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 31, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (4:54 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Firebroiled: br>

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||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 5 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Firebroiled: Have a Better New Year, Fireheads!!
Firebroiled: you too, Dexter . . . .
||||||||| Around 5:04 AM, Firebroiled walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:29 AM and late as usual, it's MineGott,It'sFullOfTweens, just back from Funfun Town."
MineGott,It'sFullOfTweens: Happy New Years Eve Morning
||||||||| It's 9:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MineGott,It'sFullOfTweens - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with MineGott,It'sFullOfTweens close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:51 AM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 10:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MineGott,It'sFullOfTweens - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| H. Stones sashays in at 6:47 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
H. Stones: Places some logs on the fire to keep the place warm till some fireheads show up
H. Stones: Carves the words "A Happy and Prosperous New Year " on the oak table and leaves, saying "I'll be back!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 8:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies AuldLangsTween into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:00 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 31, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| 9:01 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Bambi: Happy New Year's Eve Dear Friends :-)
||||||||| Mudhead steals in around 9:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| 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.
c's: happy new deer
Bambi: Happy New Year's Eve Dear Friends :-)
AuldLangsTween: lol
||||||||| Catherwood enters with llanwydd close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:02 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
llanwydd: happy new year
Bambi: how's it going Tween, Cat, Mudhead?
Bambi: and llan?
llanwydd: so what time does the doll drop begin?
c's: may your year be full of l's
Bambi: happy new year ... 2010 ... can you believe it?
c's: not for another 6 hours i cant, bambi
Bambi: lol Cat ... very true ... although less than 3 hrs here in the ET
c's: ive been listening to old firesign radio all day but i should put on immortality
c's: i gather cni is on vacation?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Mudhead: its on
Bambi: nope
Bambi: a few minutes with Firesign Theatre is running ... Clem will put up link in a sec
c's: no cni sign on the masthead, or whatever the waiting room thing above is
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" it's just starting now'
AuldLangsTween: Can you believe it's been 10 years since Y2K?
c's: oh, ok
Bambi: happy new year's eve clem
AuldLangsTween: My, How Time Flys
Bambi: very hard to believe Tween
ah,clem: happy happy to all
ah,clem: happy, Cat?
Bambi: at least we are not on vacation this week :-)
AuldLangsTween: Let's all hope for a better year ahead
llanwydd: ten years ago tonight I was sitting in a pizzeria during a snowstorm
ah,clem: so I take it you missed my introduction again, lol
AuldLangsTween: Because the last one surely did suck
Bambi: yes, that would be a good thing Tween
c's: live firesign. good prep for next week
Bambi: 2009 sure sucked
llanwydd: they stayed open past midnight
Bambi: lol
Bambi: wow, that is nice llan ... rarely see pizzerias stay open that late
ah,clem: durring that snow storm, they may have had little choice
Bambi: lol could be
llanwydd: I was waiting to see if the world would end
llanwydd: I'm exaggerating of course
Bambi: lol
Bambi: 'as we know it?'
llanwydd: so, is somebody going to drop a doll?
Bambi: looks like PA and near DC have wintry icy mix going on tonight from the map at accu weather
c's: phil austin?
AuldLangsTween: lol LL
Bambi: lol
c's: y'all read his latest blog post, post la show, party
Mudhead: I just want to wish all a Happy New Year. I bbl
c's: off you go, mud
Bambi: ok Mudhead and to you too!
Bambi: 2010 was a good movie ... let's see how the year goes lol
c's: maybe arthur c. clarke will come back from the dead
llanwydd: will I dream?
c's: all your life, llan
Bambi: that was funny ... when the new series computer asked if she would dream, he said, perhaps, but when Hal asked at the end, he said he didn't know
c's: oh yes
Bambi: but Dave told Hal he would be with him 'where he was'
AuldLangsTween: As will Jerry Garcia
Bambi: lol
||||||||| 9:19 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Elayne: Happy New Year, everyone! Dex says hi too, he won't be here tonight but he called me during the day.
c's: hi el
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
Bambi: Happy New Year's Eve Elayne :-)
Bambi: and to Dex too!!
Bambi: what'cha been up to E?
AuldLangsTween: Hey E
AuldLangsTween: How's the weather in NY?
c's: happy new year, el and dex
Bambi: Catherwood please pour everyone your favorite drink for New Year's Eve
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone his favorite drink for new year's eve.
