||||||||| 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 March 10, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary. ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'klokwkdog', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, March 10, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
klokwkdog finally arrives on-time... klokwkdog: no mormons, no pilgrims; looking great... ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Merlyn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:02 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... klokwkdog: enough of this pop, clem, play bride of firesign or something! Merlyn: play some snap or crackle Merlyn: I think clem may not be actively in the chat at the moment klokwkdog: nah, I can hear that on Spirit of KJAZ... klokwkdog: yeah, he's got bandwidth hassles ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bambi', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:06 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Merlyn: has to pick between talking and listening klokwkdog: bambi speeks for him, though Bambi: I made it! Just locked my wig! klokwkdog: no whigs or tories in this chat, please Bambi: LOL Bambi: you should be hearing something other than Batdorf and Rodney any minute now :-)
klokwkdog looks up Ken DeBusk's cellphone # and begins the laborious dialing sequence for rnktel's talk 3000... klokwkdog: it klokwkdog: it's just a bit treacly, fran Bambi: think you'll enjoy it lol Bambi: treacly? klokwkdog: treacle Bambi: hi to Ken! from us! Bambi: you'll have to forgive ah,clem for the Batdorf and Rodney...it's his warm up music :-) klokwkdog: recorded a message; Ken's not there. ||||||||| 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 willem van chillum disembarks at 9:13 PM. ||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with Firesign Theatre"' willem van chillum: evenin folks klokwkdog: for the record, Ken mentioned a couple of weeks ago that he'd put in for leave and the rough target he got back was 11-12 Mar. Bambi: hi willem klokwkdog: hey, vil klokwkdog: as he may get sent early, he might be close to a computer for tonight ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:14 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Bambi: ok, thanks Klok... will keep that in mind ... maybe we can call his cell over the weekend ah,clem: hi all, your request running now Klok cease: what's up? willem van chillum: Hey, cat klokwkdog: ;-) Merlyn: hi vil, cat Bambi: cool..that would be great klok klokwkdog: we ain't... Bambi: brb...coffee cease: have some road apple red
klokwkdog quaffs another sip of mich lite... ah,clem: could see but not type, as I had scripts disabled klokwkdog:thanks, clem! ah,clem: np, Klok klokwkdog: that's right, clem, you have to have some lines in this chat... Merlyn: that's metaphysically absurd, clem ah,clem: need another request for later, though klokwkdog: play "Canadian Sunset" klokwkdog: the version without the vocal ah,clem: don't think I have that willem van chillum: play "Tequila Sunrise". klokwkdog: well, you ought to; important subtext in the wharf bar scene in Giant Rat... Merlyn: karioke? Merlyn: how about hari-karioke, where you lip-sync yourself to death cease: i cant open it on my pc. i'm just turning on the mac now cease: lol merl willem van chillum: ah, canadian! ||||||||| mac cat waltzes in at 9:19 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. mac cat: ok lets try this Merlyn: another cat? willem van chillum: another cat Merlyn: 2 cats and a dog and a deer cease: hey, its the bride willem van chillum: or is it the same one klokwkdog: cat: for Windows, if it won't work by click, right click, select "copy link location" and then... Bambi: hi Cat...with two lives ;-) ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:21 PM and late as usual, it's doctoast, just back from Billville." willem van chillum: another doc Merlyn: I thought you were white bread, doc doctoast: what a freakin' week it's been ||||||||| 9:22 PM -- ah,clem left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). klokwkdog: in Winamp, use the menu->open URL option and paste the URL in the dialog (use CTRL-V to paste). Same sort of thing works in RealPlayer doctoast: no, i'm baked to a golden brown cease: a week of freakiness? cease: i thought hunter thompson was dead! klokwkdog: dead air! ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:23 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... doctoast: i've worked a week and a half and it's only thursday ah,clem: lost stream do to refresh doctoast: no sign of letup tomorrow either ah,clem: k now willem van chillum: TGIT
klokwkdog is reminded of recent NYT articles on Electronic Arts as sweatshop Bambi: the link in text form for inputting manually in a player is on the bottom of the schedule page on http://www.cniradio.com ... schedule has changed a bit too our JimmyLee and Bambi Show (news and views) is 7-10pm saturday night and on cband satellite schedule for http://www.cbandtalk.com cease: i assumed as much, doc cease: youve gotta make up for all that lost time in vancouver Merlyn: I've read about that too, KWD klokwkdog: I have been listening to the 2600 and leo laporte KFI stuff, bambi -- nice content, level is a bit low cease: to pep you up, a parcel of japanese pepper is in the mail to you as i type, doc doctoast: this weekend will present but a brief respite before all the shit hits the fan monday
klokwkdog resolves to move away from the fan, temporarily ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'llanwydd', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:25 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... klokwkdog: hey, Ilan doctoast: that's when we launch (= 'open to the world') all the stuff we've been working on llanwydd: missed everybody last week cease: good luck, doc klokwkdog: it's called "crunch" in the article, DT Merlyn: oh, that'll be fun Bambi: hi doc ...toasted tonight? ;-)
klokwkdog resolves to keep ducking doctoast: yeah, we're two weeks into 'crunch' Bambi: hi llanwydd cease: llan doctoast: we were supposed to have launched this past monday but too many problems surfaced in testing, we've been stomping out bugs right and left cease: all over my nice clean kitchen floor! llanwydd: stomping bugs is no fun I'm sure doctoast: we are a week behind and mgmt is none too happy klokwkdog: the NYT article is "Fringes vs Basics in Silicon Valley", which you might can find available w/o registration; if you're acolyte of the Gray Lady, it's here for awhile: http://www.nytimes.com/2005/03/09/technology/09games.html klokwkdog: gad, DT, a week is positively benign in a software project! Merlyn: budget, deadline, features: pick any two klokwkdog: Ilan -- the bug-stomping comes next...after the unhappy users find them all... doctoast: merl: don't forget "reliability" Merlyn: you don't even GET to pick that ah,clem: still need a request for the next FST album, and no, no lost shoe Merlyn: lost shoe lost? klokwkdog: you found the lost shoe? klokwkdog: gesundheit! doctoast: klok: we've actually got a test dev server to work from, so with this launch the likelihood of problems surfacing are way reduced from the way things have been in the past ah,clem: yes, lost shoe lost Merlyn: that was a broadway musical: "No, No Lost Shoe" cease: did you find the demilitarization of the mind, hour hour clip, merl? Bambi: I really don't think we ever had lost shoe ... I've never heard it llanwydd: the further adventures of the lost shoe
klokwkdog remembers working on a social services database system as mfr. tech support for a state whose ss budget exceeds Brazil's GDP klokwkdog: they had a complete duplicate mainframe for development testing klokwkdog: nevertheless, every update was followed by a couple months of hell... doctoast: klok: ever hear of the 'subversion' version control system? cease: this is good music Merlyn: no Cat, I only ever got 2 clips from you, the two in the podcasting dir and/or hour hour directory Merlyn:www.firesigntheater.com/hour klokwkdog: yeah, thanks to Bambi, indirectly; it's used for Kismet, replacing CVS cease: i'll check out that other one but i dont think that's it. i thought i sent you demilitarizaition, my fave Merlyn: The hour hour page has the dates, that might help klokwkdog: that's a nice list of cuts, Merlyn. I saw the FST NG post and checked out some of the tracks -- some of the commercials I'd never heard klokwkdog: DT - CNI Radio had a discussion of Kismet upgrades; I went to its Sourceforge page and found the subversion ref ||||||||| Catherwood announces "It's 9:37 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Phil Austin plummets onto the oriental shag rug. klokwkdog: but virgin control only assists screwups in group development, most of the bugs are smarter than that ;-)) doctoast: good evening maestro llanwydd: Hey Phil! Bambi: sourceforge has most anything you can imagine project wise Merlyn: hey, three chats in a row Phil Austin: I'm early for once ah,clem: Hi Phil doctoast: you certainly are! klokwkdog:three weeks in a row -- maybe we are becoming habit-forming? Bambi: hi Phil! You made it early ... cool! Phil Austin: Just wanted to say hello, yes three in a row Bambi: made it and early :-) cease: hi phil Phil Austin: did i interrupt somethng highly technical? doctoast: i'm sorry i Merlyn: Thought of a great marketing idea - Contraceptive SpongeBob doctoast: i'm sorry i've missed the last 2 wks klokwkdog: even the cupholder has a cupholder... cease: no merl, this isnt austin and bergman rapping about their military careers. this is something else cease: ossman plays private parts Bambi: Bride of Firesign is on CNI Radio klokwkdog: (hopefully, Phil ended something technical and boring ;-) doctoast: day job demands have been overwhelming klokwkdog: LOL, Merlyn ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| willem van chillum - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Phil Austin: doc. yeah, I glanced briefly at the log and noticed you're up against the wall of science cease: i used to listen to them on catnip and think i was in college doctoast: that's putting it mildly Bambi: and ah,clem interrupted it for a quick note to say hi to Phil :-) Phil Austin: yo, cat llanwydd: I was Willem, by the way doctoast: our motto of late has been: "sleep deprivation as a way of life" Phil Austin: I'm confused are ahclem and bambi the same person? klokwkdog: did they bring in the cots yet? you know it's bad when they bring in the cots, DT Merlyn: sometimes they are, phil doctoast: i was soooooooo wiped out when i got back home from work this evening, realized i had worked thru lunch - blood sugar dropped off the scale Phil Austin: merl: thanks ah,clem: the Dear is my wife doctoast: thanks to takeout chinese, i'm feeling much better now Bambi: nope...Bambi is me...and ah,clem is JimmyLee Merlyn: llan, are you using fake names to get into the white house press room again? No more naked pictures of yourself in the rogue's gallery klokwkdog: pictures of some of the parcipitants are in the archived (but not current) log, Phil cease: hey phil. fumiyo is back. icy is content. all the ishikawa species are happy klokwkdog: er, logs. at the bottom cease: this is a real nice bit of bebop on cni Bambi: bebop? Bambi: are you sure you are listening to CNI? Playing Bride of Firesign at the moment
