Weekly Firesign Chat Log

A Firesign Chat
01/09/2003

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for January 09, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dave', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 09, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 9:01 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and doctec plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
doctec: jello
Dave enters sullenly with the black dog, then slumps against the wall, the black dog at his side
||||||||| Dexter Fong waltzes in at 9:02 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
doctec: are we in a slump?
Dave: mmmmmm, jello
doctec: hey dex
doctec: you can put that door knocker down now
Dexter Fong: Straighten up and fly light soldier
doctec: some loco weed will help
Dexter Fong: Howdy Doc and Dave
Dave: too down
Dave: but, that's why I'm here
doctec: bummer dude - been there done that
Dexter Fong: Dave: You can never get too down
Dexter Fong: ...or Jiggy
Dave: pero soy loco todavia
Dexter Fong: for that matter
doctec: the mid and late 90s seemed to made up of a long string of 'em
doctec: had to work hard to find the positive aspects in the day to day living
Dexter Fong: ...and it don't look real good for the immediate future either Doc
doctec: the future is - hazy at best
doctec: bought chinese dinner tonight, my fortune says: "You are soon going to change your present line of work"
Dexter Fong: with light to moderate depressions
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:05 PM, dragging klokwkdog by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: Doc: was it opn the money?
Dexter Fong: Hey Klok
klokwkdog: howdy dex, dt, dave
doctec: opn the money ... ?
klokwkdog: has the war started yet?
Dave: I'm gonna start a fortune cookie business, my fortunes are gonna say something like, "there is metimusal contained in this cookie, relief will come to you"
Dexter Fong: Klok: re last weeks conversation: I believe it's car crashes and train wrecks
klokwkdog: har
Dave: I'm sorry I'm slow, I'm a slow typer and I only refresh when I've finished typing, so, sorry if things are a little off-topic when they come through
klokwkdog: WKBW always had "wrecks"
Dexter Fong: must be a Polish thing
doctec: dave: my favorite fortune cookie fortune: "You will be hungry in one hour"
doctec: my 2nd fave: "Inspected by number 19"
Dave: war? just wait, I'm gonna be an aircraft pilot, watch for me
doctec: here at the powerhose church of the presumptuous assumption...
klokwkdog: "Mr. Alvin Mintzner, whose burgandy Chevrolet allegedly caused the wreck, was taken to the hospital with severe finger lacerations. And that's it for W---K---B--W Pulse Beat News!!"
||||||||| Ken waltzes in at 9:09 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
doctec: man those finger lacerations - just gives me chills thinking about it
Dexter Fong: "All Cheektowaga; All the time"
klokwkdog: 'lo Kend
Ken: good evening, dear friends
Dave: hey Ken
Dexter Fong: Hey Kend^ <-----notice the Olde spellinge
klokwkdog: Oh, I forgot to add "bone-grinding accident" to that riff, one of their trademark appellations
Dexter Fong: Somebody trademarked the Appalations? Must be US PLus
Ken: yep, dex, i saw that. i was "kend^" on irc only because ken and kend were already taken
klokwkdog: Hey, did we drive those N. Koreans to the wall or what?
Dexter Fong: Ken: Jeeze...I thought it was a nifty raised eyebrow
doctec: hey ken
klokwkdog: We're gonna cut off aid to them --- they'll all be eating grass soon. Wait a minute...
Dexter Fong: BTW Ken: Chuck Barris on Letterman tonight =))
klokwkdog: What? I thought he was one of those A-rabs
Ken: no, if american troops go to korea, they will be eating dogs and SMOKING grass
Dexter Fong: Letterman is an A--rab?
doctec: wow, chuck barris - in the flesh? haven't seem him in ages!
klokwkdog: Is he gonna confess, Dex?
Ken: dex: did you read about chuck's cia career?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Didn't know he was Catholic
klokwkdog: American troops are already in Korea!
klokwkdog: (On whose side?)
Dexter Fong: Ken Yes
Ken: i'm not catholic either, but they no longer have confession. it's called reconciliation now
Dexter Fong: Ken: Hence the point of the joke?
klokwkdog: well, we know he's a dangerous man...
doctec: amen(ds)
Ken: ok, it all comes together now. i must have been going down a different path when i thought i knew what it was all about.
Dexter Fong: Klok: You spend as much time as he did kickin' the gong around, you'd bew dangerous
Dexter Fong: be
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Cat', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:14 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Ken: meow, cat
klokwkdog: welcome, o cease one
Dexter Fong: F*cking Meow Cat
Ken: damn, just remembered, i forgot to feed my cats today. will be back in a few
Cat: hey
Dexter Fong: Nice owner =\
klokwkdog: after 3 days, they will begin to feast on your dead body, ken
Cat: i cause that reaction a lot
klokwkdog: it's better than causing redactions, though
Dexter Fong: "Cat Simril, friend to *all* felines"
Cat: true
klokwkdog: i growl at them under my breath; freaks them out
Cat: well, "redaction" is the name of the dat ex producer made of the lines recorded on red shift, so it has a pleasent sound to me
Dexter Fong: "True friend to all felines"
Cat: which i am sure doc will only make more pleasent
Dexter Fong: Also describes Korea lately = Red Action
klokwkdog: they look at the human standing there and think, "no, it's not coming from there...where the heck IS that other cat...behind me?"
doctec: i will be kinda in & out of the chat tonight - i am in the process of making CD backups of a bunch of stuff from my 600mHz system, in preparation for migration to a new (much faster) PC i am building
Ken: ok, they are happy now.
Cat: build on , doc
doctec: i'm redacting as we speak (arf!).
klokwkdog: so whenever you turn the new one on, it bends space, and you disappear from the chat?
Ken: who let the dawgz out?
klokwkdog
klokwkdog: test
Dexter Fong: heh =)
klokwkdog: test
Ken: brian: tom got the top secret pentium XXVII which does tend to warp space-time
doctec: the new system is almost ready for me to fire up, just need to install a couple more cards (video & audio) and swap my second drive (40gigs) from my old to my new system...
klokwkdog: test
Dexter Fong: stet
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
doctec: oh dear, we lost dave...
doctec: hopefully he'll come back
klokwkdog: sorry, my chat window died on me
Ken: poor dave. needs some ddt for those fleas
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 9:20 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Dave plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
klokwkdog: Netscape 7.01 is out, BTW
Ken: ah, he returns from the plague land
Dexter Fong: I *didn't* know orientals made shag rugs
doctec: ...can't swap the drive until i've backed some of the stuff up so i can copy important music & other files from the main drive of my old system to the 40gig drive i'm moving from the old to the new system...
