A Firesign Chat
07/11/2013




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 July 11, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts DJTween into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:18 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween waltzes in at 8:18 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| 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)'
||||||||| 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 uhClem plummets into the garden at 8:37 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Porgie 57 close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:39 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
Porgie 57: Good eve to you all, and to all a good night..
DJTween: Hi Porgie, Clem
DJTween: Just about to start the music
DJTween: the feeds are up
Porgie 57: I heard you tapping on the mic just then..
DJTween: actually, the mic is off
DJTween: it's the taps on my shoes, Footman
||||||||| 8:44 PM: IocaneFiberglass jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
DJTween: Hello IF
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:44 PM, dragging garyh by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
DJTween: Hi Gary
||||||||| 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)'
||||||||| Rignod Kasnick enters at 8:48 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
DJTween: Hi Rignod
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:48 PM and late as usual, it's Lil, just back from Elmertown."
DJTween: Hi Lil
Lil: Hi Tween
Lil: Hi guys
Porgie 57: Regnad Kcin?
Lil: Is that the original cover of the Anythinge album?
Lil: Think I have a different cover on my vinyl copy
Porgie 57: No
DJTween: It's what FST posted on their site
DJTween: The vinyl edition is different, as I will explain
Lil: Ty
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:52 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from New York."
Lil: Still uploading sound
Lil: There we go
DJTween: Hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny, just setting the dial for my favorite program =))
DJTween: :-)
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:54 PM, dragging Buck's Older Brother by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
DJTween: Hi Brother
Lil: Hi BOB
Buck's Older Brother: Howdy!
Dexter Fong: Hi Lil
||||||||| It's 8:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| garyh - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| IocaneFiberglass - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Buck's Older Brother: How d'you do?
Dexter Fong: C'wood's reaping 'em early tonight
Porgie 57: https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10201121702836989.1073741844.1601797328&type=1&l=31c8738860https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10201121702836989.1073741844.1601797328&type=1&l=31c8738860
Buck's Older Brother: Beat C'wood then, Mrs. Presky.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:56 PM and CS sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTween: Hi cease
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
CS: Hi folks
Dexter Fong: Hey Tween: I'm not getting any broadcast...???
DJTween: not because of me, I assure you
Dexter Fong: ok
DJTween: I have a computer set up to listen to the broadcast
CS: loud and clear here
||||||||| Pico & Alvarado steals in around 8:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: Hi Pico
CS: i actually needed a line from this album for the show i'm producing now. thanks tween. i have the album but nothing digital
Pico & Alvarado: whew! made it
||||||||| Catherwood ushers EWeston in through the front door at 8:58 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Porgie 57: I'm hearing Genesis..
Dexter Fong: Ok now Tweeny, reloaded and relocked
EWeston: I can make a new cue ball from this he thought.
DJTween: as well you should be :)
DJTween: Hi EW
Pico & Alvarado: a good evening dear friends
DJTween: kewl Dex :)
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 11, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Porgie 57: Does anybody really know..
EWeston: Hey Tweeny glad to be back dear friends
Dexter Fong: wb EW
Lil: Catherwood will you bring me a drink please
||||||||| Catherwood brings Lil a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster.
EWeston: wb you too Dex
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:01 PM, dragging squeeze_the_wheeze by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Lil: Thanks that hits the spot
||||||||| Catherwood enters with late close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:02 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
DJTween: Hi Squeeze, Late
EWeston: So he's late?
Pico & Alvarado: late Late
CS: is he ever early?
late: i always get here late
Dexter Fong: too early to tell
late: howdy boys
Lil: Or is he a latte?
Pico & Alvarado: Late late
Lil: Hi your lateness
squeeze_the_wheeze: HI there
EWeston: OK I'm rolling my pant legs up now
squeeze_the_wheeze: don't forget to inflate your shoes
EWeston: Knevah!!!
