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 July 26, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:55 PM, dragging Pitts Rheumy by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Pitts Rheumy: It says, Nobody is chatting, I shoulda known . . . .
||||||||| Pitts Rheumy rushes off, saying "8:57 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 8:59 PM: H STONES jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cs', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:59 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
cs: hi pitts, and STONES
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 26, 2012 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
cs: just a shot away, old man
cs: surviving the olympics?
H STONES: I am fairly indifferent about most of the crap involved in staging the Olympia in london, its 250 miles from where i live and in the middle of a big smelly city so i give it a wide birth
cs: i live in a suburb of vancouver so wasn't terribly effected by the olympics here 2 years ago except when i went downtown
cs: the subways were packed, but i look so old that even old people offered me their seats
cs: i did make a vid putting firesign riffs, among others with some of the art instalations the olympics offered, which were pretty good
H STONES: the seats are prohibitively expensive for someone on a penion like myself and i dont think the likes of Coke or MCdonalds need any of what little i have, they are both full of chemicals as well as hype
cs: i gave it to the fireguys, i should post it on youtube,even if it is 2 1/2 years late
cs: i have no interest in olympic sports.
cs: that's sacriligious here, as apparently the canada hockey team won some sort of award, or goal or whateverthe fuck it is
cs: i heard marc maron's interview with john oliver last week on his wtf podcast
H STONES: its turning into a religion here, and increasingly embarassing
cs: oliver is great on the daily show but was WAY too much into sport for marc
cs: oliver is relatively rich and famous, as young comics go, but he said he regretted not being a soccer player, as his dad wanted
H STONES: if you find yourself near a copy of our satirical magazine, Private Eye, the front cover pic says all that needs to be said.
cs: i grew up in la which had just got a major league baseball and basketball team so my youth was spent revelling in their victories and devastated by their losses
cs: does it have a website?
cs: one of the happiest memories i have of my dad was playing catch with him when i was a kid, but i never wanted to play even littleleague, and was never told to
H STONES: there a pic of our cops with assault rifles stood in front of the main stadium and the seargent is saying "Ok just put down that can of Pepsi and no one will get hurt!!
cs: lol
cs: apparently pepsi killed michael jackson.not sure if that's good or bad
H STONES: that poor bastard never had a proper childhood and was badly guided and exploited
cs: no so poor
H STONES: http://www.private-eye.co.uk/
H STONES: thats the latest on the web page but its out of date or been banned or somesuch
cs: i see
H STONES: it takes a person much more than a lot of corporate dollars to make them truly rich
cs: thee was a great greek restaurant/pizza place in vancouver called olympic pizza since the 70s
H STONES: have they fordced it to close yet
cs: but forced to take down its signage when the fucking "olympics" were in town
H STONES: just as we thought
cs: didnt bergman write something for private eye?
cs: founded by that tall english comic, whose name seems to escape me
H STONES: he may well have done so but i never saw it sadly
cs: i rmeember his sketches, not his name
cs: bergman did A LOT of things
H STONES: was it peter cook you are thinking of
cs: yes
cs: hard name to forget
H STONES: an old hero of mine he was, a brilliant and gifted wit
cs: died not long ago, right?
H STONES: for very many years Spike Milligan was an avid conttributor
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 9:21 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
H STONES: |Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: heyo
cs: yes spike and bergman apparently did an article together. you know the story of bergman meeting spike?
cs: merl know it much better than i
cs: very funny story
Merlyn: I have most of the BBC Goon shows that are on amazon.co.uk
Merlyn: It's on the website
cs: dex gave me a cd with a whole bunch of them
H STONES: yes i have a recording of Bergman describing the happy tour of Spikes london he did with milligan as tour guide
