A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for February 15, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Firebroiled enters at 8:43 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Firebroiled: You haven’t heard nothing yet. I’ve got right here in this car, for your trans-Atlantic driving pleasure, this fully hallicrafted Sea-Master short-wave radio in this non-returnable, non-disposable zinc-lined carrying case!
||||||||| At 8:43 AM, Firebroiled vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:52 AM and late as usual, it's Aziz, just back from Casablanca."
||||||||| It's 10:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Aziz - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 4:13 PM: wake jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
wake: sounds great so far
wake: >> sits down on a nearby sanitary pedistal
||||||||| At 4:22 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, wake!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts wakerino into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 4:23 PM, then departs.
wakerino: That IOU is good for a free bigee fries at Wendy's.
||||||||| wakerino rushes off, saying "4:26 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'wake', just granted probation at 4:26 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
wake: hmmm... not the solution I expected.
||||||||| wake rushes off, saying "4:28 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 7:42 PM, dragging ah,clem by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time, take off your shoes'
||||||||| ah,clem says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, ah,clem exits at 7:44 PM.
||||||||| Mudhead tiptoes in around 8:14 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:53 PM and ah,clem bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
ah,clem: hiya Mud
ah,clem: the time please Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 8:56 PM"
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Merlyn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Merlyn: hellooo
Mudhead: hiya ah,clem
Mudhead: hi nancy
Mudhead: er, Merlyn
Merlyn: I'm still known
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 15, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
ah,clem: hi Merl
Merlyn: hi clem
||||||||| cease enters at 9:04 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Merlyn: hey cat
cease: hey merl. finished ossman novel yet?
Merlyn: no, haven't read any more yet
cease: i wonder how it's selling?
cease: i dont suppose my blog review sold any copies
Merlyn: I don't know how it's selling
cease: are you in touch with dave?
Mudhead: hiya cat
cease: at the end of the book, there is sort of a plug for further ossman stuff
||||||||| "9:08 PM? 9:08 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Tweety should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Tweety enters and sits at the bar.
cease: hi mud
Merlyn: not particularly, but I can email him if I like
||||||||| Catherwood leads llampwykk in through the front door at 9:10 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Tweety: I thought I thaw a puddy tat...
llampwykk: evening folks
Mudhead: hi tweenster
Mudhead: hi llan
Tweety: Ah, must have those Java applets enabled...
Merlyn: the gates swung open and a Dickens character entered
Tweety: Evenin' LL, Mud
Mudhead: Java and applets pie ala mode
||||||||| Catherwood leads Principalpoop into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:11 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: or apple javlets
cease: i have emailed him before but only got answer from judith
Tweety: Hey P
cease: tweet, llan, poop
Principalpoop: eveneng
cease: sounds vaguely pornographic
Tweety: Not quite vinyl?
Principalpoop: bill swung open? wow
ah,clem: Cat: the mystery of the missing disks continues, but I will fimd them
Principalpoop: fascinating ahhh, clem
cease: bummer, ah
llampwykk: anybody else get the snowstorm as bad as I did?
cease: intresting pick, ah
ah,clem: were on my desk, but with the hollidays and all they got moved
llampwykk: I did a lot of shovelling this morning
Principalpoop: the exposition was fascinating, I know nothing about missing disks
cease: youre in the snowzone, llan
Tweety: Not a flake here, strangely enough
Merlyn: not bad here PP
Principalpoop: no snow here,, are you hallucinating?
Mudhead: just ice Im afraid
cease: llast week, somebody said proctor would be invited here tonight
cease: anyone know about that?
Tweety: Nope
Principalpoop: lots of guestions, I just got here, gosh
llampwykk: this is the worst I can remember since 1993
Tweety: They're all invited, as far as I'm concerned ;-)
cease: amazing you can remember back that far, llan
llampwykk: Proctor? you mean phil? or that character in The Crucible
Merlyn: Bob D said this last week: "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"
llampwykk: It will be good to see Phil P again
Principalpoop: that is only 8:33 in non-military time
Tweety: Is where you live considered "upstate", LL?
llampwykk: LOL cat
cease: thats right, merl
cease: phil p was here for a few minutes the night ossman was here
Principalpoop: i saw him say that
llampwykk: I'm very far upstate but not in the "lake effect" region
Merlyn: yeah, logged in late
llampwykk: so I didn't get the snow until yesterday
||||||||| Bambi sneaks in around 9:18 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Principalpoop: sneaky bambi
Tweety: I see Nino has me in north TX again...
llampwykk: hi bambi!
Tweety: Hey deer person...
cease: hi bambi
Principalpoop: I am in new jersey, are you from jersey too? are you?
cease: i'm north of texas
llampwykk: somehow I've already forgotten "last week's unpleasant incident"
cease: way north
Bambi: howdy!
llampwykk: well, actually I'm "from jersey" originally
Mudhead: hi Bambi
Tweety: you from joisey?
Principalpoop: I am in jersey too, are you from goisey?
Tweety: Just a tad, Cat ;-)
Merlyn: Sartre was from No Exit, New Jersey
Bambi: I took some nyquil to hopefully get some sleep...
llampwykk: yes NJ is between being and nothingness
Principalpoop: and now you feel better and cannot sleep?
cease: i thought he was from france
Tweety: Oh no, not another malady... surely you've had your quota for this season Bambi
cease: there's a good dylan bootleg tune about east orange, new jersey
Principalpoop: want a story to help you sleep?
cease: not really song, just him telling of a gig there
Merlyn: New New Jersey in France
Tweety: He was a conehead?
Principalpoop: bob de lynn?
Merlyn: a Jewish cohenhead?
llampwykk: I've heard some of dylan's early "folk raps"
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Bubba's Brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:22 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Bubba's Brain: Hey all.
cease: the factory girl's boy friend
llampwykk: hey bub!
Tweety: There's a joke there somewhere Merlyn
cease: hi bub
Principalpoop: everybody must get crepes
Tweety: Hi Bubbaman
Merlyn: hey BB
cease: selling loads of tone?
Principalpoop: bonsoir BB
Tweety: lol Cat
llampwykk: actually most of dylan's songs are "folk raps"
llampwykk: he kind of sing-talks
Bubba's Brain: Hey PP, Merl, cat, LL, Tweet, et al, or et all.
Mudhead: hi Bubba
cease: i have to get a reel to reel machine that works, listen to some of that stuff
Tweety: Have we all et?
cease: do we have to call home?
