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 July 10, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:35 AM and Firebroiled, over easy bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Firebroiled, over easy: My fellow Americans:
This morning, at 6:25 A. M.,
Pacific Standard time,
combined elements of the Imperial Japanese navy and air force
ruthlessly attacked our naval base at Pearl Harbor in the Hawaiian Islands.

I have conferred this morning with Congress
and the Chiefs of Staff in emergency session.

Firebroiled, over easy:

We have reached our rendezvous with destiny!
It is our unanimous and irrevocable decision
that the United States of America
unconditionally surrender!

And now, my wife and I would like to return with you

for the thrilling conclusion of “Private Nick Danger, Third Eye.”

Firebroiled, over easy: Even you, Dexter Fong
||||||||| "8:37 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Firebroiled, over easy, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mudhead close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:09 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the Aviary.
||||||||| At 8:11 PM, Mudhead hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:11 PM and Mudhead steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| ah,clem bounds in at 8:44 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
ah,clem: ...
ah,clem: bbiab
||||||||| ah,clem rushes off, saying "8:47 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| ah,clem steals in around 8:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Mudhead: Hello Deer friends
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 10, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
ah,clem: hello
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:07 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Mudhead: hai cat
Mudhead: or speaking in a foreign language...woof
cease: ah, eobe
cease: meow
cease: is it time for the howl of the woof theatre yet?
ah,clem: hi Cat
cease: whats on the agenda tonight, clem?
Mudhead: Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak
cease: eobe and drink or be drank?
cease: the c. simril story
||||||||| "9:11 PM? 9:11 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Elayne should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Elayne enters and sits on the divan.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Mudhead: Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
Mudhead: Hai E!!!!!
cease: hey, its the gainfully employed person
Elayne: Sure is! And loving it!
cease: not much of an "all" yet
Elayne: Except I'm sooooo tired all the time.
ah,clem: eobe then eykiw
cease: hey e, i was hoping to talk to you. just viisted www.vanartgallery.bc.ca
Elayne: I feel like I'm a walking zombie. I'm glad I get out early tomorrow.
cease: the show was called Krazy, , the delirious world of anime + comics + video games + art
Elayne: I'm assuming the KRAZY exhibit, Cat?
cease: and speaking of art, spiegelman was one of the curators. great to see original maus pages
Elayne: Ah, I'll have to leave y'all temporarily, my dinner's just arrived. Back later.
cease: also some footage form Paprika, great anime flck i saw last year
||||||||| Elayne says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Elayne exits at 9:13 PM.
cease: by el
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:14 PM, dragging Bambi by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
Bambi: see ya E! Sorry I missed you!
Bambi: hello Dear Friends!
cease: hi bambi
Bambi: Hey Cat, Mudhead, and of course Clem :-)
Mudhead: Catherwood get a toasted almond for Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood brings a toasted almond for bambi.
Bambi: thanks Mudhead! yummmmm!
ah,clem: and roller maidens after that, Cat
cease: good combo
Bambi: yep sure is a good combo
ah,clem: tks
Bambi: Constitutional Comprimise ... Snuggly the Security Bear: http://www.markfiore.com/taxonomy/term/249
Bambi: And the InstaScandal: http://www.markfiore.com/instascandal_0
cease: yes fiore is great. tweeny sends it to me
Bambi: Too funny
Bambi: they'll be in the cheese log to catch up on later if you haven't seen them yet
Bambi: yeah, he sends it to me too
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:18 PM and late as usual, it's Principalpoop, just back from Funfun Town."
Principalpoop: hellu
Bambi: I don't always get a chance to look but sometimes I am able to catch up :-)
cease: sounds like poop
Bambi: hey PrinceP
Bambi: been off to Funfun Town again, eh?
Principalpoop: What is the rod?
Mudhead: Hiya Poop
cease: better than "smells like poop"
Principalpoop: what happened?
cease: madonna's new rod?
Principalpoop: i type and nothing shows up?
Principalpoop: i will close it and try again
||||||||| "9:20 PM? 9:20 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
ah,clem: we see it
Bambi: well, it obviously is showing on this end ... hmmm
Mudhead: who you callin nothin
Bambi: hey llanwydd
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:20 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Funfun Town."
cease: hi llan
llanwydd: I'm in new york city and I'm bored to death
Merlyn: I'm late
llanwydd: there's nothing to do in this town
Principalpoop: hello?
Mudhead: What!
Bambi: Merlyn must be messin' wit'cha PrinceP
Principalpoop: huh?
Mudhead: The city that never sleeps?
Bambi: or your browser is lol
Principalpoop: the chat had stalled
Principalpoop: it is firefox
Principalpoop: hi mud llan all
cease: depends on what you call nothing
Bambi: ah, that would do it
Merlyn: the chat has stalled?
Principalpoop: for me
Bambi: are you using FF or FF 3.0?
llanwydd: yeah, I'm staying overnight so I can catch a train back home in the morning
cease: i have bcome insanely itchy
Mudhead: Catherwood bring me some ether
||||||||| Catherwood gives Mudhead some ether.
Principalpoop: 3.something
cease: maybe something barfometric
cease: a train goes to your house? lucky you
Principalpoop: what city llan?
llanwydd: catherwood will bring you ether one
||||||||| Catherwood gives you ether one.
Mudhead: Im only two hours east llan
llanwydd: nyc, princ
Bambi: OK, that's the same version I am using and it's been working great
Principalpoop: try a balm cat
Principalpoop: ops ok, yes, the city that never sleeps
Principalpoop: go see fong
Bambi: sounds like a connection issue though on your end maybe ... if it's stalling?
llanwydd: I'm about 300 miles south of where I live
Principalpoop: my end is fine thanks, but ok, it is working now
Mudhead: ahh
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: it happened after I tapped the cni link
cease: balm balm balm, balm balm iran
Mudhead: well, ya can't get there from here
cease: your next presidnet's favret song
llanwydd: so has anyone spoken to the firesign theatre lately?
cease: merl would be the one
Bambi: ah, that could be it then....better to copy the link and paste it to your player. otherwise you have to wait for your player to open I think while the browser appears to be in limbo
Principalpoop: those guys are enshrined in the library of congress, you cannot just talk to them...
