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 April 12, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:12 AM and Firebroiled bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Firebroiled: Well, that’s it! Here’s your keys. Goodbye, friends and happy motoring back on the Freeway, which is already in progress . . . !
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:12 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Firebroiled by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Outside, the 4:50 PM bus from Islamabad pulls away, leaving krishan coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
krishan: hi
||||||||| It's 5:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| krishan - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (8:38 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre at about 9 eastern" a dwarf and a bozo'
||||||||| 8:40 PM -- ah,clem left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| ah,clem sashays in at 8:55 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| 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 Hope disembarks at 8:57 PM.
ah,clem: is this your door knocker?
Hope: Ouch. I just stubbed my toe on Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood stubbeds Hope's toe on.
Hope: Hi Ah Clem How are you tonight?
Hope: Hmm, you must be off tending to the fire.
Hope: Hmmm. You must be off tending to the fire.
Hope: Got frozen.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 12, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Hope: Great. Nobody here but us bozos
Hope: Bambi coming in tonight?
ah,clem: yes, in a little over an hour
Hope: 'Tis a most fine combination dear friend
Hope: 8-)
ah,clem :)
Hope: Got a bunch of FST CDs for my birthday on Monday...
ah,clem: cool
Hope: Oooh, feel better soon Jimmy
ah,clem: it is timeless art
ah,clem: tks, I hope to, :)
Hope: LOL Ain't that the truth
Hope: Got to hear Immortality in full for the very first time
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies cease into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:06 PM, then departs.
ah,clem: the 9th? wow that was my Mom's birthday
cease: you too hope?
ah,clem: hi Cat
Hope: Nope the 16th, you're a week behind
cease: didnt get any firesign for my birthday. but then i have it all i think
Hope: Hi Cease, how you doing tonight?
cease: pretty good, hope.
cease: not so kurt vonnegut though
Hope: How's the weather up there?
Hope: Yes, I heard today, sad.
||||||||| Rotonoto sneaks in around 9:07 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
ah,clem: thought you ment this past monday, as you got your gift already
cease: was supposed to be sunny but rained all day. supposed to be serious storms here tomorrow
Hope: Hey Roto
Rotonoto: Hi, all...
cease: hi roto
Hope: I always order my birthday gifts early...
cease: vonnegut seemed to be lucid to the end, from all we here
ah,clem: hey Dave
Hope: Here too.
Rotonoto: Hi, Cat- How ya?
Hope: Yes, although I heard that his wife said he suffered brain damage from the fall he took
cease: pretty good, roto
Rotonoto: Yo Clem!
cease: yes that's the news i heard
Hope: You guys will hafta hep me come up with a better name...
cease: when was his last published work? not that lnog ago
cease: hope leslie?
cease: bob hopes brit school name
Hope: Couple years ago, 2004 I believe
Hope: More FST related maybe...
ah,clem: nancy?
Rotonoto: Yean, besides, with a positive, generic name like Hope, everyone will be asking after Faith and Charity, too ;)
Hope: I'll have to immerse myself in the Firesigns this weekend---so to speak ha ha
cease: yes, the best place to get a name from.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Mudhead in through the front door at 9:11 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
ah,clem: hey Mud
cease: i still havent made up a firesign name for myself and i've been here since the begining
cease: hi mud
Hope: Nancy is a good start, but with some embellishment
Rotonoto: You know the Firesign's work, then, Hope?
ah,clem: or betty-jo?
Hope: Ho there Mudhead
Rotonoto: Oh, before the beginning, I'm sure
Hope: Oh yes Roto
cease: i dont think we have a nancy here
Mudhead: no nappy headed ho's here Hope
ah,clem: audrey?
Hope: ACK LOL Mud
Rotonoto: Why, Mudhead!
Hope: Those are good too
Mudhead: i dun want the FCC to fine me
cease: yeah that's true, roto. i remember listening in on the discussion as this enterprise was discusses
Rotonoto: If "General Curtis Goatheart" is already taken, perhaps "Art Wholeflaffer"?
||||||||| Merlyn sashays in at 9:14 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: elayne's idea, orginally. she had a great fanzine called five alarm firesign out of which this emerged
Hope: I think I'd prefer something at least remotely female...
Mudhead: Hamburger all over the highway lol
cease: hi merl. when did you discover this venue?
ah,clem: audrey farber was one of "Nancy's other names"
Rotonoto: hope- All I did to find my name was to think back at some of the great stuff that made me laugh...
Hope: Hey Merl, how ya doin'?
Rotonoto: gely enough, it was some lines out of "Not Insane!"
cease: elayne wanted me to be Tiny Dr. Tim. another dear friend took that name and ran off with it
Merlyn: hi ho (obligatory Vonnegut ref)
Mudhead: rip kurt
Rotonoto: ...and so it goes...
cease: indeed
cease: there's a lot of overlap in firesign and vonnegut
Mudhead: Merlyn this chat session keeps flashin on n off like a crazy monkey
Rotonoto: They're saying he even looked a bit like Mark Twain
Hope: Like what?
Hope: Didn't somebody say that last week Mudhead?
Mudhead: yes, ME!
Hope: LOL
Mudhead: Im gonna revert back to IE1
cease: one of the first things i read this morning about his death compared him to pk dick, who was my fave writer
Merlyn: maybe it's the coffee you're drinking
Rotonoto: ...yes, "all we have to fear is ME!"
cease: there's a lot of firesign perspective that resonates through the works of both authors, whether they listend to firesign or not
Hope: Have you been putting anchovies in your coffee again?
cease: anchovies? i thought you said it was opium
Rotonoto: Cat- very good parallels ther for sure, similarly twisty story line sna d visualizations
Merlyn: opium doesn't have beady little eyes
Hope: Perhaps it was pickles
Rotonoto: dang kbd can't spell 2nite...
cease: it does if you take enough of it, merl. or so i've heard
Hope: Ah isn't that always the excuse Roto
Hope: I may have inadvertently left one of my synthetic chinchillas in your coffeepot Merl
cease: i thought it was blue moss
Merlyn: mutant blue coffee
cease: or are we on the red moss now?
cease: we should turn into commie aliens soon
Hope: Here, have some Bear Whiz instead, it goes better with bagels
Hope: Catherwood, bring Merl a heaping mug of Bear Whizz
||||||||| Catherwood hands merl a heaping mug of bear whizz.
cease: nbcv doing good obit for kurt
Merlyn: catherwood, hold the pickle
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Merlyn and inquires "Would you like something?"
Hope: Am I imagining a lower tone this evening people?
cease: cbs had terrible obit. air america had some nice interviews
Mudhead: Catherwood If I told you that you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
||||||||| Catherwood againsts Mudhead.
cease: yes this place is strangely empty tonight
||||||||| 9:23 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Elayne: Evenin' all
Merlyn: catherwood, get a new parser
||||||||| Catherwood hands a new parser.
Hope: Hi Elayne
Merlyn slaps forehead
ah,clem: hi E
Hope: Catherwood, serve everyone some pep pills
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Hope and says "oh, fuck off Hope!"
Elayne: Hey Hope! First time here, or have I just missed you before?
Hope: First time last week Elayn, nice to know you
Hope: And Catherwood has done that to me both times now
||||||||| Catherwood toes Hope both times.
Elayne: Likewise - why is Catherwood being mean to you?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Elayne
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:25 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Merlyn laughs
Elayne: Catherwood, be nice.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Elayne
Principalpoop: re-enlist today
Hope: What is reality?
Mudhead: Hi poop
Hope: Hi Poop
||||||||| Dave & Katie enters at 9:26 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Elayne: Merlyn, could you please reign in Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Elayne
Principalpoop: hi mud
Principalpoop: hi hope
Dave & Katie: hi all, I should be at choir rehearsal but ended up missing my ride
Principalpoop: i got hi hopes, hi hopes
Merlyn: sh, don't mentin the war - I mean, his name
Elayne: Hey D&K!
Dave & Katie: so you get to talk to me instead, aren't you lucky?
Principalpoop: dave? dave's not here man.
Dave & Katie: Katie is snoring peacefully on her doggy bed
ah,clem: hey Dave & Katie
Principalpoop: You can sing for us instead
Dave & Katie: ok the Dave's not here thing was funny the first 3 times, after we've put 2 00s after it, it gets old
Hope: Is this on?
Dave & Katie: I could sing, grin, I'm all warmed up and everything!
Principalpoop: dave? not here man...
Dave & Katie: turn me on dead man
Hope: Sing us a tune DK
Principalpoop: ok, give us some van morrison, tupelo honey
ah,clem: #9?
Dave & Katie: tat's a fun song to sing
cease: i gotta see a dog about a man, eh?
Principalpoop: you can take.. all the tea in china
Dave & Katie: with a wg wag here and a wag wag there, right Katie? grin, I love my dog
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Rotonoto - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hope: Hey, I'm a happy birthday gumdropper
Elayne: Man, you go away for a few weeks, suddenly you're not getting any in-jokes. What have I missed re: Dave and his mellifluous tones?
cease: had my first cup of tea at a starbucks today. it was amazingly good
Principalpoop: hi roto noto
cease: hey el
Dave & Katie: ok typing from my bed, cause my back hurts, so the spelling mistakes will be more abundant
cease: i hope you are well as you can be, el
Principalpoop: hi E, this is reality
ah,clem: what kind of tea, Cat?
Mudhead: "Sorry for all the chronic." -- Ricky Williams
Hope: TEA???
Elayne: Thanks, Cat.
Principalpoop: he really missed his ride and choir practice
Dave & Katie: sorry E, I'm in a spirituals choir, and normally am not here on Thursdays, so I miss a lot of jokes too
cease: african red bush it was called
cease: didnt taste like tea. almost psychedelic taste, if that makes sense
ah,clem: cool
Dave & Katie: hey Merl did you get thte pic I sent you of Katie and I?
Hope: Rooibos is the name of that herb tea and it's one of my favorites
Principalpoop: it is not tea, just some african red bush
cease: it tasted like a firesign album, or a vonnegut novel
Dave & Katie: wow I wonder if we have that here
Dave & Katie: the tea, not the psychedelia
Elayne: I have African red bush tea. Haven't drank any of it yet.
Hope: Yeah, it gives a nice relaxing feeling
Hope: Tasty too
cease: my first libation at a star bucks. birthday present from a frined
Principalpoop: put on some groovy music after you drink it E
Hope: You having a birthday too?
Principalpoop: the white a;bum would do fine, or firesign theatre
cease: just took the crab canneloni out of the oven
cease: today, yes. my 56th
Mudhead: I just want to preface my remarks tonite, I'm sorry, but I refuse to be politically correct.
Hope: Poop have you ever seen "Eating Raoul"?
cease: didnt get any firesign albums though. youre lucky
Principalpoop: happy birthday cat, and many many more
Principalpoop: hasn't everybody?
