Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
08/16/2007

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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 August 16, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| "7:18 PM? 7:18 PM!!" says Catherwood, "LocutusOfTween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as LocutusOfTween enters and sits at the bar.
LocutusOfTween: Who's movie _is_ this, anyway?
||||||||| LocutusOfTween rushes off, saying "7:19 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Mudhead steps in at 8:25 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| Mudhead leaves to catch the 8:25 PM train to Waterford.
||||||||| Mudhead steals in around 8:26 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| "9:00 PM? 9:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "LocutusOfTween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as LocutusOfTween enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and ah,clem plummets into the garden at 9:00 PM.
LocutusOfTween: From this day forward, you will serve US+
Mudhead: evenin Tweenster
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 16, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
LocutusOfTween: Lo dere Mud :-)
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FiresignTheatre"'
LocutusOfTween: What type are you, clem?
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Warp into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:02 PM, then departs.
Mudhead: otay
LocutusOfTween: Hey Warp
Warp: I'm home
Mudhead: i leave mine at 2
Mudhead: evenin Warp
Mudhead: I am a bear, wifout my coffee
Warp: get some and GBTW
Warp: get back to work
Mudhead: yummmm... worms
Mudhead: you can always pee inna stream
Warp: I just drank from there... that's not nice!
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Principalpoop in through the front door at 9:05 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Warp: /me shivers all over
ah,clem: and I cough without my beer, lol
LocutusOfTween: Hey man, all us young people are coming out to the Indian reservations. Got any pyote?
Principalpoop: billiards anyone?
Mudhead: its all from the Bear Whiz stream
LocutusOfTween: Hey Poop
Mudhead: evenin PP
Warp: Hello ah, clem
Principalpoop: good eeeevening
Principalpoop: wb ahh, clem
ah,clem: cheers Warp
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and cease bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
ah,clem: nice to have you on the yellow rubber line
Warp: You can have mine ah,clem
Principalpoop: hi cat
LocutusOfTween: Hey Catman...
Principalpoop: cheeze warmp
Principalpoop: what is the word tween?
Mudhead: welcome cat
LocutusOfTween: P, saw a great bit on Hitchcock on the History channel, if you're interested.
LocutusOfTween: Might be a replay
cease: hi all
ah,clem: catherwood, please give warp a lovely beverage
||||||||| Catherwood hands warp a lovely beverage.
LocutusOfTween: The word?
cease: hey, that's me
Warp: nice dark glass too! Saweet
cease: or at least my words, austin acting them
LocutusOfTween: Luuuuuv Luuuuv Luuuv
Principalpoop: i don't like the history channel anymore but ok
cease: i think that was merlyn
LocutusOfTween: There's quite a bit of trash P, but somestimes it's god
Principalpoop: that is alllll I need
LocutusOfTween: good
LocutusOfTween: definitely _not_ god
Principalpoop: good god
Warp: it's god. Good!
LocutusOfTween: lol
Principalpoop: history channel rules?
cease: here comes elayne and robin
ah,clem: I owed you some airplay Cat, hope it sounds ok
LocutusOfTween: Hey, this Simril guy's pretty talented :-)
LocutusOfTween: What a cast...
cease: sounds great
Principalpoop: simril? is that like carnation instant breakfast?
ah,clem: yes, he is
cease: this is the kid who's graduating from film school in london soon
LocutusOfTween: Simulated,? I think not!
cease: didnt merl report that david and judith were off to london for the grad?
Principalpoop: hehe stimulated hehe
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Dr. Headphones', just granted probation at 9:11 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dr. Headphones: hello, dear friends. can only stay a few, but i'm here for that long
Principalpoop: hi ken
LocutusOfTween: I'd love to see a live stage recording.
LocutusOfTween: Hey DrH...
Mudhead: Hiya Ken
Warp: hey Dr. Headphones
cease: hi kend
Dr. Headphones: how's everyone?
cease: how's non-trucking these days?
ah,clem: hi jen, thanks for the emails
Dr. Headphones: don't all talk at once, i can't follow in my script with you do that
Warp: ok
ah,clem: ken even
Dr. Headphones: non-trucking is vellyvelly good to me
Principalpoop: is there a Dr. hesubstractphones?
Dr. Headphones: lol, jl :)
Warp: Saweet!
LocutusOfTween: Wet here in TX (again)
Mudhead: just put yur thumb under it Doc
Dr. Headphones: yeah, heard you have a trop storm
Principalpoop: the other thumb kend
Dr. Headphones: i have only two of them thangies
Mudhead: Ive never heard this, what are we listening to?
Dr. Headphones: got a nice note from doctec the other day, he and lili both are seeing lots of light at the end of their tunnels
cease: this is Red Shift, my last radio play
cease: good to hear, kend
LocutusOfTween: At least it wasn't a hurricane, although Dean's apparently headed into the Gulf
Principalpoop: profiles in pedantics
Dr. Headphones: pedantics is a crime, isn't it?
||||||||| Tor Hershman steps in at 9:15 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dr. Headphones: nope, i'm thinking of anselmo pederasty
Principalpoop: i don't know if it is
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
Dr. Headphones: hi, tor
Principalpoop: hi tor
LocutusOfTween: hey. tor
cease: tor
Warp: ello ello
cease: i might as well mention i've begun the arduous task of chronicling my japan trip at www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
cease: tuna. the tuna on the jal flight back to vancouver was hideous
Dr. Headphones: cat: you should have taken your iphone and blogged all the time you were there ;)
LocutusOfTween: how old are you little grl? 29 lol
cease: iphone?
