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 18, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| "7:29 PM? 7:29 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Quite-Before-The-Bus should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Quite-Before-The-Bus enters and sits at the bar.
Quite-Before-The-Bus: No clowns here?
Quite-Before-The-Bus: Should try at nine, instead . . . .
||||||||| Catherwood says "7:30 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Quite-Before-The-Bus by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| DJTween enters at 8:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 8pm CST this evening, with music beginning at 7:45pm CST. Listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)'
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Rufus_T_Firetween', just granted probation at 8:33 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bob Bunny in through the front door at 8:43 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTween: Hi Bob
Bob Bunny: Greetings.
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music - listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)'
||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTween: Hey Merl
Merlyn: heya
DJTween: notices sent
Merlyn: I overslept and it's winter again
DJTween: heheh
DJTween: Yeah we had a big cold front come through down here today
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:46 PM and JPT bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTween: only in the 60's, was mid-80's a couple of days ago
DJTween: Hi JPT
||||||||| EWeston sneaks in around 8:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: Hi EW
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:47 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs JPT by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
EWeston: Boy defoliating a victory garden certainly works up an apetite. Hey all.
||||||||| Barewhiz sneaks in around 8:48 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: Let's Eat!
DJTween: Hi Barewhiz
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:49 PM, dragging garyh by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:49 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: hey dex
EWeston: Wanted for plying in the ilicite trade of rubber goods and spiders
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:50 PM and late as usual, it's Stuart, just back from Hellmouth."
Merlyn: the rubber goods help keep the spiders out of your hair
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn, Tweeny, et al
EWeston: But then they jam the police locks in spite
DJTween: Hey Dex
||||||||| Catherwood enters with JaxMandrake close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:52 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
JaxMandrake: good evening dear friends
Dexter Fong: Evening to you JM
Stuart: I'm waiting in the sitting room.
EWeston: Hi Jax
Merlyn: hi jax
||||||||| 8:53 PM: regnad kcin jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Merlyn: now security will drag us off
Dexter Fong: Get ready for backwards speak
regnad kcin: what about my pickle
Dexter Fong: It's in the bag
JaxMandrake: would anybody like a firesign-inspired laugh consisting of entirely new material?
||||||||| 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 Leroy falls out at 8:54 PM.
Dexter Fong: Sure JM
EWeston: No speke backwards, but unnerstand
Bob Bunny: Indeed!
Merlyn: ¿ǝןʞɔıd ʇɐɥʍ
JaxMandrake: http://youtu.be/QpVFNDGnqCg
regnad kcin: lol?
JaxMandrake: that is the voices in my head debating what to watch on TV
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:55 PM and late as usual, it's Admiral, just back from Illinois."
Dexter Fong: Someone stood Merlyn on his head
JaxMandrake: now it's morning
regnad kcin: he's no fun he fell right over
||||||||| Tuanticles enters at 8:56 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
EWeston: Does he know Heneral Fortunato
Leroy: I need a gas station...did I pass one?
JaxMandrake: no but the fox did
JaxMandrake: squeeze him right there, he may pass another one
EWeston: no but the fox did
Tuanticles: Rubber gone. Dumb Tokyo !
Leroy: snicker
Merlyn: Regnad has figured it out
Dexter Fong: deednI
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Melanie Haber', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:58 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
JaxMandrake: wait a minute... didn't I already say that line on the other side of the record?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with CS close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom.
Leroy: you mean...Audrey Farber?
Dexter Fong: This is a CD, only one side
regnad kcin: one shining rail
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
EWeston: Love the flimzie burnoose
||||||||| dave steals in around 8:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
regnad kcin: *stell
Bob Bunny: It's alright, they're speaking Chinese.
CS: chat seems to be starting earlier
regnad kcin: *steel
JaxMandrake: from Bangor all the way to mighty Maine
CS: dave's here, finally
Dexter Fong: ?leets? What could that mean?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 18, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
regnad kcin: oh look it's dirty
Dexter Fong: It is now 9 PM. let the play begin!!
Merlyn: 这没关系,我说中国
regnad kcin: someone's used ti
EWeston: Coff coff!
DJTween: Watch your language, Merlyn
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Porgy Tirebiter', just granted probation at 9:01 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
EWeston: That's a good trick.
Merlyn: Catherwood, clear the decks for tonight's s'election
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Merlyn
Barewhiz: Lyle right down here
Dexter Fong: I said let the "play" begin, not let the "playing begin".
CS: how are sales of new fireproducts, merl?
||||||||| Leroy departs at 9:02 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
JaxMandrake: lllllllllllllllllllllet's get ready to crumbllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllle
Tuanticles: Betty Jo on Pig Night at the Ohm Mane Padme Sigma House with the Pickle.
regnad kcin: roll a couple of bummers and leave them on the side table
EWeston: Sorry dad sir.
Dexter Fong: And the question was "What was Nancy doing last weekend"
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:03 PM, dragging Principalpoop by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Merlyn: pretty good I think, cat
Tuanticles: When you're toad away, lick it !
CS: i'm sure there's a lot of demand for their plays
CS: hji poop
||||||||| llib yeldarb sashays in at 9:04 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Principalpoop: hello cah nah dah
Tuanticles: That's the Principal Idea,,,
DJTween: Hey cease
JaxMandrake: not responsible! park and lock it!
DJTween: Hi P
||||||||| 9:04 PM: TitaniumBob jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
Principalpoop: good eveening
Tuanticles: Lo Q
Merlyn: keep your coffee powder dry
EWeston: yow!
Principalpoop: What is the rod?
JaxMandrake: one man, one channel!
Tuanticles: There's only a little left in the can.
Barewhiz: Nyet responsible!
Dexter Fong: Nyet Berzerk
JaxMandrake: I might say Bob but I'd be wrong
Principalpoop: Gus Hall even
Tuanticles: Next bus.
