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 August 11, 2011 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Outside, the 9:03 AM bus from Billville pulls away, leaving RedPillTweeny coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| It's 9:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Outside, the 1:43 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving RedPillTweeny coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| It's 1:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 cease2 falls out at 8:58 PM.
||||||||| LiberTweenian enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
cease2: are you alive or dead?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 11, 2011 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
LiberTweenian: an interesting philospophical quandary
cease2: typing for the dead, a great title for a new firesign album
LiberTweenian: lol
cease2: i'm on the laptop hence cease2
LiberTweenian: Shoes For Industry! Typing For The Dead!
cease2: the main computer is in the shop
LiberTweenian: aha
LiberTweenian: Is it also an Apple?
cease2: no
LiberTweenian: I've become quite fond of Ubuntu Linux
cease2: a dell, on doc'sx recommendaqtion
LiberTweenian: Win XP?
cease2: i shouls get Lion for this
cease2: not sure
cease2: it refused to turn on so i had to take it in
LiberTweenian: Lion requires some pretty heavy duty processing power, from what I've heard
cease2: this 7 year old powserbook 4 is not powerful
LiberTweenian: G4 PPC? Won't even run Snow Leopard
LiberTweenian: What's the proc speed? If it's a 1G I might take it off your hands
cease2: its old but still works
||||||||| Dexter Fong bounds in at 9:05 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Merlyn: hullo
cease2: i paid a fortune for it in 04. not worth shit now
LiberTweenian: Hey Dex, Merl
cease2: hi merl, the possible dex
LiberTweenian: They do devalue with age
Dexter Fong: Hey everbody
||||||||| lanwyd bounds in at 9:06 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
lanwyd: howdy
cease2: any more news about firesign shows, merl?
Dexter Fong: howdy right back little beaver
cease2: ossman cant afford to call me and bring me up to date on a regular basis
LiberTweenian: I'm looking for a 1G Titanuim because that's the fastest lappy they made which will run OS 9 native
LiberTweenian: My music software won't run in Classic Mode
Merlyn: nope cat
LiberTweenian: any newz on da boyz?
Merlyn: and the terrible news drought continues
Merlyn: nope tween
cease2: news drought?
LiberTweenian: Of only Texas had a news dought instead of the real kind
cease2: they have books coming out and should be on tour in november. that's fucking news
Merlyn: nobody typing anything for a while, cat
LiberTweenian: kewl :)
cease2: its hard for me to type on this laptop thingie but i can still type, sort of
lanwyd: books coming out? that IS news
cease2: no keyboard, just this built in keyboard which i find very hard to use
LiberTweenian: Hi LL
cease2: yes, finally the anythinge you want to book and another book of scripts
LiberTweenian: A regular size USB keyboard and mouse would be very cheep
cease2: ossie seemed very jazzedd about the scripts book
cease2: i did buy a keyboard for it, but no place to put it
Dexter Fong: You should buy a table then
lanwyd: I ordered the original Anythynge You Want To script from the Young Tom Edison Club back around 1977
lanwyd: I still have it
cease2: i'm using this laptop on top of a filing cabinet
Dexter Fong: Did you get it?
cease2: i think this script will be the foot noted script the guys have been working on forever
lanwyd: yeah, dex. I got it very shortly after I ordered it
LiberTweenian imagines cease in the lotus position on top of a filing cabinet
lanwyd: with a little note from Elmo Firesign thanking me for the order
cease2: not that dexterous, tween
cease2: ossie told me they were going to play portland. ive never been there, might go
cease2: i was planning to go to see them in kirkland, but may not
LiberTweenian: Well folks, Governor Rick Perry has thrown his hat into the Presidential ring, so you may yet have a second opportunity to experience Texas Government In Action on the federal level
Dexter Fong: Tween: Is he a Tea Bagger?