cs: you know the bergman/spike story of course, merl
Merlyn: here it is: http://ia600200.us.archive.org/8/items/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/spike.rm
cs: about the funeral home? should have been told during the bergman memorials
Merlyn: yes
H STONES: http://www.google.co.uk/search?q=PRIVATE+EYE+FRONT+COVERS&hl=en&prmd=imvns&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=le0RULKRLobXsgbx6YGoCQ&ved=0CAcQ_AUoAQ&biw=1253&bih=581
cs: yes that's the story
cs: that should go along with proc's story about bergman's ex wife in search of his body
Merlyn: yeah, look around for peter up on the counter with his arms folded
cs: nice to see your pm putting down romney
cs: one good thing has come out of the olympics
cs: anything that costs romney votes is good
Merlyn: hey cat, I know a 17-year-old paranoid schizophrenic with obsessive-compulsive disorder who lives in Vancouver
cs: sounds like someone i should avoid
Merlyn: nah, he's ok
Merlyn: as long as he's taking his meds
cs: thats what they all say
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Principalpoop into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:32 PM, then departs.
cs: hi poop
Principalpoop: sorry, i had to wash my hands after reading anything about ocd
Merlyn: I have CDO, it's like OCD but the letters are in alphabetical order LIKE THEY SHOULD BE
Principalpoop: and turn the light off and on 3 times
Principalpoop: having ocd means never being bored...
Principalpoop: going to any olympic stuff stones?
H STONES: hopefully i will catch the ceremonial burning down of the worlds biggest MacDonalds
Principalpoop: a lot of nerve coming from the land of spotted dick and blood pudding...
Merlyn: It's only ceremonial?
Principalpoop: and bangers, yum bangers
cs: close to record setting temps here in van today
cs: record is 28. it got around 27
||||||||| H Stones enters at 9:40 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Principalpoop: wb stones
Principalpoop: oh that is right, you use C, metricians
H Stones: sorry i have major PC problems at the moment and no sound at all
cs: i moved back to canada in 69 and they promptly changed to metric. coincidence?
Principalpoop: this chat normally has sound?
H Stones: temps in the 90s for the last five days
cs: not since cni
Principalpoop: that is hot for UK
cs: an increasingly distant memory
H Stones: it does when i have skype or Shyte as its known locally
Principalpoop: your PC is overheating, that will cause it to foul up
H Stones: at least the temp is now drying up last months big floods
Principalpoop: it is the acopolips, acopylyps
cs: june was coldest wettest on record here
H Stones: yes its both of t hem
cs: i dont know whether to bring an umbrella or shades when i go out
cs: thankfuly that's something i rarely do
Principalpoop: add an R and it is an old Greek or Roman building
Principalpoop: the glacier on greenland melted, that is not good
H Stones: my two terrabyte back up drive had broke and now my amp and sounds have gone down the tube which is a pitty as i just bought a brand new sound card for my music making
Principalpoop: ouch ouch ouch
H Stones: i will pick it up from the repair shop tomorrow some time
cs: and greenland heated up so fast.
Principalpoop: i hope you had 1,000 gigabyte back up drives, to backup the terrorbyte
cs: i think we're going to see such things happening more and more often for the rest of our lives
H Stones: its funny ;you should say that
H Stones: it may be solar flares
Merlyn: should go to solid state drives
H Stones: yes, we all await that
Principalpoop: yes, i saw a solar flare was on the way, it is that time of her ahh cycle
Merlyn: they degrade slowly and go into read-only mode just before they will fail
Merlyn: and tell you about it
H Stones: mine ;just went straight into fail only mode
Principalpoop: coool, i was thinking solid for my next upgrade, now I am sure
Merlyn: stones, was it a spinning disc drive?
cs: this is my 2nd chat on the new computer. very happy with it
H Stones: yep
cs: and i love the price.
Merlyn: yeah, a bad head crash can take it out
Principalpoop: what goes up, must come down, spinning wheel, got to go round
Merlyn: I just found out my mac is a bit too old for the latest OS
Merlyn: it's already 6 years olg
Merlyn: old*
H Stones: i was using Seven until spring and that would not run much of my software so i retroed back to xp
Principalpoop: saw the new ab fab last night, fun...
cs: this machine has xp pro
Principalpoop: nice cat
cs: it was on this aft but i forgot
H Stones: was it the olympic ab fab poop ?
