A Firesign Chat


Special appearance by
Phil Austin

||||||||| 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 February 08, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Firebroiled into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:10 AM, then departs.
Firebroiled: Hubba, hubba, George! What a suit! Well, it’s nice to see you looking like you’re back on your feet again, George, and ready to play our little game again.
||||||||| 9:10 AM -- Firebroiled left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood leads JustAnotherGov'tTweeny into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:11 PM, then departs.
||||||||| It's 8:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| JustAnotherGov'tTweeny - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:28 PM and ah,clem waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| At 8:28 PM, ah,clem runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:32 PM and ah,clem sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| ah,clem is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 8:32 PM.
||||||||| ah,clem steps in at 8:32 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time'
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 8:34 PM train to Broomfield.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 8:34 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
ah,clem: ohh, good game, Catherwood please bring me an ale
||||||||| Catherwood brings ah,clem an ale.
ah,clem: thanks
ah,clem: I'll just stand here on the yellow line talking to myself...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:52 PM and llanwydd waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: howdy clem
ah,clem: hi llan
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 08, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:02 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: Hop
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:02 PM and late as usual, it's JustAnotherGov'tTweeny, just back from Hellmouth."
Bunnyboy: lo guys
||||||||| "9:02 PM? 9:02 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits on the divan.
llanwydd: hi bunny
llanwydd: hey tween
Bunnyboy: Good. We can play bridge.
llanwydd: everybody's coming in at once
Bunnyboy: ...or poker!
llanwydd: howdy mudhead
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from Vancouver."
Mudhead: if its a problem, I can come back
llanwydd: hi cat
cease: hi all
llanwydd: the bridge is already built
cease: is your class over, bun?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Dexter Man it's cold Fong', just granted probation at 9:03 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Mudhead: hi cat
||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 9:03 PM.
cease: mud
cease: lol fong
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: is this thing on?
Bunnyboy: Like flaming lemmings.
cease: you're supposed to be cold this time of year
cease: youre in upstate new york, llan?
Bunnyboy: grand canyoooooooooooooon
cease: supposed to be serious snow
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The chat isn't allowing input from Firefox 2/Mac OS X
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Dexter Man it's cold Fong', just granted probation at 9:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: i gather that's a yes, bun?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Sheeeesh
||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dexter Man it's cold Fong exits at 9:05 PM.
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:05 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Man it's cold Fong, just back from Funfun Town."
Bunnyboy: No snow here. Almost balmy.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Yjere
cease: hi el
Bunnyboy: lo El!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All better now
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Cat goes, "jeeze, let's wear this one out" lol
Elayne: Keeping warm, Unca Dex?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Dex, L
cease: in case anyone else is interested, i reviewed ossman's novel on my blog
cease: which all who care know is at www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
ah,clem: hi E!
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Yeah, saw that Cat
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hi Bun, Cat, E!, Tween, llan, Mud, and ah....clem?
Elayne: As I said in email, Cat, I think it's a fair review.
cease: i still hope he sells a LOT of books
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sorry you found it disappointing. Haven't read it yet.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hi Bun, Cat, E!, Tween, llan, Mud, and ah....clem?
cease: thakns, el. i hope dave, judith and the other ossmans agreee
llanwydd: hey dex!
llanwydd: hey elayne!
cease: ah clem, it was interesting when austin said here he'd like to make a whole album out of pink hotel
cease: i dont dilike this collection at all, i just get really tired of exorcism, compared to the other mushroom plays which i know well
ah,clem: yes, Cat
Bunnyboy: Dex has the hiccups.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I'd surely like to see that...
Bunnyboy: PINK HOTEL?
cease: yes bun
cease: read the logs
Bunnyboy: But the actual Pink Hotel segment is a gem.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Then burn them
llanwydd: hey if anybody knows the incantations maybe we could get anna nicole to join us tonight
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Pink Hotel Burns Down is one of the cuts on Pink Hotel - a compilation.
Bunnyboy: The flaming logs...
cease: i agree bun, and so does austin
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol LL
cease: he and doc and probably others were riffing on ideas for expanding it
llanwydd: not that she'd have anything interesting to say
cease: she was born after the firesign formed. what does that prove?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: She doesn't have to speak...you
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: re missing the points
cease: let her tits do the talking?
Mudhead: just wave a $20 bill, she'll squat and pick it up
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Yeah, but her avatar would be interesting
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: It must be ventriloquist week
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: ohhh Mud LOL
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mud: So ANSmith does know squat
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:10 PM and late as usual, it's boney, just back from Riverside."
Bunnyboy: I found a fun site yesterday - www.notstarring.com
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Here at the Firesign Gentleman's Club
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Boney? You been down by de ribberside?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: And speaking of.... lol
cease: reminds me of my favourite novel, The Black Obelisk
cease: set in germany during hyper inflated 20s
Elayne: Hi Boney!
llanwydd: I know it's a tragedy but it says something sad about american culture that she's on every cable news station at once when she never did anything important
boney: Riverside ska... Voodoo Glow Skulls, the Skeletones... Rodney Bingenheimer probably remembers them
cease: features a hooker who can remove nails with assorted orifaces
Bunnyboy: It's a user-submitted database of actors and movies that might have gotten together...but didn't.
Bunnyboy: Due to neglect, firings, walkouts, etc.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I want to know who Britney Spears is dating this week...
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Jeeze Cat lol
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: There's a very interesting show at the Metropolitan Museum entitled Gloom and Glitter,,,portraits from Weimar Republic Germany
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:12 PM, dragging Principalpoop by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
cease: i read a great short story about reagan starring in Casablanca
Principalpoop: Ockbah
cease: sounds interesting, dex
cease: hi poop
llanwydd: hey princep!
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey P, you're just in time to stuff some dollars in ladies' garters
Elayne: Hey Prinpoop.
Principalpoop: Ockbah!
Bunnyboy: yup, Reagan and Raft were 2 candidates for Rick. And Sam was gonna be a skoit! They were considering casting Ella Fitzgerald or Lena Horne.
cease: i just checked robert stone's memory of the 60s out of the library yesterday
Principalpoop: garters? you go the old fashioned girlie shows
cease: today, it's reviewed in new issue of ny review of books
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Here's to the start of a great war...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: I know man....it's all Anna nicole....we need to be talking about the crazy astonaut women
llanwydd: my tv broke down monday so I bought this little 13 inch set and I have to strain my eyes to do this chat
cease: whenever my issue comes in, i also look enviously at the list of art shows in ny
llanwydd: unless I sit up really close but I would rather recline on my sofa
Principalpoop: Ockbah llan
Bunnyboy: Anguish is a 3 syllable word, if it's mental.
llanwydd: I'll get the big tv fixed in a couple of weeks I hope
Mudhead: so set it on yur chest
cease: i'm gonna see a collection of photos of vancouver in the 50s in our city's main gallery. a long way down from ny
Bunnyboy: "I have mental ang-oo-ish!"
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I'll take a bet that gets turned into a movie of the week. "The Femme Astro Fatal"
Principalpoop: cheaper to buy a new one llan
llanwydd: that's an idea muddy
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: My big TV is a 17" Dell monitor
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: back in a bit...
boney: I've added info about Riverside ska to my blogroll. http://www.well.com/user/silly/blogroll.html I wonder if Phil Austin remembers Rodney Bingenheimer
Principalpoop: grow hair on her palms?
ah,clem: mine too Yweeny
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Getting too many phonecalls
ah,clem: Tweeny
cease: i used to live near riverside drive in van nuys
Principalpoop: how cold is it fong?
Bunnyboy: MAYOR OF THE SUNSET STRIP. Wotta trip.
Mudhead: Bambi is missing
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Boney: Who could forget Rodney Bingen...meister?
ah,clem: looks better than the 25" crt (tv mode)
ah,clem: Bambi is on the road here from NJ
Bunnyboy: Heimer. Like NY. Heimertown, said Jesse.
Principalpoop: he lived next door to the chickenflickers?
Elayne: Better NJ than upstate NY. SEVEN FEET OF SNOW??
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:18 PM and late as usual, it's H. STONES, just back from Hellmouth."
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Did you listen to Uncle John's Band, Cat?
Bunnyboy: lo Stones
boney: Rodney Bingenheimer was the subject of a fairly interesting bio pic titled The Mayor of Sunset Boulevard
Elayne: Hey Stones!
Principalpoop: ahh stones
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Rodney Heimertown...I remeber him...He used to play on the Pimps softball team
Mudhead: well, get her a toasted almond from me ah,clem when shes not drivin
Bunnyboy: Sounds like a condition.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sounds like Bambi left just in time.
H. STONES: Hi folks
boney: no not an infomercial for the Water Pic
Bunnyboy: Clack clack.
Principalpoop: wait, I saw that movie
llanwydd: I'm in upstate ny and we got about an inch
||||||||| 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 Mr. Motion plummets into the garden at 9:18 PM.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hemlock
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Stones. Your weather isn't exactly hunk dory either, is it?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Varoom...
Principalpoop: that was clarence snake
ah,clem: she is in VA by now, was passing DC about 2 hours ago, be here soon
Mr. Motion: Braaaaa Motion is here people have no fear!
cease: i almost remember the lyrics to that
||||||||| "9:19 PM? 9:19 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bob D Caterino should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bob D Caterino enters and sits on the divan.
llanwydd: it's the master of amazination!
cease: come to take something something home
cease: good old dead
Elayne: Evenin' Bob!
llanwydd: hey bob!
cease: hi D
Principalpoop: she's on the howeward trail...
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Evenin' Bob
Principalpoop: hi bob
H. STONES: i promise you its a joke tween, a couple of snowflakes in the UK and its the end of civilisation as we know it
Principalpoop: Ockbah!
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: good and dead lol
ah,clem: good evening, Mr. Stones
Mr. Motion: I'se back and I'se beautiful... well I'se back anyway!
Bunnyboy: lo Moto, Bob.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Clarence Snake played for the Rodneytown Playa
H. STONES: Hi Clem
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hey Bob D
cease: i watched Scanner Darkly the other day
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Stones - sounds like Phoenix in a rainstorm
H. STONES: couldnt you turn the brightness up cease ?
cease: the addictive drug in the flick/book is called D
Bob D Caterino: Hey gang, talked to Phil P and he got pissed because he is out of town but said maybe next week, we shal see
Bunnyboy: Put it right heyar...in de bag!
Mr. Motion: Ah Clem about your choice... WHY????
Principalpoop: ahh it ain't the meat, its mister motion
cease: wouldnt the rainstorm put the phoenix out?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sure hope so, Bob :-)
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Mr.M
Mr. Motion: Hey PP
cease: you mean philip p will come here?
ah,clem: a warm up movie, more fun to come
cease: he gets pissed when he's in town too
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Cat is undoubtedly asking the same question
Bunnyboy: I picked up an interesting curio CD. GOOD FOR WHAT AILS YOU - MUSIC OF THE MEDICINE SHOWS 1926-1937.
cease: havent you found the cds i sent you, clem?
