A Firesign Chat
12/05/2013




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 December 05, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts General Defective inside, makes a note of the time (8:19 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| At 8:19 PM, General Defective scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood leads grenmac into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:44 PM, then departs.
DJTween: Hi grenmac
||||||||| 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)'
grenmac: So I am early...here is your 20 cents back
||||||||| Catherwood leads Captain Equinox in through the front door at 8:46 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
grenmac: EH! DJT
Captain Equinox: Hiya, Kiddos!
||||||||| LeopoldBloom steals in around 8:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Catherwood enters with catkong close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:47 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom.
DJTween: Hi Equinox, Leopold
DJTween: Hi catkong
Captain Equinox: Hey Deej!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:48 PM and e_ seco steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTween: Hi seco
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Treppenwitz close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'richardthebad', just granted probation at 8:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
LeopoldBloom: Greetin's, gate.
e_ seco: hello, DJTween
catkong: Hi all
DJTween: Hi richard
richardthebad: Hi all!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:51 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
DJTween: Hi Treppenwitz
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'EWeston', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:52 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
DJTween: Hi EW
||||||||| EWeston says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, EWeston exits at 8:52 PM.
Captain Equinox: Oh boy, this is gonna be good.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies EWeston into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:53 PM, then departs.
Captain Equinox: ANy special guests tonight, Deej?
EWeston: Hey Tweeny, I finally got that water pump to turn over
DJTween: Not tonight, CptE, but Ossman has shown some interest
||||||||| "8:54 PM? 8:54 PM!!" says Catherwood, "DFW Steve should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as DFW Steve enters and sits on the divan.
DJTween: a working water pump is good
DJTween: Hi DFW
Captain Equinox: Well, since tomorrow's his Natal Anniversary, I'll do a shoutout now -
DFW Steve: Hey there, DJT
Captain Equinox: Happy Birthday, Dear Friend!!!
DFW Steve: I'm a first-timer here
DJTween: Yeah, I'll be playing some Ossman bits during the 2nd half of the show :)
Captain Equinox: Right ON!
DJTween: Good to have you here, Steve :)
DJTween: Hope you can join us every week
DFW Steve: I won't have to get my old FST albums out tonight...and am sleeted in in Dallas.
EWeston: Listen and comment Steve, enjoy.
DFW Steve: OK, but now I have to click and find out how to hear it all & participate...haven't done that all yet
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Merlyn', just granted probation at 8:57 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
EWeston: Large amounts of ice storms in the midwest I here
||||||||| Denys enters at 8:57 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
DJTween: ** You can click on the Nino link at the bottom of the page to see where we're all from (as best he can tell)
DJTween: Hey Merlyn. Thanks for clearing the log
DFW Steve: So it shows I am listening to old rock from Tweeny, right? And FST will be on after?
DJTween: Hi Denys
richardthebad: Well, your not the only newbie here Steve. It was -20 here in Cheyenne this morning. I'm looking forward to a good stimulating mind vacation.
LeopoldBloom: Cool.
DFW Steve: Pretty Pretty Peggy Sue
LeopoldBloom: (The Nino function.)
EWeston: Bout three minutes to the show Roller Madiens is on tonight
||||||||| shoes for the dead waltzes in at 8:59 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Denys: Hello
||||||||| 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 SgtSphincter falls out at 8:59 PM.
shoes for the dead: howdy
Denys: what time is the show?
DJTween: Hi Sgt, shoes
EWeston: Hi Shoes und der Sgt
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 05, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
DFW Steve: So tell me, will I hear the program via iTunes on the Tewwny channel I am now hearing???
DFW Steve: Ahhhhh, here they are!!! Thx.
Denys: now...
DFW Steve: Oops...Jesus was a capricorn. Will Fire Maidens play here?
DFW Steve: afterwards?
shoes for the dead: https://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl
shoes for the dead: Pico and Alvarado
EWeston: That's what tweeny said last week. I been wrong afore
DJTween: Fire Maidens it is :)
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mudhead close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:02 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
Mudhead: hello all
Captain Equinox: honk honk
EWeston: Pull up a red hot poker, and git comfy
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's Dickson, just back from Georgia."
Captain Equinox: I'm sitting on my antique cheese log chair right now.
DFW Steve: Watching on AC, or Washington DC, you're watching U-TV.
LeopoldBloom: 1974. I feel old. I was in college back then. I AM old.
