A Firesign Chat
10/11/2007




Archive

||||||||| 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 October 11, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (8:17 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Firebroiled: Animals without backbones hid from each other, or fell down.
Clamasaurs and Oysterettes appeared as appetitizers.
Then came the sponges which sucked up about ten percent of all life.
Hundreds of years later,
in the Late Devouring Period,
fish became obnoxious.

Trailerbites,
Chiggerbites
and Mosquitoes
collided aimlessly in the dense gas.
Finally, tiny edible plants sprang up in row,
giving birth to generations of insecticides

and other small, dying creatures.

Thank you.
||||||||| Firebroiled is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 8:18 AM.
||||||||| 7:10 PM: LocutusOfTween 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!"
LocutusOfTween: Who's movie _is_ this, anyway??
||||||||| Around 7:12 PM, LocutusOfTween walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 8:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
ah,clem: indeed
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern time, dear friends,'
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:10 PM, dragging Caterino by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
ah,clem: trailerbikes?
Caterino: trailer bikes chigger bites
ah,clem: right
Caterino: and mosquitoes
ah,clem: he blew the spelling but it is the thought that counts
Caterino: so how R U ah, CLEM
ah,clem: bbiab
ah,clem: well, radio at 9, you be the judge, lol
Caterino: k
Caterino: I am going to see if I can get it
ah,clem: good to see ya
ah,clem: the red cni at the top should be clickable, but is a prefeed, leo most likely
ah,clem: will be me and fst at 9
ah,clem: bbiab
Caterino: I get it now, before I didn't
||||||||| "8:15 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Caterino: "I shall return" Macarther in the park live at ten pm
||||||||| 8:17 PM -- Caterino left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:18 PM and late as usual, it's Caterino, just back from Missouri."
Caterino: http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=825951
Caterino: Just a plug for the bookstore and have a horror coming out near halloween called THE LAST SERIAL KILLER
Caterino: I will be in and out for a few, well, I am married and we do own "The Sacred In Out.
Caterino: Oh Hellow Mr. Nobody, what? Where have I beed? Oh, been, I see, I have been on the book tour or so they would have me believe. I sold plenty books. I sold some steven king and some .... ok brb.
||||||||| At 8:22 PM, Caterino vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Mudhead enters at 8:43 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:46 PM and late as usual, it's LocutusOfTween, just back from Hellmouth."
LocutusOfTween: Hey Mud...
LocutusOfTween: Are you one of the Mud People? lol
Mudhead: no, i play one on the internet tho
LocutusOfTween: Merlyn sure likes his java
LocutusOfTween -)
LocutusOfTween: Oh, my ayes!
Mudhead: JL is gettin an affection for it too with that fancy machine he brews wif
LocutusOfTween: ; smiles
LocutusOfTween: It makes Cupertino FrappŽ?
LocutusOfTween: I don't allow java unless it's needed
LocutusOfTween: Also a fairly unknown browser as my first choice
LocutusOfTween: somebody would really _want_ to mess with me ;-)
LocutusOfTween: So, Mudhead, when are you going to give us a CNI Contributor bit?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'llanddgrabb', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:56 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
llanddgrabb: TGIT
LocutusOfTween: Hey LL :-)
Mudhead: as soon as I get motivated, Ive een fighting with my HD capture card, well, the good news is I finally got it working
Mudhead: hiya llan
llanddgrabb: good evening all
LocutusOfTween: And people ask me why I use old Macs ;-)
llanddgrabb: I
llanddgrabb: I've been watching ScrambleVision
LocutusOfTween: Do need a NTSC card
Mudhead: problem wasnt the pc, it was Motorola mislabeling their cable box
LocutusOfTween: I prefer my eggs benedict
Mudhead: port was labeled out, really was an in
llanddgrabb: of course I've got the card, now I have to recharge it
LocutusOfTween: Actually, I've got great respect for Motorola. Used to have a big campus here.
LocutusOfTween: Until everything got outsourced
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:59 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Billville."
llanddgrabb: hey Clem!
llanddgrabb: Motorola University at Austin?
Mudhead: I never got a manual formine from the cable company, finally got it off the net, last page, last footnote...BTW, its labeled wrong, its not really an out, its an in
LocutusOfTween: Hey Mr. Clem
LocutusOfTween: Damned near ;-)
Mudhead: so first thing this am, got her capturin
LocutusOfTween: Like EDS Plano for Motorola
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Hemlock Stones in through the front door at 9:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 11, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Hemlock Stones: Greetings to all
LocutusOfTween: Sir Stones!
Mudhead: hiya Stones
llanddgrabb: Hey Stones!
Hemlock Stones: wow, only just got in before the doors closed
Mudhead: First thing I captured was the Season 9 pener to Top Gear
llanddgrabb: doors close in five seconds
Mudhead: its the one where they show Richard Hammond crashing at 220mph
Mudhead: Ive been watching a lot of the Beeb lately
llanddgrabb: did hammond survive?
Mudhead: yes, miracously
llanddgrabb: good
llanddgrabb: I listen to the beeb every morning
Mudhead: had bad brain injurys, but hes now fine
Mudhead: other than a fondness for celery
llanddgrabb: he lost his left side but he's all right now
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:04 PM, dragging Caterino by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Hemlock Stones: yes, Mudhead, brain injuries make no difference to the people on Top Gear
llanddgrabb: that never hurt anyone
Mudhead: scary crash, i captured it now in HiDef
||||||||| Outside, the 9:04 PM crosstown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving cease coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
LocutusOfTween: Hey BD
LocutusOfTween: Meow
llanddgrabb: Hey Cat and Cat!
Hemlock Stones: Hi Bob D
Hemlock Stones: and Cease
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Tor Hershman', just granted probation at 9:05 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
LocutusOfTween: HiDef - sounds like a rap artist
cease: no dogs?
Mudhead: Howdycat
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
Mudhead: hows the kittys?
llanddgrabb: Hey Tor!
Caterino: Hello folks
llanddgrabb: long time no tor
cease: good presentation of firesign, ah clem
LocutusOfTween: Just us dawgs here, cat
LocutusOfTween: Hi Tor
cease: my 2 cats are running around upstairs
Caterino: am I listening to ah clem?
Tor Hershman: Oh, let moi hit the CNI link
cease: my dog Icy is out with Fumiyo climbing the local peaks
cease: tor too
Hemlock Stones: i cannot listen yet, my CP is far too busy
Mudhead: xlnt
cease: havent heard this in a while, clem
ah,clem: is this the party to whom I am speaking?
Mudhead: i brb
LocutusOfTween: Mt Fumiyo?
Tor Hershman: It is the worst steet in town......
Caterino: yeah but the party is pooping out on me
cease: maybe she'll get a mt named after her. she'd like that
LocutusOfTween: lol clem
Hemlock Stones: Poop is not here yet, so how can you say that
||||||||| Catherwood leads principalpoop in through the front door at 9:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Hemlock Stones: lol
Hemlock Stones: there ya go
Tor Hershman: .....and you know a steet is real bad like
principalpoop: say what?
Hemlock Stones: Greetings Sir Poop
LocutusOfTween: Hey P. Just in time...
Caterino: shhhhh poops on
principalpoop: i saw the whole log, what is going on?
Tor Hershman: Howdy, Prin
principalpoop: that long and winding road, sorry
cease: doesnt this remind of the hill street blues scene in eobe we heard last week?
Caterino: you are a prince, a pal, poop
LocutusOfTween: You've just entered, the Firezone...
cease: and speaking of poop
Hemlock Stones: was just practising some bon mots in anticipation of your arrival PP
Tor Hershman: Well, Prin, moi thunk that I never did a parody to a Firesign LP sooooooooooo, I done did onehttp://www.amazon.com/Burning-Love-Elvis-Presley/dp/B00000JJJ0/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-9646584-5084857?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1192147664&sr=1-1
cease: towel, bath, genocide
principalpoop: ana mot a pee ah
cease: thats doc tech's album, tween
cease: released by fred, recorded on my dat recorder
Hemlock Stones: sounds about right Poop
Tor Hershman: That's the first thingy that moi's ole Bio-Puter came-up with
LocutusOfTween: Now _that's_ an URL
cease: im watching bush defending turkish genocide on us news
ah,clem: catherwood, please give everyone a lovely beverage
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a lovely beverage.
Tor Hershman: Tiger Pic, free hosting, Loc
LocutusOfTween: Firezone? Hmmm, where can I buy that?
cease: im rarely without one, clem
Hemlock Stones: ty Clem
Caterino: Nino says I am in mysery Caterino: 9:04 St. Louis, Missouri
llanddgrabb: I should look for Lovely Beverage
LocutusOfTween: Bush would defend US slavery - no kidding :-(
||||||||| Dexter FONG enters at 9:11 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
cease: In the Firezone, doc's tape of the 99 seattle show
LocutusOfTween: Fongggggg
Hemlock Stones: nino says i am in Brooklyn
Tor Hershman: What the FUDGE?!?!?!?!?
Dexter FONG: Ah e'en yet I am played by Capitolites
llanddgrabb: Hey DEX
cease: i suppose someone must have the disc, tween
principalpoop: uh oh fong
Hemlock Stones: Hi Dexter
cease: hi dex
ah,clem: this is "in the next world"
Tor Hershman: Never mind, that's the URL for moi's NEXT parody of Elvies' LP
Caterino: The Fongmeister, Fongerino, Fong a dong a ding done, fong
Tor Hershman: Duhhhhhhhhhhhh, heres' the Firesign parody http://server5.pictiger.com/img/1439794/picture-hosting/firesigntheaterpng.png
cease: i have no tolerance for soap operas, by firesign or anyone else
Dexter FONG: Woodrow Stool as i live and bleed
LocutusOfTween: ATT says I'm unknown? Try Austin
LocutusOfTween: I swear the aliens have let me come to chat tonight
Tor Hershman: Good thingy that there's a log here
LocutusOfTween: They just don't want you to know where _they_ are lol
Dexter FONG: Hi (in order) Clem, BobD. (wb), Cat, Sstones. Landgrab, Tween, Poop, Tor!, and )mudhead)
llanddgrabb: not even a Dead Cat Soap opera, cat?
ah,clem: smells like a dead cat in here, roflol
Caterino: lol, Tor
Dexter FONG: Hi (in order) Clem, BobD. (wb), Cat, Sstones. Landgrab, Tween, Poop, Tor!, and )mudhead)
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dex
Caterino: "Honey, wheres the dead cat?"
