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 December 03, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "7:45 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Elmertown."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| ah,clem says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, ah,clem exits at 7:45 PM.
||||||||| Hemlock Stones sashays in at 8:59 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:00 PM, dragging AbominableSnowTween by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
AbominableSnowTween: Hello Stones, clem
Hemlock Stones: Greetins Sir Tween
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 03, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| "9:01 PM? 9:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bambi should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bambi enters and sits on the divan.
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends :-)
AbominableSnowTween: Hello Deer Person
Bambi :-)
Bambi: how's the weather in TX and across the Pond?
||||||||| Catherwood leads c's inside, makes a note of the time (9:02 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Hemlock Stones: Hello mon ami
||||||||| Dexter Fong steals in around 9:03 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bambi: hey Stones, how's it going and how's Honey doing?
Bambi: hey Cat, Dex
Dexter Fong: Hello my pretties
c's: deer, stones, tween
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:03 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Hemlock Stones: Here its a chill north west wind carrying sleet and snow showers from time to time, fairly normal weather for December in Britland
AbominableSnowTween: Hey Dex, c
AbominableSnowTween: Evenin' P
Principalpoop: good even ing
Dexter Fong: Hi Tween, Bambi, Cat, Stones old fellow, and poop
c's: dex, poop
Hemlock Stones: If you have not seen this animated talk about waste you might like to see it and pass it on to others
Hemlock Stones: http://www.storyofstuff.com/
Principalpoop: what is the rod?
AbominableSnowTween: We're supposed to get 1/2" of snow tomorrow in Austin
c's: yeah i saw that awhile ago, stones
AbominableSnowTween: That's ridiculous for us
c's: a rob?
Bambi: hey princep
Dexter Fong: Waist not, want knot
c's: we expect snow in van tomorrow too, tween
c's: bummer as i have to drive somewhere
Principalpoop: not bob, or nob
Bambi: sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
c's: spoil the rod, save the child
Bambi: eeek!
Principalpoop: the future is now
c's: but i live in canada. we expect it, kinda
Dexter Fong: a mouse?
Bambi: they were calling for snow saturday here too
||||||||| ah,clem steps in at 9:05 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
c's: when F was in japan, it snowed up the mountains where i take the big dog for a walk
Dexter Fong: Hi clem
Bambi: but I can't imagine it would be very much
Bambi: hey Clem
Principalpoop: wb ah clem
ah,clem: hi all
c's: its the clem voice
Hemlock Stones: I was hoping to meet up with Honey in here tonight but she had other places to go first so maybe the weather has intervened as it tends to at 8,000 feet
Principalpoop: what color should I follow?
ah,clem: yellow
Hemlock Stones: Green Please, PP
c's: you can hear me jumping?
Principalpoop: ahh no color line, it is mushrooms
c's: speaking of live firesign
c's: i just got my tix for the whidbey shows
ah,clem: cool, Cat
Principalpoop: watch out for ticks
c's: i think very coold, clem. its in january
Hemlock Stones: has someone left a clock in here ?
Principalpoop: whimby? nooo
c's: i got tix for me and merl. the offered us the front row. that does not bode well
c's: apparently ticket sales are light for friday night. better for saturday, but not that much better
ah,clem: whidbey shows will likely be indoors, Cat, lol
Principalpoop: why not bode well? you intend to heckle?
Hemlock Stones: is it policemen on ice skates again ?
c's: i spoke to ossman on the phone and he knew of someone who wanted to come see the shows from rhode island. i thought maybe klok had come back from the dead, but perhapds not
Principalpoop: then M must jeckle
Bambi: 9:09PM ET here
Bambi: what time is it Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:10 PM"
Principalpoop: aushwitz, the musical?
c's: poop, you'd think their shows would sell out. it's been advertised for a month now, and we stil got front row seats. does that bode well to you? it sure didnt to ossman
Bambi -)
c's: springtime for hilter and germany
Bambi :-)
Principalpoop: seattle people wait for the last minute
ah,clem: perhaps they saved you a seat?
c's: that's what Fumiyo predicts. maybe bunny can illuminate us
c's: yeah we got 2 seats for both shows, clem
Hemlock Stones: what happens in the last minute Poopo ?
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour everyone their favorite lovely beverage
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone their favorite lovely beverage.
c's: langley is a long way from anywhere
Principalpoop: they decide to go do something
Bambi: please pour me a toasted almond Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi a toasted almond.
Bambi: thank you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "Just doing my job!"
Bambi: lol
c's: i'm drinking a glass of red roof cidre, my fave
Principalpoop: fat city or bat city?
ah,clem: should be: "Just doing my job, madam!"
c's: bat city
Dexter Fong: I'm drinking some Ukrainian vodka and smoking some dope. my fave
Principalpoop: stoned city for fong
ah,clem: is it a hard red roof?
Dexter Fong: City of Stones
Hemlock Stones: You'reunder arrest again Fong
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: You have no authority here Stones, and damn little wherever you are
c's: i just had a tuna pot pie.
Hemlock Stones: lol
c's: its effects slowly percolate in
Bambi: that doping compound should likely be put to better use on making some new chips
Dexter Fong: Oooh! Yellow tale chronic
c's: you know ny comedian marc maron?
Principalpoop: armenian string cheese
c's: was on air america for several years, now has podcast
Dexter Fong: Maroon?
Hemlock Stones: that must be painful for him, has he got medicare ?
c's: i found out last night from facebook that he was performiong at a theatre a few blocks from my house. walking distance, even in this weather
c's: wouold have loved to attend the show, but found out about it while it was already on
Principalpoop: ahhh the theatre, I love the theatre, next to the theater
c's: marc maron. he holds the record for most appearances on conan. did some fine radio work too
c's: bacvk to firesign news, ossman told me to hustle everyone to attend his whidbey shows and now i know why, having talked to box office last nigtt
c's: austin was complaining that whidbey was a cheap ticket venue but $35 for langley is a lot
Dexter Fong: Cat: Is it just me, or does anyone think the venue (Whidbey) is rather out of the way?
c's: if bunny and others can ferry in from seattle, not too bad, but yeah it is, dex
Principalpoop: not as the crow flies
c's: i dont know when the last ferry leaves but not so late
ah,clem: it is for folks on the east coast, ;)
Hemlock Stones: do crows get in free by arrangement ?
Bambi: very far for us on the right coast
Dexter Fong: Crow flies!? Then is worse'n blue trail flies
c's: i remember merl scampering off to ferry proc and melinda to the ferry shortly after their 05 show
c's: lol bambi
Bambi :-)
Principalpoop: blue trail flies doodah doodah
||||||||| 9:21 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
llanwydd: howdy
Principalpoop: there is llan
Dexter Fong: Enter Ilanwydd
Hemlock Stones: ah Don Van Vliet, good to hear
Bambi: hey llan
Hemlock Stones: Hi llan
Bambi: Stones did you say how Honey was and I missed it?