Principalpoop: i av et
Merlyn: I have no E.T., he went home
Merlyn: but Al is here and running for Senator
Principalpoop: plague plague!
Bubba's Brain: A real machine, cat?
llampwykk: Al would make an astute politician
Tweety: Try this link P, it's a little faster (less lag): http://audio.rfdradio.info:8000/cni
Principalpoop: me?
llampwykk: but I don't trust any politicians
cease: as oposed to real player
Tweety: The Congress could use a little stand-up once in a while
Merlyn: he should have a billboard pic of him with the caption: Good Enough. Smart Enough. People Like Him.
cease: the congress o' wonders?
Tweety: Yeah, I noticed the delay on "plague" compared to what I'm listening to
llampwykk: LOL Merl!
Merlyn: plus, he's ex-Navy - remember when he was part of the crew on the Raging Queen?
Tweety: My goodness, someone who remembers The Congress Of Wonders
Tweety: Really Merl
Merlyn: was that the NY world's fair?
Tweety: lol
Principalpoop: never opens
Bubba's Brain: The Queen -- was that the one full of sea-men?
llampwykk: what about that obama guy? I think he's destined to win the Good Sport Award
Tweety: He's sure been getting som flack
Merlyn: I come from Ol' Obama with a banjo on my knee...
Bubba's Brain: Tweet -- maybe he should wear a flack jacket.
llampwykk: LOL
Tweety: Think he's going to need one
Principalpoop: time check
Bubba's Brain: Albert Obama?
Principalpoop: blue horse
Tweety: You can pick it up when yu leave, P
llampwykk: Al Obama! LOL
cease: new york world's fair? didnt i allude to that on my review of the ossman book?
Mudhead: Albert "What Me Worry" Obama
Bubba's Brain: Or a blue ox.
cease: is that bettter than blue flake cocaine?
Merlyn: I didn't have a 'lude
cease: i didnt expect you did, merl
Bubba's Brain: What are you a lude - ing to?
Principalpoop: neighhhhh
llampwykk: frosted blue flakes
cease: spaulding gray has a riff about nuclear missile guys in their silos doing blue flake cocaine
Merlyn: a 'lude with 'tude
Tweety: But you did have a lucivious?
Principalpoop: what has happened to your nose?
cease: its turned into a blue flake
cease: all that blue moss
llampwykk: I've just returned from peru
Bubba's Brain: Speaking of Spauling, we checked "Gray's Anatomy" from the library, but haven't watched it yet.
cease: lol llan
cease: i think thats the only thing by him i havent seen, bub
Merlyn: perusing peru, et tu?
Bubba's Brain: Blue-Green Alge? Once was hired to do a promotional tape for that.
cease: i try and avoid anything vaguely medicinal
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'doctec', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:34 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
cease: ive just been invit4ed to brazil
Principalpoop: ahhh nancy
cease: that near peru, isnt it?
Mudhead: there he is
Tweety: Evenin' Doc
Bubba's Brain: Hey doc.
Principalpoop: ahhh good movie cat
cease: maybe the old doc can help
Mudhead: hows it shakin doc, much snow/
llampwykk: hey doc!
doctec: is there a gathering taking place here? 'cause i happen to be in the area,...
cease: i thought you'd be snowbound, doc
doctec: thought i'd drop by and see what's shakin'
Bubba's Brain: Is there an opera going on, cause I happened to be in the aria.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:35 PM and Elayne steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Tweety: How's Lili, Doc?
cease: shake n baked
Tweety: Hey E
Elayne: Evenin' all!
cease: and spekaing of baked....
Principalpoop: E, wearing only a grape, wow!
Bubba's Brain: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..................
llampwykk: hey Elayne!
Mudhead: Im under doctors orders, it stops the shakes but gives me that awful anal leakage
Tweety: lol Bubba
doctec: lili and i are close to the shore here, snowfall not that heavy - but it was in the form of little teeny ice pellets, so it was difficult to cut thru yesterday afternoon
Principalpoop: ahh good, not just me mud
Mudhead: similar here doc
doctec: lili's not bad - still needs oxygen on occasion but basically not doing too bad
Merlyn: hey doc, a google recruiter emailed me, I'm going to talk to her tomorrow
Tweety: Not great driving weather
cease: hows lili's health?
cease: ausitn showed up after you left last week, asked about lili
Principalpoop: wow M, super doc
Mudhead: i hope to meet soon doc an lili
doctec: good luck with that merl!
Bubba's Brain: Concrats, Merl.
cease: good for you, mud
Elayne: Great to hear, Doc.
Merlyn: sounds good about lili, doc
Tweety: "Occasionally" would be a big improvement at this point, I would expect
Tweety: Yeah Merl, best of luck
cease: how is she feeling, doc?
doctec: lili's stamina isn't all that great yet - as long as she doesn't overexert herself she's ok
llampwykk: how did you folks weather the storm, doc?
doctec: last weekend was long and busy - saturday there was a money tournament for my monday night apa 8-ball league
Principalpoop: this land is made of mud, thanks mud
llampwykk: we got it really bad up here
Tweety: No raquetball just yet, I take it
Mudhead: YW
cease: out of mud? just add water
doctec: we started at 8:15, made it all the way to the end (1:15am sunday morning) - we took first place, team of 8 split $2300
Principalpoop: wow
doctec: 8:15 am that is
Tweety: That's great Doc :-)
Principalpoop: you from minnesota doc?
Bubba's Brain: wow
cease: good for you, doc
Merlyn: that's a long tourney
doctec: sunday i dragged lili to a 30the b'day party for one of the guys on my wednesday night team - she lasted 3 hrs, had to get her home - she ran out of gas
doctec: principal: no, i'm in connecticut
llampwykk: yeah that sounds like a lot of fun
doctec: merl: it was an endurance test for sure
Principalpoop: connecticut doc
Tweety: Well, at least she's getting out
doctec: was going to spend tourney winnings on a sushi dinner for lili last night (valentine's day) but weather was too rotten
cease: indeed
llampwykk: never saw much of CT although I lived so near it
doctec: will have to wait until the weekend
Mudhead: where llan?
Principalpoop: the fish will not be as fresh...
llampwykk: NJ. Years and years ago
Mudhead: CT is gorgeuos, at least the eastern part of it
Tweety: Might even stink a little ;-)
Bubba's Brain: weather rotten, hopefully not the fish
llampwykk: I lived in RI for a couple of years as well
doctec: eggs ackley bb
Principalpoop: ackley? is that like florentine?
