Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
11/15/2007

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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 November 15, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Firebroiled in through the front door at 8:48 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Firebroiled: By walking down this shady New England lane on Wednesday, 1875.
We pause before the grounded iron gate of Dr. Beddoe’s Pneumatic Institute,
and eavesdrop upon two members of the Amateur Electrical League . . .
||||||||| Firebroiled says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Firebroiled exits at 8:48 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'richard', just granted probation at 12:20 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| richard walks away to The Sitting Room.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a very few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| At 8:36 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman sashays in at 9:01 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 15, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: "How Time Flys"
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Flies?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Fleas?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: The flea circus from "Limelight?"
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Hey, Catherwood, how's it hangin'?
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: SonABeeeeeeeATCH, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood ignores Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Well, '53.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Well, no.....I began to think about "Time" around the age of five.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: It could've been four, five till four?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: LOL
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: The Pillage People (Rep) (Dem)
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:11 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from Stratford."
Elayne: Hi Tor!
Elayne: Where is everyone?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Ain't we humans, wee or not, internal combustion engines?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Oh, Hi, Elayne.
Elayne: Sorry, did I interrupt your revving?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:12 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving ah,clem coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I have no idea, ain't no one tells moi nuthin
Elayne: Or was that reverie?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Howdy do. Ah
Elayne: Hi JimmyLee!
ah,clem: hi all
ah,clem: think I have flu or something, won't be here long
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Didn
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Didn
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: DID YOU NOT get a shot?
Elayne: Oh ick, feel better soon, Jimmy!
ah,clem: tks
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I've been a Lactarina, for six weeks or so, and feel MUCH less horrible than moi has for YEARS.
ah,clem: may just be a sinus infection, but whatever, it is no fun, Bambi not feeling well either
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I ain't eaten anything but Instant Breakfast, skim milk, yogurt and fruit juice.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Try putting some rubbing alcohol up your nose.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: You know, with your finger.
Elayne: Ooh, that doesn't sound very comfortable.
ah,clem: might want to add some fiber to that
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Prune juice
ah,clem: do not ever use rubbing alchol internally, that can hurt ya bad
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Comfrotable? Vat iz dis, Comfortable?
Elayne: How about if you mix rubbing alcohol with prune juice?
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: All of civilization.....three sq. ft. would do.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Moi ain't mixed anything with alcohol, or straight-up, in years.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Gad, gave up booze, smokes, sex and been falling apart since
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Well, this Lactarian gig seems to workin' much better than that there "Eating" thingy t'were.
Elayne: There's a lesson in there somewhere, Tor.
||||||||| Outside, the 9:22 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving cease coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
cease: hi
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Elayne, tell to Samuel Beckett.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Howdy do, Cease
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: orrrrrrrrrr better yet, Rod Serling.
cease: hows job search, el?
Elayne: Evenin' Cat!
Elayne: Can't search yet, Cat, I still have to come into the office for awhile as a condition of my severance. Crazy, huh?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:24 PM and JustAnotherGovtTweeny steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cease: i'm exhausted after culinary event last night
cease: may go to bed soon
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Solid coffee, anyone?
cease: bummer, el
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Alcohol t'were there, Cease, moi bets.
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Howdy do, Just
cease: the wine pairings weren't as inspired as i was expecting
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: OK, Irish solid coffee?
cease: it was a kind of food olympics.
Elayne: Sounds interesting.
cease: actual olympians paired with 10 of the city's top chefs, competing for the best course
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: You did the seafood, steak, vegetable triathalon?
cease: i oiked the mushroom soup a guy with a 4 star restaurant invented. so did the judges, it won the gold medal
cease: first time i've worn a sut since 1988. dont know if it was worth it. sure was strange
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: That's a picture
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I'd of entered moi's Mt. Olympus, for real.
Elayne: Will you be writing it up on your blog?
cease: uit coupling. sounds like your new surgeon general
cease: i will indeed, el
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol
Elayne: Hey Kurt!
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Wouldn't surprise me if they picked a former butcher ;-)
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hi Elayne :-)
cease: you heard his excuse for why homosexuality is a sin?
Elayne: I don't pay attention to idiots. What did he say?
cease: because of plumibng terminology. is anything too wierd for the bush administration?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Nope
cease: you have to listen to Rachel Maddow to get the really weird news
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Hey, how about them Muslin Transvestites.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: A Presidency from the Twilight Zone, for sure
Elayne: Oh, I've actually heard the plumbing thing. That's religious-wacko code talk.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol Tor
cease: rachel didnt provide any context. i didnt know any was needed
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Mitt Romney for Pres, I say...
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I had that idea, last eve, and googled it and some guy beat moi to the punch. He has a YouTube which has a therory that Islamic men want to wear womens clothing without being noticed.
cease: one, two many guantanamos
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: That must be it, Tor
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Kitty throwing-up, be back soon, maybe
||||||||| Merlyn enters at 9:33 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
cease: anyone planning to vote for romney should be forced to watch the southpark episode about mormonism
Elayne: Hi Brian!
