Weekly Firesign Chat Log

A Firesign Chat
12/26/2002

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Special appearance by
Phil Austin

||||||||| 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 December 26, 2002 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Phil Austin enters at 7:07 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Phil Austin: I know it's too early, but in case I don't get back here tonight, would Brian or Tom mind emailing me the sign-in page for the weblog? THanks. I'm away from my home computer. Xmas best to all.
||||||||| "7:08 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Phil Austin, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Dave waltzes in at 9:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 26, 2002 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dave: hmmmmm, hello
Dave: yes you are early Catherwood but, I am bored so I thought I'd come in now just for the fish of it
Dave: oh come on guys, don't tell me you're that hung over to not join in the chat
Dave: ...am I early?
Dave: yawn
Dave: Pete Yawn
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Elayne: I think you are early, Dave, but usually by this time things are hopping a bit more.
Elayne: My guess is, everyone's stuck at airports because of yesterday's storms. :)
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ce close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:15 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
||||||||| Ken enters at 9:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
ce: boxing day greetings to you all
Ken: hello, dear friends, ralph spoilsport here.....
ce: actually it was supposed to be cease. i wonder if i can change this
||||||||| cease imril waltzes in at 9:17 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease imril: aha. waltzing with knockers,eh?
Ken: aahhh, the cat-man
cease imril: how goes it dave, el, ken
Ken: waltzing matilda. we now know here name
cease imril: did santa bring robin a job, el?
Elayne: Oops, sorry! Hey Ken, Cat!
Ken: going well here, except the damned temperature. 19 and falling (fahrenheit, not centirgrade)
cease imril: equally painful
Dave: hey, back, glad to see someone's on, pretty depressed so won't say much
Elayne: I see where PA was here earlier and left a message for either Brian or Tom.
cease imril: really?
Elayne: At least SOMEone's weblogging.
Elayne: I'd love to "blogroll" the Firesign blog on mine, but they just don't post often enough.
Ken: cantirgrade? i can't spell. i meant "centaurgrade", based on the melting and boiling points of mythical half-man/half-horse creatures
cease imril: he showed up after everyone left 2 weeks ago, but never when i've been here
cease imril: true, el
Elayne: He was here 2 hours ago, check the log.
Ken: dave, i hope you're not serious about the depression. that's some seriously scary stuff.
Elayne: Have you had a lot of snow in N. Van, Cat, or just lots of rain?
Dave: I've seen 'im a few times
cease imril: we had a few flakes yesterday afternoon but primarily rain
cease imril: at least the mts have snow on them. makes a big difference
Dave: brb, gonna put on some Nick Drake
Elayne: I can imagine. We're still digging out from our "be careful what you wish for White Christmas."
Ken: e: we got 6" here in michigan
cease imril: you think doc has been snowed in?
Dave: back
Ken: some areas got up to 4 feet i hear. not sure where he is in relation to that though
cease imril: i've been working on getting still images from the video to put up on the seemreal.com site about our euro trip
cease imril: some photos i took in Oriente subway station in Lisbon you are gonna Love,el
cease imril: it's where they had their 98 world's fair and the whole area is weird with a cyberbeard
Elayne: I think Doc had some snow, like us, but not more than half a foot.
Elayne: Sounds lovely, Cat!
Ken: why haven't i heard about world's fairs lately? no publicity commitees?
Elayne: Of course, I could be wrong, Ken.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:24 PM, then departs.
Elayne: There must be a World's Fair website somewhere.
Elayne: Hey Dex!
cease imril: i've been emailing them to doc a few at a time for the Travelling Ishikawas section, Euro 02 tour
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne Cat Ken Dave Merlyn
cease imril: imagine dozens or hundreds of comic strip characters taking over a subway station
cease imril: hi dex
Ken: the one i don't expect to see here tonight is yamamoto. upstate new york got up to 5 inches per hour totalling 4 feet
cease imril: he yam what he yam
Ken: i am the real deal, heard firesign in 1970 while under the influence of some industrial strength drugs. lost track of them for years then stumbled upon the chat group about 5 years ago. the rest, as they say, is history .
Ken: oops, sorry, that was supposed to be to dave
cease imril: if there is a website for it, i'll have to provide a link on the Travelling Ishikawas page
Ken: the best laid plans etc. etc.
cease imril: i'm trying to get links to all the hotels and interesting places mentioned in the travelog
Dave: nice one Ken, lol
Dexter Fong: E: Got your msge and answered it "Yes" but never to sure about this msg thingie
cease imril: y'all see the photos of the firesign in Venice in the mindelss fellowship pavillion on the firesign site?
Ken: dave: at least i didn't tell you about my career as a spy for new zealand in the 40's. i damned near saved the entire southern hemisphere from destruction
Elayne: You did fine, Dex, there's a reason I'm messaging you privately.
cease imril: some statues i found in a church that look amazingly like for 4 or 5
Dave: uh huh, and, "what a blow for princess Elizibeth"\
Ken: of course, i wasn't born until 1952, this was in a previous lifetime
Ken: blow for elizabeth? was she on coke back then?
Ken: i'm on pepsi tonight
cease imril: on top of old pepsi?
Dave: hey, I'm debating whether or not to get Electrition, think I should, my FST collection is small, I don't know much about that one
cease imril: its where it all began, sort of
Elayne: Sorry, chatting with Dex. I'd definitely get it, Dave. But then I'm a chronological kinda gal.
Ken: the electrician is where the spark begins for the mass audience of the world
Dexter Fong: I agree with Elayne Dave, it's much better to hear them in Chronological order
cease imril: at least the first 4
Dexter Fong: Cat Yes
Dave: hmmmmm, I heard it wasn't coherent, regardless of drug induction, whata yall think
Elayne: I must confess, I have "Weirdly Cool" on the DVD player and haven't played it yet.
cease imril: they are a quartet more than radio now-bdb-bride are a trilogy
Dexter Fong: Dave : What was incoherent?
Elayne: Dave, it's coherent as long as you have the cultural references. Let us know about stuff you don't get.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn LeRoy inside, makes a note of the time (9:36 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease imril: the firesign reamin true to an inner logic in their work, not necessarily one you are familiar with if you know it not
Dexter Fong: Hi Brian
Dave: I don't know, just heard that it wasn't
Ken: drugs and coherence. what a funny combination!
Dexter Fong: Dave: Can you be less specific
cease imril: find out for yourself, dave
Merlyn LeRoy: hello
Ken: h brian
Elayne: Hey Merlyn, good to see you!
cease imril: have a picture of a store in barcelona called a Video Drugstore
Elayne: Cat, those are my three favorite things! :)
Elayne: Videos, drugs and ,um, storage.
cease imril: merl
Ken: sounds interesting cat. "watch two mel gibson videos and call me in the morning"
cease imril: well, it's that kinda town, el
Merlyn LeRoy: Hey, did anyone notice Phil Austin was on earlier than anyone?
Elayne: They still do siestas and shit, yes Cat?
Dexter Fong: Hi; I'm not a video producer but I do look like one
Merlyn LeRoy: I'll send him the answer to his question
cease imril: aint that always the case
Elayne: Yeah Merlyn, but he left a message for one of two people who still aren't here.
