A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for May 15, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Firebroiled waltzes in at 7:46 AM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Firebroiled: The Future Fair!
A Fair for All
, and no fare to anybody

Yes, it’s free!
Join the expectant crowd gathering now,
as we stop here on


Firebroiled: But, never in that Bush over there!!
||||||||| Catherwood says "7:47 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Firebroiled by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| ah,clem enters at 8:53 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Fong into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:54 PM, then departs.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Dear Friends'
ah,clem: hi Dex
Dexter Fong: Evening Clem
ah,clem: bbiab
||||||||| "8:55 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Dexter Fong: Evening Clem
Dexter Fong: Firebroiled, get thee gone
Dexter Fong: Firebroiled, get thee gone
Dexter Fong: Firebroiled, get thee gone
Dexter Fong: Firebroiled, get thee gone
Dexter Fong: Keep going, your nearly gone
Dexter Fong: Keep going, your nearly gone
Dexter Fong: Keep going, your nearly gone
Dexter Fong: Keep going, your nearly gone
Dexter Fong: Keep going, your nearly gone
Dexter Fong: Keep going, your nearly gone
Dexter Fong: Must get that large type off screen
Dexter Fong: Must get that large type off screen
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:58 PM, dragging Merlyn by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Dexter Fong: Hello Merlyn
Merlyn: I see your large font, and raise you an interrobang
Dexter Fong: Australian eh?
||||||||| ah,clem bounds in at 9:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Merlyn: Did you know John McCain is older than Helvetica? http://www.thingsyoungerthanmccain.com/?p=6
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 15, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Ah, Clem you bounder
ah,clem :)
||||||||| "9:02 PM? 9:02 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Tor Hershman should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Tor Hershman enters and sits on the divan.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'EdGruberTween', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:02 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
EdGruberTween: Ow! You booted me in the nose!!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dex, Merl and Clem
EdGruberTween: Evenin' folks
Merlyn: hey folx
Dexter Fong: Hi Tor and Tweeny
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Ed
Tor Hershman: Is this Firesign that Clem is playing?
Dexter Fong: No Tor, just some local stuff from Va area
EdGruberTween: Bobby Horne
Tor Hershman: Cool, Dex
Dexter Fong: Son of LENA
Tor Hershman: Thanks, Ed
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bambi into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:05 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends!
cease: hi all
EdGruberTween: I suspect not, Dex
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bam
Dexter Fong: and Hi Bambi, home early tonight
EdGruberTween: Hey Dendron
||||||||| 9:05 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
llanwydd: everybody's here. must be thursday
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Ll
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and H. Stones disembarks at 9:06 PM.
Dexter Fong: Thirsty, yes indeed
Dexter Fong: Stones
H. Stones: Greetings
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, H.
cease: people are pouring in
llanwydd: how you folks all been this week?
||||||||| 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 Honey gets out at 9:06 PM.
H. Stones: Greetings one and all
Dexter Fong: Stones, how is Honey?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Hon
H. Stones: Hi Honey
Honey waves to everyone
Dexter Fong: Oh my goodness..you mention her name and she appears
ah,clem: hi all
Honey: I'm dandy dex :D
Bambi: Cheers! Stones and hola! Honey
Dexter Fong: Glad to hear that Honey
H. Stones: Waves to Bambi
Dexter Fong: Cats favorite
Tor Hershman: Tell 'em just to google - firesign chat - , Clem
Bambi waves back at 'cha from across the pond
cease: firesign and pk dick, equally inspired by american trash
H. Stones: its some of the most inspired trash i have ever seen
cease: very very old. what were they then, in their 30s?
llanwydd: well we know the oldest is ossman. he was born in 1939 if I remember my history
Bambi: we've both been home all day today :-)
cease: no, it was 36
Bambi: one of the blowbacks of the gas prices
cease: he's got a great poem about the day of his birth
cease: i think bergman was born in 39
cease: speaking of blowbacks, i've just started Nemesis
Dexter Fong: Cat: You think this Joey Demographico is an early piece?
llanwydd: well, the liner notes on "Shoes" give the years. If I could find that cover
Tor Hershman: TNG "Nemesis," Cease?
cease: late 70s
Bambi: he was born only two years after my mom ... wow...that's some weid perspective there LOL
llanwydd: I don't save all my cassette cases
H. Stones: the 70s was a boring decade
cease: its volume 3 of chalmers johnsons' Blowback Trilogy
Dexter Fong: So then they'd be in their fourties, and I believe you have the date correct
Merlyn: PTL
Bambi: some great music though, Stones
EdGruberTween: Pay The Lord, Dear Friends!!
Tor Hershman: Oh, moi never heard of it till now, Cease.
H. Stones: not to sure about that Bambi till the new wave began, the Bee Gees was the best thing in the british chart, now thats what i call bad
cease: a very good read, Tor. about the decline of the american empire, from an insider
Bambi: sorry to hear that Stones LOL
H. Stones: things changed in 76 over here
Dexter Fong: Isn't Chalmers-Johnson and manufacturer of farm equipment
Tor Hershman: chalmers johnsons shall be googled in a bit, Cease
Bambi: 60s then carried over and 50s too to soften that blow maybe? LOL
||||||||| Bubba's Brain bounds in at 9:15 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bambi: hey Bubba
Bubba's Brain: Heloooooooooo!
H. Stones: Hot summer, Donner Summer and her sign of the future dance music craze
Dexter Fong: Bound away Bubba
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bub
Honey: hello Bubba
llanwydd: Howdy Bub
cease: hi bub
H. Stones: Bob Marley hit the top and then the Sex Pistols blew everything apart
Merlyn: time for dead cat soap
llanwydd: donna summer was popular in england
H. Stones: I feel love was number one for four weeks
llanwydd: that was meant to be a question
EdGruberTween: Lawyer's Hospital was released in 1982
H. Stones: that was meant to be an answer
EdGruberTween: (hence the Reagan reference)
Bubba's Brain: I likely won't be able to stay long -- I'm helping Cath with prep for a busy day tomorrow, and for a wedding shower this weekend.
cease: yes then they would all be in their 40s. hartdly old
cease: are you happy the press has all left indiana?
Honey was never into 'pop' music, regardless of the decade or style
cease: i thought ossman left the group in 1980 or so. i guess i was wrong
Bubba's Brain: Anony-mouse again, cat.
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Principalpoop', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: Cat: They all left the group for one or another reason but always came back
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Poop
Honey: hello PrinceP
cease: poop
Principalpoop: hallo
Dexter Fong: Hi Poop
H. Stones: Greetings PP
Bambi: funny thing is my mother only liked the 50s music, my dad loved pieces of music from every era and every genre ... so I learned to like lots of music
Tor Hershman: Once you go Firesign, you can never resign
llanwydd: hey pricn
Principalpoop: also known as nancy, like my pumps? hehe
H. Stones: same here with me Bambi
cease: well said, tor
Honey ogles poops pumps
EdGruberTween: Good one, Tor ;)
Principalpoop: wb honey stones, it is nice to see you
H. Stones: Pump it up Poop
Tor Hershman: Thank you very munch, Cease
Dexter Fong: Cat: I checked the FST chronology for that Dear Friends Clem played last week and the date clem gave for the broadcast corresponds with the date for an episode entitled "The Racoon"
Tor Hershman: & Ed
Principalpoop: we watched porter wagoner and lawrence welk also
cease: aha, dex
Honey: he he he said porter wagoner
cease: i remember a lot of bad music on tv.