LiberTweenian: Time once again to get out the Papoon campaign memorabilia
LiberTweenian: No, more a Christian Conservative, but anyone who runs for the Republican nominatiuon will have to have the backing fof the tea party types
LiberTweenian: I like Ron Paul, but then I got bit by the Libertarian bug a few years back
lanwyd: you think obama will be re-elected?
Merlyn: I foresee a new political party in the US -- the teetotalers
lanwyd: if I were registered with any party I'd be libertarian
LiberTweenian: If the economy doesn't improve dramatically (and I think it will get much worse), I sould say no
Dexter Fong: llan: It quite possible the republicans will destroy them selves in the primaries and scare everybody into voting democrat
LiberTweenian: "Elect us. At least we're sober..."
cease2: was that before pro-inhibition?
lanwyd: I think the republican party will be replaced by the libertarian party someday
LiberTweenian: That could happen as well, Dex. There are some real clowns in the crowd
lanwyd: maybe not in my lifetime
cease2: dex, thats what bergman predicted. shows how wrong he can be
Dexter Fong: when did he predict that
LiberTweenian: Well, Dr. Paul might attract some Democrats vecause of his anti-war/anti-imperialism stance
cease2: we have a right winhg govt and you have a right wing congress. same thing
LiberTweenian: *because
cease2: which is odd as canada is basicaly a left wing country
lanwyd: I've been following ron paul throughout his entire career
lanwyd: I wish he stood a chance
Merlyn: "hey"
LiberTweenian: His books are very good. Have you read Manifesto and End The Fed?
lanwyd: I've only voted for a third party candidate once. perot in 92
Merlyn: that was a test, my last entry in quotes vanished mysteriously
lanwyd: that was a mistake
lanwyd: and I almost voted for john anderson in 1980
LiberTweenian wonders what a Canadian 'conservative socialist' would look like
LiberTweenian: like the servants?
lanwyd: I must admit I haven't read his books
LiberTweenian: You should give them a try. I'm sure your local library has them. He defines his brand of Libertarianism very well. Lots of common sense.
LiberTweenian: He's been defined by many as a Libertarian Constituionalist, which is a concept I like.
lanwyd: the government that governs least governs best
cease2: speaking of socialists, tommy douglas, who was the socialist premier of sask when i was born there long ago, was hounded by the mountiies during his lifetime. the supreme court today insisted the govt declassify the mounti'es files on tommy but the govt refuses
LiberTweenian: in a nutshell
cease2: our"govt" doesnt even obey the laws of the country. its hardly conservative in any sense
Dexter Fong: That's right, keep things in the hands of the bank and wall street
lanwyd: I actually prefer the ancient greek system of "self government"
LiberTweenian: I suppose the Mountie's hands aren't any cleaner than those of the FBI
Dexter Fong: How many slaves do you have, llan?
cease2: its thanks to tommy that my country isnt entirely in the hands of wall street, though our current govt wants to change that
cease2: no, police systems are inherently corrupt
LiberTweenian: Gerald Celente has proposed that we adobt a system of direct elections, as the Swiss have
cease2: we used to feature celente a lot in adbusters
lanwyd: what is a "direct election"?
Merlyn: as opposed to a parliamentary system
LiberTweenian: Have you visited the Campaign For Liberty web site?
cease2: the actors elect the director
Merlyn: parliament decides on the PM
Merlyn: or the AM
lanwyd: lol
cease2: in theory
Merlyn: I think it would be the actors are chosen by the audience
Dexter Fong: Who wants attend auditions
Merlyn: so politics is like "Whose line is it, anyway?"