Pico & Alvarado: nah
Rufus_T_Firetween: hmmm, the chat flaked for a second there
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - ANYTHYNGE YOU WANT TO - 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#ANYTHNPFTFTJ'
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ANYTHYNGE YOU WANT TO at Firesigntheatre.com >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=aywt-ln
CS: this is from their april fools show, 1997
Porgie 57: I could understand every word..
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:08 PM and late as usual, it's the other shoe, just back from Elmertown."
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ANYTHYNGE YOU WANT TO: SHAKESPEARE'S LOST COMEDIE by The Firesign Theatre (book version ) >> http://www.bearmanormedia.com/index.php?route=product/product&product_id=434
Lil: The chat is often flakey
Rufus_T_Firetween: That's right, cease
EWeston: They've done interesting things with her breasts.
Rufus_T_Firetween: heheh Lil
CS: you can make a good spinache pie out of it
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| uhClem - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Rignod Kasnick - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
the other shoe: oh grumpf, no way to listen on this box.
EWeston: I prefer a pressed Graham
DJTween: Why is that, shoe?
DJTween: No player?
the other shoe: test rant....
the other shoe: no player, and also dum 'ol thing isn't refeshing screen.
DJTween: I hope Shakespeare is gut laughing in his grave :)
CS: no doubt he is, tween
EWeston: Not a test rant
DJTween: Make sure you have javasript enables, Show
DJTween: This chat requires scripting to auto-refresh
DJTween: *enabled
Dexter Fong: *shoe
DJTween: *Shoe
DJTween: yeah lol
CS: does anyone here have a clean version of Rat in a Box?
DJTween: so much for typing in dim light
DJTween: It's on YouTube, isn't it?
the other shoe: my show is enables but i need to press refresh every moments.
DJTween: That's one I need to get myself
CS: The youtube version is hissy and if I recorded it from the vhs tape to the computer, it would still suck.
DJTween: I need a copy of Lawyer's Hospital for next week's show
CS: its on youtube, tween
the other shoe: gasp.
CS: isn't it?
||||||||| the other shoe rushes off, saying "9:14 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:14 PM and uhClem bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Pico & Alvarado: i'll gaze upon this devil's barbeque
CS: i have it on cassette (shudder)
DJTween: wb Clem
EWeston: I have it in little used vinyl Tweeny
||||||||| Outside, the 9:14 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving shoes for the dead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTween: A clean copy would be preferable, cease
DJTween: Hello Shoes
shoes for the dead: howdy
CS: that i dont have. same with a lot of firesign stuff
DJTween: I have almost everything they've released on CD except Duke
CS: this is NPR production money? it shows
DJTween: It was done for a NPR series, yes
DJTween: NPR's "Earplay" series
CS: thats why david went to work for them.
Pico & Alvarado: yar
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** anythyne You Want To at Wiki - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anythynge_You_Want_To
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Anythynge
Pico & Alvarado: now he sails
Rufus_T_Firetween turns up the lighting
CS: i wonder how many copies they've sold of the book? they worked on it for years and years
DJTween: wow
Pico & Alvarado: siring new world bastards
shoes for the dead: the meter of this piece doesn't fit Firesign
shoes for the dead: i think
CS: i agree, shoes
Pico & Alvarado: yar!
CS: yet it comes from their origins. they were doing rennaisannce fairs from their origins. i think DO was married to a woman who brought them into existence
EWeston: The piece has been been in editing since forever. I'm hear'ring Not Insane in my head
shoes for the dead: still funny tho
CS: they were doing a version of this on the radio in 67
DJTween: Where's your parrot, Pico?
DJTween: Yes, they did parts of this live for Not Insane
CS: exactly, e.
Buck's Older Brother: I looked for my respectably clean Lawyers but alas the cleanliness hath befallen the lot of them .
Pico & Alvarado: i don't know
Pico & Alvarado: it escaped
DJTween: Thanks for looking, BOB
shoes for the dead: your parrot has a cape?
Pico & Alvarado: cape of good hope
shoes for the dead: superbird?
