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 May 31, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Firebroiled into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:39 AM, then departs.
Firebroiled: Well, do you know about the gatherin’?
I said, do you know about the gatherin’?
I say the gatherin’ of the Revolutionary Forces!
Well, that’s gonna be at Reverend Willie’s pad--at three o’clock this afternoon
--and be on time . . .

||||||||| Firebroiled rushes off, saying "8:40 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:59 PM and Dexter Fong waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 31, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| "9:02 PM? 9:02 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Merlyn should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Merlyn enters and sits at the bar.
Merlyn: I should be
Dexter Fong: Sitting at the bar?
Merlyn: I should "be here by now"
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Funfun Town."
llanwydd: whad'ya know?
Dexter Fong: If you were you'd probably be home
Dexter Fong: Hey llan:
llanwydd: anything on cni tonight?
Merlyn: Bergman says he did a story on KFWB last weekend about this, using "Beat the Reaper": http://media.guardian.co.uk/site/story/0,,2090151,00.html
Merlyn: I'm trying to find the audio on the KFWB website
Dexter Fong: llN: cni ISN'T EVEN ON
llanwydd: I didn't think it was but...
Dexter Fong: .....yeah, me too
llanwydd: I've been harrassed by a next door neighbor for the past few days
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:10 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from New York."
llanwydd: I hope this will get my mind off it for a while
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: llan: Why is he harassing you?
Elayne: Evenin' all!
llanwydd: Hi Elayne!
Merlyn: hello E
Elayne: Small group so far.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Tor Hershman inside, makes a note of the time (9:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn: remove your door, then he can't be next door
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All.
llanwydd: I asked the police to ask him to turn down his radio at half past midnight last friday
Dexter Fong: Hey TOR
llanwydd: they did and he retaliated
Elayne: Evenin' Tor!
llanwydd: I only did that because my landlord doesn't want any more complaints from me about noise
llanwydd: he told me to call the cops next time. I didn't want to
Tor Hershman: Gad, Ila, at least you don't have a bunch of ____?_____ fanatics that work shifts living above you.
Merlyn: do you both have the same landlord?
llanwydd: yes
llanwydd: he and my landlord are related by marriage
Tor Hershman: Annnnnnnnnnnd by work, I mean.....gettin' paid to bug thee and thines.
Merlyn: oh great
llanwydd: and the neighbor works for my landlord's son
Dexter Fong: llan: you're doomed
llanwydd: don't say that dex
Merlyn: I'd suggest reporting the harassment and tell the landlord
Tor Hershman: Well, we're all doomed.
llanwydd: the landlord doesn't want to hear it and I'm done talking to him
llanwydd: everything has been reported
||||||||| 9:15 PM: Principalpoop jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
llanwydd: hi Princ!
Principalpoop: reported to who?
Principalpoop: i saw the whole thing, What happened?
Principalpoop: hello all
llanwydd: I've been to the police station three times to make reports
Tor Hershman: As the police said to moi, "Did you talk to land-[slum]-lord?" To which moi replied, "Heck, he's probably up there!"
Elayne: Hey Prinpoop!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Poo
llanwydd: what I haven't dared say that is on my mind is that if it weren't for the law I could handle this myself and I would have it done by now
Principalpoop: go watch billy jack and first blood and all the rambo movies
llanwydd: haven't seen any of those
Principalpoop: make him an offer he can't refuse?
Tor Hershman: hehehehehehehehe
Merlyn: Make noise when he's sleeping
Dexter Fong: Make him an offer he can't understand
llanwydd: that wouldn't be difficult
Tor Hershman: Llan causes Tor to grin and chuckle with an errie delight at the thought
Merlyn: sic a gigantic hog on him
Tor Hershman: Addapt of die, 'tis the law of our human CULTure jungle.
Principalpoop: did you see that hog too M?
||||||||| 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 Bob D Caterino falls out at 9:20 PM.
Tor Hershman: Adapt OR die
Bob D Caterino: hey gang
Principalpoop: hi bob
Elayne: Hey Bob!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bob.
llanwydd: I videotaped him making apparent death threats yesterday and submitted the tape this morning and there is still no end in sight
Bob D Caterino: Pooper, Elayne Fong LLan
Bob D Caterino: Merl
llanwydd: Hi Bob!
Bob D Caterino: TOR
Principalpoop: death threats, let me check, yep, that is on my list of when to move on...
Merlyn: yes PP
Dexter Fong: Hey Bob
Bob D Caterino: Who is making these threats and do you want him to just go away?
Principalpoop: amazing M, a guy in northern norway brought my attention to it, wow
Tor Hershman: Cool, the last photo moi took (Of a pitbull off the lease) came back from Kroger (Benwood, WV store) with EVERY photo intact E X C E P T the last on the roll,....of the, big, doggie....and it had been 100% overexposed ONLY on the side with dèr pit-pup.
Tor Hershman: Lease Leach
Tor Hershman: Leash
||||||||| Outside, the 9:23 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving ATweenADay coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
ATweenADay: keeps Roccoco away
Tor Hershman: WTF
llanwydd: Hey Tween!
Elayne: Evenin' Tween!
ATweenADay: Hi everybody...
Dexter Fong: Hi Tween
Tor Hershman: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, Rocky R
Bob D Caterino: Hey Tween
ATweenADay: JL showed up yet?
Dexter Fong: Nope
ATweenADay: Bambi said he probably would as he has wi-fi from his hospital bed.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Tween
ATweenADay: Howdy pardner :-)
Dexter Fong: Tween: JL is in the hospital? Lyme's disease still?
llanwydd: how is he? any better?
Tor Hershman: Major bummer
ATweenADay: Lyme disease was for starters. This was much more serious.
Bob D Caterino: love the name Tween, reminds me of something or someone.
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:25 PM, dragging Honey Sanchez by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Bob D Caterino: I can't, I can't remember
Principalpoop: http://www.dagbladet.no/nyheter/2007/05/26/501766.html
Dexter Fong: Hi Honey
llanwydd: the government tweeny on How Time Flys
llanwydd: Hi HS!
Bob D Caterino: heyyyyy honey
Honey Sanchez: oooooowwwwwwwww hey watch the merchandise, catherwood sheesh
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's precisely 9:26 PM!"
Honey Sanchez: hi dex
Honey Sanchez: hi llan
Honey Sanchez: hi poop
Elayne: Evenin' Honey!
Honey Sanchez: hi bobD
Tor Hershman: After eight-gazillion liver flushes, moi doth THINKITH (Hopeith), that my gall-stones are now manageable.
Principalpoop: hola honey
Honey Sanchez: hey elayne
ATweenADay: Diverticulitis
Honey Sanchez: tween!!! :D
Principalpoop: hi tween
Honey Sanchez: hi tor
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Hon.
ATweenADay: A problem with his colon, that needed surgery.
Bob D Caterino: Elayne, how U doin
Principalpoop: you have diverticulititius?
ATweenADay: ah clem has it
llanwydd: I see
Elayne: Fine Bob, 'cept I just came from a weird memorial.
Honey Sanchez: please catherwood, i'd like a rusty nail
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Honey Sanchez and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
Principalpoop: oops, I went back to the log, poor guy
ATweenADay: Could have been very bad (even fatal) if they hadn't caught it in time.
Honey Sanchez: a rusty nail catherwood, please
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Honey Sanchez and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Bob D Caterino: ut oh who's
Principalpoop: sometimes that is harmless and sometimes deadly like a appendix
Principalpoop: glad they caught it
Honey Sanchez: get me a freakin drink catherwood a rusty nail!
||||||||| Catherwood gets Honey Sanchez a freakin drink a rusty nail.
Bob D Caterino: Dramsuie and scotch Catherwood and old the anchovvies
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Bob D Caterino and says "Do you have something for me to do?"
ATweenADay: Excatly, P
Bob D Caterino: with an H
Elayne: It was for comic book legend Dave Cockrum. He passed away last November but his widow didn't want to come to NY until the weather was better.
Tor Hershman: I want you, Chaherwood. I want you!
Honey Sanchez: hold tha anchovies, please
Tor Hershman: Yes
llanwydd: I haven't had a drink in a week. Let me see if it helps.
Tor Hershman: OH CRAP, duhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I misspelt it
ATweenADay: Wiki entry: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diverticulitis
Bob D Caterino: David Cockrum?
||||||||| Catherwood leads cease inside, makes a note of the time (9:29 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Tor Hershman: Crap, Chaterwood
ATweenADay: lol TOR
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
cease: hi all
ATweenADay: Hey catman...
Elayne: Evenin' Cat!
Honey Sanchez: catherwood bring me a slow comfortable screw, please
||||||||| Catherwood gets Honey Sanchez a slow comfortable screw.
Bob D Caterino: i will have a cockrum on the rocks
llanwydd: Hey Cat!
Honey Sanchez: thank you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're very welcome!"
Principalpoop: how long do I have to hold my anchovies honey?
Tor Hershman: C A T H E R W O O D
Bob D Caterino: against the wall
Elayne: Yes, Bob, heard of him? He created a number of well-known characters, a bunch of X-Men, etc.
ATweenADay: Sanchezzzzz lol
cease: seems like i arrived just in time
Principalpoop: hi cat
cease: or is that basil?
Elayne: Really good guy, but had a number of health problems, so his death (while very sad) wasn't that much of a surprise.
Bob D Caterino: Not into that except for what my kids watch and such
llanwydd: don't hold the anchovies against me
Honey Sanchez mutters to herself sheesh i fi cant get a damned rusty nail the least i could get is a screw mumble mumble
cease: sounds like me
Principalpoop: nobody gets out alive, is that a song?
Honey Sanchez: hey cat howdeedoo
Honey Sanchez: ahh its the title of a book about jim morrison, poop
Tor Hershman: Nobody gets out .
Bob D Caterino: I made you a ructy nail Honey _/
Principalpoop: muttering to yourself is a sign of madness, right pp, yes pp
cease: how is everyone tonight?
Bob D Caterino: _/
Honey Sanchez: thank you bob i will drink that too *smile *
Tor Hershman: Little Tor-y thermonuclear ball of fire in the sky
Bob D Caterino: Cease, how the he ll R u
Merlyn: I'm not everyone
ATweenADay: You're never alone with a schizophrenic
Honey Sanchez: it is the full moon tonight
Principalpoop: ahh cool honey, never read it
llanwydd: I don't know why anyone likes the Doors or admires that creep morrison
llanwydd: all he did was try to impersonate Robert Goulet
Elayne: It was one of the stranger memorials I attended. Good to see the editors in chief of both Marvel and DC attend (DC hosted it, it was at the Time Life building).
Honey Sanchez: hey merlyn you are always so quiet i didnt see ya
ATweenADay: Robert Goulet undressed in front of audiences?
