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 November 11, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 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 RedPillTweeny plummets into the garden at 5:08 AM.
||||||||| It's 5:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:07 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:08 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs ah,clem by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Dexter Fong tiptoes in around 8:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong: jesting
Dexter Fong: jesting
Dexter Fong: one two three
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 11, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Hi Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Fong and says "My ears are burning..."
Dexter Fong: Go soak your head Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes soak his head.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:02 PM, dragging cease by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Cat
||||||||| llanwydd tiptoes in around 9:02 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
cease: hi dex
llanwydd: hi
cease: how was jury duty?
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
cease: hi llan
Dexter Fong: Oh, okay...kind of anticlimactiacal though
llanwydd: is it over or are you still deliberating?
Dexter Fong: Is CNI radio functioning?
Dexter Fong: NoCat, it's over
llanwydd: or hung or sequestered or whatever the jargon is
Dexter Fong: *requestered* they want us to appear again
cease: there's sound, just not firesign
Dexter Fong: and ask questions
Dexter Fong: I got no sound at all
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:05 PM and Mr.Motion steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: hey MM
||||||||| Merlyn sneaks in around 9:05 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Merlyn: "They call me MISTER M"
Mr.Motion: howdy folks.
llanwydd: hi Merlyn
||||||||| Bambi enters at 9:06 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
llanwydd: hi Bambi
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends :-)
Merlyn: hey bamb
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, change my name.
||||||||| Catherwood changes Mr.Motion's name.
cease: hi merl, bambi, mr m
Bambi: course he doesn't tell you what he changed it to...
Merlyn: now your capital letters are made with the LEFT shift key, Mr.Motion
Dexter Fong: Ah CNI has returned
cease: did anyone hear rfo today? talk about degraded audio
Mr.Motion: still trying to find a really cool FT reference to use as a regular "Nick"
Bambi: Beat the Reaper?
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Tor Hershman inside, makes a note of the time (9:08 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Tor Hershman: ...and Veterans Day
Merlyn: Mr.Motion is pretty obscure
llanwydd: Hi Tor
Dexter Fong: Indeed
Merlyn: cat, I got weeks of RFO stacked up over my house
Merlyn: hey tor
cease: bergman phoned it in from john goodman's house and it was quite hard to hear
Mr.Motion: i'm a strict devotee of the "edward estlin" school.
cease: hi tor
Dexter Fong: How about Brubeck Desmond?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bam, Big Cat C, Dex, LL, Mer,
Tor Hershman: Mr. M
Merlyn: Hey Tor, when we refer to you in the past tense, should we say "Torn"?
Bambi: hey Tor
Mr.Motion: Desmond is sublime.
Merlyn: literally phoned it in, eh?
Tor Hershman: That's a good RIP
Tor Hershman: Rip Torn, get it?
||||||||| ah,clem tiptoes in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Tor Hershman: I wonder if Rip Torn needed a Taylor?
Merlyn: Yeah, his name was two tearing
ah,clem: good evening
cease: ah, the clem voice
Dexter Fong: Spindle Mutilated?
cease: and clem too
Bambi: Hey Clem :-)
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Clem
Merlyn: I'm hearing you on CNI, Clem
Dexter Fong: Hi clem
llanwydd: I knew a guy in high school. every joke he told had the same punch line: "Get it?"
Bambi: LOL llan
ah,clem: yes, think I knew that guy
Dexter Fong: I know that guy, I went to school with him too
cease: did you punch him?
llanwydd: this guy was totally boring 24 hours a day and he used to follow me around
Tor Hershman: CNI cool
Merlyn: I don't get it
Mr.Motion: (said the straight man to the late man...)
Dexter Fong: No llan, that was me following him
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:11 PM, then departs.
cease: hi el
Elayne: Evenin' all! Wow, crowded this evenin!
llanwydd: lol
Dexter Fong: HiiiEE
Merlyn: hi E
Bambi: hey Elayne!
llanwydd: hi Elayne
Mr.Motion: we're glad you made it.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Elayne
llanwydd: so, how many ate at Appleby's today?
Elayne: What's the occasion? Nobody have anything to do tonight? :)
Tor Hershman: I ate an apple with a bee in it
Elayne: Not a vet, so assuming I wouldn't have gotten a discount.
Dexter Fong: We were here waiting for you elayne
Elayne: Heard the NYC parade from my office, though.
llanwydd: LOL
Elayne: That's really, truly sad, Dex.
Tor Hershman: Funny enough, I filled CO papers
llanwydd: I wonder how many veterenarians went to Appleby's by mistake
