A Firesign Chat
07/17/2014




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 17, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 5:56 PM and Mista Bumpy waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mista Bumpy: Hello
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 6 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 6:08 PM: DJTweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET **'
DJTweeny: Hi Mista Bumpy
DJTweeny: The music will start about 8:40 eastern
||||||||| It's 6:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mista Bumpy - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny: see you later
||||||||| Around 6:10 PM, DJTweeny walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:23 PM, dragging DJTweeny by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween steals in around 8:23 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET - you can join the streams now (no audio yet - just a chance for everybody to get connected) 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) **'
||||||||| Outside, the 8:31 PM downtown bus from Arizona pulls away, leaving Bightrethighrehighre coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies George Stevens inside, makes a note of the time (8:32 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bightrethighrehighre: wazzzuhp, Tween?
George Stevens: Johnny Winters - off to play with Muddy Waters at that big blues jam in the sky! Rest in peace, man. You were great!
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:35 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs George Stevens by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Catherwood ushers mahatma57 in through the front door at 8:36 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
mahatma57: Catherwood, you fool!
||||||||| Catherwood ignores mahatma57
mahatma57: Ignore me at your own peril..
DJTweeny: Hi BHH, Mahatma
DJTweeny: music in just a couple
mahatma57: The waiting is the hardest part.. -TP
mahatma57: Anticipation -CS
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music (various artists) - 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) ** '
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music (various artists) - 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) ** '
mahatma57: Thank you Radio Free Dishnuts..
mahatma57: When will you be able to provide 3-D printed donuts while we are waiting?
||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving OneOrganism coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: There was a momentary glitch with my modem for a moment there
||||||||| Outside, the 8:46 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving lily coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi OneOrganism
DJTweeny: Hi lily
OneOrganism: howdy
lily: HI Tweeny
||||||||| Catherwood escorts NancyKat inside, makes a note of the time (8:46 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
lily: pardner
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
||||||||| 8:46 PM: Mista Bumpy jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
DJTweeny: Hi NancyKat, Bumby
NancyKat: Meow all...hanyone seen my hat and goat?
lily: and howdy pardnerettes
DJTweeny: Catherwood, do you have Nancy's hat and goat?
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside DJTweeny and yells "Stop typing gibberish, DJTweeny!"
DJTweeny: Catherweood, give Nancy her hat and goat
||||||||| Kelraith enters at 8:48 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Harper waltzes in at 8:48 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Catherwood, give Nancy her hat and goat
||||||||| Catherwood hands nancy her hat and goat.
lily: catherwood get this party started
||||||||| Catherwood gets this party started.
DJTweeny: Hi Kelraith, Harper
mahatma57: Good taste is timeless..
Harper: Hi DJT
NancyKat: MMMDoughnuts...
Kelraith: Ello
mahatma57: mmmm.. PI..
DJTweeny: New here, Kelraith?
NancyKat: b> Tweeny-Fangs...
||||||||| Outside, the 8:51 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving BrianThatIsCalledBrian coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Kelraith: Very new.
lily: welcooooooooooooome
DJTweeny: Hi Brian
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: Hello Dear Friends
DJTweeny: Yes indeed, welcome to the newcomers :)
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: New here too
mahatma57: Good times are tasteless..
NancyKat: Catherwood-Fangs...was looking for those...*dons said plus a long, multicolored scarf...*
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear NancyKat
Harper: Great music! :)
DJTweeny: Thanks :)
||||||||| Catherwood enters with RD350c close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:52 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
DJTweeny: Hi RD
mahatma57: "and then he threw his crew into the foaming sea at least a thousand miles from shore..."
RD350c: Hi Myron, first time caller, long time fan How bout dem stillers?
||||||||| 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 Headlight gets out at 8:53 PM.
||||||||| 8:54 PM: CeeJayHey jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies EWeston inside, makes a note of the time (8:54 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
lily: you better be good at floating
EWeston: Evinin Tweeney, Lily, and foks.
mahatma57: This is worker
CeeJayHey: This is a hep place, mang.
DJTweeny: Hi Headlight, CJ, EW
EWeston: Hi RD had parts of three of them things
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'L_Kelraith', just granted probation at 8:56 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| thirdofnever steals in around 8:56 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
L_Kelraith: Cell phone died
mahatma57: cout << if 6==9
DJTweeny: Hi L-Kelraith
||||||||| uh, clem bounds in at 8:56 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Hi clem
||||||||| cat 2 bounds in at 8:56 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Hi cat
mahatma57: uh, Clem
uh, clem: Howdy, fellow hopheads
cat 2: hi all
EWeston: I've been toad away
CeeJayHey: Juneau you are right, mang. This is the right place (the same place)
mahatma57: Mister President, how can I get a job?
EWeston: The old Same PLace
mahatma57: Napoleon III
OneOrganism: mmm (un)sane
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'mac cat', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:58 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
lily: lol
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:58 PM, dragging Mark by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
DJTweeny: Napoleon IV
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
NancyKat: DJTweeny...it's not Sunday! I love this song...My Grandma used to sing this all the time...
Harper: lol
DJTweeny: fun tine, and appropriate for our album tonight ;)
mahatma57: Louis XIII
||||||||| Beet sneaks in around 8:59 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
DJTweeny: Napoleon XIV, actually
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Nabby', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTweeny: Hi Beet, Nabby
Beet: Evenin' all
DJTweeny: Hi Mark
EWeston: Eek It's a Beet!
cat 2: good song for Not Insane
NancyKat: *Wants to learn how to basketweave...*
mahatma57: I never figured out Latin..
