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 January 17, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Firebroiled', just granted probation at 9:14 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
Firebroiled: Is it too much, friends? (Pull the curtains, Fred)
Look at this, look at this steaming heap.
Too much of Admirable Bird’s crackly brown French-fried Chicken Fingers?
Too many cuts of Mother Baker’s Deep-Dish Sheep Dip Cherrystone Pie?
Too many Tubs of Slaw?

||||||||| Firebroiled leaves to catch the 9:15 AM train to Pennsylvania.
||||||||| wake enters at 7:53 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| wake rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's wake?! It's 7:54 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| wake steals in around 7:55 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| At 7:56 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, wake!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Outside, the 7:56 PM bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving wake coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| wake is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 7:56 PM.
||||||||| "7:57 PM? 7:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "wake should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as wake enters and sits on the couch.
wake: sheesh
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
wake: connection bad today
||||||||| "Hey wake!" ... wake turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:01 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Dr. Headphones bounds in at 8:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends. i just can't quite stay up to chat tonight, but i'll pass along something which could be from US Plus: http://blip.tv/file/520347
Dr. Headphones: happy motoring with halliburton oil and the bush family coins :)
Dr. Headphones: one of these nights i WILL make it until starting time! TTFN
||||||||| Dr. Headphones leaves at 8:24 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| 8:42 PM: ah,clem jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Dear Friends, dear friends'
||||||||| ah,clem says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, ah,clem exits at 8:44 PM.
||||||||| "8:57 PM? 8:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "ah,clem should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ah,clem enters and sits in the comfy chair.
||||||||| Mudhead enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (8:59 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood leads cease inside, makes a note of the time (9:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Good Evening Dear Friends
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 17, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
cease: what is this on cni?
cease: is that jimmy lee singing?
Dexter Fong: Folkie stuff
||||||||| Outside, the 9:01 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Bambi coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
cease: i was expecting some more of the stuff i sent them
cease: hi bamb
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends! Hey Dex, Cat, Mudhead and of course Clem
Dexter Fong: Cat Don't think clem has started the Firesign part yet
cease: la bomba in another language
cease: thats for sure. i'm going back to air amerique
||||||||| Catherwood ushers MexiTween in through the front door at 9:03 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Okay: Der Bumb
MexiTween: buenos dias my heathen amigos
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Tween
cease: i should learn a few words of spanish before my boat trip.
cease: uh, que pasa?
Bambi: Hey Tween
MexiTween: It's passed
cease: when i tried to speak spanish in spain, people laughed uprorariously
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Merlyn close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:04 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule.
cease: unlike portugal where they just looked at me like i was from another planet
Merlyn: ¡hola!
Bambi: no Cat, that was Mark Fitzgerald singing, not Clem
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
cease: hi merl
MexiTween: Hey Merl
Dexter Fong: Ella Fitgeralds son?
Merlyn: another giant rat fossil
Bambi: Hey Merlyn
cease: less signing,more firesigning
Dexter Fong: Cat: FST is NOW ON THE AIR!!!
Merlyn: http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/science/article3193462.ece
cease: welcome to the present
MexiTween: site is unavailable
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'principalpoop', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:06 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
cease: the website cannot display the page
cease: poop
Merlyn: works for me tween
principalpoop: howdy
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
principalpoop: ahh the voice of ahh, clem
Bambi: hey princep
Merlyn: or try http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2008/jan/16/sciencenews.fossils
Dexter Fong: Mean to Bambi?
ah,clem: hi all
principalpoop: the future is now
Mudhead: hello dear fiends
principalpoop: we have snow
Dexter Fong: We have cold rain
cease: aha, not my stuff this week
Mudhead: dont eat the yelolow stuff
ah,clem: racked up the studio monitor so Bambi could hear, hope I remember to mute it before opening the mic, lol
Merlyn: we were supposed to get snow, but didn't
cease: we are between the sleets
principalpoop: watch out where the huskie goes
Bambi: we had snow ... then it changed to rain. Was too warm to stick though. Snowed for several hours and never really stuck to the ground/pavement.
MexiTween: Unfortunately Mud, it's ubiquitous these days
principalpoop: is a studio monitor like a hall monitor?
Mudhead: and...its all over
MexiTween: You gitmo'ed a studio monitor?
ah,clem: a little louder
principalpoop: about 5 inches, roads are clear
Bambi: Thanks Clem for making it loud enough for me to hear up here. Hope you remember to mute it when you open the mic too LOL
cease: i am the lizard king
principalpoop: wait, then who is the walrus?
Mudhead: mines about that long but the roads are dark
Bambi: only less strict than a hall monitor, if I remember correctly
ah,clem: Ken came in earlier, but could not stay, left a link , see the cheese log
MexiTween: That's a big rat, Merlyn
cease: ken has to be asleep by the time chat starts?
ah,clem: depends on if you are on the air, Bam
MexiTween: lol cease
Dexter Fong: Cat: Appears so
principalpoop: hey you, get off my cloud
Bambi: Thanks Clem, will check Ken's link later when we are not streaming but I am sure others might have broadband and can check sooner if they like.
ah,clem: if ya are they can be creul
cease: that only happens to be in periods of ill health
Dexter Fong: or economic depression
ah,clem: like headphones, only louder
principalpoop: i like headphones
principalpoop: and ice cream too
cease: dr? headphone!
cease: much more useful than feetphones
principalpoop: maxwell smart phone
Bambi: and it's hard to type with handphones
Dexter Fong: IPhone, talk to your ego
cease: where is the cone of secrecy when we need it?
Merlyn: headphones not here, man
Dexter Fong: It's over the white house cat
principalpoop: that was back before stereo
Dexter Fong: In the old Binaural days
Bambi: yeah, need some real shrill noise to crack that glass cone lol
Dexter Fong: No problem BVambi, I'll have chaney shoot omebody
principalpoop: is it live? or memorex?
cease: remember the sctv parody of that?
Dexter Fong: It wlks again by night
cease: with tom waits and ricki lee jones
Dexter Fong: walks
Dexter Fong: Cat: Parody of *what*?
cease: memorex is out walking again?
Bambi: lol
cease: live or memorex
Dexter Fong: I can't re... re... uh what were we talking about
MexiTween: They found a big fossil of a memorex in Montana recently
cease: you've got better intoxicants than i, dex
Dexter Fong: memorex, king of the interoffice memo
principalpoop: strange but true, I have a new set of wireless headphones, infared, when I walk to the kitchen to get coffee, i hear some right wing talk radio station now
Dexter Fong: Cat: Are you kidding me, I watch da Vinci, I know what goes on in your town
principalpoop: helen montana?
Bambi: a micro infared?
Dexter Fong: poop: Try the bathroom
MexiTween: That's the popcorm-maker version, Bambi
cease: speaking of right wing talk shows, i remember the joe pyne show
Merlyn: http://www.blondie.com/dailies/index.asp
cease: it was on tv, maybe radio too, the firesign refer to it in 2 places
Dexter Fong: Merl: lol
Bambi: ah, ok ;-)
principalpoop: radio shack, the old version was super, i should have gotten 2, the new and improved is worse...
cease: zappa became quite famous for appearing on the show
MexiTween: Was watching "Good Night and Good Luck" this afternoon. What a great movie, and excellent education about the times.
cease: yes, excellent flick tween
cease: i just watrched night of the iguana the other night in prep for trip to PV next month
