Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
02/10/2005

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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 February 10, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| eddy enters at 12:49 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| It's 1:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| eddy - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers The Missing Johnny Piano into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 7:37 PM, then departs.
The Missing Johnny Piano: Hey, I saw my name mentioned here recently...just wanted to let it be known I am alive, but very immersed in recording my band's third album. Shoes For Industry!
The Missing Johnny Piano: And no, that's not the name of either the band or the album...
The Missing Johnny Piano: For more details, visit http://www.theoohs.com (and drop me a line if there's a good place to acquire mp3s from last week's Firesign concert webscast!
The Missing Johnny Piano: Welcome back to Ahclem & Bambi!
||||||||| The Missing Johnny Piano says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, The Missing Johnny Piano exits at 7:41 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers carrot into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:54 PM, then departs.
||||||||| "8:56 PM? 8:56 PM!!" says Catherwood, "BOB should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as BOB enters and sits on the couch.
BOB: hey you have red hair too!
BOB: uh oh
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 10, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
BOB: TY Catherwood!
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 9:02 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
llanwydd: whaz real?
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 9:03 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Merlyn: More vegetables
BOB: ah, clem....
llanwydd: hey moyl
llanwydd: how was the show merl? tell us about the excitement!
||||||||| ah,clem enters at 9:06 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
BOB: it was 98! khj....
Merlyn: It wuz lotsa fun
Merlyn: the excitement was so thick, you could suck it through a straw hat
BOB: nice hat!
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: 'a few minutes with FireSign Theatre, dear friends'
llanwydd: those straw hats are very resilient.
llanwydd: I'm waiting for straw eyeball hats
Merlyn: By the way, I'm not a mohel
BOB: blogner's what?
||||||||| cease enters at 9:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease: hi merl. how was the la show?
llanwydd: hey cat!
Merlyn: like the seattle show, only a bigger stage
ah,clem: cannot get enough bandwidth to be live, so we present this encore presentation
cease: i heard the san jose show on the radio tuesday night, or the first half. same as the marin show only with santa cruz refs
cease: is this a repeat, ah clem?
BOB: they are all repeats aren't they?
llanwydd: Is the whole run over, cat?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:14 PM, dragging Elayne by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Elayne: Hey! I was a bozoette in high school!
cease: hi el
llanwydd: hi elayne
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Merlyn: yes llan, the last show was the LA show, though they may revive it later
cease: morse science, el?
Elayne: Sorry I couldn't stay awake long enough for the second half of the show last Friday.
ah,clem: is a repeat of the first CNI FST show... as I have no bandwidth tonight, net gone wierd.
BOB: dit dit dit dah
Elayne: Sorry Cat, no morse science in these United Snakes.
llanwydd: thanks merl
Elayne: After all, we've got the Creation Museum now! http://www.answersingenesis.org/museum/
llanwydd: the first time you hear it it sounds like "More Science".
Merlyn: llan, did you see the notice about the stage version of electrician and dwarf?
Elayne: LESS science, more blind faith, sayeth the Powerhouse Church of Karl Rove!
Merlyn: www.firesigntheater.com/updates/00183.html
BOB: ground zero...
cease: oh that's right
Elayne: Cool, Brian, so what you're saying is they're all going up to pay David and Judith a visit and have a bit of vacation. :)
Elayne: Cat, are you going to that, and if so can you score me some Whidbey Liqueur?
Merlyn: No, just David and Orson Ossman in the production
llanwydd: I think I did see that, merl. It's Ossman's "Live From the Islands", isn't it?
cease: yeah, ossie asked me to promote it on the chat. so everybody, go to whidbey island!
Merlyn: I don't know if it'll be on the radio or not
cease: el, i'm definitely going and i'll pick up some of that for you
Elayne: Ah, sorry Brian, I sometimes skim too fast. Wow, Orson probably would be old enough to play Peorgie now... frightening...
Merlyn: I'm going to wait to see if I get employment before deciding whether to go
Elayne: Thanks Cat, I still curse David for introducing us to that and finding out that I couldn't find it at all when I got home...
Merlyn: Orson IS playing porgie
Elayne: Yes, I know, Brian, that's why I said it's frightening to realize that he's at that age already. Gah, I'm old...
Merlyn: I pointed out to him in LA that he has 12.5% of the DNA of Firesign Theatre
Merlyn: still, he's a young porgie
cease: he'll be great as peorge
Elayne: LOL, Brian!
Merlyn: david is still playing George Tirebiter
||||||||| "9:21 PM? I'm late!" exclaims carrot, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:21 PM and late as usual, it's carrot, just back from Billville."
Merlyn: carrot is silent, but busy
Elayne: Hello Carrot!
Elayne: I mean, goodbye Carrot!
llanwydd: at least carrot went out on his own
BOB: dang, now I am the only red headed stepchild
llanwydd: not with one of these diseases that go around on this board
Merlyn: maybe it's the Flaming Carrot
Elayne: Ut!
cease: maybe he went back to hang out with artie choke and beet tik
BOB: whooosh!
Elayne: No, I'm pretty sure his battle cry is "Ut!", not "whoosh!"...
cease: carrot is a topic of conversation on the majority report
BOB: still sounds better than "Go Blue"
cease: blue carrots?
BOB: blue roots
||||||||| "9:26 PM? I'm late!" exclaims carrot, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
llanwydd: you can get blue carrots if ye wants em
||||||||| Catherwood leads carrot inside, makes a note of the time (9:26 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: carrot is back
Elayne: I do not neither have blue roots!
cease: welcome back, veg head
BOB: hey root boy!