Honey: me too cat
Bubba's Brain: Cath is doing shower games for a wedding shower this weekend, and for one later this summer, so I whipped together a wedding bingo card generator this afternoon -- http://weberdigitalmedia.com/WeddingBingo.php
H. Stones: even the best music was bad on brit tv
Principalpoop: you can lead a wagon to the port
EdGruberTween: Hey, I worked with Porter Wagoner and his 'all girl band' ;)
cease: i dont know his music but i remember laurence welk, unfortunately
EdGruberTween: An old buddy from DC was playing with him (lady keyboard player)
Honey: fun fun tween lol
cease: brb
llanwydd: yeah I remember mtv too
Dexter Fong: Tween: I got news for you..they weren't *all* girls
EdGruberTween: Any port in a Wagoner...
EdGruberTween: LOL
Honey: lol fong
Principalpoop: i want to see the gay marriage bingo card
EdGruberTween: Like Izzy?
EdGruberTween: A _musical_ transvestite?
Bubba's Brain: All I need is a new set of images -- Adam and Steve on a cake?
H. Stones: lol tween
Dexter Fong: Bambi..you're on the air
EdGruberTween: I'm not mean to bambi...
Tor Hershman: Oh crap! I just remembered - I had an idea for a funny lill' bit. Well, it t'were 44 seconds long but as moi got to the end I thought of Firesign Theatre (Really) and the rest just flowed. It the bit entitled "The Doctor Is In" and ain't been online since 'original' Mp3.com till this, most recently created, site http://torhershman.bandcage.com/
Principalpoop: milton berle described a cigar as a llawrence welk cigar, a piece of shit with a band around it
||||||||| überRegenbogen enters at 9:24 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
EdGruberTween: She likes_ it that way...
Tor Hershman: Howdy, do UB
Merlyn: Hey, Lawrence Welk isn't so bad, they even did "One Toke Over the Line": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ye3ecDYxOkg
Principalpoop: auchdeliver uberregenbogen
EdGruberTween: hey čber
Dexter Fong: Ube
Honey: lol merlyn thanks for the link
llanwydd: hey ub
EdGruberTween: Sure he did, Merlyn lol
Merlyn: Check the URL, they DID do it.
Tor Hershman: Damn Hippie Welk
EdGruberTween: Funny, Tor :)
Principalpoop: ahhh, that is wonderful M
Merlyn: Brewer & Shipley even remark about it here, too: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQrNWZ4Y5tU
Dexter Fong: The bubble machine was really a giant hookah
Tor Hershman: Thank you very munch
EdGruberTween: All those bubbles in the air... that was a clue
EdGruberTween: There ya go Dex lol
Tor Hershman: I'll check the videos next time moi 'tis at the DSL PC
Principalpoop: they both are stoned out of their shoes lol
Dexter Fong: and those lovely Lemon sisters weren't *all* sisters
Honey: lol Fong
Tor Hershman: That dancin' guy t'were always just bit TOO happy, me-thought.
Principalpoop: the black guy tapped very well
cease: just like the fbi
H. Stones: you mean he was a friend of Dorothys Tor ?
cease: or the baltimore police dept
Tor Hershman: The black drummer sure had *deleted*
Principalpoop: what was the movie I saw with president bush smoking pot with some stoners?
cease: speaking of police states, i was in your this aft.
EdGruberTween: This Austin bit with Nixon cursing is hilarious
cease: tons of cop-like people crawling around the border.
Principalpoop: you have your passport and dna sample?
EdGruberTween: Visited the United Snakes, didya?
H. Stones: cease, what do you mean by "cop-like" ?
cease: i showed the guy my apointment with the social security office in belingham and he wished me pleasent trip
Dexter Fong: You go to Bellingham today, Cat
Dexter Fong: ?
EdGruberTween: He simply pronounced the word oout, and they believed him ;)
überRegenbogen: egad!
cease: on the way back, they were annoyed we hadnt obught anytihing, even gas. i thought they were gonna search the car
cease: yes to apply for my mother's benefits
Principalpoop: that was fast cease, wow
cease: no social secujriyt offce in the consulate here
Principalpoop: how did you get the appointment so fast?
EdGruberTween: No they take Looney's that close to the border?
cease: actulaly my canucky accent isnt that goodl. i grew up in la
cease: it took a week to get, poop
Principalpoop: it was months in miami
cease: the woman i dealt with kept cvalling me cat and insisting i call her mrs levine, though she was maybe half my age
Principalpoop: when I had to do the same thing, wow
Principalpoop: the appointment only took 2 minutes, i had all the paperwork, it was surreal
Tor Hershman: Some call me.....THE CAT
cease: they were really kinda storm troppery at the bortder. looked like a training session for counterterrorism orf something
Tor Hershman: Why?
Dexter Fong: Here kitty kitty kitty
Tor Hershman: Because of my stelthly cool movements?
cease: theyre gonna send my mother some papers to fill out. as if that could happen
Tor Hershman: Because I move without a sound?
H. Stones: i fyou had been in Manchester last night you would have laughed cease
EdGruberTween: They Call Me Bruce!
cease: i hope she can at least sign her name
Tor Hershman: o!
Principalpoop: it is a police state, they do not allow peaceful protests outside the approved fenced area
Tor Hershman: NO!
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:33 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Tor Hershman: Because I oft times can be found liking moi's balls
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Tor Hershman: Howedy do, Barn
EdGruberTween: funny movie - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0084786/
H. Stones: Hi Elayne
EdGruberTween: Hey E
Principalpoop: saying here kitty kitty kitty got E to come in fong
cease: HI El
Dexter Fong: Tor: YOu *must* end that unhealthy relationship with your cook
Tor Hershman: Barn's got timeing, yes?
Honey: hello Elayne
EdGruberTween: Great send-up of martial arts flicks
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayne
Tor Hershman: Well, we cut-out the saltly sauce, if you get my meaning, if you catch my drift, Dex.
cease: hows job search?
Elayne: Don't ask, Cat. Very bad. Nothing at all yet.
Tor Hershman: Act 5 Scene 5, methinks
Principalpoop: persist, doc used to say the same thing for a long time
cease: sorry to hear
Elayne: Moving on, please...
EdGruberTween: Sorry to hear that, E
Dexter Fong: Ok, Elayne, how was Iron Man?
Principalpoop: brie brie brie
Elayne: Haven't seen it. I usually wait for the DVD.
überRegenbogen turns into a newt
Dexter Fong: Ah..kinda thought you'd like to see it on the big screen
cease: i had a great italain lobster bisque in bellingham this aft.
Principalpoop: italian?
Tor Hershman: This is a great Harvey send-up
ah,clem: "she turned me into a newt.......well, I got better...."
cease: alas no camera, fumiyo ofund the chicken too lemony. i dont find lemons too lemony
Dexter Fong: Basque?
cease: sounds like thom hartman, clem
cease: no siciilian, dex
H. Stones: i never wear them Fong
EdGruberTween: Missed the Paul Harvey reference - of course :-)
EdGruberTween: Thanks Tor
ah,clem: was monty python
cease: place is caleld Guiseppe's, hes from sicily.
EdGruberTween: Hartmann wears real thin sometimes (imho)
Dexter Fong: No Sicilian, then try the Tuscan
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bunnyboy close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:39 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
Principalpoop: bisque made with lobster and italian sausage?
Bunnyboy: lo dere
H. Stones: hi Bunny
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, BB
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:39 PM, dragging llanwyddd by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
EdGruberTween: Hey Bunny
Principalpoop: hi llan
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
Elayne: Hey llan.
Elayne: Oh, and hi Bunny!
cease: it had an italian name and it sure didnt taste like the usual bisque. it was full of lobster and fresh baisl on top
EdGruberTween: Hey Bunny
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, LLDDD
cease: hi bun
llanwyddd: weirdest thing just happened. I was having trouble with the chat so I signed out
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, wake up Bambi and force this double toasted almond beverage down her throat
||||||||| Catherwood wakes up bambi and force this double toasted almond beverage down her throat.