Honey Sanchez: robert goulet !!!
cease: merlyn is here?
Bob D Caterino: Merl did you get the job /
Dexter Fong
ATweenADay: sneaky fella, that Merlyn
llanwydd: seriously. listen to LA Woman if you can stand it
Principalpoop: la woman and roadhouse blues make me tap my feets
Honey Sanchez: yes yes tell us
Bob D Caterino: whats up with the /
Merlyn: no bob
Bob D Caterino: better days are a comin
llanwydd: / is the poor man's ?
ATweenADay: Actually, I liked LA Woman. No accounting for taste ;-)
Honey Sanchez: indeed!!!
Tor Hershman: Bob's funny!
Merlyn: I'm still working
cease: there was a dj named b. mitchel reid in la at the time of the doors
llanwydd: Da west is da best
Principalpoop: tor and bob in the same room at the same time, that shoots that theory...
Honey Sanchez: don't even start with me about jim morrison/Doors!!! I bite !!!!!!!
llanwydd: cool
cease: he told a story about attending a doors concert with an old blind negro woman
ATweenADay: lol Honey
cease: who upon hearing morrison, asked if he were a descendent of a slave
Honey Sanchez: yeh i remember him cease
Honey Sanchez: i was living out there then in venice beach
Bob D Caterino: lol Maybe, just maybe Bob is on tor? a book tor and my spellink sucgs
Honey Sanchez: hahah bob
Honey Sanchez: kfwb channel 98 color radio (sings)
Principalpoop: ventura highway in the sunshine
ATweenADay: Interesting observation, cease
Tor Hershman: Urine with the in-crowd
Bob D Caterino: Venice beach, isn't that where everyone has muscles on their muscles
ATweenADay: P remembers America
cease: i think this was after he moved over the the "underground sunshine" fm station, forget call letters
Honey Sanchez: thats the next beach north muscle beach next to santa monica beach
llanwydd: the got muscles in their ears
Honey Sanchez: best kosher delis there in l.a.
Bob D Caterino: Son of a beach, wrong again
Principalpoop: a couple enters standing dangerously close to one another
ATweenADay: No, that's Agnes Morehead
cease: KMET
cease: as i recall
Honey Sanchez: yeh cease
cease: did you ever see him, honey? he looked alarmingly like sonny bono
Principalpoop: caesar made the salad
Dexter Fong: ;
ATweenADay: So you're a Left Coast person originally, Honey?
Honey Sanchez: lol cept taller and more sinuous and stinky
llanwydd: anyone ever hear the OTR version of Sorry Wrong Number with Agnes?
Bob D Caterino: Ronzoni Sonny Bono
llanwydd: pretty scary
ATweenADay: Nope LL
Tor Hershman: I got yew (sp) tree, babe (at 50 mph)
Dexter Fong: I have
ATweenADay: I'll bet lol
Honey Sanchez: yeah i saw him at the rose room the corner of rose n boardwalk in santa monica it was a muso crash pad n my muso partner hung there
Honey Sanchez: yeh left coast
Principalpoop: ouch
ATweenADay: Ethyl Merman sings the Beatles
Honey Sanchez: ow tor
llanwydd: Ethyl Merman! LOL
Elayne: Oops, fading, sorry...
Bob D Caterino: Ethyl, I remember her when she had that act, Ethyl and Regular
Honey Sanchez puts fingers hears and lalalalalalala's till ethel is done
Tor Hershman: Speakin' of Beatles.....Any of you other bozos ever been to Neil Innes' web-site?
Tor Hershman: Lots of free music.
ATweenADay: Nope Tor
Bob D Caterino: Honey, I cannot stand that beach with an I
Honey Sanchez: not me
cease: the ruttles?
Principalpoop: no no her name is Merts
Bob D Caterino: Rutland Times?
Honey Sanchez: oy the bagels????
llanwydd: bonzo dog band
Tor Hershman: Bob, you no like-a Mr. Innes?
llanwydd: I dont' exist...
ATweenADay: So, I hear Spinal Tap is getting back together?
Principalpoop: prove it llan
Bob D Caterino: Yeah have an album called Rutland Times with some great chit on it
Elayne: Tween, did you see the reunion video? It's a scream.
Honey Sanchez: for some special thingy, yeh thats wot i heard to
Bob D Caterino: Comunist Cooking and the origanal see how the good times roll, plus the CD of the Ruttles has extra tracks
llanwydd: yeah, I think spinal tap is good for one more film
Tor Hershman: http://www.neilinnes.org/songs.htm Pick yër format
cease: speaking of faux beatles, i cant reccomend Paperback Writer more highly
ATweenADay: Just found the site E. Will have to watch it...
Honey Sanchez: i do too
cease: funniest book i've ever read
Elayne: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxSvF8iNEPg
ATweenADay: Tap Returns to Fight Global Warming: http://www.spinaltapfan.com/
llanwydd: the first time I heard of the rutles was on saturday night live
Bob D Caterino: brb Tor must see
Merlyn: I'm going to Spamalot on Aug 10 when it comes to town
Honey Sanchez: i think they should do a tap tour this summer lol
llanwydd: I used to like that show when I was in high school
Bob D Caterino: Tor give me that link again please?
cease: i doubt it will come to vancouver
Honey Sanchez: The band plans to debut its new single, "Warmer Than Hell." woot!!!
Tor Hershman: I envy ye, Merl. That is one of the few thingys that I would do, if I could do.
Honey Sanchez: me too merlyn
Tor Hershman: http://www.neilinnes.org/songs.htm
cease: just sayihng warm and hell in the same sentence is funny
Honey Sanchez: if anything came to albuquerque i would go
Elayne: HuffPo has a good review of Harry Shearer interviewing Al Gore.
cease: idle is doing a musical of Life of Brian in toronto
cease: maybe that will come here
ATweenADay: lol Honey
Merlyn: had to wait hours with my number to get tickets when they went on sale months ago
cease: is there video of that anywhere, el?
ATweenADay: That's very cool, cease
Elayne: Not sure, Cat, let me search for a second...
Tor Hershman: Albuquerque is a 9 o'clock town.
ATweenADay: They roll up the streets?
Honey Sanchez: http://www.esnips.com/doc/d6923b07-8cb5-478f-a5b7-e03995082fc4/Michael-Tsarion:-Alternative-knowledge-researcher--educator/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue
Merlyn: Albuquerque is quirky
Dexter Fong: in an 8 oclock state
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:46 PM and Bunnyboy bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Honey Sanchez: there is a strange station with interesting ?? info
Elayne: Here's the review: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/linda-milazzo/an-inconvenient-mighty-w_b_49581.html
ATweenADay: Hey Bun...
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dexter Fong: Bunyy bounder
cease: hi bun
Elayne: Evenin' Bunnyboy!
Honey Sanchez: hi bunny
Bunnyboy: Ah, yes, Neil Innes. (I peeked at the log).
cease: i read that, el. was hoping to actually see the interview
cease: maybe shearer will play it on Le Show
Bunnyboy: There's a lovely DVD of the Bonzo Doo-Dah Band reunion from a couple of years back.
Elayne: Got it: http://gliving.tv/news/al-gore-harry-shearer-the-conversation-the-assault-on-reason/
Principalpoop: hiphop bunny
llanwydd: missed your entrace bb. welcome!
Bob D Caterino: Bonzo Dog Band?
cease: great, el
Bunnyboy: I'm ordering up some tix for the August pre-Broadway Seattle production of YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN: THE MUSICAL.
Elayne: It's only excerpts but they promise more to come.
Bunnyboy: Bob: Yes, them too. They had a few different names. Doo-Dah was one of the first.
Bob D Caterino: I have an original Mel Brooks Brothers Suit
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Johnny Piano', just granted probation at 9:51 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: who was it, neil, vivian stanshall and who else?
Dexter Fong: Hey JP
Principalpoop: hi JP
Bob D Caterino: oh Jonny Oh Johnny Oh
Bunnyboy: Your sure that wasn't Marx?
Elayne: Evenin' Johnny!
Johnny Piano: I've come to bend a few in the Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Room
ATweenADay: Evenin' JP :-)
Johnny Piano: Speakin
Honey Sanchez: hola senor piano
Johnny Piano: Ahem...speakin' of the Bonzos, just ead where EMI in the UK is reissuing their albums with bonus tracks!
Bunnyboy: llan: About 4 or 5 other (coincidence?) fulltimers. Several sit-in performers, including real live British rock stars.
Principalpoop: Hows the old whazoo?
Johnny Piano: Sorry, missed an "R" in there.
llanwydd: I see
Merlyn: Which reminds me Bob, I hope Tommy Smothers murders his brother Dick Smothers in bed, using a pillow for asphyxiation - jus so Variety can use the headline Smothers Brother Smothers Brother
Bunnyboy: The Bonzos were in the TV movie MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR.
Elayne: Yeah JP, my husband's spent way too much time on iTunes in the past couple days. :)
Johnny Piano: "Death Cab For Cutie"
Bunnyboy: lo John
Bob D Caterino: I have that flick on DVD
llanwydd: I saw neil perform a couple of bonzo songs on "Monty Python Live at the Hollywood Bowl"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Mudhead into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:53 PM, then departs.
Johnny Piano: Oh, E...because of all the EMI non-DRM files now available, I assume
Principalpoop: ahhh mudhead
llanwydd: Hey Smoth! Welcome!
Honey Sanchez: hey mudhead evenin'
ATweenADay: Holywood Bowl is really good
Mudhead: hi all
Dexter Fong: Hey Mud
Elayne: Hi Mudhead!
ATweenADay: Hey Mud...
llanwydd: howdy Mudhead!
Mudhead: Im tokin a bowl
Johnny Piano: I've got two legs from my hips to the ground...
cease: mud
Bob D Caterino: Good, MUDHEAD, Bottles was here looking for you
Johnny Piano: Yo Mud!
cease: piano
ATweenADay: Of rice, Mud?
Johnny Piano: Cat
cease: dont bogart that bowl
Principalpoop: one toke over the line?
Honey Sanchez: ok pass it, poop
llanwydd: don't bowl with bogart
Mudhead: its green, it fires off nicely, and tastes smooth
Elayne: Yes, the non-DRMs are the ones he downloaded, but not without trouble - servers were overloaded both in the US and the UK.
Principalpoop: cough cough, here you go
Johnny Piano: Bowling for tokers
cease: the mexican free airforce
Honey Sanchez: poop passes the poop hehe thanks
ATweenADay: Soylent hash
Bob D Caterino: Doctor told me to stay away from pot so here put it in this long holder I have
cease: as high as you can get
cease: lol bob
Honey Sanchez: 8 miles?
