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 24, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Outside, the 8:44 AM uptown bus from Pennsylvania pulls away, leaving Firebroiled coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Firebroiled: The True White Brother is coming home.
Remember what the Great Spirit said?
If we did what we were supposed to do,
and lived according to The Plan,

White Brother would finish his work in the East

and come back to us.

||||||||| Firebroiled leaves at 8:44 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..."
||||||||| drmatt sneaks in around 11:28 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| It's 11:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| drmatt - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| drmatt bounds in at 7:07 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| Outside, the 7:14 PM uptown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving ah,clem coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, '
||||||||| 7:15 PM -- ah,clem left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood enters with TXTweeny close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 7:19 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
||||||||| It's 7:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| drmatt - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
TXTweeny: Who's movie _is_ this, anyway?
||||||||| TXTweeny says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, TXTweeny exits at 7:20 PM.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:57 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Funfun Town."
||||||||| 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 TXTweeny disembarks at 8:59 PM.
TXTweeny: Get on the lifffffft!
TXTweeny: Watching the Rep debate
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 24, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Merlyn', just granted probation at 9:06 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:06 PM and late as usual, it's llanwyddorsomeonelikehim, just back from Funfun Town."
Merlyn: hellooo
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: Happy Thursday!
||||||||| 9:06 PM: Tor Hershman jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: hey tor
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, clem, Ll, Mer, TX
ah,clem :)
Tor Hershman: Ooooo, Brits
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: np: the power and the glory
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: hey cat
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Ce
cease: hi yall
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dr. Headphones into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:09 PM, then departs.
cease: wow, it's kend
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: hey kend
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Doc
Dr. Headphones: yes, wow indeed :)
ah,clem: hey Ken
cease: you're awake at this hour, kend?
Dr. Headphones: i'm up later than normal because i waited too long to start a cake; have to wait for it to get done before i go to bed
cease: aha. so we can thank a cake mix for your appearance.
Dr. Headphones: or, i could just leave it in and the oven on and see what it looks like at 5am. whaddyathink? :)
Tor Hershman: Cool.....the cake well, not in a well
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'H. Stones', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: you know ken, when you used to post at bobsbrazerkolounge, I thought kendeb was short for Kenneth and Deborah
Dr. Headphones: mr. stones, welcome
cease: a vision that could only appeal to a republican, kend
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: Hey Stones!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, H
Dr. Headphones: oh no, no deb here. last name starts with deb
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I know that now
H. Stones: Greetings one and all
cease: hi stones
Dr. Headphones: cat, that i am not. although i am becoming distressed with the current crop of dems
Dr. Headphones: there has never been a deb in my life except one cousin
cease: i expect to hear you on the firesign show, stones.
cease: i was thinking of the way the repubs like to burn down countries, etc
ah,clem: (it is just part of his last name, nothing more)
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: on the right is ignorance and on the left is mania
Dr. Headphones: ah, yes. reminds me of a cartoon. stern looking old viking looking at a young viking on top of a charred corpse. "first you pillage, then rape, then burn."
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I can do without either
Tor Hershman: Towel bath board ore
cease: was that simpsons? southpark more like
ah,clem: good evening Mr. Stones
Tor Hershman: Hey! That's four words
H. Stones: Hi Clem
Dr. Headphones: cat: saw that decades ago. might have been hustler, penthouse, something of that sort
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: three words in turkish: taffy, coffee, ottoman
Dr. Headphones: mmm, coffee :) the elixir of the gods
Tor Hershman: At-a-boy, Attaturk (sp?)
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: ever had turkish coffee?
Tor Hershman: That-a-boy
cease: ottoman? oh the people, not the furniture
TXTweeny: McCain is getting roasted
Dr. Headphones: close enough, tor. first name was kamel (i'd walk a mile....)
cease: never been able to drink coffee unless it's filled with tasty liquers
Tor Hershman: The furniture in 1053 A or 1053B
Dr. Headphones: ok, brb, check on cake
TXTweeny: Haven't gotten to Paul yet
Tor Hershman: Walk a mile, :-)
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I used to serve turkish coffee when I managed an arabic restaurant back in the 80s
Tor Hershman: Get some Kamel Korn for a HollowWeen
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: although the chef and owner was lebanese american
Tor Hershman: Lebanese baklava good, Greek better
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: and I would always warn the customers that there was mud at the bottom of the demitasse
cease: im listening to the guy who made Fields of Fuel on air america now
cease: sounds a bit like a firesign piece
||||||||| 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 Elayne gets out at 9:17 PM.
cease: everyone making their own fuel in their bathtubs
Merlyn: Fields on Fuel
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, El
Elayne: Evenin' all! Still unemployed, but having fun.
Merlyn: hi-octane rum
cease: hi el
Merlyn: hi E
cease: always glad to see you - EL-
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: Make Your Own Fuel!!! If only...
cease: fun is good
Elayne: Hey Cat, do you get Anthony Bourdain's "No Reservations" show up there? This week they showed the (new) episode from Vancouver.
cease: no we dont, el
cease: it was mentioned in the paper.,
Elayne: He partied with "the big three" high-end chefs, I wasn't sure if you visited any of their restaurants.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: that would put exxon mobil in its place
cease: maybe peole wiht satelite or more serious calbe than i
cease: i don think our food network is the same as yours
TXTweeny: MSNBC Rep debate - veryy good
Elayne: One was named Tojo (who wonna Seconda World War, you so smart?)...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:19 PM, then departs.
Elayne: Cat, it's not on the Food Network, it's on the Travel Channel.
Tor Hershman: EXXXON the Oily Porno Channel
Elayne: Hey Unca Dex!
Tor Hershman: Moi sez....Howdy do, Dex
cease: yes i plan to go to cioppino's soon with friends. his mushroom soup was the highlight of my expensive gala dinner, as you know from blog
Tor Hershman: el
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Honey Sanchez', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Folks
Elayne: Evenin' Honey!
Tor Hershman: olé
cease: fumiyo's been to Vijs' but she's into indian food.
Honey Sanchez: hola, I'm home
cease: maybe she can invite Dex!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Hon
Honey Sanchez: hi elayne :)
Elayne: Vij's looked amazing.
cease: hola honey
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: Hey Dex!
cease: i'll problyt go there efentually
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I love curry. can't get enough
ah,clem: hola Honey
Elayne: It's NY Restaurant week, about 200 restaurants offering prix fixe dinners for $35 per person.
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat, Elayne, Honey, llan, Merlyn, tor, Tweeny,Kend^(fading a bit) and Stones
Elayne: You can find a list here: http://www.nycvisit.com/restaurantweek/index.cfm
cease: same here el
Honey Sanchez: hi cat hi dex hi llan hi clem hi merlyn hi tor hi tween hi dr hi senor stones
Honey Sanchez hugs hemlock
Merlyn: I thought prix fixing was against antitrust laws
Elayne: I'm going to be on 42nd Street and 8th Avenue to see a play on Saturday, so I'm looking for places around there.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: first indian restaurant I went to was in NYC. that was the night I saw FST
cease: a play?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: play?
Dexter Fong: pkay?
cease: dex, el and their spouses took me to an indian restuarnat the last time i was in nyc.
Dr. Headphones: ok! cake turned out well
cease: i doubt vij's would be any better.
cease: good to hear, kend
Dexter Fong: Hey Kend^
Tor Hershman: What kind of cake is it, Doc?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: the one I went to was near Town Hall. I was able to walk from there to see Firesign
Elayne: Damn, the NYC restaurant week thing doesn't apply to weekends...
Dr. Headphones: mostly pineapple, but i added cocoanut, raisins, dates, cherries
Tor Hershman: YIKES!!!!!!!!!
