we're Pam and Jerry North
Dexter Fong: On Radio , we're the Tall Thin Jewish Couple
Dr. Headphones: it's so nice to be home, but it's a shame that it ends at noon tomorrow
||||||||| klokwkdog enters at 9:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| At 9:15 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, klokwkdog!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dr. Headphones: thin? i heard radio adds 20 pounds to you
Dexter Fong: Hey Klok...look who's here
Dr. Headphones: hi, klok
||||||||| klokwkdog steals in around 9:15 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong: A double penetra....entry?
Dr. Headphones: better than a double defenestration, i guess
Dexter Fong: or the Plaague Doublee
klokwkdog: that was my doppelganger, klok
Dexter Fong: We're not Klok
Dr. Headphones: although after the first defenestration, there may be a problem with a second unless you use a body bag
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bucky Goldstein in through the front door at 9:16 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
ah.clem: good evening all
Dr. Headphones: hi, bucky
klokwkdog is reminded of Christopher Morley's The Man Who Made Friends With Himself
Bucky Goldstein: aka Tweeny 'Lo All...
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem and Hey BG
klokwkdog: howdy to the lone star of the lone stars
Dr. Headphones: whew, i thought those damned *jews* were invading us for a minute there. everybody knows they are the root of all the world's problems......
||||||||| 9:18 PM: luis jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Dr. Headphones: disclaimer: previous line was pure fiction......
klokwkdog: i think they're ordinary users, Ken, not the Administrator
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:18 PM and Bambi bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dr. Headphones: hola, luis, como esta usted?
Bucky Goldstein: obispo?
Bucky Goldstein: Hey Bambi
klokwkdog fusses, trying to get some kind of response from CNI radio...
Dr. Headphones: hi bambi, you deer :)
Dexter Fong: I'm not getting Clem's Feed
Bucky Goldstein: So how's the road treatin' ya, Dr. H?
Bambi: howdy Clem, Ken, Klok, Dex, Bucky and luis!
||||||||| 9:19 PM -- Dexter Fong left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Bambi: hey Ken...so great to see ya!
Dr. Headphones: http://truckersjournal.blogspot.com/
||||||||| Outside, the 9:19 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Dexter Fong coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
klokwkdog fusses trying to get some response from CNI Radio
Dr. Headphones: so to speak, since i don't have my webcam hooked up
Dr. Headphones: bucky: doing pretty well, actually
Dexter Fong: Well..I'm not hearing Clems feed and keep getting frozen out of chat pppttthhh
Bambi: awesome ... when we stop streaming, I will load that right up Ken!
klokwkdog: I guess the truck stop's here tonight, eh?
Bucky Goldstein: Have you had the please of traversing I-35 South yet?
klokwkdog thinks maybe Wiley Coyote has something to do with Dex's travails
Dr. Headphones: i've been on i-35 from minniesoda to tejas
Bucky Goldstein: That's pleasure, of course, and definitely sarcastic.
klokwkdog: (sings) and if you give me weed...wipes and wine...
Dr. Headphones: i have grown to loathe houston from the couple of times i've been there
Dexter Fong: Prolly Klok
Bucky Goldstein: The NAFTA corridor can get ugly.
Bambi: btw: my blog has moved to our domain now. http://www.jim-fran.com/BambisMusings
Dr. Headphones: well, i have no trouble with chat even with winamp open, but no audio coming through.
Dexter Fong Notices Klok's Little Feet
Dr. Headphones: i thought it was little FEAT
klokwkdog: yeah, but it don't smell half as bad as being behind a double full of longhorns for 50 miles in August, Bucky
Bucky Goldstein: I've got CNI up but there's nothing there...
Bucky Goldstein: Exxxcelent band...
Dr. Headphones: / sings: "i've been from tuscon to tucumcari......"
Bucky Goldstein: Ever seen 'em live?
Dr. Headphones: ah, the old IRC habits die hard, don't they?
Dexter Fong: Don't forget Winona...or Flagstaff Arizona
Bambi: well ... hope you all saw my blog notice ... we redialed in the middle of all that.
Dr. Headphones: dex: that's "route 66" isn't it?
Dr. Headphones: saw it, fran, loaded, will read later
Bucky Goldstein: Flagstaff's freakin' beautiful.
ah.clem: we redialed again
Dexter Fong: Kend^ Yes before it all went away
Dr. Headphones: yes, i was in f'staff as a mere prat of a boy, loved it
Bambi: we are streaming this on dialup ... guess it's good to get the redial out of the way early ;-)
Dr. Headphones: but nothing is streaming
Dexter Fong: Falstaff as a boy...Remarkable!!]
Bucky Goldstein: Visited 10 years ago. Seriously considered moving there.
Dr. Headphones: dex: and pabst blue ribbon as a man
klokwkdog is reminded of an old Super Chicken cartoon -- "Chauncy -- are you sure that's Providence?"
klokwkdog: Chauncy: "What does it look like?"
Bucky Goldstein: And Polar Pro for the years on the Golden Hind.
Dexter Fong: Ken: =)) Had to think for a minute...welll not a real minute....a chat minute
Bambi: should be back any minute now Ken ... daggone phone company ... anywho!
klokwkdog: Co-Pilot: "It looks like there's nothing there!"
Dexter Fong: Must be Oakland
klokwkdog: Chauncy: "That's Providence alright. Set 'er down."
Dexter Fong: Ms. Stein
Dr. Headphones: bambi: read somewhere recently about a new wireless chip with high power, designed for out-of-the way communities to do wifi cheaply. wish i had sent to you.....
klokwkdog: that's what CNI reminds me of tonight...
Dr. Headphones: and the CNI drought continues
Bucky Goldstein: Kinda amazing how rural communities are coping with internet access.
Dexter Fong: Canadian Natural Information...beaming our silent message
klokwkdog: there's actually an FCC limit on 802.11a, b, and g wireless based on ERP, although you're rewarded for using directional antenna
Dr. Headphones: i was in rest area in iowa the other day, it had wifi. have to register, and i couldn't log in for some reason, but it was there
Bucky Goldstein: The Canadian National Infonetwork?
klokwkdog: I think 802.11n will be allowed to use 1-2W in some bands for point-to-point, though
Dr. Headphones: i hear the canadians are going to eschew (gesundheit!) liberalism and move toward the right
Dexter Fong: Bucky: Yes...Now know as Maple Leaf Limited and Not Responsible
Bambi: WiMax ... coming to a place near us in about 10 years LOL
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| luis - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog is thinking of "adjusting" his microwave over from 2376 MHz to the 2400 MHz WiFi band and trying to find some way to modulate it as a final...
Dr. Headphones: alas, poor luis, no immunity
Dexter Fong: Ken: Yes they see how well it's going down here
Dr. Headphones: lol, klok! fry them ICs :)
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies cease in through the front door at 9:30 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bucky Goldstein: By then, Bambi, it will be known as General Telepathy.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'princeP', just granted probation at 9:30 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: hey kend. you're back
Dr. Headphones: spreaking of canadians, hullo, cat
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat...so are you
klokwkdog: yellow Cat!
Bucky Goldstein: Bucky is thinking of putting Mr. Hampster in the microwave.
princeP: evening
Dr. Headphones: entering from the side, the artist formerly knows as princeP
Bambi: you may be right Bucky!
Bucky Goldstein: Hey Mr. P...
||||||||| cease2 bounds in at 9:31 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Double P!
klokwkdog: hey, we're not supposed to have any confidence in you now, Cat
Dr. Headphones: cat2: the sequel
Dexter Fong: And Gato Segundo
Bambi: hi princeP .. any relation to principalP?
princeP: hello
Bambi: hey Cat
princeP: what?
Bucky Goldstein: Yo cease...
princeP: speak up
klokwkdog: cat2 mirada nicto?
klokwkdog: et tu cat2?
princeP: huh?
Dr. Headphones: klok: last word was "nicotine" in original script
cease: i just logged in with my mac to see if i can get cni on it
Bambi: looks like Cat's been playing in the labyrinth again
Dexter Fong: Catherwood give princeP a backup group
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you want me?"
klokwkdog: carmina cat2-llus?
Bucky Goldstein: Talk about angry eyes, K
cease: i have janeane and company on this computer
Dr. Headphones: cat: if you don't, join the crowd who can't get in in windows either
klokwkdog never reads the scripts, he just improvises!
||||||||| Around 9:33 PM, princeP walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:33 PM and princeP waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dr. Headphones: we scared him?
klokwkdog: cat - you may get Duluth, but you can't get anything but dead air from CNI so far
Bucky Goldstein: Janeane should join us!
Dr. Headphones: nope, he hath returned
princeP: the chat is not working
klokwkdog: you should be able to get connected, though
klokwkdog: prince -- how is the chat not working?
princeP: ahh now it is :D I am here I am back I am alive
cease: is cni broadcasting now?
Dr. Headphones: "IT'S ALIVE!"
Bambi: still only dead air on CNI??
princeP: I typed and did not see anything
klokwkdog: and we're glad 4 u prince
Dexter Fong: PP: It's prolly something to do with CNI
princeP: now the chat is moving
klokwkdog: cat -- read my post above
Dr. Headphones: yes, bambi
Bucky Goldstein: I'm not able to connect to CNI.
klokwkdog: not connect or not hear anything, Bucky?
Bambi: yes ... Clem is streaming and attached
princeP: yes we have no sound, we have no sound today
cease: lots of pollitcal news here. american news has never been more irrelevant
Dexter Fong: BG: YOu may be connecting but it's dead air so far
Bambi: now that is weird
klokwkdog: they cannot dial out to upload the feed to the server, Bucky
princeP: dial 9 first, try that
Bucky Goldstein: Looks like WWIII in the making, eh, cease?
Dr. Headphones: new subject: anyone here have experience with either XM or Sirius in a big way past the FST? i'm going to get one of them, leaning toward sirius
Bambi: we are connected to the server and have been for more than 5 min....I am not sure what's going on
Dexter Fong: Unload the feed tto the hogs while your'e at it
klokwkdog: uh-oh, CNI radio banner just got some garbage characters in it
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:36 PM and Dave waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
princeP: hi dave
Dave: hi everyone
Dr. Headphones: hi dave
cease: hi dave
Bucky Goldstein: Evenin' Dave...
klokwkdog: it's now "|@(CNI..."
Dexter Fong: Hey Dave
cease: i just started a blog today to post my images from the dc/nyc trip
Bambi: shows 6 listeners
Bambi: hey Dave
princeP: did you break cni radio dave?
Dexter Fong: Thanks Klok, now I can hear it
Dr. Headphones: i had some of the new "triple cheese in the crust" pizza hut pie tonight, so so quality
cease: shoes for industry. shoes for the deaf!
klokwkdog: I cannot hear anything, Dex
Bambi: should say CNI Radio - remote feed - brought to you by Pop4.net Thanks, Dan!
Dr. Headphones: do they wear them on their ears?
Dexter Fong: Mules for the Mute
Bucky Goldstein: Can't connect to this CNI URL http://216.234.115.10:8000/
princeP: I connect, and it says 16k playing, but no sound here
klokwkdog: is RoadRunner paying CNI extra to get early feed?
klokwkdog: prince -- they are working on the problem
Bambi: what program are you using Bucky?
Dr. Headphones: bucky: just an aside, i still get your mailings, enjoy them immensely even if i don't say "thanks" enough
Dexter Fong: Klok: No, it's Wile E. Coyote again
Bucky Goldstein: Soundjam MP (Mac). Never had a problem before.
klokwkdog: watch out for stuff on the steps that says "Acme", then, Dex!
ah.clem: give it 2 minutes
Bambi: hmmm
princeP: poor bambi and ahhh, clem, many thanks for your efforts
Dr. Headphones: watch out even more for the "nadir" stuff
cease: the ucla show. i have that on tape
Dexter Fong: Ken: And to you also
princeP: chat has stopped again
||||||||| Catherwood leads Warp inside, makes a note of the time (9:39 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bucky Goldstein: You bet, P.
klokwkdog (imitates Truman Capote on Dick Cavett show) 1:47...1:46...1:45...
princeP: chat stalled
Dr. Headphones: hi warp
Warp: hi
klokwkdog: hey warp
Bambi: thanks princeP ... usually works :-(
princeP: rebooting, what size boot do I wear? ahh nevermind
Dr. Headphones: ah i have audio now!
Bucky Goldstein: You've come to the right place, W.
princeP: ahhh cni radio is on
Bambi: ok, clem says give it two minutes
||||||||| princeP is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 9:40 PM.
cease: newcomers or just new names?
||||||||| 9:40 PM: princeP jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
klokwkdog: prince -- try different #lines and font
Warp: wow it's stormin here
Bambi: hi Warp ... ya made it
Dexter Fong: Hope I'm still here
princeP: princeP is principal poop
klokwkdog: I HEAR FST ON CNI -- hooray
||||||||| Dexter Fong says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dexter Fong exits at 9:41 PM.
