Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
02/09/2006

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for February 09, 2006 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 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 Firebroiled disembarks at 8:37 AM.
Firebroiled: Excuse me, but it's always a pleasure to meet another member of the writing fraternity.

Perhaps you would like to â€˜ear an excerpt from me Great Prison Novel of Eternal Torment

"In Cold Saint Paul"!
||||||||| Firebroiled scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Firebroiled?! It's 8:37 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'haleyy2k5', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 2:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
haleyy2k5: hello
haleyy2k5: hello
haleyy2k5: gay lords u ganna answer
||||||||| It's 2:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| haleyy2k5 - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'henry', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 5:43 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| It's 5:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| henry - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 09, 2006 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 9:02 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Merlyn into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:17 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: Hey cleem
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:17 PM, dragging Bambi by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Bambi: Hi Merlyn and Clem
Merlyn: I thought clem was with you
||||||||| "9:17 PM? 9:17 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Dexter Fong should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dexter Fong enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Bambi: hi Dex
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Friend Types
Merlyn: evening? as in sanding flat?
Dexter Fong: Ztest
||||||||| Dexter Fong is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 9:19 PM.
Bambi: lol
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:19 PM, dragging Dexter Fong by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Dexter Fong: Back from my connection to CNI
Bambi: so glad you could make it :-)
Dexter Fong: Me too =)
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Mr. Roadkill inside, makes a note of the time (9:20 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Bye Clem
Mr. Roadkill: Perhaps you'd like to try our new minced armadillo special?
Dexter Fong: Hi Tween
Mr. Roadkill: Hey all...
Bambi: Catherwood is in a mood tonight ... wants vouchers for everyone tonight and name calling too! lol
||||||||| Catherwood iss in a mood tonight wants vouchers for everyone tonight and name calling too lol.
Bambi: hi Roadkill
Dexter Fong: Catherwood isses
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
||||||||| MartinXJohnOno sneaks in around 9:22 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong: Hi MXJO
Bambi: hi MXJO
MartinXJohnOno: I'm a lurkere
Mr. Roadkill: Lurk away...
Dexter Fong: Lurk here a lurkier
MartinXJohnOno: just my lurk!
Mr. Roadkill: Hope it's not the one from Starcraft...
Dexter Fong: OK, who's got the script
: ...
Bambi: lurkingham ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 9:25 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: and Clem is back
Mr. Roadkill: Yeah, the Lurkingham/Knicks album... I have that!!
Merlyn: Clem got killed by the reaper, but was still there
Bambi: wb Clem
Dexter Fong: Stevie Knicks and Lindsay Lurkingham?
||||||||| At 9:26 PM, MartinXJohnOno vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| MartinXJohnOno bounds in at 9:26 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
ah,clem: that was weird... an out of body experience
Mr. Roadkill: Soon to become members of Fleetwind Mock...
Bambi: ha ... lurkerback
Dexter Fong: on the Electra Mourning label
MartinXJohnOno: am i here?
Mr. Roadkill: TV or not was, like lots of FST stuff, way ahead of its time.
MartinXJohnOno: Starkraft has a moisture absorbent layer that prevents surface damage caused by trapped condensation. ...
Bambi: and nobody's feelin' no pain
Dexter Fong: you dere
Dexter Fong: The new Stark Raft, no frill ocean going
Merlyn: vast, or at least half-vast
Bambi: how's the audio?
Dexter Fong: Good..how's your videa?
Mr. Roadkill: X marks the spot. You are here.
Mr. Roadkill: Good audio, Bambi.
MartinXJohnOno: should i get the CNI player up?
Dexter Fong: Tween: You keep your X spots in an X Box
Mr. Roadkill: One of these days, Dex, this'll be a video conference.
Dexter Fong: Marty: If you like Firesign Theater, yes but you may have to re enroll here after CNI connection
||||||||| 9:29 PM: Stickman jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Mr. Roadkill: Yeah, Martin. Lots of really rare Firesign.
Dexter Fong: Odd got dropped
||||||||| Catherwood leads cease into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:31 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
Mr. Roadkill: Me too, Dex.
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Porgie', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:31 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Stickman: Whooee. Somebody bum-rushed my narrow ass right out of here. Wha did I do wrong?
cease: hey this page dissappeared
Mr. Roadkill: Hey cat...
cease: thankfully it has reappeared
Bambi: well, well ... just had one of those out of body experiences Clem was talking about ... couldn't get to the site
Porgie: Melanie Farber maybe?
||||||||| 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 klokwkdog disembarks at 9:32 PM.
Mr. Roadkill: That's twice for me, actually. Once out of the lurking page.
cease: oh this is procberg on tour
Dexter Fong: Marly Scrooge possibly?
Bambi: there you are klok ...
Dexter Fong: Hey Klok
klokwkdog: where was the chat????
cease: one of my contriubutions to cni
Mr. Roadkill: The web site wasn't available for a few tries.
Mr. Roadkill: Hey Klok...
MartinXJohnOno: wha happened?
klokwkdog: great stuff, Cat!
Bambi: had trouble staying in here too
klokwkdog: hey Tweeny
Bambi: hi Cat
Mr. Roadkill: Something awry with the server. The whole site wasn't available.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:33 PM and cease 2 waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
klokwkdog: CNI volume a little low
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the interuption, and now back to aimless inane chat
Bambi: hi Porgie
Bambi: hmmmm, weird
cease 2: im gonna use 2 computers now
Stickman: Well It's drugs I want. Anyone seen the Doctor?
Mr. Roadkill: There's 2 of everyone but cease!
Dexter Fong: Klok: Turn the volume up to 11
Bambi: MSJO is Tweeny?
Mr. Roadkill: A Mac and a PC, cease?
MartinXJohnOno: I breasfed 14 years for this?
klokwkdog: one from Column A and one from Column B, eh cat?
Dexter Fong: Bambi I think Roadkill is Tweemy
Stickman: I guess I'll need twice the amount of drugs.
klokwkdog: thought roadkill was
Porgie: hi everybody
Bambi: ah, ok
klokwkdog: hey Porg
Mr. Roadkill: Tweeny be Roadkill, Bambi.
Dexter Fong: Hi Porge
klokwkdog: aw, you played this Saturday night...
Stickman: Porgie! You're a Whiteman! You've got to help us!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Hemlock Stones inside, makes a note of the time (9:35 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bambi: well, hello there Tweeny
Dexter Fong: RK: I think I preferred the endless plays on Tweeny you were using =)
Dexter Fong: Hey Hemlock
Hemlock Stones: Ah so you can get there from here !
Mr. Roadkill: Evenin' governor...
Bambi: hi Stones
Hemlock Stones: Greetings to all of you who are here and to all of you who are not here
MartinXJohnOno: onlyu with inspiration
ah,clem: ...
Bambi: Maybe, Maybe Not Stones ;-)
Hemlock Stones: Hi Bambi, i trust i find you well
cease: i doubly here and not
cease: or naught
Mr. Roadkill: Ohhhh, how can you be....
Dexter Fong: Naughty cat
Hemlock Stones: and a special hello to the man with the turntable and the mess of cables ah Clem
Bambi: I am well enough Stones :-)
MartinXJohnOno: it s like nowhere I've ever been here before!
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Well enough for what?
Hemlock Stones: am glad to here that Bambi
Mr. Roadkill: But you're here...
Bambi: ah, yes ... that he is Stones LOL
MartinXJohnOno: and here we are
Mr. Roadkill: Well, well, what de hell..
Bambi: where?! ;-)
cease 2: haviing trouble with the dell
Porgie: I'm multi-tasking
ah,clem: hello all, webchat has an interesting personality tonight...
Mr. Roadkill: Speaking of... just finished Krassner's autobio. A really fun read if you haven't tried it.
MartinXJohnOno: who wrote it?
Hemlock Stones: khello ah Clem
Hemlock Stones: oops
Mr. Roadkill: The Devil hisself.
Hemlock Stones: what.... you mean Richard Nixon ?
Mr. Roadkill: I now understand some of the references on his "Irony Lives" CD.
MartinXJohnOno: well it must be a fun read because I haven't ried it!
ah,clem: did not play this cut on Saturday, as it would not play from cd, but did recover it....just took awhile
||||||||| "9:40 PM? 9:40 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoopoo should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoopoo enters and sits on the couch.
Mr. Roadkill: Not to mention GD lyrics.
Bambi: Nixon wasn't nearly devious enough to be the devil himself
Dexter Fong: Hey PP
Principalpoopoo: hollow
Mr. Roadkill: Hey P...
Bambi: hi ppoopoo lol
Hemlock Stones: maybe not Bambi but he did a lot of the legwork
Merlyn: Meyerholdian theatre: www.meyerhold.org
Principalpoopoo: tricky dick, we buried him didn't we
Mr. Roadkill: Leary debating Liddy. Must have been a fun time.