Bob D Caterino: He is in Moui? but maybe, yes
Principalpoop: hes got pissed and woke up out of town? a dennys in tijuana? I have done that
Bunnyboy: I was reviewing the Grammy nominations, and this one is up for Best Archival Recording.
llanwydd: I get the sound of calliopes in my mind's ear, bb
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Procman does travel a bit. Sorry to hear about his daughter injuring her collarbone.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Poop: Me too! But it's that tatoo of a pancakes I didn't like
Principalpoop: collarbone? you are contagious stones...
ah,clem: have played all the mushroom plays recently, Cat
cease: i get the image of thomas edison hollering on wax
Bob D Caterino: I thought it was his wifey
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Not Melissa?
cease: proc's daughter injured?
Bunnyboy: llan: It's actually filed under Blues Compilations. Kinda rootsy and bluegrassy.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: He was hollering Wax On!
H. STONES: i didnt know that fractures were catching PP but what do i know ?
cease: no, the proc berg stuff i sent you. the Heat stuff, as well as Down Under Danger
||||||||| doctec tiptoes in around 9:23 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: His last newsletter mentioned Melissa falling down and getting injured, I though. Might have got it wrong.
H. STONES: hi doc
Bob D Caterino: Who knows, I got pissed when he got pissed and we were both a couple of pissers and I really didn't read the last email.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hey Doc
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The Doctor is IN
Principalpoop: how do I know what you know? that is metaphysically impossible...
cease: bambi said you lost them on your desk somewhere
Mr. Motion: Hey DT
llanwydd: hello sucker, er...er...seeker
Bob D Caterino: heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy whats up Doc?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: What the news with Lili
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Stones
Bunnyboy: cat: They Might Be Giants did a track at the Edison Lab a few years back, called I CAN HEAR YOU.
doctec: i'm at an inn?
Principalpoop: Ockbah doc
llanwydd: hey doc!
Elayne: Oh, hi Doc! (Sorry, watching Scrubs)
cease: they would, bun
H. STONES: its been a really bad week for culture over here
cease: better than being at an out
ah,clem: have played that as well, but will put it on my list again
Bob D Caterino: yeah there is a seeker born every minute
doctec: grey's anatomy here, e...
Bunnyboy: The 2 Johns and a tuba player gathered around the funnel, and scratched some wax.
Principalpoop: that be fun bun
cease: hi stones
Bob D Caterino: I am watching CSI
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The Hashfire Inn, of course
Bunnyboy: hiya doc
doctec: it's been a bad 15 or so years for culture in general!
Mudhead: +Im watching Top Gear
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: And they are watching back...
cease: and a sucker reborn every pretend minute
H. STONES: this week in particular over here though DT
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: LOL
Bob D Caterino: I was friends with the Caruso Brothers many years back.
ah,clem: got snow, stones?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Enrico and Mario?
doctec: sorry to hear that stones...
H. STONES: just a bit of sleet clem
Mudhead: they opened a music store?
Principalpoop: tom and tim carouso? they played for the slackers too I think
Bob D Caterino: Some of us age well and some don't well I won't say which ones of us. heh heh heh
ah,clem: saw London, what a mess
Bob D Caterino: Na, Joe, John and David
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bab D: Don't worry...all is well
Principalpoop: days of cheese and wine
doctec: the ones that age best are the ones that manage to keep an open mind as life experience seeks to close it
H. STONES: BBC radio 3, the quality music channel has removed all the fringe and experimental music and they are even closing the mesage boards so that the public cannot discuss or debate any more
Bob D Caterino: The hairs in the back of my head regrouped out of my ears and nose
doctec: stones: that's horrible news! sory to hear (or not hear, as the case may be)
cease: why is that, stones? blair doesnt like it?
Principalpoop: quite so mister stones, no place for the riffraff in polite internet society
doctec: lack of interest?
llanwydd: I'm interested to know if Stones has ever heard of Anna Nicole Smith
cease: they do that, dont they, bob
Bunnyboy: www.notstarring.com has some lovely GODFATHER passed castings.
H. STONES: Then yesterday, AOL closed the Singing Fish search engine, the best one on the net for interesting and non commercial music
doctec: llan: with any luck, the answer to that will be "no"
Bob D Caterino: don't they tho
Bunnyboy: Also-ran Vitos: Orson Welles, Ernest Borgnine and.....Danny Thomas!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: But has Stones heard about the wacky austonaut and the 900 mile diapers
H. STONES: yes i heard of her llan, married an 89 year old and seems to have had an unhappy time of it
Principalpoop: fritos
llanwydd: I'm only learning in the past couple of hours how unimportant she was
Bunnyboy: Rod Steiger campaigned...to play Michael!
doctec as danny thomas spits out his vodka tonic at the news
Bunnyboy: brb
Bob D Caterino: What about the passing of Anne Nicole, Wow
llanwydd: yes anna died tonight and is getting more attention than she deserves
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: Danny...what has happened to your nose?
H. STONES: yes heard that too Dexter, i think i ought to remind you that we have Radio and TV over here and i work with BBC people so surprising as it might seem, i tend to be hip to events
Elayne: How do we know the wacky astronaut wasn't driving to Hollywood FL next to confront Anna Nicole Smith? I mean, nobody's talking, are they?
doctec: dex: lol
doctec: e: good point! (& lol)
Bob D Caterino: Maybe she is just looking for the attention and well, I wont go there
llanwydd: LOL Elayne
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Holmes: You were hip before it was hep to be hip
Mr. Motion: HS It's time for radio three to explode!
doctec: hup!
H. STONES: we can but hope so Mr M
Principalpoop: maybe it was lesbian sex involved hehe hehe
Bunnyboy: Python chat next door.
doctec found his stash of underground comix - oxo wow mom!
llanwydd: they were showing her being interviewed on Larry King about how she gained weight because she was depressed
Bob D Caterino: mmmmmmmmmmm lesbians
llanwydd: wonder if I could get attention by doing the same thing
Bunnyboy: cat, you'll appreciate this: I finally watched Eddie Izzard's GLORIOUS.
Principalpoop: hehe hehe hehe
llanwydd: not that I would
Principalpoop: Ockbah!
doctec: next door?
H. STONES: calm down Bob, you dont want to get Poop excited do you
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Funniest observation I heard about the wacky space chick was: "She wore diapers so she wouldn't have to stop...she must have a great car...900 miles on a tank of gas
Principalpoop: i have seen some of his stuff, he is funny
Bunnyboy: doc: They were right there next to your roachclips, where you left them, right?
||||||||| doctec sneaks away to The Sitting Room...
Mudhead: im sure she did the math
||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Bunnyboy, and leaves.
||||||||| doctec has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:31 PM.
||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Dexter Man it's cold Fong, and leaves.
llanwydd: I'll bet she did the meth
||||||||| Principalpoop sneaks away to The Kennels...
Bob D Caterino: wow must have been real heavy to change after nine hundred miles
Mudhead: doctec hows lili /?
||||||||| Principalpoop has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:32 PM.
doctec: actually bb, they were in a box i lost track of - must've been the cannabis, couldn't remember
Principalpoop: woof
||||||||| Bunnyboy walks in and says "It's 9:32 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
doctec: lili is sacked out on the couch at the moment
Bob D Caterino: shhhhhhhhhhhhh poops on
doctec: but if i turn off grey's anatomy, she'll wake up :-)
Mudhead: huggle her from me l8r
cease: i gather her upward trajectory continues, doc?
Principalpoop: no no, that is ralph spoilsport
Bunnyboy: doc: You have Lili in sacks, on the couch? YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!
cease: its definitely not ralph williams
||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:33 PM
Bob D Caterino: Say hi for me because were bringing the war back home, hit it......
Bunnyboy: Wait...it was mental an-goo-ish, wasn't it?
H. STONES: you seem restless tonight Dexter
Mr. Motion: Whatever happened to spot?
doctec: cat: yeah for the most part - she still has a long way to go on many fronts, but at least breathing has ceased to be such a major issue
Principalpoop: fong came in through the bathroom window
cease: thats important
llanwydd: what's this about mental ang-ooish? you mentioned that before
Principalpoop: super news doc
doctec: btw cat and speaking of cannabis, volcano made it onto gizmodo ... http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/gadgets/the-ultimate-stoner-gadget-handson-the-volcano-herb-vaporizer-232962.php
Bob D Caterino: Spot? he is not for sale, oops thats Storm
Dexter Man it's cold Fong hit's Poop with maxwell's Silver Hammer
Bob D Caterino: Was Fong protected and by what?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Stones: More difficult to hit a moving target
Principalpoop: no sugar tonight in my coffee
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 9:35 PM train to Virginia.
doctec: oh and cat: i finally got the word re vid tapes: they will play in mark's daughter hannah's video camcorder
H. STONES: point taken Dex
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| Bunnyboy, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Auditorium.
||||||||| doctec, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Auditorium.
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:35 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bob D Caterino: Hey Elayne
llanwydd: everyone knew her as nancy
||||||||| doctec walks in and says "It's 9:36 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
llanwydd: she was named after a town in france
Dexter Man it's cold Fong thinks it's nice to see the other roooms get some trafficx
Principalpoop: get those kids out of the auditorium, they are not supposed to be in there
||||||||| Bunnyboy climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:36 PM
Mr. Motion: Got to get me one of those!
doctec: single file, no talking!!!!!
Bob D Caterino: Nancy?
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:37 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Principalpoop: bettyjo?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: I gotta whizz!
Bunnyboy: And no talking DURING a nuclear holocaust!
Mr. Motion: No volcano
Principalpoop: ahhh Nancy
Elayne: Aaaand I'm back. I can finally type into this keyboard again...
cease: yeah good article doc
llanwydd: just as cold up here
doctec: there's a new robert & aline crumb comic in this week's new yorker btw
Elayne: Okay, so: FIVE HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS? What's wrong with these people? A piece of paper will do just fine.
Principalpoop: Ockbahhh
llanwydd: in fact I oredered a pizza a little while ago and had to reheat it after it got here
Principalpoop: brrrr llan
cease: maybe it's just hedonism, but i'm very fond of mine, el
Principalpoop: I bid 551
Bob D Caterino: Llan, thats silly, you know they never come up into the hills
llanwydd: what is Okhbaaah. I'm going to go out of my mind if I don't know what it its
Bunnyboy: Quelle est 550.00?
Mr. Motion: It's warmed up here it probably won't drop below 5 or 10 below tonight!
Bob D Caterino: Is that like Akmid?
Principalpoop: a meme, it caught my brain, no meaning, that I am aware of..
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: 75 in Austin yesterday (sorry)
Principalpoop: Akmid?
Principalpoop: Akmid works fine too
Mr. Motion: Achmed?