Dexter Fong: Communist Official
Tor Hershman: I did tell the Draft Board that I could be a medic
Tor Hershman: They said, Okay you're 1A
Mr.Motion: puttin' on th' dog, eh?
Dexter Fong: And taking off the cat
Tor Hershman: ...but got a high draft number
Tor Hershman: That paper I turned it MUST be a classic 60s' ramble
Bambi: my Dad was a vet before he passed away in 2005
Tor Hershman: I turned IN
cease: we havent had a draft in canada since 1945
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Mudhead', just granted probation at 9:15 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: Hey Muddy
Bambi: Hey Mudhead!
Mr.Motion: except for the trade winds.
Dexter Fong: Hey Mudhead, good to see you again
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Mud
cease: hi mud
Mudhead: Hello Dear Fiends
Dexter Fong: That's frents Mudhead
Merlyn: hey mud
Mr.Motion: aw, creepies.
llanwydd: the old frent
Bambi: http://bambismusings.wordpress.com/daddy-loving-memory/
Elayne: Evenin', Mudhead!
Elayne: Lovely, Bambi.
Elayne: I'm glad I wrote about my Dad (and had him comment!) on my blog before he was killed.
Dexter Fong: Killed?? =(
Tor Hershman: I'm glad your Dad made it to 71, Bam. I know how upset my daughter was when moi had me wee bypass
llanwydd: sorry to hear about that, Elayne
Tor Hershman: 73
llanwydd: my father had emergency bypass surgery. I happened to be visiting him when it happened
Bambi: thanks Elayne :-)
llanwydd: he's all right now
Tor Hershman: Bypasses iz cool
Bambi: My Dad heard a few of his too. my sister read them to him since he was feeling so badly by then but still lucid ...
llanwydd: I'll bet the catheters ain't cool
Tor Hershman: What did he have? I had a quint.
Dexter Fong wonders if the average age of present chattees has led us down this somewhat depressing line of conversation
Mr.Motion: swigs the Geritol...
Bambi: he had Charcot Marie Tooth disease, but what killed him was a recurring brain tumor :-(
cease: it is rememberance day, dex
llanwydd: well, I'm 49 and I have always had a very healthy heart
Tor Hershman: The urine with the in crowd catheter kind-a PISSED OFF (Oh, moi 'tis proud of that) the nurses 'CAUSE I thought I was supposed to drink AS MUCH as I could and that required much changing of the bag
Dexter Fong: Don't Bogart that Geritol MM
Elayne: Dex, way I look at it, (a) I've earned my age, and (b) there's always tons of folks older than me!
llanwydd: geritol is nothing but a placebo
Tor Hershman: 57
Mr.Motion: (hands Dex the bottle...
Tor Hershman: Crap, how zen....
Dexter Fong: E: Absolutely...and consider the alternate
Bambi: hey Dex, my Dad was a Vet and it is Veteran's Day here and Remembrance Day elsewhere...
Bambi: yeah, very true Elayne! LOL
Dexter Fong: Yes Bambi
cease: much of the tv news today here is rememberance day ceremonies
Tor Hershman: Ain't a couple of Firesign vets?
Dexter Fong: Bergman was
Tor Hershman: BergTor or Procman?
llanwydd: not that I knew
cease: bergman and austin
Dexter Fong: Cat would know
Dexter Fong: see
cease: i dont know how proc and ossman got out of it
llanwydd: vietnam vets?
cease: they talked about it for some length on one of the hour hour shows
Dexter Fong: Proc was to short and ossman, too old
Tor Hershman: Walked into the Draft Board and sang.....
cease: it may be up on the firesign site
cease: yes, ossman was born old
Bambi: Korean Vet for my Dad
Tor Hershman: & smelly
Tor Hershman: no, wait....that's moi
Dexter Fong: Good Audition Private Tor, welcome to the Army Glee Club
Tor Hershman: The Red Army had the Berlin Wall of Sound
||||||||| 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 the Fool on the Hill plummets into the garden at 9:27 PM.
Tor Hershman: Glee Clug AND I can cook, Dex
llanwydd: welcome, Fool
Bambi: Hey FoH :-)
cease: hi fool
Dexter Fong: Shake it off FOH
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, TFOTH
Dexter Fong: Glee Clug, a Norwegian Xmas Drink based almost solely on fermented reindeer urine
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour everyone their favorite drink
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone their favorite drink.
the Fool on the Hill: ahoy!
Elayne: Hello again, Fool - glad you returned!
Tor Hershman: A Blitzen Blitz
Dexter Fong: !yoha
ah,clem: in the hills it's Bear Wizz
Elayne: I thought they never come up into the Hill.
Tor Hershman: A Donner Daquri (SP?)
Tor Hershman: A Dash Of Dasher
Bambi: not for pizza for sure Elayne lol
Dexter Fong: Clem: Those bears, they come up in the hills and wizz anywhere they want
ah,clem: Rudolph Releif
Tor Hershman: and W. C.'s nose on New Year's Day
the Fool on the Hill comes and goes and goes and comes
Bambi: wouldn't that have been ANY day for W.C.?
cease: not in good health tonight so will leave. see y'all next week
Tor Hershman: Methinks so
ah,clem: the wheeze is more fun on New Years
||||||||| 9:32 PM -- cease left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Sounds like all systems go Commander Hill
Bambi: watching some Blazing Saddles there FoH?
ah,clem: sorry Cat, see ya soon
ah,clem: get well
Bambi: Get well Cat!
