A Firesign Chat
07/24/2014




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 24, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts gds in through the front door at 6:57 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Around 6:58 PM, gds walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'DJTweeny', just granted probation at 7:29 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET **'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:16 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule.
||||||||| 8:21 PM: Govslugwell 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 Slugwell
DJTweeny: streams go up at half-past the hour, music 5 minutes or so after that
Govslugwell: Hey. I chat, therefore I am.
DJTweeny: an axion of nature
Govslugwell: Axi..um.
DJTweeny: Watch Out For That Axiom, Eugene
||||||||| 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) **'
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mr. Motion close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:31 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule.
Mr. Motion: Braaaaahhhh Motion is here people have no fear!
DJTweeny: Mister Motion!
Mr. Motion: b> Tweeny Siup?
Govslugwell: Dr. Fear.
Mr. Motion: Moi?
DJTweeny: It be time to visit The Black Hole
Govslugwell: Wholistically.
DJTweeny: but first a little Space/Time music
Govslugwell: No, oh moi! oh moir! oh moir!
Mr. Motion: Rock on Tweeny.
DJTweeny: Yes will verily rock a bit after Al Stewart
Mr. Motion: I should have brought me theme music,it's all digital in here!
DJTweeny: After HTF, the Mark Time episodes from the XM Radio series
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music (Space & Time - 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) **'
Mr. Motion: Ah thats better!
DJTweeny: enjoy :)
||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM uptown bus from Pennsylvania pulls away, leaving MDESTINY coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi Destiny
Mr. Motion: Howdie Mdestiny
MDESTINY: Helloooo
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Mr. Motion: Buy the DJ a beer on me!
MDESTINY: first time, what are you streaming?
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone a Bear Whiz Beer
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a bear whiz beer.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Timeghost close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:47 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
DJTweeny: music, at the moment, Destiny
Mr. Motion: It'ss in the water, that's why it's yellow!
DJTweeny: then a FST material at the top of the hour
DJTweeny: Hi Timeghost
||||||||| 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: *then FST material
MDESTINY: I am hearing YES
||||||||| Catherwood enters with General Dysfunction close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule.
DJTweeny: Yes you do :)
DJTweeny: Hello General
General Dysfunction: Fun music tweeny!
Mr. Motion: GD S'up?
DJTweeny: thanks :)
Timeghost: Hello, all.
General Dysfunction: Dear friends happy to be back
||||||||| Outside, the 8:50 PM bus from Billville pulls away, leaving EWeston coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: good to have you, General
DJTweeny: Hi EW
General Dysfunction: hello EW
Mr. Motion: EW!
EWeston: Evenin Tweeney, Ferburgers, amal groatakes, Army Doctors
||||||||| 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!"
General Dysfunction: yum
Mr. Motion: I'll have what he's having!
General Dysfunction: thankful am i, this side of thestate is not so much on fire anymore
MDESTINY: What's the topic tonight?
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'BigDave', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:52 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
DJTweeny: Fire is good when it is in a fireplace
DJTweeny: Hi BigDave
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Mr. Motion: BD g'day!
General Dysfunction: yes sir it is indeed
EWeston: I've got some Mother Baker Deep Dish Sheep Dip Cherrystone Pie, And am not afraid
DJTweeny: yipes
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:53 PM and lily waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hi lily
General Dysfunction: not insane?
Mr. Motion: Sweet Lilly
||||||||| Catherwood leads Mudhead into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:54 PM, then departs.
EWeston: Lily an Dave How do you do
lily: Hey folks
DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead
BigDave: Tnhanks Catherwood. Just roll another bomber and leave it on the sidetable.
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to BigDave and says "My ears are burning..."
Mudhead: Evening all
EWeston: Mudster
MDESTINY: Just shared the link on my fb group
Mr. Motion: MH S'up?
General Dysfunction: hey mud
lily: BigDave DJTweeny EWeston General Dysfunction MDESTINY Mr. Motion Mudhead Timeghost helllllo
BigDave: Shoes for industry
EWeston: Un hiyah
Mudhead: How do you do what?
EWeston: Cat comendeered the keyboard to throw up
General Dysfunction: not again
Mr. Motion: Bummer EW!
General Dysfunction: always has to be in that special place
EWeston: He likes his greens, usually on the carpet
MDESTINY: Helloooo Lily :)
lily: sticky icky keys
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cat', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:57 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
EWeston: I dip it after usually
DJTweeny: Hey cat
MDESTINY: Dishnuts ands caffee
General Dysfunction: hi cat, how are you with keyboards
cat: hi all
||||||||| Catherwood ushers dude into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:58 PM, then departs.
EWeston: In tiny cups, chashed by ketteh, Yow cat!
BigDave: Firefox addons giving me fits. Signing off and seeing if safari is any betther
||||||||| 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!"
DJTweeny: Hi dude
Mr. Motion: Dude!
DJTweeny: OK Dave
dude: hello and thank you for the stream
DJTweeny: Yeah, you need scripting enabled for this chat
||||||||| Catherwood escorts cat 2 in through the front door at 8:59 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
BigDave: Kept telling it to. Pooters...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 24, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
General Dysfunction: yay!
MDESTINY: oh yeah!
EWeston: They's infiltrating... the cats. They're very good at it too.
cat: ok, got sound on mac
DJTweeny: kitteh everywhere!
BigDave: more sugar
General Dysfunction: love this song
DJTweeny: one of my favorites as well
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
||||||||| 9:00 PM: shoes for the dead 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 shoes
shoes for the dead: Howdy
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
EWeston: We're shoed, again.
shoes for the dead: shod
Mudhead: That marching band at it again eh?
General Dysfunction: walked a mile in his i think
EWeston: Facing off with The Norman Chubbynuckle Chior
Mudhead: smoked a mile in his shoes
||||||||| 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: P shod or A shod?
General Dysfunction: ha mud ';)
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dr. No in through the front door at 9:04 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi Dr. No
Mudhead: a major compliment eh General?
||||||||| 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!"
General Dysfunction: Oh No
MDESTINY: link for the fs stream again?
DJTweeny: not former Congressman Paul, are you? ;)
DJTweeny: top of the page
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
cat: No high doctors?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Beet in through the front door at 9:04 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
EWeston: No shoes Doctor
Beet: Evenin' all. Happy Thursday chat night.