Merlyn: I think it's like microfiche
doctec: speaking of eggs ackley, i found my collection of underground comix last week - what a trip down memory lane
doctec: i have all the zaps except for one
Merlyn: tiny tiny fish
Elayne: The NY and CT area look lovely, but driving yesterday was horrendous. I stayed home from work today.
Principalpoop: ouch M
Merlyn: Spelunker Today?
doctec: e: good idea!
Tweety: R Crumb & such?
llampwykk: I certainly stayed home yesterday
Elayne: Well, I was sick as well...
doctec: scraping the ice off the cars today was a bitch
Principalpoop: hehe he said trip hehe
Bubba's Brain: I shut down Lodestone for Tues and Wed cause of the icestorms locally.
doctec: twee: yep
Tweety: Doing OK now, E?
Elayne: We just kept the car covered from yesterday. It's still covered up. I hope I can reattach the antenna okay tomorrow...
llampwykk: digging my car out of four feet of snow was a bitch
Elayne: Not really Tween, I've been visiting the porcelain throne rather a lot today.
cease: are you ok, el?
llampwykk: and I've got a BIG driveway
cease: i read your blog and it sounds so perilous there
doctec: considering how hard other areas of the continent have been hit with bad weather so far this winter, we've gotten off light
Tweety: My Mom in Indiana said the ice on the trees was quite spectacular.
Elayne: By the way, I highly recommend Meyer lemons for settling the stomach. Wish I hadn't run out. They're pretty expensive though.
Tweety: AS long as you're in a heated car, of course ;-)
Elayne: Very true, Doc.
doctec: sounds like they're worth it, e
Tweety: Whoa, really sorry to hear that E.
Principalpoop: we have had no ice or snow, I hate tempting luck by saying so...
cease: my parents had meyer lemon tree in their back yard
Bubba's Brain: Yes, its quite beautiful -- but we had serious power problems from downed limbs/lines
cease: fantrastic lemons
Tweety: I'l bet, Bubba
doctec: pp: we just got our first dose of snow yesterday - remarkable, really
llampwykk: I'm ready to move to one of those biospheres or biodomes or whatever they are
doctec: remarkable we dodged so many snow bullets so far this season
Principalpoop: san diego llan?
Bubba's Brain: Snow bullets -- they melt and leave no evidence.
Tweety: Try Austin, LL :-)
llampwykk: it's an idea, princ
Tweety: Down to freezing again, but it hit 75 last week.
doctec: bb: lol
cease: cant doge em all, doc
doctec: wow, 75 - nice!
Tweety: Ah, the criminal mind...
doctec: 'tis true, cat
Mudhead: we did dodge most of em so far cat
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Mudhead: specially down here onna shore
Principalpoop: ahhh, the nyquil kicked in, feel better bambi :)
cease: onna snores?
llampwykk: I didn't even know bambi had globner's
cease: dont tell phil
Tweety: And sunny to boot. We have however had unusually cold weather this year. Even an ice storm a couple of weeks ago.
Tweety: Gues the Nyquil kicked in...
Bubba's Brain: First Bambi's mother in that forest fire, and now Bambi....
Principalpoop: i just noticed moon pies are like cold smores
Tweety: lol Bubba
llampwykk: stunning revelation, princ
Tweety: A revelation!
doctec: cat: with any luck i'll get the dv camcorder this weekend
Principalpoop: an epiphany
doctec: ...and i'll get the tapes xferred into the pc
cease: tell me when it happens, doc
Tweety: Somebody write it down...
doctec: will do!
cease: i heaqrd fro the poet this week.
Mudhead: I can help you wif dat doc
Mudhead: Jack Poet VW ?
doctec: what did he have to say?
Principalpoop: roses are red and the rest?...
cease: the poet doc is going to be watching this weekend
cease: hopefully will becomne famous
llampwykk: roses are red and so are you. I forget the rest
cease: do ads for rat in a box
Principalpoop: and something about the girl from nantucket
Bubba's Brain: BRB -- gotta give wife a foot rub.
Principalpoop: hehe foot rub hehe
Mudhead: sure, we got those
cease: one of the poems is about his experience as a car salesman
ah,clem: used to have a video of Rat in a Box, and Boobie Chew, but have not seen them in years
cease: i wonder if those jack poet ads are copywritten?
ah,clem: caught it on the big dish
cease: i'd love to use that tune, "you;'re a poet in your poet car"
Principalpoop: petri ahh, clem?
cease: its from Eat or Be Eaten, i think, or no maybe the next one
cease: danger and the yuolks
doctec: brb
Principalpoop: what?
Principalpoop: what?
||||||||| Principalpoop walks away to The Kennels.
||||||||| Principalpoop climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:57 PM
Mudhead: Im only 50 minutes from Milford
llampwykk: milfoil
cease: sounds like a brodway tune
cease: 50 Minutes fomr Milford
llampwykk: moon over milford
cease: for Auntie Mame maybe
Elayne: Oops sorry, fading a bit...
Principalpoop: i left my heart in milford
Principalpoop: wb E
cease: robin busy, el?
Elayne: Deadline over tomorrow, Cat.
cease: more work on the horizon?
Elayne: One more issue of Manhunter, then a break.
doctec: rat in the box and boobie chew werew from the case of the missing yolk
cease: yes thats it doc
cease: forgot name
Elayne: Then another miniseries, they're bringing back Suicide Squad.
cease: good to hear, el
Merlyn: and booby chew is real, remember: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4361563.stm
Principalpoop: his name is doc cat
Tweety: Good to be busy...
llampwykk: wonder if it's anything like the Mod Squad
cease: lol poop
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: i thought it was Memory
Principalpoop: was able to enhance breast size by 80%. hehe
Merlyn: and see http://www.bust-up-gum.com/
cease: i think booby chew was referred to when that happened
cease: always good to see firesign mentions
cease: what is Minskys?
Principalpoop: wouldn't put a fin on my fate now
Merlyn: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minsky's_Burlesque
Principalpoop: he is the expert about artificial intelligence
cease: no sharks here. this is jet territory
cease: yes i thought minksys and thought burlesque.