Johnny Piano: I read something about those non-DRM files, E - the iTunes software apparently "labels" them with your iTunes account info.
ATweenADay: LOL bob
llanwydd: soylent hash is mixed up people
cease: david crosby pretending to be john coltrane
Bob D Caterino: Too green for me
Honey Sanchez: omg say it isnt so, llan
Mudhead: mixed up stoners
Honey Sanchez: speakin of stoners wheres stones waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
ATweenADay: I don't doubt it, JP
Johnny Piano: The idea being if the non-DRM files end up on a file-sharing platform they can be traced back to the original source
Bob D Caterino: Keep rolling stoners
Elayne: Johnny, Robin says it's not an issue for him.
Mudhead: prolly get a good buzz from smokin me
llanwydd: I was just thinking about david crosby today.
Honey Sanchez rolls mudhead
Bunnyboy: Soylent Soy is Pod People!
ATweenADay: Aha, JP... there had to be a catch
Principalpoop: oh wow, good stuff, hahahahahahahaha
Johnny Piano: That's cool, E. Me, I'm not doin' the download thing until it's the only way
cease: that reminded me to turn my volcano on
Honey Sanchez: me too i was lookin for something off "if only i could remember my name" earlier
llanwydd: how he sounded completely different with the Byrds than with Still and Nash
Bob D Caterino: Soylent Poop is crappy people
Elayne: Everything you download from the iTunes music store has your name on it. They do it in case something goes wrong (as it has on more than one occasion with us) rather than for the file-sharing stuff.
Mudhead: help, im being rolled
Elayne: People are reading way too much into it.
Principalpoop: oh wow, good stuff, did I say that already? hehehehehehe
Honey Sanchez: lol bob
llanwydd: stills
ATweenADay: Your Lava, er, Llama Lamp, cease?
Johnny Piano: Ooooohh, Tweeny
Honey Sanchez: i lost my connection
ATweenADay: lol
cease: the rolls royce of vaporizers
Principalpoop: try outside any 7-11
Mudhead: Stoopid blonde, lava lamps are NOT made from lava
Johnny Piano: Ask around, Honey - I don't doubt someone here can help you
Bob D Caterino: Stills has a copper pipe attached to his old liver and is still filling bottles up
ATweenADay: You want humidity cease? Come to Austin
llanwydd: anybody live in pennsylvania?
cease: from Storts & Bickel in Deutchland
Dexter Fong: ;
Bunnyboy: Hey, who are you calling st....urhm.....dumb?
Johnny Piano: E - not surprised that some would raise the paranoid angle. I'm just repeating what I read.
Principalpoop: i think the menonites live there
Mudhead: Honey, when I come to visit Cambridge I'll hook u up
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ATweenADay: Went to school there in the early 70's, LL
llanwydd: I may be going there for the North East Art Rock Festival
Honey Sanchez: poor tor speakin of liver
Bunnyboy: Aw, Tor...
Mudhead: dirty yellow
Honey Sanchez: in intercourse, poop
cease: i didnt know art could rock
Johnny Piano: Poor Tor, the Yellow Mountain
Principalpoop: his dice were too jaun
Bob D Caterino: Say Hello to Perry Combover for me
ATweenADay: Stephen Stills is is that bad of shape?
Principalpoop: hehe honey hehe
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: which csny member will die first?
ATweenADay: All things in due intercourse...
Bob D Caterino: Catherwod what the F are U a clock?
llanwydd: NEARFest is in Bethlehem this year
Johnny Piano: Starting a pool, Cat?
ATweenADay: You're taking bets, cease?
llanwydd: not bethlehem of judea
Bob D Caterino: The Sacred In Out
Principalpoop: they die alphabetically in the obituaries
llanwydd: isn't that a little cruel, cat?
Bunnyboy: My audio production teacher said that Stephen Stills used to be notorious for stiffing recording studios in the LA area.
ATweenADay: I like Stills' "Man Alive" album a couple of years back.
Dexter Fong: afk
Honey Sanchez: hb dex
ATweenADay: He's surely recorded at some good ones...
Mudhead: not paying them n such?
Johnny Piano: Cat is apparently waiting for Stills' "Man Dead" album
Bunnyboy: Mud: Such as that, yup.
Principalpoop: all those studios and industry things have sharks for lawyers
Mudhead: I've got a stiffie
Honey Sanchez: i thought you said sniffing, mudhead hehe
Bunnyboy: Throw a towel over it!
Honey Sanchez: i read that wrong
Principalpoop: i don't believe it
Principalpoop: do some push-ups showoff
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bambi', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
llanwydd: ever heard the latest Crosby and Nash album?
Johnny Piano: Honey, good thing it's not Braille
Bambi: howdy :-)
cease: hi bambi
Principalpoop: ahhh bambi, hi
Elayne: Evenin' Bambi!
Honey Sanchez: bambi!!!! hello :)
Johnny Piano: Bambi!!
Bunnyboy: brb. Firefox is updating me.
ATweenADay: They're having a Croc Dundee marathon on Bravo, so I'm off... everybody have a great week
||||||||| Bunnyboy hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 10:04 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:04 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs ATweenADay by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bob D Caterino: Hey Bambi
cease: how is your husband?
Bambi: Clem said he'll be here in a little bit
Principalpoop: good luck tween
cease: by tween
Bambi: great to see you all! :-)
Mudhead: Catherwood fetch Bambi a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi a toasted almond.
Johnny Piano: See ya Tween...
Principalpoop: ahh super, how is he doing? and you?
Bambi: he is doing much better
Elayne: Good to hear, Bambi!
Bob D Caterino: ahhhhh Clem
Bob D Caterino: cool
llanwydd: hi Bambi
cease: good news
Principalpoop: super
Bambi: ah, thanks Mudhead, I needed that!
Bambi: lol
Merlyn: that's good
Principalpoop: don't drink it fast
Johnny Piano: Marvelous to know, Bambi
Mudhead: glad to hear hes better
Mudhead: drink it as fast as ya want
Mudhead: we'll make more
Johnny Piano: hmmmm...the pause that refreshes?
Bambi: hey may be able to go home day after tomorrow ... IF the doctor is happy with the new C.T. Scan he'll do tomorrow
Honey Sanchez whispers a few conspiracy theories en espanol into bob's ear
Principalpoop: ok ok, do you want you want, ignore the pp lol
llanwydd: did 20 pushups tonight
Mudhead: Kittys paws?
Bambi: LOL Mudhead
llanwydd: could have done more but that's not the idea
cease: souinds encouraging, bambi
Bob D Caterino: honey, I was thinkin the same thing
||||||||| Catherwood enters with doctec close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:06 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: full pushups, or with knees down?
Principalpoop: hi doc
Honey Sanchez: that is excellent news, bambi
Mudhead: that lolcats site was hilarious
Elayne: Evenin' Tom!
Bambi: did I miss something you said PrinceP?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Doc
Honey Sanchez: hi doc :)
Bambi: hey doc
cease: and speaking of doctors
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 10:07 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Johnny Piano: Doc!
doctec: lili wants me to let everyone know she has feet the size of blimps.
Mudhead: hi doctec neighbor
Bunnyboy: back I am. Hiya, Bambi!
Principalpoop: huh bambi? noo, bickering with llan
cease: gilda?
doctec: docs son't know why...
Bambi: oh, man! not blimpy feet?!
Honey Sanchez: awwww it's swelling season :(
Bob D Caterino: Tell Lili that I have blimps the size of feet
Principalpoop has foot fetish and is drooling
Bambi: ah, ok PrinceP :-)
Bunnyboy: doc: She's got some Zep in her step?
Mudhead: lol
llanwydd: someone bickering with me?
doctec: it started cropping up when she was on prednisone, they changed her blood pressure med and it got better...
Honey Sanchez: lol poop
Johnny Piano: Poop, do you need a bucket? Or just a sponge.
Bunnyboy waves to doc and lili.
Principalpoop: don't interrupt my imagination
doctec: but now that she's off the prednisone the condition seems to be coming back.
Honey Sanchez: steroids will puff ya up and the hot weather doesn't help
Bambi: glad to hear that Doc
cease: bummer, doc
Johnny Piano: Hindenburg hooves
Bob D Caterino: My wife asked me what I wanted for my birthday
Bambi: Doc, did you know that Clem is in the hospital?
Bob D Caterino: I thought about it and said
Mudhead: and I'm just sitting here retaining water
Bob D Caterino: a divorce
Principalpoop: eat celery
Bob D Caterino: Bambi, whats wrong??????
doctec: docs have prescribed a diuretic and want her to wear "compression stockings" overnight
Bunnyboy: Bob: An alteration on the inseam of your birthday suit?
Honey Sanchez: well it's not as cheap as a vacation in the bahamas, but it lasts longer, bob
Bambi: he had a surgical procedure tuesday to drain an abscess on his colon
Mudhead: huh, overnight?
Principalpoop: diverticutilitus ewww
Bambi: he was in really bad shape. the abscess was really big
Bob D Caterino: is he ok?
Mudhead: mine warned NOT to wear em at night
Bambi: he's been in the hospital since 3AM LAST thurday
Johnny Piano: Abcess makes the heart grow fonder, but obvious nothing else
Principalpoop: lucky they got it
Bambi: thursday
Honey Sanchez: awwwww man i am sorry to hear that sheesh, bambi but he is on the mend now??
Bambi: yes! it was pretty scary stuff
doctec: man, things are tough for everyone right now...
Johnny Piano: A full week, Bambi? Holy cats!
Mudhead: Im very glad to hear hes gettin better Bambi, we all miss him
Elayne: Ick, can we all promise each other that the worst of all our medical problems are behind us? That would be really nice....
Bunnyboy: Great Gawd Amighty shout-out to ahclem!
Bob D Caterino: I remember something about that. hope you both well and I am sure everything will be cool
Honey Sanchez: getting old is the pits!!!
Principalpoop: I second E
Bambi: and his blood pressure has been giving him fits since the Lymes episode about 5-6 weeks ago
Johnny Piano: I make no guarantees.
Bambi: so he's really been going through it
cease: so my parents say
doctec: my uncle had a diverticulitis problem years ago, i think they snipped away some of his intestines - he's been ok since
Mudhead: I agrees Honey
Bob D Caterino: I didnt know he was a lymie
Bunnyboy: El: Unfortunately, they creep up behind, in front and all-around us.
Principalpoop: everybody has it as they get older, but some can make trouble
Bambi: they are talking about doing the same thing, but don't want to do it while he's fighting the infection
doctec: 75 is the new 55
Dexter Fong: ;
Principalpoop: wb fong
doctec: or is it the other way around? i forget
Bob D Caterino: Honey, meet me at the chinese theater in twenty years and we can grow older together
Dexter Fong: ty poop
doctec: damn alzheimer
doctec: 's
Honey Sanchez: i can't wait that long its not possible chronologically, bob
llanwydd: well, my ambien is doing something fast. I nearly fell off my chair. Must be goin
Elayne: Considering the alternative (which I've seen way too much of lately) I'm looking forward to growing older.
