Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
09/13/2007

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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 September 13, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (8:16 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Firebroiled: “And while we’re on the subject --
And while we’re on the subject --
(And while we’re on the subject) --
How’s your Old Wazoo?”
||||||||| At 8:17 AM, Firebroiled rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Mudhead enters at 8:46 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Mudhead: My Wazoo is soooooo old
Mudhead: it should be Ye Olde Wazoo
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 13, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Mudhead: Hello Dear Friends
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (9:02 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
ah,clem: hi Mud
ah,clem: lease let the folks know I am ok, but just tired, got home late
Mudhead: very good
ah,clem: will try to check in later, but no "few minutes" tonight
ah,clem: need to cook up some food that is in the refrigerator, may be back later
Mudhead: alrighty
||||||||| At 9:04 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, ah,clem!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'llanwydd', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Mudhead: evenin llan
||||||||| "9:08 PM? 9:08 PM!!" says Catherwood, "cease should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as cease enters and sits in the comfy chair.
cease: no cni tonight?
Mudhead: hi cat
Mudhead: no few minutes tonight
cease: mud
Mudhead: yes cat?
cease: just acknowledging your existance
Mudhead: i need that
cease: im listening to rfk jr interviewing dodd, i think
cease: one of the hobbits runing for president
Mudhead: im listening to bush order peeps home
cease: yeah, its such a tiny number it's like wining a lottery
cease: i have my local van newses on as well as jays-yankees
cease: ah clem not feeling well?
Mudhead: feeding himself I beleive
Mudhead: got in late
cease: dodd is very good about evo morales in bolivia
Mudhead: ut oh
Mudhead: bush playin dominoes now
cease: i refuse to watch it
cease: thankfully not my country
Mudhead: ahh
Mudhead: yur in canada?
cease: where is everyone tongiht? watching bush?
cease: i is indeed.
Mudhead: Im here
Mudhead: thats all i can do
cease: rfk tlaking about his dad admiring che, said if he were a miner h'ed be a commie too
Mudhead: his dad was a rumrunner
cease: about his trip to bolvia with his dad 40 years ago
||||||||| Catherwood enters with boney close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:17 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
cease: hi bone
Mudhead: hi boney
boney: The galloping Che... Does anyone remember The Galloping Gourmet?
cease: it was filmed in ottawa. i used to live there
cease: i heard he was drunk by the end of the show, if not before.
cease: became some sort of born again character later
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| principlepoop steals in around 9:20 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
principlepoop: sure I remember graham something
cease: poop
Mudhead: i thought he turned into a pedo
cease: yeah
cease: graham
principlepoop: i remember him describing a recipe, first take a leak
cease: christo, pedo, whats the dif?
principlepoop: he likes feet?
principlepoop: he still has a show on, with lof fat, low cholesterol recipes
cease: jays keep leaving men on.
Mudhead: one tries to dunk you inna tank of water, the other only dunks nekkid yung chilrun
principlepoop: i don't think they would let him stay on tv if he was known to be a pedo, christo, sure
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 9:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
Mudhead: btw, hi pp
llanwydd: TGIT
principlepoop: hi llan
principlepoop: too late mudhead, we have already conversed
principlepoop: i think bush's lisp has gotten worse
principlepoop: it would be the end of the world if we leave Iraq now, according to him
principlepoop: where is everybody? even the democratic response is over...
principlepoop: tap tap, is this thing on?
llanwydd: np: premiata forneria marconi - Per Un Amico
principlepoop: you had marconi and cheese for dinner? yum
cease: sounds like an exotic sex act
principlepoop: Amico sells gas
llanwydd: np doesn't mean "now digesting"
principlepoop: np means no problemo
llanwydd: it's an italian progressive band from the 70s
cease: what are all these mexicans doing here?
principlepoop: i am cuban...
llanwydd: hadn't noticed the mexicans but that's usually the way it happens
Mudhead: to all my dear friends of the chosen persuasion, Happy New Year
principlepoop: i get to stay if I want...
cease: i'm persuaded already
principlepoop: ahhh, ramadan already?
Mudhead: no, Rosh Hashanah
boney: Who is going to show them? We are FUDDS!
principlepoop: gesundheit
boney: Pardon the non sequitur
principlepoop: i thought it fit in exactly
cease: i grew up in a jewish part of la. my school would be empty on jewish holidays
||||||||| Honey sneaks in around 9:32 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
principlepoop: hola honey
Mudhead: oh, what part?
Honey : HOla gang
cease: hi honey.
Mudhead: hi honey
cease: van nuys
principlepoop: Hollywood?
boney: My contributions to this chat room often resemble a badly coded artificial intelligence program
principlepoop: sorry, bad joke, hehehe
Honey : sherman oaks
principlepoop: i liked allan sherman
cease: my parents moved to sherman oaks in 66
cease: after a decade in van nuys
cease: here in sherman oaks
Honey : i lived there then
principlepoop: related to ELIZA honey?
cease: you too?
cease: what a ridiculously small world
Honey : yep
Mudhead: I worked for a company in Sherman Oaks
cease: on ventura?
Honey : went to ulysses s grant high next to valley college
principlepoop: maybe you went to the same school, who was your homeroom teacher?
Mudhead: not small, its crowded
cease: my father used to co-own Wray Bros Ford on Van Nuys Blvd, a competitor with Ralph Williams but never as famous
Honey : near ralphs sw of intersection of van nuys and ventura blvd
boney: Let's all take Viagra and brag about our school spirit
principlepoop: you last name is Wray?
cease: i went to summer school at grant. went to montclair a dreaful private school on sepulveda
llanwydd: no cni tonight?