Mudhead: feels like a big hand
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:04 PM and late as usual, it's John_F_Schicklegruber, just back from Billville."
EWeston: Not tacky I hope
DFW Steve: So was I, LB
DFW Steve: Antelope Freeway, 1 mile...
LeopoldBloom: Antelope Freeway, 1-half mile.
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Phil Austin’s “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” - 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://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/phauromafrou.html'
DFW Steve: Be open with me, Vaginna
EWeston: Clean up Armenia!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln
shoes for the dead: talk about jesus
DJTween: This is a really fun album
EWeston: Sing about Jesus
DFW Steve: Shoes for Industry...
||||||||| DFW Steve leaves to catch the 9:06 PM train to Elmertown.
||||||||| "9:07 PM? 9:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "late should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as late enters and sits on the divan.
DJTween: Hi late
shoes for the dead: sweet jesus stop for gas
late: howdy - late again
Merlyn: This is my favorite Jesus song
EWeston: Jesus has gas?
LeopoldBloom: Get some string cheese for snack. That'll give you gas.
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!
Mudhead: wanted to wish all my fellow fireheads a happy holiday season, and may you all have many more.
DJTween: Hey Mud. Same to you my friend
catkong: thanks mudhead! you too!
EWeston: Ankth yu
shoes for the dead: jesus is here? to stall for time?
EWeston: Love that line
DJTween: Getting silly col in Austin (freezing is silly cold for us this time of year). How about the rest of you?
DJTween: *cold
shoes for the dead: 3 here
EWeston: We're frozen in the NW
shoes for the dead: clod
DJTween: Merlyn must be very chilly indeed
catkong: I hate those tricky moral problems
LeopoldBloom: Hey, is that the voice of The Old Detective?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** NEW 24/7 FIRESIGN THEATRE RADIO STATION!! ** http://firesigntheatre.com/index.php
EWeston: Apprehending crimminal can be exciting
richardthebad: Colder than a well diggers nuts on the north side of a brass outhouse
Rufus_T_Firetween: Don't forget to listen to the new station. Lots of stuff I know I haven't heard before there, along with old favorites
shoes for the dead: Regular!!
catkong: stop torturing me, Ethel
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol Richard
LeopoldBloom: What IS a Swiss Picnic, anyway?
EWeston: Full of holes?
DJTween: Very cheesy, Leopold
||||||||| Outside, the 9:12 PM uptown bus from Bourbonnais pulls away, leaving Megadon coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
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
DJTween: Hi Megadon
shoes for the dead: a cheesy holy event
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln
Megadon: Howdy, everybody!
||||||||| Outside, the 9:13 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Principalpoop coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
LeopoldBloom: One of the best ten-second snippets in recorded history, that.
shoes for the dead: hi Meg
EWeston: I love the annual Limburger condenation at my local branch
DJTween: Hey P
EWeston: La Poopour
Principalpoop: hold on, hold on, let me get the stream going, geesh
Principalpoop: ok hi, wotsop?
shoes for the dead: louis prima records
Merlyn: Excuse me, do you have any grey Poopour?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Uh...Jerry inside, makes a note of the time (9:15 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTween: Hi Jerry
EWeston: Geesh can has stream?
DJTween: everybody does, these days
Principalpoop: golden stream
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:15 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
EWeston: Trendy
DJTween: Hey Dexter
Uh...Jerry: Hi DJTween & others. Never heard this LP.
Principalpoop: i see a fong
shoes for the dead: hey Dex
EWeston: Lo Dex
LeopoldBloom: That's metaphysically absurd.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Xhexk it out, Jerry >> ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln
EWeston: Arn't we all?
Dexter Fong: Hello everyone
DJTween: *check it out, even...
shoes for the dead: Jery, one of the best
Megadon: Is Tricky Retardo interdimensional, or did I insert my card incorrectly?
||||||||| Beet steals in around 9:17 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Denys: I have to remember this on Thursdays
Beet: Evenin' all
DJTween: Hi Beet
EWeston: He entangles easily
Megadon: Love that Red Greenback and the Blueboys
John_F_Schicklegruber: Hello Beet
Uh...Jerry: Howdy-do.
LeopoldBloom: Hiya, Joe.