Johnny Piano: What were we talking about? And who am us anyway?
Principalpoop: sleep well llan, good luck
Elayne: Bye llan! Be carefuL!
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
Honey Sanchez: bye llan be well be safe and have a good week, buddy!!!
Bob D Caterino: why? I dont want to be with Cron I want you baby cakes
Bambi: if he is not fighting an infection at the time, they may be able to do both parts (resection and reconnection)
Dexter Fong: llan: Turn up your radio and sleep well
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies ah,clem hospital in through the front door at 10:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Johnny Piano: Nite, llan
Bambi: hey Clem!
cease: i wish Bit had had the opportuniyt
Bunnyboy: hiya ahclem!
Principalpoop: ahhh, clem
Merlyn: aw clem!
Bob D Caterino: how about five years
cease: llan
doctec: wow - hi clem
ah,clem hospital: hi all
Principalpoop: can I have your hospital jello?
doctec: (he's back in the land of the living)
Elayne: {{{hugs}}}, JimmyLee!
Dexter Fong: Hey clem, glad to see you
Johnny Piano: Nurse Bambi is apparently off duty.
Bunnyboy: Any SAM & MAX fans in the house?
Bob D Caterino: ah clem hope all is well
Honey Sanchez: i want it if it is green, clem :)
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour ah,clem a nice talll brew
||||||||| Catherwood gives ah clem a nice talll brew.
cease: hey clem
ah,clem hospital: at least I found one with wi-fi, lol
Principalpoop: I asked first honey
cease: best of health to you
llanwydd: I got the A/C on. good white noise. Next week folks!
Principalpoop: glad you are with us, what is the idea of scaring everybody?
Principalpoop: good luck llan
Honey Sanchez: nice to see you clem....sorry to hear you have been having health problems
Bambi: night llanwydd :-)
Bob D Caterino: thats cool Llan
Elayne: Well, that's a priority of course, Jim. :)
Honey Sanchez: share it with me then, poop
Principalpoop: that I can do honey
ah,clem hospital: if ct comes ut well tomorrow, I may be home soon
Mudhead: glad to see ya ah
doctec: yeah, clem, i think your health problems have lili beat out - for the moment at least
Mudhead: xlnt
Johnny Piano: In the land of Poop and Honey...
Honey Sanchez: i will hope so n light a candle for ya, clem
Principalpoop: connecticut and utah?
Bunnyboy: JP: Ewww.
Bambi: LOL PrinceP
Johnny Piano: Yeah, I know
Bunnyboy: Biscuits and....gravy?
Principalpoop: mmmm gravy
Bambi: might want to have a smoke and a drink for him too LOL
Principalpoop: they treating you good ahhh, clem?
Honey Sanchez: omg they are swarming the atmosphere with microwaves :S
Johnny Piano: Smokin' El Zoomo brand, aren't ya?
Honey Sanchez: i can do that, bambi ;)
Bambi: LOL
Honey Sanchez: atlantis alien visitation and hot button issues are freakin me out toxic muck oy
Bambi: JL is smokin' patches and gum ;-)
Honey Sanchez: i need another drink, pronto
Johnny Piano: Hand-picked by naked little froggy boys...
Honey Sanchez: ack, bambi
Principalpoop: get him some bandits, skoal bandits
ah,clem hospital: as well as they treat anyone in hospital I suppose
Bob D Caterino: Honey, dont sweat it they are always wrong. What they know is wrong I tell ya
Principalpoop: ahhh good clem
Bunnyboy: I gotta flee. See yez, folks!
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Mudhead: bi bb
cease: by bun
Honey Sanchez: bye bunny
doctec: nite bb
Principalpoop: have a super week
Johnny Piano: No fleas, Bunny
Bob D Caterino: Fleeing wont help ya I got you collared
Elayne: Bye Bunnyboy!
Honey Sanchez: that makes me feel a little better, bob
Honey Sanchez: catherwood, make me a double zombie please
||||||||| Catherwood gets Honey Sanchez a double zombie.
||||||||| Bunnyboy is kicked out just as the clock strikes 10:20 PM.
Dexter Fong: Night bb
Bob D Caterino: wow a double zombie
Bob D Caterino: Lets meet tonight
Honey Sanchez: hahaha
Johnny Piano: Good thing Bubba's not here, that double zombie might just make you eat his Brain
Principalpoop: if they are going in, ask them to look for hernias and check the oil and gall bladder while they are there lol
ah,clem hospital: and they did give me some valium
Bob D Caterino: screw the tewenty year thing
Principalpoop: ahh prince valum, charming fellow, relaxing
Principalpoop: i
Honey Sanchez: mmmmmmmm
Bambi: lol
Johnny Piano: I doubt they "gave" it to you, Ahclem - it'll be on the bill
cease: lol
Bambi: yes, he's sleeping with Prince Valium tonight (quote from Beetleguise)
Bob D Caterino: Poop, we need to sit and write your life story. I-POOP
doctec: must go and help lili with stuff in the kitchen - we're having a late supper tonight (because we had a late lunch)
Principalpoop: good luck doc and L, be strong
cease: all the best to lili
Dexter Fong: Later Doc, best to you two
Honey Sanchez: have a nice dinner, doc say hello to lili
Johnny Piano: Keep Lili off those feet, Doc
Honey Sanchez: hugs to you both
doctec: i'll stay loggin but "away" - back in a while
Principalpoop: eat celery
Principalpoop: ahhh ok doc
Honey Sanchez: and you keep off her feet too, doc!!!
Bambi: what? Beetle... oh, nevermind
Honey Sanchez: yes or boil corn silk and the water is a good diuretic
Bob D Caterino: Beetleguise you know Beetleguise oh crap
Bambi: oh, man! now you've done it Bob!
cease: i seem to be losing consciousness
Johnny Piano: So Nino thinks I'm in Decatur? He's about 35 miles off.
Principalpoop: so, have the nurses given you a sponge bath ahh, clem hehe know what I mean? hehe
cease: see you next week, folks.
||||||||| "10:24 PM? 10:24 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Beetleguise should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Beetleguise enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
cease: be healthy, or as close to it as you can get
Principalpoop: good luck cat
Honey Sanchez: cat, put the bong down and step away!!!!!
Beetleguise: Anyone call me?
Dexter Fong: See yah Cat
Principalpoop: uhoh here he is
Honey Sanchez: bye cease
Johnny Piano: Oh, geez. I knew it.
Principalpoop: no no that was a mistake, wrong chat B
Beetleguise: Hey Johnnie, hows those eighty eights
Honey Sanchez: who said it 3 x????
Bambi: LOL, not me *whistling*
Bambi: it was Bob!
Bambi: lol
Johnny Piano: Probably pretty hot since they're sitting in my van right now!
Principalpoop: Bambi, nice work lol hehe
Beetleguise: Oh, we have a Bambi and a Honey. Sit on my lap and lets see what comes up
Johnny Piano: I thought it was Betelgeuse?
Elayne: Prob'ly should go, my cat is demanding attention.
Elayne: Next week, all.
Beetleguise: topic wise
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:26 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Principalpoop: night E
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
Honey Sanchez: bye el take care
Johnny Piano: Nite E
Beetleguise: El, whats that they tore it down
Bambi: night E!
Johnny Piano: Funny, he doesn't sound like Michael Keaton
Beetleguise: Elayne cat? or P oh wrong chat
Beetleguise: not me he was in Beetle Jews
Mudhead: drat
Principalpoop: i am afraid to say anything in front of B, how can we get him to say his name?
Johnny Piano: Beetle Jews? Sounds like a Mel Brooks film to me
Beetleguise: I get all my ivory from Alabama because there the tusks are looser
Beetleguise: who's name?
Mudhead: g'nite all
Merlyn: isn't Brian Epstein the Beatle Jew?
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Bob D Caterino - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| cease - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: night mud
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 10:30 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bambi: so what is your name then?
Beetleguise: Mine? Beetlejuice?
Dexter Fong: Night Mud
Johnny Piano: Wow, a lot of death goin' 'round
Principalpoop: no really? how do you spell it?
Bambi: are you sure? I thought it was BGs?
Dexter Fong: Dengue fever, it's the latest thing...catch it!
ah,clem hospital: ....
Merlyn: Come no further, for death awaits you all with nasty, big, pointy teeth
Principalpoop: hang in there ahh, clem, you will be home soon and DJing
Johnny Piano: What an eccentric performance!
Beetleguise: eetle goose
Bambi: big, nasty, pointy teeth! ... it's just a fuzzy bunny!
Beetleguise: feetle blimps
Beetleguise: oh crapper
Principalpoop: if I dull my pointy teeth, will I be safe then M?
Johnny Piano: Fetal blimps?
Honey Sanchez: that's no ordinary rabbit!!!! look at the bones!!!!!!!
Bambi: LOL
Johnny Piano: Sounds like it's time for a pregnant pause!
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:32 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Beetleguise by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bob D Caterino inside, makes a note of the time (10:32 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Principalpoop: dem bones dem bones looket dem bones yassir
Johnny Piano: Standing ovation for Catherwood!
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Johnny Piano and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
Bambi: hehehehe
Bob D Caterino: Bo wasnt me, it was this rented beetleguise suit laying on the floor
Johnny Piano: Thank you, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
Honey Sanchez: come on in and take off yer skin, and rattle around in your bones
Johnny Piano: Did Hawkeye Pierce just come in?
Principalpoop: baby let your hair grown down
Merlyn: Betelgeuse, Beetlejuice, BeatleJews
Principalpoop: where is the edit button?
Bambi: I thought it was Trapper
Bob D Caterino: Honey, I am young and youthfull and I also feel like a teen but thats just me. I have a body of an eighteen year old and maybe one day I will let him out of the basement
Johnny Piano: Bambi, they're a set
Principalpoop: a trapper carrying a winchester
Honey Sanchez: hehe i hope so bob
Bambi: only Merlyn has the potential of an edit button :-)
Johnny Piano: Potentate of edit
Honey Sanchez: alfred hitchcock didnt have a bellybutton :|
Johnny Piano: Immaculate conception, Honey?
||||||||| Boney tiptoes in around 10:35 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Bambi: or it could have been BJ Hunnycutt
Dexter Fong: Hey Boney
Principalpoop: ahh we would loose the spontenaity, spawnteneighetee, that thing
Honey Sanchez: heckifiknow
Bambi: hi Boney
Honey Sanchez: hi boney
Johnny Piano: Naw, it was Hawk & Trap
Principalpoop: hi boney
Merlyn: parkyerkarkas
Johnny Piano: Yo Boney
Bob D Caterino: no one man should ever hold the edit button. This should be in the hands of all the peep holes. I really think that (The Fonz was a real cool dude) and the government will pay for it.
