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 October 25, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| DJTween sneaks in around 8:54 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New notice: 'A live FST Stimulcast will begin at 8pm CST - listen at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 25, 2012 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies H Stones inside, makes a note of the time (9:06 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTween: Good evening Stones
DJTween: Waiting for folks to show up before starting the show
DJTween: In the meantime, some Holst...
||||||||| Thweeny enters at 9:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| At 9:09 PM, H Stones vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:09 PM and H Stones bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTween: So, how's the new computer working out?
||||||||| Merlyn sneaks in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: kewl
H Stones: sorry about the caps
DJTween: You have the feed OK?
DJTween: (Playing some Holst)
H Stones: is it still on cnki
H Stones: cni
DJTween: Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: hey
Merlyn: this feed is tweeny's I believe
||||||||| 9:12 PM: Principalpoop jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| New notice: 'Playing some Holst while waiting for people to show up - http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - '
H Stones: yo there poop
DJTween: Hey P
Merlyn: did Holst invent the Holster? was that his son?
H Stones: what part of Holst is it?
Principalpoop: holst him by his pitards
DJTween: That's the guy!
Merlyn: son of a gun
Principalpoop: your highness et al
H Stones: you may rise
DJTween: 'The Old Holster' his friends use to call him
H Stones: what station is this being broadcast on?
Merlyn: he drinks directly from a holstein
Principalpoop: a stoner on a dell? high ho merry oh
Principalpoop: radio tween
H Stones: its the fastedst dell in the east
Merlyn: wisconsin got dells and farmers in em
Principalpoop: K3WL
DJTween: Radio Free Dishnuts (where I have my Roadkill Show) is providing the streaming server
H Stones: i left my neighbours behind with the i7 processor
DJTween: www.dishnuts.net
Principalpoop: i7, that sounds dangerous
H Stones: i am about to make tea
H Stones: it is dangerous
Principalpoop: i want milk and sugar in my tea, haha
Principalpoop: the voice of tween
Merlyn: I want P in my T
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'cs', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:17 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Principalpoop: hey cat
cs: hi folks
cs: jost got in and will be leaving again momentarily
Principalpoop: everything ok?
cs: today would have been my daughter's 34th birthday so we're going out to dinner with some of her friends
Principalpoop: oki
cs: as Fumiyo said when we were putting flowers on her grave this morning, 34, no wonder we're so old
||||||||| "9:20 PM? 9:20 PM!!" says Catherwood, "weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES enters and sits on the couch.
cs: merl: bear whiz tea? a whole new idea of tea ceremony
cs: hi no
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nw. Gigantes/Tiggerz.
Merlyn: true cat
||||||||| New notice: 'Now Playing - Mark Time! and How Time Flys - listen at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
Merlyn: this is actually the short mark time bit
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: hey gang.
DJTween: This from the commercial release of Dear Friends
DJTween: Hey Anchoves
Principalpoop: mark time was short, played by mickey rooney
Thweeny: ...
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: that's fuel under the reactor now, i guess?
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Pitts_Rheumy disembarks at 9:21 PM.
cs: i emailed elayne but didnt hear back from her so i'll inform y
Merlyn: animated this mark time
Thweeny: How Time Flys From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_Time_Flys
cs: ly'all, check out The Influencing Machine by Brooke Gladstone. graphic nonfiction by an npr person. great stuff
DJTween: Hi Pitts
cs: hi pitts
Merlyn: I listened to this about 400 times
H Stones: HEY TWEEN i cannot fault the service i have had from dell since i bought this rig
cs: i also uploaded some images to my site again,
Pitts_Rheumy: Howdy, spinmaster Tween and all
DJTween: lol, I'll bet, merlyn
cs: the old capitol city New Westminister, as www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
H Stones: how are clem and bambi nowadays, i am out of touch since idestroyed my last computer
Pitts_Rheumy: Hey, Cat, best wishes on your 34th rememberance
Principalpoop: is that near Old Eastrabbi and current Southpastor?
cs: thanks, pitts
Thweeny: To purachase How Time Flys - http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/daoshowtifl.html
||||||||| Catherwood enters with honey honey close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:24 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