DJTween: Wasn't he from Boys In The Hall?
JaxMandrake: I thought he was in Glassez N My Hood
Bob Bunny: Not Insane! Someone tell congress!
DJTween: Glasnost In The Hood?
Principalpoop: an astronaut, oops wrong gus
Dexter Fong: Not Insane? Then you can get all the guns you want
Merlyn: they were way ahead in "dude"-erotomy
Tuanticles: Too many geeks a-gawkin' at me !!
JaxMandrake: Glass Nose And Mahoot?
EWeston: they've refused to listen, again.
Barewhiz: You can call me Bob
DJTween: Yep Merl, on the cutting edge if not in front of it, as always
DJTween: This album is from 1972, BTW (most of it)
JaxMandrake: better obscene than absurd
Tuanticles: Bottle in front of ye or frontal lobotomy ?
CS: glad you found it, tween
Principalpoop: I saw on PBS that Boeing is building a better tomorrow, I suppose today
Rufus_T_Firetween: Papoon CD at Firesign Media - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=pfp-ln
JaxMandrake: Tween: parts of the CD come from the early 80s - is this correct?
EWeston: That's a Bore!
regnad kcin: wer'e gonna lokc and laod
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's what they said yesterday
Rufus_T_Firetween: yes
regnad kcin: lol
Barewhiz: Votes for Organisms!
Principalpoop: aphids for papoon
Dexter Fong: Orgasms for votes
||||||||| Outside, the 9:10 PM downtown bus from Quebec pulls away, leaving shadows coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
JaxMandrake: we may not agree and they may not agree with the two of us with the two of us
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dave - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Admiral - dead from the yaws
||||||||| garyh - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Rufus_T_Firetween: check out link JM
Tuanticles: An Orgasmatron 800 in every pot !
||||||||| chucko enters at 9:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Rufus_T_Firetween: several bits from after 1972
regnad kcin: shoes for industry!
CS: you're providing a real service here for newcomers, tween
Barewhiz: Aaaawwwk!
Dexter Fong: as well as two-tim er uh old-timers
Tuanticles: Shoes for The Dreds !!
JaxMandrake: I have an LP copy of Lawyer's Hospital which has two of those tracks
Dexter Fong: Sandals for the Druids
JaxMandrake: and I do so wish that Lawyer's Hospital would be released on CD
Tuanticles: Muckalucks for the Mongolians !!
Rufus_T_Firetween: Me too
Principalpoop: flip-flops for pancake cookers
CS: i have a cassette of the album, never the album
JaxMandrake: remember the whore in vietnam?
regnad kcin: but they couldn't do it alone
Dexter Fong: JM: There were so very many of them
Tuanticles: Deck shoes for the Blackjack Dealers !
Bob Bunny: I once had a copy of Not Insane. I would kill to have another.
JaxMandrake: the sweat, the pain, the votes, the beers
EWeston: Indosesia from the indokneesians
Dexter Fong: Espadrilles for the Croupiers
JaxMandrake: bob bunny, you don't have to kill - I got mine via laugh.com
DJTween: It's available on CD now, BB
Bob Bunny: No lie?
Dexter Fong: Well, just a little
JaxMandrake: no lie free pie
Rufus_T_Firetween: Not Insane at Firesign Media - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni
regnad kcin: the total deradatoin of...
Tuanticles: Crocs for crocs !
regnad kcin: lmao
Bob Bunny: Bless you, sir!
Tuanticles: ygtbk (you've got to be kidding)
Principalpoop: high heels for high heals
Tuanticles: Loafers for chauffeurs !
JaxMandrake: basketball squeakers
EWeston: separete realities for split personalities
Dexter Fong: Sketchers for sketch artists
||||||||| Catherwood escorts leo into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:15 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: broken radios for deaf people
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Elayne: Ev enin' all! Just got home.
Tuanticles: Boots for 'tutes !
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
DJTween: cease or anyone, any requests for classic material from the podcasts to play after this?
Principalpoop: there is E, also not insane
DJTween: Hey E
Elayne: Dex, it's coming on lunch season for you and me... next month, baby!
Dexter Fong: Waarm up the Naan
Elayne: Not respoinsible, PrinPoop! Park and lock it@!
JaxMandrake: evenin elayne
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - PAPOON FOR PRESIDENT (He’s Not Insane) - listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
Elayne: Oh yes definitely, Dex, the Indian place. I never go there except with you.
Merlyn: hey E, did you get a chance to try pointerpointer.com?
DJTween: oops, forgot the banner again
Elayne: Hey hey, Jax!
Barewhiz: Can no one rid me of them protestees?
Melanie Haber: Hello El !
JaxMandrake: occupy walmart!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Jerry close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:17 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Elayne: Yes Brian, I made it my Silly Site yesterday I think. Definitely qualifies, as I mentioned to you on Facebook.
CS: i went out to lunch as last class of my elder college food thing yesterday
Tuanticles: My first time here -- SF (East Bay) reporting for doodie...
Dexter Fong: Tween: I don't really know what's available on the podcasts, but always ready to hear any of the Radio broadcasts, Hour-Hour, DF, or DF Let's Eat
Elayne: Howdy Melanie! Good to see another double-x chromosomer here (at least I presume)!
CS: best scallops i've had in a long time, but too much food at that time of day. i wish i had your appetite for lunch
Elayne: Today's Silly Site is TODOCAT.
JaxMandrake: elayne: I don't know if I linked ye to my youtube videos where the voices in my head perform favourite firesign sketches...
Principalpoop: welcome tuanticles, you ain't got no brains on the left
DJTween: OK Dex, will check out what's available
Tuanticles: I hereby offer a laurel... and hearth handshake to all.
