A Firesign Chat
01/01/2015




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 January 01, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "2:05 PM and late as usual, it's yknot?, just back from Funfun Town."
||||||||| It's 2:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| yknot? - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "6:44 PM? 6:44 PM!!" says Catherwood, "DJTweeny should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as DJTweeny enters and sits on the divan.
||||||||| It's 6:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| DJTweeny - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| DJTweeny sashays in at 6:58 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatre.com **'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 7:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| DJTweeny - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with DJTweeny close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 7:30 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Such a Tool in through the front door at 8:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Such a Tool: I hate scorched cues. They always warp.
||||||||| It's 8:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Such a Tool - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - you can join the streams now (NO AUDIO YET - just a chance for everybody to get connected) at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
||||||||| Outside, the 8:31 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving JoJo coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (various artists) - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
DJTweeny: Hi JoJo
||||||||| 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 dude disembarks at 8:31 PM.
DJTweeny: Hi dude
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Rufus_T_Firetween in through the front door at 8:32 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
JoJo: Hi DJTweeny
||||||||| Catherwood leads babylon sx in through the front door at 8:52 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi babylon sx
babylon sx: howdy
||||||||| It's 8:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:55 PM and Cat waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:55 PM and late as usual, it's Defthammer, just back from Portland."
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'EWeston', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:56 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
EWeston: Everybody shows up a once eh?
Defthammer: We had an anteroom when I was a kid...it was right near the unca room
Cat: Happy New Years, chatters
||||||||| godnarb steals in around 8:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
EWeston: Segregate your relatives
DJTweeny: Hi Cat, Defthammer, EW, godnarb
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 01, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
EWeston: Hope evryones recovering from new years eve
||||||||| 9:00 PM: lily jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
DJTweeny: Hi lily
EWeston: Eve to the Lily of the evening
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:00 PM, dragging Such a Tool by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
godnarb: I quit drinking today - so I hate the universe.
lily: babylon sx Cat Defthammer DJTweeny EWeston godnarb JoJo even all lookin good in the new year attire and thank djtween for eveythin
DJTweeny: Hi Tool
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
||||||||| shoes for the dead sashays in at 9:01 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
shoes for the dead: Howdy
Such a Tool: Where do I get my parking validated?
EWeston: New soles shoes?
godnarb: I'll violate your parking
lily: wake up and smell the new year
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
shoes for the dead: my mukluks are frozwn
EWeston: Behind the Small Animal Administration
||||||||| 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 Lil gets out at 9:02 PM.
Defthammer: I got your validation right here. wacka wacka wack
DJTweeny: Hi Lil
lily: hi lil
Defthammer: a
Lil: Ow! Hey crowd
lily: b
JoJo: Hi Lily
Defthammer: How was the ride, lil?
DJTweeny: lily moved to Australia, according to Nino
lily: hi jo jo
EWeston: The crowd motions in an unconcious manner
Lil: Bumpy, thanks
Cat: this must be from their live show
lily: lily blooms where she is planted
Defthammer: That Capt. Pandet...always the cowboy
shoes for the dead: my cat is with us tonite
DJTweeny: from Radio Now Live :)
JoJo: Kid proof prison!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:04 PM and late as usual, it's -=Bradley=-, just back from Funfun Town."
DJTweeny: Hi Bradley
Defthammer: Hoy
shoes for the dead: hey Brad
-=Bradley=-: Al righty then.
EWeston: More now, now!
Cat: there's never enough now
DJTweeny: This from All Things Firesign
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:06 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
shoes for the dead: there sure is plenty of then, tho
DJTweeny: Hi Elayne
Elayne: Happy new year, everyone!
EWeston: If it ain't Now, your dogmeat!
DJTweeny: HNY to all
Cat: Hi El
lily: Hi e
Defthammer: Lol...Nuevo Lobo
Cat: Thanks for the beautiful card!
godnarb: Ah, Nuevo Lobo!
EWeston: Ms E
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:07 PM and late as usual, it's CeeJayHey, just back from Oregon."
shoes for the dead: hey El
DJTweeny: Hi CeeJay
Elayne: Can't stay long, still sick. This is the worst cold ever.
Defthammer: Good by to peace in our time
DJTweeny: sorry to hear, E :(
Defthammer: sadly, truer words...