Bambi: lol Stones
Hemlock Stones: now our very far from wonderful Mr Bliar is working through his apprenticship
Principalpoopoo: how is every body?
MartinXJohnOno: I'll answer...
Stickman: Back is beautiful.
Bambi: is the audio still low Klok?
Mr. Roadkill: Blair and Chavez are certainly having at it...
Hemlock Stones: I only have one body PP but it seems in good shape or will when Mrs Hudson fixes my tea
MartinXJohnOno: no Ill lurk
Mr. Roadkill: Well, most bodies are OK, but you never know...
Hemlock Stones: oh how i wish we had Chavez,
||||||||| "9:42 PM? 9:42 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Elayne should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Elayne enters and sits at the bar.
Bambi: doing well Ppoop
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayne
Principalpoopoo: I'll fix your tea smartguy, oops no more cocoa
Mr. Roadkill: Evenin' E...
Stickman: Greets, Elayne!
Principalpoopoo: hola E
Hemlock Stones: or even a Blender, anything but Bliar
cease 2: when i first visited proc at his home he was raving about clark wintergreen but didnt offer me a copy
Elayne: Catherwood, fix me your clock!
||||||||| Catherwood hands Elayne your clock.
Bambi: hi Elayne!
Principalpoopoo smiles at bambi
cease 2: thanks to fred for his release
Elayne: Hmm, just as I thought... 15 minutes fast again...
cease 2: hi el
Stickman: You always were "fast".
Mr. Roadkill: Cat has a double personality tonight.
Principalpoopoo: hehe E is fast hehe
Bambi: Catherwood what is the time?
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:44 PM"
Mr. Roadkill: As long as it's Larry Fast :=)
klokwkdog: hello Elayne
Elayne: Actually, I'm slow as molasses today. The long commute and cutback on sleeping hours is taking its toll.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'cease 1', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:44 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
MartinXJohnOno: Is Stead Fast here?
cease 1: still no car, el?
Hemlock Stones: Fix your watch Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives your watch.
Mr. Roadkill: The car is back in working order?
Principalpoopoo: larry flint sparks a memory
Elayne: But I get my car back tomorrow at 7:30 AM! The guy in the shop couldn't stop talking about how gorgeous it looks now.
Bambi: oooo, triple personality now
cease 2: does this work?
||||||||| Catherwood leads Princepoop into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:46 PM, then departs.
Mr. Roadkill: Watch your fix, Ctaherwood.
Bambi: hmmm, can you say DDoS boys and girls?
Dexter Fong: Boy chat is dicey tonight
Princepoop: give me that 3 dollars back catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives Princepoop that 3 dollars back.
Hemlock Stones: i seem to have recurrent technical difficulties since i shot the Sherrif a couple of weeks back, i think he damaged the Tube of Doom
Stickman: Bounced my ass out again. What's up?
Princepoop: you shot omar? oh my
Mr. Roadkill: Department of Defense OS?
Hemlock Stones: so forgive me please if i disappear occasionally
Princepoop: I got bounced too, ouch
cease 1: i was invitint el to use my volcano. i thought the dea interfered with that suggestion
Bambi: you got in for $3 Princep? Cost me double that LOL
MartinXJohnOno: It smy first time here... it must be me... I'm not leaving... I'm going!
Princepoop: I am on sale today
Bambi: Catherwood give me back your $6
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi back your $6.
cease 1: hi martin x
cease 1: always great to have new visitors here
Mr. Roadkill: Favorite Firesign album, Martin?
Princepoop: yes luther, velkommen
Bambi smiles
Hemlock Stones: They are all great but some are greater than others
MartinXJohnOno: Procotr talks about mooks on CNI
Bambi: lurkin' back canyon ... and nobody's feelin' no pain
Princepoop: I will close my ie browser to see if I can thin the crowd, brb
Mr. Roadkill: Watch out for the bugs, Martin.
Mr. Roadkill: Ah, bach plays in luken, eh?
klokwkdog: I like this part of the story!
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Principalpoopoo - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Porgie - dead from the yaws
||||||||| cease - dead from the common cold
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Merlyn - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Now that's a serious reaping
||||||||| 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 Principalpoopoo disembarks at 9:50 PM.
Bambi: whoa!
Hemlock Stones: hmmm so this is progress ?
Mr. Roadkill: Yikes. Quite a sythe...
Principalpoopoo: damn, everybody died :(
Hemlock Stones: We cant go on meeting like this Dexter
MartinXJohnOno: oh fav alb/ uh... how can you crush that bozo rat knows everything is wrong
Bambi feels dejected ... I didn't get reaped
||||||||| "9:51 PM? 9:51 PM!!" says Catherwood, "John ''The Legend'' Piano should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as John ''The Legend'' Piano enters and sits in the comfy chair.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Cease and d-cyst!
Dexter Fong: Yes Tweeny but we live on in glorious Hi-Fi Stereo
klokwkdog: hey, JP!
Bambi: hi Johnny!
Principalpoopoo: ahh the legend
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, I'd like the soft cushions, please!
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear John ''The Legend'' Piano
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Whaz real?
Dexter Fong: Hey JP
Principalpoopoo: de mole
Hemlock Stones: i raised the level of my home only last week !
John ''The Legend'' Piano: That's okay, Catherwood. Many pretend not to hear me!
||||||||| Catherwood hears John ''The Legend'' Piano.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Bidet's The Fountain!
klokwkdog: JP -- Golden Dragon Massacre on CNI Radio
Bambi: lol
MartinXJohnOno: or maybe Give Me Boom Dot Velveteen Men Forever!
Principalpoopoo: ewwwww
Mr. Roadkill: Hey JP...
Bambi: Catherwood I could use that Toasted Almond now
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Bambi and inquires "Did you want something?"
Mr. Roadkill: You're getting warmer.... WARRRRRMER!!!!
Principalpoopoo: velveta men
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Hey thanks, that reminds me...Catherwood, please bring me some General Tso Chicken
||||||||| Catherwood gets John ''The Legend'' Piano some general tso chicken.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Thank you, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're very welcome!"
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:53 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Hemlock Stones: wanders off to the mens room whistling the Dukes Duet
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Amazing what happens when you treat him nice...
MartinXJohnOno: or maybe PHANTOM OF THE RITZ
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a Toasted Almond
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond.
Elayne: Well, that was certainly odd.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood shake your booty
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and queries "Did you need me?"
Bambi: yes, and welcome back Elayne!
cease 1: im on here but not on the mac
Elayne: Did everyone else cut out as well, or was it just me?
Mr. Roadkill: Grid knows the Am Army is :(
Dexter Fong: E; Everyone I think
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Unhappy macnam, Cat
cease 1: repeatedly tonight, el
cease 1: hey did anyone see the grammys? did paul krassner win?
MartinXJohnOno: then put a wet towel on it
Dexter Fong: Like the old scary days of IRC
cease 1: indeed dex
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Wooooo, scary!
||||||||| ah,clem steals in around 9:55 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
cease 1: he was up for his liner notes for some album
Elayne: So anyway, as I was saying to Mr. Roadkill, my car is running fine, it always was running fine. Thank goodness that huge branch didn't touch any vital parts. It was all cosmetic, but the fixup took three weeks.
Mr. Roadkill: Which award, cat? LoL...
cease 1: hi piano
cease 1: grammy
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Bonjour, monster.
cease 1: just turned on my volcano. now i have to load it
Bambi: there were a few of us still here, but then I got booted all by my lonesome earlier ... lol
Mr. Roadkill: Best political satire?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Avoid the lava, C
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Did you enjoy it, Bambi?
cease 1: the mac stopped chat infput when el says she'll get her car back tomoro
Dexter Fong: Cat: Are you loading it with Virgin Inca Lasses?
Mr. Roadkill: We have your table waiting. Un guillotine, especiallyment pour vous...
cease 1: i'm not gonna tell ya what im loading it with, but you can use your imagination
cease 1: the best in german engineering
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Volkswagens?!
Bambi: it was fun for what it was Johnny :-)
Mr. Roadkill: Imagine there no loading...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: And me without a camera, Bambi
cease 1: its the rolls royce of vapourizers
cease 1: yes, i'm vapourizing german engineers
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Use the white zone for loading
Mr. Roadkill: And decomposing composers...
Bambi: lol
Hemlock Stones: sorry about going but back again
klokwkdog will persist
John ''The Legend'' Piano: You can still hear Beethoven, but he can't hear you
MartinXJohnOno: Hiay CNI
Mr. Roadkill: Follow the yellow line to your white zone...
Bambi: no loading and unloading in the red zone
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Principalpoopoo - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Stickman - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| cease 2 - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Princepoop - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Mr. Roadkill: Or in the Green Zone, Baghdad.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: What CAN you do in the red zone?
Bambi: sheesh! missed me again!