Elayne: Nothing at all, Fran. Just working, since Robin still isn't. This has been the worst year for him since he entered the profession.
c's: i hope 2010 brings robin a lucrative gig soonest
Elayne: Weather isn't bad right now, but of course I'm inside. Horrid bits of snow this morning during my commute, that wasn't fun.
Elayne: Thanks Cat, I hope so as well.
Bambi: I hear ya E...been a rough year for so many ... hope 2010 will be better
c's: i was gonna post link to my latest audio collage, this one based on the odyssey, but i see its just on tom's site, not posted to facebook yet
llanwydd: I graduated from Audio Collage back in...
llanwydd: well, I didn't get my diploma
c's: who needs a diploma if you have dipsomania?
AuldLangsTween: 2010 - The Year We Make Contact
llanwydd: indeed
AuldLangsTween: Excellent sequel to 2001
llanwydd: you couldn't really make a good sequel to 2010
Bambi: we watched 2010 this week in expectation of tonight
llanwydd: although I know one was written
ah,clem: 2 suns in the sky? don't hold your breath
Elayne: I'd completely forgotten that was the title of a movie. Heck with Jupiter orbit, we don't even have personal jetpacks yet. So much for retro-futurism!
Bambi: there has been much speculation over the years about the true nature of jupiter .. so it was a good fun thing
llanwydd: 2 suns would fry us like an egg
c's: i was listeing to a bergman rap on death from 67
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies H. Stones in through the front door at 9:28 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: certainly would change things more than just a light in the sky
c's: the buddhist idea that you get off the wheel and dont come back to earth. you to go jupiter
Elayne: Evenin' Stones!
c's: where the trick to jupiter buddhism is to get off the wheel there and go to earth
Bambi: hey Stones, Happy New Year! (since you already had yours) :-)
c's: hi stones
llanwydd: what for? there's nothing to do on jupiter
llanwydd: Hey Stones
H. Stones: Hi Elayne, Happy New Year
c's: ask bergman, llan
llanwydd: bergman?
llanwydd: has he been there?
Elayne: I thought I heard a record of gas music from Jupiter once, but it was just indigestion.
c's: indeed, el
Bambi: lol
Elayne: A bit of an underdone potato, mouldy cheese... there's more of gravy than of grave about that album.
Elayne has indeed overdosed on versions of A Christmas Carol this year, why do you ask?
c's: the next collage is going to be about death and i want to use that quote from the sims scrooge. hope i have it on tape somewhere
c's: for me, its sims uber alles
Bambi: we listened to the book A Christmas Carol (audio form) this week too .. from Librivox org .. nicely done
c's: i was listening to an hour hour extended riff aboutr almost getting killed, which they found hilarious
H. Stones: Honey sends regards etc from Albuquerque or someplace spelt a bit like that
Bambi: thankfully we had downloaded it earlier in the year when we were so limited on bandwidth
c's: all our best, stones
Bambi: lol
Bambi: Happy New Year to Honey as well ... hope 2010 will be better for her too
llanwydd: quirky Al
Bambi: were=weren't in the earlier posting about bandwidth
H. Stones: they have upgraded my bandwidth
Bambi: excellent Stones ... that's great news
llanwydd: catherwood, pour me an arabica and then pour yourself
||||||||| Catherwood gives yourself.
H. Stones: now all i need is a new pc to run windows 7
Bambi: lol
Bambi: heard that Stones lol
llanwydd: fenstren seben?
H. Stones: i defenestrated Vista of course
||||||||| Honey Sanchez enters at 9:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
llanwydd: Hi HS!
c's: and speaking of honey
llanwydd: how's quirky alby?
Honey Sanchez: Hola Cimpadres
Elayne: Evenin' Honey!
c's: http://420.chromiumswitch.org/odysseys.mp3
Honey Sanchez: hey that goat took my hat!
H. Stones: its not my goat
llanwydd: yeah, we're a bunch of Cimpletons
Honey Sanchez: cimply marvelous!
c's: a clip about the odyssey from john hockenberry's 1990 NPR show Heat, me reading a paragraph from a local mag, and 3 firesign bits all mixed together
Bambi: Happy New Year Honey!!! great to see you!
c's: neither goat nor ghost
Honey Sanchez: Thanks Bambi :) it is good to be here once again
c's: how are you, honey?