EWeston: Hi ya Beet
Beet: Hope everyone had a nice T Day
Dexter Fong: Hi Beet, Tweenys, EW, Merlyn, Poop, shoes, Muddie, and various grayboys
Principalpoop: gobble gobble
Rufus_T_Firetween: Folks, if you want to get the notices about the chat and other FST news >>
EWeston: Ruff!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** If you're on Facebook, you can Like the Firesign Fan Page here >> https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208 - and if you’re on Twitter and would like to get Firesign tweets, follow @FiresignNews
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol @ grayboys ;)
Principalpoop: oh yeah? who?
shoes for the dead: i hate owls......
EWeston: Gearge Ruff well known forensic plumber
Mudhead: who?
Beet: His name IS Jesus Retardo
LeopoldBloom: Always thought the pronounciation of "Juicy" and "Hussy" was one of the great puns of all time.
Principalpoop: give a hoot
Dexter Fong: How about cricket?
Mudhead: who?
Megadon: I see glowing spiders a lot lately...
DJTween: good catch, Leopold
EWeston: A poot!
DJTween: from Fukashima, Megadon?
shoes for the dead: some of that Jamaican
Megadon: Yes, DJ!
EWeston: Brazillian deathweed
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New FIRESIGN THEATRE BOOKS Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
Dexter Fong: Jeeze, Rufus...you're like uh real comercial like
Principalpoop: Johnny Fresno was out of the can
Megadon: Nest month should be Shibboleth month!
Dexter Fong: Next month is nest month so feather your next nest now
EWeston: Getcher bull puky cupons
Principalpoop: fix that lisp megadon
shoes for the dead: Pico and Alvarado in LA is a video store
richardthebad: I'm getting hungry for fruit
Principalpoop: gilbert skink
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:24 PM and Brett waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Megadon: tho it's a lithp...I like you no matter what you do...
DJTween: Hi Brett
Principalpoop: drag this home and kill it and eat it
EWeston: Out of loin of fat?
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dickson - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| SgtSphincter - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: ** For those of you not familiar, there's a log of the entire chat you can view to catch up. Click on the LOG link at the bottom of the page to view tonight's log.
Beet: Shibboleth to drop soon, eh?
DJTween: ** For those of you who don't know, typing a ':' (colon) in this chat has the same effect as typing '/me' in an IRC chat
Dexter Fong /me
DJTween: That's what the notices I've been seeing on FB have been saying
shoes for the dead: the Oss
Principalpoop: talking about colons and logs, eat more fiber tween...
DJTween: Dexter is indeed himself
DJTween: lol P
Brett: Hi, everyone!
Dexter Fong: ?me :
Beet: lol poop
Principalpoop: are you farr brett?
EWeston: Yow Brett
DJTween is very unsure he is himself
John_F_Schicklegruber: Hello Brett
Brett: Saratoga, NY.
Principalpoop: ahhh you know llan?
Dexter Fong: Wow!! What a call back poop
shoes for the dead: cut to the band
Principalpoop: i think Llan visited saratoga once
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:28 PM, dragging Rajah by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: Brett: Do you know Shroom Lake?
LeopoldBloom: Hey,, thanks for the Firesale link. Lotsa stuff I didn't know about!
Brett: Nope.
EWeston: He traffics is horsies
Principalpoop: schroon, fong, schroon
EWeston: A grate ballet?
Dexter Fong: Thanks poop...uh...what were we talking about?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New FIRESIGN THEATRE BOOKS Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
DJTween: Hi Rajah
Principalpoop: no big deal, just jiving yah
||||||||| jtell bounds in at 9:29 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln
DJTween: Hi jtell
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's always a big deal when you're deaking
Principalpoop: elvis lives
EWeston: Duning is passe
Dexter Fong: Elvis lives....in another building
DJTween: Yes P, he's not dead, he just went home
Beet: elvis the rapper
Principalpoop: ok, hi-lo, follow the queen, and dr pepper 10-2-4s wild
shoes for the dead: jesus read my horoscope
DJTween: Horoscope, sounds like a stephen King novel
shoes for the dead: out in the desert tonite..............
Beet: pretty hot back-up band
EWeston: Born under a stop sign
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol EW
Principalpoop: midnight at the oasis, send your camel to bed
LeopoldBloom: ROFL. A lot of those remarks are funny today, but if you remember the context...