klokwkdog lags considerably behind the audio Cat is hearing cease: Bebop Lobo, austin's character in this piece Merlyn: If your browser can grok a text file with no proper HTML header, you can see the rogue's gallery at http://firesigntheater.com/chat/logs/fstfooter cease: ok i just heard bebop talk to the truckies, now they're going into the bldg Merlyn: Hey, cat told us that Bergman married MaryEdith cease: zeno's paradies, i wonder how many refs to earlier firesign stuff are in here? doctoast: phil, once the dust settles i will have to get you copies of the pix i took in seattle - the shots of oona, you & cla came out well cease: of so ossman told me klokwkdog: Merlyn - it's better to look at last week's log; I tried the link you just put up and it's all raw HTML for Firefox Bambi: ah, LOL ok...had me worried there Cat ...whew Phil Austin: I've lost a little track. Phone call from Shelrae the Idaho babe with news of her impending trip to china Merlyn: yeah KWD, it has no header because it's for appending to a HTML file Phil Austin: yes bergman and maryedith celbrated an already existing marriage doctoast: leme try that again: phil, once the dust settles i will have to get you copies of the pix i took in seattle - the shots of oona, you & clan came out well klokwkdog: understood, but pix of the usual chat culprits can be seen at the bottom of last week's log here: http://firesigntheater.com/chat/logs/Thursday.html Phil Austin: doc: thanks, i would love to see them. And please tell lil that it was big fun to meet her in persone Bambi: reconfirmation is always cool doctoast: i will thanks. she's taking a night course this week and next week, she'll be back around 11 i expect Bambi: my parents did that on their 50th anniversary doctoast: i will definitely pass along the info
klokwkdog always reconfirms, but still gets bumped... klokwkdog: dang cost-cutting, bankrupt airlines klokwkdog: suppose it's better than a 12-hour flight with a dead engine... klokwkdog: clem - I'm not going to suggest the next FST cut to play, having requested one already; have you got a candidate yet? cease: what would phil like to hear? llanwydd: I've never been able to listen to that CNI Bambi: nope ... he doesn't have any yet ... except mine...he has a cool set of Dear Friends that I was suggesting...unless folks would prefer something else. klokwkdog: that's metaphysically absurd! how do I know? Phil Austin: phil is useless at this sort of thing. lemme think ... cease: danger down under would go well with this cease: but you don't have that, eh, ah? klokwkdog: Ilan -- it needs more hardware and more bandwidth than u got, sorry cease: that should be a lodestone product doctoast: egads, is everyone's brains seizing here? cease: us canadians can really write doctoast: they're on the side of left! klokwkdog: yes, but can you kick out Wal-Mart? Phil Austin: cat: I'd love to hear dangerdownunder. haven't heard it in years Bambi: not sure if we have that one cat Bambi: asking clem now cease: is lodestone going to release it, phil? Phil Austin: does anyone talk to michael packer? cease: nick danger is always popular cease: i bought my copy from packer long ago cease: i havent in a long time doctoast: neither have i Merlyn: don't know him doctoast: he seems to be steeped in the public radio melieu in wisconsin or michigan or wherever he is cease: he posted to alt.firesign about wanting to sell his collection a few years ago, wasnt it? doctoast: somewhere in that general vicinity cease: phil, i got email from that guy in kansas today. chromium switch? cease: a pre=falafal, as i recall Phil Austin: he made me do downunderdanger and he found this wonderful girl whose name i con't remember to be in it and she's really good cease: responding to my post about the bergmarriage Phil Austin: yeah, tom gedwillow cease: she is splendid. but i cant imagine him making you do anything cease: he wanted ossman's email addy so i gave it to him Phil Austin: he organized it an made it happen, that's what I mean ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:59 PM and Sneezy steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Bambi: hi sneezy llanwydd: hi sneezy klokwkdog: don't know him, but Google says he was manager at WYCE, Grand Rapids in 2002 Merlyn: hey sneezy, you from Majority Report blog? cease: the big sneezy cease: new orleans smogy sister city llanwydd: LOL Klok! klokwkdog: too bad KenD started to starve and is now driving a truck; that's just up the road from where he is never at home at ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. klokwkdog: gesundheit cease: starving is better in novels than in real life doctoast:http://www.wyce.org/schedule.php?day_cursor=Monday Bambi: got that right cat Phil Austin: I have a friend in oregon who went from being a video guy in the tv industry and is now driving trucks in the middle east Bambi: highly overrated Merlyn: from shuck-n-jive to truck-n-drive llanwydd: where in the middle east, Phil? cease: bambi, you'll have to get a copy of Down Under Danger, a very surreal nick danger adventure Phil Austin: llan: he actually can't say, swear to Allah llanwydd: LOL doctoast: i bet he can't! klokwkdog: Ken put in for leave this weekend and got 11/12 Mar, but we were hoping he'd be at his folks' in FL early and join the chat tonight Bambi: yes, definitely need that one ... since any Nick Danger is my absolute favorite klokwkdog: it's a rough life, the way he tells it klokwkdog: better than being shot at, even for $80K a year cease: it would be great to have kend with us, listening to the turckers on bride klokwkdog: yeah, I was grooving on that, Cat klokwkdog: i called his cell earlier, got the "leave a message" thing Phil Austin: i like to drive long distances klokwkdog: if he's heading for FL due 11th, I hope he missed the storm; semis don't like wind ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Sunshine Jim', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:06 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... klokwkdog: it was blowing 110 mph at Kill Devil Hills on Tue, gusts to 60 mph here in RI, but considerably lighter today ||||||||| Outside, the 10:07 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Dave coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Sunshine Jim: is this where i catch the hollyroyal bus? klokwkdog: hey, Jim! Dave: hi all, I spoke to Ken last weekend doctoast: i remember taking many family road trips as a kid - gangs of fun klokwkdog: just stand there with your thumb out, it'll be along soon Sunshine Jim: can i bring my dog and bycycle? Phil Austin: used to have a cb in my suburban and it was really nice to hear the chat on the road Dave: he picked up a load of 43000 lbs of paper on the Sunday I spoke to him, will probably call him this weekend, doing well, lonely a truckers life is doctoast: ten four
klokwkdog remembers bouncing along the PA turnpike in the back of a '57 wagon in the summer with no A/C and suffering doctoast: eleanor Bambi: hi Dave and Sunshine Jim Sunshine Jim: eya gang, need a break fron "Walking Eagle" klokwkdog: thanks Dave!! Phil Austin: readin' the mail Sunshine Jim: eya Bambi! Merlyn: his back must hurt doctoast: hi dave cease: dave, gym
Bambi waves ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Sneezy - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Sunshine Jim: Phone call back soon cease: sepul Veda. i always loved that. my high school was on sepulveda klokwkdog: oh, forgot, Ash (Dexter Fong) will be late; at a NYC jazz concert, maybe 11PM EST Merlyn: Ah, just like Snow White - Sneezy dead from the plague Merlyn: that's why he was sneezing Bambi: sneezy lucked out! cease: i thought that was war of the worlds doctoast: dexter - jazz - how appropriate doctoast: doin' allright! klokwkdog: next week, Cat; we're still busy digesting Iraq Sunshine Jim: pardon, somebody selling kidneys klokwkdog: oh. be careful -- don't want to wake up in a bathtub full of ice klokwkdog: Ken just rang Phil Austin: yikes. what a difference between the original nd and bride cease: i did a cartoon for adbusters. a fat man is about to put the earth on his fork in his mouth. the caption is "what's for desert? llanwydd: selling kidneys door to door like a hawker? Dave: there was a great simpsons thing on the blacboard at the begining of the episode theme that said, "I will not sell my kidneys on ebay" Sunshine Jim: always dreamed of sex in a bathtub full of spaghetti cease: in what sense, phil? the sound? Bambi: nice to hear them both side by side like this doctoast: i am soooooooo psyched - version three of my main pc music software axe, reason, hits the distribution pipeline today klokwkdog: ken at truckstop just south of Jacksonville, FL (it's Switzerland, FL) Phil Austin: dave: do you ever "watch" futurama? cease: good for you, doc llanwydd: why the hell am I fading again Sunshine Jim: yes my local body parts guy. need a spare? it's two for one week Dave: did you call him klok? does he want a call from here if so? Phil Austin: cat: sound and intent Bambi: no longer fading now llanwydd ;-) doctoast: i pre-ordered mine from a reputable online vendor which which i have had good experiences in the past, i should have the upgrade in a week or so ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bightrethighrehighre', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:14 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Dave: I used to Phil, I've since rejected most tv Phil Austin: doc: congrats cease: the original nick was more filler, wasnt it? klokwkdog: "it's supposed to be Waffle House, but the 'a', 'l' in waffle and the 'e' in house are all missing. this is not your prime truck stop here..." llanwydd: hey big ah,clem: ... doctoast: i heard a fascinating story today on npr, about a restaurant called 'the blind cow' Sunshine Jim: eya nancy! watch out for the snails cease: if that's what you mean by intent. the bride nick is a summation of a long career Dave: lol kwd Phil Austin: cat: actually the old one is deeper doctoast: it's run by blind folk - guests are escorted through two heavy black curtains into a pitch-dark dining room Bightrethighrehighre: surely, don't call me nancy.... cease: the world war 2 thing sure is doctoast: you are literally eating in the dark klokwkdog: Dave - sure (but we're talking). I'm awake for probably an hour now. I hate these hours Dave: excellent doc ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ELayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:15 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... ELayne: Ack! Hang on... ||||||||| At 10:15 PM, ELayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! Phil Austin: bride's awfully self-conscious and over-acted doctoast: leme see if i can digup the link ||||||||| Outside, the 10:15 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. cease: hi el Sunshine Jim: don't call me surely and it's a deal klokwkdog: I do like driving at night 'cause there's no traffic Bambi: hi E! llanwydd: Hi E! Elayne: Evenin' all! Bightrethighrehighre: an re-nebriated good evenin' to ya'll....!! klokwkdog: (these are quotes from Ken in real time) Dave: klok tell him if he doesn't, I can call him this weekend if he'd prefer Elayne: Sorry about das kapital. Sometimes I type too fast. Phil Austin: nice to know where ken is minute by minute Bambi: yes, the old one is my all time favorite FST cease: its ok, they're speaking chinese cease: one of my fave old firelines doctoast:http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4529325 doctoast: hi e Elayne: Dang, the system seems kind of hung up on my end... Elayne: Oh, that's not good, I have to manually refresh. I'm going to quit Mozilla and come back on IExplorer. Hang on again, sorry... Sunshine Jim: where do all these words go? i mean is there a pile of them somewhere? doctoast: hung down brung down hung up ... ||||||||| "10:18 PM? 10:18 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Elayne2 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Elayne2 enters and sits on the couch. Bambi: all are pure genius of comedy but still got a special place for Nick Danger :-) doctoast: this just in: ken has made a left-hanf turn... Elayne2: Merlyn, could you do the honors and kill off my old avatar? Thankee. cease: just in terms of the sound, i was thinking how close in time nick danger is to johnnie dollar, maybe 15 years? klokwkdog: I delivered 86 dishwashers to Sears this morning ||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Elayne at 10:18 PM cease: the sound hadnt changed that much, as compared to now doctoast: we'll have more details and a wacky animal segment 25 minutes from now ||||||||| At 10:19 PM, Elayne2 runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Phil Austin: I"m playing Nancy there Elayne: Better. Sorry folks, Mozilla is misbehaving this evening... doctoast: mojira! cease: you're nick and nancy? Dave: lol from paper to dishwashers Phil Austin: his pickle in one hand and my contract in the other Bambi: cool ... didn't realize that Phil Austin: I haven't heard this in years Dave: klok tell Ken I just tried to call him and that my cell is