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 September 03, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Astrology Buffy at Starfleet enters at 5:22 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: The exact moment of Mars at 5 degrees 37 minutes of Cancer square Mercury at 5 degrees 37 minutes of Libra will happen betwen 10:45 AM CDT and 10:46 AM CDT Thursday 09/03/09, Septemer 03 2009. You have until that time to prepare for that moment, when Mars in Cancer squares Mercury in Libra. Communications will be difficult at this time for friends as well as foes. At that time Jupiter at 9 Aquarius will be five degrees from Neptune at 24 Aquarius which will be five degrees from the Moon at 29 Aquarius and semisextile to Uranus in Pisces at 25 Pisces. The Moon at eleven degrees of Pisces goes (Full Moon) opposite the Sun at eleven degrees of Virgo at approximately 4:00 AM CDT September 04 2009, 09/04/09. Venus in Leo, near semisextile the Sun in Virgo, is near sextile to Mercury which is stopping to orbit retrograde (counterclockwise) for three weeks this month. Mercury at zero degrees in Libra will square Pluto in Capricorn again during that time, and again after going direct in early October. By that time retrograde Pluto in Capricorn will have begun normal clockwise orbit, going direct on 09/11/09. REPEATING: Mars in Cancer (05°37') exactly squares Mercury in Libra (05°37') sometime between 10:45 AM CDT and 10:46 AM CDT today 09/03/09. (Mars, ruler of fiery Aries in a water sign, Cancer, sign of the home square Mercury, ruler of Gemini and Virgo, the logical, in Libra, the sign of the judgemental scales of balance. For the moment they will be at odds. Use caution guarding all transmissions applying full power levels for twenty four hours, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 5:23 AM, exactly!"
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: Put in my tempus fugit machine forward engines to warp three speeds, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood puts in Astrology Buffy at Starfleet's tempus fugit machine forward engines to warp three speeds.
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: Catherwood, wear garlic.
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Astrology Buffy at Starfleet and inquires "Did you need me?"
||||||||| Catherwood says "5:29 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Astrology Buffy at Starfleet by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| 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 Astrology Buffy at Starfleet falls out at 5:31 AM.
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: Correction, Catherwood, place Jupiter at nineteen degrees of Aquarius.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Astrology Buffy at Starfleet
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: Correction to above places Jupiter at 19 Aquarius. Get it, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood gets it.
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: Thank you, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
Astrology Buffy at Starfleet: Catherwood, walk a mile in my shoes wearing garlic cloves and hoofs it.
||||||||| Catherwood miles in Astrology Buffy at Starfleet's shoes wearing garlic cloves and hoofs it.
||||||||| Astrology Buffy at Starfleet departs at 5:41 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:36 PM, then departs.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| At 8:38 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (8:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bambi inside, makes a note of the time (8:59 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bambi: hello dear friends
Bambi: hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
Bambi: and how are you this fine evening?
Dexter Fong: I am well thank you
Dexter Fong: And you?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 03, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Play that funky trumpet Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and yells "oh, fuck off Dexter Fong!"
Dexter Fong: My My, someones in a snit...and so early yet, already
Bambi: doing well
Bambi: lol
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a toasted almond, some wonderful salsa and tortillas
||||||||| Catherwood brings Bambi a toasted almond some wonderful salsa and tortillas.
Bambi: thank you Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're very welcome!"
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Tell clem that everyone is just me...at least for now
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:03 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
Dexter Fong: Hi clem
ah,clem: hi Dex, err, everyone
Bambi: hey Clem
Bambi: lol
Bambi: good stuff Clem :-)
||||||||| 9:05 PM: cease jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Dexter Fong: Hi cat
Bambi: hey Cat
||||||||| Catherwood escorts catherwydd in through the front door at 9:05 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
catherwydd: sdfghjk
Dexter Fong: Hey wydd
catherwydd: I declare the chatroom open
Bambi: hey llan
cease: lol, always a good start
cease: ah, mr. allen i presume
Bambi: LOL good one llan
catherwydd: oh, is woody here already?
||||||||| "9:07 PM? 9:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Elayne should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Elayne enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Bambi: hey Elayne :-)
catherwydd: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
cease: hi el
Bambi: hey I didn't get a comfy chair lol
Elayne: Hey Fran, Llan, Jimmy, Cat, Dex. Hey Dex, sorry we missed each other last Friday, wha' happened?
ah,clem: catherwood please give Bambi a comfy chair
||||||||| Catherwood brings bambi a comfy chair.
Bambi: ah, thank you
catherwydd: what's the recipe for a comfy chair?
ah,clem: Friday?
ah,clem: ah, that was for Dex
Elayne: Yeah, Jimmy, sorry to exclude all you non-New Yorkers.
