Special appearance by
David Ossman as 'George Tirebiter'
Phil Proctor
||||||||| 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 November 16, 2006 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood leads Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (8:58 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Firebroiled: . . . not in any way want to put myself in a confrontatory position either with the United Snakes, or with Them. And you can believe me, because I never lie and I’m always right. So wake up! [slap and baby crying] And take a look at your only logical choice. Me. George Tirebiter. Firebroiled: Say Hi to Oss for me ||||||||| Firebroiled rushes off, saying "8:58 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| halvah tiptoes in around 11:32 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." ||||||||| "Hey halvah!" ... halvah turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:33 AM, I don't have to go yet!"... ||||||||| Puck bounds in at 2:39 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Puck: "Is this your dwarf?" Puck: "Well, come in out of the corn starch and dry your mucklucks by the fire, then/" ||||||||| It's 2:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Puck - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts mrmom inside, makes a note of the time (3:31 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| At 3:35 PM, mrmom rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:01 PM and late as usual, it's Atom, just back from Wisconsin." ||||||||| Atom leaves to catch the 8:03 PM train to Wisconsin. ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Pancho Bob Villa into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:24 PM, then departs. ||||||||| At 8:25 PM, Pancho Bob Villa scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:33 PM, dragging Bob D Caterino by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies ah,clem into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:34 PM, then departs. ||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSigh Theatre" at about 9 eastern, George' ||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, George' ||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bob D Caterino - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Merlyn steps in at 8:43 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Merlyn: Hey clem, what's on the schedule? Something with Tirebiter, I'd guess? ||||||||| 8:49 PM: Bambi 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: hi Merlyn and Clem :-) Merlyn: Hey Bambi ||||||||| It's 8:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| ah,clem - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood leads Bob D Caterino inside, makes a note of the time (8:50 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Bambi: Bob got lucky! dead from the Plague Bob D Caterino: Evenin everyone Merlyn: hey dere Bob D Caterino: Yeah I tried to run but P got the deal from ralph before I got there Bambi: hi Bob ... did you see you got lucky! dead from the Plague lol ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:51 PM, dragging road apple red by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" Bob D Caterino: Yes I did Bambi: guess the rest of us won't be so lucky ;-) Bambi: hi road apple red Bob D Caterino: I can vouch Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Bob D Caterino and queries "Did you want me?" ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Mr. Motion into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:52 PM, then departs. Bob D Caterino: Yes Catherwood I need a pair of teeth before dinner ||||||||| Catherwood brings a pair of teeth before dinner. Mr. Motion: Braaaaa Motion is here, people have no fear! ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 8:52 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Bambi: C a t h e r w o o d does well usually, but you really need to know how to respond to him...he's so persnickity! Bob D Caterino: Braaaa motion??? Are you female? Bambi: hi Mr. M ah,clem: hi all Bambi: hi Clem Mr. Motion: Bambi Clem! Bob D Caterino: Ah Clem, why so small ah,clem: I'm one of the little guys Mr. Motion: What part of Mr. don't you grasp Bob? Bob D Caterino: Oh then we all suport you but just one thing, when can we put you down? Bob D Caterino: I dont grasp any of Mr. Mr. Motion: Must be Canadian? ||||||||| justanothergov'tTweeny steals in around 8:55 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." Bob D Caterino: i was lookin at the vra motion, over fifty huh ah,clem: you can put me down now, Bob Bob D Caterino: lol justanothergov'tTweeny: Hello, Dear Friends... Bob D Caterino: Hello Tweeny justanothergov'tTweeny: Sorry about that unpleasant incident, Catherwood... ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past justanothergov'tTweeny Mr. Motion: A Blow-up government man, kewl! Merlyn: hey tween, clem, mr mo, r.a.r. Merlyn: any relation to r.u.r.? Mr. Motion: Merl!!! ||||||||| 8:56 PM: Live Cat Soap jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Bambi: hi just another gov't Tween ;-) ah,clem: hi Tweeny justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Bambi... justanothergov'tTweeny: Where's the cat? Mr. Motion: Are you any kin to dead cat soap? justanothergov'tTweeny: Clem... Bambi: hi Live Cat Soup Bob D Caterino: Hello Bambi, Motion,Merl Ahclem and everyone Live Cat Soap: I'm in the soap, Live Cat Soap: or the soup justanothergov'tTweeny: ugh Live Cat Soap: all water has turned soupy brown here justanothergov'tTweeny: Doesn't sound very tasty, Bambi... Mr. Motion: High Bob? Bob D Caterino: a whole live cat in ever bar of LIVE CAT SOAP Live Cat Soap: boil water advirosry just went into effect for all of vancouver ah,clem: a real dead can in every bar! Bob D Caterino: NOT TONIGHT WELL NOT FOR OVER THIRTY FIVE YEARS justanothergov'tTweeny: Does it purr and lick you? Mr. Motion: Ah.... I see! Bambi: ok, we've got Cat Soup (add water and got tomato soup) and road red apple so we can have apple fritters with that. ;-) Bob D Caterino: IT PAYS FOR ITSELF LOL Bob D Caterino: shhhh justanothergov'tTweeny: I _was_ going to have dinner... justanothergov'tTweeny: No joke, Cat? That alot of folks... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 8:58 PM", then leaves hurriedly. justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Dex... ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Lynn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:59 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... Live Cat Soap: i need a more appropriate nick for mr. tirebiter Bob D Caterino: oh well no data Bambi: hi Dex Merlyn: hey dex, lynn justanothergov'tTweeny: Evenin' Lynn... Bambi: hi Lynn Lynn: Howdy Dexter Fong: Hiyah Fellow Kids Mr. Motion: Dex!!! Live Cat Soap: lynn justanothergov'tTweeny: Bet we have quite the full house tonight. ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Johnny Piano', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Live Cat Soap: i think thats the idea Dexter Fong: and now for the personal-type greetings.... justanothergov'tTweeny: Let the air out of your shoes... Bambi: "The Real Mark Time" ?? justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey JP... Bambi: hi Johnny Lynn: Howdy Johnny Piano: Yo, my posse! Bob D Caterino: Hi Lynn Merlyn: Nino says we're chatting from Bangor all the way to mighty Maine Bob D Caterino: Hey Jonny oh Johnny oh justanothergov'tTweeny: We be down, JP... Johnny Piano: Whaz real, doggs ||||||||| llanwydd enters at 9:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex. ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 16, 2006 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" Dexter Fong: Hi Clem, Bambi JP, Tweeny, Cat? =), merlyn, MM, and Bob D and Lynn, and the fading RAR justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey LL... Bob D Caterino: Hey its LL llanwydd: is this otbonline? Live Cat Soap: better from Fresno to mighty Califronia Bambi: hi llanwydd Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give everybody a trumpet ||||||||| Catherwood gets everybody a trumpet. Live Cat Soap: im watching news. its all brown Dexter Fong: Hi Ilan justanothergov'tTweeny: for John Phillip Tirebiter? Johnny Piano: How do you play "revielle" Bob D Caterino: Bob wipes off the dripping wet mouth peice Merlyn: I read an article today how the USA's anti-internet gambling might allow one of the internet-island companies to ignore US copyright law Dexter Fong: JP: In "C" Bob D Caterino: Lawyers are so much fun Dexter Fong: ..and * to the Bar Dexter Fong: 8 Johnny Piano: Is that "C" in trumpet key or concert "C" ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and cpfirezine waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Dexter Fong: Concert or Tuttsi Fruitsi "C" Live Cat Soap: i wonder if tirebiter was blown away by this storm Bob D Caterino: Yeah I have to gamble in Aussie Bambi: make it a C note and we'll take the case! Johnny Piano: Cuz ya know "C" in trumpet is "Bb" in concert Live Cat Soap: is that the communist party firezine? llanwydd: it's certified public firehead Johnny Piano: Oh, Chico Marx "C" Bob D Caterino: Hey CP I see you have proof Dexter Fong: Live Cat: What storm...? Merlyn: that you palladino? ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Pancho Bob Villa into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:03 PM, then departs. Bambi: (course we aren't really lawyers, so you hire us at your own risk ;-) ) cpfirezine: yes - tis I Bambi: hi Pancho Bob Villa Dexter Fong: JP: Yes which is a lot easier than an E Flat Instrument Live Cat Soap: look at the crowds pour in llanwydd: hi bob Live Cat Soap: er, purr Bob D Caterino: Hey Bambi: hi cpfirezine Merlyn: If you haven't seen the Ronald Reagan Murder Case press release, it's here: http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/rrmc.html cpfirezine: Hello - Bambi cpfirezine: I'm not mean to Bambi Johnny Piano: Oh, Chico Marx "C" Live Cat Soap: that was up thru elayne's blog yest, merl cpfirezine: She likes it that way Merlyn: blog yeast can be pretty nasty, I hear ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:05 PM, dragging Road Apple Red by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?" Bob D Caterino: i havent read it although I have seen OJ braging about killing Mr. Reagan on a stormy night ||||||||| Outside, the 9:05 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Atom coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Live Cat Soap: i remember the play from midwest theatre tape Johnny Piano: That's okay, CP - there are enough of us here that are mean to Bambi to make up for you ||||||||| "9:05 PM? 9:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Hideo should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Hideo enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Bambi smiles Merlyn: we've got duplicates ||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off road apple red at 9:06 PM cpfirezine: You see - I told you Live Cat Soap: and his brother Forest? Johnny Piano: Those five kids in Canada, Merl? llanwydd: this place is suddenly filling up with newcomers Dexter Fong: Hideo Gump? or Hideo Wallbanger? Road Apple Red: But they're playing Don't Crush That Dwarf Bambi: hi Hideo ||||||||| Hideo departs at 9:06 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Mr. Motion: Hideo!!! Dexter Fong: Guess he doesn't like to be questioned Merlyn: hideo came in the revolving door Atom: what about this midwest tape? cpfirezine: They all want to speak to The Gipper ah,clem: ... Bob D Caterino: I sort of remember Hideo Wallbanger whats that from??? The mind is a terrable waiste ||||||||| George Tirebiter strides in at 9:07 PM with Danny Vanilla badgering him for an interview; since he has no badgers, Catherwood forcibly accompanies Danny Vanilla out the door. Merlyn: or gip to the speaker Merlyn: George! Mr. Motion: Is that the Gipper or the Zipper?I get those two confused? llanwydd: Hey Dave! ||||||||| Catherwood escorts doctec in through the front door at 9:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Dexter Fong: A Gip for all and Know Gyp to any body Johnny Piano: Good evening, Mr. T Mr. Motion: Leroy!!!!!!!!! Merlyn: Three Ossman characters in a row Dexter Fong: Hiyah Doc Live Cat Soap: hello Gerge doctec: timing is ... everything ... ah,clem: good evening Mr. Tirebiter Bambi: hi doctec doctec: evenin' all Atom: hi Mr. Motion: Doc! ||||||||| 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 Hemlock Stones gets out at 9:07 PM. Bob D Caterino: Yeah we are all Bonzo's on that bus Dexter Fong: George T> Strides right..er um corecctly ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'TOR Hershman', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... Johnny Piano: Just in time, Stones! Dexter Fong: Hiya Hem TOR Hershman: Howdy do, All ||||||||| At 9:08 PM, George Tirebiter scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." Atom: hi ||||||||| 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 George Tirebiter disembarks at 9:08 PM. Hemlock Stones: Greetings one and all cpfirezine: Hello Doctor - Is the Doctor Happy - Unhappy? Live Cat Soap: that was quick Dexter Fong: Hight TOR Bambi: good evening Mr. Tirebiter or should we just call you George? Great to see ya! doctec: oh dear ... i think we scared him off llanwydd: somebody scared him away justanothergov'tTweeny: Spreaking of Dave... Dave Bahr said to send his apologies. Can't make it tonight because of travel. Says he and the pup are doing fine... ||||||||| "Hey Atom!" ... Atom turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:08 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Hemlock Stones: did i scare him away ? ||||||||| 9:08 PM: Atom jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Bambi: hi TOR and Atom justanothergov'tTweeny: Mr. Tirebiter! Bambi: hi Stones Dexter Fong: GT follows Hedeo Bambi: eeek! Bambi: well, he did show up LOL Dexter Fong: I want my money back justanothergov'tTweeny: LOL ||||||||| Atom departs at 9:09 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" llanwydd: he only said he'd make an appearance ||||||||| Outside, the 9:09 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Atom coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. TOR Hershman: Hey, you should've seen Wes Craven run when I showed this eve. doctec: either we scared him off or he's a little unfamiliar with the chat interface Johnny Piano: That was a bit anti-climactic Bob D Caterino: He never said for how long ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'principalpoop', just granted probation at 9:09 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Bambi: hi Dave! If you "read" this later ... smiles justanothergov'tTweeny: A cameo? Merlyn: Dave might be having a problem with the chat window ||||||||| Catherwood says "9:10 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Atom by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Live Cat Soap: ive never known mr tirebiter to be very good with computers principalpoop: holow Dexter Fong: Atom exhibiting Brownian motion {One for Klok} Hemlock Stones: well he gave the appearance of someone in a hurry to leave ||||||||| Atom sashays in at 9:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Bambi: hi princep Bob D Caterino: lol cpfirezine: eat it doctec: all those ones and zeros ... enough to keep the wolves awake ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'POOLBOY', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... Mr. Motion: Eat it Raw! principalpoop: marching to Omaha Hemlock Stones: did he make his getaway in the ice cream van ? cpfirezine: Rah - Rah - Rah! Bob D Caterino: If he expects an arse kissing from me he is dead wrong. Now where is Mr. Ossman??? Bambi: well, hopefully he will be back soon ||||||||| 9:11 PM: bad-2d-bone jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" doctec: hello poolboy - are you a swimmer or a billiards fan? ||||||||| "Hey Atom!" ... Atom turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:11 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... principalpoop: live cat soap tastes poor ||||||||| Catherwood leads Bubba's Brain inside, makes a note of the time (9:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Atom close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:11 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule. principalpoop: hi bubba ah,clem: still see tirebiter in list, but no longer in red Bambi: looks like George is back but not RED bad-2d-bone: bub Bubba's Brain: Hey, all Bob D Caterino: I would like to get him a drink and some snacks Bambi: hi bad2dbone Johnny Piano: Patience, bozos ||||||||| doctec, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Sitting Room. Mr. Motion: Hey BB. cpfirezine: How bout some groat cakes : Hi Tyre bitter? How this chitty work? Bob D Caterino: Well we havent red it yet TOR Hershman: Well, moi shall leave so Mr. Tirebiter can return, BUT, here's moi latest.....a YouTube presentation http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7iQRFP_e90 principalpoop: and a couple of girls to show him a good time bad-2d-bone: alias boney ||||||||| Hideo sneaks in around 9:12 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Dexter Fong thinks Atom has now thoroughly acquainted himself with the entering and exiting process TOR Hershman: See why folks RUN? principalpoop: chitty chitty bang bang he he ||||||||| doctec has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:12 PM. doctec: so many rooms, so little time Hemlock Stones: hey dexter its like the answer to the question of how you get to Carnegie Hall Johnny Piano: Atom is just havin' a bit of the old "in-out-in-out" principalpoop: who is in charge here? ||||||||| 9:13 PM: dovescorpion 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!" Bob D Caterino: David, push the red button Dexter Fong: TOR< It's not you, it's your Korean Valet Moi principalpoop: fong, I am lost, help me fong help Atom: lol yes Hideo: Where is my ha name? Live Cat Soap: its just this little chromium switch Atom: I think i got it now bad-2d-bone: where's George Thorogood? Hemlock Stones: he was destroyed cpfirezine: Maybe he's on the other side
Dexter Fong throws poop a line "Who was that Congressional Page I saw you turning last night ||||||||| At 9:13 PM, POOLBOY scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." principalpoop: I think it is unlucky to be superstitious llanwydd: I'm starting to fade doctec: y'know, all these switches here are chromium ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's POOLBOY, just back from Elmertown." Hideo: Oh, there is it, thank you world peoples... Hemlock Stones: i know the feeling llanwyd Atom: that you tube thing is gay Bob D Caterino: Not fade away Bambi: hi Bubba's Brain, dovescorpion, POOLBOY doctec: hey chris - just noticed you in the list principalpoop: that was no page, that was my line Bubba's Brain: Hey, Bam doctec: good to see you here chris Dexter Fong: Atom: Good =)) cpfirezine: Hey Doc Merlyn: David, try just typing and pressing return, not any "send" button cpfirezine: Its good to be Bob D Caterino: a PP punch line = They just bend over the page principalpoop: I don't see Dave, does he see us? Atom: so now what? Hideo: Is tye-a-bite-a in the room? Bob D Caterino: or enter even llanwydd: I hope dave doesn't give up Merlyn: Yes, dave can see us, he can't seem to send cpfirezine: Hold your finger next to your lines Hemlock Stones: how can i possibly answer that question PP ? Bambi: lol Stones ... but being across the pond, that's to be expected at this time of the 'day' ;-) Bob D Caterino: type and enter Merlyn: He had the same problem once before; I don't know what browser he has Dexter Fong: poop: Chat moving too fast to reply in a timely fashion Atom: just tell him to go in and out a few times] doctec: Dave: if you need to, click your mouse in the little text entry field at the bottom left ... when you see a blinking cursor, type away - press enter to send principalpoop: i bet he is private talk instead of send to all Bob D Caterino: Why dont republicans use bookmarke Bambi: George is being interviewed on the 'movie' :-) principalpoop: slow the refresh Hemlock Stones: i seem to be trapped in Radio Prison again cpfirezine: Roll up you arm and bend over Dexter Fong: Merl: Has he put his cursor in the text box? Live Cat Soap: well the first firesign show was virtual film makers, maybe this one will be virtual tirebiter Hideo: I usually go to the bathroom at 9:17 pm principalpoop: oops, I was thinking of our denver dave, sorry Mr. Dave Merlyn: I think so, dex Lynn: I think he's not anywhere at all Bob D Caterino: ok, lets all just count noses and blow noses and just be quiet, for a sec Dexter Fong: YOu got it Doc =) llanwydd: I always press enter to send doctec: y'know, ever since clear channel took over the radio prisons they just haven't been the same Bubba's Brain: Tap. Tap. Tap. Is this thing on? Johnny Piano: Patience is a virtue... principalpoop: yes BB doctec: Merlyn: hey Bambi: ouch, Bubba ;-) Hideo: but maybe I can wait until the sun comes up Johnny Piano: Hello, italics? Atom: So where is he? Mr. Motion: Let me scare you with a little story... Bubba's Brain: I've been italicized... not psychadelicized. Hemlock Stones: i wont have to wait long for that Hideo principalpoop: virtue is its own reward, but so is vice... cpfirezine: Or the horizon Bob D Caterino: Bubba, no! your tapping the lines Dexter Fong: Bon Giorno Live Cat Soap: what a suit Merlyn: Hmm, the software should check for unterminated italics or italians Hemlock Stones: ok PP a slice of virtue and do you do fries ? principalpoop: how dry I am.... doctec: someone did a <i> without doing a </i> after Johnny Piano: The Psyche Deli in New Delhi Bubba's Brain: unterminated italians? Pancho Bob Villa:okay Bob D Caterino: I resemble that remark Hideo: Tye bit, you come back her an explain why you not here principalpoop: yes fries, extra trans fat please Live Cat Soap: how is lili, doc? doctec: there you go pancho justanothergov'tTweeny: not fade away ||||||||| sidfudd bounds in at 9:18 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Hemlock Stones: luxury PP llanwydd: we'll all look back at this and laugh someday doctec: still on the oxygen, live principalpoop: hey you, nice knocker Hemlock Stones: i am laughing right now Dexter Fong: Hi Sid justanothergov'tTweeny: Of course, we had it tough... cpfirezine: I'm laughing now Bubba's Brain: Psyche Deli, right next to the Cupid Deli. Live Cat Soap: will she be able to join chat? Bob D Caterino: SO JUST TYPE AND CLICK ENTER TO SHOW UP IN THE ROOM cpfirezine: We're all laughing Bambi: hi sidfudd Hideo: I can play chopsticks with any amount of wanton madness soup! principalpoop: hehehe doctec: live: probably after grey's anatomy Johnny Piano: Hey, Sid - any new Laws lately?
