A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for February 26, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bailed_Out + Firebroiled close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 6:14 AM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
Bailed_Out + Firebroiled: All Bozos, Bozo-ettes,

and Dexter Fongs

please clone under the Big Blue “B,”
up against the Wall of Science,
in the Mindless Fellowship Pravilion!

You have chosen The Path Of Science,
Stand in the middle of rubber line.
Please keep your hands to yourself. Thank you.

You’re welcome . . .

It’s moving right along . . .

Bailed_Out + Firebroiled: So long, Dexter Beethead!
Give my . . . . .

I’m standing here like an idiot talkin’ to myself . . .

I might as well walk over to the old yellow line
and stand here on the yellow line like an idiot

talkin’ to myself . . . .

Bailed_Out + Firebroiled:

All out for Fort Stinkin’ Desert!.

Last Indian Reservation for two thousand miles.

You got fifteen minutes, folks!

Get ‘em while you can!

||||||||| Around 6:18 AM, Bailed_Out + Firebroiled walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'the Fool on the Hill', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:49 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
the Fool on the Hill seruptitiously picks up a file from Bradshaw's desk, and browses though it
the Fool on the Hill suddenly sneezes
the Fool on the Hill quickly closes the soiled file and returns it to Bradshaw's desk
the Fool on the Hill quickly closes the soiled file and returns it to Bradshaw's desk
||||||||| the Fool on the Hill, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Aviary.
||||||||| the Fool on the Hill walks in and says "It's 10:22 AM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
||||||||| the Fool on the Hill, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Aviary.
raises an eyebrow
||||||||| ah,clem sneaks in around 7:50 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, more Dear Friends, dear friends'
||||||||| At 7:52 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| "8:06 PM? 8:06 PM!!" says Catherwood, "TweeningTheDelaware should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as TweeningTheDelaware enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
TweeningTheDelaware: Who's movie _is_ this, anyway?
||||||||| At 8:06 PM, TweeningTheDelaware hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:55 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Dexter Fong: Ahh... Broiled is with us again....kinda
Dexter Fong: Present but momentarily absent
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 26, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 9:01 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
llanwydd: happy thursday
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'TweeningTheDelaware', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
TweeningTheDelaware: me highly recommends the HBO miniseries "John Adams"
TweeningTheDelaware forgets this isn't IRC
Dexter Fong: Hiya llan, tween, and Cat
llanwydd: I can't imagine hbo doing historical dramas
llanwydd: maybe I'll pick it up at the public library someday
TweeningTheDelaware: It should be shown in classrooms - the beginnings of America
llanwydd: I don't get hbo
TweeningTheDelaware: I'm sure it's available, LL
llanwydd: I got a pop up late last night that said somebody was in the chat room so I logged on and we chatted for a while
Dexter Fong: Ah ..it's the voice of the clam..uh Clem
llanwydd: I invited him to come in tonight but he said maybe some other week
TweeningTheDelaware: They _make_ you pay $40/mo for it at my apartment complex
TweeningTheDelaware: That's the one and only reason I'm glad they did
Dexter Fong: Tween: 40 a month just for HBO?
cease: im trying to download software to play cni
TweeningTheDelaware: For basic cable & HBO
llanwydd: I have directv
Dexter Fong: Cat" realplayer works fine
llanwydd: satellite
TweeningTheDelaware: Well, have to say the local Public Access in Austin can also be pretty entertaining ;)
cease: not for me
cease: i lost all my software with recent computer problems.
TweeningTheDelaware: I can watch Congress in RealPlayer in OS 9
cease: i have real player now but when i clicked cni, it said there was nothing to play it
Dexter Fong: Bummer Dude
TweeningTheDelaware: That's a pretty good thing
TweeningTheDelaware: Dude!
TweeningTheDelaware: Well, cease, I'm pretty sure Bambi would be very interested in making sure your computer works well :-)
Dexter Fong: WoooW Road trip
TweeningTheDelaware: Not necessarily
Dexter Fong: My CNI feed is switching off and on like a crazy monkey
TweeningTheDelaware: You'd have to ask Bambi about that ;)
cease: do you want to save this file or find a program on line to open it?
cease: so i clicked find and downloaded winamp which i recall using for cni before. but it aint working
TweeningTheDelaware: What OS?
TweeningTheDelaware: Sounds like there's bees and spiders in there
Dexter Fong: Official Secret?
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bambi 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.
Dexter Fong: Come inside nambi
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends
TweeningTheDelaware: Hey Bambi
Dexter Fong: Bambi
TweeningTheDelaware: cease was just asking about the bees and spiders in his computer
llanwydd: Hey Bambi!
TweeningTheDelaware: Bambi (aka Aunti-Virus)
Dexter Fong: Tween: He's lucky he doesn't have a muderous chimpanzee in there
Bambi: just coming by to say hi and then leaving again to conserve bandwidth for the stream ... we are having bad issues on the new internet connection
TweeningTheDelaware: No joke lol
Dexter Fong: I ha' 'oticed
TweeningTheDelaware: Every Which Way But Loose
cease: if i could get a url for the cni stream i could paste it ito the real player and see if that worked, eh?
Bambi: hopefully Clem will be able to continue the stream
Dexter Fong: Keep it tight
Bambi: see you all later to conserve bandwidth :-(
||||||||| "9:16 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bambi, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
llanwydd: see you soon
Dexter Fong: She sacrificed herself for CNI Radio
TweeningTheDelaware: Don't know if you've heard, but clem gets the McGuyver award for what he did this week
llanwydd: how wide is a band?
||||||||| Principalpoop tiptoes in around 9:16 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong: Is that the golden coathanger with bronzed paperclips award?
TweeningTheDelaware: Oh, about 2 folger length
cease: hi poop
TweeningTheDelaware: Hey P
llanwydd: Hi Princ!
Principalpoop: hi hippie type indivduals
TweeningTheDelaware: Who you callin' a hippo? I'm thin!
Principalpoop: ie ie ie
TweeningTheDelaware: Thin I tell you!
llanwydd: I had to stop being a hippie when I started losing my hair
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne in through the front door at 9:18 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