Honey : no viagra for me thanks
llanwydd: not that I get cni but
cease: i used to work at that ralphs
Honey : get out!!!
boney: RU 486, Honey?
cease: this is all too weird.
boney: I'm certainly not against it
cease: babgging groceries in the summer of 68
principlepoop: O I C U 8 1 2
cease: i thought you were a New mexican, honey
Mudhead: no cni tonight
principlepoop: do you remember having a crush on the cute bagboy honey?
Honey : i used to walk down there in my bikini with my 2 friends n buy the big bottles of pepsi heh
Honey : i just live here
llanwydd: a new mexican of the old school
cease: when i lived in la in the 60s it was largely a white town. back there recently it seems predominantly mexican
Honey : hush poop!
cease: i consider that a good thing
Honey : mexican and black
boney: Anyone got the lyrics to Agent Orange?
cease: always easy to find a good taco in la
Honey : secret asian man secret asian man.........
Honey : yeah i miss that
cease: blacks and mexicans were largely in low paying jobs in sherman oaks in those days. nice to see that changed
Honey : i used to like mels taco's n pastrami they had the best tacos
principlepoop: mels? that is in phoenix
cease: my parents lived at the top of woodman (if you can imagine such a thing) up near mulholland and in the 60s, only blacks/mexicans were servants of some sort. now they're neighbours
Honey : there was also #2 in azuza
cease: you ever eat a hamburger at The Hot Dog Show? I think it was on riverside
Honey : i know things change, cease
cease: amazing buger
cease: sometimes for the better, honey. i was just in japan which has changed a lot since i lived there too
cease: mostly for the worse
Mudhead: i lived in venice, but i worked all over la
Honey : i used to like to cruise down to la brea and munch at tiny naylors
Honey : i lived on brooks avenue in venice, mudhead
principlepoop: my grandmother had pictures of LA when it was orchards lol yes things change
cease: i need some sangria
cease: tiny taylors i rmember it well
Honey : 2 brooks ave right on the boardwalk in that old brownstone across from the matchbox lesbo bar
Honey : sorry *8 brooks ave
llanwydd: testing
principlepoop: and we have weiner, no more calls please
Honey : there was an excellent deli there just south of rose avenue right on the boardwalk thats where i learned most of my yiddish
principlepoop: a weiner
Honey : lol poop
principlepoop: that was for llan honey, go ahead and stroll down memory lane
llanwydd: new mexicans speak yiddish?
Mudhead: its a wil world llan
Honey : hehehe ok my grandmother got a street named for me when she sold the walnut ranch in west covina
principlepoop: cool, honey avenue
cease: ah, jays win. finally
cease: back up to .500
Honey : actually emily drive
principlepoop: who is emily?
cease: theres a honey street in west covina?
principlepoop: you are honey, you cannot fool me...
cease: i dont even know where thatr is
cease: but thats true with large parts of la
Honey : the kid my grandma named the street after shes long gone now
cease: the big hurt comes through
principlepoop: my mom had one of LA street map books, as big as a phone book...
Honey : emily drive right off vine avenue
Honey : a thomas guide?
principlepoop: Emily is still around I bet
principlepoop: I guess that was the name
Honey : somewheres yeh
cease: yeah whenever i went to la i had to borrow my parents map books
Honey : was it blue?
principlepoop: wires holding together, each map was a little square of the city..
Honey : i can still get around no problem it amazes me
cease: you know where proc lives, honey? in one of those little streets in beverly hills
principlepoop: yes, blue plastic cover
Honey : yeah the thomas guide
Mudhead: thats the one i had
cease: i could never have found it without the map book
principlepoop: my mom lived by USC, and grandma in huntington park, I only learned to drive back and forth various ways from there to there..
||||||||| ah,clem sneaks in around 9:49 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
cease: thats david ossman territory
Honey : last time i lived there in '90-91 i was living up san gabriel canyon above azuza at a place called follows camp an old gold mining camp it was a great hideout
Honey : hello clem :)
ah,clem: hi all
principlepoop: next to the shriners hall or whatever it is called
cease: i went to usc for a semester in 68 when the firesign had their sundya morrning radio show
cease: hey clem
principlepoop: hi ahhh, clem
ah,clem: sorry no few minutes, got home late, and very tired
boney: Catherwood, please accept my apology. I didn't mean to imply that you're badly coded
||||||||| Catherwood accepts boney's apology i didn't mean to imply that you're badly coded.
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principlepoop: relax, it is the summer
boney: No implication taken, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear boney
principlepoop: how are you doing? and bambi and root?
ah,clem: feeling pretty well, just need to rest a bit, was fighting with a boneheaded windows box this afternoon, wore me out
Honey : for another week or so, pp
cease: is it stil summer after labor day?
Honey : till fall equinox sept 21st
Honey : which is also the day of atonement this year
principlepoop: oops, feels like summer here, I need to keep an eye on the calender
ah,clem: Bambi in transit, root napping, guess he had a hard day too, lol
boney: Catherwood, change your name to Battlin' Maxo
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to boney and queries "Someone mention my name?"
principlepoop: lool
Honey : stones went to have a lie down for a bit i haven't seen him since
cease: doc said he might show up after going to flick with lili tonight
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:52 PM, dragging llanwydd by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
principlepoop: itsssssss captain equinox
Mudhead: sounds like time for that myself
principlepoop: wb llan
boney: Catherwood, please accept this grape as a token of my esteem
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to boney and queries "Did you need me?"
llanwydd: msntv2 is giving me a little trouble tonight
cease: attendence is down tonight. must be bush
ah,clem: got the beef I was thawing cooked up and refrigerated, and baking some chicken
llanwydd: oh, is bush on?
Honey : i couldnt bear to watch him tonight
llanwydd: I can always catch the recap
principlepoop: i watched, he is lisping more than I remember
Honey : he will just say the same ol shite
||||||||| TweenyMania bounds in at 9:53 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
principlepoop: hi tween
TweenyMania: Good evening...
llanwydd: how are ya, tween?