Hope: Happy happy Cease. Mine is on Monday.
cease: thanks poop. and happy birthday to our new chatter hope.
ah,clem: your nicname tells us that, mudhead
Principalpoop: sticks and stones can break my bones, and so can nappy-headed hos
Hope: Thanks 8-) I'm lucky 'cause I buy my own birthday presents
ah,clem: happy happy, joy joy, Cat
Principalpoop: so you are 8 today hope?
cease: in the steve allen interview, i htink it was proctor or maybe bergman who said they geared their work at smart highschool/college kids
Hope: You reminded me of that movie Poop!
cease: thankfully that was me.
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Rotonoto', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Principalpoop: wb roto
Dave & Katie: mine isn't til Nov. and I'm gonna get smashed! 21 baby! ok guys, I know, it was a long time ago, just try and think back
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bubba's Brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:36 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
cease: what amazes me is that everyone didnt tape their shows then they were on the air in la in 67 on
Bubba's Brain: Herro.
Rotonoto: Well, the Happy Hour News Team is back...
Elayne: WB, Roto, and hi Bubba!
Hope: Nope sweet sixteen (I wish)
Principalpoop: hi bubba
Dave & Katie: roto!
ah,clem: lol Dave
Principalpoop: not a big deal when I was young dave, 18 was the age for voting and drinking
Hope: Herro Bubba
ah,clem: stumble carefully
cease: according to comic books, when a person gets "smashed" in the face, he loses his sight. what will happen to you, dave? will you gain it?
Rotonoto: Hey guys- has Dr. Headphones been around any the past month or so?
Hope: Actually I am celebrating an anniversary of my 30th birthday, won't say which one
cease: lol hope
Principalpoop: tween got an email from him last week, he is fine, just busy
Bubba's Brain: Ah, plenty-nine.
cease: not in a long time, roto
cease: i heard he lost his computer access
cease: the last of his blog posts mentions it
Principalpoop: that too
Hope: Yes, I like plenty-nine
Rotonoto: Yep, I got the email, too, know he's OK- but probably only a borrowed ISP these days...
Dave & Katie: roto I talked to Ken a few weeks ago
cease: hope, are you familiar with jack benny?
Principalpoop: ahhh 30 something, that is something
Rotonoto: I'm trying to get him to try my fav 5 dollar per month dialup ISP, actually pretty good
Hope: Not in the intimate sense Cat
Dave & Katie: Jack Benny, one of my alltime fave, if not my fave, commic, oh knoo wait that's still Lenny Bruce
Principalpoop: high standards hope...
Rotonoto: Yeah, me too, Dave- fortunately he calls once in a while...
cease: he's been dead for 30 years so i hope not, hope
Principalpoop: come come come
Hope: Sometimes Poop, sometimes
cease: your eternally 30 ref reminded me of his eternal 39
Dave & Katie: wait, I'm still the youngest here right? it's a status I've heald for about 4 yrs now
Principalpoop: hehe
cease: we need new members!
Principalpoop: how old is katie?
Dave & Katie: good lord I need to sit up to type properly
cease: proc was so sure immortality would rake in a young crowd
cease: lol poop
Hope: Who needs a new member?
cease: io mean YOUNG, not new
Dave & Katie: true, Kate is probably the youngest, she's 2 and a half or so
Principalpoop: oops dog years are x 7 right?
Dave & Katie: pity it didn't bring in the new members, people just don't get it
Mudhead: My members not new, but it still works
Merlyn: OK, the butler should know how to 'serve' things and might respond sensibly to 'be'ing things
Hope: I'm afraid the young crowd has been dumbing down for some time now Cat
Rotonoto: Cat- but at about the same time, I saw their CD's get swept from the shelves of my local Best Buy, never to return.
Dave & Katie: long as it works mud
Principalpoop: throw a towel over it show off
cease: as someone who gets asked for his seniors card with increasing frequency it amazes me that young people would enjoy the firesigns, but im happy to be proved wrong
Hope: I just heard Immortality in full for the first time this weekend--catching up with technology, sadly (and finances)
Rotonoto: Hope- yes, and they love potty mouth, negative morning talk show hosts
cease: the young were pretty dumb when i was young too.
Principalpoop: ok dave, get on american idol and mention firesign theatre as a source of your inspiration
Dave & Katie: yeah, well it's worse these days Cat, course I was born waaaaaaaaaay the fuck too late
cease: i heard someone on the radio yesterday meniotn joe pine.
Elayne: oop sorry, fading...
cease: he was joe swine on 2 places. but he's a distant figure
Hope: Hee hee GO DAVE--I would maybe watch it once if you did
Dave & Katie: I should, what would I sign, "we're bringing the war back home?"
cease: the blog must be doing you a lot of good, el.
Hope: Uh-oh Elayne are you going already?
cease: you are someone who has benefitted from the act of writing more than anyone i know
Rotonoto: Hey Elayne- the night is young, stick around...
Merlyn: Catherwood, serve some nappy headed hors d’œuvres
||||||||| Catherwood gets some nappy headed hors d’ œ uvres.
Principalpoop: i have never seen it, maybe you could do toad away at the end of each show
Dave & Katie: wow I'm sitting up and the typing's just as bad, cause I think too fast for my fingers to figure out what I'm thinking
cease: thats true for anyone who likes the firsings, dave
Merlyn: never let your fingers know what you're thinking
Principalpoop: you think too fast, that is why like firesign
cease: unless yhou're deaf, perhaps
Rotonoto: Fingers are nototiously poor spellers...
Principalpoop: right on cat, far out
Rotonoto: notoriously
Hope: And members are notoriously poor thinkers...
cease: sounds like the intro to Bride, hope
Principalpoop: mythumbisoffendedandhasgoneonstrikenospacebaractionnow
Rotonoto: No we're all brilliant strategists and global thinkers here...
Dave & Katie: depends what mine's thinking about
Hope: I haven't listened to that one yet Cat but I got it for myself last week
Principalpoop: sorrydave
Dave & Katie: Katie just let out a great doggy sneeze! bless you!
Rotonoto: (Roto remembers "...naughty flippers..." reference in "MIB")
Hope: I doused myself with Firesign
Principalpoop: geshoundheit
Elayne: Gesundheit, Katie!
cease: "members are notoriously poor thinkers" sums up the first 7 minutes or so
Hope: LOL that should be great
Principalpoop: on which side?
Merlyn: dave, I don't think I got that picture. I can't log in on my unix account right now for some reason
Principalpoop: am i plugged in the most recent plug?
Hope: It's the shadow side Poop
Rotonoto: I wallowed in Firesign for years...
Dave & Katie: I sent it awhile back merl
cease: great pbs obit chat on kurt
Hope: Poop are you operating?
Hope: FST, one of my favorite anti-depressants
Principalpoop: i'll take the bag
cease: i'd like to hear firesign eulogized like this
Merlyn: let me check my old email, I have a big chunk on my mac here
cease: so it goes, the musicality of that
Dave & Katie: speaking of kurt, where's twene?
cease: the "whatever" of its day
cease: yes his absence is odd
Hope: Well, Cat let's not rush things
Rotonoto: yeah, bless that little government servo robot, I miss him...
Hope: Because I'll be plodding along behind them
cease: i dont mean to be morbid, hope
Principalpoop: pull the curtain fred
cease: ididnt know heller was vonenguts neighbour
Hope: No prob Cat
Hope: Pull my finger Poop
Rotonoto: pull my finger, fred...
Elayne: In order to get an amazing obit, you pretty much have to be well-known. I'm afraid Firesign will always be somewhat obscure.
Principalpoop: steady
cease: alas, elayne
Hope: Obscure? Shirley you're joking
Rotonoto: ah, yes- the genius of obscurity...
cease: but "amazing" is relative. the pbs this is the 4th ive seen in last hour. but by far the best
cease: the cbs sucked.
Principalpoop: she is not, and don't call me shirley
Merlyn: dave, can you send me a private message of the email address your picture would have come from so I can search for it?
Principalpoop: hi ahh, clem
Mudhead: hello ah clem
Principalpoop: woof woof
Hope: Now Ah clem, don't make me flirt with you until Bambi comes in
Mudhead: wo0t
Mudhead: we're already silly
cease: of dead me, i'd wished it said, "he listened to the firesign theatre alot"
Principalpoop: i had a nap, this weather is weathering me
ah,clem :)
Hope: That sounds good to me Cat
Principalpoop: just include that he used the chat name principlepoop...
Mudhead: Skink, WI
cease: is a ho headed your way, poop?
Dave & Katie: and god is on our side
Principalpoop: a nap, not a nappy
Hope: Catherwood, give everyone a Ma Rainey's
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a ma rainey's.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:54 PM, dragging Bunnyboy by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Mudhead: I wont need another
cease: and beethoven, unwrapped a jelly roll
Bunnyboy: hiya hiya
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Bunnyboy: RIP Kurt Vonnegut
Bunnyboy: RIP Roscoe Lee Browne
cease: but you live on, bun
Hope: What took you this long Bunny
Mudhead: about that wide
Elayne: Hey Bunny.
ah,clem: hope everyone knows the mole skin ref before they chow down, lol
Principalpoop: i can tell by the pie on your tie
Bunnyboy: That Ma Rainey's is so good, I'm gonna wipe it off and eat it again.
Mudhead: these fresh moles?
cease: happy eternal easter, bunny.
cease: have an egg
Bunnyboy: Hope: Clean living, of course.
Dave & Katie: Kurt Vonigit died? damn
Mudhead: yumm, Ma Raineys now in chocolate
Bunnyboy: Longevity, that is.
Hope: LOL I'm too slow for this crowd
cease: eat em, clean em off, eat em again
Hope: Somebody sent me a card that said how do you tell the difference between a male and a female chocolate bunny?
Dave & Katie: I tried to read his stuff but actually never got in to it, now what I will do when Terry prattchett shuffles off the discworld, I don't know
cease: i havent read pratchett but should
ah,clem: a "mole skin " was a nickname for an eary contraceptive
Hope: If it has a hollow head it's a male (sorry guys)
Principalpoop: why do I know that name?
ah,clem: early
cease: you think the firesign expected us to know that, clem?
Hope: I didn't know they had skins for ears in those days Ah Clem
Principalpoop: i used a sheep thing once, made me itch horribly
Hope: I'm looking forward to learning the more obscure references from you guys
Principalpoop: oops, wrong chat hehe
ah,clem: lol
Bunnyboy: Eary contraceptive? You should protect your hearing, definitely.
Bubba's Brain: Prevent Hearing AIDS
Hope: Wow, let's go to that other chat room
Dave & Katie: perhaps it's simply spooky
ah,clem: lol
Principalpoop: i think we're all bozos on this bus
Bunnyboy: Poop: It's not a suppository.
Dave & Katie: honk honk
Hope: honk honk don't squeeze my wheez
Bunnyboy: "Yo rather Picasso?"
Principalpoop: an italian inuendo?
Hope: And I won't pick your nose
Mudhead: yur my friend tho
Principalpoop: cuze me while I clean out the west wing
Hope: Shoot. Booted by Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Hope and asks "Did you want something?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bubba's Brain: In U end, Oh!
