A Firesign Chat


Special appearance by
Firesign Theatre

||||||||| 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 April 23, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 5:19 AM, dragging Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: 111th CONGRESS 1st Session H. CON. RES. 101
Providing for the acceptance of a statue of Ronald Wilson Reagan from the people of California for placement in the United States Capitol.
Latest Major Action: 4/22/2009 Passed/agreed to in House. Status: On motion to suspend the rules and agree to the resolution Agreed to by voice vote.
Providing for the acceptance of a statue of Ronald Wilson Reagan from the people of California for placement in the United States Capitol.
Resolved by the House of Representatives (the Senate concurring),
(a) In General- The statue of Ronald Wilson Reagan furnished by the people of California for placement in the United States Capitol in accordance with section 1814 of the Revised Statutes of the United States (2 U.S.C. 2131), is accepted in the name of the United States, and the thanks of the Congress are tendered to the people of California for providing this commemoration of one of California's most eminent persons.
(b) Presentation Ceremony- The State of California is authorized to use the rotunda of the Capitol on June 3, 2009, for a presentation ceremony for the statue accepted under this section. The Architect of the Capitol and the Capitol Police Board shall take such action as may be necessary with respect to physical preparations and security for the ceremony.
(c) Display in Rotunda- The Architect of the Capitol shall provide for the display of the statue accepted under this section in the rotunda of the Capitol, in accordance with the procedures described in section 311(e) of the Legislative Branch Appropriations Act, 2001 (2 U.S.C. 2132(e)).END

||||||||| Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee exits at 5:20 AM.
||||||||| Outside, the 5:22 AM uptown bus from Minnesota pulls away, leaving Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: Furnished by the people of California, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee and queries "Someone mention my name?"
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: Catherwood, what kind of furniture will he have there in the Rotunda?
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee and yells "My ears are burning..."
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: That's a beautiful mobile home.
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: Right now he's in the big Travel Queen just headin out on the highway.
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: I didn't know he raised clothes.
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: And a big silver crow.
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: Catherwood, have a nice blue moss.
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee and mumbles "oh, fuck off Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee!"
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: He's been MOSSED!!
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: Know where it comes from, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee and says "Do you have something for me to do?"
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: To do, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee: Start my party, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood starts Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee's party.
||||||||| Around 5:28 AM, Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Blue Pencil and Ranger Wayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:23 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Blue Pencil and Ranger Wayne:


Blue Pencil and Ranger Wayne: Stand up bees counted, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood stands up bees counted.
||||||||| Blue Pencil and Ranger Wayne leaves to catch the 6:26 AM train to Billville.
||||||||| Catherwood leads The_Dexticiser inside, makes a note of the time (7:01 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
The_Dexticiser: Well, we were covered with a molten scum of rocks,
bobbling on the surface like rats.
Later, when there was less heat,
these giant rock-groups settled down amoung the land masses.

During this extinct time,
our Earth was like a steam room,
and no one, not even Man, could get in.

However, the oceans and the sewers were simmering with a rich potein stew,
and the mountains moved in to surround and protect them.

They didn’t know then that living as we know it was already taken over . . .

The_Dexticiser: Attention!

This is Prince Arcturus!
Men of the Federation, whereever you are!
I am now in command!
It was useless to send Mark Time and his redheaded friend to spy on me!

They have been captured
and languish in caves of methane ice,
a thousand miles below my fortified palace!

You must surrender,
Men of the Federation!

I, Prince Arcturus, command it!

||||||||| "7:04 AM? I'm late!" exclaims The_Dexticiser, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies FromTheRight1 in through the front door at 10:32 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| It's 10:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| FromTheRight1 - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 8:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, a Dangerous show'
||||||||| ah,clem leaves at 8:06 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 enters with Mudhead close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:53 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule.
||||||||| Firesign Theatre strides in at 8:53 PM with Danny Vanilla badgering him for an interview; since he has no badgers, Catherwood forcibly accompanies Danny Vanilla out the door.
||||||||| Bambi bounds in at 8:54 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bambi: Wow, Firesign Theater is here :-)
Bambi: hello Dear Friends :-)
Mudhead: where should it be?
Firesign Theatre: hello worker speaking. uhclem here with brian at the golden west printing out the FINAL SCRIPT (yeah, sure) for tomorrow's premiere of FORWARD INTO THE PASSSSTTTTT
Bambi: yes, a good question, indeed Mudhead
Mudhead: hello worker
Bambi: hello worker
Firesign Theatre: BRB, needs more paper
Mudhead: where shoul it be?
Mudhead: I've got a pipe
Bambi: yes, always good to have enough paper
||||||||| "8:57 PM? 8:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits on the couch.
llanwydd: good evening
Bambi: hey llanwydd
Firesign Theatre: (me brian/merlyn and Phil Proctor printing out scripts)
Mudhead: hiya buddy
Mudhead: wo0t
Bambi: gee llanwydd gets he couch. I have to walk around with this obscene door knocker
Bambi: very kewl Merlyn :-)
llanwydd: I see the Firesign Theatre is here
llanwydd: is that all four of them?
Bambi: hey to Phl Proctor for us!!
Firesign Theatre: Phil says he's usually busy with some production or another on Thursday evenings
Bambi: how has it been for everyone this past week?
Bambi: Phil
Firesign Theatre: Just Phil Proctor here right now, up in the office area of the golden state theater
llanwydd: Cool!
Mudhead: wow, all the way across the plains
Bambi: Heard that. Just glad he's near by tonight where we can say Hi! And we are mighty happy he's nearby tonight
llanwydd: we met in new york city, phil
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Dexter Fong', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
llanwydd: april 2. 1981
Bambi: each member of the Firesign Theater is greatly appreciated
llanwydd: Hey Dex
Bambi: hey Dex
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 23, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Hiya Folks and Dear Friends
Firesign Theatre: dear friends. i have to go and rest for tomorrow's marathon, but it's nice to (re) connect...
Mudhead: I just want to say humboldtly Mr Proctor a muttered "Frank yu" for all the fine conciousness raising
Bambi: And it looks like Clem is gonna be able to do a show tonight! They "unstopped the pipes!"
llanwydd: thanks for stopping in Phil!
Dexter Fong: Great news Bambi
Bambi: Thanks Phil...there are many who will wish they had been here to reconnect along with us! They'll see the cheese log
Mudhead: ahh, a clog remover for the Interweb
Firesign Theatre: so long you onion-eater!
Bambi: really Dex, eggsellant ... what is it!
Dexter Fong: That's leak eat3er
Firesign Theatre: go take a leak you fool! ~ Rocky
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Folow the conversation, great news that CNI is unblocked =))
Dexter Fong: Know me by my Leak
Bambi: well, I don't know how long the 'pipes' (gotta love Alaskan Senater, eh?) will be unplugged, but we are very happy to be here!
Firesign Theatre: Not sure if any more can stop by tonight, they've just been through rewrites and rehearsals
Mudhead: when did you have asparagus?