TweenyMania: Good evening...
cease: tween
Honey : did you see him morph into his reptilian self didja look closely, pp?????
principlepoop: and yes honey, the sky will fall if we withdraw from Iraq
cease: it woulndt be chat without yu here
TweenyMania: I'm here :-)
Honey : hello tween
llanwydd: I see your knocker fell off
cease: it might be chien, but not chat
TweenyMania: Awwww, shucks cease lol
TweenyMania: Oui
llanwydd: good one, chat
boney: I think that el Presidente has got bots in his Dell tower
principlepoop: i watched on my pc, with cspam live, kept him about 1 inch wide, that is all i can stand
ah,clem: I think it was KenD that sent me a picture of bush with the words "Big Brother is Watching You" in yellow letters, I dithered it to b&w, and made a nice picture for the wall, lol
cease: by the way, the rudy park comic you send me al lthe time never gets through. its always a little boy saying sorry, that website cant be opened
principlepoop: i crush his head with my thumb and first finger when he talks nonsense...
TweenyMania: Yeah, that is a good picture
cease: how kids in the hall
Honey : if only that would really work, poop
TweenyMania: LOL Poop
principlepoop: yes lol
principlepoop: makes me feel better lol
TweenyMania: Rudy Park is flakey sometimes. Chances are, if you try it later it'll work
ah,clem: would make a very nice dart board, Tween
Honey : now yer talkin', clem
TweenyMania: Pin the tail on the donkey, perhaps?
ah,clem: similar, but I prefer to keep my distance
TweenyMania: I don't know how Bush keeps a straight face
principlepoop: you know how they have special high schools for science and arts students and such..
TweenyMania: I hear ya clem ;-)
Honey : pin the dick (cheney) on the bush would be more fun
principlepoop: i see maryland has opened a homeland defense high school program, you can learn how to become a security agent or guard or such...
TweenyMania: Sounds like a flash game someone should do, Honey
cease: More Science High
ah,clem: he does not understand when he says something wrong, so why would HE laugh
boney: or you could dress alike and follow each other around
principlepoop: how to scan emails, frisk folks, check identity papers, stuff like that...
TweenyMania: Check out the picture I put up for the book The WEans on my site (www.kurtericson.com)
Honey : i have a picture of him sitting in class listenin to a little hispanic girl read about america and he is holding his book upside down
boney: I like to watch my fellow students on the security cam all day
TweenyMania: He's totally misunderestimated, poor guy...
ah,clem: good one Honey
TweenyMania: LOL Honey - I don't doubt it
principlepoop: that is the idea boney
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
TweenyMania: Well, soon we'll all have our RFID chips so we can be secure
principlepoop: i like him looking through the binoculars and the caps are on it...
Honey : sounds like new world hitler youth, pp
TweenyMania: lol
Honey : no chips for me thanks they go directly to my thighs
TweenyMania: "Dark out there"
boney: schicklegruber youth
Honey : yeah that is a great pic poop
ah,clem: well, just wanted to check in, Bambi should be here soon and will likely pop by, but I need to get away from this terminal for a bit
principlepoop: i saw that today in the newspaper, pets at the animal shelter, they have been neutered, cleaned and have microchips???
TweenyMania: Rest well, clem
Honey : ok clem....rest up, dude
ah,clem: see you all next time, be well
||||||||| Around 10:02 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset...
TweenyMania: Wouldn't surprise me a bit, Poop
principlepoop: take care of yourself ahh, clem, and don't burn the chicken
cease: keep well, clem
principlepoop: i thought some rich folks did that with their pets, I had no idea it was, ah, ordinary now...
cease: where is Stones tonight?
Honey tap tap tap
llanwydd: testing again
principlepoop: stop dancing up there honey
Honey : he had to go take a bit of a lie down, cease
boney: The Chinese implants have lead in them... To shield the nuclear powered batteries
TweenyMania: Actually there's a big stick because someone's dog died from and RFID chip
Honey : grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (10:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
principlepoop: would I have to pay twice for my dog if I walk him through the door at krogers?
Bunnyboy: lo dere
TweenyMania: lol Boney
Honey : people are voluntarily having them implanted in their children now
cease: hey bun
principlepoop: hip hop bunnyboy
Honey : hi bun boy
Bunnyboy: Just a quick "pop".
Mudhead: imma go to bed now
Bunnyboy: Dust of them old WIN buttons. WHIP INSURGENTS NOW!
Mudhead: night all
principlepoop: ahh it was you, i thought it was my ear
||||||||| At 10:06 PM, Mudhead rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
principlepoop: sleep well mudhead
cease: mud
llanwydd: what's wrong with stones, honey?
Bunnyboy: Oh, I get it. The troops just haven't been trying hard enough.
principlepoop: good idea bunnyboy
TweenyMania: RFID implants linked to cancer in lab tests: http://www.engadget.com/2007/09/09/rfid-implants-linked-to-cancer-in-lab-tests/
TweenyMania: VeriChip wants to chip every US soldier: http://www.engadget.com/2006/08/24/verichip-wants-to-chip-every-us-soldier/
Honey : he hadnt slept and needed a nap
Bunnyboy: CWM: Corporate War Model.
TweenyMania: Yeah, that's it Bunny. Too much lolligaging...
Bunnyboy: Incentive-based exit strategy.
llanwydd: I see
cease: if anyone hasnt seen it, I want to reccomend german tv series calleed Heimat
Bunnyboy: And might I add, in all seriousness, I'm appalled.
cease: i think it ran on pbs. just finished watching it. great stuff
TweenyMania: Where's it playing on cable (or is it)?
