A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for September 08, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Firebroiled', just granted probation at 8:30 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
Firebroiled: Well, do you know about the gatherin’? I said, do you know about the gatherin’? I say the gatherin’ of the Revolutionary Chat Forces! Well, that’s gonna be a Reverend Westley’s pad--at nine o’clock this tonight--and be on time . . .
||||||||| "Hey Firebroiled!" ... Firebroiled turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:31 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| "8:08 PM? 8:08 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dave should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dave enters and sits at the bar.
Dave: This is a jest, I am using my new notetaker and am typing in uncontracted braille
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies sky inside, makes a note of the time (8:18 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| It's 8:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 8:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| sky - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:59 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Billville."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time'
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 08, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Non-Waterlogged Mudhead bounds in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Im not WET!
||||||||| Non-Waterlogged Mudhead leaves at 9:04 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..."
||||||||| 9:05 PM: Non-Waterlogged Mudhead 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!"
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Hello Dear Friends
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: hello ah,clem
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: http://www.mudhead.org
||||||||| "9:08 PM? 9:08 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Merlyn should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Merlyn enters and sits on the couch.
Merlyn: hullo
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Im on the funway already
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: hiya Merlyn
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: We're all bozos on this web
Merlyn: not waterlogged, eh
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: nope
Merlyn: you near the gulf coast?
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: i escaped the ravages of the black tide
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: not at all
Merlyn: Nino sez you're in CT
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Im in New England (Wonder if they call it Old England?)
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: and Nino is correct tite
Merlyn: jolly olde englande
||||||||| llanwydd steals in around 9:11 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: with a belly of jelly?
Merlyn: jolle, I mean
llanwydd: hi
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: angelina, dont be mean to her
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: angelina jolle
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:12 PM, dragging Dexter Fong by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
llanwydd: hi dex
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:13 PM, dragging Elayne by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Dexter Fong grumbles "Aw shucks, I wanted to get here early so's I could stick it out
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: hiya llan
Elayne: Evenin' all!
llanwydd: hi elayne
Elayne: Has the token Brit shown up yet?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:13 PM crosstown bus from Aurora pulls away, leaving Dave coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: E did you show it to Daddy Dudley?
llanwydd: hi dave
Elayne: Evenin' Dave!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from Vancouver."
Dexter Fong: Hiya Clem, Ilan, Merlyn, Muddy
Elayne: Hey Cat!
Dexter Fong: Hi E and Dave
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Non-Muddy tonite
Dave: hi all, just was playin with the braillenote online as you'll notice a few hours ago, that wasn't the most successful attempt, so I'll use the good ol' pc
llanwydd: everybody's coming in at once
Merlyn: the tokin' Brit?
llanwydd: hi cat
Dexter Fong thinks "They're coming in faster than I can greet tham
Dexter Fong: See...Hi Cat
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Lets stand him on his head!
Elayne: Oh, I don't think he partakes, Brian...
Merlyn: Hey Dave, Nino now correctly says you're in Denvre instead of the East coast.
llanwydd: hi next person. see above
Merlyn: Denvre is the french section of Cenver
Merlyn: Denver
Merlyn: skip it
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: ah, clem? Can i have the irc address again please?
llanwydd: got male. brb
cease: hi el, al
Dexter Fong: I go now to turn on CNI, that will take me off Chat, so I'll log in again making me even later than before...but that was then and this was now
Dave: east coast eh? odd, maybe it was the ip my braillenote used or something
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: but...that was now, now is ...now
Dexter Fong: Test
cease: how's university treating you, dave?
||||||||| "9:17 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dexter Fong, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
cease: vacationing soon, el?
llanwydd: fine time to be getting spam
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:17 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from New York."
Dexter Fong: Yeah, it happened again
Merlyn: that's what I'd guess, dave. The last few times you've been shown as on the east coast
cease: ive had spam on my blog. any idea how to get rid of that?
Dexter Fong: Llan: It's always a good time for Spam
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'bonester', just granted probation at 9:18 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: that's one prepared food I have never taken to
cease: and shopping for shoes in nyc
Dexter Fong: Hey "ster"
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Gosh, I wouldnt eat that stuff
llanwydd: hi bone
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:18 PM and late as usual, it's budgie, just back from Edinburgh."
bonester: bonemeister?
Dave: well maybe I'm in two places at once?
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Shoes for Industry in NYC huh?
Dexter Fong: Budgie: I bet your arms are tired
cease: the birds are coming! call hitchcock
llanwydd: hi budgie
cease: hickock? wild bill's bullet-less
Dexter Fong: Cat: Robin or Alfred
budgie: heh, Dexter - well, not flying from the land of the bagpipes, but not far from it
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: well, now your all here at once, let me say HI
cease: its a neal amid quote, dex
llanwydd: I recognize that as a capone line, cat
||||||||| At 9:20 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Dexter Fong!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
cease: you win, llan
bonester: it's not new, it's not improved http://www.well.com/user/silly/firesign.html
Merlyn: hey budgie
Elayne: Oh, there you are, Budgie! Hello!
Merlyn: your ISP is from there, though. Nino's map now includes the UK
budgie: Evenin' Elayne...
||||||||| 9:20 PM -- bonester left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
cease: someone from the land of the new firesign show?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Boney', just granted probation at 9:21 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: There was burger on the highway
||||||||| 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          TOR           disembarks at 9:21 PM.
Elayne: Hello Boney!
: Test
cease: warren?
llanwydd: hi tor
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:21 PM and Dexter Fong sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cease: i forget the firesign line about earl warren
budgie: yeah, Elayne told me they're over here shortly
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Hello Tor
cease: ah, a suburb of toronto
Elayne: We should get Budgie to do us all a report from Merrie Olde.
         TOR           : hello Il
Elayne: Hey Tor!
         TOR           : hello Non
llanwydd: tor, when you leave we'll all be quoting a Rush song
cease: i think the firelads should do some of giant rat in their london show
Dexter Fong: TOR ello
         TOR           : Any Mr. Bill fans amoungst the Bozos?
budgie: Elayne - if I can get there for the sjow, I will
Boney: Hey, Elayne. Your URL is here. http://www.well.com/user/silly/blogroll.html
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: I loved him
Elayne: If they stick to any Goon-inspired stuff I'm sure they'll be a big hit.
Boney: The blog is dead, the blogroll lives on.
         TOR           : http://www.sun-sentinel.com/news/weather/weblog/hurricane/archives/2005/06/oh_no_mr_bill_h.html
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: literally
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Canadian, eh?
llanwydd: I wonder how many of you will get that
         TOR           : REAL clay-mation
Elayne: Thanks Tom!
llanwydd: good one, dex
cease: i hope that doesnt mean people will hit them, el
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: more like Clay-motion
Dexter Fong: Hit me with a Blogroll
         TOR           : clay achin' mation
cease: but i dont suppose football hooligans attend firesign shows
Elayne: Tom, you should add Cat's blog as well. And probably Fran's too.
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: or Clay makin bacon
llanwydd: that's what I'd like to see. Mr. Billville
         TOR           : & moi's evil blog http://torhershman.blogspot.com/
budgie: bah, don't mention blogrolls to me. bl.gs stopped registering my updates months ago
         TOR           : Mr. Billville would be a gas.
Elayne: Cat is at http://seemrealland.blogspot.com/
Dexter Fong: They call me Mister Billville but my real name is Speedo
cease: watfching all these abandoned pets in new orleans on the news
Dave: I'm too introverted to write blogs, too private, let me tell you my ventings! hahaha I think not!
cease: people say they wont leave without their pets. i can dig that
Elayne: And Fran (Bambi) is at http://jim-fran.com/BambisMusings
ah,clem: ...
cease: is this your only act of non-privacy, dave?
Dexter Fong: Dave: Keep it to yourself =)
Elayne: Tor, I like your Living Will. :)
         TOR           : thanks
Dexter Fong: Will Rogers Lives!!
         TOR           : Hon ney of a noodle
Dexter Fong: Ho! Nay!
cease: my latest blog entry is for hon's house of noodles
llanwydd: If Rogers lives he's probably in an alaskan ghost town
Elayne: I love your restaurant/food posts, Cat!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:28 PM, dragging professorPoop by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
Dexter Fong: pP!
cease: vancouver is having a tasting feast next saturday. various upscale restaurant offer tidbits from their menu. will make a Great blog entry
         TOR           : More of Post town
professorPoop: 10-4 eleanor
cease: thaks el. at least someone does
Dave: I had noodles today, man I'm gonna gain so much weight, but I'm a stick, but I like my 115 lbs, smile
professorPoop: hi fong
budgie: ok, well the name of the place is "a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" and as it's heading towards 2:25am, I'm similarly heading for bed... night all
Elayne: I love "food porn." I'm addicted to the Food Network, especially Iron Chef.
professorPoop: you have to run around in the shower to get wet dave
         TOR           : I like my 115 lbs, too. And I like my other leg as well.
