A Firesign Chat
01/22/2015




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||||||||| 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 22, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with DJTweeny close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 7:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
||||||||| 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 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) **'
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Rufus_T_Firetween inside, makes a note of the time (8:33 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:46 PM, dragging nightwhispers by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
DJTweeny: Hi NW
nightwhispers: howdy
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
Dexter Fong: Hello Dear Friends
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
DJTweeny: Hey Dex
nightwhispers: howdy
Dexter Fong: Evening night
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:51 PM and Cat waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Het Cat
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:52 PM and EWeston sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hi EW
Cat: Hi all
||||||||| 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: Good buddy every howdy, or sumpin like that
Dexter Fong: Hey EW
nightwhispers: howdy
||||||||| ah....clem steps in at 8:53 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Hi clem
ah....clem: Hey,there. Open up. your doorknocker fell off!
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Cat: dylan says older people got to be more wise.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:54 PM bus from Raleigh pulls away, leaving lily coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:54 PM and late as usual, it's Screwball, just back from Hellmouth."
EWeston: Dex, cat an the tweenster
Cat: i think he phrased things better in his songs
Dexter Fong: Hi lily
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Cat: hi flower
Cat: ball
DJTweeny: Hi lily, screwball
EWeston: Lily Just the factoids mam
ah....clem: Hey there. Your door knocker fell off
lily: ah....clem Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston nightwhispers hello all and a good thur to us and thanks DJTween ahead of time for a laugh or twelve
Screwball: Hello All!!
Cat: thanks for reminding me how much i disliked the everly brothers, tween
||||||||| Deputy Dang steals in around 8:55 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
EWeston: An vanished mysteriously
lily: I R SCREWBALLY
Cat: dang
Deputy Dang: Dang me.
DJTweeny: Hi Deputy
EWeston: Off the roof Doggy?
lily: take a rope and
Deputy Dang: Good evening, all.
Cat: the firesign had several mushrooms plays about hemp, smoking rope
ah....clem: Dang! You have no friends!
ah....clem: jk
Cat: sesame mucho and moby budd come to mind
Deputy Dang: It could be that they are all figments of my imagination.
lily: friends better with a good red wine
EWeston: The great white toke
||||||||| 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: must have been BC Budd
DJTweeny: After Radio Now Live, I'll be playing Pete Moss from Proctor & Ossman, and includes Merlyn in the cast :)
Deputy Dang: I don't look into their eyes. Even if that have... no eyes.
ah....clem: r u logging in from the hASHFIRE iNN?
Cat: mint and figs? how morrocan
ah....clem: CAP!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule.
Cat: "ah, morrrocan blue" from Tile it Like it Is, I think Firesign's last mushroom play from dec 24, 1967
EWeston: Hide the body quick!
||||||||| shoes for the dead enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: Hi shoes
shoes for the dead: Howdy
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'pinholeF200', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Cat: there was a joke in that play about the fabeled morrrocan blue. better than acapulco gold
EWeston: SftD not DOA
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): A Quick Hello, Dear Freuds! Hope all of you have had a fine week!
Cat: shoes, pin
shoes for the dead: hi Pin
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:59 PM and Johan Amadeus Majetski bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
Cat: we always have a fine week. it's the strong that's a problem
DJTweeny: Hail and well met, Stones
DJTweeny: Hi Johan
Cat: ski
pinholeF200: Hi shoes, Cat, Tween and all
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 22, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
ah....clem: Blue Morrocan? that sleezy weezel!
Johan Amadeus Majetski: I'm down safe & sound
lily: wee wee
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I saw that body, EWeston. We needn't worry: it's only the body politic and that has been dead since Reagan took office.
Cat: hi clem
EWeston: I took a bastard file to my week, its still coarse
ah....clem: amen!
shoes for the dead: navel observer
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Hi DJT!
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Everybody!
shoes for the dead: he rasped
EWeston: True dat humdinger
lily: grate
ah....clem: Have a happy bowel movement?
pinholeF200: my week has a tang that I like
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, Johan Amadeus! My favorite decomposer!
EWeston: Mind the scale
Cat: are you an astronaut?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Yep. In The key of C minus!
Deputy Dang: Who isn't?
shoes for the dead: missed ya sunday, Tween
pinholeF200: orange you the funny one
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thank you, clem, for asking about my BM. It was most happy!
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Yo ho, Hemlock!
ah....clem: ah hem!
||||||||| 9:03 PM: Doctor Dog jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
shoes for the dead: too seedy?
||||||||| 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!"
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Call him Happy, cos he is!
Cat: dog
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Johan. The key of C minus is my favorite key--no sharps, flats, or trollops to worry about.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Koyemsi into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:03 PM, then departs.
lily: is that clock right
EWeston: Dats da bunny
Doctor Dog: I'm an astronaut, and I'm on Julia twice a week
Cat: good to hear merl's work again. firesign have worked with a lot of us
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): What compositions are you currently working on, Johan?
Cat: I bet Julia is really happy about that.
shoes for the dead: Alladin is a good theatre
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Nabby close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:04 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room.
shoes for the dead: nabby!
Cat: nabby
Dexter Fong: Darling Nabby
Nabby: Jello!