Merlyn: hallo
cease: hey merl
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hi Merlyn
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Howdy do, Hat
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Methinks people who would vote for Mitt don't frequent Southpark ;-)
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: H. T. Hershman's puke t'were tiny, not even a hairball, just some goo.
||||||||| wake sneaks in around 9:35 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
cease: too bad, tween
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Maybe moi should've smacked kitty on the head?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hey Singapore
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Howdy do, Wake
cease: wake
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Voters should be tested for a sense of humor
wake: MOST unpleasant...
Elayne: Evenin' wake.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Quit swinging the cat around by its tail, Tor
wake: Hello all
wake: sorry I'm late
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I'll join angular momentum felid tail annoyomus
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Whatever you do, don't argue with Mounties in Vancouver
cease: so thats why the world is spiinning
wake: short power failure about 8:50 this morning
cease: not in the airport at least
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yeah, that was bizzare
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Don't mount a Van in Ties Couver
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Really feel for that poor guy
wake: had to shut down the mainframe
cease: indeed
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: IPLs can be time consuming
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Wolfman LOL
wake: Yeah... the taser incident... I saw it too
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yeah, Wolfman was great on this album. As was everyone else
cease: great album
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: I never heard it before BUT I've heard "How can you......" lots.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Gotta have a copy of How Time Flys
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: Lots and lots, in a camel lot with a Muslim transvestite
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: One of their best, imho
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hey clem :-) Howya feelin'?
wake: Time flies like an arrow
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Didn't think you'd do a show tonight
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman: He's got the flu
wake: Fruit flies like a banana...
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: True
Merlyn: is that your careful prostesis?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Lactarian, clem - quite the wet nurse
cease: it's ah clem
cease: get well, clem
||||||||| 9:44 PM: Tor Hershman jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yes indeed, both of you guys feel better
Tor Hershman: Gad, I kicked myself outta the chat room but not off CNI radio.
ah,clem: tks
Elayne: Hang on, two Tors?
Tor Hershman: There's a BIG story behind ole Tor, but, that's another story.
Tor Hershman: Oh Cool, you can never hear it too much
Tor Hershman: http://imgbolt.com/public/42892/LionFartsTonight.jpg and an amusing LP
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Boney', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:46 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Dave & Wonderdog couldn't make it tonight, so they asked me to say hello...
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Evenin' Boney
Elayne: Hey Boney!
wake: Hello Boney
Tor Hershman: This LP t’were an MoFo-in’ epiphany for moi.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Boney
Boney: Clem, cease, Elayne, Tween, Merlyn, Tor, Tor, wake
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dave & Wonder
cease: boney
cease: absent dave
Tor Hershman: Both Tor's 'tis lill' ole moi, I kicked moi's self outta the chat room.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Funny pic
Tor Hershman: Gad, this is funkin' pure genius.
Boney: Chevy Chase expanded on his milk farts theme for an entire hour on Hollywood Niteshift
Tor Hershman: Thanks, Just
Tor Hershman: Moi 'tis FonDaMax (Fond To The Max) of this CD
||||||||| Catherwood leads Mudhead in through the front door at 9:49 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: hi mud
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Mud
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Lo dere, Mr. Mud
Mudhead: hai folkz
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tor Hershman: Once [only once?] I played it, ohhhhhhhhh must-a been twenty times in a row.
wake: Greetings Mudhead
Mudhead: i forgot it was Thursday
Mudhead: silly old me
Boney: The Lactarian... We hardly knew ye
cease: if it was tuesday weld, you woulndt forget
Mudhead: stress the OLD
cease: goodbye ruby thursday just woulndt work
Tor Hershman: I would like to say what a fine CNI radio feed 'tis here. Moi gotz 56k and I have never lost the connection. No buffering, just Firesign Theatre.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Speaking of lactarians...
Elayne: Mudhead, I often forget when it's Thursday, but I hope that changes after I'm free of the job.
Tor Hershman: Bon, he's NO DOUBT gonna be around a Loooooooooooooong time
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Feeling the years today, Mud?
Mudhead: just aint worth chewin thru the straps today
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Amazing what clem does with 16k
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: He should get some sort of award
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: I hear ya, Mud
Tor Hershman: Sally Straps, quite a good chew.
Tor Hershman: A ward of the court.
Tor Hershman: Paris Hilton on her next bust
Tor Hershman: BUST
wake: --------> Dusting off old trophy for ah clem
ah,clem: feed is going up at 16/11, so usually works with dialup pretty well, if no other big traffic
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Leave it to beaver meets night court?
wake: Here ya go ah clem...
ah,clem :)
Tor Hershman: It's GREAT, Clem
ah,clem: how nice, err, what is it? Looks a bit like the washington monument, lol
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol
Mudhead: looks more like a tribute to Bill Clinton
Tor Hershman: I took a bath, firstly moi wurshed my arse and then I washed my ass. It's nice and clean
Tor Hershman: Smithy clean
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: clem sings, "I was born an American..."
wake: It's a "biggest back yard zuccini" trophy.
