A Firesign Chat
11/12/2015




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 November 12, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Pnisnose into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 6:54 PM, then departs.
Pnisnose: Uh,Clem anyone here?
Pnisnose: Hail the size of marmosets beating a black and blue tattoo on my taut white hide!
||||||||| Pnisnose is kicked out just as the clock strikes 6:56 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Pnisnose close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 6:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule.
Pnisnose: Ppppppppfft!
||||||||| Around 6:57 PM, Pnisnose walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood leads DJTweeny inside, makes a note of the time (7:45 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| 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
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||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:01 PM, dragging Rufus_T_Firetween by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
||||||||| "8:20 PM? 8:20 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Porgie should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Porgie enters and sits on the couch.
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Artie Choke', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:24 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| Artie Choke departs at 8:25 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Outside, the 8:25 PM bus from Salem pulls away, leaving Artie Choke coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi Artie, Porgie
DJTweeny: Streams up momentarily, audio in about 10 minutes
DJTweeny: Streams up momentarily, audio in about 10 minutes
||||||||| 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)
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)
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||||||||| DJTweeny says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, DJTweeny exits at 8:36 PM.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hello again
||||||||| 8:38 PM -- Rufus_T_Firetween left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:38 PM and late as usual, it's Rufus_T_Firetween, just back from Austin."
Rufus_T_Firetween: test
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween leaves at 8:41 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
: test 2
||||||||| Catherwood escorts DJTweeny inside, makes a note of the time (8:42 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! **
Currently playing: warm up music (Patrick Moraz)
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)
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DJTweeny: test
||||||||| Catherwood leads Rufus_T_Firetween inside, makes a note of the time (8:46 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTweeny: test
Rufus_T_Firetween: test
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Moby', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:52 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Rufus_T_Firetween: test 2
DJTweeny: Hi Moby
DJTweeny: folks, are you having problems with the chat refreshing?
Moby: Hi
||||||||| Catherwood ushers EWeston in through the front door at 8:54 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi EW
EWeston: evening Tweeny Rufus, Porgie, an Artie
DJTweeny: EW, are you having issues with the chat refreshing?
EWeston: Hmm Ok till now, or I've gone blind
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Ralph into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:56 PM, then departs.
DJTweeny: Well, I'm going to go ahead with the show whether or not the chat is working properly, so go ahead and get connected
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:57 PM, dragging rebozoette by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
EWeston: Refreshed and good
Moby: Yeah, chat isn't refreshing.
||||||||| Beet sneaks in around 8:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
DJTweeny: Hi rebozoette
Beet: This is some pretty wasted (in a good way) music to start. Howdy everybody.
DJTweeny: Hi Ralph
DJTweeny: Hi Beet. 'spacy', I thought ;)
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:59 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Moby by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
EWeston: Beetster
Beet: For some reason the buttons at the bottom of the page aren't working.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
DJTweeny: My screen isn't refreshing properly, and that's true in two very different systems
||||||||| Outside, the 9:01 PM downtown bus from Flint pulls away, leaving shoes for the dead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
shoes for the dead: Howdy
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Nabby inside, makes a note of the time (9:02 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Beet: website not working
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
Nabby: Greets all
shoes for the dead: hey Nab
Nabby: hey shoes --bit of lag here
shoes for the dead: slow refresh today
||||||||| Ralph rushes off, saying "9:05 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 9:05 PM: EWest jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Ralph inside, makes a note of the time (9:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Nabby: Hmm better? bitter? batter?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Lil close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:06 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom.
DJTweeny: I've sent a couple of emails to Merl
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! Now playing: from the DOMM Broadcast Series “MARTIAN SPACE PARTY” **
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
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Nabby: Hey Tween
Ralph: where am I?
||||||||| Ralph leaves to catch the 9:07 PM train to New York.
shoes for the dead: Clara Belles
EWest: I think I'll just listen and die absurdly tonight
Lil: Hello dudes and dudettes
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
Nabby: I'm dressed like a turnip
Lil: Hi shoes
Lil: can I borrow you for my soup Nabby
Lil: How come the chat is reversed from top to bottom?
shoes for the dead: Oh Blinding Light!
||||||||| "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!"