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
Dexter Fong: ,feel better
Tor Hershman: .
Bambi: ..
llanwydd: rktjyhugifopd
Tor Hershman: TTFN Cat
Bambi: abandon the game........
Dexter Fong wonders, is it 1..2..3 or 1..2..4
llanwydd: if I may say so
ah,clem: e i
Bambi: e i o?
ah,clem: . .. . .. ---
Dexter Fong: oh?
Tor Hershman: So, how's the Mothman?
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Clem said a dirty word in Morse Code
Bambi: haven't seen Mothra in years...
the Fool on the Hill: 1,4,3,2? 1,4,2,3? which engine are we talking about here?
Bambi: better than on the air ;-)
Mr.Motion: use "Dash" to clean those dots?
Dexter Fong: and Gorgonzola the Cheese Monster *never* calls
llanwydd: there was a remake of mothra, wasn't there?
llanwydd: I know I saw the first one when I was a kid
Dexter Fong: gRAND mOTHRA?
Dexter Fong: oOoOpS
Tor Hershman: Love them thar lill' twins, the Ielelellaooo - something like that.
Mr.Motion: in the remake, Mothra comes out of the cocoon, a Papoon.
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: was she not insane
Tor Hershman: Indeed :-)
Dexter Fong: or was she "not insane"
Tor Hershman: Speakin' of Gorgo.....(wait for it)....
llanwydd: only japanese children can understand those movies
Bambi: ...waiting...
Dexter Fong: llan: and they hate them
Bambi: I was japanese in another life LOL!
Dexter Fong: Louise yamamoto?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:38 PM, dragging ToastedTweenOnRye by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
Bambi: Hey Tween
llanwydd: of Camp 13
ToastedTweenOnRye: Hello, Dear Friends
Dexter Fong: Hey, Toasted
llanwydd: Hey Tween
the Fool on the Hill: 30 million moons would make for a mighty complex system. hopefully they're very small—like ring particles
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Elayne: Evenin' Tween!
ToastedTweenOnRye: as long as they're not moonies
Tor Hershman: The wait if FINALLY OVER (& well worth it, too) http://www.amiright.com/photoshops/g/gogos-vacation-1278253563.shtml
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Toast
ToastedTweenOnRye: I do OK. Was about 80 here today
Tor Hershman: What? Moi 'twere away for awhile.
llanwydd: did you go to appleby's for dinner, Tween?
ToastedTweenOnRye: Don't believe I've ever dined at any of their emporiums
||||||||| Principalpoop enters at 9:43 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayne...the Spotted Pig crew opened another restaurant
llanwydd: don't know if I have either
ToastedTweenOnRye: The have bees in the apples?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Poop
Elayne: What a neat site, Tor. I think I'll make "Am I Right" a Sily Site tomorrow.
Principalpoop: wasn't that family in national lampoon cartoons the applebys?
llanwydd: Mudhead already made that joke, Tween
llanwydd: he beat you to it
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Poop and anyone I've missed
Mudhead: im here
Principalpoop: ahh you missed me, how sweet, give us a kiss, smooch
Dexter Fong: llan: clem said hello to you, audio-speaking that is
ah,clem: did I wake you? lol
Mudhead: yes
llanwydd: you snuck in here again without me seeing you, Prinic
Principalpoop: i don't have my headphones on, don't talk to me
Tor Hershman: Clem likes it, he really likes it.
llanwydd: please tell clem I said hello
Principalpoop: howdydo llan
ah,clem: you just did
Dexter Fong: I think you already did llan
Mudhead: which one is this?
llanwydd: I actually am a vet but I didn't go to appleby's
Principalpoop: llan says hello ah, clem
ah,clem: pink hotel
Dexter Fong: Mud...Pink Hotel
Mudhead: mess hall?
Elayne: Need to go Do More Stuff now. Next week, all.
Dexter Fong: Mess wherever you want, just clean it up after
ah,clem: g/n E!
Principalpoop: my dog licks his paws before sleeping llan, what causes that?
Mudhead: nn e
||||||||| At 9:46 PM, Elayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne]
Principalpoop: night E
Tor Hershman: Exorcism THIS http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Za34xhluhj0
Tor Hershman: TTFN El
ToastedTweenOnRye: Can they excorcise a Tweeny?
llanwydd: it reminds me, though, of a time our local Wal-Mart invited vets to a free lunch. I went up there and some stupid lady was taking pictures and then told everybody to get up and sing God Bless America
ah,clem: no, Tweeny is inflatable
llanwydd: I shot out of there as quick as I could before everybody started singing
Dexter Fong: llan: that was another audition for the Army Glee Clug
Mudhead: we just pour some alcohol on Tweens, they just melt
Tor Hershman: LL, you should've gotten up and and sang this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Za34xhluhj0
ah,clem: I'll drink to that
llanwydd: my patriotism does not extend quite that far
Dexter Fong can't help but notice that Tor seems to be hardwired to the net
Tor Hershman: Hardwired, that's what she said
Dexter Fong: i thought she asked for hardware
Principalpoop: ok toots
Dexter Fong: I gave her a garden weasel
Tor Hershman: No, hardhead.....................THAT'S ALSO WHAT SHE SAID!
llanwydd: Catherwood, may I have a million dollars?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to llanwydd and mumbles "Did you want something?"
