A Firesign Chat
01/15/2015




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 15, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Barney', just granted probation at 7:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies DJTweeny into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 7:56 PM, then departs.
||||||||| 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 **'
DJTweeny: Hi Barney
||||||||| "7:57 PM? 7:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Rufus_T_Firetween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Rufus_T_Firetween enters and sits at the bar.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 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) **'
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Waylon Jennings, Los Lobos) - 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) **'
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:41 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from New York."
||||||||| "8:44 PM? 8:44 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mr. Bark Bark should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mr. Bark Bark enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Mr. Bark Bark: Rough!
DJTweeny: Hey Dex, Bark
Mr. Bark Bark: Hey, Tweeny!
||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving signpainter coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny, appreciate the bark, just don['t sniff me
Mr. Bark Bark: It's a biological imperative.
DJTweeny: Hi painter
Dexter Fong: Hey tween, I'm npt getting any sound
||||||||| 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!"
Mr. Bark Bark: I am-- sounds good.
DJTweeny: working fine here, Dex
DJTweeny: I have a machine that listens to the stream
Mr. Bark Bark: It's in the water.
DJTweeny: That's why it's good to have a warm-up set :)
Dexter Fong: Got it now tweeny, thanks
DJTweeny: hmmm, the stream is rather yellowish
DJTweeny: kewl Dex :)
Mr. Bark Bark: He was in the chapel. It's soundproofed.
Dexter Fong: So god can't hear us i imagine
Mr. Bark Bark: Thursday is my worst day-- I get up at four a.m., and only had three hours' sleep overnight... Will try to stick it out tonight...
Dexter Fong: Bark: You gotta start young if you wanna stick it out
Mr. Bark Bark: Or wait for warmer weather.
DJTweeny: wow Bark :/
Mr. Bark Bark: I'm trying to decipher that glyph.
||||||||| Catherwood leads EWeston into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:52 PM, then departs.
Mr. Bark Bark: Clean it up, you guys, it's Weston.
Dexter Fong: Hey EW
EWeston: Evein Tweeny, Dex. I heard that Mr. Bark Bark.
||||||||| Bobbelieu enters at 8:53 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Mr. Bark Bark: What did you say?
EWeston: I mean in whose movie
Dexter Fong: Hi BBlieu
Mr. Bark Bark: This is no movie!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:53 PM, dragging nightwhispers by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies lily in through the front door at 8:53 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi Bob, EW, NW, lily
Mr. Bark Bark: What are all these Mexicans doing here?
Dexter Fong: Hi lily and NWhisp
EWeston: Oh yah! Whattaboud this gren screen eh?
lily: Bobbelieu Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston lily Mr. Bark Bark nightwhispers signpainter hello all and hope you are all frosty and thans Djtween for a laugh or two
Bobbelieu: Anybody home...ome..ome...?
nightwhispers: howdy
EWeston: Ah Lily snuke in
Mr. Bark Bark: Huzzah!
Dexter Fong: snuke = silent a bomb?
Mr. Bark Bark: Shh, you'll wake the snuke.
EWeston: Snot here.
Dexter Fong: I got some spit
Mr. Bark Bark: Isn't this the Old Same Place?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'COtech', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:56 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
||||||||| 8:56 PM: Beet jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Dexter Fong: Looks the same
EWeston: Any mucus in a dark storm
lily: the devil you say
Beet: Evening all.
DJTweeny: Hi CT, Beet
Dexter Fong: Hey Beet
Mr. Bark Bark: Hey you guys!
Dexter Fong: Yes?
EWeston: We got the beet de dah dedah dedah
Beet: Is COtech cylindrical?
Mr. Bark Bark: Don't GoGo yet!
||||||||| Catherwood leads Cat in through the front door at 8:57 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (8:57 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Hey cat
llanwydd: we staring early tonight?
Dexter Fong: Hi llan
DJTweeny: Hey Cat, LL
Mr. Bark Bark: It's five o'clock somewhere...
Beet: Yo EW Cat Dex lily Tween et al
EWeston: I'll get my boots on. Hey Cat an Illan
Beet: Hi Llan
lily: hey beet
lily: muck with lucks
||||||||| "8:58 PM? 8:58 PM!!" says Catherwood, "squeeze_the_wheeze should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as squeeze_the_wheeze enters and sits at the bar.
Mr. Bark Bark: Whew, that's a load off my mind.
squeeze_the_wheeze: got stuck in the dwarf maples...howdy all
DJTweeny: Hi wheeze
Beet: hey squeeze
Cat: high, chatters
EWeston: I prefer a load on the ol spleen
squeeze_the_wheeze: I hope all is well
Mr. Bark Bark: (Chatter chatter chatter)
llanwydd: never heard radio now before
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 15, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
llanwydd: or before now
DJTweeny: You're in for a real treat :)
||||||||| shoes for the dead steals in around 9:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Cat: its good, llan
Dexter Fong: Hi squeezeHi shoes
EWeston: Nominal. He's turning over!
shoes for the dead: Howdy
Mr. Bark Bark: Dr. Federman, is it really you? Thank goodness!
Cat: hey shoes.
EWeston: Shod mang
Beet: Hi shoes
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Razarius', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Cat: helllo to your wife, thong
Beet: Hello NSA guy
EWeston: And I'm ready for pot luck brain surgury
lily: toungue and soul
DJTweeny: Hi Razarius
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “RADIO NOW LIVE! - PT 1” - 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#RNLIVEPFTFTJ **'
Dexter Fong: Amazingly timesly barnstormer sermon!!
Cat: smoke pot and good luck with the brain surgery
Mr. Bark Bark: Vote yes! Or no.
nightwhispers: dear friends
EWeston: Yah Dex
Mr. Bark Bark: Are those my bits?
EWeston: Yes and you can still beet the cleaners to them
lily: brain salad don't forget the beacon bits
shoes for the dead: do they fit in your mouth?
Cat: i may or may not have been involved with recording this album
||||||||| Deputy Dang waltzes in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Mr. Bark Bark: Not at this age.
Cat: no, i wasnt.
EWeston: That's what teeth are for, or were for.
Dexter Fong: Hey DD
Mr. Bark Bark: I may or may not be listening to this album.
Deputy Dang: Anybody lose a door knocker?
shoes for the dead: beacon bits - dit dit hah
Cat: this was portland before they came to seattle. i was involved with that show
Mr. Bark Bark: We already had one, but he vanished, mysteriously.
shoes for the dead: dah
Cat: how about a door hooker?
EWeston: Yes he took off mysteriously yesterday
Mr. Bark Bark: She swings both ways.