Such a Tool: Appropriate solicitudes for the new year to everybody
Cat: sorry to hear that, El
Elayne: I've been sick since before my holiday - my company shuts down from 12/24 through tomorrow, so it's been great to have the time off, but I've spent most of it recuperating.
Elayne: On the other hand, it's given me a great chance to catch up on my reading.
Defthammer: I'd rather be sick during the work week than the weekend
||||||||| 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 squeeze_the_wheeze gets out at 9:09 PM.
Defthammer: work already sucks...but my time off is sacred.
EWeston: Keep warm, keep fuzzy E
Elayne: Haven't gotten to the paperbacks Dex loaned me, but I've delved into some DC comics I've not read since they came out 4 yeras ago, back when we were on the comp list.
shoes for the dead: wheeze!
lily: hope u are better soon e
Elayne: I should say, I didn't read them when they first came out 4 years ago, so I'm catching up to the end of the "pre-New 52" era.
squeeze_the_wheeze: hey ho all
Defthammer: E...you should try my dear dead old dad's cold remedy
Elayne: What's that, Deft?
Defthammer: it involves a bottle of whiksy and a hat
Defthammer: You put the hat on the bed post and start drinking the whisky.
Elayne: Rob bought himself some whiskey, but I can't stand the stuff.
EWeston: Sounds like whiskey boarding
Defthammer: when you see two hats, go to sleep and you'll wake up good as new.
shoes for the dead: get drunk and have sex in your hat?
Elayne: Had some Korbel yesterday to celebrate the new year and I think I backslid, so alcohol is Right Out.
Elayne: However, getting goodly stretched usually works...
Defthammer: only if you bet on it shoes
Elayne: Damn, I'm so dizzy sober I'm seeing two hats now, and there aren't even any hats in this room.
Defthammer: probably right Elayne. Dad was a bit of a drinker.
lily: the moon chuckled
Defthammer: Other families put out milk and cookies for santa. we put out a glad of bourbon and a pack of Luckys
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
EWeston: Well its not Globners desease
Defthammer: glad = glass
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski tiptoes in around 9:14 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's jbirdium, just back from Billville."
lily: it happens evertime
lily: glad bags of bourbon
||||||||| "9:14 PM? 9:14 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dr.Dog should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dr.Dog enters and sits on the divan.
Elayne: LOL, Deft!
babylon sx: wake up!
Dr.Dog: Sorry had to dry my electrodes
Defthammer: I thought dot boom bust came before give me immortality
EWeston: The dogs already in, that saves time
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “GIVE ME IMMORTALITY, OR GIVE ME DEATH” - 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.amazon.com/Give-Me-Immortality-Or-Death/dp/B00000AG7T/ref=ntt_mus_ep_dpi_8 **'
shoes for the dead: I am asleep
Elayne: I can't look through my albums to ascertain the order, they're all behind the holiday table...
DJTweeny: Hi Dog, jbirdium, Johan, Wheeze
EWeston: Immortality was first
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Beet close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:16 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
Beet: Didn't know whether I would find anyone here tonight or not. Evenin' everybody.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Jola, DJT
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “GIVE ME IMMORTALITY, OR GIVE ME DEATH” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-ln
Elayne: DocTech got me the coolest holiday gift, he finally found record #6 in the Dear Friends series, the only one I was missing. I have it on tape and electronically, but it's not the same as owning the actual album, especially since I have the other 11.
EWeston: Beets awake
Cat: evening, beetbody.
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
shoes for the dead: and the Beet goes on
Beet: Just barely
Cat: great gift, el
Beet: awake, that is
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Beets, new year greets!
JoJo: Beet, awake.
Elayne: In return, he's getting all my old Firesign t-shirts.
Beet: hmmmmmmmuh, where ami
EWeston: You were hypnotized and we saved you. Send money
Defthammer: heh
Beet: Go you take PayPal?
Rufus_T_Firetween: New Firesign T-Shirts available here >>
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “GIVE ME IMMORTALITY, OR GIVE ME DEATH” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-ln
lily: keep your foot on the gas pedal at all times unless you have to stop
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign T-shirts, coffee mugs and other goodies now available at >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign
EWeston: Only during the mating season
shoes for the dead: pork?