Firesign Theatre: (brian here again, BTW)
Bambi: we thought so too Dex! :-)
Dexter Fong: When did I have corn?
Firesign Theatre: I'll log in again if I get any more
||||||||| Firesign Theatre leaves to catch the 9:04 PM train to Hellmouth.
Dexter Fong: Corn..or asparagus
Bambi: See ya Phil!
Mudhead: G'luck PP
llanwydd: I'm having better luck with this than last week
||||||||| "9:05 PM? 9:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "ah,clem should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ah,clem enters and sits at the bar.
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the stop by Phil
ah,clem: good evening
Dexter Fong: Yes! Yes it is
Bambi: hey Clem :-)
llanwydd: what did he mean by "rehearsals and rewrites"?
llanwydd: anybody know?
llanwydd: I got here after some of you
Dexter Fong: llan: A rehearsal is like a practice for a show, or a play or perhaps concert
Dexter Fong: rewrite is writing the same thing again only different
||||||||| Principalpoop tiptoes in around 9:07 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
llanwydd: Hi Princip
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and cease bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Bambi: well, this was the first thing said: Firesign Theatre: hello worker speaking. uhclem here with brian at the golden west printing out the FINAL SCRIPT (yeah, sure) for tomorrow's premiere of FORWARD INTO THE PASSSSTTTTT
Dexter Fong: Last year's incident? Boy what a sorehead!!
Bambi: hey PrinceP
Mudhead: hai PP and all
Principalpoop: hello, i think
Mudhead: Phil was just here
llanwydd: oh, yes. the monterey show
cease: hi all
Bambi: later: Firesign Theatre: (me brian/merlyn and Phil Proctor printing out scripts)
Principalpoop: i saw red
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
llanwydd: good evening, mr ishikawa
cease: hey this is firesign
Principalpoop: there is cat
Mudhead: i see all the colors actually
cease: sounds like digital diner
Bambi: yep, you sure did see red, PrinceP :-)
Bambi: hey Cat
Dexter Fong: Think so too Cat
Principalpoop: politically incorrect that mud
llanwydd: yes, you need to be color blind
Mudhead: how did the gays get to use the rainbow as their colors,seems greedy
Dexter Fong: and tone deaf
Principalpoop: yes, i heard ahh, clems voice before i came in
llanwydd: lol
Mudhead: couldnt they pick one?
Dexter Fong: Mud: They bought the rights from Judy Garland
Bambi: yes, many people are color blind ... physically and we need to be 'mentally' color blind for sure
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'H. Stones', just granted probation at 9:11 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
H. Stones: Gruntings
Dexter Fong: Evening Stones,,,pull up a gasogene
Bambi: hey Stones
ah,clem: good evening Mr. Stones
Principalpoop: or the nigras and gooks and indian joes get upset
Mudhead: Funny you say that Dex, dreamnt about her inna dream today
llanwydd: top of the evening, stones
H. Stones: special hellow to ah clem, hope you are back in rude good health
Principalpoop: good evening your highness
llanwydd: or 1:12 for you
Bambi: Happy Earth Day After
ah,clem: ruddy rude?
H. Stones: and to you Bambi
Principalpoop: milanos
llanwydd: LOL Bambi!
Principalpoop: rudely rude, green
Bambi smiles
Mudhead: Remember, it’s not, ‘How high are you?’ it’s ‘Hi, how are you?’
H. Stones: i had to warn Tween that hugging trees was ok but fondling saplings and downloading pics of young trees without any leaves on could lead to FBI activity
ah,clem: ping times good so far, we may make it tonight, knock on wood
Principalpoop: i missed the earths birthday, how old is she now, 6000 and what?
Dexter Fong: knock knock knock
Bambi: good point Stones. Have to be responsible Tree Hugger
ah,clem: How high are you?, Mud?
H. Stones: opinions on that topic vary, Poop
Principalpoop: hey mister, leave that wood alone
H. Stones: axe me another
Principalpoop: oops teacher
llanwydd: I can remember the first earth day
Mudhead: I celebrated by lighting candles, i think mot of Rhode Island an Eastern CT is burnin right now
llanwydd: 1970
H. Stones: that was back when llan was just a seed
Dexter Fong: seedling
Principalpoop: i wonder what happened to my clogs...
llanwydd: I was in 4th grade
Bambi: that doesn't sound very good Mudhead ... hope that's burning candles
ah,clem: a sprout in Indianna?
H. Stones: i have just put a piece in my blog about how white roofs can reduce AC costs and save the polar bears
Mudhead: let me see if I get this, whe are listning to ta ancing on radio?
Dexter Fong: We're gonna put polar bears on our roofs?
H. Stones: www.justaswethought.blogspot.com
Principalpoop: tap dancing on the radio
H. Stones: is the radio being tapped, PP ?
Principalpoop: always, now
Mudhead: i brb
ah,clem: seems so, Stones
Bambi: ok
llanwydd: testing
Principalpoop: i did not see you type testing llan
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: one three two
cease: am i here yet?
llanwydd: I have trouble if I have only one send block
Dexter Fong: you're still, not?
H. Stones: depends what you mean by Here, cease
Principalpoop: 2 places except you are not anywhere at all cat
llanwydd: when I have two I can use the second one and nothing goes wrong
Principalpoop: show off, throw a towel over the second one llan
H. Stones: surely a handkerchief will do ?
Dexter Fong: a petite doily?
Principalpoop: ah choo
llanwydd: we are supposed to have a beautiful saturday over my way. I'm trying to think of a way to spend the whole day outdoors
H. Stones: gezundheit
Dexter Fong: llan: Cut someone's lawn
llanwydd: around 80 degrees
Principalpoop: lose the keys to your house
H. Stones: God has ordained that weekends will always be rainy here to annoy the english
llanwydd: that's one way of doing it
llanwydd: I could cut my own lawn in half an hour but my landlord insists on doing it
llanwydd: and that guy is 90 years old
Dexter Fong: Something suspicious there LLan
llanwydd: understandably he uses a tractor
Principalpoop: come cut mine, with this rain, growing like weeds
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:22 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: hi E
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Elayne: Forsooth, and good even', my fine friends!
Bambi: Hi Elayne!!
Elayne: It's Talk Like Shakespeare day! But that's all I've got...
Principalpoop: how is sooth doing? saying anything?
llanwydd: oh, you're the guy in virginia, arent you princip?
llanwydd: or are you the one in FL
cease: sometimes my typing shows up here and sometimes not
Principalpoop: virginia
cease: ah, now it is
cease: hi el
Principalpoop: wb cat
llanwydd: ah, right
cease: see proc was here. will wonders enver cease?
llanwydd: anywhere near cascade?
Elayne: Hey Jimmy, I'd like to recommend you play Anythynge You Want To this evening...