Hope: Thanks Mud, I need all the friends I can get
Bunnyboy: The Picasso line is from a old, forgotten National Lampoon strip, THE AESOP BROTHERS.
Hope: Oh YES Catherwood, I WANT something
||||||||| Catherwood brings a Rat-on-a-Stick.
||||||||| 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 H Stones falls out at 10:01 PM.
Bunnyboy: I miss Charles Rodrigues.
Hope: Catherwood, peel me a mango
||||||||| Catherwood peels Hope a mango.
Dave & Katie: dear friends
Mudhead: Hi Stones
Principalpoop: hello stones
H Stones: Good evening friends
Bunnyboy: lo Stones
Hope: Hey Stones, welcome in
Elayne: Hey Stones!
Principalpoop: lucky hope, she got a rat on a stick, wow
Dave & Katie: that whole "welcome to the future" thing sounds better in stereo
Bunnyboy: But don't mention the dog's stones.
Mudhead: You nappy headed ho Stones
Hope: Mango anyone?
Bunnyboy: Not in front of the kinder.
Hope: Goes great with rat on a stick
Principalpoop: hardcore stone hehe
Bunnyboy: 5 million dollars a word. Unbelievable.
ah,clem: catherwood, please bring everyone an order of rat-in-a-box
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone an order of rat-in-a-box.
Hope: Any ticks left?
Principalpoop: wait, my rat looks like a chiwahwah dog
cease: stones
Dave & Katie: catherwood give me a regards to my frog
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dave & Katie a regards to my frog.
H Stones: Sorry i am running late but the bus service from Trafalmadore is useless this time of night
Hope: Quick, poop give me that one
Hope: I'm looking for a new pet
Bubba's Brain: Yo quiro Taco Bell
Principalpoop: what have you got?
Dave & Katie: and then the sponges came and soaked up everything
cease: i think the speed of light is at half mast tonight
ah,clem: the dog has ticks, then we must flee..
Principalpoop: use the london bridge, oops we bought and took that stones
Bubba's Brain: BRB
Principalpoop: ok bubba
Hope: Well, the last time I played Beat the Reaper I picked up something but don't think it's contagious
Dave & Katie: some uncomplicated people still believe this myth! say that to the catholics
cease: for almost the first time since the beginning, i have brought my dinner down to the computer dungeon to digest and tyupe at the same time
Principalpoop: every sperm is sacred
Principalpoop: don't get crab or cheese on the keyboard cat
Hope: But are they contagious?
Bunnyboy: Tripe and type. Yu....uck.
cease: ill do best poop
Hope: Catherwood, bring Cat a silk napkin
||||||||| Catherwood hands cat a silk napkin.
ah,clem: enjoy the crabs, Cat
cease: this is amazingly good
Principalpoop: cat is addicted, again
H Stones: do you always tyup for FT chat Cease and does it increase the pleasure
Elayne: Yum, Cat!
cease: i havwe handufll of paper napkins
Bunnyboy: Bergman may have been the original LaBrea Man, put Austin was hysterical as same in the 1999 show.
Dave & Katie: millions of months passed
H Stones: very wise i think
cease: supplementiong this amazing meal is a bottle of casal garcia. cold
cease: you havew a good memory, bun
Principalpoop: maria's brother?
Dave & Katie: it's been so long since I heard this record, I have all my fst stuff at home
Bunnyboy: oops, that's "but", Ben.
Hope: Are you typing with your mouth full again?
H Stones: lol
Principalpoop: quite stones
Hope: No, that's hands frands
Bunnyboy: cat: A blessing and a curse.
cease: if i died in the milddle of a mouthful of this food, it couldnt be a better death
Hope: Especially if you died in the middle of it
H Stones: you shouldnt die with your mouth ful, its rude
Principalpoop: i thought that about the new key lime cheese cake pie
Hope: Not the worst way to go, would it be--eating something good
Merlyn: back
H Stones: wb
cease: i thoguht i'd have to go to a restaurant. thanklfully i can do it at home now
Hope: LOL
H Stones: make sure you draw the curtains first
Elayne: I think I'd like to do the fugu thing.
Bunnyboy: Frank Miller's DARK KNIGHT RETURNS has a wonderful recurring line: "This would be a good death."
Hope: Yep, it's better to be at home
Hope: LOL Elayne
Bunnyboy: And, even better: "This would be a stupid death."
Hope: Like "Today is a good day to die"
cease: but fugu isnt that good, el
Principalpoop: fugu? noo fume
cease: i dont htink anyway.,
cease: this crab is though. its the herbs
Elayne: I wouldn't know, Cat, I've never eaten it.
||||||||| 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 Knod disembarks at 10:11 PM.
cease: it didnt work for chief dan george
Elayne: Hello Knod.
H Stones: hi
Principalpoop: a nod to knod
cease: i like the future, i'm in it.
Hope: Hi there Knod
cease: that sums up my philosphy
Knod: hey Elayne
Dave & Katie: if you push something hard enough, it will fall over
cease: probalby summed up vonnegut's less and less of late
Bunnyboy: Elayne: I got Terry Moore's autograph, and shook his hand, at Emerald City Comicon.
Knod: hey Poop
Hope: Catherwood, give us all a taste of Cat's dinner
||||||||| Catherwood hands us all a taste of cat's dinner.
Elayne: Did you see Laura there, Bunny? Or Heidi Meeley?
cease: yes i wish i could share it with all of you
Elayne: Laura was walking around with her little Torvald the Troll figuring taking everyone's picture with it.
Dave & Katie: I just got the sexual references in this bi
Mudhead: Ralph Stoner?
Elayne: She got a great shot of Margot Kidder holding the thing.
Hope: I have a personally autographed photo of our four boys, one of my prized possessions
Principalpoop: put some on the chat, I will lick the screen cat
Bunnyboy: Elayne: If I did, I missed it.
Hope: Poop that sounded obscene
Elayne: I put a link to the Travels with the Troll site on ComicMix. She got some great photos. That little figurine went a long way...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Honey Sanchez', just granted probation at 10:13 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: food for thought hope
Principalpoop: hola honey
H Stones: Hi Honey
Bunnyboy: Elayne: Yeah, Margot Kidder and Peter Mayhew were there.
Honey Sanchez: hola amigos
Hope: Food for something anyway
Hope: Hi Honey, Please state your first name
Elayne: Evenin' Honey!
Bunnyboy: hiya Honey
Hope: Ok now clem, tell us the story of how you got your name
Principalpoop: last name first
cease: margot was in a wondrous cancuk flick called The Best Damn Fiddle from Kalaboie to Kaladar
Knod: hey sanchez
cease: wonderously erotic.
H Stones: No sign of Tween or Fong tonight, must i assume they are plotting something ?
cease: and speaking of, here's Honey
Hope: I heard you put that needle to the platter
Principalpoop: fong warned us, he would spring cleaning his dumpster, no news of tween
Hope: And we're all watching and wasting our time
cease: i suspect they ahve better thhings to do than plot
Principalpoop: connive perhaps
Elayne: Where's Bambi tonight? Was she here earlier?
Elayne: No sign of DocTec or Lili either.
Dave & Katie: yes there isn't a deer in the headlights lookat all around here
Principalpoop: exit left to funway
Hope: Bambi's due in around 10 Eastern
Knod: i haven't seen bambi here or in the other room tonite
Hope: Antelope Freeway
cease: i wonder if doc got that job?
Principalpoop: 1 half mile
Bunnyboy: Family feeding time. May BBL. Play nice, folks.
Hope: What other room are we talking about?
ah,clem: well, re- the name, when first logging into fst chat, and asked for a name, ah,clem was the first thing that came to mind, and found that I was "one of the little guys", it fit very well
cease: eat well bun
Principalpoop: ok bunny, bon ap
Mudhead: cya BB
H Stones: ok Bunny see you later then
Knod: enjoy bunnyboy
Dave & Katie: I only have one critter to feed, I like it that way
ah,clem: Bambi here, be just a minute or 2
Honey Sanchez: well, i am hittin the funway takin the freeway, be home in a bit see ya all then byeeeeeeee
Hope: Well exactly just how short are you?
Mudhead: bye Honey
Dave & Katie: what's funny about the president on this album is that his answers make more sense than the current president's
Hope: S'long Honey
cease: short people got no body
||||||||| At 10:19 PM, Bunnyboy scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
H Stones: drive carefully Honey
cease: good point, dave
Hope: S'long Honey
Principalpoop: going so soon honey? ciaoo
Hope: Oops
Knod: that's a scarey thought, d&k
cease: honey
ah,clem: not short, it was just a special thing Merlin had put in the chat for special characters
Hope: Ain't that the truth
Principalpoop: we are all special characters here ahhh, clem
Hope: Well thanks for the 'splaining Ah Clem
H Stones: you can say that again Poop
ah,clem: indeed we are Poop
Hope: Too kind
Elayne: I think I'll be moseying as well. Eyes not focusing very well this evening.
Elayne: Next week, all.
Rotonoto: ..
Hope: Indeed we are poop?
Merlyn: since "ah, clem" sounds spliced in in the album, I made the font different for that name
||||||||| At 10:21 PM, Elayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Rotonoto: bye E
Mudhead: nite E
Hope: Take care Elayne
ah,clem: g/n E
Principalpoop: night E
Hope: Oh, that's why he's so tiny
cease: el
Principalpoop: chat blanked, damn IE
Dave & Katie: still looks the same from this perrrrspective
ah,clem: get firefox
ah,clem: :)
Mudhead: Hadda refresh
Principalpoop: i have it, love it, but it clicks on each refresh
Hope: Si, firefox es muy bueno
Principalpoop: drives me insane hahahahahahaha
Hope: Do you feel refreshed Mud?
Mudhead: go into Sounds and turn it off
Principalpoop: easy enough to say
Principalpoop: i could not find that
ah,clem: short drive, PP?
Dave & Katie: don't like firefox
Mudhead: control panel, sounds
H Stones: i make my own sounds and turn windows sounds off
Knod: 182 imus items on ebay tonite , i wonder how many their were 10 days ago
Principalpoop: just around the ben ah, clem
Hope: Off the proverbial pier?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:24 PM and Bambi steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: ahhh bambi
Mudhead: hi Bambi
cease: it's a Deer
Principalpoop: i have the windows sounds turned off already
H Stones: Good Evening Bambi
Knod: Hi Bambi
Bambi: howdy dear friends :-)
Hope: Hi Bambi
Hope: The bozos keep calling for Ah, Clem tonight
Bambi says drat! I dropped the other grape again!
Principalpoop: ok ok, i will try again, brb
||||||||| 10:25 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Hope: Catherwood give Bambi half a peach
||||||||| Catherwood brings bambi half a peach.
