Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
03/02/2006

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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 March 02, 2006 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'camp sweeney', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 5:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
||||||||| It's 5:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| camp sweeney - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| ah,clem enters at 8:48 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
ah,clem: CNI "a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Let's Eat, dear friends....
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Let's Eat, dear friends...'
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, March 02, 2006 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies klokwk-sne into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:16 PM, then departs.
klokwk-sne: time
klokwk-sne: time, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:17 PM"
||||||||| 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 Merlyn disembarks at 9:20 PM.
ah,clem: hi Klok
Merlyn: hello dere
ah,clem: hey Merl
||||||||| cease bounds in at 9:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| HardshellTweeny bounds in at 9:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
HardshellTweeny: Hi, dere...
cease: whats on cni?
HardshellTweeny: Steadman. right?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bambi close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:23 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule.
HardshellTweeny: Don't shoot!
HardshellTweeny: But do get the OS X patch ;)
Bambi: hi Clem, Cat, Tweeny, Klok, Merlin :-)
||||||||| Catherwood ushers llanwydd into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:24 PM, then departs.
Bambi: lol, very true Tweeny
llanwydd: happy thursday
HardshellTweeny: Hey LL...
Bambi: hi llanwydd
Bambi: how's the snow Klok?
Bambi ducks for asking
cease: you need to say hello to bambi, ah?
HardshellTweeny: Never imitate a speed bump :(
llanwydd: or a door stop
HardshellTweeny: Stop that door!
HardshellTweeny: The Afro-Japanese comedy hour... great LoL
cease: thats a good one
llanwydd: afro japanese. what a mental image that gives me.
HardshellTweeny: No doubt, Cat.
cease: Fumiyo has a friend who married a guy from Kenya. Their kids would be afro-japanese
Bambi: lol
HardshellTweeny: Kenya dance to that tune?
llanwydd: Yoshi Mbutu
HardshellTweeny: The next head of the UN.
Bambi: no, but if you hum a few bars ...
llanwydd: sushi safari
HardshellTweeny: Don't mention safari to Apple folks ;)
HardshellTweeny: Very close to sushi, recently :)
cease: good tubes tune, terrible food
HardshellTweeny: Tubes, Cars, what's the difference once the synth's blowed off?
Bambi: european relay for CNIRadio: clickable link: http://85.204.75.92:8000/listen.pls or insert: http://85.204.75.92:8000/ in media player
llanwydd: still can't play cni
llanwydd: rather slow tonight
Bambi: problems with your media player?
HardshellTweeny: You can't play with seeing-eye radio;)
Bambi: how do you connect to the Internet llanwydd?
llanwydd: actually I have msntv2
Bambi: lol Tweeny
cease: im watching nbc. theres gona be a story next about internet providers charging for servcies. do any of you experts know about this?
llanwydd: I don't have an ISP believe it or not
llanwydd: except for msn
cease: paper cup, llan?
llanwydd: over my head, cat
Bambi: oh, no mp3 streams allowed llanwydd?
llanwydd: I can get mp3s with msntv2 but I have never been able to get cni
ah,clem: wa a frature story on Jimmylee & Bambi show, and yes, we did hear of it
cease: toll road?
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:48 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
llanwydd: hey, dex!
HardshellTweeny: A fractured wa?
HardshellTweeny: Dex...
Bambi: what media player does it have llanwydd?
Bambi: Hi Dex :-)
Dexter Fong: Zest
||||||||| At 9:49 PM, Dexter Fong dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
HardshellTweeny: Well, that's fair...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 9:49 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: wmp and wmv, bambi
Dexter Fong: Herro eveyborry
cease: hi dex
llanwydd: are you one of those afro japanese, dex?
Dexter Fong: Howdy Clem, Bambi, Cat, Tweeny, llan, and the gray but still present Merlyn and klok
Dexter Fong: No llan, I'm GI Japanese
Bambi: did you manually type in the address: http://216.234.115.10:8000/ or try to use the clickable link?
llanwydd: LOL
HardshellTweeny: I used to have a GI Hiro doll.
llanwydd: I used the second link you posted, bambi
HardshellTweeny: Came complete with speedy motorboat.
cease: turning japanese?
Dexter Fong: Right Cat, and I'm looking at your photo right now
Bambi: maually typed it in Play location or play URL or whatever it's called?
HardshellTweeny: Bambi is typecasting.
Dexter Fong: Cast your type upon the font
llanwydd: I went to that link and clicked on the "URL" link
Bambi: the last URL I posted is the main stream address: http://216.234.115.10:8000/
Dexter Fong: Wow! Bambi 's gone mainstream
llanwydd: I hope to be typecast the day after tomorrow
Bambi: try it manually typed in
llanwydd: I'm auditioning for a play called "Arsenic and Old Bags" or something like that
Dexter Fong: OK< unplug your electric typewriter
HardshellTweeny: Is it a hit, or amiss!
cease: you play the arsenic?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:55 PM and Hemlock Stones bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Bambi: lol Dex
cease: who plays mudhead?
llanwydd: I could, cat
HardshellTweeny: Stones...
Hemlock Stones: Hello Friends
llanwydd: hey, stones!
Dexter Fong: Hey Stones
cease: hem
Hemlock Stones: Hi Dexter
Hemlock Stones: Cease
Bambi: actually we've been 'main' stream for awhile, we've gone european now too with some friends in europe relaying us! :-)
HardshellTweeny: So it's like 2am Greenwich? A true fan...
Bambi: hi Stones!
Hemlock Stones: llanwydd
llanwydd: first we're talking about arsenic and then hemlock comes along
Hemlock Stones: yes a long standing addict
Hemlock Stones: lol
HardshellTweeny: Soundchasing, Bambi?
Hemlock Stones: Hi Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:57 PM, dragging Honey by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Dexter Fong: Stomes, Nino has you located at AOL, AOL...must be a new development
Honey : owwwwwwwwww
HardshellTweeny: Didn't want to be mean...
llanwydd: soundchasing. reminds me of yes
Bambi: lol
HardshellTweeny: Hey NM...
Hemlock Stones: put the lady down Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Hemlock Stones and inquires "Did you want something?"
Honey : hello
cease: hon
Dexter Fong: Hi, Honey..you're home?
HardshellTweeny: Why, yes it does :=)
Honey : ya honey home im high
Honey : si
Dexter Fong: is
Honey : nice to see yas folks
Bambi: hi Honey!
Dexter Fong: Anyone for a quick round of Soduko
llanwydd: welcome back hon
Honey : hello bambi :)
cease: always a good idea, hon
Honey : ty
HardshellTweeny: Are you of the Hispanic persuasion, Honey?
Honey : no
llanwydd: I only recently heard of so duko. must be a new fad
HardshellTweeny: Me, I'm from so far north Euro my skin is practically translucent.
Hemlock Stones: Honey is not easily persuaded Tweeny
Dexter Fong: llan: It's a puzzle game been around for generations...somebody gave it a Jap name and now it's the latest sensation
ah,clem: ..
Bambi waves Hi! to ah,Clem
llanwydd: never played it dex. sounds interesting
HardshellTweeny: Can you be persuaded to be colored, Stones?
cease: speaking of dukos
Dexter Fong: Hi tiny clem
cease: i read dylan's autobi. he talks about meeting john wayne
Dexter Fong: Put up your dukos
llanwydd: how far north tween?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: I listened to the audio version, cat
HardshellTweeny: My last name is Ericson.
cease: duke of oil?
Dexter Fong: You're an idiot Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Dexter Fong and inquires "Do you have something for me to do?"
Honey : allo clem
cease: welcome at our port any time
llanwydd: sean penn read it in a dylan voice believe it or not
Bambi: jim (at) CNIRadio . com
HardshellTweeny: Penn is actually not a bad actor.
