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||||||||| 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 25, 2011 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Son of Firesign', just granted probation at 7:33 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| "7:34 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Son of Firesign, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
||||||||| 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 Son of Firesign falls out at 7:34 AM.
Son of Firesign: You can't listen to this while logged into the chat, Catherwood. You must log out and on the entrance page click the link called "Today's Log". Otherwise the page will keep refreshing and will prvent continuous playing of the album.
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Son of Firesign and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Son of Firesign!"
||||||||| 7:36 AM -- Son of Firesign left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 25, 2011 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| 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 Dexter Fong falls out at 9:00 PM.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:00 PM and cease waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
cease: hey dex. why are we in the middle tonight?
Dexter Fong: Dunno Cat
cease: ah, back on the left where we belong
Dexter Fong: Maybe SON OF FIRESIGN did something
cease: i guess cuz son of firesign's post was centered
Dexter Fong: I'm still centered lemme reload
cease: speaking of the left, i'm sure you've never heard of him but jack layton died this week
cease: his state funeral intermittantly on tv. he probably would have been canada's first socialist prime minister
Dexter Fong: I'm still centered and no, don't believe I have heard of him
Dexter Fong: Oh yeah, the Canadian pol
cease: took our socialilst party from a distant oulier to the official opposition with 103 seats in parliament. previous best was in the 40s
Dexter Fong: Ah back on the left where I belong
||||||||| 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 llanwydd disembarks at 9:05 PM.
cease: his final letter to canadians was featured on the huffpo. very moving
cease: hi llan
llanwydd: I declare the chat room open
cease: thanks for the opening, llan
Dexter Fong: Free beer for everyone Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Dexter Fong and says "Do you have something for me to do?"
llanwydd: how's everybody?
Dexter Fong: Waiting for Irene
cease: wilting in what passes for heat in vancouver
llanwydd: goodnight, irene
cease: you have that big hurricane to look forward to
Dexter Fong: Wish it were so llan
llanwydd: for all the talk about her, she is rather a shrinking violet
Dexter Fong: If the quake don't get cha the 'caine will
llanwydd: we had a little rain today. nothing serious
cease: yes, you just had alittle quake of late
Dexter Fong: I never felt it
llanwydd: didn't have the quake down here
llanwydd: had a little bit of quisp
Dexter Fong: kwisp?
llanwydd: catherwood, may I have a bloody irene, please?
||||||||| Catherwood ignores llanwydd
llanwydd: good grief. I thought I was rather polite
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please hand llanwydd a Bloody Irene
||||||||| Catherwood hands llanwydd a bloody irene.
Dexter Fong: llan: You have to schmear him at the door
Dexter Fong: grease his palm
cease: dex, are you famliar with a nyc restaurant called Rao?
Dexter Fong: a double sawbuck is the going rate
Dexter Fong: Yes cat. I know of it.
llanwydd: greed goof
cease: i thought it was an indian restaurant, the name sounds indian but actualy italian. the book i'm reading now, The Sexlife of Food, sez it has the longest waiting list of anyplace in the states
cease: i walked by their place at Caesar's in Vegas and it was laregely empty
llanwydd: I don't know too many nyc restaurants. although I ate in a fantastic indian restaurant a few minutes before I saw the firesign theatre at Town Hall
cease: the chicken dish on the website menu sounds good
llanwydd: first time I ever ate in an indian restaurant
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, it is Italian and the long waiting list is because they only got 15 or 20 tables, and they have a lotta regulars who eat there once a week or so so not many for outsiders,,,,and it's good but not great by any means
cease: apparently a nyc institution for 110 years
Dexter Fong: Lotsa stars -media and optherwise go there
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:17 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: i had a great italian meal at Valentino my last trip to Vegas. next time i'm looking at dining at Bartolotta for Italian but mostly for its seafood
Dexter Fong: Don't forget to tip Catherwood, ppop
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:17 PM and doctecazoid waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: no, you schmear a bagel
llanwydd: Hey Prin
cease: hey poop. and doc
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc, how you feeling?
cease: not a beagle
doctecazoid: evenin' all
doctecazoid: i love bagels - w/lox & cream cheese
llanwydd: the last italian restaurant I ate in was the Olive Garbage a few years ago
Principalpoop: forget the lox, and no flavors for the cream cheese
Dexter Fong: and Cat, how's your leg thingie?
llanwydd: I call it that even though I like it
cease: i tried aleve and it worked very well, dex
Dexter Fong: glad to hear that
doctecazoid: i'm hagin in there. catheter came out today. been experiencing control problems, though i'm managing. it's still painful to sit for any length of time but that's better than not being able to sit at all (while the catheter was in place)
Principalpoop: i still say a friend with a ball peen hammer working your spine is best
cease: today is the first day i didnt taske aleve cuz the pain has largely dissappeared
Dexter Fong: And you just happen to have a friends with a ball peen hammer too, poop?
doctecazoid: he's alleved!
Principalpoop: you can use the ball peen hammer to fix that too doc hehe
llanwydd: any interesting stories to tell about the earthquake, Princi?
cease: aleved and well
Principalpoop: always fong, never without
doctecazoid: to a nail, every solution looks like a hammer
llanwydd: you would have been near the epidermis or whatever its called
Dexter Fong: or a manicurist
Principalpoop: how is manny?
llanwydd: manny happy returns
Principalpoop: and happy trails, to you
Dexter Fong: mo' bettah manny happy endings
Principalpoop: my house in roanoke shook
Dexter Fong: What's shaking Cuz?
Principalpoop: thought something exploded, but it kept shaking, I thought I was having a stroke
llanwydd: I've been through two earthquakes in ticonderoga
Dexter Fong: a stroke of genius, no doubt
llanwydd: nothing spectacular
doctecazoid: one 60-ish woman was quoted as saying "I felt the earth move under my feet - I hardly every have that experience any more so I was grateful for it."
Principalpoop: slowly I turned
Dexter Fong: susquahannah
Principalpoop: and now irene, poor virginia
cease: where is ledbelly when you need him?
Dexter Fong: in jail?
Principalpoop: captain Bingingham? what do we need him for?
llanwydd: there's a blast from the past
llanwydd: wasn't it Binghampton?
Dexter Fong: A fourth for bridge. It'll be my first
Principalpoop: that bridge isn't finished yet?
Dexter Fong: No, and it won't be. Ran out of funding
Principalpoop: you doubt the poop? careful
llanwydd: that confounded bridge
Principalpoop: like a longhorn steer, a point here and a point there and a lot of bull in between
cease: and it wont be, until hands on both sides of the big tit can push the same button at the same time
Principalpoop: On which side?
doctecazoid: nobody tol' me 'bout pushin' no button!
cease: reminds me of the Borges story about the disc with only one side
Principalpoop: ahh you folks are so superstitious, its just this little something knob here
Dexter Fong: chromium?
doctecazoid: that's no know, that's my ...
Dexter Fong: and it's switch not knob
Principalpoop: yes, i lost it towards the end
cease: something in alternet recently about many buttons we push dont actually work, like buttons you push to change lights and cross streets
doctecazoid: you didn't lose it - you just misplaced it. it's gotta be around here somewhere...
Dexter Fong: Call in Col. Binginghampton
Principalpoop: no, the colonel was Klink
cease: even though it was poorly reviewed, i quite enjoyed benjamin button
llanwydd: the appeasement button
Dexter Fong: Nein, ti vas ze glasses vot klinked
Principalpoop: pushing my belly button does nothing, but it is fun
llanwydd: push this button and you'll feel better
doctecazoid: rodney on the rock (bingenheimer ... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodney_Bingenheimer)
Dexter Fong: push this button and *I'll* feel better
cease: mainlining free flicks these days. saw Moon last night, a collection of stories about tokyo, other good stuff
cease: the men who stare at goats too
Principalpoop: Is this Godhead? or what?
llanwydd: sun myung?