Bambi: great to see ya all! :-)
ah,clem: welcome home, dear deer
Bambi: thank you Catherwood and Hope
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Bambi and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Bambi: thanks Clem :-)
Hope: You have to keep him busy, it's better that way
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 10:27 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: firefox
Principalpoop: no clicks
H Stones: you look refreshed Poop
Principalpoop: i feel better too
cease: how's it going, bambi?
H Stones: didnt realise the botox was so effective poop, i must try it
Principalpoop: oops botox? i thought you told me clorox
Merlyn: I thought it was boxtops
Principalpoop: i look like michael jackson now
Hope: Yes, but it makes the Pooper drool a bit
H Stones: which is more than can be said for Michael Jackson nowadays
Bambi: keeping real busy Cat .. but I guess that's a good thing :-)
Merlyn: michael jackson doesn't look like michael jackson
cease: sometimes yes, sometimes no, bambi
Principalpoop: that bleached out look
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: busy is good, just not too busy
||||||||| llanwydd tiptoes in around 10:30 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Principalpoop: hi llan
H Stones: Hi llan
llanwydd: my but it is getting crowded in here
Principalpoop: is that my elbow?
Knod: hi Ilan
Hope: Yes, but isn't it nice?
llanwydd: sure it is
Rotonoto: ..
cease: when austin was here one time, i used the nic Live Cat Soap
llanwydd: how's everybody this evening
cease: i wonder if i should use that
Hope: Everybody pull in your buts
Principalpoop: stick your left foot in and swing it all about
Hope: When was the last time we had a visit here from one of the guys?
llanwydd: actually, Hope, most of us are guys
cease: its in the logs, hope
Bambi: hey rotodave and llanwydd ... did I miss you both come in?
Hope: Poop you just narrowly missed my ________ (fill in the blank)
Principalpoop: stones is one of the guys, used to be
cease: hi lllan
Bambi: wb princep
cease: the ending of this is my favourite firesing ending
llanwydd: no I just got here
Principalpoop: i need viagra before i can fill in your blank hope
Hope: Ending early tonight Ah Clem?
Bambi: hey Stones, how's it going across the pond?
Principalpoop: warner brothers bambi? hannah and barbara
Principalpoop: about it?
llanwydd: what's playing?
Hope: It's in with the pep pills tonight Poop
llanwydd: or was?
Principalpoop: way early
Principalpoop: thanks so much ahhh, clem
Mudhead: not me
Hope: Ahhh, the first Dear Friends cut
Principalpoop: toad away
Hope: Or is it?
Mudhead: imma go to bed now, g'nite dear friends
H Stones: retunes his dial to KCSM Jazz 91
cease: they can claim prophecy in this too
Hope: Do we have a Mister Foster Freezze here?
cease: soon all toads will be gone
Principalpoop: night mud
H Stones: must you go so soon Mud ?
Hope: Sweet Dreams Mud
Knod: gnite mudhead
cease: mud
||||||||| At 10:35 PM, Mudhead rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
llanwydd: nite stones
llanwydd: sorry, I meant mudhead
Hope: Anyone listen to Bob Fass?
ah,clem: our "benediction"
Merlyn: nightly mudpack
cease: stones never die. they just roll away
Hope: I assumed Ah Clem, after a moment of brain fog
llanwydd: I've never heard of fass
H Stones: see you llan
Hope: Or get put in a jar of formaldehyde
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: benny diction, related to the hill that jack and jill rolled down?
Hope: On WBAI Ilan
cease: did you get that job with bill gates, merl?
Principalpoop: mama fass, with the chicken sandwich
||||||||| ah,clem scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ah,clem?! It's 10:38 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
llanwydd: aha
Merlyn: you mean google cat, and no
cease: cant keep my billionaires straight, merl. sorry to hear thought
Hope: Condolences Merl. What's your next move?
Principalpoop: their loss
cease: i hope doc, and healthy lili get jobs
cease: vancouver is sufering form a lack of people like you and them
Merlyn: I'm still employed, and I should be annoying republicans soon.
Hope: Yes, good thoughts for that
Knod: thanks ahclem, enjoyed the show
cease: they need all the annoyance they can get
H Stones: excellent hobby Merlyn
Hope: Go get 'em Merl. 8-)
cease: y uthik franken can win? i miss him on radio
llanwydd: you know what I found out tonight. If you ever have indigestion or nausea the best thing I can recommend for it is ginger tea
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: forget the antacids
Principalpoop: the yaws
cease: yeah ginger tea is good, llan. my wife makes it occasionally.
Principalpoop: what does ginger say aboutr that?
Merlyn: Soon I should have a certain notorious domain name that was the basis of a republican scandal a couple years ago
Hope: Yep, Ginger is a fab remedy Ilan
cease: what kinda tea can cure the Plague?
llanwydd: I was suffering all day and then I remembered what I had heard about it
Hope: So is baking soda
cease: i remember you going for that, merl
Hope: Black tea, Cat
cease: any firesing involvement?
cease: lol hope
Principalpoop: baking soda made me foam at the mouth
llanwydd: oh, I forgot Ginger T. Didn't mean anything personal about her
Merlyn: no cat, they passed when I originally thought of the idea. I can run it past them again if I like
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies doctec inside, makes a note of the time (10:41 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: the black cross volunteers, passing forth the licorice kool aide
Hope: LOL Poop
Principalpoop: speak of the devil
llanwydd: Hey Doc
cease: and speakkng of docs.....
doctec: hi gang
H Stones: Hi Doc
Hope: YAYYYY, Hey Doc tec
cease: devils 3, angels....
Hope: Were your ears burining?
Merlyn: hey dock
Principalpoop: and the giants played a doubleheader
doctec: sorry i'm late, i have a mild head cold - slept late afternoon, had errand to run and chow to grab before i could hunker down in fromt of the pc
doctec: no news re the mtv networks gig yet ... which i suppose is a 'no news is good news' thing
llanwydd: you know doc, I never thought to apologize for being late
Hope: Ginger tea is good for colds too Doc
llanwydd: I don't think anyone will forgive us
Principalpoop: better late than never, que Sarah Lee
Hope: I'll have you know I was given tonight's award for promptness
Hope: You can throw the roses now
doctec: i've been taking sudafed "p.e." - has helped with the symptoms (mainly congestion & runny nose)
llanwydd: It's usually me, Hope
Principalpoop: bend over and roll up your arm, you do want the regular or premium award?
doctec: have also been getting a lot of rest, which i suspect has helped as well
Hope: You picked a good OTC Doc
Principalpoop: sudafed works super for my sinuses
Dave & Katie: ok guys, I am really tired so will be turning in early tonight, have a lot of reading to do tomorrow, so night all until we meet againe
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:45 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dave & Katie by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Hope: I'll take the premium of course (not the bag)
Principalpoop: best of luck dave
doctec: shuts the spigots down to a trickle
cease: you should tlak to doc, dave
cease: too late
cease: he;s been here a long time
Hope: Rest is great, wish I could get some--I have insomnia most nights
llanwydd: you can still get sudafed over the counter but you have to ask for it
Principalpoop: and sign your name
doctec: dave - email me - doctec at optonline dot net
Rotonoto: ..
Hope: Farethewell K&D
H Stones: TTFN Dave
doctec: (i assume dave has a tech question for me)
Hope: And leave your firstborn?
Principalpoop: try a ball peen hammer hope
llanwydd: no he left his firstborn at Ankha Faroe's
Hope: On which end Poop? (I'm assuming that was a friendly suggestion)
Principalpoop: the peen end, silly
Hope: Ah, I should have known
doctec: you said "peen end" - huh huh uh huh
Hope: I am, however, ambidextrous
cease: speaking of dex
Principalpoop: you are not sure if you like dexter fong or not?
llanwydd: I noticed dex was absent but I assumed he was parking his car
cease: maybe if we just say his name, like we did with doc tec, he'll appear
Hope: Catherwood, bring Doc Tec half a peach for his head cold
||||||||| Catherwood hands doc tec half a peach for his head cold.
doctec: is that anything like maltodextrous?
Principalpoop: he warned us he would be absent
llanwydd: lol princ
doctec: catherwood, you're a peach!
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear doctec
Hope: Absolutely no additives although I could use a few preservatives
Principalpoop: no, we all know that fong likes malts
doctec: poor catherwood - he really needs a hearing aid
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear doctec
llanwydd: what are the benefits of ambidexterity?
Merlyn: catherwood, be a sport
||||||||| Catherwood says "I can't be a sport"
Hope: Yeah, and his mouth washed out with soap
H Stones: theres at least two llan
doctec: lland: you can drive and operate an ipod at the same time
llanwydd: for a minute I thought he was going to bring you peach schnapps or something
llanwydd: aha
Hope: A much better suggestion Ilan
Principalpoop: i liked peach schanpps, apple too
Hope: However I'm afraid I will have to bow out for now
Hope: Great fun being with y'all
cease: eat a peach
Principalpoop: mungo jerry in the summertime, sing along with me
llanwydd: have a great week, Hope!
Principalpoop: no, that is alman brothers
cease: off you bow, hope. thanks for joining us. enjoy your new firesign cds
||||||||| Bob D Caterino waltzes in at 10:52 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Hope: You too--when the weather is high--
H Stones: Hi Bob
cease: all men brothers, all women sisters
Principalpoop: night hope, and happy birthday again
Bob D Caterino: Waltz anyone?
cease: bob bob bobbing along
Hope: Thanks CatPoop
doctec: nitey nite hope
Principalpoop: joe waltz? good voice
cease: for 3 people?
Bob D Caterino: Hey cease doctec H Stones Hope llanwydd Merlyn Principalpoop Rotonoto
llanwydd: good attitude cat. wish I had thought of that
Hope: Hello and goodby Bob
H Stones: TTFN Hope
Bob D Caterino: how about the hawiian hilucination song
Hope: Sweet dreams to you later Doc Tec, and a warm and clear nose
Bob D Caterino: have a very happy one Hope
Principalpoop: always thinking of tatas that stones
llanwydd: was tween here tonight?
Principalpoop: i have not seen him
||||||||| Hope scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Hope?! It's 10:54 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
H Stones: i am half Irish Poop, maybe thats why
Bob D Caterino: Have you seen him, tell me have you seen him?
Principalpoop: which half, oops I will translate, ich alf matey?
llanwydd: I take it, your upper half, stones
Bob D Caterino: Stomes you nappi headed hoe
Principalpoop: that does it, bob is banned
Bob D Caterino: oh that was Imus's schtick
llanwydd: I'm Irish above the waist and on the left side
Bob D Caterino: quack quack
H Stones: i see that English is not your fist language Bob ...
llanwydd: that's from my maternal grandmother
||||||||| Outside, the 10:56 PM crosstown bus from Albuquerque pulls away, leaving Honey Sanchez coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
H Stones: nor mine
Honey Sanchez: whew ahhhhhhhh
Principalpoop: wb honey
Bob D Caterino: no I am duck, but just half
H Stones: Hi Honey
Principalpoop: i am glad your grandmother was maternal stones, that is nice
Honey Sanchez: hi hemlock
Bob D Caterino: oh my, Hello honey
Honey Sanchez: thanks princep
Honey Sanchez: hola, bob
Principalpoop: why a duck bob?