Dexter Fong: Penn is actually a good and interesting actor IMHO
llanwydd: no, he did a fair job
cease: a much better speaker than teller
llanwydd: ericson. let me guess. norsk?
Dexter Fong: and better speller than Penn
HardshellTweeny: An American mutt, as Hitler sould say. Swede, Scot, Engrish & German.
cease: on that bergman and proctor cd, bergman says they could have been as famous as penn and teller
Dexter Fong: Clem: You're are sooooo lagged
llanwydd: mostly welsh here. my name is Evan David Pryce. Offline I'm called Dave
Hemlock Stones: cni sounds very quiet tonight from over here, can hardly hear it
ah,clem: not me, you Dex, lol
Hemlock Stones: and breaking up badly too
Dexter Fong: Clem: YOu said you were sending dots...never showed up
HardshellTweeny: Holy Grid...
Dexter Fong: Clem: I think it's swell
HardshellTweeny: It covers the swelling.
Hemlock Stones: its improved now
Dexter Fong: Tweeny: YOu must be jelling
Bambi: Root and Yoda like it too LOL!
llanwydd: swell is an antiquated word, isn't it?
Dexter Fong: Nifty
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "10:06 PM and late as usual, it's Stickman, just back from Elmertown."
HardshellTweeny: TX-216 acoustic gtr.
Dexter Fong: Schticky!!
HardshellTweeny: Old '93 & moldy...
Stickman: Greetings me Droogies!
Bambi: we loved that piece Tweeny!
llanwydd: I tell ya, it's from the forties
HardshellTweeny: Hey Stick...
Honey : hai stick
llanwydd: howdy stick!
Bambi: hi Stickman
HardshellTweeny: Vintage Keys mellotron.
cease: stick
Stickman: It's a good day for something. I wish I could figure out just what it is.
Dexter Fong: Today is a good day for ghoff
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:08 PM, dragging Mark Time by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Honey thinks a swell is like a toff back in the day yo
HardshellTweeny: DW8000
HardshellTweeny: Mark...
Dexter Fong: I'll vouch for the hair Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and inquires "Did you want something?"
Bambi: hi Mark Time
Mark Time: hey gang...of 5 or more I'll bet
Honey : hello mark time
llanwydd: It's been a good day for me. I got my car on the road for the first time in too long
Mark Time: hey honey...hey all
Stickman: "Swell" is indeed a good word but it reminds me of "swollen" which brings back rather painful memories.
Honey : nice tweeny
cease: time
Dexter Fong: "LLan goes mobile"
llanwydd: welcome back...MARK
||||||||| 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 Principalpoop disembarks at 10:09 PM.
Mark Time: thanks LL
Honey : hola senor poop
llanwydd: howdy princ
HardshellTweeny: Grats, Clem...
Bambi: I'll vouch for the hands ... big hand on the 9 and the small hand on 47 ET
Dexter Fong: Hey Poopster
Principalpoop: where is my bark?
Mark Time: hey principal
cease: sounds like a micahel jackson joke
Mark Time: poop....maybe a ruff nite
Principalpoop: hehe big hand on her nine hehe
Merlyn: I'm Back and I'm Beethovenable
Principalpoop: is this more tween music?
llanwydd: roll over, merl
Hemlock Stones
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Show pan and move along
Principalpoop: wb M
cease: and you're Instant Brahman too
Bambi: hey princep
Stickman: "Back is beautiful" as us old people used to say.
cease: here, have some nukes
Principalpoop: nukes or cukes?
Merlyn: These the Whispering Squashes?
Dexter Fong: 2 acres and a nuke
Stickman: Are those nukes with or without raisens?
cease: dualing dildos
Hemlock Stones: i should try and cut down a bit i think
Principalpoop kisses bambi on her 4-7
Dexter Fong: A hit...a palpable hit
llanwydd: that's shakespeare
Dexter Fong: YOu betcha laddie
Principalpoop: ahhhh it is your new adventure mark
Mark Time: that's my que
llanwydd: I played the King of Denmark in that play
Dexter Fong: Then pick it up outta the bubble wrap and chalk it up
Principalpoop: ach que, geshundheit
cease: mohammed?
Mark Time: boy this chat is slow....
llanwydd: gesundheit dankeshoen
Stickman: I'm slow because I'm old.
Dexter Fong: I'mtyping asfast as i can
Principalpoop: nothanksted, and holdthemayo next time
cease: the ship's prescient captain
HardshellTweeny: A safe and good use for the zeppo tube!
Bambi: it's not the chat ... it's the Net!
Hemlock Stones: it can only be used for good or evil
Principalpoop: hehe zeppo tube hehe, has anybody seen zeppo lately?
Dexter Fong: The Net isn't slow, your just too fast Bambi
Principalpoop: hehe yes, get the net hehe
llanwydd: zeppo died years ago. all the marxes are dead except karl
Bambi: wasn't zeppo with harpo?
Dexter Fong: and little typo
Hemlock Stones: Even Karl dont look too good
llanwydd: LOL stones
Bambi: lol Dex
Mark Time: my screen seems to be stuck....guess I'll be right back....and beautiful...
||||||||| Mark Time is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:16 PM.
llanwydd: and friar beepo
||||||||| Outside, the 10:17 PM uptown bus from Wisconsin pulls away, leaving Mark Time coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Principalpoop: hanging out on the beaches in cuba and chile
Dexter Fong: Fry your own beepo llan
Principalpoop: good luck mark timeeeeee
llanwydd: LOL
Principalpoop: david fry was cool with nixon
llanwydd: happy landing...MARK
HardshellTweeny: It's a sad day when they say OS X is more vulernable to attach than XP. Hopefully the patch will do the job.
cease: somehow the words cool and nixon in the same sentence doesnt work
Principalpoop: more ham ed?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Right, but cool and Pat Nixon go together like a Cuban Sandwich
llanwydd: I'll bet he was cool when he went to Russia
Hemlock Stones: along with most other words and Nixon cease
Stickman: Only his shoes were cool.
Principalpoop: are you impugning david fry, he was the cool part of that event
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Johnny Piano inside, makes a note of the time (10:19 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bambi: Tweeny, that's George Ou for you lol
llanwydd: didn't he go to russia for the kitchen debates or was that somewhere else
Johnny Piano: Bonjour, monsters!
Dexter Fong: Hey JP
Bambi: hi Johnny
Principalpoop: JP high five
cease: hi johnny
HardshellTweeny: Hey, JP...
Johnny Piano: Whaz real?
Hemlock Stones: Hi Johnny
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 10:20 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Principalpoop: that was him llan, no more calls we have a winner
Mark Time: hey mr. Piano
HardshellTweeny: Hey E...
cease: hey it's El!
Principalpoop: hello E
Dexter Fong: Hey! It's E-Layne
Mark Time: hey Elayne
Elayne: Evenin' all. Can't stay long, too busy coughing up a lung or two.
Johnny Piano: Hey, did I see that someone thought there was a girl singing on one of our songs?
Johnny Piano: Hi E!
HardshellTweeny: Qui et a l'operet?
Elayne: I'm really getting sick of, um, being sick.
HardshellTweeny: est
Principalpoop: why would the current government remind me of nixon? hmmmm?
Stickman: He had the kitchen debates with Kruschev at a trade show in Russia as I remember.
llanwydd: welcome back elayne
Bambi: hi E!
Elayne: Did Sean show up yet?
Honey : hello E hola johnny
llanwydd: I wasn't even born yet if I remember right
Principalpoop: hubba hubba E honey and bambi
Elayne: Do some pushups, PrinPoop, maybe it'll go away.
Principalpoop: hehe good idea hehe
cease: hows it goin, el?
Johnny Piano: Poop on the prowl...