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Mudhead', just granted probation at 9:10 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTweeny: Hi Mudhead
Mudhead: just sit here till someone sees me
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Ralph in through the front door at 9:11 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
shoes for the dead: hey Mud, sing along
Mudhead: Oh light that blinds, I cannot see, look out for me!
Lil: Hi Muddy ol' boy
Mudhead: Lil, my favorite actress, your looking beeyuteefull this evening
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:15 PM and late as usual, it's Worker, just back from New York."
DJTweeny: Hi Worker
Worker: I couldn't get in with my other name "Beet", so I am "worker" for this session.
Mudhead: Close mode worker
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “MARTIAN SPACE PARTY” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/martian/index.html
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
shoes for the dead: hey Worker
Mudhead: I'm experiencing random internet outages tonight, they took us out for maintenance and it hasn't been the same all day.
DJTweeny: The chat is having issues, Mud
Mudhead: I'm on hold with Atlantic Broad Band now, as we speak. Goes to show you, you can be at two places at once.
Worker: I think the NSA finally launched their attack on us.
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! Now playing: from the DOMM Broadcast Series “MARTIAN SPACE PARTY” **
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
** PROBLEMS WITH CHAT REFRESH THIS EVENING **
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DJTweeny: We've been slimed!
Mudhead: This slime is delicous
shoes for the dead: I'm having a Moss myself
Mudhead: That the new Diet Moss?
Mudhead: You know what they say
Mudhead: I won't repeat it then
shoes for the dead: I grow my own
EWest: Lunged griddlely bears, yum
Mudhead: Don't we all shoes, don't we all
Lil: Sigh...naturally when I'm finally here for chat :-P
Mudhead: I swear its just a problem with the chromium switch
Lil: Nevermore is right
Mudhead: I thought Nevermore left, not right
shoes for the dead: you are facing the wrong way, Mud
||||||||| pinholeF200 tiptoes in around 9:37 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Lil: No, it's chat that's facing the wrong way
shoes for the dead: hey Pin
pinholeF200: hi shoes
Mudhead: Kurt! Fix it!
Lil: Yes Mr. Wizard, fix it lol
shoes for the dead: reminds me of dial-up
||||||||| Mudhead runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 9:40 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| "9:40 PM? 9:40 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits at the bar.
Lil: Really does hahaha
Mudhead: Mebbe that will help
pinholeF200: checked with Nino and it appears I'm representing the entire Midwest US tonight
Mudhead: Thats only 3 or 4 people isnt it?
shoes for the dead: Sell those Demons!
pinholeF200: since they changed the water...,.
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Rufus_T_Firetween: Well, at least the streams are working :/
pinholeF200: yes, don't cross the streams
Mudhead: I'll take one of those Hellcats instead of the Demon
Rufus_T_Firetween: That must be the problem
Rufus_T_Firetween: btw, Cat said he wouldn't be here this week or next
shoes for the dead: ya gonna trade in the Camelopard?
Mudhead: Only one hump
||||||||| 9:45 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
llanwydd: evening folks
shoes for the dead: Llan!
Mudhead: hi llan
pinholeF200: hey llan
Mudhead: on hold now for 47: minutes
shoes for the dead: hold it over there
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Merlyn inside, makes a note of the time (9:48 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: look at it who are you
Mudhead: now Im holding it over here
llanwydd: hey merl
Mudhead: Dear Mr Wizard please fix it
shoes for the dead: bend boys bend
llanwydd: I wonder if hideo is related to forest
Merlyn: Everything is refreshing OK for me
pinholeF200: always wise to keep a three-pound hammer on hand for computer problems
Mudhead: Usually just threatening it with the hammer works
Rufus_T_Firetween: Seems to be working now
Mudhead: I live near the water, they dont like the water test
llanwydd: this is a take on hamlet
Merlyn: Seems like it might be the website server
shoes for the dead: goats?
