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 August 13, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Firebroiled enters at 7:42 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Firebroiled: Yes, Friends,
welcome to Pastor Flash’s hour of Reckoning,
with Organ Leroy at his organ again,
and the Fifty-Voice St. Louis Aquarium Choir.

I’m Decon E. L. Mouse.
But, Dear Friends
in these days of modern time, when you can’t tell the AC’s from the DC’s,
aren’t we all yearning for someone who can turn on a little stopping power?

Dear Friends,
I mean a smokey glass.
Don’t you think I mean a lightning rod
with which to chase these spooks away?
Don’t you know I mean our own Pastor Rod Flash!

He’s been up for a week,

but he’s coming down!

Firebroiled: I’m down!

Thank you, Dear Friends,

I’m down, I’m grounded,
and sound,

trailing clouds of glory,

I’m down.

And I’m marching!
Yes, Dear Friends,
I’m marching to dinner!

‘Cause Godamighty,
I’m hungray!

Yes! I’m hungray!
and sound

and hungray!

||||||||| Firebroiled leaves at 7:46 AM, 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 steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:23 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time'
||||||||| ah,clem is kicked out just as the clock strikes 8:24 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:54 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the sitting room.
Dexter Fong: Hungray!?
Dexter Fong: Hungray!?
Dexter Fong: Hungray!???
Dexter Fong: What kind of talk is that Broiled?
Dexter Fong: Hungry I can understand
Dexter Fong: Hang Gray is somewhat harder to understand
Dexter Fong: Perhaps there's a Hungarian connection which I'm missing
Dexter Fong: In any event, I'm glad to hear you're safe and sound
Dexter Fong: Safe as houses and sound as a sand dollar floating at the bottom of the Euro pool
Dexter Fong: ...and perhaps dear Broiled you'll join us sometime for the real chat
Dexter Fong: Which is not yet in progress
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:00 PM and cease bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: I mean to say, you do start early but you're not really sticking it out
cease: hey dex
Dexter Fong: Hello Cat
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 13, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
cease: thats what my wife says
Dexter Fong: She says Hello Cat?
cease: that really doesnt work without a drummer
cease: no, your previous statement, dex
Dexter Fong: And a troup of native dancers
cease: she hasnt called me cat in years
Dexter Fong: Dude? maybe??
cease: does your wife call you dex?
Dexter Fong: Or maybe that 60's classic, Man
cease: we've had other names for each other almost since we started living together
Dexter Fong: Cat: No, she just calls me Ash
cease: and bit lived her whole live inside that nickname. i dont think i ever called her Monique once in her life
Dexter Fong: How are you doing/feeling Cat
cease: are names for each other are sculpted from bit's names for us when she was learning to talk
cease: our, not "are"
Dexter Fong: Ah, Mommy and Daddy?
cease: up and down dex
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:05 PM and ah,clem sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem on CNI
ah,clem: hi all
cease: ah clem
cease: Boom dot Bust
cease: she didnt speak english, dex.
Dexter Fong: and the citzens of Billville
cease: her first language was her mother's
ah,clem: corn cousins forking in the woop field? lol
Dexter Fong: Canadian eh?
cease: all known sympathy for the loss of your cat, clem
ah,clem: tks Cat, has been a hard thing
cease: keeper of the root
Dexter Fong: Me too Clem..been there and done that more than a couple times
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bambi', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
ah,clem: Root was very special, and famous too
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends!
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
Dexter Fong: Sympathy for your loss
cease: our cats blues and jazz are just 5 and we still call them the babies
Dexter Fong: Those babies grow up to be cowboys...or so I've heard
Bambi: thank you so much ... as you can imagine, it's been a VERY hard time
cease: indeed, bambi
cease: one of their darkest discs
Dexter Fong: Yeah Cat