Dexter Fong: Tween: Yes it was a good movie, also saw and liked "Carlie Wilson's war"
principalpoop: what cartoon was pinhead in?
Dexter Fong: Charlie
cease: amazingly good dialogue. tennessee could write
cease: i'm not used to that caliber of writing in a hollywood flick
MexiTween: haven't seen that one yet, Dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: I'd think the PV Chamber of Commerce did not approve of that movie
principalpoop: i still prefer tom hanks in a dress
MexiTween: Know it's a classic, cease, but don't think I've seen Iguana
Dexter Fong: Liz not withstanding
cease: there basically was no PV in those days.
MexiTween: lol P
cease: only since the flick
Dexter Fong: Oh Poop: You'd like anything in a dress (like my new jumper set?)
Bambi: 'read' Fahrenheit 451 on audio book ... timeless and much closer to reality today than anyone would have suspected back in the 50s, except for a few SciFi writers like Ray Bradbury. Loved the afterward he put on it too.
cease: sounds worth hearing, bambi
MexiTween: Another bit of sci-fi that's just a bit to close to reality these days, Bambi
cease: i enjoyed both book and flick
principalpoop: those pumps don't go with that outfit, but otherwise, wow fong
Bambi: me too Cat
MexiTween: lol P
Mudhead: and that purse!
Dexter Fong: You mean my bi-cycle pums?
Dexter Fong: pumps
Bambi: it is very much worth hearing Cat
||||||||| Catherwood ushers H. Stones into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:25 PM, then departs.
MexiTween: A fan of Jedgar Hoover, Dex?
Bambi: hey Stones
MexiTween: Hail and well met, Stones
H. Stones: Greetings
Dexter Fong: Stones, old man, glad you could make it
Dexter Fong: and thanks for the Groucho thingie
H. Stones: i didnt make it, it was like this when i got here
principalpoop: i like audio books, i listened to a non0fiction history of the black plague in europe while sitting in miami traffic jams
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:26 PM and HoneySanchez waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
ah,clem: hi Mr Stones
ah,clem: ?
principalpoop: yes stones, howdy, that was a fun show
cease: i heard the last paul krugman book on cds
cease: hi honey
principalpoop: hola honey
Dexter Fong: Ah
ah,clem: hola
HoneySanchez: hola ya'all
Bambi: hey Honey
H. Stones: gives Honey a big hug
principalpoop: nice grape hehe
MexiTween: Hey Honey
Dexter Fong thought Honey Banister might be here directly
cease: is it from aniceint greece?
H. Stones: glad you enjoyed the Groucho piece
Merlyn: hey, I said hola first
principalpoop gives honey a hig bug
Dexter Fong: innocent Grease?
HoneySanchez: it is but it
cease: is that a hola hoop?
HoneySanchez: s a raisin really
Bambi: yes, have been 'reading' quite a few audio books what with having to be on the road so much. Great time to 'read'
principalpoop: don't get us started in a hola hoop of who said hola first
Dexter Fong: and that is that
MexiTween: And surf the BBC channels?
HoneySanchez passes the bug back to pp
principalpoop: tolkein read the hobbit if you can find it, super voice
Bambi: nice to see BBC allows Real and WiMP again. Did they finally relent on their proprietary BS?
cease: i'd like to hear that, poop
principalpoop: i got it with the butterfly net that the hospital aides left here
H. Stones: Tolkein always got me off to sleep quickly
Bambi: awesome princep...will have to look for that
cease: ive read the lord of the rings more often than i've listened to many firesign albums
Dexter Fong: Tolkein never got me off, too old
principalpoop: his gollum was cool,
cease: he was older than you, dex.
Dexter Fong: Ice cold I'd say
H. Stones: filthy swine Poop, he should have kept it covered
cease: lord of the rings was written from his expereinces in the trenches of ww1
HoneySanchez: he or you, dex?
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:30 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Yes he was Cat, and well played I'd say
Elayne: Evenin' all!
principalpoop: throw a towel over it pablo
H. Stones: Hi Elayne
cease: hi el
Dexter Fong: Hi E!
principalpoop: Hi E
cease: speaking of young people and El shows up
Elayne: Mudhead, how are you feeling?
HoneySanchez: hi El :)
Bambi: hi E!
Dexter Fong: Throw a towel over pablo and he looks like a terrorist
MexiTween: Evenin', Mizz E
principalpoop: is E lane near penny lane?
Mudhead: gettin better, the sores are healing but I've still got a lot of pain and ringing in my ears
Mudhead: thank you for your concern
Elayne: I'm so sorry, Dave. I checked with my mom and she said even though I've had chicken pox it's probably best for me not to come in contact.
principalpoop: i had that problem too mud, answer the phone
cease: all the best, mud
ah,clem: hi E!
Elayne: Hey JimmyLee!
Mudhead: I AGREE e
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies donk into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:32 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: Don Kay
principalpoop: hi donk
Bambi: hey Donk
HoneySanchez: hello donK
Elayne: Well, I did want to visit, this temporary unemployment affords me that luxury... but it's just not a good idea, I fear.
Elayne: I have enough problems with this stupid toe.
Elayne: Three visits to the podiatrist so far, he thinks he's actually got the ingrown nail out now.
Mudhead: Mebbe this summer
principalpoop: ouch
Elayne: He was really pissed at himself for thinking it was all superficial, he said "I should have done this two visits ago."
Mudhead: We'll have fireworks again
MexiTween: Good one, clem :-)
Elayne: It hurts like a mofo! But yes, I should be okay (and employed) by this summer. :)
donk: G'Evening all
H. Stones: Hi DonK
Elayne: I want to come up there for the fireworks but I don't want to drive home, so I'll have to investigate area B&Bs.
MexiTween: Lo dere Don
Bambi: sorry to hear about the foot problems E .. no fun
Elayne: Evenin' Don!
ah,clem: tkx Tween, I work at it
Mudhead: Grid willin E
MexiTween: Glad it's getting better, E
MexiTween: As always clem, you are the penultimate DJ
donk: hey HS, Elayne, Tween and everyone
cease: hi donk
Dexter Fong: Tween: You mean the Ms. Information insert?
MexiTween: You should do some indy music sets we can tune into, clem
MexiTween: Yeah Dex
Bambi: the Root cat was on my lap for awhile purring away and now over laying on the heating pad that is NOT on LOL
MexiTween: Fit somehow
cease: was that mz info used in the original df?
principalpoop: two silhoettes on the shade
Dexter Fong: Cat: I believe it's a P&B only
MexiTween: A fur lined sun-powered heating pad!
Mudhead: Pet Root for me Bambi plz
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
ah,clem: live rendition by the boyz
Bambi: will do Mudhead
principalpoop: yes, use an oven for cooking roots not a heating pad
principalpoop: they had renditions back then?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts wake inside, makes a note of the time (9:37 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Mudhead: Bettya he makes a good belly warmer tho
MexiTween: Flood!
principalpoop: hi wake
MexiTween: Hey Asia, how's tricks?
Bambi: look who's come in on the wake...
principalpoop: what sort of flood tween?
Bambi: hey wake
cease: wake
||||||||| wake is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 9:38 PM.
||||||||| "9:38 PM? 9:38 PM!!" says Catherwood, "wake should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as wake enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
cease: still in asia?
MexiTween: Grateful, of course, P
principalpoop: wb wake
MexiTween: According to Nino
cease: nino hasnt been here in many years
wake: terrible connection today
Elayne: Hi Wake!
Bambi: nice fireplace ...
HoneySanchez: hi wake wb
wake: Hello everyone
cease: how is job search coming, el?
Dexter Fong: Hiyah wake
cease: surely someone has recognized your worth by now
wake: Anyone been snowed in this week?
principalpoop: sing a poor song in the aja area
Elayne: Very well, Cat. Six interviews so far in this month alone! Only one rejection, waiting to hear from the others.
cease: you in manchuria?
Elayne: I interview in Unca Dex's neighborhood tomorrow morning.
principalpoop: roads are clear, but 8 inches of snow, pretty
cease: great to hear, el
Dexter Fong: Wanna do lunch Elayne?
Bambi: good luck on that E!
Elayne: I figured you'd be in midtown by then, Dex.
Elayne: Thanks Bambi!
MexiTween: Singapore, Singapore, Singapore - is that like domine, domine, domine you're all Asians now?
Dexter Fong: Wazzar mean E!?
Elayne: Dex, I meant the neighborhood in which you LIVE, not the neighborhood in which you work.
Dexter Fong: Oh?
cease: ive been reading old columns i cut out of japanese newspapers in the 80s
Elayne: You know, around where I used to work. :)
cease: flashes me back to life there
Dexter Fong: Never mind =)
wake: I am in Bangkok, akshully
Dexter Fong: Well good luck on ye, Elayne
principalpoop: glad I am not the only one with flash backs
Mudhead: ouch wake