Dexter Fong: Full?
cease: an sf flick by david bowie's son. i heard maron interview him on air america a few years ago
cease: surprisingly good flick, considering its mostly just one guy
doctecazoid: by the light of the silvery?
doctecazoid: yeah "moon" was a very cool film
Principalpoop: lonely moon child, something something something 21st century schzoid man
Dexter Fong: Shine on Harvest, frankly, I don't give a damn
cease: spacey voiced the computer, played bad guy in Goats so it was interesting watching them together
cease: lost in space with kevin spacey, and, a goat
llanwydd: goats upon the battlement
cease: you saw it doc?
Dexter Fong: Now we can make cheese
Dexter Fong: If it's a female
cease: are they goats or ghosts or ghosts of goats?
doctecazoid: yes. he also made 'source code', the jake gyllenhall flick that came out earlier this year
Principalpoop: male too, if you like sort of thing
cease: played a kind of evil professor in 21 i saw recently
doctecazoid: speaking of anythynge: the book is due to come out in the next couple of months
doctecazoid: firesale will likely be taking pre-orders for it
cease: fijally. is it bear manor press again?
Principalpoop: really buying into the bread and circuses cat, you have been vegasized, where is the political radical?
doctecazoid: also, all the plays in the big book of plays and the fs joke book will be coming out as a single volume: "marching to shibboleth"
doctecazoid: yes bear manor
llanwydd: I bought a copy of the original Anythynge script from the Young Tom Edison Club back in 1977 or 78
cease: on facebook that ohmert guy asked our fave biopics and i said An Autobozographical Evening by David Ossman.
llanwydd: I still have it
Principalpoop: how you pronounce shibboleth?
cease: i wonder if ohmert has even seen it? one of michael packer's productions for midwest pbs station
doctecazoid: SHIB-bow-leth (less with a lisp)
Principalpoop: I knew that story from somewhere
llanwydd: shibboleth sounds hebrew
Principalpoop: no more calls, we have a winner
llanwydd: hebrew and shedrink
doctecazoid: we have a weiner?
doctecazoid: hot dog!
Principalpoop: anybody still speak aramaic?
cease: i dont think so, poop
Dexter Fong: yes poop, in the middle east
llanwydd: I know a few words
llanwydd: I speak algebraic
Principalpoop: most numerously by the Assyrians (also known as Chaldo-Assyrians) in the form of Assyrian Neo-Aramaic and Chaldean Neo-Aramaic
Dexter Fong: That's a plus
Principalpoop: sounds like gibberish to me hehe
Principalpoop: we still have Assyrians, asses
cease: wasnt yossarian assyrian?
llanwydd: no he was armenian
Principalpoop: lebanese, like the has
llanwydd: any name with i-a-n at the end is armenian
Principalpoop: marian is armenian?
llanwydd: I mean last name
cease: i should consult catch 22. i thought his assyrian-ness was meant as a joke
Principalpoop: or surname
Dexter Fong: mary Marion played shortstop for the Cards
Dexter Fong: Marty
Dexter Fong: Before you-alls time
Principalpoop: indonesia for the indonesians
Dexter Fong: Melonesia for the melonheads
Principalpoop: milkofmagnesia for the magenta milkers
cease: melanoma for someone else, please
Dexter Fong: lol cat
Principalpoop: melanoma, she sang the song about roller skates
Dexter Fong: Yougotto brand nooky
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:52 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from Hellmouth."
Principalpoop: lala la lalala
llanwydd: Hey Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayn
Elayne: Sorry I'm late, boss driving me nuts and I didn't get home till 9 and I had things to do.
cease: hey el
Elayne: Evenin' all!
doctecazoid: hi e
Principalpoop: relax, take it easy now
Principalpoop: let us drive you nuts, but nicely hehe
Elayne: Thanks PrinPoop, but I'll need some relaxants.
llanwydd: that reminds me of a joke
Elayne: Tom!! TOM!! Not the piper's son!! How are YOU????
Principalpoop: light up a reefer, we will wait
llanwydd: why did the amish woman divorce her husband?
llanwydd: he was driving her buggy
Elayne: My grunts and groans don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world
Elayne: That was my dinner, by the way. I made 10-bean salad.
Principalpoop: that has whiskers on it llan
Principalpoop: you need to eat more than 10 beans, not enough food
doctecazoid: not great, not bad. got the catheter out today which is a relief. experiencing control problems, which is par for the course. and though the catheter is out, sitting for more than 5 or 10 mins is difficult
Dexter Fong thinks that's not a lot of beans
cease: you counted them?
Elayne: Have you learnt to sleep on your stomach? An army travels on its, you know.
doctecazoid: i run on laser beans
Principalpoop: still not ready for a horsey ride on my knee huh doc?
Elayne: Well Cat, there were only 10, it wasn't hard.
doctecazoid: i can sleep face up, and i can stand - it's just sitting that gives me grief
Elayne: I mean, it's ONLY to ten, Mudhead.
doctecazoid: pp: nope
Elayne: And I still have a balcony you can do Ibsen from, or something like that.
Principalpoop: i don't know if I know 10 beans, lima, green, kidney, ahhh pole, or is that just a green bean?
Principalpoop: northern, butter
Elayne: Roman beans, black-eyed peas (which are beans), green, canneloni, small white, kidney, small red...
cease: i imaginechef jose andres would do 10 interesting things with 10 beans
Elayne: Um, pinto... how many are we up to?
Principalpoop: wait, never heard of roman beans
doctecazoid: the guys want a more normal home page for the site - they don't like the corkboard design, too hard to find what you are looking for
Elayne: Didn't use butter or lima beans. I hate lima beans.
Dexter Fong: Canollini
Principalpoop: limas are good hot, but yes tough if cold
Elayne: Oh Tom, pooh. I thought it was great!
cease: i made zuchini sticks the other day. it was a disaster
Principalpoop: no fair, canneloni = roman beans,
doctecazoid: well, it's their site
Dexter Fong: Boston Baked, Refreid, Spilled...
||||||||| Outside, the 9:58 PM bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Elayne: Roman beans are kind of pinkish.l
llanwydd: canollini and canelloni are two different things
Bunnyboy: how do!
doctecazoid: or rather they are represented by it
Elayne: Time for dessert.
llanwydd: Hey Bunnyboy
Elayne: Hey Bunnyboy!
cease: and speaking of rabbit food,
doctecazoid: and i can kind of see their point
Principalpoop: i will google and look, and then we can count hehe
Bunnyboy: beans again, grumble grumble...
doctecazoid: i think it looks great but it's not ideal in terms of people wanting to come to the site looking for something specific
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
Bunnyboy: I so tired of Chinese food...
Principalpoop: ahh ok, I know those beans
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: Granted, Tom.
Principalpoop: Great, wonderful, thanks, do it over. Where have I heard that before?
cease: how are things in seattle, bun?
Principalpoop: ahh, every single boss and girlfriend I ever had...
doctecazoid: bun & e - http://jmckinley.posterous.com/dc-earthquake-devastation
Bunnyboy: It's broasty today. Low 80s.
Elayne: I love it, Tom. That photo's been making the rounds everywhere.
llanwydd: that's the first time I've ever seen the word broasty
cease: very good, doc
Bunnyboy: doc - re: link - har!
Bunnyboy: "Oh, the cucumber sandwiches are roo-int!"
doctecazoid: i think irene will do a lot more damage to our area here (the northeast coast) than the quake could have
Elayne: I'm glad it was mild enough that we can joke about it.