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Porgie 57 - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Pico & Alvarado: i go for grid, goofy, and st. nick
CS: dear dead dad indeed
CS: austin wanted to be a shakespearean actor, as he details in his tale, The House of Little Men.
shoes for the dead: el? i thought they tore it down
CS: he has succeeded, though not as he expected
DJTween: a somewhat different path
DJTween: They're all good at it
CS: quite
CS: they have all been acting since they were teen agers, if not longer
CS: proctor since much earlier
CS: acting is in their dna
DJTween: I believe it
DJTween: so it would seem
Pico & Alvarado: give it back
DJTween: ** Would you like to talk on the air about your experiences with the Firesign Theatre? Have you met them or attended their concerts? We want to hear from you :) Just let me know in chat and you can Skype in to the radio station and tell everyone about it!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:30 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Elayne: Eveinn' all!
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
DJTween: Hey E
shoes for the dead: hi E
CS: Hey El
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
Pico & Alvarado: i went crazy listening to Everything You Know is Wrong, over and over again.But i don't want to talk about it...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:31 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTween: Hey P
Elayne: Wow, I know i'm overtired when I can't spell "evenin'"...
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
CS: Hi poop
Elayne: Hey Prinpoop!
Principalpoop: holo
CS: this is so much better recorded than the album
Pico & Alvarado: The Pooper's in!
Principalpoop: i am thy rightful kink, oops king
Rufus_T_Firetween: Long day, eh E?
Pico & Alvarado: boulibasic bard
Rufus_T_Firetween: You're kingy?
Principalpoop: vichy soir
late: looks like my copy of lawyer's hospital is a rip from vinyl, while it is somewhat clean, fidelity isn't the best + occas. vinyl noise
||||||||| dude sashays in at 9:33 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Pico & Alvarado: it's allover everywhere
DJTween: Hey duuuude...
Principalpoop: a vinyl rip, they used to sell patches, or that goop that seals it
shoes for the dead: i sufered a vinyl injury once......
CS: baby blue
late: y, i know ripping from cds is all the rage these days, i guess it was taped from vinyl
Principalpoop: this ain't no disco
shoes for the dead: i now hear with a limp.....
Pico & Alvarado: Fang Boner
CS: very firesonian, shoes
DJTween: If you can get it to me, late, I'd sure appreciate it
Principalpoop: don't step on my blue suede shoes
EWeston: My copy looks like its in good shape
Pico & Alvarado: fireskinned smoke digesting cannibals
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:38 PM, dragging Merlyn by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
EWeston: And walk with a lisp?
CS: hi merl
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: heya
DJTween: my email addy is TXRoadkill@kurtericson.com
DJTween: Hey Merlyn
Principalpoop: The M
Merlyn: I have a cold
shoes for the dead: blue swede was on vinyl
Principalpoop: i have an mp3 by blue swede
Elayne: Poor Merlyn! Get well soon!
shoes for the dead: right, EW
CS: get well soon, merl
DJTween hands Merlyn a sweater
Principalpoop: starve a cold, feed a fever, i think
Pico & Alvarado: rats!
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Sweat it out, young guy!!
Lil: ACK MICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CS: the higher quality of recording of this is greatly increasing my appreciation of it
Merlyn: BTW tween, the chat software automatically turns email address into HTML to make it harder for spammers to find email addresses
Dexter Fong: Nice entry Lil =))
CS: i've seen them do scenes from this many times. this is way better
Lil: Tis true CS
Principalpoop: thanks, good job M
Rufus_T_Firetween: Quite professionally done
Lil: LOL Dex
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cool, Merlyn :)
Dexter Fong: Qite professionaly done
late: it is 45+ MB, appears to be decent bitrate mp3 - i don't think i can mail it - my isp wouldn't enjoy that
Principalpoop: hooked on a feeling, oh my
Rufus_T_Firetween: 45MB isn't much these days
Lil: They take the Bottles character from the Goon Show
||||||||| Catherwood escorts TinyDoctorTim in through the front door at 9:43 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Elayne: We're in the process of upgrading lots of stuff at the Riggs Residence. Robin just got a new iPhone at last.
Principalpoop: bottles sounds like an english word
Elayne: And my new laptop arrives next week. We're getting a lot of stuff in prep for travel to England.