EdGruberTween: Sounds scrumtous, cease
llanwyddd: then when I signed back in I couldn't get in with my usual name so I had to add a d
EdGruberTween: lol Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores EdGruberTween
llanwyddd: It's the truth!
Tor Hershman: Catherwood, WTF?
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Tor Hershman and says "Would you like something?"
||||||||| Bunneeboy enters at 9:41 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Bambi smiles ... thanks
EdGruberTween: Love dem edible crustaceans
Bunneeboy: Rats! I right clicked CNI, fell outta the room.
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Bunnyboy at 9:41 PM
Tor Hershman: No, moi's cool, Cath
Bambi: hey, Bunny
Bunneeboy: Thanx. BRB.
||||||||| Bunneeboy says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bunneeboy exits at 9:42 PM.
llanwyddd: Hi Bunnyboy!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bunnyboy in through the front door at 9:42 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: are you here bun?
cease: i am just back from your state
Bunnyboy: Ah, it's so good to be "myself" again.
Principalpoop: what?
Elayne: I'm not sure where the Bunnyboy is...
Dexter Fong begins to suspect that "moi" is in reality another of Tor's personality
Bunnyboy: Thanks again, Merlyn.
cease: everyone else is taken
llanwyddd: I live in a state of confusion
Merlyn: You should be able to log in as the same name, and it'll ask you if you really want to; just answer OK
EdGruberTween: "California - The State Of Consciousness"
Dexter Fong: New York, the state that never sleeps
cease: yes, that works for me, merl
Tor Hershman: I love myself, I think I'm grand, I download porno just to exercise my hand
Bunnyboy: Taking note for future irreverence...
Principalpoop: oh shanandoughah
Tor Hershman: It's part of cardiac rehab, really, REALLY, MOM!
EdGruberTween: LOL Tor
llanwyddd: so, what you all listening to on cni?
cease: new yorkers, have you been to any of david chang's restaurants?
cease: just read article on him in new yorker
EdGruberTween: Lawyer's Hospital
Bunnyboy: Sounds like Jack Poet ads.
Dexter Fong: Dunno Cat. prollu not
llanwyddd: not familiar with Chang's
Dexter Fong: afkf spell check
cease: just whgat i needed. more restaurants to go to!
Tor Hershman: I've been to a David Rest's Chang-a-u-rants
Principalpoop: wasn't david chang on x-files or dragnet?
Elayne: Is he any relation to PF Chang? :)
Tor Hershman: PF Sloan?
Bunnyboy: I'll have to listen to LAWYER'S HOSPITAL again. It's been awhile.
Tor Hershman: Don't sing that song
überRegenbogen puts his toad away
llanwyddd: I like Lawyer's Hospital
cease: Ko, Momofuki, Ssam Bar
cease: he jjst wanted to make the perfect bowl of ramen. i dont even like ramen but i want to try his
Principalpoop: momofuki? noo momofuku
Tor Hershman: Tobacco Toad
llanwyddd: it was a good thing they put that one out because the previous album of that tour was not nearly as good
cease: fuku, not fuki
Bunnyboy: The only things I remember are Joey and the TV, the Gawdamn Presidents, and, of course, "midgemidgemidgemidgemidgemidgemidge...!!!"
H. Stones: i dont give a fuk
cease: the guy who invented packaged ramen
Principalpoop: tomatoe, tomato
Elayne: I've heard very good things about Momofuku.
Bunnyboy: And Austin's Paul Harvey takeoff.
EdGruberTween: Do not apologize for the language, clem. It's Nixon - it works ;)
überRegenbogen: overrainbow
llanwyddd: I can't download anything with my mnstv2
cease: is it hard to get into, el?
Elayne: I think it's a brilliant name for a CD, myself.
Elayne: I don't know, Cat, we haven't downloaded it yet.
Tor Hershman: Yikes, Clem moi does have to go, quite soon.
EdGruberTween: This is the CD version. Apparently they made at least part of the CD from vinyl recordings
cease: you download restaurants?
cease: i could dig that
Principalpoop: you always say principlepoop as if it as surprise hehe
EdGruberTween: Lawyer's Hospital, yes E :)
Tor Hershman: Dig a Clam Restaurant
cease: leg of the crow, to go
EdGruberTween: lol cease
Principalpoop: 2 ducks in a sack, 2 ducks in a sack
Tor Hershman: Clem Clams, now that's a brand name
llanwyddd: hair of the dog to stay
Bunnyboy: Elayne: Have you been reading THE TWELVE?
Dexter Fong: I'll have a murder of crows and hold the spite sauce
EdGruberTween: hair today, bald tomorrow...
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bubba's Brain: I'm back... sorry, I got sidetracked.
Principalpoop: quite a covey here today
Elayne: Yes Bunnyboy, I think Chris is doing a great job on the art.
Bubba's Brain: crow murderer!
Bunnyboy: Is that "murther", Mother?
Tor Hershman: BTW, I can personally reckomend a quintuple heart by-pass
Principalpoop: choo choo, BB is back on track
Tor Hershman: I t'were rockin' arsé today
Merlyn: koo koo a choo choo
Bunnyboy: hiya Bub
EdGruberTween: yikes, Tor!
Principalpoop: a hot cheese log
EdGruberTween: Hey Bubba
Tor Hershman: TTFN fine Firesing Folk & stay on groovin' safari,
Tor Hershman: Tor
Dexter Fong: Moi
Principalpoop: ciao bebe
Principalpoop: verily verily
Dexter Fong: cachasa cha cha
Bunnyboy: A Bunnyboy Bow-Down to the lovely Spanish creeper, THE ORPHANAGE.
Honey waves adios to Tor
Bunnyboy: Quite touching, actually.
cease: sounds creepy
Bubba's Brain: Hey Tween.
llanwyddd: cachasa is a brazilian drink
Dexter Fong: The Spanish Creeper? That Antomio Banderas
llanwyddd: so I hear. never had it
cease: cach as catch can
Bubba's Brain: (sorry, playing catch-up... need a catcher-up mitt)
Honey: is it like ayuahuasca, llan?
H. Stones: does it contain real cac, llan ?
Bunnyboy: Or Javier Bardem.
Principalpoop: synthetic cac is just as good
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, a jeraboam of javier Bardem for everyone
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Dexter Fong and mumbles "Someone mention my name?"
H. Stones: spoken like a true expert, Poop
Bunnyboy: Catherwood, get me a salt-filled pancake.
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bunnyboy a salt-filled pancake.
Honey: lol Stones
Principalpoop: i knew cac before cac knew me
llanwyddd: what goes good with a salt-filled pancake
H. Stones: cac is all around, PP
cease: sounds painful
Principalpoop: cac is in the air
Honey: ooooh raspberry applesauce, llan
Principalpoop: all you need is cac
H. Stones: beware of falling cac
Bubba's Brain: Alligators all around
Dexter Fong: llan: A pint of Uncle Remus sourmash molasses
Principalpoop: i want molasses, i don't have enough lasses hehe
Bunnyboy: Children of the '50s will wanna check out HIYA KIDS!: A '50s SATURDAY MORNING.
llanwyddd: hey, salt pancakes and mole asses
Bunnyboy: It's 4 discs worth of old 50's kiddie shows.
EdGruberTween: Uncle Tom's monster mash?
Honey: sounds groovy, bun
H. Stones: that pun deserves a health warning Poop
Principalpoop: wash them off, eat them again
Bunnyboy: It's before my time (*blushes*), but I still think it's cool.
cease: is that a website, bun?