H. Stones: hi Elayne
Bambi: we actually have decent bandwidth tonight :-)
llanwydd: I have relatives in danville and cascade
Elayne: Yay, Fran, great news!
cease: good for you, bambi
H. Stones: i bought a small short wave receiver just in case
ah,clem: already have some nick danger cued, E,
Principalpoop: i think not, never heard of cascade, i thought it was a mountain in the rockies out west
Elayne: It's the 445th anniversary of Willie the Shakes' birth.
Elayne: Dang, Jimmy. :( Ah well...
llanwydd: cascade is a very small town near danville
ah,clem: why anythangue?
Principalpoop: north of danville, roanoke
Bambi: very thankful for that. hope it lasts.
Elayne: Uh, 'cause of the Shakespeare birth anniversary thing? :)
llanwydd: aha
Principalpoop: verily verily
ah,clem: oh, ok
cease: did you get my reply to your linked in thing, el?
Elayne: http://www.talklikeshakespeare.org
H. Stones: Elayne, i wonder what, WS would think of the English language now ?
Elayne: Some good videos: http://www.talklikeshakespeare.org/main.taf?p=0,10
Elayne: Stones, he'd probably understand much of it, and be flattered by how many of his made-up words we use.
cease: i think he would be a rapper, to end the genre
Elayne: Not yet, Cat, I'll check tomorrow at work. LinkedIn is the only way I can socialize with the outside world when I'm in the orifice.
llanwydd: therefore, ten syllables to every line?
Dexter Fong: Stones: Perhaps something like :Speak the speech as I have given it to you, nor do not saw the air overmuch,,,etc
Elayne: Lili wrote back to me today. She's in San Fran.
H. Stones: (tries to imagine Shakespeare having a night in with a couple of cans, a pizza and a DVD
Elayne: Nope Stones, they never come up into yon hills.
cease: did everyone here the firesign interviews today on the santa cruz station?
H. Stones: they do now Elayne if your caught fondling saplings on Earth Day
cease: oh i see, i knew nothing of it bas was asked to join by bit friend steph
cease: its hard to think of be actually being "at work"
Elayne: Not for me, Cat. I love my job, though!
llanwydd: that was eleven syllables, elayne.
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 9:29 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
H. Stones: its becoming increasingly common, Cease
Principalpoop: watch your language, ok cat
H. Stones: Hi Merlyn
Principalpoop: Hi M
Bambi: Hey Merlyn!
Merlyn: Hey just folks, Phil Austin says hi and sorry he hasn't been on much lately
cease: i trhought merl was fiesign
Principalpoop: hi Phil, thanks
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
Elayne: Cool, Brian, do wave to him from all of us!
llanwydd: I meant your previous one. that was nine
Merlyn: But all 4 or 5 have left until tomorrow, I'm going to meet Bergman and Taylor Jessen at a pizza place in about an hour and a half
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Please inform Phil he hasn't been on at all lately
Bambi says hey Phil! Got to say hi to two Phils tonight.
Elayne: Not counting syllables tonight, Llan. Don't have the brain for iambic pentameter at the moment.
llanwydd: and you last one was twelve but who knows...
cease: how are rehersals going, merl?
Merlyn: I think Warren Dewey is closing up soon too, so I'll be off for the night
llanwydd: you always beat me to the punch elayne
ah,clem: ok, playlist redone; anythange it is
Merlyn: rehearsals are the usual constant rewriting until the original references are totally obscured
Principalpoop: have fun, break legs, verily sooth
Merlyn: see ya later
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:31 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Elayne: You, on the other hand, are quite iambic!
Bambi: see ya later Merlyn!
llanwydd: that was eleven
Elayne: Or at least pentameter'ish...
H. Stones: I think therefore iambic
llanwydd: but who's counting
Dexter Fong: I am BIC, inventor of the Ball...point...ballpoint
H. Stones: i thought you will William Penn, Fong
Bambi: Number Nine .... Number Nine
H. Stones: I am number six
Dexter Fong: I will Will Penn if you will pensyl him in
H. Stones: You are under arrest fo that one Fong
Elayne: Cat, I just went on LinkedIn, there's no response there from you.
Dexter Fong: fo that? how about fo dis?
Bambi: lol Stones
H. Stones: be careful, there may be English speakers listening
cease: is phone supposed to go off or what, el?
cease: i wopulndt know if i were on or not
Dexter Fong: Stones: LIke harbeths and Quads?
H. Stones: Wharfedales are good too, Fong
Dexter Fong: I used to breed Wharfdales
H. Stones: mine are mongrel crossovers, Dex
H. Stones: but here i must paws
Dexter Fong: I hear yyour tweeter
H. Stones: yes, i wont let it back in the house coz it pisses on the carpet
Dexter Fong: It must be leaking ferrofluid from the magentic gap
Elayne: Hang on...
Dexter Fong lloks around for something to hang on to
llanwydd: testing
Elayne: Cat, what phoe are you talking about? It's an email invite.
Dexter Fong: three one two
Elayne: Rob just told me Jay Leno has been hospitalized.
H. Stones: i was getting a lot of Chiwhauhau and flutter Dex, any suggestions ?
cease: my phone isnt in use, el
Elayne: Cat, LinkedIn isn't a phone thing, it's an online social network.
llanwydd: I saw that on Yahoo news. no report on his condition or what the illness is
H. Stones: is it for a phonectomy, Elayne ?
Dexter Fong: Stones: Tighten the drivers, move everything at least three feet from any wall, and sit in the middle of your room
H. Stones: Walls ? Luxury !
cease: yes i assumed as much, el. i see nothing in my mail.
llanwydd: the report said they are doing a rerun tonight. Prince is on it. I wouldn't care
Dexter Fong: Poop is on Leno tonight?
cease: how are things in the uk, stones?
cease: living in caves?
H. Stones: deep gloom cease, no money till 2032 and thats official and optimistic
cease: all your oil gone?
llanwydd: no, not him. the artist formerly known by a pretentious icon
H. Stones: we still havea few greazy rags, cease
Bambi waves to Clem! :-)
Elayne: Llan, we used to call him the Glyph.
Dexter Fong: Hey no fraternizing back there!!
cease: we got oceans of grease. our oil sands will be oozing out for decades, and desttuoyig the envirionmemnt
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: my ears are burning
H. Stones: luxury, cease
Elayne: Need to rest. Back later.
||||||||| At 9:44 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Elayne!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please piss on Principalpoop's ears
||||||||| Catherwood pisses on principalpoop's ears.
Principalpoop: thanks fong
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 9:44 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Well done Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and queries "Would you like something?"
Principalpoop: and especially thank you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Principalpoop and asks "Did you want something?"
Dexter Fong: Somethng solid, maybe some coffee
Bambi: Drat ... hope Elayne is still listening ... Clem's playing what she wanted to hear LOL
llanwydd: where does mudhead go when he's toad away?
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour me a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood brings Bambi a toasted almond.
Principalpoop: hehe ah, clem has something special for E hehe
H. Stones: Hey clem, how a bout a bit of Give us a Break ?
llanwydd: catherwood, pour me a gilded lily
||||||||| Catherwood gives llanwydd a gilded lily.
cease: toad road?
ah,clem: what is this? requset week?
