||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night." ||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for February 08, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Firebroiled into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:10 AM, then departs. Firebroiled: Hubba, hubba, George! What a suit! Well, it’s nice to see you looking like you’re back on your feet again, George, and ready to play our little game again. ||||||||| 9:10 AM -- Firebroiled left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| Catherwood leads JustAnotherGov'tTweeny into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:11 PM, then departs. ||||||||| It's 8:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| JustAnotherGov'tTweeny - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:28 PM and ah,clem waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| At 8:28 PM, ah,clem runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:32 PM and ah,clem sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| ah,clem is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 8:32 PM. ||||||||| ah,clem steps in at 8:32 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time' ||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 8:34 PM train to Broomfield. ||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 8:34 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ah,clem: ohh, good game, Catherwood please bring me an ale ||||||||| Catherwood brings ah,clem an ale. ah,clem: thanks ah,clem: I'll just stand here on the yellow line talking to myself... ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:52 PM and llanwydd waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. llanwydd: howdy clem ah,clem: hi llan ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 08, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:02 PM, then departs. Bunnyboy: Hop ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:02 PM and late as usual, it's JustAnotherGov'tTweeny, just back from Hellmouth." Bunnyboy: lo guys ||||||||| "9:02 PM? 9:02 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits on the divan. llanwydd: hi bunny llanwydd: hey tween Bunnyboy: Good. We can play bridge. llanwydd: everybody's coming in at once Bunnyboy: ...or poker! llanwydd: howdy mudhead ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from Vancouver." Mudhead: if its a problem, I can come back llanwydd: hi cat cease: hi all llanwydd: the bridge is already built cease: is your class over, bun? ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Dexter Man it's cold Fong', just granted probation at 9:03 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Mudhead: hi cat ||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 9:03 PM. cease: mud cease: lol fong JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: is this thing on? Bunnyboy: Like flaming lemmings. cease: you're supposed to be cold this time of year cease: youre in upstate new york, llan? Bunnyboy: grand canyoooooooooooooon cease: supposed to be serious snow JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The chat isn't allowing input from Firefox 2/Mac OS X ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Dexter Man it's cold Fong', just granted probation at 9:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly. cease: i gather that's a yes, bun? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Sheeeesh ||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dexter Man it's cold Fong exits at 9:05 PM. ||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Elayne: Evenin' all! ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:05 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Man it's cold Fong, just back from Funfun Town." Bunnyboy: No snow here. Almost balmy. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Yjere cease: hi el Bunnyboy: lo El! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All better now JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Cat goes, "jeeze, let's wear this one out" lol Elayne: Keeping warm, Unca Dex? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Dex, L cease: in case anyone else is interested, i reviewed ossman's novel on my blog cease: which all who care know is at www.seemrealland.blogspot.com ah,clem: hi E! JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Yeah, saw that Cat Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hi Bun, Cat, E!, Tween, llan, Mud, and ah....clem? Elayne: As I said in email, Cat, I think it's a fair review. cease: i still hope he sells a LOT of books JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sorry you found it disappointing. Haven't read it yet. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hi Bun, Cat, E!, Tween, llan, Mud, and ah....clem? cease: thakns, el. i hope dave, judith and the other ossmans agreee llanwydd: hey dex! llanwydd: hey elayne! cease: ah clem, it was interesting when austin said here he'd like to make a whole album out of pink hotel cease: i dont dilike this collection at all, i just get really tired of exorcism, compared to the other mushroom plays which i know well ah,clem: yes, Cat Bunnyboy: Dex has the hiccups. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I'd surely like to see that... Bunnyboy: PINK HOTEL? cease: yes bun cease: read the logs Bunnyboy: But the actual Pink Hotel segment is a gem. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Then burn them llanwydd: hey if anybody knows the incantations maybe we could get anna nicole to join us tonight JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Pink Hotel Burns Down is one of the cuts on Pink Hotel - a compilation. Bunnyboy: The flaming logs... cease: i agree bun, and so does austin JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol LL cease: he and doc and probably others were riffing on ideas for expanding it llanwydd: not that she'd have anything interesting to say cease: she was born after the firesign formed. what does that prove? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: She doesn't have to speak...you Dexter Man it's cold Fong: re missing the points cease: let her tits do the talking? Mudhead: just wave a $20 bill, she'll squat and pick it up JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Yeah, but her avatar would be interesting Dexter Man it's cold Fong: It must be ventriloquist week JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: ohhh Mud LOL Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mud: So ANSmith does know squat ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:10 PM and late as usual, it's boney, just back from Riverside." Bunnyboy: I found a fun site yesterday - www.notstarring.com JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Here at the Firesign Gentleman's Club Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Boney? You been down by de ribberside? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: And speaking of.... lol cease: reminds me of my favourite novel, The Black Obelisk cease: set in germany during hyper inflated 20s Elayne: Hi Boney! llanwydd: I know it's a tragedy but it says something sad about american culture that she's on every cable news station at once when she never did anything important boney: Riverside ska... Voodoo Glow Skulls, the Skeletones... Rodney Bingenheimer probably remembers them cease: features a hooker who can remove nails with assorted orifaces Bunnyboy: It's a user-submitted database of actors and movies that might have gotten together...but didn't. Bunnyboy: Due to neglect, firings, walkouts, etc. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I want to know who Britney Spears is dating this week... JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Jeeze Cat lol Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: There's a very interesting show at the Metropolitan Museum entitled Gloom and Glitter,,,portraits from Weimar Republic Germany ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:12 PM, dragging Principalpoop by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" cease: i read a great short story about reagan starring in Casablanca Principalpoop: Ockbah cease: sounds interesting, dex cease: hi poop llanwydd: hey princep! JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey P, you're just in time to stuff some dollars in ladies' garters Elayne: Hey Prinpoop. Principalpoop: Ockbah! Bunnyboy: yup, Reagan and Raft were 2 candidates for Rick. And Sam was gonna be a skoit! They were considering casting Ella Fitzgerald or Lena Horne. cease: i just checked robert stone's memory of the 60s out of the library yesterday Principalpoop: garters? you go the old fashioned girlie shows cease: today, it's reviewed in new issue of ny review of books JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Here's to the start of a great war... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: I know man....it's all Anna nicole....we need to be talking about the crazy astonaut women llanwydd: my tv broke down monday so I bought this little 13 inch set and I have to strain my eyes to do this chat cease: whenever my issue comes in, i also look enviously at the list of art shows in ny llanwydd: unless I sit up really close but I would rather recline on my sofa Principalpoop: Ockbah llan Bunnyboy: Anguish is a 3 syllable word, if it's mental. llanwydd: I'll get the big tv fixed in a couple of weeks I hope Mudhead: so set it on yur chest cease: i'm gonna see a collection of photos of vancouver in the 50s in our city's main gallery. a long way down from ny Bunnyboy: "I have mental ang-oo-ish!" JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I'll take a bet that gets turned into a movie of the week. "The Femme Astro Fatal" Principalpoop: cheaper to buy a new one llan llanwydd: that's an idea muddy JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: My big TV is a 17" Dell monitor JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: back in a bit... boney: I've added info about Riverside ska to my blogroll. http://www.well.com/user/silly/blogroll.html I wonder if Phil Austin remembers Rodney Bingenheimer Principalpoop: grow hair on her palms? ah,clem: mine too Yweeny Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Getting too many phonecalls ah,clem: Tweeny cease: i used to live near riverside drive in van nuys Principalpoop: how cold is it fong? Bunnyboy: MAYOR OF THE SUNSET STRIP. Wotta trip. Mudhead: Bambi is missing Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Boney: Who could forget Rodney Bingen...meister? ah,clem: looks better than the 25" crt (tv mode) ah,clem: Bambi is on the road here from NJ Bunnyboy: Heimer. Like NY. Heimertown, said Jesse. Principalpoop: he lived next door to the chickenflickers? Elayne: Better NJ than upstate NY. SEVEN FEET OF SNOW?? ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:18 PM and late as usual, it's H. STONES, just back from Hellmouth." JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Did you listen to Uncle John's Band, Cat? Bunnyboy: lo Stones boney: Rodney Bingenheimer was the subject of a fairly interesting bio pic titled The Mayor of Sunset Boulevard Elayne: Hey Stones! Principalpoop: ahh stones Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Rodney Heimertown...I remeber him...He used to play on the Pimps softball team Mudhead: well, get her a toasted almond from me ah,clem when shes not drivin Bunnyboy: Sounds like a condition. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sounds like Bambi left just in time. H. STONES: Hi folks boney: no not an infomercial for the Water Pic Bunnyboy: Clack clack. Principalpoop: wait, I saw that movie llanwydd: I'm in upstate ny and we got about an inch ||||||||| 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 Mr. Motion plummets into the garden at 9:18 PM. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hemlock JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Stones. Your weather isn't exactly hunk dory either, is it? Bunnyboy: SUNSET STRIP JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Varoom... Principalpoop: that was clarence snake ah,clem: she is in VA by now, was passing DC about 2 hours ago, be here soon Mr. Motion: Braaaaa Motion is here people have no fear! cease: i almost remember the lyrics to that ||||||||| "9:19 PM? 9:19 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bob D Caterino should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bob D Caterino enters and sits on the divan. llanwydd: it's the master of amazination! cease: come to take something something home cease: good old dead Elayne: Evenin' Bob! llanwydd: hey bob! cease: hi D Principalpoop: she's on the howeward trail... JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Evenin' Bob Principalpoop: hi bob H. STONES: i promise you its a joke tween, a couple of snowflakes in the UK and its the end of civilisation as we know it Principalpoop: Ockbah! JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: good and dead lol ah,clem: good evening, Mr. Stones Mr. Motion: I'se back and I'se beautiful... well I'se back anyway! Bunnyboy: lo Moto, Bob. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Clarence Snake played for the Rodneytown Playa H. STONES: Hi Clem Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hey Bob D cease: i watched Scanner Darkly the other day JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Stones - sounds like Phoenix in a rainstorm H. STONES: couldnt you turn the brightness up cease ? cease: the addictive drug in the flick/book is called D Bob D Caterino: Hey gang, talked to Phil P and he got pissed because he is out of town but said maybe next week, we shal see Bunnyboy: Put it right heyar...in de bag! Mr. Motion: Ah Clem about your choice... WHY???? Principalpoop: ahh it ain't the meat, its mister motion cease: wouldnt the rainstorm put the phoenix out? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sure hope so, Bob :-) JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Mr.M Mr. Motion: Hey PP cease: you mean philip p will come here? ah,clem: a warm up movie, more fun to come cease: he gets pissed when he's in town too JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Cat is undoubtedly asking the same question Bunnyboy: I picked up an interesting curio CD. GOOD FOR WHAT AILS YOU - MUSIC OF THE MEDICINE SHOWS 1926-1937. cease: havent you found the cds i sent you, clem? Bob D Caterino: He is in Moui? but maybe, yes Principalpoop: hes got pissed and woke up out of town? a dennys in tijuana? I have done that Bunnyboy: I was reviewing the Grammy nominations, and this one is up for Best Archival Recording. llanwydd: I get the sound of calliopes in my mind's ear, bb JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Procman does travel a bit. Sorry to hear about his daughter injuring her collarbone. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Poop: Me too! But it's that tatoo of a pancakes I didn't like Principalpoop: collarbone? you are contagious stones... ah,clem: have played all the mushroom plays recently, Cat cease: i get the image of thomas edison hollering on wax Bob D Caterino: I thought it was his wifey JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Not Melissa? cease: proc's daughter injured? Bunnyboy: llan: It's actually filed under Blues Compilations. Kinda rootsy and bluegrassy. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: He was hollering Wax On! H. STONES: i didnt know that fractures were catching PP but what do i know ? cease: no, the proc berg stuff i sent you. the Heat stuff, as well as Down Under Danger ||||||||| doctec tiptoes in around 9:23 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: His last newsletter mentioned Melissa falling down and getting injured, I though. Might have got it wrong. H. STONES: hi doc Bob D Caterino: Who knows, I got pissed when he got pissed and we were both a couple of pissers and I really didn't read the last email. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hey Doc JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The Doctor is IN Principalpoop: how do I know what you know? that is metaphysically impossible... cease: bambi said you lost them on your desk somewhere Mr. Motion: Hey DT llanwydd: hello sucker, er...er...seeker Bob D Caterino: heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy whats up Doc? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: What the news with Lili JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Stones Bunnyboy: cat: They Might Be Giants did a track at the Edison Lab a few years back, called I CAN HEAR YOU. doctec: i'm at an inn? Principalpoop: Ockbah doc llanwydd: hey doc! Elayne: Oh, hi Doc! (Sorry, watching Scrubs) cease: they would, bun H. STONES: its been a really bad week for culture over here cease: better than being at an out ah,clem: have played that as well, but will put it on my list again Bob D Caterino: yeah there is a seeker born every minute doctec: grey's anatomy here, e... Bunnyboy: The 2 Johns and a tuba player gathered around the funnel, and scratched some wax. Principalpoop: that be fun bun cease: hi stones Bob D Caterino: I am watching CSI JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The Hashfire Inn, of course Bunnyboy: hiya doc doctec: it's been a bad 15 or so years for culture in general! Mudhead: +Im watching Top Gear JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: And they are watching back... cease: and a sucker reborn every pretend minute H. STONES: this week in particular over here though DT Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: LOL Bob D Caterino: I was friends with the Caruso Brothers many years back. ah,clem: got snow, stones? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Enrico and Mario? doctec: sorry to hear that stones... H. STONES: just a bit of sleet clem Mudhead: they opened a music store? Principalpoop: tom and tim carouso? they played for the slackers too I think Bob D Caterino: Some of us age well and some don't well I won't say which ones of us. heh heh heh ah,clem: saw London, what a mess Bob D Caterino: Na, Joe, John and David Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bab D: Don't worry...all is well Principalpoop: days of cheese and wine doctec: the ones that age best are the ones that manage to keep an open mind as life experience seeks to close it H. STONES: BBC radio 3, the quality music channel has removed all the fringe and experimental music and they are even closing the mesage boards so that the public cannot discuss or debate any more Bob D Caterino: The hairs in the back of my head regrouped out of my ears and nose doctec: stones: that's horrible news! sory to hear (or not hear, as the case may be) cease: why is that, stones? blair doesnt like it? Principalpoop: quite so mister stones, no place for the riffraff in polite internet society doctec: lack of interest? llanwydd: I'm interested to know if Stones has ever heard of Anna Nicole Smith cease: they do that, dont they, bob Bunnyboy:www.notstarring.com has some lovely GODFATHER passed castings. H. STONES: Then yesterday, AOL closed the Singing Fish search engine, the best one on the net for interesting and non commercial music doctec: llan: with any luck, the answer to that will be "no" Bob D Caterino: don't they tho Bunnyboy: Also-ran Vitos: Orson Welles, Ernest Borgnine and.....Danny Thomas! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: But has Stones heard about the wacky austonaut and the 900 mile diapers H. STONES: yes i heard of her llan, married an 89 year old and seems to have had an unhappy time of it Principalpoop: fritos llanwydd: I'm only learning in the past couple of hours how unimportant she was Bunnyboy: Rod Steiger campaigned...to play Michael!
doctec as danny thomas spits out his vodka tonic at the news Bunnyboy: brb Bob D Caterino: What about the passing of Anne Nicole, Wow llanwydd: yes anna died tonight and is getting more attention than she deserves Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: Danny...what has happened to your nose? H. STONES: yes heard that too Dexter, i think i ought to remind you that we have Radio and TV over here and i work with BBC people so surprising as it might seem, i tend to be hip to events Elayne: How do we know the wacky astronaut wasn't driving to Hollywood FL next to confront Anna Nicole Smith? I mean, nobody's talking, are they? doctec: dex: lol doctec: e: good point! (& lol) Bob D Caterino: Maybe she is just looking for the attention and well, I wont go there llanwydd: LOL Elayne Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Holmes: You were hip before it was hep to be hip Mr. Motion: HS It's time for radio three to explode! doctec: hup! H. STONES: we can but hope so Mr M Principalpoop: maybe it was lesbian sex involved hehe hehe Bunnyboy: Python chat next door.
doctec found his stash of underground comix - oxo wow mom! llanwydd: they were showing her being interviewed on Larry King about how she gained weight because she was depressed Bob D Caterino: mmmmmmmmmmm lesbians llanwydd: wonder if I could get attention by doing the same thing Bunnyboy: cat, you'll appreciate this: I finally watched Eddie Izzard's GLORIOUS. Principalpoop: hehe hehe hehe llanwydd: not that I would Principalpoop: Ockbah! doctec: next door? H. STONES: calm down Bob, you dont want to get Poop excited do you Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Funniest observation I heard about the wacky space chick was: "She wore diapers so she wouldn't have to stop...she must have a great car...900 miles on a tank of gas Principalpoop: i have seen some of his stuff, he is funny Bunnyboy: doc: They were right there next to your roachclips, where you left them, right? ||||||||| doctec sneaks away to The Sitting Room... Mudhead: im sure she did the math ||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Bunnyboy, and leaves. ||||||||| doctec has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:31 PM. ||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Dexter Man it's cold Fong, and leaves. llanwydd: I'll bet she did the meth ||||||||| Principalpoop sneaks away to The Kennels... Bob D Caterino: wow must have been real heavy to change after nine hundred miles Mudhead: doctec hows lili /? ||||||||| Principalpoop has arrived at the appointed hour of 9:32 PM. doctec: actually bb, they were in a box i lost track of - must've been the cannabis, couldn't remember Principalpoop: woof ||||||||| Bunnyboy walks in and says "It's 9:32 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?" doctec: lili is sacked out on the couch at the moment Bob D Caterino: shhhhhhhhhhhhh poops on doctec: but if i turn off grey's anatomy, she'll wake up :-) Mudhead: huggle her from me l8r cease: i gather her upward trajectory continues, doc? Principalpoop: no no, that is ralph spoilsport Bunnyboy: doc: You have Lili in sacks, on the couch? YOU'RE UNDER ARREST! cease: its definitely not ralph williams ||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:33 PM Bob D Caterino: Say hi for me because were bringing the war back home, hit it...... Bunnyboy: Wait...it was mental an-goo-ish, wasn't it? H. STONES: you seem restless tonight Dexter Mr. Motion: Whatever happened to spot? doctec: cat: yeah for the most part - she still has a long way to go on many fronts, but at least breathing has ceased to be such a major issue Principalpoop: fong came in through the bathroom window cease: thats important llanwydd: what's this about mental ang-ooish? you mentioned that before Principalpoop: super news doc doctec: btw cat and speaking of cannabis, volcano made it onto gizmodo ... http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/gadgets/the-ultimate-stoner-gadget-handson-the-volcano-herb-vaporizer-232962.php Bob D Caterino: Spot? he is not for sale, oops thats Storm
Dexter Man it's cold Fong hit's Poop with maxwell's Silver Hammer Bob D Caterino: Was Fong protected and by what? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Stones: More difficult to hit a moving target Principalpoop: no sugar tonight in my coffee ||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 9:35 PM train to Virginia. doctec: oh and cat: i finally got the word re vid tapes: they will play in mark's daughter hannah's video camcorder H. STONES: point taken Dex ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... ||||||||| Bunnyboy, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Auditorium. ||||||||| doctec, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Auditorium. ||||||||| Catherwood says "9:35 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Bob D Caterino: Hey Elayne llanwydd: everyone knew her as nancy ||||||||| doctec walks in and says "It's 9:36 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?" llanwydd: she was named after a town in france
Dexter Man it's cold Fong thinks it's nice to see the other roooms get some trafficx Principalpoop: get those kids out of the auditorium, they are not supposed to be in there ||||||||| Bunnyboy climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:36 PM Mr. Motion: Got to get me one of those! doctec: single file, no talking!!!!! Bob D Caterino: Nancy? ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:37 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Principalpoop: bettyjo? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: I gotta whizz! Bunnyboy: And no talking DURING a nuclear holocaust! Mr. Motion: No volcano Principalpoop: ahhh Nancy Elayne: Aaaand I'm back. I can finally type into this keyboard again... cease: yeah good article doc llanwydd: just as cold up here doctec: there's a new robert & aline crumb comic in this week's new yorker btw Elayne: Okay, so: FIVE HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS? What's wrong with these people? A piece of paper will do just fine. Principalpoop: Ockbahhh llanwydd: in fact I oredered a pizza a little while ago and had to reheat it after it got here Principalpoop: brrrr llan cease: maybe it's just hedonism, but i'm very fond of mine, el Principalpoop: I bid 551 Bob D Caterino: Llan, thats silly, you know they never come up into the hills llanwydd: what is Okhbaaah. I'm going to go out of my mind if I don't know what it its Bunnyboy: Quelle est 550.00? Mr. Motion: It's warmed up here it probably won't drop below 5 or 10 below tonight! Bob D Caterino: Is that like Akmid? Principalpoop: a meme, it caught my brain, no meaning, that I am aware of.. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: 75 in Austin yesterday (sorry) Principalpoop: Akmid? Principalpoop: Akmid works fine too Mr. Motion: Achmed? Bob D Caterino: Yeah 69 here in SC and the weather was warm here too Bunnyboy: I was laughing at the sticker price for the Variant Jae Lee Sketch Cover of the new DARK TOWER comic. ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS! Get a room, geek! cease: i'm meming of white christmas Principalpoop: shouldn't it be 98.6 in Austin? cease: unless he's dead. then his temperature would fall llanwydd: that should be in the nieman marcus catalogue, bb Bob D Caterino: Dont they realize it is a comic book not a first eddition Shake a spear Bob D Caterino: edition JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: it''s good to have you back again... Bunnyboy: Patton Oswalt has a wonderful riff on comic geeks (of which he and fellow comedian Brian Posehn are numbered) in THE COMEDIANS OF COMEDY. Bunnyboy: He compares comic geeks to junkies. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: he's no fun, he's only 75 degrees Dexter Man it's cold Fong: afk for refill llanwydd: nieman marcus would sell separate pages for $1000 each Principalpoop: nieman marcus, the artiste? Bob D Caterino: I used to collect baseball cards and was awesome at the insode money making of the whole game JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Oswalt's pretty funny. Like his stuff... Elayne: Y'all are trying to taunt me now that I have a side job involving comic geeks, aren't ya? :) llanwydd: the department store for the rich and stupid Bob D Caterino: bought a million bucks worth of cards and some them all. I made a killing wel into the hundreds of dollars Principalpoop: taunt? never, we are mocking you Bob D Caterino: sold not some JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Bob Bunnyboy: Why, no, Ms. Elayyyyyne...