Hemlock Stones: the reaper is busy tonight
Dexter Fong: Jeeze! PP got it twice sarge
MartinXJohnOno: Regnad
Mr. Roadkill: Not again. We're getting REAPED!!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Must be the Rapture
||||||||| 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 Principalpoopoo disembarks at 10:00 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| "10:01 PM? 10:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "cease 2 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as cease 2 enters and sits at the bar.
Dexter Fong: WB Ppp
ah,clem: ...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Ah, the Poopoo platter returns
Principalpoopoo: ouch, ouch
klokwkdog: plagued by a reaped crazer!
Bambi: gee, I will have to watch Airplane again to remember that one Johnny lol
klokwkdog: someone set the reap threshold real hi
Mr. Roadkill: Deputy Dan has no friends. I know him personally...
Principalpoopoo: damn osama, or cheney
MartinXJohnOno: Multacular Mr Motion!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Hey, maybe Osama and Cheney are one in the same...have you ever seem them together?
Principalpoopoo: dick bin ladin ahh
Mr. Roadkill: A pacemaker and a dialisys machine? How bionic...
Hemlock Stones: Leave this to me ah Clem
klokwkdog: JP -- didn't they have an act once? Played a couple weeks at the Odeon or something.
Bambi: bin la, la, la, ladin
John ''The Legend'' Piano: One plucked chickens, the other...I don't recall
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 10:03 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Principalpoopoo: oh sha nana ladin baby
Elayne: I'm sorry, I need to go, I'm IM'ing with my mom in Vegas and my friend in Singapore simultaneously and going somewhat crazy...
Elayne: Next week, all...
Mr. Roadkill: La, la, la, la, la means... bin laden...
||||||||| Elayne rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 10:04 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
MartinXJohnOno: ratting about in the cupboard now
Mr. Roadkill: Hey Merl...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Bye, E
Principalpoopoo: glad the car is back E, ciaoooo
cease 1: by el
Mr. Roadkill: Christine?
Principalpoopoo: hello M
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Having an affair with Ma Hubbard, eh?
Dexter Fong: Not Insane Elayne
MartinXJohnOno: by Jove!
Bambi: night Elayne ... rest well!
Principalpoopoo: Cherry red
Mr. Roadkill: Cherry Coke
Principalpoopoo: chew
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Lo-la, la la la la Lo-la
MartinXJohnOno: Ma Belle ami toujours, Ralph Bellamy Bros Pharmacy
Bambi: gosh ... all these things remind me of songs tonight .. Cherry, Cherry
Mr. Roadkill: I hear it comes in Bottles in this country...
Principalpoopoo: songs? I was thinking of, ahhh nevermind
Mr. Roadkill: Cherry and Clover, over and over...
cease 1: that bottles. she'll come in anything
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Ah, come on, Poopoo, what were you thinking?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Howsabout QUARTS, Cat?
cease 1: in your shorts
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Where else?
Principalpoopoo: principalpoopoo mister piano, detention for you
klokwkdog: hey kids, don't miss this exchange in the FST newsgroup: http://groups.google.com/group/alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre/browse_frm/thread/ecc7ebabcfef550b/7e2b9c77836ff9f8#7e2b9c77836ff9f8
Bambi: pints and quarts ...
Principalpoopoo points and pants
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a pint of Toasted Almond ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood brings Bambi a pint of toasted almond -).
MartinXJohnOno: gedt metric folks, its the measur eof MNow!
MartinXJohnOno: ow my thumbs!
cease 1: is altfiresing on google groups now?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I wondered who was responsible for that...nice work, Merl
Mr. Roadkill: And a 10-gallon eyeball hat.
cease 1: i lost my newsgroup reader when my techie "fixed" my computer last weeek
cease 1: hopefully she'll resolve the issue tomorrw
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Someone should mentioned David's voicework on "A Bug's Life"
Principalpoopoo: One Ossman: the smallest unit of fame that will get you into Wikipedia. lool
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Stickman', just granted probation at 10:09 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Uh-oh - best re-read how to conjugate a verb...
Dexter Fong: WB Stick
cease 1: that is ill. ossman deserves far greater fame
Mr. Roadkill: Back from the dead...
klokwkdog: cat -- I just use Google Groups to read alt.firesign conveniently. Using this link: http://groups.google.com/group/alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre
Principalpoopoo: wb SM where is BD?
Stickman: ZZZiippp! Beep! Boy am I woozy!
Mr. Roadkill: Thought Ossman was really good in London.
cease 1: i have another friend who made it as a definition of inconsequentiality
cease 1: actually tom "satch" satriano was with ossman in neal amid, i think
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Stickman is a woozle - Stickman is a woozle!
Bambi: me too Klok ... groups.google works great for that
cease 1: no ossie was in red shift, not neal amid
Merlyn: For some reason, I don't see Catherwood's articles on my regular machine, but google groups has it. Anyone else not seeing the chat announcements or chat logs?
||||||||| Catherwood ons Merlyn's regular machine but google groups has it anyone else not seeing the chat announcements or chat logs.
MartinXJohnOno: if you look up "lurker" you see my silhouette
Stickman: Do I qualify for foodstamps now?
cease 1: anyway, there was a cokmplaint by some sports writer that when you collected baseball cards, you got one good one in a bunch of tom satrianos
Principalpoopoo: xnews is cool
Dexter Fong: Merl: I saw em earlier tonight
Mr. Roadkill: Only if you go to Italy around harvest time, Stick.
ah,clem: ...
Merlyn: catherwood, get me my test
||||||||| Catherwood gets Merlyn my test.
MartinXJohnOno: one ale coming up!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, may I have a strong belt of scotch?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to John ''The Legend'' Piano and inquires "Something I can help with?"
klokwkdog: merlyn -- I see them via Google Groups; don't use my mail program to read newsgroups any more. Google Groups is just too darn convenient. And they did a wonderful service to Usenet by taking over and maintaining the archives, plus organizing them for search.
Mr. Roadkill: To hold up your kilt, JP?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Yes, Catherwood - I would like a strong belt of scotch
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to John ''The Legend'' Piano and inquires "Would you like something?"
Stickman: I used to wear a Scotch belt but my pants kept falling down.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: The man is deaf! Catherwood, bring me a strong belt of scotch!
||||||||| Catherwood gives John ''The Legend'' Piano a strong belt of scotch.
cease 1: a belt of scotch?
Principalpoopoo: give the scotch a belt for his kilt catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood brings the scotch a belt for his kilt.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Ayyy, Begorrah!
cease 1: ok klok i'll try that instead
Dexter Fong: I used a Scotch belt ...it was too tight
Stickman: Roll up your sleeve and bend over.
Principalpoopoo: the big C got that right, Kewl
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Try velcro!
MartinXJohnOno: with a boig box to put it in
Mr. Roadkill: You can get a shot for that at the local free clinic, JP.
Principalpoopoo: here comes old one eye
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Where are the barrels?
MartinXJohnOno: that must the zipper
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Where are the barrels?
Bambi: me too Klok ... groups.google works great for that
klokwkdog: uh, Merlyn, what ezzactly's going on with the chat refresh?
Bambi: well, was I the only one that got reaped that time?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Wow, I just had a brain fart here!
Principalpoopoo: back
klokwkdog: my browser is getting a connection error periodically
John ''The Legend'' Piano: But it didn't reap me
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Porgie inside, makes a note of the time (10:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
MartinXJohnOno: strike three... goodnight all
klokwkdog: Bambi -- got me, too
Principalpoopoo: firesigntheatrelegacy.com was gone too
||||||||| MartinXJohnOno leaves to catch the 10:17 PM train to Phoenix.
Mr. Roadkill: The server's flakey tonight. Must be skipping the light fandango.
Dexter Fong: Another disconnect
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Here come ol' one-eye, he come creepin' up slowly...
klokwkdog: Bambi -- Firefox just puts up a "can't connect" box and I just hit "try again" or reload until the page comes back
Porgie: he's back
Hemlock Stones: i seem to be having problems with the page and get a DNS error so please forgive me
Porgie: giant rat?
Principalpoopoo: hi porgie
Mr. Roadkill: Get over me.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Mmmmm, light and flakey server. Heavy on the 30-weight
Principalpoopoo: same here stones
Bambi: glad to see I didn't get left out that time ;-)
klokwkdog: Porgie -- if they don't eat, their teeth grow through their brains
Hemlock Stones: ok, at least good to know its not just me
Mr. Roadkill: Porgie! You're a white man... Tell us what to do!!
Porgie: where there'sn smoke..
ah,clem: ...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: There's WORK
cease 1: funny i lose it on the dell but not on the mac
Bambi: me too Klok ... I just do a control refresh and boom back again ... after about 10-30 seconds
Porgie: I missed the shufles didn't I
cease 1: no smoke here. just pungent, potent vapour
||||||||| Outside, the 10:19 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Honey Sanchez coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I'm Mac, and didn't lose it...just wouldn't allow connect
Principalpoopoo: take a sniff on me
Porgie: guess not
Principalpoopoo: mmm howdy honey
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Oh good, some Honey to go with the light and flakey server.