LiberTweenian: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elections_in_Switzerland
lanwyd: I directed a very anarchistic group of actors onstage once
cease2: that must have been difficult, llan
lanwyd: it all started because I wanted it to be a group effort but some of them wanted to direct me
Dexter Fong: Turnabout and all that
cease2: sounds like something from a coke commercial, merl
Merlyn: turn it into a play-within-a-play, with rent-to-own
lanwyd: I was really stressed out that year (1999). I was in a horrible version of what I now call the scottish play at the same time I was directing this other production
lanwyd: when it was all over I ended the millenium on a triumphant note by appearing in a very outstanding version of King Lear
cease2: have any of you seen the Taking of Power by Louis XIV
LiberTweenian: cool
cease2: a rosselini flick from 66
LiberTweenian: brb
cease2: new yorker reccommended it so i rented it, will watch tonight
||||||||| "9:44 PM? I'm late!" exclaims LiberTweenian, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
lanwyd: I have only seen rosselini's war trilogy
||||||||| 9:44 PM: LiberTweenian jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
cease2: i dont think i've seen any
lanwyd: the war trilogy is great but the first in the series, Open City, is the best
Dexter Fong: wb tween
cease2: heard of it
LiberTweenian: FF doing some strange things with the tabs
Merlyn: firefox acting up?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:47 PM and ahClem bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
lanwyd: Hey, Clem!
cease2: it's clem
LiberTweenian: Howdy, clem
Merlyn: is this a different clem?
cease2: a grape from ancient greece. now we can make retsina!
LiberTweenian: Yeah, it's not restoring the tabs when swicthing out of full screen mode
Merlyn: hmm, probably not the PHP code then tween...
ahClem: I've been gone for a few months but I feel fine
cease2: good for you, clem
Merlyn: good to hyar
LiberTweenian: No Merl, it's in other windows as well
LiberTweenian: Not something you're doing
cease2: how is bambi?
ahClem: This doesn't scale well on an iPad. I can't tell my ACsfrom my DCs
Dexter Fong: Hi clem
Merlyn: you can config a few things if you work at it, clem, like the number of lines of text shown
ahClem: Yeah. Ipad no liky. Back to the shadows!!
||||||||| At 9:56 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, ahClem!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ahClem inside, makes a note of the time (9:57 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Is anyone else having problems with very delayed data transmission?
cease2: not that i know of, but strange computer
Merlyn: seems ok to me dex
cease2: is clem on an ipad?
cease2: austin was on ipad the last couple of times he was here
cease2: not very happy about the interface, as i recall
Merlyn: sounded like it, car
Merlyn: cat*
Merlyn: can you plug in a keyboard?
cease2: i'm lucky my name isn't car, my dad being a car dealer and all
cease2: yes merl
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: New Futurama on
cease2: i am going to have to sart watching that, merl
lanwyd: I thought Bronfman was the only car dealer in yorkton
cease2: 80 years ago, yes
cease2: no more like 90
Dexter Fong: afk fr
ahClem: All right, I'm flying on pure petrol now. Chrome, baby
cease2: how is bambi, clem?
ahClem: She's in a Bozette nunnery
ahClem: Anybody up for some fried groat clusters?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:11 PM, then departs.
lanwyd: yeah, clem. heavy on the 30 weight
cease2: hi bun
Bunnyboy: PU, PU, we're all for you, Yaaay, BO!
LiberTweenian: Hey Bun
lanwyd: evening bunnyboy
||||||||| Outside, the 10:14 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving H. Stones coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
lanwyd: hey, stones
LiberTweenian: Stones, my good fellow!
H. Stones: Greetings
cease2: how are things in riot land, stones?
ahClem: Stones, stones. Good to read you
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubby abd stones
cease2: i'm glad vaancouver has been eclipsed
Bunnyboy: Yoba, Stones!
H. Stones: Waiting for Honey....
H. Stones: brb
lanwyd: well, I have to be going. see you all next thursday
||||||||| "10:16 PM? I'm late!" exclaims H. Stones, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease2: that's what bears always say
Dexter Fong: Night llan
ahClem: See you on the funway
cease2: by llan
||||||||| At 10:17 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, lanwyd!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Outside, the 10:17 PM bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving H. Stones coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
H. Stones: i am back
ahClem: So, there's a radio station across the street from my house and I'm watching a guy pull a full sized acoustic bass out of a Mini Cooper
Dexter Fong: and wreathed in diesel fumes
H. Stones: making tea if anyone would like a cup
cease2: the kind of tea i'm into doesn't come in a cup
H. Stones: does it come in a sock
cease2: is that anything like a sea bass?
