A Firesign Chat


Special appearance by
David Ossman as 'George Tirebiter'
Phil Proctor

||||||||| 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 November 16, 2006 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (8:58 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Firebroiled: . . . not in any way want to put myself in a confrontatory position either with the United Snakes, or with Them. And you can believe me, because I never lie and I’m always right. So wake up! [slap and baby crying] And take a look at your only logical choice. Me. George Tirebiter.
Firebroiled: Say Hi to Oss for me
||||||||| Firebroiled rushes off, saying "8:58 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| halvah tiptoes in around 11:32 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| "Hey halvah!" ... halvah turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:33 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Puck bounds in at 2:39 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Puck: "Is this your dwarf?"
Puck: "Well, come in out of the corn starch and dry your mucklucks by the fire, then/"
||||||||| It's 2:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Puck - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts mrmom inside, makes a note of the time (3:31 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| At 3:35 PM, mrmom rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:01 PM and late as usual, it's Atom, just back from Wisconsin."
||||||||| Atom leaves to catch the 8:03 PM train to Wisconsin.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Pancho Bob Villa into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:24 PM, then departs.
||||||||| At 8:25 PM, Pancho Bob Villa scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:33 PM, dragging Bob D Caterino by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies ah,clem into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:34 PM, then departs.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSigh Theatre" at about 9 eastern, George'
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, George'
||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bob D Caterino - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Merlyn steps in at 8:43 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Merlyn: Hey clem, what's on the schedule? Something with Tirebiter, I'd guess?
||||||||| 8:49 PM: Bambi 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!"
Bambi: hi Merlyn and Clem :-)
Merlyn: Hey Bambi
||||||||| It's 8:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bob D Caterino inside, makes a note of the time (8:50 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bambi: Bob got lucky! dead from the Plague
Bob D Caterino: Evenin everyone
Merlyn: hey dere
Bob D Caterino: Yeah I tried to run but P got the deal from ralph before I got there
Bambi: hi Bob ... did you see you got lucky! dead from the Plague lol
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:51 PM, dragging road apple red by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Bob D Caterino: Yes I did
Bambi: guess the rest of us won't be so lucky ;-)
Bambi: hi road apple red
Bob D Caterino: I can vouch Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Bob D Caterino and queries "Did you want me?"
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Mr. Motion into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:52 PM, then departs.
Bob D Caterino: Yes Catherwood I need a pair of teeth before dinner
||||||||| Catherwood brings a pair of teeth before dinner.
Mr. Motion: Braaaaa Motion is here, people have no fear!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 8:52 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: C a t h e r w o o d does well usually, but you really need to know how to respond to him...he's so persnickity!
Bob D Caterino: Braaaa motion??? Are you female?
Bambi: hi Mr. M
ah,clem: hi all
Bambi: hi Clem
Mr. Motion: Bambi Clem!
Bob D Caterino: Ah Clem, why so small
ah,clem: I'm one of the little guys
Mr. Motion: What part of Mr. don't you grasp Bob?
Bob D Caterino: Oh then we all suport you but just one thing, when can we put you down?
Bob D Caterino: I dont grasp any of Mr.
Mr. Motion: Must be Canadian?
||||||||| justanothergov'tTweeny steals in around 8:55 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bob D Caterino: i was lookin at the vra motion, over fifty huh
ah,clem: you can put me down now, Bob
Bob D Caterino: lol
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hello, Dear Friends...
Bob D Caterino: Hello Tweeny
justanothergov'tTweeny: Sorry about that unpleasant incident, Catherwood...
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past justanothergov'tTweeny
Mr. Motion: A Blow-up government man, kewl!
Merlyn: hey tween, clem, mr mo, r.a.r.
Merlyn: any relation to r.u.r.?
Mr. Motion: Merl!!!
||||||||| 8:56 PM: Live Cat Soap jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Bambi: hi just another gov't Tween ;-)
ah,clem: hi Tweeny
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Bambi...
justanothergov'tTweeny: Where's the cat?
Mr. Motion: Are you any kin to dead cat soap?
justanothergov'tTweeny: Clem...
Bambi: hi Live Cat Soup
Bob D Caterino: Hello Bambi, Motion,Merl Ahclem and everyone
Live Cat Soap: I'm in the soap,
Live Cat Soap: or the soup
justanothergov'tTweeny: ugh
Live Cat Soap: all water has turned soupy brown here
justanothergov'tTweeny: Doesn't sound very tasty, Bambi...
Mr. Motion: High Bob?
Bob D Caterino: a whole live cat in ever bar of LIVE CAT SOAP
Live Cat Soap: boil water advirosry just went into effect for all of vancouver
ah,clem: a real dead can in every bar!
justanothergov'tTweeny: Does it purr and lick you?
Mr. Motion: Ah.... I see!
Bambi: ok, we've got Cat Soup (add water and got tomato soup) and road red apple so we can have apple fritters with that. ;-)
Bob D Caterino: shhhh
justanothergov'tTweeny: I _was_ going to have dinner...
justanothergov'tTweeny: No joke, Cat? That alot of folks...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 8:58 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Dex...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Lynn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:59 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Live Cat Soap: i need a more appropriate nick for mr. tirebiter
Bob D Caterino: oh well no data
Bambi: hi Dex
Merlyn: hey dex, lynn
justanothergov'tTweeny: Evenin' Lynn...
Bambi: hi Lynn
Lynn: Howdy
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Fellow Kids
Mr. Motion: Dex!!!
Live Cat Soap: lynn
justanothergov'tTweeny: Bet we have quite the full house tonight.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Johnny Piano', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Live Cat Soap: i think thats the idea
Dexter Fong: and now for the personal-type greetings....
justanothergov'tTweeny: Let the air out of your shoes...
Bambi: "The Real Mark Time" ??
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey JP...
Bambi: hi Johnny
Lynn: Howdy
Johnny Piano: Yo, my posse!
Bob D Caterino: Hi Lynn
Merlyn: Nino says we're chatting from Bangor all the way to mighty Maine
Bob D Caterino: Hey Jonny oh Johnny oh
justanothergov'tTweeny: We be down, JP...
Johnny Piano: Whaz real, doggs
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 9:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 16, 2006 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem, Bambi JP, Tweeny, Cat? =), merlyn, MM, and Bob D and Lynn, and the fading RAR
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey LL...
Bob D Caterino: Hey its LL
llanwydd: is this otbonline?
Live Cat Soap: better from Fresno to mighty Califronia
Bambi: hi llanwydd
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give everybody a trumpet
||||||||| Catherwood gets everybody a trumpet.
Live Cat Soap: im watching news. its all brown
Dexter Fong: Hi Ilan
justanothergov'tTweeny: for John Phillip Tirebiter?
Johnny Piano: How do you play "revielle"
Bob D Caterino: Bob wipes off the dripping wet mouth peice
Merlyn: I read an article today how the USA's anti-internet gambling might allow one of the internet-island companies to ignore US copyright law
Dexter Fong: JP: In "C"
Bob D Caterino: Lawyers are so much fun
Dexter Fong: ..and * to the Bar
Dexter Fong: 8
Johnny Piano: Is that "C" in trumpet key or concert "C"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and cpfirezine waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Concert or Tuttsi Fruitsi "C"
Live Cat Soap: i wonder if tirebiter was blown away by this storm
Bob D Caterino: Yeah I have to gamble in Aussie
Bambi: make it a C note and we'll take the case!
Johnny Piano: Cuz ya know "C" in trumpet is "Bb" in concert
Live Cat Soap: is that the communist party firezine?
llanwydd: it's certified public firehead
Johnny Piano: Oh, Chico Marx "C"
Bob D Caterino: Hey CP I see you have proof
Dexter Fong: Live Cat: What storm...?
Merlyn: that you palladino?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Pancho Bob Villa into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:03 PM, then departs.
Bambi: (course we aren't really lawyers, so you hire us at your own risk ;-) )
cpfirezine: yes - tis I
Bambi: hi Pancho Bob Villa
Dexter Fong: JP: Yes which is a lot easier than an E Flat Instrument
Live Cat Soap: look at the crowds pour in
llanwydd: hi bob
Live Cat Soap: er, purr
Bob D Caterino: Hey
Bambi: hi cpfirezine
Merlyn: If you haven't seen the Ronald Reagan Murder Case press release, it's here: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/pressrel/rrmc.html
cpfirezine: Hello - Bambi
cpfirezine: I'm not mean to Bambi
Johnny Piano: Oh, Chico Marx "C"
Live Cat Soap: that was up thru elayne's blog yest, merl
cpfirezine: She likes it that way
Merlyn: blog yeast can be pretty nasty, I hear
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:05 PM, dragging Road Apple Red by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Bob D Caterino: i havent read it although I have seen OJ braging about killing Mr. Reagan on a stormy night
||||||||| Outside, the 9:05 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Atom coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Live Cat Soap: i remember the play from midwest theatre tape
Johnny Piano: That's okay, CP - there are enough of us here that are mean to Bambi to make up for you
||||||||| "9:05 PM? 9:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Hideo should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Hideo enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Bambi smiles
Merlyn: we've got duplicates
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off road apple red at 9:06 PM
cpfirezine: You see - I told you
Live Cat Soap: and his brother Forest?
Johnny Piano: Those five kids in Canada, Merl?
llanwydd: this place is suddenly filling up with newcomers
Dexter Fong: Hideo Gump? or Hideo Wallbanger?
Road Apple Red: But they're playing Don't Crush That Dwarf
Bambi: hi Hideo
||||||||| Hideo departs at 9:06 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Mr. Motion: Hideo!!!
Dexter Fong: Guess he doesn't like to be questioned
Merlyn: hideo came in the revolving door
Atom: what about this midwest tape?
cpfirezine: They all want to speak to The Gipper
ah,clem: ...
Bob D Caterino: I sort of remember Hideo Wallbanger whats that from??? The mind is a terrable waiste
||||||||| George Tirebiter strides in at 9:07 PM with Danny Vanilla badgering him for an interview; since he has no badgers, Catherwood forcibly accompanies Danny Vanilla out the door.
Merlyn: or gip to the speaker
Merlyn: George!
Mr. Motion: Is that the Gipper or the Zipper?I get those two confused?
llanwydd: Hey Dave!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts doctec in through the front door at 9:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: A Gip for all and Know Gyp to any body
Johnny Piano: Good evening, Mr. T
Mr. Motion: Leroy!!!!!!!!!
Merlyn: Three Ossman characters in a row
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Doc
Live Cat Soap: hello Gerge
doctec: timing is ... everything ...
ah,clem: good evening Mr. Tirebiter
Bambi: hi doctec
doctec: evenin' all
Atom: hi
Mr. Motion: Doc!
||||||||| 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 Hemlock Stones gets out at 9:07 PM.
Bob D Caterino: Yeah we are all Bonzo's on that bus
Dexter Fong: George T> Strides right..er um corecctly
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'TOR Hershman', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Johnny Piano: Just in time, Stones!
Dexter Fong: Hiya Hem
TOR Hershman: Howdy do, All
||||||||| At 9:08 PM, George Tirebiter scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Atom: hi
||||||||| 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 George Tirebiter disembarks at 9:08 PM.
Hemlock Stones: Greetings one and all
cpfirezine: Hello Doctor - Is the Doctor Happy - Unhappy?
Live Cat Soap: that was quick
Dexter Fong: Hight TOR
Bambi: good evening Mr. Tirebiter or should we just call you George? Great to see ya!
doctec: oh dear ... i think we scared him off
llanwydd: somebody scared him away
justanothergov'tTweeny: Spreaking of Dave... Dave Bahr said to send his apologies. Can't make it tonight because of travel. Says he and the pup are doing fine...
||||||||| "Hey Atom!" ... Atom turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:08 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Hemlock Stones: did i scare him away ?
||||||||| 9:08 PM: Atom jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Bambi: hi TOR and Atom
justanothergov'tTweeny: Mr. Tirebiter!
Bambi: hi Stones
Dexter Fong: GT follows Hedeo
Bambi: eeek!
Bambi: well, he did show up LOL
Dexter Fong: I want my money back
justanothergov'tTweeny: LOL
||||||||| Atom departs at 9:09 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
llanwydd: he only said he'd make an appearance
||||||||| Outside, the 9:09 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Atom coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
TOR Hershman: Hey, you should've seen Wes Craven run when I showed this eve.
doctec: either we scared him off or he's a little unfamiliar with the chat interface
Johnny Piano: That was a bit anti-climactic
Bob D Caterino: He never said for how long
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:09 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: hi Dave! If you "read" this later ... smiles
justanothergov'tTweeny: A cameo?
Merlyn: Dave might be having a problem with the chat window
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:10 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Atom by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Live Cat Soap: ive never known mr tirebiter to be very good with computers
principalpoop: holow
Dexter Fong: Atom exhibiting Brownian motion {One for Klok}
Hemlock Stones: well he gave the appearance of someone in a hurry to leave
||||||||| Atom sashays in at 9:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bambi: hi princep
Bob D Caterino: lol
cpfirezine: eat it
doctec: all those ones and zeros ... enough to keep the wolves awake
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'POOLBOY', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Mr. Motion: Eat it Raw!
principalpoop: marching to Omaha
Hemlock Stones: did he make his getaway in the ice cream van ?
cpfirezine: Rah - Rah - Rah!
Bob D Caterino: If he expects an arse kissing from me he is dead wrong. Now where is Mr. Ossman???
Bambi: well, hopefully he will be back soon
||||||||| 9:11 PM: bad-2d-bone jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
doctec: hello poolboy - are you a swimmer or a billiards fan?
||||||||| "Hey Atom!" ... Atom turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:11 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
principalpoop: live cat soap tastes poor
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bubba's Brain inside, makes a note of the time (9:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Atom close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:11 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
principalpoop: hi bubba
ah,clem: still see tirebiter in list, but no longer in red
Bambi: looks like George is back but not RED
bad-2d-bone: bub
Bubba's Brain: Hey, all
Bob D Caterino: I would like to get him a drink and some snacks
Bambi: hi bad2dbone
Johnny Piano: Patience, bozos
||||||||| doctec, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Sitting Room.
Mr. Motion: Hey BB.
cpfirezine: How bout some groat cakes
: Hi Tyre bitter? How this chitty work?
Bob D Caterino: Well we havent red it yet
TOR Hershman: Well, moi shall leave so Mr. Tirebiter can return, BUT, here's moi latest.....a YouTube presentation http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7iQRFP_e90
principalpoop: and a couple of girls to show him a good time
bad-2d-bone: alias boney
||||||||| Hideo sneaks in around 9:12 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong thinks Atom has now thoroughly acquainted himself with the entering and exiting process
TOR Hershman: See why folks RUN?
principalpoop: chitty chitty bang bang he he
||||||||| doctec has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:12 PM.
doctec: so many rooms, so little time
Hemlock Stones: hey dexter its like the answer to the question of how you get to Carnegie Hall
Johnny Piano: Atom is just havin' a bit of the old "in-out-in-out"
principalpoop: who is in charge here?
||||||||| 9:13 PM: dovescorpion 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!"
Bob D Caterino: David, push the red button
Dexter Fong: TOR< It's not you, it's your Korean Valet Moi
principalpoop: fong, I am lost, help me fong help
Atom: lol yes
Hideo: Where is my ha name?
Live Cat Soap: its just this little chromium switch
Atom: I think i got it now
bad-2d-bone: where's George Thorogood?
Hemlock Stones: he was destroyed
cpfirezine: Maybe he's on the other side
Dexter Fong throws poop a line "Who was that Congressional Page I saw you turning last night
||||||||| At 9:13 PM, POOLBOY scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
principalpoop: I think it is unlucky to be superstitious
llanwydd: I'm starting to fade
doctec: y'know, all these switches here are chromium
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's POOLBOY, just back from Elmertown."
Hideo: Oh, there is it, thank you world peoples...
Hemlock Stones: i know the feeling llanwyd
Atom: that you tube thing is gay
Bob D Caterino: Not fade away
Bambi: hi Bubba's Brain, dovescorpion, POOLBOY
doctec: hey chris - just noticed you in the list
principalpoop: that was no page, that was my line
Bubba's Brain: Hey, Bam
doctec: good to see you here chris
Dexter Fong: Atom: Good =))
cpfirezine: Hey Doc
Merlyn: David, try just typing and pressing return, not any "send" button
cpfirezine: Its good to be
Bob D Caterino: a PP punch line = They just bend over the page
principalpoop: I don't see Dave, does he see us?
Atom: so now what?
Hideo: Is tye-a-bite-a in the room?
Bob D Caterino: or enter even
llanwydd: I hope dave doesn't give up
Merlyn: Yes, dave can see us, he can't seem to send
cpfirezine: Hold your finger next to your lines
Hemlock Stones: how can i possibly answer that question PP ?
Bambi: lol Stones ... but being across the pond, that's to be expected at this time of the 'day' ;-)
Bob D Caterino: type and enter
Merlyn: He had the same problem once before; I don't know what browser he has
Dexter Fong: poop: Chat moving too fast to reply in a timely fashion
Atom: just tell him to go in and out a few times]
doctec: Dave: if you need to, click your mouse in the little text entry field at the bottom left ... when you see a blinking cursor, type away - press enter to send
principalpoop: i bet he is private talk instead of send to all
Bob D Caterino: Why dont republicans use bookmarke
Bambi: George is being interviewed on the 'movie' :-)
principalpoop: slow the refresh
Hemlock Stones: i seem to be trapped in Radio Prison again
cpfirezine: Roll up you arm and bend over
Dexter Fong: Merl: Has he put his cursor in the text box?
Live Cat Soap: well the first firesign show was virtual film makers, maybe this one will be virtual tirebiter
Hideo: I usually go to the bathroom at 9:17 pm
principalpoop: oops, I was thinking of our denver dave, sorry Mr. Dave
Merlyn: I think so, dex
Lynn: I think he's not anywhere at all
Bob D Caterino: ok, lets all just count noses and blow noses and just be quiet, for a sec
Dexter Fong: YOu got it Doc =)
llanwydd: I always press enter to send
doctec: y'know, ever since clear channel took over the radio prisons they just haven't been the same
Bubba's Brain: Tap. Tap. Tap. Is this thing on?
Johnny Piano: Patience is a virtue...
principalpoop: yes BB

