A Firesign Chat


||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for May 14, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (7:04 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Firebroiled: b> Oh! I’m terribly sorry, that’s not correct!
You didn’t “Beat The Reaper!”
Doctor, bring the Patient out and show the amphitheater audience
and all the folks at home just what he’s contracted. . . . .

According to my careful prosthesis,
this man has The Dexter Plague.

Thank you, Doctor.

You’re welcome.

Firebroiled: There must be some way out of this..
I’ll change the air, that’s what I’ll do..
What have I got left on the Climate Control?.
Dust Storm? .
Tibetan Wilderness?.
Land of the Pharaohs?.
Land of the Pharaohs!.
That sounds great! . . . .

Firebroiled: All out for Fort Stinkin’ Desert!.

Last Indian Reservation for two thousand miles.

You got fifteen minutes, folks!

Get ‘em while you can, Dexter!

||||||||| Firebroiled rushes off, saying "7:07 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| ah,clem tiptoes in around 8:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time'
||||||||| ah,clem dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ah,clem?! It's 8:57 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bambi inside, makes a note of the time (9:01 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 14, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: hey Cat
cease: is cni on?
Bambi: I think so
cease: i was a few minutes late last week and itwas already a firesign show
Bambi: he just came up with a song before the show
Bambi: ah, ok ... think you have made just in time this week :-)
cease: yes, some music
||||||||| llanwydd sneaks in around 9:04 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Bambi: www.MyPassionIsBooks.com ... a new supporter of CNI Radio
llanwydd: happy thursday
||||||||| 9:05 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
cease: aha
Bambi: Hey Merl
Merlyn: hey
cease: ah, vos otros
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 9:05 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
ah,clem: hi all
Bambi: wb Clem
||||||||| Catherwood leads Communist Otto Yamamoto in through the front door at 9:06 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: Hey Yammy
cease: hi otto
Communist Otto Yamamoto: OI and whatnottage
Bambi: hey llanwydd ... didn't see you come in lol
llanwydd: oh, not another pinko
cease: "Otto is 'toot' inside out" george carlin's first hbo show
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Ha
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Long live the Glorious Revolution!
llanwydd: better than a punko I guess
Communist Otto Yamamoto: all 33 q/3 of em
Communist Otto Yamamoto: or 45 or 78
cease: a man who loved to toot, i hear
Merlyn: 'auto' is uaot inside out
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Well now that you mention it....
Bambi: 33, 46, 78 or whatever it takes...
Communist Otto Yamamoto: don't look at my flickr page
cease: lol merl
Communist Otto Yamamoto: 46?
ah,clem: 46?
Bambi: well, you will have to post the link so we know what page not to look at Yammy ;-)
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Subversive
Bambi: well, ok, 45 then
Communist Otto Yamamoto: All satanic rock and roll messages were recorded backwards at 46 RPM
llanwydd: the language in the song lyrics combines the slang of prostitutes, drug addicts...
Communist Otto Yamamoto: This one: http://www.flickr.com/photos/otto-yamamoto/ which is pretty punko
Bambi: no wonder they were 'a little' off ...
Bambi: thank Yammy, good to know what page to avoid LOL
llanwydd: I tried the link. all I get is a white page
llanwydd: I have dialup and I don't have the patience to wait
cease: hey bambi and clem, got a reel to reel tape recorder today after some years without
llanwydd: I had access to reel to reel systems when I was a dj
cease: will digitalize the hollywood nightshift austin shows and send em to you as .wavs
llanwydd: I used to play with them a lot
cease: i think the mahcine is older than the guy who sold it to me
Bambi: did you all see that statesman.com article about the 760 mar-i-hu-juan-a plants ... the guy that got arrested
cease: fumiyo worked for Pioneer in tokyo in 72 and it predated her time
Bambi: that's kewl Cat ... nice to have a reel-to-reel .. we have one also
cease: sounds pretty good now but its very old
Bambi: awesome :-)
cease: i got some hollywood nightshifts from packer, very funny stuff, austin and other guys
llanwydd: yeah, those things have pretty good sound
Bambi: lol older than then the guy who sold it to you
cease: what show is this?
