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 April 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, April 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?"
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:00 PM and late as usual, it's c, just back from British Columbia."
c: back AND beautiful
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and Dexter Fong waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
c: you gt today's planet proctor, dex?
Dexter Fong: No Cat
Dexter Fong: wazz up?
c: have you signed up for it?
Dexter Fong: Not since I managed to trash all my bookmarks and email addys
c: definite date and place for the la bergman tribute
c: get it again. great tribute to pete of course
Dexter Fong: Ahh. You've been wondering about that
c: i guess i'll see him in kirkland in 2 weeks
c: many have asked me, as if i would know.
c: earl jive asked me for a venu i dea and i told him i hadnt lived in la since 68
Dexter Fong: Many of us believe you to know more than you let on =))
c: i learn more from facebook than anywhere else.
Dexter Fong: A sad commentary indeed
c: but i do talk to folks on the inside, when they bother to talk to me
c: doc tech is a frined of mine and the guys, etc
Dexter Fong: Any onther news such as what's going to happen with FS going forward (hopefully not into the past)
c: got my first email from him i think since i got back from vegas, that was feb 12
c: i'll hang out with them in kirkland.
Dexter Fong: Yeah he's been scarce seen for awhile
c: i remember talking to bergman when he was plotting his rfo webberty
c: t bar after langley show 2 years ago
c: hi sjob keeps him far too busy, and now he has to put out rfo every weekday too
c: he man is stretched too thin
c: and he's not a thin man
Dexter Fong: rfo reruns?
c: whatever he can get
c: i hope i can help out with stuff from my collection
Dexter Fong: Unless the other guys are pitching in, seems like a dead end kinda thing
c: i would love to meet lily, bergman's daughter. i wonder if she'll be at the kirkland event
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:12 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
Principalpoop: good eveneing ing ing
c: pooper
c: poopest
c: a fest of poop
Principalpoop: popperini
Principalpoop: pooperini
Principalpoop: how are you guys doing?
Dexter Fong: I'm alright thanks, and you?
c: popene
Principalpoop: sinus acting up but otherwise ok
c: isnt that the ingredient in how time flies?
Dexter Fong: Sinus us up!
Principalpoop: poopastrami
Principalpoop: popene, isn't that the aromantic ester of poperine
Dexter Fong: maybe
Principalpoop: possibly
Dexter Fong: could be, coul;d be
c: you get planet proc, poop?
Principalpoop: or a non-romantic mehitable of pooperanium
Principalpoop: no
c: http://www.planetproctor.com/
c: his first one since pete's death.
c: asutin made the same announcement to phil as phil made to chat
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Merlyn', just granted probation at 9:18 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
c: thats confusing. well, you can firugre it out. hi merl
Merlyn: hey
Principalpoop: Hi M
Principalpoop: i found my big mystery joke book the other day
Principalpoop: but that was not what I was looking for, and so I put it back and now I forget where it is
Dexter Fong: Planer Proctor froze me PC
Principalpoop: worked fine here, too much stuff, I will check it out later
c: the only living member of proctor and bergman
c: is it a feeble pc, dex?
Principalpoop: he is keeping busy, good for him
c: pihl and melinda love to work
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:24 PM and TweenForADay bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
c: wihch means it's not work
Dexter Fong: Probably Cat
TweenForADay: Evenin' all
Principalpoop: hey tween
Dexter Fong: Hiya Tweeny
c: tweeny
Principalpoop: the page tried to load quicktime, that could jam you fong
c: it's a tweet. it's a twee, no it's Tween
Principalpoop: not tornadotween?
TweenForADay: Not down here. That was Dallas
Principalpoop: al hurt playing bourbon street, yeehaw, almost hello dolly, kinda sorta
TweenForADay: We're closer to San Antonio
Dexter Fong: Perhpas it's only a tweenado
Principalpoop: it is all texas to me
TweenForADay: But they sure did get hit hard up there
Principalpoop: strange
Principalpoop: not hello dolly, echos of won't you come home bill bailey hehe
TweenForADay: The climate is more Mid-west up there
Principalpoop: it gets hot in dallas, so I hear
Principalpoop: 100+ crazy hot
Dexter Fong: Very
TweenForADay: Stuff in the kitchen biab
Principalpoop: if you can't stand the heat, exactly...
c: i may live to see 100 in vancouver. but i'll be surprised
c: i was in vegas last year in may when it was in the high 90s. i couldnt handle that at all
Dexter Fong: Cat: 100 years, or fahrenheit or Centigrade?