Bambi: at least that's what someone said somewhere along the line
Principalpoop: ahh limbo, limbo up and limbo down, limbo goes all around
llanwydd: I've got 40 minutes on this computer from when I started
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies MutantTween into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:25 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: paying by the 30 minutes?
llanwydd: hey, tween
Bambi: well, enjoy your time there llanwydd :-)
cease: ah tween, we were just discusing you
Bambi: hey Tween!
cease: old jimmy cliff song
Principalpoop: hi mutantween
cease: the harder they come
Mudhead: A fine is a tax for doing wrong, A tax is a fine for doing well.
llanwydd: by the twenty minutes and you have to pay it at least twice
MutantTween: Hellooooooo
Mudhead: well, its great you could come by llan
Principalpoop: ahhh, huh?
llanwydd: what you all listening to on cni tonight
cease: if youre listening to music, your pain threshold goes up, according to nbc news
Principalpoop: it calms the savage beast, according to tarzan
Principalpoop: what is this called?
llanwydd: or is cni on tonight?
Principalpoop: inside the computer game,
Principalpoop: eat or be eaten
Mudhead: my pain level goes up with some kinds of music
llanwydd: aha
cease: a great, though little known album
llanwydd: two airheads
MutantTween: Out of print, unfortunately
cease: does laugh.com have it?
llanwydd: I bought it on vinyl when it came out
Principalpoop: have you seen my sphynx?
llanwydd: I have it now on cassette
MutantTween: Nope, cease
llanwydd: don't have much time, so I'm going to check some other stuff and be back in about 5 minutes
MutantTween: Ordered a copy of Dr. Firesign's Follies - haven't picked it up yet
cease: ok llan
cease: yes i have to send ossman $$ for that
Principalpoop: get enough pron to last the night llan...
Principalpoop: hehe
MutantTween: Yeah, I did it that way so he'd sign it
llanwydd: so am I still here?
Principalpoop: no, you left
MutantTween: virtually present, LL
Principalpoop: tap the exit button this time
llanwydd: dropped out for a moment
Principalpoop: ahh something wrong with your end too
Principalpoop: hehe
cease: tune in, turn on, drop out
cease: then repeat
Principalpoop: left foot in and wave it all about
cease: thres a lot of that in vancouver these days
cease: feet washing up on our various islands
MutantTween: I barely cought something about that. Body parts washing up in Vancouver
Principalpoop: ewwww
cease: haf a dozen so far
llanwydd: somebody give mook 20 bucks
cease: sounds like a horror movie
llanwydd: I'm sick of him begging
Principalpoop: he already did, but mook was a bug, eat or be eaten...
Principalpoop: he doesn't know how to love her...
cease: nor does anyone else
Principalpoop: no feet showing up in roanoke
Principalpoop: hello seekers
llanwydd: well, I've got two minutes left. I might as well sign out till next week
Principalpoop: good luck llan, have fun
Mudhead: you got feet out there, we got liters over here
llanwydd: take care, everybody
Bambi: see ya llanwydd ... have fun!
Mudhead: cya soon llan
Principalpoop: dogs flew spaceships
MutantTween: Meter that litre!
Principalpoop: dogs have litters
MutantTween: But do they measure them, P?
Principalpoop: crows can count, i don't know if dogs can
cease: i was on phone. this is eykiw, not roller maidens
Principalpoop: no more calls, we have a winner
MutantTween: Why yes it is, cease. And a spanking new digital copy at that :)
cease: no, you uahve a whiner, accoridng to phil gram
Principalpoop: ahh the guy we can thank for the sub-standard mortgage fiasco
Mudhead: no, its a weiner, according to Oscar meyer
Principalpoop: meyer? didn't he used to be in movies?
Mudhead: Yes, Hot Dog Movies Presents...
Principalpoop: tube steak
cease: his lemons are pretty good
Mudhead: Was A Hot Nite at the Grill but I Split
MutantTween: I suspect McCain would like to take a baseball bat to Mr. Gramm
Principalpoop: Mr. Gramm is on McCain financial advice team...
cease: the al capone way to settle a disarteement
MutantTween: Hey, not at all...
||||||||| 9:47 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
cease: jays just scored walk off victory over balitmore
Principalpoop: there be a hot time in the old town tonight, sang mrs o'leerys cow
||||||||| Bubba's Brain sashays in at 9:47 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: they hadnt done it all year and now they've done it twice in 3 days
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Principalpoop: there is fong and bubba
cease: spekaing of chicago
cease: hi dex
Dexter Fong: Hiya Dear Friends
MutantTween: McCain joked that Gramm might get a post as ambassador to Belaruse
cease: i'm going to be feasting in that town in a few weeks. will see cubs game too
cease: i'm sure they'll love him in minsk
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi. Bubba. Cat. llan, Muddy, Tween, and Poop and clem and Merlyn
Principalpoop: ahh the windy city, meatpacker to the world, the big shoulders city
cease: the night they raided minsky, take 2
Mudhead: Hai Fong n Bubba
MutantTween: lol cease
MutantTween: Hare Fong!
Principalpoop: this is crisp
Bubba's Brain: I just had Fish for dinner... I mean over for dinner.
cease: i just got the man with the golden arm out of library
MutantTween: And lo dere Bubba as well
||||||||| 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 measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: richard fish?
MutantTween: Phish?
Merlyn: how's he doing john?
Bubba's Brain: yup
cease: he must be great in a nice bernaise
MutantTween: kewl, Bubba
Bubba's Brain: he's doin good. He was in KY with David and Phil doing the Mystery Festival. Tales galore....
Principalpoop: they finally took charlie?
cease: is he employed?
Merlyn: yeah, I noted that in the mystery fest pictures or something
Bubba's Brain: (Fish Tales, of course....)
Bubba's Brain: Part time, cat, plus freelance.