Beet: I already have one
Mr. Bark Bark: Let me introduce myself, I am Nick Danger.
EWeston: Get a pair. Its trendy you know
Cat: god's clown, a ref to a flick the firesign made that took place on the moutnain outside of portland
lily: for when you are lost in the chunnels of your mind
Cat: two knockers or two hookers?
EWeston: Ah the choice of dreams
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
Dexter Fong: Don't knock the hoookers
shoes for the dead: better than two hookers with only one knocker
Mr. Bark Bark: Eat it raw!
Beet: two hookers four knockers
||||||||| 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!"
nightwhispers: pork!
lily: knock knock knock on your hookers back door
Razarius: Like the lady said; "Live it or live with it!"
EWeston: Five knockers for Freedum
Mr. Bark Bark: Ask him!
DJTweeny: Hi Dang
llanwydd: I'd love to see an oyster bar called Eat it Raw
Deputy Dang: Good morning
Mr. Bark Bark: Ha
Cat: only in trees, night
DJTweeny: funny, Llan
EWeston: Assume the position Depty
Mr. Bark Bark: Tonight's wacky Foxhole Feature...
Razarius: Deputy Dan has no friends
lily: seveche
Cat: it is possible i hate something more than oysters but not likely
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and dude bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Outside, the 9:07 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi dude
EWeston: That was my cat
Beet: what's up, dude?
DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead
shoes for the dead: they were right about the lumps
||||||||| 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."
llanwydd: hey muddy
lily: get your peaches here
shoes for the dead: hey Mud and Dude
Dexter Fong: Hi dude and Muddie
EWeston: Mudster
Mr. Bark Bark: Gee Mudhead!
dude: I'm late
Mudhead: Good morrow
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
Mr. Bark Bark: But it's today!
Beet: howdy Mud
EWeston: Past its sell date marrow
Mudhead: howdy all
Deputy Dang: he was very big in his extremities
shoes for the dead: and it's Now!
Mr. Bark Bark: Vic Morrow?
Cat: depends on what It is
llanwydd: no, cousin brucie
EWeston: Can I go to the bafroom?
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bobbelieu - dead from jaundice
||||||||| signpainter - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
lily: llan thats how I got hooked on hockey
||||||||| 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: cousin lenny bruce?
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:10 PM, dragging Zooky Fogg by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Cat: canadian heroin, lily
nightwhispers: damned sponges
shoes for the dead: Gad Zooks1
llanwydd: hey zook
lily: so ture cat
Dexter Fong: Hey Zook
Mudhead: like my agent, he sucks
EWeston: Zooky do wah
Zooky Fogg: Good evening, Fire Folks.
Mudhead: tho i dont know why yould like my agent, he sux
Zooky Fogg: A sweeping greeting to all.
Cat: fogg
Cat: mud
Beet: hello zook
DJTweeny: Hard to believe this was over 15 years ago
EWeston: Sweep up those catfish eggs would you
DJTweeny: lol
Zooky Fogg: Been a quick week here.
Mudhead: hard to fathom I'll be 60 years old next month
shoes for the dead: roe roe roe your boat
DJTweeny: How Time Flys
Dexter Fong: Put the catfish eggs in the omelet
EWeston: Soon we discover boredom
Cat: Zazu Pitts?
DJTweeny: Will be to good to have you in the club, Mudhead :)
Zooky Fogg: No such thing as boredom in my world.
EWeston: I hate how they look when their hardboiled
Mudhead: No, Im 60, I dont need a club
||||||||| Catherwood ushers pinholeF200 into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:14 PM, then departs.
Cat: i think firesign audience is laregely in its 60s
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
Deputy Dang: I wish they had some of these on video. (Do they?)
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Cat: pin
EWeston: Recently 64 here
shoes for the dead: hey Pin
lily: but I am 60 so
DJTweeny: just a moment, Dang
EWeston: Hi Pinhole
llanwydd: I'm 53. I'm a latecomer
Mudhead: Bambi and I share a birth date
pinholeF200: Evening to all and sundry, even tho its thursdy
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
Zooky Fogg: A lot of collective wisdom?
Mr. Bark Bark: I'm back! It was a success! I've been to Ancient Greece-- look at this grape!
shoes for the dead: wiz-dumb
EWeston: Not a loot of collective wisdom
llanwydd: so am I,pin. let's order a drink
DJTweeny: I don't see anything about a video of this being available
lily: I ll share fairs fair
DJTweeny: Would be cool if they offered a DVD, though
Cat: theonly way you can have been to ancient greece is to be anciednt yourself
Deputy Dang: I've never seen any videos of them in anything. I admit I haven't looked on YouTube, though.
shoes for the dead: if you can't see it, it isn.t a video
Mr. Bark Bark: You wouldn't know it to look at me now...
DJTweeny: there's a ton of stuff on Youtube
pinholeF200: it's a believeo
EWeston: He could have borrowed Obama's time machine
||||||||| 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!"
Cat: dang, there is a ton of firesign stuff on youtube
Mr. Bark Bark: You mean UTV.
Deputy Dang: Okay, cool. There goes my Saturday. ;-)
DJTweeny: some firesign faux commercials
llanwydd: didn't know they did this on stage
Mudhead: and even on air
Mr. Bark Bark: Well, they can't, except in Washington State.
lily: those vws fabu
Zooky Fogg: I'm in a 100 plus complex and I don't find the collectivity increases the working intelligence that you might infer upon it.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
Deputy Dang: afk--starting dinner
Cat: llan, i saw them do this many times
EWeston: I think your entering into mob intelligence there Zooky
Cat: i don tknow how many shows i'[ve seen, but probably a dozen
DJTweeny: lol Zooky
Mr. Bark Bark: I've never seen them live.
llanwydd: I've only seen one
Cat: and you never will, bark
Zooky Fogg: True though, Tween.
Mr. Bark Bark: I've seen the rains down in Africa...
Cat: no pete, no firesign
lily: and we never will
pinholeF200: being in the Midwest, saw only one live show, in 1974
Mudhead: I was watching some MST3K last ago, and caught some Firesign riffs
Cat: i think austin said that when he was here one time
EWeston: This particular show is different than their other runs through it, that I've seen
Beet: I never will.
shoes for the dead: kinda like the 4 Tops
llanwydd: I saw them in 1981 but they didn't do Bozos
Cat: lily, there is enough of their stuff released already, and more will come. lets rejoice in that
lily: I do cat I do
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Don G. O'Vanni', just granted probation at 9:22 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
lily: thats why I am here to partake in what i don't know
DJTweeny: Hi Don
llanwydd: O, Don...