Principalpoop: no crows have to the pay the same price as microbes
Dexter Fong: Stones said honey was high.....real high.........above 8000 feet
Hemlock Stones: Her health is better thanks Bambi but she is suffering the recession in isolated splendour like many of us
Principalpoop: that is 4000 people give or take a couple of amputees
llanwydd: crows and microbes. sounds like the title of a woody allen film
Dexter Fong: Are remember Microbe STONES
Bambi: heard that Stones
Dexter Fong: ah the caps start early tonight
Hemlock Stones: And i thought it was just clouds, Fongster
Bambi: but happy to hear her health is better ... that's something anyway
llanwydd: stone the microbes
Hemlock Stones: ah a microbe, thats a tiny little dressing gown isnt it ?
Dexter Fong: Yes...barely covers me groinal area
llanwydd: lol stones
Hemlock Stones: too much information Fong
Principalpoop: a postage stamp could handle that fong
Dexter Fong: You shouldn;t have paid me to wear it
Hemlock Stones: lol Poop
Dexter Fong: Poop: Aha, you wanted special delivery didn't you
AbominableSnowTween: Just having an argument with my co-pilot
Hemlock Stones: calling it special is something on an exaggeration i fear
Principalpoop: E means enough
Dexter Fong: I did something special on an exaggeration once
Principalpoop: do it again and you have to clean it up
Dexter Fong: Some said I went too far
Hemlock Stones: E is a couple of strings lower than a G string PP is that significant
c's: dex, have you been to eisenberg's sandwhich shop?
llanwydd: I saw a special in the London Exaggerator
Dexter Fong: Almost all the way to Whidbey Island
llanwydd: no it was a special edition
llanwydd: iceberg sandwiches?
Principalpoop: wig be is land what?
Hemlock Stones: I only dine at Planks' sandwich bar its open constantly
Dexter Fong: Cat: No, but I have been to Heisenberg's Uncertainty Cafe
Hemlock Stones: I never know when that place is open Fong
Principalpoop: try the avogrados special gucamoli dip
AbominableSnowTween: lol Dex
c's: tony borudain had a segment of his no reservations show about old ny restaurants and that one looked like it had something i'd like to eat/drink
llanwydd: what did you call me?
Dexter Fong: Stones: If you do know when it's open, you can't find it
c's: the cherry lime drink and the tuna melt
AbominableSnowTween: well, after all, it's the principle of the matter
llanwydd: Oh, guacamole dip. I get it
Principalpoop: avogrado's number is the number of molecules in a mole, guacamole
llanwydd: cherry lime is an interesting idea
c's: new restaurant called Cafe Barcelona opens in van tomorrow. we'll probably go over the weekend, see how spanish it is
llanwydd: wonder why it never caught on
Dexter Fong: Tween: I'm not sure about that
c's: owern was spain's counsel general in vancouver so it should be authentic
Hemlock Stones: I had one of those Large Hadron cocktails in there but then collided with the floor
Principalpoop: they fry a lot of that spanish food
c's: the drink is called a cherry ricky. i wonder if she lost that number?
ah,clem: tuna melt with fresh tuna very good
AbominableSnowTween: Complete with an Inquisition room?
Hemlock Stones: Luxury
llanwydd: LOL c
c's: i agree clem. tuna and cheese go well together
Bambi: fresh tuna .... yummmmm
Dexter Fong: Stones: For the best dining experience, you should et to know the Boson....He is however, very particlular
Bambi: been years
Principalpoop: are you still with me Dr. Woo?
Hemlock Stones: nowadays Fong, i am careful what i suck
ah,clem: here ya go Cat, your request...
c's: thanks, clem
Principalpoop: ever since that unfortunate incident stones?
c's: i hope the firesign finally release clean versions of these shows
Dexter Fong: Stones: While I admire your candor, I believe it is somewhat misplaced
c's: hope to find out when i hang out with them in jan
Hemlock Stones: alas it was not the only incident PP i was on tour
Principalpoop: around the world?
Dexter Fong: No thanks sailor
Dexter Fong: Cat: THis is the one you have high regard for isn't it?
Hemlock Stones: i am suprised by your reticense, Fong it is almost British in scale
c's: here he says "upon a land" but the play is labelled "upon The land" in the big book of plays
Dexter Fong: Shadow that is
c's: great steve miller album, dex
c's: yes this is my fave firesign piece
Principalpoop: ague?
llanwydd: don't remember upon the land. but I haven't owned the big book in many years
c's: the lads were REALLY into indians at this time and you can feel the passion in their performance as well as writing
AbominableSnowTween: Well, cease is technically a British Subject, right?
llanwydd: I had both books and that one got stolen
Hemlock Stones: I was dragged up in a Sea Port
c's: google it, poop
Principalpoop: or what?
Dexter Fong: Stones, SHANGHAI"D?
Hemlock Stones: I truly believe that most of us are subjects and to a wide variety of tyrants
llanwydd: yeah, who isn't a hostage
Hemlock Stones: no Fong not dredged,..... dragged
Principalpoop: is 18 hostage or 21?
AbominableSnowTween: Yes, Stones. You wouldn't believe me if I told you...
Dexter Fong: The Dragged and The Dredged.....or...........How's Bayou
c's: one reason i love this one so much is it isnt just the lads being funny
llanwydd: you are old enough to host at any age
Hemlock Stones: Dont worry Tween, i am writing one of the chapters of that book
llanwydd: ask any parasite
Principalpoop: is that true fong?
Hemlock Stones: Sings...... Take My Hand, I'm a strange kind of Parasite, i love that tune
c's: these numbers are so staggering, there is nothing the firesign can add.
llanwydd: LOL stones
Dexter Fong: Poop: I;m doing my best here...but is *WHAT* true?
Principalpoop: keep up fong, i cannot stop the flow to bring you up to date
Hemlock Stones: Hes old Poop but he's good
Dexter Fong: Poop: You say you cannot stop the flow...hmm...can you easily start the flow and do you get up often at night?
llanwydd: I knew a guy in high school. I was about to call him a friend of mine but he used to follow me around like a shadow
llanwydd: anyway, I have all kinds of funny stories about him
Dexter Fong: Ilan: He was a darkie?
Principalpoop: i had a shadow, i might still have one
c's: this is a good indication of how good the radio free oz show was
Hemlock Stones: it was an imaginary friend, llan, it really was your shadow
c's: this was when i was in high school and first year universtiy
Dexter Fong: and your echo
llanwydd: he took an elective called Parasitology because he thought he heard it called Parapsychology and he was really into that
Hemlock Stones: If your paying Poop, i will have one as well
Principalpoop: just walk on the sunny side of the street
llanwydd: he ended up not liking the course
llanwydd: I've been laughing about that for years
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give everyone a dark Shadow
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a dark shadow.
ah,clem: now we can see the light?
Hemlock Stones: Who has been darkening my door?
Principalpoop: is that you?
Dexter Fong: It's me, Shoe Shine Boy
c's: sounds like a good drink name, dex. have you been to pegu club?
