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 29, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 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 Firebroiled disembarks at 8:49 AM.
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||||||||| 8:49 AM -- Firebroiled left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:25 AM and late as usual, it's el mehdi, just back from Hellmouth."
el mehdi: salut
el mehdi: hi
el mehdi: vous etes la?
el mehdi: hi
el mehdi: hi
||||||||| "I'm going to Public Address System" says el mehdi, and leaves.
||||||||| Catherwood leads TweenUs&Them inside, makes a note of the time (10:31 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
TweenUs&Them: Listening to Berle roast Arrrnold. Anybody here got VD?
||||||||| "10:32 AM? I'm late!" exclaims TweenUs&Them, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 5:48 PM and Bubba's Brain sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| It's 6:00 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 fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| ah,clem sneaks in around 8:45 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern....'
ah,clem: catherwood, please pour me an ale
||||||||| Catherwood hands ah,clem an ale.
||||||||| Catherwood leads ralph spoilsport inside, makes a note of the time (8:52 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| jose enters at 8:54 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
ralph spoilsport: i would just like to say that im a almost 30yr old "dude" who's father owned every firesign record, now i do.
ralph spoilsport: thank you
ralph spoilsport: BTW i am from Oxnard, ca
||||||||| "I'm going to The Chapel" says jose, and leaves.
ralph spoilsport: but i aint no yolk
ah,clem: hi Ralph
ralph spoilsport: hey
ah,clem: CNI goes live in about 5 min
ah,clem: (see header)
ralph spoilsport: okeydoke
ralph spoilsport: is that leo playing now?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 29, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
ralph spoilsport: that sounds like laporte and dvorak
||||||||| 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 Merlyn disembarks at 9:02 PM.
ralph spoilsport: ahh mr laporte
Merlyn: cello dere
ralph spoilsport: well cello
ralph spoilsport: poor leo got some egg on his face after that feedburner debacle
Merlyn: Hey Ralph, are you near LA?
ralph spoilsport: yeah
Merlyn: ah, Nino vindicate once more...
ralph spoilsport: bout 45 from greater
ralph spoilsport: that would be mins. and LA
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Warp into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:08 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: Your ISP seems to be based in LA, and the "Nino" link tries to guess where chatters are from
Warp: hands Catherwood a lid
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Warp and asks "Did you need me?"
ralph spoilsport: im in ventura county , physically
ralph spoilsport: *looks @ the lid like a starving pup*
||||||||| Catherwood escorts cease into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:10 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: is it from the Beatles' "Flip Your Wig" game?
cease: did someone say "lid?"
ralph spoilsport: lol
ralph spoilsport: i gotta gram ov some kind
cease: o'phone?
ralph spoilsport: cell o'phone?
ralph spoilsport: i got some cell o''phane
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (9:14 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:14 PM, then departs.
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Started early..didn't get the memo
ah,clem: catherwood, please bring Warp a lid
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to ah,clem and queries "Did you want something?"
Merlyn: cello fame? That's that yo-ma-ma guy
cease: i've got a cap in the car
cease: or is that a cop?
ralph spoilsport: what about my mom?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cello Fame is Georgie Fame's girl friends (wife)
ralph spoilsport: its a pig
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Test
ah,clem: Catherwood, please bring me a lid
||||||||| Catherwood brings ah,clem a lid.
ralph spoilsport: dont cook it he makes a lot of money
||||||||| Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong is kicked out just as the clock strikes 9:16 PM.
ah,clem: ah,clem passes it to Warp
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:16 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: TGIT
ralph spoilsport: or is it she costs alot of money
ralph spoilsport: ?
||||||||| Catherwood leads agustina into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:16 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: hi gus
cease: i thought it was septemberina
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Evening Dear Firends
agustina: hola
cease: hi dex
cease: hoop?
ralph spoilsport: *lights his own*
ralph spoilsport: q-vo
cease: give us a light, and we'll follow it anywhere
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bergman has a very strange vocal quality on this recording
ralph spoilsport: *gives the light*
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: Is this eat or be Eaten?
cease: i heard some of the bits on this album on armed forces radio in japan, long before i knew the album existed
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Warp - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| jose - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: yes it is, dex
llanwydd: neither, dex
cease: one firesign album that is COMPLETELY different from the flick of the same name
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: You guys wanna get it together =)
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ah, yes it is EOBE
||||||||| "9:21 PM? 9:21 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Warp should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Warp enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
llanwydd: warp has been here before but I didn't recognize jose
Warp: tries again...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Noticed jose got reaped...a newcomer, or someone in disguise?
cease: one of the San people
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: You read my mind.....what was I thinking?
ralph spoilsport: lol@ 3-d chess
||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Warp, and leaves.
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: San (fransico) ah San Jose...got it =)
llanwydd: you'll have to learn to read your own, dex
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Each one read one
ralph spoilsport: each one teach one
cease: a photographer friend has a photo essay up somewhere about the San people in Botswana
||||||||| Warp climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:23 PM
llanwydd: oh, San! That went over my head
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: San! Got into my bathing suit
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Warp is back but he's still away
cease: Uncle Sam's black brother?
ralph spoilsport: uncle sambo?
llanwydd: welcome back, warp
llanwydd: I'm probably going to be in your neck of the woods tomorrow, dex. (bet you don't often hear it called that)
cease: time warp 2?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:26 PM bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving doctecazoid coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
doctecazoid: kof koff...
llanwydd: hey doc
Merlyn: hey doc
cease: what a surprise!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Nope..not often =)
doctecazoid: vin diesel fumes'll getcha every time
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey Doc
cease: i start quoting Mark Time and Doc Technical shows up
cease: maybe if i start quoting Roller Maidens, the devil will show up
doctecazoid: on your mark...
doctecazoid: devil master?
cease: hows the film scoring doing, doc?
llanwydd: film score is 3-0 Mets
doctecazoid: not good - too busy with other more pressing things (small scale gigs bringing in a little extra cash - of sorts)
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: 7-0 Mets now
cease: cash is good
cease: i just started me film editing class on tuesday night
ralph spoilsport: gold is better
doctecazoid: mark & janet (you may remember my discussing them earlier) are finally, after three years of talking about it, getting a web-based t-shirt business off the ground - i've been working off rent payments the past couple of months getting the e-commerce end of their operation set up and running
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Warp - dead from the common cold
||||||||| agustina - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ralph spoilsport: whats on the shirts doc?
cease: i hope they sell lots of shirts
doctecazoid: ...and i made a quick c-note fixing someone's laptop this week - his boss wants me to do some work on his business system tomorrow
llanwydd: warp is the first ever to die from the common cold
doctecazoid: these things, on top of lili's sister karen visiting all this week, have kept me from making any progress on the film score
cease: i wonder who agustina was?
llanwydd: agustina must have been up on the roof
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: His immune system was weakened by his lengthy hospital stay
cease: how is lili?
doctecazoid: ralph: the t-shirts are targeted to the drummer/percussionist market
ralph spoilsport: okay...so are there images on them? drumsticks? do you have a link
doctecazoid: cat: lili's doing pretty well, all things considered - her spirits have definitely been lifted with sister karen's presence here
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Are there cymbols on them?
cease: thats good to hear, doc
doctecazoid: ralph: i will msg you a link, the site is not live yet so don't try to order anything please!!!!!
ralph spoilsport: ill wait till its a live link
ralph spoilsport: hanks tho
ralph spoilsport: *thanks
cease: any idea when the adbusters stuff will be up?
||||||||| doctecazoid is kicked out just as the clock strikes 9:35 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood leads doctecazoid into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:35 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: phil hasn't stopped in lately, has he?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Not in some time
cease: not in a long time, llan
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Not in some long time
Merlyn: Not since March 10
ralph spoilsport: i actually have a damn good chicano accent
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cool Jefe
cease: what are all these mexicans doing here?
doctecazoid: cat: i will try and get more adbusters stuff up this weekend, but can't promise i'll get the time - i'm too far behind on so many fronts at the moment
cease: sounds like you, doc
ralph spoilsport: orale
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing '''Pops'' Yamamoto', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:36 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: OI and hello
llanwydd: hi yam
cease: there was a guy named Lyle Neff who used to write for adbusters.