Principalpoop: i feel pretty, oh so pretty
cease: remember simposons burlesque episode
Mudhead: im fadin fast kidz
Mudhead: g'night all
Principalpoop: good luck mud
cease: problem with wikipedia, you dont have to wondre about anything
||||||||| At 10:05 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Mudhead!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Tweety: Trying on a new dress, P?
doctec: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0063348/
cease: off you slide, mud
doctec: nite muddy
llampwykk: a minsky is a small monkey
Principalpoop: i thought it was a russian cocktail
Elayne: Is that your minsky?
llampwykk: then there was minsky mouse
cease: yes i must have remembered that, doc
Principalpoop: any whiskey in a minsky?
Merlyn: a "minsky"?
Tweety: Yeah, I remember the Minsky Marx club
Merlyn: [twitch] [twitch]
cease: easy to confuse minks with minsky
llampwykk: yeah minsky mouse was russian
doctec: three finger minsky
Principalpoop: Rachel Elizabeth Schpitendavel
Merlyn: or the mutant blues
Bubba's Brain: Back.
cease: min skys have seen the glory
Tweety: Feet all better now?
Principalpoop: wb rubber of the feet
Bubba's Brain: Yeah, but now I've got athletes thumb.
Principalpoop: only 3 fingers but he had 6 toes on one foot I heard
cease: maybe you can hitch a ride with destiny
llampwykk: must be hard to hitchhike bub
Principalpoop: no bowling this week
doctec: well, as long as you've got your towel...
Bubba's Brain: A fungus among us....
Tweety: Off to other things folks... maybe back later. Sure hope you feel bettee, Elayne (and Bambi)r,
cease: lost the border though
llampwykk: princ's not going to do a bowl this week
Principalpoop: your lucky if you still have your brown paper bag
cease: great piece in i think daily kos about borders
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:11 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Tweety by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Elayne: Bye Tween!
Principalpoop: tweet tweet tweety
cease: maybe hufpo or marshall
cease: tween
Bubba's Brain: Nite tweet, um tween.
Principalpoop: i am doing cold turkey from kos, after being a TU for months...
doctec: firedoglake.com has been pretty good of late too - covering the scooter libby trial
cease: yes that was good
doctec: Bush Cuts Off Diplomatic Relations With Congress: http://www.theonion.com/content/news/bush_cuts_off_diplomatic_relations
Elayne: Have they depicted anyone else in blackface, Doc?
cease: onion is always good
doctec: e: lol - nope
Elayne: Sorry, I don't read Jane and Christy since they hired their own publicist last September and then started doing blackface Photoshops...
cease: is the printed onion differnt material form the web zine?
doctec: i think the printed onion newspaper has more material in it
cease: are you still feudijng with other bloggers, el?
cease: but is it dif material?
Elayne: I don't feud, Cat.
cease: that one i piocied up when i met you in nyc was stuff i dont think i saw online
doctec: no, not diff - just more of it each week
cease: you meniont that someone had dropped you or something
cease: i read you rsite more to find out how you and robin and the catsd are
doctec: i'm pretty sure the printed version is not completely separate from the site content
Elayne: It's not important, Cat.
cease: you wouljndt think so, doc
cease: good, el
cease: perhaps its in the realm of having to say something, on a regular basis
cease: i go to a good restaurant or read a book, i use blogging to write notes to myself about them
cease: and whoever else cares
Principalpoop: i used up all my writing desire in early usenet posts
||||||||| 10:17 PM: Bob D Caterino jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
doctec: you might have a side career as a restaurant critic, cat
llampwykk: when I finish a book, I make a note of it in my journal, diary, whatever
Principalpoop: hello bob
doctec: hi bob
cease: not likely, doc. i dont even know the names of most of the ingredients
doctec: cat:
llampwykk: I don't make many entries in it otherwise thses days
Bob D Caterino: Hey everyone
cease: but a blog can let other firesign fans know what i think of ossman's novel. who else would care?
llampwykk: Hey Bob!
doctec: cat: it has more to do with how you describe the dining experience and your impressions of the dishes
Principalpoop: macdonalds has changed the pickles in the big mac again
cease: hi bob
Bubba's Brain: I don't name my ingredients -- I get too attached to them.
Bob D Caterino: Hey Ll
cease: do you have philip proctor in your pocket or are you just glad to see us?
doctec: pp & bb: lol
llampwykk: I'll make a note here of a restaurant I went to today in Glens Falls, NY
Principalpoop: knock knock bob
Bob D Caterino: He sort of yelled at me lol told me to read the Planet
llampwykk: Carl R's. Had a HUGE plate of Super Nachos
Elayne: Evenin' Bob!
cease: ok llan. if i'm ever there i'll know if i should go there or not
Bob D Caterino: Who is there?
Bob D Caterino: Hey Elayne
Principalpoop: the daily planet, is jimmy olsen the editor yet?
llampwykk: I recommend it to one and all. Well, not if you live in vancouver
Principalpoop: little ole lady..
Merlyn: hay bob
Bubba's Brain: Great Caesar's Ghost!
Bob D Caterino: Jimmy Jimmied the locks and sat in Perry's office and ate Iced cream with Jimmies
Bob D Caterino: Little ole lady whore? oh who?
Principalpoop: wearing his jammies?
llampwykk: Caesar's Goat?
cease: i thought that was a lesser caesar's ghost
doctec: great caesar's salad!
Principalpoop: i did not know you could yodel bob hahahahahahaha
Bob D Caterino: Great ceasers salad
Principalpoop: who made the salad?
Bubba's Brain: Great Caesar's Salad! -- beat me toit Bob
Bob D Caterino: knock knock
cease: caligula and his horse, just horsing around
llampwykk: Sid Caesar's Ghost!
Principalpoop: neighhhh
Bob D Caterino: yep
Bubba's Brain: Hey Caligula Man!
Principalpoop: with hot imogene coco
cease: coca, for you, imogene?
llampwykk: my arm hurts from shovelling snow
Principalpoop: who is there?
cease: it comes in volcanos in this country
Principalpoop: you are getting older llan, pace yourself
Elayne: I should go and finish up some office work. Next week, all!
cease: we had a taste of that this winter here, llan.
cease: gt healthy, el
||||||||| 10:23 PM -- Elayne left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Principalpoop: good luck E
Bubba's Brain: In a flash, she is gone.;
llampwykk: seems I heard about that cat. I understand that's rare in your neigborhood
cease: i thought that was tek jensen
Principalpoop: reminds me, I will get some java afk
cease: has ben til now, llan
cease: dont know what we'll get next
doctec: i have to take off as well - lili's whomping up a feast, it's almost ready - i have to clear the table etc
cease: eat well, doc
llampwykk: but after greenland melts the whole northern hemisphere will freeze
Bubba's Brain: nite doc
cease: all the best to lili
doctec: check y'all next week - nytol (zzzzzzzzzz.................