Mudhead: What kind of car did Pete end up with, a Benz?
Dexter Fong: Hi Don G
shoes for the dead: even Don swows up
pinholeF200: what you don't know won't hurt you
Don G. O'Vanni: Hi Kids!
Mr. Bark Bark: A benzedrine.
Cat: did i just ask you to marry me, lily? I have to start cutting down on all these intoxicants.
Zooky Fogg: There's life Lily.
Mudhead: We take drugs seriously in my family
EWeston: The site Dons again
Don G. O'Vanni: Hearing them do this live would have been so much fun!
||||||||| 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!"
Mr. Bark Bark: The site's Don again?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
lily: funny cat
Cat: it was, don. i saw them do this in seattle many times
lily: zook life is not worth laughing at
EWeston: There is the public tv show they did.
Don G. O'Vanni: I've always been restricted to my vinyl collection.
shoes for the dead: I saw them do this also
Cat: that pbs thing from 78?
EWeston: Xite Don. Don site. now clench up
shoes for the dead: differenr Portland show
Zooky Fogg: Then what's all the laughter about?
Dexter Fong: Lilly that's why I cancelled my subscription to Zook's Life
Cat: i try, lily
Mr. Bark Bark: I had a restricted covenant with my Super-8 films till '64
||||||||| It's 9:25 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...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** WEIRDLY COOL PBS Video Special - http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=wc-rv
EWeston: In post milienium I though Cat
lily: flubs in the tub
Don G. O'Vanni: Bottom-Fiedler Films? LOL.
EWeston: That's it Rufus
Rufus_T_Firetween: Try that, Dang
Cat: In pre millenium, you thought Dog?
Zooky Fogg: Can't we all just have fun?
Dexter Fong: What's next Budgies?
Don G. O'Vanni: This live recording is a trip...almost a mashup of their bits...
Cat: yes we cam. fpgg
Cat: yes don. they had to keep it fresh
Dexter Fong: Sure Zook 'till someone gets hurt, then it's even funnier
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
EWeston: They devolve in to dinosaurs
Cat: are we having fun yet?
pinholeF200: T-minus two minutes and couuuuuuuuuuuuuunting
Zooky Fogg: Did I step in something.
Don G. O'Vanni: The Santa Baby offramp...LOL
shoes for the dead: it's all fun until someone looses a sense of humor
EWeston: Its that season in the NW zookie
lily: harsh
Mr. Bark Bark: I let one loose a minute ago.
Zooky Fogg: I need a yin yang adjustment.
shoes for the dead: i keep mine on a leash
pinholeF200: weapons of math destruction--a plague of locus
EWeston: The color yellow can be good for that
lily: we had a pet tadpole
Cat: is there a female man?
Beet: No doubt
nightwhispers: dios mio
Mr. Bark Bark: Hillary 2016!
Don G. O'Vanni: Yeah, man, there sure is!
shoes for the dead: loci
EWeston: Its very fashionable
llanwydd: no but your letters might be delivered by a mail woman
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Don G. O'Vanni: Ultra attractive.
lily: edmund?
Zooky Fogg: Bernie 2016
Mr. Bark Bark: I spent a weekend with him in 2016
EWeston: Go Burnie!
||||||||| "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: Zook 2016
Rufus_T_Firetween: Mr. Bark Bark: Hillary 2016! << Elizabeth Warren, maybe
shoes for the dead: Papoon 2016
Don G. O'Vanni: Not insane, Hillary!
EWeston: She keeps saying no, frequently
Zooky Fogg: Hell, I'm thinking of running just because.
lily: I will vote for u zook
shoes for the dead: Joe Walsh should run again
EWeston: Its after 6. I stop running and start walking
Don G. O'Vanni: I think I'll just sit in a tree and learn to play the flute!
Zooky Fogg: There's one, Lily.
pinholeF200: elizabeth warren is a lady, she can change her mind
Mr. Bark Bark: Isn't it time someone turned on a little stopping power?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Vote Zooky 2016! A Surrealist For The 21st Century!
||||||||| 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!"
Cat: joe should just keep making good music
EWeston: I've got this lightening Rod
Cat: life's been good to him so far
Rufus_T_Firetween: ditto Cat
llanwydd: is he insane?
Mr. Bark Bark: He's been up for a week!
Zooky Fogg: You know any Norwegian Wood, Don.
shoes for the dead: just an ordinary average guy
Mr. Bark Bark: Would what?
EWeston: With television dreams
Rufus_T_Firetween: Where's PrincP?
llanwydd: if he is, he should run for vermont governor first
lily: slogun: if you are in a fogg vote for fogg
Mudhead: I' in for my debreifing, Hanes no label size 36 please
EWeston: Ain't been really seen for over a month
Beet: Ventura for President
Mr. Bark Bark: And you can believe me. Because I'm always right, and I never lie.
nightwhispers: porked
Rufus_T_Firetween: Ventura will wrestle Romney?
EWeston: Daffy Duck for PRez
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy in through the front door at 9:35 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bunnyboy: Here's Red!
Beet: At least
Cat: how would i know
DJTweeny: Hey Bunny
Cat: hey bun
llanwydd: Hey BB
EWeston: Ney Bunny
Mudhead: Id pay a dollar for that!
pinholeF200: how 'bout Al Franken, he's good enough, smart enough and funny enough
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
Bunnyboy: Wahoo Wahoo Wahoo, Yadda Yadda Yadda!
Mr. Bark Bark: Al Franken is great.
shoes for the dead: Bun!
Cat: lolpin
Cat: i loved him on air america, not so much on snl
llanwydd: yeah, if w was smart enough, franken is
EWeston: Gotem in the back with the jackalopse
lily: zing zing zing
Rufus_T_Firetween: Franken would definitely add something to the debates
EWeston: I' vote for Al F.
Bunnyboy: Bring on the sick days!
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
pinholeF200: Franken and SNL didn't get along he's done better stuff
Zooky Fogg: Cookies for everybody. Know I need a running mate,
Rufus_T_Firetween: Reminds me of the Robin Williams movie "Man Of The Year"
Don G. O'Vanni: I'm a victim of insense!
Cat: i tried to get firesign on air america, with not much success
Rufus_T_Firetween: I hear FST and SNL didn;t get alon. That's really too bad. Could have been fun
Rufus_T_Firetween: *didn't get along
Cat: maybe, tween.
Cat: kinda different sensibilties, though
llanwydd: where did you hear this, tween?
Rufus_T_Firetween: maybe
shoes for the dead: probly had to do with Power, Rufus
lily: ny snobs
Don G. O'Vanni: Ralph! I'll take it!
