Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
06/14/2007

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for June 14, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Outside, the 9:00 AM uptown bus from Philadelphia pulls away, leaving Firebroiled coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Firebroiled: You haven’t heard nothing yet. I’ve got right here in this car, for your trans-Atlantic driving pleasure, this fully hallicrafted Sea-Master short-wave radio in this non-returnable, non-disposable zinc-lined carrying case!
||||||||| "Hey Firebroiled!" ... Firebroiled turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:00 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 7:27 PM: ah.clem jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, dear friends'
||||||||| "Hey ah.clem!" ... ah.clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 7:29 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'ah.clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:38 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
||||||||| Outside, the 8:44 PM downtown bus from Texas pulls away, leaving MrRoadkill coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
MrRoadkill: Hey Clem :-)
MrRoadkill: Glad you're feeling up to the FT chat.
MrRoadkill: (BTW - nice touch Merlyn, using Ni–o in the introductions)
MrRoadkill: That's supposed to be Nino, with the Spanish N
ah.clem :)
ah.clem: tune in early, gonna play a couple nice tunes
MrRoadkill: Will do...
ah.clem: just went up, give it 2 minutes
MrRoadkill: Nice ground loop lol
ah.clem: ?
MrRoadkill: Cool that Rob makes his feed available even though he doesn't join the chat
ah.clem: sounds clean at the studio
MrRoadkill: Serious 60hz hum before the song
ah.clem: clean durring?
MrRoadkill: I'll let you know if there continues to be a problem. Maybe something with Rob's rig
MrRoadkill: The song is pretty bass heavy. Leave a few seconds before the next song, if you would
MrRoadkill: Yep, still there.
MrRoadkill: Will switch over to your feed...
MrRoadkill: Your feed is cleaner, but there hum is still there.
MrRoadkill: Rob's is really bass-heavy
ah.clem: studio monitor on streamer box sounds good...
MrRoadkill: Obviously post your monitor
||||||||| Merlyn sashays in at 8:56 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
MrRoadkill: Hey Merlyn
Merlyn: Hey ho
Merlyn: My regular computer is in the shop
ah.clem: no idea how that can happen, as that sound card feeds the web stream
Merlyn: sounds OK to me
ah.clem: hi Merl
MrRoadkill: My other computer is a Quad-Core Mac Pro lol
MrRoadkill: Huh...
MrRoadkill: Well, we'll see if anyone else hears it. Going to swict back to Rob's feed for the lag difference
Merlyn: "Paris Hilton can watch TV in a small pod adjacent to her cell"
Merlyn: with Bob Bunny
Merlyn: There's a little hum when you talk live...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 14, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
MrRoadkill: What a great distraction against people thinking about this: http://www.brillig.com/debt_clock/
Merlyn: but that's probably just feedback
MrRoadkill: For the benefit of our audience and Mr Kite
Merlyn: I'm in your debt, Mr Roadkill
MrRoadkill: Put a towel over it JL
MrRoadkill: lol
ah.clem :)
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:03 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn: don't use coffeecans for a mic
Principalpoop: olo
MrRoadkill: Hey P
Merlyn: mmm, warm shoes
Principalpoop: for the benefit of Mister Kite, there will be a show tonight
MrRoadkill: Canned CNI? Never!
Merlyn: haven't heard m ssing sh e for a while
Principalpoop: ahhh CNI is up again, and ahh, clem is here
MrRoadkill: On trampoline...
Principalpoop: my dogs on the desk
MrRoadkill: Yeah, JL's feeling much better, from all reports
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:05 PM, dragging cease by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Principalpoop: hello
Principalpoop: what happened?
MrRoadkill: Lo dere cease
cease: cni is back?
MrRoadkill: Alexander Graham Acme lol
Merlyn: yes cat
cease: bunny?
Principalpoop: huh?
Merlyn: "M ssing Sh e" is on right now
cease: good to see ah clem in health again
cease: so thats where it is. i thought it was missing
Principalpoop: yes that
Principalpoop: what is the fast link
cease: nagahyde was ref'd in a jack poet add
Principalpoop: it just mentioned alexander graham acme now
ah.clem: well, much better anyway
MrRoadkill: http://audio.rfdradio.info:8000/cni
cease: the shaw of armenia doesnt want a naughehyde vw. naga being the sacred animal of his kingdom
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
cease: how is bambi?
Elayne: Evenin' all!
MrRoadkill: Hi E :-)
Merlyn: hello elayne
Elayne: Can't stay that long, I'm getting ready to live-blog the next episode of Studio 60 over at Lance Mannion's blog.
Principalpoop: the girl
cease: hey. it's el!
ah.clem: hi E!
Principalpoop: Hi E
cease: hope you got new job, el
MrRoadkill: How's life treatin' ya?
||||||||| 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 Mudhead falls out at 9:09 PM.
Elayne: I need to figure out how to synopsize last week's show. Here's what I have so far:
ah.clem: Bambi ok, in transit, will be here soon
MrRoadkill: Poor little naguas :-(
cease: we get it at 10 here i'll watch
Principalpoop: mudhead
MrRoadkill: Evenin' Mud...
Mudhead: pull my finger
Elayne: "On the one hand, it's kind of entertaining to see Sorkin write about something with which he's obviously comfortable (people shooting the breeze -- but seriously -- about geopolitical minutiae) rather than something about which he has shown us he doesn't really care all that much (the ostensible subject matter of Studio 60). On the other hand... yee-ick, that's a hell of a one-two pathos punch, y'know? Will the baby need to be ransomed before Jordan marries Rob Corddry (that's Nate's brother, right?)? Confused? You will be!"
Merlyn: Hey, TinyCWRU is up again too
MrRoadkill: Or your string?
Principalpoop pulls mudhead's finger and runs
cease: ionly watched part of last weeks. brother of one character was prisoner in afghanistan i think
Elayne: Oh, I know what happened, I'm just trying to synopsize it amusingly.
Merlyn: This is the foyer of the Same Mansion. Ahead of you, a fire has been laid in a
Merlyn: massive fireplace with a deeply grained redwood mantlepiece. Doorways lead off
Merlyn: to the left and right. Ahead of you, an open portal leads to a large atrium.
Merlyn: A large sign rests on an easel.
Elayne: Wow, I haven't been to TinyCWRU in ages.
cease: i thiknk sorkin has fallen a long way since his previous triumphs
Elayne: I wonder if my elevator script still works.
Merlyn: Me and MTKnife on
Merlyn: in the old same place?
cease: el, you know a new flick called Paprika? sounds like anime version of Lathe of Heaven
Merlyn: Agnes Moorhead is here
Elayne: Yeah, Brian, it used to be there, although I can't remember exactly where.
Merlyn: correction: Morehead
Elayne: Never heard of it, Cat. Don't follow anime.
MrRoadkill: Ah, you must mean the old Same place. Here's your key...
cease: nor would i execpt its the lead review in our weekly entertainment paper, the georgia straight, where i find out where to eat on a weekly basis
Merlyn: portrait gallery has an elevator
cease: the image that accompanies the review, of a woman standing next to a row of horses, is quite striking
Mudhead: im only lookin for an ounce
MrRoadkill: Buzz/hum still there, JL. Guess it's not the mic
Elayne: I think that's the one, Merlyn.
MrRoadkill: He's in your family?
Elayne: The script was modeled after the "elevator boy" bit...
Elayne: Yep, that's the one, Mr. R.
MrRoadkill: Georgia Starait? Mixed monitors for him once LOL
Merlyn: Yes, the guys with burning feet are saying he can shout, don't hear you
Elayne: Oh excellent, it's still there! Cool.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Hemlock Stones into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:15 PM, then departs.
MrRoadkill: Ouch, my corns...
Elayne: Hello Stones.
Hemlock Stones: Greetings one and all
cease: hi stones
MrRoadkill: Hail and well met, UK
cease: corns? now we can make tortillas
MrRoadkill: Yuk lol
Merlyn: hey stones
MrRoadkill: Still a very slight hum/buzz, JL
MrRoadkill: Tolerable
Mudhead: Stones, I hard it but dun beleve it:A Cornwall Rxtremist Indepence group
Hemlock Stones: Hi Merlyn Mr R, cease, Elayne, Poop, Mudhead and of course ah clem
MrRoadkill: The Armadillo Roadkill Report. Tune in on Saturdays :-)
Principalpoop: hello
MrRoadkill: LOL - subwoffer
Hemlock Stones: yes Mud they will be leaving suicide Pasties all over the South West
Principalpoop: thank you ahhh, clem
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Gong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:18 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: ahh dexter Gong
Hemlock Stones: Bang a Gong, here comes Fong
Dexter Gong: Good evening my Dear Friends
Elayne: Hey Unca Dex!
MrRoadkill: Hey Dex...
Mudhead: exploding pasties?
Principalpoop: look at stones
Dexter Gong: Oh My Gawd!
Dexter Gong: It's CNI
cease: if pasties commit suicide, do they become nipples?
MrRoadkill: JLL is a master of understatement, I suspect ;-)
Hemlock Stones: yes, very deadly and even more so when they explode
Dexter Gong: ah, Clem's in his heaven and all is right with the world
Principalpoop: pastry pasties, yum
Principalpoop: old ah, clem
cease: heaven can wait. we need him here
Principalpoop: no no, you are thinking of lobster
Mudhead: let me chew n that
MrRoadkill: I think cease is talking about the ones that swirl lol
Hemlock Stones: If Cornwall is looking for independence Mud, they already have it, London doesnt seem to know where it is
Dexter Gong: Hi Cat, Elayne, Hem, Merlyn, Mudhead and Poop
Merlyn: made it to the ice palace, elayne
Principalpoop: firesign ah, clem firesign
Dexter Gong: and roadkill is Tweeny?
