||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 5:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for August 31, 2006 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Firebroiled steals in around 8:43 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
Firebroiled: Live in the Future! Yes, live in the Future, now! It’s just around the corner. Yes, in fact, it’s come right here to beautiful THIS AREA!
Firebroiled: The Future Fair! A Fair for All, and no fare to anybody! Yes, it’s free! Join the expectant crowd gathering now, as we stop here on DUTCH ELM STREET!
Firebroiled: Come closer, folks. Don’t crowd the wheels . . .
||||||||| Firebroiled says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Firebroiled exits at 8:45 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dave close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 1:16 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule.
Dave: I might actually be here tonight! amazing!
||||||||| 1:17 PM -- Dave left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Max Von Woodrow VeatheRReport inside, makes a note of the time (3:24 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Max Von Woodrow VeatheRReport: Ziz iss no JOKE! It iss a big Zuper Typhoon IOKE! (trranzlated: SUPER TYPHOON EE-OA-KEE!) Click ...... HERE ...to rread habowt zeee schtorrrm yust northvest of Vake Highland! (trrranzlated: Wake Island!!) Und heading tovard Japan!!
||||||||| Max Von Woodrow VeatheRReport leaves at 3:24 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| 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 ah,clem disembarks at 8:51 PM.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FiresignTheatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:57 PM, dragging Dexter Fong by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
ah,clem: hi Dex
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 31, 2006 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| It's 9:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:01 PM, dragging Merlyn by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Merlyn: hey ah
ah,clem: hey Merl
ah,clem: tks fpr removing the typhoon
ah,clem: pic really slowed loading
Merlyn: uh, sure...
Merlyn: "typhoon mary" they call me
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Dexter Fong', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:04 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: I've still got the "typhoon virus"
||||||||| JustaGov'tTweeny enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
JustaGov'tTweeny: Hey Dex, Merl, Clem...
JustaGov'tTweeny: The future is now...
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:06 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Dexter Fong: thank god, the typhoon has lost coherance
Merlyn: hey cat
cease: i thought it was yesterday
JustaGov'tTweeny: Yo Cat...
Dexter Fong: Hi cat, clem, tweeny, and Merlyn
Merlyn: yesterday was BBC4, but it wasn't the london show, it was Bergman being interviewed + clips
cease: hi tween
ah,clem: hi all
cease: i just got i-link so i can feed hd footage into the mac
cease: now i can try that screen save tip you gave me
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: There was something hinkty about that typhoon thingie, right? Like it kept occupying about half the screen
cease: is cni on?
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: There was something hinkty about that typhoon thingie, right? Like it kept occupying about half the screen
cease: relaly merl? is it still up?
ah,clem: hope so
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes
JustaGov'tTweeny: Cool Cat. There should be a way to do it with Apple software, but I suspect there's a learning curve.
cease: sounds like ah's voice
cease: i went to a joint apple/sony seminar at convention centre here yest
cease: very intreesting
Merlyn: it's in the log, all it did was scroll off the top
cease: i took the mac to the sony store to get cable connected but we couldnt get the mac to recognize it
JustaGov'tTweeny: I'll bet. Apple's putting a member of Google on their board. Should shake things up with Microsoft.
cease: then i got home and played around with it and now it works
cease: leopard sounds very appealing
JustaGov'tTweeny: A Firewire connection, I take it?
cease: yes, the special sony one
cease: i get no sound on cni
JustaGov'tTweeny: It does indeed, Cat. Love of the Time Machine idea.
JustaGov'tTweeny: Way beyone simple RAIDing of drives.
JustaGov'tTweeny: I've got it here, Cat http://216.234.115.10:8000/
cease: ah, elect5ician
ah,clem: just checked it Cat, it is going out...
cease: got it now
ah,clem: k
cease: it dissappeaered so i clicked it again,
cease: rebooting
JustaGov'tTweeny: boot to the head...
cease: this really sounds like freeburg
JustaGov'tTweeny: freeburg?
Dexter Fong: Where everything is Free..no fare to anybody
ah,clem: uncle Stan?
JustaGov'tTweeny: Ahhhh
JustaGov'tTweeny: The burgers are free, but the hot dogs are expensive.
cease: the french horn riffs
Dexter Fong: French Horn Riffs...NEW! form Yves Sante L'Rente
JustaGov'tTweeny: Must have been amazing fun to be involved with their sessions.
Dexter Fong: Tween: Fun, yes...but awful, and terrible, in a wierdly cool way
JustaGov'tTweeny: That many creative minds clashing together?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:19 PM and Hemlock Stones sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: The sound of * fists clenching
Dexter Fong: eight
Hemlock Stones: Greetings
Dexter Fong: Hi Hem
JustaGov'tTweeny: G'day Stones...
JustaGov'tTweeny: That bad in the studio, eh?
cease: stones
JustaGov'tTweeny: You only caught a moment or two of that in the XM shows.
Dexter Fong: How to get Oriented....sleep with an 9 year old Thai girl/boy
Hemlock Stones: Helllo to one and all from a rain soakded hillside in the Pennine Hills
JustaGov'tTweeny: The Ray Builds A Dog skit comes to mind.
Dexter Fong: When you're in a dark room with artificial light, how hard it is to tell the girl/boys fron the boy/girls
JustaGov'tTweeny: I suppose Michael Jackson is well-Oriented indeed...
cease: we could use some of that rain in vancouver
cease: too much sun this summer
Dexter Fong: Hem: Where are the Pennines
JustaGov'tTweeny: Getting more that your share of precip, eh Sontes?
Hemlock Stones: its best not to talk like that here Dexter, Blair the Loonie has decreed that Porn will be illegal here V soon
JustaGov'tTweeny: Too much sun in CN? lol
Dexter Fong: Blair lurks on Fire Chat?
Hemlock Stones: the Pennines are the ills that run North to south across the north of england
cease: we call our dollar coin the loony
JustaGov'tTweeny: This from Seattle North? I would think you'd be glad.
cease: image of a loon on it
Hemlock Stones: ah
Dexter Fong: Hem: We've got the ills pretty much country wide here
Hemlock Stones: Blair not worth a cent
cease: ills? sounds serious
cease: call dr. dog
JustaGov'tTweeny: No doubt, Dex ;-)
Hemlock Stones: its the CTS which is serious not the Hills, cease
Dexter Fong: Cat: It *is* serious...Serius Sattelite Radio that is
cease: housing market is crashing in the us i see
JustaGov'tTweeny: It's regional, but there's definitely a change afoot.
||||||||| TOR Hershman steals in around 9:24 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Hemlock Stones: Blair has also decided that bad boys and girls will be identified before birth and treated accordingly
TOR Hershman: Howdy do, All
JustaGov'tTweeny: Hey TOR...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah: One-story ranchers, Cape Codders, even two-family row houses falling down every day
cease: we sold the la house just in time a few monthes ago
Dexter Fong: When the Two-family houses go, it like watching one of those domino set-ups
Dexter Fong: High TOR
TOR Hershman: Cut the "C" and you get Ape Odders.
TOR Hershman: Sorry bout that
Dexter Fong: Nice to "C" you TOR
TOR Hershman: Not since '81, Dex
Dexter Fong: and n\I'm not chimping you
TOR Hershman: Well, if'in you don't count booze
cease: sounds like my Red Shift riff about russian losing it's "r's"
JustaGov'tTweeny: Love that scene from Meaning of Life where the mother who has just given birth asks whether it's a girl or a boy, and one of the Pythons replies, "Don't you think it's a little early to be imposing roles on the child"?
Dexter Fong: Luckily, there's no "R" in Vodka
Hemlock Stones: here, we cannt tell our "Rs" from our elbows, cease
cease: the Ed Army kills anastasia
cease: led by Mr Ed
JustaGov'tTweeny: They call themselves Ussians now?