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 17, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Nabby: Jello each & every 1
Beet: hi EW
EWeston: I take my jello straight.
Nabby: Hey Beet & Tweeny
||||||||| "9:00 PM? 9:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Rogrr should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Rogrr enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
lily: pudin please
mahatma57: with a twist..
Beet: Howdy Nab
lily: pudding shots?
Nabby: mahat, EW, cat, lily, and and and!
EWeston: Works with voka
||||||||| 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 shoes for the dead plummets into the garden at 9:01 PM.
shoes for the dead: Howdy
EWeston: Evening shoes
Beet: Howdy shoes
Nabby: hi shoes
lily: rum and coconut pudding?
Beet: Hey lil
shoes for the dead: so long Johnny...................
EWeston: That could work. I like citris with rum
Nabby: aw yeah shoes
thirdofnever: I just found a 2-hr recording I made of the Firesign Theatre on Alan Handelman's radio show back from 1999
NancyKat: Caribou lou?
cat 2: 2 hrs of Firesign or a 2 hour show, third?
lily: you heard it here first pudding shots
mahatma57: Not to be torturing Me!!!
shoes for the dead: neat third
EWeston: Jiff him anodder cup full
Nabby: pudding shitz
||||||||| Catherwood leads Wombat in through the front door at 9:03 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Nabby: blech
lily: weel that number too
DJTweeny: Hi Wombat
NancyKat: *Doesn't know how well puddink and lick-her would go together...*
DJTweeny: lol Nabby
mahatma57: Not Insane!
EWeston: Carbonated pudding, now there's a idea. Not sure what kind of idea though
Nabby: hi wombat
mahatma57: Not Responsible!
Beet: Haven't heard this one in a while
Nabby: Not Insane!
CeeJayHey: Can you all get that from there?
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “NOT INSANE” - 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/firtheatnoti.html **'
RD350c: Bob and ray were on this?? I rember seeing it at PSU in 72?
shoes for the dead: one to store for later, EW
lily: everything goes with lick her
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
DJTweeny: I saw them do this live in D.C. was back when
EWeston: Air conditioning theoreticly is off?
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: Have it only on cassette, but lack a functioning cassette player!
CeeJayHey: So Fine.
mahatma57: "It's on, definitely.. Oh Don..."
Nabby: I haven't listened to this one in quite a while --thanks Tweeny
mahatma57: OK 30 second standby..
DJTweeny: Well, as you can see from the banner at the top of the page, it's now available on CD :)
NancyKat: lily...ahh...don't we all wish...lol...
EWeston: This was my first FST album, still have it
CeeJayHey: Ha!
DJTweeny: yw Nabby
DJTweeny: Yeah, I have the vinyl as well
Nabby: Xellent!
EWeston: Heavily grooved
mahatma57: Air conditioning theoretically is off.. Right?
Nabby: Trippin record
shoes for the dead: dope humor of the 70's
Beet: I heard a preview of this on WBCN in Boston before it first came out. Didn't really get it.
thirdofnever: WHAT IS HAPPENING
EWeston: Its still ticking
DJTweeny: Hi shoes, Rogrr
cat 2: i remember being quite dissappointed when it came out but it sounds better over the decades
CeeJayHey: 25 in the chat
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: May have to drop, my buffering is awful here...
EWeston: No chit?
shoes for the dead: le chat mort soap
DJTweeny: not too bad (25)
OneOrganism: 5 x 5, in the pipe
mahatma57: This is Worker..
DJTweeny: would like to see twice that regularly, though ;)
Nabby: I wasn't disappointed as such but I know what you mean cat
DJTweeny: we need to get the word out, folks!
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Beet: The guy playing it said "Something to do with Skapespeare"
EWeston: Shave before use shoes
Nabby: Word
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
CeeJayHey: Five Acts
shoes for the dead: yet he sails!!!
Beet: That's Shakespeare
OneOrganism: solid
mahatma57: Worker << sort out [audio stream]..
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “NOT INSANE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
cat 2: they did various versions of this
DJTweeny: Hey P
EWeston: La Poop due jue
Nabby: I love this stuff
Principalpoop: hey there
Nabby: Hey ppoop
cat 2: also a book
Beet: Greetings Poop
||||||||| 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 Beanie gets out at 9:09 PM.
Principalpoop: lapoop duedue
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: the poopster
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
DJTweeny: Hi Beanie
CeeJayHey: I can't understand a word he sez'?
Nabby: greets
EWeston: Da da rather
OneOrganism: all hands on deck
shoes for the dead: hey Poop
Principalpoop: he is speaking olde engliffh
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mark - dead from the yaws
||||||||| uh, clem - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Headlight - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Kelraith - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Mista Bumpy - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Beanie sneaks away to The Portrait Gallery...
CeeJayHey: Ooo, guests of Neptune . . .
shoes for the dead: Snatch!!
Principalpoop: salvidore da da?
cat 2: i always thought that was a reference to The Hobbit
mahatma57: "Be he ghost or goat or both.."
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: What's hap with our righteous speed?
NancyKat: Reminds me of the Hemlock Stones skit...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with yojimbo close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:10 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule.
EWeston: Earnst Da da, a cousin
CeeJayHey: Where?
DJTweeny: Hi yojimbo
Nabby: yeah Nancy there's a music to it
cat 2: Yo
shoes for the dead: i like this better than Anythyng
Principalpoop: or what you will, break wind break
Nabby: hiyo!
