A Firesign Chat
06/27/2013




Archive

||||||||| 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 June 27, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| "2:56 PM? 2:56 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Fuquad should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Fuquad enters and sits at the bar.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 3:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Fuquad - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 8:13 PM: Rufus_T_Firetween jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers DJTween in through the front door at 8:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 8pm CST this evening, with music beginning around 7:45pm CST. Listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)'
||||||||| Lil steps in at 8:42 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Lil: Catherwood would you please relieve me of your doorknocker
||||||||| Catherwood relieves Lil of his doorknocker.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with meatsock close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:43 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
Lil: Better check your watch too
meatsock: am i late? did u
DJTween: Hello hello hello
DJTween: Hi Lil, Meat
meatsock: did you start the revolution without me
Lil: Hi gang
DJTween: The revolution will be radioized
||||||||| Catherwood ushers The Buttonman inside, makes a note of the time (8:45 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
meatsock: the radio will NOT be televised
DJTween: True
DJTween: Hi Buttonman
The Buttonman: Hi guys!
meatsock: has anyone seen nancy?
Lil: Where's the radio tonight?
Lil: Durn these slow loads
meatsock: also: is it time for a redux of oh afghanistan? this many years later i bet even bill street is different
DJTween: Yes indeed, we have Fight Clowns for your entertainment this evening
DJTween: and both my audio streams look good
Lil: Black Magic Woman in the house
meatsock: i love fighting clowns and play it frequently on my own radioshow. i mean a 2013 version of oh afghanistan. because it is topical.
DJTween: she be here
Lil: You betcha booty
DJTween: FC didn't get great reviews, but I really like it
meatsock: reviewers, what do they know.
DJTween: heheh
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Pat Hatt', just granted probation at 8:50 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
meatsock: hey reagan is great
||||||||| EWeston enters at 8:51 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
DJTween: Yeah, great doo-wop spoof :)
DJTween: Hello Mr. Hatt
DJTween: Hi EW
EWeston: That's my son! Hey Tweeney I hope my computer lets me stick around today
Lil: Hi EW did you bring more sugar?
DJTween: Think I still have the vinyl of this album (Abraxas) around somewhere
Lil: You got to change your evil ways baby
Lil: Great music
EWeston: No But I bought some vanilla favored honey
DJTween: May the gremlins leave your computer alone, EW
Lil: Oooh sounds good
||||||||| Pico & Alvarado enters at 8:54 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
DJTween: Hey P&A
Pico & Alvarado: made it
Pico & Alvarado: dear friends
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music- listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)'
Pico & Alvarado: what's it tonight Tween?
Lil: Hey PaA
EWeston: It blacked out last week. I had to quote an ensign from Star Quirk. Captain Captain all the stars have gone out!
DJTween: Fighting Clowns
Lil: Got a question
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:57 PM and late as usual, it's Menlo_Park, just back from Funfun Town."
Pico & Alvarado: YES
DJTween: Hi Menlo
||||||||| Catherwood escorts daav0 into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:57 PM, then departs.
Pico & Alvarado: hello lil
Lil: WHen I listen to FT on YouTube some of the tracks are barely audible
DJTween: Hi dav
daav0: hello one and all
daav0: stranger in town, here
DJTween: Well, I doubt those are official postings, Lil
Lil: Is that YouTube or is that my phones or are there just too many tracks
Lil: Welcome daav0
DJTween: are the ones you're having problems with posted by FST?
meatsock: if the audio is low on youtube then just crank up your record player!
Lil: Ooopsie you mean I'm listening to pirates? Arrrrrr'
||||||||| Dexter Fong enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
daav0: i have been listening to RFO podcast and the audio is stunning
Lil: Nope
EWeston: We're all a little strange around here D
Menlo_Park: Just fliping my lil chromium switches..
