A Firesign Chat
09/18/2014




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 September 18, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:01 PM and DJTweeny sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET **'
||||||||| 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) **'
||||||||| Ralph steals in around 8:33 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
DJTweeny: Hi Ralph
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween enters at 8:33 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Ralph: hi Tween
Ralph: am I just in time to try out the new model government?
DJTweeny: you'll need some glue
Ralph: (sniff sniff)
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Balloonatic', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:36 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Ralph: Nancy Haber?
DJTweeny: Hi Balloon
DJTweeny: first time here?
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - FRANK ZAPPA - 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) **'
Balloonatic: yes, and enjoing it already
Ralph: it gets worse
DJTweeny: lol
DJTweeny: we do this every Thursday evening :)
Ralph: it's an overnite sensation
DJTweeny: 'tis indeed
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Ah Clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:42 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:42 PM and late sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hi clem
DJTweeny: Hi late
||||||||| 8:42 PM: lily jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Ah Clem: Yo Tweeny
DJTweeny: Hi lily
lily: good nobbin all
Ralph: Lily.....................
late: howdy - get enough rain yet?
lily: Hi Tween and thanks and thanks
DJTweeny: :)
lily: weeeeeee
DJTweeny: pretty wild stuff
late: that one episode where frank zappa guests on mr. roger's neighborhood...
DJTweeny: SNL?
||||||||| Outside, the 8:48 PM crosstown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Bill Dang coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi Bill
Bill Dang: Ah, the sweet smell of diesel fumes.
late: (sorry, old robin william's joke)
Bill Dang: Got any peyote?
late: but, y, they prob. did that on snl...
DJTweeny: Yeah, I remember the Williams skit where he parodies Mr. Rogers. Really funny
Ralph: i am the slime
DJTweeny: If you say so ;)
lily: slime in the limelight
Ralph: oozing out of your TV set
||||||||| 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 EWeston plummets into the garden at 8:51 PM.
DJTweeny: "Let's put mister hamster in the microwave..... Pop goes the weasel"
||||||||| 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 InTheWood gets out at 8:51 PM.
DJTweeny: Hi EW, Wood
||||||||| Outside, the 8:52 PM crosstown bus from British Columbia pulls away, leaving Cat coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hey Cat
InTheWood: Perfect pre-show.
lily: don't open that just throw it away
EWeston: Hay Tweeney, hullabalutions all.
late: yes, reality what a concept - "look, you've got a little balloon now"
Cat: coughing. that sounds like me.
DJTweeny: Thanks, Wood :)
DJTweeny: you not feeling so well, Cat?
late: damn, we will will miss mr williams humor
Cat: no, i feel fine tonight. but i do cough a lot.
Cat: true enough, late
InTheWood: Ooh! You Can't do that on stage...
Ralph: movin' to Montana soon
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze tiptoes in around 8:54 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Cat: had bronchitis for the past 40 years
Bill Dang: furball?
InTheWood: whipping floss?...
DJTweeny: and speaking of coughing, there's wheeze!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:55 PM, dragging MacCat by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
squeeze_the_wheeze: sorry can't can't here
DJTweeny: You can't chat from the Mac, Cat?
squeeze_the_wheeze: how's tricks this week?
DJTweeny: true enough, Wheeze
Cat: growing up in smoggy LA and then living in tokyo does that
DJTweeny: very tricky
EWeston: Hot dental floss! For soaking or reading
Cat: i find using 2 computers easier for me, tween
DJTweeny: I'll bet, Cat
||||||||| 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: hey, whatever works, just curious
Cat: air in tokyo is so bad i had a white suit, which 6 monthes later was a gray suit
InTheWood: All those smokers...
Ah Clem: Squeezing my wheeze...
DJTweeny: I'm not sure I'd want to try to figure out Zappa's music charts
DJTweeny: yipes Cat :(
squeeze_the_wheeze: many people like to
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:58 PM, then departs.
DJTweeny: and the Japanese are such clean freaks
Cat: that's when i got the bronchitis. 74, ,living downtown tokyo
DJTweeny: Hey Dexter
Cat: hi dex
Ah Clem: it is enjoyable in a futuristic kind of way
EWeston: What did you do with Lex?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ZookyFogg close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the Aviary.
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat. Tweeny,EW,and all
Ah Clem: I sure wish Joey would get back with the rat in the box...
Cat: are we getting new folks, or just new names for old folks?