Principalpoop: is it you again? already?
llanwydd: one time when I got really fed up with him I put a dead fish in his locker
Dexter Fong: No Cat; I don't go to any place that gets mentioned...they get so popular that nobody goes there any more
Hemlock Stones: maybe it was just resting, llan
Principalpoop: i saw that, on ahh grouchy old men
llanwydd: this was on a thursday when we had a three day weekend. I went down to a river and found a dead ten inch trout
||||||||| Elayne steals in around 9:45 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Principalpoop: HI E
Hemlock Stones: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: ah,grouchy old Clem?
llanwydd: I brought it up to the school, put it between two slices of bread and put it in his locker
llanwydd: it had time to rot over the weekend
ah,clem: bah humbug
Dexter Fong: Hi E, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Principalpoop: i don't know the statute of limitations for that llan, careful
Hemlock Stones: i think i would have brought it up too, llan
Principalpoop: older already E?
c's: hi e. happy birthday
Elayne: Thanks Dex! It was nice seeing you yesterday, if only for a few minutes, in between the Carrie Fisher Billboard Lady.
llanwydd: Hey Elayne
Dexter Fong: Ten inch Trout...that there's under the limit, schoolboy
ah,clem: happy birthday E!
c's: you folks see what i meant last week about this piece being only a piece of a much larger, more wondrrous work
c's: dex did you and e get together?
Elayne: Thanks, all. It was an interesting birthday. And hey, I got to see Dex!
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes
Dexter Fong: Briefly
Principalpoop: what more could you want? wow
c's: any time with either of you would be great time
Dexter Fong: Poop: I can send you an *X!)
Dexter Fong: Autographed of cours
Dexter Fong: That's 8X10
Principalpoop: don't toy with me fong
Dexter Fong: Or downloads are available
Dexter Fong: Get the latest low down on Fong on the Load Down
Dexter Fong: With music by Jackson Browne
c's: hey clem, do you have the cassette chronicles, the 3 hour thing the lads did for npr on the 1980 election?
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:50 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bunnyboy: eeya
Principalpoop: hey bunnyboy
Hemlock Stones: Hi Bunny
Elayne: Hi Bunnyboy!
c's: i think jackson brown played the ash grove, as ad on one of these mushroom plays
ah,clem: don't think so Cat
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny, pull up a carrott
c's: hi bun
Principalpoop: the locus
c's: ok it's 3 hours lnog so too long to send in sendable files. willl need to make cds
llanwydd: Hey Bunnyboy
c's: hey bun, when is the last ferry from langley to seattle?
Dexter Fong: afkfr
c's: not so late, eh?
Hemlock Stones: Hey C, can you make an mp3 of it ?
c's: on a disc? i can indeed
Hemlock Stones: cos they are small enough to send via email or ftp
Bunnyboy: cat: I gots no idea. Worst case scenario, I can swim.
c's: i was gonna make cd for merl and will send one to clem and you too stones
c's: you should know things like that, bun
llanwydd: I would like to test my graphics for a moment if nobody minds
ah,clem: everyone close your eyes, LL is testing graphics
llanwydd: (i}or whatever you call them(i/}
Bunnyboy: From what I understand, that's what happened to Whidbey's namesake. He drowned after his rowboat capsized. Really!
c's: do ihave to close my 3rd eye?
llanwydd: not working here
ah,clem: no cat, just the other 2
Principalpoop: wink wink cat
Bunnyboy: There are plenty of online resources for the Washington State Ferry System.
Bambi: or whatever you call them
Hemlock Stones: http://www.sendthisfile.com/ they do a good service, working from Kansas
llanwydd: [i]maybe...[/i]
c's: i owuld assume so, bun
llanwydd: nope
c's: i'm in motel accross from the theatre
AbominableSnowTween: for those of you who don't already know...
llanwydd: it works elsewhere
Bambi: try < i >word< /i >instead of curly brackets burt with no spaces between the <>
AbominableSnowTween: MIT has made its entire curriculum open source and freely available online
Dexter Fong: Cat: What are you doing in the motel?
AbominableSnowTween: http://ocw.mit.edu/OcwWeb/web/home/home/index.htm
llanwydd: sounds like a line from the manchurian candidate, cat
c's: great quote from mohammed ali in dave zirin post in today's huffpo
Dexter Fong: Watching Pay for Cable (wink wink)
c's: denying ali's authority to barack who covets it
Hemlock Stones: Rupert Murdoch plans to charge for everything online soon
Bambi: taking a science course myself on MIT open courseware
c's: well i'm not going to drive back to vancouver after the show so i'm staying in a motel accorss the street.
Bambi: Rupert Murdoch is never satisified with what he makes (money and power wise) ... like so many huge corps
llanwydd: not across from madison square garden
c's: when ive gone to the states before, i've noticed you have dif channels and stuff
llanwydd: not planning to shoot ben arther
llanwydd: arthur
Hemlock Stones: he is nowing trying to limit the BBC free services, hes a first class twat
c's: thres a tv show on your disocvery channel about the kennedy assasiantion based on a book i'm reading now, but its not on our discovery network
c's: bummer
c's: ok that was the besat ending to any firesign piece, and that's saying something
Hemlock Stones: what a shock that is, c's
llanwydd: I'm something of a jfk assassination expert
Bambi: sad really that money and power should rule so many lives ... sigh ...
Principalpoop: llan did it!!!!
c's: bok is called Legacy of Silence. i reccommend it
llanwydd: LOL
Hemlock Stones: yes, llan has pics taken from the grassy knoll
AbominableSnowTween: We thought it was you at the grassy knoll, LL
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Uh.maybe you shouldn't talk about it....ya know??????
Hemlock Stones: see what i mean, Tween ?
llanwydd: no but I know who did it
Bunnyboy: Saw a listing for a DVD I wanna see, streeting in February: AN ENGLISHMAN IN NEW YORK.
AbominableSnowTween: Stones beat me to it :)
Principalpoop: grassy knoll or gassy troll?
llanwydd: no really. it was martha stewart
Bunnyboy: John Hurt, in a followup performance as Quentin Crisp.
Hemlock Stones: only the Gays go out trolling these days PP
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: is that jimmy stewarts wife?
c's: so bunny, do people from seattle regularly go to struff in langly and then return to seattle?
c's: earleir dex wondered if langly was a bit out of the way
llanwydd: actually some people have confessed to it who probably had nothing to do with it
Hemlock Stones: maybe its where they all work
Principalpoop: i was drunk and high when I confessed llan
llanwydd: no langly was the one who programmed HAL
Hemlock Stones: do you confess regularly PP ?
Bunnyboy: Well, considering that the curtain time is 7:30, and it's billed as a 90 minute show, with intermission...
ah,clem: only when drunk and high, lol
Principalpoop: always, that why they don't believe me when I am telling the truth
Bunnyboy: cat, dincha go see TIREBITER FOLLIES, back in 1997 or so?
Bunnyboy: Same theatre, same situation.
c's: yes i did bun, but fumiyo was driving
Dexter Fong: and you had your eyes closed Cat?