cs: its at an odd time and on the religious station, for some reason
Principalpoop: yes stones hehe
Principalpoop: edina tells patsy that her panty line is showing, patsy replies, but I am not wearing panties hehe
cs: i saw the one about a french actress i was completely unfamiliar with
||||||||| Catherwood leads Tween-O-Phonic in through the front door at 9:51 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: hey tween
Tween-O-Phonic: Hello, Dear Friends
H Stones: yo Tweenster
Merlyn: hey tween
cs: hi tween
Principalpoop: hot in austin?
Tween-O-Phonic: Hot and sticky humid
Principalpoop: ugh
Principalpoop: eug
H Stones: same over here tween
Tween-O-Phonic: Ready for the Olympics?
H Stones: dont buy any warm Coke, the aspartame becomes toxic at sustained high temps
Principalpoop: you did not volunteer to carry the torch for a few kms stones?
H Stones: and if like me, you engage Coke in email discussions, they get pretty upset about it
cs: and we find 27 unpleasent, whatever that is in farenheit
Tween-O-Phonic: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Betelgeuse
H Stones: i have volunteered to take a torch round to Mac D
Principalpoop: skinny blood cat
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H STONES - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cs: if i can help it, i will never go anywhere hotter than vancouver in the summer
cs: Fumiyo is quite robust and she takes the heat even less than i.
H Stones: it appears i am talking to you from beyond the grave
Tween-O-Phonic: You would not like south Texas
Principalpoop: who's grave?
H Stones: its been 31 for the last three days
Tween-O-Phonic: 31 is 87.8F
Principalpoop: anything 30+ is too warm
H Stones: i fullly agree, especially Coke
Tween-O-Phonic: Was around 100 with the humidity heat index today
Principalpoop: why the link about betelgeuce? so we learn that bet is the arab word for armpit?
Tween-O-Phonic: Will be around 100 or above real temp in the forthcoming week
Principalpoop: yep, they bake in texas
cs: i grew up in a desert called la. havent lived there since 68
H Stones: forgive me for not being there please Tween
Tween-O-Phonic: which is about 38C
Merlyn: documentary on Operation Mincemeat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G5570fDdBOQ&feature=related
H Stones: although i hear that Austin is a cool place
Tween-O-Phonic: lol Stones
cs: theres a great firesign line on one of the hour hour shows about that
Tween-O-Phonic: It is, Stones
Tween-O-Phonic: Lots of music and art here
Tween-O-Phonic: and high tech companies
Principalpoop: keep austin weird, nice motto
cs: bergman says, this is a desert. what are 15 milliion peopledoing here?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
H Stones: baking is the answer
Tween-O-Phonic: No palm trees in Van, I take it
cs: that was 42 years ago; 18 million now, that they know of
H Stones: all palms are specially greased here nowadays
cs: i cant believe la grew that slowly, and tokyo that fast.
Tween-O-Phonic: without counting the Mexicans?
Principalpoop: not a lot of humidity in la, usually
Merlyn: I'm pretty greased now
Merlyn: sweat at night, hair gets greasy
cs: when i left tokyo in 88 it had 23 million. most recent figure i heard is 36 million.
Tween-O-Phonic: yipes cease
cs: maybe everyone in the north moved to tokyo to escape the radiation
Merlyn: how much sex did you have before leaving!?
H Stones: the radiation frfom fukushima should help to reduce that figure
Tween-O-Phonic: must be packed in like sardines
Principalpoop: http://www.indianexpress.com/news/five-jealous-wives-rape-nigerian-man-to-death/979270/
cs: Fumiyo's friends and family want her to visit but she is resisting
H Stones: Tween, the smallest houses in the world i think are here in the UK
Merlyn: what's it cost to fly Vancouver to Tokyo?
cs: poop, that sound like the way bergman wanted to die
H Stones: maybe your life, Merlyn
Principalpoop: if you gotta go, might as well go that way
cs: under a grand, but not much. the last time she went, 2 years ago, we had enough air miles points for her to fly free
Principalpoop: radiation is not that bad, trust the electric company...
Tween-O-Phonic: according to ann coulter, good for you
cs: stones, smaller than japanese houses?
Merlyn: not bad; my wife wants us to go to Italy next year for our anniversary
H Stones: depends what you mean by THAT
Principalpoop: why would they lie? hehehe
Principalpoop: ahh bene
cs: have you two been there before?
Principalpoop: roma, napoli, capri, momma mia
cs: i wanted to go to italy to dig the food, architecture and art which were very dissapointing. Fumiyo complained and wanted to go home every day we were there