Dexter Fong: Olla Honey
Bambi: hi Honey
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Stickman - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Merlyn - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hemlock Stones: Hemlock Stones at your Server
Honey Sanchez: Hola Amigos, the bus was late
cease 1: i turned cni off the mac.
Mr. Roadkill: Where there's no kippers, there's no fair.
Principalpoopoo: careful honey, the chat is onery tonight
cease 1: hey sanchez.
||||||||| Merlyn steps in at 10:20 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Porgie: cervix?
Hemlock Stones: HI Honey
ah,clem: holla
Mr. Roadkill: Ola, amiga...
Principalpoopoo: wb M
Merlyn: I didn't even know I was dead
klokwkdog: Merlyn -- what's up with the server???
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, give Porgie some cervix
||||||||| Catherwood brings porgie some cervix.
Bambi: well, I didn't lose it that time ... just Stickman and Merlyn
Honey Sanchez: ole, Clem
Dexter Fong: Merl: That's the best way to go
Porgie: The lights went out
Principalpoopoo: hehe holler hehe
Mr. Roadkill: Or should I say 'ole ;)
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Merl, we hardly knew ye...
Bambi: only lost it once in the last 4 times it reaped
Honey Sanchez: hi mr
Honey Sanchez: hello senor stones
Merlyn: Maybe it's just bogged down
cease 1: yeah the mac is more stable here
Principalpoopoo: when the reaps are called up yonder...
Porgie: what a motley crew in here
klokwkdog: It's in Ireland???
cease 1: merl, you have any idea why this is happening?
cease 1: we used to have this all the time in the irc days
Bambi: wb to those who were reaped
Principalpoopoo: a bog is a swamp
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I'm actually Tommy Lee in disguise
klokwkdog: we've probably angered the Chat God
Mr. Roadkill: Arrrrr, Progie....
Principalpoopoo: ahhh joe beat, long time no see
klokwkdog: any relation to Jimmy Lee?
Bambi: reap, reap, reap those little nicks
Honey Sanchez: Oi dios mio!!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Gosh, I hope not...
Principalpoopoo: nick nick nick those little reaps
Porgie: I thought I recognized that piano
Mr. Roadkill: Oi...
cease 1: how about robert e?
klokwkdog: any relation to Belinda Lee? Peggy Lee? Janet Leigh?
Merlyn: people get reaped if they aren't found in the access.log file for the last 5 minutes
ah,clem: nope, just a good friend
John ''The Legend'' Piano: That's an organ, Porg
Mr. Roadkill: Normannnn....
John ''The Legend'' Piano: What a reap-off
Porgie: throw a towel on it
Principalpoopoo: I got a black magic woman
cease 1: johnny organ?
Bambi: Norman coordinate
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Organ Leroy
Porgie: do some push ups and it will go away
Dexter Fong: I got a Scandinavian magic women
Principalpoopoo: norman normal
Merlyn: type like your life depends on it
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I got a black magic johnson
Mr. Roadkill: Santana is so much better than that one song. I hate it that that's all people play. Supernatural is freakin' excellent.
Dexter Fong: We had a seance in the sauna but the ectoplasm melted and ran all over the bells
cease 1: my realtor is a dane.
Hemlock Stones: Hope she doesnt draw cartoons Dexter
Principalpoopoo: oye como va
Mr. Roadkill: Ja, I'm Helga from Swveden...
cease 1: i hope that doesnt endanger her
Porgie: my realtor is insane
Mr. Roadkill: That's laderhosen...
Dexter Fong: HS: She just draws conclusions
Principalpoopoo: hejsa helga, er du smuk pige?
cease 1: yes his recent, 3 years ago or so single with that female singer was fantastic
Porgie: he sells castles in the air
cease 1: game of love i think it was called
Dexter Fong: Smoke pig?
Bambi: May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow
Hemlock Stones: thats a different gether all to case
Mr. Roadkill: Ja, Gåaarn haårfarfen...
Bambi: May the soft winds freshen your spirit
Principalpoopoo: bacon
Bambi: May the sunshine brighten your heart
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Oh, Thunderclap Newman Realty
Principalpoopoo: glade commercial?
Mr. Roadkill: Ya wanna trade places?
Bambi: May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you
Bambi: And may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.
Dexter Fong: While we are absent from chat
Principalpoopoo: bambi has the hallmark disease, omg
Hemlock Stones: puts down burden and rests a spell
Bambi: --An Olde Irish Wish
Mr. Roadkill: Gag me with a forklift.
Porgie: Hello from north Texas there Roadkill
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Quick, be mean to Bambi!
Principalpoopoo: what about the street rising up to meet you?
Bambi: let's see ... what other text documents do I have around here that I can copy and paste lines from to keep from getting reaped again LOL
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Now I have to find an Olde Irish
Honey Sanchez: it;'s lethal, PP
cease 1: sounds irish
Dexter Fong: and giving you a shot in the nut
cease 1: hows it going, bambi?
ah,clem: ...
Principalpoopoo: more or leth?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Well spoken, ah-clem
cease 1: here, have this bar of green soap
Honey Sanchez: more than leth
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Manly, yes
Hemlock Stones: can the electrician fix the server ah Clem ?
Bambi: let's see ... I have a pdf of 1998 Sonny Bono Copyright Term Extension Act upheld
Dexter Fong: I got a leth paul guitar,,,it really things
Mr. Roadkill: As Wichita Falls, so Falls Wichita :=)) (Metheny)
Bambi: analog_hole_discussion_draft.pdf
Principalpoopoo: sonny bono, I thought we buried him..
Principalpoopoo: hehe analog hole hehe
John ''The Legend'' Piano: And could they the hole from an ass on the ground?
Porgie: Capital of meth labs
cease 1: the republicans keep coming back, like zombies
Honey Sanchez: erroros 404
John ''The Legend'' Piano: And could they the hole from an ass on the ground?
Bambi: lol
John ''The Legend'' Piano: And could they the hole from an ass on the ground?
Bambi: hmmmm
cease 2: am i back?
Bambi: well, that didn't work LOL
John ''The Legend'' Piano: ANOTHER FART!
ah,clem: ...
Dexter Fong: And so it goes...and goes...and goes...
ah,clem: interesting night....
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I must be in multiple paradigms
klokwkdog: u betcha
Principalpoopoo: you are contagious ahh, clem, you gave us the glitch
Bambi: that 404 messed with my whole reaper test
Mr. Roadkill: The Fandango. Official dance of the Firesign Theatre.
klokwkdog: here's 20¢ JP
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Little Rosie Rottencraw, the Multiple Identity Posterchild
Porgie: meanwhile back in reality
Dexter Fong: It's a bloomin' flamdiddle with a press roll
Principalpoopoo: continous chatting does preclude being reaped
Principalpoopoo: oops not
John ''The Legend'' Piano: 20 cents for such big words?
Mr. Roadkill: Haven't tried that one since I was 14, Dex.
Honey Sanchez: orale, thees place is shifting dimensions
Dexter Fong: afk for refill and dreading coming back to a drop
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Holy frijoles!
Principalpoopoo: dong fong
Bambi: Catherwood, I am glad I got my money back earlier ... this ride keeps breaking!
||||||||| Catherwood gots Bambi's money back earlier this ride keeps breaking.
||||||||| 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 Dr Klaxon disembarks at 10:34 PM.
Bambi smiles
Principalpoopoo: ding ding dr klaxon arriving
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Sound the Klaxon!
Dr Klaxon: sorry, Mr Stones has a little electrical difficulty
Mr. Roadkill: Hail Marx!
Bambi: hi Dr Klaxon ... another new one or a recycled one?
Principalpoopoo: and lennon
John ''The Legend'' Piano: ...must be that damn Zeppo tube...
cease 2: this is just like irc!
Merlyn: beware of zombie ants, though: http://www.weichtiere.at/Mollusks/Schnecken/parasitismus/dicrocoelium.html
Principalpoopoo: grab your tube doc
Principalpoopoo: that was fast
John ''The Legend'' Piano: ...must be that damn Zeppo tube...
Mr. Roadkill: Simulated IRC, cat.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Damn!
Bambi: hi Dr Klaxon ... another new one or a recycled one?
Principalpoopoo: cosmic rays
Honey Sanchez: Hello Dr. Klaxon
cease 2: thjisd is a bummer
ah,clem: actually, IRC more stable, at least tonight...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: It's a wormhole!
cease 2: as we used to say in the olde days
Dexter Fong: It is as a feared
Principalpoopoo: far out cat, I can dig it
cease 2: mac has remained more but not perfeclty stable
cease 2: i was cut off there too a few minutes ago, though shortly
Mr. Roadkill: Are they alive?
cease 2: evil is always alive
Principalpoopoo: wb fong, I could not see that you were reaped
Bambi: something seriously wrong tonight ... DDoS, hardware difficulties or Internet woes, or what?