Cat: it's often hard to tell here
DJTweeny: I love the way Zappa had the singer do the yippie shouts in what sounds like actual native american style
DJTweeny: Hi Zooky
Cat: i think he had to split it with Skinner.
Ralph: That's ok, I'm not Joe
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 18, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
EWeston: I maybe Ed
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Mr. Bark Bark', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTweeny: Hi Bark
ZookyFogg: Evening DJ
Mr. Bark Bark: Greetings!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:00 PM and shoes for the dead steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Cat: what is this from, tween?
shoes for the dead: Howdy
DJTweeny: Hi Shoes
EWeston: Pull up a burning steak and make y'selves comfy
DJTweeny: This is from All Things Firesign
Cat: i really have to listen to that more
shoes for the dead: burning stake?
EWeston: The carcoal skin makes all the difference
lily: witch which
Ah Clem: yo Kurty
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and Lil waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| pinholeF200 waltzes in at 9:02 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
EWeston: We've still got some wearwolves
Lil: Hey Shoes, gang
pinholeF200: Howdy, Y'all, can't knock it
Lil: Late again :-P
Dexter Fong: fast
Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, greetings, Comrade!
Cat: I remember buying this at Tower Records in LA
lily: NC State lol
Cat: back when there used to be record stores.
EWeston: Lil and Lily's here too
Ah Clem: Cat I bought mine there too!
ZookyFogg: TV is my religion after corn on the cob
Lil: I miss record stores
Cat: the one on Sunset?
Cat: yes lil, they were fun
DJTweeny: I miss all the great album art
Ah Clem: yup. Near the Chateau Marmont.
shoes for the dead: we still have a good used record store here
pinholeF200: I miss records-a CD isn't even as big as a 45
shoes for the dead: found a good Wooley Bully for 10 bucks
Lil: Yep Tweeny
ZookyFogg: I still like my old cylinders.
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#JUSFLKPFTFTJ **'
Lil: There were even holes in the records then
shoes for the dead: waxing nostalgic, Zook?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln
pinholeF200: I love album art, especially Roger Dean's work. Was disappointed to find out Roger Dean Stadium in Florida was named for a car dealer
ZookyFogg: A bit
Lil: I got most of my FST albums in the valley
EWeston: How is Nostalgic taking it?
DJTweeny: Roger Dean work is amazing
Cat: hence the joke in How Time Flys, Lil
lily: sport sports
DJTweeny: he did the sets for Yes concerts as well
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Lil: BRB
Lil: Yep Cat
DJTweeny: and he should absolutely have a stadium named after him :)
pinholeF200: I Photoshopped a picture of Roger Dean Stadium scoreboard to include the other Roger Dean's dragon
DJTweeny: Hi Lil, pinhole
DJTweeny: haha pinhole, cool
pinholeF200: Whassup Tweeny
DJTweeny: raining cats and dogs in Austin, may have to put out some food
ZookyFogg: I'm wanting for my air piano to arrive
shoes for the dead: larger sense of humor
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Balloonatic - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: Phil Austin would appreciate that, tween
EWeston: Is it coming by air?
shoes for the dead: Flood in Texas, Tween
lily: bubble wraped
late: i die every night
ZookyFogg: imagine a rectangle suspended in front of you
EWeston: Is it dopplering?
shoes for the dead: ok, what next?
ZookyFogg: manipulating small areas of space
shoes for the dead: there seems to be one there already
EWeston: Dopplering pianos are the worst kind
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:12 PM, dragging Merlyn by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Bill Dang: Peggy who???
EWeston: The red leaked
Cat: http://www.alternet.org/culture/10-words-you-didnt-know-used-be-dirty?akid=12260.128012.R4RcHG&rd=1&src=newsletter1019767&t=20
Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: heya
Cat: Just learned something interesting re Firesign today from that alternet article.
pinholeF200: A bunch of Dopplers is a Doppelgang?
DJTweeny: Hey Merlyn
||||||||| Nabby sashays in at 9:13 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
shoes for the dead: hey Merlyn
Dexter Fong: I've got a stiff one
EWeston: Hiya
DJTweeny: How many critters does Austin have now, Cat?
shoes for the dead: and Nabby
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby
Cat: Turns out "sex with my hat" in Give Me Immortality actually makes sense.
Nabby: Feed me
ZookyFogg: harmlessly, of course for the likes of air pianos with tactile exchange
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln
Nabby: Hi shoes & Tween
Cat: Firesign is always hiding esoterica like that in their albums.