Principalpoop: january to march were the hottest start of a year in over 100 years
c: your temp, dex.
Dexter Fong: p8.2
Principalpoop: 100 in C is boiling water fongman
Dexter Fong: 98.2
c: only the fairenhtye. not the reallygoodenyte
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:31 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: don't go Kelvin on me
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Merlyn: hi E
c: hi el
Elayne: Evenin' all!
ork E?
Dexter Fong: Orc?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts no_anchovies inside, makes a note of the time (9:32 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Principalpoop: hehehe
Elayne: Evenin' NoAnch!
Dexter Fong: Hi no_
Principalpoop: the full questions was Still at work E? how did it do that M?
no_anchovies: np. (radio) Dodgerdogz @ Pod-rayz
no_anchovies: Howdy Folx.
Principalpoop: hey no anchovies
no_anchovies: Baseball's Back.
Elayne: No PrinPoop, been home for a couple of hours. Left regular time today, and I've decided to take a vacay-day tomorrow, so I have a lovely 3-day weekend ahead of me!
c: no
Elayne: And baseball's back!
Principalpoop: Play Ball!
c: good for you, el
Principalpoop: ahhh nice
c: i watched the lnogest opening game in history. jays beat indians in 16
Dexter Fong: E: Aren't you in the last throes of the busy season?
Elayne: Oh, and I highly recommend you reading the latest Planet Proctor if you haven't already. Very nice reminiscence about Peter.
c: started at noon, ended an hour ago
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (9:33 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: good evening
no_anchovies: yeah, i heard. a record for opening day.
Principalpoop: hey llan :)
Dexter Fong: Hi llan
Elayne: I am, Dex, but Passover is tomorrow, so both my bosses left, and there are four other admins who can pick up the slack this weekend.
c: yes el i've been hustling these lads to get with the planet. they seem reluctant
c: so the kirkland show will be taped and broadcast on the site. how great is that?
Elayne: I'm working next Thursday, then the following two Mondays, and that's it for seasonal overtime.
Dexter Fong: Planet P froze me PC
Elayne: Hey Llan!
no_anchovies: indeed, the Pesach... (no Rugalach, dammit.)
c: im a jays fan, no. great to see them come back in the 9th and eventually win
c: i'd given up on them, down 4-1 in the 9th
Elayne: Dex, you have the worst time of it with you PC. I was able to download it onto my smartphone with no problem, and I have very little room on that phone.
Principalpoop: 16 innings, they must have almost run out of beer and hot dogs...
Dexter Fong: E: I have to get a new PC
llanwydd: I'm kind of an expos fan
llanwydd: not enough to watch them if something better is on
c: i saw thei opening game too. beat mets 12-10 as i recall. april 1969
c: i was in regina, saskatchewan. having a great time
llanwydd: but I saw them beat the astros at olympic stadium back in '83. that was a fun night
Elayne: That you do, Dex.
c: i saw them at jarry park in 73, never in the big o though.
Elayne: So cats and kittens, any silly sites to recommend this evening?
c: i need new pc too.
c: hopefully next month
llanwydd: this one
Principalpoop: That last pro basegame I went to they did not allow smoking in the stands, never going again...
no_anchovies: *Taking A Lichen...* http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/eb/Xanthoria_elegans_97571_wb1.jpg/800px-Xanthoria_elegans_97571_wb1.jpg
no_anchovies: unless you had something else in mind, E?
c: after i read plaewnt, i remembered that bergman was an indians fan
c: so i didnt mind the jays losing to them.
c: but a very exciting game
Elayne: No anch, it's an interesting approach, but it isn't us. I was hoping for a site, not a photo.
c: first game i ever saw was dodgers in a football stadium in 58.
Elayne: You know, like Landover Baptist or the Yes Men or Funny or Die, stuff like that.