cs: anyone here know anything about Turkey?
cs: hey honey
DJTween: Hey Honey
Principalpoop: the tryptophan is a myth
H Stones: its popular at christmas and thanksgiving i hear
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Kill The Birds, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES and says "Did you want something?"
Pitts_Rheumy: Oss's best (As Time Flys)
Principalpoop: oh hi honey
DJTween: It's good with gravy
honey honey: deepfried, roasted or boiled?
cs: ossman wrote a great poem for peter bergman that takes place in turkey, where bergman spent a lolt of time in those days
cs: pitts, i think his poems are better but that's cuz he considers himself more a poet than anytyhing
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: say "bang-bang" Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood says ""bang-bang""
cs: have yo uall seen his birthday youtubery?
DJTween: nope
cs: reaing his latest book of poems
Pitts_Rheumy: Cat, were you able to get in contact with Tom, about Lily B?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: yep, always liked HTF. not to mention Austin's RM.
H Stones: afk backsoo
cs: anyway, next week i'll combine the conversation we were having here a few weeks ago about the songs Istambul and Putting on the Writs with the ossman poem and the firesign turkish language lesson on youtube
cs: no pitts, no word from tome for a lnog time. must be very busy
honey honey: I have a real strange treat for you guys...
Principalpoop: wb stones, honey do it
honey honey: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8 Whadda ya think?
Pitts_Rheumy: Is He recoup-ed from his medical situation?
DJTween: Is that at your YouTube site, Honey?
honey honey sits and munched-s some fried okra
DJTween: I need to get my Linux box back up before I do much with YouTube again
cs: i hope you are well, honey
honey honey: no it is just something I saw that was pretty intense...
honey honey: I'm not dead so i am fine
Principalpoop: that was fun lol
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: "don't care if you don't love me, I'M YOURS!" ^_^
honey honey: hahaha yeh ain'y that guy intense??
Principalpoop: like steve allen reading the letters to the editor, with fervor...
honey honey: indeed heh
Merlyn: I think Firesign used the into saxes somewhere
Merlyn: intro*
Principalpoop: i thought you were trying to say alto
Merlyn: that works too
Merlyn: was it on fighting clowns maybe?
cs: not being dead is always good
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: sax & violins?
Pitts_Rheumy: I can only speak from experience
honey honey: yes indeed cease always a good thing. Glad I could show up tonight with all my favorite bozos
Principalpoop: is that in pennsylvania?
Pitts_Rheumy: What frame of mind? Surreal or otherwise?
Thweeny: ...
DJTween: They should have included Papoon in the debates
Pitts_Rheumy: Have been living in tubes and pushing buttons . . .
DJTween: There was a 3rd Party Debate on Tuesday. Did anybody see it?
Principalpoop: i saw it, if that will not start an argument...
Pitts_Rheumy: With King as moderator?
Merlyn: I wasn't invited to the 2nd party
DJTween: Libetrarian Party, Green Party, Constitution Party and Justice Party
cs: i will only be here shortly but great to see you again, honey
DJTween: Yeah, Larry King moderated
honey honey: I believe I may have stumbled into a strange star trek universe, & I snagged one of the episodes that no man had seen before
Pitts_Rheumy: Good one!
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: hmm... i thought Larry was overrated?
cs: really?
cs: only women?
DJTween: Thought he did a good job
Pitts_Rheumy: THe only one that volunteered
DJTween: Was great to hear some dissenting voices
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: humor Tween, humor.
Pitts_Rheumy: Or, . . Pat Paulsen for Prez?
honey honey: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8 bizarre star trek
Thweeny laughs at Anchovie's humor
Thweeny: Catherwood, please laugh for Anchovies
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Thweeny and asks "Something I can help with?"
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES -)
Thweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone a sense of humor
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a sense of humor.
Merlyn: Catherwood, laugh
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Merlyn and says "Did you want something?"
Pitts_Rheumy: Catherwood, . . Catheterise thyself
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Pitts_Rheumy and inquires "Would you like something?"
Merlyn: I don't even remember how he parses
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, give mine back, it smells of mortality.
||||||||| Catherwood hands mine back it smells of mortality.
Thweeny: Catherwood, get a sense of humore
||||||||| Catherwood gets a sense of humore.
Pitts_Rheumy: How Much would a Catherwood Wood??
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Pitts_Rheumy and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
