A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for February 21, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Outside, the 8:42 AM uptown bus from Washington pulls away, leaving Firebroiled coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Firebroiled: Back from the shadows again!
Out where an In-jun’s your friend!
Where the veg’tables are green,
And you can pee into the stream
Yes, we’re back from the Shadows again!

Howdy, everybody!
Ah’m the Whisperin’ Squash . . .

Firebroiled: Speak up Whispern' . .
||||||||| Around 8:43 AM, Firebroiled walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (7:06 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Nick'
||||||||| At 7:07 PM, ah,clem rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Mudhead', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:33 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| "Hey Mudhead!" ... Mudhead turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:46 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood leads wake inside, makes a note of the time (8:55 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'llanwydd', just granted probation at 8:56 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: here we are a week older
wake: yeeeeaaaap
llanwydd: how ya bin?
wake: any wiser? ------> holds up hand weakly
llanwydd: I hope so
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:58 PM, dragging Dexter Fong by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
wake: oh geeees ... you don't want to know
llanwydd: Hey Dex!
wake: ng.
llanwydd: don't want to know! that's a british expression. are you...?
wake: greets DF
||||||||| Catherwood ushers cease 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.
cease: hey
Dexter Fong: Wish Merlyn were hear to fix firebroiled's grafitti
llanwydd: Hey Cat!
wake: nah... from PA.
Dexter Fong: Hi Wake, and llan
llanwydd: aha
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 21, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
llanwydd: the graffiti isn't bothering me somehow
llanwydd: I don't see it
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Mudhead into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:01 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: Hey muddy!
Dexter Fong: I'm okay now, but when first joined it used up too many lines, couldn't see bottom of page
wake: What graffiti?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Mudd
llanwydd: but then I don't like graffiti. never cared for italian food
Mudhead: that was my problem also
Dexter Fong: Llan; Graffitti is a whatsa they put ina your pemcile
Dexter Fong: or pencile
llanwydd: yep datsa right
wake: when I sneeze I say "foccacia" just to spite them
Dexter Fong: No dis is a right
llanwydd: that reminds me I 've been watching chico and his bros this eve
Dexter Fong hits llanwydd with roundhouse right
Dexter Fong: Chico has brothers, I only knew about "the man"
llanwydd: yeah him to
cease: i'm off tomorrow morning. hope to get more firesign on air america
llanwydd: spelled the same but two different pronuncs
cease: and speaking of which, what is this unfiresign on cni?
Dexter Fong: Cat: You're cruise starts tomorrow?
Dexter Fong: It's the opening a ct
wake: Where to? cease?
llanwydd: must be fst related whatever it is
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:05 PM and doctec sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Cat: YOu about to be taking uh speedy uh moto-cruiser?
doctec: i feel i've been here before....
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc, glad to see you again
llanwydd: Hey Doc!
doctec: hi
doctec: well, gotta go
doctec: see ya later
Dexter Fong: que pasa Senor Doctorare
doctec: ok, just kidding....
llanwydd: nite doc
wake: Lemme peal that grape for you , doc...
cease: hey doc
cease: yes, though i dont know how speedy it is
Mudhead: Mines up right now!
doctec: cue groucho singing "hello, i must be going"
cease: ah, bozos
||||||||| Catherwood ushers NeoTween in through the front door at 9:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
doctec: that grape is a-peeling
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem
NeoTween: hello
llanwydd: Hey Tween
Dexter Fong: Neo Politween?
||||||||| ah,clem tiptoes in around 9:07 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
doctec: are you the one?
ah,clem: good evening all
NeoTween: More like stuck in The Matrix ;)
cease: looking forward to my dinner at a ritzy restaurant overlooking san diego airport tomorrow night
cease: hi ah
Dexter Fong: Evening Clem, nice to be aboard again
NeoTween: Sounds like fun
llanwydd: I hear san diego has been getting minor earthquakes lately
Mudhead: You are lookin kinda straight and knotty there Dex
cease: there's a vid on the restaurant website of planes flying outside the window
cease: i'll try not to die, llan
Dexter Fong: Wow!!Clem's giving "shout outs"!
NeoTween: NE Nevada had a #6 yesterday, I do believe
cease: there is a LOT of nick danger
Dexter Fong: Who's he talking too?
llanwydd: as I say, three minor earthquakes recently
Dexter Fong: Those damn minors, they won't stop digging till it all collapses
llanwydd: I heard about that too tween
doctec: take a gram of dramamine, you'll be fine
NeoTween: Kind of unusual for NV, I do believe
Dexter Fong: or take a dram of grammamine
NeoTween: Burgeers and a dramamine milkshake?
llanwydd: they felt it in utah
doctec: nevada earthquakes, portent of things to come
NeoTween: So they said, LL
Mudhead: ahh, old Gramma Dram
cease: doc, did you get my message about where to put the bit's shoes vid?
llanwydd: yeah not much can fall over in NV unless you push it hard enough
doctec: btw if you are into investing, go for the alternative energy companies - the next bubble - http://harpers.org/archive/2008/02/0081908
NeoTween: You mean like it's time to buy shorline property near Las Vegas?
doctec: cat: yeah, was just logging into the site now
Dexter Fong whistles "I'm forever blowing Bubbles
cease: steph's bro jeremy, who did the music for Box of Time, may be doing some music for it so i thought i'd get that piece up so he'll be able to hear the original music
Mudhead: Im puttin all my funds into moleskins
doctec: it should go into the "remembering beetochan" page?
cease: and i bet Bubbles is very happy about that fact, dex
Dexter Fong: Mud: We put the family silver in moleskins...they don't tarnish
cease: no, the nihongo mo page
doctec: or should it be a link on the main "nihongo mo" page?
NeoTween: lol Mud
doctec: ah
cease: i want all the japanese stuff on that page
doctec: ered
doctec: asked and answered
doctec: thank you
NeoTween: I'm heavily invested in pignut oil
llanwydd: I missed the lunar eclipse because it was just too cold to stand outside
cease: any oil will make you rich, tween
Dexter Fong: I'm up to my ass in sanitary Landfill
llanwydd: and I couldn't see it from the window
NeoTween: That's a very good article on 'bubbles' - thanks
llanwydd: but I saw one the night I arrived in my hometown 16 years ago
Mudhead: DoD put out a very poor video of the satellite missle collision
NeoTween: Yeah, crude was over $100/bbl yesterday
Dexter Fong: Crudeness i
NeoTween: Probably faked, Mud ;)
Dexter Fong: *is* a treasured commodity
||||||||| "9:15 PM? 9:15 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bubba's Brain should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bubba's Brain enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
llanwydd: now there is some kind of poison gas orbiting the earth
Bubba's Brain: Hey all.
NeoTween: Hey Bubba
Dexter Fong: Hi Bubba
llanwydd: Hey Bub!
cease: hi bub
Mudhead: "Bright light in sky frightens natives"
doctec: hey bb
NeoTween: We'll see what comes down in the next few days
llanwydd: there is a cd skipping on npr at this moment
llanwydd: well it skipped briefly
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bubba's Brain: Hey NeoDexLLcatMudDoc.
NeoTween: yeah Mud
llanwydd: maybe I should call them
NeoTween: Hi P
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
doctec: we are all one
Principalpoop: a thin shiver ran up my spine
cease: i assume it isnt All Things Firesign?
llanwydd: Hey Princ!
cease: hi poop
Bubba's Brain: That's called "New Music" Llan.
doctec: surrounded by a thin thin thin 16mm shiver
NeoTween: I've been watching Obama & Clinton debate at UT/Austin
Principalpoop: then give me some of our money
NeoTween: Pretty good actually, but I sure wish Ron Paul was up there with them
Principalpoop: ahh the thin man, oh nicky
cease: i'm thninking of taking that album on the cruise, maybe turn air america on to the fact that the firesign are still alive and relavent
llanwydd: no it's some elderly woman singing jazz
Mudhead: I saw the Dharma and Greg rally there
Principalpoop: what?
NeoTween: Yeah, what skip? lol Bubba
llanwydd: she must be about 90
NeoTween: Good idea cease
Principalpoop: 90 what?
doctec: cat: take atf, immortality and bride
NeoTween: lol Mud
Principalpoop: catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Principalpoop and asks "How may I be of service?"
llanwydd: 90 words per minute
cease: i mentioned earlier bringing a cd of firesign bits to give to thom hartmann but i get the impression he already knows firesign pretty well
Principalpoop: that is a lot of words
Bubba's Brain: Freezing rain and sleet in Indiana.