Elayne: We'll be paying for it for a long time, I think. :)
EWeston: He's a good character to copy well, as here
Principalpoop: jolly good
Rufus_T_Firetween: Headed to Britannia, eh?
Dexter Fong: Lil: I you referring to the character "Blue Bottle"?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hello Tiny
shoes for the dead: let's go bugger bottles
EWeston: That's Eccles though, not bottles, I think
Elayne: Indeed, Rufus. End of Aug/beginning of Sept, to celebrate dad-in-law's 90th birthday.
TinyDoctorTim: Shoes for Industry!
Elayne: With the laptop and his wifi, I might even join in chat on the 29th... no promises though
Elayne: I don't know if I'll be up at 2 AM...
Lil: Yes and yes, and there is a Neddie too
Lil: Haven't heard the Goons in a long time
Elayne: We've had such a flurry of buying stuff... half of it in prep for England, the other half because stuff is just breaking down all around us. New recliners should be in next month (they needed 8 weeks to cover them in the fabric color we wanted), we just got a new printer, new toaster... oy!
EWeston: I have around eight goon show records, many roots in there
CS: I'm using Austin's eulogy for the original Tiny Doctor in my poetry show
CS: you off to england, e?
Lil: Wow I'm envious EW I only have one
Lil: Hard to find those are
Elayne: Yes Cat.
Elayne: Not for another month and a half tho
CS: do you have a good time with robin's people there?
Elayne: We won't need cash in England, at least. Robin has about 200 quid left over from last time, and I got a Capital One card so I don't have to pay foreign transaction fees.
Elayne: Very much, Cat, Rob's family is lovely.
Principalpoop: end of august, start of september, you have a chance for some Sun there
EWeston: A record store in Seattle had them many years ago, now I have them BWAHa Ha Ha ha
CS: good for you
Merlyn: It's one of the out of print ones
Elayne: Prinpoop, I'll be happy if there's no humidity! I'm so sick of this summer humid weather, it's like NYC's turned into the Southeast...
Elayne: If I wanted to live in the South, I'd have moved there...
CS: i had a great bond with fumiyo's dad, but her mother didn't really in white people, or other kinds of reality
Lil -P EW
Principalpoop: normally i would say, you should be ok, but with climate change, no telling
CS: reallyh Believe
Lil: That came out wrong LOL
Merlyn: JL?
Merlyn: somebody put it up on youtube
Elayne: Oh, any SIlly Site suggestions tonight?
Elayne: I was thinking of doing a Manhattanhenge one, but everyone knows about that now.
CS: not me
Dexter Fong: For Those Seeking Goon Shows: Keep an eye out for Old Time Radio Conventions or get on line and find an Old Time radio show dealer
Pico & Alvarado: waxen nose
shoes for the dead: they have downloads, Dex?
Pico & Alvarado: impperium phlegmaticum
Dexter Fong: Don't know shoes, but I bought a couple of MP3s with @ 120 Goon Shows at one convention
CS: it will take me many years to listen to them all, dex.
Pico & Alvarado: goon shoes
Dexter Fong: Cat: Take one before bedtime each night
CS: i hgave about that many jack benny shows i taped off the radio in japan, but then former chatter dave told me he had 700 or something.
Pico & Alvarado: Action
shoes for the dead: like Alice wore?
CS: lol dex
Merlyn: gak, computer froze
Lil: Wow that is sweet Dex
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| TinyDoctorTim - dead from the yaws
||||||||| dude - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
CS: yes firesign, or bergman's show was a prebedtime ritual for me and many in la in 67
Dexter Fong: Yes....yes I am
EWeston: The idea came from the Popeye strip The Sea Hags Goons inspired Spike.
DJTween: You have a cold and the computer froze?
Lil: I used to listen to them on BBC radio but they stopped broadcasting them after a while
EWeston: Mine too Meryl
||||||||| Catherwood enters with lukewarmwater close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
Merlyn: yeah, there's like 4 or so still OOP, the non-Ossmans mostly
Dexter Fong: I first heard Goons on CBC in the mid fifties
DJTween: Hi Luke
Merlyn: eat or be eaten is another oop
EWeston: I could have picked them up in the original from the CBC in Momtana.