Elayne: Sorry, fading...
c's: i hope the bar accross from the theatrre still has logenberry beer
Bunnyboy: Well, Ben Bland's All Day Matinee is at night, this time.
Principalpoop: happens at your age
Dexter Fong: Easy on the product Elayne
llanwydd: I haven't been to confession since the jfk assassination
c's: i hope your birthdya was beneficial elayne
llanwydd: I ended up in the wrong confessional
Bambi: hey Elayne!
Elayne: It was an interesting day, Cat. But alas, no work for Robin yet.
Dexter Fong: I ended up at the wrong Urinal
llanwydd: LOL
Elayne: Dex, product is in other room, I still haven't unwound from work. Just got in about half an hour ago.
Dexter Fong: Quell surrise!!
c's: yes that is a bummer, el
Principalpoop: i did not have correct change for the pay phone
Dexter Fong: I finally got to sit down
Dexter Fong: My feet were killing me
Bunnyboy: brb. Bunnette's got bags of food.
llanwydd: lol dex
Dexter Fong: Hmm Bunny food in the bag
Principalpoop: yum bunnyboy, make me a sandwich
Bambi: hey Bunny
Bambi: hello to Bunnette as well :-)
Hemlock Stones: Hi Clem
Dexter Fong: Hello back Clem
ah,clem: ;)
Principalpoop: the voice of ahhhhh, clem
c's: clem, you might mention they're called the mushroom plays cuz they were broadcast from The Magic Mushroom, a club in the san fernando vally
Principalpoop: stop chewing your gum ahh, clem lol
Dexter Fong: Are thee your QQQQQQQQQ's Clem
c's: the earlier monthes of the show were in the radio station
ah,clem: why Cat, you just did, lol
llanwydd: is the magic mushroom a cap or a stem?
c's: oh this a great play, the origin of much of dwarf/2 places
Dexter Fong: Poop: He's chewing my gum, took it right outta me mouf
Principalpoop: why are they called the mushroom plays ahhh, clem?
ah,clem: they're called the mushroom plays cuz they were broadcast from The Magic Mushroom, a club in the san fernando vally
ah,clem: lol
c's: thanks, man
Principalpoop: wow, I never knew that
Hemlock Stones: I have passed on your wishes to Honey, Clem, i thin she is down at the repair shop with her car
Dexter Fong: I thought it was called Mushroom because they were performed undergroung with poor lighting and people threw shit on them
c's: i not only had car and license, i lived wlkaling distance from the club but never went to a show there. i still regret that
c's: but i sure loved the radio shows
llanwydd: they used to play to standing room only because there wasn't mush room
c's: lol dex
c's: yes all of our best to honey. much health
Principalpoop: is that the same fernando as in the ABBA song?
Hemlock Stones: you could see better if you stood on a toadstooll, llan
Principalpoop: speaking of stools
llanwydd: woodrow?
Dexter Fong: Hi Stool
Dexter Fong: Not Woodrow but...woodrina
llanwydd: mr stool pigeon
Principalpoop: of course our best to honey, hola
Dexter Fong: Must be a pouter pigeon
Dexter Fong: All pissy looing
llanwydd: woodrow, hedgerow, heathrow
Principalpoop: a squab
c's: your boat
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bumpits Yamamoto in through the front door at 10:14 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: gently down the stream
Dexter Fong: Hit Squab....moe fun than Wack-a-mole~!
llanwydd: Hey Yammy
Bumpits Yamamoto: oi
c's: its the yam man
Principalpoop: how I love yah, my dear old yammy
Dexter Fong: Yamamoto sans pantaloons
Bumpits Yamamoto: My lap has been assimilated by a rumbling life form
c's: another metetsky ref
Bambi: hey yammy
c's: i want to ask the lads aobut him when i meet them in jan
Bumpits Yamamoto: Hullo
llanwydd: pantaloons are what they make bridges out of isn't it?
llanwydd: or maybe those are pontoons
Hemlock Stones: llan, i thought it was a card game
Bumpits Yamamoto: Sure there are two in Seatattle
Principalpoop: prontoons? hehe
llanwydd: I'm picturing a pantaloon bridge
Bumpits Yamamoto: Covers the Bums, I hear
Dexter Fong: Cat: Do you know who Metesky was?
Hemlock Stones: just in the knick of time
c's: bun, you figure a lot of people will come over for the shows on whidbey?
Principalpoop: across the street from Minskys?
c's: dex, i've explored this on previous chats.
Dexter Fong: With me?
c's: read a bio of abby hoffman which mentioned the diggers all caling thiemselves george metetsky
c's: so i emailed ossman and asustin about this but they dindt respond. i'll ask them in person
llanwydd: abby hoffman, that narcissist loser
Dexter Fong: GM was also called the "Mad Bomber" like the Unibomber, went around blowing up people and things
c's: i think ossman was living in nyc was metetsky was caught and tried, dex
Dexter Fong: Think son Cat
Dexter Fong: so
ah,clem: and not a gratuitus badger joke
llanwydd: I'm a mad bummer
c's: there are lots of narcisssitic losers, llan.
Hemlock Stones: is that like a suicide bummer llan ?
Dexter Fong: Ilan: I cannot argue elsewise with a gentleman
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
c's: they used his name expecitng their audience to know who he was
Bumpits Yamamoto: That's 'Homicide Bummer', man
c's: therefor i should, even if i didnt then
llanwydd: I've read his books. always "smash capitalism" and never once explained his case against it
Hemlock Stones: is that better than a Genocide Bummer ?
Dexter Fong: I move it be reduced to Manslaughter Bummer, Your Honor
c's: but i had known of the digger part of that story, it adds a new dimenition to the firesign usages of the name
Principalpoop: right llan, where can the evidence be found???
llanwydd: every book is a love letter to himself
Dexter Fong: Measure twice, cut once
c's: yes he stiloe ideas from the diggers, saying it was all free. then emmet grogran burgaled his apt and he was furiious
Hemlock Stones: such personalities now proliferate on TV
Dexter Fong: Asymetry is Beauty
llanwydd: LOL. funny story, cat. I didn't know that
Principalpoop: proliferate? which channel? what time?
llanwydd: I hope grogan said "well I need it more than you do I think"
Hemlock Stones: most channels i think, PP
Principalpoop: sweet
c's: grogan od's on ny subway in late 70s
Dexter Fong: It's just a faze
c's: wrote some songs for the band, dont know which ones
AbominableSnowTween: Just look at the mouth on that gift horse...
c's: i saw peter coyote babble about his friendship with grogan on cspoan show
Hemlock Stones: your looking in the wrong end, Tween
llanwydd: never heard of emmet grogan
c's: that infouence my reading for a while
AbominableSnowTween: Thought the eyebrow was kinda funny
llanwydd: peter coyote is a piece of work himself
Hemlock Stones: lol
c's: was part of a group called the diggers in sf in 60s, also sf mime troup, which i think sitll exists
Dexter Fong: Ilan, me boy: And did ye' ever hear of Paddy O'Reilley
llanwydd: I know about the diggers
c's: part of the firesign milieu
Hemlock Stones: goes back earlier than the sixties i think
Principalpoop: skip to milieu my darling
Dexter Fong: Digger? You mean sandhogs?
c's: read grogan's book Ringolevio. don't believe it but a bit is actually true
llanwydd: I can't say I know a whole lot about the diggers but I am somewhat sympathetic to their cause
Dexter Fong: Yep
c's: yes stones, certainly to the goons and dada and weirdness widely disseminated as long as thats been possible
Principalpoop: a branch of the quakers who carry shovels?
