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 June 19, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 6:58 AM and Firebroiled bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Firebroiled: People of Alexandria!

People of Alexandria!

Who burned the library?

Ashes to Ash


Dex to Dexter Fong!!

Firebroiled: How are things in NYC, Ash??
||||||||| Firebroiled departs at 6:59 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| ah,clem sashays in at 8:32 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| "8:33 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 19, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| 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 falls out at 9:02 PM.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and Mudhead waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
H. Stones: greetings
||||||||| Catherwood ushers cease inside, makes a note of the time (9:04 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Mudhead: HELLO
cease: I'm listening, ah
cease: hi mud, stones
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Merlyn close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:05 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
cease: hey merl. i see ossman has a new book out
cease: will he be on chat as george tirebiter to promote it again?
cease: i must order it, but would rather put money directly into dave's pocket
Merlyn: I dunno cat, I could ask him
||||||||| 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 ah,clem falls out at 9:06 PM.
ah,clem: hi all
cease: this sounds like Just Folks or whatrever its called
Merlyn: send him $25 and he'll autograph it and mail it
cease: i should give him a call, merl
Mudhead: frakkin browser problems agin, i brb
ah,clem: that's it, Cat
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "9:06 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cease: great to see firesign ref on hufpo yest
||||||||| "9:07 PM? 9:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "H. STONES should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as H. STONES enters and sits on the couch.
cease: i hope it rekindles memories of the lads from hufpo readers
H. STONES: Greetings
Merlyn: yep; not a lot of hits from it though
||||||||| Mudhead sneaks in around 9:08 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
H. STONES: hi Mud
cease: bummer, but sitll, the idea is to let people know the firesign are still around, and have tons of product they probably havent heard but would love to
Mudhead: it stills not right
ah,clem: hi Stones, both of you...
Mudhead: the screens flashin on n off like a crazy monkey
cease: when i gave my speech on the air america boat plugging the lads, MANY people came up to me afterwards and said they didnt know firesign were still around, but loved them long ago
H. STONES: its a problem with my unpatented matter transporter, its left my credit card in Brazil
cease: hopefully not terry gilliam's brazil
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H. STONES: Sau Paulo
Merlyn: the huffpo is an offshoot of that I think, cat
cease: kinda
H. STONES: a lot of places are getting like Gilliams Brazil nowadays
cease: giliam is actually a friend of a friend of mine. they went to the same highschool in la
H. STONES: a gifted animator for sure, cease
cease: and not a bad film maker, stones
H. STONES: i never saw a more inspired set of TV credits
||||||||| llanwydd bounds in at 9:12 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
H. STONES: hi llan
llanwydd: TGIT
cease: speaking of credits, one of the funniest things i ever saw was the opening credits for Holy Grail
cease: hi llan
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (9:13 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: hey dex
llanwydd: Hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Friends
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "9:14 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
H. STONES: i actually managed to get the Pythons Black Knight into a campaign letter only yesterday
llanwydd: Hey Muddy
cease: not so high, dex
llanwydd: a moose once bit my sister
H. STONES: Hello Sir Fong
Dexter Fong: Prithee Good Night, Stones
H. STONES: Salutations
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bambi into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:15 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: Hey Bambi
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends!
H. STONES: Hi Bambi
Bambi: how's it going?
cease: sounds like a plot for a duddly doright cartoon, llan
cease: hi deer
H. STONES: in my case very well at present thank you Bambi
Dexter Fong: Hi clem, Cat, llan. merlyn
ah,clem: hi dex, bam, and all
llanwydd: didn't you recognize that line, cat? it was from Holy Grail
llanwydd: np: l'Isola di Niente (PFM)
H. STONES: is that like PMT, llan ?
cease: a line in Just Folks, llan?
llanwydd: no, stones. Premiata Forneria Marconi
llanwydd: an italian band that I like
Dexter Fong: Sounds like Illuminati talk to me
H. STONES: no re Morse
cease: the moose line is from holy grail? i didnt know they had moose in arthurian england
cease: not that that would stop the pythons
llanwydd: they were associated loosely with king crimson and elp
llanwydd: it's from the opening credits, cat
Dexter Fong: Cat: It was a mouse actually, but scottish pronunciation etc.....
Bambi: don't walk into the light! lol
llanwydd: printed as a subtitle
llanwydd: or rather as a nonsequitur at the bottom of the screen
cease: i just remember laughing so hard i was rolling around on the theatre floor with all the used gum
Dexter Fong: Used guns?
Bambi: oh, wait, it was walk into the light in poultergeist or was that chickengeist
cease: hard to hear the firesign show as i have carpenters pounding in my new cork floor a few feet away from me
H. STONES: luxury, cease
llanwydd: what fst is playing?
Dexter Fong: Just Folks
cease: a house filled with red dust for now
cease: where's antonioni when we need him?