H. Stones: yes it is clem
ah,clem: lol
Bambi: LOL ... could be Clem
Dexter Fong: Play some ELO, clem
Principalpoop: i request a request week this week
ah,clem: don't push it
H. Stones: and can you get me a choc ice please clem ?
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Clem if I don't push it, it won't fall over
ah,clem: catherwood, please get Mr. Stones some chocolate ice cream
||||||||| Catherwood gets mr stones some chocolate ice cream.
H. Stones: ooh, thanks for that Catherwood, give clem my thanks please
||||||||| Catherwood gets clem my thanks.
H. Stones: Doh
Principalpoop: where is my dulcimer?
ah,clem: robots rules of order
H. Stones: its being sharpened, Poop
Principalpoop: not sharp yet?
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's in the back yard tangled up with a Bassett Horn
llanwydd: you know what I just realized. I button won't fall over no matter how hard you push it
Principalpoop: excuse my mandolin wind, phew
llanwydd: llanwydd's deviant to fudd's law
llanwydd: if you push a button hard enough it will get stuck
H. Stones: whats, better, a violin or a cello ??
Dexter Fong: If you put a button on a table and push it long enough, it WILL fall over...the edge
Principalpoop: what are you trying to do with it stones?
H. Stones: that would be telling, Poop
Dexter Fong: Well, you get to sit down when you play the cello
H. Stones: wrong answer, Fong, correct one is a Violin, it burns faster
Principalpoop: the chello then, it rhymes with jello and i like jello, what rhymes with violin?
H. Stones: original sin Poop
llanwydd: "island"
Dexter Fong: Hah! Well struck STONES
Principalpoop: blimey
Dexter Fong: That can be arranged
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, hand me that sharpened dulcimer
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dexter Fong that sharpened dulcimer.
cease: this is a good version of the material
Principalpoop: wait, that is mine
H. Stones: well its not as sharp as i would prefer but not as dul as before
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes..they gave this one the full treatment
Dexter Fong: Almond Dul?
cease: was this npr money?
H. Stones: including an undercoat, Fong ?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Could well be
Principalpoop: i think i heard a fife
cease: good to see your taxes doing good deeds
Dexter Fong: Stones: Undercoat, rust-resistance, scratchfree gloss coat
||||||||| 9:56 PM: RalphSpoilsport jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Principalpoop: ralpf
||||||||| "9:57 PM? 9:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bunnyboy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bunnyboy enters and sits on the couch.
Bunnyboy: Hiya, friends!
Dexter Fong: Hey SPORT
Principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
H. Stones: Hi Ralph
Dexter Fong: lo dere
RalphSpoilsport: hi
RalphSpoilsport: hey everyone
Bunnyboy: Is Ralph an aProcsimation?
cease: http://www.thedramahour.com/
Principalpoop: a hallbalution
cease: go there for radio interviews today witrh the lads from a santa cruz station
Dexter Fong: In clever word pun, Bunny doth tax our very brains?
cease: it realy sounds like this is more a beginnig than an end for them
cease: hi bun
llanwydd: don't think I've seen ralph here before
RalphSpoilsport: im new
Bunnyboy: I have it on veiled authority that Ralph is a new visitor.
llanwydd: great to have you
cease: greetings, ralph.
RalphSpoilsport: thank you:)
Dexter Fong: I thought you looked nice and shiny, Ralph
H. Stones: new visitors are always welcome
Principalpoop: new used come on in and make yourself at home, wait, don't sit there
Bunnyboy: Greets, Ralph!
H. Stones: i can still smell the polycell
Bambi: hey Ralph
Principalpoop: move your hat stones, let him sit there
Bambi: hey Bunny
Dexter Fong: Poly cell, the last word in Auto smell
Bunnyboy: I couldn't stand on your head to give me a better deal.
Bunnyboy: I'm pronoun, and antecedent.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
H. Stones: i cannot, Poop, it was there to cover the damp patch you left
Principalpoop: ok ok, fong, move your feets out of the way
Dexter Fong: Stones: Hit him on the nose with a rolled up newspaper
H. Stones: what amaizing feets
Bunnyboy: So, again, everyone, this is Ralph.
Dexter Fong: and that was Bunnyboy
H. Stones: can Ralph receive CNI radio ?
RalphSpoilsport: i dont know
Principalpoop: hi, my name is ralphspoilsport and your not
Bunnyboy: Ralph, this is...a group. We couldn't fit everyone in.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, ask Ralph if he can get CNI radio
||||||||| Catherwood gets cni radio.
H. Stones: click the link at the top right of the page to listen to Firesign Theatre
Dexter Fong: No you you idiot
Principalpoop: we know you get it catherwood, ask ralph if he gets it
||||||||| Catherwood gets it ask ralph if he gets it.
Bunnyboy: Ah, yes. Do you have a streaming media plugin, Ralph? If so, right-click on that CNI Radio link, at the top of the page.
RalphSpoilsport: got it
H. Stones: i think the altzheimers is accellerating, Poop
Principalpoop: by george he got it, george tirebiter
Bunnyboy: A left click will get you the feed, but will most likely freeze your chat.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood,: No get this, even if you get it, ralph may not get it, get it?
||||||||| Catherwood gets it.
H. Stones: WD Ralph
Principalpoop: see, he got it
RalphSpoilsport: woo
RalphSpoilsport: can I ask, whats this?
llanwydd: well, I've got to be going. say hello to the firesign theatre for me
Principalpoop: nick danger is later, this is not nick danger
ah,clem: anythange you want to
Dexter Fong: Ralph you can ask Anythinge you wante
Bunnyboy: One of the Shakespearean parodies.
RalphSpoilsport: whats CNI?
ah,clem: tks Bun, you yype faster than I
RalphSpoilsport: (cowers)
Principalpoop: have a super week llan
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
Dexter Fong: Get up early and stay outside all day llan
H. Stones: its streaming radio Ralph
Principalpoop: today is shakespheres 445 birthday or something like that
Bunnyboy: brb. Spouse in the house.
RalphSpoilsport: FS radio
H. Stones: yes
Principalpoop: best to your best bunny
Dexter Fong: afkfr
H. Stones: ok Bunny
cease: by ;llan
Bambi: CNI = Computer News and Information http://www.cniradio.com
Principalpoop: bring back enough for everyone fong
H. Stones: i will be back in a while
H. Stones: afk
ah,clem: also at the top of the page, clickable link
Bambi: Thursday evenings, CNI Radio plays "a few minutes with Firesign Theater" to accompany the Firesign Theater chat :-)
ah,clem: (when we can)
RalphSpoilsport: what time
RalphSpoilsport: ?
ah,clem: about 9 eastern
Bambi: On Saturdays evenings, from 7-10PM ET we also do a live show called JimmyLee and Bambi Show
cease: turkey roe. sounds like goons
Bambi: with a warmup from 6:30-7pm of Independent Artist music
RalphSpoilsport: nice
RalphSpoilsport: thanks for having me
Bambi: happy to see ya
Dexter Fong: Ralph you're from New Jersey, right?