Tor Hershman: and so are you
Mudhead: Wonder if Monica liked it
cease: speaking of kinda tired
wake: ----------> hsl
ah,clem: LOL, I'll just put a towell over it for awhile
cease: i'll have to see y'all next week
Tor Hershman: Pure freakin' genius
Elayne: Fading fast. See y'all on Thanksgiving if I get back from my brother's house in time...
cease: this being awake is proving too much for me.
cease: good luck with work, el
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Rest well, cease
Mudhead: nite cat
cease: by all
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: And you as well, E
||||||||| At 9:58 PM, cease scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Cat
Mudhead: nite E
ah,clem: bye Cat
Tor Hershman: Oh gad, forkin' genius
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Why we love 'em, Tor ;-)
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: I find it amazing that it still works so well after 40 years
Tor Hershman: No doubt
Tor Hershman: A Rockefeller is this states senator
Tor Hershman: Hip is hip, 40 years or 4000 years
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Why don't we just sell the US to them and get it over with?
Tor Hershman: been there
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: It does indeed stand the test of time
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: True lol
Tor Hershman: The experience went along the lines of Cheech's bit, in Canada, on The 70's Show
Tor Hershman: Remarkable similar
Tor Hershman: ly
Mudhead: gnite
Tor Hershman: pizza
||||||||| "10:04 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Mudhead, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Tor Hershman: wasn't the Volkswagan?????
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Mud
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Love the Jack Poet bits
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: And now back to our movie, "The Revenge Of The Atomic Fly"
Tor Hershman: Aren't all flies, atomic?
||||||||| Bubba's Brain tiptoes in around 10:06 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hey Bubba
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Bubba's Brain: You want a side of atomic flies with that?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: That's why they're _fireflies_ ;-)
Tor Hershman: I gotta get the CD and check that 'pizza' Volkswagne' thing, tommorw....tomorrow, I'll check it, tomorrow, tomorrow's a Firesing checkin' daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Tor Hershman: Ain't that the turth
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bub
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Have a thing for Broadway musicals, Tor?
Tor Hershman: Pure freakin' funkin mofo-in' genius
Tor Hershman: Thanks, Clem, I'
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yep
Bubba's Brain: "Once it goes up who cares where it comes down... that's not my problem sayd Wernor Von Braun..."
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: No Stones or Honey tonight?
Tor Hershman: I've never heard this, except the PBS gid, on-air before
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Must be having an internet tryst
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol Bubba
Tor Hershman: BRAVOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bubba's Brain: ... a little TomLehrer.
||||||||| donk enters at 10:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Tor Hershman: The Church of SciFi, moi ain't been there in a age.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Been years since I've heard Lehrer
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Evenin' Don
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Donk
ah,clem: hi Don!
donk: hey Tween
donk: hey Tor, and Clem
Bubba's Brain: There was a box set a few years ago, whih I was fortunate enough to get for Christmas one year.
donk: i've got a couple lehrer, lp's and one ep
Tor Hershman: I'ze trippin', methinks
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Had one of those 'special' sugar cubes?
Tor Hershman: The Beatle's dentist
Tor Hershman: Nite Danger TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Bubba's Brain: The President's Analyst...
Tor Hershman: Nite LOL
Tor Hershman: The Presdent's Anal Cyst
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yuk
Bubba's Brain: Isn't that redundant... he as a... oh,never mind.
donk: Cheney ?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yeah lol
Tor Hershman: Rocky! Look out, Nick. Nite Nick on Nick at Nite
Tor Hershman: Never mind, the President motto
Tor Hershman: Now let's not get Bertrad Russell mixed-up in this
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Flippy, The Presidential Seal
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Sure he wouldn't mind ;-)
Tor Hershman: Flippy The Birdie, our national symbol
Tor Hershman: Hey, that's the eagle's name. Flippy The Birdie.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Would seem so, Tor
Tor Hershman: I saved a bald eagle and reward moi's self with a nice chicken dinner (pre-lactarian days)
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Coalition? We don't need no steeenking coalition...
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| wake - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Tor Hershman: It's 'twas really a starling.
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Wake
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: It was starling?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: (but tasted just like chicken)
Tor Hershman: It's rod was sterling.
Tor Hershman: Quite a BIRDIE
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:21 PM, dragging Bambi by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bambi
Bubba's Brain: Hey Bam!
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Dragging Bambi by one leg sounds about right, eh deer person?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: (hasn't been the best day for clem & Bambi)
Bambi: howdy dear friends; Clem, Bubba, donk, Tween, Tor, Boney, Merlyn
Tor Hershman: Goin' to the couch to sit with WifeyWu, will keep listening.
Bambi was wondering why I felt like I was limping on one leg! It's all your fault Cather wood! LOL
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: later, Tor
Bambi: see ya later Tor
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: The Globner's epidemic getting any better, Bambi?