DJTweeny: ok
DJTweeny: Yes, I was getting server time-outs
DJTweeny: and disconnect messages
shoes for the dead: me favorite Rant
pinholeF200: shut up Edmund
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! Now playing: from the DOMM Broadcast Series “MARTIAN SPACE PARTY” **
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS >> http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
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Merlyn: It might be the new version of PHP that was installed 8 days ago, this uses PHP
DJTweeny: Ah, that would fit
shoes for the dead: well no wonder, it's just stoned
DJTweeny: Works fine now :)
EWest: unatural acts of software
Merlyn: tween, is it really better?
Merlyn: I don't see much difference
shoes for the dead: user network
||||||||| "9:55 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Mudhead, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
DJTweeny: Yes Merlyn
Merlyn: OK
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:55 PM and Mudhead waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Working normally at the moment
Merlyn: turns out you have to select the newer PHP, so I did that
DJTweeny: kewl...
shoes for the dead: Radio Pirson
||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD!
EWest: Radio prions, attack!
DJTweeny: Storm the Radio Bastille!
shoes for the dead: What?
EWest: Defenstrate your radio
pinholeF200: and release four vagrants, two debtors and a prostitute
EWest: Beats my five sixes
shoes for the dead: no, that makes 30
EWest: Go fish!
shoes for the dead: don't I get a free throw?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWest: Sure, throw this quackerback
llanwydd: remember "It's 10PM. Do you know where your children are"?
Worker: Not refreshing
EWest: Behind heavy duty quantum lox
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “MARTIAN SPACE PARTY” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/martian/index.html
||||||||| 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!"
llanwydd: quantum lox? what's that/
pinholeF200: paws that refreshes
shoes for the dead: do you know who your children are?
EWest: It's color function refuses to collapse, so its white
llanwydd: lol
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Johan Amadeus Myjetski', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
shoes for the dead: JAM!
EWest: Jaman
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I just wrestled with a Mark Time Zone to get here tonight!
DJTweeny: Hi Johan
DJTweeny: We're Glad You Made It!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “MARTIAN SPACE PARTY” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/martian/index.html
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greetings, shoes, E, DJT!
EWest: What time signature on that time zone
llanwydd: hilario clinton
shoes for the dead: Hilarity
||||||||| 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."
pinholeF200: hey there JAM
rebozoette: hello?
rebozoette: ohh been fun
EWest: Emil Gasashorn
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It was Universal - 7 time
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hiya pin!
rebozoette: what a sun spot NSA person
EWest: In A minus, I knut it well
rebozoette: rock knees
llanwydd: this is better than the tv or not tv version
Lil: How would wearing a hoodie or sweatshirt keep your mukluks out of the cornstarch?
Lil: hi reboz
EWest: Titanium carples
rebozoette: hi lil
shoes for the dead: osmosis
rebozoette: you do it so much better
EWest: I use dry cleaning bags myself
rebozoette: cornstarch drifts better
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: filled with swamp gas, E?
shoes for the dead: there is rehab for that
EWest: Nitrous ank yew
EWest: Why I always carry a scnorkle
Lil: this is true
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Emil Nitrates, I knew him well...
Lil: Wise thinking EW
DJTweeny: Will be great to have the new DVD with the video of this concert :)
EWest: The Detriot hit man? He just hit me.
shoes for the dead: yupers, Tween
DJTweeny: This must have been soooo much fun for them to do
EWest: Audience seemed middleing hysterical throughout
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I was just thinking how much fun it was for the musicians performing right along with the FST
DJTweeny: no doubt, Johan
EWest: Think that was Phil A, Annallie and one other friend
EWest: Tiny?
rebozoette: its goodamoto to be hear
EWest: It tougher to bear bears
DJTweeny: 'tis indeed
pinholeF200: but can you bare bears?
rebozoette: where wares
EWest: Organ Leroy?
shoes for the dead: What?
EWest: They use lazers for that these days to an invisible demand
Lil: The melodies on this performance are much different than on the vinyls
rebozoette: who?
||||||||| "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!"
Lil: when?
EWest: I left them in an abandoned sponge warehouse
rebozoette: catherwood clown shoes for everyone please
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to rebozoette and inquires "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
rebozoette: y
Lil: lol
pinholeF200: how about some catherwood incense, made it from my own sandals
||||||||| Catherwood froms pinholeF200's own sandals.
shoes for the dead: Cyrus
Lil: I never knew from was a verb
EWest: Yep, heard that name
EWest: Adverbial maybe
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
shoes for the dead: I grow From in my basement under lights
Nabby: art is a verb
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! Now playing: “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS”
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Free Downloads!! at http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html **
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Lil: Does it grow good down there?
pinholeF200: wasn't there an erich from?