llanwydd: yes, catherwood, I want something
||||||||| Catherwood gets some corn (now we can make whiskey!)
llanwydd: LOL
Dexter Fong: Catherwood I want something
||||||||| Catherwood hands a Rat-on-a-Stick.
Mudhead: Catherwood please give llanwydd a million dollars
||||||||| Catherwood brings llanwydd a million dollars.
Tor Hershman: Catherwood get :) a mothman
||||||||| Catherwood gets ) a mothman.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood dropped the colon
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
llanwydd: sure is easy to make a fortune around here
Principalpoop: you have a lithph catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Principalpoop and says "Stop typing gibberish, Principalpoop!"
Dexter Fong: Is that your colon lying there on the floor, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
the Fool on the Hill: Catherwood get a pimple
||||||||| Catherwood gets a pimple.
Principalpoop: afk
Mudhead: thats a million bhat, worth $2.80 US$
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, get Frank acne
||||||||| Catherwood gets frank acne.
||||||||| Eugenius steals in around 9:52 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Tor Hershman: Sergeant Gib Gibberish
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Eu
Eugenius: Yo, Dexter!
llanwydd: good evening Eugenius
||||||||| Outside, the 9:53 PM bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Hemlock Scones coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Hey eugene, put down that ax
llanwydd: you picked that name so we would all pay you a compliment, right?
llanwydd: Hey Scones
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, HS
Eugenius: Hi. I am Dexter's long lost bro
Mudhead: Scones!
Hemlock Scones: I had a cough anyway and that didnt help
Tor Hershman: HS & Eu....take this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Za34xhluhj0
Dexter Fong: Kinda thought so =)
ToastedTweenOnRye: catherwood, please give everyone a hemlock flavored scone
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a hemlock flavored scone.
Dexter Fong: Eu: Seems folks here have confused with another chater
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, please scratch his asscheeks.
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Mr.Motion and inquires "Did you need me?"
Hemlock Scones: dont OD on those Hemlock scones unless you have a cockroach problem
Eugenius: I'm gonna take off now. Wuz just searchin for your email. Gonna send you one I think.
Tor Hershman: TTFN Eu
Mr.Motion: (hmmm... not quite the solution he expected....)
Hemlock Scones: is that a virtical take off or do you need a runway
Dexter Fong: Ok 'uge
Dexter Fong: a phone call would have sufficed
the Fool on the Hill: perhaps a treadmill
ToastedTweenOnRye: How ViTriOLic
Dexter Fong: Don't tread on this floss mill
ToastedTweenOnRye: Raising your lonely dental floss again, Dex?
Dexter Fong: Nope tweeny, we're into recycled Cow Pies
Mr.Motion: (checks his zircon encrusted tweezers...)
ah,clem: mental floss
Hemlock Scones: its a lonely hobby
||||||||| "Hey Eugenius!" ... Eugenius turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:00 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Twas my actual Brother who lives in Eugene OR
Principalpoop: masturbation?
Principalpoop: back
Tor Hershman: I'd pray for him, Dex, if I prayed.
Dexter Fong: Wrong chat poop
ToastedTweenOnRye: With zircon encrusted tweezers?
the Fool on the Hill: you shouldn't turbate during mass
Principalpoop: exactly
Dexter Fong: Prithee I pray, pray not brother
Principalpoop: no nurse, i told you to prick his boil...
Mudhead: OUCH!
Tor Hershman: don't boil his ........
Dexter Fong: Send in the candy stripers and the fluffers
ah,clem: lol PP
Principalpoop: that joke is almost as old as fong, and slightly less musty
Dexter Fong: thankyavurrymuch
ah,clem: still works
Mr.Motion: ...dust speck?
Tor Hershman: For I shall win the contest for lookin' like Peter Boyle - that's also a male malady and a cannibal snack recipie
the Fool on the Hill: that's a mote point
Tor Hershman: or even, or oddly, a recipe
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:05 PM, dragging Eugenius by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Principalpoop: a pinch, a smidgen
Mr.Motion: i met Peter's brother, Lance.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Eu
Mudhead: I'm loosing it..I'm going to bed, g'nite all
Principalpoop: ciao muddy
Merlyn: nite mud
Tor Hershman: and his other brother, Red
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 10:05 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Merlyn: surrealist doing the dialog with himself
Dexter Fong: MM: YOu prolly met his father Dick
Tor Hershman: TTFN Mud
Principalpoop: half-brother, full
Eugenius: Thanks for the interruption. I'll just be a minute if I can.
||||||||| "10:06 PM? 10:06 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd2 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd2 enters and sits on the couch.
llanwydd2: this chat room wouldn't let me in with my usual name
