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 January 05, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 05, 2012 - 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?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:00 PM and TweenGuy_MotorDetective steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:01 PM, dragging cease by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
cease: which motor we be a-taking?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Speedy train
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: brb - having computer issues
||||||||| Outside, the 9:05 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dexter Fong coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| "9:05 PM? I'm late!" exclaims TweenGuy_MotorDetective, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Dexter Fong: cough cough
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
cease: hi dex, motor tween
cease: what's up?
||||||||| "9:09 PM? 9:09 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits on the couch.
llanwydd: hi
cease: hi llan
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
llanwydd: I climbed the steps of a lighthouse yesterday and I could hardly walk today
cease: just read depressing book Tomatoland about the people who pick tomatoes in Florida
cease: one quote, every tomato you eat is picked by slaves
llanwydd: I don't think I've ever picked a tomato in florida
cease: dont you live there?
llanwydd: yes
Dexter Fong: What a tomato!!
llanwydd: but tomato picking isn't my line of work
llanwydd: I've picked plenty of them in ticonderoga
cease: in the course of the book, law suits are won to help the lives of the migrant workers, but it still sounds like a severe life
llanwydd: including a lot of green ones
Dexter Fong: On spec?
cease: at the same time, read greg palast's latest book, Vulture's Picnic
cease: about the kind of people who create slavery. one of america's greatest reporters, who now works for bbc
llanwydd: but all the tomatoes I've picked have been from my own garden
cease: http://www.truthdig.com/avbooth/item/chris_hedges_lays_it_all_out_20120101/
llanwydd: apple picking in vermont is hard work. I've done that for money
cease: just finished watching this 3 hour chris hedges interview
cease: speaking of great reporters
cease: you might know his work from the ny times, dex
cease: wrote a great article for a recent adbusters
cease: i really want tween to see that interview. bergman too
Dexter Fong: I know of him Cat. Don't usually read the times. Too much stuff.
cease: http://www.gregpalast.com/
Dexter Fong: Although I am partial to the Thursday Science section
cease: i read his first book about war from 10 years ago. must read others
cease: ive read all the columns he wrote for www.truthdig.org which is his new book
cease: news: canada in a "mild recession" and our economic health is much better, social safety net vastly superior to yours
cease: that's hedges, not palast. i have palast's previous book Armed Madhouse which is also highly reccomended
||||||||| TweenGuy_MotorDetective sashays in at 9:20 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Hello all
Dexter Fong: wb tweeny
cease: hey tween
cease: check out my links to greg palast and chris hedges
Dexter Fong: Just finished the first book of James Ellroy's USA Underground trilogy
llanwydd: welcome back TweenGuy
cease: aside from my spending alll my time reading as usual, is anything happening?
cease: you've recovered from your vegas losses, dex?
llanwydd: depends what you call anything
Dexter Fong: It concerns, the Kennedy family, J.Edgar, Howard Hughes, the mob -primarily Chicago, and Castro
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: LL pointed out that a FST quote I was using as a mail signature wasn't correct, or was out of context.
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:26 PM, dragging Principalpoop by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease: sounds good. on paper
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Hey P
cease: hi poop
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Sounds very interesting, Dex
Principalpoop: hey all, happy ahh 2012
Dexter Fong: All in all, a bleak, cynical, somewhat nasty read but I've got the second and third volumes
llanwydd: do you really not understand "the old trick puzzle" tween and would you like me to explain?
cease: i almost got new steven king novel about kennedy assasination and new murakami opus from library today but went with michael moore's autobi instead
cease: is it 2012 already?
cease: how time flys
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Can you post the quote I used, LL? I don't have it on this computer
Principalpoop: and sword fish
cease: i try and avoid bleak, dex.
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
Principalpoop: no bleak, just give me gloomy
llanwydd: okay, tween. here is how you wrote it. "Why does the Porridge Bird lay it's egg in the air?"
cease: refuse to read bleak house. now happy house i might enjoy
Dexter Fong: Cat: Sure, I understand.....tomato slaves?
cease: it's "his" egg. llan. that's important
Dexter Fong: A cat house is a happy house
llanwydd: and I gave you a hint: If a rooster laid an egg on top of a henhouse, which way would it fall off?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: I guess I don't 'get' the old trick puzzle
cease: happier ending, dex.