EWeston: With, or without,
Cat: You can ask him the next time he shows up, Tween.
Cat: Hi Merl
Nabby: We just commenced on Milt
Merlyn: esoterica and erotica
Merlyn: hey cat
shoes for the dead: double cross talk
EWeston: Will he last though
DJTweeny: Thought about calling off the show because of the storms, but there hasn't been much lightening, thankfully
InTheWood: she smells like gasoline!
ZookyFogg: I'm an old dog learning new tricks
Nabby: Look it's Bill, Cat, Dex, EW, Rufus, pin, Merl and late
Nabby: too
EWeston: Can you do an immelman?
shoes for the dead: turning new tricks?
Dexter Fong: Darling Nabby
Nabby: not easily EW
lily: oldest trick in the book
EWeston: I allways forget with way is down
ZookyFogg: holographic projections is one and touch capacity
Nabby: it's lily
Nabby: and Zooky
lily: lol
InTheWood: Dadgummit!
shoes for the dead: Javanese leg sleeves
ZookyFogg: Yes, Sir.
EWeston: Italian neckwarmers
Dexter Fong: Ukranian rushing Baklovas.
ZookyFogg: I stray away from too much influence for originality sake
||||||||| Beet steals in around 9:19 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Beet: Evenin' all. Does this end the draught, Tween?
lily: beaver muffs
Nabby: Beet
Cat: You still dine at that Ukranian place near your apt, Dex? I wonder what they think about what's happening there now
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
shoes for the dead: hey Beet
Beet: Hi Nab
EWeston: Love the puupy in the background
Beet: Yo shoes
Dexter Fong: Het Beet.Yeh! Huy nb
Nabby: I believe that's the technical term
Beet: Greetings Dex
Dexter Fong: Kearb Korean tonight
ZookyFogg: You have been on my periphreal and where have I been?
Dexter Fong: Learn
DJTweeny: "They're dropping whistles on us again."
EWeston: About to pull over
shoes for the dead: bacon rind on the whistle front
||||||||| 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!"
Beet: dropping whistles on us again
||||||||| Outside, the 9:21 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bunnyboy: Hullo
Dexter Fong: & bCON TOO
DJTweeny: Hey Bunny
Dexter Fong: jeeze
Cat: Hey Bun
Nabby: Bunny
EWeston: Hi Bun
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
Dexter Fong: Hey BB
shoes for the dead: hey bun
Beet: It's Bunny!
Cat: I just got a print made of a slide of a bunny my family had briefly in 69
Cat: have to be the cutest animals on the planet
Merlyn: hey bb
EWeston: Call my lawyer
Nabby: Gump you pal
Bunnyboy: awww
ZookyFogg: I always wanted to make my own beer but I was too busy drinking.
DJTweeny: except for the one in the Python movie
shoes for the dead: and yo mama
DJTweeny: lol Zooky
Bunnyboy: Whazz real?
Nabby: yeah
||||||||| Catherwood enters with not Ed close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:23 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
DJTweeny: Hi notEd
Cat: true, tween
Beet: hello not
Nabby: It's not Ed
||||||||| 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!"
Bunnyboy: Waitammint? Where's Not joe?
not Ed: I'm still not Ed
EWeston: Bout mid reel
ZookyFogg: True it was
Cat: but that's why that's funny
Dexter Fong: Knot Head
Nabby: You still aren't!
Merlyn: better than being a knothead
Merlyn: convvergent puns
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Bunnyboy: Any product placement?
pinholeF200: That's why they's so mean
Dexter Fong: Too late Merl
EWeston: An excisstential crisis
lily: knot not whos there
Nabby: A crisis of confluence
Bunnyboy: Knothead was one of Woody's...erhm, relations.
||||||||| "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!"
lily: its the real thing
Dexter Fong: Ws!
Nabby: who?
EWeston: not knats then
shoes for the dead: Little Guy!
Nabby: the real thing who
lily: product placement lol
Nabby: gnots berry farm
EWeston: The unreal thing swirled peas
pinholeF200: non-Euclid Avenue!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln
Merlyn: and "knothole" was a real bad insult
Bunnyboy: And glory hole was...Catherwood, bring the glory hole!
||||||||| Catherwood brings the glory hole.
lily: nubile young things pluck fruit with soft hands
not Ed: non-Euclid Avenue - LOL
Nabby: it's better than porthole
Bunnyboy: Haw!