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “RADIO NOW LIVE! - PT 2” - 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 **'
EWeston: Dahlinck
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I am not sure what you line of work is Doctor Dog, but I hope Julia is enjoying all the work you are putting into her enterprise.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: "If I'm nowhere, then so are you"
nightwhispers: what? art bell is out of retirement?
lily: catherwood give nabby no doze
||||||||| Catherwood gets nabby no doze.
Cat: austin write great liner notes
pinholeF200: Jello, how are you
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Nabby: Goodly and your elf?
DJTweeny: Hello to Koyemsi and Nabby
lily: i see you found the fine yellow snow
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Johan, I do subscribe to solipsism. So, I don't know if anyone else exists!
Cat: i asked austin what a cat pee toilet was. cats piss and shit in the same place, like most animals
DJTweeny: Hi Dr. Dog
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Just kidding.
EWeston: There's a women on this chat. And its not who you think
Nabby: Thanks lily
Cat: koly
Nabby: Hi Tweener
DJTweeny: lol EW
shoes for the dead: is solipsism a monthly or weekly?
Cat: is it you, weston, e?
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:07 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Koyemsi by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Where is Elayne? Elaine you are a woman, right?
Cat: this chat was founded by a woman, Elayne, who often appears
nightwhispers: what are you, um, wearing?
Nabby: Night whiskers....
EWeston: Check everyone for a dead ant farm
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Shoes, that is a good question. But I think solipsism is for the lifetime of the solipsist.
Cat: talking shell fish?
shoes for the dead: a slinky burnoose
EWeston: An enticing scent, and a smile. The rose is for dental purposes
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): We can't ALL be solipsists on this bus!
lily: just perfume
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Only one solipsist at a time!
lily: ew
Nabby: per what?
Cat: the only thing austin says to me these days is "get a dog?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi, Lily! What is your relationship to the the Firesign Theatre?
EWeston: Default solipisit trader monthly
Nabby: what's a solips solipis silop er...
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Screwball - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny: Well he is an expert, Cat
lily: Just love to laugh Hemlock
pinholeF200: Solipsist-I'm always here but the rest of you go away sometimes
shoes for the dead: I thought you were their aunt, lily
Johan Amadeus Majetski: I'm a silly sopist, myself
Cat: the austins have land for their dogs to run about. we are probably moving to a small place.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Whatever Phil says is OK with me -- as long as he doesn't denigrate The Giant Rat of Sumatra! That is my lifeline -- and paycheck!
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
lily: God I am not that old
Nabby: Pistoff soloist
Cat: lily, does anyone not love to laugh?
Cat: you are paid by a giant rat? just like everybody else
Johan Amadeus Majetski: I even laugh at love, sometimes
EWeston: Even Dick Chenney likes to laugh, evilly
lily: ah cat too many have forgotten how
Cat: i'm sure hitler had a great sense of humour
DJTweeny: Cheney's laugh is more like a sneer, EW
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Does Dickie like to laugh? Only from the throat!
Cat: i dont think so, lily. it is an instinct.
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Nabby: laughing is a gas plus it's habit foaming
||||||||| Ice Cream Mister steals in around 9:13 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dickie and Adolph... I can't tell one from the other.
DJTweeny: Mel Brooks certainly did, Cat ;)
DJTweeny: Hi ICM
Cat: even when most of the rest of the brain functions have ceased.
Cat: springtime for hitler in germany!
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Nabby: Hi ICM
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
Nabby: worthleth
lily: it had buttons on it
Cat: my 96.5 year old mother, a big fan of hitler, died a few weeks ago. still could laugh though
EWeston: Yeth ith worthlith
DJTweeny: so sorry to hear about your Mom, Cat :(
DJTweeny: a long struggle
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's Little Jackie , just back from New York."
Cat: thank you, tween.
DJTweeny: Hi Jackie
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Sorry to hear about your Mom, Cat. But 96.5 is a great run.
Cat: hi little
||||||||| Catherwood leads Zooky Fogg into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:15 PM, then departs.
Nabby: 96.5 is amazing
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
shoes for the dead: hey Jackie
DJTweeny: Hi Zooky
Nabby: Hi Zooky
Dexter Fong: Hey Zook
pinholeF200: howdy LJ
Nabby: Hey LJ
EWeston: Zookie checks in
Johan Amadeus Majetski: We should all live so long!
Cat: hi fogg. yeah, but she spent her last decade in a fog. and it wasnt very zooky
shoes for the dead: as the Fogg rolls in.........
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): It's wonderful that she could still laugh. That is a lot to be grateful for!
lily: zooky for pres 2016
pinholeF200: Hey, Zook-been at Kabloona Hour?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
Zooky Fogg: Broad sweeping two step hey, Folks. Thanks Tween and all to with
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Gad, Zooks!
Cat: but in her decade of dementia, she was happier than she had ever been as a non-demented person
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Lily, I intend to vote for Zooky in 2016.
DJTweeny: happy is good
Nabby: I'd vote 4 Zooky
Zooky Fogg: What time zone Pin?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: My own mom is just entering that phase, Cat
lily: perpetuate the notion
||||||||| 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."
pinholeF200: any zone for a libation
shoes for the dead: note the perpetuation
EWeston: And sit down on your own stoll
Zooky Fogg: I'm deferring to Gracie Allen, Nab. 120 years of uncommon sense.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dear Heads, I must run off. I still have to go to the laundromat as I have run out of suds.
||||||||| 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: it can be a long or a short path, johan. my mother in law died in 2 years after rapid decline.