Dexter Fong: llan: Down?
cease: and i do read books written to bring consciousness to changeable situations, however distant
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: a rooster??
llanwydd: no, dex.
cease: for the madam, sure
llanwydd: let me know if you give up, tween
Principalpoop: ok swami and all your talk of consciousness
Dexter Fong: I thought the answer was "Beause we've cut down all the trees"
Principalpoop: Where have all the flowers gone?
cease: dex, yes that was proc' answer in an early planet, or somewhere i read it
Dexter Fong: There in the Hot House
cease: i have either read that or heard him saying it in a radio interview
llanwydd: all right then compare your version of the quote with the original...
Dexter Fong: where poppy's grow
Dexter Fong: row on row
cease: an early eco statement by firesing
llanwydd: The original "old trick puzzle": Why does the porridge bird lay his egg in the air?
llanwydd: do you see where you misquoted it, tween?
Principalpoop: moving right along, how about that santorum?
Dexter Fong: Which sanitorium?
llanwydd: I won't drag this on too much longer but I just want to give tween a chance to guess
Principalpoop: the froth running for president
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Give me a minute, LL
Principalpoop: does it get cold in schroon lake llan?
Dexter Fong: lol
llanwydd: usually colder than ticonderoga, princ
Principalpoop: amazing
Principalpoop: how about saratoga?
llanwydd: I don't know much about that lake
Principalpoop: any other ogas up that way?
llanwydd: I've done some filming in saratoga
Dexter Fong: Tioga
Dexter Fong: North Tioga
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: I'll check out the recording, LL. Haven't listened in a long time
Principalpoop: monahogahoga is somewhere
Dexter Fong: East Tioga
Dexter Fong: Tioga Corners
Dexter Fong: Poop
Dexter Fong: Next to Humina Humina
Principalpoop: lots of tioga going on there
llanwydd: no need to hear it, tween. just read the quote as I wrote it above and then compare it to the way you wrote it in your signature
Principalpoop: i guess the old fords said ahhh ooogah
Dexter Fong: Oh, Forgot..Tiedyeoga
Principalpoop: there was the pbs program halfnyoga
llanwydd: catherwood, you got a sister or two you could introduce to us?
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside llanwydd and queries "Did you want me?"
Dexter Fong: We want you seesters, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood hands you seesters.
llanwydd: cathleen and catherine catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear llanwydd
Principalpoop: mine fell over
Principalpoop: i want mine catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets mine.
Dexter Fong: Mine wont pick tomatos
cease: she's no fun, she fell right over
llanwydd: there's an e in tomatoes
Principalpoop: that's her
Dexter Fong: There's a moat in your eye
Principalpoop: nooo llan
Dexter Fong: Wash it out
Principalpoop: same as potato
cease: it is possible hugh heffner is a tomato
Principalpoop: what do need an E for?
Dexter Fong: A tomato is a fruit....are you saying
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:41 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
Elayne: Evenin' all! Sorry I'm a bit late.
llanwydd: I say tometo and you say tameitow
Principalpoop: speaking of E, this E anyway
cease: and speaking of tomatos
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hi elayne
Elayne: But hey, if you don't need an E...
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Hey E, how are you?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: hehe
Principalpoop: hi toots, hows tricks? hehe
Elayne: I'm good! Still filled with yummy Indian food from my lunch with Dex!
Principalpoop: Give me an E! I always need an E
llanwydd: what did you have, elayne?
Principalpoop: fong you dog you
llanwydd: and dex
Dexter Fong: poop is nned e
Elayne: Chicken Tikka Masala, curried eggs (tasty!), what else did we have Dex?
Principalpoop: don't knee me again fong
llanwydd: I haven't seen any good restaurants in florida
Dexter Fong: Pemmican, bison liver pate, and antelope hearts
Elayne: It was buffet style, the chicken tikka and the eggs were my favorites.
cease: you two finally launched lunch?