Bambi: not sure which one it is...maybe Clem can enlighten us :-) sure he said, but I missed it
cease: i'm wathcing jays yanks game
cease: and laker game starts in few minutes
Bambi: nice to have various things going at once ... multi-tasking is a good thing
cease: i hope its on tv
cease: had to walk a mile to a local bar to watch last game,no sound
Bambi: sometimes the laker games aren't on tv?
cease: most of the time, bambi
cease: at least on the channels i get
Bambi: ah, ok
cease: bars have those more eosteric sports chanels i care not to pay for
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Base-ball?
llanwydd: I get a million sports channels with directv
Communist Otto Yamamoto saw baseballs packaged as 'bese-balls' in Canadian Tire and will not soon forget that
cease: johny mac struck out
llanwydd: I hardly need one
llanwydd: if I wanted to see a ball game I'd go to one
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Tiddly winks channel
Communist Otto Yamamoto: mumbly peg channel
llanwydd: last time I did that was 1983
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Not to a Skankee$ game-not w/o an equity loan
cease: a large part of my life has been spent watching games, baseball and basketball primarily
cease: also sumo in japan
llanwydd: that was in montreal. I saw the expos beat the astros. good game
llanwydd: I laugh at sumo
Communist Otto Yamamoto: who?
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Base-ball=Yankees and Mets
llanwydd: pardon me. don't mean any offense but it always makes me laugh
llanwydd: I actually saw a sumo hockey game on tv once
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Someone needs to fix Nino, he has me in Boston
cease: oh this is the portland show
llanwydd: nino put me about 100 miles from home tonight
llanwydd: he boggles my mind
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Boston is a good 250 from here
||||||||| "9:28 PM? 9:28 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits at the bar.
Communist Otto Yamamoto: What is my IP has me east of Danbury, CT
Principalpoop: here i am, i wondered where I was
llanwydd: Hi Princ
Communist Otto Yamamoto: You're here
Principalpoop: i am in 2 places
Principalpoop: what is the rod?
Communist Otto Yamamoto: I'm in 3
Principalpoop: portland that is like harbormountain
Communist Otto Yamamoto: The Rod? about 16.5 feet
Principalpoop: wow, a big rod
Communist Otto Yamamoto: These days that would be a holmes
Principalpoop: anybody got a hot rod?
Principalpoop: sherlock?
Principalpoop: Hemlock?
Communist Otto Yamamoto: John
Principalpoop: Hammock
Communist Otto Yamamoto does not discuss his rod in public in the main
Principalpoop: simply a cylindrical object, frequently made of metal
Communist Otto Yamamoto: But it's my personal ROD
Principalpoop: sterling no doubt
Communist Otto Yamamoto: No, dross actually, but it's all I have
cease: hi poop
Communist Otto Yamamoto: That's serling anyway
Bambi: Cat, Clem said it is Radio Now Live
Principalpoop: don't start with me cat, you canadian you
llanwydd: better than steiger
Bambi: hey PrinceP
Principalpoop: i like steiger, like a lager
cease: yesm was tgus the 99 tour, or the 05?
Principalpoop: hi bambi, keeper of the root
Communist Otto Yamamoto: I like lager and ale, too
Bambi: not sure
Bambi :-)
Principalpoop: not sure about root or ale or root beer?
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Roots and rods. How freudian
Principalpoop: and tastes like pork
Communist Otto Yamamoto: doesn't everything?
Principalpoop: mole skin cookies don't
Principalpoop: how is everybody? is everybody happy?
llanwydd: what the hell tastes like pork?
llanwydd: all these nonsequiturs are going over my head
Principalpoop: the marshmallows sent from the west to the east
cease: i was happier when jays were winning. down 3-2 to yanks
Bambi: pork tastes like...errrr, pork
Bambi: pork, the other white meat
llanwydd: it's what's for dinner
Bambi: lol right llanwydd
Principalpoop: i bought some reduced fat jimmy dean sausage, have not tried it yet, seems bizarre
Principalpoop: extra what instead of fat in the sausage?
cease: aha, laker game
llanwydd: olestra
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Do you really want to know?