Elayne: Thanks Dex. If it works out I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot more of each other!
wake: My node is in S'pore.
MexiTween: WC Fields forever!
Elayne: So far all the jobs for which I've interviewed this year have been good ones.
MexiTween: Good to hear, E :-)
Elayne: I went Uptown today, found myself in Harlem for the second day in a row. That's where the Labor Dept's career center is. Mandatory attendance, don'tcha know.
cease: i here bangkok has the worst traffic in the world
principalpoop: i left my node in singapore bay
Elayne: I must say, the Apollo Theatre is a lot less impressive (at least on the outside) than I thought it would be.
Dexter Fong: Phil Spector has my node
Elayne: And I figured Harlem was this major shopping center, but it kinda looks like a depressed area. Really disappointing, I thought it was a lot more upscalre.
principalpoop: my friend, what happened to your node?
Dexter Fong: But Michael JACKSON HAS HIN NODE
Dexter Fong: sorry
cease: the mercury theatre, the apollo theatre, what's next?
principalpoop: calm down fong, count to 10
Elayne: Oh, the Apollo's still there, it's just... not all that impressive-looking. And it seems to be the only one open on 125th Street.
wake: Ahh.... traffic. Depends on whether the Royal Family is moving around or not.
Dexter Fong: The Venus Theatre, 30 count 'em 30 Virgins
cease: he's just returned from rome
wake: I got a code in my node.
Mudhead: I got drugs for that
Elayne: I'd wanted to go to Harlem for so long, stroll down 125th, I thought it would be more like 57th Street or even St. Mark's Place. But it's just boring.
principalpoop: a school's boy code
MexiTween: lol wake
Dexter Fong: Send out an SOS wake
Merlyn: there's no nine planets no more neither
cease: when i was busing from your place into and out of the city, el, i noticed the bus going thru harlem. had lots of well kept buildings
principalpoop: bastards, give me pluto or give me ahh goofy?
MexiTween: nine planets nine more?
Elayne: Yeah Cat, that was a little bit east of where I was yesterday and today. Maybe that part of 125th is better.
||||||||| Tor Hershman steps in at 9:48 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: i wondered if that was where clinton has his office
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
MexiTween: Wouldn't have been great to be in Harlem back in the 30's & 40's when it had great music?
MexiTween: Hi Tor
cease: havent you gotten fixed yet, hershman?
principalpoop: never been to the big apple, or the big easy for that matter
Mudhead: hiya Tor
donk: hey Tor
principalpoop: nice knocker tor
cease: hows it donking, donk?
wake: Hello Tor
MexiTween: Ah, Pass The Indiana. Please...........
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: poor stones
Tor Hershman: Knocker, Prin????
cease: squeeze him again, maybe he'll pass a pakistani
Mudhead: Theyre droppin whistles on us!
wake: Is that real obsidian?
Elayne: Hi Tor!
cease: the black obelisk, my fave novel
Tor Hershman: Pass a Pakistani one of these http://xs.to/xs.php?h=xs223&d=08035&f=taterjpeg575.jpg fun for the entire Jihad
principalpoop: Tor Hershman steps in at 9:48 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Tor Hershman: Ohhhhhhhhh
donk: i'm doing ok, Cease, just can't handle the endless snow
wake: Put that on ebay.... you'd make a bundle!
HoneySanchez: hi tor
cease: good as this is, it's apity this is the only part of A Shadow Moves that the Firesign carried on into their recording career
MexiTween: Ah the great GD tune... "Berka"
cease: living in vancouver, snow is never endless here. it comes, it goes
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, cea, Dex, donk, El, Hon, Mer, Mexi, Mud, prin, wake, Bam, clem
MexiTween: They're talking about the precipitation, cease
principalpoop: a friend in norway had a little snow the day, 3 feet of it,
principalpoop: other
MexiTween: They really need a boxed set of this early stuff
principalpoop: lol
Elayne: Tor, that recitation of names sounds like something Robin always recites, from an old British cartoon: "Pugh, Pugh, Barney McGrew, Cuthbert, Dibble, Grub."
||||||||| H. Stones steps in at 9:54 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
principalpoop: wb stones
MexiTween: wb UK
H. Stones: tk
Tor Hershman: How Brit of moi, Elayne
principalpoop: now we have a pair of knockers, obsidian hehe
cease: tween, they are supposed to be getting one together. i contributed my stuff
Tor Hershman: Welcome back, Stone-ter
cease: i don tknow what's taking so long, although lack of distributor may be an issue
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Moi is his illegal alien cook, lawyer, accountant, and head writer (temporarily on strike)
cease: he writes on his head?
H. Stones: xp crashed again, just like it was never supposed to
cease: hows it goin, stones
Mudhead: try XP sP# Stones
MexiTween: cool, cease
cease: i thought he was the former dictator of kenya
Dexter Fong: Cat: They only way they'll ever get the stuff out is if they do themselves
ah,clem: ...
Bambi: wb Stones, hey Tor
principalpoop: not good stones, just re-install it haha
cease: on their dime, dex? you REALLY have better intoxicants
Tor Hershman: No, it's moi's way of pissin'-off folk that Miss Piggy could piss-off (fill with anger - for the Brit folks)
Dexter Fong: Cat: They are Sooo niche market, no commercial oufit would bother
cease: i know ossman and mrs o have been putting out some of his stuff but that seems like puling teeth
MexiTween: Sure wish Ossman would let Bambi do his site. It's been "under construction" ever since I started chatting here.
cease: exactly, dex. as they know far better than we
cease: tween, call him up and tell him that
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bam
MexiTween: Sure wish Ossman would let Bambi do his site. It's been "under construction" ever since I started chatting here.
cease: what shis name, the idaho dude
principalpoop: is there an echo?
cease: he is supposed to be on top of these cd projects
Dexter Fong: Mr. Potato Hed?
MexiTween: from my browser. apparently
cease: i think he's closest to bergman
principalpoop: is there an echo?
principalpoop: dr memory
MexiTween: There was some talk of him putting up a sales site after Bubba's place went down.
Dexter Fong: Depends on where you're standing
Bambi: would be more than happy to do so Tween
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| wake - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H. Stones: your standing on my toe again Fong
Tor Hershman: Don a me chi
principalpoop: poor wake
Bambi: would be great for Fireheads
||||||||| Bubba's Brain enters at 10:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: That's what he gets from hanging about in places like Bankok
Mudhead: Stones XP SP3 solved a bunch of problems for me
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bub
Bambi: hey Bubba
Dexter Fong: Hey BB
cease: speaking of bub, here he is
Dexter Fong: Doctor memory!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tor Hershman: "You can dine on a beagle...in Bankok"
cease: maybe he knows whats happening with the magic mushroom cd compiliation
HoneySanchez: hi bubba :)
H. Stones: i hope it undos the problems that SP2 creates Mud
principalpoop: hi bubba
Bubba's Brain: Hope you're only sayin good things about me...
Dexter Fong: "and you can dine on a schnauzer in Chicago
Mudhead: most all Stones, if you need it let me know, its pre-release now
Tor Hershman: Undo's is a local eatery, around here, that moi's #1 daughter says is SUPER GOOD eatin'.
H. Stones: i only just undid sp2 it was a pain
Bambi: no bad stuff to be said Bubba
cease: bub, do you know if the guys are going to put out a cd of their magic mushroom shows?
Mudhead: SP3 unloads SP2
cease: austin sed so, but that was long ago
Tor Hershman: Indeed, Clem
cease: no more of my stuff tonight, clem?
H. Stones: so does sfc /scannow, Mud
Tor Hershman: "Tis a great show
Elayne: Ow, toe hurts. Going to elevate foot and feel sorry for myself. Next week, all.
cease: i'm sure the gang would delight in hearing the bergman show
Bubba's Brain: I know nothink... nothink! I honestly don't know if it is planned or not.
principalpoop: good luck E
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:04 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: I must go to park, wife has a space, back soon
cease: The Digital Diner
H. Stones: take care Elayne
cease: by el
principalpoop: hail rita
MexiTween: Hi Bubba
Tor Hershman: Moi wants to do the jingle for the yummy mole
Bambi: get well E! See ya soon
ah,clem: not tonight Cat, this all by request
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "10:05 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Warrensburg."
Mudhead: I tried SP1 for Vista, took 3 hours
HoneySanchez: elevate E get better :) nite
principalpoop: hail and well met llan
ah,clem: wb ll
llanwydd: happy thirsty night
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Ll
MexiTween: Evenin' LL
||||||||| Dexter Fong sneaks away to The Portrait Gallery...
HoneySanchez: hola llanwydd