Bunnyboy: cat: Nope. A DVD set from Shout! Factory.
cease: my parents got a tv when we moved to la in 56.
Principalpoop: the red headed cowboy puppet
cease: aha
Bunnyboy: At better stores near you.
cease: onething i remember vaguely, almost not at all but really remember enjoying was Crusader Rabbit. did you see that?
Dexter Fong: This Freezing Mr. Faster is a very nice piece of improv
H. Stones: there are no better stores near me
EdGruberTween: TV, the new baby sitter
Honey: it is unimaginable one could 'live' in LA withought a television....especially in the 50's-60's
Dexter Fong: Foster
Bunnyboy: There are some fun kiddie show sites, as well. Easily googled.
Principalpoop: i want a dvd of the series "queen for a day"
Honey: lol Poop
llanwyddd: I remember the name crusader rabbit. I'll bet if I saw of picture of him I'd remember whole episodes
cease: more people worked in tv than didnt have tvs
EdGruberTween: Roy Rogers, The Mickey Moose Club in the Head, The Rocketeer
Bunnyboy: cat: Jay Ward's first TV project. Yeah, I saw a few of those at a Jay Ward film festival, years ago.
EdGruberTween: yeah, I remember all that
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Not *all* of those kiddie show sites are really approved shows
Bunnyboy: No ETA on a CRUSADER RABBIT disc, alas.
cease: id love to see an episode of that
Honey loved Soupy Sales
Merlyn: some on youtube
cease: wasnt that the 50s?
Merlyn: http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=crusader+rabbit&search_type=
Principalpoop: sort of a mighty mouse kinda guy
cease: soupy was a delight
Dexter Fong loves Soupy salsa
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Honey: with guac Dex??
überRegenbogen: i'm more of an Underdog kinda guy
cease: hey, thanks merl
Dexter Fong: Honey: No, with avo slices
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: underdog was stolen from the dog from bullwinkle
Honey liked Heckel & Jeckel
Bunnyboy: Honey: There's a fair disc set of THE NEW SOUPY SALES SHOW from the 70s. I think the original series has been a "coming soon" item, for some time.
Honey: ahhhh yum
Dexter Fong liked Jeckle and Hyde
Principalpoop: jeckle was better than heckle
EdGruberTween: I remember the _old_ Soupy Sales show ;)
Bunnyboy: Lotsa REAL Underdog product available, yes.
Honey: hehe yes PP
llanwyddd: funny how I used to think the old Looney Tunes were made for tv
cease: anohter one i remember fondly was called Fractured Flickers, i think
llanwyddd: and recently
cease: hans konreid
EdGruberTween: Under Dog? Isn't he an LA rapper?
llanwyddd: I don't mean I believed that recently
Honey: fractures fairytales i remember them from the rocky & bullwinkle show
Principalpoop: that is from bullwinkle
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Ben Bland close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:02 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
Bunnyboy: The HIYA KIDS! set includes Kukla Fran and Ollie, Time for Beany, Andy's Gang, Howdy Doody...
Principalpoop: yes
cease: and speaking of old tv shows, heres ben bland
Principalpoop: hi ben bland
llanwyddd: evening ben!
Honey: hell Ben Bland
überRegenbogen: mention of Dagwood makes me want a sandwich
Dexter Fong: Hey Ben, take a seat and sit on your hat
Principalpoop: ahh beany and cecil, i had one of those hat
Principalpoop: s
EdGruberTween: Hey Ben
Bunnyboy: cat: FRACTURED FLICKERS, the complete series, is, surprisingly, available.
cease: maybe his name is norwegian for sandwich
llanwyddd: we always get on the subject of good food
Elayne: Dang, shoulder hurting again. Next week, all.
Honey: eeep I mean hello hehe
Principalpoop: good luck e
cease: im deligfhted, bun
llanwyddd: that's a standard in this chat room
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
Bunnyboy: nite El!
cease: by el
||||||||| Elayne runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 10:03 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Honey: night El have a good rest of the week
llanwyddd: nite elayne!
Ben Bland: http://blogs.feedburner.com/feedburner/archives/001415.html Put the sticker on your forehead. All the kids are doing it.
Principalpoop: rimmer had swag on his forehead years ago
Bubba's Brain: My computer is running slooooooowwwwww......... Must sign of to try to reboot....
||||||||| Bubba's Brain rushes off, saying "10:05 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Ben Bland: http://www.mousestudios.com/rockart/rock/rk_16.htm I think this Stanley Mouse fellow is just jealous.
Bunnyboy: Yup, here's the FLICKERS distributor:
Principalpoop: good luck bb
Bunnyboy: www.vcientertainment.com
EdGruberTween: Cool poster, Ben
Principalpoop: huh
Ben Bland: Swell demonstration in San Francisco.
Bunnyboy: Yup, you can search up the FLICKERS set there. Still in print.
cease: its great such things were preserved
cease: i think most of the old firesign radio shows were lost or something
Bunnyboy: Now, somebody needs to get to work on a remastered HOPPITY HOOPER set...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Aren't they in Ossman's vault(s)
Principalpoop: hoppity hooker? wow
cease: if so, why would they be asking for them?
Dexter Fong: Good point lol
Ben Bland: Lost...
Dexter Fong: Maybe trying to get all the illegal copies out of circulation?
cease: they didnt have most of the mushroom shows. that's scary. that's their beginning, really as a theatre group
Principalpoop: and found
Merlyn: Cat, there have been some encouraging emails in GOT FIRESIGN? that I assume Taylor Jessen is following up on, including really early fireisng radio
cease: anyone who had a copy would be delighted to donate it to THE FIRESIGN THEATRE, doncha think?
cease: and yet such persons have not come forth
cease: really merl? thats fantastic
EdGruberTween: I'm buying one item a month until I've got everything they're selling
Bunnyboy: I think Bunnette and I are gonna watch LIFE AFTER TOMORROW tonite.
Dexter Fong: Bet they have it and have forgotten it...buried in reams of RTR and cassette tape
cease: nok, they woulndt forget it
llanwyddd: I've never heard of Got Firesign
Dexter Fong: Bunny: I saw that yesterday
Dexter Fong: or maybe the morning before
cease: if they knew the firesign sitll existed they would encounter Got Firesign?
cease: jsut google firesign
Bunnyboy: Documentary on the ladies who played Annie and the orphans, in the original Broadway run of ANNIE.
Merlyn: see http://www.firesigntheatre.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi llan
Merlyn: It's right on the front page, cat
Dexter Fong: Cat: Think they got off the bus a long time ago
Bambi: ..
llanwyddd: Thanks, Merl
Ben Bland: That's the very point of our existence. We have memorized everything that they have ever done.
cease: that'll work, merl
Bunnyboy: Reminds me of Proctor's brief appearance on NatLamp's SEX, DRUGS, ROCK AND ROLL, AND THE END OF THE WORLD.
Dexter Fong: How can you memorize that which you have not heard..
Bunnyboy: His line is MUCH shorter than that title.
cease: no i occasioanilly meet people who are amazed and elated theyre sitll here
cease: like everyone i met on the cruise
EdGruberTween: Well Ben, if it's a choice between Firesign & Fox Noise...
EdGruberTween: Bet that was fun, cease
Principalpoop: there are still people who have not been on the internet, they have no idea
Ben Bland: If every copy is lost, it's still in our collective memory
cease: too bad, bun
llanwyddd: oh, don?
Dexter Fong: Cat: What I meant is that as FST dropped off the radar...they got off the bus...gosh what is all this mechanistic imagery, anyway?