Lil: You must have been an infant at the time Dex
Dexter Fong: Not so much Lil =)
Merlyn: use your feelings, lukewarm water
Merlyn: damn autokorrect
Dexter Fong: Achtung! Nicht autokorrectite
CS: what happened to "take speed and beat the queen to perth?" from Not Insane?
EWeston: Dam you spell checker is a fun site
CS: one of the strangest things about this is that there is no collage
Rufus_T_Firetween: You'll just have to make one, cease ;)
Pico & Alvarado: beat a dead horse all the night
EWeston: Been many additions I've noticed, they work.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
shoes for the dead: yep EW
CS: it is continually updated
CS: i'm sure obama will be a character in the next iteration
shoes for the dead: like Hot Tuna
CS: jefferson tuna starship?
EWeston: Interesting thought Cease
Pico & Alvarado: love Hot Tuna
Merlyn: hot tuna through a dead worm log
DJTween: especially with cheese
shoes for the dead: yep, they never do the songs the same
Merlyn: or COURSE with cheese
Pico & Alvarado: First Pull Up Then Pull Down
CS: i think the weight of listenting to linguistically distant words makes this less than attractive to an amercian audience
DJTween: but if you're into the genre...
Principalpoop: anthony bourdain as portrayed by firesign theatre
CS: i am. but...
EWeston: Oh beer!
Pico & Alvarado: anything you want to
DJTween: Well, it's _really_ well done
CS: he has real talent, poop
shoes for the dead: will I Am
Elayne: Okay, done blogging. Today's Silly SIte is a good old-fashioned Mickey Mouse cartoon: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=-q39cIdslzQ
CS: outstanding
Pico & Alvarado: cuz Marie
CS: in thier new york show from hour hour, ossman reads a poem about mickeys as something old new yorkers would know about. are you old enough , el?
CS: the riff is claled
Dexter Fong: claled?
CS: Zen Foods, by a nyc poet do lovesto me a mickey is a small bottle of booze
Elayne: Someone slipped a Mickey in Central Park...
Dexter Fong: A mickey refers to something called a Mickey Finn after a bartender who dosed customers drinks with a drug that knocked them out then he'd rob them
CS: dex, you're old enough to be elayne's dad. you must know what he means by micky, in an old nyc sense, a food as opposed to the booze container
CS: ah
CS: that makes sense
Principalpoop: fin
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Rehearsal for the ending of BOOM DOT BUST (circa 1999) - 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'
Elayne: Dex isn't old enough to be my dad, but he is old enough to be my uncle.
Principalpoop: finn
Dexter Fong: Nuncle!!
CS: i knew it was an old thing, el. not an insult to either of you
CS: i just watched The Master, almost as disturbing as scinetology itself, and the main character always has a hip flask of hooch, often fatal
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lukewarmwater - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
CS: this is from 40s-50s. is a micky that kind of thing?
Elayne: I think that's it for me this week, folks. See you next Thursday!
CS: by el
||||||||| "10:10 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Elayne, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
DJTween: Bye E, rest well
Principalpoop: mickey finn, back in the vaudeville days
EWeston: Bye El
Pico & Alvarado: nite nite El
shoes for the dead: se ya El
Principalpoop: night E
Dexter Fong: Mickey's date back to the early to mid 1800s...kinda went out of fashion after that
shoes for the dead: i think slipping a mickey is a lot older than 40s Cs
Dexter Fong: except for noir detective stories
CS: ive heard the term micky finn before, old flicks i think
CS: i'm ont a fan of the genre
Pico & Alvarado: goodbye Tibet
Pico & Alvarado: Hello China
shoes for the dead: the case of missing mickeys
CS: i had unfortunately turned off the sound. this is great.
Principalpoop: it is fun
EWeston: Those ears...wierd
Principalpoop: i miss clocks with hands
CS: dex just said 200 years ago.