Nabby: what is meant by "connection"?
Nabby: koff
Cat: dementia isn't a fatal disease in itself, its more a symptom
DJTweeny: Best wishes with you trvailles, Stones
lily: see ya hem
pinholeF200: Keep rolling, Stones
Nabby: Take care Hemlock
shoes for the dead: see ya Stones
EWeston: You put beer in your washer?
DJTweeny: koff koff
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Just open another can of bear whiz, Stones
Cat: stones keep on stoning
Zooky Fogg: Spirits will flow, Pin.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Good to see you all, and yes EWesty, I do always put beer in the wash in all life cycles.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Later, Hemlock!
EWeston: Keep on stoning rolls
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Cat: would the firesign theatre exist if marijuana did not exists?
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:19 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
ah....clem: just got my whizz from the fridge!
Cat: an existential conundrum
Zooky Fogg: I never pissed the rent somehow.
DJTweeny: It's beyond drugs, Cat
Johan Amadeus Majetski: I'll have a blue moss if you got one
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
ah....clem: you mean the nation is gradually legalizing the FT?
Cat: true, but not my question, tween
EWeston: I've got this poison arrow frog
Nabby: Free FT!
Cat: clem, hoover really wanted them off the air.
lily: it licked you where
Zooky Fogg: I've pissed a few other things.
DJTweeny: I suspect J. Men Forever probably wouldn't, Cat ;)
Zooky Fogg: I ain't no proud wolf for it.
EWeston: I can only show you on the doll
Cat: that's halucinatorily salacious, lily
pinholeF200: brouhaha rhubarb
lily: my point exactly
Nabby: Hubert Heever
EWeston: Sic em Woody!
Cat: you have domm, tween. taylor's accompaning book, the bill mcintyre inhterview
||||||||| 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."
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:22 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Cat: Hi El
Dexter Fong: Hi E
lily: hi e
Nabby: Hi Elayne
shoes for the dead: hi Elayne!
||||||||| 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."
nightwhispers: howdy
Cat: I hope wellness is within you
EWeston: No that's Elayne
DJTweeny: I've played that interview here, Cat. Has been a while
Cat: hi night
Elayne: DocTech and Lili say hi (at least they did last Saturday).
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tuned to a natural E!
pinholeF200: hidyho Elayhne
DJTweeny: will consider including it sometime soon
Zooky Fogg: Hi E
Elayne: I'm fine at present, Cat, thanks for asking.
Cat: you saw doc and lily? lucky you
Elayne: Love it, Johan!
ah....clem: You mean I can vote and support free speach in the same dollar?
DJTweeny: Hey E
pinholeF200: Sorry, Elayne for porr sperring
EWeston: Oops
||||||||| Outside, the 9:23 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Hes Nofun coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Zooky Fogg: Can you predict the dance of the flame or only that it will dance. Such fine detail for choreography would truly be a skill indeed. These logs are the dance. We are the licks intertwining. I don’t know what you’re going to say next or you I but it will be something.
Elayne: Taken two of the mandatory three diabetes awareness courses so far. The last one is next Tuesday, then I can finally see an endocrinologist.
ah....clem: porrige spilling?
Elayne: And my blood sugar today was 149, which is down even from when I used to take it sporadically last year, so that's good.
DJTweeny: Hi Hes
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Nabby: Hi HN
Elayne: Made 10 minutes on the stationary bike.
DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Zooky Fogg: Let's burn one
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ice Cream Mister - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Doctor Dog - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: and got nowhere
Elayne: Small steps, but I have to build up my stamina, and 10 is better than 0.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
EWeston: What'll I do with the other ear?
lily: e u go girl
Elayne: Robin and I have been watching the latest season of QI on the Apple TV via YouTube. Great stuff.
Dexter Fong: EW: Invent stereo
shoes for the dead: shuck it
Nabby: echo
ah....clem: burning, Zogg!
Elayne: We just finished watching the Christmas episode, featuring Carrie Fisher as one of the panelists. That was classic.
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Cat: what is qi?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Not on a stationary bike, she'll go nowhere
EWeston: E biking is a good excersize. How about swimming?
Cat: sounds chinese
Elayne: Cat, look it up. It's a sort of but not really quiz show out of the UK. Stephen Fry is the host.
Cat: ok, thanks el
ah....clem: they'rre speaking chinese, Nancy
Elayne: EWeston, it's a bit cold for swimming. :) But I might join the local Y, I hear their pool is nice.
EWeston: Some one stop me before I go Quad!
Zooky Fogg: I can blow 5 smoke rings at once.
Cat: didnt fry just get married yesterday?
Elayne: Last weekend, I believe, Cat. His husband is like 40+ years younger than him.
Cat: they must be really happy smoke rings
Elayne: Stand-up comic by the name of Elliott Spencer.
pinholeF200: Zook, I can only figure out how you could do four
Nabby: five at the same time??!! wow
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Lol, Cat!
EWeston: You can be essentially zero G and work the muscles you need to
Elayne: Very impressive, Zooky. I await the YouTube video.
Zooky Fogg: Yes they are. I can almost do an Olympiv symbol.