Rufus_T_Firetween: Some of their faux commercials like Rat In A Box are definitely SNL material
Zooky Fogg: My first declaration will be Star Fleet Head Quarters is wherever I'm at. Now let's do the budget.
Mr. Bark Bark: There's something inherently jealous about the SNL system.
Bunnyboy: Anybody ever seen, or done, a sketch, or improv, where the characters predicate their speech with words describing their emotional state?
Rufus_T_Firetween: from cat actually, llan
EWeston: Loren Michicles was reported to have a hard spot against them
llanwydd: interesting
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cat said Lorne Michaels didn;t like them for some reason
Cat: sounds kinda familiar, bun
lily: Mr Foog how do you stand?
Bunnyboy: Par exemplum: I've always wanted to start a (stage) rant, by simply declaiming the word: "Incensed!"
Dexter Fong: Bunny, I've done some performance improv, not sure what you mean
Rufus_T_Firetween: vaguely, Bunny
Mr. Bark Bark: He liked a lot of lesser comedians.
EWeston: On his feeets!
Zooky Fogg: Then I'd replace the Pope with Tommy Chong.
Cat: true, bark
shoes for the dead: power and control
Bunnyboy: EWeston: In Canada, they spell it LORNE.
Mr. Bark Bark: I thought somebody already did replace him with Chong.
llanwydd: lol, zook
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Barney - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Bunny: You provlaim "Incensed!" and thencontinue in a normal voice?
EWeston: Fair enough, I misspelled his last name too.
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
pinholeF200: I've got news for you Zook, the pope IS Tommy Chong
||||||||| 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 Elayne plummets into the garden at 9:40 PM.
Don G. O'Vanni: And the President IS named Schickelgruber
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Mr. Bark Bark: I'm going out there, Maury!
lily: pin no wonder thanks
DJTweeny: Hey Elayne
EWeston: Pope FRank for Secretary of State
lily: Hi E
Beet: Hi, E
llanwydd: I like francis but you can't deny he is a bit unpopish
EWeston: Lo Elayne
shoes for the dead: El!
pinholeF200: common name among Islamists in Kenya
Zooky Fogg: Happy to turn a smile
||||||||| 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!"
Elayne: So we're seeing DocTech and Lili this Saturday, any messages you'd like me to pass along?
Dexter Fong: Hi elayne
EWeston: Bit old too
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Bunnyboy: Dex: with barely contained fury.
Mr. Bark Bark: You could definitely have sex with THAT hat, though.
Beet: Is the Pope Catholic?
Mr. Bark Bark: That's what everyone's asking, Beet.
DJTweeny: Elayne, thm they have to reschedule their billiard games so they can join the chat :)
llanwydd: popes have been traditionally catholic, I believe
Dexter Fong: Thanks Bunny with slightly worried curiosity
EWeston: Satin is always a hit
Elayne: LOL, Tween! I'll mention it but I don't think they'll agree.
Mr. Bark Bark: The last one was, I know.
DJTweeny: ;)
Bunnyboy: I guess the standard response, even back to Commedia, would be: "How DARE you?!?"
Zooky Fogg: White smoke means thier still contemplating, black is determined, and gray is send in Chong.
Mr. Bark Bark: Hava at you!
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Cat: Hi El
Elayne: So I was hoping to see Phil P back on chat now that he's back in the country...
nightwhispers: sucking is good
shoes for the dead: gesundheit
EWeston: Donno. How dare I? Metaphysiclly absurd!
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Mr. Bark Bark: The internet knows no borders.
||||||||| 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."
Dexter Fong: "I double dpg dare you" the standard reply
Elayne: Hey Cat. Still havrn't finished reading that Spiegelman interview. :) I've always found him kinda boring, to tell you the truth.
Bunnyboy: "Don't be for 'fraid! Nothing could happen to you!"
Mr. Bark Bark: Unless you're in China, I mean.
Elayne: He didn't really say anything Ted Rall said more angrily. :)
Cat: as i told you i loved his two vancouver shows
DJTweeny: I'm going to invite him, Elayne. Wanted to give him a while to settle in.
DJTweeny: Would be great to hear some stories of his travels
pinholeF200: In a box or in a hat?
EWeston: Shutup, he agreed
Elayne: I agree with both of them that political cartooniing is a dying, if not dead, art in the US now.
Dexter Fong: "Okay Bunny, I will if *you* will
Elayne: Sounds good, Tween1
Cat: i like the idea that cartooning is taken seriously
Cat: not just for kids
Mr. Bark Bark: If it's not dead, it's in hiding.
pinholeF200: deadly seriously!
EWeston: Its in the movies
Elayne: Cat, political cartoons have never been for kids. But they're (a) not profitable in this country and (b) not really doable in this atmosphere, certainly since 9/11.
llanwydd: it started with thomas nast didnt it
lily: but it was my dream
Bunnyboy: Yeah, good luck looking for animated titles, in US stores. Inevitably buried in odd places.
Zooky Fogg: God bless you when sneeze and damn if you crap your pants. Is that how you run an administration.
Mr. Bark Bark: That was Santa Claus.
llanwydd: I wonder if that is where the word nasty comes from
Elayne: You should read some of Ted Rall's recent comments about the state of political cartooning in the US.
EWeston: Zippy the Pinhead is good. And syndicated too
Cat: nast is an old fave
Dexter Fong: I was just reading Fatwah Funnies....great cartoons of the Pope, Al Sharpton, and OJ
Elayne: True EWeston, but Griffith is more absurdist than political.
Elayne: Who's it by, Dex?
Bunnyboy: Ted Rall? He still works?
Mr. Bark Bark: This Modern World.
Elayne: GOod lord yes, Bunnyboy.
Bunnyboy puts on a Danny Hellman mask.
shoes for the dead: zippy was in the Boulder paper back in the 70's
Elayne: http://rall.com/
Elayne: All the rants you could want!
Bunnyboy: MBB: That would be Tom Tomorrow.
Cat: i saw ted rall on democracy now the other day
Dexter Fong: Elayne, calls himself Muwahar Capp
EWeston: He's a lot of things, among them political, cultural, and surrealistic
Elayne: Tom Tomorrow (Dan) is still around too.
Bunnyboy: Does Rall bowhunt?
llanwydd: you can always rant an apartment
Elayne: http://thismodernworld.com/
Bunnyboy: Oops! Better watch out!