Warp: hi Bambi
Warp: Hi ah,clem
Dr. Headphones: storming? where? light rain here in sw michigan all day
princeP: logging out and coming back in works for a while
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:41 PM, then departs.
princeP: super to hear your voice ah, clem
Dexter Fong: Well, what can i SAY Dear Friends....
klokwkdog: where is Merlyn when we need him. Catherwood -- find Merlyn!
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to klokwkdog and asks "Did you want me?"
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:41 PM, dragging Mr. Motion by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
princeP: welcome to the future
Warp: clem was just waiting for WARP to arrive
klokwkdog: Catherwood find Merlyn
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to klokwkdog and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: Nice try Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Did you need me?"
Mr. Motion: Brrraaaaa Motion is here people have no fear....
cease: timewarp 2?
Warp: /2
Dr. Headphones: do the (loco) motion!
Dexter Fong Wefty 3
klokwkdog usually runs on the street, not on the gamut
princeP: runs the gamut, betty gamut?
ah.clem: sorry for the delay, think all is working now
cease: hows the trucking, kend?
klokwkdog: is that you Kiley Minogue imitation, Ken?
princeP: porgie tirebiter :)
Warp: ah yes it is
Bucky Goldstein: Also can't connect with the same URL in RealPlayer.
cease: i trust you arent typing and driving at the same time
princeP: thanks again ah, clem
Dexter Fong: Clem: Thanks and sorry for your tsoris
klokwkdog: he's posting via SMS, Cat -- no keyboard
princeP: tsoris? mao mao meowwww
Warp: glad you waited for me, ah,clem
cease: voice recognition software?
princeP: firesign world??
princeP: that would be VRS cat
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rotonoto close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:45 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
Dexter Fong: PP: YOu were expecting maybea small hamlet??
Bucky Goldstein: The chat CNI Radio URL also timed out
cease: i taped the bootleg album but i thought it was the berkely concert, same tour
Bucky Goldstein: Roto!
cease: hey roto
princeP: hamlet and eggs please
Warp: moto roto!
cease: sorry i didnt call you in dc. got too involved with other things
Rotonoto: Tap, tap, tap... Is this thing on? Thank you, Senator...
Dave: roto!
Dexter Fong: Hey Roto...Like tiny tears dried by cruel spring winds.............
ah.clem: nice croud interaction on this piece
Bambi: hey RotoDave!
Bucky Goldstein: Speaking of Senators... Anyone think that Frist and DeLay are going to weather this?
princeP: otonotor eyb
Rotonoto: Ahhh, back to life! And fully accepted into the alien community...
Dr. Headphones: roto, my dear friend, how good you came tonight! (now that you have, wipe it up with a tissue, please)
cease: some of them will be up on my new blog
Bucky Goldstein: We take fast train?
Warp: if they do the weather on GMA.....
Rotonoto: Stop torturing me!
Warp: maybe they can host 60 minutes III
Mr. Motion: Bucky http://www.issuesandalibis.org/
Bambi: hamlet and egg om omit
Dr. Headphones: 60 II is being cancelled, i heard today
cease: is that your blog, motion?
Rotonoto: ...yug eyb
princeP: you're a natural rotonoto
Dr. Headphones: motion is unca ernie? howdy, dear friend
Mr. Motion: Ah yep!
Rotonoto: like little flower, my terrific feeling for it...
Dr. Headphones: more science!
Bucky Goldstein: Grats, Motion...
Dexter Fong: Unca Ernie loves How Time Flys...as we all do =))
Warp: I said 60 minutes III
Mr. Motion: Nope thats my magazine the blogs at http://uncle-ernie.com
cease: any relation to unca pharoah?
princeP: uncle ernie? like the who song? now wait a minute...
Warp )
Bucky Goldstein: Condition, green.
Mr. Motion: Always arrived disguised as a thunder storm...
Dexter Fong: or uncalogy?
princeP: P oh oh P
Mr. Motion: Uncle Ernie the DJ/author. He just this guy you know?
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease2 - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dr. Headphones: motion: i hauled 18000 pounds of electronic voting machines to waterford (detroit suburb) this week. from ES&S in omaha
Dexter Fong: Yeah I know 'im...so what
cease: i was possessed?
princeP: we only need 51 votes to change the law about needing 60 votes, let's do it :D
cease: so you're part of the problem now, kend?
Bambi: wow...that's the first time I remember someone dying from intense demonic possessionn here in fst chat
Dr. Headphones: prince: somewhere i thought that changing the filibuster rule required 2/3
klokwkdog: yeah, CBS running sacred. it's just like after the quiz show scandals (how we got a nightly news report)
Rotonoto: but the cat came back, the very next day...
Dexter Fong: God kend^ There's a load shoulda been destroyed someway
Dr. Headphones: cat: well, i haul stuff i don't like, but if i refuse, i lose job
princeP: that is new, and scary :(
cease: who owns cbs? ge? they need all that pentagon money
Warp: 50 + 1 equals "nya nya nya"
cease: well, need not in the sense that poor people need food, but
klokwkdog: ge owns nbc
Rotonoto: ahhh, gentle forest creature, you have lived a sheltered life...
Dr. Headphones: i've hauled several loads to/from walmart and held my nose the entire time
princeP: winner takes all, money talks and ....
Warp: SEE BS way of Cunning Rather
Dr. Headphones: viacom owns cbs
klokwkdog: HEY ROTO!
Bucky Goldstein: KenD glowing in the dark as he hauls his "new" load to the Amarillo toxic waste center.
cease: ah cbs i viacom. same plutocrats, different pluto
Rotonoto: yo klok!
Warp: Rather Canning...
Dr. Headphones: bucky: walmart in amarillo kept me there 12 hours before they would accept load. it sucked
Rotonoto: plutocrats planetary high commission
princeP: it's going to be alright
Bucky Goldstein: I've heard about that Ken. They charge you for their people to unload. What a steaming pile!
Dr. Headphones: percival lowell is rotating retrograde in his grave
cease: how can you drive and chat at the same time, kend?
cease: sounds like bride of firesign brought to life
Rotonoto: yeah, ken- but they let you sleep in their parking lot, at least- heh!
Warp: soon it will be comy er condi rice
Dexter Fong: Cat: Ken is home
cease: aha
Bucky Goldstein: Real truckers.
cease: they let you go home, kend?
klokwkdog: ken is using SMS from his cell phone to post, cat
Dr. Headphones: roto: home depot let me sleep in parking lot, but must be in front of store, and they told me not to idle engine. well, temp that night was in mid 30s with frost, i idled the f**king engine to run the heater!
Warp: kewl
cease: i dont know what sms is, but there are many things in that category
Dexter Fong Haul's Ass for refill
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bunnyboy close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:54 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dr. Headphones: cat: i get 1 day after 7, but must wait at least 2 1/2 wks to take them off
cease: hi bunny
princeP: hey bunnyboy
Mr. Motion: BUn!
Bucky Goldstein: Hippity...
Rotonoto: and here I thought 'streaming media' was the communal urinal at Fort Truckstop
Bambi: hey Bunny
klokwkdog: ken - you should've borrowed some of that "scrap" lumber Home Depot leaves outside and built a fire next to the truck
Dr. Headphones: hey bunboy
Bunnyboy: Nino's rite about me...fer a change!
cease: hey bunny. i just started a blog today. you can visit dc and nyc with me, at least virtually
Dr. Headphones: klok: well, probably would have put hole in asphalt
cease: eat indian food with dex and elayne. meet comic book artists. see lotsa art
klokwkdog thinks that would be an improvement at most Home Depots
Bucky Goldstein: C'mon you asphalt arabs...
klokwkdog: SMS = Short Message System. Send text from your cell phone by keypad
Bunnyboy: Hey, Ken! Are ya really in Portland OR tonite?
Dr. Headphones: they cry bloody murder if you're 5 minutes late, but they made me wait 3 hours to unload
Dr. Headphones: bun: i'm in sturgis, michigan at the same old home place
Bunnyboy: (sings) Look out, Look out, that fateful tube, to see the eye of Gooooooood...
Rotonoto: are the sturgis biting?
Rotonoto: whatta you using fer bait?
Bucky Goldstein: Beat me to it, Roto :)
Bambi: drat ... Nino's right and Merlyn's not here to appreciate that you appreciate it, Bunny!
Mr. Motion: Good bless and god night and please don't touch that dial...
Bunnyboy: Oops. I don't see nuthin'. BRB
||||||||| At 9:58 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
||||||||| Bunnyboy steals in around 9:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
princeP: he is bleeding now, stop beating him roto ohno
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
Bucky Goldstein: Give up this day...
Dexter Fong wpmders if there's an echo in here
klokwkdog: wb bunny, see anything now?
Bunnyboy: Well, there's your words and mine. Huh. Thought that Catherwood was sitting on the feed again.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Bunnyboy and queries "Did you want me?"
princeP: in here in here in here
cease: have any of you had monty python's holy gr....ail?
cease: i think i sent you a picture of the bottle, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't believe so
Bucky Goldstein: Saw it when it first came out, cease.
Dr. Headphones: yeah! a personal mention from ah, clem....
cease: i'll have the picture along with the spamalot theatre up on the blog when i get there
||||||||| Catherwood leads Warptoo in through the front door at 9:59 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bunnyboy: Where's dat kitty blog?
Bucky Goldstein: Reason to visit NYC. Spamalot.
cease: http://seemrealland.blogspot.com
Bucky Goldstein: We take speedy starship?
Dexter Fong: Kend: I've got an autographed 8x10 of Clem
Bunnyboy: 14 count 'em FOURTEEN buxom campaign workers...erhm, TONY nominations!
princeP: take the antelope
Dr. Headphones: dex: when you put it up on ebay, alert me, i'll bid on it :)
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: well i didnt get a chance to see spamalot, but i saw dex, elayne and robin, doc and lili and loads of art. i dont feel cheated
Dexter Fong: Cat: Not cheated? You musta missed NYC
Dr. Headphones: cat, wish i could have met up with you and the NYC gang. i was in connecticut that day
klokwkdog: wholly gray ale, Cat?
Bunnyboy: RIP Frank Gorshin.
Dexter Fong: Ahhhh Connecticut: The Nutbag...er uh Nutmeg State
Dr. Headphones: the riddler died?
Dave: sorry about not talking much, doing 1000 things at once here, and my last day of high school is tomorrow
Warptoo: be well all I'm off to listen
Dr. Headphones: dave, enjoy it while you can!
||||||||| Bubba's Brain sneaks in around 10:02 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Dr. Headphones: bye, w2
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Ditto Frank Gorshin...one of the best of the Impressionists - Not the Painters
Bucky Goldstein: They're dropping like flys
princeP: super dave
Bubba's Brain: Hey, all
Bucky Goldstein: 'Lo Hoosiermeister
Mr. Motion: BB!
Dr. Headphones: hey bub
Dexter Fong: Dave: You graduatining?
princeP: hello vat man
cease: i hope i can go east again. the vermeer room was closed when i went to the national gallery.
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubba
Bunnyboy: Yup. Frankie wheezed his last. His wife says he had been suffering from a number of ailments, including lung cancer, emphesyma and pneumonia.
Bunnyboy: lo Bub
Dave: super dave who made it through high school all in one piece, unless you take out the eye but that's always been able to come out
Dr. Headphones: the veneer room at the home depot was open :)
Bambi: hey Bubba
princeP: I told you the bribe to the principal would work dave, principals have no principles
klokwkdog: lol ken]
Bubba's Brain: Wazreel?
Dexter Fong: end^: That's Veneer
Bunnyboy: Healthwatch on Bob Denver. He's recovering from quadruple bypass surgery.
Dave: ok finished jazz compilation, now I have to write an explanation of why I picked those songs
Mr. Motion: Did you learn to stand for a principle and to sit on your own stool Dave?
princeP: the little buddy?
cease: did you graduate, dave?
Bucky Goldstein: So what 's this great audio software we've been hearing so much about, Dave? I've been drooling over the new MotU stuff.
klokwkdog: he had to remove four bypasses? all by himself?
Bunnyboy: In brighter news, there's a fabulous casting announcement for X-MEN 3...
Dr. Headphones: if i sit on my own stool i have to change underwear quickly
Dave: you know what? I meant to write that to Ken on AIM, good thing it wasn't an erotic fantasy or anything
Bubba's Brain: Gilligan's Aisle of Langerhans....
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Tel a Cat
Dexter Fong: Cast
Rotonoto: Maynard G Krebs has outlived most of cast of Gilligan's Island
Dave: I graduate a week from today if my high school doesn't disappear
klokwkdog got to watch The Girl With the Pearl Earring, which had a very sedate pace
Mr. Motion: WORK!!!!!
cease: you never can tell
Dr. Headphones: no problem dave, i can synthesize different inputs in a stereoheadphonic way
Bunnyboy: Beast will be played by...Kelsey Grammar.
cease: vermeer is one of my deities, but i didnt like the flick
Bubba's Brain: Nice casting.