Principalpoop: no belly button? where did he keep his lint?
Boney: parking mine bones
Bambi: as well they should
Honey Sanchez: he expressed it in his screenplays, poop
Principalpoop: ahh expressolint
Johnny Piano: Hitch had a lint pocket in his vest
Bambi: nah, that is latte lint
Bob D Caterino: I used to flick through the stations on the tele all night long. Now that I have cable I can flick through hundreds of stations all night long
Principalpoop: hehehe
Johnny Piano: Lotte Lenya?
Honey Sanchez: latte lint used to play flugelhorn with miles davis
Dexter Fong: sings unter der linten
Bambi: so many stations and still nothing to watch lol
Bob D Caterino: and her bro Jay Lenya
Honey Sanchez: and still not find a decent thing to watch bob
Bob D Caterino: yep
Bambi: ditto Honey lol
Johnny Piano: Dat's why dey's so mean!
Bob D Caterino: I can see for miles davis and Miles Davis
Dexter Fong: Can you see dat Trane acomin'
Principalpoop: er du have kinder garden fong?
Bob D Caterino: or an indecent thing to watch
Johnny Piano: Bob D Caterino, the Multiple Identity poster child for 2007
Honey Sanchez: i saw his picture in the post office, johnny
Boney: Miles Smiles, Darl Snarls
Dexter Fong: Poop: Eine kinder's garten of wurst
Bob D Caterino: I am not a duel personality and neither am I
Johnny Piano: How many times, Honey?
Principalpoop: the worst wurst I ever et
Dexter Fong: et tu?
Principalpoop: tea for 2 and 2 for tea
Bob D Caterino: Honey keeps my mugshot in her wallet
Principalpoop: heads I win, tails you lose
Honey Sanchez: wallet heck i need a whole pocketbook!!!!!!
Boney: et tu, too, Desmond?
Johnny Piano: Makes for a lumpy wallet, doesn't it?
Dexter Fong: A mugshot is what you get when you hunt with cheny
Bambi: I like wurst
Bob D Caterino: wait just a minute Poop,
Honey Sanchez: for better or wurst
Bob D Caterino: thats my coin
Honey Sanchez: lol dex
Boney: my big ole yeller dawg ate a tutu once
Johnny Piano: Desmond?
Principalpoop: wait, we should not talk about making sausage with ah, clem here
||||||||| "10:43 PM? 10:43 PM!!" says Catherwood, "H Stones should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as H Stones enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Boney: Life goes on, bra
Principalpoop: hehehe
Johnny Piano: Then I guess haggis is right out as well
Johnny Piano: Stones!
Principalpoop: ahh there is stones enfin
Dexter Fong: Hey HS
Bob D Caterino: stones, jolly good man jolly good
Johnny Piano: Bra comes off, wow!
Bambi: *toss coin* ... oops! it's on it's edge ... what are the chances of that? ;-)
H Stones: Greetings one and all
Honey Sanchez: hello hemlock
Bambi: hey Stones
Bob D Caterino: its fifty fifty and so am I
Principalpoop: ok ok, next time bambi, I will cover all the angles
ah,clem hospital: hi Mr. Stones
Boney: my big ole yeller dawg ate a bra once
Bambi: lol
||||||||| "10:45 PM? 10:45 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bightrethighrehighre should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bightrethighrehighre enters and sits on the couch.
Bambi: hi big
Bob D Caterino: My big ole yeller dogs are tired
Johnny Piano: Underwire or underwater?
Dexter Fong: Biggie!
Honey Sanchez: hello big
Principalpoop: say hi to ah,clem in his hospital bed stones, don't make him laugh, it hurts
Johnny Piano: Yo Biggie
Principalpoop: hi big
Bambi: yeller dog doesn't know what state he lives in
Bob D Caterino: Hello Big%hetgetrwyeurt um Hi Big
Merlyn: heyy bigg
Johnny Piano: Sure you ain't got de jaundice, Bob?
Bob D Caterino: nope and I aint Yellow
Bob D Caterino: Lots are afreid of the dark aint they
Principalpoop: jaunder you can find jaundice
Bambi: sigmund afreid?
Bob D Caterino: I do have globbners desease
Johnny Piano: Way off jaunder in the paw-paw-patch
Principalpoop: hootman freud
Bob D Caterino: man time of night showing my spel cheque is turned off
Bambi: new song there JP?
Johnny Piano: Not if I can help it, Bambi
Principalpoop: paugh
Bambi: lol
Bob D Caterino: braBra Bush
Boney: I've been hoping that Harry Shearer will take the time slot at MSNBC that Don Imus occupied before he got his dumb self fired. http://armagost.blogspot.com/2007/05/take-harry-to-lunch.html
Johnny Piano: That MI poster kid just ain't right...
Bambi: why is that IM poster kid not right?
Bob D Caterino: When is that imposter Kid not wrong
Boney: Imus got fired... Harry Shearer could hang with the best crew in radio... The Credibility Gap. Remember them? He could conceivably invite the buoys for an occasional visit. They all worked at KRLA-AM in Pasadena a long, long time ago
Johnny Piano: Well, he's got Multiple Identities for starters
Bightrethighrehighre: High guys...I'm checking to say....can I say Hello....?
Boney: Pasadena, California.
Bob D Caterino: Yeah the credibility gap what about The Commitee
Johnny Piano: You're allowed, Big
Bambi: sure big...be our guest lol
Principalpoop: tempe arizona big
Bob D Caterino: And hello big eye in the ski, please don't blink while Im on
Johnny Piano: Well, not Richard Beebe
Boney: Peter Bergman did part of the first Love In at KRLA
Bob D Caterino: Honey, lets meet tonight and listen to my collection of Trini Lopez records
Boney: You remember Richard Beebe, Johnny?
Bightrethighrehighre: I've been shy of joining you guys the last couple of months....
Principalpoop: why do I know that name?
Johnny Piano: I just know he was part of the Cred Gap along with Shearer, McKean & Lander
Bightrethighrehighre: and I surely miss the fun in the rubber room....
Bob D Caterino: I remember Richard Cesternino
Principalpoop: why shy? did somebody bite you here?
Bightrethighrehighre: My family has been dealing with the the illness of my Step Dad, Walter Leon Smith....
Johnny Piano: Miss Shirley in the Rubber Room
Bightrethighrehighre: ....and he left us May 8....
Boney: Johnny, he was the news reader guy at KRLA
Principalpoop: 2007 is being a tough year
Bambi: sorry to hear that Big
Bob D Caterino: That name rings a bell Big
Johnny Piano: Didn't know that, Boney. Learn somethin' new all the time
Bightrethighrehighre: ....cancer SUCKS....
Honey Sanchez: thats the phone, bob
Boney: That's when Harry Shearer started looking at current events in a way that was completely new and different
Principalpoop: or the oven
Bob D Caterino: Good I thought it was my head again Honey, Ill get it
Johnny Piano: Yeah, my best friend's wife is dealing with cancer
Boney: He's still doing it on Le Show.
Bambi: yes, it sucks the big one ... lost my Dad to it May 2005, and Clem just lost his step Mom to it about a month ago.
Boney: Does Harry Shearer get along with FST? Does anyone know?
Principalpoop: i have a friend hooked on Le Show, it is ok i guess
Bob D Caterino: Bambi I lost mine that year too, um what was his name? Danny?
Boney: Richard Beebe passed away. Harry Shearer reads the news these days.
Johnny Piano: Both of my parents have had various bouts with cancer, thankfully fought off and they are thriving in their early 80s
Principalpoop: ok ok, where is the poor taste police?
Bambi: my Dad's name was Bob
Dexter Fong: Bob's my uncle
H Stones: your under arrest Poop
Bambi: that's great JP! Nice to know some win against that beast
Principalpoop: ahh stones, found his keyboard
Boney: I think Richard Beebe died of cancer
Johnny Piano: Fingers are crossed!
Bob D Caterino: great name and sorry for your loss. One day I will tell you the story of the siblings and what they did to kill him, my dad that is
||||||||| ATweenADay enters at 10:57 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Principalpoop: wb tween
ATweenADay: Back for the commercial break...
Bob D Caterino: Thats right Dex,
Dexter Fong: wb tween
Johnny Piano: Tween returns!
Bambi: hey Tween!
ATweenADay: Yo dere...
Principalpoop: croc dundee intermission?
ah,clem hospital: hi Tween
ATweenADay: Yep Croc
Johnny Piano: Hey mate, that's not a knife!
Boney: It would be so cool if Harry Shearer, the Credibility Gap and the Firesign Theatre did three hours together on MSNBC. It's just a pipe dream
Bambi: no worries PrinceP lol
Honey Sanchez: hola tweena
ATweenADay: To answer the question about Harry Shearer - he was on How Time Flys (the announcer). Don't know about other recordings.
Bambi: don't they have any Mates...
Principalpoop: g'day mate hehe
Bightrethighrehighre: I saw Michael Moore on real time w Bill Mahrer- he had I great idea!!
H Stones: i thought MSNBC was more of a nightmare
ATweenADay: Hola Ms. Sanchez
Bightrethighrehighre: ...Exercise and eat better....
Bob D Caterino: I watched an old clip when Moore was a kid. Leave it to beaver I think
Johnny Piano: Stones, the nightmare is Rupert's channel
Bightrethighrehighre: so we can beat cancer and all that other nasty s**t....
Boney: Microsoft, NBC. We wouldn't want to do anything that might compromise their oppressive image
ATweenADay: Back to Croc in NYC - biab
H Stones: Rupert the Bear or Murdoch ??
Boney: I mean, people might start thinking they're cool
Bightrethighrehighre: and put the pharmaceutical and medical nightmare industries out of BUSINESS....!!!!
H Stones: pretty unlikely i think Boney
Johnny Piano: The latter, also known as the Weed
Principalpoop: they have not fired obermann, yet
Boney: so Joe Scarborough got the gig... Ugh
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
H Stones: passes Johny P some great weed
Johnny Piano: Don't bogart that Rupert
Honey Sanchez: pass it over to meeeeeeeee
Principalpoop: none for me thanks, i had some earlier, wow
Dexter Fong: It's time to park my car, back later
Bambi: 11 o'clock and all is well ell
Principalpoop: hail rita
Johnny Piano: It's fair and balanced
H Stones: ok but this is the funny smelling Jamaican they were talking about
Boney: Joe Scarborough's Contract on America
Bob D Caterino: may I plug a new venture before I take my exit?