Principalpoop: i don't want to know
Principalpoop: anal leakage, i did not try those chips... i can eat old onion soup dip if i want anal leakage...
||||||||| Dexter Fong steals in around 9:42 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
cease: lol
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Reduced fat sausage? What hasthe world come to?
Principalpoop: finally fong
llanwydd: speaking of...
Principalpoop: my thoughts exactly yamamoto
cease: and sqeaking of lols
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Anal leakage? Put a sausage in it
Dexter Fong: Herro Flends
Principalpoop: hehehe
Principalpoop: fiends
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Fiends?
Principalpoop: doing the I L thing like llan huh?
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Bambi, Cat, Yam, llan, poop, and the grayboys Clem and Merlyn
Communist Otto Yamamoto: moo
Principalpoop: bahhh
Communist Otto Yamamoto remembers beef
llanwydd: beef...the other white meat
Bambi: Hey Dex
Principalpoop: kroger has some pieces of beef sold in hard plastic like gold records or something
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
Bambi: for those who weren't here earlier, we have a new supporter of CNI Radio http://www.MyPassionIsBooks.com (my site)
Principalpoop: rods, roots, baseball, beer and portland fong, get up to speed
Dexter Fong: Farfegnugen?
Bambi: it's just getting started; only have a handful of authors so far, will build it as I go
cease: hey dex i got tape recorder today. i can play the tape you sent me
Principalpoop: how is i never heard of cary dactoraw?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I don't remember what that tape was =))
Bambi: main site, amazon book related store and blog
cease: will dat the hollywood nightshifts and send to ah clem
cease: wow, orl beating bos in nba
cease: i need cubes
Principalpoop: orlando? oakland lakers?
Dexter Fong: Orlando magique
Principalpoop: oriels change leagues?
Dexter Fong: It's a kinda Cirque de Soleil thing
Bambi: he's a young science fiction writer ... interesting reading: www.craphound.com ... will do a posting about his writings soon ... most of his books are available on his site and some are even available creative commons ... very kewl
Principalpoop: i know and love the rest on the list, so i will try him, thanks
Bambi: you might have seen his name on www.boingboing.com or in the news when he was with www.eff.org
Principalpoop: does not ring a bell, but he is in my bookmark pile now
Bambi: you also might have seen Cory's DRM Talk (at Microsoft) posted on my blog: http://bambismusings.wordpress.com
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Bambi: excellent talk ... shame they didn't bother listening very well lol
Dexter Fong: Interesting to compare this Portland show with the Seattle show recorded within a couple of days of this one
Principalpoop: cool
Bambi: there are also some pictures on my blog of Henrietta and her new chicks ... less than a week old
Principalpoop: i saw that, i will go back and look closer later
Bambi: we have 15 new chicks!
Principalpoop: i will not make a joke about missed omelets
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Male or female or mixed?
cease: good for you
Bambi: likely mixed ... we will know when they get bigger
llanwydd: I knew that chick when she was an egg
Bambi: mostly hens we hope lol
Dexter Fong: Solving forever the riddle of what came first, chicken or egg
Principalpoop: henny youngman, take my wife, please
Dexter Fong: whaaaaat?
llanwydd: he used to be egg fu youngman but he hatched
Communist Otto Yamamoto: That was the one. Henny Youngman
llanwydd: sorry...don't mind me
Principalpoop: egg fu? noo, egg you...
Communist Otto Yamamoto: Didn't mind at all
Dexter Fong: Henny Youngman and Rooster Cogburn
Dexter Fong: True CHicken and Grits
cease: they're in everybody's Yoo
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: strawberry yoohoo, an idea before it's time
llanwydd: don't remind me of john wayne
Bambi: I remember the reference to Henny Youngman in Blazing Saddles ... was funny
Dexter Fong: Too late llan
Dexter Fong: or should I say "pilgrim"
Principalpoop: john wayne bobbett and his ex-wife were going to meet on some show recently, i missed it
cease: clem or bambvi is this the released cd?