Mudhead: Hi all, that was a good ice cream break
cease: 'm not dead. i just have a really slow heart beat
LocutusOfTween: It's in the soap, Adolph...
ah,clem: hi Dex, and all I missed greeting
cease: speaking of adolph, i watched ww2 benny flick To Be or Not to Be last inght
Caterino: I had more iced cream then you can shake a stick at. How do you like that, while I am eating iced cream all you guys have is sticks.
Dexter FONG: Hello, Cat...Hello Ethyl....
LocutusOfTween: In case you guyz aren't using this URL, it's got a bit less delay (Tom and otherwise): http://audio.rfdradio.info:8000/cni
principalpoop: alpha beta cal there
cease: i loathe ice cream
llanddgrabb: I've seen that. I'd like to record it sometime
Tor Hershman: T'were Firesign really loaded when they did this bit?
LocutusOfTween: Benny Hill?
principalpoop: oh my god, things are better like that
llanddgrabb: 2bornot2b is going to be on tcm soon
Caterino: Bread come in loathes, ice cream comes in shorts and quarts.
LocutusOfTween: He had his moments. Like old Python much better.
principalpoop: loathe or love?
Tor Hershman: The Ben on the hill
Dexter FONG: Tor: Who can tell???
Tor Hershman: hill
cease: its quite good
cease: but even as a polish actor/cuckold, benny is still benny
principalpoop: the fool on the hill can tell
ah,clem: catherwood, please give everyone but Bob some ice cream
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone but bob some ice cream.
Tor Hershman: The Who?
Mudhead: n more for me please
Tor Hershman: Costello?
LocutusOfTween: My lips are sealed.
principalpoop: the eyes in his head see the world spinning round
cease: there's a war bonds spot taking advantage of benny's cheapness and a strange short from 1930 with benny as a tuxedo'd thief
Mudhead: I must maintain my cute girlish figure
LocutusOfTween: "A tall dilicous glass of meat" ROFL
cease: hi mud
principalpoop: hard to eat ice cream like that tween
Dexter FONG: Thank tou Clem =))
Caterino: loved, now correct me if i got these wrong Stones, David Allen at large and The Paul Hogan show. way back in the day, never at night I guedd
LocutusOfTween: Yikes
Caterino: guess even
LocutusOfTween put his fingers in the sign of a cross
llanddgrabb: I don't get the glass of meat. what is that about?
cease: you have the figure of a girl?
principalpoop: i must maintain my cute peggy cass physique
cease: you should give it back. i'm sure she misses it
LocutusOfTween: Ben & Jerry's? Yuk
Hemlock Stones: sounds authentic to me Bob
Mudhead: Well, go figure
Caterino: I am willing to bet you guys never met my wife.
Caterino: She is marylin Monrows Double
principalpoop: ours is not to reason why llan
Dexter FONG puts his finger in a long tall deliscious glass of meat
LocutusOfTween: Only if it's St. Pauli, cease ;-)
Hemlock Stones: well if they did, Bob, they aint saying
Caterino: Double her age and double her size
Tor Hershman: For somethin' that's 30 bucks a gallon, Ben & Jerry's is awful, Loc
LocutusOfTween: lol Dex
principalpoop: ding ding
Caterino: is this thing on, honk
llanddgrabb: but why is it funny?
cease: marilyn monroe's been dead for 45 years.
ah,clem: am willing to bet most of you have met mine, and I am fine with that, lol
Hemlock Stones: you dont get many of them for a pound Bob
cease: her double owuld be a hand full of dust
llanddgrabb: I remember listening to that with a friend and he broke up over the glass of meat
Caterino: that too
Dexter FONG: I'm on honk...goose me!!
LocutusOfTween: a woman who descibes a bj, LL?
principalpoop: sophisticated
Hemlock Stones: would you ask her to leave the beach, Bob, the tide wants to come in
LocutusOfTween: Yeah, always sophisticared are the Firesign lol
ah,clem: Bambi is on her way home btw
LocutusOfTween: no base jokes there
Caterino: Oh, I didn't understand, you mean, giving him a clinton.
Dexter FONG: Tween: Wrong chat
cease: this is from the love affair period ossman and austin had with ryamon chandler
Tor Hershman: And most guys are STILL walking around with thier shirt ALWAYS tucked-in in hopes the Marilyn will see the place shirt tails and give some Monroe tail, cease
principalpoop: when she sits around the house, she sits around the house
LocutusOfTween: Eating a bush?
Caterino: Oh, wow, I love to watch friends.
ah,clem: a fun bit, cat
Hemlock Stones: i believe she just got a new job Poop, kick starting jumbo jets at the airport
Caterino: Hackenabush
ah,clem: no deer jokes please
Tor Hershman: Yikes, gettin' a phone call, gotta go, nite all and stay on groovin' safari.
LocutusOfTween: At $1m/person, it'd better be good entertainment BD ;-)
Dexter FONG: Doh!!
Caterino: Anyone ever hear of Homer and Jethrow?
Hemlock Stones: bye for now Tor
llanddgrabb: getta you ice cream
Mudhead: see ya Tor
LocutusOfTween: Oh doctor, of doctor!!
principalpoop: by tor
Dexter FONG: Bob: Sure
LocutusOfTween: My favorite Marx, BD
cease: night tor
principalpoop: are antler jokes acceptable?
Caterino: Yeah, Dr. Hackenbush
Dexter FONG: Nite Tor
LocutusOfTween: The Marx Bros made fun of everybody, including themselves
Hemlock Stones: they will cost you deerly Poop
cease: benny= serious actor the same way groucho=serious actor
Dexter FONG: Poop: No jokes about ankules though
ah,clem: ya, bambi has no antlers
llanddgrabb: heah's yaw florida cawl, mr. witmaw
Hemlock Stones: a pity clem, they help pull in the FM stations
cease: lucky for you, clem
LocutusOfTween: Will have to revisit on your recommendation, cease
principalpoop: i don't know any antler jokes, where did I leave them hanging?
ah,clem: a real doe, as it were
Caterino: The story is this, I was trying to fine anything on a movie called Skidoo. Music by Harry Nilsson. I saw it years ago. I quit trying a few months ago. Today, I type in Homer and Jethrow on u tube and poof, skidoo the whole dang movie poped up instead.
cease: i have that, caterino
Caterino: whats up wit dat?
Mudhead: sunspots
principalpoop: cosmic rays
Caterino: Lots of cameos in it, weird movie but great
llanddgrabb: Gomer and Heathrow
cease: i bought it online. i wanted to see it cuz krassner talks about it in his autobi
Dexter FONG: Bob: It's a wonder of modern-type technology
cease: gave groucho acid for his part in that flick
cease: not a good reason to own the flick though.
LocutusOfTween: "Give America back to the dogs" lol
Caterino: Gleason had some too they all did. The prisnors put it in the chili
LocutusOfTween: This is not one of their greatest recordings, but it has some really good moments
cease: true, tween
Dexter FONG: There's always good moments on "Polic Street"
llanddgrabb: I'm sure the "dog indians" and "billy jack dog food" have a connection
principalpoop: those are great cars
Caterino: I also got Phil Proctor on te match game hour. Why was he on that again?
LocutusOfTween: I'll send your soul to the Moon, Alice!
cease: wasnt billy jack an "indian"?
Dexter FONG: There's a dead Indian in every can of Billy Jack Dog Food
Caterino: Yes and a legend in his own mind
llanddgrabb: yes, I believe so
LocutusOfTween: Thank Proctor for keeping a newsletter :-)
Caterino: Not to forget Billy Jack shoe scrapers
LocutusOfTween: Yeah lol
Dexter FONG: Thanks Phill
LocutusOfTween: Don't come back.... billy jack....
Dexter FONG: Get to the back
Hemlock Stones: was it the B side of Jimmy Mack ?
LocutusOfTween: But, it's a front...
Dexter FONG: 'course Billy Jack is a composite of Billy Joel and Captain Jack
Caterino: I am in between all of this
LocutusOfTween: Big Billy Joel fan
Dexter FONG: Well cantered
principalpoop: captain crunch?
Dexter FONG: or centered
LocutusOfTween: Allentown is another favorite
llanddgrabb: Jelly Bowl?
Dexter FONG: Steve Allentown
cease: ever contracting earth. how prophetic
Caterino: Jews, the loan shark
LocutusOfTween: Remember, only the good die young
LocutusOfTween: ; Tweeny points a paint gun at BD
llanddgrabb: wasn't hard to tell that the earth would contract
Dexter FONG: Live slow, die old, and look like shit
principalpoop: don't sit under the apple tree
llanddgrabb: even an idiot like me would have told you that
cease: greatr use of the shyulock speech in 2b or not 2b, the benny flick
principalpoop: oops, with anyone else but me
Caterino: BD turning red, not from bad joke but from paintball in the eye
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the common cold
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
LocutusOfTween: lol Dex
LocutusOfTween: Working on it
cease: if newton took that advice, we wouldnt have gravity, poop
Dexter FONG: Stones: Any plans for the upcoming Holidays? I'm planning to walk backwards for Christmas
llanddgrabb: funny, I recently memorized shylock's speaches
LocutusOfTween: Apple Tree? Cupertino mainframe?
llanddgrabb: in preparation for an audition
Caterino: Newton, you darn tootin
principalpoop: i am not sure gravity is our friend
cease: a canadian?
Hemlock Stones: yes i am walking sideways through the sewers of the Strand
LocutusOfTween: I went to school in Newton, PA
cease: speaking of that song, anyone remember the old rod serling flick which played that tune incessantly?
LocutusOfTween: er, that was Newtoen
cease: main theme, very strange flick
LocutusOfTween: Newtown
Dexter FONG: Stones: I tried wlaking sideways and walking to the front, but everybody said it was just a publicity stunt
principalpoop: its a small world after all
LocutusOfTween: My Friend Flicka?
llanddgrabb: wayne newtown?
cease: but i owulndt want to paint it
cease: quoth stephen wright
Caterino: um, sort of news here. Been contacted by of all people, Louie Prima's wife, widow, to write a screenplay and a biography. I have one question for you guys.
||||||||| Outside, the 9:32 PM crosstown bus from Connecticut pulls away, leaving LiliLamont coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
LocutusOfTween: BTW cease - very impressed with the casts on the recording of your plays
llanddgrabb: I've been listening to steven wright lately
Dexter FONG: Hi Lili
Mudhead: hello Lilli
principalpoop: hi lili, my high school colors were clear and transparent
llanddgrabb: I knew that was a quote of his
LocutusOfTween: Well, hello, Mz. Lili
cease: are they still in casts? i thought their broken legs and arms had healed by now
Hemlock Stones: Hi Lilli
Dexter FONG: What question Bob, are you talking about Keely SMITH
llanddgrabb: Hey Lil!