cs: better a humour than a humidor
||||||||| Dexter Fong enters at 9:46 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES Giants/Tiggerz scoreless in the 6th
Principalpoop: whatsamatter with the matador? hey fong
Pitts_Rheumy: Out on a rile, Cath baby!
Dexter Fong: Ev'nin' Dear Friends
cs: 4 score and 7 tears ago
Pitts_Rheumy: Hey Dex
cs: hey dex
honey honey: Hola senor fong
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: hey capital F small O small N small G.
honey honey: Hola senor fong
Dexter Fong: Hey hey honey honey
Dexter Fong: Hiya Anch
Dexter Fong: Thween and DJ
cs: ok i must flee. have fun
Dexter Fong: Cat
Dexter Fong: Merlyn
Dexter Fong: Poop
Pitts_Rheumy: Fee Fi Fo Fong, I smell NYC
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nite C.
Dexter Fong: Where to Cat
Merlyn: bye cat
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, check Cat's Fleas?
||||||||| Catherwood ignores weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES
Pitts_Rheumy: Be Cool, Cat, and wear it well, friend
honey honey: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, stop rubbing them balls.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES
DJTween: ...
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, give peace a chance.
||||||||| Catherwood brings peace a chance.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: that's all we're saying'
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring peace a chance
||||||||| Catherwood gives peace a chance.
DJTween: Were that it was so easy, Anchovies
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: easy enuf for Dr. Winston O'Boogie.
DJTween: A double-dose of Honey this evening
Pitts_Rheumy: Turn around once and it's a revolution?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: let's hab a rebbolooshun!
Thweeny: ...
||||||||| 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 Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: Funny bit from EYKIW
Pitts_Rheumy: You only get it when crossing the eyes, and getting two of everything, including trouble, me thinks?
DJTween: "Were they early drug users?"
Dexter Fong: First thing in the morning
Pitts_Rheumy: Or Four Fathers?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, fetch that old secret wire recording.
||||||||| Catherwood gets that old secret wire recording.
DJTween: Four Or Five Crazy Founders
Dexter Fong: Afore fathers, there were these catfish
Thweeny: Quite the bottom feeders
Dexter Fong: Sounds dirty
Principalpoop: everybody get together, try to love one another right now
Dexter Fong: Sounds dirty
DJTween: Merlyn, is there a good source for background stories on their albums
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: come on, Poople now?
DJTween: Background trivia on FST albums?
Pitts_Rheumy: Old Crawdaddy articles, and other press, maybe?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: more bottom feeders.
Principalpoop: tastes like ass
Merlyn: not sure what you mean tween
Dexter Fong: Tween: Fred Zweibel's book "The Recorded History of the Firesign Theatre" contains a great deal of information by way of interviews with the Dear Friends
Merlyn: ossman might come out with something
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, what DOES Tween mean?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES and asks "Did you want me?"
DJTween: Doesn't look like Crawdaddy is archived on the net
Dexter Fong: Ooop it Fred Weibel....Jr.
Pitts_Rheumy: THere was a series of'letters' that was on a site, that slips my mind, about the progress of recording some FST albums (?)
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: crap... i think "Crawdaddy" was before microfilm?
DJTween: Microfilm is pretty old
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: humor. humor, baby.
DJTween: OK Dex, will look for it, thanks
Pitts_Rheumy: The art work for Crawdaddy should still be out there, if looked for hard enough . .
DJTween wants a sense of humor for Christmas
Principalpoop: i have gotten to the age that all I want is my 2 front teeth again
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: i tell ya Tween, after all your years of FT, you'd think you wouldn't take statements in here so literally?
DJTween: quite
Pitts_Rheumy: Look inside your stockings, . . yourself
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: ^_^
Merlyn: well, I'm going to get some stuff done, cya later
Pitts_Rheumy: Take Care M
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nite Merl.
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 10:05 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Principalpoop: thanks M, you are going to wow, get stuff done lol
Pitts_Rheumy: Must be some of Carlin's stuff
Dexter Fong: Tween: The bookis/was published by "BearManor Media, POBox 750, Boalsburg, PA, 16827 email addy www.BearManor Media.com
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, fetch stuff done.
||||||||| Catherwood brings stuff done.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: drat.