Mudhead: harrow
EWeston: Hey Beet
lily: hibeet
||||||||| "9:05 PM? 9:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits on the divan.
shoes for the dead: hi Beet
Beet: 'lo EW
Beet: Hi shoes
Mudhead: Solid coffee Tweeny!
EWeston: Uh o He's early
Beet: Hey lil
shoes for the dead: and Poop!
General Dysfunction: hi beet
cat: How Time is one of mine
Beet: Evening General
Mudhead: Who?
Principalpoop: what?
EWeston: Der Pooper
||||||||| 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!"
Beet: cat what do you mean "one of mine"?
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “HOW TIME FLYS” - 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/daoshowtifl.html **'
lily: where?
shoes for the dead: coulda swore I h....eard this Sunday on a birthday show
cat: oh, you have this already, tween.
||||||||| Dr. No rushes off, saying "9:07 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
EWeston: In how's movie?
General Dysfunction: over there!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and Lil steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hi Lil
cat: my favret firesign albums
Lil: Hi gang
Mudhead: I hear the marching band warming up
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
lily: hi lil
EWeston: Head for the horizon and surround it!
cat: i got this from fire archivist michael packer in the 90s
Mr. Motion: Lil!
Beet: Howdy Lil
General Dysfunction: ding dong of doom
Mudhead: I think its Ohio State Marching band
Principalpoop: man will prevail
shoes for the dead: good find, cat
Mudhead: Followed by the floats and balloons
cat: this is the best firesign review i've ever found
MDESTINY: THey all come back an inch longer
Mudhead: Theres the Mark Time float
shoes for the dead: what is state marching?
lily: we all float
Mudhead: Panorama Land 2000 Tribute
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Govslugwell - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: deja vu, helplessly hoping
||||||||| 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 pinholeF200 disembarks at 9:10 PM.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:10 PM and late as usual, it's Or live with it, just back from Gig Harbor."
Mudhead: Theres the Bozo balloon
lily: hoovers nearby
||||||||| Ralph sneaks in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
General Dysfunction: we all float down there
Principalpoop: honk honk
||||||||| 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: Hi Pinhole, OLWI
Mudhead: His orange hair almost striking the buildings along the route
cat: we're all bozos on this balloon
DJTweeny: Hi Ralph
lily: that sucked
Beet: b> Tweeny!
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Principalpoop: a government tweeny
Ralph: hi there howdy how do ya do
General Dysfunction: inflatable tweeny?
Mudhead: and his oversize shoes dragging on the yellow line along the route
shoes for the dead: don't suck the baloons
||||||||| 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 Goldengun13 disembarks at 9:12 PM.
Ralph: i prefer to blow them up myself
DJTweeny: Hi Beet :)
DJTweeny: Hi Goldengun
Mudhead: b> Tweenys on the float, selling solid coffee
lily: we are outta helium
Principalpoop: use argon
lily: coffe bricks
Or live with it: I said live it!
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone some solid coffee
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone some solid coffee.
Mudhead: get this guy on the radio, hes full of hot air
EWeston: No more speeking in squeeky voice?
cat: this is amazingly prescient for 1973
Goldengun13: Hello, Dear Friends!
cat: hi 13
EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Principalpoop: i prefer purient to prescient
Mr. Motion: Solid coffee, your grounded now, got the real thing bubbling on the flash!
shoes for the dead: no, speaking like a pirate
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
General Dysfunction: hi gg13
Mudhead: almost like the acid trips they took showed them the future
Ralph: that is splitting hairs, wouldn't you sayu
Principalpoop: like mixing rabbits and oranges
lily: you are what you eat
EWeston: It ain't easy splittin hares
Principalpoop: everything from soup to nuts
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
pinholeF200: What is half of infinity? Is that infinity too?
General Dysfunction: orrbitts
lily: two
||||||||| "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!"
Ralph: do not see me rabbit
Principalpoop: 40, maybe 41
shoes for the dead: no. it's infi
MDESTINY: skiffy haha
shoes for the dead: or nity
Mudhead: not 42
EWeston: Its reaching right to touch your left ear, and getting half way there
Principalpoop: or infi
Ralph: do you mean half in the arithmetic or logarithmic sense
MDESTINY: nice
EWeston: Hook the electrods accross it and get hifi
pinholeF200: Yes
Or live with it: Half infinity is between zero & one, the rest of infinity is between one & infinity. Or somewhere else.
lily: bone surfing
General Dysfunction: check with newton and copernicus
Principalpoop: the mobius band, and that guy with the hand drawing a hand
||||||||| "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!"
Beet: Opinion:? Any piece of infinity is still infiniy.
Ralph: My, how time flys
EWeston: Half way to infinity is proton size
Principalpoop: beet is part of infinity and so he is infinite
shoes for the dead: my mobius has ants mraching
MDESTINY: all for the static universe..
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:18 PM and late as usual, it's doublebarker, just back from Baltimore."
Beet: Thank you
EWeston: Before of after digestion
pinholeF200: No wonder I flunked calculus at Morse Science High
Mudhead: its not a white hole
lily: beet split is be et
DJTweeny: Hi barker
lily: theraputic marching
Beet: et or be eten
Or live with it: I'd rather not be et, I think.
Ralph: The Future Fair! A fare for all, and no fair to anybody!
General Dysfunction: ha
EWeston: Ok Lily run that up the flagpole and see who faints
shoes for the dead: be or be beaten
Principalpoop: i like holes, usually
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing '''Bob''', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
doublebarker: derisively? oh my!
Rufus_T_Firetween: Harry Shearer and Wolfman Jack on this recording :)
DJTweeny: Hi Bob
Principalpoop: goodness
lily: just don't lock your knees
Ralph: oooh thanks for the link Rufus, but DON'T click it just now
EWeston: Gary Owens too
General Dysfunction: oh laugh in
DJTweeny: the cast list is in the liner notes (see above link)
doublebarker: I've listened to Mark Time countless times. Which character was Harry Shearer?
shoes for the dead: but someone might steal them
Or live with it: From Laugh In? Cool...
cat: the years in your ears
''Bob'': Hi Tweeny!