Merlyn: hey
Bambi: ouch, Bubba ;-)
Hideo: but maybe I can wait until the sun comes up
Johnny Piano: Hello, italics?
Atom: So where is he?
Mr. Motion: Let me scare you with a little story...
Bubba's Brain: I've been italicized... not psychadelicized.
Hemlock Stones: i wont have to wait long for that Hideo
principalpoop: virtue is its own reward, but so is vice...
cpfirezine: Or the horizon
Bob D Caterino: Bubba, no! your tapping the lines
Dexter Fong: Bon Giorno
Live Cat Soap: what a suit
Merlyn: Hmm, the software should check for unterminated italics or italians
Hemlock Stones: ok PP a slice of virtue and do you do fries ?
principalpoop: how dry I am....
doctec: someone did a <i> without doing a </i> after
Johnny Piano: The Psyche Deli in New Delhi
Bubba's Brain: unterminated italians?
Pancho Bob Villa: okay
Bob D Caterino: I resemble that remark
Hideo: Tye bit, you come back her an explain why you not here
principalpoop: yes fries, extra trans fat please
Live Cat Soap: how is lili, doc?
doctec: there you go pancho
justanothergov'tTweeny: not fade away
||||||||| sidfudd bounds in at 9:18 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Hemlock Stones: luxury PP
llanwydd: we'll all look back at this and laugh someday
doctec: still on the oxygen, live
principalpoop: hey you, nice knocker
Hemlock Stones: i am laughing right now
Dexter Fong: Hi Sid
justanothergov'tTweeny: Of course, we had it tough...
cpfirezine: I'm laughing now
Bubba's Brain: Psyche Deli, right next to the Cupid Deli.
Live Cat Soap: will she be able to join chat?
cpfirezine: We're all laughing
Bambi: hi sidfudd
Hideo: I can play chopsticks with any amount of wanton madness soup!
principalpoop: hehehe
doctec: live: probably after grey's anatomy
Johnny Piano: Hey, Sid - any new Laws lately?
Dexter Fong wonders how it went so well in rehearsal
bad-2d-bone: echnical ifficulties are elaying orge irebiter... e egret nconvenience
sidfudd: Ack ack! Computer death! I type from work! Home PC dead! When you push a hard drive hard enough it will CORRUPT
Hemlock Stones: well it certainly went Dexter
Atom: So is he in the other rooms?
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| POOLBOY - dead from jaundice
||||||||| TOR Hershman - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Road Apple Red - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Johnny Piano: Damn leprechauns
Bambi: if you can't type ... try another browser?
llanwydd: so many of us have gone prematurely grey
doctec wonders why the rehearsal was done in a well
George Tirebiter: TIREBITER IS BACK
Hemlock Stones: my god its a pandemic
principalpoop: how do they name babies in china? they drop 4 spoons on the floor cling clang clong clong
Merlyn: YAY
Bubba's Brain: Hi George.
bad-2d-bone: ank ou
Bob D Caterino: wow the games continue
Atom: welcome back
Live Cat Soap: i think we need lili to fix tirebiter's computer
Hemlock Stones: welcome back
cpfirezine: Hello George
Hideo: Can someone give me an aspirin for headache on Tuesday?
Dexter Fong: Merl: KIll us all and let God sent the righteos chatters back
doctec: hello george
Mr. Motion: And he's beautiful!!!
ah,clem: wb George
principalpoop: ahhh george, porgie and mudhead is just coming on
llanwydd: WB Dave!
doctec: we're engeorged here!
Pancho Bob Villa: Hit it w/a stick
Bambi: Hi George
Johnny Piano: He ain
principalpoop: it is nice to be had
bad-2d-bone: PLAUSE
Dexter Fong: Olla Senor Tyrebiter
Johnny Piano: He ain't red...what up wit' dat?
Atom: lol
Live Cat Soap: how does an old man like you stay alive, george?
George Tirebiter: MY NOVEL IS OUT!!
Dexter Fong: Hey: I think thats a shot
principalpoop: yah well, huh?
Hemlock Stones: i used to be able to understand remarks like that Mr Tirebiter
bad-2d-bone: APS OCK EY
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:21 PM and late as usual, it's Comrade Otto Yamamoto, just back from Connecticut."
doctec: yeah george, and my affliction is terminal (just like the one i use to type these words)
llanwydd: with me it wasn't so sudden, george
||||||||| 9:21 PM: Honey Sanchez 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!"
cpfirezine: I see it hasn't affected your sense of humor, has it George
Bob D Caterino: Thanks Mr Ossman, Hello Mr. Ossman At your cirvix mr Ossman
Dexter Fong: Was it printed in all caps, George?
principalpoop: hola honey
Bambi: LOL, why thank you George ... I think ;-)
Live Cat Soap: that must be a relief, george
Hemlock Stones: hi Honey, welcome to chaos
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Okay, now I'm me
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Stickman into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:21 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: Hmm, my celeb-flagging isn't working, I'll have to change George red manually
Honey Sanchez: hi folks
Bambi: hi Honey
Hideo: Oh, yes. Mr. Biter, can u tell me why I am so tired?
Merlyn: which is dangerous...
principalpoop: here is one of the cuties I promised the Tirebiter
Johnny Piano: Please tell us about your book, Mr. T
George Tirebiter: HOW VVERY PAINFUL
Live Cat Soap: its a mystery what took it so long to see print
Bob D Caterino: Yes but you never thought we could read, did you?
principalpoop: wow M, wash your hands first
bad-2d-bone: on't ush aps ock ey, orge
Hideo: oh yes, the book?
doctec: congrats on getting your novel out - and not a moment too soon! (what with the ft 40th anniv. and all...)
cpfirezine: The book has been gestating for at least ten years now, hasn't it?
Dexter Fong: They're dropping in like fly balls
Atom: well what i want to know is if the Firesign will ever come back to Minnesota?
bad-2d-bone: aid... evermind
doctec: as you can see dave, the s**t flies thick and fast here
principalpoop: roanoke wants you!
Mr. Motion: Got a new album for the 40th anniversary too?
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Gestating that long, eh? Imagine THAT delivery
principalpoop: or salem maybe
Live Cat Soap: you were really a friend of the gipper?
Bambi: ah, now George is red...and read too
Hideo: Mr. Regan is dead?
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Winston
Johnny Piano: A doppelganger mystery, eh?
doctec: gripper...
Bob D Caterino: Two Ronnies, I don't know if I could take two Nancy's
cpfirezine: Very glad to see it and the audio version
llanwydd: Great news!
principalpoop: a doppelgripper
Merlyn: There's a real Frogtown in St. Paul, MN
Johnny Piano: Doppelgipper?
justanothergov'tTweeny: One for the gripper?
Atom: I know
Honey Sanchez: take two nancys and call me in the morning, Bob
Johnny Piano: Excellent news, Mr. T!
doctec: wow
principalpoop: dangerbox, cool, super cool
bad-2d-bone: my hearing aid is working again
cpfirezine: You've got several Tirebiter books in the making, don't you?
Hideo: griper!
justanothergov'tTweeny: Indeed...
Atom: i am from Minnesota
Bambi: it's one of those things that gets better with age
doctec: i'll take two cases!
Merlyn: Me too, Atm
Stickman: Is the novel like the Max Morgan, Crime Cabbie stories?
Mr. Motion: I can hardly wait!
Bob D Caterino: Dave, Been there for the first and will be there for the next
principalpoop: i need one bad bone, any advice?
Hideo: Why so big cap guns mr biterrrr?
Merlyn: By the way, Brian here David...
bad-2d-bone: hearing aids
Live Cat Soap: when elayne and i visited you in whidby, you were being ignored by publishers too young to know who you were
Merlyn: Yep, for convergence: www.convergence-con.org
principalpoop: yes bone
Bob D Caterino: Caps is for the star
Bambi: hi Stickman
Stickman: More like Mexican Overdrive?
Atom: Well i know a lot of peps that want u guys to come back here soon
principalpoop: what is reality?
Hideo: Why no come to NYC? There is lots of Japan there
bad-2d-bone: I call it a hearing aid because I'm only deaf in one ear
Bob D Caterino: I cant bear it
Bob D Caterino: WBAI says hello
doctec: to the manor bared
Merlyn: I'LL TAKE YOUR LUGGAGE <-- red caps, get it?
Live Cat Soap: im delighted bear manor is doing this
Johnny Piano: Bob, stop bear-baiting
Honey Sanchez: woot!!!! Mr. T :)
principalpoop: i am only deaf in one ear also, and have trouble hearing with the other
bad-2d-bone: You're coming through loud and clear, George
doctec: lol brian
Live Cat Soap: that's bear Dating
Hideo: I cannot hear or bear you over this chat
Stickman: Whoopie! I loved Mexican Overdrive. I can feel the wind in my hair.
Bob D Caterino: I am not i am bear biting
Johnny Piano: What?!
bad-2d-bone: I can hear every word
principalpoop: what happened to zigfield?
||||||||| 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 'arney! disembarks at 9:27 PM.
doctec: yes new mex o.d. rawwks
Live Cat Soap: i was lucky enough to see it live in whidby, all those years ago
Hideo: I am so tired tirebiter
Merlyn: zigfield zagged at the wrong time
principalpoop: hi arney
Bambi: hi 'arney
Bob D Caterino: My book shelf has Big Book of Plays as well as mystery Joke book now yours soon and well thats all I red
bad-2d-bone: No, I wasn't referring to the brain implants--that's another can of worms
Honey Sanchez: hola, 'arney!
Dexter Fong: Merl: But his Steam Ship, Ziegfields Folley sailed right over the edge
Hemlock Stones: the pictures are better on radio Clem
Hideo: I drank this bear whizz beer and ate a whole cheese log
principalpoop: ahh, thanks, now I remember where I put my can of worms
Atom: my dad went to one of your shows and u grabed his leg and pulled him around in minnesota do u remember that?
Johnny Piano: When is the book available?
Live Cat Soap: yes webber did a fine job
Bubba's Brain: BTW, John W. here, David
principalpoop: what kind of cheese? was it gouda?
Bob D Caterino: Barnes and Nobel
Hideo: Its on right now, the book...
Dexter Fong: Atom: THat was me!!!
Dexter Fong: YOu are my...son?
doctec: yes - mr. weber has done a great job on the glt series
Bambi: yes, love the pictures on radio better for many things ... always have
llanwydd: nay nay
Johnny Piano: Excellent, it will be a pleasure to add to my short shelf of Firesign
Bubba's Brain: On order, and on the site -- http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/ltmcat.cgi?sku=BEAR002
'arney!: hallooo to all. Virgin chatter.
Atom: nope i don't think it was u
principalpoop: hear hear
Bambi: thanks Bubba for the link
Hideo: If I knew the cheese I would have never sqeezed the wheeze.
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Pancho Bob Villa - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: wrong chatroom for virgins hehe
doctec needs to place an ardor at some point
llanwydd: I went to england on Virgin charter
Dexter Fong: Atom: PErhaps I'm only your guardian
Hemlock Stones: never mind llan, your secret is safe with me
Atom: it was after they did this bong on stage
Johnny Piano: Pancho Bob must have been trying to remodel that Adobe temple...
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: 72?
principalpoop: omg the fiddlers are back, run
Bob D Caterino: Damn, have to spend a buck now, must get the duster out for my money. It old money
llanwydd: lol
cpfirezine: I saw a copy of Mixville Rocket sold on Ebay this week for around $30
Atom: and he said it was the real stuff in the bong
Hideo: Sometimes I feel better in the morning if I dont drink the water
principalpoop: not insane
Bubba's Brain: Yes, GLT series is at http://lodestonecatalog.com/tirebiter.html -- if you don't mind the plug.
sidfudd: George, it's Taylor, aka SidFudd - I know you've had some vestigial interest over the years for the famous Firesign Theatre, so we've been politely asking their fans to dig for tapes
Dexter Fong: Atom: That was ME!! I struck the Bong a mighty blow like J. Arthur Rank
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Gotta watch those mean times, you do
Mr. Motion: Papoon Papoon for president
Live Cat Soap: will the mushroom plays ever be released?
Bob D Caterino: I never wear plugs
doctec: dang i just tripped over that plug
Johnny Piano: Any details on the Danger Box, George?
bad-2d-bone: I remember to poontang of 76
Bambi: Dave: Bambi and JimmyLee (aka ah,clem in the chat) of CNI Radio here
bad-2d-bone: the poontang
cpfirezine: I'd like to see the Firesign's Five Fooot Shelf someday
Stickman: I was listening to Campoon last night. Celebrity Rat Shoot! HAH!
Bubba's Brain: I wondered why my monitor turned off, doc.
Hideo: More sugah, sugar, meowwww...
justanothergov'tTweeny: I was in poontag in 70. The reds were everywhere...
doctec: 4 or 5 feet...
Atom: are u sure?
Bubba's Brain: Got mushrooms?
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: not handy
Bob D Caterino: Cant take mushrooms anymore
llanwydd: I wish
||||||||| At 9:32 PM, 'arney! vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
principalpoop: hehehe the cat is out of the bag
Atom: oh yes for u i do
sidfudd: Yes, all - got Shroom? We need "20 Years Behind the Whale" and "Last Tunnel to Fresno"
cpfirezine: What's gonaa be included in the Danger Box?
Johnny Piano: I
Live Cat Soap: yes but not good enough quality to market.
Hideo: I play with mushroom in middle of nite & momma spank me!
Johnny Piano: I'll pencil the Danger Box into my calendar, Mr. T
Live Cat Soap: i have whale, but havnet had last tunnel since 69 or 70
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Why am I still in Bridgeport?
doctec: dave the "got firesign?" request form has been getting a steady stream of responses - one or two have mentioned moshroom recordings
ah,clem: Cat may be able to help with the mushrooms, Dave
Merlyn: Nino thinks Bubba's Brain is in India still
Live Cat Soap: isnt that bridge built yet, yammy
doctec: taylor will have to verify recording quality but things look promising
principalpoop: talk to homeland defense comrade
sidfudd: Ah, el Gato! Yes, dear friend, do see what you can turn up
Bob D Caterino: anything extra???
cpfirezine: How about "Frame Me Pretty"?
Live Cat Soap: will it have Down Under Danger? one of my faves
Atom: what about the let's eat box set?
Bubba's Brain: Could be Dangerous...
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: No, but I've been known to mosh
ah,clem: oh, ok Cat
Johnny Piano: Does that include "Missing Yolks", Mr. T?
Bubba's Brain: India? Na.
principalpoop: never moshed but I like to nosh
Bob D Caterino: Loved you guys on Improv. getting misty here
Hideo: Please find the bubba brain. Is it in the cheese log?
llanwydd: and where is mr simril tonight. he's not going to miss this is he?
Live Cat Soap: you put EXorcism and By the light of the silvery on Pink Hotel
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Hard to Nosh and Mosh
Atom: mosh pis are fun
Live Cat Soap: i assumed you have pristine copies of the other mushrooms
Merlyn: heh BB. Are you really in Bloomington Indiana?
justanothergov'tTweeny: really impressed with what you guys were doing way back in '67, Mr. O.
Live Cat Soap: i love down under
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I avod the Mosh Piss
justanothergov'tTweeny: Pink Hotel has become a favorite.
Bambi: hi Yammy
Stickman: Thanks Dave. You've just solved my Xmas shopping dilema. Tirebiter for everyone!
principalpoop: nosh and mosh, vaudeville right?
cpfirezine: Down Under was just Phil A.
sidfudd: "Down Under Danger" was an Austin thing, I don't think any other Firesigners were involved - let's ask Mr. Ossman
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: that's late @ nite when even Fletcher ios asleep
justanothergov'tTweeny: Bubba lives in my old stomping grounds before I moved to TX.
Bubba's Brain: Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding. Yep, Merlyn
Hideo: I ham in a heliocopter over Cambodia in action as we speak!
principalpoop: who is Peggy?
Johnny Piano: Fletcher's gotta sleep sometime!
Bob D Caterino: I am sure we are all going to buy your work of art but more important HOW ARE YOU FEELING?
Live Cat Soap: michael packer product, scialli has a cameo
Atom: lol
Live Cat Soap: im sure you can, mr. t
Dexter Fong: ;
cpfirezine: He flops on his side like a crippled minnow
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I used top torture my ex w/that "fletcher" line
Atom: not if he is on the south side
justanothergov'tTweeny: Love the material, though (Hotel).
Mr. Motion: I've been shooting reds and yellows all day, boy am I sleepy!
Merlyn: Taylor Jessen, are you here?
Stickman: Even Fletcher has to sleep sometime.
Hideo: I fed fish in tank cripple minnows, but they did not eat.
Live Cat Soap: good thing they dont shoot back
Bubba's Brain: Well, it was a 1992 Digital Workstation it was mastered on, with 1992 densoising software. I should know, I did it.
sidfudd: Was anyone videotaping Firesign on LA TV back in the day? We really need the Les Crane Show (1968) and "About a Week" (1971)
sidfudd: Mr. Jessen here, yes
llanwydd: pink hotel is one of the very few I haven't heard yet
Live Cat Soap: corwin will outlive radio
Bob D Caterino: David Suskind
Stickman: Have you been hanging with Hideo, Mr. Motion?
doctec: pink hotel is amazing
Johnny Piano: Break out the Pro Tools, Bubba!
doctec: would like to have experienced that in its fully realized conception
Hideo: What ever happened to Firesign on SNL? Is there tape?
Bob D Caterino: Thats good to hear
llanwydd: wica?
Live Cat Soap: how are the young ossmen?
Bubba's Brain: I didn't know you were a Wiccan, George.
Stickman: You can't hear it anymore. It's burned down.
Live Cat Soap: lol hideo
Mr. Motion: Stick nope got my nose buried in politics 24/7
cpfirezine: Firesign were never on SNL
Bambi: lol Mr. Tirebiter
principalpoop: who burned a witch?
Bubba's Brain: Actually, it was SoundTools, JP. Sound Designer II with DiNR
Bob D Caterino: Firesign created SNL
Johnny Piano: Now it smells like Wiccan kindling
Stickman: Politics? How much is that a gram?
justanothergov'tTweeny: Nice choice of tracks, Mr. O....
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Sound software w/a diner?
Honey Sanchez: whitch witch?
Live Cat Soap: have you always been an old man, george?
Bubba's Brain: Would love to do it, Dave.
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Sounds like Mosh "n"Nosh to me