EWeston: Kinda
Cat: must be from the pigs that live in trees
||||||||| 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!"
babylon sx: lol ebola - so ahead of it's time
JoJo: Designer boarders....
||||||||| 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!"
EWeston: BBQ pig wings taste like almost like pork
Defthammer: oh my...TFST swag...I must have a mug!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Sports? In my shorts?
shoes for the dead: mug him!
EWeston: Secure our brooders
lily: they come in six pack don't they
JoJo: Everybody must die, but you don't have to be there.....can't stop laughing
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: They come with a six pack
lily: what color is your state
EWeston: Abs or butts?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “GIVE ME IMMORTALITY, OR GIVE ME DEATH” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-ln
lily: boobs ew
||||||||| Catherwood leads Er neal into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:23 PM, then departs.
Defthammer: mine is green with a lot of white about this time of year.
Cat: i dont live in a state.
godnarb: Is that Ham on Nye?
EWeston: Mutants ferever!
Elayne: Cat, every time I've talked to you you seem to be in a state.
lily: than counrty cat lol
Cat: lol el
DJTweeny: Hi neal
Elayne: But I do agree, you're usually provincial.
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| -=Bradley=- - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Such a Tool - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: Is Neal Cassady in the Emergency Room?
Defthammer: I need extra knee room for my extra knee
DJTweeny: sounds like it
lily: catherwood, champagne for all
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to lily and says "My ears are burning..."
EWeston: Hose everyone down catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood snubs EWeston
shoes for the dead: de-sensitized radio
EWeston: He must still have a hangover
Defthammer: well hokeypokey everyone. My sweetbreads are broilin'. Time to go.
Cat: http://www.kerouac.com/
EWeston: Hammer on mang
Elayne: Catherwood, please do not bring me a champagne, I had enough yesrerday.
||||||||| Catherwood gets Elayne a champagne i had enough yesrerday.
Cat: Neal's famous letter has been found and was briefly on display at the Beat Museum in Frisco.
Defthammer: will do.
Elayne: Oh dear, and I asked him not to.
EWeston: Devious Elayne
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Oh no female women!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Er neal again close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:28 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Elayne: It's okay Johan, we're all fake geek girls, whatever those are.
Beet: I like this more every additional playing.
shoes for the dead: sounds neat, Cat
babylon sx: pre--texting
DJTweeny: Hello neal again
Cat: it's a great disc, beet.
DJTweeny: It really is, Cat
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “GIVE ME IMMORTALITY, OR GIVE ME DEATH” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-ln
Cat: The foundational document of the Beat Generation. My play Neal Amid would never have been written without it.
EWeston: I like that,"Run Spot run."
Er neal again: hello all
DJTweeny: very complexly layered
EWeston: Halibalutions to you
DJTweeny: one of those that requires many listenings
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Compares to ANY other FST album
Cat: true, johan
Elayne: Ah, good, my alternative medicine is working faster than I thought. Back to bed and lots of comics from 2011. Next week, all!
DJTweeny: rest well, E
lily: bye e
shoes for the dead: heal up El
Cat: hopefully a healthy you willl join us here next week, el
EWeston: They were a bit concerned about how this work would be recieved by their fansd
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Electrician, Nick Danger, whatever
EWeston: Bye Elayne
||||||||| 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."
lily: chocolate hippos
Beet: 'Nite, Elayne.
Cat: yes, it was their first album in years, ew
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Night, E!
DJTweeny: An excellent 'return of the four' album :)
||||||||| jbirdium leaves to catch the 9:33 PM train to Funfun Town.
DJTweeny: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
EWeston: It and the two following ablums are respectable FST works
||||||||| Mudhead bounds in at 9:34 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: I love Boom Dot Bust
DJTweeny: Hey Muddy!
Mudhead: Happy New Year
||||||||| 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!"
Cat: Hi Mud
EWeston: Mudster hahzah
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Bear whiz prozac, what a concept!
Cat: i think that little girl is bergman's daughter
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “GIVE ME IMMORTALITY, OR GIVE ME DEATH” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-ln
shoes for the dead: Mudhead!
DJTweeny: Could be, Cat
Mudhead: Sup?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Yo, Mudd!
DJTweeny: a brand new Fireyear, Mud
EWeston: My college team is up and away.
shoes for the dead: on speed again?