on if he wishes to call back Bambi: sounds like you need Firefox 1.0.1 Elayne Bightrethighrehighre: Any FST jazz fans out there?....I just put on Weather Report "8:30" live LP- In-ka-redible!!!!!yeah! Sunshine Jim: i should'nt be here (my permit's just an old bus ticket) and i have'nt watched TV for 42 years ah,clem: is one of the best Phil, we all love it Dave: yeah I like Weather Report, course I only have one album doctoast: oh yeah - zawinul & co. - haven't heard them in years Phil Austin: yes, i had to play nancy so phil could do rocky in that scene. it's radio. there's no multi-tracking. Dave: yes this is possibly my fave piece Elayne: Bambi, it IS Firefox 1.0, Mozilla's the company. doctoast: the first couple of albums, and the ones w/jaco are my faves Elayne: Firefox was misbehaving this evening. It's been good so far, but I dunno about tonight. Bightrethighrehighre: Dave: 8:30 is a must have....!! Phil Austin: I'd forgotten how carefully we were mimicking the way Old radio really sounded doctoast: elayne: there's already an upgrade to firefox 1.0, it's firefox 1.0.1 cease: its obvoius, phil Phil Austin: wow. talk about overacting. me going into the commercial break doctoast: minor tweaks Dave: looseners! laxitives or so it seems cease: you have carried its torch into wherever we are now Merlyn: Kind of the point doctoast: cleans da whole system right on down da line Bambi: Firefox 1.0.1 is the newest version ... works great ... using it myself tonight Phil Austin: that's phil singing both parts Sunshine Jim: i can honestly say i have'nt heard of any of this!!!love u all! this is my stop llanwydd: kind of like Arch Oboler, Phil Phil Austin: so how accurate were we really Elayne: Tom, honest, that's what I was using. Mozilla's Firefox 1.0.1 - and it wasn't refreshing this page tonight. Bambi: yes, that was a large part of the beauty of it ... especially for those of us who were familiar with OTR doctoast: pretty damn accurate phil Dave: yeah it's great, I love OTR Bambi: ok, have a great one Sunshine Jim (if that means you have to leave) Bightrethighrehighre: Phil: the dog ate my "Big Book of Plays", I can't figure out which one of you guys does the W. C. "Bill" Fields voice @ H C Y B....?? thanks.... doctoast: time for a night cap - vodka tonix ! Bambi: sounds like you deserve one doc! Dave: who did Roosevelt? I can't read the big book Phil Austin: and no jewish writers, says Peter Elayne: Roosevelt's voice was Bergman, wasn't it Dave? cease: who is wc fields? Dave: I don't know E that's why I'm asking llanwydd: yeah Pete was FDR Phil Austin: big: it's alternately me and proctor on various records. actually, I'd have to hear it to identify doctoast: lili's just called - her class ended and she's having a late nosh Dave: where did you come up with the "wa dee doo da" thing? I love that cease: its a little egyptsheen Elayne: Say hi for me, Tom! Phil Austin: this is deep. that's longer than anyone's been gone before doctoast: e: i will Merlyn: I thought another actor was credited for FDR on 2 places Phil Austin: this is peter playing nancy Dave: "giving away free high schools?" never understood that Elayne: I must say, this is pretty cool listening to Nick Danger with PA on chat. :) Bambi: have a great night Doc Dave: it's awesome thanks Phil Elayne: About as much fun as listening to Dwarf when DO visited me that time years ago... Phil Austin: dave; you're young. in the fifties it was standard that drug dealers hung out around high schools giving out free reefer Dave: ah thanks phil Phil Austin: hi, elayne Elayne: *mwa* Hey Phil! Bightrethighrehighre: Phil: I was curious, specifically about, the....ah...."wee native compendium, Mo-Hah-MEET...." near the beg of h c y b llanwydd: so how does it become free high schools? Phil Austin: there's two of everybody except me Dave: the best part, two of everyone! how did that work? multitrack? doctoast: bambi: it's ok, lili was just letting me know where she was - i'm not leaving just yet Phil Austin: big: i think that's me Phil Austin: big: i think that's me Elayne: I love this scene in ND. I still can't figure out how y'all did it, Phil. cease: reminiscent of the line with pico and alvarado, since 1400, that's 2000 years Elayne: "Half Caste Woman" is you and David, yes? ||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Sunshine Jim - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Phil Austin: omigod. there's two of me. and i'm in red Merlyn: warning new software coming in Bambi: any other requests of FST ? doctoast: though once this vodka kicks in i may have to call it a night - i was up late last night and today was a 10 hr day at the orifice Dave: "ok hold on, ok go" Phil Austin: elayne: wasn't listening closely. dog fight broke out downstairs Elayne: Yeah, of course FDR's voice is Bergman, it couldn't be anyone else... Elayne: Yikes, Phil! How many you have now? Phil Austin: leaving now for a while. i'll be back. yes, that's peter doing roosevelt doctoast: it's a dog eat dog world out there cease: ofcourse klokwkdog: Ken says : hi to everyone and one of these weeks I'll have a laptop and be able to join in... Elayne: Two cats is plenty for us, the way they tussle. Dave: take your word for that E doctoast: e: i think either 4 or 5 - literally - Elayne: Now you can take Phil's word for it, Dave. :) klokwkdog: Dave - Ken is going to call your cell shortly llanwydd: I'd like to request one for the boys up at Ramashakri Ashram... Elayne: Oh, I know what I wanted to ask you, Phil. Have you updated your weblog lately? I love the photos you used to post.
klokwkdog checks the chat log 2 see what he missed doctoast: e: phil's weblog hasn't been updated since sept 2004 - but people keep adding to the comments and he occasionally responds to the discussion Elayne: Heh, you're not the only one back-checking, Klok... Dave: klok yeah I got him on the phone Elayne: Tsk, September '04! That's practically a dead log... doctoast: i think phil has to go and deal with uncooperative pets - he'll probably turn pink soon Merlyn: someone just wrote to the website wanting all the lyrics to "Nasi Goring"; anyone have them? doctoast: ooh, let's see if i can bang that out - hang on Elayne: Merlyn, all I have is a recipe... cease: im never boring cease: hey just listen to the song and write em down Merlyn: He says there are a few words that are hard to make out llanwydd: I remember when Bergman logged on here long, long ago. Elayne: Llan, I don't believe it. cease: yes, i spoke with him at the time Elayne: Goodness! Merlyn: This log: http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20030612.html Elayne: Don't DO that, Merlyn, you scare me. :) Merlyn: June 12, 2003 Merlyn: Look, there IS a search function Elayne: I love when Jim gives us name-checks. Hi Jim! Elayne: Merlyn, it's your dexterity with the search function that scares me... honest, I didn't think you'd memorized it... ah,clem: hi E Elayne: I mean, I'm dang good at 'net searching at work, but at home I seem to even break Firefox... :) ah,clem: no one breaks firefox... LOL Bambi: lol Elayne: Okay, you so smart... I'll go back to using it. BRB. ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:38 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:38 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... klokwkdog: whew, it was rough listening to Ken in one ear, listening to CNI on another and trying to read chat. I'm sure Dave can do better, but I got 'way behind on the text stuff Bambi: lol Elayne: Okay, you ol' Firefox, don't disappoint me now... klokwkdog: i see phil has gone to deal with something temporarily Elayne: Nice multitasking, Klok! Give Ken a big virtual hug for me. Elayne: Klok, prolly his doggies. klokwkdog: if you break Firefox, they send someone to deal with you...it's scary... Elayne: Heh, Klok. :) Seems to be working okay now... cease: fox dont fail me now? klokwkdog: tell Dave, E -- he's on the phone to Dave now... Bambi: wb E! ... might want to get the latest version...1.0 has been replaced with 1.0.1 on mozilla.org ... fixed some vulnerabilities Elayne: I much prefer chatting on Firefox, it doesn't give me annoying clicks every time the page refreshes. ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bubba's Brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:40 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Bubba's Brain: Hey all! cease: the bubman Elayne: Bambi - that's what I'm using, 1.0.1 - Robin always makes sure to put the latest version of stuff on my computer. Elayne: Hi Bubba! klokwkdog: yeah, Bambi -- I can't go to all the Uzbeck porno sites I used to hang out at :-( Merlyn: Phil is away tending dogs right now Bambi: if it ever seems to not refresh part of the page...just hit the refresh button and it should fix ... should be refreshing on its own though Elayne: I think I know what might have happened - I had chat on one tab and Bloglines open on another, and maybe it has a problem refreshing one tab exclusively... Merlyn: or something Bubba's Brain: Hey Cat, E, everyone... Bambi: lol...count yourself lucky klok ... at least you don't get malwared either Elayne: Oh good lord, is this TV Or Not TV? Merlyn: right, bambi; a manual refresh should refresh everything, though the msg frame should refresh automatically Bambi: hi Bubba Bubba's Brain: dialuping from home tonight. Bubba's Brain: Hey, Bam Bam. klokwkdog: it was stranging on me last week, Merlyn, but it might have been an aftereffect of a page I'd loaded earlier that day; after Win98SE and Netscape 7, it's so wonderful to not have to reboot or reload the browser that maybe I abuse the privilege...
Bambi :) Elayne: "...self controlled automated broadcasting..." brilliant, another one 20 years ahead of its time... klokwkdog: Dave is graying out, so he must still be chatting with ken Elayne: One of my favorite cable channels is MagRack, where I get to choose a program and what time I'll watch it... klokwkdog: hi bub ah,clem: don't fell bad bubba, sending stream via dialup, and yes it is inot the best klokwkdog: best dialup stream I've heard, Clem!! Bambi: and Phil's getting a little pink around the edges now too ah,clem: yes E, they so often were 20 or so years ahead Elayne: Oh good, Bosco Hearn... "what was one, is noooothing..." Bambi: Clem does great work :-) Bubba's Brain: I don't feel bad. Started out on 300 baud acoustic coupler printing on yellow thermal paper.
klokwkdog started out on a Bell 103 110 baud wired modem that near took a US Senator to get the telco to connect... Merlyn: I used to screw with acoustic modems by whistling at them
klokwkdog always knew that Merlyn is actually the reincarnation of "Captain Crunch" klokwkdog: especially with a kleptomaniac cat stealing all his parts, Bambi Bambi: was introduced to computers, cassette loading programs and a 300 baud modem with hand coded dialer (Clem coded it) for the CoCo in 1986 ... first time I'd ever been on a computer, except a Commodore 64 for playing games. cease: all of you who are not here. cease: what a profound line Bubba's Brain: Had a Vic20... learned to program assembly on it. ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bunnyboy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:49 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Bunnyboy: lo dere
klokwkdog began by reserving one of the two 'fancy' IBM 029 keypunches by telling waiting students that it was the "left-handed" model... cease: boy Merlyn: hey bb Bambi: yes, you are right Klok ... That Darn Cat LOL! Bubba's Brain: Hey Bb. ||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Dave - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bunnyboy: Ach! Ein Firesteiner in der haus! Bambi: hi Bunny Elayne: Hey Bunnyboy! klokwkdog: maybe it's time for Mr. Cat to meet Mr. LEASH, Bambi ;-)) Bunnyboy: lo Mr President cease: milhouse? Bunnyboy: lo "gals". *wink* klokwkdog: rathskeller? Bubba's Brain: Fire-stein = hot german beer mug. Merlyn: Dave died waiting for new software Bunnyboy: and boyz, too Bambi: Root has a leash ... and we use it when we take him in the car Bubba's Brain: Rat's Killer? cease: havent they fired that stein yet? Bambi: Root lays down and plays with the LEASH! Bunnyboy: Of course, some people go both ways... cease: what's the matter with that kliln?