Dexter Gong: and roadkill is Tweeny?
Principalpoop: beans and pineapple
Hemlock Stones: very tasty clem
Principalpoop: poor bambi lol
MrRoadkill: Oui, Monsieur...
Principalpoop: no particular order
Hemlock Stones: same thing clem
ah.clem: not going to mix them...
MrRoadkill: You really have to try the Saturday show, Dex
Principalpoop: no mixing, keep it straight
Hemlock Stones: they were made to satisfy the appetities of the Cornish Tin Miners
Dexter Gong: Tween (if I may): I'm rarely home on a Sat night
Principalpoop: oops, the pineapple beans, not the ipod skits
Dexter Gong: Ohhhh! Pod Casts .bu Pod People
Dexter Gong: by
Principalpoop: leaving already dong?
MrRoadkill: You may lol
Dexter Gong: Poop: That would be "bye"
MrRoadkill: CNI posts the shows in an archive
Principalpoop: buy buy, and sell
Hemlock Stones: short attention span Mr Fong ?
Dexter Gong wonders how he know that question was directed to him
Principalpoop: what did you ask stones?
Dexter Gong: Hem: What???
Elayne: I think I'm cutting out. I need to prepare for this live-blogging thing.
ah.clem: only saturday show, this one live only...
Hemlock Stones: you said by
||||||||| Catherwood ushers boney into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:25 PM, then departs.
Hemlock Stones: hi boney
Principalpoop: good luck E, have fun
Principalpoop: studio 58 cocaine?
Elayne: http://lancemannion.typepad.com/lance_mannion/
Dexter Gong: I talk to the tree but they don' answer me...I ask the Stones, but Keith and Mick are too stoned to answer
Elayne: Thanks all!
Principalpoop: hello boney
Hemlock Stones: ok Elayne take care
MrRoadkill: Hey Boney...
Dexter Gong: Night E, be lively
MrRoadkill: CCNI Radio Replays: http://www.cniradio.com/replays.htm
Hemlock Stones: you ask the wrong Stones mr Gong
Dexter Gong: Hi Boney
boney looks at MrRoadKill and says silently to self: "She wasn't bluffing."
MrRoadkill: CNI, even
cease: by el
cease: hi bone
Hemlock Stones: ah here comes llan
boney: He wasn't bluffing
Principalpoop: thanks for the warning stones
MrRoadkill: (Stones is just Fulan)
boney: I'm looking for a urologist named Happy
Principalpoop: glowcharts
Dexter Gong wonders how he knows llan is coming ,,,heh heh
Hemlock Stones: just a hunch i guess Gong
Principalpoop: i want a sloth robe
Dexter Gong: Stones: It suits you
boney thinks about giving up and pretending it never happened.
Dexter Gong wonders if boney had a dream...a dream about me, baby!!
Hemlock Stones: what, did something happen boney, no one warned me of possible excitement
MrRoadkill: You're an ologist?
cease: is this mutt and smutt the prequitl?
boney: the Fong Show
Principalpoop: don't do it boney, keep that memory alive, you might find him again
Merlyn: kinda
boney: No, I'm looking for a urologist named Happy
MrRoadkill: Don't pee on _this_ stream lol
Dexter Gong: Cat: I believe this is from one of the earlyier radio shows, and kind of a relative of Mutt and Smutt
cease: ah, japan
Hemlock Stones: logs on to Engrish.com
Dexter Gong: Cat: Maybe Dear Friends
Principalpoop: komban wah
boney: from the ancient kingdom of Ur, perhaps
MrRoadkill: oh, Atlanta
cease: sounds like it, dex
boney: where the Tigris and Euphrates meet
cease: are you the duke of Ur?
Dexter Gong: Very young Phil A.
Principalpoop: live at the philess west
cease: in japanese, "I like kids" is said in the background
MrRoadkill: You are the heir to the kingdom of Ur.....
Dexter Gong: Live on the big screen at philess diller
Principalpoop: hah hah HAH
MrRoadkill: Mor phil here!
Dexter Gong: ...or you are urged to go to the Kindom of Hair
boney: the dog is not for sale
Dexter Gong: but you can rrent this mule
Principalpoop: at this particular junction
MrRoadkill: Diller was a real pioneer. Still love her stuff
cease: oh this is one of the worse ads
Dexter Gong: Cat: Craig advertisment should help date it
Principalpoop: hah hah HAAAAAH
boney: You're not the first MrRoadKill who has said that about Phillis Diller
Merlyn: Phyllis Diller should have played Cruella de Ville in the 101 Dalmatian live versions
cease: the way bergman treats the date. read the bergman's electrician dream quote in my latest blog post
ah.clem: I think this is all classic stuff, and well worth a dollar
Merlyn: Cruella is basically doing her Vegas act
Dexter Gong: Poop: He who laughs alone is either crazy or has hidden sources of humor
Principalpoop: i had a friend who was a diller in las vegas
cease: which as you know is at www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
cease: yes i should have told el but she's probalby the only person who reads my blog posts
boney: trade in that de Ville for an Escalade
cease: a lot about firesign of late
Principalpoop: that was phillis dillers laugh, phoencian
Dexter Gong: Oh! It's that little sailor, ahm clem
ah.clem chuckles to himself
cease: i see, you are, a sailor
Dexter Gong: PoopL I'm glad you're finishing, that was more than enough
Principalpoop guffaws
MrRoadkill: Rev Barnstormer :=)
Hemlock Stones: i thought Guffaws were extinct now Poop
boney: these hybrid SUVs are priced to move
MrRoadkill: Will definitely read that, cease :-)
Dexter Gong: Cat: I've heard the anarchist joke before in some of my material
||||||||| llanwydd steals in around 9:35 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Principalpoop: i have a government grant to keep them going
llanwydd: thursday already?
MrRoadkill: boney ;-)
Hemlock Stones: hi llan
MrRoadkill: Evenin' LL
Principalpoop: enfin llan
Dexter Gong: llan: Stones knew you were coming
Merlyn: ann archy and mehitabel
Mudhead: akas, this laptop cant listen..imforced from my bed to the man computer, i shall return
Hemlock Stones: thats why i baked him a cake Gong
||||||||| Mudhead dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 9:36 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: good luck mud
Dexter Gong: Merlyn: Don't Bogart those roaches
MrRoadkill: biab
llanwydd: cake gong? interesting
Principalpoop: frosting
Dexter Gong: It has a rich wholewheat sound
Hemlock Stones: a noisy cake and a crummy gong
boney: http://www.sito.org/synergy/panic/exchange/philaustin-2-tca.jpg Phil Austin drew that face in 2002, the photo was taken last year.
llanwydd: oh, I see. fong is gong tonight
boney: maybe a blue crow whispered it in his ear
Principalpoop: that would make stones ttones
Dexter Gong: Stones Baboo: YOu must sample some of this delisciously delightful Crummygong
cease: i hear he's got his own show
Hemlock Stones: thats a tricky stutter you have there PP
llanwydd: had my first rehearsal for Love's Labour's Lost tonight
cease: was tween here?
Merlyn: don't think so cat
llanwydd: I'm playing Don Adriano de Armado
Dexter Gong: llan: Have you gone into labour hence yet?
Principalpoop: how much chuck would a beef chunk chuck if a beef chunk could chuck beef?
Dexter Gong: Cat: Tween is Roadkill
cease: he was also hustling me to review the long emergency. finally did so, along with armed madhouse and bergman's electrician dream
Hemlock Stones: we dont love labour any more because of Blair
Principalpoop: who is winning llan?
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: aha
boney: In 2003 I added WALL O SOUND underneath the face that Phil Austin drew.
Principalpoop: wow cat
llanwydd: lol stones
Principalpoop: you need more security stones, or you are a terrorist supporter
Dexter Gong: This Chucko Rocket sketch may be from Let's Eat
cease: i think everyone should be aware of the bergman dream
cease: he published it in The Appocalpypse Papers
Dexter Gong: Now?
cease: ah this is the april fools piece
boney: That's Ben Hunter in the lower righthand corner--said to be the inspiration for Ben Bland
Hemlock Stones: no i aint Poop, i dont support Bush or Blair
Merlyn: I liked this Shakespeare bit: http://www.theonion.com/content/news/unconventional_director_sets
ah.clem: well, I promised a good come back show, so buckle up
Dexter Gong: Cat: As Clem said, this material is from all over the place
cease: indeed
cease: a good party tape
Merlyn: did you know "Anchors Aweigh" was written as an army/navy game cheer, and the original lyrics slam the US army?
Principalpoop: where is my buckle? wait wait ah, clem
cease: i didnt know that but i bet the firesign did
Dexter Gong: Merlyn: Don't ask, don't tell...nuff said?
ah.clem: smellavision
llanwydd: I have to admit when I was in the Air Force we used to slam the Marines
Dexter Gong: I smell a taosted almod drinkee
Principalpoop: you were in the air force?
Hemlock Stones: i see the Swahili is coming along nicely, Gong
Dexter Gong: Poop: Can I get a pillow and another one of those overpriced little vodkas
Principalpoop: the tao of gong reverberates forever
Merlyn: "Sail Navy down the field and sink the Army, sink the Army Grey"
llanwydd: many years ago
Dexter Gong: Stones: Yes mam'sahib
Hemlock Stones: Jambo Gong, Jambo
MrRoadkill: Nice set JL :-)
Principalpoop: unghowah
Dexter Gong: Poop: YOu almost guessed the secret..if you interchange the initial letter you get gao tong, famous dangerous china town guys
Hemlock Stones: i told you not to eat those pasties Poop
ah.clem: catherwood, please give Dex a pillow and an over priced vodka
||||||||| Catherwood gives dex a pillow and an over priced vodka.