Dexter Fong: If you call this living
John ''The Legend'' Piano: This Mac is stable - just being denied access every so often.
Principalpoopoo: the glith
Dexter Fong: Ppp: Wasn't reaped but couldn't connect to chat, had to get off and reconnect
cease 2: systems prefs just came up in the mac
cease 2: i told them to go away
Honey Sanchez: im flippin in and out of this dimension like carlos casteneda
Principalpoopoo: that damn ground hog
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Poopoo, got a lithp?
Mr. Roadkill: Which Mac/OS, JP?
cease 2: as far as we know, dex
Bambi: this PC is working fine otherwise ... just lose connection to this chat
Principalpoopoo: no thankth, I already have one
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Ride the snake....the snake is a river
Merlyn: The webserver may be having problems
Honey Sanchez: Hemlock asked me to convey please extend my apologies and tell the gang the tube of doom has a crack in it and i cannot get back in
Principalpoopoo: caww cawww
John ''The Legend'' Piano: On a G4 (450) with OS 9.1
Principalpoopoo: keep trying stones, poor stones
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from measles
||||||||| cease 1 - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:40 PM and late as usual, it's Hemlock Stones , just back from Billville."
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Boy, did Hemlock suck at the Super Bowel
cease 2: no, piano, that's jim morrison
Principalpoopoo: wb
Dexter Fong: WB Hem
cease 2: am i cease 2 on 2 computers?
Hemlock Stones : ty Dexter, faulty Tube of Doom it seems
Hemlock Stones : made in China
cease 2: im getting even more confuseder
klokwkdog: ?
Mr. Roadkill: 9.2.2's a free upgrade, JP (better). Yours will also run OS X Tiger. The Velocity Engine is a pretty cool idea.
cease 2: the computer has been smoking, not me
cease 2: uh, vaping
Dexter Fong: The fault dear Stones is in our tubes...just testing
Principalpoopoo: more lube stones
Honey Sanchez: wb seenyour Stones
Bambi: shame about the chat being a pain tonight .. good thing the audio is doing well
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Yeah, a buddy has suggested I try OS X - as long as I don't have to upgrade all my programs, I'll try it!
Honey Sanchez: yes audio is fine here
Principalpoopoo: yes, the glitch has shifted, red shifted, those damn reds
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Indeed, tonight the audio is flawless (hope I didn't jinx it)
Principalpoopoo: knock on wood
Hemlock Stones : i went directly to CNI to get the audio just in case
Mr. Roadkill: I use OS X 10.2.8 (G3 450 B&W). The only thing that doesn't run in Classic mode is my music programs (Unicorn).
Principalpoopoo: sorry tiger, next time not so hard..
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Thanx, Roadkill - I'll keep that in mind
Dexter Fong shifts reds to back wall giving more depth to the vista and seemingly warming a rather cold ambiance
Mr. Roadkill: Look too the Sumner of 1875....
Merlyn: I just replaced the hard drive in my flat screen imac - 250 gig now, +250 gig external firewire
Bambi: audio has been doing great since Tweeny sent the cables and Y Stereo splitter and we turned off my windows monitor (CRT) when we both are on the air
Principalpoopoo: I see a red door and I want to paint it black
cease 2: this is ox X 10.3.9
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Hot Rod, Merl
Mr. Roadkill: Sounds nice, Merl...
Merlyn: and I can still boot os 9 on firewire to use video and stuff I don't have for osX
klokwkdog: toto
Principalpoopoo: wow M
Dexter Fong: Well done Tweeny
Bambi: (and we both are on headphones when we are on the air now...no more having to use speakers for monitors
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Please, no more Stones - the Stupor Bowel brought me down...
cease 2: this is i have to learn how to do stuff on computers except chat and email
Merlyn: but don't format your disk to be case-sensitive, some programs don't handle that
Mr. Roadkill: They've got a 2.5Ghz quad core. Yikes.
Principalpoopoo: hey you, get off my cloud
Merlyn: got the internal 250 gig for $88
Porgie: I'm melting........
ah,clem: ....
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Closed-cup phones, I hope, Bambi...don't want to lose your hearing!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Closed-cup phones, I hope, Bambi...don't want to lose your hearing!
klokwkdog: toto
Bambi: (and we both are on headphones when we are on the air now...no more having to use speakers for monitors
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Closed-cup phones, I hope, Bambi...don't want to lose your hearing!
Principalpoopoo: so the police I could go oops
Porgie: Authentic Vinyl?
Dexter Fong: WB Dexter
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I repeat myself when I'm distressed...I repeat myself when I'm distressed
||||||||| "10:46 PM? 10:46 PM!!" says Catherwood, "cease 1 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as cease 1 enters and sits on the divan.
ah,clem: no buds here, real headphones.
cease 1: now what was i typing?
Bambi: mine has only one ear headphone ... it's a mono feed so no worries there ... at least they aren't ear buds :-)
Principalpoopoo: cease and deceased
klokwkdog: i got locked out agin
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Speaking of Toto, the new album is great!
cease 1: ah bozos
Principalpoopoo: I smoked all my buds
Porgie: ah yes
cease 1: those old bands still around?
Merlyn: yeah, looks like the webserver is having problems
klokwkdog: sticks and stems and seeds
Mr. Roadkill: Speaking of... what about the iTunes lawsuit, Stones?
cease 2: mac sez high
Principalpoopoo: where are my inflatable shoes and red nose?
Porgie: my fav Ah Clem
cease 1: i found som eold recrords form my childhood
cease 1: bozo the clown in his big shoes and red nose.
Bambi: I really don't care for headphones overall, because they are uncomfortable to me, but does a better job for keeping mic noise down
Porgie: it's in the water
Mr. Roadkill: Some pogroms can't IT ;)
Dexter Fong: Cat: ye olde records formed everybody's childhood
Honey Sanchez: catherwood please bring me my rubber nose
||||||||| Catherwood hands Honey Sanchez my rubber nose.
Porgie: that's why it's yello
klokwkdog: sometimes fallingstars radio plays a live version of "Africa" that Toto did in Johannesburg --- it's super
Principalpoopoo: keep trying different headphones bambi
cease 1: 78s i think
Honey Sanchez honks it
Porgie: Catherwood bring me a hologram
||||||||| Catherwood hands Porgie a hologram.
Principalpoopoo: hehe honey honked it hehe
John ''The Legend'' Piano: That's on the "XX" album, Klok
Porgie: looks real
Dexter Fong: Hmm< Catherwood, bring me a Holy Gram
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dexter Fong a holy gram.
Mr. Roadkill: Know where it's available (assuming free), Klok?
Principalpoopoo: catherwood, just bring me a gram
||||||||| Catherwood hands Principalpoopoo a gram.
Merlyn: Catherwood, pee into the stream
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Merlyn and inquires "Would you like something?"
Mr. Roadkill: And legal.
klokwkdog: dunno, JP. it just comes up once and a while. Like City's "Am Fenster". I didn't even know they existed. Nice station
Porgie: catherwood give me an artifical hallucination
||||||||| Catherwood gives Porgie an artifical hallucination.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood is obviously not into streaming
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to John ''The Legend'' Piano and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
Merlyn: catherwood, go pee into the stream
||||||||| Catherwood goes pee into the stream.
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dr Klaxon - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Mr. Roadkill: Toto 20? Have to check it out.
Principalpoopoo: ahhh dr klaxon, that is not good
Bambi: speaking of iTunes, where does Apple get off taking over the writable drives in their latest version of iTunes software? If you don't use iTunes, be sure to get the stand alone QuickTime player if you don't want it messing with your writable cd/dvd drives ... could be just Dell computers, but it really stinks
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Honk Honk, Klaxon
klokwkdog: Tweeny -- dunno. You could capture fallingstars' stream, but they don't play it very often.
Honey Sanchez: catherwood bring me an electrician and a holy gram scale
||||||||| Catherwood hands Honey Sanchez an electrician and a holy gram scale.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Toto "XX" is a collection of outtakes and live stuff.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: The new album "Falling In Between" just came out in Japan, hits Europe tomorrow.
klokwkdog: "even now yet" ;-)
Mr. Roadkill: Toto IV is one of my favorites. "Best Recorded Album" 1984 Grammys.
Principalpoopoo: run europe run
Hemlock Stones : is it possible to get Quick time without the rest of the bundle Bambi ?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Greg Phillinganes is now a member of Toto
Porgie: catherwood give somebody an enema
||||||||| Catherwood gets somebody an enema.
Bambi: yes, it sure is Stones
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Ah, what a relief!
Honey Sanchez: catherwood squeeze the weez
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Honey Sanchez and says "oh, fuck off Honey Sanchez!"
Porgie: is there a limit to what catherwood will do?
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Porgie and asks "Would you like something?"
