Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
12/27/2007

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 December 27, 2007 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Firebroiled', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:52 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Firebroiled: Hiya Friends!
Ralph Spoilsport,
Ralph Spoilsport Motors,
the world’s largest new used and used new automobile dealership,
Ralph Spoilsport Motors,
here in the City of Emphysema.
Let’s just look at the extra on this fabulous car!
Wire-wheel spoke fenders,
two-way sneeze through windvents,
star-studded mud guards,
sponge-coated edible steering column,
chrome fender dents,
and factory air-conditioned air from our fully factory-equipped factory.
It’s a beautiful car, friends,
with doors to match!
Birch’s Blacklist says automobile was stolen,
but for you, friends,
the complete price,
only two thousand
five hundred dollars
in easy monthly payments
of twenty-five
Firebroiled: dollars a week,
twice a week,

and never on Sundays....
||||||||| At 8:55 AM, Firebroiled scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Merlyn tiptoes in around 9:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 27, 2007 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Merlyn: Hey
Merlyn: Now I have to type enough garbage...
Merlyn: to get Firebroiled's big long screed off the screen
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ah,clem into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:01 PM, then departs.
Merlyn: so the window works correctly....
ah,clem: hi
Merlyn: testes, testes
Merlyn: 1
Merlyn: 2
Merlyn: 3?
ah,clem: no few munutes, at my Dad's house
Merlyn: Hi Clem, didn't see you until I got Firebroiled's stuff offscreen
Merlyn: ok
ah,clem: I just got here
Merlyn: I see
Merlyn: You here for a while, or just to say hi?
ah,clem: took Dad back to the hospital this morning
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (9:03 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Merlyn: oh, what's up?
Dexter Fong: Hi Clem and Merlyn
||||||||| cease waltzes in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
ah,clem: colon resection, but he wanted to come home early, but that did not work out
cease: i'm back. is chat still going?
Dexter Fong: It's real gone
cease: all the best with that, ah clem
Merlyn: still going? since last week?
cease: when i dissappear, i dont know if everything else stays or goes away too
Merlyn: isn't "cat" "chat" in french?
cease: indeed
Merlyn: it all goes away when I close my eyes
cease: you get the mp3 i sent you, clem?
ah,clem: got the disc CAT
cease: good
ah,clem: BUT AT MY dAD'S HOUSE, HE IS IN HOSPITAL
ah,clem: oops
ah,clem: sorry caps
Dexter Fong: Don't hear you, we can SHOUT
cease: i know what that's like
ah,clem: (new keyboard)
ah,clem: but wanted to check in, will run that stuff next week mabe, Cat, if I can
Merlyn: magic fingers
||||||||| BeTwixt&BeTweeny steals in around 9:09 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
cease: not so good sounding on mp3. let me know
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Hey all... hope you had a good Christmas
cease: tween
ah,clem: Bambi here with me, will be here soon
||||||||| 9:09 PM: Bambi 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!"
ah,clem: (she types better)
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: As if by magic...
cease: hi bambi
Bambi: howdy folks
Merlyn: hello bambi, tweeny
Merlyn: dex
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: How dee do
Bambi: LOL
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi and Tween
Bambi: Jim's Dad back in the hospital
Bambi: no show tonight ... I guess Clem mentioned that
Dexter Fong: Yes, Clem informed us..hope all comes out well
cease: quite understanable
cease: i gather from chat log you played Tile it Like it Is last week?
cease: that was the play the firesign put on on xmas eve, 67
cease: their "xmas play" as it were
cease: tere's also an austin piece about santa claus
Merlyn: it's quiet.... too quiet
cease: we're not used to chatting without cni
Dexter Fong: the kind of quiet that seems loud
Bambi: no China, NJ for us tonight
Merlyn: pico and alvaredo should have been back by now
cease: anyone heard the austin work Tales of the Old Detective?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:18 PM, dragging POON by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Merlyn: I have, cat
cease: great stuff, but no production values, just austin reading
cease: poon
Dexter Fong: Howdy Poon
Bambi: har poon
POON: Does the delux come with sausage & mushrooms or is that extra?
Dexter Fong: Only if you want extra suasage and onions
cease: pa poon and ma poon's kid?
POON: the love child of Liz Taylor & Howard Hughes
||||||||| New notice: 'For people who want something to listen to, try http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/ArtOfTheInsane1.mp3'
Bambi: listening :-)
cease: i get Error on Page when i try to access it
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'llanwydd', just granted probation at 9:22 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: happy thursday
Bambi: I started it in vlc
cease: hi llan
Merlyn: that's odd cat
Bambi: open url
Bambi: open network or url
Bambi: if you put the hair dryer on it ?? it's unbearable?
Bambi: lol
Bambi: hi llanwydd
Dexter Fong: I get error msge and bounced
cease: cant open it
Dexter Fong: Hey llan;
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mudhead close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:25 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule.
||||||||| New notice: 'http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/ArtOfTheInsane2.mp3'
Merlyn: I'll try another, with no extra text around it...does that help?
llanwydd: hey muddy!
Dexter Fong: Hah! You'll not trqp me again
Mudhead: hiya
Merlyn: I'll trqp you if I want
Dexter Fong: Same result, msge and bounce
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:26 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: i seem to be downloading something now. hi mud, poop
Bambi: hi princep
principalpoop: 26 trombones in the big parade!
Dexter Fong: Hey Mudhead and poop
Merlyn: what kind of msg, dex?
Bambi: hey Mudhead
cease: it said done, but no sound. no it says error message again
principalpoop: huh?
Dexter Fong: It's Netscape's browsers fault..I *am* running an loder version..7 I believe
principalpoop: working now
principalpoop: back
Merlyn: Here's another one, just like the other one
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, what's everone doing?
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
||||||||| New notice: 'http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/ArtOfTheInsane3.mp3'
principalpoop: hold on, my firefox has an old qt, you are a cutie
Dexter Fong steps away from the obvious trqp
principalpoop: step away from the car and stick out your tongue
POON: do not trust the 'R' key on the keyboard..it's watching us..in Italian
Dexter Fong: It's giving me the malochy
principalpoop: 'R' Key Bunker? from all in the family?