Dexter Fong wonders how it went so well in rehearsal bad-2d-bone: echnical ifficulties are elaying orge irebiter... e egret nconvenience sidfudd: Ack ack! Computer death! I type from work! Home PC dead! When you push a hard drive hard enough it will CORRUPT Hemlock Stones: well it certainly went Dexter Atom: So is he in the other rooms? ||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| POOLBOY - dead from jaundice ||||||||| TOR Hershman - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Road Apple Red - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Johnny Piano: Damn leprechauns Bambi: if you can't type ... try another browser? llanwydd: so many of us have gone prematurely grey
doctec wonders why the rehearsal was done in a well George Tirebiter: TIREBITER IS BACK Hemlock Stones: my god its a pandemic principalpoop: how do they name babies in china? they drop 4 spoons on the floor cling clang clong clong Merlyn: YAY Bubba's Brain: Hi George. bad-2d-bone: ank ou Bob D Caterino: wow the games continue Atom: welcome back Live Cat Soap: i think we need lili to fix tirebiter's computer Hemlock Stones: welcome back cpfirezine: Hello George Hideo: Can someone give me an aspirin for headache on Tuesday? Dexter Fong: Merl: KIll us all and let God sent the righteos chatters back doctec: hello george Mr. Motion: And he's beautiful!!! ah,clem: wb George principalpoop: ahhh george, porgie and mudhead is just coming on llanwydd: WB Dave! doctec: we're engeorged here! Pancho Bob Villa: Hit it w/a stick Bambi: Hi George Johnny Piano: He ain principalpoop: it is nice to be had bad-2d-bone: PLAUSE George Tirebiter: VERY GLAD TO BE AMONG YOU AFFLICTED BY A SUDDEN LOSS OF INTELLIGENCE Dexter Fong: Olla Senor Tyrebiter Johnny Piano: He ain't red...what up wit' dat? Atom: lol Live Cat Soap: how does an old man like you stay alive, george? George Tirebiter: MY NOVEL IS OUT!! Dexter Fong: Hey: I think thats a shot principalpoop: yah well, huh? Hemlock Stones: i used to be able to understand remarks like that Mr Tirebiter bad-2d-bone: APS OCK EY ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:21 PM and late as usual, it's Comrade Otto Yamamoto, just back from Connecticut." doctec: yeah george, and my affliction is terminal (just like the one i use to type these words) llanwydd: with me it wasn't so sudden, george ||||||||| 9:21 PM: Honey Sanchez 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!" cpfirezine: I see it hasn't affected your sense of humor, has it George Bob D Caterino: Thanks Mr Ossman, Hello Mr. Ossman At your cirvix mr Ossman Dexter Fong: Was it printed in all caps, George? principalpoop: hola honey Bambi: LOL, why thank you George ... I think ;-) Live Cat Soap: that must be a relief, george George Tirebiter: IT'S ILLUSTRADED AND EVERYTHING. - IT'S A MYSTERY! Hemlock Stones: hi Honey, welcome to chaos Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Okay, now I'm me ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Stickman into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:21 PM, then departs. Merlyn: Hmm, my celeb-flagging isn't working, I'll have to change George red manually Honey Sanchez: hi folks Bambi: hi Honey Hideo: Oh, yes. Mr. Biter, can u tell me why I am so tired? Merlyn: which is dangerous... principalpoop: here is one of the cuties I promised the Tirebiter Johnny Piano: Please tell us about your book, Mr. T George Tirebiter: HOW VVERY PAINFUL Live Cat Soap: its a mystery what took it so long to see print Bob D Caterino: Yes but you never thought we could read, did you? principalpoop: wow M, wash your hands first bad-2d-bone: on't ush aps ock ey, orge Hideo: oh yes, the book? doctec: congrats on getting your novel out - and not a moment too soon! (what with the ft 40th anniv. and all...) cpfirezine: The book has been gestating for at least ten years now, hasn't it? Dexter Fong: They're dropping in like fly balls Atom: well what i want to know is if the Firesign will ever come back to Minnesota? bad-2d-bone: aid... evermind George Tirebiter: THANKS. ITS SET INT HE GOLDEN DAYS OF HOLYWOOD MADHOUSE, 1945 - EITHER MY OLD FRIEND RONNIED GETS KILLER OR ITS HIS DOUBLE doctec: as you can see dave, the s**t flies thick and fast here principalpoop: roanoke wants you! Mr. Motion: Got a new album for the 40th anniversary too? Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Gestating that long, eh? Imagine THAT delivery principalpoop: or salem maybe Live Cat Soap: you were really a friend of the gipper? George Tirebiter: YES ORIGINAL WRITTEN TEN YEARS AGO - SAT ON A SHELF Bambi: ah, now George is red...and read too Hideo: Mr. Regan is dead? Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Winston Johnny Piano: A doppelganger mystery, eh? doctec: gripper... Bob D Caterino: Two Ronnies, I don't know if I could take two Nancy's cpfirezine: Very glad to see it and the audio version llanwydd: Great news! principalpoop: a doppelgripper George Tirebiter: THE DANGERBOX IS TO BE THE BIG 40TH RELEASE Merlyn: There's a real Frogtown in St. Paul, MN Johnny Piano: Doppelgipper? justanothergov'tTweeny: One for the gripper? Atom: I know Honey Sanchez: take two nancys and call me in the morning, Bob Johnny Piano: Excellent news, Mr. T! doctec: wow principalpoop: dangerbox, cool, super cool bad-2d-bone: my hearing aid is working again cpfirezine: You've got several Tirebiter books in the making, don't you? Hideo: griper! justanothergov'tTweeny: Indeed... Atom: i am from Minnesota George Tirebiter: DOUBLE DOPPLE, AS GLT SOLVES A 1920 CASE OF MURDER TOO Bambi: it's one of those things that gets better with age doctec: i'll take two cases! Merlyn: Me too, Atm Stickman: Is the novel like the Max Morgan, Crime Cabbie stories? Mr. Motion: I can hardly wait! Bob D Caterino: Dave, Been there for the first and will be there for the next principalpoop: i need one bad bone, any advice? George Tirebiter: GEORGE AND I WOULD LOVE TO PLAY MINN ANYTIME - WE'RE THERE MOST 4TH OF JULY WEEKENDS Hideo: Why so big cap guns mr biterrrr? Merlyn: By the way, Brian here David... bad-2d-bone: hearing aids George Tirebiter: NO - CRIME CABBY WAS A ROLE OF GLTS - AND A POET Live Cat Soap: when elayne and i visited you in whidby, you were being ignored by publishers too young to know who you were Merlyn: Yep, for convergence: www.convergence-con.org principalpoop: yes bone Bob D Caterino: Caps is for the star Bambi: hi Stickman Stickman: More like Mexican Overdrive? Atom: Well i know a lot of peps that want u guys to come back here soon George Tirebiter: RIGHT YOU ARE LIVE CAT - BUT BEAR MANOR IS JUST THE MARKET principalpoop: what is reality? Hideo: Why no come to NYC? There is lots of Japan there bad-2d-bone: I call it a hearing aid because I'm only deaf in one ear Bob D Caterino: I cant bear it George Tirebiter: NEW MEX OVERDRIVE WILL BE A PART OF THE NEXT BOOK IF GLT GET AROUND TO IT Bob D Caterino: WBAI says hello doctec: to the manor bared Merlyn: I'LL TAKE YOUR LUGGAGE <-- red caps, get it? Live Cat Soap: im delighted bear manor is doing this Johnny Piano: Bob, stop bear-baiting Honey Sanchez: woot!!!! Mr. T :) principalpoop: i am only deaf in one ear also, and have trouble hearing with the other bad-2d-bone: You're coming through loud and clear, George doctec: lol brian Live Cat Soap: that's bear Dating Hideo: I cannot hear or bear you over this chat George Tirebiter: DR FIRESIGN'S FOLLIES FOLLOWS THE GLT MYSTERY NEXT MARCH Stickman: Whoopie! I loved Mexican Overdrive. I can feel the wind in my hair. Bob D Caterino: I am not i am bear biting Johnny Piano: What?! bad-2d-bone: I can hear every word principalpoop: what happened to zigfield? George Tirebiter: ME TOO STICKMAN - ITS THE MADMAN IN MY EAR ||||||||| 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 'arney! disembarks at 9:27 PM. doctec: yes new mex o.d. rawwks Live Cat Soap: i was lucky enough to see it live in whidby, all those years ago Hideo: I am so tired tirebiter Merlyn: zigfield zagged at the wrong time principalpoop: hi arney Bambi: hi 'arney Bob D Caterino: My book shelf has Big Book of Plays as well as mystery Joke book now yours soon and well thats all I red bad-2d-bone: No, I wasn't referring to the brain implants--that's another can of worms George Tirebiter: ITS EVEN BETTER SOUNDING IN JOHN WEBBERS REMIX ON THE GLT STORY Honey Sanchez: hola, 'arney! Dexter Fong: Merl: But his Steam Ship, Ziegfields Folley sailed right over the edge Hemlock Stones: the pictures are better on radio Clem Hideo: I drank this bear whizz beer and ate a whole cheese log principalpoop: ahh, thanks, now I remember where I put my can of worms Atom: my dad went to one of your shows and u grabed his leg and pulled him around in minnesota do u remember that? Johnny Piano: When is the book available? Live Cat Soap: yes webber did a fine job Bubba's Brain: BTW, John W. here, David principalpoop: what kind of cheese? was it gouda? Bob D Caterino: Barnes and Nobel George Tirebiter: JOHNNY THE BOOK IS OFFICIALLY PUBLISHED AND YOU CAN ORDER FROM BEAR MANOR Hideo: Its on right now, the book... Dexter Fong: Atom: THat was me!!! Dexter Fong: YOu are my...son? doctec: yes - mr. weber has done a great job on the glt series Bambi: yes, love the pictures on radio better for many things ... always have George Tirebiter: YO JOHN- OR FROM LODESTONE BECAUSE I HEAR YOU ARDERED A FEW llanwydd: nay nay Johnny Piano: Excellent, it will be a pleasure to add to my short shelf of Firesign Bubba's Brain: On order, and on the site -- http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/ltmcat.cgi?sku=BEAR002 'arney!: hallooo to all. Virgin chatter. George Tirebiter: GLT CD SERIES IS TOTALLY COOL -= LIKE MR T'S GOLDEN AGE Atom: nope i don't think it was u principalpoop: hear hear Bambi: thanks Bubba for the link Hideo: If I knew the cheese I would have never sqeezed the wheeze. ||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Pancho Bob Villa - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... principalpoop: wrong chatroom for virgins hehe
doctec needs to place an ardor at some point llanwydd: I went to england on Virgin charter Dexter Fong: Atom: PErhaps I'm only your guardian Hemlock Stones: never mind llan, your secret is safe with me Atom: it was after they did this bong on stage Johnny Piano: Pancho Bob must have been trying to remodel that Adobe temple... Comrade Otto Yamamoto: 72? principalpoop: omg the fiddlers are back, run Bob D Caterino: Damn, have to spend a buck now, must get the duster out for my money. It old money llanwydd: lol George Tirebiter: THE FOLLIES WILL HAVE A LOT MORE TIREBITER IN THE MEAN TIME - REMEMBERING THE CAMPOON OF 76 cpfirezine: I saw a copy of Mixville Rocket sold on Ebay this week for around $30 Atom: and he said it was the real stuff in the bong Hideo: Sometimes I feel better in the morning if I dont drink the water principalpoop: not insane Bubba's Brain: Yes, GLT series is at http://lodestonecatalog.com/tirebiter.html -- if you don't mind the plug. sidfudd: George, it's Taylor, aka SidFudd - I know you've had some vestigial interest over the years for the famous Firesign Theatre, so we've been politely asking their fans to dig for tapes Dexter Fong: Atom: That was ME!! I struck the Bong a mighty blow like J. Arthur Rank Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Gotta watch those mean times, you do Mr. Motion: Papoon Papoon for president Live Cat Soap: will the mushroom plays ever be released? George Tirebiter: ALSO, TRYING HARD TO ADD TO YOUR BOOKSHELF - A BOOK OF ROCKETS IS ONE IDEA Bob D Caterino: I never wear plugs doctec: dang i just tripped over that plug Johnny Piano: Any details on the Danger Box, George? bad-2d-bone: I remember to poontang of 76 Bambi:Dave: Bambi and JimmyLee (aka ah,clem in the chat) of CNI Radio here bad-2d-bone: the poontang cpfirezine: I'd like to see the Firesign's Five Fooot Shelf someday Stickman: I was listening to Campoon last night. Celebrity Rat Shoot! HAH! Bubba's Brain: I wondered why my monitor turned off, doc. Hideo: More sugah, sugar, meowwww... justanothergov'tTweeny: I was in poontag in 70. The reds were everywhere... doctec: 4 or 5 feet... George Tirebiter: DANGER BOX OUT IN FALL SEMESTER OF 07 AND MUSHROOM PLAYS WE ARE HUNTING FOR - GOT ANY??? Atom: are u sure? Bubba's Brain: Got mushrooms? Comrade Otto Yamamoto: not handy Bob D Caterino: Cant take mushrooms anymore llanwydd: I wish ||||||||| At 9:32 PM, 'arney! vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! principalpoop: hehehe the cat is out of the bag Atom: oh yes for u i do sidfudd: Yes, all - got Shroom? We need "20 Years Behind the Whale" and "Last Tunnel to Fresno" cpfirezine: What's gonaa be included in the Danger Box? Johnny Piano: I Live Cat Soap: yes but not good enough quality to market. Hideo: I play with mushroom in middle of nite & momma spank me! Johnny Piano: I'll pencil the Danger Box into my calendar, Mr. T Live Cat Soap: i have whale, but havnet had last tunnel since 69 or 70 Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Why am I still in Bridgeport? doctec: dave the "got firesign?" request form has been getting a steady stream of responses - one or two have mentioned moshroom recordings George Tirebiter: DANGER BOX WILL HAVE EVERYTHIGN DANGER EXCEPT BRIDE OF FIRESIGN ah,clem: Cat may be able to help with the mushrooms, Dave Merlyn: Nino thinks Bubba's Brain is in India still Live Cat Soap: isnt that bridge built yet, yammy doctec: taylor will have to verify recording quality but things look promising principalpoop: talk to homeland defense comrade sidfudd: Ah, el Gato! Yes, dear friend, do see what you can turn up Bob D Caterino: anything extra??? cpfirezine: How about "Frame Me Pretty"? Live Cat Soap: will it have Down Under Danger? one of my faves Atom: what about the let's eat box set? Bubba's Brain: Could be Dangerous... Comrade Otto Yamamoto: No, but I've been known to mosh ah,clem: oh, ok Cat George Tirebiter: THEN WE'DLL DO A MUSHROOM MEMOIR TO GO ALONG Johnny Piano: Does that include "Missing Yolks", Mr. T? Bubba's Brain: India? Na. principalpoop: never moshed but I like to nosh Bob D Caterino: Loved you guys on Improv. getting misty here Hideo: Please find the bubba brain. Is it in the cheese log? llanwydd: and where is mr simril tonight. he's not going to miss this is he? George Tirebiter: YIKES! TAYLOR - WHAT ABOUT DOWN UNDER??? Live Cat Soap: you put EXorcism and By the light of the silvery on Pink Hotel Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Hard to Nosh and Mosh Atom: mosh pis are fun Live Cat Soap: i assumed you have pristine copies of the other mushrooms Merlyn: heh BB. Are you really in Bloomington Indiana? justanothergov'tTweeny: really impressed with what you guys were doing way back in '67, Mr. O. George Tirebiter: NO VIDEO I DON'T THINK, BUT MAYBE Live Cat Soap: i love down under Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I avod the Mosh Piss justanothergov'tTweeny: Pink Hotel has become a favorite. Bambi: hi Yammy Stickman: Thanks Dave. You've just solved my Xmas shopping dilema. Tirebiter for everyone! principalpoop: nosh and mosh, vaudeville right? cpfirezine: Down Under was just Phil A. sidfudd: "Down Under Danger" was an Austin thing, I don't think any other Firesigners were involved - let's ask Mr. Ossman Comrade Otto Yamamoto: that's late @ nite when even Fletcher ios asleep justanothergov'tTweeny: Bubba lives in my old stomping grounds before I moved to TX. George Tirebiter: I THINK WE CAN DO A PETTERDIGITAL PRODUCTION THAN ON PINK HOTEL Bubba's Brain: Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding. Yep, Merlyn Hideo: I ham in a heliocopter over Cambodia in action as we speak! principalpoop: who is Peggy? Johnny Piano: Fletcher's gotta sleep sometime! Bob D Caterino: I am sure we are all going to buy your work of art but more important HOW ARE YOU FEELING? Live Cat Soap: michael packer product, scialli has a cameo Atom: lol George Tirebiter: NO, IT WAS A COMMISSION FOR PHIL FROM ---- ER, SOMEWHERE. BUT IT' DANGER Live Cat Soap: im sure you can, mr. t Dexter Fong: ; cpfirezine: He flops on his side like a crippled minnow Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I used top torture my ex w/that "fletcher" line Atom: not if he is on the south side justanothergov'tTweeny: Love the material, though (Hotel). Mr. Motion: I've been shooting reds and yellows all day, boy am I sleepy! Merlyn: Taylor Jessen, are you here? Stickman: Even Fletcher has to sleep sometime. George Tirebiter: GEORGE IS DOING FINE FOR AN OLD GENT OF HIS AGE - 87 BUT NORMAN CORWIN IS STILL AROUND A 96 Hideo: I fed fish in tank cripple minnows, but they did not eat. Live Cat Soap: good thing they dont shoot back Bubba's Brain: Well, it was a 1992 Digital Workstation it was mastered on, with 1992 densoising software. I should know, I did it. sidfudd: Was anyone videotaping Firesign on LA TV back in the day? We really need the Les Crane Show (1968) and "About a Week" (1971) sidfudd: Mr. Jessen here, yes llanwydd: pink hotel is one of the very few I haven't heard yet Live Cat Soap: corwin will outlive radio Bob D Caterino: David Suskind Stickman: Have you been hanging with Hideo, Mr. Motion? doctec: pink hotel is amazing George Tirebiter: OSSMAN BETTER BE FINE BECAUSE I HAVE APLAY TO DIRECT HERE OPENING IN FEBRUARY AT WICA Johnny Piano: Break out the Pro Tools, Bubba! doctec: would like to have experienced that in its fully realized conception Hideo: What ever happened to Firesign on SNL? Is there tape? Bob D Caterino: Thats good to hear llanwydd: wica? Live Cat Soap: how are the young ossmen? Bubba's Brain: I didn't know you were a Wiccan, George. Stickman: You can't hear it anymore. It's burned down. George Tirebiter: K HOTEL IS MY COMPILATION AND IT NEEDS A REMIX AND SOME LINER NOTES Live Cat Soap: lol hideo Mr. Motion: Stick nope got my nose buried in politics 24/7 cpfirezine: Firesign were never on SNL Bambi: lol Mr. Tirebiter principalpoop: who burned a witch? Bubba's Brain: Actually, it was SoundTools, JP. Sound Designer II with DiNR George Tirebiter: ORSON OSSMAN IS AT THE LONDON FILM ACADEMY IN - LONDON AND DOING GREAT - SCREENWRITING/ACTING Bob D Caterino: Firesign created SNL Johnny Piano: Now it smells like Wiccan kindling Stickman: Politics? How much is that a gram? justanothergov'tTweeny: Nice choice of tracks, Mr. O.... Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Sound software w/a diner? Honey Sanchez: whitch witch? Live Cat Soap: have you always been an old man, george? Bubba's Brain: Would love to do it, Dave. Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Sounds like Mosh "n"Nosh to me George Tirebiter: PRESTON JOINS ME IN 7 KEYS TO BALDPATE AFTER A GREAT JOB LAST YEAR IN 1000 CLOWNS principalpoop: ossman went back to school at his age? ahh super Hideo: Yes I saw them on TV specials many moons ago justanothergov'tTweeny: But _they_ dressed me up like this! Bubba's Brain: And dessert, Yam. George Tirebiter: READ GLT'S BNOOK AND YOU'LL FIND OUT WHY HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN AN OLD MAN Atom: How old is everone in here And is anyone from Minnesota? doctec: 1000 clowns - one of my faves Live Cat Soap: ive never seen the les crane show, just heard of it Merlyn: Which clown was he? #666? Bob D Caterino: one of my favorite films Georgie Live Cat Soap: i look forward to it Mr. Motion: It's about $200 an ounce stick... http://www.issuesandalibis.org/ Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I live in New York. Nearest Desert is in Maine Merlyn: I'm from Minnesota, Atom Bob D Caterino: I am sure the play is better Live Cat Soap: i thought george went back to ancient greece and came back with a grape Merlyn: I'm one of the firesigntheatrelegacy.com webmasters Stickman: I'm old (58) and in LA. Merlyn: Atom, click on the Nino link to see his guesses Bambi: 29 and holding here in Virginia Atom lol George Tirebiter: NO, I HAVE COMPLTELY REWRITTEN BALDPATE Atom: lol i am 27 principalpoop: 38, so there Hideo: I'm sorry but I must go and make a dessert ham for the family now for Thanksfornothinggiving dinner. justanothergov'tTweeny: Me too, Bambi... Mr. Motion: 57 Detroit bad-2d-bone: 49 Merlyn: 49, just shy of the 1/2 century mark Bambi: been in a circular pattern for more than one dance George Tirebiter: GLT- BORN IN 1920 LIKE RAY BRADBURY Bob D Caterino: LA allstars, what was up wit dat??? llanwydd: I saw you in NYC in 1981, George. Tried and failed to get your autograph after the show Atom: on the what? justanothergov'tTweeny: Well, you know life starts at 50, Merl... Live Cat Soap: is ray still alive? Hemlock Stones: dont by shy Merlyn ||||||||| Hideo leaves at 9:41 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..." Comrade Otto Yamamoto: 47 Bambi: wow, takes a week to cook Hideo? principalpoop: ok ok 49 sidfudd: 34 Comrade Otto Yamamoto: except when moshing llanwydd: Town Hall, April 2nd Live Cat Soap: a year younger than my mother, 3 years younger than my father doctec: i'm 52 - now officially playing with a full deck justanothergov'tTweeny: (I'll say that about 60 in 8 years) ;-) Bob D Caterino: ok freezing up Hemlock Stones: i am old enough to know better bad-2d-bone: I remember the poontang of '76 Stickman: George, I saw you at Carnagie Hall. '75 I think. Merlyn: but since I'm a programmer, I always say I'm 20 without revealing the number base I'm using justanothergov'tTweeny: Same as you Doc, only mine are all jokers... Bambi: I don't have to play with a full deck yet...close but not yet justanothergov'tTweeny: lol Merl ah,clem: I'm a couple cards short of a full deck Dexter Fong: DocTec: Don't forget to carry the Joker llanwydd: I saw you play Ben Bland. Hilarious! justanothergov'tTweeny: lol Bambi Live Cat Soap: orson? andrew? Atom: why does it say i am from WI When i am from MN bad-2d-bone: I'm looking for a programmer named Mr R Clem. I think he attended Claremont Men's College sidfudd: And if anyone has the very first Firesign "Radio Free Oz" from forty years ago tomorrow, time to share - I hope it exists somewhere, and isn't just in an expanding ring halfway to Arcturus Merlyn: Hey BB, will Lodestone be able to offer Tirebiter's book(s)? Bob D Caterino: right click and refresh George Merlyn: Nino isn't all that good, Atom, plus he's guessing from your IP address doctec: 52 decimal, 34 hex, 00110100 binary Bob D Caterino: I will be selling the book on my sites Live Cat Soap: kpfk didnt keep it, fudd? Bob D Caterino: through Bear Bambi: it's to protect you from the people who are supposed to protect you Atom ;-) Johnny Piano: Sorry, Merl - BB and I were having a chat outside of the main... principalpoop: the secret rules of military justice George Tirebiter: FIRESIGN FIRST BROADCAST ANNIVERSARY 40 YEARS AGO TOMORRO NIGHT sidfudd: KFPK? Keep something? Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Atom: oh Bubba's Brain: Yes, Merl -- http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/ltmcat.cgi?sku=BEAR002 Johnny Piano: Happy anniversary, sir! George Tirebiter: PHIL AUSTIN REMEMBERED THE UCLA PERFORMANCE WEEKS LATER BUT NOT THE RADIO SHOW Mr. Motion: Wow How time flys eh? ah,clem: wow George, congrats Bob D Caterino: George is stuck in cyber space at the moment he needs to refreash cpfirezine: As you once said - there will always be another anniversary Hemlock Stones: congrats for that Mr Tirebiter, heres your long service medal and gold watch justanothergov'tTweeny: Wow, George. Hard to believe, eh? llanwydd: I was five years old doctec: it doesn't just fly - it rockets! Bambi: woohoo! Awesome George Tirebiter!! That's awesome! justanothergov'tTweeny: BTW, the London show was a gas. Stickman: David. Isn't it time (no pun) to do another Mark Time? ||||||||| tdpdx steals in around 9:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." Bob D Caterino: Heard the Dear friends all five hours or so on wbai radio thanksgiving a while back Merlyn: Catherwood, give George Tirebiter a toast to 40 years ||||||||| Catherwood gets george tirebiter a toast to 40 years. Bambi: Yes, How Time Flys! principalpoop: what is 40? silver? teak? catseyes? George Tirebiter: TO QUOTE - AH RETIREMENT, WHAT A DEAR WORD sidfudd: I was digging around KPFK and I found a nice reel marked "Razzberry Show" - rare show with Phil Austin and friends from 1966. I set it aside to listen to, then came back another night to find that they'd spindled it AND lost it. Bambi: hi tdpdx Johnny Piano: I understand there's a landmark of a birthday coming up in a couple weeks... Stickman: I misss Roxanne Pavement. What a piece of Asphalt! Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I'll have jam on my toast thx Live Cat Soap: how time flys llanwydd: that reminds me, anybody want coffee? Live Cat Soap: my favourite of the solo works tdpdx: i understand there's a birthmark landing at 11pm PST George Tirebiter: SAD ABOUT RAZZBERRY Hemlock Stones: Catherwood give George Tirebiter the Gold Watch ||||||||| Catherwood hands george tirebiter the gold watch. doctec: george: lol - one of my fave lines of tweeny's justanothergov'tTweeny: It's a government job though, and they're had to... justanothergov'tTweeny: hard Atom: So george Can u tell me about this Bong my dad said u guys smoked out of i can't find it on any LP Bob D Caterino: Coffee??? YESSSSSS Mr. Motion: There's an echo in here.. George Tirebiter: ROXANNE, WHAT A BELLYDANCING GREEK SHE WAS! sidfudd: "Razzberry Show" does still exist, fortunately - found it in the collection of a home taper in Malibu Merlyn: 40th anniversary is "ruby" Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Bellydancing Geeks? ZOMG! Bob D Caterino: must be the portrait gallary principalpoop: ask tirebiter for his keys catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to principalpoop and inquires "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?" llanwydd: dear ms pavement bad-2d-bone: Catherwood give george tirebiter a toast that lasts 40 years ||||||||| Catherwood brings george tirebiter a toast that lasts 40 years. George Tirebiter: DO'N REMEMBER SMOKING A BONG WITH THE BOYS SAYS GEORGE llanwydd: I love that album sidfudd: Yes, a toast! Bubba's Brain: Galactic Gumshoe anniversary? principalpoop: ahh ruby bagonyah Merlyn: A group called "Uncle Bonsai" opened for Firesign years ago, and they're still around too: http://www.bainbridgereview.com/portals-code/list.cgi?paper=96&cat=23&id=772305&more= tdpdx: tirebiter, you're toast in this town Atom: that is it principalpoop: that is why you don't remember george, you inhaled Bubba's Brain: Musta been a good bong if you don't remember Dexter Fong: Atom: That was me and OJ smoking the bong Bob D Caterino: catherwood picks bobs nose ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Bob D Caterino and asks "Did you want me?" Stickman: Ruby Starr or Ruby Tuesday? George Tirebiter: AND SWOLLOWED llanwydd: no but something got into your nose backstage apparently Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a toasted almond to toast 40 years of Firesign Theatre! ||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond to toast 40 years of firesign theatre. Mr. Motion: They never come up into the hill.. cpfirezine: Peter never exhaled Atom: Bonsai bong is what he called it Bob D Caterino: ruby roo Merlyn: apparently opened for Firesign at the Seattle Opera House in 1982 or so Mr. Motion: Galatic Gumshoe Ruby rules! tdpdx: which son of charlie chan was bonsai bong? Bubba's Brain: Stick -- a man who knows his ZBS George Tirebiter: THAT WAS BELLE STARR (EG ZACHARIAH) sidfudd: If anyone's awake tomorrow night from 11pm-2am PDT, lift a beer and celebrate the 40th anniversary of four makers of pure magic, knitting a psychedelic American flag from the outside in live on the radio. Skoal! bad-2d-bone: catherwood give george tirebiter a reanimated George Jessel ||||||||| Catherwood hands george tirebiter a reanimated george jessel. Live Cat Soap: they Are the hills Bob D Caterino: Saw the greatest show you guys put on at Carnegie hall and.........my spelling sux Bambi: Ruby Slippers ... perfect for 2006 doctec: pure magic indeed George Tirebiter: THANKSSIDFUDD AND TOOTS TO YOU ALL principalpoop: tchin tchin sidfudd doctec: none of that fake stuff that's all the rage these days Johnny Piano: Catherwood, please bring a round of Polar Pro for everyone ||||||||| Catherwood hands a round of polar pro for everyone. Bob D Caterino: lol the rock western Dexter Fong: Toot Toot back GL Merlyn: Catherwood, look at George Tirebiter and do the time paradox bit from HCYB... ||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:50 PM, on the dot!" tdpdx: catherwood please egg zachariah ||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside tdpdx and asks "Did you want me?" sidfudd: Gotta go. If anyone's got good stuff in the archive, please write! Use the form at firesigntheatrelegacy.com! Do it today Chucko - because there may not be a tomorrow! Bob D Caterino: Great job mr T doctec: eliza has been reincarnated as chatman catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside doctec and asks "Did you need me?" Bubba's Brain: Toot toot. Live Cat Soap: fudd i think i sent you a list of everything i have Dexter Fong: Catherwood: What Year is it ||||||||| Catherwood ignores Dexter Fong principalpoop: night sidfudd doctec: night sid tdpdx: don't mess with my toot toot Bubba's Brain: Night sid Dexter Fong: Another sad victim of Botamnesia Bambi: How Time Flys in 100, 99, 98, 97, 96, 95.... Merlyn: there seem to be some good leads from the "got firesign?" form already principalpoop: a mister senate called Bambi: night sid doctec: the url for that form - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi Hemlock Stones: bye sid Johnny Piano: I'd rather hear from Mr. Sennett Atom: Well Now i know that Merlyn and me both want The firesign to come to Minnesota Honey Sanchez: adios, sid Bubba's Brain: Liked the milk moustaches on the graphic, Merl. Merlyn: bye sid Dexter Fong: The Congress of Wonders called Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I always thought that was "Mr. Sennet" as in Mack principalpoop: or mister roche doctec: sid: did airlee pkg arrive yet? bad-2d-bone: catherwood hand bubba's brain a fish farm ||||||||| Catherwood gets bubba's brain a fish farm. Bambi: cool doc ... will have to check that out after we are no longer streaming Bob D Caterino: I have so many book marks for firesign my computer sticks its tongue out at me whenever I firesign on Merlyn: Hey Atom, half of them were here at Minicon 33 in 1998: http://www.westley.org/pm.html Live Cat Soap: is that nancy's congress, dex? principalpoop: sennet made trucks too? Johnny Piano: What kind of fish you farmin' there, Bubba? Hemlock Stones: Merlyn, KFAI in Minneapolis plays FT albums from time to time in a program called Sound Affects tdpdx: if we upstream enough do we get to spawn? Bubba's Brain: Oh, great, what am I going to do with a fish farm? doctec: this is nice - cni radio now playing how time flys - good choice gang! bad-2d-bone: In the future, dolphins will be payed millions of dollars to play water polo Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, but NO CLowns!! George Tirebiter: BOD D - I SEARCHED AROUND GLT AND DO AND WENT MANY INTERESTING PLACES Bob D Caterino: Spawn is another actor Merlyn: yeah, that's Jerry Stearns on the show just before mine. We split into two parts to get more amoeba votes bad-2d-bone: paid justanothergov'tTweeny: Any fish that swims upstream, now that's a catch... Bubba's Brain: I'm just doin it for the halibut. Dexter Fong: Rinnies scared of em Johnny Piano: Clem is on top of all things Tirebitten tdpdx: Dick Spawn Dexter Fong: So is Ronnie Live Cat Soap: john james plays firesign rarities on his Surrealist show in santa cruz ah,clem: I thought it appropriate Bambi: ah, clem is on a roll! Bob D Caterino: Cool very weardly cool llanwydd: I can't get cni but I have HTF. I'll go put it on and listen with you Live Cat Soap: he gave me a copy of a 68 show. do you have that? principalpoop: kaiser? doctec: dave/george: i always loved that mangled muzak track that plays under many scenes in how time flys - how was that put together? it's brilliant George Tirebiter: THANKS, JOHNNY - IT'S A BIG ONE Bob D Caterino: I was gonna eat that roll Bob D Caterino: ok poop gmta Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I was gonna roll w/that Atom: Has anyone lood fow rare stuff on limewire? Bambi: great idea llanwydd :-) Live Cat Soap: yes doc, its sounds like degrading tape Johnny Piano: George: I know, and I wanted to acknowledge! Stickman: Roll another one. Just like the other one. George Tirebiter: DOCTEC - THTS ONE OF THOSE KEYBOARDS THAT RAN TAPE ROLLS Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Scotch import? doctec: tape rolls? tdpdx: another roll player Johnny Piano: That's Mellotron accompaniment on HTF, isn't it? Bob D Caterino: I still have the panarama from that album, oops aging myself or dating myself. Hmm must get a love life Honey Sanchez: mmmm tape rolls I haven't had any of those in years Mr. Motion: I've got some Road Apple Red here stick... Dexter Fong: Roll Tpes!! doctec: oh - you mean a mellotron! Live Cat Soap: sounds like kerouac on one of his rolls, as the speed wore off Dexter Fong: TYpes doctec: ah - that explains so much tdpdx: is it rolling george? Hemlock Stones: tape rolls are nice with ham and mustard Johnny Piano: Tape rolls, that's what Clem llanwydd: I like the marching band music in the background George Tirebiter: RIGHT, MELLOTRON - GILLMORDID THE SEQUENCING WITH ME I'M SURE justanothergov'tTweeny: That 56k transporter ya got there is pretty impressive, Bambi. Cal tonight? Atom: Well if it helps i have All the Toiler's Johnny Piano: AARGH! Tape rolls, that's what Clem is on... Bob D Caterino: I have tape worms but not tape rolls ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:56 PM, dragging oldiesfan by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" principalpoop: you are using a player piano for a keyboard? bad-2d-bone: oldiesfan is our newest member Bubba's Brain: Better n' tape worms. llanwydd: hi oldies justanothergov'tTweeny: Love the Mellotron. And the Chamberlin, and the Birotron. Unique sounds. Johnny Piano: It's a Mellotron loop that starts out Beatles' "Bungalow Bill" doctec: wow, a custom mellotron rack - cool - it lends this otherworldly quality to the scenes George Tirebiter: THE DAMN THING HAD A KEYBOARD, IT MADE SOUNDS AND IT WAS IN THE STUDIO. USE IT! oldiesfan: aka oldiesfan6479 on some boards Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I tried taping worms once. i'd sooner watch grass grow Dexter Fong: Oldie has a cruch on GLT, a real oldie Bob D Caterino: lol ok Live Cat Soap: by "do" grass, does she mean "smoke grass?" i think that would be dangerous in space principalpoop: lool justanothergov'tTweeny: lol George doctec: absolutely - use it before you lose it i say Bambi: it's amazing what ah,clem can do with 56K, huh? But calls would be took much for sure ... :-( only one phone line tdpdx: <----lost it justanothergov'tTweeny: Hi Oldies Hemlock Stones: watching paint dry is more fun Yamamoto oldiesfan: i know i'm very late arriving, but are there any groat clusters left? Johnny Piano: Ah, Mr. Shearer... tdpdx: ask catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to tdpdx and yells "Stop typing gibberish, tdpdx!" principalpoop: the years in your ears George Tirebiter: TO "DO" GRASS WOULD BE A MISTAKE Live Cat Soap: overthere by the goats Comrade Otto Yamamoto: My cats catch worms now and again Stickman: Greets, Tweeny! doctec: the groats are great! justanothergov'tTweeny: Hmmm, if you had two phone lines, would ISDN be available? bad-2d-bone: I'm watering grass. That's not necessary in Washington state these days, is it? Bob D Caterino: yes and they are still warm Hemlock Stones: Hey Bambi good buddy hows about a CB radio ? come on justanothergov'tTweeny: Not that I know anything about it... oldiesfan: well hand them over! Atom: Is there a Let's eat box set? Live Cat Soap: yes that is shearer justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Stick... tdpdx: a