Elayne: Night Budgie, thanks for stopping by!
professorPoop: night budgie
Merlyn: nite budgie, thanks for the nino stress test
llanwydd: good night budgie
         TOR           : bye
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: gnight budgie
cease: by budge
Dexter Fong: Night Budgemeister
professorPoop: cheerio or bonsoir alors
Merlyn: that horn honk in dwarf is used in a lot of computer games
llanwydd: tout alors
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: yeah, bon bons up yours too Professer
professorPoop: oops what is scottish for night night?
         TOR           : nought nought ?
Dexter Fong: Merl: It's kind of an Orc signature, right Merl
professorPoop: that is right up my alley
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: Thank you ah, clem
llanwydd: I dread nought
professorPoop: whoughs there?
         TOR           : a battleship joke, ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Dexter Fong: "We have nothing to dread but our noght,,,,er,,,,thought
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'klokwkdog', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:32 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| "Hey klokwkdog!" ... klokwkdog turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:32 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
professorPoop: a battleship joke whough?
         TOR           : You sank my !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
||||||||| klokwkdog waltzes in at 9:32 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
professorPoop: klick klock
llanwydd: hi klok
Dexter Fong: Hi Bye Hi Klok
klokwkdog: hello all
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: whats that klicking noise
cease: klok
Dexter Fong: My Bich Pen
llanwydd: blast from the past, tor!
professorPoop: mudhead's car
         TOR           : Gotz to go, Stay on Groovin' Safari.
cease: going to sink the bizmarck?
Dexter Fong: So long TOR
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead: not any more
Elayne: Hi Klok!
klokwkdog: and Ken says he has to sleep until 11PM and then off to the salt mine or something along that order
llanwydd: bye tor. say goodnight to Snow Dog
Dexter Fong: Ooohh! Heavily produced station ID form Clem
klokwkdog: so he prob'ly won't be joining us
professorPoop: bye Tor
Dexter Fong: Clem
Dexter Fong: Clem
Dexter Fong: C;lem
Dexter Fong: Clen
Dexter Fong: Clan
cease: tor? keep on tearing
Dexter Fong: Klum
professorPoop: ah, clem, on a roll? keister?
cease: hi ah clem
llanwydd: clam roll! sounds good
||||||||| At 9:35 PM, Non-Waterlogged Mudhead vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Boney: Read all about it in TOR-a-zine
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Mudhead in through the front door at 9:35 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
professorPoop: oyster rolls royce
Mudhead: My heads not wet!
Dexter Fong: Clam Roll: Clam!....Here Clam!.......Present Clam!....'yo!
ah,clem :)
cease: this is our first chat since the announcement of the firesign gig in london
professorPoop: howdy clem
llanwydd: thursday night. time to break out more homemade wine
Boney: I'm Boney in the Rogue's Gallery. http://www.well.com/user/silly/firesign.html
Mudhead: ah, clem whats the irc address?
||||||||| At 9:37 PM, Boney runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| 9:37 PM: Boney 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!"
cease: too bad austin couldnt take a ship over there
Dexter Fong: Bye Boney,,,,thanks for the 8x10
klokwkdog: mudhead - irc.equnet.org, I think. join #cni
professorPoop: you taught my beginners calculus class boney
cease: i see Hu's on first
Dexter Fong: Cat: They should heavily drug him,,,then fly him over there
ah,clem: yup
Boney: I'd explain what just happened... But I'm too busy laughing.
Boney: Laughing hard at my own silly self.
cease: he's in ottawa. but not doing the official us visit, just the un,. i think
Dexter Fong: afk for ....well you know
Boney: I taught no one's calculus class, professorPoop.
Boney: I never even took calculus class.
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
|||||||||          TOR           - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| budgie - dead from measles
||||||||| Dave - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Boney: I've never taught, I've never even taken
professorPoop: well you look like him, a class right after lunch in high school in the middle 1970s, need I say more?
Boney: I look like a sloppy joe?
Boney: I thought you said I look like lunch
professorPoop: a big mac maybe
cease: does the earl of sandwich look like sliced bread?
professorPoop: I used to smoke my lunch, and I don't mean fish or ham or turkey
Elayne: http://www.prnewswire.com/cgi-bin/stories.pl?ACCT=104&STORY=/www/story/09-07-2005/0004102163&EDATE
Boney: I'll be buying a Mac mini soon... I'm trying to lose weight... Every half watt counts.
Elayne: Just found that reading through my blogs.
Boney: You were in the parking lot relating with the other kids and teachers
||||||||| Outside, the 9:42 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Bambi coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Boney: relating to?
Bambi: hello Dear Friends :-)
klokwkdog: howdy Bambi
llanwydd: hi bambi
Dexter Fong: Bambi!
professorPoop: hi bambi, how are you?
Bambi: hey Klok
cease: sounds like something i'll definitely watch, el
cease: hi bambi
Bambi: hi profP doing well and you?
Bambi: hi Cat
professorPoop: when did you move to michigan bambi?
professorPoop: fine thanks
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a Toasted Almond
||||||||| Catherwood hands Bambi a toasted almond.
professorPoop: that does look like fun E
Elayne: Hey Bambi!
Mudhead: fine, dont offer me a drink
Elayne: Here's a creepy story: http://www.reformer.com/Stories/0,1413,102%257E29954%257E3034056,00.html
Boney: Currently the focus of the War on Drugs is on casual pot smokers... some top bureaucrats from FEMA will be transferred to the War on Drugs soon... It's all in the Department of Homeland Security... Somewhere
Bambi: hey Elayne!
llanwydd: I wonder if catherwood would give me a whole dinner
||||||||| Catherwood gets llanwydd a whole dinner.
Bambi: well, we have been spending some time here for the last couple summers helping out and visiting ... and getting away from the vicious hot VA summers
professorPoop: don't be greedy llan
Bambi: hi llanwydd
cease: and extraditing canadians to face us courts, boney
llanwydd: now I never have to worry about going hungry
Dexter Fong: "FEMA Agents raid Hospital. Find Drugs.
cease: your war on drugs is getting more and more insane
Boney: They're gonna turn the high school parking lot into... a parking lot
professorPoop: michigan looked like virginia to me, I was not there for the winters
cease: even though i grew up in la, i am never not amazed at america's infinite evil
cease: as long as michigan doesnt start looking like a vagina to you, poop
Dexter Fong: BoneY: They paved paradise...pujt up a school
professorPoop: wrong chatroom cat
Dexter Fong: Yeah! No anti-American talk here buddy
Boney: bOnEy
Mudhead: Im positive
professorPoop: did we have a moment of silence for gilligan?
Bambi: gee ... how odd to find drugs in a hospital ... FEMA on the case again LOL
Mudhead: thats long enuff
Boney: Maynard G Krebs
Dexter Fong: pP: I scattered his ashes
professorPoop: you are older than I am
cease: i guess gilligan can't get busted for put anymore
Dexter Fong: pP: What my age got to do with it?
professorPoop: offerings for a parking space fong?
llanwydd: I've never been in CA, cat but I know how about the evils of the LA police department. It's big news in the US
Boney: High School Madness bore a resemblence to a show called Dobie Gillis... Also Ozzie & Harriet, etc.
professorPoop: was he really?
Elayne: I hope the pot at least helped ease his suffering towards the end.
Merlyn: ok, trivia question: what was gilligan's full name?
Boney: That's Dobie, not Doobie
cease: i'm sure it did, el
Dexter Fong: Doobie Gilligan?
professorPoop: little buddy gilligan
Boney: Bob Denver was a supporting character in the Dobie Gillis show named Maynard G Krebs, a beatnik
llanwydd: I remember maynard. And I was only 3 years old
cease: all yu need to know about the la police force is summartzed in the deputy dan cut on dear friends.
Dexter Fong snaps his fingers
cease: or from another firesign line, "help, it's the police."
professorPoop: I remember the name, I cannot remember one episode
cease: in nola it would be, "help. it's fema!"
Merlyn: supposedly listed as "Willie Gilligan" in the first TV guide entry for the premiere
Bambi: thanks for posting my blog Elayne when folks were posting them :-)
Boney: He was the sort of small town beatnik who'd be working the espresso machine at your local coffee house.
cease: i watched dobie when i was too young for doobies
Mudhead: arent they the same in NOLA?
llanwydd: dobie used to talk into the camera sometimes. that's all I remember about him
professorPoop: solioquays?
Dexter Fong: Willie Gilligan - The story of an elderly black transvestite.supreme court judge and her illegitamte family
llanwydd: right, pp
Elayne: No prob, Bambi - I don't always understand your tech talk but I like your blog just the same!