Bunnyboy scratches his scarecrow haid llanwydd: And I must say goodnight. How shall I say it? In Gluscluk, an Inuit dialect. "Fwyhkljr cjkldyetrye vmfvfnjn fjklu".. Bunnyboy: nite llan! klokwkdog: Gesundheit; nite Ilan cease: the klin concert. jarrett burns his fingers llanwydd: How about in Ancient Arabic? cease: llan Bubba's Brain: Inuit or Inuaint my baby? klokwkdog: I will call Oxfam to see about getting your tribe an emergency shipment of vowels... Bambi: night llanwydd Bightrethighrehighre: llanwydd:peace, good buddy! Merlyn: hey, I said that llanwydd: goodnight Bunnyboy: Ah! TV OR NOT TV! Funsies. Or is this Shoes for Industry? Merlyn: øöôóòh! Bubba's Brain: Nite, Il.
klokwkdog must attend to prepping his dinner plate for a few min...back shortli cease: buy the president some hash Bambi: was TV or Not TV Bunnyboy: cats and docs are fading. Say it ain't so! Bambi: now Clem's starting Don't Crush That Dwarf (hand me the pliers) cease: al the drugs w took never did him any good. he's the anti-hunter thompson Bambi: should be coming at you any minute now Merlyn: hey clem, I didn't know you knew cap'n crunch Bambi: enjoy Klok Bunnyboy: Cap'n Crunch is long in the ground. Daws Butler took him with him. Elayne: Well, I'd better get back to my sick hubby... see y'all next week! cease: this is from 3 faces? Merlyn: not THAT one. The phone blue-box hacker Bunnyboy: nite El! Get well, Robin! cease: get well robin Merlyn: bye E ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:56 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Bambi: he's known a few over the years :-) Bambi: night E Bambi: wish Robin speedy recovery Bunnyboy: Ah! cat was hiding in that cease shell all along. Hiya cat. Merlyn: hey bambi, did you or clem ever call that phone booth in the desert? cease: hi bun cease: just got my ticket for the whitdbye show cease: the 3:00 ah,clem: yes, know the hacker Capt, but only from on line cease: are you attending? Bubba's Brain: If a phone rings in the desert, and nobody is there to hear it, does it ring? Merlyn: I don't know yet, cat Bambi: not me Merlyn ah,clem: good you, at least understood what I meant, Merlyn cease: i was talking to bunny but your input is equally welcome, merl Bunnyboy: The opening to DWARF should be de rigeur lissenin' for all prospective ADR aspirants. Merlyn: I might be there cat Bubba's Brain: asperins? cease: at the 3, merl? Bunnyboy: cease: aaaaand I still don't know. I'm probably gonna con either Bunnette or my friend Al into doing the ferry ride over. ||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| mac cat - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... cease: te 3, bun? cease: yeah i turned the mac off. i get cni fine on the pc now ah,clem: sure love dwarf, a great piece Merlyn: If I go, I'd probably stay for both sows ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Dave', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Merlyn: and the shows, too, not just the pigs klokwkdog: CNI fine is much, much better than CNI coarse, Cat ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Bambi: ferry ride ... that would be a cold ride up there! Bambi: wb Dave cease: horse corsets? Dave: hey guys just had a good conversation with Kend, he says hello, gonna catch some sleep before he gets on the road at about 2:30 or so, workin' the night life cease: false drugs! Bunnyboy: BTW, I saw a film recently where the ADR folks were credited as "Voice Cast" or some such. Are the unions looking for more "audience comprehensible" tech labels? klokwkdog: it was 70 in Seattle yesterday, wasn't it Bambi? Bambi: glad to hear it Cat ... did the troubleshooting on the schedule page help? Bunnyboy: cease: Yes, I would imagine it would be a day trip. It's at least an hour from home. ah,clem: great to hear he is ok, dave Dave: oh I've never understood this song cease: i'm not sure, bambi. i just tried it again and now am using quicktime. before it was a failed media player cease: i dont think its supposed to be understood, dave. but you can ask phil Bightrethighrehighre: "REAL DRUGS are BETTER" bumper stickers, shall be issued....!! Bunnyboy: Bambi: Naw, it's a puddle jump. Whidbey is an island, after all. Bambi: oh, ok...was thinking of the wrong area up there klokwkdog: there must be a full FAQ explaining it, Dave (or should be) ||||||||| Catherwood says "11:03 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dave by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door cease: its like lewis carrol inventing words Bubba's Brain: A one way driver, yeah. cease: a brain exercise ||||||||| Dave sneaks in around 11:04 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." Bambi: ok Bunny :-) ah,clem: well, that is understandable, dave, but refers to "seeing the light" as in church, but also, as an intandra, the literal klokwkdog: ...of course, Puget Sound is never warm, even at the end of August... Bunnyboy: In fact, I remember reading that one of the city pioneers, or his kin, drowned in a botched small boat passage to Whidbey, many many moons ago. Dave: so you guys don't get it either then? the song Bambi: we have been riding a ferry to get to many of our clients for years now ... summer and winter ... even in VA ... Jan and Feb can get pretty darn cold in 15-20 minutes without heat and engine on. ah,clem: or were you speaking of the march? Bunnyboy: DINNER AT EIGHT is back on video, as are 5 other classic comedies, in a box set or separately. klokwkdog: no, but there's so many puns in it Dave that it would take awhile. There is a city called Augusta Maine, for example cease: the song has references to things that can be decoded, but the song as having meaning, i dont think so dave Bunnyboy: The other 5 are LIBELED LADY, TO BE OR NOT TO BE, THE PHILADELPHIA STORY, BRINGING UP BABY and....ehrm.... ah,clem: that is a parody of a hymn Bunnyboy: STAGE DOOR, that's it! klokwkdog: "your bison now are dust", for example, is ref. to the slaughter as the West was opened Dave: hmmm klokwkdog: yeah, it's a parody of the kind of goofy hymn that these TV religious revivals use Merlyn: There goes a cross-album joke ah,clem: howl of the wolf movie now begins, I love this Bambi: inhumane slaughter of bison by the thousands ... leaving the bodies to rot, dry and blow in the dust .... klokwkdog: this album is, as best I can tell, the ONLY recording ever nominated for a science fiction "Hugo" award (it lost) ah,clem: the pizza gag, Merl? Dave: well I'm having problems with my browser and need to get some sleep, I'll talk to you all next week I geuss, oh and I'll have more time I'll be off from school for a bit Bunnyboy: I just started watching Vol. 3 of SCTV. The presentation on the Bob and Doug phenomenom is classic. Bambi: turn into dust to blow in the wind more accurately I guess doctoast: merl ya still there? klokwkdog: nite Dave Merlyn: Yes, clem doctoast: nite dave? doctoast: dave! Bunnyboy: nite Dave! Merlyn: yes, doc, have the lyrics? Bunnyboy: hiya doc! Bambi: night Dave doctoast: hey bb doctoast: merl: i just sent to your veezee dot calm address klokwkdog: That reminds me -- where do we learn that Barbara Beaubeaux was married to Tirebiter?? Dave: night all Merlyn: OK doc doctoast: there were only a couple of words here and there are are tough to make out, so i may have them wrong ||||||||| Catherwood says "11:11 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dave by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door klokwkdog: i mean the actress playing Barbara, as Phil mentioned last week doctoast: but for the most part, peter's lyrics are decipherable Merlyn: ok doc doctoast: in lyrics is typo - 'telly' is supposed to be 'tellya' Bunnyboy: Henry Aldritch! Bunnyboy: oops, dat's Aldrich. cease: i dont think i've ever heard henry aldrich. at least not in memory Merlyn: I told Orson that's where "coming mother" is from at the LA show
klokwkdog has never seen a single one of the many H. Aldrich movies! Bunnyboy: cease: Never? THE ALDRICH FAMILY? Beeg radio show, dat. cease: orson didnt know? thats hard to believe cease: ive heard clips from it, but never a whole show Merlyn: a bit before his time; took me a while to remember "Aldrich" doctoast: that was andy rooney was it? cease: the fuck you is almost an "ah-chew!" klokwkdog: oh, I was thinking of Andy Hardy cease: thats why this album was so successful, so loved. cease: its about a period of time in kids lives when they were most oppressed, ie aware of their oppression Merlyn: Henry Aldrich: http://www.originaloldradio.com/aldrich_family.html cease: after that, they can cut the soles off their shoes cease: i really loke forward to seein gthis on stage at whidbey cease: how they make the high school dissapear doctoast: stacked up and labeled ||||||||| 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 Dexter Fong disembarks at 11:19 PM. Merlyn: Probably just a flat Dexter Fong: Ebenin' Gents cease: its jazzman Bunnyboy: I found an Aldrich program at this site: Bunnyboy:http://www.hgrump.50megs.com/html/aldrich_family_baby_snooks.html Bambi: and all inside Commy Martar (sp?) Bambi: hey Dex
Dexter Fong notices Phil A is fadin' Dexter Fong: Hi Cat & Bambi cease: if a movie is made of dwarf, it should have a poster of groucho and john, all hail marx and lenon from the 2nd album, as a portrait in commie martyrs high school Merlyn: yoiks BB, my browser starts playing both at once cease: and the phil, he is a fa-----ding Bunnyboy: lo Dex Merlyn: Clem, the FCC only has authority over electromagnetic broadcasts ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing ' TOR ', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:22 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Bunnyboy: Merl: Yeah, thass silly. Stop both, then choose one. Dexter Fong: And a righteous Howdy to Bun, Doc, Klok, Merlyn and faded reeting to clem, Bubba and Big TOR : Bows beefore Phil Bunnyboy: Or listen to both, along with CNI. Bambi: yep...so Internet is A OK, at least for a while yet ||||||||| FrankAcne Jr waltzes in at 11:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Dexter Fong: Hight Tor TOR : Two places at once, too. klokwkdog: and the Internet is... cease: what are all these mexicans doing here klokwkdog: hi Dex Merlyn: BB, I suppose the browser they use doesn't start auto-playing the files cease: another of my faves ah,clem: right Merlin, like I said... we can do this Bambi: Hi FrankAcne Jr ... been meaning to ask you... Dexter Fong: Hi FAJr TOR : Oh, btw, an ole girlfriend of my just got a book deal http://www.simonsays.com/content/content.cfm?sid=33&pid=507157 Bambi: hi TOR FrankAcne Jr: Hi Dexter Bunnyboy: loTorNFrank FrankAcne Jr: how you all doing klokwkdog: you should be able to do it after 10PM on broadcast radio, with disclamer ah,clem: this is a classic doctoast: hey dex TOR : So, TOR slobber ain't totallllly brain damageinining, as believed. cease: have an s, buy something klokwkdog: clem - you forgot to mention that the caveat was phrased something like F*CC or F_CC, not FCC doctoast: sorry, was distracted - missed your entrance TOR : Howdy, Bambi ah,clem: who's peggy? TOR : Peggy Sue? klokwkdog: well, Dex, that tears it; you'll have to play the scene again ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Muddhead', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:25 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Dexter Fong: Tears it??Wardrobe!!!! TOR : Peggy Sue sues Sioux City city hall Bambi: you are right Klok ... surprised me too ... he is usually meticulous about that .. the f_cc ref klokwkdog: makeup, too, Dex -- it's