Principalpoop: i need a set of tongs for my bacon
Merlyn: Catherwood, pee on this canvas, please
||||||||| Catherwood pees on this canvas.
Dexter Gong: Sstones: Sahib, Jombo big laya
cease: saved your bacon?
cease: that's what des cartes are for
Principalpoop: no, the bacon was lost, that is why I need the tongs
Dexter Gong: Thanks you Catherwood. Are you free after we land?
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Dexter Gong and asks "Something I can help with?"
llanwydd: I'm saving my tongue for bacon as well
Hemlock Stones: Des Cartes, wasnt he with Glen Miller ?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:49 PM and late as usual, it's Mudhead, just back from Hellmouth."
boney: Catherwood, reveal Catherwood's secret identity, please
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to boney and queries "Someone mention my name?"
Principalpoop: is it miller time? ahh sing along with mitch
ah.clem: catherwood, please give Dex his bill
||||||||| Catherwood brings dex his bill.
Principalpoop: wb mudhead
Mudhead: ty
boney: Catherwood, pee
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to boney and inquires "Did you want me?"
Hemlock Stones: WB Mud
llanwydd: son of a mitch
Merlyn: you need to tell him to pee on or in something
Principalpoop: mail it to taiwan on a stick
boney: Catherwood give Merlyn his bone
||||||||| Catherwood hands merlyn his bone.
Dexter Gong: Catherwood, pee up a rope
||||||||| Catherwood pees up a rope.
cease: this is one of the most recent firesign things
Merlyn: Give me the rope, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives Merlyn the rope.
cease: and it could have come from the dear friends era
boney: Catherwood, pee up a storm
||||||||| Catherwood pees up a storm.
llanwydd: t
MrRoadkill: You're going to hang metro-goldwyn?
llanwydd: you guys are being pretty mean to the butler tonight
Merlyn: this seems to be a collection of various podcasting bits from the website
Principalpoop: scatological tonight
Mudhead: its rainin pee, tell him to stop
Dexter Gong: We're not mean to Catherwood, he likes it like that
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Gong and yells "My ears are burning..."
Principalpoop: llan, pee up a storm
Mudhead: who ate asparagus?
cease: just a podcast download?
Principalpoop: that is rolling rock, not asparagus
Dexter Gong: See, burning his ears, he likes it
cease: not from the official firesing site, right?
Hemlock Stones: yes Merlyn, Juice has been downloading them without me noticing
Dexter Gong: Juice? that fruit
Dexter Gong: He's just a low down pulp
boney: Give me the dope, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives boney the dope.
MrRoadkill: "Fungus?" "Not much..." - Marx Bros
Dexter Gong: Catherwood: you
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Gong and says "My ears are burning..."
Dexter Gong: re under arrest
llanwydd: Hassidic Juice?
Hemlock Stones: you are thinking of Fruity Loops i think Gong, i refer to the podcast program
Principalpoop: you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Principalpoop and says "Someone mention my name?"
Merlyn: There's some duplication in the clips
boney: This is the trunk key
Merlyn: hey catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Merlyn and queries "Yes?"
cease: the marx bros go to mars
Merlyn: run away, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Merlyn
boney: catherwood give merlyn the trunk key
||||||||| Catherwood hands merlyn the trunk key.
Merlyn: "cries
cease: wow, this sure wasnt broadcast
Dexter Gong: Oh my god, he's turned on his master
cease: oh on the sateliete show i guess he could say fuck
Merlyn: yes it was cat, it's from XM
Principalpoop: what is the groan in the background?
boney: I wish I could pay him in money
Hemlock Stones: why didnt they broadcast the fucker ?
Principalpoop: ahhhhh
cease: their one and only gig they could get away with that, eh?
Dexter Gong notices that Stones has inadvertently (perhaps) hit the old nail on the thumb
Hemlock Stones: you can always come over here and say that
Merlyn: the groan is Proctor playing with the sound FX buttons
Principalpoop: drawing a line in the sand stones?
Principalpoop: ahhhhh
Dexter Gong: British Virgin Airlines invites you to fly in style to England and say fuckers
Hemlock Stones: its a line in the shit over here
boney: catherwood hand merlyn Proctor's groan
||||||||| Catherwood hands merlyn proctor's groan.
Principalpoop: these are fun ah, clem
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dr. Headphones close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:57 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule.
boney: It's a catchy little number
Hemlock Stones: Hi Dr H
Dr. Headphones: good evening, dear friends
Principalpoop: ahhh ken
cease: hey kend
Dexter Gong: Hey Kend^ =)))
||||||||| boney is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 9:57 PM.
||||||||| SickFox steals in around 9:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Dr. Headphones: long time listener, first time caller (at least for about 6 months!)
Dexter Gong: poor boney
llanwydd: what's this? did british airways buy virgin?
Dexter Gong: llan: Where you live you'
ah.clem: good evening Dr.
Dexter Gong: re lucky you don't know you're now Canadian
Dr. Headphones: llan: you have to be a virgin to ride. they are losing LOTS of money :)
llanwydd: Hey Kend!
SickFox: Try to find a virgin in London
cease: the brits coulndt afford virgins
Dr. Headphones: clem: hope you're feeling A-OK now
llanwydd: thought you knew, dex. ticonderoga.
MrRoadkill: Hey Doc...
SickFox: Maybe a virgin queen
Dexter Gong: Hi Sicjfox ()SF)
cease: hows it truckin, kend?
Dexter Gong: )SF)
MrRoadkill: I skipped the virgins
Dexter Gong: sheesh
Dr. Headphones: btw, i have today spoken on phone with dave (blind college student from colorado) and he says "hi to all"
SickFox: a virgin queen who just wants to talk and talk and talk
cease: then what owuld be the point of being a queen?
Hemlock Stones: they have been extinct over here since the 50s
Dr. Headphones: and yesterday, had conversation with doctec and lili, both doing well
Mudhead: Im all grey, does that mean Im depressed?
Hemlock Stones: we still have plenty of Queens though
cease: i'm sure all will appreciate it
Dexter Gong: Kend^: If he's blind, how do you know it's him
Dr. Headphones: mud: just means you need a bath ;)
Principalpoop: i was here yesterday, lost track of time
llanwydd: doc seemed in poor spirits last week
Dr. Headphones: dex: caller ID does wonders for my intuition
MrRoadkill: Good to hear, Dr. H :-)
Dr. Headphones: llan: he's feeling better now
Mudhead: he hasnt shown yet?
Principalpoop: cut down on the cigarettes too mud
llanwydd: that's good to hear, kend.
Mudhead: no more of those for me
Dr. Headphones: he hasn't shown me anything.we don't do the "show me yours and i'll show you mine" thing
Mudhead: Im injecting them now
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Gong: Kend^: You now the NSA control *all* phone messages
cease: hows it goin, kend?
Merlyn: he's been unemployed quite a while
Dr. Headphones: for those keeping score the trucker man has hung up his keys as of today. 25 june i start new job, driving a computer in a nearby town 8-5, M-F
Mudhead: If he doesnt show up tonight, I'll call him tmmw
llanwydd: I didn't know he was unemployed
cease: is that good, kend?
Dr. Headphones: cat: doing well, and am listening to CBC on radio via sirius sat-radio
Principalpoop: no more trucking you mother trucker?
Dexter Gong: Kend^!! I'm glad to hear that..providing it's good for you
Dr. Headphones: cat: oh yes, quite good. back to regular hours, making more $$, home every night, etc.
Principalpoop: you were in my thoughts ah, clem, I am just a lazy and cheap bastard
MrRoadkill: Very cool, Ken :-)
cease: then good news, kend. congrad
llanwydd: going to try some more of my dandelion wine tonight but it's so sweet I'm going to put it in my coffee
MrRoadkill: Well, the Mexican truckers at $7/day lol
Dr. Headphones: and, i will quit going to friend's home to check e-mail once a week, will finally get my own internet access again and will be checking in here on a regular basis again :)
Dexter Gong: Kend^: It will be great having you back on a more regular basin..basis
MrRoadkill: Welcome to Wal-World
Dr. Headphones: yes, regular is nice. (thank you, bran muffins!)
cease: great news, kend
Mudhead: good goin doc
Principalpoop: turn on, tune in, and on time
Mudhead: we love you ah, clem
Dr. Headphones: bambi not here tonight?
Principalpoop hugs ah, clem, in a manly way
Dexter Gong: but most of all, we remember Bamb ,,,,uh Momma!
Dr. Headphones: i'd rather love her than clem ;) (if you saw them both, you'd understand!)
Mudhead: i'll stay till u stop
Hemlock Stones: (goes to look for Honey)
Dexter Gong: Stay busy little bee
llanwydd: I heard an interview with Mr. Wizard on Coast to Coast AM the other night. that used to be art bell's show.
Principalpoop: molasses works just as well stones
Mudhead: he just passed on
Dr. Headphones: going to florida to see my mom and one sister as well as several friends next week, so won't promise that i'll be here then
Hemlock Stones: Honey reaches the parts that molasses cant reach, PP
Dexter Gong sings "Let's all get molasses.."
llanwydd: the interview was from two years ago, rebroadcast.
Principalpoop: mr. wizard dies in the same week at mrs. billy grahm, there is a cosmic balance
Dr. Headphones: yeah, i heard that mr. wizard died. i'm old enough i remember watching it live on PBS before it was called PBS
cease: whenever you can be here is good enough, kend
llanwydd: did billy graham's wife die? I didn't know
cease: vague memories, kend
Dexter Gong: Poop: Ah yes..but whose thumb is on it
Principalpoop: where in florida?