Dave enters again, the black dog still with him
Ken: klok: anything i need that isn't in mozilla?
doctec: you go black - jack - hit me again....
klokwkdog: i've found the Ghost that many m/b vendors provide on the included CD-ROM is useful for doing backups, DT
doctec: cards turnin' round and round
Ken: doc: but then it's roulette (wheels turnin round and round)
klokwkdog: ken- Nutscape is always at least one rev behind Mozilla, so M's better unless you need integrated Instant Messenger, etc.
Ken: or was that ike and tina turner i'm thinking of?
Dexter Fong hums under his breath "Spinning wheel goes round and round
klokwkdog: Proud Mary keep on burnin'
doctec: i've been using the Opera browser for about two months now, i love it
Ken: hell, i only talk to trent lott, the segregated instant messenger is good enough for me
Cat: she driving an suv?
Dexter Fong: "Boinin' Klok
Cat: just saw the Detroit Project anti suv ads on cbc news
Cat: better than anything adbusters ever did
Ken: cat: i heard one on the radio, great premise, but will go without listening by most
Dave: small corwd
Dexter Fong strolls to the bar (kitchen, really) for a drink
Cat: cowards are always small
klokwkdog: yeah, I saw some somewhere, too, Cat, but didn't see the "...and helped blow up a nightclub in Bali"
Dave: crowd
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:24 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Cat: cowherds tend to be larger
Elayne: Evenin' all!
doctec: hi e...
Ken: dave: we deal in quality not quantity here
Cat: hi el
klokwkdog: hello Elayne
Ken: hi elayne
doctec: what it beeeeeeee?
Cat: i think there's a Detroit Project website with the ads
Cat: ntocied something about it in salon
Ken: might be able to get there through www.ariannaonline.com also since she spearheaded those ads
doctec: where's Merlyn tonight?
doctec: ...anyone? ...
klokwkdog: well, it's hard to miss with Ariana Huff-and-Puffington pushing up one side and down the other
doctec: Arianna Puff'n'stuff
Dexter Fong returns and shouts out "E-Babe!"
klokwkdog: yep
Elayne: Ah yes, Huffington claiming she thought of the idea herself. Haven't we riffed (or reefed) on that for months?
Elayne greets yon Dex in return.
klokwkdog: she was featured on the news item I saw, chugging along in her hybrid and making the case for SUVs being the root of all evil
Elayne: Well, they are, aren't they?
doctec: brute of all weevils
Elayne: I live in one of those neighborhoods where SUVs actually make perverse kind of sense (just ask Dex and Doc) and I still think they're 'orrid.
Elayne: And my brother owns a Lexus SUV. Feh.
||||||||| 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 9:27 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
klokwkdog: she has riffed on that for months, if you check the Salon archives, anyway. "If this is Wednesday, Salon's going to have Ariana's broken-record column..."
Ken: i've told people that with the added wind resistance, those flapping american flags many fly now also support terrorism. they tend to walk away quickly and not talk to me any more
||||||||| Dextr Fong waltzes in at 9:27 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
klokwkdog: urban assault vehicle
Ken: wb, dex, we missed you
Dextr Fong: Oh great...I exit myself and then mispell my name
doctec: sh*tty, ugly vehicles
klokwkdog: ...but our aim will improve...
Dextr Fong: Hey Elayne: Did you get my email
doctec: Redextered
Elayne: I've had days like that too, Dex. :)
klokwkdog: new character enter!
Elayne: Haven't opened my e-mail yet, Dex, hang on...
klokwkdog: LOL, dt
Cat: i'm just happy with the quality of the attack ad. as i said, better than anything adbusters has ever done
Dextr Fong: Hang on to what?
klokwkdog: snoopy
Dextr Fong: Sloopy?
Elayne: Hey, throw a towel over it!
doctec: yeah, adbusters was clever at one time but it's now just a little to enamored of itself (or so it seems)
klokwkdog: can't---hang---on---much---longer....
Elayne: Dex, I only got one e-mail from you, answered it already. Did you not receive my response (or are you speaking of a second 3-mail)?
doctec: here klok (hands hinm a hanger)
Dextr Fong: "It all came back to Kdog like the hot kiss at the end of a....Well you know
doctec: fet whist?
klokwkdog: um, this is a family chat, so we tend to avoid things like 3-mail here...
Dextr Fong: E: Sent mine a few days ago and no, no response
Ken: i only use 2-mail
Cat: the mad started when kale couldn't get his attack ad on tv, so he statrted the mag
Cat: is far more of a film maker, though far from a good one, than a magazine editor
Elayne: Dex, I sent it last night at 11:04 PM. Need it resent?
Dextr Fong: E: I gave you my phone number, yes? Work that is...Call me tomorrow after say 10:30 am
klokwkdog: you probably forgot to put a STAMP on it!
doctec: you mean as in: "as a mag editor, he's a hell of a filmmaker"
Ken: speaking of stamps, check this out: http://money.cnn.com/2003/01/06/pf/taxes/q_oddtaxes/index.htm
Cat: well, he's in hell for some reason. it sure aint Talent
Elayne: Sorry, I just Msg'ed when I should have been massaging. :) Dex, can't call you at work tomorrow, my boss is in. I resent the e-mail, it explains all.
klokwkdog: strange indeed, Ken
Dextr Fong: Elayne: Okay
Ken: i would have to be REAL high to go buy some of those stamps!
Dextr Fong: Ken: U lick the stamps first to get high...LSD on the back
Dave: what do the stamps look like? I wouldn't be able to see them if I clicked the link anyway
Ken: dave: there was not a picture, so you didn't miss anything there
klokwkdog: oh, the blotter paper works better than the stamps, anyway
Cat: stamps for industry, stamps for the dead
Elayne: Dex, check your e-mail, let me know if you got mine yet.
Ken: and i haven't bought any of them, so no personal testimony
Dextr Fong: okay brb (really glad this aint IRC)
klokwkdog: what would happen if it was IRC, Dex?
Ken: has anyone noticed that the post office has to put "do not lick" on the self-adhesive stamps they sell now?
Cat: a lick in time saves whine
klokwkdog: they don't stick to your tongue, though
Dave: mmmmmm, sniffing adhecive
Ken: klok: did you try?
Dextr Fong: Elayne: All present and 'counted for
Ken: dave: drain bamage that way
Elayne: Coolness, Dex. Can I call you on Monday afternoon re: getting together on Tuesday? Would that work?
Dextr Fong: Klok: *you* know...I'd get dropped and spend 2 hours trying to find a server
Ken: maybe that's what is wrong with me. i used to love putting together those p-51 models when i was a kid
Dextr Fong: E: Yes
klokwkdog: sounds like any NYC restaurant...
Elayne: Great. Actually Wednesday might be better still, as I need to be at 7th Avenue and 40th Street to pick up my weekly fix of comics.
