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 March 25, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads FireHealthPlan into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 7:15 AM, then departs.

My fellow Americans:
This morning, at 6:25 A. M. ,
Pacific Standard time,
combined elements of the Imperial Japanese navy
and air force
ruthlessly attacked our naval base
at Pearl Harbor
in the Hawaiian Islands.

I have conferred this morning with Congress and the Chiefs of Staff
in emergency session.
We have reached our rendezvous with destiny!
It is our unanimous
and irrevocable decision
that the United States of America
unconditionally surrender!
And now, my wife and I would like to return
with you
for the thrilling conclusion of

“Private Nick Danger, Third Eye.”


The thick veil of pain
lifted enough for me to eyeball the situation.

that sleazy weasel,

how did he get in here?
And what was he doing with that pickle
in one hand
and my contract in the other?
I had no choice.
Nancy and the old Butler were frozen with terror.
I struggled quitly to my feet
and flung myself headfirst at Rococo’s stomach!



Hold it right where you are!
I’m Lieutenant Bradshaw,
with a piece of advice for you.
Now, here in the studio
it’s all knuckles and know-how,
but when the red light goes off,
I’m just plain Harry Ames,
citizen and weekend father.

Now take a tip from a cop who does-radio work can be just as dirty and exciting
as hunting down Public Enemy Number One!

So, when I get home,
my old lady knows what I need,
and how!

A warm,
of Loostner’s Castor Oil Flakes,
with real Glycerine Vibra-Fome.
It doesn’t just wash your mouth out
-- it cleans the whole system,
right on down the line

. So come on, you little Rookies,


tell your Mom to get on it,
and do it every day!

Just remember what the guys down at the Precinct House sing . . .

||||||||| At 7:18 AM, FireHealthPlan vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies RedPillTweeny inside, makes a note of the time (8:14 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| It's 8:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Outside, the 7:18 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving BloodyL coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| BloodyL leaves at 7:18 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| "8:43 PM? 8:43 PM!!" says Catherwood, "ah,clem should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ah,clem enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time, Mark'
||||||||| "8:44 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:51 PM, dragging Bambi by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Bambi: howdy dear friends who aren't here yet ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'BambiToo', just granted probation at 8:55 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
BambiToo: lol
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn disembarks at 8:57 PM.
BambiToo: hey Merlyn
Merlyn: bamboo shoots?
BambiToo: could you kill my Bambi ghost
Merlyn: should I remove the extra bambi?
BambiToo: so I can get back in with my name lol
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Bambi at 8:58 PM
BambiToo: yes,. please :-)
Merlyn: there ya go
BambiToo: tks
BambiToo: brb
||||||||| At 8:58 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, BambiToo!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Bambi tiptoes in around 8:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Bambi: there we go
Bambi: that feels much better
Merlyn: maybe people are still worn out from sunday
Bambi: how's it going Merlyn?
Bambi: could be lol
Bambi: it's not even 9pm yet
Merlyn: there's usually a few here early
Bambi: wish we could have heard Sunday :-(
Merlyn: peter will have old shows up, so you can hear it anytime
||||||||| Catherwood enters with SpringTweening close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
Bambi: hey Tween
SpringTweening: Hello, Dear Friends
Bambi: that's great to hear Merl
Merlyn: hey, new time for next week
Merlyn: 8 - 9:30
SpringTweening: It would appear that the doldrums of Winter are behind us
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, March 25, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
SpringTweening: Sunday night was fun Merl. Really looking worward to the new Oz series
Bambi: I have a beautiful green young wheat field on my background
Bambi: shanks a rot there catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Bambi and inquires "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
SpringTweening: Kewl :)
Bambi: lol
SpringTweening: How do you mean (about the time) Merlyn?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Mudhead in through the front door at 9:03 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies cease into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:03 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: RFO says the next show is 8-9:30
Merlyn: instead of 9=11
Bambi: hey Cat
Bambi: hey Mudhead
Mudhead: hello all
SpringTweening: PST, right?
||||||||| ah,clem enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bambi: How Time Flys :-) awesome
Bambi: hey Clem
ah,clem: hi all
cease: bergman sure sounds enthusiastic
Bambi: time for a new felt hat Clem?
ah,clem: ?
Mudhead: hey, im a listener
ah,clem: yes, you are
Bambi: '...hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn"
ah,clem: ah
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Hemlock Stones gets out at 9:07 PM.
ah,clem: missed that
cease: time flys. great choice
ah,clem: good evening Mr. Stones
Bambi: me too, me too ... I's a listener tonight :-)
Bambi: hey Stones
Mudhead: Get on a gantry
cease: stones, were you on sunday chat under another name?
Hemlock Stones: Greetings one and all
Hemlock Stones: sorry cease, couldnt get in due to tech probs
SpringTweening: Hello Sir Stones
Mudhead: I'll greet your one and raise you one
Bambi: we couldn't be there either Stones
cease: there was someone from liverpool. i guess not you
cease: hey mud, how was your birthday feast?
SpringTweening: Hare raising again, Mud?
ah,clem: that is 9.4 years for anyone who cares
Mudhead: Still havent gone, been trying to get all together, its difficult
cease: aha. well i hope the food is worth the wait. it usually is for me
Mudhead: but I've decided to go on a carnival Cruise to the Bahamas in May
Hemlock Stones: on Sundays do you meet at this address ?
cease: my birthday is coming up in a couple weeks and i know where I plan to dine. www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
cease: that sounds like fun, mud
Bambi: Happy Birthday Cat! (coming up)
cease: april 12th
Bambi :-)
cease: the big foot tempura was about as good as food gets
Bambi: looks like a nice place to eat Cat
Mudhead: ummy
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Donk in through the front door at 9:14 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: and so cheap i can't imagine they'll be around long. i dont know how they can pay the rent at those prices.
cease: hey donk, havent seen you here in a while
SpringTweening: Everybody ready to go off to Retirement Camp?
SpringTweening: Hey Don
Hemlock Stones: i am already there Tween
Donk: hey Tween and all
Donk: hey Cease, yeah i've been working Thursday nites for quite a while
SpringTweening: lol Stones
||||||||| Outside, the 9:17 PM downtown bus from New York pulls away, leaving llanwydd coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
llanwydd: how's everybody?
Hemlock Stones: Yo llan
SpringTweening: Evenin' LL
Mudhead: tall, on two legs
Donk: hey llan
SpringTweening: lol Mud
llanwydd: I didn't know about the sunday chat or I would have stopped by
llanwydd: I can get some audio sometimes so I ought to at least try it
cease: just started last sunday, llan
SpringTweening: As fine as an Austonian can be
cease: bergmans new show went on the air.