Dr. Headphones: did you hear about the people who have gotten 300 page iphone bills even though they have unlimited plans? every stinkin' text message and web page is listed
cease: i used a borrowed cell. that was weird enough, but necessary
ah,clem: good fresh sea tuna is awsome
Tor Hershman: The food looks yummy, Cease.
ah,clem: broiled in butter, oh no I am making myself hungry
Principalpoop: tuna comes from a can, or a aluminium foil packet
cease: the denny's hamburger was posionous. the ton katsu was good though
Dr. Headphones: clem, go get some crackers and peanut butter from the cupboard. it'll have to do until tuna comes along
cease: i'll have anouther post just on seafood and another on drinks
Warp: I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener...
cease: had lots of good cocktails. the beer that was good in the past is no longer
LocutusOfTween: Nice work, Cat
Dr. Headphones: warp: did you hear that the weinermobile got a ticket recently in chicago?
ah,clem: right
Principalpoop: i wish I was a vienna sausage
Warp: heard the weinermobile broke down on he side of the road
Warp: as hopmer would say... hmmmm sausages
Dr. Headphones: i have seen the weinermobile twice in my life, going the other way on the interstate both times as i was driving
cease: thats bunnyboy
cease: kend, are you in this?
ah,clem: homer?
Warp: homer
Dr. Headphones: it's an awesome vehicle. wouldn't mind driving that thing around the mustard jar a time or three
Principalpoop: heard the weinermobile has fun parallel parking
Dr. Headphones: no, cat, i've never had a good audio recording ability here
cease: i wanna see that flick. maybe tomoro
Warp: broadcasts at 88.3 Mhz.. just like me
cease: alas, kend
Warp: LOLLL
Dr. Headphones: i have a real cheap microphone, lots of room noise
Principalpoop: is that part of the bandwidth that is being sold?
ah,clem: saw the wiener mobile on wierd tv when it was a wild feed on cband, and no one had seen it, still have taps of some of the very early shows, what a hoot
Dr. Headphones: Pp: thankfully, no. my local NPR is 88.1 and every tom, dick, and harry with xm or sirius has their internal xmtrs set there, so i lose it all the time when driving
cease: did you ever find Danger Down Under and the other stuff i sent you, clem?
Principalpoop: sounds like a possible hallucination there ahh, clem, non-reproducible
cease: here's tiny tim. he's dead now, but lives on in streaming Hi Fi
Tor Hershman: Speakin' of hallucinations http://www.amiright.com/photoshops/i/ironbutterflyalbum_1187140971.shtml
Dr. Headphones: is klok in any of your works?
LocutusOfTween: lol Cat
Dr. Headphones: lol, tor :) i remember that album well. 17 minutes of in a godda da vida
ah,clem: also had a similar tape from an fst wild feed, had booby chew and rat in the box, but have not been able to locate it, have too many hours of vhs and beta tape....
Principalpoop: tip toe through those tulips please
Tor Hershman: Yeah, Doc, I like it.
cease: alas, no, kend. but ah clem and bambi sent me some of his voice on cni. i should create something with his voice
Dr. Headphones: too late for tulips. they are very early spring flowers here
LocutusOfTween: That effect was taken from Time Flys (themanhole cover)
Dr. Headphones: cat: do a rap remix of him extolling the virtues of ubuntu linux ;)
Warp: manhole cover is sexist
ah,clem: that would be cool Cat, Iam sure he would approve
LocutusOfTween: That album cover is real, man...
cease: i'll have to think about that
Dr. Headphones: FYI: i have an actual manhole cover from roswell, new mexico
Dr. Headphones: it has their city seal on it and everything.
ah,clem: underwear is sexist, Warp?
LocutusOfTween: Only tulips?
cease: one of your alien buddies give it to you, kend?
Principalpoop: oki 3 or more lips
cease: that wasa moderately amusing
Dr. Headphones: cat: for real, i worked at a foundry and we made some of them. i just took one home before it got shipped to roswell ;)
LocutusOfTween: Does it spin on its axis all by itself, DrH?
Mudhead: they were fryin eggs on those manhole cover
Warp: whyat?
Tor Hershman: Them things izzzzzzzzzzzzz heavy.
Dr. Headphones: tween: if you spin that thing, better not have any toes nearby when it stops and falls
Principalpoop: my brother wrecked his car when the wheel of his car fell in an open manhole cover near roswell...
cease: thats a good enough story to get you laid at a ufo convention, kend
Dr. Headphones: but would i WANT to get laid at a UFO convention? :)
Principalpoop: oops, I took too long to write that, you had given another explanation
LocutusOfTween: Don't doubt it. Used to read water & electric meters in Austin. Wore steel-toe boots ;-)
Dr. Headphones: grid only knows what sorts of alien diseases i would get. and penicillin would NOT cure them
Tor Hershman: Better than gettin' UFOed at a Lay Convention.
cease: it would be Out of this World, kend
Principalpoop: we had an old square one when I was young in front of the house
LocutusOfTween: Our very own X-File reight here lol
Dr. Headphones: i should dig that thing out of the junk in the basement and take a picture of it
||||||||| Hemlock Stones sashays in at 9:28 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dr. Headphones: hi, hemmy
Hemlock Stones: Hemlock Stones is in the building
Principalpoop: hello stones, I was about to nudge you
||||||||| HoneySanchez bounds in at 9:29 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Hem
Dr. Headphones: and ms. honey
Principalpoop: honey too
LocutusOfTween: Hail and well met, Stones...