Dexter Fong: Way ahead of their time
Bumpits Yamamoto: I can Dig It
Bunnyboy: Peter Coyote is cool!
Dexter Fong: Belonged somewhere back in the 1880's
c's: original digers were kind of revolutionaries in the 17th century
Dexter Fong: With the Oneida community and Nudist Colonies
AbominableSnowTween Thinks he belongs back in the 1880's
Dexter Fong: Wait!! Nudist Colonies is okay
c's: bun, prob with coyote, like peter bergman. his voice is so good you believe him, even when he's lieing
Bunnyboy: Coyote narrated a doc on the SF Mime Troupe, several years ago.
Principalpoop: hehe oneida hehe
Hemlock Stones: and even before that C's sthere were the Levellers, who its believed invented the first level playing field
llanwydd: well, I look at the diggers as a charity
llanwydd: from what I've heard anyway
llanwydd: a cooperative charity
Bumpits Yamamoto: and Levelled Mountain Skis
AbominableSnowTween: A mime is a teribble things to waste
c's: id lke to see that, bun. they came to carleton when i was there in 69
c's: they were a big thing in their day
Bunnyboy: Well, actors, by definition, are liars.
Bunnyboy: Not as much as magicians...or politicians.
Dexter Fong: Stones, Weren't the Levelers the forerunners of the falt earthes
llanwydd: that's where the word "hypocrite" comes from
Principalpoop struggles against an invisible wind
Hemlock Stones: they wished to invent the mechanical digger but the Amish objected
Dexter Fong: Flat
c's: find the cspan talk by coyote, bun. amazing tale
llanwydd: so I have to admit I'm a hypocrite
Bunnyboy: I can act, and I can do some fun tech stuff...but magic is beyond my ken.
c's: i read coyote's bio from the library and it was suprisingly boring and poorly written
c's: but he can voice his worrk beautfiully
Bunnyboy: You have to be a stone-cold liar to be a good magician.
Bambi: actors, magicians, and politicians .... oh, my!
Dexter Fong: Biograpy of a Wall Flower...or......Um...I Dunno
llanwydd: LOL Bambi
Bambi: or at least an exceptionally good actor
c's: i'm planning to bring ringolevio with me to whidby island to read while i'm at the shows
Hemlock Stones: or a politician
Dexter Fong: There are no small parts....'nough said
Bambi: you can read while at a show?! wow, don't think I could do that
c's: i'm looking for a connection with that era and it's intentoins
Principalpoop: sounds like a book about ringo starr and danny levio
||||||||| At 10:32 PM, Bumpits Yamamoto scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bambi: I would have to be listening to every word and watching every reaction on stage
c's: by bumpits
Bunnyboy: yo Otto!
||||||||| 10:32 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
Elayne: Are we back on yet? Ah, good, my internet has returned.
Hemlock Stones: wb Elayne
Dexter Fong: Flayne!
Bambi: wb Elayne :-)
Principalpoop: wb E bye yammy
c's: no i dont mean during the shows, bun
Bambi: wb Yammy
llanwydd: bring the book to a performance of rigoletto and say you thought it was the libretto
Elayne: I'm finally getting goodly stretched, as well.
Principalpoop: explain everything she missed cat
ah,clem: they might let him read in the hotel, Bambi
Elayne: No need, PrinPoop, I'll fake it.
llanwydd: that's a non-sequitur but I did succeed in changing the subject
c's: good to hear, el
Hemlock Stones: mine keeps going offline too, they are in the progress of upgrading me to 20 megs and they do all their messing in the early hours of the morning
Bambi: lol Clem
Bambi: or while waiting for the show to start etc..
c's: i'm delighted to hear of your stretching
Principalpoop: 20MB brandwidth? sweet
c's: here's johnny
Bambi: nice Stones!!! :-)
c's: no one will remember carson anymore soon
Bambi is green!
llanwydd: not my brand of width
Hemlock Stones: only running at about ten currently but each morning about this time they tweak it
c's: i suspect bambi would look good in any colours
Principalpoop: that is nothing to sneeze at, I can remember 56k, ouch
ah,clem: yes, she does
c's: no shitk, clem
Hemlock Stones: me too Poop vividly
Bambi is embarrassed now LOL
llanwydd: I don't think carson is easily forgotten
Dexter Fong notices Bambi changing colours
Principalpoop: who had the high school with transparent school colors?
Hemlock Stones: remember the story about the guy way out in the sticks on a dial up spend six days downloading a blockbuster movie and with only a meg to go the connection broke
ah,clem: green to red, where is that tint control...
Principalpoop: hours, for one little nudie gif
c's: i have mostly taken pix of abstract reflections in windows the last 6 monthes or so
Bambi: lol
AbominableSnowTween: what good FTP programs are for, Stones
c's: but i will have to take pix of people, specifically the firesign theatre and their fans when i go to whidbey in jan
Principalpoop: get their permission first, might still be in hiding
c's: so i'm thinking people photography thoughts, however poorly
llanwydd: hey you know what? christmas eve is on thursday this year. that'll be cool
AbominableSnowTween: Yes, please do, c
llanwydd: I hope it snows
Hemlock Stones: true, Tween, but i try to leave torrents alone because the isps are now getting stroppy about bandwidth limits
Bambi: wow, hadn't noticed that yet, llan...awesome!
AbominableSnowTween: Supposed to snow in Austin tomorrow, believe it or not
Principalpoop: sing it out llan, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
c's: its january. it often does
AbominableSnowTween: Golbal warm _this_
AbominableSnowTween: Global
llanwydd: that is the one night of the year it can snow
c's: how often do you get snow, tween?
Hemlock Stones: they dont call it global warming these days, climate change sounds more dramatic and it helps to frighten people
llanwydd: believe it or not I was in san antonio once when it snowed
ah,clem: once in a blue moon, and we have a blue moon this month, that explains it
Principalpoop: snow sniff sniff, know what I mean, snooow?
Bunnyboy: Just finished a nice book on Total Television Productions, the producers of Underdog, Tennessee Tuxedo, etc.
Bunnyboy: http://bearmanormedia.bizland.com/id423.html
Elayne: Snow business like show business...
Bambi: that'splains it Clem lol
c's: weather paterns are changing
Principalpoop: tennesee tuxedo, OMG
Bambi: lol Elayne
c's: how's it going el?