HardshellTweeny: If it's good enough for Kreschev, it's good enough for our disneyland...
Dexter Fong: Poop ona trowel
Elayne: Just lie back and think of England. I know I do.
Principalpoop: ahh give youngbuck a rootbeer catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood hands youngbuck a rootbeer.
cease: great news you get to go to the UK whens the trip?
Stickman: The Prince paid good money for that. Those pills are hespensive!
HardshellTweeny: Maddy Prior, E?
Johnny Piano: Dex, you ever consider rapping for a career?
cease: its all done by machines now, johnny
llanwydd: I've been to the UK. Long, long ago. During the Thatcher administration
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a Rootbeer Float
||||||||| Catherwood brings Bambi a rootbeer float.
Dexter Fong: JP: I did work in a gift shop for a while
HardshellTweeny: The man from Fong...
Stickman: Maddy Prior? Wasn't she in Steeleye Span?
Elayne: We're going in May, Cat.
Johnny Piano: Ah, a plain brown rapper.
Principalpoop: stealing glass
cease: ah, soon
HardshellTweeny: Saw them live. Exxxxcelent band.
cease: Fumiyo's going in Sept.
Hemlock Stones: First prize a week in England, second prize two weeks
Elayne: We'll be just across the river from Cardiff during the FA Cup. That'll be fun...
Principalpoop: polish your stones stones
HardshellTweeny: Or October. Not to be sure which!
Dexter Fong: JP: No, I was a high yeller rapper
llanwydd: I've heard good things about SS. An acoustic band, arent they?
Johnny Piano: Of course, a caucasian.
cease: i thought it was a play on steely dan
HardshellTweeny: Folk rock. Acoustic with attitude. Electric bass & drums.
llanwydd: I was just across the channel from cardiff but I never got to wales. bummer
Dexter Fong: llan: Kinda...did a lot of traditional English folk/rock fusion
HardshellTweeny: Rocket Cottage is worth a listen.
Principalpoop: shakesphere did a play about him?
Elayne: Folk rock,Cat. http://steeleye.freeservers.com/
Dexter Fong: Cat: Steeleye preceded Dan
Principalpoop: save the wales
cease: aha
Dexter Fong: Save the Wales, take a leek
cease: prince, prince, prince, prince of wales
Principalpoop: if they looked like that in the 1960s they were freaks
Honey : steeleyespam yes i remember them well
Johnny Piano: True, Fong, unless you count the original appearance of the name "Steely Dan"in Naked Lunch
HardshellTweeny: Especially when they're swimming up the Thames ;)
cease: thats not a leek, it's a whiz
Dexter Fong: JP: I don't =))
Elayne: Great, now I won't be able to get "Sails of Silver" out of my head for a week.
llanwydd: I really should be ashamed that I've never eaten leeks. I can make glamorgan sausage, though
Honey : lol
Johnny Piano: Someone spring a leek for llanwydd!
Principalpoop: boy, the years have not been kind to christine mcvie
Johnny Piano: Probably why Christine retired from the road
cease: Fumiyo and I were over at the home my parents will be in last week
ah,clem: time for a bear whiz, BRB
HardshellTweeny: Storm Force 10 is also a Span worth a listen.
Principalpoop: fleetwood mac, the reunion tour
Stickman: It's not the years it's the miles.
cease: the woman showing us the rooms asked about them and Fumiyo said "they leak"
llanwydd: I've never been very impressed with Christine. Stevie is impressive, though
HardshellTweeny: Don't crust those Brits, pass me the Span...
cease: the woman said, 'ah, continence problems"
cease: it was almost firesonian
HardshellTweeny: crush
Johnny Piano: Wow, Clem has his own bear!
Dexter Fong: Stevie McVie?
Principalpoop: have terrier water ah, clem from the sparkling interior of a terrier
Principalpoop: ahh nick, danger danger will robinson
HardshellTweeny: Is it any ondar that we're so famous?
Principalpoop: which one had black hair?
Johnny Piano: Tales of Terrier
Mark Time: not fade away....loves a real....not fade away...
llanwydd: eggs bacon sausage and span
Stickman: Neither
Johnny Piano: I don't like Span! Bloody vikings...
cease: saw the pytons last night.
Hemlock Stones: is this the war on Terriers ?
cease: not a laugh in the 2 hours
Principalpoop: oops, somebody had black hair, dianna ross?
llanwydd: I saw that too, cat
llanwydd: in fact I taped it
Dexter Fong: Cat: YOu should see the Pythons not the pytons
cease: at least cleese tried to be funny as the old man.
cease: gilliam coulndt be bothered
llanwydd: not a laugh? Cleese was fabulous!
Principalpoop: huh what huh?
Dexter Fong: what huh what?
Principalpoop: what channel?
cease: it was more funny writring than funny acting
Johnny Piano: Come back, now, good buddy.
Stickman: I'm going to finish taping all 6 episodes and then drug myself into submission so I can watch them all Marathon style!
Dexter Fong: Pp: English Channel
HardshellTweeny: A con voyeur?
cease: his joke about graham usually being dead drunk and finally just dead
Bambi: eggs, melted cheese, sauteed onion, green pepper and bacon "om a lette"
llanwydd: then there was that announcement at the beginning that Cleese had died recently and I actually believed it!
Principalpoop: I need more greece first
cease: was funny but it belonged in the previous week's segment
HardshellTweeny: I've heard of lattes, but that's amazing, Bambi...
Principalpoop: that is not a cuban sandwich
Elayne: They've only shown one of the six episodes so far on our local PBS stations. Pledge drives, don'tcha know.
HardshellTweeny: I buried fish sticks...
llanwydd: the gilliam part was more interesting than funny
Johnny Piano: More like a cubist sandwich
Dexter Fong: Senor, fly this sandwich to Habana
Stickman: Bite your tongue! I hate pledge drives!
Principalpoop: ahhh ok ok it all comes back to me like the kiss at the end of hot fist
Bambi: oh, and buttered (real butter) and toasted french bread on the side
llanwydd: but the gilliam art proved that he made python what it was
Dexter Fong: BaMBI: on THE SIDE OF WHAT?
Dexter Fong: loops
llanwydd: python was surrealist art. that is unique
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, bring me a side of what
||||||||| Catherwood hands Johnny Piano a side of what.
HardshellTweeny: A cubist? I prefer Hello Dali Llama elSalvador.
Dexter Fong: Cuidado, Cubists
Principalpoop: fruit loops got too complicated for me, trix too, is that serious doctor?
Johnny Piano: That's what is on the cover of LLAMALAMP - the Dali Llama
Bambi: on the side of the plate of the earlier described "om a lette" lol
HardshellTweeny: Llamas!!!
Dexter Fong: Pp: However you get your Kix
llanwydd: el llama esta quadrupido!
Principalpoop: i get my kick from general cereals
Elayne: Oh great, now I'm going to have The Llama Song in my head for a week. http://seansllamasong.blogspot.com/
Johnny Piano: Look out! There are llamas!
Dexter Fong: Elayne: You're not giving it to me
Bambi: yea! The Oohs! Thanks Clem
cease: its nasa to have you back where you belong
Stickman: Damn! Gotta go back to work. So long Blovinators! Keep 'em flyin'!
Johnny Piano: Oh, I've got that Llama Song bookmarked, E. Falls in line with my band's new album.
Dexter Fong: Kick it straight stick
Elayne: It's pure eeeevil, Johnny...
||||||||| At 10:36 PM, Stickman dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Principalpoop: have fun SM hehe
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
||||||||| 10:36 PM: Bunnyboy jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
Bunnyboy: hiya
HardshellTweeny: Gonna jump that snake...
cease: yes el mouse was austin's car
HardshellTweeny: Bun...
cease: hi bun
Honey : hello bunnyboy
Principalpoop: hiphop bun
cease: tjhis show is from the same era as python.