LeopoldBloom: I don't pay taxes, but...
richardthebad: I once saw Elvis chopping wood in Pea Green Colorado. But then, I was smoking Road Apple Red
shoes for the dead: dilaudid
EWeston: Easy for you to say
EWeston: Its doing strang things to my lips
Principalpoop: come on jesus
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** It's getting colder folks, so why not cozy up to the cellophane and order a new sweatshirt or zip-up hoodie from the Firesign cafepress store >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign ** Hoodies, Sweatchirts, Coffee Mugs, Caps and lots of other cool Firesign goodies at CafePress >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign
Principalpoop: country people city people, everybody come
DJTween: I love Austin's interpretation of country music on this album
EWeston: Myself to
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies royearl inside, makes a note of the time (9:38 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Megadon: He always nails it
DJTween: Hi Roy
shoes for the dead: like the lizards, DJT
Principalpoop: apricot brown
DJTween: Eyelash hanging down over your nose? Hitler ref?
DJTween: either that or Dali
shoes for the dead: Austin lounge lizards
DJTween: I love the Lounge Lizards
DJTween: really fun music
Beet: Home Town Boys
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:40 PM and late as usual, it's mm, just back from Billville."
DJTween: Hi mm
LeopoldBloom: This could explain a lot. Maybe the Roller Maidens DO control the world now.
Megadon: Hope they stay warm in Austin tonight
EWeston: nn couldn't make it?
Principalpoop: come on ethel, fill up your tank
Dexter Fong: oo
DJTween: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm EST, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm EST
Megadon: Haven't they always, Mr. Bloom?
royearl: Roller Derby girls are making a comeback nowadays.
shoes for the dead: jesus? what a cube
Mudhead: rip it up and ball tonite
Principalpoop: squares, in brown shoes
LeopoldBloom: Love the trumpet playing in the background there.
DJTween: ** anyone want to call in on Skype?
Beet: She'll run everything everytime for everybody
EWeston: Blazing lambs!
Megadon: Well if you push something hard enough it WILL fall over...
DJTween: we need to get you live on the radio sometime, Mudhead :-)
EWeston: Push that lamb into a tar pit
LeopoldBloom: Oo. Cubans!
Principalpoop: mud head, mud head, mud head
Mudhead: sorry, no skype
DJTween: :)
EWeston: Yow, it's only semi tramatic
DJTween: Easy to install, Mudhead
Principalpoop: no skypen the deutch?
Megadon: ...or Spuyten the Duyvel?
Principalpoop: voicen the vixen?
DJTween: ** BTW - for those of you who are interested, the interview I did with Proctor a few weeks back is now up in the FST Podcasts
LeopoldBloom: Every time I hear "I just wanna see his face" I hear echoes of The Rolling Stones. No idea if that was intended.
shoes for the dead: fill up those graves
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and FST podcasts at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/
Mudhead: empty those graves
EWeston: Sperekin ze dich
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:46 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
shoes for the dead: der schnifter!!!!!!!!!
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
DJTween: Hey Bunny
Bunnyboy: DON'T SAY...!!!
Merlyn: hey bboy
LeopoldBloom: Hiya, Bunny
DJTween: Missed R-Maidens, but some Ossman coming up
Principalpoop: a guy fell in a grave and was yelling help, I am cold, a drunk came by and said no wonder you kicked all the dirt off you...
EWeston: Not a hot cross bun
Beet: Nick X On
shoes for the dead: nik exxon
EWeston: No weirdos!
Bunnyboy: Some bouncin' baby Ossman, tamarra.
Principalpoop: the fans go wild
catkong: and the little jesus retardo. gets me every time.
LeopoldBloom: See me smile!
Megadon: Echtson?
Uh...Jerry: Seamy smile.
EWeston: The tac squad flanks the fans
Megadon: I see you
shoes for the dead: pipe dreams
Megadon: and don't call me sile...
Megadon: oops, smile...
Principalpoop: here's tricky
EWeston: Exactly Chieshire old sabertooth
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Bunnyboy: Hey! He did it!
Bunnyboy: Wotta paster!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** It's getting colder folks, so why not cozy up to the cellophane and order a new sweatshirt or zip-up hoodie from the Firesign cafepress store >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign ** Hoodies, Sweatchirts, Coffee Mugs, Caps and lots of other cool Firesign goodies at CafePress >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign
Uh...Jerry: I've got the inflatable Duke of Madness book & shiny disk.
Bunnyboy: And staff.
Uh...Jerry: Those lazy bums.