Bambi :-)
llanwydd: feel free to be here twice again
H. Stones: i am just prodding Poop
Honey Sanchez: is c's cease?
c's: yes
Bambi: did you have a good birthday Stones?
Bambi: did you get my email?
c's: its not bbc quality sound but the firesign did plan to write a flick based on the odyssey.
H. Stones: sadly i broke my hand an hour before christmas eve so it rather cramped my style
c's: sorry to hear that, stones
Honey Sanchez: ah I am on a short vacation from my mountain hell hole visiting a friend in 'Burque....so I am warm, clean and fed I feel great!
c's: great news, bambi
Bambi: sorry to hear that Stones :-(
Elayne: I think I'm going to get a little shut-eye prior to midnight. See you next year, all!
||||||||| Elayne departs at 9:45 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
c's: all the best in 2010 el
llanwydd: but typing with one hand must be problematic
Honey Sanchez: ;night E happy new year!
H. Stones: its just one of those things, but i made the best of it and a friend drove me up in the hills to do some photography, then we had a laugh in a small town called Clitheroe
Bambi: have a great night E! see you next year!
Honey Sanchez: Catherwood would you please get me a nice aperitif!
||||||||| Catherwood gets Honey Sanchez a nice aperitif.
Honey Sanchez: yjamls
llanwydd: clitheroe must be small if I've never heard of it
Honey Sanchez: Thanks
Honey Sanchez: catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Honey Sanchez and inquires "May I help you?"
H. Stones: happy new year E
Honey Sanchez: it is ok Catherwood sometimes I just babble
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Honey Sanchez
H. Stones: for later exploits you can read it in my blog at http://justaswethought.blogspot.com/
Bambi: lol sometimes cather wood can be so silly
AuldLangsTween: Hey Honey
Honey Sanchez: Hey Jey
AuldLangsTween: How's the SouthWest treatin' ya?
Honey Sanchez damn espanish accent!
llanwydd: catherwood, get me a coffee and then get yourself a
||||||||| Catherwood gets himself a.
Honey Sanchez: Life is rough in the West
H. Stones: Catherwood, give everyone a Bakewell Tart
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a bakewell tart.
Honey Sanchez: Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh yum!!!
llanwydd: luff is wife in the rest
H. Stones: these are the ones with fresh almonds on them
Honey Sanchez is a tart that bakes well
Bambi: thanks Stones :-) not sure what that is but Honey likes it so it must be good :-)
H. Stones: theya re excellent Bambi, they get in your mouth
Honey Sanchez: yes de doo right inna mouf!
llanwydd: where else would they get?
Honey Sanchez: you could be suprised where they could get, llan
H. Stones: special insertion requests can be catered for, llan
c's: Fumiyo baked some shortbread with almonds this year.
Honey Sanchez: yummmmmmmm
c's: both healthy and unhealthy at the same time
H. Stones: please submit a special insertion request, llan
H. Stones: i have lost the room
H. Stones: help
Honey Sanchez: nino says i am in los angeles
Bambi: JL made some wonderfully hot and delicious salsa .... great stuff
c's: maybe he means your an angel, honey
Honey Sanchez: are you really in Bedminster tonight, Bambi>
Honey Sanchez: hmmmm mebbe I was born there
Bambi: don't feel badly Honey, we are in Bedminster, New Jersey
Bambi: lol
H. Stones: re you in South Central, Honey ?
Bambi: not really but we like to keep 'em guessing
c's: is that next to sopranoville?
H. Stones: do you have to bribe, Nino, Bambi ?
Bambi: don't know...never been to Bedminster before
Honey Sanchez: yeah yeah right I be up in da hood off Manchester Ave
Bambi: nope our ISP must do that LOL
Honey Sanchez: lol
H. Stones: i have been prodding Poop who is on MSN but there is no answer, he must have found something shiny
Bambi: lol
Honey Sanchez: hehehe
H. Stones: i think he was a magpie in a previous incarnation
Honey Sanchez: oh I am totally sure of it, Stones
Bambi: princep ... better get in here and defend yourself LOL
Honey Sanchez: be back in a few
Bambi: ok
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bambi: 2 hrs and counting for ET :-)
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies doctecazoid inside, makes a note of the time (10:02 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
doctecazoid: tick tick tick
Bambi: Happy New Year's Eve Doc!
c's: hey it's doc!
Bambi: and Lily too :-)
doctecazoid: tanx
doctecazoid: i'll pass that on - she's snoozing on the couch
c's: they let you not work tonight, doc?