Dexter Fong: Live Funny or Die
no_anchovies: hey Elayne, ever see this site? http://elayneriggs.blogspot.com/
c: i just read about something called ruth bourdain but i havent visited it yet
Elayne: Not often enough, No Anch. :)
Principalpoop: anthonys sister?
Dexter Fong: Is Ruth Bourdain and relation to Anthony Bourdain the foodie guy?
Elayne: Oh Cat, it's brillianr! Perfect! Thanks so much!
no_anchovies: http://www.howtobearetronaut.com/
Elayne: Be right back, I'm blogging Cat's suggested site.
Dexter Fong: Wow! It's going viral folks, put on your sanitary Masks and pedestals
c: good thing i remembered it. i read so much, i forget when/where or often what
llanwydd: just tried that site, n_a. all I get is a white page
Principalpoop: http://www.startribune.com/lifestyle/taste/131320969.html
Dexter Fong: http://nomoresitesplease.com
Elayne: Thanks PrinPoop, I added the Star Tribune thing too.
Elayne: I'll save your other link for next week, remind me. :)
c: i wonder if they would do a bergman tribute thing in nyc
Dexter Fong: I'd go
c: i wonder if he avoided his physical for the past 3 years becauses he didnt want to hear the bad news
c: and the fact that the other firesigns learned about the leukemia in feb and he died march 9
c: would seem to indicate he wanted to put off telling anyone until last rights
c: you're the closest of any of us to him here, merl, any ideas on that?
Principalpoop: He needs a statue at Yale...
Dexter Fong: aoncerned about human rites until the last
llanwydd: last rites? there's something I didn't know about the jewish religion
c: metaphor, llan.
Dexter Fong: Who said he was jewish?
llanwydd: aha
c: acknolweding your imminent death, however that's expressed.
c: more of a bhuddist than most japanese people
Dexter Fong: Is kicking and screaming allowed?
c: spairing his friends the pain he knew they'd feel at his death
Principalpoop: i was hoping for snoring
c: until he was almost in the grave
c: i thknk merl may have grayed off
llanwydd: I might do the same thing in that situation
Dexter Fong: Doesn't he know about Just For Men?
Elayne: Cat, I don't think we can or should ascribe motives to the dead.
c: a human trait, llan
Elayne: My husband hates doctors, he never goes to them. With some people, it's just a thing.
c: i see your point, el.
c: its just that proc offered us that information for a reason. i would rather not have known, but ...
Dexter Fong: I never miss my monthly proctoscopy
Principalpoop: i had a friend who said felt doctors were insane, who would want a job around sick, dying people?
no_anchovies: tmi, Dex
c: i go to my doctor or a walkin clinic a few blocks away when i have any problems
Dexter Fong: You can't have tmi about that area of your life no_
Principalpoop: insane is probably not the right word, different perceptions certainly
c: my city's major hospital is 5 blocks away. its senior citizen paradise
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: don't make fun of seniors cat, you are there soon
Dexter Fong: Cat: Have you mapped out the qjickest routes, and alternate emergency detours to these medical facilities?
c: i'll be 61 next week, inshallah
Dexter Fong: We inshalla waters here
no_anchovies: Catherwood, check my rectum, please.
||||||||| Catherwood checks no_anchovies's rectum.
Principalpoop: that is senior, in some communties, spring chicken in others
c: i can do so from my upstairs deck.
Dexter Fong: Nicely done, no_ and eschewing all privacy too!
no_anchovies is NO SPRING CHICKEN
Principalpoop: tough old bird?
c: cat's eat birds
no_anchovies: ughn.
Principalpoop: betty davis said, getting old is not for sissies....
c: she's right
no_anchovies: & she knew.
Principalpoop: or as traffic said, so glad we made it
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Principalpoop: what do chickens have? it is not a rectum
no_anchovies: Winwood Traffic?
Principalpoop: exactly, got a live version on now, oh oh oh
no_anchovies: Poop-chute?
Principalpoop: i want to coval, caval
no_anchovies: i was listening to "Last Exit" the other day.
Principalpoop: caucol
TweenForADay: Just got a new (old) Mac and am trying to decide if it's worth upgrading my music software
Principalpoop: can't find my way home, low spark
no_anchovies: nah. keep your old tech.
