Weekly Firesign Chat Log

A Firesign Chat
01/30/2003

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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 4:32 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for January 30, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dave', just granted probation at 4:24 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dave Enters with the black dog
Dave: I'll be here tonight, I was a school social gathering last thursday but read the log
Dave: Late'
||||||||| 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 4:25 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Merlyn LeRoy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Merlyn LeRoy: Hey, the clock is reasonably close again
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 30, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Sodom Clinton POWER!', just granted probation at 9:03 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Todd into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:03 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Uncle Ernie close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:04 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Uncle Ernie: G'day Y'all!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I've been in nebülizer prisim a lot lately
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Haven't got to chat and that
||||||||| Catherwood leads Ken inside, makes a note of the time (9:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Ken: hello, dear fiends
Ken: er, friends
Sodom Clinton POWER!: oi
Merlyn LeRoy: hello
Merlyn LeRoy: You were right the first time
Sodom Clinton POWER!: No kend^ I miss that
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:06 PM, dragging Tod by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Merlyn LeRoy: I'll vouch for him.
Merlyn LeRoy: who the hell are you?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Here's a voucher
Ken: well, i could change if it would *really* make you happier :)
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Wh me?
Merlyn LeRoy: wait, we got "todd" and "tod"
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Yamamoto in stealth mode, here
Merlyn LeRoy: like the movie, A "D" too far
Ken: voucher? i don't have any kids in school, don't need it
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I'll take it back then
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cat', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Merlyn LeRoy: Neither "tod" nor "todd" has said anything; maybe they're weapon inspectors
Tod: Sorry about that. I tried to adjust the font size. Came back, and found out I was already logged on.
cat: so much for "no one is chatting"
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Hello cat
Merlyn LeRoy: OK men, pull out your weapons
Ken: the "sodom" remined me of an illegal sex act, "clinton" reinforced that, then the "power" turned me on!
cat: maybe it meant "nobody is catting"
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Now there are two of you
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Todd at 9:09 PM
Merlyn LeRoy: I'll kill the other one
Ken: hey cat
Sodom Clinton POWER!: From "trent-Huit Cunegode"
Tod: Wonder if I have anything to say to myself.
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tod - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Good question you all
cat: you've successfully survived anthrax. are you ready for the really big disease?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I liked that so much, I temporarily named my site after it
cat: a rif on adam clayton powell, congressman from bimini
Ken: i'm mad at one of my cats, he nailed my thumb with his claw earlier, my typing is impaired (but only the space bar)
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Y
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:11 PM and Dexter Fong steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Merlyn LeRoy: Now, that's odd of todd
Dexter Fong: Somebody peal my grape!
Ken: i remember adam, sat around drinking instead of legislating. maybe he could be an example to others now in power
cat: ok, what was the most successful unleashing of biological warfare ever?
cat: intentional, that is
Sodom Clinton POWER!: What has FST done that *isn't* a hugely clever triff on something? :)
Ken: peal your grape? BONG!
cat: the scottish stuff was all new to me
Merlyn LeRoy: cat, maybe using dead bodies in catapults to spread plague?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Small pox on those surplus blankies for the injuns, Kemosabe
Dexter Fong: (Sssssstttt!) Nice Bong Ken
Sodom Clinton POWER!: US Govt good at Bio Warfare
: Spanish exploration of the New World?
cat: the blankets come to mind. and wasn't that the us doing that to its "enemies" at the time? pass the dead indian, please?
Ken: now i've got fruit stuck in my waterpipe
Dexter Fong: That dead Indian has already passed
cat: maybe the greeks infected the trojans with something in that horse, it may go back thousands of years
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I've got these dead indains, there's no place left to put them, they're pyleing up
cat: i dont think the spanish intended to wipe out all the indians
Dexter Fong: Like Ernie?
Uncle Ernie: Yes I like Ernie!
cat: they wanted them to stick around and work to death on their haciendas
Sodom Clinton POWER!: No, too useful as slaves
Ken: don't forget the corn and tobacco
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Nobody does Manifest Destiny like the good old USA
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Now I can Make tortillas!
cat: the population of mexico went from 20 million when cortez showed up to 1 million in 1600, 70 some years later
Uncle Ernie: Wow this weeks editorial is tittled Manifest Destiny!
cat: those are the sorts of numbers one writes a book of revelations about
Merlyn LeRoy: I hope todd didn't get too screwed up...
Ken: chapter 666 is a real good one
cat: too many /d/s?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Funny you should mention that, I got a plastic Jesus nitlite
cat: i was just in conquistador celebrating spain a few weeks ago
Ken: i love the plastic jesus song :)
cat: that sort of info much on my mind.
Sodom Clinton POWER!: $1.00 crafyed by froggy native boys
cat: far too many statues of ferdinand and isobella, los catolicos
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Half a Jesus on a 7 watt bulb
Uncle Ernie: Ah within 50 years of Columbus's arrival all the Amerinds in the Carribean were dead, every one!
Ken: all hail ferdy and izzy, who ran the jews out of spain along with the muslims
cat: cray fished by froggy little natives?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Arawaks bit the big one there
cat: maybe that's what happened to all the mexicans. they turned into frogs
Dexter Fong: ...and all the frogs turned into seagulls
Ken: they weren't *real* people anyway since they didn't already know jesus
Merlyn LeRoy: dammit, the last two digits of his IP address keep changing, that's why the reaper got him
cat: Kermit the Frog can do a remake of Dwarf: What are all these Mexicans doing here?
Merlyn LeRoy: He's probably on AOL
Ken: brian: can you put a warning about aol on the main page or would it not do any good?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: what about AOL?
cat: a hole by any other name...
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Just tell the AOL people to open IE
Sodom Clinton POWER!: then log in
Uncle Ernie: Sell all your stock in AOL and by body bags and coffins!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Ted's resigning from AOL etc
Ken: ernie: why not just stuff all the aol/tw people in the body bags?
Merlyn LeRoy: The reaper ignores the last digit of the IP address, but his last two digits are changing (but the third is always 188 or 189)
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Changing with the times
Uncle Ernie: Works for me Ken and sell the widows and orphans?
Merlyn LeRoy: so, I think it would work well enough...
Sodom Clinton POWER!: The widows and orphans market is tooo depressed
Ken: ship 'em back to where they came from. "uterus or bust"
Uncle Ernie: Sound business principle!
Sodom Clinton POWER! contemplates busted uteri
cat: my oil stocks are gushing
Ken: hmmm. busted uterus has tits?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I'll bet
cat: but now i regret selling my hydrogen fuel cell company
Uncle Ernie: Uteri ... Arminians ... string cheese?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Tits? Gimme 2!