Bambi: not sure about that Tween ... but it sure feels good to be home after the long drive
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: I can imagine
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Did the rain abate?
Bambi: yes, it did .. no rain now
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Anybody seen J-Men Forever? Just picked it up this week
Bambi: sounds like Nick Danger is hyperventilating big time eh?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Slightly
||||||||| 10:30 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Evenin' Dexter
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Friends
Bambi: hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi, Bubba Tween, TOR, don K!. clem and faders everywhere
ah,clem: hi Dex
Dexter Fong: Tween: Have seen Jmen. Lotsa fun!!
donk: hey Dex
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Definitely made for floral libation, but pretty cool.
Dexter Fong: Tween: Touch your head
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Pull my finger
Dexter Fong: Okay Tommy
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Who?
Dexter Fong: Tommy PUllmyfinger
Bambi stand with your arms out to your sides and touch your index finger to your nose
Dexter Fong: Inverntor of the outer label
Dexter Fong: Why is Bambi giving herself a drunk test
Bambi: I always thought that was so stupid; anyone with inner ear problems like me; even though I don't drink much may have trouble with that type of stunt
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Say the alphabet forwards while standing on your head
Dexter Fong: It's not a stunt lady, it's a carefully regulated police procedure
Tor Hershman: Moi's back - - - Pure Comedy Genius
Bambi: or at least standing on one leg; another issue for inner ear problems
||||||||| principalpoop enters at 10:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: wb Tor
Dexter Fong: Here's Tor as always accompanied by his Chinese factotum
principalpoop: solved another one for yah...
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Prin
Bambi: yes, gotta love Nick Danger ... my all time favorite!
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hey Poop
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Poop
Bambi: wb Tor
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yep - Nick's a perfect character/theme for them
Bambi: hey princep
principalpoop: Does Nick ever meet the Arab?
Tor Hershman: Hey, let's cut-off Japan's oil supply.
Dexter Fong: The Japanese attacked us..Gosh you guys..let's all go down to pops drug store and enlist
Bambi: I hear Clem now
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Don't recall
Tor Hershman: It's never about oil, not crude, not olive, not myrrh.
principalpoop: they are still talking here, take 600
principalpoop: ahh ahhh,clem
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: We sure showed those Iraqis for what those Saudis from Afghanistan did...
Bambi: thanks Clem! ... time to be toad away....
Tor Hershman: Most Cool, Clem, I really need to hear that tonight.
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: And, we're fond of you too, clem. Feel better...
donk: yeah we did tween!
principalpoop: glad I got here before we got toad away, thanks again
Dexter Fong: Tah Dah!!
ah,clem: good night everyone! See ya in a bit, Bambi
Tor Hershman: ed
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 10:41 PM train to Virginia Beach.
Tor Hershman: TTFN
Dexter Fong: Night Clem..sorry I was late
principalpoop: you were late too fong?
Bambi: there you go clouding history with some sort of facts Tween...tsk tsk ;-)
Dexter Fong: Yeh Poop, just got here maybe ten minutes again
Dexter Fong: ago
principalpoop: i think I am having trouble with my memory, but I am not certain
principalpoop: oh, caught the end of nick danger too
Tor Hershman: TTFN and Stay on Groovin' Safri
Bubba's Brain: I can't remember the last time I had trouble wiht my memory.
principalpoop: ciao tor
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol Bubba
Bambi: see me in a bit!? when he gets back from Virginia Beach ?! LOL
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Nite Tor
principalpoop: the beach? it is getting cold now
Dexter Fong: But the surfs are up
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: I gotta say it's funny when two people a few feet away in the same house are chatting to each other online
Dexter Fong: Go ahead tween, say it funny
donk: meanwhile the actual country, that supports terrorists, has nukes and now marshal law, we give 10 billion a year to and , say you're doing a heck of job musharif! sorry i was just scrolling back , had to coment
principalpoop: the atlantic rarely waves, just shrugs of acknowledgement...
Bambi yes, it is funny ... and abit geeky don't you think? LOL
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yep. Absolutely right, Don
Dexter Fong: It just winked at me
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: lol P
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: That does have to be somewhere in The Geek's Home Companion
||||||||| Outside, the 10:46 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving doctec coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Doc
principalpoop: no, that was a lighthouse fong, a phallic symbol
Bubba's Brain: Hey Doc.
Bambi: yes, it just shrugs to those that have seen the waves in the west ... but for those who have never seen the waves in the west, the east waves rather well ;-)
doctec: evenin' all
Bambi: hey doc!
principalpoop: hi doc
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Hey there, Doc
Merlyn: hey doc
principalpoop: we do get the hurricaines, california doesn't get those..