Johnny Piano: Bye, Stick!
HardshellTweeny: Little tiny tweeny...
Bambi: hi Bunny
llanwydd: speaking of Phil, did he show up at all in those several weeks that I was gone?
Johnny Piano: Ah, Clem's playing the Whaling song from LLAMALAMP!
Bambi: see ya Stickman!
cease: this remains funny. python doesnt. i think its the difference between visual and audio
Elayne: Hello Bunnyboy!
cease: no he only shows up when i'm not here
HardshellTweeny: Nice, JP. I love shantys. Must be the NE in my blood.
cease: as soon as i go to la he'll be here
Johnny Piano: Ah, Clem's playing the Whaling song from LLAMALAMP!
Johnny Piano: Our bassist was born in the NE - military brat
HardshellTweeny: How about some Wailing Jennings? The World's Gone Crazy Cotillion...
llanwydd: afk...famqbvwntjf
Principalpoop: nebraska has whaling songs?
Bunnyboy: If anyone's flipping a 6-sided coin to decide which Monty Python PERSONAL BEST video to pick up, go for Gilliam. It's sweet!
HardshellTweeny: Drummer at a military school.
Johnny Piano: Bob Marley and the Whalers
cease: hows seattle these days, bun?
Bunnyboy: Hi yez
Bambi: http://www.cniradio.com Independent Artist page for more info and links to The Oohs :-)
cease: i discovered today that i once owned a rabbit.
Mark Time: that wasn't a Bach canon at 6 in the morning either Tweeney
Bunnyboy: cat: Still here. Much less damp, of late.
cease: going through my parents old slides, thre's a picture of a bunny in our old back yard
Principalpoop: a vw cat
Johnny Piano: Oh, Bambi, one of your Oohs links is NOT us - should be http://www.theoohs.com
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
||||||||| Mark Time, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Chapel.
cease: el mouse? yes,
Bunnyboy: cat: Did you liberate it?
Johnny Piano: Thanks, Clem for throwing that in!
cease: i have no memory of it
Hemlock Stones
Bambi: will fix it Johnny, sorry for the error ... which one is wrong?
cease: we always had cats. occasionally dogs and a bird
Dexter Fong
Johnny Piano: Clem, LLAMALAMP isn't officially out yet - probably two weeks from now.
Principalpoop
||||||||| Mark Time walks in and says "It's 10:41 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
Dexter Fong: Stones: Think you need to be a bit more active
Bambi: I will fix now and upload it after the show
Honey : wb mark time
Bunnyboy: hiya Mahk
Dexter Fong: You're turning gray
Hemlock Stones: WB Mark
Principalpoop: wb mark
Johnny Piano: ? & The Mysterians! Get out yer Farfisa!
Bunnyboy: (sings) I am slowly growing older. Silver Threads amongst the Gold...
Mark Time: thanks...it's been a long strange trip....anyone visit the other ooms?
Dexter Fong: Can I use Falafel?
HardshellTweeny: Impersonators...
Dexter Fong: Oooms? i id.
cease: only elayne's
Johnny Piano: No falafel - that's Bill O'Reilly's instrument
Principalpoop: if it is ok with falafel
Dexter Fong: JP: That's alook ah
Bambi: I only see the main link and the myspace link to your space
Dexter Fong: aloof ah
ah,clem: ...
Johnny Piano: Loofah, falafel, let's call the whole thing off!
Dexter Fong: How come klok is doing station IDs and he's not here?
Bunnyboy: Naw, O'Reilly's instrument is Metamucil, onions and vinegar.
Principalpoop: ah? yah ahhh good stuff man
HardshellTweeny: Let's call it Flit, eh Stones?
llanwydd: I was making falafel before most of you knew what it was
Hemlock Stones: i gave it up before i died Tweeny
Merlyn: In Like Flint & the Stones
llanwydd: I managed an arabic restaurant in 1987. The chef/owner was lebanese/american
Dexter Fong: llan: May Allah put out your oven
Principalpoop: i still don't know what it was
Dexter Fong: What it is...man
Elayne: Damn, coughing too much. Going to lie down. Next week, maybe.
Bunnyboy: Falafel will make ya feel great.
||||||||| At 10:46 PM, Elayne runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
llanwydd: most lebanese americans are catholic
Principalpoop: oh lebanese, I remember that..
Hemlock Stones: I have some naughty pictures of the Archbishop of Canterbury if your interested Dex
Bunnyboy: Aw. Bye El!
Dexter Fong: Jeeze, Elayne...please get better -)
Principalpoop: feel better E
cease: gotta be healthy for the UK, EL
Dexter Fong: Stones: Prefer naughty pictures of Camilla....whatta Queen
Honey : hubba hubba, dex
Principalpoop: is he spanking or being spanked?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Dave', just granted probation at 10:47 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Hemlock Stones: good for Hammer House of Horror Dex
Dexter Fong: Don't start me up, Honey
Dave: hello
Bunnyboy: Did anybody see the recent news about the New York Public Library?
Dexter Fong: Hey Dave
Principalpoop: hi dave
Mark Time: hey Dave
Hemlock Stones: he was into Latex last time i looked
cease: dave
||||||||| Dexter Fong dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dexter Fong?! It's 10:48 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bubba's Brain close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
Principalpoop: yes, but I returned that book I swear bunny
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 10:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Honey : hola Dave
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Johnny Piano: Yo, Bubba
Honey : hi bubba
Bunnyboy: NY library has acquired William S. Burroughs personal archive, including letters and unpublished works.
Dexter Fong: Duh! wrong little chromium switch
Johnny Piano: How's yer Brain?
ah,clem: ...
Bambi: hi bubba
Bubba's Brain: Bubblin'
Bunnyboy: Poop: Tell it to Detective Bookman!
Dexter Fong: Bubby!
Bunnyboy: lo Bub
Dave: oh if only I could read print, that's what I'd do if I could when I go to NY this summer
HardshellTweeny: I'The life of Brain... I'm not the messiah!
cease: this sounds a lot like worlds fairs
Principalpoop: he has got my number and calls me smartguy bunny
Dave: taking a break from studying to chat and listen to jazz, yay!
cease: ive been looking at slides from new york, seattle and motnreal worlds fairs i attended
Principalpoop: hello bubba
Bunnyboy: How shall we fuck off, oh Lord?
cease: one of the cavemen in new york reminded me of bozos
Principalpoop: careful about that memory lane cat
cease: are you doc and bubba tonight or just bubba?
Hemlock Stones: Passes Bunnyboy the Holy Hand Grenade
Honey : find thee the holy handgrenade, bunnyboy
cease: it was the ford pavillion. a fair lane
Bunnyboy: 1, 2, 5!
Principalpoop: squeeze hemlock right there, maybe he will pass another
HardshellTweeny: No one shall pass...
Principalpoop: jazz and not cni? infidel dave
Bubba's Brain: Just bubba, cat
cease: didint we hear this one last week?
cease: doc back in con?
||||||||| 10:52 PM: doctec jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Dexter Fong: And Mrs. BROWN DIDST STROLL DOWN A FAIR LANE TILL WE CAME To the ford..I dodged her approaches
Bubba's Brain: Doc is back home again, and that ain't in Indiana.
HardshellTweeny: Doc...
Bunnyboy: That answers that question.
Bunnyboy: Hiya doc!
Bubba's Brain: Speak of the devil.
llanwydd: i see i'm fading
Bambi: hi doc
Honey : hi doc
Principalpoop: steady fong
Mark Time: hey Doc
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:52 PM and late as usual, it's Mudhead, just back from Waterford."
doctec: was Zenlen here earlier?
