A Firesign Chat
03/05/2015




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 March 05, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| leagueisng enters at 1:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'league', just granted probation at 1:30 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
league: ok
||||||||| It's 1:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| league - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| leagueisng - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Elevator Boy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:37 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| It's 6:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elevator Boy - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 DJTweeny plummets into the garden at 7:32 PM.
||||||||| 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 **'
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 7:33 PM and Rufus_T_Firetween waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| 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 enters with Nitwit close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:20 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts George stevens into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:22 PM, then departs.
DJTweeny: Hi George, Nitwit
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:24 PM and NancyKat waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
George stevens: Ha! Nino has me in New York!
George stevens: Hiya Tween!
NancyKat: The great moby grape is now a rasin in the sun...
DJTweeny: Hi Nancy
NancyKat: *HUGGS* Tweeny.
DJTweeny hugs Nancy back :)
NancyKat: I feel...Tweenied...LOL...Feels good to be back...on feinds comp.
DJTweeny: computer problems?
George stevens: Don't know if anyone has mentioned it before, Tween, but I think Ossman got the name Tweeny from Million Dollar Legs (1932), a great comedy with jack Oakie and The Great Man (W.C.). - one of my all-time faves.
DJTweeny: Never heard that George, cool :)
NancyKat: Yes...mine got zapped...am saving up for a newt one...
DJTweeny: Will have to check out the movie
DJTweeny: a newt computer would be very tiny
NancyKat: Speakong of WC...I've been exposing myself to Mae West flicks recently...
NancyKat: Not as tiny as a fly computer...
George stevens: Yeah, Oakie's character was named Migg Tweeny. I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it. Totally bizarre and crazy.
DJTweeny: true
DJTweeny: yep, the character name is Migg Tweeny
DJTweeny: must acquire
DJTweeny: The plot sounds like fun
George stevens: You won't be disappointed. Great cast.
DJTweeny: anything with W.C. can't be all bad
||||||||| "8:34 PM? 8:34 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Cat should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Cat enters and sits on the divan.
DJTweeny: Hey Cat
George stevens: El Gato!
NancyKat: Hi, Cat.
Cat: You've been exposing yourself? I should join chat earlier
DJTweeny: Cat we appreciate the generous nature of the Canadians, but we really don't need any more of your weather, thank you very much
||||||||| "8:36 PM? 8:36 PM!!" says Catherwood, "yojimbo should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as yojimbo enters and sits at the bar.
Cat: not getting any sound
DJTweeny: Hi yojimbo
DJTweeny: no audio yet
Cat: lol tween
yojimbo: np
DJTweeny: check the banner, Cat :)
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)', just granted probation at 8:36 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
NancyKat: I know, Cat, I usually come in wayyy too late....lol @ Tween...
yojimbo: np - just checking in
Cat: one of my least favourite kurosawa flicks
Cat: aha
DJTweeny: Allo Stones
NancyKat: Usagi...
Cat: although 7 samurai is about as bad as flicks get
DJTweeny: it certainly has been popular
DJTweeny: considered a masterpiece by many
Cat: yeah, like there really is a genuine stones
Cat: i have no tolerance for sword play.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): A quick hello, Dear Freuds! I am currently being pursued by a certain Lieutenant Bradshaw! For what reason, I do not know!
DJTweeny: well, it was rather the mainstay of the samurai era ;)
Cat: a vast amount of japanaese tv/film is about people slicing each other up with swords. fuck em
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
||||||||| 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 George Leroy gets out at 8:39 PM.
DJTweeny: OK, music coming up now
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Creedence Clearwater Revival) - 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) **'
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thanks for the greetings, DJTweeny, but I must be off!
Cat: good idea, mark
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ahhhhhh!
Cat: hi leroy. at your organ again, i see
||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nitwit - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 8:40 PM.
DJTweeny: Hi George Leroy
||||||||| 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 Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) falls out at 8:40 PM.
Cat: onion rings, the wedding bands of the dead
George Leroy: shoes for industry...
DJTweeny: the grateful dead?
Cat: i remember sitting the parking lot of usc before my first class, listening to this song
George Leroy: shoes for the grateful dead
George stevens: If so, then what are shoes for the dead?
Cat: lotta credence on the radio in those days
DJTweeny: from that era, for sure
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
DJTweeny: they had many hits
DJTweeny: some of which you will hear :)
Cat: the change in audio there is very reminiscent of firesign
Cat: people keep coming in from alternate sound realityes
DJTweeny: yeah
NancyKat: Grimly Feindish...
NancyKat: Bought my mom some FT for solstice...
DJTweeny: nice!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts EWeston inside, makes a note of the time (8:44 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTweeny: Hi EW
George stevens: You have a cool mom,NK!
EWeston: Hi Tweeney and folks
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:45 PM and late as usual, it's SatelliteBob, just back from Atlanta."
George stevens: Howdy EW.
NancyKat: George-She was the one who introduced me to them!
George stevens: Doubly cool mom!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:46 PM and Lil sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Cat: does she have all the albums/cds?
DJTweeny: Hi SatelliteBob
DJTweeny: Hi Lil
Lil: Hey everybody
Cat: lil
Cat: meet BIG
EWeston: HHi ho Geoge and yow to Lily
George stevens: Satellitebob up in the sky ...
SatelliteBob: gettin the music goin Greetings fellow seakers!
Cat: i can od on ccr quickly
DJTweeny: and welcome to Nude Age Enterprises
Lil: Tweeny, Cat,.EW, 2 Georges, and a partridge in a pear treeeeee
EWeston: He's cutting in and out here
George stevens: Evenin', Ms. Lil!
Lil: Ahh some nice Creedence, perfect
||||||||| Deputy Dang enters at 8:49 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
DJTweeny: Hi Deputy
NancyKat: Heylas, lil...