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:25 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs doctec by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bubba's Brain: ditto
llampwykk: or something like that
Bob D Caterino: Doc I am hungry and no one ever comes up into the hila
cease: grteenland will be the new hawaii
Bob D Caterino: the hills too
Bubba's Brain: Green Tea Land?
Bob D Caterino: nite
Bubba's Brain: Great Teen Land?
llampwykk: you ever notice not many people take vacations to greenland?
llampwykk: get the tourist trade never caught on
Bob D Caterino: and iceland is warm right?
llampwykk: I mean....ah forget it
Bubba's Brain: Marketing at the best.
Bob D Caterino: dont forget it fordont it
Bob D Caterino: yep
llampwykk: iceland is green, greenland is ice
Bob D Caterino: oh ok I get it now
cease: and bush is your president
Merlyn: Pa Poon?
Merlyn: Ma and Pa Poon?
cease: he went to town
Bob D Caterino: Pappoon drinks Tang
cease: maybe tang flavoured vodka
Bubba's Brain: Nite....
cease: the veterans tang dance administration
cease: bub
||||||||| Bubba's Brain leaves at 10:31 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Bob D Caterino: Tang Vodka what was that stuff/
llampwykk: time for supper. be back in about 10
cease: the astronaut
cease: see you then
Bob D Caterino: TANGO
cease: i go in search of ice cubes
Merlyn: AND CASH
Bob D Caterino: ok have a blast
||||||||| Catherwood ushers H. Stones into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:32 PM, then departs.
Bob D Caterino: That drink made with tang and Vodka, about a buck a bottle way back in the seventies
Merlyn: ello, H
H. Stones: Hi Gang
Bob D Caterino: Stones, I beleive we have met? Yes
H. Stones: Hi Bob, its possibly yes because i do get around a bit
Bob D Caterino: I mean, hello
Bob D Caterino: I also mean to Bambi
H. Stones: lol
H. Stones: better take more water with it Bob
cease: hey stones!
Bob D Caterino: lol
Merlyn: Catherwood, give H. Stones a tall, glass of water
||||||||| Catherwood gets h stones a tall glass of water.
Bob D Caterino: anyone have bojangles chicken places near?
H. Stones: thanks Merlyn (passes glass of water to Bob)
cease: janging chicken? is it radioactive?
H. Stones: i nearly said passes water but that would have lowered the tone i think
Bob D Caterino: I wrote a jingle. Picture Nitty Gritty dirt band singing Bojangles,.....
cease: Yatamoto is not a real Japanese name, I just discovered
Bob D Caterino: bojamgles.......bojangles......CHICKEN
H. Stones: well no one is perfect Bob
cease: i wonder if the firesign knew that at the time?
Bob D Caterino: needless to say they passed
llampwykk: mr fong is conspicuously absent tonight
Merlyn: dancing up & down steps with shirley's temple
H. Stones: i bet Fong is playing musical cars as usual or possibly its piles of snow
cease: maybe parking takes all night
H. Stones: Poop is very quiet, its making me nervous
Principalpoop: ahhh I was gray, I am not gray often
Principalpoop: my ears were burning, hi stones
Bob D Caterino: that is nothing. They were called Sambo's but was forced to change their name
H. Stones: i have been grey for at least the last ten years
H. Stones: Yo PP
Principalpoop: better grey than bald
Bob D Caterino: Isnt Poop on?
H. Stones: unless its a fashion statement PP
Bob D Caterino: Better bald then dead
H. Stones: and there is less wind resistance
cease: im slowly going from light blond to white. big dif
Principalpoop: kojack
Principalpoop: what is sambos now?
Bob D Caterino: I have kojack in my car
H. Stones: its a nightclub isnt it ?
Bob D Caterino: Bojangles
Principalpoop: ahh ok, we have bojangles here
H. Stones: i was nearly killed one day by a truck which Kojacked
Bob D Caterino: Racist chicken
Principalpoop: i recall sambos was good for breakfast, bojangles is not
cease: i used to eat sambos pancakes in carmel.
cease: fantastic pancakes. of course this is 45-50 years ago
Principalpoop: sure, I had them in la when I visited my grandma
Bob D Caterino: Be back in a second or maybe a minute
H. Stones: i think political correctness is robbing us of much "colourful" slang
Bob D Caterino: I think PC is killing us
Principalpoop: that is a niggardly opinion stones and bob
llampwykk: denny's has the best breakfast of any restaurant I know of
cease: that may be true, stones, but as i understand, less so in your country
cease: dennys in japan has amazingly good food. even for japan
Principalpoop: waffle house
H. Stones: no, cease its really bad here now, people get upset at the slightest opportunity
cease: you mean litigous?
Bob D Caterino: I was called a ginny by a country bumpkin here. I asked if it was true if people here bang their sisters. He said no. I said, Then it is just you then?
H. Stones: yes or maybe they get charged with inciting racism or homophobia for example
llampwykk: never tried waffle house
H. Stones: I have foggots next door but i wont eat or burn them
H. Stones: Faggots dammit
cease: lenny bruce wouldnt do well in that environment
Bob D Caterino: I have one a few blocks away and never went
cease: but you will smoke them?
H. Stones: he didnt do too well in your environment either come to think of it
Bob D Caterino: Not a faggot but a waffle house
H. Stones: i come here to waffle
llampwykk: you'd turn a few heads if you tried to bum a fag in this country
cease: sounds like kind of a bizarre show
Merlyn: how waffle
Bob D Caterino: Hey Stones, loved the Young ones, what happened to that show?
H. Stones: (thinks, Merlyn must be an Indian)
H. Stones: and How to you too Merlyn
Bob D Caterino: lol Merl
H. Stones: Young ones was only a couple of short series which hit the spot
Bob D Caterino: In obvious pun I will be back in a few
Bob D Caterino: I loved it
cease: Pun Few, chinese self defense humour
llampwykk: in a few what?
Bob D Caterino: And of course the Good Dr.