DJTweeny: >>doublebarker: I've listened to Mark Time countless times. Which character was Harry Shearer << The Years In Your Ears
doublebarker: Years in your ears was prophetic is some parts.
Principalpoop: a whole new meaning to oral satisfaction
EWeston: I'll always remember one of his punch lines from LN :That's a fine howdo you do!
doublebarker: He was bill houseafire?
Mr. Motion: Wasn't that something?
Mudhead: Stop shaking me!
pinholeF200: How about an oral history of sex
Principalpoop: How does time fly?
General Dysfunction: with a wing and a prayer
lily: on fairy wings
DJTweeny: Yes, barker
cat: harry's still on fire
EWeston: Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banna
Beet: by the seat of its pants
Principalpoop: music circuit IN
doublebarker: Fruit flies like a banana.
shoes for the dead: time flys like an arrow, fruit flys like a bananna
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
pinholeF200: But we won't weigh 'em
Principalpoop: no more calls we have a winner
shoes for the dead: damn echo!
||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni sashays in at 9:23 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cat: so do chimps. cigars too.
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Nabby', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:23 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
EWeston: There but for a missspelling
DJTweeny: Hi Don
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby
doublebarker: Thank you Tweeny
General Dysfunction: memory test!
EWeston: Nabberon
cat: groucho seems almost simian in some roles
Principalpoop: memory test nabby
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
lily: issue this
shoes for the dead: hey Nabby
Beet: Hi Nab
Don G. O'Vanni: Hi there Everyone.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
EWeston: Hey Don, still proud?
lily: use your scars for good
Mr. Motion: Rufus T where can I get Lawyers Hospital?
Nabby: Hi Tweeny shoes EW ppoop Beet & all
DJTweeny: Out Of Print, pretty sure :/ Lemme check
Don G. O'Vanni: Yes I still represent the Musical Heritage Surplus Club of HK.
BigDave: laugh dot com should have it
Principalpoop: i don't have any scars, but i can give yah a cigarette
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
doublebarker: lol poop
shoes for the dead: no chew?
Nabby: Love Ossman's HTF but I can't stay -- late meeting tonight
Principalpoop: all the hits, all the time
Mr. Motion: Nope I have everything there.
EWeston: I saw the piece once, It was memerable
Nabby: So take care all & be groovy!
lily: thanks for the funny cig poop
Nabby: whoops away!
Principalpoop: that joke is so old, it has whiskers on it
EWeston: By Nabby
||||||||| 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!"
cat: if time is a loop, you can visit us anytime, nabby
Rufus_T_Firetween: http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=lh - yes, you'll have to check Amazon and eBay to find a copy
General Dysfunction: by nabby
Don G. O'Vanni: P! E! P-E-P!
Principalpoop: ok nabby
Mudhead: ciao Nabby
Beet: We like drop-ins too
MDESTINY: thank you rufus
General Dysfunction: failure failure
||||||||| Catherwood leads kuvin in through the front door at 9:27 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Rufus_T_Firetween: yw :)
DJTweeny: Hi kuvin
lily: I'd be your sherpa
Principalpoop: cruising down the river
kuvin: hullo
pinholeF200: Can we emit time from the loop pool?
Goldengun13: By a great Aye-Talian composer!
EWeston: That sherpa was never meant to be a sailor
Mudhead: yeah, thats Shearer
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Don G. O'Vanni: He's dead now but lives on...
Mudhead: Harry?
pinholeF200: Shearer was in the pilot for Leave It to Beaver
General Dysfunction: the 50's, and there was einstein winding down
EWeston: But if you were to ask for them they'd think you were crasy
lily: on the broccoli network
Goldengun13: Glorious stereo hi-fi!
cat: quite a career, pin
shoes for the dead: too jung to be a j.d.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
lily: got it set to 11
Don G. O'Vanni: I didn't know there were any leafheads left in the world.
doublebarker: Just for fun..Doublebarker's first name is Dexter. I based him loosely on Ralph Spoilsport. "Doublebarker Dodge Plymouth and Subaru with outlets in Dumfries, Dale City and Woodbridge."
Principalpoop: the silver 70s
EWeston: That jung has been seen too close to too many necks
Beet: is it possible to be too Jung?
MDESTINY: David Ossman's 1973 "hi-fi sci-fi" adventure How Time Flys is set in the world of 1999. Mark Time, interstellar traveler, returns to Earth after a 20-year journey, with some compelling holographic video. Expecting a hero's welcome, he finds he's been all but forgotten and battles to protect his video from sinister forces. Meanwhile, a pesky black hole threatens to mangle time and tide. Among the voice talent featured on this album are fellow Firesign members Phil Proctor and Peter Bergman.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Harry Shearer - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Shearer
pinholeF200: Beet-only if you reverse your birth...
EWeston: Anything past fertilized egg works for me
Beet: been trying
Rufus_T_Firetween: No one can replace Bergman, but if they need a 4th for a project, Harry would be my recommendation
||||||||| 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."
Principalpoop: the naked 90s
EWeston: The ultimate self help regreme?
lily: thye don't dye for that
shoes for the dead: sunkorunsenyen
cat: hes harry would work splendidly with them.
doublebarker: With a flat top and his choice of newspapers!
pinholeF200: Bad prediction on the infernal combustion engine
cat: yes
Don G. O'Vanni: Aw, reet, doublebarker!
Principalpoop: just a little early pin, they ware working on it
Ralph: Loosner's Castor Oil Flakes
Goldengun13: Too bad we couldn't just replace it with the push-over!
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Don G. O'Vanni: For the smile of beauty.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:32 PM, dragging Elayne by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
pinholeF200: Shearer years before Derek Smalls
Elayne: evenin' all!
EWeston: The all weather breakfest
cat: Hi El
Principalpoop: hey E
Or live with it: It goes in, it must come out.
DJTweeny: Hey E
Ralph: ain't that the honest truth Bill
Mudhead: Hiya E
Beet: Hi E
shoes for the dead: hi El
Goldengun13: It cleans the whole system!