TOR Hershman: Availible on VHS, Beta, and something else
cease: i spent too long in japan
Dexter Fong: Cat: I think i ead that in the pape s
TOR Hershman: Ms. Japan?
Hemlock Stones: how many long to the Yen nowadays Cease
TOR Hershman: That what Ms. Japan said
cease: only the food
TOR Hershman: Ohhhhhhhhhhh
cease: was supposed to go there this month but have to stick around for parents
Dexter Fong: I was in one of those underground study cells in high school...they called it detention
cease: hopefully next august, obon season
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:29 PM and Mudhead sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
JustaGov'tTweeny: Did you find that you fit in pretty well after a while?
TOR Hershman: Howdy do, Mud
cease: here's rfk before he got killed
cease: mud
Dexter Fong: Mudddy, how's those grapes hanging
JustaGov'tTweeny: Evenin' Mud...
Hemlock Stones: i went to reform school too, Dex
Mudhead: howdy do what?
Mudhead: Hiya all
Merlyn: hey mud
JustaGov'tTweeny: Yep Cat. There was a lot of good comedy about RFK. Suddenly wasn't so funny.
Dexter Fong: Hem: I didn't quite earn that honorarium, indeed went to a former school...they tore it down...twice
TOR Hershman: Hey, who was an RFK backer and who a McCarthy one. Moi 'twas McCarthy
JustaGov'tTweeny: You're reformed now, Stones?
Dexter Fong: RFK was my Senator
JustaGov'tTweeny: I didn't vote until '72. McGovern.
Dexter Fong: away for refill
TOR Hershman: Well, moi 'twas not old enough to vote, BUT, I was hoping McCarthy would get the nod.
cease: i liked mccarthy for going first
JustaGov'tTweeny: Living in Mass back then, eh?
cease: rfk seemed to jsut be taking advantage of new antiwar mood post tet
cease: i think rfk would have made a better president. but then anythings better than nixon
JustaGov'tTweeny: At least McCarthy stood for something. More than you can say for the current political offerings...
cease: or so we thought until this new guy
JustaGov'tTweeny: RFK changed alot over the course of his political life.
TOR Hershman: Then, of course, moi went to bed after the Calie. primary results came in a-thinkin' "Well, a Kennedy/McCarthy ticket will be good enought to get this stupid war over with."
||||||||| Rotonoto sneaks in around 9:34 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
JustaGov'tTweeny: Little did we know... wonder if we'll ever know the truth about the assassinations...
TOR Hershman: Right, Cease, moi 'twas pissed at RFK for jumping in. Of course I cried moi's little eyes out the next morn, after the Calie primary.
JustaGov'tTweeny: Roto...
TOR Hershman: Howdy do, Ton
TOR Hershman: make that RON
Rotonoto: hi all
||||||||| 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 9:35 PM.
TOR Hershman: MAKE THAT R O T O
Mudhead: hiya pp
cease: the firesign were performing a play which involved rfk getting kiled by lbj at the time
Dexter Fong: For what it's worth, having met RFK and been involved to some extent in his campaign, he's the last politician I ever really cared about in the sense that I believed he wanted to make a better world
TOR Hershman: HEY, ROT - TOR - ?????????????????
cease: its in fred's book
JustaGov'tTweeny: Make that RONCO
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto,,not hear you come in...making pitiful political address
TOR Hershman: Howdy do, Prin
Rotonoto: Bozoette also sez Hi!
TOR Hershman: Magic Hair Restorer
principalpoop: dodo how I doody
principalpoop: hola
cease: yes he was very inspiring, dex
JustaGov'tTweeny: Krassner's bit in The Realist about LBJ laughing at JFK's corpse on the way back from Dallas was something...
Rotonoto: yeh, man- political addresses- 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue...
cease: but there wasa lot omre of that in those days
TOR Hershman: Dex, I can't argue with you about that.
cease: what american politician is inspring now?
principalpoop: jimmy carter cares
Hemlock Stones: oh, sorry thought you could
cease: yes, got krassner in a lot of trouble
TOR Hershman: Cease, the dead ones.
cease: carter be long gone, like a turkey thru the corn
JustaGov'tTweeny: Hey P... yes, he does indeed. A shining example of what an ex-President should be.
Dexter Fong: PPP: yEAH i THINK HE GENUINELY DOES, HE'S JUST NOT GOOD (crap) at talking to people
TOR Hershman: Carter's a dip-feces hypocrite for humanity
JustaGov'tTweeny: Krassner loves trouble, from what I can see. Lives for it...
Rotonoto: hey Dex- you need nO cAPS!
principalpoop: a little too righteous maybe, rfk just did it
Merlyn: yes, downloading it now, tx
cease: to the extent that he's still alive
Rotonoto: I put No Caps on every machine I own
TOR Hershman: Could be
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto..you hear muffled cry...like tiny mouse pissing on cotton
JustaGov'tTweeny: lol
cease: i wonder if there's a copy of that firesing play anywhere?
Dexter Fong: "Tiny Mouse Pissing on Cotton"?
Merlyn: If anyone missed the BBC show (Bergman interview + clips) and you want to hear it, I may be able to help
JustaGov'tTweeny: Right here, Merl...
cease: yes indeed merl
Rotonoto: "Tiny Moth Sputtering In Candle Flame"?
Dexter Fong: Don't taunt us Merlyn...please!
TOR Hershman: What's the deal, Merl.
JustaGov'tTweeny: Not to be torturing us!
TOR Hershman: I envy the moth
principalpoop: you can taunt me if you want, oops I thought you said spank, wrong chat
Dexter Fong: "Tiny Mouth Puckering in Central Spain"?
Hemlock Stones: who will end the torture of radio prison ?
TOR Hershman: Oh, magic from Merlyn, of apprapo.
Dexter Fong: OOOooooooh! Just got Private msg from Merl....ooops! Private...ah
Rotonoto: not to be enduring terrific torture of radio (TV, etc) prison
principalpoop: AM nasty international
Dexter Fong: Hem: BBC2/Westwood/Paramount/GRP
principalpoop: rivah
Hemlock Stones: i only get hate mail cut from magazines, could that be from Merl i wonder ?
Rotonoto: ribbah!
TOR Hershman: It's a-gonna take two & a half hours for moi's ole 56k to DL that.
principalpoop: yassir
Dexter Fong: Roto: Quick like feeding Khoi, get cable
TOR Hershman: Crap! Make that 3 & 1/2
principalpoop: which one of you jokers gave my snailmail address to falwells liberty university, I got their newspaper today...
Rotonoto: soon Roto to be sniffing airwaves with dangerous parabolic wifi antenna...
principalpoop: 66.3 kb
cease: hi roto
JustaGov'tTweeny: lol... wish I'd thought of it
principalpoop: oh birdy take a sniff on me
Hemlock Stones: did anyone catch the BBC interview with Harry Shearer today perchance ?
TOR Hershman: Hem, I just adore moi's hate mail.
Rotonoto: pp- you lucky dog- Roto often setle for 28.8 on good day
JustaGov'tTweeny: They're sayin that by the end of the decade wi-fi will be faster than land-line.
principalpoop: oh no roto
TOR Hershman: Now, moi's got 2% of it and holding steady at 3 hours 27 minutes
Rotonoto: I'm hoping wimax someday gets out of the gates
cease: i only listen to bbc when someone here tells me to, stones
Dexter Fong sings "Time on My Hands....
cease: but i listen to le show every week
JustaGov'tTweeny: Yikes Roto. That's pendantic.