Dexter Fong: Just like on mars, Cat
llanwydd: at least if you spill some wine it will float
llanwydd: that too was a nonsequitur
Dexter Fong: Red Dust marijuana
H. STONES: i knew those Mars photos were phoney, how much did they pay you, cease
Bambi: you had a red shift at your place Cat? ;-)
H. STONES: Panamars Red ?
cease: when we moved into our house 4 years ago, the entrance hall was full of cracked tile. the owner asked what we wanted to do with them and we said we were going to put in a new floor. didnt expect it to take this long though
Dexter Fong: Stones: Yep, the republicans invaded
cease: constant sawing, sawdust from the cork is red. doubt it has any psychoactive properties, alas
||||||||| DonK enters at 9:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Dexter Fong: Hey Don K
H. STONES: dont knock it Cease, it will help your house price to float
cease: i just wrote Red Shift, i never planned to actually Live it
Bambi: so no mara who wanna?
Bambi: hey Don!
cease: hey donk
DonK: Hey Dex and all
Bambi: LOL good one Cat
cease: we dont expect to sell it until the animals die, which hopefully will be in the distant future, as they are young
Dexter Fong: Unless the red dust hastens things
cease: Fumiyo wanted hard wood flooring but when the guy from the store came over to measure and met our vast dog, he said no way. our dog would rip it up. so we went with cork.
Dexter Fong: Cork is good, the cats can sharpen their claws on it
ah,clem: lol
Dexter Fong: Clem: You seem to have a fast connection tonight
Dexter Fong: unless , of course, your lol ing at something that happened minutes ago
ah,clem: same as usuall
llanwydd: there has GOT to be something else I can put in my gas tank
Dexter Fong: Well, maybe it's just you being faster than usual =))
H. STONES: (goes to phone Honey, bbs )
ah,clem: was laughing at cat and the cork, no lag in chat
Dexter Fong: Yeah...usually you seem lagged big time
ah,clem: chat is 2 minutes ahead of radio station
ah,clem: or so
Bambi: there's the thunderstorms! we didn't beat the 31% odds tonight!
ah,clem: thunder here
Dexter Fong: Then you already know what will happen wow!!
Bambi: rain starting now
llanwydd: actually I heard a couple of booms a while ago
H. STONES: back
llanwydd: it won't get past me either
H. STONES: actually this all happend more than five hours ago
Dexter Fong: All clear here in the "big city"
Bambi: eeek! getting much closer
llanwydd: I got caught in a hailstorm in vermont last friday
Bambi: and rain heavier
cease: are you guys being flooded, bambi and clem?
llanwydd: somehow it didn't damage my car
Bambi: wow, llanwydd
Bambi: no fun
llanwydd: it's happened to me before
Bambi: well, it's pouring cats and dogs if that's any indication LOL
llanwydd: in fact the first garden I ever grew was destroyed by hail
Bambi: or was that pouring buckets and raining cats and dogs
H. STONES: any ferrets or hamsters yet Bambi ?
llanwydd: I still remember the shredded corn stalks
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please pour Bambi a cat'ndog
||||||||| Catherwood gives bambi a cat'ndog.
Bambi: thought I heard a ferret or hamster earlier Stones lol
cease: my cats and dog are not at all happy with the invasion of the carpenters
cease: they are REALLY gonna be pissed of when we do the kitchen next month
H. STONES: yes Bambi, it starts that way but can build up to Mooses
Bambi: your cats and dogs don't like catepillers Cat?
Bambi: oh, wait, that was carpenters, so they don't like bees, then?
Dexter Fong: They like batterpillars...hate butterflies
cease: and no tolerance for The Carpenters either
Bambi: LOL Stones
cease: its the bees and the spiders again
H. STONES: we had a heavy shower of wilderbeast eary today
Bambi: LOL Cat
Dexter Fong: Stones, what else is Gnu
Bambi: there ya go Cat...we just knew it would get back to that
cease: the only good thing about We've Only Just Begun is that it ended
Bambi: ouch Stones...that could be painful
H. STONES: i dont know Dex, i missed the midnight Gnus
Dexter Fong: YOu don't have an all Gnus station?
H. STONES: we have gnus on the hour and of course rolling gnus
Bambi: shame to miss the midnight gafus
Dexter Fong: Rolling Gnus? is that like tipping cows
Bambi: I can't talk now, we've got cows!
Bambi: lol
H. STONES: a fair days work for a fair days pay, Dex, we dont believe in tipping
cease: better gnus than guns
cease: just like the Japanese, stones
H. STONES: Gnus and Roses
Dexter Fong: sorry
H. STONES: and you should be, Dexter
H. STONES: in fact i think you are
Dexter Fong: I *AM* Dexter
Bambi looks the other wau...and walks non-chalantly while whistling... so as not to attract the looney service charge people
H. STONES: see, i told you !
Dexter Fong: Dexter I *AM*
cease: as in will.i. am?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood: Give Bambi a service charge
||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi a service charge.
Bambi: and Dex does'nt want any green eggs and ham?
ah,clem: I don't like green eggs and ham.
||||||||| It's 9:40 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
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi says DRAT!
cease: they'd both turn red if they were here
Dexter Fong fines Bambi for that outburst
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour Dexter Fong some green eggs and ham, with some Texas Pete
||||||||| Catherwood gets dexter fong some green eggs and ham with some texas pete.