Mr. Bark Bark: And just in time.
pinholeF200: llan, that joke went flat
Cat: there is a lot of great political cartoonage, and has been for a long time
EWeston: I like TT. Not political but good is Nine Chickweed Lane
Mudhead: Tom lives near me
Bunnyboy looks furtively for process servers.
llanwydd: LOL, pin
EWeston: There behind the internet servers Bunny. Look out!
Bunnyboy: Yeah, I was funning. Of course Ted Rall still squalls.
DJTweeny: Ralll's excellent
Bunnyboy: Here's a cricket SFX, pinholeF200.
DJTweeny: *Rall
Elayne: Well, I'm afraid my absolute favorite comic strip nowadays isn't political at all.
lily: watch out for quarks
Mr. Bark Bark: And that would be?
Bunnyboy: Catherwood, fetch a Cricket SFX!
||||||||| Catherwood hands a cricket sfx.
Dexter Fong: Elayne, Nancy and Sluggo?
lily: archie
EWeston: They quawk funny
Elayne: http://www.breakingcatnews.com/ It's absolutely brilliant, adorable, funny as hell, very sly... and about kitties!
Cat: i really miss doonesberry ,which is kinda political
Elayne: The woman who draws it based it on her own cats and family.
||||||||| 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: Haven't seen a newspaper in years
EWeston: What's its name Elyane?
Elayne: No, I never get my comics from the papers, which of course is part of the problem. Everything's on the web now, especially cartoons.
Mr. Bark Bark: There hasn't BEEN a newspaper in years.
Razarius: More coffins Warden ?
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Zooky Fogg: My heart device alarm has been going off. Need my battery changed. Why it is still invasive is discouraging in this day of science. Back to the sharp end of the knife!
Mr. Bark Bark: Maybe you've been hacked, Zooky
Cat: Wow. Great stuff, El
||||||||| 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!"
llanwydd: I think the laser has a brighter future, zook
EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure
Bunnyboy: Well, it was a rebendable Short Stop. Check ya later, kids!
Rufus_T_Firetween: the online NYT cartoon set isn't bad - http://www.uclick.com/client/nyt/db/
pinholeF200: more tea, Vicar?
Elayne: I read, via RSS feed, the Daily Kos comics, TT of course, Ted Rall, Breaking Cat News, Matt Wuerker, xkcd, Wondermark, Mark Fiore... so much good stuff.
Rufus_T_Firetween: I really like Tom Toles
Zooky Fogg: The last time the anesthesiologist told me to count back from 10 and I said 11 and was gone and came back in at 973.
lily: step away from the microwave zook
EWeston: By by Bun
llanwydd: nite bb
Dexter Fong: Nite Bunny saying it with authority
Mr. Bark Bark: Night, Rocky.
DJTweeny: bye Bunny
pinholeF200: see ya bun
Elayne: Heh, Cat, I thought you'd appreciate Breaking Cat News! Georgia has quite the following, the comments section is always mandatory reading for me.
Bunnyboy: Ditto for Toles!
shoes for the dead: by Bun
Elayne: Night BB!
Beet: Nite Bun
||||||||| 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: night bun
Bunnyboy: WIth great feeling!
||||||||| At 9:54 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
pinholeF200: I'd walk a mile for a camel, but I'd ride thecamel back
Dexter Fong: LLike atny songbirds, Bun
lily: the pause that refreshes
||||||||| 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!"
EWeston: Dromidary dromidaryoo
llanwydd: I wonder if anybody has ever walked a mile for a cigarette
||||||||| It's 9:55 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 dengue fever
||||||||| COtech - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: I mean just one
Zooky Fogg: Dijery doo to boot
Elayne: Oh, I forgot to mention Jesus & Mo - love that one.
shoes for the dead: i'm sure of it, LLan
Elayne: http://www.jesusandmo.net/
Dexter Fong: You could be out in a choke hold for saying that llan
Cat: After Icy's death oue catshave become ourf lives
EWeston: I think there maybe something else in that boot
Zooky Fogg: I have Llan.
Elayne: His latest is a good commentary on current events.
llanwydd: that reminds me zook, do they still have that camel on the side of the road between shelburne and charlotte?
Razarius: Killin pigs ain't Kosher sarge
llanwydd: you may have seen it. the only camel I have ever seen north of the bronx zoo
Mr. Bark Bark: Can the wise-lip, Sliverberg.
EWeston: Snap out of it George
Elayne: An I just started reading Scenes from a Multiverse http://amultiverse.com/
Cat: i got kicked out, maybe for poor sprerring
Zooky Fogg: I'm not sure, LLan. There use to be there on 7 somewhere.
EWeston: Help him up
pinholeF200: can lead to metal demangement cat
llanwydd: I thought that was amazing
Cat: i love the idea that i now live at a time where a multiverse is consdiered a real possibility
shoes for the dead: here's a line of coke
Cat: In another universe, Bit is till alive, for example.
Zooky Fogg: Whale tails on the highway nearby.
pinholeF200: new coke or classic coke
llanwydd: all possiblilities should be considered
EWeston: Then he'll be high on false drugs
lily: oops cola stain on the carpet
Dexter Fong: That's what you sain in that other univerwe Cat
Razarius: Lock and load private
nightwhispers: kikikiki
llanwydd: remember the days when we all thought outer space was infinite. drove you crazy didn't it
Mr. Bark Bark: Zzzzzzip! Beep! ...do you remember NOW, Lieutenant?
EWeston: The fuze has gone all wonky
Beet: Llan, you mean it's not?
Cat: maybe i'll live lnog enough for this to be proven, ability to connect with other universes
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: can't be
Cat: llan, i dont think a finite mind can comprehend infinity
pinholeF200: supposedly the whole sky would always be lit up if the universe were infinite
EWeston: Plenty of new info on our own galaxy that is very interesting
Mr. Bark Bark: Infinity in every moment.
llanwydd: whatever a finite mind is
lily: thinly valed
Mr. Bark Bark: We have lost the sound portion of our pic-shmishion...
Mudhead: I cant connect Tweeny
pinholeF200: gloubner's disease strikes again
nightwhispers: stream is dry as a bone, man
Cat: where religions come from, bark
Razarius: Godnight and good bless you
Mr. Bark Bark: We will continue with the video portion, however...
EWeston: What he said
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski sneaks in around 10:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Cat: you leaving us, raz?
Elayne: Ah, 10 PM and I've hit that wall. Heading off to beddie-byes. Night all!
nightwhispers: damned nsa censoring the feed again
llanwydd: Hey Joh
Deputy Dang: 16k line stopped, too
shoes for the dead: cue the organist, Tween!