NeoTween: Boom Dot Bust might be appropriate these days ;)
cease: not boom dot bust, doc? i think that is particularly relavent, with the subprime crisis, ad nauseum
Dexter Fong: Cat: Give him the FST Official Membership Quiz
cease: you think bride too? hmm
doctec: it's relevant but not as funny
Principalpoop: calling for freezing rain and sleet tonight in SW virginia
NeoTween: Sounds like February in IN, allright
cease: ok, good point.
ah,clem: snow and sleet in Va tonight, (predicted), after 1 am
NeoTween: BTW Bubba - have put off moving for the time being
doctec: but hey, what do i know? i'm just one schmoe with an opinion
doctec: my opinion and $3.50 gets you a latte at starbucks
Dexter Fong: Slow and sneety here
Bubba's Brain: Of all the weekends to pick up stakes...
cease: last week i heard hartmann play a parody song and then complain that the firesign did it better with Back FRom the Shadows
Principalpoop: i will tell you if it shows up here before 12 ahh, clem
wake: dare I mention politics?
NeoTween: Good for him
cease: that convinced me not to make a sampler for him, though i will discuss the lads with Thom and if he plays more firesign cuz of it, i've been successful
Principalpoop: Where am I? I better check.
Bubba's Brain: No, Tween. We are moving this weekend, unless its too icy to drive.
llanwydd: schmoe? are you related to schlarry and schkurley?
cease: i
NeoTween: Dare Wake, dare
doctec: cat: hartmann's observation leads me to believe he knows their old stuff better than their new stuff
Principalpoop: are you a populist or ogliarchist?
cease: i'm not even sure thom, who is the same age as me, recognized the orignal tune Back in the Saddle, Gene Autrey's old theme song
doctec: antichrist and proud of it!
Mudhead: Red state or Blue state Bubba?
NeoTween: I meant me, Bubba. Was considering moving back to IN in March, but have put it off.
cease: good point doc, which is why i'm bringing atf, but yes immortality is as good as their old stuff, in my opinion, and much newer
Principalpoop: no, you have to believe in christ to be anti-christ, same with satanists
NeoTween: lol Doc
wake: I don't like Billary. Not so fond of Obama either.
llanwydd: I assume a populist is an opium addict
Principalpoop: not back to the shadows again
Dexter Fong: llan: And the young ones are called poppets
NeoTween: Who would you like to see, if any, Wake?
Bubba's Brain: Oh, sorry, misread. We are actually moving within B-town this weekend. Landpeople are coming back from Thailand.
Principalpoop: no, that is somebody that votes according to polls
NeoTween: lol LL
Bubba's Brain: Got moving on the brain.
llanwydd: lol
wake: Are they the best the Dems can do???
NeoTween: I heard Bloomington has really grown since I moved to TX 13 years ago.
Principalpoop: beat them with a thai stick
||||||||| Outside, the 9:23 PM bus from Minneapolis pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bubba's Brain: Got everything in boxes. And in middle of it all had two job interviews today.
Principalpoop: cough cough M
llanwydd: Jey Merl!
Dexter Fong: Hey Merlyn
cease: a job interview in a box? hopefully a big one
NeoTween: What a terrible misuse, P ;)
cease: hi merl
Dexter Fong: Jay?
Merlyn: hello dere
NeoTween: Hi Merlyn
llanwydd: I'm mexican tonight
Bubba's Brain: Lots of new highrise apartments springing up, Tween.
NeoTween: Quite the busy guy, eh Bubba?
llanwydd: no actually I jit the wrong key
Principalpoop: hollo
wake: I like Ron Paul but he makes too much sense to ever get elected.
Merlyn: it's the mexican air force
Bubba's Brain: Yes, cat. Just add water.
Merlyn: going to make some grub
NeoTween: Probably wouldn't recognize the downtown
Bubba's Brain: Tween: yeah. My head is about to explode.
Dexter Fong: Grubs again?
Principalpoop: don't waste your vote, folks did not struggle and die for you to waste your vote
NeoTween: Ditto, Wake
doctec: i think putting up a both a black and a woman as front-runner candidates is a pretty gutsy move on the part of the dems - sure beats john "milquetoast" kerry, by a mile!
llanwydd: grubs again. grumble grumble
Principalpoop: grumble grumble
NeoTween: True, Doc
Principalpoop: which is which?
doctec: over two centuries of white male presidents - and the dems thumb their noses at the tradition. not too shabby imho
NeoTween: I'd hate to see Bill behind the scenes calling the shots, though
cease: on the nbc news, a piece about al capone
llanwydd: don't know what the big deal is about obama being black. who cares?
Dexter Fong: His mamma did
llanwydd: besides he won't be the first black president. he's only half black
wake: Believe me... my respect for NY voters dropped into the cellar when they elected Billary.
NeoTween: He'd probably be OK, but Ron Paul would actually change things
doctec: i like obama because (a) he can put two sentences together and (b) he has a repuatation as a coalition builder, which we need right now
NeoTween: Hope he runs as an independent
NeoTween: Very true, Doc
cease: the more i hear about obama, the more i like him
Principalpoop: he is another harvard grad, they make radicals there
llanwydd: I am a new york voter, wake. don't blame me. I didn't vote for her
cease: his non-proliferation bill is particularly good
Dexter Fong: Better Ron Paul thean Ralph Nadir
NeoTween: Well, we'll know about the TX primary in a couple of weeks.
wake: Talk about a put up deal! She never even lived in NY. The party pushed aside two valid NY candidates so she could run.
NeoTween: The pundits are writing her off if she can't win here
cease: we've been here for 30 minutes and no one has mentioned the mccain scandal?
NeoTween: Ralph Nader would be a wonderful Secretary of Transportation
wake: You know what I mean then ll.
NeoTween: A lousy President
llanwydd: I think I am likely to vote for obama
Principalpoop: wha dee doo dah
cease: i think it would have been the first thing out of bergman's mouth, if her were here
llanwydd: if ron paul had a chance I would probably vote for him instead
Principalpoop: chomsky as president? who do you want there?
cease: what should gore do in a dem administration? epa?
llanwydd: it's not much of a scandal, cat
NeoTween: lol I like Chomsky, but nooooooooooooo
cease: i liked randi rhodes take on the mccan mistress this aft
Merlyn: Anyone have ideas for Papoon for Prez cafepress stuff?
NeoTween: Chomsky for Secretary of Education :)
NeoTween: Is there anything to it, cease?
cease: i was talking to a freind last night who never pays attention to american politics and he was telling me about it. i was shocked
wake: I don't care about a persons private life. The question is ---> does he stand for the people or is he a pawn for big bussiness?
Principalpoop: shocked I say
NeoTween: Hadn't heard about that, Merlyn
NeoTween: The latter, in Mr. McCain's case
llanwydd: I would rather vote for the entire administration
llanwydd: not just the president
Principalpoop: bernie sanders? pelosi?
cease: sure puts the whole mccan finegold legistlation in a new light.
NeoTween: You're going to have Papoon run in this election?
cease: i hope that gets press coverage, and not just on air america
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Johnny Piano in through the front door at 9:32 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
NeoTween: Sanders is great
NeoTween: Hey JP
Johnny Piano: One organism, one vote!
Principalpoop: at least papoon is not insane and not responsible
cease: hi johnny
Principalpoop: hi JP
Dexter Fong: JP!!
Johnny Piano: The guaranteed Annual Year!
NeoTween: On Man, One Channel!
Mudhead: I say "dont vote!..It only encourages them!"
cease: i spend too much time around insane people as it is
llanwydd: Hey Johnny
NeoTween: lol Mud
Principalpoop: outcast woman
Johnny Piano: Yeah, Merlyn - Papoon stuff on Cafe Press sounds marvelous...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Boney close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:33 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
Johnny Piano: Hi all. Been sick...bronchitis...ugh. At least not the flu
wake: WOW .... what a crowd!!!
cease: boney
Dexter Fong: Hi Boney
llanwydd: Hey Boney!
Boney: cease
Principalpoop: we need something to make papoon relevant to todays generation, get him on american idol?
Principalpoop: ugh JP, hope you are better
Boney: Dexter, llanwydd
Bubba's Brain: Dont encourage them, it only confuses them.
Johnny Piano: Much, thank you PP
NeoTween: Hope you're feeling better JP
Principalpoop: bonne boney
NeoTween: Evenin' Boney
Principalpoop: PP sounds like something from a Jack Parr joke
Boney: PP... That's the same initials as Philip Proctor
Johnny Piano: Oh, you think that ANYONE that watches AI would even remote grasp the concept of the Nat'l Surrealist Party? Don't go there...