Bambi: wood, lots of comfy batting, comfy material, tacks, hammer, springs, crunchy frogs...wait sans the crunchy frogs
catherwydd: lol
Bambi :-)
catherwydd: catherwood, pour me a roasted walnut
||||||||| Catherwood gives catherwydd a roasted walnut.
cease: is that a drink?
catherwydd: I hope so
ah,clem: like a toasted almond, but bigger and more well done, lol
catherwydd: if not I'll have to have coffee
Bambi: http://www.mypassionisbooks.com <<-- links to blogcritic reviews for Frank Muller and Citizen Jane
catherwydd: the nights are getting chilly these days
catherwydd: now that I think of it that sentence was poorly worded
cease: beautiful pic of books, bambi
Dexter Fong: wydd: I get night chills every day
catherwydd: lol
catherwydd: actually the mornings have been even colder
catherwydd: my place has good heat but I have forgone to use it sometimes
Bambi: thanks Cat
Elayne: It's amazing how it suddenly became autumn in New York like exactly on September 1.
catherwydd: actually 9/1 was the first day I noticed the leaves turning
ah,clem: "it's like the y know"
Elayne: Where are you again, Llan?
catherwydd: ticonderoga
Dexter Fong: wydd: If you sneak out at night with a powerful flashlight, you can catch the leaves turing
Dexter Fong: turning
Elayne: Oh wow, Llan, this is about the time of year I start yearning to drive upstate. Wish I had the vacation time (and that Robin had the money, he's still unemployed).
Bambi: same here Elayne in VA ... Sept 1 started autumn after being in the 90s the day before
Elayne: I think we may go up to New Paltz again later in the month, that's probably as far as I want to drive in a day.
cease: elm has blogspot never altered your pix?
Elayne: I wish Robin could drive, I hate going to New Paltz and not being able to partake of the wineries...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: good evening
catherwydd: Hey Princ!
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
Elayne: Cat, I've not had problems uploading there, but as I mentioned to you in email I manipulate (rotate, etc.) all my photos beforehand.
Elayne: Hey Prinpoop!
cease: hi poop
cease: bergmans ego is so annoying
cease: he's so much better with others than his mirror for a partner
Principalpoop: autumn or fall?
cease: yes i tried last night to send more squarish images. seemed to work
ah,clem: still a great piece
cease: the oddity is that i could submit a horizontal shot and be accepted, but when i tried verticle version of said, it was rejected.
catherwydd: sometimes I say fall, sometimes autumn, depending who I'm talking to
cease: i didnt like the editing
catherwydd: so, what you folks listening to?
Principalpoop: it sounds like steve allen talking now
Dexter Fong: We control the horizontal...We control the vertical....We control the squarish
cease: it is poop
Principalpoop: ahh that explains it
Dexter Fong: Poop and wydd: Steve Allen interviewing the FST
cease: i taped the show when it was broadcast in i think 93
Elayne: Robin and I are counting down the days until the remastered Beatles stuff comes out (on 09/09/09 along with the Rock Band stuff).
cease: why didnt everybody?
catherwydd: that must be interesting
cease: you are realy into the beatles, el?
Bambi: hey princep
Principalpoop: playstation or xbox?
Principalpoop: hi bambi
catherwydd: I wonder how familiar steve was with fst before the interview
catherwydd: he had to have heard of them of course
Elayne: Absolutely, Cat.
ah,clem: number 9, number 9, number 9,.....
Elayne: Prinpoop, I don't give a hoot about the Rock Band crap, I'm in it for the remastered DVDs. :)
cease: the beatles sure had an inspiring effect on the fireguys, even beyond bergmans desire for his own group
Dexter Fong: E: You got to get them in the original mono
Principalpoop: i plan to buy the whole system as an exercise machine
Elayne: Not that we can afford any of that anyway. I'll probably dip into my savings to buy it for Robin in December for his birthday/our anniversary/Christmas.
Elayne: Don't worry Dex, we will. Robin's quite the Beatles audiophile.
cease: read bio of lennon recently. not a bloke i'd care to know, but enjoyed a few of his tunes
Principalpoop: if I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true?
cease: knee jerk liberals, god bless us
Elayne: Pretty much how I feel, Cat. The boy had his problems.
Elayne: As for me, I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink....
Elayne: Now it's time to say goodnight... good night, sleep tight...
catherwydd: I didn't believe half of what I read in goldman's book
Principalpoop: have another cigarette and curse sir walter raleigh
Bambi: sleep well Elayen
Bambi: Elayne .. great to see you
Dexter Fong: E: Come on in thru the bathroom window then
Elayne: Dream sweet dreams for me, dream sweet dreams for you...
catherwydd: Nite Elayne
cease: sleep well, el
Elayne: And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
Dexter Fong: Night E
||||||||| Elayne is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 9:31 PM.