Bunnyboy: Great news: Fox is cutting the "results" eps of AMERICAN IDOL down to 30 minutes, next season. The blessed erosion begins...
cease: not keseys or neals bus to be sure
Bunnyboy: And yet, the curse persists...
EdGruberTween: Last time they made a splash was the PBS special Weirdly Cool
Principalpoop: they were not on message, how did you expect them to go mainstream?
cease: yes theyre not in People and its tv equivalents
Ben Bland: Each one of us must be prepared to perform an entire FST broadcast... Singlehanded
EdGruberTween: The local PBS station uses it for pledge week
cease: i have to suffer thru news of possible britny pregancy to get the traffic news i need in the car
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Will it be called American Stauette?
EdGruberTween: lol cease, yeah
cease: a splash would be an overstatement.
EdGruberTween: You've seen the Britney send-up on my site?
H. Stones: my eyesight is already failing, Ben
Ben Bland: To recite all of the lines delivered by the four on any given broadcast
cease: ossman told me it was their last chance for fame, but he went on to tour in 05 so he still pursues it
EdGruberTween: It's connected to FST's Monitor Lizards sketch at www.kurtericson.com
Principalpoop: whatever happened to smothers brothers after they lost their show?
Bunnyboy: Not that I'm BITTER, or anything...
EdGruberTween: Very long page, so use your search to find the Firesign section
Ben Bland: Getting the inflection right is the biggest challenge
llanwyddd: the first or second time they lost their show
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Can you type that as an ACRONYM?
Ben Bland: and the timing
Principalpoop: they lost it twice?
llanwyddd: I've got to start learning to use question marks?
EdGruberTween: (They mention Britney in the Monitor Lizards XM sketch)
Honey: you do, llan??
Principalpoop: what??
Dexter Fong: I got a pair of Baby Monitor Lizards for my grandchildren
Ben Bland: It's kind of like re-enacting a performance of the Harlem Globetrotters
Merlyn: to monitor your babies?
Honey has a pair of baby monitor lizard slippers
cease: i must put together a vid to accomapny mutant blue
Dexter Fong whistles sweet georgia brown and dribbles a lot
Principalpoop: what will the other guy do with your grandchildren?
cease: of my visit to my uncle's chinchilla farm in northern cal
Ben Bland: It brings a whole new meaning the phrase "playing with yourself"
Bunnyboy: How 'bout 'breviation compounds? POOFILLSMONITOR: THE HORROR!
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwyddd: they must be very small, hon
EdGruberTween: lol cease
Honey: lol Bunny
Principalpoop: i know that song cat, mama cass sang that
Merlyn: the commie cold
EdGruberTween: The war in Iraq, Ben?
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Well done indeed
Dexter Fong: What did the focus group think
Principalpoop: focus? noo focu
Dexter Fong: Thanks poo
cease: she was on one of the radio free oz show from 67
llanwyddd: oh, that reminds me. did you hear mccain say that the war in iraq can be won in four years? very suspicious if you ask me
Ben Bland: O Afghanistan
Principalpoop: i went to the same high school as mama cass
Bunnyboy: llan: Those are FOOTBALL years.
Dexter Fong: Port Arthur Poop?
cease: mama cass high?
cease: thats a rhetorical question
Principalpoop: George Washington High School in Alexandria, virginia, very original name
Dexter Fong: Mamma Cass hammed it up once too often
Ben Bland: we need a gourd like Ford FOUR MORE!
EdGruberTween: Egypt?
cease: actually her son contacted one of the firesign internet groups as i recall
Bunnyboy: It's fun that NBC news made mention of the one word McCain DIDN'T say in his most recent speech: Republican.
cease: elayne would remember but it was before the rest of you
llanwyddd: but you know how that sounds to me. if he keeps his campaign promise, h'es sure to be re-elected
H. Stones: i am fading fast fellas so i must call it a day
cease: there is some connection between her and them from those days
Dexter Fong has confused Mamma Cass with JANICE Joplin....easy to understand
llanwyddd: that's in the unfortunate situation that he is elected for a first term to begin with
H. Stones: have a splendid week everyone
Bunnyboy: The Bush babies have nearly buried the Gibbering Olde Party.
cease: you too stones
Principalpoop: ciao stones, i will jump ship too, have a super week all
||||||||| Principalpoop says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Principalpoop exits at 10:24 PM.
H. Stones: good night all
EdGruberTween: Toodles, Stones
Dexter Fong: Good evening Holmes, be well
cease: you as well, poop
Ben Bland: the mushroom show is lost... and so are the Lincoln Logs
Honey: I keep getting distracted...best I head to the barn myself
Dexter Fong: Night Poop
EdGruberTween: Bye P
H. Stones: thanks to Merlyn and clem
Honey: buenos noches amigos
H. Stones: nighty night
llanwyddd: nite honey!
Honey waves bye
ah,clem: g/n to those who must leave
Bunnyboy: nite Stones, Honey, Poop, Simon...
Dexter Fong: You moseying too, Honey?
llanwyddd: have a great week
||||||||| Honey leaves at 10:25 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..."
EdGruberTween: Via Con Bozo, Honey
Dexter Fong: Night than Ms Sanchez
Ben Bland: Nite
||||||||| H. Stones rushes off, saying "10:26 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cease: keep on dripping, honey
Dexter Fong: brb
cease: ah, my favourite moment from this album
EdGruberTween: The Echo Poem
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:28 PM and late as usual, it's Bubba's Brain, just back from Elmertown."
EdGruberTween: They can get serious sometimes ;)
Dexter Fong: WB Bubba
llanwyddd: welcome back, bubba's brain
EdGruberTween: wb Bubba
Bubba's Brain: In and out and in and out and in and out. And the music's alright, and tis playin all night.....
cease: thats one of the best thing anyone's ever done
EdGruberTween: The What?
Dexter Fong: Who?
cease: the firesign piece that just ended
Dexter Fong: Yes
Bunnyboy: FST haven't really done a "MEMORY"-style freefloater since their Columbia period.
EdGruberTween: yeah, Echo Poem
llanwyddd: I'm dying to know which sketch you are talking about, cat
EdGruberTween: Was referring to Bubba's lyric quote
Bunnyboy: Who's on first, Guess Who's on second, and the third act...?
cease: freefloater?
cease: the one that just ended. echo poem
EdGruberTween: from Meaty Beaty Big and Bouncy
Dexter Fong: LLan: Echo Poem form original 2 lp Dear Friends
Bunnyboy: Yeah, stuff like ECHO POEM and MEMORY.
llanwyddd: thanks, dex
cease: true, bunny. but if they can be dragged back into a studio, they might
llanwyddd: is that the one with the "blig, big black bug"?
Ben Bland: "Don't worry about the flies, we won't weigh 'em"
cease: dragged by dollars in front of them
llanwyddd: I thought that was funny but I didn't particularly see anything profound in it
EdGruberTween: Would love to see them at an XM table again
EdGruberTween: That was a wonderful series
Dexter Fong: llan: Different one..that's proctor solo doing a poem a bout a big black owl
cease: i thought it was the perfect eulogy, llan
EdGruberTween: I Sirius about that!
EdGruberTween: I'm
cease: from the early days of the environmental movement,
Bubba's Brain: RU Sirius?
||||||||| Ben Bland is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:33 PM.
llanwyddd: damn! I missed that one. never heard it
Bubba's Brain: (Beat me to it)
cease: greenpeace was still the Dont Make Waves committee when this came out
EdGruberTween: Yeah Dear Friends is 1969, isn't it?
Bunnyboy: cat: Sorry to say, I think that song has been sung. Far and away from the character-driven sketches.