Lil: I'll have to try the official venue then
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 27, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Lil: And can't wait to get the books and the DF package
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Beet close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Beet: Howdy
Lil: No minute is EVER free
EWeston: The Beets back
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny and Dear friends
daav0: I am waiting to get a new job (mister president) before I get DOMM
Lil: Hi Beret
DJTween: Hi Beet
Lil: I meant Beet
daav0: hey beet, how's your roots
DJTween: Evenin' Dex
Lil: My keyboard is dilapidated
Beet: I answer to anything
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies CS in through the front door at 9:01 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: How responsive
Lil: Hi there anything
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
daav0: that's weirdly cool
Menlo_Park: my keyboard is diplitated
Beet: You can bet roots toots it's tons of fun
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Merlyn in through the front door at 9:01 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
EWeston: Relapidarying keyboards, a growth industry
Merlyn: hey gang green
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
Beet: Nice tune, Tweet
DJTween: Hi Merlyn
Lil: I'm in how to I buy some stock
Menlo_Park: ITs just a hair off- there we go.
EWeston: Yow Merl
DJTween: Seemed appropriate, Beet :)
CS: Hi all
EWeston: Chicken stock is usually the best choice
daav0: any of you from the los angeles area?
DJTween: Hi cease
daav0: (spiritual home of the fst)
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'shoes for the dead', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
DJTween: CS used to be
EWeston: Cease back again
DJTween: Hi shoes
CS: i grew up in LA when the Firesign started
shoes for the dead: howdy !
daav0: hello shoes
Beet: I just saw that I said Tweet instead of Tween. Internet Freudian slip I guess. Apologies
CS: havent lived there since the 60s
DJTween: heheh
Pico & Alvarado: haha
Menlo_Park: aha
shoes for the dead: my pair of tongs broke today, kinda Zen
Beet: Bruhaha?
Pico & Alvarado: oh afgahnistan
shoes for the dead: what is the feel of one tong grabbing?
Menlo_Park: so you only have one tong?
shoes for the dead: no 2
Pico & Alvarado: a scratch
EWeston: A tingle up the leg?
||||||||| pNose II bounds in at 9:05 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
shoes for the dead: hi P squared
EWeston: Lettus take that door knocker off your hands
Lil: I'm at max volume, can you turn it up a bit?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers phallusifer9 in through the front door at 9:08 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts dude inside, makes a note of the time (9:08 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTween: My levels look good, Lil
phallusifer9: I like to sit in the waiting room.
DJTween: May you're having audio issues with your computer
Lil: Sigh, then it's me again
Lil: I have plenty of issues with my computer
phallusifer9: But I could also always wait in the sitting room if that's good also.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIGHTING CLOWNS at Firesigntheatre.com - http://www.allmusic.com/album/nick-danger-the-case-of-the-missing-shoe-mw0000312220
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - FIGHTING CLOWNS - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - this album may be purchased at - http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#FICLOWPFTFTJ'
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| The Buttonman - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
dude: I won't give up my pocket that calculates
Pico & Alvarado: what else can we give up?
phallusifer9: old habits,
phallusifer9: new nuns,
DJTween: give up this day?
Dexter Fong: The ghost?
Menlo_Park: old virginities
Dexter Fong: west virginities
phallusifer9: Give up my liberty and give me death. No wait..... switch that.
EWeston: The Hongkong Firewerks Brigade
phallusifer9: such an explosive finish.
DJTween: @ Lil - have you checked the master volume on your computer (Preferences)?
||||||||| 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 JPK gets out at 9:12 PM.
DJTween: Hi JP
EWeston: Nitrocelulose y'know
Lil: I'll check it again thanks
Lil: I beat up my laptop regularly
shoes for the dead: sit down on your own stool, JP
phallusifer9: I. can't get Audacity to hear whatever I happen to be streaming.
phallusifer9: which is kinda audacious of it, I suppose...
EWeston: But you can't beat a concrete lampost!
Lil: Wow that was it DJ you were right on thanks
Menlo_Park: that's what she said
phallusifer9: You can. But only with another concrete lampost, so...
DJTween: :)
Lil: Much better now
JPK: hiya
Dexter Fong: Hi JP
CS: I was going to use this song on a collage I'm doing about Power in Firesign work
shoes for the dead: you have to make an audio mobius strip, Phal
Lil: Hey Dex
CS: but decided against it.
Dexter Fong: Hi LIl, Can you hear me now?
phallusifer9: but how?
Beet: Hey Dex and CS
Lil: Yep you're good
Dexter Fong: Hi Beet
phallusifer9: I think I'm kinda immobiusalized.