Uncle Ernie: Sorry only one Tit to a customers!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Armanis?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: damn
cat: funny statues in the palace in madrid of women with 2 tits and 2 heads, then 4, etc
Uncle Ernie: Uncle misses his spell checker drats!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: They're better in pairs
Merlyn LeRoy: speaking of sodom, I heard of a great T-shirt:
I don't know any good samaritans, but I know a GREAT sodomite!
Ken: good in pairs, but better in apples
cat: maybe that's what that spanish warfare was for in the americas
cat: to try and breed women with more "accessories"
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Tits?
Uncle Ernie: Pairs yes I like Lesbians! Lesbians are our friends!
Ken: hell, i could never handle more than one at a time when i had the access to them
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Two's enough, all symmetrical and that
Merlyn LeRoy: It's a gala day for me...
Dexter Fong: Ken: You've got to learn to delagate
cat: like the dr. on southpark always breeding multi-assed monkeys
cat: only one, merlyn?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: ran out of purcell, drat
Merlyn LeRoy: "I don't think I could handle any more"
Ken: dex: i want to be a delegate to THAT convention!
Uncle Ernie: I get to handfle them next!
Merlyn LeRoy: they come with handles now?
cat: then the spanish bioengineers would strive for multi-penised men, with buckets of balls
Dexter Fong: The chair recognizes the delegate from Indiana
Ken: i come in shorts and quarts
Dexter Fong: K: YOu deliver ice cream in the summer?
cat: and tons of squas
Ken: yep, i'm the good humor man
Dexter Fong: K: Indeed =)
Sodom Clinton POWER!: bucckets of balls?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Try ordering THAT at KFC
Ken: do not get them hot, or else "great balls of fire"
cat: an antidote to burkas
Dexter Fong: Buckets of cheese balls
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I used to order "Fellatio of Fish" at Mc evils
cat: try putting the balls on the other side
Ken: yam: i bet that sailed right over their heads 99% of the time
Sodom Clinton POWER!: y
Dexter Fong: Ah...Hey Yam =)
Uncle Ernie: Look at them spin now! Cat those ball will mean your fortune!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: It was graet when one got it tho'
Merlyn LeRoy: shouldn't it be "fellatio fish", no "of"?
Dexter Fong: Merl: Your prolly thinking of suckers
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Y
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe leeches
Sodom Clinton POWER!: It's Fillet of Fish, originally
Sodom Clinton POWER!: mmmmm
cat: i can open my own pr firm
Merlyn LeRoy: technically, Fillet o' Fish
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Resemblence to actual fish is purely coincidental
Merlyn LeRoy: maybe Fillet O'Fish
Ken: the actual fish is called "hoki"
cat: like the reason wc fields refused to drink water: fish fuck in it
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Phillet o'Phish
Dexter Fong: Philly Oafish
Ken: anyone see the onion's take on inspections? http://www.theonion.com/onion3903/un_orders_wonka.html
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I thout the Fillet was actually a number of fish, sonme actually close to edible
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:34 PM and doctec steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cat: hilarious
doctec: hi gang
Sodom Clinton POWER!: doc
Ken: a number of fish is a school. i say put 'em back in kindergarten
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc, give the grape to Ken
cat: and speak of hilarious
Ken: hi tom
Uncle Ernie: Hi Doc?
doctec: just call me hilario "doc" gomez
Sodom Clinton POWER!: High Doc?
Dexter Fong: Hilario "doc" Gomez
doctec: don't bogart that grape
Merlyn LeRoy: my latest flash project (non-firesign related): http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/robot/
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'nurse judy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
cat: ready for another episode of mercury theatre?
Dexter Fong: Hey Nurse J
cat: the mercury's really going up in here.
doctec: nurse, my arm hurts when i do this...
Ken: hey hey hey, judy's here
cat: i better call my astrologer
nurse judy: tuna in
doctec: italian astrologer cosa nostradamus
Ken: he predicted you would say that 400 yrs ago
cat: hell, i bet you're always in, judy
Dexter Fong: "I'll offer him a prediction he can't refuse"
Merlyn LeRoy: call your gastrologer cat, the food's better
nurse judy: in or on
Ken: i'd like to always be in judy ;)
cat: lol
Sodom Clinton POWER!: In or out
cat: as long as he'
doctec: open wide and say aaaaaah
cat: he's not italian, merl
Sodom Clinton POWER!: cats are always that way
nurse judy: Not always that much fun
Uncle Ernie: Don't you trust her Ken cause then she'll want to see yours!
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dave inside, makes a note of the time (9:38 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Hi Dave
Ken: hey dave
cat: coming or going, dave
doctec: hey,dave's here
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Dave's not here!
Ken: ernie, i trust everyone until given a reason not to
Dave enters without the black dog, for once
doctec: or maybe he isn't
nurse judy: dave's not not here
Uncle Ernie: Who's Peggy?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Never trust me
Ken: good news, dave!
cat: paint em white. it'll improve their chances of avoiding the police
Merlyn LeRoy: he's gone prematurely gray
nurse judy: Has Austin made his non apprerance yet?
cat: spaulding?
Dave: sorry, I'm downloading so I'm going to be slower than usual, limited speeds here
doctec: note to self: paint myself white to avoid defection
Merlyn LeRoy: yes, he hasn't appeared tonight, yet
Ken: some turn gray, some turn loose. mine did both--what's left is turning gray
Ken: judy, not yet. i think he's scheduled not to be here in the next half hour
nurse judy: whiter than white cleaner than clean
cat: after 500 years, paint brown
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Grecian Phormulae I say
doctec: cleaner than anything!
cat: open up your cells and let go
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Looks natural
nurse judy: good i didn't want to not miss nothing
doctec: i'd open up my cell but the battery's low
Dexter Fong: Dance artificial
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I'm not cleaning after you open thosese cells, mister
Ken: if i open my cells, they will all escape. i have them detained without trial here
cat: on their A Shadwo Moves mushroom play, the firesign have a line: whiter than death, whiter than terror, or something like that. any of you know that?
nurse judy: you can phone a cell phone but you you can't cell a phone
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I got an interesting album tonite: "Forbidden but not Forgotten"
Ken: you CAN cellophane though
Sodom Clinton POWER!: and Tuna Fish!