Hemlock Stones: HARRY SHEARER INTERVIEW WITH MILES KINGTON -- BBC RADIO FOUR 310806.MP3
JustaGov'tTweeny: brb
TOR Hershman: TOR sings, "That ain't TIME on moi's hands" *evil grin*
Hemlock Stones: https://www3.sendthisfile.com/d.jsp?t=x8rSrn8NTa3jhQ97BYkvSLq9
principalpoop: pendatic? that is the island the fascists are from, right?
Rotonoto: it came from the lagoon...
principalpoop: which goon? a girl? la
Rotonoto: ...wearing ladies shoes...
Dexter Fong Notices TOR's continued references to someone named "Moi" (believed to be Asian in nature)
principalpoop: pumps
Rotonoto: retyped anything anybody typed...
Hemlock Stones: your thinking of Pendantis PP its sank without trace suddenly one night
TOR Hershman: Reagan: The LA Goon
principalpoop: no that was posiden, I think he did it again
TOR Hershman: Brain is brain, moi is moi, brain is controler?
Dexter Fong: ppp: French Version of the Goon Show...La Goon Show....
principalpoop: download complete, what do I win?
Dexter Fong: toR: Not always =))
TOR Hershman -), Dex
JustaGov'tTweeny: Tell him what he's won Monty....
Rotonoto: the all expenses paid grand tour of your refrigerator
principalpoop: i can control my brain if I want to, right dad?
Hemlock Stones: a writ from the RIAA and an all expenses trip to Robyn Island PP
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Honey Sanchez inside, makes a note of the time (9:52 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
principalpoop: ahh the voice of ahhh, clem
Dexter Fong: Oh! ah Clem? air big production station ID
cease: hi honey
principalpoop: hola honey
Hemlock Stones: Hi Hon
Honey Sanchez: hey peeps =)
cease: what are the bees and spiders up to?
Rotonoto: my god- my geiger counter just went off scale- pegged the needle!
JustaGov'tTweeny: Howdy do, MS. Sanchez...
Dexter Fong: Honey...you're back
Honey Sanchez: and front too :)
principalpoop: hehe bambi is watching a movie hehe
Honey Sanchez: hi stones
principalpoop: forward to the front
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto! How many times this miserable creature tell you Stay away from the Geigers
Rotonoto: you can be sure not a DRM movie
Dexter Fong: And stay away from the Roentgens, too
JustaGov'tTweeny: An Animal House sort of broadcast on Saturday, perhaps.
Honey Sanchez: cease Dexter Fong JustaGov'tTweeny principalpoop Rotonoto TOR Hershman Merlyn ah,clem Mudhead Hola ya'all
||||||||| klokwkdog enters at 9:54 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
principalpoop: click klok
JustaGov'tTweeny: Dogman...
Honey Sanchez: and mind those radon daughters too, roto
klokwkdog: hollo everyone
principalpoop: happy birthday for the chaos man ahh, clem
Dexter Fong: 's klog...howya doin' buddy
klokwkdog: just in time for Pink Hot'l
Honey Sanchez: hiya klok
ah,clem: hi Klok
Merlyn: hey kwd
cease: exorcism
Merlyn: Here's a neat letter from T. Hee: http://www.pruiksma.com/Tee%20Hee%20Letter.html
Hemlock Stones: hi klok
klokwkdog: howdy
cease: hey clem, do you have the magic mushroom plays, of which this is one?
klokwkdog: alles in ordnung; the tracks are aligned
cease: im sure iv'e heard at least some of them on your show
klokwkdog: opens flat in perfect alignment
Dexter Fong knows he but not Hee...also knows Mr. T.....and Kiki Dee
ah,clem: some of 'em I think Cat
klokwkdog: egad, what a crowd
cease: you have alist of what they all are, eh?
JustaGov'tTweeny: Was the Magic Mushroom series ever released, Cat?
cease: im sure either i or someone else sent em to you
Merlyn: XOR schism?
Dexter Fong: They came from small places like *smegma* *ordnung* abd The Isles of Silly
cease: just this one and silvery
klokwkdog: there is so much backstory on these ("...Again?") that they never filled in
cease: there are at least 10. i dont have last exit to fresno, though i did in the late 60s
Dexter Fong: Cat: O
cease: the dead rfk is form that era but i havent heard it
Honey Sanchez: geez i have to let slund & partner AG in my computer or i cant hang in here
Dexter Fong: ve gpt "A Day in the Life' either on Pink or on something Fred released
cease: ok dex, that condtiont wont last long. just gota copy em on a less annoying medium
principalpoop: my lawyer is art holeflapper junior
JustaGov'tTweeny: Be sure to let me know also if you would, Cat...
principalpoop: grumble grumble
cease: i thought everyone had them by now
JustaGov'tTweeny: He lives in the trailer next door, P?
Dexter Fong: ppp: Artie Jr., he's a member of my Nude Golf Club
cease: i want to get fresno and dead rfk at somepoint in my life
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| TOR Hershman - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: not out of prison yet
JustaGov'tTweeny: Not me. Just the stuff that's on Pink Hotel.
klokwkdog: i found him in pennsacola // in a trailer by the sea
Mudhead: pok, nite all...early mornin comin
||||||||| At 10:00 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Mudhead!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
principalpoop: yes, he is proud of his putter isn't he
principalpoop: night mud
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: this does remind me of elementary school in la
JustaGov'tTweeny: Maybe a trailer _in_ the sea. Hurricane season isn't over yet ;-)
cease: a subscription
Dexter Fong notices Klok's swinging version of the George Bush Bounce
Dexter Fong: Night Mud
cease: mud
principalpoop: oh boy a movie
||||||||| Catherwood enters with doctec close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:02 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule.
principalpoop: ring ball and my daily life
JustaGov'tTweeny: He bounces? Thought he was stuck in the Iraq mud.
cease: hi doc
klokwkdog: one of my fave Joan Osborne tunes, Dex
JustaGov'tTweeny: The Doctor is in...
Dexter Fong: Oh no! Amoebas and your Sewage System again
klokwkdog: major arcana
Dexter Fong: Hi Doc
doctec: jello (he says in a latino accent)
principalpoop: give him something for his cough doc
JustaGov'tTweeny: Haven't head that one Klok. Will have to look it up.
doctec: major minor
Dexter Fong: How strange the changes
Honey Sanchez: chello, doc
klokwkdog: it's on Relish, Tweeny
principalpoop: ahh amoebas, I have not thought of them in years, how are they doing?
Merlyn: I love that closing sound gag of hairy hands clapping
Dexter Fong: ppp: Well, there's a lot more of them
klokwkdog: still ahead of the planarians, Poop
cease: is that what you hear, merl?
Hemlock Stones
Dexter Fong
principalpoop: ahh yes, the paramacians, asexual hehe
Honey Sanchez: way ahead of the breatharians i have heard PPP
doctec: has bunnyboy come and gone?
Dexter Fong: He said "sexual" heh heh
||||||||| Bambi enters at 10:06 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Honey Sanchez: heh heh
klokwkdog: no, flatworms. slice 'em, dice 'em, they grow back
Bambi: howdy
principalpoop: wrong chat doc
Dexter Fong: Doc Bunny has not yet bounced into view
JustaGov'tTweeny: For those of you who may be less than impressed with the current administration, Keith Olbermann has a wonderful video commerntary: Olbermann: Rumsfeld is a fascist - http://www.alternet.org/blogs/video/#41108
Honey Sanchez: hi bambi =)
klokwkdog: bambi exits one movie into another
principalpoop: ahh hello bambi
klokwkdog: hi
JustaGov'tTweeny: Hey Deer person...
Hemlock Stones: careful Dex you cant talk dirty over here no more
cease: hwats up, doc?
Rotonoto: yo bambi
Hemlock Stones: hi Bambi
Bambi waves to everyone!
cease: bam
Merlyn: cat, the end of the aboriginal amateur hour
Bambi: great to see you all
Dexter Fong: Bambi: This is real! Reel two of Over The Firechat
principalpoop: who's peggy?