Principalpoop: ahh american indian
llanwydd: I love curry
llanwydd: especially malai kofta
Dexter Fong: We launched it and latched onto it
cease: i'm taking fumiyo out for birthday lunch to a local restaurant chain we both love
Elayne: We did, Cat. My cold is finally better, and I really needed the time away from the office.
Dexter Fong: Denny's?
Elayne: Damn if I didn't talk my ear off to Dex doing the work-bitch. And him all retired!
cease: about 3 blocks from our house. she's going out for dinner with her indian friends later
llanwydd: and the hickory soup. can't forget that
Principalpoop: macdonalds? the ribs in vancouver again?
llanwydd: and indian pudding
cease: glad to hear health has returned, el
Dexter Fong: Don't worry Elayne, I wasn't really listening =))
llanwydd: I'm moving back to ticonderoga in a few weeks
cease: isn't it a bit chilly there, llan?
Elayne: As long as there's no more talk of defenestration, Dex!
Dexter Fong: Stay away from Schroom Lake
llanwydd: not for long, cat
Principalpoop: his hearing aid battery died minutes after you sat down hehe
cease: but at least you won't get a chillly reception
llanwydd: I'll be halfway through the winter there.
Dexter Fong: The Aztecs invented the chile reception
Principalpoop: carry me back to ticonderoga....
cease: we've had a surprisingly mild winter thus far
cease: mostly just rain
Principalpoop: over 60 again today, weird
Dexter Fong: Planning to have the Olympics again, Cat?
llanwydd: I climbed a 165-foot spiral staircase yesterday and I could hardly walk today
cease: yeah, calgary was about that yesterday. calgary usually has a foot of snow by now
Principalpoop: lordy
cease: lol dex
llanwydd: the cabinet of dr calgary
cease: only good thing that came of that is now i can take subway to the airport, like in a normal big city
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Will be in the mid-70's here tomorrow. I'll take it :)
Principalpoop: E must be an expert about Es, how many in potato and tomato?
cease: calgary albertan, next big city east of here, full of texans, and usually snow
cease: about a thousand miles east of here
Dexter Fong: non
cease: also oil, or tar
Elayne: Neither takes an "E" in the singular, PrinPoop. One takes an "e" in the plural, one doesn't.
Principalpoop: row dayyyy oh
Principalpoop: wow, cool
cease: will obama allow the pipeline?
Dexter Fong: prolly
cease: take the e trane, all the way to e. harlem
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Really cease? What's the atraction for Texans?
Elayne: Here you go, Poop, drive yourself nuts: http://www.thepoke.co.uk/2011/12/23/english-pronunciation/
Dexter Fong: E Gad Sir, E nuff
Elayne: That was my Silly Site a couple days ago. I posted it for my Mom. Robin made me read the poem out loud to him.
cease: it's black. and it isn't named obama
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: I would think maybe they'd want to ger away from the Summer heat here, maybe
Dexter Fong: But the wait for the winter cause the rates are lower
cease: i noticed rao is in east harlem. hope to have their lemon chicken when i go there in feb
llanwydd: let me know if you want me to answer the riddle for you , tween
cease: this time next week, should know when i'm going
Dexter Fong: Rao in VFegas?
cease: i know harlem only from passing through it on the way to e's, or in 64 during the riot, on a bus
Principalpoop: english is cru EL
cease: at caesar's palace, yes, dex. i thought you knew that
Dexter Fong: Cat, are you coming to nyc or going to Vegas
cease: look forward to that uncle ernie's lemon chicken
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: I'm all (well, partially) ears, LL
llanwydd: have served thanksgiving dinners in harlem
Principalpoop: what percentage did you get E?
cease: vegas of course
cease: good for you, llan
Dexter Fong: I kinda did, but you thru me off with the E. Harlem Fandango
Elayne: I only stumbled on a couple of words, Prinpoop. And I had to ask Robin how to pronounce a couple that I'd never heard anyone say, only knew them as words I'd read in books.
llanwydd: okay, tween. I'll quote it two ways, the original way and the way you quoted it
Principalpoop: bravo
Elayne: So I guess that's four altogether that I didn't quite get.
llanwydd: the original was "Why does the porridge bird lay his egg in the air?"
cease: amzing news story about telepathic dogs
cease: abc news, on my local station
llanwydd: do you see a difference between that and your quote, tween?