||||||||| Woody 1 sashays in at 9:16 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hey One
Woody 1: Don't throw me off the ledge. Hey folks.
cease: long time, wood
cease: one of my fave firetoons
Woody 1: Yup. I'm a married workin' ex-hippie.
Bambi: hey Woody
cease: that could be said of many, woody
Woody 1: Dark discs. Whatcha talking about?
cease: boom dot bust is not dark to you, wood?
Dexter Fong: What's playing on CNI,,,,Boom DOT or Bust
cease: not necessarily a bad thing. electrician is very dark, but suffers not for it
Woody 1: Hey Bam. I don't have that one.
cease: offly it was written in the optimistic summer of love 67 and came out in the time of assasinations in 68
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:20 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Troy."
llanwydd: Hey!
cease: it was brought into commercial existance by bergmans' Love In, which was hyperbolic opyimidm
llanwydd: Happy Thursday, etc.
cease: hey ll-man
Woody 1: Hey ll
Bambi: hey llan
Dexter Fong: Cat: I think you pegged it when yo said it was their darkest disc.....there's humor here but it tends to be black and there's no happy ending
cease: optimism
Dexter Fong: Hi llan
llanwydd: opyimidm is a new word for me
Woody 1: Anybody getting to one of Firesign's shows?
Dexter Fong: llan: opyimidm is a new work for all of us
llanwydd: don't I wish
cease: my sperring is deteriorating early this eve
llanwydd: but I live in the other part of the world
Woody 1: 60.00. I'd pay it.
cease: i had meant to type optimism, but it came out different
llanwydd: the part that the chinese fall off of
cease: merl is going
Dexter Fong: Cat: Poor sperring and mental derangement?
Woody 1: but since I live in the armpit of Indiana...you know. Oohh! Congrats merlin.
cease: i was hoping to get demanged
llanwydd: last time I was in indiana was more than 30 years ago
cease: is that bloomington, wood?
llanwydd: I was on my way to dearfield, Ill
llanwydd: what's everybody hearing on cni?
Dexter Fong: Boo m dot bust
Woody 1: No. Evansville. he bottom of Indiana. 3rd largest city in IN. Only 97 cities larger in the US of A. I can't friggin believe it.
llanwydd: cool
Dexter Fong: woerdly cool
llanwydd: thai food mary's is one of the funniest names they've come up with
Woody 1: Bloomington is a cool city. I saw Warren Zevon my first time there.
cease: i know of bloomington only cuz bubba's brain is based there, richard fish too
cease: ive never been to indiana, that i know of.
cease: but i was in chicago last august and that's like indiana's biggest city
Dexter Fong: Illinois' too
Woody 1: Across the lake. Gary & Southbend IN
cease: i read that obama won indiana because of its proximity to chicago
Woody 1: I was born in Southbend. Moved down here when I was 1. Couldn't handle the whole family scene. HA ha.
Dexter Fong: lol woody
cease: family guy
Dexter Fong: Stewie
llanwydd: I've only passed through indiana
Woody 1: I tell everybody that. 8 out of 10 get the joke. I'm in Indiana.
Dexter Fong: There's a joke?
Dexter Fong: Apparently not
Bambi: well, chicago still needs lots of help in broadband deployment as well as many other areas
Woody 1: Ummm yeah. I was born in Southbend. My family moved down here. Are you messin' with me, Dex?
llanwydd: my mobile home's just too mobile
llanwydd: I love that line
Dexter Fong: Woody: I dunno...maybe?
Bambi: wouldn't mind a mobile home that moves lol
Woody 1: Never mind. LOL
Bambi: we usually move more in Firesign Theatre chat than in real life these days lol
llanwydd: you know the line I'm quoting, bambi?
Dexter Fong: Hmmm LOL? another joke goes over my head
Woody 1: goin' mobile.
Dexter Fong: been motile, goin' mobile
Bambi: yes, I think I do llan ... from Last Starfighter?
llanwydd: no, boom.bust
cease: read good article on woodstock that ended with the image of daltry on stage there, i think by dave marsh on huffpo
Bambi: ah, ok...Last Starfighter writers might have been Firesign Theatre fans :-)
cease: goin mobile was post woodstock, right? early 70s?
Woody 1: No it didn't, Dex. You Lol'd me but you didn't get it. It's like I was saying I moved at age 1 on my own. Get it.
llanwydd: II've watched "Woodstock" 7 or 8 times
Woody 1: Me 2
Dexter Fong: Woody: But that's what I "LOL"D" ...a one year old moving on his or her own 'cause of the family scene