principalpoop: ossman went back to school at his age? ahh super
Hideo: Yes I saw them on TV specials many moons ago
justanothergov'tTweeny: But _they_ dressed me up like this!
Bubba's Brain: And dessert, Yam.
Atom: How old is everone in here And is anyone from Minnesota?
doctec: 1000 clowns - one of my faves
Live Cat Soap: ive never seen the les crane show, just heard of it
Merlyn: Which clown was he? #666?
Bob D Caterino: one of my favorite films Georgie
Live Cat Soap: i look forward to it
Mr. Motion: It's about $200 an ounce stick... http://www.issuesandalibis.org/
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I live in New York. Nearest Desert is in Maine
Merlyn: I'm from Minnesota, Atom
Bob D Caterino: I am sure the play is better
Live Cat Soap: i thought george went back to ancient greece and came back with a grape
Merlyn: I'm one of the firesigntheatre.com webmasters
Stickman: I'm old (58) and in LA.
Merlyn: Atom, click on the Nino link to see his guesses
Bambi: 29 and holding here in Virginia Atom lol
Atom: lol i am 27
principalpoop: 38, so there
Hideo: I'm sorry but I must go and make a dessert ham for the family now for Thanksfornothinggiving dinner.
justanothergov'tTweeny: Me too, Bambi...
Mr. Motion: 57 Detroit
bad-2d-bone: 49
Merlyn: 49, just shy of the 1/2 century mark
Bambi: been in a circular pattern for more than one dance
George Tirebiter: GLT- BORN IN 1920 LIKE RAY BRADBURY
Bob D Caterino: LA allstars, what was up wit dat???
llanwydd: I saw you in NYC in 1981, George. Tried and failed to get your autograph after the show
Atom: on the what?
justanothergov'tTweeny: Well, you know life starts at 50, Merl...
Live Cat Soap: is ray still alive?
Hemlock Stones: dont by shy Merlyn
||||||||| Hideo leaves at 9:41 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..."
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: 47
Bambi: wow, takes a week to cook Hideo?
principalpoop: ok ok 49
sidfudd: 34
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: except when moshing
llanwydd: Town Hall, April 2nd
Live Cat Soap: a year younger than my mother, 3 years younger than my father
doctec: i'm 52 - now officially playing with a full deck
justanothergov'tTweeny: (I'll say that about 60 in 8 years) ;-)
Bob D Caterino: ok freezing up
Hemlock Stones: i am old enough to know better
bad-2d-bone: I remember the poontang of '76
Stickman: George, I saw you at Carnagie Hall. '75 I think.
Merlyn: but since I'm a programmer, I always say I'm 20 without revealing the number base I'm using
justanothergov'tTweeny: Same as you Doc, only mine are all jokers...
Bambi: I don't have to play with a full deck yet...close but not yet
justanothergov'tTweeny: lol Merl
ah,clem: I'm a couple cards short of a full deck
Dexter Fong: DocTec: Don't forget to carry the Joker
llanwydd: I saw you play Ben Bland. Hilarious!
justanothergov'tTweeny: lol Bambi
Live Cat Soap: orson? andrew?
Atom: why does it say i am from WI When i am from MN
bad-2d-bone: I'm looking for a programmer named Mr R Clem. I think he attended Claremont Men's College
sidfudd: And if anyone has the very first Firesign "Radio Free Oz" from forty years ago tomorrow, time to share - I hope it exists somewhere, and isn't just in an expanding ring halfway to Arcturus
Merlyn: Hey BB, will Lodestone be able to offer Tirebiter's book(s)?
Bob D Caterino: right click and refresh George
Merlyn: Nino isn't all that good, Atom, plus he's guessing from your IP address
doctec: 52 decimal, 34 hex, 00110100 binary
Bob D Caterino: I will be selling the book on my sites
Live Cat Soap: kpfk didnt keep it, fudd?
Bob D Caterino: through Bear
Bambi: it's to protect you from the people who are supposed to protect you Atom ;-)
Johnny Piano: Sorry, Merl - BB and I were having a chat outside of the main...
principalpoop: the secret rules of military justice
sidfudd: KFPK? Keep something? Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Atom: oh
Bubba's Brain: Yes, Merl -- http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/ltmcat.cgi?sku=BEAR002
Johnny Piano: Happy anniversary, sir!
Mr. Motion: Wow How time flys eh?
ah,clem: wow George, congrats
Bob D Caterino: George is stuck in cyber space at the moment he needs to refreash
cpfirezine: As you once said - there will always be another anniversary
Hemlock Stones: congrats for that Mr Tirebiter, heres your long service medal and gold watch
justanothergov'tTweeny: Wow, George. Hard to believe, eh?
llanwydd: I was five years old
doctec: it doesn't just fly - it rockets!
Bambi: woohoo! Awesome George Tirebiter!! That's awesome!
justanothergov'tTweeny: BTW, the London show was a gas.
Stickman: David. Isn't it time (no pun) to do another Mark Time?
||||||||| tdpdx steals in around 9:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bob D Caterino: Heard the Dear friends all five hours or so on wbai radio thanksgiving a while back
Merlyn: Catherwood, give George Tirebiter a toast to 40 years
||||||||| Catherwood gets george tirebiter a toast to 40 years.
Bambi: Yes, How Time Flys!
principalpoop: what is 40? silver? teak? catseyes?
sidfudd: I was digging around KPFK and I found a nice reel marked "Razzberry Show" - rare show with Phil Austin and friends from 1966. I set it aside to listen to, then came back another night to find that they'd spindled it AND lost it.
Bambi: hi tdpdx
Johnny Piano: I understand there's a landmark of a birthday coming up in a couple weeks...
Stickman: I misss Roxanne Pavement. What a piece of Asphalt!
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I'll have jam on my toast thx
Live Cat Soap: how time flys
llanwydd: that reminds me, anybody want coffee?
Live Cat Soap: my favourite of the solo works
tdpdx: i understand there's a birthmark landing at 11pm PST
Hemlock Stones: Catherwood give George Tirebiter the Gold Watch
||||||||| Catherwood hands george tirebiter the gold watch.
doctec: george: lol - one of my fave lines of tweeny's
justanothergov'tTweeny: It's a government job though, and they're had to...
justanothergov'tTweeny: hard
Atom: So george Can u tell me about this Bong my dad said u guys smoked out of i can't find it on any LP Bob D Caterino: Coffee??? YESSSSSS
Mr. Motion: There's an echo in here..
sidfudd: "Razzberry Show" does still exist, fortunately - found it in the collection of a home taper in Malibu
Merlyn: 40th anniversary is "ruby"
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Bellydancing Geeks? ZOMG!
Bob D Caterino: must be the portrait gallary
principalpoop: ask tirebiter for his keys catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to principalpoop and inquires "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
llanwydd: dear ms pavement
bad-2d-bone: Catherwood give george tirebiter a toast that lasts 40 years
||||||||| Catherwood brings george tirebiter a toast that lasts 40 years.
llanwydd: I love that album
sidfudd: Yes, a toast!
Bubba's Brain: Galactic Gumshoe anniversary?
principalpoop: ahh ruby bagonyah
Merlyn: A group called "Uncle Bonsai" opened for Firesign years ago, and they're still around too: http://www.bainbridgereview.com/portals-code/list.cgi?paper=96&cat=23&id=772305&more=
tdpdx: tirebiter, you're toast in this town
Atom: that is it
principalpoop: that is why you don't remember george, you inhaled
Bubba's Brain: Musta been a good bong if you don't remember
Dexter Fong: Atom: That was me and OJ smoking the bong
Bob D Caterino: catherwood picks bobs nose
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Bob D Caterino and asks "Did you want me?"
Stickman: Ruby Starr or Ruby Tuesday?
George Tirebiter: AND SWOLLOWED
llanwydd: no but something got into your nose backstage apparently
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a toasted almond to toast 40 years of Firesign Theatre!
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond to toast 40 years of firesign theatre.
Mr. Motion: They never come up into the hill..
cpfirezine: Peter never exhaled
Atom: Bonsai bong is what he called it
Bob D Caterino: ruby roo
Merlyn: apparently opened for Firesign at the Seattle Opera House in 1982 or so
Mr. Motion: Galatic Gumshoe Ruby rules!
tdpdx: which son of charlie chan was bonsai bong?
Bubba's Brain: Stick -- a man who knows his ZBS
sidfudd: If anyone's awake tomorrow night from 11pm-2am PDT, lift a beer and celebrate the 40th anniversary of four makers of pure magic, knitting a psychedelic American flag from the outside in live on the radio. Skoal!
bad-2d-bone: catherwood give george tirebiter a reanimated George Jessel
||||||||| Catherwood hands george tirebiter a reanimated george jessel.
Live Cat Soap: they Are the hills
Bob D Caterino: Saw the greatest show you guys put on at Carnegie hall and.........my spelling sux
Bambi: Ruby Slippers ... perfect for 2006
doctec: pure magic indeed
principalpoop: tchin tchin sidfudd
doctec: none of that fake stuff that's all the rage these days
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, please bring a round of Polar Pro for everyone
||||||||| Catherwood hands a round of polar pro for everyone.
Bob D Caterino: lol the rock western
Dexter Fong: Toot Toot back GL
Merlyn: Catherwood, look at George Tirebiter and do the time paradox bit from HCYB...
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:50 PM, on the dot!"
tdpdx: catherwood please egg zachariah
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside tdpdx and asks "Did you want me?"
sidfudd: Gotta go. If anyone's got good stuff in the archive, please write! Use the form at firesigntheatre.com! Do it today Chucko - because there may not be a tomorrow!
Bob D Caterino: Great job mr T
doctec: eliza has been reincarnated as chatman catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside doctec and asks "Did you need me?"
Bubba's Brain: Toot toot.
Live Cat Soap: fudd i think i sent you a list of everything i have
Dexter Fong: Catherwood: What Year is it
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Dexter Fong
principalpoop: night sidfudd
doctec: night sid
tdpdx: don't mess with my toot toot
Bubba's Brain: Night sid
Dexter Fong: Another sad victim of Botamnesia
Bambi: How Time Flys in 100, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95....
Merlyn: there seem to be some good leads from the "got firesign?" form already
principalpoop: a mister senate called
Bambi: night sid
doctec: the url for that form - http://firesigntheatre.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi
Hemlock Stones: bye sid
Johnny Piano: I'd rather hear from Mr. Sennett
Atom: Well Now i know that Merlyn and me both want The firesign to come to Minnesota
Honey Sanchez: adios, sid
Bubba's Brain: Liked the milk moustaches on the graphic, Merl.
Merlyn: bye sid
Dexter Fong: The Congress of Wonders called
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I always thought that was "Mr. Sennet" as in Mack
principalpoop: or mister roche
doctec: sid: did airlee pkg arrive yet?
bad-2d-bone: catherwood hand bubba's brain a fish farm
||||||||| Catherwood gets bubba's brain a fish farm.
Bambi: cool doc ... will have to check that out after we are no longer streaming
Bob D Caterino: I have so many book marks for firesign my computer sticks its tongue out at me whenever I firesign on
Merlyn: Hey Atom, half of them were here at Minicon 33 in 1998: http://www.westley.org/pm.html
Live Cat Soap: is that nancy's congress, dex?
principalpoop: sennet made trucks too?
Johnny Piano: What kind of fish you farmin' there, Bubba?
Hemlock Stones: Merlyn, KFAI in Minneapolis plays FT albums from time to time in a program called Sound Affects
tdpdx: if we upstream enough do we get to spawn?
Bubba's Brain: Oh, great, what am I going to do with a fish farm?
doctec: this is nice - cni radio now playing how time flys - good choice gang!
bad-2d-bone: In the future, dolphins will be payed millions of dollars to play water polo
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, but NO CLowns!!
Bob D Caterino: Spawn is another actor
Merlyn: yeah, that's Jerry Stearns on the show just before mine. We split into two parts to get more amoeba votes
bad-2d-bone: paid
justanothergov'tTweeny: Any fish that swims upstream, now that's a catch...
Bubba's Brain: I'm just doin it for the halibut.
Dexter Fong: Rinnies scared of em
Johnny Piano: Clem is on top of all things Tirebitten
tdpdx: Dick Spawn
Dexter Fong: So is Ronnie
Live Cat Soap: john james plays firesign rarities on his Surrealist show in santa cruz
ah,clem: I thought it appropriate
Bambi: ah, clem is on a roll!
Bob D Caterino: Cool very weardly cool
llanwydd: I can't get cni but I have HTF. I'll go put it on and listen with you
Live Cat Soap: he gave me a copy of a 68 show. do you have that?
principalpoop: kaiser?
doctec: dave/george: i always loved that mangled muzak track that plays under many scenes in how time flys - how was that put together? it's brilliant
George Tirebiter: THANKS, JOHNNY - IT'S A BIG ONE
Bob D Caterino: I was gonna eat that roll
Bob D Caterino: ok poop gmta
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I was gonna roll w/that
Atom: Has anyone lood fow rare stuff on limewire?
Bambi: great idea llanwydd :-)
Live Cat Soap: yes doc, its sounds like degrading tape
Johnny Piano: George: I know, and I wanted to acknowledge!
Stickman: Roll another one. Just like the other one.
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Scotch import?
doctec: tape rolls?
tdpdx: another roll player
Johnny Piano: That's Mellotron accompaniment on HTF, isn't it?
Bob D Caterino: I still have the panarama from that album, oops aging myself or dating myself. Hmm must get a love life
Honey Sanchez: mmmm tape rolls I haven't had any of those in years
Mr. Motion: I've got some Road Apple Red here stick...
Dexter Fong: Roll Tpes!!
doctec: oh - you mean a mellotron!
Live Cat Soap: sounds like kerouac on one of his rolls, as the speed wore off
Dexter Fong: TYpes
doctec: ah - that explains so much
tdpdx: is it rolling george?
Hemlock Stones: tape rolls are nice with ham and mustard
Johnny Piano: Tape rolls, that's what Clem
llanwydd: I like the marching band music in the background
justanothergov'tTweeny: That 56k transporter ya got there is pretty impressive, Bambi. Cal tonight?
Atom: Well if it helps i have All the Toiler's
Johnny Piano: AARGH! Tape rolls, that's what Clem is on...
Bob D Caterino: I have tape worms but not tape rolls
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:56 PM, dragging oldiesfan by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
principalpoop: you are using a player piano for a keyboard?
bad-2d-bone: oldiesfan is our newest member
Bubba's Brain: Better n' tape worms.
llanwydd: hi oldies
justanothergov'tTweeny: Love the Mellotron. And the Chamberlin, and the Birotron. Unique sounds.
Johnny Piano: It's a Mellotron loop that starts out Beatles' "Bungalow Bill"
doctec: wow, a custom mellotron rack - cool - it lends this otherworldly quality to the scenes
oldiesfan: aka oldiesfan6479 on some boards
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I tried taping worms once. i'd sooner watch grass grow
Dexter Fong: Oldie has a cruch on GLT, a real oldie
Bob D Caterino: lol ok
Live Cat Soap: by "do" grass, does she mean "smoke grass?" i think that would be dangerous in space
principalpoop: lool
justanothergov'tTweeny: lol George
doctec: absolutely - use it before you lose it i say
Bambi: it's amazing what ah,clem can do with 56K, huh? But calls would be took much for sure ... :-( only one phone line
tdpdx: <----lost it
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hi Oldies
Hemlock Stones: watching paint dry is more fun Yamamoto
oldiesfan: i know i'm very late arriving, but are there any groat clusters left?
Johnny Piano: Ah, Mr. Shearer...
tdpdx: ask catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to tdpdx and yells "Stop typing gibberish, tdpdx!"
principalpoop: the years in your ears
Live Cat Soap: overthere by the goats
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: My cats catch worms now and again
Stickman: Greets, Tweeny!
doctec: the groats are great!
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hmmm, if you had two phone lines, would ISDN be available?
bad-2d-bone: I'm watering grass. That's not necessary in Washington state these days, is it?
Bob D Caterino: yes and they are still warm
Hemlock Stones: Hey Bambi good buddy hows about a CB radio ? come on
justanothergov'tTweeny: Not that I know anything about it...
oldiesfan: well hand them over!
Atom: Is there a Let's eat box set?
Live Cat Soap: yes that is shearer
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Stick...
tdpdx: a box lunch
Bob D Caterino: i am on 56 K and it works for me
doctec: i tried doing grass - set the damn lawnmower on fire by accident
bad-2d-bone: a bit of flooding up there, I'm told
oldiesfan: thanx to admirabbble byrd
llanwydd: on a sunday afternoon...
Dexter Fong: JP: WHo is Mr. Shearer....Harry Shearer?
tdpdx: i'm on willamette green....it's working REAL GOOD
Johnny Piano: Correct. Dex!
principalpoop: tuesssday afternoon
llanwydd: the very same, dex
Dexter Fong: JP: HS is here?
Bubba's Brain: Its all kentucky blue around here.
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| sidfudd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob D Caterino: I am not talking to Harry
Johnny Piano: Saw Shearer's book the other day at Barnes & Noble.
Dexter Fong: It's all going so fast....
Live Cat Soap: i look forward to reading it too
Hemlock Stones: Harry Shearer is doing a lot of work on the BBC over here at the moment
Stickman: And a new movie which opens tomorrow?
doctec: yeah, the whole clearance issue is a stymie with df ... what about a 'dear friends too' compilation of segments that either don't need clearance or for which clearance can be easily obtained?
Johnny Piano: Dex, Shearer is playing Jim Houseafire on How Time Flys
Bambi: even when we have broadband available when we travel up north, we still stream at 56K so everyone can listen on http://www.cniradio.com
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Mudhead inside, makes a note of the time (10:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: that's funny. I saw harry shearer on jeopardy last night