Principalpoop: i heard about a mac virus, lordy
Elayne: Wow, that's weird. I think Twitter (I just "followed" Rurh Bourdain) kicked me off here.
Principalpoop: no, I got kicked off also E
no_anchovies: yeah, played the Blind Faith also...
Principalpoop: and I don't follow anybody
TweenForADay: The problem is that I got one version too recent, and it won't boot in OS 9 :/
Dexter Fong: Me two
Dexter Fong: ,three
TweenForADay: Blind Faith was one cool band
no_anchovies: for one cool album.
TweenForADay: Yeah, there has been a virus, but they fixed the problem
no_anchovies: i saw Rick Grech w/ Family... (that's how not spring chicken i is...)
TweenForADay: Always have been a fan of Clapton and Winwood, of course
Elayne: I just hit Tweeny's name to follow him. :)
llanwydd: I only bought clapton's greatest hits
TweenForADay: None of us are ;)
llanwydd: I think it was called time pieces
c: 2nd hand woman, great winwood song about slot machines
Elayne: Tween, I think we're now connected by about a dozen social media sites...
TweenForADay: kewl El
Dexter Fong: I follow everybody with my personal CCTV
llanwydd: and I've never owned any Traffic
TweenForADay: Half a dozen anyway
no_anchovies: Jack Bruce was no slouch, he wrote MOST of the Cream songs.
c: would be a soundtrack to video of vegas for me
TweenForADay: hehe Dex
Principalpoop: I like there is one in every crowd, not famous
TweenForADay: The whole band was excellent
llanwydd: well, come to think of it I had the Blind Faith album which had winwood on it
c: i loved traffic. 40,000 headmen an old fave
Principalpoop: derrick and the dominos is a greatest hit album as is
c: flute ins minor chords, very english but very well done
no_anchovies: well, Llan, that's because the only records you have are by "YES." ;-)
c: there was a lot of great brit music in those days
Principalpoop: i have tormato and 90210
llanwydd: lol
c: i wanted to go to london just to bask in it, and i'm from la.
no_anchovies: shame on you, Poop.
llanwydd: not quite, n_a. I've collected a lot of good music
Principalpoop: was anybody in blues image?
Dexter Fong: All studio cats
llanwydd: I've kind of basked in london. I used to dream of wandering the london streets at night. years before I actually did
no_anchovies: there were also these guys called "The Beatles" anybody hear of 'em???
Dexter Fong: Anywhere near Whitehall, llan?
llanwydd: strangely enough, london kind of shuts down at night. its nothing like NYC
Principalpoop: if I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true?
no_anchovies: only if you help me to understand.
Dexter Fong: Are you on E Harmony, poop?
Principalpoop: ever since I saw you chatting there
Principalpoop: love me do
Dexter Fong: I don't wee any of those matching points, poop
Principalpoop: i've got the music in me, no trouble in my life
Dexter Fong: see
no_anchovies: well... no surprises there, as the Padres lose their home opener. (worst phukking team in the history of the game)
Dexter Fong: no worries wif me trouble an' strife
c: worse than st. louis browns, no?
no_anchovies: easily.
c: you certrainly had the best hitter in my life time
Dexter Fong: Hey, don't forget the washington senators
no_anchovies: he went to waste. a crime.
Principalpoop: when the senators left washington, they broke my heart, never followed baseball since then..
no_anchovies: ony Gwynne was a moron to stay with that team.
c: dex is old enough to remember ted williams but gwnn's 390 the best since ive been alive
no_anchovies: ony? (i hate this keyboard)
c: maybe ted w was a moron to stay with boston
Dexter Fong: Poop, wow..my grandmother took me to my first major league game, 1948 seantors vs Yanks
c: so babe was not a moron to go to nyc, though not his decision
c: damn yankees is about the senators wining the penant only by seliling soul
c: al the agoy of loss of that team at least produced a good musical
Elayne: So I'm going to be watching the Yankees' home opener in a Dolby theatre, courtesy of our building's management. With free ballpark snackies.