Dexter Fong: The Nuculear family
Merlyn: it's Ann 'R' Key!
Dexter Fong: Mine's spread to the *U* *K* keys
POON: No as in "aRf", mad dog of the wine women
Bambi: that piece is only a few minutes long apparently LOL
llanwydd: I got kicked out somehow
Merlyn: yes, these are all podcasting bits
cease: i went back to air america
Dexter Fong: "aRf"? That's sandy, Little Orphan Annie's dog..I didn't know she was an anarchist
Merlyn: only about 3-5 minutes each
cease: some psychc is predicting the us election. doesnt look so good for edwards
llanwydd: I don't think that has happened to me before in the this chatroom
cease: next week's chat will be during the iowa caucases
Dexter Fong: Some psychic indeed
llanwydd: little orphan anarchist
cease: these are the xm pieces, right, merl?
Merlyn: yes cat
cease: are the npr pieces up somewhere or does one need to buy the disc?
Merlyn: Just pass the indian I think, cat.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Excerps or full shows?
Dexter Fong: I passed the Indian on the left, and he passed a doobie on the right
cease: i'm thinking of what to tell air america about when i meet them on the boat in feb
Merlyn: and TIPs Hotline
cease: i was thinking the recent npr bits were a good intro
Dexter Fong: You being deported from cananda again Cat?
Bambi: I don't care so much about the carcuses Clem said ...
cease: no, just a cruise. will be nice to be out of the cold, if only for a week
cease: they cant deport me.i was born here
Dexter Fong: So you say
||||||||| Outside, the 9:39 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving donk coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Don K
cease: donk
donk: hey Dex
Bambi: hey Donk
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| principalpoop - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
donk: hey Bambi
Dexter Fong: poop and Muddy gone, must of fallen into Merlyns trqp
cease: its a bummer that firesign endlessly recycled Pass the Indian but never the other stuff on A Shadow Moves
cease: i hope they get the magic mushroom plays released eventually
Dexter Fong: Would be nice, Cat
||||||||| "9:42 PM? 9:42 PM!!" says Catherwood, "principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as principalpoop enters and sits on the couch.
Dexter Fong: wb poop
principalpoop: ahh hahahaha cough cough
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a double toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi a double toasted almond.
principalpoop: i tried to update QT and microsoft said, noooo, that program must be terminated, so I did a clean install of the new QT
Dexter Fong: Bambi, is that like two drinks, or are the almonds themselves double-roasted
principalpoop: i will try again
cease: still getting error on page
Dexter Fong: er toasted
principalpoop: it is working
Merlyn: cat, can you go to http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001 and just pick an MP3?
Bambi: one drink with double the amount of kalua and amaretta and cream lol
Merlyn: it auto-jumps around to a different host, maybe that's the problem
llanwydd: I'm having major trouble with the chat tonight. don't know why
Dexter Fong: Double cream...lord oh lord
principalpoop: kalua and amaretta were a vaudeville act
Bambi: I thought that was kukla, fran and ollie
Dexter Fong: Kahunahm fram and Oily
llanwydd: ;lkjh
principalpoop: kukla? nooo, kukyou
Bambi: lol
principalpoop: what kind of troubles llan, share with us...
Dexter Fong: kuk kuk Katchewwww!!!
llanwydd: testing
Dexter Fong: Number A
principalpoop: that mpg worked worked fine, once i had installed QT 7.3.1
principalpoop: oops mp3
cease: funny, nothing plays for me there either, merl
cease: odd as i've been there before
principalpoop: 2 places at once cat
llanwydd: well, if you can read this, I'm going out for about 15 minutes or so and I'll try again
Dexter Fong: Maybe because you were too odd they don't want you back
||||||||| "9:48 PM? 9:48 PM!!" says Catherwood, "wake should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as wake enters and sits at the bar.
Dexter Fong: llan, reading you
principalpoop: good luck llan
principalpoop: look, it is wake, hi wake
Dexter Fong: Hey wake
cease: wake
wake: Happy Holidays all
principalpoop: ahhh sugarpie honeybunch, you know that I love you
cease: we're doing our best, wake
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:49 PM and late as usual, it's Mudhead, just back from Hellmouth."
principalpoop: wb mud
Mudhead: hello again
Dexter Fong: wb Muddy
principalpoop: how are things in hellmouth?
Bambi: wb Mudhead
||||||||| "Hey wake!" ... wake turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:50 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:50 PM and wake waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| wake departs at 9:50 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: bye, hi wake
principalpoop: careful with that link W
Dexter Fong: bye again
Merlyn: leaving us in his wake...
principalpoop: it is treacherous
Bambi: bye, hi, bye wake
Dexter Fong: Where's the booze
principalpoop: and why it is you be drinking fong me laddy?
Bambi: gotta watch those greeks bearing grapes, errr, gifts
Dexter Fong: Poop: This is a wake
principalpoop: or gaping geeks
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:51 PM and late as usual, it's wake, just back from Funfun Town."
principalpoop: ahh avast and ahoy, oops pirate not irish
wake: darn it
Dexter Fong: I'm not saying hello till he speaks
wake: Back again
principalpoop: hello wake
Mudhead: Hi
Merlyn: don't fall asleep at the switch, wake
principalpoop: how can I be sure? In a world that's constantly changing
principalpoop: Didn't I blow your mind, this time
wake: ello principal, dex, mudhead, Merlyn
Dexter Fong: hello
Bambi: well, if you don't want to use that FST Archive.org link, there are many to choose from: http://www.archive.org/search.php?query=Firesign%20Theater
wake: sorry I am late... I slept in... on vacation, you know
Dexter Fong: Very nice
Merlyn: wow, Downloads: 237,350
principalpoop: 236,350 of those were mine, oops
Merlyn: d'oh!
wake: Yeah. I sort of convinced my boss that all Americans get a week off for Chrissy & New Years...
principalpoop: good job wake
principalpoop: no time left for you, i am on my way to better things
cease: you're not in a country used to vacations, wake?
wake: 10 days akshully
Bambi says Thumbsup!
cease: sounds like guess who lyrics
principalpoop: exactly, no more calls, we have a winner
Dexter Fong: You ain't seen nothing yet
wake: Oh no... quite the opposite. There are tons of holidays here.
principalpoop: no sugar tonight
Merlyn: more no sugar!