HardshellTweeny: Indiana pole US?
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc,
Bambi: hi mudhead
Principalpoop: ahh doc and mudhead
cease: and speaking of doc tech!
HardshellTweeny: Hey Mud...
Honey : alabama getaway
cease: its downright uncanny
Merlyn: hey doc
ah,clem: no, Cat last week was a later, but similar peice
Bubba's Brain: Indiana, no place.
Mudhead: Theres Hamburger on the highway in Mystic, Connecticut
cease: better get back in the can
doctec: evenin' all... watched The Corpse Bride w/lili this evening
Bunnyboy: Yeah, I remember Austin's "Nigeragua" line from last week. Guess I should listen to some jazz...
HardshellTweeny: Honey has good taste in necrophelia.
Mudhead: Hiya All
cease: and youre still alive?
cease: hi mud
doctec: just finished a few minutes ago, almost forgot about the chat
Bambi: ok, thanks :-)
Dexter Fong: Bubba: Are you in Purchse, NY or is Nino on Catherwoods wave length
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
cease: are we that forgettable, doc?
Dave: jazz ist goot
Honey : is partial to the dead me gusta el dia de los muertes tweeny
Dave: I don'ta speak no german
Johnny Piano: Excuse me, Mr. "cease"...who are you?
doctec: i get easily distracted these days
Honey : achtung!
doctec: old timer's disease
Mudhead: I know cease n bambi
Bunnyboy: And, for those of you following this issue, bestiality is inches away from being illegal in Washington State.
Principalpoop: mmmm ach dine tung honey
Mudhead: an principal poop
Bambi: hi Dave
Dave: I get distracted too much too, being old has nothing to do with it I assure you
HardshellTweeny: Jazz is the only true American music, Dave. And now, we shall Return to Forever.
Bubba's Brain: Beatiality is measured in inches?
Bubba's Brain: s
Johnny Piano just riffing on the forgettable forum
doctec: i was working on Bubba's cart code this afternoon when a wave of fatigue hit - woke up at 8:30, had leftovers w/lili and watched the flick - totally forgot what night it was
Johnny Piano: Hey Dave!
Principalpoop: ahh the sheep finally got the vote in that state ,super
Dave: LOL!
doctec: we'll return to forever - after this short message
Bubba's Brain: You mean you can't take a sheep dip anymore?
doctec: WAKE UP!
Dexter Fong
Mudhead: thats short enuff!
Principalpoop: I can sell my hipboots on e-bay
Mudhead: Id buy that for a dollar
Johnny Piano: Dipping sheep is not illegal, but not necessarily recommended either
Mark Time: who you callin' a deep sheep....
Merlyn: Catherwood, did you know Cary Grant?
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Merlyn and asks "Someone mention my name?"
doctec: cash & cary?
Mudhead: hiya Merlyn
Hemlock Stones: I use Oy Bay, i getter better commission
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, Cary Grant
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and queries "Did you need me?"
Bubba's Brain: Its a matter of inches.
Principalpoop: judy judy judy
Merlyn: hi mh
Bubba's Brain: Catherwood, do you measure up?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Bubba's Brain and queries "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Mudhead: There really was hamburger on the highway tho
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, how long is it?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Johnny Piano and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, Johnny Piano!"
Mudhead: ask the boys sometime
HardshellTweeny: Can we call you Bruce? It's easier...
Dexter Fong: Piss off catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood pisss off.
Principalpoop: ask the cop on the corner
Johnny Piano: GIBBERISH, Catherwood, GIBBERISH!
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Johnny Piano
Bubba's Brain: Measure yourself, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bubba's Brain and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
HardshellTweeny: Turn inches into feat, Stones...
Dexter Fong: Take a dump Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
Bambi: and what about the time, Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:59 PM"
Bunnyboy: Just had a blurp. BRB
Hemlock Stones: i keep rolling
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:59 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Clem: What have you done with Klok..he only comes out to do a station ID
Honey : rollin rollin rollin
cease: its just a shot of hemlock away
Principalpoop: is that you, then who is rocking stones
Johnny Piano: Klok is in the ID closet
HardshellTweeny: Waiting for The Columbia. Oops...
Bambi: Catherwood in the future ... ha!
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Bambi and says "My ears are burning..."
Bubba's Brain: Rollins?
llanwydd: what's a blurp?
Mudhead: and Im up in the tree
Dave: oy vay I nearly just spilt an entire bag of cough drops by opening them the apparently wrong way, managed to hold on though and have most of them, ah oh well at they're easily accessable all over the dressertop
Hemlock Stones: must be Sonny
ah,clem: ...
cease: lotsa fun being blind, eh?
Principalpoop: ahh, clem, the man
HardshellTweeny: De-fenceive? It's a Brit defence.
Bubba's Brain: Can't stay.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dave: feel the verve! the prestigeous verve!
llanwydd: what flavor, dave?
||||||||| Bubba's Brain dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bubba's Brain?! It's 11:01 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
HardshellTweeny: Sony came home with a vengenge ;)
Johnny Piano: Don't say Sony.
Dave: blindness! yay! *jumps up and down shouting, I can see!*
Dexter Fong: Klok sat on his pipe
HardshellTweeny: Albatross flavor?
Mudhead: i got a sick Sony
Principalpoop: poor bubba
Hemlock Stones: Its a miracle Dave
Johnny Piano: D'ya get wafers with it?
Dave: down by the riverside
Mudhead: stope whinin
llanwydd: what do ya mean? It's a bloody bird!
Dexter Fong: Hiya Waifs and wafers..welcome to the Concert for the Homeless
HardshellTweeny: has to get back to watering the dolphins (you have to have visited IU).
Bambi: yes, don't say it! sony, sony, sony!
Principalpoop: did you touch the chat while fong wrote like I told you dave?
HardshellTweeny: Albatross flavour it is!!
Johnny Piano: BAMBI - I may have to be mean to you!
HardshellTweeny: Albatross...
Dexter Fong: Pp: How did you tell dave to tell me how to write
||||||||| Mudhead, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Sitting Room.
Dave: I haven't had the need for cough drops in years but tonight, I feel the need, sore throat and the term ends in two weeks and I need my strength for exams, not the time to get sick! grrrrrrrr
Bambi: are the dolphins out of their depth now Tweeny?
Principalpoop: hehe she may like that JP hehe
cease: thats the spirits, dave
Bambi: LOL Johnny
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, bring me a root kit
||||||||| Catherwood gives Johnny Piano a root kit.
Dave: the dolphins on the street?
HardshellTweeny: Dave coughs at George Jones' "He Stopped Loving Her..."
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give me a root hog or die
||||||||| Catherwood gives Dexter Fong a root hog or die.
Bambi: you don't need Cather...wood to give you one ... just try one of Sony's audio discs ;-)
Johnny Piano: Handy old fart, that C-wood
||||||||| Mudhead walks in and says "It's 11:04 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?"
Principalpoop: first time I saw him smile in years
Johnny Piano: I refuse to purchase one of those discs, Bambi
HardshellTweeny: Only of the Coyboys are in Miami ;)
Dexter Fong: Mud: You're early
Merlyn: Catherwood, smile for the camera, plese
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Merlyn and says "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Dexter Fong: Nancy won't be here for another 19 minutes
Bambi: me either Johnny!
Mark Time: not fade away...
HardshellTweeny: And they are truly coy...
Honey : not fade awayyyyyyy
Merlyn: Catherwood, smile at the camera, please
||||||||| Catherwood smiles at the camera.
Johnny Piano: Simply on principle I'll p2p download any Sony music until it's safe
Principalpoop: nancy? ahhh you mean bettyjo beolowski
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, curse everybody out
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and says "Would you like something?"