Principalpoop: wb llan hello almost eugentics
the Fool on the Hill: a minutes is never long enough on the can
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, LL Two
Principalpoop: you never logged out, use the exit button llan, or why did M put it there?
llanwydd2: I got kicked out a little while ago
Principalpoop: daves in the can man
Tor Hershman: Nite all, and remember ..... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Za34xhluhj0
Dexter Fong: Prolly something you said
Principalpoop: yah, ok toots
ah,clem: "Dave's not here, man"
Dexter Fong: getta you tootsi frootsi
ToastedTweenOnRye: Nite, Tor
Principalpoop: yes ahh, clem, I paraphrased
llanwydd2: no, actually a video screen popped up and then everything froze
Dexter Fong: a pair of phrases...why that's a conversation
llanwydd2: so I had to unplug and replug the unit and then come back and it wouldn't let me in as llanwydd
Principalpoop: the day after? what was the movie where everything froze?
the Fool on the Hill: of course Dave's not here; he doing a show on another network
ah,clem: what was on the video?
Bambi: ...
Mr.Motion: two-dollars on "Sunup" pleeze.
Bambi: see ya Tor
Dexter Fong: there is only one llanwa...ilanwoo...what the hell is your name anyway
ToastedTweenOnRye: hehe Motion
Principalpoop: night tor
llanwydd2: yes, princ. I remember The Day After
ToastedTweenOnRye: Great Marx skit
llanwydd2: it hasn't been shown in repeats, has it
llanwydd2: if I remember right it aired in 1983
Principalpoop: i have no idea
||||||||| Eugenius rushes off, saying "10:10 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Principalpoop: no, that was an atomic war, a modern film, new york and everything is super freezed
Hemlock Scones: you must have some ideas sir poop
Principalpoop: don't start with me black plague stones
Dexter Fong: poop: that superfreezing....that's a byeproduct of digitalizing
Principalpoop: stones has the plague everyone, keep your distance
Mr.Motion: kill the birds, Maney... (bang-bang)
llanwydd2: different Day After then
Principalpoop: the day after tomorrow?
Dexter Fong WONDERS IF MM will bring up the sun
Hemlock Scones: so does Honey but we are not dead yet
Principalpoop: yooo durty rat, i'll getcha seee
llanwydd2: up and at em space man
Principalpoop: prove it stones...
Dexter Fong also wonders if he's referring to Auntie Mane
Principalpoop: there is no business like show business
Principalpoop: who is the new ethel merman?
Dexter Fong: you smile when you are down
Mr.Motion: Ethyl or Regular?
Principalpoop: only what the traffic will allow
Hemlock Scones: over here we have recession, ....... there is no business
Dexter Fong: Regular or Jesus
ToastedTweenOnRye: Always look on the bright side of life, Dex
Principalpoop: put on a happy face
Dexter Fong whistles and then comments "I can see Sarah Palin's house from here"
Principalpoop: and somebody will ask, Whats so funny guy?"
Dexter Fong: love the one your with
ToastedTweenOnRye: lol Dex
Principalpoop: but sometimes you can get what you need
Mr.Motion: nothing funny about it. they're grooming Palin for 2012.
Bambi: Hey Stones :-)
Dexter Fong: I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart, Tween
ToastedTweenOnRye: Sometimes, you get your knees
ToastedTweenOnRye: lol
Hemlock Scones: thats definately not funny Mr M
Dexter Fong: and sometimes it's only the bees knees
ToastedTweenOnRye: One can only hope, motion
Principalpoop: tell us more, tell us more fong
the Fool on the Hill: like grooming a dog for a cat show
ToastedTweenOnRye: Would be the best thing for comedians since GW Bush
Mr.Motion: if only they elected Pat Paulson when they had the chance.
Dexter Fong: MM: Betcha dollars to bagels that bye 1012 SP will be so far off the radar that......
Hemlock Scones: first remove the fleas
Principalpoop: we want our corporations to rule the world, hahahaha, and you think we are morons
ToastedTweenOnRye: Indeed, Motion
Dexter Fong: wait those fleas are ticking
Mr.Motion: i'll take that bagel, Dex.
the Fool on the Hill: and the ticks are fleeing
ToastedTweenOnRye: The Paulson/Papoon ticket would have had real promise
Dexter Fong: Call Hawkmoth...she'll eat them
Hemlock Scones: swap you for a scone
llanwydd2: I remember paulson campaign slogan: "I'm upping my standards so up yours".
Dexter Fong: Interesting demographic view you have tween =))
ToastedTweenOnRye: Corporation wruling the world? No problem as long as I have my new 64-bit Wii
Principalpoop: is he still running every election?
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Yeah Poop< with Eugene V Debs
Hemlock Scones: The Black Death had real promise too, tweenster but do we need it just yet
ToastedTweenOnRye: I meant Pat Paulson of course, Dex
Principalpoop: it was nice seeing father gaduchi at the rally for sanity, he has been rallying for sanity for years
ToastedTweenOnRye: Not the current one
llanwydd2: fiddlers. what a way to go
ToastedTweenOnRye: lol Stones
Principalpoop: with cream cheese or salmon or what?
Dexter Fong: llan: Worse would be bagpipers
Bambi: beginning to feel like a Flashback http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099581/