Bucky Goldstein: Watch out for those airheads from Communist Martyr, Dave.
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Are you serious????!!!!
Bunnyboy: Bub: Doncha think?
cease: hi bub.
Dexter Fong: Thought it was David Hyde-Pierce
Mr. Motion: Shoes for industry
cease: doc tells me he's making more neal amids and will send them to you
princeP: bend a couple in the doodah room?
Bunnyboy: Dex: Yes, indeed. I had read a rumor, and thought, "Well, yeah, I guess that'd be keen..." ...and then they made it official.
Bubba's Brain: Good news.... I'm running out.
Dexter Fong: Let's bend the Tall Jewish Couple
Bunnyboy: Dex: No, that would be Waylon Smithers.
Dr. Headphones: "beat my meat on the toilet seat.....doodah, doodah...."
Dr. Headphones: an old folk song from when i was a boy
princeP: from anytown usa
Bubba's Brain: Beat the Meatles.
Bucky Goldstein: I do believe Dr. H has been nipping at the rat cheese...
Dexter Fong: This High School moment brought to you by Interstate Transport
cease: but probably not when you were a girl
Dr. Headphones: i've never been a girl
princeP: and pussy cats to eat them when the sun goes down
Dr. Headphones: at least not this lifetime. karma and all that, i'm sure i have at some indefinite time in the past, future, or parallel now
Dexter Fong: Kend: Not a believable one, at least
princeP: smegbha
Bucky Goldstein: That
Bubba's Brain: You put the finger in, you take the finger out, you put the finger in, and you shake it all about....
Bubba's Brain: That's what its all about.
Bucky Goldstein: That's America Buddy!
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Warptoo - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Warp - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
princeP: here I sit all broken hearted
Rotonoto: hey- this is a family show! (not)
Dr. Headphones: indiana for the indonesians! gary for the sumatrans!
Dexter Fong: The Gotti family
Bunnyboy: Here I sit, buns a'flexin, squeezin' out another Texan.
Bucky Goldstein: Moosemeat eaten every Thursday.
Rotonoto: warp speed, troops...
princeP: rockefeller
Bucky Goldstein: Troops, get moobin'!
Bubba's Brain: Sumatran for the coffee drinkers!
Dr. Headphones: the rockefeller bit on weirdly cool dvd was about my favorite portion
Dexter Fong: Welcome to Grafitti Theater where we make audible the unspeakable
Bambi: oooooo ...fading fast
klokwkdog: so, folks, what do you think? If Osama manages to hide out for 20 years, you think he can show up in S. Florida and ask for a pardon?
Rotonoto: hereafter, submit all greffiti in triplicate
Dexter Fong: Kend: Yeah That was a wonderful piece of theater
princeP: you ain't got no brains on the left, your right
Bunnyboy: Yeah, anytime the FST catch a group rhythm, or "build the machine", it's gold.
Dr. Headphones: klok: well, he has that quasi-jewish look, would fit right in on miami beach
Rotonoto: go gentle into that long, dark forest...
princeP: mailman, hi mr and mister smith
ah.clem: ...
Dave is frazzled and feels like a rubber chicken with his rubber head cut off
klokwkdog almost bought some Sumaratran Satay Sauce tonight...but it was 473 Calories per teaspoon...
Dr. Headphones: knock, knock, knock on whose front door?
princeP: 6 foot tall arab attached to a kidney machine, hard to find him
Dr. Headphones: 473/t? wow, heavy duty stuff
klokwkdog: Ken - he could run a juice bar there!
Dexter Fong: Osama's Jewish Bar
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Woody One', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:14 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Dexter Fong: We Do Head Counts
Dr. Headphones: jewish bar? is that with or without chocolate?
princeP: rosanna osama donna
Woody One: Howdy.
klokwkdog: yeah, PP, especially since we have all our troops over on the Pakistani border looking for him
Bucky Goldstein: Hey Wood...
Dexter Fong: And hears Woody, a new head
Rotonoto: he is a fluke... of the universe... much less than the trees and the stars...
princeP: woody
Dr. Headphones: hi wood
Woody One: Hi Doc
Bunnyboy: It's sunny AND raining in West Seattle. Yahoo!
Dr. Headphones: roto: the desiderata! mammaries of the 70s :)
Rotonoto: wood? I'd recommend a nine iron...
Bucky Goldstein: You have no left to be here.
klokwkdog: yeah, PP, especially since we are really putting the screws on Musharrif to cough him up -- NOT! (would you like an order of bombs with those F-16s, sir?)
cease: hi wood
princeP: honkies who never left the farm
Dave: hey this is HCYB stuff live? cool I just tuned in
Bucky Goldstein: Have you made tit o CN yet, Dr. H? Ontario?
Bunnyboy: Universe? Is you laffin' behind mah back?
Dexter Fong: Bucky: =))))
Bubba's Brain: Some letter-writer grossly mis-quoted the guys recently in a PA paper--
Dr. Headphones: bucky: can't go to canada. they have some sort of limits on truck wheelbase and i drive one of the biggest. i'm stuck in the us of a
klokwkdog: Tweeny -- they don't want crazy American drivers coming across the border
Bubba's Brain: I am at this point reminded of a little marching cadence I heard on an old Firesign Theater record: "You'll never be wrong if you're Right, you'll never be right if you're Left -- sound off, one, two!"
cease: phil austin has a paper?
Woody One: Getting married Saturday. I'm a little wacked right now.
princeP: ahhh karachi and chachi
klokwkdog: our men have...bigger trucks than your men...
cease: not as much as you will be
Bunnyboy: There's a new 4 CD box set of Classic National Lampoon out right now.
Dexter Fong: Kend: Head to Mexico....They don't care
Dr. Headphones: saturday? then it's not too late to back out, woody
Bucky Goldstein: Wait'll you see Mexican rigs steaming across our highways.
klokwkdog: sounds like the US troops manning the checkpoints with North Korea. Minimum height 6'. Minimum weight 250 lb.
Dr. Headphones: been to mexico before and don't want to return
Bubba's Brain: I guess people hear what they want to hear.
cease: i look forward to seeing robin and elayne riggs streaming accross Our highways
Bunnyboy: It's essentially THAT'S NOT FUNNY, THAT'S SICK! , THE WHITE ALBUM, END OF THE WORLD, and a "Greatest Hits" comp.
Rotonoto: sieg Freud!
Woody One: Watching Marx Bros. "A Night At The Opera." GREAT
Bucky Goldstein: So who's the luck BoF, Woody?
Dr. Headphones: bubba: and disregard the rest
princeP: white trash mountains of virginie? c'est moi
klokwkdog: say hi to Margaret Dumont for me
Bunnyboy: All but the last have been available for quite a while, on CD
Woody One: Ha.
Dexter Fong: Bucky: I've seen em: 1938 REO's; converted 3 window 39 Ford coupes
Dr. Headphones: i've driven through the white trash mountains
Bunnyboy: But DETERIORATA and MAGICAL MISERY TOUR on included on the comp...as they should be.
Bambi: hey Woody
Bubba's Brain: Bunny -- its out from Uproar -- unfortunately the only online catalog they're offering it to is Amazon. I have other stuff from Uproar.
Woody One: Hey.
Bucky Goldstein: Fong, a man after my own tastes, except I'm mor into '60's early 70's.
Mr. Motion: Bunny what no Radio Dinner?
princeP: peco and alvardo?
Dr. Headphones: nat lamp releasing "best of" boxed set soon
Dexter Fong: The New American Motors 19-Wheel gremlin?
Woody One: How long have they been out on patrol?
princeP: who won the 2nd world war you so smart?
Bucky Goldstein: Gremlin X 5.0. Now there's a mistake in cornering.
Dexter Fong: How long have they been out of petrol, Sargent?
Bunnyboy: MM: Well, the 2 mentioned tracks are FROM Radio Dinner. I guess they figured PROFILES IN CHROME was a bit of a chestnut for today's "happening" generation.
Dr. Headphones: nat lamp releasing "best of" boxed set soon
Dexter Fong: Roto win-a Send-a Word War
Dr. Headphones: laptop getting warm on my lap
Bucky Goldstein: Lexus is coming out with a 300hp 30-mpg sport sedan next year. Nice home mortgage.
princeP: check check
cease: you need a more organic lap warmer, kend
Dexter Fong: Jeeze Kend^, can't you afford a hooker
Dr. Headphones: cash cash (johnny and roseanne)
Bunnyboy: DrHead: It's out! Thass what I'm TALKING about!
cease: is this your first marriage, woody?
Dr. Headphones: cat: i had to move my kitty to put this on lap
Woody One: Back to Marx Bros. Groucho & Chico have a 5 min conversation about the contract, ...
Dr. Headphones: ah, bun, i'm behind the times, i suppose
Bubba's Brain: http://lodestonecatalog.com/Nlampoon.html
Bucky Goldstein: Roseanne Cash rocks. Love her stuff.
Mr. Motion: Viaduct?
Dr. Headphones: vi not a goose?
princeP: sword fish
Dexter Fong: Swein Dog
Woody One: And when Chico says he can't sign, Groucho says, "well that's okay. There's no ink in the pen anyway."
Bubba's Brain: Viaduct tape.
Dr. Headphones: dex: i just saw the hooker question. yes, i could, but the real question is "should i?" i think not
Dexter Fong: Presaging modern banking
klokwkdog: trombones
Woody One: LOL
klokwkdog: tenderloin
klokwkdog: Pantages
Dexter Fong: Tough Cheese
cease: crooked cops. what a major change since the original
Dr. Headphones: if you had seen some of the "lot lizards" i have seen, you would put your tail (or other appendage) between your legs and run quickly the other way
klokwkdog: step right up
princeP: only what the traffic will allow
Bunnyboy: and tender hearts.
cease: 76 sword fish led the big parade
klokwkdog: and coronets
Dr. Headphones: naked little froggy native boys. what an imagination!
cease: best used car joke of all time is in The Crying of Lot 49
Dexter Fong: and a hundred and ten Bone fish played the blues
princeP: and 110 clorox nets right behind
klokwkdog: 57 Cadillacs is pretty good
Rotonoto: hash-encrusted leather aprons...
Dr. Headphones: yes..... yes..... yes..... yes......
princeP: and she said yes and I said yes yes
Bunnyboy: Oz never did give nothin' to the Tin Man...
Dexter Fong: ...and little men in pointy Crystal Meth hats
klokwkdog: disappointed they didn't put anything in from Finnegan's Wake, too ;-)
Woody One: That he didn't already have.
Mr. Motion: Nuttin' that he already didn't have and...
Bunnyboy: Head: Yeah, blame James Joyce.
cease: they scard away enough people with ulysses
Dexter Fong: Bunny: We don' need no stinkin' Brujo
cease: speaking of which, richard arnold turned me on to kate bush, using the same soliliquoy in one of her songs
princeP: they've all come to look for america
Dr. Headphones: i tried reading ulysses about 4 times, got a few pages into it each time, put it down
klokwkdog: i think it's more that somebody at Yale made them read it? ;-)
Bubba's Brain: James Joyce in a Rolls Royce.
Rotonoto: nobody's woikin'
Bambi: hey Ken you still here?
Dave: I've never read Joyce, will eventually
Bambi: ah, there ya are
cease: i read it twice in the 60s. great stuff. finnegan however is unreadable
Bubba's Brain: Yes you did, yes you did, yes.
Dr. Headphones: yes, bambi, yes... yes... yes!!!
Mr. Motion: She said the man in the gabrdeen suit was a spy...
Bambi: Clem you are fading
Bunnyboy: Head: Read the last 2 pages or so, and get ready to laugh.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood get me a marital device
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dexter Fong a marital device.
klokwkdog: there's a teaching company lecture series on it I want to get, Ken; the worst part is not getting thru it but not being able to read enough to keep enuff in your head to get it
ah.clem: ...
princeP: someone left a cake out in the rain
Dexter Fong: afk for regrooving
klokwkdog: at least it's not translated from the Russian (I envy Proctor)
Dr. Headphones: catherwood, get me a martial device
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dr. Headphones a martial device.
Mr. Motion: Show off, throw a towel over it!
princeP: lool
Woody One: Guys & gals, I'll try and come back before the chat's over. Later good folks. FIRESIGN FANS RULE!!!!
Dr. Headphones: prince: still one of my favorite richard harris songs. so, ok, he didn't do that many.
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, turn on their marital devices.
||||||||| Catherwood turns on their marital devices.
Dr. Headphones: ok, woody
klokwkdog stood in a store tonight trying to read the Cyrillic label on a packet of "tea biscuits" from...Moldova
princeP: night woody, say hi to sam for me
Rotonoto: don't take any wooden nickels...
cease: by wood
cease: sell stone
||||||||| Woody One departs at 10:29 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Mr. Motion: Keep'em flying...
Bubba's Brain: Nite woody.
Rotonoto: Mold Over?