Principalpoopoo: lock your wigs
ah,clem: ah, that's better...
cease 1: now you can shit down on your own stool
Hemlock Stones : i have tried and it downloads all of it, maybe it is a Dell thing
Mr. Roadkill: At least they dropped the "Ministore" feature of iTunes, unless you opt-in.
Porgie: hang on
Bambi: http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download/standalone.html
klokwkdog: catherwood please limit yourself
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to klokwkdog and says "Did you want something?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Apparently there's a limit to the abuse the old fart will take
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, that's no way to speak to a lady
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Did you want me?"
Hemlock Stones : thanks for that Bambi
klokwkdog: catherwood bring me a gag to stick in your foul mouth
||||||||| Catherwood gives klokwkdog a gag to stick in your foul mouth.
Porgie: catherwood speak properly to the lady
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Porgie
Principalpoopoo: I challenge you to a duel catherwood, to defend the honor of honey
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Principalpoopoo and mumbles "Did you need me?"
Bambi smiles
Mr. Roadkill: That's frent, JP...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, bring me an ancient grape peeled
||||||||| Catherwood hands John ''The Legend'' Piano an ancient grape peeled.
Principalpoopoo: frent
Porgie: porgie gags
Honey Sanchez: catherwood apologize profusely for the profanity!
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Honey Sanchez and mumbles "Something I can help with?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Frents, Romans, Countrymen...
Mr. Roadkill: She's a pro fan.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, jump down spin around pick a bale o' dacron
||||||||| Catherwood jumps down spin around pick a bale o' dacron.
Principalpoopoo profuses hehe
Porgie: catherwood will you do anything?
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Porgie and inquires "Would you like something?"
Porgie: catherwood do something
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Porgie and mumbles "My ears are burning..."
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, bite me
||||||||| Catherwood bites John ''The Legend'' Piano.
Honey Sanchez: catherwood a blue moss
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Honey Sanchez and mumbles "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, your fly is open
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and asks "Would you like something?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Just as I thought...dentures
Porgie: catherwood bite john again
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Porgie and mumbles "Someone mention my name?"
Dexter Fong: No thanks
Principalpoopoo: eat it catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Principalpoopoo
Principalpoopoo: eat it raw catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Principalpoopoo and inquires "Did you want me?"
Porgie: catherwood is pissed
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Porgie and yells "oh, fuck off Porgie!"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood is just another dentured serf.
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to John ''The Legend'' Piano and queries "Did you want me?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Perhaps we could break Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside John ''The Legend'' Piano and asks "Did you want something?"
ah,clem: ...
Porgie: catherwood rotate on it
||||||||| Catherwood rotates on it.
Dexter Fong: Nothing like a naughty game of Blind Man's Bluff with a limited AI entity
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, take a golden shower
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to John ''The Legend'' Piano and says "Did you want me?"
Principalpoopoo: give me the true value of pi catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives Principalpoopoo the true value of pi.
Porgie: see how well trained he is?
Mr. Roadkill: Cather is made of wood. Therefore....
Bambi: Catherwood be nice to Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bambi and queries "Did you want me?"
Dexter Fong: He's a block head?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: HE'S A WITCH! BURN HIM!
cease 1: therefore he's a witch
Porgie: catherwood give Bambi a kiss
||||||||| Catherwood gives bambi a kiss.
Mr. Roadkill: A witchita!!
Principalpoopoo: yes burn him burn him
John ''The Legend'' Piano: I think he enjoyed that entirely too much
Porgie: Witchita?
cease 1: as falls witchita, so falls
Dexter Fong: Throw him in the volcano
Porgie: auuugh
cease 1: witchi tai toe
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Cat, cue up that volcano
Mr. Roadkill: Does wood fall?
cease 1: not enough room. it's a small volcano
Bambi smiles and says thank you Porgie
Principalpoopoo: witchitall gonna do for the weekend?
Porgie: It's an Indian word for "Pee here"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: We'll cut him up
Dexter Fong: Run him thru the chipper/shredder first
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Damn, are you from Fargo?
cease 1: but i'll clean the lowering device
Mr. Roadkill: A chip off the old rushmore...
Dexter Fong: JP: no, but I know him
Bambi: I would have thought that Catherwood would know what to say when one says "Be nice to Bambi" lol
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Bambi
Principalpoopoo: no hurry, leth it
Porgie: A chip off the old bullock
Mr. Roadkill: Only if he passes Donna, JP...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Buscemi on line 1...
Porgie: Catherwood knock a chip off
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Porgie
Dexter Fong: Oh Jeeze
Mr. Roadkill: Ah, on the beach of the 3rd coast ;)
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, please throttle Porgie
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside John ''The Legend'' Piano and inquires "Did you need me?"
ah,clem: catherwood, be nice to bambi
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to ah,clem and inquires "Did you want me?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, pay attention!
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside John ''The Legend'' Piano and says "Did you need me?"
Porgie: catherwood hug bambi
||||||||| Catherwood hugs bambi
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Need me? Want me? It's all about you isn't it Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood wants Dexter Fong it's all about you isn't it.
Principalpoopoo: sir sidney fudd
Bambi: well, you tried Clem
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Again, he's enjoying that too much
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Porgie: catherwood carry bambi over the stream
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Porgie and says "Did you need me?"
klokwkdog: just trying to save meself from reaping
Dexter Fong: I think Cather has a woody
ah,clem: catherwood, don't be mean to Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside ah,clem and queries "Would you like something?"
Principalpoopoo: woodsman spare that tree
Porgie: catherwood throw a towel over it
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Porgie and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Porgie!"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, give Bambi some abuse
||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi some abuse.
ah,clem: he needs work
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, throw a trowel at it
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Did you want something?"
Mr. Roadkill: Onto the fertile ground of WWW2. Sir Walter Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Mr. Roadkill and says "Someone mention my name?"
Bambi: well, there's a response
Porgie: Catherwood, throw a trowel at it
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Porgie and says "My ears are burning..."
Principalpoopoo: what is his middle name?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: It's Danny
Porgie: Catherwood, throw a trowel at it
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Porgie
Dexter Fong: Thought Catherwoods first name was Danny
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Would you like something?"
Dexter Fong: Piss off Danny
Porgie: Catherwood throw a trowel at it
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Porgie and mumbles "Did you need me?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: That's waht I meant!
ah,clem: throw a towell on it , Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to ah,clem and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
Mr. Roadkill: You going to Seal something up, Catherwood? Isn't that a little crazy?
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Mr. Roadkill
Dexter Fong: Do the laundry Catherwood, we're out of towel
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and queries "Did you want me?"
cease 1: hey
Principalpoopoo: throw me a beer catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood throws Principalpoopoo a beer.
Porgie: ignore me Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Porgie.
Bambi: Catherwood, put a sock in it!
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Bambi
cease 1: a besar whiz?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, entertain the guests
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to John ''The Legend'' Piano and says "Did you want me?"
cease 1: Yogi Einstein
ah,clem: catherwood, jump on the butler
||||||||| Catherwood jumps on the butler.
Mr. Roadkill: 2 Airhead Lites, coming right up....
Porgie: twist a balloon Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Porgie
Honey Sanchez: gives catherwood a kiss
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Honey Sanchez
John ''The Legend'' Piano: That's metaphysically absurd!
cease 1: those arent guests, they're Termites!
Bambi: Catherwood pour drinks for everyone
||||||||| Catherwood gives drinks for everyone.
Porgie: catherwood twist a balloon
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Porgie and asks "Someone mention my name?"
Mr. Roadkill: Yoshi Einstein. Illegimate child with Tokyo Rose.
Principalpoopoo: don't be ontological JP
Honey Sanchez: sheesh he is a real AI dickweed
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood pour drinks on everyone
||||||||| Catherwood gives drinks on everyone.
Porgie: catherwood insult catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Porgie and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
Honey Sanchez: catherwood lick my toes
||||||||| Catherwood licks Honey Sanchez's toes.
Mr. Roadkill: Or a baboon, whichever ;)
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Now it smells like an old frat house
Dexter Fong: Catherwood run me a tab
||||||||| Catherwood runs Dexter Fong a tab.
cease 1: just had a bag o' vape that dick nixon would come back from the grave to bust
Principalpoopoo: fresca for me
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Tab has a new energy drink
cease 1: shoes for industry
Dexter Fong: I just had a vag o' bond
Mr. Roadkill: Ah a cyclemate of Mr. Armstrong!
Porgie: why does the porridge bird lay it's egg in the air catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Porgie and mumbles "Would you like something?"
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Catherwood, take off your shoes
||||||||| Catherwood takes off your shoes.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood you may now board your flight
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you want me?"
Porgie: Catherwood slip me a $20.
||||||||| Catherwood slips Porgie a $20.
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Now we're getting our money's worth!
Mr. Roadkill: Just tell the little birdies, shoo, shoo. Then they'll F off ....