Hemlock Stones: i tried llan but my PC needed some maintenance
cease: i see its moving to 8 from 9 this sunday
cease: maybe to appeal to the east coast
||||||||| "9:19 PM? 9:19 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Hemlock Stones: Greetings Sir Poop
llanwydd: Hey Princ
Principalpoop: cough cough
cease: unfortunately its the same time as Hour Hour
Merlyn: not sure yet if it's a temp move or not, cat
Merlyn: for the time
cease: hi poop
Principalpoop: hi all
llanwydd: so what is it, all four of them or just one of them or a combination?
Merlyn: maybe PB has something later
Mudhead: hi
cease: thaknfully bergmans show is being archived. i just listened to last sunday's show yesterday
llanwydd: wouldn't it be great to have all four on like the old days
cease: bergman and ossman, with austin by phone and proc on tape
Hemlock Stones: its about time they all guested on the Simpsons
llanwydd: cool
cease: which unfortunatley is on at the same time as both firesign shows
cease: i taped simpsons last week, then discovered the tape was too old to watch
Principalpoop: it had only been a week, that is not too old
llanwydd: maybe the other three will eventually join again like in '66
SpringTweening: That would be amazingly cool, Stones
cease: no proc lives in la
Hemlock Stones: check this out Poop
Hemlock Stones: http://wtso.net/
Hemlock Stones: http://wtso.net/
cease: and austin is far enough away by ferries that he wont be guesting on the show either
Principalpoop: i want to see all 4 in chat at the same time
Principalpoop: see if they can type in character
llanwydd: wouldn't that be great
cease: it willl never happen, poop
Principalpoop: why not cat? we went to the moon
Hemlock Stones: they might use ghost typists, poop
ah,clem: shine on, shine on...
Principalpoop: that is ok, i am easily fooled and pleased
llanwydd: WE went to the moon?
cease: i think austin was the only one even vaguely interested in chat,and that only once a year or so
llanwydd: I don't remember
Principalpoop: if M moderates and deletes all stupid questions?
llanwydd: lol
SpringTweening: That was US, LL
Hemlock Stones: that would mean that we would all be banned Poop
llanwydd: boxers or briefs?
Hemlock Stones: a thong of course
Principalpoop: i trust M to know which questions would irk them
llanwydd: lol
Hemlock Stones: you mean, Who Are You ?
Principalpoop: at least one is flying free I bet
cease: i dont know if bergman/ossman will go interactive with the new sunday show. if they were to chat anywhere, that's where it owuld be
Mudhead: i shall return if possible
||||||||| Mudhead says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Mudhead exits at 9:29 PM.
Principalpoop: ok muddy
cease: please do, mud
Principalpoop: general mudarthur
Hemlock Stones: just going to try and contact Honey in Albuquerque
Hemlock Stones: brb
Principalpoop: it was bizarre, being live
llanwydd: its bizarre just being alive
Principalpoop: quite
Hemlock Stones: only if your used to being dead poop
Principalpoop: that explains the smell
Principalpoop: and stiffness
Hemlock Stones: only partly
SpringTweening: lol
Principalpoop: it was crowded too
Hemlock Stones: Honey sends love and spring flowers
Principalpoop: a whole new crop of smart brains
Principalpoop: thank her, and same to her
cease: and the same to her, stones
ah,clem: send the love back and keep the flowers
Principalpoop: i'll spring for the flowers, send some
llanwydd: those southwestern flowers are very fragrant
llanwydd: I remember from my visit to texas
llanwydd: I've never visited NM, though
SpringTweening: Very best to Honey. Hope she's recoviering well :)
Principalpoop: they are cactus things, cacti?
SpringTweening: North NM is gorgeous
SpringTweening: Recovering
Principalpoop: was the spring equinox already?
llanwydd: yes, last saturday
cease: capt equinox made an appearance
llanwydd: lol
SpringTweening: yes, the noxes have been equalized
Principalpoop: i guess I am too late for a virgin again
llanwydd: catherwood, get principalpoop a virgin
||||||||| Catherwood gets principalpoop a virgin.
Principalpoop: why thanks llan, what a pal...
SpringTweening: The semi-yearly sacrifice, P?
Hemlock Stones: Honey sends love and spring flowers
Principalpoop: more love and more sping flowers?
Principalpoop: echo chamber er er er
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:39 PM and late as usual, it's BloodyL, just back from Funfun Town."
llanwydd: send her my dandelions
Principalpoop: blood hell another brit
cease: aha, the person from liverpool
BloodyL: Lo. :))
llanwydd: Hey bloody
cease: have we ever had 2 brits here at once?
SpringTweening: Yo Blood
Principalpoop: those are some dandy lions you have there llan
BloodyL: Hi there everyone, hows things?
llanwydd: well, there are an awful lot of them
SpringTweening: Good one, P :)
Hemlock Stones: it just goes to show you can have too much of a good thing cease
Principalpoop: stones has a multiple personality disorder, does that count?
Donk: that's gettin kind of personal
llanwydd: which things?
Merlyn: only to ten, mudhead
Principalpoop: i am of that kind
cease: welcome to thursday chat, L
Principalpoop: fine thanks, cheerio, and you ?
Principalpoop: plug into cni radio above bloodyL
cease: i think the lads have been to the uk more often then we've had brits here
llanwydd: cheerio, lucky charms and wheaties to you too
BloodyL: Have been finding all kinds of Oz things lately, picked up a 1 1/2hr BBC drama of Wiz of Oz.
BloodyL: will do
BloodyL: will do
Principalpoop: how do you do?
llanwydd: how do I do what?
Principalpoop: whaat?
llanwydd: that too
SpringTweening: That's a great joke...
Hemlock Stones: are you in Liverpool BL ?
cease: this is the first time i've heard wolfman since hearing a lot of lord buckley recently
BloodyL: AJust let me sync in here..Ahhh..
cease: they aren't as close as i used to think
||||||||| BloodyL departs at 9:44 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Outside, the 9:44 PM bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving BloodyL coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:44 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: wb BL
Principalpoop: and fong
Hemlock Stones: Hi Dex
cease: hi dex
llanwydd: Hey Dex
Dexter Fong: eVENING fOLKS
Dexter Fong: OOppss
BloodyL: ...at's..etter..ommunicati..
ah,clem: nice cap lock
Principalpoop: keeps it on in the wind
Dexter Fong: Nice Lock, cap
||||||||| Bunnyboy waltzes in at 9:46 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bunnyboy: yeeeesssss!
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
BloodyL: Lo
ah,clem: tks
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny, nice knocker
llanwydd: Hey BB
cease: hey bun
Bunnyboy channels Frank Nelson.
Hemlock Stones: Honey has found a donkey and is on her way from Albuquerque
cease: i hope there's room at the inn, stones
Principalpoop: i know that song stones
Dexter Fong: Stones from Albuquerque to where?