TweenyMania: Ah PBS, OK
Honey : oh so if ya wanna go home, you volunteer to get an implant sheesh
TweenyMania: Will look for it
cease: it was made in 1984. about people in a village from 1919 til the 60s
Bunnyboy: It's not a hard game. You catch the terrorist, you punch the terrorist, you eat the terrorist.
Bunnyboy: Lollygaggers!
TweenyMania: lol
cease: very cinematic. i joined this dvd rental thing called zip.ca. the american version of netlflicks
cease: so i goet as many as ai want a month
TweenyMania: Unfortunatley, like Viet Nam, it ain't so each to tell who's who
principlepoop: to prove you are you and not me....
TweenyMania: Sounds like a pretty cool service
Bunnyboy: So, if the troops just try a LITTLE BIT HARDER...
cease: you ever see the simpsons flick, bunny?
Honey : there is no way to tell who is who that is why the death count in iraqi's is so high :(
TweenyMania: easy to tell
Bunnyboy: We'll have "success".
TweenyMania: Yep - it's very bad Honey
cease: $26.00 a month. not cheap if you rent only a flick or two, damned cheap if you rent 20
TweenyMania: Peace With Honor, once again
Honey : suck cess this feh!
Bunnyboy: From MISSION ACCOMPLISHED to SUCCESS ACTUALFIED.
TweenyMania: With the last helicopter on the embassy roof and all
cease: sounds like a motown song, bunny
Bunnyboy: cat: Yes, much fun, that.
TweenyMania: lol Bunny
Honey : lol bunny
TweenyMania: Actually, I'll bet money we're there for many years to come
TweenyMania: Because of the oil and to protect Israel
Bunnyboy: If they'd just send some of those guys from Detroit...oh, waitaminnit, they did.
principlepoop: yes, the 51st state
TweenyMania: They need to put the Mafia in charge of things
Honey : ill bet more money and raise ya 3 cheeseburgers, tweeny
cease: im very happy the libs were in power when war started so there are no canuck soldiers there now
TweenyMania: Mmmmmm... cheeseburgers
cease: the current torries would have them dhying there as well as afg
TweenyMania: Really? None? cool
Bunnyboy: Hey, FST fan, pal and rocketjockey Taylor Jessen is mentioned in a recent Cartoon Brew posting. See it here:
Bunnyboy: http://www.cartoonbrew.com/
cease: jessen?
Bunnyboy: He's interviewed championing a forgotten 80's animation gem, TWICE UPON A TIME.
principlepoop: the original fugitive?
cease: really interesitng, bun
Bunnyboy: cat: Yeah, you remember him. He was production coordinator for the 2005 FST tour.
TweenyMania: A Firehead, eh?
Honey : no poop......that was david janssen
principlepoop: he had a detective show too ahh yes
cease: i recall him well, bun. when we went backstage to meet the guys he met us and asked who was Cat Simril Ishikawa
Bunnyboy: Here's his own site, as well:
Bunnyboy: http://home.earthlink.net/~ironybread/index.html
cease: i was impressed anyone could remember such a long name
Bunnyboy: cat: Well, you know what they say - Big Name, Big Deal!
Honey : i am impressed you typed it! cat
cease: i was thinking of him when that sen. craig bathroom boy thing came up
cease: me? tyhpe?
Bunnyboy: Honey: He's been practicing. Writers do that.
cease: he used to be mr. college radio in some idaho u.
Honey : ahhhhhh
cease: lol bun
principlepoop: i thought your last name was wray, one of the wray brothers who solds car in sherman oaks...
Honey : wheres dex tonight?
Honey : sheesh
TweenyMania: biab folks
Honey : ok tween hb
cease: no the last wray was gone by the time my father and his partners bought the dealership in 56
principlepoop: where is fong when you need him?
cease: it dated from the 30s.
principlepoop: any relation to Fay?
Honey : fay wray
cease: didnt dex announce he wasnt going to be here this week?>
Bunnyboy: cat: U of Idaho, in Moscow ID. I was surprised when I found that out yesterday. It's 8 1/2 miles away from my alma mater, Washington State U. , in Pullman WA.
cease: greatr bruce cockburn lyric about faye wraye, face to face with king kong
Bunnyboy: He graduated about 9 years after me, though. And I thought I was the baby FST fan.
cease: wow bun
principlepoop: speaking of cockburn, oops wrong chat
cease: mama just wanna barrellhouse all night long
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Honey : stay out of those french chat rooms, poop!
Bunnyboy: Halloo, Bruce!
principlepoop: bruce?
Honey tap tap tap
principlepoop: eh? eh? eh?
Bunnyboy: Cockburn. Oops, I said it now!
principlepoop: I had a henway...
Honey : hemlock must be snuggled up in his festering pit snoring away or i have been stood up
Bunnyboy: Is there a salve, a splint, a cream for...Cockburn.
Bunnyboy: (as Emily Litella) Oh, that's different. Never mind!
Honey : yes bunny all the above
cease: "I feel like Faye Wray, face to face with King Kong" is the lyric
principlepoop: no no, his name is coburn, james coburn
Bunnyboy: Well, here comes Mamasita Bunnette. Catch ya next week!
principlepoop: hip hop bunny
cease: by bun
Honey : nitey bunny have a good week
boney: Nick at Nite... Nick Danger?
principlepoop: is msn down? I don't see anybody online...
Bunnyboy: THE PRESIDENT'S ANALYST. Underrated.
: back again
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:24 PM, dragging llanwydd by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
principlepoop: who is back again?
boney: Theodore Flicker
principlepoop: the invisible man
llanwydd: anyone else having trouble besides me?
principlepoop: that is a good movie
Honey : i see you, poop
Bunnyboy: Heads up to silent movie fans: SUNRISE is screening on Fox Movie Channel, 3 am Pacific Time, Friday.
cease: depedns on yhow you spell Trouble
Bunnyboy: hi llan. Nitey.
principlepoop: now I see you honey, ok it is working, thanks
||||||||| Bunnyboy is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:25 PM.