Boney: They filmed the location shots of the Dobie Goes to College episode at Pomona College, not far from where Ossman reputedly went to school
professorPoop: G I double L I A N spells Gilligan
Boney: Claremont Mens College
llanwydd: gilligan's island was extremely improbable
Dexter Fong: Reoeatedly went to school
cease: so you, david ossman, don't go to school!
Bambi: one of the best things about MI during the summer ... you can actually stay outside without getting eaten alive by mosquitos and without all that humidity and heat!
Boney: Which in turn is across the street from Pitzer College, where I graduated from
Dexter Fong: Ilan: What are you a critic?
Boney: My old ale mater
Boney: wherefrom I graduated
Boney: from
||||||||| 9:54 PM: Dave 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!"
professorPoop: It was insight into the sociology of America
llanwydd: perfectly intelligent people who not only couldn't build a boat to get them off the island but couldn't fix the hole in the old one
professorPoop: wb dave
Bambi: gotta love the things they came up with ... especially since they had only traveled with a day trip's worth of anything LOL
Bambi: hi Dave
cease: i went to 3 la universities. inlcluding one near exposition park, which i always think of during dwarf
Dave: wow see what I miss by reading my braillenote's manual, so many more options with this thing
cease: you have new braile machine, dave?
Bambi: couldn't fix the boat ... but they were able to make a full blown stage LOL
professorPoop: I think nixon was president, that should explain everything
llanwydd: they were well dressed on that island all those years. and rather well fed
Dexter Fong: Boat was under warrentee...if they did amything to it, would void the warrantee
professorPoop: they were not in a hurry
cease: there is an echo in dwarf of the old mickie rooney, judy garland movies-hey kits, let's put on a show
cease: kids
Bambi: well, you know coconuts are supposed to be plant
cease: i think they mention it in liner notes or somewhere
Merlyn: They almost got rescued, but Gilligan spelled out "HEPL" with rocks and FEMA said it didn't count
Dexter Fong: Hey kids, open your show kits
Bambi: plant's answer to mother's milk ;)
cease: pliant? only after you get them drunk
professorPoop: hehe she said mother's milk hehe
llanwydd: I know a guy who thinks he is the son of mickey and judy. no kidding
professorPoop: preferable to father's milk thank you
Dexter Fong Swigs down a chalice of Mare's Milk
professorPoop: close the curtain fred
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Short energetic drug adict?
cease: mickey rooney is part of my george harrison story. but i think mickey is still alive
llanwydd: I don't know what he's on
Dexter Fong: He's on Thursday's at Nine
Bambi: m i c k e y ..... m o o s e
professorPoop: he is selling insurance, or his wife does the talking
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:00 PM and Bunnyboy bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: LOL dex!
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Merlyn: No, it's not the entire side, it's about 1.5 minutes
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: pP: And he sits on her lap top?
cease: hi bun
professorPoop: hi bunnyboy
Elayne: Hey Bunnyboy!
professorPoop: no, he is eating a cookie
Bunnyboy: ah...no echo
Dexter Fong: Hey Bun
Bambi: hi bunny
Bunnyboy: hmmm
Bunnyboy: brb
||||||||| "10:01 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:01 PM and Bunnyboy bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
professorPoop: ginger's hair always looked good
Bunnyboy: echo?
llanwydd: hi bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: Bunny's looking for an echo
Bunnyboy: There I go!
professorPoop: ahh you went out to get a grape
Bambi: you're a magician bunny!
Bunnyboy: Ginger was a MAN!
klokwkdog: play Canadian Sunset!
Bunnyboy: A shameless drag queen hussy!
professorPoop: I saw that episode, they started jumping the shark
llanwydd: play canadian bacon
Bunnyboy: Mary Ann! AaaROOOOOOO!
Dexter Fong echos
cease: we dont play canadian sunset. we are canadian sunset
Boney: Way cool, the Rogue's Gallery is written in stone!
Bunnyboy: Lovely
Bambi: cool!
Dexter Fong: There's an annoying beeping in my ear
Bunnyboy: (sings) Hamlet, Hamlet, do be a Lamblet...
Bunnyboy: (sings) Neither a borrower nor a lender beeeeeeeee...
professorPoop: luck be a lady tonight
Dexter Fong: Gys and Lambs
Bunnyboy: U R A-OK
llanwydd: a lender is a bagel
Dexter Fong thinks whatta club
Boney: Has anyone attended a performance of Spamlet?
Bunnyboy: Mark! (said the harelipped dog)
professorPoop: I can control my thoughts if I want to, can't I?
Dexter Fong: Boney: Aye
Boney: that Monty Python Broadway thingie
cease: dex, condi
Dexter Fong: Boney:Have
Elayne: Oh, I'd love to see Spamalot, but it's sold out for a long, long time.
professorPoop: Has not played in Roanoke yet, or troutville
llanwydd: i think you mean spamalot
Bambi: Great picks Clem
Elayne: And I don't have the kind of cash for a Broadway show anyway...
cease: i walked by the theatre and took its picture. it's on m blog
Bunnyboy: Condie Rice attended Spamalot, and shopped for shoes...while New Orleans languished.
professorPoop: this is cool
klokwkdog: Condoleeza had a great time there while rome burned...
Dexter Fong: We are the nights who say 'blub blub gurgle'
Bunnyboy: Of course, she's only the SECRETARY OF STATE, BEDAMN!!!
llanwydd: I've seen one broadway show. The Elephant Man. in 1979
Boney: Bush never leaves home with Condi--his protection, mates
klokwkdog: ...and Bush clumsily strummed his guitar...
Elayne: I saw Little Women The Musical before it closed - actually, the last show before it closed.
cease: i saw Barefood in the Park in 64, my previous trip to NYC
Elayne: But I got a free ticket, along with a bunch of other bloggers.
Bunnyboy: "Funny. Louisiana isn't on my European map. Hmmm..."
professorPoop: hey, the head of Fema's experience was doing the campaign of Bush, they thought that would be a disaster but he did a super job
Dexter Fong: ...while Marie er um Barbra did a slinky Gavotte
klokwkdog: Bunny -- "It's {LA} bigger than Europe
Bunnyboy: llan: Anglim or Bowie? Did Kevin Conway play Treves?
klokwkdog: -- Ted Stevens (R-AK)
Boney: clumsily strummed... feeble FEMA... bureaucratic turf
Dexter Fong: Bunny: That's 'cause its twice as big as Europe
professorPoop: where is donny anyway?
llanwydd: what other countries beside the US and Canada are suffering from the gas emergency?
klokwkdog: up the brook without a paddle, Poop
klokwkdog: Ilan - send in the Di-Gel!
professorPoop: prices have gone up 1 euro a litre in parts of europe also
llanwydd: Conway and Anglim, bunny. both very good
Dexter Fong: Not Europe: They're gas is over 6 bucks a gallon
professorPoop: too bad, I heard he loved the paddle
Bunnyboy: FEBA - Failed Emperor Bush's Albatross
Boney: toxic troglodyte... von Wolfowitz
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: Kevin Conway rocks. He pops up on TV every now and again. Never got the chance to see him on stage.
professorPoop: conway and newhart
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Any relation to Tim Conway?
Bunnyboy: I played Teddy in WHEN YA COMIN' BACK, RED RYDER, years ago. A role Kevin Conway originated.
llanwydd: I saw conway on a pbs fundraiser once
klokwkdog: Bunny - http://www.talkingpointsmemo.com/archives/week_2005_09_04.php#006435
Bunnyboy: Dex: None that I know.
klokwkdog only remembers Candy Clark's shower in Red Ryder...
Elayne: Klok - twice the size of Europe? Geez, what an idiot.
Elayne: It's about the size of the UK.
Elayne: Which is still enormous, around 90,000 square miles.
Bunnyboy: Thanks klok. Verrrry interesting.
klokwkdog: Oh yes, E. But read up -- it could have been worse. Bernie Kerik could've been FEMA head
Bunnyboy: Kevin Conway has done a few fun turns on HOMICIDE:LOTS and OZ.
professorPoop: alaska is a big state too
Dexter Fong: E: Don't you get it....they're all ignorant
klokwkdog: they're all gangsters
cease: when i was in school in la, ignorance was celebrated. i see nothing has changed
Bunnyboy: He played the O'Reilley boys' despicable father on OZ.
Elayne: Not all, Unca Dex. Some just don't give a shit.
Boney: Al Franken is playing with FEMA like a pitbull with a chew toy
cease: but gangsters have to be smart to not become dead gangsters
Dexter Fong: Cat: It Pay's to be Ignorant
Bunnyboy: And a murderous, Poe-plagiarizing poet on H:LOTS.
cease: i hear it's bliss too
cease: never did see the attraction
Boney: Poe-plagiarizing poet?
cease: are you watching franken on tv, boney?