Dexter Fong: Cat: I suspect few of us have heard much of the Mushroom material
nurse judy: I'm a stuttering fool
cat: ah
Ken: better than a futtering stool
nurse judy: I could eat some mushroom material
Merlyn LeRoy: people kiss in the mushroom, or eat porridge
Dave: speaking of tuning, I'll brb, gonna try this tuner I just downloaded for my guitar, I'll stay connected
cat: Shadow is my favourite mushroom play
Dexter Fong: Merl =)
cat: i'd put it on a par with anything they ever did after the first 4 albums
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Tuna on yr gutar?
cat: that's not counting nick danger or side A of electrician
doctec: brian: robot is cool
doctec: nice programming job there
Ken: salmon on the banjo
cat: i hope they release it and those other gems eventually
nurse judy: I'd rather put it in aspic
Sodom Clinton POWER!: My electrician is ALL side A
cat: cd?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Side B doesn't work
doctec: wax cylinder?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Y
Dexter Fong: Thought salmon was in the kitchen with dinner
cat: or just a really expensive electrician?
Merlyn LeRoy: thanks doc; only working on it since sunday, but I had the original idea when scott was about 8
Sodom Clinton POWER!: MoFo or MoFo somethiing like that
doctec: Mobile Fidelity Sound Labs
Merlyn LeRoy: MoFi? Mobile Fidelity
doctec: a.k.a. MFSL or MoFi
Sodom Clinton POWER!: God I wish I could type, just screwed that one up
Ken: mobile fidelity biochem labs?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Y MoFi
Uncle Ernie: LSMFT?
cat: its never bothered me, power
Merlyn LeRoy: MoFo is a Penn & Teller telepathic gorilla act
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Only on sunday
Ken: loose straps mean floppy tits
doctec: I like "MoFo Records", great name for a record company
nurse judy: power's not funny
Sodom Clinton POWER!: I thought so
Sodom Clinton POWER!: sorry
doctec: brian: yeah, i remember that now - lili and i saw penn & teller live in new haven a few yrs back
cat: actually, the proctor and bergman play Power is pretty funny
Sodom Clinton POWER! trys a weak grin
doctec: it's the only bit where you hear teller's voice (but you don't see him talking)
||||||||| Elayne sneaks in around 9:47 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Ken: grin's are ok, i don't like smirks though
doctec: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Merlyn LeRoy: I think Penn would be a good presidential candidate - he's tall, loud, and can fool large numbers of people
Uncle Ernie: HI E!
cat: hi el
Ken: hi e. tell us all about last week's unpleasantness
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Smirks are insincere
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: oi
nurse judy: speaking of flower powder
doctec: not only can he fool large numbers of people, he can do it in an entertaining way
Elayne: Ken, I'd prefer to just avoid the whole thing...
cat: and lieberman could be teller
doctec: ach du lieberman
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, they're the same guy, cat
cat: more bummers, el?
Uncle Ernie: What you all don't like our beloved Fuhrer Smirky the Wonder Chimp?
Merlyn LeRoy: "everything" too vague?
cat: lol, ern
Ken: ernie, he's very low on my list of desirables
nurse judy: everthing we know is vague
Elayne: Back in a minute. The neighbors are working in here, I need to get my earplugs.
doctec: brian: jeez can't you be more specific?
Merlyn LeRoy: teller could still be VP, they never talk in real life, anyway
Dexter Fong: on the other hand he's very high on my list of *undesireables*
doctec: judy: lol
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Someone on the Dutchess Greens NG actually compared him to Nixon
Ken: i did watch the state of the union tuesday night, the number of ovations equalled the number of times i almost barfed
Merlyn LeRoy: LET'S TALK REAL LOUD SO ELAYNE CAN STILL HEAR US
Uncle Ernie: But he's such a cute little west Texas Prairie Monkey!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Hell, you could ENJOY hating Nixon,
doctec: lili and i played the sotu drinking game during the speech - needless to say, i was hung over in a big way wednesday morning
cat: the firesign sure did
nurse judy: an armored dildo
Uncle Ernie: Funny thing is he got hald the ovations that Clinton when they were trying to impeach him interesting, no?
Dave: damn thing, the tuner is visual, the SR doesn't like it, DAMNIT
Merlyn LeRoy: the man you loved to hate, or the potatoe you loved to hat
Dexter Fong: Hating Nixon an acquired taste...I acquired it quite early in his career
Sodom Clinton POWER!: He's a freaking lobester wrangler, he is'
Uncle Ernie: ooops half ...
Merlyn LeRoy: bummer dave
Dave: tell me about it
Ken: dave, what's wrong with just tuning by ear?
nurse judy: my pants shoud be so high
cat: they smoke?
Merlyn LeRoy: I got a new mouse, but the companies web site seems to have corrupted drivers for the mac, none unpack
Dexter Fong: they touch the sky, NJ?
Ken: i know, it's hard to get your ear on those little knobs
doctec: one of my fave lines from natlamp radio dinner: "Anything but Nixon, man ... a blender ... anything!"
nurse judy: they fume
Uncle Ernie: A toaster!
Merlyn LeRoy: a toast to blenders
Ken: four slice?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Ypu'd chafe yr ears
Dave: it's ok, but I need a reference point, this Nick Drake song I'm trying to learn, well it says it's in standard but the notes seem to be about a half step above standard, I either am tuning my guitar all wrong or my perception of the notes is correct and whoever figured out the TAB is wrong
Dave: sorry that took awhile to write ken
cat: first radio i had didnt have a speaker, just an ear plug
Dave: I'm not a fast typer
Sodom Clinton POWER!: note: do not Open Kazaa during chat
nurse judy: it a crystal set
Sodom Clinton POWER!: you get a helluva lag
Ken: speed kills, dave
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Crystal Meth?
cat: it was shaped like a satelite
cat: a relic of the sputnik era
Uncle Ernie: Crystal T!
nurse judy: i'm suffering jag lag
Ken: yam: i got a new dog this week, a meth lab
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Sattelite iof Love?
Dave: sodom, doesn't Kazaa have Gader attatched to it? the spyware shit?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: lol Ken!
Uncle Ernie: I have a Methodist Lab in my Kitchen!
doctec: cat: i am holding off building more red shift sections until i get *all* the lines sliced up and in separate files - will make assembly much easier, also it will be easier to identify which of a multiple-take line is the best one
Sodom Clinton POWER!: N, I got Lite
cat: not a relic at the time. you yanks were going crazy staring at the thing in the sky with no us satelite up there to compete
cat: good idea, doc
Dave: ah
doctec: i should have them all sliced up by the end of the weekend
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Then Plymouth came out w/one and we were ok
Ken: doc slices, he dices, he purees, he juliennes!
Dave: I'm gonna get off and try to find a better tuner, be back on later
doctec: now how much would you pay?
Merlyn LeRoy: ok dave
||||||||| "Hey Dave!" ... Dave turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:56 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Sodom Clinton POWER!: You got Ron Popiel stashed in Back w/Little Emile then?