Honey : yeah a ghost is back again
llanwydd: so I'm a yahoo instead of a bozo?
principlepoop: chat working fine for me llan
cease: bosotros
cease: the b and the v
Honey : lol conjugate those spanish verbs
principlepoop: the bold and the ahh violet?
cease: being the same
llanwydd: you know I heard the word bozo used in a 1939 radio play, but wikipedia said it first appeared in print in 1946
principlepoop: fix the entry llan
boney: Theodore J Flicker is responsible for The President's Analyst... He also wrote the teleplay for an episode of Rod Serling's Night Gallery... John Aston plays a hippie who dies and goes to hell... Hell is really boring
cease: wikipedia can be misleading
principlepoop: log in and set them straight
cease: i thikn bozo goes back to the previous century
Honey : no way hell is really boring
Honey : hmmmmm
boney: That's what John Aston thought
boney: He was wrong
cease: there was a twilight zone episode about hell as where you get what you want
Honey : bozo is short for bone zone goes all the way back to the mesozoic age
cease: you nefver lose
principlepoop: the one I saw had mister french in it
llanwydd: well, wikipedia said that "Bozo the Clown" goes back to 1946
Honey : heehee mr. french
boney: The hippie has to watch a retired man's slide show of his trip to San Diego
cease: that may be so
llanwydd: I'm getting a 1997 Escort next week
boney: No littering in hell
cease: i used to have bozo the clown 78s. bozo in borneo
principlepoop: williard scott was bozo on tv in the washington area
Honey : i got on the bozo show he was tom harmon in la on ktla then i got to be in the audience on the popeye show man will these memories please stop
llanwydd: that could lead to a pun or two
cease: as a kid it was more amazing to me to see the record spin that fast
principlepoop: my 95 escort still runs super, only 65,000 miles
cease: good for you honey
Honey : i have a 97 ford escort its a good car llan
principlepoop: flashback, from the corners of mind, misty memories water colors, of the way we were...
principlepoop: is that the same song with the windmills?
principlepoop: what was bozo doing in borneo?
principlepoop: tap tap tap
boney: is this thing on?
cease: dont remember. this was more than 50 years ago
principlepoop: ahh boney thanks
cease: i only remember it cuz of firesign album
Honey : here watch this it will help, poop http://www.shpongle.org/video/flashback1.swf
||||||||| Outside, the 10:35 PM bus from Minneapolis pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Honey : it takes a minit to load but worth it
Merlyn: sorry I'm late, bridge collapsed
Honey : hola merlyn
Merlyn: better than bride collapsed, I guess
cease: good thing yu can swim, merl
boney: http://www.sito.org/synergy/panic/exchange/philaustin-2-tca.jpg
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies doctec into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:37 PM, then departs.
cease: its the Doc
Merlyn: hey doc
Honey : hey doc hello to you and lilli
boney: There are a bunch more here. Collaborative http://www.sito.org/cgi-bin/panic/panic
doctec: hi gang
doctec: lili and i just got back - we went to the 2nd run theater to see 'knocked up'
Merlyn: I'm not that high doc
cease: youre pregnatnt?
doctec: my capsule review: 40% sophomoric, 60% heartwarming
cease: and never will be, merl
cease: sounds like hollywood, doc
Merlyn: sophwarming?
Honey : cept reverse those numbers, cat
TweenyMania: Evenin' Doc
boney: 40% lovable 60% stupid
cease: true
doctec: well, it's a tricky balancing act - too sweet and it becomes maudlin, too sophomoric and it becomes stupid
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: the people i knew in the studios were almost anti-art
doctec: it really walks a tightwire throughout
Honey : gee! how common
cease: i just wartched tv series Heimut about a german village.
boney: anti-art is happening
doctec: reasonably good screen chemistry between seth rogan & katherine heigl helps things too
cease: it had some soap opera threads but it was really interesting and visually compelling
doctec: good date movie - which is what lili and i needed
cease: it flashed me basck othe world of my grandparents, but with modern optics
boney: 40% art 60% anti-art
cease: nmot a movie. its a 15 hour tv series. rental dvds
doctec: Heimut sounds very cool - i wonder if netflix has it in their library?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:41 PM and late as usual, it's Hemlock Stones, just back from New York."
TweenyMania: Great to hear Lili's doing better
TweenyMania: Hey Stones
Hemlock Stones: Greetings
cease: is lilis daughter coming to visit soon, doc?
Honey : hola stones, what have you been doing in new york?
cease: hey stones. still roling?
doctec: yeah - she's needed a little oxygen this week but not much - we have so many tanks lying around, she's not gonna run out anytime soon
cease: with new husband and kid?
doctec: cat: we keep waiting for her to tell us which sept weekend she's coming down - not sure yet
doctec: no, hubby will be staying home
Hemlock Stones: trying to break the World Hotel Room Cockroach Record
boney: We're all gonna take Viagra and have a jam session
cease: for having the fewest cockroaches, stones?
doctec: (long story there - he can't come into the states - too complicated to go into in this chat session)
TweenyMania: lol Boney
cease: ive been there too, doc
TweenyMania: On Bush's 'no fly" list because he has a beard, doubtless
cease: yes i was removed from flight once, not let into the states. this was the vietnam era
boney: Viagra will get you off the no-fly list
doctec: anyway, can't stay on very long tonight - i'm fried - i'm down to one night of pool league a week, wednesdays
Hemlock Stones: No Flys on you Tween
doctec: quit the monday night league 'cause it was taking too much out of me too early in the week
cease: is job geting eassier, doc?
