Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
06/02/2005

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for June 02, 2005 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 7:43 PM and Tweeny bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Tweeny: Just wanted to say hello, and hope that all the trials and tribulations work out well :)
||||||||| Tweeny is kicked out just as the clock strikes 7:44 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies DeepThroat into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:50 PM, then departs.
DeepThroat: http://www.cdt.org/publications/policyposts/2005/12
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 02, 2005 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
DeepThroat: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088074/
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ah.clem inside, makes a note of the time (9:09 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: 'at 9 eastern, "a few minutes with FireSign Theatre"'
ah.clem: hi all
DeepThroat: hello AH.CLEM
DeepThroat: you know, it's people like you and BARNEY who make THIS CHAT ROOM a worthwhile experience for everyone
ah.clem :)
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:15 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Hellmouth."
||||||||| Outside, the 9:16 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Bambi coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Merlyn: catherwood, give me an ice-cream sundae
||||||||| Catherwood hands Merlyn an ice-cream sundae.
Merlyn: hey
Bambi: hi ah,clem, Merlyn and DeepThroat
Merlyn: 'ello
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:18 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Bambi: catherwood, pour me a long tall Toast Almond
||||||||| Catherwood pours Bambi a long tall toast almond.
||||||||| Catherwood leads klokwkSPRING! in through the front door at 9:18 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: hey Klok
cease: toad almojnd?
klokwkSPRING!: ahh. warmth. blooming Rhododendron. what else does one need??
cease: my typing might suffer tonigth
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 9:19 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Bambi: catherwood pour me a long tall Toasted Almond
||||||||| Catherwood pours Bambi a long tall toasted almond.
cease: as if that will be noticed
klokwkSPRING!: hey cat, Bambi, clem, merlyn, DT, and lurkers everywhere
Bambi: hey Cat
llanwydd: TGIT
cease: llan
cease: how' it bambing?
klokwkSPRING!: hi Ilan
klokwkSPRING!: gotta log out and readjust lines on screen, bak qwik
||||||||| klokwkSPRING! leaves to catch the 9:20 PM train to Rhode Island.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:20 PM, dragging klokwkSPRING! by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Bambi: hi llanwydd
cease: your posts about your father are very moving. i wish you all the best
llanwydd: I just heard today that I have the lead role in "The Tempest" with Hudson River Shakespeare Company
Bambi: it's doing ok Cat
cease: good for you, llan
Bambi: thank you Cat ... it has been a hard time but posting those entries was actually therapeutic somehow
llanwydd: The character is called Ross Perot or Prospero or something like that
Bambi: congrats llanwydd!
cease: yes of coursek bambi
||||||||| Dexter Fong sneaks in around 9:22 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
cease: meeting richard arnold in dc was like that for me
llanwydd: thanks much for all the congrats
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan - as Caliban? ;-)
cease: he's the guy, alnog with doc, who put up the bitsite
cease: hi dex
Dexter Fong: Evenin Little Beavers
klokwkSPRING!: 'lo Dex
Bambi: hi Dex
llanwydd: hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Howdy Springster
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi, Ilan, Merlyn, DT, and ah.....Clem
klokwkSPRING!: get your defectives straight, er, sorted, Clem!
Dexter Fong: Test
klokwkSPRING!: only out on the pitch, please, Dex
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:24 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| At 9:24 PM, Dexter Fong hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
cease: hey dex, i got tapes in mail to you this week
llanwydd: Hey E!
Elayne: Evenin' all!
cease: hi el
||||||||| Dexter Fong sashays in at 9:25 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Cat: thanks muchly ..also thanks for the article re: FST you enclosed...quite early wasn't it, the article that is
klokwkSPRING!: hello Elayne!
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
cease: violent video games are good for you, sez disney owned abc
Bambi: Hi E!
Elayne: Hey Fran, how you holdin' up? I was very moved by your latest blog post.
llanwydd: good for who?
klokwkSPRING!: they foster excellent hand-eye coordination, using the same reflexes needed to fly modern fighter jets
ah.clem: hi E, Dex, Klok, Cat, DT, Bambi &LL
Elayne: Hey Jim!
cease: oo, good choice, bambi and ah clem. havent heard this for awhile
DeepThroat: catherwood, give me a huge load of clean laundry
||||||||| Catherwood gets DeepThroat a huge load of clean laundry.
llanwydd: I was a champion of Space Zap at one time
ah.clem :)
llanwydd: that was a Bally game
DeepThroat: My room is shouting HOW COULD HE LIVE LIKE THIS?
Bambi: thanks Elayne ... I am holding up ok ... posting to the blog was somehow therapeutic ...
DeepThroat: HOW COULD ANYONE LIVE LIKE THIS?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:29 PM and late as usual, it's Ralph Spoilsport, just back from Elmertown."
Bambi: Cat .. it's certainly one of my favorites :-)
Dexter Fong: IF YOU CALL THAT LIVING?
Dexter Fong: Hiya Ralph
Dexter Fong: YOu just missed yourself on radio
llanwydd: that reminds me. what happens if we mention Catherwood this week?
||||||||| Catherwood remindss llanwydd what happens if we mention this week.
klokwkSPRING!: IT'S A CAPITAL IDEA, DEX!
cease: listening to firesign albums has always been therapeutic to me
Bambi: for those who haven't seen it, feel free to check it out later: http://www.jim-fran.com/BambisMusings
llanwydd: aha!
llanwydd: I sat on my pipe
klokwkSPRING!: ohmygod, catherwood has been possessed by Eliza!
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside klokwkSPRING! and queries "Did you want me?"
Bambi: hey RSS
Dexter Fong: Oohh..Catherwood has become more sublte
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Would you like something?"
Dexter Fong: subtle
cease: i thoguhtt the architecture of dc monument type buildings t o be a kind or worship of captial letters
cease: can you dig it, dex?
Bambi: me too Cat
cease: your son is in one of them
Merlyn: that's about all catherwood is, really, is sort of an eliza program
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Merlyn and queries "Something I can help with?"
klokwkSPRING!: or maybe Parry got into Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to klokwkSPRING! and asks "Did you need me?"
Dexter Fong: Cat: How Ionian of you to notice
cease: i must cvome and visit y'all someday, bambi
klokwkSPRING!: Merlyn - did you ever see the transcript between Parry and Eliza? Hilarious!
cease: neutrino oil for me, please
Merlyn: yeah, somewheres
Bambi: that would be nice Cat
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring me a Frozen Skink
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dexter Fong a frozen skink.
llanwydd: how do they get the oil out of the neutrino?
klokwkSPRING!: zip! beep!
Bambi: uh, oh
Dexter Fong: Test
klokwkSPRING!: pull the drain plug, I guess, Ilan. I can't afford one to find out
llanwydd: forget the neutrino oil. I don't eat Italian food anyway.
cease: the show just vanised ,mysteriously
klokwkSPRING!: of course, first you have to catch a neutrino, which is not cheap either
Dexter Fong: If broadcast disappears, I found that just bringing up win amp a clicking on play gets it right back
cease: taht was an interesintg piece about the battling hitchins bros, clock
klokwkSPRING! has heard of long dialing sequences, but...
Bambi: lol
cease: anyone know what the guy is saying in arabic? if its arabic?
klokwkSPRING!: yeah, I thought it was interesting what people would pay to see
klokwkSPRING!: it was obviously done for the money
llanwydd: and ahami?
klokwkSPRING!: sounds like a call to worship, Cat
Dexter Fong: Well Broadcast seems to have really gone away
klokwkSPRING!: clem -- could you rewind "How Can You Be" to the point where it's Tropical Paradise? We missed some of the good parts
cease: a grand job on my ankulews too
Bambi: give it a minute Dex ... will be back
cease: aujts and uncles comibined
ah.clem: server dropped, too awhile to recap please stand by
cease: as tey often are
cease: the whore rizen are moving up
Dexter Fong is enjoying Cat's "Adventures in Spelling"
cease: as it where
cease: try for a contact high, dex
Dexter Fong: Test
Dexter Fong: Ride the High Contact
Bambi: wrong way on the free way lol
klokwkSPRING!: the article Cat refers to was in The Guardian last weekend; a festival paid Peter & Chris Hitchens to appear together: http://www.guardian.co.uk/g2/story/0,,1496347,00.html
cease: hitchens has done some stuff i really enjoyed over the years. sorry to see him plumment, along with dennis the menace miller, into some right wing black hole
cease: its dark and dirty in there
Elayne: And full of bees and spiders.