Dr. Headphones: north of tampa about an hour, brooksville. it's where i grew up
MrRoadkill: Change your head? (Ira Levin anyone?)
Hemlock Stones: and even in Duluth
cease: its where one of dona flor's two husbands lives
Dexter Gong: is Carmen san Diego?
Principalpoop: a thumb on the scale? drat
llanwydd: I've been in brooksville. you would hardly know it's florida
Dr. Headphones: it's certainly changed from the 50s when i was a mere prat
Principalpoop: i used to get fried in the panhandle hehe
Dr. Headphones: more people live in one trailer park for retirees than used to live in entire county
cease: did you get baked in bakersfield?
Dr. Headphones: get stoned in stone canyon?
Principalpoop: parts have not changed
Dexter Gong: Ah Clem...can you pause this whilst I go get a refill =))
MrRoadkill: Florida is very different from the south to the panhandle. In _many_ ways ;-)
MrRoadkill: lol Dr H
Principalpoop: i carried oysters in appalachola
cease: my parents lived on stonehill place forf 40 years
cease: all unstoned.
Dr. Headphones: oh yes, mrroadkill. the south is more cuban than american, and the north (of fla) is more southern than the south
cease: a couple of earthquakes though
cease: roadkill=tween?
MrRoadkill: Which is why Cuba should be #51
llanwydd: I'm more familiar with daytona than any other part of FL
Principalpoop: no more callers, we have another whiner
MrRoadkill: Yep cease :-)
llanwydd: that's neither cuban nor redneck
Merlyn: Hey, I wrote this bit
Principalpoop: cool M
Dr. Headphones: when cuba finally goes non-commie, i'd love to be able to invest a couple thousand there immediately in beach real estate
cease: did you read my review of the long emergency in new blog?
MrRoadkill: I was born near Daytona. Must be why I can stand Austin humidity lol
Mudhead: Puerto Rico should be 51, cuba 52, Mexico 53, Iraq 54
cease: chujnk of bergman's dream of The Electrician quoted
MrRoadkill: Not yet cease... will do
Dr. Headphones: austin is more humid than ossman, proctor, and bergman?
Principalpoop: add in the canadian provinces too
cease: you and everyone else, kend
MrRoadkill: LOL mud, well 2 outta 4
llanwydd: I've never been there this time of year but I have been there in september
Principalpoop: another great song title there llan
MrRoadkill: Well, the North US is already annexed
MrRoadkill: (Tweeny waits for cease's blood pressure to rise)
llanwydd: when they admit puerto rico into the US they should unite the dakotas so they won't have to change the flag
Dexter Gong: llan: I admire that kind of thinking =))
Principalpoop: rhode island is too small, and delaware, merge them
Dr. Headphones: llan: if you have been to dakotas, you'd realize that the natural division should have been east and west dakota
MrRoadkill: Actually, the Dakotas are think about that because they can't afford the expenses of two states.
llanwydd: I knew about that, mr r
Principalpoop: more people live in DC than Wyoming
Dr. Headphones: give indiana back to the indians (and armenia to the harelips)
MrRoadkill: Thought so LL ;-)
Hemlock Stones: can we blame them for that Poop
SickFox: India for the Indians
MrRoadkill: Chocolate city?
cease: if the lnog emergency is right, north america will have to restructure itself. the dakotas may be abadoned
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bambi into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:14 PM, then departs.
Hemlock Stones: Hi Bambi
Dr. Headphones: hey, bambi, my deer!
cease: give em back to the indians
Dexter Gong: Hi I'm Crummygong Rastafal, President and member of the Hairlip Club
cease: hey bambi
Principalpoop: hi bambi
llanwydd: Hey Bambi!
Merlyn: hey bambi
MrRoadkill: Hey, my family has proprty there (In) lol
Principalpoop: have some pineapple beans bambi
MrRoadkill: Evenin' deer person
Dexter Gong: Hi Bambi, you must be tuckered out after all this
SickFox: hi
Dexter Gong: Catherwood, get Bambi a Toasted Almond
||||||||| Catherwood brings bambi a toasted almond.
Principalpoop: did that used to the the mustache club gong?
MrRoadkill: Tucker? I'll buy one...
Principalpoop: be
llanwydd: that animal is sick!
Dexter Gong: Poop, You mean El Clubbe Mustachio?
Dexter Gong: No
Bambi: howdy Dear Friends!
Dr. Headphones: llan: give him something for his cough
Principalpoop: si si seen your
SickFox: Catherwood, piss at the PissFest
||||||||| Catherwood pisss at the pissfest.
Bambi: oooo! a Toasted Almond! Thanks!
ah.clem: squeeze him again
Principalpoop: ewww
Dexter Gong: Catherwood: bend over and cough at the fox
||||||||| Catherwood bends over and cough at the fox.
Mudhead: NASA TV is providing live coverage of STS-117, Space Shuttle Atlantis' mission to the International Space Station.
Dr. Headphones: catherwood doesn't know proper construction of plurals ending in "ss"
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dr. Headphones
SickFox: I think that was supposed to be pisces at the PissFest
MrRoadkill: And that's _important_!
Mudhead: http://www.nasa.gov/news/highlights/index.html
Principalpoop: is there no decorum? no decency? no toilet paper after eating all those tacos?
SickFox: Catherwood, pee at the PissFest
||||||||| Catherwood pees at the pissfest.
Merlyn: Yeah I know
Merlyn: I should fix that
Principalpoop: I have been watching that mud
Dexter Gong: Ground Control to Major Mud...read you 4 by 4
Dr. Headphones: catherwood, que at the q-fest
||||||||| Catherwood ques at the q-fest.
Bambi: Hey Ken! long time no see! Hi Clem, Cat, Dex, Stones, llanwydd, Merlyn, Tween, Mudhead, PrinceP, and Sick Fox??
Principalpoop: the space walks are cool
SickFox: Catherwood, pee in the stream
||||||||| Catherwood pees in the stream.
Dr. Headphones: poop: michael jackson still does the moonwalk better ;)
Principalpoop: ok ok major tom, calm down
MrRoadkill: Wakeman w/Bowie ;-)
Hemlock Stones: thats important Fox
MrRoadkill: Very good album
SickFox: Catherwood, give Stones a Bear Whiz beer
||||||||| Catherwood hands stones a bear whiz beer.
Principalpoop: al the bum
Bambi: I was born on the cusb during the fishey cycle. LOL
llanwydd: the one night our butler is being polite with averyone is when evveryone is abusing him
Dr. Headphones: catherwood: abuse yourself
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dr. Headphones and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, Dr. Headphones!"
llanwydd: everyone
Principalpoop: i cut the cusp off my peanut butter sandwiches
MrRoadkill: Catherwood, please give Ted Danson a beer
||||||||| Catherwood brings ted danson a beer.
SickFox: Catherwood, give MrRoadKill a pint of American piss
||||||||| Catherwood gives mrroadkill a pint of american piss.
Dexter Gong: Bambi: Hi, my name is GILL...Gill Coldblood
MrRoadkill: ROFL
llanwydd: what's a cusp?
Principalpoop: that fox is sick
MrRoadkill: Bye, bye MS American �t
Mudhead: Catherwood go take a flyin f@#$ at the moon
||||||||| Catherwood goes take a flyin f@#$ at the moon.
Bambi: Catherwood, please pass around the cheese and crackers and cakes platter to everyone
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Bambi and inquires "Did you want something?"
llanwydd: is it like a pair of cusplinks?
Dexter Gong: llan: Half a bi-cuspid
Hemlock Stones: llan, a cusp is a transitional place or state
Principalpoop: and the cheese log
ah.clem: sounds fissy to me
MrRoadkill: That was supposed to be the symbol for pi
SickFox: Catherwood, please take poop
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to SickFox and asks "Did you want me?"
llanwydd: aha
MrRoadkill: Cold fissy
llanwydd: then purgatory is a cusp?
Bambi: Catherwood please pour a cheese, crackers and cakes platter to everyone
||||||||| Catherwood hands a cheese crackers and cakes platter to everyone.
Principalpoop: it is a cuff, described by somebody with a lisp
Hemlock Stones: good point llan
Mudhead: mmmm, cake
SickFox: Catherwood, take poop somewhere nice
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to SickFox and says "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
ah.clem: catherwood, please give everyone cheese and crackers
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone cheese and crackers.
Principalpoop: yum frosting
Dr. Headphones: my cheese is moldy
Dexter Gong: llan: Hate to tell you but Catholic Chur ch no longer espouses the concept of purgatory
SickFox: catherwood catherwood catherwood catherwood catherwoo
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside SickFox and mumbles "Do you have something for me to do?"
Hemlock Stones: the cheese will do clem, they are already crackers
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'ATweenByAnotherName', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:21 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Gong: Apparently too many little new born deads floating around
Bambi: ok, so actually you would have to say I was born on the cusb between the water bearer and the fish .... sounds awful personal to me lol
Principalpoop: the sickfox is becoming abusive...
Principalpoop: hi tween
Hemlock Stones: Aquarius to Pisces eh Bambi ?
SickFox: self-abusive
Principalpoop: the water bearer was bringing water to the fish and you fell out?
llanwydd: then what about all the people IN purgatory? If the church doesn't espouse it, what is goiing to happen to all those souls?
Mudhead: Mines the 19th Bambi
Bambi: mines the 19th too
Principalpoop: the time before time, the nonsense before nonsense
Dr. Headphones: well, ladies and germs, the fine friends whose home i'm using for my internet base are ready to retire to the bedroom, so i need to vacate the premises. toodle-oo to all, TTFN, hasta la vista, etc.