TweenyMania: Or On Frank ;-)
boney: We'll be scurrying around like cockroaches in no time
doctec: but last night was a marathon - didn't get home until 12:45am
cease: you need sleep
principlepoop: back, that was fun, thanks honey
doctec: this jopb is going to be a major challenge for the forseeable future - i have so much to learn much less become proficient at
principlepoop: ahh stones, good morning
Hemlock Stones: dont scurry so much, it makes it difficult to count
Hemlock Stones: and a big hello to you to Poop
doctec: i really have to keep my nose to the grindstone, more so than any other tech job i've ever held i think
Honey : glad you enjoyed it as much as i did, would you like a smoke???
boney: I heart cease
principlepoop: already lit, but thanks
Honey : ;)
TweenyMania: Well, the learning curve not will be to your advantage in the future
doctec: yes, i do need sleep - very soon
principlepoop: any language gets easier as you use it everyday, courage doc
TweenyMania: now will be
boney: at least I didn't grow hair on my palms or go blind
Hemlock Stones: oh cool, i thought it was a non smoking room, (lights brazier of ganga and closes the window)
doctec: i did want to make an appearance tho - dr. headphones sends his regards, he too had a hard day & let me know via chat that he wouldn't be able to make it here tonight
Merlyn: I grew palms in my hair
cease: palm oil can be recycled
TweenyMania: Ja mon...
principlepoop: say hi to the former trucker for us
Merlyn: catherwood, leave some bombers for stones on the side table
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Merlyn
cease: yes all the best to kend
Merlyn: hmmm, catherwood, put some bombers for stones on the side table
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Merlyn and mumbles "oh, fuck off Merlyn!"
boney: Catherwood, please bring me a Harvey Wallbanger
||||||||| Catherwood gets boney a harvey wallbanger.
doctec: the challenge is there's so much to learn on many fronts: the programming language, the database design and setup, the application and how it's set up to work with the database - all very complex and interwoven
Merlyn: I control you!
cease: you can do it, doc
Hemlock Stones: sorry Merlyn, had to chop up the sidetable for kindling to get the brazier going
cease: your name guanantees it
principlepoop: ahhh it is drugs you need....
TweenyMania: A 4-dimensional database?
Honey : catherwood would you please light up a bomber big as baltimore and pass it?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Honey
Hemlock Stones: i dont need them Poop, but i do want them
cease: where is your brazzier going?
Merlyn: Catherwood, give Stones a couple of bombers
||||||||| Catherwood gets stones a couple of bombers.
Hemlock Stones: its pure indulgence for the sake of it
cease: i need some cubes
Hemlock Stones: ty Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Hemlock Stones and asks "Something I can help with?"
principlepoop: what size and color is your bra?
doctec: i know sql but figuring out how the 60+ stored procedures that sit behind the application code, and undestanding how the 60 to 70 database tables they work with all tie together is formidable
Merlyn: he doesn't know l33t speak
TweenyMania: Sounds like it, Doc
doctec: and the code is only slightly documented, the code base is large and deeply intertwingled
TweenyMania: I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK...
boney: Catherwood, give Britney Spears something for her hangover
||||||||| Catherwood hands britney spears something for her hangover.
TweenyMania: Documentation is everything
doctec: and i can sense that after a month and a half they hoped i would be further along in my grasp of everything than i am
Hemlock Stones: some folks are never satisfied Doc
Merlyn: intertwingled?
cease: the forests of british columbia
doctec: intertwined/intermingled
cease: thats where i am
boney: The cockroaches have stolen my Viagra! I hope they go blind
principlepoop: do what you can, just don't break anything...
Merlyn: they probably aren't programmers doc, I've run into that attitude before
doctec: ted nelson coined that term
doctec: he also coined the term "hypertext" a good 20+ years before it entered common usage
principlepoop: tell them to show you how to do it faster....
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:53 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Hellmouth."
cease: ozzie and ricky ran out of coin?
doctec: merl: not in this case - small company, two of the three head guys are major tech heads - most of the programmers in the office are russian, i hate it when they are talking about the code and the system and what they're working on and i can't understand a word
TweenyMania: Hey LL
cease: hard to conceive
principlepoop: wb llan
llanwydd: I think I'm the only one having trouble because I have msntv2
Honey : wb llan
cease: that would be a problem, doc
TweenyMania: Jeeze, Doc - to ad insult to injury...
Hemlock Stones: not surprising if they are talking russian do
Hemlock Stones: doc
doctec: like i said, it's a challenge
TweenyMania: Well, you always wanted to take that Berlitz Russian class, right?
doctec: fortunately, i don't sense they are giving up on me yet, i still have the opportunity to prove myself
Honey : hey tell em this is america n they gotta speak english!
boney: Catherwood, get a fumigation tent
||||||||| Catherwood hands a fumigation tent.
cease: good for you, doc
doctec: they usually do, honey - except to each other (well, wouldn't *you* want to communicate in your native as opposed to a foreign language?)
principlepoop: si honey
Hemlock Stones: dammit, the roaches just threw me ouf of my room
boney: MAD's Don Martin
cease: sounds firesonian, stones
cease: its the bees and the spiders again
doctec: i understand why they do it, it just doesn't make the job of understanding what is going on with the systems and database any easier
llanwydd: I remember watching woody allen's Interiors on ambien and I fell asleep
Hemlock Stones: bees and spiders are ok but these roaches have a bad attitude
cease: did you ever wake up?