EdGruberTween: Actually I would place the start of the environmental movement with Rachael Carson's "Silent Spring"
Dexter Fong: You can't step in the same river twice
cease: too norman corwin, bun?
Dexter Fong: You can't step in the same river twice
EdGruberTween: That was late 50's, I do believe
Dexter Fong: You can't step in the same river twice
llanwyddd: I could get Silent Spring out of my local library. that was 1964, wasn't it?
EdGruberTween: Not if it full of alligators...
EdGruberTween: if it's lol
EdGruberTween: Could be, LL
Bunnyboy: cat: Kick me for holding back on ordering Corwin recordings from Lodestone. Never actually heard any of his work.
cease: bdex, youlre wrfongv. with global warming, rivers may appear, and then perhaps later begin anew
EdGruberTween: 't remember when it was published
: hippity hoppity ...
EdGruberTween: but far earlier than 1969
||||||||| 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 Bambi falls out at 10:35 PM.
cease: oh you must, bun. pay bubba and he'll send you some
Bambi: hey I got bumped out
Bambi: weird
llanwyddd: I saw a documentary about carson and silent spring on pbs a few years ago
EdGruberTween: wb Deer Person
Bambi: lol
EdGruberTween: too crowded, Bambi?
cease: welcome back, bambi
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Corwins stuff when it was *new* was wonderfully intelligent and poetic...much different that the usual diet of radio poo then available
Bambi: shanks a rot Tween :-)
EdGruberTween: DDT, add it to your morning cereal ;)
Bambi: and Cat :-)
EdGruberTween: lol Bambi
EdGruberTween: Am I redeemed?
EdGruberTween: Aw pshaw....
Dexter Fong: Yes you are...here's two cents
llanwyddd: the pshaw of almostiran
Bambi: ah, shawks lol
Bubba's Brain: Ossman and Co are actually current sellers of Corwin Material. Contact them to buy it.
Dexter Fong: Shawk are eating my car in the yard
cease: aha. thanks bub
cease: yes give ossmans money. norman too.
cease: corwin
EdGruberTween: Bubba - Wasn't Ossman talking about selling Firesign from his site?
Dexter Fong: Carwin is deceased isn't he?
Bubba's Brain: Nope, just turned 98.
cease: thwt woulbe good idea if he can do it.
Dexter Fong: Wow, Thanks Bubba
cease: what was carwons name as the prognosticater
Bubba's Brain: Yes, that's the plan as I understand it, Tween.
EdGruberTween: What's Ossman's URL? DavidOssman.com isn't valid
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| überRegenbogen - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: carson
cease: merl will know. maybe otherworld media
llanwyddd: johnny or racheal
cease: there must be a link on the firesign site
EdGruberTween: "I did not know that..."
EdGruberTween: Not that I've seen, cease
EdGruberTween: Used to me a valid like, and 'under construction since I stared here'
cease: yes it needs greater publicity, if he is the salesman of the corwin material
Bubba's Brain: http://georgetirebiter.com/ is up, but otherworldmedia.com seems to be parked.
EdGruberTween: Had a link to "Live From The Islands"
cease: i hope doc isnt in charge of that. hes' far too busy these days
EdGruberTween: used to be a valid link
Bambi: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/albums/ossman.html <<-- several listed here
EdGruberTween: (sorry, rented fingers...)
cease: i should know the site better
cease: its easy enough to google
EdGruberTween: Didn't know that was Devin's band. Really sorry
cease: a great tragedy
EdGruberTween: It's fun to take the links they talk about in Bride and plug them into the site :)
EdGruberTween: and yes, I need to spend an evening perusing the FST site :)
EdGruberTween: How I found you guys
Bambi: looks like hosting for LiveForTheIslands.com is donw
Bambi: down
Bambi: and the No Band Is An Island site down too
cease: you think they would do an album where george tireibiter would die?
EdGruberTween: By what cause?
llanwyddd: not likely, cat
Bambi: georgetirebiter site still there but has links to Bubba's old place for FST sales
Bambi: I think he's had other things on his mind of late ... can't blame him one bit
EdGruberTween: Laugh.com has lots of FST stuff
EdGruberTween: Where I found the Bergman "True Confessions"
Merlyn: ok, see you next week people, I can't listen to this again, I listened to it about 400 times making the flash movie
cease: i must buy that, tween
cease: poor merl
llanwyddd: Nite Merl!
Bambi: LOL ... have a great night Merlyn ... see ya next week
llanwyddd: have a great wee
cease: it must be tiresome to be so productive
llanwyddd: week
Bunnyboy: and otherworldmedia.org bounces offa davidossman.com
Bunnyboy: nite Merlyn!
Merlyn: I animated one tween, if you haven't seen it: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/true/index.html
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:49 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bambi: therworldmedia.org and davidossman.com .. I don't get anything there either
cease: urinating thru the window kept them off the radio
cease: yet they pissed anyway
Bambi: otherworldmedia.org
llanwyddd: who pissed out the window? are you joking or serious?
EdGruberTween: Never urinate through an Owlsley window...
Bunnyboy: It's a "pane".
cease: lol bun
EdGruberTween: The problem is, she was coming in tghrough the bathroom window at the time...
llanwyddd: "pane"! triple entendre! great
Bunnyboy: "You aren't pissing in the sink, are you?"
EdGruberTween: Common Sensei?
Bunnyboy: "Oh, no, no! I'm just...washing my leg!"
EdGruberTween: I've _read_ that!
Bunnyboy: St. Lenny the Bruce.
EdGruberTween: lol Bun
cease: more lol tween
Bunnyboy: llan: When I'm limber, I can occasionally muster a "quad".
llanwyddd: LOL
llanwyddd: b. kliban was a master of triple entendre
Dexter Fong: Van Cliburn?
llanwyddd: I used to be a kliban fanatic
Bunnyboy: coddle, waddle, Marquis de Sadle, yes...
Dexter Fong: plays Beethoven's third entendre and sustenuto
EdGruberTween: Austin is a master of the Double Trouble entendre
EdGruberTween: You didn't use enoug sun screen, Dex...
llanwyddd: LOL, Dex
Dexter Fong: and twice all Fresno Cheese string champ
cease: is there enough sun screen?
cease: there must have been a lot of competition, dex
Dexter Fong: Thats how we stop glovbal warming build a giant sun screen
EdGruberTween: If you can't stand the heat, get out of the Nagisaki!
EdGruberTween: (not funny :(
llanwyddd: I had big legs once
Bunnyboy: Well, YOU dropped the gawdamn BOMB!
Dexter Fong: It's the Hoove
cease: i had a friend who owned a bar in fumiyo's home town. he was 9 when the bomb went off there. he thought "how pretty"
EdGruberTween: And we were all envious of your games, er, gams LL
cease: the thinng about nagasaki, is that it s a collectoin of hillls. the part that got bombed, the next valley still has 1600's bridge intact
Bunnyboy: The Presidents' sketch on LAWYER'S HOSPITAL is probably the most cuss-filled FST sketch.
EdGruberTween: I've read a book called "5 Who Survived Hiroshima & Nagasaki"
llanwyddd: this is bringing back memories. I remember that sketch vividly from their performance at Town Hall in 1981
cease: my friend not only survived, he thrived. i visited him last summer. getting alzhiemery but stilll relatively spry
EdGruberTween: 5 people who lucky enough to escape Hiroshima only to find themselves in Nagasaki 3 days later
EdGruberTween: And lived to tell the story - pretty sobering stuff
cease: hes the same age as ossman
cease: indeed, tween
EdGruberTween: I cringe at the thought of India and Pakistan going after each other that way
cease: i am hopefull about that tween
Dexter Fong: Don't worry Tween" The INDIANS ARE BOMBING EACH OTHER AND GOD has punished the Chinese
Bunnyboy: "They're at the post!"