Bambi ;-)
H. STONES: it was the whistling that attracted his attention Bambi
Dexter Fong: Thank you Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
Bambi: ah, thanks Stones ... should'a known
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, put the green eggs and ham and texas pete on Bambi's tab
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
Dexter Fong Docks Catherwood's pay
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Something I can help with?"
H. STONES: Stones tips Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside H. STONES and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
llanwydd: lkjhgf
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:42 PM and Tor Hershman steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: more Illumanati gibberish
H. STONES: your command of Welsh is getting better llan
cease: i have john mccain on the tv and a saw roaring behind me. dont know which is more annoying
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
Dexter Fong: High Tor
cease: hi tor
Bambi: Catherwood pour this tip for myself
||||||||| Catherwood gives this tip for myself.
Merlyn: hey tor
llanwydd: and keep the tip
cease: isnt that a brit politician, a High Tor?
Bambi: Catherwood pour this tip to myself
||||||||| Catherwood gives this tip to myself.
Bambi: hey, it's Tor and the Mighty Merlyn
llanwydd: and remember to tip the cow
Tor Hershman: Indians everywhere
cease: getting harder and harder to breathe
Dexter Fong: Wait untill they're asleep
H. STONES: its a stoned british politicain
Dexter Fong: Wear a dust mack cat
Bambi: Tip to the cow: Cow, it's Rocky in the Third
Dexter Fong: Many Asians do so as a matter of course...or they're crinimals
llanwydd: it's past work hours where I am
H. STONES: hope your not in a tent in the garden Clem
cease: i just put it on, dex.my name is asian, at least
Bambi thinks llanwydd is at home, listening to an FST recording, while chatting on MSNTV?
H. STONES: Hello Clem
llanwydd: my name is vespasian
Bambi: (in FST Chat of course)
Tor Hershman: Re-dick your lass
cease: makes the sangria a little hard to drink though
Dexter Fong: llan: How are all the little vespers
H. STONES: Honey is out War Driving i think, Clem
llanwydd: I'd listen to fst if I knew what to listen to
llanwydd: l'Isola di Niente is over
Tor Hershman: ex-pensive
llanwydd: I thought bush was driving the war
cease: over a cliff
H. STONES: no llan, he was just reading the map upside down
Bambi: ah,clem llanwydd wants to know what to listen to so he can 'sing along'
ah,clem: lawyer's hospital now
Tor Hershman: Ciff on a hanger
llanwydd: you furnish the WMDs, I'll furnish the war
Dexter Fong: Lawyer's Hospital
Tor Hershman: cliff, even
Bambi: thanks Clem :-)
Tor Hershman: words of mass deception
llanwydd: sing along? this is over my head, I'm afraid
Dexter Fong: llan: The Joey Demographico cut
Bambi: I see lots of those out there too Tor ... words of mass deception
cease: bergman was always good at playing youths
llanwydd: ah, Lawyer's Hospital. I no longer have that one, I'm afraid
Dexter Fong: moose in the hoose
Tor Hershman: Ain't it the truth, Bam
ah,clem: Rev. Jerry Foulmouth
llanwydd: now that I think of it, only austin has not played the role of a child, as far as I can remember
llanwydd: all the others have
cease: isnt he dead yet?
H. STONES: its a noose for the loose moose, Dex
ah,clem: PTL=pay the lord
Dexter Fong: Gnus?
Tor Hershman: He did, but it was a LONG time ago :-)
H. STONES: no gnus is good gnus
llanwydd: must have been
cease: funny thing about that, llan, is that when the lads first started, austin was always the Young Guy, in the magic mushroom plays
Tor Hershman: Get it, he WAS a kid hahahahahahahaha
Tor Hershman: I Love Lucy, too
Tor Hershman: How about Ginger and Mary Ann?
cease: i have a lucy riff on red shift
llanwydd: I'm sure the only magic mushroom play I've heard is "By the Light of the Silvery"
cease: but my fave is on a john hockenberry piece based on Homer's Odyssey, which includes Lucy
cease: ah clem has all of mine and plays them occaisonally
cease: he has played them a few times, but mayber you werent here then
cease: i really hope the lads release them as a cd
Tor Hershman: Gad, be back soon, Little One is pukin'
cease: my fave is called A Shadow Moves Upon the Land. the original "indian" piece
cease: another fave is A LIfe in the Day, the source for both 2 places and Dwarf
ah,clem: oddly, your copy came with a german title, and hard to read...
ah,clem: shadow
cease: my copy? german? or just my hideous handwrting?
ah,clem: the mp3 title
Tor Hershman: back
ah,clem: wb
cease: i dont speak german. couldnt have been my title
llanwydd: I had physical therapy this afternoon
llanwydd: I have a slightly slipped disc
Tor Hershman: Time once again for Oil Can Kitty, mineral oil that is
cease: so you're now physically fit?
llanwydd: or had. it might be back in place now
Bambi: ouch llanwydd
Tor Hershman: So how'd the therapy go, Ll
ah,clem: it was on your disc cat, must have been a lookup error
llanwydd: it took several weeks of exercises. I hope it's getting better
llanwydd: it happened when I lifted a television
Tor Hershman: Media impedia, huh
llanwydd: I had carried that same 32" tv up two flights of stairs about five years ago
Bambi: did they put you on bed rest initially?