''Pops'' Yamamoto: OI all
''Pops'' Yamamoto: and all OI
doctecazoid: saturday we'll be taking karen to the airport, which kills the morning and part of the afternoon
ralph spoilsport: i h8 the TSA
cease: he has gone onto a career in writing and spoke at a writers fest last sunday. i had hoped to hear him, but didnt. so i mentioned him on my blog. oddly, i promptly got an email from him, first time in 15 years.
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: TSA = Trans Sexual Alliance?
''Pops'' Yamamoto: I will not fly unless I have to and I don't
ralph spoilsport: LOL
cease: i thought maybe he saw the adbusters stuff on the seemreal site, but its not up yet
llanwydd: Tikrit Soviets of America?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: Maybe he had Ilan read your mind?
ralph spoilsport: totally stupid a-holes
''Pops'' Yamamoto: I have a very tiny man eating tyger in my house
ralph spoilsport: i like to be eaten
llanwydd: what's this about mindreading, dex? You are quite over my head
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Just think about it =)
''Pops'' Yamamoto: He's eating me, but I'm so big he has to go on the installment plan
llanwydd: if I seem to read anyone's mind, you might chalk it up to what we call synchronicity. That happens
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Dates back a bit ago when you wondered who jose was and I wondered moments after
ralph spoilsport: okay llan...im thinking of my pet animal...what species is it?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ralph, you pervert!!
llanwydd: well, dex, I might call call that karma. others would call it coincidence. It's possibly the same thing
ralph spoilsport: not in my neck of the woods
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Yes but they're spelled differently
ralph spoilsport: ha
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bonemeister in through the front door at 9:42 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
llanwydd: LOL dex
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hiya Bone
llanwydd: hey bone
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: afk for ..um...you know...
Bonemeister: Shouldn't that be Dexter "On Demand" Fong?
Bonemeister: paper view super salad
llanwydd: am I right to assume that "afk" is an abbreviation for "Kafka"? Must be
cease: what are all these cucarachas doing here?
llanwydd: say it's only a pay per view...
Merlyn: "away from kafka"
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bone: While I'm of course pleased by the thought, I'm showing my lack of solidarity with the Speaker of the House
ralph spoilsport: Already Finished with Kafka
ralph spoilsport: i h8 large caterpillars
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:47 PM and late as usual, it's Mudhead, just back from Funfun Town."
ralph spoilsport: i am not an insect
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ih8 all tracked vehicles
llanwydd: hey mud
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hiya Mud
Mudhead: hello, isn't THIS Fun Town?
cease: you read kafka in Finnish? how zippiesque!
Mudhead: Im onna wrong bus
Mudhead: Hello All
llanwydd: no kafka was Pragueressive
ralph spoilsport: wre all bozos on this bus
cease: mud
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: =))
cease: everything we know is wrong
cease: the little chromium switch is actually plastic
Mudhead: must be the oughts
ralph spoilsport: hes no fun he fell right over!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: with a thin thin coating of Chromium Dioxide
llanwydd: but it's really GREAT plastic
Mudhead: thin thin shells, thats the DDT
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ''Pops'' Yamamoto - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Dog Star = Rin Tin TIn?
cease: no, it's a piece of shit
Mudhead: woof
ralph spoilsport: no hes sirius
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Howard Stern?
Mudhead: Actually Im serious
cease: he;s XM?
llanwydd: but siriusly folks
Mudhead: thats the reason for this little meeting behind the bar
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: ..'echnical difficulties
ralph spoilsport: ethnical?
Mudhead: I'll just pick it up
ralph spoilsport: kanye west doesnt like bush
llanwydd: XM? 1990?
Mudhead: and pu the little meeting over here
Mudhead: put*
Mudhead: now I'll put it ---> over here
ralph spoilsport: hey i am a yellowjacket!
ralph spoilsport: but i never went to pep rallys
llanwydd: now I think I'll hold it over here
Mudhead: the whole tribes a yellowjacket
cease: are they speaking chinese?
ralph spoilsport: does the tribe have rallys?
Mudhead: not on this side
cease: pep pills pep pills
Bonemeister: de Lay = plowed to be an owned man?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bone: YOu can't prove that!!
llanwydd: yellow jackets and red books
Bonemeister: a wholly owned subsidiary of Enron, which is no longer with us.
ralph spoilsport: but sponsored by parmalat
llanwydd: N Ron Hubbard
doctecazoid: i have to get back into host mode - sorry i can't hang longer
llanwydd: no that was someone else
Mudhead: Hemp kindles the fires of History!
cease: hope to see you here more often, doc
Bonemeister: I'm still waiting for Ken Lay to do the perp walk.
doctecazoid: you all have a good evening, i'll check in again next week if i'm not too swamped
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Be well Doc and best to Lili
ralph spoilsport: Kemp hinders the files in mystery
Mudhead: Ciao Doc
Merlyn: nite doc
ralph spoilsport: l8r doc thanks 4 the linik
llanwydd: night doc!
ralph spoilsport: link
doctecazoid: thanks dex - lili's last chemo session is next wednesday, then she gets a 3-week break before she starts radiation treatments
doctecazoid: seven weeks, five days/week, 15 mins/day
llanwydd: Hemp kindles the fires in history
cease: good to hear, doc. she can use the break
doctecazoid: it's gonna be a long haul next 2-3 months
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Doc: A tough row etc but she'l be okay =)
doctecazoid: yes, the prognosis is good (the prosthesis, on the other hand - is careful)
doctecazoid: nytol ..... :-)
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Doc: =)
||||||||| At 9:57 PM, doctecazoid rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
ralph spoilsport: i like ice cream
llanwydd: good to see someone log out without dying of some weird disease
llanwydd: what do the fiddlers look like anyway?
cease: nickle ice cream?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Doc's a friend of the reaper
ralph spoilsport: life is a weird disease
cease: is that like copper tone?