Bunnyboy chortle into his piggy fist cease: taunt you? never, el. i'm delighted for you Elayne: In any case, I don't think the sketch cover variant is that rare. And it's pretty easy to get Jae's autograph. But dang, he looks like he's around 12 or something.
Principalpoop guffaws Bob D Caterino: Elayne, never Elayne: Jae was one of the folks signing Marvel's 9-11 benefit comic along with Robin and others. llanwydd: I saw a model train in the nieman marcus cataloge. It ran on a solid gold track and had freight cars carrying diamonds, rubies and other gems and the whole thing cost $100,000 JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Simply marvelous... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: refilled Principalpoop: i should have kept my collection, instead of trading it for, well, I admit it, drugs JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: SuperShrub to the rescue! Bunnyboy: There are a ton of artists and writers coming to this year's Emerald City Comicon, including Terry Moore. doctec: hey e, have a question re a rare comic book ... hang on, let me get it Principalpoop: wb fong JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Wherever evil-dooers lurk, SuperShrub with send your kids! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: thanks Prince Bunnyboy: He must have more time on his hands, now that STRANGERS IN PARADISE is winding down. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Tween: Well said Dexter Man it's cold Fong: =) Elayne: Bunnyboy, Laura's trying to get me out there to go to it.:) Bob D Caterino: my abbott and costello comic books are well worth the buck I sold them for, bought for fifteen cents Elayne: Only if ComicMix pays my way... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:47 PM, dragging Bubba's Brain by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" Bunnyboy: Poop: It's a lateral trade. Drugs for drugs. Fantasy for fallacy. llanwydd: hey, other bb! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I vouch for that Fireheqad Elayne: Yo Bubba! JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Bubba... a bit chilly in Hoosierland, from what I hear Bunnyboy: lo Bub! cease: hi bub. Bubba's Brain: Hey, all Principalpoop: yes bb, I had already ready them, they could not alter my consciousness again llanwydd: I have a small collection of "Tales From the Crypt", "Vault of Horror", etc Principalpoop: hello BB Bubba's Brain: Yes, tween. Sub-zero tonight JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Bring in the pets weather cease: you sell more product than that, bub doctec: e: dang it, can't find it right now! will email you about it later. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bubba: I commiserate Principalpoop: brrrr, our snow is melting Bob D Caterino: elayne, the human price guide Bubba's Brain: than what? cat? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Bob llanwydd: my part of NY state escaped the snow llanwydd: so far cease: for now, llan boney: Here's a photo of Rodney Bingenheimer posing with Andy Warhol. That part of it isn't Photoshopped. http://www.sito.org/cgi-bin/gridcosm/gridcosm?level=2259 doctec: hey bb - how are things going? Elayne: Not a problem, Tom. If I don't know the answer I assume Robin will. Bunnyboy: Well, that's it. We gotta cheerlead Phil Austin into getting the guys to complete PINK HOTEL. Principalpoop: so far, our house is very very very very very nice house Bubba's Brain: okay, doc. cease: indeed, bun Bunnyboy: Is that BB or Bb? I'm great! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Boney: Wasn't Rodney one of the original members of the Velvet Undergroud Bob D Caterino: Elayne, are you Batman? Bob D Caterino: With two cats in the yard? cease: but he repeats the lads need to be dragged into doing stuff for bread llanwydd: pink hotel isn't complete? Principalpoop: that is him, I saw that movie JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: _that's_ what I call a collage... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Two Catwomen in the yard cease: a lot of very's poop Principalpoop: yes, life used to be so hard ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn gets out at 9:51 PM. Elayne: No, Bob, nobody's ever asked where I get those wonderful toys. But have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: They don't have the full set cease: i'm no woman Mr. Motion: Hey Merl Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mucho Gusto Merlyn llanwydd: hey Merl! cease: merl Principalpoop: yes, it is quite nice cat Principalpoop: hello M Merlyn: windy, eh dex? cease: finsh reagan mystery? Bubba's Brain: hey, Merl Bob D Caterino: But Principal, Everything is easy cause of you. Elayne: Hi Merlyn! Mr. Motion: Elayne were you ever stung by a dead bee? Bunnyboy: I found out today that Orson Welles wanted to direct and star in a movie version of BATMAN, back in the 40's. cease: i hope to have one of those one of these days boney: Mayor of the Sunset Strip http://imdb.com/title/tt0230512/ Principalpoop: and I will never have that recipe againnnnnnnnn Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mr. Motion: Have you ever heard the song of the mocking bird Bunnyboy: And his casting thought for the Joker: James Cagney. Wow! llanwydd: citizen wayne Mr. Motion: Ah yep! Bob D Caterino: Pp, been their done that. And it did melt in the dark doctec: lili and i saw the bingenheimer documentary - we rented it one night last year Bob D Caterino: there boney: Hi Elayne! Your blog is now one of my Technorati Favorites Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: =)) Merlyn: llol llan Principalpoop: no no, someone left it out in the rain Bunnyboy: Fizzies are back. www.fizzies.com doctec: it's pretty amazing and a little creepy Mudhead: but did it melt in your hand? Elayne: No, Mr. Motion, but I almost got arrested in Buchsrest for writing "do be a do be" on a piece of paper when I was a teenager. Does that count? Bob D Caterino: I remember fizzies ah,clem: ... Elayne: (argh... Bucharest... sorry, my finger doesn't type the "a" key right) Principalpoop: melts in your mouth, not your hand hehe doctec: egads - fizzies - brings back memories Merlyn: so now they work without plutonium? Mr. Motion: Don't know E I'll have to ask Walter? Bunnyboy: Plutonium is not a staple. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: They even work without pajapams Bob D Caterino: How about smoke a doobie not another gang member Principalpoop: dooby dooby dooo, strangers in the night, exchanging glances Dexter Man it's cold Fong: or pajamas doctec: fizzies: instant fake soda cease: my ability to put fingers on keys varies Bunnyboy: "The workers will not work without their daily plutonium ration!" Mr. Motion: Almost forgot the theatre trailer is ready along with the new poster. http://wthemovie.com I'm in it but don't blink or you'll miss me! Principalpoop: ahhh fizzies, we put them directly in our mouths, like criminals... it was forbidden... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bunny: Quite right..this is not some kind of pajama game Bob D Caterino: I do impressions, wanna hear some just ask, I will do anyone, wow that didn't sound cool. Mudhead: Im callin it a night, see ya soon dear friends boney:http://www.technorati.com/profile/n800doodle ||||||||| Mudhead scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 9:56 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" doctec: nite mudhead ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Tweeny'sEvilTwin close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary. Principalpoop: me too bob, judy judy judy Bunnyboy: This is my 2nd time listening to BY THE LIGHT OF THE SILVERY. I didn't care much for it the first time. It grows on me. cease: mud Bunnyboy: nite Richard! Principalpoop: be well mud Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night Mud cease: hes played it more than twice this year, bun Bob D Caterino: Bunny, who is singing it? Fred and Ethyl ah,clem: like a fungus, Bunny Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bunny: Silvery is one of Firesigns most Goonish scripts Principalpoop: the fungus among us Bob D Caterino: Never heard it. Bunnyboy: cat: It's the first time I've heard it on CNI. The first time was a few months ago, on my very own Lodestone copy. *INSERT PINK HOTEL PLUG HERE* Bob D Caterino: Or have I??? boney: Here you are, Elayne. http://www.technorati.com/faves/n800doodle cease: tis a big favourite around here, bun Bubba's Brain: Thanks for the plug. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Have you what?? cease: goonish. Bunnyboy: Speaking of Fred and Ethel, I read a great anecdote today. Elayne: Cool, Boney, I'm "sorted by freshness"! llanwydd: do tell bb ||||||||| 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 Tween'sAngels gets out at 9:59 PM. Elayne: Evenin' Tween! Tween'sAngels: is this thing on? Principalpoop: thumpa thump tween Bunnyboy: When William Frawley died, Vivian Vance declared: "Champagne for Everyone!" boney: I read the RSS of my Technorati Faves in Google Reader Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Tween's kinda like an Amoeba tonight cease: lol bun cease: yu read ossman novel, merl? ||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| JustAnotherGov'tTweeny - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bob D Caterino: two canibals are eating by the river. One says I really hate my mother in law. The other says "Do what I do, just eat the potatoes Merlyn: not yet cat llanwydd: that seems rather callous Principalpoop: demonic amoeba Tween'sAngels: good one, Bob ;-)
Dexter Man it's cold Fong gives Bob D a budda bing ||||||||| At 10:00 PM, H. STONES vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! Bob D Caterino: Oh she hated being married to that old bastardo cease: you may wish to read my review til you fnish book Bunnyboy: Viv and Bill couldn't stand each other. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| "10:01 PM? 10:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "H. Stones should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as H. Stones enters and sits in the comfy chair. doctec: that cease: i would love to read review by someone who didnt know ossman's firesign work Principalpoop: wb stones llanwydd: one cannibal says to the other, "Am I late for dinner?" and the other one says "Yeah, everyone's eaten H. Stones: ty Poop doctec: that's why they played such an effective married couple i guess... Tween'sAngels: Quite the revolving door we have this evening... Principalpoop: one cannibal says to the other, did that clown taste funny to you? Bob D Caterino: well she thought of herself as a sexy woman which she was not and he wore his pants up to his manboobs Tween'sAngels: Yum yum H. Stones: sounds like a Vista Firewall Tween Tween'sAngels: OS X Vista... I shudder at the thought Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Anyone hear from Kend^ Tween'sAngels: Not recently Bob D Caterino: You mentiond a music group before, either they are giants or they are not, now, which is it? Principalpoop: i may go look for my win98 disks doctec: smart obit for vista & ms ... http://www.informationarbitrage.com/2007/02/microsoft_revis.html H. Stones: i might know Bob Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Or you might not H. Stones: true doctec: dex: doc headphones called me on my cell last weekend! Bunnyboy: Imagine Shirley MacLaine as Joe Gideon's wife in ALL THAT JAZZ. Too bad they couldn't agree on the money stuff. H. Stones: but i know why Oysters dont give to charity Dexter Man it's cold Fong: But Bob's you uncle boney: brb Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: And.....? ||||||||| At 10:04 PM, boney vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! doctec: he's dumping comcast, not sure when he'll be online again - looking into getting dsl Bob D Caterino: Your not the boss of me now Principalpoop: why not stones? doctec: he's working his ass off too - not much time for anything extracurricular Tween'sAngels: Think I may have computer issues this evening. Maybe back later... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob D: Yassuh ||||||||| Tween'sAngels departs at 10:05 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Bob D Caterino: and your not so big Principalpoop: good luck tween Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Thanks Doc Bunnyboy: Life Is Unfair. doctec: welcome to the suck H. Stones: becaus Poop, they are Shelfish cease: and death is fairer? Bob D Caterino: Wat that a song before the show or written for the show? Principalpoop: slowly I turn stones Bob D Caterino: Merl, thanks for that pic post Principalpoop: step by step Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Slowly I turned, stoned Merlyn: ok bob Dexter Man it's cold Fong: very slowly Bunnyboy: Time to feed the family. May BBL. Bub-bye! H. Stones: sorry about that Poop, something must have come over me Elayne: Must go for the evening. Next week, all! Bob D Caterino: I remember that show, I watched way too much television doctec: leave no stoner unturned ||||||||| 10:06 PM -- Elayne left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). llanwydd: a termite walks into a bar and says "Where is the bar tender?" doctec: nite bunny Dexter Man it's cold Fong: maybe turning in this direction is not a good idea Bunnyboy: nite El! Principalpoop: night E, Ockbah! doctec: nite e cease: el Dexter Man it's cold Fong: slowly I turned in the other direction Bob D Caterino: Elayne, stay healthy and have a great night Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Wait a minute! I not moving....OI llanwydd: what the hell is Ockhbahhh? please tell me or I'll go nuts Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I'm paralized Bubba's Brain: hrd 2 typ hldng wifs hnd ||||||||| 10:08 PM -- Bunnyboy left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). Bob D Caterino: lol a mushroom walks into a bar. The battender says "We dont serve your kind here, The mushroom says "Why Im a fungi Principalpoop: i told you already llan, a funny word, like yowzah and plebney doctec: ockbah winfrey? cease: bun Principalpoop: ahh the wife got BB hehe Bob D Caterino: Yeah, hart to type holding um so, hows the comic book business Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night (apparently) a few people Principalpoop: early bus llanwydd: a bar walks into a guy. would be interesting if it had a punchline ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Tweeny'sEvilTwin - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bob D Caterino: Hey Llan, remember the organ leroy remark at the Town hall show. Organ Leroy was noodling at his noodle again Merlyn: uh-oh, I have a cold Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Both Cols Dexter Man it's cold Fong: cold...double play Principalpoop: cough cough doctec: a man walks into a nightclub with a beautiful arm on his girl Bob D Caterino: A bar walks into a guy, he says Oh my nose. cease: it's called Winter llanwydd: I see cease: and the arm says Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Doc: On her or offer? Bob D Caterino: At forth and drucker he ...... doctec: off her, your honor llanwydd: LOL bob Principalpoop: Would I? Pegleg! Bob D Caterino: Ill go to alska and Il ask her Bob D Caterino: jeeze I can't spell to save my life. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: What did Dela wear boys? Principalpoop: Lettuce pray. doctec: spell "syzygy" or we'll kill you. oh, wait... Bob D Caterino: lol Principalpoop: I am fine, Hawaii? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Lettuce spray...a liquid division of US Plus Bob D Caterino: syzgy Bob D Caterino: damn it I even got that wrong doctec: ...and here i thought i gave it away! Principalpoop: sysygy damn, let me get my affairs in order, shirley then jane then doctec: good thing this gun is loaded with blanks Dexter Man it's cold Fong: That's right folks, we're giving it away llanwydd: a husband and wife are sitting together in the living room. the husband says. "I don't ever want to be in a vegetative state depending on a machine. If that ever happens, pull the plug". So his wife reaches over and unplugs the TV doctec: stop calling me shirley! cease: mel? Bob D Caterino: lol cease: he's not usually loaded Bob D Caterino: Im a lock smith and Im a lock smith Principalpoop: he dribbled before he shot Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Now type exercise two H. Stones: my dog is a locksmith Bob Principalpoop: you have a dog stones? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: My dog is a Scottish Loch Smythe Bob D Caterino: Who are you and how did you get in here H. Stones: yes, hes a rare breed, a Locksmith cease: is it a monster? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Listen to me...I am your Proctor H. Stones: no doctec: we call him "nessie doctec: " llanwydd: Q: how do you introduce a hamburger? A: Meet Patty Principalpoop: you are late ahh, clem, a bus left with many already doctec: hello, ball... Bubba's Brain: asdfsdasd Bob D Caterino: I have a jack russel who thinks she s a jane russel. but life goes on bra H. Stones: i would rather have my Locksmith Principalpoop: obladi ophrabra Dexter Man it's cold Fong: dsadsfdsa ah,clem: or the bus was early... Principalpoop: hehe BB hehe you said asdfasdf hehe doctec: zxcvcxz Principalpoop: yes, the bus was early Bob D Caterino: Ok, the small dog lays between my wife and I. I wake up to find this small dog as hard as a rock. I tried to punch it to see if it is alive or not Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: I had me one of them Nipsy Russells but she was busted by animal control for DUI Bob D Caterino: Then I keep rubbing it and it still doesnt move. My wife wakes up and says, thats not the dog Principalpoop: ahhh a whizzz llanwydd: I wonder if Nipsey and Mark Russell were related Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: LOL You gonna be here all wek? An how's the veal Bob D Caterino: Did your nipsy bark out a lot of poetry doctec: separated at birth? Bubba's Brain: Still here. doctec: i'll tip the waitress ... i swear i will! Principalpoop: bob was vaccinated with a phonograph needle, he has not stopped talking Bubba's Brain: she's no fun, she fell right over Bob D Caterino: THAT DAMN MIKE JACKSON IS RUNING THE BEATLES Dexter Man it's cold Fong: My Nipsey is never Tipsy, I do believe he might be Gypsy cease: hey bub, sold any tireibiter novels? Principalpoop: pick her up, dust her off, and start all over again Bubba's Brain: a few. Bob D Caterino: If I stop talking I will die cease: i reviewed it on my blog. maybe someone will be inspired to buy it. maybe not Principalpoop: a gypsey nipsey, those are rare, you could trade it for a palestian palomino cease: you will do both eventually, bob Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Move to the lighted microphone Bob llanwydd: I die every night Bubba's Brain: I'll take a look. doctec: any palomino is a friend of mine cease: ahclem has come thruough Principalpoop: frigate matilda Bob D Caterino: Pal o mine I see you got my vire cease: that was seemless Bob D Caterino: wow that is a very old reference that no one will ever know Principalpoop: so sew me llanwydd: pantomime horse? Bob D Caterino: Wont you come frig in the riggin with me? doctec: pantomime goose! Bob D Caterino: oh we swung from the bunks and bungged another cabion boy llanwydd: do you like gooses? Principalpoop: neigh neigh llan Bubba's Brain: Stop that! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Hoist your canvas mate. plenty of time for that when we make port Bob D Caterino: wont you come frig old matilda with me Bob D Caterino: Dex, get that cold hook out of there Principalpoop: yes stop that Bob D Caterino: Dex, we make our own port? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All hooks pre-heated by Body Warmth Principalpoop: ie 7 brainfarted Bubba's Brain: We make it in a storm.... Bob D Caterino: Un drang Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Yes, Port..no more of that faux Shiraz llanwydd: any port in the storm Bubba's Brain: Faux Shiraz Shiraz, whatever will be, will be.... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Any Gail in a port llanwydd: port and cigars in the war room Bob D Caterino: Starboard is the front and the port is in the ise box Principalpoop: riders on the storm, into this horse we're born, la didi dada doctec: oh porter... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Doris? Is that you? Hey There........ llanwydd: in da isa box? H. Stones: ok friends its late and i am knackered so i will call it a day i think Bubba's Brain: He's the porter boy for.... doctec: fading fast guys, and have to get up early tomorrow - lili's got an early appt, i have to get her going earlier than she's used to. check y'all later!!!!! Bob D Caterino: I didnt watch flicka when it was on the tele and I wont head to a movie theatre to see it either. doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....................... Principalpoop: kay sera sera Merlyn: bye doc ||||||||| doctec departs at 10:26 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Bob D Caterino: Well you keep rolling Stones H. Stones: thanks for the fun as usual and special thanks to clem o course Bubba's Brain: nite stones. Principalpoop: best of luck Doc, ciaooo Bubba's Brain: nite doc Dexter Man it's cold Fong: He meant ISA BOX...Capital letters by UPPER Case Principalpoop: stones to night night night H. Stones: have a good week all and try to stay warm Bubba's Brain: Meeee tooooooo. ||||||||| At 10:27 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bubba's Brain!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... llanwydd: nite stones! Principalpoop: hehe horny pipe hehe Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night Doc and Keep on getting better lILI cease: stones H. Stones: good night all Dexter Man it's cold Fong: nIGHT bUBBA cease: doc Principalpoop: have fun BB, night Dexter Man it's cold Fong: COol cease: bub ||||||||| H. Stones rushes off, saying "10:28 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Bob D Caterino: I think you are all imposters tonight/ What is the secret password? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Nioght Stones ah,clem: they are fading fast, and early... Principalpoop: Ockbah! Principalpoop: it is the cold maybe Bob D Caterino: Oh you are really the gang Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob the scet pass word is , okay? llanwydd: Oshkosh! ah,clem: could be Dexter Man it's cold Fong: afk cease: you still here, merl? Principalpoop: he told us, the secret password is ;What' Merlyn: yeah, multitasking Principalpoop: get the orcs M ah,clem: I'll never be tricked into telling it, it's a secret cease: you see the firesign ref in ny review of pynchon novel? cease: i thought i mentoiined it before llanwydd: no one is likely to say the password so we'll have to change it Bob D Caterino: I was watching some of the podcasts of Firesign on XM and my wife said "Their not doing anything." I said "Oh yes they are, there being the firesign theatre Merlyn: I haven't seen your review, did you link it? cease: good point, bob Principalpoop: last I saw was a resto review cease: my review of ossman? yes i mentinoed link earlier tonight cease: its latest blog post. though will review freakomics next Bob D Caterino: I am going to stop talking for a while cease: no the new one is ossmans book Merlyn: of phynchon, cat Merlyn: pynchon Bob D Caterino: But I wont stop typing heh heh heh Merlyn: inchon cease: i was talking about the ny review of books review of new pynchon Principalpoop: ahhh your page has been updated since I last visitated Bob D Caterino: post the page again pleaseeee cease: i just thought firesign fans should know. i sent it to austin. Principalpoop: no, don't bob, stay alive Bob D Caterino: I cant breed Principalpoop: feel the earth move under your feet bob Bob D Caterino: Wow I am strutting Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Throw a towel over it Bob D Caterino: i will do some pushups cease: there doesnt seem to be a group i can post to about firesign news Principalpoop: i str str strutter too Merlyn: which book, cat? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: How about The Institute of Foreign Study cease: latest pynchon novel Bob D Caterino: Wikipedia cease: supposed to be a brick Bob D Caterino: Is that Monty Pynchon? Principalpoop: is it any good? wait, don't spoil it cease: brick a pedia? wick a pedia? Merlyn: 'against the day'? cease: crying 49 tear drops Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Sieze the Carp llanwydd: monty pathos Principalpoop: i could not read that online, the colors and font olalala cease: havnet read it, but it gets compared to firesign in ny reveiw Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Make Gefulte Fish Bob D Caterino: Thomas R. Pynchon ? Bob D Caterino: V? Principalpoop: mrs pynchon, from that tv show? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Nein "W" Bob D Caterino: never heard of him Merlyn:http://www.nybooks.com/articles/19771 cease: good work, merl Merlyn: Yeah, I noticed that when I got a google news email on it cease: ive read all his books. i'll read this one too Merlyn: [Pynchon's] jokes are as funny as any to be found in High Lit, now or ever, with a lunatic free-associative glee that links him to the Marx Brothers (a very young Groucho appears fleetingly), the L.A. comedy troupe called The Firesign Theater, and the creators of the children's cartoon Rocky and Bullwinkle. Bob D Caterino: Mr Grant? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Mr? Mr? cease: ive read many reviews by him in nyrev llanwydd: anybody got an old car for sale? Seriously, I need one quick and I can raise only about $500 cease: very good llanwydd: I'll fly out to where you are and drive it home cease: i would imagine there are such things as used cars for sale, llan Principalpoop: Pynchon, groucho and bullwinkle, impressive company that Bob D Caterino: Sorry, only have one cease: i suspect that review will sell more pynchon books than my review will sell ossman books llanwydd: well, I know that, but I like to go through friends and relatives when I buy cars. I get a better deal that way Bob D Caterino: Pynchon I never heard of but Jay Ward I have, what have I done........ Principalpoop: i only have one Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: You think? cease: lol dex Bob D Caterino: Therefore I am? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: llan: Seems like the last dea; frpm a friend wasm cease: was it you with the jay ward story from last week? llanwydd: I told you about the ticket I got a couple of weeks ago Dexter Man it's cold Fong: wasn't Principalpoop: nobody I know reads the new york times book review hehe llanwydd: or was it last week? cease: a hop in hell about american crime Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Poop: I don't read it, but I collect it Principalpoop: yes llan, you insulted the policeman by the way you looked at him? cease: how beautifully meetered this album is llanwydd: not quite, princ Bob D Caterino: Help, its the police Principalpoop: anyway, on with the story... cease: they were here in vancouver recently llanwydd: I never even read the books they review cease: apparently they'll reunite cease: or at least for this grammy thing Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: It's only the Emmy'd Bob D Caterino: Yeah, they need money now Dexter Man it's cold Fong: 's Principalpoop: you looked at the judge using the same sneer? cease: they were practicing when i was buying groceries next door Bob D Caterino: No, and a tour also llanwydd: anyway my car won't pass inspection ever again. the frames rotted Principalpoop: I heard that, every breath you take Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Tojour la tour Bob D Caterino: ROXXXXXXXXanne cease: help, its the police Principalpoop: ouch llan ouch Principalpoop: ouch, that is going to sting Bob D Caterino: In South Carolina there is no inspection and cars are rotted and no one cares Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Every place you go etc............ Bob D Caterino: Sting Gasachorn Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob and Buddy's illegitimate adopted child ah,clem: ... cease: good to hear both together, clem Principalpoop: joe from chicago ||||||||| 10:46 PM: porgie 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!" Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Ah.clem refreshes himself Bob D Caterino: I am leaving to meet up with a nun I am pressuring to have cyber sex with. I think she is going to break any moment llanwydd: hey porge! cease: new charactrer enter Principalpoop: ahh mister porgie Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hey Porgee cease: ok bob cease: nun porgie: don't let the lights go out Principalpoop: hehe bob hehe porgie: Giant Rats Dexter Man it's cold Fong: If Nun, enter none ah,clem: just a bit of that coca powder Bob D Caterino: I am showing her how to use rosary beads. Bob D Caterino: I am cath o lick after all Bob D Caterino: oh crap wrong room Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Twice Principalpoop: holy moly yes wrong chat ah,clem: lol Bob Bob D Caterino: I meant to say, I never meet none on here Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bless you, my chhild Bob D Caterino: the only good porn is a dead porn Principalpoop: sure you can, but you go to meet them and msnbc and the police are waiting for you Bob D Caterino: I have to see Father Voyeur about this. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Don't listen to the voices Bob Principalpoop: kneel and swallow this hehe Bob D Caterino: I wrote an artical and msnbc put it up. I cal Oprah Winfry Opie Windbag and they must have read it and pulled it Merlyn: "now pull the other one" Bob D Caterino: Porn? no porn no porno Principalpoop: opie turned out ok, I liked american graffitti Dexter Man it's cold Fong: ppppphhhhhtttt! Bob D Caterino: Stop torturing me, you guys dont understand, in radio prison you rot brain Dexter Man it's cold Fong: He's an intersting director Principalpoop: Ockbah bob Bob D Caterino: Does he have to put his bro in everything? Principalpoop: bald as the day is long, my mentor Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Habkco Bob D Caterino: the days must be getting myghty short around there cease: a long bald mentor? Bob D Caterino: A long tall sally llanwydd: well, it's been great fun as always. I will see you all on quinze fevrier cease: glutomoto: the porn years Principalpoop: wait, wrong chat Bob D Caterino: myghty? wow spel check doesnt know what to make of it Principalpoop: good luck llan, sorry about your frame Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Spreak Engrishtloop Bob D Caterino: Yeah I must be blowing in the wind myself Principalpoop: yahhhhsir Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night llan and Bob cease: llan Bob D Caterino: wait a minute, didnt i say that on the other side of the record? cease: bob Bob D Caterino: I better check Principalpoop: toodles bob, knock knock jokes next week? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Turn over ........and don't hog the coevers Bob D Caterino: nite all one link before I go even though I hate shameless plugs Principalpoop: orange you glad I didn't say banana? Bob D Caterino: 9http://www.geocities.com/goombabobby) Dexter Man it's cold Fong: The blinding red llight Bob D Caterino: knock knock Dexter Man it's cold Fong: =)) Bob D Caterino: iatola Bob D Caterino: iatola you once iotola you twice Principalpoop: who's there? ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:56 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bob D Caterino by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door cease: banana nose Principalpoop: who's there? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: orange you glad I didn't te;;ya three times Dexter Man it's cold Fong: tell Principalpoop: lool ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:57 PM, dragging Laura Hawkmoth by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" Principalpoop: hello laura cease: hello laura Laura Hawkmoth: Catherwood, please! not at a time like this! hello, everyone. ||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:57 PM, exactly!" Dexter Man it's cold Fong: It'a Laura ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:57 PM and late as usual, it's Bob the romantical, just back from Stratford." Dexter Man it's cold Fong: and she's only a dream Principalpoop: wb bob Bob the romantical: Well iif it isnt the loverly Laura Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Bob: Yoour's stalking me! Bob the romantical: How is the all beautiful this now that you are here wonderful evening Laura Hawkmoth: Someone's been peering into their radio speakers again. Principalpoop: hawkmoth, are you from the Hellmouth Hawkmoths? Laura Hawkmoth: I went to the Hellmouth once. Lovely place. they really know how to cook a steak. Laura Hawkmoth: and then, as they still have a vampire problem, we had to stake the cook. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Maybe Laura is from the Pink Hotel Bob the romantical: Got the bum stear huh Principalpoop: not as good as the tri-cities but yes ||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bob the romantical: Eat or be eaten I always say Principalpoop: uh oh, the plague Laura Hawkmoth: Now that you mention it, there WAS a bum. He kept asking for change. Laura Hawkmoth: So, we exchanged him for a different bum. cease: a visitor from the pink hotel album to be Principalpoop: sugarpie honeybunch Bob the romantical: whispers..... the plague cease: did you turn him into a tree? ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: That wasn't a bum, that was a democrat Bob the romantical: A bum walks up to me and says "I havent had a shot for almost a week so I shot him. Principalpoop: maybe a newt? a republican? Laura Hawkmoth: No, but we did turn the car into a tree. It was nice going down the highway...the leaves blowing in the breeze... Principalpoop: i love the vinyl, thanks ahh, clem Laura Hawkmoth: How would turning Newt into a republican be all that much of a change? ah,clem: Bambi is home BTW ah,clem: just got here Bob the romantical: Well Laura twas very nice meeting you tonight ah,clem: night all Principalpoop: ahhh super, WB bambi :D a long drive :( Dexter Man it's cold Fong: The log pre-cedes tha audio Laura Hawkmoth: I wouldn't know, I haven't met me yet. Principalpoop: night and thanks, have a super week keepers of the root Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cuidado Clem, racoons cease: thanks again, clem Principalpoop: it is nice to be had Laura Hawkmoth: wait...what are we rooting for? ||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 11:03 PM train to Colorado. Bob the romantical: nite all so much to do before the evening is gone Principalpoop: the home team, if they don't win it's a shame Merlyn: I'm a roto-rooter myself Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Poop: As me granny used to say.."Root hog, or die" Bob the romantical: and its one, two three stikes Im out ||||||||| "11:04 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bob the romantical, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the garden. Principalpoop: smart granny Laura Hawkmoth: I'm more of a rotodialer. What can I say? I just like old phones. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: We rooting for a tie Laura Hawkmoth: I got this one at the old phones home. Principalpoop: a rootin tootin kinda sorta roto-rooter M? Laura Hawkmoth: Indeed, nice tie Dexter.Is it silk? ||||||||| 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 Shadow Lynn Parker falls out at 11:05 PM. Principalpoop: yes 4 stripes, nice tie Shadow Lynn Parker: Hi everyone cease: better old phones than old phonemes Principalpoop: ahhh the shadow, me and my... Laura Hawkmoth: Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? cease: a shadow moves upon the land Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura, No it's knotted satin cease: how's it shadowing? Shadow Lynn Parker: I am cool and you all? Principalpoop: does everyone include me shadow? I am so insecure... Shadow Lynn Parker: Yes Prince Laura Hawkmoth: Oh, I'm not into satin. I had a friend who used to belong to the Satinic church, but it was all too soft and shiny for me. Principalpoop: wow hehe thanks cease: beats being boiled Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: Dpn't worry. ot's pn;y the usua; eating of the sun by the mon Shadow Lynn Parker: Who is into satin? cease: you could see inside yourself? Laura Hawkmoth: only when I have my Xray specs on. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Satin! Get thee behind ne Principalpoop: saluminium is better than satin cease: thanks for the persepctive Shadow Lynn Parker: I am not just started finding Firesign cease: i hit send before i edit far too often cease: you an old pan, shadow? cease: fan Principalpoop: ahh, want to bend a couple in the doodah room? Shadow Lynn Parker: Newbie cease: what have you heard? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I'm am an old phot Shadow Lynn Parker: I heard Dwarf and Danger Laura Hawkmoth: I like editing. I was once a beta for an alphamale who liked to write advice columns for fans. Shadow Lynn Parker: and two places at once cease: recently? Principalpoop: hold it right there Shadow Lynn Parker: yeah cease: those are old firesigns. there are some new ones, and their tv show weirdly cool. hafe you seen that? Laura Hawkmoth: *holds it* Shadow Lynn Parker: glad too Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Shad: You've made a good start Shadow Lynn Parker: is it a pickle? Principalpoop: now hold it over hear, and put down that pickle cease: there is so much for you to discover. if you like this kind of thing Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Maybe? Why do you ask Laura Hawkmoth: but I like holding your pickle, principal. >;) Shadow Lynn Parker: Laura was holding it lol cease: the 2nd and 3rd album. really good intro Laura Hawkmoth: special orders don't upset me. cease: skinner! Dexter Man it's cold Fong: MMule Skinner Principalpoop: to late for the cni radio broadcast of firesign tonight, what coast are you on? Shadow Lynn Parker: Wow, is this a blue time of the evening? Shadow Lynn Parker: I am in New Jersey but from England cease: 1115 out there Shadow Lynn Parker: Where are you blokes from? Laura Hawkmoth: Looks more like an aquamarine to me. Principalpoop: ahhh, the evening wore on, and yes it was a blue dress, no red, ahh yes I remember it well Shadow Lynn Parker: ha ha cease: im here in north vancouver Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Shadow: Don't work blue...work kinda deep Burgendy Principalpoop: ahh stones from uk is here often cease: not far from mr. ossman Shadow Lynn Parker: BC or AD? cease: whose new novel i highly reccomend Laura Hawkmoth: burgundy? don't mind if I do. Just a little glass though. cease: at least, when high Principalpoop: ole virginy hehe Shadow Lynn Parker: all the talk about pickles is making me hungry Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Shad: AC=DC is always in styoe Principalpoop: drop your load at the giant toad and have a bite Shadow Lynn Parker: and nobody is opened to deliver Principalpoop: they never come up in the mountains :( cease: burgundy delivery? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: afk fpr [arking Laura Hawkmoth: Oh, I'm open to just about anything...but I don't make housecalls. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: for parking cease: the service industry of the near future Principalpoop: Hail Rita Fong cease: lovely rita Shadow Lynn Parker: Who is Rita cease: a japanese measurement (litre) Principalpoop: sorry no burgundy, the chardonay is alsace this week Shadow Lynn Parker: ha ha Shadow Lynn Parker: you funny people Principalpoop: ahhh a youngster, lovely rita metermaid, by the band that paul mccartney was with before wings? Shadow Lynn Parker: Im not, I am 35 Laura Hawkmoth: before he had wings he probably fell off of things more easily. Shadow Lynn Parker: you funny Laura cease: when the firesign started you were minus 5 Laura Hawkmoth: I try to be. Shadow Lynn Parker: You all are Principalpoop: i have shoes older than you shadow, don't take off your shoes Laura Hawkmoth: It feels like minus 5 now. Man, it's cold. Shadow Lynn Parker: Even you Prince Principalpoop: no me, nooo Principalpoop: Ockbah! Laura Hawkmoth: I have albums older than Prince.When I spin them I like to party like it's not yet 1999. Principalpoop: i am dregs, you should have been here earlier Shadow Lynn Parker: Well we know how insecure you are cease: shadow, have you heard the firesign cds once or more than once?
Principalpoop blushes Merlyn: I haven't heard either of those CDs Shadow Lynn Parker: I have been repeting them all week now and it would seem the more I listen the more I find. Merlyn: is "more than once" a sequel to "once"? cease: which, merl? Principalpoop: ahh yes, that is the magic shadow :) cease: thats the spirit, shadow Merlyn: sensors detect humor, captain ||||||||| A stretch dumpster pulls up to the front door at 11:19 PM; Phil Austin gets out and signs a few autographs before entering the Waiting room. Shadow Lynn Parker: I think he is refering to "Once" and the "More then once" Merlyn: Hey phil! ||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| porgie - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Principalpoop: a magic spirit? ewww no ghosts ewwww no please Phil Austin: I know it's late. sorry Shadow Lynn Parker: Ph my god???????? cease: shadow, here he is Principalpoop: ahhh good evening sir cease: its never too late for ..... Merlyn: speak of the danger... Laura Hawkmoth: It's only late if you're in one of THOSE time zones. Shadow Lynn Parker: I am speechless Principalpoop: speak and one of the firesign Gods appear... cease: now is a good time to speak, shadow Merlyn: is Dexter parking his car or something? Principalpoop: yes M cease: yes Shadow Lynn Parker: I love your work Mr. Austin. Principalpoop: I agree with shadow Phil Austin: apologizing for being so late and glad to see so many here Principalpoop: a couple of busloads of bozos left already Phil Austin: I didn't look at the log, just got home, so I've got no idea what'[s been happening tonight Laura Hawkmoth: as are we. glad to see you. except of course, being online, we're not actually seeing you, per se... Shadow Lynn Parker: I would never beleive one of you guys would come into this room. Awesome Merlyn: just the usual chitchat Shadow Lynn Parker: Holding pickles and whatnot Principalpoop: ahh we were discussing the metaphysical and economic implications of the existence of cheese logs Merlyn: Phil's the most regular of them; Ossman showed up as Tirebiter to plug his book a few weeks back Phil Austin: I appear infrequently, shadow Laura Hawkmoth: now now. I wouldn't brag about that. holding pickles is something I do naturally. Unless they have artificial flavouring. cease: yes i reviewed his book on my blog which is at www.seemrealland.blogspot.com cease: he's but a shadow of himself Shadow Lynn Parker: Mr. Austin is very devoted then. cease: but he moves upon the land Phil Austin: ah, catski, you're here. Thanks for being so kind to my stuff in your review cease: (name of one of his best, indeed Anybody's best plays) Principalpoop: firesign was mentioned in a NYtimes Pynchon book review, heady company that Shadow Lynn Parker: What is wrong with artificial ones? cease: i squeak only the truth, phil cease: i hope ossman doesnt hate me Laura Hawkmoth: they just taste so crunchy. only in a fake crunchy way. ||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (11:25 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ah,clem: hi Phil! cease: we're all too old to lie to each other Shadow Lynn Parker: I love Caulessons Pickle Laura Hawkmoth: does that mean I'm too young to lie with any of you? ah,clem: night all Phil Austin: do we have any news on the health progress of Lili? ||||||||| ah,clem is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:26 PM. Principalpoop: you notice the jars do not use the word pickle, they are called wholes or slices, the word pickle is not used because you must keep them in the refrigerator cease: not necessarly, mz moth Laura Hawkmoth: night, clem. Phil Austin: hi, clem. Is Bambi still awake? cease: yes doc said she was doing better Shadow Lynn Parker: I am too new of a fan to chat I will just read away. Principalpoop: doc says still improving, still has problems, but breathing much much improved ||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 11:27 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Principalpoop: wb ahhh clem Phil Austin: that's good, we want her breathing deeply, the dear thing cease: dont jsut read, shadow Principalpoop: yes, super news ah,clem: she just got back from NJ, but she is home safe and sound, and yes still contious Shadow Lynn Parker: but I don't know anything Shadow Lynn Parker: Oh poor thing, why Jersey lol Phil Austin: shadowlynn: glad to see you here. we love to have new people, believe me Principalpoop: ockbah shadow, speak your mind, I would, if I had one cease: you just disocvered dwarf and 2 places. that's where we all wish we were Shadow Lynn Parker: and what exit? Laura Hawkmoth: they all believe in you, Mr.Austin, or else we wouldn't be here. ah,clem: Bambi will be here in a minute cease: like tinkerbel Principalpoop: meeting nick for the first time again, ahhhh youth Phil Austin: poop: my old friend. Alvarado (or is it Pico?) sends his best. You made him what he is today. ah,clem: Daughter lives there Shadow Lynn Parker: oh I C Principalpoop: listen they found their way, oops wrong real Shadow Lynn Parker: I was a daughter once cease: still studying indian dancing, phil? cease: i had a daughter, once Shadow Lynn Parker: Dad? Principalpoop: i was so bright my father called me son cease: son? ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'JustAnotherGov'tTweeny', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:31 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... Laura Hawkmoth: The son also sets. cease: this is turning into the firesign shakespeare scene ah,clem: good night everyone, Bambi will be with you in a minute Phil Austin: sun Shadow Lynn Parker: ha ha Principalpoop: do any shows in new jersey about 35 years ago Phil? ||||||||| Around 11:31 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset... Shadow Lynn Parker: God Nite clem cease: keep on cleming Merlyn: Hey tween, just in case people have problems with browsers, I'll add an option in the login screen to draw the 'send' button to send text Principalpoop: oops yes, this chat business is hell on puns Laura Hawkmoth: I liked that one "I am he, of whom he speaks" That's good enough for me! JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey Phil, great to see you here :-) cease: lol laura Shadow Lynn Parker: My Brother saw the film at the Capital theater once A firesign film Phil Austin: poop: I remember one or maybe two shows at Princeton Principalpoop: wb tween Phil Austin: hi tween JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I'm in iCab OS X for the moment Merl - works fine, thanks Principalpoop: ahhh can you spell paternity suit shadow? Shadow Lynn Parker: Macarter Theater Phil? Laura Hawkmoth: the only film thing I ever saw was a lipsynch thing. I wasn't sure what to make of it, so I went in and made sandwiches. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: A wonderful line, Laura ;-) Phil Austin: shadow: exactly the theater Laura Hawkmoth: thank you, Tweeny. Your line is not so bad either. ;) Phil Austin: laura: that's Everything You Know is Wrong, the lip-s;ynch spectacular Merlyn: OK tween, but it wouldn't hurt to make it an option, it already does it if you set it to multiline input or manual update Principalpoop: what kind of sandwiches? nevermind, I am just hungry... Shadow Lynn Parker: I have been listening to my brother for so long I had to hear you for myself so I did and now I am hooked ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bambi inside, makes a note of the time (11:34 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: What's my line? Laura Hawkmoth: That was the one, Mr.A. Bambi: howdy! Principalpoop: ahhh the traveler returns JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Then... let's eat! Principalpoop: hi little dear deer JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey travellin' woman... Shadow Lynn Parker: Where in Jersey Bambi? Bambi: yep, safe and sound, grounded safe and sound :-) Phil Austin: ah, the adorable Bambi arrives. I like your website, but you need a couple more pictures of you and the sleeping Jimmy cease: good for you, shadow Bambi: Toms River, NJ cease: hi bambi Shadow Lynn Parker: Wow, I live there Bambi: LOL Phil ... great to see you Principalpoop: tom has a river? he never told me... Shadow Lynn Parker: Small world JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: RumpleJimSkin? Laura Hawkmoth: I've been to New Jersey. Shadow Lynn Parker: Rumple foreskin? Phil Austin: Hey, cat. I really like the way your website looks. Is Doc partially responsible? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Then you're home by now! cease: im watching my cat blues decide whether or not he can jump to the top of the speakers and then to the book shelves Bambi: hi Cat, Tween, Laura Hawkmoth, Merlyn, PrinceP, Shadow Lynn Parker Principalpoop: mole skin cookies, yum Laura Hawkmoth: It was sort of in my way. I was heading for New York. cease: which website. the seem real one? cease: doc is in charge of all JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I had a teacher in High School named Lin Parker Shadow Lynn Parker: Nice to meet all of you guys. Bambi: LOL, yes I am home by now Tween for sure cease: i plan to add a japanese part to the bit site when i go to japan this summer Shadow Lynn Parker: meaning the gals also Principalpoop: it is nice to be meeted shadow hehe cease: nice to meet you too, shadow Phil Austin: caT: THE one you sent me with the ossman review Shadow Lynn Parker: My real name is Sharon but been called Shadow since I was four or five Bambi: btw: which website did you see Phil? cease: you like the name? Laura Hawkmoth: I went to high school in the school they show at the beginning of "Welcome Back Kotter." Principalpoop: ahh, the cat is out of the bag now, oops sorry cat, you must be cold with your bag Shadow Lynn Parker: aura, that is so cool. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: What evil lurks in the hearts of men? Only the Shadow knows... mwahahahah Bambi: Sharon and Shadow are great names Principalpoop: K3wL laura JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: No joke Laura? Laura Hawkmoth: Not the actual school in the show, that is just a TV stage setup. But they show a real school in the opening song, and that is where I went to school. Phil Austin: BAMBI (she likes it that way): I'm not sure which one, it was a link of this chat, I think. Tech-based Principalpoop: cat did that already tween, or fong did, or was it me? Shadow Lynn Parker: I am an author but wont plug here not to worry cease: phil: oh the blog. no i started that after i visited elayne and doc and lili and dex and manh others 2 years ago Laura Hawkmoth: Tweeny. no joke. It is called new Utrecht High School and is in Brooklyn. Bambi: that is cool Laura Principalpoop: ahhh plug away, no shame here cease: doc does the websites JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: A new yawker, eh? Laura Hawkmoth: I thought it was a cute bit of trivia, yes. Laura Hawkmoth: not anymore. now I live in Vermont. Shadow Lynn Parker: yes Principalpoop: wait for the fong, you can compare parking notes Shadow Lynn Parker: Brook Lyn Parker lol Bambi: so it's a site with Jimmy (JL, ah,clem) sleeping? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Thank you for the people you send to the House and Senate, Laura ;-) Principalpoop: ahhh ver mont, green mountains Phil Austin: my mom was born in montpelier cease: vermont. ive heard nothing but good things about the place Shadow Lynn Parker: Where in Vermont? I lived there a few years ago and don;t say Colchester or that would scare me Principalpoop: gesundheit phil Shadow Lynn Parker: Isnt that where arney Fife went to work later in the Griffith show? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Any relation to Tom Jefferson, Phil? Laura Hawkmoth: I won't say Colchester, because it is Burlington. ;) Phil Austin: poop: thank god you haven't lost your delicate sense of humor JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Shadow Bambi: LOL Principalpoop: ahhh they have a coat factory there I think Laura Hawkmoth: I'd heard that, Mr.A. I had a friend once who was a big fan of yours, he's the one who played me all the albums. Shadow Lynn Parker: Wow, how is Church street scarey lady lol Phil Austin: tween: I've lost track of what we were talking about, sorry Principalpoop: my rapier like wit is sharp as a ahh rapier Laura Hawkmoth: Five Spice cafe burned down last week. otherwise, not much change. Shadow Lynn Parker: wow Laura Hawkmoth: He even had "Roller Maidens" on vinyl. Principalpoop: ahh, and there is burnt frankecense all over the highway Phil Austin: laura: you're named after a dear friend of mine - Laura who useed to be our announcer on the Hollywood Niteshifrt and who appears briefly in the Eat or be Eaten video cease: hard core, laura JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Sorry Phil, that was james Madison's home... Shadow Lynn Parker: I have all the vinyl here, brothers collection but am taking it one step at a time cease: is that her voice on that album? great voice Laura Hawkmoth: That's keen, Mr.A. I just liked her voice a lot. when I was a DJ on FreeRadioBurlington I used to sort of imitate it. Phil Austin: tween: montpelier vt, or va? Principalpoop: don't overdose, smart JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: VA JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: The joke is lost lol Principalpoop: fare the well lost joke, alas I never knew thee Shadow Lynn Parker: Not lost just forgotten lol JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: quite lol JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I was going to tuen it into a Sally Hemmings bit... Principalpoop: that joke shuffled off to buffalo? Shadow Lynn Parker: you say Virginia and I say vagin.....ah forget that. Phil Austin: catski: Yeah, that's her voice. Isn't it great? I used to love to listen to her. She eventually got fired off the radio and went to work in downtown LA in some Insurance office, I think. I've lost track of her, more's the pity. A wonderful person, Oooooona loved her too. Principalpoop: wrong chat shadow hehe Laura Hawkmoth: I miss doing pirate radio. the FCC sunk us. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: jeeze Shadow... cease: if you can get her back in front of a microphone, you'd be doing the universe a favour Shadow Lynn Parker: Wha??? Principalpoop: wow laura, a rebel, did you have a cause or not? JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: There's always the internet, Laura Phil Austin: Hey, Merl. If you're around. I got an email from you tonight, but I haven't looked at it yet. I will soon. cease: but you can rise again, laura Laura Hawkmoth: I was the only one without a cause, Prince. most the rest of the staff were too political for me. I just liked playing music and comedy. cease: i used to broadcast from a tunnel in ottawa Shadow Lynn Parker: I used to have Irate radio they called it AM Merlyn: ok Phil JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Dug by an otter Merlyn: Looking at putting a 'send' button as an option for the chat Bambi: someone took over my old blog location on blogspot Principalpoop: that is the only way, those who try to be serious become jokes, those who joke can be serious or hell, everything I know is wrong Phil Austin: you mean send for private messages, or a send for email? cease: if nukes wiped out the capital, i could still broadcast firesign, to my fellow tunnelers Bambi: and it's got all kinds of weird links on it JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: OS X has been unbelieveable stable, Merl. Might just be a little glitch somewhere that I need to set some utilities upon. Laura Hawkmoth: YOu need your own crazy little email system in here. The guys that do the kingdomofloathing game have one built into their chat. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Keep digging ;-) Merlyn: A 'send' button for the text input, because not all browsers do an auto-send if you just type Laura Hawkmoth: Have any of you ever played kingdomoflaothing? Phil Austin: tween: I've got 10.4.something on a G5 and I'm very happy with it Principalpoop: browser ido idio ideosecrin ideoscreincities need more buttons, I like buttons Bambi: my other personal site where we have our camping pictures is on http://www.jim-fran.com/bambi/ JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Same here on a G3. Amazing that it'll run on a system manufactured in 1999. Phil Austin: bamb: thanks, I'll take a look soon. what did you guys broadcast tonight? Laura Hawkmoth: dyslexia takes over!!! Principalpoop: nope laura, can't say that I have Bambi: I have a Mac Mini with Mac OS X 10.4 Shadow Lynn Parker: Prince, you are as cute as a button Merlyn: it isn't strictly a bug, tween, it's a common feature. To be maximally flexible, it should work for those browsers Bambi: really enjoying it quite a bit! JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: G5's the way to go with the PPC Macs. 64-bit architecture, which Tiger also is. Merlyn: this land is full of browsers (browsers!) Phil Austin: are we all becoming mac people? Laura Hawkmoth: it's pretty funny. check it out sometime. cease: are buttons cute? Bambi: Clem said he broadcasted Pink Hotel and Giant Rat Shadow Lynn Parker: I am windows all the way. Principalpoop: wait, which button? the ~ or { or what? cease: babies are cute. puppies, kittens, sure, but buttons? Phil Austin: ah, pink hotel. the lost work Laura Hawkmoth: I've seen some really nice buttons. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: lol Merlyn - and they all suck... Principalpoop: yes he did bambi Shadow Lynn Parker: My grandmother used to say that all the time, maybe I am not cute at all Bambi: I love the Mac ... and glad to finally have one cease: yes phil we talked about it. you said there was a possiblity of yuo making it into a full album JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: I feel for ya, Shadow Phil Austin: button babies and button puppies Principalpoop: belly buttons hehehehe oops wrong chat Bambi: yes, pink hotel is quite good and Giant Rat is also and a wonderful Classic Shadow Lynn Parker: I bought some from a button pusher once Phil Austin: cat: I'm unsure as to the actual possibilities, but It Phil Austin: certainly a private dream of mine Shadow Lynn Parker: Mine has a ring in it. Principalpoop: ahh, they were hot button items i bet JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Giant Rat - classic Firesign cease: shadow, the next time you come here if you come earlier you can hear fiesign albums and radio stuff from ah clem Laura Hawkmoth: Mr.A!! sssh! keep private dreams private!!! *L* j/k. cease: oh i see phil Shadow Lynn Parker: I have to listen to that next then cease: i thikn there was an anticipation exageration factor in that factoid ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:53 PM and Jonathan waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Principalpoop: hi jonathan Bambi: hi Jonathan JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Hey John... Laura Hawkmoth: There's that grape I was looking for. Jonathan: I have proof! I've been to ancient Greece! Shadow Lynn Parker: Jonathan, are you stalking me again? cease: i asked earlier if there was a financial problerm and you said more of a political one between the firesign folks, as barrier to new work Principalpoop: who are you old man? Bambi: it's nice to see the evolution of HomeLess and Hemlock Stones Shadow Lynn Parker: oh wrong Jon Jonathan: Huh? cease: am i wrong about that, phil? Jonathan: principalpoop: I'm your husband Shadow Lynn Parker: sorry, you are not the guy I was thinking of, he is not old nor a thousand years old cease: old is a lot better than dead, man Principalpoop: I think not, I am not nancy Laura Hawkmoth: Sometimes people just stop being as close a friends as they were in college... cease: hi jon JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: LOL John Laura Hawkmoth: I never talk to the guy who played me all the Firesign records anymore. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Your turn to wear the dress, P lol Shadow Lynn Parker:http://geocities.com/shadowparker2003 Principalpoop: bettyjo maybe, on those special night, but I am not nancy cease: but you still listen to firesign? cease: that says a lot for them Phil Austin: I'm back, more's the pity. Is this shadow? http://www.ebookmall.com/ebook/65962-ebook.htm Shadow Lynn Parker: Have to go, have fun all and it was nice to have met you Mr. Austin. Laura Hawkmoth: I do. but I had to buy the CDs. Jonathan: So, I've been looking through the chat archives and we apparently have some Aqua Teen hunger force fans here. Shadow Lynn Parker: yes but it is very adult rated I am afraid Laura Hawkmoth: Prince- oh, you knew him too? Jonathan: I love that show Laura Hawkmoth: ATHF? they set us up the bomb. Shadow Lynn Parker: Mr Austin, you work fast cease: the early leavers should know about this Principalpoop: night shadow, have a super week Jonathan: We get signal JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: "Manipulated _buy_ a friend of her daughters"? She was bought? Principalpoop: adult swim? never heard of it Laura Hawkmoth: then you will drown. cease: its called Detour in canada Shadow Lynn Parker: I have some funny some not