cease: when i moved to ottawa, it was right after that and there were lots of kids there who'd been to woodstock
llanwydd: I've never seen a firesign video
cease: there are lots of them on youtube, llan
Woody 1: Datelinr Sunday was cool. Woodstock special.
cease: did you see it in quad in a theatre when it came out?
||||||||| BoomDotTween steps in at 9:38 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hi Tween
cease: never liked baez's voice, but her joe hill in quad in a theatre was astonishing
llanwydd: Hey Tween!
cease: hey tween
Woody 1: Then you got it. That's the joke. OK. We've established that. Moving on.
BoomDotTween: Evenin', just folks
Dexter Fong: Just evening back at you
Woody 1: Baez's voice was sort of typical of folk. She always reminded me of a singing nun.
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn gets out at 9:40 PM.
Dexter Fong: I used to slap my hand with a ruler every time I heard her
Merlyn: hullo
cease: i really liked judy collin's voice
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
cease: hey merl
cease: great to hear judy's Sunny Goodge Street on Harry Shearer's show recently
BoomDotTween: Hey Merl
Woody 1: Merl. I have to say I envy you about being able to see F.T.
BoomDotTween: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: I liked her after the sex change when she was Phil Collins
cease: lol dex
Dexter Fong: Played drums much better too
Woody 1: Judy Collins sort of on the edge for me, but I like her.
Woody 1: lol dex
Dexter Fong: afk fr
cease: her Thom thumb's Blues was the first time i'd ever heard a dylan song that well
cease: revolutionized my tolerance for his music
Dexter Fong: It's hot and humid here in NYC
BoomDotTween: Well, it do be August, Dex
cease: Sung that well
||||||||| Outside, the 9:44 PM bus from Roanoke pulls away, leaving Principalpoop coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
cease: scary thunder/lighting this morning here. dogs are freaked out
Principalpoop: poor dogs
cease: hi poop
Woody 1: Well. As usual, I'm making a sad departure from my cool friends at the chat. Got only short time with wifee in the eve and going to make hay while the sun shines. See ya.
Woody 1: Bye Principle.
cease: see you later, woody
Principalpoop: parting is such sweet sorrow
cease: all the best to your wife
BoomDotTween: Hey P
Principalpoop: shove off
Principalpoop: hi all, what is the rod?
BoomDotTween: Later, Woody
||||||||| Woody 1 runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Woody 1?! It's 9:45 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: Hiya Poop
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:46 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
Principalpoop: wb fong, i hope you brought enough for everyone
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Principalpoop: HI E
llanwydd: testing
cease: hi el
Dexter Fong: Hi E
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
Principalpoop: yes, your ISP got your check llan
BoomDotTween: Evenin' Mz E
Elayne: Can't stay long, too much to do, too tired to do it...
llanwydd: so where does nino have me tonight?
Dexter Fong: Troy llan
BoomDotTween: Troy, NY
cease: you ever heard any alan watts lectures, el?
llanwydd: the nearest he put me was troy, ny
Principalpoop: troy, how is helen?
Elayne: No, Cat.
llanwydd: that's about 100 miles south of me
BoomDotTween: They told her to go to helen hunt
cease: i watched a dvd someone leant fumiyo called Man in Nature, conversations with allan watts, plus cartoons, and it reminded me of firesign a lot
Dexter Fong: Isn't Allan Watts the Zen MASTER?
cease: i dont know if he was so much an influence as that milieu was
Dexter Fong: Believe you'r right Cat
Principalpoop: skip to milieu my darlin
Dexter Fong: Confluent Streams
cease: he called himself a zennist
BoomDotTween: Still have his book "The way Of Zen". Never got through the whole thing, but would like to.
Dexter Fong: Wonder if he'd take a look at my incisive comments
cease: had a great influence on ME. used to be on really late at night, maybe still is
cease: very much like ealry bergman radio shows
Principalpoop: Tao Tao Tao Now
cease: i find his books like firesign'
cease: movies vs albums. his voice is amazing
BoomDotTween: Mmmmmmm Radio Now
Dexter Fong: Out of print?
BoomDotTween: Don't think so
BoomDotTween: Radio Now, you mean?