||||||||| Catherwood leads Pico N. Alvarado into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:00 PM, then departs.
Atom: It had the space pipe show on it
Dexter Fong: JP: Thanks...and ahh I get it (belatedly)
tdpdx: george, in my book "Rabid Nun Infects Entire Convent and Other Sentational Stories from a Tabloid Writer" i gave all inspirational credit to Firesign
Hemlock Stones: he can be in two places at once llan
Bambi: hi Mudhead
Atom: D F don't
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Honey Sanchez: hi mud
Hemlock Stones: hi mudhead
tdpdx: www.rabidnun.com
Mudhead: Hello all
oldiesfan: well 10:01
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Sneaky plug =))
llanwydd: I'll bet I'm the only one who watches that show
Bambi: hi Pico N. Alvarado
principalpoop: ahh mud
Mudhead: ah so pp
tdpdx: did george leave?
Bob D Caterino: Harrys first roll was in Abbott and Costello go to Mars
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Oi Mud
Johnny Piano: Yo, Mudhead/
justanothergov'tTweeny: Used to be a big Jeopardy fan before I gave up TV.
llanwydd: if he left he wouldn't be here
Pico N. Alvarado: Hey, Lieutenant!
Mudhead: Hiya Jo, what ya know?
Bob D Caterino: He was about seven
Merlyn: No tdpdx
Live Cat Soap: i wonder why proctor has never been on chat?
justanothergov'tTweeny: The SNL parodies are wonderful.
Johnny Piano: Uh Oh....brain fart
doctec: lsmft?
tdpdx: catherwood... produce george
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to tdpdx and says "Stop typing gibberish, tdpdx!"
Bambi: Dex LOL ... well, for those who are here for the first time, they may realize :-)
Merlyn: I met Harry Shearer at the comedy festival in Aspen a few years back
oldiesfan: is sliverberg still balking on going up pork chop hill?
Dexter Fong: if tdpdx had an easier name it would be easier to respond =)
||||||||| old same place waltzes in at 10:02 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Live Cat Soap: robert silverberg, fine writer
ah,clem: that is sad George
Bob D Caterino: I loved it all Georgie
tdpdx: ok wait, i'll call my mother. oh shit, she's dead
principalpoop: nice knocker old same place
Mudhead: now theyre fryin bacon
Johnny Piano: Uh Oh....brain fart
Merlyn: Yeah, too much music that can be played on live radio but not re-sold on CD, etc
Atom: OHHH
Live Cat Soap: can yu use any of the Hour Hour stuff?
Dexter Fong: Bambi: No, please, plug away
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I could use a couple of knockers round my place
Live Cat Soap: i gave merl some to put up on the firesign site, stuff that has always inspired me
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Plugging away
Mudhead: Hello Mr Tirebiter sir, may I ask you two questions?
Bambi: there are quite a few artists that had that copyprotection infection inflicted upon their works ... sad
Bob D Caterino: bambi, dont plug any of my stuff, David needs airtime I am just a schmuk from New Jersey
Stickman: That was a Dangerous year indeed.
old same place: thanks i all ready have one
principalpoop: that counts as one mudhead...
Atom: I think that u should put out all your old stuff that never made the cut on a new cd or something
George Tirebiter: MUDHEAD??
oldiesfan: does louise count?
Hemlock Stones: lol poop
tdpdx: george, is it true that you had an affair with flannery o'connor?
Dexter Fong: George T: Not sure what youre saying or how you fell about Dear Friends. Yes, you've excerpted but its the totality of those shows that is so wonderful
ah,clem: what is the other question Mud?
Mudhead: i knows, i knows
Bambi: can you post the website address George Tirebiter for those of us who may not have it?
llanwydd: beg your pardon, bob. NJ's not a bad place
Merlyn: some of that hour hour material from Cat is at http://www.firesigntheatre.com/hour/
Bob D Caterino: DO i must thank you for the hand written letter you sent to me way back in 78. Framed and a thousand thanks. It made my day.
Mudhead: Who is visiting tonite?
tdpdx: and you soaked it up, soaker
principalpoop: sure, call the CD, As Is!
Bob D Caterino: Newark New Jersey is a very bad place
Honey Sanchez nods
Merlyn: George's website is, of course, http://www.georgetirebiter.com/
justanothergov'tTweeny: LOL George
llanwydd: I have to agree, bob
oldiesfan: EWR = sewerk airport
llanwydd: but how about hackettstown
Johnny Piano: I hope there's not a lot of tape baking needed before you can transfer the reels, George
George Tirebiter: GLT IS RESIDING AT georgetirebiter.comAND WILL BETHERE SOON
doctec: a good while back i put together what for me is a 'best of' adjunct to the 2-album columbia release - there's a cd's worth of stuff that (to me anyway) is eminently usable
principalpoop: honey has caught nod disease
Stickman: David. Why did it take you so long to release "Radio Laffs?"
Bob D Caterino: OOps a bullet flew past my head but I am ok, another hole really wont matter
Bambi: thanks Merlyn ... I knew it but you never know who might not know :-)
tdpdx: i send all my tapes to pepperidge farm
llanwydd: I used to drive a limo to newark airport
llanwydd: from hackettstown
Mudhead: ah clem, i just started gettin some sound, volume is too low
Dexter Fong: Bob D: Keep your powder dry, and you're eye liner fluid
Bambi: I grew up at the Jersey Shore and I would have to agree about areas in North Jersey lol
Hemlock Stones: did you have to walk back llan ?
bad-2d-bone: Did anyone catch Al Franken on Hardball today?
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Hmm looks suspiciously like Mark Twain...
principalpoop: buddy hackett told that great joke on johnny carson about pepper
oldiesfan: llan, did you pass a sign that read "goldonie avenue, one mile"?
Johnny Piano: Yep, the dangerous 80s 3M tapes...aargh
Atom: Merlyn some how i want to get your e mail add
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Al framken's hairrballs?
Dexter Fong: Bad: No, but I pitched to him
Bob D Caterino: Dex used to be on the origanal Uncle Floyd Show. My powder is dry and my eye liners notes are in my book
justanothergov'tTweeny: Nope, but
llanwydd: I took the old Antelope
Bubba's Brain sings "If I knew you were comin' I'd have baked a tape..."
justanothergov'tTweeny: I'll bet it was good B2
doctec: johnny: yes, that 3m crap is horrible for sure. also splicing tape of the day was crap as well.
Johnny Piano: LOL Bubba!
justanothergov'tTweeny: I'll bet it was reall good B2
oldiesfan: but now...we have the audio vault!
Honey Sanchez: splice n dice but wait....there's more
tdpdx: i always admired those tape editors who could get ANYTHING out you wanted out
llanwydd: burn a cd, bake a tape
Bambi: hi oldiesfan
oldiesfan: yo bambi
Johnny Piano: Thank goodness for Interloid Crystal!
principalpoop: it is not my vault, my lawyer, art holeflapper jr told me it was legal
Bambi: hi old same place
Bambi smiles
Bubba's Brain: ... and fire up the converters....
tdpdx: i wonder if they still make single-edged razor blades?
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cpfirezine - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Live Cat Soap: i thought you had copies of all your shows, mr. tirebiter
Bob D Caterino: I love all the CD's by taylor
Atom: So So are u guys working on anything New
Stickman: George. You should digitize it all before it's too late.
doctec: stick: taylor is working on that i'm sure
tdpdx: uh....it was too late 30 years ago
Bob D Caterino: so many are leaving us, making me feel immortal again
tdpdx: mr teas?
principalpoop: no, look to the future, trigitize it
Live Cat Soap: from the mushroom era, hour hour onward.
Bob D Caterino: or is that immoral
tdpdx: if you please?
Merlyn: nobody has everything - where would they put it?
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Immoral
oldiesfan: quadritize it
Live Cat Soap: that is porbalby true about nobody having everything
Bob D Caterino: In a bigger place
Live Cat Soap: you guys did millions of radio spots
Bubba's Brain: Everywhere, merl.
principalpoop: do I hear quintitize?
Honey Sanchez: quintisize it!
Johnny Piano: Time to invest in a bunch of hard drives!
Hemlock Stones: try this address Mr T, they have everything there for sure but we dont quite know what it is
tdpdx: george means a 2 foot shelf but this is the internet
Hemlock Stones: http://www.engrish.com/index1.php
principalpoop: i heard it lol
oldiesfan: anyone for sexitize?
Stickman: I just digitized 60 reels from the 60's that held up nicely.
principalpoop: wrong chat oldiesfan hehe
Live Cat Soap: are your eyes good enough to work on books? of course now fonts can be resized at will
Johnny Piano: Wrap it up, oldiesfan!
Bob D Caterino: Dave have you ever heard of a thing called Pal o mine done way back in the day?
Bambi: I tried to zip up the Internet, but I ran out of space LOL
oldiesfan: septitize
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Stones, I saw that earlier
Bob D Caterino: Phil has his lfirst dollar lol
Hemlock Stones: good one Yamamoto,
Live Cat Soap: wehn i first visited him, i thought so. but that was 11 years ago. now he'd need a new house
tdpdx: i've done about 500 TV stories and i have about 10% of them
Johnny Piano: Do you have to lie down first, Bambi, before Zipping?
oldiesfan: octatize and...novatize?
Bubba's Brain: oldies has gone nova!
Honey Sanchez: catherwood, pass me some fried crap and starch noodles
||||||||| Catherwood passs Honey Sanchez some fried crap and starch noodles.
Dexter Fong
Bambi: well, yeah, if you are zipping the Internet ... sure takes a long time and it has to want to be zipped. ;-)
Atom: i JUst have to say Thank you For all the good Time i had with the Firesign
Bob D Caterino: At first you save everything but then it all becomes too much thank god for some. I save everything I have done in a nutshell litterally
principalpoop: crap or carp?
Hemlock Stones: i bought some of the colourful Shits Honey
Honey Sanchez: oooooooooooh, nice stones =)
Johnny Piano: Honey, pass the groat clusters
tdpdx: i had a colorful shit after eating thai one time
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Carp is crap if ya ask me
Bob D Caterino: David is the best, most poetic
doctec: thai one on?
Johnny Piano: tdpdx, that sounds like a personal problem
Hemlock Stones: well i am not carping, i like a good crap now and a gain and the noodles are a bonus
Live Cat Soap: what does the museum of radio and tv have?
Dexter Fong wonders where that corn came from
tdpdx: yes, but it's my job to let the world in
Honey Sanchez: catherwood, pass mr piano the groatclusters
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Honey Sanchez
Stickman: Groat clusters? Now you've go me salivating. Be back later.
justanothergov'tTweeny: How are the bones mending, Stones?
doctec: live cat: they have a building ...
||||||||| Stickman leaves at 10:16 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..."
Bubba's Brain: I hate passing groatclusters.
Atom: The corn came from Iawo
principalpoop: ahh you were installed in the library of congress. How does it feel to be a national monument?
Live Cat Soap: i remember mr. ossman givnig them some firesign stuff. didnt know what
llanwydd: never had groat clusters. I won't want to eat in a minute...
Honey Sanchez: lol bubba
doctec: monumentally national, i bet
Bambi: same here! ah,clem reintroduced me to Firesign Theatre when I was 30 and it's been great ever since. I had only heard Giant Rat on a progressive station in NJ in about '74 before that. ... I was a deprived Teen! ;-)
Dexter Fong: I A W O?
Hemlock Stones: well i have taught myself to knit ty Tween so things just got better
Johnny Piano: Painful, ain't it, Bubba?
||||||||| Catherwood leads LiliLamont in through the front door at 10:17 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Must be a sub-development
Live Cat Soap: as lnog as it exists somewhere
Atom: typo
Bambi: hi Lili!
Mudhead: Keep that stuff to yourself Stickman :)
Hemlock Stones: hi Lili
principalpoop: ahh lililamont kiss
doctec: hey lili - george is here!
oldiesfan: yo lili
llanwydd: hey lili!
Mudhead: mon cheri
justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Lili!
Bob D Caterino: I was about thirteen and now fifty
Johnny Piano: Bambi, you poor thing...
Live Cat Soap: hey lili. have some tirebiter-flavoured oxygen
Honey Sanchez: hello lili
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: oi
Bambi: good one Stones LOL
Johnny Piano: Lili, say HI to Mr. Tirebiter
justanothergov'tTweeny: How ya feeling, lady?
Dexter Fong: Olla Lili...here take this table by the flickering video tape
Bob D Caterino: Lilly XOXOXO when are you bringing the war back home dear gal
tdpdx: gasp....gasp
George Tirebiter: HI TO LIL FROM GEORGE
LiliLamont: Hi, Doc. I noticed. Good to see you here, George.
Bambi smiles
Comrade Otto Yamamoto: oxygen? I can get it for ya wholesale!
Bob D Caterino: Thats Reme xo
oldiesfan: mr tirebiter--do you still have the coveted good guy award from 1956?
Mudhead: didnt he finish last
LiliLamont: Comrade: Not to worry. I get it from the VA for free!
Dexter Fong: Wholeslae or do you mean "Holesale"...that hole in the Ozone where you've been siphoning it off?
Bob D Caterino: wow march of 56 I remember that well
Live Cat Soap: is it still coveted if its on ebay?
principalpoop: what was your second question mudhead?
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'enrique', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
principalpoop: ciao enrique
Johnny Piano: Good to know that George survived the Academy Awards Massacre in 1975.
Bubba's Brain: On a side note -- anyone here received the Lodestone print catalog? You should get one if you've ordered in the last 2 years. I'm beginning to think USPS has lost them.
Mudhead: Why cant we shove some more ozone inna hole?
Honey Sanchez: hola enrique
llanwydd: you know what I'd love to see, dave, is some reprints of the old Young Tom Edison Club newsletter. I used to be a subscriber
Live Cat Soap: george is a survivor
Bob D Caterino: Hmmm Tirebiter and Catherwood in the same place at once huh?
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Bob D Caterino
Johnny Piano: Will watch for catalog, Bubba
Bambi: hi enrique
Bob D Caterino: I have all mine in a box somewhere
Bubba's Brain: Thanks.
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dovescorpion - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| old same place - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
tdpdx: is that the one where marlon brando showed up dressed as a female native american and killed several actors with bow and arrow?
Johnny Piano: I've got all the YTEC newsletters.
Live Cat Soap: was it sent out recently, bub?
||||||||| Dexter Fong, spotting Bradshaw, runs into Public Address System.
Hemlock Stones: brb
justanothergov'tTweeny: Not me Bubba, and I should be on the list. Then again, I moved last Spring. Will send new address.
Bambi: wow, intense demonic possession ... kinky
principalpoop: ok stones
Bubba's Brain: Last Thurs , cat
Bob D Caterino: and switch
Merlyn: By the way Dave, I'm still working on that Mark Time flash game, I'm a bit stuck at the moment, but I have the first two parts done
llanwydd: yes indeed
Dexter Fong: ToNights "Official Attnedence record is 142 visotrs
Johnny Piano: tdpdx, that's the one where Skip Zipper and his sister Kim Kool held everyone captive.
Dexter Fong
Bubba's Brain: Tween -- can submit it at http://www.lodestonecatalog.com/printcatalog.html
Dexter Fong
tdpdx: oh, i remember that. they made me go to my ATM and give them each five dollars
principalpoop: wait until the dems get control of the fcc before having a flashing mark time game M
Atom: George Is there a newsletter out now like the Toiler was back then?
||||||||| Dexter Fong has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:21 PM.
justanothergov'tTweeny: Will do Bubba
Bob D Caterino: Well David, I will plug the book. If you sell a million copies it twas I that got you over the top with the three I sold for ya
Dexter Fong: Well, that was skillful
tdpdx: catherwood, have you learned to read yet?
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to tdpdx and yells "oh, fuck off tdpdx!"
LiliLamont: Speaking for myself, i am so looking forward to January and the passing of the torches.
Johnny Piano: Brandishing the double-barrel....and I don't mean Kim.
tdpdx: WELL!
principalpoop: you constantly amaze me dexter
Dexter Fong: Nice tdpdx =)
tdpdx: I NEVER!!
Bambi: lol Bob
oldiesfan: jp, how about dave and ansil collins?
Live Cat Soap: you mean politiclaly, lili?
Bubba's Brain: Passing a torch shouns moe painful than passing groat clusters.
doctec: yes, the passing of the torches - now if we could just chase frankenstein out of the white house
Dexter Fong: TDP: Everyone has a breaking point
justanothergov'tTweeny: You bet Lili. The Dems have no excuses now.
Hemlock Stones: Theres still a lot of Fireheads over here in England Mr T
LiliLamont: Of course, Cat.
tdpdx: pass the nick tosches over here catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to tdpdx and yells "Stop typing gibberish, tdpdx!"
Bubba's Brain: sounds
Mudhead: hes better than the alternative
Bob D Caterino: I will be the judge of that only I was disbarred in october
Johnny Piano: Elaborate, please, oldiesfan
Honey Sanchez: lol indeed, doc haha
Live Cat Soap: its great to see Tirebiter product spring into existence
principalpoop: wb stones
Hemlock Stones: ty PP
justanothergov'tTweeny: How about this for a new bumper sticker: "Pelosi for President 2007"
oldiesfan: "double barrel" --dave and ansil collins, 1971 gold
Hemlock Stones: i have that single Oldie
Bambi: C a t h e r w o o d is a bit touchy if he perceives he's being made a horse's patootie ;-)
Atom: lol
Johnny Piano: Dunno that one, Oldies....but then I don't know 'em all
oldiesfan: stones, then you...are the magnificent!
Hemlock Stones: sorry Mr T was not aware of that but i live in the north of england so we often miss out on things in London
Bob D Caterino: When I was a young sprout I was stopped many time and asked who papoon was. I was proud to have that bumpersticker