Dexter Fong: Lil: Fer sure
CS: HI Beet
phallusifer9: that, and totally blonde about electronic things.
shoes for the dead: just twist thhe cable just like this
Menlo_Park: ouch
shoes for the dead: and then hold it up to the light
Lil: Hey that's what I was thinkin' ouch
Lil: Great minds
Menlo_Park: are twisted like the cable
EWeston: Andy Rooney mets the Rat Pack
Beet: It's just this chromium switch over here
Menlo_Park: ouch
shoes for the dead: and be sure to plug in the female
Dexter Fong: Not there chucko!
Lil: I'm on
Lil: and operating
EWeston: My cables are bisexual, and getting married
shoes for the dead: lsd, lil?
Lil: No electricity
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New FIRESIGN THEATRE Books Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
Menlo_Park: mine are coaxiall and living in sin
shoes for the dead: fer sure
Rufus_T_Firetween: It's that damned ELECTRICIAN again, Lil!
Lil: He always did turn me on
shoes for the dead: whatever
Beet: We have certainly had a bizarre cast of characters playing our presidents from time to time
EWeston: Housing values are going up in Sin
Rufus_T_Firetween: No joke, Beet :/
EWeston: Totally
shoes for the dead: who isn't
||||||||| Outside, the 9:21 PM downtown bus from Charlotte pulls away, leaving zuner coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTween: Hi zuner
Menlo_Park: presidents are only as good as the money they're printed pn
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIGHTING CLOWNS at Firesigntheatre.com - http://www.allmusic.com/album/nick-danger-the-case-of-the-missing-shoe-mw0000312220
shoes for the dead: poached!
Rufus_T_Firetween: oops, bad link, sorry
Beet: Who isn't a bizarre character? Good question I guess
Dexter Fong: Menlo: Are you saying the oly good president is a dea president?
Dexter Fong: only dead
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIGHTING CLOWNS at Firesigntheatre.com - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=fc-rv
EWeston: Just like an egg ugh
Rufus_T_Firetween: that's better
shoes for the dead: and in my pocket
Menlo_Park: Ben Franklin is my favorite dead president
EWeston: Does your wife know zis?
Beet: Who was never President
Dexter Fong: Franklin Chase, the only bill who was never president
Menlo_Park: That didn't stop him
shoes for the dead: was Illuminati
DJTween: The only President, who was never President
Lil: lol
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| JPK - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| meatsock - dead from the common cold
||||||||| pNose II - dead from measles
||||||||| phallusifer9 - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: Reagan in four part harmony
CS: I used that song on a youtube video about Rays
Dexter Fong: The TAMPA Bay Rays?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cease - see private message
Menlo_Park: about Ray gun rays?
shoes for the dead: or Bob and Rays?
Beet: Sting Rays, Manta Rays?
CS: the animals, not the baseball players
EWeston: Ray Bans
CS: actually it was based on an aquarium in Vegas. the piece was called Fishing with Firesigns
EWeston: Kuel
Dexter Fong: Must be a Pisces
Rufus_T_Firetween: Sounds interesting, cease
Pico & Alvarado: if they can take your name...
shoes for the dead: working for scale
EWeston: A union thug shark
Dexter Fong: or a management thug shark
shoes for the dead: Rays sleeping with fishes
EWeston: Tha Manager's assistent thug. Working on commision
CS: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89kCorZwG7s
Lil: Didn't know he died
CS: Pete? Yes last March
Beet: commission of a felony
shoes for the dead: the bullet had his name on i
CS: Not sleeping when they bat the Blue Jays 2 out of 3 games this week
shoes for the dead: t
Lil: No, Ray
EWeston: Transporting an underage pun accross a state line. But I paid for it.
Lil: You said Ray was sleeping with the fishes
Dexter Fong: We said a mantra for the Manta
Menlo_Park: how many fins did thye give you?
EWeston: I remember Manta!
Dexter Fong: Two dorsals and a ventral
shoes for the dead: i meant Rays plural
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EWeston: We am hostages
Beet: pretty mean guitar there
DJTween: yeah
EWeston: He got it from a mean uncle.