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'H. Stones', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:57 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
principalpoop: ahh voila, bonsoir et bienvenu les stones
cease: stones
Dexter Fong: Stones!
H. Stones: Greetings
Bambi: Hey Stones!
wake: So it doesn't seem unusual for there to be a Christmas/New Years blowout elsewhere.
POON: Can't trust Canada...it's like sleeping with an Elephant...you never know when it's going to roll over.
wake: Hello Stones
principalpoop: howard stern is banned in canada
wake: Elephants sleep standing up.
principalpoop: he makes fun of the quebec hommes
cease: canada's gonna roll over the states? i think not
Bambi: I thought elephants sleep standing up...
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:59 PM, dragging Dave & Katie by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Dave & Katie: good evening
principalpoop: woof woof
cease: hi d and k
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: afk for parking spot
cease: you get the mp3, dave?
principalpoop: How do you do?
Merlyn: hey D+K, stones
principalpoop: hail rita fong
wake: They have a special knee joint that lets them do it.
H. Stones: (Hi Merlyn
Mudhead: feelin poorly, like a cold comin on, just wanted to wish all Happy holidays
principalpoop: ahh a joint, k3wl
principalpoop: feel better mud, HNY
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
H. Stones: yes taake care Mud
Mudhead: ty all
wake: Howard Stern? Is he still alive?
Mudhead: g'night, g'luck
H. Stones: i just feel old and knackered, probably birthday blues
||||||||| Mudhead runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 10:01 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| 10:01 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
llanwydd: yes we're going to try again
Dave & Katie: mp3? no, but I got a tape copy of Austin's book for xmas,
principalpoop: he is on HD radio or something like that
cease: happy birthday, stones
wake: I thought he died of AIDS or something.
H. Stones: ty Cease
principalpoop: cool
cease: i sent it to your dorm address
llanwydd: testing
principalpoop: wb llan
principalpoop: you need to upgrade from webtv llan
wake: ICU llanwydd
llanwydd: better but still pretty slow
principalpoop: buy a telephone, they are cheap now, and use a dial-up
Dave & Katie: ah that's why Cat, I'm not at the dorm at the moment, will get it when I get back
llanwydd: I got the so-called upgrade, "msntv2"
principalpoop: that is not what I meant llan lol
cease: i thought you might not be, dave
H. Stones: msn upgrade is surely and oxymoron
Bambi: hi Dave & Katie!
cease: lol stones
ah,clem: ...
llanwydd: what do you mean, princ? I have a phone
llanwydd: lol stones!
principalpoop: 2 cans a string does not a phone make
wake: stones is funny today
principalpoop: yes, but looks are not everything
wake: oops COFFEE is ready!
llanwydd: I know PCs are getting cheaper but I've got a lot of expenses these days
H. Stones: theres not much funny about MSN but at least its not AOL
principalpoop: but there ain't no coupe deville hiding in the bottom of a crackerjack box
||||||||| Catherwood leads Bunnyboy in through the front door at 10:06 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
H. Stones: all those paternity suits is is llan ?
Bunnyboy: lo dere
principalpoop: yum coffee java
H. Stones: hi Bun
principalpoop: hip hop bunny
llanwydd: the theatre company I work with is 45 miles away and gas is $3.27. that adds up to a lot over a rehearsal period
cease: hi bunny
principalpoop: crack habits are a budget buster
Merlyn: hey bb
wake: remember folks, it's 10 AM here. That's right. It's TOMORROW already!
H. Stones: true poop, i reduced to ten rocks a day
principalpoop: warm up 2008 for us wake
cease: you're on wake island?
||||||||| 10:08 PM: llanwydd2 jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
wake: ---------> launches into the song from "Annie".
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Honey Sanchez', just granted probation at 10:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
principalpoop: wb llan
H. Stones: Hi Honey
cease: maybe you can tell us who'll win the us elections
Bunnyboy: 4 L?
principalpoop: hola honey bisous
cease: hi honey
Bunnyboy: ll ll?
H. Stones: (gives Honey a big hug )
Bunnyboy: hiya Honey
Honey Sanchez: Hola, & Happy season of Light
wake: BRB
principalpoop: this is getting ridiculous
Honey Sanchez: happy birthday, stones *grins*
H. Stones: what do you mean, "getting" Poop
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: why, Papoon of course, cease ;-)
principalpoop: i am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave & Katie - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: ahh stones getting older
Bunnyboy: Don't boxer me in.
H. Stones: if you were not so poor poop you could afford a good agent
principalpoop: eat my shorts
llanwydd2: I get this wmv video window popping up with nothing on it
Merlyn: globner's again
H. Stones: but not wiser Poop
cease: at least california has One democratic senator
Bunnyboy: Just desserts.
Honey Sanchez: it's that globner's time of year *nods*
principalpoop: block that popup llan
principalpoop: bud is wiser
H. Stones: so no change there then llan
llanwydd: I think it's got something to do with this Podcasting link
Bunnyboy: I went to college with one of the Bud Girls.
principalpoop: sensamillion?
Bunnyboy: The one that said "Oh, no. It's Ted from accounting".
Bunnyboy: True story.
principalpoop: believe it, or don't
llanwydd: not everything I "send" is sent
Honey Sanchez catherwood would you please bring me a nice mug of mead
||||||||| Catherwood brings Honey Sanchez a nice mug of mead.