Principalpoop: it is nice to be had
ah,clem: are you listening now Ralpf?
RalphSpoilsport: yes
Dexter Fong: It's got to be had to be good
Bambi: it's a dialup friendly stream so even those stuck on dialup can listen
RalphSpoilsport: yesh I am
RalphSpoilsport: how did you know?
ah,clem: o'tay
Dexter Fong: What exit? =))
Principalpoop: nino knows all
Bambi: 82>
Bambi: 83?
RalphSpoilsport: ahh
RalphSpoilsport: i didnt see nino
RalphSpoilsport: interesting
Principalpoop: wider please
Dexter Fong: Down in the bottom of screen, Nino tracks all chatters..then passes info on to Natural Security Agency
ah,clem: lol Dex
RalphSpoilsport: yikes
ah,clem: Natural Security Agency
RalphSpoilsport: bettr get going
RalphSpoilsport: ;)
Principalpoop: no name-calling please
Principalpoop: those yikes get upset, you know they are all the same...
Dexter Fong: Come back soon and stay longer ralph
Bambi: always wanted to go to Mesa, AZ
Principalpoop: do you like photos ralph, wink wink, nod nod?
cease: yes, we're here every thursday
ah,clem: sorta like the natural guard? (they'er gonna surround us)
RalphSpoilsport: what are you implying sir?
cease: newcomers welcome
Principalpoop: a wink is as good as nod to a blind bat
Bambi: great to see ya Ralph...hope to see ya gain
Dexter Fong: Clem that surrounding action is code named Full Monty
ah,clem: is she a goer? eh? eh?
Principalpoop: oops that is python, not firesign
RalphSpoilsport: yeah get your sketch groups right poop
cease: poop foth poop in woods?
Principalpoop: we are not strict around here, stop that fong, i told you to stop that
Principalpoop: its in the water
Dexter Fong: A snkehead
Principalpoop: i never foth anymore, not since the trial cease
RalphSpoilsport: i must depart now
cease: listening to this seems to re-order my brain.
ah,clem: see ya Ralph
cease: as to what is understanable
Principalpoop: ciao ralph, et bienvenue, velkommen,
Dexter Fong: Night Ralph
RalphSpoilsport: gracias
RalphSpoilsport: nighto
Bambi: come on in....
cease: come agian, ralph
Principalpoop: are your from jersey? i'm from jersey, are you from jersey?
Dexter Fong: me? from jersey? what exit?
Principalpoop: SNL from I have no idea when...
Bambi: for a while many moons ago I was off an exit
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Thank god you were thrown clear
Principalpoop: forsooth, an exit by another name is on the inside lane
Bambi: LOL
Dexter Fong: Bah! Exeunt LEfT
Dexter Fong: with Dulcimers strumming
Principalpoop: left? socialist!
||||||||| It's 10:20 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...
Principalpoop: measles, that is not too bad
Dexter Fong: The peoples Dulcimer and April 28th Long March
Principalpoop: the fiddler crabs got you last time bambi, we were shocked...
Dexter Fong: PoopL Yeah, you get icecream
Principalpoop: i had both kinds of measles, back before they had vaccines...
Dexter Fong: This is one of my favorite scenes in this work
Dexter Fong: I had Polish measles when I was young, then six weeks later, the German measle
cease: yes, this is deligfhtfuol, dex
Principalpoop: damn chamberlain
Dexter Fong: Aaand damn his thorn birds too
Principalpoop: when adolph invaded australia
Dexter Fong: The infamous Joey death camps of Kookaburra
Principalpoop: i had scarlet fever too, but i don't remember anything about that
Dexter Fong: Scarlet? I don't give a damn
Dexter Fong: frankly
Bunnyboy: Who am I, anyway?
Principalpoop: gone with the wind, phewww
Bunnyboy: Weeeeeldoggie!
Principalpoop: wb bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: We had a pair of Wharfdales here earlier, Bunny
Bunnyboy: I had a PC freeze, came back in, signed in as Bunnyboy, got the warning that I was "already taken"...and now, I'm back!
Dexter Fong: So in essence, you kinged yourself
cease: welcome back ,bun
Dexter Fong: Hail Bunny
Principalpoop: ahh, that Merlyn is a joker
Dexter Fong: Hos so Poop
cease: beikng able to bounce a real plus
Dexter Fong: How
Principalpoop: he gave bunnyboy the business fong, pay attention
Dexter Fong: Huh?
||||||||| Elayne sashays in at 10:28 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
ah,clem: all hail King Bunny
Bunnyboy: Do I have a "Kick Me" sign on my back?
Elayne: Okay, I'm back! Sorry, needed to do some stuff.
Dexter Fong: and Queen E!
cease: hye bun, finally got pprika, also tokyo godfathers and millenium acrerss
Principalpoop: wb E, anythynge you wante
cease: havnet put them on yet
Bunnyboy: Hiya El!
Dexter Fong: Elayne: They started the performance without you
Elayne: Still unable to concentrate on talking in iambic pentameter, however.
cease: welcome back, el
Elayne: But Rachel Maddow had a very funny Talk Like Shakespeare segment at the end of her show tonight.
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RalphSpoilsport - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: i only speak in pentic ambiators
Elayne: Wow, thanks Jimmy!
cease: i'll jear tje [art pf ot tjat os jer radio show tomorrow, el
Principalpoop: i am liking rachel better and better
Elayne just turned on CNI.
Bambi -) Glad you got back to hear some of it Elayne!
cease: i'll hear the part of that on her radio show...
Principalpoop: lucky cni, hehe
ah,clem: about time, your request is almost over now, E
cease: retyped
Dexter Fong: decoded'
cease: we should al be excited about tomorrow;'s show
cease: i sure am
Elayne: 'S fine, Jimmy, I can only take that album in small doses anyway. :)
cease: after listening to their interviews on the above linkl
Bunnyboy: "Studious Burbank". I just got it. Pyew!
Principalpoop: the tom thighman or whatever interview was cool
ah,clem: lol
Dexter Fong: Bunny: That's a wonderful bunch of puns in that scene
ah,clem: this album is full of word play of that sort
Dexter Fong: Indeed, and are they all not players?
Dexter Fong: Word to your mama
ah,clem: and so play they must
cease: the santa cruz station, i guess from today, it was posed this aft
Elayne: Yeah, all about taking over Hollywood Studios. That'll never get dated!
Bunnyboy: This one, and GIANT RAT, will entail hellacious editing sessions on WikiRococo.
Dexter Fong: They must play or their teeth grow through their brains
Elayne: They had no choice, Sir Duke of Wayne was no more...
cease: they are looking at this show as a warm up for new....something
ah,clem: a rented costume?
Principalpoop: started in the 60s and now in their 60s, yes a fine symmetry
Bunnyboy: No podcast tomorrow, I take it?
Dexter Fong: A zizzing tube?