Principalpoop: old school, work it out with a pencil
General Dysfunction: howdy E
EWeston: Hey Elayne yowza
Mudhead: Didnt see ya at the fireworks this year Elayne
Don G. O'Vanni: So, who AM us anyway? I'm new here...
lily: curfew strained
Ralph: that's a deviant to Fudd's Law
DJTweeny: Hello to all the first-timers here, we hope you can join us every week :)
Elayne: Ah, my favorite "solo" album...
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
doublebarker: Ersatz Bros.----the REAL one.(Look for the can in the plain brown can.)
Principalpoop: ok don, come on in, take off your skin, and rattle around in your bones
Elayne: Good choice, Tween!
Ralph: Welcome Don!
cat: mine too, el
EWeston: allrightsremoved
||||||||| 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!"
DJTweeny: ** If you want to know where your fellow chatters live, ask Nino The Mindboggler by clicking on the link at the bottom of the page.
lily: H2O sac
General Dysfunction: ah heere ya are
MDESTINY: stereo was always good in these recordings...
lily: smell yer end
Don G. O'Vanni: I know if I lived here, I'd be home by now, but this is all so strange...
Principalpoop: decontaminate yourself please
DJTweeny: Just happened to be the next one in the release list, E, but one of my very favorites
shoes for the dead: not really, but close enough
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Beet: I must say I really appreciate the consistency and creativity of this one. cudos to D.O.
doublebarker: Gotta go now. Yippee tie one onnnnnn!
||||||||| "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!"
General Dysfunction: go right in there
DJTweeny: heck yeah, Beet
Principalpoop: woof woof barker
EWeston: OOOWWwww
DJTweeny: especially after Not Insane lol
Lil: I got lost again
||||||||| doublebarker leaves at 9:36 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..."
Elayne: Bye double-B
cat: bark2
EWeston: When the going gets lost, the lost turn tracker
pinholeF200: Why, this is a bag of S***!
lily: watch your zip line
Don G. O'Vanni: But it's really great S***...
Or live with it: But it's really goo s*&t
Principalpoop: Whats my line?
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:37 PM, dragging late by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Lil: No nose is good nose unless it's P'nisnose
EWeston: Yhey're running ads on them now
Goldengun13: Draws a double-barreled shotgun from her double-barreled halter top.
DJTweeny: Hi late
shoes for the dead: hey late
cat: late
Or live with it: So, are you going out to the big hole after?
Principalpoop: no, put down that pickle
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
cat: any news, el?
lily: oh the humanity
late: howdy citizens
EWeston: Eat flaming death facist media pigs, I can get behind that
pinholeF200: I don't think he
cat: is dex out of town these days?
Principalpoop: you are late, evidently
pinholeF200: I din'
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Goldengun13: Eat facist death, flaming media pigs. :)
DJTweeny: lol
EWeston: I doud
DJTweeny: must be, cat
pinholeF200: Typing impairment-I don't think he's human
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| kuvin - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Nabby - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: eat flaming media fascist death pigs
Principalpoop: AI bigots already? geesh
EWeston: And its a moment of high ratings
lily: get your wits about you you look like rubber
Goldengun13: What a piece of asphalt!
Principalpoop: there is always something new, every day
EWeston: And a mirror
pinholeF200: Panoramaland built on reclaimed nuclear waste dump
Don G. O'Vanni: Following the rubber line to my seat...
DJTweeny: One of these days, I'm going to slow down those speedy machine voices and see what they're saying
Beet: Sounds just like Nixon
Elayne: Might sound like Nixon, Beet, but the President in '95 was named William...
shoes for the dead: nick exxon
EWeston: And sitting down on my own stool
lily: rub her'
DJTweeny: I'm sure that's what Austin was going for, Beet
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Liver', just granted probation at 9:42 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: ouch
lily: cigar
DJTweeny: Hi Liver
cat: he was president then
shoes for the dead: frank you!
pinholeF200: Jay or Dick?
Beet: Gazatchorn, yes
Liver: howdy...did I miss mulch?
EWeston: Gesatchorn a name that yodels
DJTweeny: exactly, cat
DJTweeny: only 1/2 the album, Liver ;)
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
||||||||| Bunnyboy steps in at 9:43 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
pinholeF200: Freddy Burns, son of R.F.
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
Bunnyboy: Homina homina homina
DJTweeny: Hey Bunny
Bunnyboy: hiya
Liver: story of me life DJT
cat: do you remember, your president nixon?
cat: Hi Bun
Beet: Jumpin' Bunny
EWeston: Bun not hot and crossed
lily: not the crook
DJTweeny: I'm thinking of posting an archive of these shows so people can go back and listen if they like
Don G. O'Vanni: Hello *Uh, Clem*
Elayne: Evenin Don!
Bunnyboy: Yeah, don't cross me, see?
||||||||| 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."
cat: can you do that, tween?
Goldengun13: Well he's no fun, he fell right over!
Liver: I'm kinda slow in real life and this is just.....oops someone's at the door!
Principalpoop: you durty raaat, seee
DJTweeny: I think I can do it on archive.org, cat
Liver: Oh, never mind. It was just me.
Bunnyboy: You'll be B.A., and I'll be B.O.A.
Principalpoop: judy judy judy
cat: oh i see
lily: ironland
Bunnyboy: (Bunny Outta Ammo).
shoes for the dead: Mr. Cross C. Me?
EWeston: A crossed bunny is the worst kind
pinholeF200: And the biggest birthday cake in the world....
DJTweeny: I would of course get permission first
cat: indeed
lily: really
DJTweeny: I believe it was Merlyn who suggested it
cat: aha
DJTweeny: he or Doc
Liver: My last post seems to have been ignored by ...
DJTweeny: SIDE TWO
lily: ohhh
cat: they are both inner circle
EWeston: Concrete posts are the best
Lil: hot cross buns are good though
shoes for the dead: of the mobius record.......
lily: I was naked once
cat: multiple conversations are going here, just like in firesign, liver
Bunnyboy: Richard Paul was wunnerful.
DJTweeny: I had inquired about doing it on the FST site, but apparently not enough room for something like that
Goldengun13: Shine On Harvest Moon playing in the background. :)
EWeston: Did you keep you eyes closed?
MDESTINY: Consumer Instruction Section
Principalpoop: yes they are not
Liver: carp! I really need to be otherwise. later firefriends!!
Bunnyboy: Pull a thread, and hang on.