Elayne: Because sometimes you just need to make a list using a cat meme: http://www.todocat.com/
Elayne: Yes Jax, you did.
Tuanticles: I ain't got no shame on my right.
JaxMandrake: I made a new one today
Principalpoop: yo right, sound off
JaxMandrake: the one I uploaded today is original material inspired by the Dear Friends TV glide
EWeston: Never look a gift hearth in the mouth
Tuanticles: ...make that a HEARTY handshake, and you have it...
regnad kcin: clean up the media!
Barewhiz: Maaaybe
||||||||| llib yeldarb leaves at 9:20 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..."
CS: Excellent, El
EWeston: We used to have another but, it vanished mysteriously
chucko: Well kid I gotta clone... Thanks for the fish
Elayne: So I may have one more late Thursday, then that's it until the fall.
||||||||| chucko leaves to catch the 9:21 PM train to Elmertown.
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the bait
JaxMandrake: have fun chucko - remember to plug in the female
Elayne: Unless one of my (now four) bosses chooses to work late...
Dexter Fong: E: YOu must be working that thing they call a split shift....they tell you when you can split
Tuanticles: Hound dog, poontang, tree frog
CS: a spliff shift?
Principalpoop: yo right
Tuanticles: Just don't get the OPJ Shift -- doing Other People's Jobs...
Elayne: 'S okay Dex, come summertime half of them take off for the Hamptons on Fridays, so effectively I'm doing a four-day week.
JaxMandrake: elayne, in case ye is interestified: http://youtu.be/QpVFNDGnqCg is my newest
Principalpoop: she slits sheets, she's a sheet slitter
Elayne: Late work on Thursday, no workload on Friday.
CS: in today's poll, 75% of our province's voters want to legalize pot and would vote for someone willing to do that in next month's election
Tuanticles: Are Buzz and Bunny here yet ?
Principalpoop: the other 25% were too drunk or too high to answer
Bob Bunny: Pigs for Nixon! I remember that1
Elayne: So it's pretty much just audio, Jax, yes?
DJTween: One would think BC would be a prime candidate of decriminalization
CS: they're still eating crumbs
Tuanticles: I'm jonesing for some moss.
JaxMandrake: 90% of people in the United Snakes want background checks for gun purchasers - the other 10% are in washington striking them down
Dexter Fong: Of that 75%, only 10% can remember the candidates name
JaxMandrake: elayne: yes it is - just a stupid still frame to support the video
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Stuart - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Porgy Tirebiter - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| shadows - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bob Bunny: Nixon in 2016!
Dexter Fong: Comin' right up Bob
JaxMandrake: freedom of sp...merica!
EWeston: Feeling alienated?
Principalpoop: i was born an american, so no hehe
JaxMandrake: warning: some of the upcoming tracks are NSFW
Tuanticles: 107% of Americans nonsequitur.
Tuanticles: I was raised on a merry gun.
DJTween: This is from The Martian Space Party
Principalpoop: league of wing voters
EWeston: Mybe...someday then.
JaxMandrake: polls show that 247% of surrealists are bad at reading statistics
Rufus_T_Firetween: Papoon For President CD at Laugh.com - http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/firtheatpapf.html
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol JM
Principalpoop: americans have 2.3 children, you must one of the .3 hehe
Tuanticles: And I'll die unAmerican.
JaxMandrake: glutamoto is on the loose!
Principalpoop: be
EWeston: Chances are better than 50 50
Rufus_T_Firetween: two points Princ P
JaxMandrake: you know his platform - six inches off the ground so nobody gets hurt if they fall off!
Principalpoop: an annual year, every year
JaxMandrake: the guaranteed annual year! one organism one vote!
Tuanticles: Papoon Promises Pulchritude for the People !
CS: They always seemed to want to be musicians, like the Marx Brothers constantly breaking into song in their flicks
EWeston: Curses floiled again. I need a new wardrobe
JaxMandrake: cease, have ye listened to Fighting Clowns?
DJTween: Yeah cease, good comparison
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:30 PM and wade steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
CS: i have a copy, jax. that's the extreme
Principalpoop: I love a parade, the beat of the drum the sound of the strum something something
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:31 PM, dragging Audrey by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Tuanticles: Vote tally in -- Papoon gaining ground, Joe Beets off the charts.
CS: i'm guessing this is from a vaudeville tradition
JaxMandrake: joe could get arrested for that
Principalpoop: 76 trombones in the big parade and and 100 coronets right behind
Tuanticles: Save us from Babylon
CS: like their fictitous history of the firesign in their big book of plays
JaxMandrake: we're bringing the war back home
CS: among other places. EYK etc
Tuanticles: I found my thrill in Billville.
Melanie Haber: We'll kill all the bees and spiders and flies!
JaxMandrake: I will run for vice president on any ticket!
Bob Bunny: I pre-ordered Marching to Shibboleth
JaxMandrake: I'd buy all three new books if I had the moneys
CS: that is a problem
Bob Bunny: Same here.
Tuanticles: When W was in office, I'd have run FROM the Vice President.
Principalpoop: don't mention the dark one
JaxMandrake: wouldn't we all, Tuanticles - not that it'd matter, he'd still shoot
Bob Bunny: I used to hjave the Big Book of Plays, but it vanished mysteriously!
Rufus_T_Firetween: New Books from Firesign! - http://firesigntheatre.com/index.php
JaxMandrake: I always called him Darth Cheney since he was confirmed more machine than man
Tuanticles: Just because he misses me don't mean he ain't AIMIN' at me !!
Principalpoop: he ticktocks like the alligator in peter pan now
Tuanticles: Sunspots'll git him !!
JaxMandrake: I am the man for the job because I'm a man who needs a job
Elayne: Not concentrating very well tonight. Anyone got anything to drink? Anything at all?