DJTween: Good punk rock parody :)
CS: Could be a Tubes tune
DJTween: Yeah, or Rundgren
shoes for the dead: yup, Cs
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIGHTING CLOWNS at Firesigntheatre.com - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=fc-rv
Rufus_T_Firetween: Liner Notes for the album here - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=fc-ln - pretty interesting stuff
shoes for the dead: whatever
DJTween wonders where is goat is
DJTween: It's 10 o'clock. Do you know where your goat is?
EWeston: Grazing on the coach last I saw
Menlo_Park: with my hat
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'porridgebird', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:39 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
shoes for the dead: sausages with eyes
DJTween: Hello PBird
porridgebird: thanks, thought i'd check in
shoes for the dead: fer sure
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| zuner - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
EWeston: Hi Betty Joe!
CS: stillling laying your eggs in the air?
Lil: Catherwood you must be saving me for something special
||||||||| Catherwood savings Lil for something special.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:40 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
CS: hi poop
Principalpoop: hey all
EWeston: Hey Pooper
DJTween: Hi P
shoes for the dead: hey poop
Lil: Hey Poop you're late
Principalpoop: what is the rod?
DJTween: cease, see pm
Principalpoop: yes, i had to eat and then walk the dog
Principalpoop: the rice took longer than I planned
Lil: So you can dance too
Beet: Howdy Poop
EWeston: Inlayed or embroidered?
CS: at least you didnt eat the dog
Principalpoop: I taught Elaine on Seinfield how to dance
DJTween: the dog is _not_ for sale
Lil: LOL
Lil: Were you counting the rice before eating it
EWeston: Everything else is, since the president arrseted Ralph
Principalpoop: you think I am kidding, the only real dance I can do is the polka
shoes for the dead: sell those Demons!!
Menlo_Park: sent ralph to Gitmo I hear
EWeston: A sensual slavic huh?
Principalpoop: that is just sliding around like yul brenner in the king of siam
Lil: I can introduce you to the Schmenge brothers Poop
Dexter Fong: Lil: Don't forget the coffee and cabbage rolls
Principalpoop: not regular rice, the san francisco treat, in honor of the supreme court
Beet: Been watching some old SCTV recently great stuff
Lil: Love the SCTV
shoes for the dead: iregular rice?
CS: yes sctv was great
EWeston: Lotta luminaries in those shows
Menlo_Park: same sex rice-a-roni?
Principalpoop: rice a roni
Principalpoop: yes good chemistry in sctv, like early snl
Principalpoop: skype me bebe
Principalpoop: answer the phone, ahh he did
Dexter Fong: I can hear you both
Principalpoop: i hear both of you
EWeston: Get that cold hook out of there!
Principalpoop: collage, is that a female college?
Dexter Fong: Cat's always buzzed
Principalpoop: turn down your radio
Merlyn: CAT!
shoes for the dead: Cs has a buzz on
Dexter Fong: turn up your mike
Beet: It's always good to get feedback on what you're doing
Dexter Fong: ain't no stopping him now
Principalpoop: go to ground
Merlyn: cat is often buzzed
Dexter Fong: sounds like a 60s cycle, a Schwinn perhaps
Principalpoop: no buzz now, super
Menlo_Park: or a hawg
Pico & Alvarado: huffy
Principalpoop: collage me bebe
EWeston: Thorizene can be your friend
Beet: I went to collage once
DJTween: lol
CS: my mike doesnt have a volume setting
CS: this is actually collage 2, john hockenberry
DJTween: It's not that. There was a really bad buzzing sound
Dexter Fong: get closer....or farther away
Principalpoop: talk to doc, there must be a setting, somewhere
CS: yeah i have to sound more professional
DJTween: I suspect a bad cable, the way it cut in and out
Lil: Geez that hum was a bummer
Principalpoop: you talking to me?