Bambi: LIfe's a beach ... and then we die
cease: not an oak?
cease: speaking of neat trees, i visited the Bill Reid gallery yesterday
Principalpoop: stop kicking sand in my face
cease: he did some extraordinary carvings, in many materials
Mudhead: bully
MutantTween: wooly
Principalpoop: watch it watch it
Bubba's Brain: Fish acted in and did pre-recorded SFX for several of the plays they put on.
cease: good for fish
cease: daredemon
Bubba's Brain: And Tony Brewer, another local B-townian, did all the live foley.
cease: how casually they deconstrruct modern speech
Principalpoop: foley was speaker of the house
cease: why is the thing in kentucky, bub?
Merlyn: I've been going back & forth to the kitchen, so if people have asked me stuff, that's why I haven't answered
cease: isnt that to obscure geographically to generate the sort of attention these folks crave?
Bubba's Brain: Why not....
cease: you always have an excuse, merl
MutantTween: Catherwood, give Merlyn something to eat
||||||||| Catherwood brings merlyn something to eat.
cease: proctor's well?
Dexter Fong: Never better Cat
cease: yes i saw the photos posted on the website,
cease: he looked old
Bubba's Brain: I think part of it was that funding was available from the KY arts council.... part of it was it was the producer's home town, and part of it was to draw attention to the local community.
cease: that makes sense, bub
Bubba's Brain: Sounded like everyone was doing good.
cease: you mean tourists came from out of town?
Bubba's Brain: That was the point....
cease: good for local hoteliers, whisky sellers
Bubba's Brain: Funny you should mention hoteliers....
Dexter Fong: cat=a=mounts and jack-a-napes
Principalpoop: the smokies are in KY right? hehe
cease: smokies are everywhere
Bubba's Brain: The hotel connected to the convention center -- the primary hotel for the festival -- had been in receivership, went bankrupt, and closed 4 days before the festival.
cease: bummer
Dexter Fong: No room service I bet
Principalpoop: they should have held on for 4 more days,
MutantTween: That must have been a bit of a fly in the ointment
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bubba's Brain: Took a chunk of time out of rehearsal and prep scambling for new digs and changing plans.
Principalpoop: two words bubba, think roanoke convention center next tme
Principalpoop: they have some time open between the gun and knive shows
Bubba's Brain: Fish says Ossman and Proctor acted together in a dead serioius drama and were fantastic.
MutantTween: lol
Principalpoop: cool
MutantTween: Anybody film it?
Bubba's Brain: They've got audio.... don't know about film.
cease: yes they did some serous acting on red shift. amazing
Merlyn: see http://www.newmysteries.org
Bubba's Brain: Photos at http://www.newmysteries.org/photo_gallery/ Select "Live Radio"
MutantTween: No pictures in FF3
cease: ah yes i got this in mail
MutantTween: Works fine in Safari
Mudhead: workin fine in IE
Principalpoop: worked fine, but it timed out the chat
Principalpoop: not a mystery fan,
Principalpoop: but very impressive, wow
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:11 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
MutantTween: Hey Bun
Dexter Fong: Hi dere
cease: hey bunny
cease: i see your basketball team hopped out of town
MutantTween: Might need to see if I can get my Mom from Indiana down to Kentucky next year.
Bambi: what sites do you have trouble with Tween?
MutantTween: Bet she'd love it
Bunnyboy: Ah, Nino's Hole Speech. One of the two segments not included in the EYKIW film.
MutantTween: Apparently just certain kinds of JAVA, Bambi
Principalpoop: java gave me an update tonight
MutantTween: Like this: http://www.newmysteries.org/photo_gallery/
Bunnyboy: Oh, boo-hoo! A businessman lied! Boo-hoo-hoo!
MutantTween: Was the date enjoyable?
MutantTween: lol - surely not....
Bunnyboy: poop: Is that like a reacharound?
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Donk', just granted probation at 10:14 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: hi odnk
MutantTween: Hi Don
Principalpoop: hi donk
Bunnyboy: lo kDon
Dexter Fong: Don K!!
Bunnyboy: Shrek!
Principalpoop: yes, yes it is bunnyboy, hehe
MutantTween: Isn't that a norse god, cease?
Mudhead: hai Donk
Principalpoop: you are thinking of thor tween
Donk: hey cease tween poop bunny dexter mudhead and all
MutantTween: Odnk?
Principalpoop: lol
MutantTween: Odin K?
cease: more odink, less onion
cease: sounds like one of my ukranian relatives, the odnyks
Principalpoop: or your mykrainians
Dexter Fong: Oh! My Kranium
cease: is this Your cranium?
||||||||| Outside, the 10:18 PM bus from Liverpool pulls away, leaving H. STONES coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
MutantTween: Just as _we_ thought...
ah,clem: ...
Principalpoop: the brain belonged to abby normal
Dexter Fong: Hello Clem
Bubba's Brain: Your cranium on drugs....
H. STONES: Greetings
Principalpoop: ahh the voice of ahh, clem
Principalpoop: and stones
Mudhead: no its Yur Anium
||||||||| Elayne sashays in at 10:19 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Elayne: Evenin' (again), all!
Principalpoop: and E
MutantTween: something in the options, I take it
Mudhead: Hai Stones!
Dexter Fong: Hi Elyane
Bunnyboy: hi Stones
Mudhead: wb E
cease: hi again, el
Dexter Fong: stones!
Bunnyboy: hilo El
cease: is if there is ever not an again
MutantTween: Hail and well met, Stones, E
Bunnyboy: cat: Have you heard of or seen THE GIRL WHO LEAPT THROUGH TIME?
H. STONES: Greetings Sir Tween
cease: i graduated in 68
Principalpoop: 75 here
cease: what is it, bun?
Bubba's Brain: Hey E
H. STONES: have been waiting for Honey to show up but i think she still out Wardriving
Principalpoop: how is stones?
cease: i jsut saw great anime show at van art gallery yesterday. then the bill redi gallery
Principalpoop: and E?
Mudhead: HS in 73
cease: a vast feast of muti=dimensional art
Donk: i graduated in 66, from grammar school
Bambi: Hey Bubba, Bunny, Dex, Don, Stones, Merlyn, and wb E!
cease: than some great scallops and beef. amazing
MutantTween: Wardriving, Stones?