Honey Sanchez: please do, bob
Bambi: Jamaica man
Principalpoop: of course
Johnny Piano: Plug away, MI poster boy
H Stones: put that exit down, Bob, it doesnt belong to you
Bob D Caterino: http://www.lulu.com/author/content_revise.php?fCID=895944
Bambi: this is Scarborough Country
Bob D Caterino: Thanks Pianoman
Boney: Joe will be replacing the U.S. Bill of Rights with Microsoft's Term of Service
Bightrethighrehighre: ....how do you guys like Ron Paul....????
Principalpoop: it wants me to login, fascist
Boney: Terms of Service
Johnny Piano: Ouch, Boney
Bob D Caterino: I am egresing
Bambi: BoR becomes ToS ... film at 11
H Stones: so its Principal Fascist now is it ?
Johnny Piano: What's Shrek got to do with it?
Principalpoop: we are US+
Boney: I've got to empty and load the dishwasher. brb
||||||||| Boney says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Boney exits at 11:04 PM.
H Stones: didnt Tina Turner do that one Johnny ?
Principalpoop: ok, stones, I have just about had enough, show me your papers....
Bob D Caterino: and lets not forget my chursh, bobschurch@porn.porn
Bambi: wasn't that a Tanya Turner song, JP?
Merlyn: lock n load
Bambi: Tina Turner
Johnny Piano: Surprised they didn't try to get her, Stone
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Honey too in through the front door at 11:04 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: right
Principalpoop: tanya turner?
Principalpoop: hehehehe
Principalpoop: i used to date her
Johnny Piano: Oh no - Bob has passed his Multiple Identity disease to Honey!
Bob D Caterino: forrst tucker
Bambi: mixed metaphor princep
Principalpoop: hehehe
Bob D Caterino: Me and Honey are as one and so are we
Johnny Piano: Kinda like that nasty TB dude
H Stones: can i have ice with that please Bambi
Johnny Piano: I am he as you are me and you are we
Principalpoop: honey too honey too
Honey too: i have been compromised infected oh my bob what have you done !
Bambi passes some ice to Stones
Johnny Piano: Bambi, I want mine blended
H Stones: ty Bambi
Principalpoop: eres tu eres tu, something like that
Bob D Caterino: No Honey what have we done, me and me
Johnny Piano: Honey, now you can be an ABBA song.
H Stones: (ushers Johnny into jumbo sized blender
Bambi gives JP his shaken not stirred
Honey too: theee and theee
Bob D Caterino: yes and yes
Principalpoop: noo, it is in spanish, I thought they were singing kitty stew kitty stew
Johnny Piano: Thank you, Moneypenny
Honey too: but but but i dont wanna be an abba song
Bambi smiles
H Stones: hardly surprising Honey
Johnny Piano: Well, it's not mandatory, Honey
Bambi: can't blame you Honey!
Honey too: whew
Johnny Piano: So we'll instead put you in a classic bubblegum hit by The Archies!
Bambi: swell lol
Principalpoop: joan jett sang that, I don't wanna be an abba song, make me something by the rolling stones
Honey too: lovely
Bambi says not too many people feel comfortable saying swell these days
H Stones: You are my Candy girl, Honey
Johnny Piano: At least not in that context, Bambi
Bambi: lol
Johnny Piano: Great live version of "Sugar Sugar" by The Rubinoos
Honey too: yummy yummy yummy i got love in my tummy!
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: you should have used the pill honey
Honey too: wait.......oh dear
H Stones: Rubinos, isnt that another name for Measles ?
Principalpoop: oh my, the plague, that is not good
Bambi: wow, Honey ... you got a really GOOD disease
Johnny Piano: OK, Honey, now you must be quarantined until the MI disease clears your systen
Honey too: plague is to be expected in new mexico we get cases of it every year
H Stones: you wait all year for a disease and three come along together
Bob D Caterino: Miel, usted es uno en millón y le recordaré siempre en mi corazón
Principalpoop: how much is a case of plage? and how much for just one bottle?
Johnny Piano: How many in a case, Honey? 24?
Bambi: really? I thought that was only Mexico
Principalpoop: u
Johnny Piano: The New Mexicans got jealous
Honey too: new not old poop
Bob D Caterino: Damnny she is gone
Principalpoop: where is old York stones?
H Stones: Poop is ageless
Honey too: its officially summer we got our first case of hunta virus the other day
H Stones: old York is in South Yorkshire PP
Johnny Piano: And spreads like fertilizer
Principalpoop: hunta? i thought was a type of linux
Johnny Piano: yenta?
Principalpoop: shire shire, put it in old yorkshire
Honey too: hanta?
Bob D Caterino: Putts
Johnny Piano: Sauce it up
ATweenADay: D.C.'s had a case of junta virus for about 7 years now...
Bob D Caterino: Harry Shire
H Stones: i think your right PP but it works well with Open Office
Principalpoop: who are you calling a putts? mensch
Bambi: well, I hate to do it but I really need to get some sleep ... been a very long day, errr, week!
ATweenADay: Punta Linux?
Bob D Caterino: The Yenta called me a Swatsa
ATweenADay: Nite Bambi.... sleep well
Johnny Piano: Bambi, that's not what I heard.
Principalpoop: glad he is better, take care bambi, good luck
Bambi says May the road rise to meet you...
H Stones: take care Bambi, hope you and Clem have a good week
Honey too: senor caterino, tu hablas espanol muy bien y dulce, tambien
Bambi: thanks! Nytol!
Johnny Piano: Nite nite sweet Bambi
Honey too: gnite bambi bye clem be here next week feeling better
Bambi: we will have a better week when Clem gets to go home lol
Bob D Caterino: everyone take care Bambi all will be ok and I have to sedo some research now so later all. How do you spell huge melons. Oh I am still here. Back to my research.
Principalpoop: somebody unplugg ah,clem, but don't unplug the wrong wire
Bambi smiles
ah,clem hospital: good niight all
Bob D Caterino: Mwah
H Stones: see ya BobD
Johnny Piano: See ya Clem!
Principalpoop: ahh night night, get well soon ahhhhh, clem
Honey too: hasta luego, roberto
Principalpoop: glad you were with us, night night
||||||||| Bob D Caterino rushes off, saying "11:15 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Principalpoop: night bob
||||||||| At 11:16 PM, ah,clem hospital dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Johnny Piano: You don't suppose those are Honeydew melons he's looking for?
Merlyn: I'm going to take off too, see you next week
||||||||| Bob D Caterino enters at 11:16 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Bob D Caterino: nite Poop
Johnny Piano: Nite Merl
Principalpoop: ahh the bus, night M, thanks again for all you do
||||||||| Bob D Caterino leaves to catch the 11:16 PM train to North Carolina.
Principalpoop: have a good week
H Stones: they come, they go
Honey too: come si come sa
||||||||| "11:17 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Merlyn, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Johnny Piano: Hey! I have family in North Carolina, and Bob's contagious!
Principalpoop: like sands through the hourglass
Honey too: watch out for those nettles, merlyn !!!!!!!!
Principalpoop: call and warn them
H Stones: dammit, that sand gets everywhere PP
Johnny Piano: I may have to, Poop
Principalpoop: yes indeed stones
Johnny Piano: Don't forget the comma
Principalpoop: which comma?
H Stones: a mans gotta poop what a mans gotta poop
Johnny Piano: Those dirty commas
Principalpoop: get on it and do it every day
Principalpoop: ahh those pinko stinko dirty commas
H Stones: dont we do it in the road here at Ralph Spoilsport Motors ?
Johnny Piano: In the slaves' quarters, or down at the precinct house
Principalpoop: here in the city of ahh
H Stones: sounds like a relief PP
Principalpoop: it was
Honey too: how do you spell relief?
Johnny Piano: You like that too much
Principalpoop: i am glad I moved to ahh
Johnny Piano: A load off your mind and onto the Giant Toad
Principalpoop: i come home to ahh every day
Principalpoop: releef?
Johnny Piano: Ohh
Principalpoop: releaf?
Johnny Piano: Only if I run out of TP
Principalpoop: releeph?
H Stones: i thought a TP was something you lived in
Johnny Piano: What's the PH?
Honey too: sweetleaf
Principalpoop: i don't know how to spell it
ATweenADay: What brand of remote keyboard is that you're using on stage, JP?
Honey too: that's a tipi, stones
H Stones: is that acid humour Johnny
Johnny Piano: Lync
Principalpoop: tipi or teepee
Johnny Piano: They've been long out of business.
Honey too: teepee is the little tipi behind the big one, poop
Johnny Piano: He said waiting for the other shoe to drop
Honey too: teepee is the peepeeteepee
Principalpoop: is there a topo and tupu too?
Johnny Piano: Topo Gigio
Honey too: only on ed sullivan, poop
H Stones: hey lordy lordy, cant afford no shoes
Principalpoop: i heard he was into that sort of thing
Johnny Piano: Great minds, Honey
Principalpoop: hehe
ATweenADay: Not making the Lync any more I see. Looks like great features
Johnny Piano: Maybe there's a bundle of rags that I could use
Johnny Piano: 4 channels simultaneous, Tween
H Stones: recession...... depression
Principalpoop: same thing
H Stones: maybe we should form a band Johnny
Johnny Piano: Mine needs to have the aftertouch repaired
ATweenADay: Yeah, saw that - 4 MIDI outs
H Stones: could call it Johnny Two Shoes maybe
Johnny Piano: I'm in 2, Stones
Principalpoop: can I be in the band too?
Principalpoop: can I? can I?
H Stones: i have two left feet, my dancing parter used to say
H Stones: partner
Johnny Piano: What do you play, he asked expecting the worst (or wurst)
ATweenADay: I'll play lead triangle
Principalpoop: the skinflute or boneaphone
ATweenADay: One of my legs is shorter than the other, and both my feets tto long...
H Stones: i do solos on the Pink Oboe
Johnny Piano: Lead electric triangle? Didn't you play in Toad The Wet Sprocket?
Johnny Piano: Honey, I'm waiting for your answer too.
H Stones: Hey Tween, didnt know you were the Dancing Fool
Principalpoop: apparently my voice is unforgettable, after I sing, people do not need me to ever sing again
H Stones: Unforgettable, Thats who you are
Honey too: im flabbergasted
Principalpoop: they call me buttercup, wait, that is not me
Honey too: i can play the green tambourine
H Stones: try and cut down a bit Honey, that gas can be a problem
Johnny Piano: Tween, the Lync set-up is rarely used by me these days. I used it on that gig for quick set-up.
Principalpoop: ew ew I can play a green tambourine too, just show me how
Johnny Piano: Oh cool - Lemon Pipers!