tdpdx: the help these days
principalpoop: who did you name your son after george? wells or bean?
Mudhead: must be touchy a lot
Hemlock Stones: the FT show in London was good and i made the usual illegal recording of it
Atom: Is there a newsletter now ?
Bob D Caterino: Orson, that old bean. jolly good doing well I hope
Live Cat Soap: lol poop
tdpdx: hey do any of the firesign guys or the troupe have myspace pages?
Bambi: lol Mudhead
Bob D Caterino: so cool
doctec: george: i love that production - excellent job on that!
principalpoop: cool i like jason and his argonauts too
Hemlock Stones: if you have an email link i will send it for you Mr T
Live Cat Soap: did you perform in dc, george?
Hemlock Stones: or i can pass it to Merlyn maybe
Bubba's Brain: War of Worlds 50th -- http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/ltmcat.cgi?sku=OWME021 -- another plug.
principalpoop: my grandmother used the phrase dirty buggers, I never had the heart to tell her...
LiliLamont: Cat: I've been getting care from the VA, and I found out that after Raygun trashed benefits, followed by G. H. W. Bush, Clinton restored them and went beyond that. Thank grid, because I would have had a $33K hospital bill to deal with from my lung problem of a couple of weeks ago.
Bob D Caterino: well mysace is yourspace
Live Cat Soap: the library of congress inductation
Merlyn: Hemlock, just send the info to http://www.firesigntheatre.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi and taylor jessen can handle it
Mudhead: Catherwood get Bambi a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood gives bambi a toasted almond.
Bubba's Brain: everybody's gotta have space
Bob D Caterino: Not to mention Bergmans blog page
doctec: ... a lung problem that is still ongoing ... :-/
tdpdx: i'll take that as a "no"
Atom: Natural Surrealist Party FOR LIFE
Mudhead: not everyone
Bubba's Brain: Don't mention it.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give everybody some space
||||||||| Catherwood hands everybody some space.
Live Cat Soap: bergman blogs?
Mudhead: some aliens I know....
oldiesfan: catherwood, what's all this brou-ha-ha?
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside oldiesfan and says "Stop typing gibberish, oldiesfan!"
justanothergov'tTweeny: Plug away Bubba :-)
Honey Sanchez: thank you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
Bubba's Brain: The final frontier.
Bob D Caterino: I told you not to mention that
principalpoop: congrats again, quite an honor, wow
Bambi: thank you Mudhead :-)
doctec: catherwood: say hi to george
||||||||| Catherwood says "hi, george"
principalpoop: courage and good luck lili
Live Cat Soap: when i was in dc last may, i met the guy who was trying to get you guys inducted
Bob D Caterino: I made that up sowwy
Live Cat Soap: i told him to contact you. i gather he did
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, what time do you get off work?
||||||||| Catherwood brings off work.
llanwydd: hate to fade away like that
Hemlock Stones: ok ty Merlyn for the link i will send it and the Mark Thomas FT program as soon as i can dig them out
principalpoop: brouhaha? hahahahahaha
justanothergov'tTweeny: About time the LoC recognized you guys...
Live Cat Soap: worked for seattle law firm, only in dc
oldiesfan: (slams door)
Merlyn: ok thanks, hemlock
tdpdx: catherwood, do you make minimum wage?
||||||||| Catherwood gets minimum wage.
tdpdx: thought so
Hemlock Stones: its the least i can do when i think of all the years pleasure FT have given me and my friends over the years
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, what time is your shift over
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:29 PM, precisely!"
Johnny Piano: I figured C-Wood was working for scale
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Stickman into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:29 PM, then departs.
Honey Sanchez: lol tdpdx
Bubba's Brain: Someone give Catherwood a raise.
||||||||| Catherwood brings a raise.
doctec: catherwood, do you make key lime pie?
||||||||| Catherwood gives key lime pie.
principalpoop: hear hear stones
Atom: Natural Surrealist Party FOR LIFE
Dexter Fong: Well let's go toots
Live Cat Soap: glad that all turned out
principalpoop: wb stickman
Bambi: he's lucky to get that being a script kiddie lol
Bubba's Brain: I got a rise out of Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bubba's Brain and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Bubba's Brain!"
tdpdx: no catherwood a raise for yourself
||||||||| Catherwood ignores tdpdx
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bightrethighrehighre in through the front door at 10:30 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Stickman: hehe
Johnny Piano: It's da Wolfman!!
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| enrique - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob D Caterino: Wouldn't miss this for the world.
Mudhead: George, thank you for a lot of humor, its been great
Johnny Piano: LOL, George!
LiliLamont: Thanks, prici. I think I'm going to rest and suck on oxygen. I may or may not be back.
doctec: lol
Bob D Caterino: lol George
oldiesfan: (off-mic) thanx rocky!
principalpoop: who got the other half?
Bob D Caterino: Nite Lilly
tdpdx: 7:30 and past george's bedtime
oldiesfan: the SFX man
justanothergov'tTweeny: I'll take a slice...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Hoopda La Fong inside, makes a note of the time (10:30 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bightrethighrehighre: oh lah, peeps....!!!!
Bambi: hi Big
principalpoop: best of luck lili :) night
ah,clem: George, did you know the Wolfman well?
Atom: How much is it?
Bob D Caterino: Bob says I will, I will my friend
principalpoop: ahh big
Johnny Piano: Bambi got the other half...she's got a fix in.
Bambi: night Lili! Wish you wellness very soon!
Merlyn: rest up, lili, my wife was in the hospital 2 times in the last month, had her gall bladder removed
||||||||| Pico N. Alvarado sneaks away to The Sitting Room...
Bubba's Brain: Hey -- new Planet P just arrived.
Live Cat Soap: if the taj mahl is just blinkning into existence again, what happend to all the people inside it?
Mudhead: Be good Lili
Dexter Fong: Mom???????? Is that you?????
Bob D Caterino: gonzuntite
Atom: No son that is not me
principalpoop: hi hoopa
Merlyn: me too BB, new PP
Mudhead: what happened to the people under it?
llanwydd: sdfghjk
Bob D Caterino: yep Phil is right on time. Hey Phil Davids air time so can it for now bub
Bob D Caterino: Woofman Jack was a hack
Johnny Piano: Methinks the Wolfman reference is Wolfman Jack, sir
doctec: something tells me "jaws" was a real stickler for getting the rent paid on time
Merlyn: richard kiel?
Johnny Piano: Richard Kiel?
Dexter Fong: Woofer Man Jack...Yes Friends, I'll put so much bass in your ride, you'll wanta walk
principalpoop: i think they are perpindickular
Bob D Caterino: Jews, the loan shark
tdpdx: ohhhhhhhhooooooooo smokestack tirebiter
Atom: I think u should RErun for pres
Johnny Piano: I owe Merlyn a Cole.
doctec: richard keeled over?
Johnny Piano: Ahem....Coke
Dexter Fong: Bob: Quite edgy =))
tdpdx: the best idea is to have one foot in each universe and hang on for dear life
doctec: that lock is shy
Bambi: yes, thanks for all the years to George Tirebiter and the rest of the four or five crazy guyz! It's been a real joy to listen to them over and over, over the years ... always something new or re-discovered in them all!
Merlyn: nat king?
Live Cat Soap: wonderful, mr. tirebiter
principalpoop: i was thinking slaw
oldiesfan: sorry only two to a customer
tdpdx: nat king coke?
Stickman: Moicy Moicy!
Bob D Caterino: That was not adlibed? Never thought it was lol
principalpoop: cool, super cool mr tirebiter
Bob D Caterino: Nat King Cole slaw
doctec: too much too soon baby
Merlyn: tubs of nat king cole slaw
Atom: they don't come up in the hills no more
tdpdx: wit da frim fram sauce
ah,clem: he sure added a nice touch in HTF (the wolfman)
llanwydd: nat king kong
oldiesfan: offer not good after curfew in sectors r or n
Dexter Fong: Nat King Cole on the Slaw Tubs
Bubba's Brain: Cole's Law?
principalpoop: sigh, they never come up in the mountains
Live Cat Soap: firsign on the holy grail.
oldiesfan: this is u-tv, for u the viewer
doctec: shakespierre
Bambi just wanted to get that in early enough so I didn't miss telling George/Dave that before the end of the evening's festivities
Honey Sanchez: oooh
Bob D Caterino: Where in Half a Key Largo?
Live Cat Soap: monty firethon
doctec: cat: lol
Bubba's Brain: Anythynge you want to do, fine with us.
bad-2d-bone: http://video.msn.com/v/us/msnbc.htm?g=5e719dd0-b739-4966-b67d-e68564c1a2aa&f=00&fg=email
Dexter Fong: & Keys to BalledPate
doctec: promise her anythynge...
Dexter Fong: 7
tdpdx: george, which one were you on the jerry lewis telethon this year?
doctec: but give her what you will
Bambi: yep, never come up into the mountains or the hills princep
principalpoop: the island? I am not a number, I am a free man...
oldiesfan: pardon me, but i am going to the other side of the record...
||||||||| oldiesfan hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's oldiesfan?! It's 10:37 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
principalpoop: oops yes
Bubba's Brain: "Say Anythygne" -- with that scene where the guy holds the boombox over his head playing Firesign...
tdpdx: i thought you appeared as norm crosby this year
George Tirebiter: AH, BUT I LIVE IN FREELAND
Atom: Hay Merlyn how can i get a hold of u?
Bob D Caterino: I loved Anything you want to. Shake a spear was smiling
doctec: bubba: lol
llanwydd: I remember ordering the original Anythynge script from the Young Tom Edison Club back in the 70s. I still have it
justanothergov'tTweeny: No I ain't, I'ze expensive.
principalpoop: is that near fredonia?
doctec: i thought it wasn't free - it was expensive
Johnny Piano: You got one of those too, llan?
Bambi smiles at princep
Atom: I have that too
tdpdx: hail hale fredonia
Merlyn: I dunno, I'm pretty ticklish, Atom
llanwydd: I got a little thank you note from Dr. Elmo with it
Hemlock Stones: Mr T, me and Honey have located the Live London Show and also the Mark Thomas presents FT show, should i send them both to you ??
doctec: free as in speech, or free as in beer?
Bob D Caterino: TD stop being so Groucho
tdpdx: didn't dr.elmo invent the artificial nipple?
Bubba's Brain: free beerspeech.
Dexter Fong: Seraglio???
tdpdx: i can't help it
llanwydd: if he did I never saw it advertised
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hoopda La Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Lynn - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Comrade Otto Yamamoto - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Pico N. Alvarado - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Mom!!!!!Comew back!!!!!!!!
doctec: hemlock: coordinate through mr. jessen - use the gotfiresign form to contact him (http://firesigntheatre.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi)
justanothergov'tTweeny: It usually works out that way, Bubba ;-)
Johnny Piano: He reaps in droves
Merlyn: a massacre
principalpoop: i think we just had a socialist elected to the senate, that is a start
Hemlock Stones: no these are audio in MP3 format Mr T
Bob D Caterino: Did Jack Poet ever pay you the dollar he owes ya
Dexter Fong: Mom!!! She's gone (sniff, sniff)
Mudhead: I can solve that George
tdpdx: your massacre is smeared
doctec: as for dvd region incompatibilities, that can be dealt with fairly easily these days :-)
Honey Sanchez: only the best from hemlock stones
Merlyn: yeah pooper, the guy who was the state rep for years
Live Cat Soap: the friesign need a new jack poet
principalpoop: they can be perverted, ah contrasted, ahh convicted, ahh converted
Dexter Fong: JP: Drive me to the Reaper
Merlyn: 2 senate independents, so it's really 49/49/2
doctec: digital locks are easier to pick than physical ones!
bad-2d-bone: Tirebiter, I'm still not sure how one retires from the Firesign Theatre. You're in the next world? On your own?
Bob D Caterino: Ok, everyone shhhh Poops on
Mudhead: This is the Firesign Theater for A.A.R.P.
Live Cat Soap: he funded the kmet show?
Live Cat Soap: here i first heard the ads
Johnny Piano: Dex: Take me to the Falcum
doctec: retirebiter?
Bob D Caterino: I know he did right by you guys
Live Cat Soap: funniest part of the shows, sometimes
Honey Sanchez: lol mudhead
bad-2d-bone: Al Franken went to bat for senior citizens today
justanothergov'tTweeny: LOL Mud
Dexter Fong: TDP: Thank you,,it's so...nice you noticed....I've always dependended on the gullibility o stranglers
tdpdx: did mudhead just belch?
Live Cat Soap: lol\
Bob D Caterino: Once a firesign always........
doctec: george: lol
principalpoop: ahh thanks, I thought it was me that could not open that door
Bubba's Brain: "When we started, we were in the sixites. Now, we're in the sixties. That's why we beolong to AARP.."
Bambi: lol George/Dave
bad-2d-bone: Locked? Like caps lock? Locked? What key?
tdpdx: rage, rage against.......etc
Bob D Caterino: It is not anything it is a way of life
Dexter Fong: Ah but George, you're just a prisoner of your own body armor
Johnny Piano: Bad, the key gets transposed as you get older
doctec: dex: as we all are
Bob D Caterino: tired now must get ding dongs or coffee
Mudhead: both
bad-2d-bone: hum a few bars
Live Cat Soap: you remind too many of them of their lack of memory
Bubba's Brain: Yes, it was Phil -- I, um, borrowed it.
justanothergov'tTweeny: They reall should interview you guys. I'll have to write them about that :-)
Live Cat Soap: the way my mother and fatrher cut in and out of past, present and fantasy
Dexter Fong: Doc: Oh Yeah!! I challenge you to a barbed-wire lumberjack h\joust
George Tirebiter: George hates using his caps fingers.
Live Cat Soap: its just like a firesign album
Bob D Caterino: Anyone that doesnt interview you guys has a fool for an interviewer
ah,clem: would like to say thank you, Dave, and to all of the 4 or 5, for the smirks no one else could have ever given us, you have given us all so much
bad-2d-bone: catherwood hand george tirebiter a reanimated steve allen at the piano
||||||||| Catherwood hands george tirebiter a reanimated steve allen at the piano.
Live Cat Soap: they have been a wonderful education
tdpdx: AARP's problem is that they can remember all the FT routines but not what they had for lunch today
doctec: i think i may have had a functioning memory at one point, but now i can't recall
Bob D Caterino: I used to shoot off caps
principalpoop: you could have done a commercial for that big joke, medicare D lol
Bubba's Brain: You had your fingers capped? How painful.
George Tirebiter: George says Don't mean to shout can't hear yfou.
Bambi: lol
justanothergov'tTweeny: Ditto Clem :=)
justanothergov'tTweeny: lol TD
Bob D Caterino: Steve Allen was not as funny as his bro Dayton
Bob D Caterino: lol David
doctec: ...or *type* you in this case ...
principalpoop: what did I have for lunch today?
bad-2d-bone: and while we're on the subject, how's the old wazoo?
Dexter Fong: Mystery meat
Bambi: lunch, what's that? ;-)
principalpoop: and a cheese log
tdpdx: you got confused and ate your dog
George Tirebiter: Loved Steve Allen - he did interviews with FT for a 4 part series as well as WOW, Empire and the ill-fated comedy pilot.
Dexter Fong: Not little Urpo!!
principalpoop: ahh, that is why I have been barking all night
tdpdx: urpo was the sound he made after eating him
Bob D Caterino: Well if it werent fot you four or five crazy guys I would never have written two books starting on my third and preforming stand up , "Too thin you like multy talent." lol
principalpoop: really? super cool
Johnny Piano: Are the Steve Allen FT interviews available anywhere, Dave?
Live Cat Soap: in that interview, i think it was austin who said firesign stimulate new areas of the brain
Live Cat Soap: expand it
Dexter Fong: And licking your privates ....and your non-commisioned officers
Live Cat Soap: on tv news today, how meditation alters the brain.
Live Cat Soap: austin was right about firesign
Bob D Caterino: I watch him all the time. No one knows what he did for television
bad-2d-bone: Did any of you ever encounter Groucho?
principalpoop: something deep in the brainstem is activated
doctec: mediatation
Live Cat Soap: your brain has to make more connections
tdpdx: mediation
llanwydd: I'm sure everyone in LA knew groucho
Dexter Fong: Bad: No, but I had an irrascible boss once
Bob D Caterino: I met old Groucho when I was playing young Groucho. He dies shortlky after
principalpoop: G U R U
tdpdx: i am always fighting with those other people in my head...so mediation is best for me
Live Cat Soap: that must have been depressing
Honey Sanchez: lol tdpdx
Bob D Caterino: my spellin again. Thats the part of the brain that is not stimulated yet
Dexter Fong: Bob: YOu mustn't blame yourself
Bubba's Brain: medication
Johnny Piano: I'm not at all happy with the Flash Card section...
tdpdx: bob you KILLED him
George Tirebiter: Johnny - I'm thinking about a book for Bear Manor with all those interview - Shelley Berman and Phillis were great and Bill Dana too. CPB wouldn't fund it.
Bob D Caterino: I , I didnt want to kill, kill I cant say it.
principalpoop: do it sir, wow
Atom: I have been up for week But i am coming down
Bob D Caterino: ahhhh Bill Dana
Johnny Piano: Excellent, sir - let us know if the book comes to fruition!
justanothergov'tTweeny: Nite all. And best to you and yours, George. Long Live the Firesign!
Stickman: No one remembers Bill Dana. Jose Jiminez.
doctec: always liked berman - so good to see him in curb your enthusiasm and boston legal
tdpdx: i found a double album of the first two Shelly Berman albums in a junque store not long ago
Dexter Fong: Nigth Tweeny
Johnny Piano: See ya, Tweeny
Honey Sanchez: nite tween see you next week
Bob D Caterino: wow caps lock must be catchy
principalpoop: night tween and thanks
Bubba's Brain: Nite Tween
Stickman: Later Tweenster
doctec: inside shelly berman / outside shelly berman