Principalpoop: I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
catherwydd: elayne never stays long, does she?
Dexter Fong: Wow: just like the Gong show
Principalpoop: tired after a long day at work
cease: she brought us into existence. she has other interests
catherwydd: so, why did steve allen interview FST? was he impressed with them or was he just doing his job?
Dexter Fong: Mom always liked you best Cat
Dexter Fong: wydd"
Dexter Fong: Allen always did what he liked to do
Principalpoop: professionals respecting each other, from what I hear so far
cease: it was for wisconsin npr, as i recall. i taped it off the seartl npr station, kuow, the university of wahsington station
cease: the 2nd hour, even more interesting, was fucked up. dont know if clem will play or not
cease: i forget to ask el if she knew about the george metesky diggers reff
cease: well put, poop
Dexter Fong: afkfr
||||||||| Merlyn steals in around 9:35 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Principalpoop: fine, now put it over there
cease: hey merl
Merlyn: hey people
Principalpoop: Hi M
catherwydd: Hi Merl
Bambi: uorewacm.mvx lol
Bambi: hey Merl
catherwydd: what does the mad bomber have to do with the diggers?
catherwydd: I doubt that he knew them
Bambi: the ghost of the Root cat was on my keyboard ... yeah... that was it
Principalpoop: brrr, give me a cold chill, like someone stepped on my grave
cease: just read bio of abbie hoffman called for the hell of it by jonah raskin
cease: it meniotns that the diggers would call themselves all george metedsy
catherwydd: there's a bloke I wouldn't have wanted to know
cease: both as annonymiyt tactic and id with his ideas and deeds
cease: indeed, cathwyd
Principalpoop: essentially hippies hehe
cease: but i do know his pal krassner, a more delightful man i could not name
cease: coiurse, i'm not very good with names
Principalpoop: you always got mine right cat...
cease: i'm glad you lads are getting to heat this
catherwydd: I'm a more delightful man than any of them. take my word
cease: it reminds me of some of the radio work i did. some actors would change lines, and it would be better, though a mistake
cease: no doubt, llan
Dexter Fong: ooohhh wydd: YOu at once interest and skeve me at the same time
catherwydd: lol
catherwydd: I understand that. when I do any sort of creative work I work with the mistakes
catherwydd: there is nothing more creative than making something out of nothing
Bambi: how true llan
Principalpoop: pause the tape ah, clem, the batteries in my headphones wore out
Bambi: lol princep
Dexter Fong: Poop: Switch to the steam-driven headphones
cease: what else is existence, lldd?
Bambi: sterling engine headphones?
Principalpoop: ok, start it up
Principalpoop: the 5th crazy guy
catherwydd: steam powered headphones? who do you think you are? Fulton?
Dexter Fong: Bambi: If you wish, but I prefer Allison straight twelve drive
cease: i owuld never have thought of austin as even a deist
Dexter Fong: There's so much torque it'l give you whiplash
Principalpoop: nothing from nothing leaves nothing, you got to have something, if you want to dance with me, billy preston
Bambi: well, I was thinking that the sterling engine should just keep going
cease: he really misses the beatles, poop
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop: I've got a nickel!!
Principalpoop: yes, I need a hybrid
catherwydd: oh, yeah, billy preston. he was one of the beatles
cease: weight for me
Dexter Fong: Cat: One Ton?
cease: his piano on the roof probably the peek of his career
cease: get back, indeed
catherwydd: is that a pun?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:46 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Yes
Bambi: hey Bunny
Bunnyboy: What's all this hoobrabra?
Principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
catherwydd: Hey BB
cease: hi bun. have a pun
cease: they are in abundance
Principalpoop: hoo brabra? bra bra bra
Bunnyboy: No, thanks. Already have won.
cease: Who has two bras?
Dexter Fong: My God!!!! Cwood is armed, he has a pun detector or the PT as we call it in the trade
Bambi: you may already have won? did Ed's ghost visit you?
Bunnyboy: If you say "bra-ha-ha", you'll sound like Boris Badenov.
catherwydd: I had never heard the word "brouhaha" before I heard Nick Danger
catherwydd: I heard it in high school
Bunnyboy: How 'bout melee?
Principalpoop: boris karloff, braahh ahh ahh
Dexter Fong: Wydd: You'd have heard it if you were ever in a Donnybrook
catherwydd: I got malay melee
Bunnyboy: Count Blah (blah!)
catherwydd: it sounded like "blow ha ha"
Principalpoop: a melody is like a pretty girl, huh?