Principalpoop: snow business I know, every about it is exciting
Bunnyboy: Bear Manor also published 2 of David Ossman's recent books, THE RONALD REAGAN MURDER MYSTERY and DR. FIRESIGN'S FOLLIES.
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Elayne: It's going rapidly downhill, Cat. I think I'm truly calling it an evening now.
Elayne: It's an evening.
Elayne: Maybe I'll get out regular time next week...
Bunnyboy: King Leonardo, Tudor Turtle, Go Go Gophers...
ah,clem: g/n E!
Principalpoop: wow, thats is translucid
c's: all the best to you as always
||||||||| At 10:42 PM, Elayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Hemlock Stones: good night Elayne
Principalpoop: i remember all them
Bunnyboy: Nite, El!
Hemlock Stones: oops too late
Principalpoop: night E
c's: wow, that was mysterious
c's: i think this was the first play they wrote together
Dexter Fong: Mysterious? But yet no quite deliterious
Hemlock Stones: Nino must be a real prestadigitator
Dexter Fong: peda what????
Principalpoop: ok ok, not more than 3 sylables per word
llanwydd: now, nino has me in delmar
llanwydd: the last few weeks its been troy
Hemlock Stones: the dirty swine, llan
Principalpoop: don't put the em pha sis on the wrong si label
Dexter Fong: He only took me to some sleazy motel across from Langly where Cat was staying
llanwydd: LOL
Hemlock Stones: i will do the best i can whilst i am sil abel, PP
Principalpoop: nice steaks llan
llanwydd: LOL princ
c's: it doesnt look sleezy on its website
llanwydd: man, I'm wound up tonight. an ambien might be in order before too long
Principalpoop: is he a winner or is he a loser?
llanwydd: seriously, I've been having serious insomnia for year
llanwydd: s
Dexter Fong: He's a playah
Hemlock Stones: have you tried sleeping on it llan?
Principalpoop: don't let that make you lose sleep llan
c's: if sleep can be lost, can it be found?
llanwydd: look in the lost and found
Hemlock Stones: yes of course C's otherwise how could it every be disturbed ?
Principalpoop: they now say einstein was wrong about time and space, time can exist without space
llanwydd: I've tried beer on rare occasions. it doesn't work
llanwydd: and I don't like beer anyway
Hemlock Stones: but can it exist without taxes, pp ?
Principalpoop: what makes me sleep? hmmmm, yaaaawn. ahh difficult questions do...
llanwydd: well, princ, it depends what you call time and space
Bunnyboy: Because time takes no space. Because time doesn't exist.
c's: fruit beer can be amazing, llan. the usual beer doesnt interest me
Principalpoop: you should have told us sooner bunnyboy
c's: bun, did you answer me about seattlietes going to whidbey?
Bunnyboy: I'm the only Seattlite I know who's going, at present. I'm sure there are more.
llanwydd: I have seattelite television
Bunnyboy: Oh, me and Mary, and another couple.
Principalpoop: does bunnette know about mary?
Bunnyboy: Was there a different Whidbey question I missed? Besides the ferry one?
Bunnyboy: Bunnette is Mary's codename.
Principalpoop: ahh, nancy, ok
c's: here's a ref tro the diggers
Bambi: Bunny and Bunnette :-)
c's: part of the culture from which the fiesign emerged
llanwydd: are the diggers austrailian?
c's: nly their shoes
Principalpoop: the artful diggers
Hemlock Stones: Over here, Murdoch who owns Sky TV and Fox Net is known as the Dirty Digger
Hemlock Stones: its says all you need to know
AbominableSnowTween: ...
Dexter Fong: ....
Principalpoop: but everything I know is wrong
Dexter Fong: afkfsrt
c's: any of you know the song My Name is Jack by Peter Yarrow?
Bambi: ...
llanwydd: away from keyboard for some rat tart
c's: there's a line in it, "from some food the Diggers found"
Principalpoop: i can hum My name is Peter by Jack Yarrow
c's: from a flick forget the name
Hemlock Stones: the Dirty Dgger only digs up shit to repair himself with
c's: i saw him play the clip on carson
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
c's: yo can see their immediaste reliance on tv comercials as fodder
llanwydd: leno was no replacement for carson
llanwydd: but I guess johnny had a right to retire
Principalpoop: conan might grow into it
AbominableSnowTween: I'm off, bozos. Everybody have agrat week,and hanks, cem
llanwydd: Nite Tween!
Principalpoop: thanks tween, have a super week
c's: by tween. all the best
Hemlock Stones: me too tween, its late here
AbominableSnowTween: computer problems
Hemlock Stones: everyone stay safe and well till next time
Principalpoop: what about the other members of the team chuckle?
Principalpoop: ciao your highness
Hemlock Stones: You May Rise Sir Poop
c's: you too stones
Principalpoop: thanks, but I think I will stay down here a while
Dexter Fong: braaackk/
Hemlock Stones: will try and be here again next week, meanwhile you can find me on Messenger and Skype
Dexter Fong: Night Stones
c's: all the best to honey too, stones
Hemlock Stones: sweet dreams all
Hemlock Stones: TTFN
Bambi: have a great night Stones!
Principalpoop: we can change the world
llanwydd: Nite Stones!
Hemlock Stones: and special thanks to Clem and Co
Dexter Fong: we *are* the world
Bambi: our best to Honey when you talk to her
Principalpoop: you fong, out of the gene pool
Hemlock Stones: thanks Bambi
Dexter Fong: and into a cool smooth martini??
Principalpoop: or the frying pan, get fried
||||||||| Hemlock Stones runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Hemlock Stones?! It's 11:05 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong covers groinal aea with Collosal olive
Bambi: have a great week folks ... see ya next time ... same bat station :-)
Bambi: great to see so many here tonight
Dexter Fong: I've never done it pimento style
llanwydd: Nite Bambi
Principalpoop: thanks ahh, clem bami
Bambi: thanks Clem!!
Dexter Fong: Nite Bambi
Dexter Fong: I'll be away next week
c's: you too bambi
Dexter Fong: Night Clem
Principalpoop: bambi, forgot your b
Principalpoop: hehe
Bunnyboy: nite, clem!
c's: you do a vast service to the community
Dexter Fong: Back the following and away Xmas eve
Principalpoop: toad away
c's: ok we wont expect you next week dex
ah,clem: nytol!
||||||||| At 11:07 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...
c's: but wil somehow survive until the following week
c's: by clem
llanwydd: sleepeez
Principalpoop: good luck sleeping llan, i am sleeping days now
llanwydd: aha
Principalpoop: my hours have shifted for whatever reason
llanwydd: no, I was replying to clem
Principalpoop: i sleep when I must
c's: are they now minutes?
Principalpoop: oops ok
Principalpoop: is what now minutes?
Dexter Fong: Sleep must, the body pherome that keep you up at night
c's: "your hours have now shifted"
llanwydd: aha
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| AbominableSnowTween - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
c's: hey when i'm the most coherent person here, that isnt right at all
llanwydd: Yammy didn't stay long did he?