Honey Sanchez: thank you catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "Just doing my job!"
cease: i dont know who the bud girls are
H. Stones: that link is as much use as a one legged man at an arse kicking festival
principalpoop: my connection timed out too
principalpoop: all the newbies with new pcs for christmas are finally getting all their updates now
H. Stones: come in poop your times up
||||||||| New notice: 'Pick one: http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001'
Bunnyboy: cat: It was a Bud ad campaign from the mid to late 90's. Featured 4 chaps dragging it up for Ladies Night.
H. Stones: ah, now there are two legs
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Bubba's Brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:14 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
principalpoop: hubba bubba
Bubba's Brain: Hey
llanwydd: hey bub!
cease: i guess i never saw it, assuming it was shown in canada
cease: hi bub
Honey Sanchez: ola, bubba
principalpoop: you were always crazy like that
Bubba's Brain: Pick one what?
principalpoop: too cool to care
principalpoop: nose
Bubba's Brain: nobody nose the truffles i've smelled....
Bubba's Brain: ola
Bubba's Brain: hey
Bubba's Brain: hi
H. Stones: bad news, Bubba, they were not truffles...
principalpoop: the trouble with truffles
Bubba's Brain: and all the other greetings
Bubba's Brain: trifles? perhaps
H. Stones: Poop, didnt i see you in Galaxy Quest ?
Bunnyboy: lo Bub
llanwydd: well, this is just too difficult. maybe I'll try again later. if not, see you all next week
principalpoop: never surrender and never give up
principalpoop: good luck llan
principalpoop: break a leg
H. Stones: dont feel bad llan, everything is too difficult with MSN
Honey Sanchez: gosh llan ok buenas suerte see you next year
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Do not trifle with truffles...
principalpoop: yes, see you next year
cease: you're off, llan?
principalpoop: wb tween
cease: have fun with your election
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Hey P
principalpoop: we came on the sloop john b
Honey Sanchez: indeed as long as it is elective, llan
H. Stones: did you say erection, cease ?
principalpoop: hehe erection hehe
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: You get any of that white stuff, P?
Honey Sanchez: someone needs an ear coning
H. Stones: calm down Poop, its only an innuendo
principalpoop: yes, but it is only asprin
cease: next week the yanks will be in the middle of their first "primary"
Bubba's Brain: just making an appearnce tonight... got an 11 yr old godson to entertain.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 10:19 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
H. Stones: you dont want to set Fong off again do you
Bubba's Brain: innuendo and out the other.
Elayne: Merry happy, everybody!
principalpoop: a suppository is an italian innuendo
Elayne: Sorry I'm so late, busy trying to do things...
H. Stones: Hi Elayne
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: lol P
Bubba's Brain: Hi E.
Honey Sanchez: hello El :)
principalpoop: cheers E
cease: hi el!
Bubba's Brain: Bye E.
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Hi E...
cease: best of the season to you
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||||||||| wake - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| llanwydd2 - dead from The Plague
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Honey Sanchez: lol p
Elayne: Bye Bubba!
principalpoop: use the other hand E, that will make it work
||||||||| At 10:20 PM, Bubba's Brain vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
H. Stones: ah that explains what dimuendo means, always wondered about that
Bunnyboy: hi El!
cease: im watching rick steves in ireland. maybe i should say "top of the season"
Elayne: Alas, Prinpoop, I'm all thumbs. But I got the washing up done without breaking anything, so I guess that's a plus.
principalpoop: no, you are thinking of me nudo
Elayne: Stones, I always thought it meant "SHADDUP!" :)
Honey Sanchez shudders at what poop said
H. Stones: slet me assure you Sir Poop, thats the last thing i was thinking of
cease: i hope 08 is better to you than 07, el
principalpoop: all thumbs? you must have lots of luck hitchhiking
Merlyn: Menudo?
Elayne: Or, as they say in the old Warner Bros. cartoons, "Shut up shutting up."
Elayne: Me too, Cat! Did you get our card yet?
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Love the Rick Steves series. He's really good. Makes me want to tour Europe
Elayne: Always curious as to how long things take to get to Canada.
cease: yes i did, hence the wishes
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: That good, Honey?
principalpoop: i was on a plane with menudo, landed in LA, I thought the crowd of screaming pre-teenage girls was for me
Honey Sanchez: lol, yeh tweeny
Elayne: Ah, good. I hope all of Robin's relatives in the UK have gotten their greetings by now.
cease: it was an inspiration for our last europe tour 5 years ago
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: lol P
Elayne has given up on her job search for the day.
principalpoop: ahh europe, vive le france
Elayne: Tomorrow I take care of this stupid ingrown toenail once and for all. Makes it impossible to pound that pavement.
H. Stones: which direction were the girls running Poop, towards or from ??
cease: best of luck with that, el
Elayne: Thank goodness for unemployment insurance online applications!
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Rick knows how _not_ to be an 'ugly American'
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: LOL Stones
Honey Sanchez: ahhhh settle in and take a load off, E
Elayne: I'm actually a bit flush now, between unemployment ins. and severance and my mom giving me a large amount of $$ for my 50th birthday.
principalpoop: towards me, but then they went right past and i almost got crushed like a daffodil under a herd of steer
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Got to have the feet, El. Many sympathies
Elayne: But I know how quickly that sort of thing can disappear...
H. Stones: quite poetic poop but not convincing on past evidence
Elayne: It's not painful unless I have to put shoes/sneakers on, Kurt. But I can't go outside unless I do...
principalpoop: get that toe fixed, always keep your toes happy I say
BeTwixt&BeTweeny imagines the scene
Dexter Fong: Hello Honey and elayne
Dexter Fong: And Bunny
principalpoop: wb fong, that was fast
Elayne: Did my monthly deposit from my account into the joint one to pay the rent. First time doing it online. They charged me $3!
Honey Sanchez: oh my oh dear, gosh poop how horrid, you poor thing a daffodil trompled
H. Stones: i am looking for someone to blame, but you can never find a Fong when you need one
Honey Sanchez: hi dex
Elayne: Robin keeps saying "let it go" but it's the principle of the thing, they didn't even warn me they'd charge me.