Mudhead: helllo ll
Bubba's Brain: Brave man, Mudhead, trying Vista.
cease: there was a tv show about aleister crowley last night
llanwydd: this is the closest Nino has ever gotten to my real location
H. Stones: Vista ? lololol
Bambi: hi llanwydd
cease: the firesign pronounce it Crowley as in Crowd. actually it's crowley as in crow
Mudhead: Got em both on two machines, so when one dies, i got a backup machine
cease: h stones probly knows that already
MexiTween: cease, do you have a copy of Dear Frinds (the 4 side vinyl) on CD? clem needs a good copy
llanwydd: well he said I was in warrensburg which is about 30 miles or so off
MexiTween: Now Stones, not nice to mock the handicapped
cease: I need a good copy, tween. i will buy one immediately
HoneySanchez: lol tween
principalpoop: poe tate toe poe tot toe
Bubba's Brain: A very crow-ly thing to do.
Tor Hershman: I thought is was Crowley like a New Englandish Cow with a lisp
cease: i need to put together a cd package for thom hartmann, et al
cease: where's our token limey?
llanwydd: alistair crowley was the first in a line of celbrities who were famous for being famous
H. Stones: behind you cease
llanwydd: celebrities
cease: if hes so famous, why didnt i know how to pronounce his name until yestrerday?
principalpoop: i call him alistair cook, pronounced smith...
MexiTween: What'd you run this through a flanger clem? lol
H. Stones: its Crowley as in Crowd, i dont know anyone who says Crow
cease: i always tghought it was tolkein as in Kane! but actually it's Keen.
cease: how annoying
Tor Hershman: Yeah, that's how to pronounce it.
principalpoop: keen? i thought it was kin
cease: the tv show last night was interview with his biographer and assorted others.
MexiTween: Artifacts? This is Eventide lol
cease: nothing but crows
H. Stones: no cease, its Tolkien as in I will just set the alarm clock
Bubba's Brain: Monsterpiece Theatre with Alistair Crowley....
principalpoop: like toking, with an L
MexiTween: Caw!
principalpoop: caw caw!
cease: toking? now that's something i can understand
principalpoop: sitting downtown in a railway station
HoneySanchez: i always pronounced it ioking
cease: it doesnt surprise me that people in different places pronounce same words in different ways
Mudhead: Im fadin fast troupe
MexiTween: Ah, Dallas - JR Tolking
HoneySanchez: with silent T
ah,clem: can you hear ok, Bam?
Mudhead: gonna say g'night
H. Stones: llan is probably the expert on speaking in tongues
cease: night, mud
principalpoop: silent T? is that like solyent green?
Bambi: sounds like magpies in here ;-) Gotta love the cartoons with the magpies always trying new and innovative ways of getting the corn and fighting about it the whole time
cease: keep em mudding
MexiTween: Sure hope you're on the mend, Mudman
llanwydd: ?
principalpoop: get well mud
Bambi: yes, I can Clem. Thanks :-)
Mudhead: TY all. g'night dear fiends
cease: as opposed to speaking in toques
principalpoop: caw caw
llanwydd: afk for 5
Bambi: rest well Mudhead
HoneySanchez: nite mudhead'
||||||||| "Hey Mudhead!" ... Mudhead turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:13 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Bambi: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 ... wb llanwydd ;-)
principalpoop: when was the great vowel shift anyway?
Bambi: which one princep?
principalpoop: maybe it is time for another shift..
H. Stones: well poop, i think it was just after that very heavy fall of vowels in 47
Tor Hershman: Vanilla Chinchilla
cease: sounds like the fish cheer
cease: my uncle used to raise chinchilllas
Tor Hershman: Give me an F
MexiTween: The Mexican rapper, Tor?
principalpoop: my family was over invested in vowels, lost everything
cease: an 5-15?
H. Stones: clean out of Fs Tor but i can let you have a couple of Es
cease: what the f?
Tor Hershman: My uncle used to raise cane
MexiTween: Luxary... your family had vowels?
||||||||| Outside, the 10:16 PM uptown bus from Colorado pulls away, leaving Dave & Katie coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
principalpoop: hi dave
cease: hey it's a dog and a boy
Dave & Katie: evening folks, back at university now
MexiTween: Are you _on_ the 5-15, cease? ;)
MexiTween: Ruff!
H. Stones: pats Katie and gives dave a dog biscuit
Tor Hershman: Howdy dy, D & K
cease: we started smoking poppies and look who shows up
Merlyn: hey dave and katie
principalpoop: they were handed down vowels, we could not afford to buy any vowels
HoneySanchez: hola dave woof, katie
cease: F-15, a bit of air force surplus
principalpoop: woof and woof
Tor Hershman: I started popping smokies
Merlyn: cat, Nino can't figure out where you are
MexiTween: we started popping smokeys and the DPS showed up lol
ah,clem: welcome in, dave and katie
MexiTween: I like the F-14 better. Hope I can buy one surplus
principalpoop: poppies poppies, lucky I have snow here to keep me awake
Dave & Katie: hi and woof and wag wag
cease: is this the cd, clem?
principalpoop: dr whiplash
cease: dave's not here
MexiTween: Don't need the armament, would just like to fly one
H. Stones: must be noisey snow Poop
principalpoop: a large group of real flakes, don't be surprised
llanwydd: popping smokies! lol
principalpoop: wb llan
Bubba's Brain: Sorry I disappeared.... the wife needed the laptop quick to get some info for her mom on the phone.
MexiTween: If it is cease, I'd love to know the peocessing chain LOL
MexiTween: processing
MexiTween: although the former works as well ;)
llanwydd: I got popped by a smokie once and lost my license
llanwydd: just kidding
principalpoop: you cannot own an F-14 tween, you must live in a 3rd world country to buy one
HoneySanchez: sure sure llan
MexiTween: Well, ain't _that_ funny LL
H. Stones: gives llan another dog biscuit
cease: ok, this isnt on df
principalpoop: i lost my license in the flood
Bubba's Brain: I thought you lost something else when you get popped, llan.]
MexiTween: OK, will move to Nuevo Loredo. Probably would need the armament though ;)
H. Stones: hands out dog biscuits to everyone
principalpoop: sounds like a beer
llanwydd: maybe it's a colloquialism bub
principalpoop: woof thanks stones
HoneySanchez: i lost it all in the oklahoma city federal bldg blast
principalpoop: probably an idiom
H. Stones: i even brought some worming powder Poop
HoneySanchez: gee thanks for the biscuit
Tor Hershman: *munch* YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
MexiTween: Nuevo Loredo, where Quenten Tarrentarino movies come to life.
principalpoop: the great vowel shift flood
principalpoop: what? without my tapeworm I would be alone
MexiTween: The Awake of the Flood?
Bubba's Brain: drownin in a sea of i's.
MexiTween: lol P
HoneySanchez: wake of the flood yeh
MexiTween: I'm afraid of the men with the eyeball hats
MexiTween: i's of the world
Bubba's Brain: eye, eye, cap'n
llanwydd: had my final rehearsal for "Merchant" tonight
principalpoop: a bowl of peeled grapes feels like eyeballs if you where a blindfold on halloween
principalpoop: wear
principalpoop: merchant of burbank?
cease: how did it go, llan?
llanwydd: there will be a review of a rehearsal in tomorrow's Glens Falls Post-Star
H. Stones: am tired enough to sleep on a rope so i better call it a day, have fun all and have a great week
MexiTween: Would you like a cigarette as well?
llanwydd: him to, princ
llanwydd: went great, cat
cease: you too, stones
principalpoop: night night stones, thanks again
cease: good to hear, llan
H. Stones: good night folks
MexiTween: And last worms?
llanwydd: this one is coming together better than any of our other shows
MexiTween: Bye Stones
llanwydd: nite Stones!
cease: what is this called?
||||||||| H. Stones leaves at 10:27 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
cease: sound poem or something?
cease: i love this, played it on the radio myself but dont know its name
Tor Hershman: Hey, Clem, speakin' of 'makin' it yourself' - moi's "The Little Bummer Boy" is STILL #1 on the All Genres Chart at Sound Lift http://www.soundlift.com/
MexiTween: the echo poem
principalpoop: there's no business like show business
cease: they day shal come when we shall go back into the ground again
Tor Hershman: There's no ism like Showism
MexiTween: The taming of the shew...
principalpoop: find the cost of freedom
MexiTween: And Inndian reservations near Vancouver, cease?
Tor Hershman: The Tanning of the Sheathen
ah,clem: email it to me Tor, jimmylee@ziggynet.com, with a statement I may play it.
MexiTween: Or in BC in general?
MexiTween: Beautiful harmony, P
cease: many, tween
MexiTween: Ti ping
MexiTween: any Indian
cease: the closest to me is cheif dan george's tribe
cease: we have parks named after him around here
principalpoop: wri Ting
MexiTween: cool
MexiTween: wri smile
Tor Hershman: Statement? as to what, clem?
principalpoop: why a duck?
llanwydd: I noticed something very interesting on "By the Light of the Silvery..." The quote from "I Am the Walrus" was apparently made before the song's release date
MexiTween: Is that the same as Rolling Thunder? Shoshonee?