Nabby: I have no idea what that means
Bunnyboy: CatherDUPEwood
lily: any port in a storm
ZookyFogg: Buy a 3D printer and make coffee mugs to order
Merlyn: glory, glory, holeleleuuuuya
Bunnyboy: Ewww
Bunnyboy: No names! Certainly no scholarships...
Dexter Fong: I was a nun too
Nabby: any cork in a storm
Nabby: hic
DJTweeny: but you kicked the habit, Dex?
lily: her medically sealed
pinholeF200: Buy a 4D printer and make your own world up if you want to
shoes for the dead: cory
EWeston: Holistic statistic
Nabby: How many nuns are here tonight
InTheWood: thank you boys, thank you boys...
Dexter Fong: Any stork in a corm
not Ed: lol -Nabby - cork
||||||||| 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."
Nabby: ITW cheers
Cat: None, nab
Bunnyboy: Any pork in a quorum.
Nabby: drat!
EWeston: Nun in the biblical sense?
Dexter Fong: Any quark in a forum
ZookyFogg: My cellar can sustain all but one of us.
lily: any pop corn in the field
Beet: Hello NSA Guy
not Ed: Bear blast
EWeston: Shave you bum
Nabby: hi!!!
not Ed: Boar Blast
shoes for the dead: biblical sense???
Dexter Fong: Hi Mr. Beet...if that is youe nMW
ZookyFogg: You shave your bum
EWeston: Blastoids for sale or rent
Dexter Fong: NAME
Nabby: I've known nuns
Beet: Are you outing yourself, Nab? Shocking
lily: I laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed
Dexter Fong: Catholic eh?
EWeston: The original translation was Mr.Prostitute
Nabby: Alcoholic
lily: I grew up with nuns in my backyard
Nabby: (not really)
Beet: Dex?
Dexter Fong: Mr too till we called Orkin
Nabby: Did you feed them
lily: pedistrian
Lil: ok now who did what to whom
ZookyFogg: I had one defect for me. I didn't know I was that magnetic.
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Bill Dang: Can't get rid of them if you feed them.
lily: black crows
Nabby: xactly Bill good point
EWeston: We're still working on the screen play
Beet: Someone turned a nun?
shoes for the dead: wasn't backyard nun a grunge band?
Dexter Fong: Zook: When I first saw you halod by iron pyrites I knew
lily: you can't tune a nun butt
Nabby: crack blows
ZookyFogg: Yes. That's a give away.
Cat: only the flying variety
Bunnyboy: Oooh! Just read that Etiquette Pictures, a new offshoot of cult movie specialists Vinegar Syndrome, will debut with a January 2015 home video release of THE AMERICAN DREAMER, a documentary on the making of Dennis Hopper's THE LAST MOVIE.
Beet: lol Nab
Dexter Fong: A real nun such
Nabby: I'm confused again
shoes for the dead: neat, Bun
lily: nun chucks
Bunnyboy: "I'd buy that, for a dollar!"
Dexter Fong: DOWN ON YOUR KNEES nABBY
EWeston: Sister Mary Euculoid
lily: of the everlasting freedom fighters
ZookyFogg: O she can fly
shoes for the dead: sister Mary Klein, on the bottle again
Nabby: how many nuns could a nunchuck chuck if a nunchuck could chuck nuns?
EWeston: A smaller missle of the type WAC Corporal. She was tied to the nose.
lily: Sista Batrille
Nabby: I'm down
ZookyFogg: 7
Nabby: 7
lily: GET UP
Nabby: OK
EWeston: 7.36
shoes for the dead: did you remember to carry thr bum?
ZookyFogg: sell
Nabby: I forgot
Nabby: aww nobody says negro anymore
lily: seven and seven
pinholeF200: They're testing our mettle
ZookyFogg: you just did
Mr. Bark Bark: It's magic.
lily: ho ho ho
EWeston: More stupid magic tricks!
Nabby: how many knees could a negr---forget it
Dexter Fong: Presto!!
shoes for the dead: the mobius parking screw
ZookyFogg: I love a stupid majic trick.
Nabby: me too
lily: changeo
EWeston: I like the finger ring trick. I rarely do it wrong.
pinholeF200: That's not a butte, it's a mound
Cat: Anyone watching the Roosevelts on PBS?
Nabby: no but I will online later Cat
Beet: I am watching it. Very good
ZookyFogg: I'm always losing and finding things and being the culprit of my own dismay.