cease: i'm sure you can go onlinbe and listen to his lectures endlessly.
Dexter Fong: Mayan theater?
BoomDotTween: You get sacrificed there
cease: wow, a promo!
llanwydd: yiukjhwer
Principalpoop: no llan no
llanwydd: ok,princ. I'll take your word for it
cease: is this the portland show?
Principalpoop: rub alladins lamp and see what appears
Dexter Fong: Is this NEW FST?
Principalpoop: give it a squeeze and see what emerges
Dexter Fong: Poop: An 8 inch pianist?
llanwydd: new fst?
BoomDotTween: A few years old
Bambi: hi princep
Bambi: hi elayne
llanwydd: there is nothing new, actually
Elayne: Hey Bambi.
Principalpoop: hi bambi, ah,clem, how are you guys doing?
Bambi: hey Tween
Bambi: hanging in there princep
Dexter Fong: Must be the Portalnd or Seattle or Whidbey Island show
Merlyn: This should be The Big, Big Broadcast of 2005: Radio's a Heartbreak
Bambi: been a rough week
BoomDotTween: http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/fithranolicd.html
Bambi: hey Merl
Principalpoop: ouch, courage
Bambi: Root is no longer with us
cease: any word on a dvd of the montery show, merl?
Elayne: I read about that, Bambi. My condolences.
llanwydd: got mail. brb
cease: are you part of the crew shooting the hollywood shows?
Merlyn: Haven't hread yet cat
Principalpoop: i heard last week, he was on borrowed time anyway, lasted a long time
Merlyn: I might be, I intend to be there and take my camera
Bambi: thanks Elayne
Dexter Fong: Tween: Thanks for the URL will have to do an inventory
Bambi: yes, he was a great cat, dog, monkey ...
cease: we heard his voice on your show, as i recall
Principalpoop: several times
BoomDotTween: lol Bambi
Bambi: yes, Root loved to hear his purrr amplified lol
Merlyn: Doesn't seem to be the Mayan theater, but the Marin Center in San Rafael
Merlyn: Feb 4, 2005
cease: no its the aladdin, merl
cease: long intro at begining
Dexter Fong: Marin...Mayan....It's all the same if you're a spanish explorer
Principalpoop: the rafael center of saint maya
cease: i could plug my mayan play here, but i wont bother
Merlyn: oh ok ca
cease: though austin is really funny in it
Principalpoop: may and who?
Merlyn: I was only going with Dex's hearing something like the mayan
Merlyn: cat*
cease: i just acquired a star
Principalpoop: i saw that, wow
BoomDotTween: Plug-away, cease :)
cease: did he say pits or tits?
Dexter Fong: Now at the Aladin theatre, an Ali Babba production of Everything you know about Allah is wrong
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: so did you bake or bbq root? is it too early to joke about it?
Elayne: Well, that's about it for me, sorry.
Elayne: Bye
Principalpoop: night E
||||||||| Elayne rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 10:01 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
BoomDotTween: They're selling the rights to stars now?
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
cease: sleep well, el
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu singe a cat...just like a squirrel
BoomDotTween: Way too early, P
Principalpoop: he would want us to keep enjoying life... not sit around and sob
Dexter Fong: Oh Yeah!!
Dexter Fong: How do you know!!!
Principalpoop: he did not sit around and remorse, he was active
Dexter Fong: I want everybody to commit suicide when I die....which of cxourse I'm not gonna
Principalpoop: part monkey
Dexter Fong: So you're all safe
Principalpoop: the new pynchon book was easy
Dexter Fong: Safe and sound and hungray
Bambi: R.I.P. Les Paul
BoomDotTween: Oh no!
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's kinda nice to hear
Principalpoop: paul mccartney died?
BoomDotTween: I was no happy to see in his Wiki page that he was still alive and kicking :(
Dexter Fong: I don't have the patience for books that you have to decipher
BoomDotTween: Les Paul, more Ringo?
Bambi: Yes, Les Paul, 94 died; complications severe pneumonia
Dexter Fong: And RIP Raschied Ali, Coltrane's last drummer
Principalpoop: i have started reading his against the day, it is more in the gravitys rainbow genre, cool
cease: he may outlive them all, poop
Principalpoop: i did not know he was still alive, wow and rip
Dexter Fong: If you really wanna see gravity's rainbow, you gotta get out there on the event horizon
cease: i read the book in 73. not a good book to hitchike with
Principalpoop: too big, should have brought jonathan livingstone seagull