Bambi: how's it going?
AuldLangsTween: Remember folks, support your local radio station and get the best in computer news and information by going to www.cniradio.com
AuldLangsTween: Hey Doc
Bambi: tks Tween ... always appreciate the plug :-)
doctecazoid: good evening
c's: http://420.chromiumswitch.org/odysseys.mp3
doctecazoid: i'm listening to it now cat
c's: hey doc, when lili wakes up, my latest audio collage
Bambi: there's also a chromiumswitch around here too isn't there? ;-)
doctecazoid: the link in the email works
Bambi: ah, there it is at least one link there anyway :-)
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Merlyn in through the front door at 10:04 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
AuldLangsTween: he Firesign Theatre is looking for good places to make trouble. Check with your local stages to se if a Firesign tour might be a possibility
doctecazoid: nice job on that
Merlyn: hey folks
c's: i should have asked leayne if she'd ever heard heat. fantastic raido show from 1990. proctor and bergman were a big part of it
Merlyn: good to hear tween
doctecazoid: happy new you
Bambi: Happy New Year's Even Merlyn :-)
Merlyn: got email wondering if they will come to NY
Merlyn: happy 23.5°
Merlyn: (tilt of the earth's axis)
c's: hey merl.just got an idea for new collage about death, shoes for the dead, etc. hope to have it finished before i got to whidbey
doctecazoid: also c's: today your red shift and neal amid cds were shipped out
AuldLangsTween: /me is typing on a 1994 Mac 6100 which doesn't like java. Sorry
c's: if the money is right, they probably would, merl
c's: fantasetic news, doc
Merlyn: I don't drink java
AuldLangsTween: Shoos for industry!
llanwydd: what's up, doc?
doctecazoid: eats shoots and leaves
c's: mel blanc, for one
doctecazoid: or in english: mel white
Merlyn: Mel O'Yello
llanwydd: sounds irish
Merlyn: 100% Irish Settee
llanwydd: said he
c's: what was that line from dear friends, mr mort, as mr. dead as they call him in france
H. Stones: says who ?
doctecazoid: sat a, set b, set c, set d etc
llanwydd: so merl, are you dropping the doll tonight?
c's: anyone hear the radio show about lord buckley that was on kcrw a few days ago?
c's: great stuff
doctecazoid: yesh c's
llanwydd: never heard of kcrw
Merlyn: what doll lan?
doctecazoid: one of the benefits of having the week off - getting to hear some of the daytime kcrw feed
c's: i have to get some buckley into a collage. the local library has some of his stuff on cds
llanwydd: I've probably never heard a station that started with k in my life
Merlyn: I'm going to whidbey next week for the shows
Merlyn: meeting cat there, and might give other fireheads rides to the island
doctecazoid: kcrw.com runs practically 24/7 in our household llan
Merlyn: have to contact them
llanwydd: I was referring to the "doll drop" merl. somebody has to drop it
Honey Sanchez: Hello to all I missed while I was off doin stuff
c's: and you're making a long flight to do so.
c's: they just banned carry on luggage for vancouver flights to the states
Honey Sanchez: Where's Prince Poop?? where's Fong?
Merlyn: my arms will be tired
Merlyn: and I'll bring my exploding underwear
llanwydd: exploding under where?
AuldLangsTween: Two words - high speed rail ;)
c's: or at least mel blanc to sound like exploding underwear
Merlyn: how about betty jo bialastoff?
AuldLangsTween: Japan and France can do 300mph on tracks
llanwydd: mel could do it if anyone could
c's: doc, you know the firehead connection with lord buckley?
llanwydd: betty jo blastoff?
AuldLangsTween: Planes are just too hard to protect
Bambi: lost connection for a second
doctecazoid: no cat - but not surprised there is one.
c's: as i posted to the lord buckley facebook group, would there have been a firesign theatre without buckley?