Bob D Caterino: Why not a chicken?
cease: fraternal would have been uncomfortable
cease: why addict a dick?
llanwydd: I was being facetious. If you didn't get it, I meant that a quarter of my ancestry is Irish
Principalpoop: oops that was llan
llanwydd: but mostly welsh so I'm welsh-american
H Stones: it sounds like your really cut up about it llan
Principalpoop: draw and quartering is an english trick i think
H Stones: at least you dont do things by halves
Bob D Caterino: Ah Llan, any relation to
llanwydd: cut up? hardly
Bob D Caterino: dammy I for got his name, thats not unusuak tho, for me
Bob D Caterino: unusuak either
Bob D Caterino: DAMNIT
Bob D Caterino: unusual
Principalpoop: leo sayer long tall glasses
Bob D Caterino: Had a chicken bone stuck in my typo
H Stones: the Unusuaks, are they a Canadian tribe Bob ?
llanwydd: I recently acquired "Pink Hotel" and I'm enjoying it immensely
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bob D Caterino: TOM JONES HE ha haha ha
Principalpoop: they worship the suaks, the una suak
Bambi: did Tweeny stop in earlier?
doctec: it's not unusual...
H Stones: Una, does that mean theres only one left ?
Principalpoop: englebert humperdick
Bob D Caterino: i drove a Nark Avenger
Honey Sanchez: the last of the suaks
Principalpoop: yep only one, would you date a suak?
Bob D Caterino: Hump-a-D*&k
llanwydd: my parents went to see englebert humperdinck a couple of years ago
Honey Sanchez: carbon date, perhaps
Bob D Caterino: I did once but those suak's dome give in too easily in an arguement
Bob D Caterino: Jeeze my hands are not doing so well
Principalpoop: grace slick white rabbit
llanwydd: they walked out because they were put off by his persistant dirty jokes. his style has changed over the years
doctec: just washed my hands and i can't do a thing with 'em
Knod: gotta go, nite all
Bob D Caterino: yeah
Principalpoop: knight knod
doctec: nite knod
Principalpoop: have a super week
H Stones: see ya knod
Honey Sanchez: g'nite knod
llanwydd: nite knod
cease: lol doc
Bob D Caterino: Knod, you noddin?
Bob D Caterino: Have a good one Knod
cease: maybe you can borrow pontius pilates?
cease: the red red robbin keeps knod knod knoding along
Principalpoop: the pontiacs were an indian tribe
Bob D Caterino: lol,
doctec: pontious pilates - despotic aerobics
H Stones: were they good at cornering, Poop ?
Principalpoop: pretentious pirates
doctec: a little post-easter humor for you (very little, actually)
Bob D Caterino: he was a rat, a stooly, a squeller
H Stones: we should be able to get some good mileage out of these puns, keep going
Principalpoop: yes and had a lot of horses
llanwydd: yeah my great grandfather used to tell me about when the Pontiacs and the Plymouths were at war
Bob D Caterino: Who paid the bill at the last supper
doctec: i can make it to fon du lac on a good bon mot or two
H Stones: was it General Motors who beat them ?
cease: anyone see ricky lee jones on tv> sang great version of her Horses song
Principalpoop: wait, I have heard this before
Principalpoop: no, that is carole king singing
llanwydd: he led a massacre and wiped out most of them
cease: see the usa thru your turret bay
H Stones: yes i thought it was him
Bob D Caterino: Jesus Retardo as far as I saw had his hand up. I thin he was saying "No, give it to Paul
Honey Sanchez: da de di di di di di dummmmmmm
Principalpoop: I thought general motors was KIA
Honey Sanchez hums along to the chevrolet song
Bob D Caterino: Kia is Korean
doctec: (jesus in last supper fresco:) "do you know me? many people don't. that's why i carry the american excuse card. american excuse ... don't leave home!"
cease: a good stock to short
Principalpoop: they all are
cease: lol doc
Honey Sanchez: lol doc
cease: i was in mlian but didnt have an appontment to see it
doctec: milan or mylanta?
Principalpoop: deep purple
Bob D Caterino: Oh cfrap, anyone want to see me on Conan tonight???
llanwydd: "Pink Hotel" really impresses me. The audience seems to enhance the humour
Honey Sanchez: catherwood please make me a frosty icy mug of a & w rootbeer
||||||||| Catherwood brings Honey Sanchez a frosty icy mug of a & w rootbeer.
Principalpoop: you know conan?
H Stones: Conan the Bobarian ?
Honey Sanchez: thank you, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
cease: llan, thats cuz its really impressive
llanwydd: in that the laugh at just about anything
Bob D Caterino: Just write him and let him know.
doctec: audience reactions greatly enhance certain firesign bits - "pass the indian please" for instance.
Bob D Caterino: Bad gag, Badgags, Bagdad
Principalpoop: hahahahaha llan
cease: doc yu and i and others here and there have seen them a number of times now. are we enhacnce?
doctec: i baddeg a dad once... had to throw him back tho
llanwydd: the live stuff is so stream of consciousness, it really flows
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Knod - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob D Caterino: Jeeze Doc, now I am going to have to buy the recoeding
cease: i would say its a differnt mileium
doctec: i'd like to think i'm enhanced, cat :-)
H Stones: never heard of that tribe before Cease
cease: llan, you mean live on stage or live radio
cease: -lol doc
llanwydd: with the audience
Principalpoop: they worship the leium stones, there are millions of them
llanwydd: the jack poet stuff is unreal
Bob D Caterino: I know about the Italian Indians, the wap-a hoe
doctec: they were firing on all cylinders in the mid to late '60s
Principalpoop: marvin gay mercy mercy me
doctec: they had their finger on the zeitgeist
Bob D Caterino: I think he was Poop, I think he was.
doctec: then the war ended and they lost their footing
Principalpoop: imagine recording in a racquet ball court, he was before his time
Bob D Caterino: Yeah he had a racket
cease: i think just meeting each other sparked sometihing in them
Bob D Caterino: I meant he had a ball
Principalpoop: nice serve there bob
llanwydd: I wonder what Jack Poet thought of the commercials himself
doctec: ok swami or whatever your name is...
cease: like jsut the right atoms coming together to form our existance
Bob D Caterino: Thanks Luv
doctec: we'll be back with this christ consciousness racket in just a moment
Principalpoop: yes, i have always trusted chemicals, I mean chemistry, or pharmaceutical
cease: llan, im sure he was very much part of them
Honey Sanchez: geez...keep the racket down, willya?????
Principalpoop: the doors la woman
cease: doc, joe pine was ref'd by rachel madow yest. she wast alive when he was on the air
Bob D Caterino: Tell it to annette
cease: shes my fave radio person now, but sitlll
doctec: now anyone with a goofy video and a youtube account can get in on the media action
Bob D Caterino: I remember Joe Pine
Principalpoop: funonachello?
cease: that would be me
Bob D Caterino: No, no the tennes Annette
doctec: was it pine or pyne?
Principalpoop: was what pine or pyne?
cease: y
llanwydd: but the funniest thing about them, cat, is that they have little to say about Jack Poet Volkswagen
Bob D Caterino: Pine
cease: a chromosome of evil
doctec: i vaguely recall seeing joe on the non-network channels during the off-peak hours
cease: not true llan
doctec: i wonder if the museum of tv & radio has any tapes of old joe pyne shows?
cease: viral marketing
Bob D Caterino: Phil austin said he did a lot to help them early on
cease: they made people who dug them wanna check out their sponsor
llanwydd: it's just weird humour. I don't know any used car salesmen who would commission something like that
Bob D Caterino: They have everything
cease: thatr like wondering if it has old cancers cells wandering around
cease: he was evil
doctec: exactly llan
Bob D Caterino: They have television shows that were never syndicated
cease: llan, thikn law of averages. there's gotta be some really firesonian car dealers
llanwydd: what I mean, cat, is all they do is give the address at the end of the commercial after just being weird for two minutes
Bob D Caterino: Was he the guy with the red hair and beard?
cease: my dad was a car dealer. he's firesonian NOW, but that;s another reality
Principalpoop: which album does he like best now cat?
doctec: "not the best of the larry sanders show" on dvd april 17
cease: yes my fatther had read hair. long before i was born.
cease: i think the war changed it
Principalpoop: will that dvd make my ass look fat?
cease: only if you havwe a wide screen tv
Principalpoop: lol
Bob D Caterino: http://www.tvparty.com/empyne.html
Principalpoop: ahhh I remember that face
Principalpoop: i don't remember what he talked about, but I remember he chain smoked lol
llanwydd: what do you think of "Exorcism in Your Daily Life"? I think it's a cutting edge social satire
Bob D Caterino: Honey you still with us?
cease: i find it really tiresomer, llan
Honey Sanchez: yes i am watching
llanwydd: well, it somewhat resembles the nihilist humor of today
Principalpoop: she and stones are doing cybersex, like making out in a movie theater with people near
Honey Sanchez: shhhhhhhhh
Bob D Caterino: Just wondering, we are cuddling and watching lol in spirit
H Stones: How was it for you Honey ?
llanwydd: well, "Exorcism" doesn't seem to have that stream of consciousness kind of flow to it
Principalpoop: lights a cigarette
Bob D Caterino: I was watching Friends, Pheobie was dating a guy that said he wrote erotic stories for children
Honey Sanchez: pass me one too, poop
H Stones: sex whilst smoking is bad for you Poop
Principalpoop: not a funny cigarette, but here you go
Bob D Caterino: But Smoking sex is great
H Stones: KY Jelly was designed to stop the smoke
Honey Sanchez: lucky strike means fine tobacco LSMFT
Principalpoop: i saw a girl in hamburg, ahhh nevermind
Bob D Caterino: Peanut Butter and Ky Jelly sandwiches
H Stones: only one poop, were you unconscious or something
H Stones: hmmm scrumptious Bob, got any mayo ?
Bob D Caterino: Honey, did you get a black eye
doctec: ok, i'm fading fast - gotta hit the sack & get over this bug. please send good vibes to paramount plaza in nyc, i really need this job!
Principalpoop: dreaming, just dreaming
Bob D Caterino: You will get it too
Principalpoop: i'd rather fight than switch
Honey Sanchez: will do, doc
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Thelonius Fong gets out at 11:25 PM.
H Stones: sleep is the best doctor Doctec
llanwydd: get well soon doc
Honey Sanchez: get some good rest and have a great week
Honey Sanchez: ahhhhh so f
Bob D Caterino: you would rather fight then switch, wouldnt you?
Principalpoop: good vibes headed that way doc, we sent them earlier before you arrived
cease: thelonius. i thought you were dead
Thelonius Fong: Hi and bye Doc
Merlyn: hey fong, nite doc
Honey Sanchez: fong
llanwydd: hey dex!
cease: off you dock
Bob D Caterino: Hey Fong
Principalpoop: ahhh fong
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzz KOFF KOFF sniff zzzzzzzzzzz...........