Ken: but wait, there's more! order now and get these 6 ginza knives at no extra charge
Elayne: Okay, I'm back. Not fade away!
nurse judy: dave's not here
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Dave?
doctec: another fine product from the folks who brought you pocket nuclear fusion lab
Uncle Ernie: With little Emile and 16 tailors
nurse judy: like toh pocket pool player
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Cold Fusion at that
Elayne: Sorry I took longer than anticipated, had to adjourn to the side table for a bomber.
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Free Power AND ice Cubes
doctec: is that a pool player in your pocket or are you happy to see me?
cat: ginza has knives?
Dexter Fong: I've got 5 thousand E-miles on Ebay
cat: its changed since i was there
doctec: snake knives
cat: eddy was a mountain
Elayne: Being in an altered state makes wearing earplugs and dealing with noisy neighbors a little easier to take.
nurse judy: so sharp they cut themselves
cat: good to hear, el, as it were
Ken: nelson eddy and the eddytones
Uncle Ernie: Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder!
doctec: ethyl was a tree growing off of her shoulder
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Ethel was a tree growing off of his shoulder
doctec: dang ernie - u beat me
doctec: and you got the quote right to boot!
Sodom Clinton POWER!: bah
Ken: e: i've been altered since the doctor did the slice and dice in late 70's
nurse judy: who would deal to noisy neighbors?
Uncle Ernie: Doc it's like Benny Hill said, You can kiss a ducks tail but you got to be quick!
doctec: ernie: lol
Sodom Clinton POWER!: ewwwww
Elayne: TMI, Ken, TMI!
Ken: three mile island?
doctec: i've been asked to say: tell the guys hi from naked lili at the top of the stairs (she just took a shower)
Dexter Fong: I must away to park my car..night to those who leave...
Ken: ooh, send pics, please!
Elayne: "Too Much Information"
Merlyn LeRoy: woo woo
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Sodom Clinton POWER!: The Hygienic European Lili?
Uncle Ernie: Later Dex!
doctec: ..so i'll just let that image roil around in you testosterone-infused types
Ken: aah, catherwood reset his clock
Elayne: Hi, Naked Lili, from Naked Elayn-- oops, TMI.
nurse judy: that's nothing take a look at this!!
doctec: back soon dex (we hope)
doctec: e: lol!
Uncle Ernie: Clocks getting closer!
Sodom Clinton POWER! cleans Catherwood's clock
doctec: klok's getting closer?
Uncle Ernie: Where is the Klockwork dog?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: dirty sucka, that was
doctec: walkies?
Merlyn LeRoy: hey doc, byron hasn't changed the file ownership of the web logs yet... is he around, do you know?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: He has ticks
Elayne: Oh, thought I'd mention that the fourth issue of Dean Motter's Electropolis is finally out. Very nice antique futurism. Kind of a clockwork Nick Danger.
doctec: yes he is - i'll remind him tomorrow
Uncle Ernie: Then we must Flea!
Elayne: Dean's a big Firesign fan.
Merlyn LeRoy: ok
Elayne: He tries to put in refs wherever he can, lots of "zip, beep"s and all.
Ken: antique futurism? an oxymoron
cat: a comic, el?
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Lord Byron?
nurse judy: Sorry you can't mention Firesign here
Elayne: Ken, Bozos is one of the great antique futurism bits of all time.
Elayne: Yes, Cat, a comic.
cat: ok, i'll woman shun firesign
Ken: i just never heard it called that before, but i guess it fits
Elayne: Bozos was a major influence on Dean, he's been writing and drawing stuff like this for a long time.
Uncle Ernie: Let me scare you with a little story Nursie!
cat: first time that's been plural in awhile that i can recall
Elayne: Yeah, it's "see how great 1975 looks when it's 1939" from a 1970 viewpoint. :) That's antique futurism.
Elayne: Steampunk is kinda antique futurism, of a sort.
nurse judy: it must be cathchin'
Uncle Ernie: A Fair for all and no fair to anybody!
Ken: i'm the shortstop
cat: bozos of course is riffing on the 39 more than the 64 NYworlds fairs
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Rubber roads to nowhere!
Elayne: Gaslamp too. Phil and Kaja Foglio have a great gaslap comic out called Girl Genius.
Elayne: Exactly cat, the World of the Future in 1939, which isn't at all like they promised.
Elayne: I'm still waiting for my personal jet pack.
Ken: i used to have a giant (4") replica silver dollar from the 39 fair that was chocolate. never had the courage to taste it though
nurse judy: Wild Wild West
Elayne: I think I have more of a chance of getting it, now that the Resident mentioned hydrogen bomb-- I mean, cars.
cat: i read a novel about that fair, by i think, doctorow?
doctec: i used images from the 1939 world's fair literature for the "mindless fellowship pavillion" fst message board
Sodom Clinton POWER!: Y
Sodom Clinton POWER!: EL
doctec: in honor of bozos
Uncle Ernie: Hydrogen Bomb Cars kewl we've become the terrorist ourselves eliminating the middle man brillant!
cat: there's a north van company that makes hydrogen fuel cells, el
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:07 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
nurse judy: no fair to anybody
Elayne: Yon trilon and perisphere, I see 'em.
cat: heavily involved with al lthe car companies
Sodom Clinton POWER!: oi
Ken: hi bun
Elayne: I think so too, Uncle E.
Elayne: Hi Bunnyboy!
cat: and speaking of north
Uncle Ernie: Hi BunnY?
Bunnyboy: "Look here, in the lining of his coat...BABY SHOES!"
doctec: hey bb
Merlyn LeRoy: hi bb
nurse judy: baby shoe bombs
Sodom Clinton POWER!: well, I'm gonna sack out
Sodom Clinton POWER!: later all
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:09 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Sodom Clinton POWER! by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Ken: sack out, shoo in
cat: SAC?
Bunnyboy: "BABY SHOES?!? That does it! I'll kill him! Wake the bum up!"
cat: dr. strangelove, i presume?
Ken: love IS strange, but sometimes good
Uncle Ernie: Uh oh it's that time again, Mr. Birdseed go to press!
nurse judy: I'm gonna marry a light house keeper
Bunnyboy: Just time for a wavearound tonite. Got some soup to burl.
doctec: oh luvvaboy....
Ken: later, ernie
Merlyn LeRoy: bye ue
cat: pressed birdseed. so that's where they're hiding the drugs
Bunnyboy: Daaaaaaaisy Lou!
Ken: nite, bun
Uncle Ernie: It's our second anniversary issues hrrp://issuesandalibis.org. Peace Y'all!
Elayne: Bye Unc!