doctec: accents are think, english is a bit broken
boney: this isn't rock and roll... this is... insecticide
llanwydd: fortunately I had taped it and when I say it I thought it waas his best non-comedy
doctec: fratricide
Hemlock Stones: Allens interors on Ambien sounds like a Blog i havent read yet llan
principlepoop: javol, oops that is german
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dave & Katie inside, makes a note of the time (10:57 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
boney: May they all have flaming farts
cease: i liked a few of his movies a lot. most of them, not
Dave & Katie: hello all! wagg wagg!
cease: hey dave.
cease: woof woof, katie
doctec: well, anyway i'm still alive and kicking - and that's really all i can offer tonight
principlepoop: hi dave and katie
Honey : hi dave hi katie
doctec: must go and get some shut eye, another long hard day ahead of me
Merlyn: hey dave & KT
Honey : catherwood please get katie a milkbone
||||||||| Catherwood gets katie a milkbone.
cease: live is good, doc
doctec: hi dave & katie
boney: May Britney Spears comeback attempt be the last thing they ever see
Merlyn: ok see ya doc
Dave & Katie: I finally made it, still not sure about the choir that I might be in, I like some of the music but there's a little more of a religious bent to it, that kind of turns me off, and I now have a cold so I can't sing anyway, Katie is doing well
boney: a curse
doctec: i'd stay and hang with you but i am running on fumes at the moment, gotta split
principlepoop: the pattern can emerge doc...
principlepoop: good luck
doctec: maybe next week i'll check in a little earlier
Dave & Katie: later Doc,
TweenyMania: Evening, Dave
Honey : nite doc hang in there see ya next time
cease: you like singing, dave?
Hemlock Stones: bye for now Doc
||||||||| At 10:59 PM, Dave & Katie rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Merlyn: no fumar doc
TweenyMania: Rest well, Doc
Merlyn: el doco
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.................
boney: May her MTV performance be etched in their memories forever
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dave & Katie in through the front door at 10:59 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| At 11:00 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, doctec!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dave & Katie: hit the exit button, woops
Merlyn: get your ice cream dave?
principlepoop: wb dave and katie
cease: sleep productively, doc
TweenyMania: Now _that's_ a curse, Boney
Dave & Katie: I'm just glad I caught all of you before you started going to bed
Hemlock Stones: (gives katie a biscuit)
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
boney: May a scorned rapper throw a temper tantrum on their very souls
Dave & Katie: where are clem and bambi?
Honey : clem plum tuckered out n bambi not home yet, dave
principlepoop: they are worn out from traveling to work, doing ok now I think
cease: where is bambi
Dave & Katie: talked to Ken yesterday, things are good with the man,
Honey : bambi is probably being interrogated by homeland security again
boney: What's the use? Life is just a cockroach race
cease: good
TweenyMania: Gotta go guys. Everbody have a great week...
||||||||| Around 11:02 PM, TweenyMania walks off into the sunset...
Dave & Katie: I hate when you're making plans and the person you are making them with doesn't call you back to get the information, grrrrr
principlepoop: doc talked with him too, glad to hear he is doing well
cease: tween
principlepoop: thanks for all tween, night night
principlepoop: cockroach race? I thought it was a bowl of cherries
Honey : i think i will head for the moonrise, adios folks
Hemlock Stones: see you next week tween
||||||||| At 11:03 PM, Honey vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
cease: adios honey
principlepoop: ciao honey, i will catch the bus too, have a super week
||||||||| At 11:04 PM, principlepoop rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
boney: I feel the earth move under my feet... it's just an aftershock
Dave & Katie: see? I tell ya! I show up and they all drop like spanish flies
cease: the party's poopin out
boney: I feel the sky tumbling down... it's just global climate change
cease: n a klien bottle, dave
Dave & Katie: but not on false drugs
Hemlock Stones: these drugs are not false Dave
Merlyn: they're high on life and high octane gasoline (80$/barrel)
llanwydd: guys, next time I disappear, don't look for me. I'm having rouble with my settup and I'll be ready for bed if this happens again
Dave & Katie: good, rolls up arm, I actually listened to dwarf while stoned last night, nothing great came of it, but I was tired too, so that didn't help
Hemlock Stones: i have similar probs llan, i think a format is in order
cease: are all drugs not false? in the sense that their plant natures have been altered
Hemlock Stones: theya re only altered if i burn em cease
Dave & Katie: oh btw I just got the Albert Ayler box set and it says there's an introduction by Peter Bergman, I thought that was cool
Merlyn: oh, false DRUGS. I thought you said false RUGS
cease: the firesign really courted a stoned audience in those days, dave
cease: but it was as much marketing as anything.
cease: later they'd claim you could only appreciate their work if you werent stoned
Hemlock Stones: i havent smoked a rug in a long time, must have been the great shortage of 76,
Merlyn: hey neat dave
Dave & Katie: I know they did, it was fun to listen to though, everything did seem sharper,as if I understood every word the preacher was saying, then I got hungry, grin
Merlyn: I cut a rug
cease: there was great interview with mort sahl on truthdig.com a few days ago
Hemlock Stones: i only trimmed mine Merlyn
cease: hes 80 so a decade older than the olderst firesgin
cease: but had the same philosphy. that humour should be revolutionary
Hemlock Stones: FT sounded funny on or off drugs but on drugs the effect at least seemed more profound
Dave & Katie: ah mort sol, may his political jabs live on
cease: yes increased perception is always useful in firesign listening.
cease: for example, in a car they sound really good. headphones too
Merlyn: but if you trim your rug, it doesn't grow back, so soon you need to buy a new toupee
cease: hes old enough to be your great grandfather, dave
Dave & Katie: I'm thinking about it now, and I do remember finding the little opening sequence of the organ going up and down pretty funny and wanting it to be active as everyone else did
Dave & Katie: I had headphones on specifically
Hemlock Stones: about a dozen of us Fireheads used to sit round a blazing fire on a winters night, pass a pipe round and listen with considerable reverence
boney: He's older than Larry King. If that's possible
cease: the very first music i heard stoned was the soundtrack to Hair, which for some bizarre reason, was popular at the time
cease: i hated it before, and even more so stoned
Dave & Katie: he's not as old as mike wallice though, or paul harvey
Dave & Katie: and studs terkle is what 97 or so now?