Bambi: night Tween!
tdpdx: jose jimmenez is now about as unPC as you can get....a jewish amos and andy
Bob D Caterino: Tweeny take care
tdpdx: and still funny
Johnny Piano: Doc: sounds like you have Berman covered
Atom: lol
doctec: nite tween
principalpoop: no jewish writers, or hindu
tdpdx: the 3rd berman album was The Edge
Bob D Caterino: just two bald writers with glasses
George Tirebiter: Shelley was a nightmare interview. Also Freberg's in that group.
tdpdx: he sang with U@
tdpdx: U2
Bob D Caterino: Stan is the man
doctec: ah, the lovely and talented stan
doctec: stan the man
doctec: why was berman interview a nightmare?
Bob D Caterino: Gene Shepard RIP
Bubba's Brain: Freeberg!!! Freeeeberrrrrg!
principalpoop: shelly wrote frankenstein I think
llanwydd: he sang with me too?
tdpdx: i had st. george and the dragonet in a 45 NEW
Live Cat Soap: are you friends with freberg, mr tirebiter? he seems to have a parallel career
Bob D Caterino: He klkept using the phone
doctec: just the fax ma'am
George Tirebiter: OK, OK, I'll do the book. Have to transcribble the interviews.
tdpdx: catherwood, wake up george
||||||||| Catherwood wakes up george.
Bambi: shep and freeberg great entertainment from them as well
Bob D Caterino: Berman has a phone tacked to his hand
Live Cat Soap: anyting to put more pennies into your pocket, mr tirebiter
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:53 PM, then departs.
Johnny Piano: Virtual armtwisting, eh, George?
doctec: cool
Merlyn: hey E
Elayne: Evenin' all! Sorry I'm late, I had a "do" tonight.
Live Cat Soap: hey, its our queen
principalpoop: hi E
doctec: hey elayne
Live Cat Soap: the creator of the feast
Stickman: Shelly Berman forced me to use the dictionary.
tdpdx: catherwood, twist george's arm till he gives in
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past tdpdx
llanwydd: hi elayne
Bob D Caterino: Elayne, Penny Layne???? hellooooooooo
Live Cat Soap: im sure you done well, el
Johnny Piano: Hey E, say Hi to George!
principalpoop: put them on tape and let your keyboard transcribble
Bambi: for sure Cat ... great idea
doctec: pen-elayne
Elayne: Hey, that's weird, I just got a Lodestone catalog in the mail...
: Berman is a story I'll save for the book. Freberg IS the man. I had to tell him thatFT owed it all to him before he'd do the interview.
Elayne blows a kiss to David.
Bob D Caterino: thats a lode
doctec gets hungry for a falafal
Bambi: Hi Elayne!
Atom: U know if u put it out we will Buy it
Johnny Piano: Bubba will be glad to know you got the catalog, E
Elayne: Was that your doing, Bubba? Thanks!
Merlyn: whoops, looks like the bug bit Ossman...
Honey Sanchez: hello Elayne
Elayne: Tom, how's Lili?
doctec: ah, ok thanks george - i figured it had to be an ego thing
Bambi: LOL George
llanwydd: well don't falafal about it doc
tdpdx: ok, i'm rejoining the spousal unit in the living room....(place goodbye joke here)
Bubba's Brain: Good to know, E -- I was beginning to think USPS screwed me.
principalpoop: i used to be modest, now I am perfect
Merlyn: I'd better kill him so he can make a comeback
George Tirebiter: Air kiss back to Elayne, thanks to all who have sent congrats.
Johnny Piano: Say goodnight, tdpdx
principalpoop: night tdpdx, our best to your better half
Bambi: night tdpdx
Dexter Fong
Stickman: Later, Tp
Elayne: Night tdpdx!
doctec: lili was here briefly - still on the oxygen concentrator - going into hospital next week for a more invasive operation to get tissue from her left lung to figure out what's causing the problems
doctec: so we
Atom: Later tp
Dexter Fong: Night (unpronounceable)
Bob D Caterino: When I was a kid in about 62 I heard a forty five rpm called Pal o mine. It was a firesignish recording. Even Dr Demento doesnt know what it is but i remember it. Pal O mine saves the day in Dracs castle. Anyone?
George Tirebiter: I'll have to go soon - any last questions?
principalpoop: ouch doc, courage and good luck
doctec: so we're basically still in limbo - have been since the week she was in the hospital late october
Elayne: Oy, Tom - please let her know our thoughts are ever with her.
Atom: Are u going to come out with a new video?
Bob D Caterino: David thank you. I can die now lol kidding
Dexter Fong: Yes George, what's your favorite color?
doctec: thanks e (and all)
Merlyn: why does the porridge bird - oh, skip it
Elayne: Sorry I wasn't here for most of the questioning, GT, but I'm glad you stopped by and wish you all the best, as ever!!
Live Cat Soap: someone should ask mr. tirebiter a question
principalpoop: favorite ice cream flavor?
Dexter Fong: I did
Stickman: So long George. Keep 'em flying!
George Tirebiter: Re Lili - Judith has had whooping coucough for 3 months - she went thru that lungoscopy too. OK, but still whooping occasionally.
llanwydd: yeah, what is reality?
doctec: mr. tirebiter, what makes armenia great?
Live Cat Soap: you can do better than that, dex
Bob D Caterino: You have been great and thanks for coming
Johnny Piano: David, thanks so much for coming tonight - nice to hear from you. Come back soon!
Live Cat Soap: all the best to Judith
Elayne: Ick, Dave. (Get well soon, Judith!!)
principalpoop: favorite album?
George Tirebiter: Poop - Hearty Rahzzberry is his fave flavor
Bob D Caterino: I hate to ask but why does the porrage bird..............
Hemlock Stones: Yes seconded and thanks on behalf of your many british devotees too Mr T
principalpoop: yum yum yum
Bob D Caterino: Flavor Fave???
||||||||| 10:58 PM -- Honey Sanchez left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Cat okay: George, What are the coordinates of The Isles of Langerham
||||||||| Honey Sanchez bounds in at 10:58 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
George Tirebiter: doc - armenians just make great doctors
Hemlock Stones: wb Hon
Bambi: thanks Dave! it's been great to 'see' you! Sorry to hear about Judith's bout with whooping cough ... bad stuff.
Bob D Caterino: the upper chest reigon
Bambi: night Honey
George Tirebiter: Bob - because it has to
doctec: george: well lili went through breast cancer treatments last year (mastectomy/chemo/radiation) - we're hoping this isn't some kind of recurrence. the v.a. docs did a tracheotomy to get some tissue back in october, nothing showed up (including anything that points to a diagnosis) ...
Mudhead: if you had another Id say nice knockers Honey
Dexter Fong: George: And rug Merchants
Honey Sanchez: ty i was having so much fun i fell right over
llanwydd: great to see you tonight, dave! I had been looking forward to it.
Johnny Piano: Honey, do you still have that vial taped to your leg?
principalpoop: how do you thank somebody who has made me smile and laugh and enriched my life for years? ahh, thank you sir!
Bambi: wb Honey
ah,clem: just outside the isle of pancreas
Merlyn: I'll get your new book just as soon as I learn to read
Bob D Caterino: No not so much laff but to think, ah yes to think.
Live Cat Soap: just read Snow by Turkish nobel prize winner and never thought of the Firesign connection until now
Elayne: Prinpoop, for a minute I thought you were channeling Lulu. Did he take you from crayons to perfume?
Dexter Fong: GEORGE?DAVID: Thanks for the many years, and congradualations
doctec: ... but the tissue sample they took last month was small, so they want to go in and get a larger sample. about the only good thing we can say at this point is her condition hasn't worsened since late october.
Honey Sanchez: yes thank you soooooooo very much Sir!!!
llanwydd: in his vial he keeps a viper hid
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| justanothergov'tTweeny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop swoons
doctec: basically though we're still in limbo - docs don't know what has caused her left lung to 'white out' (i.e. not take in oxygen)
Live Cat Soap: all our best
Bob D Caterino: Hold on, the phone, wow Messages
George Tirebiter: Atom - keep an eye out on the ft website - news is there first.
Elayne: I may as well thank you as well, David, particularly for that wonderful evening umpteen years ago when you stayed over at Apt. Third-Eye and we listened to Dwarf together. Probably one of the most memorable evenings of my life.
Johnny Piano: I figured Tweeny would die from a slow leak...
Bob D Caterino: Mr Keaton, Stan and Ollie, wow i am remembering them all
Mudhead: before i get beat by the reaper I must disappear, but theres always next week, goodnight Dear Friends
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
ah,clem: and an early Happy Birthday, George
Elayne: Night Mudhead!
Bob D Caterino: Tweeny is nothing but a damp rag
Hemlock Stones: its not like Tween to die of natural causes
principalpoop: night mud, don't forget to vote
Dexter Fong: Night Mud
Honey Sanchez: and happy 40th anniversary!!!
Bambi: George's new book might just make a great Christmas present for someone :-)
Elayne: Yes, from me as well. (DO's birthday very easy to remember, my husband has the same birthday...)
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "11:01 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Merlyn: A couple of appearances by Ossman and Proctor are on the announce page: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/announce/
Honey Sanchez: goodnight mudhead
doctec remembers elayne showing doc photos of that visit, back when he first connected with her and the firesign fandomland back in the late '90s
Johnny Piano: Just to let everyone in on it - Mr. Ossman hits the big 7-0 on 12/6
Live Cat Soap: great news, merl
George Tirebiter: doc - so sorry, poor babe. Yikes! Best wishes and blessings.
Bob D Caterino: I will buy it for his birthday then
Bambi: night Mudhead
doctec: (or was it mid 90s?_
doctec: )
Live Cat Soap: that is daze from now
Dexter Fong: Ooh Johnny, you too bad
Bubba's Brain: Yes, tis getting late for me as well. Later all. Thanks, David.
Bob D Caterino: Have a verry happy birthday my old compardry huh???
doctec: thanks george - good thing we both have twisted senses of humor, it keeps the situation from getting us down
Bambi: Happy 40th Anniversary and early Birthday wishes as well
Dexter Fong: Aloha Bubba
George Tirebiter: d night all . If you're on Whidbey Island next February come and see me live and directing Geo M.Cohan's "7 Keys to Baldpate"
Live Cat Soap: this is tirebiter as a young man, 39 years ago, playing an old man
Stickman: Night all. Thanks David. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
||||||||| "Hey Bubba's Brain!" ... Bubba's Brain turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:03 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Bob D Caterino: geeze I would give Shelly a heart attack, no dictionary
Merlyn: g'nite George
Elayne: Night DO!
doctec: thanks george - if we can swing it we'll come out
Live Cat Soap: best of luck with that, george
doctec: grid willing
George Tirebiter: By ya'll!!! Love from George and me too!
Johnny Piano: Best wishes, David!
principalpoop: thanks again and night George, he's a spy and a girl delighter
Dexter Fong: nIGHT david Ossman
Bob D Caterino )
doctec: thanks for stopping by - yippee tie one on!
Bambi: Bye George/Dave ... Love from us to you both!
||||||||| Stickman is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 11:03 PM.
llanwydd: all the best, dave
Bob D Caterino: Lats make the book a best seller.
Bob D Caterino: Break a leg Dave
doctec: i think i've got to split as well - fading fast
Honey Sanchez: goodnight Dave
Bambi: poor stickman! right out the window ... did you see that ;-)
Johnny Piano: Throwing Sticks...I expect Stones will be next.
doctec: nearing double golden slasher time
Honey Sanchez honk honk
Dexter Fong: Thrown out the window???????? Can't we all jus' get along??
Bob D Caterino: yes he flew past my wife
doctec: got lots to do tomorrow - see y'all on the funway of your choice
Elayne: I think I'm going to mosey as well, Daily Show's on and I still need to unwind from my evening. Hope I don't get defenestrated too!
Dexter Fong: Night Doc, and my thoughts with Lili
principalpoop: be strong doc
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......
llanwydd: nite doc
Honey Sanchez: me too! g'nite Elayne
Elayne: See some of you on Franksgiving! Keep passing the open Indians!
Live Cat Soap: all the best el
Honey Sanchez: nite Doc
doctec: (& thanks for all the good wishes, i'll pass them along!)
Merlyn: Tirebiter has left the building
Live Cat Soap: doc
principalpoop: good unwinding E
doctec: (ttfn. zzzzzzzip)
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
||||||||| doctec runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctec?! It's 11:05 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Live Cat Soap: the air has left the tire
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:05 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Johnny Piano: Bite down hard.
Bambi: night doc! Best to you and Lili ... fingers/toes/eyes crossed for Lili! Take care.
Merlyn: The reaper will get him soon
Bob D Caterino: A toast to you and yours. Has to be toast have no booze in the house
Hemlock Stones: I have sent the download link for the London Show Merlyn to the address you gave me
Honey Sanchez kisses Dave on the rubber nose and waves adios to all
llanwydd: by the way, live cat soap, are you cat ishikawa?
Live Cat Soap: who else would i be?
Honey Sanchez: nytol
llanwydd: I have to ask. its just driving me nuts
principalpoop: kiss honey
Johnny Piano: Feline Suds
Bambi: thanks ah,clem for the great accompaniment for the evenings' festivities!
Live Cat Soap: stones
principalpoop: that is a short trip llan
Merlyn: ok, thanks hemlock
Bambi: night all! Been great to see you all!
Dexter Fong notices that Dave is *NOT* practising "safe sex"..rubbewr on the nose indeed!!
Bob D Caterino: This cat dosent use soap.
Bob D Caterino: P U
principalpoop: yes, super job ahhhhh, clem
Hemlock Stones: my pleasure Merlyn
llanwydd: you might say that princ
Hemlock Stones: will send the Mark Thomas program as well
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 11:07 PM, dragging Uncle Meat by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi?
Hemlock Stones: just found the Harry Shearer BBC interview too
Live Cat Soap: yes i should download that, hemlock
Dexter Fong: Uncle Meat, you missed the buffet
principalpoop: hi uncle meat
Bob D Caterino: stones send them all to me vitogoomba@aol
Live Cat Soap: uh, the firesing thing
llanwydd: our uncle missed george
principalpoop: have a super week keepers of the root!
Uncle Meat: Hi Principalpoop
Dexter Fong: Thank you Clem for the "Sound track of Our Lives"
Bambi: if you have a chance to stop by http://www.cniradio.com on saturday evening we'd love to have you with us on saturday night during the shows
Johnny Piano: How's the Jelly, Unk?
Bob D Caterino: George is here but writing something down, always thinkin
ah,clem: as always, my pleasure folks
Live Cat Soap: our would really only include me and ossman here, as the only people who heard that show live in 67 as part of this chat, i think
principalpoop: how is aunt potatos?
Live Cat Soap: i was seriously pursing the idea of a career in radio at the time
Uncle Meat: Jelly stays on my mind
Johnny Piano: Marvelous show, Clem. But who are these clowns you're playing now?
bad-2d-bone: Maybe George is writing a letter to Groucho in the next world
ah,clem: closing with an oohs peice, :)
Johnny Piano: And an OUTTAKE to boot!
Dexter Fong: And the gravy twins
Bob D Caterino: But Cat, radio is for ugly people, I am kidding, I kid
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| tdpdx - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| George Tirebiter - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: I was five years old in 67
Live Cat Soap: just wasnt thinking too seriouslly of starvation as a job prospect
Uncle Meat: I saw Firesign in LA in '74 live
Hemlock Stones: Bob, heres the first one for the london show, i will need to upload the others first
Bambi: LOL Johnny
Hemlock Stones: vitogoomba@aol
llanwydd: but I also turned 6 that year
Dexter Fong: Bob: Because you love, right?
principalpoop: take out food?
Hemlock Stones: oops sorry
bad-2d-bone: I was twelve in 1969
Merlyn: dengue fever got 'im
Bob D Caterino: yes I love
principalpoop: dengue fever
Bob D Caterino: how freakin cool was that
Johnny Piano: Well, Bambi, I would have loved to put all 20 songs on the album...but you know how people are.
principalpoop: who'd a thunk it?
Uncle Meat: Bergman drove off after the show in a Porcshe
Hemlock Stones: https://www6.sendthisfile.com/d.jsp?t=a1LVWHN3fhEdFutR0AMwImlW
Dexter Fong: "Gimme fever...."
Hemlock Stones: there ya go Bob
Bob D Caterino: Feva
Bob D Caterino: ty a thousand times, tytytytytytytytytytytytytytytytyt
principalpoop: feta
Uncle Meat: I met Proctor in the Mens room
Dexter Fong: Bergman drove off the porch?? Was anyone hurt??
Live Cat Soap: i first appeared on the radio in 65.
llanwydd: I saw FST in NYC in 1981
Hemlock Stones: will send the others tomorrow
Live Cat Soap: the mensa room?
Bob D Caterino: where
Bob D Caterino: Town hall?
Johnny Piano: UNcle Meat, I hope you didn't shake hands immediately
Uncle Meat: No everyone had gone
Live Cat Soap: brown shoes dont make it
llanwydd: bergman's parents went in the stage door after the show
principalpoop: if you had gone already, why were you hanging around the mens room?
Uncle Meat: Yes he sang O Blinding Light into my portable cassette recorder
llanwydd: yes bob. town hall
Johnny Piano: Electric Aunt Jemima, goddess of love
Bob D Caterino: LLan at the Town Hall?
Uncle Meat: Duty called
Bob D Caterino: I was there also
llanwydd: are you serious, uncle meat? was that you?
Dexter Fong: Pan cake the unbelievers under a flap of pans
Bambi: The Oohs are great and happy to be able to hear all we have! :thumbsup: great music
Uncle Meat: I was just a flipped out flpa ass hitch hiking around LA
Bob D Caterino: That was a great show that night
Johnny Piano: Smooches to Bambi. (And a hearty handshake for Clem)
principalpoop: don't waffle on the topic fong
llanwydd: several of us sang Oh Blinding Light before the show. I was the loudest