Elayne: Catherwood, pour me a long tall iced tea.
||||||||| Catherwood brings Elayne a long tall iced tea.
JaxMandrake: that sounded almost memorized!
Barewhiz: Bay area Papoon 4 prez
Principalpoop: was that ice tea from long island?
Bob Bunny: Tea madam?
Elayne: I'd considered it, PrinPoop, but I need to cut down on the islands.
JaxMandrake: far out, catherwood, just roll a couple of bombers and leave em on the side table
||||||||| Catherwood fars out just roll a couple of bombers and leave em on the side table.
Principalpoop: no manhattens hehe
DJTween: Catherwood, please give everyone a Papoon Balloon
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone a papoon balloon.
EWeston: Got a Whiz in the fridge
CS: i had a strangely sweet swedish cidre today.
CS: sounds better than it tasted
DJTween: What was Swedish about it?
Barewhiz: Have a Beeer
JaxMandrake: all I got is a powdered lemonade flavoured water beverage
Principalpoop: does sweden have apples? I knew they had peaches hehe
CS: it was made in sweden. just showed up at our local liquor store today
Bob Bunny: I support the Not Insane ticket!
CS: made from pears and various berries.
JaxMandrake: and of course those famous meatballs and fish
Principalpoop: ahh juniper
CS: i was expecting something out of the nordic food lab. maybe it's only to be used for cooking
Elayne: http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.comicmix.com/media/2008/03/24/lennon-not-insane.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.comicmix.com/news/2008/03/26/in-my-ears-and-in-my-eyes-part-2-by-elayne-riggs/&h=245&w=425&sz=68&tbnid=0B_aU5pSXVrMRM:&tbnh=69&tbnw=120&zoom=1&usg=__Ep0e9D1PuhredbTrvfZsGnA0VGI=&docid=2v0jtgIxO0nBMM&sa=X&ei=XqBwUZLhA6PB4AOS6oHoCw&ved=0CEMQ9QEwAQ&dur=399
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| regnad kcin - dead from jaundice
||||||||| leo - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Jerry - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: sounds dark and serious
Barewhiz: Nickle-plated sideburns
Elayne: One of my favorite images.
JaxMandrake: agent orange sauce
Bob Bunny: I'm in good company. Lennon supports Papoon. Marx, too.
Principalpoop: firesign invented bling too, way ahead of their time
JaxMandrake: phil austin is still a better dick than nixon
DJTween: They're sooooo hip
EWeston: Nancy shreiks, falls over,"my China, she gasps"
JaxMandrake: he SHOT herself!!
Dexter Fong: ;
Principalpoop: they are beyond with it, they were it hehe
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:43 PM and MikeyBoi bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTween: Hi Mikey
DJTween: We're listening to a live stream (see above link)
Principalpoop: scary to hear nixon again, creepy
Bob Bunny: I miss Dick.
MikeyBoi: Actually I have some grease from an ancient grape.
DJTween: Wow, from Ecuador no less :)
Principalpoop: quito?
CS: bergman said somewhere they arose as the anti-nixon, like gandalf was the anti-sauron
JaxMandrake: not quito but closo onough
MikeyBoi: Suburb of
Principalpoop: i was right
EWeston: They make candle out of it.
Principalpoop: going to swim the english channel?
MikeyBoi: Believe it or don't, I live in Cumbaya
Bob Bunny: Dick decided to "wind down the war" just as I turned 18. God love him, I still vote for him in every election.
JaxMandrake: I don't get the english channel on my TV
Tuanticles: People like you... who are altered and unafraid to wast the little time that I've scheduled for your question.
Principalpoop: someone's chatting lord, cumbaya
Rufus_T_Firetween: Me too, Bunny. As Don Adams would say, "Missed being drafted by _that_ much"
Principalpoop: a shame jax, the new dr who is not bad
MikeyBoi: Lotta folks here are Cumbayamis. In Florida a lot
EWeston: I'm going to smeg and cross the Fox Channel
Tuanticles: LBJ = Lady Bird Job
Bob Bunny: Came SO close to dying in a sticky south-eastern Asian jungle.
JaxMandrake: I refuse to watch Faux News
JaxMandrake: yanno, I didn't understand the guns and butter thing until my sister got a copy of the let's eat syndicated series
Principalpoop: win, whip inflation now, there is a concept
EWeston: I post at media matters, kind of collects the non-sense in one spot
Tuanticles: I can't believe it's Profiles In Butter
Bob Bunny: Ford did a Hell of a job for a President nobody voted for!
CS: that was a common term during at least the kennedy administration, if not far earlier
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:50 PM, dragging Tyrebiter by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Principalpoop: and now the other side of the story, the monkey was already employed
Dexter Fong: So was Butter and Roses
CS: Henry Ford was never president. He just didn't know it.
JaxMandrake: Ben Franklin - the only President of the United Snakes who was never President of the United Snakes
Bob Bunny: Ben Franklin, too.
EWeston: Daffy Duck would be a terrorist today, but so would Nixon.
DJTween: The Firesign Theatre at Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Firesign_Theatre
Elayne: I don't know if Nixon would be a terrorist, but he would be considered a liberal these days by many.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies The Wispering Squash into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:51 PM, then departs.
JaxMandrake: Gerry Ford Palm Springs Golf Rat Shoot
DJTween: Hi Squash
Tuanticles: Niven, a dull momento.
Principalpoop: omg, ted kennedy hit the ball over the bridge into the water omg
EWeston: Too true Elayne, so would Reagon
Bob Bunny: I miss Ted, and his enormous red head.
JaxMandrake: will we say the same about Conan O'Brien Potatoes?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Papoon For President CD at Laugh.com - http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/firtheatpapf.html
CS: environmentally, elaye, but his sense of entitlement lives on in the imperium
CS: l'etat c'est moi, louis the 14th or nixon?