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:59 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
cease: or a silver crow
ralph spoilsport: more like bronze
Elayne: Partisan, you're all partisan! Evenin' all!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey Elayne
llanwydd: hi elayne!
cease: great austin tale, the brass age
Mudhead: Hi E
Bonemeister: http://www.houstonianonline.com/global_user_elements/printpage.cfm?storyid=1003339
Merlyn: hi E
ah,clem: hi E, & all
ralph spoilsport: im new here, hello
cease: hi el
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey clem
Bonemeister: Elayne the blogger with the smug cats.
cease: i'm glad you showed me this flick, but it works much better as an audio experience
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: Don't know how long I can stay, I keep yawning...
llanwydd: I didn't think I recognized you ralph. But you have been here once or twice, haven't you?
ralph spoilsport: nope
Elayne: Gonna be a rough couple weeks coming up, my boss flies back to the US on Monday, then there's the New Year, then a couple weeks of mayhem...
ah,clem: stay till I say hi on air at least... LOL
llanwydd: mayhem, mayhap
cease: Robin got any leads on work?
Elayne: Hey, my cats aren't smug, they-- oh no, wait, they are.
Elayne: Yes Cat, he has some pages he's doing on Birds of Prey, a DC comic, and it might become a regular gig. Keep all appropriate digits crossed!
ralph spoilsport: all cats ive ever met were smug
Elayne: This is the third partial-issue fill-in he's done.
cease: digits crossed
Bonemeister: My two are smug.
ralph spoilsport: ive switched my wife from cats to guinea pigs
cease: Neal Gaiman comes to Vancouver next Thursday.
ralph spoilsport: pigs are needy tho
Elayne: I've been friends with his editor for awhile, so it's nice how that works out.
Elayne: Her name is Joan, and I'm friends with her wife Nancy too, Nancy's a political blogger.
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Joan and her wife Nancy? sounds like TSA'ers to me
Elayne: Dunno about guinea pigs, Ralph, they're just sort of little furballs, aren't they?
Elayne: TSA'ers, Unca Dex? Is that code for "married in MA"?
ralph spoilsport: yeah
Elayne: Although I don't know if they did officially marry - I think they did, but Joan and Nancy have always referred to each other as "wife"...
Elayne: Like Tribbles, Ralph...
ralph spoilsport: yup
llanwydd: Everyone knows her as Nancy but she's really Betty Jo...
cease: its good to see the language expand
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Elayne: Yes it's code so set your code ring to A=23 and drink more Ovaltine
ralph spoilsport: but they are pretty much helpless domesticated
cease: i refer to Simril as my "maiden name"
Mudhead: sorry folks, but Im gonna go
Elayne: Wait, that's the Schoolboy Head Code, isn't it?
Mudhead: Its been fun, and real, and real fun
Elayne: Bye Mudhead!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: We're sorry to Mud =)
cease: back into the mud
ralph spoilsport: l8r mud
||||||||| Bunnyboy sneaks in around 10:07 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Mudhead: G'nite Mr & Mrs America wherever you are!
Elayne: Hey Bunny!
cease: bunny
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: lo dere
||||||||| At 10:07 PM, Mudhead rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Elayne: Gah, the tiredness has overtaken me, as I suspected. Maybe I'll be less tired next week, although I wouldn't count on it...
ralph spoilsport: has anyone ever played "chubby bunny"
||||||||| "10:07 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
||||||||| "10:08 PM? 10:08 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bunnyboy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bunnyboy enters and sits at the bar.
llanwydd: evenin bunny
Bunnyboy: Hop!
ralph spoilsport: hey bunny, im new here3
Elayne: Bye all!
Bunnyboy: It's that conflarned radio app, conflarn it!
||||||||| Elayne is kicked out just as the clock strikes 10:08 PM.
cease: by el
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Night Elayne
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:08 PM and klokwkdog steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: goodnight e
ralph spoilsport: niterz
Bunnyboy: ralph: well, that's a fine "rack". Here's mine. 3
klokwkdog: bye, E!
llanwydd: how did you find us, ralph?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey klok..how's the DVD-archh?
Bunnyboy: nite El!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: argghh?
llanwydd: hey Klok!
Bonemeister: klok
ralph spoilsport: oops didnt know i was showing my "rack"
Bunnyboy: It's in...Aramaeic!
ralph spoilsport: ive been a firesign fan since i was like 10
Bunnyboy: (sic, I'm shur)
cease: you missed elayne and doc teck, ah clem
ralph spoilsport: i have all my dad old lps
klokwkdog: burned a +R for Clem & Bambi and a -R 4 U. There's a couple podcasts don't fly in my standalone player, but they're small and you can d/l them if interested
cease: klok
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ralph: Do you mean you were ten, or you were just like ten?
Bunnyboy: lo clem!
ralph spoilsport: im 30 yrs old
klokwkdog: hey, clem, cat, Ilan, Boney
ralph spoilsport: my dad introcued me
Bunnyboy: I figured the 3 was an emoticon. Finger slip?
ralph spoilsport: not canada
ah,clem )
klokwkdog: stop bragging, Ralph ;-)
ralph spoilsport: california
llanwydd: yes, you were here last week, ralph. you were just too drunk to remember
ralph spoilsport: lol
ralph spoilsport: Oxnard
Bonemeister: brb
Bunnyboy: ralph: Beats me by about 4 years.
ralph spoilsport: no way
cease: i'm the toking canuck, even if i am from la
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bunny: I think it's l33t3 t4lk
Bonemeister: You're smug, cease?
Bunnyboy hands Dex the soap
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong wonders if he's all bent over in the drawers
llanwydd: smug as a bug in a rug
cease: oxnard is the most firesignian la suburb
cease: i think they just like saying Oxnard
ralph spoilsport: nope
ralph spoilsport: oxnard california
ralph spoilsport: in between santa barbara and L.a.
ralph spoilsport: 805 area code
Bunnyboy: Well, I'm not certain if I'm going to even be able to stomach the pilot ep of the new NIGHT STALKER series.
cease: the Yolks of Oxnard
ralph spoilsport: i can name streets too
ralph spoilsport: lol they used to play that on public TV in the 80s
cease: will you be able to kidney it, bun?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: But can you name Le Boulevardes
Bunnyboy: I don't care that Darren McGavin is old and ill, BRING HIM BACK!
ralph spoilsport: no way i h8 the french
cease: but they referred to Oxnard in dear friends, i think
cease: i remember them saying Oxnard on old radio shows i heard
ralph spoilsport: yup
ralph spoilsport: nick danger and the yolks of oxnard
ralph spoilsport: its actually a craphole of a city
ralph spoilsport: itds nickname is "little Mexico"
llanwydd: wasn't oxnard refered to in "Live From the Senate Bar"?
cease: isnt it as far from la you can get and still be in la?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Mexicolita
ralph spoilsport: *hence my good chicano accent
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: 'chu bet Hilerio
ralph spoilsport: nope not in la @ all
ralph spoilsport: its sep[erated by mountains
ralph spoilsport: "the valley"
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ralph: Separated from what?
ralph spoilsport: greater LA area
llanwydd: ah yes. The Oxnard Mountains.
cease: i'm from The Valley. i always thought of Oxnard as the last outpost of LA-ness before you hit Santa Barbara
ralph spoilsport: no ventura county is its own thang
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Major Santa Barbara
ralph spoilsport: camarillo. ventura, oxnard,fillmore
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: fillmore east
ralph spoilsport: yeah fillmore is the last oputpost ov la
ralph spoilsport: r maybe newbury park
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:19 PM and late as usual, it's CommieMartyr, just back from Hellmouth."
CommieMartyr: Comrades!