Dexter Fong: Kend: Sounds like a fruit cake
Dr. Headphones: yep, i'm a fruit ;)
Elayne: You're all making me hungry! Fortunately dinner should be ready shortly...
Dexter Fong: That;s batter
Honey Sanchez: stones is stuk in cyberspace his internet exploder has exploded he asked me to make excuses for him and say goodnight
Tor Hershman: Chocolate Nuts??? Chef must be back on South Park
cease: soujnds like a great cocktail, kend
Dr. Headphones: it's slighly moister than i prefer, had to use spoon to get it out of pan. could not have baked any longer, almost past the "golden brown" stage on top
Dexter Fong: Goodnight Stones via Honey
Elayne: Oh dear, Honey, tell him we miss him and we hope his 'net recovers soon!
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I finished the run of Merchant of Venice on Sunday. Great show and very well received
Dr. Headphones: damn, forgot to mention almonds and pecans too
Honey Sanchez: it sounds delish, though dr
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: got great reviews in the Glens Fall Post Star and The Chronicle
cease: good to hear, llan
Dr. Headphones: i like to start with a basic recipe then add whatever strikes my fancy. this one called only for pineapple
Tor Hershman: AcTOR, aye, Ll?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with principalpoop close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:26 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
Honey Sanchez: hello pp
Dr. Headphones: hey poop
Dexter Fong: Cat: What are we listening to?
principalpoop: aye?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Poop
Dexter Fong: Hiyah poop
principalpoop: hola hi bonsoir
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: Hey Princ!
cease: hi poop
principalpoop: How do you doo?
H. Stones: Hello I'm back and wishing i had a drink, wheres my butler, Rotonoto ?
Dr. Headphones: i doo in a toilet
Elayne: Hey PrinPoop!
cease: i'm listening to air america. brent budowsky
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: have been for about 10 years, tor
Dexter Fong: YOu arrested him stones
Dr. Headphones: catherwood is the butler in these here parts
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dr. Headphones
cease: rotonoto hasnt been here in a while
Dexter Fong: Cat: What's playing on CNI?
Dr. Headphones: roto lives, got email from him a few days ago
ah,clem: this is FST London, 2005
principalpoop: singing those wodehouse blues
Honey Sanchez: welcome back H. glad you made it back through the explorer portal
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:29 PM and late as usual, it's wake, just back from Elmertown."
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: dfghjlktesting
Elayne: Good to know, Dr. H!
Honey Sanchez: hi wake
Elayne: Hello wake!
Dexter Fong: Hi wake
principalpoop: i did not see that llan
Dr. Headphones: hodwy, wake
Dr. Headphones: er, howdy
cease: this is the brit firesign show, from, what, last year?
Honey Sanchez: catherwood please bring stones a drink
||||||||| Catherwood hands stones a drink.
cease: sleep!
principalpoop: hi behind the boat
ah,clem: see above Cat
Merlyn: catherwood, kick me down the stairs
||||||||| Catherwood kicks Merlyn down the stairs.
ah,clem: 2005
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: did not see what?
Dr. Headphones: or, cat stand on your head and see below
principalpoop: the hat is above the cat
cease: was it 3 years ago already?
principalpoop: exactly llan
wake: Wow! What a crowd!
cease: tuque weather here
Elayne: I'll be back later, going to get dinner now. Should be about ready.
principalpoop: watch your elbow
cease: i lok forward to the upcoming tropical clime
principalpoop: bon ap E
Dr. Headphones: two's company, three's a crowd. this is a gathering
||||||||| At 9:31 PM, Elayne scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
cease: enjoy, el
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I know Teaneck well enough so if worse comes to worse I might look there
wake: Hello fellow believers...
Honey Sanchez: ow.....watch where you put that elbow, poop
Dr. Headphones: tea has a neck? thought it was all tiny little leaves....
principalpoop: that was not my elbow hehe
Honey Sanchez: oh gee!
principalpoop: maybe it was fongs
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: that was supposed to be a pm but something is going funny
wake: maybe he means kissing and hugging the tea?
Dr. Headphones: if it's not pm, it must be am?
Honey Sanchez: everything has been going funny lately, llan
Dr. Headphones: wake, don't recall seeing you before, but then, i rarely get here any more since i started going to bed early
Dexter Fong: There are goats in the mach...er ghosts in the machine
principalpoop: watching on am or washington dc
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: well my grandparents lived in teaneck for about 50 years
Dr. Headphones: poop: i have that as the sound on my page: http://www.kdebusk.com/index.html
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: washed programming
Dexter Fong: Kend: Check nino for wakes location
wake: Nor I you, Dr.
Dr. Headphones: singapore, singapore, singapre? does nino stutter?
Dexter Fong: No but he does shit in the woods
principalpoop: that link crashed me, I will try again, ahhh nice to be had ahh, clem
wake: I am in Bangkok.
Merlyn: it's like walla walla
Honey Sanchez: nino says wake is in Singapore, Singapore, Singapore
Dr. Headphones: ah, one night in bangkok is good song. at least i think so
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: walla walla must be pretty cold right now
principalpoop: ahh this time it worked, super cool
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: anybody know if nino has me in warrensburg again?
Merlyn: Man who walk through airport door sideways going to Bangkok
Dr. Headphones: llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: 9:06 Whitehall, New York
wake: I am the south east asia representitive of Friends of Firesign.
Honey Sanchez: you are in whitehall new york llan
principalpoop: stones is a UFO
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: whitehall this time. he's getting closer
Dr. Headphones: unidentified farting object
Honey Sanchez: so is cease
cease: if i were stoned neough, i'd be a ufo too
cease: my typing seems to come from anohter world
Honey Sanchez: his exploder has exploded again, this time i believe he didn't make it
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I'm actually 25 or 30 miles north of whitehall
Dr. Headphones: i had no idea firesign had fans in s.e. asia! hello from yesterday
principalpoop: aja
Dexter Fong: and goodbye to tomorrow
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: that is very strange to hear, kend
wake: You know, farting is legal here. People do it all the time.
principalpoop: farewell to arms sang venus de milo
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: they must all be multi linguists
Dr. Headphones: but you can't chew gum there, right?
principalpoop: i lost my rule book
wake: Yeah... Greetings Dr. H.
principalpoop: i have always depended on the kindness of strangers...
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: a multi linguist is one who prefers both white and red clam sauce as well as pesto
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: stone and tor, sitting in a tree...
wake: I bought my first firesign recording when I was 19 years old.
Dr. Headphones: well, dear friends, i must rise to meet friday at 5am, so it's bedtime for bonzo right now. toodle ooh to all :)
principalpoop: good seeing you again ken, ciaoo
Dr. Headphones: wake: about the same for me, now i'm 55 and counting.
Dexter Fong: Night Kend^
Honey Sanchez: nite dr sleep well see you next week
wake: Don't crush that dwarf.
Dr. Headphones: see y'all later. same fire time, same fire channel
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I think I was a freshman in high school when I bought my first FST
cease: by kend
ah,clem: a cunning linguist?
||||||||| Dr. Headphones says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dr. Headphones exits at 9:41 PM.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: and I'm sure it had to have been 2Places
Honey Sanchez: hand me the pliers, wake
wake: Goodnight then Doc.
principalpoop: i was stoned, in somebodies basement and they put on hcybitpatst
principalpoop: oh felatio oh
Dexter Fong: poop: Were'nt we all =))
wake: needle nose, side cut, or offset, Honey?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: A high school english teacher got me into FST
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: and it was The Further Adventures of Nick Danger that he played
principalpoop: far out llan, mr kotter?
wake: I forgot "slip joint"
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: no, mr. collins
TXTweeny: ...