TweeningTheDelaware: Aye, matey
TweeningTheDelaware: Hey E
Dexter Fong: E!!!
Principalpoop: hi E
llanwydd: don't want to look like sam kinison
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Principalpoop: ie
llanwydd: Hey Elayne!
Elayne: Finally above freezing out there, although temp's going to dip again over the weekend.
cease: hi el
llanwydd: yeah it went above 40 up here
Principalpoop: i look like a clone mixture of sam kinison and dick cheney
cease: snowed here yesterday, gone now
Elayne: Hey Cat, I just responded to your email.
TweeningTheDelaware: They're too proud to say, but Jim & Bambi lost their broadband last weekend
Principalpoop: ouch ahh, clem bambi
TweeningTheDelaware: You're listening to JL's 'cantenna' he made out of coffee cans
Dexter Fong: and a coathanger and somepaperclips
TweeningTheDelaware: The backwoods of VA has it's problems
Dexter Fong: and strawberry jam
llanwydd: that would be a tincanna
Principalpoop: he got the recipe from honey and is war riding?
TweeningTheDelaware: That's about it, Dex
Dexter Fong: Tween: Reveneuers?
cease: jsut read your email, el. you probably know far more about cheffing than i ever will
cease: not being a fan of the food channel or whatever its called in the us
Principalpoop: cni sounds great
TweeningTheDelaware: It's all legal, but they stuck between two services that aren't cooperating
cease: i cant open it at all. and i have real player open
Dexter Fong: Poop: Sounds good here also, but cuts in and out lke a pushover
Elayne: Only from the teevee, Cat.
cease: suposedly just downloaded winamp but dont know where it is
Dexter Fong: Cat: Maybe you have to turn PC off and on like an irate oragotan
TweeningTheDelaware: And either way it's goning to be more expensive - may I suggest a 'fin' to http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm
||||||||| 9:24 PM: H. Stones jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
cease: ok is cni playing firesing tonight?
Dexter Fong: Tween; you may and I will
TweeningTheDelaware: Hail and well met, UK...
cease: oh wait, i can open my laptop and listen on that
H. Stones: Greetings
Principalpoop bows to his highness
Dexter Fong: Stones, old chappie
llanwydd: Hey Stones!
Dexter Fong: Cat Yes
TweeningTheDelaware: King Stones II?
Dexter Fong: King Stones Trio
H. Stones: Yo Dudes (memo to self, stop watching these terrible Hollywood movies)
cease: ive been back and forth between the 2 computers all month
cease: hi stones
cease: i tend to forget things
H. Stones: Cease, sounds you have been up and down like a whores nightie
cease: alzheimers, intoxicants, or whatever
Dexter Fong: or a
cease: speaking of up and down, we put in a new floor last summer and it started erupting a few weeks ago
H. Stones: if you have Alzheimers, cease, you will do well in here
cease: first my body fucks up, then my floor, what's next?
Dexter Fong: Stones; Where is here?
Principalpoop: whaaaat?
Dexter Fong: I forgot
H. Stones: next time cease, dont lay a floor on a geological fault
cease: my mother has alzheimers, stones. she's far happier now than she's ever been before
Dexter Fong: Stones: Oh fine, blame the geologist
cease: Fumiyo's mother was the same. its the body's gift of the finest intoxicant of them all
H. Stones: Rock On .... Fong
llanwydd: erupting?
Principalpoop: i was going to recommend a dermatologist for the eruptions
H. Stones: sounds like active floor pustules
cease: thaknkfully floor was under waranty so it sjust been replaced. lets see how long this lasts
Dexter Fong: llan: Erupting....splinters in all directions....three-penny nails like shrapnel
cease: the guy siad there wasnt enough room between floor and door so it began to buckle up. not moisture as one would expect in van
Principalpoop: ahh the warranty on top of it caused the rash
llanwydd: volcanic flooring. what will they think of next?
cease: cork floor too. i could bottle some wine
Principalpoop: you need room between the floor and the door
H. Stones: what do you do with the lava flow, try to channel it out the door using the furniture ?
Dexter Fong: New lavalight flooring, when you want to be grounded
||||||||| 9:29 PM: cease2 jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
H. Stones: sounds a bit too Sixties for my tastes Fong, i prefer Amish
Dexter Fong: Stones: YOu use a cougher damn!
Principalpoop: cork, you bought your floor in ireland?
Elayne: Cat, you're beside yourself!
TweeningTheDelaware: So _that's_ why they call it a Pompeiidor
H. Stones: no poop, its just the residue from all his wine bottles
Dexter Fong: Stones: You mean Hamish don't you, dropping the aightch
cease: back on the dell but i'm listening to germany surrendering
TweeningTheDelaware: lol
H. Stones: no, that would be Scotch Whisky not Wine
Principalpoop: the 1st or the 2nd time?
cease: hey i just spoke to doc and lili on tuesday
cease: doc's ridiculously busy but sends his best
H. Stones: Germany didnt durrender they won and NASA gave them jobs
Principalpoop: the same to him and lili
H. Stones: surrender
TweeningTheDelaware: I don't doubt it
TweeningTheDelaware: Germaknees?
Principalpoop: ok, take dorothy and the scare crow too
Dexter Fong: National Assembly of
TweeningTheDelaware: Hi L!
Dexter Fong: (Something with an *S*) Association
TweeningTheDelaware: lol
Principalpoop: any relation to pennylayne?
TweeningTheDelaware: Good Beatles
Elayne is a relation to Pen-Elayne, of course.
Principalpoop: good day sunshine
H. Stones: and Good Beatles to you too Sir
TweeningTheDelaware )
Principalpoop: quite
H. Stones: I have to admit its getting better, a little better all the time
Elayne: We're (still) in High Beatles Mode here at the Riggs Residence. Rob's currently reading Geoff Emerick's book.
Principalpoop: high beatles mode, that would be after the trip to india...
H. Stones: Hi El, please give my regards and felicitations to the Most High Beatle
cease: i loved the beatles long ago. sgt pepper was a revelation
Dexter Fong: Speaking of Beatles (The) just released is a 4 CD set by Jean Shepherd when he went on tour with them for several months
llanwydd: good beatles?
Elayne: Rob wants to know if you've heard "Revolution 1, Take 20" yet. That's the latest release from the Beatles archives.
H. Stones: has anyone over there had sight of this new streaming media search engine called Spotify ?
Elayne: If you haven't heard it, you should search on YouTube for it.
TweeningTheDelaware: lol
||||||||| 9:36 PM: LaBrea Man jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Elayne: It's an 11-minute track that bridges the gap between Revolutions 1 and 9.
Principalpoop: ugh labrea man
Dexter Fong: Elayne: I was listening but I lost count
Elayne: Evenin', LB Man!
cease: i just read a book by lewis lapham called With the Beatles about his trip to maharishi land with them
LaBrea Man: Greetings from the pits
llanwydd: wb lm