Elayne: But we'll talk more on Monday.
Ken: dex: even with the obvious things missing (like direct file transfer and sound) this beats irc all to hell
Dextr Fong: Fine E
Elayne: It'll be so great to get together and talk about all these people behind their backs! mwahahaha
Cat: true, ken
Dextr Fong: Kend^ <--- Abolutley...I love it
klokwkdog: when i was a kid, we built real gas engine models with fabric-covered wings; spent hours painting "dope" on them. We really got crocked doing that.
Elayne: Eh, I miss the sounds. *snif*
Elayne: But I like the fact that we can post instant links and stuff...
Ken: klok: one model i made came with an electric motor, had to wind the armature myself. never got it to work
Dextr Fong: I miss the spliffs...er um splits
Ken: make mine banana
klokwkdog: those can be tricky, yes
Cat: electrical banana
Dextr Fong: Go Cat!! =)
Elayne: Oh, a bit of good news amid all the bad we're-still-a-one-income-family stuff. Our upstairs loony neighbors are definitely moving out by month's end.
Cat: good news, el
Dextr Fong: That's good...but you guys are looking to move, yes?
klokwkdog: they have done all they could, E? so are moving on to the next victims?
Ken: e: you've told us that before, i hope you're right this time
Cat: hope their replacements are very quiet
Elayne: LOL, Klok! Long as it's not us. No Ken, the super confirmed it this time (the daytime super).
Dextr Fong: ...at night he's sub-par
Elayne: We are, Dex, but we can't afford to do anything at the moment, not till Rob has work. Our lease is up in May and I'm just hoping we can pay the rent till then. Thank goodness the 'rents will help with the rent.
Cat: jack has a sub?
klokwkdog: wow, a dual-super setup: impressive! Dakota North, eh?
Dextr Fong: Klok: Who..what is Dakoa North?
Cat: as in Fargo North, decoder?
Dextr Fong: lol Cat
klokwkdog: just commenting on E's digs, DF (as in the downtown Dakota)
Elayne: Dakota North was a comic book character created by my good friend (and Firesign fan) Martha Thomases.
Elayne: At least I think Martha created her.
doctec: Tune in again tomorrow for another edition of "Fargo North, De-Coder!"
Ken: didn't john lennon get shot there? might be haunted still
Dextr Fong: K: whew....that one was waaayy over my head =))
klokwkdog: sounds like a Yes tribute band, DT
Dave will brb, gonna try to find a song online
Dave: gonna log off and then log in once it's found
doctec: yes, tribute...
||||||||| Dave runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dave?! It's 9:45 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dextr Fong: Cyah Dave
klokwkdog: yes, Ken; Crowe was talking about being prohited from filming in there
klokwkdog: prohibited
Ken: dave might be the youngest fan ever in this chat. still in high school
klokwkdog needs another beer (having decided this will be a deaux brew nite)
klokwkdog: is it legal for us to have recruited him?
Dextr Fong: Bon! Kdog
Ken ken is drinking gallo hearty burgundy tonight
Cat: no, we had a 16 year old girl at one time
Dextr Fong: Good Good Ken ken
Cat: her dad was a firefan, and she started a website
Dextr Fong: brb
Cat: i think klok must have been in high school at the beginning of the chat
Ken: klok: not expressly prohibited by the usapatriot act, but ashcroft probably will twist something and prostitute, er, prosecute us
Cat: not klok, has no name
Cat: elayne, you remember the young firegiril, whatever her name was?
Cat: her website was on the ring
klokwkdog: beware, klok has many names...
Elayne: Oh geez, Cat, that was a long time ago, sorry, I don't remember what I had for dinner two nights ago. :)
klokwkdog is planning to acquire a New Haven Book of Names
Ken: dex: this is the same bottle of wine that injured me earlier this week. i stabbed my thumb with the corkscrew and it's not healed yet
Dextr Fong: Ken: That tends to be the case as we get older...don't heal as fast
klokwkdog: the thumb or the corkscrew?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:50 PM and late as usual, it's Dave, just back from Billville."
Dextr Fong: Thumbscrew
doctec: guys, i just got an emergency phone call from lili - she didn't take the time to say what happened but she said "bring some strength". doesn't sound good. I am checking out now, will let you know what's going on from her place.
Ken: lol, klok! the corkscrew was uninjured
Cat: i remember odd things, el
doctec: bye
||||||||| doctec departs at 9:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Ken: cat: like 1, 3, 5, 7, etc.?
Dextr Fong: Cat; That makes me even
klokwkdog: yes, Dex, at Meditation last week, my Master complained that he was having trouble bringing me to heel
Dave: ok, because I'm downloading this thing, it'll take me even longer to refresh so, I'll be way behind, sorry, not really my falt, my comp's slow
Cat: before finding alt.fst and then falafal and later this chat, i didnt know there were more than a few firefans inthe world
Ken: dave: glad you made it back from billville
Elayne: You know, you can lead a Klok to heal but you can't make him wink.
klokwkdog: the Jesuits won't even work with kids over 14
Cat: i know they sold a million albums, but i thought it was just a few people bought them all
klokwkdog: bye DT
Ken: but will they play with kids over 14?
Cat: they've already lost the war by then, klolk
klokwkdog: so that's why there are so many FST albums on e-Bay. thanks Cat
Dextr Fong: Klok: I've looked but I can't find anything I said that might have elicited that respons re: Meditation etc
klokwkdog: not by the rules, Ken
klokwkdog: DF: "as we get older..."
klokwkdog: DF: heal/heel
Dextr Fong: Jesuits say: Give me a child for the first 6 years of it's life and it will be mine forever
Dave: I'm the old man at 16, physically that is,
Dextr Fong: Klok: thanks =)
Cat: i've met many people who had heard them and even knew a few lines, but only met 3 people who had ever bought firesign albums\
Ken: why is the end of a loaf of bread called a heel?
klokwkdog: yes, but as they get older, they are slower to heel, DF
Cat: and two of those were in 69
klokwkdog: Cat, I don't want to know more about that meeting
Ken: cat: my roomies in college turned me on to fst, then when i was in air force, several of us were all into them also. this was all before 1975
Dextr Fong: I do
Dextr Fong: Cat: Yah gotta figure that a good many of the people wholistened to them on the radio, their shows, or somebody else playing their stuff bought a number of the albums
Cat: actually it was the roomie of a friend in ottawa who had 2 places, and the straight son of my parents violently straight friends who had Electrician in Victoria
Cat: so both in canada where firesign was not as much played on radio as down your way
Cat: certainly not before Dear Friends
Ken: i don't think i ever heard fst on radio except for the late night "free form" stuff
Cat: that got them a lot more radio airplay
klokwkdog: PBS is careful to include reference to the Current Product for any artist they feature, which should help the guize
Cat: npr is good about that too
Dave: I heard of 'em cause my dad thought they did the Dave's Not Here skit, so I went online and picked them up, then bought Two Places, and the rest is history
klokwkdog: it was illegal up there, right Cat? unlike, say, The Band, which had some Residents as members
Dextr Fong: Ken: Isn't that about where you'd expect to hear it
Ken: when they comprehend
Ken: dave IS here
Cat: speaking of dave's not hear, caught tommy chong on pot-tv.net yesterday
klokwkdog: most of the rest is history...