ah,clem: rights to replay for promotion
cease: good one, llan
principalpoop: you have what taped to your leg honey?
Tor Hershman: Clem, doesn't a Creative Commons aggrement cover your playing?
HoneySanchez: the script, pp
principalpoop: hehe the script hehe
cease: as djs, they probably heard the song before it was released
MexiTween: Could be, cease
ah,clem: yes, just state that then
principalpoop: rats, batteries wore out in the new headphones
cease: but i kinda remember when it was first on relative to thst beatles single
ah,clem: was not a trick question, but I am a little busy right now, Tor, lol
MexiTween: OK, I declare the State of Creative Commons
principalpoop: i also declare a state of common creation
MexiTween: One organism, one vote! One man, one channel!
Tor Hershman: I hope moi's Hotmail can handle it, Clem. I've NEVER used the E that goes with our server.
cease: one hallucination, one vote
principalpoop: no insane, and not responsible
Tor Hershman: It's a 2.47 MBs and methinks Hotmail can do 10 MBs sooooo it's cool.
ah,clem: well ziggy can take it, if ya can send it, but I cannot do to web sites while streaming over dialup.
||||||||| 10:36 PM -- Dexter Fong enters.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Herro
principalpoop: wb fong
llanwydd: Hey Dex!
Tor Hershman: Moi says, Howdy do, Dex
MexiTween: Be careful clem. Remember, John Dvorak doesn't get spam lol
ah,clem: (save this one)
Dexter Fong: Hiyah llan:
MexiTween: Enter The Dexter
HoneySanchez: ah, 'tis time for skating away on the thin ice of a new day adios dear friends
ah,clem: yes, Tween, but I do.
Tor Hershman: Mexi ain't read moi blog
cease: was he gone?
||||||||| HoneySanchez says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, HoneySanchez exits at 10:38 PM.
Dexter Fong: Tor: Tell Moi his abandoned wife Poi cries bitterly for his return
principalpoop: night night sweet honey
MexiTween: addy, Tor?
cease: by hon
Tor Hershman: WifeyWu would do that, Dex
principalpoop: and his neighbors, the hoipoiloi
Dexter Fong: Ta Ta Ms. Bannister
Tor Hershman: Oh, never mind. Mexi
Tor Hershman: Hey, Vampira has ceased to exist since last we met
MexiTween: Was Poi Pondering?
Dexter Fong: and forget about cana
cease: canada?
Tor Hershman: All us of Earth are idiots
Dexter Fong: eh?
MexiTween: Arc Angel Canada?
cease: you get The Nature of Things down there?
cease: one of best cbc shows ever
MexiTween: "So sweeeeet, to be an idiot..."
cease: oliver sacks and stephen pinker are on now, tlaking about brain plasticity
Tor Hershman: You're innes with the in crowd
principalpoop: no, but I have read the order of things by foucault
MexiTween: Haven't seen it on the local cable, cease
MexiTween: maybe PBS
Tor Hershman: Crowd on Crowley
Dexter Fong: gibber on Gibbons
principalpoop: nibble on nitpicks
Tor Hershman: That fou caught moi with the math quiz
cease: i read innes long ago. i think i have ideas show about him somewhere
MexiTween: Didn't CBS buy Gibbons?
cease: mcluhan's teacher
Dexter Fong: That fou, another illegal immigrant Tor?
Tor Hershman: CB S, every time their news is on
cease: harold innis
MexiTween: The Medium is the Massage's Message
Dexter Fong: Coal!
Tor Hershman: See, Si
principalpoop: isn't he a ghostbuster?
llanwydd: I haven't read mcluhan yet
Dexter Fong: See Si Sue?
MexiTween: Holy milagro!
Tor Hershman: Rent A Ghost Buster
llanwydd: he's in the same category as chomsky isn't he? more or less?
Dexter Fong: A Beaner!!
Tor Hershman: Don't sue Sue in Sioux City
MexiTween: Peggy Soo?
Dexter Fong: Who!
MexiTween: A Beanie?
Tor Hershman: Peggin' Sue
principalpoop: no such thing as beaners
cease: mcluhan has a few visual books, his theorys juxtaposed with images that really work
Dexter Fong: Beanie man Rasta
MexiTween: I would count ;) Lots of beans & rice here
cease: there is the chomsky flick manufacturing consent but no picture books that i know of
MexiTween: Beaniemania - I _saw_ that...
Tor Hershman: Looooosesees
principalpoop: with a name like noam, he must be smart
llanwydd: interesting, cat
llanwydd: I know mcluhan was known as the communications expert who couldn't communicate
cease: i dont think he ever had to worry about being the stupidist guy in the room
MexiTween: They should be required to include Noam Chomsky in both parties' Presidential debates
Tor Hershman: ChompSky eats them thar books up
cease: but maybe it's like "john" in yiddish
MexiTween: Just for the entertainment factor
MexiTween: And Gore Vidal as well
Tor Hershman: kakakakakakakakohn, Cease?
Dave & Katie: was orderinga pizza to go and no anchovees
principalpoop: ray cohn? he was a character
Dexter Fong: Hiyah D&K
MexiTween: Katie doesn't like fish?
cease: does anybody wnat anchovies on pizzas?
Dexter Fong: So was his brother Roy
Tor Hershman: A cohn head
MexiTween: Yep
principalpoop: yum that sounds good dave, i have the munchies
MexiTween: Good one, Tor
principalpoop: roy rogers had a brother?
cease: so is it crow/crowd or crow/crow?
MexiTween: Sheryl?
principalpoop: he was from france I think
cease: he had 2. boy rogers and toy rogers
Dexter Fong: Me Cat: Anchovies, garlic, onion, and cheese in a real Brick overn thin crust pizza, fire-broiled and flame fed
cease: sounds vile, dex
cease: i just thought thye made that up.
principalpoop: what kind of cheese?
Dexter Fong: Cat: It
Dexter Fong: s not for the sqeamish
MexiTween: They did a great arrangement of "Take Me To The River" with Al Green, BB King & Sheryl Crow (on organ and vox)
Dexter Fong: poop: Mozzarella
Tor Hershman: My old friend Trigger up and died, and now they got him stuffed and dried - "P.F. Solan" by .....moi forgets
cease: i also had a bit of an anchovie laden pizza at expo 67 in montreal, but figured it was some vile french food
donk: we just got a pizza place with a coal fired oven here, yum
Dave & Katie: just a sausage pizza with extra sauce here, 9 bucks
MexiTween: Certainly not Gouda...
llanwydd: I've never understood why anyone puts anchovies on pizza
principalpoop: ok, some only use goat cheese for pizzas
Tor Hershman: Moi t'ewe there as well, Cease.
llanwydd: I've tried it
cease: goats or ghosts?
llanwydd: once or twice
Dexter Fong: Tor: They got Trigger adn Bullet mounted over the fireplace...I wanna be mounted on Dale when i com... er go
principalpoop: i forget the name of the stuff, but it comes from a goat
Dexter Fong: Bahhhh!
Tor Hershman: You know.....Roy Rogers went out one day to hunt down a mountain lion.
principalpoop: puma?
donk: romano cheese comes from sheep , i think
Dexter Fong: I was with him, riding in the chuck wagon with gabby and Dale
Dave & Katie: I love goat chese onpizza
principalpoop: it is good dave
Bubba's Brain: Sorry I've been so in and out -- been multitasking. Sieze ya all later.
Tor Hershman: The big cat had taken a few sheep but the straw for Roy was when it tore-up his new boots
||||||||| Bubba's Brain leaves to catch the 10:51 PM train to Bloomington.
principalpoop: night bubba
Dexter Fong: Don't seize up Bubba
Dexter Fong: Boots made out of Straw...silly
MexiTween: I like goat cheese on mustangs
Tor Hershman: Anywho, later on that day he came ridin' back to the ranch with the dead cat over the back of his horse.
cease: by bub
Dexter Fong: Is that the cat Roy?
Tor Hershman: Dale looked up at him and asked. . . . . . . . . .
llanwydd: I think I've only had norwegian goat cheese
llanwydd: I like it
Tor Hershman: Pardon me, Roy, it that the cat that chewed your new shoes?
Dexter Fong: Try the Norwegian Wood cheese
MexiTween: Dem boots are made for walkin'
principalpoop: ok ok, and then the bank manager says "It's a nick-nack paddywack, give the dog a loan....
llanwydd: isn't it good
Tor Hershman: Specail Thanks to, CRAP, moi forgets his name....for that joke
MexiTween: LOL Tor
Dexter Fong: Well done, poop =)
principalpoop: a long walk on a short pier
Tor Hershman: Hippiefied country singer, his mom wrote "Heartbreak Hotel" as moi heard it told
MexiTween: Young Frankunstcheeen
Dexter Fong: poop: I fear that's another punch line, am I right?
MexiTween: Gene wilder, in any event
principalpoop: a long story fong lol
Dexter Fong: I know lol
Dexter Fong: I love jokes like this
Dexter Fong: and that
principalpoop: bingo tor
MexiTween: Praise The Hoove!
Tor Hershman: Moi's po' ole bio-puter has loaded the page.....but with errorsz
MexiTween: This is the one I was talking about, cease. For Thom & Friends
principalpoop: and pass the assimilation
Dexter Fong: poop: d'yah know "You've blown a seal"..."No man, thats vanilla ice-cream"?
MexiTween: I am Locutus of Foggy Bottom
principalpoop: yep yep yep
MexiTween: The Metro is futile...
Tor Hershman: Foggy Bottom CC?
Dexter Fong: poop: How about "It's a long way to tip a raree"?
MexiTween: (district)
principalpoop: hi locutus, try talcum powder for your bottom
MexiTween: You want a tip? Bet on a horse...
MexiTween: Ah, no thanks P lol
Tor Hershman: Moi's gonna bail, or bale, nite all. I try to send you the Mp3, clem. Stay on groovin' safari,
cease: you wanna winning tip? don't bet