box lunch Bob D Caterino: i am on 56 K and it works for me doctec: i tried doing grass - set the damn lawnmower on fire by accident bad-2d-bone: a bit of flooding up there, I'm told oldiesfan: thanx to admirabbble byrd llanwydd: on a sunday afternoon... Dexter Fong: JP: WHo is Mr. Shearer....Harry Shearer? George Tirebiter: ATOM -MAYBE LET'S EAT BOX- WE HAVE BEEN STUMPED WITH DEAR FIRENDS tdpdx: i'm on willamette green....it's working REAL GOOD Johnny Piano: Correct. Dex! principalpoop: tuesssday afternoon llanwydd: the very same, dex George Tirebiter: HARRY SHEARER HAS A NEW NOVEL OUT TOOO Dexter Fong: JP: HS is here? Bubba's Brain: Its all kentucky blue around here. ||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| sidfudd - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bob D Caterino: I am not talking to Harry Johnny Piano: Saw Shearer's book the other day at Barnes & Noble. Dexter Fong: It's all going so fast.... Live Cat Soap: i look forward to reading it too Hemlock Stones: Harry Shearer is doing a lot of work on the BBC over here at the moment Stickman: And a new movie which opens tomorrow? doctec: yeah, the whole clearance issue is a stymie with df ... what about a 'dear friends too' compilation of segments that either don't need clearance or for which clearance can be easily obtained? Johnny Piano: Dex, Shearer is playing Jim Houseafire on How Time Flys Bambi: even when we have broadband available when we travel up north, we still stream at 56K so everyone can listen on http://www.cniradio.com ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Mudhead inside, makes a note of the time (10:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. llanwydd: that's funny. I saw harry shearer on jeopardy last night ||||||||| Catherwood leads Pico N. Alvarado into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:00 PM, then departs. Atom: It had the space pipe show on it Dexter Fong: JP: Thanks...and ahh I get it (belatedly) tdpdx: george, in my book "Rabid Nun Infects Entire Convent and Other Sentational Stories from a Tabloid Writer" i gave all inspirational credit to Firesign Hemlock Stones: he can be in two places at once llan Bambi: hi Mudhead Atom: D F don't ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Honey Sanchez: hi mud Hemlock Stones: hi mudhead tdpdx:www.rabidnun.com Mudhead: Hello all oldiesfan: well 10:01 Dexter Fong: Bambi: Sneaky plug =)) llanwydd: I'll bet I'm the only one who watches that show Bambi: hi Pico N. Alvarado principalpoop: ahh mud Mudhead: ah so pp tdpdx: did george leave? Bob D Caterino: Harrys first roll was in Abbott and Costello go to Mars Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Oi Mud Johnny Piano: Yo, Mudhead/ justanothergov'tTweeny: Used to be a big Jeopardy fan before I gave up TV. llanwydd: if he left he wouldn't be here Pico N. Alvarado: Hey, Lieutenant! Mudhead: Hiya Jo, what ya know? Bob D Caterino: He was about seven Merlyn: No tdpdx Live Cat Soap: i wonder why proctor has never been on chat? justanothergov'tTweeny: The SNL parodies are wonderful. Johnny Piano: Uh Oh....brain fart doctec: lsmft? tdpdx: catherwood... produce george ||||||||| Catherwood steps over to tdpdx and says "Stop typing gibberish, tdpdx!" Bambi: Dex LOL ... well, for those who are here for the first time, they may realize :-) George Tirebiter: THERE'S NOT MUCH INTEREST IN A DF 2 CD BECAUSE ALL THE GOOD STUFF WE DIDN'T USE IN 1972 IS STILL UNUSEABLE Merlyn: I met Harry Shearer at the comedy festival in Aspen a few years back oldiesfan: is sliverberg still balking on going up pork chop hill? George Tirebiter: LET'S EAT IS LETT COPYRIGHT INFLICTED Dexter Fong: if tdpdx had an easier name it would be easier to respond =) ||||||||| old same place waltzes in at 10:02 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Live Cat Soap: robert silverberg, fine writer ah,clem: that is sad George Bob D Caterino: I loved it all Georgie tdpdx: ok wait, i'll call my mother. oh shit, she's dead principalpoop: nice knocker old same place Mudhead: now theyre fryin bacon Johnny Piano: Uh Oh....brain fart Merlyn: Yeah, too much music that can be played on live radio but not re-sold on CD, etc Atom: OHHH Live Cat Soap: can yu use any of the Hour Hour stuff? Dexter Fong: Bambi: No, please, plug away Comrade Otto Yamamoto: I could use a couple of knockers round my place Live Cat Soap: i gave merl some to put up on the firesign site, stuff that has always inspired me George Tirebiter: GEORGE WILL BE ADDING TO HIS WEBSIT SOON - A HISTORY OF HIS INVOLVEMENT WITH DANGER BACK IN 1941 Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Plugging away Mudhead: Hello Mr Tirebiter sir, may I ask you two questions? Bambi: there are quite a few artists that had that copyprotection infection inflicted upon their works ... sad Bob D Caterino: bambi, dont plug any of my stuff, David needs airtime I am just a schmuk from New Jersey Stickman: That was a Dangerous year indeed. old same place: thanks i all ready have one George Tirebiter: THERES A WHOLE LOT OF HOUR HOUR STILL ON R/R TAPE principalpoop: that counts as one mudhead... Atom: I think that u should put out all your old stuff that never made the cut on a new cd or something George Tirebiter: MUDHEAD?? oldiesfan: does louise count? Hemlock Stones: lol poop tdpdx: george, is it true that you had an affair with flannery o'connor? Dexter Fong: George T: Not sure what youre saying or how you fell about Dear Friends. Yes, you've excerpted but its the totality of those shows that is so wonderful ah,clem: what is the other question Mud? Mudhead: i knows, i knows Bambi: can you post the website address George Tirebiter for those of us who may not have it? llanwydd: beg your pardon, bob. NJ's not a bad place Merlyn: some of that hour hour material from Cat is at http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/hour/ Bob D Caterino: DO i must thank you for the hand written letter you sent to me way back in 78. Framed and a thousand thanks. It made my day. Mudhead: Who is visiting tonite? George Tirebiter: THAT WAS FLATTERY O'CONNER, IDIOT tdpdx: and you soaked it up, soaker principalpoop: sure, call the CD, As Is! Bob D Caterino: Newark New Jersey is a very bad place
Honey Sanchez nods Merlyn: George's website is, of course, http://www.georgetirebiter.com/ justanothergov'tTweeny: LOL George llanwydd: I have to agree, bob oldiesfan: EWR = sewerk airport llanwydd: but how about hackettstown Johnny Piano: I hope there's not a lot of tape baking needed before you can transfer the reels, George George Tirebiter: GLT IS RESIDING AT georgetirebiter.comAND WILL BETHERE SOON doctec: a good while back i put together what for me is a 'best of' adjunct to the 2-album columbia release - there's a cd's worth of stuff that (to me anyway) is eminently usable principalpoop: honey has caught nod disease Stickman: David. Why did it take you so long to release "Radio Laffs?" Bob D Caterino: OOps a bullet flew past my head but I am ok, another hole really wont matter Bambi: thanks Merlyn ... I knew it but you never know who might not know :-) tdpdx: i send all my tapes to pepperidge farm llanwydd: I used to drive a limo to newark airport llanwydd: from hackettstown Mudhead: ah clem, i just started gettin some sound, volume is too low George Tirebiter: BAKING MIGHT BE NEEDED BUT ITS WORSE IN THE 80S. SPLICES ARE A PROBLEM Dexter Fong: Bob D: Keep your powder dry, and you're eye liner fluid Bambi: I grew up at the Jersey Shore and I would have to agree about areas in North Jersey lol Hemlock Stones: did you have to walk back llan ? bad-2d-bone: Did anyone catch Al Franken on Hardball today? Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Hmm looks suspiciously like Mark Twain... principalpoop: buddy hackett told that great joke on johnny carson about pepper oldiesfan: llan, did you pass a sign that read "goldonie avenue, one mile"? Johnny Piano: Yep, the dangerous 80s 3M tapes...aargh Atom: Merlyn some how i want to get your e mail add Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Al framken's hairrballs? Dexter Fong: Bad: No, but I pitched to him Bob D Caterino: Dex used to be on the origanal Uncle Floyd Show. My powder is dry and my eye liners notes are in my book justanothergov'tTweeny: Nope, but llanwydd: I took the old Antelope
Bubba's Brain sings "If I knew you were comin' I'd have baked a tape..." justanothergov'tTweeny: I'll bet it was good B2 doctec: johnny: yes, that 3m crap is horrible for sure. also splicing tape of the day was crap as well. Johnny Piano: LOL Bubba! justanothergov'tTweeny: I'll bet it was reall good B2 oldiesfan: but now...we have the audio vault! Honey Sanchez: splice n dice but wait....there's more George Tirebiter: I HAVE REELS RONROLED SINCE THEN tdpdx: i always admired those tape editors who could get ANYTHING out you wanted out llanwydd: burn a cd, bake a tape Bambi: hi oldiesfan oldiesfan: yo bambi Johnny Piano: Thank goodness for Interloid Crystal! principalpoop: it is not my vault, my lawyer, art holeflapper jr told me it was legal Bambi: hi old same place George Tirebiter: TAYLOR HAS A PRETTY COMPLETE IDEA OF WHAT'S IN MY TAPE ARCHIVES NOW
Bambi smiles Bubba's Brain: ... and fire up the converters.... tdpdx: i wonder if they still make single-edged razor blades? ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| cpfirezine - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Live Cat Soap: i thought you had copies of all your shows, mr. tirebiter Bob D Caterino: I love all the CD's by taylor Atom: So So are u guys working on anything New George Tirebiter: MOOR CLAUBNER, I'LL MISS HIM Stickman: George. You should digitize it all before it's too late. George Tirebiter: CAT- ALL MY SHOWS SINCE WHEN? NOBODY HAS EVERYTHING doctec: stick: taylor is working on that i'm sure tdpdx: uh....it was too late 30 years ago Bob D Caterino: so many are leaving us, making me feel immortal again tdpdx: mr teas? principalpoop: no, look to the future, trigitize it Live Cat Soap: from the mushroom era, hour hour onward. Bob D Caterino: or is that immoral tdpdx: if you please? Merlyn: nobody has everything - where would they put it? George Tirebiter: YES, SLOW BUT SURE, PROJECT BY PROJECT. BOOKS ARE NEXT. 5 FT SHELF Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Immoral oldiesfan: quadritize it Live Cat Soap: that is porbalby true about nobody having everything Bob D Caterino: In a bigger place Live Cat Soap: you guys did millions of radio spots Bubba's Brain: Everywhere, merl. principalpoop: do I hear quintitize? Honey Sanchez: quintisize it! Johnny Piano: Time to invest in a bunch of hard drives! Hemlock Stones: try this address Mr T, they have everything there for sure but we dont quite know what it is tdpdx: george means a 2 foot shelf but this is the internet Hemlock Stones:http://www.engrish.com/index1.php principalpoop: i heard it lol oldiesfan: anyone for sexitize? Stickman: I just digitized 60 reels from the 60's that held up nicely. principalpoop: wrong chat oldiesfan hehe Live Cat Soap: are your eyes good enough to work on books? of course now fonts can be resized at will Johnny Piano: Wrap it up, oldiesfan! Bob D Caterino: Dave have you ever heard of a thing called Pal o mine done way back in the day? Bambi: I tried to zip up the Internet, but I ran out of space LOL oldiesfan: septitize George Tirebiter: DOES PHIL P HAVE A COPY OF EVERYTHING HE'S EVR DONE? Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Stones, I saw that earlier Bob D Caterino: Phil has his lfirst dollar lol Hemlock Stones: good one Yamamoto, Live Cat Soap: wehn i first visited him, i thought so. but that was 11 years ago. now he'd need a new house tdpdx: i've done about 500 TV stories and i have about 10% of them Johnny Piano: Do you have to lie down first, Bambi, before Zipping? oldiesfan: octatize and...novatize? Bubba's Brain: oldies has gone nova! Honey Sanchez: catherwood, pass me some fried crap and starch noodles ||||||||| Catherwood passs Honey Sanchez some fried crap and starch noodles.
Dexter Fong Bambi: well, yeah, if you are zipping the Internet ... sure takes a long time and it has to want to be zipped. ;-) Atom: i JUst have to say Thank you For all the good Time i had with the Firesign Bob D Caterino: At first you save everything but then it all becomes too much thank god for some. I save everything I have done in a nutshell litterally principalpoop: crap or carp? Hemlock Stones: i bought some of the colourful Shits Honey Honey Sanchez: oooooooooooh, nice stones =) Johnny Piano: Honey, pass the groat clusters tdpdx: i had a colorful shit after eating thai one time Comrade Otto Yamamoto: Carp is crap if ya ask me Bob D Caterino: David is the best, most poetic doctec: thai one on? Johnny Piano: tdpdx, that sounds like a personal problem Hemlock Stones: well i am not carping, i like a good crap now and a gain and the noodles are a bonus Live Cat Soap: what does the museum of radio and tv have?
Dexter Fong wonders where that corn came from tdpdx: yes, but it's my job to let the world in Honey Sanchez: catherwood, pass mr piano the groatclusters ||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Honey Sanchez Stickman: Groat clusters? Now you've go me salivating. Be back later. justanothergov'tTweeny: How are the bones mending, Stones? doctec: live cat: they have a building ... ||||||||| Stickman leaves at 10:16 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..." Bubba's Brain: I hate passing groatclusters. Atom: The corn came from Iawo principalpoop: ahh you were installed in the library of congress. How does it feel to be a national monument? George Tirebiter: CAT - THE MUSEUM HAS A LOT - D.O. AND FIRESIGN Live Cat Soap: i remember mr. ossman givnig them some firesign stuff. didnt know what llanwydd: never had groat clusters. I won't want to eat in a minute... Honey Sanchez: lol bubba doctec: monumentally national, i bet Bambi: same here! ah,clem reintroduced me to Firesign Theatre when I was 30 and it's been great ever since. I had only heard Giant Rat on a progressive station in NJ in about '74 before that. ... I was a deprived Teen! ;-) Dexter Fong: I A W O? Hemlock Stones: well i have taught myself to knit ty Tween so things just got better Johnny Piano: Painful, ain't it, Bubba? ||||||||| Catherwood leads LiliLamont in through the front door at 10:17 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Dexter Fong: Must be a sub-development Live Cat Soap: as lnog as it exists somewhere Atom: typo Bambi: hi Lili! Mudhead: Keep that stuff to yourself Stickman :) Hemlock Stones: hi Lili principalpoop: ahh lililamont kiss doctec: hey lili - george is here! oldiesfan: yo lili llanwydd: hey lili! Mudhead: mon cheri justanothergov'tTweeny: Hey Lili! Bob D Caterino: I was about thirteen and now fifty Johnny Piano: Bambi, you poor thing... Live Cat Soap: hey lili. have some tirebiter-flavoured oxygen Honey Sanchez: hello lili Comrade Otto Yamamoto: oi Bambi: good one Stones LOL Johnny Piano: Lili, say HI to Mr. Tirebiter justanothergov'tTweeny: How ya feeling, lady? Dexter Fong: Olla Lili...here take this table by the flickering video tape Bob D Caterino: Lilly XOXOXO when are you bringing the war back home dear gal tdpdx: gasp....gasp George Tirebiter: HI TO LIL FROM GEORGE LiliLamont: Hi, Doc. I noticed. Good to see you here, George.
Bambi smiles Comrade Otto Yamamoto: oxygen? I can get it for ya wholesale! Bob D Caterino: Thats Reme xo oldiesfan: mr tirebiter--do you still have the coveted good guy award from 1956? Mudhead: didnt he finish last LiliLamont: Comrade: Not to worry. I get it from the VA for free! Dexter Fong: Wholeslae or do you mean "Holesale"...that hole in the Ozone where you've been siphoning it off? Bob D Caterino: wow march of 56 I remember that well Live Cat Soap: is it still coveted if its on ebay? principalpoop: what was your second question mudhead? ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'enrique', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... principalpoop: ciao enrique Johnny Piano: Good to know that George survived the Academy Awards Massacre in 1975. George Tirebiter: GEORGE USED TO USE IT AS A DOORSTOP, BUT HE WILL PROBABLY SELL IT AT CHRISTIE'S Bubba's Brain: On a side note -- anyone here received the Lodestone print catalog? You should get one if you've ordered in the last 2 years. I'm beginning to think USPS has lost them. Mudhead: Why cant we shove some more ozone inna hole? Honey Sanchez: hola enrique llanwydd: you know what I'd love to see, dave, is some reprints of the old Young Tom Edison Club newsletter. I used to be a subscriber Live Cat Soap: george is a survivor Bob D Caterino: Hmmm Tirebiter and Catherwood in the same place at once huh? ||||||||| Catherwood ignores Bob D Caterino Johnny Piano: Will watch for catalog, Bubba Bambi: hi enrique Bob D Caterino: I have all mine in a box somewhere Bubba's Brain: Thanks. ||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dovescorpion - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| old same place - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... tdpdx: is that the one where marlon brando showed up dressed as a female native american and killed several actors with bow and arrow? Johnny Piano: I've got all the YTEC newsletters. Live Cat Soap: was it sent out recently, bub? ||||||||| Dexter Fong, spotting Bradshaw, runs into Public Address System. Hemlock Stones: brb justanothergov'tTweeny: Not me Bubba, and I should be on the list. Then again, I moved last Spring. Will send new address. George Tirebiter: YES LLANWYDD - A VOLUME OF YTEC, ROCKET AND OTHER GRAPHIC STUFF Bambi: wow, intense demonic possession ... kinky principalpoop: ok stones Bubba's Brain: Last Thurs , cat Bob D Caterino: and switch Merlyn: By the way Dave, I'm still working on that Mark Time flash game, I'm a bit stuck at the moment, but I have the first two parts done llanwydd: yes indeed Dexter Fong: ToNights "Official Attnedence record is 142 visotrs Johnny Piano: tdpdx, that's the one where Skip Zipper and his sister Kim Kool held everyone captive.