EWeston: Well that's retty confusing so far
OneOrganism: no sht
DJTweeny: lol
NancyKat: Nabby...a rhythm...
shoes for the dead: cassic
lily: great ride
Nabby: yes Nancy better way to put it
NancyKat: Rocococo...
CeeJayHey: Delicious.
Principalpoop: somebody else is rewatching the larry sands show with me
EWeston: With stuffed dog yes
BrianThatIsCalledBrian: ugh, I can't get the audio to last more than a couple seconds. Nice try, but maybe next time for me
NancyKat: With your mine in mind...underminding your claymore mines
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
||||||||| At 9:13 PM, BrianThatIsCalledBrian vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
CeeJayHey: fosfate.
EWeston: Luck Brian
shoes for the dead: is this off the radio show or another take?
Principalpoop: weird brian, try a different audio player perhaps
lily: I am listening on you tube
NancyKat: Nabby...whichever way you put it make sure it's secure? lol...
CeeJayHey: many audio players work.
Principalpoop: vlc, my video player grabbed it, and it works
Principalpoop: and now back to the game
mahatma57: Windows Media Player pops up for me on W7. Works for me..
EWeston: Is the game afoot, or other
Principalpoop: oh, i have 8.1, I am a bigger idiot than you...
lily: thanks
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Nabby: Zactly Nancy whew
DJTweeny: In your browser prefs, you can set what opens what
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
mahatma57: I'm 20 years behind the times..
EWeston: Put up a metric, or blush
Principalpoop: nancy drew what?
CeeJayHey: A Real Ghost!
Nabby: who isn't?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “NOT INSANE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
shoes for the dead: a conclusion
EWeston: She borrowed my blusher
DJTweeny: ** 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
mahatma57: Spotted Pants!!
NancyKat: PrincipalPoop-A quite abstract werewolf...
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
EWeston: Conclusion concussion, what's the dif?
Nabby: Mark Time flash goodie
Principalpoop: neither a borrower nor a blusher be
lily: hard hardey boys'
Nabby: I love pants
||||||||| Catherwood ushers pinholeF200 into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:17 PM, then departs.
EWeston: Hardley Ableson
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
Principalpoop: nancy drew does the hardy boys hehe
mahatma57: Heh heh..
lily: puppy uppers
CeeJayHey: Horny Goat Weed
Nabby: speed killz
pinholeF200: Hey, hi
EWeston: I just say that to get them in bed
Nabby: greets
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “NOT INSANE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
mahatma57: Edmund....
Principalpoop: edmundedmund
shoes for the dead: your cuplet runneth over
EWeston: Shut up Edmund!
||||||||| 9:19 PM: Porgy jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
mahatma57: Not Edmund, but Edmund!!
Principalpoop: paging mister tirebiter
EWeston: Lo Porg
Nabby: EW you nailed it
CeeJayHey: Bravo!
mahatma57: Gesuyndheidt!
pinholeF200: The sound of one hand clapping...avoid the clap
EWeston: I still have most of this album in my head, it won't leave
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:20 PM, dragging Rick Tirebiter by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
lily: totally flocked
||||||||| gpfandando tiptoes in around 9:20 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Nabby: the wall of masks!
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Ralph inside, makes a note of the time (9:20 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
mahatma57: La Bomba Chelter!
pinholeF200: Want to, you have to
Principalpoop: stop calling me frank, my name's adolph
Nabby: Flock University
EWeston: How do you do a fandando
cat 2: one of their funnier ads
lily: winnie
Nabby: cat is rite
NancyKat: EW-Very carfully...
Nabby: good old Flock U
EWeston: Artfully one hopes?
lily: ew you follow the beat
shoes for the dead: fandandos are easy
Principalpoop: do or go? a deer or pee?
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
mahatma57: Oh, Yeah..
CeeJayHey: Get down, get down mang!
cat 2: Steve Miller had a great fandango on one of his early albums
DJTweeny: Hi Porgy, Rick, fandando, Ralph
EWeston: I knew those deer were watching me
gpfandando: I've been a Fandango since 1974
mahatma57: You on't have to hock it Jim, Flock it!
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
lily: in the headlights
Nabby: there's more at the door
shoes for the dead: watching you pee?
EWeston: Any word of a fandingo?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “NOT INSANE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
Principalpoop: if you can recall 1974, you were not fully there
DJTweeny: **Side 2 - NOT RESPONSIBLE
cat 2: he moved to the dog star, weston
mahatma57: Where am I Walter? can you find me, Springhead?..
lily: good year
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
EWeston: The deer around here have interesting sex lives, but you have to watch out for the frogs
Nabby: Here we go
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
shoes for the dead: here we are takin the A train
EWeston: He's passing as canine again um
NancyKat: cat 2-Siriusly/
Principalpoop: into the yonder blue wild
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Harper - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| thirdofnever - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Wombat - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: gettin off at our f-stop
lily: watch out for the wormholes
EWeston: Or the wild blue widder
lily: all time is no time
mahatma57: They used the hell out of that Echoplex, didn't they..