cs: better italian food in north van
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:06 PM, then departs.
cs: people extremely rude to her, and she's super friendly.
H Stones: hi El
Elayne: Crack-a-boom, and good evening, everyone!
Principalpoop: HI E
cs: as elayne knows
cs: hi el
Elayne: And a very happy early birthday to Mr. Procmer...
Tween-O-Phonic: Hey E
Merlyn: hi E
Elayne: I'm here to say that Fumiyo is super-friendly.
Tween-O-Phonic: 28th, right/
Tween-O-Phonic: ?
cs: is he 72 today? he's older than bergman
Elayne: Indeedy, Tween.
Elayne: Also, I can't stay, because I can't stay awake. Darn rain anyway...
Principalpoop: blow out the candles on the cake and make a wish...
cs: welcome for the brief time you're here
Elayne: *yawn* there goes another one... sorry folks...
||||||||| "10:08 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Elayne, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
cs: i see you got ichiro. i bet phil austin is not happy
Principalpoop: night E
H Stones: just a whistle stop tour from Elayne
Principalpoop: touched based, kinky
cs: wow.there are subatomic particles that pass out of existence slower than elayne's visit
H Stones: her car runs on Higgs Boson Drive
Principalpoop: there are no subatomic particles, just turtles, all the way down....
cs: so does everything else
Tween-O-Phonic: lol cease
H Stones: can the wise lips, mr smarty pants communist
Principalpoop: can we call him brainiac?
cs: just watched nova, The Fabric of the Cosmos repeat on pbs last night before new episode of Breaking Bad
H Stones: just going to phone Honey, back shortly
cs: almost firesignesque descriptions of science
Principalpoop: apparently mrs Mitt romney said leave the horse out of it, and the democrats said, OK.... WTF?
cs: hpoe doc saw it. lots of good pool riffs
Principalpoop: i would have the prancing horse in every commercial about mitty...
Merlyn: do they own more horses or more houses?
Principalpoop: good question
Principalpoop: why would somebody planning to run for president use swiss and cayman island bank accounts? he does not care what we think...
Principalpoop: we are morons
Merlyn: I save rocks in the caveman islands
H Stones: no answer from honeybunch mansions so she must be out on the raz i guess
Principalpoop: good for her
cs: finally learned what rastarfari meant from a book i'm reading, Three Famines by Thomas Keneally
Principalpoop: i changed my cable lineup and now have to watch some shows on the tc instead of pc
Principalpoop: the commericals are too much, just too much...
cs: ras means prince, so haile selase's given name was Tafari and becuz he was prince, bob marley got some really strange ideas
cs: didnt hurt his music though
Principalpoop: yes, homemade religions can be ahh, different
cs: poop, the rich dont care what anyone thinks of them, assume they can buy their opinions/votesd
H Stones: when you smoke that much weed, its little wonder
Principalpoop: yes, i hope we burst his bubble like we did forbes...
cs: i think the dumbest are the ones who've never had a toke
Principalpoop: ganga, get in touch with real reality...
cs: bubble has a special meaning in vancouver, and it's a good one
Principalpoop: opps, is there an H in there? gangha? ghanga?
Principalpoop: gangah
Merlyn: ghahnhghahhh
Principalpoop: what would that be cat?
Merlyn: can't be too careful
cs: a kind of hash that bubbles when lit
Principalpoop: lot of bass beat there
cs: a very pure commodity
Principalpoop: oh my, oh my
cs: a think mr.white would approve
Principalpoop: Perry?
Merlyn: the Clue guy?
cs: walter white, of breaking bad. a famous chemist
Principalpoop: with the candlestick in the lavoratory
cs: hey stone,s isnt perry a brit beverage, made with pears?
Principalpoop: you are thinking of perrywinkle, henrys brother
Principalpoop: so you could have a sherry and a perry maybe with a strawberry?
H Stones: but only for drinking on the ferry
Principalpoop: we would all be merry
Principalpoop: rhymes are the refuge of the those who drive a luge
Principalpoop: the those, that them
cs: you;'re just not as sweet as my strawberry whine
cs: or at least Pippen, poop
H Stones: the village i live in is called Winewall
Principalpoop: ahh pip, how is mrs haversham?
cs: sounds like france
Principalpoop: so you have a famous wine wall there stones?
H Stones: well its the wrong side of 3.30 am here so i must away i fear
Principalpoop: sleep well sweet prince, tally ho and hip hip and all that rot...
cs: ok stones. sleep well