Principalpoop: i was in some pub, some guy was telling me lou cobb was the meanest sob ever, would cleat folks
c: fantasdtic, el
Principalpoop: nice E, have fun,
c: cleat, fuck. he'd shoot people
Dexter Fong: Ty Costello was pretty nasty too
c: ty cobb, greatest hitter ever, maybe worst human
Elayne: I'd rather be watching it at Yankee Stadium, but I don't have that kind of money. :) And trust me, the Dolby theatre is more comfy.
Principalpoop: i need to read Ball Four again, it has been too long
c: is it affordable, el?
c: i mean the dolby place
no_anchovies: i bet you only live two blocks from the Grand Concourse.
c: i lvoed that book. read that at a bleak time in my life, winter in saskatoon.
c: bleak by definition, 1970
llanwydd: I lived in hackettstown, nj in 1970
no_anchovies: Bouton's book? yeah, and it's only gotten worse.
c: canada declared marshall law, hitch hiking 200 miles is no fun when its 30 below
Principalpoop: 30-40 years, yeah, maybe time to read it again, a fun book I recall, even after all these years
llanwydd: martial law? I never heard about that
c: "terrorists" over running montreal. trudeau called out the army
Dexter Fong: Mounties abounding
c: i almost got arrested with commy girlfriend in a bar for declaring our support for quebec
c: just syiang that suddenly illegal then
c: not on your radar in your country
Principalpoop: the young folks think interesting things only started happening recently hehe
c: after we said something loudly in support of quebec, a mountie came over to our table and told us we could be arrested.
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's the kardashian Project...it's come on line
c: this is in socialist saskatchewan, maybe the free-est place of speech in canada. in other places they wouldnt have warned us
c: tis the nature of the young, poop
no_anchovies: ok fellow Gebozos and Gazeebos. i'm out.
Elayne: Take care, no-anch!
c: bettter luck with padres, no
no_anchovies: cyas next time.
Principalpoop: ok, king of the roost
||||||||| Around 10:26 PM, no_anchovies walks off into the sunset...
llanwydd: nite, n_a
Dexter Fong: Night no_
Elayne: I think I'm out too. Thanks for helping me kick off my 3-day weekend, folks!
Principalpoop: enjoy
llanwydd: Nite Elayne
Dexter Fong: Enjoy, Elayne...and keep kosher free
Elayne: Night all!
||||||||| "10:27 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Elayne, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
c: by el
Dexter Fong: We've all been scratched by the brambles of time, Dear Friends
c: well said, dex
Principalpoop: i know vaguely the name kardashian
Dexter Fong: Sells rugs
c: isnt that where bergman went in turkey?
Dexter Fong: floor not scalp
Principalpoop: star trek, space station thing, they had pierced noses attached to their ears
Dexter Fong: so they could smell what they were hearing
Dexter Fong: and vice versa
Principalpoop: no, in a fight they were easy to grab and take down hehe
Dexter Fong: Then they connected the eyes to the tongue
Dexter Fong: but they couldn't see unless they kept treir mouths open and then the tongues dryes out
Principalpoop: i thought they got confused of where to put their key chains
c: only half a key
Principalpoop: the other half to the sound effects man
Dexter Fong: Do what I do, hang em on the penal ring
Principalpoop: thanks rocky
Principalpoop: who is that, prince albert?
Dexter Fong: He;s in the can
Principalpoop: no, he's in the can, man
Dexter Fong: Is there amanda love here?
Principalpoop: Anita Drink went to the pub
Dexter Fong: Betcha she went to Moe's
c: all out for prince albert.
Principalpoop: national lampoons newspaper was chocked full of those, I could never compete
c: next stop, yorkton
Dexter Fong: Here! Here!
c: you have to be from saskatchewan to laugh at that
Principalpoop: you must be from there, you can spell it
c: poop did you read nat lamp;s sunday paper?
Dexter Fong: heh heh...to be from saskatchewan....as if....heh heh
Principalpoop: that is what I was talking about cat
c: reading it the first time was not unlike the fatal joke in python
Principalpoop: Anita Drunk, Ophelia Butts, millions
c: i have that somewhere. hysterically funny
Principalpoop: a classic, indeed
Principalpoop: we have had so much dew and pollen here, I have a crust on my car
Dexter Fong: Poop: Try Black Magic Crust-away
Dexter Fong: You pies will look naked
Principalpoop: i thought ajax or comet
Dexter Fong: Oh, you want that fine showroom shine then?