TweeningTheDelaware: You know a band is good when they release scratch versions and call it an Anthology
Dexter Fong: Hi LB
cease: how are things in the pits, l-man?
||||||||| "Hey TweeningTheDelaware!" ... TweeningTheDelaware turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:36 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
H. Stones: http://www.spotify.com/en/
||||||||| Catherwood ushers OGGTween in through the front door at 9:37 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: wb tween
cease: i was reading something the other day about the beatles get away with endlessly releasing stuff no one else could get away with
LaBrea Man: what? did my visage chase away the muster?
llanwydd: somebody give LBM a link to cni
llanwydd: or however it's done
cease: is it just you and zazou, l-man?
Dexter Fong: We got no mustard, here, try this jerk sauce
llanwydd: I don't get cni but no reason the newcomers cant
LaBrea Man: and I need cni why?
Principalpoop: he can tap at the top of the chat llan
H. Stones: dont call em sauce, Fong
OGGTween: Tween goot
Dexter Fong: Playing rare FST
Elayne: I'm getting old enough to start teaching my young coworkers about the Beatles. :)
llanwydd: you don't need it but I'm sure it's nice to have
Dexter Fong: Stones: OK, jerk gravy
LaBrea Man: Oh! Mein Gott!
Elayne: "Oh," said one of them, "I've heard a few of their songs, I think I like them."
Principalpoop: is it gott chow mein?
llanwydd: Oh I see. the link is at the top. I forgot
OGGTween: Careful not to hit woman with Tween
Elayne: Although I kinda like to live in the present too. I adore The Fireman's latest, McCartney actually sings on it instead of just twicking around with instrumental experimentation.
Principalpoop: tell them paul was with a band before wings
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Tell em your playing a beetles record and actually play the Ink Spots
OGGTween: Careful not to hit woman with Tween
Elayne: Prinpoop, they're so young I'm not sure they've heard of Wings :)
OGGTween: Got a light?
Principalpoop: uh oh
H. Stones: i thought Wings was awful, just like everything else Macca did without JL
H. Stones: as i said before, Macca is to music what Tom Cruise is to acting
Dexter Fong: Buffalo Wings was a dynamite hairband
Principalpoop: steady tween
OGGTween: lol
cease: i liked mccartneys frist two solo albums, but they were kinda beatles outtakes
llanwydd: wings was my favorite band before I discovered Yes
||||||||| "Hey OGGTween!" ... OGGTween turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:41 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
H. Stones: was he in Buffalo Wingfield ?
||||||||| 9:41 PM: ConstitutionalTweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Elayne: Stones, I quite like a lot of their stuff, but some of the '80s songs were rather, erm, regrettable. Like the hairstyles.
||||||||| "Hey LaBrea Man!" ... LaBrea Man turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:41 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 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 LaBrea Man falls out at 9:41 PM.
ConstitutionalTweeny: That was prior to that...
cease: are going going back to the pitts?
cease: must be quite a burg
Principalpoop: taking your constitutional tween?
LaBrea Man: Me here
ConstitutionalTweeny: It's the Pitts!!
Dexter Fong: Walk hard, Tween
Elayne: I spent last evening relabelling all my McCartney and Wings albums (I have pretty much the lot of them, thanks to Robin), adding in the years to the titles for iPod purposes.
H. Stones: Elayne, i was too busy listening to John Lee Hooker and LIghtenin Hopkins to have much time for Macca and his ilk
LaBrea Man: me try cni, got real player
llanwydd: Bozos was one fst album I never got to know very well
Elayne: Every time a Macca song comes on (which is quite often) I find myself wondering when it came out. I decided to stop the guesswork.
Principalpoop: you think that people would have gotten tired of silly love songs
LaBrea Man: Me got Bozos from Columbia House, had to listen
ConstitutionalTweeny: phat, LL
H. Stones: Hurray, i just found Firesign Theatre available for download on Spotify
Elayne: Prinpoop, I look around me and I note, ka-CHING, so you know, it's not so.
ConstitutionalTweeny: That's phatt...
Principalpoop: ka-ching hehe
ConstitutionalTweeny: Like Phill Phroctor
cease: did anyone here him this aft?
llanwydd: I thought phatt was an eastern colloquialism
cease: i followed chromium switch's link but it wouldnt open
ConstitutionalTweeny: Elvis Proctor?
Principalpoop: paul was super with colbert
cease: my newly nude computer is too shy about opening anything
Dexter Fong: PPPhall Frockter?
cease: i hope it was a new episode, not sure
Elayne: Prinpoop, do you think he was in on the joke? Seemed that way to me. I'd find it hard to believe he'd never heard of Colbert.
llanwydd: so firesign was available on columbia house. whodathunk
cease: yes procotr was on the radio this aft at 2:30 my time
LaBrea Man: How quaint
ConstitutionalTweeny: Keep your slip on, cease
Principalpoop: put in a bigger hard drive cat hehe
Principalpoop: sure he was, they played more later, he was having fun...
cease: i have 350 and a plug in 500 gigs. that should be enough
ConstitutionalTweeny: Too much LDS...
H. Stones: i invested in a 1 terrabyte, Sata drive so i only use my hard drive as a desktop now
llanwydd: I remember getting a lot of bob dylan from columbia house
LaBrea Man: My godson seems to be having a good time
Elayne: Did they, Prinpoop? I'll have to check the website.
cease: but whatever played cni before no longer is there or doesnt work. i cant get real player to play it
llanwydd: too much mormons?
cease: good for him, labrea
Principalpoop: it was only at the site i think...
H. Stones: cni works fine in Winamp if you paste in the url
LaBrea Man: Me not get much from ColHouse, have to pay or no get
ConstitutionalTweeny: Das Steel Bouty
cease: are you new here, labrea, or do we know you by another name?
Elayne: Thanks Prinpoop, I'll check it out. From what I understand, Colbert always explains to his guests that he's playing a character who's an idiot, so most of them are in on the joke at the outset.
LaBrea Man: Yes, new tonight
cease: i cant get the url or i'd paste it into real, stones
ConstitutionalTweeny: /me shakes his Boot
LaBrea Man: Well, met LL last night, got invite
LaBrea Man: Thanks, LL
H. Stones: cease, do you have the link at the top right of this page ?
cease: welcome, labrea. i remember those pits well from when i lived in la
llanwydd: great to have ya
ConstitutionalTweeny: Never be ruse to an Arab.... an Israeli or Saudi or Jew....
cease: you mean the firesigntheatre.com/chat url, stones?
ConstitutionalTweeny would fix the spelling, but it works ;)
cease: or do you mean where it says CNI
llanwydd: ...no matter what you do....
cease: when i right click it i dont get a url
H. Stones: where it says cni, if i double click cni it opens winamp for me