Uncle Ernie: http even!
cat: you don't want your house heavily cleaned, judy?
doctec: nite unka
Bunnyboy: Ken: Oh, I'm still here, for a minnit er 2
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dave inside, makes a note of the time (10:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cat: by ern
||||||||| "10:11 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Uncle Ernie, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
doctec: dave is back?
nurse judy: dali bis?
Ken: dave is tops
Dave: hey again, I'm downloading so it'll be slow, sorry if I don't reply right away, refreshing takes awhile
doctec: the pause that refreshes
Elayne: Looks like Dex is fading a bit now...
Ken: i refresh with a nice warm shower
nurse judy: how refreshing
doctec: he's moving his car - alternate side of the street parking rules, ya know
cat: eobe, an underrated firesign alb um
Ken: speaking of warm, veritable heat wave here today, got up to 28. first time in 3 wks over 25
doctec: firesign threeater
cat: below?
nurse judy: refressing?
Bunnyboy: nurse: Finally read the top line. CLOCKWORK ORANGE ditty, eh?
Elayne: Wouldn't know about that, Tom, I'm still carless. :)
doctec: i love the material on eobe but hate the way it was mastered
Elayne: Yep Ken, some of us even had our winter coats open at lunchtime today. Above freezing in NYC!
cat: hmmm
cat: you mean compared to the first 4, doc?
doctec: way too soft except for the moment bergman slips off the cd - then it gets way too loud
cat: true, true
nurse judy: works better with the slide show
Bunnyboy: Picked up a DVD solely because I know it will eventually slip out of print: MARAT/SADE.
cat: i thought that might a game thing
Bunnyboy: Gawrsh, I miss Patrick Magee.
cat: i have that, nurse
doctec: the first four were recorded on analog and mastered for vinyl - and properly, i might add
cat: also the flick
doctec: eobe was a digital production, the conventional wisdom re cd mastering was not to master it too loud
cat: it was one of the first products of its technology at the time
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Spoor in through the front door at 10:16 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cat: what was that format called?
doctec: which is all well and good, but that moment when bergman slips off the cd - i can't ever play that cd without having to lurch for the volume knob & turn it down at that moment
Ken: were only some of the eobe's enhanced with computer stuff?
cat: true
Spoor: Hi All
cat: hi spoor
doctec: yo spoor
Ken: hey spoor
Bunnyboy: lo spoor
Elayne: Hey Spoor!
Spoor: Hiya, cat
cat: yeah ken, i got a copy of that from somebody
Spoor: Hey doctec
doctec: eobe was an all-digital production
cat: a slide show, as judy says
doctec: digitally recorded / mixed / mastered (DDD)
Bunnyboy: I better slide on over to the stove. Best goods, yez.
Dave: which one is eobe? I can't figure it out, sorry
doctec: nite bb
Bunnyboy: 3-D? You mean you hear...everything?
doctec: glad you could drop by
cat: eat or be eaten
Ken: eat or be eaten
Elayne: Bye BB!
Bunnyboy: Hubba hubba!
doctec: eobe came out in '85 i think
Ken: hanna barbera, bun
Dave: damn don't have that one, need it
cat: by bb
nurse judy: dendrilators
doctec: (singing) shoplifters - you're getting away with value
Dave: what's it about?
Spoor: Take Care, Bun
cat: i didnt get it til 96 and it came out in 1980?
Ken: dave: it's a weird one, for sure, but has its funny spots
nurse judy: it's short
Ken: you're trapped inside a video game
cat: about a computer game
||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes off, saying "10:19 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
doctec: the premise is that, in the course of playing a beta version of a cd-rom game, the player falls "into" the game
cat: it evolved from The Pink Hotel Burns down, on the lodestone tape
doctec: and can't get back out into consensus reality
nurse judy: Tron?
cat: some excellent music, and funny ads, though i thought too many of them
doctec: without ossman's input, there was greater focus on the "jokes"
Ken: "i read it in the toilet"
cat: true
cat: but also shorter than we'd come to expect
cat: and not wayne, nor shuster
Dave: far out, I like the adds sometimes, although napom olive got old after awhile
doctec: yes, it clocks in at around 36 minutes as i recall
nurse judy: DO made a non appearance
Ken: if i wasn't watching "the hunt for osama" on pbs, i'd put it on right now
cat: you have amazing recall doc
cat: i'll never let you in MY car again
doctec: now if i could only remember what i had for dinner last night... :)
Dave: brb again, gonna try another tuner, it's the third I've tried
Dave: will stay on though
cat: napalm is, hopefully a relic of its age, but it was such a common feature on the daily vietnam news of the time, it never grows old for me
Ken: we will be here or somewhere else
doctec: senior citizen personal ad: "MEMORIES: I can usually remember Monday through Thursday. If you can remember Friday, Saturday and Sunday, let's put our two heads together."
nurse judy: I'm now making a non appearance.
Ken: you're right, judy, i can't see you at all
cat: keep up your appearances, nurse
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:24 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs nurse judy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Elayne: Um, by, Judy.
cat: hey doc, while elaynes still here, have you mixed her voice into rule britannia yet?
doctec: yes
doctec: have not made an mp3 of that for you yet though
doctec: and i'm at lili's now so don't have access to that file
Elayne: Robin was doing some great voices today, he was switching from Liverpudlian to Scruffy Boy Souf O' London on the subway. :)
cat: i'm looking forward to her and robins' feedback on that scene
Elayne: Doing it whilst reading comic book dialogue. Cracked me up.
Elayne: We're looking forward to hearing it.
doctec: e: i'll put the mp3 up on my web site and point you to the url so you can hear it
cat: good for you 2, el
Ken: how can you look to hear?
Elayne: Thanks, Tom! I'll let Robin know, and I'll probably blog about it. :)
cat: i have some subway pictures from Oriente station in Lisbon to show you, el
doctec: cat: do you mind if i put it in context by including the rest of what i have finished so far?
Elayne: Haven't done a Firesign'y blog for awhile.
cat: took them especially for you
Elayne: Wow, thanks!
cat: i dont mind at all, doc
doctec: ok
doctec: this weekend i'll take care of that
cat: how's it goin, spoor?
cat: great news abvout the delayed mark time deadline
cat: always a good idea to postpone death
Spoor: OK, cat, how U doin?