principalpoop: you have stumped the band fong, what is a raree?
principalpoop: ciao tor
Dexter Fong: Hang ten Tor
MexiTween: Bye Tor
cease: by tor
cease: stump the band? worst thing carson ever did
principalpoop: is a raree like a henway and a jreekurn?
principalpoop: tommy always had good answers
MexiTween: Is that the guy who stands in front of the castle and says, "none shall pass..."?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave & Katie - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: the pizza arrived I think
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
MexiTween: must be leaning, for he could eat no charles fat!
principalpoop: this is horrible without cni
Dexter Fong: Hope that was worth it poop
MexiTween: the soundtrack doeth help
principalpoop: ahh jack sprat, have not heard of him in years
cease: everything is horrible. only sometimes it isnt
Merlyn: hey see ya next week peepul
MexiTween: from distant dung dong province....
principalpoop: horrible is the wrong word,
principalpoop: night M
Merlyn waves
MexiTween: Thanks Merl
cease: by merl
Dexter Fong: I saw Mrs. Sprat down to the Weight-watcher's meeting, t'a other night
||||||||| At 11:02 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Merlyn!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
principalpoop: the batteries are awful to get in and out, i have to recharge them in place now
Dexter Fong: Merlyn's been got
MexiTween: I like Dice's nursery rhymes better ;)
principalpoop: rocky got him
Dexter Fong: Don't just stand there, Catherwood, tell us the time
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's exactly 11:03 PM!"
principalpoop: she could eat no tween
MexiTween: Thanks much, Mr. Clem
Dexter Fong: Good! Establish a timeline Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Would you like something?"
MexiTween: practice makes perfect, P
principalpoop: so when she bent over, rover gave her a bone of his own?
Dexter Fong: "Dogs gone wild"
Dexter Fong: Thursdays at nine
MexiTween: Jack & Jill went up the hill, each had $1.25. Jill came down with $2.50 - ohhhhhhh
principalpoop: ca-ching
Dexter Fong: ..and jack had a happy ending
Dexter Fong: I'm not asleep Clem
cease: by clem
MexiTween: He makes crudity funny, not to mention his interaction with the audience.
MexiTween: LOL Dex
Dexter Fong: Ha! I've already parked!!
principalpoop: it is my batteries ah, clem :( i will make sure they are fully loaded next week
Dexter Fong: I'm loaded right now
MexiTween: He can embarrass hecklers
Dexter Fong: Loaded for bear that is
principalpoop: to the gills does not count
MexiTween: Enough quarters in the meter, Dex?
Dexter Fong: Here's to the grills
cease: you have a lot of bears in manhattan, dex?
principalpoop: the gills I left behind
Dexter Fong: No meter, tween
Dexter Fong: Legal parking
Dexter Fong: Cat: So many I can't bear it
MexiTween: That's allowed in NY?
ah,clem: good night everyone
MexiTween: Thanks clem
principalpoop: bears and bulls as I recall
Dexter Fong: Chure, man...always room for another low rider
ah,clem :)
cease: we have bears, deer, cougars, even lynx here in north van.
principalpoop: thanks again ahh, clem, have a super week, keep warm
MexiTween: oh my
cease: its really the forest, only with 150,000 people in it
||||||||| "11:08 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: and this is the suburb of the Big City
Dexter Fong: Bon Soir, ah, clem
principalpoop: same here, g washington national forest is most of the county, too many deer
llanwydd: Nite Princ
MexiTween: Really do have to get a car one of these days. Found out that a mid-90's Saturn will do near 35mpg.
cease: by clem and co.
principalpoop: you too llan? break a leg
MexiTween: Really do have to get a car one of these days. Found out that a mid-90's Saturn will do near 35mpg.
principalpoop: an echo again
Dexter Fong: Night llan, chew the hell out of the scenery
cease: keep on chewing
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: did I say I was leaving?
MexiTween: Victoria Island is pretty sparse from the statistics I've seen.
principalpoop: you said good night to me, i was not going
Dexter Fong: Tor's been fiddled to death, a vicious act of violinists
llanwydd: but thanks anyway. I'll remember to break my leg
Dexter Fong: llan: You
Dexter Fong: re not on the overhead roster of names
cease: coming? going?
MexiTween: On the other hand, Van is the most expensive place in CA to live (from the stats). Like SF
llanwydd: overhead roster?
MexiTween: CN, sorry
cease: yes, van is very expensive
principalpoop: watch out for eggs, and stuff with chickens over head
llanwydd: oh that. yes
Dexter Fong: Van is in California...? Great, 65-60 or fight
cease: not a lot of warmth to go around up here
llanwydd: well I actually see myself in the roster
MexiTween: Van Nuys is in Cal
Dexter Fong: That's cause the grow lights suck up all the power
MexiTween: Van Couver is in CN
cease: vancouver is far from california, as i keep telling my parents.
llanwydd: no not the rooster, princ
MexiTween: lol DEX
cease: they want me to take them to their church around the corner in van nuys
Dexter Fong: Sorry, llan...you
cease: they dont belive that it's now 1200 miles away
Dexter Fong: re certainly there, hysterical blidness I guess
MexiTween: Like Dallas to Brownsville
principalpoop: ahh yes, i remember that class now
Dexter Fong: The class of the titans, with Steve (big arms) Reeves
principalpoop: reeves has a new whipped peanut butter bar
cease: stefve reeves is in a fiesign sketch. a life in the day, which became 2 places
MexiTween: Yikes cease...
principalpoop: and when did the take the paper sleeves away from hersey chocolat bars?
Dexter Fong: poop: I suspect he was always a masochist and food freak
cease: proctor as ralph spoilsport talking to buying bergman
MexiTween: Quite, cease - Agnes Morehead?
Dexter Fong: Cat: That very scene is playing in my head right then
principalpoop: look at the muscles on that guy
Dexter Fong: No No that's Trini Lopez
MexiTween: Is that Steve Reeves? No, that's Agnes Morehead...
MexiTween: lol
principalpoop: I've seen this
Dexter Fong: Or tony Orlando and Dawn
principalpoop: knock 3 times on the ceiling
llanwydd: lemon tree very pretty
principalpoop: or twice on the pipe ding ding
MexiTween: And I'll call the police
Dexter Fong: Look at the shine on those wind-vented mud guards
Dexter Fong: What'll you call them, Tween
principalpoop: you get UHF? Noo, I don't believe in flying saucers...
MexiTween: As they put the handcuff on me?
MexiTween: Sir
Dexter Fong: Si
MexiTween: lol
principalpoop: did helen reddy sing that too?
MexiTween: Not that I know anything about that
Dexter Fong: Nor me
llanwydd: what's your favorite peter bergman role?
MexiTween: "Has anyone ever asked you if you want to go to helen hunt?"
cease: radio free oz wizard
principalpoop: i must admit, i don't know the voices
Dexter Fong: Tough question, llan...Bergman of all of them, seems to get less into his roles than the others
MexiTween: Chump Threads
MexiTween: First thing that came to mind
cease: hes great in 2 places and eobe, as the traveller
llanwydd: you lucky dog, cat
cease: good point, dex
llanwydd: you've heard radio free oz
cease: meaning, his roles are more him than roles
MexiTween: eobe is a real favorite
Dexter Fong: But Bergman is really good on that Y2K album
llanwydd: yeah I like eobe too
cease: i'm here from almost the beginning, but not quite. i didnt listen to the first show, at least not often
MexiTween: Loved the XM bits. Wish they'd do it again.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, more him leaks through
llanwydd: I think my favorite bergman role is Miz Information
cease: the original kpfk bergman show on wich the gorup was born
MexiTween: "Chump Threads with 'Sports In Your Shorts'"
cease: tween, as austin said, someone has to offer them big bucks to do anytyhing together
MexiTween: Hard to pick one
llanwydd: yeah chump was a well-conceived character
MexiTween: So how are we going to pull that together, cease?
llanwydd: the miz information show is hilarious
cease: very true.
cease: i think chump is more bergman than earlier characters
MexiTween: TV or not TV - that is the question
Dexter Fong: Ossman, and particularly Proctor are good at character coices, and Austin , of course, is enshrined as Nick danger
principalpoop: what was 2 is now 1
llanwydd: yeah, he's the heavy
Dexter Fong: voices
llanwydd: plays it like a heavy
Dexter Fong: Like Peter Ustinov?
MexiTween: The MC6 of comedy...
cease: bergman, in some interview, says thast nick danger is their fave to do cuz they can plasticizie their characters for any situation
llanwydd: My favorite Ossman role is probably Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to llanwydd and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, llanwydd!"
Dexter Fong: or Sidney Greenstreet?
MexiTween: Tea, Madam?
llanwydd: and here I am paying him a compliment
Dexter Fong: See what you started llan
cease: ossman and proctor played father and son in my play red shift,