H. Stones: back
Principalpoop: wb stones
Dexter Fong: side
cease: not legally, bun
Elayne: He's ready for his full close-up on Glory!
ah,clem: a zeppo tube?
Principalpoop: slippers, i like warm slippers
cease: they want to make some money on it first
H. Stones: ty
Dexter Fong: Clem: YOu can be fined for saying that
Elayne: It's a pretty cute album about Hollywood, but not as good as Dwarf. Of cousre, I'm a Shakespeare fan, so I liked it anyway.
Bunnyboy: Oh, it is near the end.
Bunnyboy: The haughtboys signal it.
Dexter Fong: E: There's still a ways to go, this is really a long one
Principalpoop: the zeppo tube bunny?
Dexter Fong: an hour, slightly longer?
Elayne: And even if it isn't, Dex, it seems that way!
Dexter Fong: HoBoys? Thank thee, but i swing not that way
Principalpoop: there is straight and bendy straight fong...
Bunnyboy: Naw, it's got about 4 or 5 minutes.
Elayne: Ah, my favorite line: "Diverginating hinderling!"
Dexter Fong: Throw a quilt over them poop
Elayne: I think Divirginating Hinderling is a wonderful Second Life avatar name.
Bunnyboy: The Lid gag kills.
Principalpoop: see you after the mothers of the lepers march
Dexter Fong: It's more like a drag, Poop
Principalpoop: as dead as vaudeville, huh? lol
Elayne: "...all the ales of this world..." heh
Elayne: Yeah, I think there's only about 4-5 minutes left.
Dexter Fong: Flat, Scruggs and Umpotable
Dexter Fong: Unpotable
cease: npr has tossed the lads a few bucks several times over the decades
Dexter Fong: and I've tossed NPR some buck over the decades
Principalpoop: they know quality when they see it
Elayne: Ah, wonderful. Thanks again, Jimmy!
Principalpoop: super to hear that voice again ahhh, clem
ah,clem ;)
Bunnyboy: Thanks, la clem.
Dexter Fong: wow clem's a talking and still a broadcasting
ah,clem: it's magic
cease: its odd that i could be played on npr but in my own country, our public radio station found my work "too radical"
H. Stones: Julius Ceaser
Bunnyboy: Julius Caesar.
Elayne: I thought everyone knew "Et tu Brute" was Shakespeare...
Dexter Fong: Julius sees her, and turns to Chico and says......?
Elayne: When in doubt, say EVERYthing is Shakespeare.
H. Stones: The unkindest cut of all
Bunnyboy: Oops. Side Two.
Elayne: Well, I have to go get some anchovies, for some odd reason, and then go to sleep.
Dexter Fong: EBERYthing *is* shakespeare
Elayne: Next week, all!
H. Stones: bye Ellayne
ah,clem: g/n E!
Principalpoop: pregnant???
||||||||| At 10:47 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Elayne!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: night E
Bunnyboy: nite Elayne!
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne, enjoy your sleep wid da fishes
cease: bte el
Bunnyboy: I better blaze and graze. Seeya!
||||||||| At 10:48 PM, Bunnyboy runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Principalpoop: an early bus, bye bunny
Dexter Fong: By Bunny
Dexter Fong: or by Hare
Dexter Fong: We'll soon
Dexter Fong: be there
H. Stones: or be square
Dexter Fong: Still stuck in the Hippie years eh Stones
||||||||| "10:49 PM? 10:49 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Whitebread should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Whitebread enters and sits on the divan.
H. Stones: far out man
Whitebread: Hey Bunnyboy?
Principalpoop: hi whitebread, can you dig it?
H. Stones: too much poop
Principalpoop: never too much poop
Whitebread: What is this about? This room?
Dexter Fong: Bunny just left
Whitebread: I like poop!
Dexter Fong: It's about this long
Principalpoop: this room? ahhh, i forget, fong? stones? a little help
Dexter Fong: and about this wide
ah,clem: and about this long
Principalpoop: about which we're talking
H. Stones: about
Dexter Fong: It's tightly related to The Firsign Yheatre
Dexter Fong: Theatre
Principalpoop: ahh you spilled the beans fong
ah,clem: go to the aviary, the answer is there
H. Stones: Firsign , Fong ?
Whitebread: Why are you all here? Just curious. Bunnyboy is a friend and I saw on Facebook that he was in here. Curious wassup?
Principalpoop: you can wait here in the sitting room
Dexter Fong: It's about Bonsai?
Whitebread: and what is Firsign tehrtre
Principalpoop: or you can sit here in the waiting room
Dexter Fong: Actrchually it Firesign
H. Stones: very Spruce Fong
Principalpoop: what is firesign theatre, you might as well ask who are the 4-5 guys
Dexter Fong: Stones: lol
Dexter Fong: Comedy group from the late 60's, radio and records
ah,clem: who are the 4 or5 crazy guys?
Principalpoop: like pink floyd, which one is pink? which one is firesign theatre?...
H. Stones: and if you click the link top right you can listent to some right now
ah,clem: phil, phil, phil, phil and jimmy
Principalpoop: don't make it too easy ahh, clem
Dexter Fong: Clem, well there's you, and poop, Sstones, me, and , I guess Whitebread
cease: and sometimes me
Dexter Fong: I was thinking that Cat
Principalpoop: take my place cat
ah,clem: I don't count, just one of the little guys...
Dexter Fong: No poop, Bread gets bumped cause we're still not sure about his level of craziness
Principalpoop: you always count ahh, clem, you are the man
H. Stones: lyou punch well above your weight Clem
Dexter Fong: Crazy man, Crazy!
Principalpoop: he is a friend of bunnyboy fong, what more do you need to know?
Dexter Fong: Just remember clem, when you step out of your class, step down
ah,clem: 12479..... um see what I mean?
Dexter Fong: No, how about 1,2,3,5,8?
Principalpoop: that number is forbidden ah, clem, what are you doing?
ah,clem: oops
Dexter Fong: My numbers represent the Fibanucci Straight, banned in all casino
ah,clem: 1 2 5 7 9 11? or a nice steak
Principalpoop: you have opened pam's dorm box now
ah,clem: 1 3 5 7 9 11?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Whitebread - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: And in that dorm box? the tattered dreams and hopes of Pam Jurgensen girl student
Principalpoop: poor whitebread, he will have trouble sleeping tonight...
ah,clem: Globner's disease... had a feeling about that guy
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: what kind of chatname is whitebread, yes, made me wonder too
Dexter Fong: This is prolbably the only place on earth with reported cases of Globner's Disease
H. Stones: what are the symptoms, Fong
Principalpoop: anal itch, oops maybe not
ah,clem: shortnees of pants and high stool?
Principalpoop: what causes that?