Nabby: good?
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Dexter Fong: I've seen some of it Cat
Nabby: Cool
shoes for the dead: does your finger ring, EW?
Bunnyboy: cat: Wanna catch up, sometime...along with another 8 or 9 Ken Burns docs.
Mr. Bark Bark: I'm a day behind on "Frank & Eleanor."
EWeston: Saw a but of it yesterday. Teddy got shot, kept on talking.
Cat: Lots of black and white footage from the Negro era. Yes, it's excellent
Nabby: I'll have to ketchup
Dexter Fong: Zook: dis amy you gonna be da culprit
Dexter Fong: may
Beet: lol cat
Bunnyboy: Burns is all over Netflix. No Roosevelts yet, of course, but streaming from the PBS Roku channel.
EWeston: Only when I'm in range
Nabby: said the musket
Cat: It goes well with the recently updated Cosmos
Dexter Fong: Thank you Altos and Nabby
Beet: Imagine clutching intestines
ZookyFogg: Yes, another way to say it
DJTweeny: Is the new Cosmos any good?
EWeston: Them gunpowder powered phones can be fricky
Cat: Superb
DJTweeny: kewl
lily: spacey
EWeston: Also tricky
Dexter Fong: Yes but maybe not quite as good as the original
Cat: Amazed that it was on Fox as it blows up the religious beliefs of most of its watchers
shoes for the dead: and juicy
lily: Carl
Cat: True, Dex, but the world is much dumber now and it's far more needed
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Porgy', just granted probation at 9:43 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
EWeston: I didn't want to talk about that
pinholeF200: Different strokes for different folks
ZookyFogg: I have a pebble in my shoe
DJTweeny: Hi Porgy
Beet: Are there Bozo Indians?
Nabby: Porgy oh my
Bunnyboy: I guess the NPR producers were right. "Pass The Indian" is incomprehesible...#NotReally
lily: it the sign of the time
Dexter Fong: Cat: They have great faith in their viewers
Cat: Just as the Roosevelts shows a time when Progressive was an actual choice, and actually in power in DC
ZookyFogg: My friend Harold is.
Cat: lol dex
||||||||| 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: bun, i think they probably didnt want to play "eating an indians heart isnot something jesus would do"
Nabby: PA showed em and they, NPR, released it
Bunnyboy: Fair assumption.
Dexter Fong: Domine Domine Domine ....you'reall Aussies now
Bunnyboy: (sings) "Letters! We Get Letters!..."
Cat: A,B,C
ZookyFogg: So what would Jesus do?
EWeston: I've still got some squid
Nabby: It's easy as 1, 2, 3
InTheWood: Facepalm?
lily: throw another shrimp
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
Dexter Fong: Saute the heart of an iNDIAN??
Beet: Agent Buck Trend
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
EWeston: Brine it first
Nabby: Jesus was a shrimp?
shoes for the dead: bedlam in a bong
ZookyFogg: With some liquid smoke
Bunnyboy: (sings)...was a BIG shrimp!
lily: fish is fish
Nabby: I honestly thought he was taller.
Nabby: one fish two fish
lily: watch your head
Cat: that was excellent, tween
Nabby: thanks Peter!
ZookyFogg: what's a horse to do?
EWeston: And keep an eye on that crab
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shoes for the dead: getter than dishonestly thinking that
Bunnyboy: Dex has ROOM!
||||||||| 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!"
DJTweeny: ty Cat
Nabby ducks.
Cat: On Facebook today, Peter Stenshoel, a friend of Pete's and the producer of several of my audio plays, related a dream he had about Bergman, which convinces him there is an afterlife
DJTweeny turkeys
EWeston: Goose him!
Bunnyboy: Oops, I mean TWEENY has ROOM!
DJTweeny: kewl, Cat
lily: now whatch out for that goose step
Nabby: bwauk
Cat: Dex's living room is indeed large,
EWeston: He swings a mean wing too.
ZookyFogg: Bogart not that 1/2 sphere
DJTweeny: Goose Step Mama is a great tune from the Beatles parody album The Rutles
Nabby: anybody got any goose?
Dexter Fong: It used to be since Cat left
pinholeF200: We
DJTweeny 's apartment is actually quite tiny and full of equipment
Cat: lol
pinholeF200: We've still got some corn left
EWeston: There's some in the back, smoking.
lily: cob pipes on the back porch
shoes for the dead: smoking scorn
||||||||| 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!"