LiliLamont: HI, all. Just waiting for Doc to wake up from his post dinner nap.
Caterino: what the F do I do now?????????????????
LocutusOfTween: catherwood, please give lili a mint julip
||||||||| Catherwood gives lili a mint julip.
cease: LILI11
Caterino: Keely was the fourth wive this one was his last, Her name was Gia
LiliLamont: Thanks, cease. Can always use one of those.
ah,clem: nice style, Tween
llanddgrabb: anybody want a cup of coffee?
cease: do the drugs you're on now allow yo to drink, lili?
principalpoop: who are you calling a julip?
Mudhead: Lilli Id liuke to go to the casino for some fun wif u n doc
Dexter FONG: Bob: Yes, know of her
Caterino: Hi Lili, Hi lili Hello
LocutusOfTween: Not Cathern of Aragorn (fan of Mr. Rick ;-)
ah,clem: hi lilli, how ya doin?
cease: i cant imagine a casino being fun, except the one in the duckman episode
LocutusOfTween: lol P
LiliLamont: Yes, cease. Some of them say to limit alcohol, but I prefer to control my own eventual demise. But I don't overdue, if that's what you're wondering.
cease: this is the most boring part of this disc
Caterino: Do I do this and hope for the best? Comedy is easy for me but to do something real? holy bunyons
principalpoop: i get the fever, who wants to bet I don't?
Dexter FONG: Cat: I *love* casinos
ah,clem: casinos are fun as long as it is not your money, lol
LocutusOfTween: lol P
cease: no, just wanted to know if you could inbibe again. glad to hear it
LiliLamont: Mud: haven't been to a casino in ages. I've even won a few bucks.
cease: many people do, dex
Hemlock Stones: but aren't those Casino Indians hostile ?
Caterino: fong, every casino knows me personally and they all are nice enough to hold my money for me
Mudhead: Mohegan Sun is fun even if you dont gamble
LocutusOfTween: Just remember, "Comedy Is Not Pretty..."
cease: the concept of gambling does not interest me
LiliLamont: Did doc tell you that I couldn't imbibe?
Caterino: The casino indians roll the money in a circle
ah,clem: glad you could be with us tonight lilli, hi to Doc as well
Dexter FONG: Cat: Sausige his own
principalpoop: let luck be a lady tonight
LocutusOfTween: You can bicycle and stay in Indiana Territory?
Caterino: Cease, you mean to tell me if I bet you something you wont bet?
Dexter FONG: Poop: Sexist
ah,clem: it was a virtual drink
cease: no lili, i just knew you were heavily medicated for a while there
LiliLamont: I'm trying to wake doc. he's been working hard and then I mad a meal that encourages sleep, but at his request.
cease: youre right, caterino
Caterino: Wanna bet?
principalpoop: you bet fong
Caterino: I am right? I win I win, winna winna
LocutusOfTween: You bet, you're wife..
Dexter FONG: Poop: Not *sexy*, sexiest
principalpoop: oops, drat
LiliLamont: Well, cease, I was, and I'm still on a lot of drugs, but nothing that proscribes alcohol.
ah,clem: if he needs the rest that is important, we will see him later
Caterino: I did a grousho show called Dont beat your wife. It was a live show around 1976
Dexter FONG: Lili< Dr. Fong would like to prescribe liquor...for both of us
principalpoop: sleep is our friend
Mudhead: I'll talk to him later then
LiliLamont: I'm stepping away for a minute, guys.
Dexter FONG: Catherwood, bring Lili her favorite drink and the same for me
||||||||| Catherwood gives lili her favorite drink and the same for me.
llanddgrabb: that's hilarious bob
principalpoop: in a yellow taxi cab?
cease: while at a tomato tasting on sunday (see blog) i had a mandarin martinig, i assumed would be full of orangey goodness but instead just tasted of vodka. made me think of you and doc, lili
Caterino: Grousho, I must have had my limit of booze
cease: you actulaly like vodka
LocutusOfTween: catherwood, please give everybody alcohol for medicial purposes only
||||||||| Catherwood gets everybody alcohol for medicial purposes only.
llanddgrabb: I was just thinking about that show tonight
Caterino: Vodka is great for a rub down
llanddgrabb: you remember a guest groucho had named Halo Meadows?
ah,clem: thanks, I needed that
cease: and a good cure if you inadvertanly drihnk antifreeeze
cease: acfdodring to rachel maddow
llanddgrabb: she had to be the strangest woman I've ever seen
Caterino: no who was halo meadows
Dexter FONG: no llan
Caterino: You answered and I asked
llanddgrabb: she was Criswell's wife. you might remember him from Plan 9 from Outer Space
principalpoop: was the same night burt reynolds shaved off half his mustache on johnny carson
Caterino: Any remember one step beyond. the expirment with LSD
Dexter FONG: Didn't Crisswell have the desk next to Dagwood
llanddgrabb: anyway, she asked groucho if she could recite a poem she wrote in the 'gloom" mode
LocutusOfTween: catherwood, please give everyone accurate voting machones for medicinal purposes only
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone accurate voting machones for medicinal purposes only.
llanddgrabb: the poem was called Chop My Head Off
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Merlyn into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:41 PM, then departs.
LocutusOfTween: machines
Hemlock Stones: Hi Merlyn
principalpoop: thank god M, hi how are you?
Dexter FONG: Hey Merlyn, got any spare change?
Merlyn: hey all
cease: merl
llanddgrabb: HEY Merl!
LocutusOfTween: Hey Merl :-) Hope you're not too haggard since your trip to olema
Caterino: Hey Merlin, know how to change spares
principalpoop: tell us how everything little thing is going on
Merlyn: The Future - Because That's Where You And I Will Spend The Rest Of Our Lives
cease: beats spending your life in the past, like my parents
Dexter FONG: Bob: I'll give you my spare if you give me yours
principalpoop: you saved us from the poem, my eternal gratitude
Dexter FONG: Tomorrow is just a bit of Yesterday
Caterino: my spare is in the shop being flattened
LocutusOfTween: Strike!
Dexter FONG: Bob: Flattening will get you nowhere
llanddgrabb: I honestly believe that episode of You Bet Your Life was meant to feature the strangest guests they could find
cease: the condoms are called Forums?
Caterino: I am tired
principalpoop: the now is just an infinite slice of existence between the infinite past and the infinite future
LocutusOfTween: The UAW is getting a bit cheeky, as Stones would say
Caterino: was that the one with the strongest man
Dexter FONG: Did that same Groucho episode have Lord Buckley on it?
Merlyn: YBYL always had strange guests
cease: ive seen that on youtube
principalpoop: why are you tired bob? your name is same forward and backwards....
LocutusOfTween: The past is gone, and the future hasn't happened :-) BeOS here now...
cease: very energy efficient
llanddgrabb: right after Halo Meadows Groucho had a folk singer named Lingo who kept talking about shoulder blades between songs
Caterino: Say the secret woyd and you get fifty dollars
ah,clem: hang in there Bob, have 2 more movies after this
Hemlock Stones: makes it easier to remember, PP
LocutusOfTween: The past is gone, and the future hasn't happened :-) BeOS here now...
Caterino: No that is my name, tired bob
principalpoop: i have google now, I don't need to remember anything
llanddgrabb: Groucho had him play and sing and asked if he knew "Chop My Head Off"
Dexter FONG: Tween: Saying it twice won't make it any truer
LocutusOfTween: Feeling a bit better, eh Clem? lol Glad to hear it :-)
ah,clem: is there a BeOS port for firefox?
LocutusOfTween: NY NY
Caterino: so nice he said it twice
cease: yes, its good to see healthy chatters
Dexter FONG: Beryllium/Oxygen/Sulpher port?
principalpoop: any port in a storm
LocutusOfTween: Not yet clem LOL
LocutusOfTween: But it has a relly big dongle
ah,clem: I am slowly getting better, sadly, Bambi is having some issues
Hemlock Stones: afk
llanddgrabb: oh are we getting back on the subject of dongles again?
principalpoop: ok stones
Caterino: So, Prima would have been 97, his wife is now 60, hmm, pet a file today
Dexter FONG: Taking turns eh, Clem =
llanddgrabb: I don't even know what one is
LocutusOfTween: Yeah folks, everybody think good thoughts about Bambi's muscles
principalpoop: getting old is tough on young folks
LocutusOfTween: She's in serious pain
Dexter FONG: Bob: He married gia somewhat late in life though she was young..prolly in here late 20's
principalpoop: poor bambi, take it on easy on her next ahhh, clem
LocutusOfTween: Hehehe Poop - "You want _us_ to pay for your retirement?"
Caterino: I am sending something out to Bambi, I havent done this in years but when I send her the good ole Italian whammy it will help. BADA BING....
principalpoop: yes donate now, it is not too late
llanddgrabb: I'm having that as well, but I'm sure to a lesser degree
cease: if Fumiyo were 37 years younger than me, she'd be 19
llanddgrabb: I'm taking nsaids
Dexter FONG sings "Bad Bing! Bada Bing1 That
LocutusOfTween kicks the drum and squashes the symbal
Dexter FONG: what we Eyetalians sing
Caterino: yEAH BUT MADONNA, ALL HIS WIVES WERE VERY YOUNG. iF i WRITE THES i WILL HAVE TO CENSOR MY THOUGHTS
LocutusOfTween: lol cease
principalpoop: same to you ahhh, clem hehe
Caterino: Hey who turned on the caps
llanddgrabb: are you Eyetalian, Dex?
Caterino: ope i didnt scare anyone
Caterino: I am rolla dex
Dexter FONG: Bob: And Capitalize your words?
cease: ending is vaguely like boom dot bust
LocutusOfTween: Carlin- the next guy that say badda bing? i'm gonn rip his nuts off lol
Dexter FONG: llan: Not lately
principalpoop: how is your onanic strain llan?