Lil: hiya NK
Deputy Dang: Just popping in. I'm playing the 16k stream, but have to work on my computer, so won't be in the chat.
||||||||| Elevator Boy bounds in at 8:50 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: OK Deputy
Cat: keep on danging
DJTweeny: Hi Elevator Boy
EWeston: How polite
NancyKat: Too bad my bff isnt here, ahe LOVES CCR.
Elevator Boy: Hi cat an dj
Cat: going up
Deputy Dang: Is this the most famous Firesign Theatre album? It was my first, and most-often relistened to. But what is the most popular/well-known Firesign Theatre album?
Lil: Poop seems absent more often these days, anybody know how he is?
SatelliteBob: Dwarf
DJTweeny: No Lil, I don't
Cat: dang, that would be dwarf. tween played it last week
||||||||| 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!"
SatelliteBob: But my favorite is Giant Rat
Cat: its hard to pick a fave
||||||||| Outside, the 8:52 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Lil: Hmmmm. He was pretty constant before
Cat: hi mus
DJTweeny: I shall put it on the request list, Bob
Cat: mus
DJTweeny: Hi Mudhead
Mudhead: Evenin all
Deputy Dang: Ok. Dwarf is probably my 2nd favorite. The Hemlock Stones sides are good, too.
NancyKat: Anything with Danger...
EWeston: I'd say how can you be is one of the most popular du to Nick
Cat: giant rat proby has the most intense machine gunning of jokes
Lil: Mud
Elevator Boy: yep, Nick for sure
Mudhead: Trying to pick a favorite album is like picking a favorite child. Theyre all great
EWeston: Mudster
Cat: yeah the guys loved to do nicks
DJTweeny: Glad to see you were able to keep the snow out of you computer, Mudhead
||||||||| 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 lily gets out at 8:54 PM.
Deputy Dang: Yeah; I meant which was most popular to the general public.
DJTweeny: Hi lily
Mudhead: I like the powdered sugar at the bottom of the box
Cat: dwarf got them in the library of congress
lily: Cat Deputy Dang DJTweeny Elevator Boy EWeston Lil lily Mudhead NancyKat SatelliteBob evenin all ya all and thanks in advace DJtween always fun
DJTweeny: Nino has lily in Australia
EWeston: The general public gas never hreard of the FST
||||||||| It's 8:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Lil: H'lo Lily
SatelliteBob: Ah Coke for me.. I understand it comes in bottles over here!
DJTweeny: is lily 'down under' this week?
Mudhead: a simple cab ride got me there
Cat: i had some small role in that
lily: just tried to log in as kiky lol
DJTweeny: Good point, EW, at least not these days
lily: hi lil
||||||||| 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!"
lily: down under ware djtween
Lil: LOL
Cat: lily
DJTweeny: click on Nino, lily
Mudhead: I stopped doing nose powders after Len Bias died
lily: we are all having fluffy days
EWeston: LLil snuck in?
DJTweeny: in this weather, one does indeed need down undies
||||||||| Outside, the 8:56 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving squeeze_the_wheeze coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi wheeze
Cat: foot fighters to the left of me, ham fighters to the right of me
||||||||| 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 sound man plummets into the garden at 8:57 PM.
DJTweeny: and Nino has wheeze in Israel
Cat: wheezw
DJTweeny: Hi sound man
Mudhead: Kosher ninjas Cat?
George stevens: I went to school with Bias, Mud. He was a nice guy. Damn shame.
EWeston: And girls in short skirts in the overhead
Mudhead: I was working at a gig in Boston, hit really to home.
lily: friends don't let friends eat chicken bones
Cat: there is or was a japanese baseball team callled the Nippon Ham Fighters
||||||||| Outside, the 8:58 PM downtown bus from Newark pulls away, leaving F. Burnoose (was ccjctwo) coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Cat: funniest team name ever
Cat: hi flimsy
DJTweeny: Hi Flimsy
||||||||| "8:58 PM? 8:58 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.
F. Burnoose (was ccjctwo): Hey!
DJTweeny: Hi Bark
lily: I am a traveling nino lordy
EWeston: Hey Bernie!
George stevens: I know what you mean. We were all thrilled when the Celtics drafted him.
Mr Bark Bark: Haha! I'm on the furniture, and NONE of you can stop me!
||||||||| 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: bark 2
||||||||| 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: Its Ruff
Mudhead: It finally stopped snowing about an hour ago, what a mess
Cat: so's life
Mudhead: 75" of snow since Jan 31
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, March 05, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
DJTweeny: I can't imagine, Mudhead
lily: 79 yesterday 13 tonight
||||||||| pinholeF200 tiptoes in around 9:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
EWeston: Not always on the furnature though
Cat: warmest winter in memory here
lily: catherwood mittens for all
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to lily and inquires "Did you want something?"
Mudhead: Ive had it, there comes a point and we're now past it. Cmon spring!
EWeston: He's in focus tonight
lily: catherwood mittens please
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to lily and says "Do you have something for me to do?"
George stevens: I'm off to where the bozos go.g'night all!
||||||||| "9:01 PM? I'm late!" exclaims George stevens, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
pinholeF200: Hi Tween, hello all Fireheads
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'shoes for the dead', just granted probation at 9:01 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Cat: by george
Mr Bark Bark: It's barely been up to 20 degrees today, but in the mid-60's next Tuesday in St. Louis.
Mudhead: Catherwood get hand warmers for all
||||||||| Catherwood gets warmers for all.
EWeston: Sating good night George
shoes for the dead: Howdy
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
Cat: the who were always good
Cat: hi shoes
Mudhead: If you dont light them you can drink the fuel
shoes for the dead: I have a blue bus
Mr Bark Bark: Ah, Mr. Dead.
Elevator Boy: good night george
EWeston: Shoes and George ever been seen together?
shoes for the dead: 51 chevy
Mr Bark Bark: George Stevens, the famous director??
yojimbo: Too much!
Lil: Yer Deadness
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| steveo sneaks in around 9:02 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Mr Bark Bark: Is it too much?