Nabby: widdershins through the wormholes
shoes for the dead: anon
||||||||| Catherwood escorts thirdofnever into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:26 PM, then departs.
pinholeF200: the faster it does the much
DJTweeny: Hi third
EWeston: The count of Ah Ahhh
Nabby: hi thirdof
Nabby: EW 1500 points
EWeston: Don't bark your widdershins
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “NOT INSANE” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
||||||||| "9:27 PM? 9:27 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mr. Bark Bark should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mr. Bark Bark enters and sits on the divan.
mahatma57: I know a Duke of URL..
cat 2: ah, there's the dingo
DJTweeny: Hi Bark
Principalpoop: no fair, I was going to say that
Nabby: they sure did mahat
lily: whatever you do don't let your widdershins out
EWeston: He's got my shin arrg!
Mr. Bark Bark: Yap, yap, yap!
mahatma57: Your couplet runneth over..
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
Principalpoop: I used to be the widderist
Nabby: It's Mr. Bark
EWeston: No but my shin runs out
shoes for the dead: misdemeanor in this state, lily
Principalpoop: and check out those ankules
Nabby: miss who?
mahatma57: "Ssssssssssss... Eddie my love.."
lily: shoes, mister meaner everywhere
Nabby: applause
shoes for the dead: I don't miss her at all
Principalpoop: apple sauce
DJTweeny: ** 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!
EWeston: His smiles which fell like leaden farts upon the stage
lily: catherwood everywhere for everyone
||||||||| Catherwood ignores lily
Nabby: zoom zoom
mahatma57: "They have left me groatless.."
NancyKat: feonze...
EWeston: Why would I take a woman's word for that
lily: let it go
OneOrganism: somehow i picture them all giving the crowd the finger there
DJTweeny: catherwood, drop it
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside DJTweeny and mumbles "Someone mention my name?"
EWeston: Sext change one stage
Nabby: wow great classic bitz
mahatma57: Not Edmund, but.... Edmund!
shoes for the dead: swish swish
NancyKat: Geseundheit dankesheun...
EWeston: Edna or Edie
Principalpoop: radio swordplay
mahatma57: "Clank clank clank.."
Nabby: I hear renaissance fairs in there somewhere
cat 2: they really seemed to enjoy performing this on stage.
mahatma57: [SFX]
DJTweeny: Was the renaissance fair?
cat 2: ossman's wife was one of the founders of the ren.. fair. they performed at an early fair
DJTweeny: They do indeed, cat :)
NancyKat: Glen or Glenda, glenn gary glenn ross...
lily: a liilte expensive
Nabby: good point I don't know Tweeny
shoes for the dead: Martian Space Party
Nabby: very much so cat
Principalpoop: no no, those were started back in the 1400s I think
EWeston: A look back in angore, the true E woods Bio
Nabby: actually I do know Tweeny
pinholeF200: 1400, for you 1398
Principalpoop: oh oh oh what a guy
DJTweeny: lol pinhole
Beet: We all know Tweeny
Principalpoop: did the feudal system have sales tax?
shoes for the dead: even the NSA guy
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
mahatma57: "And noone's left to write an ending to this dumb-ass play..."
Beet: Hello to NSA guy
lily: HI NSA person of the week
Nabby: mooning the NSA again
Principalpoop: it could be a girl, ahh woman, ahh female thing
mahatma57: You take fast motor train??
shoes for the dead: they have to rotate them out
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
EWeston: Not to be crying NSA guy
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Elayne into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:36 PM, then departs.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
NancyKat: For two you get eggplantroll...
cat 2: Hi El
Principalpoop: yes we mentioned marx again, and mao, bingo
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
shoes for the dead: Elayne!
Nabby: greetings Elayne
Principalpoop: Hey E
lily: I'll stick my nose in it
Beet: howdy E
EWeston: Elayne g'day
cat 2: how are things in NYC?
mahatma57: [Gontg sound]
EWeston: Want kind of postage gets here from mars?
DJTweeny: Hey E
Principalpoop: the bar?
shoes for the dead: partial post?
Nabby: gong!
NancyKat: EW-RocketManMail?
EWeston: Maybe Zodiac Express
lily: no postage nessecary if mailed in ths solar system
mahatma57: ow , Everybody go away, come bak tomorrow.. "
Nabby: can you imagine actually writing this
EWeston: It is dowm hill from mars
lily: NO
Nabby: yes lily lol
mahatma57: "Like little flowers.."
shoes for the dead: do we have time to take fast trair?
EWeston: Supposedly we have the same temperature
Nabby: meant yes to prev
lily: yes yes
cat 2: Nabby, only if I were a member of the Firesign Theatre
pinholeF200: Wash brain of Jung guy?
shoes for the dead: Boxtops
Principalpoop: not to be torturing me
mahatma57: You are Fifth Guy..
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| thirdofnever - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Rick Tirebiter - dead from The Plague
||||||||| gpfandando - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: what?
Nabby: that would be awesome cat
EWeston: Extra brain bleach, no starch
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Yung Gy', just granted probation at 9:40 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
mahatma57: They all You!
Nabby: takin it easy
cat 2: the collage Tween is going to play was inspired by the idea of Dylan joining the Firesign theatre
NancyKat: Brad=nail...
mahatma57: There is also Glutomoto the Cheese Monster..
Principalpoop: famous author and riterary smart guy
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
EWeston: Roto Noto steps out and on
NancyKat: EW-Res...
pinholeF200: Do it in private and wash your hands afterward
DJTweeny: Hi Yung Gy
Elayne: Mahatmas, nowadays it's Glutomoto-Free for the diet conscious.
mahatma57: No Buddhist Writers!
Yung Gy: Keep it sweet Beet!
NancyKat: Onry environmental brainwash prease...
cat 2: When Tween played Nick Danger on chat a few weeks ago, it reminded me of the Dylan song Black Diamond Bay
Beet: What?