Honey Sanchez: ohhhh those are the ones, wake
Dexter Fong: ->SLip joint in here<-
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: it was the last day of school and we had nothing to do so he played Nick Dangerf
principalpoop: phil or tom?
wake: ---------> slips a joint to Honey
principalpoop: i slipped my disco, dancing with you baby
wake: Pass that to Dexter, Honey
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bubba's Brain close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:45 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
Honey Sanchez: okie doke np here dex
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring me my hookah
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dexter Fong my hookah.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I liked it so much I went back to the school afterwards and asked to borrow 2 Places
principalpoop: got any vice grips bubba?
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubba
Honey Sanchez: hi bubba
Honey Sanchez: you need your vice gripped, pp??
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: he was still working at the school for a few days after the students got out and he loaned me 2Places and Electrician
wake: lo bub
Bubba's Brain: Just vices, pp
principalpoop: virtue is its own reward, but that is true for vice also
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: Hey bub
principalpoop: the reefer is getting a little short in the tooth
ah,clem: Mudhead wanted to be here, but was very tired, may pop in later, but he is napping
Bubba's Brain: I can't stay long tonight. I need to spend some quality time with the wife.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: do tell princ. how does reefer become short in the tooth
Merlyn: don't fear the reefer
principalpoop: thanks ah, clem, wish him the best if he sleeps in
wake: I even remember a friend who had Waiting for the Electrician o 8 TRACK TAPE!!!
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: lol merl
principalpoop: a reefer is another name for a marijana cigarette, it can become so short as to be ahh hell I don't know
wake: Ooooh do you remember those?
Bubba's Brain: dont rear the feefer.
ah,clem: I still have dwarf on 8 track... :)
wake: they set audio back 50 years!
principalpoop: 8 track tapes were cool, easier to find a song than cassettes
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I know the meaning of the word princ. I'm just not familiar with the other expression
Bubba's Brain: thanks for letting us know, pp. I'd always wondered what that meant.
wake: I am really i9mpressed ah
Bubba's Brain: More cowbell!
ah,clem: still have a working 8tr recorder too...
principalpoop: it was a play on works visaversa being long in the tooth
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I never got into 8 tracks
principalpoop: cool, ahh ,clem
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: aha
wake: Mostly truck drivers had them for a long time.
principalpoop: reefer can be the cigarette or the substance itself, or a verb
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: when I bought my first stereo it had an 8 track player that double tracked
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: so I couldn't use it
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: but I liked albums better anyway
Bubba's Brain: wow, you're quite a reefer-ence!
principalpoop: i forgot that use, let me note that, thanks
ah,clem: or as in refer maddness, an adjective
wake: You could still buy 8 tracks at southern USA truck stops up until the 90's.
Dexter Fong: Albums much better..try cleaner your reefer on an 8track
cease: hi bub. have a bud
Bubba's Brain: verb?
principalpoop: the white album was made for that,
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: lol dex
cease: oh, dope ref lost on yank, you would think that was a beer reference
Dexter Fong: All gate fold albums were good
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: no, The Yes Album
principalpoop: i cleaned quite a few oh zees on that
cease: a should have been "have some bud"
wake: what a name
principalpoop: fragile or the other one?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: a lot of seeds fell through that gatefold
Dexter Fong: yes, the Noh album
cease: my abliity to englihsh iw floating waya
principalpoop: row fow tow your boat
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: waxing nostalgic
cease: im recereating Finnegan's Wake in real time
principalpoop: when did finnegan buy you wake?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: still haven't read finnegan's wake or seen the movie
wake: nobody's asked me about the reefer over here? anyone curious?
cease: he only loaned me a vowel
Dexter Fong: llan: It's out on 8 track
cease: please tell, wake
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: lol dex
Bubba's Brain: Firesign's Wake?
principalpoop: don't torture me wake
Dexter Fong: Wake: I'm curious
ah,clem: with the toxicology, Cat?
cease: we wait with baited lungs
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: do tell, wake
principalpoop: the others want to know, i will cover my ears and sing, la la la la la la
wake: I am the stuff behind a moving boat. Not a funeral party.
Dexter Fong: hmmmm?
principalpoop: flotsom or jetsom?
wake: well......
Dexter Fong: I am the wind within my cells
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: alright if you're not going to tell us, wake just send us a sample
wake: At certain temples way back in the woods...
principalpoop: i want some opium, just a little
wake: the monks really know how to cultivate the ancient medicines.
wake: hahahahaah llan
cease: the welcoming wisdom of the plants
wake: you wish
principalpoop: hey you smoking mother nature
principalpoop: i do wish, I do I do I do
principalpoop: i have gone deaf
Dexter Fong: WJHAT!!!!!
principalpoop: i said, I HAVE GONE DEAF, are you deaf?
wake: seriously... they have tons of herbal stuff here. Like the chinese. Some of it works.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: he can shout, don't hear you
principalpoop: poor ah, clem, fell off the chair laughing and pulled out the plug
Bubba's Brain: The only radio station featuring dead air -- WHAT
principalpoop: ahh it is on again
principalpoop: had to reboot it
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: I've heard bad things about that herbal stuff
cease: works on the brain?
principalpoop: time tested llan
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
principalpoop: generations of experience
ah,clem: just a router timeout most likely, stream has not quit as far as I can see from here
principalpoop: that is why marijuana is know around the world
wake: you haven't tried the pizza here I suspect.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: well, specifically I know that some of it is salvia which is something I know I would never touch
principalpoop: pizza is new
Dexter Fong: You mean saliva?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: no
principalpoop: now, that is urine, with mushrooms or something, makes it less toxic
wake: sativa?
Dexter Fong: devil worship?
principalpoop: can ibus?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: no, the herbal stuff you're talking about. you mean the fake pot, don't you?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: some is made with salvia which is very dangerous
TXTweeny: Miss Devlin? TZ?
cease: i agree
principalpoop: you eat at mcdonalds or burger king or dairy queen llan?
wake: Its 10 o'clock already? sheeees
TXTweeny: Grid was Rod Serling good
Dexter Fong: llan: You mean cannabis sativa which has the active ingrediant for proper stoning
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: on rare occasions, princ
TXTweeny: We are agreed
wake: I got a meeting in 20 mins.
principalpoop: he is talking about ancient asia herbs llan, not modern subsitute attempts
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: no, dex
Dexter Fong: Then you got saliva in your food
principalpoop: have a good meeting wake
TXTweeny: Best of luck Wake LOL
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: thanks for clarifying, princ
Dexter Fong: Wel met wake
wake: yeah ancient plants from the jungle hillsides.
principalpoop: go, so you do not have to run to the ancient site back in the woods
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: take care wake
TXTweeny: I was just listening to Firesign chat...
wake: bye all.... see you next week.
TXTweeny: What about the quarterly report lol
principalpoop: where is the firesign chat tween? that sounds super cool
||||||||| wake is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:06 PM.
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: somebody threw wake out the window
principalpoop: i thought it meant somebody stole his fence...
cease: mayvbe he went bvack to sleep
principalpoop: he had a meeting with the sand man
ah,clem: looks like very few listening to this, feeling a bit discouraged
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: it's from the german word fenster or the french word fenetre, meaning window
principalpoop: i hear it
Dexter Fong: Very few what, clem?
principalpoop: it is new to me
principalpoop: I had an uncle fenster, he was a peeping tom
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: tom fenster?
Dexter Fong: Fenster Fong
principalpoop: yes, you know him?
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: fong fenster
Merlyn: he got defensterated
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: no but I've known someone like him
principalpoop: you knew somebody who liked him? that is as rare as hen's teeth
principalpoop: poor honey, the demon
Dexter Fong: which are very short
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: is that just a joke princ or did you really have an uncle fenster?
llanwyddorsomeonelikehim: and did he know his name meant window
principalpoop: don't do that llan, stop that lol
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "10:12 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Hellmouth."