Bunnyboy: llan: Oh, sorry...Broasty - tm pat. pend.
Bunnyboy: A liddle corporate CYA.
llanwydd: I'm less than 200 miles from irene at this moment and its not even raining
Elayne: Tom, our Mayor said somethign about evac plans for Sunday
Bunnyboy: Comedy = Tragedy plus Time.
doctecazoid: we'll take our five cats and hunker down in the basement if things get rough
cease: sounds scary, doc
Dexter Fong: Basement Doc....hmm isn't that usually the first thing flooded?
cease: not what you need now
doctecazoid: we've been through a new nor'easters here in milford - i'm sure everything will be alright
Bunnyboy: Got a full set of Joe McDoakes shorts on the way, from Warner Archive.
doctecazoid: lili says the last cat 3 quake that came through in '85 knocked out power for a week
doctecazoid: lots of wind, but no flooding
Dexter Fong: Cat 3 Quake?
cease: wherever we are, the weather is not our friend
llanwydd: cat 3 quake?
Principalpoop: the new shooter uper
doctecazoid: i meant cat 3 storm
Dexter Fong: Except when it's nice and sunny and calm and the birdies and aquirrels are out frolicking
Bunnyboy: This year-end has a bumper crop of items for the needless completist.
Elayne: Did Cat just quake?
doctecazoid is a littlee loopy tonight
llanwydd: I wonder what irene measures on the richter scale
doctecazoid: andy richter says: wow that's some quake of a storm
Dexter Fong: lol doc
Principalpoop: i've seen the needle and the damage done
cease: not me
llanwydd: das ist richtig
Bunnyboy: ESSENTIAL LAUREL & HARDY, HONEYMOONERS LOST EPISODES COMPLETE, The Giorgio Moroder score version of METROPOLIS...
Bunnyboy: A big MAGOO box set...
cease: you watch any of those NFB animations, bun?
llanwydd: I prefer the new metropolis score to the moroder
Principalpoop: moroder, that was the guy in dallas with a camera
llanwydd: wasn't it a line from "M"? "Wer ist der moroder?"
Dexter Fong: Documentorian
doctecazoid: ich bein ein moroder
Principalpoop: ahh moroderian, an aremian
cease: i tried to watch a few on my pc but they wouldn't load for some reason. had to use the mac to watch them
cease: in america, with
Principalpoop: you need to install quicktime
Dexter Fong: ASAP
Elayne: Okay gang, any suggestions for Silly Sites? I haven't blogged yet.
Dexter Fong: no, ASAP
llanwydd: did you call me a sap?
Bunnyboy: llan: Which one, the original Huppertz score, or the Alloy Orchestra score?
doctecazoid: what a sap she had
Dexter Fong: E: Why don't you list yours and then you can claim you were hacked are start a contraversy
Bunnyboy: Yeah, it's cool beans, all right...
doctecazoid: it's an oldie but a goodie
llanwydd: I don't have it but I've heard it
Bunnyboy: I haven't heard the Alloy Orchestra score, as I didn't make it out to see them, when they were in town, and their score isn't on the most recent restored disc...
llanwydd: I have enjoyed listening to vangelis while I watch metropolis but I wouldn't do that if I had the huppertz version
cease: thats hilarious doc
Bunnyboy: They sell an MP3 of the score, to sync with the disc. A little dear, at $20.00.
doctecazoid: what about the muppertz version?
Principalpoop: i don't use facebook, but that might be a funny thing
Elayne: Brilliant, Tom! Prinpoop, I used that one a couple days ago, but thanks!
Bunnyboy: And the Moroder version, which I saw back in 1984, is considerably shorter (90 minutes) and post-colored.
Bunnyboy: doc: Muppets in November, from what I understand.
Elayne: Be right back, posting the Huh site.
Bunnyboy: They're still working the chickens out...
Principalpoop: oops I got it from you, I knew you would like it then lol
Bunnyboy: Anybody make it out to see MAGIC TRIP?
doctecazoid: this one's better - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiMZa8flyYY - hilarious
cease: is that the new kesey flick, bun?
Elayne: Heard about that last site, Doc - will probably use it tomorrow, I have it bookmarked
cease: doc once sent me a vhs of a large kesey project, sounds like the same footage only recut
cease: searching for a cool place, i think
llanwydd: yes, the restored metropolis is quite different from the truncated versions
doctecazoid: yes cat it's some of the same footage - but through the magic of digital technology, they got more of it to sync up with the audio than has ever been synched before
doctecazoid: ny times had a recent article about it - let me dig it up brb
cease: i read review of it somewhere
Dexter Fong: afk fr
llanwydd: well, I have to be heading out. I'll be back on Sep. 1
llanwydd: so will most of you, I'm sure
Principalpoop: cial llan, see you next month
cease: see you then, llan
Principalpoop: oops ciao
doctecazoid: by llan
Bunnyboy: nite llan!
Elayne: Okay, I've blogged and now I'm going to go collapse. Next week, all!
||||||||| Elayne rushes off, saying "10:25 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Bunnyboy: MAGIC TRIP is on on DVD 11/1.
Dexter Fong: Night llan and elayne
cease: thanks doc
cease: that's quick, bun
cease: by el
Dexter Fong: bak wr
cease: speaking of quickness
Dexter Fong: yyyy eeeeeeee ssssssssssss?
Bunnyboy: nite El!
Principalpoop: night e
Bunnyboy: Ours is a time where, by the time you hear about something, somebody else is already selling a copy of it at a garage sale.
Dexter Fong: Bun: I read that in an old nespaper my tchocke was wrapped in
Principalpoop: i saw a blog about that the other day bunny
Bunnyboy: Read a quote the other day, something to this effect: "We buy books, because we think we're buying the time to read them". - Warren Zevon
Bunnyboy: Add audio and video titles to the mix, and that's me, in a nutshell.
Dexter Fong: It can be adictive BB
Dexter Fong: Then you must have all the time in the world BB
cease: i wouldnt say that's true for me.
Bunnyboy: Great subdudes song!
Bunnyboy: (sings) I've got all the time in the world...
cease: i read because i'm addicted to the printed word. have been since i was 7
Dexter Fong: I sit hear and see all your purchases and wonder how you can possible see them all
Principalpoop: American woman, momma let me be
cease: you're talking to bun, dex?
Bunnyboy: Dex - Answer: I cain't. Not by half.
Dexter Fong: Yes Cat
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:33 PM, then departs.
doctecazoid: sometimes just knowing you have and own something on dvd is enough
Bunnyboy: So many folks are visually oriented. I've always been a soundie.
Principalpoop: I wonder if he has a garage full like that guy with the la radio tapes...
Merlyn: hey all
cease: hi merl
Merlyn: I keep forgetting what day it is
Principalpoop: there is M, hi
Dexter Fong: Hey Merlyn
doctecazoid: hey merl
Bunnyboy: doc: Thass rite! Possession is 9/10ths of the fun!
cease: it never stays today long enough
Bunnyboy: Having your family and friends go "Really?!?" is a bonus, too.
Dexter Fong graps Bunny Boy's head, slaps him on the forehead and hollers "Jesus, cure this poor unfortunate"
Bunnyboy: (Frank Nelson vox) YeeEEEEEEsssss!
doctecazoid: tomorrow is today yesterday - or some time like that
Bunnyboy spins his head 360 degrees.
Principalpoop: the now is infinite between an infinite past and infinite future
cease: speaking of forever, did you see the nova show on fractals?