Bambi: hope that was just the browser and not the audio
c's: firehead john scialli was a friend of del close, whom you probably know from sctv
Merlyn: off to cook a burger, man
c's: close was a friend of buckley.
c's: there are probably even closer connections, but that one comes to mind
llanwydd: a burger man? hmm
c's: see you next week, merl
Bambi: see ya next year Merl :-)
llanwydd: that's the carnivorous version of the gingerbread man
Honey Sanchez: happy new year merl
doctecazoid: yes - del is a legend. not surprised to hear he and l.b. knew one another
llanwydd: take care, merl
doctecazoid: nite merl and happy new year
c's: buckley knew everybody, just not enough dead presidents
Honey Sanchez: Catherwood would you please go see if Stones is passed out on the bar?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Honey Sanchez
doctecazoid: c's: yeah, money was always an issue for him
AuldLangsTween: Thanks for what you do, Mr Merlyn :)
c's: i read his bio on line but will check out from library soonest to get the attached cd with his routines. i'm looking for riffs on death to cut with various firesigns
H. Stones: Stones is dozing off
H. Stones: i keep losing the connection, there seems to be a fault
c's: and typing at the same time. you could get an office job!
H. Stones: and i am not in the greatest shape myself
Honey Sanchez: awwwww
doctecazoid: stones can't get no satisfaction?
c's: for an old man, you can still sleep and type at the same time.
H. Stones: sometimes i can do neither
Honey Sanchez: well perhaps you should hither thee hie off to your festering pit
H. Stones: that sounds like a plan to me Honey
H. Stones: i have been awake since 6 am
Honey Sanchez nods
c's: how is lili these days, doc?
AuldLangsTween: You rang?
doctecazoid: lili is doing very well, thanks cat
c's: good to hear
Bambi: Happy New Year Stones :-) sounds like you really need some rest
c's: hpe the new year will find an employer who appreciates her great talents
doctecazoid: c's: better yet - let's hope she figures out what she wants to do with herself. she could go back into i.t. but her heart isn't in it.
c's: aha
doctecazoid: thing is, anything else she goes after will pay less than she is getting in disability payments
H. Stones: Bambi, i am as we say over here, totally shagged out after a particularly long squawm
c's: that would be unmotivating
H. Stones: squark
doctecazoid: squink?
H. Stones: that too
c's: i thoought joyce was dead!
doctecazoid: squink or swim
H. Stones: no, he is just resting, Doc
Bambi: heard that Stones ... we can see you next year ;-) so you can get some rest ... I am tired and it's only about 10:30pm lol so I can only imagine how tired you must be.
doctecazoid: yes, he's dead now but lives on in english lit classes
H. Stones: its already next year but the decade will not end for another twelve months
c's: i'm drinking orange juice, galliano and cava.
Merlyn: back now
Bambi: well, later this year for you then ;-)
c's: half way between a mimosa and a harvey wallbanger. very tasty
Bambi: wb Merl
doctecazoid: speaking of joyce: a wire story this year told of a guy who recited the entirety of finnegan's wake outdoors, in some public park, over a period of many days
c's: and lived?
doctecazoid: the best part of the story: when asked what he thought of the book after having recited it, he said "it's not very good, is it?"
c's: lol
Bambi: lol
Merlyn: why'd he pick that book then?
||||||||| "Hey Honey Sanchez!" ... Honey Sanchez turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:29 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
c's: rip llan
||||||||| Outside, the 10:30 PM downtown bus from Los Angeles pulls away, leaving Honry Sanchez coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bambi: Happy New Year Honey! See you next year!
Bambi: wb LOL
Merlyn: happy new year bambi
c's: by honey
doctecazoid: http://blogs.sfweekly.com/thesnitch/2009/09/man_completes_public_reading_o.php
Bambi: Happy New Year Merl ... very soon now ... 1.5 hrs left for us in ET
Honry Sanchez: I fell off but yeah Happy Happy New Year to us each and every one! It has got to be better than09
Bambi: you got that right Honey
c's: you can be our own private tiny tim, honey
Honry Sanchez: gee indeed i can
doctecazoid: actually what he said after reading the book was that the book "simply doesn't work"
H. Stones: well i better go before i fall off my perch. so i will wish you all a Happy, Health, Prosperous and peaceful New Year for Twenty Ten
c's: same to you, stones. may your great age and lousy weather not hinder you
Bambi: we could nail the perch for you Stones lol ... have a great night!
Honry Sanchez: thank you Stones get some sleep catch you sometime early next year i hope :)
doctecazoid: and it wasn't many days - it was 29 hours straight
doctecazoid: sorry for not looking up the article before referencing it
doctecazoid: happy new year stones
H. Stones: stay safe all, see you next week
doctecazoid: and thank grid the "naughties" are over and done with!
H. Stones: nighty night
AuldLangsTween: Be well and happy, Honey
Merlyn: night
Honry Sanchez: nite nite all I will try to get online more often & come here on thursdays adios all Prospero Ano Nuevo!!