H Stones: yes its a set up alright
Honey too: ok poop meet me in intercourse pennsylvania and i will give you lessons
H Stones: Lemon Pipers at the Gates of Dawn, has anyone don that yet
Johnny Piano: Stones, that's what you get for blowing on that oboe
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: i lost my menonite hat, some quaker stole it
Honey too: dang fiddlers
H Stones: psychiatric help i think Johnny
Johnny Piano: Sow some oats in Intercourse, PA
Principalpoop: i will learn the obe if necessary
H Stones: sonds like a pig out to me
Principalpoop: how many strings does that have?
Principalpoop: oboe
Honey too: a hat is not mandatory, poop
Johnny Piano: OBE - that's what the Queen gives out
H Stones: just one PP but its very long
Johnny Piano: It is if you have hair like mine!
Principalpoop: sure it, i saw the movie with one armed bowler
Honey too: out of body experiences??? wow liz!!!
H Stones: se could ask Fong to be our agent
Honey too: i saw the one legged man audition does that count?
Principalpoop: i am short fat and bald, is that problem, or do you need the george costanza look for the band?
Honey too: agent fong sounds about right
Johnny Piano: Agent Fong? Sounds like a Hong Kong spy flick
Honey too: lol yeah
Principalpoop: ahh an agent named dexter, I like it
H Stones: starring Bruce Lee
ATweenADay: Enter The Fong
Johnny Piano: Fong of Fury
Principalpoop: that idea upset my stomach tween
Principalpoop: i do not want to enter the fong or even imagine it
H Stones: i think hes free now he split with his band The Dumpsters
ATweenADay: lol P
Johnny Piano: Isn't that an Association song? Enter The Fong?
Principalpoop: he can get us some 'gigs' I always wanted to try a gig
Honey too: a comedy musical with tommy chong martin wang jackie chan and dexter fong
H Stones: too many and you get the runs PP
Principalpoop: ewwww
Johnny Piano: With 6 you get eggroll
ATweenADay: With 6 Your Get Fongroll
H Stones: i thought that was restaurant Honey
ATweenADay: beat me to it lol
Principalpoop: those long runs can wear you out
Johnny Piano: Me, I'd like the Nuclear Honey Teriyaki
Honey too: catherwood, bring me another double zombie please
||||||||| Catherwood gives Honey too another double zombie.
Honey too: one for me and one for me
Principalpoop: stop beating tween
ATweenADay: Honey's at Los Alamos?
H Stones: two number 23s, one sweet and sour roll and extra Dim Sum please
Johnny Piano: I like Chinese, they only come up to your knees
ATweenADay: When did you stop beating your tween?
Principalpoop: can i try some of dim stones?
H Stones: wow, i feel like another one already
ATweenADay: But they're cute, and they're cuddly, and they're ready to please...
Johnny Piano: Beet the Meatles
Principalpoop: am I in the band or not, do we get t-shirts?
H Stones: yes, Johnny, sorry about the roaches but dont worry, we wont weigh em
H Stones: and lots of free mugs Poop
Johnny Piano: It's Kabloona Hour - all triple drinks, triple price
Principalpoop: mugs? is that a british word?
H Stones: its snappy hour down at the Crocodile Bar
H Stones: yes Poop it is and with several meanings
Principalpoop: kabloona or kahuna?
H Stones: and a garlic aroma that would flatten Tacoma
Johnny Piano: Consult your book of Punter - Next World?!
Principalpoop: i know jugs and tugs and bugs
Honey too: sounds like stones previous band to me
H Stones: same guy who wrote Trains and Boats and Planes PP
Principalpoop: yeath
Johnny Piano: Bacharach!
H Stones: thought so
Honey too: and planes trains and automobiles
Principalpoop: gesundheit
H Stones: i dont play it so well but i once shot crapps
Principalpoop: andy crapps? you shot him??
H Stones: Ludwig von Crapps the German card sharp
Johnny Piano: Stones and Cheney, shooting stuff again
Johnny Piano: Let
Honey too: this is my gun and this is my weapon.......
Principalpoop: so I get mugs and t-shirts cool
Johnny Piano: Hello! damn return key moves on me
Johnny Piano: Let's shoot schnapps!
H Stones: and a free booklet PP
H Stones: signed
Principalpoop: will honey have a wet t-shirt during the show?
Honey too: if it rains
Principalpoop: i prefer a phamplet please sir
Johnny Piano: If I have anything to say about it, yes
H Stones: well maybe after it during the back stage party
H Stones: sorry Poop we are clear out of Phamps
Principalpoop: wow
Principalpoop: where is the agent, we need to negotiate
Johnny Piano: Entertainment for the entertainers, Poop
H Stones: in his dumpster i presume
Honey too: we sure do!!!
H Stones: Honey werent you in Spooky Too
Principalpoop: what about shoes?
Johnny Piano: What about Shoes?
Principalpoop: my shoes are not entertaining, unless you are a cat or dog
Honey too: i like barefoot
Johnny Piano: What about Scarecrow's brain?
H Stones: heel toe, heel toe
Principalpoop: they derive great pleasure from my shoes
Honey too: or i can dig around in the attic n find my old go go boots
H Stones: Shoes, Luxury! we used to dream about shoes
Principalpoop: nice fetish if you can have it stones
Johnny Piano: Honey, you'll have to go wireless - too much chance of you getting electrocuted with barefeet and a wet T-shirt
Honey too remembers her daze with spooky tooth
H Stones: is that an occasional python boot Honey
Dexter Fong: And we're back
Honey too: you have a good point there
H Stones: ah, Agent Fong
Principalpoop: wb fong, somebody fill him in
Honey too: welcome back, mr manager
Johnny Piano: Bromodosis!
Johnny Piano: What shall I use to fill Fong in?
H Stones: You mean Stinkfoot Johnny, i saw them play once
Dexter Fong: Fill me in Renfro, there's not very much time
Honey too: the crux of the biskit is the apostrophe!!
Principalpoop: just enter the fong with whatever you have handy
Honey too: try marzipan, johnny
Johnny Piano: Looking for the entrance
Principalpoop: i am still holding the anchovies if you want to use them
H Stones: wheres the exit
Johnny Piano: No marzipan, will concrete do?
Dexter Fong: adjacent to the egress
Honey too: bob absonded with the exit, stones remember?
Johnny Piano: But I digress
H Stones: Music Concrete, eh, i can see your going commercial again
ATweenADay: Jean Satre Freeway, No Exit
Johnny Piano: Well, it was Cage or Varese
Principalpoop: jean satire freeway, only exits, no on ramps
Dexter Fong: or Baron Munchausen
Honey too: ok fong its like this we are the band you are the manager promoter booking agent promotions man, and we need a gig stat!
H Stones: its nice to be in company where even the most casual reference doesnt go wasted
ATweenADay: You're on!
Principalpoop: in a nutshell, here is the meat, we are forming a band, and you, yes you dexter fong, will be our agent
Dexter Fong: Honey: I went to Sam Asch today and ordered a gig stat, it'll be here by monday
H Stones: Agent Fong, didnt they drop that on the VC
Johnny Piano: I want it known that I'm phoning my parts in as I can't be bothered to actually attend
ATweenADay: So when do we play Madison Square, Fong?
Principalpoop: we want to sell out our musical and artistic integrity as soon as possible
Johnny Piano: Too late
Honey too: yes and where do we sign??
ATweenADay: Yes, the first album should be a collector's boxed set.
H Stones: as soon as we can find it Tween, incidentally how do we get to Madison Square Gardens ?
Johnny Piano: Boxed by the collectors
Dexter Fong: Preactice stones
Principalpoop: yes yes, oh, and my picture on the cover of the rolling stone
ATweenADay: Can't get there from here...
H Stones: its old but its good Fong
Johnny Piano: Actually the question is "how do you get to Carnegie Hall" but whatever...
Principalpoop: lol JP
H Stones: oh so its Johnny Pedantic now is it
Johnny Piano: Playing a show at the Same Mansion
Dexter Fong: Now it's how do you get to Weill Auditorium at Carnegie Hall
Johnny Piano: That's me, the Pedant
ATweenADay: Here's the key...
Principalpoop: we'll get to weill, if we keep our noses to the wheel
ATweenADay: The Pit and the Pendantulum
H Stones: show some Kurtesy PP
Dexter Fong: Weill thing, I think I love you
Principalpoop: wait, do I have show my kurtesy fong?
Johnny Piano: Oh show me the way to the next Whiskey bar
H Stones: but i wanna know for sure Fong
Dexter Fong: Depends poop
Johnny Piano: Depends and poop go together
Dexter Fong: Stones: We all want to know for sure
Principalpoop: a glitch, back
Dexter Fong: But in this Brownian movement we call life...?
H Stones: but if your taking your agency fee Fong i definately wanna know
Johnny Piano: Honey: kitty got yer tongue?
Dexter Fong: I'm doing it on spec
Principalpoop: phil spec?
Principalpoop: or
Johnny Piano: spec done it
Dexter Fong: I'm taking all the money and speculating on the stock market
Honey too: fee fong fi fum i hear the whine of an englishman
Principalpoop: what about shoes fong?
Honey too: nope johnny i am keepin my ears open and recording the meeting
H Stones: listen Fong, my last agent studied string theory and i only got paid for gigs i did in a parelled universe
Dexter Fong: The eight shoes? Name's already taken
H Stones: where i must mention they dont spell so good
Johnny Piano: Is that so? How late do you stay open?
Principalpoop: i am not playing the black theatre again, that show went on forever
Principalpoop: oops black hole theatre
Principalpoop: ruined that joke, how many rimjobs do I get a night?
Dexter Fong: You'll be playing in a white room, with white coated attendants
Principalpoop: oops, that is not the right word
Johnny Piano: In the white room with black curtains in the station
Principalpoop: rimshots lol
Honey too: ba dum dum
H Stones: he may be wearing a white coat but i would recognise Poop anywhere
Johnny Piano: Who are you asking, Poop?
Principalpoop: but seriously fellow band members, we need to select the songs
ATweenADay: Those nice young men in their clean white suits...
Dexter Fong: what time is it catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:59 PM, on the dot!"
H Stones: oh oh, here we go
Johnny Piano: Obviously Honey is the drummer
Principalpoop: i say we start with, the theme from 2001
H Stones: and then 2002
Honey too is ready to write down the play list
Principalpoop: anybody know the words?
Dexter Fong: whipping post
H Stones: you know the rest
ATweenADay: I vote, "The Leader Of The Pack"
H Stones: what words
Principalpoop: yes yes whipping post, good idea
Johnny Piano: Whipping Floss?
Principalpoop: leader of the pack, put it on there
H Stones: calm down poop its only a musical reference
Principalpoop: the words to the theme to 2001
ATweenADay: The Almann Joy Brothers?