Bob D Caterino: Yeah 69 here in SC and the weather was warm here too
Bunnyboy: I was laughing at the sticker price for the Variant Jae Lee Sketch Cover of the new DARK TOWER comic. ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS! Get a room, geek!
cease: i'm meming of white christmas
Principalpoop: shouldn't it be 98.6 in Austin?
cease: unless he's dead. then his temperature would fall
llanwydd: that should be in the nieman marcus catalogue, bb
Bob D Caterino: Dont they realize it is a comic book not a first eddition Shake a spear
Bob D Caterino: edition
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: it''s good to have you back again...
Bunnyboy: Patton Oswalt has a wonderful riff on comic geeks (of which he and fellow comedian Brian Posehn are numbered) in THE COMEDIANS OF COMEDY.
Bunnyboy: He compares comic geeks to junkies.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: he's no fun, he's only 75 degrees
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: afk for refill
llanwydd: nieman marcus would sell separate pages for $1000 each
Principalpoop: nieman marcus, the artiste?
Bob D Caterino: I used to collect baseball cards and was awesome at the insode money making of the whole game
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Oswalt's pretty funny. Like his stuff...
Elayne: Y'all are trying to taunt me now that I have a side job involving comic geeks, aren't ya? :)
llanwydd: the department store for the rich and stupid
Bob D Caterino: bought a million bucks worth of cards and some them all. I made a killing wel into the hundreds of dollars
Principalpoop: taunt? never, we are mocking you
Bob D Caterino: sold not some
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Bob
Bunnyboy: Why, no, Ms. Elayyyyyne...
Bunnyboy chortle into his piggy fist
cease: taunt you? never, el. i'm delighted for you
Elayne: In any case, I don't think the sketch cover variant is that rare. And it's pretty easy to get Jae's autograph. But dang, he looks like he's around 12 or something.
Principalpoop guffaws
Bob D Caterino: Elayne, never
Elayne: Jae was one of the folks signing Marvel's 9-11 benefit comic along with Robin and others.
llanwydd: I saw a model train in the nieman marcus cataloge. It ran on a solid gold track and had freight cars carrying diamonds, rubies and other gems and the whole thing cost $100,000
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Simply marvelous...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: refilled
Principalpoop: i should have kept my collection, instead of trading it for, well, I admit it, drugs
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: SuperShrub to the rescue!
Bunnyboy: There are a ton of artists and writers coming to this year's Emerald City Comicon, including Terry Moore.
doctec: hey e, have a question re a rare comic book ... hang on, let me get it
Principalpoop: wb fong
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Wherever evil-dooers lurk, SuperShrub with send your kids!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: thanks Prince
Bunnyboy: He must have more time on his hands, now that STRANGERS IN PARADISE is winding down.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Tween: Well said
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: =)
Elayne: Bunnyboy, Laura's trying to get me out there to go to it.:)
Bob D Caterino: my abbott and costello comic books are well worth the buck I sold them for, bought for fifteen cents
Elayne: Only if ComicMix pays my way...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:47 PM, dragging Bubba's Brain by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Bunnyboy: Poop: It's a lateral trade. Drugs for drugs. Fantasy for fallacy.
llanwydd: hey, other bb!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I vouch for that Fireheqad
Elayne: Yo Bubba!
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Bubba... a bit chilly in Hoosierland, from what I hear
Bunnyboy: lo Bub!
cease: hi bub.
Bubba's Brain: Hey, all
Principalpoop: yes bb, I had already ready them, they could not alter my consciousness again
llanwydd: I have a small collection of "Tales From the Crypt", "Vault of Horror", etc
Principalpoop: hello BB
Bubba's Brain: Yes, tween. Sub-zero tonight
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Bring in the pets weather
cease: you sell more product than that, bub
doctec: e: dang it, can't find it right now! will email you about it later.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bubba: I commiserate
Principalpoop: brrrr, our snow is melting
Bob D Caterino: elayne, the human price guide
Bubba's Brain: than what? cat?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Bob
llanwydd: my part of NY state escaped the snow
llanwydd: so far
cease: for now, llan
boney: Here's a photo of Rodney Bingenheimer posing with Andy Warhol. That part of it isn't Photoshopped. http://www.sito.org/cgi-bin/gridcosm/gridcosm?level=2259
doctec: hey bb - how are things going?
Elayne: Not a problem, Tom. If I don't know the answer I assume Robin will.
Bunnyboy: Well, that's it. We gotta cheerlead Phil Austin into getting the guys to complete PINK HOTEL.
Principalpoop: so far, our house is very very very very very nice house
Bubba's Brain: okay, doc.
cease: indeed, bun
Bunnyboy: Is that BB or Bb? I'm great!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Boney: Wasn't Rodney one of the original members of the Velvet Undergroud
Bob D Caterino: Elayne, are you Batman?
Bob D Caterino: With two cats in the yard?
cease: but he repeats the lads need to be dragged into doing stuff for bread
llanwydd: pink hotel isn't complete?
Principalpoop: that is him, I saw that movie
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: _that's_ what I call a collage...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Two Catwomen in the yard
cease: a lot of very's poop
Principalpoop: yes, life used to be so hard
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn gets out at 9:51 PM.
Elayne: No, Bob, nobody's ever asked where I get those wonderful toys. But have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: They don't have the full set
cease: i'm no woman
Mr. Motion: Hey Merl
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mucho Gusto Merlyn
llanwydd: hey Merl!
cease: merl
Principalpoop: yes, it is quite nice cat
Principalpoop: hello M
Merlyn: windy, eh dex?
cease: finsh reagan mystery?
Bubba's Brain: hey, Merl
Bob D Caterino: But Principal, Everything is easy cause of you.
Elayne: Hi Merlyn!
Mr. Motion: Elayne were you ever stung by a dead bee?
Bunnyboy: I found out today that Orson Welles wanted to direct and star in a movie version of BATMAN, back in the 40's.
cease: i hope to have one of those one of these days
boney: Mayor of the Sunset Strip http://imdb.com/title/tt0230512/
Principalpoop: and I will never have that recipe againnnnnnnnn
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mr. Motion: Have you ever heard the song of the mocking bird
Bunnyboy: And his casting thought for the Joker: James Cagney. Wow!
llanwydd: citizen wayne
Mr. Motion: Ah yep!
Bob D Caterino: Pp, been their done that. And it did melt in the dark
doctec: lili and i saw the bingenheimer documentary - we rented it one night last year
Bob D Caterino: there
boney: Hi Elayne! Your blog is now one of my Technorati Favorites
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: =))
Merlyn: llol llan
Principalpoop: no no, someone left it out in the rain
Bunnyboy: Fizzies are back. www.fizzies.com
doctec: it's pretty amazing and a little creepy
Mudhead: but did it melt in your hand?
Elayne: No, Mr. Motion, but I almost got arrested in Buchsrest for writing "do be a do be" on a piece of paper when I was a teenager. Does that count?
Bob D Caterino: I remember fizzies
ah,clem: ...
Elayne: (argh... Bucharest... sorry, my finger doesn't type the "a" key right)
Principalpoop: melts in your mouth, not your hand hehe
doctec: egads - fizzies - brings back memories
Merlyn: so now they work without plutonium?
Mr. Motion: Don't know E I'll have to ask Walter?
Bunnyboy: Plutonium is not a staple.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: They even work without pajapams
Bob D Caterino: How about smoke a doobie not another gang member
Principalpoop: dooby dooby dooo, strangers in the night, exchanging glances
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: or pajamas
doctec: fizzies: instant fake soda
cease: my ability to put fingers on keys varies
Bunnyboy: "The workers will not work without their daily plutonium ration!"
Mr. Motion: Almost forgot the theatre trailer is ready along with the new poster. http://wthemovie.com I'm in it but don't blink or you'll miss me!
Principalpoop: ahhh fizzies, we put them directly in our mouths, like criminals... it was forbidden...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bunny: Quite right..this is not some kind of pajama game
Bob D Caterino: I do impressions, wanna hear some just ask, I will do anyone, wow that didn't sound cool.
Mudhead: Im callin it a night, see ya soon dear friends
boney: http://www.technorati.com/profile/n800doodle
||||||||| Mudhead scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 9:56 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
doctec: nite mudhead
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Tweeny'sEvilTwin close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: me too bob, judy judy judy
Bunnyboy: This is my 2nd time listening to BY THE LIGHT OF THE SILVERY. I didn't care much for it the first time. It grows on me.
cease: mud
Bunnyboy: nite Richard!
Principalpoop: be well mud
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night Mud
cease: hes played it more than twice this year, bun
Bob D Caterino: Bunny, who is singing it? Fred and Ethyl
ah,clem: like a fungus, Bunny
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bunny: Silvery is one of Firesigns most Goonish scripts
Principalpoop: the fungus among us
Bob D Caterino: Never heard it.
Bunnyboy: cat: It's the first time I've heard it on CNI. The first time was a few months ago, on my very own Lodestone copy. *INSERT PINK HOTEL PLUG HERE*
Bob D Caterino: Or have I???
boney: Here you are, Elayne. http://www.technorati.com/faves/n800doodle
cease: tis a big favourite around here, bun
Bubba's Brain: Thanks for the plug.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Have you what??
cease: goonish.
Bunnyboy: Speaking of Fred and Ethel, I read a great anecdote today.
Elayne: Cool, Boney, I'm "sorted by freshness"!
llanwydd: do tell bb
||||||||| 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 Tween'sAngels gets out at 9:59 PM.
Elayne: Evenin' Tween!
Tween'sAngels: is this thing on?
Principalpoop: thumpa thump tween
Bunnyboy: When William Frawley died, Vivian Vance declared: "Champagne for Everyone!"
boney: I read the RSS of my Technorati Faves in Google Reader
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Tween's kinda like an Amoeba tonight
cease: lol bun
cease: yu read ossman novel, merl?
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| JustAnotherGov'tTweeny - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob D Caterino: two canibals are eating by the river. One says I really hate my mother in law. The other says "Do what I do, just eat the potatoes
Merlyn: not yet cat
llanwydd: that seems rather callous
Principalpoop: demonic amoeba
Tween'sAngels: good one, Bob ;-)
Dexter Man it's cold Fong gives Bob D a budda bing
||||||||| At 10:00 PM, H. STONES vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Bob D Caterino: Oh she hated being married to that old bastardo
cease: you may wish to read my review til you fnish book
Bunnyboy: Viv and Bill couldn't stand each other.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| "10:01 PM? 10:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "H. Stones should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as H. Stones enters and sits in the comfy chair.
doctec: that
cease: i would love to read review by someone who didnt know ossman's firesign work
Principalpoop: wb stones
llanwydd: one cannibal says to the other, "Am I late for dinner?" and the other one says "Yeah, everyone's eaten
H. Stones: ty Poop
doctec: that's why they played such an effective married couple i guess...
Tween'sAngels: Quite the revolving door we have this evening...
Principalpoop: one cannibal says to the other, did that clown taste funny to you?