CS: hockenberry used to have these amazing intros to this shows
DJTween: That buzz was a hummer
Lil: That too
DJTween: Next time we do a pre-show link up ;)
CS: the odyssey was very important to firesign
Dexter Fong: I think we can all get a buzz from a hummer
CS: they planned to make a movie out of it at one point
||||||||| 9:52 PM: Dr. Memory jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
EWeston: Still waiting for the unhum bummer
shoes for the dead: Cs, it's a bad ground somewhere on your mike
Principalpoop: that and beowolf
Pico & Alvarado: no hummel
CS: htis is me reading a magazine
Lil: I had to write a special analysis of the Odyssey for high school English
CS: the need for affection beyhond the illusions of form
CS: this is austin
EWeston: I'd heard of an Officer BO Wolf
CS: from the magic mushroom play
Lil: I wrote a prose poem in the style of a Mad Magazine primer
Pico & Alvarado: the green wood from which he sprang
CS: i think written by austin
Pico & Alvarado: caddis
Pico & Alvarado: mandrill
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| daav0 - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Little green man, with BIG eyes!
Principalpoop: my sister is a thespian, and performs before a paying audience
DJTween wrote a special analysis of Owlsley for high school
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Cat Simril’s 3 COLLAGES - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u'
CS: they would me in jail if i did that, tween
Principalpoop: it is fong again, hello
Dexter Fong: Huh?
Rufus_T_Firetween: They'd put you in Radio Prison, cease
CS: this is from one of the Hour Hour shows
Principalpoop: hello in thereo
EWeston: And hello to that skepic inside you
Dexter Fong: Hello out thereo
Dexter Fong: And goodbye to those wash day blues
Rufus_T_Firetween: Dogs Flew Spaceship!
CS: the firesign did a lot of collage stuff on the radio and records
Principalpoop: knowing where you have been, wait, where was I?
Pico & Alvarado: Pooper returns
Rufus_T_Firetween: The Aztecs Invented The Vacation!
Pico & Alvarado: Your brain is not the boss
EWeston: Yer brain is not the boss!
Principalpoop: my brain is my second favorite organ
Pico & Alvarado: you brain
EWeston: Pull it out for us.
Principalpoop: you aint got no brain on the left
Pico & Alvarado: you're right
Beet: I see you are a sailor
Lil: You're right
DJTween 's favorite organ is Hammond
Pico & Alvarado: a Turtle
Lil: So much for the Greek chorus
Pico & Alvarado: Hammond B3
CS: this is the carlin interview i mentioned
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
CS: and duckman
Menlo_Park: the geek chorus u mena
Pico & Alvarado: miss duckman
EWeston: We're still working on the sincopation, sorry.
CS: one of the best tv shows ever
Principalpoop: supercalifragahhell
Menlo_Park: sound like James Joyce
CS: i asked proctor if they were influenced by the pass that peace pipe tune when they wrote this and he said no
Lil: He said salami
||||||||| duke enters at 10:01 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Lil: I'm hungry
Principalpoop: bologna, provolone
DJTween: Hi Duke
EWeston: Have some grotes
DJTween: Let's Eat!
Pico & Alvarado: ajax
shoes for the dead: Lets Eat!!
Rufus_T_Firetween: Catherwood, please give everyone some groat clusters
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone some groat clusters.
Pico & Alvarado: dinner at 8
Beet: Hot Dog!
Lil: That steaming heap
Principalpoop: mad as a wet hen
Pico & Alvarado: and they ate it
shoes for the dead: There still warm!!
Pico & Alvarado: go on, look at it
CS: this is from Le Show
Lil: That's Harry Shearer speaking
DJTween: Yes indeed
DJTween: Harry's great
CS: it serendipitously happned when I was making the collage
Lil: Yup got that
EWeston: Close the curtains Fred
Lil: And the Simpsons
Pico & Alvarado: a run down monkey
EWeston: Run up the monkey flag!
Menlo_Park: report it to the cops
Dexter Fong: Run that monkey up the flagpole and see who he throws shit at
DJTween: really nice collages, cease :)
Principalpoop: is your monkey tired? click this link to find out more
CS: thanks, tween
Pico & Alvarado: fly your freak flag high
EWeston: We'll make a vein disgram of it. Then apply for a research grant
Menlo_Park: ay the 3 times really fast
Pico & Alvarado: why not?
Principalpoop: vectors
Dexter Fong: parsecs
Principalpoop: roger victor
EWeston: No smutty analog allowed!