EWeston: I seldom wash somebody elses hands
mahatma57: Oh Roto, you some Atomic Guy!!
Nabby: I wash my hands of this affair
pinholeF200: How about feet?
Principalpoop: league of wing voters
cat 2: So I call the collage Black Danger Bay
shoes for the dead: or yards?
Nabby: I hear it's all about the rubbing
EWeston: For a price and a few exceptions...yes
mahatma57: The Morse Sugar Foundation..
Nabby: Walter's back, cool cat
EWeston: Expensive oils and uguents, and stuff
Principalpoop: do you charge more for extra toes?
lily: theraputic march
Nabby: I need unguent
Principalpoop: get a balm
shoes for the dead: i need stuff
EWeston: Unless cancerous there'r considered as a package
pinholeF200: Solid State University, Class of 69
lily: when I grow up I want to be a zoo
Nabby: of course you do lily
Principalpoop: you are half-way there hehe
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:45 PM, dragging Liver by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
EWeston: I post Doced at Plasma State
mahatma57: "Whre George Papoon's name is even now being put into consideration.."
DJTweeny: Hi Liver
NancyKat: Off with Atillas hun!
Liver: Did you know that livers can float?
lily: I can't teel yas how much I love to laugh
Nabby: liver is live
EWeston: Ah the Dread Liver
Liver: Hi DJ
pinholeF200: Better than Dread Lox
Principalpoop: Not my favorite organ but ok
shoes for the dead: liver is a liver
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone some onions
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone some onions.
EWeston: But a better movei presense
mahatma57: Let us launch the Pappoon baloon..
Nabby: I luv that u luv 2 laff
EWeston: Leggo the rope
pinholeF200: 50 ways to love your liver
Liver: I need to tune to the stream...give me a paws, please
NancyKat: Dread Pirate Salmon-Pinhole...
shoes for the dead: they're still warm!!!
Nabby: want to know my favorite organ?
NancyKat: MMM pearl?
Principalpoop: 50 shades of liver, wait that sound ewww
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
EWeston: As witten in the Kama liver
DJTweeny: lol Nabby
cat 2: Leroy?
shoes for the dead: B-3?
lily: nabby is it south
EWeston: Below the waterline
Nabby: it's e v e r y w h e r e
Principalpoop: OMG, I'm a DJ
Nabby: dang it shoes you nailed it!!
mahatma57: "Oh, you guys are soooo crazy.."
||||||||| Outside, the 9:47 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving thirdofnever coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Nabby: lol
OneOrganism: gold brick to the head
Liver: OK where's the darned Not Insane thingy I want to listen to?
EWeston: And a kiss to the ear
Liver: I know it's here somewhere
Nabby: what does it all mean?
shoes for the dead: Degraded Audio
NancyKat: OneOrganism-nyanya...
EWeston: It'll come around again liver in about an hour or so
pinholeF200: What you don't mean won't hurt you
cat 2: You just missed it liver
Nabby: yay Peter B
Principalpoop: Once there was a way to get back home
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
lily: its a pool full of penisisisis
Liver: It means I'm wet and without my FST fix!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
Principalpoop: viaduct
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
EWeston: But considering options
Nabby: I had penisitis once but just once
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
pinholeF200: Somebody should dick Cheney
lily: did someone kiss it and make it better? lol
shoes for the dead: hard to cure?
Liver: I remember being able to scroll back through the chats. Am I insane????
Nabby: that's how it's done lily
Principalpoop: I used to love bush
Nabby: no it's like Sleeping Beauty
cat 2: you can do that on Log, liver
lily: me too
Principalpoop: use the cheese log
pinholeF200: I love bush but not Bush
shoes for the dead: yes, but you can still scroll
EWeston: You should have a log spot on your screen Liver
Liver: This was easier last time. :-?
Nabby: you can do lots of things on a log
Nabby: yay cat!
cat 2: this is from EOBE
EWeston: But it'll never say I love you
shoes for the dead: or with a log
lily: grow mushrooms
Liver: ah...the log
NancyKat: Oboe...
Nabby: they make me feel oogy
cat 2: This is from Bergman's Digital Diner, 94 or 95
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
Liver: I must be misremembering.
OneOrganism: worm-infested hot cheese logs...
lily: can you taste the purple
Nabby: nice cuts cats
cat 2: the one Dylan lyric the Firesign used that I know of
shoes for the dead: do you miss remembering?
DJTweeny: Nice job, Cat :)
EWeston: Only after some seious drugs
Liver: now...how do I tap into the FST stream???
Principalpoop: purple microdots lordy lordy
Nabby: nice edits
DJTweeny: The links at the top of the page, Liver?
pinholeF200: You can wait here in the sitting room or you can sit here in the waiting room
Nabby: Owsley white lightning *shiver*
EWeston: There's a couple live links in the header area
lily: Principalpoop
EWeston: Mamamammescolin!
Principalpoop: happy trails to us
mahatma57: Oh, you may remember her as Nancy..
Elayne: We're all live-linked here. That's what chat's all aboutl
Nabby: oooh trailss....
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Yung Gy - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| yojimbo - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
lily: needs must be met
shoes for the dead: peyote
EWeston: And one tricky fyord
Elayne: We're pretty much all live links on this bus.
Liver: all I'm seeing is The Waiting Room population. Did I have too much tequila?
Nabby: the walls are...breathing
NancyKat: Yeeeeessssss? lol...