Honey Sanchez: hi cat
cease: my trip to japan this summer was seriosly impacted by sore feet
Honey Sanchez: hey merlyn n bunny
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Saw a guy wearing shorts and flip-flops in the apartment complex the other day. You should move here :-)
H. Stones: an impacted wisdom foot cease ?
cease: hi honey
principalpoop: yes honey, I was traumatized, for life, I cannot watch rockford files without bursting into tears
Elayne: This toe thing is sort of the fall out from my fall out in my old office's parking lot last year (3 weeks before my dad died).
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Yeah, the banks always want to dip their beak, E
Honey Sanchez: awwwwwwwwww
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: lol P
principalpoop: lots of folks will nickle and dime you
Elayne: I'm trying to rationalize it, Kurt, but I don't think I would have spent $3 in gas driving to the nearest branch of that bank to make the deposit from my checkbook.
Honey Sanchez: oy you should feel lucky it was only 3 bucks E
H. Stones: is that a euphamism poop and what does it mean
Honey Sanchez: most banks charge more
principalpoop: what does what mean?
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Recommended book: Nickle and Dimed - on Not Getting By In America
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Barbara Ehrenreich
principalpoop: is that like what is the meaning of is?
Elayne: Well, next time, with any luck, my foot will be okay and I can take the bus and walk to a branch in my neighborhood.
H. Stones: i dont know Poop, its on the previous page
cease: my bank doesnt charge me anything if i keep enough of a balance
Bunnyboy: cat: I finally found a stream of that Bud Light ad...from 1993. Wow, time flies. Here 'tis.
Bunnyboy: http://www.commercialcloset.com/common/adlibrary/adlibrarydetails.cfm?QID=49&ClientID=11064
cease: she acts out some of it in lewis laphams' flick
principalpoop: same here cat, i shopped until I found one that only needs 900 in it, that was the cheapest I could find
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Getting used to the Austin bus system, but still want to get a VW TDi one of these days
Elayne: The reason we changed the joint account from our local bank (to which I can both walk and drive/park) is that they charged if your balance dipped too low.
Bunnyboy: I wanna see PERSEPOLIS.
Elayne is very psyched for Persepolis too.
Elayne: I could imagine it as a movie when I first read it.
Honey Sanchez: [referred account or personalized account management etc i signed up for that with wells fargo so i wont have to pay the online billpay fee
Dexter Fong: How Perseptive of you both
principalpoop: we will try to catch it next time it comes around stones
H. Stones: i used to get that Bunny, it was really itchy
Elayne: It was probably my favorite graphic novel of that year.
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||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from the fiddlers
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H. Stones: well like the old saying goes, Poop, what comes around, get deleted
Bunnyboy: Unfortunately, like V FOR VENDETTA, I'll probably see the movie first.
principalpoop: i met her in a club down in north soho
cease: ive have persepolis on my zip list
cease: the graphic novel is better, bunny
Dexter Fong: Cat: I think it's more of a beaner flick
Bunnyboy: Ah, Merlyn's shuffling the pods.
principalpoop: what movie did I see the other day that was good?
cease: yes, perseplis should make a great flick
Bunnyboy: IT'S A COOKBOOK!
Honey Sanchez: lol a beaner flick?
H. Stones: can you colour in the pictures cease ?
Honey Sanchez: oh recipes
Bunnyboy: IT'S...! Oops, sorry. Wrong scifi ref.
principalpoop: ahh, there was a whole season of absolutely fabulous that I missed, I have only found one,
Dexter Fong: Honey< As opposed to a zip flick
cease: zip.ca is an internet dvd rental service
cease: thakns for reminding me of that, poop
H. Stones: Never surrender, Honey
Dexter Fong: You can rent a zip, if your hip, that is
cease: i think you have Netflicks in the states
Honey Sanchez: yes netflicks here
Bunnyboy: cat: And to think, Scott, the "Bud Girl", grew up to yell at Jake Gyllenhall in JARHEAD.
H. Stones: is it cathing, cease ?
H. Stones: catching
cease: i havent seen that
Bunnyboy: And compare crime notes with Michael C. Hall on DEXTER.
Dexter Fong: Cathingwood?
cease: i just watchd jerry garcia's daughters flick The Future of Food
principalpoop: keep working on that lipth thoneth, damn, now I got it again
H. Stones: Scathing, Dexter
Honey Sanchez: in the future there mostl likely wont be much food
principalpoop: trailers for sale or rent
cease: the future doesnt look so bright
cease: guess i wont need shades
Bunnyboy: And voice "Nick Fury" in the video game MARVEL ULTIMATE ALLIANCE.
H. Stones: yes, cease, i can see a dimness coming over the horizon
Honey Sanchez: still need shades cos of the UV, cease
principalpoop: i wish my name was Nick Fury
cease: i thought it was just my diminishing eye site
principalpoop: my life would have been different
Dexter Fong: I feel as alert as ever...um, what were we talking about?
principalpoop: use the lert on the left please, the other is broken
H. Stones: puts on Fairly Godmother frock and grants Poops wish by waving his want
Honey Sanchez passes out free packets of Focus Factor
Dexter Fong: Stones has a wanton wand
principalpoop: put your wand away stones, I still have that restraining order on you
H. Stones: Wand Wanted, apply within
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's a retraining order
Bunnyboy: Ring around the rosies, a pocket full of spears...
H. Stones: over here thats an ASBO
Honey Sanchez: regrooving order, i heard
Dexter Fong: ASBP makes some nice toys
principalpoop: i knew joe asbo, had an extra ear..
Dexter Fong: ASBO
Dexter Fong: Good listener was he?
Elayne ought to go hit the shower.
Elayne: Only I'm afraid of stubbing my toe...
H. Stones: can you speak up please ?
Elayne: Next week/year, all!
principalpoop: not sure, I never found out where it was, seemed impolite to ask
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
principalpoop: good luck E
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H. Stones: take a torch next time Poop
principalpoop: where would you put an extra ear?