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:28 PM, dragging Dave by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease: hey dave
Dave: evening good friends dear you are how doing?
llanwydd: hi dave
BOB: eye Dave!
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bubba's Brain inside, makes a note of the time (9:29 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Elayne: Hello Dave, Bubba!
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
llanwydd: hey bub
Merlyn: hey bb
Dave: ah a week in the nation's capital capitol, can't wait
||||||||| Bambi enters at 9:30 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
llanwydd: hey bambi!
Bambi: howdy
Dave: slow tonight
Elayne: Hey Bambi! I just noticed CNI is up. :)
cease: bambi. bamb's away!
cease: you went to dc, dave? i'm going there in may
BOB: woo hooo!
Dave: has anyone heard from Ken at all? I thought he'd be back by now
Dave: now cat, going there next week
Dave: too bad otherwise we could've met
Bambi: yep, sure is E!
Elayne: Jim's sounding a little paranoid as to whether people like him. ;)
Bambi: is it live or is it memorex LOL
Dave: Jim's not gonna play FST?
cease: did you hear the stuff i sent you, dave?
cease: i was talking to austin about the old detective tales when we hung out during the seattle show
BOB: CNI is playing a replay I guess
Dave: have listened to some of it, but is there another part to the 3 stooges piece? on the disc it only says "part one"
cease: only one part, dave. maybe a kerouac joke
Dave: I like it, the detective stuff, it gets slightly predictable though after awhile, or that's just my opiniong
cease: we'll meet one of these days, dave
||||||||| "9:36 PM? 9:36 PM!!" says Catherwood, "klokwk-kim-il-dog should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as klokwk-kim-il-dog enters and sits on the couch.
Bubba's Brain: A guy was asking me today about a firesign routine with two guys on horseback riding into a canyon... ring any bells with anyone?
Elayne: Helloo Klok!
llanwydd: hey klok
BOB: klippity klop
cease: yeah the old detective is basically him falling for some "dame" each episode. the non-detective stuff is more interesting, especially house of little men and the precipace of angels
Dave: nope, but I'm not as versed or vursed as the others here
Bubba's Brain: hey klok!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: isgun chel ho, everyone!
Elayne: Bubba, I don't know about the horseback, but maybe he was thinking about the ending of Everything You Know is Wrong, where they all go into the hole after Reebus Caneebus.
Dave: is that on the stuff you gave me? if so I haven't gotten there
BOB: u2 kkid
cease: yes. part of the same audio book. hi klok
llanwydd: what if the big river floods into the hole
Bambi: we are having trouble with our internet connection tonight ... redialed half a dozen times already within the last hour
cease: hey bub, did lodestone make lotsa money during the tour?
BOB: will be hairy
cease: i was surprised to see a flyer selling neal amid, starring phil proctor!
Dave: is there any way to turn up the volume on the stream? level's a bit low on this end, have my vol up pretty high
cease: he had a couple of lines, but austin was the star of the show. anyway, i hope you sold tons of firesign stuff
Dave: and where did this one come from?
Elayne: Dave, the sound just went way down on mine as well, I think it's part of the connection problem.
Elayne: Dave, it's definitely a Dear Friends record, but I don't know which one.
Bambi: the show is a replay ... due to our connection problems
Bubba's Brain: My only thought was that it might be Temporarily Humbolt County.... one could certainly see in ones minds eye the Indians as being on horseback....
BOB: level is ok here
Dave: I don't have any of the DF stuff, didn't ol' doctor headphones have it all on his erm, server
klokwk-kim-il-dog: if it's drugs you want...
BOB: is the sound check guy
Elayne: I'm afraid that's about it for me today, I have a bit of blog-reading to catch up on. See you next week!
BOB: by EL
BOB: be well
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Dr. Headphones sez hi, last contacted at 10PM the other night, chugging his way up some mountain in PA at 29¢ a mile...
Bubba's Brain: sorry, cat... put it together at last minute (flyer, that is)
klokwk-kim-il-dog: nite E
Elayne: Night all!
llanwydd: night e
||||||||| "9:41 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Elayne, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: bye el
Bubba's Brain: final figures aren't in yet.
Dave: really klok? good, any idea when he'll be back? any info welcome
klokwk-kim-il-dog: anyone who didn't get the email with contact info for Ken (Dr. H) sound off and I'll get U the details (such as Ilanw)
llanwydd: elayne went out the french doors too. suppose we all get to go out the french doors?
cease: not important, bub. my only interest in selling any seem real product is to help put pennies in Your pocket and help keep Firesign stuff available to the public in anyway
ah,clem: would chat more, but our net connection tonight sucks, that is why the replay of "a few minutes"
klokwk-kim-il-dog: he may be home this weekend for a couple of days; don't plan on his participating in chats too much or fixing the server
cease: doors have tongues?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: and grooves, cat
Dave: here here klok
BOB: and ducktail joints
cease: you must be jesus retardo
||||||||| carrot sneaks away to The Sitting Room...
BOB: or was it cocktail joints
Bubba's Brain: BTW... cat, do you know if the red shift is close to being ready?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: truckstop wireless connections cost $$$ and he still has to get a laptop. first, he has to get some spare money...