Lil: Fromm where>
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah, good ol' time warp 2!Love the 2!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about the “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html
Nabby: where was squeaky fromme?
rebozoette: its just a
rebozoette: Hi Nabby
shoes for the dead: prison
DJTweeny: The Bozo Nose Facotory, Nabby
EWest: Step to the right
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
Nabby: hey reboz
rebozoette: and then
rebozoette: no and then
DJTweeny squeezes squeeky's nose
EWest: A twist to the left
shoes for the dead: there goes your back
rebozoette: and then a
EWest: Put your hands on your hips
rebozoette: right
Nabby: Catherwood squeeze Tweeny's wheeze
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Nabby and queries "Did you want something?"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: and bring your knees in tight
||||||||| 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."
rebozoette: bring yer knees in
Nabby moons the NSA in VR
DJTweeny: "How many PHP coders does it take to screw up a perfectly good chat?" eh, Merlyn lol
rebozoette: don't let them see uranus
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Acting lessons? We win't got no acting lessons…. We don't NEED no acting lessons
EWest: Or the ice volcanoes on Pluto
||||||||| "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!"
Nabby: I ACT JUST FINE
EWest: Running joke between the Phils
pinholeF200: don't hear you, we can SHOUT!
EWest: No! Put down that pickle!
rebozoette: tiller travel
EWest: Lost somewhere in a transom
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Does anyone else wish the entire cast of Buckaroo Banzai was filled with the FST?
Nabby: you need a background check to brandish that pickle EW
EWest: OK I promise never to hold it behind my back
||||||||| Catherwood enters with lynne close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:29 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the Aviary.
Worker: Is th orking
shoes for the dead: hey lynn E
DJTweeny: Hey lynne
rebozoette: seems like
Nabby: don't ask, don't shoot
Nabby: hi lynne
EWest: Depend on what you mean by working. Hi Lynne
Nabby: happiness is a warm particle vortex cannon
rebozoette: locked and loaded
pinholeF200: designed by Nikola Tesla while walking through a park
EWest: With a Zeta beam exesiter
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! Now playing: “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS”
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
Free Downloads!! at http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html **
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Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about the “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html
||||||||| 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!"
rebozoette: my eyelashes fluttered
Nabby: where can I get the Zeta beam modification?
Nabby: offworld I suppose.....
rebozoette: at the corner of zeta and beam
EWest: That involves many many Captian Crusader cerial box tops
shoes for the dead: serial boxtops?
Worker: Even refreshing by hand isn't orking
shoes for the dead: surreal box tops
EWest: No they can be out of sequence, but notorized if so
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I only have surreal boxtops
rebozoette: ew they discontinued that too many captains not enough crusaders
shoes for the dead: hide that under your hat, Worker
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The same rut runs in great minds, huh, shoes?
EWest: I blame those loose leash laws
Worker: I am enjoying the broadcast however.
Nabby: My cereal is melting
rebozoette: more sugar
Nabby: (in my mouth)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hello Worker
EWest: A sugar substitute gone bad?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hello Worker...
rebozoette: A-Z
Nabby: Catherwood give everyone a bowl of Trix
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a bowl of trix.
shoes for the dead: tastes like pork
rebozoette: nice
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah, that got the "Seevice Unavailable" notice to go away
EWest: If I can find any I prefer Idiots, the Breakfest of Madmen
DJTweeny: Bush W. Exxon, I love it lol
Nabby: pork is another white meat
DJTweeny: too appropriate
Worker: "Worker" used to be "Beet" but I couldn't get in with that one.
rebozoette: don't touch my carrot
EWest: Had the same problem. I'm waiting for an earlier me to die.
DJTweeny: Worker, I might be because the nick was still active. You could probably log out and in again as Beet now if you want
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: How Zen, E!