Principalpoop: right you are C
Principalpoop: he stayed pretty long, did not talk much
llanwydd: actually, you usually are, cat
c's: indeed, llan
llanwydd: I'm the one with the non-sequiturs
Dexter Fong: Ca: Co-herent implies another person who is co=herent
Principalpoop: i had no idea coherency was of value here
c's: now that we have good cidre again in vancouver, i'm likely to spell even worse than before
Dexter Fong: Say WHAT?
||||||||| "11:11 PM? 11:11 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Merlyn should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Merlyn enters and sits on the divan.
llanwydd: and the ghjkltyuihj
Principalpoop: not to many ad hominums, except for that damn useless fong
Principalpoop: hi M
llanwydd: Hey Merl!
c's: i dont belive it. the magician has matrialized
Dexter Fong: You summoned me Sir Poop?
Merlyn: hey dere
llanwydd: I've tried hard cider. didn't like it
Principalpoop: an example of ad hominumumu fong
llanwydd: can't get enough soft cider
llanwydd: I used to buy it on an orchard the day it was made
c's: llan, there are many hard cidres
Principalpoop: how is M?
llanwydd: no preservatives
c's: some softs ihve had are also very good
Merlyn: I thought they caught M
llanwydd: that was in pennsylvania where I lived for a little while in the late 80s
Principalpoop: he got away
Dexter Fong: Ilan: I can only respong as did octavius; Quid Nexto ad Sequerium
c's: very good local and french soft cidres. for those of us who are more interested in the apple taste than the alcohol
llanwydd: I failed latin
Merlyn: Dial M for Me
c's: merl did you read my emaisl?
Principalpoop: my high school class was the first that did not have to a latin class to graduate
Principalpoop: take
llanwydd: I really, really wanted to take spanish but my mother said, No that's a dummie's language and made me take latin
llanwydd: I did miserably
Merlyn: yes, I got your emaisl
Dexter Fong: Ilan: You then are responsible for the fall of the Roaming Umpire?
Principalpoop: yes, they sound excited all the time llan, chose a calmer language
Merlyn: everything looks good, I'd prefer CDs instead of cassettes
llanwydd: me and the umperor
Merlyn: llan, I wanted to take latin in HS, but there were only about 6 of us, so we had to take french
llanwydd: plus my mother didn't like the spanish teacher mr. rossi
llanwydd: she was a substitute and worked part time at the school
Principalpoop: ahh tres bien M
c's: ok merl, will have some for you in whidbey
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Mr. Rossi was a she?
Bunnyboy: Ahhh, Whidbey...
Dexter Fong: No wonder your mother had misgivings
llanwydd: no, my mother was a substitute teacher
Principalpoop: back in those days, being a he-she was unacceptable
Dexter Fong: Your mother was Mr Rossi then
Principalpoop: now they must have some as part of the diversity quota
c's: yes bun, hope we can get together before the show. there's a good bar accross the street
llanwydd: not too convenient now either
Dexter Fong: No wonder you can't sleep
llanwydd: not that I would ever be in the position to know
Principalpoop: ahh the position, that is why you cannot sleep llan
Dexter Fong: Ilan: You mean they sealed your birth records?
Principalpoop: don't be afraid to try new ones
llanwydd: I don't know. people can do what they want but I can't understand for the life of me why any man would want to be a woman
Dexter Fong: This is America where everyone reinvents themselves
Principalpoop: not a really a choice
Dexter Fong: Become a Nerio Rabbi
Dexter Fong: or an itralian shacker
llanwydd: sure, I reinvented myself when I was 18. seriously
c's: there are probably people who wish they were camels
Principalpoop: reinvent myself? but I am a self-made man, I would have to admit I made a mistake
Bunnyboy: llan: Well, I'd always have a date.
||||||||| 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 intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
c's: we are blessed and cursed by our imaginations
Merlyn: lol pp
llanwydd: I got tired of being a dweeb with glasses so I got contacts and changed my whole personality to go with them
Dexter Fong: Poop: You can always go back anfd change the ecords
llanwydd: LOL bunny
c's: merl, are mtoel and ticket situations to your liking?
llanwydd: sure, I sometimes wished I was a bird when I was a kid
Principalpoop: i would need a government agency to handle all the documentation, wait a few years then I can do it
llanwydd: when I got older I had sense to know that they don't live long and they're not allowed in restaurants
Dexter Fong: I was a Dweeb with really good contacts
Principalpoop: i was a jock and a stoner and a nerd, had fun in high school
Bunnyboy: I stopped wanting to be a bird, after seeing the Disney short, IT'S TOUGH TO BE A BIRD.
Principalpoop: just missed out on band and being gay lol
llanwydd: I can't imagine you were a jock and a nerd at the same time
Dexter Fong: Poop: was a jostner
Principalpoop: advanced physics and rowed crew, crew is a hard sport
llanwydd: well, I was in the band and wasn't gay
Merlyn: I remember that movie bb
llanwydd: once again my mother made me stay in the band
Bunnyboy: Oh, yunno, my gut's a'growlin'. Feeding for me!
c's: was it a gay band?
Principalpoop: i would have, but no sense of rthym
Dexter Fong: Poop: lol re; band/gay
llanwydd: started when I was in fourth grade and some musicians from the middle school called the dixie kids came to play for us
llanwydd: I was impressed as hell
Principalpoop: sure, peter and the wolf, the music tells the story
llanwydd: went home and told my mother I wanted to play trombone and join the dixie kids when I graduated to middle school
Bunnyboy: catch yez next time.
Principalpoop: night bunny
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
||||||||| Bunnyboy says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bunnyboy exits at 11:24 PM.
llanwydd: but she had a trumpet from when she was in the band and insisted I play that instead
Principalpoop: your mom was Al Hurt?
llanwydd: she made me stay in that miserable band till I graduated high school
c's: by bun
Principalpoop: you still play?
Dexter Fong: Poop: not *Al Hurt* but *All Hurt* =))
c's: bummer, llan
Merlyn: your mom was hurt?
llanwydd: but fortunately my next door neighbors were in the band and they were good friends. we had a blast whenever we could get together
Principalpoop: tragic trumpet lip syndrome
llanwydd: I haven't touched a trumpet since my teen years
Dexter Fong: His mom was grazed till she was fat and then slaughtered
llanwydd: but I do play guitar rather well and a little piano
c's: merl, any more news about promotion for the whiebdy shows?