Or live with it: I think we all broke the president.
DJTweeny: Easy enough for me to put up a link page from my own web site
cat: i can see that, tween
DJTweeny: As I do for my Sunday shows
lily: ew which eyes
Principalpoop: organ departing, beep beep
Don G. O'Vanni: Good night, all. Exit left to Funway...
Bunnyboy blocks pierblock.
||||||||| 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!"
Principalpoop: ciao don
Elayne: "Energy is power, and power is everybody's business..."
DJTweeny: Come back, Don :)
EWeston: Not the one in the back of your head?
cat: the hiroshima carp, better baseball team than meal
Bunnyboy: Hand me the cement overshoes, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bunnyboy the cement overshoes.
DJTweeny: lol cat
cat: it should be el.
Or live with it: Me too. I have to report to the hospitality shelter in this area...
lily: ew dick van dyke
cat: the lads have often said that's the message they want to convey. we should all take power
Principalpoop: richard van lesbian
DJTweeny: Please join us again, OLWI :)
Principalpoop: power to the people, right on
cat: or more accuratelyl, not allow it to be taken from us.
DJTweeny: indeed, cat
Or live with it: will do, DJ!
cat: their total work can be seen as a handbook on how to do that
pinholeF200: Is the Zeppelin Tube available as military surplus?
MDESTINY: haha
lily: we drones
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:50 PM and late as usual, it's NancyKat, just back from Hellmouth."
EWeston: And keep you fingers off my dike
Elayne: Well, easy to say if you have no power. But don't forget that most people would rather protect the possibility of being rich than face the reality of being poor. (That's from 1776.)
cat: not since Tesla died, pin
DJTweeny: Hi NancyKat
cat: hi fellow cat
Principalpoop: unless those people are the nazi of course
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
NancyKat: Hey Tweeny and cat...
cat: sounds like tom paine, el.
DJTweeny: What is 1776, Elayne?
NancyKat: I am...here...I fink...
Elayne: It's a movie, Tween.
EWeston: Yah Nancy yer clear on my vide
Principalpoop: r a t f i n k
lily: Well hello NSA person
Elayne: Cat, that's my favorite quote from the movie.
cat: you dont think firesign have been trying to empower everyone since they first started, el?
Mudhead: theatrical production
shoes for the dead: if you think you are here, you must be noplace at all
||||||||| 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."
EWeston: I'm the best at what I do, its so bad
Elayne: Not really, Cat.
NancyKat: Fangs, EW...Principal...YES!
Elayne: I think they've been trying to cleverly entertian (and have succeeded), but no, not empowering.
cat: oh, how can you be...
Principalpoop: i don't think they trusted the people either...
NancyKat: Eviscerate the Bourgoise...
cat: that's what i got from first listening to their 2nd radio show in april, 67. pure empowerment
||||||||| 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: peep hole the people
EWeston: Trim the hedge funds
NancyKat: bougie bougie...
cat: at some point most of us here have felt that
Elayne: "Circus? You should have seen the circus..." Heh
shoes for the dead: necessary circus
NancyKat: EW...my BFF and i were just discussing trimming hedges...
Elayne: Not me, Cat. But maybe it's the double-x chromosome getting in the way.
lily: Yasss Mam
Principalpoop: all news all the time, something new all the time
EWeston: Synchronostiy stwikes, again!
lily: but no good news today
Beet: It's all entertainment
NancyKat: Ohh, can i strike Serendipity too, EW?
cat: did i ever send you a cd of you on the radio, el?
pinholeF200: I feel more like I do now than I did before
Principalpoop: #hashtag
NancyKat: no newts is gut newts...
shoes for the dead: before what?
cat: you had forgotten the show but i'm using it in one of mine
Elayne: I think so, Cat
EWeston: They exposed folks to new ways of thinking, that enpowerment what ever the intent
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
lily: poop lol
cat: where's alan gross?
Principalpoop: when he is getting out of the shower?
Elayne: I know Cat, he loved the blimp bit
shoes for the dead: never had a hashtag, bur I saw a hash stamp once
cat: cant hear it without thinking of him
NancyKat: Principal-wouldn't that be getting in the shower?
Beet: hash pipe
Elayne: I remember hash, but that's from before it came with tags.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
||||||||| 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!"
Principalpoop: oops, yes
EWeston: Sure use this euphimism
Ralph: wonders how many Colbert fans we have here
lily: golden
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
Liver: hash pipe?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cool that Colbert is taking over for Letterman next year
Mudhead: Im one
||||||||| 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."
lily: oil
pinholeF200: What's a euphemism for euphemism?
Liver: Sorry. Did I say that out loud??
Principalpoop: I am part of the nation, and proud of it, i think
Beet: Me too
EWeston: Fred
||||||||| 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!"
lily: colbert is news
Rufus_T_Firetween: Good question, pinhole
cat: depends on his writers though
NancyKat: Ralph-I prefer Stewart...something about colbert...bothers me..I know not what...
Ralph: (y)
Principalpoop: I like both, does that make me bi?
Elayne: Need to go. My cat won't shut up. Sorry.
Rufus_T_Firetween: heheh
||||||||| Elayne departs at 9:58 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Ralph: he is America, and so can I
lily: oliver too
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Beet: He is intentionally phoney
Rufus_T_Firetween: Later E, be well...
Principalpoop: poor kitty, cya E
NancyKat: principal...mebbe...
cat: like granpa simpsons said, i like colbert because i don't get the joke
cat: bye el
EWeston: So long till next time agaimElayne
Principalpoop: but chappell also, I am poly something or other
Beet: See you next time, E
lily: byr el
Beet: The Wolfman
shoes for the dead: Wolfman!
MDESTINY: Thank you , gota get goin twaz wonderful! :)
EWeston: Chapped at either enf eh?
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Principalpoop: Jack
lily: my toes are on fire
cat: maybe chappelle just ran out of things to say
NancyKat: Beet/Shoes..GOOD I thought I was hallucimanating...
Mudhead: up here, where the air is rare
cat: it happened to stan freburg
Liver: i'm sliding sideways uncontrollably
late: farm out, baby
Ralph: ice ice lily
DJTweeny: "The lack of comprehension..." "I can dig it!" lol
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWeston: Don't waste a good halucination
lily: dog afraid of t storms
Beet: are you hallocimanating?