Nabby: 160 years amazing
Elayne: Exactly so, EWeston. And I have lots of built-in flotation devices! :)
Zooky Fogg: 2 nose 3 mouth
ah....clem: how patriotic!
Cat: Sauron returns
lily: what else can you do with that tongue
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
shoes for the dead: a dollar sign, Zook?
Zooky Fogg: I'll work on one E
EWeston: Full disclosure 3 year letterman for HiS swimteam
Nabby: in the future people will have more than one tongue
Zooky Fogg: Nope. Just the Olympic symbol so far.
Cat: lily, speaking of satanic tongues, have you the recent kids in the hall shows about death?
EWeston: But less to say with them
lily: floating on the salt sea
Cat: death takes a holiday or something like that
Cat: maybe 2 years ago
Nabby: and more than two tongs
Zooky Fogg: Split tongue devils lily
shoes for the dead: gut easier ti tie
lily: no cat bet its great
Dexter Fong: yah got 16 tongues and whadya got
Cat: hey el, i'll be in your mother's town in 2 weeks
shoes for the dead: but easier to tie
Cat: hope its warmer this time
lily: well you will always have your shoes
Elayne: Vegas, Cat? That's my mom's former town. She's in the Toms River NJ area year-round now. Apparently it was snowing a lot yesterday, she gets pretty depressed about that.
EWeston: Clean teeth, at least on the tongues side
Nabby: for industry
Cat: not in japan,
pinholeF200: any difference between ti chi and chai tea?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Annudder day in Boulder n ina dumptster yet...
Cat: oh ok, el
Nabby: more tongues cleaner teeth
Zooky Fogg: I can do the cherry stem tie trick
Cat: yes i'm on my way to my favret place outside of vancouver for a wek in feb
EWeston: Without a spoter Z?
Nabby: it's like having a little tentacle in your mouth
Cat: supposed to be warm, but we'll see
Dexter Fong: without a splinter Zook?
pinholeF200: it comes in it must go out
lily: octo tongue
Zooky Fogg: Gave it up for swallowing to many.
Elayne: Robin's ready to go back into the living room to watch the rest of QI. Next week, all!
EWeston: And then fall right over
Cat: by el
Johan Amadeus Majetski: The mechanical push over
lily: bye e
Nabby: Take care E!
shoes for the dead: stay well Elayne
pinholeF200: well if 2 letters are better than us, go ahead El
Zooky Fogg: No splinters, though.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Name it after Nancy
EWeston: Hope your comfee Elayne
Zooky Fogg: I can make four triangles with 6 lines.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts George inside, makes a note of the time (9:36 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Cat: take more drugs, fogg. you'll make even more
shoes for the dead: hi George
Cat: george
Nabby: Hey G
pinholeF200: Yo George
DJTweeny: Hi George
George: Hello
Zooky Fogg: I take enough. Make a 3 pyramid and count bottom.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
EWeston: Great George Scott
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Geo, welcome!
Cat: welcome to firesign chat
lily: hi george
shoes for the dead: but do you take them seriously, Zook?
lily: we bespoke that afore
Zooky Fogg: How so, Shoes?
Cat: we tqke drugs seriously in this household
shoes for the dead: your drugs
EWeston: Before our dread forskuum
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Little Jackie - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Hes Nofun - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| not insane sneaks in around 9:40 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Zooky Fogg: I only do the ones that keep me alive.
Nabby: drugs are false, take bugs!
Cat: thats beautiful writing that calls for great acting
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Cat: ghost of goats indeed
Zooky Fogg: That includes weed.
DJTweeny: Hii NI
lily: bugs are false take rugs
EWeston: Take your receite
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
shoes for the dead: but rugs lie too
Zooky Fogg: I like whiffing eucalyptus for the passages.
Cat: i have lived in cities and counries full of bugs, but Vancouover isnt bad
pinholeF200: the bugs are in everybody's drugs
Nabby: bong hit a firefly
lily: mat I knew him well
EWeston: So do bugs
Nabby: koff
EWeston: Not much of a koff
Nabby: pass the blue moss please
Zooky Fogg: Other tahn that only nasal wash gets up there.
Cat: saint viagra? not in the original
EWeston: Its hanging from the service drone
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Let's just call it the phenomenon
DJTweeny: We have some Pete Moss coming up next. Will that do, Nabby?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please take drink orders from everyone and put the tab on EW
||||||||| Catherwood takes drink orders from everyone and put the tab on ew.
Cat: but they alwsy updated and localized their stuff
Nabby: that could work sure
shoes for the dead: the moss is bugged! hi NSA guy!
EWeston: Tab? who ordered this!
Cat: a pitcher of sangria for me, please
Deputy Dang: Tis dung?
pinholeF200: can't have Tab--More Sugar!
lily: two scotch sours here
Zooky Fogg: Sifter's Difference for me, please.
EWeston: Tis done dung
Deputy Dang: More sugar!
Nabby: diet croak--or nothing!
EWeston: And I'll take a Chatue Haut Brion white, if yah got one in the fridge
Nabby: I miss Moxie can you still get it?
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
lily: beat the beets and add a dollop
shoes for the dead: Boing ho Dung
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
EWeston: Its been reverse engineered Nabby
Zooky Fogg: Can I get a twizzler with that?
lily: lets all go to the lobby
EWeston: Try the Marine Market in downtown Paulsbo, Wa Nabby
Cat: what shall we lob?