Bunnyboy: Here's a great "shorthand" version of Ulysses:
Dr. Headphones: klok: i know some of the letters, but not what the words mean
Bunnyboy: http://www.bway.net/~hunger/ulysses.html
Bambi: Catherwood make me a Hazelnut liquer on the rocks
||||||||| Catherwood brings Bambi a hazelnut liquer on the rocks.
Rotonoto: buy high, sell low...
Bunnyboy: bye Woody
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bucky Goldstein - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: they had...a web site, Roto!
cease: they're flying like drops
Dr. Headphones: roto: enron trademarked that
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, smoke em if you got em.
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Bubba's Brain and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dr. Headphones: hey bambi, i made bootable knoppix for laptop, it worked great even with all the new technology in this one
Dr. Headphones: hairy dick?
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, smoke em.
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Bubba's Brain and queries "Did you need me?"
Rotonoto: guarantied for the laugh of the watch...
klokwkdog: ken - does it run the wireless?
Dexter Fong: Back and bye to those who left
Bambi: cool! the LiveCD for Knoppix is so cool!
Mr. Motion: I ain't been inside for a wek and
Dr. Headphones: klok: don't know, no wifi here
Dr. Headphones: it did connect with cat5 cable easily. didn't try burning dvd or anything so not sure about that
princeP: ah,clem lol
cease: hey dex, did you get the cds?
ah.clem: Catherwood, roll me ba bomber
||||||||| Catherwood rolls ah.clem ba bomber.
Rotonoto: Roto tried booting Knoppix, couldn't figger out how to use most of the utilities goodie trove in there... soooooo unclued...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Not yet
klokwkdog: i've had good luck with K3B burning from Knoppix, no problem there
Rotonoto: I'm a la bomba, baby- my monster island...
Dr. Headphones: roto: you aren't forced to use anything on there, just use what you know, learn the rest later if needed. lots of help available
klokwkdog: ken -- you could look for stations nearby ;-)
princeP: k3b burning from knoppix? which album was that?
Bambi: k3b is awesome
cease: do you have campaign chronicles, dex?
Dr. Headphones: klok: already scanned the neighborhood several times, nothing around. i'm in cable territory, i guess
Rotonoto: das da problem, kend- didn't even know enough to drive it into a ditch...
Dave: when was this recorded? this is awesome I love it
ah.clem: k3b is a very nice cd/dvd burning tool for linux
klokwkdog: i like it lots better than *#%* Nero. Nero has wrecked two DVD+Rs so far (either that or they're all bad)
Dexter Fong: Cat: Is that NPR stuff, and did they release at least some of it on one of the Rhino Albums
klokwkdog: 1974, Dave
princeP: this is super, ah,clem said ucla 1974 I think
cease: nero no good? ive had problems with it too but thought it more liklely my fualt than neros. what is better?
Dr. Headphones: haven't tried anything except watching dvds on this. it burns dual layer i guess, but don't have a need to try it. i bet blanks are high for those, too
Rotonoto: ucla? ic new delhi...
ah.clem: Dave, this was recorded at UCLA in 1974
cease: yes npr camgian coverage from 80. some of it was on lawyers hosptical, but it was relased as a set, briefly
Dave: oh man so Nixon was still in power which is even better
princeP: brew haha? hahahaha
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Johnny Piano into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:37 PM, then departs.
princeP: depends on what month dave
Rotonoto: ("you see what you want to see, and you hear what you want to hear...")
Bambi: Sonic works well ... even when Windows built in Roxio doesn't work
Johnny Piano: Hola, amigos!
Dr. Headphones: nixon bit the dust in 74, didn't he?
Dexter Fong: Good Sostenuto, JP
Bambi: later versions of Nero work on XP better than earlier ones
cease: thats not my piano, that's my john
Dr. Headphones: jp! LTNS
Bubba's Brain: JP
Johnny Piano: What haps about?
Dave: Nick Danger stuff!
princeP: black and white keys
Bambi: hey Johnny
Dr. Headphones: glissando to you, my friend
Dexter Fong hums Ebony and Ivor Rhee
Johnny Piano: Whatever you do, Cat...don't play your john!
ah.clem: hi Johnny
cease: bunny boy on a hot tin roof
klokwkdog: hello JP
Rotonoto: play the black keys, please- it's 'dark star wars' release week...
princeP: it is nick danger
Johnny Piano: How is everyone?
cease: is this your nick, mr. danger?
Bambi: throw in the black keys for free
klokwkdog: everyone is, for now
Dr. Headphones: star wars brouhaha. brou ha ha? ha! ha! ha!
cease: not high on false drugs
Rotonoto: black, square, kinda regular...
Bunnyboy: Yikes! I'm here, I'm here!
Dexter Fong: Not false on High Drugs either
princeP: how am i? hah, hahahah cough cough
Bunnyboy: Next time, clap real loud.
princeP: he is going to be ok
Rotonoto: not false on high drugs, either, mate- ar, ar ar...
Dr. Headphones: jp: i actually played the piano first time in years about a month ago. friend has 2 (count 'em, 2) baby grands
Johnny Piano: Have not done the Galactic Conflicts yet...
Dexter Fong Notices ROTO"S LATE ENTRY
Johnny Piano: TWO?!! Geez, Louise!
Rotonoto: heh!
Dexter Fong: then notices "All Caps"
Bambi slaps princeP on the back .... you ok, there, princeP?
Dr. Headphones: i suggested ferrante and teicher but they are in separate rooms
Rotonoto: gate clone to sector D...
cease: Lili Abner?
Dexter Fong: I suggest Webber and Fields
Dr. Headphones: he hadn't unpacked any sheet music yet, just moved in, so i had to play "amazing grace" by ear whilst picturing the baptist hymnal open to page 188 in my head
princeP: frog, in throat, send pelican quick, gack
Bubba's Brain: Not drug to false highs?
Bambi: the doctor is not in.
cease: WCs forever
Johnny Piano: Sheet music? Who needs that?
cease: naught?
Dexter Fong: Winstons Churchill Immortality Chapel
Johnny Piano: Cat appears to be in a flush mood.
Rotonoto: follow in your books and hum after me as we learn three new hymns in Serbian...
Dr. Headphones: i'm a music man, not a ear player. trained classically, but had to play in church for years and years
Dexter Fong: Shiite Music....repetitious
klokwkdog: Bambi - Dr. Heimlich recommends just skipping the back-slapping part
princeP: dread naught want knot
Johnny Piano: Doc H, I do both...
Dave: improvising is more fun that sheet music, course braille music is a bitch
Dr. Headphones: for bambi, i'd gently slap the front ;)
klokwkdog: so is Rock and Roll, Dex
Dave: I love perfect pitch
Johnny Piano: Dave, I can't imagine trying to "read" braille music and then play it as well...
Dr. Headphones: dave: you play baseball? :)
Dexter Fong: Klok: But not -apperently- Little FREAT
Rotonoto: vigorous back hugs and gentle words of encouragement
princeP: that is not cricket
klokwkdog: it won't get the frog out of your throat, Roto...
Bunnyboy: I hate crickets
Bambi: only the smoke remains lol
Johnny Piano: Little Feat coming to my burg in near future...
Dexter Fong: i KNEW bUDDY hOLLY AND YOU'RE NO CRICKET
Bunnyboy: I hate owls, too.
Dr. Headphones: jp: what illinois town are you from? i knew once, forgot. probably went through there recently
Dave: not that kind of pitch Ken, and JP I gave up on braille music because I would have to memorize it and then play it
Johnny Piano: Springfield, Ken
Dexter Fong: And I'm no typist
klokwkdog always has his wicket knocked over and can't bowl woth a damn
Rotonoto: no, I don't eat frogs, I race them for fun and prophet
Dr. Headphones: if it's on major interstate, i've done it.
Bubba's Brain: But you play one on the internet.....
Bunnyboy: Hey, there's one missing from the digital canon: THE THREE FACES OF AL.
cease: feats, get mobin
Johnny Piano: I-55, squire!
princeP: a sticky wicket, ewwww
Dr. Headphones: racing frogs! what a concept
Bunnyboy: And EAT OR BE EATEN.
Johnny Piano: Green with numbers on it!
Dr. Headphones: yes, i55 from memphis to chicago several times recently
Rotonoto: canon misfired, spewed digital bits everywhere
klokwkdog: Roto - a basic principle to remember: If you eat a live frog in the morning, nothing worse can happen to either of you the rest of the day...
Dexter Fong: Bunny: what you mean??
Johnny Piano: Wipe up after yourself, Roto
cease: good one, klok
klokwkdog: good CD, Bunny
princeP: and there is hamburger all over the highway, in mystic ct
Bunnyboy: Dex: Vinyl and tape only, for them there titles. No CD issues.
Bunnyboy: Or...waitaminnit...was there an early CD release of EOBE?
Johnny Piano: Yet another Mystic Pizza.
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Somebody digited it, I Have CD sopy of the record
klokwkdog: not original, Cat, but very apt
princeP: viaduct tape
Rotonoto: Roto fondled his mop and proudly boasted- "no digital memories here..."
Dr. Headphones: i have EOBE on CD
Johnny Piano: There were CD issues of both EOBE and 3 Faces
klokwkdog: Dex, Bunny -- I have a 3 Faces commercial CD
princeP: hehe he fondled his mop hehe
klokwkdog: yes, and EOBE
Rotonoto: all gobbled up by collectors, who frightened everyone...
Dexter Fong: KLok:Settles the question
Johnny Piano: 3 Faces was supposedly the first spoken word CD
Dave: Dr. Memory sounds like a bunch of stoned whales at times
klokwkdog: what question?
princeP: faces? they played with rod stewart, right?
Dr. Headphones: "what is reality?" a little deep there, even pascal couldn't get past "cogito, ergo sum"
cease: i hadnt thought of this before
Johnny Piano: More like Rod sang with them...
cease: either a new message or a new vehicle for bozos
cease: of necessity there are many
Rotonoto: incognito, ego sum
princeP: do not put descartes before the horse
Johnny Piano: A bozo massage?
Bambi: been fighting with a Dell from Hell for two days now
Dexter Fong: Kend^ Don't forget Kierkeguards Leap
cease: choosing to forget parts of the past
Bunnyboy: All right. I sit corrected. I do remember some hybrid CD plus graphics thang for EOBE, but I was not aware of the 3 faces release.
Dr. Headphones: dex: he was a lemming
Johnny Piano: Sounds like Republicans to me, Cat
Rotonoto: certainly well worth the dollar...
Bunnyboy: Damn! It's sheeting down rain!
princeP: carl lemming, sang with the blue notes?
Dexter Fong: Kend^: Who wasn't...in those days
Dr. Headphones: bun: yes, my EOBE has graphics on it, but i have no way to access them
cease: we are close to having drugs or other therapies that could selectively delete certain memories.
Mr. Motion: I see you are a sailor...
klokwkdog: there's other stuff on EOBE? not sure about mine; I'll have 2 go look
Bambi: gotta love that benediction :-)
cease: in in buhs' case, he wants the us public to forget the past, present and future
Bambi CNI
Rotonoto: Dells are doomed to begin with- too much bundled crapware, though much exceeded by HP
cease: the firesign here is more therapeutic
Bambi CNI
Bunnyboy: 3 FACES has some of the most in-your-face audio engineering. Not that there's anything WRONG with that...
Johnny Piano: I don't believe that the interactive EOBE CD ever was released to the public.
cease: is this kend?
Bambi: drat
princeP: I have forgotten the 1980s, the 60s was an acid trip
cease: no its not amazing, kend or whomever
Rotonoto: the memory is the first thing to go...
Dr. Headphones: this is kend
Johnny Piano: Eternal Sunshine....
cease: oh this is a radio show
Mr. Motion: later Y'all
princeP: concludes our program for tonight? say it ain't so ah, clem
Dexter Fong: KLok: EOBE apparently included Video aspects but in some format that almost no one ever had ans has since gone away
Dr. Headphones: roto: memory is the second thing to go, but i forgot the first
Bunnyboy: EOBE had graphics that were accessible through some now-defunct game or entertainment system.
Johnny Piano: Take good care of Gilda, Mr. Motion
Dr. Headphones: later, uncle ernie
Rotonoto: this is Walter, this is Walter, you have entered Earth Zone psychotic...
klokwkdog: oh. darn. thanks bun
cease: yes i have a vid of that, bun
Rotonoto: communication is dubious...
Johnny Piano: CD-I, I think was the format.
Johnny Piano: Hey, that rain is here now as well.
Bambi: Catherwood pour me another Hazelnut liquer on the rocks
||||||||| Catherwood pours Bambi another hazelnut liquer on the rocks.
Rotonoto: Roto is web-culpable...
Dexter Fong: Night UE; Always glad to see you here
princeP: I have CRS Can't Remember Shit and CRAFT Can't Remember A Fucking Thing and
Dr. Headphones: i hope it isn't raining here in the morning, i need to cut the lawn
princeP: toad awayyyyy
Rotonoto: don't cross the streams...