CS: i think i use too long segments
shoes for the dead: parsnips
Pico & Alvarado: rubarb
Beet: Not yet
Dexter Fong: hubba hubba
EWeston: Hula hubble
Principalpoop: do you think the rain will hurt the rhubarb?
Menlo_Park: I used to raise parsecs in my spare time
Dexter Fong: hell yes
EWeston: With councilling they should be fine.
shoes for the dead: might cool them off
DJTween: lol EW
Principalpoop: born to die, born to be wild, born to be free, born to be this way
Pico & Alvarado: headless body farm
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from measles
||||||||| Pat Hatt - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: born, born born to be alive
Lil: Hey I think he broke the president
Menlo_Park: 2b or not 2b
Dexter Fong: A?
Principalpoop: is that the question?
Pico & Alvarado: I AM
CS: that was from Freak for a Week, the first firesign mushroom show play
Dexter Fong: therefore I die
EWeston: Howdt Doody, man or myth?
Menlo_Park: mythiss
shoes for the dead: myth or miss?
Pico & Alvarado: birth school work death
EWeston: Wish I could hiss like that
Principalpoop: I think Doody is related to me, somehow
Pico & Alvarado: kick
Menlo_Park: your in the line of Doody?
Dexter Fong: Kabloona?
Pico & Alvarado: KICK
EWeston: More people are getting into their inner Doody
Pico & Alvarado: zip beep
Principalpoop: same pile
Pico & Alvarado: kick
Dexter Fong: Hey Beets, your on!!
EWeston: And its still critical isn;t it?
Principalpoop: funky phenomena huh
Pico & Alvarado: kabloon
Pico & Alvarado: nah
EWeston: I love that oath
Beet: Death is Nature's way of telling you Everything You Know Is Wrong
DJTween: Anythynge You Want To coming up in a couple of weeks
Menlo_Park: forsooth
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Serendiphany inside, makes a note of the time (10:15 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Pico & Alvarado: can we have Eat or Be Eaten? sometime?
EWeston: The Goats, they reproduce!!
CS: good idea pico and a
Principalpoop: coffee delight border
Principalpoop: may I see your passport, please
Dexter Fong: Nice work Cat
Beet: That was fun
Principalpoop: that was fun
EWeston: Got any taffy?
Beet: Great minds
Pico & Alvarado: cool cat
Serendiphany: Just saw the post on FB, I usually miss the whole thing while commuting!
Principalpoop: the brain stealers
CS: there'll be more of that kind of thing
Principalpoop: hey serendiphany
Pico & Alvarado: at the headless body farm?
DJTween: Sorry to hear, Seren :(
CS: so this is after immortlaity came out
Pico & Alvarado: drain bamage
DJTween: Maybe at some point I'll get permission to post archives of the shows
EWeston: Call for Brain Bleach
Serendiphany: That would be cool - was somoved by the Big Brouhaha...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:19 PM, dragging Elayne by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Merlyn: hi E
Pico & Alvarado: EL
DJTween: I don't speak Louder lol
CS: Hi El
Principalpoop: hi E
DJTween: Hey E
Beet: Hey, E
Menlo_Park: E
EWeston: Miss Ellie!
Pico & Alvarado: squeak squeak
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Proctor & Ossman’s PETE MOSS from 1998 - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u'
CS: maybe this is from oneof the those radio workshops the lads do
Elayne: Can't stay long, can barely keep awake as is. I feel like I've been shooting reds and yellows all day.
Beet: Did you hit any of them?
DJTween: Fighting the commies again, E?
Pico & Alvarado: have a blue moss
Merlyn: Cat, this is me, I wrote it for minicon
Elayne: I think I found one or two million under my bed, Tween.
CS: yes merl i recognized your voice
Merlyn: Here are pix: http://www.westley.org/pm.html
EWeston: With the right spirit Meryl
Pico & Alvarado: El, hoover it
Elayne: Or that could be dust mites. I get the two confused.
Merlyn: the mighty dust!
Pico & Alvarado: hoover 'em
DJTween: Santa Corpse ggg
Elayne: At Tween's urging I finally put Skype on my cell phone, I just don't know what to do with it now.