Zooky Fogg: Anyone got a brain scanner I can borrow?
EWeston: I've got this ball of aerther to lob
Zooky Fogg: I have a theory.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: I have a barrow you can scan for brains
lily: keep that to youself
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
EWeston: Doe it have a good trajectory
shoes for the dead: throw a towel on it
pinholeF200: how about a braim scammer
EWeston: I am beinging...off
Nabby: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moxie
Johan Amadeus Majetski: A theory, Zooks? I'm Tho thorry
lily: burcca time
Zooky Fogg: I want to watch my mind while I play my piano.
Nabby: What did amiss?
EWeston: I still have my chromium brain scraper
Nabby: I don't want to watch your mind while I play piano
Johan Amadeus Majetski: You amissed a mast
DJTweeny: does it have a chromium switch?
Nabby: I have some iridium cranial wax left if you....?
EWeston: Its been amassed upon the mast
Johan Amadeus Majetski: A little one, DJT
Cat: when i was young, i played piano.
Zooky Fogg: I can try it. What's to lose?
lily: you can see daylight
pinholeF200: I have a double pole double throw center off switch
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Amassed upon the missed
EWeston: No Nabby I'm orthodox only, cept Saturdays
shoes for the dead: mist on the masses
Nabby: a mastiff by the mast
Zooky Fogg: I need something to talk to my Doc about. You have provided.
lily: fortune amast
||||||||| 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!"
Nabby: you can see tierra del fuego
EWeston: Which he used to make for the warf
shoes for the dead: a musty turd
Johan Amadeus Majetski: And a missive by the mossed
Cat: where once slept lincoln
shoes for the dead: More Moss!
lily: mostly murky
EWeston: A look back, while blue
pinholeF200: a mistic mystique mistake
Zooky Fogg: I can see New york with my star app right through the walls.
Cat: this really sounds staged
shoes for the dead: peeper
Cat: lol, cher. went to high school with her
Nabby: playing to the crowd
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| not insane - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the common cold
||||||||| ah....clem - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| George - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny: well, it's ON a stage
EWeston: A kreaper thou be
Deputy Dang: Eyeball hats?
Cat: youve seen them live, tween?
DJTweeny: once, in DC in the early 70's
Nabby: cool Tweeny
Cat: doc tech, merl and i were part of the recording systmes for their seattle shows that came right after this.
EWeston: Didn't see that one coming
DJTweeny: I remember they were doing Anythynge, actually
Cat: is merl here?
DJTweeny: nice, Cat
||||||||| 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!"
Zooky Fogg: I can see the moonlight in your eyes
DJTweeny: not in the chat
EWeston: The portholes work well yes
Cat: yeah tween to be able to do anything to help the lads has been a highlihght of my life
lily: oh sorry to hear that
Johan Amadeus Majetski: I hate it when my moon smokes...
DJTweeny: which is too bad, because he's part of the cast in the next play :)
||||||||| 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."
Zooky Fogg: Anyone have a pump for my ball?
Nabby: Seattle and Whidbey
DJTweeny: The Patriots coach took mine
Cat: they are are a fan driven phenomenon, without the vast puoictgfy tv or movies would give them.
Cat: popularity]
EWeston: I so wanted a bladdergate...still waiting, so close.
DJTweeny: probably the case, Cat
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Zooky Fogg: It is all to the Refs who handle it all the time yet I hear nothing of it.
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
shoes for the dead: those Canadian translations are tricky
Cat: you have your own moon, jerry?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Balderdash, E, balderdash.
lily: our future pres need air for his balls
pinholeF200: or hers
Cat: lol shoes, or sandals as you yankees call em
pinholeF200: warren's a lady, but she's got balls
Nabby: eh?
EWeston: You see some really fast moving bladders these days.
Cat: bee?
Nabby: I hear if you have big balls you can be king of the beach
Johan Amadeus Majetski: No, pee, i thinks
lily: Hot lumps
Zooky Fogg: I must change the continuum and abort my bid.
EWeston: Mugg whumps?
lily: zook we will not let you surrender
Nabby: Hot lumps are the new big balls
Zooky Fogg: It's not surrender.
EWeston: Its the nieghbors then.
shoes for the dead: if leected you will serve
Johan Amadeus Majetski: That's right, Zooks, get ye immortality or gets ye dearth
Nabby: Neither nuncle?
lily: you'll feel better when the time changes
Nabby: I had my nuncles removed at 8
shoes for the dead: is time going to change?
EWeston: Nuncle Martin...Martha?
Zooky Fogg: I serve where I am at my most effective and that is my duty.
Cat: surrendef sounds like a gay porn film title
shoes for the dead: faster or slower?
Cat: sir ender
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Time, time, time, see what has become of us
pinholeF200: only if ender's game
EWeston: Come hither conestoga
Zooky Fogg: President would only serve as a cover identity and it gets complicated at the DMV.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Here ith Connie's sthogie
Nabby: I'm sending the NSA mixed signals (they hate that)
EWeston: Got some Igor in your heritage Johan?
Cat: god for you nab
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Yeth mathter
EWeston: Alinge the Zeta Beam fuel!!
Nabby: bye bye frog snot
Zooky Fogg: Cigarsex
nightwhispers: intense demonic activity!
Cat: does anyone or anything ever dissappear if they are rememberd?