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Hon
HoneySanchez: hola, amigos
Hemlock Stones: Poop i told you not to nudge me when i am building a bomb
Dr. Headphones: lots of obsidian door knockers around tonight. must have been a sale on them at wally world
LocutusOfTween: And Mizz Sanchez
LocutusOfTween tips his stetson
Principalpoop: i thought that was only not allowed while you were tatooing
Dr. Headphones: tween: do you tip it 15%?
HoneySanchez curtseys
LocutusOfTween: Depends on the service
Hemlock Stones: tatooing was only ever a euphimism PP
Principalpoop: tony curtsey?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:30 PM crosstown bus from Ann Arbor pulls away, leaving Donk coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
LocutusOfTween: Hey Don...
Principalpoop: i spy, with my little eye, Donk
Dr. Headphones: ok, dear friends, enough of this trite trivial brouhaha. i need to get to bed for that long journey into sleep. hi don, bye don and all
Donk: hey Tween
Donk: hey PP
HoneySanchez: nite Dr. sweet dreams
LocutusOfTween: Sleep well, ex-truckerman
ah,clem: I know this is not as good in mono 16/11 but it is just a sample, if you would like to listen to the real deal, talk to Cat, he can post a link
Principalpoop: you if ism?
Donk: hey Doctor
Principalpoop: night ken
||||||||| Dr. Headphones says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dr. Headphones exits at 9:31 PM.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Don
cease: donk
ah,clem: night Ken
ah,clem: well
Hemlock Stones: take care DR H
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Doc
cease: this is on my seemreal site. it's at www.seemreal.com
Donk: hey Tor
cease: by kend
Mudhead: nite ken
Mudhead: xlnt
ah,clem: thanks Cat
Mudhead: ty cat
Mudhead: talin bout kittys, hows yurs?
Hemlock Stones: brb
||||||||| 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 Dexter Fong gets out at 9:33 PM.
cease: not enough austin on this
LocutusOfTween: Hare Fong
Dexter Fong: Oooohhh! Lotsa dear friends, Hi everybody
Principalpoop: thumpa fonga fonga
cease: hi dex. come on in and dig yourself
cease: you're on this somewhere
Dexter Fong: And our beloved CNI is once again proudly at the top o the page
Tor Hershman: I put SRT on favorites.
cease: i read the austin dialogue from his last appearance here where he said dexter fong comes from st. tommy chong
Tor Hershman: But if we don't......................
Warp: where was I?
Principalpoop: i was there too warp
Warp 0
Dexter Fong: Knd leaves early again...Is he back driving trucks..thought he had a nine to fiver going
HoneySanchez: I posted SRT to my SU favorites
Dexter Fong: Knd leaves early again...Is he back driving trucks..thought he had a nine to fiver going
Tor Hershman: GALL BLADDER
Principalpoop: he had to go look for his manhole cover before he slept tonight
cease: hi honey
Warp: not going there again
Dexter Fong: Cat: No biggie,,Phil A loves anybody who isn't into FST behind the scenes goddip =))))
Warp: gonna go back to Miami v KC in HD
Hemlock Stones: greetings Dexter
HoneySanchez: hey cat
LocutusOfTween: Cool help from Firesign on this recording :-)
Warp: 2nd half
Dexter Fong: gossip
Mudhead: oh goodie
Principalpoop: don't tell me what its all about, cause I've been there and I'm glad I out
Warp: OH!
Dexter Fong: Hiya Hem and your etheric double Honey
cease: yeah osman and proc as father and son are awesome
Mudhead: stop yur etheric discrinimation
LocutusOfTween: "where'd you hear _that_?" "I read it in The Toilet!" - the National Toilet, give us a minute and we'll wipe the world for you
Principalpoop: stones and honey sitting in a tree k i s s i n g
HoneySanchez: hey dex
LocutusOfTween: Poop lol
Hemlock Stones: i see poop has his night sight glasses again
Dexter Fong: Poop is outta sight
Principalpoop: x-ray night sight, from the corners of the internet
Dexter Fong: and perhaps a little up tight
Warp: I thought beer glasses were enough
Hemlock Stones: i hope they wipe the seat too Tween
Principalpoop: everything is all right
cease: ah, one of jeremy's tunes
Warp: groovy
Dexter Fong: Chad and Jeremy
Principalpoop: no, that was dianne warwick, before she went supernatural
cease: friends of firesign
LocutusOfTween: It's Tibet Your Life! lol
Principalpoop: i'll never fall in love again
cease: they did a voice or two on Cabbes and Kings and played it on their radio show of the era
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu mean she started wearing an afro?
Principalpoop: whatever happened to afros?
Mudhead: shipped em off
Hemlock Stones: llets not split ends Poop
Dexter Fong: The A-Rabs got em
Principalpoop: even james caan had a little afro
Warp: what is a five year plan?
Dexter Fong: Poop: He adopted
LocutusOfTween: Even Ralph :-)
Hemlock Stones: untill the cops caught him Poop
Mudhead: oh, about $1.380
Tor Hershman: 60 monthly plans
Warp: bean gruel?