EWeston: comunal creativity on display awsome
Pico & Alvarado: I think I took a mickey
CS: alcohol has been used to intoxicate others as long as there has been alcohol
DJTween: Very cool hearing how they put it together
Pico & Alvarado: Intense Demonic Activity
DJTween: Except, they've mislabeled the podcast
Dexter Fong: Cat, the term remained in use but the actual usage i.e. drugging customers and robbing them didn't
DJTween: This is the end of Immortality, not Boom
CS: where is this from?
DJTween: iTunes podcast
Pico & Alvarado: IDA
CS: our cavemen ancestors were doing it
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Rehearsal for the ending of GIVE ME IMMORTALITY OR GIVE ME DEATH (circa 1999) - 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 '
Pico & Alvarado: aluminum radio hats
CS: aha
shoes for the dead: kid-proof prisons
Lil: Yep that's from their Y2K album
DJTween: The podcast is mislabeled
Merlyn: call the dept. of redundancy dept. to clear things up!
Lil: Love this bit and this album
Rufus_T_Firetween: Great album
EWeston: S'good
late: intense demonic activity
shoes for the dead: new world odor
Principalpoop: digital bell bottoms?
Pico & Alvarado: and tornado alley
shoes for the dead: Beatles recorded lke this, no overdubs!!!
CS: they were always into decontructing process
CS: revealing the nurgi behind the wizard
shoes for the dead: yuppers
Principalpoop: yuri nurgi, the ballet dancer?
||||||||| 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 mistic plummets into the garden at 10:25 PM.
CS: Merl and Doc Tech and I were in the hallway when Ossman and Austin were concocting a scene that went into Boom
DJTween: Hi mistic
Principalpoop: the organ sting
CS: This is really odd. I was on a boat with this guy in 2008 and told him to get involved with the Firesign. I guess he took my advice
late: nancy...
Principalpoop: whaat?
mistic: why
Pico & Alvarado: if you sign a contract you're suppose to keep up the payments...
DJTween: Ah, so this was an Air America show
CS: yes tween
CS: i tried to get them on air america
CS: thom hartman loves them and promotes them already
Rufus_T_Firetween: Thom Hartmann had them on, didn't he?
CS: the probllem with sharing a small space with thom is that he treats you as if he's in an auditorium
Rufus_T_Firetween: booming voice?
CS: not thanks to me, tween, but i gave thom stuff for their interviews, yes
CS: not vioice, vibes
Rufus_T_Firetween: Ah, OK
Pico & Alvarado: booming vibes
shoes for the dead: all groupies must bow down
DJTween: lol @ Beck clip
CS: wow. this is something i actually brought into existance.
DJTween: kewl :)
shoes for the dead: great, CS!!!
Pico & Alvarado: booming voice
CS: well we are all here because we love the firesigns and want more people to alt least know of them
shoes for the dead: whatever center you're in
Merlyn: also circa 1998
CS: i ossman was on the very first fm stereo broadcast in 1959
shoes for the dead: i infected both of my kids with this, CS
CS: merl has done a hundred times more to promote them than i
DJTween: Good for you, Shoes
DJTween: more like an inoculation, really
CS: i was lucky to be on radio almost the same time as them so we could share
CS: late 60s
Pico & Alvarado: and evertything you know is wrong
Pico & Alvarado: everything
CS: there is no such thing as Everything
CS: i had a great time with rachel on the boat
||||||||| Outside, the 10:37 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTween: Hey Bunny
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
Bunnyboy: Lo dere.
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - FIRESIGN THEATRE INTERVIEW on the Holywood Clout! with Richard Greene - 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'
shoes for the dead: Bob Bunny?
DJTween: oops, forgot the title again
CS: she makes a better future swim into view
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
CS: hi bun
Bunnyboy: Bob owes me money!
shoes for the dead: the Jockey Rocket
Pico & Alvarado: coughing
Bunnyboy: So does "Bob".
Principalpoop: walking the dog
Bunnyboy: 16 summers of scam...