Bunnyboy: Fat chance, padre!
cease: it was rebroadcast last night
Dexter Fong: .....allowing him a full panoramic view of his possessions
Principalpoop: i saw part of that cat
Bunnyboy: I can quit anytime I want...IF I want!
Bunnyboy: That was fun!
cease: you can watch the whole thjing online whenever you want. great stuff
Dexter Fong: I know, here, have one of my cigarettes =)
cease: gave me some design ideas for one of my projects.
Principalpoop: simple to quit tobacco, I have done it lots of times
Dexter Fong: easier to spit tobacco
Dexter Fong: I'm doing it now
cease: easier to spell tobacco
Principalpoop: sniff the snuff
Dexter Fong: put the wrong end of the cigarette in my mouth
Merlyn: you will cigar field elected
Dexter Fong: after the tip burned out the innerds fell out
Merlyn: actual garfield slogan
cease: any news, merl?
Principalpoop: i used to have that problem, switched to non-filtered
Dexter Fong: Burn both ends like emily dickingson
Merlyn: doc's been getting all kinds of stuff set up cat
cease: good news
Principalpoop: ahh emily, i would do her
cease: hope it don't tire him out
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Doc sets 'em up, and Merl kkknock 'em down
Dexter Fong: Cat: Doc is always up these days =)
Principalpoop: wasted and cannot find my way home
Merlyn: the reaper knocked him down
Bunnyboy: The new FRIGHT NIGHT is fun.
cease: blind faith?
Dexter Fong: call his sidekick the reappear
Dexter Fong: SONDERBURGH
Merlyn: are you driving while chatting, PP?
cease: close enough
Principalpoop: quite cat, nope M
Dexter Fong: Blue skies and green lights to yah PP
Merlyn: traffic is also a tati film
Dexter Fong: Porno?
doctecazoid: soccer blue
Merlyn: worse, French
Dexter Fong: at least
Principalpoop: mon deux
Dexter Fong: French porno? What has the euro come to
Merlyn: euro peein'
doctecazoid: you got that right :-/
Merlyn: in my golden para shoes
Principalpoop: the eyetalian influence
Dexter Fong: Behind le Port Verde
doctecazoid: tawny port verde?
Dexter Fong: in a storm, Doc, in a storm
Dexter Fong: Better than a basemant
cease: sounds like a mushroom play
cease: by the light of the silvery
Merlyn: a sou'easter is comin'
Principalpoop: paulette does paris
Dexter Fong: Yes cat
doctecazoid: that's what we'll do - we'll get many varieties of port wine to drink during the cat 3 storm
doctecazoid: that way we can have (wait for it) any port in a storm
Merlyn: cat, is this storm your fault?
Dexter Fong: Who gave you the authority to say that?
Dexter Fong: Doc
Principalpoop getting the lyrics to good night irene
cease: lol doc
Merlyn: any stork in a porn
cease: may the goon show be with you
Dexter Fong answers his own question (wait for it) Doc has Port Authority
Principalpoop: Huddie ledbetter
doctecazoid may not stop the show but he sure knows how to slow it up
Dexter Fong: Thanks poop
Principalpoop: strange but true
Dexter Fong: I think that song is generally viewed as kind of a happy one, but I kinda remembered that maybe it wasn't so much
doctecazoid: would those 'beginning of life' documentaries count as stork in a porn?
Principalpoop: like ring around the posey and pop goes the weasle
Dexter Fong: I thinks it's the 3/4 time
cease: better than stock in a palm
doctecazoid: i like 3/4 time - about three fourths of the time, that is
Merlyn: that's 9/16th
Dexter Fong: Of course, but what about the 5/4
doctecazoid: dex: i like it 125% of the thyme!
Merlyn: car 5/4, where were you on that last tony stanza?
Principalpoop: take five, or more
Dexter Fong: 30 24 hours
Dexter Fong: poop: thake another five and make then beat salad
Principalpoop: beans, 10 bean salad, I will try for 11 before next week
doctecazoid: time isn't holding us - time isn't after us
Merlyn: a cool beat salad
Bunnyboy: .Any movement on the Bear Manor fronts? i.e. Shakespeare parody, etc?
doctecazoid: cool beans!
Dexter Fong: FILLED WITH SNAP beans, on the two and four
Merlyn: a krebs salad
Dexter Fong: Ah, Ukranian
Principalpoop: the cannibal asked, did that clown taste funny to you?
doctecazoid: bb: i mentioned earlier - anythynge should be out some time in october, also there's a combined bbop/ftjb book that will be coming out soon as well
Dexter Fong: i dunno but I passed one on the way here
doctecazoid: firesale will likely take pre-orders for anythynge
Bunnyboy: Funny how? Am I nougatz, do I amuse you?
Bunnyboy: How am I funny?!?
Dexter Fong: The book of bbop loco?
doctecazoid: give me a minute, i'll prep the book covers for your viewing
doctecazoid: big book of plays / firesign theatre joke book
Principalpoop: a clown, the red nose, big shoes, just funny
Merlyn: you used to shine shoes, BB
Principalpoop: you talking to me?
Bunnyboy: Neat! Never had a copy of bbop. Got my BMJB signed by the boys, in Jacksonville OR, in 1994.
Principalpoop: you fuck my wife?
cease: the original 2 books combined into one, doc?
Bunnyboy: First FIresign show I saw.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give poop some recognitio n
||||||||| Catherwood gives poop some recognitio n.
cease: i heard bergman mention that on rfo, but i thought it was newer scripts
Merlyn: we got Pesci and De Niro, duck for covers
Bunnyboy: FTJB = BMJB
Principalpoop: not a problem fong, listening to dave brubeck
Bunnyboy: Except in Georgia, where it's illegal.
Dexter Fong: Howard the Duck never covers for anyone, see?
cease: duckman cowers for everyone
Bunnyboy: Dex: Not no more, since his creator went to meet HIS creator.
Merlyn: did I ruffle his feathers
Principalpoop: ok, I have the bmjb somewhere, book boxes still not opened, after moving 20 years ago
Dexter Fong: Duckman, scowering the hood, for you
Bunnyboy: Can I get a Rourke or a Walken?
Bunnyboy sifts through his trading cards.
Principalpoop: i want nicholas cage and walken in the same movie
Dexter Fong: Bunny, how about and extra with business
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: power to the people, right on!
doctecazoid: i just got these book cover images today, along with some ad copy
Bunnyboy: There's a new Martin McDonagh (IN BRUGES) movie in production, called SEVEN PSYCHOPATHS.
Principalpoop: cool marching photo
doctecazoid: bb: ooh lili and i really liked 'in bruges' - we'll keep an eye out for this new one
Dexter Fong: That's three short of a bean salad
Bunnyboy: IMDB lists 4 actors attached to the project: Colin Farell, Sam Rockwell, Micky Rourke and Christopher Walken.
cease: yesm, that flick really made we want to go to bruges
Principalpoop: that is only 4
doctecazoid: pp: that's from an old 'how can you be' era poster - i think arrangements are being made to reproduce and sell copies of the poster on the firesale site
Dexter Fong: They double
cease: sam rockwell is fine actor but did not make me want to go to the moon
Dexter Fong: Who did?
Principalpoop: who what?
Bunnyboy: doc: Those Anythynge photos were, of course, taken at the Bagley Wright in Seattle, in 1999.
doctecazoid: i thought rockwell was great in http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0270288/
||||||||| Catherwood pipes up "It's 11:03 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Phil Austin plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
doctecazoid: bb: yep
Dexter Fong hums "By the Light of the Silvery . . . . . "
Merlyn: hey Phil
cease: hi phil
Principalpoop: one of the four??? wow
doctecazoid: good evening sie
Phil Austin: here, I'm here
Principalpoop: he is landed
Dexter Fong: Hello there Phil Austin
doctecazoid me makes more typos when the laptop is in the lap
doctecazoid: glag you could make it
Dexter Fong: that's glug
Merlyn: Nino says everyone is in an undisclosed location, except me (still haven't fixed that)
Bunnyboy: Bagley Wright, the biz guy and arts philanthropist, died this year.