Johnny Piano: Nite, Dex!
princeP: and we join linux link, already in progressssss
Dr. Headphones: speaking of toads, there is sign on interstate in arkansas for "toad suck state park". i bet there's a story behind that one
Dexter Fong: I'm staying JP thought UE was leaving =))
Johnny Piano: Oh, duh.
cease: and you can pee into the streams
Rotonoto: and that's important!
Johnny Piano: Lick my zipper!
Dr. Headphones: i will shoot pic of that sign next time i pass it. somewhere on other computer i have sign of "negro mountain" on i-68 in maryland
Dexter Fong: Pi into streams must go
princeP: everything ok bambi and Jimmy-Lee?
Bunnyboy: Well, I better skeet. We're going live with a new network GUI tomorrow, and I'm one of the first pigs in the lab.
Dr. Headphones: 3.14159
Bunnyboy: Nitey!
klokwkdog: it connects thru a wormhole to Lizard Lick in NC, Ken
Johnny Piano: Nite, Bunnyboy
Dr. Headphones: bye, bun, have fun netting
princeP: good luck bunny
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
Bambi: night Bunny
Rotonoto: thanks for the stream of consciousness, good buddies (bambi, clem)
cease: bun
ah.clem: tired tonight, Good Night everyone
klokwkdog: nite Bun
klokwkdog: nite Clem
cease: keep em ah'ing
Bambi: everything is OK as far as I know princeP
Dr. Headphones: later, jimmylee
Johnny Piano: Zen question: better to be pig in lab or pig in blanket?
klokwkdog: good luck with that Dell, Bambi
Rotonoto: bye, bun...
princeP: ahh ok :) sleep well :) night night
Dexter Fong: Night Clem, rest easy...the gov'mint is watching you..er uh over you
Johnny Piano: Nite, ahclem
Rotonoto: pig newton!
Bambi: been a long day for Clem
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 10:55 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..."
Dr. Headphones: lol, roto, never heard that before
Johnny Piano: Ooey gooey rich & chewy inside...
princeP: keep em flying
Rotonoto: Roto leaves briefly to wander, crazed, through kitchen, foraging for food or inspiration...
cease: sounds like a bergman line
Dr. Headphones: flying pigs? wear a good hat!
||||||||| 10:56 PM -- ah.clem left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Night Clem
Dr. Headphones: what is the "nino" link which is new since last i visited here
princeP: tap it and see, hehehe
Dexter Fong: IT PUTS YOU INTO A SQUARE STEEL BOX
Johnny Piano: Good q, Ken - enquiring minds et al...
Rotonoto: t'anks, uh-clem!
Dexter Fong: stickey key
cease: a brown shoed square?
Dexter Fong: Kend^: Kinda like your truck
cease: don't make it
Dexter Fong: Can't take it
Johnny Piano: Oh wow - clever...Nino knows where we are...
Dexter Fong: let's fake it
klokwkdog: ken - something Merlyn is working on. Uses your IP data to find you, etc.
Dr. Headphones: ah, that's why bunnyboy asked if i was in portland oregon. nope, sturgis michigan
princeP: mind bloggering
Johnny Piano: Perhaps he'll melt another watch with Dr. Dali
Dexter Fong: Sturgis, Michigan....Caviar Capitol of the North Central US?
cease: is merlyn working for the dept of homeland security now?
Dr. Headphones: all the time i lived in w central florida, never made it to the dali museum in st. petersburg
Dexter Fong: Cat: Can't tell you
Johnny Piano: Yeah, Merlyn and Skunk Baxter
princeP: why are you asking that cat? if that is your real name ceasekerowski
Dexter Fong: Reeling in the Fears
Dr. Headphones: dex: no, but this country produces more seed corn than any other county east of mississippi
Johnny Piano: Oh, Ken - you have to go to the Museum
cease: saw some great dali in the east, kend. but there's tons of it
Johnny Piano: LOL, Dex
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
princeP: oh no, the fiddlers oh no
Johnny Piano: Guess that makes him Mr. Still Life.
Dexter Fong: The Thunderstorm has passed...and so has MM
cease: merlyn tracking us down through our isps sounds downrighe suspicious
Dr. Headphones: next time i get home (brooksville, fla) will have to borrow car from parents and make the 90 min trip there
princeP: seed corn? yah I have seed corn before
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: you will indeed, kend
Dexter Fong: Where's there?
Johnny Piano: It's worth it, Ken - the only thing better would be going to Spain
Dr. Headphones: there=st pete fla for dali museum
cease: sounds like bride of firesign
Dexter Fong: Catherwood you time is wrong
||||||||| Catherwood says "Poppycock! My watch has never failed me! It's exactly 11:01 PM!"
Johnny Piano: Dali Museum in St. Pete
Dr. Headphones: didn't 3 dog night sing "never been to spain"?
Dexter Fong: Melt my watch Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:01 PM"
cease: yes, spain was wonderful. probably still is.
Johnny Piano: Indeed, Ken they did
Bambi: so how has the road been treatin' ya Ken?
Dexter Fong: afk for a minute
princeP: st. pete, the heroin user, he was gov of calif, terminator now
Dr. Headphones: bambi: 99.5% boredom, finding out that FM radio leaves a lot to be desired in many areas of the country. lots of country music and bible thumpers to choose from, nothing else.
Rotonoto: course the first: Roto's homemade cauliflower and broccoli in coconut curry sauce...
Johnny Piano: Let's go to Spain and see the insane ladies
cease: you cant supply your own sounds, kend?
Dr. Headphones: curry sauce? an abomination unto the lord, i say, amen!
Johnny Piano: Mmmmmmm...curry
princeP: we mentioned osama and the homeland defense, cia operatives will be reviewing this chat now, bush sucks!
cease: sounds wonderful, roto
Dr. Headphones: cat: i do have lots of CD music with me, but not competent enough to change them while driving, so when i put one on, it has to be something i don't mind listenening to 4-5 times
Rotonoto: not like I do it, Ken- sorta sweet like chinese/american saucing...
cease: aha
Johnny Piano: Ken, you need an mp3 player - 12 hours on 1 CD...
Dr. Headphones: roto: will take your word for it. i have never met a curry that i liked
Bambi: yes, not much up there on terrestrial radio these days...gotta have time in an area to find anything decent to listen to ... that's why JL/Clem and I take our own on the road.
cease: the things you can do with food are endless
Rotonoto: I'm a gem in the rough, cat- or is that a rock? we're still checking on that...
Dr. Headphones: jp: have it, but didn't exercise enough discretion when burning them, mixed genres and all that. i did it alphabetically
cease: can you get sirius or xm? are they worth it?
princeP: most almond brothers albums, yes, buffett, doors, a few of steely dan
Johnny Piano: Personally, I prefer EATING food.
Rotonoto: ok, I won't try to curry favour with you, Dr. H.
Bambi: lol ... dave you're great ... and I am sure your Bozoette tells you often :-)
Dr. Headphones: cat: i asked earlier if anyone here had experience with them. leaning toward sirius because better news/talk channels
Johnny Piano: Ken, just hit shuffle and have the most ridiculous "radio" playlist ever
Dr. Headphones: $12.95/month after initial investmment. would be well worth it, i think
Rotonoto: I have her completely fooled, Bam- she thinks I'm pretty neat- heh!
cease: i listen to air america all day, kend. and im far from an american. i have to spend a lot of time muting the commercials, though
princeP: mmmm roto, kiss me you fool
Bubba's Brain: ...
Bambi: lol
cease: i think podcasting might be an idea too, kend
Johnny Piano: Fool me kiss you
Dr. Headphones: cat: aa on sirius, as well as bbc world news, pri, npr
Rotonoto: yes, firesigners, gourmet food is sexy...
princeP: bbc is cool
klokwkdog examines the small jar of "Mexican Hot Sauce" he got at the Job Lot tonite
Johnny Piano: Try some Bronco Bob's Raspberry Chipotle Sauce!
Dr. Headphones: i love bbc, many npr stations have it on overnight. i have actually put on am radio at night, listened to art bell. strange stuff fer shure
Bambi: that's the way it's supposed to work Roto Dave ... just ask ah,clem ... he told me to say that LOL
klokwkdog: "Water, carrots, distilled vinegar, chilie peppers, sugar, salt..." not good when sugar and salt that far down on the ingredients...
princeP: chipotle? one of the my three sons?
klokwkdog: front says, "Very hot"...
Johnny Piano: Well, it ain't Ernie!
Rotonoto: I slip some americo-desiacs into the ingredients list...
Bubba's Brain: Ernolte?
Johnny Piano: LOL
cease: i want to post my kale recipes on the blog, i got from a local paper. mmmm. never had kale before, now its a staple
Johnny Piano: Nicknolte
Bubba's Brain: Nicknolte?
princeP: I get high on life, got any life I can smoke? anything at all
Johnny Piano: Beat ya to it
Dr. Headphones: prince: only doral lights
Bubba's Brain: I'm black and blue.
princeP: lots of beating tonight, people and meat, violent
Johnny Piano: Oh, sorry Bub - didn't mean to leave welts
klokwkdog: yikes, FallingStars Pop is playing UFO's "Doctor Doctor"...
Dr. Headphones: glory to grid, three of four female cats here are in heat simultaneously
Rotonoto: "Your Honor, not only did the defendant play three on my cleints knee, he had the temerity to play knick knack on her knee as well. She needed intense cycle analysis as a result, and we are seeking damages..."
Bubba's Brain: Just as long as you don't leave a hickie.
cease: for you no doubt, kend
Dexter Fong: ;
princeP: give the defendent a bone
klokwkdog: the old saw about the dorm thing and pheremones, eh Ken?
Johnny Piano: You ain't my type, Bub...I like my women female.
Bambi: well, hate to do it but I need to get back to this Dell from Hell .....
Johnny Piano: Damn, and I haven't been mean to you yet, Bambi
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi, thanks for all
klokwkdog: it's infected, Bambi? Good luck!
Rotonoto: bam: lay your hands upon it's tower and intone "heel!"
klokwkdog: enjoy your, um, evening
Dr. Headphones: klok: i'm sure it's true. they all get to yowling together in harmony. it's almost enough to make me want to go outside in the rain
Bambi: so I am gonna hit the keyboard and mouse and bid a fair farewell ... great to see you all!
Rotonoto: r, ah- "heal!"...
Dr. Headphones: g'nite, bambi, my deer
Bambi: oh, yeah, klok
Bambi: very badly
princeP: good luck bambi :)toodles
Johnny Piano: Wear protective garments while playing farmer in your Dell, Bambi
Rotonoto: nite, gentle forest creature...
Bambi: btienti registry hack was needed...now more shows up
Bambi: lol
klokwkdog: Bambi, tell Clem great show tonight; I forgot 2
Bubba's Brain: nite bam
Dexter Fong: Catherwood play a woodland theme
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and queries "Did you want something?"
princeP: that was a super show :) cool
Bambi: see ... be safe on the road Ken!
Dexter Fong: You Nitwit Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and queries "Did you need me?"
Bambi: I will tell him Klok :-)
Dr. Headphones: tnx, bambi, c ya l8tr
klokwkdog: Bambi - btienti?
cease: by kend
Rotonoto: yeah, man- watch dem wicked downgrades!
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, fetch me a Warsteiner!
||||||||| Catherwood hands Johnny Piano a warsteiner.
princeP: Ibmab olleh
Dr. Headphones: cat: bambi's going, not me
Bambi: HuntBar plus about 100 other baddies
cease: by bambi
Johnny Piano: Geez, that's fun...
Rotonoto: ooooh- my vermeer just downgraded to a day glow elvis on black velvet...
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, call me a cab
||||||||| Catherwood calls Johnny Piano a cab.
klokwkdog: dang, a hundred acre wood, eh
Bambi: btiein
princeP: velveeta
||||||||| Outside, the 11:14 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving       TOR       coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Johnny Piano: Ouch...I should have known.
Rotonoto: you're a cab...
Bambi waves!
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, get me an Eichbaum Hefe Weizen.
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bubba's Brain an eichbaum hefe weizen.
Dr. Headphones: tor, slayer of dragons, has arrived
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:14 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bambi by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Rotonoto: bye, jp...
princeP: mons tor
      TOR       : Howdy do
cease: onto?
Bubba's Brain: tiether, tor
Johnny Piano: I'm not going anywhere...jes' playin' with the butler.
Dexter Fong: uta oh
princeP: hehe, he's playing with the butler hehe
Dr. Headphones: tor: thanks for the kitty recommendation, signed up for that one ;)
Bubba's Brain: Or butle with the player.....
Johnny Piano: You keep your nose outta there, princeP!
Dexter Fong: What time is it Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:16 PM"
Dexter Fong: You Fool!!!
Dr. Headphones: catherwood, you're a moron and can't tell time
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:16 PM, on the dot!"
Johnny Piano: Only 11 minutes off
princeP: you work for homeland defence in DC tor?