Boney: the purloined Poe
Dexter Fong: Boney" Iwas wondering also
Bunnyboy: Conway played Hester Prynn's (sic?) husband on a long-ago PBS production of THE SCARLET LETTER, starring Meg Foster.
Boney: Yes, every night.
Boney: Every weeknight.
llanwydd: he couldn't fool me. I know everything Poe ever wrote
Elayne: Did anyone read what happened when Laura Rozen called FEMA.
Boney: I close my eyes and Al is still there
Elayne: Her call got returned by a guy who used to work for the Bush-Cheney election campaign.
cease: i isten to the radio show in the morn. the tv thing isnt avialalbe here, thuogh maybe on bittorent
Elayne: It's like the entire agency is taken over by campaign cronies now. Very scary.
professorPoop: ahh, you have one of those HDTVs I see
cease: yes there was a lot about that on air america today, el
cease: but i'm listening to aa while im reading salon, comon dreams, cursor, etc
Boney: No, my TV's a Sony CRT... It isn't high def
Dexter Fong: afk ..well....knowhat 'mean
klokwkdog: E- the guy running FEMA now was a college roomate of the guy who USED to run FEMA
Elayne: I've had a week away from most of this. Yep, Klok, and neither of them ever had any relevant experience.
cease: give the nice arabian horsey some sugar cubes
Elayne: But they both worked for Bush-Cheney!
klokwkdog: the guy who USED to run FEMA is in LA now "helping" companies get disaster aid
Bunnyboy: First FEMA, then the Supreme Court, then...Pelosi, Kennedy and Biden, up against the wall!
professorPoop: ahhh not sublimated, did bush say that?
cease: your vacatin starting soon, el?
professorPoop: ahh paisley horsie
klokwkdog: (having taken a break from the job he left FEMA for -- "helping" contractors get lucrative Iraq work)
klokwkdog: it's all in TPM, in sickening detail
cease: yes i read the blogs, but not as often.
Mudhead: TPM?
klokwkdog: Oh yeah, the first guy Bush put in at FEMA had absolutely outstanding credentials, having worked on his election campaign
cease: i was thiniking of posting something about new orleans, but havent yet
Elayne: Cat, my vacation's almost over. I've been on holiday all week.
cease: i was there when i was 3. not exactly a memory
professorPoop: sorry time has expired, tell them what TPM is klok
Elayne: Today I cleaned out the linen closet. Exciting!!
cease: oh, i thught it was later. good for you, el. hope you had some more successful interviews
Elayne: Might go into Manhattan tomorrow, I never get to go there any more.
cease: talking points memo
klokwkdog: shades of Giant Rat, E!
Elayne: Cat, I didn't have one single phone call, much less any interviews.
professorPoop: I got knoppix to work, it cannot connect to the internet yet
cease: bummer
Elayne: And I sent out as many resumes as I had a few months ago.
Elayne: So it looks like I'll be stuck at that job for quite some time to come.
Elayne: It'd be easier if Robin had steady work, but he doesn't.
cease: one bummer after another
Elayne: But hey, guess what? We're alive, we're healthy, and we're not flooded or homeless.
Elayne: We are the lucky ones, I will never, ever forget that.
professorPoop: remember the little engine that could
cease: i thought comics were a growth industry these days
cease: that's true, el
Dexter Fong: Mud: TPM = TalkingPointsMemo...I think...
Dexter Fong: Klok give him the link please
Bunnyboy: Comics have more weeds than blooms these days, IMO.
klokwkdog: Poop -- the only ones left are being made by Red Star locomotive works near Beijing... :-(
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dave', just granted probation at 10:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
professorPoop: still a good story
professorPoop: wb dave
Bunnyboy: I am, however, enjoying Grant Morrison's big, big cycle on SEVEN SOLDIERS.
Bambi: I loved that story when I was a child ProfP
Dexter Fong: WB again Dave (Jeeze! He's in and out like anyting)
Bambi: welcome back Dave
professorPoop: I am re-reading one of the riverworld novels
klokwkdog: Mudhead - www.talkingpointsmemo.com
Dave: ok I'm not saying much, doing a thousand things at once here, college is going ok, boring orientation shit really, so I'm just waiting for classes to start next monday
klokwkdog: only 1000, Dave? ;-)
llanwydd: I will be afk for about 20. see some of you later
Dexter Fong: Dave: I think you are classy nough
klokwkdog: fare well, Ilan
professorPoop: ok llan
Elayne: Josh always does a great job. He's a heck of a journalist.
Elayne: Bye Llan!
cease: marshall? yes, he's excellent
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
klokwkdog always preferred Scuffy the Tugboat himself
professorPoop: was george carlin the pilot on that?
professorPoop: or ringo starr?
klokwkdog: Elayne - quite so, but when he starts getting technical like he was in the New Hampshire primary last year, I get really bored
klokwkdog: this stuff or his Iraq stuff in 2003 is where he just absolutely shines
professorPoop: that was super cool ah, clem
Bunnyboy: Bumbershoot was a blast this year. I saw The New York Dolls, Garbage, Trey Anastasio, Marc Broussard, Elvis Costello and Iggy and the Stooges.
Bunnyboy: Iggy was BRILLIANT!
klokwkdog: irc.equnet.org is the CNI chat, join chat #cni
Bambi: thanks Klok :-)
klokwkdog: Bunny - yeah, they had some of the performers on KEXP from time to time
ah,clem: thanks Klok
klokwkdog: Merlyn -- do you have multiline capability for the FST chat topic? they could put the equnet stuff and other things in a 2nd line...
professorPoop: i have to pay extra attention to new clips
klokwkdog: -- at the risk of steeling away some of us FST chatters who can't multitask
Merlyn: Yes, just use the pulldown menu for multiline input
Merlyn: Oh, not the topic, but just put
in there
Dexter Fong: Welcome to the Clip Joint...pay extra attention...no charge
Bunnyboy: I finally got to see RED, starring Lawrence Tierney.
klokwkdog: heck, Dave can probably touch-type 40 wpm on two keyboards at once...and be in 4 chats on each one...
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from the yaws
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn: that is, < br >
Elayne: Wow, look at the time. Best go, lots more vacationing to get done! Hmm, that oven top needs cleaning...
ah,clem: ok, I'll Try that next time, Merl
Bunnyboy: nite El!
Dexter Fong: Klok: Dave's dead man
professorPoop: one chat at one time is beyond my limit
Boney: my brain is incapable of multitasking
ah,clem: bye E
Elayne: Night all!
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 10:30 PM train to Hellmouth.
cease: thanks for spending your vacation with us here, el. sorry i can't be with you 2 for this one
klokwkdog: Bunny - never realized he was in that. But it's been awhile since I saw the "3 Colors" trilogy...
Bambi: night Elayne
professorPoop: good luck E
Boney: Nite, Elayne.
Bambi: enjoy your vacation!
Bunnyboy: klok: Ha ha! No, this is a short film. Not the trilogy flick.
Boney: is she going to Disney World?
cease: i thought Blue was the best
Bunnyboy: Dave's dead? What?
klokwkdog: oh. I didn't think he spoke Polish...
Dexter Fong liked "Ol' Yeller'
Bunnyboy: You mean he fell outta chat? Or what?
klokwkdog: don't worry Bun - he keeps coming back. It's almost biblical...
cease: he comes and goes
professorPoop: I preferred white fang
Dexter Fong: Bunyy: Yes fell outta chat and fell in love
cease: or southpark
klokwkdog: yeah, Kristy McNichol was good in that one
professorPoop: he died of the yaws, dem yaws dem yaws dem dirty yaws
Bunnyboy: RED is a small, early 90's flick based on a phone-prank tape, a tape that was also the model for Bart Simpson's phone pranks on Moe on THE SIMPSONS.
klokwkdog: say, Tweeny hasn't been here lately
Dexter Fong: pPoop: What's yaws
Boney: Krispy McNipples
klokwkdog: one of the diseases in Symptom Six
klokwkdog: I'm surprised that FST hasn't pitched that as a reality show
cease: how would we know, klok?
professorPoop: mine were bought at a flea market many years ago
cease: i;'m surprised no one is discussing the firesign upcoming bbc show
cease: hopefully a whole new market for them
klokwkdog: we have been left out, Cat
professorPoop: what about yours?