Honey Sanchez: nite E let calgon take you away..........................see you next year *with loud report*
cease: by el
H. Stones: one at the back would be good so you could check the level of your farts
Bunnyboy: nite El!
principalpoop: how is mister bubble? I have not seen him in years
H. Stones: good nite Elayne
principalpoop: i was thinking of that, good for paranoids too
Dexter Fong: Isn't that frents?
principalpoop: is what frents?
Dexter Fong: farts
H. Stones: it could be fronds, but it isnt
principalpoop: the farts of friends = frents?
Dexter Fong: Precisely as FST defined it
H. Stones: a fart in need is a fart indeed
principalpoop: a turd honking for the right of way on the road of life
H. Stones: Fairy Turds have right of way
cease: speaking of old friends, wheres kend tonight?
H. Stones: having an ear transplant i heard
Dexter Fong: Unfortunately, ken d^ is seldom here
cease: true
H. Stones: hes not the only one, if you ask me
cease: and doc and lili too, but that's understanable
principalpoop: you 'eard 'e is 'aving what transplanted?
Dexter Fong: OK, who are the others I'm asking?
H. Stones: an ear
Bunnyboy: It's food we'll be havin'. Happy happy, see ya in '08!
Honey Sanchez: & BobD where's he been hanging, I wonder????
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
principalpoop: right 'ere or left?
cease: good luck in 08, bun
principalpoop: bon ap bunny hip hop HNY
H. Stones: good night and good year Bun
principalpoop: ask again fong
Honey Sanchez does a cheerleader chant "GRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrreat in '000000000000000000008 "
cease: bob d was here not long ago
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 10:44 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..."
Honey Sanchez: see you next year
principalpoop: wow, nice split honey, hehe
Honey Sanchez: ahh but i wasn't, got it
H. Stones: i like the cheerleader outfit Honey, can i borrow it for the New Year party ?
Honey Sanchez grumbles "I suppose" stones
principalpoop: lucky stones
H. Stones: there wont be any staines like last time i promisee
Dexter Fong: Every year with the cheerleader costume...Frankly Stones, you just don't have the body for it anymore
Honey Sanchez giggles
Dexter Fong: You don't shave your legs.....your pom poms droops
H. Stones: watch it Fong, i still have the pictures of you in your Wonder Woman outfit
principalpoop: gosh, the fong fangs are out tonight
cease: anyone watch the sopranos? we're finally getting the last episodes in canada
Dexter Fong: Stones: It was just the Wonder Bra
cease: now i can understand the Hillary commercial
principalpoop: they start jumping sharks
H. Stones: ok ok Fong but why on your head
Dexter Fong: Cat: I watched all Soprano episodes
donk: never missed it, Cease
Honey Sanchez: dex those are not pom poms
donk: lol cease
Dexter Fong: Honey: I was afraid you'd say that
Honey Sanchez: hi donk
principalpoop: don't listen to him stones, I love your baton performance each year
Honey Sanchez: moi
principalpoop: wb donk
H. Stones: Yo there, Don K
Dexter Fong: Yeah! He missed the catch, and hit himself in the head
Dexter Fong: Had to go into jospital
H. Stones: ty Poop, does that mean i get the part
donk: i've been in and out, hey Stones
principalpoop: fong is our manager, got us a gig fong?
cease: better than being on the out and out
principalpoop: hehe he was doing the old in and out hehe
Dexter Fong: I'm not a manager anymore....I'm a venture capitalist
H. Stones: Fong gets 25% of everything, even when we dont get paid
Honey Sanchez: more like the down and out if you ask me, poop
cease: meaning you never venture outside the capitol?
Honey Sanchez: hey dex you cant just walk out on your contrack like that
H. Stones: sounds about right cease
principalpoop: they don't pay taxes, i want to be one
Dexter Fong: Inside the Beltway Fong
Dexter Fong: I bought my contract out
principalpoop: one pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small
Dexter Fong: Cealis when i'ts ten feet tall
Honey Sanchez: and the one that dexter books you dont do anything at all
H. Stones: and the white ones dont do anything at all
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Stewart Smally?
Dexter Fong: OF the Smallville Smally's?
principalpoop: everyday in everyway
cease: i thikn al franken should stick to radio
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Just watching Minority Report. The eyes they implanted used to belong to a Mr. Yakamoto ;-)
H. Stones: and no one bothered to clean up the bunny turds,
Dexter Fong: We loose a little ground
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: But, they're _really good_ eyes....
cease: we havent seen mr yamamoto here in a while. i got a facebook inivitation from him recently
principalpoop: did you know Mr. Yakamoto was Fuji from McHale's Navy?
Honey Sanchez: like sausages with eyes
Dexter Fong: No
Honey Sanchez is afraid
principalpoop: kielbasa baby
Dexter Fong: Don't give in to your fear gene Honey, paint houses in the valley
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Need to stay away from facebook, myspace and all that. Very bad nasties trying to get into your computer.
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: I never McHaled
H. Stones: Tell me about it Tween, i got a very nasty one from Face book
cease: i ddint accept a "beer" from him for that reason, tween
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: lol cease
H. Stones: luckily i just happened to have a thermonuclear device to hand
cease: my daughter's friend put up a facebook page for her so i look at that occasionally
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: But it was from a fresh mountain stream...