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - did his keyboard revert to Canadian again? I thought you could lock it permanently in one language mode.
llanwydd: it's the bees and spiders again
klokwkSPRING!: Cat - hitchens still has sparks of his old self now and then
Bambi: stand up comedy is always fun ... it's all comedy regardless of the slants
cease: hey el, did i hit my maximum image posting on the blog?>
cease: i can still post words but not pix
Bambi: you'll catch up in a minute llanwydd :-)
llanwydd: I never made the connection between the two "bees and spiders" references. Anybody know the significance?
cease: the worst possible time to hit that wall
cease: i always thougth it was a ref to insectrs that people are afraid of
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan -- I think it's a variation on their "Five Future Lifestyles of Man" or something along that line
Elayne: I don't know, Cat, your image host is the place with the maximum, not the blog.
klokwkSPRING!: bees == bozos?
Bambi: didn't know there was a limit on blogger for pics ... but didn't do that many when I was using blogger
Elayne: My image host (Buzznet) used to give me a max of 10 per day but a few weeks ago I upload 11 so maybe they don't have a max any more.
cease: i dont think so, klok but why not?
llanwydd: so Jim blames the bees and spiders for all his problems
cease: the lads are linguisticaloly adventuresome as any
Bambi: I always used my website to host my pics anyways so they couldn't say too much ;-)
cease: this is a problem that needs correcting more thn most, el
ah.clem: back to the land of the pharhos now, hope it works this time
Elayne: So use a different host, Cat.
Elayne: Sign up for Buzznet or something.
cease: i lost my last image of kim's grave, in trying to post bit's grave flower update
cease: how do i do that, el
cease: oh, ok
cease: that's the kind of erector set adicie i kneed to rebuild rome
cease: add vice
klokwkSPRING!: Thanks Clem!
cease: dont do it, says who?
Elayne: Cat, I just sent you a Buzznet invite.
cease: thanks el
Bambi :)
cease: on my unlces and aunties?
llanwydd: and Babe's mother tries to scare her son with the bees and spiders. A convenient tool for both her and "Jim"
Elayne: You already have the instructions on how to post to Buzznet, I emailed you those last week.
klokwkSPRING!: hmm -- did the UK release of the LP substitute "Meccano"? http://www.users.zetnet.co.uk/dms/meccano/whatismecc.html
Dexter Fong: Thought it was A
Dexter Fong: "Ankhules"
Elayne: LP?
cease: ankn? cool.
llanwydd: Ankhule Pharoh's
klokwkSPRING!: E - How Can You Be...
cease: a deep throat uplisted thusly
llanwydd: Shop at Ankule Pharoh's
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bubba's Brain in through the front door at 9:48 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubba
klokwkSPRING!: hello Bubba
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Elayne: Hello Bubba!
llanwydd: hey Bub
cease: your son is worth a weekend in vegas, and then you can gamble
cease: the bubbleator enters
Bubba's Brain: Whaznew?
Bambi: hey Bubba
llanwydd: Serenade For Violin and Orchestra by Jean Sibelius is one of the most beautiful pieces of music ever composed. I'm listening to it now and I thought I'd recommend it.
cease: the iceman leaveth
Bambi: so spring has finally sprung in RI Klok :-)
klokwkSPRING!: well, a tentative edge of Spring, Bambi
llanwydd: we had 88 degrees in the north country today.
llanwydd: or so the bank clock in Whitehall said
Bambi: trash mountains of VA ... boy was that prophetic or what!
ah.clem: white trash mountains
klokwkSPRING! is next to the coast and Spring here is still restrained by an ocean full of very cold water
cease: i was surprised to see al lthe trash on thre traccks fomr dc to nyc, bambi
klokwkSPRING!: "white trash" mountains -- not very prophetic ;-))
cease: the whooe trip wax rather derpessing. thankufluly i had a funy bok to read
Bambi: was rainy and dreary here today ... should have some better weather tomorrow though ... back to full spring ... including T-Storm possibilities
llanwydd: didn't hear that story. where did the trash come from?
klokwkSPRING!: people walking along the tracks
Bambi: well, we have the white trash mtns for sure ... but we also have trash mtns too ... they make water rides on them and parks
cease: you think so, kok? i thought i was discardf from trains, but the hwole ride was full of degradation
Dexter Fong: The litterbug Special
Bambi: the trash apparently is coming in from NY
cease: broken windows, weeds, abandoned factoreis, desolation uber alles. it looked like a war zone that the us had just lost
klokwkSPRING!: the highest point in RI is fast becoming the Central Landfill, Bambi
llanwydd: dylan told me there was blood on them
Dexter Fong: Cat: They have to degrade the ride...trains are limited in the degree of steepness they can climb
klokwkSPRING!: different kinda tracks, I think, Ilan
cease: i trust the tracks are in the most degraded part of those large american cities
klokwkSPRING!: they are now -- they can't move to the suburbs, Cat
cease: i'se white
Dexter Fong: Cat: The tracks/trains tend to run through the oldest parts of cities and towns
DeepThroat: They're trashing the mountains in Kentucky.
cease: i think of delaware is somewhat mythical
Elayne: Afraid I'm not really up to conversation this evening. Next week, all.
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:58 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cease: now its just a suburb of balbimore/philly
klokwkSPRING!: nite E
cease: off you e
Dexter Fong: Later Elayne
cease: isnt everybody?
cease: i think that's my favourite firesign line
klokwkSPRING!: actually, Cat, southern Delaware is quite charming. there is a kind of industrial North and a pastoral South
cease: soujnds like eyk
Dexter Fong: Also coast of delaware is quite nice...most of it
klokwkSPRING!: Odessa is beautiful; Newark, DE is kind of on the skids, but has some really beautiful old row houses
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Asssk_and close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
Bambi: hi Asssk
llanwydd: hi Asssk
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies principalPoop into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:00 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: Hi A_a
Asssk_and: hewo
Dexter Fong: Hey pP
Asssk_and: heLLo
klokwkSPRING!: I remember cruising along US 301 in S. DE and passing a road sign with a huge hawk (or small eagle) sitting there, watching
Bambi: hi principalPoop
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: piss
llanwydd: it's the Pooper
ah.clem: hewwo
principalPoop: we're bringing the war back home
Dexter Fong: Cqtherwood you're watch is wrong
Bambi: glad you could make it Asssk ... all the way from #cni on irc.equnet.org :-)
principalPoop: how's trix?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood your watch is wrong
||||||||| Catherwood says "Nonsense!! It's exactly 10:01 PM!"
klokwkSPRING!: Catherwood, reset you clock!
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:01 PM"
Asssk_and: and then the life of the party walked outside to gather lovely beverages....
cease: i thought it was short
klokwkSPRING!: Catherwood: reset your clock!
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:02 PM"
llanwydd: how'd you do that dex?
Asssk_and: lol
Dexter Fong: llan: Do what?
Bambi: catherwood we are only joking ... you are always right. ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Bambi and says "Did you want me?"
principalPoop: catherwood bring me your clock
||||||||| Catherwood gets principalPoop your clock.
Asssk_and: was a long walk but I got here. and man my legs is tired
cease: its hard to pik an altime favourite
klokwkSPRING!: Catherwood be in 2 places at once
||||||||| Catherwood bes in 2 places at once.
cease: al our best to you and bambi, clem
llanwydd: how did you make Catherwood say what you wanted him to say?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to llanwydd and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Bambi: OK, catherwood ... do you know what time it really is?
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's exactly 10:03 PM!"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood is showing his street credentials
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Something I can help with?"
Asssk_and: I have set up an orchestra of quirty keyboards to play in chat with
klokwkSPRING!: this routine is my favorite, better than Rickie Lee's "Last Chance Texaco"
cease: legs are on sale in :LA
Dexter Fong: Catherwood you bes representin'
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and queries "Did you want something?"
cease: i havent heard that but she's one of my goddesses, klok
klokwkSPRING! is reminded of a ZZ Top video...