cease: i didnt know acting could be that good
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, do an impression of David Ossman
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
MexiTween: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
MexiTween: Would love to see your plays sometime, cease
llanwydd: I've been listening to "Neal Amid" again recently
llanwydd: I really like the acting in that
MexiTween: Red Shift got me.
MexiTween: Very Firesign in content as well as characters
llanwydd: I haven't heard red shift
MexiTween: You would think it was Firesign, LL
llanwydd: yeah I know fst is on it
MexiTween: Narration by cease hisself
principalpoop: wow
MexiTween: Free downloads from cease's site
cease: narration?
llanwydd: I recorded a radio play back in 2k
MexiTween: Oh oh....
MexiTween: The story teller
llanwydd: I adapted it from an old victorian ghost story
llanwydd: but added quite a bit too it
MexiTween: Thought that was you
MexiTween: I am willing to be corrected
||||||||| 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 pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
MexiTween: (Tweeny thinks he should revisit Red Shift lol)
llanwydd: I ended up playing four small roles in it because I couldn't get quite enough actors
llanwydd: but the actors I did get were some of the best in VT
llanwydd: it aired on vvmt in colchester, vt
MexiTween: (Tweeny hink he'd best check the credits on cease's plays lol)
cease: i should get back into plays just to feature you, llan
llanwydd: WVMT
llanwydd: lol
cease: i would love to use klok's voice as well
MexiTween: A cast of Fireheads!
MexiTween: _That_ would be cool
llanwydd: you have recordings of klok?
cease: its wonderful for me to listen to red shift and hear Tiny's voice again. my daughter's too
cease: ah clem and bambi sent me some, yes
MexiTween: Like the Beatles building new songs on old Lennon cassettes
llanwydd: it's funny about that beatles song "free as a bird"
cease: i'm watfhing a show about art and the blind, and dave has gone already
principalpoop: i will jump ship here, night all
||||||||| At 11:33 PM, principalpoop vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
llanwydd: I first heard that when I played "The Lost Lennon Tapes" on the radio
cease: by poop
Dexter Fong: Night poop
llanwydd: I was a dj in the early 90s
MexiTween: Well, if the guys who made Disco Beethoven and Disco Star wars will let me mix old Hendrix tracks on a Neve, I say long live disco! lol
MexiTween: Bye P
Dexter Fong: Long live Donna Summer
Dexter Fong: and elke Summer
Dexter Fong: and Indian Summer
llanwydd: donna summer hasn't done anything in quite a while
Dexter Fong: But she's surviving
MexiTween: It's ok Johnny, it's not a pod... staying alive, staying alive
donk: i prefer summer glau
MexiTween: Hmmmm - someone who's heard of Poco
llanwydd: I was never a particular fan of hers but it sure was cool to hear her sing a song by Jon Anderson and Vangelis on the Merv Griffin show
Dexter Fong: Prefer a different aria er area?
cease: hi donk
MexiTween: Anything's possible (with the Power of Soul)
cease: summer as in firefly?
Dexter Fong: You mean james Brown
MexiTween: Glas Glau?
cease: poco arose out of buffalo springfield
Dexter Fong: Princess Summerfall Winterspring
cease: the sf western?
MexiTween: yep
MexiTween: Stills was from Buffalo
donk: I liked her too, Dex
MexiTween: brb
llanwydd: I wasn't watching it but the tv was on and I was listening to the merv griffin show
Dexter Fong: Cat: How's that...As far as I know, there shared no musicians
llanwydd: and donna summer sang State of Independence
donk: yeah Cease, she's now on Sarah conners cronnicles too
cease: i know not that, donk.
Dexter Fong: The first native American roboy
Dexter Fong: robot
cease: dex. i thought someone from buf started poco. maybe not. my memoires of that era are thin
Dexter Fong: or robroy
Dexter Fong: Cat: Far as i know, not so..WAS/AM a big fan of both bands
Dexter Fong: Buf morphed into CSN&Y
cease: loggins and messina?
cease: for what its worth
Dexter Fong: One or two guys from Buf became Eagles, also some Gram Parsons graduates
MexiTween: Messina was BS
cease: i used to know all that. long ago
donk: me too, Cease
MexiTween: /me does an European bow to cease for remembering Stills singing with BS
Dexter Fong: I used to know the names of everybody in Bill Haleys band
MexiTween: Eagles, CSN, Buffalo Springfield - many people involved
MexiTween: The Comets?
MexiTween: One o'clock two o'clock three o'clock rock
donk: don;t forget the Hollies
MexiTween: Bill Haley and the Comets
cease: just watched Head again the other day. should have mentioned that when El was here
Dexter Fong: There's an english guy that does these rock trees where all the bands with their shifting personnel and contorted evolutions are charted out...great stuff for us obssesives
MexiTween: Scared parents really early on. Before the stones and the Beatles lol
Dexter Fong: Scared almost as much as those negros did
MexiTween: Timothy B. Schmidt used to be the bass player for Poco before the Eagles
Dexter Fong: The birth of Dirty Dancin'....
MexiTween: Lots of good early rock from TX
Dexter Fong: Good job Tween, you're right
Dexter Fong: Always liked Rusty's pedal steel playing
MexiTween: Patrick Swayze should have kept to dancing ;)
donk: Poco, and Pure Prarie League, somehow, sounded the same to me, though i have no clue if they were somehow related
MexiTween: There are links to YouTube videos on my site
MexiTween: Don't know anyone from PPL who was involved. Might be wrong
Dexter Fong: DonK: And the purple riders too
MexiTween: I recommend Poco's "Heart Of The Night"
donk: yes! Dex
llanwydd: anybody know where I can get some radio free oz recordings?
MexiTween: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7JSTHldGpE
Dexter Fong: llan: Very rare stuff you're looking for...If you find some, lemme know
llanwydd: yeah there's got to be some out there
cease: llan, if you're lucky, the firesign will put out a cd
donk: i think Poco, was originally Pogo, but Walt Kelly threatened to sue, not sure if that was true, but something i read
cease: that is the plan, anyway. i contributed
MexiTween: I might have the Panama Red album
llanwydd: I think they might, cat
Dexter Fong: DonK: And buufalo-springfield was originally blondie
cease: austin said they would, when he was here last. i know they can use the coin
donk: yeah , that's it
cease: though i suspect it'l mostly be pennies
MexiTween: A rumor that's believable
Dexter Fong: A rumor must be believable or else it's only bullshit
donk: neil young has a great song about buffalo springfied
MexiTween: Should have asked George Grantham (video) - met him playing for Scaggs & Wariner
Dexter Fong: DonK: Which one..I love Neil
donk: damn this keyboard
Dexter Fong: Don't know that song
Dexter Fong: I know "I hate my monitor"
MexiTween: drummer for Poco
cease: i knew his cousin when we were both in university of saskatchewan
MexiTween: We're the Buffalo Springfield. Refer to us as the BS lol
MexiTween: A bit chilly there lol
Dexter Fong: Well, no need to cast aspersions such as that Tween
MexiTween: Actually some pretty good country musicians from CN
llanwydd: so cat, do you have any plans or ideas for a new audio production?
Dexter Fong: Canadian National
cease: now a us company
donk: it's actually called Buffalo-Springfield, Dex, it's about his time with the band
MexiTween: LOL cease
Dexter Fong: Wholely owned by the Bank of Singapore
cease: not so funny here
MexiTween: We own the _idea_ of the Maple Leaf Rag
Dexter Fong: Thanks Don (was wondering where you got to) what album if you can recall?
Dexter Fong: lol Tween
cease: i think the idea of national companies may not last our lifetimes
MexiTween: The communist Bank of China supporting CitiBank? The end is near...
MexiTween: brb
Dexter Fong: Sign up with Euro-life now a fully owned subsidiary of CHina Forever, LLP
cease: canada is pissed off that the canada arm, robotic space thing, is now ownedby yanks. so much for anything canadian
cease: but we're used to it
cease: the us wil have to get used to it too
cease: the yankees may be owned by a macao casino owner
donk: sorry, dex, no, i've got a copy from CKAU on the computer, but no album name
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't forget the Bob & Doug law, 15% of it must be fully canadian content oriented
cease: i rmember when the yanks were kicked out of baseball for being owned by gamblers, in the 19th century
cease: 15? fuck. when i was a dj in canada in late 60s, early 70s, it was 2/3
Dexter Fong: Cat: Do you remeber when Frank and Jesse james, and the Dalton brothers pulled off the big Coffeville Bank Robbery
cease: i could only play fiesign if i then played a bunch of canuck music
Dexter Fong: Ahh! A=koo-koo-koo A koo-koo-koo!
Dexter Fong: G'day! My name's Cat McKenzie
MexiTween: Hey sheriff! The cudzu vines are takin' over the town!
||||||||| 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..
llanwydd: well, I'm going to go read some shakespeare and then go to bed