Nabby: is that a blue mutant
ZookyFogg: Give me your best duck call
pinholeF200: Here duck, here duck
shoes for the dead: Heads!!
EWeston: Gooses look down their noses at you real good
DJTweeny: That one's running getting away!
lily: arrrk
DJTweeny: The Chinchilla Show is one of my all-time fav FST skits
EWeston: Hey you with the feathers! You want to step over here?
||||||||| 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."
Nabby: smoke the cob you'll really get off koff koff
ZookyFogg: Pretty good
lily: you can't digest that
Nabby: I think that's my new phrase
Nabby: or not
EWeston: From Nat Lamloon's Radio Dinner
EWeston: Lampoon, self immolates
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Porgy - dead from jaundice
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ZookyFogg: Everybody is Shakespear.
Nabby: good _point_
lily: pointy lizards
EWeston: But not everybody is Francis Bacon
InTheWood: Lest we forget.
shoes for the dead: tastes like pork
ZookyFogg: Or Emory White
EWeston: Flatterer
Nabby: oh you had to say lizard and bacon
ZookyFogg: I never exhaled
lily: dems fightin words
DJTweeny: lol Zooky
InTheWood: Tastes like--bacon?...
Beet: Did George Bush Unhale?
EWeston: Rymes with Macon?
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lily: if ya herk it long enough
Nabby: (I prefer meatless hot creatures)
EWeston: With a side of Interesting Nest of Spiders
shoes for the dead: spicy jellyfish?
Nabby: And the stunned ducks
EWeston: Choose your utensiles with care
||||||||| "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!"
Cat: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orson_Welles
Cat: Apparently, Orson did the illustrations for the book.
lily: octopie pie
pinholeF200: Thrice Humiliated Duck
ZookyFogg: They've been flying over all day
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Nabby: so that's 8....pies?
EWeston: Nylon Bunnies
shoes for the dead: 8 sided pies
Nabby: Ah I see
lily: 413
Cat: Yes Bush did indeed inhale. I got stoned with the guy who smoked up with GW
ZookyFogg: Gotta do a smoke break folks.
Nabby: counting on fingers
pinholeF200: Octopodes = plural of octopus
EWeston: You can't multitask?
Cat: Although I suspect there were many
lily: how my suckers are there
pinholeF200: born every minute
shoes for the dead: gw sniffed a lot of coke
Cat: a new one born every minute, lily
Nabby: Bush inhaled too much Cheney
EWeston: Point to Nabby
ZookyFogg: I go outside for air and smoke goes the contradiction.
lily: lol podes suckers
Beet: he was smoking him
shoes for the dead: a known carcinogen, Nabby
Nabby: I hear his aroma was.....noisome
EWeston: Scared the horses
DJTweeny: The Oliver stone "W." (about Bush) is really good, and fairly scary
DJTweeny: *Stone movie
lily: smell that quiet
pinholeF200: The real Bush was even scarier
Dexter Fong: I'll tske 200 'o them flash frozenbirds
||||||||| ZookyFogg sneaks away to The Aviary...
Nabby: Robots are our friends
Nabby: beep
EWeston: He was plenty scary in real time
shoes for the dead: she said metallicaly
||||||||| 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: fist law of robots club'
Nabby: yes lol
Beet: is that robot's rules of order?
lily: one leg at a time
EWeston: If you want to speak craftly, do you have to talk through a basket?
Dexter Fong: Robots in the Hexogram
lily: get the quarum
||||||||| 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."
shoes for the dead: take it case by case
EWeston: Its in the shop.
Beet: i'll take a case
shoes for the dead: a case of the pox?
lily: craftzilla take on Joannes
pinholeF200: Smoke rag, dance on Sunday
Beet: 24 in a case, 24 hours in a day. Coincidence? I don't think so.
Cat: lol beet
EWeston: Joannes lie to craftzilla?
lily: 20 in a pack 20 breaks in the day
Nabby: ciggies *sigh*
Nabby: miss em
lily: nail that coffin
EWeston: ebil habbit
Nabby: right coffin' spikes
pinholeF200: habbats smoke pipe-weed
lily: ew craftzilla friend to yarn
Nabby: road apple red?
shoes for the dead: a friend has an ecig loaded with a hash oil vial
EWeston: These days I think their fate is as biofuel
InTheWood: Which way'd we go?
Nabby: da vinci's brush
lily: to the left everything
Cat: Rabbits smoke Kif in Rabat.