Merlyn: If anyone wants to make a station ID using Bergman's voice, you can do it here: www.firesigntheater.com/ids
Dave: cat sent it you email
cease: follow in your book and repeat after me as we learn our next 3 words in french: kiss, letter, boudoir
BOB: coold
cease: ok dave, i['ll chekc my email box
Bambi: speaking of blogs: I have a new one: http://bambismusings.blogspot.com/
cease: and refrain from a double entendre for a few minutes
Bubba's Brain: That was fast, Merlyn.
||||||||| carrot has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:45 PM.
llanwydd: just Tuesday morning I did a performance of "Diary of Anne Frank" in front of more than 1000 school kids in at a huge school in a small town called Philadelphia, NY.
BOB: nice idea for ids
cease: bub, doc would be the guy to ask about red shift. let's just say our production updates when he was here were not successful
Bambi: good to see everyone ... what little time we can actually see the conversation in chat ... like JL said our connection sucks...keeps redialing.
BOB: bookmarked!
Dave: that does suck bam
cease: doc does the cd covers so can have cds for you as soon as he can get around to printing them up i guess
carrot: Does anyone know if Firesign theater ever used the line "if I could just get down from this horse" in one of their skits?
Dave: I have a copy, good stuff there
Merlyn: You get down off a duck
cease: in a live show, possibly. it sounds like zacharriah. but on their albums, i'd say no
Dave: good line
carrot: Hi Dave, where can I get a copy?
Dave: I meant red shift
cease: you don't NEED covers, dave.
Dave: ok they've gone from good to rambling, is this on the DF album? anyone know
Dave: oh that's true Cat, never thought of that
Dave: I just wish I could read all the liner notes to my CDs, they don't scan very well
llanwydd: is what on df, dave?
Dave: the piece being played over the stream
llanwydd: alas, I cannot hear the stream
Dave: pity, you can tell it's improv
Dave: thanks klok
cease: heard any more from kend, klok?
cease: hey, eddie izzard on majority report tomorrow!
Bambi: Cat, have you have a chance to forward the pics we sent so far to Merlyn?
Merlyn: can he transvest on radio?
cease: what puzzles me is why isn't the Firesign in Aspen right now? the timing would be perfect!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Cat - did you not get my "still willin' " email recently?
||||||||| carrot walks away to The Sitting Room.
cease: i think i sent them off immediately, bambi. merl, did you get them?
Merlyn: cat, I tried to get Firesign to Aspen about 3 or 4 years in a row; no dice
||||||||| carrot climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:55 PM
Merlyn: Yes, and if you look at a recent cheese log... www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs
Dave: why can't they just come to CO, not a market, too conservitive unless they came to Boulder
cease: i did get one recently, klok. he was trying to reach bambi and clem in virginia, right?
cease: merl is Fast!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: no, this week, Cat, when he was in truck stop in Youngstown
Merlyn: any pix I still need to add? b-brain, we don't have yours
cease: not sure, klok.
cease: and Dave. you need his pic!
llanwydd: dex is conspicuously absent, isn't he
klokwk-kim-il-dog: dex is at a concert
klokwk-kim-il-dog: OK, Cat, I'll re-send
Merlyn: dave and Bightrethighrehighre and wcguy...
Dave: yeah I know, but I don't have a good pic of me
klokwk-kim-il-dog: i'd send it to Ilan, but don't have an address. anyone who got it and has his address, please fwd.
llanwydd: concert. cool!
Bubba's Brain: I'll send you a pic, Merl.
Bambi: Thanks Cat and Merlyn :-)
Bubba's Brain: I'm on a borrowed laptop right now, so I'll have to get it tomorrow.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
BOB: what concert?
Merlyn: no hurry
llanwydd: well at least catherwood didn't kill us
BOB: just curious
Merlyn: no, it's the reaper who kills people
Merlyn: catherwood only throws you out at 4:35 AM
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Dex sends:I was hoping to catch Ilan on last Thursday chat but he came and left early so still do'n't have his address.
klokwk-kim-il-dog: I'll likely miss or at least be rather late for this Thursday chat due to attending a Jazz Concert...so, if'n
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Ilan shows up maybe you can send it to me and I can answer his question.
klokwk-kim-il-dog:
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Also, will definitely miss following weeks Thursday chat due to being in Key West.
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Will try to call Ken this week before leaving for Fla.<>
cease: dex sounds busy
cease: i hope he's less busy in may
klokwk-kim-il-dog: so i don't know what concert. maybe Dex will show up and tell us later on
BOB: jazzy!
BOB: I guess I should go play poker....
Bambi: hopefully we won't get have similar problems on Saturday and can do something live
cease: do you have your own stick?
BOB: yeah but it is kinda chipped
Bambi: Gonna play with phunny money or the real thing this time Bob?
BOB: saving real money for the drunks on Sat night
Bambi: lol
BOB: actually. I'm gonna hit the hay
BOB: later than I thought
klokwk-kim-il-dog: it's later than all of us thought...
Bubba's Brain: Its later than everyone thinks..... Bwah ha ha....
BOB: in that case... I'm going all in.. where is my credit card?
Bambi: ditto
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Dave -- I checked my log; you got a bcc of that msg. 6 Feb. Dunno why U and Cat didn't recieve it
Merlyn: Bwa ha ha?
Merlyn: ha ha ha...
klokwk-kim-il-dog: ha ha ha
Bubba's Brain: Ha ha ha.
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| carrot - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dave: hmmm don't know
klokwk-kim-il-dog: wait a minute -- don't you want this door knocker?
cease: receive what, klok? i receive stuff from you all the time. it's hard to keep track
Bambi: ha!
BOB: I already have one
Merlyn: he vanished mysteriously
klokwk-kim-il-dog: then...what a pair of knockers!
ah,clem: what's all this brew ha ha
BOB: what a sap she had....she still knocked me out
klokwk-kim-il-dog: message 6 Feb. 2005 1:18AM EST "still willin' in Youngstown, OH"...