Dexter Fong: Doc: How fares fair Lili?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Just missed clem's show. He's feelin' a bit poorly tonight
principalpoop: good waves in the those tropical storms
doctec: she's sacked out here on the couch
doctec: sawing logs
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Cal just gets uncontrolable firestorms
Dexter Fong: Well get her outta that sack before she suffocates
principalpoop: oops, I hope he feels better soon
doctec: re clem: sorry to hear
Merlyn: and sick people shouldn't be doing carpentry
Dexter Fong: Ditto
Bambi: give our best to Lili when she awakes :-)
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Ditto Bambi
doctec: can't bring myself to disturb her. i will, b.
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
doctec: new job is working out pretty well
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Been having quite the yawn attack myself...
Dexter Fong: Doc: Work still an uphill slog? or have you reached level ground yet?
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: brb
principalpoop: grandpa wore his suit to dinner
doctec: i'm keeping my nose above the surface dex
Bambi: glad to hear that doc!
Dexter Fong: Doc: That's a good thing =))
doctec: i feel like i'm starting to get the hang of this object oriented event driven programming thing
Bubba's Brain: Good news doc.
principalpoop: no no, put your nose back to the grindstone, it is uneven on one side...
Bubba's Brain: OOP makes my head swim.
doctec: pp: i hear ya there - still have a lot to learn
principalpoop: alley oop? he confused me too
doctec: there are plans afoot to move the office to a location slightly closer to home
principalpoop: who's home?
principalpoop: yours, I hope
Dexter Fong: Doc: YOu can walk to work..or will you have to carry your lunch
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: I was going to say lol - Moscow?
doctec: and more new hires are on the way - the company is growing, i think i latched on at a good time in the company's evolution
principalpoop: wb tween
Bambi: hope the office move works out ... certainly would be nice to be closer to home
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Sure hope so, Doc
principalpoop: ahh no longer the newbie
doctec: yep
Bambi: just watch your back ... those newbies are looking for backs to climb over lol
principalpoop: learn some russian sneers to respond to questions you can't answer...
Dexter Fong: Mirry Druzhbah
principalpoop: exactly lol
Bubba's Brain: BRB... wife needs to send an email.
doctec: with the company at such a small size, political machinations are more out in the open and not likely to work
principalpoop: if they ask again, say it louder...
Dexter Fong: Look! The Doc's Droshky
Dexter Fong: He sure is!!
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Big advantage
doctec: it's all about sheer competency
doctec: no one can schmooze their way to the top at this company
principalpoop: it worked with the russians and you, they did not know how to do what you did or they would have done it lol
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Would that our Government have such a credo
Dexter Fong: But they *can* sleeze their way to the bottom
Dexter Fong: Tween: Our Government has a Tan Credo though
doctec: well there are good russkies and bad ones
Bambi: glad to hear that doc ... should make life easier at least till they get bigger lol
principalpoop: yes, meritocracy, big tits, oops
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Talk about a 'good-ole boys club'
doctec: big tips?
Dexter Fong: ;likes how poop thinks
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Ahs anyone seen the movie Idiocracy?
principalpoop: if women are too competent,they are called bitches
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Not a great movie, but great themes
doctec: tween: no, have heard of it tho
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Worth a view at least once
doctec: a mike judge flick right?
principalpoop: alfred E. newman biography?
Dexter Fong: and if they are found to be too incompetent they are called great broads
doctec: (i luv "office space")
Bambi: only if they are pushy and too competent in most cases
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0387808/
Dexter Fong: afk for a pour
Bambi: generally they just get walked on like everyone else
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Yeah, Mike Judge
doctec: i am finding that my communication skills are a definite plus at the office
JustAnotherGovtTweeny: Well, I'm off to watch Ruthless People (AMC channel) - everybody have a great week :-)
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:59 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs JustAnotherGovtTweeny by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
doctec: btw if there are any marshall mcluhan fans here, ...
Bambi: good communication skills are always a plus in every line of work :-)
donk: nite Tweeny
Bambi: night Tween! Enjoy the movie
principalpoop: lot Keywords: Cabinet Officer / Dystopic Future / Hit In Crotch / Farting Scene / Masturbation Reference
doctec: there's a great link to an old half hour canadian show featuring mcluhan and norman mailer debating
principalpoop: plot
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
donk: all i know about Marshall, is "media is the message" that's the extent of my college education on marshall
principalpoop: i look for movies where Hit in Crotch is part of the plot lol
doctec: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5470443898801103219
Bambi: will be watching the likes of Tron and War Games soon LOL
Dexter Fong: Marshall, isn't that the school where all the football players died in a plane crash?
principalpoop: i hated the music from tron
donk: TCM had Bowery Boys aka East Side Kids on all day today, that's my kinda entertainment
doctec: i loved both slicks bambi - i have the 20th anniv version of tron on dvd
principalpoop: i still spasm if I hear it again
Bambi: Bowery boys were great fun
doctec: flicks not slicks!
principalpoop: no peter marshall, was host of hollywood squares
doctec: satch!