Bunnyboy: lo Com!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: OI and olla
llanwydd: evening com
cease: marty
CommieMartyr: generic wine for everyone!
klokwkdog: welcome, fellow traveler
ralph spoilsport: *offers his doob in exchange for wine*
ralph spoilsport: i love the free market
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: doob spelled in reverse is doob
llanwydd: geriatric wine?! What's that?
Bunnyboy: Thass "boob", ralph!
ralph spoilsport: i like my wifes boobs
CommieMartyr: that dwarf'll get you a 12 pack!
cease: i thought the brits call it "whinge"
Bunnyboy: Well, who doesn't?
ralph spoilsport: lol
Bunnyboy: I mean, like THEIR wife's...oh, never mind...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bunny: Who doesn't call it "Whinge"?
ralph spoilsport: LOL
llanwydd: I think the brits would call it sack. or something like it
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Perhaps "tonk"
cease: limey english for "fire"
Bunnyboy: And the Romans sack Gaul. The nerve!
cease: in england, they'll be the Sacksign Theatre
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Everything you know is Whinge
ralph spoilsport: asterix the gaul?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Gaul*
llanwydd: a cup of sack with a toast in it. Or "simple of itself"
Bunnyboy: Wanking for the Electrician
ralph spoilsport: sorry, *Gaul
cease: goal?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Raise you an *...*Gaul*
Bunnyboy: My, what fat fingers you have, ralph ; )
cease: gaol?
ralph spoilsport: < a Gael hisse'f
llanwydd: gaol is in newgate. gaul is across the channel
llanwydd: but I don't get that channel
Bunnyboy: ralph: That's OK. I'm sure you'll get time off for good behavior.
CommieMartyr: Charles deGaulle is taking a dirt nap
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Dick Private is on that channel
ralph spoilsport: im already a little bit off...lol
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: afk for ...a drink...there!
llanwydd: new drink called a "kafka"
CommieMartyr: webb wilder
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:28 PM, dragging principalPoop by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
principalPoop: do it reebus
CommieMartyr: making note: mention of webb wilder takes wheels off chat room
Bunnyboy: Now, y'all have seen "that picture" of Tom Delay, the one of him sitting, facing the press, with stern countenance. Now, what do you think: Is he righteously indignant, or just terribly, terribly pissed?
llanwydd: what a wilde webb we weave
ralph spoilsport: you are cool poeple. I have to go now, but ill be back one day. id like to claim this nick in front of all of you im ralph spoilsport from Oxnard, california. if you lived here, youd be home by now.
principalPoop: hi all
llanwydd: evening prince
ralph spoilsport: viva firesign
Bunnyboy: nite ralph! Stop back soon!
Merlyn: ok ralph
principalPoop: bye ralph, you need to show me inside that car one day
cease: by ralph
ralph spoilsport: l8rz ppl
Bunnyboy: lo PP
ralph spoilsport: tell clem im not from canada...LOL
CommieMartyr: ralph's back on the freeway
cease: poop
llanwydd: nite ralph. back on the freeway, which is....
ralph spoilsport: bye
principalPoop: that is what they all say
CommieMartyr: lol
llanwydd: we must have thought of that at the same time, com
principalPoop: losing tom delay is like losing gringritch
CommieMartyr: wheels
principalPoop: I loved when he had press conferences
cease: you think the absence of delay will make a different?
cease: there's a whole rat empire there
Merlyn: the entire bush admin is based on delay, delay, delay
CommieMartyr: Must have been hell, sobering up for all those conferences
llanwydd: it will just be a five-second deLay
principalPoop: abstinance makes the heart get fonder
Bunnyboy: Make haste slowly - Augustus Caesar
principalPoop: the voice of ahhh, clem
Bunnyboy: Of course, Auggie was more of a planner, I think.
cease: we had his his sister Agustina here earlier
principalPoop: soon, it is octoberus
CommieMartyr: Auggie Doggie
Bunnyboy: Anybody checking out ROME on HBO? It's purty fun.
Bonemeister: think of it as a new career at Fox News.
Bonemeister: slippage
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bubba's Brain in through the front door at 10:33 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bunnyboy: And I like the impending setup for I WAS A TEENAGE CAESAR.
llanwydd: yeah, agustina died of the fiddlers. what are the symptoms? Could we have warned her?
cease: it's always october in vancouver
cease: hi bub
principalPoop: hubba hubba bubba
klokwkdog: 989-345-0735
Bunnyboy: lo Bub!
Bubba's Brain: Hey all.
klokwkdog: 989-345-0735
CommieMartyr: Yo bubba
llanwydd: what is Teenage Caesar, bunny?
principalPoop: the phone is in the other room
llanwydd: hi bub
principalPoop: Bingo
klokwkdog: 989-345-0735 is the CNI Radio number to call!
Bubba's Brain: Caesar had the fiddlers while Rome burned?
cease: are we supposed to call in? during dwarf?
CommieMartyr: Be amongst the first 25 callers and recieve free this lovely set of steak knives
Bunnyboy: llan: Well, Augustus became Emperor when he was 18 or 19.
klokwkdog: I think he'll pause it, Cat
Bonemeister: it'll be fun when Al Franken, Bill Maher and Jon Stewart play video clips of Fox New Channel's Gingrich & Delay Show... and make fun of it.
llanwydd: LOL bub!
principalPoop: CNI is communist neeners i-school?
ah,clem: sneak knives, actually
Bonemeister: an empire of rats! go get 'em, cat
klokwkdog: That's what the man says -- he's watching for the blinking light. Your chance to call in and give Clem a piece of your mind
Bunnyboy: And they're already developing angles on this character (Octavian) in ROME.
ah,clem: snake that is
llanwydd: I see. Sounded like an idea for an epic film, bunny
principalPoop: I do not have any extra mind to spare
cease: those arent fiddlers. their arms are just itchy
Bubba's Brain: I offer Clem my frontal lobe.... god knows I'm not using it.
Bonemeister: new show, Fox News Channel
klokwkdog: Poop - CNI is the radio station linked in the chat title at top of the page
principalPoop: the united snakes of america?
CommieMartyr: or them
Bubba's Brain: Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle went the fiddlers, married men are we....
Merlyn: it's been snowing since the top of the page
Bonemeister: sneaky knives?
principalPoop: I am here and there and nowhere klok
klokwkdog: Ilan - how about Teenage Ceaser meets Young Indiana Jones?
Bubba's Brain: Teenage Mutant Ninja Caesars
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Mets win 12-0 Glavine threw a complete game 2 hit shut out
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey Bubba
Bonemeister: Delay is gonna need lots of coaching before he becomes telegenic.
llanwydd: which reminds me, I have long-term plans to make a film called "George Washington Meets the Wolf Man". I'm going to film it on location at the fort here in Ticonderoga. Anyone wants to be an actor, let me know
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey pP =)
Bunnyboy: llan: Although ROME is a fictional series, the historical events are, for the most part, faithful to historical accounts.
cease: good idea, llan
principalPoop: howdy fong, good to see you again
Bubba's Brain: ROME wasn't filmed in a day.
Merlyn: every wolf man jack of you
cease: if they make a series about the present, no one would believe it's not fiction
Bonemeister: Delay isn't nearly as telegenic as Newt Gingrich.
klokwkdog: 989-345-0735 is the CNI Radio number to call!
principalPoop: ahh jump the shark, let george meet the wolf-man and frankenstein
Bunnyboy: Bub: That it wasn't. The first 3 eps featured 2700 costumes!