Cat: when i bought my first really good headphones, the first thing i listened to was Baba O'reilly
Mudhead: Sorta like drinkin Sterno
Mr Bark Bark: (Pull the curtain, Fred)
DJTweeny: Hi stevo
shoes for the dead: hey steveo
EWeston: Close the curtains Fred
squeeze_the_wheeze: howdy all
Mr Bark Bark: Just in the nick of time, Mr. Wheeze.
Cat: wheeze
Mudhead: I listened to Tarkus with my new headphones
Elevator Boy: gareo?
squeeze_the_wheeze: heheheh you havn't lost ur delicate sense of humor
EWeston: His deicate sense of timeing lives on
shoes for the dead: how does he make his voice do that?
Lil: Hi Wheezy
Mr Bark Bark: I went to the gareo once, it was full of rough-riders.
Cat: takes practice, shoes
squeeze_the_wheeze: hi lil
EWeston: You put it between two pieces of bread and eat it
lily: hey hey hey
||||||||| Catherwood ushers InTheWood into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:05 PM, then departs.
Mudhead: ah, ah clem, I miss him stll
DJTweeny: Hi Wood
EWeston: And take your presidents advice
Mudhead: This ones for you Jimmy!
shoes for the dead: heywood
pinholeF200: ice cream!
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “I THINK WE’RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” - 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://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-i-think-were-all-bozos-on-this-bus-cd-audio-only/ **'
Mr Bark Bark: In beautiful (THIS AREA)
InTheWood: Dutch elm street.
Cat: i had moved to hamatsu, japan in august, 71, a friend sent me this album which had just been released
shoes for the dead: you scream
EWeston: From the rat's eye
Mr Bark Bark: Cat, I think hearing this would ease any culture shock.
shoes for the dead: I got my Extra class, Pin
NancyKat: Zobos...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE’RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln
InTheWood: half a peach.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:07 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Mr Bark Bark: Had to split it with the sound man.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Cat: Hamamatsu calls itself Music City. Lots of factories making musical instruments
DJTweeny: Hey Elayne
lily: then there was that
Cat: Hi el
InTheWood: Thanks Rocky!
||||||||| 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!"
Mr Bark Bark: Yay, Elayne!
lily: hi e
NancyKat: Elayne!
shoes for the dead: hey Elayne!
pinholeF200: congrats, shoes, i had to do morse 20 wpm in 1997-took all the caffeine in a 20 ounce Pepsi
EWeston: Hi Elayne still cold out there I hear
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Beet into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:08 PM, then departs.
Lil: Yo E
Beet: Hi all
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
Cat: hi beet
InTheWood: Let the air out of your shoes...
Mr Bark Bark: Beet the Reaper!
Lil: Hi Beet
NancyKat: Beeeeeet...
shoes for the dead: the Beet goes on
pinholeF200: yo beet
NancyKat: Take the seat where?
Elayne: Evenin' Beet!
EWeston: h Beet. Been meaning to ask you about the meaning of beet yougert
Cat: what
Beet: My favorite album
Cat: what's up, el?
Mr Bark Bark: You can't make yougert without YOU!
InTheWood: Let us pause.
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| sound man - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Ice Cream Mister tiptoes in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
shoes for the dead: lettuce paws
NancyKat: beet horseradish...
InTheWood: Squeeze the wheeze.
Mr Bark Bark: I have a quarter! Hey, wait!
lily: out schwartzed
Cat: i have been going through my archives this week, starting with firesign and then krassner.
Cat: they do overlap
DJTweeny: Hi Ice Cream Mister
||||||||| 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 llanwydd disembarks at 9:11 PM.
llanwydd: good evening folks
Cat: Mister
DJTweeny: Hi Llan
InTheWood: We're glad you made it!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE’RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln
Beet: everybody sync in
Elayne: Hey Llan!
Cat: llan. good to see an oldtimer show up
Mr Bark Bark: Welcome to... THE FUTURE!
EWeston: AAmoung a triplet of vegtible flavors I've seen recently. Who's's responsible?
pinholeF200: llan, mister, welcome
shoes for the dead: hey Llan
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
Cat: good point, tween.
llanwydd: love bozos
||||||||| 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."
Lil: Hi there Llan
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Cat: it's a great album
Beet: hi llan
llanwydd: I was into fst for many years before I bought bozos
Cat: it seemed to bring the whole 4 album set together for me
Mr Bark Bark: Interesting.
DJTweeny: We'll be hearing a Dear Friends broadcast from DOMM later on this evening :)
shoes for the dead: yuppers Cat
Lil: Nice Tweeny
llanwydd: I had already heard part of it on the Forward Into the Past compilation
||||||||| Catherwood leads Timm McCoy in through the front door at 9:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
InTheWood: A catfish?...
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
llanwydd: hey Timm
Elayne: Nice to hear this album again. By the way, it's turtles all the way down...
Beet: are we the uncomplicatedpeople?
DJTweeny: Hi Timm
Timm McCoy: Was the President based on Nixon?
InTheWood: And is this the technical vastness?...
Mr Bark Bark: And Yertle, at the bottom of it all.
shoes for the dead: they were right about the lumps!
Timm McCoy: Hi DJ
Mr Bark Bark: Man-- Woman-- Child! All Is Up Against The WALL OF SCIENCE
pinholeF200: put 'em all together to make one good one
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE’RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln
NancyKat: technophobic technomages...
Beet: was the belch an adlib?
shoes for the dead: kaff kaff
Elayne: I loved it when the rock groups settled in... they have festivals all over the place now.
Mr Bark Bark: Maybe at first...
Timm McCoy: Im having an interview with Phil Proctor in April.
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Mr Bark Bark: Cool
NancyKat: Phish jam sessions...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Elayne: "Clamasoaurs and oysterettes appeared as appetizers..." one of my favorite lines.
Elayne: Also "fish became obnoxious."
EWeston: Have you seen any of the science of diskworld books Elaynene?
||||||||| 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."
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cool, Timm :)
NancyKat: Elayne...like the Dead this summer?