Liver: OH
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
CeeJayHey: Mrs. Haver
Liver: WAIT!!
Elayne: Definitely, Liver. Below the population and above the conversation lies the live link zone.
Liver: There it is!!
lily: liver I see you
NancyKat: Te-kill-ya...
Elayne: Woo hoo!
Nabby: big twist
Liver: [how did y'all do that?]
Principalpoop: I have low T, not many needs anymore
EWeston: Radar vision cutting out?
Elayne: I've always wondered how we make our voices do that.
Nabby: big twist and the mellow fellows
lily: took the money and run with the taylot
||||||||| Catherwood escorts upsutfuddles in through the front door at 9:56 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
EWeston: Take the mummy and run
DJTweeny: Hi fuddles
Elayne: Ah Lily, always nice to hear an Allan Sherman refererence.
Principalpoop: ahh canadian
lily: we remember
Elayne: And thanks for the earworm of My Zelda.
DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm Eastern
mahatma57: "Never mind, take my hand.. follow me.."
shoes for the dead: Ah Canadian
Nabby: I think I used to remember
Liver: Now I am at home. [smile]
Principalpoop: mudda and fadda
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
lily: I am old
Liver: Hi, gang! :-)
EWeston: In good company Lily
Elayne: Lily, we're all (well, almost all) well past the half-century mark on this hat.
Elayne: Chat
Elayne: Or hat, either way
Liver: Me too , lily
pinholeF200: Genuine factory air conditioned air from our genuine factory air conditioned factory
mahatma57: "My fellow American.."
DJTweeny turns 60 Sunday
lily: I love it here can we do this more often
Elayne: Some of us are even havingsex with our hats.
Elayne: Happy early milestone, Tween!
cat 2: happy birthdya, tween
Nabby: I know I am
Liver: tmi elayne
Nabby: barthy hippday Tweeny
DJTweeny: Thanks folks :)
Principalpoop: yes happy birthday, one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel tween
EWeston: Youngster, have a good birthday
Elayne: What album was "sex with my hat" from? One of the more recent ones...
Beet: HBD Tween. Our one true hero
L_Kelraith: happy bday!
lily: Happy happu tweeny welcome I just got here
shoes for the dead: good deal Tween
Nabby: great cat thanks!!
Nabby: oh man Tweeny great choice
NancyKat: *Tips hat to tweeny8
EWeston: The millinial piece Lily
Principalpoop: I used to have this book
NancyKat: Am past the quarter century mark...
mahatma57: I think I'll stay..
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “A CHILD’S GARDEN OF GRASS” - 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.amazon.com/Childs-Garden-Grass-Various-Artists/dp/B0001MMGM2 **'
cat 2: My next project is blending Zappa's Billy the Mountain with Firesign. I'm calling it Billville the Mountain
Nabby: waiting for Andy & Virginia
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWeston: It ran away?
Elayne: Boom Dot Bust, EWeston?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “A CHILD’S GARDEN OF GRASS” at >> http://hippy.com/modules.php?name=Reviews&rop=showcontent&id=348
mahatma57: Oh, crap..
Liver: A child's garden...I never knew this was a ...well you know, Wow
shoes for the dead: sounds fun cat2
EWeston: Nope that was the one after
Nabby: oh it is lover it is
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
Nabby: lol cat
Liver: I had this on vynl ...I think
OneOrganism: annihilated...
NancyKat: Yes...fangs Cat, am looking forward to future endevors...
EWeston: Radio Now?
Nabby: Floydian script?
OneOrganism: damned kids
Nabby: damn it
Rufus_T_Firetween: from AllMusic.com - http://www.allmusic.com/album/release/a-childs-garden-of-grass-mr0001121371
mahatma57: Spot on..
Mr. Bark Bark: Oops, time to walk the dog, if you know what I mean...
Nabby: the secret is micronutrients
EWeston: And fry it, or self fry
Principalpoop: woof woof
shoes for the dead: dam nit
Nabby: be very very nice
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'phineas', just granted probation at 10:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Nabby: was that Proctor?
EWeston: knats have class
Nabby: "become a narcotics officer"
cat 2: only Bergman is on this
Liver: Healp!!! I think I'm stuck on the other side!
pinholeF200: How about a nice blue moss?
Nabby: be careful liver lover
DJTweeny: Hi phineas
shoes for the dead: other side of what?
EWeston: Learn Chinese till we get there
Principalpoop: even methodists
lily: how do know there are grooves on the other side
Nabby: sure sounded like Procmer.... but cool cat
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm Eastern
cat 2: one of the fabulous furry freak bros?
NancyKat: mmmmpotcookies....
Liver: Deeths breaply...It's OK I'm back. [whew!]
Nabby: kick & rush
NancyKat: I was methodist once....
Nabby: you smoke it and you get high
pinholeF200: I thought Rush's dope was Oxycontin.
Nabby: only once tho
DJTweeny: rough time, eh Liver?
Elayne: I like you, Liver - do stick around in the weeks to come!
shoes for the dead: kush and rush
EWeston: I'll unlimber the casimere mobilus wrench and chack
Elayne: I thought Rush's dope was Karl Rove.
Liver: some days are better than others
cat 2: this is bergman
DJTweeny: for sure, cat
Liver: no, this is bergman
Nabby: funny bit
EWeston: Canned ham is a heavy monkey
Beet: Gradual to the point of suddenly "realizing" one has been stoned for 15-20 minutes already. I enjoyed that.