Principalpoop: smile when you say that fong
Dexter Fong: +00That=))
Principalpoop: that looks like a smirk, wipe that smirth off your face fong
cease: i am watching my beloved lakes getting killed against houston
llanwydd: john wayne didn't say that princ. that was gary cooper
cease: and jays losing to the hated yanks
Bambi: Clem said it is a re-release .. a 2-CD set
cease: what a bad time to give up abstinence
Principalpoop: john wayne never said it?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Cleveland in 6 or less for champeenship
llanwydd: well, I guess I don't know
cease: which sport?
llanwydd: but he never said it on film
Dexter Fong: Um Baskeball?
Principalpoop: it does sound like something gary cooper would say too
Principalpoop: or burt lancaster
Principalpoop: eliza lancaster
Dexter Fong: Or Tom Mix
Principalpoop: burt reynolds
llanwydd: "The Virginian" 1929
Dexter Fong: Debbie Reynolds
Bambi: maybe yes, maybe no....
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:07 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
llanwydd: but it actually goes, "If you're gonna call me that, smile".
Dexter Fong: Virginia Slims 1985
Principalpoop: E said it too
Bambi: hi Elayne!
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Elayne: Evenin' all. Can't stay long, too tired.
cease: Hey EL
cease: hows evrything?
Principalpoop: nice for the visit though
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Sounds like your new job is turning into your old job?
Elayne: Very good, very busy.
Bambi: heard that E ... glad you could be here at least for a bit
Elayne: No, not at all, Dex. I'm having fun, it's a good kind of tired as opposed to the hell I used to be in.
Dexter Fong: Sounds like a gym workout
cease: good always better than bad
Dexter Fong: Feel the pain?
Dexter Fong: Hit the showers
Dexter Fong: No towel snapping
Elayne: Yeah, I think I'll just collapse.
cease: 17-1 houston
Principalpoop: and don't pull a costanza
Dexter Fong: Like a new york city Crane
cease: my team is asleep on the court
Elayne: Next week, all.
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Communist Otto Yamamoto - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:10 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Maybve somebody doped their gator aid
cease: all the best el
Dexter Fong: The come and more go
Principalpoop: that locker room humor put her off fong
Dexter Fong: That's because she didn't keep her eyes above waist level
Dexter Fong: Sometimes my winquedinque scares me
Bambi: have a great week E
Dexter Fong: Been awhile since we heard from Tom and Lili
Principalpoop: i think yamamoto and E are having an affair, she arrived and then they left together
cease: i emailed him but heard not
cease: must be super busy
Dexter Fong: Elayne may marry a communist?
Principalpoop: better than a socialist, socialists now are evil
Dexter Fong: He and Lili came into town in maybe mid march and we met for a movie and some drinks
Dexter Fong: Poop: So we now support the anti socialists?
Principalpoop: right
Principalpoop: the enemy of my enemy is my friend
cease: i hope we can all meeet in nyc this time next year
llanwydd: I hate people who hate people
Dexter Fong: or both our emenies
Principalpoop: hate who you want and rationalize later
Dexter Fong: hate the one you're with
Principalpoop: may 2010 in nyc? is that the motto?
llanwydd: lol
Dexter Fong: No, it's an adage
cease: how about primate who hate other primatres, llan>
cease: if a chijmp kills anmopther chimp, do you care?
Dexter Fong: A prime matre being a female head waiter
llanwydd: I don't hate them
llanwydd: I just hate people who do
Dexter Fong: Not if its in the foret
Dexter Fong: who do what
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: ongoya
Dexter Fong: who lol?
llanwydd: that too
Dexter Fong: On Goya, spanish genius or tool of the Narzis
cease: santa bar bar a
Principalpoop: what tarzan says
Dexter Fong: Topless at the north pole, Santa bar bra
llanwydd: on goya on donner on blitzen
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:18 PM, dragging doctec by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: On Spitzer, on Schnauzer, on and on
cease: is this the reindeer porn channel?
cease: and spekaing of docs
Principalpoop: speaking of doctec
doctec: did someone say drinks?