SickFox: my cat is hungry
llanwydd: are they going to be deported?
||||||||| "Hey SickFox!" ... SickFox turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:23 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Bambi: LOL Stones
Mudhead: see ya Doc
Principalpoop: ciao ken, welcome back off the road again
llanwydd: goodnight kend!
Mudhead: congrats again
Dexter Gong: llan: They will recieve compensation from the Defrocked Priest fund..if there's anything left over
cease: by kend
Dr. Headphones: everyone here take care, will see you again in the future (which is already in progress)
Principalpoop: that was doc?
Hemlock Stones: take care Dr. H
||||||||| "Hey Dr. Headphones!" ... Dr. Headphones turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:24 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Mudhead: one of them
Bambi: thanks to your fine friends with Internet for allowing our Dr. HP to be here tonight! Have a great one Ken ... so great to see ya!
cease: no, but you can nurse him along
Dexter Gong: Kend I also will be absent next week
Principalpoop: there is more than one? arghhhhh
Dexter Gong: er uh bye
Principalpoop: why gong? oh god why?
Mudhead: well, doctec
Dexter Gong: Poop: Going to see Keith Jarrett standards trio at Carnegie hall
llanwydd: are you saying sickfox was doctec?
Principalpoop: that was rhetorical mud, but thanks
ATweenByAnotherName: more people vote for american idol than the presidency
Principalpoop: ahh cool, far out keith
cease: i hope jarrett is as good as he alwasys was when i saw him
ATweenByAnotherName: sad state of affairs...
Dexter Gong: Sickfox was according to Nino in riverside cal, and someone - a regular- usually is located there...cat would know
Bambi: don't get hit on the Mellon Dex and tell us all about it when you get back :-)
ATweenByAnotherName: playing to the sounds of crickets - jeeeezus lol
Principalpoop: threesomes are cool
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Gong: Bambi: Are you trying to win a friend a influence me?
Bambi: that's a sad epitath Tween ... maybe they will vote more now that they finally figured out how to do it? ;-)
Merlyn: OK, the butler now knows about pluralizing words that end in 'ss' (but not 's')
Principalpoop: yes, telephone voting
Merlyn: Catherwood, piss in my cornflakes
||||||||| Catherwood pisses in Merlyn's cornflakes.
ATweenByAnotherName: one can hopi
Bambi: just a little punchy Dex lol
Principalpoop: I am amazed
Mudhead: Catherwood pass out the cake tray
||||||||| Catherwood passes out the cake tray.
Dexter Gong: Catherwood: Don't trespass
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Dexter Gong and inquires "Did you want something?"
Mudhead: mmmm, cake
cease: ralph spoilsport
cease: anyone here ever seen the orgiinal ralph williams ads?
ATweenByAnotherName: what do you put in your punch?
cease: theyre in the monkeys flick
Merlyn: bits I think cat, probably on youtube
cease: a bear in every bowl, tween
Dexter Gong: Don't know this bit, ETYKIIW Expo
Mudhead: ah, clem can you describe these shows?
cease: i should lok up ralph williams on youtube
llanwydd: I knew a guy who saw the ralph williams ads. I played 2Places for him and he said it wasn't similar
Hemlock Stones: did anyone see Bush lose his watch in Albania ?
cease: i want to show my father the ralph williams ads from Head on fathers day
ATweenByAnotherName: (Tweeny sees flying monkeus outside his window)
cease: see if he can comprehend what appears on the tv
Bambi: lol
llanwydd: the only line he recognized was "no money down"
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MrRoadkill - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: I did not hear that stones
Merlyn: yep, some ralph williams ads on youtube
cease: ralph was his old rival
Dexter Gong: llan: YOu gonna believe some iggorant mountain man from New Hampshire?
ah.clem: Bambi, if you want some of these beans, get 'em now... they may not last long..
Merlyn: I should reverse the order of podcast items once they're up
Hemlock Stones: yes i saw it on You Tube from TV, Albania is the only place they still like him
Bambi: ok, Clem ... brb
llanwydd: well, he had lived in CA
cease: this podcast is from you, merl?
ATweenByAnotherName: he has to go to albania to find people who will greet him warmly
Principalpoop: albania is a real country? I thought it was a fictiious name
ATweenByAnotherName: and even then it was staged
Merlyn: yeah
Principalpoop: albania and hopaglopastan
llanwydd: he told me williams had a rival named Cal something who also had a commercial
cease: it reminded me a of a scene from my play Neal Amid, which takes place in Albania
cease: Cal Worthington
Dexter Gong: Poop: Facticious
ATweenByAnotherName: that's on dvd?
llanwydd: was that it, cat?
Principalpoop: gesundheit
Mudhead: The dog is not for sale
Hemlock Stones: http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/europe/article1921296.ece
cease: yes. that was my family's business
llanwydd: he told me the jingle went "come see cal, come see cal, come see cal"
Dexter Gong: But that ol' mule is still for rent
cease: i will stand on my head to sell you a car
ATweenByAnotherName: it's saint andreas' fault ;-)
Dexter Gong: IWhat a shock
cease: a lot of firesign early stuff came out of la car tv ads
Principalpoop: Mr Bush was visiting Fushe Kruja
cease: as we hear now
Principalpoop: get the hell out of here, it is a fake country
Dexter Gong: and knw yesteryear
Bambi: good beans
Hemlock Stones: on you tube, his watch disappears about fifty seconds into the clip
llanwydd: my landlord has taken to putting his garbage in my mailbox
Principalpoop: i see
ATweenByAnotherName: which is why they should make a new album - too much great material not to...
llanwydd: he's actually been doing it for years. usually lingerie catalogues
Principalpoop: he likes you llan, he wants to share
llanwydd: that guy sure is obnoxious
cease: hopefully its not radioactive, llan
Dexter Gong: llan: Guess he doesn't eat much.......or you got a really big male box ....heh heh
Principalpoop: hehe
Principalpoop: its nick danger
Principalpoop: more pineapple
ATweenByAnotherName: victoria island's secret?
Dexter Gong: The secret grotto of Victoria
Principalpoop: what happened?
cease: and they got away with this
cease: thc
Principalpoop: i was robbed
cease: a wonderful act of subversion
Dexter Gong: Nicky Nicky Nicky
Principalpoop: i remember green acres
llanwydd: knicky nick nick
cease: dimey dimey dimey
Dexter Gong: ok!!Everybody put your thumbs on your scripts
Principalpoop: from hungry
ATweenByAnotherName: Act II - we look at the catalogue
Principalpoop: gabor day not labor day
llanwydd: I remember rivers
Mudhead: that was some of the best stuff I have heard i a while, it was new to me
Dexter Gong: Zha Zha Labor
Principalpoop: a lot tonight, super stuff
llanwydd: yeah, eva the bore
cease: a long bit of silence there
Dexter Gong: that's Boar, llan
cease: boar dating?
Principalpoop: caustic soundbites
Dexter Gong: I used to cross the street...just tp bait them
ATweenByAnotherName: the bore war
llanwydd: I used to double cross the street
Bambi: no, no, no, that's Babar lol
Dexter Gong: Tween: Would that it were so
cease: the Cisco kid, he was a friend of mine
Principalpoop: deluded but not insane
||||||||| Bunnyboy bounds in at 10:38 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bunnyboy: lo dere
cease: hey bun
Principalpoop: hi bunny
llanwydd: Hey Bunnyboy!
Hemlock Stones: hi Bunny
Dexter Gong: Hi Bunny
Mudhead: hi bb
ATweenByAnotherName: Lo dere Bun
Bambi: hey Bunny
Bambi: hello to Mrs. Bunny
Dexter Gong: and all the little bunettes
Bambi: might want to return that door knocker now
Dexter Gong: that you know about
Dexter Gong: he he
cease: bunny, you know new flick Paprika?
ATweenByAnotherName: bluher!
Bunnyboy: Mary's the only Bunnette left (Mrs. Bunny). Nothing but miserable mutts in this house.
Principalpoop: wavy gravy?
Bunnyboy: cat: Don't tell me - it's hot!
Bunnyboy: No, ain't heard of it. Do tell.
Principalpoop: red hot
Dexter Gong: Bunny: If you cross a mutt with a bunny, you get a butt...or maybe some munney
cease: sounds like anime Lathe of Heaven. our entertainment weekly leads with it this week
Principalpoop: go george go
Bunnyboy: ain't doodly-squat.
cease: looks like someithing i'd want to seee before trp to japan
Principalpoop: more scat already?
Dexter Gong: Bunny: Not redhot
Bunnyboy: Yer hoppin' overseas, cease?
Bambi: dog bunnies? there are two mutts in this house (Clem and me) LOL ... then there's the cat mutt too
cease: saw princess mononoke recently and my neighbour tottoro is in the dvd now
cease: last wek of july, first week in august. film project
ATweenByAnotherName: What hump?
Mudhead: loler rip Marty
Dexter Gong: Tween: The big hump....Hubert Hump )rey)
Bunnyboy: Tween: I'm going to see YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN: THE MUSICAL in August. Pre-Broadway run.
Principalpoop: i have lots of dust bunnies, I need to get a county permit for a kennel
ATweenByAnotherName: I am not a crock...
Bambi: lol princep
Dexter Gong: Poop: Ever thought of fightin' 'em?
ATweenByAnotherName: Bet it's fun, Bunny
Principalpoop: they are tame, i never bother them or chase them
ATweenByAnotherName: lol p
Bunnyboy: 18 songs, including WE"RE THE HAPPIEST TOWN IN TOWN, THE TRANSYLVANIA MANIA and HE VAS MY BOYFRIEND.