The Wispering Squash: Oh Catherwood; would you bring some coffee?
||||||||| Catherwood hands some coffee.
JaxMandrake: nixon the 14th?
Bob Bunny: Both!
CS: good work, bob
EWeston: I'll take Howard the Duck thank yew.
Tuanticles: Carter, the Rat Flattener
Bob Bunny: He should have just drove the eagle home.
||||||||| Cantubury steps in at 9:54 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Principalpoop: howard cosell, we need his voice again
JaxMandrake: he beat the eagle off...
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Barewhiz - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| wade - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Audrey - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
The Wispering Squash: Thank you Catherwood, and don't forget about the duck!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to The Wispering Squash and says "My ears are burning..."
EWeston: Catherwood put your ears out!
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to EWeston and queries "Would you like something?"
Tuanticles: The thrill of victimry and the agony of deflate.
EWeston: A smoke free area perhaps
JaxMandrake: I don't wanna be kicked from the chat... I'd rather be Batmanned
Tuanticles: George One, Catherwood Nothing
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Tuanticles and says "Stop typing gibberish, Tuanticles!"
DJTween: Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your mouse over various areas of the page - http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
JaxMandrake: when george said 'n........e.......mind' nobody heard about it
Principalpoop: the press is controlled by huminoids and huminoids type
JaxMandrake: are those from the new pokemon?
The Wispering Squash: @Tween; love that sight ! It's a lot of fun!
EWeston: And just in time
Bob Bunny: Good night, all I enjoyed my time here.
Principalpoop: ok bob bunny hip hop
JaxMandrake: nighters bob
Elayne: Night, Bob!
EWeston: So long
The Wispering Squash: Gnight Mr Bunny!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tuanticles: Be Elsa, Bob !
DJTween: Yeah Squash, The Funway is a gas :)
Melanie Haber: Night bob !
The Wispering Squash: ecept for his shoes..
JaxMandrake: it's midnight in Metropolis, it's noon in Gotham, it's eight oh nine in Duckburg and it's hours since we ate, so....
CS: by bob
Tuanticles: Former Cerpt !
||||||||| "10:01 PM? 10:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "robbo24 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as robbo24 enters and sits on the couch.
The Wispering Squash: you can bet your rout toots, it's tons of fun!
The Wispering Squash: I messed up
Tuanticles: ...and bet your tons, it's toots of fun.
DJTween: Hi Robbo
JaxMandrake: and there's lots more of me where I come from
Principalpoop: hey toots, whats cooking?
Tuanticles: Indonesia for the Indonesians !
The Wispering Squash: In government inflicted simulation
DJTween: very moving speech, about 7 1/2ips lol
CS: a joke young people today would never get, tween
JaxMandrake: in the arched bunker room of the adult hitler hotel
Tuanticles: Four More Beers -- my new motto !
The Wispering Squash: well, I have brain damage...so i'm ok!
EWeston: A chicken chorus? Thats absure!
JaxMandrake: I hope I didn't brain my damage
Principalpoop: all I need is a beer or 2, all I need is brew
DJTween: No, that's Pink Floyd, JM
Tuanticles: All You Need Is Suds (Wah-wah-wahwah-wah)
DJTween: I feel cleaner already
Principalpoop: political comedy, is that and osymoron or redundent?
CS: i think bob and doug and jim morrison should have made an album: strange, ehs?
DJTween: A little both, perhaps
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's inevitable
Principalpoop: destiny destiny no escaping destiny
EWeston: Depends on who's blood is flowing
JaxMandrake: political comedy is also known as projectile satire
The Wispering Squash: anyone that made it through the 60s and 70s and can still put a intelligible together a sentence; deserves a medal!
Principalpoop: on right
Principalpoop: oops right on
Tuanticles: Left off !
Dexter Fong: Sign me upSQUASH
JaxMandrake: far right
Tuanticles: Leftist Rights
EWeston: Center...it ran away.
Principalpoop: what does intelligibal mean anyway? too many sillylabels
Tuanticles: Unhappy magnam !
CS: no one has yet mentioned that harry shearer was just dropped by KCRW today.
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bob Bunny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Tyrebiter - dead from measles
||||||||| Cantubury - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Words just think their the boss
JaxMandrake: the crow gave harry the bird?
Dexter Fong: Cat" Any reason given?
DJTween: Hadn't heard that, cease. What a drag :(
Tuanticles: That's Le Show business.
CS: along with doonesberry, he's delivered a larger and better comic take on america than anyone who does constant humour for 30 years
The Wispering Squash: Don't ask me , I don't know...I'm just visiting
DJTween: Well, that frees him up to work with FST ;)
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:11 PM and late as usual, it's Jack Poet, just back from Billville."
DJTween: Hi Jack
Principalpoop: i blame social media, whatever that is
Dexter Fong: Is that Beat Street Jack?
The Wispering Squash: I must have left the window open
DJTween: more like anti-social media
JaxMandrake: is the plural of media mediocre?
CS: i read it on facebook today. i'm sure you can google it. most of harry's carreer is in london now and of cours the simpsons pays the bills but i think KCRW has lost its right to ever ask for a penny in a pledge drive again
Jack Poet: I forgot that it was Thursday. Hi. folks.
EWeston: Time sucking media
The Wispering Squash: hey Jack
Principalpoop: who invented thursday? when was the first one?
CS: hi jack. and your sister, jacky prose
JaxMandrake: I gave up on mywaste shortly after I learned that Rupert Murdoch bought it
Jack Poet: You're all poets in your poet cars.
Tuanticles: That's a Thor subject...
Principalpoop: there once was a man from nantucket hehe
EWeston: Hi jack. I was struck recently by the idea of a cadillac sized VW
JaxMandrake: but I remain on farcebook for no adequately explored reason
Jack Poet: Sorry, FT, for taking your lines.