Mudhead: ..
Caterino: Capital Idea
principalpoop: ouch, girls should not pull those muscles, can I say that here?
llanddgrabb: you're over my head, princ
principalpoop: wb mudhead
Dexter FONG: Hi Clem
LocutusOfTween: Capital Metro - it's a subway ;-)
Mudhead: hi pp
principalpoop: hehe
Caterino: I have been saying it for forty five years. If I say it again you can get Carlin to rip my nuts off again
LocutusOfTween: Bambi's really hurting, no joke :-(
principalpoop: groin, what a super word
cease: would the analog of principal poop be teacher turnd?
Caterino: Where is she hurting?
cease: sorry to hear that, tween
principalpoop ( poor thing, humor is the best medicine, if it does not pull out the stiches
llanddgrabb: what's wrong with bambi? may I know?
cease: turd
Caterino: backpain?
Dexter FONG: Catherwood, send me off for a drink
||||||||| Catherwood sends Dexter FONG off for a drink.
cease: sorry to hear, ah clem
llanddgrabb: I'm having that too, but as I say. to a lesser degree
LocutusOfTween: From the description, I don't think she had this much pain having children
Caterino: catherwoon rips off bobs nuts
llanddgrabb: and at the same time I have tennis elbow
principalpoop: a different meaning of the word poop, like poop deck and the straight poop...
llanddgrabb: I'm taking nsaids for both
LocutusOfTween: Can't walk
Caterino: catherwood rips off bobs left nut
||||||||| Catherwood ripss off bobs left nut.
llanddgrabb: If I were that bad I'd take ambien and sleep through it
Caterino: freakin ouch already
ah,clem: lol
ah,clem: Bob!
principalpoop: hanging with the yank crowd
cease: yes i havent heard this enough
LocutusOfTween: Walked several miles in the city today. I thank Grid for the people who let me run electric meters for Austin when I was 45. Had to do a little mountain goat in some parts of town.
Mudhead: Yay! Bride!
llanddgrabb: cranky old yanks in clanky old tanks
cease: i have to do more walking, tween
LocutusOfTween: Trying to keep up with 20-years olds will put you in shape lol
cease: podiatrist said feet ok after all
principalpoop: doing those beato beato flat on my seato
Dexter FONG: Catherwood, tell everyone I'm back
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter FONG and queries "Do you have something for me to do?"
principalpoop: wb fong
LocutusOfTween: Feat are ok with me :-)
Dexter FONG: Catherwood, do wacka-do
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter FONG and inquires "Something I can help with?"
Caterino: Podaitrist died after seeing my feet. first he went blind then he fell over which was no fun.
ah,clem: by the benidiction, I may be asleep at the wheel
LocutusOfTween: ROFLLLL Bob
principalpoop: wots reaaaal?
Merlyn: feets do your stuff
llanddgrabb: my podiatrist was a sadistic bastard
ah,clem: if you still have you feet, you won
LocutusOfTween: The Broken Spoke is still here, despite all of the yuppies clem
Caterino: I need a wire cutter to trim my nails and sand blaster to get the calas off
principalpoop: feets, get moving
Dexter FONG: Maria Cals?
Caterino: no pain intended
LocutusOfTween: "I come to this country, I only have one shoe!" Margaret Cho
ah,clem: get a dremmel, Bob
llanddgrabb: he stuck a needle all the way through my foot
Caterino: nope charlie
principalpoop: too far to reach, the nails break after they get about an inch long anyway
Dexter FONG: wazzzz up?
LocutusOfTween: Ouch
Merlyn: where can you find a needle nowadays? They're all using CDs
LocutusOfTween: New talk, whazz up?
llanddgrabb: that was dr barry kanoff
principalpoop: sideways? lengthways? top to bottom?
Dexter FONG: Merlyn: Yhey're now called cartridges
Mudhead: Shure still sells em
llanddgrabb: if you need a podiatrist in NJ make sure he doesn't have that name
LocutusOfTween: A guy in the grocery store the other day said "hey dawg". New experience lol
Caterino: I have heel spurs the sixe of claw hammers and the doc said I should never walk again and that was twenty years ago and I am still walking so F him and I hope Carlin rips his right one off
Dexter FONG: Med: Shure do
principalpoop: hey dawg tween, wots reaal?
Caterino: I am in South Carolina for four years now
LocutusOfTween: Never believe a doctor (except for Doc Tech)
ah,clem: had a 8 inch needle stuck in my knee to drain fliud after motorcycle accident, almost passed out
LocutusOfTween: You'll never walk again. Oh yeah? Watch me...
Dexter FONG: Bob: Sorry 'bout that dawg
principalpoop: they have doctors in SC now?
cease: 28 in dawg years
llanddgrabb: all you really have to do about heel spurs is stay off your feet a while and lose weight
Caterino: I never go to Zappa Doctors, only in it for the money.
LocutusOfTween: Reel enough P
LocutusOfTween: ROFL Poop
Dexter FONG: Just take off the spurs!...(mutter, dimestore cowboys)
llanddgrabb: that's called planter fascitis, by the way
Caterino: Dex, I will catch yo on the down low my *&^ga
principalpoop: they must have run out of money on the way to florida
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
LocutusOfTween: Well, you can buy a Hummer and Sheik Yerbouti, BD
Caterino: Who, yhose midnight cowboys?
Dexter FONG: Bob: Not if I catch you first and I'll never go back to South C
principalpoop: lol
llanddgrabb: anybody know what bambi is taking for her pain?
||||||||| Hemlock Stones is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:01 PM.
principalpoop: oops i must direct that lol, tween
Caterino: Loc, I may be totally wrong but I am a dancin fool llll lll
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Hemlock Stones into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:01 PM, then departs.
LocutusOfTween: More partial to Stills and Poco BD
LocutusOfTween: wb Stones
principalpoop: wb stones
Caterino: I should have never came to this one horse town
Dexter FONG: welcome Back Stones
LocutusOfTween: 'I am really something, that's what you'd probably say..."
llanddgrabb: what's the difference between a one-horse town and a jerkwater town?
Merlyn: I'm a little horse
principalpoop: neighhhh
Dexter FONG: Bob: Obviously, one horse is not enought for everyone
Caterino: Merl, you are cartright?
ah,clem: mainly naproxium sodium, otc
Caterino: Hoss Cartright
ah,clem: and mineral ice
llanddgrabb: I used to know but I forgot what a jerkwater town is
LocutusOfTween: Chincoteague or Asseteague?
Merlyn: I hop and sing
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dave & Katie inside, makes a note of the time (10:03 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dave & Katie: evening
llanddgrabb: good idea, clem I'm taking nsaids myself lately
principalpoop: hi dave
Mudhead: hiya Dave
cease: lost gals?
Caterino: Jerkwater town? lol Roller maidens
cease: i just noticed that
LocutusOfTween: (JL & Bambi would know about the ponies)(
Dexter FONG: Lan: Forgot? Just where do you live??
llanddgrabb: I have back pain as well, and tennis elbow
principalpoop: marcotingue or harpotinge
LocutusOfTween: The blind newsboy! LOL
cease: they pay well for that in china, merl
ah,clem: hi Dave , arf Katie
Caterino: Dave how r ya and where from
cease: and speaking of dogs....
principalpoop: woof woof
llanddgrabb: well we have got a railroad but that doesn't necessarily mean jerkwater
LocutusOfTween: We need a Katie mic on Ventrilo :-)
llanddgrabb: It all coming back to me now
Dexter FONG: Woof, Wag and High Fives
Caterino: A-S-L aging sexual leasons
LocutusOfTween: "You're a high roller, and a low ball jack..."
llanddgrabb: welcome Dave and Katie!
cease: that was one of the best human-aniaml riffs in their ouvre
Dexter FONG: liasons?
Caterino: cant firesign get a spel cheque on this jerkwater board?
LocutusOfTween: Think I may have inadvertantly have had something to do with the Waiting for Columbus album.
principalpoop: lesions, ewwww
Caterino: yeah Dexter, what you said.
ah,clem: they could, but would not be a s funny, (spell check)
Merlyn: all typos reveal deep psychological sucrets
Mudhead: someone pickup the phone!
Caterino: I took guitar liasons long ago
Dexter FONG: Bob: Or maybe legians??
LocutusOfTween: Off to the kitchner for a bit...
cease: all that you dream?
Dexter FONG: or possibly lesions???Hmmm?
cease: ontario?
LiliLamont: Hey, guys. Back again. doc has been saying that he'll be joining, but then he dozes off again. so I'm signing off and he may or may not be here later.
principalpoop: my sister was a thespian who performed before a paying audience
Caterino: Words dont have deep seeded meanings so stop hitting me with words my father and mother were jerks, I mean I wish my spelling was better at times.
||||||||| LiliLamont departs at 10:07 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
cease: keep em flying, lili
llanddgrabb: that'll teach you a lesion
Mudhead: nite Lilli
Dexter FONG: Night Lili, and best to you and Doc
Merlyn: you don't know beans about guitar legumes
principalpoop: yes, best to LSD
Dexter FONG: Bob? Did you live in Jerkwaater?
Caterino: My gutter Luomes are in better shape then yours
Caterino: thems are flighting words
Caterino: I mean farsing
ah,clem: Bambi is in the building
Merlyn: isn't jerkwater the mercenary contractors?
ah,clem: ill be in chat soon
principalpoop: hi bambi
||||||||| Outside, the 10:09 PM downtown bus from São Paulo pulls away, leaving Hemlsock Stones coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Mudhead: no, thats Blackwater
llanddgrabb: I don't speak farsi
Dexter FONG: For my next numer I'd like to play "A Blue Legume"
principalpoop: are you back stones?
Caterino: farsi doats and.....
llanddgrabb: Claire Le Gume
Dexter FONG: Merlyn: LOL
Merlyn: Hemlock, you really connect via Brazil?
Hemlsock Stones: I am in two places at once of course
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones - dead from measles
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanddgrabb: how is that possible when you're not anywhere?
Dave & Katie: sorry phone call, I have a ventrillo client, ha
Caterino: saw a porn long ago, She put the bra in Brazil
Hemlsock Stones: yes i am well connected
Dexter FONG: Stones: Are you doing a Samba
Merlyn: that exclaims everything
principalpoop: how do you do that?