ConstitutionalTweeny: Monty live at Hollybowl is amazing
LaBrea Man: I go to where people celebrate losing battle
cease: if i left click, it says it cant open. if i right click, i dont get its url
H. Stones: using Firefox or IE, cease ?
LaBrea Man: Al La Mode
cease: ar eyou listening to cni, labrea?
llanwydd: little big horn?
Principalpoop: do you have the box for your pc cat?
ConstitutionalTweeny: As is Streisand
LaBrea Man: Yes, should I comment?
cease: if you like
Principalpoop: or don't like
ConstitutionalTweeny: Please do, LeBreaman :)
LaBrea Man: I like
cease: long gone, poop, like a turkey through the armenian corn
Dexter Fong: a Greek turkey Cat
LaBrea Man: you know how Arabs name their children?
Principalpoop: you should get a menu of choices when you right click the cni thingie
Dexter Fong: Religiously?
ConstitutionalTweeny: You can keep them in the backyard or the slave's quarters and they'll be no problem at all...
llanwydd: no, LB
H. Stones: yes, LaBrea, they have a choice of three i think
llanwydd: dying to hear though
cease: ahab, the arab?
LaBrea Man: They go outside their tent during a dust storm and clear their throat.
Principalpoop: what?
cease: yes choices i get, poop
Principalpoop: properties
Dexter Fong: afkfr
ConstitutionalTweeny: What?
Principalpoop: or copy link location
llanwydd: accchhh. mustafa ibin salam
Elayne: Too many acronyms (TMA)!
cease: yes, the url is for this chat though, not cni
Principalpoop: acronymphobia
LaBrea Man: Ahhhhhkkkkhhhmed, Haaasssaammmm, Haagggghhhptui
ConstitutionalTweeny thinks MrCoffee is getting a bit of a trial
Principalpoop: is what I see
ConstitutionalTweeny: I miss the World's Fair's of NYC & Montreal - not so much ignorance
H. Stones: you might need to adjust the settings in windows player or winamp to make it work
Principalpoop: but it is jumping in and out like a crazy monkey
llanwydd: I wanted to go to expo 67 but I lived about 400 miles away at the time
H. Stones: throw a shoe at it Poop, it worked with the Bush monkey
ConstitutionalTweeny: Was very cool
llanwydd: I heard some people calling it the world's fair for some reason
Principalpoop: when is the next worlds fair? and where?
ConstitutionalTweeny: Soviet Union chicks ;)
H. Stones: its on the next world Poop, you will have to wait
ConstitutionalTweeny: They really knock me out
Principalpoop: i won't make it
llanwydd: and why?
ConstitutionalTweeny: lol
H. Stones: you must, Poop, lots of shiny things await and free pron
Principalpoop: we should have another world's fair
llanwydd: they ought to have the world's fair in some remote part of the world like antarctica
Dexter Fong: Free prawns?
Principalpoop: in scarbourough, wherever that is..., i like the song
Principalpoop: are you going to scarbourough fair
llanwydd: or guantanamo
LaBrea Man: Pitcairn Island
Principalpoop: ?
ConstitutionalTweeny: It was actually a really good idea
cease: i geratly enojyed the fairs i attended
H. Stones: its on north east coast of England, Poop
cease: good preparation for firesign
Principalpoop: ugh
ConstitutionalTweeny: Free Prawns from England
Principalpoop: get a place with better weather and nicer natives hah
ConstitutionalTweeny: North See
H. Stones: Free, just a dollar
LaBrea Man: West of Chile, about400 miles
llanwydd: didn't they have some rock concert in the 90s in some really cold part of canada?
Elayne: We are not expecting free prawns when we're in England next month.
Elayne: The dollar's doing pretty well against the flailing pound, however.
ConstitutionalTweeny: A Federale Note?
llanwydd: must have been the affluent who went to it
cease: good for you, el
LaBrea Man: I hear roast rabbit is cheap in Australia these days
Principalpoop: tourists coming again stones, start cleaning up
H. Stones: its not flailing Elayne, just drowning
Elayne: Means cheaper sweets for me, Stones!
ConstitutionalTweeny: Just middle class campers
H. Stones: Yes, we got Crunchy Frog, Cockroach Cluster and Spring Surprise
llanwydd: I don't think I've ever had a full-size prawn
cease: if only our canuck buck would soar to what it was last year. i could visit the states cheaply
Principalpoop: cat found cheap sweet pate
llanwydd: I never see them in stores
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
ConstitutionalTweeny: A station wagon towing a Starcraft across CN & USA
cease: i dont even like expensive sweets, poop, and my pate is bald
H. Stones: try eBay, llan
ConstitutionalTweeny: Been to the Calgary Stampeed
Principalpoop: read all your email spam llan, and soon you will see a full-size prawn
LaBrea Man: My momma was born near there
H. Stones: did you get a Calgary Stamp ?
llanwydd: right. buy a prawn on ebay
llanwydd: I've worked on shrimp boats in FL and never caught prawns
cease: my parents had their 50th wedding anniversary at the calgary stampede in 92. weird seeing all those old people in cowboy hats
ConstitutionalTweeny: Don't remember. I would have been around 13 at the time
LaBrea Man: and your stamp peed?
Principalpoop: like a willie nelson concert
cease: calgary prides itself on being a kind of suburb of texas. i see bush is givinghis first paid speech there soon
LaBrea Man: I beg
LaBrea Man: your
ConstitutionalTweeny: Very cool, cease
LaBrea Man: pardon?
Dexter Fong: Padon?
H. Stones: dont forget to take all the shoes, cease
Principalpoop: no begging, move along
ConstitutionalTweeny: That's very cool, cease :)
llanwydd: guess I'll move on along to beggar's farm
ConstitutionalTweeny: Ther _are_ cowbooys in Canada
Dexter Fong: Poop: I'm not begging, I'm an internet mime
cease: bush giving a speech? not so cool. cruel, perhaps
llanwydd: or was it alone
Principalpoop: i am not going to work on saddies farm no more
cease: yes i had a cousin who was a cowboy. went out and rounded up cows with him in manitoba in 67
ConstitutionalTweeny: Some really good country scumi, er, music comes from Canada
LaBrea Man: he pays me a nickel, he pays me a dime,
Principalpoop: just kidding labrea man, here, i will toss you a bone
Dexter Fong: Cat: Did yah git them doggies rollin'
llanwydd: when I first heard maggies farm it reminded me precisely of a family I knew
ConstitutionalTweeny pictures horses sliding on permafrost lol
Principalpoop: who was saidie then?
llanwydd: that was back in 82 when first got heavily into dylan
cease: thats 42 years ago. i can barely remember
LaBrea Man: Dogies, not doggies.
H. Stones: Hey tween i have been trying to score some real country scumi for ages, can you give me a phone number
LaBrea Man: Not even celestial doggies
Dexter Fong: LB: It's Canada, extra g
llanwydd: I was listening to nothing but Yes in the late 70s
Principalpoop: hook him up tween
H. Stones: llan, you were so much older than, your younger than that now
cease: the principal of my high school was named Vern E. Simpson. so for graduation, me and some musician friends rewrote the dylan tune as Aint Gonna Work on Vern E's Farm No More