SpringTweening has voted for Not TV. No more cable service :)
Hemlock Stones: this very room
Dexter Fong: Hoochie Mama!!
Principalpoop: wait, let me put my pants back on
cease: you lost your cable, tween?
Hemlock Stones: lol
BloodyL: It's all news all of the time at cable town
Bunnyboy: Any RFO podcast downloads on the horizon? Other than the lovely Flowplayer stream, on site?
Bunnyboy: Sounds like he DITCHED his cable. Bravo!
Bunnyboy: Xfininity THIS!
cease: yes it sounds good on the site, bun. i was recorinding the hour hour show until 930 so hard to pay attention to bergman
BloodyL: what Bunny boy means Dr is !Any RFO podcast downloads on the horizon? Other than the lovely Flowplayer stream, on site?"
Principalpoop: throw away your tv, move to the country
cease: you mean other than the show, L?
cease: i noticed they were talknig before the show started, but that wasnt on the archived show
Bunnyboy: Don't put Spanish punctuation in my mouth.
cease: i'll have to tune in from 7 or so this sunday
Bunnyboy: The new FUNNY OR DIE PRESENTS show, on HBO, is hit and miss...but there is some bonafide hilarity in there.
Principalpoop: i have seen that site
Bambi: back again
Donk: i fired HBO, when the Sopranos ended
Bambi: that was interesting
Principalpoop: what was interesting bambi?
Dexter Fong: 'ello 'ambi
Bambi: I was trying to customize my desktop and everything went away LOL
Bambi: hey Dex
Bambi: hey Princep
Principalpoop: easy to fix, re-install windows
Bambi: hey Donk
Hemlock Stones: i have the same problem Bambi
Bambi: hey llan
Bambi: hey Bunny
Dexter Fong: A clean desktop is the sign of an empty mind
Bambi: hey BloodyL?
Bambi: lol
Hemlock Stones: i suspect there are a lot of clean desktops in the area, Dex
Bambi: just had to figure out where it went
llanwydd: Hi Bambi
Bambi: new features in Linux
Principalpoop: ahh linux
BloodyL: Back now.. cease: I'm not keen on flash players, much prefer my Foobar install, great player.
BloodyL: Yes Bambi?
Bambi: new install
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Honey Sanchez in through the front door at 9:54 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: so was customizing
Hemlock Stones: Hi Honey
Principalpoop: hi honey
cease: Honey!
Bambi: Hey Honey
Bambi: great to see ya
cease: One of my favourite liquids!
BloodyL: hello :)
Bambi: was curious is all BloodyL
Bambi: didn't recognize the nick
Dexter Fong: Welcome Back Honey
BloodyL: Nick?, but he's on the other side of teh record!
Principalpoop: is Kotter with you?
Honey Sanchez yodels orale ya'all Hola! Promptly kicks her burro as it saunters west towards the setting sun
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: ole!
Honey Sanchez: gosh it feels so good to be among mostly civilized folks once again
Bambi: how's it going Honey?
Bunnyboy: Hiya, Honey!
cease: occasionally civiillzed
Principalpoop: we have been working on fong, he is house trained now
BloodyL: Mostly harmless
ah,clem: it's free, for just a dollar
SpringTweening: ...
SpringTweening: Hey Honey, great to see ya :)
Dexter Fong: Poop: You cannot train me...I whiz wherever I want to
Hemlock Stones: Clem you can get a whole government for a dollar over here at the moment
ah,clem: mostly civilized? she does have a sense of humor
Bambi: sadly ours isn't so cheap Stonesl...
Bambi: Stones
ah,clem: great to see ya Honey
Hemlock Stones: yes i heard its five dollars over there Bambi but they throw in green stamps
Principalpoop: StonesL and BloodyL, brothers across the atlantic?
Donk: it depend on where you are Poop
cease: on the same side of the atlantic. thats the first time that's happened in chat, i think
BloodyL: I think so
Bambi: lol Stones ... haven't seen those in years
Principalpoop: that is true donk, and I am in 2 places, at least
cease: do you remember blue chp stamps?
Donk: how can you be tw.... never mind
Hemlock Stones: i have so many saved over the years that if i too them to the federal reserve, the Pilgrim Fathers would come back
Principalpoop: my mom got a sewing machine with the green stamps, as I remember
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Donk: we had blue stamps
Bambi: kewl ... two from across the pond tonight
BloodyL: 1 and a half
Bambi: usually we are all over the country ... tonight in Virginia of all places lol
Principalpoop: it's a small world after all....sorry if I awoke that meme in you again
SpringTweening: Our consumer culture...
Hemlock Stones: yes t thats right, hes from Chester
ah,clem: wish I had one of those pot sniffing dogs, would walk him quite often....
Bambi: lol
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: if I don't consume I get hungry and thirsty
cease: dont we all, clem
SpringTweening: lol clem
BloodyL: that's one way to work off his munchies
Hemlock Stones: you need a pot sniffing horse clem, it would be less tiring
ah,clem: you must have consumption, PP
llanwydd: consume? that's a kind of soup, isn't it?
Principalpoop: i had a cocaine sniffing horse
ah,clem: depends on the accent
Principalpoop: broth
cease: that was the horse with no name?
ah,clem: sounds expensive
Bunnyboy: I had a burger, for the first time in many moons...probably since last fall, at least. Gooders, but oooh, muh gut.
Principalpoop: a burger from who?
Hemlock Stones: if the horse has no name, how do you call it, ?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:05 PM and Honey Sanchez's Clone waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: I like earthburgers
BloodyL: chop a tree down
llanwydd: first had one of those in vermont
cease: Fumioy and I bought a couple of salmon burgers from local fish store today, and were told they taste just like hamburgers.
cease: i sure hope not
Principalpoop: 2 honeys, I am in heaven
llanwydd: Hey Honey
Hemlock Stones: wb Honey
Bunnyboy: The meth-sniffing horse , or A Horse with No Mane, and Bad Teeth.
llanwydd: How ya been, Honey S?
Honey Sanchez's Clone got lost in the fog of marijuana fumes
Donk: why would you want salmon, to taste like a crummy burger?
Honey Sanchez's Clone: well i think i am doing ok
Principalpoop: great to hear honey
cease: exactly donk. we're hoping they're salmony when we cook them tonight
Hemlock Stones: nice to see the Sanchez Twins
Honey Sanchez's Clone: ahhhhh poop it is wonderful to see your font once again
Principalpoop blushes, I should have put my pants on
Bambi: Great to hear your voice my dear Clem
llanwydd: salmon are what put alaska on the map
Honey Sanchez's Clone: indeed you should have poopster
Hemlock Stones: but surely with his pants on, you would not have recognised him, Honey
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh clem
Honey Sanchez's Clone: hey what tha...I am the real Honey Samchez....