Asssk_and: oh well call 'em kirby boards
klokwkSPRING!: on her first LP, Cat, worth hearing
principalPoop: hehe he said babes in khaki hehe
Bambi: pizza to go and no anchovies ... just how I like it :-)
cease: this is the most economic use of language, for sure
principalPoop: my nose? I just returned from rome
cease: i have that, klok
principalPoop: alright swami lol
cease: but i only listen to e
cease: no i just hafew cuts
cease: the single was good
llanwydd: Why does he have to say "no anchovies"? Did all pizzas come with anchovies in those days?
cease: whateger he has up his sleeve, i hope it isn't contagious
Dexter Fong goes in search of a refill
klokwkSPRING!: Cat - RLJ, the first album on the left. 6th cut - http://www.alwaysontherun.net/rickie.htm
cease: i thnk for emphasis, llan
cease: if you order a kind of pizza, it comes with set ingredients, eh?
principalPoop: ahh and the sea, yes yes
Bubba's Brain: Oops... gonna be back later.
||||||||| 10:07 PM -- Bubba's Brain left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
principalPoop: bye bubba
cease: the cc and the cc
Asssk_and: Ouch that keyboard bit me
cease: hey, are you too rich to hang out with us, bub?
principalPoop: he walks again by night
klokwkSPRING!: we'll never know, Cat! ;-)
principalPoop: woof woof
llanwydd: in sector R it's anchovies
Bambi: oh, no! you'd better get the keyboard bite kit out quick!
cease: i wonder where the term "gams" comes from. gamin?>
principalPoop: I have not heard this in a while, it is all coming back like the cold kiss and the end of a hot fist
Asssk_and: found it
principalPoop: jambes in french
cease: wet? wraithless
llanwydd: gams are spokes as well as legs aren't they?
Asssk_and: which is worse the cure or the afliction?
cease: underhill sounds to tolkeinina
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi: lol
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Bucky Goldstein', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
cease: i had no idea the ring theyre' talking about here was tolkeins' ring until the austin liner notes for the cd
llanwydd: hey bucky
Bambi: hi Bucky
cease: hows 'it buckin?
ah.clem: `gamms, hamms only thinner
cease: ah soak ah, clem
principalPoop: melanie haber?
principalPoop: audrey farber?
Asssk_and: "cracker backs jocks"
principalPoop: susan underhill?
DeepThroat: the ringing in my ears
Asssk_and: sounds like how I talk normal
Bucky Goldstein: Howdy y'all from the true center of Evil, and Darth's birthplace.
Bambi: when I hear that bit about the obsidian door knocker ... all I can think of his the movie "The Labyrinth"
principalPoop: pignight lol
DeepThroat: the Firesign ring
llanwydd: What's about LotR?
Asssk_and: ha ha ha good won Bambi
principalPoop: whaaat?
llanwydd: I know Miss Shelob is from "The Two Towers"
DeepThroat: http://www.geocities.com/soho/2505
Bucky Goldstein: Don't hunt the deer... Dig it. Dig it...
Dexter Fong: llan: How is miss Shelob from 2 Towers
Bucky Goldstein: Tipping my hat from the great state of TX, in between white and black.
Dexter Fong: Bucky: You from Sepiatwon?
principalPoop: in your eyes Lt bradshaw
Bambi: well, that pair of door knockers with that didn't have very good hearing and one couldn't talk with the door knocker in it's mouth ... it was pretty cool imagination ... LoTR is great too of course
Dexter Fong: town
ah.clem: Catherwood, bring Asssk a pepsi
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to ah.clem and says "Something I can help with?"
llanwydd: one ring to bind...to a 36 month contract
Bucky Goldstein: Otherwise known as, solid coffee, anyone?
Bucky Goldstein: He broke the President!
principalPoop: hold your horses
Asssk_and: <2500fa>said what?
llanwydd: I got the real thing bubblin on the flash
Bambi: catherwood pour a tall pepsi for Asssk
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Bambi and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Asssk_and: that did not work so hot
Bucky Goldstein: Signs of life, green...
principalPoop: broohaha? hahahhhhaaaa
Bambi: solid coffee ... Mark Time
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - in the books, not the movies, she's in 2 Towers
Bucky Goldstein: Don't shoot the piano player...
Bambi: you have to ask Asssk ;-)
DeepThroat: click on solid coffee for Firesign web ringing in your ears
cease: what is a burnoose?
principalPoop: go on and give Asssk a pepsi catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and give asssk a pepsi.
Dexter Fong: klok: Well I have read the works but don't really recall that name
Asssk_and: tall full cold and fizzy pepsi pepsi keeps me fifty
ah.clem: catherwood, rool me a bomber
||||||||| Catherwood rools ah.clem a bomber.
principalPoop: a loose fitting toga type thing
klokwkSPRING!: the spider, Dex
cease: cold fusion? i didnt know they let it out of utah
DeepThroat: give Bucky a gray hat catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside DeepThroat and queries "Someone mention my name?"
Dexter Fong: Thnks Klok
Bambi: go on and gives asssk a pepsi catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and gives asssk a pepsi.
principalPoop: then stop slapping me
cease: woman?
Bucky Goldstein: Cough...
DeepThroat: go on and give Bucky a gray hat catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and give bucky a gray hat.
principalPoop: very good, bend over and cough again
klokwkSPRING!: (from "define: burnoose" in Google -
klokwkSPRING!:
klokwkSPRING!: Definitions of burnoose on the Web:
klokwkSPRING!:
klokwkSPRING!: * a one-piece hooded cloak worn by Arabs and Berbers [Also, burnous]
klokwkSPRING!: www.apparelsearch.com/glossary_b_6_textile.htm
klokwkSPRING!:
klokwkSPRING!: * burnous: a long hooded cloak woven of wool in one piece; worn by Arabs and Moors
klokwkSPRING!: www.cogsci.princeton.edu/cgi-bin/webwn2.1
Asssk_and: can't just turned my head
principalPoop: what did you say? whaat?
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in 'ere
cease: this is odd
principalPoop: this is odd
cease: what?
principalPoop: what about catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside principalPoop and queries "Did you want me?"
Bucky Goldstein: Hopscotch. Not recommended.
Bucky Goldstein: Hey P.
DeepThroat: go on and give bucky a debugger catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and give bucky a debugger.
cease: maybe i should withdraw before chaos becomes pregnant
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:18 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs cease by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Asssk_and: ha ha ha now I heard it
principalPoop: give me an ice cream cone catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives principalPoop an ice cream cone.
llanwydd: I haven't slept a wink. My mind is on the blink
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'ceas', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
DeepThroat: give me a hacker catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood hands DeepThroat a hacker.
Bambi: go on and give ah,clem a secret decoder ring
ceas: theyre squeaking chinese
Bambi: go on and give ah,clem a secret decoder ring catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and give ah clem a secret decoder ring.
llanwydd: Why does this Watergate conspirator keep popping in and out of here
ceas: its like dark energy llan
principalPoop: why she's no fun, she fell right over
ceas: a fforce in motion must remain in motrion
ceas: as long as its goes to geurge lucas
Asssk_and: Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Asssk_and and asks "How may I help you?"
llanwydd: dark energy sounds like an intersting concept. I'm not familiar
Bucky Goldstein: Grid if Lucas & Speilberg would get hold of Verne.
DeepThroat: give me bubba's brain catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood hands DeepThroat bubba's brain.
ceas: you think that woujld be a good thingk bucky?
Dexter Fong: Thought guy who played Vern died
Bucky Goldstein: The three s brand of Kingswood NJ.
llanwydd: Ah yes! The "dark energy"! May de Schvarz be vit you
ceas: some bernaise sauce for that?
DeepThroat: no relation to Charles
Merlyn: what time is it, catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's exactly 10:22 PM!"
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan -- it's another fiddle factor like "dark matter" to make the observed universe conform to the current party line TOE (Theory of Everything)
principalPoop: no put down that pickle
Dexter Fong: Catherwood you are a liar
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Did you want me?"
Bambi: oh, no ... take back bubba's brain catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bambi and says "Someone mention my name?"
ceas: its only 712 here
ceas: im readdinb bryson on cosomoly these days. a fun task
DeepThroat: 712, but most of 'em are clones
Bambi: go on and give Bubba back his brain
Asssk_and: No you can keep Catherwood and give it to the muffin man
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Asssk_and and asks "Would you like something?"
llanwydd: cosomoly? Sounds Greek
Bambi: go on and gives Bubba back his brain catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and gives bubba back his brain.
Bucky Goldstein: And on the island of guacamole, it's 10:02.
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - Jim Varney's not dead, he's on the outside, looking in
principalPoop: long shot lewy at hialeah
Bucky Goldstein: Oh, my nose!