Bambi: cool :-)
Dexter Fong: SAtones: I'm not over there
Rotonoto: but I'm not acting though- no, this is real!
doctec: well i wanted to thank bunny for alerting me to the availability of the sctv dvd sets - i ordered them a couple of months ago, lili and i have been enjoying them over the past 2 wks or so
Bambi: hey Roto even made it tonight! :-)
Dexter Fong: Oh! Roto! Lke Uta Hagen student....project powerful method
Hemlock Stones: Can any of us be said to be anywhere really Dexter ?
Bambi: this is very reel lol
principalpoop: my grandmother made a science project in school, she tried to turn it in and her teacher told her, don't give that to me, take it to helen burnette
Rotonoto: rewind rewind...
Dexter Fong: Hem: IO dunno for sure but just to be on the safe side don't look in the Schroeder's box
doctec: cat: i got all your trav ishi emails, i'll be working with them this weekend (sunday is my 52nd birthday) - i have a lot of things to finish up before lili and i take off for illinois, my dad (who lives in huntley) is getting a surprise 80th birthday thrown for him saturday after next
principalpoop: hagen dagen mmmm
principalpoop: ahhh happy birthday doc
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond.
cease: yes, happiest bday doc and doc sr.
principalpoop: making yourself comfortable in the 50s
JustaGov'tTweeny: Geritol for everyone, Catherwood...
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside JustaGov'tTweeny and queries "Did you need me?"
Hemlock Stones: i already looked Dex but there was just this parrot
principalpoop: huntley, that is next to brinkley
Honey Sanchez hands out free focus factor to everyone
cease: i'm slowing piecieng things together out of grabbed shots from the vids and memoires an dlooked up stuff on google
doctec: of course we'll have to pay the hill family if we sing happy bday to him ...
JustaGov'tTweeny: Just turned that age myself. Lot's of retrospect at this time of life.
Bambi: lol Tweeny
principalpoop: are you going to focus all honey?
cease: cant find the microcassetes with all of my italy notes
Dexter Fong: Hem: The important thing is, was the Parrot alive or dead
Bambi: Stones, how's everything on the other side of the pond?
Hemlock Stones: ty Honey, (applies it liberally )
cease: een some of the better pix that used to be on a disc, somewhere
doctec: huntley is about 45 mins southwest of chicago
Honey Sanchez: everyone is in focus only Blue Cheer is out of focus far as i know
cease: i went to a mac/sony seminar yest and the time machine feature of the new leopard is most appealing
doctec: brinkley, on the other hand...
Hemlock Stones: sorry Dex i forgot to ask, it was watching CNN
JustaGov'tTweeny: Is the Finder a little more friendly?
Bambi: Canada gonna get some cold air next week Cat?
principalpoop: he had a cute daughter
doctec: hay cat: my tdc-d7 dat recorder won't load tapes anymore - the sony web site says the sony service centers no longer service that unit, any suggestions?
Hemlock Stones: Bambi, repressed and depressed as per usual and with more reasons than ever alas
cease: weather report says it'll be in the 80s or 90s
cease: we couod use rain
Bambi: Ditto on this side of the pond Stones ... sigh
Rotonoto: (chant together) Sony is evil, Sony is evil...
doctec: weather report - is that the pre pastorius line up or post pastorius?
Merlyn: wow, and canada uses celsius
cease: same happened to my expenisve recording walkman doc
principalpoop: always look on the sunny side of the street, oops
cease: hey jsut stopped makming parts for it. fuck em
JustaGov'tTweeny: UNI will be monitoring us any day now...
Dexter Fong: Roto conjure up scary monster
Rotonoto: we getting 3-6 inches from Ernesto tonight & tomorrow...
cease: lol merl
Rotonoto: after long drought...
Honey Sanchez: ya fer sure poop just wear sunscreen 50 spf or better
cease: my mac widget thing is on us temps, merl
Bambi: well, MI is gonna be in the 40s F overnight next week so I thought you all might have it even better ;-)
Hemlock Stones: brb
cease: wheni turn it on, it tells me the next week in farenehit
Rotonoto: sony eeeee-vil!
principalpoop: you can keep your hat on too
Bambi: so glad to hear that at least Ernesto was downgraded considerably before it hit our area and yours Roto
doctec: far en, height
JustaGov'tTweeny: Sounds nice Bambi. Good sleeping under the quilt weather.
principalpoop: ok HS
Honey Sanchez: hb hs
Rotonoto: Roto and Bozoette much relieved- oh, the intensity of it, not to be torturing me!
JustaGov'tTweeny: The widgets can be pretty useful. Ahve you checked out the Apple site, Cat? There are loads of other ones there.
Bambi: well, 55-65 would be better for me Tweeny lol
Honey Sanchez: ah damn here comes the black choppers
principalpoop: roto says "hurt me" and bozoetter replies "Noooooooo"
cease: it takes me long enough to learn simple things on the computer, tween
JustaGov'tTweeny: True...
cease: i dont seek more tasks to master unless i need them, like final cut editing
JustaGov'tTweeny: lol Cat
Dexter Fong: Clever Roto use-a double negative...confuse Bozoette
JustaGov'tTweeny: They're easy to install. You just download what you want, and doubl-click on the widget's icon. The system will ask you if you want to install it. Just that easy...
principalpoop: not bizarro world here no?
Hemlock Stones: back I am
doctec: catherwood can you give catherwood a stiff drink?
||||||||| Catherwood gives a stiff drink.
Dexter Fong: around turn...It's Hemlock
principalpoop: I am morally and intellectually confused, the secdef told me
principalpoop: wb HS
Bambi: wb Stones
JustaGov'tTweeny: Chatting he is, Stones...
Dexter Fong: Catherwood give a stiff a drink
||||||||| Catherwood gets a stiff a drink.
Bambi: honey have you had a good couple of weeks?
Honey Sanchez: wb stones baby
Hemlock Stones: Stones is in the building
Honey Sanchez: working a lot starting a new business
Honey Sanchez: but yeah its been exciting
principalpoop: stones had a baby? peebles? gravel?
cease: lol poop
Bambi: cool, Honey ... best wishes for great success in the new venture
Honey Sanchez: thank you bambi :)
Merlyn: catherwood, do a backflip
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Merlyn and yells "My ears are burning..."
Dexter Fong notices a great big dirty stone...picks it up...and accidently drops it on Hemlock's toes
JustaGov'tTweeny: That's why you need to study the mail order courses from Bob Jones University, P.
doctec: good luck honey
klokwkdog: bak w/food
principalpoop: yes good luck, hard work does bear fruit
cease: best of luck, honey
Honey Sanchez: thanks doc
JustaGov'tTweeny: ditto Bambi
Bambi: hey Klok ... wb
Rotonoto: nite all, see ya later...
JustaGov'tTweeny: Bear fruit?
Honey Sanchez: nite roto
JustaGov'tTweeny: Bye Roto...
cease: roto
klokwkdog: HI ROTO!
principalpoop: liberty university, I read about mog and magog, OMG
Bambi: see ya later Roto! Have a great one!
principalpoop: bear beer?
Dexter Fong: Night Roto...fall like broken shade
Hemlock Stones: i planted several Hard Work trees PP but none of them bore fruit, must have been that monsanto shit
cease: torture and towel rack
JustaGov'tTweeny: Magog Bros carpet recalimers...
klokwkdog: i will read your comments in the log, Roto, have good evening; hi->Bozoette
Rotonoto: Bozoette sez nytol
principalpoop: night roto ohno and bozoette
Bambi: yeah, princeP ... bear beer, aka bear whiz ;-)
||||||||| Rotonoto leaves at 10:22 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Honey Sanchez: bear whizz beer
cease: yes he was famous for flaing asleep
Bambi: nytol Bozoette!
principalpoop: ahh download the key to the dna stones
cease: sad clwonish end to a once brilliant semanticist
Merlyn: get everyone a Bear Whiz Beer, Catherwood!