going to be awhile Bambi: hi Muddhead TOR : Where's Dr. Headphones? klokwkdog: hasn't Clem meticulated yet? Dexter Fong: Makeup? I didn't know we'd quarrled klokwkdog: in a truckstop in Switzerland, FL,, tor Dexter Fong: It's full of trucks, stopped Bunnyboy: They certainly used the revolving door in THE ALDRICH FAMILY TV show. No less than 5 actors played Henry during it's run, not to mention the other cast shakeups. klokwkdog: no, the quarry is in Clearwater or Tarpon Springs, I think, Dex TOR : I once again bow to the amazing work that is "How Can You Be In Two Places At Once" TOR : Jean E ous INDEED Dexter Fong: KKKKKKK Muddhead: Hi Bambi Bunnyboy: Wile E Coyote...SOOOOOPER Gen-i-us! cease: dd Bambi: they have better rockets than the Coyote cease: bun you were talking about canadian cartoons last week TOR : Soooooooper Duuuuuuuper cease: i saw a copule of new ones, drawn together and more of a brit high school girl thing where the girls say mother fucker all the time. neither was worth watchinbg a 2nd time TOR : Isn't Fetus X from Canada? cease: havent seen it Bunnyboy: cease: Was I? I'm not surprised. They rock! National Film Board of Canada produced this year's Oscar-winning short. TOR : MATER FORNICATER ___ those kids nowdays cease: oh yes, ryan is magnifique klokwkdog: Cat - I've always liked the stuff sponsored by National Film Board; they seem to be good quality cease: but the cartons on our network, teletoons, are very bad indeed TOR : make that an "or" cease: yes the film board has done outstanding work for 60 years or so TOR : MATER FORNICATOR klokwkdog: you can't get The Cartoon Network? TOR : Outstanding in a field? cease: ryan is the best canuck cartoon i've seen in decades doctoast: kids - they're older than they used to be ah,clem: yes, after a through read of the back cover, it is f-cc` klokwkdog: (not that I can, either) cease: not unless i get satellite tv, klok cease: i cant get a lot of americna struff, like hbo and stuff Bambi: yes, f-cc I knew it was something like that ... - or _ klokwkdog: well, that's horribly nationalistic. We show N. Film Board stuff here without restricting it as propaganda (for now) cease: i thought reagan banned a canuck documentary cease: the one about panama, perhaps. we have so many klokwkdog: not a cartoon klokwkdog: i see Dear Leader doing this next. You won't get away so easy, rejecting our anti-missile system (not that it's for that) TOR :http://torhershman.blogspot.com/ My sweet & sour glob blog, speakin' of cartoons. ah,clem: the swearing in is great... "say what?" Bambi: funny you didn't remember that Clem ... when you brought your old album out, it was one of the funnies on the jacket that you showed me ... years ago TOR : Ronald Reagan SDI: The Statically Dead Icon ||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"DWARF" on ' ah,clem: yes, well that was a while ago, and I read it fcc, as it was acurate` ||||||||| At 11:36 PM, Muddhead vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! klokwkdog: acurate? : Don't crush that Dwarf, hand me the pliers ah,clem: who changed stream? TOR : Strategically Dead Icon
Bambi says no worries ... Clem...just teasing ya cease: i saw this album in the making, as it evolved from life in the day thru 2 places into this and yet it still amazes me at how strong it is cease: how it flows ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Muddhead into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:36 PM, then departs. ah,clem: is almost over now Muddhead: giggles cease: a tao without islands Bambi: it was either you or Merlyn :-) TOR : Moï spiellin' iz reel goud noow Merlyn: I changed the CNI title clem
klokwkdog does not care how it happened, as long as it's permanent. He was a real embarassment ah,clem: don't pee into the stream, Bambi klokwkdog: yeah, use the entrenching tool... cease: the man with no shoes ah,clem: oh, ok, sorry Bam
Dexter Fong Bambi: it's all good :-) ah,clem: merlyn TOR : I cried because I had no shoes Bunnyboy: I'm a drifter. Catch y'all next week! TOR : till I met a man who had klokwkdog: nite bun! Muddhead: adios!! Dexter Fong: See you under the Boardwalk Bunny ah,clem: merlyn did it TOR : 10,000 pair and I grabed a arm load ||||||||| DrHappyHarryCox enters at 11:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn. cease: by bun klokwkdog: hey, doc DrHappyHarryCox: Hello Seekers Dexter Fong: Hi Harr
Bambi hums Under the board...walk.... TOR : Hello Joy Filled Peliage Penis cease: Sikh Errs? Bambi: hi Dr Happy TOR : Pelage DrHappyHarryCox: peliage? gesundheit cease: happy panned it ||||||||| Bunnyboy says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bunnyboy exits at 11:39 PM. Merlyn: hey cox Dexter Fong: Sikh Ears ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bambi: night Bunny TOR : Yes, plumage for feathers, pelage for hair. Bambi: night DrHappyHarryCox: ahhh yes, I used to pillage for plumage Muddhead: what do you mean by that.... cease: as opposed to, for example, day Bambi: him...the Bightrethighrehighre didn't show up DrHappyHarryCox: I was right about the comet! Muddhead: how'd you get in here? i dont remember Dexter Fong: Cat: We scored tickets for Spamalot FrankAcne Jr: Dogs flew spaceships cease: it really is a good cleanser? TOR : And the flagon with the dragon has the pellet with poison cease: you and mrs dex? good for you Muddhead: well alright then DrHappyHarryCox: Rover is smarter than you will ever be TOR : I envy you, Dexter Dexter Fong: Cat: Thnks, lucked into it...incredible tough ticket and muy expensivo cease: really great shit, mrs pressed key Bambi: FYI: JimmyLee and Bambi Show starts at 7pm Saturday night (7-10pm) klokwkdog: Bambi - FYI: treacle klokwkdog: # a pale cane syrup (UK, similar to molasses) klokwkdog: # an expression that is excessively sweet and sentimental klokwkdog: (my favorite usage is Christopher Morley and his "treacle tart"; it's an Anglicanism) cease: i can imagine Bambi: JimmyLee and Bambi Show is news and views on computer and technology related things of the day Muddhead: my my Bambi: along with some songs and chitchat klokwkdog: thanks, Bambi, will try to listen klokwkdog: interesting security stuff in your blog lately, I see, too cease: do you think it would be possible to see some comedy, like the sort of things randi rhodes and the other air america folks are always promoting? or are those kinds of things sold out before theyr'e announced Bambi: ah, thanks Klok ... hadn't heard that term before (treacle) Dexter Fong: Cat: You asking me about comedy? cease: wait for me TOR : My favorite line is from the "Hair" parody "Skin" “For I shall win the contest for looking like Peter Boyle that’s also a male malady and a cannibal snack recipe" Bambi: ah, yes .. .very true Klok klokwkdog: i think he means a show in NYC when he's there soon, Dex ||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"A Few Minutes With Firesign Theatre"' Dexter Fong: Klok: Thanks for the intervention =) Merlyn: clem, it wasn't Barney, the honking was harpo cease: i know nyc has both music places and comedy places, or bars with comedians or something. we dont have that here, or atr least i dont know them klokwkdog: well, we respect you Dex, and don't want you going off the Deep End... TOR : Well, Praise to Firesign Theatre, goodnight all & Dex, dine well on ham and jam and spamalot. cease: they seem to come and go quickly. unlike places like the hungri i in frisco. Dexter Fong: Cat: I will do some checking and get back to you via email Bambi: if anyone is interested in seeing it, my blog that Klok was talking about is located here: http://bambismusings.blogspot.com Dexter Fong: Thanks Tor =) cease: good for you, bambi ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bightrethighrehighre', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:48 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Merlyn: clem/bambi, do you know how many listeners you have at any time? Bambi: Harpo ... ah, of course ... and that would also be the bozo noise as well ... squeeze the wheeze... Dexter Fong: bIGHTRE RETURNS Dexter Fong: sorry Bightrethighrehighre: When I think about me, I clone myself.... klokwkdog: now, you can play it after 10PM if you give a caveat to lock the kids in a closet and the profanity is recorded, not from the DJ...which is why Stern is going to satellite, I guess Bightrethighrehighre: Yohhh, Dex and otro peeps.... Bambi: it varies Merlyn from week to week cease: are there parakeets about? Dexter Fong: Pair a Quats DrHappyHarryCox: you cloned a keet? Muddhead: towed away towed away where do you go when ........ Dexter Fong: I *love* those keen segues Clem does =) DrHappyHarryCox: I am going to greece klokwkdog: it won't crash if the computer is driving the car Muddhead: yeah buddy Merlyn: they got towed early Muddhead: the blue screen of death at 80 mph is okie dokie :D klokwkdog: geeze, an H2 controlled by WinXP? as bad as the British frigates being run by Windows NT... ah,clem: tks Dex FrankAcne Jr: Frigate Matilda, Frigate Matilda Muddhead: ACMEonLine is in control
Dexter Fong afk for refill klokwkdog: the problem with WinNT-related OSes is that interrupts are virtualized, so that there's about 14,000 instructions executed before any application that has 'em hooked gets notified ||||||||| Catherwood says "11:53 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs ah,clem by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door DrHappyHarryCox: it 8:09 in Duckburg klokwkdog: this can be annoying when controlling an engine that's revving high...;-) ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:53 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... cease: duck and cover cease: the san narcisco treat klokwkdog: US Navy had a frigate controlled by Windows NT. Cut the crew by 15%. Had to be towed back into port 3 times, so far, too. Dexter Fong: brack DrHappyHarryCox: choo choo yamato cease: and brew? klokwkdog: witches cease: yammy? klokwkdog: hammy? Dexter Fong: Spammy! DrHappyHarryCox: not insane, not responsible and not insane cease: i am what i spam klokwkdog: a lot cease: not inane? cease: nujber 9, number 9 Dexter Fong: Ican only spam english with a spray paint can klokwkdog: not included cease: you missed phil, yammy, but he may return DrHappyHarryCox: my friend, what happened to your nose? Bambi: have a great week everyone! see ya next time ... if you get a chance pop into CNI Radio Saturday night ... and we do have OTR and Shep interdispersed with other shows on the weekend. cease: oh? cyrus Muddhead: say wot? you don't want any spam!!! mumbles mutters Bambi: nytol! :-) Merlyn: bye bambi klokwkdog: nite Bambi! cease: ok bambi DrHappyHarryCox: Keep em flying! Dexter Fong: Night Bambi...and remember cross only at the deer crossing signs Muddhead: night Bambi cease: Oss Iris FrankAcne Jr: not on XP you wont ah,clem: good night everyone, and thanks for listening klokwkdog: nite Clem cease: by ah
Bambi waves as she lets the door hit her on the way out LOL! Dexter Fong: Night Clem, and thanks as always for the good listening Bambi: will do Dex ;-) cease: say hello to ee, uu, eh and oh