Bambi: keep losing those door knockers ;-)
Bubba's Brain: Knock knock knockin on heaven's door.....
cease: did she get knocked up in the morning?
klokwk-kim-il-dog is reminded to go fetch...another brew
ah,clem: after all those years, she still knocked me out...
BOB: th
BOB: tnx... clem
BOB: Cheers!
cease: sounds familiar, klok. if i know my little feats refs
klokwk-kim-il-dog: hic!
cease: feats, get moobin
ah,clem: if net gets better I may come up live, if so I will alert the chat here... but not counting on it
Bambi: pine sap?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: tar, pitch and turpentine!
BOB: and glass
Bubba's Brain: pitch? 1000 Hz
klokwk-kim-il-dog: perfecto!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Cat - right...er, correct you are! http://www.jimbowieband.com/Lyrics/willin.htm
Dave: perfect pitch? I've got it!
cease: weed, whites and wine
klokwk-kim-il-dog: i think there is something over the counter you can take for it, Dave
cease: sounds like a klan meetin, youth chapter
BOB: pitch? strike one...
klokwk-kim-il-dog: makes it possible to listen to eastern european and arabic music...
Dave: how bout a song
Bambi: nah, he'd need a prescription for that klok lol
Bubba's Brain: sine me up.
ah,clem: ok, ping times starting to make sense... we may have another record tonight
Bambi: good deal ah,clem
BOB: wave is in tune....
BOB: a work song?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: you mean you're going to play an LP, jim? or you're getting the longest ping times you've ever seen?
BOB: camptown ladies anyone?
cease: get a job
Dave: who did the work song? the jazz tune?
cease: herb alpert?
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
BOB: no clue
cease: there's more than one tune called the work song
klokwk-kim-il-dog: my gawd, Finn Bros. playing "Brontosarus"!! The Move being one of my fave bands of all (KCRW music online)
Dave: yeah I know but Miles didn't do it
Dave: so not sure
klokwk-kim-il-dog remembers Butterfield Blues Band or The Blues Project (perhaps both) playing a version; neither exactly "jazz" in the strict sense
Dave: thanks
BOB: Finn bros huh?
cease: this is a good song!
BOB: as in crowded house?
Dave: what song?
BOB: how will you go?
Bambi: The Silhouettes
Dave: the fast people of the slow-moving world
Bambi: Get a Job by the Silhouettes: http://www.webfitz.com/lyrics/index.php?option=com_webfitzlyrics&Itemid=27&func=fullview&lyricsid=4183
Dave: hmmm
Dave: is dex here?
Bambi: is that the one you are referring to?
||||||||| WCGuy enters at 10:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease: hey wc
Merlyn: Hey john
Bambi: hi WCGuy
cease: got anymore tours to announce?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: stephen foster never worked all the livelong day
WCGuy: Just a quick stop by and hello...everyone well, I trust.
Merlyn: I'm getting over the flu
Dave: gotta trust something
WCGuy: Sorry to hear, Merl. Chicken Soup....or if that doesn't work, Scotch!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: cat -- yeah, pretty good song. the move had a brief but stellar career in UK; virtually unkown here; morphed into ELO, which is better-remembered
cease: drank, yes. worked, no
klokwk-kim-il-dog: hey, WC
Bambi: ah,clem is live now :-)
klokwk-kim-il-dog switches stations, leaving Bob Marley behind...
Bambi: right after Woflman Jack
BOB: lol I just did an ID
WCGuy: Don't know about anyone else, but I've been getting calls from folk who were at some of the West Coast shows. Some people I haven't talked to in years. They were all thrilled.
cease: good to here, wc
cease: the seattle crowd was appreciative enough
WCGuy: There is a New York contingent that would love to have them out here...if we can get Austin on a bus.
Dave: still waiting for a show here in CO wc
BOB: and Columbus OH
cease: the lads should be playing aspen this week!
Dave: can't get up there
BOB: awww
WCGuy: Merl..any feedback from the webcast?
BOB: nice theaters here
Bambi: this one is so funny...that same piece was used by Creep Show at one point
Merlyn: I don't remember stuff on the webcast specifically, some email on the show(s) in various places
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes" live this time (I hope)'
WCGuy: Raise hands...who listened to the webcast?
Bambi: (Radio Now)
Merlyn: I did; some of us chatted here on Friday during it
BOB: going to drop chat... listen to stream
Bambi raises my hand ... if you mean the one last friday night
klokwk-kim-il-dog: I did
Bambi: see ya later Bob
ah,clem: I recorded it at the studio, but have been unable to listen to the tape, did listen to most of it live.
WCGuy: And...he asks pointedly...who wrote to Radio Margaritaville to say this was the best 'radio' since War of the Worlds?!
cease: i listened, recorded and thanked radio maragriataville for it, wc
BOB: looking forward to it. TG when it's Friday
Merlyn: oops, I forgot
cease: not too late, merl
Merlyn: I'll mention it tomorrow in another email
klokwk-kim-il-dog: anyone who got a good copy, Kend would appreciate
Merlyn: I mean in an email to the firesign mailing list
klokwk-kim-il-dog thanked R. M. during the interval
cease: i got a form lettter response.
Bambi: Excellent question ... WCGuy ... will have to email them to let them know we enjoyed it
WCGuy: Point for cease. (Merl! What are we gonna do with you! Oh, yeah, you're ill. Therefore forgiven....momentarily)
cease: i hope cuz there were so many
cease: doc and i got only mono, for some reason, as mentioned on fri chat
WCGuy: Go to the R-M'ville site and there is a contact link on the right hand menu.