Johnny Piano: Oops...remotely.
Principalpoop: grab the remote
NeoTween: It would be over their heads, for sure
Johnny Piano: I'm sure they grasp remote quite well, on the other hand
NeoTween: lol JP
Boney: International Surrealist Party or ISP
Dexter Fong: I can never find my remote..it's always under something or down in the cushins
llanwydd: brb
Boney: Oxnard Interplanetary Airport
Principalpoop: get him a guest shot as a corpse on one of the many forensic science shows?
Johnny Piano: Nice one, Boney
Principalpoop: i have been to oxnard
Johnny Piano: Ooh, good, Poop - bag and all!
Boney: Catherwood, get me a decent bar scotch
||||||||| Catherwood gets Boney a decent bar scotch.
Dexter Fong: Papoon: Dancing with the Stars
Johnny Piano: I'd like a Scotch bar too, please, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Johnny Piano and queries "Would you like something?"
NeoTween: He needs to date Lindsey Lohan, P
Principalpoop: i like it fong
Johnny Piano: Never mind, you addle-pated twit
Principalpoop: she is dated already I think
Dexter Fong: He can do some of the old favorites like, St. Vitus waltz, and the Tourette
NeoTween: clem is fading fast, both in chat and on the air ;)
Johnny Piano: Lohan is certainly dappled (and dabbled)
Principalpoop: it is nice to be had
doctec: chomsky would never run for prez, his thesis is that the corporations actually run the govt - for him the idea of being prez would be an exercise in futility
ah,clem: shatterpatted?
wake: there' the buzz word of the new century so far... FORENZIC sick of hearing it akshully.
NeoTween: Why we desperately need campaign finance reform
Boney: Oxnard... I stayed in a beach house next to the beach house that belonged to the wife of Richard Nixon's press secretary Ron Ziegler
Principalpoop: i need more exercise, futile or not
doctec: ok cat, bon odori dance youtube vid/link is up
NeoTween: CSI White House - who done it?
Bubba's Brain: wos.... a buzz word I hadn't heard yet... what's it all about alfie?
Johnny Piano: Do a forensic search for Bush's brain
Bubba's Brain: wow, not wos
Boney: if you remember Ron Ziegler, you're old
Dexter Fong: Doc: How is Lili?
Principalpoop: i can dig it, for sure, totally
NeoTween: One of the reasons I liked Paul's campaign so much. A real grassroots financing campaign over the internet
NeoTween: That too JP
Principalpoop: i liked ron
NeoTween: Probably remote controlled by Karl Rove
Principalpoop: i liked ike
llanwydd: I'm not old but I remember the name ron ziegler
NeoTween: As Wake said, he makes too much sense to be elected
Principalpoop: strangely enough, nixon was the one
Johnny Piano: I much prefer CSI: Wentzville (home of G. Papoon)
Boney: it's a funny name
wake: forensic this and forensic that... what a load of balogna.
llanwydd: nixon administration wasn't it?
Boney: the Ziegler beach house in Oxnard
Johnny Piano: Please, no forensic analysis on bologna
NeoTween: These people have made the Nixon administration look like boy scouts
Boney: Catherwood, get me another decent bar scotch
||||||||| Catherwood gets Boney another decent bar scotch.
Dexter Fong: A forensic examination of this bologna reveals that it entered the country illegally
cease: speaking of danger, i see hugo chavez has taken to calling bush Mr Danger
cease: i wonder if he's ever heard firesign?
Johnny Piano: Boney is in the process of Scotchguarding himself
Bubba's Brain: oh... I thought you meant that forenzic with a Z was its own new thing...
doctec: dex: lili is doing pretty well these days
cease: he might find the deputy dan piece amusing
llanwydd: chavez is a funny guy
||||||||| At 9:42 PM, doctec scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Outside, the 9:42 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving doctec coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
cease: good to hear, doc
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:42 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs doctec by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Cat: Chavez's street name is Pico Alverado
Principalpoop: wb doc
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:43 PM, dragging doctec by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Boney: the best defense is a decent bar scotch
||||||||| doctec leaves at 9:43 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..."
NeoTween: that would be funny, cease
llanwydd: funny looking too
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:43 PM and late as usual, it's doctec, just back from Billville."
doctec: ok that
Johnny Piano: Doctec seems to be the Multiple Identity poster child tonight.
doctec: ok that's better
Dexter Fong: Thanks Doc, it's been awhile and..well you know...we worry
Principalpoop: he found his way out of east LA, they can find their way back
NeoTween: Imagine find out that Castro was a Firesign fan
Bubba's Brain: knock knock,doc.
doctec: dex: lili is doing pretty well these days
Merlyn: he's going in & out like anything
Principalpoop: super news doc
doctec: (that's the third time i had to type that in, it wouldn't take for some reason)
NeoTween: finding
Boney: I never saw Ron Ziegler in Oxnard
wake: Oh yes.. they are using "forensic" accounting methods"! What a laff.
NeoTween: ditto P
doctec: oh, so NOW the stuff i typed in earlier shows up
Bubba's Brain: In and out and in and out.. well the musics alright... and they're playin all night...
doctec: wtf!?!?!?!?!
Merlyn: good to hear doc
Johnny Piano: Sounds like a marquee sign, Boney!
Principalpoop: what was nixons place out there? ahhh san clemente
Bubba's Brain: Good news, doc.
Boney: Casa Pacifica
doctec: ya hit reload and you don't see what you expect, i.e. nonoe of my posts
NeoTween: Catherwood, please stop messing with Doc's typing
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to NeoTween and says "Someone mention my name?"
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's san Clamarone
Principalpoop: your doing the time warp waltz doc
doctec: i leave, come back in - and now my font is screwed up
Boney: Way south in Orange County
cease: thats where san clamerone comes from, i gather
Johnny Piano: Ron Ziegler in OXNARD!...from Paranoid Pictures
Merlyn: lock & reload
doctec: so i have to leave and come back two more times until the font and number of lines are right
Mudhead: ..
Principalpoop: no, don't touch that font
NeoTween: Weird, Doc
doctec: merl: how difficult would it be to set a cookie in the browser that remembers the last chat settings used?
Boney: near where the swallows come home
Principalpoop: no, that is capichino
Johnny Piano: White chocolate macadamia nut cookie, Merlyn
doctec: i'd look into it but my life these days is consumed with day job work
Principalpoop: which one has the milk foam?
Merlyn: not very I think, doc
Boney swallows his bar scotch. It all comes home.
doctec: not much time for non-paying web site work
Bubba's Brain: I added Lili on LinkedIn recently, doc. "They're in everyone's network"
Merlyn: but you can really just set a bookmark when you log in and use the bookmark
wake: Next thing will be "forensic plumbers" and "forensic manicurists"
Principalpoop: i am going to try that M, brb
||||||||| "Hey Principalpoop!" ... Principalpoop turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:47 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Johnny Piano: I'm doing an autopsy on someone's fingernails
||||||||| "9:48 PM? 9:48 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits in the comfy chair.
NeoTween: Doubtless, wake
doctec: the ten hour days, late-night calls with the india crew and the need to spend weekend time on work projects definitely puts a crimp on any outside-of-work activities
llanwydd: there's a song called Mississippi Goddam on NPR right now
Principalpoop: fantastic, yeah M
Bubba's Brain: yikes, doc.
llanwydd: some kind of old-time jazz
doctec: and as the small company i work for continues to grow, it's just going to get worse
cease: i assumed you were very busy, doc
NeoTween: Hey, didn't you know the 80-hour workweek is standard now, Doc?
Principalpoop: use the peter principles
doctec: the good news: i am getting more and more acclimated to visual studio, c#, windows and dynamic web site development and sql server 2005
cease: good to hear, doc
Bubba's Brain: How's the C# learning curve going, doc?
Principalpoop: sounds pinko commie to me
doctec: tween: no but if you hum a few bars.....
Mudhead: well, Im thankful you could make it tonite doctec
Bubba's Brain: Oh, never mind. You just answered.
llanwydd: 80 hours is about half a week
wake: It doesn't matter what the original meaning of the word is. Once it becimes a buzz word, everybody uses it how they like.
doctec: bb: not too bad - i'm weak on the javascript front tho, and my asp.net skills are still, shall we say, nascent
Johnny Piano: I don't like C# - how about we call it Db instead?
doctec: is that high c or vitamin d
Principalpoop: that is phat wake
llanwydd: I can't see too sharp either
Boney: c minus
doctec: i seem to have carved out a niche for myself on the database and sql front tho
doctec: i've taken to stored procedure programming quite well
NeoTween: lol JP
Johnny Piano: I seem to recall a symphony in that key, Boney
Bubba's Brain: I took a stab at learning C#, and got a good familiarity with the syntax, etc, but so much of it has to do with knowing .net
ah,clem: a c minus is a b
Boney: a c note
NeoTween: Sounds like the way to go, Doc. Eliminate redundancy as much as possible.