CS: the problem here is that we're listening to something i did, and people with money and possiblity did some years ago, atrophied. the right, money defendingi itself, will never atrophie
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| mistic - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Lil - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: poor Lil
CS: the guys are talking within the sphere i helped along, to promote another world vision. this mayh only exist online now
Bunnyboy: Awwww. Don't go away dead...
CS: hows it goin, bun?
Rufus_T_Firetween: The internet is a wonderful thing, cease
Rufus_T_Firetween: as long as it stay's free
shoes for the dead: someone is allways trying to get over on somebody, CS
Bunnyboy: Finally saw WORLD WAR Z. Entertaining.
Rufus_T_Firetween: The trailers looked interesting
Pico & Alvarado: Criminal Elite
CS: anyone seen The Master?
Bunnyboy: AKA THE CHOMPING DEAD.
CS: this is all online, tween?
Bunnyboy: Cat: Yes! You?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Imagine what they would have gotten away with if there wasn't the freedom to inform people over he internet, Pico
Rufus_T_Firetween: Yes, this and the last cut are part of the Firesign Podcast collection
Rufus_T_Firetween: I got them from iTunes (free)
CS: yes.coming from a background in cinematography, i was stunned. but it was as disturbing as sciintolgy itslef
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign Podcasting - http://www.firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
CS: great zipppy csarton about tom cruise chasing him, you see that?
Rufus_T_Firetween: me? no
Bunnyboy: WWZ is PG-13, so it got hit with GoreBeGone -tm.
CS: i am immune to video games.
DJTween: I had no idea that where the Pliers reference came from
DJTween: cool
DJTween: *that's
DJTween: turning a TV tuner when you don't have the knob
shoes for the dead: i have done that,Tween
DJTween: me too
CS: I am actuallhy pre tv
Bunnyboy: THE MASTER is gorgeous viewing. Joaquin Phoenix was in a whole other wheelhouse, with his performance...incomparable, riveting.
shoes for the dead: visegrips stayed on
CS: my honme town didnt have a tv station.
Rufus_T_Firetween: high praise indeed
Rufus_T_Firetween: You were there before the beginning, eh cease?
CS: i'
CS: i'm older than necessary
DJTween: aren't we all lol
||||||||| Chatto bounds in at 10:50 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
CS: didnt see tv till we moved to la
DJTween: Hi Chatto
Chatto : avast ye q tips!
DJTween: Probably just as well, cease. Nasty habit
Bunnyboy: I was lucky enough to see THE MASTER in 70mm.
Principalpoop: that is a small screen
DJTween: Chatto, the show starts at 9pm EST. Join us for the whole show next time :)
DJTween: lol P
Chatto : hey. ,
Dexter Fong
CS: hi
Bunnyboy: PEANUTS reprints are presently on the series where IMVP (Invisible Mama Van Pelt) takes away the TV.
CS: dex is actually older than tv.i just lived in a litte town without it
||||||||| Chatto is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:53 PM.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:53 PM and late as usual, it's Chatto , just back from Washington."
Principalpoop: lets give a hand to fong for his marcel marceau impersonation
Chatto : aaarhh
Dexter Fong slowly exits from an invisible box
Chatto : back from the chattos again?
shoes for the dead: give fong the clap?
Principalpoop: do the wind fong, do the wind
shoes for the dead: hee hee Ch
DJTween: lol
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| uhClem - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Chatto : a mime is a terrible thing to waste!
Dexter Fong slowly breaks wind
Bunnyboy: TV memory: I cried when they (temporarily) took off YOGI BEAR...after JFK was shot...
Rufus_T_Firetween: not really, cease
shoes for the dead: a wasted mimi is terrible
Rufus_T_Firetween: awwwww
Principalpoop: loool, i am such a child lol
Dexter Fong slowly begins the name game song with chuck
||||||||| late runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's late?! It's 10:56 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: i recall nbc showing battles and death in vietman, and then a toilet paper commercial, commercial society sucks
||||||||| Chatto , spotting Bradshaw, runs into Public Address System.
Bunnyboy: Actually, I don't remember that. I was 2.