Bob D Caterino: well she thought of herself as a sexy woman which she was not and he wore his pants up to his manboobs
Tween'sAngels: Yum yum
H. Stones: sounds like a Vista Firewall Tween
Tween'sAngels: OS X Vista... I shudder at the thought
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Anyone hear from Kend^
Tween'sAngels: Not recently
Bob D Caterino: You mentiond a music group before, either they are giants or they are not, now, which is it?
Principalpoop: i may go look for my win98 disks
doctec: smart obit for vista & ms ... http://www.informationarbitrage.com/2007/02/microsoft_revis.html
H. Stones: i might know Bob
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Or you might not
H. Stones: true
doctec: dex: doc headphones called me on my cell last weekend!
Bunnyboy: Imagine Shirley MacLaine as Joe Gideon's wife in ALL THAT JAZZ. Too bad they couldn't agree on the money stuff.
H. Stones: but i know why Oysters dont give to charity
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: But Bob's you uncle
boney: brb
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: And.....?
||||||||| At 10:04 PM, boney vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
doctec: he's dumping comcast, not sure when he'll be online again - looking into getting dsl
Bob D Caterino: Your not the boss of me now
Principalpoop: why not stones?
doctec: he's working his ass off too - not much time for anything extracurricular
Tween'sAngels: Think I may have computer issues this evening. Maybe back later...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob D: Yassuh
||||||||| Tween'sAngels departs at 10:05 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bob D Caterino: and your not so big
Principalpoop: good luck tween
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Thanks Doc
Bunnyboy: Life Is Unfair.
doctec: welcome to the suck
H. Stones: becaus Poop, they are Shelfish
cease: and death is fairer?
Bob D Caterino: Wat that a song before the show or written for the show?
Principalpoop: slowly I turn stones
Bob D Caterino: Merl, thanks for that pic post
Principalpoop: step by step
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Slowly I turned, stoned
Merlyn: ok bob
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: very slowly
Bunnyboy: Time to feed the family. May BBL. Bub-bye!
H. Stones: sorry about that Poop, something must have come over me
Elayne: Must go for the evening. Next week, all!
Bob D Caterino: I remember that show, I watched way too much television
doctec: leave no stoner unturned
||||||||| 10:06 PM -- Elayne left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
llanwydd: a termite walks into a bar and says "Where is the bar tender?"
doctec: nite bunny
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: maybe turning in this direction is not a good idea
Bunnyboy: nite El!
Principalpoop: night E, Ockbah!
doctec: nite e
cease: el
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: slowly I turned in the other direction
Bob D Caterino: Elayne, stay healthy and have a great night
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Wait a minute! I not moving....OI
llanwydd: what the hell is Ockhbahhh? please tell me or I'll go nuts
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I'm paralized
Bubba's Brain: hrd 2 typ hldng wifs hnd
||||||||| 10:08 PM -- Bunnyboy left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Bob D Caterino: lol a mushroom walks into a bar. The battender says "We dont serve your kind here, The mushroom says "Why Im a fungi
Principalpoop: i told you already llan, a funny word, like yowzah and plebney
doctec: ockbah winfrey?
cease: bun
Principalpoop: ahh the wife got BB hehe
Bob D Caterino: Yeah, hart to type holding um so, hows the comic book business
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night (apparently) a few people
Principalpoop: early bus
llanwydd: a bar walks into a guy. would be interesting if it had a punchline
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Tweeny'sEvilTwin - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob D Caterino: Hey Llan, remember the organ leroy remark at the Town hall show. Organ Leroy was noodling at his noodle again
Merlyn: uh-oh, I have a cold
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Both Cols
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: cold...double play
Principalpoop: cough cough
doctec: a man walks into a nightclub with a beautiful arm on his girl
Bob D Caterino: A bar walks into a guy, he says Oh my nose.
cease: it's called Winter
llanwydd: I see
cease: and the arm says
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: On her or offer?
Bob D Caterino: At forth and drucker he ......
doctec: off her, your honor
llanwydd: LOL bob
Principalpoop: Would I? Pegleg!
Bob D Caterino: Ill go to alska and Il ask her
Bob D Caterino: jeeze I can't spell to save my life.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: What did Dela wear boys?
Principalpoop: Lettuce pray.
doctec: spell "syzygy" or we'll kill you. oh, wait...
Bob D Caterino: lol
Principalpoop: I am fine, Hawaii?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Lettuce spray...a liquid division of US Plus
Bob D Caterino: syzgy
Bob D Caterino: damn it I even got that wrong
doctec: ...and here i thought i gave it away!
Principalpoop: sysygy damn, let me get my affairs in order, shirley then jane then
doctec: good thing this gun is loaded with blanks
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: That's right folks, we're giving it away
llanwydd: a husband and wife are sitting together in the living room. the husband says. "I don't ever want to be in a vegetative state depending on a machine. If that ever happens, pull the plug". So his wife reaches over and unplugs the TV
doctec: stop calling me shirley!
cease: mel?
Bob D Caterino: lol
cease: he's not usually loaded
Bob D Caterino: Im a lock smith and Im a lock smith
Principalpoop: he dribbled before he shot
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Now type exercise two
H. Stones: my dog is a locksmith Bob
Principalpoop: you have a dog stones?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: My dog is a Scottish Loch Smythe
Bob D Caterino: Who are you and how did you get in here
H. Stones: yes, hes a rare breed, a Locksmith
cease: is it a monster?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Listen to me...I am your Proctor
H. Stones: no
doctec: we call him "nessie
doctec: "
llanwydd: Q: how do you introduce a hamburger? A: Meet Patty
Principalpoop: you are late ahh, clem, a bus left with many already
doctec: hello, ball...
Bubba's Brain: asdfsdasd
Bob D Caterino: I have a jack russel who thinks she s a jane russel. but life goes on bra
H. Stones: i would rather have my Locksmith
Principalpoop: obladi ophrabra
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: dsadsfdsa
ah,clem: or the bus was early...
Principalpoop: hehe BB hehe you said asdfasdf hehe
doctec: zxcvcxz
Principalpoop: yes, the bus was early
Bob D Caterino: Ok, the small dog lays between my wife and I. I wake up to find this small dog as hard as a rock. I tried to punch it to see if it is alive or not
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: I had me one of them Nipsy Russells but she was busted by animal control for DUI
Bob D Caterino: Then I keep rubbing it and it still doesnt move. My wife wakes up and says, thats not the dog
Principalpoop: ahhh a whizzz
llanwydd: I wonder if Nipsey and Mark Russell were related
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: LOL You gonna be here all wek? An how's the veal
Bob D Caterino: Did your nipsy bark out a lot of poetry
doctec: separated at birth?
Bubba's Brain: Still here.
doctec: i'll tip the waitress ... i swear i will!
Principalpoop: bob was vaccinated with a phonograph needle, he has not stopped talking
Bubba's Brain: she's no fun, she fell right over
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: My Nipsey is never Tipsy, I do believe he might be Gypsy
cease: hey bub, sold any tireibiter novels?
Principalpoop: pick her up, dust her off, and start all over again
Bubba's Brain: a few.
Bob D Caterino: If I stop talking I will die
cease: i reviewed it on my blog. maybe someone will be inspired to buy it. maybe not
Principalpoop: a gypsey nipsey, those are rare, you could trade it for a palestian palomino
cease: you will do both eventually, bob
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Move to the lighted microphone Bob
llanwydd: I die every night
Bubba's Brain: I'll take a look.
doctec: any palomino is a friend of mine
cease: ahclem has come thruough
Principalpoop: frigate matilda
Bob D Caterino: Pal o mine I see you got my vire
cease: that was seemless
Bob D Caterino: wow that is a very old reference that no one will ever know
Principalpoop: so sew me
llanwydd: pantomime horse?
Bob D Caterino: Wont you come frig in the riggin with me?
doctec: pantomime goose!
Bob D Caterino: oh we swung from the bunks and bungged another cabion boy
llanwydd: do you like gooses?
Principalpoop: neigh neigh llan
Bubba's Brain: Stop that!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Hoist your canvas mate. plenty of time for that when we make port
Bob D Caterino: wont you come frig old matilda with me
Bob D Caterino: Dex, get that cold hook out of there
Principalpoop: yes stop that
Bob D Caterino: Dex, we make our own port?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All hooks pre-heated by Body Warmth
Principalpoop: ie 7 brainfarted
Bubba's Brain: We make it in a storm....
Bob D Caterino: Un drang
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Yes, Port..no more of that faux Shiraz
llanwydd: any port in the storm
Bubba's Brain: Faux Shiraz Shiraz, whatever will be, will be....
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Any Gail in a port
llanwydd: port and cigars in the war room
Bob D Caterino: Starboard is the front and the port is in the ise box
Principalpoop: riders on the storm, into this horse we're born, la didi dada
doctec: oh porter...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Doris? Is that you? Hey There........
llanwydd: in da isa box?
H. Stones: ok friends its late and i am knackered so i will call it a day i think
Bubba's Brain: He's the porter boy for....
doctec: fading fast guys, and have to get up early tomorrow - lili's got an early appt, i have to get her going earlier than she's used to. check y'all later!!!!!
Bob D Caterino: I didnt watch flicka when it was on the tele and I wont head to a movie theatre to see it either.
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.......................
Principalpoop: kay sera sera
Merlyn: bye doc
||||||||| doctec departs at 10:26 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bob D Caterino: Well you keep rolling Stones
H. Stones: thanks for the fun as usual and special thanks to clem o course
Bubba's Brain: nite stones.
Principalpoop: best of luck Doc, ciaooo
Bubba's Brain: nite doc
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: He meant ISA BOX...Capital letters by UPPER Case
Principalpoop: stones to night night night
H. Stones: have a good week all and try to stay warm
Bubba's Brain: Meeee tooooooo.
||||||||| At 10:27 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bubba's Brain!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
llanwydd: nite stones!
Principalpoop: hehe horny pipe hehe
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night Doc and Keep on getting better lILI
cease: stones
H. Stones: good night all
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: nIGHT bUBBA
cease: doc
Principalpoop: have fun BB, night
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: COol
cease: bub
||||||||| H. Stones rushes off, saying "10:28 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Bob D Caterino: I think you are all imposters tonight/ What is the secret password?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Nioght Stones
ah,clem: they are fading fast, and early...
Principalpoop: Ockbah!
Principalpoop: it is the cold maybe
Bob D Caterino: Oh you are really the gang
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob the scet pass word is , okay?
llanwydd: Oshkosh!
ah,clem: could be
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: afk
cease: you still here, merl?