Dave: I'd appreciate a not so good copy if ya cen send it my way
Bubba's Brain: got mono... well I hope you feel better.
cease: its online now, dave
WCGuy: I got stereo.
ah,clem: audio ok dear friends?
cease: i heard the san jose show on tuesday night
klokwk-kim-il-dog: where, Cat?
cease: that alt binaries site. they mentioned it on alt.firesign
klokwk-kim-il-dog: audio is fine, Clem
klokwk-kim-il-dog: thanks
cease: the san jose show was on the surrealist show. i posted to alt.ft while it was on
Bambi: you got mono? that'll take a while to get over lol
cease: i got this coming out of 4 speakers now
WCGuy: Bambi speaks from experience?
cease: i would love to hear bozos in quad
Bubba's Brain: 5.1?
cease: eyk too
Bambi: nope ... but knew someone who did ... and since I had rheumatic fever as a child ... I figure it must be similar in recoup time from what I had heard
cease: bergman does a fine job with this character on stage
WCGuy: Well, I said it was a quick stop by. be well all.
cease: we'll do our best wc
Bambi: don't know if they still do it but when I had it back in '59-'60 they don't allow you to run around FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR!
cease: this is weird enough to be firesign, almost
WCGuy: Shades of "Beat the Reaper"
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:45 PM, dragging llanwydd by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Bubba's Brain: Read the Beeper?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: nite WCG
Bambi: hi llanwydd
cease: by wc
Bambi: night WCGuy
llanwydd: Leave it to Reaper
cease: talk about your Format change!
Bubba's Brain: Beat The Meatles.
Bambi: yeah...it's called redial
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| BOB - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "10:50 PM? I'm late!" exclaims WCGuy, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: some odd computer show replaced Radio Now Bambi. at least for me
klokwk-kim-il-dog: bak now, Bambi
Dave: yeah same here
Bambi: yep...when we redialed ... the main CNI server picked it up and you were joining the 'already in progress' show playing on the server ... then ah,clem got it back after we reconnected
cease: hey, there goes joe cambell, uh, camel
cease: war, children, it's just a myth a way
Bubba's Brain: I'm off.... gotta get my beauty rest.
cease: yeah, this is some of their best writing
Merlyn: bye bb
Bambi: brb ... gotta get something from the kitchen
Bubba's Brain: nytol
||||||||| "10:54 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bubba's Brain, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: you better come...into the kitchen...cuz there's gonna be rain outdoors
cease: bub
Merlyn: so KWD, do you now admit you have nuclear weapons?
Dave: great song
cease: that lyric is on a steve milller song, i forget which one
cease: not his song, he just sings it. is that robert johnson or someone of his ilk?
Dave: "lord if you've been passing through the swigin' gate, chances are you've looked behind you, wonder where you are"
Dave: yep that's that Robert Johnson, got the original, love early blues
cease: so did i when i was your age, dave. it's the right age
klokwk-kim-il-dog: we have EIGHT of them, Merlyn
klokwk-kim-il-dog: what'cha gonna do about it, American dog?
cease: and makin more all the time, eh, kim?
Dave: is it?
cease: i thought you ate dogs
klokwk-kim-il-dog: made fresh daily, Cat
cease: great mash episode about that.
cease: hawkeye trys to avoid passing out
llanwydd: I'm surprised I havent gone grey
cease: i do not eat chow
klokwk-kim-il-dog: and bomb kits available from us or our licensed distrubtor, Musharrif in convenient Pakistan -- on all major air routes to the middle east
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: battle plan is:
Merlyn: (1) declare North Dakota independent nation
Merlyn: (2) have Federal Republic of North Dakota nuke North Korea in "battle of the North countries"
Merlyn: (3) if North Dakota gets nuked back, who really cares?
Merlyn: (4) take back what's left of North Dakota
cease: better spaulding than you, llan
klokwk-kim-il-dog muses that Catherwood has been weirdly punctual these last few months
klokwk-kim-il-dog is not so sure Step 4 is necessary, Merlyn
Merlyn: byron may have installed a cron job that auto-syncs the system clock to an atomic clock somewhere
Merlyn: Step 4 is so we don't have to change all the flags again
klokwk-kim-il-dog: of course, the last time kwd made such statements about ND, a crowd of Norwegians marched on Washington in protest
llanwydd: I guess I know some Spauldings
klokwk-kim-il-dog: hell, Merlyn - annex Puerto Rico -- it's got better beaches
Merlyn: capt. spaulding?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: ...last time anyone saw them, they were halfway to Seattle...
Merlyn: then south dakota can just be "dakota"
llanwydd: then they'll invite over a bunch of immigrants and tear down Mt. Rushmore
cease: some casino owners might complain, merl
Merlyn: here in MN we'd get a lot of fallout, anyway
klokwk-kim-il-dog: give 'em both back to the indians; annex Puerto Rico and St. Croix, St. Thomas, and St. John Is.
cease: we lost our firesign!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: back again
cease: i wonder where bunny is
llanwydd: really. where did our fs go
klokwk-kim-il-dog: speaking of Mt. Rushmore and similar size artwork, do note NYT Mag. this week: http://www.nytimes.com/2005/02/06/magazine/06HEIZER.html
klokwk-kim-il-dog: monumental art for the black helicopter set...
llanwydd: just looked at the link
klokwk-kim-il-dog: back again
Bambi: we're back
klokwk-kim-il-dog loves the Four Cowboys of the Apocalypse
||||||||| It's 11:10 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...
cease: strill computer talk on my computer
klokwk-kim-il-dog: no, Radio Now here Cat
cease: finally. here too
cease: radio is a heartbreak
klokwk-kim-il-dog: maybe disconnect the feed and reconnect, Cat; you may have lagged
cease: a line of great important to them
cease: i did that several times before it worked, klok
llanwydd: I couldn't be here last week because I was doing "The Diary of Anne Frank" in Plattsburgh, NY. We had a three day run there.
klokwk-kim-il-dog: cool
cease: how was it, llan?
llanwydd: we did some excellent shows. they were well attended and well received.
cease: good to hear
Bambi: RFIDs ....
cease: did i miss that? is radio margarittaville replaying the show tomorrow?