Dexter Fong: Uncle Fenster was a windower, tragic tractor accident killed his wife
principalpoop: wb llan
llanwydd: damn msntv2 just kicked me out
principalpoop: john deer?
Dexter Fong: Yes, poopy cakes
principalpoop: the combine ran amok
llanwydd: lol dex
Dexter Fong: Reaped and baled her before Uncle Fanster could shut the engine off
Merlyn: Picture to go with this bit: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/sprawl/nudelvis.gif
principalpoop: i am shocked
Dexter Fong: Neat Merlyn =)
principalpoop: hay is for horses
Merlyn: and http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/sprawl/nudelvis.gif
Merlyn: oops same link
Merlyn: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/church/devilmaster.html
principalpoop: i thought I had to spot the differences...
llanwydd: nude descending staircase
llanwydd: by picasso
Merlyn: and an actual crying elvis on black velvet
principalpoop: ahh super idea, i need to design a machine that chases away demons..
Dexter Fong: with big clown eyes
Merlyn: Marcel Duchamp llan
ah,clem: in a flimsy bernuse?
llanwydd: I think I've seen that velvet elvis on someones living room wall
Dexter Fong: Rose Say Kevy
Dexter Fong: Ros Say Levy
llanwydd: duchamp? shows you how much I know
principalpoop: those cubists were all squares
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
principalpoop: get me a saliva dali fong
cease: ``a drink wsithout cubes is undrikable
llanwydd: I saw him at the Dali Drop a couple of weeks ago
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwyddorsomeonelikehim - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: dex, or any one else who has ben to mexico, would i need to worrryh about ice cubes in drinks there?
Merlyn: Here's "Superhero descending a staircase" http://www.worth1000.com/entries/242000/242070TyCX_w.jpg
cease: should i stick the to local beer?
cease: cant be found
principalpoop: depends on the area, if you would not drink the water, no ice cubes either
Dexter Fong: Cat: never been to mex, but yes
cease: 3 tourist placesd, on a cruise
llanwydd: tried to click on that link and I got redirected to Amrad
cease: i thought you said you had. mustr have been someboyd else
Merlyn: hmm, must have some kind of weird redirect if you don't come in thru their page
Merlyn: try starting here: http://www.worth1000.com/contest.asp?contest_id=10424
llanwydd: my tennis elbow is coming back
principalpoop: i get a blank page with the jpg. full name typed on it
cease: oh i see. what is your contributuion?
||||||||| Boney enters at 10:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
llanwydd: that one worked, merl
cease: hi boney
principalpoop: that link worked, cool
Merlyn: didn't have one, just saw the superhero descending a staircase
llanwydd: Hey Bone!
Boney: cease.
principalpoop: hey bone,
Boney: hey
Boney: hey hey
llanwydd: I saw the picture of batman but the rest of it unloads slowly so I'll look at it a little later
principalpoop: la la la la
cease: were you th ebatman in the esheric ball?
principalpoop: you need some sort of IP that allows you to listen to cni at the same time llan
cease: offended? you, clem?
Dexter Fong: Merlyn, the medieval superheroes is great
llanwydd: don't I know it princ
Dexter Fong: Hi Boney
cease: now i am, clem
Boney: hi
principalpoop: just thought I would slap you around you about llan
principalpoop: what it be boney?
ah,clem: not ofended,
llanwydd: how are doc and lili? anybody know?
cease: very true, clem
Boney: it is what it is
principalpoop: ahh then let it be
Dexter Fong: llan: No, and it has been quite awhile
Boney: Charles Hawtry and the Deaf-Aids
llanwydd: doris gets her oats
principalpoop: fbi smoking pot
Dexter Fong: I got her goats
ah,clem: and little lambs eat ivy, lol
principalpoop: yes they do
llanwydd: got a real wake-up call from heath ledger about my ambien use. I wonder how much he took?
ah,clem: lol
principalpoop: was he for or against it?
llanwydd: I occasionally take more than one a night
ah,clem: you are asleep.
Boney: Sleep typing
Dexter Fong: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
principalpoop: oops, i thought you wrote health ledger, insurance company guy, my bad.
Boney: Sleep handwriting recognition
llanwydd: well, tonight I'm not taking it because I'm taking ultram for an abcess
llanwydd: it's not like I'm in the worst of health but I have to have a root canal soon
Boney: Sleep voice recognition and transcription
ah,clem: (matress discounters) I am asleep
principalpoop: ahh joy, esquisite pain that
Dexter Fong: Sleep rehab, a twelve nap program
principalpoop: exquisite
Boney: talking in your sleep
llanwydd: well, I've had a couple of root canals before and it's not quite as bad as they say
ah,clem: narcoleptics need not apply
principalpoop: anapia disease
Boney: the war on narcoleptics
ah,clem: they cannot root me again, I have no teeth
llanwydd: the only heath ledger movie I ever saw was The Patriot but I knew he was destined for stardom
cease: ah, canasdian
principalpoop: he said narc, are you are narc?
Dexter Fong: Lets loose the sleeping dogs of war
principalpoop: woof woof
llanwydd: funny dex, I'm probably doing that play this summer
Dexter Fong: Barking in their sleep
cease: let sleep the wars of dogs
cease: and others
cease: a funny play, llan?
llanwydd: cry havoc
principalpoop: lets dog the warring lost sleep
Dexter Fong: havoc!!!
Dexter Fong: Cry havoc in a sleeping theater
principalpoop: HAVOC!
Boney: I'm sleep walking, and I'm sleep talking
cease: mayvwe havoc should only mist up, not really cry
Dexter Fong: Wake the groundlings
llanwydd: no, cat. loose the sleeping dogs of war is a quote from julius caesar
principalpoop: he made the salad
llanwydd: spoken by marc antony
cease: when i was in his digs in rome, it was cats., mostly.
Dexter Fong: What a brutus
principalpoop: horny pipe
Dexter Fong: Anybody wanna contact VD?
Boney: it's hypnotic
TXTweeny: Black to the future!
principalpoop: mesmerizing
Dexter Fong: Damn: Clem just cross faded to TWIT
principalpoop: what happened?
principalpoop: leo came in over the top and took over
cease: thas not quite firesign
Dexter Fong: Clem, make leo go away
TXTweeny: lol
llanwydd: pope leo?
Dexter Fong: Sure, why not
TXTweeny: Get on the lifffft!!!
Boney: This Week In Technology? MAD magazine writer Dick DeBartolo is there. http://twit.tv/DGW
llanwydd: there was a leo's lunch in the town I grew up in. 18 cent hamburgers
llanwydd: I was mad about mad when I was a kid
TXTweeny: MAD TV is really good most of the time
llanwydd: my parents hated it
llanwydd: they hated most of the things I liked
Dexter Fong: Mad TV?
cease: really, trweny? i havent wartched it in years
llanwydd: no, mad magazine
TXTweeny: My parents bought Meet The Beatles
Dexter Fong: Wow they were really ahead of their time, and you
cease: i loved the mag in the 60s anyway
Boney: The movie Airplane! reminds me of a MAD magazine parody. The film is a parody of itself.
principalpoop: i looked at it recently, did not understand 3/4
TXTweeny: danced at the JFK Inaguration (sp?)
Boney: MAD magazine movie parody of the type that Dick DeBartolo writes
principalpoop: i saw kennedy innaguation, or so I am told, I was 4 years old
principalpoop: so, you like gladiator movies boney?
TXTweeny: (no joke ;
llanwydd: I was born during the kennedy administration
principalpoop: i am not joking, it was cold
cease: i was horny during the kenedy administration
Boney: boney baloney
TXTweeny: So, Billy... you like glaiadiator movies?