Beet: Hi, Mud
EWeston: An new brand of Duck Nibbles
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Everybody stay on camera!
DJTweeny: "You hormoned 'em, coach..."
EWeston: It's going over!
DJTweeny: great Sean Connery imitation
EWeston: Slowly
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| JoJo - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Defthammer - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Dr.Dog - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Er neal - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Who remembers anything?
shoes for the dead: what?
lily: thats what googles for
EWeston: I remembered you were going to say that
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Say whaat?
EWeston: I borrowed Obama's time machine
lily: I remember once
Mudhead: gosh I love this albumm
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
DJTweeny: do you remember the future, EW?
EWeston: What month?
DJTweeny: wonderful album
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No, but she has this grape...
lily: nose all sneeze all
DJTweeny: the month of Nektar?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: A Tab in the Ocean?
EWeston: We laucned a fusion powered Ice Zeppilin that month
Mudhead: Catherwood get a jerabom of your best champagne for everybody
||||||||| Catherwood gets a jerabom of his best champagne for everybody.
lily: thanks mud cheers
Cat: Isn't that a Hebrew king?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Old hands are the best hands...
Er neal again: I don't understand the future, but I'm being forced to live in it seci
Er neal again: second to second.
EWeston: I'm still waiting for real mental illness
Beet: live it or live with it
Cat: yes, ossman could read some poetry.
DJTweeny: "The future is fun! The future is fair! You may already have one! You may already _be_ there!!"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Now what does that mean?
shoes for the dead: itch and sniff
godnarb: How many truffle-stuffers coult a truffle-stuffer stuff?
EWeston: Cheeze it, the stiff!
lily: oh i miised the time bus
Lil: Mrs. Manila Envelopey is a personal friend of mine
Lil: She works with Martha Gluet
shoes for the dead: hi NSA guy
DJTweeny: lol
EWeston: Is she husbandless still?
Lil: Yeah no man will go near her
Er neal again: remember scratch and sniff? now THERE'S an industry with a future.
EWeston: Porsche McElmer is never seen with her
Lil: neither is Elmer Fudd
DJTweeny: only if you can do it over the internet, neal
godnarb: I've been to Donkey Dump Ut - it's full of Normons
Mudhead: Drunk stumbles into a bar, announces a "Bartender get a round for the bar, a whiskey for me and bartender give yourself a round." Bartender serves his drinks and tells the drunk "That'll be $67.50." The drunk sez " I cant pay that! I don't have any money. The bartender throws him into the alley and beats him up. After a few minutes the drunk stumbles back into the bar and sez " Give everyone in the bar a round, get me a whiskey, but nothin for you bartender, you get mean when you drink."
EWeston: Elmer's moving pretty slow these days
DJTweeny: Normons and Mailers?
DJTweeny: lol Mudhead
EWeston: Cheap bar, but they do do a good beat up
Lil: This is true, he needs to drive his stutters around in a car with the radio on
lily: one more round boys let the boyscouts hear you
DJTweeny: This album is so well-woven together
Cat: bebop sounds a lot like Pyncheon here.
Lil: Indeed 'tis Tweeny
EWeston: Throw him to the camel!
Lil: I need to go put my pirate hat on, BBS
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny wants an eyeball hat
DJTweeny: they used to sell them
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: If i'm not the man i used to be, then who is he?
DJTweeny: and can he still use your driver's license?
EWeston: Newly self realized?
Lil: they sold them on tour but they sold out so I didn't get one
EWeston: Somewhere in a closet I've got the winky dink hat.
Er neal again: I'm jumping to the other side. the conversion is backward, but deeper.
Lil: too many bozos around
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: i'm afraid so
Lil: He got a stutterer's license finally
shoes for the dead: my Gog
EWeston: IFR or VFR license
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Your nap will rise again
EWeston: Nap verticly
Lil: IDK license
EWeston: Always a badge of quality
Lil: Indeed
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
DJTweeny: kid-proof prisons would be a very good idea
EWeston: Ditto to that Tweeny
lily: but what about gmt
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'd had enough for one lifetime...
Beet: I need an eyeball hat.