Merlyn: not that I know of, cat
||||||||| Dexter Fong enters at 11:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Dexter Fong: Hello Folks
Merlyn: what makes you think so, cat?
Dexter Fong: Hey Ilan
Merlyn: hey dex
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 11:16 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
llanwydd: hey dex. how are ya?
Merlyn: hi bb
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
Bambi: drat ... thought someone said there was a show tomorrow night ... a replay?
Dexter Fong: Thanks Ilan
Bambi: sorry, misunderstood
Bambi: hi Dex
Bunnyboy: If memory serves, Proctor had a big ol' rubber arm to bring that "finger-cutting machine" gag home, in the 1999 shows.
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
llanwydd: I never saw the rubber arm gag
Dexter Fong: Hey klok...how them atom bombs coming along?
cease: hey bunny!
cease: and dex too!
Bunnyboy: WHID-bey! Pronounced WID-BEE.
Dexter Fong: Hey cat
cease: you have a better memory than me, bunny
llanwydd: droppin whistles on us again
cease: would be, they called it in the show
cease: or was that on the kuow interview?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: hey Dex, welcome back
Bunnyboy: cat: How do you know? ; )
klokwk-kim-il-dog: Ilan wanted to know about the Koncert
Dexter Fong: Klok: Why didn't he ask me?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: working on #9 bomb right now...Californium-252 and a big carbon disc. special order job
klokwk-kim-il-dog: dunno, Dex
Bunnyboy: And, as usual, Bergman had the most (purposely, I'm sure) AWFUL hairpieces of the tour.
cease: part of their comedy, bunny
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Bunnyboy: Oh, HUMOUR! I thought they looked for truth...
cease: with them, its the same, bun
klokwk-kim-il-dog: ...or consequences...
cease: more humour, less tumors
cease: this is a beautfilly conceived, beautifully executed album
Bunnyboy: Some folks, many moons ago, thought certain "humours" CAUSED tumors.
Bunnyboy: Now, some folks believe humor helps PREVENT tumors.
Merlyn: bergman wore hairpieces?
llanwydd: well, I have to be going. See you all nest thirsty
Bunnyboy: And the answer is somewhere in the middle of the yinny yangy.
cease: it worked well enough for norman cousins, bun
Merlyn: bye llan
Dexter Fong: Night Ila
Merlyn: I think I'll be going, too
klokwk-kim-il-dog: nite Ilan
Bunnyboy: Merl: I guess more WIGS and FALLS, this time out.
Bambi: yes, definitely a good one
Bambi: night llan
klokwk-kim-il-dog: nite Merlyn; get better!
Dexter Fong: Night Merl
Bambi: night merlyn
Bunnyboy: In 1999, PB wore a spectacularly dreadful Marv Albert-style toup. Not to mention the crapped-out "Babe" wig, in the Antelope Freeway segment.
Merlyn: my temp is down to 100.2°
Bunnyboy: nite Merl
||||||||| Around 11:29 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
Bunnyboy: Sick? Go lie down!
Bunnyboy: nigt ila
cease: get well, merl
Bunnyboy: i;m mmblin
Dexter Fong: Danyy Nigtila?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: play another album
klokwk-kim-il-dog: In the Next World...
cease: aint heard that in a while
Bunnyboy: Anybody but cease, Merl and I first hear GMIOGMD on it's Internet debut broadcast?
klokwk-kim-il-dog: ...but I must go back to work on bomb #9. they don't call it heavy metal for nothing; gotta get it out the door before the floor gives way
Dexter Fong: Not me
klokwk-kim-il-dog: not me, Bun
klokwk-kim-il-dog: anyway, goodnight everyone
Dexter Fong: Night klok..see you in 2
klokwk-kim-il-dog: enjoy the SUN, Dex (he said jealously)
Bunnyboy: It was on Richard Fish's radio thang in 1998.
Bunnyboy: nite klok!
klokwk-kim-il-dog: and Clem, Bambi -- good effort there on CNI!!
Bambi: do we have In the next world, ah,clem?
cease: klokk
||||||||| "11:34 PM? I'm late!" exclaims klokwk-kim-il-dog, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Bambi: thanks Klok :-)
Bunnyboy: I remember listening to it on dial-up. It was like watching porn on scrambled feed. Every now and then something promising appeared...and then, naught.
Bunnyboy: I remember Proctor and Ossman calling in from Whidbey Island, and Bergman calling on his cell phone, from some restaurant.
Bunnyboy: I remember...too much.
Dexter Fong: ...but most of all, I remember Mama and the papas
Dexter Fong: She called them Uncles
Bunnyboy: NEXT WORLD was written by Austin and Ossman.
cease: i'm remembering it all
cease: proving even austin and ossman are capable of bad writing
Bunnyboy: Confound it all, GMIOGMD *should* have won the Grammy.