Donk: hey Bambi
Bunnyboy: cat: It's another film based on a book by the writer of PAPRIKA.
H. STONES: yes
Mudhead: is that art on vans cat?
MutantTween: unfamiliar with the term
Mudhead: cuz Im lookin for ideas
cease: wow than i must see it
Bunnyboy: IMDB says it was made in 2006. The Varsity in Seattle is showing it in the near future. I imagine a video release isn't too far off.
H. STONES: i introduced her to it when she had connection problems and now she out having fun i guess
cease: they showed a bit of Paprika at the anime show i saw yest
Bambi: I remember a movie with scallops or shrimp and paprika ... or cayenne ... Robin Williams was it it ... funny movie
cease: yesterday was vast feast of great stuff to see and eat
Principalpoop: paprika and yeast?
Elayne: Hang on, Robin Williams was in a funny movie? That's pretty significant news!
cease: tjhis is easy to do in nyc or paris but in van, not so much
cease: lol el
Bunnyboy: And for any Looney Tunes fans, you can look forward to this line, on October 21st:
MutantTween: lol E
Bunnyboy: "What? No GRAVY?!?"
Principalpoop: uh uh uh wots up doc?
Principalpoop: wavy gravy...
MutantTween: That RV thing he did was horrible
Mudhead: as was the Smoochy one
Principalpoop: was he mork?
Mudhead: Im fallin asleep at the kb
cease: i saw a specail he did for maybe hbo, and it was hilarious
Bunnyboy: CHOW HOUND was the closest thing to an animated Twilight Zone. Or Alfred Hitchcock Presents.
Elayne: Say, can anyone give me a Silly Site suggestion for my blog today?
cease: wake up, mud
MutantTween: Mrs. Doubfire was good, I thought
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, poke Mudhead and wake him up
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
||||||||| Catherwood leads Tor Hershman into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:26 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: http://www.sillyputty.com/
Mudhead: watch it, I poke back
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
Dexter Fong: afk brb
Bambi: Constitutional Comprimise ... Snuggly the Security Bear: http://www.markfiore.com/taxonomy/term/249
cease: tor might have something for you, el
Merlyn: cat, that won't work.... WAKE UP, MUD!
Bunnyboy: lo Tor
Donk: hey Tor
Tor Hershman: Ain't this (Here, anywho) the greatest weather ever?
Elayne: Thanks Bunnyboy! Blogging it now.
Bambi: Mark Fiore video: http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/06/26/opinion/main4211843.shtml
Bambi: http://www.markfiore.com/instascandal_0
Principalpoop: hi tor
Bunnyboy: Here's another:
Bunnyboy: http://www.quisp.com/
Merlyn: be back in a few min
cease: how is adjustment to going to manhattan, el?
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 10:28 PM.
cease: you said it wjuld take a few weeks to adjust
Bunnyboy: Again, the wonderful Richard Paul.
Tor Hershman: Well, gotta go. Just stopped-in to say howdy do a n d stay on groovin' safari,
Principalpoop: hi bye alors
cease: ff you go, tor
Bunnyboy: nite Tor!
Mudhead: cya Tor
cease: this is from the era of nixon's resignation, isnt it
MutantTween: later, Tor
Principalpoop: yes it would be
MutantTween: Yeah, 1974 cease
Elayne: I'm off to bed as well. Later, all. Dex, will call you again next Wednesday!
Bunnyboy: Hey! What happened to the tits!
Bambi: have a great night E!
Dexter Fong: Hi and bye tor
cease: by el
Principalpoop: bye tits
Mudhead: an my resignation tonight, g'nite all
MutantTween: Sleep well, E
Bambi: night Tor
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 10:30 PM train to Billville.
Principalpoop: an early bus
MutantTween: Bye Mud
Bambi: night Mudhead ... sleep well
||||||||| Around 10:30 PM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset...
Donk: nite mudhead
cease: by mud
Dexter Fong: Night Muddy and Elayne
Bunnyboy: ahclem, the "tits" song got wiped! Wha' hoppen?
cease: oh thats what you're talking about. i thought tits had ceased to exist
Bunnyboy: (sings) I want to dance, I want to dance, I WANT TO...! *click*
cease: look at those tits
Bambi: *click* LOL good one bunny
Dexter Fong: Norwegian Tits
cease: lol
||||||||| "10:33 PM? 10:33 PM!!" says Catherwood, "The Electrician should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as The Electrician enters and sits on the divan.
The Electrician: Look at all these Norwegian tits!!!
||||||||| The Electrician rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's The Electrician?! It's 10:33 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: i am shocked
Bambi: it's "The Electrician" ... by jove!
Bunnyboy: Oh...o! The E...tri..ian!
Dexter Fong: Timing Dear firends
cease: i was waitng for The Plumber
Bunnyboy: Say, Merylyn wasn't her. Hmmmmmmmmmmm...
Bunnyboy: I mean HERE. Not her! Not mean...to her.
Dexter Fong: By Jove Bunny, I think you've put your finger in it
Bunnyboy: Who likes it that way?
Principalpoop: don't be mean to her here
Bambi: LOL
Dexter Fong: Be mean over there
Bambi: I never left for a minute even!
Principalpoop: the little dutch boy and the dyke?
Dexter Fong: know m mean
Bunnyboy: Be average over here.
Bambi: it has to be Merlyn or Cather wood even lol
Bunnyboy: 9 fingers left...
Dexter Fong: Im median mean
cease: just saw Medium Cool. just as good as it was when it came out
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'The Electrician', just granted probation at 10:36 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
The Electrician: I'm not telling!
Bambi: or maybe one of the current faders LOL
||||||||| At 10:36 PM, The Electrician hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bambi: LOL
Bunnyboy: grrrrrrrrr...
Bambi: by jove, there he is again! LOL
Principalpoop: a flasher
Bunnyboy: Or a javanator.
Dexter Fong: A Janitor?
Bunnyboy: Is it APPlicable? Is it APPropriate?
MutantTween: Haven't seen Medium Cool in ages
Dexter Fong: APPlause!APPlause!