H. Stones: not over till next new year Doc the media has forgotten how to count
Merlyn: adios sanch
||||||||| 10:34 PM -- Honry Sanchez left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Bambi: have a great night and Happy New Year Honey
doctecazoid: and i too must bid you all adieu - for the last time in '09
ah,clem: Prospero Ano Nuevo!!
c's: i hope 10 is prosperous for you and lili, doc
AuldLangsTween: You and Lili also be well and happy :)
doctecazoid: thanks c's - as they say, from your lips to grid's ears
doctecazoid: i'll try to not be a stranger so much in '10
c's: will see you this year, inshallah, doc
ah,clem: great to see ya Doc
doctecazoid: y'all take care - tie one on if you can
c's: only one?
Merlyn: c ya doc
doctecazoid: and we'll see you on the other side of '09
Merlyn: that would be c++ ya doc
doctecazoid: ttfn ttyl nytol and happy friggin new year!!!
||||||||| doctecazoid rushes off, saying "10:38 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi: Happy New Year Doc and Lily ... see ya next time :-)
c's: dont lumber me with labour talk
c's: what his roomates told bergman at yale
Merlyn: lumber?
AuldLangsTween: What labour?
c's: wasnt it a letter to elayne mag, one of bergman's roomates complaining about him singing wobbly songs in the dorm
AuldLangsTween 's a lumberjack and he's OK
c's: i'm trying to listen to as much firesign as i can before nextg week's show, merl
c's: i think there may be more firesign fans in bc than lumber jacks
Merlyn: could be cat
AuldLangsTween: Ah, you need lumber support
Merlyn: "He was shot in the woods?" "No, he was shot in the lumbar region"
AuldLangsTween: nAd on the next episode of "Hunting With Dick Cheney..."
AuldLangsTween: And
AuldLangsTween: Dick takes his dentist boar hunting
Merlyn: some people liked Cheney's "in-your-face" style
AuldLangsTween: Quite
Merlyn: looks like most everyone is gone
Merlyn: see you next week
Bambi: see ya next year Merl..happy new year!
Merlyn: happy new year
||||||||| 10:54 PM -- Merlyn left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
c's: by merl
ah,clem: my dentist takes his... well nevermind
c's: no matter?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (10:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
c's: the royal poopness appears
c's: just as everyone else is dissappearinbg
Principalpoop: hap hap happy new year
c's: h, h, h, happy
Bambi: happy new year princep :-)
Bambi: how's it going?
Principalpoop: fine thanks, and you?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bambi: fine thanks
Bambi: enjoying your new year's eve?
Principalpoop: vunderbar
Bambi: clem is running some good stuff on CNIRadio :-)
Principalpoop: i had a nap after dinner
Principalpoop: i just turned it on
Bambi: not a bad idea...wish I had taken one lol
c's: better a nap than a nip
c's: it was odd listening to 67 bergman show, he would use the word "jap"
c's: not as a joke or anything, just as an acceptable term.
Principalpoop: yep
Bambi: for sure
Principalpoop: the krauts called them japs too
Principalpoop: 2010
Bambi: lol, of course
Bambi: we watched 2010 this week
c's: i lived in japan for a long time. could never get used to the fact that my daughter and i were referred to in racist terms every day we lived there. no excuse for our side of the pacific to do it either
Bambi: and listened to the audio book, A Christmas Carol
Principalpoop: ok whitey
c's: i'm whiter than terror (shadow)
Principalpoop: honkey
Principalpoop: that is not nationalist racist, just ordinary racist
Principalpoop: in the entirety?
c's: all the best clem
c's: how many tires is that?
Principalpoop: i was going to say that cat, for all
Principalpoop: toad away
Bambi: I am a whitey for sure ... white hair, pale skin and eyes .... not in the racial terms of course, just very pale over all lol
c's: yo remember what goerge carlin said, i only go out into the sun to cancel the blue
Principalpoop: al bin ohhhh
Bambi: lol
ah,clem: happy new year everyone!
Bambi: happy new year!!! :-)
c's: you too bambi and clem
Bambi: only about 50 min to go
Bambi: for us
Bambi: a few more for Cat
Principalpoop: 2010 2010 better now than it was then
Principalpoop: thanks so much, have a super year, ya hear?