Razarius: l8tr all
Mudhead: ni ni E
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
DJTweeny: just a moment folks
lily: night E
Beet: G'Nite E
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Mr. Bark Bark: I can't even hear the Magic Bowel Movement now!
nightwhispers: okeedokee
pinholeF200: Night El
EWeston: Warm fuzzies Elayne
Mr. Bark Bark: We haven't seen the last of her!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:02 PM and late as usual, it's Hemlock Stones (Genuine!), just back from Colorado."
Beet: My sound is back
shoes for the dead: By Elayne
Dexter Fong: Ah, I see, was trying to figure out why no audio
EWeston: That c minus broke the piano
Mr. Bark Bark: My iron lung is working again!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi, everyone!
Rufus_T_Firetween: lost my connection to the RFD server
Rufus_T_Firetween: just a moment...
Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, Mr. Stones.
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'dude', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
EWeston: Then we got rythem. Hi Hemlox
Zooky Fogg: Check Check Water Waiter
Cat: stones, you are rolling in a bit late
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, don't go! I just want to say "high." Oops, I meant "hi!" (Oh my).
Dexter Fong: Radio Free Delivery?
DJTweeny: should be back now
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It's all a John Cage masterpiece here.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello to you, EWeston!
Zooky Fogg: Hey Stones
shoes for the dead: Hey dude
Mr. Bark Bark: Four minutes yet?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): And hello, Barky!
dude: my stream died
Beet: Hi Stones
dude: my stream died
nightwhispers: will mr uh clem please report to the hospitality shelter
DJTweeny: yeah, still not fixed yet...
EWeston: Don't pour water on it
Dexter Fong: Dude: dude everybody's streeam died
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Johan! I love your music! You are my favorite centaur composer!
Mr. Bark Bark: I don't have the right plug-in! No wonder it smells like Glade in here.
pinholeF200: put in a new Zeppelin tube
dude: Ya got 20 seconds or i'm going to redtube
Zooky Fogg: For once it isn't just me.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Johan, what is your favorite key?
EWeston: A four legged piano, how quaint
DJTweeny: I'm sorry folks, there's a problem at RFD
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Whew. I thought I had gone deaf for a minute there.
Deputy Dang: Everyone, please stand on the rubber line.
Mr. Bark Bark: I don't care about your private life, or what his name is-- I'm here to see Nancy- I mean,...
Dexter Fong: Zook: It never was =))
Deputy Dang: Please keep your hands to yourself, thank you.
Mudhead: The one I split with the sound effects guy
lily: flash your zippo at me
dude: all right everybody .....
Mr. Bark Bark: Throbbing.
Dexter Fong: into the time machine
dude: take off your clothes
pinholeF200: now I'm beside myself
EWeston: Everyone run to starboard
Mr. Bark Bark: You don't understand how radio works!
Cat: lily, the long lost Marx sister
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I hope to share with you all someday my F flat minor Piano Concerto for piano.
lily: it looks good on YOU
Dexter Fong: hit yopurself oberr the head with a bottle of '86 Dom Peri
Cat: pass that grouch bag to me, groucho
Beet: I've been in Ancient Greece. See this grape
Zooky Fogg: Pardon me. My delusion.
pinholeF200: all those years at Solid State U shot to hell!
EWeston: Threats huh stones. I thought you beneath all that
DJTweeny: ** That may be it for tonight, folk. I'm having trouble reconnecting
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Dexter Fong: Big deak raisin
Cat: i'll roll up a couple of bombers and we can nag some sake
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Dexter Fong: deal
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Dude. Actually, I am not wearing clothes in the moment; I'm stuck my treesuit again!
DJTweeny: I'll keep trying
lily: zig fun
Dexter Fong: I aint a naggin no snakes, No! suh
EWeston: I've got two clowns, call.
Mr. Bark Bark: I hope he gets back before all this dry ice melts...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, EWeston, I AM beneath it all!
Dexter Fong: Hey Rube!!!!!
shoes for the dead: 3 pentacles
EWeston: Can you get some ice while your down there?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Westy, which clown should I call the AM or FM or DC?
Mr. Bark Bark: Are you trying to BUY your way out of these proceedings?
EWeston: Damn...folding now.
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Razarius - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: Babe Rube, he can't spell but he sure can hit home runs
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): How many of you are hippies out there?
Dexter Fong: It's your clown Mr. Stones...you call the shots
DJTweeny: OK, have 128 back
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah! Sounds like sounds like sounds...
lily: Beet Cat Deputy Dang Dexter Fong DJTweeny dude EWeston Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) Johan Amadeus Myjetski Mr. Bark Bark Mudhead pinholeF200 shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg my toes is froze night all and thanks DJTween for a lovely time once again
Beet: Retired hippie
DJTweeny: bye lily
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Cat: ah, sound
Beet: Nite lily
Mr. Bark Bark: Yay!!
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
EWeston: Kiss's and stuff Lily
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well, We are all Bozos on this bus, are we not? Luv to you All!
Cat: are we still married, lily?
pinholeF200: see ya lily
shoes for the dead: nitey, Lily
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Lily bye lo
Zooky Fogg: See ya' Lil. Enjoy as your able.
Dexter Fong: Thanks lily for those countless minutes that went into that heartfelt goodbye
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)?! It's 10:11 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
lily: chow mein ew zook 2016
DJTweeny: Will have 16k back in a couple of minutes
DJTweeny: Hi Stones
Mr. Bark Bark: LOL Dex.
lily: dex play nice
Beet: 'Bye Stones
pinholeF200: 128 is 5 by 9
Dexter Fong: Hey tween: what about us technically enhanced 128'ers
Zooky Fogg: It's 11:59. Make the most out of what's left of the day.
EWeston: Is that a recipe, or a political platform?
Deputy Dang: I can switch to 128k if I'm the only on using it.
Mr. Bark Bark: I think it's an IBM punch card.
Mudhead: Im on 128k
Dexter Fong: Yah big hog
nightwhispers: things fall apart, the center cannot hold
Deputy Dang: I'm on 128k now
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - from the DOMM Dear Friends Broadcasts “A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE INQUISITION”- 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: 128 fer me too, an two
nightwhispers: got it, thanks
Dexter Fong: Stream is back and louder than before =0
Mr. Bark Bark: What did you say?
shoes for the dead: enunciation!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And 3 new words in Turkish
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
EWeston: There we go
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
nightwhispers: what?
DJTweeny: likely the program material, Dexter
Mr. Bark Bark: Take my hand!
pinholeF200: I was a pronouncer in the 70s and 80s
EWeston: I reset the audio, and its good
Dexter Fong: I SAID,"the stream is back and louder that befor =O"
Zooky Fogg: I've got a pile of love songs
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Lolo, pin!
shoes for the dead: you sure were old, Pin
Zooky Fogg: Hey, that's one right there.