Principalpoop: he told us, the secret password is ;What'
Merlyn: yeah, multitasking
Principalpoop: get the orcs M
ah,clem: I'll never be tricked into telling it, it's a secret
cease: you see the firesign ref in ny review of pynchon novel?
cease: i thought i mentoiined it before
llanwydd: no one is likely to say the password so we'll have to change it
Bob D Caterino: I was watching some of the podcasts of Firesign on XM and my wife said "Their not doing anything." I said "Oh yes they are, there being the firesign theatre
Merlyn: I haven't seen your review, did you link it?
cease: good point, bob
Principalpoop: last I saw was a resto review
cease: my review of ossman? yes i mentinoed link earlier tonight
cease: its latest blog post. though will review freakomics next
Bob D Caterino: I am going to stop talking for a while
cease: no the new one is ossmans book
Merlyn: of phynchon, cat
Merlyn: pynchon
Bob D Caterino: But I wont stop typing heh heh heh
Merlyn: inchon
cease: i was talking about the ny review of books review of new pynchon
Principalpoop: ahhh your page has been updated since I last visitated
Bob D Caterino: post the page again pleaseeee
cease: i just thought firesign fans should know. i sent it to austin.
Principalpoop: no, don't bob, stay alive
Bob D Caterino: I cant breed
Principalpoop: feel the earth move under your feet bob
Bob D Caterino: Wow I am strutting
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Throw a towel over it
Bob D Caterino: i will do some pushups
cease: there doesnt seem to be a group i can post to about firesign news
Principalpoop: i str str strutter too
Merlyn: which book, cat?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: How about The Institute of Foreign Study
cease: latest pynchon novel
Bob D Caterino: Wikipedia
cease: supposed to be a brick
Bob D Caterino: Is that Monty Pynchon?
Principalpoop: is it any good? wait, don't spoil it
cease: brick a pedia? wick a pedia?
Merlyn: 'against the day'?
cease: crying 49 tear drops
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Sieze the Carp
llanwydd: monty pathos
Principalpoop: i could not read that online, the colors and font olalala
cease: havnet read it, but it gets compared to firesign in ny reveiw
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Make Gefulte Fish
Bob D Caterino: Thomas R. Pynchon ?
Bob D Caterino: V?
Principalpoop: mrs pynchon, from that tv show?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Nein "W"
Bob D Caterino: never heard of him
Merlyn: http://www.nybooks.com/articles/19771
cease: good work, merl
Merlyn: Yeah, I noticed that when I got a google news email on it
cease: ive read all his books. i'll read this one too
Merlyn: [Pynchon's] jokes are as funny as any to be found in High Lit, now or ever, with a lunatic free-associative glee that links him to the Marx Brothers (a very young Groucho appears fleetingly), the L.A. comedy troupe called The Firesign Theater, and the creators of the children's cartoon Rocky and Bullwinkle.
Bob D Caterino: Mr Grant?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mr? Mr?
cease: ive read many reviews by him in nyrev
llanwydd: anybody got an old car for sale? Seriously, I need one quick and I can raise only about $500
cease: very good
llanwydd: I'll fly out to where you are and drive it home
cease: i would imagine there are such things as used cars for sale, llan
Principalpoop: Pynchon, groucho and bullwinkle, impressive company that
Bob D Caterino: Sorry, only have one
cease: i suspect that review will sell more pynchon books than my review will sell ossman books
llanwydd: well, I know that, but I like to go through friends and relatives when I buy cars. I get a better deal that way
Bob D Caterino: Pynchon I never heard of but Jay Ward I have, what have I done........
Principalpoop: i only have one
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: You think?
cease: lol dex
Bob D Caterino: Therefore I am?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: Seems like the last dea; frpm a friend wasm
cease: was it you with the jay ward story from last week?
llanwydd: I told you about the ticket I got a couple of weeks ago
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: wasn't
Principalpoop: nobody I know reads the new york times book review hehe
llanwydd: or was it last week?
cease: a hop in hell about american crime
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Poop: I don't read it, but I collect it
Principalpoop: yes llan, you insulted the policeman by the way you looked at him?
cease: how beautifully meetered this album is
llanwydd: not quite, princ
Bob D Caterino: Help, its the police
Principalpoop: anyway, on with the story...
cease: they were here in vancouver recently
llanwydd: I never even read the books they review
cease: apparently they'll reunite
cease: or at least for this grammy thing
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: It's only the Emmy'd
Bob D Caterino: Yeah, they need money now
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: 's
Principalpoop: you looked at the judge using the same sneer?
cease: they were practicing when i was buying groceries next door
Bob D Caterino: No, and a tour also
llanwydd: anyway my car won't pass inspection ever again. the frames rotted
Principalpoop: I heard that, every breath you take
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Tojour la tour
Bob D Caterino: ROXXXXXXXXanne
cease: help, its the police
Principalpoop: ouch llan ouch
Principalpoop: ouch, that is going to sting
Bob D Caterino: In South Carolina there is no inspection and cars are rotted and no one cares
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Every place you go etc............
Bob D Caterino: Sting Gasachorn
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob and Buddy's illegitimate adopted child
ah,clem: ...
cease: good to hear both together, clem
Principalpoop: joe from chicago
||||||||| 10:46 PM: porgie 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!"
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Ah.clem refreshes himself
Bob D Caterino: I am leaving to meet up with a nun I am pressuring to have cyber sex with. I think she is going to break any moment
llanwydd: hey porge!
cease: new charactrer enter
Principalpoop: ahh mister porgie
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hey Porgee
cease: ok bob
cease: nun
porgie: don't let the lights go out
Principalpoop: hehe bob hehe
porgie: Giant Rats
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: If Nun, enter none
ah,clem: just a bit of that coca powder
Bob D Caterino: I am showing her how to use rosary beads.
Bob D Caterino: I am cath o lick after all
Bob D Caterino: oh crap wrong room
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Twice
Principalpoop: holy moly yes wrong chat
ah,clem: lol Bob
Bob D Caterino: I meant to say, I never meet none on here
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bless you, my chhild
Bob D Caterino: the only good porn is a dead porn
Principalpoop: sure you can, but you go to meet them and msnbc and the police are waiting for you
Bob D Caterino: I have to see Father Voyeur about this.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Don't listen to the voices Bob
Principalpoop: kneel and swallow this hehe
Bob D Caterino: I wrote an artical and msnbc put it up. I cal Oprah Winfry Opie Windbag and they must have read it and pulled it
Merlyn: "now pull the other one"
Bob D Caterino: Porn? no porn no porno
Principalpoop: opie turned out ok, I liked american graffitti
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: ppppphhhhhtttt!
Bob D Caterino: Stop torturing me, you guys dont understand, in radio prison you rot brain
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: He's an intersting director
Principalpoop: Ockbah bob
Bob D Caterino: Does he have to put his bro in everything?
Principalpoop: bald as the day is long, my mentor
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Habkco
Bob D Caterino: the days must be getting myghty short around there
cease: a long bald mentor?
Bob D Caterino: A long tall sally
llanwydd: well, it's been great fun as always. I will see you all on quinze fevrier
cease: glutomoto: the porn years
Principalpoop: wait, wrong chat
Bob D Caterino: myghty? wow spel check doesnt know what to make of it
Principalpoop: good luck llan, sorry about your frame
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Spreak Engrishtloop
Bob D Caterino: Yeah I must be blowing in the wind myself
Principalpoop: yahhhhsir
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night llan and Bob
cease: llan
Bob D Caterino: wait a minute, didnt i say that on the other side of the record?
cease: bob
Bob D Caterino: I better check
Principalpoop: toodles bob, knock knock jokes next week?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Turn over ........and don't hog the coevers
Bob D Caterino: nite all one link before I go even though I hate shameless plugs
Principalpoop: orange you glad I didn't say banana?
Bob D Caterino: 9http://www.geocities.com/goombabobby)
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: The blinding red llight
Bob D Caterino: knock knock
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: =))
Bob D Caterino: iatola
Bob D Caterino: iatola you once iotola you twice
Principalpoop: who's there?
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:56 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bob D Caterino by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cease: banana nose
Principalpoop: who's there?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: orange you glad I didn't te;;ya three times
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: tell
Principalpoop: lool
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:57 PM, dragging Laura Hawkmoth by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Principalpoop: hello laura
cease: hello laura
Laura Hawkmoth: Catherwood, please! not at a time like this! hello, everyone.
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:57 PM, exactly!"
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: It'a Laura
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:57 PM and late as usual, it's Bob the romantical, just back from Stratford."
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: and she's only a dream
Principalpoop: wb bob
Bob the romantical: Well iif it isnt the loverly Laura
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Yoour's stalking me!
Bob the romantical: How is the all beautiful this now that you are here wonderful evening
Laura Hawkmoth: Someone's been peering into their radio speakers again.
Principalpoop: hawkmoth, are you from the Hellmouth Hawkmoths?
Laura Hawkmoth: I went to the Hellmouth once. Lovely place. they really know how to cook a steak.
Laura Hawkmoth: and then, as they still have a vampire problem, we had to stake the cook.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Maybe Laura is from the Pink Hotel
Bob the romantical: Got the bum stear huh
Principalpoop: not as good as the tri-cities but yes
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob the romantical: Eat or be eaten I always say
Principalpoop: uh oh, the plague
Laura Hawkmoth: Now that you mention it, there WAS a bum. He kept asking for change.
Laura Hawkmoth: So, we exchanged him for a different bum.
cease: a visitor from the pink hotel album to be
Principalpoop: sugarpie honeybunch
Bob the romantical: whispers..... the plague
cease: did you turn him into a tree?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: That wasn't a bum, that was a democrat
Bob the romantical: A bum walks up to me and says "I havent had a shot for almost a week so I shot him.
Principalpoop: maybe a newt? a republican?
Laura Hawkmoth: No, but we did turn the car into a tree. It was nice going down the highway...the leaves blowing in the breeze...
Principalpoop: i love the vinyl, thanks ahh, clem
Laura Hawkmoth: How would turning Newt into a republican be all that much of a change?
ah,clem: Bambi is home BTW
ah,clem: just got here
Bob the romantical: Well Laura twas very nice meeting you tonight
ah,clem: night all
Principalpoop: ahhh super, WB bambi :D a long drive :(
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: The log pre-cedes tha audio
Laura Hawkmoth: I wouldn't know, I haven't met me yet.
Principalpoop: night and thanks, have a super week keepers of the root
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cuidado Clem, racoons
cease: thanks again, clem
Principalpoop: it is nice to be had
Laura Hawkmoth: wait...what are we rooting for?
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 11:03 PM train to Colorado.
Bob the romantical: nite all so much to do before the evening is gone
Principalpoop: the home team, if they don't win it's a shame
Merlyn: I'm a roto-rooter myself
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Poop: As me granny used to say.."Root hog, or die"
Bob the romantical: and its one, two three stikes Im out
||||||||| "11:04 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bob the romantical, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Principalpoop: smart granny
Laura Hawkmoth: I'm more of a rotodialer. What can I say? I just like old phones.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: We rooting for a tie
Laura Hawkmoth: I got this one at the old phones home.
Principalpoop: a rootin tootin kinda sorta roto-rooter M?
Laura Hawkmoth: Indeed, nice tie Dexter.Is it silk?
||||||||| 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 Shadow Lynn Parker falls out at 11:05 PM.