Donk: and i thought it was Sarah
cease: you ever see the Northern Exposure episode where napoleon is found frozen in alaska?
cease: its the great clem voice!
Merlyn: I'm not on the top?
Dexter Fong: ;
BloodyL: Hey, the internet just spoke to me!
Donk: me too, very cool
Principalpoop: isn't that cool bloodyL?
cease: it does that, L
llanwydd: actually I've never watched northern exposure
ah,clem: welcome to live radio
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
BloodyL: used to love northern exposure, was great until I was booked for it.
cease: that particular episode was as close to Firesign as anything i've seen on TV since, maybe, Ernie Kovax
Donk: i never watched northern exposure when it was on originally, sorry i missed it the first time around, it's a great show
llanwydd: the garden gnomes are back after years they have not visited
llanwydd: remember those guys
Principalpoop: no gnomes please
Principalpoop: plastic flamingos are ok
Dexter Fong: Takin gnomes and tossin dwarves
cease: they threw the book at you, L?
BloodyL: Don't crush that dwarf
Honey Sanchez's Clone: haha dex
Honey Sanchez's Clone: hand me the pliers
Principalpoop: hand me the pliers
Principalpoop: ok give them to honey, she asked first
Honey Sanchez's Clone: 7 up poop you owe me a coke
BloodyL: luckily someone passed the buck, Phheeewwiiee!
Hemlock Stones: i dont think i ever tosed a gnome or a dwarve
Principalpoop: i have tossed salads and lunches
Honey Sanchez's Clone: my amiga Cathy has tossed dwarves professionally
Dexter Fong: Ever toss a frisbie salad?
SpringTweening: ...
Hemlock Stones: wow, a Pro Dwarf Tosser
BloodyL: Rofl!
Bunnyboy: Ever toss a cookie?
Principalpoop: we take drugs pretty seriously at our house too
Bunnyboy: Ralf!
Hemlock Stones: only a consenting cookie Bunny
cease: one of their better lines, poop
Principalpoop: quite
llanwydd: ask a gnome a question he will rock in his chair and tgive you what you neede for tonight
Hemlock Stones: to be honest we have a lot of Dwarf Tossers over this side of the pond but most of them are in government
Principalpoop: the dwarf was a professional tossee also?
Bunnyboy: Out of the 3000 or so music files on my iPhone, MS. INFORMATION seems to magically, randomly show up, every now and then.
Principalpoop: it is a catchy tune
Honey Sanchez's Clone: my very beloved lawn dwarf was kidnapped i still mourn his absence
Merlyn: my lawn Oliver Hardy was also kidnapped
Principalpoop: no ransom note? or pictures of him in key west sent to you?
Merlyn: (sob) he wasn't even painted!
Hemlock Stones: maybe he was an Okie Dwarf, honey
llanwydd: the gnomes are holding th e souls of my naked feet and giving me massage
Honey Sanchez's Clone: oh i heard the rumour that he went to find stan laurel
Dexter Fong: All my Negro Lawn Jockeys turned into Chinese
Bambi: dance....
Merlyn: that's probably it
||||||||| Outside, the 10:17 PM downtown bus from Stratford pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Hemlock Stones: i hope you are wearing protection llan
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Hemlock Stones: Hi El
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
cease: hi el
BloodyL: Honey: Don't worry, he's a very hardy gnome, he'll make it
Merlyn: all my chinese lanterns turned into white lanterns
BloodyL: ello Elayne
Principalpoop: Hi E, have you seen honey's gnome or merlyns oliver hardy?
Bambi: hey E!
SpringTweening: A black family where I used to live in MD had a white lawn jockey. Thought it quite appropriate
Merlyn: take something for that cough
Honey Sanchez's Clone: no he wasn't an okie dwarf...if he had of been I would have heard something from him whilst he was doing migrant farmwork in california
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:17 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne2, just back from Connecticut."
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Hello E
llanwydd: hou long shoulld I let him drag me across the lawn and plant me
Elayne2: Damn, I kicked myself off.
ah,clem: .25?
Elayne2: And I have no idea what you're talking about, PrinPoop.
Principalpoop: another clone? don't clone alone
BloodyL: I have visited Stan Laurels birthtown at Ulverston in the Cumbrian Lake District, beautiful area.
Hemlock Stones: i think you need a new hobby llan
Elayne2: It's what I get when I try to multitask. I closed the wrong browser tab.
Principalpoop: ahh, she denies knowing anything about the thefts, suspicious
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Elayne at 10:18 PM
cease: hey el, i visited your site today with no virus warning.
llanwydd: we all ought to get together
Merlyn: you can just log in with the same name and if your IP matches, you come right back E
cease: maybe the new firefox kept it away
Honey Sanchez's Clone: i so agree llan that would be fab
Bambi: 4
Principalpoop: party at fongs house!
llanwydd: in a ritzy midtown hotel
Bunnyboy: lo lo El!
cease: has anyone seen this flick, the nasi goring thing bergman is singing from, called Love is Hard to Get
Hemlock Stones: its difficult to get a gnome from home
Dexter Fong: CXat: I've seen it
Hemlock Stones: all the drinks are on fong
BloodyL: I haven't, do tell a vision
cease: any good?
||||||||| At 10:20 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Elayne2!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:20 PM, dragging Elayne by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Catherwood please stir me up something to wet my whistle
||||||||| Catherwood wets Honey Sanchez's Clone's whistle.
Bambi: lol
llanwydd: Ji Elayne
Dexter Fong: It was a real long time ago...IIRC it was okay
BloodyL: At least someone is making use of the door sound effects
Honey Sanchez's Clone: OOOOOOOOOOOOOH
Principalpoop: vouch velcome vack
Elayne: I remember that, Cat. Vaguely. I don't think I liked it that much.
cease: i havent seen it or 6 dreams, which i think is from that period .i'd like to
BloodyL: Aha!
Honey Sanchez's Clone: wb El
cease: i wonder what happened to bergman's first flick Flowers
cease: he mentioned it on oz on sunday.
BloodyL: the ships prussian captain!....has anyone seen "A Safe Place"?
Hemlock Stones: is anywhere safe nowadays BL
Elayne: Are the Oz episodes available for those of us not awake at midnight on a Sunday/Monday?
cease: no, have you L?