Nabby: X the unknown
DJTweeny: Ah, I see Beet is still active, sorry
||||||||| DJTweeny aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Beet at 10:39 PM
shoes for the dead: laptop dancing
||||||||| DJTweeny aka 'The Reaper' has killed off EWeston at 10:40 PM
EWest: Y, because we love you, in a platonic sorta way
Nabby: doppleganger
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'll bet Mark Time doesn't get 'cervix unavailable' notices...
DJTweeny: OK, should work now, guys
||||||||| 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!"
EWest: I was so young cept not
shoes for the dead: wow, give the guy some power..............
Worker: I'll give it a try.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:41 PM and late as usual, it's Beet, just back from Hellmouth."
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: he heard the word power and respondded!
Nabby: here try one of mine
Beet: I'm glad I made it.
rebozoette: ok
EWest: This fox is sick!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Beet!
Nabby: the Beet is Back
||||||||| 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!"
Beet: Hi JAM
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
rebozoette: what on the other channel beet?
EWest: I'll just stay as I is
Nabby: I yam who I yam
Beet: It was amazing being on the other side.
EWest: The big Beef Channel
Nabby: A cow don't make ham
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I JAM who I JAM
Nabby: Johan who Johan
EWest: Cows make pies
rebozoette: I had to go back to bozo shool thats my third rebozo
Nabby: fudge pies with whipped cream and flies
pinholeF200: don't worry about the flies
shoes for the dead: you probly just liked the teacher
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And mushrooms, too, Nabby
EWest: We won't weigh them
rebozoette: I thought dey wuz rasins
Nabby: oh yes mush
Beet: Loving the Mark Time episodes.
shoes for the dead: flying mushrooms
||||||||| 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!"
Nabby: it's a caper
rebozoette: peppercorn
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about the “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html
EWest: Its got the ergot
Nabby: yepsk Beet
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I forgot the ergot!
rebozoette: sunspotz
Nabby: is it "er-gott" or "er-go"?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: There's two of everybody except me
Nabby: I'm so confused all the time
shoes for the dead: it's Wheee!
EWest: You just can't melt a hat, or cerial , without the ergot
shoes for the dead: a whole town high on rye
rebozoette: it brings out the juizue
Nabby rolls another one
rebozoette: whoop
Nabby: pinner or tuna boat?
shoes for the dead: spliff
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You're talking about that town in ? France in the 16002, shoes?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: 1600s
shoes for the dead: yuppers
rebozoette: I like the future its where I am headed
Nabby: haven't done a real spliff since the 80's
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Reminds me of Aldous Huxley's dying words
Nabby: I'll have to rectify that
EWest: I just use a pipe made of nuc fittings
shoes for the dead: "roll me a spliff"?
Nabby: welly welly well Tweeny!
shoes for the dead: thanks Tween!
Nabby: thanks Merlyn!
Nabby: STP code
rebozoette: Beet EWest Johan Amadeus Myjetski Nabby pinholeF200 rebozoette Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead good to be hear and tweem thanks for the fun and the magic
EWest: Been wierd back to a laughly called normal next week
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I LOVED the Mark Time(s), DJT! Big thanks!
Nabby: later reboz
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
Mudhead: Im back, just in time to leave
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week :-) See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
Beet: Weird night tonight but enjoyed it anyway. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween. G'Nite.
Mudhead: See you all next Thursday.
rebozoette: nite nabs
Nabby: adios everyone great to see you all
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 10:54 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
rebozoette: You all take care
DJTweeny: You too bozoette
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
rebozoette: tween ya do great
||||||||| At 10:56 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| "Hey DJTweeny!" ... DJTweeny turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:56 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 10:58 PM -- pinholeF200 left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: nite all
||||||||| Merlyn leaves to catch the 11:01 PM train to Hellmouth.
||||||||| It's :10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| - dead from
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
: Ooops
||||||||| 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
DJTweeny
EWest
EWeston
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
Lil
llanwydd
Merlyn
Moby
Mudhead
Nabby
pinholeF200
Pnisnose
Ralph
rebozoette
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Worker
URL References:
http://firesigntheatre.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ
http://firesigntheatre.com/martian/index.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/xmradio/marktime.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatre.com



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