Pico & Alvarado: cokedup fruitcake
EWeston: I'm still exploiing the brownies my'self, self,,s
CS: good to hear other chatters producing stuff
DJTween: 'fired me to hind them' lol
DJTween: Elayne: At Tween's urging I finally put Skype on my cell phone, I just don't know what to do with it now << call in next week, that's what :)
Elayne: I'm producing bupkiss, Cat. But in great quantities.
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Lil - dead from measles
||||||||| duke - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Elayne: Tween, I don't know how to make a call with Skype. I don't even know how to sign in yet. :)
Pico & Alvarado: give me my pickel
Menlo_Park: Good I'm running out of bupkiss'
EWeston: Don't mind the teeth marks
Pico & Alvarado: don't mind
EWeston: Good female voicing
Pico & Alvarado: the contract
Menlo_Park: Teeth- the 6th Marx Bro.
DJTween: Once you are able to log in, let me know your Skype name and I'll add it to my list. Then I can call you from here
Elayne: Isn't a Skype name like a real name? Or is it like a Firesign chat name? :)
EWeston: And Impacted was the seventh?
DJTween: It's one you make up, like here
Menlo_Park: This is my real name!
DJTween: Your parents had quite a sense of humor, Menlo
CS: Any relation to Van Dyke?
EWeston: I new his brother Macaurthur
Dexter Fong: AND HIS SISTERCentral
Pico & Alvarado: my my
Elayne: Tween, Skype doesn't recognize the temporary passwords it sends me itself. I don't think I'm getting on any time soon.
Pico & Alvarado: keep it greasey
DJTween: hmmmm
EWeston: Eat raw photons!
Elayne: Screw it, it's far more trouble than it's worth.
Elayne: Just playing with Skype for the last five minutes has completely turned me off of it.
Elayne: And I'm very, very tired. Next week, all.
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
Pico & Alvarado: nite nite
DJTween: Well I hope to be able to receive regular phone calls before too long
Principalpoop: good luck E, sleep well
Merlyn: nite e
EWeston: See ya, reengergized
Menlo_Park: cheers
Pico & Alvarado: try a land line
DJTween: nite E
Pico & Alvarado: freshly burned fresh
CS: by el
Beet: 'bye E
Pico & Alvarado: going to the headless body farm
EWeston: Rand Paul's is pineapple flavored
Pico & Alvarado: decision making factor absent from brain
DJTween: lol
Menlo_Park: use the force
EWeston: I heard it from a disappointed zombie
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dr. Memory - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: The zombies would starve if they attacked the congress?
EWeston: This could be the breakthrough in anti zombie defence we've been waiting for
Menlo_Park: u mean the cannibal menu in DC?
Beet: sleighed
Pico & Alvarado: tazers ?
Dexter Fong: tazer tots?
EWeston: I caught their up America Special
Menlo_Park: that' mean
Beet: little nervous children?
Beet: tazer tots, get it?
DJTween: lol
Dexter Fong: Fer sure
Pico & Alvarado: for the zombies
Dexter Fong: cheaper than ritlin
Menlo_Park: callchild services
Pico & Alvarado: drop off his hand
EWeston: Call them Fred
Pico & Alvarado: Freddie's dead
EWeston: But lives on in Stereo Hi Fi
Menlo_Park: and lifelike wax figurines
||||||||| New notice: 'Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, that’s www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast. Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my Radio Free Roadkill Show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and visit my show archives at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow'
Pico & Alvarado: he's running down
Beet: Checking out, Tween?
EWeston: Bye Beet
DJTween: a few minutes left
Menlo_Park: adios all
Pico & Alvarado: 10
Beet: I was just asking Tween
CS: by beet
||||||||| 10:50 PM: RevEggplant jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
EWeston: Unbye Beet
Pico & Alvarado: ah ha
Dexter Fong: wb Beet
Pico & Alvarado: Beet's office
||||||||| Menlo_Park is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:51 PM.
EWeston: This won't hold up the funeral?
Beet: Hello Goodbye (when the record's over)
Pico & Alvarado: is this the headless body farm?
||||||||| New notice: 'Lily Bergman College Fund - -Remember to help Peter Bergman’s daughter with her college experience by donating to the Lily Bergman College fund - http://firesigntheatre.com/lilyfund/'
Pico & Alvarado: are we at the headless body farm?
||||||||| RevEggplant departs at 10:52 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Pico & Alvarado: which way to the headless body farm?