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc, just wondering about your prolonged absence
Merlyn: hey doc
Principalpoop: and M returns
doctec: my prolonged abcess?
doctec: i wondered why my tooth hurt
cease: cess up
doctec: the tooth always hurts
Principalpoop: your pirong access?
Bambi: hey Doc!
doctec: good evening all
doctec: they actually unshackled me from my desk long enough to spend a small chunk of time on chat
Bambi: please check the cheese log for info on Henrietta and the chicks and my new site
cease: bless them
doctec: i will thanks
doctec: (i love cheese)
Principalpoop: i remember henrietta hippo from the new zoo review, and thank you drugs
Bambi: glad to hear that Doc ... how's Lili doing?
llanwydd: henrietta and the chicks sounds like an all-girl band
doctec: cat: uploading what you asked for
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Bambi: wasn't that the Cheap Girls (of The Money Pit fare)
Principalpoop: be uploading doc
Bambi: lol
doctec: lili is doing hreat thanks - she just got back from san francisco, she was housesitting for her brother and taking care of her kids while he went to south america on a doctors without borders thing
Principalpoop: cool
Principalpoop: why do her kids live with her brother/ ahh that is too personal...
doctec: did i say hreat? i meant great
cease: great news doc
doctec: taking care of *his* kids
Principalpoop: they had kids together? mormons huh?
Bambi: kewl ... nice thing to do ... almost like being a part of doctors without borders ... please let Lili know we were asking after her and Hi! :-)
doctec: the mormon the merrier
doctec: i will thanks
cease: exactrly, bambi
Principalpoop: or egyptian
Principalpoop: san francisco is beautiful too, she is lucky
ah,clem: better than borders without doctors, I guess...
Principalpoop: my mother was a seamstress who took in borders
Bambi: lol Clem
llanwydd: lol
ah,clem: hemmingway?
Dexter Fong: A seemy stress eh?
Principalpoop: a henway
llanwydd: ernest hemmingbird
Dexter Fong: Before or after the eggs?
Principalpoop: the fox is after the eggs
Dexter Fong: But the cannibal told a lie first
Principalpoop: tell us some russian jokes doc
llanwydd: how many russians does it take to cross the volga?
Principalpoop: what did the cannibal lie about?
doctec: if i drop off chat suddenly and without warning, it's because one of our cats has decided to rummage around under my desk - she may trip the power strip
Principalpoop: ok doc
Principalpoop: stop ignoring the poor cat
Dexter Fong: Poop: He said he bever told the truth
doctec: hmm let's see - there was this priest and this rabbi, and they were speaking in russian...
llanwydd: leave it to bever
Principalpoop: what is a volga? like a volvo? a vulva?
doctec: i'd tell you the punchline but i do not speak russian
Dexter Fong: First Russian: Hey, the Doctor's Droshky
llanwydd: don't be so volga
Dexter Fong: Second Russian: He sure is
Principalpoop: and she said nyet, hehe
Dexter Fong: No she said Nostrovia
doctec: you were celebrating lent? i thought you said lenin
Principalpoop: Castro drova nova
doctec: we save the fine lenin for our russian friends when they sleep over
Dexter Fong: Once around the Tomb Ivan, then back to the gulag
llanwydd: ever had hungarian gulag?
Principalpoop: ahh get the volga boat man
doctec: you s.u.v ... i van
cease: some have too much to do, and some have to little
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, plerase light the Samovar
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you want me?"
llanwydd: it's rather bland actually
doctec: hot to trotsky
Principalpoop: i like goulash
Principalpoop: i have always like goulash
ah,clem: Catherwood, please light the Samovar
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to ah,clem and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Principalpoop: d
doctec: quit stalin and get a move on
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, do you even know what a samovar is?