Elayne: Take your time, Tom. (By the way, I'm on vacation all next week, staying home and lazing. Good chance to get Robin caught up on more Firesign.)
doctec: yeah no f*cking sh*t
Merlyn LeRoy: what's the mark time deadline, cat?
cat: good for robin
doctec: i need all the marked time i can get to finish this thing on time
doctec: according to the mark time web site, april 1
Ken: i only use unmarked thyme
cat: i meant good vs mar 1
cat: narc'd time?
doctec: merck thyme
Ken: do you use the merck manual? i like the automatic better
Merlyn LeRoy: are you talking about red shift, or something else?
cat: you stole my stash from me. this is a frame up
doctec: red shift
doctec: cat's hired me to do the production
doctec: seeing as how shenshoel crapped out
cat: a blue screen frame up. for shooting red shift, the Movie
doctec: and cat's focus is on video work at the moment
cat: learning more and more from that cinematography class.
Merlyn LeRoy: ah
Ken: video is best when focused
Spoor: Yes, some uncomplicated peoples still believe that myth.
cat: did some test shots on Maya this afternoon. she's definitely not right for the lighting
doctec: unless you want that "what's wrong with the camera" effect
doctec: have to take a break - first course of dinnah is being served
doctec: will stay connnect though
Elayne: Well, I'm goodly stretched enough that I ought to mosey. See y'all next week!
Ken: how does he make his voice do that?
Ken: nite, e
Spoor: Bi E
Dave: I've returned for the time being, did ya miss me? huh huh huh? did ya?
cat: by e
Ken: dave, we've been in tears the entire time
cat: of course, dave
Spoor: I missed sour milk once
cat: you're so much harder to hit than sighted people
Ken: cat, i think you're got that backwards
Ken: just don't talk or fart and he can't aim at you
cat: morally,. as opposed to geometrically, ken
Ken: leave euclid out of this!
Merlyn LeRoy: I love my wife, but oh euclid
Dave: please don't fart, for the sake of my sanity, er, no, I've lost it, just, don't fart
cat: el cid? you clid? let's call the whole thing off
Ken: isn't there a rap band by that name--insane fart posse?
||||||||| 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...
Ken: speaking of bands, anyone see santana on letterman last night? he's still in great form
cat: yep
cat: well i saw him on leno, but maybe they're the same guy
Dave: nope, sorry
cat: i heard that song in france and really liked it. glad i finally got it on tape
Ken: could be i got my shows mixed up. i know it was last night, doing a duet with some chick
Dave: does he still think his guitar is a snake?
Ken: dave: he plays it that way sometimes
Dexter Fong: I am return-ed
Ken: slowly i re-turn......
Dexter Fong: Ken you direct me to the Susquehanna Hat Factory?
Dave: step by step
Ken: who's on first?
Ken: oops, wrong skit
Dexter Fong: The comic
cat: ken, i saw and taped him singing that song on leno last night
cat: only heard it twice before but really liked it. reminded me of santana-loving Tiny
Ken: carlos is one of my musical idols
Dexter Fong: Juan Carlos?
Merlyn LeRoy: santa - santana - santayana
Dexter Fong: Marie-Juan Carlos?
Ken: de españa
Ken: brian: they all have satan in them
Dexter Fong: El SPAGNOLA
cat: spain has far too much history.
cat: thankfully its offset by great food, booze and architecture
Dexter Fong: Let's take some away after we get done with Iraq
Ken: bomb 'em back to the middle ages. bring back the moors
Dexter Fong: and the fens too
cat: spain began to go downhilll in 1492. thankfully the direction has been reversed
Dave: guitar tuner # 4 is being downloaded
Ken: leave the coopers alone for the wine barrels
cat: although apparently, just recently.
Dave: I'm trying to find one that goes below standard tuning so I can tune to Nick's tunings
cat: my servants are in those wine barrels
Dexter Fong: My e-servants are in those barrels
Ken: good luck with this one, dave. they say third time is the charm, you have disproved that one
Dexter Fong: My servants are your servants Cat
Ken: and i'm your humble serpent
cat: only tolkein quote on a firesign album, that i can think of
Dexter Fong: So said Servantes
Dave: I'm just, here
Spoor: where??
cat: though nancy's ring as tolkein connection mentioned by austin on the linter notes to the first cd a real revelation to me
cat: speaking of cervantes, best public statue i saw in europe was to cervantes in madrid
Dexter Fong: Cat: ummmmmm...
Dexter Fong: re; the ring reference that is
Ken: how about best pubic statue?
cat: about the only one that wasnt to a war, a religion, or someone too obscure for my guidebooks
cat: that one was in toledo
Dave: lol ken
Dexter Fong: I saw a statue of a giant mud hen in Toledo
cat: well if the firesign were thinking about it when they put that in there, i guess they know of what they speak, dex
Dave: be back, gonna test # 4
cat: i'll send you a pic, ken
Dexter Fong: Number 4....number 4....
Dave: soon I'll be ready for symptom 6!
Ken: toledo ohio? ever go to tony packo's there?
cat: in spain, they have a lot of art in museums that's been made available to the blind
Dexter Fong: Oooohh nobodys ever been that sick before
cat: textured paintings, etc
Dexter Fong: I like the cord'duroy ones
Ken: water color and charcoal would not be a good choice for that
cat: no, we went to a museum in toledo dedicated to some dude who did pretty good nudes. lots of stone pubic hair
Ken: those stone pubic hairs are hell when you get them between your teeth
Dexter Fong: He had crabs...followed old cure...whiskey and sand
cat: a fair amount of public erotic art in spain
cat: and unlike italy, the naked women dont all look like men
Dexter Fong: and no fare to anybody
Spoor: The amusing musem of mum and other collectables
Ken: some of raphael's stuff was nice, and they looked like women
Dexter Fong: she don't tell em...mu's the word
Dexter Fong: mum
Spoor: Ahh, the mummers
Dexter Fong: those Philly Cheese steaks
Spoor: too many feathers, banjos and cheesesteaks
Merlyn LeRoy: billy mumy'll put you in the cornfield
Dexter Fong: a trifecta by god
Dexter Fong: Spoor: Sounds like a psychadelic 60's group =)
Spoor: Aren't they a part of the Bureau of Western Mythology
Ken: cheesesteak good, banjo ok, feathers no
cat: yeah, that was about as good as italian art got. some of it was "nice"
Dexter Fong: Spoor: Isn't it Bullwinkle's Mythology?
Ken: not a myth, but a mythter
Dexter Fong: by an E-mile
cat: a tiny bit of it wasn't boring, or else downright offensive
Spoor: Rococo's Rocky and the moose
cat: of course, that's true with the art of most countries, but only italy brags about it being the world centre of beauty, food, other bullshit
Merlyn LeRoy: hey, some cool real myths, protoceratops fossils are probably what created the griffin legend
Dexter Fong: Another schizophrenic role for Procter
cat: you think, merl?
||||||||| 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 The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn LeRoy: they're found all over where griffin legends seem to originate, and they had beaklike mouths and were as big as lions
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Spoor: Like proc voiceover work, another blanc
cat: and austinocaurus the origin of the Sabine myth/
Ken: leno tonight: goo goo dolls, dana carvey, tarantula expert
cat: what's up, mel?
