A Firesign Chat


Dexter Fong: Broiled: If I xchange my name to Point Dexter, will you return? =))
||||||||| Tor Hershman enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dex
Dexter Fong: Meanwhile, I'll just keep filling space until oversize type goes away
||||||||| cease waltzes in at 9:05 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hi Tor
cease: greetins
Tor Hershman: Howdy do,
Tor Hershman: Big C
Dexter Fong: Just talking (kinda) to Firebroiled who leaves the large type screeds
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
Tor Hershman: Most amusing work, Dex
cease: an amouse bouche
Dexter Fong: Tor: Well...kinda.....I do like the way he works my name in there
Dexter Fong: Cat: Do you remember Firebroiled from the old IRC chat?
cease: of course
cease: now just a bot
Tor Hershman: Ain't no CNI, moi-guess. WTF my MusicMatch has been actin'-up and it's a BBBBBBatch to get off of a PC
Dexter Fong: Wonder why he never comes up into the hills anymore
Tor Hershman: IRC Irish Republican Cans?
Dexter Fong: Close
Dexter Fong: Irish Republican Canadians
Dexter Fong: Top 'o the Mornin', eh?
Tor Hershman: Hey, anyone wanna see God's butt?
Tor Hershman: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNuDX5b9AC8
cease: Feenians are only in history books. and not many of them
Tor Hershman: Moi's newest YouTube delight
||||||||| Merlyn tiptoes in around 9:11 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Merlyn: hey
Dexter Fong: Still having trouble with Catherwood, eh Merlyn?
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
cease: hi merl
Tor Hershman: Well, methinks I'll go fire-up the ole DVD player and WifeyWuMammyMater and moi will watch Akira Kurosawa's "The Beautiful Girl".....something like that
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Merl
Merlyn: (to Catherwood) I made you, I can break you
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Merlyn and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, why does the Porridge bird lay his aggs in the air?
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Dexter Fong
Tor Hershman: The Public Library has a new collection
Merlyn: Catherwood, go outside and chop some wood
||||||||| Catherwood goes outside and chop some wood.
Tor Hershman: Nite All
cease: by tor.
Dexter Fong: Night Tor, and stay on surfin' safari
Merlyn: nite tor
Dexter Fong: How much wood could Catherwood chop if Catherwood was real?
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Dexter Fong: Yeah, you little piss any, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and says "Did you want me?"
Dexter Fong: Never more than now
Merlyn: not much, he's pretty old
Dexter Fong: Take your hands off of me, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood takes his hands off of me.
Dexter Fong: Thank you Catherwood, it's nice to finally meet a gentleman
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
cease: any firenews, merl?
Dexter Fong: Are you having your *time of the month* Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
Dexter Fong: Then the answer is yes
Merlyn: not really, cat
cease: i just listened to the tues broadcast today. it seemed a mix of df, hh, and maybe even let's eat
cease: im not sure where micro-organism state park is, which series
Dexter Fong: Cat: I believe it's Dear Friends, not Let'sa Eat
cease: ok but last piece is out of the last hh
cease: which i posted to your site long ago, the demilitarization of the mind
Dexter Fong: Let'sa Eat was an early Chico Marx Radio Show
Merlyn: Let'sa Eat is the Chico Marx version
cease: i didnt know that
Dexter Fong: Ah You've heard it too Merlyn
Merlyn: that'sa whacha call coinky-dink
Dexter Fong: An early Edison wax cylinder
cease: do they refer to it on their show?
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: they seem to know everything about radio
Dexter Fong: It'sa part of the Tutsu-fruitsi series
Dexter Fong: Cat: I was just covering up for a typo
Merlyn: a real Marx radio show was Flywheel, Shyster, and Flywheel
Merlyn: hmm, $300 to go to LA for the LA shows
Dexter Fong: How many shows?
cease: flying is cheap in your country
Dexter Fong: Thanks you
Dexter Fong: Mille Gracia
Dexter Fong: Fughedaboutit
Merlyn: There are 3 shows, thur, fri, sat
Merlyn: but the hotel might be too expensive
cease: it might
Dexter Fong: So only a $100 pe show....better than a $100 show shine
Dexter Fong: show shine
Dexter Fong: shoe shine
Dexter Fong: sheesh
Merlyn: I might need to fly out wednesday too, for 1 more night
cease: you'll have fun. la's full of cheap motels
Dexter Fong wonders where ICN is tonight...they are too far inland to be bothered by Mr Earlm the jive hurricane
cease: hope it;'s nothing serious, dex
Merlyn: and a car
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: A lot of those motels offer a dizzying array of services /=)
cease: you might want to ask earl jive about a car on facebook.