Dexter Fong: Llan: No!
LaBrea Man: Yes, ELP, Captain Beyond
llanwydd: exactly stones
cease: interesit got hear jimmy carter say how that song taught him lessons about farming he would have never learned without heaing it
llanwydd: not familiar with capt beyone
cease: this was in Gonzo, new biopic of hunter thompson
LaBrea Man: he shoulda learned to keep farming
Dexter Fong: Captain Bayonne, lives in New Jersey
H. Stones: he should have spent more time on farming and less on Maggie
LaBrea Man: Capt. Beyond -- next iteration of Iron Butterfly
ConstitutionalTweeny: Hmmmm, it's getting a bit cloudy today....
Principalpoop: hunter thompson, now for sale as portrayed by rich hollywood actors
Elayne is cutting out for the evening; next week, all.
Principalpoop: best of luck e
H. Stones: take care Elayne see you next week
cease: by el
llanwydd: Nite Elayne
Elayne: "Golden slumbers fill your eyes...."
Dexter Fong: Wake up Maggie, I got somethin' I'd like to say
LaBrea Man: By sweets
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:08 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Principalpoop: maggie, don't take your love to town
Dexter Fong: Nght Elayne
ConstitutionalTweeny: You are a smart man, Dr. Floyd. You vill know what to do...
LaBrea Man: I wish I
Dexter Fong: Maggie, don't let your babies grow up to be caw people
LaBrea Man: Oops
Dexter Fong: cow people?
LaBrea Man: I wish I'd never seen your face
Dexter Fong: Caw people like the ravens
ConstitutionalTweeny: Which door will you choose, La Brea?
Dexter Fong: and othe doo wop groups
Principalpoop: maggie, i am floating in a most peculiar way
llanwydd: maggie what have we done?
ConstitutionalTweeny: LOL
LaBrea Man: I want the curtain
Dexter Fong: Cirtain?
ConstitutionalTweeny: But, that's Jane's Curtains!
LaBrea Man: Mark, Mark, Mark, they are performing experiments on animals in space
Principalpoop: the couple was so ugly, the peepingtom knocked on the window and asked them to close the curtains
LaBrea Man: It's curtains, rocky, curtains
Dexter Fong: Curtains for Jane as Dan ackroyd played by tyler motte stuffs her into a bassmaster 2000
||||||||| Catherwood ushers wake (the flake) into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:11 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: the skinny one talks about food sometimes
H. Stones: making tea, afk
llanwydd: Hey Wake!
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu know those peking toms do just wonderful window treatments
ConstitutionalTweeny: But, those are Jane's curtains!!
wake (the flake): hello all
llanwydd: these english and their tea
Dexter Fong: Hiyah wake
LaBrea Man: I'm never certain whether to talk to Nancy or push her over
Dexter Fong: LB: Women like both
wake (the flake): can just be on a few minutes
Principalpoop: http://www.oneforthetable.com/oftt/index.php
Dexter Fong: Shout out "look out!!" then push her over
Principalpoop: laurane newman
LaBrea Man: Me also, must arise in 4 hours
wake (the flake): the boss called a (shudder) Friday meeting...
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Principalpoop: that green bag that pelosi wore was hideous
Principalpoop: night all
cease: hi wake. for a few minutes
cease: come again
Principalpoop: who are going to see the sandman
Dexter Fong: Night poop
wake (the flake): His golf course must have burned down...
cease: i finally opened cni in the real. thakns, whomever
Principalpoop: i am not going anywhere, and that is what my highschool yearbook said
wake (the flake): thanks cease
LaBrea Man: Mark, Mark, Mark they are performing horrible ex--(thump) Thank You
H. Stones: back again
llanwydd: I get an email every time someone comes into the chatroom and I just deleted about 10
Dexter Fong: Poop: Whats *sandman*
||||||||| At 10:14 PM, wake (the flake) scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
H. Stones: Hey Poop, that reminds me of a tale about the Headmaster of Eton School
cease: the best comic book i ever read, dex
Dexter Fong: llan: Are you the reaper?
Principalpoop: some guy and puts sand in your eyes and you go to sleep?
cease: elayne turned me on to it, neil gaiman
llanwydd: bernie sandman from vermont
Dexter Fong: Cat: Do you by anychance mean *Watchmen*
LaBrea Man: Yeah, I know him. He sold me a croidenflatz
Dexter Fong: Cat: They made a movie out of it?
cease: no, thats allan moore. definitely an influence on gaiman but from before. moore was on the simposons once
cease: gaiman has yet to be
Principalpoop: i hope it was fresh labrea man
llanwydd: anybody want coffee?
LaBrea Man: No, they made a lawn chair out of it, you ninny
cease: i liked the comic of V for Vendetta for than the flick, but the same is true for Persepolis
cease: so who knows if i'll like watchmen the flick or not
llanwydd: catherwood, make us a pot of ersatz
||||||||| Catherwood hands us a pot of ersatz.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood give everyone a Screaming Purple Viking
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a screaming purple viking.
cease: better than the flick
H. Stones: thanks llan but i have made tea
LaBrea Man: I'll have french roast toddy
Principalpoop: i have no been called a ninny since 6th grade, that is a while ago
cease: i hope so, poop
LaBrea Man: I know. It was me
cease: if you were in 6th grade, you woulndt be here
Dexter Fong: Poop: Maybe it's time you moved on from that momentous day
cease: are the french still roasting their toddies?
Principalpoop: jackson, something jackson, fat and never changed for gym class, is that you?
llanwydd: oh, that's right. you english know how to make tea taste good
LaBrea Man: I am in the 6th grade.
llanwydd: I wish I could do that
Dexter Fong: Would you care to be called a rumpfed runion?
LaBrea Man: you know those silly frenchmen, always doing something with their toddies
llanwydd: I hate the scottish play
Principalpoop: are the runions running again already?
cease: is that a grade in the sense of "the world was made in 7 days" refers to a "day"
Dexter Fong: Poop: They're running *and* hiding
Principalpoop: that makes no sense
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease2 - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: then you'd really hate the scottish Work!
Principalpoop: the dice was jaun
cease: oh yes, i turned off cease2's computer
llanwydd: LOL
H. Stones: CNI is buffering over here
Dexter Fong: and Mimisy Boragrove was tipsy
LaBrea Man: Di ye know why the Scots march when they play the bagpipes?
Principalpoop: sometimes here also stones, having IP problems, ah,clem had to juryrig a tincan multiplexer band modem thing
H. Stones: they just have to get away LaBrea
LaBrea Man: Te git away frim the sound
llanwydd: according to the law of probablility there has to be at least one woman in the world named Mimsy Borogove
Dexter Fong: Stones: If by buffering you mean cuttin in and off like a lunney lemur, here too