Dexter Fong: Did he ask for me, Huh? Huh? did he?
Merlyn LeRoy: I'm here
Dexter Fong: I *am* his favorite unremembered character
Elayne: He said "Brian or Tom."
Ken: sorry, dave, that name doesn't ring any bells with me
Elayne: He never asks for me either. Doesn't surprise me, nobody ever comes up into the hills.
cease imril: that wouldnt be me
Ken: e: i live in sector "R" here
Dexter Fong: I did once.....took me months to recover
cease imril: hills brothers coffins, the Real ones
Merlyn LeRoy: It would be hard to list all the people not here
Ken: no one from china is here, that's over a billion (with a bee) people right there
Elayne: Heh, but it was worth it Dex. :)
Merlyn LeRoy: Sounds like Phil is going to add to the fireblog soon
Elayne: I gotta climb that stinkin' hill every day.
cease imril: they have bees in china?
Merlyn LeRoy: not a british billion
Dave: hey, I live after kerfume, lol, ok, I thought it was funny
Dexter Fong: E: Musta been fun after or during the storm =))
Ken: cat: they must. i've seen some real honies from there :)
Merlyn LeRoy: bees in my china
cease imril: lol
Dexter Fong: USDA has a ban on importing honey from china...bad chemicals
Ken: i have heard of a tempest in a teapot but always thought that was about an old oldsmobile
Dexter Fong: If KWD were here he could tell us which ones too
Merlyn LeRoy: chemicals sprayed on the hives, or that the bees ingest?
Merlyn LeRoy: "stay away from the brown honey"
Dexter Fong: Ingest Brian
Elayne: Yeah Dex, wore the boots today and might have to tomorrow. They don't shovel at the end of the park very often.
Elayne: Been walking in the service road.
cease imril: C+C+C....Summing, Mother!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:44 PM and late as usual, it's Nancy, just back from Billville."
Dexter Fong: MacGill!!
cease imril: nacy + nancy + nancy
Merlyn LeRoy: susan!
Ken: hi nancy
Nancy: hi
Dave: hey! it's Audry Farber!, er, Mrs. Hayber?
Ken: got it, dave. will shoot you email later then
cease imril: mrs underhill, i presume? what a lovely ring!
Ken: i keep forgetting to change the "send to all" thing
Ken: ring? someone answer the phone
cease imril: all things?
Dave: Bettyjoe Biolofsky, RINGGGGGG goes the organ, from organ Leroy, at his organ
Dexter Fong: Maybe it's Phil looking for me
Ken: the mighty wurlitzer
cease imril: that's more votes than pappon got from all life forms
Merlyn LeRoy: I sent email to the guy who wrote this Flying Karamazov bros. review: http://www.suntimes.com/output/theater/cst-ftr-kara26.html
Ken: did he clip their wings?
cease imril: keep em flying!
Merlyn LeRoy: he wrote "omehow keep alive a wacko and effortlessly biting sensibility that I had feared had died with the old Firesign Theatre. "
Dexter Fong: Ken: He made them wait in the wings...they never got on
Merlyn LeRoy: Told him they weren't dead yet, they were just on NPR
Elayne: And been resurrected with the new? :)
cease imril: died out?
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe I phrased that wrong
cease imril: where's he been?
Ken: at least he didn't clip only their left wings and make a vast right wing conspiracy of it
Dave: brb, be back later
cease imril: a lot of people who should know better have no idea there's been any new firesign material in 20 years
Ken: ok, dave, we will be here or we will be somewhere else
cease imril: by dave
Dexter Fong: Which is it Dave. brb or bbl?
Merlyn LeRoy: or we will be in two places
Merlyn LeRoy: bitp
Dexter Fong: Net split
Merlyn LeRoy: bitpao
Ken: bbl is abbreviation for oil. maybe dave is really one of those ARABS?
Dexter Fong: Ken: That would explain his slowness in responding to the rapid fire humor here
Nancy: oh dear no not an ARAB!
Merlyn LeRoy: an asphalt arab
Ken: stake out the mosques and swat the mosquitoes
Dexter Fong: American Rabbinical Association Brotherhood
Ken: oy vey!
Dexter Fong: Vich vey?
Dave: how do you clear messages
cease imril: anansi, he's a spider
Dexter Fong: Homeland security Dave
cease imril: Anacy, a town in France
Merlyn LeRoy: clear which messages, dave?
Ken: dave: clearing is easy if you're a scientologist. all it takes is money
Dexter Fong: Brian: Think Dave means the private msg board
Dave: brb again
Merlyn LeRoy: oh, to clear the private message bar, pull down the 'send to all' menu and select the blank area
cease imril: everyone hear st. nick danger?
Ken: brian: private messages don't show up anywhere in a log, do they?
Dexter Fong: Hey Really neat brian =)
Merlyn LeRoy: no, private message don't show up
Dexter Fong: Cat: I not only heard it but somehow managed to send it to the Alt.Com.fs board by mistake
cease imril: the url? yeah i saw that
Ken: anyone here related to the guy that just won the big jackpot?
Dexter Fong: Ken: I'm his illegitimate neighbor
Merlyn LeRoy: I'm his new best friend
Ken: i want to be his cousin badly for the money, but when i heard he was donating 10% of it to his church, i distanced myself from that branch of the family
Dexter Fong: Is he a religious dude of some kind?
Dave: back
Ken: must be, dex. you know god loves gamblers
Dexter Fong: That's why he made so many of them?
Ken: there were originally only 5 commandments, but moses said "double or nothing"
cease imril: like what abe lincoln said about poor people
||||||||| klokwkdog waltzes in at 9:57 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Klok!!
Merlyn LeRoy: heh ken
Ken: hi klok
cease imril: a door klocker?
Dave: God loves gamblers? so, what happened to the guy "on a train bound for nowhere?"
klokwkdog: a krok in time saves nine
cease imril: i just heard the october npr shows with st. nick . great stuff
klokwkdog: he checked out, didn't he?
cease imril: a ray kroc in time saves Billions and Billions
Ken: dave, was that the guy that stopped his watch to stop time? i LOVE that story!
klokwkdog: no, that was Kenny Rodgers
cease imril: the palladin of lost hours?
Dexter Fong: and Bret Harte
Ken: i actually saw kenny rogers live once. i'm ashamed to admit it though
klokwkdog: why?
Dexter Fong: Say five Hail Lucille's Ken
Merlyn LeRoy: did he fold 'em?
Ken: i dont like the guy. but my exwife did
cease imril: you killed kenny rogers! you gambling bastard!
Dexter Fong: lol Cat
Ken: lol, cat
klokwkdog: LOL!
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease imril: by el
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 10:00 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Rotonoto plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
Ken: my most ashamedable moment was the michael boltin concert though
Dave: hey, I think we should market a skin cream called, All Along The Blotchtower
Ken: hey, roto!
Rotonoto: Hi all
Dexter Fong: Roto! Like little snowflakes piling up around my doorstep
cease imril: hey, it's rotonoto
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Ken: dave: jimi had good skin, so he could be our spokesperson
Dexter Fong: Getting terrific weather forcast
klokwkdog: you could have "Hendrix" strength and "Dylan" strength
Ken: klok: how much snow did you get?
klokwkdog: enough to make the yard white, but not enough to remind me of Albany...