Principalpoop: I am impressed M
Principalpoop: wow
Dexter Fong: I think they've all been headed off at the past
EWeston: Very good
Beet: Had fun again. See everyone next week. 'Bye. Thanks Tween.
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny and thanks also Merlyn
Pico & Alvarado: forward into the past!
shoes for the dead: Very Good CS!!
Principalpoop: thank you tween
Pico & Alvarado: thanks again tween
||||||||| porridgebird says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, porridgebird exits at 10:54 PM.
DJTween: Thanks for listening, all
EWeston: Yow i'm due fer friday nite libations a day early
CS: thanks
DJTween: and remember to tell your friends about our little weekly soiree
Pico & Alvarado: EW go for it
CS: thanks again tween
Principalpoop: yes applause cat too
||||||||| EWeston leaves to catch the 10:54 PM train to Funfun Town.
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from measles
||||||||| Serendiphany - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Pico & Alvarado: a personal liabation
DJTween: Until last time, again...
||||||||| "10:56 PM? I'm late!" exclaims DJTween, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| 10:56 PM -- Rufus_T_Firetween left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: All the tweens are gone
Merlyn: nite all
Principalpoop: and the sky is gray
||||||||| Around 10:56 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
Pico & Alvarado: gone gone they're all gone
Dexter Fong: lol poop
Dexter Fong: Young tweens are walking in the canyon
Principalpoop: and the tween and the lamb, lie down, on broadway
Pico & Alvarado: and never the tween shall meet
Principalpoop: there is always magic in the air
Dexter Fong: Meany, and tween, just a-gettin' seamy
Principalpoop: tis a far far better tween I do
Dexter Fong: better than you've ever done before, by god
Dexter Fong: the last one was barely twee
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: oh tween, something something
Pico & Alvarado: letting the days go by
Pico & Alvarado: one last tween
Dexter Fong: I neverlet a dago by
Pico & Alvarado: ha ha ha
Principalpoop: tween keeps on slipping slipping slipping, into the future
Dexter Fong: You think I'm funny....you think I'm here for your amusement?
Principalpoop: i love the smell of napalm in the morning
Pico & Alvarado: make my day
Dexter Fong: Poof!!! and there was dylight
Dexter Fong: day
Principalpoop: always remember and never forget
Dexter Fong: maybe I meant delite
Pico & Alvarado: denite
Dexter Fong: ah well, a parking place awaits me somewhere, I know
Principalpoop: i tried to make it sunday, but I got so damned depressed
Principalpoop: rare hita
||||||||| 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 BillsVille Bill disembarks at 11:03 PM.
Dexter Fong: Good Night Dear Friends, all
Pico & Alvarado: nite nite
Principalpoop: good night, sleep tight
CS: bye
Pico & Alvarado: dear friends
Principalpoop: hold that bus, i got a nickle
||||||||| CS leaves at 11:04 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 11:04 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..."
Pico & Alvarado: shoes for industry!
BillsVille Bill: Is there a yellow rubber line I could follow or something?
||||||||| BillsVille Bill walks away to The Sitting Room.
||||||||| 11:06 PM -- BillsVille Bill enters.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| "I'm going to The Kennels" says BillsVille Bill, and leaves.
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Beet - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| surrealseasons sneaks in around 11:22 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Pico & Alvarado - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| BillsVille Bill - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| surrealseasons - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "3:43 AM and late as usual, it's Chatto , just back from Seattle."
||||||||| It's 3:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Chatto - 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:
Beet
BillsVille Bill
CS
daav0
Dexter Fong
DJTween
dude
Elayne
EWeston
JPK
Lil
meatsock
Menlo_Park
Merlyn
phallusifer9
Pico & Alvarado
porridgebird
Principalpoop
Rufus_T_Firetween
Serendiphany
shoes for the dead
The Buttonman
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/lilyfund/
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=fc-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=fc-rv
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://www.allmusic.com/album/nick-danger-the-case-of-the-missing-shoe-mw0000312220
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#FICLOWPFTFTJ
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://www.westley.org/pm.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89kCorZwG7s



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