Bunnyboy: I just ordered up some kitchy treats.
Dexter Fong: Thar she blow, argh argh
Principalpoop: smegh head
Bunnyboy: 2nd volume of Beany and Cecil DVD, 1001 Classic Commercials...
cease: hows it going, bun?
catherwydd: my that's a blast from the past
catherwydd: I used to watch that
Bunnyboy: An Alan Reed bio, June Foray's new autobiography, and a history of Total Television, the producers of Underdog, King Leonardo, etc.
catherwydd: I thought it was neat because that was my grandfather's name
catherwydd: not beany
Dexter Fong: Strange name" notbeanie
Bunnyboy: I believe all three books are published by Bear Manor, the publisher of Ossman's last 2 books.
catherwydd: LOL
Dexter Fong: or is it Knot Beanie
cease: are you here, merl?
catherwydd: Dex you're the greatest wit since groucho
Principalpoop: this interview is fascinating
catherwydd: but john greenleaf was whittier
cease: i wonder if anyohne remember the diggers caling themsleves goerge metesky?
cease: dex?
Dexter Fong: Who you callin' grouchy, git off my lawn afor I call your parents
cease: el didnt answer and she wuld have been in nyc at tht time of him, as i recall.
cease: my question is whether that ref was just in Life in the Day?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I donnu
cease: if so, was it a diggers ref or the mad bomber ref?
Bunnyboy: My iPhone is a blessed curse.
cease: a lot of their humour in the mushroom pieces seemed to be aimed at the audience in the club
Dexter Fong: Cat: YOur guess is as good etc
catherwydd: I only remember a metesky reference near the end of 2 Places
Bunnyboy: It makes me want to fill it with sonic archival material.
cease: bergman used to ref and interview diggers a lot in those days
cease: it was very much part of their milieu
catherwydd: I don't remember anything about the diggers
cease: good work llan
Bunnyboy: PB performed in Mt. Shasta last night.
cease: thats what i wanted. i thought it was in dwarf
cease: what do you know of the show, bun?
catherwydd: of course in dwarf there was mudheadsky which may have been a reference
cease: the hopi mudheads, for example
Bambi: could be llan
cease: "indians" was a flavour of the year for the lads
Dexter Fong: Must away fro parking be back soonest
Bunnyboy: cat: Poster says "Seeing 2020: Sneaking Into the Future."
catherwydd: parking is such sweet sorrow
Principalpoop: same year that marlon brando sent an indian to pick up his oscar?
catherwydd: wasn't that a joke?
Principalpoop: was what a joke?
catherwydd: sasheen littlefeather
cease: of oxnard?
cease: i dont think we'll be seeing the hsow on line soon, bun
cease: bergman wants to make some money for it
cease: great he's still making new stuff
Bunnyboy: cat: Vid On Demand, there's $$$ there.
cease: yes allen's talk here about those kind of in jokes explains so much of their humour
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: i thikn the firesign are looking to make money doing someithing
||||||||| Mudhead steals in around 10:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
catherwydd: thank you cathy
catherwydd: Hey Mudhead
Bambi: it's very interesting for sure Cat
Mudhead: Hello Dear Friends
Bambi: hey Mudhead
Principalpoop: hey mudhey
cease: hi mud
Mudhead: Sorry havent been round, actually I'm rotund
catherwydd: be there or be round
Bunnyboy: Hiya, Mud!
Principalpoop: rotund the barrel
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh, clem
Bunnyboy: And we're rotten, to the corp.
catherwydd: poor corp
Mudhead: Oompa, Oompa
Bunnyboy: My servants are in those barrels!
Bambi: great to see you Mudhead
catherwydd: hear him rant
Mudhead: My servants now
catherwydd: luckier than we
Mudhead: Thursday nights are very busy this summer
catherwydd: catherwood, make us a seven-course meal
||||||||| Catherwood gets us a seven-course meal.
catherwydd: Cool!
Mudhead: Oh, I couldnt touch a single thing
catherwydd: Tween is conspicuously absent
Mudhead: Don't touch me
catherwydd: I'm only the piano player
Principalpoop: where is my 10 foot pole?
Mudhead: They grow em big over there
Principalpoop: tall as a bean pole
ah,clem: throw a towell over it
catherwydd: fiughyjtkr
Principalpoop: do some push-ups pablo
Principalpoop: I am glad I changed my batteries, otherwise I would think they are going bad lol
cease: are you listening to cni, all?
catherwydd: not i
Mudhead: When batteries went bad! A new crimestopper from Nick Danger
cease: allen's mohter was the queen of vaudville, as i recall
catherwydd: gracie
cease: allen is talking aobut requirements for vaudville performers
catherwydd: everyone and his mother's name is allen
Mudhead: Mines Jean
cease: steve allen
Principalpoop: everyone and his brother
catherwydd: every mother's brother
catherwydd: and one half dozen the other
Principalpoop: a bakers dozen
cease: dean or bobby?