Ken: which one would michael jackson use? (in other words, what color is that bastard?)
klokwkdog: Michael Jackson is synthetic, Ken
cease imril: what's up, roto?
Ken: for those interested, dave letterman will show pictures of his holiday in kabul tonight
klokwkdog: Like Luther in A Boy and His Dog: "Break out another Luther..."
Dave: you're askin' the wrong guy for the Michael Jackson formula, what about Prince? people tell me he's ugly, or how 'bout Steven Tylor?
klokwkdog: That's interesting; I heard he wasn't in Kabul
Ken: jagger is the ultimate in ugly i think
Ken: well, klok, maybe "xmas in bagram"?
Dexter Fong: Ken: Gotta have a whole separate category for English rockers
klokwkdog: In fact, the whole Jackson family is synthetic, here as forerunners of an Alien Army come to rule us all..."I was lying in a burned-out basement..."
cease imril: bag those rams
Dexter Fong: ...and fuck those youse
Dave: did you have the full moon in your eye?
Ken: a wonderful song, klok, i like it. linda ronstadt's version much better than young's though (imo)
Rotonoto: Sister on phone still bending my ear...
klokwkdog: he only made it to Kuwait or something, then got rained out
Dave: were you thinkin' about what a friend had said?
Dexter Fong: Ken: LR?????yikes
Ken: "when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore"
Dexter Fong: or entropy
Ken: dex: she was helped on that song by dolly parton and that one with the real gray hair i forget her name
klokwkdog: you have something against Alpha Blondie's??
klokwkdog: Emmylou
Dexter Fong: Harris
Dave: actually Ronstats version was ok, but the best is the Natalie Merchant version, get that from someone off the net, better than Youngs
Ken: i like blondie. mr. dithers is my favorite in that strip though
cease imril: i was puzzled by the generally poor quality of pizza in italy
Dexter Fong: Sorry guys...nothing is better than Neil young doing his songs (IMO)
Merlyn LeRoy: you know blondie's maiden name?
Dave: and, yes, I know not how to spell proper names very well, but, you get the idea, either that or the idea will get you, hahahaha
Ken: tnx, klok, dex. you both win the prize
Merlyn LeRoy: pizza is 'murican, cat
klokwkdog: wait until you try the Chi-Chis in Mexico City! It's awful...
Ken: dex: you and i will have to agree to disagree on that subject
cease imril: its ubiquitous in italy, just not very good
Ken: death or chi-chi?
Merlyn LeRoy: "um, I'll pick chi-chi"
cease imril: diet burrka?
Dexter Fong: Chi-Chi? I loved Rose Murphy
Merlyn LeRoy: anyway, Blondie's maiden name was Blondie Boopadoop
klokwkdog: second prize is Neil Young doing his songs twice (e.g. "Rust Never Sleeps"
klokwkdog: )
Ken: how would you know he did it twice--they all sound the same to me
Dexter Fong: Hey Hey My My
klokwkdog: when you have to ask, "Which Side Are You On?"
Merlyn LeRoy: "this side" or "the other side"?
klokwkdog: but we know that there's no success like failure
Dave: didn't you hear that on the other side of the record?
Ken: i suspect we're getting into dangerous territory here with dex being a young partisan
Dexter Fong: ..and an old rebel
klokwkdog: oh, don't bring Hemingway into this, please!
Ken: nancy, you still with us? speak up any time, we don't bite
klokwkdog: reality bites
Merlyn LeRoy: I can do a really good Ernest Hemmingway impression, but I can only do it once
Dexter Fong: surprised reaper hasn't struck
cease imril: at least not the Hemingway Hotel in rome
klokwkdog: speaking of reality (I'm not afraid of it, at least in legal quantities)
Nancy: but i do
Ken: let me bare some skin for you then
Ken: (wicked evil grin!)
klokwkdog: Folks, the end is near. I have seen the Sign, and I don't need any David Koresh to 'splain it 2 me!
Dexter Fong: Ken gets out the Grizzly bear rug
Ken: "no animals were harmed in the filming of this episode"
klokwkdog: Peering at the freezer case as I waited in the checkout line at the local market, I spied "Frosty Paws" on sale in the ice cream section.
Dexter Fong: Mr Foster
Ken: when you thaw them, you have bear claws
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:13 PM and late as usual, it's Prune-Da-Bush, just back from Billville."
Prune-Da-Bush: Howdy
Ken: hi prune, please come here regularly :)
Merlyn LeRoy: any relation to prune danish?
Dexter Fong: Hello P_D_B
cease imril: howdy prune
klokwkdog: Scenario: the grocery store is closing for Christmas Eve. Someone rushes in, grabs some frozen treats and roars through the checkout with only a minute to spare
Dexter Fong: Plum glad to see you
cease imril: wuddya croon?
Ken: reminds me of the old dick tracy guy, pruneface
Prune-Da-Bush: Just a regular guy
klokwkdog: Gets home, opens the bag and it's "Frosty Paws: Frozen confections for dogs"!!
cease imril: regular boynklyn?
Ken: why do all dogs love to put their noses into the snow?
Dexter Fong: Because it's yellow?
klokwkdog: I cracked up, on the spot in the checkout line.
cease imril: this really happened, klok?
klokwkdog: Yes
klokwkdog: They are soy-based frozen treats for dogs. Not cheap, either. But they put them right in with human food.
Ken: those crazy rhode islanders. episode 43, "frosty paws"
klokwkdog: I decided I need to switch to a less-upscale market!
Prune-Da-Bush: and the terrrible news drought continues...The checkout line to reality
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:16 PM, dragging erictravis by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease imril: rhode apple red?
erictravis: Evenin' folks...
Ken: why would anyone in his or her right mind feed soybeans to a dog? it's not like they are health nuts. after all, they will eat cat shit
Dexter Fong: evening erictravis
Ken: hi eric
Prune-Da-Bush: hey, eric
erictravis: At least they didn't bump the Xmas NPR episode
Dexter Fong: Ken: True but you can't put frozen cat shit in the same freezer with human food
Ken: yes, a joy of comprehension
cease imril: unless it's really Good catshit, dex
Merlyn LeRoy: cat, should I remove the "ce" login?
Dexter Fong: Of course er um Cat?
cease imril: hoping this is a trend, eric
cease imril: yes, merl
klokwkdog: http://www.flakmag.com/misc/frostypaws.html (Alpha Blondie is a reggae band...)
Ken: one of my dogs went grazing in the cat box once, burped and i thought he had farted. most horrible smell ever
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy aka 'The Reaper' has killed off ce at 10:18 PM
cease imril: where's the rest of ce?
erictravis: Hoping they found their sense of humor, imril
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
Ken: damn, klok, i was sure you were pulling our collective legs with the frosty paws
Prune-Da-Bush: A cat has more than one handle..?
cease imril: you think maybe they didnt run thanksgiving show cuz they thought it would scare away stations?
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: there is something serious wrong with putting animal food in the same place as human food in a grocery store. seriously wrong
erictravis: imril-might have been the religious overtones...
cease imril: seriously
Rotonoto: OK, I'm back- you can all breathe easier now...