Cat: in what, timm?
pinholeF200: one is nothing
Elayne: EWeston, I know of them, but I'm afraid I don't have the time to get into them yet. I'm still working my way through the books I borrowed from Dex!
EWeston: Nothing is a big thing
Elayne: Just so, NancyKat.
Timm McCoy: On my podcast. Not the place to promote my show here tho.
Beet: The sound effects are very special on this.
Mr Bark Bark: It's okay, what's the podcast called?
InTheWood: Thivilithed man...
EWeston: I'm working through Volume Two. Amazing stuff
Cat: would we know who you are, timm?
Timm McCoy: see: ppltv.net
Rufus_T_Firetween: No problem, Timm, if you're involved with FST you're welcome to do so
shoes for the dead: sit down on his own stool
NancyKat: And hoist him on his own picard?
Cat: i think when proctor finishes his book, he'll do a lot of media
Timm McCoy: Ive known Phil for about 20 years now.
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
SatelliteBob: i have to run guys.. see ya next week
Rufus_T_Firetween: forgot about the book
InTheWood: khhphlegmish village...
Rufus_T_Firetween: Thanks for stopping by, Bob
Elayne: Bye Bob!
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:19 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs SatelliteBob by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
NancyKat: BB, Bob...
EWeston: Bye Bob
Mr Bark Bark: Night' Bob
pinholeF200: see ya Bob, have a nice orbit
Lil: H'or Duerv Bob
Cat: about the same, timm
Beet: Come again Bob
InTheWood: Or vwah, Bob.
Cat: still bobbing and weaving?
EWeston: It's that darn sock
||||||||| 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."
Beet: corn starch
InTheWood: Forever!
Timm McCoy: You can set here in the waitin room or..
EWeston: Dosn't it chaff?
shoes for the dead: sock darning?
Mudhead: Pleasure to meet you Timm
pinholeF200: direct balls or alternating balls?
Mr Bark Bark: Just the left and the right.
InTheWood: I say live it, or live with it!
Timm McCoy: You are welcome Mudhead!
EWeston: Balls or anti balls, you decide, quickly!
Beet: straight ahead
Mr Bark Bark: But, like the young lady said...
Elayne: Sometimes I feel like a motor-operated pushover.
||||||||| "9:23 PM? 9:23 PM!!" says Catherwood, "''Bob'' should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ''Bob'' enters and sits in the comfy chair.
DJTweeny: Hi Bob
Cat: but the motor is made out of money, el
Beet: what is a strone?
EWeston: A soul in the machine
Mr Bark Bark: "Bob"???
NancyKat: Elayne...yes...
shoes for the dead: hey Bob
Cat: obb
Timm McCoy: My wife ran away with the bees. Don't you just love the worker displacement program?
''Bob'': Hey, folks. I'm late again... the queen will have my head!
EWeston: Synchronosity is, sneaky
Timm McCoy: Hello, Eh Clem.
Lil: OH NO!!! NOT THE COMFY CHAIR!!!!!!!
Mudhead: we retired ah, clem
Elayne: Hi "Bob!"
NancyKat: Lil-And now for the soft cushions!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE’RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lily - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| steveo - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Lil: AUUUUGGGHHHHH
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Lil: LOL
Mr Bark Bark: Well, that's dengue fever for you.
Beet: It would take a while to go through a ton of coke
NancyKat: Ahh, i must anon...will see you all next haberdashery!
Mr Bark Bark: Depends on the sound man.
Mudhead: just ask Tony Montana
EWeston: Finally, the DISHRACK!!!
Mr Bark Bark: Bye, Nancy!
Lil: Seeya NK
Cat: by nancy
shoes for the dead: jeeum
DJTweeny: Have a great week, Nancy
EWeston: Nancy awaybye
Elayne: Bye Nancy!
pinholeF200: au revoir nancy
Lil: I don't do dishes or windows
shoes for the dead: by Nancy
Cat: it's odd how my life is organized around this chat.
Beet: each participant is a different kind of "spring" in the watch.
Mr Bark Bark: ;-)
Timm McCoy: Go ahead, just squeez the nose. It's ok.
Cat: otherwise, i may not notice the passage of a week at all
InTheWood: Jivin' me again...
Lil: I'm glad I get the FB reminder
Mr Bark Bark: I passed a week once, it was painful.
F. Burnoose (was ccjctwo): That would indeed be "odd" Cat!
Cat: tween is good about that, lil
Lil: I preferred the surgery Mr. BB
InTheWood: You're so beneficent...
Timm McCoy: FB is perfect for FST reminders.
Cat: i was here on the very first chat, in 1995.
Lil: Indeed he is
EWeston: I've been away for two weeks for different reasons. Its a good time on Thrusdays
Cat: two decades of chatting.
Lil: Yes, particularly for those of us whose brains are turning to cole slaw
InTheWood: You must be exhausted, Cat.
Cat: that's the oddness, burnoose.
Cat: lol, wood
F. Burnoose (was ccjctwo) -)
DJTweeny: Wonder what happened to Dex?
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shoes for the dead: flip flop
Cat: i discovered the internet in late 93, alt. comedy. firesign shortly threaftrer. there i met elayne, who is here now
EWeston: What other slaw options exist?
Beet: masterpiece
Elayne: Am I, Cat? Am I really?
Cat: she brought this chat into existence in 95.
||||||||| Nabby steps in at 9:30 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Elayne: Waved my wand and poof.
Mr Bark Bark: He's got little squinty eyes.
EWeston: Drop that door knocker!
shoes for the dead: Nabby!
Beet: hi Nab
Cat: well, you may be in a different here, el, but then, isn't everybody?
Lil: Hmmm... cole slaw with sugar on top?
Nabby: Greetings from the yeast
pinholeF200: yo nab
InTheWood: Wingardium levio-sa-.
Rufus_T_Firetween: there are two other fan pages on Facebook also, Chromium Switch and Firesign Theatre (as opposed to _The_ Firesign Theatre, which is their official page)
Cat: outgrowtrh of your ezine Falafal
Lil: Hello Nab
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby
EWeston: sh fruit?