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Dexter Fong: Doc: High Marx for the puns
Principalpoop: this is principalpoop catherwood, fire up the Samovar
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Principalpoop and yells "oh, fuck off Principalpoop!"
doctec: in russia, choir preaches to you
Bambi: Catherwood please give everyone their favorite drink
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone their favorite drink.
doctec: thanks dex - i'm afraid im getting a little carried away here
llanwydd: see, you have to say please
Principalpoop: i am impressed, said the comrade under arms
Dexter Fong: Sometimes you hafta say "OOoowwww!"
Principalpoop: ouch
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: No, OOoowwww
ah,clem: send a wire to the main office...
Principalpoop: ow
Dexter Fong: Good Poop but needs a little work
Principalpoop: OWork
ah,clem: shoot him in the foot, Dex, he'll get it
Dexter Fong: Well, now you getting off script
Bambi: tell them I said ... OOoowww!
doctec: i am getting off on this script alright
Dexter Fong: Clem: I would but he has a dance number coming up
ah,clem: o'tay, Dex
llanwydd: catherwood, please get me a catherwood, please get me a catherwood please get me a...
||||||||| Catherwood gets llanwydd a.
doctec: hey dex: just rented 'the exterminating angel' via netflix - classic bunuel
Dexter Fong: It's his final performance of the Labatamy
Bambi: lol
llanwydd: he's really at the top of his game tonight
Bambi: he has a memory leak, me thinks
Principalpoop: memory leakage, ewww
ah,clem: rather have a bottle in front of me....
Dexter Fong: I remeber taking a leak, it was around 4:30 in the morning I think
llanwydd: I've seen several bunuel films and that is the only one I really appreciate
doctec: oh dear - zeros and ones are oozing all over everything now
Principalpoop: how dry I am, how dry I am, nobody knows, how dry I am
Dexter Fong: At least the toilet seat was up when I came in later
llanwydd: I've actually had dreams like The Exterminating Angel. Bunuel must have known
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give Poop something to drink
||||||||| Catherwood hands poop something to drink.
Principalpoop: gulp gulp gulp
ah,clem: ah, the fuzzy top... don't know it's down right away in the dark...
doctec: lland: the criterion folks have done a great job with the dvd transfer - it's a keeper!
Dexter Fong: Sound great Doc, can I have it? =))
llanwydd: I think bunuel is an acquired taste and I haven't really acquire it but that is one film I appreciate
Principalpoop: bagels and cream cheese and keepers
Dexter Fong: Keep on keepering on mate
llanwydd: speaking of dreams, I had some really strange ones last night
Principalpoop: have the constable take fong away catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Principalpoop and queries "Did you need me?"
llanwydd: must have been something I ate
doctec: 203 878 3606
doctec: oopd
doctec: oops
doctec: pay no attention to those random numbers
Principalpoop: scrooge thought that also llan, pay better attention to the dream
ah,clem: lotto numbers
Principalpoop: bing o
llanwydd: in one, an old friend of mine handed me a crumpled piece of paper that turned out to be a note written in chopped onions and their was italian dressing all over the paper
Dexter Fong: Don't worry Doc, I memorized them and then burned my pc
llanwydd: there
llanwydd: don't mind my spelling. I'm tired
Principalpoop: ahh a standard dream, any cheese involved?
Dexter Fong: llan: Maybe because your not getting enough sleep due to the wird dreams
Principalpoop: feta or bleu or what?
llanwydd: in another was I was spending time at the home of george burns and his daughter had been kidnapped
ah,clem: do you know onion juce makes a fine invisable ink? (can be cured with heat from a lamp)
Dexter Fong: Not again!??
llanwydd: amazing princ! there was actually some shredded cheddar cheese on the paper as well
Dexter Fong: Well Done, Professor Clem
Merlyn: lemon juice too, and it leaves a lemony scent
llanwydd: you're good princip
ah,clem: sounds like a tasty note
Principalpoop: secret agent clem, secret agent clem, they have given him an ahh, and taken away his name
Bambi LOL
Dexter Fong: saturate a sheet of notepaper in lemon juice and wrap your prawn in it
llanwydd: no there were chopped onions on the paper and they spelled out letters. it was an invitation to a party
Dexter Fong: lol Poop
Dexter Fong: Onion Alaphabet soup, what a concept!!