klokwkdog remembers more than once seeing deer X'ing by those signs... FrankAcne Jr: catch you on the comeback Muddhead: stumbles off looking for science high ||||||||| At 11:59 PM, Bambi runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ah,clem: reds and yellows all day (getting sleepy) cease: costs more than a nickle, missie Merlyn: good exit quote ||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| TOR - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ah,clem :) klokwkdog: do they take misch metal? cease: they're flying llike drops ||||||||| Catherwood says "12:00 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs ah,clem by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door klokwkdog: blind lemon droppersons ||||||||| 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.. Dexter Fong: speaking of "llike" has IILAN been around? klokwkdog: yes, Dex, you missed him; see log cease: blind news boy, blind mr. muckle in next world, any more blind folk in firesign? klokwkdog: and we had phone call from Ken cease: yes he has, dex
Dexter Fong sees log, saws log, conquers log DrHappyHarryCox: the band has formed a cheese log down on the field klokwkdog: do not cross the Rubicon, Dex -- note the X sign with slash thru it Dexter Fong: Klok: A live phone call? ||||||||| 12:02 AM -- doctoast left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). klokwkdog: well, sort of, he was pretty sleeeepy Dexter Fong: The Rubicon of Omar Khayak klokwkdog: see log
Dexter Fong gestures hypnotically....sees log
klokwkdog vanishes briefly to fetch brew II Dexter Fong: Harmon Fetchabrew cease: et too, julius? DrHappyHarryCox: Orange julius Dexter Fong: My name is Julio, gringo...you wanna see me down by the school yard? DrHappyHarryCox: syrup won't stop the eggs klokwkdog: bak cease: what are all these mexican-americans doing here? Dexter Fong: Dr Happy...you spend time in NYC or is OJ not a local NYC thing cease: or, the sun klokwkdog: who you callin' a dummy? Dexter Fong: You Morimer cease: peorge, busherbiter Dexter Fong: Mortimer klokwkdog: think there is a big presence in malls via franchises, Dex DrHappyHarryCox: roanoke, virginia, the tirebiters are from this neck of the woods, or is the armpit Dexter Fong: Ah...Cause most of the NYC ones slipped into darkness klokwkdog: Dex - http://www.orangejulius.com/en-US/Franchising+Info/Variety+of+Opportunities/default.htm cease: put a tank in your tigre Dexter Fong: Just happened to have that at your fingertips eh, Klok? =) DrHappyHarryCox: I need a gas station. Did I pass one? cease: i thnk you're still below .9 klokwkdog: 2 seconds in Google, Dex (longer to find one in Kuwait City, I suppose) klokwkdog: Harry - you're in Roanoke? Dexter Fong: Klok: Did you go for that Google search engine that searches your PC etc? cease: row row, roanoke, gently down the stream of history DrHappyHarryCox: just outside in beautiful bountiful botetourt county, but yes klokwkdog: no, not yet, Dex, but it sounds useful. I usually let such things explode for someone else, first ||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Muddhead - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... cease: what the difrerence between dead mud and live mud? Dexter Fong: Klok: Me too! I may get a walkman soon though DrHappyHarryCox: you have heard of roanoke? a geography major lol FrankAcne Jr: i have a case of the shuffles cease: upper or lower, frank? Dexter Fong: I'll trade you a case of shingles for you shuffles Dexter Fong: And throw in this box of tics cease: than i'll be mr. shingleuppagus
klokwkdog is confused by the walkman statement. you hold off on the new stuff and BTW are getting a walkman or you're taking up walking now the Gates are coming down or...? Dexter Fong: or my names not Tourette....Shit!....Damn damn!! Merlyn: If phil doesn't revive soon, I'll have to leave Dexter Fong: Merl: Give him artificial expiration FrankAcne Jr: ok but can you change a case of Jaundice ? cease: it didnt sound like he was exiting permanently, merl. more a situation but i dont know cease: he's turnging yellow. klokwkdog: you think one of the dogs hot him? they turned the hounds loose early? klokwkdog: got him, oops Dexter Fong: FAJr: Beri Beri easyily done DrHappyHarryCox: Jaun Dice had a case of the craps klokwkdog: (time to grab brew #3 maybe?) cease: baskervilles, bakersville, what's the difrence? FrankAcne Jr: how can i ever repay you Dextor cease: in euros Dexter Fong: Well Frank, you could marry me.... klokwkdog: bakersfield? wasn't that on the LP inner sleeve for Warner Brothers or something? FrankAcne Jr: where do i sign Dexter Fong: Klok: Baker's Field at Columbia U klokwkdog: and here... klokwkdog: some sepia-toned 1910 photo cease: wc fields forever FrankAcne Jr: some one has stolen my bar of soap Dexter Fong: Sing here....and here....and here....and sign right here.....and initial that.....and give me your solcial security # cease: bakker's villa? warm bloody marys on tap DrHappyHarryCox: bend over and roll up your arm, do you want regular or premium? klokwkdog: they already have your social security number, not that it'll be good for anything soon ||||||||| Phil Austin leaves at 12:16 AM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..." Dexter Fong: Aviation fuel plese...I'm flying klokwkdog: well, darn cease: i guess he heard you, merl Merlyn: bye phil.. FrankAcne Jr: TTFN klokwkdog: his ISP may've timed him out or the PC Dexter Fong: S'long Big Beaver klokwkdog: nite Frank cease: aha DrHappyHarryCox: bye, and thanks for bringing joy into the world sir :) FrankAcne Jr: i must get back and repair the Tube of Doom cease: tiz a better world indeed klokwkdog: I think Dear Leader borrowed it, Frank DrHappyHarryCox: I was lurking and wanted to come and thank him, I was too slow :( Dexter Fong: Frank: Sounds dangerous...but oddly exciting...better sign this release...and sign here too FrankAcne Jr: someone stole my pen too klokwkdog: better find out if he wants any riders, like no red M&Ms, too, Dex DrHappyHarryCox: kissenger took it Dexter Fong: I just got out of one...er got one here klokwkdog: use your blood and make fingerprints, Frank, we'll accept it Dexter Fong: Klok: Also no Eminem FrankAcne Jr: Is Eminem a Red ? Dexter Fong: From Red Square Detroit FrankAcne Jr: ah klokwkdog: no he's white; they're just discriminating against Native Americans... DrHappyHarryCox: a poo is 5 feet, if you walk 10 feet you have gone poopoo FrankAcne Jr: its all beginning to make a crazy kind of sense klokwkdog: groan klokwkdog: don't make a Haymarket Rebellion out of it
Dexter Fong believes Dr Happy's chines lessons are coming right along Dexter Fong: chinese klokwkdog: chines? DrHappyHarryCox: ding ding, welcome to only nice hotel in town Dexter Fong: Ask not for whom de blell chines klokwkdog: on desolation row cease: appar3ently the lads had a rif confusing cheese with chinese at their stanford show, this would have been maybe 71 or 72 i think Dexter Fong: There's a desolation row in every town from Memphis to Maoville cease: maybe earlier cease: dexm how goddard! klokwkdog: and ashes all the way from Boulder to Birmingham DrHappyHarryCox: hauling ashes tonight cease: just saw masculin feminin last night. very depressing. and only a few good images Dexter Fong: Cat: Procmer does the chinese guy teaching The Nix just before/or after trip to Rec C, Lets Eat show I believe
klokwkdog was listening to this expat Brit from Philly Museum shoot holes in the anemic Bloomberg News "art critic" on The Connection today. It's ROFL cease: i must listen to that again, dex FrankAcne Jr: oh well, they have come to lock me up again, i guess its time to go Dexter Fong: Klok: There's an incredible version of Boulder to Birmingham on a live Hollies Record klokwkdog: surface, it was about the Salvador Dali show, but the subtext was liberal vs conservative and it was no match cease: it stoned me just like jelly roll klokwkdog: have a good eve, Frank DrHappyHarryCox: holly golightly mmmmmm FrankAcne Jr: ok will do, cease: frank FrankAcne Jr: take care and stay well all Dexter Fong: Don't forget to sign out Frank =) cease: wil do our best FrankAcne Jr: with Internet explorer i have little choice klokwkdog: anyone wants to re-listen, http://www.theconnection.org/shows/2005/03/20050310_b_main.asp DrHappyHarryCox: keep wet :) FrankAcne Jr: bye FrankAcne Jr: its always wet here in England FrankAcne Jr: splash !!! klokwkdog: Hollies? EmmyLou isn't authentic enough?????! ;-)) DrHappyHarryCox: cheerio oh chap Dexter Fong: uh......you're in England? FrankAcne Jr: of course cease: youre in england, frank? klokwkdog: it's almost daylight now, then FrankAcne Jr: am dining with Hemlock Stones Dexter Fong: Klok: There's alway room for another good version of any song IMHO cease: avoid the hemlock Dexter Fong: Get Stoned FrankAcne Jr: good advice, we take drugs pretty seriously in our family cease: always a good id Dexter Fong: All participants who signed up for this lecture are obligated to get stoned klokwkdog: yeah, like "No Woman, No Cry" by...The Nenes in Okinawan is great and the version by Peter Rowan...uh, Marley's good enough for me
klokwkdog takes drugs carefreely klokwkdog: or not atoll DrHappyHarryCox: everybody must get stone, wait I have heard that before cease: one would have thought that was the case for the marijuana logs. the ticket price was enough to buy a large quantity of quality pot in this town Dexter Fong: Klok: It's subjective...one man's Meade Lux Lewis is another man's "Poison Ivy" FrankAcne Jr: its as well him as another cease: and yet chong's parole officer kicked him off the tour for being around people smoking dope cease: hmmm Dexter Fong: Dr H: I heard it in Saudi Arabia yesterday DrHappyHarryCox: why do you think they call it dope? klokwkdog: yes, it's very BIG there... Dexter Fong: There was this woman who had shamed her family...The Mullah said everybody must get stone klokwkdog: also in Texas... cease: getting stoned has an entirely different meaning there FrankAcne Jr: indeed it does DrHappyHarryCox: rock and roll mama klokwkdog: oh, i think it just has more meanings, cat Bightrethighrehighre: guder-nacht, folks, see ya next thu... klokwkdog: it's like anything else in Arabic, backwards and highly-dependent on context cease: big klokwkdog: nite Big DrHappyHarryCox: ciao Dexter Fong: Ich bin ein Sausage cease: simplify your monniker one of these days DrHappyHarryCox: I am a donut cease: dough does tend to drive you nuts Dexter Fong: I am the whole-oo-ole klokwkdog: doesn't matter, Cat, if there's nothing inside DrHappyHarryCox: lool Dexter Fong: Cat: Willing to risk it klokwkdog: it's like an m-brane: all about those Good Vibrations klokwkdog: (science once again merges with Zen) DrHappyHarryCox: I'll get the car Dexter Fong: I'll take a lot of ritalin first, then gimme the money cease: anybody got any strring? Dexter Fong: Klok: But Zen vat do ve do? klokwkdog: so Dex, is Spamalot any good? klokwkdog: just move to a higher plane, Dex; maybe an Airbus A-450 Merlyn: goodnite folx Dexter Fong: Klok: It's gotten good buzz from the theater folk and previews and outta town tryouts...and it's the hardest ticket to get since Producers first opened cease: merl klokwkdog: nite merlyn; good chat system -- u need to be thanked more often Dexter Fong: Night Merl ...my favorite host =) ||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 12:34 AM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..." DrHappyHarryCox: ciao :) klokwkdog: sorry, Dex, I misunderstood the log; thought U were there tonight Dexter Fong: (: oaic Dexter Fong: Klok: Huh? klokwkdog: so then you did get to the concert and enjoyed it instead? Dexter Fong: Yeah1 klokwkdog: ah Dexter Fong: Yeah!? (accidental send) Dexter Fong: Anyway yes, went and enjoyed it greatly klokwkdog: and you have tickets to Spamalot and will thus see it once it opens? Dexter Fong: Yes...a Thursday in April I believe Dexter Fong: So everyone stay on real late and I'll give you my review =)) klokwkdog: well, I wish you pleasant weather and a happy crowd and the "good" cast! Dexter Fong: Thank you Klok and I wish us all pleasant weather for a change