Timm McCoy: It took me 22 years but i now own everthing audio/video from FST
Lil: LOL Wood
Beet: what is he talking about?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE’RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln
Cat: there was a guy in LA, forget his name but El would know
Rufus_T_Firetween: Very cool, Timm :)
Mr Bark Bark: How does he make his voice DO that?
shoes for the dead: what?
InTheWood: Hey, Pablo, he broke the president!
Cat: started one of the first usegroups or whatever they were called
Beet: naw, maaaaaaaan
Cat: math dude
Elayne: Don't point at me, Cat, I don't remember what I did last week.
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shoes for the dead: precedent
Lil: What are we always talking about?
Cat: niles maybe?
Cat: yeah el, i know you forget radio shows you were on that are part of my radio shows
InTheWood: Did anybody tune in to the Digital Diner when it went out back in the 90s?
EWeston: If anyone sees it, I'm missing a Wednesday
Elayne: There ya go, Cat.
shoes for the dead: hey NSA guy
Cat: are we always talking about the same thing, lil?
Cat: yes wood.
Lil: I remember going on Starchat
Cat: i was just talking to paul krassner about that today
Elayne: How's Paul doing, Cat?
Lil: I can let you have 2 wednesdays for a Friday EW
Cat: i will find out when he answers me, el
InTheWood: PB was always cutting edge...
Lil: Yeah and good with jam too
Cat: the fact that he was born in 1932 is less and less relavent. i think his ma loved to be a hundred or something
EWeston: Has it got good shins?
Timm McCoy: So many hidden references to other FST albums in every album.
Cat: wood, bergman wanted to be the edge.
EWeston: They talk to oner another
Lil: Yes, just like Stephen King's stuff
Lil: Lots of cross-references
Cat: timm, have you read aldous huxley's Island? mynah birds fly about sceaming " attention" all the time. bergman was one of them
EWeston: No double cross refferrences though
Nabby: Like Zappa's ...ouvre
llanwydd: hey, how would you folks put yourselves into the five categories (those of you who are familiar) zip, beaner, bozo, berzerker or boogie?
Cat: that you suddenly noticed something is one of the mynah firesign attention callers
Timm McCoy: Found it fascinating Cat.
llanwydd: I might call myself a zip although I was once a bozo
Cat: let's take a trip
llanwydd: lol
EWeston: You forgot bogie
Beet: It's all circular, llan
Timm McCoy: Im still a Bozo, its how I make my scratch.
Elayne: I'm probably a bozo, get along to go along.
shoes for the dead: robot's rule of order
Cat: dont bogie that joint
llanwydd: lol
EWeston: OOps me not read well tonight
llanwydd: dr avacado
Timm McCoy: puff puff pass Cat
Cat: i'm too mean to be a bozo
||||||||| Catherwood ushers oswaldCaligula in through the front door at 9:38 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
llanwydd: hey oz
EWeston: Part zip, part boogie
DJTweeny: shoes for the dead: robot's rule of order << didn't know until recently that there was actually something called Robert's Rules Of Order ;)
Cat: one of the krassner pieces in my archive, paul talks about toking with john and yoko.
Nabby: Hi oC
DJTweeny: Hi oswald
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Elayne: I love when Dr. Memory starts talking like a Google search. :)
shoes for the dead: beaner
llanwydd: oswald as in Lee? or the character in king lear?
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Cat: paul is disturbed at john hogging the joint so he wasks if john knows the term "bogart"
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| yojimbo - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| NancyKat - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Shoes outside the law of gravity
Cat: john says anyone who points that out loses a turn
Mr Bark Bark: Boy, that fiddlers' is really going around!
Elayne: Tween, I was in a fraternity in high school that followed strict Robert's Rules during meetings, so I was lucky enough to get that pun first time.
DJTweeny: kewl
shoes for the dead: haha, Cat!
Nabby: John was a joint hogger huh
Elayne: So Cat, what you're saying is that Lennon could indeed be an asshole. And the sun rises in the east.
pinholeF200: nooooooo nooooooooo
Timm McCoy: john was ahead of his time by at least a decade
Cat: i guess when you're a beattle, you have a sense of entitlement
Mr Bark Bark: HONK
Nabby: lol
Lil: LOL E
Nabby: lol E
InTheWood: Forget it...
Cat: that's paul's story, i never met john. i have told my george harrison story too many times already
Nabby: Dr you're lying!
EWeston: Ferdet debt?
Timm McCoy: We're all Joan & Jane Smith
Nabby: EW lol
oswaldCaligula: hello room. name is just silly
Beet: love it
Timm McCoy: I meant John & Jane Smith. How lesian of me.
Cat: hi silly
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
DJTweeny: silly is encouraged here :)
shoes for the dead: hey justsilly
Lil: Wow that went fast
Cat: is that a lesbian without the bees?
Lil: All the albums just whiz by
EWeston: I await the Jack and Jted thugs, and thugettes
Mr Bark Bark: It goes very fast.
Lil: Bear Whizz that izz
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Beet: I was a sailor with a beard
Timm McCoy: It did. I enjoyed this. Love the family feel.
EWeston: Me to Beet
llanwydd: cool ending
Lil: Me too Timmeh
Nabby: I just went out with the tide
DJTweeny: and it ends with the same wind storm that starts Electrician :)
shoes for the dead: ain't that wierd?
Cat: there is a baudelaire poems that ends: and sailors, and many others
Mr Bark Bark: Interesting
Cat: very much like the end of this album
Elayne: Very nice Tween, thanks!
Timm McCoy: Shoes for industry!
Cat: it is an end, but it is also infinite
oswaldCaligula: im not advocating assasination, or horses in the senate
Mudhead: Fun, well, 'm afraid Im going to sleep. G'nite all
EWeston: , Laugh run away!
llanwydd: I had those books
||||||||| Mudhead leaves to catch the 9:45 PM train to Waterford.
Cat: sleep well, mud
Timm McCoy: Thanks Tween! Awesome!