Dexter Fong: with cheddar yet, already
Principalpoop: raw onions? oops, you are insane, sorry about that
llanwydd: maybe I AM insane
Dexter Fong: Poop: And just how do you know they were raw?
Dexter Fong: llan didn't mention that
Dexter Fong: he said chopped onions
Principalpoop: i put a question mark
Dexter Fong: They could have been cooked and chopped, or chopped and cooked, or both
ah,clem: dilute sodium ferrocyanyde is also good for messages,
Dexter Fong: Question? Ah, I thought that rising inflection signified potential guilt
Principalpoop: where can i get some sodium ferrocyanyde ahh, clem?
ah,clem: check you chenistry set
Dexter Fong: At Pop Sodium FERROCYDE SHop
Dexter Fong: Pop's
Dexter Fong: It comes in Bottles now
Principalpoop: i have a chess set and dining room set and tv set, no chemistry set
Principalpoop: so llan, tell us more about your brain salad
Dexter Fong: You've got a set just to get that off your chest sets
Principalpoop: we were making progress
llanwydd: well, when he handed me the paper and I uncrumpled it, a pair of women's glasses appeared over my left shoulder
ah,clem: don't worry about it, you need ferric amonium sulfate to develop the ink
Dexter Fong: Dr. Poop, I think we need to determine if he's on the druges
Principalpoop: on your mark, get set
Principalpoop: i have plenty of ferric ammonium sulfate around
ah,clem: it turns a nice shade of blue
llanwydd: assuming it was a nosy old lady trying to read my note, I crumpled it up again and went somewhere else to read it
Dexter Fong: Were any ferrett killed in the making of that last compound
llanwydd: that was when I noticed the onions and the salad dressing and the shredded white cheddar cheese
ah,clem: no amimals were harmed while making ths chat
Dexter Fong: Aha!! I sat on somebody's pipe
ah,clem: (that we are aware of)
llanwydd: and did I mention I met george burns in his older years?
Principalpoop: white cheddar cheese?? ahh, even fong must agree, you are irredeemably insane llan
Dexter Fong: White Cheddar...Vermon...Live free or Die!!
Dexter Fong: llan: George Burns was always in his older years
llanwydd: his oldest daughter had just been kidnapped and he didn't seem to upset. neither did the rest of his family
Principalpoop: yes, move to vermont, where you fit in
Dexter Fong: It was probably Frank SINATRA"S KID who did it
Dexter Fong: Frank Uncle Junior
Principalpoop: the daughter was 'harrowing music" you llan.... TWANG
llanwydd: once again, pleaz pardon my spelling
Dexter Fong: Don't worry about the smelling, just get on with it
ah,clem: you're speeling?
Principalpoop: aaron it all out
Dexter Fong: I sense a break through, or at least and break out, or down
llanwydd: like I said it might have been something I ate
llanwydd: I cook with onions a lot
Principalpoop: tell us more about the sexual parts llan
Dexter Fong: llan: How's the AMBIANce in your bedroom
Dexter Fong: YOu don't have troubles with roosters getting in there and waking you do you?
Bambi: onions, yummmmm
Dexter Fong: Oh wait, that's Clem and Bambi
Principalpoop: you too fong, everybody, write about your sexual fantasies, hehe
llanwydd: I took amien last night as usual but it usually doesn't give me strange dreams
Dexter Fong: Perhaps you're not taking enough
Principalpoop: i have not tried that sweet relish yet bambi, did you try catalina dressing?