Dexter Fong Bubba's Brain: Tween -- can submit it at http://www.lodestonecatalog.com/printcatalog.html
Dexter Fong tdpdx: oh, i remember that. they made me go to my ATM and give them each five dollars principalpoop: wait until the dems get control of the fcc before having a flashing mark time game M Atom: George Is there a newsletter out now like the Toiler was back then? ||||||||| Dexter Fong has arrived at the appointed hour of 10:21 PM. George Tirebiter: RIGHT JOHNNY - THAT'S WHEN GEORGE WAS SELD HOSTIGE! justanothergov'tTweeny: Will do Bubba Bob D Caterino: Well David, I will plug the book. If you sell a million copies it twas I that got you over the top with the three I sold for ya Dexter Fong: Well, that was skillful tdpdx: catherwood, have you learned to read yet? ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to tdpdx and yells "oh, fuck off tdpdx!" LiliLamont: Speaking for myself, i am so looking forward to January and the passing of the torches. Johnny Piano: Brandishing the double-barrel....and I don't mean Kim. tdpdx: WELL! principalpoop: you constantly amaze me dexter Dexter Fong: Nice tdpdx =) tdpdx: I NEVER!! Bambi: lol Bob oldiesfan: jp, how about dave and ansil collins? George Tirebiter: THANKS BOB- IT LOOKS GOOD AND IT'S A GOOD READ, SO WHAT THE HELL. Live Cat Soap: you mean politiclaly, lili? Bubba's Brain: Passing a torch shouns moe painful than passing groat clusters. doctec: yes, the passing of the torches - now if we could just chase frankenstein out of the white house Dexter Fong: TDP: Everyone has a breaking point justanothergov'tTweeny: You bet Lili. The Dems have no excuses now. Hemlock Stones: Theres still a lot of Fireheads over here in England Mr T LiliLamont: Of course, Cat. tdpdx: pass the nick tosches over here catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to tdpdx and yells "Stop typing gibberish, tdpdx!" Bubba's Brain: sounds Mudhead: hes better than the alternative Bob D Caterino: I will be the judge of that only I was disbarred in october Johnny Piano: Elaborate, please, oldiesfan Honey Sanchez: lol indeed, doc haha Live Cat Soap: its great to see Tirebiter product spring into existence principalpoop: wb stones Hemlock Stones: ty PP justanothergov'tTweeny: How about this for a new bumper sticker: "Pelosi for President 2007" oldiesfan: "double barrel" --dave and ansil collins, 1971 gold George Tirebiter: DEAR HEMLOCK - DID YOU CATCH THAT MY SON ORSON IS IN LONDON? Hemlock Stones: i have that single Oldie Bambi: C a t h e r w o o d is a bit touchy if he perceives he's being made a horse's patootie ;-) Atom: lol Johnny Piano: Dunno that one, Oldies....but then I don't know 'em all oldiesfan: stones, then you...are the magnificent! Hemlock Stones: sorry Mr T was not aware of that but i live in the north of england so we often miss out on things in London Bob D Caterino: When I was a young sprout I was stopped many time and asked who papoon was. I was proud to have that bumpersticker tdpdx: the help these days principalpoop: who did you name your son after george? wells or bean? Mudhead: must be touchy a lot Hemlock Stones: the FT show in London was good and i made the usual illegal recording of it Atom: Is there a newsletter now ? Bob D Caterino: Orson, that old bean. jolly good doing well I hope Live Cat Soap: lol poop tdpdx: hey do any of the firesign guys or the troupe have myspace pages? George Tirebiter: ORSON WELLES - WE DID THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY W.O.W. WITH ROBARDS Bambi: lol Mudhead Bob D Caterino: so cool doctec: george: i love that production - excellent job on that! George Tirebiter: SPLENDID HEMLOCK. THE BUGGERS HAVE NEVFER SENT US ONE principalpoop: cool i like jason and his argonauts too Hemlock Stones: if you have an email link i will send it for you Mr T Live Cat Soap: did you perform in dc, george? George Tirebiter: NO NEWSLETTER , NO MYSPACE I KNOW OF Hemlock Stones: or i can pass it to Merlyn maybe Bubba's Brain: War of Worlds 50th -- http://lodestonecatalog.com/cgi-bin/ltmcat.cgi?sku=OWME021 -- another plug. principalpoop: my grandmother used the phrase dirty buggers, I never had the heart to tell her... LiliLamont: Cat: I've been getting care from the VA, and I found out that after Raygun trashed benefits, followed by G. H. W. Bush, Clinton restored them and went beyond that. Thank grid, because I would have had a $33K hospital bill to deal with from my lung problem of a couple of weeks ago. George Tirebiter: BUT THERE'S PLANET PROCTOR AND AUSTIN'S BLOG Bob D Caterino: well mysace is yourspace Live Cat Soap: the library of congress inductation Merlyn: Hemlock, just send the info to http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi and taylor jessen can handle it Mudhead: Catherwood get Bambi a toasted almond ||||||||| Catherwood gives bambi a toasted almond. Bubba's Brain: everybody's gotta have space Bob D Caterino: Not to mention Bergmans blog page doctec: ... a lung problem that is still ongoing ... :-/ tdpdx: i'll take that as a "no" Atom: Natural Surrealist Party FOR LIFE Mudhead: not everyone Bubba's Brain: Don't mention it. Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give everybody some space ||||||||| Catherwood hands everybody some space. Live Cat Soap: bergman blogs? George Tirebiter: LIBRARY OF CONGRESS WAS COMPLETELY COOL- CEREMONY AND OCCASION - MANY FANS Mudhead: some aliens I know.... oldiesfan: catherwood, what's all this brou-ha-ha? ||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside oldiesfan and says "Stop typing gibberish, oldiesfan!" justanothergov'tTweeny: Plug away Bubba :-) Honey Sanchez: thank you catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..." Bubba's Brain: The final frontier. Bob D Caterino: I told you not to mention that principalpoop: congrats again, quite an honor, wow Bambi: thank you Mudhead :-) doctec: catherwood: say hi to george ||||||||| Catherwood says "hi, george" principalpoop: courage and good luck lili Live Cat Soap: when i was in dc last may, i met the guy who was trying to get you guys inducted Bob D Caterino: I made that up sowwy Live Cat Soap: i told him to contact you. i gather he did Dexter Fong: Catherwood, what time do you get off work? ||||||||| Catherwood brings off work. llanwydd: hate to fade away like that Hemlock Stones: ok ty Merlyn for the link i will send it and the Mark Thomas FT program as soon as i can dig them out principalpoop: brouhaha? hahahahahaha justanothergov'tTweeny: About time the LoC recognized you guys... Live Cat Soap: worked for seattle law firm, only in dc oldiesfan: (slams door) Merlyn: ok thanks, hemlock tdpdx: catherwood, do you make minimum wage? ||||||||| Catherwood gets minimum wage. tdpdx: thought so Hemlock Stones: its the least i can do when i think of all the years pleasure FT have given me and my friends over the years George Tirebiter: RIGHT CAT AND HE WAS VERY EFFECTIVE Dexter Fong: Catherwood, what time is your shift over ||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:29 PM, precisely!" Johnny Piano: I figured C-Wood was working for scale ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Stickman into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:29 PM, then departs. Honey Sanchez: lol tdpdx Bubba's Brain: Someone give Catherwood a raise. ||||||||| Catherwood brings a raise. doctec: catherwood, do you make key lime pie? ||||||||| Catherwood gives key lime pie. principalpoop: hear hear stones Atom: Natural Surrealist Party FOR LIFE Dexter Fong: Well let's go toots Live Cat Soap: glad that all turned out principalpoop: wb stickman Bambi: he's lucky to get that being a script kiddie lol Bubba's Brain: I got a rise out of Catherwood. ||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Bubba's Brain and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Bubba's Brain!" tdpdx: no catherwood a raise for yourself ||||||||| Catherwood ignores tdpdx ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bightrethighrehighre in through the front door at 10:30 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Stickman: hehe Johnny Piano: It's da Wolfman!! ||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| enrique - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bob D Caterino: Wouldn't miss this for the world. George Tirebiter: ONLY HALF A KEY LIME PIE SAYS GEORGE Mudhead: George, thank you for a lot of humor, its been great Johnny Piano: LOL, George! LiliLamont: Thanks, prici. I think I'm going to rest and suck on oxygen. I may or may not be back. doctec: lol Bob D Caterino: lol George oldiesfan: (off-mic) thanx rocky! principalpoop: who got the other half? Bob D Caterino: Nite Lilly tdpdx: 7:30 and past george's bedtime George Tirebiter: GEORGE SAYS YOU'LL LOVE HIS BOOK - ORDER IT NOW oldiesfan: the SFX man justanothergov'tTweeny: I'll take a slice... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Hoopda La Fong inside, makes a note of the time (10:30 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Bightrethighrehighre: oh lah, peeps....!!!! Bambi: hi Big principalpoop: best of luck lili :) night ah,clem: George, did you know the Wolfman well? Atom: How much is it? Bob D Caterino: Bob says I will, I will my friend principalpoop: ahh big Johnny Piano: Bambi got the other half...she's got a fix in. Bambi: night Lili! Wish you wellness very soon! Merlyn: rest up, lili, my wife was in the hospital 2 times in the last month, had her gall bladder removed ||||||||| Pico N. Alvarado sneaks away to The Sitting Room... Bubba's Brain: Hey -- new Planet P just arrived. Live Cat Soap: if the taj mahl is just blinkning into existence again, what happend to all the people inside it? Mudhead: Be good Lili Dexter Fong: Mom???????? Is that you????? Bob D Caterino: gonzuntite Atom: No son that is not me principalpoop: hi hoopa Merlyn: me too BB, new PP Mudhead: what happened to the people under it? George Tirebiter: GEORGE NEVER ENCOUNTERED THE WOLFMAN BUT "JAWS" WAS HIS LANDLORD llanwydd: sdfghjk Bob D Caterino: yep Phil is right on time. Hey Phil Davids air time so can it for now bub Bob D Caterino: Woofman Jack was a hack Johnny Piano: Methinks the Wolfman reference is Wolfman Jack, sir George Tirebiter: CAT - THEREIN LIES A PHENOMENON OF PARALLEL UNIVERSES doctec: something tells me "jaws" was a real stickler for getting the rent paid on time Merlyn: richard kiel? Johnny Piano: Richard Kiel? Dexter Fong: Woofer Man Jack...Yes Friends, I'll put so much bass in your ride, you'll wanta walk principalpoop: i think they are perpindickular Bob D Caterino: Jews, the loan shark tdpdx: ohhhhhhhhooooooooo smokestack tirebiter Atom: I think u should RErun for pres Johnny Piano: I owe Merlyn a Cole. doctec: richard keeled over? Johnny Piano: Ahem....Coke Dexter Fong: Bob: Quite edgy =)) tdpdx: the best idea is to have one foot in each universe and hang on for dear life George Tirebiter: OH! W JACK WAS RECORDING AN LP FOR COLUMBIA - HE WAS MY HERO FROM BEFORE AM GRAF SO I WROTE HIM IN doctec: that lock is shy Bambi: yes, thanks for all the years to George Tirebiter and the rest of the four or five crazy guyz! It's been a real joy to listen to them over and over, over the years ... always something new or re-discovered in them all! Merlyn: nat king? Live Cat Soap: wonderful, mr. tirebiter principalpoop: i was thinking slaw oldiesfan: sorry only two to a customer tdpdx: nat king coke? Stickman: Moicy Moicy! Bob D Caterino: That was not adlibed? Never thought it was lol principalpoop: cool, super cool mr tirebiter Bob D Caterino: Nat King Cole slaw doctec: too much too soon baby Merlyn: tubs of nat king cole slaw Atom: they don't come up in the hills no more tdpdx: wit da frim fram sauce ah,clem: he sure added a nice touch in HTF (the wolfman) llanwydd: nat king kong oldiesfan: offer not good after curfew in sectors r or n Dexter Fong: Nat King Cole on the Slaw Tubs Bubba's Brain: Cole's Law? principalpoop: sigh, they never come up in the mountains Live Cat Soap: firsign on the holy grail. George Tirebiter: MRTIREBITER MIGHT APPEAR AGAIN IN ANYTHYNGE YOU WANT TO ON THE ISLAND HERE, HE WANTS TO CONDUCT 7 KEYS OVERTURE, SO I MIGHT LET HIM oldiesfan: this is u-tv, for u the viewer doctec: shakespierre
Bambi just wanted to get that in early enough so I didn't miss telling George/Dave that before the end of the evening's festivities Honey Sanchez: oooh Bob D Caterino: Where in Half a Key Largo? Live Cat Soap: monty firethon doctec: cat: lol Bubba's Brain: Anythynge you want to do, fine with us. bad-2d-bone:http://video.msn.com/v/us/msnbc.htm?g=5e719dd0-b739-4966-b67d-e68564c1a2aa&f=00&fg=email Dexter Fong: & Keys to BalledPate doctec: promise her anythynge... Dexter Fong: 7 tdpdx: george, which one were you on the jerry lewis telethon this year? doctec: but give her what you will Bambi: yep, never come up into the mountains or the hills princep principalpoop: the island? I am not a number, I am a free man... oldiesfan: pardon me, but i am going to the other side of the record... ||||||||| oldiesfan hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's oldiesfan?! It's 10:37 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" principalpoop: oops yes Bubba's Brain: "Say Anythygne" -- with that scene where the guy holds the boombox over his head playing Firesign... tdpdx: i thought you appeared as norm crosby this year George Tirebiter: AH, BUT I LIVE IN FREELAND Atom: Hay Merlyn how can i get a hold of u? Bob D Caterino: I loved Anything you want to. Shake a spear was smiling doctec: bubba: lol llanwydd: I remember ordering the original Anythynge script from the Young Tom Edison Club back in the 70s. I still have it justanothergov'tTweeny: No I ain't, I'ze expensive. principalpoop: is that near fredonia? doctec: i thought it wasn't free - it was expensive Johnny Piano: You got one of those too, llan?