JaxMandrake: I refuse to sign up for twatter
DJTween: It has its uses
Tuanticles: His shirt was so short, couldn't tuck it
Principalpoop: 1993, where was i, oh yah, ok
CS: audiola was ossman's radio show a decade or so ago, maybe longer
JaxMandrake: if it's limerick time, I got a youtube video for yas
Jack Poet: Funny, EWeston. That is a paradox??
CS: local washington state show
Elayne: Sorry, looks like I'm fading again.
Elayne: See y'all next week. With luck I'll be home "regular" time, whatever that is...
||||||||| 10:16 PM -- Elayne left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Principalpoop: like my favorite blue jeans, nice
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
DJTween: reat well E
EWeston: It took out my imaginary spleen
Principalpoop: night E
JaxMandrake: nighters elayne
CS: sleep well, el
Jack Poet: I'm always fading, E, this time of night.
EWeston: By E
DJTween: They come. They go...
The Wispering Squash: Will someone please help them out of they're parachutes?
Tuanticles: Happy Trials, Elayne !
Jack Poet: Night, Elayne.
Melanie Haber: Night Elayne!
JaxMandrake: here's my favourite episode of a video game review show called Zero Punctuation - in this one he reviews Wolfenstein entirely in limericks http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHnYFP73MKE
Principalpoop: sounds like garth giles, or somebody
Jack Poet: Anyone ever seen Envy with Ben Stiller?
DJTween: nope
Principalpoop: i saw jeff goldbloom on conan
CS: All That You Dream close to my fave little feat tune
JaxMandrake: "your gun is of course your best friend on which you must always depend - when you get into fights you can look down the sights and bullets come out of the end"
JaxMandrake: "weapon choice doesn't start too exciting; two machine guns, a rifle for sniping, but later on BFGs coming with guarantees to shoot various flavours of lightning"
Jack Poet: Christopher Walken plays yet another bizarre character that's so funny. Nice to to meet you, everyone, aka DJTween.
Jack Poet: anyone I mean.
Principalpoop: it is nice to be meated
CS: mated them with what?
JaxMandrake: sorry, Jack Poet - sometimes people like me turn into masks with speakers behind them
Principalpoop: no no, don't break out of the roleplaying, rats, I did it
DJTween: CS, the Waiting For Columbus live album has that cover. A really fine recording
Jack Poet: I'd like to meat Kaley Kuoko from Big Band.
CS: goldbloom on conan evokes giraffes fucking
EWeston: I think he crossed a seal with a shetland pony.
Jack Poet: Bang.
Tuanticles: It's been both barrels, reel fun !! Gotta jump out -- good Godamighty I gotta EAT !
JaxMandrake: meat on the grill
JaxMandrake: nighters tuanticles
Dexter Fong: Night Tuan
Principalpoop: keep it real, the third reel
CS: i actually bought a cassette of this when ossman's company was selling them, long ago
The Wispering Squash: @ Video well, I can't say that I,I understood everthing..but it was well,Well worth a dollor!
JaxMandrake: somebody please tell me this can be downloaded somewhere - two minutes in and it's awesome by necessity
EWeston: Bye Tuanticles, concentrates on keyboard successfully?
CS: this obviously is a copy of my cassette, not a cleaner copy from wherever you can get them now
Principalpoop: stretch your horizons along new tangents
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| robbo24 - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Tuanticles says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Tuanticles exits at 10:25 PM.
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu mean Urban sprawl?
EWeston: They keep intersexting, and I get dizzy
Principalpoop: yes, the burbs
JaxMandrake: I think we should all see bigger burbs
Jack Poet: A friend and and I cracked up that some weird bastard raped and killed a goat. Not funny--really. Poor animal. The guy was high on bath salts.
DJTween: I keep getting junk mail offering to give me bigger burbs
JaxMandrake: is that known as urban enhancement?
JaxMandrake: I tend to get mail enhancement
Principalpoop: a professor at a local college is in jail for making bath salts hehehe
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'caterpillar', just granted probation at 10:27 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTween: Hi caterpillar
DJTween: The Firesign Theatre at Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Firesign_Theatre
Principalpoop: he taught criminal justice courses, ahh truth is stranger than fiction
EWeston: Look a butterfly
caterpillar: yes, hows it?
Melanie Haber: Hello caterpillar !
Principalpoop: it is it
Rufus_T_Firetween: Radio Free Oz - http://www.radiofreeoz.com/
EWeston: Larrupin along
Rufus_T_Firetween: Firesign Podcasts - http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
JaxMandrake: when did radiofreeoz.com come back???
DJTween: cease, do you remember exactly?
Jack Poet: Need to go, you all. I'm with Elayne. Night.
DJTween: Later, Jack
Jack Poet: Not literally of course.
Dexter Fong: Night Jack
EWeston: By Jack
JaxMandrake: nighters Jack
||||||||| Jack Poet hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Jack Poet?! It's 10:31 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
JaxMandrake: nearing the end of my night too - soon as the Project Runaway finale is done taping
CS: by jack
CS: and jax
JaxMandrake: not leaving just yet
Dexter Fong: Okay, just give us a warning
Principalpoop: automatic writing, cool
DJTween: Maybe 2010, cease?
The Wispering Squash: Perhaps I should close Facebbok while i'm here, (keep getting interuputed)
CS: what, cease?
CS: tween?
JaxMandrake: should we ask doctor... err...
Rufus_T_Firetween: When the new Radio Free OZ shows started?
CS: new? there have been many generations
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Halfalid close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:34 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule.
Rufus_T_Firetween: The most recent 21st century iteration
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi liddy
CS: you mean bergman's webcast? yes 2010. i was around the table with him when he sought to create that.