Elayne: Night, Mudhead!
Mr Bark Bark: G'night, Mr. "Head."
Cat: had is inferior to have
Nabby: Be good Mud
Lil: I had one of the old Big Books but I dropped it in the bathtub LOL
Timm McCoy: Noght Mudhead
pinholeF200: I have those books, in front of me on my desk
shoes for the dead: by Mud
EWeston: G'nite Mudster
Beet: I have purchased enough so that I don't have to feel guilty when Tween does a pitch
Cat: i hope it enjoyed the bath
Lil: Nice pinhead, I mean hole
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Lil: hahaha Beet
DJTweeny: Guilt! Guilt! Guilt! lolol
Lil: I meant nite not nice
Lil: Geez
EWeston: Then used the anti nite cream
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Lil: Thanks for the link Ruffy
DJTweeny: :-)
Lil: I always loved those
shoes for the dead: antinite is slightly radioactive
Cat: long ago, bergman had a website, rfo.
pinholeF200: we have made all our own enemies, or enemas
Cat: had krassner on it
Lil: Wish Bergman was still around to do his commentary on today
Rufus_T_Firetween: yw Lil :)
EWeston: Please dispose of it, safely
Beet: and don't slam the door
Cat: lil, dont we all?
Lil: Yes I'm sure Cat :-)
DJTweeny: should have played this with Dwarf
shoes for the dead: Dear Friends!!
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - from the DOMM Dear Friends Broadcasts “LOUIS P. ILLUMINATO’S CHURCH OF EVERYTHING”- 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 **'
Lil: Another time Tweeny lol
Cat: there is this rich library of bergman babblings to entertain us forever
Lil: Quite true Cat
Cat: few folks can say that
Cat: lots of babblings, but few as entertaining as pete
Lil: Indeed so
Lil: And few can garble words as well as Proctor...
Lil: One of his specialties
Cat: tru nuf
||||||||| Catherwood enters with lily close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:51 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
shoes for the dead: and sound so manic, Lil
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about 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
Beet: Would it not be fascinating to know what station a genius like Peter takes up in the afterlife (if there is one)?
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
DJTweeny: wb lily
Lil: Yes Shoes
Cat: you think there's an afterlife, beet?
Lil: It's nice to be in the company of those who know
llanwydd: catherwood get me what you get me a
||||||||| Catherwood gets llanwydd a.
Beet: hi, lily
llanwydd: lol
lily: thrown off but good Hello NSA persons
EWeston: Exactly Ms Piltown
Beet: Got a feelin'
DJTweeny: quite teasing Catherwood, Llan
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to DJTweeny and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
pinholeF200: Hi lily that was a short week...
Lil: LOL Pin
DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give Llan a complete sentence
||||||||| Catherwood brings llan a complete sentence.
lily: I miss all the hulla ballo
Lil: LOL Tweeny
Mr Bark Bark: And a pause that refreshes.
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InTheWood: And that's all for tonight for me.
llanwydd: I got an incomplete sentence from a judge once
Mr Bark Bark: You mean we won't have wood?
llanwydd: he said "Don't worry, you'll be back".
InTheWood: Cheers all! Live long and prosper.
DJTweeny: Thanks for joining us, Wood
Lil: Take care Woody
lily: good wood
Mr Bark Bark: I'll be hack!
llanwydd: that's one of groucho's jokes
Beet: I have wood every morning
pinholeF200: night wood
Lil: Indeed Wood and you too
shoes for the dead: see ya Wood
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Timm McCoy - dead from The Plague
||||||||| F. Burnoose (was ccjctwo) - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Elayne - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Mr Bark Bark: Do some pushups, Pablo.
||||||||| InTheWood rushes off, saying "9:55 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Beet: G'Nite Wood
llanwydd: nite woody
Cat: 40,000 headmen can't bring stevie winwood into the studio
Beet: Wish upon a Scar
Cat: that's not a scar, that's a birth defect
Deputy Dang: I haven't heard this before.
Lil: Me neither
Deputy Dang: Ah... it's on that DVD. I'll find it in a box some day.
Cat: buy domm, dang'
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Johan Amadeus Myjetski', just granted probation at 9:57 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Deputy Dang: Yeah, that's the DVD I meant.
Cat: you too, lil
Lil: Hi JAM
DJTweeny: Part of the DOMM compilation DVD, Deputy
Cat: and pre-emtively, you too johan
DJTweeny: Hi Johan
llanwydd: hey JAM
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Beet: Yo Johann
shoes for the dead: hey Johan
||||||||| 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!"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Jola, everybody!
pinholeF200: that echo again
Mr Bark Bark: Ruff Ruff is my identical twin cousin.
EWeston: How's your movement
Lil: Cola to you too JAM
llanwydd: jola, aussi
Cat: kick out the jams
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: There's two of everybody except you, Pin?
Mr Bark Bark: Magic.
Lil: Love their phone gags
pinholeF200: i'm beside myself
llanwydd: I'm very close
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: LOL!
llanwydd: to myself
lily: telephone rotary lol
shoes for the dead: cows in heat
EWeston: Keep your third eye on yourself
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Mr Bark Bark: Raptor thighs?
llanwydd: self-realization
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'dude', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
llanwydd: hey dude
llanwydd: an archaic phrase by now
Cat: dude
Mr Bark Bark: THE dude?
DJTweeny: Hi dude
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Lil: Duder
Beet: hey dude
pinholeF200: dude, dude, dude
llanwydd: I think the term evolved from Hey Jude
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: 'sup, Dude?
Cat: does anyone else find this tiresome, the dr. uh... thing
llanwydd: it was just a slang version
shoes for the dead: adventures in barbecue sauce, Bark Bark
DJTweeny: I'd complain to the Fireheads, Cat
Cat: as if, tween
DJTweeny: maybe they'll redo the show for you lol
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Lil: Good one Tweeny lol
Cat: i just think they od'd on the humourous possibilites
EWeston: I was just stinking that
Cat: forgetfullness is a lot funnies when you're young
shoes for the dead: it's not a tiresome, it's a foursome, Cat
Cat: funnier
pinholeF200: afflicted with oldtimers?