Phil Austin: first, congratulations to the doc on victory over your own organs
Bunnyboy: hiya, Mister President!
doctecazoid is on his organ again
doctecazoid: thanks phil
Principalpoop: i think my newer version of firefox hides me, maybe
Merlyn: doctech at his mighty organ
doctecazoid: it's both a literal and figurative relief to have that catheter out
Principalpoop: i lost money on the operation, I bet his keister would fall off...
Merlyn: no PP, it's something messed up in mapping people's IP addresses to lat/long guesses
Phil Austin: doctech triumphing over his mighty organ
Dexter Fong: Poop: Don't you have a friend with a ball peen?
Principalpoop: ok M
Phil Austin: where's the Lilwoman tonight?
Dexter Fong: She's not that little
Principalpoop: i used up my monthly allotment of peens
doctecazoid: newly unearthed riefsnstahl (sp?) film - triumph of the organ?
doctecazoid: i'll get her straightaway
Bunnyboy: A slew of Hal Roach Laurel and Hardy shorts, out on DVD in October.
Bunnyboy: As in, all of them.
Principalpoop: i guess I was never meant for glitter rock and roll
||||||||| Lili Lamont enters at 11:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
Bunnyboy: Re: Riefenstahl - actually, it's OLD,LIMP...erhm, nevermind.
Merlyn: all 102, or maybe that's bones
Dexter Fong: Poop: But I do like you in eye shadow
cease: and lili too!
Bunnyboy: hiya, Lili!
Dexter Fong: Hi Lili
Phil Austin: I haven't checked the log so don't know what the discussion is, but just wanted to note that the Doc did a huge amount of work on the FST website while recuperating and everyone is highly impressed.
Principalpoop: wink wink fong
Phil Austin: Yo, Lil.
Lili Lamont: Hi, guys. good to be here.
doctecazoid: it was good therapy for me
Lili Lamont: Hi, Phil.
Principalpoop: oh lili
doctecazoid: and good therapy for the site too
Bunnyboy: Yeah, doc was just showing us your guys' script covers.
Merlyn: buy him one of those Nigerean kidneys
cease: how's it goin, lili?
Lili Lamont: It kept his mind active while he was itching under his stiches.
cease: good news for both of you
Bunnyboy: Yeah, but by the time the kidneys reach you, they've been stepped on so many times...
doctecazoid: nigerian kidneys, only $419
Merlyn: lili and stitch?
Dexter Fong: lol Buny
Lili Lamont: Not too bat, c. I'm really happy that doc's recuperation has gone so well.
Bunnyboy: No, really. Stepped. On.
Phil Austin: Hey, Catski; how's Icy's health?
Lili Lamont: stitches, right, not stiches.
Principalpoop: discussing fractels, 10 bean salad, the aramaic language, earthquakes, hurricaines, more
Dexter Fong: We call it tenderizing, you got any objections?
cease: not bad at all, phil.
Lili Lamont: Christ, I can't type tonight.
cease: he still imps, but as long as he's kept on a level field, he can walk a long time now
Merlyn: I want one to match my swimming pool
Bunnyboy: You don' wanna know how sausage is made...
Dexter Fong whispers to Poop, don't forget the armenians
Phil Austin: Lily: Christ can't type tonight
Bunnyboy: Your prayer has been answered.
Principalpoop: for 50 more they throw in a liver, hardly ever used
doctecazoid: and thankfully, the cyatic nerve (we think) issue cat reported last week has eased up some
cease: we'll have the small dog til labour day, and then he'll no longer have her companionship, or annoyance
doctecazoid me wonders - could christ type?
Principalpoop: what would christ type?
Dexter Fong puts his hand on his keyboard and hollers "Jesus! Save this unfortunate"
Phil Austin: cat: good news. We have nine stupid dogs at the moment because our friend Shellrae is here with her three.
Lili Lamont: Good thing, Phil, or it would probably be in Aramaic.
cease: i cant imagine austins without multidogs
doctecazoid: phil: i'm kinda leaning towards an art-deco themed home page design for firesigntheatre.com ... unless you want to make any suggestions otherwise
Phil Austin: Lil: typing in Aramaic is going to be a problem. No one prophesied these problems.
cease: oh phil, i had a kinship with all life phenomenon with a fly about an hour ago
Principalpoop: Bacon! Fetch! Cat! did that make them all run?
doctecazoid: something clean, elegant, attractive but not too modern
Lili Lamont: We have multi cats, but it's all good. They're very cool kitties.
cease: this fly owuldn leave me alone. i tried not to hit it, but ditnt want it on my screen or drink
Phil Austin: Doc: art deco sounds good to me, really
doctecazoid: cool thanks
Dexter Fong: Phil: Joseph of Aramethia did =)
Merlyn: the last typewriter factory (in India) closed a couple months ago
cease: then i ttied boon'es method of asking the fly not to be on my or my bevie, either he went elsehwere orit worked
Lili Lamont: Phil: I understand that Apple's next product is an Aramaic printer.
Principalpoop: south beach art deco, or LA west art deco?
Bunnyboy: If you press your ear next to the column, you can hear a clarinet.
Phil Austin: cat: the fly thing is interesting. I was talking to a couple of friends today when a wasp landed on my glasses and everyone started to freak and I said, no, wait a second, she's my little buddy and she flew off and everyone thought I knew what I was talking about.,
doctecazoid: i found some good arty-deco type faces for free, and some backgrounds i will transmogrify to my own purposes
Phil Austin: Lil: If steve Jobs is thinking aramaic then all can't be that bad with his health.
cease: wow, i'm strugling with a fly and you're up to a wasp. good work!
Lili Lamont: Doc is good at that kind of shit.
doctecazoid: think "big book of plays" - the purple cover, not the yellow one
Phil Austin: LA west
Dexter Fong: I had a run in with a condor but it was all cool
Principalpoop: does that work with black bears? they are coming out of the hills here
Phil Austin: dex: running with condors could be a whole new exercise fad
Dexter Fong: POOP that's because nobody comes up in the hills anymore
doctecazoid: yeah definitely west coast art deco
Phil Austin: poop: where are you and the bears?
Lili Lamont: actually, Jobs' successor is thinking that the next big thing will be printers. At least that's what I saw in a tweet.
Dexter Fong: Phil: Until you get to the edge of the cliff
Merlyn: took a waspie
Bunnyboy: Here's a fun link, and an embed of a swell cartoonie!
Principalpoop: botetourt county virginia, near west virginia
Phil Austin: Hey, Merl: what's happened with you and work?
doctecazoid: south beach art deco too blah for me
Principalpoop: they kill hundreds of bears in my county every year and we still have lots
Merlyn: Still looking for work, Phil
doctecazoid: you keep your bears in lots? must get crowded - where do you put all the cars?
Merlyn: going to Seagate on monday
Lili Lamont: As soon as they stop making Bear Whiz beer, they'll die off.
Bunnyboy: doc: The bears work as valets.
doctecazoid: wow seagate - that would be cool, i'll keep my organ crossed for you
Principalpoop: good luck M, keep hope alive
Phil Austin: Merl: all good luck from me and the Big Blonde
Bunnyboy: ...and sleep in the cars.
Merlyn: sure thing, Phil
Phil Austin: bears sleeping in cars. What could be wrong with this?