Merlyn LeRoy: dana carvey is branching out
Spoor: By Fudd I think, cat
Dexter Fong: as a tree sturgeon
Ken: someone fertilized him?
Merlyn LeRoy: "dana carvey, tarantula expert"
Dexter Fong: afk for drink
Ken: oh, i see what you're saying. no, they are separate people
Spoor: 10 - 10 -10 spinkle on fertilizer??
cat: depends on what you call people
Ken: spoor: use fish meal, keeps nosy neighbors far away
Merlyn LeRoy: a dangling modifier
Spoor: My fly's up
Ken: at my age, mine dangles damn near all the time
Dexter Fong: I've got a dangling Teddy Boy
Ken: you don't have to bring up roosevelt right now, do you?
Spoor: Ted Kennedy??
Dexter Fong: Anyone know where El senor Klok is tonight?
Ken: haven't heard from him lately
Dexter Fong: I'm missing my weekly ration of extreme and detailed esoterica =)
Dexter Fong: it was Mods and Teddy Boys (England-60's?)
Ken: i almost dread emails from him because once i start chasing his links, i'm lost for hours :)
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dave close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 11:07 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Dexter Fong: Ken lol
Ken: but i always learn something new!
Dexter Fong: Yes Ken
Dave: hehe, well, tuner # 4 froze my computer
Dexter Fong: we all do I believe
Ken: well dave, success?
Merlyn LeRoy: it's cold out
Ken: oh, the answer as i hit "send"
Dave: brb, gonna find # 5 and hope it works
Dexter Fong: Dave: Perhaps its frequency coincided with the frequency of your PC?
Dexter Fong: A 10,000,040
Ken: 27 days this month with highs below 32, and today is the 30th
Spoor: Dave, tune the universe, it needs it!
Dexter Fong: Not much better here Ken, but rumor of maybe 45 this weekend
Ken: 3" of slushy snow overnight. oh joy!
Merlyn LeRoy: where are you located,ken?
Ken: i should not be giving you the local weather report but the news is on and i thought it was interesting
Ken: southwest michigan
Dexter Fong: Give us Shadow traffic too Ken
Ken: this forecast is from south bend indiana station
Merlyn LeRoy: that's hardly unseasonal weather
Dexter Fong: There all bent over in the south
Ken: dex, i would do that for you, but my copter sound effects are out to lunch
Merlyn LeRoy: you use the "hand" method to indicate geography there?
Ken: anyone here into the blues at all? i went last saturday night to south bend and saw liz mandville greeson. great singer/writer, so-so guitarist. but sexy as all getout
Dexter Fong: There! all bent over in the south ------>
cat: shadows stuck in traffic. frodo saved again
cat: get out of what, ken?
Dexter Fong: Cat =)
Ken: on the hand, i'm almost on the wrist under the ring finger
cat: froid covers the east
Ken: cat: that shirt she wore was very low cut, and no bra
cat: a ring finger?
Merlyn LeRoy: I think more states should be shaped like body parts
Merlyn LeRoy: there's michigan and italy...
cat: would make maps more educational
Ken: i moved here from florida, the penis of the united states
Dexter Fong: MerL: Most of em seem to be run by people who *are* body parts
cat: governed by a bush
Merlyn LeRoy: oh yes, forgot that one
Ken: lol, cat!
Dexter Fong: I da Ho!
Dave: I was hoping someone would point that out, but where're the balls?
Dexter Fong: On the other side Dave
Ken: beat me to it, dex
Dexter Fong: 8 to the bar, gentlemen?
Ken: tiny used to make that joke all the time
Dexter Fong: good choice =)
cat: am i watching columbo, or is columbo watching me?
Dexter Fong: Columbo is watching you eat Columbo yogurt
Merlyn LeRoy: are you still in spain, cat?
Ken: i passed on colombo tonight, he went to a rave
Dexter Fong: He was boring ten years ago
Ken: he's older now. not sure if that's better or not. good for wine and cheese, bad for meat and bread
Dexter Fong: BTW boys, my car was towed away sometime Tues or Wed....by a fucking film crew who didn't notify local precinct of its where abouts
Merlyn LeRoy: an adult film?
Ken: where DO you go when you're toad away?
Dexter Fong: Obviously not Merl =)
Dexter Fong: Ken: You go from agency to agency vainly seeking its location
Ken: did you know you weren't supposed to park there?
Spoor: That chase scene they were filming, that wasn't your car??
Dexter Fong: It was a legal spot with no notification of a filming
Dexter Fong: Spoor: No I was doing the chasing
Ken: sucks. i'm sure you had to redeem it with cash though
Merlyn LeRoy: hit the idiots for all the costs
Dexter Fong: K:No...the cops drove me and the wife around and we found it 2 blocks away with 2 tickets on it
Merlyn LeRoy: tickets to the movie they were filming?
Dexter Fong: Wife called Mayors office of Film kissing up to and they said they'd take care of it
Ken: i hope you know a good attorney. well, none are good, at least a decent one
Merlyn LeRoy: this just in: "shoe bomber" jailed for life
Dexter Fong: anyone see article about woman on Joe the Millionaire show...ex bondage and discipline film star..put her self through law school doing it
Dexter Fong: Sounds about right to me
Ken: yeah, it fits the occupation
Merlyn LeRoy: yeah, pics are up on www.thesmokinggun.com
Dexter Fong: Daily news front page today...Pics of sadam and her: Caption Sadam and Gomorrah
Spoor: That's shoes for prison...
Dexter Fong: Nice Spoor=)
Dexter Fong: "I will defend Islam by blowing up my feet
Dexter Fong: and inflating my shoes
Merlyn LeRoy: "blowing up" your shoes?
Dexter Fong: El AL Air Jordans
Merlyn LeRoy: lol dex
Merlyn LeRoy: do they still use feet in shoes, or are they metric now?
Dexter Fong: They use a more lasting measurement
Merlyn LeRoy: step by step, inch by inch
Dexter Fong: "as Merl sneaks up on the rabid tiger, we'll stay here on top of the elephant
Ken: like a rajah of old
Dexter Fong: The Rajah of Hornsberry
Merlyn LeRoy: I shoot the elephant in my pyjamas
Spoor: Who's going to clean up after the elephant in the White House?
cat: you, the people
Dexter Fong: Let's just get him back in his cage first Spoor
Ken: don't worry, cheney will hide it all and get injunctions against release
Spoor: the little guy
Dexter Fong: who's behind is it?