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ralph spoilsport - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: And actors, too. Mostly British, and rilly high class.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSignTheater" call 989-345-0735'
principalPoop: oh sure he is, tom looks like a mississippi small town police patrolman
CommieMartyr: gotta go. I hope i back soon!
klokwkdog chimes in with a small dissention -- George Washington was never at Ticonderoga
Bonemeister: we've got our own way of doin' things heah, boa
Bunnyboy: I'm gonna go play. Just installed Sonar 5 yesterday, and needs my twiddles.
principalPoop: ok cm cu
Bunnyboy: Nite, yez!
klokwkdog: have fun, Bunny
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Play on Bunny
llanwydd: I think I would know better, klok
Bonemeister: officer Axehandle
principalPoop: ping ping bunny
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: oohh Ilan challanges klok
llanwydd: nite bunnyboy
principalPoop: yes bonemeister, tom delay is not a sterno freak
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:42 PM and Charles Throat sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves to catch the 10:42 PM train to Washington.
Charles Throat: oh... it's...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hello Charles
llanwydd: evening CT
principalPoop: the throat with a grape
Charles Throat: Hi Dexter and all
llanwydd: is Charles Throat a form of strep infection?
Bonemeister: weuhve got ah ohn way of doin' thangs heah, boa
principalPoop: yassir
Charles Throat: I think it's something dj's get
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bone: Ah reckin we's here got a failyuh to communiocate
Bonemeister: Delay = canned heat?
Charles Throat: Oh boy I made it in time for the accent contest
principalPoop: I love fritos by delay
principalPoop: try the phone, pick it up
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: ralph spoilsport was here and won the chicano contest
Charles Throat: Shoa who lotta peepa heah
Bonemeister: Groucho Harpo Chico Howard Sterno
principalPoop: cat on the phone, cease, super cool
klokwkdog: out of the silent Cat!
klokwkdog: 989-345-0735 is the CNI Radio number to call!
llanwydd: Ah challaynge yew to a ac sent dool
principalPoop: fantastic, cheerio
llanwydd: tayne stayups, thayne tarn an fahr
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: I sent my axe home to my daddy, he wanted to clear my neck of the woods
Bonemeister: ayac-cent
klokwkdog: is it possible for Americans to make the Brits laugh?
llanwydd: LOL dex!
principalPoop: oy llan, waddya talking yah?
Charles Throat: Don' poinnat me daddyo
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan disqualified for speaking a foreign language with a fake accent
klokwkdog: Anythinge
klokwkdog: wow, Clem must be doing some pretty good stuff tonight...
principalPoop: who has a big fuzzy one? hehe
llanwydd: bonemeister killed me dayud
Charles Throat: dangit brb
principalPoop: shore enuf
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: !tnung *k'tzh !!Mirian !Mackeeba!!!
Charles Throat: this chat "program" doesn't seem to like Firefox
klokwkdog: that's an interesting thought -- will it be on Radio 4 or Radio 2?
Charles Throat: It will be on radio 2 twice
klokwkdog: What about the GOONS? That wasn't TV!
Charles Throat: for schizophrenics
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: "Oh, my Fox is afire!! Don't pass him this way."
Bonemeister: llanwydd, I must warn you that I lived the first eight years of my life in the Commonwealth of Virginia. I'm capable of Gomer Phonics.
llanwydd: ah gowt a ayuc sent thick enuf ta choke Pecos Bill
principalPoop: manics and depressives?
klokwkdog: There was an uprising in Australia when the ABC moved the 10AM Sat. Goons show!
principalPoop: squeeze him there, maybe he will pass another
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| CommieMartyr - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalPoop: measles? how ordinary for a cm
principalPoop: you do not sound like you cat
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: pP: He's using an accent, man
llanwydd: I hope he will share his measles for the greater good
principalPoop: ahhhh ok
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: I'm waiting for my measley share
Merlyn: just one measly measle
principalPoop: looking at broads cat?
Bonemeister: llanwydd, why not share some Welsh insults? I'm told they're the best in the world.
principalPoop: don't be mealy mouth fong
cease: who do i sound like?
llanwydd: The party must not allow him to hoarde his measles
klokwkdog: Cat - Albert Schweitzer
principalPoop: keep talking, I will think of the name
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: YOu sound like me on radio
cease: i thought he had a german accent
principalPoop: that was super, thanks cat
llanwydd: I'll try, bone. What's a Welsh Rarebit? A virgin from Cardyf.
klokwkdog: he was SWISS! shame on you!
ah,clem: thanks, Cat!
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: A German Shepherd..he fel;t sheepish about that
principalPoop: I know that voice, the movie with, no, not that one
cease: i made some swiss soup today
Charles Throat: three animals in one sentence kinkiny alert
Bonemeister: Tell me what the Welsh think of upper class English who own houses in Wales.
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Ever go out with the Cardyf Gyant?
principalPoop: that is what they all say klok
cease: am i the only one who has anything to say on the ah clem show?
principalPoop: careful with the cheese at the swiss picnic
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: You said it!!
llanwydd: I believe the Cardyf Gyant was a hoax. But no, I never met her
cease: i thought someone should mention the upcoming bbc show
principalPoop: you forgot to order a pizza cat
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: The Cardyff Gyiant was a 'ho?
cease: for a group of fans such as we are, i would have thought that would be more of a topic
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Yeah! With anchovies
Charles Throat: such as we are
Merlyn: yes, I'll try to mention the BBC show cat.
principalPoop: such as it were we are
llanwydd: I don't know what the Welsh think of upper class English in Wales or elsewhere
principalPoop: pull the curtain fred
Charles Throat: as it were
cease: pizzas dont take order. they're anarchists, like cats
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: gimme sme
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: some
cease: we should all have it on our calendars
klokwkdog: Cat - I thought you wanted an unsullied "Dwarf"! ;-)
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: Boxing Day?
Charles Throat: BBC show cats - I love that show
principalPoop: did you sully cat?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: klok: How about the Cardyf Dwyrfe
cease: i was under the impression if i didnt call, no one would and ah clem would just go off the air after dwarf
Merlyn: The Stan Freberg show is supposed to air in December, so I think the Firesign show will be around there too: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/news/2005/09/07/24434.shtml
Merlyn: oops, I meant http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/news/2005/09/20/24784.shtml
principalPoop: you done did good cat
Charles Throat: Hey I've heard this
llanwydd: Boxing Day is the day after Christmas isn't it? When the English take the day off to go around the streets punching each other in the mouth
principalPoop: we found out the little blinking light bulb needs to be replaced
Charles Throat: lol
cease: its a holiday in canada
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: And Welching on pre=Xmas wagers
Charles Throat: on one side, right?
ah,clem: is the third movie, may be done after Dwarf... but was a great call...