Bambi: Johnny, just search sony on my blog and you will see how I feel about all that
Merlyn: Catherwood, curse at everyone
||||||||| Catherwood curses at everyone.
Bambi: http://www.bambismusings.com
||||||||| Bunnyboy tiptoes in around 11:05 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Bunnyboy: back
Bunnyboy: ahr!
Johnny Piano: The Knights Who Say "so-NY"
Dave: I'm assuming that sony copy protects their discs
Dexter Fong: Ah...His master's voice
Principalpoop: up yours catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Principalpoop and yells "My ears are burning..."
llanwydd: betty jo biolowsky sounds more 60s than 40s
Bunnyboy: SONY! Slowly, I turned...!
Merlyn: wow, 17 chattererers
Honey : step by step
Johnny Piano: My ears are burning too, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Johnny Piano and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
Principalpoop: step by step
Dexter Fong: llan: She was ahead of her time
Mudhead: he link to yur blog?
Dexter Fong: Like Mudhead
Principalpoop: caveat, ahhh 25 cent word
HardshellTweeny: If I'm at the boards and I can't find the Muse, can I call you Bambi?
Bunnyboy: Dave: Not no more. Major fallout, there.
Mudhead: what time is that?
Johnny Piano: Peel me an ancient grape, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood peels Johnny Piano an ancient grape.
Mudhead: Get me a drink Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets Mudhead an ice-cold Polar Pro.
Principalpoop: no, do not call me bambi tween
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, peel off, there's a bogey on your six
||||||||| Catherwood peels off there's a bogey on your six.
HardshellTweeny: Reminds me of the bar scene in The Bank Dick. Great WC movie.
Merlyn: Please get me something to eat, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets Merlyn a cheese log.
Mudhead: yummm
Principalpoop: I kissed bambi's nine earlier
Merlyn: yum, extra fennel
Bambi: many people call me bambi Tweeny
Dexter Fong: Mud: YOu must be a regular here, Cwood knows your drink
Dave: catherwood fuck it all
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dave and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
Bunnyboy: When you KNOW his name is MidgeMidgeMidgeMidgeMidgeMidgeMIDGEMIDGEMIDGEMIDGE...
Principalpoop: get me a drink catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets Principalpoop some Yucatan Blue.
Johnny Piano: Dave's working blue
HardshellTweeny: I'm part of the union, 'till the day I die... Nice Strawbs tune.
Principalpoop: ahhh a yucatan blue, the Big C knows his stuff
Mark Time: get me a drink Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets Mark Time a Johnnycup.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, get me a little teapot
||||||||| Catherwood gets Dexter Fong a little teapot.
Mudhead: yes, since I was but knee high to a married grasshopper Ive been here
||||||||| "Hey Hemlock Stones!" ... Hemlock Stones turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:09 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Johnny Piano: Oh wow, Gramp's World
Honey : Ill take a drink, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Honey and says "Stop typing gibberish, Honey !"
HardshellTweeny: Dave wants an SNL pill. Too young to remember Radner ;)
llanwydd: well its late. I must put the day to death. see you all next week
ah,clem: catherwood, give me a bear whiz beer
||||||||| Catherwood gives ah,clem a bear whiz beer.
Mudhead: nite ll
||||||||| 11:10 PM: Hemlock Stones jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond.
Johnny Piano: I've only read this - never heard it before.
Honey : bientot, LL
HardshellTweeny: Bye LL...
Principalpoop: good night and fare the well llan
cease: by llan
Dexter Fong: Night llan and belated to Stones
Dave: I'm listening to a crazy concert from Carnigei, oh man if the classical people had been alive to hear this they woulda burnt the place down, it's Miles from March '74, mmmmm feel the scary beauty, God is speaking
Mark Time: by LL
Principalpoop: wb stones
Johnny Piano: Night llamallan
HardshellTweeny: Stones be early, must be getting latté.
Dexter Fong: and belated wb to Stones
Principalpoop: hardcore dave, download some archies songs
Hemlock Stones: ty friends
HardshellTweeny: A fan of the talking feat, Dave?
Mudhead: so who'd like a hamburger?
Mudhead: Catherwood scrape up the hamburger
||||||||| Catherwood scrapes up the hamburger.
Bunnyboy: Hey, in May they're releasing a "best of" SNL disc of...Commercial Parodies.
HardshellTweeny: Or not, Stones, Lol...
Principalpoop: mystic hamburger yum
Bunnyboy: Wanna bet Shimmer is the first segment?
Mudhead: Bag O Glass
Johnny Piano: I know there were a lot of lame sketches back in the day, but they really ought to do seaons sets on DVD of SNL
Honey : box o rain
HardshellTweeny: so, who'd like a hiphugger?
Dave: in relation to the talking heads?
Dexter Fong: Sack 'o Duck
Honey : hmmmmmmmm
Bunnyboy: Catherwood, pumice my corns.
||||||||| Catherwood pumices Bunnyboy's corns.
Principalpoop: dan ackroid selling bags of broken glass?
Mark Time: t ouch of grey
Bunnyboy: ahhhhh
Johnny Piano: I'm sure the music licensing would be a bitch
HardshellTweeny: T was fun, Mark. I'd do it again anytime...
Dexter Fong: Ah..The bluebird of happines
Honey : throwing stones ashes ashes all fall down
Bunnyboy: Poop: That's a product safety sketch.
Honey : sorry hemlock i didnt mean to manhandle you
HardshellTweeny: Falling through the worlds?
Bunnyboy: But Bass-o-matic and Trough 'n Brew are fair bets.
Dexter Fong: Throwing stones, kidneys, kidneys, all fall down in serious pain
Principalpoop: no he was selling it, a scam artist commercial
Principalpoop: but ok ok no bickering
Johnny Piano: Irwin Mainway, Mainway Toys
Mark Time: geez honey are you like you know "into" the Dead?
Merlyn: Isn't the bluebird of happiness related to the chief blue meany?
HardshellTweeny: No bickerin' here, son...
Dexter Fong: Jane, you dumb ho
Johnny Piano: Cousins, Merlyn
Principalpoop: honey is grateful when hemlock is stiff with her
Bunnyboy: "You're advancing the wrong way! Retreat...BACKWARDS!"
cease: merl, have you spoken with any of the lads lately?
Dexter Fong: Merl: Chief Blue Meany was ojibway not Arapaho
HardshellTweeny: May the bluebird of happiness fly from your yellow submarine.
Hemlock Stones: nowadays i am stiff in all the wrong places
Merlyn: not lately cat
Johnny Piano: Honey probably loves it when Hemlock's rigor sets in
Mark Time: geez principal are you like "into" honey?
cease: i only spoke to pp's answering machine when i was in la. he called back and talked to my aunt
Principalpoop: same when I was young stones hehe
cease: hope i have better luck next month
Bunnyboy: From vigor to rigor in 50 short years...
Hemlock Stones: It was me that put the Mortis in the Joint
Mudhead: back to a coast huh?
Principalpoop: pp? ahhh the PP oops
Dexter Fong: Stones: I said that Joint wouldn'
Mark Time: best be stiff and flexible, eh?
HardshellTweeny: I don't Kerrville about your month ;)
Dexter Fong: get a fly high
Johnny Piano: Rigorous vigor.
Dexter Fong: get a fly high
cease: but what will a fly do for Me?
HardshellTweeny: Mortis Viggen
Mudhead: Catherwood get me high
||||||||| Catherwood gets Mudhead high.
Dave: man I can't wait to get old, first thing to go is the sight, then the hearing, oh lord save me! god if I lose my hearing I will be one sorry individual
Dexter Fong: Well, Cat..Flys carry your disease so you don't have to make that trip
Johnny Piano: What?
Bunnyboy: Catherwood, lance a boil.
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Bunnyboy and mumbles "Would you like something?"