H. STONES: do you do a lot of TV lifting, LLan ?
llanwydd: no bed rest. just something called mackenzie therapy
Bambi: amazing how time can change things eh, llanwydd?
cease: and speaking of my discs, ah clem, whatever happened to all the other stuff i sent you, aside from Down Under Danger
Bambi: Clem and I were talking about that just the other day...
llanwydd: involves a certain painful stretching
Tor Hershman: MacKenzie chick can thera my pea anytime
cease: The digital diners, the proc/berg stuff, etc
cease: there'
Bambi: I had that after my tractor accident, llanwydd (when I was run over by a farm tractor)
cease: there's some really funny stuff in there
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tor Hershman: "I'm lookin' over my dead dog rover"
H. STONES: were you lifting tractors, Bambi ?
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Must have been a harrowing experience
cease: thankfully, you survived, bambi
Tor Hershman: Moi ain't heard that in years/
llanwydd: my great grandfather was run over by a farm tractor. he died a few hours later
ah,clem: still have it Cat, and will play it in time,
H. STONES: dont get in a rut Dexter
llanwydd: he was kicked by a mule as well
Bambi: that is if I am understanding you correctlly ... they put these weighted cuffs on my ankles
Dexter Fong: STONES: Maybe I'm a little plowed
Tor Hershman: gone
cease: i'm plowed to be an old man
H. STONES: now my brows are furrowed
Dexter Fong: I'm plowed to be Herald
llanwydd: so I am told. I never knew him
Bambi: cuffs kept me legs taunt while the weights off the end of the bed kept me from pretty much moving...they kept stretching me
cease: Herald Hedd, Vancouver's greatest comic strip
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, prune H> STONES' brows
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: afk bs
cease: and speaking of comic strips, where's elayne tonight?
Bambi: I am feeling berry light tonight
Bambi: must be the multi berry wine
Tor Hershman: back
cease: goldwater, obama
Bambi: would she have been on the job this week?
llanwydd: elayne is probably in new york city
cease: dex would know but he's not here
cease: they were supposed to meet for lunch
Tor Hershman: He ain't?
Bambi: o...k.... well who is wearing Dext Fong's moniker tonight then?
Bambi: Dexter
cease: he just said he was afk
Dexter Fong: Cat: I had lunch with E and Robin this past week...she was celebrating her imminent employment..don't know where she is tonight
cease: oh you're back. i thought you were away
Tor Hershman: Soooo, who wants to see the world's funniest parody http://www.amiright.com/photoshops/m/mass-crack-of-dawn-1213850024.shtml
Dexter Fong: I was...I am
cease: has the job started, dex?
Dexter Fong: Next Tuesday I believe cat
Tor Hershman: Jelly beans
Dexter Fong: oopps
Bambi: ah, ok...so likely not too tired from the job just yet then
cease: that is funny, tor
Dexter Fong: Yes Bambi =)
Tor Hershman: Thanks, Cat
Dexter Fong: Also Robin just landed a job as a penciler..womething he's been trying to get for a few years
cease: fantastic news, dex
Tor Hershman: Processing the Prezes
Bambi: wow, that's great news too Dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah..they were both in fine spirits
cease: they are a very talented pair.
Tor Hershman: Good for them - good employers are hard to find
cease: i wanted to tell her zip told me persepolis, the dvd is now on its way to me
cease: will have seen it by next thurs
cease: i read the comics its based on at el's place when i stayed there 3 years ago
llanwydd: where's princ tonight and tween and bub and bunny?
Tor Hershman: Gad, speakin' of DVDs, anyone ever hit the $5 bin a Walmart?
cease: yeah, its odd not to have tween here
Bambi: I dunno...expected at least Tweeny
Tor Hershman: I got the first season on Robin Hood, The Cisco Kid, and a whole slew of westerns for $15 bucks
cease: the cisco kid, he was a friend of mine
Tor Hershman: Ten DVDs in all
cease: he drank whisky, i just stuck to wine
llanwydd: never liked tv westerns except bonanza
llanwydd: I don't know why bonanza was different
Tor Hershman: He drank whiskey, Poncho drank the wine
cease: the only western i liked was Firefly, which is a western set in outer space
Bambi: Yes, Tor...some great deals in those walmart bins for $5 each
Tor Hershman: Bonanza was good and kept moi's attention until the Smothers Brothers
llanwydd: I understand about the time I was born there were more westerns on tv than anything else
: that was my favorite too, Cease
cease: my parents were big Bonanza fans
||||||||| 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 DonK plummets into the garden at 10:14 PM.