Ralph: it's the end of the world all over again!
pinholeF200: Not the craw, the CRAW
Beet: Congratulations
lily: no but shes dreaming
||||||||| 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!"
General Dysfunction: where the wind is heavy
EWeston: Only during the mating season
NancyKat: EW-and i don't even have to be on anything to have onelol...
Principalpoop: out there, where the wind is heavy
shoes for the dead: now you've woken up the NSA guy
Liver: I can't possibly answer anything at this delay lag
DJTweeny /
DJTweeny: :/
lily: I already said HIGH
Principalpoop: yes you did say hash pipe out loud
NancyKat: lily-No, mt dreams are WAY weirder than this...
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
pinholeF200: This is Walter, This is Walter
Liver: oh help
General Dysfunction: my biloculars
cat: you are in a black hole, liver?
Ralph: boneoculars
EWeston: Where am I Walter!
DJTweeny: The 128k shouldn't have too much lag
Liver: i may be in a black liver, hole
lily: Nancy kat it the heat f the dream
General Dysfunction: oh my dreamloops
Liver: I can't tell!! :-((
EWeston: Bile glands gots eyeballs!
pinholeF200: Under tons of loose cronkite
Principalpoop: look at the aliens humping the empire state building
Ralph: aliens humping the Empire State building again
shoes for the dead: you are AOK
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Liver: whew!
cat: entire state building
DJTweeny: Entire, they say ;)
Liver: I appear to be OK
DJTweeny: yeah
late: damned black hole
DJTweeny: there's a diffrence
lily: its the only way to the top
NancyKat: Lily...lol....hacktually, it's cooled down here in ol' Chi town...but i bet it won't last the weekend...
Principalpoop: the end of the world, but it starts all over, gosh
Ralph: my, how time flys
EWeston: Get that cronkite under conttrol darn it
Liver: thank gold!
Beet: So is a black hole a space trip?
cat: one of their most satisfying works, for me.
Liver: gnite
shoes for the dead: what is the state building?
lily: NC storms and trains lol
Principalpoop: lets head out to the lobby
EWeston: A trip through the laws of existence
cat: maybe because it's stronger narrative than much of their work. you can actually follow mark
Liver: I'm back!
''Bob'': and you're beautiful
lily: rat fartz
EWeston: I'm fronting
shoes for the dead: i'm up front
Principalpoop: too many sound effects, or not enough, I am hard to please
EWeston: Get down!
Liver: I have the original BBOP ans I must needs the latest & the gratest!
lily: get back up again
pinholeF200: Stereo? I'm beside myself. I'm schizophrenic, and so am I
shoes for the dead: sorry, streatching my legs
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
EWeston: You got that exersize book too Lily?
Principalpoop: I never talk to myself, yes you do, no, stop it, you stop it, enough all of you
EWeston: Look out he's got a gum!
lily: preston go you chicken fat lol
late: reality...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
pinholeF200: Dave. Stop Dave.
General Dysfunction: a fact or mirage
Principalpoop: put jello on the kitchen floor and light the couch on fire
pinholeF200: Will you stop, Dave?
NancyKat: EW..everybody run...the radio jockeys got a gun!
EWeston: Try it in double time
Beet: Love Pete
General Dysfunction: god bless ya bergman
Principalpoop: What are you doing, Dave?
NancyKat: Principal...chicken heart...
cat: it waa delightful to see him so optimistic in his last years
lily: gum grave yard
Principalpoop: no, I just smoke too much
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS” - 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 >> Free Downloads!! at http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html **'
Liver: I spoke too much too
EWeston: Baaboom, baboom, baboom
lily: I don't smoke enough still too real
Principalpoop: time warp 2
||||||||| 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!"
General Dysfunction: me speaks without thinking
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN XM RADIO PERFORMANCES - http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/
lily: baboon
cat: lost lakes of lithium
Principalpoop: yeah well ah general ahh
EWeston: No its the chicken heart
NancyKat: General-i think without speaking
shoes for the dead: Nasi goreng
cat: austin writes the prettiest phrases
Bunnyboy: Wandered. Wassup?
Principalpoop: mark time
Bunnyboy: WassReal?
shoes for the dead: pass on pellets
EWeston: The world ended, as we know it
Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Return to Planet X
||||||||| 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."
NancyKat: EW- And you feel fine?
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Goldengun13 - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Or live with it - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| MDESTINY - dead from the yaws
||||||||| BigDave - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Lil - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
lily: that was quite
General Dysfunction: and this new werld, what to do
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
shoes for the dead: and there was nekkid dancing ladies
DJTweeny: dropping like Flys
EWeston: I don't know who to send holiday cards to anymore
lily: Im in
Principalpoop: dripping like claps
lily: drip drip drip like the drop drop drop
EWeston: Spelling like knats
Principalpoop: hehe he said nekkid hehe
lily: turn your organ up
General Dysfunction: clang clang clang went the trolley
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
cat: beat the pants off a boomer
Principalpoop: my nipples don't work
EWeston: How bout G7?
Beet: I like it when they crack up
||||||||| Catherwood leads Mark in through the front door at 10:12 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
General Dysfunction: what exactly is they not doing
shoes for the dead: don't pay them then
cat: mark mark mark
DJTweeny: Hi Mark
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:12 PM and late as usual, it's cynic, just back from Funfun Town."
Principalpoop: everything, they don't do anything anymore
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
Mark: hello Mark
DJTweeny: Hi cynic
EWeston: bet he's not a real cynic
Principalpoop: i will take that bet
Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Sandspin City
General Dysfunction: they are tired and disenchanted
cat: one dog, 2 cats
cynic: I knew you'd think that.
shoes for the dead: what did they used to do?
Mark: Signs of life ...Green
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN XM RADIO PERFORMANCES - http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/
||||||||| 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: Curses crushed again
NancyKat: cymric cynic...
Principalpoop: enough about my nipples, grow up hehe
shoes for the dead: can you get re-training?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Missed the album unfortunately, Mark :/
pinholeF200: cyrillic
Bunnyboy: Sounds more like Mark VII, with them drums.
lily: think milk
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Stlouielou close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:14 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
cynic: dang.. missed it
DJTweeny: Hi louie
Stlouielou: Howy doody everyone!
lily: no I will not grow up no no non no no
cat: a cat a NancyKat and a doglike person.