Dexter FONG: He Sambaed to Death
LocutusOfTween: ROFL Dex
Merlyn: I don't believe in Samba
Caterino: is Katie a puppet?
Dave & Katie: drinking tea and listening to vladimir Horowitz
cease: are you a rockies fan, dave?
principalpoop: say hi to vladimir for me
cease: tea is good
Dave & Katie: yes we are winning, yay! but I really have stuff to do just thought I'd say hello and woof woof
Dexter FONG: Merlyn: Samba these days you will
Caterino: Is Vladimir Horwits one of Moes Brothers?
Dave & Katie: layter all
ah,clem: sorry about the digital artifacts in this part
principalpoop: stuff to do, hehe
Dave & Katie: oh, talked to Ken the other day, he's doing fine, just fyi
cease: by dave
Mudhead: nite Dave
Dave & Katie: buh bye, wag wag
||||||||| 10:12 PM -- Dave & Katie left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
cease: i had to inquire to discover it wasnt his wedding
Dexter FONG: Caterino: Yes, he was the hardest of the Mohs Brothers
Hemlsock Stones: bye for now Dave and woof woof
Merlyn: I hope you appreciate how Nino expands the map to include Stones
||||||||| Catherwood leads GraveRobberTween inside, makes a note of the time (10:12 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
principalpoop: i am impressed
ah,clem: where am I tonight, Merl?
GraveRobberTween: You crashed my browser!
principalpoop: no, put down that corpse
Dexter FONG sniffs aroung the doorway and thinks Katie's gone, prolly Dave too
Hemlsock Stones: yes, i have put on some weight Merlyn
Caterino: so why was I NYC and now St. Louis, Missouri
Merlyn: Manteca, California Clem
principalpoop: eeek, watch that nose fong
Dexter FONG: Merlyn: I think Nino is a registered Cardiolo...cartographer
GraveRobberTween: didn't you know? Merlyn awaits...
llanddgrabb: almost forgot my cough of cuppee
Caterino: Well he is a wizard who ever he is
Dexter FONG: Bob: I knewit!! YOu're a travelin' man
Caterino: What a mind boggler
ah,clem: cute Merl, california nice this time of year
Merlyn: Nino's predictions are guaranteed -- to be predictions
llanddgrabb: this morning I squeezed a lime into my coffee
Caterino: I am a Nelson
llanddgrabb: It was interesting but I wouldn't do it every morning
principalpoop: how did that work out llan?
principalpoop: full or half bob?
llanddgrabb: well you don't get the full benefit of the lime since heat destroys vitamin c
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 10:15 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Caterino: Half Nelson, I used to be full but the checks just aren't cumin regular anymore
cease: whats a job to a dog?
cease: if katie were still here, she'd beg to disagree
ah,clem: just put the rum in the coconut, and suck the lime
Caterino: is this a trick question?
principalpoop: gnawing a bone?
Dexter FONG: Those NELSON"S GIVE ME THE WILLIES
cease: the truckin music is quite successful
Caterino: licking a ...........um a bone
llanwydd: my mother taught me to beg
principalpoop: i went to a garden party
llanwydd: and to fetch
Caterino: PP its all right now
principalpoop: yes, i learned my lesson well
Caterino: To think all of this because I was deemed a "Travlin man" by Nino
cease: nice import from radio now
Dexter FONG: llan: Is that why you've always been afraid of rolled up newspapers
Mudhead: lol
llanwydd: not quite
llanwydd: I acquire that fear as a paper delivery boy
||||||||| 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 Honey disembarks at 10:18 PM.
principalpoop: do you bark at mailmen?
Dexter FONG whacks llan with a rolled up newspaper and says, You will be now!"
llanwydd: Hey Honey
Honey : Hola amigos
ah,clem: hola
Dexter FONG: Honey my dear, stick by me
cease: hi honey
principalpoop: hola honey, woman on decks you bums
Hemlsock Stones: HI Honey
Caterino: Idea, take all of the firesign chats and put them in a book and call it a day. or Friends of Firesign
Honey : que pasa esta noche??
llanwydd: Halo, Meadows
Hemlsock Stones: i wish i could speak Portuguese
Caterino: Nada, Nada thing long time no si
GraveRobberTween: Honeyyy, Honeyyyy.... Honey won't ya open that door (see Ricky scaggs)
cease: far too boring, caterino
Mudhead: Hai Honey
Honey : me too, stones
GraveRobberTween: De nada
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| LocutusOfTween - dead from The Plague
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Honey : Hai! mudhead
Dexter FONG: Esta noches es ahora completo
cease: english is widely and well spoken in portugal
principalpoop: rien, avant tu as arrive
Caterino: Imagine it Cease, the book will sell to us.
ah,clem: un poco firesign
GraveRobberTween: I've lived 12 years in TX. I _must_ learn MX Spanish
Caterino: only we wont by it
Honey : ahhh si, ah clem :)
GraveRobberTween: esta poco?
llanwydd: oaxaca means we are going to the pawn shop
principalpoop: will you sell the code book too bob?
principalpoop: oye como va!
Caterino: Honey, did you know, when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pir thats amora?
Dexter FONG: whoa kaka means don't step there
GraveRobberTween: Aomoxoa? He had to die...
principalpoop: areeba, winobago ca
Caterino: you will have to send away for the secret decoder
GraveRobberTween: Bay? Go?
llanwydd: Montery is what a french waiter calls his server
Dexter FONG: Bagel?
GraveRobberTween: Did I win?
Dexter FONG: No 47
Mudhead: no, i lost
Caterino: I had a bunch of French Quaters once, worthless here
principalpoop: honey has gone into shock
ah,clem: transexualvania! he he
GraveRobberTween: Yoooo so smart... who 1 world war tooo?
Mudhead: Im fadin out before i pass out, night all
Dexter FONG: he said transeci sestual..that he he
Honey laughs & makes an attempt at understanding whatz a happenin'
Honey : nite mudhead
principalpoop: hehe hehe
principalpoop: oops night mud
principalpoop: passing out is ok here
Hemlsock Stones: take care Mud have a good week
Dexter FONG: Night Muddy
||||||||| Around 10:24 PM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset...
Caterino: so before I go look for the next phase in horror around Halloween, Tween. It is Called The Last Serial Killer.http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=825951
Merlyn: nite mud
cease: by mud
Caterino: Must go and edit, every word is either wrong or in caps
llanwydd: now stop talking about transistors
Dexter FONG: Bob: We're outta Cornflakes?
Caterino: I try to think like a girl but all I do is think about girls
Dexter FONG: right you are, bob..night
principalpoop: running this chat threw a spell checker would clear everyhing up
Honey : i gave up trying to think like a girl ages ago
ah,clem: this was a good idea for october, and thank Mud, he requested it, next run I will find a better copy
Caterino: Running this chat through spell checker would make the checker go insane
Dexter FONG: Bob: think like a boy, they all think about girls...well mos...some of them
||||||||| Tor Hershman sneaks in around 10:26 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
llanwydd: any vegetarians here?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, again, ALL
Honey : hello Tor
Dexter FONG: wb Tor
cease: i used to be, llan
Tor Hershman: Plants are NOT vegetarians.
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:26 PM, dragging doctec by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Caterino: I will send anyone in this room a free download if you like. Let the poor bastardo's buy it we are rich, we have each other.
ah,clem: hey Tor
principalpoop points towards bob with his little finger on his cheek
doctec: hi guys
cease: i stil think well prepared vegies is a high art form
Merlyn: hey doc, tor
principalpoop: hola doc wb tor
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Doc
GraveRobberTween: "Remember me? I'm your personal tracker..." ROFLLLLL
Merlyn: doc tor! Get it?
doctec: i'm sorry, but i can only stay long enough to say hi
cease: hey doc
Dexter FONG: Hey Doc =))
llanwydd: Hey Doc!
Merlyn: hahahahah [slap]
Caterino: Evil, damn evil
principalpoop: hehe M hehe
doctec: i have a long day of programming ahead of me tomorrow
Merlyn: ok doc
principalpoop: LOOL M LOOL
Caterino: Hi Doc
doctec: and i must hit the sack
Caterino: cool mcCool
llanwydd: I'm going to become vegetarian before too long
doctec: so - hello, i must be going
principalpoop: oops, that was supposed to be good luck bob, sorry about that
doctec: i cannot stay i came to say i must be going
cease: ok doc
Tor Hershman: Sooooo, since moi sent the Amazon Elvis URL by mistake (earlier) ye may now view the "Burning Love" parody moi just done did http://server6.pictiger.com/img/725105/picture-hosting/tor-hershman-elvis-courtney-love.png
doctec: i'm glad i came but just the same i must be going ...
GraveRobberTween: "Does this mean war???" - nice Marx ref
principalpoop: hi and bye then
doctec: i'd stay a week or two
llanwydd: over you go groucho
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Doc
Honey : hello you must be going
||||||||| Catherwood escorts H. Stones inside, makes a note of the time (10:28 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
doctec: i'd stay the summer through
Caterino: was called Serial but an independand film took the name a week ago.
doctec: but i am telling you
doctec: i must be
doctec: going
Dexter FONG: Doc: JUst stay a month
||||||||| "10:28 PM? I'm late!" exclaims doctec, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
principalpoop: still here?
principalpoop: oops nope, he has gone
Dexter FONG: Thanks for the full verse, Doc =))
llanwydd: groucho was not a marxist by any means
Tor Hershman: Oops from Poop
Dexter FONG: Mark this Marxist
principalpoop: anarchist maybe
Honey : only by birth, llan
Tor Hershman: Stalin was not a Marxist
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanddgrabb - dead from dengue fever
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: Marsist
Dexter FONG: not too sure about llan though
principalpoop: good old Joe?
Merlyn: I think Harpo had a pretty weird real name - Adolph Marx
Tor Hershman: Heck, Marx was not a Marxist
Honey : cease and marsist!!
Tor Hershman: Hey, remember Marx toys?
Dexter FONG: Merlyn: The wacky twin of Adolf Der Schnifter
GraveRobberTween: I am a Marxist. i don't deny it.
llanwydd: I'm not an ist of any kind.
principalpoop: the same as the steak sauce, wow
GraveRobberTween: Hail Freedonia!