Dexter Fong: I alway's found that one of Henry Miller's book was good for hitchin'
cease: although it could make being stuck in a boring part of nowhere seem interesting by comparison
Principalpoop: who wrote the fire island books?
Dexter Fong: Make it real compared to what!!! (he sand)
Dexter Fong: sang
cease: good song
Dexter Fong: Cat: Right up there with "Mississippi, Goddam!"
Principalpoop: were you looking for the zone cat?
cease: i have the les mccan and eddie harris version somewhere. should find it
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's the best a probably only version
cease: i didnt know we still had the llays
cease: i was listening to the brian auger version recently. also excellent
Dexter Fong: Even the govmint can't take our llays away from us
Dexter Fong: "You can have my llays when you pry them from my cold shrunken d.......er uh duck
Principalpoop: betcha cannot eat just one
BoomDotTween: Your potato chips?
ah,clem: only if you freeze it
Dexter Fong: Hey you guys as the oldest here, I gotta tell you, I just got my notice to appear before the "Death Panel"
Dexter Fong: I chose dor number 3
cease: be the first on your block to Beat the Reaper
BoomDotTween: lol
Principalpoop: i am on that panel, get your affairs in order fong
BoomDotTween: Palin is quite the clown
BoomDotTween: and I don't mean Michael
Dexter Fong: Poop: Okay, it'l take me about 20 or 40 years
cease: and i thought fighting clowns was just firesign album name
Principalpoop: I did not realize so many clones of glen beck had already been made...
Dexter Fong: Every body needs to read "Fight Your Inner Clown: by Slim Arbuckle
BoomDotTween: Sounds like fun, Dex
Dexter Fong: Underwritten by Coke
BoomDotTween: Slim Arbuckle sounds like a pen name, if I ever heard one
Principalpoop: my belt keeps shrinking
Dexter Fong: and Shilled by Billy Mays
cease: they almost make obscurity fun
Dexter Fong: That's a obscure reference Cat
Principalpoop: but it was fun
Dexter Fong: The first time yeah
cease: obscurity rapidly scuttles back where it belongs
Dexter Fong: Just out of vision
Dexter Fong: Like a rainbow on the event horizon
Principalpoop: tastes like pork
Dexter Fong: Smells like teen angst
Dexter Fong: Appease youuur nner teen ager
Principalpoop: angst and augers, all these a g s words for august?
Dexter Fong: If he's a clown, go for passive/aggressive
Dexter Fong: No Vember
BoomDotTween: No Vermbers allowed
Principalpoop: I will dex member you
Dexter Fong: Hex a dexmil
cease: how about vermeers?
Principalpoop: watch out for varmits
Dexter Fong: Vermeers? Fermeers? For mees??
BoomDotTween: Well folks, off to other things. It were fun, as always.
Dexter Fong: Night Tween
BoomDotTween: Everybody have a great week, and don't forget to support CNI Radio, without which, none of this would have been necessary...
Principalpoop: ciao tween, everything is going to be alright
||||||||| At 10:23 PM, BoomDotTween rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
cease: al the best, tween
Principalpoop: lots of reflections at your site cat
cease: thats what i'm doing these days, poop
Principalpoop: the marmelades sang that I think
cease: better a reflective image than reflecting on an image, as i always say
Principalpoop: mirrored
Principalpoop: try to say that 3 times fast
Principalpoop: you find extra syllables
Principalpoop: onan winky dinky
Bambi: hmmm
Principalpoop: ommmm
Bambi: did anyone else lose connection for a second?
Principalpoop: not yet
cease: no bambi
cease: and we had lighting stirkes here this morning. whole city was knocked out for a few minutes
ah,clem: whole city was knocked out? and it came back?
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong in through the front door at 10:30 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: took fong with it
cease: i dont know whole north van but all i could see from my window, clem
Principalpoop: and he is back
Dexter Fong: I got a serious time out and had to sit on the naughty step
Principalpoop: that happened often when i first moved in here, out for hours
ah,clem: the 12 hour ebola
Principalpoop: bola bola
Dexter Fong: E E
Principalpoop: way to go kwiosockwi way to go
Dexter Fong: Buckle Down Slim
Principalpoop: trim artbuckle down slim
Dexter Fong: Slim hops of the A-Bomb and trimsd slim
cease: i love the way he struggles to be a dj a this point