Bambi: george and gracie were great
Principalpoop: krispy kreme
Mudhead: lights on!
Mudhead: woohoo
catherwydd: how much is a baker's half dozen?
Principalpoop scampers
Mudhead: my thighs are increasing as I think of those warm morsels of heaven
cease: timbits
Principalpoop: 3 dollars not including tax
cease: what in your country would be called donut holes
Mudhead: we have tim here
catherwydd: cat, they were originally called dunkin munchkins
cease: where, mud?
Mudhead: Groton, Waterford CT
cease: i do not eat sweets. i know of these things only from fleeting commercials before i can hit the remote mute
Principalpoop: no sweets? just 1 pound of refined sugar in your sangria
cease: what happend to peter?
Mudhead: Krispy Kremes are my favorite
catherwydd: you know the only time I hit the mute button is when ben bailey says RED LIGHT CHALLENGE!!!! I like the show but I can't stand that loud voice
cease: i think a us company bought tim and opened some restaurants in the usa but i heard it wasnt a big success. not a cultural icon like here
Mudhead: the coffee sucked
Principalpoop: lower your voice ben bailey, lower your voice today
cease: apparently he was some hockey player.
catherwydd: lol
Mudhead: Tim Horton...thats it
Bambi: krispy kreme is big in this area of va
cease: hockey has less than zero interest for me
Bambi: dunkin' donuts coffee better
Dexter Fong: CNI just disappeared
Mudhead: sounds like the US lending rate for the banks
Merlyn: I just started CNI, it's ok
Merlyn: for me
cease: if i think virginia, i think fatty food, bambi
Mudhead: zero interest
Principalpoop: lots better now M, it was in and out
cease: yes, what happened to steve and the lads?
Mudhead: I'm listening, its fine
Mudhead: hi Merlyn
catherwydd: I'm familiar with virginia cuisine, by that I don't mean fast food
Dexter Fong: I just relaoded page clicked on cni and reloaded page all is well
ah,clem: server reports ok
Bambi: should be right back ... looks like we reconnected :-(
Principalpoop: i still have it
catherwydd: what I have had is not very fatty
Dexter Fong: You sure do! Poop
Principalpoop: oh you fong
Mudhead: can I get it?
cease: ok i just reloaded cni now it works fine
Bambi: good deal princep ... maybe it was a very quick thing
Dexter Fong: Cat: The George Metesky reference is definitely in Dwarf
cease: the one meal i can recall i head in norfolk in 64 was an excellent piece of prime rib. my parents were Way into beef in those days
cease: oh wow, is this edited from part 2, clem?
catherwydd: I used to like prime rib and london broil
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yjey gotta a lot of Oysters in Norfolk
Mudhead: brb
cease: yes i didnt run ths thru the clicks ands pops filter
Principalpoop: ok mud
catherwydd: believe it or not, I decided a few weeks ago to stop eating meat
catherwydd: for all kinds of reasons
Bambi: I prefer eating at home and make our own food
cease: good for you, llan
Principalpoop: good, more for me, thanks llan
cease: you eat your finger nails, bambi?
cease: i eat what i can
Bambi: between Clem and me, we both enjoy cooking and make healthier food than can get in restaurants
catherwydd: I don't know if I will completely forgo scallops and clams
cease: good for you , bambi
catherwydd: I was inspired to do that when I had beef curry in an indian restaurant a few weeks ago
catherwydd: it was just awful
cease: Fumyo is a fine chef, but we eat very differnt food
Mudhead: I eat seafood, I see food, I eat it
Dexter Fong: wydd: Don't eat only fish for a lengthy time as *all* fish now contain mercury
Bambi: that does make it difficult cat
Principalpoop: you type faster than me mudhead
catherwydd: meat is incredibly full of cholestrol and I have to watch mine
Bambi: heard that llan
Principalpoop: it was not beef, that was cat, or dog, that is why
Bambi: sad about the fish isn't it
Mudhead: I'm hopin my corpse can be used as a thermometer
catherwydd: I could live on low-fat cottage cheese though
Bambi: lol Mudhead
Principalpoop: my chicken of the sea tuna too?
Dexter Fong: Bambi" On the other hand, soon we can use fish as thermometers
Bambi: depends on where it comes from princep
Principalpoop: no tuna fish with mayo on white bread? what is the point of living?