TXTweeny: rofl
TXTweeny: I'm from DC
TXTweeny: 59
principalpoop: boney maloney, hanna hanna phoney, maloney
TXTweeny: about like that
principalpoop: i lived in alexandria 60-84
TXTweeny: You think I eye beau jest?
TXTweeny: Yep
llanwydd: I lived in NJ 61-86
principalpoop: banana nana mo pay, boney boney no say
TXTweeny: Arlington 59 - 5/6 years old
llanwydd: except for a few brief excursions
TXTweeny: We were fighting the Soviet - I forgive them
llanwydd: actually the first place I ever lived was glenside, pa but that was only briefly
TXTweeny: What belt are you?
TXTweeny: Massachusettes
llanwydd: belt?
Boney: catherwood, give principalpoop a Harvey Wallbanger
||||||||| Catherwood gets principalpoop a harvey wallbanger.
cease: alexandria,as compared to other places youve lived
principalpoop: no no, i needed a screwdriver, but thanks
Boney: catherwood, get principalpoop the pliers
||||||||| Catherwood gives principalpoop the pliers.
principalpoop: it has changed too much, comparisons would be useless now
principalpoop: what am I? such a tool?
Boney: catherwood, hand me the pliers
||||||||| Catherwood hands Boney the pliers.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please crush me a dwarf
||||||||| Catherwood crushes Dexter Fong a dwarf.
Boney screams "You crushed Dennis Kucinich!"
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from the common cold
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: not me, that was the mainstream media that crushed him
Dexter Fong: I guess clem got discouraged by the light turnout
principalpoop: poor ahh, clem, bubba
Boney: I have a crush on his wife
principalpoop: hubba hubba
cease: lol boney
cease: rip dennace
cease: no longer a mennace
Boney: bubba bubba
TXTweeny: Your car works, why doesn't min?
TXTweeny: mine
cease: dont say that between here and a knife
cease: her
Dexter Fong: fst is back
cease: no spell, no joke, fuck
cease: rily?
||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:52 PM, then departs.
principalpoop: wb ahh, clem
Dexter Fong: wb clem and fst
llanwydd: back where, fong?
ah,clem: socket went dead, sorry
principalpoop: it was off llan
Dexter Fong: Way back llan
Boney: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mad_(magazine)#Movie_and_TV_show_parodies
cease: no this is ocmpyter tlak agaoinls
principalpoop: yes, leo came in over the top and took over
Dexter Fong: Rily?
llanwydd: aha
principalpoop: now hemlock stones is back, and the giant rat of the electrician
cease: hey thanks clem
TXTweeny: biab
principalpoop: bit or bite or byte?
llanwydd: how can you crush two dwarves at once when the electrician is on this bus?
ah,clem: doing this on dialup can be a bit of a challenge
principalpoop: whaaaaat?
cease: give that bozo the pliers
llanwydd: or give him death
principalpoop: don't mind wilard, see?
Boney: Dick DeBartolo is credited as the writer of Star Blecch II: The Wreck of Korn.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:59 PM and H.Stones steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:59 PM and H.Stones steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: ah well, time to park the car...see whoever whenever
principalpoop: hail rita
principalpoop: wb stones
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: why is stones red?
llanwydd: I saw Star Blecch I. with captain kook and mr. spook
principalpoop: looks dangerous
ah,clem: you choose death, very wise, but first....
Dexter Fong: Stones has a very noticeable names tonight
llanwydd: parking is such sweet sorrow
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Boney: Perhaps Stones is about to reveal his secret multiple identities
principalpoop: was that sally field?
||||||||| 11:01 PM: Honey Sanchez jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Dexter Fong: They took away his name and gave him a number
principalpoop: wb honey
llanwydd: Hey Hon
Honey Sanchez: hey ya'll stones is tryin to get in but he can not his name is in red *H.Stones (20020562)
principalpoop: you made stones red honey
Honey Sanchez: it wasnt me
principalpoop: the 62 day of may 2002?
principalpoop: he needs to update his cookies
Boney: korn howl made him see red
principalpoop: normally no problem, what has he done to his pc?
principalpoop: go back to firefox stones
Honey Sanchez: i dunno he says he didnt do anything to it
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Hemlock Stones', just granted probation at 11:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
principalpoop: there he is
principalpoop: maybe?
principalpoop: are you here?
||||||||| 11:04 PM: Bunnyboy jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Hemlock Stones: Yes, tis I
Boney: Nino says that Stones is , , public/The_Waiting_Room
principalpoop: hip hop bunny
cease: hi bun
Bunnyboy: Aaaaaaaaand it's minute 20020564 in the H. Stones Marathon.
Merlyn: stones seems to have done something odd
Bunnyboy: How LONG can he go ON?
Bunnyboy: Must be steroids. There's an asterisk.
principalpoop: his proxy is marked by the NSA and HSD and FBI and Interpol and scotland yard
Bunnyboy: Hey, let me try that. brb.
Boney: Is he a zombie bot?
||||||||| "11:06 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Honey Sanchez: he doesn't have any cookies and he is not h stones anymore and nino doesnt know where stones is
||||||||| *Bunnyboy waltzes in at 11:06 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: hey bun
principalpoop: hip hop bunny
*Bunnyboy: Well, it got me ahead of ah,clem.
Hemlock Stones: WEll i will be buggered if i know whats going on
principalpoop: you are still black
Merlyn: hoo boy, things are really nuts
llanwydd: Hey Bunny
principalpoop: i blame the electrician hehehe cough cough
ah,clem: nino does not know where anyone is, lol
||||||||| 11:07 PM -- Boney left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
*Bunnyboy: And I'm byootiful!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts *Boney in through the front door at 11:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| At 11:07 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, *Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| principalpoop is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:07 PM.
Honey Sanchez: hemlock is infinite and ubiquitous
llanwydd: having peanut butter and cranberry sauce on multi grain
||||||||| "11:07 PM? 11:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bunnyboy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bunnyboy enters and sits at the bar.
*Boney: I'm not red. I have no shame.
Merlyn: I'm going to try something drastic, everyone will get logged out I think
Bunnyboy: I'd rather blend with the crowd.
||||||||| Outside, the 11:08 PM crosstown bus from Fresno pulls away, leaving *P.Poop coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
: watch out, Merlyn has a gun
: wb pp
: back cough cough
: we're all blank
: No, don't push that....
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn gets out at 11:08 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:08 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Hemlock Stones enters at 11:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Bunnyboy: zip. beep.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:08 PM and Principalpoop steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: that was drastic
||||||||| "11:08 PM? 11:08 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits in the comfy chair.
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Honey Sanchez', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
llanwydd: we're back!
Bunnyboy: He dinna hadda do dat.
Hemlock Stones: any suggestions Merlyn ?
Principalpoop: wb
Honey Sanchez stands around looking stunned 'am i here' ?
: I'm invisible, I have no secrets to conceal
||||||||| Boney tiptoes in around 11:09 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bunnyboy: cat's gonna be pissed. All those minutes, down the drain.
Merlyn: somehow the list of people got messed up
llanwydd: catherwood's right on the money this time
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:09 PM, exactly!"
Principalpoop: who is that?
Honey Sanchez: bob dylan is here
Bunnyboy: The Shadow
Principalpoop: stop, don't move, everybody take off your
Hemlock Stones: who are you ?
: bunny
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "11:09 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from British Columbia."
Principalpoop: me? I a moi
Bunnyboy: There coming to take you to the chair, speak quickly, what have you to say?
cease: am i on?
Principalpoop: wb cat
Hemlock Stones: Where am I ?