Bonemeister: Cadwch Cymru yn lan. Danfonwch y sbwriel i Loegr!
principalPoop: boxing day is the day before christmas here, we put the presents in boxes
cease: stan freburg is only 79? that's only 10 years older than ossman
||||||||| It's 11:00 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 fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Boemeister diqualified for sounding just a little too good
Charles Throat: Otherwise known as wait-until-the-last-possible-second day
Merlyn: the camera adds 10 pounds, the microphone removes 10 years
Bonemeister: I cheated. http://www.insultmonger.com/swearing/welsh.htm
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Merlyn =)
llanwydd: I thought boxing day was to even out all the "peace on earth" and get down to some reality
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
principalPoop: shame shame bonemeister
cease: i saw stills on leno the other day. he looked around 100 and looked like he weighed about 1000
Charles Throat: Kind of like somking then
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Bonemeister though disqualified gets the George washington award for honesty
Charles Throat: smoking that is
principalPoop: porgie, he's a student like you
cease: i just lost cni
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: me 2
Bonemeister: What am I supposed to do with this old dead Cherry tree?
Charles Throat: me too
principalPoop: and the wolf-man award for becoming evil under the mooon
principalPoop: find that axe and handle it
llanwydd: george could not tell a lie. He pushed the outhouse into the potomac, didn't he?
cease: wolfman was great on How Time Flys
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: ...given once a month to the overly hirsute among us
principalPoop: I lost cni, houston? houston?
cease: is that her suit? i didn't know she was a lesbian
Charles Throat: Walter?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: No, he threw a rool of toilet paper acrosss the Potomac....almost
principalPoop: yes walter, bring another round, and see what the boys in the back want
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Wom the Polution award that year
principalPoop: you broke cni cat
Charles Throat: Ah it was in Radio Prison
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Free green house gases
Bonemeister: the clock, it ticks... I must flee
principalPoop: ahhh it started again
principalPoop: hello hello
Bonemeister: Nite.
principalPoop: somebody on the phone
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: "Do not ask for whom the (clock) tolls, Bone
llanwydd: I wonder if gas is cheaper at greenhouses. And do they give green stamps
principalPoop: I have a bone to pick with you meister, but later, have a super week
principalPoop: ahh klok
llanwydd: good night bone
Charles Throat: I'm off like a prom dress
Bonemeister: for whom the Bell phones?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Is anyone receiving CNI?
||||||||| Bonemeister rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bonemeister?! It's 11:06 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Charles Throat: Wow this guy is as boring as Proctor
cease: oh, there's cni back.
principalPoop: one ringy dingy
cease: bone
||||||||| Charles Throat leaves at 11:06 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..."
principalPoop: yes it is back, klok speaks the truth
llanwydd: I've never heard CNI
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: 'est
llanwydd: but I'll try to check it out sometime
principalPoop: a hugo award? cool
||||||||| Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:07 PM.
||||||||| "11:07 PM? 11:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong enters and sits on the divan.
cease: i thought Bozos was the one nominated.
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: had to re=connect to CNI
principalPoop: wb fong, and get off that divan
llanwydd: If you meant "John" Proctor in "The Crucible" I can agree
principalPoop: why not llan?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: pP:Sorry, thought I was sitting on Divine
principalPoop: I saw that movie
principalPoop: was that you?
llanwydd: I played Ezekiel Cheever in the stage version
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: No, I had a stunt double..stunted double...Billy Barty..
principalPoop: you put the em pha sis on the wrong si lye byl
cease: from Marty to Billy Barty. an firesign journey
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: DJ m Pha seemus
principalPoop: on a carty? joe or paul?
cease: ernest borgnine as firesign ref and simpsons character
principalPoop: mc hail
llanwydd: billy barty had an incredibly long career
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Get out the poison clem...Bambi's not around =))
cease: Rico Carty, ex-giant
principalPoop: poor bambi
principalPoop: poor cat
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: "Mother of god...what's gonna happen to Little Rico Carty"
cease: this is a real cat story
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Welcome to the hour of the Feline
principalPoop: root bringing home girls
llanwydd: earliest film I saw him in was "Monkey Business" (1931) with the Marx. Bros. the latest was a film called "Legend" which I believe was 1981
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: bringin' home girls is da root
principalPoop: phone is ringing
cease: good sound effect
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: Still talking about Barty?
principalPoop: not a studio line, frig 'em, frigate matilida
llanwydd: I was, in fact, dex
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: I want a pony too
principalPoop: quite a cat root
llanwydd: both films worth seeing. Especially MB
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: I saw him in a show called "Dude" ragno and ?'s follow up to Hair
principalPoop: rat cat
llanwydd: Hair was 1979, wasn't it?
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: clem: you start to look like them too
principalPoop: I have not seen any marx films in a coon's age
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Ilan: prolly, forget the year
llanwydd: never heard of Dude
principalPoop: start licking yourself and I am out of here
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: It ran about 4 or 5 performances
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: who's on the radio w/ clem?
llanwydd: Broadway shows are a NYC thing. I'm heading down there tomorrow
llanwydd: Checking out a drama school
principalPoop: give my regards illan
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Good for you Ilan
cease: best of luck, llan
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Do you have a schedule yet?
principalPoop: remember me to harvard square or something like that
cease: i read Ringworld
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: me 2
cease: but it's not in the same universe as Dwarf
principalPoop: larry niven is cool, david too
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Cat: what can i say =)
llanwydd: a have a schedule, that is there is one on the web. I have not yet submitted an application though
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: pP: ?Que es mas macho, Larry or David Niven?
llanwydd: they have a thing going on for prospective students tomorrow night
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: clem: Try just putting one can on
principalPoop: mas macho? no hablo pablo
klokwkdog: david is his son, Dex
klokwkdog: he doesn't need to write to make $$
principalPoop: show up and take charge ilan
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: klok: you mean he's a n international jewel thief too?
principalPoop: jocking with us ahh, clem?
llanwydd: it's in one of the oldest buildings in NYC near MSG
principalPoop: move the caterpiller
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: more 'echnical 'ifficulti.....
cease: who was that on the phone?
llanwydd: I don't mean monosodium glutamate
principalPoop: erzazt coffee
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: If it's for me, tell 'em I've gone to park the car]
principalPoop: hail rita
cease: i just turned on this new chris rock thing
principalPoop: and good luck
principalPoop: the pilot was cool
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: pP: I haven't really left yet...I was just ducking some creditors...preditors
principalPoop: good job klok, informative and yet entertaining, and we got the truth about root
cease: they have predators in nyc?
Merlyn: "preditors" are aggresive editors?
ah,clem: ...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: pre-editors...Correcting you narrative before you speak it
principalPoop: wink wink ok fong
Merlyn: the guestbook was broken, fixed now
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: nudge nudge pP
Merlyn: I broke it, I bought it
principalPoop: say no more say no more, and bend over
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: well, I must truly move the car,,,will be absent for next two weeks,,,Night Dear Friends
llanwydd: must be getting up oily tomorrow morning so I will soon be deceased for the night
cease: ereally? then i've got a country in the middle east for you
principalPoop: 2 weeks? have a good time in englandlandenglandeng
cease: by dex
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Nope, just touring my neci of the woods
llanwydd: and we bid you goodnight
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: neck
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: (heck)
principalPoop: neni, neener, neci
||||||||| "Hey Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong!" ... Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:27 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
principalPoop: best of luck all those of you who depart on deplane
principalPoop: ahh it is me speaking
cease: this is actually funny
principalPoop: yes, yes it is
cease: his standup is state of the art. you would think he'd want to do something as good within this milieu
principalPoop: skip to the milieu my darling
principalPoop: so root is part samorian?
klokwkdog: nite, Dex
principalPoop: no don't look here ahh, clem, the plot is thinning, oops
klokwkdog: you will now call the number...
principalPoop: talk about cheese, quick
llanwydd: finally picked my carrots today. I had grown them in the shade and the biggest one came out a little more than an inch and bright yellow
klokwkdog: y'all make that fone ring, folks
klokwkdog: we want to hear what you have to say...