LocutusOfTween: Well, this is great but I've had a long day as well. Best to all...
Hemlock Stones: sometimes you have to be gruel to be kind
Dexter Fong: You gotta be kind to bean gruel
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Loc
Principalpoop: 5 years, that will be ahhh, 2012
Warp: rotfl
Principalpoop: night tween
HoneySanchez: nite tween have a good weekend!
Dexter Fong Nods appreciatively toward Hemlock
||||||||| LocutusOfTween departs at 9:43 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Night Tween
cease: tween
Hemlock Stones: take care tween see you in the land of emails
Warp: night tween. wait, what?
Donk: nite tween
Tor Hershman: Buddha's gallbladder
Warp: shoot donk
Principalpoop: tuna on toast and lots of maya please
Hemlock Stones: a Buddhas gotta do what a Buddhacan
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bunnyboy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:45 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Bunnyboy: lo dere
cease: hi bun
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bun
Dexter Fong: Husker du? B8unny
cease: just enjoying your work on Red Shift
Principalpoop: hip hop bonnybun
HoneySanchez: hi bun
Donk: hey BB
Hemlock Stones: hi Bunny
||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:46 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Dexter Fong: Hey Elayne
Bunnyboy: RED SHIFT. Ah!
Principalpoop: simril is you name? I apologize, goodness
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Elayne
Principalpoop: HI E
HoneySanchez: hiya El :=)
Hemlock Stones: Hi Elayne
cease: hi el
Bunnyboy: And...it's the end.
Mudhead: evenin Elayne
cease: enjoying you and robin on Red Shift
HoneySanchez: Fin
Tor Hershman: Always, for someone, somewhere.
Elayne: Wow, Tor's here - Hi Tor, I haven't seen you here in awhile!
Bunnyboy: Hva husker jeg?
Bunnyboy: Altid eller aldri?
Elayne: And Donk, and Warp... good to see newer blood coming back 'round these parts...
Principalpoop: igen bunnyboy? hejsa
Tor Hershman: Your luck ran out, ehhhhh, Elayne?
Donk: hey Elaine
Elayne: I'm lovin' it, Tor. Us oldsters need a kick in the pants now and again.
Bunnyboy: Hils til deg, Poop.
Principalpoop: thank you you, just send cash
Dexter Fong: Firesign Theatah? Clem
Warp: good to see you Elayne
cease: speak for your own pants, el
Warp: i'll get it right one day
Principalpoop: gaar det godt?
Tor Hershman: Hey, Elayne.....check my new parody http://www.amiright.com/photoshops/i/ironbutterflyalbum_1187140971.shtml
Hemlock Stones: greetings clem
Elayne: I only do "Star Wars Pants," Cat.
Principalpoop: hvordan med dig?
Principalpoop: a pillsbury doughboy poke?
Bunnyboy: Hvordan hva med meg?
cease: sounds like youre enjoying vacation, el. did you get to meet doc and lili?
Bunnyboy: Hvordan har du det?
Elayne: I never actually owned that album, Tor, but it looks like a nice cover parody to me.
Principalpoop: alle venn
Elayne: Cat, my vacation was over last weekend. Yes, we got together with Doc and Lili on Friday evening, and have vague plans to meet some more.
Principalpoop: fin her takk
||||||||| At 9:51 PM, Donk vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Tor Hershman: Yeah, I went wild with the luna moth.
||||||||| Donk sneaks in around 9:51 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Elayne: I'm looking forward to an autumnal cookout in CT.
cease: hope they are well
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Donk - Howdy do, Donk
Bunnyboy: Luna Moth, and...The Escapist!
Elayne: They are so much better than well! Lili looked terrific.
Principalpoop: did you find doc and lili? just curious....
ah,clem: thunder getting loud here, no way to tell what may happen, but so far still here....
Principalpoop: ahh ok, thanks , super
Donk: hey again, Tor
Elayne: She finally hit on the right combo of meds, and there was nary an oxygen machine in sight.
Warp: listening
Mudhead: TY ah,clem
Warp: I had the thunder last night
Warp: NO Fear JL!
cease: great news, el
Elayne: And Doc was a bit tired after his first 40+ hour week in over two years, but very happy.
Principalpoop: good luck AC
Bunnyboy: We are all oxygen machines.
Principalpoop: super
Tor Hershman: South of here had some bad arse stroms this eve
cease: more great news
Donk: i won't be back to Ct till Xmas, fhe fall is a great time there,
Mudhead: wish em the best El
Elayne: They're looking forward to paying off some bills. :)
Warp: hang out I'll check the radar
Bunnyboy: Consumers, that is/
Elayne: So neither of them has been on here yet?
Mudhead: nope
cease: always a good idea
Elayne: Must be oot and aboot, as Cat would say if he were an actual Canadian. ;)
cease: doc and lili? not yet
Bunnyboy: El: Didn't see 'em in the log.
Principalpoop: methane machines I guess
ah,clem: off to shut down some non essential equip, bbiab
cease: more a cartoon canadian
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Take awff, eh?
Principalpoop: eh?
Warp: http://radar.weather.gov/ridge/radar.php?rid=akq&product=N0R&overlay=11101111&loop=no
Elayne: I hope y'all have been reading Cat's wondeful Japanese food blogging...
Bunnyboy: Il est necessarie que je remaine ici here.