Dexter Fong cat: what's to say..glad they're doing it
klokwkdog: they have abandoned us for quiche-eaters and doubtful "allies"
professorPoop: I think they will be a smash
Dexter Fong: klok: lol
Boney: T&A humor of the Seventies
cease: it could open some doors for them, is my point. get them some more work
Bunnyboy: The production values for RED are of a similiar bent to the ones displayed in the video production of EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG. All dialogue is either pre-recorded or looped in.
klokwkdog: cheese-eating surrender monkeys
cease: and where there's work, there's Smoke
Boney: blame game, klok
professorPoop: is the bbc channel in the top 10?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I get the impression that individual differences are they're biggest obstacles
professorPoop: might be tough if it is a soccer night
cease: thats true for efvery 4 people, dex
Boney: w's cronies should pilot Air Force One
cease: lol bone
klokwkdog: Poop - they control the damn market. Viewers are forced to pay to support the beeb by their socialist government. In France, it's even worse. Ever seen any French TV? Like French beer, there's a reason...
professorPoop: they do have lives, they should stop that and become show people again
Dexter Fong: Srownie reins in Air Force one...hah
Bunnyboy: cease: Just checked out the BBC news. Is cool!
professorPoop: you prefer commercials?
klokwkdog: Boney - that is an excellent idea! Great!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Johnny Piano into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:38 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: pP: I prefer paid interruptions
Johnny Piano: Hulloo hulloo - what haps about?
professorPoop: johnny piano
Dexter Fong: Johnny Arpegio
Bunnyboy: Though, I'm disappointed they aren't airlifting the Austin motorhome to London...
klokwkdog: Bunny - the BBC news is full of anti-American bias and socialist propaganda
Bunnyboy: lo Johnny.
Bunnyboy: brb
Johnny Piano: How is everyone?
cease: oh johnny oh johnny
Boney: Govt corruption in U.S. history... a miniseries on PBS... Chapter 103
cease: so is the firesign theatre, klok
Johnny Piano: Cat, you've turned Juicy
Boney: Episode is a better word
cease: fantastic bbc show called The Power of Nightmares, about the neocons and "al qaeda"
Dexter Fong: Episodic! Whoa..that's really good
cease: check it out if you can find it
klokwkdog: Oh, the historians of the Ulysses S. Grant administration are very hopeful that Bush's will soon totally surpass Grant's record incompetence and cronyism, making Grant, finally, look good
professorPoop: epic soda, more caffine
Johnny Piano: Helluva week here - my dad had a heart attack, and today had quintuple bypass surgery.
Boney: Episode 103... The George W Bush Administration... Year One.
klokwkdog: cat - I'm just repeating what we are told on Fox News
cease: calvin coolidge in new orleans with the little fat man. gw there with rove
professorPoop: ouch johnny
cease: you almost need a randy newman to encapsule the similarity
klokwkdog: sorry to hear, JP
Johnny Piano: No shit, Poop
Dexter Fong: JP" Sorry to hear that kinda news
cease: sorry to hear, johnny
Johnny Piano: All appears to well after the surgery.
cease: or a new randyman
professorPoop: that is good news
Johnny Piano: Oops...missed the "be"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:42 PM and llanwydd bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Boney: Maybe episode 103 should be about Karl Rove
klokwkdog: I always loved that song; now it's getting played too much. They should play the other songs on "Little Criminals", too, since it's a song cycle there at the beginning
professorPoop: wb llan
llanwydd: hello again
Dexter Fong: Ilan, you bounder
Bambi: wb llanwydd
Johnny Piano: Did I see someone said Fox actually criticized Bush?
klokwkdog: Huey Long came to power in part after the floods of '27 (and the Depression)
cease: doesnt new orleans 1927 remind you too much of Sail Away?
Bambi: hi Johnny
Johnny Piano: Hello Bambi
professorPoop: President Fox of mexico
||||||||| 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 Rotonoto disembarks at 10:43 PM.
Boney: Probably just Geraldo, Johnny.
professorPoop: yo rotonoto
Dexter Fong: 'chu decide, we won't listen
cease: hey roto
Johnny Piano: Nah, I meant the evil spawn of Rupert Murdoch, pP
llanwydd: I didn't know there had been a flood in 27
Rotonoto: hiya guize
klokwkdog: JP - they are having trouble keeping all their troops marching in formation. It will pass. They'll get the One Voice going again shortly.
Boney: Remember the scene in All the King's Men where the school collapses?
Johnny Piano: YoRoToNoTo
llanwydd: hey roto!
professorPoop: the benediction already?
Dexter Fong: Oh Roto! like tiny submerged flower...not yet waterproof like most watches
Johnny Piano: Say it ain't so, Klok
klokwkdog: Yeah, I re-read that book during the Perot campaign and boy oh boy were the parallels amazing
Rotonoto: like floating flotsam and jetsam my not so terriffic feeling for it...
klokwkdog: wonderful show, Clem; good work for you & Bambi
klokwkdog: HI ROTO!
klokwkdog: WB
Johnny Piano: Floating feces?
professorPoop: thanks ahh, clem, you are the man, the big cheese
llanwydd: I voted for Perot. Looking back I think it was kind of a dumb thing to do
klokwkdog: sheesh, the Weavers. more socialists ;-(
Boney: Episode 103... Lobbyists in Congress, lobbyists in the White House
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto...like Snoopy Dogm hang on to flotsan ir jetsan,,,may save insignificant life
klokwkdog: Ilan -- compared to what?
Rotonoto: ahhh, it's good to be back- need a lil comic relief 2nite
Johnny Piano: Never trust a man with silent letters in his name
cease: anyone hear rachel madow fillling in for the majority report?
Johnny Piano: What's yer story, Roto? I too have had a week from hell
professorPoop: big talk from a Johnny
Rotonoto: never trust a man who is missing consonants in his name
cease: had a great bit about the vancouver search and rescue team who were there saving people a week before fema shows up
||||||||| 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 Dave disembarks at 10:48 PM.
professorPoop: cheese balls for everyone catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to professorPoop and says "Stop typing gibberish, professorPoop!"
Rotonoto: (unless he's a real nice guy- then take him to the Swiss Picnic)
Johnny Piano: Never trust a letter from a silent man
cease: diet cola?
Dave: I come I go
professorPoop: ahhh they have changed the rules here
Dexter Fong: Well, hasn't Catherwood become sarky
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Dexter Fong and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Johnny Piano: No thanks, but I'm wearing your shorts on my head
klokwkdog: he got things done in Texas. Perot went up against (gasp!) high-school football
ah,clem: good night everyone
Boney: your dog is finally getting enough cheese
Bambi: hi Roto Dave :-)
ah,clem :)
Dexter Fong: Well, hasn't Catherwood become sarky
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and says "Do you have something for me to do?"
cease: just like virtual particles, dave
Dexter Fong: is Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Dexter Fong and mumbles "Do you have something for me to do?"
Johnny Piano: Skink cheese?
klokwkdog: kind of like advocating the teaching of atheism down there
professorPoop: veni vedi vechi catchatory
Rotonoto: rooms will be vacated at twelve noon- that's when we change the rules- and sell a few consonants
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a Toasted Almond
||||||||| Catherwood brings Bambi a toasted almond.
Johnny Piano: cacciatore
Dexter Fong: Ha! Cather wood is still the same old moron
professorPoop: he likes you bambi
Dexter Fong: C atherwood?
Bambi smiles
Dexter Fong: Ca thewood?
professorPoop: bambi and C, sitting in a tree
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, bring me a strong belt of scotch
||||||||| Catherwood gets Johnny Piano a strong belt of scotch.
llanwydd: how do you pour a toasted almond?
ah,clem: Catherwood, please draw me an ale
||||||||| Catherwood draws ah,clem an ale.
llanwydd: I guess catherwood would know
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside llanwydd and yells "oh, fuck off llanwydd!"
klokwkdog: I read a BBC news report today and had to go digging to find what "Noachian times" meant
Johnny Piano: Ah, clem!
klokwkdog: they don't talk down
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, drink this unamed poison
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you need me?"
professorPoop: no C no, bad C lool
klokwkdog: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4226236.stm
ah,clem: hi JP, did ya catc the show?
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, you have quite a temper
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Johnny Piano and asks "Someone mention my name?"
Boney: http://www.joke-archives.com/poetry/deteriorata.html
cease: good selections, as always, clem
Dexter Fong: C lool...Harbor Master in Training
Johnny Piano: Bite me, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood bites Johnny Piano.
llanwydd: pour yourself a hemlock while you're at it catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to llanwydd and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Johnny Piano: Sorry, ah-clem - was busy recording earlier tonight, just got on the board a little bit ago
Merlyn: That's what I call cervix
Dexter Fong: Ilan: At least he didn
Johnny Piano: Damn, nice store-bought choppers, Mr. C
ah,clem: well good to see ya, anyway
Johnny Piano: Same here, boss
klokwkdog: clem - can you give us the exact references for the Hour Hour things you played last week?
professorPoop: let's kiss and make up, give me a kiss catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood brings professorPoop a kiss.
klokwkdog: they have been the object of some controversy
Dave: too many things going on! but I'm surviving
Dexter Fong: Good to see you, C;em...and thanks
ah,clem: getting a bit tirednow, gonna run along, see y'all next time
Merlyn: wby clem
Bambi: Catherwood plant a kiss on my cheek
||||||||| Catherwood ons Bambi's cheek.