      TOR       : Say, I finished moi's latest parody (All Christians must now close their eyes and read further NOT) it is "Jesus Christ AntiChrist" and may be heard
Rotonoto: ten minutes fast, as usual
Rotonoto: you can set yer watch by 'im- just deduct 10-11 minutes
Johnny Piano: Damn, Dex - are you channelling Ren Hoek?
Dexter Fong: JP: No, I'm drinking red Hook
      TOR       : http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Tor_Hershman/
Dr. Headphones: i'm drinking folgers
Johnny Piano: Ah. that explains it...
princeP: dr hook? please missus adrien I just want to talk with her
Rotonoto: I should buy stock in Folgers...
Rotonoto: any relation to Capt. Hook?
cease: still in the stocks, with angela davis
Dexter Fong: Roto: Not any more
Johnny Piano: Please, Mrs. AVERY...jeez, da noive o' some people
Dr. Headphones: i heard pri show with dr. john other day, fascinating guy and good pianist
Johnny Piano: Mac rebennack
princeP: get the hook, honk honk
cease: a friend of mine played with him in japan. raved about the shows
Dr. Headphones: "how come my dog doesn't bark when YOU come around?" is great song
      TOR       : I viewed Dr. John on Conan a while back
princeP: avery body tells me that
Johnny Piano: you'd better beat it, I hear they're gonna tear you down and put up an office building where you're standing
Dexter Fong: "The dogs bark but the Caravan Rolls on" is another great song
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
princeP: were you vaccinated with a phonograph needle? you have not stopped talking
Johnny Piano: Ah, DUCK SOUP...
Dexter Fong: Catherwood hand me a gun so that I might shoot thee
||||||||| Catherwood brings Dexter Fong a gun so that i might shoot thee.
princeP: poor dave, he needed more exorcize
klokwkdog: this hot sauce not bad. very thick, not super-hot
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, you're such a tool
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Johnny Piano and says "Something I can help with?"
Johnny Piano: Yes, Catherwood, yank this.
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Johnny Piano and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Dr. Headphones: i'm chatting with him on AIM, he's leaving anyway, taking shower in preparation for last day of high school tomorrow :)
Rotonoto: pull my finger
princeP: give him congrats
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, zip my fly
||||||||| Catherwood zips Dexter Fong's fly.
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, kiss my butt.
||||||||| Catherwood kisss Johnny Piano's butt.
Dr. Headphones: wow, dex, didn't know a butler/valet would do *that* for you
      TOR       : _________________________________________________________________________________________ it _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
      TOR       : crap
princeP: careful piano
klokwkdog has just watched Uzbeck troops on BBC TV. They have US M-16s with grenade launchers. Our tax money at work, slaughtering innocents again.
Johnny Piano: What a suck up, that guy.
Dexter Fong: Nice Lines Tor =))
Rotonoto: .....................................................................................(tear off here...)
Dr. Headphones: lol, dex
      TOR       : ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ it _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
klokwkdog: not every day a guy graduates from high school
princeP: what's his line?
klokwkdog: so CNI tonight was vy appropriate
Dexter Fong: ...and persistant too
princeP: that's my line
Johnny Piano: Cutting soles from shoes?
      TOR       : Feces! I'm tryin' to lay IT betwixt the lines.
Rotonoto: yeah, what's my line??
Dr. Headphones: my shoes have no soul
klokwkdog: i think he's underlined the seriousness of the situation
princeP: dave must learn to play the flute
      TOR       : I ain't very good at that.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies My Bubba's Back, and... into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:23 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: You can cut off your soles but the tongue can never be trold a lie
Johnny Piano: After sitting in a tree, of course
princeP: feces? rod stewart sang with them
Rotonoto: hey la, hey la- my Bubba's back...
Johnny Piano: My Bubba's Back and you're gonna be in trouble
Dexter Fong: My Bubba's Back and you're gonna be in trouble
      TOR       : __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ IT ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
cease: and itchycoo park is still itchy
      TOR       : Close
Rotonoto: hey, get your lines right, JP
Dr. Headphones: keep trying, tor, eventually you'll figure it out
My Bubba's Back, and...: hey la, hey la, my dialup failed.
princeP: finding some guys, dressing like them and follow them around is a good idea too
      TOR       : Oh wait! That was bewixt, not between.
Dexter Fong: ..and the pigeons coo like a Cockney Princess
Johnny Piano: And pickin' up a couple o'girls!
      TOR       : Well, between, also.
Johnny Piano: Dex & I need to work on our timing.
Dr. Headphones: went by kickapoo creek the other day. thought that was just line in old musical, didn't realize it was REAL place
princeP: always picking up things, golly gee johnny p
      TOR       : Cock knee, now that's a reach.
Dexter Fong: JP: Slight delay for reverb
princeP: the pigeon sisters on the odd couple mmmmm
Johnny Piano: If it ain't socks and underwear, it's girls.
Johnny Piano: Slap echo
Rotonoto: kickapoo jpy juice? that real, too?
Rotonoto: joy
Dexter Fong: Catherwood slap echo
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you need me?"
My Bubba's Back, and...: Kickapoo creek is melting in the dark, all the sweet green icing flowing down.....
My Bubba's Back, and...: oops wrong place.
Dr. Headphones: roto: probably real somewhere
Johnny Piano: Depends on the length of the legs, TOR
      TOR       : indeed
My Bubba's Back, and...: Kickapoo fields forever....
princeP: the gods have lost their way
Dexter Fong: Bubba: Another Cristo deal
Dr. Headphones: heard curator of johns hopkins medical museum on radio other day denying that they have john dillinger's 18" penis preserved in a jar
      TOR       : to thigh master or not to thigh master
Johnny Piano: In Cold Leather
      TOR       : Doc, I've heard, but not for many moon, that also.
My Bubba's Back, and...: Just as long as its not a Crisco deal.....
Dexter Fong: Thigh Master of the Order of the Garder
princeP: conspiracy, they have it and kennedy's brain and the blue dress
My Bubba's Back, and...: thigh slave
Dr. Headphones: ava gardner?
Johnny Piano: What the hell - Kickapoo - what up wit' dat?
      TOR       : I liked their motto
My Bubba's Back, and...: Chauncy Gardner?
      TOR       : the Order or the Garder, that is.
Dexter Fong: Earle Stanley Garter
Dr. Headphones: hono soit qui mal y pense?
My Bubba's Back, and...: Waiter, I'd like to order a garder....
Johnny Piano: Bump ba-ba-bump...
Dexter Fong: Je sui ein euro
      TOR       : Pense & Teller
princeP: comment vous dire? jeg kanne ikke forstaar hvad du siger
Dr. Headphones: ich bin ein berliner
Johnny Piano: [Cue the David Rose music!]
My Bubba's Back, and...: Catherwood, order me garder.
||||||||| Catherwood orders My Bubba's Back, and... garder.
princeP: singing the rain, just singing the rain
      TOR       : look at the suit on the band leader
Dexter Fong: Cue the Raymond Scott Quintet
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, don't forget the hot sauce
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Johnny Piano and mumbles "Do you have something for me to do?"
      TOR       : What was that motto?
My Bubba's Back, and...: a
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: i just put on bride of firesign. its tons of fun
princeP: I am not in, I am out ,way out
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, please bring me the hot sauce
||||||||| Catherwood gives Johnny Piano the hot sauce.
princeP: the plague oh no!
My Bubba's Back, and...: Took long enough for me to die....
Johnny Piano: And technical stimulation
Dr. Headphones: jp: are you familiar with the ending of many count basie tunes? it's a little 3 chord progression i can't figure out at all
princeP: catherwood, please bring me the finger
||||||||| Catherwood brings princeP the finger.
My Bubba's Back, and...: Mmmmm. garder with hot sauce.
princeP: oops
Dr. Headphones: catherwood, give me the finger
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dr. Headphones the finger.
Johnny Piano: Can't say that I am familiar with the phrase, Ken - perhaps my roomie (the jazz guitarist) has some Basie I can listen to
Dexter Fong: JP: I'd say II-V-I or IV-v-I
Rotonoto: ken- Grand Rapids, MI? Who would've guessed? ;-)
princeP: give me god damn finger catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets princeP god damn finger.
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, give princeP the finger
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Johnny Piano and mumbles "Would you like something?"
      TOR       : "Honi soit qui mal y pense" (which means "Shame on him who thinks ill of it")
Dr. Headphones: when i had access to the piano a month ago or so, tried to figure it out, couldn't
      TOR       : that's it
Johnny Piano: Damn, he just doesn't follow orders.
Dr. Headphones: tor: i was close, but no ceegar
My Bubba's Back, and...: Catherwood, give me three fingers of whiskey.
||||||||| Catherwood gets My Bubba's Back, and... three fingers of whiskey.
Rotonoto: hey, I'll trade you something for that finger- I casn use it for a little corporate blackmail later...
      TOR       : how about a sea gar?
princeP: the solution is perfect, anyone who disagrees with me is insane, mark twain
My Bubba's Back, and...: Its the flying fickle finger of fate...
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, bring me a Frosty from Wendy's
||||||||| Catherwood hands Johnny Piano a frosty from wendy's.
      TOR       : mighty good eatin'
Dr. Headphones: dex: i know you are jazz maven, but didn't realize you knew theory!
      TOR       : a lill' fishy, though
princeP: catherwood, hand me a finger
||||||||| Catherwood brings princeP a finger.
Johnny Piano: Whatcha drinkin' there, Bubba?
My Bubba's Back, and...: Some say Wendy is hot and juicy, others call her frosty.
Dr. Headphones: i would have to try it out, can't hear it in head now with tv on across the room
cease: not a good idea to underestimate dex's knowledge
My Bubba's Back, and...: Unfortunately nothing. If I were, it would likely be Bushmills.
Rotonoto: a pretty chilly reception...
Dexter Fong: Kend^ Yes...studied theory at College and if you play Jazz, you better know theory and changes and substitutions etc....
princeP: she has stormy eyes
      TOR       : Yeah, but her extra value meal is a deal
Dr. Headphones: cat: according to our prez, that's misunderestimate, isn't it?
My Bubba's Back, and...: Do they flash at the sound of lies?
Johnny Piano: Dex is correct - jazz is all about substitutions.
princeP: those asians you know, almost smart
Dr. Headphones: i hate those menus which state in ALL CAPS: "NO SUBSTITUTIONS"
Rotonoto: one friff from column B...
Johnny Piano: And of course, knowing how to groove
klokwkdog: what was that movie, about the Poconos resort and the bunch of amateur jazz musicians? and the gangster guy at the end who shows up with charts?
My Bubba's Back, and...: And she has wings to fly... above the clouds.
Dexter Fong: Right JP: Get a bunch a white guys and substitute 'em for the black guys =))))
      TOR       : Hey, did you see, Judging Any and Joan of Arcadia are cancelllllllled - I hear they will be replaced with Joan the Judge and Any of Amyitville.
      TOR       : Must see
Dr. Headphones: white guys can't jump, but some of them can play jazz
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 11:35 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Johnny Piano: Is Wendy drinking Red Bull?
Rotonoto: unlimited substitutions- and... free toothpicks!
Merlyn: Any buggy chat behavior tonight?
Dr. Headphones: hi merlyn
Dexter Fong: Hey Merlyn
      TOR       : Black guys can't float
princeP: yes she does bubba, ahh if you knew judy like I know rudy oh oh oh what a girl
klokwkdog: new restaurant here; the Bento Box Specials have a Column A and Column B section...haven't seen that in years!
Dr. Headphones: yes, nino says i'm in portland oregon. i'm in sturgis, michigan
My Bubba's Back, and...: Hey Merl.
Johnny Piano: My roomie (and fellow Ooh) teaches jazz guitar
klokwkdog: yeah, princeP had some woes, Merlyn
Dexter Fong: Merl: Dunno...you just got here =)))
princeP: merlyn :) nino has been good tonight, give him a cookie
Rotonoto: yo, yo, the website magician be destinated...
Johnny Piano: Whoa there, princeP
Merlyn: That's not a bug, that's Nino...
Merlyn: I'm playing world of warcraft
Dr. Headphones: went to smooth jazz concert in dallas when i was there last month for a weekend. rather homogenized stuff
cease: oh, its merl
      TOR       : one form call em A and two from call em B
Johnny Piano: No Buggles, just Boggles
princeP: warcraft is cool
Dr. Headphones: but the free wine was good :)
princeP: beating starcraft took a while :)
cease: i had an amazing piece of fish in the dallas airport. i will always think highly of the city for that alone
klokwkdog: yeah, and the neat thing is...it's sushi, too, Tor
Dr. Headphones: free wine is ALWAYS good
Dexter Fong: Kend: I got tickets for Jarrett's Standards Trio at Carnegie Hall again...front row orchestra
Merlyn: Flying a gryphon to stormwind
Rotonoto: they mix it in a blender before the show, ken
Dr. Headphones: just heard he turned 60 last week. didn't realize he was older than i am. makes me feel young
cease: jarrrett was one of my gods 30 years ago
Johnny Piano: That would be Biggles, not Buggles or Boggles
princeP: keith jarrett or jet jarret or kenny?