Principalpoop: ikke nick correcto
Bunnyboy: Sorry. Forgot to flatten the "R".
Elayne: Yeesh Warp, better take cover!
cease: my sad search for seafood will be up next. then a much more successful swim through various cocktails in high places
Warp: si si
Tor Hershman: Enjoy the freedom, Cease.
Donk: mmmmm seafood
HoneySanchez: ....
Principalpoop: ahh over to the east, roanoke is all clear
Warp: cocktails in high places mmm
Elayne: I have a fun video to pass along. Someone "animated" the Bayeux Tapestry. (Found out about it on Neil Gaiman's blog.)
Elayne: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDaB-NNyM8o
cease: maybe japan's ravenous appetite has caught up with it
Bunnyboy: Jeg si mat, jeg spiser det/
Tor Hershman: If you see seafood that has a C rating.........
cease: they've eaten all the good stuff. only garbage from now on
Dexter Fong: Cat: Maybe they should order in some Chinese
Bunnyboy: I keep slashing my periods. Like this/
ah,clem: ok, as well braced as possible while transmitting
cease: like peak oil. they must have hit Peak Prawn
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Stop slashing and try these tiney pill
cease: chinese food used to be really good there. no longer, in my tiny experience.
Warp: c food!
Elayne: Or Peak-ing Prawn, if you're talking about ordering in Chinese.
Tor Hershman: That'll take an hour to download with moi's ole 56k.
Warp: Crabs!
ah,clem: will likely cut the show short a bit
Mudhead: stay safe Jimmy
Bunnyboy: Aw, clem!
ah,clem: mmmm crabs
Warp: puttin on the cut eh?
cease: had an amazingly crabless crab grautin at a restaurant that only served crab
Elayne: So it was a lo-crab meal, is what you're saying?
Bunnyboy: I've been learning Norsk interjections. My dogs know one. Huff!
Warp: should have got the craw
Donk: sounds yummy, if you don't like crab
Elayne: Hey, keep your Norse interjections to yourself, that's what you are!
ah,clem: cann't let any of this old junk get hit by lightning, that would dissapoint many
Dexter Fong: Look, the Doctors Huff!
Dexter Fong: He sure is
cease: does she have a post?
HoneySanchez: true clem, don't get zapped
Donk: well if you have to leave quickly, clem, thanks for a great show
Bunnyboy: And I always thought that the word ISH was my Norwegian grandmother's euphemism for crap, specifically baby crap.
Dexter Fong: Clem: Throw a towel over it
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Mudhead: what are you planning, throwing yourself in front of the electric bolt?
Warp: that's not lightning.. It's a space station
ah,clem: big boomers now, but power solid for now
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Clem
Principalpoop: cool tapestry
Bunnyboy: But ISJ! (pronounced ISH) is actually an general interjection, indicating disgust.
Warp: I should sign off too.. Bell all
Elayne: Be careful down there, JimmyLee!
HoneySanchez: isj!
Elayne: Bye Warp!
Principalpoop: night warp
Donk: nite warp
Dexter Fong: Ish bib ein Berliner
Principalpoop: pfffff bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: Night Warp
ah,clem: want to at least finish Mark Time, weather permitting, just a heads up
Dexter Fong: bin
Warp: face rings a bell
cease: warp
Tor Hershman: Hey, is the film just the 1066 "Show?"
Bunnyboy: Here's a fun video
Bunnyboy: http://www.cartoonbrew.com/music-videos/no-dice
Elayne: Alas, I can't seem to listen to CNI at the moment...
Tor Hershman: Airplanes, Elayne.
Mudhead: werkin here E
Tor Hershman: Piano -
Bunnyboy: There's Side 1
Bunnyboy: No, wait. There's more.
Tor Hershman: Gonna be goin' now, nite all and stay on groovin' Safari,
Tor Hershman: Tor
Elayne: Ah, there we go, I've got Mark Time on now... better than either of the local baseball games, I'll tell ya that.
Bunnyboy: nite Tor!
Principalpoop: tata tor
ah,clem: still here just pulled title
Dexter Fong: Night TOR
cease: tor
Elayne: Night Tor!
ah,clem: mono 16/11, but a fun sample
Donk: g'nite Tor
ah,clem: HTF is much better in stereo hi-fi, lol
ah,clem: but glad to have you listening, E!
Bunnyboy: And the Norsk word for shower is "dusj" (pronounced douche).
ah,clem: makes sense
Principalpoop: a bath is a bad in dansk hehe
cease: trying to get a job as a Viking, bun?
Dexter Fong: So they have 6 months of sun dusj(es)
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Warp - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: cat: Naw. One of my mom's cousins is visiting the state shortly. In about a week, actually.
Principalpoop: er is plural, in danish, girl girls pige piger
ah,clem: so even gentelmen go for a douch 'eh?
Principalpoop: super cool
cease: the whole state? that must be tiring
Bunnyboy: And Nils only grudgingly speaks English. His wife is a fluent English speaker, from what I've been lead to believe.
Dexter Fong: Followed by 6 mopnths of sjleete and sjnnow
Principalpoop: most of them speak english better than americans, they did not learn slang
cease: century 2000
cease: sounds like a company more than a year
Principalpoop: they watch david letterman and leno everynight and all the shows
Bunnyboy: cat: Nils and Inger are flying down from Juneau to Seattle, with my Aunt Frida.
ah,clem: well, I'll be a son of a duck, love that line
||||||||| HoneySanchez rushes off, saying "10:12 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Hemlock Stones
Principalpoop: honey? stones?