Dexter Fong: Shoo, the "B" side of of the Ohhs
Uncle Meat: And don't sugar coat this
Bambi smiles
principalpoop: uncle duty called uncle meat?
Bob D Caterino: Yeah and closed with Danger live broadcast
Uncle Meat: There was a full moon that night too
Johnny Piano: I'm outta here...see you all soon. (OK, Dex, I'll "Shoo"...LOL)
||||||||| "11:15 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Johnny Piano, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
principalpoop: that usually goes along when duty calls
llanwydd: UM, were you actually the one with the tape recorder?
Dexter Fong: Whew JP,
Bob D Caterino: "Clap twice as fdast so it sounds like more people." Sounds like rain on the roof
principalpoop: night JP oops
Uncle Meat: Keep up the 88s Johnny
Bambi: night Johnny
Bob D Caterino: Leroy noodlin at his noodle again
Dexter Fong Qoute: Art Blackey: And you're hands goes there right on the record"
Uncle Meat: I had the tape recorder and Proctor had a couple of girls with him
Bambi: well, gonna call it a night here too ... have a great week ... hope to see you all Saturday and certainly next week! :-)
principalpoop: I hope I am half as active as George when I am his age, hell I wish I was as active as him at my age now
Bob D Caterino: whats saturday
llanwydd: maybe that wasn't you I'm thinking of UM. I met proctor AFTER the show
principalpoop kiss root
Dexter Fong: UM: Is that tape for sale (Nudge, nudge) (Wink, wink)
Hemlock Stones: i was never that active PP and now i am his age its too late
Dexter Fong: Night BAMBI< STAY WELL
Live Cat Soap: i share the sentiment, poop
||||||||| porgie bounds in at 11:18 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Uncle Meat: I couldn't find it if I tried it's been over 30 years
Live Cat Soap: i have so much to do but generally lack the energy
Bob D Caterino: Had drinks with P and B at the Bottom line show after recording the What this country needs album
Hemlock Stones: good night bambi and many thanks to you and clem
principalpoop: i think I used to be active, but that could be my imagination
Merlyn: You missed Tirebiter, porgie
porgie: hey your door knocker fell off
Dexter Fong: Bob: Day after Friday...day before Sunday
Bambi: thanks Dex
Merlyn: or porgie tirebiter
Live Cat Soap: ossman has i guess always been active
principalpoop: ahh porge you missed you
Bob D Caterino: I remember
porgie: dwarfs?
Bambi: night Stones ... our pleasure .. Clem does all the work on Thursday though ;-)
llanwydd: but I do remember someone with a tape recorder in the seat in front of me asking me what album I liked best
principalpoop: i know, my last one disappeared mysteriously
Uncle Meat: That was probably me, I was talking ALOT
Dexter Fong: Ilan: I hope you lied
porgie: catherwood roll a few bombers
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to porgie and says "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Hemlock Stones: behind every good clem theres a Bambi
Bob D Caterino: well must right a chapter before bedtime. That means edit. lol
Bambi: work is not the right word, he said it's fun!
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: I told the truth. So was it you who sang Oh Blinding Light with us?
Bambi says Thanks Stones (blushing)
Dexter Fong: Hem: And a really good illustrator
Hemlock Stones: but i catch the other shows too
Live Cat Soap: indeed,
porgie: catherwood bring me the president
||||||||| Catherwood gets porgie the president.
llanwydd: we did it twice, as I remember. very loudly
Dexter Fong: Night Bob C.
ah,clem: God night, and good bless, see ya next time
Dexter Fong: oops D>
bad-2d-bone: A recent Phew Survey says 51% think that Joe Lieberman is a shmuck and 49% think he is a putz
Hemlock Stones: is that right Dex ?
porgie: oh well, catherwood show me the door
||||||||| Catherwood shows porgie the door.
Uncle Meat: Yes it was very short and fast, I think P was hepped up on pep pills
Bambi: glad you catch the other shows we do too Stones :-)
Bob D Caterino: I stuck up for Joe
Bambi: nytol!
Hemlock Stones: good night
Bob D Caterino: A guy said he wasnt chit I said he was
Dexter Fong: Hem: Is what right...it's all moving so fast....
Uncle Meat: Nyht Babmbi
Live Cat Soap: you rob banks? i thought he owns the banks
llanwydd: good night bambi
||||||||| ah,clem leaves at 11:21 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..."
Bob D Caterino: I own the banks of toxicity
Dexter Fong: Aloha Clem, don't mind the tsunamis
Hemlock Stones: is that in New Jersey Bob ?
principalpoop: toxicity, is that in poison county?
Live Cat Soap: tirebiter didnt say anything about inclement weather
llanwydd: I remember there was a young woman in front of me booing and hissing during the show. I can't imagine why she was there
Bob D Caterino: Zappa was amazing and lives on in sterio hi fi
Live Cat Soap: maybe the storms havent been so bad down there
Bob D Caterino: Yeah in teashirt NJ
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "11:23 PM and late as usual, it's Schoolboy, just back from Silver Spring."
Hemlock Stones: I saw zapp live twice Bob, once with Captain Beefheart
Dexter Fong: Cat: No he didn't... and nothing about Samuel Clemments
Bob D Caterino: The woman was there for her hubby not firesign
Live Cat Soap: wow, it's fucking Schoolboy!
principalpoop: hi schoolboy
Live Cat Soap: this is the guy i was tlaking to ossman about, i think
Bob D Caterino: school boy dropped in. for regrooving
Dexter Fong: Schoolboy, you're late...report to principalpoop's office
Live Cat Soap: if he's ever been here before, i'm unaware
principalpoop: looking for homeroom smart guy?
Live Cat Soap: who so smat
Schoolboy: Hi & hoorrah for the 40th anniversary.
Dexter Fong: Uh..I'm the homeoroom smart guy
Hemlock Stones: Hoorah
principalpoop: hip hip
llanwydd: bob you just gave me a blast from the past. I suddenly remember the references to t-shirt
Bob D Caterino: He is just waiting for the electrician or someone like him
Bob D Caterino: I was there also.
principalpoop: that is called a flashback llan, stay calm
Dexter Fong: But it was dark and noone could see you
Bob D Caterino: You can here my Woah all ova that album
llanwydd: it stood out in my mind because my grandparents lived in teaneck, nj which was probably what they were referencing
Hemlock Stones: Teaneck NJ sounds almost british
Bob D Caterino: it could have been the loeb University show
llanwydd: I think it's native american
principalpoop: loeb? he was a commie right?
Dexter Fong: Your grand parents knew the FST< I.an
Bob D Caterino: I lived about ten minutes from there
Dexter Fong: Ilam
Dexter Fong: Ilan
Dexter Fong: Three times a charm
llanwydd: probably not, dex
Bob D Caterino: I thought he was an ear part
Hemlock Stones: i did say Almost, llan
llanwydd: I was born in hackensack
Dexter Fong: Otic?
Schoolboy: It is really late Washington DC time
principalpoop: ahh, the tennis swing, I know him
Bob D Caterino: Newark yukkkkkkkk
Bob D Caterino: I now reside in the upstate of SC
Dexter Fong: Schoolboy: Roto has been known to stay much later
principalpoop: they don't write song like that anymore llan, I was born in hackensack...
Merlyn: I mean the name of your internet service provider - they might be based in wisconsin
Hemlock Stones: I was born on the wrong side of the tracks
Dexter Fong: Roto: Powerful stand-up guy
Live Cat Soap: is it you, schoolboy?
llanwydd: my grandparents had to put up with the noise of the teterborough air traffic constantly
principalpoop: 8 tracks? or casette?
Bob D Caterino: I did stand up at Rascals comedy club
Hemlock Stones: studio master of course PP
Live Cat Soap: i just asked ossman if you'd met and he confirmed
principalpoop: ahh platinum
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Teeter-Totter now replaced by See-saw
Bob D Caterino: I met them all
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Uncle Meat - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| porgie - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hemlock Stones: nowadays though i am reduced to MP3 but not as bad as itunes of course
llanwydd: don't think I remember rascals but do you remember Dweet's East?
Dexter Fong: The tall and the short and the small
principalpoop: oh my gosh
Schoolboy: Yes it is, but i am used to sawin' big ones this hour of the night..
Live Cat Soap: did i miss schoolbuoy?
Bob D Caterino: lol oh man um a nope
Live Cat Soap: did you appear here to talk to ossman?
Bob D Caterino: I started a show with a man that started it. Uncle Floyd Show
Dexter Fong: School: Sometimes after sawing big ones, you have to saw-up small ones
Live Cat Soap: i am delighted that turned out. they deserve to be in the library as mcuh as anyone
llanwydd: teterborough was a freight airport
principalpoop: schoolboy also know as sleep apnea
Bob D Caterino: 1974
llanwydd: no passengers
Hemlock Stones: i have logged the exchange Dexter
Dexter Fong: Uncle Floyd (Meat) was here tonight
Bob D Caterino: I used to shop at the apnea
principalpoop: he said teterborough hehe
Live Cat Soap: did you call ossman when you were in seattle?
Schoolboy: I sent Mr. Ossman congratulations on a painting of Thomas "Alpo" Edison inventing the electric can opener.
principalpoop: is that in rome? or venice?
Live Cat Soap: lol
||||||||| At 11:32 PM, Atom vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
llanwydd: all roads lead to new jersey
Bob D Caterino: When in Rome do as the Ossmans do.
: Oh well i am out later bozos
Dexter Fong: Another Brownian movement
Dexter Fong: Night Bob D
llanwydd: nite bob!
Bob D Caterino: NJ, off route 17
principalpoop: george tirebiter has a son named Kane who is a citizen of london
Dexter Fong: What exit??
Bob D Caterino: Nite Ll
Hemlock Stones: take care Bob
Merlyn: he talked after he left
Bob D Caterino: na, that was no name Jackson
llanwydd: funny you ask. I lived very near rt 517
Hemlock Stones: it was just an echo Merlyn
principalpoop: who did?
Schoolboy: Yes, it was in the summer of 2005, We were hungry, only bearly alive.
Live Cat Soap: were you involved with the lads at the dc thing, shoolboy?
Live Cat Soap: ossman sounded impressed
principalpoop: give me weed, wine and reds and show me the road
Live Cat Soap: the night they drove oil dixie down
Live Cat Soap: show me a sign
Live Cat Soap: a firesign
Hemlock Stones: i dont know that one PP can you hum the tune please
Bob D Caterino: I drove dixie all n ight down
Schoolboy: I phoned Ms. Walcutt and asked to come look at Mr. Ossman's library. Most people would be proud of their collection.
principalpoop: hummmmmmmmmmmmmm
Merlyn: see you next week people
Hemlock Stones: gnight Merlyn and thanks again
Dexter Fong: Cat: My sign is Texaco: I was born under the sign of the flying red horse
principalpoop: night M, thanks again big fella
Bob D Caterino: Humble
Live Cat Soap: and he was not?
llanwydd: nite merlyn!
Live Cat Soap: merl
Hemlock Stones: yes i remember it now pp
Dexter Fong: Night Hem:
Bob D Caterino: that he was
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 11:36 PM.
Live Cat Soap: my father was a texaco dealer during korean war
llanwydd: ah I remember it well
Live Cat Soap: no, just before
principalpoop: honey should know it, from her neck of the woods, kinda sorta
Live Cat Soap: i remember the imagery well
Bob D Caterino: My father was a Korean dealer during the texico war
Schoolboy: He has a nice size study.strong in humor irecall. Lots of Steve Allen
Live Cat Soap: they used to be cheap
principalpoop: my korean was a father during texico dealings
Dexter Fong: Night and Thanks for hosting and guideing George through the ether net.com
Live Cat Soap: he has generations of 302-40s music. did you see that?
llanwydd: what did he charge for a korean, bob?
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
Live Cat Soap: its a trip into a worlds fair from the past
Bob D Caterino: It was the gulf of Texico during the golf wars in Forest Hills NY
Schoolboy: It was unbeleivable, as Ms. Walcutt showed me in, Mr. O was actually collaborating with Mr. P on the phone.
principalpoop: I got him for 2 bites, big bites
Bob D Caterino: Worlds fair in love and war
Hemlock Stones: well folks its so late here now its early again
llanwydd: expo 67 in war and peace
Bob D Caterino: 64 65 worlds fair I was their and bored
Hemlock Stones: so i better call it a day
principalpoop: night stones, keep healing
||||||||| rfb57 enters at 11:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Bob D Caterino: A day
Hemlock Stones: so goodnight one and all and stay safe till next week same channel
Schoolboy: O & P were discussing edits to The Annotations to Anythynge.
Bob D Caterino: nite all
Hemlock Stones: thanks for all the fun
llanwydd: take care, stones!
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Phil Proctor', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:39 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
principalpoop: off to some nefarious undertaking no doubt, i;ve got your number stones
||||||||| Hemlock Stones says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Hemlock Stones exits at 11:39 PM.
Phil Proctor: Did I miss the fun
Live Cat Soap: Its Phil
principalpoop: ahhh happy 40
llanwydd: is this for real?
Live Cat Soap: i dont believe this
Live Cat Soap: no, you Are the fun
principalpoop: always fun here
Phil Proctor: Thank you
principalpoop: but yes, mr tirebiter and many have left already
Phil Proctor: Trying to take away some of this thunder from George
Schoolboy: hello mr. proctor.
principalpoop: wow
Live Cat Soap: i just asked ossman why you never showed up and here you are
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Hemlock Stones close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 11:40 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
principalpoop: my lawyer will send you a bill for my socks
llanwydd: didn't think stones wanted to miss phil
Phil Proctor: Schoolboy, Under age drinking is not permitted here go to the other room
Live Cat Soap: its great to have proc and ossman and schoolboy all together on oine
Phil Proctor: ha ha are they swollen?
Live Cat Soap: line
bad-2d-bone: B-B-B-B-Bye.
principalpoop: no no lol, you murdered them, knocked them off
Live Cat Soap: your first time here, phil?
llanwydd: just curious why phil doesn't get the usual red-letter treatment
Phil Proctor: I just wanted to Catch Dave but as you can see I missed him
Live Cat Soap: as we can see
Phil Proctor: Must be the time difference
Schoolboy: You're never to old for underage drinking.
Live Cat Soap: lol
Phil Proctor: I am true blue all the way
bad-2d-bone: B-B-B-B-Bye y'all
principalpoop: night bone
Live Cat Soap: i hear you're coming to vancouver for wedding, phil
Phil Proctor: yall, must be a commie
Phil Proctor: Yes my daughter is getting hitched
bad-2d-bone: Izzat the REAL Phil Proctor?
llanwydd: great to see you again, phil. we met once in New York City
Live Cat Soap: hope we can get together while you're in my town
llanwydd: after the show at Town Hall
Live Cat Soap: it is, bad
principalpoop: no, we changed the colors around to confuse people, the red-state people are the right wing now
Phil Proctor: Met?? was it at the Met
principalpoop: ahh congratulations
bad-2d-bone: all I see is text\
bad-2d-bone: text
Phil Proctor: Well wings are red and hot
bad-2d-bone: scrolling
llanwydd: well, it could just as well have been the met
Live Cat Soap: too bad we didnt meet when i was in la but moving my parents was a full time job
Schoolboy: i tried to interest Marc Fisher in the 4oth anniversayr, but he thought the newsworthy event would be the appearance of the signers for registration at he Library of Congress.
principalpoop: i don't follow hockey, or soccer
Phil Proctor: Did you all get the new Planet Proctor?
llanwydd: I don't follow hocker or soccey
Live Cat Soap: i dont seem to be on its list anymore, phil
bad-2d-bone: brb
llanwydd: I haven't gotten it, phil
Phil Proctor: Well have to hop along, cassidy. See you all in the funny papers
principalpoop: i have you on my favorites list, i heard it was updated earlier
llanwydd: I'd like to see it though
Live Cat Soap: ok phil
Dexter Fong: I'm Brackish
Phil Proctor: tonight, I finished it just a while ago
Live Cat Soap: neal? neal?
Dexter Fong: Hello Phil P, and goodbye also
Schoolboy: The Registration got the jump on Fisher as well as me. he covers radio for the Washington Post.
principalpoop: in and out, but super to see you, thank you sir for the joy you have given me and others
Phil Proctor: ok so long........(Everyone)
llanwydd: good night, phil! thanks for stopping by
Live Cat Soap: as melinda would say
principalpoop: that is what she told me
Dexter Fong: Jeeze! If Phil had gotten here earlier, he could've met David
Live Cat Soap: that was his idea
principalpoop: you don't look brackish fong
principalpoop: and george tirebiter too
Dexter Fong: Poop: My names not Eddie
llanwydd: and catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past llanwydd
principalpoop: and I'm not bob
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, walk right past Ilanwydd
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and says "Did you need me?"
llanwydd: and he's not ed
Live Cat Soap: i thoguht you were adolph
Dexter Fong: But he's wearing the wide-belt and workshirt
principalpoop: who is fred then?
Live Cat Soap: my father, for one
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from measles
||||||||| rfb57 - dead from measles
||||||||| Bob D Caterino - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
bad-2d-bone: Phil Proctor, is it true that your webmeister cristofer morley is a rock star?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Fred! Who is Fred! He's the Freditor of Fireqine
Live Cat Soap: they come, they go
llanwydd: who's peggy?
Schoolboy: I am sort of surprised the Signers take part in this Thurday event. But it is ridiculously easy to participate. I mean from a technical viewpoint. It is not technical at all.
principalpoop: damn, measles all
Live Cat Soap: you mean, show up here, shool?
principalpoop: are you spelling that wrong? is it the singers?