Principalpoop: i keep looking for Yogi, been mangled several times
Merlyn: seagate would be embedded stuff with the newer solid state devices
doctecazoid: tonight i had my first glass of wine in two weeks - a malbec, it was quite tasty
Lili Lamont: Phil, did she get that moniker from a short story of Dorothy Parker's?
cease: good for you, doc
doctecazoid: quid malbec and plano
Lili Lamont: I've been drinking all the Malbec while doc has been teetotalling.
Bunnyboy: Keep looking for Boo-Boo, invariably run into Joe Pesci, in a bear suit.
Principalpoop: dorothy apartment hunting, just want a place to lay my hat and a few friends
cease: i'm glad you were able to get that much enjoyment out of it.
Phil Austin: Catski: You know, I remember that title from the TV version, I think, of the Parker story and it probably stuck there. The best thing about it is that's it's one of those phrases that's imbedded in the American vernacular, much like herself.
Phil Austin: Sorry, I meant Lily, not Cat
doctecazoid: i loved jennifer jason leigh's turn as parker in that biopic a few years back
Lili Lamont: I read a collection of short stories by Parker, and I recall that one in particular.
Bunnyboy: Yeah! Alan Rudolph film...
Bunnyboy: MRS. PARKER, AND THE VICIOUS CIRCLE.
cease: cat is relieved
Phil Austin: By the way, Oooooona sends her love to everyone. She;s talking away in the next room.
Lili Lamont: She was brilliant in that role. Perfectly sardonic.
Principalpoop: wow, thanks, from the earthquake and hurricaine hit virginia
cease: it is reciprocated
doctecazoid: give her all our love as well, phil
Bunnyboy: There's an Oscar-winning documentary, from the 80s, which is shamefully unavailable on video.
Merlyn: to herself?
Bunnyboy: THE TEN YEAR LUNCH.
Lili Lamont: And our love back to Oooooona.
doctecazoid: yes virginia, there is an earthquake
Bunnyboy: Algonquin Round Table doc.
||||||||| Phil Austin departs at 11:26 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Phil Austin', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:26 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
cease: by phil
doctecazoid: oh well
Principalpoop: i was trying to remember how to spell alogonquin lol
Bunnyboy: Whoops! Ooooona pulled the rug out from under Phil.
Phil Austin: sorry, addled. Trying to increase lines on screen
Merlyn: Phil Austin, ordinary american
Bunnyboy: Poop: The way it sounds!
Principalpoop: 5 bucks says a dog got a cable
Lili Lamont: Ah, what a shame, Phil has mysteriously disappeared, along with the servants.
Lili Lamont: But, no! He's back!
Phil Austin: no more red letters. Good. Oh, thanks Merl, I guess I'm back.
Bunnyboy: He's just John Q. Publique, Canadian.
Principalpoop: lost money again
cease: i thought they ate their servants, like goldman sachs in greece
doctecazoid: when things settle down with other areas of the site, i was thinking of updating the format of the chat window
Merlyn: An easy way to change it is to just change numlines=10 to something else in the URL
Bunnyboy: It's the quick-drying red ink. Borrowed from the Fed.
doctecazoid: like providing a panel for making changes to e.g. number of lines, refresh rate etc
Phil Austin: ah, got my lines up to 25. life is good
Merlyn: doc, you can do that now, but it replaces the tiny Msgs window
Principalpoop: you will be answering stuff that is so 30 seconds ago....
Lili Lamont: If their is anyone that can do it, it's Doc.
Merlyn: The last menu entry is 'configure'
doctecazoid: it would be nice to have an interface for making those changes once the chat is in progress, instead of editing the url
Phil Austin: I'm 30 seconds behind in life anyway
Bunnyboy: Meanwhile, 30 seconds ago...
Principalpoop: I forgot the timezones, ok
doctecazoid: that on top of the fcc mandated 7 second delay ...
Bunnyboy: That's a superpower, innit?
Merlyn: there already is, doc, just select configure in the pulldown menu
Lili Lamont: Price, I hate that. I am the zeitgeistbabe, so it must be of the moment!
cease: coming and going at the same time
Dexter Fong: I was thirty seconds over Toyko, that's half a minute I'll never get back
doctecazoid: merl: is "configure" somewhere on the live chat window?
Lili Lamont: I mean Prince.
Phil Austin: dex: turn around and fly back
Principalpoop: the zingfab is fabulous
doctecazoid: ah, got it - the drop down list
Merlyn: pull down the pulldown menu to see the pulldown menu entry called 'configure'
doctecazoid: i never knew that was there - d'oh!
Bunnyboy: I better go feed Bunnette, before she turns into a bear. Nitey, all!
Dexter Fong: Phil: You mean retrace my steps?
doctecazoid: tha tings ya loin....
Principalpoop: pull down the pull down menu to see the pull down menu, hehe
cease: by bun
Merlyn: 30 seconds over tokyo stands up quite well today
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Phil Austin: bunman:nighty night
Dexter Fong: Night BB
Merlyn: nite BB
Lili Lamont: BTW, apropos of nothing, the quake we felt here yesterday was the second time I ever felt one. the first was on the 25th floor of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo in 1999. Same impact.
||||||||| doctecazoid hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctecazoid?! It's 11:31 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Lili Lamont: nite, BB.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers doctecazoid in through the front door at 11:32 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
doctecazoid: sorry about that
Phil Austin: the doc gets around
Dexter Fong: No, it was good Doc
Bunnyboy looks around for the right car...
Merlyn: how do people do that by accident? I just type and press return
||||||||| Around 11:32 PM, Bunnyboy walks off into the sunset...
Lili Lamont: Oh, doc, I was worried there for a nanosecond.
Phil Austin: Lil: you felt the quakle, really?
doctecazoid: what are the 'bar', 'send' and 'lines' settings for?
Dexter Fong: I didn't feel a thing...earthquakes don' do nothing to me, man
Lili Lamont: Yes, I did. My computer desk was shaking and I looked underneath to see if one of the kitties was moving it.
doctecazoid: i was in bed and out of it when the quake hit
doctecazoid: we have very muscular kitties
Lili Lamont: I read from various tweets that it was felt as far North as Toronto and Montreal.
Phil Austin: doc/lil: how many kittykats?
Lili Lamont: Well, one kitty is particularly muscular, Kahlo.
Lili Lamont: We have five now.
Merlyn: from the faq: "BAR is the height of the gray private message bar, SEND is the height of the bottom bar that sends text, and LINE is the the number of lines of input "
Phil Austin: five is mental, much like us having six dogs
Principalpoop: 5 more and I am reporting you, fair warning....
Lili Lamont: We name our kitties after artists. We have Kahlo, Seurat, Cocteau, Chagall, and Pollock.
Dexter Fong: 5 more and you'll have a proper bean salad
Phil Austin: mental insanity seems to be a hallmark of this chat
Dexter Fong: who said that?
Lili Lamont: But they're really great cats!
Principalpoop: insanity? HA HA HA HA cough cough
Phil Austin: Mrs. Prsky
cease: it beats physical insanity every time
Lili Lamont: Phil, I thought mental insanity was a requirement for this chat.
Lili Lamont: It's worked for me for years.
Principalpoop: then stop beating me nicky
Dexter Fong has the papers to prove it
doctecazoid: here's the scene most mornings - http://doctechnical.com/img/misc/mornings.png
Phil Austin: Lil: I'm headed for the Split Elms Mental Spa myself
Merlyn: I'll beat your nicky if I want
Principalpoop: you have Pumas
Lili Lamont: Sounds lovely, Phil! I wish I could join you.