Bunnyboy: They'll meet up with my aunt Carol, and will drive from Seattle to Spokane, where the rest of my family lives.
Dexter Fong: Timing Stones?
Principalpoop: that will be a pretty drive
Hemlock Stones: yes, Fong its the essence of comedy
cease: using stones for timing? i thought bush was going to take your country back to the middle ages, but that's ridiculous
Dexter Fong: Right
Elayne: I just got that "duck" line on my system, Jimmy.
Hemlock Stones: it never left cease
Elayne: I guess I'm a few minutes behind y'all. :)
Principalpoop: i had a teacher once, discussing how we can recognize the letter A in different fonts and written by different people. she explained there was an essence of A-ness...
ah,clem: there is a 2 minute lag of so on the web feed, that is normal
Hemlock Stones: whats you Anus got to do with it anyway ?
Dexter Fong: and, no doubt B-ness etc
cease: the time is now 555
cease: thats what i just heard how far behind am i?
Principalpoop: yesness
Elayne: More about the giant parakeets... you're about at the same point I am, Cat.
ah,clem: glad you seem to be feeling less tired Elayne, you so often leave so early. :)
cease: he evidently dissappeared
Dexter Fong: Yes Cat
Bunnyboy: å is analogus to the Danish "aa".
cease: you must be refreshed from your vacation, el
Principalpoop: radio stopped
Dexter Fong: 6 AM Eastern zip zone
Bunnyboy: There's Side 1.
Principalpoop: and ae
Elayne: 'S worn off already, Cat. Alas.
ah,clem: big boomers here, but trying to hang on
Principalpoop: ?
cease: does zippie get his own zone?
Bunnyboy: My favorite HTF bit. Richard Paul's "recording" schtick.
Principalpoop: unplug stuff so it does not get zapped
Principalpoop: i had a modem that gave its life to same my pc in miami to lightening..
Principalpoop: save
Dexter Fong unplugs his Pace make
cease: being back in japan was like having a job, from distant memory. hellish
Principalpoop: you might have a seizure like the chief justice of the supreme court
Bunnyboy: Hey, this Pacemaker is made in New York City!
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
Principalpoop: i want to see him do a john belushi on the floor of the court
Mudhead: .
cease: made by illegal aliens no doubt
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: i saw mib, finally, they are legal
cease: what is this?
Bunnyboy: Oops!
Principalpoop: that is called a question mark
Bunnyboy: Where's Mark?!?
Elayne: Oh dear, Jimmy, what's all this with the flash bitching?
Mudhead: Radio show called due to weather
Elayne: I figured it might be.
cease: lightening?
Mudhead: an thunder
Elayne: Lightening up?
Mudhead: skerrid kitties
Bunnyboy: We only associate with those that have Flash Stars on Thars.
Principalpoop: leforge from star trek
Bunnyboy: Szunderbolts and Lighting, Very Very Frightening Be!
Principalpoop: poor poor little kitties
Principalpoop: galieo
Dexter Fong: We're still having the sjun sjowers
Bunnyboy: Galileo?
Principalpoop: vi
Dexter Fong: vii
Principalpoop: galileo figuero
Bunnyboy: Galileo!
Bunnyboy: oss
Principalpoop: magnifcoho
Bunnyboy: Jegness, Duness, Ossness, Viness.
Principalpoop: ho ho ho don imus will be back soon
Dexter Fong: Grea salmon?
Mudhead: Not if Sharpton has anythin to say about it
Bunnyboy: You can't keep a fat head down.
Mudhead: which he dont thankfully
Principalpoop: don has more money than al, he will win
Mudhead: Al wants to "monitor" him
Dexter Fong: Mud: The Sharpster is down wid it but he gonna be keeping his eye on that straggly headed white boy
Donk: don just got a big fat paycheck from cbs
Principalpoop: they knew he could offend, they had a delay, but did not use it, WTF and then fired him...
Bunnyboy: Straggly headed? Are you callin' him a white trash 'pobucker?
Bunnyboy: Them's cartoon words!
Donk: yep wfan the flagship , cbs/infinity, and msnbc could have dumped the coment, but didnt't
Principalpoop: tommy thompson pulled out of the race
Dexter Fong: Trailor park red neck
Donk: amazing times, folks pulling out of the race 15 months before the election
Principalpoop: nappy nappy head, nippy nippy nose motherfucker, was an ordinary greeting during my youth
Dexter Fong: Raise the money and don't run
Bunnyboy: Dex: Didn't you ever see THE PRODUCERS?
Dexter Fong: Your Your-Asian?
Bunnyboy: (sings) Rio! My, Oh, Me-oh!
Donk: lol bunnyboy
Principalpoop: jim gilmore, from my virginia, could not raise over 100,000, that is not enough to run for congressman...
Dexter Fong: Bunny, of course
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: Well, if it's a FLOP...nobody cares, right? *wink*
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's barely enough to pay a fund raiser
Principalpoop: yes sir
Bunnyboy: BTW, I'm seeing YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN THE MUSICAL on Saturday. Eee!
Elayne: I'm fading fast as well. See y'all next week.
||||||||| At 10:30 PM, Elayne hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Bunnyboy: nite El!