Merlyn: reminds me of my wedding night
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre"'
klokwkdog: 989-345-0735 is the CNI Radio number to call!
principalPoop: the carrot M?
Merlyn: yes, I always go for the Cheap Laffs
klokwkdog: You could call them Chinese Carrots and sell for a fortune, Ilan
principalPoop: ahhh keep the high ground, when you slip and slide ou can slide farther
llanwydd: hey, thanks for the tip, klok! I'll remember that next year!
principalPoop: give them some sun too, let the sun shine
principalPoop: don't take off your shoes
llanwydd: now all I have left is okra and that's been doing pretty well
principalPoop: guffaw!
cease: nick danger, meet don adams
principalPoop: I thought you had harvested the okra
Merlyn: okra winfrey, or franz okra?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "11:38 PM and late as usual, it's Rotonoto, just back from Baltimore."
principalPoop: I found out on a bbc page that don had died, sorry abou that chief
llanwydd: I still have some okra flowers out there apparently
Rotonoto: hi all
Merlyn: hey roto
principalPoop: ohno rotonoto
klokwkdog: hey, ROto!
llanwydd: yes okra wifrey is fried in lard
principalPoop: any corn?
Rotonoto: I'm at Bozoettes again
Rotonoto: am fixing a vacuum cleaner, etc.
cease: hi roto
Merlyn: yep, no more confusion between Don Adams and Dawn Addams
llanwydd: evenin roto. you some atomic guy
cease: dex had to go park and lock it
principalPoop: good evening bozoette
Rotonoto: yes, but which motor we about to be riding in?
klokwkdog: Roto - it's pretty scary if you don't. When they breed, they smell awful
cease: nick danger and the case of the missing shoe should have had don adams in a cameo
llanwydd: no I didn't grow corn this year. But a ton of tomatoes, mostly green
llanwydd: and eggplant that never ripened
principalPoop: have you canned them?
cease: corn? now we can make whiskey
klokwkdog: sell those as "Chinese Peppers", Ilan. You'll make a fortune...
Rotonoto: they won't breed if you put this nair guard on...
Merlyn: movies made before "Around the World In 80 Days" are pre-cameobrian
klokwkdog: Roto -- then you can't use 'em!
Rotonoto: we've been waiting hundreds of minutes for this!
principalPoop: hehe he said nair guard hehe
llanwydd: no I made picalilli with the green ones. Came out pretty good
principalPoop: who's peggy?
klokwkdog: we are listening to "Dwarf" on CNI Radio, Roto
principalPoop: did you can the picalilli?
Rotonoto: jeez. I gota get a player installed in Bozoette's computer so I can hear CNI radio
llanwydd: no i tupperwared it
klokwkdog: Who Peggy is -- likewise to Nick Swell paring -- is solved in "In the Next World, You're On Your Own"
principalPoop: ahh, you burped
klokwkdog: Winamp, Roto
principalPoop: shhh, do not give away the answers in open chat
klokwkdog: Doesn't she have Windoze Media Player? You can get CNI on it...
Rotonoto: winamp, OK sounds like good idea (otherwise might whip a copy of Jet Audio on her)
klokwkdog: ...heck, you can get Tierra Del Fuego on it!
klokwkdog: if you can use WMP, you can get running now
Rotonoto: where does win media player usually live in a winxp machine? I'll go fire it up
klokwkdog: start ->accessories->entertainment->WMP
llanwydd: did I mention I went to my grandmother's funeral last wednesday? Had to drive my bad car all the way to Pennsylvania
principalPoop: I installed some little program and it runs in wmp for me, I would have to find it again
cease: who was the 2nd person on the phone with ah clem?
llanwydd: tomorrow I have to drive it all the way to NJ
klokwkdog: is the car going to make it, Ilan?
cease: driving is something i try and avoid, llan
principalPoop: sorry to hear that llan
Rotonoto: there's no GD address window to put CNI radio into like a browser or a decent player
llanwydd: I have my fingers crossed, klok. Thanks, PP
llanwydd: grandma was 94 and died happy
principalPoop: ahhh super, she saw the world change quite a bit, so are we....
Rotonoto: how do i get stupid wmp to play cni radio?
klokwkdog: Roto - in XP, bring up WM Player, go up on the top area & right-click, choose "File"
Merlyn: Roto, you can also try
klokwkdog: Pick "open URL"
cease: dying happy. everyone's wish
klokwkdog: go to the top of this chat and "copy link location" on the CNI radio link
klokwkdog: paste it into the URL box that came up from "open URL"
Rotonoto: klok, I know that part- but how do I enter address into wmp- there is no address box
klokwkdog: IMPORTANT - remove the "/listen.pls" part of the URL
klokwkdog: away you go...
principalPoop: openplsinwmp.exe is what I used
Rotonoto: oh fer god's sakes, stupid File/Open- grrrrr!
klokwkdog: it's not in the recent players as a menu item that I can find
Rotonoto: Windows media player encountered an unknown error- oh joy...
klokwkdog: you have to right-click an empty area on the top bar and then the FIle->Open URL menu appears
ah,clem: klocks advice should do the trick, an BTW hi Dave
Rotonoto: I will load a copy of Jet audio on her machine 2nite, be done with it- decent player
klokwkdog: did you edit the URL to remove the listen.pls?
Rotonoto: no...
principalPoop: dave on the phone?
klokwkdog: yeah, I get an error on the raw URL. WMP claims it needs to "get a codec"
cease: denver dave?
ah,clem: no,
Rotonoto: edit url did it Brian
klokwkdog: you have sound? great!
Rotonoto: Peorgie playing on Bozoette's machine
principalPoop: dave is busy at school, I want to go to college again lol
cease: i just started a video editing course at the local college
principalPoop: ahhh super roto, super klok, put you on a helpdesk
klokwkdog: helldesk? no way!
principalPoop: I should sign up for something, anything, anything at all
klokwkdog: I'd have to learn Hindu...
klokwkdog: Cat - you watch videos on how to edit?
cease: collow in your books and repeat afrer me as we learn our next 3 words in Indian. Ink, Hemp, Border
principalPoop: I edit, he edit, we atedit
cease: au contraire, i'm in a computer lab with 8 others. editing away
klokwkdog gets out his Hobson-Jobson and attempts to keep up with el gatto
Rotonoto: 3 words in Indian? papadum, dogfight, submarine...
klokwkdog had up to now thought Cat was joining us from home
principalPoop: and stick your right foot in and shake it all around
cease: i am home
cease: unlike dylan
cease: "I'm in" meaning when i'm at class. tuesday nights
principalPoop: that pbs show on dylan was fun
cease: it lived up to the salon review
klokwkdog: chintz, veranda...
llanwydd: as we learn 3 new words in indian. Summer, giver, nickel
principalPoop: I found it by chance, gosh he was young when he was young
cease: i have long loved the "let me follow you down" track from the bootleg albert hall album, and to see it lvisually was a Vast treat
klokwkdog: the Guys should revisit that theme, 4 sure
cease: plot-buttered goat custards?