Dexter Fong: Was it yeller?
principalpoop: terrier water from the sparkling innards of, ahh never mind
H. Stones: i heard the sheep freshen those streams constantly Tween
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: lol
principalpoop: up on cripple creek, she sends me
Honey Sanchez: lol
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Domine domine domine... you're all sheepish now
cease: getting into your old 60s records again, poop?
principalpoop: bah
H. Stones: up cripple creek in a barbed wire canoe with no paddles
Dexter Fong: We're takin' a load off you tonight Tween
Dexter Fong: I mean poop
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Music From Big Pink is a great old album. Love Chest Fever
principalpoop: a drunkards dream if I ever did see one, radio poop, jukebox of mp3s
cease: yes, great disc
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: lol Dex
H. Stones: Poop FM
principalpoop: lol take a whiff on me fong
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Is that going to be in your Minority Report, P?
donk: music from big pink limited edition 180 grahm vinyl is on available
Honey Sanchez digs radio POOP
principalpoop: i never saw that movie, reference is lost
principalpoop: oye como va, aaareebah
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Yeah, right after I get that laser turntable, Don
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: The Eagles new album isn't half bad
cease: my wife just got a record player today
Honey Sanchez: low spark next poop
donk: well, it will be a collectors item someday
cease: i listen to music so rarely it'll be useless to me
H. Stones: as bad as that eh Tween ?
Dexter Fong: Allright...Vynyl rulez
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: You should check it out, P
principalpoop: yes, I have that too, but the mix is random, not tell what is next, might be dogs barking jingle bells again
donk: yeah the eagles album better than i would have thought
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Big fan of Winwood
donk: thankyou dex
principalpoop: and JB
principalpoop: I will, thanks
Dexter Fong: Amy Winewood?
Honey Sanchez: here too tween
H. Stones: have you heard the Barking Dogs versus the Minimalists by Henry Kaiser ?
Dexter Fong: Britains answer to Courtney Love
principalpoop: audio book or what stones?
Honey Sanchez: that is absolutely a must hear, stones!
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Madonna's "Cherish" is a kid's tune, but I liked it immediately. Then listened to the synths and realized it was Winwood
H. Stones: #Stones Book, sent by special request
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: I Grant you that!
donk: not so much, h.
Merlyn: see you next year, every body
Honey Sanchez: her satanic majesty's request???
Merlyn waves
cease: bymerl
principalpoop: thanks again M< happy 2008
Honey Sanchez: happy new year merlyn
H. Stones: ok Merlyn, have a good one
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn, thanks for the trqps
Honey Sanchez: see you then
||||||||| Merlyn rushes off, saying "11:00 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
H. Stones: and many thanks
Honey Sanchez waves byeeeeeeeeeeeee
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Thranks, Merl
donk: great record, sanchez
Honey Sanchez: si si senor donk
principalpoop: i just can't help believing...
Dexter Fong: Well my dear friends, closing early tonight..have house guests =) See you next week and Stay Happy
Honey Sanchez: let go that is not a feelin yer holdin on to, poop
cease: you too dex
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Let It Bleed is my all-time Stones fav
principalpoop: ciao fong, bonne 2008
cease: i'll be leaving as well.
Honey Sanchez: goodnight, dex happy new year n see you next year
cease: all the best to everyone
Honey Sanchez: adios
cease: see you next thurs
H. Stones: i told you not to pick it Tween
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Bye Dex
donk: ok DEx, say hey to your house guests
principalpoop: bye canada, i hope 2008 is super for you and yours
BeTwixt&BeTweeny: Nytol...
||||||||| At 11:03 PM, cease vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
principalpoop: tween too? all the best
principalpoop: a big bus pulling out
Honey Sanchez: there is??
H. Stones: ok the bus is leaving shortly, make sure your under it
principalpoop: just a dog, a grayhound
H. Stones: After my birthday, the New Year will seem anti-climactic
principalpoop: did you say how old you are stones?
H. Stones: 60 Lord Poop
principalpoop: 25, 26, same as honey
principalpoop: i don't believe you
H. Stones: Honey is twenty four of course Poop
Honey Sanchez: i used to drive one of those back in the day oh a 60 ford coupe my mistake
H. Stones: sadly its true
principalpoop: thanks, I feel much better now, only 50
principalpoop: you give me hope
H. Stones: hey, poop has stolen my hope, bring it back
principalpoop: quiet old man
Honey Sanchez just can not stay away from older men
principalpoop: experience and patience and savoir faire
H. Stones: yes, i am old enough to be in FT
principalpoop: in the shuffling madness of locomotive breath
Honey Sanchez: oooooh i got on a tull kick the other night had to have a dose of "the whistler" and "ring out solstice bells"
principalpoop: 60 is the new 40, or something like that
H. Stones: more like the new 59
Honey Sanchez: a bit of minstrel in the gallery mmmmmmmmm
principalpoop: tull is not bad
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| BeTwixt&BeTweeny - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the yaws
||||||||| POON - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: i told you the bus was going, wow
principalpoop: the yaws bus
Honey Sanchez: yaw
principalpoop: yaw mum
H. Stones: Yaw place or mine Honey ?
principalpoop: yaw mahn
principalpoop: the sacred and profane, the pleasure and the pain, on every street
Honey Sanchez: i think its warmer there and you have supplies so how bout yours?
H. Stones: ok, i will go get my bus pass
principalpoop: split the difference, meet in roanoke
Honey Sanchez: too close to Reston, poop
principalpoop: you have had your typhoid, malaria, cholera and all the shots, right?
H. Stones: i am used to cheap shots
principalpoop: i will be calling the shots
principalpoop: hehe
Honey Sanchez: hey poop what are you doing in fresno
H. Stones: you'll go blind Poop
Honey Sanchez: lol stones
principalpoop: i got lost on the pasadena turnoff
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:15 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Honey Sanchez: that's easy to do
H. Stones: yes, i heard Pasadena was a turn off too
principalpoop: i am already blind, and have hair on my palms, what else
H. Stones: Hi Clem
principalpoop: wb ah, clem
ah,clem: tks
Honey Sanchez: wb clem :)
principalpoop: i did not get a change to thank you and wish the keepers of the root a super 2008
ah,clem: browser timed out
principalpoop: llan had same problem
principalpoop: don't talk abour dena like that, it is not her fault
ah,clem: tks PP, for those who did not hear, my Dad in hospital, staying at his house to be close...