EWeston: Yarn is good kitty approves of it
Nabby: all power to nobody!
InTheWood: All power to the transmitter!
EWeston: Duck!
lily: all jucie to the speakers
pinholeF200: Matthew, Mark, Luke and Duck
Beet: All this power just gets you a good seat at the play then somebody shoots you.
shoes for the dead: Ohm
lily: ducj tales shout out
Merlyn: If it quacks like a Luke...
EWeston: Ring pacifiers to all hysterics!
Merlyn: "Use force, Luke!"
lily: it looks like a mark
Lil: I'll take one of those
EWeston: What out for that dogma!
pinholeF200: No, use as much force as you want, but can't leave a mark
Nabby: I loved Hash and Hish in the Ice Follies
||||||||| 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: maththew god bless ya
Nabby: your dog car ran over my mama
EWeston: That's an autobot
pinholeF200: Per Mark Twain, cats have books. They are called catechisms
||||||||| ZookyFogg walks in and says "It's 10:17 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
InTheWood: And that's a night, dear, dear friends...
Beet: No more nylon, right?
ZookyFogg: 0 to 35
||||||||| InTheWood says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, InTheWood exits at 10:17 PM.
DJTweeny: Good one, Mr. Clemens
Cat: I have lots of books
ZookyFogg: Catch that
Cat: but not the firesign scripts. must get those
shoes for the dead: go Kesey!
Nabby: Oh my I must go a bit early. G'night you, and you, and you, and you, and you over there, and you too, and yes, of course you, and you know who you are! Who am us anyway?
ZookyFogg: So much to consume before I die or die consuming
Nabby: Voot!
lily: night nabby
Cat: bill micintyre was the producer of this show as well as the new firesign radio station
Beet: G'Nite Nab
EWeston: Bubby Nobbster
Cat: nite, nabby
shoes for the dead: What? by Nabby
Dexter Fong: Night darling Nabby
pinholeF200: Consumption is a terrible way to die
ZookyFogg: Night Nab
Nabby: later!
DJTweeny: He's good, Cat
DJTweeny: bye Nabby
ZookyFogg: depends
pinholeF200: bye nab
Beet: Consumption be done about it?
ZookyFogg: I just exhaled
pinholeF200: There was a movie about waiting to do that
lily: my hair fluttered
Dexter Fong: "whoosh!!"
EWeston: It just sounds like all boogies to me
Dexter Fong: Yas suh!!!!!!
ZookyFogg: And put another notch in belt at same time and I can whistle
||||||||| 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: you ain't got no friends on the Right
Dexter Fong: you? Left????
EWeston: After I pull the same switch on both sides of the Big Ditch.
Beet: Herbert J. Filbrick
ZookyFogg: whhwhhwhhwhh
shoes for the dead: semaphor indians
Dexter Fong: He was an informent for the *Broadcssting system
EWeston: Skipping stoners, ah stones.
lily: flag um donw
ZookyFogg: and a banjo on my knee
EWeston: Pulling me canoe behind me
EWeston: My
not Ed: I just looked in the mirror and- yep - I'm still not Ed.
lily: Beet Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston Nabby pinholeF200 shoes for the dead ZookyFogg gotta cha cha can't type lol thanks tween and everybodies
Mr. Bark Bark: What happened to the goat?
Cat: a computer on acid is one of the revelations on Firesign World, their live show of Bozos
EWeston: Don't trust him
pinholeF200: later.lily
ZookyFogg: It's Suzannah who does it for me
not Ed: I see no ghosts
EWeston: Bye our Lily
shoes for the dead: by Lily
Cat: by lily
Beet: lily wilts. g'nite
DJTweeny: nite lily
pinholeF200: ghosts or goats or ghosts of goats?
DJTweeny: 13 minutes left
not Ed: or both
shoes for the dead: or both
EWeston: Check your perscription
Bunnyboy: Clockwatcher!
shoes for the dead: echo in here
Beet: Only if a goat dies a traumatic death does he turn into a ghost.
ZookyFogg: You're all ghosts
EWeston: Echo over there
EWeston: Eat me. Drink me.
shoes for the dead: traumatic death gaot was a good band too
Bunnyboy: You're nothing but a pack of cards!
Beet: i have a heas code
Bunnyboy: I wonder where land went?
Mr. Bark Bark: Drink me!
Cat: I'm not even from St. Louis
EWeston: Drink to me only with thy fox
ZookyFogg: Seven of hearts?