Principalpoop: mitt is worth over 250 million and already spent 7 of it, it is good to be rich
Principalpoop: night e
Dexter Fong: Bunny: I missing the connection...Polotics raise as much money as you can and don't run and pocket the funds..Producers oversold shares in a show and tried for a flop but got elected insyead
Principalpoop: i wondered how a republican became a gov in massachusetts, now I know
Dexter Fong: Bunny: But then I could just be dense
Bunnyboy: I better go wait for the pizza guy. Nite, folks!
Mudhead: nite BB
Principalpoop: hilsen bunnyboy
Dexter Fong: Tak Tak Bunny
Bunnyboy: Dex: Or a constituent.
Bunnyboy: Ha det, alt!
Mudhead: I'll be back next week, nite all
Dexter Fong: A worthy constituent ans Bord once referred to Dizzy as being
Principalpoop: good seeing you mud, night night
Donk: nite mudhead
Dexter Fong: Night Mudhead
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves to catch the 10:33 PM train to Washington.
||||||||| Mudhead says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Mudhead exits at 10:33 PM.
Dexter Fong: Bunny's been elected
Principalpoop: oops, i chased them away talking about politics
cease: where did everyone go?
Dexter Fong: Poop chased them away
Donk: the room dried up very quickly
Principalpoop: i have that effect on people
cease: mt hsnky?
Principalpoop: i call it relaxing them, they call it being bored
cease: mr hanky?
Dexter Fong: Miss Tissue?
Dexter Fong: You look much paler that your picture showed
cease: new southpark character?
Donk: was Bambi here tonite?
Principalpoop: ahh hell what is his name, they caught him in the dirty movie theater
cease: not since ive been here
Dexter Fong: No Donk, clem mentioned she went to bed early of tiredness
Principalpoop: poopoo peepee ahh peewee herman
Donk: peewee?
Dexter Fong: Pee Wee Herman?
Principalpoop: yes, he had miss tissue with him
Principalpoop: thanks
Dexter Fong: George Michaels?
Donk: george got caught in a public mens room i think
Principalpoop: and who was the star picked up with a street walker to turned out to be a guy?
Principalpoop: yes, that was george
Dexter Fong: Right A Dirty Movie Theatah
Dexter Fong: Who turned out to be a guy
Principalpoop: yes, who?
Principalpoop: not johnny depp, the other guy
Dexter Fong: or is it "Too" turned out to be a guy
Donk: name two rock groups
Principalpoop: it should have been who
cease: hgh grant
Principalpoop: ahh yes, thanks
Dexter Fong: Igneous and ...oh I know..I know Basaltic?
cease: hes on first
Dexter Fong: high Grant...How you doing Lincoln
Principalpoop: igneous, he was a spanish guitar player
Donk: i put a little basaltic on my salad tonite
Dexter Fong: Old Stone manitos they called him
Principalpoop: he was kind of sweet and bitter at the same time
Dexter Fong: Pan Asian
Principalpoop: he had a nice wok
cease: bring back the asian pan
Dexter Fong: He had a spring roll in his step
Principalpoop: what is the chinese dumpling name?
cease: shu mai? nikkuman?
Principalpoop: come on, help me with my witty retort
Principalpoop: never heard of them
Dexter Fong: It depend what month you make it in,,,this month we got Rat dumpling
Dexter Fong: Next month we got prairie dog
Principalpoop: but i can make shu mai work, his parents had the shu mai step too
Dexter Fong: Shu mai step...low impact dumpling
cease: where would dim sum be without it?
Principalpoop: corn prairie dogs, a spring inside each one, eat them before they hide
Dexter Fong: House of Frying DAGGERS TASTE VERY SHARP>>>WE ONLY SERVE IN WINTER
Dexter Fong: When everything is CAPITAL
Principalpoop: dim sum is familar, but still not the word I had hidden in my mind
Dexter Fong: Catherwood has been very quiet tonight
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Dexter Fong
Principalpoop: what show was little dumpling in? little rascals? our gang?
Dexter Fong: And keeps it so
Dexter Fong: China after Dark
Principalpoop: oops baby dumpling
Dexter Fong: When we show you why Forbidden City does not live up to its namesake
cease: sounds familiar
Principalpoop: why do I do that, as I type I keep hoping the answer will arrive in my brain...
Dexter Fong: Poop: What brain were we talking about?
Principalpoop: i have one cell left
Principalpoop: it gets overtaxed sometimes
Dexter Fong: But Warden Poop, we have 6 prisoners coming in
Donk: Life of Riley?
Dexter Fong: and only spoons enough for five
Principalpoop: put them in the aviary
Principalpoop: ahh yes donk, wow, thanks
Principalpoop: cool
Dexter Fong: Jeeze Don, you're really going back....It may have been his name for his daughter?
Principalpoop: how could I confused them, cool
Donk: i could picture william bendix saying the name, in my head
Principalpoop: I can too now
Donk: his daughter, or next door neighbors daughter, i don't remember
Dexter Fong: I always hear "What a revolting development this is"
Donk: yep
Principalpoop: mister ed did not say that?
Dexter Fong: Ed Begley?
Principalpoop: wilburrrrrrrr, what a revolting development this is....