Principalpoop: i thought the american character in the young ones was unfair
Principalpoop: like he was stoopid or something
Bob D Caterino: they all were unfair
cease: i know not of this
Principalpoop: loool
Bob D Caterino: Who you might ask? yep
H. Stones: Waffle is a british slang word too, to talk foolishly or without purpose; idle away time talking.
Bob D Caterino: Waffleing about
Principalpoop: noodle
cease: there was a splinter of canadian left wing party called The Waffle
llampwykk: I'm sure that's what they do at the Waffle House
H. Stones: they were all stupid PP, in fact the american one was probably the most sensible and thus the most boring
llampwykk: you should have one in england. It's name would have a new meaning
cease: and neither are they, llan
Principalpoop: the guy with all the piercings was normal, and the guy with all the buttons
H. Stones: i presume the canadian waffle is covered in maple syrup as usual
cease: too much button holing last week
Principalpoop: baby seal blood, ewwww
llampwykk: I had potato waffles when I was in england. good stuff
cease: it was the more stridently anti-american part of the party
llampwykk: served with stewed tomatoes
cease: i had latkes for dinner. sour cream.
cease: one goo dthing about this album, it takes the good stuff out of Insane
Bob D Caterino: Latka Graves?
Principalpoop: latkes, is that chinese? i have had chinese pancakes with duck and soy sauce and chives
cease: the waffles are made from potatoes the way they are with latkes?
Bob D Caterino: which album?
cease: potato pancake, grated potato, onion,
H. Stones: did you folks hear about British kids being the most unhappy and oppressed of any developed country ?
cease: gerrman/jewish food
Bob D Caterino: hmmm a salt filled pancake.
Principalpoop: i never could get my potato pancakes to stay together
cease: had some great latkes in venice
Bob D Caterino: All kids think they are
cease: also great with apple sauce
cease: elayne has blog post about making them recently
H. Stones: UNICEF have made it official now Bob
cease: in what sense, stones?
cease: sounds like dickens or something
H. Stones: would take a long time cease, probably best to read the UNICEF report
cease: japanese kids are tortured by school their whole childhood
H. Stones: Brit Kids came bottom on all parameters
cease: and british kids have it worse?
Bob D Caterino: Is it a trick or a treat. Well we all know England swings like a pendolin do
H. Stones: yes
Bob D Caterino: Bobbies on bickles two by two
H. Stones: no it doesnt Bob it kind of lies there like a steaming dog turd
cease: even with this new school lunch programme, whole goods and all?
Bob D Caterino: bickles??? oh damn
cease: foods, that jamey dude. never saw his show but read of it
H. Stones: Yes Harvey Bickles, played trombone in the All Starts if i remember
cease: thats a great line
cease: whole album exists to set up that line
cease: writer responsible for all problems he creates
Bob D Caterino: westminster abby, the tower big ben and the rosie red cheeks of the little children
H. Stones: http://www.usatoday.com/news/world/2007-02-14-unicef-report_x.htm
Bob D Caterino: abbey even
Bob D Caterino: I loved Not Insane
cease: scrooge repents, tiny tim gets a leg up
Bob D Caterino: or love it
cease: is it possible to love and not be insane?
Bob D Caterino: No
cease: i thought that was the benediction
H. Stones: probably not, cease, on reflection
Bob D Caterino: my ben addiction was 100 dollar ben
Principalpoop: bend over
cease: it would be interesting to hear austin pontificate on that
llampwykk: FST didn't care much for Not Insane
Principalpoop: and roll up your arm
cease: its a major theme in his Tales of the Old Detective work
llampwykk: I liked the live parts but it wasn't one of my favorites
cease: when it first came out, i was so dissapointed
Principalpoop: no fair comparing the kids only to industrialized countries stones
cease: but they were doing great work at that time
Bob D Caterino: I loved the movie too. I guess I am a die hard fan and a firesign fan to boot
cease: let's eat is from that era
Principalpoop: don't take off your shoes
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
H. Stones: yess PP, Britain is probably best described as Post Industrial now
Principalpoop: we are losing, have lost, our manufacturing base too
cease: shoes for the dead
Principalpoop: at least you have national health care,
Bob D Caterino: I was reading the rom fromtwo weeks ago when Phil was in here. Posted links from me and some other person shadow or something and posted " Interesting."
H. Stones: i know PP, i have just played a good song about that on radio over here.
cease: last week, bob
cease: yes, she has a novel. or perhaps many
Principalpoop: is it too late for me to buy a title stones?
cease: an adult novel, she said
Bob D Caterino: Stones, how do you feel about Jackson blasting the Beatles music in every commercial on american television? What a suck job one gloved kid toucher.
Principalpoop: nothing big, demiduke or underyeoman
H. Stones: James McMurtry --- We cant make it here anymore, on compadre records
Principalpoop: cool stones
Principalpoop: and :(
Bob D Caterino: We cant make it here no more?
cease: is that how hes avoiding bankrupcy, bob?
H. Stones: i played it on the BBC at New Year, its speaks for Britain as much as America i think and deserved playing, you can download it here. http://www.compadrerecords.com/downloadpages/wecant.html
Bob D Caterino: yeah but thats blasfomy
Principalpoop: thanks bob, sometimes I think about turning on my tv again...
H. Stones: its free
Bob D Caterino: (http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=825951)
Bob D Caterino: I am finnally published but it is print on demand
Principalpoop: got it
cease: /good for you, bob
llampwykk: well, if mr proctor shows up, please tell him I said hi. I must retire. see you in 7 days
Principalpoop: have a super week llan
H. Stones: ok llan take care and have a good week
cease: night, llan
Principalpoop: pub in the skies
cease: this is still the mix tape
Bob D Caterino: He wont
Merlyn: hope you get a gold watch llan
Bob D Caterino: It was up one day and sold three. I am going to be a kazillionaire
cease: daredemon
cease: or a threeyounaire
Bob D Caterino: Rebis Philbin?
cease: see you in air
Bob D Caterino: yep at least
Principalpoop: a new lefrank
cease: is that an ebook or an actual paper book, bob?
cease: last wek's author was only online
Principalpoop: i was robbed stones, instead of MB I only got 1kb, I need to try again lol
Bob D Caterino: Paperback. To let them print a good cover with gold leaf lettering it would cost people thirty bucks. I would not pay that much for me.
H. Stones: Nino believes i am at Neshanic Station NJ, can i get a train from here.
H. Stones: Poop, what robbed you
Principalpoop: ahhh I got it now
Principalpoop: i know that voice
cease: the bank machine in eobe
Bob D Caterino: But I published the books as both, ebook and large paperback one cheap and one cheaper.
Principalpoop: comcast bought my adelphia, I am in new jersey now
Bob D Caterino: I had adelphia when I was in vermont
Principalpoop: any sci-fi ibob?