Principalpoop: cool bunny wow
Honey Sanchez: are we here?
cease: i wanted to ask bunny, as he commented on all the dolls in Paprika
Principalpoop: you are here, one of us, we
Honey Sanchez: something strange is happening in the cozmos
Hemlock Stones: thats for sure
cease: ithere are so many dol si njapna, in case of earth quake there would be people killed by faling dolls
Principalpoop: a lurch in the astronomical flange
Bunnyboy: We are lumps, we are sausages, we are sausages with eyes...
cease: dolls in japan
cease: ther could be a torent of released statues of gods
Principalpoop: 42 minutes
Hemlock Stones: have you got a torque wrench Poop, i need to fix the Astrological flange
llanwydd: fix the hole in the ozone while you're at it
Honey Sanchez: we'll all be fired alive
Principalpoop: torquoise wench? i wish I did..
Hemlock Stones: ok llan, pass me the cat ladder
Principalpoop: thanks ahh, clem
Principalpoop: toad away
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: cat ladder or a cat door?
cease: thanks as always clem
Principalpoop: toad away toad awaaaay
cease: very poetic, clem
Hemlock Stones: well i didnt get to hear much tonight due to my computer being hosed
Principalpoop: we need to relocate the cosmic center, it seems to be about 7:00 here, to the right a little
Principalpoop: triangulate it
: good night everyone, and thanks for turning us on
Principalpoop: night ahh ,clem, bunny
llanwydd: night Princ!
Principalpoop: invisible man
cease: by poop
Merlyn: nite, mrs calabash, whoever you were
Bunnyboy: Oh, ah, clem is Da Shadow!
Principalpoop: are you going llan? good luck with the teeths
Boney: Nite
cease: anyway bunny, were you aware how awash japan is with dolls?
llanwydd: oh not again
Bunnyboy: nite poop
Principalpoop: ciao bebe, and fong, where ever you are, night
cease: fluid movemnet from statues
llanwydd: I'm not leaving. I thought you were
||||||||| "11:18 PM? 11:18 PM!!" says Catherwood, "ah,clem should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ah,clem enters and sits on the couch.
||||||||| At 11:18 PM, Principalpoop hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Hemlock Stones: is it a Doll Tsunami ?
cease: they come, they go
||||||||| ah,clem runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ah,clem?! It's 11:18 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Bunnyboy: Well, certainly Binky...
cease: extactly, stones
Hemlock Stones: Hey, come back Poop you havent paid
Honey Sanchez watches all the coming and going
llanwydd: I saw The Spirit of the Beehive this afternoon. anyone else seen that?
cease: honey, are you sad richardson dropped out?
Hemlock Stones: sounds spooky llan
Hemlock Stones: although i guess its a bit of a buzz
llanwydd: a spanish film about a couple of little girls who search for frankenstein's monster
Bunnyboy: llan: That's a Mexican film from the 70's, right? About a girl looking for The Frankenstein Monster?
llanwydd: it was very enjoyable
llanwydd: I thought it was made in spain
llanwydd: maybe I was wrong
Bunnyboy: llan: I meant to record BEEHIVE when it was on, a month or so ago. Sounds interesting.
Hemlock Stones: over here, if you watch films about little girls, they think you are the Frankenstein Monster
Bunnyboy: llan: No, you may be right. Waitamminnit...
llanwydd: that's where I got it, bun. TCM. but didn't watch it till today
cease: bu im wathinvc mex flick next the eisenstein thing
cease: bunny
Bunnyboy: Yup, it is Spain. Silly me.
llanwydd: that's sad to hear, stones
cease: Que Viva Mexico
Hemlock Stones: sad but true
cease: may watch tonight
Boney: Have any of them figured out what to do when interest rates won't go any lower?
Hemlock Stones: i suppose they lose interest altogether
Honey Sanchez: boney when that happens its panic time
Bunnyboy: They've been showing old British Hitchcock films on TCM, in the wee hours on the West Coast.
Merlyn: they'll pay us to borrow money
llanwydd: I could take que viva mexico out of the glens falls library if I wanted to
llanwydd: I've seen several other eisenstein films and they are very good
Boney: I figure it'll happen in early January 2009.
Hemlock Stones: the Ultimate Crash Boney ?
Honey Sanchez: sooner than that boney if my runes are right
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:24 PM, then departs.
Boney: Just before Inauguration Day
Dexter Fong: I'm blaack
Hemlock Stones: WB Lord Fong
llanwydd: I've seen every hitchcock films except for a couple of shorts from the forties and a few silents
Dexter Fong: Ah, stones...you're not read all over
Bunnyboy: Oh, lovely. More digital crack. THE SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE is on Criterion DVD.
Hemlock Stones: like the NY Times Fong ?
Honey Sanchez: wb fong
Bunnyboy: Dex: Well, hel-LO, deah!
llanwydd: it's a fun film isn't it?
Dexter Fong: And bark my shins, the lovely Honey banister is still here
llanwydd: and little Ana was so cute
Boney: I was afraid that ah,clem was trying to become a zombie bot swarm
Hemlock Stones: Eat his shorts llan
Dexter Fong: and be stills stephen
Honey Sanchez: zombie bot swarm that sounds like a nice B movie
Bunnyboy: The print of Hitchcock's THE LODGER is pretty ripped up, at least on TCM.
Bunnyboy: No pun intended.
Honey Sanchez: i dont think i would want to see hitchcocks shorts from the 40's euwwww
llanwydd: I loved The Lodger!
Hemlock Stones: does anyone recall a strange movie called The Tenant ?
llanwydd: oh now I get it
Dexter Fong: Stones, those were the good one, pre-war dontcha know
llanwydd: lol
Dexter Fong: OOops, Honey
llanwydd: the tenant doesn't sound familiar
llanwydd: not that I can hear it
Bunnyboy: Yes, starring Roman Polanski.
Honey Sanchez: doesn't sound familiar to me
llanwydd: I was never as impressed with polanski as some people
Bunnyboy: And directed by Polanski, too. Here:
Bunnyboy: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0074811/
Hemlock Stones: Weird film it is about a guy who checks into a room in which a previous tenant had committed suicide, finds a tooth embedded in the wall, and a lot of womens clothes in the closet which he startes wearing
llanwydd: I saw Knife in the Water and it was just alright. rosemary's baby isn't what it's cracked up to be. chinatown was just alright
Bunnyboy: KNIFE IN THE WATER is pretty cool. And CHINATOWN rocks.
Dexter Fong: Some one was short in the tooth department
Hemlock Stones: lots of Egyptions heiroglyphs on the bathroom wall too
Dexter Fong: Chinatown is brilliant
Dexter Fong: The cinematography and scenic design is just ...well...brilliant
Hemlock Stones: Roman Polanski of course
cease: i agree abvout chinatown, bun
llanwydd: fearless vampire killers was pretty off-the-wall. never saw macbeth
cease: did you answer my question about your awareness of the doll-drenched nature of modern japan>
Honey Sanchez: "writes down 'the tenant' on her to see list
Bunnyboy: CHINATOWN is like taking a rickety old car up the track for an hour or so...and then plummeting to the ground.
cease: well plummeted, bun
Dexter Fong: Bunny: This might be interesting to you..Saw Last Year at marionbad couple days ago..haven't seen it since it came out in 1961?
llanwydd: maybe if I saw chinatown again I might appreciate it more
Bunnyboy: llan: I've only seen the denoument of MACBETH. One of the most graphic beheadings ever on film. That, and David Warner in THE OMEN.
cease: always good to rewatch, llan
Dexter Fong: As mystifying as it was then, but again beautifully shot and designed
: look at his eyes...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "11:33 PM and late as usual, it's TXTweeny, just back from Texas."
Bunnyboy: Dex: Yes, another one with which to catch up.
cease: quality of shot more a factor than it should be for me
TXTweeny: look at his eyes
Dexter Fong: Hey Tex
TXTweeny: all haili satin!