Dexter Fong: Nice plummet Don
Tor Hershman: Moi never heard of Firefly but wasn't Star Trek just Gunsmoke reworked?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Don
DonK: that hurt
cease: wagon train, tor
Bambi: I got some Alfred Hitchcock, John Wayne movies (20 of them), and a bunch of others from there
DonK: hey Tor
Bambi: over time
cease: or so said roddenberry when he pitched the series
llanwydd: I don't remember firefly
Bambi: Firefly...great show
llanwydd: I remember rufus t firefly but that was something else
H. STONES: i liked fireflly too Bambi
DonK: yeah it was Bami too bad Fox didn't give it a chance
Tor Hershman: I don't, Cat, Kirk - Marshall ....Mr. Spock Chester/Festis .....McCoy - Doc as doc
Bambi: Yes, for sure Don
Tor Hershman: I don't know, Cat
llanwydd: like you could actually fire a six-shooter in outer space
cease: i cant see spock as festis
Bambi: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Firefly_(TV_series)
Tor Hershman: Firefly, YouTube, must check
Bambi: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0303461/
Bambi: http://www.scifi.com/firefly/
llanwydd: firefly sounds anchronistic like the flintstones
cease: not reallly, llan. it actually works
DonK: how many tv shows get cancelled in half a season get made into a motion picture
H. STONES: better than flintstones llan
llanwydd: what did they have for indians, martians?
cease: only those that promise its producers a nice profit, donk
cease: i dont remember any aliens in the show, just humans, good vs bad. lots of gunfights, cows
DonK: there were on aliens in firefly, that's why people didn't watch it
llanwydd: interesting? cows on the moon?
llanwydd: so that's where the green cheese came from
Dexter Fong: Cows on the myeuun
Tor Hershman: Moooooooooooooon cows
cease: this is more and more sounding like one of my plays
Bambi: http://product.half.ebay.com/Firefly-The-Complete-Series_W0QQtgZinfoQQprZ3460326
cease: one of the "ads" for Neal Amid
Dexter Fong: Bambi seems to be trapped in URL hell
Tor Hershman: Neil Strong Milking Arm
llanwydd: mickey will be quite amused
Bambi: LOL
Tor Hershman: That Mickey is so fine
cease: http://www.seemreal.com/nealamid/
cease: Moon is the one you want to listen to
Tor Hershman: Sung Young Moon River
llanwydd: hopping mad women?
cease: telling all of ronnie reagan's jokes in advance. what a great line
llanwydd: LOL tor
Dexter Fong: Hopalong Cassady and the mad Woman of Chailot
Tor Hershman: I got something they can hop on
cease: in the first Neal story, i had a character named Sun Moon Shit confront MacCarthur during the Korean War
cease: Neal Amid is actually my 3rd Neal Cassady tale, but the only one made into an audio play
||||||||| Outside, the 10:24 PM uptown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Bambi: there's Elayne!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, El
Bambi: hey E! glad you could make it
llanwydd: hi Elayne
cease: and speaking of Elayne....
Elayne: Great seeing you again earlier in the week, Unca Dex! Love the beard!
cease: mr first tripper?
Dexter Fong: Thank you Elayne
cease: dex has a beard now? how gandalfian
Merlyn: hi E
Elayne: Oh, he looks all worldly wise, Cat.
Dexter Fong: Owlish
cease: i've had a beard since shaving became too annoying while hitching through southern japan in march, 76
cease: hey el, zip just informed me that Persepolis, the DVD is winging its way to my mailbox now
Dexter Fong: I've got nose hairs older than your beard Cat
llanwydd: yeah, they don't shave in japan
cease: they do, i dont
Dexter Fong: Coming up. Let's Eat #'s nine and ten
Elayne: I haven't yet seen it, Cat. But we were talking about it on a Friends of Lulu women in comics roundtable this evening, soon to be broadcast (well, seven minutes of it, anyway) on Current TV.
Tor Hershman: "The 7th Barber ShoP"
Elayne: It was me and the youngsters. I love being 50, it's like suddenly I'm a grand dame or something.
Dexter Fong: Elayne: I'm shooting higher..wanna be a GOD Damme
llanwydd: dame edna?
H. STONES: back from phone
H. STONES: Honey sends her greetings
Dexter Fong: You talk to HS Stones?
Tor Hershman: Heavenly Van Dam
Dexter Fong: Ah you did
H. STONES: of course Fong
Tor Hershman: 'ello
H. STONES: I see Poop is hiding on messenger
Tor Hershman: just a test
llanwydd: I've got a sore chakra
llanwydd: must be from that therapy
Dexter Fong: If anyone one khan, chakra khan
Tor Hershman: I sent moi's chakras ommmmmmmmmmmmmm
llanwydd: I have a herniated chakra
H. STONES: gets out the Tibetan prayer flags
llanwydd: who do I go to?