cease: welcome back fong
Principalpoop: fong won?
cease: tie juan on
Dexter Fong: Thanks C
||||||||| Otto Yamamoto sashays in at 10:35 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hey Yam
Principalpoop: oh otto
cease: yammy!
Bambi: hey Yammy
Otto Yamamoto: huillo
Otto Yamamoto: If I seem inattentive it's because I'm putzing w/mu iPod
Dexter Fong: The all new IPod Mu?
Otto Yamamoto: Yes
Principalpoop: did you say something? i was podding with my Iputz
Otto Yamamoto: TMI
Dexter Fong: I cast my pod upon the sea
Dexter Fong: Really attracts the grunion
Principalpoop: throw a towel over it fong
Dexter Fong: I threw a net over them, got over a 100 lbs o grunion
Dexter Fong: Most of em keepers
Principalpoop: grunions and onions, yum
Dexter Fong: ;ceot for the preganant females...you goota let em free
cease: something i'm unfamiliar with
Dexter Fong: pardon my scandihoovian accent
Dexter Fong: Cat: Think about a pring night at a placid beach on the ocean
Dexter Fong: spring
Dexter Fong: Full moon
Principalpoop: the runs cat
cease: we those right out my window
Dexter Fong: and them all them little fishes swarm ashore to listen to y podcast
cease: and you eat them?
Dexter Fong: They die with very high frequencyt
cease: are they like anchovies?
Dexter Fong: Cat: No, we freese them first
Principalpoop: no, anchovies are like grunions
cease: The firesonian fish
Merlyn: hey yamamoto, I see you got my message
Merlyn: or my massage, I forget
Dexter Fong: The Firesonian Fish museum and seafood restaurant
Principalpoop: onan fong
Principalpoop: oops onan M
cease: how many fish have been mentioned in firesign productions?
cease: catfish?
Dexter Fong: Poop: OPkay, I'm confused...who you talking to
cease: tuna, somewhere
Dexter Fong: snook
cease: are you in the massage buisness now, merl?
Dexter Fong: That's three
Principalpoop: huh?
cease: lots of "massage" parlours in a part of nearby town i was photographing in recently.
Dexter Fong: Did you have to undress Cat?
Merlyn: it's a public service massage
cease: one was called, Cloud 9. underneath it was a dog spa. you can do it doggie style while your dog is treated with style
cease: anyway i sent a pick of this place to austin.
Dexter Fong: Owoooo!
cease: y'all know his play Houseof LIttle Men, about his obsession with Cloud 9
Principalpoop: hey you, get off my cloud, woof woof
Dexter Fong: Poop: See that cloud up there? It looks like lassie, and she's under rin tin tin...or maybe Clifford
Dexter Fong: Ohhh!! The lightening strike
Principalpoop: they call him flipper, flipper, flipper, owner of all he sirvehs
Dexter Fong: The Rain!! She's a come
Principalpoop: a hole in the roof that keeps your mind from wandering fong?
cease: it's only Raining
Dexter Fong: It's the hole in the wall behind me that looks upon the ladies room here at Unconscious Village
cease: 2, 2, 2 beatles tunes in 1
Principalpoop: radio noir
Dexter Fong: How sad
Principalpoop: all night is ok
Dexter Fong: sure is
Principalpoop: all night long, all night long
Dexter Fong: Shucky darn
Dexter Fong: You'l be surprised by Stewie coming out of the closet
cease: i thought fox wont allow that, fong
Principalpoop: lots of them on fox already cat
Dexter Fong: See that cloud that looks like a fox! IT looks like Hitler upside down
cease: that episode, poop
Principalpoop: keep the government away from my medicare
Dexter Fong: As your primary HMO giver, I agree
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bunnyboy in through the front door at 10:53 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
Bunnyboy: From my cold, dead hands!
cease: no one ever lost a penny underestimarting the intelligence of the average amercan, quoth pt barnum? or was it Mencken?
Principalpoop: cold hands warm heart bunny, smile
Dexter Fong: Bunny: It's Paws1 Paws!!
Principalpoop: they both said it cat
cease: hi bun
Bunnyboy: RIP Les Paul.
Dexter Fong: Cat: It wzas Bernie madof
cease: but this one really Refreshes. speaking of which, need of cubes
Principalpoop: yes that would be you ahh, clem
Principalpoop: and it was, and is
Dexter Fong: and ever shall be
Dexter Fong: The greatest wrestler he ever lived
Principalpoop: the father son and holy ghost, booooo
ah,clem: good night everyone!