Cat: says there's a new cheech and chong flick in the making and he wants to start his own tv network, THC TV
klokwkdog never got into C&C that much
Dextr Fong: Maybe he can buy UPN which is close to collapsing
Elayne: Hang on Klok, how did you do that underscore?
klokwkdog: what!
Dextr Fong: Klok: How about D&D?
Ken: collapsing like a black hole after a supernova
Cat: no more star treks clones for upn?
klokwkdog: you use HTML codes, E
Elayne: Oh geez, HTML codes that don't work with Windows, right?
Dave: god, it's taking me ten to fifteen seconds to refresh the gaddam page
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
klokwkdog: anyone figure out the APOD today, speaking of Black Holes?
Dextr Fong: Cat : They in big trouble
Cat: is god a function of speed?
Ken: yes, catherwood's clock is running about a minute a week.
klokwkdog: no, you just type < u > underlined text < / u > regular text it's easy
Dextr Fong: Dave: Do you know about the settings on the entry page?
Elayne: Oh, I didn't realize you could underline the way you boldface. Thanks.
Ken: underlined text
klokwkdog: use 'i' for italics, 'b' for bold; beyond that (colours, etc.) check an HTML guide
Elayne: Klok, can you do strikeout text like that too?
Ken: italics too?
Elayne: Yeah, I'm gonna have to find a decent HTML ref page.
klokwkdog: yes, if there is an HTML code for it
Ken: i dont' work with html at all, so i forget this stuff a few minutes after it's mentioned
Dextr Fong thinks to himself, "what a bunch of showoffs"
Dave: yeah dex, I'm on manual, only way I can read the text fast enough with the screen reader
klokwkdog: the problem is choosing from many, E - there are a bunch!
Ken: strikeout
Dextr Fong: "...and he's outta there!"
Ken: well, it's not "strikeout". so much for being obvious
Dextr Fong: Ken: Perhaps a swinging bunt infield fly rule?
Ken: gotta lay off this wine. good thing this is the last glass from the bottle, huh?
Cat: if the umpires go on strike, who will make an out?
Dextr Fong: Ken: That is *not* a good thing
Ken: dex: i'm not a sports person, any flies in the infield should be swatted by my rules
Dextr Fong: The Sultan of Swat are you?
Elayne: Oh, I guess it's ~~strike~~ to do strikeout text then.
Ken: for the frontline fans, it's on pbs now, unsafe work conditions
Cat: will ken lay off his wine steward?
Elayne: Cool. I found a couple ref pages but they're too advanced for me, I just want the cute simple stuff.
Cat: about the most unsafe company in north america, ken?
Dextr Fong: How this =))))
Cat: a bit of it on cbc last night
Ken: ~~test~~
Ken: cat: just started, not sure what it's about yet
Dextr Fong Big Deal
klokwkdog: BTW, "swat" is a setup utility for Samba, a server program for Linux that lets it replace MS NT Server for cheap
Cat: we're awaiting the secret govt files on ufos on discovery tonight
Elayne: Here we go, this>http://www.willcam.com/cmat/html/lformat.html">this should be a good place for folks to bookmark.
Dextr Fong: Sorry cat experiment gone wrong
Cat: fumiyo is rumaging about the tape collection for something to erase
Elayne: Dang, I suck. I mean this>http://www.willcam.com/cmat/html/lformat.html">this, of course.
Elayne: Okay, I'm doing something wrong. :)
Dextr Fong: Klok: Samba dese days you'll explain all this stuff, right?
klokwkdog: not news: we're all doing something wrong, E!
Cat: i'm trying to learn how to use video editing software that came with new computer
Dextr Fong: Cat: Sounds dangerous
Dextr Fong: The tape rumaging I mean
Cat: hope to have my Purple Haze video finished by this weekend
klokwkdog: yeah, dex. what it means is that you can install Linux on your office server for free and replace $$$ Microsoft gunk and all you Windows peons will never notice the difference (but accounting will)
Cat: reward myself by walking 4 blocks to the theatre and watching 2 Towers
Ken: cat: use one of those big erasers unless you have a lot of pencils around
Dextr Fong: Klok: Do you write ad copy?
Elayne: <888888>checking out font colors now...
Cat: its mostly "plug this in, click this button, then save" kinda programme
Dextr Fong: 'Ight
Elayne: Well, that didn't work either...
klokwkdog: yeah, Cat, NYTimes running a series of articles on that in co-op with the Canadians. Also in Technology is news of the latest Apple stuff, some of which is actually interesting to read about (but not IMO worth the premium)
Cat: ll, it doesnt work nearly as well as it would suggest
Elayne: Oh, I see why. That's too complicated to code. :)
klokwkdog: should i?
Ken: wood eye? hare lip!
Dave: brb, gonna find another song
Cat: nytimes article, yes canuck news mentioned the joint effort
klokwkdog: (write ad copy)
Cat: ive done that already
Dextr Fong: Lotta news in the Astonomy sector lately, you guys
Ken: gravity works at the speed of light. i loved that one this week
klokwkdog: Dex - Microsoft have instituted a new licensing protocol that basically puts all their high-end office products on a subscription basis. So they are sucking the living heck out of companies and being able to replace such products can be a lifesaver if there are, say, 4000 seats running some MS program.
Dextr Fong: and levity at the speed of neurons
Ken: unless you live in levitytown, pa
Dextr Fong: or levity town Lon Gisland
klokwkdog: I looked at today's APOD and then clicked on the enlarged view and I still can't exactly see what they are talking about in terms of gravity distorting light and arcs and circles. With apologies to "Alice's Restaurant", they should have put circles and arrows on one version...
Ken: america's contribution to the world: subdivisions.
Ken: klok: i didn't see that one, but i've seen the duplicates from galaxy lensing, probably similar to that?
Dextr Fong: "Unt ve almost von de va mit sub diwisions"
klokwkdog: Yeah, Herman Kahn, Los Angeles-izing the world
Cat: canada's contribution: divided subs
klokwkdog: http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html
Dextr Fong: Like a 6-foot hero
Dextr Fong: Red Alert! Red Alert!]