EWeston: And firkin
Bunnyboy: HR sez "no firkin with the staff!"
Principalpoop: 1936, 2013, 60, 70, almost 80, the new 79
LeopoldBloom: It's tweeny!
Megadon: Well, have to warm up and poke the cellophane, so til next tme, all you folks in The Waiting Room!
Principalpoop: ciao mega
Bunnyboy: nite MD!
||||||||| At 9:53 PM, Megadon dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
shoes for the dead: by, Meg
Uh...Jerry: Night 'don.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** David Ossman at the Firesign Theatre home site - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?member=Ossman
shoes for the dead: big oily sump
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| mm - dead from measles
||||||||| jtell - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Rajah - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| richardthebad - dead from measles
||||||||| John_F_Schicklegruber - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: histeriatype
Merlyn: heh heh Austin is a big Nascar fan
Principalpoop: the snakepit of product placement
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Ossman’s DR. FIRESIGN’S FOLLIES - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=dff
Rufus_T_Firetween: (DJTween has a signed copy :)
LeopoldBloom: Good old Spiral Igloo
Rufus_T_Firetween: Austin like NASCAR? Wouldn't have thought...
Rufus_T_Firetween: *likes
Merlyn: struck me as a bit odd too, yeah
LeopoldBloom: Hey, I know a bunch of comic-book writers who know wrestling is fixed and love watching it BECAUSE it's fixed.
LeopoldBloom: Tastes can be...strange.
Principalpoop: come on now, give a spoiler alert before something like that
EWeston: Sweats!
shoes for the dead: AMEN, Rev!!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Uh...Jerry: Illegal lawlessness.
LeopoldBloom: We need an Ashcroft in Every Bedroom.
LeopoldBloom: new campaign slogan
Principalpoop: I'll sign, to let government under my bed
Beet: Sounds pretty prophetic
LeopoldBloom: "Some pot in every chicken and an Ashcroft in every bedroom."
EWeston: Judicial drones
Bunnyboy: Barnstormer always better with tweets.
shoes for the dead: pint-accostal
Bunnyboy: Best line on Amazon drones: "Skeet Shooting with Prizes!"
EWeston: Half pint acosting
shoes for the dead: that's illegal in England, EW
Bunnyboy: Gotta go play. Nite!
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Uh...Jerry: Say hi to Buzz!
EWeston: By Bun
LeopoldBloom: I gots to go do some work. Night, all!
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 10:04 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..."
Beet: C Ya Bunny
DJTween: oops, forgot to change the header
EWeston: It may still be illegal to get drunk with a fish in Oklahoma
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Various Bits From DAVID OSSMAN - 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 - you can buy Firesign Albums, Books and other Cool Goodies at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php'
Merlyn: nite leopold
Principalpoop: the W word, pah
||||||||| LeopoldBloom leaves at 10:05 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..."
Mudhead: Sign the petition http://www.alfranken.com/page/s/e1307cue
DJTween: pour your syrup surreptitiously lol
DJTween: Yeah, I like Franken, Mudhead
Principalpoop: good one mud
Beet: I just signed
shoes for the dead: inspire my iron lung, pastor
Uh...Jerry: I'd sign but was not born an American of the U.S.
EWeston: one of issues the media has escaped from
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'bupkus', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
DJTween: Hi bupkus
EWeston: Glad we finally have bupkis
DJTween: This is about an actual museum in KY. Bill Maher featured it in his movie Religulous
Mudhead: the issue doesnt sell airtime
Uh...Jerry: Evening bupkus.
Principalpoop: dog wants out
DJTween: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm EST, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm EST
DJTween: and he doesn't want to be sold
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| late - dead from jaundice
||||||||| e_ seco - dead from the common cold
||||||||| royearl - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| mahatma57 enters at 10:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
EWeston: CNN found an hour for Glen Beck recently
DJTween: Where did they find it?
Uh...Jerry: Creepy Non-News.
EWeston: Under a corespondents desk
DJTween: infotainment
mahatma57: And Progressive Talk Radio gets kicked off the air in SF and LA..
DJTween: Air America
Beet: Nice of the Dinos
Uh...Jerry: Scat Robertson.
shoes for the dead: department of redundancy department
DJTween: Yes, very thoughtful of them to help out Noah like that
Beet: President Bush Lite
Merlyn: correct, shoes
DJTween: oops, queued this one up twice :/
DJTween: good bit, though
Dexter Fong: Thought it sounded familiar =))
DJTween: Heard it somewhere before, did you?