General Dysfunction: easily sidelined
cat: hey st lou
Mark: yes I did. damn.I always forget till friday about this place
Bunnyboy: Salud, StLou
EWeston: Hey Louie
Principalpoop: cruising down the st louis river
DJTweeny: A little late for the album. We're listening to the XM Radio Mark Time series
cat: and a Bunny too
NancyKat: 'ellouie...
Beet: louie late!
Bunnyboy: On a Bellville afternoon...
Stlouielou: yeah late here too
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
Bunnyboy: oops. Belleville.
Stlouielou: been a couple weeks since I've been in...been bussy
shoes for the dead: salute that booger
General Dysfunction: im derncertain
Bunnyboy: #ShameSpiral
Principalpoop: you missed the end of the world, you can catch it next time
Rufus_T_Firetween: Mark, if you LIKE Firesign on facebook, you'll get show announcements
Stlouielou: lol bunny what do you know of bellville?
||||||||| 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!"
cat: i have friends from Bellville, Ontario
lily: don't pic it
General Dysfunction: el petrol
pinholeF200: Why doesn't the water in the oceans fall off the South Pole?
Bunnyboy: My wife Bunnette's hometown.
||||||||| 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!"
Mark: I get the updates. Just never remember till a day later. I blame BigBrother
EWeston: My nipples explod with delite, sorry Pooper
Stlouielou: I think he meeans Bellville Hellinois
Beet: Jewish writers
shoes for the dead: it's frozen down there
Principalpoop: oh gasoline, bend over and roll up your arm, do you want regular or premium?
NancyKat: Eels...hovercraft...
EWeston: I'm usually on Kero
Principalpoop: exploding nipples, must be a lot of fun at parties
lily: stairway to no where
||||||||| Catherwood escorts b1ueskyz inside, makes a note of the time (10:17 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTweeny: It's the chip they put in your Mr. Coffee, Mark
NancyKat: Pyramid ever widening hole...
Stlouielou: no kiddin' ...I used to hang over there in the 70's
DJTweeny: Hi blueskyz :)
shoes for the dead: i didden't know you were a user, EW
Beet: how many times can a nipple explode?
EWeston: Close dancing can have new delites
General Dysfunction: all of a sudden
Stlouielou: Bellville west girls///they will get ya
cat: hi new folks
Principalpoop: if the stores are all closed, she is sure she can get what she wants with a word
cynic: they never come into the hills
Stlouielou: Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Geomancer at the Garden Gate
lily: ask a cow
EWeston: How many can your stem cells deal with?
Principalpoop: reloading must be thrilling too
Stlouielou: not new tardy a few weeks
Beet: a shipload of aliens
pinholeF200: Shadow taller than our soles
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN XM RADIO PERFORMANCES - http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/
Stlouielou: right on Rufus
EWeston: Give me gas
General Dysfunction: gilla glands
Principalpoop: dog wants out, brb
Stlouielou: glad the audio is back up...a few weeks ago I couldn't get none
shoes for the dead: best plated lands
EWeston: Dam too late again
Stlouielou: me to ewst
||||||||| 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!"
General Dysfunction: dog going to the store?
Stlouielou: better late than never
EWeston: With the debit card
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
lily: slate floors
Bunnyboy: Oh! My dogs, they're callin' me. Cha, yez!
General Dysfunction: making long distance phone calls too
shoes for the dead: the Call to Fear!
EWeston: Where were they buried?
cat: wag wag, bun
shoes for the dead: roll up your arms
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:21 PM, dragging SqueezeTheWheeze by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
||||||||| Bunnyboy is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:22 PM.
NancyKat: Wogglebug...te...
EWeston: And farm out
lily: nope catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to lily and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
Stlouielou: bundersnatch
lily: pigglety wigglelty
EWeston: Unga bunga boo
Timeghost: It's been almost fun, but I gotta go. Next time, all.
General Dysfunction: higgelty piggelty
EWeston: Time out?
lily: hey aanie naie and a hot cha cha
NancyKat: scotch egg...
pinholeF200: By ghost
EWeston: No true scotch egg
cynic: I'm off to check out Mark Time. and try again next week. See yas, same bozo time, same bozo channel!
cat: by time
Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Revolt of the Robot
shoes for the dead: timetimetime
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Liver - dead from The Plague
||||||||| dude - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Stlouielou: AMF cynic
EWeston: Bye yer cynicness
lily: too tired asta next week thanks all
Principalpoop: the law of the phobia, back
General Dysfunction: the law of the phobia
NancyKat: Chipped nose uplifted thusly...
General Dysfunction: there
Principalpoop: night lily
shoes for the dead: laptapdancing
General Dysfunction: there's an echo in here
pinholeF200: C Ya lily
Beet: SYNW lily
||||||||| 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."
NancyKat: BB lily...
Stlouielou: hey Nino has me in Chicago...closer than the nomal florida
EWeston: Phobiatia be mine
NancyKat: echoecho...
cat: lily
pinholeF200: All hands on deck
Principalpoop: what happened to all the little doggies?
Stlouielou: lilly
lily: chow
EWeston: Now stand on your hands!
shoes for the dead: I can't get a long litle doggie...
Ralph: i can't listen to this again.....
Principalpoop: palm up or down?
Beet: Ayatollah Falwell
EWeston: Their now manning the nieghborhood SAM site
NancyKat: Baha men let them out?
General Dysfunction: downward up dog
shoes for the dead: I can'e even get one that's small
Stlouielou: hey ya shoes
Principalpoop: are the skies cloudy all day?
Stlouielou: hip hops happing
shoes for the dead: hey Lou
Principalpoop: hupp hupp
General Dysfunction: call my frickin help line
EWeston: Those discuraging words keep flying out of range
Principalpoop: oh no, radio prison
NancyKat: I must needs flea...dear my friends....child needs wrangling...