H Stones: you fixed the dumster already Fong ?
Thelonius Fong: Hello dear friends
cease: i bet your were dead, fong. damn! lose again
||||||||| At 11:26 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, doctec!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Bob D Caterino: ood luck Doc
Bob D Caterino: with a G
Thelonius Fong: I see Roto was here
Principalpoop: hold on cat, you could still win, how do know that is really fong?
Bob D Caterino: Yes and he left you a noto
llanwydd: nest week you'll be dexter monk
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "11:27 PM and late as usual, it's Betwixt&Betweeny, just back from Texas."
Thelonius Fong: poop: It's really me..Cat, you lose
Principalpoop: and tween too
Bob D Caterino: It reads, Hello Fong, stop....How the hell R U...Stop. Ok now I will stop...
Thelonius Fong: Hey Tweenyt
Principalpoop: prove it fong, what am I wearing?
Betwixt&Betweeny: Hello fellow mutants...
Bob D Caterino: Ok, who is cat
llanwydd: hey tween!
Thelonius Fong: Bob: Cat is cease
Bob D Caterino: Hey Betweeny
Honey Sanchez: heya betweeny
Rotonoto: ..
Betwixt&Betweeny: lol Poop
Bob D Caterino: wow Honey we are in sync, lets sink in and.....
Thelonius Fong: Oh, like awaking cherry blossom, Rotonoto falls from tree
Principalpoop: roto and bambi were having cybersex also
H Stones: Tween and Fong both show up late and together, scribbles note in diary
cease: the dex tween conspiracty unmastked
Rotonoto: play us a nice tune, thelonius...
Principalpoop: yes stones,
Bob D Caterino: He was wrapped around her like a snake
Thelonius Fong: Unmasticated
Betwixt&Betweeny: lol Stones
Bob D Caterino: he is a snake
cease: if you read log
Betwixt&Betweeny: Yeah, I forgot it were Thursday...
Principalpoop: i masticated earlier, and my sister is a thespian who performs in front of a paying audience
Thelonius Fong: E-log, gol-E
cease: for score and 7 logs ago
llanwydd: Monk solo piano is great imo
Principalpoop: what day was it?
cease: sounds both painful and erotic at the same time, poop
Betwixt&Betweeny: One who read log get mouth full of cheese
H Stones: its fun if you get someone to masticate for you isnt it Tween ?
Thelonius Fong: Yes llan
Bob D Caterino: Fong you are a pinis? Pianist?
Principalpoop: jimi hendrix machinegun
Bob D Caterino: typo
Rotonoto: acting! projection!
Betwixt&Betweeny: lol Stones
Thelonius Fong: Bob: No
Bob D Caterino: Hey Cat,
Betwixt&Betweeny: Pre-chewed comedy
cease: are you angling to be don imus's replace,ment, bob?
Rotonoto: the genie was a little hard of hearing?
Betwixt&Betweeny: O
Bob D Caterino: anyone know Mitch Hedberg
Betwixt&Betweeny: Tough gig, Cat ;-)
Betwixt&Betweeny: nope
Principalpoop: mitch miller . . . . .
Thelonius Fong: Hey HONEY, got a little item about JTV
cease: first molly, now vonnegut. bad year for good people
Honey Sanchez: yes?
llanwydd: you know what bothers me is that Imus has done so much worse, now he says this and its the biggest news in his career
Bob D Caterino: Na he was a great comic, dead at the age of 37
Betwixt&Betweeny: No doubt cease. They're dropping like flies...
Merlyn: see you next week folks, the republicans should be more annoyed by then...
llanwydd: I never liked Imus
Thelonius Fong: Seems a fired NYC employee got the bank account number and routing number for a city bank account and spent 3 mil at JTV over two years
Principalpoop: i saw that llan, the other examples were ouch...
H Stones: keep up the good work Merl
Rotonoto: go get 'em Merl!
Betwixt&Betweeny: That may be the reason hed did it, LL ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:33 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cease: thaknfully our fireboys still alive but silent, perhaps cuz unpaid
Principalpoop: Night M
cease: as austin reports
llanwydd: nite merl!
Bob D Caterino: He said "Dogs, there always iasuming the push up position."
cease: by merl
Honey Sanchez: okie dokie, merlyn you set em up have a good week
Rotonoto: Bad Republicans! Bad! Sit. Stay...
Betwixt&Betweeny: Trying to scare up a little of attention
Bob D Caterino: good one merl
cease: lol roto
Thelonius Fong: Night Merlyn
H Stones: really bad Repiglicans may have to be put down
Betwixt&Betweeny: lol Roto
Thelonius Fong: Honey: Did you catch that?
Bob D Caterino: THE BIG SLEEP???
Honey Sanchez: no what were you saying, dex?
cease: only the ones they catch, honey
Thelonius Fong: Look up about 11 lines
Honey Sanchez: you got an item about jtv?
cease: wha'ts up, dex?
Thelonius Fong: Honey, will repeat it
Principalpoop: afk
Thelonius Fong: Seem a fire NYC employee got the bank account and routing numbers for a city bank account and spent 3 mil at JTV
Thelonius Fong: fired
Honey Sanchez: wowie, fong
H Stones: sounds like a right diamond geezer
Betwixt&Betweeny: Whoa. That's a chunk of coins there...
Thelonius Fong: When he was arrested all he could say is "It's gorgeous"
Bob D Caterino: So thats where my money went.
Rotonoto: Oooh! Give him a medal, elect him to congress
Honey Sanchez: i am sure it wasn't my bank acount hahahahaha
Betwixt&Betweeny: He'd sure fit right in, Roto. He needs a couple of Iraq contracts, for sure...
llanwydd: right diamond geezer? is that a british term? I've never heard it
Bob D Caterino: Tell me about it Honey, although I would love to get you a loane in a bank.
Thelonius Fong: Diamond geezr = old baseball player
H Stones: yes llan, its London slang for a good guy or a friend
Principalpoop: cool stones
Thelonius Fong: Bob D: Is that a deposit on you pants?
Bob D Caterino: alone in a bank
Bob D Caterino: amn these old fingers
llanwydd: cool
Bob D Caterino: No it is a roll of quarters
H Stones: i think he had a visit from Clinton, Fong
Honey Sanchez: alone in a bank vault sounds a bit sterile now a wine cellar that's a different story
Betwixt&Betweeny: A good sport, eh wot?
llanwydd: LOL dex!
Principalpoop: i have a roll of susan b anthony dollars in mine hehe
Bob D Caterino: B.J. Clinton? was his whormonica their? for Sax
Bob D Caterino: there
Thelonius Fong: where?
H Stones: well i knew he blew something but it nver occured to me that it was a harmonica
Bob D Caterino: guess I better be going. my typo's are surely on fire tonight
Principalpoop: hillary, maybe
||||||||| boney steps in at 11:40 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: canada's most popular prime minister in my life time was celebrated for his unbridlied sexualty.
Thelonius Fong: Was last weeks newbie Hope here tonight?
Honey Sanchez: hey boney
Principalpoop: and boney
Thelonius Fong: Boney
cease: had kids near his death and shared wife with the stones, etc
Honey Sanchez: bob we firgive ye your typos
Rotonoto: yeah, hows yer sax life?
Principalpoop: same as JFK
H Stones: was that Trudeau Cease ?
cease: yes fong
Bob D Caterino: If Hillary was any kind of a wife he would still be with her
cease: awaited you but left alas
llanwydd: hey boney!
cease: yes stones
Betwixt&Betweeny: Evenin' Boney
cease: he was our first to openly fornicate
boney: Pierre Trudeau's wife was in a movie with the guy who was Prisoner Number 6
Principalpoop: n trbl tps bb
cease: his wife was a partner of dealers i knew in the day
boney: an excellent film, made in Canada
H Stones: you mean Patrick McGoohan boney ?
Bob D Caterino: i understood that
Betwixt&Betweeny: McGoohan?
boney: yes
cease: she has had an interesting life
Bob D Caterino: Stones, I was thinking the same thing
boney: She played his wife in the movie
Betwixt&Betweeny: You gamble alot, cease ? ;-)
Principalpoop: he was in a lot of movies
Rotonoto: we had neighbor in Ont. whose hubby went on hunting trips with Pierre
Bob D Caterino: I loved 'The Prisnor and Secret Agant man
Principalpoop: even in a colombo film
cease: she was hired for ther part of wife cuz the country was getting tired of him fucking everybody
boney: McGoohan's wife, I mean. The fictitious character that he was playing
H Stones: We want information.............you wont get it !
Principalpoop: we will
cease: roto, has he said anything interesting about him?
Bob D Caterino: Mr MgGoo?
Principalpoop: by hook or by crook, we will
Bob D Caterino: han
Betwixt&Betweeny: By hook or by crook, we will...
Betwixt&Betweeny: Beat me to it, P
Thelonius Fong: christia
cease: captain crook, at your cervix
Principalpoop: kraftwork, trans europe exress
Rotonoto: never knew the guy, Cat- I was little kid in Ont in late 50's
Thelonius Fong: anderso
cease: ah
Rotonoto: my mother knew his wife
Principalpoop: even a stopped clock is right twice a day tween, don't worry about it
boney: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0085797/
Bob D Caterino: My mother knows my wife
H Stones: Patrick McGoohan once told me to fuck off, (he said proudly )
cease: one of his sons died on mountain here recently. the other will run for parliament next election
llanwydd: glad I made it tonight. good to see you all again. be back next week
cease: good for you, stones
Honey Sanchez: your mother knew mrs. treaudeau, roto???
Principalpoop: i was going to tell that story if you did not stones, I am proud of it also
llanwydd: goodnight
Thelonius Fong: Stones: Did you ever hear of a Goon Show Movie?
Principalpoop: glad you are feeling better llan
Principalpoop: nat nat
Bob D Caterino: Stones, thats only because his career was up shits creek and even with paddles thats rough
Honey Sanchez: nite llan have a great week
H Stones: only rumours but that was before they all died
boney: Taut and tight direction. It's about terrorism and talk radio. Made in 1981
cease: you can amuse drinks and interests from interesting others form that fact for the rest of your life
Thelonius Fong: Night llan
Rotonoto: nope- mother's firend was married to guy who went on hunting trips with Treaudeau, or so I heard
cease: llan
Betwixt&Betweeny: Later, Dave...
Bob D Caterino: Spike Milligan? my uncle not really
boney: That's intelligence. Far ahead of the curve. McGoohan was Howard Hughes' favorite actor
cease: bergman knew milligan
Bob D Caterino: Mulligan
Principalpoop: oops, I fouled that one up, can I take a mulligan?