EWeston: Why, are you a stranger in paradise?
pinholeF200: was so much older then, I'm younger that that now
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
DJTweeny: ** OK, both streams back now
DJTweeny: a problem with the remote server
Dexter Fong: afkfr
shoes for the dead: and you can pee into the stream
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
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
Deputy Dang: I haven't heard this before.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: That's right!
Mr. Bark Bark: And that's important!
Rufus_T_Firetween: from the DOMM collection, Dear Friends broadcast Originally broadcast October 18, 1970
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I had the double LP of this WayBack When, haven't heard it in decades...
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
EWeston: Unless your a pissant. I've complained about this before
Beet: Tri choleric area
Rufus_T_Firetween: Do you have DOMM, Deputy? It should be in every Firehead's collection :)
Zooky Fogg: There's two lovers in a tree
EWeston: Near Pitsville and Doomtown
Deputy Dang: I do not. Is it vinyl or CD?
Cat: tree huggers?
Cat: yes if you love firesigfn you need domm
EWeston: Tree pinschers
Beet: Catherwood, give Deputy the link
||||||||| Catherwood hands deputy the link.
nightwhispers: mp3s on a dvd iirc
Rufus_T_Firetween: Daeputy, it's DVD full of MP3s with a book
Cat: they evoloved from radio and you can hear them evolve
Zooky Fogg: I'm not sure. I quickly scooted by.
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: but no box
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Was that anoff the cuff link?
Cat: this is that
nightwhispers: it is many, many hours of what you're hearing now
Zooky Fogg: Everything is a song to me right now.
Dexter Fong: back
||||||||| 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!"
Rufus_T_Firetween: not a boxed set like Box Of Danger, no
Deputy Dang: Oh, maybe I do have it, but haven't listened to it yet. I bought a bunch of stuff last year before I moved this year.
nightwhispers: and you must buy it, it is required
pinholeF200: gotta sign off for this week, carry on y'all
Deputy Dang: night night pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween: but a very nice book about the Dear Friends Era to go with it
Mr. Bark Bark: Right behind you, Pinhole.
shoes for the dead: 73 Pin
EWeston: Bye Pinhole, happy images
Rufus_T_Firetween: au revoir, pin
Beet: Nite guys
||||||||| pinholeF200 rushes off, saying "10:21 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
DJTweeny: nite Mr. Beet
Mudhead: ni ni pin, beet
Cat: by beet
EWeston: May the ground cover you gently Beet
shoes for the dead: by beet
Beet: Actually I was telling the others bye. I'm still here
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Fare thee well, Pin!
EWeston: I remain inconsolable
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And Beet
Cat: welcme balck, beet. we need the borscht
Beet: Sorry for the false alarm
Dexter Fong: welcome ballock
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: We won't miss a Beet!
Cat: if only all alarms were false
EWeston: Been there done that got the scars
Cat: we wukk nuss a few beatkes
Beet: The borscht is saved
Cat: Beatles
shoes for the dead: simmer down
Cat: wow, my spelling is getting worse
EWeston: Yes but for who?
DJTweeny: Hi Johan
Zooky Fogg: The lady tells me how to be a man / But dare I say or take a stand / she always get the upperhand / Oh why do I play
Cat: and that's hard to do
EWeston: Try dancing on Sundays
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lily - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: For the thrill of the game Zook
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, DJT!
Zooky Fogg: Exactly, Dex
Dexter Fong: You Hoo! Hello ludwig
Cat: i went to an epty baebal stadum in hamamatsu, japan in 71
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I can't dance on Sundays- it moves too fast...
Cat: listened to bozos
Dexter Fong: What was the score cat/
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
EWeston: Devilish Sundays
shoes for the dead: curbfront heisters!
Zooky Fogg: Did they serve sushi, Cat?
||||||||| "10:26 PM? I'm late!" exclaims llanwydd, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Cat: beers 6m sobriety 0
Cat: hi llan
Dexter Fong: We-a gotta Devilfish special-a
Beet: Llan is gone
Cat: or by llan
nightwhispers: inquisition time
Dexter Fong: you were already here llan
Cat: i dont ea sushi
Beet: Llan are you here or what?
EWeston: Sans fork?
Zooky Fogg: Would that be Gregorian count, Night?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I was born in Lake Winnipisaki, one of a litter of three
Mr. Bark Bark: All right, you kids, stay out of trouble. Night!
Dexter Fong: Sans Pinky ring?
Deputy Dang: night night
Cat: by bark
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Heyo Barky
Beet: Nite Bark
EWeston: The devilfish has a pinky ring?
shoes for the dead: woof woof Bark
Zooky Fogg: Wut da ya ea?
Dexter Fong: What's trouble to one man, Pilgrim is epiphony to a woman, dude
EWeston: Bark away quietly now
Zooky Fogg: Woofer
EWeston: He's on the roof!
Dexter Fong: The Devilfish gets ghat stuff to promote his jewler
DJTweeny: ** Archives of these shows are available for one week at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
Dexter Fong: Is it Xmas yet, EW
EWeston: I don't care about his private life
shoes for the dead: and it's ruff up there
DJTweeny: This one will take some editing, but it should be available sometime tomorrow
Zooky Fogg: RoofBQ
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: We need a faster pastor
Cat: more pasta
EWeston: Chase him with a jellyfish, on a fork
Cat: ooze flash
shoes for the dead: illegal in Ar
Zooky Fogg: cold noodles will do me
EWeston: Frontally, or down the back?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Gee, sorry to hear that Zooks
shoes for the dead: depends on the sex
EWeston: Yes please
Zooky Fogg: It's really okay
shoes for the dead: with a chaste jellyfish?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hard to determine sex of a noodle
Dexter Fong: mAKE A MAN A FIRE AND HE CAN COOK ONE MEAL, SET A MAN ON FIRE AND HE WON'T BE ABLE TO EAT
Zooky Fogg: Determination not required
Dexter Fong: Sorry for the shout out
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You can make some terrible mistakes
nightwhispers: words of wisdom
EWeston: Throw out all the ones that were in those grainy, hard to interpet films
Cat: Introduce a man to
Cat: Firesign Theatre and his brain will eat forever
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: A noodle?
Dexter Fong: fire nad he wont want to shake hands
shoes for the dead: yes Dear Friends
EWeston: Gotta be keerful around some noodles
Beet: Unpredictable pasta
Dexter Fong: some o' them noodles is reeeal cold-like
EWeston: Not to say clammy
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And squirmy
shoes for the dead: slippery too
Dexter Fong: Ooooh! sounds creamy
EWeston: But never squiddly
Dexter Fong: and dreamy
shoes for the dead: tastes like pork
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: saucy
EWeston: Thank you shoes. I didn't want to ask.