Principalpoop: yes 4 stripes, nice tie
Shadow Lynn Parker: Hi everyone
cease: better old phones than old phonemes
Principalpoop: ahhh the shadow, me and my...
Laura Hawkmoth: Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?
cease: a shadow moves upon the land
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura, No it's knotted satin
cease: how's it shadowing?
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am cool and you all?
Principalpoop: does everyone include me shadow? I am so insecure...
Shadow Lynn Parker: Yes Prince
Laura Hawkmoth: Oh, I'm not into satin. I had a friend who used to belong to the Satinic church, but it was all too soft and shiny for me.
Principalpoop: wow hehe thanks
cease: beats being boiled
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: Dpn't worry. ot's pn;y the usua; eating of the sun by the mon
Shadow Lynn Parker: Who is into satin?
cease: you could see inside yourself?
Laura Hawkmoth: only when I have my Xray specs on.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Satin! Get thee behind ne
Principalpoop: saluminium is better than satin
cease: thanks for the persepctive
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am not just started finding Firesign
cease: i hit send before i edit far too often
cease: you an old pan, shadow?
cease: fan
Principalpoop: ahh, want to bend a couple in the doodah room?
Shadow Lynn Parker: Newbie
cease: what have you heard?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I'm am an old phot
Shadow Lynn Parker: I heard Dwarf and Danger
Laura Hawkmoth: I like editing. I was once a beta for an alphamale who liked to write advice columns for fans.
Shadow Lynn Parker: and two places at once
cease: recently?
Principalpoop: hold it right there
Shadow Lynn Parker: yeah
cease: those are old firesigns. there are some new ones, and their tv show weirdly cool. hafe you seen that?
Laura Hawkmoth: *holds it*
Shadow Lynn Parker: glad too
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Shad: You've made a good start
Shadow Lynn Parker: is it a pickle?
Principalpoop: now hold it over hear, and put down that pickle
cease: there is so much for you to discover. if you like this kind of thing
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Maybe? Why do you ask
Laura Hawkmoth: but I like holding your pickle, principal. >;)
Shadow Lynn Parker: Laura was holding it lol
cease: the 2nd and 3rd album. really good intro
Laura Hawkmoth: special orders don't upset me.
cease: skinner!
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: MMule Skinner
Principalpoop: to late for the cni radio broadcast of firesign tonight, what coast are you on?
Shadow Lynn Parker: Wow, is this a blue time of the evening?
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am in New Jersey but from England
cease: 1115 out there
Shadow Lynn Parker: Where are you blokes from?
Laura Hawkmoth: Looks more like an aquamarine to me.
Principalpoop: ahhh, the evening wore on, and yes it was a blue dress, no red, ahh yes I remember it well
Shadow Lynn Parker: ha ha
cease: im here in north vancouver
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Shadow: Don't work blue...work kinda deep Burgendy
Principalpoop: ahh stones from uk is here often
cease: not far from mr. ossman
Shadow Lynn Parker: BC or AD?
cease: whose new novel i highly reccomend
Laura Hawkmoth: burgundy? don't mind if I do. Just a little glass though.
cease: at least, when high
Principalpoop: ole virginy hehe
Shadow Lynn Parker: all the talk about pickles is making me hungry
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Shad: AC=DC is always in styoe
Principalpoop: drop your load at the giant toad and have a bite
Shadow Lynn Parker: and nobody is opened to deliver
Principalpoop: they never come up in the mountains :(
cease: burgundy delivery?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: afk fpr [arking
Laura Hawkmoth: Oh, I'm open to just about anything...but I don't make housecalls.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: for parking
cease: the service industry of the near future
Principalpoop: Hail Rita Fong
cease: lovely rita
Shadow Lynn Parker: Who is Rita
cease: a japanese measurement (litre)
Principalpoop: sorry no burgundy, the chardonay is alsace this week
Shadow Lynn Parker: ha ha
Shadow Lynn Parker: you funny people
Principalpoop: ahhh a youngster, lovely rita metermaid, by the band that paul mccartney was with before wings?
Shadow Lynn Parker: Im not, I am 35
Laura Hawkmoth: before he had wings he probably fell off of things more easily.
Shadow Lynn Parker: you funny Laura
cease: when the firesign started you were minus 5
Laura Hawkmoth: I try to be.
Shadow Lynn Parker: You all are
Principalpoop: i have shoes older than you shadow, don't take off your shoes
Laura Hawkmoth: It feels like minus 5 now. Man, it's cold.
Shadow Lynn Parker: Even you Prince
Principalpoop: no me, nooo
Principalpoop: Ockbah!
Laura Hawkmoth: I have albums older than Prince.When I spin them I like to party like it's not yet 1999.
Principalpoop: i am dregs, you should have been here earlier
Shadow Lynn Parker: Well we know how insecure you are
cease: shadow, have you heard the firesign cds once or more than once?
Principalpoop blushes
Merlyn: I haven't heard either of those CDs
Shadow Lynn Parker: I have been repeting them all week now and it would seem the more I listen the more I find.
Merlyn: is "more than once" a sequel to "once"?
cease: which, merl?
Principalpoop: ahh yes, that is the magic shadow :)
cease: thats the spirit, shadow
Merlyn: sensors detect humor, captain
||||||||| A stretch dumpster pulls up to the front door at 11:19 PM; Phil Austin gets out and signs a few autographs before entering the Waiting room.
Shadow Lynn Parker: I think he is refering to "Once" and the "More then once"
Merlyn: Hey phil!
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| porgie - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: a magic spirit? ewww no ghosts ewwww no please
Phil Austin: I know it's late. sorry
Shadow Lynn Parker: Ph my god????????
cease: shadow, here he is
Principalpoop: ahhh good evening sir
cease: its never too late for .....
Merlyn: speak of the danger...
Laura Hawkmoth: It's only late if you're in one of THOSE time zones.
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am speechless
Principalpoop: speak and one of the firesign Gods appear...
cease: now is a good time to speak, shadow
Merlyn: is Dexter parking his car or something?
Principalpoop: yes M
cease: yes
Shadow Lynn Parker: I love your work Mr. Austin.
Principalpoop: I agree with shadow
Phil Austin: apologizing for being so late and glad to see so many here
Principalpoop: a couple of busloads of bozos left already
Phil Austin: I didn't look at the log, just got home, so I've got no idea what'[s been happening tonight
Laura Hawkmoth: as are we. glad to see you. except of course, being online, we're not actually seeing you, per se...
Shadow Lynn Parker: I would never beleive one of you guys would come into this room. Awesome
Merlyn: just the usual chitchat
Shadow Lynn Parker: Holding pickles and whatnot
Principalpoop: ahh we were discussing the metaphysical and economic implications of the existence of cheese logs
Merlyn: Phil's the most regular of them; Ossman showed up as Tirebiter to plug his book a few weeks back
Phil Austin: I appear infrequently, shadow
Laura Hawkmoth: now now. I wouldn't brag about that. holding pickles is something I do naturally. Unless they have artificial flavouring.
cease: yes i reviewed his book on my blog which is at www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
cease: he's but a shadow of himself
Shadow Lynn Parker: Mr. Austin is very devoted then.
cease: but he moves upon the land
Phil Austin: ah, catski, you're here. Thanks for being so kind to my stuff in your review
cease: (name of one of his best, indeed Anybody's best plays)
Principalpoop: firesign was mentioned in a NYtimes Pynchon book review, heady company that
Shadow Lynn Parker: What is wrong with artificial ones?
cease: i squeak only the truth, phil
cease: i hope ossman doesnt hate me
Laura Hawkmoth: they just taste so crunchy. only in a fake crunchy way.
||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (11:25 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
ah,clem: hi Phil!
cease: we're all too old to lie to each other
Shadow Lynn Parker: I love Caulessons Pickle
Laura Hawkmoth: does that mean I'm too young to lie with any of you?
ah,clem: night all
Phil Austin: do we have any news on the health progress of Lili?
||||||||| ah,clem is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:26 PM.
Principalpoop: you notice the jars do not use the word pickle, they are called wholes or slices, the word pickle is not used because you must keep them in the refrigerator
cease: not necessarly, mz moth
Laura Hawkmoth: night, clem.
Phil Austin: hi, clem. Is Bambi still awake?
cease: yes doc said she was doing better
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am too new of a fan to chat I will just read away.
Principalpoop: doc says still improving, still has problems, but breathing much much improved
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 11:27 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: wb ahhh clem
Phil Austin: that's good, we want her breathing deeply, the dear thing
cease: dont jsut read, shadow
Principalpoop: yes, super news
ah,clem: she just got back from NJ, but she is home safe and sound, and yes still contious
Shadow Lynn Parker: but I don't know anything
Shadow Lynn Parker: Oh poor thing, why Jersey lol
Phil Austin: shadowlynn: glad to see you here. we love to have new people, believe me
Principalpoop: ockbah shadow, speak your mind, I would, if I had one
cease: you just disocvered dwarf and 2 places. that's where we all wish we were
Shadow Lynn Parker: and what exit?
Laura Hawkmoth: they all believe in you, Mr.Austin, or else we wouldn't be here.
ah,clem: Bambi will be here in a minute
cease: like tinkerbel
Principalpoop: meeting nick for the first time again, ahhhh youth
Phil Austin: poop: my old friend. Alvarado (or is it Pico?) sends his best. You made him what he is today.
ah,clem: Daughter lives there
Shadow Lynn Parker: oh I C
Principalpoop: listen they found their way, oops wrong real
Shadow Lynn Parker: I was a daughter once
cease: still studying indian dancing, phil?
cease: i had a daughter, once
Shadow Lynn Parker: Dad?
Principalpoop: i was so bright my father called me son
cease: son?
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'JustAnotherGov'tTweeny', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:31 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Laura Hawkmoth: The son also sets.
cease: this is turning into the firesign shakespeare scene
ah,clem: good night everyone, Bambi will be with you in a minute
Phil Austin: sun
Shadow Lynn Parker: ha ha
Principalpoop: do any shows in new jersey about 35 years ago Phil?
||||||||| Around 11:31 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset...
Shadow Lynn Parker: God Nite clem
cease: keep on cleming
Merlyn: Hey tween, just in case people have problems with browsers, I'll add an option in the login screen to draw the 'send' button to send text
Principalpoop: oops yes, this chat business is hell on puns
Laura Hawkmoth: I liked that one "I am he, of whom he speaks" That's good enough for me!
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Phil, great to see you here :-)
cease: lol laura
Shadow Lynn Parker: My Brother saw the film at the Capital theater once A firesign film
Phil Austin: poop: I remember one or maybe two shows at Princeton
Principalpoop: wb tween
Phil Austin: hi tween
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I'm in iCab OS X for the moment Merl - works fine, thanks
Principalpoop: ahhh can you spell paternity suit shadow?
Shadow Lynn Parker: Macarter Theater Phil?