Mudhead: I'm thinkin of findin that plastic Island floatin in the Pacific and claim it
Mudhead: I claim this stinkin island
Bambi: well, apparently you can have fish once a week ... maybe friday? ;-)
catherwydd: what if the plastic island get punctured? then you would sink
Principalpoop: think of it as wonderful manmade floating reef
cease: its great to hear protor admit to being stoned
Principalpoop: once a week is enough
cease: high= high energy
Dexter Fong: Mud: lol
catherwydd: so, where's tween and stones and bubba and kend and hersh?
ah,clem: yes, need to find a better copy of part 2, but a great piece
cease: i gues they have something else to do, llan
Bambi: sleepin'?
Principalpoop: teachers pet is calling the roll, neener neener neener
Dexter Fong: and wake, and Roto, and....and....(weeping sounds)
cease: good work, clem
catherwydd: tween got around to sending me a ton of emails so why can't he stop in here?
Dexter Fong: CLEM: I would humbly beseech you to put this interview into regular rotation
Dexter Fong: Maybe you could do part one one week, and part to the next
catherwydd: my goodness, I forgot wake and roto and dave
cease: i can send this file to you, dex
catherwydd: of course stones usually comes in late
Mudhead: and E
cease: maybe you can find better software to fix part 2 than i have
Principalpoop: you forgot to wake roto?
ah,clem: never been "beseeched" before...
Dexter Fong: I'm thinking that some people came late, some left early, some weren't here, and I had to leave in the middle
cease: yes, many are missing, llan
ah,clem: well, the fading is not fixable
catherwydd: no, e was here before you came in mud
cease: seems like a good time for serious vacationing,
cease: no, smaller than usual turn out
Bambi: where's your school spirit?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I don't know noffin' bout that stuff
Principalpoop: in the rumble seat, want a snort?
Bambi: very good piece regardless of the fading
cease: no vacatins for you? dex?
Mudhead: bottle in the rumble seat Bambi
Bambi :-)
Dexter Fong: Poop: Not here! I'm NOT going to sniff your rumble seat
cease: i hope my vacation doesnt end prematurely
Mudhead: Catherwood give Bambi a sort of my school spirit
||||||||| Catherwood gets bambi a sort of my school spirit.
Bambi: thanks Mudhead :-)
Dexter Fong: Cat: Some time off in September and November
Principalpoop: take a whiff on me
catherwydd: we are spirits of a different sort - shakespeare
Bambi: vacation? what's that? ;-)
cease: mudhead was a lot of fun to assay
Principalpoop: sorta kinda
cease: how many people can use the word assay in a conversation/
Bambi: well that's a horse of a different color
catherwydd: lol bambi
Principalpoop: 5 cat
cease: will you be able to vacate for a day or 2 if i come to nyc next may, dex?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't know about you, but my ass say"Back off"
Dexter Fong: Cat: Absolutely
cease: good to hear
cease: indigenous?
Dexter Fong: No, I'm relatively calm
cease: attetion, the myna bird on Island
Dexter Fong: Does this mean six more weeks of Autumn
cease: this is a profund observation, by austin
cease: being enterained by radio, vs image
cease: have you not read Island, by aldous huxley, dex?
Dexter Fong: "Theater of the Imagination"
cease: a great book
cease: i see its influence on the firesign
Dexter Fong: Cat: NO but.....
cease: from an earier era, when the visual world was not commercialized, shall we say
Dexter Fong: I have read all ten books in the "Dresden Files" by Ji, Bitcjer...in 6 weeks
Bambi: Qualitative or quantitative analysis of a metal or ore to determine its components ... assay
Dexter Fong: Jim Butcher
cease: good for you, dex. what did you learn from this endeavour?
Mudhead: video wasn't media
Principalpoop: i am 3/4s into against the day
Dexter Fong: Pure enjoyment and escapism Cat
||||||||| Bambino waltzes in at 10:47 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: always a goo dthing, dex.
Dexter Fong: Keep going poop, you're almost there
Principalpoop: assay assay assay mister bones
cease: if the firesign werent amusing each other, they would never had done theri stuff
ah,clem: she is beside herself
Bambino: lol
Principalpoop: the Babe!
Bambino: lol
cease: blind televiosion
catherwydd: don't be mean to bambino
cease: where is dave when we need him?
Dexter Fong: Cat: But then, in an alterative universe, maybe George and the Diggers were doing it
Bambino: well, Merl is busy or I would ask him to kill my ghost so I could grab my nick again ... wouldn't let me 'login in anyway' like it offers
cease: i forget to mentnio to elayne, dex, you remember my tale of bill lee, famous stoned baseball player?