DeepThroat: if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna clone my stem-cells now. Have you got a problem with that?
klokwkSPRING!: louie, louie!
llanwydd: the cosmic Jim Varney
ceas: he justt stole your mistress?
principalPoop: oh it ain't use if you aint got the juice
Asssk_and: Catherwood give a nice cold mudslide!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Asssk_and and asks "Did you need me?"
ceas: loosey!
Asssk_and: ha ha okay
Dexter Fong: Catherwood leave the room and do not return
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and asks "Would you like something?"
Asssk_and: Catherwood give Bambi a mudslide please?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Asssk_and and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
Bucky Goldstein: Ok, so who here doesn't like SRV's Crossfire?
Dexter Fong: Get out Catherwood!!!
||||||||| Catherwood gets out.
Asssk_and: hummmm
principalPoop: oh nick you're such a tool
llanwydd: Loostner's must have tasted pretty bad
ceas: hi ask
ah.clem: rocky rococo, at your cervix
ceas: buy, teller
Asssk_and: hello
Bambi: go on and pours asssk and bambi a cold mudslide catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and pours asssk and bambi a cold mudslide.
Bucky Goldstein: The man played like Jimi. Not that there's anything wrong with that...
Asssk_and: ah ha!
llanwydd: how many of you would have told your mom to get on it and do it every day?
Bucky Goldstein: Hey Cal. Still have your houses?
ceas: i have one. who needs more?
llanwydd: Jimi who?
Dexter Fong: llan: All us old timers did..the radio announcer always said "Kids, tell your parents to get on it and do it everyday"
llanwydd: for real, dex?
principalPoop: wah de doo dah
ceas: you are from a more inocent era, dex
Bucky Goldstein: Bruck, bruck...
Asssk_and: go take the garbage out catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes take the garbage out.
ceas: the one the firesign mines as such a load of irony
Dexter Fong: llan: That, and always drink Ovuleteen
Asssk_and: that dooose it
principalPoop: loitering around the drug store
Bucky Goldstein: Men, too flying saucers have just landed on my plate.
llanwydd: speaking of OTR, ever heard of Ironized Yeast?
principalPoop: the eggs?
Dexter Fong: Too flying saucers...sounds like Flying Dinner Plates
Bucky Goldstein: Loitering around the Gov of TX.
Bucky Goldstein: Ann Richards, may she be damned for losing the election.
ceas: did any of youse see that flick? eyk? i just saw it at elaynes
ceas: worth seeing, for the fan anyway
llanwydd: Ovuleteen must have been made from eggs
llanwydd: or maybe that was Ova-Teen
principalPoop: cue the organist
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan -- you mean, like Vegemite?
Asssk_and: give ah, clem a cold lovely beverage catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Asssk_and and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Dexter Fong: llan: Marketied to young girls just coming into puberty
Bambi: I remember flying saucers ... you could get a whole bunch of those and other penny candy at Penny's Candy Store :-)
Asssk_and: give ah, clem a cold lovely beverage catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Asssk_and and queries "Something I can help with?"
Bucky Goldstein: Yes you too can own this 1G record collection of the Marx Club's greatest hits. In a Spanish Suitcase, The Happy Plunderer.
llanwydd: Ironized Yeast sponsored "Lights Out". It was supposedly full or B vitamins
principalPoop: outcast woman, living a life part, how did your story begin
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - girls that age will buy anything
Bambi: pour ah,clem a cold lovely malted beverage catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bambi and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
llanwydd: I seem to remember a reference to that, dex
Bucky Goldstein: TV, or not TV? Channel 85 broadcasting is now in progress.
Dexter Fong: Well, it all began in a small desert town just south of the border
Asssk_and: okay so I will give ah, clem a cold lovely beverage catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Asssk_and and queries "Would you like something?"
ceas: Maine?
principalPoop: insert your card now
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan - anything with lots of yeast in it is "full of B vitamins" (sheesh, didn't you never read no Adelle Davis, the famous chain-smoking nutritionist?)
Bucky Goldstein: Ah, dismember the main...
Bambi: go on and pour ah,clem a cold lovely malted beverage catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood goes on and pour ah clem a cold lovely malted beverage.
llanwydd: Ironized Yeast was supposed to help anyone who had no energy
ceas: how much time do any of us got?
klokwkSPRING!: so was Geritol, Ilan, and for my money, you got a better buzz from it (since it had more alcohol)
Asssk_and: o' tay
llanwydd: We could have used that during the blackouts a couple of years ago
principalPoop: please just give ah,clem a sparkling, refreshing cold glass of something catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to principalPoop and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: Can't eat Ironized yeast anymore...can't get thru metal detectors
DeepThroat: Speaking of mining, speaking of plunder... I'd like to stay, but I've gotta go. So I'll leave you with this link. It may be of interest if you're living in the hills... and of course the shadows. http://www.mountainjusticesummer.org/MTRsteps.htm
llanwydd: Cat: depends how much goes around
DeepThroat: Nite.
llanwydd: that's relativity
Bucky Goldstein: Revisiting "This Perfect Day", cat. How long would you like it?
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - just consume Brewer's Yeast and gnaw on the railings once you're past security
principalPoop: how do we get to the other side?
llanwydd: LOL dex!
Dexter Fong: Catherwood pour this buckets of gatorade over ah,clem
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Fong and says "Something I can help with?"
Bambi: who's leaving?
DeepThroat: Moi
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan - I think they broke up. Also, one of the Cunninghams died of a heart attack a couple of years ago
Bucky Goldstein: I am OneADayMan...
Dexter Fong: Night Deep
DeepThroat: I might as well reveal my identity. I'm boney.
principalPoop: gargle deepthroat and thanks again
klokwkSPRING!: Poop -- you can't get there from here
klokwkSPRING!: bye DT
Bucky Goldstein: Deep Knees.
Bambi: nite DeepThroat :-)
DeepThroat: you have me on my knees
Bambi: hey boney :-)
principalPoop: boney maloney, feeny feeny boney
Bucky Goldstein: As we learn three new words in Turkish.
Dexter Fong: Deep: Try nutritional supplements to gain weight
DeepThroat: Nite.
principalPoop: gobble gobble gobble
Bucky Goldstein: Day or Night (Feat)
||||||||| Catherwood leads graduated Dave inside, makes a note of the time (10:38 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DeepThroat: buck buck buck
ceas: all wound up, klok?
Dexter Fong: gobble gobble, Hey!?
principalPoop: little feet
Bambi: hey Dave
ceas: hey graduate
klokwkSPRING!: welcome to Level Six, Dave!
||||||||| DeepThroat rushes off, saying "10:38 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: Hey Dave...You look all graduated
principalPoop: ahh dave, welcome grad
klokwkSPRING!: yep, all wound up and nowhere to go, Cat
ceas: give that boy a cigar, monica
Dexter Fong: Hello Clem
llanwydd: I don't need to gain weight but I use nutritional supplements
Bucky Goldstein: Dave, Man... What's new in Independence Pass?
llanwydd: Hy Dave
Merlyn: hey dave
ceas: you should have stood by the tracks as i trained by, klok
klokwkSPRING!: brewer's yeast is highly recommended, Ilan, but best mixed into something else in moderation. it's worse than Vegemite
principalPoop: you da man ah,clem, or da clone
ah.clem: hi Dex, oh wait I already said that
Bucky Goldstein: He's passed her.
Asssk_and: last night in a land far away a local yocal found a new way to extract sand from dirt
graduated Dave: it looks so scary from up here on level six
Bucky Goldstein: Kudos, guy.
principalPoop: welcome to the real world, as it were
Dexter Fong: Dave: Just remember to save frequently
ceas: than look up, dave
klokwkSPRING!: you're on the way to Full Enlightenment, Dave, but the Educational-Industrial Complex is not through with you yet!
graduated Dave: guys I'll be back in a bit need to help out a friend with some music theory, as if I know what I'm doing
||||||||| graduated Dave leaves at 10:41 PM, 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..."
Bambi: ah, you'll get used to it Dave
llanwydd: with a magnet, asssk?
principalPoop: have you cut the soles off your shoes yet? and bought your flute?
Bucky Goldstein: He's no fun...
ceas: i thnk we should feel honoured that dave came to visit here
ceas: thtat this micro commujityd would have such gravity for him
Bucky Goldstein: I think Ray Kurzweil would be a nice visitor. The Voice Typewriter.
Bucky Goldstein: Gravity, the opposite of comedy.
principalPoop: hello seekers
klokwkSPRING! appreciates anyone and everyone who manages to sign in on Thursday nites and participate, even to the point of typing one sentence!