Dexter Fong: more syrup!!!
mahatma57: "Splunge on Prop. 42!"
Uh...Jerry: syruptitiously
Beet: Deja Ecute
shoes for the dead: keep the bees out of your head
Dexter Fong: Don't get hives
Uh...Jerry: I've got to go. My turn in the barrel. Night all!
Beet: Go Postal Protection Package
Dexter Fong: Night little cabin boy
EWeston: Were bees go to die
shoes for the dead: br Ler
EWeston: By Jerry
Beet: Happy Birthday to Dave
mahatma57: Good Morning, Good Afternoon, Good Evening.. How hard to tell when you're locked up in a wooden booth with no windows..
Mudhead: lights on?
EWeston: Don't worry. He doesn't know what time it is either
DJTween: Some of Ossman's poetry here
Mudhead: Dead Cat Soap!
mahatma57: Suspenders!
Mudhead: Dewey, Cheatem and Howe Tax Preparers
Mudhead: Curl Up & Die Hair Salon
Beet: Car Talk?
Dexter Fong: Vrooom!
EWeston: Under the telephone poles
Mudhead: Shit Creek Paddle Store
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH AVAILABLE JANUARY 14th!" Click HERE to order in advance!
Merlyn: reverb happening
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH AVAILABLE JANUARY 14th!" Click HERE to order in advance!
Principalpoop: mountain goat facing a tree back
Dexter Fong: Daffy Dyckstone
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| grenmac - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Denys - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Uh...Jerry - dead from jaundice
||||||||| bupkus - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Yeah! These programs are getting shorter and shorter
catkong: great stuff!!
Principalpoop: huh, ok, thanks tween
Principalpoop: yes happy bday
Merlyn: I'm getting shorter and shorter
Beet: Thanks, Tween. See everyone next week. Nite all.
Mudhead: Ty Tweeny
Merlyn: happy b'day Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Merlyn
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!!!
Principalpoop: ooby dooby
mahatma57: Oobie Doobie!
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?
EWeston: Cool , tillnezt time ever boddy
Mudhead: Nite all
Dexter Fong: Wow! C'wood mocks his creator
DJTween: Thanks for listening everybody, and be sure to tell your friends :)
Brett: Thanks, tween, and see (hear) you next week.
Principalpoop: ciaoo all
Merlyn: The precursor to okly-dokly
catkong: I had never attended one of these before, but I'm glad I did. See you next week!
||||||||| 10:26 PM -- EWeston left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Brett rushes off, saying "10:26 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: Be away next week, see yah'all in two
||||||||| At 10:27 PM, Mudhead hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Merlyn: see ya dex
Principalpoop: ooby dooby brothers live with a filmore sandwich
DJTween: Until next time, Dexter
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and thanks
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny
Principalpoop: ciaoo all
Dexter Fong: Night all
Merlyn: bye all
||||||||| 10:30 PM -- Merlyn left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
DJTween: Until last time, again...
||||||||| DJTween rushes off, saying "10:30 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:30 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Rufus_T_Firetween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:36 PM, dragging Not Ed by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Not Ed: is anyone here
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Treppenwitz - dead from jaundice
||||||||| catkong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| mahatma57 - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts dude into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:24 PM, then departs.
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Glen', just granted probation at 12:06 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'atomicelroy', just granted probation at 12:23 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| atomicelroy rushes off, saying "12:24 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Glen - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "12:47 AM? 12:47 AM!!" says Catherwood, "otto should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as otto enters and sits at the bar.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| otto - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'FrenchFrankBaum', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 2:27 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| FrenchFrankBaum rushes off, saying "2:30 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Outside, the 2:30 AM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving FrenchFrankBaum coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| It's 2:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| FrenchFrankBaum - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 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
Brett
Bunnyboy
Captain Equinox
catkong
Denys
Dexter Fong
DFW Steve
DJTween
e_ seco
EWeston
grenmac
John_F_Schicklegruber
late
LeopoldBloom
mahatma57
Megadon
Merlyn
Mudhead
Not Ed
Principalpoop
richardthebad
royearl
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Uh...Jerry
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/index.php
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=dff
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?member=Ossman
http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/phauromafrou.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
http://www.alfranken.com/page/s/e1307cue
http://www.cafepress.com/firesign
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.radiofreeoz.com/



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