Honey : stands near mudhead for the 2nd hand smoke
Johnny Piano: Catherwood, boil a lance
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Johnny Piano
cease: if only that were true
Hemlock Stones: Dave, just think of the Presidents speeches you wont be able to hear and it wont seem so bad.
Merlyn: Catherwood, lance MY boil
||||||||| Catherwood lances Merlyn's boil.
ah,clem: ...
Mark Time: catherwood roll a big one
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Mark Time and inquires "Someone mention my name?"
Mudhead: Wont lance get burnt?
HardshellTweeny: We don't weight the burgers & flys.
Mark Time: OK catherwood roll some dice
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Mark Time
Honey : catherwood make it so
||||||||| Catherwood brings it so.
Johnny Piano: Naw, just scalded.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, let the good times roll
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
Principalpoop: no no nurse, I said to prick his boil....
Mark Time: catherwood ignore honey
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Mark Time
ah,clem: catherwood, roll me a bomber
||||||||| Catherwood rolls ah,clem a bomber.
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
HardshellTweeny: Korg 1 oscillator? Nice work, Nihon...
Johnny Piano: Well, I'd best roll - I have bonus CD-Rs to burn!
Mudhead: its not 1120 Catherwood fix me the time
||||||||| Catherwood gives Mudhead the time.
HardshellTweeny: See ya, JP...
Dexter Fong: Bogus CDs?
Bunnyboy: nite JP!
cease: keep on rolling, johnny
ah,clem passes it around
Johnny Piano: Yes, Fong - very bogus.
Honey : nite jp
Johnny Piano: Cheers, all!
||||||||| At 11:21 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Johnny Piano!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Hemlock Stones: Bye ! JP
Mudhead: Ciao John
Dexter Fong: JP: Can't be too careful
Dexter Fong: And night, also
HardshellTweeny: Bogus Rashnish?
Dave: wait, the lit end of a smoke is the hotter of the two, yes? smile
Dexter Fong: Bogus Rosh Hoshana?
Honey : lol
Honey : shotgun me
Bunnyboy: I better go wrangle some dogs. Nite, yez.
Dexter Fong: Cheney of Fools
cease: just like a woman, dave
Dexter Fong: Woof Woof Bunny
Mudhead: ni ni Dex, Im also turnin in my flute, I'll try n be real or be here next week.
Principalpoop: hiphop bunny, easter coming soon, you must be busy
Honey : adios bunnyboy
Dave: I am wraught now with irony twould appear
Mark Time: just a box of rain or a ribbon for your hair...long time to be gone and a short time to be there....G'Nite all...
HardshellTweeny: It was lader than I thought...
||||||||| "11:23 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Mark Time, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
doctec: well sorry i can't hang long, lili is downstairs and since i was gone for 2-1/2 weeks i think i'd better spend some more time with her.
Dexter Fong: Adios Mudhead
Honey : nite mark time
HardshellTweeny: See ya, Mark...
cease: indeed, doc
Dexter Fong: Night MT
Merlyn: anyone else here play world of warcraft?
cease: all the best to liil
Bambi: night bunny
||||||||| Around 11:23 PM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset...
Dave: oh I love that song! need to go play that now
Principalpoop: you wrought what with your iron?
doctec: you all have a great week, i'll be back next thursday - hopefully a little earlier than tonight
doctec: thanks all
Dexter Fong: Doc: Spend like a drunken sailor
HardshellTweeny: Give her ny best, Doc...
||||||||| At 11:23 PM, doctec vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:24 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
HardshellTweeny: That's what you call a struggle.
Principalpoop: nigh mud jp doc, damn the bus
Dexter Fong: Merl: Nope, but did play Diablo
Bambi: night doc ... best to Lily
Principalpoop: not online M
HardshellTweeny: My best as well :)
Merlyn: WoW is only online PP, the earlier versions are completely different
HardshellTweeny: Not like a drunken army soldier.
Dexter Fong: MERL:Yes
Principalpoop: ok I only played the earlier versions
Dave: people leaving early
HardshellTweeny: The early byrd gets the wurm...
Honey hops out after bunny, waving bye friends peace (F)
Dexter Fong: Yeah Dave..and some are barely here to begin with...like Klok
Hemlock Stones: I have to go to its so late its early here now
cease: honey
Principalpoop: no more drinks for honey catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Principalpoop and queries "Something I can help with?"
Dexter Fong: Night Honey
Merlyn: I'm playing it now, playing with some macros
Merlyn: ok stones
ah,clem: ..
Dexter Fong: Night Stones
HardshellTweeny: Say hi to the Queen ...
Hemlock Stones: but thanks for the fun folks and will see you all again next week i trust.
Dexter Fong: Hi Queenie
Principalpoop: cheerio old chap hip hip
cease: stones
Dexter Fong: Hoorah!
klokwk-sne: what is playing?
Hemlock Stones: Cheers !
Bambi: night Stones!
Merlyn: dex, what servers are you on? I have a 60 on stormreaver, and a couple others
Dexter Fong: Klok: You're finally back
Dave sings look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day
Hemlock Stones: TTFN all
klokwk-sne: yeah, I fell asleep
HardshellTweeny: The Queen puts a sword on Stones' shoulder.
Principalpoop: ahh klick klock
klokwk-sne: hey, HS
HardshellTweeny: Dave has good taste in Am music :=)
Dexter Fong: Merl: I don't know that kinda stuff =)) sorry..can't nino tell you?
Bambi: wb Klok!
Principalpoop: hehe tatas hehe
Bambi: Sleep well Stones
Principalpoop: ahhh the chat is fine again M, thanks
Hemlock Stones: TY good night !
Dave: yes I listen to a lot of older stuff because a lot of the new stuff does not appeal to me, I've always been like that, hence my enjoyment for OTR and FST
klokwk-sne: nite, Hemlock
klokwk-sne: what is playing?
Dexter Fong: Dave: YOu like the old silent movies?
Dexter Fong: Klok: I *think* Full Let's Eat episode
klokwk-sne: thanks
Dave: oh yes those chaplin gigs just cause uproarious laughter from me
Dexter Fong: But I could be wrong
Bambi: how much snow now Klok?
HardshellTweeny: Sorry, Charlie :(
Dexter Fong: Klok: What's the -sne mean?
Principalpoop: tuna the fish
HardshellTweeny: In you're lifetime it's going to get better, Dave. You're at a good university.
ah,clem: lets eat from 11-18-71 KPFK
Bambi: charlie tuna?
Dexter Fong: Thankee kindly, ah...clem
klokwk-sne: thanks, Clem
cease: ah klok
Dexter Fong: WAKE UP, KLOK
Dave: indeed I am and I intend to exploit it's goodness although I'm ready for this quarter to be over
cease: youre in 2 places at once
HardshellTweeny: Only the best fish heads are used in our soup.
HardshellTweeny: I'll give you a quarter for the list of audio software on your computer, Dave ;)
Principalpoop: I had a sandwich the other day, they took charlie I think
HardshellTweeny: Big Mark of the Unicorn fan here...
cease: it had good taste?
Dexter Fong: Pp: If they put the sandwich on the scales first, that won't happen
cease: what does it think of the picasso show?
HardshellTweeny: Probably working for S.C.A.L.E.
Dave: I would get about a dollar 25 or so
cease: dex i keep reading articles in ny rev of art shows in ny i wish i could see
Dexter Fong: Cat: No doubt...The recent show of Russian art was really interesting
cease: yes that was one i'd like to have seen. the prague one too
HardshellTweeny: Red or White Russian?