Asssk_and: nah with an old fashioned pooper scooper
Bambi: see ya next time Dave ... when you read this
principalPoop: I do need scooping very much today
Asssk_and: lol
llanwydd: Let's play "Pomp and Circumstance" for Dave when he comes back
klokwkSPRING!: WE ESPECIALLY NEED DISTAFF AND CONTRIBUTORS FROM OUTSIDE THE US!
ceas: big friednly eyes
Bucky Goldstein: I need a miracle, every day...
principalPoop: I get to be pomp, I was circumstance lasttime
Bambi here, here Klok!
Dexter Fong: Can only get circumstanced once
ceas: Mere acle? I thought thou had betterr
Bucky Goldstein: You know the circum stance, grasshopper?
klokwkSPRING! buys Miracle Grow by the 7 lb. box and plants them in the backyard. Highly recommended. Some of my miracles are already 8" tall this season!
principalPoop: all I need is a beer or 2, all I need is a brew
Dexter Fong: Mere Eccles no doubbt
ceas: this was well done in teh flick
llanwydd: Pomp and Circumcision would be rather alarming
Asssk_and: Miracle Grow stuff is better than onceaday ha!
Bucky Goldstein: So, when are THE GUYS coming out with a new album???
Dexter Fong: Crazed sterno bum
klokwkSPRING!: which was done well, Cat?
principalPoop: sheriff lugar axhandle, not crazed sterno-bum
ceas: i wonder whatr the entymology is of bums
ceas: too lartew, klikd
Bucky Goldstein: Grid, all the material to work with...
principalPoop: dagwood bumstead
ceas: my typig deterioerares more than
ceas: took drugs
Asssk_and: bums = runs squared
ceas: this was wel done in the flick
ceas: as oposew to droogs
llanwydd: did you remember to carry de bum?
Bucky Goldstein: You have no left to be right here...
principalPoop: it was a swiss picnic
ceas: across the alter?
Bucky Goldstein: You are a fuel of the achilles.
principalPoop: alter ego?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I gotta congragulate you...you have achieved total zen typing
llanwydd: swiss picnic? Ham sandwiches?
principalPoop: mind altering
ceas: thrillingly smoked scrod
principalPoop: meatballs
ceas: grag away, dex
klokwkSPRING!: your typing has deteriorated significantly ,Cat, that's for sure, sterno or not
ceas: i can barely think
Dexter Fong: Modestly sauted Sand Dabs
principalPoop: careful with the cheese
ceas: but thatr neer stopped your govt
Bucky Goldstein: Not meatballs. Shooting a telephone.
||||||||| Asssk_and leaves at 10:49 PM, 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..."
ceas: you should have invited me over for dinner and cooked some, dex
Dexter Fong: Night A_a
principalPoop: hehe he said feted fervor hehe
llanwydd: many Germans eat ham and swiss cheese for lunch every day. They must have the most clogged arteries in the world
klokwkSPRING!: Cat - are you dissin' our brave leader, Cheney and his hand puppet?
Bucky Goldstein: Jaque Chirac says, you can meat mon goose at patt�!
ceas: pootifull?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Lack of knowing your plans kinda precluded that...have to co-ordiante things with wife you know =))
llanwydd: he didn't asssk if he could leave
principalPoop: they drink lots of beer, pure grains
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Bambi laughs
llanwydd: he said goose heh heh
principalPoop: lon cheney's grandson is vice-president?
Bambi: It's Nino!
Bucky Goldstein: I wish I could say that 2006 would be better, but the GOP threw out McCain as a candidate. Think we're talking about Jeb for 2008.
ceas: of course, dex. no complaints
Dexter Fong: pP: Yep and he's a wolfman all the time
ceas: it was wonderful to meet you, hope lili is doing ok now
llanwydd: Lon Chaney is my alltime favorite actor
Dexter Fong: Cat: JUst a-wishin' =)
principalPoop: do not pick on tick-tock cheney
llanwydd: not the wolfman guy
ceas: our tiny community is always magnified by whatever meetings can be managed, whatever asistrance can be leant
Dexter Fong: Cat: Ditto Lili..has anyone heard anything re; Lili?
klokwkSPRING!: you think he's better than William Gillette, Ilan?
Bucky Goldstein: Dean, anyone? Are you serious?
Dexter Fong: klok: LOL
llanwydd: not familiar, klok
klokwkSPRING! is deadly serious
Dexter Fong: William Penn Gillette
ceas: i would not bother either doc or lili at this point they can rtalk to us when it is important
Dexter Fong: Cat: Agrree
Bambi: If anyone sees or talks to Lili ... please pass on our wishes for a quick recovery and let her know we were asking after her.
Bucky Goldstein: Whatever you do, vote.
principalPoop: cawww cawww
principalPoop: cawwww cawwww
ceas: yeah this would take real monrey to realize
Bucky Goldstein: Ditto on Lili. That shouldn't happen to anyone.
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan - http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0319069/bio
principalPoop: carlos castanda santany rosanna danna banana
llanwydd: money for what, cat. Sorry I missed what you were saying
Bucky Goldstein: Guess we're going to have to move our funds to the Caymans, cat.
principalPoop: hi nino
Bucky Goldstein: Let's talk dirty to the animals...
ceas: no, i was justr commeting on the firesing thing on at that moment.
ceas: when i saw the flick a lot of it was Money Needed Here scenes
llanwydd: thanks for the link klok
ceas: trhoiuygh much was Money Ok
llanwydd: got mail. brb
ceas: there's nothing moronic?
Bucky Goldstein: National Health Insurance? We don't need no National Health Insurance...
Dexter Fong: Klok: What was it in that article that made you suggest Gillette as a "good" actor?
klokwkSPRING!: i emailed a link, Ilan. Gillette Castle is a fun day trip if you're tired of The Cloisters, Dex
Bucky Goldstein: CN is way ahead of us there. But then, TX is on a border w/a 3rd world country.
ceas: gillete and teller did a goo djo b on bsbylno 5
klokwkSPRING!: He was a classical stage actor of his time, Dex. Very innovative, very successful, very popular. He invented many of the mannerisms and trappings of Sherlock Holmes, for example, which should be of interest to all FST fans who like Hemlock S....
Bucky Goldstein: Be kinda tough to insure Texans and the MX folks scrambling across the border.
Dexter Fong: Cat: YOu gotta stop running your comments thru the babelizer
Bucky Goldstein: Give up this day?
principalPoop: I always think of basil rathbone
ceas: carpet reclaimers
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - the IMDB reference was just the quickest one I could find. He wasn't in very much film; his voice didn't transfer well, but his stage presence was by all accounts electric.
ceas: whym dex?
llanwydd: The only Gillette we know of in these parts was responsible for what we call "An Amercian Tragedy"
ceas: i want my sunapdses as altered as these albums
ceas: it is avout that livbertry
Bucky Goldstein: You can come on up now, you cheap whoarewe!!
ceas: yes speleing helps
Dexter Fong: Klok: He was very popular and successful but not I believe a great actor by any means and Doyle hated that play
ceas: i;sse espesnive
principalPoop: hellmouth, california
klokwkSPRING!: Rathbone was the S. Holmes on the screen, Poop, but most of the clothing and mannerisms had already been formalized by Gillette
ceas: cat man dont
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
ceas: i agree klolk
ceas: he exuded hokmesness
klokwkSPRING!: Doyle hated anyone making money off Holmes when he didn't.
llanwydd: I've read all of Sherlock Holmes
ceas: who wouldnt, kllkk?
llanwydd: I agree that Rathbone is the definitive
ceas: when i was an enlgish tcher i used to teadhwe he league of reed headed men.
ceas: the tuendat s alreays loved it
Bucky Goldstein: As always, it's been fun. May your houses not slide into the sea :) Exit, stage center...
klokwkSPRING!: well, Lucas annoys me, Cat, when he milks Star Wars up one side and down the other
||||||||| Bucky Goldstein departs at 11:02 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
principalPoop: don't do it reebus
Dexter Fong: I prefer the one on PBS (Britiwsh produced IIRC)
klokwkSPRING!: it's not that great a concept
ceas: by buck
Dexter Fong: Night Bucky
principalPoop: don't do it bucky
llanwydd: I loved that story, Cat. But my favorite was "The Greek Interpreter"
ceas: opium gum
ceas: is very predictive
klokwkSPRING!: yes, the PBS Holmes are good. I really liked The Seven Percent Solution, myself (and the riffs in Star Trek TNG
Dexter Fong: "Chew it, Go to SLEEP< Wake up and chew it again
ceas: in ourf lifetime, and if i live as ong as my dad itht'll be 2038
llanwydd: glad that you picked it and now you're addicted!