Johnny Piano: What grade scale are you working with, Ahclem?
Principalpoop: canned man
Bubba's Brain: so, what does that make C++, clem?
Dexter Fong: abie c the d?
doctec: bb: yes, c# and .net are heavily intertwined
Dexter Fong: he shot herself
NeoTween: abie normal?
doctec: fortunately for me, i have some windows dev experience in my past - did visual basic and powerbuilder back in the mid 90s (when they both SUCKED as development environments)
Dexter Fong: One of my favorite lines
Johnny Piano: Abie the Fish Man
doctec: so the c#/.net learning curve has not been insurmountable
ah,clem: c++ is a d
Boney: Catherwood get me a C note and a key
||||||||| Catherwood gets Boney a c note and a key.
llanwydd: Abie the fish man is from animal crackers. I remember that
Principalpoop: but do you know the way to San Jose? I've been away so long
Johnny Piano: Doubleplusgood
NeoTween: Be flat, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "I'll be flat from now on!"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood get me a Chicken D Light
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dexter Fong a chicken d light.
llanwydd: I almost watched that tonight but I watched duck soup instead
doctec: jp: exactimundo!
NeoTween: haven't seen Animal Crackers in a while
Principalpoop: i downloaded arsenic and old lace and watched it, wow
NeoTween: Hail Freedonia!!
Dexter Fong: I had some zweibach last night
Boney: Catherwood get the munchies
||||||||| Catherwood hands the munchies.
NeoTween: Also very good, but haven't seen it in years
Principalpoop: no johnny, not melbourne again please
ah,clem: good old film
Johnny Piano: You must have been vaccinated with a phonograph needle - you haven't stopped talking since I got here
llanwydd: I love the sets in animal crackers. very elegant in a sort of neo-artnouveau style
NeoTween: Did it give you indigestion, Dex?
NeoTween: Yeah Johhny, lol
Boney: Catherwood get the elbow
||||||||| Catherwood hands the elbow.
Dexter Fong: Tween": Nope
Dexter Fong: It haelped with my teething
llanwydd: you gotta take up the tax before you can take up the carpet
Principalpoop: run spiro run
Johnny Piano: You can leave in a taxi....you can leave in a huff. If that's too soon, you can leave in a minute and a huff.
Dexter Fong: A Shaggy rug joke
llanwydd: if ethyl runs out get mabel
Principalpoop: you have the brain of an 8 year old, and he was glad to rid of it
NeoTween: Yeah JP, some really great lines
doctec: take a card ... keep it i've got 51 left
Johnny Piano: Truly priceless, Tween
Boney: Be a doormat, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "I'll be a doormat"
Dexter Fong: 52 if there's a joker in there
Mudhead: I have the brain of a 10 year old, in a jar on my mantle
Merlyn: did someone call me schnorer?
llanwydd: boston and philadelphia manage to be in two places at once
Principalpoop: be a teacup catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "I'll try..."
Principalpoop: bob or les?
NeoTween: "It's a gala day for you!!" "A gala day's enough for me. Don't think I could handle any more..."
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Not lately
||||||||| Catherwood leads Fred inside, makes a note of the time (9:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: everyone on the radio is in 2 places at once
Principalpoop: hi fred
wake: I can see you bending over the stove... but I can't see the stove.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood has a whole new order of replies
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
cease: fred?
NeoTween: _That's_ what happened to Bush's brain...
doctec: we took pictures of the native girls but they were'nt developed - so we're going back again in a couple of weeks!
cease: what is my father doing here?
Boney yells "Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!"
NeoTween: Hi Fred
llanwydd: "oh, your excellency"! "You're not so bad yourself"!
Johnny Piano: Keep your eyes peeled, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Johnny Piano and mumbles "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
NeoTween: lol Doc
Principalpoop: go to alabama, the tusk are looser there
cease: they grow tits in 2 weeks?
Dexter Fong: Fred? As in Hiyah Pal?
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, keep your eyes peeled
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Johnny Piano
doctec: you remind me of you - your eyes, your nose, your face - everything about you reminds me of you. except you. how do you account for that? (if she figures that one out, she's good!)
NeoTween groans at P
Mudhead: Im off all, not offal
Fred: As in pullthe curtain fred
ah,clem: booby chew?
cease: my6 father can't type. he couldnt be here
NeoTween: lol Doc
Boney: Catherwood, be a doormat from now on
||||||||| Catherwood says "I'll be a doormat from on from now on!"
Johnny Piano: Oh, I see...trying to get my goat are ya!
cease: by mud
NeoTween: Rest well, Mud
Mudhead: g'nite Mr & Mrs America, wherever you are!
cease: indeed, clem
llanwydd: didn't see you sneak in, fred. greetings!
Fred: Am I on?
llanwydd: nite muddy!
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:00 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mudhead by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Fred: Ahh A Union Member eh/
Johnny Piano: Hi-ho, Fred
Principalpoop: cough cough, is this thing on?
Merlyn: nite big muddy
Principalpoop: night mud
Johnny Piano: Just check that chromium switch
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bubba's Brain: Fffffffedback. Ssssssibilence. Ssssssibilence.
Dexter Fong: So long Muddy
doctec: telephone? this is 1870 - don ameche hasn't invented the telephone yet!
llanwydd: night mudhead
Boney: Catherwood, be completely ignored
||||||||| Catherwood says "I'll be completely ignored from now on!"
Fred: Well...this certainly isn't what I expected..
wake: I think he's gone now.
Johnny Piano: Hey, wasn't that Go West?
llanwydd: nite mud
Principalpoop: i did not know you were expecting fred
cease: are you new here, fred? or old fred
Dexter Fong: Doc: but he has invented the Phone company so you can charge ahead
Fred: Chromium switch? I'm not super stitches
Bubba's Brain: We all feel that when we grow up.
cease: the last time my father was new, world war 1 was going on
Boney cuts through the atmosphere with a bread knife
Johnny Piano: Old Fred...did you bring the Sub too?
Dexter Fong: Fred: Nobody ever doesn't expect it
Fred: I'm new here...trying to fnd my way in the darkness
llanwydd: didn't we meet in monte carlo the night you blew your brains out? how we laughed
cease: an old firesign fan, fred?
Principalpoop: move your hand fred, then, unless you mean business, then I will give you 20 minutes to stop that
Merlyn: just put your thumb on your script
Fred: If someone would just shine me a light
Bubba's Brain: Aren't we all.
doctec: give him a light and he'll follow it anywhere
Principalpoop: what?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, turn on the baby spot
||||||||| Catherwood turns on the baby spot.
Boney: Bad grammar. I'm having tense problems. Must be the caffeine
Fred: I can't move my hand my thumb is stuck in my script
Principalpoop: check your tent poles
Johnny Piano: Tense? Nerves?
Dexter Fong: Fred: Stand up slowly and move away from the script
Johnny Piano: I told them not to print the script on flypaper
llanwydd: bad gramma? is she in jail?
Fred: I always pay with czechs I never use poles
Principalpoop: ahh somebody mentioned ethyl, it happens every time
Merlyn: aw, you crazy. flies can't read papers
Fred: I red the fly by's
Johnny Piano: I'd like to buy back my introduction to you
cease: sounds like one of the pieces from Tales of the Old Detective
Principalpoop: don't make me go herzog/boscovia on you
doctec: tales of men's shirts
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, Bosco for everyone!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Johnny Piano and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Johnny Piano!"
cease: the shirt waste fire
Merlyn: I'll double your hello's back, JP
Boney: Piano, you play with fire
Johnny Piano: I know you are Catherwood, but what am I?
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Johnny Piano and mumbles "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring everyone a refreshing glass of Bosco
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a refreshing glass of bosco.
llanwydd: I remember bosco. haven't seen it in years
Fred: Johnny playing those black keys again?
Principalpoop: wait, did you every go by the moniker mister sandoz?
doctec: heironymous bosco, the hallucinogenic chocolate drink mix!
wake: I am a forensic Bosco mixer.
Johnny Piano: They get equal time, Fred
cease: but Faust
Principalpoop: no, equal is aspartartamine
Merlyn: hell and chocolate, doc
Fred: White keys were only 99.99% pure, though.