EdGruberTween: and now, back to our comedy revue...
Dexter Fong: I mean..God gave them the Olympics..think of all the money they'll lose
Bunnyboy: Days of tape loops. Now, discrete liddle digital files.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 11:01 PM, dragging Tor Hershman by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, again
EdGruberTween: Sponsered by Wal-Mart, I hope ;)
Dexter Fong: Tor: I can vouvh for him, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and mumbles "oh, fuck off Dexter Fong!"
EdGruberTween: Don't get me wrong, Wal-Mart runs a great store, as long as you're on the 'customer' side ;)
Dexter Fong: Nice talk..do you kiss your mother with that mouth Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and asks "Someone mention my name?"
EdGruberTween: wb Tor
llanwyddd: welcome back, tor
Bunnyboy: Geoff Emerick had great stories about assistant engineers holding up long loops of tape, winding around pencils, during the Beatles loop sessions.
Dexter Fong: Now they're off and running
Tor Hershman: Oh, moi just wanted to say that the recording I posted was NOT the original.....that one had Mouth Made audio FX effects
Tor Hershman: WB = Where Been, Ed, on the porch with WifeyWu, rooibos tea and memories.
Dexter Fong thinks, moi was a cook...now he's a recording engineer, very suspicious
Tor Hershman: A new cup is brewing
EdGruberTween: I use Digital Performer, Tor
llanwyddd: cup of what, tor?
Dexter Fong: llan: That poem with "blig black etc..is titled, Memory Poem
Tor Hershman: Ain't the universe the universe sometimes?
cease: hey tor
Tor Hershman: Rooibos tea, LL
EdGruberTween: The Universal Universe
llanwyddd: I guess my memory didn't serve me, Dex
Tor Hershman: Google it, it's red and GREAT
EdGruberTween: Thanks for staying up, clem :-)
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Clem
cease: any particular rooibos?
Dexter Fong: Thanks for turning *us* on Clem
llanwyddd: Rooibos? sounds australian
cease: african i think
Bunnyboy: Thanks for turning US on, ah, clem.
Tor Hershman: South African
Bambi: thanks Clem :-)
Dexter Fong: We wish Bunny
cease: we always enjoy it
EdGruberTween: Hmmmmm - methinks that someone must get in touch with Ossman and recomment FT Hometech web hosting via Fran's Computer Services ;)
llanwyddd: just don't bother me with earl grey
llanwyddd: can't take that stuff
cease: yeah there's lots of great plants to make tea out of, and stuff
Bambi: lol certainly a good deal Tween :-)
llanwyddd: ginger tea is my personal favorite
cease: no i don tlike earl gray either
EdGruberTween: Have a great week all. Some of us also chat on Saturday night at CNI Radio. And don't forget to support CNI Radio, without which, none of this would have been necessary... (http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm)
Dexter Fong: I made a tea out of Defense Plant 39 dutring the big one...pretty good except for a slight metallic taste
Bunnyboy: I better go pry Bunnette away from her work. Wish me luck!
cease: night tween. keep em tweening
EdGruberTween: later, gators :-)
cease: off you pry, bun
llanwyddd: have a great week, tween!
||||||||| At 11:07 PM, EdGruberTween vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Good Luck Bunny
Bambi: nytol! See ya next time :-)
Tor Hershman: on the phone
Dexter Fong: Adieu to you Tween
cease: bambi
Bambi: Thanks for the plug Tween!
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi
Tor Hershman: Nite all
||||||||| At 11:08 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...
Dexter Fong: It's a movement
Dexter Fong: Night Tor
cease: its better than china
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 11:08 PM train to Virginia.
||||||||| Bambi is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:08 PM.
Dexter Fong: Wonder if that was a train window
cease: sounds like an ozu image
llanwyddd: poor bambi
Dexter Fong: Uzo?
llanwyddd: lol, dex
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| llanwydd sashays in at 11:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: llan: Are you a Hitchcock fan?
||||||||| Bambi sneaks in around 11:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
llanwydd: amrad is not sure he understands me fully. and every time he says that I get redirected
Bambi: I heard that LOL!
Dexter Fong: Forget *this* Bambi?
Bambi: heheheehehe
Bambi: have a great week everyone! :-)
||||||||| Around 11:11 PM, Bambi walks off into the sunset...
llanwydd: Dex, I have seen every one of hitchcocks talking films and one of his silents
Dexter Fong: It's already pretty good seeing you bambi =)
cease: you too bambi
llanwydd: I think that makes me a fan
cease: or some interesting paper on bamboo
Dexter Fong: llan: There's a show on broadway The 39 Steps which is a stage adaptation of the movie performed by 3 men and one woman and it is wonderfully brilliant and funny and the staging is genius
llanwydd: I didn't know that, dex. I'd love to see it
Dexter Fong recalls his small mongraph on The 43 useages of Bambu
llanwydd: the three men and one woman must play multiple roles
Dexter Fong: llan: They do and bewilderingly fast
Dexter Fong: and great accents too
llanwydd: I'd love to see it.
llanwydd: as I say, it has to be multiple roles because as I remember there are two female leads
Dexter Fong: maybe it will tour though it would be hard to duplicate..it's the original london caste
Dexter Fong: brb
llanwydd: the 39 Steps might be my favorite hitchcock film.
cease: ive seen it i think. dont remember. seen a lot of hitchcock. none that i liked though
llanwydd: it's either that or north by northwest
llanwydd: I've read the novel "The 39 Steps" by John Buchan as well. It's great but it's a bit different from the film
llanwydd: film
cease: most novels are
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwyddd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Dexter Fong: back
cease: they die, they resurrect.
cease: at least on chat
Dexter Fong: Cat: So other than border harrasment and fine dining , how was your trip?
Dexter Fong: oh! and Mrs. Levine
cease: fumiyo drove so it was smooth and pleasent, even though the road changes from smooth in canada to abrasive once the border is crossed
Dexter Fong: lol
llanwydd: apparently the 39 Steps were originally a staircase
Dexter Fong: you crack me up sometimes cat
cease: she got a text message we read in the restauarnt. it was from her cell co. as we crossed the border, she switched to att
cease: no shit, dex. your tires feel it instantly. bad road, swore fumiyo
Dexter Fong: Next time Cat, take us speedy motor cruiser
cease: mrs levine was pleasent, verging on the hilarious.
cease: and my mother should be getting documents to sign in a few monthes.
cease: lol dex
Dexter Fong: from pleasant to hilarius wow and skipped completely loquacious, affable, amiable, and fawning?
cease: we had to drive there to prove i was a real person, legally entitled to recieve social security checks for my mother
cease: id ont know why they just cant keep sending them to her bank but i guess she's no longer married.
llanwydd: "fawning" is a funny word
Dexter Fong: I am not a welfare sponger!!
llanwydd: I
cease: yet her pension is far greater than his. she's the poor one.
llanwydd: I'll bet it originated with Fawn Hall
Dexter Fong: Fawn Fawn my good man, have yore way
Dexter Fong: have it
cease: they asked me if she owed me money. i guffawed, and said that was impossible. she seemed relieved.
llanwydd: that's a little obscure to me, dex
cease: i guess there are people who do such things but i see them only on the simpsons
cease: from the contragate hearings
cease: oliver north's secretary, or something
Dexter Fong: Just an attempt at humor...it don't always work but i will not talk down
cease: my siciilian bisque was amazing. fumiyo not pleased with her lemon chicken. the whole appointment was less than half an hour, including numerous signings. not bad at all
Dexter Fong: You had to make an appointment to eat and sign things too?