Dexter Fong: Try rock salt
Dexter Fong: Removes the paint while it build rust
Principalpoop: sure, right down the metal, then prime just a spots, like camouflague
Dexter Fong: builds
Principalpoop: few
Dexter Fong: Sound like you want a rat ride, dude
c: we fry what you wont touch
Dexter Fong: Yah gotta have 29's on the rear
Principalpoop: scares people at intersections, with their shiny clean cars...
Dexter Fong: Your ass end is so high you pipe in your exhaust right into their cars
Principalpoop: goes faster, because you are constantly going gownhill
Principalpoop: downhill
Dexter Fong: You must be headed south then
Principalpoop: southbound, lord I'm coming home to you
c: lord of the south?
Dexter Fong: Hole on their, it's you mammyu , she's on the phone here
c: isnt that george wallace?
Principalpoop: allman bros
Dexter Fong: Yo mammy say de Allman's be openin' for the Johnson Brothers
c: no, not all men are brothers.
Principalpoop: sure we are, remember cain and abel?
c: its a nice idea, but not true
Dexter Fong: Some are sisters, and some are in between, (no offense, Tweeny
c: i think tween is in grayland for the night
Principalpoop: he is cooking
c: merl too
Principalpoop: m is programming
Dexter Fong: Last I know, he was headed for the kitchen
Principalpoop: if he had said the bathroom, I would be worried that the pigs got him
Dexter Fong: And my CCTV camera has been knocked out
Principalpoop: as we fumble towards a new topic of discussion, my dog wants out, brb
c: when you said cooking, i thought of stones, cant you hear me knocking
c: cookin tune
Dexter Fong: Not real familiar with the stones
c: i was in a flimsy house in a typhoon in japan in i think 79
Dexter Fong: Listening to the stones?
c: played this song really loud to cancel out trees faling around my house
c: type it in on google and you can hear it on youtube. thats what i'm, doing
c: tree actualy fell on my house but not too much damage
Dexter Fong: Sure, although I'm barely on line
c: saxaphone is cooking
Dexter Fong: Is that the album with Sonny rollins on it?
Dexter Fong: He's on, "I'm just waiting for a friend" or something like that
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
c: you can google that.
c: one of my fave songs
c: by dead llan
c: stunning guitar
Dexter Fong: Night llan, and get some new records =))
c: proc was a girlfriend sharer with jagger during the goats head soup album as i recall
c: he talks aobut it somewhere.
Dexter Fong: So Cat: Do you expect the Kirkland memorial to be heavily attended?
c: yes
Dexter Fong: That'l be good
c: its not that small a place and i expect it to be full
c: they have a LOT of fans in the area
Dexter Fong: Yeah
c: with fans coming down from van, up from port;land and flyihg in from afrar like merl
Dexter Fong: They played a lotta shows in the area
c: half the group lives there and berg did too for 2 years
c: ossman had a radio show in washington for years. fumiyo and i were guests on it once
Dexter Fong: Neat
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
c: there's pix of that on facebook
c: taken by proc
Dexter Fong: You mean DC, or the state
c: phil and melinda starred in some ossman shows and they were payed by ossman working at a dj atr at a bar, broadcast througout the island
Dexter Fong: Cause he did do radio in DC at one time, prolly before
c: we joined them at bar later. they were drinking martinis, me logenberry cider.
c: when i got back from the can, my drink was vastly diminished. they preferred my drink to theirs
c: in many cities, dex
c: starting in nyc in 59
Merlyn: hey cya next time
Dexter Fong: Shoulda sipped their martinis
c: was on first stereo broadcast
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn
c: cya this time would have nice, eh
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 11:02 PM.