Nabby: kid-proof prisonz
Dexter Fong: I forget
Johan Amadeus Majetski: No, Cat, not in this multiverse
EWeston: Everything is recorded, by someone with a sharp ruler
Cat: good point, johan.
Zooky Fogg: My musical mistakes are the devil not wanting me to get it honest but screw 'em. It'll be my thing.
Nabby: how many dimensions are there now? it taxes the brane
shoes for the dead: Soloman?
lily: it may all be recorded but no one knows where it is
Nabby: yay disc 2 !
pinholeF200: what about that 18-1/2 minutes
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Actually, this is only a hologram of the real multiverse
Cat: http://www.moniqueishikawa.com/
lily: side 5
EWeston: Hold out for 18, then sell.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
EWeston: My hologram itches
Cat: if there are uncoutnable other universes, there may be one in which that website would not exist.
shoes for the dead: wobble and gyrate it
Zooky Fogg: If anybody asks, I am not Billy Joel.
lily: now you see it now
Nabby: Then are you Zooky "Jelly Bowl" Fogg?
EWeston: The question does come up. Thaanks for the heads up
Nabby: wobbling
Zooky Fogg: I like that, Nab.
lily: weebles
EWeston: Weaponized whobble. Ain't it a shame
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Proctor & Ossman Live! “PETE MOSS”- 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 DOWNLOAD PODCASTS AT >> FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and online: FST podcasts at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/ **'
shoes for the dead: Cue the Organist!
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tis pity tis true tis true tis. Pity
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read About PETE MOSS at >> http://www.westley.org/pm.html
Nabby: weebles don't fall down, because they're fun
pinholeF200: what about wobbles in Barnard's Star
Nabby: I'm falling apart beautifully
EWeston: Are they unionized?
Zooky Fogg: Just tell whoever, like the NSA guy, I'm Bob Smith.
Cat: spaced detective. odd, as merl is perhaps the least spaced person i've met in firesgin land
shoes for the dead: barnard needs an alignment
DJTweeny: This is a very cool live play :)
lily: this wrinkle oh yeah I got it when
Cat: proc inhabits everything he does'
DJTweeny: again, Merlyn is playing Pete Moss
Nabby: a wrinkle in spacetime
DJTweeny: this thing is SO full of puns...
EWeston: The should invite over a bunch of immigrants, and make cars
Cat: yes merl was an actor in my play Red Shift
lily: it happens all the time
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Don G. O'Vanni into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:18 PM, then departs.
Nabby: PuNS R THeM
Cat: aslo contirubed a few jokes
shoes for the dead: the phone can write/
Zooky Fogg: Tip: Turn the other way to undo dizzy
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Play, Don!
DJTweeny: Hi Don
Cat: i can type like pigs can fly
Nabby: One Fish Two Fish Red Shift Blue Shift
Nabby: Hi Don
Cat: donnie g.
shoes for the dead: hey Don
Don G. O'Vanni: Play what? Just walked in...
EWeston: Here to scratch Don?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read About PETE MOSS at >> http://www.westley.org/pm.html
Zooky Fogg: I can fly like pigs can type.
pinholeF200: hey don
Don G. O'Vanni: Time Flys after all
Don G. O'Vanni: H pinhead
EWeston: Its hard to keep a typewriter in the tree.
Nabby: Time Flys is so cool
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tempest fergets, eh?
Don G. O'Vanni: This is a strange live recording
Zooky Fogg: I've gone through a lot of pigs and umbrella however.
Cat: this sounds like it was written to be performed, just like the portland show we just heard
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tempest fidgits
Nabby: I dunno I fergot
||||||||| Catherwood enters with LaBrea Man close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:21 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room.
lily: Cat DJTweeny Don G. O'Vanni EWeston Johan Amadeus Majetski Nabby pinholeF200 Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg night all and thanks agin DJTwee for a lovely funfest
shoes for the dead: what?
EWeston: Those umbrellas can turn on you.
Cat: LN
Nabby: ants in my envirosuit
Don G. O'Vanni: Hi LaBrea. You and life live in pits?
DJTweeny: Hi LaBrea
Don G. O'Vanni: wife, that is
shoes for the dead: see ya lily
DJTweeny: Have a great week, lily :)
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Nitey, Lil!
Nabby: It's LaBrea
pinholeF200: yo, Man
Cat: zazu za zoo za zooooom
EWeston: Sorry the anteater is sick
Zooky Fogg: Exactly so EW
lily: chowchow
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read About PETE MOSS at >> http://www.westley.org/pm.html
Nabby: be groovy lily
LaBrea Man: LaBrea Man sez hi. Wife and I live in pits. yes
EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure.
Zooky Fogg: The pigs can turn on you, too
Cat: dose the carp
Cat: that merl boy sure can write
shoes for the dead: tastes like pork, tho
EWeston: Then try and charm you out of your gussets
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Carp ray dem
Nabby: what doesn't taste like pork?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Chicken?
shoes for the dead: true, Nab
Zooky Fogg: Vodka doesn't taste like pork.
Cat: my dad raised pigs in the 20s and was happy to marry my vegetarian mother and not eat pigs again for the next few decades
Don G. O'Vanni: But it does down smooooooth.
LaBrea Man: Am rediscovering pain and boredom.
Nabby: that's true Zooky
EWeston: A cornpoon infusion, with, the bomb.