Thweeny: EobE review at the FST site - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-rv
Principalpoop: get stuff done catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets stuff done.
Pitts_Rheumy: That's David's publisher
Thweeny: Catherwood, clean my apartment
||||||||| Catherwood cleans Thweeny's apartment.
DJTween: It's still dirty, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside DJTween and mumbles "Did you want something?"
Principalpoop: the source of the name tweeny, revealed at last
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, clean Tweeny's perineum.
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES
Thweeny: Yes, I knew it was a big mystery
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES (Catherwood's onto me tonite...)
||||||||| Catherwood ontoes weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES tonite).
Principalpoop: i have their big mystery joke book
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: now that's funny right there!
||||||||| Around 10:09 PM, honey honey walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cs - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: bye bye honey honey
Thweeny: Unfortunately, EobE is out of print. I've seen copies available on eBay, though
Pitts_Rheumy: bye bye, honey honey
Principalpoop: cat left with honey, the rumors will fly
Thweeny: hehe
Principalpoop: we had temperatures in the 80s today and yesterday, weird
Thweeny: We're going from mid-80's to day to a high of 60 tomorrow
Thweeny: Will have a dip for a few days
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: still got it on vinyl.
Principalpoop: i have not looked at the forecast, except heard about the hurricaine going up the coast
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: 73 day, 63 nite. pretty nice here.
Thweeny: There appears to be a good possibility that hurricane Sandy will make life interesting for folks in the NYC area
Thweeny: a cold front meeting a hurricane
Dexter Fong: Yeah, saw that
Thweeny: Freankenstorm, they've dubbed it
Principalpoop: yes, get bottles of water fong
Thweeny: *Frankenstorm
Dexter Fong: Freakin'storm
Principalpoop: did you see colbert advising gop politicans who want to talk about rape?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Franken & his dog StÃ╝rm, he's NOT for sale.
Pitts_Rheumy: Get the candles and batteries
Dexter Fong: Electric candles?
DJTween: Principalpoop: did you see colbert advising gop politicans who want to talk about rape? < now that would be funny
Principalpoop: electric candles, wink wink nod nod
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES (ah well, bit of a cock-up on the unicode glyph front)
Dexter Fong: Anch: Yeah, but it was fun trying to proonouce it
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES -|
||||||||| Catherwood enters with H Stones close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:18 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
Dexter Fong: Hi stones
Principalpoop: wb my leige
DJTween: wb Stones
H Stones: hi again, just doingsomemaintenance
Principalpoop: does liege rhyme with anything?
Dexter Fong: Eliminating spaces between words?
||||||||| New notice: 'Now Playing - Eat Or Be Eaten - listen at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, give Stones a hand.
||||||||| Catherwood gets stones a hand.
Principalpoop: seige, too easy
H Stones: i was saving space
Pitts_Rheumy: A one handed applause
Dexter Fong: Where do you put it
DJTween: So Stones, regale us with tales of the wonderful new machine you've acquired
H Stones: out there of course
Principalpoop: the earth has climate warming and now we must worry about space too?
H Stones: if you insist
DJTween: Just curious :)
Principalpoop: i get hard disk and RAM envy
DJTween: I assume you're well-pleased?
H Stones: iloaded everything, closeddown then it wouldnot accept the passwordi had just given it
DJTween: oops
Principalpoop: fun
Pitts_Rheumy: Lie to it, believe anything said seriously
DJTween: What brand/OS?
H Stones: i got in touch with their maintenance dept and some monkey told me using go to assist, that i had six hundred viruses which was not only crazy but plain impossible
Pitts_Rheumy: OSsman?
H Stones: its windows 7 pro
Dexter Fong: sounds like windows 7 con
Pitts_Rheumy: Standing on the corner, professing 7
DJTween: What did you have to do to reset the PW?
H Stones: i i did consider that Lord Fong
Principalpoop: windows 7 says some old programs are viruses, difficult to get around that...
DJTween: I thought 7 had an XP mode
Pitts_Rheumy: Usually requiring old to change to new PW
Dexter Fong: Probably just trying to get you to buy windows 8 semipro
H Stones: i told the alleged techie that i would hang up and ring Roger Dell
Pitts_Rheumy: Norton Quick Scan?
H Stones: Quick scam
DJTween: I've read that Win 8 has a completely different interface
Dexter Fong: Kramden full reboot?
DJTween: Michael Dell's brother?
Principalpoop: reinstall windows...
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: okay all you geeks a gawkin'... i'm out. cya's next time.