Prune-Da-Bush: Dave's not here, nite Dave
erictravis: Pretty damned funny, though
cease imril: ah
klokwkdog: the indians might have demanded equal time (or to turn NPR headquarters into a casino -- not that it's not already a mighty money machine...)
Ken: dave, i never stopped breathing easily even when you weren't here ;)
Rotonoto: so what have I missed? has the universe ended yet?
klokwkdog: i hope to breathe easily for some time to come...
Ken: yes, but we were exempted
cease imril: you hear last nights npr show, roto?
erictravis: Eating an indian's heart might not be something Jesus would have done
Rotonoto: regretfully, no
klokwkdog: Roto -- it's scheduled, but I don't have the listing handy
klokwkdog: yeah, what's the bird's-eye lowdown on the Nick Dan-ger rehash of Nash?
erictravis: The Xmas show is, of course, archived at NPR
Rotonoto: so what is the FST up to this time?
Prune-Da-Bush: Missed it myself, but got a transcript of St. Nick Danger
klokwkdog: no good, as always!
||||||||| cat enters at 10:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Merlyn LeRoy: realaudio of St. nick Danger is on NPR's web site
cat: im listening to it now
klokwkdog: or, as they might tell us, 5 minutes and 27 seconds of air time
cat: that's why i lost my nick
Rotonoto: who let the cat in?
Merlyn LeRoy: go to http://www.npr.org/programs/atc/features/2002/aug/firesign/index.html
Rotonoto o)
klokwkdog: Schrodinger
cat: i let myself in
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy aka 'The Reaper' has killed off cease imril at 10:24 PM
Ken: good old ernest....
klokwkdog: what if I don't want to?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bunnyboy close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:24 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
erictravis: has everyone caught Bergman's "Bushmas" at http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/bergman/bushmas.html
Bunnyboy: aha!
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Ken: life consists of doing many things we don't want to do
cat: hey, its bunny
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
cat: the tinniest of bunnys, er, mice
Prune-Da-Bush: What's up, Bun??
Ken: hi bun
Rotonoto: a reindeer named Lap Dancer?
cat: so does Look, ken, and Reader's Digest
Bunnyboy: WE LOVE NICK!
cat: it was a peaceful life, now that i've reformed
Bunnyboy: Mice are rodents, rabbits are lagomorphs.
Ken: but does nick love us?
Merlyn LeRoy: night of the lepus
cat: i was surviling, but in kind of a poetic way
erictravis: Yu've reformed into a lagomorph?
Dexter Fong: Thought lagomorph was what happened to your game char with a slow connection
Bunnyboy: (sings, channelling Rococo) Life is what happens when you're busy hatching other scams... NYAH! Hahahahhahahha!
Ken: speaking of games, anyone here ever play "cranium"?
cat: beautiful writing, but only fit for mice and small children
Merlyn LeRoy: what's it like, ken
Bunnyboy: Ken: CRANIUM, yes, swell game.
Dexter Fong: Like when you knock on your skull with your mouth open to amke sounds?
Ken: bun: you should see me trying to whistle "nights in white satin" after many glasses of wine :)
Bunnyboy: Merlyn: It's got CLAY!
klokwkdog: those evil-natured robots -- they're programmed to destroy us
cat: cassius?
Ken: like trivial pursiut on acid
Bunnyboy: It's got elements of Charades, Pictionary, Jumble, Etc.
cat: travis in pursuit?
Ken: i can ace the orange and yellow categories, hated the green and blues
klokwkdog: yeah, randy is moving up the charts
erictravis: how trivial
klokwkdog: I'll take the green and blues for $400, Alex
Bunnyboy: A good friend doomed me: He got me a Marvel Heroclix Starter Set. Agony, agony...
cat: has anyone ever come here after listening to an npr piece?
cat: maybe someone is right now?
erictravis: piece on you, compadre
Bunnyboy: cat: Funny you should mention it - I just did. And have, in the past.
klokwkdog: you mean like the one on recovering alcoholics?
Ken: i've listened to npr DURING the chat before, but they are usually playing jazz at this time of the night
Merlyn LeRoy: yes, but how long after cat?
Bunnyboy: RIP Susan Marx.
Dexter Fong: Holleywood squares this week has Dynamic Duos: Penn and Teller; the Smother's Borthers; Tim Conway and Harvey Corman; Burt Renolds and Dom DeLouise; Martin Mull and Fred Willard -- very funny shows
klokwkdog: there is no recycling bin for them
Merlyn LeRoy: susan marx die?
cat: i mean first being made aware of this chat and joining it after hearing one of the firesign nprs pieces, obviously Recently
Bunnyboy: Merl: yas. 93 years old.
Ken: cat: not that i remember, but then, my memory is fading even as we speak
Merlyn LeRoy: harpo's wife, I think
Bunnyboy: Burt Ward is bigger (fatter) than Jerry Mathers!
erictravis: Who's Susan Marx?
cat: i jsut heard the october shows. i wondered if anyone wandered in here after any of them
erictravis: Oh, THAT Marx
Bunnyboy: Correct. Harpo's widow.
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Indeed he is
Merlyn LeRoy: cranium info at http://www.playcranium.com/cranium_games/cranium/index.htm
Ken: so the robin has been getting a lot of worms lately....
Bunnyboy: Heroclix crap at www.heroclix.com
Bunnyboy: Every time Burt Ward pounds his fist into his palm, an angel gives him a donut.
Dexter Fong: Holy Pastries Batman
erictravis: Anyone heard anything about a possible new album? Seems like there's lots of material to work from these days.
Ken: nice quote on the cranium page: "actual brains not included"
Merlyn LeRoy: wow, looks like google's main search engine grabs their news feed; susan marx's obit is already in the main search
Rotonoto: to hear the FST pieces on npr- which type player do I need- Real?
cat: new firesign album?
Merlyn LeRoy: Phil Austin wants to create one online on the web site
Ken: roto: surreal
erictravis: Yeah, Real Player (free)
Bunnyboy: Roto: Real is correct.
Merlyn LeRoy: yes, realaudio/realplayer roto
klokwkdog: the voters have given the Nazis an extra-long piece of rope, and they seem to be paying out pretty much all they can
erictravis: Just woundering about rumors of a new one. Haven't heard anything.
Rotonoto: OK will do it from my other computer later- this one does not have the frills
cat: what about compiliations from the xm shows, bf?
Rotonoto: VG ken :o)
cat: i thought those were in the works
cat: you may well be Worker
Merlyn LeRoy: don't know cat, but probably
Rotonoto: I should have known- they are dedicated surrealists!
Merlyn LeRoy: I've heard nothing "official"
klokwkdog: all we hear is: Radio Dada
Bunnyboy: but gum is also in the works. Same O same O...
erictravis: Austin mentioned that they were planning on putting out a some sort of compilation including the NPR series.
cat: there is a vast amount of firesign stuff out there now
klokwkdog: an ocean of humor to fill your home entertainment centre...
Ken: some is vast, some is half-vast
cat: the more they can make money from, the better
Bunnyboy: I'm actually gonna have to web-order J-MEN. Ah, poo...