klokwkdog suspects we'll have heard rather too much about it by then, but will still enjoy a description from "one of us" (in the Freaks sense, if you get my meaning, if you...) Dexter Fong: Did you get a lot of snow on tues/wed? ||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| FrankAcne Jr - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... klokwkdog: no, but my recycling bin out for pickup Wed. AM got vacummed out Dexter Fong: Bye Frank Dexter Fong: Ah...they call the wind fucking vicious klokwkdog: 3" and freakin' cold and still blowing like mad the next day at 3PM when it got as warm as it would, I figured, and shoveled the crap by hand klokwkdog: my garage door got blowby thru the edges and froze to the tracks klokwkdog: so I couldn't get the blower out had I decided to... Dexter Fong: Get out the acetylene torch klokwkdog: Kill Devil Hill in NC caught 110 gusts Dexter Fong: Thats awe inspiring klokwkdog: You know, I tried with a 2000W electric heater last winter when the bottom of the door froze...one begins to appreciate the raw thermal power of a 35ºF sunny day Dexter Fong: Orville or Wilbur whoever who'd been up a lot long that the 56 seconds or whatever klokwkdog: it didn't make a dent after an hour cease: bucky? Dexter Fong: Direct flamal deposit klokwkdog: they poured over the US Weather Service (such as it was) records for the eastern US to find that place, Dex cease: full or brush, man? Dexter Fong: Shit, I thought they just googled it klokwkdog: geodesic, man cease: crying of lot 56? klokwkdog: nope; the weather radar I worked on was same way, they consulted the Oracle and stuck the severe storms lab in Norman OK Dexter Fong: No 72 I'm laughing klokwkdog: thought it was hilarious until i was there in the summer and very quickly wanted to be 'way farther underground and surrounded by thick concrete Dexter Fong: Still using soothsayers and that ilk eh? cease: oh, master of the universe Dexter Fong: Not now son, I'm on another line klokwkdog: no, DOC US WS, Wash. DC. They used a large stone building full of paper and microfiche, I think cease: you'll love the boss. his suit isnt rented klokwkdog: a bit heavier than the Internet Dexter Fong: No, but his girl friend is cease: blimb? who you calling a blimp? Dexter Fong: Blimb boy Ishikawa...is that you klokwkdog: I turned on the Moorish Orthodox Radio Crusade while waiting for "Weaponry" Tuesday night and the host was complaining about the subway not running due to the storm. 60 mph gusts there, eh? Dexter Fong: I cannot see, look out for me cease: this way, mr muckle, honey Dexter Fong: Not honey, Nurse Ckickle...Maple syrup klokwkdog: pretty much the story here; Boston and Cape Cod got pasted; I briefly saw a Boston station's weather and they were complaining they'd reached double snow for this winter now Dexter Fong: or some nice treacle cease: i wonder if all these firesign blind refs portend that a member of the group will go blind, and live in that world klokwkdog: extra treacle for me Dexter Fong: ...and then come back to ours and tell us a vision cease: an audio world theyt've already mastered
klokwkdog is still trying to figure out that Beatles cover... Dexter Fong: and Commandered cease: no dex, whoever goes there will not come back. cease: ossman has these great ideas for a dwarf flick and i'll see ossman's stage versoin with his son in a couple of weeks Dexter Fong: Never say Never Blimb Boy....There's a doctor in Tijuanna whosays he can save you cease: but as dave and austin discussed last chat, they are an audio group ||||||||| It's 12:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| DrHappyHarryCox - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... cease: that is their strength, their inovation, their genius.
klokwkdog can't but think that a film of dwarf would be disappointing. fun, but maybe an animated version, a quality animated version? cease: but more power to them if they can bring their old audio works into a visual realm Dexter Fong: Cat: Yas they are...very much so..but not, I think to the extent that they can' make aspects of their work quite visually attractive and helpful Dexter Fong: can't cease: klok, if ossman were telling you his plans for it, would you tel him you would be dissapointed? cease: how despairaging is that? klokwkdog: you can do things in animation that transcend the real SFX. or maybe a combo, along the lines of Who Framed Rodger Rabbit? cease: i look froward to them doing anything they get into doing cease: yes klok, ala Ryan. amazing animaition could be done. Dexter Fong: Let's see (punches nuumbers into calculator)...we can do this for about 6 1/2 Million klokwkdog: cat - it takes incredible work to produce something like that; the original and certainly to organize a film cease: look at Bosch? cease: and a fuck of a lot of money, klok cease: that may be why it hasnt happend Dexter Fong: Hi Ronomous...wher's Reemamus klokwkdog: so no, I wouldn't put it down, but having loved the audio version in my mind, it's unlikely that their manifested film version would jive with my mental landscape cease: dex. more. the stupid brit/can high school cartoon i just saw, though well written, looked like shit and cost $8 mil Dexter Fong: heh cease: exactly, klok. which is why i hope it doesnt happen klokwkdog: hopefully, it would be closer in harmony like LOTR films and less the kind of disappointment that Catch-22 klokwkdog: was Dexter Fong: Cat: You've seen the video of "Everything", right...what's your opinion? cease: ok good point, klok. 2 of my fave novels were steppenwolfe and that gunter grass book, both of which made a fine transition to film, althogh losing most of ither intlelecxtual beiauty cease: no dex, i havcent cease: only fragments klokwkdog:The Tin Drum? cease: it looked ok, but it wasnt the audio experience Dexter Fong: I shall have to review it...IIRC didn't they lip sync at least parts of it? cease: yes that s it\beautifulflick but only a fragment of the book cease: evrything? it locked like it klokwkdog: to do something like Dwarf as an animation, IMO, would require six hours or more of running time Dexter Fong: Dwark II, The Emporer strikes Out cease: i g3t the impression that the old flicks were made cuz someone else thought they could make money off the firesging, not that they imagined a way of doing their audio work in visual terms of the qulaity of the sound only version Dexter Fong: Dwarf klokwkdog: and it would really need to go to DVD set with an extra disc full of reference and interview to make it comprehensible on any level cease: klok.,no. it would have to be in real time. 40 min or so cease: like the stage play i[ll see soon Dexter Fong: Klok: Don't forget the German Lesson Book Dexter Fong: Well Dear Fire Friends.....It's time to Put Morpheus to bed klokwkdog: cat, I respectfully think they'd need to write new stuff to foreshadow and postshadow it, make portions of Nick Danger and Bozos to tie into the album-album refs (and eventually make those, too) and so on. 'cause many audiences would only see the flick/cartoon once and think, WTF? cease: as a dvd project, perhaps/ but the integrity of dwarf is just dwarf, not its explication ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. klokwkdog: It may be like Police Story, which got cancelled because the network decided it was too complicated for the audience... cease: ok dex cease: sleep well Dexter Fong: Klok: Yes...another reason for their inability to reach a really wide audience...their work is too referential klokwkdog: how could it make money, and if it wasn't designed to make money, how could it be financed? klokwkdog: nite Dex Dexter Fong: Night Guides cease: i think they tried to be commercial. with limited success, as firesigns anyway klokwkdog: they reached a wide audience in the '60s, Dex -- perhaps Gresham's Law is afflicting the population, too? klokwkdog: well, yeah, they can sink to the Howard Stern level and be very popular cease: they have a good agent now, if you read tailor's journal cease: that means money in theri pockets, but the vast sums to make a flick, i dont see it happening klokwkdog: OTOH, David Letterman is very popular; maybe not as popular as Leno cease: and i'm not unhappy about that klokwkdog: part of it has to do with the network or studio or whatever be willing to keep plugging away for a year or two or three and eventually the following builds cease: arenty they equally popular, klook? i watch both of them, and suspect so do many others klokwkdog: well, Leno is shooting at a mainstream audience and Letterman is shooting at a hip one cease: john stewart is vastly superior, but at an earlier time slot klokwkdog: not that they're both not aiming at a target not 10% apart from each other klokwkdog: he's on cable cease: ok,, not here, klok. we have an entirely different situation klokwkdog:Saturday Night Live also took months, years to build cease: realy? i thought it was instantly popular klokwkdog: the problem is that once you have that kind of buildup, the audience then wants the same stichk every time cease: i remember watching the first show, and admiring carlin for coming out with long hair\for a lot of us, that was a big thing then, and youre older than me klokwkdog: not much, Cat cease: thatr what killed hendirx. i've been watchying a lot of shows about him and the fact when he played new stuff they all booed drove him deeper in to toxic drugs, which soon kille dhim klokwkdog: I used to watch the Lloyd Dobbins/Linda Ellerbee news thing that was in that same time slot and kind of "fell in" to SNL by default -- I tended to be up at that time and would be confused about which was on that Saturday... cease: very very sad, watching all this, he was a genius, but like many, couldnt take the demands that placed upon him. klokwkdog: yeah, there's that classic skit about Dylan in Lemmings which about wraps it up cease: of course folks throwing him bags of heroin while he was performing didnt help klokwkdog: there was something of an exploration of that in Ken Burn's Jazz with respect to Jazzmen klokwkdog: and commentary by some contemporaries about how many seemed to think that was the way to become a good performer and the toll that took ||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... klokwkdog: i've read other commentary about writers and suggestion that they were ill in some way and were self-medicating with drugs, alcohol before there were medicines that could help klokwkdog: so if this stuff is taken away, does the creative spark vanish? or an addiction just really sometimes just an addiction? cease: i dont think coltrane would have been coltrane without his heroin, but others were his equal without it. klokwkdog: and Chet Baker? cease: no i think addiction is part of the personality that achieves where it goes becaue of thatr cease: and many others. but did miles become a kilometers when he gave up junk? cease: did junk ever do any good for wiliam burroghs? klokwkdog: oh, in that case, I think it became a good excuse cease: a sober kerouac would have lived long and written tons o' shit klokwkdog: i doubt alcohol ever helped Kerouac beyond providing some experiences to write about cease: so varied is the experience of the human concsiousness with intoxicartion one cannot possibley generalize on the effects klokwkdog: but I think that Kerouac resonated at a time period and could not grow beyond that, while the public consciousness did cease: but without bieng drunk he wuold not