Bambi: 2010 ... better be better than 2009 eh?
c's: i hope chat continues this year, i thnk the 15th
||||||||| At 11:14 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
c's: maybe someone new will join us?
Principalpoop: i forget when or how I found you, but I am glad I did
c's: thsi was elayne's crreation and i think merl is maintaining it
Bambi: glad we found you too :-)
c's: oriiginally on irc, a very unstable platform
Bambi: finishing off the first decade of a new century ... amazing
Principalpoop: we used to use that word when we were really stoned, come on, maintain lol
c's: the lads keep threatening to release their old stuff and their old producer earl jive may do so this month on his dj site
Principalpoop: lordy bambi, don't put it that way, wow
c's: 2010 sounds like a year the lads will be doing new stuff. we'll find out soon enough
Bambi: lol
Bambi: hope you are right Cat
Principalpoop: a new decade in the new millenium
c's: they are very energized these days.
c's: i hpe i have that much enegy in my 70s
Bambi: glad to hear that :-)
Principalpoop: 70s are the new 50s
Bambi: I hope I make my 70s lol
Principalpoop: i never thought I would make it to the 40s, this is all gravy
c's: well, one member of our chat is almost 80. i would be REALLY SURPRISED to live that lnog
Bambi: lol
c's: 60 is twice as long as i expected
Principalpoop: yes cat, constantly suprised and amused
Bambi: and you know the old saying don't trust anyone over 30 lol
c's: not necessarily. my parents aged far beyond their capacity to enjoy their lives
Principalpoop: that is the truth
Bambi: Clem says he hasn't been able to trust himself for a long time lol
c's: being old and endlessly in pain is not a lot of fun
Bambi: no it isn't Cat
c's: lol
Principalpoop: bittersweet, the auld lang sein thing
Bambi: and watching those you care about drop off line rotten fruit isn't much fun either...
c's: i get asked, even demanded my senior citizen card wherever i go. saves me money, i cant complain
Bambi: line=like
Principalpoop: I am still uncomfortable with people calling me sir
c's: i cant complain when people insist on chariging me less money fdor something just because i'm so obviously old
Principalpoop: you look so old or so poor?
Principalpoop: as I remember, you looked like george harrison in his all things must pass album cover
c's: no, he had black hair and was short
c's: i'm sure you remeber the tale of my meeting him in a restaurant in la in 73?
Principalpoop: not short at all, but yes black
c's: little guy. not as little as harry shearer, but still, little
Principalpoop: i didn't know that
c's: he was much shorter than me, and i'm on 6 feet, not tall by la standards
Principalpoop: I have not heard that in years, isn't it a pity now isn't it a shame
Principalpoop: i am only 5 7
c's: the conversation was about his fear of becoming poor. this is just before he sank a bunch of money into the python flicks, had to mortgagte his house to do it
Bambi: you are tall princep ... to someone 5 even
c's: he said he didnt want tobecome old and poor lilke mickey rooney
c's: and oddly he was talking dollars, not pounds
Principalpoop: but I am not allowed to go near the middle schools anymore
c's: when i first lived in japan in 71, i could see over most people's heads on trains.
c's: when i was last ther in 07, most could see over my head
c's: middle=jr high?
Principalpoop: how the heck did you end up talking about that at the restaurant, was he trying to make you pick up the check?
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: right cat, 7-8 grades
c's: no, he was sitting behind me with this banker type and a jean harlow type. my cousin had taken me there for birthday dinner. we overheard the conversation.
Principalpoop: oops ok
c's: latrer she went up to him and asked for his fork. the restaurant said no
c's: he was wearing a kind of jeans suit.
c's: its the sort of thing you dont forget
Bambi: well heading upstairs now ... happy new year!!! :-) see you next year!
Principalpoop: thanks again, HNY
AuldLangsTween: brb
||||||||| "Hey AuldLangsTween!" ... AuldLangsTween turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:32 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
c's: 2 years earlier i had hitch-hiked accross canada, and thus bathed rarely. when i saw him wearing his white suit in the bangladesh flick,which i saw in montreal, i was overcome with desire for that clean look
Principalpoop: i should turn on a tv too
||||||||| Bambi leaves at 11:33 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..."
c's: ok tv fans
Principalpoop: HNY cat, coool
Principalpoop: ciaooo
||||||||| "11:33 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Principalpoop, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
c's: i'l go eat some pizza. see you next something
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| c's - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
H. Stones
Honey Sanchez
Honry Sanchez
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"