Dexter Fong: a message from the MASTER
wake: I like Bosco, it's good for you and me!
doctec: they go together like - well, hell and chocolate!
Johnny Piano: Mmmmm, hallucinogenic chocolate...Swiss by Hoffman
Fred: Get your Faust out of my face!
cease: i watched water from chocolate the other week, in prep for mexico trip
doctec: sweet and surreal - an unbeatable combination
Johnny Piano: Chocolate ergot
cease: too soapy for me
Dexter Fong: Choco-El-Es-Dee
Principalpoop: i was here faust
wake: I thought they quit making Bosco in 1965?
Fred: I have been to the Chocolatl springs...
cease: dwarf's original title was I'll be Hieronymous Bosch, but Faust
Dexter Fong: He shot herself
Johnny Piano: Only because Bosco got less attractive...
cease: or so i recall. merl will know
Merlyn: http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/f/f4/200px-Bosko's_Picture_Show.jpg
cease: and so will el. where's Elayne tonight?
Boney: Dr Tim is Faust in the hearts of his countrymen
Dexter Fong: and where's Stones and Honey?
Merlyn: something like that, car
wake: ???
Merlyn: cat*
Principalpoop: now is the time for all good ahh I give up
Dexter Fong: *cat*
Johnny Piano: I think it was "We'll Be Hieronymous Bosch In A Minute, But Faust..."
Principalpoop: making whoopi?
cease: that mus be it, jp
NeoTween: We're all Boscos on this bus
Boney: wake... Who died?
Merlyn: We'll be Hieronymus Bosch in Jest a Minute, but Faust
cease: everybody, eventually
doctec: now is the thyme for all good rem to some two the raid of there conned trees
llanwydd: yeah the hershey people were probably not too happy about bosco
Principalpoop: bosch, they made spark plugs
Johnny Piano: He's just in a mournful frame, Boney
cease: original chat member richard arnold turned me on to that.
cease: he sees the faust story in dwarf. i dont
Principalpoop: name dropper
Johnny Piano: Up the highway to Hershey...
cease: also one of the originators of www.moniqueishikawa.com
Johnny Piano: Speaking of plugs
Principalpoop: ahh at 20 :( gosh
Principalpoop: wrong chat JP
Principalpoop: hehe
cease: you're a musician, right, jp?
Johnny Piano: Nino knew you'd say that
cease: i deduce from name
Johnny Piano: Yes, cat, that's correct
Fred: Sew nice to be here...I must dew this again...
doctec: how the deuce do you deduce all dis?
cease: i just posted something on that site today i'm passing around musicians i know, jp
Fred: Every night?
Johnny Piano: Sew dew?
cease: you mussed, fred
Principalpoop: she'll be coming, around the mountain, when she comes
Johnny Piano: Thursdays, Fred
Boney: BarackObamaMania, anyone?
doctec: catherwood, ask fred to pull the curtain
||||||||| Catherwood ignores doctec
cease: there's a song they play at festival welcoming the dead back to their hometown, something they can dance to
Johnny Piano: Obamanation
Fred: Great...How dew all
NeoTween: That's a very cool plaque, cease
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, get Fred a Curtain PUller
||||||||| Catherwood gives fred a curtain puller.
Johnny Piano: You have it posted, cat?
Boney: Catherwood, be the closer of the curtain
||||||||| Catherwood says "I thought I was the closer of the curtain!"
Principalpoop: a piece of brickandbarack
doctec gets the cold shoulder from catherwood tonight
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside doctec and asks "Something I can help with?"
cease: the idea of my film project is to have my daughter's shoes dance in the bon odori, the welcome the dead dance, and then with variants of that music, her shoes do other things in tokyo and elsewhere
Bubba's Brain: Oh bama, Oh bama, lookin for my bama....
doctec: oh, so NOW your my pal cath? sheesh...
cease: doctec is going to post it, or has already.
Johnny Piano: La Dias De Muerte...
NeoTween: What a neat concept, cease
doctec: cat: it's already there
doctec: http://www.moniqueishikawa.com/nihongo/index.htm
Boney: Catherwood get the cold shoulder from doctec
||||||||| Catherwood hands the cold shoulder from doctec.
cease: if you go to the www.moniqueishikawa.com site and then to the japanese part of it which is called Nihngo Mo, there should be a vid called Bon Odori
cease: thanks, doc
||||||||| "Hey Fred!" ... Fred turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:15 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Boney: Catherwood get doctec the cold shoulder
||||||||| Catherwood gets doctec the cold shoulder.
Dexter Fong: A rather harsh exit for a newcomer
cease: yes my daughter loved dancing in the town's annual bon odori festival. her grandma was an enthusiastic dancer as well
doctec: why are my shoulders cold?
Boney: Catherwood hand doctec the cold shoulder
||||||||| Catherwood gives doctec the cold shoulder.
Johnny Piano: Oh, it's a puppet show!
llanwydd: sdfghjkl
Boney: Three's the charm
cease: Bit also loved shoes. as soon as I saw the Bon shoe store in Kamagaya when I went there for the first time in 15 years, I had the idea for the flick
doctec: or the ice show!
Principalpoop: ouch fong
Dexter Fong: Okay, I go now for quixk repark
Boney: ice puppets
Principalpoop: hail rita
Dexter Fong: Poop: You Bet!!
llanwydd: parking is such sweet sorrow
Johnny Piano: Difficult to articulate shoes as marionettes...
Boney: krita
cease: i think that voice was micahel packer
doctec: hari krita
cease: its great you do things in memory of klok, ah clem
cease: i like that this place has a sense of its own history
Johnny Piano: Hari Georgeson
NeoTween: Is that something traditional, cease?
Boney: meat puppets
Principalpoop: this place has sense?
cease: packer was i think the first person in the inner world of firesign i met.
cease: what, tween?
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| wake - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
doctec: cat: certainly one of the first, that's for sure
Boney: meat packer
cease: i think i met packer and elayne at the same time in the origial alt.firesign group in 93
NeoTween: the shoe dance, cease
Boney: in Minnesota
Principalpoop: what year was that cat?
cease: the dance is traditional. it's my idea to use bit's shoes, as marionettes. though that didnt come out too well, as yhou'll see
Boney: Don't play with your food
Johnny Piano: A much more convoluted version of clog dancing...
cease: 1993
cease: does that mean, My Heart, My Egg?
Principalpoop: uh oh, he took me seriously, I must be careful
Johnny Piano: Shoes are for industry, not puppetry
NeoTween: Just watched it...
Boney: forklift
Principalpoop: spoonrise
Boney: cattle prod
Principalpoop: zip purrs
Bubba's Brain: cattle proud!
Boney: spongiform puppetry
Johnny Piano: Cowpride
Boney: Mein furter, I can walk!
cease: i'm going to post the other shoe storeis when i return from mexico in march
Bubba's Brain: Cow poke - hey stop that!
Principalpoop: i am not saying we won't get our hair mussed
NeoTween: Speaking of really good movies
cease: this youtube is really proving useful
Johnny Piano: Or maybe hair moussed
doctec: i'm glad for that cat
NeoTween: Yeah, YouTube was a great idea
Boney: from China to Chino
doctec: "this is YOU TV - for You, the Viewer!"
Principalpoop: yah, you got water coming out of them and people coming out of them we really are using...
cease: itsd so easy to post vid now
Johnny Piano: If shoe tongues could talk...
cease: indeed doc
cease: our lads, at it again
Principalpoop: shoes have soles
Bubba's Brain: You tube, me tube, everybody tube tube.
NeoTween: They'd say, get your stinky feet outta here!
Johnny Piano: Stinkfoot...
cease: my wfie's neice, who just graduated from animation school is coming to visit the first week of march. i hope to get some ideas from her on how to animate shoes, etc
Principalpoop: yes? oops, I have not heard that name for years
||||||||| donk bounds in at 10:25 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Merlyn: shoenimation!
Principalpoop: stop bounding donk
Bubba's Brain: I'm a tube, he's a tube. she's a tube, we're a tube. Wouldn't you like to be a tube too?
cease: i want to re-shoot the shoes dancing against a blue screen, and then have them dance over tokyo
Bubba's Brain: Sounds like a shoe-in, cat.
cease: i shot footage from the 45tyh floor of two high rises in tokyo
Principalpoop: the tube world tour, a mighty important affair
Boney gives a noisy nose honk for donk
Johnny Piano: Stepped right into that one, Bubba
donk: sorry, me and superman, bound
Johnny Piano: Tres choet, mi amor
cease: maybve her shoes will turn into phones at the end
Principalpoop: i am bound, oops wrong chat
cease: er, is that plagiarism?
cease: i want to use the firesign line "shoes for industry, shoes for the dead" as intro bit
Boney: http://meatpuppets.com/puppets/
Johnny Piano: Considering there's a Get Smart movie coming out soon, that is dangerous territory you are treading, Cat
NeoTween: Pretty creative, cease
doctec: "...and he turned the soes into phones..." - one of my favorite biblical quotes
doctec: shoes note soes
Bubba's Brain: I always wondered what happened to peoples soles when the died.