ah,clem: he said fantasies, ha ha
llanwydd: no roosters here but actually there are ducks and turkeys rather often and the ducks can be loud
llanwydd: I didn't notice any last night
Dexter Fong: Ducks are not so loud when placed in a confit
Principalpoop: ok anti-pasto
Bambi: I love catalina dressing
Principalpoop: ahh you tried it, super :D it is good
Dexter Fong: anti social anti pasto, it don't matter
llanwydd: good point dex
Principalpoop: too much for all the time, but good on a salad sometimes
Dexter Fong: As long as youuu're anti something
Dexter Fong: Hm, picked up a strange accent
ah,clem: anti social anti pasto > that would mean lots of garlic, right?
llanwydd: I'm anti em
Dexter Fong: Depends on whom you are dining with
llanwydd: well not really
Dexter Fong: llan is anti matter
Principalpoop: whatever it is, i'm against it
Bambi: anti em, anti em, it's a twister, it's a twister!
Bambi: if you don't mind, it doesn't matter...
Principalpoop: anti em was george burns daughter
llanwydd: lol
Dexter Fong: OK, put your elbow on the yellow you're nose on the grindstone, and your ass on the dotted line
Principalpoop: had a niece named dorothy
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: actually I don't think george had any kids
Dexter Fong: If Charlie parker had a daughter named Dorothy, she's be Sorothy Parker
Dexter Fong: llan: He had at least a son
Dexter Fong: Produced his TV show
llanwydd: didn't know that
Dexter Fong: Dorothy Parker, he said well too late
Principalpoop: i have a lot of mind, it takes a while to make it up
llanwydd: Tween is conspicuously absent tonight
Dexter Fong: Muddie too
Principalpoop: i saw that
Dexter Fong: And The 2 HS's
Principalpoop: muddle, muddie, where is mudhead too?
llanwydd: well stones is usually late
Principalpoop: tap tap
Principalpoop: is this thing on?
Dexter Fong: pat pat
Principalpoop: saying good bye to things
Dexter Fong: ohce na s'erehT
Bambi: I hear Clem :-)
llanwydd: ereh ni
Principalpoop: hello smart furniture
Dexter Fong: I don't *)
Bambi: thanks Clem!! :-)
Dexter Fong: Say hello to your new matress
ah,clem: good night everyone!
Principalpoop: night night and thanks again youse
Dexter Fong: Good night clem and thanks so much and now I hear you
Principalpoop: now the voice
Dexter Fong: 1 2 3
Principalpoop: toad away
Dexter Fong: Pedestals
Principalpoop: a b c
Dexter Fong: hymn
Dexter Fong: PD
Dexter Fong: uhmm
Principalpoop: toad
Principalpoop: toad
Dexter Fong: away
llanwydd: well, I'm off. see you next week. good night
Principalpoop: away
Dexter Fong: go
Dexter Fong: away
Principalpoop: good luck llan, happy trails
Dexter Fong: Night llan, close your windows so the roosters don't get in
Principalpoop: fast, went fast
Dexter Fong: time, good time
||||||||| At 11:11 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...
Principalpoop: love, sweet love
Dexter Fong: This is the portrait gallery
Dexter Fong: what??
Principalpoop: it is?
Principalpoop: there is an echo in here
Bambi: have a great week folks! See ya next time!
Principalpoop: This is the portrait gallery
Dexter Fong: Eek! Get me away from it
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi, good bandwidth be with you
Principalpoop: ciao bambi good luck with the chickens
Principalpoop: what?
Bambi: and here I thought the cheese log was the portrait gallery lol
Bambi: thanks :-) nytol
||||||||| Bambi leaves at 11:13 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: This is the portrait gallery
Dexter Fong: Where are the stunt trees?
Principalpoop: i will catch a bus too, ciaoo bebe
Merlyn: I'm going to leave too, cya next week
Principalpoop: night all
||||||||| At 11:14 PM, Merlyn scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| 11:14 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Like mars flies, they're dropping yet, in a klein bottle already
Dexter Fong: Well, I'm not going to stand here taling to myself...guess I'll go over to that yellow rubber line and talk to myself
Dexter Fong walks off towards the yellow rubber line
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 11:19 PM train to British Columbia.
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| doctec says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, doctec exits at 11:35 PM.
||||||||| 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:
Communist Otto Yamamoto
Dexter Fong
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"