ceas: how odd it is we connect with distanf times
principalPoop: I have not seen the pbs holmes, I must find it, I loved the sandbaggers
Dexter Fong: Clem seems to be in a free form Firesign mood
Dexter Fong: pP: There are 2 PBS series, I like the first portrayer the best..can't remember the name =)
principalPoop: I can google then check my local pbs station
klokwkSPRING!: -- but Giant Rat, for me, really is the best riff on Sherlock Holmes, ever!) (of course, I haven't read any of the rabid Holmes peripheral lit. stuff)
Dexter Fong: Closest portrayal of Holmes to the books...unlike Rathbone etc...
klokwkSPRING!: use IMDB
llanwydd: I would have loved to see Marty Feldman as Holmes
principalPoop: I have not heard the giant rat in a rats age
Dexter Fong: Klok: One of the best and most ingenious pastiches is a trilogy told from Moriary's point of view
ah.clem: doing my best, Dex
principalPoop: International Migratory Bird Day?
klokwkSPRING!: one was Jeremy Brett: http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0093971/
ah.clem: will play the tale soon PP, maybe next week
Dexter Fong: Fly Eagle Fly!
Dexter Fong: Yes Jeremy Brett, really like his take on Holmes....rather cold and unsympathetic generally, as was Doyle's Holmes
principalPoop: oki ah, clem
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - did you see the Star Trek TNG episode when the Holodeck got taken over by Moriarty?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yes, wonderful stuff =)
principalPoop: was moriarty alive or not in that story?
principalPoop: did he just think he was alive?
klokwkSPRING!: it's almost as good as Deep Space Nine Roswell 1947 time shift episode, but much darker
Dexter Fong: pP: YOu asking me? re: Moriarty?
llanwydd: Violet Dudley was always "The" woman
principalPoop: just throwing it out there, I will clean it up if nobody throws it back
Dexter Fong: ah..Poop, Yes he was a stored program and wasn't getting any attention
klokwkSPRING!: Poop -- that's what makes that 2-part (and a follow-up episode) so good, the viewer decides
principalPoop: I agree
principalPoop: i missed that deep space nine episode
Dexter Fong: So they merged Moriarty's file with Irene Addler's and they lived happily everafter in Archivia
klokwkSPRING!: This Bob Hind thing is a parody of that guy on TV in the '60s, isn't it?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Yes
Dexter Fong: 16 or more often 8 millimeter film, badly shot, lit, developed, and commented on
llanwydd: Anybody watch Star Trek Enterprise? I know one of the actors from that series
ceas: what?
Dexter Fong: huh?
ceas: i watrcheed the lasapt episdoe. dind twarch trhwe show rthough
klokwkSPRING!: not that much, Ilan, it took a far-right turn after 9/11 and got really boring
principalPoop: It was alright, I did not watch it often
ceas: rook away
Dexter Fong: i watrcheed first cruople episdoes then qwite
principalPoop: same here
ceas: honey ands men
klokwkSPRING!: yeah, but what was the guy's name? Gunther something?
llanwydd: I actually have never seen it
principalPoop: cat is contafagious
ceas: heym, you rpreking m lsanguee, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: nObrodies dunnnnnnnnnn e it right yeu
ceas: sligtime for nhitler in joinery
klokwkSPRING! just watched Enterprise for Joline Blalock and Voyager for Jerri Ryan (although the Flash Gordon homages were great)
principalPoop: the producers
Dexter Fong: Sligtime for Bozo
llanwydd: gunther who?
principalPoop: something
klokwkSPRING!: the '60s guy with the TV travelogues, Ilan
ceas: i was crustacous when i got here. hafe dealved deper
ceas: more interesintg life forms
Dexter Fong: Klok: Thought his name was Randy Krueger
principalPoop: forget evolution, embrace cretinism
llanwydd: the only travelogue host I remember from back then was Malin Perkins
llanwydd: I mean Marlin
klokwkSPRING!: doesn't sound familiar, Dex
Dexter Fong: In Boston its Mahlin
klokwkSPRING!: Ilan -- Perkins' show was 'way more professionally done
llanwydd: Mutual of Omaha's "Wild Extinction"
Dexter Fong moves quickly away from Catherwood and towards a refill
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Dexter Fong: No
ceas: bleu mas?
llanwydd: he thinks we eat mas!
ceas: hes gotta get off
principalPoop: raw mas or do they cook it?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with graduated Dave close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 11:21 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the Aviary.
Dexter Fong: Rahmas Ding Dong
ceas: hows irt diving, dave
principalPoop: ahhh dave
Dexter Fong: Ola Dave and grats
graduated Dave: what cat?
llanwydd: Mr president, I'd like you to meet...."Dave"
Dexter Fong: Diving for Diapers
ceas: are yo well? whatr th ehell?
graduated Dave: anyone heard fro Ken lately? I've been busy haven't had time to call him
Dexter Fong: Dave: He was here last week
principalPoop: he was here last week
ceas: shortly after i gtasduted in 68, i got a job in a supermarket
graduated Dave: apparently he was here last week
graduated Dave: 68 eh Cat? nice
ceas: i am more spelling challenged than usual tonightk dave
llanwydd: sounds like a great high school, cat
graduated Dave: I noticed, screen reader's having a field day here cause of you man
principalPoop: showing off your high school education there dave
llanwydd: did you get a degree?
ceas: i had to bag and carry peooels grocereris in vast la sun. a trrrivbley job
graduated Dave: brb cake is served! mmmm
ceas: i have heard of speling but my ears aint so good
Merlyn: ooh, brb cake! my favorite!
principalPoop: howdy merlyn, cake wakes you up
llanwydd: port and cigars in the war room
llanwydd: ºª©�ðßå
principalPoop: no mead
principalPoop: ?
ceas: samao for you?
llanwydd: I still have some mead left
Dexter Fong believes llan should be disqualified from misspelling contest for using symbols (crash)
llanwydd: ripple and cigarrillos in the argument room
principalPoop: does it improve with age
Dexter Fong: Snapple and incense in the pacification room
llanwydd: It's better this week PP
principalPoop: ahhh good
llanwydd: I'm going to start some more from must tomorrow
llanwydd: LOL dex!
Dexter Fong: ...must....start.....mead...
principalPoop: need ....more.... mead
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| graduated Dave - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ceas: whart was meade's hubbies' name?
Dexter Fong: He died with his diploma in his hand
llanwydd: the trick is not to make it too sweet
ceas: dave?
principalPoop: cake possession
klokwkSPRING!: great show, Clem!
principalPoop: was she married?
llanwydd: Dave's not here
||||||||| graduated Dave enters at 11:31 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
ceas: no, mere f'd
Dexter Fong: llan: Isn't there a relationship between amount of sugar lenth of fermentation time and alcohol content?
llanwydd: Minute Mead
graduated Dave: thanks
ceas: we were just making fun of yuou, davce
Dexter Fong: Muchas Gracias El Senor Clemito
graduated Dave: good god Cat is your keyboard really fucked up or something?
klokwkSPRING!: yes, until the yeast die from the alcohol concentration, Dex
Dexter Fong: Dave: YOur guess is close
principalPoop: thanks so much ah,clem and bambi, our thoughts are with you
llanwydd: that's with OJ
principalPoop: toad away toad away
klokwkSPRING!: Dave - we suspect it's the operator, not the keyboard ;-)
graduated Dave: AH THE STUPIDITIES OF SOME PEOPLE! just kidding of course
llanwydd: all I know is it takes a couple of weeks
principalPoop: I like stupid titties, great knockers
llanwydd: SOME PEOPLE'S KIDS
klokwkSPRING!: Dave - you must be talking about Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, then
graduated Dave: sure klok
Dexter Fong prefers Bartlett's Unfamiliar Quotations: "Where the hell are we
ceas: do you have plans dave?
principalPoop: hehe he said core samples hehe
klokwkSPRING!: if you ferment, say, a 5 lb. bag of sugar and a little water for 4 years, you can get some pretty good stuff ;-))
llanwydd: but who would wait 4 years
ah.clem: good night everyome, and thank you for beeing here
ceas: dead people?
ceas: by ah
ceas: sell bamb
klokwkSPRING! hisself is into a Lord Palmerston phase..."Britain has interests, not allies"
llanwydd: wouldn't you rather hit a jew over the head with it?