Principalpoop: they can make bones fly?
cease: lazy leg in the ayre?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: and what did I say, LL?
llanwydd: well, yours was "Why does the Porridge Bird lay it's egg in the air?"
Dexter Fong: llan: YOu got money on that thing, that prop bet with tweeny?
llanwydd: one word difference
llanwydd: fraid not, dex
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Ah, gender
cease: ok, as the only slightly japanese person here, let me call attention to the obvious koan
llanwydd: THERE YOU GO!
Principalpoop: haitu
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: I shall repair the quote LL, thanks :)
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Are those koans flavored, cease?
cease: those of you not from buddhist cultures, a koan is a question that does not have an "answer". it is supposed to open a door in your brain
Dexter Fong: I want a waffle koan
llanwydd: that's why its an "old trick puzzle", "the old leprechaun SCAM", etc.
Principalpoop: Richard Koan, star of the new Kung Fou
Dexter Fong: I did not know leprechauns layed eggs
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: So, a koan is sort of an oriental shotgun then...
cease: maybe the only good thing roy cohn ever did was inspire the character in Angels in America
Dexter Fong: lol tweeny
cease: they lay whatever they can
Principalpoop: George M. Koan
llanwydd: oh, he was in goodnight and goodluck, too
Dexter Fong: You can do that when you got a pot o gold
cease: just like a new orleans house, tween
llanwydd: I watched that just last night
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Great movie, Good Night And Good Luck
llanwydd: cohnhead
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Just saw it again recently
Dexter Fong: and Cat gets architectural
llanwydd: what do you think the new best picture is gonna be?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: He's into Firemasonry Dex, or so I hear
llanwydd: not that it m
cease: one of the blue jays pitchers who helped us one of the series
Dexter Fong: llan: Koanhead = one who constantly and persistantly asks himself pointless questions
llanwydd: not that it matters but I have a compulsion to see every best picture
Principalpoop: might be right about the end of the world http://tpmmuckraker.talkingpointsmemo.com/2012/01/ted_haggard_swaps_wives_with_gary_busey_on_celebri.php?ref=fpblg
cease: http://www.seemrealland.blogspot.com/
llanwydd: the only best picture I have never seen is Cavalcade
cease: and speaking of coneheads, that sctv thing was happening when my daughter was born
cease: i took the bus from our apartment to the hospital, this was oct 25, and there were people wearing cones on their heads off to parties
Dexter Fong: Coneheads wee Saturday Night Live, I believe then went to movie
cease: looked like coneheads, had a hard time getting on the bus
Principalpoop: i was going to point that out too, but it is beside the point hehe
Dexter Fong: Could be a tribe of indigienous people into severe head binds, i.e. The Flatops
cease: new orleans shotgun houses? is that architectural?
Principalpoop: called the dunces
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, it describes a one-story house, rather narrow and long indigenous to NO
cease: the world could "end" with an unexpected huge meteor any time. it doesnt need prophecy
Principalpoop: called single-wide mobile home everywhere else
Dexter Fong: I saw that one coming
Dexter Fong: Poop, They are on foundation and made of wood
llanwydd: I remember when frank zappa sat with Beldar Conehead and talked about his "sound patterin's"
Principalpoop: ahh real houses, ok
cease: that's why i said it, dex
cease: i travel vast distances just to look appreciatively at architecture
cease: where is that from, llan? snl?
Principalpoop: haggard and busey swap wives and no comments here, tough audience...
Elayne: Whoop, after 10 and I'm goodly stretched. I'd best go. Next week, all!