Don G. O'Vanni: goes down that is...what's wrong with my left hand tonight?
Nabby: you know, shoes?
LaBrea Man: Stegasaurus not taste like pork
Nabby: I bet chicken will be the new pork, JAM
pinholeF200: that's the hand I use, well nevermind
EWeston: Wrong isn't exactly right
shoes for the dead: fer shure
Nabby: which is your pork hand?
Don G. O'Vanni: it's right here
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Wrong may not be right, but it's all we have left
EWeston: He's bluffing, call
Zooky Fogg: I might joke but I haven't drank in near two decades.
pinholeF200: 40 million Chinese cannot be Wong
Johan Amadeus Majetski: What's this number?
Dexter Fong: 40 million
LaBrea Man: C-
Cat: some of best food i've ever had has been in pork placs in tokyo, ton katsu, a deep fried pork cutlet, is still the peak of culijnary japan, but no one seems to know this.
Zooky Fogg: I said that for the benefit of NSA.
Cat: bewcause you need reeaaly good pigs. not so many of them
EWeston: Looks like a negative imaginary one
shoes for the dead: two decades bar
Nabby: pork tenderloin--oh gosh.....
Don G. O'Vanni: or tender pork loin
Zooky Fogg: First one on the house, huh?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Pork lions
Nabby: prawn loin is terrific in prune whip if you ask me
pinholeF200: would be safer to pork sheep
||||||||| "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!"
Don G. O'Vanni: ba-DUM-bump
Nabby: I've had sheep
Don G. O'Vanni: Hasn't everyone?
shoes for the dead: not baaad
Cat: http://www.ladyironchef.com/2013/06/maisen-tonkatsu-tokyo/
Cat: if i were a pig, that's what i'd like to taste like
Zooky Fogg: Feel free, however.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Funny, you all don't look sheepish
Nabby: when you're raised in nebraska it's as natural as pork
Don G. O'Vanni: Don't pull the wool over our eyes, J.
Cat: maybe he best food i've had in japan, and i 've had a lot of great food in japan in my many years there.
LaBrea Man: You're in sheep dip.
pinholeF200: looks awesome Cat-but too long a drive from St Louis
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Sure thing, Zooks, which one's free?
EWeston: There's a Rocky Mountain Sheep at the door, and he's pissed
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Cat: nabby, are you in nebraska?
Nabby: no I'm in Kirkland I lied too I grew up in MN
Zooky Fogg: The second and the 3rd.
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Nabby: I have had sheep however
Nabby: in a pen!
shoes for the dead: convict sheep
pinholeF200: i don't care about your private life or what her name is
Johan Amadeus Majetski: The pen still mightier than the sward?
Don G. O'Vanni: Ram that conviction through, shoes.
EWeston: Jealous boy friend, keep low guys, he's sharp horns
Cat: if you like pork products, many like the spanish and italian varieties (not me) the thick port cutlat with their own sauce is kind of why you are alive.
Zooky Fogg: If I didn't joke I'd say screw it and would but I love the laughter.
Nabby: sheep are misunderstood
Don G. O'Vanni: That's what ewe say.
EWeston: Can I give him your address?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: They should enunciate more clearly
Nabby: Don haha
Don G. O'Vanni: (bows)
Cat: what i meant was that ton katsu at maisen,with thier own sauce, is maybethe best thing i've ever eaten. it you ever get a chance to eat there, do so.
LaBrea Man: Professor Amyl Nitrate?
DJTweeny: this just in Cat, that recipe has been bought by US Plus's Division Of Pork
Nabby: I love brain-in-a-jar stories
shoes for the dead: he's a gas
Cat: lol tween
EWeston: He's as serious as a heart attack
Don G. O'Vanni: And he's good for cleaning heads, too!
Zooky Fogg: Spirals are the most common naturally occurring geometry.
Nabby: They own the Idea of pork
DJTweeny: yes Nabby
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Fibronacci numbers, Zooks
Cat: pig city
Nabby: Fractal pork
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lily - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: it will pig out on all the nearby dimentions
Zooky Fogg: Just personal conclusion
shoes for the dead: not in Europe, Nabby
Nabby: Pork is misunderstood
pinholeF200: just got an e-mail about a photography course called Boudoir Bootcamp--sounds kinky
EWeston: Whats the simplist solid, besides a sphere?
shoes for the dead: pigs lisp
Don G. O'Vanni: Sarah Palin?
Zooky Fogg: Pussies are portals.
DJTweeny: they prepare you for a job with Victoria's Secret?
Cat: lol don
Dexter Fong: limpwrist?
shoes for the dead: the brain EW
Nabby: 4 sided pyramid?
EWeston: Dam your Fat's Whaller!
Don G. O'Vanni: Fast, Fatson!
Cat: foggm sex us a portal to, more sex
EWeston: I always thought it would be a tetrahedren
Nabby: how many is tetra I forgot
Zooky Fogg: Just portals in and out.
Don G. O'Vanni: The worm is on the other foot! LOL
EWeston: $=4 sides in a trisange moteff
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tetra-heathens are fun!
Cat: why isnt merl here to defend himself
Nabby: yepsk that would be it
EWeston: He needs to lose more fends
DJTweeny: Yeah, should have emailed him and let him know I was playing this
Don G. O'Vanni: Or fend more losses
Zooky Fogg: Black holes are cosmic pussies. Yes? No?
shoes for the dead: or lend fosses
DJTweeny: interesting perspective lol
pinholeF200: mental floss?