Merlyn LeRoy: gummo, BB?
klokwkdog: two years before the vast
Prune-Da-Bush: Anymore stuff for laugh.com..?
cat: i'll have to get that too
Bunnyboy: Xists Marx the spot
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dave', just granted probation at 10:38 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
klokwkdog: quoth the raven: anymore
erictravis: Good point, there are some new releases and re-releases.
cat: you ever hear 2 years before the whale, or Mobius Bud, klok?
Prune-Da-Bush: RollieMaidens or Time Flies..?
Ken: wb, dave
Bunnyboy: Waitin' on TV OR NOT TV. Hurry down, Doomsday!
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe, prune; laugh.com was talking about doing a re-release a month for a while...
erictravis: Time Flys is excellent
Ken: bun: my fav of the non-4 or 5 releases
cat: how are sales?
Dexter Fong: Make mine RollerMaidens
klokwkdog: no, I'm still working on seeing Moby Dick Rehearsed, Cat
Dave: my fucking brother kicked me off, bastard, oh well, I missed a lot, sorry
cat: this is one of the original firesign plays. i'd love to see them issued
Ken: or the japanese version, "moby dick rehashed"
Ken: dave: kick his ass. he probably deserves it for more than just that action
cat: only mushroom shows released are on lodestone, the original hemlock stones and exorcism in your daily life
Dexter Fong: Thought Japanese version was Moby Dick Extinct
Bunnyboy: Dave: Is that opposed to your brother who's been...erhm..."fixed"?
klokwkdog: I think you mean 37 Views of Moby Dick, Ken
cat: lol, bun
Dave: I'll fix 'im, lol
Bunnyboy: Form follows form.
cat: whatever happend to lodestone? where is mr. lode when we need him?
Ken: ontogeny begets phylogeny
erictravis: Truth is stranger than fiction
klokwkdog: eBay has a great auction on gelding pliers, only 2 hours left
Bunnyboy: Got Bunnette BACK IN THE USA, Sir Paul's latest tour DVD. It cooks!
Ken: "the pliers with no balls!"
erictravis: Pass that Dwarf
Merlyn LeRoy: kwd, call me when they have a chicken raper
Dave: zzzzzzzzzzap!
klokwkdog: it beats the Haeckel out of true science, eh, Ken
Ken: eh? you've been talking to too many canadians, klok.....
Bunnyboy: I needs must feed. Nite, yez.
klokwkdog: nite BB
Ken: later, bun
cat: by bun
Dexter Fong: Cyah Bun
Dave: bring on the carots!
Merlyn LeRoy: bye bb
Prune-Da-Bush: Munch-down, Bun
klokwkdog: klok will now get a beer (next, the Life of Shatner, abridged, or The Life of Riley, unabridged)
||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes off, saying "10:44 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cat: had an apple beer the other day. new product. amazing
Merlyn LeRoy: naw, beer is old news
Dave: hey Nancy, you still alive? or do we need to give you some popcorn shrimp
Merlyn LeRoy: now, HELIUM beer would be lighter and less filling
erictravis: made with patented genetic suppliment, I assume?
cat: made from apples? first time i've ever seen it, merl
Ken: it gives me gas, brian
klokwkdog: kwd is sticking with ol' familiar Negra Modelo, er, Oil Beer
cat: i live on apple cidre, have had apple wine and calvados, but apple beer? a new idea
Dave: squeeze 'im right there...
Ken: did johnny appleseed ever get into canada?
erictravis: They make it from their own sheep
Merlyn LeRoy: was it alcoholic beer, or non?
Dave: eh? where dem apples, eh?
Rotonoto: his papers were not in order
Dexter Fong: oui
Merlyn LeRoy: There's http://www.applebeer.com/
Ken: rumour (notice the canadian spelling) has it that he avoided the draft in 1812 by fleeing to canada
cat: the apple beer is from a quebec brewery specializing in exotic, belgiian sort of beers, somewhat more alcohol than normal and do not taste like "beer" at all
klokwkdog: You know, I was at the Spectra-Gases site looking at Helium-3 the other day after hitting it on the way to Neon-23 and noticed that they sell Fluorine. I wonder what they put it in?
Rotonoto: but returned when he found it too drafty in winter...
cat: i'll be damned
Dexter Fong: KWD: LOL
cat: no, this product is called, uh, i forget. something in french
cat: i'd like to try That apple beer too
cat: Ephemeral or something
Merlyn LeRoy: it might be listed in http://members.attcanada.ca/~jdoakes/pq.html
Ken: i've never done anything in french, but that half-korean i knew......
cat: you cant avoid the draft in canada
Rotonoto: Apple Orb Ephemeris
cat: t's always windy here
Merlyn LeRoy: �ph�m�re (Hiver 2001) **1/2 is light, hazy, appley with a snappy finish and a lot of yeast character.
Dave: kkkkk
cat: that's it
Dexter Fong: Gotta love a snappy finish
cat: and it's only available for limited time. last was cranberry which i never saw. next i think is peach
klokwkdog: Yeah, I remember in school, pictures of those Alberta Clippers sailing across the Prarie
Rotonoto: with the minty finish of fine mouthwash?
Ken: yeast. breakfast of champeens
cat: that's it, roto
Dave: clip
erictravis: made with apples from Northern Indiana
cat: i knew it was aquamarine for a reason
Ken: i thought it was the los angeles clippers
klokwkdog: most Finns don't even like mint; hate the term
Prune-Da-Bush: All you have to fear is beer!
Merlyn LeRoy: and yeast infections
Dexter Fong: Fear Beer is Here!
Prune-Da-Bush: when opening the wrong end
erictravis: That's why we're yellow!
klokwkdog: that's why we're in Peril
Dexter Fong: Ken: Why do dogs like to stick their noses in the snow?
klokwkdog: Gosh, do you think Heinlein would mind if I wrote an S-F story along that line?
erictravis: Peril Harbor...wasn't W.C. Fields in that one?
Dave: one particular harbor?
cat: I was quaffing a brew and grazing on brie meatballs in Bree on day, and the strangest thing happened
Ken: dex: is there a tape delay in operation here? :)
Merlyn LeRoy: I don't think he'd mind, he's dead
cat: he tried, eric, but he was too drunk
klokwkdog: nah, John Wayne, Eric -- that's how he avoided the dratt
klokwkdog: draft
Dexter Fong: Ken: Tape? we're 110% digital now
cat: Godfrey Jack Daniels
Merlyn LeRoy: he bribed the draft board with a nose full of nickels
erictravis: dratt those drafts...
Ken: extra 1's and 0's in every box!
klokwkdog: Stephen Foster Kane
Dexter Fong: ...when you're in the mood to oversample
cat: and Abe L.
Ken: remember this classic? "way down upon the whiskey ribber..."
Dave: kane was able to hit him over the head
klokwkdog: ...don't forget to overload all your operators, too
Dexter Fong: to get his attention
Ken: willie nelson actually has a brand of bourbon now called "old whiskey river"
erictravis: When I come to this country, I have only one shoe...
klokwkdog: Camptown ladies never sang all the livelong day!
cat: really, mrs hubbard?
erictravis: Willie's a TKD black belt now. Anything's possible.
klokwkdog: ...and if we were made of cellophane, we'd all get stinkin' drunk much faster
erictravis: Or kodachrome...