Bambi: I got how to figure this out...
Principalpoop: looked apt to me
Bambi: Medium Cool? is that a new cigarette?
cease: beautfily shot. on trhe dvd haskel says large areas of open space in the flilck are now full of bldgs
Bunnyboy: Haven't seen Robert Forster in years, although it appears he's working/
cease: i wanted to see it to give me architectural/ photographic ideas for chicago
Bunnyboy: All props to Tom Skeritt, I preferred Robert Forster's work on HUFF.
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Frank Lloyd, right?
cease: fesno? i know it's not snowing
Bunnyboy: And Blythe Danner is brilliant.
cease: a brilliant dinner. my constant quest
Bunnyboy: The Cat's Maw.
Bambi: *meow*
Dexter Fong: and Paw
Principalpoop: something caught in his craw?
Dexter Fong: Dad!!
||||||||| The Electrician enters at 10:42 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
The Electrician: In my soap dish!
||||||||| The Electrician is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:42 PM.
Principalpoop: catch him
Principalpoop: oops too late
cease: put him in a klein bottle
Bunnyboy: There's A Random Cat in every Koolzip Pack of Dead Cat Soap!
Dexter Fong: I checked Nino for E's location...not listed...ergo it's Merlyn
Principalpoop: how is klein doing?
Bambi: daggone it
Bambi: he's too quick
Bambi: lol
cease: naomi?
Bambi: there ya go ... Dex was thinking the same thing
Principalpoop: robert
MutantTween: Quite the revolving door he's got there
Dexter Fong: Isaak?
cease: she was on randi rhodes show this aft, part of the aclu suit against thenew fisa bill
H. STONES: Dexter, have you any of Spike Milligans books ?
MutantTween: How's Randi doing on her new station?
Dexter Fong: Stones: No I don't
cease: i have read at least one
cease: hi stones
MutantTween: I keep meaning to tune in
cease: she sounds very happy there, tween
Dexter Fong: Tween: Isn't she kinda local to florida?
MutantTween: cool :)
Bambi: aclu and eff and privacy.org etc. should get together to do that.
MutantTween: good to hear
H. STONES: I have three books which you might enjoy, Fong, they are not in excellent condition but worth a read for sure
Bunnyboy: Amongst the unwatched media trove that surrounds me (no, really!) is a documentary: THE LIFE AND LEGACY OF SPIKE MILLIGAN
cease: she speaks sptitefuly of air america on occasion, but it does not obsess her
MutantTween: Don't know, Dex
Bambi: there are three books .... take them back ..... to the library!
H. STONES: they are firstly The Great McGonagall Scrapbook
Principalpoop: fong needs books with lots of pictures stones.. or he gets bored...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Where do you hear RR?
MutantTween: Air Am really screwed up
Bunnyboy: There it sits, mocking me...
cease: lol poop
MutantTween: lol P
H. STONES: secondly More Goon Show Scripts
Principalpoop: preferablly pron
MutantTween: Here Dex - http://www.novamradio.com/live/
H. STONES: and thirdly The Goon Show Scripts
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tween
H. STONES: if you send me your address i will attempt to get them to you Fong
Principalpoop: give us your address and full legal name and pin number fong...
Dexter Fong: Coming up stones
Dexter Fong: Poop> An infinity of numbers can fit on the head of a pin
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: ahh good, many call me a pinhead...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies The Electrician into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:50 PM, then departs.
The Electrician: Catherwood, please give Bambi a toasted almond.
||||||||| Catherwood gives bambi a toasted almond.
||||||||| "10:50 PM? I'm late!" exclaims The Electrician, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
cease: infinity is relative
Principalpoop: there he is
Principalpoop: whoops
cease: maybe its a she
Bunnyboy: A dink with a drink.
Dexter Fong: Still no Nino
Bunnyboy: Savois Faire eez EVERYWHERE!
Dexter Fong: Only Merlyn could manipulate this chat in such an
Principalpoop: he or she knew personal private details about Bambi's drinking habits...
Dexter Fong: a devious and unscrupulous manner
Bunnyboy: Oh, everybody knows about that almandine monkey...
Principalpoop: hehe
cease: a somelier-bot?
Dexter Fong: No! They didn't play the Norwegian Tit song
H. STONES: thanks for that Dex, soon as i can get near a post office i willl send them off to you and if i find any more i will let you know
Principalpoop: soak that package in a bucket of water before you open it fong...
Dexter Fong: Muchas Gracias STONES )with a nod to Honey)
Dexter Fong: Holey Mother Look out for me!
Principalpoop: maybe honey is The Electrician
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:54 PM and Merlyn waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: wb M
Bunnyboy: Hey, Merlyn! You missed...the E..tri..tian!
Dexter Fong: Hello Merlyn...or should I Say, "The Electrician???"
Principalpoop: yes, look at the cheese log
Bunnyboy: Or was it the Mad Crapper? I cain't remember...
Merlyn: hi dere
Merlyn: I was waiting too
ah,clem: ...
||||||||| "10:56 PM? 10:56 PM!!" says Catherwood, "The Electrician should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as The Electrician enters and sits on the divan.
||||||||| The Electrician rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's The Electrician?! It's 10:56 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: A brilliant strategem
Principalpoop: ahhh it cannot be M
Dexter Fong: He has two computers
MutantTween: and no message this time
Principalpoop: it would have booted M when he came in
Bunnyboy: Hmmm. The E was awful quiet...almost bot-like. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm...
Principalpoop: 2 computers? is that legal? is that allowed?
Dexter Fong: bot bot who am he, anyway?
Bunnyboy: Poop: Nope. The Internet is one big mainframe.
MutantTween: I'm off to hug a matress - everyone have a great week :)
Dexter Fong: See you in the spring Tweeny
||||||||| MutantTween scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's MutantTween?! It's 10:58 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: artificial intelligence is a blond who dyes her hair brunette...
H. STONES: take the red pill tween
Bunnyboy: Tween: Show that matress some respect!