Dexter Fong: Thee are no safe places anymore
cease: i heard proc babbling about it on Hour Hour when he was making it
Hemlock Stones: so true fong so true
Bambi: I llike that you can change the font size on the fly in this chat Merl
cease: yes el, you can hear them or download them from the oz site
Merlyn: you can change the flies too
Hemlock Stones: afk
cease: i remember asking proc about its eventual release years ago and he said they guy who made the flick never got clearances for the music so it coulld never be broadcast
BloodyL: Not seen it myself, have been looking for it for years
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: the gnome and oliver hardy took it
BloodyL: That puts an end to another advanture,
Honey Sanchez's Clone: yes i also heard that rumor poop
BloodyL: adventure, why stones, just how do you do it dear chap
cease: you'd think a flick that could afford tuesday weld and orson welles could have afforded clearances
cease: bergman made a flick in france about the same time as safe place, dont recall its name
llanwydd: reading is difficult under the influence of ambien
Merlyn: ok, here is the best blog comment today, regarding the Vatican's chief exorcist saying that the latest abuse scandals are signs that the devil is loose inside the holy see: "You know you’re a complete failure when your job is to get rid of imaginary creatures and after 25 years on the job, your very headquarters is riddled with them. "
Bunnyboy: I ain't seen no download link at the Oz site. Just the Flowplayer, on the front page.
Principalpoop: hehehe
cease: is that bill maher, merl?
Hemlock Stones: back
Principalpoop: tell us of your adventure away from the keyboard stones
Honey Sanchez's Clone: wb Stones
BloodyL: lol
Merlyn: no, just a blog comment from wonkette cat
Bambi: wb Stones
Hemlock Stones: certainly Poopster, i just went an changed into my best party frock for Fongs bash
cease: maheresque
llanwydd: I was surprised to learn that the pope had an excorcist
Principalpoop: quite a frock you have there, what color is that? wisteria?
Dexter Fong wonders if stones is going to wear that garish frock he wore last time
Bambi: thanks Clem!!! :-)
Hemlock Stones: take your shades off Poop its my little black number of course which i save for special occasions
SpringTweening: Thrank you, clem
Dexter Fong: Thrank Acme, Tween
ah,clem: some of you are not singing...
Principalpoop: insert here, insert here
Dexter Fong: I'm still getting tv ir nit tv
Bunnyboy: There has to be at least one person who resents the Pope.
Hemlock Stones: are you dancing Fong ?
llanwydd: pe em Deus fa na taba
SpringTweening: Have a great week all, and so glad to see you back, Honey
Bunnyboy: "Again with the high hat!"
cease: yo too tween
||||||||| At 10:30 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, SpringTweening!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: oops night tween
Honey Sanchez's Clone: thanks tween be well
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny
cease: thanks again, clem
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh, clem thanks so much :D :D :D good luck
BloodyL: Cheers!
Hemlock Stones: dammit, he left me with the bar tab
Dexter Fong: Night Clem, thanks
Bambi: have a great week...great to see you all!
Honey Sanchez's Clone giggles you shudda known, Stones
Principalpoop: toad away
BloodyL D
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi
Hemlock Stones: you take care Bambi
Principalpoop: deer bambi, good luck
Bunnyboy: Thanks, clem!
Hemlock Stones: and very big thanks to Clem for all his endeavours
ah,clem: nytol
Bunnyboy: nite Bambi!
Honey Sanchez's Clone: you too bambi have a good week be well bambi
||||||||| ah,clem says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, ah,clem exits at 10:32 PM.
Elayne: G'night, whoever's leaving!@
Dexter Fong: nyquil
Bambi: please feel free to stop by on Saturday night for our show 7-1-PM ET, or listen to the replays when you can at http://www.cniradio.com if you can't make it
cease: by b
BloodyL croons along
Merlyn: tx again clem and bambi
Elayne can't see straight and is giving up.
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:33 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Principalpoop: i like macaroons
BloodyL: See you all there. :)
Merlyn: I'm going to work on my new flash game some more, bye
Dexter Fong: Bye e
Honey Sanchez's Clone: I will make the attempt to get back in here soon...I am at a friends house in Albuquerque
Principalpoop: night E, oops the bus pulling out of the station
Dexter Fong: Night abd thanks Merlyn
Honey Sanchez's Clone: bye merlyn
||||||||| At 10:34 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, BloodyL!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: glad you feel better honey and wonderful to see you
||||||||| At 10:34 PM, Merlyn dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: Bye BL
Principalpoop: Merlyn, I can assure that flashing is no game
cease: they dropping like mars flies not in a kline bottle
Honey Sanchez's Clone: ahhh poop it feels great to be here amidst you crazy fireheads once again
Principalpoop: kline kline, what was his first name?
Dexter Fong: Surragate General
Honey Sanchez's Clone: kevin??
Principalpoop: that is me you are feeling honey, and the feeling is mutual
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Dave & Katie gets out at 10:37 PM.
Principalpoop: no no the othe one
Hemlock Stones: it was Eine Kline and His Nacht Musik Trio
Principalpoop: ahh dave and katie, bark bark woof woof
Dexter Fong waves to katy and pats Dave on the head
Dave & Katie : hi gang, remember us?
cease: wow, its katie and dave!
Honey Sanchez's Clone: lol stones
Honey Sanchez's Clone: hey dave & katie
Hemlock Stones: Hi Dave (throws a biscuit to Katie )
Principalpoop: neine eine stones
cease: you just missed our first 2 brit chat
Dexter Fong: Stones: Isn't that an Ann Kline dress you're wearing?
Dave & Katie : wow, how to I get firefox to not show the box that it prevented the page from refreshing? cause that's annoying
Principalpoop: used to have HBO shows
Principalpoop: not ann, a He
cease: hey dave, did you hear bergman's new show sunday night?
Hemlock Stones: no fong,its one that Kalvin lent me
Principalpoop: Merlyn left already, I don't have a clue dave, sorry
Bunnyboy: Yo, Dave and Doggie!
Dave & Katie : brb
cease: its too much of a good thing
cease: and speaking of good things, great to see your review of Langley, Bunny
Hemlock Stones: like most things online Dave, Firefox started of brilliantly then deteriorated with each upgrade
cease: as well as Joe's and that other guy's.
cease: i just got firefox upgraded today
Principalpoop: was that a veiled attack on me stones?
cease: the lads are touring, babbling on facebook, and have 2 radio shows on at the same time!
Honey Sanchez's Clone scootches up close to hemlock and puts her hand on his shapely leg...you look divine in ann kline
Hemlock Stones: yes it could be a Poop metaphor
Dexter Fong: Poop: He's wearing a veil with a little black dress? How simpley outre!!