TXTweeny: lol
Merlyn: hey satin
Dexter Fong: Haili Unlikely
llanwydd: highly salassy
TXTweeny: please be sure to put yor writstband at UNI's terminal
Boney: Trade Satan to the Devils
Dexter Fong: Likely salacious
Bunnyboy: One of the few decapitations on film that take place while the victim is standing upright.
Bunnyboy: And then...not so much.
llanwydd: I saw such a decapitation in The Patriot with Mel Gibson and Heath Ledger
llanwydd: but it was very brief and sudden
llanwydd: very good film despite the occasional blood and guts
Bunnyboy: And, of course, the Killer Rabbit's work in MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL.
Bunnyboy: "Jesus Christ!"
TXTweeny: May I pass it's all about soul?
cease: aren't we supposed to be de-sensitized by now?
TXTweeny: No ordinary rare bit!!
TXTweeny: (Local Hero)
TXTweeny: Welcome to the United States, where we love freedom and use niggers
TXTweeny: Welcome to the United States, where we love freedom and use niggers
llanwydd: let freedom ring
Dexter Fong: So nice he said it twice?
TXTweeny: twice as good (just checking)
Bunnyboy blinks
Boney: George Bush says democracy is a good thing. Did anyone catch the irony?
Bunnyboy blinks again
Boney nods out.
Bunnyboy: SFX: Xylophone hit, twice
TXTweeny: Don't get me startd
llanwydd: I didn't catch the irony. would you elaborate?
Dexter Fong swats bunny on the arm for blinking twice
llanwydd: they all say democracy is a good thing
TXTweeny: Don't get me started
Boney: Bush elected twice. Good thing?
Bunnyboy: Blink once for yes, twice for GOOD GOD, NO!!!
llanwydd: but democracy is, after all, only an ideal that we live for. a good ideal but none the less, all governments are oligarchies
Dexter Fong: or bad electorate?
Hemlock Stones: its a pity they dont actually know what democrasy is
Boney: Okay, he was really only elected once.
TXTweeny: Democracy is Geek, of course
cease: you think sok, llan?
Bunnyboy: There's a wonderful song. You should look for it online. It addresses that issue.
TXTweeny: One? Who said that?
llanwydd: of course, cat. what government isnt
Bunnyboy: (sings) Nation of Assholes, Nation of Assholes, I live in a country that's a Nation of Assholes..."
Boney: JFK stole an election, why not the Dubster?
llanwydd: in case anybody doesn't know the word, "oligarchy" is the many governed by the few
TXTweeny: Not so. Detroit airplanes with Tuskeegee airmen ;)
cease: you think there wree only 2 stolne electoins?
Bunnyboy: And something about "voting for a schphincter (sic?) with ears...twice".
Boney: oil
TXTweeny: I want a receipt the next time I vote
cease: you agree with chomsky that it doesnt matrter who kiloed keeneedy
Hemlock Stones: more like a kleptogarchy
TXTweeny: No joke
Boney: I want a thirty day return policy, free shipping
llanwydd: it matters to me
TXTweeny: Who killed the Kennedys? It was you and me...
Honey Sanchez never voted for him once!
cease: we din t get receuts ub cabada but we trust our systen
Hemlock Stones: if you shake hands with a polotician, dont forget to count your fingers
cease: no probsa yet
llanwydd: good one, stones
TXTweeny: lol NM
cease: you never voted for a kennedy?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Are you learning/speaking a new language?
cease: never
TXTweeny: My first vote was for McGovern
Boney loves democracy, but wonders if it's a co-dependent relationship
cease: i can barely speak my own
llanwydd: never voted for a kennedy and in retrospect, I'm glad I never did
TXTweeny: Ron Pual is shaking tghings up these days
cease: its a factor in intox and gneraly lassitude
TXTweeny: Paul
cease: i inspire my coming here with suited
TXTweeny: mI dylexik
Dexter Fong: Lassitude? I never vbeen in lassitude
Bunnyboy: And Ringo, on Regis and Kelly.
llanwydd: I'd vote for ron paul if I thought he could win
cease: only mlildy?
cease: yeah tis hard for me to type
Boney: $696 billion for defense. Pelosi's got your back.
llanwydd: he has been running for many years
cease: ron paul thinks martni luther king fucked little kids?
Dexter Fong: And he's still not there
cease: this is not a god choice for pres
llanwydd: I hadn't heard that
TXTweeny: Ringo? It dost mcom easy
Boney: Couldn't they at least have negotiated it down to $666 billion?
Dexter Fong: Tween: You using Cat's keyboard?
TXTweeny: I heard it in the toilet!
TXTweeny: The National Toile
Dexter Fong: I saw it on a grape nut
llanwydd: there were a lot of malicious lies about king. anyone who has heard one should know better
Boney feels a twinge of back pain, checks for a knife.
TXTweeny: Give us a minute, and we'll wipe the wold for you...
llanwydd: than to believe it
Bunnyboy: It's a simple substitution code. E is B, and a P is a D.
cease: fuck., thats where rit whent
Honey Sanchez: there is no one running for pres i would want to vote for
Bunnyboy: zdrff jpe yjrsy eprtld?
TXTweeny: OK, I've got 3 trolls and a baggie
cease: someone famous said moscow was paris with a knofie in your sock
Boney: Catherwood, please remove the dagger from my back.
||||||||| Catherwood froms Boney's back.
Boney: I guess Catherwood is the one who put it in there.
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Boney and says "Would you like something?"
llanwydd: well, I'm probably going to vote for hillary just to get the republicans out of office and stop the war if possible
cease: the greater the intoxication, the poorer the concentratoin
TXTweeny: I'm back... and I'm bootyfull...
cease: part of it is i kandt fuckjing see what imn wrii8tn g
Bunnyboy: Years ago, on Letterman's NBC show, they brought on a lady who claimed to be one of the world's fastest typists.
llanwydd: there is a war to be stopped and the republicans are not going to do it
Dexter Fong: You should get a monitor Cat
cease: reading easyk writing, relaoly hard to see
TXTweeny: /me plays the theme from Jeopardy
Bunnyboy: Unfortunately, she placed her hands to the right of plumb, on the keyboard.
cease: true, llan
cease: thws why im gon going on that tour
TXTweeny: Thunder Island?
TXTweeny: I will lwave that alone lol
cease: cruised
Boney: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0305206/
cease: un-tom
Bunnyboy: Tween: Use a colon. Not /me.
TXTweeny: Ah, the great state
Merlyn plays the theme from "Jeopardy"
Bunnyboy: Like dis:
Bunnyboy sings the Body Electric
Hemlock Stones: well folks its time for me to hit the trail
llanwydd: cristobal colon?
TXTweeny: Happy Trails to You
TXTweeny: Until we meat again
Merlyn: me too, cya next week
llanwydd: good to see you again stones. take care
Dexter Fong: Say hello to Roy and dale
Honey Sanchez: yeh and i better follow him too
Hemlock Stones: theres a bus leaving in ten minutes and i promised someone i would be under it
TXTweeny: Keep smiling like a frued
Bunnyboy: Nite Hemmie!
Honey Sanchez: good night all
llanwydd: Nite Merl!
Bunnyboy: (sings) Until we're meat again...
llanwydd: Nite HS
||||||||| Honey Sanchez leaves to catch the 11:52 PM train to Elmertown.
Hemlock Stones: take care all and have a good week and stay safe
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 11:52 PM.
TXTweeny: lol Stones
Dexter Fong: Night Honey
cease: by merl
cease: by stones and honey
Bunnyboy: Aaand there goes Merlyn.
Boney: Nite
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn, and thanks for the hosting
Bunnyboy: Aaand Honey.
Bunnyboy: Aaand Bunny...