Laura Hawkmoth: the only film thing I ever saw was a lipsynch thing. I wasn't sure what to make of it, so I went in and made sandwiches.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: A wonderful line, Laura ;-)
Phil Austin: shadow: exactly the theater
Laura Hawkmoth: thank you, Tweeny. Your line is not so bad either. ;)
Phil Austin: laura: that's Everything You Know is Wrong, the lip-s;ynch spectacular
Merlyn: OK tween, but it wouldn't hurt to make it an option, it already does it if you set it to multiline input or manual update
Principalpoop: what kind of sandwiches? nevermind, I am just hungry...
Shadow Lynn Parker: I have been listening to my brother for so long I had to hear you for myself so I did and now I am hooked
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bambi inside, makes a note of the time (11:34 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: What's my line?
Laura Hawkmoth: That was the one, Mr.A.
Bambi: howdy!
Principalpoop: ahhh the traveler returns
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Then... let's eat!
Principalpoop: hi little dear deer
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey travellin' woman...
Shadow Lynn Parker: Where in Jersey Bambi?
Bambi: yep, safe and sound, grounded safe and sound :-)
Phil Austin: ah, the adorable Bambi arrives. I like your website, but you need a couple more pictures of you and the sleeping Jimmy
cease: good for you, shadow
Bambi: Toms River, NJ
cease: hi bambi
Shadow Lynn Parker: Wow, I live there
Bambi: LOL Phil ... great to see you
Principalpoop: tom has a river? he never told me...
Shadow Lynn Parker: Small world
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: RumpleJimSkin?
Laura Hawkmoth: I've been to New Jersey.
Shadow Lynn Parker: Rumple foreskin?
Phil Austin: Hey, cat. I really like the way your website looks. Is Doc partially responsible?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Then you're home by now!
cease: im watching my cat blues decide whether or not he can jump to the top of the speakers and then to the book shelves
Bambi: hi Cat, Tween, Laura Hawkmoth, Merlyn, PrinceP, Shadow Lynn Parker
Principalpoop: mole skin cookies, yum
Laura Hawkmoth: It was sort of in my way. I was heading for New York.
cease: which website. the seem real one?
cease: doc is in charge of all
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I had a teacher in High School named Lin Parker
Shadow Lynn Parker: Nice to meet all of you guys.
Bambi: LOL, yes I am home by now Tween for sure
cease: i plan to add a japanese part to the bit site when i go to japan this summer
Shadow Lynn Parker: meaning the gals also
Principalpoop: it is nice to be meeted shadow hehe
cease: nice to meet you too, shadow
Phil Austin: caT: THE one you sent me with the ossman review
Shadow Lynn Parker: My real name is Sharon but been called Shadow since I was four or five
Bambi: btw: which website did you see Phil?
cease: you like the name?
Laura Hawkmoth: I went to high school in the school they show at the beginning of "Welcome Back Kotter."
Principalpoop: ahh, the cat is out of the bag now, oops sorry cat, you must be cold with your bag
Shadow Lynn Parker: aura, that is so cool.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: What evil lurks in the hearts of men? Only the Shadow knows... mwahahahah
Bambi: Sharon and Shadow are great names
Principalpoop: K3wL laura
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: No joke Laura?
Laura Hawkmoth: Not the actual school in the show, that is just a TV stage setup. But they show a real school in the opening song, and that is where I went to school.
Phil Austin: BAMBI (she likes it that way): I'm not sure which one, it was a link of this chat, I think. Tech-based
Principalpoop: cat did that already tween, or fong did, or was it me?
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am an author but wont plug here not to worry
cease: phil: oh the blog. no i started that after i visited elayne and doc and lili and dex and manh others 2 years ago
Laura Hawkmoth: Tweeny. no joke. It is called new Utrecht High School and is in Brooklyn.
Bambi: that is cool Laura
Principalpoop: ahhh plug away, no shame here
cease: doc does the websites
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: A new yawker, eh?
Laura Hawkmoth: I thought it was a cute bit of trivia, yes.
Laura Hawkmoth: not anymore. now I live in Vermont.
Shadow Lynn Parker: yes
Principalpoop: wait for the fong, you can compare parking notes
Shadow Lynn Parker: Brook Lyn Parker lol
Bambi: so it's a site with Jimmy (JL, ah,clem) sleeping?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Thank you for the people you send to the House and Senate, Laura ;-)
Principalpoop: ahhh ver mont, green mountains
Phil Austin: my mom was born in montpelier
cease: vermont. ive heard nothing but good things about the place
Shadow Lynn Parker: Where in Vermont? I lived there a few years ago and don;t say Colchester or that would scare me
Principalpoop: gesundheit phil
Shadow Lynn Parker: Isnt that where arney Fife went to work later in the Griffith show?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Any relation to Tom Jefferson, Phil?
Laura Hawkmoth: I won't say Colchester, because it is Burlington. ;)
Phil Austin: poop: thank god you haven't lost your delicate sense of humor
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Shadow
Bambi: LOL
Principalpoop: ahhh they have a coat factory there I think
Laura Hawkmoth: I'd heard that, Mr.A. I had a friend once who was a big fan of yours, he's the one who played me all the albums.
Shadow Lynn Parker: Wow, how is Church street scarey lady lol
Phil Austin: tween: I've lost track of what we were talking about, sorry
Principalpoop: my rapier like wit is sharp as a ahh rapier
Laura Hawkmoth: Five Spice cafe burned down last week. otherwise, not much change.
Shadow Lynn Parker: wow
Laura Hawkmoth: He even had "Roller Maidens" on vinyl.
Principalpoop: ahh, and there is burnt frankecense all over the highway
Phil Austin: laura: you're named after a dear friend of mine - Laura who useed to be our announcer on the Hollywood Niteshifrt and who appears briefly in the Eat or be Eaten video
cease: hard core, laura
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sorry Phil, that was james Madison's home...
Shadow Lynn Parker: I have all the vinyl here, brothers collection but am taking it one step at a time
cease: is that her voice on that album? great voice
Laura Hawkmoth: That's keen, Mr.A. I just liked her voice a lot. when I was a DJ on FreeRadioBurlington I used to sort of imitate it.
Phil Austin: tween: montpelier vt, or va?
Principalpoop: don't overdose, smart
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: VA
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The joke is lost lol
Principalpoop: fare the well lost joke, alas I never knew thee
Shadow Lynn Parker: Not lost just forgotten lol
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: quite lol
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I was going to tuen it into a Sally Hemmings bit...
Principalpoop: that joke shuffled off to buffalo?
Shadow Lynn Parker: you say Virginia and I say vagin.....ah forget that.
Phil Austin: catski: Yeah, that's her voice. Isn't it great? I used to love to listen to her. She eventually got fired off the radio and went to work in downtown LA in some Insurance office, I think. I've lost track of her, more's the pity. A wonderful person, Oooooona loved her too.
Principalpoop: wrong chat shadow hehe
Laura Hawkmoth: I miss doing pirate radio. the FCC sunk us.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: jeeze Shadow...
cease: if you can get her back in front of a microphone, you'd be doing the universe a favour
Shadow Lynn Parker: Wha???
Principalpoop: wow laura, a rebel, did you have a cause or not?
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: There's always the internet, Laura
Phil Austin: Hey, Merl. If you're around. I got an email from you tonight, but I haven't looked at it yet. I will soon.
cease: but you can rise again, laura
Laura Hawkmoth: I was the only one without a cause, Prince. most the rest of the staff were too political for me. I just liked playing music and comedy.
cease: i used to broadcast from a tunnel in ottawa
Shadow Lynn Parker: I used to have Irate radio they called it AM
Merlyn: ok Phil
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Dug by an otter
Merlyn: Looking at putting a 'send' button as an option for the chat
Bambi: someone took over my old blog location on blogspot
Principalpoop: that is the only way, those who try to be serious become jokes, those who joke can be serious or hell, everything I know is wrong
Phil Austin: you mean send for private messages, or a send for email?
cease: if nukes wiped out the capital, i could still broadcast firesign, to my fellow tunnelers
Bambi: and it's got all kinds of weird links on it
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: OS X has been unbelieveable stable, Merl. Might just be a little glitch somewhere that I need to set some utilities upon.
Laura Hawkmoth: YOu need your own crazy little email system in here. The guys that do the kingdomofloathing game have one built into their chat.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Keep digging ;-)
Merlyn: A 'send' button for the text input, because not all browsers do an auto-send if you just type
Laura Hawkmoth: Have any of you ever played kingdomoflaothing?
Phil Austin: tween: I've got 10.4.something on a G5 and I'm very happy with it
Principalpoop: browser ido idio ideosecrin ideoscreincities need more buttons, I like buttons
Bambi: my other personal site where we have our camping pictures is on http://www.jim-fran.com/bambi/
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Same here on a G3. Amazing that it'll run on a system manufactured in 1999.
Phil Austin: bamb: thanks, I'll take a look soon. what did you guys broadcast tonight?
Laura Hawkmoth: dyslexia takes over!!!
Principalpoop: nope laura, can't say that I have
Bambi: I have a Mac Mini with Mac OS X 10.4
Shadow Lynn Parker: Prince, you are as cute as a button
Merlyn: it isn't strictly a bug, tween, it's a common feature. To be maximally flexible, it should work for those browsers
Bambi: really enjoying it quite a bit!
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: G5's the way to go with the PPC Macs. 64-bit architecture, which Tiger also is.
Merlyn: this land is full of browsers (browsers!)
Phil Austin: are we all becoming mac people?
Laura Hawkmoth: it's pretty funny. check it out sometime.
cease: are buttons cute?
Bambi: Clem said he broadcasted Pink Hotel and Giant Rat
Shadow Lynn Parker: I am windows all the way.
Principalpoop: wait, which button? the ~ or { or what?
cease: babies are cute. puppies, kittens, sure, but buttons?
Phil Austin: ah, pink hotel. the lost work
Laura Hawkmoth: I've seen some really nice buttons.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Merlyn - and they all suck...
Principalpoop: yes he did bambi
Shadow Lynn Parker: My grandmother used to say that all the time, maybe I am not cute at all
Bambi: I love the Mac ... and glad to finally have one
cease: yes phil we talked about it. you said there was a possiblity of yuo making it into a full album
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I feel for ya, Shadow
Phil Austin: button babies and button puppies
Principalpoop: belly buttons hehehehe oops wrong chat
Bambi: yes, pink hotel is quite good and Giant Rat is also and a wonderful Classic
Shadow Lynn Parker: I bought some from a button pusher once
Phil Austin: cat: I'm unsure as to the actual possibilities, but It
Phil Austin: certainly a private dream of mine
Shadow Lynn Parker: Mine has a ring in it.