Bambi: your request is on the way Klok
Bunnyboy: I suggest you find more chatters!
Dexter Fong: Clem.....read the log
cease: hi bambi
Bunnyboy: Captain Kirk? Oh, cat concurred!
cease: it'll be great to hear it again
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: cat: BILLY JACK dog food? DEAD CAT SOAP? Bad writing?
Bambi smiles
Bunnyboy: The Painful Threshold?
Bunnyboy: "Eat fascist death, flaming media pigs!"
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Love that line =))
cease: the soap tedium, the academy awards even more tedium. yes, very bad indeed
Bunnyboy: Random Coolzip?
Bunnyboy: "Random? Who's...1Dolly-19, Random?"
cease: but of course, stuff of brilliance. the blind guy doing the wc fields piece. the baseball game.
cease: there is no such thing as a firesign project that is entirely without merit
Bambi: whole dead cat in every bar LOL
Dexter Fong: "YOu zip your feed Housewife 39 or I'm busting you back to ?something
cease: i like this police street stuff. the line about airports is a fave
Bunnyboy: cat: That's true. I've heard some folks grumble about MISSING SHOE, but it still has some charms, amidst the choppiness.
cease: they were doing riffs on cops since electrician
cease: come over here, we wanna do a thing with you
cease: exactly, bun
cease: this goes susrpisingly well after immortality
cease: this particular chaos
cease: this guy sounds like the same character in eobe, the botchco cop
Bunnyboy: "What are you all standing around for, get back to work!"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'LiliLamont', just granted probation at 11:46 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: wow. i'ts lili
Dexter Fong: Hi Lili
Bunnyboy: lo Lili!
Bunnyboy: cripes, it's late for easterners.
cease: a soap opera
Bambi: hi Lili
Dexter Fong: Waiting for Woodrow Stool, or someone awful
LiliLamont: Hi, cat, bun, dex. Yes, it is a bit late. Doc had to work late and is on his way here as we type. We met for dinner at the bar at a very good French restaurant.
LiliLamont: Frankly, I'm surprised he hasn't arrived yet.
Bunnyboy: I love the radio "kissing" gag. They kinda telegraphed it at the Seattle show, but years ago, on Whidbey Island, Proctor and Ossman pulled it off delightfully.
LiliLamont: Have we missed anything exciting? any coup d'etats?
cease: the one with the spectacular fries, lili?
Bunnyboy: It entails make "hot and heavy" breathing sounds, while kissing your own hand.
LiliLamont: Yes, the same, Cat, which Doc indulged in.
cease: the tiny freies?
Bunnyboy: eieieieiie
Dexter Fong: oh
LiliLamont: Hey, Cat. Has Fumiyo hooked up to your new network yet? My firewall arrived at the beginning of the week, so I'm set with that.
cease: good to hear, lilil. no, fumiyo hasnt used it yet
Bambi: that sounds like it would have been fun to watch bunnyboy
Bunnyboy: They dropped the best line in this sketch, in Seattle: "And Candy's going to HELL!"
cease: i showed it to her though
cease: indeed, bun
Dexter Fong: ppphhhttt!!!!!!!
LiliLamont: Well, I'm glad that I have it again. Next, I'll be ripping my desktop apart to set it up for dual boot on Windows (yechh!!!) and Linux.
Dexter Fong: afk for a minutey
LiliLamont: If I don't get Linux solidly under my belt, I'm screwed. Or, I'll have to have Eleni sponsor me as her doddering old mother to move to Canada.
Bambi: heard that Lili ... know what you mean ... but at least you won't have to stay in Windows
Bunnyboy: Omigod! A hidden acronym! Meat And Liquor Ticket...
Bunnyboy: M-A-L-T.
Bunnyboy: Triple Straws! Good Old Mickey...
Bambi: lol
LiliLamont: Bambi: At the least, I'll leave that on my laptop, firewalled up the old wazoo. (And while we're on the subject...)
Bunnyboy: Call me Da Vinci, I god a code.
cease: i was given a copy of that book, bunny. i could use a good laugh
Dexter Fong: I gotta get outta here folks...see you in 2 weeks...off for FLA on Saturday
LiliLamont: Bun: take Nyquil or drink hot toddies every 3 hours.
cease: tourism to paris is way up cuz of it
LiliLamont: Hark! I think I hear Doc!
Bambi: just as Windows deserves lol
cease: have fun in fla, dex
LiliLamont: Dex: business or pleasure?
Bambi: night dex
Bunnyboy: Lili: Actually, I'm quite well.
Bunnyboy: nite Dex
LiliLamont: Glad to hear that, Bun.
LiliLamont: Hey, Doc is here and ready bto punch inh (so to speak).
Bambi: have a safe trip dex
Bunnyboy: I enjoyed THE DA VINCI CODE, although Dan Brown uses a couple of 2 x 4 punctuation devices.
cease: i'll read it soon, bun
LiliLamont: Bun: I loaned that to Doc before I got a chance to read it. Big mistake. Haven't seen it since.
Bunnyboy: i.e. "Could this be the (fill in the blank) they were looking for? They reached in and pulled out...a TOMATO!"
LiliLamont: Doc is in the kitchen, probably making drinks.
Bunnyboy: Question Mark? Exclamation point! Objection! Writer is leading the reader!
LiliLamont: "Hold on, hold on to the vine, hang on, soon you'll be divine..."
||||||||| 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..
LiliLamont: It looks like Catherwood finally fixed his watch. About fucking time.