Beet: that's head code
EWeston: A rebus
Mr. Bark Bark: Oh my, look at the time! I'm going to be late for my bridge club! Night, all!
pinholeF200: Morse Science, Class of 69
ZookyFogg: Uncle Rebus?
Beet: bye bye bark bark
||||||||| 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: Zooks!
shoes for the dead: club that bridge, Bark
EWeston: Treat your god to a surprize doggy
Cat: by bark2
Dexter Fong: Bunny: I'm all in
EWeston: Get the strecher for Dex
||||||||| 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!"
ZookyFogg: Tes DJT
Dexter Fong: I fold EW
EWeston: None of your orgomie ninja tricks
DJTweeny: yw Zooky
ZookyFogg: Oh dam. I forgot to discard.
Dexter Fong says Bazingo!!
EWeston: Humanity dawns
DJTweeny: keep on zinging, Dex
Dexter Fong: Twnag on Tex
shoes for the dead: nobody told me there was a joker in this deck..................
Beet: velcro is hooks and eyes
pinholeF200: Oh, yeah, I see the monolith over there.....
EWeston: Grab yer tibula, and split!
ZookyFogg: Do I play it anyway
Dexter Fong: Don't loo back Beet
||||||||| 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'
Dexter Fong: \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
ZookyFogg: Gotta catch my feet
EWeston: Use some foot powder to blind them
ZookyFogg: hoota hoota hoota
shoes for the dead: two wek stomp
shoes for the dead: week
pinholeF200: too weak
EWeston: Can the stomp rate be, adjusted
shoes for the dead: takes a quroum
ZookyFogg: My alabaster just dried
EWeston: We're doomed then
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| lily - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Nabby - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: And I'm too young!
ZookyFogg: Wait. Okay. Just found mydisco ball
Bunnyboy: Oh! That was the last DEAR FRIENDS. I'd recognize that noise loop anywhere.
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny
||||||||| 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!"
shoes for the dead: Thanks tween! and Merlyn!!
Lil: Great stuff Tweeny :-)
Beet: This was a good one. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween.
pinholeF200: Thanks Tween, DJ on
Bunnyboy: Thanks Tweeny!
Cat: great work as always, tween
EWeston: Good eve, non traumatic in any possbile way...opps.
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
Merlyn: tx tweeny
||||||||| 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!"
Ah Clem: Nice job Tween
DJTweeny: Thanks folks :)
Lil: Night night thanks for bringing back the sermon!
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
||||||||| At 10:42 PM, Merlyn dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| "10:42 PM? I'm late!" exclaims EWeston, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
||||||||| 10:42 PM -- Cat left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| pinholeF200 is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:42 PM.
Dexter Fong: Thanks also to Merlyn
Dexter Fong: And God Night to ye all
ZookyFogg: Ad Astra, folks.
Bunnyboy: Nite, folks!
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:43 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| DJTweeny is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:43 PM.
||||||||| Dexter Fong leaves to catch the 10:43 PM train to Hellmouth.
||||||||| ZookyFogg sneaks away to The Chapel...
Bill Dang: night night all
||||||||| At 10:45 PM, Bill Dang vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| 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 jaundice
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from the yaws
||||||||| late - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| MacCat - dead from measles
||||||||| ZookyFogg - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Lil - dead from jaundice
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Ralph - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| not Ed - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| dhoodness waltzes in at 11:31 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:52 PM and Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I just thought I would visit this handsome website which appears to concern the "Beatles of Comedy." They are fine chaps, I hear.
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dhoodness - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Regarding the grape... indeed, I was just in Greece for a meeting of poets, philosophers, and playwrights.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): More on this next week -- which is already in progress!
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) leaves to catch the 11:56 PM train to Colorado.
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 12:02 AM, dragging grizzlyfish by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| grizzlyfish - dead from jaundice
||||||||| 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 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ah Clem - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| 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:
Balloonatic
Beet
Bill Dang
Bunnyboy
Cat
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
InTheWood
late
Lil
lily
Merlyn
Mr. Bark Bark
Nabby
not Ed
pinholeF200
Ralph
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Ah Clem
ZookyFogg
URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orson_Welles
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://www.alternet.org/culture/10-words-you-didnt-know-used-be-dirty?akid=12260.128012.R4RcHG&rd=1&src=newsletter1019767&t=20
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#JUSFLKPFTFTJ
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow



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