Bunnyboy: Catherwood, kill Bambi's ghost.
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bunnyboy and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes
Bambino: lol Bunny
cease: http://www.straight.com/article-249215/spaceman-lands-nat
catherwydd: apparently catherwood is not programmed to kill
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to catherwydd and inquires "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Bambino: well, I think only Merl is 007 here
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please bring youself a dose of poison
||||||||| Catherwood brings youself a dose of poison.
ah,clem: don't think it a ghost, but another computer
cease: so i'm 2 degrees of separation from toking with your previous emperor. thatr's scary
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's why I read the Dresden Files
cease: i dont think merl is a spy, bambi.
Dexter Fong: Bambi: ON the other hand he's not a youngster, not as spy as he used to be
cease: did you see the flick slaugtherhouse 5, dex?
cease: prague stands in for dresden
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Bambeeepc', just granted probation at 10:53 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: because of those images, i yearn to see prague.
cease: it aint the food
Dexter Fong: Ah..However, the name Dresden refers to Harry Dresden, not the city
Bambeeepc: nope, this is 'nuther computer lol
Merlyn: should I kill off the other bambino?
cease: bergman calls the reagan era hard, hard times
Principalpoop: the deer are breeding like rabbits
cease: compared to what, what people are living wiht in afghanistan?
Bambeeepc: actually need to kill of bambi so I can get bk in
Bambeeepc: as bambi
Bambeeepc: lol
Dexter Fong: Cat: They were for a lot of people
||||||||| "Hey Bambino!" ... Bambino turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Bambi at 10:55 PM
||||||||| 10:55 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
catherwydd: hard hard times for who?
cease: i spent most of the 80s in japan. its always right wing there
Bambi: there we go ... thanks Merl :-)
cease: maybe new guy may be a shade to the left, but his wife thinks she went to venus.
Merlyn: how about those new elections in Japan, cat?
Bunnyboy: She's herself again!
Merlyn: yeah, I read that
cease: even ronnie's astrologer wouldbnt reccommend saying that in public
catherwydd: maybe she did
Bambeeepc ::-)
Mudhead: fine article
catherwydd: she probably got her kimono singed
Dexter Fong: Wydd: People earning low or minimal wages, single family mothers trying to keep things together....the Air Traffic Controllers Union was busted
cease: i'm optimistic, merl. any change, well almost any, would be good
catherwydd: believe me, I remember the 80s
Dexter Fong: Bambi had herself shot
cease: we want our family there to prosper
Mudhead: I'm still in therapy, I want to forget them
cease: i was in my 30s in the 80s. it was hardly a time of rebellion
Dexter Fong: Mud: Forget wwhat??
Mudhead: exactly
Dexter Fong: huh?
Dexter Fong wonders what we were talking about
catherwydd: reagan was the first president I ever voted for. I did regret it later
Principalpoop: were? what are we talking about?
catherwydd: if I had known what he was going to do in lybia, I would have voted for carter
Dexter Fong: Vote in haste...regret in leisure
cease: i love how open bergman is here about the agitprop natrtue of fiestgin
Bambeeepc: thanks Clem ... great show ... hadn't heard that
Bambeeepc: thanks for providing it Cat
catherwydd: carter was a good president in retrospect
cease: they had a point. get out of vietnam, turn your back on reagan, etc
Merlyn: on wisconsin!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: fiestgin!
Merlyn: the gin that makes you fiesty!
Dexter Fong: Thanks Clem, I hadn't heard it either, andgrats on the restoration of the damaged section
Mudhead: omgosh
Dexter Fong: It was great!!
Principalpoop: Dyslexitics untie!
cease: i was tesching iranian and nicaraguan students in vancouver when carter was pres
Bambeeepc: wait, maybe it's not over lol
cease: thanks to carter, their govts werent immediately invaded as i suspect reagan would hae done
Principalpoop: that was fun, I enjoyed it too, thanks
Principalpoop: toad away
Dexter Fong: Wer you on a submarine, Cat?
cease: thanks for the show, clem
Dexter Fong: God bless also clem
catherwydd: I didn't get a chance to vote in 84 or 88 just by coincidence and I made the mistake of voting for perot in 92
ah,clem: my pleasure, have a great night all
Principalpoop: we all live on a yellow submarine
||||||||| At 11:03 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Bambeeepc: mucho gusto
Merlyn: you too clem, thanks agin
catherwydd: Nite Clem
Merlyn: I'm going to tow away too
Dexter Fong: Poop: Oh Yeah! What section you in?