EWeston: Foursworn
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Sometimers
shoes for the dead: whew!
Beet: Plus they were smoking ForgetIt cigarettes
Cat: i find this annoying
Nabby: four or fivesworn
Mr Bark Bark: It'll pass.
Cat: thats a funny looking cigarette
EWeston: OOr the four default crdit swappers of the appocolypse
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And the echo would make the windowpane interesting
Nabby: thrice blessed and fivesworn
Nabby: And the echo
shoes for the dead: echo
Mr Bark Bark: echo
EWeston: ItIts in front of a funny looking face
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: That harmonica being played from time to time is properly called an "echo harp". I kid you not.
Nabby: I've got an echo harp
Cat: are you a harp expert?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Me too!
Nabby: Double set of holes
lily: take the path of cobb salad
EWeston: I have an echo effect
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Just a wind player...
Nabby: echo effect
Nabby: cool JAM
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I have echo FX, too
shoes for the dead: effect
Beet: How did Nurgy get his name?
Nabby: Harrison Ford is okay
EWeston: ect
Nabby: ect
EWeston: Hah!
lily: toy have to know how to play a harmonica to join my camp fire
Nabby: Nergal and Ishtar were an item
Elevator Boy: Who?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'd burn for you
Nabby: I burnt my weenie sandwich
lily: what color crayon do you eat first
oswaldCaligula: Harrison F. needs to chill out
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ice Cream Mister - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: painful
Nabby: Is that a trick question
Mr Bark Bark: Bisque, unless there's salad.
DJTweeny: Ossman has such a great 'announcer voice'
Nabby: Crash landing, Dr. Jones!
Cat: my fingers are altering their realities
lily: quibble all you want to just don't dribble
pinholeF200: a simple head code, any English schoolboy could catch it
EWeston: I'm willing to try playing the bass with my teeth
Nabby: Quib & Drib, Ltd.
shoes for the dead: de-scaled, EW?
Beet: good way to pick your teeth too
EWeston: Gibble gribble gribble
lily: take the path of most resistence
pinholeF200: EW is that a guitar or a fish?
shoes for the dead: or filited?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Probably a Pisces, working for scale
DJTweeny: OK folks, now that we've complete the first 4 albums, what do you all want to hear next week? I could play some of the longer Duke Of Madness shows instead of an album
EWeston: It's du I confess
Nabby hands EW a largemouth.
DJTweeny: *completed
Cat: gods just a guy like you and me
EWeston: A Specter NS-2A kinds fish
Mr Bark Bark: I don't know Duke of Madness at all!
shoes for the dead: Martian Space Party, Tween
Beet: I would like to hear some of the rarer club shows.
DJTweeny: You're listening to it, Bark :)
Cat: i can send you some stuff, tween
pinholeF200: god divided himself into myriad parts that he might have friends
Nabby: Ooh that sounds fun shoes agreeb
DJTweeny: We have a vote for Space Party
DJTweeny: Please do, Cat
Lil: TV or Not TV
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: DJT, how about Dear Friends the double album?
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Nabby: and I mean that
lily: mill about for moonshine
DJTweeny: Dear Friends Is doable
EWeston: Curb your crumpets
Nabby: Matching Tie and Handkerchief?
Lil: I'm up for Dear Friends too
Nabby: Oops wrong group
Mr Bark Bark: I haven't heard "Dear Friends" in a long time.
DJTweeny: I like that album, Nabby
DJTweeny: but wrong chat ;)
DJTweeny: OK, Dear Friends it is
Nabby: A moon shining above the mill.....
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
DJTweeny: about 1:15 minutes
Lil: Huzza she said
Nabby: Indeed Tweeny
EWeston: Crumpet crumbs raining down my collar
Cat: two?silence
Lil: uh-oh
Mr Bark Bark: Louis is listening.
DJTweeny: Well, I screwed that up...
shoes for the dead: icrophone orking/
Cat: ah, roc man
||||||||| 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!"
Lil: lol
Nabby: Moo
DJTweeny: hit the wrong button and cue'd the end of the track :/
DJTweeny: apologies, all
Mr Bark Bark: No problem
lily: I like it
Nabby: Tweeny you are so golden
Mr Bark Bark: It was very mysterious.
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:17 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs llanwydd by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
shoes for the dead: wasn't it lever B, Tween?
DJTweeny: yes, Nabby, but am I stardust?
pinholeF200: used to love it when djs pushed the wrong button (except me)
Nabby: Mystery is good
||||||||| 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!"
Mr Bark Bark: Get yourself back to the garden.
EWeston: SStar colliloids at least Tweeney
Lil: No not lever B, Leave It to Beaver
DJTweeny plants some artichokes
Nabby: Back to the garden, Tween
Beet: I love it when each of them goes off on their own tangent all at the same time
Cat: bergman once said, every radio programme begins with mystery
Nabby: Mystery in the Air
Elevator Boy: was that arty jokes?
lily: beachy
Lil: Yes Beet and then when they try to connect all the threads together
Nabby: Moo
Mr Bark Bark: OK, got to call it a night! See you next week!
EWeston: A peach centerred diet
DJTweeny: Beet it really is cool how they automatically all follow the tangent line
Lil: Nite Barkie
Nabby: MrBB be well
Beet: Most Unique Radio
EWeston: Same time, same roof
DJTweeny: group improv at its best
shoes for the dead: by by Bark Bark
lily: lemmings
pinholeF200: bye bark
Nabby: I loved Jack Lemmings....
Beet: Goodnight Bark
Nabby: Like a good book
EWeston: lSquirrel
lily: with or without meregine
lily: everbody dance it out
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Cat: bergman continues to inspire us'
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Nabby: ready, set, twist
Nabby: goo goo
shoes for the dead: waltzing
lily: again
Nabby: that is an enormous baby
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
lily: one two three
shoes for the dead: 132,123
Cat: is that the population of your shoe?
lily: got a back beat
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| oswaldCaligula - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| dude - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Lil: Is it John Candy?