Principalpoopoo: double your money back guarantee
Porgie: Catherwood slip me a $50
||||||||| Catherwood slips Porgie a $50.
cease 1: no parking duties tonight, dex?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Dynamic tension can do this for YOU
Porgie: (how far will he go)
Mr. Roadkill: Ooops. A newly waxed floor.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Nope, going on vacation to Fla tomorrow so friend has the car
ah,clem: ...
Hemlock Stones : I am still kind of here
Porgie: Just flip it over clem
Mr. Roadkill: Two 58s?
Principalpoopoo: ahhh clem, side 2 is on the other side of a vinyl record, I know it has been a while
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Just a shot away, Stones?
Porgie: catherwood play side 2
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Porgie
Bambi: that's side B lol
Porgie: Catherwood are you pissed at me
||||||||| Catherwood ats Porgie.
Principalpoopoo: oops yes
Mr. Roadkill: Ah, a kindred spirit. Ams 7 Brit. Divided by a common language.
Principalpoopoo: try the other other side
Hemlock Stones : the speak Chinese on some B sides
John ''The Legend'' Piano: This is Side 5...follow in your book and repeat after me
Dexter Fong: Catherwood suck up to Porgie
||||||||| Catherwood sucks up to porgie.
Porgie: ow I've never been "ats" before
Principalpoopoo: chat has calmed down
Hemlock Stones : Hello again Clem
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Hertz, don't it?
Mr. Roadkill: We've had or Ridlin.
klokwkdog: darn
Porgie: Thats a go/great one too Clem
Principalpoopoo: not pronounced poopoo, it should be poop-oooo
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Digital hiccups?
Dexter Fong: Makes yah wanna go Ohm
Porgie: so has catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Porgie and mumbles "Would you like something?"
Bambi says shhh! don't jinx it!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Not while I'm meditating, it doesn't
Mr. Roadkill: Bambi flashes a quarter.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Bubba's Brain', just granted probation at 11:10 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: JP: Sounds like you need a meditation mediator
Bubba's Brain: Hey all@
Mr. Roadkill: Hey Bubba...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Da Brain
Porgie: catherwood would you like something
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Porgie and mumbles "oh, fuck off Porgie!"
Dexter Fong: Hi Bubba
Bambi: hi Bubba
Principalpoopoo: hello bubba
Principalpoopoo: hubba bubba
John ''The Legend'' Piano: CAtherwood, please give Bubba the beverage of his choice
||||||||| Catherwood hands bubba the beverage of his choice.
Dexter Fong: Porge: Seems like you struck a nerve
Honey Sanchez: ello bubba
Hemlock Stones : Hi Bubba
Porgie: bubba
ah,clem: hi bubba
Bubba's Brain: At first it told me nobody was on... but that was a cached page.
Merlyn: TRE or TRE
Hemlock Stones : lol
Merlyn: hey bb
Bubba's Brain: What's the news from the front?
Porgie: thats a big CD
Principalpoopoo: flip it, flip it good
Dexter Fong: Merl: Oh the tough questions first..I'll take TRE
John ''The Legend'' Piano: that's a big 10-4
Porgie: the front of what?
Bambi: it's all a figment of your imagination ...
Bubba's Brain: The front of the back.
Porgie: barney
Principalpoopoo: the real enigma?
Dexter Fong: as opposed to the conundrum faux
Bubba's Brain: Bam, that color is a pigment of your imagination....
Bambi: I like TheaTRE better :-)
Porgie: Give me a job Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives Porgie a job.
Dexter Fong: Colour me indifferent
Principalpoopoo: a paradox quack quack
Porgie: is that like a real hallucination
Mr. Roadkill: Give me a Jobs/Intel, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood gives Mr. Roadkill a jobs/intel.
Porgie: or an artifical one?
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Careful, Porg...
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Military intelligence
Bubba's Brain: ... and that fender bender is a big-dent of your imaginatin....
Dexter Fong: I dreamt I crashed my bently into a Maidenform Bra
Bambi: would love to have an Intel Mac to play with ... would love to do a review on it ... should be a lot of fun
Principalpoopoo: read dr memory catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Principalpoopoo
Principalpoopoo: back
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Military intelligence
cease 1: must have been a big bra
John ''The Legend'' Piano: No need for an airbag, eh Dex?
Principalpoopoo: are you a boob fong?
Dexter Fong: Crash knocked me right outta chat apparently
Porgie: the artifical hallucinations aren't really there anyway
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Sounds like a chinese instrument of torture - a boob fong
Principalpoopoo: yes unhappy chatnam
Porgie: Mr. President
Principalpoopoo: or gitmo bay
Dexter Fong: Unhappy Chatnamese
Porgie: clem don't break the president
Dexter Fong: Paulo will kick his ass
cease 1: mr gonzalez, is asskicking condoned in us prisons?
Porgie: you have violated Robots rules of order
John ''The Legend'' Piano: Well, I'm gonna run before the next wave...
Bambi: Clem broke the president, again??!
John ''The Legend'' Piano: 'Nitol...er, 'Nite all!
Principalpoopoo: only if the president approves it
||||||||| John ''The Legend'' Piano says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, John ''The Legend'' Piano exits at 11:19 PM.
klokwkdog: nite JP
Principalpoopoo: ciao JP
ah,clem: make it to the funway everytime... lol
klokwkdog: back again i am
Dexter Fong: JP: You gotta ride the wave, Brah
cease 1: by piano man
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bubba's Brain - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoopoo: globner omg, make a vaccine mr president
Mr. Roadkill: Surf Austin...
Porgie: gravity not just a good idea. its the law
||||||||| Bubba's Brain enters at 11:20 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
cease 1: he died before he lived
Principalpoopoo: comedy, the opposite of gravity
Bubba's Brain: Damn that dialup!!!!
Porgie: thank god for gravity
Mr. Roadkill: Robot's rules of order. Wasn't that Aye, Robot?
Principalpoopoo: wb bubba, you had globners, but you got better
Dexter Fong: Bubba: It's not you, it's the server
cease 1: no grtavity here tonigfht
Porgie: otherwise jugglers would just throw up
Principalpoopoo: not just you bubba, all of us tonight
cease 1: we keep spinning off into cyberspace
cease 1: lol porg
Principalpoopoo: no fair, we cannot hit back
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies LiliLamont into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:21 PM, then departs.
Porgie: I hat it when that happens
Honey Sanchez: weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
cease 1: wow its liil!
Dexter Fong: Hey Lili
Bambi: no glue either
Principalpoopoo: there is no gravity, the earth sucks
Honey Sanchez: hi lili
cease 1: hows my favourite lamont?
Bambi: hi Lili!
Principalpoopoo: lili the belle of the ball
Bubba's Brain: I'm thinking of signing up for the Harlem Grobe Globners...
Porgie: Catherwood give me $100
||||||||| Catherwood gives Porgie $100.
Bubba's Brain: Free money!
Principalpoopoo: you grope globes bubba?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood give me change for a finski
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dexter Fong change for a finski.
LiliLamont: Hi, all. Just stopped in to et you know that Doc is on the road tonight, en route to Illinois for a family visit. He'll be back in a week.
cease 1: good to hear, llil
cease 1: how are you?
Principalpoopoo: wish him a safe trip, you both are on the road alot lately
Dexter Fong: Lili: You opted out of the trip it would seem
ah,clem: good to see ya Lil
LiliLamont: Actually, cease, I've been better. I have high blood pressure and I had to have my cat euthanized on Monday. It really sucked.
Mr. Roadkill: Then again, I'm impressed with really good sound in concert.
Principalpoopoo: back to the shadows again
klokwkdog: hello Lili!
cease 1: oh no
Principalpoopoo: ouch lili ouch
Mr. Roadkill: Ooops, that's for Bambi...
LiliLamont: Yes, Dex, I'm on even more drugs for my blood pressure and for an infection. I feel like a walking toxic waste dump.
LiliLamont: I don't know what's worse, losing my cat or having high blood pressure.
Dexter Fong: damn Lili, you going for some sort of medical redord =))
Principalpoopoo: poor lili, out of the frying pan and fire and into the boiling water
Porgie: catherwood bring me some ludefisk
||||||||| Catherwood gives Porgie some ludefisk.
Bambi: lol
Bubba's Brain: Sorry I've been keepin it short lately... I'm heading out again.
||||||||| At 11:26 PM, Bubba's Brain hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Porgie: What B/P med you take?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring me some lewd literature
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dexter Fong some lewd literature.
Hemlock Stones
Principalpoopoo: hehe the brain is heading out hehe
LiliLamont: No shit, Dex. I take a fistful of pills every morning, and see way too many doctors.
Principalpoopoo: have a super week bubba
LiliLamont: I'm taking Norvasc for the B/P, Porgie.