Bambi smiles at princep Atom: I have that too tdpdx: hail hale fredonia Merlyn: I dunno, I'm pretty ticklish, Atom llanwydd: I got a little thank you note from Dr. Elmo with it George Tirebiter: ATLEAST IT WAS ONCE A SOCIALIST COMMUNE INSTEAD OF A CAPITALIST GOLFCOURSE Hemlock Stones: Mr T, me and Honey have located the Live London Show and also the Mark Thomas presents FT show, should i send them both to you ?? doctec: free as in speech, or free as in beer? Bob D Caterino: TD stop being so Groucho tdpdx: didn't dr.elmo invent the artificial nipple? Bubba's Brain: free beerspeech. Dexter Fong: Seraglio??? tdpdx: i can't help it llanwydd: if he did I never saw it advertised ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Hoopda La Fong - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Lynn - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Comrade Otto Yamamoto - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Pico N. Alvarado - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: Mom!!!!!Comew back!!!!!!!! George Tirebiter: HEMLOCK - I BELIEVE IT YOU SENT THE SHOWS THEY WOULD BE IN THE WRONG DVD FORMAT, NO? doctec: hemlock: coordinate through mr. jessen - use the gotfiresign form to contact him (https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/cgi-bin/gotfiresign.cgi) justanothergov'tTweeny: It usually works out that way, Bubba ;-) Johnny Piano: He reaps in droves Merlyn: a massacre principalpoop: i think we just had a socialist elected to the senate, that is a start Hemlock Stones: no these are audio in MP3 format Mr T George Tirebiter: HEMLOCK - GOOD ADVICE RE JESSEN Bob D Caterino: Did Jack Poet ever pay you the dollar he owes ya Dexter Fong: Mom!!! She's gone (sniff, sniff) Mudhead: I can solve that George tdpdx: your massacre is smeared doctec: as for dvd region incompatibilities, that can be dealt with fairly easily these days :-) Honey Sanchez: only the best from hemlock stones Merlyn: yeah pooper, the guy who was the state rep for years Live Cat Soap: the friesign need a new jack poet principalpoop: they can be perverted, ah contrasted, ahh convicted, ahh converted Dexter Fong: JP: Drive me to the Reaper Merlyn: 2 senate independents, so it's really 49/49/2 George Tirebiter: WE OW JACK MORE THAN HE EVER OWED US doctec: digital locks are easier to pick than physical ones! bad-2d-bone: Tirebiter, I'm still not sure how one retires from the Firesign Theatre. You're in the next world? On your own? Bob D Caterino: Ok, everyone shhhh Poops on Mudhead: This is the Firesign Theater for A.A.R.P. Live Cat Soap: he funded the kmet show? Live Cat Soap: here i first heard the ads Johnny Piano: Dex: Take me to the Falcum doctec: retirebiter? Bob D Caterino: I know he did right by you guys Live Cat Soap: funniest part of the shows, sometimes Honey Sanchez: lol mudhead bad-2d-bone: Al Franken went to bat for senior citizens today George Tirebiter: ONCE DOES NOT RETIRE FROM FIRESIGN. THE DOOR IS LOCKED FROM THE OUTSIDE. justanothergov'tTweeny: LOL Mud Dexter Fong: TDP: Thank you,,it's so...nice you noticed....I've always dependended on the gullibility o stranglers tdpdx: did mudhead just belch? Live Cat Soap: lol\ Bob D Caterino: Once a firesign always........ doctec: george: lol principalpoop: ahh thanks, I thought it was me that could not open that door Bubba's Brain: "When we started, we were in the sixites. Now, we're in the sixties. That's why we beolong to AARP.." Bambi: lol George/Dave bad-2d-bone: Locked? Like caps lock? Locked? What key? tdpdx: rage, rage against.......etc Bob D Caterino: It is not anything it is a way of life Dexter Fong: Ah but George, you're just a prisoner of your own body armor George Tirebiter: PHIL COINED THAT THOUGHT I BELIEVE. TOO BAD AARP WON'T INTERVIEW US Johnny Piano: Bad, the key gets transposed as you get older doctec: dex: as we all are Bob D Caterino: tired now must get ding dongs or coffee Mudhead: both bad-2d-bone: hum a few bars Live Cat Soap: you remind too many of them of their lack of memory Bubba's Brain: Yes, it was Phil -- I, um, borrowed it. justanothergov'tTweeny: They reall should interview you guys. I'll have to write them about that :-) Live Cat Soap: the way my mother and fatrher cut in and out of past, present and fantasy Dexter Fong: Doc: Oh Yeah!! I challenge you to a barbed-wire lumberjack h\joust George Tirebiter: George hates using his caps fingers. Live Cat Soap: its just like a firesign album Bob D Caterino: Anyone that doesnt interview you guys has a fool for an interviewer ah,clem: would like to say thank you, Dave, and to all of the 4 or 5, for the smirks no one else could have ever given us, you have given us all so much bad-2d-bone: catherwood hand george tirebiter a reanimated steve allen at the piano ||||||||| Catherwood hands george tirebiter a reanimated steve allen at the piano. Live Cat Soap: they have been a wonderful education tdpdx: AARP's problem is that they can remember all the FT routines but not what they had for lunch today doctec: i think i may have had a functioning memory at one point, but now i can't recall Bob D Caterino: I used to shoot off caps principalpoop: you could have done a commercial for that big joke, medicare D lol Bubba's Brain: You had your fingers capped? How painful. George Tirebiter: George says Don't mean to shout can't hear yfou. Bambi: lol justanothergov'tTweeny: Ditto Clem :=) justanothergov'tTweeny: lol TD Bob D Caterino: Steve Allen was not as funny as his bro Dayton Bob D Caterino: lol David doctec: ...or *type* you in this case ... principalpoop: what did I have for lunch today? bad-2d-bone: and while we're on the subject, how's the old wazoo? Dexter Fong: Mystery meat Bambi: lunch, what's that? ;-) principalpoop: and a cheese log tdpdx: you got confused and ate your dog George Tirebiter: Loved Steve Allen - he did interviews with FT for a 4 part series as well as WOW, Empire and the ill-fated comedy pilot. Dexter Fong: Not little Urpo!! principalpoop: ahh, that is why I have been barking all night tdpdx: urpo was the sound he made after eating him Bob D Caterino: Well if it werent fot you four or five crazy guys I would never have written two books starting on my third and preforming stand up , "Too thin you like multy talent." lol principalpoop: really? super cool Johnny Piano: Are the Steve Allen FT interviews available anywhere, Dave? Live Cat Soap: in that interview, i think it was austin who said firesign stimulate new areas of the brain Live Cat Soap: expand it Dexter Fong: And licking your privates ....and your non-commisioned officers Live Cat Soap: on tv news today, how meditation alters the brain. Live Cat Soap: austin was right about firesign Bob D Caterino: I watch him all the time. No one knows what he did for television bad-2d-bone: Did any of you ever encounter Groucho? principalpoop: something deep in the brainstem is activated doctec: mediatation Live Cat Soap: your brain has to make more connections tdpdx: mediation llanwydd: I'm sure everyone in LA knew groucho Dexter Fong: Bad: No, but I had an irrascible boss once Bob D Caterino: I met old Groucho when I was playing young Groucho. He dies shortlky after principalpoop: G U R U tdpdx: i am always fighting with those other people in my head...so mediation is best for me Live Cat Soap: that must have been depressing Honey Sanchez: lol tdpdx Bob D Caterino: my spellin again. Thats the part of the brain that is not stimulated yet Dexter Fong: Bob: YOu mustn't blame yourself Bubba's Brain: medication Johnny Piano: I'm not at all happy with the Flash Card section... tdpdx: bob you KILLED him George Tirebiter: Johnny - I'm thinking about a book for Bear Manor with all those interview - Shelley Berman and Phillis were great and Bill Dana too. CPB wouldn't fund it. Bob D Caterino: I , I didnt want to kill, kill I cant say it. principalpoop: do it sir, wow Atom: I have been up for week But i am coming down Bob D Caterino: ahhhh Bill Dana Bob D Caterino: PORGYYYYYYYYYYYYYY Johnny Piano: Excellent, sir - let us know if the book comes to fruition! justanothergov'tTweeny: Nite all. And best to you and yours, George. Long Live the Firesign! Stickman: No one remembers Bill Dana. Jose Jiminez. doctec: always liked berman - so good to see him in curb your enthusiasm and boston legal tdpdx: i found a double album of the first two Shelly Berman albums in a junque store not long ago Bob D Caterino: i AM BUYING IT RTIGHT AFTER THIS IS DONE WITH Dexter Fong: Nigth Tweeny Johnny Piano: See ya, Tweeny Honey Sanchez: nite tween see you next week Bob D Caterino: wow caps lock must be catchy principalpoop: night tween and thanks Bubba's Brain: Nite Tween Stickman: Later Tweenster doctec: inside shelly berman / outside shelly berman Bambi: night Tween! tdpdx: jose jimmenez is now about as unPC as you can get....a jewish amos and andy Bob D Caterino: Tweeny take care tdpdx: and still funny Johnny Piano: Doc: sounds like you have Berman covered Atom: lol doctec: nite tween principalpoop: no jewish writers, or hindu tdpdx: the 3rd berman album was The Edge Bob D Caterino: just two bald writers with glasses George Tirebiter: Shelley was a nightmare interview. Also Freberg's in that group. tdpdx: he sang with U@ tdpdx: U2 Bob D Caterino: Stan is the man doctec: ah, the lovely and talented stan doctec: stan the man doctec: why was berman interview a nightmare? Bob D Caterino: Gene Shepard RIP Bubba's Brain: Freeberg!!! Freeeeberrrrrg! principalpoop: shelly wrote frankenstein I think llanwydd: he sang with me too? tdpdx: i had st. george and the dragonet in a 45 NEW Live Cat Soap: are you friends with freberg, mr tirebiter? he seems to have a parallel career Bob D Caterino: He klkept using the phone doctec: just the fax ma'am George Tirebiter: OK, OK, I'll do the book. Have to transcribble the interviews. tdpdx: catherwood, wake up george ||||||||| Catherwood wakes up george. Bambi: shep and freeberg great entertainment from them as well Bob D Caterino: Berman has a phone tacked to his hand Live Cat Soap: anyting to put more pennies into your pocket, mr tirebiter ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:53 PM, then departs. Johnny Piano: Virtual armtwisting, eh, George? doctec: cool Merlyn: hey E Elayne: Evenin' all! Sorry I'm late, I had a "do" tonight. Live Cat Soap: hey, its our queen principalpoop: hi E doctec: hey elayne Live Cat Soap: the creator of the feast Stickman: Shelly Berman forced me to use the dictionary. tdpdx: catherwood, twist george's arm till he gives in ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past tdpdx llanwydd: hi elayne Bob D Caterino: Elayne, Penny Layne???? hellooooooooo Live Cat Soap: im sure you done well, el Johnny Piano: Hey E, say Hi to George! principalpoop: put them on tape and let your keyboard transcribble Bambi: for sure Cat ... great idea doctec: pen-elayne Elayne: Hey, that's weird, I just got a Lodestone catalog in the mail... : Berman is a story I'll save for the book. Freberg IS the man. I had to tell him thatFT owed it all to him before he'd do the interview.
Elayne blows a kiss to David. Bob D Caterino: thats a lode
doctec gets hungry for a falafal Bambi: Hi Elayne! Atom: U know if u put it out we will Buy it Johnny Piano: Bubba will be glad to know you got the catalog, E Elayne: Was that your doing, Bubba? Thanks! Merlyn: whoops, looks like the bug bit Ossman... Honey Sanchez: hello Elayne Elayne: Tom, how's Lili? doctec: ah, ok thanks george - i figured it had to be an ego thing Bambi: LOL George llanwydd: well don't falafal about it doc tdpdx: ok, i'm rejoining the spousal unit in the living room....(place goodbye joke here) Bubba's Brain: Good to know, E -- I was beginning to think USPS screwed me. principalpoop: i used to be modest, now I am perfect Merlyn: I'd better kill him so he can make a comeback George Tirebiter: Air kiss back to Elayne, thanks to all who have sent congrats. Johnny Piano: Say goodnight, tdpdx principalpoop: night tdpdx, our best to your better half Bambi: night tdpdx
Dexter Fong Stickman: Later, Tp Elayne: Night tdpdx! doctec: lili was here briefly - still on the oxygen concentrator - going into hospital next week for a more invasive operation to get tissue from her left lung to figure out what's causing the problems doctec: so we Atom: Later tp Dexter Fong: Night (unpronounceable) Bob D Caterino: When I was a kid in about 62 I heard a forty five rpm called Pal o mine. It was a firesignish recording. Even Dr Demento doesnt know what it is but i remember it. Pal O mine saves the day in Dracs castle. Anyone? George Tirebiter: I'll have to go soon - any last questions? principalpoop: ouch doc, courage and good luck doctec: so we're basically still in limbo - have been since the week she was in the hospital late october Elayne: Oy, Tom - please let her know our thoughts are ever with her. Atom: Are u going to come out with a new video? Bob D Caterino: David thank you. I can die now lol kidding Dexter Fong: Yes George, what's your favorite color? doctec: thanks e (and all) Merlyn: why does the porridge bird - oh, skip it Elayne: Sorry I wasn't here for most of the questioning, GT, but I'm glad you stopped by and wish you all the best, as ever!! Live Cat Soap: someone should ask mr. tirebiter a question principalpoop: favorite ice cream flavor? Dexter Fong: I did Stickman: So long George. Keep 'em flying! George Tirebiter: Re Lili - Judith has had whooping coucough for 3 months - she went thru that lungoscopy too. OK, but still whooping occasionally. llanwydd: yeah, what is reality? doctec: mr. tirebiter, what makes armenia great? Live Cat Soap: you can do better than that, dex Bob D Caterino: You have been great and thanks for coming Johnny Piano: David, thanks so much for coming tonight - nice to hear from you. Come back soon! Live Cat Soap: all the best to Judith Elayne: Ick, Dave. (Get well soon, Judith!!) principalpoop: favorite album? George Tirebiter: Poop - Hearty Rahzzberry is his fave flavor Bob D Caterino: I hate to ask but why does the porrage bird.............. Hemlock Stones: Yes seconded and thanks on behalf of your many british devotees too Mr T principalpoop: yum yum yum Bob D Caterino: Flavor Fave??? ||||||||| 10:58 PM -- Honey Sanchez left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). Dexter Fong: Cat okay: George, What are the coordinates of The Isles of Langerham ||||||||| Honey Sanchez bounds in at 10:58 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. George Tirebiter: doc - armenians just make great doctors Hemlock Stones: wb Hon Bambi: thanks Dave! it's been great to 'see' you! Sorry to hear about Judith's bout with whooping cough ... bad stuff. Bob D Caterino: the upper chest reigon Bambi: night Honey George Tirebiter: Bob - because it has to doctec: george: well lili went through breast cancer treatments last year (mastectomy/chemo/radiation) - we're hoping this isn't some kind of recurrence. the v.a. docs did a tracheotomy to get some tissue back in october, nothing showed up (including anything that points to a diagnosis) ... Mudhead: if you had another Id say nice knockers Honey Dexter Fong: George: And rug Merchants Honey Sanchez: ty i was having so much fun i fell right over llanwydd: great to see you tonight, dave! I had been looking forward to it. Johnny Piano: Honey, do you still have that vial taped to your leg? principalpoop: how do you thank somebody who has made me smile and laugh and enriched my life for years? ahh, thank you sir! Bambi: wb Honey ah,clem: just outside the isle of pancreas Merlyn: I'll get your new book just as soon as I learn to read Bob D Caterino: No not so much laff but to think, ah yes to think. Live Cat Soap: just read Snow by Turkish nobel prize winner and never thought of the Firesign connection until now Elayne: Prinpoop, for a minute I thought you were channeling Lulu. Did he take you from crayons to perfume? Dexter Fong: GEORGE?DAVID: Thanks for the many years, and congradualations doctec: ... but the tissue sample they took last month was small, so they want to go in and get a larger sample. about the only good thing we can say at this point is her condition hasn't worsened since late october. Honey Sanchez: yes thank you soooooooo very much Sir!!! llanwydd: in his vial he keeps a viper hid ||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| justanothergov'tTweeny - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop swoons doctec: basically though we're still in limbo - docs don't know what has caused her left lung to 'white out' (i.e. not take in oxygen) Live Cat Soap: all our best Bob D Caterino: Hold on, the phone, wow Messages George Tirebiter: Atom - keep an eye out on the ft website - news is there first. Elayne: I may as well thank you as well, David, particularly for that wonderful evening umpteen years ago when you stayed over at Apt. Third-Eye and we listened to Dwarf together. Probably one of the most memorable evenings of my life. Johnny Piano: I figured Tweeny would die from a slow leak... Bob D Caterino: Mr Keaton, Stan and Ollie, wow i am remembering them all Mudhead: before i get beat by the reaper I must disappear, but theres always next week, goodnight Dear Friends ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ah,clem: and an early Happy Birthday, George Elayne: Night Mudhead! Bob D Caterino: Tweeny is nothing but a damp rag Hemlock Stones: its not like Tween to die of natural causes principalpoop: night mud, don't forget to vote Dexter Fong: Night Mud Honey Sanchez: and happy 40th anniversary!!! Bambi: George's new book might just make a great Christmas present for someone :-) Elayne: Yes, from me as well. (DO's birthday very easy to remember, my husband has the same birthday...) ||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "11:01 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Merlyn: A couple of appearances by Ossman and Proctor are on the announce page: http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/announce/ Honey Sanchez: goodnight mudhead
doctec remembers elayne showing doc photos of that visit, back when he first connected with her and the firesign fandomland back in the late '90s Johnny Piano: Just to let everyone in on it - Mr. Ossman hits the big 7-0 on 12/6 Live Cat Soap: great news, merl George Tirebiter: doc - so sorry, poor babe. Yikes! Best wishes and blessings. Bob D Caterino: I will buy it for his birthday then Bambi: night Mudhead doctec: (or was it mid 90s?_ doctec: ) Live Cat Soap: that is daze from now Dexter Fong: Ooh Johnny, you too bad Bubba's Brain: Yes, tis getting late for me as well. Later all. Thanks, David. Bob D Caterino: Have a verry happy birthday my old compardry huh??? doctec: thanks george - good thing we both have twisted senses of humor, it keeps the situation from getting us down Bambi: Happy 40th Anniversary and early Birthday wishes as well Dexter Fong: Aloha Bubba George Tirebiter: d night all . If you're on Whidbey Island next February come and see me live and directing Geo M.Cohan's "7 Keys to Baldpate" Live Cat Soap: this is tirebiter as a young man, 39 years ago, playing an old man Stickman: Night all. Thanks David. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. ||||||||| "Hey Bubba's Brain!" ... Bubba's Brain turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:03 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Bob D Caterino: geeze I would give Shelly a heart attack, no dictionary Merlyn: g'nite George Elayne: Night DO! doctec: thanks george - if we can swing it we'll come out Live Cat Soap: best of luck with that, george doctec: grid willing George Tirebiter: By ya'll!!! Love from George and me too! Johnny Piano: Best wishes, David! principalpoop: thanks again and night George, he's a spy and a girl delighter Dexter Fong: nIGHT david Ossman
Bob D Caterino ) doctec: thanks for stopping by - yippee tie one on! Bambi: Bye George/Dave ... Love from us to you both! ||||||||| Stickman is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 11:03 PM. llanwydd: all the best, dave Bob D Caterino: Lats make the book a best seller. Bob D Caterino: Break a leg Dave doctec: i think i've got to split as well - fading fast Honey Sanchez: goodnight Dave Bambi: poor stickman! right out the window ... did you see that ;-) Johnny Piano: Throwing Sticks...I expect Stones will be next. doctec: nearing double golden slasher time
Honey Sanchez honk honk Dexter Fong: Thrown out the window???????? Can't we all jus' get along?? Bob D Caterino: yes he flew past my wife doctec: got lots to do tomorrow - see y'all on the funway of your choice Elayne: I think I'm going to mosey as well, Daily Show's on and I still need to unwind from my evening. Hope I don't get defenestrated too! Dexter Fong: Night Doc, and my thoughts with Lili principalpoop: be strong doc doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...... llanwydd: nite doc Honey Sanchez: me too! g'nite Elayne Elayne: See some of you on Franksgiving! Keep passing the open Indians! Live Cat Soap: all the best el Honey Sanchez: nite Doc doctec: (& thanks for all the good wishes, i'll pass them along!) Merlyn: Tirebiter has left the building Live Cat Soap: doc principalpoop: good unwinding E doctec: (ttfn. zzzzzzzip) Dexter Fong: Night Elayne ||||||||| doctec runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctec?! It's 11:05 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" Live Cat Soap: the air has left the tire ||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:05 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Johnny Piano: Bite down hard. Bambi: night doc! Best to you and Lili ... fingers/toes/eyes crossed for Lili! Take care. Merlyn: The reaper will get him soon Bob D Caterino: A toast to you and yours. Has to be toast have no booze in the house Hemlock Stones: I have sent the download link for the London Show Merlyn to the address you gave me
Honey Sanchez kisses Dave on the rubber nose and waves adios to all llanwydd: by the way, live cat soap, are you cat ishikawa? Live Cat Soap: who else would i be? Honey Sanchez: nytol llanwydd: I have to ask. its just driving me nuts principalpoop: kiss honey Johnny Piano: Feline Suds Bambi: thanks ah,clem for the great accompaniment for the evenings' festivities! Live Cat Soap: stones principalpoop: that is a short trip llan Merlyn: ok, thanks hemlock Bambi: night all! Been great to see you all!