JaxMandrake: I think those started early 2010 because one of the first topics they covered was Deepwater Horizon
CS: a bar in rural washington after their show
DJTween: Yeah, that's the one
CS: it takes a while for my brain to re-orient
Dexter Fong: Cat: So you were there before the beginning
JaxMandrake: you can make your brain Oriental?
CS: i was part of a calculation about its prospects in january and the show slowly evolved that spring.
The Wispering Squash: Can I-uh, can I get a little more orange in his face?
EWeston: Occidentally
CS: dex i've been involved with the guys in one way or another since late 60s
Dexter Fong: That's what I meant Cat =)
CS: i introduced them to eastern canada on my show in 69
CS: also central, even earlier. i played tapes of their mushroom shows and passed them arond from 67 onwards
CS: those were revolutionary days
The Wispering Squash: And here, of course, your own personal remote-controlled, picture-sized color TV, with matching brass knobs! just reach above the bar and press the button right there under the handy laminated imitation masonite WildWest gun rack with the look of real wood, for the channel of your choice!
Principalpoop: i know by the way they talk to you when they are here cat, that you are old friends with them
CS: my wife too. i'm chagrined they never met my daughter, who grew up listening to them as her only english in japan
JaxMandrake: that must have been a trip and a half
CS: they not only starred in my plays, they told me to write plays inthe first place.
Principalpoop: sweet and bittersweet and plain bitter, that is life
JaxMandrake: japanese plus american cultural references must be a weird combo
CS: even though he's dead, bergman continues to inspire so many of us
Dexter Fong: A veritable spectrum of palletibility
EWeston: Being a part of their world would seem to have great satisfaction potential
Principalpoop: nah wait, is that really a word fong?
||||||||| 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 ferret disembarks at 10:42 PM.
Dexter Fong: It is now, Poop
DJTween: CS, maybe you can send me a copy of one of your plays with FST in it and I can play it here?
JaxMandrake: cease: I consciously permit the Firesigns to influence me constantly - as my own comedy shows
DJTween: Hello ferret
DJTween: Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your mouse over various areas of the page - http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
Principalpoop: congrats, at the apex of palletibility
CS: www.seemreal.com
Dexter Fong: Roof of the mouth so to speak, Poop
EWeston: Don't get a nose bleed up there.
Principalpoop: sticks there, like peanut butter
DJTween: Which downloadable play has the most FST participation?
EWeston: and then you can't breed.
JaxMandrake: there's one crawling up my leg
CS: http://www.seemreal.com/
Dexter Fong: It's okay, I got a tracheomobilities
CS: all of my except Red Shift are on here free for anyone to listen to or download.
EWeston: These pests can be unbelievabily care free.
CS: cant afford enough bandwidth to put Red Shift there but I can send it to you tween
DJTween: OK, but which of the plays have the most FST?
DJTween: Yeah, please do send it as an attachment or whatever
DJTween: Or via Dropbox or SendThisFile
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies doctecazoid into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:46 PM, then departs.
CS: Neal Amid stars Austin as Neal Cassady, with a few minutes of great Phil and Melinda scenes
DJTween: Hi Doc
DJTween: OK
CS: Red Shift is full of them, Ossan and Orson have key scenes
Merlyn: hey doc
Dexter Fong: Speaking of sending things to you, did you ever get around to reading those books I sent you =))
doctecazoid: hi gang
DJTween: damn, not yet, Dex
Dexter Fong: Hiya Doc
JaxMandrake: evenin doctecazoid
DJTween: been real busy with other things
CS: Bergman was the only one who knew, and lost a girlfreind to Neal Casady, but never in my plays
EWeston: Spulgie!
CS: fuck. it's doc
Dexter Fong: Tween: Never mind the dursing...why not =)
DJTween: The descriptions look really interesting though
doctecazoid: cat: check your email.
DJTween: lol CS
Dexter Fong: Duck, it's foc
DJTween: heheh
CS: not dead from work yet, doc?
doctecazoid: tween: can help with your request
DJTween: OK
Dexter Fong: The Doctor is in and prepared to help
Principalpoop: robert benchley, wonderful
DJTween: also there are some albums out of print I need so I can play them here, like Lawyer's Hospital
doctecazoid: i'm dead now but i live on in steereo hi-fi (if you can call that a living)
Principalpoop: they did read him, cool
doctecazoid: tween: can help you there as well
CS: this is a brilliant summation of thier begininng
DJTween: kewl, thanks
JaxMandrake: tween, I've got mp3s of Lawyer's Hospital
Dexter Fong: Tween: Just give him your HMO cards
Principalpoop: i was listening, did you give me a quarter for my cough doc?
CS: as a kid i loved benchley
doctecazoid: ah, i see you got the papoon recordings tween - from someone else i guess
Principalpoop: he is still wonderful, but yes, a little dated now
doctecazoid: i've dated a little as well
Dexter Fong: Doc: Tween has *many* sources...some of them legal
DJTween: I bought the CD, Doc
doctecazoid: i c
EWeston: Gotta watch out for the Pits
Principalpoop: yes toots
DJTween: It's the pits!
Principalpoop: dog wants out
Dexter Fong: EW: It's the sample rate that gets you everytime
DJTween: One of the first CDs I ever bought was EobE
EWeston: I can naver rank my rates, and so I rant.
doctecazoid: rant your rakes?
Dexter Fong: Rant or rake, it's all the same
Dexter Fong: Stirring up old grievances
EWeston: Well the my rank then gets depressed
JaxMandrake: tween: I seem to be having a bit of trouble - I use yahoo mail and it wants me to sign in to dropbox (which I've never used)
The Wispering Squash: Hope you folks have a great evening! Too much going on here tonight ..to keep up with you guys. See Ya On The Funway!! In The Future That Is!