Elayne: Cool pic, Klok, thanks!
klokwkdog: of course, 25 years later, does that mean that everyone in Tehran will eventually be speaking fractured Spanish?
Elayne: They aren't now?
Dextr Fong: Klok: No they'll be speaking classical Persian
Ken: i don't see it either, klok
Cat: i have to get back to my Dark Matters play one of these days
klokwkdog: Yeah, E, but my problem is, what does it mean?! (APOD is by definition really neat stuff every day -- you should look at some of the archives. It is one of my morning wake-up items, along with the "User Friendly" comic)
Dextr Fong: Cat: Sounds Dangerous =)
Cat: only if i did it in Your Country, dex
Dextr Fong: C: It's not 'ure country ...'at, it's our 'ountry
klokwkdog: I can see it now, Cat: Copenhagen meets Eminem, with Brittney Spears and Christina Agulera as Geek Chorus
Elayne: Thanks Klok, I've just bookmarked it.
||||||||| 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...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:20 PM, dragging Dave by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
klokwkdog: E: http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap030102.html
Cat: I know Copenhagen but who are all those others?
Ken: klok: when is the last time they published the "face from mars" picture?
Dave: sorry comp crashed
Ken: cat: you don't really want to know
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (10:20 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
klokwkdog: some of the archives are neat, E. Ken- go to the archives and do a CTRL-F search for "mars" or "Face" or something like that
Ken: hi bun
Dave: hey Bun
Dextr Fong: One of the interesting Astronomy thingies is that the Milky Way is surrounded by a thin, thin shell of another galaxy which was disrupted by the Milky Way
Dextr Fong: Hey Bunny
Cat: hey bun
Elayne: I'm gonna have fun with this one, Klok. Mapping dark matter w/ gravitational lenses... I love this shit.
Cat: and speaking of amusing images....
klokwkdog: Um, Cat, maybe there is another movie you could wander into after you've gotten fried for 3 hours in The Two Towers... ;-)
Elayne: And boy howdy, Dex, it's delicious!
Ken: neat pic. when will sicily blow up completely and wipe out the mafia?
klokwkdog: hi BB
Cat: a 16 mm shell?
Elayne: Oh, hi Bunny!
Dextr Fong: "Mapping Dark Matter with camera and (of course) gun"
Cat: almost went to see bowling for columbine this afternoon
Bunnyboy: Arnie's Whole Beet Half-Lives.
Dave: ok, brb again, gonna try to find that song
Bunnyboy: What goes down, must come up.
klokwkdog: E: yes, but what in that picture is the distorted one? You see how the alleged "professional astronomer" has fallen down on the job and can't get up?
Ken: dave, if we aren't here when you come back, we will be somewhere else
Cat: shell those milimeters
Dextr Fong: Gimme 2 rnie...I wanna live forever
Cat: i wanna see how m. moore can get into 4 theatres in vancouver at once
Bunnyboy: cat: Go! Go! Michael Moore is great, even if he (allegedly) pissed off British stageworkers.
klokwkdog: Aha! Yes, of course, Dex! We'll break out our Rigby .416s and go hunting the buggers! Do nothing to alarm the natives, but rejoin your regiment immediately...
Cat: and stay there for weeks
Elayne: Klok, they're all kinda distorted. :)
Dextr Fong: lol Klok!!
klokwkdog: that's because the Hubble was never really fixed...
Ken: e: did you see the face of the virgin mary in there?
Dextr Fong: Hubble Bubble Boil and Trouble
Bunnyboy: klok: You mean it's making...baby telescopes?!?
klokwkdog: E: don't miss this as a morning wake-up (and it comes from Cat's neighborhood): http://www.userfriendly.org/static/
Cat: none of you having heard Hubble Trouble, proctor and bergman riff on great hockenberry npr show Heat?
Dextr Fong: Bun: And they've got little dimples
Dave: there, found, now it's back to waiting for long refreshes
Bunnyboy: Dex: Those are dents.
Ken: from the center in a west-south-west direction, about 2/3 way to edge, there is a curved blue one
klokwkdog: yes, haven't you looked up lately, BB?
Bunnyboy: I'
Bunnyboy: oops
Dextr Fong: Bun: ..and for only a buck and a half, Bondo can repair those dents
Bunnyboy: I've had the J-MEN DVD for about a week now. It's sure keen.
klokwkdog: Ken: I saw that face from Mars in there on the blown-up virgin (click on the image to enlarge, sometimes significantly, but OK if you have broadband) somewhere earlier today, but can't find it now. Drunk 2 much bier , i guess.
Ken: keen? i haven't heard that since the 60's!
Dave: I wish I could see the stars, I've been thinking that lately, just gaze at them, I could write so many beautiful poems about them if I could, oh well, nothing I can do about that
Dave: just a thought, that's all
klokwkdog: yeah.
Ken: dave: unless you are far out in the country, there isn't much to see any more
Dextr Fong: Mr. Lost, tracer of keen persons
Cat: imagine beautiful things instead, dave
klokwkdog: i tell you though, the TV goes absolutely beserk: Run outside when it's -5F and sit there for 2 hours hoping to see some flaming doom of a meteor
Dextr Fong: Ken: You're far out anywhere, mister!
Ken: lol, dex! yeah, i'm groovy, man
Dave: can I get yall's opinion of J Men? I might get it when I get some money
Dextr Fong: You've return3ed
klokwkdog: ...and all it is is this puny little brief streak and if it's dark enough, maybe a faint phosphorescent trail. It's nothing even close to a Schwartzenegger movie.
Bunnyboy: Dave: It's really kee....NEAT!
Dextr Fong: Dave: Seems to me that there's a lotta sight gags
Cat: get their cds first, dave
Dextr Fong: Dave: Cat is right
klokwkdog: I drove out in the middle of nowhere to see some stupid comet 2 years ago because, oh, no, you can't miss it because the next time it comes back, you'll be dead
Bunnyboy: Just to hear Proctor's battle cry as The Caped Madman. "Ay-OOOOOOOOH!"
Dextr Fong: Klok: Buying a Canadian cxar?
Ken: yeah, klok, i've done the same. about 5 years ago, hyukatake or something like that
klokwkdog: ...and it's this awful lilttle thing that looks like it's a quarter-inch across
Dextr Fong: Hi, you Katake?