cease: my mother is no longer her legal self, she's now Widow X, to their records
cease: bizarre
cease: no eat cuz we got there at 12:15 and had appointment for 1:30 and were hungry.
llanwydd: sicillian bisque? let me guess. calamari.
cease: belingham is tiny. we looked at a few cafes and settled on the italian place. i was enchanted
Dexter Fong: Cat: Indeed...llike does she have a liscence to kill and top sexret clearance, eyes only
cease: no, lobster. it was wortrh writing poetry about
llanwydd: I love lobster bisque
Dexter Fong: I think that I shall never see
Dexter Fong: a lobster big enough for me
cease: i wish i had more of an appetite. we walked the dogs for about 20 mintues before delivering them to day care but not enough to work up enough appetitie
cease: you would hav eloved this then, llan
cease: its not your everyday lobster bisque
cease: maybe his own invention, maybe from his village but amazing
llanwydd: I'm inamately familiar with lobster, having been a lobster fisherman
cease: it had resonances of bisque, but it had something oddly italian
cease: i tasted its flavouorings flowing into that french creaminess of most bisque
llanwydd: probably thyme
Dexter Fong: Thicker tomato sauce, Cat
cease: yhou would know far more than i, llan
Dexter Fong: ?
cease: i cant say ive ever had a lobster i didnt love
llanwydd: well, I have caught, cooked and prepared a lot of lobster
cease: no, it was more sublet than that, dex.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Drive along the coast line of Maine and every couple miles there are these little stands selling Lobster Rolls
cease: theres sometnhing in that soup that reminded me of the many soups i had in italy
cease: some herb dispersion or something, you dont normally get here
Dexter Fong: Garlic and Olive Oil
cease: i look forward to driving anywhere about as much as i look forward to dieing
cease: there's herbs in there too, dex
llanwydd: while we are on the subject of maine diners, I recommend one in York. I don't remember the name but it is the only on e on route 1
cease: i discerned a faint though familiar herbery, undeath the basil on top
Dexter Fong: Cat: The most interesting stuff is off the beaten track
cease: most as in serendipitous, perhaps
cease: yeah when i lived in japan, every back street had a great restaruant
Dexter Fong: That's how you say great restaurant...Back street
cease: the best pork i've had in vancouver was in front of my local supermarket
cease: they were "demonstrating" pork for the bbq season. i've never had pork that good in a restaruatn in van
cease: in japan, every day
Dexter Fong: Speaking of Vancouver...The Da Vinci files has reverted back to the first episodes and they date back to 1988-89
cease: my aunt, father's older sister, died a couple years ago. her job was as a food demonstrator in la supermarkets
cease: wow, thats a long time ago
cease: must have been a great job. she was a great cook and would not wiling serve bad food to anyone
Dexter Fong: Yes? Da Vinci or aunts death
cease: da vinci, 20 years ago? wow. aunts death was 05
cease: its seems more recent to me cuz i've lived there since then
Dexter Fong: Cat: Uh...that's 10 years =)
cease: this is 08. you said 88
Dexter Fong: ooops sorry should have said
cease: your attention span rivals my mother's dex
Dexter Fong: Hell...can't remember the year
Dexter Fong: lol cat
cease: its not worth remembering
cease: you know, it is really worknig for her
Dexter Fong: We could charge people for implanting memories
cease: she cant remember her husband's death long enough to become depressed about ti
Dexter Fong: Kinda like intellectual boob jobs
cease: ive just spent a lot of time talking to her doctors and nurses and such and they are amazed at her resiliancy
cease: and shes only 89.
Dexter Fong: She prolly doesn't strees about thing
llanwydd: intellectual boob jobs? would you elaborate?
Dexter Fong: stress
cease: the age, not the year of davinci
cease: no she doesnt, dex. thats true for most people in the home
cease: they are groovin in the grave, basically
Dexter Fong: Okay llan: Let's say we implanted Laurence Oliviers memories in you noggin...you'd become him...a great physical actor
cease: no discontent, massive care
cease: groovin To the grave
cease: a palliative paradise
Dexter Fong: and everyday a brand new experience
llanwydd: aha!
cease: every minute, dex
Dexter Fong admires llan's leap from the parapet to the proscenium arch
cease: in innuit (eskimo) tradition, one was supposed to greet every moment as something completely new
Dexter Fong: That's why they had 149 words for snow
cease: in the jain tradition, god created the universe, found it flawed and destroyed it, then started anew with the same results, every second, forever
Dexter Fong: look! it snow!! No its yakhit!
cease: well, they had to do something
cease: you read snow by that turkish dude?
cease: great novel
Dexter Fong: Cat: Repeating the same actions over and over again and expecting different result + insanity
cease: too bad it got him exiled to nyc
cease: isnt insanity necessary for relitgious belief?
llanwydd: haven't read any turkish literature
Dexter Fong: Cat to different degrees...from mild associative alienation to full blown multi-psychosis
cease: ive only read the one novel and it was really good. gets you inside of a very different culture
llanwydd: depends what you call "religious", Cat
Dexter Fong: Religious = Ligious again
cease: i think relgion is more a cultural impostion.
llanwydd: LOL, Dex
cease: my parents tried to force relgions upon me. i went to church as long as it had beautiful girls my age. i was 14. thats a long time ago
: Lolodex?
Dexter Fong: Cat: In the sense that the need is pervasive too seek for some authority figure who'll take the rap for all of this
llanwydd: a lolodex is like a rolex
cease: you find that pathogical, dex? if so, if the majority is in pathology, what is normality?
||||||||| Outside, the 11:50 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving überRegenbogen coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: "sings "I'm a rolodex baby, and I
überRegenbogen: eeek! i was invisible!
Dexter Fong: e got your number down
cease: thats the wrong thing to shout, then
llanwydd: welcome back, mr. bogen
Dexter Fong: ICU Ube
Dexter Fong: ICU Ube
cease: too much hospital lingo
llanwydd: sdfgjh
überRegenbogen: i nodded off, and so did my connection
Dexter Fong: Code Blue!! Stat!~!
cease: some get connections back, some do not
Dexter Fong: Everybody's sleepin'
cease: ive spent enough time in hospitals. now its my mother's turn
llanwydd: what's the matter with your mother, cat?
llanwydd: sorry to hear
Dexter Fong: Cat:But your mother doesn't know it's a hospital...she wins
cease: no, nothing now, llan. i mean my father was in the hospital often befoe his death. now my mother will. she is phiysically healthy
cease: butwnats to join her husband in heaven
Dexter Fong: well, i've prolly jarred enough feeling for one night,,,,come back next week,,,,try the veal and don't forget to tip catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
cease: come on back anytime, dex
llanwydd: I didn't know your father had died, cat. I'm sorry to hear
Dexter Fong: Thanks Cat=0
Dexter Fong: =)
cease: yes he died on may 4trh. that necessitatred the trip to bellingham today, etc.
Dexter Fong:
cease: the brochure from the funeral are on my blog, which is at
Dexter Fong: Night Dear friends
cease: www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
llanwydd: my father's birthday was on may 4th
cease: by dex
llanwydd: he's 78
cease: they come, they go
llanwydd: nite dex!
cease: barely older than dex
||||||||| 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: i guess we should meet here again next week
llanwydd: as always
cease: off we go
||||||||| cease departs at 12:02 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
llanwydd: time flys
llanwydd: parked your car yet, dex?
llanwydd: well, I'm starting to go.
llanwydd: in other words I am recovering from insomnia.
llanwydd: see you folks again in 160 hours
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| überRegenbogen - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:

Ben Bland
Bubba's Brain
Dexter Fong
H. Stones
Tor Hershman
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