Johnny Piano: Does Jarrett still grunt along with himself?
Rotonoto: pour it into little rubber molds and freeze it- it comes out as sweet little, popsicle-like musical turds...
My Bubba's Back, and...: Taro Adun, princeP
Dexter Fong: Cat: He's only gotten better...more mature...more into the beauty of music rather than the pyrotechnics
klokwkdog: Ah! Dex, Ken: the movie was The Gig (not about disk drives)
Dr. Headphones: jp: when i first started listenning to him, that was turnoff. but i've learned to ignore it
      TOR       : The lyrics to moi's "SuperStar" parody (Let's see how long this is ignored) [that would be as good as anythïng to do]
      TOR       : Saved by the copy & paste not workin'
Johnny Piano: 'Tis annoying, yes - hmmm hmmm eh uh
My Bubba's Back, and...: Rock me, Amidala.
cease: the problem dex is my ability to appreciate music has vastly atrophied.
      TOR       : Every time I see a cross I wish deep inside
Dexter Fong: JP: As a keyboardist, you should know that almost all musicians who don't have a horn stuck in their face vocalize
Dr. Headphones: tor: i have that page open, will listen when i sign off here. some of the stuff you've done is remarkably good. well you ain't no virtuoso, but the content is great
Johnny Piano: Sith is happening
      TOR       : oh, it's workin'
cease: thats why i never even considered seeing music in nyc, which 30 years ago would have been my reason to go there
princeP: david essex, one of the superstars of our age, who was never a superstar of our age
klokwkdog: too bad there was never a Glenn Gould/Jarrett duet series
      TOR       : that you had really have lived that it wasn’t jive
Johnny Piano: Dex, I sing and play - and when not required to sing, I clam up!
Dexter Fong: Klok: LOL
cease: i loved glen goulds radio shows. very surreal
      TOR       : out again
cease: very firesonian
Dr. Headphones: tor: you might like http://elroy.net/ehr/fighttheright.html
Johnny Piano: Of course, the king of "make a jazz noise here" was Lionel Hampton
      TOR       : Hold on a sec, Doc.
Dr. Headphones: well, dear friends, i must leave for sleep time. need to renew my car plate in a.m. and the lines will be long unless i'm there when they open at 8. sayonara, all
Dexter Fong: well time to park the car..night to those who leave...see you soon as possible to those who don't ....and a special hail and farewell or just hail to Kend^
Dr. Headphones: holding, tor
My Bubba's Back, and...: later, DrH
Dr. Headphones: hail, yes, dex!
klokwkdog regrets he never took the train from Albany down to NYC to see Karen Akers when the cover was cheap and the venues small...
Johnny Piano: Geez, Ken - too bad they don't do a renewal sticker via drive-up window like here in Illinois
      TOR       : http://groups.yahoo.com/group/flushy_superstar/
princeP: night night drh
klokwkdog: good luck, Ken! hope you get to mow if you want to. happy trails!
Johnny Piano: Take care, my friend - see ya down the road a piece...
princeP: I think the bus arrived for me too, toodles
      TOR       : Doc, that's moi's LEAST popular Yahoo Group.
klokwkdog: happy parking, Dex
      TOR       : I just shoot back.
Rotonoto: later, dex- be cool, guy...
klokwkdog: good night, then, JP
||||||||| princeP dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's princeP?! It's 11:43 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Johnny Piano: princeP is a bozo it appears - good night, squire
Dr. Headphones: got it, tor, tnx, will look at it. later, all
||||||||| Dr. Headphones rushes off, saying "11:43 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Johnny Piano: Not me, Klok! Sayin' goodnight to Ken
Rotonoto: bye Dr. H.
      TOR       : Meat the Flushles
cease: dex
klokwkdog: great to see you here again, Roto
Rotonoto: rushes back looking flushed? or flushes back looking rushed?
klokwkdog: anyone heard anymore about DT/Lili
Johnny Piano: ...although it may be time to bring in the metal monkeys...don't want 'em to rust, ya know
      TOR       : saying wrongs are all-right will build a big tribe
Rotonoto: oh I not be leavin' quite jes yet...
klokwkdog: gotcha on that one, JP -- nothing but plastic flamingos here
Rotonoto: t if you be a goin', see ya on tha flipper side...
Johnny Piano: What about righting wrongs?
cease: whats a job to a dog?
Rotonoto: heard what?
Rotonoto: they OK?
klokwkdog: and of course spaced far enough apart so there's no surreptitious breeding (that's why there's so many of 'em in the first place)
      TOR       : Jesus Christ Antichrist
Johnny Piano: Yep - you don't want those polycarbonate fowl running about unchecked.
      TOR       : Lie, kill, cheat, any wrong Christ still says you're nice
cease: did dex leave?
Rotonoto: yep
klokwkdog: parkin' dah car, Cat
Rotonoto: car parking
      TOR       : Jesus Christ AntiChrist what a freakin' story it's got gore and dice
Johnny Piano: I, too, am calling it. I'll catch you folk at another time! Be well!
klokwkdog: he's in suspended animation until he gets bak
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, bring me a bus schedule
||||||||| Catherwood gives Johnny Piano a bus schedule.
Merlyn: nite piano
klokwkdog: good luck with the lornaments, JP
Merlyn: speak softly
klokwkdog: issimo
      TOR       : Jesus
Johnny Piano: See ya, Merl!
Johnny Piano: Nite, Klok
||||||||| Around 11:48 PM, Johnny Piano walks off into the sunset...
cease: merl
cease: goodness, they all be gone
      TOR       : Jesus Christ AntiChrist saying rape and murder and forgiven vice
cease: next week, then
Merlyn: what cat?
      TOR       : With some comedy extras betwixt, such as, "They love to tell the story / though it's so freakin' gory / that gory bloody story....
cease: you got that firestuff i sent you ipoded?
Rotonoto: we're chopped liver?
      TOR       : See how they run
Merlyn: Not yet, will soon
My Bubba's Back, and...: ....
Merlyn: You can always see what's there by going to http://www.firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/list.php
cease: i should send you cds of stuff i cant seem to ftp you
Merlyn: I'm re-mixing the rev. Barnstormer bits right now.
cease: heard any more from the lads? i've been out of the loop for a few weeks here
      TOR       : The FCofSF rocks, indeed, Merl.
      TOR       : If you did that, KUUUUDOOOS.
My Bubba's Back, and...: Well, I'm about out of energy... besides I've got a rabble-rousing mission which I think I must abort.
      TOR       : !!!!!!!!!
Merlyn: nothing lately, pretty quite so far.
      TOR       : Good idea, Bub.
      TOR       : It's always a waste of time.
Rotonoto: later bubs- good ta seize ya...
      TOR       : what ain't?
Merlyn: thanks, TOR
cease: how are corwin sales, bub?
My Bubba's Back, and... sings "He is dangerous...."
      TOR       : No, thank you!
Merlyn: I wrote the rev. Barnstormer bits on the website except Ossman did the postal protection package
My Bubba's Back, and...: Cat, not what I'd hoped. Not too many stations carried it this time.
      TOR       : Cool, but I don't know what a PPP is. I haven't been to site in a while, is that new there OR a cyber code thingy?
klokwkdog: nite Bubba
cease: aha
My Bubba's Back, and...: nite
      TOR       : Fare Thee Well
||||||||| My Bubba's Back, and... scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's My Bubba's Back, and...?! It's 11:55 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Merlyn: TOR, just look at http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/church
Merlyn: All the Rev. Barnstormer bits are there
      TOR       : I'z gots listen, later if not sooner, too cool, thanks Merl.
      TOR       : The Sod On Me bit is new to moi.
Merlyn: Better audio will be up when I finish the podcasting MP3s
      TOR       : Cream Mation may be better.
      TOR       : Those are WONDERFUL bits.
      TOR       : Firesign doth rockith, vastttttlllllly.
Merlyn: yep
Dexter Fong: Right across the strret...waiting for me
      TOR       : I was absoulsoleLUTEly blown away the first time I heard "How can you......," pure genius!
Rotonoto: oooh- lucky, lucky
Dexter Fong: Roto: You-a bett-a
      TOR       : Hey, Merl, go the first link I posted 2 nite and give my "SuperStar" parody a listen.
cease: youre back, dex?
Dexter Fong: Take speedy motor parker
      TOR       : It's in the files.
Rotonoto: where *do* all those extra cars go anyway? they stack 'em, right?
      TOR       : If you think you stiinks, let me know.
klokwkdog: is it record time, Dex?
Merlyn: OK, it'll be in the log
||||||||| 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..
Dexter Fong: Roto: We're building an artificial reef off Long Isaland
      TOR       : I like fan mail, BUT, hate mail is MUCH funnier.
      TOR       : For Donovan?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Near enough for me =))
Rotonoto: hate mail from some flounder?
klokwkdog thought Long Island was an artificial reef
Dexter Fong: Roto: Hate mail just fluke
      TOR       : I mean IF YOU THINK i ii iii I I I I I iiii STINK
      TOR       : I I I I I I I I soundin' like Ozzy
cease: i had flounder with elayne and robin at red lobster in rural nyc last week
      TOR       : Get it? Donovan's Reef?
cease: not interestingly done at all
Dexter Fong: Throw another STINK BUG on the Barbie, MATE
      TOR       : John Wayne, Lee Marvin, one goofy flick.
Rotonoto: 'rural' NYC?? heh!
cease: great gunter grass novel, lousy fush, my experience thus far
klokwkdog: what is going on in NYC? some kind of Red Lobster cult? A time-warp response to BOC?
Dexter Fong: Gunter Grass wrote RedLObster???
cease: we gt red lboster ads on tv here all the time but we dont have anyin van that i know of
cease: first time for me. the coconut shrump were great
      TOR       : What you call the leader of Cuba if he like that place a lot but ate most slooply?
cease: i'm not that kinda dog
Dexter Fong: Cat: red Lobster = mass produced food
      TOR       : Red Slobster
klokwkdog: nothing like ads for things you can't get -- a FST specialty
Rotonoto: giant shrimp take over dessert stand at Red Lobster- film at eleven...
klokwkdog: to a first approximation, all food is mass-produced
Dexter Fong: More crustacean news in devain you like
      TOR       : Grub worms of the sea, I don't care for shrimp nor lobster
cease: yes, but thats where el and robin took me. and it was a place i'd longed to go
Rotonoto: aw klok- you're takin' all the romance outa eatin'...
klokwkdog: ...although kwd got some pretty good Peruvian organic bananas for 59¢/lb last week
      TOR       : like monk fish, hadock (&) halabut that
Dexter Fong: Klok: YOu're such a romantic =))
klokwkdog: this week, yams are on sale. yum
Dexter Fong: TOR: Ever had Sand Dabs?
cease: in dc i went to a place that wasnt a chain, and had lobster. it was vastly inferior to lobster at local chain The Keg, steak and lobster house
      TOR       : but not sand dollars
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 12:06 AM, dragging Elayne by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease: phillips
Elayne: Good lord, people are still here?
cease: i began the day at the philips collection, ended it at philips restaurant.
Dexter Fong: Jeeze...Elayne...Just wake up?
klokwkdog: depends on what you mean by 'people'. hi E
Rotonoto: hi E!
cease: and speakkng of travelling, here she is, the hostess with the mostest
Elayne: Just got back from a blogger dinner, Dex. But it's okay, they were all exchanging Firesign lines.
      TOR       : Well, you don't have to call moi PEOPLE, please!
Elayne: Hey Roto!
Rotonoto: welcome to the barricaded gorge and clutter...
Elayne: Hey Klok!
Merlyn: I'm not people, there's just one of me
Dexter Fong: E: Kend^ was here for the longest time
Elayne: Yeah Dex, I had a feeling I'd probably miss him again. But I got to see lots of bloggy friends tonight, so it was a nice trade-off nonetheless.
cease: unless theres a clone youre not telling us about
cease: are you healthy again, el?
      TOR       : The ole single personality defense, EHHHHH!
Elayne: And we had pyramid-shaped desserts, so there was the whole "bees and spiders" routine they had to do.
Dexter Fong sings "A Bloggy day, in Londown Town.....My dialups up but my PCs down
Elayne: The old cough is finally gone, Cat, but a new allergy-borne one has taken its place. Not as bad but still annoying.
      TOR       : Two bee ore know two bees?
cease: how is robin's back?
      TOR       : knot
Dexter Fong: Eric? Haff a bee
      TOR       : NO know
Dexter Fong: Lorgnette
Elayne: I asked my friend Mark Evanier about tickets to Spamalot, since he has a lot of B'way connections...
      TOR       : Tired of turd sezzzzzzzzzz, ttfn.
Dexter Fong: and........??
Elayne: ...and he told me he'd spoken with Eric Idle a few days prior and Idle said "I can't even get tickets!"