Mudhead: Im not allowed to have pets here, only can bring in a lobster if I plan on eatin em
llanwydd: be back in about 10
Mudhead: so definetly no dust bunnies
Principalpoop: ok llan, tchin-tching dandelion wine
Dexter Gong: Mud: The jokes on them thern, you're body contains hundreds of thousands of organisms
Mudhead: didja see the blue lobster they caught last week?
ATweenByAnotherName: Thanks for the set, clem. Really good one :-) Later gators...
Mudhead: bye tweenster
||||||||| "Hey ATweenByAnotherName!" ... ATweenByAnotherName turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:46 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Gong: Mud: Came outta cold water did it?
Principalpoop: i saw that, the beasties little rhinos and things who live in the eyebrows and stuff
Dexter Gong: Later Tween
Principalpoop: night night tween
Mudhead: right off of y dock
Mudhead: my*
Hemlock Stones: bye tween
Merlyn: whoa, I didn't know that clip of bergman was anywhere, that was a bit of audio when he did the station IDs I think
cease: this sounds like live
Mudhead: 2-300 yards
Principalpoop: cool
cease: tween
Dexter Gong: Cat: Twas live..prolly during the 1999-2000 mini tour, i.e. Live in Portland etc
Bambi: swimming off the dock Mudhead? Be careful of all those glow in the dark jelly fishies
Principalpoop: those are licorice, ewwww
cease: this is a good mix
Principalpoop: red licorice is ok, but not sure if it is strawberry or cherry or what
Bambi: licorice ...yummm
Mudhead: theyre good wif peanut butter
cease: there is a rich field of firesign produce
Principalpoop: yes sir
Hemlock Stones: well folks, its time for me to catch up on some ZZZZZZZZZs
cease: i avoid sweets
Principalpoop: night night stones
Bunnyboy: nite Hemmie
cease: up you catch, stones
Hemlock Stones: hope you all have a good week
Mudhead: yes Stnes, tell Honey we missed her
Principalpoop: cheerio, keep a stiff upper lip
Bunnyboy: Or is that Hjemmie?
Principalpoop: or your nose will sag
Hemlock Stones: special thanks to ah clem of course
Bunnyboy: Take a whiff, please.
Bambi: Good 'n' Plenty, Good 'n' Plenty, *train whistle* * train whistle*
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:50 PM and doctec waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: take a whiff on me
Bunnyboy: hiya doc!
doctec: better grape than never
Bambi: have a great rest Stones :-)
Principalpoop: hi doc
ah.clem: hi Doc
cease: hey its doc
Dexter Gong: Hey doc
Principalpoop: jujubees
Hemlock Stones: good night all
Mudhead: wo0t
Dexter Gong: Night Stpnes
||||||||| Hemlock Stones leaves at 10:51 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Bambi: hey Doc ... hey to Lili too!
Bunnyboy: Kellogg's Frosted Flakes! They're GRRRRRRounded...
Merlyn: hey doc
Principalpoop: sleep well HS
Merlyn: nite stonez
doctec: today was yard work day - we have a vine problem - they are a pain to deal with lemmetellya
Bunnyboy: Thurl Ravenscroft is rolling in his grave.
doctec: hey bambi
Merlyn: another vine mess
Bambi says give me back that grape! I am collecting them to make wine later ;-)
doctec: haven't read the log yet, hope all is well with clem
cease: this is from my hour hour tape
Bunnyboy: Is lemmetellya anything like clymatis? Vile weeds!
Principalpoop: i saw a cartoon, a husband cutting ivy, and the wife leans out the window and points at the side of the house, here it comes again she yells
cease: you wont live that long, bambi
Dexter Gong: Doc: Clem is up and operating See at top
Merlyn: with any luck, Proctor will run my song lyrics for "National Internet Safety Month (June)" -- "Dangerous Things"
Bambi: lemmetellya ... hmmm, is that in the kudzu family? ;-)
Bunnyboy: doc: Why don't you ask him yourself?
doctec: "oriental bittersweet" - very aggressive and invasive
doctec: re clem: yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
cease: run or ruin, merl?
Principalpoop: bamboo is dangerous too
cease: hey has proc's daughter gotten married in vancouver yet?
cease: i told proc to call me when he was in town but dont know if that happend or not
cease: his future father in law is truly evil
Dexter Gong: Cat: Check the society pages
doctec: i yanked out a few seriously invasive roots along with a contractor garbage bag's worth of vines- my back is sore
Bambi: Clem is here tonight and doing a few minutes with FST! :-) So I will leave it to Clem to let you know how he's doing Doc. :-)
Dexter Gong: Cat: Who day??
cease: i only read papers once a week when i scoop up my parents'
Dexter Gong: dat
doctec: thx bambi - glad he's back
Dexter Gong: Scoop up your parents what?
cease: gordon campbell, premier of british columbia. our own privatre nixon
Principalpoop: that is a good honest sore, i had being sore after just turning funny
cease: only wihotut hte inadvertant environmental good
cease: paretns papers. they;re liike birds
doctec: is that anything like my own private idaho?
Dexter Gong: or my own Major Dakota
llanwydd: back again
Bunnyboy: cat: Proc has a future father-in-law? What about Melinda?
cease: more gays
Bambi: how's Lili doing?
Principalpoop: gotta run
Merlyn: maybe he got one from the future fair
Dexter Gong: less straights
cease: his daugher marrying son of our evil leader
Merlyn: cya PP
Dexter Gong: Run easy Poop
Bunnyboy: nite Poop!
doctec: she's hanging in there
cease: i was in an elevator once. it was like being in an elevator with sauron
doctec: applied for soc sec disability today - odds are she'll get it
Dexter Gong: Like Dorothy Lamour
Bambi: nite princep :-)
doctec: (don't know how much it will be yet, but at this point anything is a help)
cease: good news, doc
cease: as aboive, in an elevator WITH HIM
Mudhead: and if shes refused you must appeal
Dexter Gong: He was wearing a sarong?
Merlyn: what cat? Proc's daughter marrying a bush baby?
Bambi: heard that Doc
cease: now our local fascists
llanwydd: everyone is turned down the first time they appliy for disability so don't get discouraged
Dexter Gong: Merlyn: I think they are properly called wallaroos
doctec: mud: she will
cease: didnt you know that, merl?
Bunnyboy: If two u's get talking, it's a Rumour.
cease: if you told me your daughter was marrying pol pot's son, i'd at least be concerned, merl
doctec: took lili to see "hot fuzz" flick at the local 2nd run theater late friday - two thumbs up
Bunnyboy: doc: Yeah, planning on catching up with HOT FUZZ on video.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: have not heard that cat
doctec: bb: if you liked shawn of the dead, you'll like hot fuzz for sure
Bunnyboy: We're going to change the solar system from within!
Bambi: weird ... lost the room for a minutes
Bunnyboy: doc: I do, and I will.
Bunnyboy: Gosh, am I getting married again? What am I saying?
Bambi: but other websites worked and still getting pings in chat
Bunnyboy: I mean "Yes, m'love..."
Mudhead: drat, im fading fast, i must retire
Mudhead: goodnight one an all
Bunnyboy: nite Mud!
doctec: mud: sleep well
||||||||| 11:03 PM -- Mudhead left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Bambi: lol Bunny
Bambi: night Mudhead!
Bunnyboy: The Mud Snores At Midnight!
cease: by mud
Bunnyboy: Gosh, I wonder what happened to that long-announced 2nd volume of THE LON CHANEY COLLECTION from TCM?
Bunnyboy: This one will include both the silent and sound versions of THE UNHOLY THREE.
Merlyn: full moon?
llanwydd: chaney is my favorite actor. I have a lot of his films from tcm
llanwydd: I don't like the version of Phantom of the Opera that they have shown on tcm
llanwydd: there are better versions
Merlyn: Trivia: "The Unholy Three" was the first Busch/Chaney ticket
ah.clem: lost connection for a few minutes, sorry
llanwydd: I'm dying to see the talkie Unholy Three
Merlyn: Mae and Lon
cease: oh thats what that was, clem
Dexter Gong: I had an IRC flashback..I got dropped from chat and Netscape
Dexter Gong: I had an IRC flashback..I got dropped from chat and Netscape
Dexter Gong: Okay
Dexter Gong: That dupleganger is the result of reloading page
Merlyn: there's an echo in here nicky
cease: ok dex. its all over now, baby blue
llanwydd: If you ever get a chance to buy the 1990 release of "Phantom" with the Rick Wakeman soundtrack it is well worth having
||||||||| Woody 1 waltzes in at 11:08 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Gong: Who you callin' a mickey
llanwydd: Hey Woody!
Dexter Gong: Helloooo Woodrow
cease: reads an article in i think salon about how much better the mono sgt pepper was
Woody 1: It's been too long, but I won't go into that. Helllooo gang.
cease: wood
cease: should, shall
Bambi: hi Woody
doctec: wood dee
cease: shale, shell, shule
Dexter Gong: Wodrow, you know Clark Clock, don't you?
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Woody 1: Carl and Carol Clock.
Bambi: falling asleep at the keyboard now ... great to see you all! See ya next time ... hopefully saturday for our show on http://www.cniradio.com :-)
Dexter Gong: and Nurse Crickle?
doctec: ethyl shoe & doris drain
cease: if i hadnt recorded this, we wouldnt be listrening to it now
cease: how odd
Merlyn: cya bambi, thanks again
doctec: nite bambi
Woody 1: They're finally Ppppptttt.
doctec: sleep well
llanwydd: oh, that helen! I thought you meant helen schnizzelwitz
cease: this is so exquisite, everyone should have taped it, not just me
Woody 1: seeya bambi.