Merlyn: like dizzyland
Dexter Fong: You're hep Merlyn!!
Dexter Fong: and before it was hip to be hep
Dexter Fong: afk brb etc
cease: smaller than usual crowd.
cease: i gotta get some ice cubes
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:31 PM, dragging ah,clem by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
ah,clem: hi all
cease: hey, its clem
cease: and cubes. its a party again
ah,clem: no show tonight, wore myself out worrying about this storm... will likely be nothing, but you know how it is
Merlyn: hi clem
ah,clem: just wanted to let you know we are ok, and hope to do a show next week
cease: great news
ah,clem: ok, going back to bed, it may be a long night
ah,clem: untill last time again
||||||||| ah,clem leaves at 9:33 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..."
cease: good night, clem
cease: dream well
Merlyn: nite clem
Merlyn: well, pretty slow tonight, sorry guys, think I'll do some flash programming
cease: ok merl
Merlyn waves
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:36 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:36 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from Billville."
Elayne: Evenin', Cat and Dex!
cease: hi el
Elayne: Dex, I'm afraid I'm going to have to cancel tomorrow. Had a pretty lingering fever the last couple days. Just want to get through work tomorrow (if I'm even going in).
Elayne: Cat, I promise I'll call the Spotted Pig tomorrow, I've been lazy about that too.
cease: get well soon, el.
Elayne: Tx
cease: good luck, el
Elayne: Feeling kinda dizzy now, taking my temp as we type.
Elayne: Dang, 100.3 - it had been getting better, now it's up again.
Dexter Fong: -im brackish
Elayne: Low-grade fevers suck. Back to bed now.
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayne
cease: ok el. get well soonest
Dexter Fong: Don't leave yet
Elayne: Dex, I'm having trouble seeing the screen. Not well. Don't even know if I'm going to work tomorrow.
Elayne: I haven't missed two straight days of work due to illness in a LONG time.
Dexter Fong: E: You can leave, read up the screen and won't expect you tomorrow
Dexter Fong: Please feel better E
Elayne: 'Preciate it, my friend. Believe me, I was looking forward to celebrating my last "early Friday." 'Twill have to be a 6 PM Friday sometime in September...
Elayne: Tx, all. Bye.
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 9:41 PM train to Elmertown.
Dexter Fong sings "See you, in Sptember
Dexter Fong: So, just me'n''u podner
cease: im going through footage i shot in europe and other places, collecting reflections.
Dexter Fong: A footage montage seems a requirement
cease: will have them on dvd as well as cd of the blog images. that and interesting company and food await us soon
Dexter Fong: Let the regailing begin!!
cease: will you be able to watch them on your screen?
Dexter Fong: I guess
Dexter Fong: y 45's and even 78's
cease: i wont need to bring 8 trascks then. just wanted to be sure of technology
Dexter Fong: And don't even ask me about 8 track
cease: alas no qaud versions of bozos and eyk
Dexter Fong: With today's surround sound, FST coulda really stretched the limits
cease: not past tense yet
Dexter Fong: True
cease: they are creating
cease: ok my cat wants food so i'll see you here next week
Dexter Fong: So, a little on the personal side...spent 2 weeks battling Sciatica
cease: oh no
cease: bad news from everyone tonght
Dexter Fong: That is not a spin off of Battle sTAR sciatica
Dexter Fong: oops there i go again
Dexter Fong: Anyway, feed you cat and I'll see *you* next week
cease: going
cease: by
||||||||| At 9:50 PM, cease vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Buy
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Dexter Fong
Tor Hershman
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"