Principalpoop: oh honey, wrong leg, and it is Dior
Dexter Fong: Open the Dior, Richard
Hemlock Stones: shut that Dior theres a nasty draft
Honey Sanchez's Clone giggles thought it was a cheap knockoff but didnt want to hurt his feelings
cease: having 2 firesign shows on at the same time is even more amazing than having 2 brits on thursday chat
Principalpoop: i forgot to shave my legs honey, sorry
Dave & Katie : ok lets try this
Dexter Fong: Ok, now try it over there
Principalpoop: now try it over there
Dave & Katie : that's better, had to log out of my plugin that gives the page more screen reader friendly navigation
Honey Sanchez's Clone: and there
Honey Sanchez's Clone: there
Honey Sanchez's Clone: here
Principalpoop: here and there and everywhere
Dave & Katie : wow cause yall aren't predictable at all
Dexter Fong: They're in everybody's eggs
Principalpoop: i am, not I am not, I could be
Hemlock Stones: i knew you would say that, Poop
Principalpoop: then give me a number for the lotto stones
Honey Sanchez's Clone: hahaha don't do it!!!
Hemlock Stones: one is no use, Poop, you need seven
Principalpoop: oops ah heck
Honey Sanchez's Clone: whisper the winning number to me later
Hemlock Stones: ok Honey, will do
Dave & Katie : it's like I never left...dave mason anyone? ugh I have that somewhere in the collection.
Honey Sanchez's Clone grins triumphantly
Principalpoop: I would share, after I paid off my debts, bought an island and bare necessities
llanwydd: still taking just a little grief from amrad tonight
Principalpoop: tupelo honey please
llanwydd: not as bad as last week
cease: i remember mason from traffic and beyond. long ago
Hemlock Stones: bare necessities ? too much information Poop
Honey Sanchez's Clone: oh right i know what you mean by bare necessities poop hahaha
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Principalpoop: hehe stones
Principalpoop: hehe honey, you do have my number
Honey Sanchez's Clone: and I am lighting it at the moment
Principalpoop nose on screen, inhales
cease: thats an old ref, honey
Principalpoop: a new reefer cat
cease: they got the guns, but, we got the numbers. gonna win, yeah, we're taking over!
Honey Sanchez's Clone: yeah being old enough to know the old ones but young enough to remember them oh yeah
Principalpoop: cut the soles off my shoes, sit in a tree and learn to play the flute
Hemlock Stones: wanders off, determined to levitate the Whte House this time
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: OMG not the fiddlers
Honey Sanchez's Clone: once you levitate it what are ya gonna do with it???
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Oh Golly Geez the fiddlers sheesh
Hemlock Stones: i dont want to spoil the surprise
Principalpoop: at first I thought it said diddlers hehe
llanwydd: so, how many we still here?
Honey Sanchez's Clone: lol
Honey Sanchez's Clone: me me!!
Dexter Fong: llan all of us
Principalpoop: including the bell hop?
Hemlock Stones: great use of english, llan
Honey Sanchez's Clone: I may let my friend take a turn at the keyboard
Principalpoop: is he, she ready for this???
Principalpoop: could be traumatic
Honey Sanchez's Clone: she & she is ready for anything
cease: i'm always here
Principalpoop: my king of woman, hehe
Honey Sanchez's Clone goes off to graze her kitchen for goodies
Dexter Fong: Queen of men?
Principalpoop: kind, i meant to say kind
cease: we had our first new chatter in a while tonight, from the sunday chat. i hope more migrate
Bunnyboy: Yeth?
Dexter Fong: No, BloodyL
Dave & Katie : gotta go gang, grocery run has been offered, later all, keep 'em frying
cease: a lot of folks on sunday probably not aware of thurs chat
Honey Sanchez's Clone: mirgration isn't all it's cracked up to be
Principalpoop: best of luck dave, and katie
Bunnyboy: nite D & K!
Hemlock Stones: byee dave and katie
cease: it always worked for me, honey
Dexter Fong: Night Dave, have a nice walk, katie
Principalpoop: get me some doritos
cease: by dave and katie
Bunnyboy: Yeah, I guess we're a bit ripe...
Honey Sanchez's Clone: your kind of women huh - which do you think I am?
Hemlock Stones: and some fahitas for me
Principalpoop: honey said you were ready for anything, wink wink, nod nod
Honey Sanchez's Clone: I'm Honey's friend - she went grazing
llanwydd: by Dave and Katie. thanks for stopping in
Bunnyboy: Distinction! Like wine! and (ugh) cheese.
Honey Sanchez's Clone: bring it on sweetheart
Principalpoop: something just puckered, slow down
llanwydd: so, anyway, to one and all I would like to recommend the eponymous recording of Tribalistas
llanwydd: a little brazilian power trio I heard on npr several days ago
Principalpoop: where is a link to the mp3 llan?
Dexter Fong: Jeeze! Now I gotta get an eponymous player too!!!
Principalpoop: i think he meant to say enormous
Principalpoop: or pony, big pony?
Honey Sanchez's Clone: trying to make me blush?
Bunnyboy: It's all about plug-ins, Dex, if yer gonna stay connected.
Dexter Fong: An enormous eponymous player...great!!
cease: ive heard they're good, llan, and thats true of a lot of brazillian music
Dexter Fong: My dongle is full
llanwydd: you can easily google a link. check out the title track
Principalpoop blushes, you caught me, what will you do with me?
Bunnyboy: Turkey's ready!
llanwydd: I found an uninterrupted clip at youtube
Principalpoop: i get the drum stick
Honey Sanchez's Clone: I hear you like shiny things - I got a lot of those....
Dexter Fong: I get the symbol
Bunnyboy: I get the status.
cease: honey have you heard new rfo yet?
Principalpoop: shiny? things? little shiny things? yes, oh yes
Dexter Fong: I get top billing
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Honey says no - hasn't heard
cease: they are talking a lot about their past, their origin as fst these days
Principalpoop: no, no no?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave & Katie - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: i dont think thats a coincidence, but merl would know better
||||||||| "11:00 PM? 11:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "BloodyL should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as BloodyL enters and sits on the couch.
Principalpoop: bloodyL is back
Principalpoop: stop talking about him
BloodyL: Hello again, just been watching a great video, thought I'd share it
cease: lol
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
BloodyL: Dr memory records everything to cheeselogs anyway
Principalpoop: you beat the 11 o'clock deadline, so go ahead
BloodyL: now what was i saying?
Bunnyboy: I better go turn a few pages. Nitey!
Honey Sanchez's Clone: sweet dreams
Principalpoop: he knows about the cheeselogs, drat
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
BloodyL: http://xtshare.com/toshare.php?Id=28149
||||||||| Around 11:02 PM, Bunnyboy walks off into the sunset...
BloodyL: It contains a few searies but it is worth it, a very good look at advertising
cease: by bun
BloodyL: there's a bit o cussin
Dexter Fong: what's a searie?
BloodyL: sorry, a few swear words in there, not family safe
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Honey says she's not responsible for her clone - so she's off to chat Stones up on the phone....