Dexter Fong: Systematic relocation, abrupt changes of identity, no close relationship...wait, that's the wihiteness protection program
Principalpoop: that is it ahh, clem
Dexter Fong: to hollywood
ah,clem: actually it isn't but it was on the same record, lol
Dexter Fong: what a jolly bouncy theme CNI has
Principalpoop: no AC like in the big buildings where your daddies work, so they run the furnace all summer
H. Stones: like farmers lung ?
Dexter Fong: No more subsidized Framers Lung
Dexter Fong: Farmes
Dexter Fong: sheesh
Dexter Fong: bbbbbbbbbbbbbbooooooooooooooo
Principalpoop: cough cough
ah,clem: we like to be taken as seriously as, well, the outer limits
Principalpoop: i wonder where ruth is, woof woof
H. Stones: we control the vertical hold
Principalpoop: can I control the horizontal? hehe
Dexter Fong: We control the horizontal bop
Principalpoop: ok ok, i will do the blur
Dexter Fong: Aarun Blur?
H. Stones: stop twiddling those knobs, Poop
Principalpoop: oops, if you push a knob, it does fall over
H. Stones: knobody does it better !
Dexter Fong: I'm somehow shaken *and* stirred
H. Stones: and on the rocks, fong
Principalpoop: iced
Dexter Fong: Ship aground, eh Stones
Dexter Fong: Women and children and old doctors first
H. Stones: i like the tiny parasol
Principalpoop: the titanic
H. Stones: it was unthinkable
Dexter Fong: she took the tiny parasol out of stones drink and put it behind her eyelid
Dexter Fong: It was sharper than a dulcimer
ah,clem: but there are no old doctors
H. Stones: unless you have insurance
Principalpoop: it varnished right behind her eyebrow
Dexter Fong: clem there are old doctors and bold doctors but no old bold doctors
H. Stones: nice finish, Poop
Dexter Fong: lol Stones
Principalpoop: i am polished
Dexter Fong: and stain resistant...as far as I can see
H. Stones: but you go against the grain, Poop
ah,clem: old doctors retire early
Principalpoop: a rip saw, don't know what though
Dexter Fong: You present a knotty pine er uh problem
Principalpoop: always naughty hehe
H. Stones: Rip Saw,, didnt he appear in a lot of B movies
ah,clem: he said naughty hehe
Dexter Fong: and his co-star Crosse Cuttu
Principalpoop: rip saw and his band
Dexter Fong: afk for a refill
H. Stones: from the Chain Store Fong
Principalpoop: the 40 cent bottle of wine
Principalpoop: armenian door knocker
Principalpoop: hahha haha haha
Principalpoop: this could be live, if we pretend
H. Stones: well folks i must away to phone Honey, thanks for the fun and special thanks to Clem
H. Stones: have a good week and stay safe
Principalpoop: give her my love, and give it to her hard hehe
ah,clem: our best to Honey, Stones
Principalpoop: and you to your highness...
ah,clem: see ya soon
H. Stones: ty clem, i will pas it on
H. Stones: TTFN
ah,clem: TT
Principalpoop: a beekeeper was a repeat, but the thought counts, thanks
Dexter Fong: Night Stones and best to Honey, her presence is missed
H. Stones: she may be back online soon, i will keep you posted
Dexter Fong: Ta very much
||||||||| Around 11:19 PM, Dexter Fong walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (11:19 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| H. Stones is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:19 PM.
Dexter Fong: duh
Principalpoop: wb fong
Principalpoop: defenestrated, wow
Dexter Fong: The jokes on the reaper, I never had a fenstrate
Principalpoop: maybe that is why I had 2
Dexter Fong: Life in unfair
Principalpoop: a pair of fenstrates is called a finstratum
Dexter Fong: you can only use one fenstrate at a time
Principalpoop: i always found 1 was quite enough
Dexter Fong: Even a Picture fenstrate
Principalpoop: i have never heard nick danger and the arab.... have I?
Dexter Fong: Clem: So glad you guys are back in all forms
Principalpoop: yes sir, i agree with fong
Dexter Fong: rebroadcast on Sunday evenings
Dexter Fong: And zeppo tube to you Clem and Bambi
Principalpoop: have a super week, yee keepeaurs of thee roote!
ah,clem: glad that woked
ah,clem: nytol
Principalpoop: super to have you back, that is sure :D
||||||||| At 11:25 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, ah,clem!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: And to Prince, I offer this rented costume as a little momento of tonights chat
Principalpoop: ciaoo bebe
Principalpoop: toad away
Principalpoop: what is the moist patch on the costume fong?
Dexter Fong: Not me, parked early
Dexter Fong: That's where Stones was sitting, he was leaking Ferrofluid from his woofers
Principalpoop: parked early? is that ok with rita?
Principalpoop: ahh ok, practically everything i owned is 'marked' by fluids from stones...
Dexter Fong: We don't have any more Rita's, we now got Robotraffs
Principalpoop: stop, you will scare me fong
Principalpoop: i would rather picture rita meter maids roaming the streets...
Dexter Fong: "Danger, Dexter Fong...Danger! You are only nine and a half feet from fire hydrant"
Dexter Fong: "Meep! Meep!"
Principalpoop: big guy? with a fish bowl head? i know him...
Dexter Fong: Yeah..the guy with the guppys in his hair
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: But that neon tetra really brings out the highlights
Principalpoop: ahh, i fell in love to that song, the girl with goldfish in her bangs...
Dexter Fong: if you like ultra violent
Principalpoop: neon is K3WL
Dexter Fong: I thought it was i banged the girl with a goldfish, just for the halibut
Principalpoop: you? you are the one that stole nancy from me?
Principalpoop: you cad, or cod
Principalpoop: cud
Dexter Fong: Nancy? I knew her as Audrey Farber?
Principalpoop: sure, bettyjo
Dexter Fong: bialaski? The big Bialoski?
Principalpoop: i will not try to spell beeohlowski
Principalpoop: that is the one
Dexter Fong: sok I did it for you =))
Principalpoop: what did the girl in playboy use to say all the time?
Principalpoop: gadzooks
Principalpoop: something
Dexter Fong: I like guys with big senses of humor
Principalpoop: no no, in the cartoon
Principalpoop: jumping hazafrats
Dexter Fong: Poop: Ye stray into territory unknown to me,,,I just looked at the pictures
Principalpoop: she was bettyjo too, or something similar
Dexter Fong: I know what the girls in JUGS said, nothing
Principalpoop: seeing hustler for the first time after playboy, really opened my eyes
Dexter Fong: The girl in NUGGET said "They's gold in them here hills
Principalpoop: careful here
Principalpoop: the girls in gents said someting
Dexter Fong: They never go up into the hills
Dexter Fong: "May i see you credit rating, please
Principalpoop: that sounds about right
Dexter Fong: If it sounds right, it is right
Principalpoop: riiiiiight
Dexter Fong: maybe
Principalpoop: did you like my bill cosby imitation of god?
Dexter Fong: What's a cubit?
Bambi: howdy ... fell asleep at the switch!
Bambi: time for bed I think
Dexter Fong: Glad it's a deadmans switch, Bambi
Principalpoop: so that is why the railroad ran over my goat,
Bambi: we actually had a show tonight :-)
Dexter Fong: It was half my goat
Bambi: nytol ... see ya all next week!