EWeston: OOps then not the, urg
Dexter Fong: Don't worry about your rank, EW, we rate on a graded curve
doctecazoid: my depression is rank
DJTween: It's worth signing up for JM
JaxMandrake: nighters squash
DJTween: Dropbox is very useful
doctecazoid: note to self: buy some febreeze
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ferret - dead from measles
||||||||| Halfalid - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Melanie Haber: Night Wispering Squash!
DJTween: You can put something up on your DropBox account, and then have a URL you can send people
DJTween: Too breezy in your place, Doc?
doctecazoid: blast from the past - http://www.synthtopia.com/content/2013/04/15/fairlight-cmi-30a-demonstration-days-london/
doctecazoid: the fairlight rises from the ashes!
DJTween: They've started making Fairlights again
Dexter Fong sings, Sandy, the fairlight is rising behind us...
JaxMandrake: I just tend to be a little paranoid about signing up for new programmes
DJTween: I use DropBox all the time
Dexter Fong: Well said JM
DJTween: never had any issues
EWeston: Wow a Bergman Marx connection
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - STILL WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN - listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
DJTween: Want to pick up some Firesign albums, books or other stuff? Check out the Firesign Theatre Firesale store at - http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
||||||||| dude enters at 10:59 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
EWeston: They did teach me how to talk.
CS: eweston, yes he talks about this often
DJTween: Whoa.... dude...
dude: yes
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Hey dude, don't make it bad
dude: everybody no's my name
doctecazoid: nose your name?
CS: like hellen keller, eweston"?
dude: the noso of love
CS: you don't want a yes, dude?
doctecazoid: if helen keller fell down in the middle of the forest, does she make a sound?
EWeston: Well thank you all the troll in my in box has been waiting two hours for a response.
doctecazoid: troll bridge?
CS: dont go under any bridges, weston
EWeston: So I'll go see what he wants of my now.
Dexter Fong: Night EW
doctecazoid: nite EQ
doctecazoid: EW
CS: this is 20 years old. wow
EWeston: Nah its a wingnut troll, been exchanging with him all day on gun control
Rufus_T_Firetween: Yeah, hard to believe a couple of decades can go by that quickly :/
Dexter Fong: What ever peaves your goat EW
CS: avoid trolls. use bridges
doctecazoid: controll
JaxMandrake: ok, tween, it's been sent
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:07 PM and Beet waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
doctecazoid: beeeeeet!
Beet: Sorry I'm late. I was composing an email and forgot. Hello everyone
JaxMandrake: evenin beet
Principalpoop: hallo, back
Beet: This thing has become a very family-feeling kind of thing and I regret missing the opportunity
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| The Wispering Squash - dead from The Plague
||||||||| caterpillar - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| doctecazoid leaves to catch the 11:10 PM train to South Amboy.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with doctecazoid close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 11:10 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
doctecazoid: sorry
Dexter Fong: No problem Doc, we barely had time to miss you
doctecazoid: even i didn't miss me
Principalpoop: are you listening to the stream at the link up top beet?
CS: Doc is so busy, he's missed even when he's here.
JaxMandrake: tis about time for me to be missed
doctecazoid: bye jax
CS: the way proc talks about this is exactly how he told me to make stuff when i visitd him
Merlyn: time to konk out, bye all
Dexter Fong: Night JM
JaxMandrake: nighters all dear friends - and remember, what you don't mean won't hurt ya
CS: by merl
Principalpoop: night M
CS: by jax
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and thanks for the space
DJTween: See you next time, JM
Beet: Well, hello goodbye
Principalpoop: i will get on the bus too, night all
||||||||| At 11:12 PM, Principalpoop rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
DJTween: later, Merl
doctecazoid: one of my favorite dan hicks & hot licks song titles (and the song is good too): "how can i miss you when you won't go away"
Dexter Fong: Night Poop
DJTween: Nite P
doctecazoid: nite m
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CS: i'm surprised that austinwould rank his albums
||||||||| Around 11:13 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Really? I'm not
Dexter Fong: I suspect that all of them had a fave list
CS: i saw themwith taj mahal. he was much bettter
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Dexter Fong: Better than what/whom?
DJTween: I agree with the Sgt. Pepper comparison
CS: i think the joint we shared preshow made me concentrate more and enjoy less of their set
Beet: Ah, bad weed.
doctecazoid: groovy!
Dexter Fong: Thanks very much Tweeny
CS: yes, as ben frankllin said of older mistresses, they are so grateful
DJTween: yw all
Melanie Haber: Well, I gotta go back to the shadows now. Night everyone!
DJTween: Bye Ms. Haber
doctecazoid: nite melanie
CS: keep on habering
||||||||| At 11:19 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Melanie Haber!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
doctecazoid: haber with abandon!
doctecazoid: well, i need to get some shuteye - another 11 hr day awaits me
DJTween: Until last time, again...
doctecazoid: good blees you and god night
||||||||| 11:19 PM -- DJTween left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
doctecazoid: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzz..............
CS: thanks for dropping by, doc
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:20 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Rufus_T_Firetween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| doctecazoid rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctecazoid?! It's 11:20 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
CS: thanks for the show, tween
CS: off i drift
||||||||| 11:20 PM -- CS left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
Dexter Fong: And I'm outta here too, next week, ya'll
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| TitaniumBob - dead from the yaws
||||||||| JaxMandrake - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: Party winding down. I'll try to be more punctual next week, darnit.
Beet: Bye
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| dude - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| EWeston - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 11:45 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Not often for a loss of words, but tonight is different, Flotsam!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): My tree stunting plans shall go unabated! At this point, I must call it a day and bid you Bonsai.
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| MikeyBoi - dead from the common cold
||||||||| 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:
Bob Bunny
Dexter Fong
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Jack Poet
Melanie Haber
regnad kcin
The Wispering Squash
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And, "The Home Team"