Merlyn: bye, I mean
klokwkdog: well, maybe later, then clem. goodnight
professorPoop: have a super week ah, clem :D ciaoooo
Bambi: drat
Johnny Piano: I suppose there's bit all sorts of chatter about FST's impending London trip
Bambi: should have worked
llanwydd: night clem
Bambi: lol
ah,clem :)
klokwkdog: nite clem, bambi
Bambi: see ya soon Clem .. great show
professorPoop: hehe C did it on bambi's cheek hehe
Rotonoto: bye Mr. ahClem...
cease: nite clem
ah,clem: tk
Johnny Piano: Which cheek?
ah,clem: s
||||||||| At 10:54 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Oooohhh! Aren't you the cheekyt one
professorPoop: ask bambi, or catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to professorPoop and asks "Something I can help with?"
Rotonoto: I've been up all night, but I'm coming down...
Johnny Piano: Cheeky monkey
klokwkdog: well, yer lucky Catherwood didn't 'off' it instead ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to klokwkdog and says "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
professorPoop: do you read me rotonoto?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood be a moron
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Did you want me?"
klokwkdog: clam up, Catherwood. mind your business and stop eavesdropping on your betters
||||||||| Catherwood clams up mind your business and stop eavesdropping on your betters.
professorPoop: catherwood has an attitude
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to professorPoop and mumbles "Did you need me?"
Rotonoto: I read Gypsy Doctor...
Boney: I read only C notes
llanwydd: I guess we need to be careful not to uspet the butler
Johnny Piano: Gypsy Doctor Rose Bud Weiser
Dexter Fong: Gypsy Catherwood, tell my fortune
||||||||| Catherwood tells Dexter Fong's fortune.
cease: I hear his new book is better: Gypsy Lawyer
Rotonoto: well, hell- everyone knows the butler did it
Johnny Piano: Pass the butler
klokwkdog: Daws Butler?
llanwydd: i'd hate to see the butler going postal
professorPoop: yes he did it, on her cheek
Johnny Piano: Gee, Yogi
Boney: Back in the eighties I read Ulysees
Dexter Fong: Cat: have you heard the Gypsy jUDGES?
professorPoop: heeey booboo
Rotonoto: aw. it's deja vu all over again- all over everything
cease: nope
cease: no, its 4 way street
cease: same songs, more clapping
llanwydd: I read a lot of Poe in the 80s
Bunnyboy: I'm back. Are y'all tormenting the bot?
Johnny Piano: The sound of one hand clapping
Dexter Fong: Positevely 4-way Street
professorPoop: was he a friend of odyssious
Rotonoto: it's new, it's improved, it's electric
klokwkdog: winnegan's fake
Johnny Piano: What has happened to your nose?
Boney: Ulysses S. Grant
Rotonoto: yoooo saaay yooo are my fren'...
llanwydd: I read all of Shakespeare in the 90s
Bunnyboy: WouldIYEStosayYESandmyheartwasbeatinglikemadandYESIsaidYESIwillYESYESYES*
Dexter Fong: Klok: Here COme Everyman.....looking for an echo
klokwkdog: I listened to a lot of Creem back in the '70s...
professorPoop: steady bunnyboy
Johnny Piano: The magazine or the band, klok?
klokwkdog: weigh oh weigh -- silly to be flowin' but i no canna stay...
Boney: http://www.indepundit.com/archive2/fifty.jpg
Bunnyboy: AndputtheflowerinmyhairlikeCatherwooddoYES
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Bunnyboy and queries "Someone mention my name?"
klokwkdog could not afford the magazine
professorPoop: a little dab will do you brill
Rotonoto: the magazine, the band, or the coffee condiment?
Johnny Piano: Damn, that C-wood is touchy
Bunnyboy: Damn! I tried to get by him.
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: I listened to little but Yes in the 70s
klokwkdog never drinks coffee, either
Bambi: ha! can't fool father cather wood
professorPoop: close to the edge or down by the river?
Bunnyboy: doowrehtaC
Johnny Piano: Cream has DVD from last year's Albert Hall shows coming out, and will be doing shows at Madison Square Garden soon
klokwkdog: roundabout is my 70s anchor
Dexter Fong: Bunny: He likes you,,and he likes flowers,,,a romance made in Redmond]
Bunnyboy: Ah! The Da Vinci solution!
llanwydd: Who said he was listening to Cream? They broke up in 69
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Rotonoto: 70's was a dang smorgasbord...
Johnny Piano: Along the drifiting clouds, the eagle sees the rim of the land...
Bambi: in Redmond ... now that's a sick thought LOL
Bunnyboy: C a t h e r w o o d
professorPoop: caw caw caw
klokwkdog: JP, you know, like a 40 year-old guy still getting drunk every weekend at the barbeque (thanks to Randy Newman for that imagery), 60 year-old rock stars of yesteryear don't excite me
Rotonoto: doowrehtaC
Bambi: catherwood please pour me a double Toasted Almond
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a double toasted almond.
Bunnyboy: Really! I just spaced the bot out.
Bunnyboy: Ca ther wood
klokwkdog: it's a time to let the new blood come up and Do Something Else
Bambi: good one bunny
Johnny Piano: OK - thought it would interest you.
llanwydd: yeah there was more good music in the 70s than any other decade
Bunnyboy: Deconstructing Cotherwaad.
professorPoop: he is no robbie the robot that is sure
Dexter Fong: Catherwoo!!!!!!!!!!!d
klokwkdog: or do we just think so, Ilan?
Johnny Piano: Bambi, you're throwing down those TAs
cease: 60s was pretty good too
Rotonoto: danger! danger!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:03 PM and Dave bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Boney: actually, the new blood needs new blood. Where did the time go?
Dexter Fong: Danger! Danger! Will Poop
Bambi: yeah, but for some reason, I am just not feeling it Johnny LOL
cease: nick nick
Bunnyboy: For Food.
Johnny Piano: People have forgotten how to write a good song for the most part
professorPoop: yes, I hope you are not driving, or need those almonds for a german chocolate cake
Bunnyboy: Jack Jack.
klokwkdog: that's what Punk was about -- the '70s music was getting too far from the roots and 'way too intellectual, yet in that realm, completely bankrupt
Dexter Fong: Dave: You bounder
Johnny Piano: Virtual booze just doesn't make it, does it?
Rotonoto: we are the knights who say "nick"
Bambi: Dave ... you stole a grape from Greece?
cease: you can show them, johnny
Dave: ok this is rediculous, there is too much going on here, I wish I could stay but it's best I leave since I'm not saying anything anyway
Rotonoto: (we are the knights who say "nicht"?)
Dexter Fong: We are the Knicks who say 'nite
klokwkdog: JP - there is an awful lot of good, recent music out there
Bunnyboy: nite Dave!
Johnny Piano: Okay, I will, Cat. Have you heard my writing?
Bambi: sorry Dave ... we love seeing you anyway
klokwkdog: good -night Dave!
Rotonoto: bye dave sees ya later...
Boney: time's in the bathroom with newsweek
Johnny Piano: Yes, there is, klok, but it's all indie and underground
professorPoop: best of luck with classes dave
Dexter Fong: Dave: Please report for Orientation
cease: unless you posted some mp3s on line, probably not, johnny
cease: what are all these orientals doing here?
Bambi: indie is all I would buy anyway
Johnny Piano: There are mp3s online at http://www.myspace.com/theoohs
klokwkdog: heck, I heard a cute Alan Jackson song on a country station the other day. and i hate Alan Jackson
Dexter Fong: Cat: Kabuki
cease: kitten kabuki?
Dexter Fong: Howdy Dawg, what all's real?
Bunnyboy: They're getting...reoriented.
professorPoop: wake up it's tomorrow
Boney: pookie kabuki
llanwydd: kit and kaboodle?
cease: oodles of poodles in puddles
Johnny Piano: I was recording stuff and mixing material for our forthcoming 3rd CD "Llamalamp
Rotonoto: wake up- it's the future
klokwkdog: it's "Talkin' Song Repair Blues" by Alan Jackson -- up at Winamp's site. You can listen to it with Winamp.
Dexter Fong: Pizzle kesnizzle
Bunnyboy: I saw a lovely little animated film at Bumbershoot. It's called MILTON IS A SHITBAG.