H Stones: i need a drum to sing em PP
Honey too: ok leader of the pack and whipping post but i refuse to be tied up on stage again
Principalpoop: honey is the drummer
||||||||| 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..
Dexter Fong: I've gota whistling kettle drum
Johnny Piano: How about "Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict"?
H Stones: ok Fong but Honey wants a waver in her contract
Honey too: oh piss off catherwood we are brainstorming!
||||||||| Catherwood pisss off we are brainstorming.
Principalpoop: we need something that uses a piano for JP, something by elton john?
Principalpoop: what is princess dinana song?
Dexter Fong waves to honey
H Stones: Goodby Yellow Lady Di
Johnny Piano: Oh, be imaginative, Poop!
Honey too: i like that one johnny and put down that axe eugene could be worked in
H Stones: and get your hands off my pink oboe too
Dexter Fong: Pick up that reference
Principalpoop: the piano man, by jo-el?
Johnny Piano: Wow - Honey, I'm impressed.
Honey too: no billy jo el
H Stones: is it a reference tone Dexter ?
Johnny Piano: Or as I call him "Jelly Bowl"
Dexter Fong: 60 hz
Principalpoop: a tribute to librace would be popular
Principalpoop: liberace
Dexter Fong: Hairdresser Blues?
Honey too: its on the list, dex
Johnny Piano: Hmmmm, Dex?
H Stones: dammit, Lizt is hard to play
Principalpoop: we need something modern, can you do britnney honey?
Johnny Piano: "Danse With Me, George"
H Stones: with a wig Fong
Honey too: i wouldnt do britney with your oboe, poop!!!!!
Dexter Fong: Werken miit me Annie
Johnny Piano: Poop, you're gettin' into a whole weird zone now
Principalpoop: ok ok, aguila?
Honey too: poke salad annie
Dexter Fong: tequila
H Stones: what do you mean getting into, Johnny ? poop has always lived there
Principalpoop: ahh yes tequila, a tribute to peewee herman
Johnny Piano: Now it's a menu
Dexter Fong: I'll have one from column A and one from column B
H Stones: can i have two more helpings of 23 and hold the soy sauce Johnny
Principalpoop: drug songs, let us do drug songs, so the groupies know what gifts to give us
Honey too: lol poop wears the white patent leather platforms, then for the tequila segment
Dexter Fong: Hold the Soy Sauce Johnny...a great first encore
Johnny Piano: You'll have GRUEL and like it, Mister!!
H Stones: You got to be Gruel to be Kind
Honey too: in the right measure!
Johnny Piano: And maybe a salt pancake
H Stones: leave my body politic out of this Johnny
Principalpoop: a hauling oats song?
Johnny Piano: It's a very very very good sign
Dexter Fong: To prove were political]
H Stones: boared under a bad sign
Principalpoop: yes yes, be political, gil scott heron songs
H Stones: Last Poets ?
Johnny Piano: I pity the fools that read this transcript
Principalpoop: is that what we are?
Honey too has the bongos and isn't afraid to play em
Dexter Fong: We've all been transcribed
H Stones: do i get to use the word Nigger? its like the sixties all over again
Principalpoop: ahh super, but I don't know any songs with bongos
Honey too: whoever reads this transcript will steal our ideas
Dexter Fong: for Armed Services Radio
H Stones: whoever reads this will call the FBI
Johnny Piano: Why do you think I want the wet T-shirt in Honey's contract?
Honey too: fuzzy dice bongos in the back ........
Principalpoop: only in a song about hos stones
Honey too: lol johnny
H Stones: ho ho ho Poop
Johnny Piano: My ship of love is ready to attack
Principalpoop: how many songs is that honey?
Dexter Fong: Heave, too
Johnny Piano: Primer me carucha, Chevy 39
Honey too puts that on the song list
Honey too: well leavin out the liberace and billy jo el thas about 10 or so
Johnny Piano: Is that "Dog Breath"?
Principalpoop: lasers are expensive, maybe cat will donate his lava lamp
H Stones: in the Year of the Plague
Dexter Fong: lol
ATweenADay: I say our theme should be Led Zeppelin as Country & Western
Principalpoop: how long is a 'set' when we play a 'gig;?
Johnny Piano: Been a while since I listened to Uncle Meat
H Stones: me too
ATweenADay: Black Dog with steel guitar
Honey too: um well we can improvise a lot like the dead did i say about 3 hrs a set
H Stones: but can the dog play the thing Tween
Principalpoop: when the levee breaks, yeehaaaw
Johnny Piano: Kashmir with tabla
ATweenADay: lol Poop
Honey too: tabla for two
ATweenADay: The dog, is not for sale
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, give Honey a double zombie please
||||||||| Catherwood gets honey a double zombie.
H Stones: three more chicken curries and a popadom ples Johnny
Dexter Fong: Popadom preach
Honey too: thrannnnnnnnsk jhhoony
Johnny Piano: Ooh, yes, a curry - so I can sit at my keyboards like Rick Wakeman
H Stones: careful Johnny that last bar that gave Honey three double Zs burned down
ATweenADay: Actually, Levee could be done with steel guitar
Johnny Piano: That's alright, Honey, I've drive you home (wink)
ATweenADay: But you didn't say you had no car ;-)
Principalpoop: popadom deluise
H Stones: stop winking at my Mol Johnny
Johnny Piano: Ahem..."I'll"
H Stones: careful Honey, hes a notorious winker
Johnny Piano: Your mole?
Honey too: baby you can drive my car
Johnny Piano: You got one?
Dexter Fong: But who's gonna drive you home tonight
Honey too: somewhere around here
Johnny Piano: Kasim Sulton, since Ben Orr's dead
Principalpoop: the agent is supposed to provide a car
Honey too puts the cars tune on the list
H Stones: i knew it would be difficult with Jewish management
Dexter Fong: Poop: I can only say If you're out on your bike tonight, wear white
Johnny Piano: Fong doesn't sound Jewish
Principalpoop: chinese and jewish, we are screwed, but he will find us work, that is sure
Dexter Fong: It was Fongstein
Honey too: i have the props for the set on a paper napkin here somewhere
Dexter Fong: pronounced "steen"
H Stones: you mean you never encountered Dexter Fonglestein ?
Johnny Piano: Oh, goody, we're gonna do "Stonehenge"!
Honey too: he is famous in the biz, baybeee
H Stones: rock music is so old hat Johnny
Johnny Piano: No, but I have encountered Buster Hyman
Honey too: fong have you hired the midgets yet?
Johnny Piano: You haven't had sex with an old hat, have you?
Principalpoop: props? all we have is cat's lava lamp so far
Dexter Fong: I threw 'em in the back of the car
Honey too: they can also fill in as roadies good thinking, fong
Principalpoop: i want a solo, what do I get to sing solo?
H Stones: i hope thats a Green car he asked smugly
H Stones: probably everything Poop is Fonglestein does another runner
Dexter Fong: See, we drive up and like the circus, about 65 of these midgets climb out the car followed by the band, and then finally, ME!!!!
Principalpoop: send in the clowns? lemon tree? chelsie morning? downtown?
Johnny Piano: Carrying a bull horn and a bull whip and a lot of bull in general
Honey too: you herd us in like cats
H Stones: did someone mention lemons
Dexter Fong: I'll be bigger than COlonel Parker
Dexter Fong: Bigger than Moe Green
H Stones: Colonel Sanders more like
Dexter Fong: Bigger than Leggy Montbaten
Principalpoop: i knew we picked the right agent
Honey too: bigger than colonel sanders even!!!
Johnny Piano: Bigger than Idi Amin
H Stones: and Blacker ?
Johnny Piano: Bigger than Eydie Gorme!
Principalpoop: bigger than mama cass
Dexter Fong: Did yah know that midgets can be suated
Dexter Fong: sauted
Johnny Piano: Bigger than Idi Ot!
Principalpoop: sauted?
Johnny Piano: They can be swatted too
H Stones: Sauteed
Dexter Fong: lol JP
H Stones: Sorted
Honey too: i heard that all the ones on the wizard of oz set were, dex
H Stones: yes, i heard they were that way too Honey
Dexter Fong: Sorted, seasoned and sauteed (thanks HS)
Johnny Piano: Add water, makes its own sauce
Principalpoop: stay on topic, my solo, new york new york, I did it my way, hey jude?
H Stones: two more 23s and no dim sum....
H Stones: oh oh, the Batteries Down
Principalpoop: rabbitship down?
Principalpoop: no you down off a goose, not an elephant
Dexter Fong: Well fellow travelers, I must get outta here..see you all next week
Johnny Piano: That's an America song
H Stones: i told you he would do a runner soon as he got the contract
Principalpoop: that is ok, we're an american band
Johnny Piano: OK, Fong - draw up those contracts, notarize them and burn them
Principalpoop: have a super week fong
H Stones: i am just the token Brit
Honey too: ok dex see you next week let us know when the gig is
||||||||| Dexter Fong dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dexter Fong?! It's 12:23 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: send a copy to my lawyer, gonna start a new life
H Stones: he took all the contracts PP
Honey too: he did agree to be agent, right???
Principalpoop: yes he did
Johnny Piano: I'm going where the Bozos go as well...see yez later. Honey, save the bongo solo for later!
||||||||| Johnny Piano says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Johnny Piano exits at 12:24 AM.
Honey too: ok johnny see yas
Principalpoop: it is in the log, that cheese is binding
Honey too: true true
Principalpoop: it is late, I guess I should toddle too
||||||||| ATweenADay dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ATweenADay?! It's 12:25 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Honey too: gee bye poop
Principalpoop: have a super week ciaooo
Honey too: you be thinkin of your solo
Honey too: adios amigo
Principalpoop: I will lool, despite myself I will lol
||||||||| At 12:26 AM, Principalpoop vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
H Stones: well thers just us chickens so it must be time to call it a day
Honey too: hehehe yes
Honey too: whoever reads this log please burn it promptly
H Stones: see you on the other side
Honey too: and goodnight irene
||||||||| 12:27 AM -- Honey too left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| At 12:28 AM, H Stones vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| "12:41 AM? 12:41 AM!!" says Catherwood, "Boney should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Boney enters and sits on the divan.
Boney: catherwood get doctec a plate of Admirable Byrd's Chicken Fingered Glints
||||||||| Catherwood hands doctec a plate of admirable byrd's chicken fingered glints.
||||||||| Boney leaves at 12:54 AM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| doctec runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctec?! It's 1:06 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 1:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - 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:
ah,clem hospital
Bob D Caterino
Dexter Fong
H Stones
Honey Sanchez
Honey too
Johnny Piano
Tor Hershman
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"