cease: does "plot-buttered" mean anything?
klokwkdog: hot-buttered groat clusters, I think, Cat ;-)
cease: goat custard would be goat shit
klokwkdog: groats are easy enough to come by...
principalPoop: the subtle nuances are subtle
cease: plot-buttered may also refer to some actual thing
cease: i can go look in the big book of plays
llanwydd: I'm eating blot-buttered spelt toast right now, but I don't know how to spelt
Rotonoto: at the end of the universe: "How are we for time?"
principalPoop: you are the clem, ahh, clem, not the clone
klokwkdog: by the time you hear this I will be playing the benediction?
cease: lol llan
klokwkdog: oh yeah, that catepillar was real, too ;-)
Rotonoto: it was worth it aqll, just for the buttered groat clusters!
principalPoop: wish bambi and yourself the best ahh, clem
cease: indeed
klokwkdog: put in Winamp, Roto, you'll be happier!
principalPoop: the worms were not fresh, that is why my breath is baited
||||||||| 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: fix the light Clem, fix the light (just don't go near it)
cease: off you drift, clem
ah,clem: winamp, roto, yea, and good night everyone... :)
principalPoop: thanks again ahhhhh, clem
cease: keep on firesigning, clem
principalPoop: toad awaaaaaaaaay
cease: yu do a great service
Rotonoto: t'anks ah clem!
klokwkdog: we need a shot of the studio, Clem!
principalPoop: yes indeedy
klokwkdog: ah, those Commie Weavers again...
principalPoop: I had no idea they were commies until that dylan pbs show
principalPoop: pete seeger too, wow
klokwkdog: oh, it was a big thing; after '52 or so, they couldn't be on TV or radio
klokwkdog: yeah, he got a bug up his butt about dylan going electric
principalPoop: sure, good old joe
principalPoop: I was unaware of that resistance to change also
klokwkdog: sheesh, like Alison Krauss or Charlotte Church singing rock. they ought to be able to do what they want, not stay "pure" to someone else's ideals
klokwkdog: dylan's book sounds kinda reminiscent of Lennon, doing all sorts of things to put off fans and still they won't go away
principalPoop: sure, I liked bob saying I will do it for you or find somebody that will do what you want...
ah,clem: can do Klok,(photo), but think I lost track of the caterpilllar
klokwkdog: time to do some more, Clem, time to do some more ;-))
principalPoop: wait until he is a butterfly, or her
ah,clem: and for all that listened, thanks for turning me on...
klokwkdog: flights of dragonflies are loose in my neighborhood this week, first I've seen of the summer
principalPoop: that was the drugs, not us, but ok
cease: we do our best, ah
llanwydd: I read one of his books. It was called "Tarantula"
klokwkdog thinks Clem was plenty turned on to begin with ;-)
klokwkdog: great show, Clem
llanwydd: absurdist poetry
ah,clem: g/n all
klokwkdog: like his songs, Ilan?
klokwkdog: nite Clem
cease: yes, when he wasnt writing for music, his writing was impenetrable
||||||||| "Hey ah,clem!" ... ah,clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:08 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
principalPoop: have a super michigan week oops
klokwkdog: not to mention his album jackets
cease: but you could see in this show, how he was experimenting with language and absurdityt
cease: as tools
cease: people have been writing nonsense lyrics since before language
llanwydd: I like most of his songs of the 60s to mid 70s
principalPoop: he did just seem to want to have fun instead of taking himself and everything seriously
cease: me too llan. the last song i liked was Black Diamond Bay.
klokwkdog: grrr, switched to Fallingstars.co.kr pop and CNI kept going. Roto had me load Windows Media Player and it took five clicks to kill the thing. I need to load the mouse with some wooden clicks, I guess
cease: that's 30 years ago
llanwydd: she wears a necktie and a panama hat...
principalPoop: the last one I recall is that you are going to have to serve somebody
klokwkdog: he's aged better than some of the touring groups today
cease: interesting to see him recoridng 115th dream, and notice the evolutin of that into Black DB
llanwydd: I learned to play that on guitar
klokwkdog: there was a documentary film, done long ago, that is interesting. I head the sountrack on WPKN one night, hours of it
cease: i never plan to go anyway, to new orleans bay
klokwkdog: Dylan and Baez in England prior to Isle of Mann festival, jamming Johnny Cash songs...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ah,clem into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 12:11 AM, then departs.
ah,clem: oops, forgot this...
principalPoop: wb ah clem
||||||||| "12:12 AM? 12:12 AM!!" says Catherwood, "WesternStandardTween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as WesternStandardTween enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
WesternStandardTween: A little tardy this evening...
ah,clem: nytol
klokwkdog: hey, the king took our title away!!
principalPoop: hi tween
klokwkdog: nite again clem
||||||||| At 12:12 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, ah,clem!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
cease: i remember wtith what excitement i saw Dont Look Back at Carleton in Ottawa in 69. I had the book of it before and revered it
Rotonoto: nite clem...
WesternStandardTween: Bye, Clem....
klokwkdog: hello tweeny -- you missed all the exposition and the biggest thing since the Eagle landed
cease: by clem, hi tween
klokwkdog: not to mention your last chance to talk to Dex for 3 weeks...
WesternStandardTween: Otto? Wa?
cease: its the sound autos make when they turn into trains
cease: bigger than the eagle? what, the ostrich?
klokwkdog: I thought it was what Diesel's wife said when he first turned on his engine...
principalPoop: I must toodle, best of luck all, toodles
WesternStandardTween: Bye, P.
klokwkdog: nite Poop
cease: off you poop
klokwkdog: I must B going, too
klokwkdog: everyone have a fine eve
Merlyn: me too, nytol
WesternStandardTween: Who's Adam?
klokwkdog: and hey, Doc Tech, come by sometime!
klokwkdog: away we go, then, Merlyn
WesternStandardTween: Maybe next week. Have a good night, all...
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:16 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs klokwkdog by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cease: he was here briefly.
||||||||| Merlyn leaves to catch the 12:16 AM train to Billville.
||||||||| WesternStandardTween is kicked out just as the clock strikes 12:16 AM.
||||||||| cease leaves at 12:16 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..."
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 12:16 AM, dragging Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Howdy again Boogooloos
Rotonoto: yo Dex
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Hey Roto
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Had to leave to park the car
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: looks like the party pooped out...no offence pP
llanwydd: absolutely must head out now. Long drive tomorrow. Got to start early. Goodnight.
Rotonoto: I got the last few minutes of CNI radio over here at Bozoettes
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Night Ilan
Rotonoto: nite llan
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Roto" uh...clem was tkaing phone calls when i left
||||||||| It's 12:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| principalPoop - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong: Night Roto =)
Rotonoto: hey guize, z'ette is fading so I'm gonna bail out- see ya next fire time, same fire station...
Rotonoto: nite all, sees ya soon...
||||||||| Rotonoto says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Rotonoto exits at 12:22 AM.
||||||||| It's 12:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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:
''Pops'' Yamamoto
Bubba's Brain
Charles Throat
Dexter ''On Delay'' Fong
el mehdi
ralph spoilsport
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