bad-2d-bone: cristofer morley is the only rock star who has no photographic likeness of himself on the entire web
principalpoop: or the oops I won't say that
Live Cat Soap: realy?
bad-2d-bone: although I was able to find CD cover art
Dexter Fong: Who the hell was rfb57?.I say if we gotta name chatters with numbers, there;s too many people!!!!
Schoolboy: Well i knew Mr Austin would often log in.
Live Cat Soap: probly more people turned up tonight than ever before
principalpoop: principlepoop659a reporting for duty
Live Cat Soap: not often but over the years, a fair number
Live Cat Soap: ossman only a few times, bergman too.
principalpoop: don't give me that, it was a crowd
Live Cat Soap: this is proc's first i think
Dexter Fong: School: Right, Phil A. has been here far more often than any of the others
Schoolboy: I spell it Signers, short for Firesigners.
llanwydd: I remember a friend of mine logged on here pretending to be Austin as a practical joke
principalpoop: gotcha schoolboy wow
Live Cat Soap: i think austin discovers something of interest and goes with it more intesnely than others
principalpoop: but thanks
bad-2d-bone: where is Peter Bergman living these days?
principalpoop: lol
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Was that the guy who suddenly diee?
bad-2d-bone: you needn't be too specific
Live Cat Soap: or so i figured his showing up here
Live Cat Soap: lots of stuff about him in the tirebiter blurb
Live Cat Soap: di a couple o seminrs in china of late
llanwydd: actually it was The Flounder from bobsbrazerkolounge
bad-2d-bone: dead beat soap?
Live Cat Soap: seems very much involved
llanwydd: he signed in as Phil Austine
Live Cat Soap: i dont think that was our phil
bad-2d-bone: B-B-B-B-Bye
Live Cat Soap: we were blessed tonight
Schoolboy: Mr Bergman was studying Chinese to keep his brain challenged
||||||||| "Hey bad-2d-bone!" ... bad-2d-bone turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Live Cat Soap: bbbbbad
Live Cat Soap: he is into that, school
Dexter Fong: b-b-b=y-y-E-E-E- Bone
principalpoop: i had enough trouble with the filipino skits
principalpoop: and now chinese? olalala
Live Cat Soap: fighting off alzeimers
principalpoop: bone is back
Dexter Fong: Poop: Hable Esperanto?
Schoolboy: Did you see the press release on firesigntheatre.com that talks about the 40th anniversary?
principalpoop: oops bone went
Dexter Fong: School, No
Live Cat Soap: do you read transcripts of these chats, school?
principalpoop: nein fong, but I have picked up about 70 words of danish
Live Cat Soap: yes school
principalpoop: i tried once cat, impossible for me
llanwydd: well, I'll see you all again in about 150 hours from now.
Dexter Fong: Poop: GIBBEN SIE MIR EINE CHEESE!!!!!
principalpoop: no school
Live Cat Soap: no just that its odd that i mention you with ossman and then you show up
Schoolboy: Sometimes i will skim through them looking for the red print or maybe a particular word
principalpoop: have a super 150 hours llan
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Stay well, hopw the snows come late
Live Cat Soap: you have been a great ally to the lads
principalpoop: jeg har ikke dine cheese fong
llanwydd: good night
Live Cat Soap: lllan
Dexter Fong: School: I *know* what kind of word you're looking for
principalpoop: ahh, no clue who you are, but I trust cat, I will thank you also schoolboy
Live Cat Soap: just before i met dex, i met school in dc
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Phil Proctor - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Poop: EICO EICO CHEESE< Diner
principalpoop: those damn fiddlers
Dexter Fong: DOn't Crab about it
||||||||| 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..
principalpoop: ahhh, eico, ok zagblatt eller vi se snart dine rov
Dexter Fong: What ho Catherwood, wie hast du?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you need me?"
Schoolboy: Live: what was odd was I was totally unfirsign after i visited Mr. O. Then one day I was visiting loc.gov and saw the announcment of the newly registered recordings. Imagine my surprise to lean that the 3 signers has visited this city the week before..
Dexter Fong: Nivht Beneeden, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
principalpoop: don't mind me schoolboy, just a chatfly, similar to barfly, but more annoying
Dexter Fong: Night All, and Schoolboy, *please come back*
Live Cat Soap: wow school that is a big surprise
principalpoop: I will catch the bus too, night all
||||||||| principalpoop says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, principalpoop exits at 12:03 AM.
Schoolboy: Hi Live. I didn't recognize you in that get up. Last time Iscan the trancripts you were Cease..
Live Cat Soap: yes i changed just for tonight
Live Cat Soap: osman wouldnt know me as cease
Live Cat Soap: he has done so much for me already
Live Cat Soap: dont want to confuse him
Schoolboy: I told a friend about the 40th anniversayr. he thought their first record was 1972.
Schoolboy: So i was trying to think of topical references on their first record that would convince him it was 1968
Live Cat Soap: their ealrey albums caught on slowly, thru campus radio and the udnergound of the era
Live Cat Soap: biafra, rfk, what?
Live Cat Soap: dear friens was the most broadcast friendly and that was 72?
Schoolboy: And Tim Leary
Live Cat Soap: tiny dr tim
Live Cat Soap: capote
Live Cat Soap: in cold leather
Live Cat Soap: the beatles refs
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Schoolboy: Yes. Capote visit the prison to get material for his "Nionfiction novel"
Live Cat Soap: im so wet with compassion, etc
Live Cat Soap: is the need to find timely refs in electricain?
Schoolboy: I could not place any Beatles references on the first album.
Live Cat Soap: earlier tongiht and last night ah clem played the mushroom plays i sent him
Live Cat Soap: i guarnatnee there are
Schoolboy: Uh Clem played them for his children , or on the radio?
||||||||| "12:12 AM? 12:12 AM!!" says Catherwood, "revzan should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as revzan enters and sits on the divan.
||||||||| revzan leaves to catch the 12:13 AM train to Seattle.
Live Cat Soap: on the first side
Schoolboy: The aforesaid Press, Release gives some deails about the first broadcast.
Schoolboy: It gives the names of the filmakers played by P, A. and O
Live Cat Soap: yes i hope to hear that someday
Schoolboy: "The Word is Love" n'est pas?
Live Cat Soap: before the internet i had no way of encountering other firefans , particully those with firestuff
Live Cat Soap: i encoutner elayne who started this chat and packer who was their archivist on those days
Live Cat Soap: and thru them, i met the lads and they appeared in my plays, etc
Live Cat Soap: there are no end to miracles
Schoolboy: They appeal to lurking collectors for that elusive aircheck, in their Press Release.
Schoolboy: Live, when did you start writing audio plays?
Live Cat Soap: i suspect all lurkers have emerged by now
Live Cat Soap: good question
Live Cat Soap: i have always been fooling aorund with taperecorders, since befroe i was born
Live Cat Soap: but it was a local sf show that got me writing scripts in 96
Live Cat Soap: right after melinda peterson told me to start writing my own playhs instead of jsut worshipping firresings
Schoolboy: Well extrapolation is the sinecurist form of adulteration, er adulation
Live Cat Soap: my paretnts taped my heart beat in my mother's womb and played it on the radio in my obscure hometown
Live Cat Soap: ad for their ford dealership or something
Schoolboy: oh you weren't kidding
Live Cat Soap: in 10th grade a local am station asked my high school to supply djs. i volunteered. this was 65
Live Cat Soap: yes my family was into the radio network in saskatchewan in the early 50s
Live Cat Soap: theatres, later tv stations
Schoolboy: Cool.
Live Cat Soap: radio is part of my genetic code
Live Cat Soap: how goes it in dc with election results?
Schoolboy: Ther is an OTR program here in DC every sunday evening
Live Cat Soap: would they play firesign?
Schoolboy: Who knows what the Democrats can do. Most of what i hear is sorrow over what Pres. Bush has already perpetrated.
Live Cat Soap: vidal says it will take gernerations to undo
Live Cat Soap: at least it isnt stil sliding downwards, eh?
Schoolboy: The OTR is too mainstream, too nostalgic for Firesign. Alto they paly Bob and Ray some years. And that program is where I discovered
Live Cat Soap: what i felt for carter and clinton was at least it wasnt slanting to hell
Schoolboy: ...discovered Vic & Sade
Live Cat Soap: i dont think i know them
Live Cat Soap: sounds familiar
Schoolboy: i think a few of the Vic andSade shows are in RealAudio on the website. You could Google Vic and Sade. There were books witten about them & weverything.
Live Cat Soap: do you have the mushroom shows?
Live Cat Soap: i kinda got the impressoin from ossman tonight that they will be released
Live Cat Soap: google is a welcome new portal into collecting stuff
Schoolboy: Yes, thanks to you. All but Last Exit to Fresno. You tape recorder must have been blinking that week,
Live Cat Soap: i had it and "leant" it to someone who never retureed it
Live Cat Soap: the one show i never got was the dead rfk show
Schoolboy: Well that means it must exist and will eventually enter the stream of commerce.
Live Cat Soap: it was so long ago i dont remember it at all
Live Cat Soap: i asked ossman if he had those shows and he seemed kinda annoyed
Live Cat Soap: yet when i met him at his library home, i was under the impresion he had all of that stuff
Live Cat Soap: this would have been, 95?
Schoolboy: Well, if any of the 4 had 'em, he would be the one
Live Cat Soap: you would think
Live Cat Soap: those are his instints
Live Cat Soap: he said tonight that museum of raido has a lot
Live Cat Soap: i reember a post to alt.firsign about him giving his archigves to them
Live Cat Soap: i really want ot hear all the stuff i missed in those days, and the stuff i heard but long forgot
Live Cat Soap: but the should make money from that
Schoolboy: i think he donated his archive years ago...lots of Sullen art airchecks and not funny types of programs
Live Cat Soap: ah
Live Cat Soap: i thoguht it owuld be radio free oz stuff
Live Cat Soap: they releasaed exorcism and by the silvery on pink hotel but no other mushrooms
Live Cat Soap: i asked abuut that 2nite but no answer
Schoolboy: Could be. If it were firesign tapes, it would be worth a safari to the Museum
Schoolboy: I can't remeber whether it was the Museum in NY or the one in LA where the 4 signers appeared whenthey were getting ready of Immortality.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dave & Katie into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mutters something about 12:39 AM, then departs.
Live Cat Soap: hello dave and katie
Live Cat Soap: it owuld la, shooly
Live Cat Soap: they live there
Schoolboy: Hello folks. qwelcom to the gravyard shift
Live Cat Soap: me? type?
Live Cat Soap: is this blind boy and sighted doggy"?
Dave & Katie: hi folks, looks like I missed the big guy, but at least I can say I'm in the log for once, I've been really busy with choir and school, finals are next week and i should be writing, but it's my birthday and I wanted a break, so I just thought I would say to whoever is here and those who might read this in future, we are both doing fine, Katie is asleep right now, that's the guide dog btw not a girlfriend or anything like that, smile, I hope everyone is well
Live Cat Soap: two two two guys in one
Dave & Katie: and yes it blind boy and sighted doggy
Live Cat Soap: procotr sbowed up for first time ever
Live Cat Soap: ossie here for 2 hours
Dave & Katie: although I prefer mine and her names to that thank you very much
Live Cat Soap: lol katie
Dave & Katie: I know I got the message from a friend who was here tonight, I'm mad that I missed it but I had a very nice dinner, so I'll read the proceedings eventually
Live Cat Soap: yeah but your dinner wasnt as good as tlaking to ossman and proctor
Live Cat Soap: your priorities were shall we say, uninspired
Schoolboy: Well there is always next week. i have been focused for several weeks on this anniversary chat.
Dave & Katie: no, that would have been enjoyable to be sure, but since I had planned this dinner, oh well, nothing to be done about it, I send the two men my warmest regards and say that I respect their work very much
Live Cat Soap: yes, of course you do. thats why youre here
Live Cat Soap: they would have understood
Dave & Katie: true I've always been there on Thanksgiving, so this time will be no exception, we'll be there, all 6 legs
Live Cat Soap: how is katie? do you have a good time togheter?
Schoolboy: Thanksgiving! Allready! Is there a chat going to be on thanksgiving. Or do Cnadians give thanks on some other day?
Live Cat Soap: yes, ours is 2nd monday in october
Dave & Katie: yes I love my katie, she's cute as hell, I should send a pic of us to Brian so he can put it on the site
Live Cat Soap: but i lived in states long ago
Live Cat Soap: yes that wold be gtreat, katie
Schoolboy: Live, Did you give thanks that you are not Americans?
Live Cat Soap: my parents just moved back here. dont even know they're in another coutnry, after 50 yewars in la
Live Cat Soap: i had a great time in la in the 50s-60s. cant complian. first heard firesign
Dave & Katie: 20 years ago today they were putting my on ventilaters and shoving tubes and needles in me to keep me alive, they would do that for the next 3 months, I was born 3 months early
Live Cat Soap: happy life, dave
Live Cat Soap: all of us here are better off becaue you're here with us
Schoolboy: Yes sir
Dave & Katie: awww you're sweet, yeah I'm glad to be here, never thought I'd say that but it's true
Schoolboy: So Dave, you must be one of the younger genration we've been hoping for
Live Cat Soap: lol xschool
Dave & Katie: yes sir, I live in the future which is right around the corner
Dave & Katie: but I've been on this chat for what 3 years now?
Live Cat Soap: schoooly, even in the day when the firesign were aborning, we needed new ears
Live Cat Soap: mine were old then
Live Cat Soap: i was here on its first night
Dave & Katie: still are cat
Live Cat Soap: it was elaynes idea but she could get online
Schoolboy: Mine are still a little wet behind themselves.
Live Cat Soap: yeah i like bieng stil here and stil capable of being here
Live Cat Soap: couldn nt
Dave & Katie: I like it too Cat
Live Cat Soap: its great you finaly got here, shool
Live Cat Soap: are you in touch with ossman?
Schoolboy: no, nothing to talk about. But i did send him that card.
Dave & Katie: who me? no
Live Cat Soap: the guys are really nice, when situations allow them to be
Dave & Katie: isn't that the way it is with anyone?
Live Cat Soap: not since you visited him?
Schoolboy: i think i called him after the Registration. he said he and Preston had a great time exploring the Mall.
Live Cat Soap: dave, you are not only younger than me, but you are younger than i can imagine being
Dave & Katie: well I'm really really tired it's been a long day, so I'm gonna split but I should be here next week and thought we would stop by
Live Cat Soap: nd this was the era of the boriningof the firesign
Live Cat Soap: off you trot, katie
Dave & Katie: lol schoolboy, I am a schoolboy, in second year at university in Denver studying psychology
Dave & Katie: yep off we go to go to bed
Live Cat Soap: keep on studying. maybe someone wil figure it out
Dave & Katie says "Katie, forward," and exits stage right, g'night all
||||||||| At 12:58 AM, Dave & Katie vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Schoolboy: Well even Santa doesn't stay up this late. Nice to meet you Dave. Good to chew the fat , Live. If i am near the internet Thurday, I try to return.
Live Cat Soap: hope to see you here again
||||||||| Around 1:00 AM, Schoolboy walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| At 1:01 AM, Live Cat Soap scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters with art wholeflaffer close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 1:30 AM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
art wholeflaffer: is this a 'bot' or am i on the fun way
art wholeflaffer: uh - clem
art wholeflaffer: dang - i broke de president
||||||||| "Hey art wholeflaffer!" ... art wholeflaffer turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 1:33 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 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:
George Tirebiter
Phil Proctor
art wholeflaffer
Bob D Caterino
Bubba's Brain
Comrade Otto Yamamoto
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
George Tirebiter
Hemlock Stones
Honey Sanchez
Johnny Piano
Live Cat Soap
Mr. Motion
old same place
Pancho Bob Villa
Pico N. Alvarado
Road Apple Red
TOR Hershman
Uncle Meat
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Rogue's Gallery:

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PP and Cat(cease)

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kend^/Dr. Headphones

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Merlyn and Tirebiter

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newlili.jpg (6085 bytes)

freq.jpg (4441 bytes)

roto.jpg (6046 bytes)

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LeatherG & SO

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ahclem+Bambi.jpg (9500 bytes)
Ah, Clem and Bambi

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Compañero Señor Yämamoto

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Dexter Fong

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Bubba's Brain.jpg (6600 bytes)
Bubba's Brain

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boney.jpg (20600 bytes)

llan.jpg (13200 bytes)

tweeny.jpg (12588 bytes)

3rdmate.jpg (23157 bytes)

peggy.jpg (5240 bytes)
Peggy Blisswhips

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Audrey Farber

tdt.jpg (6077 bytes)
Tiny Dr. Tim
Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

capeklok.jpg (5469 bytes)
404 - Not Found, Not Forgotten

And, "The Home Team"