Bob D Caterino: Comcast in jersey
Principalpoop: i had no complaints with adelphia
Bob D Caterino: Yeah, sure the sci-fi network
cease: saluting us: ref to chicago convention/riot?
Principalpoop: books bob books
cease: boobs?
Principalpoop: beating and clubbing is part of the dance?
Bob D Caterino: Oh, hold on (Back on track) onetwo are comedy and one is a thriller but no sci-fi
Principalpoop: ahhh yes, any dirty pictures in your books?
H. Stones: i told you not to invite the cops PP
Bob D Caterino: no pics. I can email you some.
Principalpoop: i had to stones, part of my parole agreement
Bob D Caterino: Thats shadow's deal
cease: bozos is sf, but is dwarf?
Principalpoop: no no, then the police come and take my hard drive again...
H. Stones: ah I see, any community service ?
cease: rmember the lads had some argument about that with the sf awards folks
cease: i thought my play Neal Amid was sf, but the contest i entered it into didnt think so
H. Stones: (wonders what PP can possibly have on his hard drive )
Principalpoop: handyman at the homeless girls house, that is why I agreed
Bob D Caterino: Dwarf is also. It has a old man running turning into a kid. Thats outer limits underlined
cease: and this is ossman's award, or at least named for his character
H. Stones: sounds vocational to me PP
Principalpoop: avocational
cease: yes neal amid is about neal cassady travelling in time, something he said he really did
cease: sounds liike sf to me
cease: was this up for the sf award?
cease: i forget what is caled
Principalpoop: how about making me a turkey sandwich stones?
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llampwykk - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob D Caterino: Time Machine? H G Wells?
Principalpoop: no more calls, we have a winner
H. Stones: waves magic wand an turns Poop into a turkey sandwich (free of Bird Flu)
Principalpoop: gobble gobble
H. Stones: put that hard drive away Poop
Principalpoop: you guys are having trouble with your meat hehe
Bob D Caterino: I have easydrive
Principalpoop: mad cow and now bird flu
H. Stones: only the best and newest for us Brits Poop
Principalpoop: do not accept candy or emails from strangers
Bob D Caterino: how about e-candy
Principalpoop: that is a grey area bob
H. Stones: they take your hard drive if they find that Bob
Bob D Caterino: do you have eyeballa?
Principalpoop: use your discretion
H. Stones: i used all my discretion and have none left
Principalpoop: ahhh, same with me, except my patience
cease: but not your kids, stones?
Bob D Caterino: PP are you a doctor?
Principalpoop: no, but I play one in the bedroom
H. Stones: i am a vegetarian, cease so i never touch em
cease: lol
Principalpoop: the medical board has no sense of humor
Bob D Caterino: Abbott: Playing Doctor is a kids game.
cease: you mentioned the unhapiness of today;s brit youth. and then you said best for everything.
Bob D Caterino: Costello: Not the way I play it.
cease: just putting 2.3 and 1.2 together
Principalpoop: lol
cease: who's on foist?
H. Stones: should be worst, cease
H. Stones: or woist
Bob D Caterino: Look, all I am asking you is who is on second?
Principalpoop: you from joisey stones?
cease: that's the worst wurst
Principalpoop: no no, he is picture, of youth
H. Stones: yes, am do genuiine article, woiking class
cease: are they better than joisey cows?
cease: utes on parade
Principalpoop: ok, but I had it tough
cease: up the establishment
cease: a toughsteak well done?
H. Stones: some one once told me why the called it the Garden State, i cant remember why but it was funny at the time
H. Stones: Poop, we used to dream of having it tough
Bob D Caterino: After I left and took the last garden with me, All hell broke loose
Principalpoop: lol
Principalpoop: i dub you sir loin hehe
Bob D Caterino: South Jersey still has a lot of faemland.
H. Stones: where did you stash it Bob ?
Bob D Caterino: Where r u again PP
H. Stones: does that mean theres a lot at steak PP
Merlyn: cya next week people
Principalpoop: near roanoke virginia, my comcast server is in new jersey according to nino
H. Stones: ok Merlyn, thanks again and take care
Principalpoop: thanks again, have a super week M
Bob D Caterino: yes but lots are expensive there
||||||||| At 11:29 PM, Merlyn hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bob D Caterino: oh ok.
cease: by merl
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "11:30 PM and late as usual, it's boney, just back from Riverside."
Bob D Caterino: Because South Carolina really sucks.
Bob D Caterino: buy Merl
Principalpoop: yes, lots of beef hehe
boney: http://armagost.blogspot.com/2007/02/senator-al-franken.html
cease: hi bone
Principalpoop: i liked savannah
Principalpoop: but that is in georgia
Principalpoop: hello boney
Bob D Caterino: Boney, is Frankinstein a senator now?
H. Stones: was that Hard Hearted Savannah ?
boney: I'm hoping that Robert Redford will send a documentary film crew from his Sundance Institute to make a bio pic about the Firesign Theatre
Principalpoop: do you have hoagies in england stones? like a hoagie
Bob D Caterino: Dont tell me Al Freakin Franken is a senator
cease: ive never been to kenya
cease: even if i am from nairobi
Principalpoop: though they tell me I was born there, I really don't remember
H. Stones: yew Poop but we got a man in to spray the place
Bob D Caterino: try this. Three cheeses on a long roll with lettuce tomotoe and the punch like? Drum roll pleae. A yellow submarine
boney: Just interviews and historical rehash... And maybe an animated segment of the Future Fair. Done in a bigass server farm
Principalpoop: i love hoagies, hard to find in roanoke, so I make my own
boney: Just five minutes of computer animation
Principalpoop: ok one point for bob
Bob D Caterino: ah my boney boy
H. Stones: how do you make em, Poop, cant find the recipe
boney: I've wanted to animate the Future Fair since I was a frosh in college... 1976
cease: so youve done it now, bone?
Bob D Caterino: You went to school? I just cut the soles off my shoes and learned to play the floute
Principalpoop: start with the yellow submarine above, add 3 kinds of luncheon meat, and a little onion
cease: i have to finish my bill reid piece by this time next week
Bob D Caterino: oil viniger and sal pepper and orageno
boney: the onion reminds me of the old National Lampoon
H. Stones: we had to buy shoes with the soles already removed Bob
Principalpoop: italian dressing but ok
cease: indeed, bone
Principalpoop: shoes? luxury
Bob D Caterino: well, you know what they say."Shoes for industry"
H. Stones: lol poop
cease: shoes for the dead
H. Stones: when i say, Buy, what i meant was steal !
boney: hi. I'm Joe Beets
Bob D Caterino: yes, thats it, I am remembering them all.
boney: Mr Beatnik, Mr Hippy
boney: What have you done for me lately?