Dexter Fong: or didgereedoos
Principalpoop: come saturday morning, sandpipers
Dexter Fong: the movie?
Hemlock Scones: or even just one bagpiper
Bambi: I want to see that Rally video!
Dexter Fong: =)) Stones
Principalpoop: how do i make my typing fingers stop making trails?
Bambi: yes, the movie was funny Kiefer Sutherland, Dennis Hopper
Bambi: looks like princep made it too
Principalpoop: o i c u 8 1 2
llanwydd2: you're not supposed to look at your fingers when you type, princ
Hemlock Scones: Honey sends her felicitations, and regrets that she is too poorly to join the chat
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: i move my lips when I read also
Hemlock Scones: or when you pipe
Dexter Fong: That's sad news
Merlyn: say hi to honey
Mr.Motion: wouldn't Donald Sutherland be more likely to be in a Dennis Hopper moobie? (Geritols again)
Bambi: our best to Honey and hopes for her feeling better!
Principalpoop: tell her to get well, the principal has instructed her to do so
Bambi: nope, it was an older movie
Hemlock Scones: i think she has the same upper respiratory infection that i have,
Principalpoop: and peter fonda had a daughter, ok toots
Principalpoop: the plague, i say
Bambi: caught a respiratory infection over the Internet? don't they have antivirus for that? ;-)
Principalpoop: it is carrried by spam
ToastedTweenOnRye: Yeah, may Honey feel well very soon indeed
Bambi: lol princep
Bambi: hope you both are feeling better soon Stones!
Hemlock Scones: headache, mouth like a firemans wellington, ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssaaaaaaaaa--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Principalpoop: where is cat tonight? i have a youtube link to a japanese concert
Hemlock Scones: i tried McAfee but all they sent was another bloody piper
Principalpoop: the singer is a hologram, the future is here
llanwydd2: cat was here
Bambi: Cat is feeling poorly too
Bambi: left early
Principalpoop: get well all, come on now
ToastedTweenOnRye: darn :(
Hemlock Scones: Cat caught it over the net as well
llanwydd2: yeah, he's been gone an hour
Principalpoop: typhoid scones
Principalpoop: cholera fong
Bambi: maybe they ate those dreaded scones from Catherwood ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Bambi and says "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
llanwydd2: well, I'm out of here. see ya next week
Bambi: lol
Bambi: have a great week llan!
Principalpoop: tap exit llan, or I will slap you
Hemlock Scones: take care llan
ToastedTweenOnRye: Be well and happy, LL
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, eat his shorts.
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Mr.Motion and says "Did you need me?"
Hemlock Scones: slap him anyway just for the practice, poop
Principalpoop: i have not heard that phrase in years mister motion
Principalpoop: no, he might learn to like it
Mr.Motion: many phrases, go thru phases.
the Fool on the Hill: Catherwood get up and dances
||||||||| Catherwood gets up and dances.
||||||||| 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 yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: the yaws got him
Dexter Fong
Principalpoop: no, that was llan the first
Principalpoop: llan did not tap exit again, grrrrr
Dexter Fong: ;
Principalpoop: what are you doing fong?
Hemlock Scones: go get him poop
ToastedTweenOnRye: He was in two onces at place?
Principalpoop: i have his number scones, he is on my list now
Principalpoop: exactly tween
Dexter Fong: just re=taking my rightful place in the waiting room list
Principalpoop: next to bambi? you cad
Principalpoop: call me a cad please
Dexter Fong: cad? No sir, her caddy
Bambi says ha!
Principalpoop: ha? haha, hahaha cough cough
Bambi: lol
ToastedTweenOnRye: She has a DeVille?
Dexter Fong hands Bambi her ha!
Bambi: and goat?
Dexter Fong estimates the distance as roughly 135 yards
Principalpoop: i will get your goat
ToastedTweenOnRye sees Bambi's ha! and raises her a haruumpfh!
Bambi: need one, might be a 1 goat night
Dexter Fong: poop: you shall never get my goat or ghost or ghost of goat
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, get Jiggy With It.
||||||||| Catherwood gets jiggy with it.
Bambi: oh, wait...that was dog
Principalpoop: i see your harrumph and bet 2 guffaws
Hemlock Scones: Hoo Hah exclaims Scones
ToastedTweenOnRye jiggles Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside ToastedTweenOnRye and mumbles "Would you like something?"
Hemlock Scones: and i raise you one Yabbadabbadoo
Principalpoop: who's bet is it?
Bambi: Catherwood pass around the homemade fire engine hot salsa and chips
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Bambi and queries "Something I can help with?"
Bambi: Catherwood pour around the homemade fire engine hot salsa and chips
||||||||| Catherwood gives around the homemade fire engine hot salsa and chips.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, serve the 'orsedouvres
||||||||| Catherwood gets the 'orsedouvres.
Principalpoop: ouch hot hot hot
ToastedTweenOnRye: Catherwood, please serve some jugfish with the chips
||||||||| Catherwood gets some jugfish with the chips.