Bunnyboy: Oh, that's me. Nite!
cease: i dindt get any ohe else's suggestinos for bit of firesign to show air america
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
||||||||| Boney hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Boney?! It's 11:53 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Bunnyboy: What, the old Showtime show Air America? Or what?
TXTweeny: TV or not TV, of course, cease
||||||||| Hemlock Stones is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:54 PM.
cease: by bun
cease: we always love bunnys here
Dexter Fong: We're hopped up
llanwydd: Salute My Boots!
TXTweeny: Air America wouldn't know the difference lol
cease: change a consonant and get fined
Bunnyboy: If you change it, it's not constant.
cease: no tween, i'm ogoin got bat for hte 5 or 4 crazy guys on the cuirese
cease: if oy can deciper
Dexter Fong: The constant consonant
Dexter Fong: Cat: please re-transmit
llanwydd: ure speling is gowing heighwyre
Bunnyboy: Oh, the radio thang. Well, Papoon, of course. He's gonna pull it out in Florida.
Bunnyboy: And there won't be a dry seat in the house.
cease: saltue my boots, instead of salute my boobs
Dexter Fong: Just like Jim Morrison?
cease: lol dex
Bunnyboy: OK, zip!
||||||||| Bunnyboy departs at 11:57 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
llanwydd: LOL Bunny
Dexter Fong: Buny zipped
Dexter Fong: Save time, no more double consanants i.e. Buny ziped
llanwydd: no more double consonants?!!!
cease: what a bun
Dexter Fong: what a bumer
TXTweeny: Boot to tghe Head
TXTweeny: the
TXTweeny: Want a bomber? Carry On :-)
Dexter Fong: Bad to tghe Boot
cease: thanks dex
TXTweeny: Carry On is probably one of my favorite songs
||||||||| 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..
cease: wow, i didn mixspel
cease: the csny song, tween?
cease: one of my faves o f that era
TXTweeny: They say that Stills taught Hendrix acoustic gtr
llanwydd: where will you be tomorrow
cease: i mete my first singfing that song with her
TXTweeny: Expect that that the favor was returned ;)
TXTweeny: Carry On
cease: i think henkdrix leafrned from lots of folks
cease: i mean tghe csny song
llanwydd: the questions of a thousand dreams
cease: carry on, love is ocming
Dexter Fong: Little walter
TXTweeny: Mannassas, if you're into Stills :-)
Dexter Fong: oops I mean litle walter
cease: i was then, but thats ong ago, twen
llanwydd: crosby and nash together were quite good as well
cease: i cn barely tolerate music now
TXTweeny: Saw Manassas x2 at Columbia, MD
TXTweeny: That was early 70's
cease: columbs sure got a lot of cities nanmed after him
TXTweeny: I live in Austin
llanwydd: yes molasses is good if your into stills. you can make rum
Dexter Fong: He was here early and trademarked em
TXTweeny: Columbia, MD was of course, the first "planned" community
TXTweeny: Churches, schools, housing
cease: i kinda remember who he was, tween
Dexter Fong: Tween: You mean "planed"
cease: how so?
llanwydd: I think that may have been a more ancient concept, cat
cease: lol dex
TXTweeny: Planoed ole Texans?
cease: sprerring can be funful
cease: oui oui,m llna
TXTweeny: Blow up a building in OK
TXTweeny: See how fast ;)
cease: the cat is an ancient concetp in human conciousness.
cease: i want to go tot egypt and see
TXTweeny: (cease gets out his ouiji board)
llanwydd: I want to see the world too
cease: i see,i am soon to be a sailor
cease: and while im sailng with the air amercians, i will tlel them of firesign
cease: rwther thqan giving them stuff, i think there should be some kinda place they can down load stuff from
Dexter Fong: Cat where does this cruise embark from and go to?
cease: im not a salesman and they dont even have a producft
cease: but some more firsing bits iinthe air america mix could benefit both
TXTweeny: League of Extrordinary Gentlemen
cease: san dieog, cabok, mazatl,an, pv, home
cease: last week of feb
Dexter Fong: Tween: saw that...ridiculous but kinda fun
cease: looks warm
TXTweeny: Always was a fan of Jules Verne
cease: i can swwim with dolphins, maybe
llanwydd: I've never read verne
Dexter Fong: And thrash with the sharks
TXTweeny: Patrick Stewart makes a pretty good Jules Verne character
llanwydd: I know tween
cease: i got a verne novel for a prize whne i was in 6th grade
cease: 20,00-0 leagues
cease: been sf fan ever since
llanwydd: tween are you referring to Return to the Center of the Earth?
TXTweeny: They hate war, so they will make war that's beyond imagination
Dexter Fong: They're going again?
TXTweeny: Go? Away?
Dexter Fong: Neigghh
Dexter Fong: or neigh
TXTweeny: Bluher!
Dexter Fong: Frau Bluher Rae
Dexter Fong: Beter than SONY
TXTweeny: Journey was done by Rick in front of the freakin' Queen
llanwydd: I didn't know the queen saw that show
llanwydd: is she a Yeshead?
TXTweeny: Don't say that everybody from Africa is the same :(
TXTweeny: Shia Queen?
Dexter Fong: No Tween, just dresses loud
TXTweeny: Ah, Rick playing Merlin The Magician in quad
TXTweeny: (9 Minis)
llanwydd: yeah that's a quirky little tune isn't it?
TXTweeny: rofl
TXTweeny: sure it isn't dvorak?
cease: yes. i used to love yex in 73 or so
cease: when i was young, i was music
llanwydd: I grew up on Yes
llanwydd: I still revere them as number 1 in music
Dexter Fong: Tween: Rickman used a dvorak keyboard on his minis
TXTweeny: In her white lace...
TXTweeny: Rick and Keith would have a fun contest lol
Dexter Fong: ..in a white place...and her plain face
llanwydd: tween was quoting Yes, Dex
TXTweeny: The reign falls on the plain...
cease: yes was a pleasure. al lthat keyboard
cease: ii used to lplay the piano. long ago
llanwydd: I saw them three times at Madison Square Garden
cease: like jack nicholeson in 5 easy pieces
llanwydd: too bad the last time I saw them they didn't have Jon
cease: were they dif, each time, lolna?
TXTweeny: Heerrreees, Johnny Srtikes Up The Band lol
TXTweeny: Strikes
llanwydd: just about each time
TXTweeny: What differ? rent
TXTweeny: Out on a tear
llanwydd: they have reformed with the classic "line-up" though
TXTweeny: Union?
TXTweeny: (8 Yesmen)
llanwydd: no, tween. they are now jon, steve, chris, alan and rick and have been since 1996
TXTweeny: Well, then you know ABWH
llanwydd: yeah, I have the album on cassette
TXTweeny: Welcome to the future...
cease: the future is no faire to anybody
cease: we come from death and it echoes
TXTweeny: Deflate your shoes and follow the rubber line to your seat
llanwydd: and synch in
TXTweeny: Wakeman did Cat Stevens' "Morining is Broken"
TXTweeny: Mr. Death? I didn't eat the salmon mouse....
llanwydd: I knew that, tween but not until after I had heard the song many times
TXTweeny: "Morning Is Broken"
llanwydd: you didn't use canned salmon did you?
TXTweeny: Serious English
TXTweeny: Oh, I'm so sorry...
TXTweeny: brb
llanwydd: I love that line..."Oh, I'm so embarrassed"
llanwydd: she just killed her dinner guests and that's all she can say
llanwydd: and the terrible chat drought continues
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| cease - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: well to anyone who is still here, good night and see you next week
TXTweeny: Later, gators :-)
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| TXTweeny - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood leads TXTweeny in through the front door at 3:10 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| It's 3:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| TXTweeny - dead from the common cold
||||||||| 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
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
H. Stones
Hemlock Stones
Honey Sanchez
Tor Hershman
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