Ralph: later gators
DJTweeny: best of luck Nancy
Principalpoop: ok mom, and more sugar
Stlouielou: had a buffer glitch...seems I'm a tad behind
cat: by nancy
Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" The Time Pirates [part 1]
Ralph: so long, and thanks for the fish
EWeston: Wrangle on Nancy
pinholeF200: The rest is silence
Principalpoop: thank wanda
Stlouielou: later Kat
NancyKat: Fangs, Tweeny, cat, Ew...
Rufus_T_Firetween: There are glitches on the playback of these files, I'm not sure why
Mudhead: Im about out of it, gnight all
shoes for the dead: by Nancy
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:31 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mudhead by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Stlouielou: only a minute or so
General Dysfunction: its those protractors
Principalpoop: ok muddy, save the whales
EWeston: Dry out man Cheers
Beet: Seem OK to me, Tween
Rufus_T_Firetween: at the beginning of every file, there's a skip
Stlouielou: yeah its me
Principalpoop: i missed the glitch too, must be a glitch
Rufus_T_Firetween: but it's not too bad
Stlouielou: i see protractor than I hear protractors
shoes for the dead: written out
Principalpoop: who is anti tractors?
General Dysfunction: listing...no longer yar
shoes for the dead: thats auntie Tractors
Principalpoop: space pirates, oh nooo
EWeston: Married Gump Tractors?
||||||||| 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!"
shoes for the dead: were Beet farmers
Stlouielou: rod's a flyin
Principalpoop: how do you make antifreeze? hide her woolen nightie, hah
General Dysfunction: actually had never heard that
Principalpoop: is that gump tractors of the duluth tractors?
Principalpoop: later roscoe
shoes for the dead: yes, they were both detractors
EWeston: No the Buko Tractors, who ended up on both wrong sides in the war
General Dysfunction: my forepaws
Principalpoop: ok hind foot
EWeston: My four pause
Stlouielou: nothing runs like a deer
General Dysfunction: never rent a time machine by the hour
cat: nothing walks like a wok
EWeston: Nothing jumps like a Jackalope
Principalpoop: robin williams was distracting
cat: lol gen.
DJTweeny: always 'on'
shoes for the dead: wokin the dog......
Principalpoop: no annoying
DJTweeny: I've see Robin drive talk show hosts to distraction
DJTweeny: just his persoanlity
EWeston: He keeps rolling up
Principalpoop: like hawkeye on speed
Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" [part 2] The Time Pirates
Stlouielou: I balme his hairyness...very distracting
DJTweeny: Good comparison, P
||||||||| 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!"
shoes for the dead: time mister?
cat: did you see the interview with kesey someone posted on facebook a few days ago, tween? had a lot to say about robin williams vs jonathan winters, lord buckly and neal cassady
Principalpoop: what flavor mist is that?
EWeston: Puce
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ralph - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| pinholeF200 - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Timeghost - dead from measles
||||||||| lily - dead from the common cold
||||||||| NancyKat - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Mark - dead from measles
||||||||| cynic - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| b1ueskyz - dead from the yaws
||||||||| SqueezeTheWheeze - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: lordy
General Dysfunction: goodness
cat: "hawkeye" is based on groucho marx and highly resonant of the syd caesar show larry galbert was writing for a couple od decades prior to mash
EWeston: They're...they're dead!
shoes for the dead: the obits
EWeston: Do orbits have obits?
cat: only bits
shoes for the dead: only for dead planets
General Dysfunction: sounds exactly right cat
||||||||| 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'
EWeston: No bites? that's unheard of!
Principalpoop: the show of shows, wow
cat: that was deduced rather than studied, gen.
General Dysfunction: ahr
shoes for the dead: Capt. Hand
EWeston: Awr
cat: comedians have been influenceing other comedians as long as there has been laughter
Principalpoop: i say Pluto is still a planet, Period
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
General Dysfunction: deduced correctly me thinks
EWeston: But that puts him in a higher tax bracket
Principalpoop: chaucer is hilarious
Beet: But is Pluto still a 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!"
Stlouielou: never rent one by the hour
Principalpoop: Then what is goofy?
cat: an hour of dog is better than an hour with the hair of a dog
Stlouielou: one wears pant the other doesn't
EWeston: An autrological shign
Principalpoop: I saw that
cat: normal leg pete here
shoes for the dead: depends on your sense of humor, Poop
EWeston: Didn't go blind?
Principalpoop: apple cider is all over the place now cat, lots of different kinds
cat: 1630? no, the reagan administration
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!!
cat: yes you yanks have gotten into it. great stuff
General Dysfunction: thank you thank you thank you tweeny!!!
Principalpoop: you are the only one I knew who drank it, but apparently lots do...
Beet: This went really fast. See everybody next week. Thanks Tween.
Stlouielou: awesome tweeny
cat: we're getting some us cidres here now. one i like is angry orchard
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:46 PM, dragging b1ueskyz by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Principalpoop: it was fast, thanks tweeny
cat: thanks again, tween
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
Stlouielou: I hate "folks"...lol
EWeston: Good time Tweeny Next subjective weak all
cat: you prefer insects?
DJTweeny: sorry, folks
DJTweeny: lol
Stlouielou: Si~
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
Principalpoop: folk me? nooo folk you
Stlouielou: AMF as we used to say in old mexico city
General Dysfunction: next week all, good time as always
Principalpoop: arivaduchi
cat: see everyone next week
Principalpoop: have a super week all, 10-4, over and out
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves to catch the 10:48 PM train to Elmertown.
||||||||| "10:49 PM? I'm late!" exclaims General Dysfunction, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| Around 10:51 PM, DJTweeny walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween departs at 10:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from measles
||||||||| EWeston - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from jaundice
||||||||| late - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| cat - dead from The Plague
||||||||| cat 2 - dead from The Plague
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Stlouielou - dead from the yaws
||||||||| b1ueskyz - 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
BigDave
''Bob''
Bunnyboy
cat
cynic
DJTweeny
Don G. O'Vanni
doublebarker
dude
Elayne
EWeston
General Dysfunction
Goldengun13
Govslugwell
kuvin
late
Lil
lily
Liver
Mark
MDESTINY
Mr. Motion
Mudhead
Nabby
NancyKat
Or live with it
pinholeF200
Principalpoop
Ralph
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Stlouielou
Timeghost
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=lh
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/
http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html
http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/daoshowtifl.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Shearer
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow



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