Principalpoop: what do the english eat for snacks scones?
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, fetch Barney Rubble.
||||||||| Catherwood gives barney rubble.
Bambi: Catherwood serve some English dark Ale with the chips
||||||||| Catherwood hands some english dark ale with the chips.
Hemlock Scones: all kinds of crap, poop
Principalpoop: dont me go guinness on you
Hemlock Scones: and all kinds of poop, crap
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please answer the phone
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
Principalpoop: make
Dexter Fong: someone
Dexter Fong: happy
Dexter Fong: just
the Fool on the Hill: catherwood fetch the human head
||||||||| Catherwood hands the human head.
Principalpoop: you said that wrong, it should have been, all kinds of crap, principlepoop
Bambi: Catherwood pour me a double toasted almond instead of ale
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi a double toasted almond instead of ale.
Mr.Motion: must be 3:40 a.m. in the U.K., Scones?
Hemlock Scones: no need for formality just call me Sir
Principalpoop: your highness
Dexter Fong: Sri?
Principalpoop: to sir with love, i entered chat a child and left as a man, hahaha
Bambi: better than the 4 horseman
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd2 - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: what was her name? floppy? tootsie?
Dexter Fong: The Dalton's and the Jame's gang
Bambi: they grow up quickly at your school princep
the Fool on the Hill wants something, but doesn't know what
Principalpoop: i want the world and I want it now
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, place your head firmly between your cheek crack.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Mr.Motion
Principalpoop: they grow up or not at all
Principalpoop: steady there mister motion
ToastedTweenOnRye: Good night firebrains. See you next time, same firetime, same firechannel
the Fool on the Hill: catherwood get around
||||||||| Catherwood gets around.
Dexter Fong: I've been experimenting with growing sideways
||||||||| "10:41 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ToastedTweenOnRye, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Principalpoop: ciao tween
Bambi: unless they are without backbones...then they fall over
Mr.Motion: nite Tweeny.
Principalpoop: me too fong
Hemlock Scones: get me one whilst your at the bar pleasel
Dexter Fong: Nite Tween
Bambi: have a great week Tween!
Mr.Motion: Catherwood, must be on to me?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Mr.Motion and queries "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Principalpoop: you invertebrate you
Bambi: lol
Bambi: starting to get cold at night out there in the mountains princep?
Principalpoop: yes
Mr.Motion: yeah, that was funny, eh, Bambi?
Principalpoop: finally
Bambi: we did get to camp one night this year in W VA on our trip north
Principalpoop: they have real mountains there
Principalpoop: i am in the foothills
Bambi: we've had a couple nights with light frost here so far
Bambi: gonna be in the 30s this week till monday
Mr.Motion: the foothills of the headlands?
Bambi: hills and dales?
Principalpoop: that is my neck of the woods
Mr.Motion: (not bad for a knee-jerk response)
Hemlock Scones: do they still shit in there PP ?
Principalpoop: you bet, come visit and see
Principalpoop: who are you calling a jerk?
Dexter Fong: and a knee too
Bambi: hey when I was a child and visited with my grandparents on my mother's side, we used the outhouse, except at night...
Principalpoop: what is the name of tapping the knee reflex, perfect for a joke here?
Mr.Motion: looks around
Principalpoop: there are still families in Va without indoor plumbing, that astounds me
Dexter Fong: What is the name of the tapping knee reflex
Principalpoop: i will go google if I must
Bambi: amazing isn't it
Principalpoop: not the heimliche manuveaur
Dexter Fong: Yeah
Hemlock Scones: filthy swine
Dexter Fong: and don't tase him bro
Principalpoop: curly's response was always the other knee
Dexter Fong: Curly was cross wired
Principalpoop: or was it harpo?
Dexter Fong: Had to wear his headphones reversed
the Fool on the Hill: the patellar reflex
Principalpoop: the fool, thanks so much, cool
Dexter Fong: Had to drive a special british import
Mr.Motion: any feline folk in here?
Hemlock Scones: must go take some meds a lie down now mes ami, see you again next week if not before, take care all
Principalpoop: patellar, like the cigar, easy to remember now
Dexter Fong: I was a cheetah once
Principalpoop: get well scones, honey too
Dexter Fong: Au 'voir Scones
Bambi: we had The Root Cat :-) he was a wonderful cat ... but we also had birds and years ago a dog ... and some fish ... and a white mouse...we love animals in general
Mr.Motion: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/12/science/12cats.html?_r=1
Bambi: movies of the mind :-) great analogy for Firesign Theatre
Hemlock Scones: thanks pp, hope all is well with you and yours too. see ya all soon
Hemlock Scones: nighty night all
||||||||| 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 __^..^__ gets out at 10:52 PM.