Dexter FONG: Ich ben nicht ein ist
Tor Hershman: Hidehideho
principalpoop: tenderizer
Merlyn: Ich ben ein Gummo
Dexter FONG: Thanks poop
GraveRobberTween: Ich ben ein Dunkin'!
llanwydd: if you think this country's bad off now.
principalpoop: thesis, anti-thesis, synthesis, phooey, stifle dissent and stick with the first thesis as the truth
Dexter FONG: ifolks you ain
ah,clem: how many are listening?
Dexter FONG: seen nothing yet
GraveRobberTween: Yeah LL :-(
Tor Hershman: Ich ben fricken, Lydia-----moi wishes
||||||||| Catherwood escorts donk into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:33 PM, then departs.
cease: im enjoying this, clem
Dexter FONG: Clem: Listening to what?
GraveRobberTween: Hey Don
cease: donk
principalpoop: hello donk
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Donk
Dexter FONG: Don, que?
donk: hey Tween, Cease and all
ah,clem: CNI (me)
llanwydd: welcome, donk!
principalpoop: i am too, i like it, i need to hear it more often to learn it
donk: hey llawydd
Honey : catherwood, please bring me a lovely beverage
||||||||| Catherwood gives Honey a lovely beverage.
Tor Hershman: Moi ain't listening right now.
GraveRobberTween: Hear here...
Dexter FONG: Still stickin' close, Honey?
GraveRobberTween: Moi?
Tor Hershman: listen now
Honey : yep
Dexter FONG: Moi is Tor's personal butler, bat boy, and occassional chef
principalpoop: i am an optomist, i think the control freaks are just getting scared
ah,clem: ok, one more movie then... also a request from Mud, but this only a partial, second half of shoes part 1
Tor Hershman: and can that mofo cook-up a bat, boy oh boy
Dexter FONG: Bueno, Honey
GraveRobberTween: To say that Firesign is underappreciated, is an understatement ;-)
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:36 PM and late as usual, it's Bambi, just back from Hellmouth."
principalpoop: they are getting desparate
cease: Bambi
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends :-)
Dexter FONG: Poop: You could be fined for saying that
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bam
donk: hey Bambi
GraveRobberTween: Bambi in her hover-round?
Honey : hi bambi :=)
principalpoop: hi bambi, I hope you feel better soon, that is painful, ouch
llanwydd: well, I must die every night, so I will make my way to Morpheus
Bambi: I wish Tween LOL
principalpoop: there are too many of us to fined now
Tor Hershman: Moi 'tis more of a Deer Fiend, hence the Hershman
GraveRobberTween: I'll bet :-(
cease: he's write about that
Bambi: yes, it is! thanks ...much appreciated princep
Dexter FONG: Go to the light llan!!
Dexter FONG: Hi Bambi
cease: llan
llanwydd: se you next thirsty
Honey : no don't go to the light it's a trick don't do it llan
Merlyn: give me a light llan
Honey : see ya next week
principalpoop: show us how you can put your foot over you head like a ziegfield folly dancer bambi...
Honey waves bye
GraveRobberTween: lol Honey
principalpoop: to sleep and perhaps to dream
H. Stones: Hi Bambi
Honey : perchance?
principalpoop: that too
Tor Hershman: you should see where moi can put his zieg and it ain't in the field
GraveRobberTween: Does the word quaadelude call up fond memories? lol
Dexter FONG: Aye there's the rub...right near the groinal area
Tor Hershman: The Poop Principal
principalpoop: what were jackie gleason's girls called?
Honey : hehe tween it calls up vague car wrecks hehe
Dexter FONG: Tor: I hope Moi is a legal alien,
GraveRobberTween: The human body is frain, for sure.
principalpoop: ahh the june taylor dancers, make a kalidescope for us
Tor Hershman: Aunt Geek's Road Kill show
cease: the gleasonettes
GraveRobberTween: frail, even...
Dexter FONG: It's a frain frame, Jane
donk: june tayor dancers
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Caterino - dead from jaundice
 ||||||||| Hemlsock Stones - dead from jaundice
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: thanks donk
Honey : gee jaundice is goin' around
GraveRobberTween: You taylored june?
Dexter FONG: The Reaper got greedy
donk: np :)
principalpoop: get june dancers jaun dicers
Dexter FONG: HoThe John Dice DANCERS DOING Yellow
cease: gleason on acid one of the highlights of that flick
GraveRobberTween: Great PBS parody
Honey : excuse me while i go to the ladies to powder my nose
principalpoop: sniff sniff
GraveRobberTween: Be careful of the wall
Dexter FONG: Honey, take a ladylike stance, please
Bambi: lost my place ... brb
H. Stones: passes Honey some powder
principalpoop: it was not that shiny, but ok
||||||||| Bambi leaves at 10:42 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| Outside, the 10:42 PM downtown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Bambi coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
principalpoop: wb bambi
Dexter FONG: Night Bambi
principalpoop: right back where you were
Dexter FONG: WB Bambi
Tor Hershman: TTFN
Dexter FONG: Go for a smoe?
Dexter FONG: ke?
Bambi: man, that bus smells bad!
principalpoop: ciao moi
Dexter FONG: Noght Tor?
Tor Hershman: Smoe is Moi's bro
GraveRobberTween: You gotta get in to get out...
Bambi: hey Dex, and thanks everyone
H. Stones: try the train next time Bambi
cease: they come,they go
Bambi: TTFN Tor
Tor Hershman: Noir are like moi
Tor Hershman: nior
GraveRobberTween: (carpet crawlers hear their callers)
Honey : ah back and thanks for the powder, stones
principalpoop: you think that is bad, what until an ethyl bus passes by
Dexter FONG: they come agian
Bambi: yes, I much prefer trains Stones lol
principalpoop: hi root
principalpoop: get him root
Tor Hershman: WHAT!!!!!!!!! Moi thought you left, Bambi??????
principalpoop: hehe
GraveRobberTween: As the police in Aspen say, "Kepp your poweder dry ;-)
GraveRobberTween: Keep
principalpoop: psychotic kitty theatre
Tor Hershman: Hey, moi doth' thinkith the ICP got there, "Chilli" bit from Firesign
Tor Hershman: Kittyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Bambi: I did Tor...needed to set my refresh rate to 30 secs .. forgot to do that
GraveRobberTween: No keep your keiffer...
principalpoop: ahhh what a cute kitty, pretty purr
Dexter FONG: Whattttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt?
Tor Hershman: Cool
Bambi: ah, sorry I missed the show :-(
principalpoop: 30 seconds?
Bambi: only caught the tail end of Bride
Dexter FONG: Bambi: At least you showed up =)
GraveRobberTween: 48 hours?
principalpoop: i don't remember what I read, or what I wrote after 30 seconds
Bambi: yeah, if I don't do that, since we are streaming on dialup, I take too much bandwidth
Bambi: and great to be here!
Dexter FONG: poop: Check the log
principalpoop: poor bambi
Tor Hershman: Moi types ƒoe net call ie sum times
cease: you feeling ok, bambi?
principalpoop: then I get even farther behind in the chat fong
Bambi: have a few blog entries that might be of interest: http://www.bambismusings.com
Dexter FONG: Tor gets all Italic and all
GraveRobberTween: Williams - "You approach the stage. You want to be healed? Then heeel son..."
principalpoop: don't get me started on the corporation scam, grrrrrr
Bambi: thanks for asking Cat. As long as I am sitting, I feel fine...stairs are terrible, and walking isn't so good.
Tor Hershman: Nite, CNI
Bambi: running is out of the question right now
GraveRobberTween: What scam? US+ is _your_ company :-)
Bambi: LOL princep
principalpoop: rest so it can heal and keep moving so it does not stiffen up bambi...
Dexter FONG: Bambi: Can you scamper?
GraveRobberTween: Safe, secure, fast information
Bambi: right Tween :-)
Dexter FONG: poop: Is that your secret, moving??
H. Stones: some days i can only shuffle
Tor Hershman: Bam, moi thinkith The Bill of Rights is a work of fiction.
GraveRobberTween: Britney's children are in play
Bambi: sounds like the show's not entirely over yet...yea!
Dexter FONG: stones: Excellent if it snows
||||||||| It's 10:50 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...
principalpoop: I waddle
Tor Hershman: Outro bit
GraveRobberTween: What sort of American _are_ you that you're not interested?
Tor Hershman: TTFN LLLLLL
Bambi: only the 16th Tor lol
Dexter FONG: I am interested....what are you talking about
principalpoop: oki tor, ciaoo bebe
Tor Hershman: Oh, moi ain't an American, just a citizen of the United States of America
Bambi: llan must have had one heck of a common cold!
GraveRobberTween: Olbermann on The Death of Heabus Corpus. Link on my web site (www.kurtericson.com)
Dexter FONG: The 16th of Tor, the Month of laughs
principalpoop: i have written about that tween, what are you talking about?
Tor Hershman: Gad, the last eleven words of the 5th are 100% fictional to moi.
Dexter FONG: Bambi: It was quite uncommon
GraveRobberTween: Olbermann holds up the Bill of rights and starts x-ing out what doesn't apply any more. scary
Dexter FONG: Tor: So this Moi guy is your editor too?
Honey : uncommonly common, i say
Tor Hershman: You bet, DF
H. Stones: Bambi, colds always sound less common in Welsh
Tor Hershman: Quite quotidian
GraveRobberTween: Common Sensi? lol
GraveRobberTween: (apologies)
Dexter FONG: Honey: But comely in an uncomely way
cease: common sense. if tom paine saw this administration, he'd go back and fight For the British
principalpoop: they only don't apply when they say don't aapply
Dexter FONG: Cat: lol
Dexter FONG: =))
GraveRobberTween: He'd be Algonquin ;-)
Honey : hehehe
Dexter FONG: and sit around the round table and swap bon mots with Dorothy Parker
Tor Hershman: At night at the round table
GraveRobberTween: Need to read some Parker. The quotes I've read are really good
principalpoop: dorothy said she only wanted an place where she could lay her hat, and a few friends
Bambi: the worst part started in the 1880-1890s unfortunately. we were lucky it didn't take hold with corps alot sooner reall
Dexter FONG: The Knights of the Round Table = DJs
Bambi: heard that Cat
GraveRobberTween: A Day at the Rotunda ROFL
Dexter FONG: A Day listening to strangers whispering at the other side of the dome
Tor Hershman: da un tor in the reverse universe
principalpoop: there are many folks keeping an eye on that tween, as I said, the control freaks are just getting wild in their last days
Tor Hershman: Last Days????????????????