Ken: if we were made of cellophane, we would imitate mucklucks by the fire
Dave: anyone ever seen the movie UHF, got it fer Xmas, wondering if it's worth opening
Ken: paul simon honored at the kennedy center this friday night on cbs
Dave: and no, I don't believe in flying saucers either
Dexter Fong: poor Art
cat: i think i saw it, dave.
Prune-Da-Bush: I don't believe in fyling saucers
Ken: sorry, dave, not much of a movie person here. i did have 2 separate friends recommend "dogma" to me last week, anyone got any views on that one for me?
klokwkdog: yes, Dex, his could never match Paul's
cat: i saw dogma, ken. thought it was rather lame. waste of talent
klokwkdog: I've been avoiding seeing Alanis Morrisette as anything but a singer. She may be God to a few teens, but...
Merlyn LeRoy: Kevin smith can't direct
Dave: too much swearing in Dogma
cat: i want to see bowling for columbine, but highly annoyed at moore'ssoporific Canadian Bacon
Merlyn LeRoy: his writing can be ok
Ken: ok, that's 3 thumbs down
Ken: make that 4
klokwkdog: One Night at McCool's was good shaggy dog story, Ken, if you remember The Village People
Dave: I wanna see Half Baked, still haven't seen that one
erictravis: o revior, mes amis
Ken: do i remember the village people? come on, let's all sing Y M C A!
Merlyn LeRoy: we're all thumbs
klokwkdog: nite, ET
Dexter Fong: Night et
Prune-Da-Bush: Alanis Morrisette..?, sound like a sanitary napkin..
Merlyn LeRoy: I thought eric was opening up a dam
Dexter Fong: lol Prune
cat: by eric
klokwkdog: Then you'll get it, Ken.
Ken: sonny bono nachos, eric
klokwkdog: lots of fun; I laughed pretty hard
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nancy - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cat: but was she ever reallly here at all?
Ken: poor nancy
Dexter Fong: Man she hung in there a *long* time
Dave: oops, I killed another one, damn bow
Ken: she was here, she threatened to bite me earlier.
klokwkdog: it's one of those foreign acts our radio stations are forced to play periodically, Prune, like Alpha Blondie, to show that we're "diverse"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cat: Tell me it ain't so, William
Dexter Fong: Ken: More like you offered to let her =))
klokwkdog: another Thursday Night, another Broken Arrow
Ken: dex: you can't win 'em all.... alas
Dexter Fong: Incisive Ken
cat: geat springfield song
Dexter Fong: Great group Cat
Ken: incisive AND almost bicuspidly too
cat: ken, but you can win Some of them
klokwkdog: London is burning...but I live by the River!
Dexter Fong: Ken: Important thing is to get into the playoffs
Merlyn LeRoy: I live by the sword
cat: you wanna call that a lving?
klokwkdog: you can't win, you can't break even, and you can't get out of the game
Dave: hey, did FST do the Xmas show?
Dexter Fong: Sounds like my trip to Vegas
Dave: or did they fuck that one over too
Ken: well, ladies and germs, i didn't do a nap today, so i'm off to bed. will return to life as we know it tomorrow morning. g'nite all
Merlyn LeRoy: nite ken
klokwkdog: a time-honored plot used in Rollerball and Gladiator
Dexter Fong: Night Kend^
klokwkdog: nite Ken
Merlyn LeRoy: yes dave, it's on NPR's web site now, too
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:04 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Ken by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Prune-Da-Bush: Nite kend
Dexter Fong: Prune: You've been here before or perhpas IRC, yes
cat: hello?
Dexter Fong: ?
klokwkdog: I got an idea! Let's invite over a bunch of immigrants and make cars!
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 11:05 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and CSimril plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
Prune-Da-Bush: I read the logs regularly, Dex
klokwkdog: It's the only way to keep our birthrate up.
CSimril: not suvs?
Dave: too late
CSimril: i keep replacing myself, as others actually leave
klokwkdog: we call them Urban Assault Vehicles in the US now, Cat.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Suffering from Multiple Identity tonight?
Merlyn LeRoy: what's up, cat?
Prune-Da-Bush: Cat with many lives..?
CSimril: damned if i know. try and go somewhere else, and cant get back here except as new id
klokwkdog: he's our Multiple Identity Poster Child! he's our Multiple Identity Poster Child!
Dexter Fong: Hello Boys....hello boys
Merlyn LeRoy: cat, if you still have the same IP address, you can just log in over yourself.
Dave: what? what?
klokwkdog: submitted for your inspection...
CSimril: 2003 will mark my 18th year owning a computer and they still befuddle me
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy aka 'The Reaper' has killed off cat at 11:07 PM
klokwkdog: yeah, Cat, use "Doppelganger" and see what happens
klokwkdog: yeah, Cat, use "Doppelganger" and see what happens
CSimril: all those keys leading to all those strange directtions!
Merlyn LeRoy: computers befuddle elmers, too
Dexter Fong: It's the gluons
Dave: did I miss the answer to my question about the xmas show? I miss a lot
CSimril: elmers are just naturally fuddled
Prune-Da-Bush: How do those Canadians do that ..?
Dave: where's the anykey?
CSimril: all the good righters moved to la. nothing but lefters left
Dexter Fong: Dave: It's up on the NPR site
Merlyn LeRoy: dave, there was a xmas eve NPR show
klokwkdog: hit the Aegis M site last night - they had 38 Amp inductors, 0.2" high and �" square for AMD Hammers already. First Frosty Paws in the freezer case, now laptops that'll be lap-burners. The end is near, 4 sure.
Dave: the SOB's didn't cancel it?
Dave: REJOYCE!
Dexter Fong: James?
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| erictravis - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: no, it was all in Swiss - that way, they didn't offend nobody
CSimril: eric is dead?
klokwkdog: Weigh oh way - silly to be flowin' but I no canna stay!
Dexter Fong: Didn't offend *nobody*...going street on us KWD?
Dave: eric the fish?
Prune-Da-Bush: eric was only half-a-bee
Merlyn LeRoy: eric the half-a-bee
klokwkdog: sorry Mr. Tweedly...
CSimril: Eric the Dead, discovery of Redland
Dave: lah dah dah, fiddle dee dee, eric the half o' bea!
klokwkdog: (Dex - the Swiss thing was a Running Motif in the season that Stan Freburg had a radio show in 1957)
Dexter Fong: Klok: Comment was on the unusual -for you- grammar
CSimril: the swiss dont take offence. they take all your pence, euros, yen and dollars
klokwkdog: i resemble that, Dex
klokwkdog: the actual quotes are:
Dave: and they're supposed to be nutral, but, secretly, they're hiding secret messages in their chocolate
klokwkdog: Peggy Taylor: " 'Pedro' - is he Mexican?"
Dexter Fong: and in their clocks
CSimril: Nutral, not neutral. Makes all the difference for U and me
klokwkdog: Pedro: "No, Seniorita, Sweess. Thees way we don' offend nobody."