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a bear whiz beer.
JustaGov'tTweeny: Flailing in his sleep?
Honey Sanchez: catherwood may i please have a shirley temple?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Honey Sanchez
principalpoop: ahh, we get to bend a couple in the doo-dah room
Hemlock Stones: i think it must have been the Root Kit PP
JustaGov'tTweeny: A shirley temple black? With kaluha?
cease: smokeswagon
Bambi: did someone say Root Beer? Catherwood please pour me a draft root beer
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi a draft root beer.
principalpoop: exactly stones, try amoebas
JustaGov'tTweeny: just a pipe dream...
Honey Sanchez: ya tweeny mmmmmmm
principalpoop: root beer for the young bucks
Hemlock Stones: silly PP how will a republican make anything work
klokwkdog: Catherwood, pour an absinthe and kerosene for me, thanks
||||||||| Catherwood hands an absinthe and kerosene for me thanks.
Honey Sanchez: kinda stiff one there klok i can smell your breath from here
principalpoop: private contracts, halliburton does seeds now too
JustaGov'tTweeny: Bush says "we have to win in Iraq". I'd like him to explain exactly what that is...
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour Klokwkdog an absinthe and kerosene (why he wants such a thing I can't imagine)
||||||||| Catherwood gives klokwkdog an absinthe and kerosene (why he wants such a thing i can't imagine).
klokwkdog: no smoking, please
Honey Sanchez lights her bic
principalpoop: nobody give klok a cigar
klokwkdog: i'm gonna go up like a pipeline in Iraq
cease: win means not doing bush and buddies political harm
Hemlock Stones: absinthe makes the heart grow fondu
JustaGov'tTweeny: There are pipelines left?
principalpoop: watch klok do his bagdad imitation
Bambi: ah, a lighter salute ... bambi lights her bic
klokwkdog: one less than last week, Tweeny
cease: snekaing away and leaving it to the dems to solve
Bambi: lol
cease: lol stones
Dexter Fong
cease: i havnet tried it but i'd like to
doctec: it
cease: im too old not to be trying new intoxicants
principalpoop: tastes like mint schnoppes
JustaGov'tTweeny: brb
doctec: it's been a long day - sorry i'm so subdued - gotta go, need some rest
Honey Sanchez nods
cease: is lili ok, doc?
principalpoop: ok tween
doctec: yesterday was a long day, today it caught up with me
klokwkdog: nite DT! hi->Lili
Hemlock Stones: np Doctec, i know how you feel
Bambi: hey doc ... great week to you and Lili! Great to see you
Honey Sanchez: nite doc have a good week and a fun labor day weekend
principalpoop: good luck with your tape machine doc, must be a forum of folks who know
doctec: yes lili is fine (fine being a relative term for a recovering cancer patient)
Dexter Fong: Night Doc and regards to La Lili
doctec: she's hanging in there....
Hemlock Stones: yesterday overtook me on the wrong side
cease: we are always with her, doc
principalpoop: courage, always, everybody
Hemlock Stones: goodnight Doc
doctec: anyway nite all - i probably won't be on chat next week as lili and i will be on the road to illinois for my dad's 80the birthday
principalpoop: on the road, to huntley...
Dexter Fong: Travel safely
doctec: have a good one - if we land at a hotel with internet access, i'll try to log on for a bit
cease: all our best doc
Bambi: happy birthday to your dad!
Hemlock Stones: good journey Doc
klokwkdog: tell him next birthday, he buys his own candles!
doctec: take care - check ya later - ttfn ttyl nytol l8r etc
doctec: thanx cat
Bambi: be safe in travels ... see you when you get back!
||||||||| At 10:29 PM, doctec hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
principalpoop: don't buy too many cellular phones on the way
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Bambi: yes, princeP very true ... could be taken the wrong way lol
principalpoop: gitmo does not have internet service
principalpoop: fong leaves and chat falters
Bambi: ...game over lol
principalpoop: boner city?
klokwkdog: it's in the context, Poop
principalpoop: I see, only 450 points
principalpoop: ahh bonus city, my mistake
Dexter Fong: brak..ish
principalpoop: wb kindasorta
Dexter Fong eyes poop warily
Bambi: Dick and Jane! I hated those books ... no substance lol
Dexter Fong: Bambi: You just didn't Spot it
JustaGov'tTweeny: buddhist writers....
Bambi: lol dex
cease: yes they bored me so much i didnt want to read, bambi
Hemlock Stones: well they can write with one hand even if they cant clap, Tween
cease: the hole turkish army?
Dexter Fong: Those hearing this for the first time..it's front-loaded with puns...very goon-ish
Bambi: sure shot homeless lol
cease: very
Dexter Fong: Cat: Quite
Dexter Fong: Are we all listening or just have nothing to say...I'm prepared to say 4 or 5 hundred words on RFK
principalpoop: listening
Dexter Fong: that's one
principalpoop: having nothing to say never stops me
Hemlock Stones: (goes to put the Rat out )
cease: speak on, dex
Dexter Fong: wonder what klok is doing
JustaGov'tTweeny: Actually it's time for me to retire. Be well all, and J&B have fun this Saturday :-)
principalpoop: i did not want to argue with tor, i was taken aback
Hemlock Stones: ok catch you next week Tween, stay well
Dexter Fong: I ushed to drink J&B
principalpoop: got your pension tween? night night
Honey Sanchez sings "Our House is a very very fine house with 2 rats in the yard, life useta be so hard, now everything is ez cuz of you "
cease: almost all the mushrooms were like this in intensity
principalpoop: ahh csn and rat
cease: rapidity of joke
Hemlock Stones: i must fix that Rat Flap
Honey Sanchez: bonos nachos tweenster have a good weekend
cease: like they all this bottled up comedy in them and it burst forth in these plays
cease: tween
Dexter Fong liked the melody, thought you could dance to it, last verse a bit weak..gives it a 97
Honey Sanchez: lol dex
cease: ive been in that jam since portland
cease: i never heard that before
principalpoop: it's ajar, shoot him watson
cease: musicians traveling from vancouver south to la
Honey Sanchez: a mason jar!!!!
principalpoop: any port in a jam
cease: amy well began a riff in a northern gig and develop it as they travel south
cease: amazin jar
klokwkdog: nite Tween
cease: i thgoht it was a case of the plague
principalpoop: ewww
Hemlock Stones: luxury
principalpoop: next to the the mumps, for a pox lunch ewww
Dexter Fong: A case of the plaque
cease: stains on seat
cease: mewn
Dexter Fong: Cat: Throw a towel over it
cease: and learn my text word in turkish?
principalpoop: coffee
Dexter Fong: hash?
principalpoop: may I see your passport?
Dexter Fong: ur uh succatash
Honey Sanchez: hashsheeshin
principalpoop: corned beef hash
Dexter Fong: I've passed my port
principalpoop: monsanto corn
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| JustaGov'tTweeny - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Monsanto Corn...It's bigger because of Chemistry
cease: always a good idea
Dexter Fong: Jaundice?
Hemlock Stones: i dont want my genes terminated
principalpoop: I have always liked chemicals
Honey Sanchez: organics for me please
Dexter Fong: I had my Jeans germinated
cease: better living thru
Bambi: da, da, ta, da ...capt. equinox!
Honey Sanchez: lol dex
klokwkdog: hey Cat, whatever happened to Jack Poet?