DJTweeny: hehe
Nabby: suryeah beet
Nabby: blink
Liver: thanx Elayne I be in and out. I like this place. It reeks of Firesign flavor! :-)
lily: you do 15 - 20 years?
EWeston: If its drugs your after let the old docter give a hand
pinholeF200: Are they making Twinkies again?
DJTweeny: Sounds like Ossman is in there somewhere
Nabby: yeah
Elayne: That it does, Liver. And we just had it cleaned, along with the Winter Palace!
Beet: yes on the Twinkies
Nabby: Ossman I mean
Nabby: yes Twinkies are back
cat 2: I don't know "reeks." I think it has a delicate aroma
EWeston: Yes I remember when they appeared in NW Montana, never touched one
lily: pinhole I laugh
Principalpoop: look at when things were invented, doritos, jack in the box, mountain dew
lily: devil dogs
DJTweeny: That's Ossman
Nabby: pot grass weed
shoes for the dead: the pedastals are sanitary
DJTweeny: so, definitely Bergman & Ossman
EWeston: Concentrated suger in all kinds of forms
pinholeF200: It all means the same thing
Nabby: and Procster perhaps
Beet: Best Cherry pie ever
Nabby: What does it all mean?
lily: we ain't here forever
shoes for the dead: What?
EWeston: And if we ever find that thing, there'll some hard questions
Liver: afk
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| upsutfuddles - dead from measles
||||||||| RD350c - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Porgy - dead from The Plague
||||||||| thirdofnever - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Liver: actually af...monitor
EWeston: Warf?
shoes for the dead: woof?
Principalpoop: oh yeah, it makes us forgetful too
lily: Captian
Nabby: Andy & Virginia!
EWeston: Reef Hooo!
lily: the reef of reef
cat 2: sounds like mutt & smutt
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “A CHILD’S GARDEN OF GRASS” at >> http://hippy.com/modules.php?name=Reviews&rop=showcontent&id=348
Nabby: lol
Liver: OK I'm back...what'd I miss?
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
Nabby: longggg time?
shoes for the dead: refer to reefer
mahatma57: Where is B-b-b-Burbra..
Nabby: beat the reefer
Beet: missing your liver
EWeston: Next door to the Danger Reef Bar, and grill
lily: yAw
pinholeF200: What was one, is nothing
Beet: room changing from white to yellow
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Liver: Crap! My keepers are here. Dammit, I have to go.
EWeston: One is hard to digitize
Nabby: obey the keepers
cat 2: bummer, liver
lily: next wee k liver
DJTweeny: See you next time, Liver
Beet: are you in a dungeon
DJTweeny: have a great week
Nabby: it is the will of Landru
Nabby: night Liver
EWeston: Throw them a Halibut and make a break.
shoes for the dead: keep the obeyers
DJTweeny: lol
Beet: see you next time, liver
Liver: g'nite surfers watch for Chinese people!!
Nabby: yeah what he said
lily: I used to be in a dungeon did it in feecees
lily: sorry
Nabby: icro --one worki--g?
EWeston: As an interior design motiff, it has limitations
Nabby: hungupedness
pinholeF200: It's just this little chromium switch here
DJTweeny: "What's all this I hear about endangered feces?"
shoes for the dead: groove damage!
Nabby: moose poop
NancyKat: Pinhole-those people are SOOO superstitious....
OneOrganism: manos, the hands of fate
Nabby: there I said it
EWeston: Not disgruntled fleas then?
Beet: maybe exstinked
shoes for the dead: that's engendered feces Tween
EWeston: Its all related then
lily: Beet cat 2 DJTweeny EWeston Liver mahatma57 Nabby pinholeF200 Principalpoop Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead you folks are grand
Nabby: Catherwood pinch a loaf
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Nabby and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Nabby!"
Elayne: I'm afraid my time's up for this week. See you next Thursday, all!
DJTweeny: you remember the old SNL skits with Radner?
Nabby: Well...
DJTweeny: Bye E
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:17 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Nabby: Night Elayne
cat 2: ok el. be well
Beet: See ya E
NancyKat: BBElayne....
EWeston: Bubie Elayne
pinholeF200: So rock me and roll me,
pinholeF200: till I'm sick
Nabby: om
shoes for the dead: ohm
EWeston: Anf roll me in fresh flower and cinominn
Nabby: ding ding
lily: Beet cat 2 DJTweeny EWeston mahatma57 Nabby pinholeF200 Principalpoop Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead I am pit till we laugh again thanks
NancyKat: Welll, must attach the child to the handcart, 'til next week, Dear friends!
pinholeF200: Range!
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
lily: bye
EWeston: Improvise it Nancy
cat 2: by nancy and lily
Nabby: take care & stay groovy lily
shoes for the dead: bt lily
Beet: That's your last chant, cowboy
lily: groovy
Nabby: say goodnight Nancy
EWeston: Lily yow, and g'by
pinholeF200: See ya lily
DJTweeny: Bye lily, have a great week :)
Nabby: groovy
DJTweeny: Bye NancyKat
Beet: See you next week lily
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
pinholeF200: Owaaaaa TeGeus IAM
Beet: on yaliman
Nabby: we used to chant this lol
Beet: one yellowman
EWeston: Hold onto this electrode
DJTweeny: yipes! @ seig heil
cat 2: Sig Freud
pinholeF200: Seek Freud
shoes for the dead: watt?
EWeston: Sieg Freud!
OneOrganism: pink floyd
EWeston: Ampere watt?