Dave: tick, tock (we want to be part of nato)... tick, tock, tick, BBING, BING...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Thanks for the context...e'splains everting
klokwkdog: "The only problem with Switzerland is that it's full of Swiss." -- Lauren Hutton
Prune-Da-Bush: I'll take a swiss by the stream, pee with a lisp...
Dexter Fong: I like it Prune...don't understand it, but I like it
Dave: someone stole my sanity, oh....... wait, I did, never mind then, hmmm, where did I put it?
klokwkdog: I haven't been there, but supposedly it's very pretty, very clean, and very orderly, very boring, and very, very esspensiv...
Dave: ah yes, on the side table
klokwkdog: a mind is a terrible thing to lose
Dexter Fong: so is a mine
klokwkdog: although in Iraq, you want to lose your Minders
Dave: and then you step on it, both your mind and the mine, both go byebye
klokwkdog: but you will meet again, bye and bye
Dexter Fong: Time to move along here...Happy New Year to you all
klokwkdog: you go the high road and I'll go the low road...
Prune-Da-Bush: LAter Dex
Dave: theoretically, yes, unless you decided to leave your mind behind
klokwkdog: same to ya, Dex
CSimril: By Dex
||||||||| Dexter Fong runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dexter Fong?! It's 11:19 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
klokwkdog: methinks "brandishing a shotgun" would be a better line, Merlyn
klokwkdog: thanks for finally fixing the clock!
Dave: yeah thanks, hope it stays there
CSimril: you would appreciate that
Merlyn LeRoy: that's the server's job (the clock fix)
Merlyn LeRoy: it's still gaining about a minute a week
Dave: hey, hate to cut it short but, I've gotta take out the garbage, might come on again but doubt it, thanks for making my day better yall, seeya
Merlyn LeRoy: see ya dave
CSimril: happy garbage, dave
klokwkdog: Hey Cat, I'm reading Possession (well, listening on tape) and it's not half bad
klokwkdog: nite Dave
Prune-Da-Bush: Can it serve fish-n-chips, too??
CSimril: good for you, klok
Prune-Da-Bush: Bye, Dave
Dave: just remember, "life is like a sewer, what you get out of it depends on what you put in to it" Tom Lehrer, bye yall
klokwkdog: well, it beats ratty FM while walking - none of the stations I prefer are very strong.
CSimril: these beats were meant for walking?
klokwkdog: ...didn't do too much talking...
CSimril: kerouac, burroughs, ginzberg?
klokwkdog: ah, too wordy, too wordy
CSimril: i saw the best minds of my generation
klokwkdog: the best minds of some other generation...
CSimril: ugly things, minds. not beautiful At All
klokwkdog: i didn't relate at all; read Dharma Bums at 17, made no sense to my provincial, innocent soul
Prune-Da-Bush: and Franklin Phart's Marching Band, where diid they go..?
CSimril: aha
klokwkdog: they had that gig with Bonzo, didn't they?
CSimril: Freewheeling Franklin?
klokwkdog: They played Phred's Drugs parking lot in Warwick once upon a time
CSimril: Fabulous, Absolutely
Prune-Da-Bush: Um-pa beat , to the tapping of the toes
klokwkdog: That's Poindexter -- pay him no mind
CSimril: papa um pa pa?
klokwkdog: It's no use, he's tapping the lines, too
CSimril: padme Ohm pa pa
Prune-Da-Bush: It wa twenty years ago today, they pharted their way to play...
klokwkdog: yeah, he beat out Papa John for the blackened catfish prize
CSimril: Dexter, he gone now
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Prune-Da-Bush: but not forgotten
CSimril: dave has never heard Electrician? boy is he in for a treat
Merlyn LeRoy: the ranks are thinning (and so is ricky ricardo)
klokwkdog: Jennifer Saunders has gotten too big to fit on a set now, hasn't she?
CSimril: rotonnoto?
Merlyn LeRoy: she needs some thinnin?
klokwkdog: yes, i got into the Thinner early on and am pretty much gone now, like Frodo in Book 2
CSimril: i must see that flick next week
klokwkdog: i decided to hit it early and get a print mostly un-scratched
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, it might not last in theatres...
CSimril: it didnt scream?
klokwkdog: also, the kids were still in school last Thursday
klokwkdog: Charlie Rose interview was ROFL
CSimril: F and I saw #rd Kind Encounters at a matinee in LA when it came out. worst screaming i heard since seeing hard day's night when it came out
klokwkdog: "I don't think they'll complain about 5% of a billion dollars..."
CSimril: 5%? i thought they spent about a quarter billion on the flilcks
klokwkdog: I had great experience watching the first Star Wars in a big theater in Chapel Hill when it opened there. The audience was fantastic
klokwkdog: Um, they made about a billion on #1, I think, Cat.
CSimril: and more to come
klokwkdog: #2 hit $100M by last Sunday nite
klokwkdog: I'm sorry, not "made", grossed.
klokwkdog: Jackson said #3 is gonna blow our socks off
CSimril: i'll see it soon enought, klok. will have enough to say about whether ir wa worth it
Merlyn LeRoy: ? but hobbits don't wear socks
CSimril: i think i'm phasing off into Orcspeak
CSimril: Does Spock where smocks?
klokwkdog: http://www.greencine.com/article?action=view&articleID=62&pageID=104&
klokwkdog: wear
CSimril: where's on third
Prune-Da-Bush: Next exciting adventure...The chord of strings,.....The Tower of Two Tits
klokwkdog: #2 very dark, very emotional, very off from the book
klokwkdog: Cat's Cradle?
CSimril: first there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is
Prune-Da-Bush: done in a van??
klokwkdog: OK, I did my Long March late today to avoid the vicious winds and am myself quite beat. C U all next week, Donovan & all.
CSimril: by klok
klokwkdog: Oh, the water
CSimril: van morrison
Merlyn LeRoy: bye kwd
CSimril: stoned me to my soul
Prune-Da-Bush: LAter, klok
CSimril: guess doc and pa are not bound for this chat
Merlyn LeRoy: doesn't look like it tonight
CSimril: tiis the season to be busy
CSimril: you and your family have a happy holiday, bf?
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, not much happening, though
CSimril: sometimes happiness is the absence of happenings
Merlyn LeRoy: yep
CSimril: may you live in interesting times, etc
CSimril: did you see magoo's xmas carol?
Merlyn LeRoy: not this year, but I've seen it lots of times
CSimril: first time i'd seen it in decades
Merlyn LeRoy: a pretty good adaptation, really
CSimril: very moving. i recall how moving it was right after the cuban missile crisis
CSimril: scrooge vs death was alarmingly comparable to everybody vs death a few weeks before
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| klokwkdog - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
CSimril: but klok, you've been dead for a Long Time already
Merlyn LeRoy: I suppose so. Playing beat the reaper
CSimril: we got the ultimate scrooge with alistair sim right after it on cbc, but colourized.
CSimril: sim looked like an extra from lo rings, with his bright green suit
Merlyn LeRoy: blah, better in B&W
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dave into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:51 PM, then departs.
Dave: back, thought I'd come back, god, I hate garbage
CSimril: colour is obscene
CSimril: and garbage feels the same way, dave
Dave: too bad we've got too much
Dave: I should be in that can as well,
Prune-Da-Bush: The World According to Garbage....as told by Dave
Dave: not many of us, eh?