Dexter Fong: Organic Coke...at a bio-chemist near youy
Bambi: got your decoder tie?
cease: llng dead i presume
principalpoop: he sold volkswagons
cease: i think the lads mentioned him in a firezine interview. should look it up
cease: a big supporter of the lads in the early days
Dexter Fong: Bambi: My tie is telling me to "don't forget to drink you r Ivaaktune
cease: he sponsored their 1968 kmet show.
cease: was on too ealry in the morn though
Dexter Fong: Ovaltine
principalpoop: ovaltine, ovaltine is bosco with me
Hemlock Stones: is this the Hound of the d’Urbervilles
cease: simon and garflinkel riff sounds so dated
principalpoop: took him for granite, ouch
cease: none of us will outlive the fame of the beatles, but paul simon is already gone, just doenst know it yet
principalpoop: the sound of silence
klokwkdog: the old Indian ear to ground joke
Dexter Fong: Hem: I think it's the Ubervilla of the Aston-villas
cease: soundtrack to The Graduate, thats about it
Hemlock Stones: i can see you have been working on that one for some time, it will be nice when its finished
Honey Sanchez: Hearts and Bones Graceland gee i like paul simon meself
principalpoop: his brother neil is not bad too
Dexter Fong: Stones: Yeah ..shoulda been The Ubervilla of The Aston-Hounds =))
klokwkdog: yeah, he's one of us
Honey Sanchez: decent screenwriter i spose
Hemlock Stones: Diamond on the Soul of your Schooze ?
klokwkdog: and they're some of 'them'
Hemlock Stones: should read Schmooze dammit
Honey Sanchez: heh
Dexter Fong: Damned on the Silence of Your Schnozz
klokwkdog: well, it beats endless sitar solos
principalpoop: schmooze is a romantic language like french and uh, spanish
Hemlock Stones: doesnt everything ?
Honey Sanchez: lol
klokwkdog: Simon used a lot of great world music
Honey Sanchez: oooze me schmooze me then lose me
principalpoop: just don't brooze me
Dexter Fong: esssssscuse me?
klokwkdog: this appetizer bit was ROFL
Honey Sanchez: lol you got it ppp
Hemlock Stones: i remember one night i went to the bar during a long drum solo from the Byrds and was joined by the lead guitarist
principalpoop: ooops, sorry, here, take it back
cease: 8 miles high?
klokwkdog: Syd Barrett wasn't there, too? ;-)
Hemlock Stones: yes cease, i think the drummer was
klokwkdog: He'd pop out when he was supposed to be playing
Honey Sanchez: nope im no indian giver poop
principalpoop: they used to be made of wood, not lead
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: ..and Jimmy...and Janice....and the Big bopper....(sniffle)
principalpoop: where should I put it? the shelf is full
Honey Sanchez: under the sink
Bambi: ... the best things in life are freee....
Hemlock Stones: Free, just a dollar, Bambi
Bambi: lol
Honey Sanchez: yep lol
principalpoop: beneath the taps? is that legal?
Dexter Fong: Honey: I say, if these Indian Casinos keep making bi g wampum, we're gojnna have to steal their land all over again
Honey Sanchez: of course not poop would i tell you to do something legal sheesh
klokwkdog: Hey Hemlock, did you hear the Vishwa Mohan Bhatt raga on Late Junction Tuesday? Blew me away. A Spanish Guitar with drones played as Hawaiian slide.
cease: its hard to keep proc from bursting into song
cease: the great paisely well is the worst for that
principalpoop: a principal must have principles or stand on something
Hemlock Stones: sorry Klok, missed that, good was it
klokwkdog: outstanding
Honey Sanchez: "hands poop a platform
klokwkdog: check the replay, about 40 minutes from the end
principalpoop: that form is plat, do you have a uni?
Hemlock Stones: i sent you Susannah tracks i think didnt i ?
Dexter Fong really likes "By The Light of the Silvery...." a lot
cease: this sounds familiar
principalpoop: oh susannah
Dexter Fong: Clem is cookin' tonight
klokwkdog: never heard a mohan veena before; the sound is...unique
principalpoop: I didn't tell you to go in there lol
cease: everything is gettitng more and more mixed up, klok
klokwkdog: BTW, can't you hear Late J on the FM? If you can hear on FM, why complain about the stream?
cease: that is usually a good thing
Bambi: america's only detective! :-)
Dexter Fong: Hey Batcheddar, giimmee a lot of thoseMohave Earners
Honey Sanchez: defective i thought
principalpoop: regnad kcin
Hemlock Stones: its the listen again stream which is pants Klok, i cannot always be here to get it live
klokwkdog: Cat -- it took awhile to do it, but it grabbed me the same way as my first listen to Butterfield's "East-West"
cease: i loved that, klok
klokwkdog: yeah, the online stream is somewhat anemic
cease: i used to play that on my first dj gig, in ottawa in 69
Bambi: batcheddar planted right next to the boxelder
cease: there was a lot of great fusion aborning in those days
klokwkdog: it really affected me, Cat. One of the anchors of my young musical experience
principalpoop: something from the foyer
Hemlock Stones: consensus on the BBC boards is that they will have to upgrade to 128 bps soon or lose face
cease: jazz riffs began to infect rock tunes as they expanded
cease: who do you love?
Honey Sanchez: quicksilver messenger service
klokwkdog: that lineup of the group was somehow temporarily ideal and they flamed alight for a brief spark, like Creem
cease: thanks to fm radio allowing long songs to be played
Dexter Fong: ..and widening the vista, a low border of "hen's and chickens"..some Hosta, and topping it all off, three giant Redwoods
cease: that started in late 67 in la, maybe earlier in other places like frisco or new york
cease: certainly london
Hemlock Stones: jazz musicians playing rock was often ok but rockers playing jazz was usually pants and often embarassingly bad
klokwkdog: yeah, but as the 70s went on, the Floyd-type stuff got so far off the beam that punk and garage bands had to happen
klokwkdog: that and the arena crap
cease: i disagree, as dj, not musician, stones.
Honey Sanchez: ok i have to go and translate for my business partner he is entering bad data
Honey Sanchez: peace folks have a nice labor day weekend
principalpoop: good luck honey
Hemlock Stones: see you later Hon
Dexter Fong: Hem: You're right...basically, jazz players are really well schooled, and rock musicians tend to be less so
principalpoop: gracias, y ciaooo
klokwkdog: Hemlock -- seemed to me that the Brits usually went for blues or classical, and they had the chops and listening experience to do a half-decent job
cease: what i loved about 8 miles high and who do you love and lots of other stuff in late 60s was the rockers were integrating jazz riffs, which was unknown in pop tunes beofer then, ast least to me
Bambi: have a great one Honey ... great to see ya
Honey Sanchez: hadios mes amigantes
cease: by honey
klokwkdog: white american rock kids trying to cut jazz licks, yeah, that got embarassing
cease: i was just at the vince guaraldi website lastg night
klokwkdog: rotating solos and virtuoso instrument playing, that was OK. trying to be boppers, nah
Hemlock Stones: theres some truth in that klok, just before Dylan was called Judas there was a big Folk Blues and Jazz revival over here which declined in the seventies but ahs recently returned
Dexter Fong: Honey" Adios Los Departee
cease: his son has released "new" stuff by his long dead dad.
cease: this i gotta here
klokwkdog: sounds interesting, Cat
cease: the charlie brown suite i think it's called. recorded shortly before his death
principalpoop: better than after
Hemlock Stones: i liked the Bonzo Dog Band doing Can Blue Men Play the Whites, klok
Dexter Fong: He took his script
principalpoop: and tore it up
klokwkdog: Hemlock -- the range of indie music available today is astounding. sia, ditty bops, waifs, and established artists like DiFranco off the rails and staying off the rails....
klokwkdog: arcade fire can be amazing
Hemlock Stones: i agree klok, pop music is the worst i can remember now but all the alternative genres seem in good shape as Late Junction tends to demonstrate
klokwkdog: don't even need LJ; some pretty interesting stuff goes by on the more mainstream Morning Becomes Eclectic
Dexter Fong: He shot herself
klokwkdog: this is a post-deconstruction of Nick D the way "By the Silvery" is a pre-deconstruction of Giant Rat
principalpoop: your bluffing flatfoot. oops I guess you weren't
Dexter Fong: klok: I knew you were gonna say that
Hemlock Stones: theres a lot of good stuff on radio three klok but it tends to be compartmentalised whereas LJ opens it all up in one show
klokwkdog is ashamed of all the post-modern crap he's begun to utter
klokwkdog: yeah -- the Tue. show also had Bach and Purcell
cease: no klok
cease: silvery predates giant rat by 6 years
Dexter Fong: klok: You're so far ahead, you may have lapped your \self
Hemlock Stones: have you caught any of the John Betjeman stuff on radio this week Klok ?
principalpoop: who dated the rat then?
klokwkdog: what I said, cat -- "...pre-deconstructs..."