graduated Dave: yes Cat want to get fluent in Spanish and possibly become a lawyer, but not sure, and as for the summer, nope not really just hanging out and getting oriented to the university campus
principalPoop: night night ah,clem and bambi
Dexter Fong: Trick is to do it in quantity so you can drink some premturely but still end up with good stuff at the end
klokwkSPRING! just goes to the store and buys good stuff cheap. No mess, no waiting...
||||||||| "11:36 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah.clem, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Dexter Fong: Adios Clemito
klokwkSPRING!: yeah, Cat. IC dead people (like Robert Widlar)
llanwydd: I'm going to do sangria again soon
principalPoop: bueno dave, hablo soono espangol
klokwkSPRING!: (inventor of the 308)
llanwydd: I've got plenty of rice. I could make sake
ceas: hanigng out is good, dave
llanwydd: for it's own sake
Dexter Fong: Whoa! klok explained before being asked =))
ceas: how is the snagria, lan?
klokwkSPRING! has plenty of corn, will not make grits
ceas: its all i drinkk basiclye
Dexter Fong: Basic Lye...don't drink that! It pizen
graduated Dave: it is, also need to badger people for money from government for technology, but diplomatic badgering
llanwydd: but you need kome-koji to make sake. I wonder if that's where they get the word kamikaze
principalPoop: start on some scotch for me llan, I will come and pick it up in 2029
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - and of course his ultimate all-time joke, the LM 309 right after he got a paper published proving that no on-chip regulator over 5W was possible
llanwydd: I finished the sangria, cat. of all my homebrews, that was the best
Dexter Fong Loves those Diplomatic BADGERS IN THEIR LITTLE FORMAL WEAR SUITS WITH THE BROCADE AND RIBBONS
ceas: where is kend tonight?
Dexter Fong: AND THE STUCK CAP key
klokwkSPRING!: (aside from the time he brought a goat to work at National when the grounds crew was on strike)
ceas: there is defintlyeb a p9ijt where tyjg is hards
llanwydd: was it a scapegoat, klok?
ceas: fuck
klokwkSPRING!: I haven't heard from him, Cat. He must be truck-drivin' man tonight. I'm sure he'd spring the $5 for wireless at a truck stop if he could, felt up to it
graduated Dave: yes, don't badgers have spots or something, not sure what they look like but they can dig! dig the digging
klokwkSPRING!: have never actually seen one, Dave. They're not plentiful in RI
principalPoop: run from a badger with spots, that is probably a skunk
klokwkSPRING!: not sure, Ilan. But it got the weeds down (and some of the shrubbery and flowers, too)
Dexter Fong sings "Give me some men who are Stote hearted men...
llanwydd: I've had people badger me
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:42 PM and ah,clem bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
graduated Dave: I don't like to drink
principalPoop: more stout
ah,clem: forgot something
principalPoop: wb ah,clem
Dexter Fong: Dave: You're cut off
principalPoop: here it is, I was holding it for you
ah,clem: night again all
llanwydd: I drink little. But I like to make wine
Dexter Fong: Is there a reward?
principalPoop: night again
klokwkSPRING! is sucking down one too many beers at this very moment
ah,clem: see ya next time
llanwydd: I only recently started that hobby
||||||||| ah,clem is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:43 PM.
principalPoop: I stopped drinking, I used to drink to excess
Dexter Fong: but whosh counting, right klokSpring?
ceas: hey
llanwydd: I've never been a big drinker
ceas: we are the size we are
Dexter Fong: The more I drink, the bigger I get...gimme 4 doubles barsmasher
principalPoop: i drank to get shit-faced drunk everytime, could not just enjoy it
llanwydd: Don't like to get drunk and don't like the taste of alcohol much but there is something grand about good home made wine
graduated Dave: the taste just doesn't appeal to me and I'm fucked up sober so why do I want to get drunk?
Dexter Fong: There is also something good about Gran Cru wine
ceas: i find a wine makes a fish or other course tast e perfectly
principalPoop: high on life, saves a lot of money and jail time and court fines
llanwydd: I'd be as happy to make it and sell it I suppose
ceas: remember dex, the food we ate, how well it wnt with tht wine/
llanwydd: I find wine ruins my taste buds
Dexter Fong: Yes Cat:
Dexter Fong: llan: Then you're drinking some really bad wine
ceas: i realy learned that in europe. so many fodds are perfect with crertaimn wes
llanwydd: And there is really no wine to go with the McDonald's dollar menu items
ceas: as it wre
Dexter Fong: llan: Try Thunderbird..or maybe a nice aged Manoschevitz
llanwydd: Did you know that the French are loathe to eat tomato products with dairy products?
graduated Dave: that's disgusting lan, I like sweet wines I've found out, but just a little bit
Dexter Fong: Frogs go with everything
principalPoop: I cannot think of any dairy product I want with a tomato either
graduated Dave: so does salt
llanwydd: I don't know how many Pizza Huts they've got in Paris but I would guess not many
klokwkSPRING!: Dex - LOL, T-bird...
principalPoop: they eat cheese and tomato?
klokwkSPRING!: No, it's some other chain that's real big there, Ilan
principalPoop: is cheese a dairy product?
graduated Dave: and there's hamburger all ove the highway...
klokwkSPRING!: it's against their dietary laws, Ilan. Or is that Japan?
llanwydd: add ketchup and blow in the bottle, its a sparkling rosé
Dexter Fong: llan: You're right...but there are so damn many little cafes and bistros that serve just amazing food...not a large menu but the few things they do are soooooooo good
principalPoop: in mystic, connecticut
graduated Dave: I can't spell tonight either
klokwkSPRING!: some is, some is synthesized from old soda bottles, Poop
ceas: avoi d droogs, dsvbe
Dexter Fong: Avoid 'droids?
klokwkSPRING!: t-o-n-i-g-h-t, Dave. at least in English
Dexter Fong: Busbey?
llanwydd: french canadians are somewhat that way too. I know from personal experience
graduated Dave: thanks dex I'll write that
principalPoop: have the busbey bring us another bottle of wine
ceas: if y9u could do what you want, what wuld lit be, dave>
llanwydd: I went into a diner in Montreal for a hamburger and a glass of milk and the waiter was thoroughly disgusted when I asked for ketchup
klokwkSPRING!: and then...there are some that take 20 minutes to bother to notice you're there, Dex (and that's if you look like a local)
ceas: you been frenched, lan
principalPoop: he is already going to a van morrison concert, his life will be complete soon
ceas: catch up?> gary carter
Dexter Fong: Klok: Well...when I was there couple years ago, people couldn't have been nicer or more helpful
klokwkSPRING!: well, certainly avoid 'droids bearing gifts (and all gift bears)
principalPoop: you can take, all the tea in china
Dexter Fong: Cat: Sit on the Johnny Bench
klokwkSPRING!: in Paris or the South, Dex?
ceas: what do you and our friends like to do together, dsve?
graduated Dave: mine? yes it will
Dexter Fong: Klok: Paris France
graduated Dave: hey Cat I understood that one! um just listen to a lot of music, don't have too many friends
llanwydd: In the southern U.S. they eat so much deep fried food you would wonder if grease runs through their veins instead of blood
ceas: im just rememrbring when i graduated.
ceas: i always had jobs in those dyas
graduated Dave: I don't have one
ceas: i should put osme musci on now
llanwydd: except for my farm family relatives in the south. They eat good
Dexter Fong: Must be french
principalPoop: I was drinking and smoking lots of marijuana when I graduated, all that summer also
graduated Dave: the Van concert is next Friday! sooooo excited I just hope he puts on a good show, he can be an interesting person onstage, well he's amazing anyway...I could go on forever, just bought a Miles Davis DVD of a concert in '70, the Aisle of White festival, haven't watched it yet but should be great stuff
klokwkSPRING!: cajuns speak French, but they cook like other southerners and particularly like other Louisianans
llanwydd: no. On my mother's side they are one of the oldest families in Virginia. Mostly English descent. It's my father's side that's all Welsh
ceas: ok i ust put on Ponta De Areia by wayne shorter
Dexter Fong: Ah.the Grape Juice Baron
principalPoop: you will have a super time, deeply inhale any cigarettes or pipes or bongs handed to you, concert law.