Bob D Caterino: But remember Howard Hughes was a nut
H Stones: i was trespassing in McGoohans garden so i sholdnt complain
cease: milligna mulligan mo
Betwixt&Betweeny: I can kinda see that about Hughes, Boney
Bob D Caterino: Lol Poop
cease: good thing you werent kliled
boney: if you have a heart condition you might not want to watch it
Betwixt&Betweeny: Hughes was certainly a prisoner in his own way
cease: or kilted
H Stones: a prisoner of his own paranoia i think
Betwixt&Betweeny: What I meant, Stones
Principalpoop: i know you are talking about me, stop it arghhhhhhhhhhhh
Betwixt&Betweeny: lol
Rotonoto: doing Vonnegut retrospective interview on Charlie Rose on TV right now (canned show, no doubt)
boney: Hughes has the world's largest stash of LSD. He was probably holding it for the CIA
Honey Sanchez: lol
H Stones: do you think Poop is beginning to suspect something Honey ?
boney: had not has
Bob D Caterino: MgGoohan sort of looked like that other english actor that made over a million movies. My mind is not working tonight. He played Austin Powers dad
Principalpoop: if i had that much money, I would certifiable also
Principalpoop: michael caine?
Honey Sanchez: nah he hasn't a clue, stones
boney: who knows, maybe has
H Stones: phew, that was close
Bob D Caterino: honey, I am sitting right here.
Rotonoto: what's the shelf life of LSD, bones?
cease: we get charlie rose here in 45 min
Principalpoop: i am on you to stones and honey, i hear you at night
Bob D Caterino: Yeah. when I was little I thought they were the same guy
boney: Maybe Howard Hughes is cavorting with Kenneth Lay in the United Arab Emirates
H Stones: with my old friends about five minutes i think Roto
Principalpoop: kept in the freezer, forever
cease: united at last
Betwixt&Betweeny: Anything's possible, Bone
Rotonoto: interview after Arnold Schwartzeneger, about 45 min into the hour
cease: are you in la, bone?
boney: Rotonoto, it would be considerably past peak by now.
Rotonoto: Stones, you rascal! ;)
Rotonoto: Owsley rolling in his grave...
H Stones: looks about innocently whilst whistling
Principalpoop: i thought it was doublewah doublai yemenette
Betwixt&Betweeny: lol Stones
boney: Howard Hughes is in your freezer? Or Kenneth Lay?
Honey Sanchez: still rolling after all these years
Rotonoto: Sandoz long since got bought up by other companies
Principalpoop: they made screaming yellow zonkers too
boney: Catherwood get Rotonoto a suger cube from the freezer
||||||||| Catherwood gets rotonoto a suger cube from the freezer.
Thelonius Fong: Don't eat the yeloow zonkers
Principalpoop: too late
Rotonoto: with a name like that, they had to sell...
Bob D Caterino: just throwing a plug in the mix, carry on cleo.
Honey Sanchez: i loved reading the box
Bob D Caterino: http://vitogoomba.proboards98.com/
H Stones: hmmm nice paisley horsey
Rotonoto: nice paisley horsey...
cease: after all these years, i'm amazed y'all can keep typing coherently
H Stones: lol
Rotonoto: hey wait! I thought you said these were polio vaccine!
H Stones: we are all amazed i think
Bob D Caterino: I dont speak to LSDanymore. i am dad at it
Rotonoto: or polo vaccine- or something...
Honey Sanchez: gobsmacked, even
boney: Howard Hughes Private Reserve
Principalpoop: i am surprised I have not forgotten how to breath
cease: there is a wave motion of action on the effects of what effecrts my typing
Betwixt&Betweeny: Typing? I'm using my neural interface, cease...
H Stones: dont worry poop it comes to us all
cease: he once lived in a hotel in van. nice hotel. not nice man
Bob D Caterino: Cease, all but me.... lol
Rotonoto: League of Spirited Guruhery...
Bob D Caterino: eath???
Principalpoop: kerp?
Bob D Caterino: we are supossed to breath?
Betwixt&Betweeny: Yeah, I read about that. Took over whole floors
H Stones: nowadays all my hullaballooshuns are in black and white
Bob D Caterino: computer acting up.
Principalpoop: don't think about it
Thelonius Fong: I loved The Hullaballooshuns of 1937
H Stones: my computer is a method actor, it wont keep to the script
Bob D Caterino: ah remembering Tiny Dr. Tim may he rest in peace
Principalpoop: hulabaloo was fun
Thelonius Fong: You watch Busby Berkely on acid...wow!! That's some choreography
H Stones: lifts a foaming glass to Dr Tim
cease: you remember him, bob?
Bob D Caterino: yeah, remember that?
cease: werfe you here when he was?
Rotonoto: indeed! The welcoming face of FST on the net (when I first found this merry group)
Principalpoop: i was there!
cease: doc and i had a funny experience meeting him
Bob D Caterino: I remember a dedication for him by the boys
Betwixt&Betweeny: Off to other endeavours, folks. Have a good one (whatever it may be)...
Rotonoto: heck- you're there now
Principalpoop: night tween
cease: you too tween
||||||||| "Hey Betwixt&Betweeny!" ... Betwixt&Betweeny turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Thelonius Fong: Night Tweeny
H Stones: see you soon Tween take care and have a good week
Principalpoop: that means I am in 2 places at the same time
cease: keep em tweening
Rotonoto: crazy droid... bye tween
Bob D Caterino: see ya on the funway
boney: a bootleg YouTube video of Conan O'Brien and Hunter Thompson shooting automatic weapons
Rotonoto: elementary, my dear sub-atomic particle...
Principalpoop: which, is already in progress
Honey Sanchez: no kidding i loved watching busby berkely on acid on the mazappa pompazoidi uncanny film festival and camp meeting local tulsa tv gailard sartain gary busey and gang a firesign theatre album was always on the agenda too
Bob D Caterino: Cool honey
H Stones: vout Honey
boney: http://laughingsquid.com/hunter-s-thompson-conan-obrien-drinking-shooting/
Principalpoop: wow, heavy honey
cease: what great memories, honey
Honey Sanchez: aroonie!!!
boney: classic
boney: priceless
Principalpoop: video no longer available, I was robbed
Bob D Caterino: Honey, I was on a show for three or four years in Jersey called The Uncle Floyd show
Bob D Caterino: Uncle Floyds. brothers are in Conans band
cease: wasnt that nixon's excuse, p[oop?
Honey Sanchez: cool bob
Thelonius Fong: Damn poop, that's really ugly
boney: eat flaming death fascist media pigs!
Bob D Caterino: Boney, just like sausages, with eyes
Honey Sanchez: brb
Principalpoop: calm down boney, resistance is futile, join the borg
Thelonius Fong: Eat flaming pigs faschist media death
Bob D Caterino: Wait what album was that on Just Folks?
Principalpoop: no creative freedom allowed
boney: they have deprived us of our God-given birthright to rip their stuff
boney: yet again
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H Stones: Fair use Poop, Fair Use
Bob D Caterino: Poop, I will be creative, I will be, I will. there getting insde of my head, their getting
boney: Nite
Bob D Caterino: llo, folks
Thelonius Fong: Bob: I think it's on The Next World
Bob D Caterino: hello folks
Principalpoop: no use stones no use, I have surrendered, they are too powerful, I will register as a gasp, republican
||||||||| 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..
H Stones: In that case Poop, i want information !
Principalpoop: wink wink
Thelonius Fong: Registers don't kill people, Rpublicans do
boney: if Conan sold that video on a DVD in pristine condition, I'd probably pay fifty bucks for it
boney: worth it.
Bob D Caterino: Open your gates Dr. Poop... or whats the scoop poop?
Thelonius Fong: Double Bubble
Principalpoop: information is not free, you must pay me to be interesting and informative
boney: give the profits to the charity of his choice... Save the horny manatee, whatever
cease: gates? open
H Stones: it might take more than money to achieve that Poop
Thelonius Fong: How mucj to make you go away
Principalpoop: that costs double
H Stones: (organises collection and takes a hat round )
Thelonius Fong: ..and double is nothing
Bob D Caterino: I will go away for free, just one dollar
Principalpoop: wait wait
Thelonius Fong: where where
Bob D Caterino: there there
boney: it's definitely far and away the best thing that I've ever seen Conan do
Principalpoop: looking glass is singing brandy, I cannot concentrate
Thelonius Fong: ----->here here
boney: One of the best things I've ever seen on commercial TV
cease: what was thisk bone?
Bob D Caterino: Well she was a fine girl
Principalpoop: or I took some looking glass and brandy and i am singing
cease: is it availible on youtube?
boney: cease, Conan and Hunter Thompson shooting automatic weapons
Thelonius Fong: Any one see that new improv show, "Thank God you're here"?
Principalpoop: it has been withdrawn due to copyright considerations cat
boney: It was on YouTube but it got spiked
Bob D Caterino: Not me Monk
Honey Sanchez: not yet fong is it any good?
cease: brandy defeats enjoyment of its possilbliity after a small amount
H Stones: anything on TV which actually says something must be stopped
Thelonius Fong: Well, I'm a big improv fan..it's got some very funny, clever moments..some not so..but that's improv
boney: real guns, no bullshit
Honey Sanchez: yeah i will try to catch it next week, monkfong
Bob D Caterino: I used to do drugs. I still do drugs but I used to do them also.
boney: Conan is a good shot, Thompson was an excellent shot
Principalpoop: what sort of channel is that on fong?
cease: that was funny when you said it bfore bob. it's still funny.
cease: kinda
Thelonius Fong: NBC poop
Honey Sanchez: thompson has had enuff practice im sure
Principalpoop: thanks
Thelonius Fong: Check you local listing
Principalpoop: it is cable
H Stones: Now that i've found Jesus, i dont do drugs no more, ..... dont do em no less neither !
boney: it was filmed years ago
Bob D Caterino: No before I said Dogs are alyays assuming the push up position
boney: the first chapter of Thompson's memoirs had just been published. He was promoting it
Honey Sanchez: praise be, stones!
Principalpoop: cats too
cease: lol stones
Thelonius Fong: afk for refill
cease: i heared canrinmval was good. watched it. not so good
Bob D Caterino: Jesus is always welcome in my home but he brings his own drugs
H Stones: Bob, are you and your dog in what we call a stable relationship ?
cease: there was thompson bio on tv last night but firnies were over so couldnt watch
cease: that greqat drug scne in rolie maidens
Principalpoop: that would be a horse stones... a kennel relationship here
Bob D Caterino: My dog has fleas. Plus he plays the uke
cease: where jesus does not have the best dope
Bob D Caterino: Ke plays like Kenny G
Bob D Caterino: Kennel G
Principalpoop: ahhh tim weisberg conception wow
Bob D Caterino: He
Bob D Caterino: man I am hitting the sack and boy does that hurt
H Stones: it depends on the sack i suppose
Principalpoop: that would be a sad sack...
H Stones: quick, all onto Bob...