H. Stones: no thats more like fish
ahClem: Loose leaf?
H. Stones: yes
H. Stones: moderate fluoride level
H. Stones: adding milk helps reduce it
||||||||| "10:21 PM? 10:21 PM!!" says Catherwood, "PrincipalPoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as PrincipalPoop enters and sits at the bar.
cease2: has your city been rioted yet, stones?
ahClem: Real clown's milk?
H. Stones: yo Poopster
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
cease2: hey poop
H. Stones: i live forty five miles from nearest city
ahClem: Here, here!
cease2: hard to riot in the countryside
Merlyn: hi PP
PrincipalPoop: hello maybe
H. Stones: there is always a curfew here
cease2: are they still milking those clowns?
ahClem: Actually, I've been to some crazy barn dances in North Dakota
||||||||| Honey Sanchez enters at 10:22 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: Hi Honey
Bunnyboy: La Poop!
H. Stones: yo Honeybunch
Bunnyboy: hiya, Honey!
cease2: hola honey
PrincipalPoop: stones is rural, wow
H. Stones: more anal than rural poopster
Honey Sanchez: Hey Hola compadres !!!
cease2: ive been enjoyhing new mexico by watching breaking bad and NOT LIVING THERE
PrincipalPoop: slow down I am lagging
PrincipalPoop: hi honey, all
H. Stones: now shos in the sticks poop
Honey Sanchez: hahaha cat
ahClem: It's hard with all these geeks a-gawking at you
H. Stones: well said from your safe hideaway in Canadia
cease2: sorry honey
cease2: we were riot central a few weeks ago. it's a relief to have it be someplace else
Honey Sanchez: eh no sorrys no regrets haha just toke another one for me
H. Stones: hiya clem, hows Bambi
ahClem: She's sweet, Pete
PrincipalPoop: all the gegaws geeking at you
cease2: we have less sun than most places on earth and i've still had skin cancer twice here
Dexter Fong: You prolly contracted it in LA
H. Stones: they had a riot in Canadia once Honey but nobody noticed
cease2: buut i did think of you and marc maron when i saw the show, honey
cease2: everyone noticed. still much of down town is boarded up
ahClem: Where do they have less sun?
Dexter Fong: Stones: I saw it...thought it was a hockey game
cease2: maron's from albuqurque and talks about it alot
||||||||| Tor Hershman tiptoes in around 10:28 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
PrincipalPoop: hehe ahclem hehe
PrincipalPoop: hi tor
Dexter Fong: Hey Tor
cease2: gee, i wonder what hirshman would be like if he hadn't torn
ahClem: Never met a Tor before
ahClem: Howdy
Tor Hershman: That's a real ripper, Cea
cease2: maybe Rip Hershman as Larry Sanders Too
Tor Hershman: You can't be the real Ah, ehh?
cease2: if you;'re not ripped, why are you here?
Dexter Fong: OOooh
Tor Hershman: Why are any of us here? Too much hash?
Merlyn: hey bboy, and tor and honey, see you next week
PrincipalPoop: why are riots in egypt a good thing? but bad in england?
cease2: is there such a thing?
ahClem: A little hash never hurt
Bunnyboy: lo Tor!
Tor Hershman: Nite Mer
Bunnyboy: Later crowd tonite!
Bunnyboy: nite Merlyn!
cease2: indeed bun
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:31 PM, then departs.
cease2: by merl
H. Stones: welcome to the land of the night people
cease2: keep on not updating us on firesign shows
Elayne: Evenin' all! Sorry I'm a bit late, I was lazing about... um, I mean, detoxing
H. Stones: see ya merl
Dexter Fong: Hey elayne
ahClem: Woo-hoo!