Principalpoop: buy a big piano and try that
llanwydd: LOL Dex!
c's: wanted to tlak aobut that with bun but he didnt
Dexter Fong: Ilan: I am Mooooed by your LOL
Merlyn: haven't heard anything cat
llanwydd: no, I have a little battery operated keyboard
llanwydd: I'm sure I don't have all 66 keys
Principalpoop: tape it to your guitar and add a harmonica and hit the road
Dexter Fong: Ilan: You mean you don't have to type your self?
c's: dave seemed worried at the poor sales and i was surprised when i finally got through to the box office, but that system is not user friendly
Merlyn: cat, are sales by phone only?
c's: its REALLy minor league
llanwydd: they ought to go on tour with some larger act like the LA Lakers
c's: a woman caled me back. yeah, not online
llanwydd: or the pittsburgh pirates
c's: lol lool lol ll
Dexter Fong: La lakers France's answer to the Great Lakers
Principalpoop: they could do college campuses in a heartbeat, if they chose to
c's: but really, that is a very popr way tro sell tix
c's: poop, i copied a bit of an email ausitn sent to me last week. maybe you read it
Merlyn: well, it's a community theater, they're mostly local sales
Principalpoop: i slept after dinner, sorry
c's: they do want gigs, but they now control that.
Dexter Fong: Ladies aadn Gentlemen!!!! Here are *YOUR* FIRESIGN THEATRE!!!!
c's: tween tlked about them playing austin but a venue would have to appeal to them
Principalpoop: i will check the cheese log
Merlyn: would proctor play austin?
llanwydd: I've got a phone audition tonight if you can believe it
c's: one phil's as good as another
llanwydd: for a voiceover commercial
Merlyn: oh, a phil-in
Principalpoop: how did it go?
Dexter Fong: Will Austin ply Austin Normal?
Merlyn: you're just phoning it in llan
llanwydd: I've got till 2PM tomorrow to do it but I might do it under the influence of ambien instead
llanwydd: then I'll end up calling in tomorrow a second time
c's: Lke Phil Silvers and Phil Ip Enis.
Merlyn: Phil I Penis?
llanwydd: and I dare say the ambien is really feeling good right now
Principalpoop: Anita Drinque
Merlyn: he related to Penis van Lesbian?
llanwydd: lol princ
Dexter Fong: Philly Penis cannot be taller than Ben Frnklins hat
Principalpoop: I know that joke M
llanwydd: this is the truth. I knew a girl in high school named anita brain
Merlyn: Mary Tyler Moore tells it best
Principalpoop: Ophelia Butts
Dexter Fong: Ilan: Did you know an Amada Huggankiss?
Merlyn: Ima Hogg
llanwydd: I don't know if she had a brother named Shitphera
Dexter Fong: Ida Hoe?
Principalpoop: the national lampoon newspaper is a treasure trove of those
llanwydd: No, dex, but I've heard the joke
Dexter Fong: Ahhh Source material
c's: i used to hava a bunch of nat lamp mags. good stuff
Principalpoop: Ben Dover
Dexter Fong: Poop: You should subscribe to the Funny Namer;s Almanac
c's: 70s
llanwydd: apple source, marinara source, bearnaisse
Dexter Fong: Hugh SUGGS
Principalpoop: but what name should I use for my subscription? that always stops me
c's: you think nat lamp was part of firsign milieu?
Principalpoop: came later
llanwydd: well, I'm feeling easy right now, and I think I'm going to go phone in that audition
Principalpoop: and mad magazine, was too popular, mainstream
Merlyn: don't be intimidated by call waiting llan
c's: best of luck with that llan
llanwydd: will see you on the tenth
llanwydd: LOL Merl
llanwydd: thanks cat
Principalpoop: break a larnyx
Dexter Fong: Poop: Principal P. Poop, C/O Austin Normal School for Them
Merlyn: start with "In a world..."
llanwydd: goodnight everybody
Principalpoop: that might work fong
Dexter Fong: Break a dial tone ILAN
Principalpoop: no st st st st stuttering
Dexter Fong: you be be be....be be be....bet!
Principalpoop: we need to instruct him to tap the exit key I think
Dexter Fong: who dat poop
Merlyn: yeah, he'll have to get the reaper
Principalpoop: llan, he never leaves when he leaves
Principalpoop: right, the reaper always gets him
Dexter Fong: All hail the reper
Dexter Fong: and the reaper
Merlyn: fear the reaper, more cowbell
c's: i saw blue oyster cult do dont fear the reaper
Dexter Fong: and claves senor
Principalpoop: you saw them? cool
c's: tjhoughtit was a good tune but bad sentiment
Principalpoop: stoner group
Dexter Fong: Yeah =))))))))))
Dexter Fong fears he has exhibited that John PRINE smile
Principalpoop: fun seeing E talking about being goodly stretched
Merlyn: how about rewriting the lyrics from "Don't fear the reaper" to "Can't beat the reaper"
Dexter Fong takes a small bow for E's condition
c's: merl, you'll be funny when you're dead
Principalpoop: it don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while
Principalpoop: bravo fong
c's: you're right, poop. it was good
Dexter Fong: Tonights topic...laughter from beyond the grave
Principalpoop: fong will stone you when you are trying to be so good hehe
c's: just like he said he would
Dexter Fong: And even more if you've been bad
Principalpoop: did you the rotting corpse of ronald reagan chosen to lead the GOP
Principalpoop: at onion
Dexter Fong: Huh?
Principalpoop: everybody love him, still, more than mccain or romney or palin or any other GOP, he could win
c's: its too bad dex cant fly ut here to see firesign in jan, but maybe they can get work in nyc
Dexter Fong: Cat: they might but Austin wont fly
c's: no but he can drie, dex
c's: we work within known parameters
Principalpoop: have llan give austin some amblen or something
Merlyn: he can 3 in german?
Dexter Fong: Hmm Drive four or five days...do to shows, maybe four...drive four or five days home
c's: dave and judith really want to do soeithig in nyc or did when they told me that long ago
Dexter Fong: Poop: Phil Austin stars in Asleep at the Wheel
c's: dex they do a lot of long distance rv-ing
Principalpoop: oops, I have no idea what amblen is, i thought it just reduced anxiety maybe, oops
Dexter Fong: Phil and the BB?
c's: dex i think its the money. if enough money were offered for variouis gigs, they would do them
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: dengue fever, and he deserved it
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yah think =)))
c's: dont die, poop
Principalpoop: huh?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Damn fool went out in the noonday sun without his boater
Principalpoop: for not tapping the exit button, he gets what the reaper gives him
Dexter Fong: Poop: But first, GiGi
Principalpoop: the salem/roanoke metro area is always hungry for entertainment
Dexter Fong: Guys, gotta park my car so see you in two weeks
Principalpoop: ciao fong, hail rita
Principalpoop: wait fong
Dexter Fong: Pressing "Exit"
Principalpoop: let me give you a quick link
||||||||| 11:53 PM -- Dexter Fong left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 11:53 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| Dexter Fong rushes off, saying "11:53 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Merlyn: PP you can give a link and it will be in the log
Principalpoop: dammit
Principalpoop: http://failblog.org/2009/11/13/friday-rewind-cop-fail/
c's: on phone. off line
Merlyn: good old failblog
||||||||| "Hey c's!" ... c's turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Merlyn: see you next week
||||||||| At 11:55 PM, Merlyn hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Principalpoop: yes failblog :)
Principalpoop: ciao
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 11:55 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters, 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:
Bumpits Yamamoto
Dexter Fong
Hemlock Stones
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Rogues' Gallery:

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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"