Nabby: I want my shoe back beet
shoes for the dead: from the last census, Cat
Cat: hookers leave mints?
Beet: No shoes
Nabby: argh
Lil: I'm confused
shoes for the dead: what?
Lil: sob
Nabby: I'm always confused
Nabby: you get used to it
Lil: Ok that makes me feel better Nabby
Cat: less sobing, more bosing
lily: welcome to my fox hole
Cat: spiders, indeed
Cat: i was in barcelona. got bitten by a spider.
shoes for the dead: espider
lily: don't enter labia?
Cat: interesting invitation, lily
Nabby: Yay Lil whoops *crash bang*
Nabby: you can't say labia on the internets
lily: swear I just heard that somewhere
pinholeF200: why can't you say labia??
shoes for the dead: good thing we are typing......
Nabby: whew shoes is wright
pinholeF200: orville or wilbur?
Nabby: orville labia?
lily: spit that laughter right out
shoes for the dead: cobbler
Beet: Don't give me that lip
Cat: no archtypes allowed
lily: kill devil hills
Lil: OUCH Beet
Nabby: fallen archetypes
Nabby: die devil humps
lily: where the wind takes ya
Cat: ark ark, ]if th letter b ceased to be.
EWeston: HWith fallen archetypes
shoes for the dead: where where
EWeston: Near the shoes lip
Nabby: who who
lily: how how
EWeston: Nelson Riddle
Lil: You timed your acid didn't you
Nabby: I give up what's the answer
Cat: nothing but indians
EWeston: And his CarolCounty Car Strippers
lily: say knock knocker
Cat: are you talking to me, lil?
EWeston: Just a little dip
Nabby: Timing is
shoes for the dead: everything
pinholeF200: not any more
Nabby: everything
Nabby: shoes!
Nabby: lol
EWeston: Well everything, meh
lily: anticipa
shoes for the dead: yours was funnier, Nabby
DJTweeny: Praise Firesign!
lily: go ahead nabby u know u want 2
Nabby: Lettuce prey
Beet: everything
Nabby: shin
EWeston: Watch out for the giant space bunnies
lily: thanks I needed that
Lil: Does that include the cole slaw?
||||||||| 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 and ARCHIVES FOR FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow'
Nabby: I was anticipated yesterday but I feel better tonight
EWeston: Only one tub
pinholeF200: sorry only one tub of slaw per family
Lil: They only come up in the hills once a year
Nabby: One tub is never enough
lily: its time to break out the old kazoo
Lil: what should we play
EWeston: You have tubettes syndrom
Nabby: I've forgotten the key
lily: amazing race lil
||||||||| "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: i got a gal in Kalamazoo
Nabby: Prokofiev
Nabby: I love tape sounds
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Sorry, got distracted by business. Nite all!
pinholeF200: Prokofour
Lil: Those are both good
Lil: Seeya JAM
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mr Bark Bark - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Nabby: Let's not make this about race gals
EWeston: Bye Johnny
pinholeF200: by for now Johan
Nabby: Leter JAM
Cat: i have heard it pronounced kalamagoo
shoes for the dead: see ya Jam
Lil: Here to the end dear friends
lily: flight of the bumblers then
shoes for the dead: taking his spine off
Lil: That's good too Lily
EWeston: Much relieved at the oriface
Cat: these were great radio days
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Lil: I can only imagine EW
Lil: But I'd prefer not to
Cat: the idea we could change the world with radio shows
lily: grear friends
Nabby: Prokofiev - Love for Three Oranges - March section http://youtu.be/DsyBcthsZHw Great stuff!
shoes for the dead: it worked for some of us, Cat!
Cat: this is perhaps the greatest
EWeston: IfIf I can just get this water pump to turn over
Lil: It certainly sounded like Everything
Cat: indeed, shoes
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!
Beet: A very good Thursday. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween. G'Nite.
Nabby: That's it? Nooooooooo
Nabby )
Lil: Be well Tweeny
Cat: thanks for keeping the flame going, tween
Nabby: Thank you Tween
Lil: I second that Cat
lily: WONDERFUL
pinholeF200: Thanks for laughter and whatever else this is, Tween
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
''Bob'': 'Nite, Tween!
EWeston: uBu Bye
lily: Thanks Tween will catch up with what I missed lol
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
Lil: Nightoll
Nabby: Lark and Pocket!
Lil: You too everyone
||||||||| "10:44 PM? I'm late!" exclaims EWeston, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| At 10:44 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Cat!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
DJTweeny: I post a link to the last week's archives on the Facebook pages
Lil: G'night
DJTweeny: same as the last link you see above
||||||||| At 10:45 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, pinholeF200!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Lil: Sigh...
Lil: I suppose it's my turn
DJTweeny: the time goes by too fast :)
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:47 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Rufus_T_Firetween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| At 10:48 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...
Nabby: zoom!
lily: ''Bob'' Beet Lil lily Nabby shoes for the dead the last to leave thanks DJTweeny for a great time
||||||||| Deputy Dang rushes off, saying "10:54 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Beet - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nabby - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Lil - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| lily - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 Steevo falls out at 11:28 PM.
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Steevo - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Elevator Boy - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| jaf357 enters at 11:40 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| jaf357, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Chapel.
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| jaf357 - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 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
''Bob''
Cat
Deputy Dang
DJTweeny
Elayne
Elevator Boy
EWeston
F. Burnoose (was ccjctwo)
George Leroy
George stevens
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
InTheWood
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
league
Lil
lily
llanwydd
Mr Bark Bark
Mudhead
Nabby
NancyKat
oswaldCaligula
pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween
SatelliteBob
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Timm McCoy
yojimbo
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-i-think-were-all-bozos-on-this-bus-cd-audio-only/
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatre.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://youtu.be/DsyBcthsZHw



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