PrincipalPoop: ciao leavers
H. Stones: Hiya Elayne
Honey Sanchez: hello el
cease2: wow, merl leaves and el shows up
Bunnyboy: I'm just standing here, next to the revolving door.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, El
cease2: that's oddly synchronistic
Merlyn: I haven't left yet, hi E
ahClem: I'm not dead yet
Tor Hershman: Say, anyone beside moi have the police kick-in your glass storm door last week?
Bunnyboy blocks the revolving door, takes the "instrument" out of the "case"...
Elayne: Any word on DocTech?
Bunnyboy: lo El!
PrincipalPoop: you ain't got no brains on the right
Merlyn: haven't heard anything E, but he's still sending email
ahClem: Sound off!
Tor Hershman: that's left
Bunnyboy: Hun Toe!
PrincipalPoop: medical marijuana misunderstanding again tor?
Bunnyboy: Tea Fog!
cease2: not i, el, but my computeer is in the shop. cant get email
Tor Hershman: Nope, PP
Tor Hershman: Moi ain't been high since '81
Bunnyboy: Hun Toe, Tea Fog, Toontown...
cease2: i think his operation is this week
PrincipalPoop: you had to pawn your pc? ouch
Elayne: Cat, if you can't use your computer, how can you be there?
Elayne: I mean, here?
Elayne: I mean, somewhere, when you're not anywhere at all?
PrincipalPoop: high on life eh? yah sure hehe
Tor Hershman: TEA FOG! TEA POG! I always thought it was TREE FROG
cease2: i have a laptop. it cant get mail though
Bunnyboy: Poop: Hello? 21st Century? It's an implant!
H. Stones: sounds like here
Elayne: Ah, of course Bunnyboy...
Bunnyboy: It WAS Tree Frog. It IS 21st Century!
Tor Hershman: Thanks, BB
Bunnyboy: ...or an iPHone.
PrincipalPoop: I'll bite. what is an implant?
ahClem: Oh good. We're surrounded on all three sides
H. Stones: i am in with the inplants
Tor Hershman: I'm in with the in plant
Bunnyboy: Actions speak louder than words, Poop. Open wide!
Tor Hershman: Ahhhh, H. S. beat moi to it
cease2: i'm in with the in cidre
PrincipalPoop: Rhodadendrons? they are withit
H. Stones: Honey is breaking bad but i am just breaking wind
Honey Sanchez: hehehe
cease2: thankfuly no one can smell you out in the country, stones
Dexter Fong: Winds light and variable
H. Stones: in space, no one can hear you hum
PrincipalPoop: i was supposed to open wide stones, not you
Tor Hershman: But really, check me blog to see the police misconduct report I filed. http://torhershman.blogspot.com/ It's a real Hoot, really.
Bunnyboy: My periodontist gave me a cool T-Shirt, after my final implant checkup. It had his cool, Leonardo da Vinci biz design (the naked guy with 4 arms and 4 legs) on the back...
Bunnyboy: And, in stark white letters, on the front: ASK ME ABOUT IMPLANTS.
Bunnyboy: What a bummer.
cease2: somehow periodontist and cool dont belong in the same sentence
PrincipalPoop: you really filed it? it was nice knowing you tor...
Merlyn: vitruvian man
Tor Hershman: I don't even, nor oddly, know what a periodontist is.
Tor Hershman: Oh wait, yes I do
Merlyn: he fixes periods, Tor
Tor Hershman: Phcuk Fonics
ahClem: Google might be lying
Merlyn: like the one you needed at the end of that sentence.
LiberTweenian: ...
Merlyn: anywho, see you all next time
Tor Hershman: Hey, PP, you ain't been keepin'-up with the ole Tor at-t'all.
PrincipalPoop: bite your fingers for typing that ahhhclem
Bunnyboy: An endodontist does root canals, and deals with the inner structures of the teeth.
||||||||| At 10:40 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Merlyn!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Elayne: Bye Brian!
LiberTweenian: Google never lies, and it's always right
ahClem: Ouch!