Dave: bye all, will tell you how things are going next week, hope everyone is doing ok, byebye
||||||||| Dave rushes off, saying "11:07 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
professorPoop: copyright infringement llan, get them
Johnny Piano: See ya, Dave
cease: keep em flying, dave
Bunnyboy: http://www.miltonisashitbag.com/
llanwydd: night dave
Dexter Fong: afk
professorPoop: trademark maybe, I am not a lawyer
Boney: jokes so old they're public domain
Bambi: very nice Johnny
Bunnyboy: PP: Don't worry. We're not your clients!
klokwkdog: Yeah, that's a good example, BB - Bumbershoot. There's all kinda music going on.
professorPoop: was milton a shitbag?
Boney: I don't rip off Poe, I rip off Aristophanes
Bambi: can we play them on CNI and give you a plug?
Johnny Piano: What's that, Bambi?
klokwkdog: Although I somehow suspect that the suits will re-name that film before it plays the multiplex ;-)
Bunnyboy: NY Dolls and Iggy were keen, as was Meester Elvis.
professorPoop: we take drugs seriously at our house too boney
Boney: Currently I'm working on a play titled The Gnats
Bambi: listening to the one that started when I loaded the page right now
klokwkdog: didn't they have Deathcab there?
Bambi: CNI Radio
Bunnyboy: MILTON is about a lady's adversarial relationship with her cat.
Johnny Piano: Duh, I'm slow on the uptake...absolutely you can play them.
Bunnyboy: VERY funny.
Bunnyboy: A must-see for all cat owners.
Johnny Piano: Which song came on? They're set for random
Boney: MILTON is a GOOD NAME for a CAT.
Johnny Piano: MILTON is a GOOD NAME for a BRADLEY
klokwkdog: especially an orange one
Rotonoto: in case Ken doesn't show, he sez to " pass along best fishes from me (snapper, mackerel,
Bambi: "What have You Done...
Johnny Piano: Oh, the McCartney-style song.
klokwkdog: Roto - he said he was going to sleep until 11PM
klokwkdog: then get ready for work
Bunnyboy: Not to be confused with Mike Judge's MILTON cartoons, that eventually found their fullest bloom in the live-action OFFICE SPACE.
Johnny Piano: "What Have You Done With My Girl?
Rotonoto: (snapper, mackerel, flounder, etc.)
Bambi: won't let me download though...an error
Bambi: yes
Rotonoto: cool- well, I delivered his fish anyway- and no anchovies!
Johnny Piano: I'm sorry to hear that. Send me your email addy - I'll send it to you myself.
Boney: McCartney? Who sang about this world in which we live in?
klokwkdog: those eyes!
llanwydd: I will see you all about 150 hours from now. or so
Dexter Fong: Roto: Stay away from my Door Sal
Johnny Piano: Nite, llan
klokwkdog: wow, Bambi -- personal service and everything!
cease: ok lllan
klokwkdog: Ilan - will set my klok to ticking...
Rotonoto: OK, we set countdown timer...
Dexter Fong: Night Ilan
Bunnyboy: nite agin llan
Johnny Piano: I'm proud of that tune because I replicate a Dixieland band on the bridge
klokwkdog: Oh darn, it only counts down from 99...
Bunnyboy: Fin-ished?
klokwkdog: Damn you, Ohio Scientific!
Mudhead: g'nite all
Bunnyboy: Top that!
cease: look away, dixieland
||||||||| Mudhead runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 11:13 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Bunnyboy: nite Muddy!
Rotonoto: Roto no likea da shark fist soup
Boney: sung?
klokwkdog: stupid 4-digit LCD displays...
Dexter Fong: Okay! Hold it right there..or here...I'm going to park my car and I wan't you all here....ot there whan I return....That means you Roto
cease: waist-deep in the big muddy
klokwkdog: happy parking, Dex!
Bunnyboy: nite y'all. Bunnette's on a pizza run.
Boney: sung about the world in which he sang in?
Bambi: hi mudhead
Rotonoto: like a little flower, we wait for you...
klokwkdog: nite Bunny
cease: and grow bigger
Dexter Fong: Catherwood. get out the Black Beauty
||||||||| Catherwood gets out the black beauty.
klokwkdog is now on a reduced power basis
klokwkdog: not being into oxidation at the moment...
Rotonoto: gird your grid, klok
Boney: His lyrics in Live and Let Die are the reason the War on Drugs is going after casual pot smokers
Dexter Fong emulates car sounds: Vroooooom
Rotonoto: nor reduction
Rotonoto: oxidation ad absurdum
Boney: wait til they hear Silly Love Songs
Johnny Piano: Supposedly, Paul's missus has put the kibosh on the pot smoking
klokwkdog: put her foot down, eh, JP?
Rotonoto: you mean missus number two?
Boney: too late
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:17 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Johnny Piano: New McCartney album next week...actually looking forward to it
klokwkdog: who's counting?
Johnny Piano: But of course, Roto
Rotonoto: missus number one made him swear off meat
cease: the new mrs mccartney wont let paul toke?
cease: acre bleu. and green
Rotonoto: sacre amuve
Johnny Piano: She only has one foot anyway
Boney: and your bird is green... Better open the window
klokwkdog: my point
Rotonoto: how can she walk if it is up his arse all the time?
Johnny Piano: my slow
Johnny Piano: Rather handy, I suppose
Rotonoto: sacre mauve
klokwkdog: roto - you mean he has two of them in there?
Boney: maybe she ate something that tastes like pork
Rotonoto: Johnny sez she has only one foot- you know, the old saw about one-legged man in an ass kicking contest
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| professorPoop - dead from measles
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: roto - I never heard the version with the saw...
cease: so her lack of a foot means paul can't smoke?
cease: i dont follow that
klokwkdog: she can't either
cease: if i lose a toe does my wife have to give up green tea?
Rotonoto: I'm lost too- ask Johnny- Roto off for brief kitchen forage...
Johnny Piano: Nah, the wife just said no more smoking
cease: your kitchen wears briefs?
Johnny Piano: The fact that she's one-legged has naught to do with it
klokwkdog: sounds like she's giving off enough for the both of them
klokwkdog: besides, there's always brownies
cease: brwon shoes dont make it
Boney: which bird was green?
cease: youve seen 7 wonders?
Johnny Piano: "And Your Bird Can Sing" from REVOLVER
Boney: Yes, but... Which bird?
Johnny Piano: Have to ask Lennon...
klokwkdog: Boney - not sure. But McGuinn was on This Week In Tech #21 up now. Hawking his new 7-string, which is not cheap. But there's a contest where you can win one...
cease: that was an odd time, when the beatles went from being just another, though regularly tuneful pop band, to the driving musical force of their time
cease: who else has done that?
Johnny Piano: McGuinn on 7-string? Damn, he should stay with the Ricky...
cease: elvis presly went from driving musical force to a lifetime of bad movies
klokwkdog: Cat - you mean, besides the Rolling Stones?
klokwkdog: JP - sorry, it's a Martin
cease: i dont see the stones in that way, klok
Boney: bird can swing, bird isn't green
cease: the road from satisfcxtion, to what, 200 lightyears from home, both tunes i love,but compare that to the road from hard days night to revolver. not the same thing
Boney: I thought maybe she was an Amazon Parrot
klokwkdog: Cat - they did everything the Beatles did, except backward
Johnny Piano: Martin, eh? Check out Taylor...
cease: both are favourite bands, its just i dont think stones ever transcended their genre the way the beatles did
klokwkdog: JP - I'm not guitarist; don't care. But McGuinn had some straight up things to say about how musicians are reimbursed and the piracy controversy. It's worth hearing the podcast for that alone
cease: there was a lot of cross fertrilization of music in that era, great stuff bubbling up all the time
Boney: Here it is. "You say you've seen seven wonders and your bird is green"
Bambi: Clem has a 1969 Fender Esquire (he got it brand new for chistmas when he was 16) ... someone tried to buy it from him during a show and he told them no way, this was a gift from my Mom.
klokwkdog: fine. which bird?
cease: i got the first part of it
klokwkdog: wow, Bambi
cease: that parrot is deceased
klokwkdog: TWIT 21 is really interesting, though.
klokwkdog: it's just sleeping, Cat
Boney: So are John, George and Paul's first wife
cease: its pining for the pine forests of british columbia
Johnny Piano: And Ringo's first wife
Boney: a parrot has good odds of outliving you
Johnny Piano: Whoa, nice guitar, Clem! That's something to hold onto.
cease: i want to see that new flick, parrots of telegraph hill
cease: i remember the parrot that taught dr. dolitttle animal languages
klokwkdog: Mars volcanoes not dead, just resting (man, I like their headline writers!) http://www.theregister.co.uk/2005/09/08/mars_not_dead/
Boney: a parrot reputed to have belonged to Churchill still lives... and a foulmouthed bird it is
cease: thtg was one smart parrot
cease: yes and neal cassady's parrot still lives and mimics him perfectly
cease: he died almost 40 yearfs ago
klokwkdog: wow, the Beatles as Spinal Tap...