NeoTween: Yea, and they did complain of their connectedness
cease: they went to that big shoe store in the sky
Johnny Piano: Reverend Dr. Scholl
Principalpoop: i collect them bubba hahahaha cough cough
Johnny Piano: What ever happened to the sole, brother?
Bubba's Brain: The Holy Church of the Great Cobbler.
Principalpoop: then there is the cycle or wheel theory, soles turn into fish
cease: i ate it.
doctec: urp
NeoTween: So _that's_ why there are points on your head, P
Johnny Piano: Probably carp
Principalpoop: nubs
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: nub is a word that does not get enough respect or exposure
Bubba's Brain: Sounds like somewhere between the Pastafarians and the Frisbeeterians...
Johnny Piano: Dem's some mean fiddlers...all three of 'em
cease: austin is such a good actor even bad dialogue cant slow him down.
ah,clem: ...
cease: unfortunately that isnt true of the actress
Principalpoop: wow
Principalpoop: this one is really something
Bubba's Brain: as opposed to nothing?
Boney wonders if it's another War Against the Cows
Principalpoop: if you are for it, I'm against it
Johnny Piano: Whatever it is, I'm against it
cease: whatever it is, i'm against it
Johnny Piano: Great minds, Cat
NeoTween: Whatever it is.... I'm against it
Principalpoop: i was paraphrasing, a pair of phrases facing
NeoTween: JP beat me to it
Johnny Piano: And Tween
doctec: "McCain: Lobbyist Did Not Force Me into Positions"
cease: fainlly doc
doctec: "Would Not Try Out New Positions at His Age, Mac Says"
Boney: War on Cows doesn't have the right ring to it
cease: i tried to bring it up earlier but no one was interested
NeoTween: lol Doc
Bubba's Brain: I'm sure he adopted those positions quite willingly.
doctec: (borowitzreport.com)
cease: i can imagine a proctor and bergman routine already
NeoTween: really lol
Johnny Piano: McCain's Kama Sutra
Principalpoop: like the guy at the whorehouse tied upside down with handcuffs on his arms and legs and the whore asks if he is comfortable and he replies' I make a living'
doctec: Mr. McCain's response did receive high marks from at least one Senate colleague, Sen. Larry Craig (R-Id.).
Johnny Piano: (rimshot)
NeoTween: good one, P
doctec: “I called John today to offer him my encouragement,” Sen. Craig said. “I said, ‘It’s hard, and it’s going to get harder, but stick it out.’”
cease: and he knows something about high marks
donk: lol
Johnny Piano: And low blows
||||||||| 10:35 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Principalpoop: i have a wide stance too
NeoTween: LOL Doc
llanwydd: am I still here
llanwydd: ?
Johnny Piano: No, llan...you are not here
Principalpoop: it is dreadful, I cannot sit down on a toilet now without thinking of senator craig
Boney: bovine karma suit raw
doctec: thank andy borowitz for that little gem
llanwydd: don't know what happened
Principalpoop: you are back llan
NeoTween: No, you're simulated, LL
Johnny Piano: You have a stall at home, Poop?
Boney: raw raw raw
Principalpoop: 3, no waiting
Johnny Piano: (taps foot)
Boney: anal retention for his inattention
Johnny Piano: Ouch! Exit only!
llanwydd: I dread going to bed tonight.
Principalpoop: why llan?
llanwydd: have broken springs in my mattress that keep stabbing me
Johnny Piano: Another case of bed-dread
llanwydd: can't afford another one at present
Bubba's Brain: Take these broken springs and make them fly....
Principalpoop: pretend you are indian and it is a bed of nails
Johnny Piano: LOL, Bubba
doctec: bb: lol
llanwydd: I try to put things over the springs but they always move
Boney: karma shoot raw?
Johnny Piano: Sounds like Indian sushi, Boney
Principalpoop: buy thick leather sheets hehe
llanwydd: yeah that's an idea
Boney: I was referencing the War Against the Cows
cease: 3.14
Principalpoop: how is Nan?
Boney: Who Nan?
NeoTween: American Pi?
Johnny Piano: Garlic Naan...yummm
Principalpoop: nantucket
Johnny Piano: No limericks, please
Boney: Catherwood, get me a designated driver
||||||||| Catherwood gets Boney a designated driver.
llanwydd: yeah speaking of indian, how is naan
Johnny Piano: Damn good at my local Indian restaurant
Bubba's Brain: Just like that guy at the football games, holding up the sign saying "Pi 3:14"
cease: by by
NeoTween: How about lemonricks
Principalpoop: hehe he said limerick hehe
llanwydd: I like chappatti better than naan
Boney: pi pi
Johnny Piano: Pass the Tandoori, please
Bubba's Brain: I'd be surprised if someone hasn't invented a drink called a "Designated Driver"
doctec: well, i'm fading fast here ... i have a lot of work to do tomorrow, though since they're predicting 4-7 inches of snow here (which will start falling early a.m.), i'm expecting they'll let us go home early - at which point i'll log into my work pc from home and pick up where i left off
cease: anyone here listen to air america?
doctec: at least i'll get to work part of the day from home
NeoTween: Don't think I've ever eaten at an Indian restaurant - hot?
cease: should have asked dex and merl but i see they've gone gray
||||||||| 10:42 PM: Bunnyboy 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!"
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Bunnyboy: qwik peek
Principalpoop: good luck doc, thanks for the good news, hip hop bunny
cease: get lots of sleep, doc
llanwydd: hey bunny
Johnny Piano: Tween - can be hot, but generally you can get mild
Johnny Piano: Yo Bunnyboy
cease: thanks for putting up the bon odori vid
cease: hi bun
Bubba's Brain: Night doc. Great to see you here.
Boney: Tiger Woods orders his caddie to give him his designated driver
Bunnyboy: oh, nite, doc!
NeoTween: An espresso irish coffee, Bubba?
Johnny Piano: Nite Doc
NeoTween: Hey Bunny
doctec: i would listen to air ameria more often if (a) there was a station near here i could get it, and (b) the commercial air time didn't outweigh the actual content air time
llanwydd: nite doc
NeoTween: Take care and say hi to Lili, Doc
Principalpoop: yes the commercials are uuuugggghhhhh
Bunnyboy: "Sleep? Glames hath murdered sleep..."
Bubba's Brain: I'm fading too. I think I'm gonna bail.
cease: yeah better to listen to archives or podcasts. there is a lot of noise between signals
doctec: hi bun - yeah, gotta go - i've had a long week today, an even longer week is on tap tomorrow
Principalpoop: courage bubba see you soon
Johnny Piano: There's a shot called Misdemeanor - Crown Royal and butterscotch liquer
llanwydd: that's my least favorite shakespeare play
Johnny Piano: See ya, Bubba
cease: rachel maddow is the only show i always here, but often just from the archive site. she started with clips of her show today on her part of the air america site
doctec: nit bb - good to "see" you
Principalpoop: wow JP
doctec: keep on keepin' on
cease: good luck, bub
doctec: and i shall do the same
Dexter Fong: As it says.."I'm back"
Bubba's Brain: nite.
||||||||| Bubba's Brain says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bubba's Brain exits at 10:44 PM.
Boney: Fore! Skin! Schmuck!
Principalpoop: wb fong, that was fast
Johnny Piano: Oh, they're damn tasty, Poop...but can be potent
doctec: nite owl ..... (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..................
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:44 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs doctec by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Principalpoop: i bet they can
Bunnyboy: So much for pathos.
Boney: Nite
Dexter Fong: Yeah Poop: Wife has saved one for me
Dexter Fong: Night Doc
Principalpoop: i liked crosbys drink on i-spy, scotch, milk and a drop of vanilla
Boney: Catherwood, call me a cab
||||||||| Catherwood calls Boney a cab.
llanwydd: pathos was a greek philosopher if I'm not mistaken
Johnny Piano: The band and I have them as a tradition during gigs at a particular venue...