Tor Hershman: It's a lot less trouble when you have zero fear of death
Tor Hershman: Shattering Glass!
Bunnyboy: A periodontist may handle the deeper work, like extractions, gum grafting and implants.
Tor Hershman: That's just how it was here on Kristallbruch
cease2: not unless you fear zero mostel
PrincipalPoop: i have zero fear of your death tor
Tor Hershman: Kristallbrunch
Tor Hershman: Likewise, PP
ahClem: Kristallsiesta?
H. Stones: anyone seen Super Eight yet
cease2: a periodontist once told me the greatest pleasure in life was chewing. i wondered, what does he consider pleasure?
PrincipalPoop: no no, go back to pot, dont use kristal
Tor Hershman: Most amusing, Cea. I do enjoy Mr. Mostel's work
ahClem: I almost got to see it at the drive in. But nooooo
Tor Hershman: The one with he and Clint Walker was a weird flick
Dexter Fong: I'm having refresh problems so will exit for the night see you next week
Tor Hershman: Nite, Dex
cease2: off you go dex
PrincipalPoop: he was a commie, a pinko commie, is anybody still commie?
PrincipalPoop: night fong
ahClem: Refresh in good health, dex
H. Stones: sorry about that Dex, not even exchanged words yet
Tor Hershman: Only the religious authorties, PP
PrincipalPoop: he wont talk to you at the current exchange rate
Bunnyboy: So, where is everyone on their BREAKING BAD cycle? Study group?
Bunnyboy: Stones: SUPER 8 is fun!
H. Stones: i am still breaking wind
PrincipalPoop: we are all gods children, hah
Elayne: I'm cutting out too, I'm afraid. Next week, all.
||||||||| Elayne says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Elayne exits at 10:45 PM.
H. Stones: thanks bun
Tor Hershman: Not I, PP
cease2: by el
H. Stones: see you, have a good week El
Tor Hershman: TTFN, El
Bunnyboy: I've enjoyed my last 2 summer movie outings: CAPTAIN AMERICA and RISE OF THE PLANET OF THE APES.
Bunnyboy: nite El!
ahClem: I wanna see the Apes movie
cease2: Fumiyo and I saw Cave of Forgotten dreams in 3D last week. very good
Bunnyboy: Happy 20th Anniversary to Ren & Stimpy!
Bunnyboy: Just the right amount of tongue-in-cheek on APES.
cease2: having paleolithic horses plunged into your face in a cave is indeed a trip
Tor Hershman: I bought a four film set from Turner.
Bunnyboy: Which one, Tor? There are several.
PrincipalPoop: beastality?
Tor Hershman: It has "Forbidden Planet," "Soylent Green," "The TIme Machine" and "@001
Tor Hershman: 2001
PrincipalPoop: classics
ahClem: Cave of Forgotten Dreams was awesome! Best documentary I'd seen in years, cease2
ahClem: What's the best historical type book you've read? I need to add to my reading list
Tor Hershman: testing
cease2: wonderful use of 3d
Tor Hershman: ahClem, read "My Life As A Small Boy" by Wally Cox
PrincipalPoop: same here tor lapsed
H. Stones: hi Tor was just reading your blog
PrincipalPoop: what kind of history?
cease2: i read it in 1967 and again in 05. fine book
Tor Hershman: Hey, I ain't lapsed anyone in years. *sound of Mrs, H. say 'thank goodness'*
Bunnyboy: Neat 4 pack! The thing that I keep running into with the "plex" releases is the "got 1 or 2 of the 4 already" quandry.
Tor Hershman: A hoot, ain't it, H.
H. Stones: well it is the riot season now
cease2: as for history, i've read vast amounts. i';d reccommend anything by barbara tuchman
Tor Hershman: It's been a riot for moi for years & years & years
ahClem: I like it when we know the consequences. So anything that ends before 1940 or so
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease2: i also like alternative histories such as the man in the High cashtle by philip k dick and Bring the Jubillee by ward moore
Tor Hershman: I don't know, Ah, Bertrand Russell's "A HisTORy of Western Philosophy." I did that one at 14. I could believe my Jr.Sr. High library had it.