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 10:07 PM train to Funfun Town.
cease: who are they, poop?
cease: by el
Principalpoop: night E, thanks again
llanwydd: yes, cat. that was on snl
llanwydd: and then he sang "I'm the Slime"
Principalpoop: disgraced evangalist and wacky actor
cease: must be on youtube then
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: he broke up laughing from looking at Beldar
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Bunnyboy: Yodel.
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Hey Bunny
cease: and speaking of youtube, here's bunny
Principalpoop: Little ole lady whooooo?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Bunny, was it you who was talking about taking sound engineering classes a few years back?
cease: how are things in seattle, bun?
Bunnyboy: Tween: Certificate in Audio Production, University of Washington Extension, 2007.
Principalpoop: http://snltranscripts.jt.org/78/78cconeheads.phtml
Bunnyboy hums "Pomp and Circumstance".
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Cool, Bunny
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: So do you work in a recording studio or something?
Bunnyboy: cat: Seattle's swell.
cease: wow. i think i remember that
Bunnyboy: Naw, I pick at it.
cease: did that course land you a job, bun?
Bunnyboy: My main course goal was always to make "better" recordings.
Principalpoop: What do you think about American girls Mister Bunnyboy?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: A laudable goal :)
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: lol P
cease: i hope the swelling stops soon.
Principalpoop: Throw a towel over it
Bunnyboy: They're true and blue, like my balls, Poop.
Principalpoop: huh? ahh the girls, ok hehe
Bunnyboy: My Superballs - tm , that is.
cease: where's bunnete when you kneed her?
Principalpoop: hit me over the head with that champagne bottle and turn the switch
llanwydd: well, it might be time for me to head out
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please lay a heavy beating on The Poop
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Do you have something for me to do?"
Principalpoop: rawhide!
llanwydd: glad to enlighten tweeny about the porridge bird
Dexter Fong: How much did you win llan??
llanwydd: may it bring you ever nearer the truth and put you out of your mystery
Dexter Fong: Or double your koan back
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: FST must always be quoted accurately ;)
Principalpoop: ticondaroga, here I come, right back where I started from, open up your ahh something something
Dexter Fong: pencil case
llanwydd: good night and good luk
||||||||| "Hey llanwydd!" ... llanwydd turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:24 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Principalpoop: neither a koaner nor a borrower be
cease: by llan
Bunnyboy: Nite llan!
Principalpoop: trunk hood?
Dexter Fong: I am lu's father
Dexter Fong: luk's
Principalpoop: is that you breathing on my anonymous phone calls fong?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: He is _your_ son?
cease: as we are the firesign chatr group, a comment about firesign
Dexter Fong: That is only a recording. Press one to hear louder panting
Principalpoop: 1 1 1 1 1 1
cease: they got the koan, but they didn't get the japanese influence on the us
cease: i dont know if any of them, maybe bergman, has spent any time in japan
Principalpoop: yamoto was not enough?
Dexter Fong: I can sense your electronic reply, don't shout me
cease: koan is an intellectual conscttruct, which is why they appeal to us
Principalpoop: the brain in main stalls mainly on the plain
cease: elayne took me to meet ossman in 96. i asked him why the firesign got japan so wrong in their 70s albums
Dexter Fong: How so Cat?
cease: the ignorance they decry in others is the same ignorance they have of for example, japan
Principalpoop: what years was Japan buying up all that LA real estate and companies, gave us a good scare
cease: ossman told me they were afraind of vast japanese influence on us culutrue
cease: but i lived in a japn besotted with america
Dexter Fong: Yesterday, he was your gardener, today, he owns your house
cease: that was the ossman that i met then. of course that was in 95
Principalpoop: like john cleese in fawlty towers about the german tourists in england
Principalpoop: a little hard to forgive some things
Dexter Fong: 95...Year of the silkworm, everybody take off clothes
Principalpoop: i understood perfectly why that black guy made a photo with a black guy with a bull whip up his bottom
Dexter Fong: Poop: I kinda think we evened the score and then some
Principalpoop: what is his problem? he has a lol
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'doctecazoid', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:32 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Dexter Fong: Hi Dec
Principalpoop: sure, but for some they are still a little techy
Dexter Fong: Doc
Dexter Fong: Duh
cease: hey doc
Bunnyboy: Hiya doc!