Dexter Fong: Tween: Stand back, man! I'm calling in an air strike
Dexter Fong: llan: The bed shall get thee ere faint Morpheus slip up upon you from behind
MexiTween: /me thinks Dexter knows songs from a member of Fleetwood Mac
Dexter Fong /me thinks Tween does not yet know the secret of the full colon
llanwydd: yeah I think so. goodnight everybody
Dexter Fong: Then I'll bid thee adieu
MexiTween: It'd better be a Rhiannon air strike, by Grid
MexiTween: Bye LL
Dexter Fong: And I'll raise three Au Voirs
MexiTween: Never driven a semi
cease: by then
||||||||| Around 12:04 AM, cease walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: I've got a full Garcon
MexiTween: 22ft with all of my possessions and a small recording studio, towing a 6000STE (made in Toronto) is the best I've done
MexiTween: Weight here? You're opening a health spa?
Dexter Fong: Yes, Tween...just not to you
MexiTween: Ah, separate fountains
Dexter Fong: You've got to get in shape before you join this health spa
MexiTween: lol
MexiTween: What shape would you like?
donk: well i'm out of here, some of have to work in the morning, not me but some of us! nite all
Dexter Fong: A poly-hectotedron would be...er .. unusual
Dexter Fong: Night DonK
MexiTween: Well, not knowing the Star Trek series ;)
MexiTween: Bye Don
donk: nite guys
Dexter Fong: Oh! Cat left lol, missed it in all the exposition
MexiTween: That would be an avenue in Austin
Dexter Fong: Thank God i wasn't here earlier...I might have missed less
MexiTween: If you'd been here earlier, you'd be late...
Dexter Fong: Separate Fountains Avenue?
MexiTween: TX was a slave state
Dexter Fong: lol
MexiTween: Wouldn't know it from where I live lol
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
MexiTween: (thrank Grid)
Dexter Fong: De spooks and haunts done got 'im
Dexter Fong: Feets git mobin'
Dexter Fong: or is it moobin'
MexiTween: Yassah massa Bush - we be tending Johnny's Garden
Dexter Fong: My feets is mobbed up but I stay on de moob
MexiTween: Feets Don't Fail Me Now...
Dexter Fong: Ah. Lowell George
Dexter Fong: Another great band
MexiTween: They're still around
MexiTween: My favorite is "Waiting For Columbus"
Dexter Fong: But Russell (Lowell? lol) ain't
Dexter Fong: Lowell Thomas and a Documentary on Feet thas is too big
MexiTween: Lowell George died from 'cocaine poisoning' (od)
MexiTween: I met Lowell George
Dexter Fong: So did Ike Turner (or so the coroner find)..and those kinda guys are all over TV so you know it's true
MexiTween: He appeared at the Childe Harold after a concert in DC
Dexter Fong: The childe harolde in Englande?
MexiTween: Just off DuPont Circle DC - my first mixing gig
MexiTween: I grew up in the MD burbs of DC
Dexter Fong: After George went away, they brough in another short dude from a band called Ace, iir, They had a minor hit with a song called third rate romance, second floor redevous
MexiTween: Roseanne Cash covered that
Dexter Fong: Good taste(e)
MexiTween: brb
Dexter Fong: kay
Dexter Fong: I'll just sit here looking at that yellow rubber line
Dexter Fong: (Ouch) and keep my hands to themselves
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| donk - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong gets a firm grip on himself but the swirling vortex that is at the heart of the yellow rubber line exacts its terrible, unrelenting tug upon the very atoms of his corpuscles
MexiTween: So, how's NYC these days?
Dexter Fong: I've got great big corpustules on me body!
Dexter Fong: Sorry, just finishing a bit
MexiTween: Well, at least there's no time for sargents...
Dexter Fong: NYC is like much or most of the country, dreading the times ahead
MexiTween: Fantastic Plastic Voyage?
MexiTween: It's going to be an adjustment, for sure
Dexter Fong: Depression -economic; job losses, pillaging and looting by large, often multi-natianl corporations...etc
Dexter Fong: Goverment obfuscation...
MexiTween: Then again, at least has good public transport. Don't know what's going to happen to these guys with SUVs & 4wd pickups when gas hits $4
Dexter Fong: Increased penolgy measures
MexiTween: At least NYC has good public transport
Dexter Fong: Abandoned by the roadside
MexiTween: We're just starting to work on it here
Dexter Fong: We go out after dark and strip em and have our way with their parts
MexiTween: Taking the bus is like some kind of stigma. You're a failure or something.
MexiTween: Say it ain't so, Joe lol
Dexter Fong: That's why I only take the subway, metro, tube etc
MexiTween: Texas have guns lol
MexiTween: might get a bit ugly
MexiTween: Well, my folks grew up in Chicago during the depression
MexiTween: Taking the "L" (elevated train) was no big deal
Dexter Fong: Tween: And in the final days, they shall be smitten with mor madness that they can handle...and they shall draw those weopons and they shall fall, sister upon brother upon father upon son upon mother upon aunt and uncle
Dexter Fong: And there shall they lie till God's Street Sweeper comes on alternate days
MexiTween: That's the King James translation?
Dexter Fong: And they shall be known as the Aristocrats
MexiTween: LOL dex
MexiTween: not aristokatz?
MexiTween: I don't read ancient Hebrew, do you?
Dexter Fong: Nope: Do yah know that movie "The Aristocrats"? which is a number of comedians telling an exceedingly long, filthy, disgusting joke
MexiTween: Heard of it
Dexter Fong: Well, if you like comedy like know we do, you will appreciate it
MexiTween: cease seems to think it's pretty good, as I recall
MexiTween: Kind of like the Bush Presidencies?
Dexter Fong: Well, kinda, but without the serious consequences
MexiTween: (I'm going to Gitmo for that one lol)
MexiTween: Life is what you make it
MexiTween: All you got is lemons? Make the Strawbs' "Lemon Pie"
Dexter Fong: It's just an interesting film for people who really like comedy in the sense that they like to see how it works abd how different people can put a different spin on the same joke
Dexter Fong: Not to get too technical on you tween =)
MexiTween: Is that like a dreadle?
Dexter Fong: More like a babushka
MexiTween: Not to get too technical
MexiTween: rofl
Dexter Fong: It fits tightly over your head but doesn't hurt
MexiTween thinks how happy you are to be back in the USSR, buys...
Dexter Fong: And nobody can see your bald(ing)
MexiTween: boys
MexiTween: You know Amazon Women On The Moon?
Dexter Fong: Buy War Boys and save Darfur
MexiTween: no joke
Dexter Fong: No, But I vonce knew dis big Sveedish woman vith a small adams appful
Dexter Fong: Donna Summer was here name
MexiTween: Worth renting - very funny spoof of Hollywood
MexiTween: Also like S.O.B. for the same reason
MexiTween: McArtritis Park?
Dexter Fong: I'm bummed because there won't be any more Altman Films
MexiTween: Brewster McCloud
MexiTween: M.A.S.H.
Dexter Fong: Rooster Cogburn
MexiTween: lol
MexiTween crosses his fingers
Dexter Fong: Pepe La Moke
MexiTween: Yew moke mi?
Dexter Fong: I 'moke anything man
MexiTween: Really do have to visit Austin for SXSW
Dexter Fong: SXSW = Sex Soutwest?
MexiTween: Eet ees de minkey's business...
Dexter Fong: Lets do it Pueblo style, and no pissing on the walls
MexiTween: Sorry, we're not Reno
MexiTween: www.sxsw.com
Dexter Fong: Who is?
MexiTween: Music/Movies/Multimedia fesitval
Dexter Fong: Well Tweeny, It's time too fold my tent, take up the haj, brick the camel, and be off
MexiTween: May the bluebird of happiness fly up your knows...
Dexter Fong: Feathers...I love them
MexiTween: Health & happy to the FST and all their friends :-)
Dexter Fong: I'll make a boa out of him
Dexter Fong: Back to you tween.night
MexiTween: Whatever it is, I'm against it...
||||||||| MexiTween leaves to catch the 12:43 AM train to Texas.
||||||||| It's 12:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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:
Bubba's Brain
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
H. Stones
Tor Hershman
URL References:

Rogue's Gallery:

cat_pp.jpg (5168 bytes)
PP and Cat(cease)

newbunny.jpg (4426 bytes)

capeken.jpg (7639 bytes)
kend^/Dr. Headphones

ossman+me.gif (6000 bytes)
Merlyn and Tirebiter

capedoc.jpg (6006 bytes)

newlili.jpg (6085 bytes)

freq.jpg (4441 bytes)

roto.jpg (6046 bytes)

babs_so.jpg (5555 bytes)
LeatherG & SO

nino1.jpg (5352 bytes)

tonk1.jpg (6123 bytes)

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

old-man.gif (55478 bytes)
Compañero Señor Yämamoto

ashhar.jpg (9068 bytes)
Dexter Fong

newelayne.jpg (15.1 kbytes)

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

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boney.jpg (20600 bytes)

llan.jpg (13200 bytes)

tweeny.jpg (12588 bytes)

3rdmate.jpg (23157 bytes)

bobd.jpg (15000 bytes)
Bob D Caterino

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Dave & Katie

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

peggy.jpg (5240 bytes)
Peggy Blisswhips

audrey.jpg (4873 bytes)
Audrey Farber

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

And, "The Home Team"