Dexter Fong notices that Dave is *NOT* practising "safe sex"..rubbewr on the nose indeed!! Bob D Caterino: This cat dosent use soap. Bob D Caterino: P U principalpoop: yes, super job ahhhhh, clem Hemlock Stones: my pleasure Merlyn llanwydd: you might say that princ Hemlock Stones: will send the Mark Thomas program as well ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 11:07 PM, dragging Uncle Meat by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?" Dexter Fong: Night Bambi? Hemlock Stones: just found the Harry Shearer BBC interview too Live Cat Soap: yes i should download that, hemlock Dexter Fong: Uncle Meat, you missed the buffet principalpoop: hi uncle meat Bob D Caterino: stones send them all to me vitogoomba@aol Live Cat Soap: uh, the firesing thing llanwydd: our uncle missed george principalpoop: have a super week keepers of the root! Uncle Meat: Hi Principalpoop Dexter Fong: Thank you Clem for the "Sound track of Our Lives" Bambi: if you have a chance to stop by http://www.cniradio.com on saturday evening we'd love to have you with us on saturday night during the shows Johnny Piano: How's the Jelly, Unk? Bob D Caterino: George is here but writing something down, always thinkin ah,clem: as always, my pleasure folks Live Cat Soap: our would really only include me and ossman here, as the only people who heard that show live in 67 as part of this chat, i think principalpoop: how is aunt potatos? Live Cat Soap: i was seriously pursing the idea of a career in radio at the time Uncle Meat: Jelly stays on my mind Johnny Piano: Marvelous show, Clem. But who are these clowns you're playing now? bad-2d-bone: Maybe George is writing a letter to Groucho in the next world ah,clem: closing with an oohs peice, :) Johnny Piano: And an OUTTAKE to boot! Dexter Fong: And the gravy twins Bob D Caterino: But Cat, radio is for ugly people, I am kidding, I kid ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| tdpdx - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| George Tirebiter - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... llanwydd: I was five years old in 67 Live Cat Soap: just wasnt thinking too seriouslly of starvation as a job prospect Uncle Meat: I saw Firesign in LA in '74 live Hemlock Stones: Bob, heres the first one for the london show, i will need to upload the others first Bambi: LOL Johnny Hemlock Stones: vitogoomba@aol llanwydd: but I also turned 6 that year Dexter Fong: Bob: Because you love, right? principalpoop: take out food? Hemlock Stones: oops sorry bad-2d-bone: I was twelve in 1969 Merlyn: dengue fever got 'im Bob D Caterino: yes I love principalpoop: dengue fever Bob D Caterino: how freakin cool was that Johnny Piano: Well, Bambi, I would have loved to put all 20 songs on the album...but you know how people are. principalpoop: who'd a thunk it? Uncle Meat: Bergman drove off after the show in a Porcshe Hemlock Stones:https://www6.sendthisfile.com/d.jsp?t=a1LVWHN3fhEdFutR0AMwImlW Dexter Fong: "Gimme fever...." Hemlock Stones: there ya go Bob Bob D Caterino: Feva Bob D Caterino: ty a thousand times, tytytytytytytytytytytytytytytytyt principalpoop: feta Uncle Meat: I met Proctor in the Mens room Dexter Fong: Bergman drove off the porch?? Was anyone hurt?? Live Cat Soap: i first appeared on the radio in 65. llanwydd: I saw FST in NYC in 1981 Hemlock Stones: will send the others tomorrow Live Cat Soap: the mensa room? Bob D Caterino: where Bob D Caterino: Town hall? Johnny Piano: UNcle Meat, I hope you didn't shake hands immediately Uncle Meat: No everyone had gone Live Cat Soap: brown shoes dont make it llanwydd: bergman's parents went in the stage door after the show principalpoop: if you had gone already, why were you hanging around the mens room? Uncle Meat: Yes he sang O Blinding Light into my portable cassette recorder llanwydd: yes bob. town hall Johnny Piano: Electric Aunt Jemima, goddess of love Bob D Caterino: LLan at the Town Hall? Uncle Meat: Duty called Bob D Caterino: I was there also llanwydd: are you serious, uncle meat? was that you? Dexter Fong: Pan cake the unbelievers under a flap of pans Bambi: The Oohs are great and happy to be able to hear all we have! :thumbsup: great music Uncle Meat: I was just a flipped out flpa ass hitch hiking around LA Bob D Caterino: That was a great show that night Johnny Piano: Smooches to Bambi. (And a hearty handshake for Clem) principalpoop: don't waffle on the topic fong llanwydd: several of us sang Oh Blinding Light before the show. I was the loudest Dexter Fong: Shoo, the "B" side of of the Ohhs Uncle Meat: And don't sugar coat this
Bambi smiles principalpoop: uncle duty called uncle meat? Bob D Caterino: Yeah and closed with Danger live broadcast Uncle Meat: There was a full moon that night too Johnny Piano: I'm outta here...see you all soon. (OK, Dex, I'll "Shoo"...LOL) ||||||||| "11:15 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Johnny Piano, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the bushes. principalpoop: that usually goes along when duty calls llanwydd: UM, were you actually the one with the tape recorder? Dexter Fong: Whew JP, Bob D Caterino: "Clap twice as fdast so it sounds like more people." Sounds like rain on the roof principalpoop: night JP oops Uncle Meat: Keep up the 88s Johnny Bambi: night Johnny Bob D Caterino: Leroy noodlin at his noodle again
Dexter Fong Qoute: Art Blackey: And you're hands goes there right on the record" Uncle Meat: I had the tape recorder and Proctor had a couple of girls with him Bambi: well, gonna call it a night here too ... have a great week ... hope to see you all Saturday and certainly next week! :-) principalpoop: I hope I am half as active as George when I am his age, hell I wish I was as active as him at my age now Bob D Caterino: whats saturday llanwydd: maybe that wasn't you I'm thinking of UM. I met proctor AFTER the show
principalpoop kiss root Dexter Fong: UM: Is that tape for sale (Nudge, nudge) (Wink, wink) Hemlock Stones: i was never that active PP and now i am his age its too late Dexter Fong: Night BAMBI< STAY WELL Live Cat Soap: i share the sentiment, poop ||||||||| porgie bounds in at 11:18 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Uncle Meat: I couldn't find it if I tried it's been over 30 years Live Cat Soap: i have so much to do but generally lack the energy Bob D Caterino: Had drinks with P and B at the Bottom line show after recording the What this country needs album Hemlock Stones: good night bambi and many thanks to you and clem principalpoop: i think I used to be active, but that could be my imagination Merlyn: You missed Tirebiter, porgie porgie: hey your door knocker fell off Dexter Fong: Bob: Day after Friday...day before Sunday Bambi: thanks Dex Merlyn: or porgie tirebiter Live Cat Soap: ossman has i guess always been active principalpoop: ahh porge you missed you Bob D Caterino: I remember porgie: dwarfs? Bambi: night Stones ... our pleasure .. Clem does all the work on Thursday though ;-) llanwydd: but I do remember someone with a tape recorder in the seat in front of me asking me what album I liked best principalpoop: i know, my last one disappeared mysteriously Uncle Meat: That was probably me, I was talking ALOT Dexter Fong: Ilan: I hope you lied porgie: catherwood roll a few bombers ||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to porgie and says "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?" Hemlock Stones: behind every good clem theres a Bambi Bob D Caterino: well must right a chapter before bedtime. That means edit. lol Bambi: work is not the right word, he said it's fun! ||||||||| 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 yaws ||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... llanwydd: I told the truth. So was it you who sang Oh Blinding Light with us?
Bambi says Thanks Stones (blushing) Dexter Fong: Hem: And a really good illustrator Hemlock Stones: but i catch the other shows too Live Cat Soap: indeed, porgie: catherwood bring me the president ||||||||| Catherwood gets porgie the president. llanwydd: we did it twice, as I remember. very loudly Dexter Fong: Night Bob C. ah,clem: God night, and good bless, see ya next time Dexter Fong: oops D> bad-2d-bone: A recent Phew Survey says 51% think that Joe Lieberman is a shmuck and 49% think he is a putz Hemlock Stones: is that right Dex ? porgie: oh well, catherwood show me the door ||||||||| Catherwood shows porgie the door. Uncle Meat: Yes it was very short and fast, I think P was hepped up on pep pills Bambi: glad you catch the other shows we do too Stones :-) Bob D Caterino: I stuck up for Joe Bambi: nytol! Hemlock Stones: good night Bob D Caterino: A guy said he wasnt chit I said he was Dexter Fong: Hem: Is what right...it's all moving so fast.... Uncle Meat: Nyht Babmbi Live Cat Soap: you rob banks? i thought he owns the banks llanwydd: good night bambi ||||||||| ah,clem leaves at 11:21 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..." Bob D Caterino: I own the banks of toxicity Dexter Fong: Aloha Clem, don't mind the tsunamis Hemlock Stones: is that in New Jersey Bob ? principalpoop: toxicity, is that in poison county? Live Cat Soap: tirebiter didnt say anything about inclement weather llanwydd: I remember there was a young woman in front of me booing and hissing during the show. I can't imagine why she was there Bob D Caterino: Zappa was amazing and lives on in sterio hi fi Live Cat Soap: maybe the storms havent been so bad down there Bob D Caterino: Yeah in teashirt NJ ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "11:23 PM and late as usual, it's Schoolboy, just back from Silver Spring." Hemlock Stones: I saw zapp live twice Bob, once with Captain Beefheart Dexter Fong: Cat: No he didn't... and nothing about Samuel Clemments Bob D Caterino: The woman was there for her hubby not firesign Live Cat Soap: wow, it's fucking Schoolboy! principalpoop: hi schoolboy Live Cat Soap: this is the guy i was tlaking to ossman about, i think Bob D Caterino: school boy dropped in. for regrooving Dexter Fong: Schoolboy, you're late...report to principalpoop's office Live Cat Soap: if he's ever been here before, i'm unaware principalpoop: looking for homeroom smart guy? Live Cat Soap: who so smat Schoolboy: Hi & hoorrah for the 40th anniversary. Dexter Fong: Uh..I'm the homeoroom smart guy Hemlock Stones: Hoorah principalpoop: hip hip llanwydd: bob you just gave me a blast from the past. I suddenly remember the references to t-shirt Bob D Caterino: He is just waiting for the electrician or someone like him Bob D Caterino: I was there also. principalpoop: that is called a flashback llan, stay calm Dexter Fong: But it was dark and noone could see you Bob D Caterino: You can here my Woah all ova that album llanwydd: it stood out in my mind because my grandparents lived in teaneck, nj which was probably what they were referencing Hemlock Stones: Teaneck NJ sounds almost british Bob D Caterino: it could have been the loeb University show llanwydd: I think it's native american principalpoop: loeb? he was a commie right? Dexter Fong: Your grand parents knew the FST< I.an Bob D Caterino: I lived about ten minutes from there Dexter Fong: Ilam Dexter Fong: Ilan Dexter Fong: Three times a charm llanwydd: probably not, dex Bob D Caterino: I thought he was an ear part Hemlock Stones: i did say Almost, llan llanwydd: I was born in hackensack Dexter Fong: Otic? Schoolboy: It is really late Washington DC time principalpoop: ahh, the tennis swing, I know him Bob D Caterino: Newark yukkkkkkkk Bob D Caterino: I now reside in the upstate of SC Dexter Fong: Schoolboy: Roto has been known to stay much later principalpoop: they don't write song like that anymore llan, I was born in hackensack... Merlyn: I mean the name of your internet service provider - they might be based in wisconsin Hemlock Stones: I was born on the wrong side of the tracks Dexter Fong: Roto: Powerful stand-up guy Live Cat Soap: is it you, schoolboy? llanwydd: my grandparents had to put up with the noise of the teterborough air traffic constantly principalpoop: 8 tracks? or casette? Bob D Caterino: I did stand up at Rascals comedy club Hemlock Stones: studio master of course PP Live Cat Soap: i just asked ossman if you'd met and he confirmed principalpoop: ahh platinum Dexter Fong: Ilan: Teeter-Totter now replaced by See-saw Bob D Caterino: I met them all ||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Uncle Meat - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice ||||||||| porgie - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Hemlock Stones: nowadays though i am reduced to MP3 but not as bad as itunes of course llanwydd: don't think I remember rascals but do you remember Dweet's East? Dexter Fong: The tall and the short and the small principalpoop: oh my gosh Schoolboy: Yes it is, but i am used to sawin' big ones this hour of the night.. Live Cat Soap: did i miss schoolbuoy? Bob D Caterino: lol oh man um a nope Live Cat Soap: did you appear here to talk to ossman? Bob D Caterino: I started a show with a man that started it. Uncle Floyd Show Dexter Fong: School: Sometimes after sawing big ones, you have to saw-up small ones Live Cat Soap: i am delighted that turned out. they deserve to be in the library as mcuh as anyone llanwydd: teterborough was a freight airport principalpoop: schoolboy also know as sleep apnea Bob D Caterino: 1974 llanwydd: no passengers Hemlock Stones: i have logged the exchange Dexter Dexter Fong: Uncle Floyd (Meat) was here tonight Bob D Caterino: I used to shop at the apnea principalpoop: he said teterborough hehe Live Cat Soap: did you call ossman when you were in seattle? Schoolboy: I sent Mr. Ossman congratulations on a painting of Thomas "Alpo" Edison inventing the electric can opener. principalpoop: is that in rome? or venice? Live Cat Soap: lol ||||||||| At 11:32 PM, Atom vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! llanwydd: all roads lead to new jersey Bob D Caterino: When in Rome do as the Ossmans do. : Oh well i am out later bozos Dexter Fong: Another Brownian movement Dexter Fong: Night Bob D llanwydd: nite bob! Bob D Caterino: NJ, off route 17 principalpoop: george tirebiter has a son named Kane who is a citizen of london Dexter Fong: What exit?? Bob D Caterino: Nite Ll Hemlock Stones: take care Bob Merlyn: he talked after he left Bob D Caterino: na, that was no name Jackson llanwydd: funny you ask. I lived very near rt 517 Hemlock Stones: it was just an echo Merlyn principalpoop: who did? Schoolboy: Yes, it was in the summer of 2005, We were hungry, only bearly alive. Live Cat Soap: were you involved with the lads at the dc thing, shoolboy? Live Cat Soap: ossman sounded impressed principalpoop: give me weed, wine and reds and show me the road Live Cat Soap: the night they drove oil dixie down Live Cat Soap: show me a sign Live Cat Soap: a firesign Hemlock Stones: i dont know that one PP can you hum the tune please Bob D Caterino: I drove dixie all n ight down Schoolboy: I phoned Ms. Walcutt and asked to come look at Mr. Ossman's library. Most people would be proud of their collection. principalpoop: hummmmmmmmmmmmmm Merlyn: see you next week people Hemlock Stones: gnight Merlyn and thanks again Dexter Fong: Cat: My sign is Texaco: I was born under the sign of the flying red horse principalpoop: night M, thanks again big fella Bob D Caterino: Humble Live Cat Soap: and he was not? llanwydd: nite merlyn! Live Cat Soap: merl Hemlock Stones: yes i remember it now pp Dexter Fong: Night Hem: Bob D Caterino: that he was ||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 11:36 PM. Live Cat Soap: my father was a texaco dealer during korean war llanwydd: ah I remember it well Live Cat Soap: no, just before principalpoop: honey should know it, from her neck of the woods, kinda sorta Live Cat Soap: i remember the imagery well Bob D Caterino: My father was a Korean dealer during the texico war Schoolboy: He has a nice size study.strong in humor irecall. Lots of Steve Allen Live Cat Soap: they used to be cheap principalpoop: my korean was a father during texico dealings Dexter Fong: Night and Thanks for hosting and guideing George through the ether net.com Live Cat Soap: he has generations of 302-40s music. did you see that? llanwydd: what did he charge for a korean, bob? Dexter Fong: afk for refill Live Cat Soap: its a trip into a worlds fair from the past Bob D Caterino: It was the gulf of Texico during the golf wars in Forest Hills NY Schoolboy: It was unbeleivable, as Ms. Walcutt showed me in, Mr. O was actually collaborating with Mr. P on the phone. principalpoop: I got him for 2 bites, big bites Bob D Caterino: Worlds fair in love and war Hemlock Stones: well folks its so late here now its early again llanwydd: expo 67 in war and peace Bob D Caterino: 64 65 worlds fair I was their and bored Hemlock Stones: so i better call it a day principalpoop: night stones, keep healing ||||||||| rfb57 enters at 11:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger. Bob D Caterino: A day Hemlock Stones: so goodnight one and all and stay safe till next week same channel Schoolboy: O & P were discussing edits to The Annotations to Anythynge. Bob D Caterino: nite all Hemlock Stones: thanks for all the fun llanwydd: take care, stones! ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Phil Proctor', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:39 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... principalpoop: off to some nefarious undertaking no doubt, i;ve got your number stones ||||||||| Hemlock Stones says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Hemlock Stones exits at 11:39 PM. Phil Proctor: Did I miss the fun Live Cat Soap: Its Phil principalpoop: ahhh happy 40 llanwydd: is this for real? Live Cat Soap: i dont believe this Live Cat Soap: no, you Are the fun principalpoop: always fun here Phil Proctor: Thank you principalpoop: but yes, mr tirebiter and many have left already Phil Proctor: Trying to take away some of this thunder from George Schoolboy: hello mr. proctor. principalpoop: wow Live Cat Soap: i just asked ossman why you never showed up and here you are ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Hemlock Stones close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 11:40 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room. principalpoop: my lawyer will send you a bill for my socks llanwydd: didn't think stones wanted to miss phil Phil Proctor: Schoolboy, Under age drinking is not permitted here go to the other room Live Cat Soap: its great to have proc and ossman and schoolboy all together on oine Phil Proctor: ha ha are they swollen? Live Cat Soap: line bad-2d-bone: B-B-B-B-Bye. principalpoop: no no lol, you murdered them, knocked them off Live Cat Soap: your first time here, phil? llanwydd: just curious why phil doesn't get the usual red-letter treatment Phil Proctor: I just wanted to Catch Dave but as you can see I missed him Live Cat Soap: as we can see Phil Proctor: Must be the time difference Schoolboy: You're never to old for underage drinking. Live Cat Soap: lol Phil Proctor: I am true blue all the way bad-2d-bone: B-B-B-B-Bye y'all principalpoop: night bone Live Cat Soap: i hear you're coming to vancouver for wedding, phil Phil Proctor: yall, must be a commie Phil Proctor: Yes my daughter is getting hitched bad-2d-bone: Izzat the REAL Phil Proctor? llanwydd: great to see you again, phil. we met once in New York City Live Cat Soap: hope we can get together while you're in my town llanwydd: after the show at Town Hall Live Cat Soap: it is, bad principalpoop: no, we changed the colors around to confuse people, the red-state people are the right wing now Phil Proctor: Met?? was it at the Met principalpoop: ahh congratulations bad-2d-bone: all I see is text\ bad-2d-bone: text Phil Proctor: Well wings are red and hot bad-2d-bone: scrolling llanwydd: well, it could just as well have been the met Live Cat Soap: too bad we didnt meet when i was in la but moving my parents was a full time job Schoolboy: i tried to interest Marc Fisher in the 4oth anniversayr, but he thought the newsworthy event would be the appearance of the signers for registration at he Library of Congress. principalpoop: i don't follow hockey, or soccer Phil Proctor: Did you all get the new Planet Proctor? llanwydd: I don't follow hocker or soccey Live Cat Soap: i dont seem to be on its list anymore, phil bad-2d-bone: brb llanwydd: I haven't gotten it, phil Phil Proctor: Well have to hop along, cassidy. See you all in the funny papers principalpoop: i have you on my favorites list, i heard it was updated earlier llanwydd: I'd like to see it though Live Cat Soap: ok phil Dexter Fong: I'm Brackish Phil Proctor: tonight, I finished it just a while ago Live Cat Soap: neal? neal? Dexter Fong: Hello Phil P, and goodbye also Schoolboy: The Registration got the jump on Fisher as well as me. he covers radio for the Washington Post. principalpoop: in and out, but super to see you, thank you sir for the joy you have given me and others Phil Proctor: ok so long........