Dexter Fong: Don't do it Merlyn, you'll go blind or poop will
doctecazoid: splitting more of those elms with your thoughts?
Principalpoop: oh yes, we talked of goats too
cease: if these guys werent in the firesign theatre, they'e be in the insane assylm, one of your early reviews
Dexter Fong: And tobacco products
Lili Lamont: You will otice, in the pic Doc shows, that there are two little ones, our newest. they are too cool for school.
Merlyn: I'll go poop or Blind Will?
Lili Lamont: notice, not otice
Phil Austin: One of the big Austin family arguments is over the acquisition of goats. Oooooooona thinks I'm crazy but on the other hand (and she has another hand) she always points out goats to me when we're traveling.
Dexter Fong: Blind Will I. am.
Merlyn: does she say something like "look at that old goat" and points in your direction?
Lili Lamont: Well, they would eliminate the need for a lawn mower, and they make excellent cheese.
Principalpoop: i don't know if dogs and goats get along, maybe if they grew up together...
Phil Austin: merl: if only. No, she thinks goats standing on other goats are funny, but refuses to let me get some of our own.
Lili Lamont: Dogs could herd the goats.
Dexter Fong: Aren't too many dogs that would like to get head butted
Phil Austin: goats herding cats might work
Merlyn: dogs and goats living together -- mass hysteria
doctecazoid: ir's your future - i see a menagerie
Lili Lamont: Dex: So he needs female goats. More cheese, less butting.
Phil Austin: ah, mass hysteria. I think that's the first class tomorrow at the Split Elms Mental Spa.
Dexter Fong: I think the females also but, but not for sexual competition
cease: i was just herded into the backyard by guest dog needing to shit
Merlyn: goats on the battlements?
Phil Austin: General Goatheart
Lili Lamont: Phil, I don't think anything can herd cats. I read once that herding Mensans is like herding cats. Trust me on this.
doctecazoid: domini domini domini you're all crazy now
Dexter Fong: Get him a goat Cat...or a Cat Goat
doctecazoid: a hystericla mass
Phil Austin: I appeared at a couple of Mensa conventions and can attest that they're unherdable
Merlyn: "goat" is an anagram of "gato" which is Spanish for "cat", which is spinach for popeye
cease: jim hightower has great line about herding cats: turn on a can opener
Dexter Fong: Lili; I happaned to see the Moscow Cat Circus about 20 cats all doing tricks of wonderous nature
doctecazoid: mensans are even harder to herd than cats
Lili Lamont: Doc and I are Mensans, and we can confirm that.
doctecazoid: i are a mensan
Dexter Fong: Sans mensa? Hmmmmmm
Merlyn: I'm a latin table
Lili Lamont: We don't respond to can openers like cats do.
doctecazoid: that's one of the things that attracted me to liili - she's got a great set of frontal lobes
Phil Austin: I'm not mensan, but was hired entertainment at conventions
Dexter Fong: I'm a Victorian Beard
Lili Lamont: oooh, baby, ooh baby..,
cease: i cant imagine you dont meet their standards, phil
Dexter Fong: Phil: That appearance cries out for a detailed story
doctecazoid: phil: i seem to recall that - probably the only crowd that would get shroedinger's cat jokes
Lili Lamont: It's a good thing I had breast cancer and not brain cancer, or Doc might have left me.
Phil Austin: catski: I never applied, so don't know about standards. Me and Harry Shearer were just hired help
Dexter Fong: "The Old Detective and the Case of the Smartypans gang
doctecazoid: you are more than the sum of your parts, sweetie
cease: well at least they have hire standards
Lili Lamont: Phewwww, you have no idea how relieved I am.
Phil Austin: schroedinger's cat is probably, or probably not, a member
cease: i try and avoid any group, except firesign chat
doctecazoid: right lol
Merlyn: I hires root beer
Lili Lamont: It's either there or not. You choose.
Dexter Fong: Atleast you're not a John Bircher
doctecazoid: urban word of the day: "get an inbox"...
cease: tom waits doesnt hire beer, he rents it
doctecazoid: ... the phrase is used as a response to people who write too many lovey-dovey things on each other's facebook walls
doctecazoid: (variant of "get a room")
Dexter Fong: Get a HAIRLIP
cease: what was that show called, frendwood tonight or something? i think shearer was writiter for that show
Lili Lamont: Tom Waits has a new album that will be released soon, but the corporate bean counters won't let him play it on his web site.
Phil Austin: fernwood tonight
Lili Lamont: Fortunately, KCRW plays it. But the video on Waits' site about it is a hoot.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Martin Null was on Fernwood
cease: he said 2 things i'lll always remember to the interviwer. i'd rarther have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy
Dexter Fong: Mull
cease: and the other was you dont own beer, you rent it
Principalpoop: back, homer the bench legged beagle kept the bears away
cease: i recall it now, dex. just dint want to.
doctecazoid: cat: you'll find lots of fernwood tonight segments on youtube
Merlyn: actually Fernwood 2Night
cease: good for you, poop
Principalpoop: that was on almost the same time as SOAP, another weird show
Merlyn: Mary Hartman ^2 spinoff
Lili Lamont: Ah, if only it was Tanglewood in Mass. That is within driving distance.
cease: wasnt it later called Amera 2Night?
Merlyn: yes cat
Dexter Fong: Yeah I think so Cxat
cease: yes we were living in van in mid 70s and saw those shows. very inpressed
Merlyn: I watched MHMH in college
Lili Lamont: Tanglewood or fernwood?
doctecazoid: america 2night was the sequel to fernwood 2night
Dexter Fong: Mull's side kick is that guy whose name I can't recall but he's been in most if not all of Shearers movies
doctecazoid: there are america 2night bits on youtube as well
cease: right? fred willard.
Dexter Fong: Fred Willard yes
Merlyn: Fred Willard
Phil Austin: fred willard
Merlyn: he also started the Ace Trucking Company
Principalpoop: ok ok fred willard
Dexter Fong: It's anonymous friends, it Fred Willard in a land quake
Phil Austin: fred is a freiend of proctors, I think
doctecazoid: yes i remember ace trucking co
cease: he was in that earthquake flick with proc/berg and cred gap
Lili Lamont: Excuse me guys, time for more wine.
Principalpoop: did ace have a big brother?
doctecazoid: yes i seem to recall proctor mentioning that
Merlyn: Fred was in Cracking Up with P&B
Lili Lamont: not surprising, Phil.
cease: proc mentions him in the planet, yes
Dexter Fong: Ace also had Burn and Avery Schreiber
Phil Austin: ah, wine. but no drugs in winehouse
Dexter Fong: Burns
Merlyn: I was at Aspen and saw the Fernwood 2Night reunion, too
Dexter Fong: Phil: Hey, you wanna some drugs, you go to da drughouse
Merlyn: jack burns
doctecazoid: yeah that's a sad story. prevailing theory is that she tried to kick on her own with no assistance, and her body couldn't take it
Dexter Fong: Merl: Yep
Merlyn: Burns replaced Don Knotts on Mayberry RFD too
cease: who was carlin[s old sidekick?