Mr.Motion: nite.
__^..^__ meow
||||||||| "10:52 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Hemlock Scones, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Principalpoop: now that is super cool
Bambi: have a great week Stones ... best to you and Honey!
Principalpoop: send me some of those meds hehe
the Fool on the Hill: look what dragged the cat in
Bambi: lol
ah,clem: thanks all, and have a great week!
Bambi: hey __^..^__
Principalpoop: thanks so much ahh, clem, bambi
Bambi: have a great week Dear Friends !!! See ya next time...
__^..^__ rubs against Bambi
||||||||| 10:54 PM -- Bambi left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Merlyn: you too clem
Principalpoop: i will jump in your van and go with, ciao
Principalpoop: best for all
||||||||| Principalpoop rushes off, saying "10:54 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: MM: intresting (how cats drink) I find my cat's eating of crunchies interesting also...he dishes them out of the bowl one at a time with his paw
||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 10:54 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..."
the Fool on the Hill: one of ours does that
Dexter Fong: and thanks clem, and I don't have to park tonight
Mr.Motion: methinx some attrition is afoot.
Dexter Fong: attrition, yes =))
ah,clem: nytol
||||||||| At 10:56 PM, ah,clem hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: thank you C & B
Mr.Motion: well, then i shall yield to the way of the Bozos, and bid thee g'nite as well.
||||||||| a foot tiptoes in around 10:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
the Fool on the Hill: must me Thing's cousin
Dexter Fong: Interesting also, I'm listed as "unknown" by Nino...he always locates me in NYC and I'm not using an anonymizer
Dexter Fong: In fact only you MM are located by Nino
the Fool on the Hill: he doesn't sus me either; and i know my IP addresse is listed (albeit not as my specific location)
Mr.Motion: apparently, i'm unanonymizable?
Dexter Fong: I just started using Chrome, wonder if that's what's doing it
Mr.Motion: is Chrome worth dumping Firefox for?
a foot stinks a little
Dexter Fong: MM: Don't ask me, my son installed it..I was perfectly happy with netscape =))
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
the Fool on the Hill is not giving up NoScript
Dexter Fong: ffot: you mean you won't improvise?
Dexter Fong: sorry...FoH
the Fool on the Hill holds his thumb on his NoScript
a foot stands on hers
Dexter Fong notices and makes a mental note to retrieve that thumb print
Dexter Fong notices the use of a feminine pronoun
Mr.Motion: anyway, i was at the dentist today. pretty beat. hope to find ya next week.
Mr.Motion: nite.
Dexter Fong: Night MM
||||||||| Around 11:04 PM, Mr.Motion walks off into the sunset...
the Fool on the Hill: like women's feet?
Dexter Fong: Stay away from very hot or very cold things
Dexter Fong: Keep going FoH
__^..^__ sits on a foot
Dexter Fong: a monopod aha!!
a foot is cozy
Dexter Fong: inside a fur lined boot in front of a roaring fire
Dexter Fong loves the smerll of burning fur
__^..^__ growls
Dexter Fong: Time to leave, see any of you next week
||||||||| Dexter Fong rushes off, saying "11:08 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
a foot kicks off
||||||||| Around 11:08 PM, a foot walks off into the sunset...
the Fool on the Hill: couldn't hope for a more apropriate entry or exit! :D
||||||||| Around 11:09 PM, the Fool on the Hill walks off into the sunset...
__^..^__ meow
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:09 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs __^..^__ by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| "3:57 AM? 3:57 AM!!" says Catherwood, "VerticalVeteran should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as VerticalVeteran enters and sits in front of the fireplace.

Out of the fog . . .
into the smog . . .
relentlessly . . .
ruthlessly . . . . . .
doggadly . . .

toward his weekly meeting with The Unknown.

At 4th and Drucker he turns left.
At Drucker and 4th he turns right.
He crosses MacArthur Park
and walks into a great sandstone building.

Groping for the door,
he steps inside,
climbs the thirteen steps to his office . . .

He walks in!
He’s ready for mystery . . .
he’s ready for excitment . . .
he’s ready for anything . . .
he’s . . .

Nick Danger, Third Eye!


The makers of Fantastic Cigarettes,
“Long in the leaf
and Short in the can,

” bring you another true story
from the tattered casebook of Nick Danger,
Third Eye.

Let’s join him now in the adventure we call,

“Cut ‘Em Off At The Past!”


I didn’t hear him enter,
but my nostrils flared
at the smell of his perfume

-- Pyramid Pachtuli.

There was only one joker
in Los Angeles
sensitive enough to wear that scent,

and I had to find out who he was!

George Bush

||||||||| VerticalVeteran rushes off, saying "3:58 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 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
Hemlock Scones
the Fool on the Hill
Tor Hershman
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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"