Boney: Heidi heidi ho
Principalpoop: night boney
||||||||| Boney departs at 10:45 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Laan: No..he was the fourth Musketeer
Johnny Piano: Nite Bone
Bunnyboy: nite Boney!
Dexter Fong: Night Boney
llanwydd: oh that's right
Bunnyboy: "Somebody tell me which sketch comes first! Wardrobe!"
cease: by boney
Johnny Piano: Your pathos, your Porthos, your Aramis, your Brut Cah-Log-Nuh!
Principalpoop: sketch henderson
Dexter Fong: There was Assholes, Amarillo Slim, Portfolio, and bathsuce
cease: both in regards to fit and taste
cease: what does that mean?
Principalpoop: what does what?
Principalpoop: mean?
Dexter Fong: It tastes good and it fits...light a well used apron
llanwydd: well, I'll be marching off to bedlam
Bunnyboy: So round, so firm, so fully packed...
Principalpoop: my teeth cannot tear aprons like they used to
Bunnyboy: LSMFT
Dexter Fong: Night Llan
Principalpoop: good luck llan, evade the assassin bed
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
llanwydd: lol. good night
cease: by llan
Bunnyboy: So easy on the Qweek Straw.
NeoTween: Me too - have a great week, folks
Johnny Piano: Nite llan
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:49 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs NeoTween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Night tween
Principalpoop: thanks again tween, have a super week
Bunnyboy: nite Tween!
Principalpoop: a fast bus
Johnny Piano: Hoy there, Baba Looey!
Johnny Piano: No Indian food for Tweeny
Dexter Fong: Cat: You here or multimedianing
cease: tween
Bunnyboy: It is actually a short "meet and greet". Time now for meat and...gleet? Ew!
cease: im here. no twins tonight
Dexter Fong: So Cat: When do you return
cease: will be in mexico next week. but here is good
Principalpoop: it ain't the meat, its the media
cease: i return march 1, sat night
Bunnyboy tiptoes out the door
cease: thats what mccain said
Principalpoop: you will have a super time, you deserve it
Dexter Fong closes door after bunny
Johnny Piano: Don't step on that cat, Bunny
cease: you gone already, bun?
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:51 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Principalpoop: squeeel, ouch my foot
Dexter Fong: Bunny is real gone, Cat
Johnny Piano: Damn, it fizzles out quick 'round these parts
Dexter Fong: It do indeed
Principalpoop: yessir, you think the rain will hurt the rhubarb?
cease: he left before i could tell him about the bit shoe music project
Johnny Piano: peasncarrotspeasncarrotshubbubbub
cease: also before i could tell him that my trip to his towns henrix museum is now up on my website
Dexter Fong: da doo run run
cease: www.seemreal.com
Principalpoop: steady there JP
Johnny Piano: I'm okay
cease: the travelling ishikawas. my review of firesign in seattle 99 alond with the emp trip, for former chatter Tiny Dr Tim's website
cease: thats enough plugging for one night
Johnny Piano: So you experienced the Experience?
Principalpoop: one more bub and I would have been worried
Johnny Piano: Ah, Poop, I didn't know you cared...
cease: i think it would have been better if i had been as intoxicated as hendrix usually was, jp
Principalpoop: excuse me, while I kiss the sky
cease: i was there more for the architecture, which is arch
cease: more purple haze running round my brain
Johnny Piano: Not that I've seen it, Cat...but it would be interesting if I ever make it out there
Principalpoop: looking out my back door
cease: yes, johnny you would probablly really enjoy it
ah,clem: 'escuse me while I kiss the sky
Dexter Fong: JP: You've heard of Gil Evans..arranger/compser?
Johnny Piano: I have a lady friend in Oregon I'd like to visit, so maybe sooner than later
cease: there is a part i didnt go to where you can be more interactive muscially
Johnny Piano: Oh sure, Dex
Principalpoop: roanoke has a dairy queen that barney fife ate at once
cease: if you do come out to the coast, come vist me in north vancouver. i'm a couple hours north of seattle by car
Johnny Piano: I'll keep that in mind, Cat!
cease: you might want to visit ossman too, or not. maybe austin, he's a musician
Dexter Fong: JP" Ever hear his album of Hendrix tunes? He was planning a joint project with Hendris but Jimi Dies
Principalpoop: someone told me to try didier lockwood
cease: bunnyboy is in seattle
Johnny Piano: I'd love to see David - we used to correspond a lot back in the snail mail days of the late 70s
cease: the he'd probably love to see you too. lives in rural wash
Johnny Piano: I heard the version of Little Wing that Sting did from Gil's arrangement
cease: runs his village's supurb theatre
Principalpoop: i think of clapton for that song
Dexter Fong: I think of Ron Pau,,,err Les PAUL
Principalpoop: where is my derek and the dominos album?
cease: the best piece of guitar playing i've ever seen was eric clapton playing I shot the Sherrif from a tokyo concert i saw on japanese tv
cease: lol dex
Principalpoop: no no les paul is foggy mountain breakdown or orange blossom special
cease: i wonder if i can post it on youtube? i'lll do it when i return.
Johnny Piano: Just met up with an old buddy from my days in Miami (85-86) - guitarist Andy Timmons.
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, 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...
Dexter Fong: Poop: Les paul is a lotta things
Principalpoop: poor llan, that is horrible
Johnny Piano: Timmons records for Steve Vai's label, and also has a gig as Olivia Newton John's musical director
cease: sounds like he's well paid
Dexter Fong: Poop: LLan is an actor,,,it's just Stanislovsky
Johnny Piano: I'd say he's comfortable
cease: i'm apauled
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: ahh ok, builds character, people say I have too much already
Dexter Fong: Les was *the* Paul in Peter Paul and Mary
Principalpoop: i want the charlie bird music from that old PBS food show
Johnny Piano: Stanislovsky is a demon?
Principalpoop: wow JP
Johnny Piano: Hmmm?
Dexter Fong: he *is* Russian
Principalpoop: your buddy as the music director for her
Johnny Piano: Well, that pretty much says it then
Principalpoop: i thought that was a polish name
Dexter Fong: "It"!
Johnny Piano: Oh, yeah. Hadn't seen Andy in close to 25 years. He came to town doing a clinic for Mesa Boogie amps
Principalpoop: it does not seem like 25 years, and then it does lol when those things happen
Johnny Piano: The band we played in back in Miami had some other characters in it - the girl singer was later one of the members of the group Expose...
Dexter Fong: I lived with the Mesa Boogie Tribe...got real tired of the maze
Johnny Piano: And the drummer has been playing with Gloria Estefan for several years
Principalpoop: miami in the middle 80s, that is a wow too
Principalpoop: the plot did thin ahh, clem
Johnny Piano: Oh, it was an interesting place to be, but the music scene (at least if you were into rock) was depressing
cease: how can you be tired of corn, dex?
ah,clem: good night everyone!
Johnny Piano: Nite, Clem!
Dexter Fong: JP: Rockin' Century Village
Principalpoop: true about rock for most places then
cease: yo leaving, clem?
Principalpoop: thanks again, happy B day Bambi, have a super week ahh, clem
Dexter Fong: Night Clem and muchas gracious
Principalpoop: toad away!
Dexter Fong: And Happy Birthday BAMBI!!
Johnny Piano: Mid-80s was when Sound Machine was just coming up...the Estefans hired most of their band from a local group called The Company
Johnny Piano: Oh, shoot - Happy Birthday, Bambi!
Dexter Fong: The Company??Isn't that a CIA cover band
Principalpoop: shhhh fong
Johnny Piano: Heh heh...does sound like something Miles Copeland would have been involved with
Dexter Fong: Remeber their big hit..I Shot the Dictator but I did Not burn the Embassy
Principalpoop: and then stings dad, ahh it all fits together
Johnny Piano: His brother with The Police, his booking agency FBI (Frontier Booking International), and record company IRS
cease: yes, much happiness birthday wise, bambi
cease: who isnt here
Johnny Piano: The senior Copeland was with the REAL CIA.
Principalpoop: ahh, clem will tell her
Dexter Fong: Lawmen unting with other Lawmen...Boy! Do I feel secure
ah,clem: will relay the birthday wishes
cease: hence The Police?
Dexter Fong: Thanks Clem
ah,clem: nytol
||||||||| "11:09 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Johnny Piano: Yep, Stewart Copeland named that band
cease: great band
Principalpoop: i had neighbors in the FBI and CIA, it was funny cutting their lawns or helping them work on a car, ordinary folks
Dexter Fong: Help!! It's The Police!!
Principalpoop: when I was young
cease: reference in bride of firesign and 3 faces of al
Johnny Piano: "Roxanne!"