H Stones: ira doe pwoplw uainf Hand held toys
Dexter Fong: Night Anch
DJTween: Have a great week, Anchovies
H Stones: keyboard is already fucked
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nitey.
Principalpoop: geek geek
Principalpoop: night
Pitts_Rheumy: Later ANnie
||||||||| weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES?! It's 10:27 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
DJTween: :/
DJTween: What's wrong with the keyboard?
H Stones: sticky keys
Principalpoop: watched pron to test the pc and internet connection already? hehe
DJTween: Sounds like the title of a Rolling Stones album
H Stones: lol
H Stones: gimme shelter
DJTween: from Windows OS
H Stones: i dont want a hand held gimmick, i use a real computer or as close as Dell gets to that
DJTween: I haven't bought one yet either
DJTween: I barely have a cell phone
Principalpoop: the midnight rambler, the one you've never seen before
H Stones: i have a simple bog standard cell phone and dont want it to do anything but ring when someone calls me
Pitts_Rheumy: Let them work out all the bugs, first, before even considering it
DJTween: Yeah, about what I have here. Just a simple <$10 Tracfone
H Stones: people with so called smart phones are clearly a little dumb
Principalpoop: i want dos 3.0
DJTween: No monthly plans, just phone and texting
H Stones: i used to enjoy writing simple codde in Dos
Principalpoop: this chat is the only texting I do, tweet tweet
Dexter Fong: Pitts: There's the catch...they'll never work out all the bugs because they have to update technology at least once a year and have no time to fix last years problems
DJTween: That's true, Dex
H Stones: updates are only next years probloms
Dexter Fong: eggxactly
Pitts_Rheumy: Keep the different functions separate, less vulnerable
DJTween: Yeah
H Stones: this pc is fast and powerful but the keyboard is a bit naff
Dexter Fong: is naff somthing like NAFI?
Principalpoop: that is how they keep the price down
Pitts_Rheumy: One thing brings down all, instead of just one
H Stones: from the same root i think pp
Thweeny: ...
DJTween: Well, replacement keyboards aren't expensive
H Stones: i already have a couple of spares
H Stones: i have arthritic fingers which doesnt help
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the big broadcast Tweeny
DJTween: yw :-)
||||||||| New notice: 'Listen Radio Free Roadkill at 5-7CST at www.dishnuts.net'
Principalpoop: george still has his teeth
||||||||| New notice: 'Listen Radio Free Roadkill at 5-7CST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net'
H Stones: is clem still reachable?
||||||||| New notice: 'Have a great week, all...'
Principalpoop: thanks you tween
Pitts_Rheumy: Ah?
Principalpoop: dog wants out
Dexter Fong: Stones: I think Tweeny keeps in touch with clem and bambi
Pitts_Rheumy: Keep them flying, Tween
DJTween: Until last time, again...
||||||||| DJTween says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, DJTween exits at 10:42 PM.
||||||||| At 10:42 PM, Thweeny vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
H Stones: passmy regards and greetings to clem and Bambi please tween
Dexter Fong: Reckon I'll mosey on then fellow pardners
||||||||| Around 10:43 PM, Dexter Fong walks off into the sunset...
Pitts_Rheumy: Take Care, Dex
H Stones: sweet dreams all!
Pitts_Rheumy: Forming a Conga Line, I'll follow Dex, last one close the door and shut off the lights, please.
||||||||| At 10:46 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Pitts_Rheumy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: gosh
Principalpoop: still there stones?
Principalpoop: i guess not, night all, have a super week
||||||||| Principalpoop departs at 10:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| 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 fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Dexter Fong
honey honey
H Stones
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Rogue's Gallery:

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PP and Cat(cease)

newbunny.jpg (4426 bytes)

capeken.jpg (7639 bytes)
kend^/Dr. Headphones

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Merlyn and Tirebiter

capedoc.jpg (6006 bytes)

newlili.jpg (6085 bytes)

freq.jpg (4441 bytes)

roto.jpg (6046 bytes)

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LeatherG & SO

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tonk1.jpg (6123 bytes)

ahclem+Bambi.jpg (9500 bytes)
Ah, Clem and Bambi

old-man.gif (55478 bytes)
Compañero Señor Yämamoto

ashhar.jpg (9068 bytes)
Dexter Fong

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Bubba's Brain.jpg (6600 bytes)
Bubba's Brain

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boney.jpg (20600 bytes)

llan.jpg (13200 bytes)

tweeny.jpg (12588 bytes)

3rdmate.jpg (23157 bytes)

peggy.jpg (5240 bytes)
Peggy Blisswhips

audrey.jpg (4873 bytes)
Audrey Farber

tdt.jpg (6077 bytes)
Tiny Dr. Tim
Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

capeklok.jpg (5469 bytes)
404 - Not Found, Not Forgotten

And, "The Home Team"