Dexter Fong: Edgarrrrrrrrrrr, let's call baby dumpling and hang up
Principalpoop: the hospital show with ed begley junior became revolting
Dexter Fong: The sins of the sons?
cease: in an eco way, no doubt
Principalpoop: he has been in some soft porn movies
Dexter Fong: Well Dear friends, I have a car to park...see you next week,,,,and screw you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and inquires "Did you want something?"
Principalpoop: hail rita
cease: off we go then
Principalpoop: glad your pneumonia is old moan yah news, have a super wee
Donk: nite DEX
Donk: nite all
cease: anon
Principalpoop: yeppers, catch that last bus to hellfire
Principalpoop: k
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 10:56 PM train to British Columbia.
Principalpoop: night all
Principalpoop: wake up and log off stones
||||||||| At 10:57 PM, Principalpoop vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (11:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: sorry I'm late
llanwydd: I had a play rehearsal
||||||||| 11:01 PM: Dave & Katie 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!"
Dave & Katie: well hello folks, I did make it for a few minutes tonight, haven't been on here all summer
llanwydd: hi Dave and Katie!
Dave & Katie: I see I missed the majority of the crowd unfortunately
llanwydd: same here
Dave & Katie: but to the people who read the log or wonder where the hell I've been, I've been...around
||||||||| At 11:02 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Hemlock Stones!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dave & Katie: how's it going ll?
llanwydd: not bad overall. quite hectic with my play rehearsal
Dave & Katie: was cat here tonight? or Ken? or...any of the usual suspects?
llanwydd: actually I just got here
Dave & Katie: what play are you doing now?
llanwydd: The Life and Death of King John by Shakespeare
Dave & Katie: oh yeah you do a lot of billy's works, I'm not to hip with the histories but the tragedies and comedies I dig
llanwydd: the most obscure Shakespeare I've ever done
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 11:05 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the sitting room.
llanwydd: well, this play is written as a tragedy
llanwydd: hey, clem!
Dave & Katie: well yeah a lot of the historical ones are, I read Richard III which was...ok, an early one
Dave & Katie: hi, I'm barny clem!
ah,clem: sorry for the rude ending, but we are fine, and no equipment was harmed durring the making of this motion picture
llanwydd: I've done that one too. one of my favorites
ah,clem: did loose power for a bit
llanwydd: what picture, clem?
Dave & Katie: oh yeah? well were any aminals? as long as my puppy isn't harmed I'm ok, she's asleep
ah,clem: just wanted to let you know it was not serious, have a great night all
llanwydd: take care, clem!
ah,clem: no animals either, and was a joke about the rude ending of a few minutes
Dave & Katie: and llan, the teacher who was doing the shakespeare course was...ok, not great but not bad, he just sort of droaned on and we had to read the daughter of time, which was read by a horrible narrator for me and was just ungoddly dull
llanwydd: not familiar with the daughter of time
ah,clem: and our best to dave and katie. :)
ah,clem: see ya last time again
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Donk - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dave & Katie: thanks clem, give the wife a hug for me
||||||||| Around 11:10 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset...
llanwydd: phil austin was here the week before last
llanwydd: I just missed him
Dave & Katie: well you're not missing anything, it's about a guy who's stuck in a hospital bed with a broken leg who wants to figure out if Richard did indeed murder the kids to get posession of the throan, now maybe if another person had read the tape who actually had a voice and not just a monotone, it would have been decent to read
llanwydd: everyone's dying of pneumonia tonight
llanwydd: must be an epidemic
llanwydd: a shakespeare sequel!
Dave & Katie: yeah something like that, or a re-wiring of it all
llanwydd: there are those who swear richard didn't kill the princes
llanwydd: but their remains have indeed been found
Dave & Katie: yeah in the 1800s or so they were doing some remodeling of the palice and they found two skeletons
Dave & Katie: god that would scare the shit out of me
llanwydd: naturally
Dave & Katie: yes, shit is a rather natural thing
llanwydd: the last play I was in was Love's Labour's Lost. every read that one?
llanwydd: very funny comedy
Dave & Katie: I have yet to read it, I don't know why, just haven't gotten around to it
llanwydd: I played an old retired spanish soldier. did it with a heavy accent
Dave & Katie: I love doing accents and dialects
llanwydd: a rehearsal of King John was reviewed last night and I get to read the review tomorrow
llanwydd: I'm quite anxious to be sure
Dave & Katie: yeah I'll bet
llanwydd: too bad I've been missing all the regulars here the last three weeks
llanwydd: I'll be on time next week
Dave & Katie: well llan, I'm gonna try to go to bed a little early
llanwydd: anyway, I'm exhausted now and must get to bed
Dave & Katie: alright, later man
llanwydd: see you next week, dave. tell katie I said goodnight
||||||||| At 11:21 PM, Dave & Katie dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Merlyn inside, makes a note of the time (1:12 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn: whoops, forgot it was chat night...next week then..
||||||||| 1:12 AM -- Merlyn left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| 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
Bunnyboy
cease
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
Donk
Dr. Headphones
Elayne
Hemlock Stones
HoneySanchez
llanwydd
LocutusOfTween
Merlyn
Mudhead
Principalpoop
Tor Hershman
Warp URL References:
http://radar.weather.gov/ridge/radar.php?rid=akq&product=N0R&overlay=11101111&loop=no
http://www.amiright.com/photoshops/i/ironbutterflyalbum_1187140971.shtml
http://www.cartoonbrew.com/music-videos/no-dice
www.seemreal.com
www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDaB-NNyM8o

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"