Principalpoop: back, night M, thanks again
Principalpoop: rained here while I was online, good for the car lol
Dexter Fong: wb poop
c: hi poop. bye, piss
Dexter Fong: gonna brb after a rf
Principalpoop: how long is the trip to kirkland?
c: depends on how long we wait at border.
c: maybe 3 hours total. not that far
Principalpoop: oki
c: never been there and had good reason never to go. but for bergman's sake, i must
Principalpoop: you might have sun, don't count on it, but possibly
c: my friend is driving. i worry not
Principalpoop: gray almost all the time i was in, heck across from seattle
c: i have been to seattle shows with doc tech driving twice and to visit ossman with elayne drivng once
Dexter Fong: brak
c: have you ever met the lads, poop?
Principalpoop: bremerton is where I was, no c
Principalpoop: wb fong
Dexter Fong: I met the 4 lads once, but I thought they were for the 4 Freshmen
Dexter Fong: Counldn't sing a lick
Principalpoop: i get star struck anyway, i stand numbly as president ford or rod stewart or anybody talk to me
Principalpoop: they must be used to it, they just move along, don't ask what is wrong or try to help hehe
Dexter Fong: How often does that happen poop?
c: if you can overcome that, they'd love to interact with you, poop.
Principalpoop: not often, i don't put myself in that position, not fun
c: it took me almost 30 years, but i finally met them thru the invention of the internet
Dexter Fong: Him there President Ford, I really love your westerns
Dexter Fong: Hi
Principalpoop: Is it true you played football too long without wearing a helmet?
c: what i discovered on meeting them is that they just wanted to talk to me as another human being
Dexter Fong: No, but I wore the helmut long after I played football
Principalpoop: i have seen them in chat, they are approachable here...
c: not as someone who knew their work. which is why they enjoyed meeting fumiyo
Principalpoop: i still put my foot in my mouth, as I see it
Dexter Fong: That's cause your eyes are connected to your tongue
c: no poop, proc would take your foot from your mouth and engage you in delightful ways
Principalpoop: i am a nobody, I could not imagine being a somebody, way too much work, for me
c: they interact with their fans after all their shows
Dexter Fong: Perhaps find another place to put that foot
Principalpoop: self-conscience awkwardness is fine in adolescents, creepy in adults
Dexter Fong: Pick the best one and put it forward
Dexter Fong: Poop; pretty much everyone feels some awkwardness, some are just better at plowing ahead
c: yeah i was very nervous at first. proc invited me over to his house when i was in la in 95
Principalpoop: i have done some public speaking, going off script and I go amok hehe
c: freaked me right out. but then i noticed a pic of his daughter the same age as mine so we could relate to that as equals
Dexter Fong: Just put your thumb on your spot
c: i have done a lot of it. if sober enough, i'm not bad.
Principalpoop: I like being in awe, the awesomeness of it hehee
c: poop, the reason the firesign exist is to make us more aware of awa
Dexter Fong: Poop: Try diving with sharks.......wait, that's not awe, that's terror
c: of our own brain, et al
c: ah...
Principalpoop: yes cat, the wonder of life, I wonder anyway
Principalpoop: i hate heights also, tall buildings, bridges, nope
c: when i was visitng proc and melinda then in dec 95, i asked if there was an overall message to the firesign
c: and he said, yes, oppose authority.
c: and they have forever provided tools for doing so.
Principalpoop: somewhere in there they order us to questions authority
c: it was a political age. it always is
c: it was the tone of the era. ever relavent
c: i loved the european sophistication they brought to that analysis
Principalpoop: sure, the awe includes a large amount of respect. for what they have accomplished
c: listenign to old rfor, bergman ranted against the stupidity of the hippies, the wisdom of the euros
Dexter Fong: just remember, "a" "w" are the first 2 letters in awkward
||||||||| Outside, the 11:24 PM uptown bus from Washington pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
c: the fire were/are intellectuals. they want their brains to be expanded and try to do so to us
Dexter Fong: and the 4t5h and 5th reversed
Dexter Fong: Hello Bunny
Principalpoop: just like terri are the first letters of terrible and terrific
c: the bun
Bunnyboy: Late blooming onion.
Principalpoop: terror
c: the roll, the loaf
Principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: and terrier
c: saee you in 2 weeks bun
c: you read todays planet?
Principalpoop: from the sparkling innards of a terrier
Dexter Fong: you away nest week Cat
Dexter Fong: ??