Principalpoop: pfffft
Bob D Caterino: Well
Principalpoop: buy the president some hash
boney: they foresaw Fox News
Bob D Caterino: I can tell by the pie on your tie, that your an American well, so am I
boney: was their foresight always a bummer?
Principalpoop: yes they did boney
Bob D Caterino: Or Fox listened to Firesign
Principalpoop: cheny is doing fine thanks, money rolling into his halliburton stock
boney: to paraphrase MAD magazine, a bum trip is when you hallucinate your parents
H. Stones: glad he doesnt have to suffer eh Poop
cease: did mad say that recently?
boney: alright already I'll clean up my room
Bob D Caterino: Who remembers Professor Erwin Corey?
boney: MAD said that in the day, cease
Principalpoop: i do, just the idea, not details
cease: he will always be the one to Cause suffering
boney: er, cat
cease: he was drujnk, bob
cease: all i remember
cease: drfunk joikes
H. Stones: Paranormal Corey Bob ?
cease: prbly spelled beter than me
Principalpoop: quail hunting in the middle of a war...
boney: Professor Irwin Corey accepted the 1974 National Book Award on behalf of Thomas Pynchon and made a speech at the event
Bob D Caterino: No he was a comedian that talked in jibberish but 93 and still showcasing theatres doing stand up
Principalpoop: ahhh, I miss the 1970s
Bob D Caterino: Soon we willbe seventy
Bob D Caterino: again
H. Stones: how come he never became President then Bob ?
boney: http://www.ottosell.de/pynchon/corey.htm
Bob D Caterino: at the age of 93 I meant
Bob D Caterino: That was Paulsons gig
cease: i wonder how many more years the firesing will still be alive
H. Stones: they are amongs the Immortals already Cease
Principalpoop: ahhh, super speech, but it cannot compete with the gorilla
H. Stones: this is one of my fave FT songs
Bob D Caterino: Professor Irwin Corey: However…I accept this financial stipulation – ah – stipend in behalf of Richard Python for the great contribution which to quote from some of the missiles which he has contributed… Today we must all be aware that protocol takes precedence over procedure. However you say – WHAT THE – what does this mean… in relation to the tabulation whereby we must once again realize that the great fiction story is now being rehearsed before our very eyes, in the Nixon administration…indicating that only an American writer can receive…the award for fiction, unlike Solzinitski whose fiction does not hold water. Comrades – friends, we are gathered here not only to accept in behalf of one recluse
cease: true
boney: Did I miss Phil Austin again? Was he here earlier?
Bob D Caterino: Nope
Principalpoop: yes, they will be re-discovered and explored like plato and aristotle and those guys
cease: you missed him not
Principalpoop: bosco
H. Stones: FT have provided me an an endless supply of quotes,and witty retorts for every possible occasion, i use them regularly
Principalpoop: what?
Bob D Caterino: I had bosco the other day
Principalpoop: then stop slapping me....
Bob D Caterino: All of us want to know, just as much as I want to know, who's responsible?
cease: theyre a treasury
H. Stones: thanks once again Clem
cease: i think its good for our brains just to have them in our brains
Bob D Caterino: A gold mine, a mint
cease: a helpful meme generator for the situations we find ourselves in
Principalpoop: imagine studying them and then needing to understand who nixon is or timothy leary lol
Principalpoop: I am a winner, finally :D
cease: worked for me when i was in europe a few years ago.
H. Stones: i have been here since last week
cease: everything reminded me of firesign lines
H. Stones: good night Clem
Principalpoop: thank you ahhh, clem, hope bambi is better, keep warm
cease: nite clem
cease: yes, maintain much warmth
Bob D Caterino: Yes Clem, keep Bambi warm. She likes it that way.
H. Stones: is Bambi not so well this week
ah,clem: good night all!
Principalpoop: she said she took some nyquil, maybe just a cold I hope...
Principalpoop: night night ahhh, clem
H. Stones: i caught a chest infection just before new year and i am still coughing even now
Bob D Caterino: yes calling it a night myself so I can count my tens of dollars from new book sales.
H. Stones: ok good night then Bob, see you next week i trust
||||||||| Around 11:50 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset...
Principalpoop: that is too long stones, start smoking more, kill the virus
Principalpoop: night bob, and good luck
Bob D Caterino: Yep and take care of that Country Stones. It is a great one that Britain
H. Stones: yes its a nasty bug which is very widespread
||||||||| At 11:51 PM, Bob D Caterino hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
H. Stones: no its not bob, the germans call it Grossen
Principalpoop ( stones
Principalpoop: reminds me of falwty towers, we are all allies now
H. Stones: yes, and so we should be PP
Principalpoop: cleese can be funny cruel
H. Stones: incidentally, for midweek chats you can find me on Skype or MSN messenger, bjackson0308@hotmail.com
Principalpoop: oops, thanks
H. Stones: i usppose i better get back to sending AOL some more hate mail
Principalpoop: i had to change my mailing address with comcast bought adelphia..
cease: ok, see you next week folks
H. Stones: take care cease
H. Stones: have a good week
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 11:55 PM train to British Columbia.
Principalpoop: have a super week all, looks like the bush is going
H. Stones: lol
boney: Harry Shearer has moved to New Orleans, Al Franken has moved to Minnesota
Principalpoop: give AOL a bloody hell for me stones, ciaooo
Principalpoop: the times they are achanging, night all
H. Stones: they are a pain in the arse and killing The Singing Fish was the final straw for me
||||||||| Principalpoop is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:56 PM.
H. Stones: good night poop, catch you later boney, goodnight
boney: I felt the same way when The Simpsons killed Blinky the Three Eyed Fish
boney: Nite.
H. Stones: Singing Fish was the very best search engine for obscure and rare audio and video on the net, aol bought it and first opportunity killed it,
||||||||| "Hey boney!" ... boney turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:57 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
H. Stones: good night
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| wake steps in at 12:53 AM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
wake: I already have one.
wake: I guess I am a little late
wake: ---> twiddling thumbs
wake: -----> picking lint from navel
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| At 1:05 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, wake!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Bob D Caterino
Bubba's Brain
H. Stones
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"