Nabby: fnord
Principalpoop: best luck all
shoes for the dead: ohm watt amp
Beet: ah the munchies
OneOrganism: (we all hear it differently, no?)
DJTweeny: Bye P
EWeston: Bye Pooper say hi to the dog
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
pinholeF200: Watt am dat
||||||||| At 10:23 PM, Principalpoop vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Nabby: night night ppoop
cat 2: by poop
Beet: where did Poop go?
EWeston: The useless tube or tool from heaven
shoes for the dead: i yam watt i yam
EWeston: A power so great that it can only be used for good or evil
Nabby: hey myron was awesome but i prefer whoopee john
EWeston: Whose got the jam?
Nabby: ooh gotta reverse that
Beet: Can you play "Lady of Spain"
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Rogrr - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| phineas - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: far out
shoes for the dead: you Must be from Minn. Nabby
EWeston: My Spainish Suitcase
Nabby: Zactly shooes : )
EWeston: Can you cut in during a waltz for three people
shoes for the dead: only if you have one leg
Nabby: http://youtu.be/V3x-VdywEcw
cat 2: sake is good
Beet: Can you take your clothes off please?
EWeston: Slip into this nearly clean sheet
Beet: lol EW
EWeston: Lips! she said lips!
pinholeF200: sheet into this nearly clean slip
||||||||| Catherwood leads APSound inside, makes a note of the time (10:29 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
EWeston: Andolecents are exploding everywhere
Beet: I remember now
Nabby: sorry shoes I sorta misread what you said but yes
DJTweeny: Hi APSound
DJTweeny: you're a bit late ;)
Nabby: did they hang that Athenian yet?
DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm Eastern
Nabby: Hi APS
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “A CHILD’S GARDEN OF GRASS” at >> http://hippy.com/modules.php?name=Reviews&rop=showcontent&id=348
EWeston: Yes and he was in the last zombie movie
DJTweeny: sot sure this is suitable for children lol
Beet: Now I got the Bang, uh, Hang of it
DJTweeny: *not sure
EWeston: Snot here
shoes for the dead: vinyl sex
mahatma57: "Oh baby, just keep doing that"..
EWeston: I'm curious, but yellow
Nabby: frog snot
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
||||||||| 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 live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and listen to my show archives at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow'
Nabby: there I said it
pinholeF200: Now all the way down the dial, sugar
EWeston: He's just hiding
DJTweeny: Would love to see you folks at my Sunday show :)
Beet: little Phlegmish village of Gotter Dam
shoes for the dead: stick quiz
cat 2: reminds me of the stoned football scene from the Doonesbury tv show
OneOrganism: hard liquor and handgun night - not for the timid
Beet: These announcers can't possibly be stoned
EWeston: How bout stand on a thousanf foot cliff on acid
DJTweeny: playing Find Your Foot lol
Nabby: hand liquor and hardgun night is touch and go as well
pinholeF200: My aperture is closing, CU dudes and dudettes next week, the 38th of Cunegonde
EWeston: Funnycar walnut
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
cat 2: ok pinhole
shoes for the dead: by pin
Beet: open your aperture again sometime
EWeston: Or the next millinium, later pin
Nabby: weirdly bizarre
cat 2: thanks again, tween
Nabby: great time Tweeny
shoes for the dead: thanks Tween!!!
Beet: This has been a good one. Thanks again, Tween, Nite all.
EWeston: Always up for Not Insane, later all
OneOrganism: fun stuff
Beet: Happy Birthday again
cat 2: next week, all
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
||||||||| cat 2 departs at 10:38 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
DJTweeny: Thanks :)
Nabby: take cate beet and cat and shoes and Tweeny OneO
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
Nabby: cab't typo
OneOrganism: later nabs
Nabby: night night!!
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| APSound - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| NancyKat - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| lily - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Liver - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| DJTweeny is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:41 PM.
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween leaves at 10:41 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..."
||||||||| dude bounds in at 10:50 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ralph - dead from the common cold
||||||||| pinholeF200 - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| mahatma57 - dead from measles
||||||||| OneOrganism - dead from jaundice
||||||||| EWeston - dead from jaundice
||||||||| L_Kelraith - dead from The Plague
||||||||| mac cat - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Beet - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Nabby - dead from The Plague
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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.
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| CeeJayHey - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| godknowsheknows sneaks in around 11:40 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| godknowsheknows - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 Don G. O'Vanni falls out at 12:05 AM.
Don G. O'Vanni: Sorry I missed tonight's album and chat. So it's forward into the passsst...
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Outside, the 3:15 AM uptown bus from Dallas pulls away, leaving thirdofnever coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| It's 3:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| thirdofnever - dead from jaundice
||||||||| 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
Bightrethighrehighre
BrianThatIsCalledBrian
cat 2
CeeJayHey
DJTweeny
Don G. O'Vanni
Elayne
EWeston
George Stevens
gpfandando
Harper
Kelraith
lily
Liver
L_Kelraith
mahatma57
Mista Bumpy
Mr. Bark Bark
Nabby
NancyKat
OneOrganism
pinholeF200
Principalpoop
RD350c
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
thirdofnever
uh, clem
Yung Gy
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://hippy.com/modules.php?name=Reviews&rop=showcontent&id=348
http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/firtheatnoti.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
http://www.allmusic.com/album/release/a-childs-garden-of-grass-mr0001121371
http://www.amazon.com/Childs-Garden-Grass-Various-Artists/dp/B0001MMGM2
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://youtu.be/V3x-VdywEcw



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