Bunnyboy: Lili: Doc's probably using the book to prop up some gear.
LiliLamont: I'm going to leave for a few minutes and let Doc take over. I need to see if he brought the long lost garage key. (Long story.)
Bambi: we've lost our big ... Kabloona?
Bunnyboy: Double double chat chat?
Bunnyboy: Tiiiimmme laaaaaggg?
cease: so i get 2 lives?
cease: i'd rather have 9
Bunnyboy: And Onnne is Noooothing. Oooookaaaay?
Bunnyboy: I gotta clock out. Nite, yez!
LiliLamont: nite bb
LiliLamont: (this is actually doc typing here)
||||||||| "12:08 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Bunnyboy, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
LiliLamont: (i'm in disguise)
LiliLamont: (i should start another browser session so lili can be herself again)
ah,clem: hi Doc
||||||||| doctec enters at 12:10 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease: by bun
doctec: there, i'm myself again
Bambi: hi Doc
Bambi: bye bunny boy
doctec: today was a *very* long day for me work-wise, i am toast
doctec: won't be here for long
cease: a ren and stimpy commercial, doc?
Bambi: gotta go get warm under the blankets ... cold tonight ... will be listening ... great to see you all!
cease: by bamb
doctec: likewise bambi
doctec: stay warm!
Bambi: nytol ... have a great one!
||||||||| "12:13 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Bambi, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: are we all gone?
LiliLamont: No, we're not.
cease: playin lots of pool?
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ah,clem: ...
LiliLamont: I just had to run outside in the freezing cold to see if the key that Doc found worked onone of my garage doors, and it did. With my absence, the recyclables weren't put out, so I have tons of cat food cans that I wanted out of the kitchen.
cease: uh....clem?
cease: oh yes, cold weather
LiliLamont: Doc played Monday, but wanted to hang out with me tonight. Who knew?
cease: well me, for one
LiliLamont: Very cold. Doc is in the process of setting up his laptop.
LiliLamont: And you aren't alone, Cat. When we visited my brother after leaving Van, at dinner my brother and sister in law asked, "When are you two getting married?"
LiliLamont: What's the point? We aren't having kids...
cease: you still are kids
LiliLamont: BTW, Doc's suitcase was lost by United, and I lost my passport. We got them back, no thanks to the ineptitude of United.
cease: bummer
LiliLamont: Kids? Shit, Cat, I thought I had a year on you, correct?
cease: no, i mean you act like kids. this is a good thing
LiliLamont: It did suck. The people on the ground were completely clueless.
||||||||| "Hey LiliLamont!" ... LiliLamont turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:26 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
cease: standing over here, talkin to myself
||||||||| Catherwood ushers LiliLamont into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 12:27 AM, then departs.
LiliLamont: Oops! My bad. I hit something that brought in Doc's page and logged me out.
LiliLamont: Where is Clem?
cease: where does "my bad" come from. i first saw it on doonesberry
LiliLamont: No doubt. I've heard it since I first started working for Software.com, at least 6 years ago. I think it's a California thing.
cease: back in his clemshell
LiliLamont: BTW, Cat, I would greatly appreciate it if you could send me email about what we were discussing vis a vis investing.
cease: will do, lili
LiliLamont: Does Fumiyo have a personal address?
LiliLamont: Thanks, Cat.
cease: yes. doc set it up
LiliLamont: Did Phil join in tonight?
cease: no
ah,clem in Dendron, Va.
LiliLamont: Great. I'll have to write her. She had some interesting info on nutrition.
cease: it would be a good time, get feedback from tour, broadcast, etc
LiliLamont: Dendron? Is that your home?
ah,clem: good night everyone
LiliLamont: Hey, all. Doc and I have to go. It's late and nasty out and Doc has to be prepared and rested for that in the morning.
LiliLamont: Good night, Clem.
LiliLamont: Doc will be here momentarily to say his farewells.
||||||||| "12:36 AM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
cease: by ah
LiliLamont: Nite, Cat. Until next week....
||||||||| At 12:37 AM, LiliLamont vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
cease: nite
doctec: Cat, Doc will try to download his file when he's on the network. He wanted me to say goodnight for him. He's in the kitchen.
||||||||| "Hey cease!" ... cease turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:38 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
doctec: Excuse me, I mean your file.
||||||||| "Hey doctec!" ... doctec turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:39 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 exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah,clem
Bambi
BOB
Bubba's Brain
Bunnyboy
carrot
cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
doctec
Elayne
klokwk-kim-il-dog
LiliLamont
llanwydd
Merlyn
The Missing Johnny Piano
WCGuy URL References:
http://bambismusings.blogspot.com/
http://www.answersingenesis.org/museum/
www.firesigntheater.com/ids
www.firesigntheater.com/updates/00183.html
www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs
http://www.jimbowieband.com/Lyrics/willin.htm
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/02/06/magazine/06HEIZER.html
http://www.theoohs.com
http://www.webfitz.com/lyrics/index.php?option=com_webfitzlyrics&Itemid=27&func=fullview&lyricsid=4183

Rogue's Gallery:

PP and Cat(cease)	Bunnyboy	klokwkdog	kend^/Dr. Headphones
FreqMan	Merlyn and Tirebiter	DocTech	LiliLamont
Rotonoto	LeatherG & SO	Nin0	Tonk
Ah, Clem and Bambi	Compañero Señor Yämamoto	Dexter Fong	Elayne
And, "The Home Team"	Peggy Blisswhips	Audrey Farber	Tiny Dr. Tim Rest In Peace, Dear Friend