llanwydd: and who knows, maybe a couple of men as well
LaBrea Man: Here too
H. Stones: yes, Fong, it seems we have consensus
Principalpoop: getting worse, long enough silences that my own voices are coming back
Dexter Fong: llan: You're right, but how about Mimisy?
cease: now that i've cut and pasted my way into Real, no cutting off at all
cease: maybe i'll have to wait for the Past
LaBrea Man: Mayhaps "they" are censoring the show
||||||||| Bunnyboy steps in at 10:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bunnyboy: hiyez
H. Stones: Hi Bunny
Principalpoop: they can do that without needing a court order now
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Bunny
cease: hey bun
Principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
llanwydd: well by the same principal, mimisy has to exist in an alternate universe
LaBrea Man: You might be one of the animals?
llanwydd: if you put anything in that line of thought
Principalpoop: yes, she is next to my right now llan
cease: alan price?
H. Stones: is this mimisy just a lot of whimsy ?
Dexter Fong: Well done llan, =))
cease: my name is little alan price and i know what's wrong and i know what's nice
Principalpoop: the price is right
Dexter Fong: no whimisy
Dexter Fong: alternate universe etc
LaBrea Man: I only waited to see how long.
Principalpoop: eric something and the animals
Bunnyboy: Oh, Help the HOOV! I thought it was Help the WHO.
Dexter Fong: Put that Burdon down
cease: hey bun, with some difficulty i finally answered your request for 10 fave tunes on facebook
cease: or maybe not
LaBrea Man: That
H. Stones: ok Fong, that Eric is a right twat
LaBrea Man: That's why he's so mean
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Yes
cease: right after i posted it, i got a note from someone i dont know saying he also used to like timbuk 3
Bunnyboy: cat: Lemmee count...
Principalpoop: a stalker, cool
Bunnyboy: I counted 10.
Dexter Fong: Tat is a Negroid term meaning hot
cease: i tagged ossie and proc, doubt i'll hear back but it would be interesing to hear their fave tunes, somethings from their era no doubt
LaBrea Man: Alistair Crowley?
LaBrea Man: Negroid?
LaBrea Man: Perhaps you mean Ebonic
Principalpoop: can we say that now?
Dexter Fong: Wow three generations of Tim Buckley Timbuk 3
LaBrea Man: Of course.
Bunnyboy: I came up with a little Proustian Facebook Note idea. I won't spill it yet, but once I compose a sample, all will be clear...
llanwydd: LB M, if you stick with us long enough you will probably get to chat with phil austin and possibly the others
H. Stones: you can say anything you like Poop, we cannot uninvent the launguage
Dexter Fong: How many castratos can we bear
llanwydd: they stop in occasionally. mostly austin
LaBrea Man: Timothy Leary's dead. Now He's on the outside looking in
Principalpoop: go to tim buck 1 stones
H. Stones: i onlyjust got to level 3
Dexter Fong: Missus O'Leary's cow kicked the LSD out of him
Principalpoop: eat or be eaten...
Dexter Fong: Stones: Be sure to save
llanwydd: timothy leary's cow
Dexter Fong: but first cook or be cooked
cease: aha, one of my fave bits of firesign
llanwydd: and the psychedelic fire
cease: the word cow means face in japanese
H. Stones: good thinking Fong, i have 200 medipack and rocket launcher with BFG
Bunnyboy: There'll be a hot time in the old town tonite!
cease: give the horsie some sugar cubes
Dexter Fong: Ah...Macao means "my face"
llanwydd: what a lovely cow she has
LaBrea Man: Wakarimas Nihongo?
Bunnyboy: I'm trying to remember: What DEAR FRIENDS bit uses that song, as background?
llanwydd: pardon me while I shave my cow
Principalpoop: for your travel planning cat http://www.pomegranateva.com/
cease: my last name is Ishikawa. i know what that means
Dexter Fong: llan: We've never met cow to cow have we?
H. Stones: Hey Labrea, didnt he play flugelhorn with Buddy Rich ?
Bunnyboy: Is it Giant Toad Supermarkets?
Bunnyboy: Yeah, that's it/
Principalpoop: excuse me, while i kiss the cow
llanwydd: LOL
LaBrea Man: No, That was Mongo Santamaria
Dexter Fong: Moooo ve over poop my turn
H. Stones: dammit, your right, he replaced him
Dexter Fong: with a prawn
LaBrea Man: Slide in, Dex
Dexter Fong: Safe at thirtd!!!
cease: pomegranates, eh? make great drinks
Bunnyboy: Ah, my little much a-moo about something. Ahhh!
LaBrea Man: Or, Slide Index
Principalpoop: sure plenty to go around
Dexter Fong: Thrown out at home
LaBrea Man: In His own home?
Dexter Fong: He is a king
LaBrea Man: a King Prawn?
Dexter Fong: On the streets he's just another five and dimer ham and egger
LaBrea Man: Like Tom Waits
Dexter Fong: But on his front lawn, he's Captaiin Rake
Principalpoop: tom waits for no man
cease: tom waits for no one, and he wont wait for ricki lee
Dexter Fong: No man, bummer
LaBrea Man: (more like ensign raaake
cease: remember the sctv episode with them trying to fool memorex tape?
Dexter Fong: (it was his night in the barrel
Principalpoop: who was the guy with pikard? ahh reiker
cease: doc would remember, but he's not here now
H. Stones: are we gonna do it hurricane style, Dex ?
Principalpoop: ken is not here either
Dexter Fong: Was he the third reiker?
Principalpoop: roll out the barrel
Dexter Fong: Stones: Prepare to be boarded and battened down
cease: no, that was adolph
LaBrea Man: "A Night In The Barrel" byCaptain Raake
llanwydd: well, I'm going soon
ConstitutionalTweeny: Batten down the Thatchers!
Dexter Fong: or "Roll me out again, me hearties"
cease: and dont call me fred
Principalpoop: ciao llan
llanwydd: I'm going to try not to wake up until the day after tomorrow
llanwydd: see how well I do at that
cease: by llan
cease: keep on llaning
Principalpoop: don't like fridays?
Dexter Fong: Night llan, prepare to cow another day
Bunnyboy: My name's Adolph...like the meat tenderizer!
Principalpoop: go to applebys instead
llanwydd: lol
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
llanwydd: good night all
ConstitutionalTweeny thinks cease is a regular sort of guy
LaBrea Man: I am going to watch the hot lumps, cold and lonely, spinning through the black holes of space
Dexter Fong: Is Adolph actually a truncation of "a dolphin"?
Principalpoop: mmm hot lumps hehe
cease: cow is also the verb for, to buy, so llan could buy another day
cease: keep em spining, l-man
H. Stones: dont forget to look out for the new comet in the sky close to Saturn
LaBrea Man: in what language
ConstitutionalTweeny watches the hot rats
Bunnyboy thinks ConstitutionalTweeny thinks cease is a regular sort of guy
Dexter Fong: afkfwarf
LaBrea Man: Igobye
cease: nihongo
H. Stones: ah Hypnotoad
Principalpoop: toad away, almost
cease: no bergman, 20% of the population of tokyo isnt homosexual
Bunnyboy: Animals as Verbs.
LaBrea Man: Nihongo?
Bunnyboy: Badger.
Bunnyboy: Cow.
Bunnyboy: Duck!
LaBrea Man: mutt
cease: so bun, did the list get appropriately posted, tagged, etc?
Bunnyboy: Goose.
Principalpoop: aardvark? no the job about average