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'überRegenbogen', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:32 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
llanwydd: Hi Ub
H. STONES: only you can know that llan
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Uber
Dexter Fong: Hey Uber
cease: hi uber
überRegenbogen: bibble schlobbel bohp
llanwydd: well I can't decide between the clinic and the ashram
DonK: hey überRegenbogen'
cease: ive been 50+ for 7 years now. hasnt done me any good, el
llanwydd: I didn't tell you I also have a bad case of athlete's hair
Tor Hershman: Clinically speaking, Ll, get some cuttin' done
Tor Hershman: WELL, if'in you doc done dos the cutting'
cease: death cab for cutting?
Tor Hershman: We're all bonzo bozos
Dexter Fong: Bosco
Elayne: Maybe it's different for girls, Cat.
llanwydd: bibble schlobbel bohp reminds me of someone I once knew
Tor Hershman: I never met a chocolate I didn't like
Tor Hershman: OHHHHHHH, fat free, sugar free cocoa.
cease: could be, el
überRegenbogen: i came to the curious realisation, today, that people who were born the year that i came of drinking age, are of drinking age
Dexter Fong: I'll drink to that
Tor Hershman: Cheetha is still alive
llanwydd: I remember when I came of drinking age for bosco
Elayne needs to get something to drink, as she's way too suggestible.
Dexter Fong drink Elayne
llanwydd: catherwood, get elayne a bosco
||||||||| Catherwood gives elayne a bosco.
cease: talk about old age. my favourite alcholic, the radio empress Rachel Maddow, has been alive 3 years less than I've been an alchoholic
überRegenbogen suggests Elayne
Tor Hershman: Good for you, Cat
Tor Hershman: Hey, go to YouTube and search Jesus Beer
llanwydd: that's a startling revelation, cat. might you just be a sangria afficionado?
Dexter Fong: afk
llanwydd: I'm hooked on bosco
cease: i started drinking beer when i went to japan to teach in the summer of 71.
H. STONES: well its getting light here now so i better hit the road for another week
überRegenbogen: gesundheit
H. STONES: take care all and have a good week
Bambi: hey über
cease: i never did actually like beer but it was really refreshing in drenching japanese summer and my boss, fellow teachers and students all seemed to drink all the time
H. STONES: special thanks to Clem
llanwydd: nite stones
cease: by stones
H. STONES: goodnight from Honey S as well
Bambi: have a great week Stones
Tor Hershman: I TTFN Stones
Bambi: give our best to Honey when you talk to her
DonK: g'nite stones
ah,clem: goodnight and good morning stones
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Hon
H. STONES: thanks Bambi, will do
H. STONES: stay safe everyone
H. STONES: byee
ah,clem: ta ta
Tor Hershman: The Duck, reminds moi of moi's "The Ballad of Donald and Daisy"
Bambi waves!
cease: ah, a ref to neal cassady
Dexter Fong: Night Stones
cease: the holy goof was one of his many names
cease: if it were not for neal cassady, there would be no firesign theatre
Elayne: Bye Stones!
cease: according to what peter bergman told my producer, peter stenshoel
Tor Hershman: If it wasn't for sex there'd be no Firesign or my sign
cease: the only firesign guy not in any of my plays
DonK: ok whats the connection between neal and fst?
Merlyn: I'm not always here, if anyone has been talking to me and I haven't replied
llanwydd: tor, are you obsessive-compulsive about using the word "moi" or is there some other significance?
Dexter Fong: Yeah...let's here it !!
cease: or any sentience commenting on that
cease: merl is in touch with bergman and can tell us if this is true or not.
Tor Hershman: Two vowels, Don
überRegenbogen: sounded like channelling Miss Piggy
Bambi: no worries Merlyn :-) glad to have you back for a bit
Tor Hershman: Oh, sorry, Don, I thought you said 'difference'.
Dexter Fong: llan: I've too have wondered about that
Merlyn: dunno myself, cat
Bambi: who moi?! Hiiiiii! YAAAAAAA!
cease: peter told peter that when he came back from europe/turkey, he was planning to get together with his giril frind in the bay area, but when he arrived at her door, neal cassady opened it. she was living with him. so he got back on his bike and went to la, where serendeipitously got on radio, and the rest, is before us now
Dexter Fong: I thought it was his chinese chef; valet; major domo and jack off all trades for awhile
Tor Hershman: Indeed, Miss Piggy, Bam
Bambi -)
DonK: whoops
cease: so the firesign guys playing in my Neal Amid play isnt all that weird
Bambi: the svweedish chef? bork! bork!
cease: or maybe bergman just made that up to stenshoel
Dexter Fong: Too bad you couldn't get his old girl friend, Cat
cease: she'd be your age by now, at least, dex
Dexter Fong: And your point is?
cease: at least i got to e-meet neal's son. doc actually met him in nyc
cease: i got a letter from the famous one of neal's wives
Dexter Fong: You ever meet his father Hopalong?
cease: son is a great guy
cease: he sure did hop
Tor Hershman: Hop A Long....where's the censor
Dexter Fong: His sidekick wqas just divine
cease: under its usual cloud
Dexter Fong: Tor...The altar boy left it in the refractararium
Tor Hershman: Dex, you must listen to moi's "The Little Bummer Boy"
cease: the pyramid reeks of patchouli
Tor Hershman: Andy Divine kick some Martian ass on The Twilight Zone
Dexter Fong: Moi is an author too!!