Dave: it sucks
Dave: or rather, stinks
CSimril: we come, we go
Prune-Da-Bush: The surreal ones you can't count...could be many
Dave: we conqur
Dave: hold on, getting a message from a voice, name's Joan I think
CSimril: d'arc
Prune-Da-Bush: Joan give me a loan,midevil shark
Dave: hey, how's the Weirdly cool DVD? don't know anything about it, other than I don't have the money to get it right now
CSimril: when you get the funds, it will be worth the wait
Merlyn LeRoy: It's pretty good, a mix of new & old bits done live on stage with an audience
Dave: think it'd be useful to me, being blind and all, is it visual or anything?
CSimril: no, you really dont much the visual
CSimril: they are very true to their audio roots, even though its a tv show
Merlyn LeRoy: they're just doing it on stage with props
Prune-Da-Bush: FST = The Theatre of the Mind
CSimril: actually it might be better with no picture
CSimril: ive always felt that seeing them live. i've alays thought they were better on radio
Dave: was that the one you were editing about a month ago Brian? when I talked to you that evening?
Merlyn LeRoy: no, that's bits from their XM radio show
Dave: oh
Merlyn LeRoy: We filmed it with video cameras and I put together the nick danger and mark time parts
Merlyn LeRoy: I don't know if it will be a commercial product or not
CSimril: one of the folks who shows up now and again on this chat is their tv producer
CSimril: dont recall his nick
||||||||| 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..
Merlyn LeRoy: you mean john rice?
CSimril: they guy who caused weirdly cool to come into being
CSimril: thats it
Dave: hey, where's Erny?
CSimril: i noticed he showed up on this chat when i was in europe
Dave: sorry, just noticed he wasn't here
CSimril: i didnt read the logs closely over there, just looked for mention of my name
CSimril: and austin of course
CSimril: how bizarre, i'm here every week for 7 years, go away and suddenly austin, ossman and then bergman shows up
CSimril: austin actuallly hangs out
Dave: oh yeah, anyone know how David is doing, didn't he have an angioplasty awhile back?
Merlyn LeRoy: He seems to be a lot better
Dave: cool, glad to hear that
CSimril: i spoke to him when we got back. he sounds like he really needs a break from firesign
Dave: any reason why the NPR execs didn't bag the xmas eve show? anyone know, just curious
Merlyn LeRoy: I think it's just "pass the indian please" that they didn't like/understand
CSimril: the lads have long careerns with npr, particularly ossman
Dave: I still think that was one of their more understandable pieces, i love it
CSimril: though not exactly always harmonius
Dave: hey, who did the voice of Mrs. Yamamoto, sorry I spelled that wrong
CSimril: merl, when you consider that pass the indian is 35 years old, you would have thougth some one in the npr pol;icy maknig dept would have heard it and known thats where the fst were coming from, back when lbj was president
Dave: sorry I'm asking so many questions
CSimril: that s much better than supplying too many answers, dave
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, but the suits don't know what's going on
CSimril: but the suits hired firesign in distant eras, did they not?
CSimril: or these are different suits?
Dave: hmmmm, to buy Electrition or not to buy, still don't know
CSimril: if it's electrician or food, than take the food. if you can afford Electrician, go for it
CSimril: death, or cake?
Merlyn LeRoy: firesign mostly gets hired by 1 or 2 people who know what's going on, behind the suits' backs
Dave: hey, I'm gonna go, sorry, don't want to but people are yelling at me, bye, thanks for another great night
Prune-Da-Bush: Later, Dave...yell back
Merlyn LeRoy: hokay
CSimril: best of luck, dave
Prune-Da-Bush: I hear the calling of Black Cross volunteers,,... Good nite All and Good New Year!!
||||||||| "Hey Prune-Da-Bush!" ... Prune-Da-Bush turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:17 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Merlyn LeRoy: bye prune
CSimril: off we go
Merlyn LeRoy: yep, looks about time to break up
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn LeRoy: see you next week/year
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy departs at 12:22 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Rotonoto: I see I'm back just in time for the end of the universe
Rotonoto: 42...
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| CSimril - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "12:30 AM and late as usual, it's hello?, just back from Billville."
hello?: dang, looks like i just missed all the exposition
||||||||| hello? departs at 12:31 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| doctec enters at 12:31 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
doctec: there, that's better
Rotonoto: better than?...
doctec: ...than my handle being "hello?"
doctec: loooooong day today, only just got a chance to get on the PC
doctec: just now
Rotonoto: I would have recognized you anyway from the accent and the funny hat...
doctec: riiiiight...
doctec: so who all showed up this evening? (too lazy to read the log)
Rotonoto: oh gosh, tom- I wuz so sarn distracted all nite I wuz hardly in here...
Rotonoto: cat, ken, brian
Rotonoto: bunney boy
doctec: i figured the day after x-mas would be kinda quiet
Rotonoto: dexter- heck, there was a whole nest of 'em! :o)
Rotonoto: naw
doctec: yeah, just poked through the log - most of the regulars were here
doctec: wish i coulda made it but my day was booked in advance, couldn't arrange to do chat tonight
Rotonoto: so they still woikin' you to death at woik?
doctec: i won't keep you, i'm really tired (and a bit well oiled, if ya know what i mean)
doctec: i have all but one day off between x-mas and noo years
doctec: otherewise yeah, things are pretty hectic - some big changes afoot
Rotonoto: ah, progress! later guy,,,
doctec: glad i caught up with ya before the end of chat
doctec: have a great rest-of-the-holiday
Rotonoto: enjoy the rare off time
doctec: i'll be here next thursday without fail
doctec: thanks i will! nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzz..............................
||||||||| "Hey doctec!" ... doctec turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:38 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Rotonoto: nite
Rotonoto: leaps into the hole that some people says goes directly to the center of the earth...
Rotonoto: "I'm a newsman- I gotta find out- Reeeebussssss...."
||||||||| Rotonoto runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Rotonoto?! It's 12:57 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:31 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please log off for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Phil Austin
Bunnyboy
cat
ce
cease imril
CSimril
Dave
Dexter Fong
doctec
Elayne
erictravis
hello?
Ken
klokwkdog
Merlyn LeRoy
Nancy
Prune-Da-Bush
Rotonoto

URL References:
http://members.attcanada.ca/~jdoakes/pq.html
http://www.applebeer.com/
http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/bergman/bushmas.html
http://www.flakmag.com/misc/frostypaws.html
http://www.greencine.com/article?action=view&articleID=62&pageID=104&
www.heroclix.com
http://www.npr.org/programs/atc/features/2002/aug/firesign/index.html
http://www.playcranium.com/cranium_games/cranium/index.htm
http://www.suntimes.com/output/theater/cst-ftr-kara26.html

Rogue's Gallery:

PP and Cat(cease)	Bunnyboy	klokwkdog	kend^
FreqMan	Merlyn LeRoy	DocTech	LiliLamont
Rotonoto	LeatherG & SO	Nin0	Tonk
And, "The Home Team"	Peggy Blisswhips	Audrey Farber	Tiny Dr. Tim Rest In Peace, Dear Friend