(Everyone) Phil Proctor: THE LONGER THE BETTER llanwydd: good night, phil! thanks for stopping by Live Cat Soap: as melinda would say principalpoop: that is what she told me Dexter Fong: Jeeze! If Phil had gotten here earlier, he could've met David Live Cat Soap: that was his idea principalpoop: you don't look brackish fong principalpoop: and george tirebiter too Dexter Fong: Poop: My names not Eddie llanwydd: and catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past llanwydd principalpoop: and I'm not bob Dexter Fong: Catherwood, walk right past Ilanwydd ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and says "Did you need me?" llanwydd: and he's not ed Live Cat Soap: i thoguht you were adolph Dexter Fong: But he's wearing the wide-belt and workshirt principalpoop: who is fred then? Live Cat Soap: my father, for one ||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from measles ||||||||| rfb57 - dead from measles ||||||||| Bob D Caterino - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... bad-2d-bone: Phil Proctor, is it true that your webmeister cristofer morley is a rock star? Dexter Fong: Poop: Fred! Who is Fred! He's the Freditor of Fireqine Live Cat Soap: they come, they go llanwydd: who's peggy? Schoolboy: I am sort of surprised the Signers take part in this Thurday event. But it is ridiculously easy to participate. I mean from a technical viewpoint. It is not technical at all. principalpoop: damn, measles all Live Cat Soap: you mean, show up here, shool? principalpoop: are you spelling that wrong? is it the singers? bad-2d-bone: cristofer morley is the only rock star who has no photographic likeness of himself on the entire web principalpoop: or the oops I won't say that Live Cat Soap: realy? bad-2d-bone: although I was able to find CD cover art Dexter Fong: Who the hell was rfb57?.I say if we gotta name chatters with numbers, there;s too many people!!!! Schoolboy: Well i knew Mr Austin would often log in. Live Cat Soap: probly more people turned up tonight than ever before principalpoop: principlepoop659a reporting for duty Live Cat Soap: not often but over the years, a fair number Live Cat Soap: ossman only a few times, bergman too. principalpoop: don't give me that, it was a crowd Live Cat Soap: this is proc's first i think Dexter Fong: School: Right, Phil A. has been here far more often than any of the others Schoolboy: I spell it Signers, short for Firesigners. llanwydd: I remember a friend of mine logged on here pretending to be Austin as a practical joke principalpoop: gotcha schoolboy wow Live Cat Soap: i think austin discovers something of interest and goes with it more intesnely than others principalpoop: but thanks bad-2d-bone: where is Peter Bergman living these days? principalpoop: lol Dexter Fong: Ilan: Was that the guy who suddenly diee? bad-2d-bone: you needn't be too specific Live Cat Soap: or so i figured his showing up here Live Cat Soap: lots of stuff about him in the tirebiter blurb Live Cat Soap: di a couple o seminrs in china of late llanwydd: actually it was The Flounder from bobsbrazerkolounge bad-2d-bone: dead beat soap? Live Cat Soap: seems very much involved llanwydd: he signed in as Phil Austine Live Cat Soap: i dont think that was our phil bad-2d-bone: B-B-B-B-Bye Live Cat Soap: we were blessed tonight Schoolboy: Mr Bergman was studying Chinese to keep his brain challenged ||||||||| "Hey bad-2d-bone!" ... bad-2d-bone turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Live Cat Soap: bbbbbad Live Cat Soap: he is into that, school Dexter Fong: b-b-b=y-y-E-E-E- Bone principalpoop: i had enough trouble with the filipino skits principalpoop: and now chinese? olalala Live Cat Soap: fighting off alzeimers principalpoop: bone is back Dexter Fong: Poop: Hable Esperanto? Schoolboy: Did you see the press release on firesigntheatrelegacy.com that talks about the 40th anniversary? principalpoop: oops bone went Dexter Fong: School, No Live Cat Soap: do you read transcripts of these chats, school? principalpoop: nein fong, but I have picked up about 70 words of danish Live Cat Soap: yes school principalpoop: i tried once cat, impossible for me llanwydd: well, I'll see you all again in about 150 hours from now. Dexter Fong: Poop: GIBBEN SIE MIR EINE CHEESE!!!!! principalpoop: no school Live Cat Soap: no just that its odd that i mention you with ossman and then you show up Schoolboy: Sometimes i will skim through them looking for the red print or maybe a particular word principalpoop: have a super 150 hours llan Dexter Fong: Ilan: Stay well, hopw the snows come late Live Cat Soap: you have been a great ally to the lads principalpoop: jeg har ikke dine cheese fong llanwydd: good night Live Cat Soap: lllan Dexter Fong: School: I *know* what kind of word you're looking for principalpoop: ahh, no clue who you are, but I trust cat, I will thank you also schoolboy Live Cat Soap: just before i met dex, i met school in dc ||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Phil Proctor - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: Poop: EICO EICO CHEESE< Diner principalpoop: those damn fiddlers Dexter Fong: DOn't Crab about it ||||||||| 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.. principalpoop: ahhh, eico, ok zagblatt eller vi se snart dine rov Dexter Fong: What ho Catherwood, wie hast du? ||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and asks "Did you need me?" Schoolboy: Live: what was odd was I was totally unfirsign after i visited Mr. O. Then one day I was visiting loc.gov and saw the announcment of the newly registered recordings. Imagine my surprise to lean that the 3 signers has visited this city the week before.. Dexter Fong: Nivht Beneeden, Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!" principalpoop: don't mind me schoolboy, just a chatfly, similar to barfly, but more annoying Dexter Fong: Night All, and Schoolboy, *please come back* Live Cat Soap: wow school that is a big surprise principalpoop: I will catch the bus too, night all ||||||||| principalpoop says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, principalpoop exits at 12:03 AM. Schoolboy: Hi Live. I didn't recognize you in that get up. Last time Iscan the trancripts you were Cease.. Live Cat Soap: yes i changed just for tonight Live Cat Soap: osman wouldnt know me as cease Live Cat Soap: he has done so much for me already Live Cat Soap: dont want to confuse him Schoolboy: I told a friend about the 40th anniversayr. he thought their first record was 1972. Schoolboy: So i was trying to think of topical references on their first record that would convince him it was 1968 Live Cat Soap: their ealrey albums caught on slowly, thru campus radio and the udnergound of the era Live Cat Soap: biafra, rfk, what? Live Cat Soap: dear friens was the most broadcast friendly and that was 72? Schoolboy: And Tim Leary Live Cat Soap: tiny dr tim Live Cat Soap: capote Live Cat Soap: in cold leather Live Cat Soap: the beatles refs ||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Schoolboy: Yes. Capote visit the prison to get material for his "Nionfiction novel" Live Cat Soap: im so wet with compassion, etc Live Cat Soap: is the need to find timely refs in electricain? Schoolboy: I could not place any Beatles references on the first album. Live Cat Soap: earlier tongiht and last night ah clem played the mushroom plays i sent him Live Cat Soap: i guarnatnee there are Schoolboy: Uh Clem played them for his children , or on the radio? ||||||||| "12:12 AM? 12:12 AM!!" says Catherwood, "revzan should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as revzan enters and sits on the divan. ||||||||| revzan leaves to catch the 12:13 AM train to Seattle. Live Cat Soap: on the first side Schoolboy: The aforesaid Press, Release gives some deails about the first broadcast. Schoolboy: It gives the names of the filmakers played by P, A. and O Live Cat Soap: yes i hope to hear that someday Schoolboy: "The Word is Love" n'est pas? Live Cat Soap: before the internet i had no way of encountering other firefans , particully those with firestuff Live Cat Soap: i encoutner elayne who started this chat and packer who was their archivist on those days Live Cat Soap: and thru them, i met the lads and they appeared in my plays, etc Live Cat Soap: there are no end to miracles Schoolboy: They appeal to lurking collectors for that elusive aircheck, in their Press Release. Schoolboy: Live, when did you start writing audio plays? Live Cat Soap: i suspect all lurkers have emerged by now Live Cat Soap: good question Live Cat Soap: i have always been fooling aorund with taperecorders, since befroe i was born Live Cat Soap: but it was a local sf show that got me writing scripts in 96 Live Cat Soap: right after melinda peterson told me to start writing my own playhs instead of jsut worshipping firresings Schoolboy: Well extrapolation is the sinecurist form of adulteration, er adulation Live Cat Soap: my paretnts taped my heart beat in my mother's womb and played it on the radio in my obscure hometown Live Cat Soap: ad for their ford dealership or something Schoolboy: oh you weren't kidding Live Cat Soap: in 10th grade a local am station asked my high school to supply djs. i volunteered. this was 65 Live Cat Soap: yes my family was into the radio network in saskatchewan in the early 50s Live Cat Soap: theatres, later tv stations Schoolboy: Cool. Live Cat Soap: radio is part of my genetic code Live Cat Soap: how goes it in dc with election results? Schoolboy: Ther is an OTR program here in DC every sunday evening Live Cat Soap: would they play firesign? Schoolboy: Who knows what the Democrats can do. Most of what i hear is sorrow over what Pres. Bush has already perpetrated. Live Cat Soap: vidal says it will take gernerations to undo Live Cat Soap: at least it isnt stil sliding downwards, eh? Schoolboy: The OTR is too mainstream, too nostalgic for Firesign. Alto they paly Bob and Ray some years. And that program is where I discovered Live Cat Soap: what i felt for carter and clinton was at least it wasnt slanting to hell Schoolboy: ...discovered Vic & Sade Live Cat Soap: i dont think i know them Live Cat Soap: sounds familiar Schoolboy: i think a few of the Vic andSade shows are in RealAudio on the website. You could Google Vic and Sade. There were books witten about them & weverything. Live Cat Soap: do you have the mushroom shows? Live Cat Soap: i kinda got the impressoin from ossman tonight that they will be released Live Cat Soap: google is a welcome new portal into collecting stuff Schoolboy: Yes, thanks to you. All but Last Exit to Fresno. You tape recorder must have been blinking that week, Live Cat Soap: i had it and "leant" it to someone who never retureed it Live Cat Soap: the one show i never got was the dead rfk show Schoolboy: Well that means it must exist and will eventually enter the stream of commerce. Live Cat Soap: it was so long ago i dont remember it at all Live Cat Soap: i asked ossman if he had those shows and he seemed kinda annoyed Live Cat Soap: yet when i met him at his library home, i was under the impresion he had all of that stuff Live Cat Soap: this would have been, 95? Schoolboy: Well, if any of the 4 had 'em, he would be the one Live Cat Soap: you would think Live Cat Soap: those are his instints Live Cat Soap: he said tonight that museum of raido has a lot Live Cat Soap: i reember a post to alt.firsign about him giving his archigves to them Live Cat Soap: i really want ot hear all the stuff i missed in those days, and the stuff i heard but long forgot Live Cat Soap: but the should make money from that Schoolboy: i think he donated his archive years ago...lots of Sullen art airchecks and not funny types of programs Live Cat Soap: ah Live Cat Soap: i thoguht it owuld be radio free oz stuff Live Cat Soap: they releasaed exorcism and by the silvery on pink hotel but no other mushrooms Live Cat Soap: i asked abuut that 2nite but no answer Schoolboy: Could be. If it were firesign tapes, it would be worth a safari to the Museum Schoolboy: I can't remeber whether it was the Museum in NY or the one in LA where the 4 signers appeared whenthey were getting ready of Immortality. ||||||||| Catherwood leads Dave & Katie into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mutters something about 12:39 AM, then departs. Live Cat Soap: hello dave and katie Live Cat Soap: it owuld la, shooly Live Cat Soap: they live there Schoolboy: Hello folks. qwelcom to the gravyard shift Live Cat Soap: me? type? Live Cat Soap: is this blind boy and sighted doggy"? Dave & Katie: hi folks, looks like I missed the big guy, but at least I can say I'm in the log for once, I've been really busy with choir and school, finals are next week and i should be writing, but it's my birthday and I wanted a break, so I just thought I would say to whoever is here and those who might read this in future, we are both doing fine, Katie is asleep right now, that's the guide dog btw not a girlfriend or anything like that, smile, I hope everyone is well Live Cat Soap: two two two guys in one Dave & Katie: and yes it blind boy and sighted doggy Live Cat Soap: procotr sbowed up for first time ever Live Cat Soap: ossie here for 2 hours Dave & Katie: although I prefer mine and her names to that thank you very much Live Cat Soap: lol katie Dave & Katie: I know I got the message from a friend who was here tonight, I'm mad that I missed it but I had a very nice dinner, so I'll read the proceedings eventually Live Cat Soap: yeah but your dinner wasnt as good as tlaking to ossman and proctor Live Cat Soap: your priorities were shall we say, uninspired Schoolboy: Well there is always next week. i have been focused for several weeks on this anniversary chat. Dave & Katie: no, that would have been enjoyable to be sure, but since I had planned this dinner, oh well, nothing to be done about it, I send the two men my warmest regards and say that I respect their work very much Live Cat Soap: yes, of course you do. thats why youre here Live Cat Soap: they would have understood Dave & Katie: true I've always been there on Thanksgiving, so this time will be no exception, we'll be there, all 6 legs Live Cat Soap: how is katie? do you have a good time togheter? Schoolboy: Thanksgiving! Allready! Is there a chat going to be on thanksgiving. Or do Cnadians give thanks on some other day? Live Cat Soap: yes, ours is 2nd monday in october Dave & Katie: yes I love my katie, she's cute as hell, I should send a pic of us to Brian so he can put it on the site Live Cat Soap: but i lived in states long ago Live Cat Soap: yes that wold be gtreat, katie Schoolboy: Live, Did you give thanks that you are not Americans? Live Cat Soap: my parents just moved back here. dont even know they're in another coutnry, after 50 yewars in la Live Cat Soap: i had a great time in la in the 50s-60s. cant complian. first heard firesign Dave & Katie: 20 years ago today they were putting my on ventilaters and shoving tubes and needles in me to keep me alive, they would do that for the next 3 months, I was born 3 months early Live Cat Soap: happy life, dave Live Cat Soap: all of us here are better off becaue you're here with us Schoolboy: Yes sir Dave & Katie: awww you're sweet, yeah I'm glad to be here, never thought I'd say that but it's true Schoolboy: So Dave, you must be one of the younger genration we've been hoping for Live Cat Soap: lol xschool Dave & Katie: yes sir, I live in the future which is right around the corner Dave & Katie: but I've been on this chat for what 3 years now? Live Cat Soap: schoooly, even in the day when the firesign were aborning, we needed new ears Live Cat Soap: mine were old then Live Cat Soap: i was here on its first night Dave & Katie: still are cat Live Cat Soap: it was elaynes idea but she could get online Schoolboy: Mine are still a little wet behind themselves. Live Cat Soap: yeah i like bieng stil here and stil capable of being here Live Cat Soap: couldn nt Dave & Katie: I like it too Cat Live Cat Soap: its great you finaly got here, shool Live Cat Soap: are you in touch with ossman? Schoolboy: no, nothing to talk about. But i did send him that card. Dave & Katie: who me? no Live Cat Soap: the guys are really nice, when situations allow them to be Dave & Katie: isn't that the way it is with anyone? Live Cat Soap: not since you visited him? Schoolboy: i think i called him after the Registration. he said he and Preston had a great time exploring the Mall. Live Cat Soap: dave, you are not only younger than me, but you are younger than i can imagine being Dave & Katie: well I'm really really tired it's been a long day, so I'm gonna split but I should be here next week and thought we would stop by Live Cat Soap: nd this was the era of the boriningof the firesign Live Cat Soap: off you trot, katie Dave & Katie: lol schoolboy, I am a schoolboy, in second year at university in Denver studying psychology Dave & Katie: yep off we go to go to bed Live Cat Soap: keep on studying. maybe someone wil figure it out
Dave & Katie says "Katie, forward," and exits stage right, g'night all ||||||||| At 12:58 AM, Dave & Katie vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! Schoolboy: Well even Santa doesn't stay up this late. Nice to meet you Dave. Good to chew the fat , Live. If i am near the internet Thurday, I try to return. Live Cat Soap: hope to see you here again ||||||||| Around 1:00 AM, Schoolboy walks off into the sunset... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| At 1:01 AM, Live Cat Soap scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Catherwood enters with art wholeflaffer close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 1:30 AM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room. art wholeflaffer: is this a 'bot' or am i on the fun way art wholeflaffer: uh - clem art wholeflaffer: dang - i broke de president ||||||||| "Hey art wholeflaffer!" ... art wholeflaffer turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 1:33 AM, I don't have to go yet!"... ||||||||| 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 enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| 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:
George Tirebiter
Phil Proctor
'arney! ah,clem
art wholeflaffer
Atom
bad-2d-bone
Bambi
Bightrethighrehighre
Bob D Caterino
Bubba's Brain
Comrade Otto Yamamoto
cpfirezine
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
doctec
Elayne
Firebroiled
George Tirebiter
Hemlock Stones
Hideo
Honey Sanchez
Johnny Piano
justanothergov'tTweeny
LiliLamont
Live Cat Soap
llanwydd
Lynn
Merlyn
Mr. Motion
Mudhead
old same place
oldiesfan
Pancho Bob Villa
Pico N. Alvarado
porgie
principalpoop
Puck
Road Apple Red
Schoolboy
sidfudd
Stickman
tdpdx
TOR Hershman
Uncle Meat