Dexter Fong: wow
cease: we were buying appliances this aft including a range hood that looks like a pyramid.
cease: Fumiyo tells the saleslady, "my husband really likes pyramids. he wants to go to egypt"
cease: saw andy devine in Old Chicago yest
DonK: i've got two copies of andy's gang episodes on a cd here somewhere
cease: sounds like some kinda new age shit. i just want a good range hood
cease: roddencrotch?
Tor Hershman: Mix Robin Hood with The Lone Ranger
Dexter Fong: Close
Bambi: pyramid are kewl... would love to see them .. in their full size up close and personal
Dexter Fong: Little Tonto
Bambi: will never happen
Dexter Fong: Will Scarlet and the Cavendish Gang?
cease: why not, bambi?
Tor Hershman: Senior Tonto - for a cool version of Santa Claus Conqoures the Martians hit song "Hooray for Santa Claus"
llanwydd: qwerty
Dexter Fong: shrdlu
cease: that was the part of mexico i wanted to see, bambi. not the coast
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. STONES - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tor Hershman: SENOR Tonto
llanwydd: that's my mantra
Elayne: Oop, Daily Show is on, must go. Next week, all!
cease: Senor Frog seems to be the big retail thing there
||||||||| Elayne hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 11:00 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Tor Hershman: What, Ll?
cease: by el
Dexter Fong: bye el
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tor Hershman: TTFN, El
überRegenbogen sings: Allons auteur du la Firesign Chat! La jour de gloirie et arrivé!
Tor Hershman: http://www.myspace.com/senortonto
Tor Hershman: Methane Ice, Ice, Baby
Dexter Fong: Alsatian reh?
Dexter Fong: eh/
Dexter Fong: eh?
Tor Hershman: Uber be talkin' moon man talk
cease: sounds like Pink Hotel, uber
cease: the last cut, actually the first thing they ever recorded, the french revolutionaris plugging the love in
überRegenbogen: adaptation of the anthem of the french revolution, for all the authors ;)
cease: let the communist speak
cease: they werent so predictive about the end of communism
||||||||| Tor Hershman too enters at 11:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Tor Hershman too: The sever just booted moi
Tor Hershman too: Well, night all and stay on groovin' safari
Dexter Fong: Thank god you survived TOR
überRegenbogen: severed by the server
cease: was it a really good boot?
llanwydd: nite tor
Dexter Fong: Night Tor
überRegenbogen: a muckluck?
DonK: night tor
llanwydd: just my muckluck
überRegenbogen suddenly imagines a Firesign/Vestibules crossover
Bambi: nght Tor
Dexter Fong: The Vestibules play Carnegie Hallway
llanwydd: vestibules? not familiar
llanwydd: LOL Dex
Dexter Fong: Copies available in the foyez
überRegenbogen: one of their more imfamous bits involves a few people waiting for a bus, and repeating silly sounding words—including muckluck
cease: by tor
Bambi: OK, gotta go lay down ... Nytol! falling asleep at keyboard
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
überRegenbogen: aaaahhh. Syncopated Clock again!
llanwydd: nite Bambi
cease: by bambi
überRegenbogen: for some reason, that's been all over the place this week
cease: radio free vestibule, canuck comedy group. very funny
llanwydd: 12 years with the stincopated clock and I get something that sounds like the theme to...
überRegenbogen: happy horizontalness
cease: i hadnt heard them in some time. didnt know they were still active
Dexter Fong: to what ben?
cease: ar eyou in canada, uber?
cease: i didnt know they had a following in the states
überRegenbogen: no
überRegenbogen: SE US
Dexter Fong: Uber's listed by Nino as being in Atlanta
cease: lots of canucks in the states. i was one, for 13 years
cease: if your vestibules are the same group i'm referring to. from montreal.
ah,clem: have quite a few RFV tunes, Cat
überRegenbogen: Nino is off by about 100 miles
ah,clem: very funny stuff
überRegenbogen: yes, Radio Free Vesibule
Dexter Fong: Uber: For Nino, that's close
überRegenbogen: some of us know of them :)
cease: really, clem? i had no idea they had a yank following
ah,clem: oh yes
cease: the stuff they did on tv, more than radio, was very canada or even quebec-centric
cease: i couldnt see it getting much of an american folloiwng
cease: i saw a halaifax comic a few weeks ago here in north van. he was hilarious, but i doubt a yank would get half the jokes
ah,clem: going to put the station on autopilot, need rest.
cease: get rest, clem
Dexter Fong: Night Clem and thanks for the sound track
ah,clem: all I have is radio stuff, cat, but very funny
überRegenbogen: Vestibules, Trolls, Frantics, ... great stuff!
cease: yeah i've heard a lot of hilarity from them.
ah,clem: never saw any of their video
cease: they arent that visual
überRegenbogen: in a way it's more fun listening is a yank, as there are things that i might not get, initially, then get later, as i learn more of canadien culture
cease: video stuff like codco, which turned into This Hour has 22 Minutes, which has spawned The Mercer Report are so canada-centric you'd understand little of it, but its as good as The Daily Show, even more pointed and politically effective
Dexter Fong: Guess I should park the car...leter and sooner to you all
cease: good point, uber
cease: ok dex
llanwydd: well, I'm going to try to get some schlaff
cease: codco started with a lot of dope jokes. but Newfie dope jokes!
llanwydd: lshclafen, geshlaffenten
cease: ok llan
ah,clem: used to watch this hour on cbc when it was in the clear on cband.