Principalpoop: the doc is in
Dexter Fong: Fucking get over it
cease: welcome to a new and hopefuly better year
Dexter Fong: and avoid black guys with bull whips
Principalpoop: i agree fong, but looking at history, only recently do folks forget and forgive
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Hey there Doc
Dexter Fong: True, and it seems like only yesterday, I stoped bleeding myself with leeches
doctecazoid: lets hope so. happy new year from my android phone
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: and Happy New Year to everyone
Dexter Fong: And back at you Doc, from my Horn and Hardart
Principalpoop: 2012, sounds like the ages of teenagers rather than a year, i miss the 19somethings
Principalpoop: be kind to your android, our computer overlords need to know compassion
cease: my daughter will forever be 19
Dexter Fong: The 1950's carsm that's what I miss
doctecazoid: mammaries
Dexter Fong: I made of silicon
cease: i cant say the past was not good to me because here i am
doctecazoid: silicon valley of the dolls
cease: you were an adult when i was born, dex
Dexter Fong: and stay right there brb adkfr
cease: and i
Principalpoop: life sucks, but better than the alternative
cease: i'm old
cease: indeed, poop
Principalpoop: there are still moments of magic, just listen to firesign, for clues
doctecazoid: the form we take to exist arises from framing nothing
cease: just visited my mother today. she knew i was her son for the first time in monthes
cease: but is part of a large disease situation so we had to leave immediagtley
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: That's fantastic, cease
doctecazoid: so we are nothing - ain' t that something?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: From wha little I've gleened from chat, I'd say you've had it pretty rough
cease: the gtreat thing about being old, for me, is that i can remember a vast amount of good things
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: *what little
Principalpoop: dust in the wind, try a dyson
doctecazoid: recognition through the haze - truly a beautiful thing
cease: in my life i've seen, heard, expereinced wondrous things, of great multitudes
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Life experince can be useful cease, yes
Principalpoop: a kiss is just a kiss, a smile is just a smile
cease: some radio thing i heard recently, about creating a large bank of good memories
Principalpoop: play it again sam
cease: my mother has that now and it keeps her happy in her 93rd almost brain dead year
doctecazoid: no matter how bad things get, i never lose sight of the fact that we're lucky to be here
cease: my dad also had good memories to retreat to at the end of his brain/l.ife
cease: yes doc
Bunnyboy: I just chip away everything that isn't a Bunnyboy.
cease: if you mean here, this chat, or this world
Principalpoop: where is here?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Great attitude, Bun
doctecazoid: planned obsolescence is built into the system
cease: oh, how can you be, in 2 places at once, if you never heard the firesign theatre at all?
Bunnyboy advances, menacingly, with a mallet and chisel.
cease: my dad was a car dealer when that happend, doc
Principalpoop: i am he as you are me and we are all together
doctecazoid: contents may have settled during shipping
cease: in ww2, he fixed jeeps and trucks to go kill nazis.
Dexter Fong: Did a damn fine job too
Dexter Fong: We won
doctecazoid: accruing some good kar ma there
Bunnyboy: (sings) Chip chip here, chip chip there...
cease: i'm proud of his efforts.
cease: i dont speak german
Dexter Fong: Gesundheit
cease: his native language.
doctecazoid: as well you should be - remarkable story
cease: his dad spoke 10 languages.
cease: imagine knowing 10 people who know more than 1 language now
Principalpoop: jeg ved ikke
doctecazoid: i can barely speak engrish
Dexter Fong: Cat> Come to E> Harlem
Bunnyboy: Chip! Chip! ChipChipChipChipCHIP!!!
doctecazoid: and binary
Principalpoop: ouch, careful bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: Binary Row, great Steinbeck Thesis
cease: the first song i ever played in concert was an ellington tune. not that one, but i loved it
doctecazoid: 1011010110100010110 !!!!
cease: get off at your f stop
Principalpoop: you ascii guy you
doctecazoid: can i give you a shine?
cease: i really have to get back into music before the capacity deteriorates into impossibility
Dexter Fong signals for the geek squad
cease: you're selling slaves, mr technical?
cease: i kinda like that piano player
doctecazoid: watching 'the social netowrk' as i type - god what a great movie
Principalpoop: and me sitting with a tower, keyboard and monitor, so 1900s
cease: i disagree, doc. cinematographic shit
Bunnyboy: Fincher is wonderful.