H Stones: hope i have found you all in good health and that you remain so, stay cool Sir Tween,
Principalpoop: i bow to my liege
cs: comparatively Brimming with health
H Stones: and i will see you all again same fire time same firesign
cs: keep on fireing
Principalpoop: good luck with the pc
Tween-O-Phonic: Rest well, Stones
Principalpoop: love to honey
H Stones: thanks PP, i think i will need it
H Stones: take care one and all
Principalpoop: the opposite of E. I thought I would have to ask M to eject him hehe
H Stones: byeeeeeee!!!
Merlyn: I have the POWER
Principalpoop: go, already
cs: by stones
Merlyn: bye
Principalpoop: lol
Merlyn: houseguests and fish start to smell after 3 days
cs: did dex say he'd be absent or late tongiht, do you recall?
cs: merl, doc was here looking you last week. i gather he found you
Merlyn: don't know if he said anything
Principalpoop: i told a french girl that motto, she had never heard it before, loved it...
Principalpoop: dex said he would not be here, or if he was, very very late
cs: ah, ok. it is early here
Tween-O-Phonic: I am also off to visit Morpheus. Have a great week, all...
Principalpoop: night tween, keep cool
cs: the term french girl and girl form france used to occur most provocitively in early dylan llycrics
cs: i really liked that.
||||||||| At 10:39 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Tween-O-Phonic!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
cs: by tgweden
cs: any molre firenews, merl?
Principalpoop: bob dylan wrote the theme song for ab fab, wheels on fire, burning down the road
cs: indeed
Principalpoop: please notify my next of kin, this world must explode...
Principalpoop: i learned that today...
Merlyn: no nooz cat
Principalpoop: the opening montage is impressive there M. and the sound bites from the various albums, wow
Principalpoop: i had not used the front page in a while... wow
Principalpoop: i have direct links in my bookmarks
cs: i ha ve yet to write to taylor as the last time i did, he was not postive about the shows
Merlyn: just a bit of fun
cs: or at least, obscure.
Principalpoop: yes, it is all fun until the romanians start hacking again lol
cs: the band do a great version of that song
Principalpoop: romulins, czecks
Merlyn: nazi zombies
Principalpoop: there is more? those 4 lines were enough lol
cs: chezks in the mail
Merlyn: 4 lines? wha?
Principalpoop: 1. wheels on fire...
Principalpoop: 2 burning down the road..
cs: ok, favourite versions of dylan songs.
Principalpoop: 3 please notify my next of kin
Principalpoop: 4. this world must explode...
cs: for me jarret's my back pages, and hendrix's
cs: i think i babbled about this before
Principalpoop: everybody must get stoned...
Principalpoop: tangled up in blue is a pretty tune
Principalpoop: ahhh there are hundreds..
cs: blood on the tracks is his last great album, for me
cs: though black diamond bay from his next album is the song i'm still closest to after almost 40 years
||||||||| Woody 1 enters at 10:51 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
cs: hey wood.
Principalpoop: hey woody
Woody 1: Good evening gentlemen, and women.
Merlyn: the woodman
Woody 1: maybe?
Principalpoop: got oak?
Woody 1: How do?
cs: sounds like a leguin novel
Principalpoop: i gave you that crackle link and never saw you again hehe
Woody 1: that's so. IN talk.
Principalpoop: Phat!
Woody 1: supposedly.
Principalpoop: people still say phat?
Woody 1: exaggerating.
Principalpoop: really???
Principalpoop: that is a current ahh cliche
Woody 1: Heh heh. Nearly.
Principalpoop: really??? you want to call it exaggerating? really???
Principalpoop: lol
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H Stones - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Woody 1: Hey. Don't push it.
cs: rip stones
Principalpoop: the yaws, i thought we had cured that
cs: we'll never cure the yawns
Merlyn: the lawns?
Principalpoop: and with that, the dog wants out, brb
cs: the hissing of summer loans
cs: what album was that?
Merlyn: pawn the prawns
cs: hemlock would know but he left, tween too probly
Woody 1: The stereo was the point as if a Firesign wouldn't notice.
cs: did you read my prawn story, merl?
cs: i should post ref to it, but the series is still on going
Merlyn: don't know about your prawns, cat
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cs: an experience in a vegas hotel. on my blog from feb last year
cs: i msut have mentioned it here
Woody 1: Damn. The prawns has me stumped.
cs: am trying to turn it and the whole 5 days into some sort of visual thing
cs: aren't you selling a book, woody?