cease: i think nihon is gone by now
LaBrea Man: shabby badger
Principalpoop: beaver
||||||||| At 10:40 PM, ConstitutionalTweeny rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bunnyboy: cat: The note, and it's attendant tags, appear to be in order.
LaBrea Man: shoe leather
||||||||| Catherwood escorts MarsupialTween into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:40 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: wb kangarootween
cease: good, bun
MarsupialTween: Don't want no leathers 'round here...
LaBrea Man: okay, wear grass
Bunnyboy: Poop! Tween could be a platypus!
LaBrea Man: or smoke some
LaBrea Man: not funny enough
LaBrea Man: smoke some more
Principalpoop: ever seen a platypus? god smoked the good stuff
MarsupialTween: Funny Robin Williams bit - god was stoned when he made the platypus
cease: i wonder if our young blind friend has heard this
Principalpoop: exactly
Bunnyboy: Monkey around, chicken out.
LaBrea Man: I see you are a sailor
MarsupialTween: OK, it's a mammal, but it lays eggs...
cease: dave's not here
H. Stones: and its very poisonous too
Principalpoop: new in town?
cease: one of my fave firesign lines, l-man
Bunnyboy: Ain't nature grand?
MarsupialTween: OK, OK... hehe, and I'll give it a big duck beak
cease: yes and no, bun
Principalpoop: octopus have beaks too
MarsupialTween: Funny bit
MarsupialTween: New in town, sail her?
Dexter Fong: many funny bits
LaBrea Man: Why does the porridge bird lay his eggs in the air?
cease: his egg?
MarsupialTween: Now there's the question which hasn't been answered
Principalpoop: that does not compute
LaBrea Man: Octopus has beak, does make a parrot?
Principalpoop: his eggs? her eggs right?
MarsupialTween: Them?
Dexter Fong: and took away his nest in a big yellow taxi
Principalpoop: pair a what?
LaBrea Man: Num
MarsupialTween: Who _is_ us, anyway?
Dexter Fong: Why not *It's eggs*?
Bunnyboy: Oh, that's the old "duh" logic! Like...
cease: if a male bird is laying an egg, it's not an answerable question. it's a koan
LaBrea Man: Yoouns and weeeuns
Principalpoop: it is all eggs
MarsupialTween: That's a great joke...
Bunnyboy: If a rooster sits on the roof, which way does the egg fall?
Dexter Fong: A jewish bird
Bunnyboy: Roosters don't lay eggs!
MarsupialTween: Leggo My Eggo
LaBrea Man: We are the people your mother warned you about
Principalpoop: before we had loans, we only had koans, whatever happened to joan?
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Down
MarsupialTween: Love your nails...
Bunnyboy: koan, not cloaeca.
LaBrea Man: Us are the people she wanted us to be
Dexter Fong: after that it was moans
Bunnyboy: Or Doan's Little Liver Pills!
MarsupialTween: Open to the public
Dexter Fong: Them are the people that ain't ussems
Principalpoop: eggs don't fall, they drop, like the soup
cease: proc talked about it somewhere. a kind of ecology statement, that the trees were all gone so the porridge bird no longer had next possbililties but stressed the "his" bird part of the quesiton. i remember john scialli having an interesting ref for it, some ancient civiliazation's myth
LaBrea Man: And that turned into Phones which put us on the track to the future
Bunnyboy: Those are those "sepia-tone" ads of yesteryear, like Geritol.
MarsupialTween: I don't doubt it, cease
Dexter Fong: Cat: YOu mean the Hermephrowing?
cease: where are the snowed in's of yesteryear?
MarsupialTween: Once there was this Big Turtle
cease: dont remember, dex
LaBrea Man: and the turtle was along
Principalpoop: it is turtles all the way down
LaBrea Man: and Behold, he lay down on his mother
LaBrea Man: Who bore him an oak tree, which grew all day, then fell over
H. Stones: like a bridge
LaBrea Man: Okay, I suffer from Typescheiden
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 10:49 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: His neighbor, another turtle sued him for damages and maintaining a nuissence
MarsupialTween: To nobody
Principalpoop: hi ahhh, clem
H. Stones: welcome clem
MarsupialTween: Hey clem :)
ah,clem: ood night everyone
cease: it's ah
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:49 PM, dragging Bambi by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Bunnyboy: I'm gonna go work on this...Proustian thing. Happy happy!
Principalpoop: bravo for getting it up and going, thanks so much
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: ood night yourself
LaBrea Man: Mr Ah clem, welcome to the hospitality shelter
Dexter Fong: High clem, heroic efforts dear friend
Principalpoop: oops, night night and thanks again, good luck
ah,clem: connection not doing well, hope you caould hear the show
MarsupialTween: Don't fire!
Bambi: just wanted to pop in like Clem did to say good night and hope it all came out OK
Principalpoop: getting worse now, comes and goes
cease: we can barely flint
Bunnyboy: nite Bambi and ahclem!
ah,clem: see ya next time
MarsupialTween: Was amazingly good, clem
||||||||| ah,clem departs at 10:50 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bambi: well we are trying to load the page now lol
LaBrea Man: there they go again
Principalpoop: it was certainly listenable, thank you !!!
H. Stones: thanks again clem
cease: thanks for your might efforts, ah and bambi
||||||||| At 10:51 PM, Bunnyboy rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bambi: on a bad connection, nothing else can be done
Principalpoop: toad away
LaBrea Man: and avoid the clap
cease: bye bun
Bambi: kewl
Dexter Fong: I had a bad connection once, he shorted me on weight and was never on time
Principalpoop: you did fantastic, we did listen, thanks :)
Principalpoop: was he french?
MarsupialTween: Their idea of a bad connection is the string between the two cans isn't tight enough
Dexter Fong: Doper time that is...give or take a couple hours...or days
LaBrea Man: I kept getting phony bills in change
Bambi smiles and says nytol
||||||||| At 10:52 PM, Bambi vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
MarsupialTween: do not misunderestimate Dendron ;)
Principalpoop: depends on what you are trying to score fong hehe
Dexter Fong: Night bambi
cease: i'd rarther have a bad connection than a bad connecticut
MarsupialTween: and please do give a couple of bucks for the new feed, ok guyz?
Principalpoop: or a bad kennybuckport
LaBrea Man: Into the void. Had a good time. I shall return. Maybe next week.
Dexter Fong: Poop I tried that hehe, too downerlike...I preferred the greco guffaw
cease: good idea, tween
Principalpoop: ciao labrea man
MarsupialTween: You Connect I Cut?
Dexter Fong: Night LB
||||||||| LaBrea Man leaves at 10:53 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..."
Principalpoop: who is that masked labrea man?
MarsupialTween: Been fun, folks :-) Happy & healthy to everyone
Principalpoop: certainly knows a lot of FS references
Dexter Fong: He works for the city
Principalpoop: thanks again tween, courage
Dexter Fong: Night Tween
Principalpoop: what city?