Principalpoop: sleep well sweet bambi, happy you have bandwidth again, hope all gets better
Principalpoop: ciaooo
Bambi: here anyway :-)
Dexter Fong: Yes Bam, good sound, no buffering and chatting from the infa illustrious duo
Bambi: hope so too
Bambi: don't know what happened, but am thankful and hopeful it will stay with us :-)
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi
Principalpoop: you got half my goat, did you take half my dander too?
Bambi: sure was great to see ya again
Principalpoop: my dander is up
Dexter Fong: Good karma finally
Bambi: lol
Bambi: see ya :-)
Principalpoop: love to root
Dexter Fong: My drake is up, let's mate 'em
Bambi: hope so De
Bambi: Dex
||||||||| Bambi says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bambi exits at 11:42 PM.
Dexter Fong: thanks for the "x"
Principalpoop: you are thinking of gander, the magician with bilbo
Dexter Fong: lol Poop
Principalpoop: gander gandoff
Principalpoop: same thing
Dexter Fong: I never saw Bilko without his gander up
Principalpoop: and that frodo guy, you bet
Dexter Fong: Take a gander at this
Principalpoop: oh my!
Principalpoop: put that away, for later, wink wink
Dexter Fong: If you get your gander up you can see it better
Principalpoop: if I do that too long, it gets stuck in my craw
Dexter Fong: I got an Australian craw it bigger
Principalpoop: they are down under, they hang farther down there
Dexter Fong: Traded my Wharfdales for it
Principalpoop: i almost googled that earlier
Principalpoop: what would I have found?
Dexter Fong: For wharfdale?
Principalpoop: yes
Principalpoop: lol
Dexter Fong: Stones and I wandered into a British Audio equipemnt scene earlier
Principalpoop: sometimes you talk serious with bunny, it could have been an informative valid statement...
Dexter Fong: Wharfdale is a brand of English Speakers
Principalpoop: ahh ok, thanks
Dexter Fong: or a breed of dogs keeping our docks safe with the assistance of the Natural Security Chest of Drawers
Principalpoop: woof woof
Dexter Fong: Wharfdales! Keeping our docks safe from Somalians
Principalpoop: sounds like a cookie
Principalpoop: with the peanut butter inside maybe, or the other ones?
Dexter Fong: Were I asail one of our doughty vessels and the buggers attacked, I'd give them a jolly rogering
Dexter Fong: 'urricane style
Principalpoop: make them walk the plank
Dexter Fong: and with no barrell
Principalpoop: give no quarter
Dexter Fong: Did you read/hear a news item about an UEI prince who's related to the ruler?
Principalpoop: no, what did he do?
Dexter Fong: Unmited Emirates (whatever)
Principalpoop: whatever, i know who you mean
Principalpoop: should i google, or short enough you can tell me?
Dexter Fong: He accused some guy of cheating him...got the police to help him...and just beat the living bejesus outta the guy with whips, and chains, a a plank with a nail in it
Principalpoop: ahh nice
Dexter Fong: then he ran over the guy several times with his car
Principalpoop: lool
Principalpoop: i was about to say they have come a long way hehe
Dexter Fong: and all of this he had somebody videotape...while he not only produced but direted and with sound so's you can hear bones breaking when he got runover
Principalpoop: anger management issues must be difficult to face when you are royal....
Principalpoop: ewwww
Dexter Fong: At least he spared his dulcimer and camel
Principalpoop: ewwww
Principalpoop: that is nice about the camel and dulcimer though lol
Dexter Fong: I think its kinda hard to view certain countries nations peoples as being able to reason with
Principalpoop: sure
Principalpoop: there is no talking to some people
Dexter Fong: It would seem to all come down to how small a group do you think you belong to
Dexter Fong: Sometimes, it's a group of one
Dexter Fong: Include me out, i sez
Principalpoop: group dynamics or simply person certainty?
Dexter Fong: Person certainity?
Principalpoop: personal certainty....
Principalpoop: the strength of your beliefs of right and wrong and right and wrong behavior...
Principalpoop: that is the basis of being reasonable or not
||||||||| 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, lets say starting with me, I view myself as a homo sapien, and am related to all living creatures of my kind and (perhaps) responsible for all "lesse" creatures
Principalpoop: you are unusual
Dexter Fong: And then there are those who view themselves as "citzens " of some country or another
Principalpoop: most folks start at I am a buddhist or muslim or whatever
Principalpoop: or father or mother or american or japanense
Dexter Fong: and so on and so on down thru areas, cities/neighborhood or villages etc
Principalpoop: starting at earthling, you do start at a much wider view
Dexter Fong: down through clans, or relative, always of course, racial, ethnic and cultural/religious groups
Dexter Fong: down to immediate family
Dexter Fong: and then there are those who will sell there own family, kill their wives, or daughters for "sins"
Principalpoop: theoretically that is the path, in reality, you are a husband first, usually
Principalpoop: or employee, the immediate things you must address
Principalpoop: ahhh that last part, ewww
Dexter Fong: Not kill them as some sort of desperate/loony act..kill them for speaking to a man unattended
Dexter Fong: It just seems that that kinda culture is unlikely to parse anything too closely
Principalpoop: enforcing gods laws...
Principalpoop: we arrested lenny bruce for telling dirty jokes in a night club about 40 years ago, to other adults...
Principalpoop: we are not that far ahead, and they can catch up easily
Dexter Fong: Well I have to insult...er uh address a Human Rights Group tomorrow and I'm gonna give em some Richard Pryor
Dexter Fong: "that nigger's crazy"
Principalpoop: dignity and respect for all, that is not just a dream anymore
Principalpoop: it is within reach
Dexter Fong: Poop: We *are* farther ahead..that kind of behavior is not promoted or brushed aside by society
Principalpoop: history shows again and again that intolerance is a losing path
Principalpoop: the catholics tried to get rid and the protestants for 100s of years
Dexter Fong: I can't stand that kind of talk
Principalpoop: and the protestants tried to do the same to catholics
Principalpoop: we tried it with indians
Dexter Fong: And we're into overtime here in Martin Luther -Vatican arena and the score stand ever
Dexter Fong: and even
Principalpoop: a us president admitted atheists can be americans too
Principalpoop: that is a big deal
Dexter Fong: Okie Dokie Poop my friend, I must depart and I've never even been parted
Principalpoop: on different wavelengths i think, i will think of what you said
Principalpoop: knock em dead tomorrow fong, break a leg
Principalpoop: night night
Dexter Fong: It's not rocket science...really =)))
Dexter Fong: or maybe it is
||||||||| 12:12 AM -- Dexter Fong left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Principalpoop: i don't know that album good enough for the context oops
||||||||| Principalpoop is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 12:13 AM.
||||||||| 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:
Firesign Theatre
Blue Pencil and Ranger Wayne
Dexter Fong
H. Stones
Hey Ronny Ronny Ro-on-neee
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