Bunnyboy: Yes, indeed.
Dexter Fong: to the large intesting of an Elk hound
Principalpoop: intest tine
Dexter Fong: fork you poop
Principalpoop: dish it up fong
Dexter Fong: lol
Dexter Fong: Bring it home babe
Dexter Fong: No batter! No batter!
Dexter Fong: Where's de pancakes
Principalpoop: Put some mustard on that hot dog...
Dexter Fong: and eat it rah! rah! rah!
Dexter Fong: So cat and Bunny, do we get the gig?
Principalpoop: thats the spirits we have here
c: i was upstairs making a cheese sandwich
Dexter Fong: Spirits of Caldonia
c: i lvoe spirits. but do they love me?
Dexter Fong: A cheesy comestible, eh?
Principalpoop: asiago?
Dexter Fong: i dunno, asiago with you?
Principalpoop: bleu
Dexter Fong: As red skelton once said, don't work bleu
c: bunny and i and many others will be at the bergman brouhaha apr 21
Principalpoop: havarti give me a call
Dexter Fong: Didn't stop him though
c: i saw a taping of a red skelton show in la
Dexter Fong: What day is that
Dexter Fong: Cat
Principalpoop: saturday
Bunnyboy: Haven't gotten to my PC yet. May not see email (including PP) until tomorrow.
c: bun, did you read today's planet proctor?
Dexter Fong: Artie, he don't a feta so good
c: are you visitng us from your phone?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Will you be away next week? or is it Bunny who'll be away...I'm confused....sign me, huh?
Principalpoop: does he mazzoella or provelone?
Dexter Fong: Poop: lol your killin' me
c: no dex. i'm here. on apr 21 there will be a tribute to bergman in kirkland which i will attend. thats a saturday
c: the next wek a tribute in la. i will not be there
Dexter Fong: You gotta be reading from the big nat lamp sunday newspaper gag book and thrilling tales
Principalpoop: yes that godda stuff that
c: is bunnete accompanying you, bun?
Dexter Fong: you gotta stuff something real soon like
Principalpoop: cheddar, cheddar, close the cheddar the chickens will get out
Dexter Fong: Poop: Can I interest you in some aged Schroon Lake Walleye?
Principalpoop: Peg leg!
Dexter Fong: The eyes are in the mouth for more flavor
Dexter Fong: Wooden eye
Bunnyboy: Yes, Bunnette should be there.
Principalpoop: you got it
Principalpoop: ahh nice
Dexter Fong: It's great when a plan comes together
c: good news
Dexter Fong: Tele vision!
c: i assume mark time will be there too. i only meet you guys at the firesign events
Bunnyboy: The PP site doesn't have the new Orbit yet.
TweenForADay: I'm outta here, folks
c: by tween.
TweenForADay: good luck ;)
c: were you ever here?
Dexter Fong: wb and bb tween
Principalpoop: you were quiet tween, good luck, see you soon
Bunnyboy: Nite Tween!
TweenForADay: barely lol - have a great week all
||||||||| At 11:40 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, TweenForADay!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: I shall be away now, and away next week, unless very late
c: i think the firesign have created such a vast alternative unvierse. we can all live in it for the rest of our lives
Bunnyboy: I can heartily recommend MLB.com's At Bat app.
c: i will report back after kirkland. but that will be late april
c: did mariners start today bun?
Dexter Fong: I'm subdividing my area, bring in these tiny subs filled with gardenia leaves
c: my team set record for longest opening game
Dexter Fong: Night all
c: i lvoe the smell of gardenia
c: by dex
Principalpoop: a green thumb, better than keeping it safe and warm hehe
Principalpoop: night fong, that must be the bus, super week, have a good safe trip bunny
||||||||| At 11:43 PM, Principalpoop vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
c: i also expire
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:43 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs c by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bunnyboy: They, and Oakland, actually started the regular season in Japan, last week. They have their stateside opener tomorrow, in Oakland.
Bunnyboy: Ready to call it, Dex?
Bunnyboy: Oh, I guess it's on me. Aaaand Scene!
||||||||| At 11:48 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| 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."

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