Principalpoop: night tween
||||||||| Catherwood leads The Electrician inside, makes a note of the time (10:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
The Electrician: No bot am I, funny Bunny...
||||||||| The Electrician leaves to catch the 10:58 PM train to Funfun Town.
cease: by tween
Principalpoop: grrrrrr he is taunting us, well you anyway bunny....
Bunnyboy: OK. It's Mercedes McCambridge.
Dexter Fong: or William Benzic
||||||||| Outside, the 11:00 PM uptown bus from Seattle pulls away, leaving The Electrician's Assistant coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Principalpoop: the guy from treasure island?
The Electrician's Assistant: See? It's Easy!
Dexter Fong: Screw off assistant
H. STONES: screw loose assistant ?
Dexter Fong: we want the boss, see?
Bunnyboy: Marco
Principalpoop: i am amazed
The Electrician's Assistant: Polo
Dexter Fong: Grounds
||||||||| The Electrician's Assistant leaves at 11:00 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..."
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 11:00 PM, dragging Johnny Piano by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Johnny Piano: hullo
Bunnyboy: And all with 1 computer.
Principalpoop: ahh JP was the Electrician...
Dexter Fong: THANK GOD< IT"S A REal person
Bunnyboy: Ah, so JP was the E..tri.tian!
Dexter Fong: Hi JP
cease: when the lads were starting, "Boss Radio" was already a cliche
Johnny Piano: OW! Catherwood, I just had it cut short - that hurt!!
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Johnny Piano and says "My ears are burning..."
H. STONES: dont be too hasty with that judgement Dexter
cease: at your piano again, johnny?
Bunnyboy: lo JP
Johnny Piano: Fingering away as per usual, Cat
Johnny Piano: Whaz real, Bun?
cease: lol
Dexter Fong: What do you know that I don't Stones.....speaking within context, that is
Johnny Piano: Yeah, Stones - I'm as real as anyone else here....OH, I see your point.
Bunnyboy: I gotta wander. Later, folks!
H. STONES: i know nothing, Fong, why else would i be here
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
cease: by bun
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny, watch that Milligan DVD
Principalpoop: wait, where am I?
Johnny Piano: Left ya some carrots, BB
H. STONES: sorry JP my zip must have broken
Dexter Fong: Stones: Do you not think it's Merlyn AKA The Electrician?
ah,clem: hi JP, been awhile!
Johnny Piano: So what's going on?
Johnny Piano: Hey ahclem!!
||||||||| "Hey Bunnyboy!" ... Bunnyboy turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:04 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
H. STONES: Fong, i am flattered that you believe i think
ah,clem: good night everyone
H. STONES: sweet dreams Clem
cease: by clem
Principalpoop: thanks again and night ahhh, clem
Dexter Fong: Stones: THou Dost disemble greatly
ah,clem: thanks Mr. Stones
ah,clem: and all
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 11:05 PM train to Herndon.
Principalpoop: Hearndon?
Dexter Fong: Night Clem and thanks for the sounds of our lives
Johnny Piano: Melvin?
H. STONES: he will be lucky Poop, they closed that line years back
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'wake', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Dexter Fong: Laird?
cease: if you suddenly ceased to think, typing might become difficult
Dexter Fong: Hey wake...
wake: sorry I'm late
cease: oh, wake island checks in
Principalpoop: Hank herndon, in one of the ann rann books
Johnny Piano: You mean like this?...3q uidsg[jqwei;n
H. STONES: better wake than never
cease: for a very important date
Principalpoop: melving
Principalpoop: are you awake?
Johnny Piano: Actually THE wake
Principalpoop is awed
H. STONES: i am gald we cleared that up
wake: I am not actually a wake.
Dexter Fong: pronounced Whakee
wake: But I play one on TV.
Principalpoop: there is too much confusion, I can't get no relief
Johnny Piano: Oh, it's Lord Eddie Beaverbrook!
cease: greatetst hendrix song
Principalpoop: lordy lordy
H. STONES: dont sit on the TV wake, you will break it
Dexter Fong: Or his illegitimate twin brother
Johnny Piano: There's Monster Money in that old mattress!
cease: jimi hendrix and his hot licks
Dexter Fong: brb
Principalpoop: i thought that was tom flicks
Principalpoop: watch out of llan fong
Principalpoop: damn fingers
wake: I have been abscent for about 4 months...
cease: george carlin and his lucrative snarlin
wake: looks like I haven't missed a thing.
Principalpoop: has it been that long? i thought it was only 1/3 of a year..
cease: good to see you back, wake
Johnny Piano: Better than abcessed, wake
Principalpoop: all well since then i hope
wake: RIP George.
cease: absent beats abcess anyday
Merlyn: hey, see you next week folks
Principalpoop: night M
Johnny Piano: Bye, Merlyn
wake: I wouldn't want to be abcess minded.
Merlyn waves
cease: by merl
Dexter Fong: Wake, don't think it was that long..but absence does make the heart beat slower
||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 11:12 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..."
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn..you old Electrician
wake: OOoooh that would hurt.
Principalpoop: still got all your wisdom?
Johnny Piano: Abcess makes the heart beat flounder
Bambi: what happened to Johnny Piano?
cease: great gunter grass novel, the founder
Johnny Piano: Who?
wake: ooo PHONE CALL..... miss you guys BE BACK SOON I PROMISE
||||||||| 11:13 PM -- wake left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: See yah wake
cease: ok wake
H. STONES: try to stay awake
Bambi: well, well...gaet to see you and sorry to see wake left already
Bambi: lol
H. STONES: he may be back Bambi
Principalpoop: in one gunter grass novel, one of of the characters drops his cigarette butts behind his back and below his waist all the time, what does it mean that I remember that?
Dexter Fong: gaet to see you too Bambi
cease: or not. whatever back soon means
Bambi: how's it going Stones? give our best to Honey when you chat with her
Bambi: and you too Dex :-0
Bambi -)
Dexter Fong: Stones: What the hell is war driving?
Johnny Piano: I think that was Gaelic or Welsh or something, Fong
H. STONES: fine thank you Bambi, not sure where HOney is tonight but i think she may be war driving again
Bambi: is Honey back in the States?
cease: The Tin Drum is one of my favret novels
Johnny Piano: Head 'em up, move 'em out!! Yee-hah!! Get them wars a-movin'!