Dexter Fong: They did I think called "Taxi: very funny
doctecazoid: burns & schreiber
Dexter Fong: A thing
Phil Austin: there is evidently a duo of winehouse and tony bennett that will be aired soon
Merlyn: eh? yeah. eh? yeah. eh? yeah.
doctecazoid: cat: i think it was jack burns
Dexter Fong: Austin: Really? Tony Bennett
doctecazoid: wow phil that ought to be great
Merlyn: we did a short bit on Shockwave ages ago, sing a duet with Frank Sinatra, only $399 per minute
Dexter Fong: or not
Principalpoop: too bad he did not get to her sooner and teach how to survive....
cease: do you think having the name winehouse contributed to her death?
cease: an agitated puppy
Phil Austin: I only know what I hear on TV
Dexter Fong: Proly better than Whor er uh Warehouse
Merlyn: Doc, right, jack burns also did bits with Carlin for a while
doctecazoid: and i only know what i see on radio
Dexter Fong: The Phone! Don't ask
doctecazoid: my smart phone is smarter than me
Principalpoop: Who is on the phone fong?
||||||||| 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: Poop: Just some heavy breathing, so cut that out
Phil Austin: the fongophone
doctecazoid: pp i think he was just chiming in on the hear on tv see on radio thing...
doctecazoid: either that or he
Principalpoop: i am not excited, that is emphazeema
doctecazoid: he's just phoning it in tonight
cease: maybe both dogs are psychically attuned to fumiyo's car's approach
Dexter Fong: Right Doc
Dexter Fong: They can do that
Dexter Fong: Any one read or hear about the animals at the DC zoo shortly before the quake started freaking out
Dexter Fong: Flamingos and apes and lions
Principalpoop: like a dog whistle. I have visited those site where my ears cannot hear the tones
Merlyn: flamenco dancers went nuts before the quake?
cease: no, they're always nuts
Phil Austin: I don't trust animals. They freak over virtually nothing. Flamingos and apes and lions are untrustworthy at best.
Merlyn: new futurama on
Dexter Fong: Yes Merl, and continued well into what turned out to be a marvelous evening
Principalpoop: they dance like it is always an earthquake
Principalpoop: stop it M, I will watch it later
Merlyn: they dance and make tiny earthquakes
Dexter Fong: Phil: Don't be dissing the Flamingos. they have a very ridgid societal order and will get on you in an instant
doctecazoid: a lot of animals are skittish for sure
Phil Austin: Futurama is good, at least used to be. Is the Gore daughter still on staff?
Principalpoop: like kramer not wearing the ribbon, they will make you put a pink flamingo in your yard
Merlyn: not sure phil
Principalpoop: it is still very enjoyable
Phil Austin: I have a more rigid social order than any damn flamingo
Dexter Fong: Poop: And get rid of a garden ggnome?
Merlyn: a gnarden gnome?
Principalpoop: keep the gnome, loose the nigra horse holder
Dexter Fong: How long can you stand on one leg in brackish water smart guy?
doctecazoid: to gnome is to lob him
Dexter Fong: Poop: But we painted him kinda whitish like octaroon maybe
Principalpoop: i saw some show where flamingos lived near a volcano, taking turns getting close to the heat
doctecazoid: the white kitty just parked herself next to me here on the bed
cease: thtere's a little flamingo pool at the flamingo hotel which seems to be the higlihght of the place
doctecazoid: as lili put it earlier: she's too cool for school
Principalpoop: so he looks spanish now huh? that is worse hehe
cease: has little plaque dedicated to bugsy and his flamingo
Dexter Fong: Yes Doc, and they also live in peru in the high Andes and go to sleep at night and get frozen into the water by daybreak
Dexter Fong: Meant for poop
Principalpoop: you have a favorite doc
Phil Austin: twas brackish and the slithy toves did gire and gimbel in the wabe
doctecazoid: i love all my kitties - and they all love me back
doctecazoid: i make sure i don't single any one of them out as far as affection is concerned
Principalpoop: ahh, but that one has been a comfort as you recover, it can tell
doctecazoid: that said, the young white kitty is the most affectionate kitty i've ever been around
cease: i have to do that with blues and jazz too, doc, as well as the dogs
cease: the micro dog seems to be speaking a language
Phil Austin: young white kitty advances in human affections
doctecazoid: soon to be a major motion picture
Principalpoop: or a little cute youtube clip
doctecazoid: studio execs want a shorter title: "kitty!"
Dexter Fong: author holds out for "White Kitty"
doctecazoid: in a world...
Phil Austin: Young White Kitty! I love this title.
Dexter Fong: along time ago in a catbox far away
Principalpoop: with a necrophiliac surf-boarding vampire
doctecazoid: unfortunately it is fated to go straight to video
Dexter Fong: Le Chatelet Blanc JEUNE French PRNO
Principalpoop: quinton tarantino vieing for the rights
doctecazoid: the special effects on the cat box alone pushed the production way over budget
Dexter Fong: And straight to my Ray Blue
doctecazoid: 300 takes trying to get the kitty to play with a ball of string - it was a nightmare
cease: just got blue ray player a few weeks ago. what a difference
Dexter Fong: Doc: The Director wanted Non-clomping
Principalpoop: using for the first time, 4D, with life actors in every theatre audience
Phil Austin: ik
Dexter Fong: What's the 4th D Poop?
Phil Austin: wait, the backers want flamingos in here somewhere
doctecazoid: you don't want to know...
Phil Austin: flamingos are 4d by definition
Phil Austin: they're upside down, in other words. You can't get more d than that
Dexter Fong: BUT THEY GOOTA CLONE< YOU HIRE ONE< YOU GET 22,00
doctecazoid: so now the title has to be changed to 'flamingo kitty' and set in miami
Principalpoop: ok, skip to the the 5th, wouldn't you like to fly in my beautiful balloon?
Dexter Fong: You fly over my house and I shoot you down
Phil Austin: too complicated. I'm heading back to the Split Elms Mental Spa for a good night's sleep
Principalpoop: White Flamingo Kitty, now we are getting somewhere
doctecazoid: the story of interracial tensions between a white kitty and its lovestruck flamingo
cease: there's something about the colour of flamingo that calls for an asian presence
Phil Austin: or maybe two good night's sleep
doctecazoid: i'd like to take one too
Merlyn: no use crying over split elms
Principalpoop: Bend over and roll up your arm. Do you want regular or premium?
Merlyn: cya phil
cease: sleep well, it beats craziness
doctecazoid: thanks for indulging us this evening
Principalpoop: night, keeper of the Big Blonde
Phil Austin: And so, good night. Especially to the doc.
Dexter Fong: May you sleep the sleep of the sleepy
doctecazoid: thanks phil - catch ya on the funway
Phil Austin: I'm dreaming of flamingos and kitties and too many dogs. Night everyone.
||||||||| At 12:18 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Phil Austin!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
doctecazoid me will dream of flamingo kitties tonight
Principalpoop: wait, think about goats too, and armanians
Merlyn: nite doc
doctecazoid: and with that, i think i've got to get some shut eye
Merlyn: yep, when phil leaves, we all make like trees
Dexter Fong: Armenian goat dlambe
cease: they can think for themselves
||||||||| Merlyn is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 12:19 AM.
doctecazoid: but thanks gang - i haven't laughed this hard in at least two weeks
Principalpoop: the bus
cease: good for you, doc
Principalpoop: keep getting well :D
Dexter Fong: Night Doc, keep on keepin on
Principalpoop: and with that, ciaoo bebys
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 12:20 AM, 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..."
doctecazoid: going to be back at work next week, if i'm not too trashed i'll be here for next week's chat
cease: all the best with that, doc
doctecazoid: nytol (&vicodin) zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...............
Dexter Fong: I'm checking out also
Dexter Fong: Night Dear Friends
||||||||| doctecazoid rushes off, saying "12:20 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Dexter Fong is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 12:20 AM.
cease: we're here for our friends, whoever they are.
||||||||| cease departs at 12:21 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Lili Lamont - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "3:35 AM and late as usual, it's Lili Lamont, just back from Billville."
||||||||| Lili Lamont leaves to catch the 3:36 AM train to Funfun Town.
||||||||| 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."