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Good night to all
Principalpoop: wait wait wait
Dexter Fong: Thank you Clone
Principalpoop: thanks for chatting with us and hope to see you again soon
Honey Sanchez's Clone: you're welcome
BloodyL waves to those heading off
Hemlock Stones: there goes my phone, i wonder who that could be, i better call it quits for now. good night everyone, stay safe and have a good week
Principalpoop: happy spring :)
Honey Sanchez's Clone: Poops-sweet - I'll be around for you anything....
Dexter Fong: and good night to the two honeys
Dexter Fong: And also to Stones
Principalpoop: my heart goes pitter-pat thinking of honey and her friend
Dexter Fong: out adventuring
cease: be well, honey
Principalpoop: good night your highness
Hemlock Stones: fong my mail server dumped your email address again, could you send it again to bjackson0308@hotmail.com please
Dexter Fong: Stones still wearing that dress huh
Principalpoop: my headphone batteries wore out, I will try it later bloodyL
Dexter Fong: Stones, I'll try but I'm beginning to think my email tyhingie has gone away...
BloodyL: are those my cues burning in the fire?, catch you all later, enjoy the cgi movie. :)
Honey Sanchez's Clone: too bad there's not video - I'm sure the dresses are outstanding tonight
||||||||| BloodyL rushes off, saying "11:07 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: Iwas using Netscape and when that got eaten or whatever, I haven't yet installed a new email thingie
Hemlock Stones: the problem is at my end, Dexter, BT has had a strop with Yahoo so everything is buggered
||||||||| 11:07 PM -- Honey Sanchez's Clone left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Okay HS, I will send it to you
Principalpoop: to me?
llanwydd: well the gnomes would like dessert and I am always happy to oblige
Hemlock Stones: thank you kindly Sir Fong
Principalpoop: chocolate please
llanwydd: I'll try to stop in Sunday
Principalpoop: night llan, see you soon
Principalpoop: i need coffee afk
Dexter Fong: Night llan
Principalpoop: back
Principalpoop: what?
Dexter Fong: Huh?
Principalpoop: is this thing on?
cease: some of us are always on, poop
Dexter Fong: Cat and I were msging but we were the only ones on
cease: you were on sunday chat, werent' you?
Principalpoop: i thought so
Principalpoop: yes I was, a big crowd
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's a little easier to do 11-1
cease: indeed poop. great to see bloddyL come to visit us thursday chatters
Principalpoop: many references, I had no clues, I needed you fong
cease: i hpe there is more of that.
cease: do you have any idea who Lily was, on sunday chat?
Principalpoop: shanghai Lil never used the pill
Dexter Fong: Well tom's squueze spells it Lili
cease: doc was on chat so i asked him, remember? he said his lili was asleep on the couch
Dexter Fong: She could be in disguise though
cease: and bergman has a daughter named lily. any coincidence? probably
Dexter Fong: You know, bunch up a pillow and some blankets, and the screws will think your asleep
Principalpoop: i guess I should not have private messaged her about trading naked photos then, right?
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Perhaps it's your cologne, poop
Dexter Fong: You outta try mine
Dexter Fong: Tomb Essence
Principalpoop: i use hai karate, i bought a carton full 30 years ago
Dexter Fong: It's not just for necrophiliacs
Principalpoop: remember the commercials?
Dexter Fong: For Tomb Essence?
Principalpoop: so many girls want him, he has to beat them away with karate lol
Dexter Fong: Directed by Rod Zombie IIRC
cease: i kjnow what cologne is only from commercials. i have never used or seen it used
Dexter Fong: That's twice i've used the old "IIRC" tonight
Principalpoop: i used to use chanel for men, that smelled good
Principalpoop: i saw that fong, idee fixe
cease: the aroma enhanced male that walks by might as well be smoking as olfactory invasion
Dexter Fong: I use white truffle oil
Principalpoop: not a lot cat, I did not make anybody's eyes water
Dexter Fong: Cat kinda smells like fish, Long John Silver I think
Principalpoop: living on the aircraft carrier we smelled like an aircraft carrier, that helped a little
cease: more like apples
Principalpoop: at 70 usd for a tiny bottle, some girls would think I was rich hehe
Dexter Fong: apples
Dexter Fong: A good day for apple fish
cease: watching this weeks Nature of Things about the looming death of the ocean
cease: not a good time to be thinking about going upstairs and cooking some salmon cakes
Principalpoop: there is a cheery thought
Dexter Fong: Cat: Cook em while you can get them
Principalpoop: those are grown in farms now, not hurting the ocean
||||||||| Hemlock Stones departs at 11:28 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
cease: oxygen isnt getting into the ocean any more. this does not bode well
Dexter Fong: The farmed fish don't taste as good and are easily susceptable to disease
cease: north american coast is becoming dead zone
Principalpoop: like anything, depends on how well managed and tended they are
Principalpoop: yes, getting white fish for macdonalds from the deep trenches near new zealand now,
Principalpoop: push the limits
Dexter Fong: Poop: Point is it's business men, fisher men to be exact, and they don't give a fuck
cease: if only it were, poop
Principalpoop: oops we are pushing the limits
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Donk - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: some of them do, just like some ranchers do
cease: wow, donk was here and then not
Principalpoop: but ok ok, yes, that is the big trend
Principalpoop: he was here a long time, just faded
Dexter Fong: The great salmon round up, we rope em, we brand em, we saute em with a little white wine,
Principalpoop: i am a tuna man myself
Dexter Fong: we eat em
Principalpoop: i prefer it to salmon
Dexter Fong: Ah the shamless deep blat of the tuba
cease: i got one tuna cake and 2 salmon cakes i'm gonna go upstairs and cook right now
Principalpoop: yum
cease: while i'm watching a program about dissapearing fish
Dexter Fong: I had lamb chops tonight
cease: ok see some of you on sunday, the rest next thurs.
Principalpoop: i don't know how to buy those
Dexter Fong: Be well cat
Principalpoop: bon appetit cat, see you soon
cease: and i'm sure they wish they'd eaten you instead.
Dexter Fong: Lamb chops?
||||||||| cease departs at 11:32 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Principalpoop: right, do I look for fat or no fat or what?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Don't be absurd, sheep are vegetarians
Dexter Fong: Well, there's rib chops which many people prefer but thewy're really expensive
Dexter Fong: I buy loin chops, not as pretty but equally tasty
Principalpoop: maybe that is why I never tried them
Dexter Fong: Get em at Costco
Dexter Fong: and costco's prices are way better than your average supermarket
Dexter Fong: almost always
Principalpoop: i will look for a costco
Dexter Fong: any big box stre like sam's or Big box...