H. STONES: Fong, its using programs like Net or Mac Stumbler to log onto to open wifi lan systems to get online
cease: did honey go to the uk?
Principalpoop: time to read it again I think, i have read it and don't recall
Principalpoop: one less bell to answer...
Bambi: I don't know for sure Cat ...thought someone said she was with Stones one week
cease: stones wouldt know
Principalpoop: hard to drive and scan, you need a van and pay a chauffeur...
Dexter Fong: Cat: I tyhink Honey and Stones were virtual visiting...
Johnny Piano: Maybe they just meant that she was Stoned, Bambi
H. STONES: http://www.netstumbler.com/
cease: aha
Dexter Fong: JP: How could anyone tell?
cease: its just a shot away
H. STONES: not so, Poop, stumbler looks for hot spots and lerts you when it finds one, you do the driving and it does the looking
Principalpoop: show me the way, there is ringing in my ears...
Johnny Piano: LOL, Dex
Principalpoop: ahh cool stones
cease: to the next whisky bar, poop?
Dexter Fong: OH! Don't ask why!
Johnny Piano: Oh, don't ask why...
Dexter Fong: You know that we will die!
Johnny Piano: I tell you we must die
cease: something others cant do for us
Principalpoop: peter frampton, the next jerry mungo
Dexter Fong: Oh Moon of Manacura
Johnny Piano: Just a couple of drunken Irishmen pretending to be German
Dexter Fong: Saints Preserf uns
cease: you havent lost your womanly weils, i see
Principalpoop: every sperm is sacred... hehe
Dexter Fong: lol Cat
cease: spekaing of sperm, i'm seeing spamalot next tues
Principalpoop: cool
cease: hope its as good as the show you saw, dex
Dexter Fong: A bit Kurt but on tqarget
Johnny Piano: Shouldn't that be "Spermalot" then?
Principalpoop: that will be tues night JP hehe
H. STONES: no Johnny, sperm is what you get in your email
cease: apparently they use always look on the bright side of life in it, which is as python fave
Johnny Piano: I don't know who your server is, Stones, but methinks you been scammed!
H. STONES: maybe so, but all i know is my emails are all stuck together
cease: probly not as good as the cast you saw in nyc, dex, but the tunes will be amusing
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes they do. I enjoyed the show a lot, but maybe because I loved Python a lot and was just glad to see it
Johnny Piano: But just in case, I'm gonna open up a Spam Bank
Principalpoop: hey, have you ever tried, really reaching out for the other side?
Bambi: just don't keep your money there JP LOL
cease: one great thing about living in a kinda big city. i get great att show, plays, flicks and food
H. STONES: hell no Poop, i already live here
Dexter Fong: Poop: I have and they made me The Lizard King
Principalpoop: i wasn't asking you stones
Johnny Piano: Oh, cripes, David Gates is here...hey, aren't you related to Bill?
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: they both are in bread
Dexter Fong: Yeah JP, have some bread
Dexter Fong: with Vegamite
Johnny Piano: No thanks, I'll get baked another way
cease: lol
Dexter Fong mutters something about half baked
Bambi: If one if by bread...
Principalpoop: ahh it is drugs you want, bend over and roll up your arm
Johnny Piano: Mmmm, Ben & Jerry's
Dexter Fong: I like Tom & Jerry's
Principalpoop: PB and Js
cease: great line in The Lathe of Heaven about love. it has to be remade every day, lik bread
Johnny Piano: Tastes a bit mousy to me
Bambi: in chocolate ice cream?
Dexter Fong: Ben Dover and Jerry Built
Bambi: double chocolate almond!
Johnny Piano: Neil and Bob
Principalpoop: my tongue is lathe
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, gat on it
||||||||| Catherwood gats on it.
Dexter Fong: get on it Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives on it.
cease: Neal and Jack and Allen
Bambi: double chocolate fudge ice cream with chocolate covered almonds
Dexter Fong: Give it Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives it.
cease: too much sugar.
Dexter Fong: Give it up Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets it up.
Principalpoop: cheesburger in paradise
Johnny Piano: Awful lot of almonds floating about
cease: a firesign subtraction: Less Sugar
Bambi: one scoop at a time ...
Dexter Fong: It's those almadine monkeys
H. STONES: Warning, may contain nuts !
Principalpoop: ca-shew
cease: just lke us govt
Dexter Fong: Or ground squirrels
Johnny Piano: Have at you
Bambi: Catherwood please get me a toasted almond and some double chocolate fudge with chocolate covered almonds
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond and some double chocolate fudge with chocolate covered almonds.
Dexter Fong: Gesundheit
Principalpoop: danke shoe
Johnny Piano: You're gonna OD, Bambi
Johnny Piano: Donkey shit?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, Bambi is on a diet, 86 that order
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and yells "My ears are burning..."
Bambi: VIRTUALLY OD yet!
cease: i cant imagine an oding bambi
Dexter Fong: Piss on your ears Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood pisses on your ears.
Principalpoop: the cisco kid ate salted peanuts out of the can
cease: he was a friend of thine
Principalpoop: aye aye aye
Dexter Fong: The low riders
Bambi: virtual sugar can't hurt me ;-)
cease: pancho, and the american public, like to whine
Principalpoop: yes, put your pants up
Johnny Piano: He drink whiskey, Pancho drinkin' wine
Bambi: Stephen King's Low Riders from Atlantis books?
Johnny Piano: Way to score them points, Johnny Mac
Principalpoop: chocolate od, what is the cure?
Bambi: andn other Gunslinger books of course too
Johnny Piano: Fish sauce, Pp
Principalpoop: oh my
Bambi: vanilla ??
Dexter Fong: Martin Luther King's Low Riders from Alabama
H. STONES: OK folks, its late here so i better call it a day
Johnny Piano: Just one of many rainy day epicacs
cease: i'm reading Nixonland now.