Don G. O'Vanni: Like the real pussies: what goes in must come out.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: It goes in, it must come out
||||||||| 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: No in a couple ways
Zooky Fogg: Enjoy the ride. Who says we can't take it with us.
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
shoes for the dead: an event horizon
Nabby: Information is not lost
EWeston: Sides they've declared white holes impossible
Don G. O'Vanni: The President, but I think you broke him.
Nabby: stretcha thin like spaghetti they say
Zooky Fogg: I don't think it is lost either.
||||||||| 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'
LaBrea Man: The sun's not going down, the horizon's going up!
Don G. O'Vanni: O-o-o-oyy...
EWeston: Calibration...check.
pinholeF200: no Earth is the Center of the Universe
Nabby: Black holes really suck
shoes for the dead: skew 3"
Cat: hey labrea hav eyou heard austins story The Preciipace of Angels? there's a scne in la brea
EWeston: Rotating black holes know more tricks
Zooky Fogg: Why can we picture other galaxies but our own?
||||||||| At 10:48 PM, Johan Amadeus Majetski vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Majetski waltzes in at 10:48 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Nabby: supermassive black hole at the center of the milky way making it spin
Nabby: cuz we're at the edge of it we can see in using difference methods, but we can't "pull back" and look at our own galaxy
Cat: in a couple of weeks, i'm going to be in a place she desciribes
EWeston: The Milky way, an isiders guide is a good recent work on our galaxy.
Zooky Fogg: Black holes merge?
Don G. O'Vanni: They merge, Marge?
DJTweeny: Where would that be, Cat?
Zooky Fogg: Yes Nab
Cat: Vegas
DJTweeny: ahhh
EWeston: Yes with a lot of energy leakage during the process
Don G. O'Vanni: Leakage? Hm, that Depends...
Zooky Fogg: Ah, late again. Time to go mix air with smoke. Ad Astra, Folks. Thanks Tween and all to with.
Johan Amadeus Majetski: This was really good!
shoes for the dead: that was great!!
Nabby: best view we can get, from our edge looking toward the center of the milky way http://science.nasa.gov/media/medialibrary/2008/05/14/14may_galactichunt_resources/Tmwpan_aitoff_s_strip.jpg
Cat: did you read my extensive coverage of prevoius trips on my blog, tween?
Dexter Fong: Night Zook
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!
Nabby: hey great show Tweeny!
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Nite,all!
LaBrea Man: He's BEEN there...and you probably don't even know where you are.
Nabby: Take care Zooky
pinholeF200: Thanks for a fun time Tween
EWeston: The stress creats electron positron pairs, Lots of them.
Dexter Fong: Thanks again Tweeny
Don G. O'Vanni: Who is he talking to? And how does he make his voice do that?
Johan Amadeus Majetski: Thx, Tween!
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
nightwhispers: deputy dan has no friends, and they wouldn't understand if he had any
||||||||| 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."
DJTweeny: My pleasure, folks :-)
Deputy Dang: I enjoyed the show tonight. Thank you!
Cat: thaks for all the promotion, tween.
EWeston: Good show, good company ank U
||||||||| Around 10:52 PM, pinholeF200 walks off into the sunset...
DJTweeny: I do what I can, Cat
||||||||| "10:52 PM? I'm late!" exclaims EWeston, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
LaBrea Man: Thanks Kurt!
DJTweeny: They deserve it :)
Nabby: The vacuum is collapsing in my local neighborhood - I must away! take good care, y'all!
||||||||| Around 10:52 PM, LaBrea Man walks off into the sunset...
Cat: and we apppreciate it
Don G. O'Vanni: See you next week when Nick Danger meets...The Arab!
Don G. O'Vanni: G'night!
Johan Amadeus Majetski: So reet, Cat!
DJTweeny: Papoon next week, I do believe
||||||||| "Hey Deputy Dang!" ... Deputy Dang turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:54 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
Cat: Vegas is like Japan in that it's very weird and has great food.
DJTweeny: I'll bet. Hope you have a great time :)
DJTweeny: later...
||||||||| "10:54 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Cat, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| 10:55 PM -- DJTweeny left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| At 10:55 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Rufus_T_Firetween!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny
Dexter Fong: and cat
Dexter Fong: and each abd everyone
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Majetski - dead from measles
||||||||| Zooky Fogg - dead from the yaws
||||||||| nightwhispers - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Nabby - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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:
ah....clem
Cat
Deputy Dang
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Doctor Dog
Don G. O'Vanni
Elayne
EWeston
George
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Johan Amadeus Majetski
LaBrea Man
lily
Nabby
nightwhispers
pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween
Screwball
shoes for the dead
Zooky Fogg
URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moxie
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://science.nasa.gov/media/medialibrary/2008/05/14/14may_galactichunt_resources/Tmwpan_aitoff_s_strip.jpg
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#RNLIVEPFTFTJ
www.firesigntheatre.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://www.ladyironchef.com/2013/06/maisen-tonkatsu-tokyo/
http://www.moniqueishikawa.com/
http://www.radiofreeoz.com/
http://www.westley.org/pm.html



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