Principalpoop: ahh controversy
cease: not that i've notced, bun
cease: claustrophic garbage
Principalpoop: could be schroon lake all over again
Bunnyboy: As is Aaron Sorkin.
doctecazoid: to think it was not so long ago that a tower pc was a tower of power
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop; forget about it...it's just Schroon lake
Principalpoop: hehhehe
Bunnyboy: I must, respectfully, disagree with cat's disagreement.
Principalpoop: reasonable people can disagree, anyone who disagrees is crazy
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: claustrophic garbage, wasn't that a punk band?
doctecazoid: it's more the dialog and characters i am drawn to - that and the soundtrack
||||||||| "Hey doctecazoid!" ... doctecazoid turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:52 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies doctecazoid in through the front door at 10:53 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: wb doc
Principalpoop: your android was jealous of your reference to towers lol
Principalpoop: you are thinking of the tightened sphincters tween
doctecazoid: my phone is misbehaving
Bunnyboy: Doc: Yes, indeed. Reznor and Ross' work, and Zimmer's INCEPTION score, were both outstanding.
Principalpoop: ok ok, now you make it sound like something I should see
cease: the day androids become jealous, we are all doomed
Dexter Fong: And there shall be motor oil
Principalpoop: as I said, i have hope our computer overlords will have compassion hehe
cease: i dont think that will happen in our life times, poop. i could be wrong
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: lol
Dexter Fong: hmm?
doctecazoid: ok i have to sign pff now
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: AS much compassion as we have had for them. In other words, The Matrix
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Take care, Doc
Dexter Fong: Night there Doc, and to Lili also
Principalpoop: look the drone things already, and that is public knowledge, what do you suppose is in the lab working?
Principalpoop: night doc
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: by doc
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, is in the lab working
||||||||| Catherwood iss in the lab working.
doctecazoid: this phone is getting painful to deal with
Principalpoop: catherwood me mine
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Principalpoop and yells "oh, fuck off Principalpoop!"
Dexter Fong: and he's 'issing
doctecazoid: y'all have a good evening and a happy new you
Principalpoop: i will buy a bread box 1980 cell phone
Dexter Fong: You too Doc
doctecazoid: cat look fwd to call
doctecazoid: ttfn ttyl nytol zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
cease: if it's a thurday chat, it's always a good evening
||||||||| doctecazoid rushes off, saying "11:02 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Bunnyboy: TCM break. Nitey!
Principalpoop: hiphop bunny
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
Principalpoop: i did a new years resolution a few years ago never to do new years resolutions again
||||||||| "11:04 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Dexter Fong: My New Years resolution was to stay away from schroon lake
Principalpoop: any luck?
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Everybody be well and happy as possible. Thanks for the good company, and see you next week
TweenGuy_MotorDetective: Until last time, again...
Principalpoop: HNY tween, ciao
||||||||| TweenGuy_MotorDetective rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's TweenGuy_MotorDetective?! It's 11:06 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: So far okay (k-nock on wood)
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny
Principalpoop: easy when you spend the day with lunch with E, it will get tougher
Dexter Fong: Tougher thatn the chicken Tikki Masalah?
cease: keep on tweeningt
Principalpoop: tougher than chicken Tioga masala
Dexter Fong: We;; my dear friends, I hear a parking spot caling...I hope
Dexter Fong: Well
Dexter Fong: calling
Principalpoop: the bus boss, the bus
Dexter Fong: qquick, get under it
Principalpoop: a super week all, brightness and joy and stuff
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 11:10 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Dexter Fong: With a potent jot of Inca Hell Oil
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
cease: by
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| cease - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| 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
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Rogue's Gallery:

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Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

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And, "The Home Team"