Dexter FONG: Control Freaks Gone Wild, thursdays at 9
Tor Hershman: Prin sooooooooo funny
Bambi: so sad
Honey laughs lol dex
Dexter FONG: 8 Pacific
GraveRobberTween: You have a population that will spend $300 for a new handheld device that can only communicate via one comm provider. You don't want a piece of that?
principalpoop: and buy pet rocks
Dexter FONG: Catherwood, I should get another drink?
||||||||| Catherwood brings another drink.
H. Stones: why dont they just rent them Poop ?
GraveRobberTween: I have somewhat worse thoughts about getting the Army & Guard out of the country for a few years ;-)
Tor Hershman: I pet buy rocks
Dexter FONG: Rented poop?
Dexter FONG: afk for drink
GraveRobberTween: Does it make pet sounds?
principalpoop: ok fong
principalpoop: i don't not mean to undermine or belittle your concerns, you are right on target and correct...
cease: is ther an actual pine barren, new jersey?
cease: it sounds made up
principalpoop: I am just saying I am an optomist, looking at some websites and videos and such on the net, the mass media has not captured all of us
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| donk - dead from dengue fever
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tor Hershman: TTFN Donk
principalpoop: sure, that is where that zepplen burned
GraveRobberTween: "The golbal conspiracy has found an even greater conspiracy!"
GraveRobberTween: Only if it's Led ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tor Hershman: More sugar, moi's gonna go get some Reese's Cup and ice cream
principalpoop: sure, the truth does set people free
H. Stones: Free just a Dollar Poop
GraveRobberTween: Chucky Cheese?
Bambi: well, it's hard to deal with what's going on for sure
principalpoop: ameuro dollar
principalpoop: chunky cheese
principalpoop: all aliens must register
Dexter FONG: Cat: Yes their is an actual Pine Barren
cease: i thought so dex
GraveRobberTween: For me, LZ 1 was as much of a revelation as Sgt Pepper's
GraveRobberTween: But then I like Blues Rock
cease: tjhis album evolved out of Life in the Day which used a lot more real names
cease: they fictioned em up for tis album
cease: orig they evne used Ralph Williams
Dexter FONG: Cat: They had lawyers by then
principalpoop: more sugar
Dexter FONG: wrong: more sweetening agent
principalpoop: LOL
Dexter FONG: LOL is patented
principalpoop: copyrighted
Dexter FONG: The League of Lepers
Honey is a sweetening agent AND patented
principalpoop: i should make it a trademark
Honey : patent leather oh yeah
Dexter FONG: We're untaouchable mwhuuuhawww
principalpoop: thanks so much root, and keepers of the root, be well all in rootville
GraveRobberTween: Then again, LZ ripped off the Am Delta. Good to hear that Page has actually visited.
principalpoop: WHINE, play something WHINE
Dexter FONG: and Root Root Root for the Root Team
GraveRobberTween: Thranks, JL -)
principalpoop: you need to sleep, never lose sleep for me
Honey : thanks ah, clem
cease: great work as always, clem
GraveRobberTween: speel, data.... sleeep
principalpoop: I vote play ralph
Dexter FONG: Me Me pick me
GraveRobberTween: Play mz information
H. Stones: the future's not here yet clem
Dexter FONG desperately hits the applause button
cease: yes ralph spoilsport
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:07 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: Insert Here
principalpoop: now it is stones, oops damn, gone again
Dexter FONG: Do your greatest hits Clem
Bunnyboy: *beep*
cease: bunny hops in
GraveRobberTween: Don't stay up for us, JL. Get your rest. On the other hand...
principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
GraveRobberTween: Hey Bun
Bunnyboy: Card Charge
H. Stones: they were dropping for sure
cease: this has special poignancy for me
Bunnyboy: ...ideounscrambled*GOOD AFTERNOON, MORNING OR GOOD EVENING.
Dexter FONG: Clem: What Tweeny said
principalpoop: poign
Honey : wow rig the voting machines, fast!!
cease: maybe honey remembers the original ralph williams ads on which this is based
Dexter FONG: Cat: Your pregnant?
cease: not in this reality dex
principalpoop: ca va bu bo?
Dexter FONG: Tell him Honey, but stick fast
GraveRobberTween: Not to spoil things, but support your local DJ at http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm
Bunnyboy: Going to see SPAMALOT at the Paramount tomorrow. Whee!
Dexter FONG: Cat: You said it was a *special* pregnancy
GraveRobberTween: Yeah Bun. Wish you were here
cease: speaking of pregnancy, my daughter's boyfriend's wife just gave birth to twins last night
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the fiddlers
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: cool, it if is not too pathetic now to use the exclamation, cool
Bunnyboy: "Well, there actually WAS such a case in Venezuala..."
GraveRobberTween: Er there
cease: we are elated
GraveRobberTween: whatever :-)
Dexter FONG: And may choirs of fiddlers never get crabby with Tor
GraveRobberTween: Haven't been in NYC since '77
Honey : i remember ralph williams, but cal worthington made much more of an impression on my, cat
cease: its bigger, tween
Honey : on me too :|
GraveRobberTween: Fun to visit, as they say
Bunnyboy: Wait, who's preggers?
GraveRobberTween: lol cease
cease: i want to go to nyc and do some serious restaurants
Dexter FONG: Cal sat on your cat?
cease: some funny ones too
GraveRobberTween: And Victoria Terrapin Station
H. Stones: are there any tragicomic restaurants ?
principalpoop: a glitch, like playing an old, loved LP
Dexter FONG: Cat: Show at the Metropolitan had 5 Vermeers
Bunnyboy: Charlie?!?
principalpoop: stay away from the soap opera fast food
cease: 5?
Honey : cal sat on anything wild he could dredge up, cat the later the better
Dexter FONG: Five
cease: thats like The Louvre
cease: threre arent very many
GraveRobberTween: (that was my idea - don't make Jl & Bambi sorry I mentioned it)
Dexter FONG: Honey: tell him to pull up a cactus
GraveRobberTween: lol P
cease: met HAS or HAD 5?
Dexter FONG: Cat: 35 I believe
GraveRobberTween: Move the Louvre to your living room...
principalpoop: i call them venetian blinds instead of fancy paris louvres
Dexter FONG: cat Yes: And they're all owne by the Met
GraveRobberTween: Those venutians don't need blinds. They have a third eye under their hats
Dexter FONG: poop: Trouble with those ventian blinds is your boat always crashed into things
principalpoop: tweeny wins? the contest was rigged, I demand an investigation
Bunnyboy: Walnuts, and no thumbs.
GraveRobberTween: And one, isss notthhhing....
Dexter FONG: or Pecans and all thumbs
principalpoop: i have done lots of bad things, but I have never ooneyooped anybody
Dexter FONG: poop: you about 30 seconds ahead of me
principalpoop: hehehe
Dexter FONG: Thank you Clem
principalpoop: i have adjusted my stool
ah,clem: thank all of you, it was fun
Dexter FONG: CNI reception I mean
principalpoop: toad away
cease: didnt we see a vermeer or 2 at that little museum, some rich guys old house when i was in ny?
principalpoop: yes it was fun, i must say
Dexter FONG: I got MIZZ Information
principalpoop: i was robbed
H. Stones: thanks once again Clem, your work is most appreciated
principalpoop: cut off in the middle of the benediction, I demand an investigation
Dexter FONG: Cat: Yes, the Frick bu they dont lend
GraveRobberTween: Thanks for the therapy session monsieurs et madames...
principalpoop: be well in rootville :D
H. Stones: good night clem
Honey : nite, clem thank you :)
Dexter FONG: Clem: And stay outta Jerkwater
Bunnyboy: We went back to Bellville IL ("It's Illinoying!") last week. Bunnette's sisters and their adjuncts are addicted to a console game, and spread the bug to Bunnette.
GraveRobberTween: Have a great week all, and don't forget the Sat nite IRC chat with the Jim & Bambi show...
cease: arent there some stil in holland?
Dexter FONG: Poop: Cut off mid benediction..What sacrilige
principalpoop: blaspheemy
Merlyn: goodnight from me too, see you next week
principalpoop: thanks M, have a super week
Bunnyboy: It's Guitar Hero II. We now have an Xbox 360 in the house. Not my idea, surprisingly.
Dexter FONG attempts to console Bunny
principalpoop: and all those jumping on a bus
Bunnyboy: To be fair, it is a great deal of fun.
H. Stones: ok guys, can hardly keep my eyes open now so it must be time to go
Dexter FONG: Night and thank you Merlyn
H. Stones: have a brilliant week everyone
Merlyn: egg zactly stones
cease: by stones
Bunnyboy: nite Hemmie!
principalpoop: resistance is futile bunnyboy
Honey : escort me to my door, stones?
Bunnyboy: Haw!
Merlyn waves
||||||||| Merlyn rushes off, saying "11:19 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
principalpoop: night night old chap
Bunnyboy: nite Merlyn!
H. Stones: step this way please Honey
Dexter FONG: Stones: Ying Tong Yiddle-I=poe
cease: i saw a parody of it on cbc funny show: bagpipe hero
principalpoop: lucky stones, gets the last dance with honey
Honey : goodnight dear friend buenos suenos amigos
H. Stones: any old iron, any old iron, any any any old iron
cease: by honey
Honey : nite nite
H. Stones: TTFN
||||||||| "Hey Honey !" ... Honey turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:20 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
principalpoop: i can see the writing on the wall, I will jump on a bus too, have a super week
Dexter FONG: Honey: Stick to the mattres )leaves the last *s* off for saving(s)
||||||||| "11:21 PM? I'm late!" exclaims principalpoop, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
ah,clem: sorry for the rude cut off, as buffer is always an estimate ast best, but you may find this fith hope interesting.... gird bless, I am afk
cease: thaks for all, clem
Bunnyboy: Guitar Hero is the fast-paced decendent of that old electronic game, Simon.
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:21 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs ah,clem by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| H. Stones says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, H. Stones exits at 11:21 PM.
Bunnyboy: nite poop!
cease: poop
Dexter FONG: Anyone for London Bridge is Falling Down
cease: its in arizona. who cares
Dexter FONG: Yhe arizoners
Bunnyboy: Finally found a recent video release that should be common as dirt, but isn't: a double bill of the 70's British shockers TALES FROM THE CRYPT and VAULT OF HORROR.
cease: bunny, have you seen old benny flick To Be or not to be?