Merlyn LeRoy: say, what was the animal for the reform party? donkey, elephant, ..?
Dexter Fong: Shrew
Ken: platypus
cat: the elephant owns the supine court, the congress, of course the dubya as if he were in charge, and the mouse
cat: where is thomas nast when we need him?
Dexter Fong: Killed in the gangs of new york
cat: or you do, i just watch in bemusement over the border
Merlyn LeRoy: it was a plot by tammany hall
Spoor: Get Cheney a Die-hard for his pacemaker, keep him goin' in cold weather.
Dexter Fong: Thought you were in VanC Cat
doctec: wow, what a fantastic meal
doctec: so, what did i miss?
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc; thought you might have been drawn up the stairs to that phony 2-door balustrade
Merlyn LeRoy: have a johnny cup?
Spoor: use the napkin, doc, you missed a spot
Ken: and rumsfeld has a hard-on for the country
Dave: must go, bye all
Dexter Fong: If you want it cleaned doc, you'll have to leave a deposit
doctec: rumsfeld is the spawn of the devil (along with most of the administration)
Ken: bye dave
Spoor: Later Dave
Merlyn LeRoy: I have the flu, so I smoke like a chimney
Dexter Fong: Night Dave
Merlyn LeRoy: bye dave
doctec: nite dave
Dexter Fong: Merl: It's good to vent
Dexter Fong: But you may need open hearth surgery if you don't cut down
Ken: especially if you do it like the cartoon guys, through the ears
doctec: dex is on fire
Dexter Fong: That's not grate
doctec: dex is burnin' hot
Merlyn LeRoy: hee hee
Dexter Fong: Doc: Are you coaxing me for more? =)
Ken: looks like dave will take his chances with the reaper
doctec: and we all know how that will end up
Merlyn LeRoy: listening to too much pete ceegar
Dexter Fong: Nobody Beats the Reaper Maam
Spoor: Maybe the reaper can tune his guitar
Dexter Fong: Got all wrapped up in him Merl:?
Dexter Fong: Speaking of cigars: Love Ossmans, cigar add thing, on wierdly
Merlyn LeRoy: dreamo cigars
Dexter Fong: yes
Ken: wrapped up in the reaper, episode 5
Dexter Fong: "..and there came a wrapping on the door..."
Dexter Fong: It was a gift
Dexter Fong: from heaven
Ken: quoth the raven, "nevermore"
Dexter Fong: I opened it and saw a bright white light
Ken: the refrigerator?
Dexter Fong: some asshole had driven up on my lawn
Dexter Fong: and it wasn't even an SUV
Dexter Fong: Park and Lockit he inquired
Spoor: oh light that blind, look out for me....
Dexter Fong: Im not Responsible...2 doors down
Dexter Fong motions "jump in anytime" =)
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, 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...
Dexter Fong: glad that's over
Ken: guise and disguise, i'm losing it here to the yawns. will check in next week
Dexter Fong: Check in please Mr. and Mrs John "ken" Smith
Spoor: I'll be following you out the door, ....Nite all.... take care
Ken: checking out here :) g'nite all
||||||||| Around 11:41 PM, Spoor walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: Night Spoor
||||||||| Ken departs at 11:41 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: How's things Doc?
doctec: oops, sorry
doctec: got distracted
Dexter Fong: 'so kay
doctec: "Things" are ... well ... "things"
Merlyn LeRoy: we are breaking up
doctec: we can rebuild it - make it stringer - faster -
Dexter Fong: It's your antenna Merl:
doctec: strangler
doctec: stand a little to the left
Merlyn LeRoy: my aunt enna?
doctec: and hold your right arm out at a 45 degree angle
Merlyn LeRoy: she wears the tinfoil hats
doctec: that should help
Dexter Fong: inventor of the 'enna rinse
doctec: static in the attic?
Dexter Fong: Attics....ummmm....baseball cards and comics.....that your mother threw away when you left home
doctec: riiight
cat: watching colombo, other sri lankan cities
cat: you back, doc?
cat: or the same old front?
doctec: for the most part
Dexter Fong: Are they still above water down there cat?
doctec: dinner was lovely, vodka tonics kicking in, don't know how much longer i will last here
cat: it keeps raining. but we're used to it
cat: my gnocchi not so good 2nd day
cat: maybe i should have summoned a second dei
Dexter Fong: You got no key...give it all to sound effects man?
cat: frist columbo i've seen that uses a computer
Merlyn LeRoy: I'm busy elsewhere for a bit...
cat: maybe i can summon the lt. to teach me how to use mine
doctec: i remember having lunch with a friend in nyc at an italian restaurant
Dexter Fong: He'll just drop his cigar in it
cat: let me know if you want a wav of any of that wow stuff, doc
Dexter Fong: ah...good times, my firend =)
Dexter Fong: Just once Doc?
doctec: no a number of times
doctec: anyway my friend ordered gnocchi with these small shell pastas - don't remember what they are called
doctec: it was like a starch bomb
Dexter Fong: really =)
Dexter Fong: was wondering about the double starch order
doctec: i could never understand why you'd have dumplings *with* pasta - and it was in a cheese sauce to boot
doctec: needless to say, he really regretted ordering that
doctec: three bites and you're totally bloated
Dexter Fong: Waiter(s) must have been falling out laughing
doctec: cat: i will listen to the wow mp3 and let you know
Dexter Fong: I think i shall away, night Fire friends
doctec: also i had a thought - what if the orson line starts out being read by young orson and morphs into ossman's orson?
doctec: nite dex
||||||||| "Hey Dexter Fong!" ... Dexter Fong turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:52 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
doctec: i think i'm getting out of here to - email me about the orson line cat
doctec: nytol....... (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
||||||||| "11:55 PM? I'm late!" exclaims doctec, who then runs out through the French doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| 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..
cat: we all die eventually
Merlyn LeRoy: hey, I'm back,
Merlyn LeRoy: but no one else is...
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cat - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Merlyn LeRoy says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn LeRoy exits at 12:10 AM.
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Bone-E-Boi disembarks at 1:34 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn inside, makes a note of the time (1:35 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn: hey BEB
Merlyn: ...?
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 1:38 AM.
||||||||| It's 1:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bone-E-Boi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please log off for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:

Bunnyboy
cat
Dave
Dexter Fong
doctec
Elayne
Ken
Merlyn LeRoy
Merlyn
nurse judy
Sodom Clinton POWER!
Spoor
Tod
Uncle Ernie

URL References:
http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/robot/
http://www.theonion.com/onion3903/un_orders_wonka.html
www.thesmokinggun.com

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