klokwkSPRING! remembers an ELP concert he attended, completely straight
ceas: we are rooting for you , dsave
Dexter Fong: or play the bongos and sit in a tree
llanwydd: I finished listening to Sibelius. I might put on some more
graduated Dave: I couldn't see this crowd doing that, and I'm with my father
principalPoop: that is why you remember it klok
klokwkSPRING!: got sat in the upper area of a stadium; below, people were smoking the worst-smelling weed I'd ever smelled
principalPoop: your dad can take a toke too
Dexter Fong: Tell your Dad to get on it and do it everyday, Dave
ceas: is your dad a van fan, dave?
ceas: lol dex
graduated Dave: lol! he'd never go for that
klokwkSPRING!: you didn't get high, you got sick. plus all the cigarette smoke and then...ELP's gear started setting off these stage explosions
graduated Dave: not as much as mee, he digs the radio stuff but not the obscure stuff
ceas: you 23, blind boy
llanwydd: I haven't been to a concert since Yes in 1980
principalPoop: I prefer the radio stuff also
Dexter Fong: I was in my van ballin' a Van fan named Anne
klokwkSPRING!: there I sat in a cloud of gunpowder smoke, cigarette smoke and toxic dope fumes. Vy unpleasant and quite expensive.
||||||||| 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..
ceas: what fiesing does, among few options, is show you how to be smarter
graduated Dave: lol! good Dex
ceas: to creare our own new world
ceas: this is really fucknig important
Dexter Fong is going to see a long absent band called The Raspberries (W/ eRIC cARMEN) AT bb kINGS IN A MONTH OR SO
ceas: i ovversesrtie the ujivers i find myself in
klokwkSPRING!: Dex seems to be catching whatever is ailing Cat...
principalPoop: I remember the name, what did they sing?
Dexter Fong: SHIT shit
llanwydd: so many "berry" bands. Strawberry Alarm Clock, Raspberries, Moby Grape (yes that's a berry)
Dexter Fong: pP: "Overnight Sensation (I wanna have a hit record)?
graduated Dave: I just type, and Cat you should hear the way this is coming out
klokwkSPRING! hopes Dex has encountered a procedural error and not an equipment failure...
Dexter Fong: Klok: Sticky SHIFT K ey
graduated Dave: grapes aren't berries! the best song of theirs though is "naked if I want to," it's like 34 seconds long, Raechel and I played it
klokwkSPRING!: Berry Manilow?
llanwydd: Him too
Dexter Fong: lol klok
Dexter Fong: Berry McGuire?
llanwydd: Strawbs, Electric Prune (yes, berries)
Dexter Fong: The song of the Grape Berets
llanwydd: the cranberries
klokwkSPRING!: solution - bathe the affected area with lightly damp cloth after pulling the keytop, dry carefully. Do not eat any more jelly sandwiches over keyboard.
graduated Dave yawns
llanwydd: smashing pumpkins (those are berries too)
klokwkSPRING!: like 1915
graduated Dave: mmm jelly sandwich
Dexter Fong does not eat jelly sandwiches over the keyboard or anywhere else
llanwydd: this conversation is a cure for insomnia, Dave
klokwkSPRING! thinks Ilanwydd is pushing the analogy rather too far up the hill
ceas: cats eat birds
Dexter Fong: Blueberry hill that is
klokwkSPRING!: ok, well don't drool while examining porn? whatever
graduated Dave: that came out allright cat
principalPoop: pp has floated all his keys with coffee twice
ceas: when do y ou have to strt doing things aginak dave?
graduated Dave: I don't eat
ceas: cant fuckn type\
Dexter Fong: Has it effected your appetitie
klokwkSPRING!: everyone see the new mouse with homer simpson floating in liquid at the front?
principalPoop: what university dave?
klokwkSPRING!: has it affected your appetite, Dave?
ceas: pet those types
principalPoop: no klok
klokwkSPRING!: in NYT Tech section today
principalPoop: an entire homer simpson?
klokwkSPRING!: http://usbgeek.com/prod_detail.php?prod_id=0230
principalPoop: ahhh a few months to show up in the roanoke times newspaper
llanwydd: I had a home in Simpson, Pennsylvania
klokwkSPRING!: yep, in swim trunks with a can of duff beer on his belly
graduated Dave: University of Denver
llanwydd: back in the late 80s
Dexter Fong: Well y'all, time to park a car ...hope to be back before all are gone
principalPoop: good luck parking fong, toodles I fear :(
llanwydd: I'll be here
principalPoop: ahhh fantastic dave
principalPoop: that is bizarre klok, thanks
klokwkSPRING!: happy parking, Dex; I'm czeching out, though, once the arms go vertical on the ticker on the wall
llanwydd: I'd rather watch the Broncos
ceas: by dex
llanwydd: even if they're losing
graduated Dave: thanks pp yeah I'm very excited
klokwkSPRING!: NYT said that mouse might become like the red stapler in the movie Office Space (about which I have no clue)
graduated Dave: according to my careful prosthesis
ceas: you should be, dave
llanwydd: the plague......plaaaaaaaaague
klokwkSPRING!: OK, time for kwd to remove his prosthesis and toddle on. Good-night everyone!
principalPoop: even this chat has not prepared you for the strange and wonderful people you will meet there
ceas: atre any o fyo ufan s of timbus 3?
principalPoop: night klok, I will jump ship also, ciao
llanwydd: more strange than wonderful in some cases
graduated Dave: later klok
||||||||| principalPoop leaves at 12:13 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..."
klokwkSPRING!: you'll find college very different Dave -- lots more freedom, lots more responsibility.
klokwkSPRING!: shhhhaaaaaaazam!
graduated Dave: yeah no kidding
||||||||| klokwkSPRING! leaves at 12:14 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..."
llanwydd: principle pooped out on us
graduated Dave: now we can't enlist properly!
ceas: i loved coledge sdo much i went to 6 o fthem
ceas: as it were
llanwydd: yeah, coleridge is great
llanwydd: but he's no wordsworth
ceas: i can smithj, but cvan i i word?
graduated Dave: Cat it's almost like you have a cold and you're trying to speak but things just aren't coming out right
llanwydd: what are his wordsworth?
ceas: wrte on dsave
llanwydd: so, what is everybody listening to? I'm going to put on some more Sibelius in a moment
llanwydd: then again I might listen to "How Time Flys". I've been listening to that frequently these days
llanwydd: I've never suffered such indecision
llanwydd: We're waiting for Dex, aren't we? I hope he didn't get in an accident in his driveway
llanwydd: well, let's just assume he did, wish him a quick recovery and say goodnight. I can hardly keep my eyes open. I'll bet the two of you are snoring over your keyboards right now as well
graduated Dave: yes we're waiting for Dex and I have some David Gray on right now
graduated Dave: no I'm mountain time and awake
graduated Dave: but I think I will check out since I have more things to do
graduated Dave: night all until next week
||||||||| graduated Dave rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's graduated Dave?! It's 12:25 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
llanwydd: nite dave
llanwydd: I'll assume Dex got lost in traffic in his garage and I'll wish him "hasta nextweeka".
Merlyn: me go too now
Merlyn: byeee
llanwydd: I heard a Mexican say "Hasta Nunca" today. I thought that was funny.
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:27 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| ceas rushes off, saying "12:27 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: Back just in time to say goodbye
Dexter Fong saying goodbye
Dexter Fong: SAY GOODBYE CATHERWOOD
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Something I can help with?"
Dexter Fong: MORON
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "1:59 AM and late as usual, it's Bightrethighrehighre, just back from AOL."
Bightrethighrehighre: you mean A OH HELLLLLLLL....
Bightrethighrehighre: still there, Bambi....??
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bightrethighrehighre: I guess I'm gonna have to quaff the rest of this this funny blue grog all by my same bad self....
Bightrethighrehighre: ....ahhhmmmm suh luhnsome, ahhhhhhhh culd krahhhhhhhhhh....
Bightrethighrehighre: ....is this saguaro twister proof....??
Bightrethighrehighre: ....hell, even if it's only 40 proof, that'll work....
||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre leaves at 2:19 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..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 4:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
ah,clem
ah.clem
Asssk_and
Bambi
Bightrethighrehighre
Bubba's Brain
Bucky Goldstein
ceas
cease
DeepThroat
Dexter Fong
Elayne
graduated Dave
klokwkSPRING!
llanwydd
Merlyn
principalPoop
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www.apparelsearch.com/glossary_b_6_textile.htm
http://www.cdt.org/publications/policyposts/2005/12
www.cogsci.princeton.edu/cgi-bin/webwn2.1
http://www.geocities.com/soho/2505
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http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088074/
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