Tor Hershman: TTFN, DEX
Tor Hershman: Could not
cease2: he comes, he goes, just like everyone
ahClem: We all go. One drip at a time
PrincipalPoop: good to the last drop
Tor Hershman: Good to last refresh
LiberTweenian: ...
cease2: ok, i'm of to 16th centuury france. maybe i'll meet de la Tour?
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:59 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs cease2 by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
ahClem: Laughing Cow Cheese sounds delicious for some reason
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
PrincipalPoop: a happy cow is happy cheese
Tor Hershman: Amused Bovine Curds
Tor Hershman: Don't let that whey you down
ahClem: Curd of the Realm
PrincipalPoop: i changed my refresh i can see again
Tor Hershman: it a miracle whip
PrincipalPoop: oops no
||||||||| At 11:01 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, PrincipalPoop!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
ahClem: A blessed spread
Tor Hershman: Catherwood ????
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Tor Hershman and asks "You rang?"
ahClem: Catherwood, more sherry, please
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to ahClem and asks "Something I can help with?"
Bunnyboy: Escape beckons. Nitey!
||||||||| Bunnyboy hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 11:02 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Tor Hershman: TTFN BB
H. Stones: i must away also, have a good week all and say hello to absentees for m and honey
ahClem: God Speed, Bunny
Tor Hershman: Oh, I just borrowed, from the public library, most of The Twilight Zone.
Tor Hershman: God Speed Bunny - The Easter Rabbit on amphetamines
ahClem: Nice, Tor
Tor Hershman: *Tor purrrrrrs*
ahClem: What's your favorite Twilight Zone so far?
Tor Hershman: I this set "The Invaders" but we are only into year two
ahClem: Is that the one with granny and the flying saucer?
Tor Hershman: Mrs. H. enjoy the 'mind reading' episode with Darrin Stevens
Tor Hershman: Yep, HEY - that had Darrin's mother in law in it
LiberTweenian: Yes 'tis
LiberTweenian: That's a very good episode
Tor Hershman: Indeed
LiberTweenian: Everyone have a great week...
Tor Hershman: TTFN LTween
LiberTweenian: btw - I think my fav is "The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street"
ahClem: Oh yeah, penny for your thoughts. Great one
||||||||| LiberTweenian departs at 11:08 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Tor Hershman: I do have a GREAT WEEK END ....BUTT I'm going to start some glut exercises....soon. Oh, I meant Weak End
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tor Hershman: I'm not sure, which one
ahClem: Yeah, it's probably about time. Good to talk to everybody
Tor Hershman: The Maple Street Monters is
Tor Hershman: TTFN Ah
Tor Hershman: Hey, I went to Mapletown Jr. Sr. High
ahClem: Monsters was very much topical when it came out. Yowza
Tor Hershman: Is that the one where with the nuke attack and fallout shelter?
Tor Hershman: "Where with," oooooooo, moi digs that.
Tor Hershman: I'm may start sayin' that, a lot. Zipateedodahday
ahClem: No, but crap, I can almost remember that one. Not quite... The Simpsons did a riff on it a few years ago
Tor Hershman: I'm not a big fan of The Simpsons. Their movie had a couple of big LOLs.
ahClem: I think the TZ episode was just called "The Shelter". Pretty dark, as I remember
Tor Hershman: I keep and eye on Fox for it.
Tor Hershman: Ain't the change (@ least here) in the weather nice?
||||||||| At 11:16 PM, ahClem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Tor Hershman: TTFN Ah
Tor Hershman: YIKES! The minded my boggle
Tor Hershman: This ole ape is gettin' a bit tired, sooooo, TTFN, H. S.
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| 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
Honey Sanchez
H. Stones
Tor Hershman
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