Dave: ok, thanks guys, 'preciate it
Cat: the 96 comet prompted me to write my first radio play
Ken: i did drive out a ways to see the triple conjuction of mars, jupiter, and venus several months ago. deputy sheriff stopped to see why i was parked by the cow pasture, i showed him and let him use my binoculars
Dextr Fong: Dave: Their audio records and cds are truly made for you because they grew up with radio
Dave: hey, I got a gift certificut for Xmas, and bought BDB and Electrition, what do yall think of BDB? just looking for insight and feedback, I like it, it's a little weird but...
klokwkdog: It's now become a little industry for someone to get the TV news to gush about this or that astronomical event as being the "last one for a century". I've pretty much decided that all taken, there must be at least 300 of these that can be seen without equipment per year, so there is no hope of keeping up, and most of them are crummy compared to artificial special effects ;-)
Bunnyboy: Ken: That's when the flask tube slipped outta the "eyepiece", rite?
Bunnyboy: "COPS is filmed before a live, captive audience."
klokwkdog: race around america!
klokwkdog: i like TROOPS better, BB
Ken: dave: boom dot bust was not one of the best, but just my opinion
Dextr Fong: Dave: I stress highly the importance of ls\istening to them chronologi cally
Cat: yeah they do progress
Dextr Fong: listening to them in oder
Bunnyboy: klok: I like the Z-grade syndicated shows, like TRAILER TRASH, GO TO JAIL!
Cat: and progress and progress
klokwkdog: or alternatively, you could listen to them in the order they came out, Dave
Ken: what goes in must come out
Cat: in ordure?
Dextr Fong gremlins have invaded my cat pea box
Ken: sure it's gremlins, dex? the tempest resembled the gremlin if you're drunk
Cat: Demons have parked in my Cat Bean Box
Bunnyboy: Dex: I agree, particularly the first 4, in order. The others can be scattershotted, if necessary.
klokwkdog: BB: I used to get lunch at an Indian take-out place in CT and they had that Fox-ish stuff on a TV there that went in after 9/11. I'd look at it and say, "I miss my trailer in NC..."
Dextr Fong: Klok: Or you could listen to them in the chronological order of the record numbers
Cat: they seem to want us to listen to radio now, bdb and bride in order
Dextr Fong: XM radio Cat?
klokwkdog: Dex - numerology is not something I do now, due to the pending war with Iraq. All things Babylonian...
Dave: I have the first four, but how does Electrition fit together with Two Places?
Cat: you mean listening to the xm shows in order? arent they up in order on the website?
Ken: klok: just divide by 60, you'll be close
Dextr Fong: ....and onian...and onian....and onian....
Bunnyboy: Do what I did with GIVE ME IMMORTALITY...: Listen to it over and over and over and over and...
Cat: they explain that in the notes to their big book of plays
Ken: dave: very loose fit. not same plot obviously, but some shared gags
klokwkdog: (that's what happened to BB! I was wondering...)
Bunnyboy: Dave: At the wrists and ankles.
Dextr Fong: Dave: They don't necessarily fit togther, but as the albums progress there are references and re-appearances from earlier albums
klokwkdog: but they didn't write the big book of plays, did they?
Cat: actually, after they made the first 4, they looked back and decided they all went together
Cat: yes they did, klok
Bunnyboy: Look for the "Ninas".
Bunnyboy: And the Director makes a cameo in each one.
klokwkdog: Oh, c'mon, the frigging Bible doesn't fit together, but lots of folks don't have much problem with that
Ken: don't forget the pintos and the santa marias too
Dextr Fong: Bun: The over and over has always resulted in enhanced pleasure for me
klokwkdog: he's got the gospel on the radio...
klokwkdog: ...and the gospel on TV...
Ken: dex: over and under sometimes works well too for pleasure
klokwkdog: ...he's got all the transcripts, back to 1953...
Dextr Fong: Ken: .and it has little bumps in it
Bunnyboy: If you hold the albums up to the mirror, the labels are BACKWARD!
Cat: where are all the firesign members just when we need them to answer quesitons?
Bunnyboy: Coincidence? I think not...
Ken: ooh, love those bumps!
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: didn't Ralph Nadir write Santa Maria At Any Speed?
Dextr Fong: ?dead si, lauP
Ken: damn, e got a cold
Cat: that is the nadir
Bunnyboy: Tern me awn, ded man
Ken: that was roscoe zenith, klok
Dextr Fong: Cat: They all know better =)
Bunnyboy: "Paul's been slain in a bloody car crash."
klokwkdog: Not John Apex? nard!
||||||||| Catherwood ushers doctec into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:41 PM, then departs.
Dextr Fong: Ha! See Klok!!!!
Bunnyboy: lo doc
Ken: the doc has returned to the emergency room
klokwkdog: is it a backed-up, DT?
Dextr Fong: Doc
Cat: computer hooked up, doc?
doctec: lili overflowed her radiator system, i'm helping her clean up. gotta go...
Dextr Fong: Klok: see above "car crash"
Cat: by again
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:42 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs doctec by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
klokwkdog: it's hooked up and got its Connexion, Cat - I can hear the buzz from here
Dextr Fong: I hear a buzz too Klok:
Bunnyboy: I gotta go think about sleeping. Niteys.
Ken: oh boy, the fantasies: lili overflowing her radiator. i'll be set for months thinking about that one!
Dextr Fong: Night Bun and thanks
Ken: bye, bun
Cat: by bun
klokwkdog: at least it drowns out the voices (no pun intended, DT), Dex
Dextr Fong: Those voices can make you crash!
klokwkdog is reading Possession and just the part about female symbolism in literature as interpreted by feminist scholars...
||||||||| At 10:44 PM, Bunnyboy vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkdog: good luch, DT; nite BB
Ken: i drive alone most of the time, but i still hear the voices saying "antelope freeway, 1/2 mile"
Dextr Fong: You must be a wreck, Klok
Cat: i've been reading Life of Pi but can't seem to get past page 3.14
Dextr Fong: Do you have metal fillings, Ken?
Ken: lol, cat!
klokwkdog: yeah, I'm close to a crash much of the time, but just about gagged when DT said the radiator bit
Dextr Fong: Cat: =)))
Ken: dex: yes, that darned mercury does it
Dextr Fong: Klok: Her; have some oatmeal
Dextr Fong: Here
Ken: mercury in retrograde, sextile to plato
Dextr Fong: Have you just returned from ROme?
Dextr Fong: via Athens
Ken: no, but i ate some roma tomatoes not long ago
Cat: and aint goin back
Dextr Fong: Ken: Thought Roma was the Wine maker
Ken: no, i'm drinking gallo
Cat: had some excellent greek food last night, Fumiyo's dinner feast
klokwkdog: Try Knuth: 3:16, Bible Texts Illuminated, Cat. It's by a pioneer in Computer Science and done by strict sampling techniques. You were only off by 0.02, perhaps (just my 2� worth)
Dextr Fong: Gallo' humor....it's a fine wine
Cat: or at least the Excellent Greek thought it was food. i never know
Dextr Fong: afk for a sed
Ken: put in some lamb, eggplant, feta cheese, it's greek
Dave: and olives, don't forget them olives!