EWeston: He got the Fever, and fell down
Beet: no fun
DJTweeny: too many kids being thrown into prison for non-violent drug offenses
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I don't care what you do in your hat
Lil: LOL Tweeny
EWeston: Been some good anti violence programs. Don't know if their still funded
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
lily: your miniture is cleared for takeoff
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
CeeJayHey: Jeepers!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:05 PM and late as usual, it's x, just back from Cambridge."
EWeston: Unfortunatly the cockpit is all fogged up
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I need a sandwich - veggie balogna on rice cake
DJTweeny: Hello 'x'
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:06 PM and Merlyn steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: Am I too late for the doll drop?
EWeston: Green a good color for your bologna?
shoes for the dead: Hey Merl
Cat: Hi Merl
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - from the DOMM Let’s Eat Broadcasts “NEW YEARS IN MIXVILLE”- 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 DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS AT >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ **'
EWeston: You missed her, or vice versa Merl
Cat: Good thing she didn't fall on you, Merl.
shoes for the dead: is versa really a vice?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No, E, it only tastes green
Beet: Hi, Merl
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Night all!
EWeston: Thank good for artificial colors! Versa says she is Shoes
lily: Beet CeeJayHey DJTweeny Er neal again EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski Lil Merlyn Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead x gotta go typing failing thaks djtween for all the fun looking forward to a year of laughter
EWeston: Pleasant eveing Lily.
Cat: all the best, lily
Mudhead: ni ni lily
Beet: see you next week lily
Merlyn: night
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Er neal again - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny: have a great week, lily
shoes for the dead: by Lily
Lil: s'long Lily
babylon sx: dear friends
EWeston: May Glog smirk upon yee.
EWeston: And watch out for the bore holes
shoes for the dead: and the boring tools
EWeston: Whistle droppers, army doctors.
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Krisbee', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:20 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
DJTweeny: Hi Krisbee
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
Krisbee: Hello!
EWeston: His serial may be soggy
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about for DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
shoes for the dead: this bit is good!
Beet: I require a tug
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| lily - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| godnarb - dead from jaundice
||||||||| x - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: What happens? Is this like pulling a finger?
DJTweeny: ; tugs Beet's finger
EWeston: That might be a charred catapeller
Cat: actually jelly fish isn't bad, in the right sauce.
Cat: beets are good too.
EWeston: Sizes up Beet for some ginsu
Cat: this is in Firesign poetry show.
Beet: Anybody smell something?
EWeston: The fry pan is for medicinal purpoeses only
DJTweeny smells some sauteéd beet
Beet: ouch
||||||||| 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: Go now to digestive glory
Beet: Happy New Year everyone! I look forward to a great new year of Firesign. Thanks to them, thanks all of you and of course thanks to the Mighty Tween. G'Nite.
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!
EWeston: Sweet dreams Beet
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
babylon sx: thanks man
Cat: Thanks for starting the new year right, Tween.
Lil: Don't take any hotfoots Beet
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
EWeston: Good radio bit. Next inflamitory times folk.
DJTweeny: always my pleasure, Cat :-)
Lil: Take care Tweeny
DJTweeny: you too Lil
||||||||| 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."
Cat: See y'all here next week.
Lil: Be well all
||||||||| Around 10:38 PM, Cat walks off into the sunset...
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| Around 10:39 PM, DJTweeny walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| "10:39 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Rufus_T_Firetween, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Krisbee - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Daveman enters at 10:41 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Daveman, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Auditorium.
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 10:42 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| not Ed sneaks in around 10:49 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
not Ed: I'm not Ed
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Daveman - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Beet - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Lil - dead from the common cold
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from measles
||||||||| EWeston - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| babylon sx - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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.
||||||||| Merlyn dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 11:06 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| not Ed - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'RedPillTweeny', just granted probation at 11:17 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| CeeJayHey - dead from measles
||||||||| 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:
babylon sx
Beet
-=Bradley=-
Cat
CeeJayHey
Defthammer
DJTweeny
Dr.Dog
Elayne
Er neal again
EWeston
godnarb
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
JoJo
Krisbee
Lil
lily
Merlyn
Mudhead
not Ed
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Such a Tool
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=gmiogmd-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.amazon.com/Give-Me-Immortality-Or-Death/dp/B00000AG7T/ref=ntt_mus_ep_dpi_8
http://www.cafepress.com/firesign
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatre.com
http://www.kerouac.com/
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow



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