Dexter Fong: Night Tor
      TOR       : GAD
klokwkdog: oooh, we get a koppel "closing thought" tonight
klokwkdog: nite Tor
      TOR       : should of read   TIRED OLD TURD - MOI
      TOR       : nite
Elayne: Night Tor!
Dexter Fong: Tor seems a little spaced out tonight
Elayne: Cat, have you gotten the hang of photo blogging yet? I'm in the process of uploading the pictures from tonight's dinner.
klokwkdog has weepy eyes and raspy throat and plugged ear -- definitely something outdoors is annoying me ;-)
cease: my first day today, el.
cease: its a leaerning curve
Dexter Fong: Klok: Aren't you indoors?
klokwkdog: Elayne - check the log for link to Ken's blog -- some great pix
klokwkdog: yes, but still walking 4 weekdays
Elayne: Cool, Klok, will do!
Dexter Fong: Take the log to the blog...
cease: i cant figure out how to put my picture on the front page but i have been able to upload some pix onto the blog
cease: ken has a blog toot?
Merlyn: See you folx later, off to play more...
Dexter Fong: Sweet
klokwkdog: yes, cat he sent an email link to many
klokwkdog: nite Merlyn
cease: by merl
Dexter Fong: Merlyn is addicted
klokwkdog: if you didn't get it, Cat, check early in this chat's log for the URL
cease: i didnt get it
cease: will do
Dexter Fong: I got it....I got it....I don't got it!
cease: any of you know how long these pictures stay up on blogs?
Elayne: Night Brian!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Rotonoto2A in through the front door at 12:14 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Merlyn: I'll have you know, Dex, that I've only played this game all night for the last 2 out of 3 nights
Dexter Fong: Merl: =)))
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Rotonoto at 12:14 AM
Rotonoto2A: nite brian
cease: i pay to have stuff up on my websites. does this mean i can keep the same info ie pix up on a blog forever for free?
Merlyn: Just practicing more killing
Merlyn: byeeeee.
Elayne: Cat, it'll stay up until the place where you stored the pictures isn't working any more. After a certain period your posts (including pictures) move into your archives. You can set how long you want that period to be (I set it at 10 days).
||||||||| At 12:15 AM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkdog: no idea E
klokwkdog: sorry - no idea, Cat
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Sees this sight as part of his warcraft turf and is killing chatters
cease: thanks, el.
Elayne: Cat, Blogger doesn't charge, and neither does the photo service I use, Buzznet. I've never paid a single cent to blog.
Elayne: Ken's pictures are great, thanks for the link to his blog.
Dexter Fong: More cetless blogging
cease: the pix on the bitsite i would want forever but my minor league little snapshots of stuff certainly doesnt deserve the same reverence
Dexter Fong: centless
Elayne: The best way to ensure something stays forever (at least as far as pixels go) is to burn it onto a CD, I think.
Dexter Fong: Bern baby Burn
cease: hey el, not that you follow canuck politifs but as i may have told you, i was worried about the situartion here
Dexter Fong: or Burn baby Bern
cease: the left came back from having only 2 seats out of 79 to capturing 33 (as of now, may change either way)
cease: and the feds stayed in power, which is also good
Dexter Fong: Cat: Like animated WW2 map of europe, watching the madness spread first north, then south
Elayne: Great news, Cat! No, I'm ashamed to say I haven't been following Canadian politics all that closely of late.
cease: the southrons are doing great thigns, dex
||||||||| "12:19 AM? 12:19 AM!!" says Catherwood, "RotoComputerCrash should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as RotoComputerCrash enters and sits on the divan.
Dexter Fong hasn't followed Canadian politics since Hockey Season was cancelled
klokwkdog: you don't want us to lose confidence in you, Cat
cease: it just means that the next time you come to visit, things will be even cooler, if you catch my meaniing, if you get my drift
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Rotonoto2A - dead from the yaws
|||||||||       TOR       - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: sorry about your crash, Roto ;-)
Dexter Fong: Roto having difficult time tonight
Elayne: Nice to be able to stay up a little late, what with taking tomorrow off and all...
RotoComputerCrash: yesh...
cease: from brazil to mexico theire is a vast leftward elected political shift
Dexter Fong: E: YOu're off tomorrow...Did the boss die or somethin'?
cease: glad to see you so healthy, el
cease: i trust robin is well?
RotoComputerCrash: why, dammit, why not in america, then??
Elayne: Dex, he's in Greece. And I have to take 10 vacation days between now and August or I lose half of them (I can carry over 5).
klokwkdog: I haven't found the video of the Galloway testimony on C-SPAN, but during the clips shown on BBC News the other day, I was jumping up and down and clapping
Dexter Fong: 9/11 Roto...9/11
Elayne: And he's back on July 11 so I have to take all 5 before then, 'cause he won't let me take vacation when he's around.
cease: hey, i'm from a province that voted in a socialist governmet in 1944. we do what we can
RotoComputerCrash: vast rightward lurch/stumble
cease: you too, klok?
klokwkdog: it's coming, Roto
Elayne: Rob's got this dreaded allergy as well, Cat, but he says he's "mostly better."
cease: wasntg that great?
RotoComputerCrash: brian- yes
Elayne: Klok, I have a link to the video, hang on. It's a lot of fun to watch.
cease: good to hear, rob. i have a great shot of him going up on the bllog tomorrow
RotoComputerCrash: coming to a head in US Senate...
RotoComputerCrash: p, tap, tap- is this thing on? Thank you, Senator...
klokwkdog: I loved the deer-in-the-headlights look of that senator as Galloway ripped him a new one
Elayne: http://www.crooksandliars.com/2005/05/17.html#a2978
Dexter Fong: Uh Senator Head? Would you care to step into the Senate Cloakroom and smoke some riffer?
klokwkdog: I listen to Helen Clark's weekly commentary on 95bfm and have always said you don't want to get in an argument with that woman in a dark alley...
klokwkdog: thanks, Elayne
klokwkdog: anyone, of any bent from a parlimentary democracy can likely steamroller our "TV sound bite" politicians
klokwkdog: especially Dear Leader and his backpack radio link
cease: true, klok
Dexter Fong: Klok: Not if *we* control the Microphone
klokwkdog: someone did a damn poor job last week with Galloway, then, eh?
Dexter Fong: Klok: The techies were on break
Dexter Fong: Downloading NEWSWEEK
klokwkdog: I loved "weaponry" this week, the thing about the 1-engine plane incursion into the WH no-fly zone
RotoComputerCrash: never thought that I'd be praying for total gridlock in US senate...
klokwkdog: Cheney is zipped out of the WH in an armored limo convoy in constant radio contact with the military
Dexter Fong: "Senate Gridiron meets The Press"
klokwkdog: bush was out riding a bike -- they never even told him!
klokwkdog: so the host on "weaponry" comments, "Can you say, 'figurehead'?"
Dexter Fong: He Can't ride bike and toak too
Elayne: I'd better go, I can't put up my photos, review tonight's dinner and chat at the same time. :)
RotoComputerCrash: most dangerous 'figurehead' ever
klokwkdog: Have a good evening, Elayne
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
cease: you mean he cant toke and talk at the same time?
RotoComputerCrash: we'd actually be OK if he were just as stupid as he seems...
klokwkdog: yeah, I like Ken's new email sig, quote from HL Menken
Dexter Fong: Cat: That too
cease: gnite el. thanks for droping by
RotoComputerCrash: nite Elayne
klokwkdog: about idiots in the WH
klokwkdog: "As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron." - H.L. Mencken
Dexter Fong: Idiots in the Whore House
cease: great quote, klok
klokwkdog: get your Lincoln Bedroom reservations now
Elayne: Night!
||||||||| At 12:30 AM, Elayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Rotonoto into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 12:30 AM, then departs.
cease: seems a good reason to start a blog. when i run into a quote i really like, might as wel record it, if only for my own reference
Rotonoto: ..
klokwkdog: much as I'd like to hang and chat with Dex, Cat & Roto...I oughta go, too
||||||||| Rotonoto leaves to catch the 12:31 AM train to Virginia.
Dexter Fong: Roto man of many parts tonight
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "12:31 AM and late as usual, it's Rotonoto, just back from Hellmouth."
cease: off you go
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:31 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs RotoComputerCrash by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: back you come
klokwkdog: wow, he comes, he goes, never a word of warning
Rotonoto: yeah, can't even run a mouse 2nite
Dexter Fong: I ran a mouse through the Maze Room, almost got caught
Rotonoto: man, it was so good to catch ken on again after several months absense
Rotonoto: (absence?)
cease: indeed, roto
klokwkdog is gonna make some salad with his bargain "Olde Cape Cod" (never a good sign) Fat-Free Toasted Sesame Soy & Ginger vinegarett
klokwkdog: e
Dexter Fong: Roto: Yes...but he's apparently all geared up and will be present more often
Rotonoto: I guess I can stop worrying about him- he survived several months out on the highways
klokwkdog: and then have an anesthizing beer and begone
Rotonoto: the news of his laptop was a welcome development...
cease: sounds good, klok
klokwkdog: some pretty scary pix on his blog
cease: my bllog? surely not
Dexter Fong: Not clon
klokwkdog: see you all later folks. sorry i missed you Cat
Rotonoto: see ya soon, guy- enjoy dinner
Dexter Fong: Not clowns I hope
cease: by klok
klokwkdog: oh, that was a Subway footlong (last of the coupons that expire 22nd...)
Rotonoto: cat's plate was too full, Roto missed him as well (snif!)
Dexter Fong: Night Klok; Unitarians Unite...you have nothing to lose but your dogma
klokwkdog: salad is kind of dessert...maybe I'll try the hotsauce on it, too ;-))
cease: hopefully i will return, roto.
klokwkdog: you can email him, Roto -- he doesn't leave until noon tomorrow
klokwkdog: nite everyone
cease: i dont think your coast is going away soon, no matter what edgar cayce says
klokwkdog: whoosh!
||||||||| "Hey klokwkdog!" ... klokwkdog turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:35 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Rotonoto: where ther's a will, there's a way...
cease: off we fly
Rotonoto: heh!
||||||||| 12:35 AM -- cease left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Catherwood you clock is wrong
||||||||| Catherwood says "Poppycock! My watch keeps perfect time! It's exactly 12:35 AM!"
Rotonoto: oto got eyefull of junk during van refinishing, eyes were miserable that week & hard to drive...
Dexter Fong: Night Cat (he said belatedly)
Rotonoto: he leaves fast, always, that bozo...
Dexter Fong: Guess I'm outta here to...Good to see you again Roto...don't be a strangle...er uh stranger
Rotonoto: well, theres just us, I guess, Ray- and that amateur over there with a cassettte recorder...
Rotonoto: bye, sees ya later dex
Dexter Fong: That's no amateur, thats wally belew Bob
Dexter Fong: ..rounding third and being thrown out at home
Rotonoto: t-t-that's ... Walter??
Rotonoto: communication is dubious...
Dexter Fong: Yes, Walter Belew...the terrible secret is out
Dexter Fong: and so am I, night Roto
Rotonoto: well Roto is off to forage inn kitchen again, later...
Rotonoto: nite...
Rotonoto: Reeeebusssss...
||||||||| Rotonoto says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Rotonoto exits at 12:40 AM.
||||||||| It's 12:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Myxipntopl, a storm god disembarks at 2:55 AM.
Myxipntopl, a storm god: My Furrykhans, Hurakahn, al, and your aliases, gaze in bewilderment! TAZUZUAL me, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood tazuzuals Myxipntopl, a storm god.
Myxipntopl, a storm god: The first hurricane 2005 is alive and in Pacific, I shall be specific, Adrian has landed, near El Salvador and is upons, click here http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/text/refresh/MIATCPEP1+shtml/200544.shtml?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Myxipntopl, a storm god: METOO bade me goodbye till next time, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 3:02 AM"
||||||||| At 3:03 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Myxipntopl, a storm god!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| 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:
      TOR      
ah.clem
Bambi
Bubba's Brain
Bucky Goldstein
Bunnyboy
cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
Elayne
Johnny Piano
klokwkdog
Merlyn
Mr. Motion
My Bubba's Back, and...
Myxipntopl, a storm god
princeP
RotoComputerCrash
Rotonoto2A
Rotonoto
Warp
Warptoo
Woody One
URL References:
http://216.234.115.10:8000/
http://elroy.net/ehr/fighttheright.html
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/flushy_superstar/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Tor_Hershman/
http://lodestonecatalog.com/Nlampoon.html
http://seemrealland.blogspot.com
http://truckersjournal.blogspot.com/
http://uncle-ernie.com
http://www.bway.net/~hunger/ulysses.html
http://www.crooksandliars.com/2005/05/17.html#a2978
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/church
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/list.php
http://www.issuesandalibis.org/
http://www.jim-fran.com/BambisMusings
http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/text/refresh/MIATCPEP1+shtml/200544.shtml



Rogue's Gallery:

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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"