||||||||| "Hey ah,clem!" ... ah,clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:56 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Principalpoop: night, have a super week
Dexter Fong: Can't scare me, You guys took the last train to the coast
Principalpoop: i heard that
Dexter Fong: Night Clem,, sorry you had to leave so soon
Principalpoop: toad away
Bunnyboy: Night, clem!
Merlyn: nite all
Principalpoop: night M
Otto Yamamoto: night
||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 10:57 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..."
cease: all the best clem and bambi and your memories of root
Principalpoop: hold that bus, night all
||||||||| At 10:57 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Principalpoop!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn
Bambi: thanks Clem!
Bambi: thanks Cat
Bambi: sweet dreams! and don't get toad away!
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi and Poop
cease: night, poop
Bunnyboy: Nite, Merlyn!
Bambi: night Dex, Cat, Bunny, Yammy
cease: a virtual defenestration
Dexter Fong: Wish people would check in at the scorers table before they leave
Bunnyboy: Guess I'm tucking everyone in. Who wants a cookie, and a glass of water, and a story?
Bunnyboy: How about a cool link?
Bunnyboy: http://www.cartoonbrew.com/cartoon-culture/popeye-sings-looney-tunes-theme.html
Bambi: Night Merl, Princep
cease: leave the toads alone
Bunnyboy: Nite Poop!
Bambi: thanks Bunny
Dexter Fong: I' safely ensconced
Bambi: lol
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Guess I'll scuttle back to obscurity
cease: you'll never be obscure, dex
Dexter Fong: Night guys =)
Bunnyboy: Later, Dex!
Dexter Fong: I try though Cat
Otto Yamamoto: It's nice here in obscurity. Very quuiet.
Dexter Fong: Dennis Miller is my Idol and ideal
cease: you'.re all famous here. there are so few of us
cease: would the firesign be happier now if they were more famous?
Dexter Fong: lol
Dexter Fong: Cat: Probably
Dexter Fong: if it came with some money
cease: i wonder, dex
cease: money meaning in their personal bank accounts or money for projects, dex?
Dexter Fong: Well, they had a uniquely wonderful thing but they never could find a way to keep it goin
cease: how can you get to be their age, with what fame they've had plus all the other pleasures of long life, and not be profoundly happy?
Dexter Fong: Maybe some or eve3n all of them are...maybe it's just mmmy point of view =))
cease: its come and gone, dex. they're still doing it. that creates wonders for us all
Dexter Fong: I;m looking n from outside sound I can only hazard a geuss
cease: i read that cheechchong are featrured in some series on revolutionaries on some network i dont get
Dexter Fong: so i can
Bunnyboy: I'm loading up my new iPhone with digital goodies.
Otto Yamamoto: I have a few
cease: i saw them starting and recently and they are very funny, but in no way revolutionary. firesing more so. les paul, vastly more so
Dexter Fong: Kinda heard vague references to them reuniting but no specifics
Otto Yamamoto: but I can't upgrade the OS w/o Windows >P
Dexter Fong: Anyway i was gettin' out of here..see y'all next week
Otto Yamamoto: Happy Trails
cease: off you go, dex
cease: the ultimate stoned album, otto
Otto Yamamoto: I could use to be ultimately stoned
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: speaking of, read great article on hendriks, right after his woodstock show, in archived rolling stone article today
cease: you will be eventually, ottot
cease: sounds vaguely turkish
Bunnyboy: What's really fun is to review the actual setlists for Woodstock. Hendrix and Jefferson Airplane were dawn patrolers.
cease: you into the woodstock thing, bun?
cease: i hadnt thought of it in years
cease: but something that can concentrate rather positive thought to that extent is to be celebrated
Bunnyboy: Well, it certainly is historic. And fun.
Bunnyboy: But damn, what a buncha geezers now! ; )
Bunnyboy: I better throw Bunnette a fish. Have a swell week!
cease: you too bun
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 11:18 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..."
||||||||| Around 11:18 PM, Otto Yamamoto walks off into the sunset...
cease: off we fly
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| cease - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Dexter Fong
Otto Yamamoto
Woody 1
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"