Principalpoop: near the tubes hehe
catherwydd: better to live in it than on it, princ
||||||||| Merlyn hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 11:03 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
catherwydd: Nite Merl
Bambeeepc: me too....have a great week
cease: by merl
Bambeeepc: see ya next time
Dexter Fong: Poop: Surfer eh?
Bunnyboy: Thanks for the feed, clem.
Principalpoop: geebers, the bus rush
catherwydd: Nite Bambi
||||||||| Bambeeepc hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bambeeepc?! It's 11:04 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Bunnyboy: Oh, bye Merl!
cease: by bambi
catherwydd: well at least there are only bozos on it
Principalpoop: tubular bells actually
Dexter Fong: Night yall's
Bunnyboy: ...and Bamboozled!
Principalpoop: ciaoo, have a super week
||||||||| 11:04 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Bambi: nytol folks! Great to see you all!
Bambi: till next time again...
Dexter Fong: Tubular Beellies...mmmmm
Dexter Fong: Oops, Beeties
catherwydd: you know I heard that album for the first time only recently
cease: realy, llna
catherwydd: I bought it from CDUniverse.com
Dexter Fong: Tre Retro, Wydd
catherwydd: I had been hearing great things about Mike Oldfield so I figured start at the beginning
Dexter Fong snaps his fingers in a Zorro movement
catherwydd: it's pretty cool actually
Dexter Fong: Wydd: Yes it is
cease: it was very popiular in its era
catherwydd: except that silly sailor's hornpipe at the end
Dexter Fong: A veritable cult following
Bunnyboy: The 1990s Tubular Bells is fun, too.
catherwydd: I counted. he plays it eleven times
Bunnyboy: And OMMADAWN.
Mudhead: I'm outty folks, hope to see you next week
Dexter Fong wonders if Wydd is now a "cultist"?
Mudhead: g'nite all
cease: see you then, mud
||||||||| At 11:08 PM, Mudhead vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
catherwydd: ommadawn seems to be his most respected recording but I figured start at the beginning
Dexter Fong: Hope so too, Mud
Bunnyboy: Bonzo connection: Viv Stanshall is the "musical announcer" on TUBULAR BELLS.
catherwydd: "glockenspiel"
Bunnyboy: Sort of a "straight" version of the "Intro/Outro" piece.
Dexter Fong: Bunny, how long have you been a "shadow" member of the Smithsonian
Bunnyboy: Do you "think" I "use" "enough" "quotes"?
Dexter Fong: Never heard the "gay" version
catherwydd: a glockenspiel IS tubular bells
Dexter Fong: Nix Wydd
Dexter Fong: Glock is either a small Xykaphone or a Gernab hand gub
Bunnyboy: Actually, a glockenspiel is like a small xylophone, that you carry.
cease: depends on what you mean by enough, bun
Bunnyboy: Marching bands use them. There also used in Supertramp's DREAMER, and FST's DWARF and BOZOS.
Dexter Fong: Depends on what you *mean* by "Bun"
catherwydd: sorry, I was thinking of something else
Bunnyboy: What DO I mean by Bun?
cease: dreamer uses quotes?
Dexter Fong: Tubular Bells are pipe length of different material and different lengths
cease: im too lazy to type your whole name, bunnyboy
Bunnyboy: Tubular bells are chimes. Hollow metal rods.
Bunnyboy: Thass okay, c.
Dexter Fong: Wydd: For instance..."BONG!!!" and "Bing....."
cease: in linguistics its called lassitude. the tongue's desire to find the quickest way to meanig
Bunnyboy: Mit a bang, mit a boom...
Bunnyboy: ...mit a bing...
cease: sounds like a place i'd find tony soprano
Bunnyboy: Thnnyahhh...
Dexter Fong: Cat: You all been in Lassitude??? I never met her...she always over at Hilario's
catherwydd: well, I'm heading out. most likely see you next week
cease: its odd to see it in play in typing
cease: but the same idea applies
Dexter Fong: Night Wyded
cease: you too , wyd
cease: i think oven upstairs has heated enough to insert spinache pizza.
cease: adios, and other toppings
Dexter Fong: Night Cat =)
||||||||| cease leaves at 11:17 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Dexter Fong: Anybody really here?
Dexter Fong: Nobody?
Dexter Fong: Okay!!
Dexter Fong: This message is for FireBroiled
Dexter Fong: Have not had contact with you for several weeks...New key code is 57RG...
Dexter Fong: ALSO
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: SDtay awa y from the "tailor", he may have been compromised with DresdeN
Dexter Fong: This is New London, signing Off..."o" "f" "f"
Bunnyboy: Gotta fly, gotta buzz!
||||||||| Bunnyboy is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 11:25 PM.
||||||||| 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 the fiddlers
||||||||| catherwydd - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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."

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