Principalpoop: help, noo, that was the beatles
Dexter Fong: Not so ordinary when you got older
cease: which is also a ref to the original firesign single
Principalpoop: you are right fong
cease: the beatles supplied with firesign with endless refs
Principalpoop: they were a force
Johnny Piano: Too bad it wasn't the other way around...
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu're thinking of Help! It's the Blue Meanies!!
Principalpoop: to be reckoned with
cease: jp i first heard that on a bbc conert when i moved to japan at the end of 78,
cease: i thought it was bob marley
cease: amazing tune
cease: we had seen marley not long before in vancouver.
Johnny Piano: Yep, I enjoyed the Police quite a bit.
cease: waving a spliff the size of a baseball bat but every tune was tight
Johnny Piano: They're doing one more tour this year, and then PFFFTT!
Dexter Fong: So was the band
Johnny Piano: And Elvis C is gonna be their opening act
cease: they were in van but i didnt see them
Dexter Fong: Pffftt!? Carl Clock
Principalpoop: the fields of barley is a pretty song
Johnny Piano: That tic!
cease: yeah elvis married a local girl. we see him here al lthe time
Johnny Piano: Making that retirement money...
cease: famous pianist diana krall. at least famous around here
Johnny Piano: Oh Diana Krall is from your neck o' the woods, Cat?
Dexter Fong: I always dance the tourette when I hear The Tic
Johnny Piano: SPOON!!!
Principalpoop: i sing it fong, and get thrown out
Dexter Fong: JOOONE!!!
cease: shes from a town on vancouver island but its only a short ferry ride from where i live
cease: she's in vancouver to play and recordf a lot.
Dexter Fong: Ride that Ferry
Principalpoop: doesn't the fairy get tired carrying you?
cease: elvis is frequently in repose at local starbucks, et al
Johnny Piano: And watch the little McManus children
Dexter Fong: Let's repose again...like we did last summer
donk: absolutely no one famous is anywhere around here
cease: i'm riding my first big boat tomorrow, dex. enough of ferrys
Principalpoop: repose again, naturally
Johnny Piano: That's what the wand is for, Poop
cease: ive never been on a ship before, just endless ferrys
Dexter Fong: JP: Elvis owns world wide wrestling?
Principalpoop: you won't know you are on a ship
Principalpoop: unless you look outside
cease: he doesnt look like a wrester.
Johnny Piano: OK...we'll go with that, Fong
cease: maybe an existential wrestler. sort of pythonesque
cease: you been on a cursie ship, poop?
cease: my parents took a cruise thru caribean maybe 20 years ago, my father was ill throughout trip
Principalpoop: the nimitz, a big ship is a big ship
Dexter Fong: Cutting the Gordian Know with quick subtle Jui Jitsu-like moves
Dexter Fong: Knot
Johnny Piano: Vince McManus, the Scouse wrestling magnate
cease: this one apparently has 1800 passengers. sounds bit to me
Principalpoop: don knots
Johnny Piano: Don Knotts, the Godfather of Mayberry
cease: i look forward to seeing whales, dolphins, and other swimming creatures but i dont look forward to sea sickeness
Principalpoop: we had 5000 and 100 planes and 3 nuclear reactors, and an airport
cease: big
Dexter Fong dons knots and lashings ...takes place as formast on Cat's Cursie ship
cease: sounds like i shouldnt worry then
Principalpoop: unless you are extremely sensitive, you won't even feel it
Johnny Piano: Some humpty backed whales and chimpanzees...
cease: i'm also going on smaller boat in pursuit of whale viewings around baja
Principalpoop: the air is so clean out there, and the water so blue
Dexter Fong: Aquatic Chimpanzees swinging their way through the kelp forests
cease: ah, my favret colour
cease: lol dex
donk: keep looking at the horizon, and you'll be fine
Principalpoop: the ocean is just big
Johnny Piano: And a squirrel in a spacesuit fighting with a sponge
cease: ill keep that in mind, donk
donk: realy realy big
cease: so is saskatchewan, but its usually not in motion
Principalpoop: yes really big, big beyond words
Dexter Fong: The squirell is on a navy Missle headed towards a dead satelitte
Dexter Fong: Cat: Everything is in motion
Johnny Piano: Boy, talk about one singed squirrel
Principalpoop: but the porpoise is brain-enhanced and operated by remote control in san diego
Johnny Piano: Backfield in motion...gonna have to penalize you...
Dexter Fong: A squirell immune to hydratetrazine
Principalpoop: is that the chemical name for tang?
cease: perspective, dex
Dexter Fong: it's the chemical name tar Fong
cease: try the tang fong, its delicious
Johnny Piano: Mmmm, squirrel hydro Tetrazine!
cease: deep fried squirrel with huckabee sauce
Dexter Fong: Alone with the chimpanzees in the perilous kelp Forests of Tang Fong
Principalpoop: ahh fong tang, he played with the bangles, on cyndi laupers wrist
Dexter Fong: Sorry, we're out of Huckabees...we do have African Killerbees
Johnny Piano: Here, have a taste of this Huckabee sauce - you'll see God
Dexter Fong: JP: I've seen him..not impressed
Principalpoop: all I can think of is that dog cartoon when I hear that name
cease: i used to represent chimpanzees
Principalpoop: huckleberry hound
cease: theno one knows you're a dog on the internet cartoon?
Dexter Fong: I R&A'd for the monkees
Johnny Piano: Nor was I, Dex...but there are many easily amused folks out there
cease: orangs and other apes too.
Principalpoop: we are not amused
cease: the seem real theatre play Inside on my websiite began as advocacy for apes, my then job
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Queenie
Johnny Piano: Or was that Queen V?
cease: what this has to do with anything is i turned dave ossman on to the great ape project and he used it in a skit in new york, which i think you saw, dex
Principalpoop: i saw a gorilla face to face at monkey jungle outside miami, that is scary, there is intelligence in those eyes
cease: proctor played a chimp
Johnny Piano: Why am I not surprised that Proctor played a chimp?
cease: i only know the radio broadcastr but proc is making chimp noises as ossman inteviews him
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't know if you've still got CNI on but its a TWIT (This Week In Technology) broadcast from a cruise ship
Principalpoop: whoo whoo whooo
Johnny Piano: Must have been his warmup for Doolittle...LOL
Dexter Fong: Cat: What i Saw? You mean the Great Steam-powered INTERNET Show
cease: this is stock talk, dex. at leas the cni i opened
cease: yes it was part of that show
Principalpoop: that is what I found
Dexter Fong: Cat: Stock talk yes, but still TWIT somewhere at sea
Johnny Piano: Well, I'm gonna go cough up some more leftover mucus from my recent disease...good to hang with you all again.
Johnny Piano: Nite, friends
Dexter Fong: Cat: I *did* see it ...twice
||||||||| Johnny Piano leaves to catch the 11:31 PM train to Billville.
Principalpoop: save that smegh for me if you would
cease: by jp
Principalpoop: oops too late
Dexter Fong: Night JP, always good too see you
Principalpoop: you will have a super time cat, a cruise is better than a day at the beach
Dexter Fong: lol poop
cease: i suspect i will, poop
Dexter Fong: I know there's another joke in there but I'm having trouble finding it =))
cease: y'all have fun here next week without me
donk: enjoy, cease
Dexter Fong: Cat: Write if you've found work and hang by your thumbs
Principalpoop: you already know how to deal with celebrities, some will be great and others, not
||||||||| Catherwood leads Johnny Piano inside, makes a note of the time (11:33 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: wioll do my best
cease: keep em frying
Principalpoop: don't lose your passport, not these days
Johnny Piano: Never too late, Poop...I'll find a container for you!
||||||||| Johnny Piano departs at 11:33 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
cease: i will try not to
Principalpoop: ahh your saw it looool
Dexter Fong: They're fryin' bacon again lietenant
Principalpoop: LOOOL
cease: off i swim
||||||||| cease rushes off, saying "11:34 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: Me 2 Night Dear friends
donk: though they have internet on cruise ships, so you could be here next week :)
Principalpoop: the fat lady is singing fong, or is that me?
Principalpoop: night fong, have a super week
donk: damn
Principalpoop: too late donk, you snooze you lose
Principalpoop: have a super week too donk
Principalpoop: ciaooooo
donk: yaa hah
||||||||| 11:35 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
donk: see yah next week, nite all
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| donk - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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..
Merlyn: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz huh? wha? ohhh......
||||||||| At 12:33 AM, Merlyn runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| 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
Johnny Piano
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And, "The Home Team"