cease: studs is breathing history
boney: I think he's older than Mike Wallace
cease: wallace is old, but cool
Merlyn: terkel is 95 this year, dave
cease: i wonder how ossman is doing, healthwise
Merlyn: he seemed healthy a few months back at Convergence
cease: you saw him recently, merl
boney: He's recovering from shouting at Freditor in all caps
cease: he was in van for proc's daughter's wedding but i was in japan
cease: bummer, bone
Dave & Katie: terkel is amazing, and I love Mike wallice's voice, I have some stuff from '47 of him announcing the Spike Jones radio show
cease: yes i guessed that from the post about that
Hemlock Stones: what was the problem with Freditor boney
cease: i wonder if austin attended?
Merlyn: cat, was ossman in a van down by the river?
Dave & Katie: good that the four or five still keep in contact
cease: the number of people who want the firesign to reach a larger audience is small enough to begin with
cease: dave, i dont know how much they actually do
Dave & Katie: and the carivan is on its way
cease: judigng from whatr austin says when he's here, not so much
boney: Freditor is monitoring the chat room. He'll probably post to the newsgroup about this conversation
cease: lol merl
cease: i doubt that'll happen. his house in rural wa. must be worth serious coinage
Dave & Katie: still have the postcard that PP signed for me about 4 years ago
Hemlock Stones: surely that is a good thing Boney ?
boney: Fred is Watching
cease: good for fred
cease: if he were blind, that might be a problem
Dave & Katie: takes out prosthetic eye and holds it up to watch
Dave & Katie: oh when I was stoned last night the guy I was with said one of my eyes was red a little bit but obvisouly the other wasn't
Merlyn: reminds me how WC fields did that routine on how he got to be called honest john
cease: according to my careful prosthesis, this man has he plague
cease: i dont recall that, merl
cease: i thnk you handled it well, dave
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn: he's playing pool, and does a long ranbling story how he returned a glass eye that had gotten knocked out of someone
Merlyn: that's how he got the nickname
Merlyn: It's from "Six of a Kind"
||||||||| Catherwood enters with mark close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 11:21 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
Dave & Katie: well I'm out until the next time i am in
Merlyn: ok dave - hi mark
Dave & Katie: later all, wagg wagg
Merlyn: that's the high mark of this chat I think
cease: oh yes, i think i recall that, merl
cease: by dave
cease: hi mark
cease: mark mark
||||||||| At 11:23 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, boney!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
mark: hey
Merlyn: kind of winding down now, mark
mark: sorry trying to get to work
mark: didnt know anyonre would think of them but me
Merlyn: who, Firesign?
mark: yes
cease: you are not alone, mark
Merlyn: just discover the website recently?
mark: telling young guy about it
mark: suprize me you all here
mark: rite now
cease: first time here?
Merlyn: mostly only on thursday nights
mark: havent thought of in 20 years
mark: used to have 8 tracks
cease: firesing still around, though barely
mark: used ti have in 8 track
Merlyn: they've made a few new albums in the last few years
mark: havent heard
cease: a trilogy, as it were
Merlyn: http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/albums/ has em if you haven't seen them
cease: and their pbs show
cease: Weridly Cool
mark: cool
mark: added this to my favorites
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:29 PM and boney sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cease: bone
boney: this AIN'T rock and roll... rib-uh rib-UH
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave & Katie - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: katie
cease: happy dreams of dog biscuits
mark: so we here now on thursdays
Merlyn: come around on thursdays and most of us will be here, but log in 2 or 3 hours earlier
cease: berrgman wanted to have a rock and roll comedy group. he succeeeded
mark: ok
Hemlock Stones: i better follow boneys lead now too, its very late here as it always is
cease: off yu go hemlock
Hemlock Stones: will see you guys next week or online elsewhere, take care all
boney: berRgman succeeEded
Merlyn: it mostly starts around 9 PM eastern/6 PM pacific
Merlyn: Phil Austin sometimes shows up, too
Merlyn: ok stones
Hemlock Stones: TTFN
mark: good to find see you next time
cease: times are some, but they are times
cease: off we fire
Merlyn: yeah, we're all about ready to go for this week
||||||||| cease departs at 11:32 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
mark: cool i willbe here next week
boney: Vote for Papoon, mark. NOT INSANE
||||||||| At 11:33 PM, boney scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Merlyn: lots of odd stuff on the website too, and audio/video clips, look around
Merlyn: byeeeeeee
mark: ok will thanks
||||||||| "Hey Merlyn!" ... Merlyn turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:34 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from the common cold
||||||||| mark - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood leads drmatt in through the front door at 12:04 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
drmatt: Alone again
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| drmatt - dead from measles
||||||||| 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
boney
Bunnyboy
cease
Dave & Katie
doctec
drmatt
Firebroiled
Hemlock Stones
Honey
llanwydd
mark
Merlyn
Mudhead
principlepoop
TweenyMania URL References:
http://home.earthlink.net/~ironybread/index.html
http://www.cartoonbrew.com/
http://www.engadget.com/2006/08/24/verichip-wants-to-chip-every-us-soldier/
http://www.engadget.com/2007/09/09/rfid-implants-linked-to-cancer-in-lab-tests/
http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/albums/
www.kurtericson.com
http://www.shpongle.org/video/flashback1.swf
http://www.sito.org/cgi-bin/panic/panic
http://www.sito.org/synergy/panic/exchange/philaustin-2-tca.jpg

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"