Principalpoop: ahh, they were hot button items i bet
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Giant Rat - classic Firesign
cease: shadow, the next time you come here if you come earlier you can hear fiesign albums and radio stuff from ah clem
Laura Hawkmoth: Mr.A!! sssh! keep private dreams private!!! *L* j/k.
cease: oh i see phil
Shadow Lynn Parker: I have to listen to that next then
cease: i thikn there was an anticipation exageration factor in that factoid
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:53 PM and Jonathan waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: hi jonathan
Bambi: hi Jonathan
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey John...
Laura Hawkmoth: There's that grape I was looking for.
Jonathan: I have proof! I've been to ancient Greece!
Shadow Lynn Parker: Jonathan, are you stalking me again?
cease: i asked earlier if there was a financial problerm and you said more of a political one between the firesign folks, as barrier to new work
Principalpoop: who are you old man?
Bambi: it's nice to see the evolution of HomeLess and Hemlock Stones
Shadow Lynn Parker: oh wrong Jon
Jonathan: Huh?
cease: am i wrong about that, phil?
Jonathan: principalpoop: I'm your husband
Shadow Lynn Parker: sorry, you are not the guy I was thinking of, he is not old nor a thousand years old
cease: old is a lot better than dead, man
Principalpoop: I think not, I am not nancy
Laura Hawkmoth: Sometimes people just stop being as close a friends as they were in college...
cease: hi jon
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: LOL John
Laura Hawkmoth: I never talk to the guy who played me all the Firesign records anymore.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Your turn to wear the dress, P lol
Shadow Lynn Parker: http://geocities.com/shadowparker2003
Principalpoop: bettyjo maybe, on those special night, but I am not nancy
cease: but you still listen to firesign?
cease: that says a lot for them
Phil Austin: I'm back, more's the pity. Is this shadow? http://www.ebookmall.com/ebook/65962-ebook.htm
Shadow Lynn Parker: Have to go, have fun all and it was nice to have met you Mr. Austin.
Laura Hawkmoth: I do. but I had to buy the CDs.
Jonathan: So, I've been looking through the chat archives and we apparently have some Aqua Teen hunger force fans here.
Shadow Lynn Parker: yes but it is very adult rated I am afraid
Laura Hawkmoth: Prince- oh, you knew him too?
Jonathan: I love that show
Laura Hawkmoth: ATHF? they set us up the bomb.
Shadow Lynn Parker: Mr Austin, you work fast
cease: the early leavers should know about this
Principalpoop: night shadow, have a super week
Jonathan: We get signal
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: "Manipulated _buy_ a friend of her daughters"? She was bought?
Principalpoop: adult swim? never heard of it
Laura Hawkmoth: then you will drown.
cease: its called Detour in canada
Shadow Lynn Parker: I have some funny some not
Principalpoop glugs
cease: on our Teletoon
Phil Austin: poop: I like to promote adult swim.l. Cartoon network after ten thirty
Shadow Lynn Parker: Oh, Thanks Phil and all of you. You make a new fan seem so welcome
cease: its called Detour here phil, but we get your shows much later
Shadow Lynn Parker: I watch all the time Phil
Laura Hawkmoth: I'm still pretty fond of "Robot Chicken".
Phil Austin: I'm still looking for anyone who likes 12 oz. Mouse as much as I do
cease: im just discovering Boondocks and it aint new
Jonathan: Speak of the devil. ATHF is just starting where i live
Laura Hawkmoth: a lot of the shows got a little dull after a bit. I was watching an old Sealab the other day though.
||||||||| Shadow Lynn Parker says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Shadow Lynn Parker exits at 12:00 AM.
Phil Austin: jonathon: I would say that Oooooona's favorite is ATHF. And Boston's, of course.
Laura Hawkmoth: We are all searching for something, Mr.A. *L*
cease: doctec cam eover with dvds of sealab and it was good but i dont think id want to warch it forefver
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Never heard of it, Phil
||||||||| 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: hello seekers
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All
Jonathan: Ooooooooooooooooooona has good taste in toons
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: (mouse)
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hi Phil
Phil Austin: Laura: yeah, sealab is definitely an acquired taste. Not the charm of futurama or family guy
Principalpoop: wb fong
Laura Hawkmoth: I like...uh oh, can I spell this right? Metalocalypse?
cease: they come, they go
Phil Austin: hi, dex. Parking?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Phil: Parked!!
Principalpoop: all must play the piano
cease: im trying to like space ghost cuz you recomend it phil, but....
Merlyn: and lock it
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All must play the Banjo
Merlyn: Space Ghost has a couple Firesign references in it
Laura Hawkmoth: I like the ep of Space Ghost Dave Grohl guested on. "So what is Foo and why are you fighting it?"
Jonathan: Lol. It's the one where Meatwad loses his brain and has to use a chicken
Merlyn: one was about Sectors R and N
cease: is it over?
Laura Hawkmoth: I want to play a zanzithophone, but I don't know where to find one.
Phil Austin: laura: yeah, I know. Metalocalypse (spelling optional) is odd in a lot of ways. The guy who does it is working on releasing stuff with the same company that FST is using for the Nick Danger box set
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Over there?
Laura Hawkmoth: Really? neat!
Principalpoop: strumming on the old banjo, singing fe fi fiddily fo
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Any ETA on the boxed set, Phil?
Jonathan: Hey Phil, if you don't mind my asking, I found some new Firesign Theatre bits on youtube over old movie footage, but where is dave Ossman?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong sings " Susannah dont you cly"
Jonathan: And who's the woman?
Phil Austin: I love the timing on the middle period and later Space Ghosts. Nobody uses silence better. There's also the odd charm of the Brak show, a spinoff of Space Ghost ()coast to coast)
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: ding-ding-ding-de-de-de-ding-ding-ding....
Laura Hawkmoth: There was a really beat up old out of key harpsichord in the music building at Goddard college back when I lived in Montpelier...at that time, I used to do a radio show in Plainfield instead.
Laura Hawkmoth: I like Brak's song about beans.
Principalpoop: my dingaling, everybody sing
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: Instead of what?
cease: u like boondocks, phil?
Phil Austin: jonathon: that's the three of us when David left us and went to work on NPR for a few years. I'm trying to remember the woman. It's just voices, so maybe it's proctor's ex-girlfriend Diane Davisson
Principalpoop: harpo played a harpsichord
cease: hence, harpo
Laura Hawkmoth: I like Brak's song about beans instead of.... sitting in subzero weather in a miniskirt?
Principalpoop: voila
Laura Hawkmoth: Harpo played a viola?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: ecndeH, Oprah
Principalpoop: no, viola was the sister, vivian vance played the piano
Phil Austin: cat: I pretty much hated Boondocks in its newspaper manifestation, but was won over by the tv stuff, which seems to me to be really interestin. Hueyt is a much more reasonable character on tv, i think. Likewise Riley
Laura Hawkmoth: I used to play a psaltry, but the one I had got stolen by a lady in Georgia. I have a new one, but it won't stay in tune.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: You played a chicken?
Principalpoop: you psaltry femme fatale you
Phil Austin: is a psaltry something like a recorder?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: Oh pshaw, child...
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I remember Psaltry Dog
Principalpoop: the episode with the pimp and whore and the dad was unusual fare...
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Jonathan - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: ive seen only a few newspaper boondocks fromwhen i was briefly in la last year or 2
Laura Hawkmoth: no, it's a thing with 16 to 22 strings.
Laura Hawkmoth: You can play it with one or two bows.
cease: so the toon is new to me. the martin luthter knig episode i rank with duck man as best cartoon ever
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Well, all I can say is... there's some great material out there if the FST ever wants to make another album. My suggestion for a title is "The Firesign Theatre's National Identity Album".
Dexter Man it's cold Fong bpws deeply
Laura Hawkmoth: I learned to play from a guy named Gregg Schneeman.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: bows
cease: at the end of the ossman novel there's a plug for a new firesign product
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Best to you and yours Phil, and all the members of the Firesign and their families :-)
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I learned it from a Visigoth who learned it from a Vandal
Laura Hawkmoth: There are a lot of people I've met who play some pretty exotic instruments.
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Later, gators...
Principalpoop: martin luther king was hard core telling them about misuse of freedom and opportunity
||||||||| At 12:11 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, JustAnotherGov'tTweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Laura Hawkmoth: pump don't work cos the vandals took the handle.
cease: Dr. Firegin's Folies
cease: is that you too, phil?
Principalpoop: night tween
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: and don't forget about de mothers
Laura Hawkmoth: There was a bar in Georgia called Gator Haters, Tweeny.
Laura Hawkmoth: I usually didn't go there tho.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I've got welts 'cause the celts took the handals
Laura Hawkmoth: But when I was in Georgia that's where I first heard about the zanzithophone.
Principalpoop: late in my neck of the woods too, night all, thanks again for everything mister Austin, the joy you give so many,
||||||||| Around 12:13 AM, Principalpoop walks off into the sunset...
Laura Hawkmoth: We are the many who try to give back, so joy. >:)
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night poop
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "12:14 AM and late as usual, it's Jonathan, just back from Warwick."
cease: poop
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Jon
Laura Hawkmoth: It's getting quiet in here. we better throw a loud party, just to break even.
cease: dr firesigns follies
Jonathan: lost connection.......again.
cease: you are in vermont, laura?
Laura Hawkmoth: I am.
Phil Austin: I'm gone, man. Bebop is signing off, hootchies. Into the night of the freezing desert. Nite all. so nice to meet and talk
cease: is there enough of a vermont identity?
||||||||| Phil Austin rushes off, saying "12:15 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Jonathan: So, if phil answered my question, I missed it
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: Nino says Laura in NYC
cease: nite, phil
Merlyn: Check the log, jonathan. Click the link.
Laura Hawkmoth: aaw, he's leaving us. oh well... that was an amusing evening's chat.
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night Phil, may quartets of angels sing thee to thy squat
cease: you were here when he was here before, laura?
Laura Hawkmoth: my connexion is acting wacky too.
Jonathan: I better go too. I gotta get up early for my stagecraft 1 class
||||||||| Around 12:16 AM, Laura Hawkmoth walks off into the sunset...
cease: he never answered some questions, but there were perhaps too many
Merlyn: Oh, yes, he answered Jonathan. Ossman was at NPR at the time
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: Wackey @ is the best connecion
cease: into the ether
cease: some yes
cease: great to have new folks when phil shows up
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night all.and night you guys
Merlyn: getting late for me too, see you next thursday
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:18 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cease: off we go
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Won't be hear next week
||||||||| At 12:18 AM, cease rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Man it's cold Fong: see you in 2
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Jonathan - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A stretch dumpster pulls up to the front door at 12:49 AM; Phil Austin gets out and signs a few autographs before entering the Waiting room.
Phil Austin: a little more research turns up this link to bobdcaterino http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_Parker
||||||||| "Hey Phil Austin!" ... Phil Austin turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:51 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 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:
Phil Austin
Bob D Caterino
Bob the romantical
Bubba's Brain
Dexter Man it's cold Fong
Laura Hawkmoth
Mr. Motion
Shadow Lynn Parker
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And, "The Home Team"