Woody 1: James Clavell talked about prawns in Tai--Pan or Noble House.
cs: i read nobel house. dont remember a prawn tale
cs: but i know how important they are to asian cuisine in general
Merlyn: bye
||||||||| Merlyn leaves to catch the 11:03 PM train to Elmertown.
Woody 1: I am. Did any one here get one? Hmmm?
cs: by merl
Woody 1: How can you remember in Noble House? The novel was 1300 some odd pages.
cs: that could happen
cs: my brain has been immersed in print for over half a century
Woody 1: Tai-Pan was a bity shorter. May have been in there, Novels were tied i. Great.
cs: ive been uggling image and word expression for the past few years on my blog, and elsewhere
cs: struggling with
cs: never has it been easier to bathe in words
Woody 1: Can't type as you can see right now. Alright. Did okay with that one.
Woody 1: Just you and me, kid.
cs: i havent been a kid for a long time
Woody 1: Oh, sorry. Didn't see the cs at thhe top.
cs: you been writing a long time, woody?
Principalpoop: back, still muggy here,
cs: dont get mugged
Principalpoop: i do the mugging
Woody 1: Listening to Neil Young's Let's Roll, about the phone call from the husband plane disaster 9/11. Familiar?
cs: last time i was in winnipeg, i was mugged. kept me from ever returning, and that was almost 40 years ago
cs: sounds like breaking bad, poop
cs: i have heaqrd the song but dont know it, woody
Principalpoop: i'll say when it sounds like breaking bad, not you, got it?
cs: i like a lot of neal
Woody 1: Good
cs: i forgot to ask hemlock if he saw the most recent episode.
Principalpoop: i can't believe they are going forward again, did they learn nothing?
cs: not utilizing the great blue of the new mexico sky enough yet.
cs: what honey sees every day, we get to see on that show
cs: by "they" do you mean writer(s) or viewers or what?
cs: the show wons tons of awards. i only began watching last year when a friend insisted. its very good
Principalpoop: they almost got killed and/or arrested and they had to kill to get out from under...
cs: but i prefer comedy, science, sports, not dramas
cs: documenataris
Principalpoop: you and M and others raved and so I started watching it..
cs: poop, that makes us look smarter, eh?
cs: it's fuckin intense
Principalpoop: it is believable, i was being rhetorical
Woody 1: Here it is.
Woody 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iklm3sSds00
Principalpoop: easy money, if you forget about the consequences of mistakes...
Principalpoop: http://www.indianexpress.com/news/five-jealous-wives-rape-nigerian-man-to-death/979270/
cs: thanks wood
Principalpoop: that is for you woody, cat saw it already
cs: i have been a fan of neal's sincce buffalo springfield
Principalpoop: say hi to fong if he shows up, and have a super week, i caught a bus
||||||||| "11:23 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Principalpoop, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cs: one of the great political voices of the past 40 years
cs: by poop
Woody 1: Nice, cs. .
cs: see you later, woody
||||||||| Around 11:25 PM, cs walks off into the sunset...
Woody 1: Wait.
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| "Hey Woody 1!" ... Woody 1 turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:11 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| "12:17 AM? 12:17 AM!!" says Catherwood, "Woody 1 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Woody 1 enters and sits on the couch.
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Woody 1 - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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:
Pitts Rheumy
Woody 1
URL References:

Rogue's Gallery:

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PP and Cat(cease)

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kend^/Dr. Headphones

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Merlyn and Tirebiter

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LeatherG & SO

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Ah, Clem and Bambi

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Compañero Señor Yämamoto

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Dexter Fong

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Bubba's Brain

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Peggy Blisswhips

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Audrey Farber

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Tiny Dr. Tim
Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

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404 - Not Found, Not Forgotten

And, "The Home Team"