cease: with ringo as Harry Shearer
Bambi: yes, Clem is very fond of that guitar ... it's a dream to play too
Merlyn: the spinal trappe family singers
Boney: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/3414323.stm
Johnny Piano: I wish I could play guitar decently - very rudimentary knowledge. But I have a great guitarist to work with anyway
klokwkdog: hey Bambi - while you have the Bandwidth - they have a video of TWIT #21 up now. 585 MB bittorrent: http://www.revision3.com/twit
Boney: Paulie wanna cracker?
klokwkdog: so clem can see the 7-string (suspect the camera work will be a tad lacking, though)
Boney: Nite.
||||||||| "Hey Boney!" ... Boney turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:38 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
klokwkdog: bittorrent is nice, but oh wow does it clog up the computer compared to a single thread download
klokwkdog: every single resource seems to get maxxed out
Merlyn: I'm taking off too, see you next week
||||||||| "11:39 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Merlyn, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
klokwkdog: nite Merlyn, Boney
cease: by merl
cease: bone
Johnny Piano: Nite Merl
klokwkdog: I guess I'll wait until Dex returns, then bug out meself
cease: offing like flies
Johnny Piano: See ya, Bone
klokwkdog: offal? who you callin' a dummy?
Bambi: night Merlyn
Johnny Piano: Bambi, I'm sending tunes left and right - mainly "finished" mixes.
klokwkdog fires up his mail client, having been off in Linux burning DVD+R. For some reason, Nero in Windows only makes coasters of DVD+Rs, but K3B in Linux cranks them out like hotcakes. Perfect. But came back for chat w/o looking at mail
Bambi: excellent Johnny!
Bambi: while we have the bandwidth here that's great!
Johnny Piano: Good, don't want to clog the inbox
Bambi: way cool!
Bambi: drat ... are they only doing that in Torrents Klok?
Bambi: not to worry :-)
Johnny Piano: I guess I'm going to leave...but I will continue firing tunes your way, Bambi.
klokwkdog: there's a nice BT client for Linux -- or so I've heard
Johnny Piano: See you all on the list again soon
klokwkdog: nite, JP
||||||||| Around 11:45 PM, Johnny Piano walks off into the sunset...
Bambi: thanks Johnny :-)
Bambi: I am gonna have to get rolling too ... allergies have been driving me nuts
klokwkdog: Bambi - I'd d/l it and mail it to you, but I suspect that's too big for even my mail allocation ;-)
klokwkdog: nite, Bambi.
klokwkdog: it's 585 MB ; they may need to in order to preserve any server bandwidth atoll!!
Bambi: LOL .. mine too Klok :-)
Bambi: heard that
klokwkdog: why I was axing you guys about rsync for Linux, 'cause I didn't want to get the Knoppix DVD via BT
Bambi: thanks for the offer though :-)
klokwkdog: but I ended up using BT
Bambi: night all!
cease: dex is still away?
klokwkdog: well, it's just you and me, Cat
Bambi: yeah, haven't used rsync personally ... Clem might know
klokwkdog: Roto is going gray, but he promised to wait out Dex
Bambi: see ya next time
klokwkdog: nite
klokwkdog: no problems with BT, Bambi
||||||||| "Hey Bambi!" ... Bambi turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:49 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
klokwkdog: I presume Dex will return
klokwkdog: I have to leave shortly after he returns, though
klokwkdog: was in Ocean State Job Lot tonight buying cheap stuff, Cat. They had closeout long-sleeved T-shirts. One of them was a Vancouver Slalom Team shirt; I thought of you.
klokwkdog: but it just "wasn't me"
klokwkdog: they had some strange-looking fleece vests for $10. Still had Kohl's price stickers on them that said $55. I tried hard to figure out how they were worth the $10 price OSJL wanted, but couldn't
cease: dex told me of reading of a previous guest at a place he was in italy, who were from north van.
cease: its a small world, after all
klokwkdog: yeah, bird flu should get here any day now
klokwkdog: i think I got cc'd on that msg or a reply or something
cease: if it aint one thing, it's another
klokwkdog: you channeling Gilda Radner?
klokwkdog: you can take comfort in that your leaders are not even half as crazy as ours...
klokwkdog: except maybe when they send the whole Navy packing to defend the Northwest Passage against "attack"...
klokwkdog: not the same as invading another country and killing tens of thousands of civilians
klokwkdog: for a lie
klokwkdog: for a whole serial set of lies
cease: gotta keep them danes away
cease: pesky havarti-heads
klokwkdog: yeah
klokwkdog: show the flag
klokwkdog: gad, it's all happening again. "2-3-4 what're we fighting for??"
klokwkdog: the Reason of the Week
klokwkdog: and the guy who killed 3000 of our citizens is sitting in Pakistan, laughing at us
||||||||| 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..
klokwkdog: catherwood, your stupid clock is off again
||||||||| Catherwood says "I beg to differ! My watch keeps perfect time! It's 12:01 AM, exactly!"
klokwkdog: catherwood, that's absolute bullshit
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to klokwkdog and yells "oh, fuck off klokwkdog!"
klokwkdog: just shut up, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to klokwkdog and queries "Did you want something?"
klokwkdog: ROTO! you still there?
Dexter Fong: I'm here
klokwkdog: WB, Dex
Dexter Fong: Thanks K
klokwkdog: I promised I'd hang out until you returned
klokwkdog: I think Cat's conked out or wandered away, as has Roto
Dexter Fong: =)) Appreciate it Brian =)
klokwkdog: Roto promised to wait you out...
cease: no,i just have company
Rotonoto: ..
Dexter Fong: Well, Klok, what say we blow thios joint
klokwkdog: oh,
cease: so off we go
Rotonoto: sorry, on phone with Bozoette
klokwkdog: yeah, I guess so
||||||||| At 12:07 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, cease!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
klokwkdog: much more important than chat, Roto!
Dexter Fong: Hi Roto...like tine parking space...no room for enormous feelings
klokwkdog: yeah, let's do the thing
klokwkdog: I see Dex has an attack of the haikus
Dexter Fong: Well thanks for staying Dear Firends...se y'all next week
klokwkdog: nite all
||||||||| At 12:08 AM, klokwkdog vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Nighty
||||||||| klokwkdog tiptoes in around 12:08 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:08 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs klokwkdog by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Nite Roto
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'klokwkdog', just granted probation at 12:08 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| klokwkdog runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's klokwkdog?! It's 12:08 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| klokwkdog bounds in at 12:08 AM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| klokwkdog says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, klokwkdog exits at 12:09 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with klokwkdog close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 12:09 AM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Dexter Fong: Klok just can
||||||||| klokwkdog leaves at 12:09 AM, 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..."
||||||||| 12:09 AM: klokwkdog jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Dexter Fong: say good bye
klokwkdog: this is kind of fun. good-bye...
||||||||| At 12:09 AM, klokwkdog vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "12:09 AM and late as usual, it's klokwkdog, just back from Hellmouth."
Dexter Fong: Bye Klok
Dexter Fong: =))
||||||||| klokwkdog leaves at 12:09 AM, 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..."
Rotonoto: sorry I missed the ending...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies klokwkdog into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 12:09 AM, then departs.
klokwkdog: bye, Roto, Dex!
||||||||| At 12:09 AM, klokwkdog vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| klokwkdog steals in around 12:10 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong: Roto: It seems to be never ending
||||||||| klokwkdog departs at 12:10 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Rotonoto: my friend got her very first Nigerian scam email
Dexter Fong sings "You say hello, I say good-bye
Rotonoto: she was a little upset- I explained it all in detail
Rotonoto: let you go, guy- will try to be on next week...
Dexter Fong: Roto: You mean she hasn't bought an original knock-off prada purse?
Rotonoto: that's a new one on me- what's a "prada"
Rotonoto: aw, explain it to me next week- I'll let you go
Dexter Fong: Prada = very expensive designer purses, clothing etc....favorite target of knockoff artists
Rotonoto: ahhh, I might have guessed- Gucci, in other words...
Dexter Fong: Yeah..like that
Dexter Fong: Nigerians seem to have the inside track on selling them...seen them in NYC, Italy (on the beach at the Med) etc
Dexter Fong: Night Roto..thanks for staying =)
Rotonoto: nite, later Dex...
Rotonoto: Get your hands off me, I'm a newsman, I gotta know- Reeeebussss!!!
||||||||| At 12:17 AM, Rotonoto runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| It's 12:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:

Dexter Fong
Johnny Piano
Non-Waterlogged Mudhead
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Rogue's Gallery:

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Audrey Farber

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Tiny Dr. Tim
Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"