Bambi: I didn't get the 20th anniv ... the old one was cheaper
Dexter Fong: Peter marshall died in a plane crash..what irony
donk: satch , mugsy and the gang
Bambi: although I was tempted lol
doctec: didn't know that dex
principalpoop: i was thinking that after I tapped send
Dexter Fong: What position did peter marshall play
principalpoop: a sub for Paul Lynd
Dexter Fong: He was a gamer
Bambi: Peter Marshall did his thinking out of hte box
donk: before squares
Dexter Fong: But his acting was within the box
doctec: did he write the marshall plan?
principalpoop: i liked whoopi doing it, but I did not know any of the people in the squares.
Dexter Fong: I'll take left guard to pull and block
doctec: waylan flowers and madam!
doctec: morey amsterdam
principalpoop: like the receptionist from the bob newhart show, I knew her, there are new similar actors
donk: the show was the 'dancing with the stars' of it's time, the stars on that show were people you never heard of too
Bubba's Brain: Back
Dexter Fong: Iv'e heard of
principalpoop: wb BB
Dexter Fong: em
Bubba's Brain: Waylon Jennings Flowers and Madame?
donk: lol
doctec: joan rivers
Dexter Fong: Walon Jennings Flowers and Molly Blooms
Bambi: well, gotta get some rest ... great to see you all! See ya next time and hope to see ya Saturday if you can tune in.
principalpoop: oh no, I am officially senile
doctec: runs deep
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi..allways a pleasure
Bubba's Brain: Get a senile implant.
principalpoop: the girl on the dick van dyke show, her name, in the office oh no
doctec: nite babmi
principalpoop: ahhh sally, sally?
Bubba's Brain: nite bam
principalpoop: night night keeper of the root
doctec: yeah i need to get some shuteye too - it's been a loooooong week
principalpoop: sally rogers
principalpoop: good luck doctec
Dexter Fong: And it ain't over yet doc
doctec: tanx!
doctec: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............
||||||||| doctec rushes off, saying "11:08 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
donk: poor Madame, i wonder whatever happened to her after waylon died
Merlyn: nite doc
Dexter Fong: Ike Clanton is still down to the OK corral
Bubba's Brain: nite doc.
Dexter Fong: Madame married an unknown gentleman..she
Dexter Fong: s now called Madam X
Dexter Fong: or jane Doe
Dexter Fong: doh!!
donk: glad it turned out alright for her
principalpoop: i need a new clutch pad, my brain keeps slipping into neutral
Dexter Fong: we deal in happy endings
Dexter Fong: here at the Golden lucky fortune blissful massage parlor
principalpoop: wrong chat fong
principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: Wrong for me or wrong for you, poop
Dexter Fong: hehe
principalpoop: i don't know, I can't tell hit or miss
Dexter Fong laughs inscrutably
principalpoop guffaws incredibly
Dexter Fong snickers into his Mars bar
principalpoop: i guffaw all the time now
Dexter Fong: Aw what guff
principalpoop: strange laugh, like a broken chain saw
Bubba's Brain: gonna sign off, too. bye all
||||||||| Bubba's Brain leaves at 11:13 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..."
principalpoop: night BB
Dexter Fong: Adios Bubba
Dexter Fong: Was Cat here tonight?
principalpoop: i had to replace my pc, i chkdsk the old hard drive and it was unbootable afterwards
principalpoop: check the cheese log, not while I was here
Dexter Fong: Poop: Couldn't just replace hard drive?
principalpoop: it was old anyway, and I could almost repair it, I installed in my new pc
principalpoop: 2002 intell, that was not bad
Merlyn: cat were here earlier
principalpoop: yes he was
Dexter Fong: I just downloaded Netscape 9.0 cause my version 7.? wouldn't work any more...can't find my email addys or my bookmarks...I *LOVE* progress
Dexter Fong: Thanks MERlyn
principalpoop: ouch
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:17 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: sorry I'm late
principalpoop: the HP recovery volume of windows on my old hard drive is in FAT32, cool
donk: hey llanwydd
principalpoop: hi llan
Dexter Fong: Poop: Oh they're there soome place and when my son comes up to visit I'm sure he'll find em but still..does every step forward *have* to be accopanied by a step or more backward??
Dexter Fong: Hiyah llan
principalpoop: windows updates became much more friendly, I used to dread them
llanwydd: what did you guys listen to tonight?
Dexter Fong: I came late...tail end of Nick Danger
Dexter Fong: that's all i know
principalpoop: but yes, easy things become unmangable very quickly :(
Dexter Fong: un manage...don't like the sound of that poop
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: i was looking at that and said, oh well lol
principalpoop: like aluminiumumum
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu like to watch too?
Merlyn: well, cu next week people
principalpoop: wrong chat fong hehe
Merlyn: byeee
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 11:20 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Boney: Can I say goodbye?
principalpoop: thanks again M, have a super week
Dexter Fong laughs insatiably
||||||||| Boney says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Boney exits at 11:21 PM.
principalpoop: no boney, you must be the old maid tonight, stay and be the last to leave
principalpoop: oops
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and muchas thanks
principalpoop: any news llan?
principalpoop: about the car or neighbor or arm or homemade drinks?
llanwydd: everybody's leaving before I can say hi
Dexter Fong: A shadow stalks the llan
llanwydd: I mean bye
llanwydd: any news about what, princ?