Hemlock Stones : yes, have a good time Bubba
Porgie: Monopril and a new job for me
Porgie: B/P is going down
Dexter Fong: trying for an afk for refill with out the dreaded drops
LiliLamont: A new job? Congratulations!
Principalpoopoo: good luck fong
Porgie: love this yeeeees
Principalpoopoo: yes super porgie
LiliLamont: How high was yours, Porgie?
Porgie: forget it.......................................................................
Porgie: 170/130
Porgie: I'm a social worker
cease 1: hey lili you have to try a volcano.
Principalpoopoo: sell
Porgie: 115/75 now
LiliLamont: Wow, I'm right behind you. 164/110.
Bambi: thanks Clem!
cease 1: the vaporizer of the german gods
cease 1: do you much good
LiliLamont: A volcano?
Porgie: Was working in a nursing home full of behavior problems and office politics
cease 1: i'll send you url. not on me now.
klokwkdog: hello Lili!
Honey Sanchez: help im stuck in a time loop
Principalpoopoo: back
Honey Sanchez: nite clem
klokwkdog: good show, Clem, Bambi!
Bambi: thanks Clem!
Honey Sanchez: thanks
Principalpoopoo: thank you, you are the man jimmy lee
Principalpoopoo: ahhh toad away
klokwkdog: got locked out again, right after the album ended
Dexter Fong: Damn! Can't go away without those technological demons taking possesion of my PC
Porgie: a classic Bozos
Honey Sanchez: me too klok
Dexter Fong: Night and thanks much Clem
LiliLamont: Sorry, lost connection for a few minutes.
Bambi: lol
Mr. Roadkill: Always avoid the dangers of Jp Sartre...
Hemlock Stones : me too, good night and thanks Clem
Porgie: tode away
Porgie: tode away
Porgie: tode away
Principalpoopoo: toad away
klokwkdog: Lili -- the chat has been cutting in and out like a crazy monkey all night!
Mr. Roadkill: Ribbit...
Merlyn: yep
Principalpoopoo: the tube, a crack in the tube
Merlyn: Well, I must be off
Merlyn: cya
Bambi: yep...been a problem tonight ... first time it's ever been bad like this ... Merlyn does a great job of keeping this going ... must be some server/internet problem
Principalpoopoo: night M
Porgie: it was dark inside
Merlyn: we're all LIVING in tubes now
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn, hope things improve here without your having to do anything
Principalpoopoo: yes, server is not found
klokwkdog: back to fallingstars. Hmmm. Mogwai...
Mr. Roadkill: He's got a very important date...
Merlyn: yeah, "it's not my job, man"
ah,clem: good night everyone, be well
Honey Sanchez escapes the time loop in the cracked tube and waves as she fades away
klokwkdog: nite Merlyn
Bambi: night Merlyn
Porgie: i was born in a tube
||||||||| At 11:33 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
klokwkdog: night Clem
Principalpoopoo: the tubes world tour, a mighty important affair
||||||||| ah,clem says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, ah,clem exits at 11:33 PM.
Hemlock Stones : i must away to Baker Street too folks, so Bambi, PP, Merlyn, Mr Roadkill, Lilli, Honey, Dexter, Klok, good night and god bless one and all
Dexter Fong: Night Hemlock
Hemlock Stones : and Porgie sorry
Porgie: call all of us a cab Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Porgie
LiliLamont: Hmmm... I can't stay on long anyway. I haven't had dinner and I have more drugs to day after food ingestion. With one of these drugs, I can't drink. Now that REALLY sucks.
Principalpoopoo: cheerio, and keep your hands off orifice stones
Hemlock Stones : sweet dreams All !
klokwkdog: nite Hemlock
Porgie: more drugs?
Bambi: you too Clem see ya soon ... night and god bless you too Stones
LiliLamont: Nite, Hem.
Porgie: night all yall
Dexter Fong: .
Principalpoopoo: poor lili, keep using your courage, you have it
Porgie: gubye
Porgie: bbye
Hemlock Stones -)
Principalpoopoo hugs bambi and jimmy-lee
Principalpoopoo: night porgie
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 11:35 PM, dragging ceaseless by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
LiliLamont: Porgie: I have to take flagyl 3 times a day and lithium after my last meal of the day and calcium. It's getting fucking ridiculous.
ceaseless: this is not fun
ceaseless: i was trying to talk to you liil but i dissapeaered
Porgie: night night
klokwkdog: I'm kinda outta it; gonna boogie out, too folks. Have a nice evenin'
Principalpoopoo: click klok, have a super week
ceaseless: but conisder not having them to take, liil?
klokwkdog: tanks
Mr. Roadkill: There's no cat in this can of freeze-dried winston cat food!
LiliLamont: Nite, Klok.
Dexter Fong: Me 2, away next week prolly so see you all in a couple
Bambi: night everyone!
ceaseless: for all its inconveniences we live in an age of medical/pharmaeceutical benifescnece
Bambi: have a great week!
klokwkdog: have a good vacation, Dex
Porgie: catherwood show me a door
||||||||| Catherwood shows Porgie a door.
ceaseless: klok
klokwkdog: nite
Principalpoopoo: ahh the bus arrived, I will toodle too, toodles
klokwkdog: bye Bambi
||||||||| "11:37 PM? I'm late!" exclaims klokwkdog, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Mr. Roadkill: Oh, my revoir...
ceaseless: poop
LiliLamont: Cease: I noticed you dropped out. We seem to be having major problems tonight.
||||||||| Porgie rushes off, saying "11:37 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
ceaseless: yes thats happend 20 or so times tonight
ceaseless: is it the intenet quakes?
ceaseless: or jsut our part of it?
LiliLamont: Jeez Louise. Maybe it's the NSA monitoring the chat room.
ceaseless: why not?
Mr. Roadkill: Kinda wierd, since it didn't affect everyone at the same time.
Mr. Roadkill: That's it. Gonzales is wearing dresses.
ceaseless: severa at once?
ceaseless: doing j edgar one better? or 2?
LiliLamont: Gonzales is holding up Bush's train.
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease 1 - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| cease 2 - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Mr. Roadkill: catch dog at 4?
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:40 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| LiliLamont is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:41 PM.
ceaseless: how can i not be in 2 places at once?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "11:41 PM and late as usual, it's LiliLamont, just back from Billville."
LiliLamont: Fuck! This is bullshit.
ceaseless: any idea why this is happening, liil?
ceaseless: its been relentless sinc ei had difficulty logging in a littkle after 6
LiliLamont: The message I got from my firefox browser suggested that the network might be overloaded. Does this have a dedicated connection?
cease: am i still here?
LiliLamont: You are still here, cease.
Mr. Roadkill: He moves like a tyrant, and 50 fading stars ;)
Mr. Roadkill: Lol, Lili...
LiliLamont: Roadkill: Are you a modern day Kahlil Gibran?
Mr. Roadkill: I'd have to know who that was...
cease: lost the dell again
cease: ths g4 is more stable
LiliLamont: Good grid, this is getting old. Road: Gibran was a Persian poet, very popular in the '60s and '70s.
Mr. Roadkill: Michael is talking about running OS X. Not that Steve will let him ;)
Mr. Roadkill: Angelsea, Lili. One of my top-10 favorite pop songs of all time. Cat Stevens w/12-string & Moog 35.
LiliLamont: Ok, I gotta go. It's getting much too late to be this hungry. Good night, all.
cease: ok back on dell. i wonder why dell is less stable than the mac?
||||||||| "11:49 PM? I'm late!" exclaims LiliLamont, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
cease: by lili. get better
Mr. Roadkill: Be well, Firehead...
cease: heads on fire
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Principalpoopoo - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from jaundice
||||||||| ceaseless - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Mr. Roadkill: Have you checked the gasket?
Mr. Roadkill: Oh, no. Not again...
Mr. Roadkill: Is there anybody out there......?
Mr. Roadkill: So, cat... how's Van treating ya? I hear that Ishakawa isn't exactly an uncommon name in those parts :)
Mr. Roadkill: Jeese, I hate to be the last man standing (again). Thranks for the mammaries, y'all...
||||||||| Mr. Roadkill dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mr. Roadkill?! It's 11:54 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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
Bambi
Bubba's Brain
cease 1
cease 2
cease
ceaseless
Dexter Fong
Dr Klaxon
Elayne
Firebroiled
haleyy2k5
Hemlock Stones
Hemlock Stones
Honey Sanchez
John ''The Legend'' Piano
klokwkdog
LiliLamont
MartinXJohnOno
Merlyn
Mr. Roadkill
Porgie
Princepoop
Principalpoopoo
Stickman URL References:
http://groups.google.com/group/alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre/browse_frm/thread/ecc7ebabcfef550b/7e2b9c77836ff9f8#7e2b9c77836ff9f8
http://groups.google.com/group/alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre
http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download/standalone.html
www.meyerhold.org
http://www.weichtiere.at/Mollusks/Schnecken/parasitismus/dicrocoelium.html