H. STONES: have a good week and stay safe
Principalpoop: night stones, thanks for the books
cease: ok stones, keep em flying
Dexter Fong: Night Stones, give my best to Honey
Johnny Piano: Rock on, Stones
H. STONES: ok will do Fong
cease: better than vinegar any day
Principalpoop: you are giving to fong, it will keep him out of trouble
Dexter Fong: Don't do me Stones
H. STONES: it might get him in trouble
Dexter Fong: Not unless we sign a pre-nup
Principalpoop: all right now, baby it's all right now
Johnny Piano: Poop is in classic rock mode
Principalpoop: yes sir
Dexter Fong: Whipping Post!!!!
H. STONES: byeee
Principalpoop: ciao bebe
Johnny Piano: Good Lord, I feel like I'm dyin'...
cease: heard great atlanta rhythym section tune recently. broght back good memories
Dexter Fong: It's alright ma, you're only sighin'
Principalpoop: i don't have that, i will have to search usenet tonight
cease: shadows even a silver spoon
Principalpoop: i have the rest of that album. live at the filmore steak
cease: great graphic novel/anime/ interaction at van art gallery yesterday
Johnny Piano: A Fillmore? Yeah, nice car - really futuristic fins
Principalpoop: did you walk around or sit and watch?
Dexter Fong: I had a 1939 Filbert open roadster with dual rumble seats
cease: not so good as president
Principalpoop: the cheese chrome was before it's time, not ready yet
cease: thre was stuff ot sit and watch and stuff to walk arond and view, like orignal pages from Maus
Principalpoop: ahh ok :) cool
Johnny Piano: That's nutty, Dex
cease: speigelman was one of the curators
cease: it had scenes from Paprika, one of my fave flicks too
Dexter Fong: well dear friends, gotta park my car so hope to be back soon..see whoever's left when I return...and be well to those I don't see
Principalpoop: you say paprika and all I can think of is shampoo
Principalpoop: hail rita fong, and keep an eye out for llan, he is in the city tonight
Dexter Fong: You say paprikia and all I can think of is GOULASH
Johnny Piano: OK...let's all go hide from Dex...
Bambi: have a great night everyone!
Principalpoop: quick before he gets back
Dexter Fong: You can hyde but you cant Jeckyl
Principalpoop: kiss and night night sweet bambi, thanks again
Bambi: gotta go ...eye lids are falling down on the job!
Principalpoop: keepers of the root :)
Johnny Piano: We can sit in the Waiting Room, or wait in the Sitting Room
Principalpoop: turn your lamp down low
Johnny Piano: Nite, Bambi
Bambi: great to see you all! Nytol!
Johnny Piano: Take Sominex tonight and ZZZZzzzzzzz......
Principalpoop: sitting stoned alone in my backyard
Johnny Piano: Well, gents, I am going to stroll along too...have a good night.
cease: by bam
||||||||| Johnny Piano hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Johnny Piano?! It's 11:43 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
cease: you too jp
Principalpoop: ciao JP
Principalpoop: how long will you be in chicago?
cease: me? 4 days
Principalpoop: they have lots of excellent restaurants, i hear
Principalpoop: ahh nice
cease: i look forward to eating there
cease: i have reservsations in 3 of them
Principalpoop: i think you will have luck
Principalpoop: ahh already chose them cool
cease: i hear chicago pizza if greatr
cease: i hope they dont poison me at wrigley field
Principalpoop: have not been there since 1972, i would be useless for advice
cease: i was last there in 1955
cease: i suspect the city has changed since then
Principalpoop: ok ok, you win lol
Principalpoop: they have AC now
Principalpoop: july should be ok now
Principalpoop: i am jealous, cruises, chicago, what is next, chile, cuba, columbia?
cease: http://www.theworlds50best.com/2008_list.html
cease: alinea is a fast climging restaurantr on this list. it was the first place was able to get reservstinos at
Principalpoop ) wow
cease: also charlie trotters, a chicago institution for 20 years, and a very new seafood place caled L20
cease: climbing, not clinging
Principalpoop: hehehe
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. STONES - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: nots of fiddling
cease: lots
cease: even my poor capacity to type has diminished
Principalpoop: it is all the frets
Principalpoop: your typing has improved, i am concerned about you drinking too much lol
cease: "too much" as compared to...
Principalpoop: normally i have to translate,
cease: yes i do tend to drift away
Principalpoop: what was cat trying to type??? i ask myself lol
Principalpoop: but lately it is almost spell checked, you can type faster, nto a problem
cease: i wander off
Principalpoop: you are sharp as a whip, you can't fool me
cease: i figure my body will tell me when i should change my diet., it always has in the past
Principalpoop: well you can, in fact it is easy, but ahh
cease: if sangria is required now, thats what i give it.
Principalpoop: it was a joke, you are taking PP seriously???
Principalpoop: stop that
Principalpoop: lol
cease: ive become very interested in good tasting stuff recently. i'll pursue that as long as i can
Principalpoop: i have no palate, it is a shame
cease: as oppsed to a good book or comedy album
Principalpoop: makes finding dinner much easier, no reservations needed at macdos
cease: true ,but sad
Principalpoop: i still love good books
Principalpoop: with my old ears, new music or albums are difficult
cease: i read them constantly
Principalpoop: i cannot afford to, and the llocal librarians scare me lol
cease: i'm going to watch a dvd of a book i read some years ago, gore vidal's lincoln
Principalpoop: cool
cease: i'm reading Nixonland, a very good book about his era
Principalpoop: poor fong, i will jump ship too
cease: off we go then
Principalpoop: oops, I thought you meant now, and you did hehe
Principalpoop: ciaooo
||||||||| At 11:57 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, cease!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Principalpoop departs at 11:58 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| 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..
Dexter Fong: Well, I got a parking spot fairly rapidly but everyone's gone
Dexter Fong: night dear friends
||||||||| 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 the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Donk - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Bubba's Brain
Dexter Fong
Firebroiled, over easy
Johnny Piano
The Electrician's Assistant
The Electrician
Tor Hershman
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Rogue's Gallery:

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Dave & Katie

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Peggy Blisswhips

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Audrey Farber

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Tiny Dr. Tim
Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"