Dexter Fong: By and bye
principalpoop: they were here a long time already, maybe
llanwydd: lol dex
principalpoop: news from your neck of the woods?
Dexter Fong: They were here long before they were gone
principalpoop: they were long gone before they got hee
principalpoop: here
Dexter Fong: Hee Hee
principalpoop: hehe
llanwydd: only news in my neck of the woods is it rained all day over here
Dexter Fong and Poop laughs in tune (almost)
principalpoop chuckles an amused chuckle
Dexter Fong: llan: Did it rain all over there all day or were there scattered showers
principalpoop: ahh good rain, we have not had rain in a while
principalpoop: but it is humid, and we have a lot of dew in the morning
Dexter Fong: Who'll start the rain
llanwydd: I don't think it ever let up completely, Dex
principalpoop: wait wait I know that one
llanwydd: how about in nyc?
Dexter Fong marks time while poop catches up
Dexter Fong: llan: NYC had showers all day
principalpoop: nope, not there warden...
principalpoop: it did get cooler, maybe freezing tonight
Dexter Fong: wrden off the evil eye
Dexter Fong: warden
llanwydd: did stones stop in tonight?
Dexter Fong: dunno, came late
principalpoop: the cheese log is short, and I did not see him there
llanwydd: yeah, believe it or not I was asleep at 9PM
principalpoop: i like naps
Dexter Fong: Those cheese logs are getting shorter all the time and they keep raising the price
principalpoop: yes
principalpoop: but the box is the same size
Dexter Fong: I *like* span
Dexter Fong: It all in the packaging
Dexter Fong: Guaranteed 2 1/2 pounds of peanuts (styrofoam) in every box
principalpoop: when is thanksgiving this year?
Dexter Fong: Thursday
principalpoop: speaking of stuffing
Dexter Fong: Get?
principalpoop: next or after?
Dexter Fong: Next
principalpoop: i could have invented that
principalpoop: i broke up old styrofoam and used it for packages
principalpoop: should have patented it
Dexter Fong: perhaps you already did but forgot about it
principalpoop: you might be right, who should I call?
Dexter Fong: Roto-Rooter
principalpoop: that's the name
Dexter Fong: or maybe Roto Noto
principalpoop: oh no, not roto noto
Dexter Fong: who's been absent for many moths
Dexter Fong: months
principalpoop: he has become a legend
llanwydd: absent moths
principalpoop: lost in the mist of history
Dexter Fong: make for whole cloth
principalpoop: silk
llanwydd: when's the last time Phil Austin stopped in?
principalpoop: rainy days and mondays always bring you down llan?
Dexter Fong: Well my Dear Friends..I must park my car see you next wee...actually will be away next week..
principalpoop: have a super week, and hail rita
llanwydd: Night Dex!
Dexter Fong: but enjoy thanksgiving and see you in two
principalpoop: gobble gobble turkey lurkey
Dexter Fong: Night llan, poop, and gray donk
principalpoop: you would have to check the cheese logs llan, I think during the summer
principalpoop: the VIPs are in red, easy to spot
llanwydd: so, how have you been, princip?
principalpoop: pretty good, not bad, I can't complain, and you?
llanwydd: not bad either
principalpoop: not bad is good
donk: surely there's gonna be a new live show next thursday? and live chat
llanwydd: I keep forgetting where you are. where do you live?
llanwydd: live?
principalpoop: i don't recall thanksgivings here being a lot of folks, maybe folks in and out
principalpoop: just outside roanoke, virginia
principalpoop: i grew up in alexandria outside washington dc
llanwydd: I remember Phil stopping in one Thanksgiving and the following Christmas
principalpoop: have lived in miami, bremerton, tallahassee, los angeles, blacksburg
llanwydd: I have a lot of relatives in VA, but not that part
principalpoop: i lived on a ship for a few years in norfolk
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
donk: i've moved around a little too, poop
principalpoop: poor fong, I thought he had beat that pneumonia
llanwydd: so donk, where do you live?
principalpoop: many people around here have not been more 20 miles away lol
principalpoop: I don't understand that, I love to travel
donk: now i'm northwest of detroit, about 20 miles south of flint
principalpoop: i hitchhiked through there back in 1977
donk: i lived before in 2 places in CT and w places in ga , both in metro atlanta
principalpoop: i got picked up by the police, the local university was having some sort of communist demonstration lol
llanwydd: oh, in MI
donk: nobody hitch hikes anymore, don't know why
principalpoop: i have not seen anybody I would pick up lol
donk: Mi is an ok state, but not here by choice
principalpoop: i had a back pack and hiking shoes, I was serious not some loser lol
llanwydd: did cat stop in tonight as usual?