Dexter Fong: I went out this this dizzy little mouse once
klokwkdog: not knowingly, Stones
cease: youre too fast for me, klok
principalpoop: did she pee on cotton for you fong?
Dexter Fong: Kept going into revolving doors
cease: still dating bears?
cease: when i moved back to van, i disocverdd this and the shakespeare thing in local record store
cease: ought em. thats 18 years ago and very very rarley heard em since then
Hemlock Stones: he was a nice old buffer, poet laureat, faught declining standards in architecture and destruction of the environment long before it became trendy, wrote some funny verse too
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Honey Sanchez - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: poop: no, but she threw u after one too many trips around those revelving
Dexter Fong: doors
principalpoop: ewww
cease: do yoou get the impression that the firesign try too hard to do commercials?
cease: it worked in 67, why not keep doing it?
Dexter Fong: eeeewww Honey's been fiddlee to death
principalpoop: not at all, they are intrusive and useless, just like real commercials lol
klokwkdog: TV Commercials try too hard to do TV Commercials...
klokwkdog: the blind newsboy just stuffed in there
Dexter Fong: Cat: Parody's of commercial is both innate and easy
Hemlock Stones: when i chucked out my TV i experienced a great sense of freedom and space
principalpoop: in who? poor nate!
cease: its so easy they no longer try
cease: thats the point.
cease: this album, and even some of their newer stuff, seems phoned in
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
Dexter Fong: great phil austin here
cease: there is no lnoger anything interesting to say, but they get paid to talk
cease: like: fil in the blank
principalpoop: ahh different genre than pink hot'l
klokwkdog: cat -- also, they're too good at it. They sound too pro
Hemlock Stones: did any of the FT team ever get offered any voice over work ?
principalpoop: I can say genre, next i will say moi like tor
cease: pp has lived on it for years, stones
cease: all of them have done it
klokwkdog: I thought Proctor and Bergman live by it, mostly
cease: others too
cease: ossman was in some disney biggies, must have been well paid
cease: austin was in the tick, at least
Hemlock Stones: cool, its a pity we dont get any of the ads over here, unless we do and i just havent noticed
cease: austin's wife does commecials, food prep.
klokwkdog: i don't think it's ads, Stones; more animation and stuff like that
principalpoop: vegomatic?
cease: i dont know if the lads have done any commercials since those pizza huts things in the 90s
Hemlock Stones: can you name some klok please so i can look out for them ?
principalpoop: they need to jump a shark if they jump in again, that is what it takes nowadays
cease: a friend in la sent me a cd of firesign radio ads but i think its on the firesign site now
cease: mostly form 60s
cease: i remember some of them
principalpoop: IHOP
Hemlock Stones: i enjoyed their spoof stuff on Give us a Break, i still play that
cease: with the secret ingredient THC
cease: Take Home Carnation
cease: maizng they got away with that
Dexter Fong: Only have one leg? Work at IHOP
klokwkdog: Hemlock -- Tick is the only one I know for sure
Hemlock Stones: is that like Itunes Dex ?
principalpoop: former egyptian pharo? work at IHOP
Dexter Fong: Stones: Itunes...I Only Have One Ear
Hemlock Stones: talking of which, i cant wait for Spiral Frog to come online over here,
klokwkdog: hemlock -- http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0112196/fullcredits
principalpoop: is that a spinoff of spiro gyro?
Dexter Fong: Stay at IHOP....Every room like a burial chamber
klokwkdog: hemlock -- you can look up each of the lads in IMDB and find all the stuff out there
principalpoop: Eat at IHOP, your mummy does
Dexter Fong: Try Out Tanna Leaf Tea....Limp along with the crowd
Hemlock Stones: it could screw itunes as the music will play on all PDAs with the possible exception of ipods
Hemlock Stones: ok ty for that klok
cease: sambos pancakes in carmel in late 50s
cease: i hop evolved from that
principalpoop: I have heard of sambos
cease: realy filling and cheap.
principalpoop: from the story where the tiger chased him and he turned into butter
cease: i think the racial stereotype put them out of business
Dexter Fong: Eat at IHOP: Our sambo is Blacker than Their
Dexter Fong: s
cease: yes that was the motif
principalpoop: the tiger, not sambo
cease: you'd order your pancakes and read the story on the menu
cease: the pancakes were REALLY GOOD
Dexter Fong: he shot herself
principalpoop: ouch
klokwkdog only had the patty melts, most of the time
principalpoop: stop it, all we have near us is a waffle shop
cease: i was first exposed to this in northern cal in late 50s. i hop seems to have evolved from that in the 60s, the pancake house
klokwkdog: and never touched the black stuff in those mystery pitchers
Hemlock Stones: well i am fading fast now folks so i better call it a day
principalpoop: ahhh molasses yum
Dexter Fong: The Patty Melts = Early Irish PSYCHEDELIC Band
cease: there was an ihop near usc dorm. amazing to see colourful building in that gray area
klokwkdog: I was talking about the coffee, Poop
principalpoop: cheerio old chap, fish and chips and all that rot eh
Hemlock Stones: special thanks to Jimmy Lee and Bambi
cease: it wasa 50 years aog, but i recall sambos pancakes as bieng crepe-like
principalpoop: lol klok
Hemlock Stones: have a great week everyone and stay well
principalpoop: oops, nevermind lol
cease: you too, stones
klokwkdog: that's the thing, Cat; it was a univ. '60s college experience, hitting the IHOP at 2AM
principalpoop: you too stones :)
Dexter Fong: Klok: Mystery Pitcher ia Satxhel Paigew
principalpoop: what a scene man
klokwkdog: have a good sleep, Stones!
cease: you think, klok
cease: maybe
Dexter Fong: Night Stones
Hemlock Stones: if i spot anything funny on the BBC i will capture it and forward it to you next week
cease: but good as ihop was, it was so much more commercialized thsn sambos
klokwkdog: well, in Raleigh, it was just about the only thing open!
Hemlock Stones: notice i didnt mention tonights broadcast of National Lampoon
klokwkdog: at that hour
cease: sambos prepared me to enjoy crepes in 70s when we lived near crepe restaurnt, when Bit was born
Hemlock Stones: so goodnight all
principalpoop: slower the second time, and super, thanks ahhh, clem, super selections tonight
Dexter Fong: CAT: Any place named "Mom's" is always better
klokwkdog: nite Stones, no you didn't
cease: thanks, stones
cease: i drove around sask with my parents at intervals in 50s and 60s and hitched about there in easlry 70s
klokwkdog: very nice show, Clem, Bambi. Hi to Charlie and happy birthday this weekend. Y'all enjoy, ya hear?!
cease: there was a great diversity of Moms foods.