Dexter Fong: but it's been exposed to radioactive elements qnd will never go bad
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Pork 'n' noodles, ah yes!
DJTweeny: and now, for the intellectual portion of our show...
shoes for the dead: "like" pork
Deputy Dang: According to my receipts in email, I bought DOMM back in August 2012.
EWeston: Send me all your gold, cause it radioactive
Deputy Dang: I guess I should find which box it's in, and give it a listen, eh?
nightwhispers: well, there you go - dig for that treasure
shoes for the dead: no box, Dep
DJTweeny: Hope you can find it, Dang!
EWeston: Such orthodoxy
DJTweeny: tons of great material
Deputy Dang: I've got a room full of boxes. I'm sure it's in there somewhere.
Beet: One of the best audio bargains ever
Dexter Fong: Dang: Dang, Dog you outta time
Zooky Fogg: Freedom is calling. I gotta take this one. Be well, everyone. I gotta go excercise it. Ad Astra, Fireheads. Thanks Tween.
EWeston: Don't let them start reproducing
nightwhispers: firesign detector - ACTIVATE
Dexter Fong: Night Zooky
EWeston: Zone on Zooky
Beet: G'Nite Zook.
shoes for the dead: i used to live in a roo full of boxes..........
DJTweeny: have a great week Zooky
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Slide well, zooky!
shoes for the dead: by Zook
Deputy Dang: ni ni, ZF
DJTweeny: that makes at least 2 cuts from the Dear Friends album
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah, the feel of the twenties!
EWeston: Nyuck nyuck
DJTweeny: shoes for the dead: i used to live in a roo full of boxes.......... << but then someone bought you and wore you?
||||||||| 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: tWEEN: yOU MEAN "TWO CUTS *FOR* ...."
EWeston: Over roos, or under roos
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
DJTweeny: true, Dex
Dexter Fong: blrsh
shoes for the dead: just a weak Jimi reference
DJTweeny: this is 1970
nightwhispers: roomful of mirrors
Dexter Fong: judt clearing myh goat
DJTweeny: well, 2015, actually
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Pull 'em up EW
EWeston: Throw elbows furtively, but with gusto!
Dexter Fong: EW: Are you having a stroke or are you just trying to dance
||||||||| "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!"
shoes for the dead: won ton do
EWeston: That was a Procter line. I think it may grow
EWeston: Advice for what to do after they cut your hands off, I think.
shoes for the dead: monty crisco
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Democracy is really two wolves and a sheep voting on what is for lunch...
Cat: that was a firesign idea from their earliest days
EWeston: And the sheeps going,"can I take them?"
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!!
EWeston: Eberning ing all its been delirious
Dexter Fong: Thanks muchas Tweeny
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Yes EW, but not for long
Deputy Dang: I enjoyed it even more!
nightwhispers: woke up this morning and found myself dead
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Dexter Fong: And thanks also Merlin
Cat: keep up the good work, tween
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...
Beet: This was a good one. Everyone have a good evening. Thanks Tween. Nite.
Deputy Dang: ni ni all
Dexter Fong: Nite Beet
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: T'anks loads everybody! Tears of laughter!
Deputy Dang: Thank you, DJTweeny
Cat: off we drfift
Cat: this is a great weekly event for us all
||||||||| Deputy Dang leaves at 10:53 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..."
Dexter Fong: Dang Dog, Nite
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| At 10:54 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, DJTweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
nightwhispers: thans man
||||||||| "10:54 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Rufus_T_Firetween, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Dexter Fong: By the clock on my wrist and the clock on my monitor Tween is eearly
||||||||| Cat departs at 10:58 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Night fIREGANG
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 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 Nabby falls out at 11:01 PM.
Nabby: Best to all. Missed the show and your fire-fellowship. Back next time!
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Zooky Fogg - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| EWeston - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| nightwhispers - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Beet - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Nabby - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Uh... Jerry close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 12:04 AM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
Uh... Jerry: I think I'm late.
Uh... Jerry: Sorry about that.
Uh... Jerry: I have a good excuse, if that blunts the pain.
Uh... Jerry: Really? You're not going to answer me?
Uh... Jerry: Baby, that is no way to be.
Uh... Jerry: Come on now, don't be mad...
Uh... Jerry: You come into the bedroom and let me give you a nice, oily massage.
Uh... Jerry: Oh yeah, you get comfortable. I'm gonna light a couple of candles, put on some of that soft music you like.
Uh... Jerry: There we go. Turn out this light. Nice.
Uh... Jerry: Oh yeah, so hot, baby... You turn me on so much.
Uh... Jerry: You lie down on the side of the bed there.
Uh... Jerry: Lovely... you are so sexy...
Uh... Jerry: This is a new massage oil a guy had, he said it would make you feel really good.
Uh... Jerry: "This'll get rid of aches and pains," he said.
Uh... Jerry: I'm gonna get my clothes off... gimme a second.
Uh... Jerry: Right, let me warm up some of this oil on my hands before I begin... your.....
Uh... Jerry: Whoo... You smell that? What is that?
Uh... Jerry: I'll check the bottle... label is greasy... whoops
Uh... Jerry: Man, I got that everywhere! Rub it in to your skin, baby... Get yourself good and oily! Ah, me too!
Uh... Jerry: ...that's um.
Uh... Jerry: that's um.
Uh... Jerry: nice
Uh... Jerry: Look! A yellow submarine.
Uh... Jerry: Let's go for a ride.
Uh... Jerry: LesssgofrariiiiideÑ
Uh... Jerry: Oh, baby Ñ I think Ñ I think!
Uh... Jerry: I think this should be a lot stronger and that slimeball ripped me off.
||||||||| Uh... Jerry, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Sitting Room.
||||||||| 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
Bobbelieu
Bunnyboy
Cat
Deputy Dang
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Don G. O'Vanni
dude
Elayne
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
lily
llanwydd
Mr. Bark Bark
Mudhead
Nabby
nightwhispers
pinholeF200
Razarius
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Uh... Jerry
Zooky Fogg
URL References:
http://amultiverse.com/
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=wc-rv
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://rall.com/
http://thismodernworld.com/
http://www.breakingcatnews.com/
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#RNLIVEPFTFTJ
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?category=all
www.firesigntheatre.com
http://www.jesusandmo.net/
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://www.uclick.com/client/nyt/db/



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