have had those experiences. i know that empircially cease: hey, i talked to neal's wife and son, and neal od's, essentially, which they can accuse me of leaching off of for neal amid klokwkdog: yeah, but the thing is, he kept on being drunk when he didn't need to be, and that was a problem cease: i would like to see an era when the influence of booze or drugs is no more a matter of concern than the influence of broccoli or spinache on an artist klokwkdog: i am afraid that we have only seen the beginning, Cat, only the beginning cease: both neal and jack liked being blotto. and the english languagfe is different because of that fact cease: the begiining of persecution? klokwkdog: I suspect that someday, people may deliberately engineer their consciousness in finer ways than we can now with drugs or alcohol or tobacco or caffine, deliberately so they can write/create things that a "standard" person can't cease: i've already entered my pike in the war against the war in krassner's books, among others. my visual contrbutions wil l occurs soon klokwkdog: they will bend themselves and essentially send messages back that we can appreciate, but never create ourselves cease: yes, that wil happen cklok. i see it with the pot connoisuers here klokwkdog: drugs, etc. will seem so crude, so primitive cease: i am la brea man klokwkdog: the whole brain will become a canvas, and I suspect that it may lead to real disruptions in society, since it won't just be artists and athetes abusing such power cease: that was kesey's dream, and leary's, and buddhas" klokwkdog: Dick's "Pennfield Mood Organ" will only be a pale shadow of what we'll be able to do if we choose cease: the firewsign are more detached, less messianic, i hope cease: yes, but i suspect not in my lifetime klokwkdog: no, not for the ordinary person, I guess cease: we're stil stumbling with primitive pharmacology klokwkdog: and other things may interfere; bad things, good things or just "other" things we can't imagine, but things to happen next week or next year cease: where is rhode island? is it far from new york and dc? cease: does my train from those cities go through there? klokwkdog: oh, they have a lot of pieces ready, Cat; I'm thinking more along the lines of viruses and stem cells, not "drugs" per se klokwkdog: Providence is a $60 Amtrak ride from NYC, Cat, or a $30 weekend shuttle from Boston, Cat cease: so north of ny? klokwkdog: it would make more sense for everyone to congregate in NYC than for you to go to Bridgeport and RI and such klokwkdog: it's halfway the train ride from NYC->Boston, Cat cease: yes, lili invited me to stay at her place but its in con so when elayne suggested her place, it sounds closer cease: in the grewater nyc area, i believe klokwkdog: you can get to Bridgeport or a station near DT by Metro North cheap, but once Amtrak gets involved, not so cease: docand lili said they want to go to the planetarium with me, a major reason for my visit to the city klokwkdog: yeah, NYC is more central and it makes more sense for us to go there than the reverse, diffuse thing for you klokwkdog: ah, they plan to stuff you into the projector at Hayden and see what comes out? cease: i arrive in dc and finally meet richard arnold, one of the founders of this chat and the bitsite cease: i'll be splendiforous cease: richard is mr. nasa cease: also the planet proctor web mage klokwkdog: There is a nice Dali exhibition in Philly, apparently; I was just listening to a show about him and the exhibition klokwkdog: yeah, don't miss the Air and Space museum, then Cat cease: there is an art museum in the philly area, amazing stuff rarely exhibitied outside the museum. looks like stuff i'd like to see, but dont even knwow where philly is klokwkdog: look for the Japanese parachute bomb; it doesn't look like much, but it was on display last I was there 20 years ago cease: you know, i saw that in 64, klok cease: i rmeember the spirit of st. lousi, and one of the gemeni capsules cease: i was there 41 years ago, klok klokwkdog: Philly is about an hour south of NYC, Cat. It's kind of NYC->Philly->Baltimore/WashDC (the latter quite close to each other, like 30-40 mi.; the suburbs mingle, like colliding galaxies) cease: too bad my trip is so short, but i wouldn't want to impose upon virtualy unknown friends for long periods of time klokwkdog: it's on the I-95 "corridor" along the coast klokwkdog: well, IMO, RI is a "nothing to see here, move along" kind of place cease: yes, la is like that. the coast of california is largely the suburbs of la klokwkdog: if you're here here, well, there is stuff to see, but not to cross the continent for cease: even spaulding thought so little of it he killed h imself klokwkdog: RI or NYC? klokwkdog: sounded to me like he was in other kinds of pain, not stuck in Bridgeport or something cease: either one, klok, i dont know klokwkdog: that family has had a problem with such things, like the Hemingways cease: two of my fave writers, spaulding and hunter decided their lives werent worht living. how do they figure that? i dont know, i dont want to know cease: yes, sp's mother, hunter's hemingway fixation. cease: the two best evenigns ive ever spent in a theatre were watching spaulding here in van klokwkdog: hunter had physical pain and that may have affected his mental state cease: but as a drug connoiuseseur, could nt he have found a proper medication? klokwkdog: i only saw the film of Swimming to Cambodia and short TV or radio things, but I was impressed cease: everyone has physiocal pain cease: few has his expertise cease: live he was better than firesign, klok. klokwkdog: yeah. dunno, cat. i think the pharmaceuticals are pretty crude cease: we live in a primitive age, alas klokwkdog: you mean unscripted, off the cuff, or live with a script? cease: vonngeut talks about his sis's suicide, the bad chemicals in her brain cease: ot yhet discovered whart the good ones are klokwkdog: i'm thankful for what we've got and hopeful for the future (w/caveats re previous comments about some aspects of the future I can imagine) cease: but friends of mine with mentally fucked family members are very well stabilitiezed by current drugs klokwkdog: we all know someone who just turned a corner and there was nothing you could do cease: scripated, klok. very scripted. but perfect cease: the firesign only get that after take 600 on dwarf. it cant be done live klokwkdog: Gray was more or less stabilized until his wreck cease: did he stop taking his pills? cease: did hunter? cease: were you here when austin was asked about hutner's death? klokwkdog: cat - dunno, but it may be that he lost hope or needed a new prescription. He tried several times; the other thing is that I think the people near him had gotten exhausted trying to save him cease: austin said it was perfect, but i dont know, having just watfched breakfast with hutner this morning klokwkdog: i think so, cat cease: hunter? yes i heard that klokwkdog: Cat - Gray painted a word picture; FST paints an audio picture, you know what I mean? cease: hmmm klokwkdog: It's like a perfect pitch soloist and something like a small group doing Vivaldi's "Gloria" cease: i closed my eyes when he was on stage and i was there in grayland to a much greater extent than i was in firesign land klokwkdog: there is harmony and resonance that even someone as vocally talented as Robert Johnson was on the guitar can't match cease: yes, his singular voice as opposed to the firesign putting voices togheter klokwkdog: also, Gray did things that were like tone poems, almost Joycean in a consciousness sense, whereas Firesign reminds me of something like T.S. Elliot where you have to soak it for awhile. (I know, Joyce was referential, but Gray does not so impress me, or it's more on the surface and not very complex; it's all about speed and color and sensualness) klokwkdog: yes, but Gray isn't doing "parts" or voices for his characters and it's often from his own point of view, looking out cease: tone indeed. but the theatrical expericne of just him on stage and the audience soaking up his words were as nothing i've expereinced ina ton of theatre i've seen, and been part of cease: if the firesign are an extension of old time radio, spaulding was an extention of mark twain on stage i think klokwkdog: you experience his stuff in a landscape in your mind, yes, but you build the landscape and characters -- there are no "props", no suggestions of voice tone or background sounds or even coincidence of multiple speakers: you must create that from the words cease: the expressoin of the words klokwkdog: so is he "better" than FST? Sure. And FST is "better" than Gray. It's apples and oranges cease: i taught english for a living for a long time. i'm way into how words sound and mean. klokwkdog: Yes, but with Gray's stuff, you have to do lots more mental heavy lifting, I think cease: my experience as an audience member for 2 gray shows was more intense, pleasureable, intellectually stimulating and downright intoxicating than the half a dozne firesign shows i saw. does tht answr your questoin? klokwkdog: and you have to fill in more holes in the mental landscape yourself; first, you have to throw it together as quick as he talks, so there's lots of it where there's a "coming soon" sign and you just deal with it cease: but firesign is even faster in that 4 people are firing at me, and all with great lines klokwkdog: dunno, cat, I've never had the pleasure of a FST show; I enjoyed Proctor and Bergman in DC once, and it was more of a celebration than a new presentation (Mt. Afterglow nuke plant tour) cease: i thnk the brain strains to make sense of 4, slides more easily into only 1 klokwkdog: the other thing is that I can't go back and get anything more out of Gray's stuff once I've heard it klokwkdog: it's like playing an old favorite record, but no more cease: yes, i agree with that. i have his stuff on tape but never watch it cease: spaulding live was my greatest theatrical experience. fiesign not efven in top 50, maybe not even in top hundred. but i can listen to their albums forever klokwkdog: i keep mining new stuff from FST even as I revisit the riffs I know and love (and think I understand -- the Tirebiter married to Beaubeaux actress thing from Austin last week threw me for a loop) cease: yes, they will always reveal new stuff to us cease: an endless mine klokwkdog: Philip Glass commented once in an interview that every time he watched "Oklahoma", the climax came in the same place klokwkdog: but every time he watched "Waiting for Godot", he had a new experience, and he wanted his music to be like that cease: something i learnd in cinematography class. dont have the same lighting all the time klokwkdog: um, just lost my last lamp 10 min. ago, writing by the light of the monitor... cease: a shadowless land klokwkdog: speaking of lighting... klokwkdog: many shadows now cease: ok i'll let you go klok cease: back to the shadows again cease: joh stewart is on soon klokwkdog: amen klokwkdog: nite Cat, lurkers all ||||||||| At 1:53 AM, klokwkdog vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| It's 2:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| cease - dead from measles ||||||||| 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 exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."
The Evening's Participants:
TOR
Phil Austin ah,clem
Bambi
Bightrethighrehighre
Bubba's Brain
Bunnyboy
cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
doctoast
DrHappyHarryCox
Elayne2
ELayne
FrankAcne Jr
klokwkdog
llanwydd
mac cat
Merlyn
Muddhead
Sunshine Jim
willem van chillum