Ken: i'm not real fond of greek olives, like the pure black ones best
Ken: but that extra virgin oil is great stuff
klokwkdog: souvlaki for me!
Ken: i had a feta, spinich, tomato omelette for breakfast today
klokwkdog: yum
klokwkdog is reduced to making omelettes with egg whites...
Ken: great stuff. those mediterraneans have it together with food
klokwkdog: well, in the dark Nordic forests, there were nothing but Koreans, eating grass, for the longest time
Dextr Fong: Spanikopata = 2 Spaniards copulating
Cat: speaking of olives, there are more olive trees in spain than there are stars in the sky
Ken: wrap her in phyllo dough, stuff her with feta, eat her up :)
Dextr Fong: Cat: Then Van Gogh shoulda painted Olive Night
klokwkdog: they had to invent civilization so they could go conquer the South; otherwise, they'd never have anything to eat!
Dextr Fong: Ken: Wipe her off...eat her again
Cat: we were on trains and buses for days and saw nothing but olive trees
Ken: cat: what is best olive oil? greece, spain, italy, california, etc.?
Cat: oliver north, decoder
Dextr Fong: South Korea will rise again: Park Butler
klokwkdog: they do that because they can't afford to paint complex scenery on the continuous roll next to the window, Cat
Dextr Fong: Hanna Barbera style
Cat: all are good, but italians make more a fetish of it. extra virgin ad nauseum
Dextr Fong: Could I have some more of that fetish?
Ken: i have only used italian, and liked it. never had a reason to try others
Dextr Fong: Extra virgin = 2 Hymesn?
klokwkdog: that may be, but right now, Bush is Drawing a Line in the, er, Sand, but South Korea is right at the short end of a looong stick from just a few miles over the border...
Cat: not true, klok. rich country. maybe cuz everyone moved to the cities and sold all the land to the olive lords
Ken: dex: you want caviar on top of that fetish?
klokwkdog: I haven't read that Tolkien volume, Cat
Dextr Fong: Yes, and a touch of Creme Brulee, Kend^
Cat: if the flicks keep making money, yuou will, klok
Ken: you can't touch my creme brulee unless i can see your tortes
Dextr Fong: # Olives and one marini to bind them all
Dextr Fong: 3
klokwkdog: LOL
Dextr Fong: martini
Dextr Fong: shesh
Ken: the tiny doctor used to love martinis. i hate them, but if i had one, i'd lift it to his memory
Dextr Fong: Enchanted not shaken
klokwkdog: We miss you, Tiny Doctor Tim!!!
Cat: i don tknow how to make infinity sign on computer but it should be infinitne olives, and one martinet to blind them all
Cat: indeed, klok
Dextr Fong: Ken: I've acquired a serious taste for them =)
Dextr Fong: Cat
Dextr Fong: lol
Cat: cant hear santana, in rome or regina, without thinking of him
klokwkdog: what is a frivolous taste for martinis? "Don't even shake?"
Dextr Fong: Klok: You know, the "trendy" drinkers
Ken: i never met a gin i liked unless heavily diluted with something else
Dextr Fong: Next month it's Cosmos...the next its Sidecars
Dextr Fong: Don't even ask about Harvey Wallbanger's
Ken: except for my love of single malt scotch, i prefer beer or wine most of the time
Cat: i wont ask if harvey wont bang
klokwkdog: he was kind of a special glue that made things better, Cat. he wasn't even on that much near the end, with his job and such, but even so, just knowing he'd be on later was sort of, I don't know, "organizing" is too sterile a word; you know what I mean, though
Dextr Fong: Cat: If you saw Harvey's ding-a-ling you'd know
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: i know klok
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 11:00 PM, dragging Dave by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
klokwkdog is totally clueless about mixed drinks, but liked to sip non-alcoholic versions of the ones with umbrellas, etc. in them
Ken: poor dave has had about all the diseases tonight
Dextr Fong: ave is back
Dave: DAMN COMPUTERS, FUCKING ANNOYING THINGS, GRRRRRRRRRRRR
Cat: i'll be hitting the road now.
Dextr Fong: Klok: You oughtta try the one's with Parasols in them
Cat: ack to the freeway, which is already in progress
Ken: dave, don't hold back, tell us what you really think
klokwkdog: ...until he realized that he was being billed for the missing alky, too
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Cat: keep em frying
Ken: nite, cat
klokwkdog: nite Cat
Dextr Fong: Klok: That's a 'en-60 on that missing alky
Dave: anyone ever notice that EVERY time I log off lately, it's been BTr? all this week, if you've read the logs, every time, IT'S A DAMN CURSE
Ken: btr? not sure what that means
Dextr Fong: Dave: You'll get reaped if you don't exit
||||||||| Catherwood ushers doctec into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:02 PM, then departs.
Dave: ken I'm the best at doing just that, I'm very blunt, if I don't like someone, I usually tell them or hint towards that
Dextr Fong: Yo Doc
doctec: ok, back to semi-normal...
doctec: whew
klokwkdog: if you're not aware of it already, Dave, "they" have it in for you. It's not a possiblity; it's a certainty.
Ken: being blunt is good in a world of pin-heads
doctec: lili has a radiator system that needs filling occasionally, there's a lever that opens the flow to the reservoir
klokwkdog: all that undue radiation has been cured?
doctec: ...which should not by overfilled!
Dextr Fong: afk for parking..night to those who leave
Ken: doc, can you send us a picture of lili's lever? inquiring minds want to see :)
doctec: unfortunately, when she flipped the lever off she was actually turning it to full
klokwkdog: Wow, just like Orr's stove in Catch-22!
Dave: I honestly could care less what most people think of me, especially at school, when you are the entity known as "the blind kid" you lose all interest in talking to people in the halls
Ken: was orr the one cut in half by the propellor on the raft?
doctec: so there was about a half inch of water in the basement
Ken: dave: there are more important things to worry about than what others think of you. and worry, in itself, is usually useless
||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 11:05 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Merlyn plummets onto the oriental shag rug.
klokwkdog: Dave - you could form a gang, you know, with the "crippled kid" and the "dumb kid" and worry people
Ken: oh yeah, the merlynator
Merlyn: 'ello
doctec: hey brian...