Principalpoop glugs cease: on our Teletoon Phil Austin: poop: I like to promote adult swim.l. Cartoon network after ten thirty Shadow Lynn Parker: Oh, Thanks Phil and all of you. You make a new fan seem so welcome cease: its called Detour here phil, but we get your shows much later Shadow Lynn Parker: I watch all the time Phil Laura Hawkmoth: I'm still pretty fond of "Robot Chicken". Phil Austin: I'm still looking for anyone who likes 12 oz. Mouse as much as I do cease: im just discovering Boondocks and it aint new Jonathan: Speak of the devil. ATHF is just starting where i live Laura Hawkmoth: a lot of the shows got a little dull after a bit. I was watching an old Sealab the other day though. ||||||||| Shadow Lynn Parker says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Shadow Lynn Parker exits at 12:00 AM. Phil Austin: jonathon: I would say that Oooooona's favorite is ATHF. And Boston's, of course. Laura Hawkmoth: We are all searching for something, Mr.A. *L* cease: doctec cam eover with dvds of sealab and it was good but i dont think id want to warch it forefver JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Never heard of it, Phil ||||||||| 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: hello seekers Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All Jonathan: Ooooooooooooooooooona has good taste in toons JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: (mouse) Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Hi Phil Phil Austin: Laura: yeah, sealab is definitely an acquired taste. Not the charm of futurama or family guy Principalpoop: wb fong Laura Hawkmoth: I like...uh oh, can I spell this right? Metalocalypse? cease: they come, they go Phil Austin: hi, dex. Parking? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Phil: Parked!! Principalpoop: all must play the piano cease: im trying to like space ghost cuz you recomend it phil, but.... Merlyn: and lock it Dexter Man it's cold Fong: All must play the Banjo Merlyn: Space Ghost has a couple Firesign references in it Laura Hawkmoth: I like the ep of Space Ghost Dave Grohl guested on. "So what is Foo and why are you fighting it?" Jonathan: Lol. It's the one where Meatwad loses his brain and has to use a chicken Merlyn: one was about Sectors R and N cease: is it over? Laura Hawkmoth: I want to play a zanzithophone, but I don't know where to find one. Phil Austin: laura: yeah, I know. Metalocalypse (spelling optional) is odd in a lot of ways. The guy who does it is working on releasing stuff with the same company that FST is using for the Nick Danger box set Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Over there? Laura Hawkmoth: Really? neat! Principalpoop: strumming on the old banjo, singing fe fi fiddily fo JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Any ETA on the boxed set, Phil? Jonathan: Hey Phil, if you don't mind my asking, I found some new Firesign Theatre bits on youtube over old movie footage, but where is dave Ossman?
Dexter Man it's cold Fong sings " Susannah dont you cly" Jonathan: And who's the woman? Phil Austin: I love the timing on the middle period and later Space Ghosts. Nobody uses silence better. There's also the odd charm of the Brak show, a spinoff of Space Ghost ()coast to coast) JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: ding-ding-ding-de-de-de-ding-ding-ding.... Laura Hawkmoth: There was a really beat up old out of key harpsichord in the music building at Goddard college back when I lived in Montpelier...at that time, I used to do a radio show in Plainfield instead. Laura Hawkmoth: I like Brak's song about beans. Principalpoop: my dingaling, everybody sing Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: Instead of what? cease: u like boondocks, phil? Phil Austin: jonathon: that's the three of us when David left us and went to work on NPR for a few years. I'm trying to remember the woman. It's just voices, so maybe it's proctor's ex-girlfriend Diane Davisson Principalpoop: harpo played a harpsichord cease: hence, harpo Laura Hawkmoth: I like Brak's song about beans instead of.... sitting in subzero weather in a miniskirt? Principalpoop: voila Laura Hawkmoth: Harpo played a viola? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: ecndeH, Oprah Principalpoop: no, viola was the sister, vivian vance played the piano Phil Austin: cat: I pretty much hated Boondocks in its newspaper manifestation, but was won over by the tv stuff, which seems to me to be really interestin. Hueyt is a much more reasonable character on tv, i think. Likewise Riley Laura Hawkmoth: I used to play a psaltry, but the one I had got stolen by a lady in Georgia. I have a new one, but it won't stay in tune. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: You played a chicken? Principalpoop: you psaltry femme fatale you Phil Austin: is a psaltry something like a recorder? Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: Oh pshaw, child... Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I remember Psaltry Dog Principalpoop: the episode with the pimp and whore and the dad was unusual fare... ||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Jonathan - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... cease: ive seen only a few newspaper boondocks fromwhen i was briefly in la last year or 2 Laura Hawkmoth: no, it's a thing with 16 to 22 strings. Laura Hawkmoth: You can play it with one or two bows. cease: so the toon is new to me. the martin luthter knig episode i rank with duck man as best cartoon ever JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Well, all I can say is... there's some great material out there if the FST ever wants to make another album. My suggestion for a title is "The Firesign Theatre's National Identity Album".
Dexter Man it's cold Fong bpws deeply Laura Hawkmoth: I learned to play from a guy named Gregg Schneeman. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: bows cease: at the end of the ossman novel there's a plug for a new firesign product JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Best to you and yours Phil, and all the members of the Firesign and their families :-) Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I learned it from a Visigoth who learned it from a Vandal Laura Hawkmoth: There are a lot of people I've met who play some pretty exotic instruments. JustAnotherGov'tTweeny: Later, gators... Principalpoop: martin luther king was hard core telling them about misuse of freedom and opportunity ||||||||| At 12:11 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, JustAnotherGov'tTweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... Laura Hawkmoth: pump don't work cos the vandals took the handle. cease: Dr. Firegin's Folies cease: is that you too, phil? Principalpoop: night tween Dexter Man it's cold Fong: and don't forget about de mothers Laura Hawkmoth: There was a bar in Georgia called Gator Haters, Tweeny. Laura Hawkmoth: I usually didn't go there tho. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: I've got welts 'cause the celts took the handals Laura Hawkmoth: But when I was in Georgia that's where I first heard about the zanzithophone. Principalpoop: late in my neck of the woods too, night all, thanks again for everything mister Austin, the joy you give so many, ||||||||| Around 12:13 AM, Principalpoop walks off into the sunset... Laura Hawkmoth: We are the many who try to give back, so joy. >:) Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night poop ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "12:14 AM and late as usual, it's Jonathan, just back from Warwick." cease: poop Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Jon Laura Hawkmoth: It's getting quiet in here. we better throw a loud party, just to break even. cease: dr firesigns follies Jonathan: lost connection.......again. cease: you are in vermont, laura? Laura Hawkmoth: I am. Phil Austin: I'm gone, man. Bebop is signing off, hootchies. Into the night of the freezing desert. Nite all. so nice to meet and talk cease: is there enough of a vermont identity? ||||||||| Phil Austin rushes off, saying "12:15 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Jonathan: So, if phil answered my question, I missed it Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Cat: Nino says Laura in NYC cease: nite, phil Merlyn: Check the log, jonathan. Click the link. Laura Hawkmoth: aaw, he's leaving us. oh well... that was an amusing evening's chat. Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night Phil, may quartets of angels sing thee to thy squat cease: you were here when he was here before, laura? Laura Hawkmoth: my connexion is acting wacky too. Jonathan: I better go too. I gotta get up early for my stagecraft 1 class ||||||||| Around 12:16 AM, Laura Hawkmoth walks off into the sunset... cease: he never answered some questions, but there were perhaps too many Merlyn: Oh, yes, he answered Jonathan. Ossman was at NPR at the time Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Laura: Wackey @ is the best connecion cease: into the ether cease: some yes cease: great to have new folks when phil shows up Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Night all.and night you guys Merlyn: getting late for me too, see you next thursday ||||||||| Catherwood says "12:18 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door cease: off we go Dexter Man it's cold Fong: Won't be hear next week ||||||||| At 12:18 AM, cease rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." Dexter Man it's cold Fong: see you in 2 ||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Jonathan - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Dexter Man it's cold Fong - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| A stretch dumpster pulls up to the front door at 12:49 AM; Phil Austin gets out and signs a few autographs before entering the Waiting room. Phil Austin: a little more research turns up this link to bobdcaterino http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_Parker ||||||||| "Hey Phil Austin!" ... Phil Austin turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:51 AM, I don't have to go yet!"... ||||||||| 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:
Phil Austin ah,clem
Bambi
Bob D Caterino
Bob the romantical
boney
Bubba's Brain
Bunnyboy
cease
Dexter Man it's cold Fong
doctec
Elayne
Firebroiled
H. STONES
Jonathan
JustAnotherGov'tTweeny
Laura Hawkmoth
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mr. Motion
Mudhead
porgie
Principalpoop
Shadow Lynn Parker
Tween'sAngels