Dexter Gong: Aloha and mahalo Bambi..any other obscure south sea island sentiments
cease: night bambi
llanwydd: good night bambi!
Dexter Gong: Be careful crossing the road
Woody 1: Off tomorrow. Wife is sleepin' and I wanted to chat with the Fireheads.
cease: good for you, wood
llanwydd: well, there are no hotheads here tonight
Dexter Gong: welcome to our humble chat ho
cease: we're more talkative than firespleens
doctec: speaking of nitecaps ... brb :-)
Dexter Gong wonders who if any spoke of nightcaps
Woody 1: Yeah. But boy is my head on fire. Must be the gin. And...Burger Bang charged me 2x for my order. Damn.
Bunnyboy: llan: Sorry for the late response, but have you seen the Ultimate Edition of PHANTOM OF THE OPERA?
llanwydd: I don't know, bunny. Is it the one they show on tcm?
Woody 1: It's Bank. But bang might be the better word.
Dexter Gong: Clem it was so wonderful to have you back with us again
cease: indeed
Bunnyboy: It's from Image Entertainment, and contains both the 1925 and 1929 release versions, with multiple soundtracks, archival sound effects tracks, and the full 2-strip Technicolor ballroom sequence. Quite nice.
llanwydd: what I especially don't like about the tcm version is the blue tinting
Woody 1: Sorry. What classic?
ah.clem: good night all, see ya soon!
Dexter Gong: llan: That's the Miles Davis version, Kinda blue
||||||||| ah.clem is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:16 PM.
Woody 1: Night clem. Good to see ya
cease: keep getting healthier, clem
llanwydd: that is especially ineffective in the unmasking scene. It simply isn't scary like it is without the tinting
Woody 1: Oh. Phantom? Excellent...
Bunnyboy: Some of the tinting in the old silent films is by original design, or intent.
Merlyn: hokay people, see you next week
Dexter Gong: I *do* prefer the Tintaretto version, observe the tiny but terrifically scary brush strokes
llanwydd: have you seen the one with the Rick Wakeman soundtrack, bunny?
Woody 1: Night Merlyn. Just folks are droppin' like flies.
||||||||| "11:18 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Merlyn, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Dexter Gong: Aloha and maholo Merlyn
cease: speaking of art, cleavland museum show starts in vancouver ths week
cease: allee from Monet to Dali, look fab
Dexter Gong sings "Tiny bubbles"
cease: by merl
Bunnyboy: I keep waiting for Warner to get off the dime and release the big GREED set. Supposedly, it's due late this year or early next.
cease: i thought you'd know abvout Paprika, bunny.
Woody 1: So. Were you all talking about the 25 & 29 versions of Phantom of the Opera? ???
cease: sounds like someting i'd like to see in a theatre.
cease: want to be up to date on whats in japanese flicks before i go there
Dexter Gong wonders if any body else sees the irony in bunnies anticipation and the title
llanwydd: I'm talking about the 1990 version
cease: don ho? ho? ho?
Dexter Gong: Woody: I wasn't even born then
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: lol dex
Bunnyboy: Woody: Yup.
llanwydd: in addition to the excellent Wakeman score, it has the color scene and an introduction by Christopher Lee
Woody 1: Heh. I was just wondering what the 25 & 29 comments regarded
Bunnyboy: "I wants it. It's mine!"
Dexter Gong: Which of those has Sarah Brightman in it?
cease: your precious?
Dexter Gong: Thnx
Bunnyboy: Dex: The one with the pre-nup attached.
doctec: if anyone has a dvd copy of bunuel's "the exterminating angel" i'd be glad to do a swap deal (assuming i have a dvd they'd want a copy of)
Dexter Gong: Pre-nup...= Operning out of town with a contract
Bunnyboy: doc: There's a new Bunuel set coming out, I think.
llanwydd: that was the only bunuel film I liked, doc
llanwydd: it reminded me of one of my recurring nightmares
cease: i dont kjnow that one
doctec: lland: yeah it's quite firesonian in its surrealism
llanwydd: kind of a catharsis if you believe in catharsis
Dexter Gong: Bunny - Bunel? aha I see a Spanish prisoner caper
cease: i was surprised how firesonian certain moments of Head were
cease: but it was bubbling ujp from the same milieu
Dexter Gong: Henry Milieu famed novelist/pornographer
llanwydd: wish I understood that last scene though
Dexter Gong: of the Soparano?
Dexter Gong: s
llanwydd: no, the exterminating angel
Dexter Gong: Yeah Tony Soprano
llanwydd: I couldn't care less about the sopranos
cease: i'll have to wait for the dvds
cease: i understand tony didnt get wacked
Dexter Gong: well the altos and baritones arn't so fond of you so pphhhhhtrttt!
Dexter Gong: And the bassos...fughedaboutit
llanwydd: I hate to see that kind of lifestyle glamorized
doctec: profundo!
Dexter Gong: El Maximo
Woody 1: I try to get out and they pull me back in.
Dexter Gong: Woody: Tell me about it...on second though..don't
doctec: lland: actually, that was one of the things that made "the sopranos" so effective - it didn't glamorize the lifestyle at all
Woody 1: Godfather 3 reference.
Bunnyboy: Oops. Naw, GRAN CASINO and THE YOUNG ONE are in an August 2007 boxset. That must be the one I heard about.
doctec: if anything, it showed how banal and mundane the lifestyle often is
llanwydd: well, I saw only part of one episode and I turned it off
cease: i liked the surrealism of it
Dexter Gong: Il Stunard. I reference
cease: i wold have to avert my eyes at least once an episode but the story was compelling enough to keep watching
Bunnyboy: Tony Soprano is Schroedinger's Cat, these days.
llanwydd: there is a mafia theme restaurant near me and it does glamorize the lifestyle
Woody 1: On Godfather 3, when Michael finally kicks the bucket, he falls off his bench like the old man from Laugh In.
llanwydd: it is called Sopranos
Dexter Gong: Okay Bunny: Is he in the box or outta it?
cease: dead or alive?
doctec: godfather 3 totally sucked
Bunnyboy: I like Time magazine's blogger's statement: This was the first series finale to kill the viewer.
Dexter Gong: llan: How do you know it's not genuine
cease: i only saw 1 and 2
Bunnyboy: Dex: Why don't you look inside, and find out?
llanwydd: what do you call genuine, dex?
Woody 1: Tell me about it...when compared. I sort of liked the opera scene, but I'm a sick ****
doctec: cat: skip 3 - it's not worth your or anyone's attention (unless your idea of fun is to watch a train wreck in slow motion)
cease: my father's ford dealership, competitor with ralph williams, was taken over by the la mafia, at the invitatiion of the ford motor company and my father was kicked out
Dexter Gong: Bunny: Brownian movement's perogative..I can observe but I cannot see...look out for me
doctec: godfather 3 could be called the 'contractual obligation' godfather
Bunnyboy: Yeah, GODFATHER 3 is pretty crappy.
Woody 1: Oh. Exactly.
cease: thats all i need to know about the mafia
Dexter Gong: llan: What do you call Mafia style
doctec: talk about your brownian movements!
llanwydd: the american mafia more or less went out with john gotti
Bunnyboy: Don't call it late for dinner!
cease: as lnog as there are unmet needs, there will be mafia
Dexter Gong: llan: YOu could be fined for saying that
doctec: lland: yes, it's limping along now
llanwydd: what I mean dex, is it is called sopranos and serves pizzas named after foul deeds
llanwydd: I kid you not
Woody 1: I could talk the 1st 2 all night., but the 3rd and I can't get past the shallow plot in the 3rd.
doctec: organized crime networks of non-italian origin have pretty much taken over
cease: anyone who thinks there is a wall between legitimate and illegitmate corporations is deluded
Dexter Gong: Like ducks and geese and cormarants?
Bunnyboy: That cool 2-part TCM documentary on Brando is streeting on video 10-9-07.
llanwydd: lol dex
Woody 1: I thought it appropriate that the new Manchurian Candidate involved Corporate Am.
llanwydd: doc, I think the crime situation in america is improving overall
doctec: cat: modern corporations are more like feifdoms - they make their own rules, they are above the law - unless they do something REALLY obscene a la Enron
Dexter Gong: Bunny: Streeting? my my
Dexter Gong: =)))
Woody 1: Although I love the old one and I hate re-makes.
llanwydd: woody: I haven't seen the remake but the original is one of my favorite films
Bunnyboy: And I've not had any interest in watching THE TUDORS on Showtime, but Peter O'Toole has just been announced as a cast addition for 2nd season. He's playing Pope Paul III.
Woody 1: Whew.
doctec: hollywood is thriving on remakes and sequels these days
Dexter Gong: That's 'cause the good fellow made sure Frank was in it
cease: i was brought up to revere Ford, and then they sided with local mobsters to kick my father out of the car biz. the guy they replaced him with was beheaded by another mob faction shortly thereafter
Woody 1: Ever seen "Inherit The Wind?"
cease: he was supposed to fix the laker's coaching position for his mob boss,and failed.
Bunnyboy: Dex: Yeah, pitiful, ain't it. All those perfectly good verbs, and I gotta retrofit a noun to get some action. Shame on me!
cease: the soparanos was far too realistic for my tastes
Woody 1: Tracy and March were spectacular.
Dexter Gong: Bunny: Love the syntaxist hate the syntax
cease: several verssions, wood
llanwydd: well, cat, I think your father may have been lucky to be kicked out instead of beheaded
Woody 1: Well. The real one.
cease: a hallmark hall of fame tv version in mid 60s stands out in my memory
cease: thts what his lawyer told him, llan
doctec: cat: that's a great story - guess it's decisions like that one that has contributed to ford's downward spiral
Bunnyboy: llan: Or, if you're Phil Leotardo, both.