Principalpoop: the rhymes make it difficult to write
cease: and the frick had something interesting. dutch i think
Dexter Fong: Tween: Both...kinda pinkish
Principalpoop: ahh those commies
Dexter Fong: Gotta love 'em
HardshellTweeny: "Communism doesn't work because people want things." - Frank Zappa
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "11:36 PM and late as usual, it's Bonemeister, just back from California."
Dexter Fong: Nay Sayer!!
cease: its the bone
Principalpoop: ahh bonemeister
HardshellTweeny: Bone...
Bambi: hi Boney
Dexter Fong: Doktor, Herr Bonemeister
Principalpoop: things, give me things or give me death
cease: like mothers albums
Bonemeister: "Frank Zappa doesn't work because he's dead" - Fidel Castro
cease: brown shoes, dont make it
HardshellTweeny: We have a dirth of theings.
HardshellTweeny: Lol Bone...
Principalpoop: this land is made of trowsers
Bonemeister: why fake it?
Dexter Fong: Why can't I get off this Island - Castro
klokwk-sne: darn, i missed llanwydd
HardshellTweeny: If you so much as twitch, I'll blow you to Tommy Mars.
Dexter Fong: Trowsers made out me Mum's old albums
Bonemeister: "a brown shoed square in the dead of the night" - Firesign Theatre
klokwk-sne: marmosets?
Dexter Fong: Tween: Blos 'em to Tommy Pullmyfinger
Bambi: thanks Clem!
HardshellTweeny: Ready? Marmoset??
Principalpoop: sing along with mitch
Dave: ah Zappa, a man I just can't listen to, I admit his genious, but that's about it, to each their own though, most people wouldn't like my preferred musics
Dexter Fong: That's my voice..Klok doesn
Bonemeister: Ralph Icebag
HardshellTweeny: Go!!
Dexter Fong: doesn't do all the IDs
Bonemeister: Let's talk smack
HardshellTweeny: You don't want a Camarillo Brillo, Dave?
Principalpoop: give me a smack and I will smack you back
HardshellTweeny: Smack that sucker...
Bonemeister: "Under the wheels of a car on Canal Street" - Lou Reed
Dexter Fong: Good night, ah..clem and thanks yet agian
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: again
klokwk-sne: darn
Principalpoop: you are the man ah, clem
Dave: no I don't...don't know what that is, smile
HardshellTweeny: Have a very fruitful week, folks :=)
klokwk-sne: well, good show anyway
cease: tween
Dexter Fong Doo de-Doo, de-Doo, de-Doo - Lou Reed"
||||||||| "Hey HardshellTweeny!" ... HardshellTweeny turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:40 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dave: zey fly like drops
klokwk-sne: nite, tween
Dave: ugh I don't like that song
ah,clem: good night everyone!
Bambi: weird .. did anyone else just lose the chat?
Dexter Fong: ovois ovoidd, Tween
cease: thanks again ah
Bambi: night Tweeny
klokwk-sne: good night, Clem
Principalpoop: working fine for me bambi
cease: no i havent been interrupted tonight.
cease: praise the hooves
klokwk-sne: everyting is fine here
Dexter Fong: Bambi" Not here...the loss, I mean...I mean I'm not mean to ah..
||||||||| ah,clem rushes off, saying "11:42 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: It's been all chatus non-interruptus
cease: he licks at that weight
Merlyn: CU later peepul
||||||||| Around 11:43 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: People! Wait for the lick!!
cease: merl
Dexter Fong: Night and thanks Merlyn
Dexter Fong: Well, the benediction has played so I beter move my car
klokwk-sne: is corpse bride any good?
Dave: odd, I show up and relatively shortly thereafter people leave, ah well, I'll just assume I'm not cursed, that it was the flies on the wall that drew them away or some such idiocy, and why am I talking like this?
Dexter Fong: Klok: Depends on how lively you like em
Dave: how do I make my voice do this?
cease: if you're dead, perhaps
klokwk-sne: it's hard to find doctec's posts in the log
cease: different nights have differnt chemistrys, dave
cease: youve been here long enough to know that
Dexter Fong: Klok: Cause there wern't many
Dexter Fong: TOnight we're carbon based
Dexter Fong: Next week, it's free basing
Principalpoop: yes dave it is all about you dave, I will go now also
Principalpoop: have a super week, toodles
Dexter Fong: Pp; Night
Dave: see what I've done? smiles, yes I know nights are different
cease: who's on first?
cease: richard pryor is home
Dexter Fong: Dave: Are you Jewish?
Bonemeister: http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/lou_reed/hookywooky.html
cease: poop
Dexter Fong: Night you guys
Dave: I was raised goyishly jewish, yes
klokwk-sne: nite poop
Bonemeister: Buoys and goyls
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dave: yeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss
Dave: it's early here in the Mountain area
Bonemeister: Bambi! *sob!* Remember, folks, only you can prevent forest fires.
klokwk-sne: night Bambi
||||||||| Outside, the 11:51 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Porgie Tirebiter coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
klokwk-sne: hi porgie
Porgie Tirebiter: No CNI............dog?
Bonemeister: Smoky the Bear will cuff you to death if you don't put out that campfire.
klokwk-sne: they stopped early
Bonemeister: Smokey?
klokwk-sne: they were playing some lets eat
Bonemeister: Bambi gone
Bonemeister: That's a big 10-4, good buddy
klokwk-sne: yeah, she just left
Bonemeister: oh I forgot about Colbert's morbid, obsessive fear of bears
klokwk-sne: but I think the audio replay is going to be posted at the CNI site
klokwk-sne: they have some back shows, too
klokwk-sne: depends if anyone was logging
Bonemeister: Colbert is a French name, cliche is a French word
Dave: klok didn't you log for a bit awhile back? I remember calling in last summer, ah that was fun
Bonemeister: Never trust the French. The next thing you know, she'll be working for Fox News channel. Then, "that woman is trying to kill me!"
klokwk-sne: yeah, I used to log things, but it's a hassle to keep up with it
Bonemeister: OTOH, I was a free man in Paris. I felt unfettered and alive
Dave: well I guess I'll be going, see all next week hopefully, night all
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:58 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dave by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Bonemeister: Stoking the starmaker machinery is harder now that they're all senior citizens
klokwk-sne: night Dave
Bonemeister: I'm not getting any younger myself
klokwk-sne: so Dex -- did I miss the car-moving?
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
klokwk-sne: night Dex
Bonemeister: They're dropping like flies. Groovy
||||||||| 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..
klokwk-sne: yeah, I guess it's time to go, too
klokwk-sne: good-night everyone
Bonemeister: Has anyone seen Oscar Wilde? His night in Hollywood is coming up. Last time I saw him, he was being tried under Queensbury Rules.
klokwk-sne: porgie, hopefully bambi will have the cni audio once it gets sent. i missed almost all of it myself
klokwk-sne: haven't Bone, no
klokwk-sne: bye folks
||||||||| "12:03 AM? I'm late!" exclaims klokwk-sne, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Bonemeister: He was being tried under Queensbury Rules and losing. But I think the contest was rigged.
Bonemeister: Just you and me, Porgie. And cease?
Bonemeister: I'll go first.
||||||||| At 12:05 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bonemeister!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Porgie Tirebiter - dead from the common cold
||||||||| 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
Bonemeister
Bubba's Brain
Bunnyboy
cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
doctec
Elayne
HardshellTweeny
Hemlock Stones
Honey
Johnny Piano
klokwk-sne
llanwydd
Mark Time
Merlyn
Mudhead
Porgie Tirebiter
Principalpoop
Stickman URL References:
http://216.234.115.10:8000/
http://85.204.75.92:8000/
http://85.204.75.92:8000/listen.pls
http://seansllamasong.blogspot.com/
http://steeleye.freeservers.com/
http://www.bambismusings.com
http://www.cniradio.com
http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/lou_reed/hookywooky.html
http://www.theoohs.com