cease: same to you, tween
Principalpoop: LA
Principalpoop: where they found new stuff?
H. Stones: i thought it was dogtown
cease: where only the dogs can take it
Principalpoop: that is where the action is, dogtown
Dexter Fong: La Brea was in sanantonio acoording to Nino
H. Stones: i can confirm that, Fong
Principalpoop: ahhhh interesting
Dexter Fong: They problably have carpits there too
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn in through the front door at 10:56 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
H. Stones: yes , pits full of old cars
Dexter Fong: High Merlyn
H. Stones: Hi Merl
Merlyn: hey
cease: hi merl
Principalpoop: good evening mister m
Dexter Fong: I once found carpet in the carpit
cease: there are worse places, dex
Dexter Fong: you bet!!!
Dexter Fong: Where?
Principalpoop: if you had a rug on that floor cat, you would have had carpet tunnel syndrome
cease: i forgot to mention austin's blog when more folks were here. just read it
Dexter Fong: geeze Poop =))
Merlyn: austin sent out a message about it to the mailing list
Merlyn: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/updates/00311.html
Merlyn: which reminds me, I haven't read it yet
cease: he's not heavy, he's my tonnel
Principalpoop: gosh he has gotten gray
Dexter Fong: he's my sandhog
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MarsupialTween - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: The Gray Sandhog tunneling in way through crime
H. Stones: well folks i better go and check on Honey before i disappear
Principalpoop: in through the out door
cease: tunnel under the city, best radio play i ever heard. x minus one, 56 i think
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: ok stones,
cease: all our best to her
Principalpoop: give her the best stones, and take what is left over for yourself...
Dexter Fong: Xminus one, interesting that it came in a the very tale end of radio dramas and shows etc
H. Stones: thanks Cease, she says hello and she might be moving to Taos soon, a month or two that is
Principalpoop: ahh thanks
Dexter Fong: Night STONES AND TELL honey High
H. Stones: i told her to stay High
Dexter Fong: but not , I hope, dry
cease: always a good idea
Principalpoop: she should visit that crazy town there
H. Stones: she is tired of living the lonely life in Stamp Toilet NM
cease: what is new mexico, a mile above ground anyway?
cease: dry?
H. Stones: she us around 10,000 feet i think
Dexter Fong: Visit NEw Mexico, the anti-gra state?
Dexter Fong: anti-grav
cease: 2 miles
Dexter Fong: yup
Principalpoop: feet are in socks and shoes and boots, not miles
Merlyn: http://www.firesigntheatre.com/bvhtml/img/weatheredge.jpg
Dexter Fong: Oh put a toe in it poop
H. Stones: sock it to me poop
cease: milipedes have their own state?
Dexter Fong: centipedes have their own county
Principalpoop: cool
Merlyn: down with pedes
Dexter Fong: unipeds cannot however play the role of Tarzan on stage
Merlyn: unipeds are preferred over the legless
Principalpoop: tripedes yet?
H. Stones: i am surprised that unipeds can move fast enough to be a threat to children
Dexter Fong: they've got a leg up so to speak
Merlyn: or sharon gless
Dexter Fong: unipeds are a threat to sharon glass, wow
Principalpoop: sharon tat tate
Merlyn: I'm waiting for the other uniped shoe to drop
Dexter Fong: He's/it's targeting the hollywood hasbeens
Principalpoop: shoes for industry
Dexter Fong: Tony Curtis could be next
cease: steven wright, your unicorn is waiting
H. Stones: shoes for the dead
Principalpoop: for industry!
Dexter Fong: I used to play the eunach horn
H. Stones: i am surprised you had the balls, Fong
cease: Yuni cracked horn, and I dont care
Principalpoop: he was such a good driver because he mocked shoes...
Dexter Fong: That's the problem, Stones...I didn't and he did...you can imagine the embarrasment
H. Stones: yes, but i try not to
Dexter Fong: It's too late Stones, it will be with you forever
Dexter Fong: Like white on a mushroom
Principalpoop: ok ok the answer was shumacher...
H. Stones: as we said earlier, alzheimers is a blessing
H. Stones: what was that about shite on a mushroom
Principalpoop: Yuri cracked the sky
cease: whiteman, i saw you standing alone
Principalpoop: no, willie goes round in circles
Dexter Fong: Whatta guy
cease: without a moon of your own
Merlyn: willie stupid, the plastic brake tester
Principalpoop: wait, what happened to my moon? it was there the last time i looked...
Dexter Fong: I gotta park now, see anyone who's left later
Merlyn: ok dex
cease: ok dex
H. Stones: its been eclipsed, Poop
Principalpoop: by my stomach, oh yes
H. Stones: ok Dex, i have to go now, so see you next week, stay safe and have fun
Principalpoop: hail rita fong!
Principalpoop: if i fall out, have a super week fongster
Merlyn: I may have to move my car if the driveway gets plowed
cease: you too stones
H. Stones: we down we gone we bye bye
cease: off we fly then
Principalpoop: ciao your highness
Principalpoop: a lot of snow M?
H. Stones: arise Sir Poop
Principalpoop: thanks, killing my knees
H. Stones: see if this works over your side, its new http://www.spotify.com/en/
cease: all the best to all
Merlyn: not as much as predicted, was 6 inches, got about half I think
||||||||| Around 11:15 PM, cease walks off into the sunset...
H. Stones: arivaderci
Principalpoop: oops night night cat
||||||||| H. Stones is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:15 PM.
Principalpoop: ahh ok, nice
Principalpoop: unless it ices on the roads...
Principalpoop: it was funny, washington dc had some flurries, and schools closed
Principalpoop: obama was explaining chicago schools rarely if ever closed for snow
Principalpoop: you folks are the same way I think
Merlyn: yeah, it depends how much snow removal support you got
Principalpoop: washington has plenty
Merlyn: I think I heard the snowplow a few minutes ago
Principalpoop: but until the roads are cleared, they don't know how to drive in it at all
Principalpoop: do what you have to do...
Principalpoop: you got busy, i should do the dishes, thanks again, super week M and Fong...
||||||||| 11:21 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Merlyn: ok, back in a few min
Merlyn: I'm back but noone else is...
||||||||| "Hey Merlyn!" ... Merlyn turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:31 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Principalpoop close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 12:30 AM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule.
||||||||| Around 12:32 AM, Principalpoop walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| 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:
Bailed_Out + Firebroiled
Dexter Fong
H. Stones
LaBrea Man
wake (the flake)
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Rogue's Gallery:

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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"