Dexter Fong: Stones: We had a grouped named Naional Lampoon ojce
principalpoop: have a fun party and a super week, keep warm keepers of the root :)
||||||||| Hemlock Stones rushes off, saying "11:39 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
ah,clem: good night everyone!
principalpoop: toad awaaaaaay
cease: when i went back in 1980, it was pretty much gone. when i revisted this decade there is not even much of a memory for a non-macdonalds worlds
Dexter Fong: toad awaaaaaaayyyy
cease: night ah
principalpoop: sing along1
||||||||| ah,clem is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:39 PM.
Dexter Fong: Night agh
principalpoop: my hometown is radically changed
klokwkdog: they could not keep the prices down and stay in biz, Cat
Dexter Fong: DAMN! Clem was thrown out
principalpoop: ejected :(
klokwkdog: what was wrong with the chat tonight at 9?
klokwkdog: I could not get in the door
Dexter Fong: Interesting stuff on the widget now playing onClem's radio
principalpoop: I did not get here until about 9:30, I don't know
klokwkdog: Mac stuff, sounds like
klokwkdog: what they do the rest of the week, Dex
klokwkdog moves to KCRW Music
Dexter Fong: Klok: Somebody sent a bothersome thingie to chat very earky ib,,,,seened ti eat normous bandwidth and persisted fo somd time
principalpoop: ugh
Merlyn: see ya next week, people...bye
klokwkdog: nite Merlyn
principalpoop: you mean, nobody saw my homemade solo XXXXX movie?
Dexter Fong: ugh..ugh////Agj////Ugh
klokwkdog: so the chat was attacked?
principalpoop: night M and thanks for all again
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 11:44 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Night amd ,uchas gracias merlyn
klokwkdog: I'll go read the log
principalpoop: a cheese log? yum
klokwkdog: no car move tonight, Dex?
Dexter Fong: Klok: So it seemed to me
klokwkdog: car maneuvers in the dark
cease: i jsut started downloading the file from hemlock
principalpoop: labor weekend vacation fong?
klokwkdog: have to beat its pumpkin time of midnite in Iowa, Cat ;-) 74 minutes remain!
Dexter Fong: klok: Wife in another state with car...free at last....etc...
klokwkdog: Wife, car, or you, Ash?
principalpoop: ahh party at FONGS
cease: do i have enough time, klok?
Dexter Fong: poop: Going to Arlington VA for weekend
cease: thank dog almighty, youre free at last?
klokwkdog is of the opinion that women driving cars are always in "another state"
principalpoop: I meant the parking rules, but nice :)
cease: my wife is off to heathrow on 911
Dexter Fong: Klok: If I'm free , everybodys free
cease: why is that not worrisome?
principalpoop: I am not free, but my prices are reasonable
klokwkdog: she is heading to London, Cat, or changing planes there?
cease: hof pawst 11
cease: comedy team?
cease: her friend has condo somewhere near london
principalpoop: easy to get a reservation that day i bet
cease: dont they use the word group in UK?>
klokwkdog: dunno Cat
principalpoop: no, it is grope
principalpoop: av you eard the new grope mate?
Dexter Fong: Grope, Ferde Grope
klokwkdog: ah; moving through Heathrow on 9/11, as in changing planes, might be an annoyance. Getting off the plane shouldn't be a hassle. Getting into London from Heathrow might -- but that's true on any day ;-)
cease: cal i for ni a
cease: wedont say that
Dexter Fong: Klok: Who won that six furlong two-day race any way?
principalpoop: cal i forn yah?
Dexter Fong: Yah! Like, dis here is da Valley, like
Dexter Fong: yah know
Dexter Fong: fer sure
principalpoop: dis here? wot dat?
principalpoop: oops, gag me with a spoon
klokwkdog: Dex -- I had to do some centigrade conversions for heatsink eval and just idly wondered if Google would convert 20 mph to furlongs per fortnight
Dexter Fong: I think its the Art blake Jazz Messenger Interstellar Back 'O de Bus route
cease: shes not gonna take a carry on. i dont think youre allowed to anymore
principalpoop: http://www.convert-me.com/en/convert/temperature
principalpoop: that is for temperature, but that site is super
Dexter Fong: Super Temperature
klokwkdog: no $300 bottles of make-up, anyway! that plot better turn out to be real, else an army of women will burn Blair at the stake
principalpoop: hot venus hot no pluto
klokwkdog: poop -- just type "20 mph in furlongs per fortnight" into Google. Why bother with sites?
principalpoop: most did not have passports yet, it would have been months anyway
Dexter Fong: A super volcano in *our?* backyard
principalpoop: stop it, I use google enough as it is, and I hate their business relations with FOX
Dexter Fong: Hi Big Boy, google my Fox
principalpoop: that animal is sick
||||||||| Outside, the 11:56 PM uptown bus from Texas pulls away, leaving porge coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: These are my Vixen
principalpoop: ahh porgie, better late than never
Dexter Fong: and this is Porge
Dexter Fong: Never better than late
klokwkdog: Poop -- more concerned about G & Yahoo (and MS) in bed with China; Faux thing doesn't bother me as much
klokwkdog: 'lo porgie
cease: porge
Dexter Fong: Klok: And they're all speking Chinese
cease: perogie
klokwkdog: porge awfully quiet
klokwkdog: too quiet
Dexter Fong: Porge like chinese buhdhah, frequently not speak
klokwkdog: well, that's your slant on things, Dex
||||||||| 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..
klokwkdog: okay. well, the W hour hath arrived, so I'm going to evaporate now
Dexter Fong view big round eyes of log nose
klokwkdog: everyone have a nice Bank Holiday and I will see you next week, once the dust dies down
cease: klok
Dexter Fong: Klok: It's another dusty. de;ta
Dexter Fong: day//...
klokwkdog: good -night Cat, Dex, Poop, Porge, Bambi-the-Gray
klokwkdog: woof
||||||||| 12:03 AM -- klokwkdog left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Night Klok
Dexter Fong: No restaurant tonight, Cat/
cease: weve had enough guests for now, dex
cease: we'll be travelling ourselves soon
Dexter Fong: Too true, Cat
cease: pork last week too meaty for me
Dexter Fong: How's the Ceviche tonight?
cease: i just put tajine in the oven
cease: had some spinache pie orderves jsut before 6
Dexter Fong: I just put Moi in the toaster oven
cease: with the Secret Ingfedient
Dexter Fong: Ingredient Bergman?
cease: have to take parents for hearing aids tomor morn
Dexter Fong: What?
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the great setup Cat=P)
Dexter Fong: Parrots with hearing aides...who'd athunk
cease: have you seen the wild parrots of telegraph hlil?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Never been to SF
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| porge - dead from measles
||||||||| principalpoop - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: We've been halved
Dexter Fong: What are the odds?
cease: rent the dvd dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: DVD of what?
cease: im listenging to the bbc thing. too much old firesigh
cease: of parots of telegtaph hill, dex
Dexter Fong: I'm listening to CNI...very techie stauff
cease: some of it is poor film making, but the story is inspirational, at leatst to me
cease: i spetn yestr aft in room of 500 tcchies
cease: i can benefit from fthat, perhaps
Dexter Fong: I think it's time to say g'night
cease: bergman does a good fdr
cease: off we go
Dexter Fong: Good Night Cat =)), see you next week
||||||||| cease is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 12:13 AM.
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "12:36 AM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Elmertown."
llanwydd: anybody still on?
||||||||| It's 12:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Von Woodrow Lost Picture Show into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 3:43 AM, then departs.
Von Woodrow Lost Picture Show: Zis iss zer Typhoon IOKE zat crrrosed ze Interrnational Date Line und inwented zer TIME VARP!!>
||||||||| At 3:43 AM, Von Woodrow Lost Picture Show vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 5 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 5:32 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."
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