überRegenbogen: i gather that Newfies are the butt of a lot of cheap jokes
llanwydd: gute nacht
cease: a great show. but its usually about that week in canadian politics
cease: maybe in an earlier era, uber, but in my generation (and i was born shortly after newfoundland joined canada) newfies are the tellers of jokes, not the but of them
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Tor Hershman too - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ah,clem: people with big dishes know more than the cable fed type.
DonK: yeah we do
überRegenbogen: at one point in my life (1983?) i lived close enough to listen to canadien radio
cease: wow, thats when it was good
überRegenbogen: (no, 1984; i was 19)
DonK: i get many canadian radio stations here, and the cbc is listed in our tv listings, thought my antenna isn't pointed that way
cease: cbc does drama poorly but comedy very well
überRegenbogen: probably different ones than in Marquette
cease: same with radio, we used to have great, almost firesonian comedy but nothing now.
DonK: marquette is not really very close to canada
überRegenbogen: right across the lake
cease: but really good science and information programmes, Ideas has been on for 40 years or so and its still better than most university lectures i attended in many years in university
DonK: it's a big lake :)
überRegenbogen: more distance, but nothing in between
DonK: i'm about 55 miles from canada here
überRegenbogen: as easy as tuning in WLS from Charlevoix :)
überRegenbogen: yeah. i reckon that you get Windsor and Chemical Valley stuff
DonK: i was on the detroit river on saturday, checking out the new ceasars casinon in windsor canada
cease: thas about how far i am from the us border
überRegenbogen: the "of river river" ;P
cease: ribbah. RIBBAH
||||||||| ah,clem rushes off, saying "11:29 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
überRegenbogen: i still snicker at the way the Detroit was named for being on the river, then the river got named after Detroit, for a lovely little circular reference
DonK: didn't know that
überRegenbogen: if you swap languages, it would be «la troit de ofriver»
überRegenbogen: yeah, Detroit was la ville de troit
cease: the city of trout?
überRegenbogen: hahah
überRegenbogen: unless my vocab is badly fractured, «troit» is "river"
cease: i always thought it was riviere
cease: we have a city called trois riviere in quebec
überRegenbogen: hmm. perhaps, je parle de mon dèrière
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Mudhead', just granted probation at 11:42 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: new character enter
cease: at this time, usually only austin shows up
überRegenbogen: «fleuve» == "river". now i wonder where i picked up the other
Mudhead: I loaded Firefox to see if the problem fixed itself, the text still is flashing
cease: here we are talking about rivers and mud shows up
cease: coincidence?
Mudhead: nah, im always muddy
cease: i wasa watching this flick IN OLD cHICAGO yest and it opened in chicago strteets full of mud
||||||||| At 11:46 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Mudhead!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Outside, the 11:46 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
cease: did you see MASH, the flick? i loved how dirty it was. korea is a dirty place
cease: or it was then
cease: when i went to Pusan, i thought i was in la, in a MASH set
überRegenbogen: whatever «troit» is, the bablefish doesn't know
Mudhead: three mebbe?
überRegenbogen: meanwhile, it looks like Yahoo absorbed AltaVista. bablefish.altavista.com now redirects to babelfish.yahoo.com
überRegenbogen: no, that's «trois»
überRegenbogen shrugs
Merlyn: looks like the ice is breaking up...
cease: hey merl
Merlyn: see you next week people
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 11:53 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
cease: by merl
cease: i should have asked him what lets eat this is
cease: andclem is gone.
Mudhead: he's still playin
cease: on autopilot
Mudhead: s'ok Ive axed
cease: wow this is on an ossman cassette, didnt know the origin of this
Mudhead: never heard this
cease: the halloween show
cease: this is let's eat, i guess
Mudhead: ahh, methinks ,y problems fixed, we;come
||||||||| 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: we come, we go
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| überRegenbogen - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "12:10 AM? I'm late!" exclaims cease, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Mudhead: well. i try agin next week, nite all
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "12:12 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| DonK - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Well Dear Friends, it's 12:34 am on the east coast...nobody's left in chat..CNI is still faithfully broadcastin but me?...I guess I gotta go to
Dexter Fong: to the bathroom
Dexter Fong: BBFN
||||||||| 12:36 AM -- Dexter Fong left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| 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."

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Dexter Fong
H. Stones
Tor Hershman too
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