Dexter Fong: I said big box heh heh
Principalpoop: i may pay more for gas getting to it, I don't remember seeing one
Principalpoop: i have a super wal-mart near me, that is all
Principalpoop: i only use it when other stores are closed
Dexter Fong: Go online and search dude, like this is 2k10 man
Principalpoop: ok ok ok
Dexter Fong: no 2k 2k 2k
Principalpoop: 2ksam? ahh fruit loops
Dexter Fong: Fruit loops, that how they hang on the tree
Principalpoop: while vegetable bins?
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Hemlock Stones inside, makes a note of the time (11:37 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Principalpoop: stones is back
Dexter Fong: Poop: I usually let CNI keep running after clem leaves, do you?
Principalpoop: i listen a while sometimes, not tonight
Hemlock Stones: hi again, yes i like cni for tech tips
Dexter Fong: Hey stones, wrong number?
Dexter Fong: There's a guy on Leo LaPorte's show that sound not anly alot like Peter Bergman, but also seems to have a lot of his sensibilities
Hemlock Stones: just popped back Dexter to tell you i have sent a test email with links to two mp3 files, featuring Rowan Atkains when he was funny and John Cleese when both of them were at the top of their game. enjoy
Dexter Fong: Thanks you Stones
Principalpoop: i hate setting up email, not difficult but time consuming, pop3 this
Hemlock Stones: i will put some more in the post soon as this software problem is fixed.
Dexter Fong: Pop 3, mom nought
Principalpoop: sttp me hehe
Hemlock Stones: sweet dreams both
Dexter Fong: or nil
Principalpoop: night your highness
||||||||| Hemlock Stones rushes off, saying "11:41 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Principalpoop: they were out of ground beef at my local grocery store in january
Dexter Fong: Hadda yell cause he was halfway out the dior
Dexter Fong: lolPoop, the entire month?
Principalpoop: so I got a pound of the 12 usd a pound all organic all natural ground beef
Principalpoop: no I try to only go once a month
Principalpoop: i could not tell the difference in taste or texture, but my palate is ruined
Dexter Fong gives poop a seripticiously curious glance
Principalpoop: i was happy, if it had been good,I might try to buy it more often
Principalpoop: i don't buy a lot of fresh things fong
Principalpoop: frozen veggies and cans of fruit
Dexter Fong: Considering there's about 183 choices for anything you want to buy, IMHO, unless it's locally grown, raised etc and *you* know how they do things, the organic scene is largely a scam
Principalpoop: i think I learned from my mom, she would do that, buy things once a month at the military commisary
Dexter Fong: That's where I got my first bottle of Tomb Essnce
Dexter Fong: Origina unknown
Principalpoop: the difference between natural ground beef and organic ground beef was neglible, and 3 usd a pound hehe
Dexter Fong: Eyetralians have a takena over my key a boarda
Principalpoop: the natural folks "promise" to do things certain ways
Principalpoop: the organics, certify that they have lool
Dexter Fong: And you can take that to the bank
Principalpoop: scam indeed
Dexter Fong: The Chemical Corn exchange where they'll give you a beaker of chemicals and a cob
Dexter Fong: salad
Dexter Fong: with real oraganic cobs
Principalpoop: i tried the stavia or whatever
Principalpoop: first time it was good, I tried it days later and it had licorce taste
Principalpoop: that is strange hehe
Dexter Fong: The stavia, secret police group of Lithuania?
Principalpoop: some plant, from south america, how can you go wrong with that?
Dexter Fong: Also known as the Mpeg007
Principalpoop: truvia, something like that
Dexter Fong: Right, Coffee was good, potato(e)s too, chocolate, cocaine, betel nuts, lamma burgers
Principalpoop: exactly
Dexter Fong: Made with real organic llama spit
Dexter Fong: "It's what hold 'em together"
Principalpoop: i saw a new leaf the other day with walter matthau
Principalpoop: he had a llama rug, they spilled the manachevitz and tonic water on it
Dexter Fong: On The Grumpy Old men Tree?
Principalpoop: he is bankrupt, has to marry in 8 weeks?
Dexter Fong: Lemon Tree, very pretty . . . .
Principalpoop: but the fruit of the poor lemon, it is impossible to eat
Principalpoop: i used to eat lemons with salt, now I get heartburn just thinking of that
Dexter Fong: Poop: Dunno if you heard but next sundays RFO 'cast may start are hour earlier, like 11 EDT
Principalpoop: i will try to be here, you too
Principalpoop: the RFO is fantastic
Dexter Fong: If like hands you lemons, buy roll-aids
Dexter Fong: life
Principalpoop: the cereal?
Principalpoop: that is good cereal
Dexter Fong: What the prize inside?
Principalpoop: but it has 10 different flavors now
Principalpoop: no prizes anymore, bastards
Dexter Fong: If'n it ain't got at least a decoder ring, I ain't a buyin'
Principalpoop: try grape nuts
Principalpoop: that will give you a big surprise
Dexter Fong: Still got 19 jars of Ovaltine
Dexter Fong: And I'm finally over the cancer i got from the Lone Ranger silver bullet with the uranium in it
Principalpoop: my teeth and crackerjacks, I don't know, those days may be over
Principalpoop: depleted uranium, that is harmless
Dexter Fong: The pop corn is easy and the peanuts always sink to the bottom, no problemo
Principalpoop: so what if it is a heavy metal...
Principalpoop: more corn syrup than a bottle of caro
Dexter Fong: So it wasn't cancer, it was just a chronic hernia
Principalpoop: but I would buy and eat screaming yellow zonkers if I could find them
Dexter Fong: I'm not into junk food for the most part but discovered, dark chocolate covered pemgranite fruit
Dexter Fong: pomagranite
Principalpoop: i was going to say, that sounded explosive
Principalpoop: but it still does hehe
Dexter Fong: slightly bigger than M&Ms but infinitely better
Dexter Fong: again Costco
Principalpoop: buy a guava or the other thing and have a big bite
Principalpoop: not the hairy monkey balls
Dexter Fong: Guava's are not anit-oxidants
Dexter Fong: anti
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
Dexter Fong: Nice PJs Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and inquires "Would you like something?"
Principalpoop: i like free radicals
Dexter Fong: I'd like the top to those PJs
Dexter Fong: Free the radicals Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "oh, fuck off Dexter Fong!"
Dexter Fong: Oh you're one of them
Principalpoop: midnight, my chair is turning into a plastic milk carton
Dexter Fong: Quart or halfgallon?
Principalpoop: i will jump ship, see you soon, thanks for the words of wisdom oh great fong
Dexter Fong: Hope to see you sunday poop
Principalpoop: gallon, I have a big rear
Principalpoop: see you soon
||||||||| "Hey Principalpoop!" ... Principalpoop turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:03 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Night =)
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood 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:
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
Hemlock Stones
Honey Sanchez's Clone
Honey Sanchez
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"