Woody 1: Spencer Tracy & Fred March 63
llanwydd: I saw the spencer tracy version
Dexter Gong: Ford's a bit better off than GM
doctec: bb: lol!
cease: henry ford would have preferred hitler to win world war 2, just like my father
llanwydd: I once played Clarence Darrow on stage but it was a more obscure play
Dexter Gong: Bunny: =)))))
cease: no, they're both garbage. not much longer for this world, thankfully
cease: will be owned by various vulture companies soon
Woody 1: Very cool, II
Bunnyboy: I think cat's the only "furiner" in chat, presently, but he's still North American, so he can weep about this as well:
doctec: saw a chunk of that recent documentary about gm abandoning their electronic car project - sheesh what a**holes
Dexter Gong: Is the bunster gonna drop a bomb on us?
Bunnyboy: Peter Gabriel is starting his "Warm Up Summer 2007" tour tomorrow, in Germany.
Woody 1: I did the court room scene in college by myself playing defence, Pros., and judge. Heheh. Quite a stretch.
doctec: electric car, not electronic - sorry
doctec: bb: yeah i got email about that today
Bunnyboy: But all the announced summer dates are in Germany, Italy, Switzerland, the U.K., and the like.
doctec can see woddy channeling peter sellers
Dexter Gong: Michael Archangel is starting his "Hotter than Hell" tour also
llanwydd: I saw Peter Gabriel on tv recently and hardly recognized him
Bunnyboy: doc: Yeah, me too. It had been awhile since I'd been to PG's site, but that was a kick in the head.
doctec: lland: last time i saw him, he was nearly bald and wearing a very "dr. evil" - style suit
Bunnyboy: He actually looks in better physical shape then he did 5 years ago.
Dexter Gong: ...and he's the president of the Hair and Mustachio Club
Woody 1: Gabriel is awesome. Yeah. He's quite the bald chipmonk.
Dexter Gong: Alvin?
Bunnyboy: "If you don't give me the egg salad recipe, I'll have my beard eat your mustache!"
doctec: well, peter's prolly in his early '60s i'm guessing - it'll pay for him to get in shape for a physically grueling tour
Woody 1: Alvin Gabriel
Dexter Gong: That's all that's in the green room, gruel
Bunnyboy: doc: Lemme see...
Woody 1: Hey. Peter is so in sync with what he does it's unreal.
Dexter Gong: Goodnight Dear Friends, will be seeing Keith Jarrett next thur so will be late if not absent
Bunnyboy: Gabriel's 57 years old. Remember, Genesis was a 70's band.
doctec: wow dex - i'm envious. i'm sure that'll be a great show.
Woody 1: We played "Book of Love" at our wedding.
cease: i hope jarret is as good for you as he always was for me, dex
Woody 1: Night Dex.
Dexter Gong: Last two have been that doc
doctec: enjoy jarrett - and nitey nite
llanwydd: sounds cool dex. see you next week!
Dexter Gong: nighty back
Bunnyboy: Dex: Have fun! Listen for the groaning!
Dexter Gong: llan: think you missed what i said =))
doctec: re gabriel's age: ok, i was not off by much - 5 yrs - said it was a guess [shrugs]
llanwydd: maybe dex. sorry
Woody 1: Ya know guys. I'm going to listen to my MFSL cd of Dwarf. Night.
Bunnyboy: You're only as old as who you feel.
doctec: sdee you on two weeks, dex
Bunnyboy: Ehrm, I mean...
llanwydd: night woody!
Bunnyboy: Prank call, prank call!
doctec: see you in two weeks, dex
cease: gabriel is 57? thats barely older than me
Bunnyboy: nite Woody!
cease: off you go, wood
Woody 1: See yall next year. No.
doctec: nite woody - see you on the funway
||||||||| Around 11:48 PM, Woody 1 walks off into the sunset...
doctec: think i'll slide away for tonight as well - more yard work to do tomorrow (argh)
doctec: see y'all next week
doctec: ttfn ttyl etc (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Bunnyboy: Keep fightin' them bastardly weeds, doc!
||||||||| doctec says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, doctec exits at 11:49 PM.
llanwydd: nite doc!
Bunnyboy: Shout out to Lili!
Bunnyboy: Too late.
cease: off we go
||||||||| cease rushes off, saying "11:50 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
llanwydd: they're flying like drops!
Bunnyboy: There's a pizza calling my name. Check ya next week.
llanwydd: hello I must be going. night bunnyboy and everyone left
Bunnyboy: hey, llan. Let's help Dex outta the chat.
Bunnyboy waves around, calls Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Bunnyboy
||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes off, saying "11:51 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 11:54 PM: To whom it may concern, USA 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!"
To whom it may concern, USA: Message from: General William Tecumseh Sherman in the Minnesota Territory west, the Dacotah district, now abandoned and in danger of dissolution.
To whom it may concern, USA:
To whom it may concern, USA: To: Supreme General and Commander in Chief President Ulysses S. Grant:
To whom it may concern, USA:
To whom it may concern, USA: Regarding, the formation of the World Hyperion Exploration and Holding Company of United Nations and Research Prerogatives.
To whom it may concern, USA:
To whom it may concern, USA: Sir and in effect addressing your Congress, It has come to my attention that the United States Cavalry at Fort Courage of this distant area has negotiated, through the graces of one Sergeant Morgan O'Rourke and his assistant Corporal Agarn under the strict supervision and endorsement of their Captain Wilton Parmenter, in consultation and business arrangements with the native Howkowey Tribe under Chief Wild Eagle and his advisor Roaring Chicken, the formation of a "County", incorporated in due process of law, for business purposes pertaining to "wise use of all natural resources", which for lack of any intelligent law enforcement and historic record except the Territorial domain of the United States and the previous to the conflict Louisiana Purchase, shall constitute a municipal district to be called "Union County, in the Southern Dacotah, or, Dakota, near Minnesota whose borders have now retracted to the east". The conditions of the ownership of this district first proclaimed an "open and free state" by local territorial agreement of all concerned involves strict corporate company management by a company of resource management, so self proclaimed as by a vote of the farmers and ranchers and others about, "Union'76 Established and Incorporated" was bequeathed the corporation, and the entire land for the county by one Mountain Man and silver miner Jeremiah Johnson Skuncke, with the proviso, "No foreign intervention shall ever take the majority investment in this territory and at no time shall development of this municipal county, and the bank thereof, as registered supersede or take precedence over the relation with the Falls of the Big Sioux and the city of same to the northern and the precious yet as yet unknown why and of course undrillable and impenetrable quartzite rock stronghold and sacred well font of both petroleum and life giving by comparison water that is in that land slightly to the north and east recently the site of the Fort Sod and Fort Dakota standoffs protecting that land. Union '76 has all claim to Union County and has every right and obligation financially and politically to refuse admittance to Hyperion and any importation of foreign product, population, or livestock and animals, including meat and fish and poultry, including Canadian, unless Hyperion condescend to respect the business arrangements for an oil and water rights well and platform of O'Rourke Enterprises as a founding member of the National Guard of the United States which lies two or three miles north east of recently liberated Sioux Falls, South Dakota, as it may be called some day, if we can get your supreme alignment with World Hyperion to condescend to respect the treaty, copies of which shall and which will be afterward enroute to Fort Knox and the United States Treasury Reserve and Repository in Kentucky under the careful entrustment for transportation with a certain gold and silver railroad shipment Dakota Minnesota and Eastern of and by one Federal Agent such as he is, although in disagreement and under accusation reportage of mutiny against those who would employ him under contract yet have no contract of license to do so, the legendary Pinkerton Company and their insistent preoccupation with the reputation of one Jesse James, one who, ... never mind, the previous is ready and of utmost importance.
To whom it may concern, USA:
To whom it may concern, USA: Sincerely, WT Sherman under the careful guidance and advice of George Armstrong Custer, and Governor Cliff, June, 14, Flag Day, the Union, 18 -- finis, ende.
To whom it may concern, USA:
To whom it may concern, USA: The Union Forever. Remember that. Thou shalt not tread on me.
||||||||| To whom it may concern, USA is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:58 PM.
||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Dexter Gong - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah.clem
ATweenByAnotherName
Bambi
boney
Bunnyboy
cease
Dexter Gong
doctec
Dr. Headphones
Elayne
Firebroiled
Hemlock Stones
llanwydd
Merlyn
MrRoadkill
Mudhead
Principalpoop
SickFox
To whom it may concern, USA
Woody 1 URL References:
http://audio.rfdradio.info:8000/cni
http://lancemannion.typepad.com/lance_mannion/
http://www.brillig.com/debt_clock/
http://www.cniradio.com/replays.htm
http://www.cniradio.com
http://www.nasa.gov/news/highlights/index.html
www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
http://www.sito.org/synergy/panic/exchange/philaustin-2-tca.jpg
http://www.theonion.com/content/news/unconventional_director_sets
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/europe/article1921296.ece

Rogue's Gallery:

PP and Cat(cease)	Bunnyboy	kend^/Dr. Headphones
Merlyn and Tirebiter	DocTech	LiliLamont
FreqMan	Rotonoto	LeatherG & SO
Nin0	Tonk	Ah, Clem and Bambi
Compañero Señor Yämamoto	Dexter Fong	Elayne
Bubba's Brain	Bightrethighrehighre	Boney
llanwydd	Tween	Porgie
Bob D Caterino	Dave & Katie	klokwkdog 404 - Not Found, Not Forgotten
Peggy Blisswhips	Audrey Farber	Tiny Dr. Tim Rest In Peace, Dear Friend

And, "The Home Team"