Bob D Caterino: well balls to you then
Principalpoop: i bring that out in people
Thelonius Fong: And racquets to you Bob
H Stones: put it away Poop theres a cop coming
boney: The Proud Highway. Published in 1997. A collection of letters that he had written, actually. http://gonzo.org/books/ph/
Principalpoop: oops, I am still on probation
Bob D Caterino: Poop, hold this while I call a cop
Honey Sanchez: hahaha bob wins ten pounds of shit in a five pound sack lets give him a hand
Principalpoop: got it, wow
Bob D Caterino: Thats wuite a job
boney: I'm gonna stretch my legs. Nite.
Thelonius Fong moves hand away from bag
Bob D Caterino: quite
Thelonius Fong: Nite Boney
Principalpoop: bye boney, super week
H Stones: can you video that for us please Boney
Rotonoto: no, don't give him a hand- oops, too late- here's a moist towelette...
Honey Sanchez: nite boney have a nice stretch and a great week
Bob D Caterino: thats quite a stretch
Principalpoop reaches in bag
boney: onward and upward
Bob D Caterino: later Bones
Principalpoop: ewwww, that is a bag of shit
||||||||| "Hey boney!" ... boney turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:11 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Honey Sanchez: really great shit, poop
Bob D Caterino: Poop, it is really great shit
Principalpoop: no shit honey
Principalpoop: bob
Bob D Caterino: see honey, we still got it baby cakes
H Stones: sorry, i was hitting this Jew over the head with a bag of sugar, did i miss something ?
Honey Sanchez: mind meld is workin tonight
Principalpoop: who took the gold?
Bob D Caterino: yeahhhhhh
Honey Sanchez: boney
Thelonius Fong: Not yet
cease: and the jew kept saying, More Sugar
Bob D Caterino: I can fall for you Honey but I am afraid I would break a hip
H Stones: (phones in fjrom Bahamas to say it wasnt him who took it )
Principalpoop: and not be able to get up
Bob D Caterino: Then all you guys would say
Honey Sanchez: stay in show bizniz and just break a leg
Principalpoop: ahh, i saw trailers for the mr bean on vacation movie, i think I will laugh
H Stones: i think you probably wont Poop
Bob D Caterino: On that high note I will bid you all a fondue
cease: no fun: thats the curse
Principalpoop: a fond fondue?
cease: you too bob
Thelonius Fong: Night Bob
Principalpoop: you don't like mr bean stones?
Honey Sanchez: bon nuit, bob a good week to you
Bob D Caterino: Honey, have a good week as well as cease H Stones Principalpoop Rotonoto Thelonius Fong
cease: everyone who appears here is wished well
H Stones: not at all alas Poop , Atkinson started out very funny and sold out for money
Principalpoop: ok
Bob D Caterino: Good people here. I think I will stay, no go, no stay, no ahhh damn it
Principalpoop: yes not the same as the early years
H Stones: he is now embarassingly unfunny Poop, trust me
Principalpoop: i trust nobody stones, except fong
Bob D Caterino: Rowen was good with Martin, na those guys were always bad
H Stones: try and cut down on the X Files Poop
Thelonius Fong whispers to poop, "Tell about my benevolent works
Principalpoop: i have never seen that
Honey Sanchez: lol fong
Bob D Caterino: Ok, nite all and in awe of you Honey. poof---********zap
cease: Y files?
||||||||| Around 12:17 AM, Bob D Caterino walks off into the sunset...
Principalpoop: i have never seen you do anything benevolent either fong
H Stones: i think Fong means that hes a bit free with it Poop
Principalpoop: and I only saw the first episode of mork and mindy, thought it was stupid and would not last
Thelonius Fong: and that's what makes amurica grate
Honey Sanchez: a free man in new york city
H Stones: you were correct poop
cease: i too will adieu
cease: by
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 12:19 AM train to Vancouver.
Principalpoop: night canuck
H Stones: more like Dork and Mingin
Honey Sanchez: night cease byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Principalpoop: i do like robin williams now
Principalpoop: reminds a little of jonathan winters
Thelonius Fong: poop: He and WINTER"S WERE GREAT FRIENDS< HE GOT winters on Mork and Mindy (sorry)
Principalpoop: ???
Principalpoop: really damn, i did not know that, I missed that
Thelonius Fong: Sorry for caps
Thelonius Fong: InterMitTeNt
Principalpoop: not surprised though lol
Principalpoop: i have only seen friends once or twice
Principalpoop: i guess you had to watch regularly to enjoy it
Thelonius Fong: Well since Roto is fading and Bambi has persisted yea unto the final days, I shall take my leave and leave us meet again next week
Honey Sanchez: aye that we shall fine fong
Principalpoop: it is 12:30, i will get on the bozo bus too
H Stones: ok Fong, good to see you, have a great week
Principalpoop: fare thee well sweet fong, fare thee well
Thelonius Fong: Night Dear Friends
Honey Sanchez squeezes poop's wheez before he boards the bus
Principalpoop: night honey kiss, and you too stones kiss
H Stones: moonlighty night to you
Principalpoop blushes
H Stones: unhand me you swine
Principalpoop: have a super week
Principalpoop: give me 20 minutes to stop that stones
Honey Sanchez: you too!!!!!!!!
H Stones: lol
Principalpoop: night night
||||||||| "12:24 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Principalpoop, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
H Stones: your a rascal and a rapscallion Poop
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Jason into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 12:25 AM, then departs.
H Stones: good night all
Jason: happy friday the 13th everyone
Honey Sanchez: au revoir i shall take my leave also
||||||||| At 12:26 AM, Jason vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Honey Sanchez: thanks jason dont forget your clean hockey mask, hun
Honey Sanchez: nitey nite muah muah
||||||||| "Hey Honey Sanchez!" ... Honey Sanchez turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:27 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 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 Amos Behavin falls out at 12:27 AM.
||||||||| At 12:27 AM, Amos Behavin hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Rotonoto: ..
Rotonoto: OMG it's Friday- the thirteenth!
Rotonoto: oy, I'm sure glad I ain't stupor stitious...
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Thelonius Fong - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi: wow, everyone is dying!
Rotonoto: yo, bambi!
Rotonoto: naw, I'm still full of life...
Rotonoto: , well, whatever...
Bambi: hey Dave how's it going?
Rotonoto: hi!
Bambi: I think someone is enjoying Linux :-)
Rotonoto: Oh, just a lazy computer messing with sort of day...
Rotonoto: guilty as charged
Bambi: sounds like a fun day then
Bambi: well, I sure enjoy Linux as well
Bambi: same flavor too lol
Rotonoto: indeed, just got pff phone with Bozoette...
Rotonoto: I'll pester you with Linux questions later...
Bambi: cool! how is that sweet Bozoette?
Rotonoto: They have a couple distros pretty much ready for prime time
Rotonoto: the joy of my life, happily retired, too
||||||||| It's 12:40 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...
Bambi: I agree! At least PCLos and Ubuntu are doing great
Bambi: oops ... Stones is gone too now
Rotonoto: I'm going to sell a couple other distros this spring, I swear
Bambi: that's great news! Both of you retired now?
Rotonoto: (to friends)
Bambi: lol
Rotonoto: well, I go into/outa retirement weekly or so- heh!
Bambi: hehehehe
Rotonoto: "self unemployed", they call it...
Bambi: well, whatever you do, be sure to enjoy it
Rotonoto: so far so good...
Bambi: one of these saturday nights if you and Bozoette are around, we'd love to see you over at CNI Radio's chat during our JimmyLee & Bambi Show
Rotonoto: timeframe was like 9-11?
Bambi: I have been self employed for a while now myself
Bambi: 7-10pm EDT
Rotonoto: lessee, now- I need remindeer as to the venue- was that an IRC thing?
Bambi: we talk about all kinds of computer, internet, science, etc. type stuff
Rotonoto: oh, now I rmember, just tune into CNI radio
Bambi: yep, instructions are on the http://www.cniradio.com site
Bambi: for both listening and chatting (instructions)
Rotonoto: OK, I'm bookmarking, need to get another computer on that night, as this one has audio out
Rotonoto: I ought to put a photo of the 'beige monolith' on the net somewhere...
Bambi: ok, cool! We also have some folks like Tweeny, Fred Davis, Adam (from Scots) and James and sometimes even DocTec contributor pieces too
Rotonoto: (my table loaded with beige computer towers and monitors)
Bambi: yeah, should go over to http://www.wordpress.net and sign up for a blog :-)
Bambi: you can post pictures in your postings ther
Bambi: there even
Bambi: have you seen my blog? http://www.bambismusings.com ?
Rotonoto: OK I'll look at that site
Bambi: I just posted my thought for the day ... from the Moody Blues ... thought it was appropriate
Rotonoto: yes indeed- I like the security related stuff and the fair use stuff
Bambi: thanks :-)
Rotonoto: ahhh, yes- good ol' music from back in the day...
Rotonoto: Bozoette even likes the Moody Blues- her sons used to play it at home
Bambi: yep .... seems it's more relevant today than ever before...
Rotonoto: yeah- how come these kids can;t be as cool a generation as we were?! LOL!
Bambi: Moody Blues are great ... one of my favs
Bambi: lol
Rotonoto: yeper...
Bambi: well, I hate to do it, but I have a meeting in the morning and site work to finish tonight ...
Rotonoto: OK kiddo, sees ya later...
Bambi: great to see you! Don't be a stranger and hello to Bozoette :-)
Bambi: sees ya later :-)
Rotonoto: OK, hi to mr. clem (Jim)
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:54 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bambi by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Rotonoto: OK boys, now hold me down- these are very powerful...
Rotonoto: these shoes...
Rotonoto: Reeeebusssssss!!!......
||||||||| "12:57 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Rotonoto, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with President Dean “W” Moriarty close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 1:43 AM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom.
President Dean “W” Moriarty: I just fired John McCain for calling me a "tar baby". Does anybody care? Is anybody there?
President Dean “W” Moriarty: Catherwood, sell me the Westwood One Radio Network.
||||||||| Catherwood sells President Dean “W” Moriarty the westwood one radio network.
President Dean “W” Moriarty: All digital! I plan to run it on renewable fuel sources. Tobaccohol! One drag that never quitss!
President Dean “W” Moriarty: The price of gasoline just through the roof. I guess Ill give up running for President walk instead.
President Dean “W” Moriarty: Well, that's life in the the fast lane.
President Dean “W” Moriarty: {it's the bees in spite of the gatherin! They stole my food stamps and sold them to the rats.’
President Dean “W” Moriarty: I tried to get down to my car for to honk the horn for help but the spiders have jammed ...''
President Dean “W” Moriarty: Many busy executives ask me what about the job dsiplacement market program. Count on US to BEE there
President Dean “W” Moriarty: Good night Missus Kalabash where ever you are!
||||||||| President Dean “W” Moriarty dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's President Dean “W” Moriarty?! It's 1:56 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed 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:
Bob D Caterino
Bubba's Brain
Dave & Katie
H Stones
Honey Sanchez
President Dean “W” Moriarty
Thelonius Fong
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"