Dave: yes I know Ken, popularity means shit to me, hi Merlyn
Merlyn: been playing battlefield 1942
Dave: I don't find that amusing klok, sorry
Ken: most people think i am crazy, i agree with them most of the time
klokwkdog: the other thing is, a real secret, it happens to "normal" kids, too. High School is hell for everyone, but some don't admit it until later... ;-)
Dave has to go take a shower, he's too depressed to do anything else, he'll make his usual appearances throughout the week and will be here next thursday, for a longer time as he will not have school friday, night all, hope you're feeling better than he is, bye
Merlyn: bye dave
Ken: g'nite, dave
klokwkdog: nite dave
doctec: nite dave
Dave: Ken I say the same thing
Ken: i think i'll call it a night also. thank grid the wine bottle is empty now :) next week, dear friends
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cat - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwkdog: kwd has lasted longer than he planned; nite Ken
||||||||| Dave runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dave?! It's 11:10 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
klokwkdog: i'll keep on a few
doctec: nytol..... (waterlogged doctec says g'nite)
doctec: i have more cleanup to do
doctec: hopefully things will be a little calmer next week
klokwkdog: is it a backup yet?
klokwkdog: nite DT
doctec: ttfn... :)
||||||||| doctec departs at 11:11 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
klokwkdog: how does he get all the good exit lines?
||||||||| Ken runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Ken?! It's 11:12 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
klokwkdog: (of course, I never get to see mine...kind of an American Beauty thing)
klokwkdog: anybody catch that Time-Warner thing?
klokwkdog: I guess ABC does not have any WB-produced programs to endanger
klokwkdog: 'ello?
Merlyn: hello
Merlyn: what time-warner thing?
klokwkdog: some TV show that makes the AOL-TW merger to be really dumb
Merlyn: you don't need a TV show for that!
Merlyn: but no, I didn't see it
Merlyn: AOL bought TW when internet companies were way overpriced
klokwkdog: well, there must be some demographic in South Podunk they want to target....;-)
Merlyn: so AOL inflated stock bought it
klokwkdog: according to the review of the show I read, it's a catalog of companies that were approached before T-W and ran the other way as fast as they could.
Merlyn: "you got greenmail"
klokwkdog: sounded like it's just a procession of talking-head CEOs saying, "I told you so..."
klokwkdog: LOL
klokwkdog: this radiator system of Lili's sounded like something out of the third world, or Europe
Merlyn: is it a docudrama, or a documentary with real people?
klokwkdog: you know, the kind of thing that would be in a c.1905 apartment block in Moscow
klokwkdog: documentary, I think
klokwkdog: the way T-W acquisition has gone, it's hard to not be a docudrama...
Merlyn: yeah, actors playing other actors
Merlyn: charlie sheen will play emilio estevez; emilio estevez will play charlie sheen
klokwkdog: You have to hand it to ABC for balls, though: we are on the cusp of maybe two international wars and the economy is tanking and of course they run this really topical piece on...AOL/Time-Warner merger...
klokwkdog: bread and circuses, bread and circuses
klokwkdog: ...and Fidel Castro as The Beaver
Merlyn: Faux News with The Dictator - we've told these 15 countries that he has weapons of mass destruction - but he's really a construction worker!
klokwkdog: LOL
klokwkdog: I did get to hear some of the news tonight
klokwkdog: It sounds like the UN is saying, "You know what, we can't find any weapons of mass destruction..."
klokwkdog: and Bush is saying, "Well, take my word for it, they're there"
klokwkdog: hmmm, wrong HTML attributes there...
klokwkdog: meant find
Merlyn: U vs. I
Merlyn: Dex is dead, maybe?
klokwkdog: yeah
klokwkdog: dunno about Dex; has been quite the silent one for >10 min.
Merlyn: I might try to add something that makes lurkers go into "I'm Away" mode... not sure if it would work
Merlyn: not lurkers, people who might be about to die, I mean...
Merlyn: It would only be a guess, though
klokwkdog: you mean, disconnect them from seeing msgs? oh, OK, those who will be about to die might salute you
klokwkdog: then...we're all in that boat sooner or later ;-)
klokwkdog: later
Merlyn: later, hopefully...
klokwkdog: oh, it did put on the 'r' after all
Merlyn: signing off?
klokwkdog: no, but I ought to
Merlyn: what time zone are you in?
klokwkdog: I was doing DT-like cleaning of this PC because I want to re-install Windows
klokwkdog: Zone 3
Dextr Fong: I'm back and I'm not on the curb!
Merlyn: mountain?
klokwkdog: Actually, Zone 3, sector 'R', better known as "Twilight"
klokwkdog: EST5EDT, Merlyn, if you must know
klokwkdog: oops; TZ=EST5EDT
Merlyn: I don't hafta, I can run a geo search on your IP address
Dextr Fong: Klok: I *left* an afk message
klokwkdog: Dex: DOS & C joke - on PCs, you needed that environment setting for time functions to work right in programs
Merlyn: 'e's not dead
Dextr Fong: You never read me anymore )sniff)
klokwkdog: we read only good books...
Dextr Fong: ..adn I'm just a frontispiece to you?
klokwkdog: it's via Cox - might put me in Atlanta, not Providence head end, Merlyn
klokwkdog: well, perhaps a TOC, Dex
Dextr Fong: Don't point your index finger at me
klokwkdog: I'll just wave my opposable thumbs, then, Dex
Dextr Fong: Hang by them why dontcha?
Dextr Fong: and please, write if youg et work
klokwkdog: At least I'll be out of the way of the Flood!
Dextr Fong: The flood of responses to this once-in-a-a lifetime offer
klokwkdog: yeah, i wish
Dextr Fong: Me too Kok
Dextr Fong: Klok
Dextr Fong: Well, it's eleven-thirtynine, thirty here and I can hear those night whispers so, nighty-night
klokwkdog: OK, well, I am now fading (and may as well watch "Nightline", if it's any good) so I'm going to cut out now
Merlyn: night dex
Dextr Fong: Night Brians =)
klokwkdog: yes, the chrono here says 11:38, but there's no accounting for taste...
klokwkdog: night everyone
||||||||| At 11:42 PM, Dextr Fong vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkdog: /part-ing is such...
Merlyn: night kwd
||||||||| 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 the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:50 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Tut enters at 12:20 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Tut wonders how he will ever get to be in the room with other people
Tut goes back to working on his 2 places at once machine, with the hope that someday he will be able to talk to the folks that frequent this strange place, and speak in nonsense that will be understood by everyone and no one
Tut thinks to himself, if I only had a black dog........and maybe a sailor to test this out on........
||||||||| "Hey Tut!" ... Tut turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:25 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 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 log off for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Bunnyboy
Cat
Dave
Dexter Fong
Dextr Fong
doctec
Elayne
Ken
klokwkdog
Merlyn

URL References:
http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap030102.html
http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html
http://money.cnn.com/2003/01/06/pf/taxes/q_oddtaxes/index.htm
www.ariannaonline.com
http://www.userfriendly.org/static/

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