principalpoop: i hear you get a lot of snow
llanwydd: I do? yeah actually
donk: no not in this part of michigan
principalpoop: oops ok
llanwydd: not as much as buffalo or chicago
principalpoop: yes, they did explain it was a lake effect thing
llanwydd: or one of those places
donk: iv'e been here 3 years now, and averaged around 25 inches a year
principalpoop: some gots lots and others no
principalpoop: that is about right :)
donk: if you live less than 25 miles east of lake michigan then you get buried
principalpoop: we got nothing last year, maybe one store that had snow on the ground for 2 days
principalpoop: ok
principalpoop: oops storm
donk: the lake effect snow, usually doesn't make it here
principalpoop: connecticut and georgia lordy lordy
llanwydd: I wonder what it would be like to live in Mexico in the winter
principalpoop: diversity
llanwydd: different
donk: yeah it's been an education
principalpoop: so what sort of accent did you end up with?
principalpoop: can anybody understand you? lol
donk: i don't have one, you all do
principalpoop: LOL
llanwydd: I've been told I never picked up an accent
llanwydd: but I'll bet you've been told that as well
principalpoop: my accent is strange, folks from the north think south and viceversa, one guy i said I speak like a stupid pennsylvania farmer ...
donk: yep
llanwydd: if it weren't for pa farmers, you'd all be eatin at mcdonalds
principalpoop: if you had your druthers, where would you be?
principalpoop: i like mcdonalds
principalpoop: but i smoke too much and cannot taste anything anyway
donk: i've picked up southern expressions but not the accent,and i call surgary bubbly water soda, not pop,
donk: i want to be back in Ga, i loved it there
llanwydd: if I lived in the south I'd prefer FL to GA
principalpoop: i only passed through many times gong to florida or back
principalpoop: which part of florida?
donk: fl is flat, ga ,gives you mountains, hills, and some cooler weather in the winter
principalpoop: not all the same, by a long shot
llanwydd: probably volusia county, central east coast beach
principalpoop: after the movie deliverance, not a lot of folks headed for georgia
principalpoop: hurry, it is starting to fill up...
principalpoop: but that is nice there
llanwydd: maybe elsewhere closer to miami
principalpoop: i went through hurricane andrew, that scared me away
principalpoop: otherwise, it is super
principalpoop: but it is flat
principalpoop: and no winters
llanwydd: really? where were you located during andrew?
llanwydd: I don't remember where I was
llanwydd: but if I knew what year andrew was
principalpoop: it hit south miami, i live in north miami, that was close enough thank you
donk: i moved from ct, near nyc to rural ga, lived there for 12 years, never once had a problem, they were the nicest folks i ever met
principalpoop: i was teasing donk, they are nice
principalpoop: 95 or 96, I don't know
principalpoop: maybe 94
principalpoop: lool
principalpoop: i still remember the sound, like standing next to a freight train, next to my front window
llanwydd: I don't remember hurricane andrew. that's very strange
llanwydd: or I remember it but not by name
principalpoop: i knew camille and agnes and a few others
llanwydd: let's see if catherwood gets it right this time
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:59 PM, precisely!"
principalpoop: did you get any storms up your way donk?
llanwydd: excellent!
donk: i remeber several hurricanes, but only remember Donna by name
principalpoop: i know that name
principalpoop: very few come to virginia
||||||||| 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..
donk: donna hit long island and ct in the early 60's
llanwydd: yeah, catherwood got it right tonight
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside llanwydd and says "oh, fuck off llanwydd!"
principalpoop: oops ok
llanwydd: yes the gentleman's gentleman
principalpoop: i saw one that hit there in the 1920s or 30s, horrible horrible
principalpoop: not good at warning people then :(
donk: yeah they didn't name them back then
principalpoop: a friend of mine who lives at the top of norway
principalpoop: goes to key west for his vacations in the summer
llanwydd: well, I wish I'd got here earlier
llanwydd: I must be going now, see you in about 150 hours or so
principalpoop: 3 of 5 years have been cancelled by hurricanes, he ends up in fort lauderdale or someplace lol
principalpoop: it is late, have a super thanksgiving if I don't see you
donk: i get that, poop, norway can be depressing even in the summer, it's over cast and cool much of the time
donk: nitellan
principalpoop: yes donk, he is naturally cheerful
principalpoop: i think he would have to be, to live there lol
donk: lol
principalpoop: i will catch the bus too, night night, see you soon
||||||||| 12:05 AM -- principalpoop left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
donk: ok nite all
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, 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...
||||||||| 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
Bambi
Boney
Bubba's Brain
cease
Dexter Fong
doctec
donk
Elayne
Firebroiled
JustAnotherGovtTweeny
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
principalpoop
Tor Hershman
Tor ''The Lactarian'' Hershman
wake URL References:
http://imgbolt.com/public/42892/LionFartsTonight.jpg
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5470443898801103219
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0387808/

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"