Dexter Fong notices that when he goes into virtual action mode, he remains grayed out
Dexter Fong: Out
Chatto : I always figure the time difference as minus three hours
Principalpoop: i did not know that, cool fong
Chatto : I am not actually at the chattos
Chatto : a mime is a terrible thing to waste
Rufus_T_Firetween: You sent your surrogate?
Principalpoop: wasn't chatto one of the elves in the spanish santa claus and martians movie?
Chatto : or taste even, I need a palette cleanser
CS: i remember that too, poop
||||||||| 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'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Chatto : turpentine will do just fine....
Principalpoop: like the french cartoon with the giant green people, it gets ingrained somehow
CS: poisonous cocktials
Principalpoop: pal and palette, dude and dudette, bud and budette
shoes for the dead: mickeys again
||||||||| Chatto steps in at 11:01 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Principalpoop: ahh gasoline
shoes for the dead: ass and asset?
Merlyn: thanks again tween
CS: is your cold getting better, merl?
Principalpoop: yes thanks tween, my ears were sweating, i took off my headphones sorry
DJTween: My pleasure :)
shoes for the dead: acetelene
Merlyn: eh, kinda cat
Merlyn: gotta conk out soon
CS: lkistening to firesign will make you healthyt
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny...good stuff as always
shoes for the dead: thanks Tween!!!!
||||||||| 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/'
CS: i distrupted my back llasrt sunday and it is hard for me to get in and out of a chair
Principalpoop: good night nurse irene
CS: but for this, i willl do it
DJTween: Always fun to be with you folks, here in cyberspace :)
shoes for the dead: bye all
DJTween: Nite
Dexter Fong: Night shoes
Bunnyboy: Nite shooz!
Principalpoop: cyberspace, i thought this was the information highway, did i take a wrong turn?
||||||||| "I'm going to Public Address System" says Chatto , and leaves.
CS: we appreciate it tween
DJTween: It's the alien cyberhighway, P
||||||||| At 11:05 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, DJTween!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: ciao shoes
||||||||| "Hey Rufus_T_Firetween!" ... Rufus_T_Firetween turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:05 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Bunnyboy: Nite Tween!
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the space MERLYN and feel better
Chatto : is breathless from running to the pa and back to see If he at all spoke
Principalpoop: obey fong M
Bunnyboy: Yeah, keep breathing, Merlyn!
Dexter Fong: Good night dear friends
Principalpoop: that is the bus i guess, night all
||||||||| Principalpoop says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Principalpoop exits at 11:07 PM.
Bunnyboy: ByeyA poop!
Merlyn: nite
||||||||| Merlyn leaves to catch the 11:08 PM train to Elmertown.
CS: we will meet again
||||||||| CS departs at 11:08 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bunnyboy: And again and again and again...
||||||||| Chatto walks in and says "It's 11:09 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
Chatto : the Bialoski twins... either on will do....
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Pico & Alvarado - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: Won't catch me loitering. See ya!
Chatto : aaaaaaàrgh!
||||||||| Around 11:10 PM, Bunnyboy walks off into the sunset...
Chatto : hoppy trials, beer friends
Chatto : be well!
||||||||| Around 11:11 PM, Chatto walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'pNose II', just granted probation at 11:19 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 11:25 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 the fiddlers
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| EWeston - 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:
||||||||| pNose II - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Buck's Older Brother - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
Buck's Older Brother
Bunnyboy
Chatto
CS
Dexter Fong
DJTween
Elayne
EWeston
late
Lil
Merlyn
mistic
Pico & Alvarado
Porgie 57
Principalpoop
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
the other shoe
TinyDoctorTim
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/lilyfund/
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=aywt-ln
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anythynge_You_Want_To
https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10201121702836989.1073741844.1601797328&type=1&l=31c8738860https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10201121702836989.1073741844.1601797328&type=1&l=31c8738860
http://www.bearmanormedia.com/index.php?route=product/product&product_id=434
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#ANYTHNPFTFTJ
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=-q39cIdslzQ



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