Dexter FONG: Is that from EC Films
Bunnyboy: There are also some Elvira (Cassandra Peterson) videos out now, including the creepy THE HOUSE THAT SCREAMED.
cease: the dvd comes with a funny war bonds sketch and a very odd short from 1930 called The Rounder
Bunnyboy: Dex: The story sources are the old EC ones by Al Feldman and William C. Gaines. "Good Lord! *CHOKE*"
Dexter FONG: Bunny" What page are you on?
cease: born in arizonia, moved to babylonia
Bunnyboy: But the adaptations are by a gentleman named Milton Subotsky, who was the head of Amicus Productions, a British horror production group.
Dexter FONG: still got you on my mind, Fe;onia
Dexter FONG: ain't feeding you no bolgnia
Dexter FONG looks for a little help here
cease: used to use begonia,
Bunnyboy: Amicus are kind of lumped in with Hammer productions, in much the same way as Bullwinkle and Underdog are thought of in similiar fashions. Different production groups, but kind of thrown together on double bills.
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| GraveRobberTween - dead from the yaws
 ||||||||| Bambi - dead from the yaws
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: now its all agone, yeah
Dexter FONG thinks "Not a sausage"
Bunnyboy: Ain't that a blast from the past - Double Features. *sigh*
cease: actually the heiroom tomato crpaccio i had the other day was supposed to come iwth begonnia vinaigrette but they were out
cease: used some honey thing instead, too sweet
Bunnyboy: Nowadays, you're lucky if you get half a feature.
Dexter FONG: Whoa is-a me=ya don't have the ghonneria,
cease: sauron all alone, yeah
Bunnyboy: He's got the drip! He ain't sneakin' up on nobody!
cease: world gone aragorn, yeah
Bunnyboy: cat: That has a ring to it.
Dexter FONG: Be Careful, Bunny; he's channeling Lord of the Rings
cease: have you read tolkein's latest?
cease: i will eventually
Dexter FONG: He brandishes his shaft too often for me
Bunnyboy: Dex: That's all right. I know how it turns out.
cease: I am Baron of the Rings
cease: Pine Barren, actuallyl
Dexter FONG: And one ring to distinguish my cell phone from everyone else's
Bunnyboy: Although I've never read any Tolkien. My best fried read the trilogy, said it had a great ending...and then went on for another 100 pages or so.
cease: everyone dies
cease: well, not everyone
Dexter FONG: Bunny: With Tolkien, ti
Bunnyboy: So what do you expect in an opera, a happy ending?
cease: when asked what the trillogy was about, tolkein said, "death"
Dexter FONG: uch the Journey as the desination
Dexter FONG: it's at least as much
Bunnyboy: That Gottdam Gotterdamerung!
cease: ive read the lord of the rings more times than ive listened to some firesign albums
Dexter FONG: Ha Ho! Ha Ho! scream the Rhein Vomen
Bunnyboy: cat: And you still have time to eat heirloom tomatoes? Amazing!
cease: did you read my review, bunny? amazing stuff.
Dexter FONG: Bunny: Those taomatos were left to him by an ancient ancestor
cease: something i have to grow
Bunnyboy: Review? Of who? Or what?
Bunnyboy: Oh, tomatoes, right.
cease: the server said "heirloom" meant at least 200 years
Dexter FONG: Grow big and strong little cat
cease: www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
cease: i went to a tomato tasting on sunday
Bunnyboy: I've had tomatoes that taste like they're 200 years old...
Bunnyboy: Or maybe just 2 weeks overripe.
Dexter FONG: What a tomato!!
cease: 200 years of identiy that they can document
Dexter FONG sings "Don't want no undocumeted tomatos
cease: i am plunging into the world of Really Good Ingedients
Dexter FONG: hangin' around my backdoor
cease: hope i dont get indigestion
Dexter FONG: afk fr
Bunnyboy: Dex: That's one of my favorite Austin lines: (sotto voce, with proximity effect) WHAT A TOMATO!
Bunnyboy: What?
cease: i thik he is absent for refill
Bunnyboy: Well, it looks like you're eating well, sir. How's tricks?
cease: yes, i'm seeing eating in particular and restaurnt reviewing in general as more and more of a calling, an adventure
cease: it goes well with my interest in photography as well
Bunnyboy: Yes, purty pictures they are.
cease: the japanese have long believed that what food looks like on a plate is important. now that's fairly common
Bunnyboy: Do you guys get MAD MEN up north, on the AMC cable side?
cease: thats how oona makes her living
cease: is that a cartoon? i know it not
cease: a lot we dont get, except sometimes much later
cease: sealab just started here for example
Bunnyboy: Nope, it's episodic drama. 13 eps this season. Number 12 is tonight.
Dexter FONG: ba k
Bunnyboy: It's about an advertising agency in 1960, and the denizens therein.
cease: tv show? which network?
cease: now we dont have that
Bunnyboy: Hiya, Dex. We were talking MAD MEN. Have you see it?
Dexter FONG: Bunny: I like that one and all of PA's corney 20s and 30s and 40s lingo
Bunnyboy: cat: AMC - American Movie Classics.
Dexter FONG: B: No I haven't seen Mad Men
Dexter FONG: he advertising put me right off
Bunnyboy: Dex: Pity. It's swell drama.
Dexter FONG: B: Seen Pushing Daisey's
Dexter FONG: ?
Bunnyboy: And they're putting in extra time on the campaign of that war hero Richard M Nixon.
Bunnyboy: Dex: I've heard the concept of DAISIES, but haven't caught an ep yet. Fun?
cease: oh bun. i looked into it and discovered yes we do get it. its on now
cease: ive obiously come in at the end
Dexter FONG: Dick Nixon, Captain Trkickey they called him...he got captured and spoke German so sel they promoted him
cease: i miseeed first episode of daidies. is it worth coming in after that?
Dexter FONG: well
Bunnyboy: cat: If it's on now, it's possible that they'll be repeating the ep at the top of the hour.
cease: i read pilot was good
cease: oh ok, bun
cease: i like the lighting
Dexter FONG: B: Re; Pushing..it very interesting and different..a little twee as the brits say...not sure it can survive on the premise alkone
cease: isnt this the new series by some famous guy?
Dexter FONG: Guy Famous, Hollywood
Dexter FONG: 's own
Dexter FONG: Fosterchild
Dexter FONG: Offasrping of Julia child and steven Foster Kane
cease: ah, mad as in madison avenue
cease: i remember when we talked past that street, dex
Dexter FONG: Was trying to remember full name of "Foster" who did the drunk act
cease: i felt i had entered a somewhat parallel iconic universe
cease: yes thsat guy
cease: proc wold know
cease: foster brooks?
Bunnyboy: Foster Brooks, yeah.
Dexter FONG: Cat yeah..I thinkg
Dexter FONG: Bunny: You
Bunnyboy: And Bryan Fuller created PUSHING DAISIES. He's a writer-producer guy. Worked on HEROES and DEAD LIKE ME.
Dexter FONG: re off to see Frankenstein?
cease: no, mad men
Bunnyboy: Dex: Saw YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN: THE MUSICAL about a month ago, in it's pre-Broadway run in Seattle.
Dexter FONG: Roger Bart in it?
Bunnyboy: Yeah, MAD MEN doesn't start until 10 pm here.
Bunnyboy: Dex: Yes, Bart was fabulous. They all were.
Dexter FONG: I'm halfway thru Letterman
Bunnyboy: In fact, the Broadway previews started tonight.
Dexter FONG: Bunny: Assume you saw the movie, does it compare as well as The producers did with it's original
Bunnyboy: Dex: Almost more so, which some critics dinged it for.
Dexter FONG: How so?
Bunnyboy: i.e. not inventing more "new business" for the plot.
Bunnyboy: It was fun.
Dexter FONG: Interesting, Mel *really* knows what plays
Bunnyboy: The technical production was easily the best effects and staging I've ever seen, and I'm an ex-actor.
Dexter FONG: You go to the movies, Bunny...I know you're a dvd-head =))
Dexter FONG: I ask because it means I;ve seen something you wont' se for awhile
cease: ok i'll go eat. see you next week
Bunnyboy: Mel made a good point. In an interview, he mentioned that there are 18 songs in the show...but none compare to Irving Berlin's PUTTING ON THE RITZ, the spotlight number.
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
Bunnyboy: And...he's right!
||||||||| cease leaves at 12:01 AM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Dexter FONG: I got really drug on Movies but lately I've seen 3 or 4 good ones in a row
Bunnyboy: Whadja see?
Bunnyboy: nite cat!
Dexter FONG: Hair Spray, Shoot'em Up, Michael Clayton, and Stardust
Dexter FONG: t
Dexter FONG: Night Cat
Dexter FONG: Kinda all over the place
Bunnyboy: Wow, great. 2 of those will be out on vid before the end of the year: HAIRSPRAY and STARDUST.
Bunnyboy: Hey, I got hot food waiting, too. Have a great week, Dex!
Dexter FONG: Well made, good stories ()which either make or break the movie for me
Bunnyboy: Yes, the writer is king!
Dexter FONG: Night Bunny
Bunnyboy: I think that's the producer's line in BARTON FINK.
Dexter FONG: but treated like a fife or fief
Bunnyboy: Right before he runs roughshod over Fink.
Dexter FONG: Barton Fink = Coen Bros?
Bunnyboy: Anyway, here's to it. Ta!
Dexter FONG: Ta Ta
Bunnyboy: Dex: Yes, indeed!
Bunnyboy: We'll talk Coen Bros again.
Bunnyboy: Nite!
Dexter FONG: Yes
||||||||| Bunnyboy is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 12:05 AM.
Dexter FONG: Night Bunny
Dexter FONG: Finally! Will I all come to attention., I think we, that is us, or them...me! ....Me! that's who should do as some of us said
Dexter FONG: And we all said Night
Dexter FONG: Catherwood, throw me out of chat
||||||||| Catherwood throws Dexter FONG out of chat.
Dexter FONG: Shut the door Cahtrwood
Dexter FONG: Never mind
Dexter FONG: I'll see my self......out.................
||||||||| Dexter FONG says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dexter FONG exits at 12:09 AM.
||||||||| 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."

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