H. Stones: sorry to hear that clem, hope he will be ok
ah,clem: he was home for Christmas, but had to go back in today
principalpoop: I did not know ahh, clem, best wishes
ah,clem: thanks, all
ah,clem: (that is why no "few minutes")
principalpoop: don't worry about us ahh, clem
Honey Sanchez: i hope he will be ok, clem best of health your way, clem
H. Stones: Roger that, Clem
principalpoop: getting old is tough on young folks
ah,clem: at least Dad did go back, been nagging him to call Dr. for 2 days, but he would not hear of it
Honey Sanchez: i can see his point, clem i am sure it was nice to be with family & friends
ah,clem: yes, but this morning he felt bad enough to see he was not getting over this without help, (thank grid)
H. Stones: hospitals can be sad places over Christmas
principalpoop: lots of brothers and sisters ahh, clem?
ah,clem: just one of each, PP
principalpoop: older, younger?
H. Stones: goes to make tea
H. Stones: brb
ah,clem: am the "baby" of 3
principalpoop: it can get messy if they disagree
principalpoop: i was the baby also
principalpoop: my oldest brother is 12 years older than me, differnent generation
ah,clem: Bambi and I were only ones here at Christmas
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Dave & Katie', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:23 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
ah,clem: but he was not alone, or in hospital
principalpoop: oops, ok
principalpoop: wb katie, and dave
Dave & Katie: phone call called me away
principalpoop: did you refinance your mortgage?
principalpoop: that and refinancing my debt are the calls I get, I don't own a house
principalpoop: i worked in a medical university library for a few years, i have to restrain myself to dig for details
Honey Sanchez: wb dave & furry friend
Honey Sanchez pets katie
principalpoop: do you think there is still a house in new orleans called the rising sun?
Honey Sanchez: gee, ya know....i dunno, pp wanna google it n see????
principalpoop: yes
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dave & Katie - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
principalpoop: ahh somebody made a video of katrina and using that song, bad taste
principalpoop: i will try it lol
Honey Sanchez: if it was in the old french quarter it mos likely is still there i betcha
principalpoop: wow, over 1 million folks have watched the animals youtube of it
principalpoop: i think so
Honey Sanchez: everyone watches poo tube *as stones calls it*
H. Stones: its often unwatchable here, stops and starts and freezes all the time
principalpoop: i don't visit if often, or mybook or my face or facebook or any of those
principalpoop: ouch stones and wb
H. Stones: i think i will start Arse Book and give Bush a free page
Honey Sanchez: i have a blog on stumble n i like youtube most links work for me
principalpoop: cheney too please
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Dave & Katie', just granted probation at 11:34 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
principalpoop: wb dave
Honey Sanchez: wb again dave katie
H. Stones: wb Dave and woof woof
ah,clem: ...
Dave & Katie: you can download vids from there, I have the site
principalpoop: i would complain if your links did not satisfy me honey
principalpoop p
Honey Sanchez: awwwwwww
Honey Sanchez smiles n hugs PP
principalpoop: which site are you talking about dave?
principalpoop blushes
principalpoop: when the weather is fine you got women you got women on your mind
Dave & Katie: http://www.techcrunch.com/get-youtube-movie/
principalpoop: thanks dave, cool
Dave & Katie: sure, well gonna get off here, got too much going on and only one babbling screen reader, later all
principalpoop: happy new year dave
Dave & Katie: see you next year! happy new year and hope everyone had a good christmas
||||||||| "11:41 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Dave & Katie, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
H. Stones: Happy New Year Dave and Katie
principalpoop: ILM
principalpoop: ILM is a danish version of a nice' same to you'
Honey Sanchez: aha~
ah,clem: off to lay down, see ya next time!
||||||||| At 11:42 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
principalpoop: courage ahh, clem, hope he gets better soon, happy new year
Honey Sanchez: how was your christmas, poop? did santa bring you anything?
principalpoop: you know years used to start at the spring solstice?
Honey Sanchez: yes
principalpoop: my motherboard crashed, I had to replace my pc, I call that my christmas present
principalpoop: that is wild
principalpoop: and you?
principalpoop: santa was good to you?
Honey Sanchez: mindboggling especially when you think the southern hemisphere is celebrating the summer solstice
Honey Sanchez: i avoided santa
principalpoop: down under are upside down anyway
H. Stones: Get thee behind me Santa
principalpoop: ??? nothing
principalpoop: that is taking atheism too far, no santa????
principalpoop: celebrate khwanzah or something
Honey Sanchez: i stayed out of jail no d u i all in all it was a good christmas
principalpoop: the best dinners in jail are for christmas, if you have to be in there
Honey Sanchez: i suppose lol
Honey Sanchez: if you have to be in jail lol
principalpoop: usually I was too hungover to eat anyway
Honey Sanchez: hehe he said hungover hehe
H. Stones: i just waited quietly for it to be over
H. Stones: same as with birthday
principalpoop: with age comes wisdom, or there is no fool like an old fool in my case
Honey Sanchez: you have an old fool in your case????
H. Stones: even old fools are usually not like us Poop
principalpoop: i have an old fool on my cast, that is you stones....
principalpoop: case
principalpoop: lol
Honey Sanchez: hehe
principalpoop: drat, it was a good one too
H. Stones: be careful sonny
principalpoop: eh he? speak up old timer
H. Stones: give me time to assemble my ear trumpet
principalpoop: i need one of those
principalpoop: i use my hand, that helps a lot
H. Stones: can you play one ?
principalpoop: i am deaf in one ear and can't hear in the other
Honey Sanchez: i bet he can play one by ear, stones
H. Stones: lol
principalpoop: -5 points for the obvious answer honey
principalpoop: lol
Honey Sanchez: bah
Honey Sanchez: lol
H. Stones: replaces batteries in ear trumpet
principalpoop: replaces batteries in dentures
principalpoop: too old to chew,that is old
Honey Sanchez replaces batteries in ...ah er nevermind
principalpoop: hehe she said ah er nevermind hehe
principalpoop: videostored does not work for me anymore :(
Honey Sanchez: remember those old wind up chattering walking dentures, PP??
H. Stones: nor me poop, but Quicksilverscreen does
Honey Sanchez: quicksilver screen still works
principalpoop: remember? those are my standbys
principalpoop: yes,
principalpoop: i watched movies for christmas
principalpoop: golden compass was fun, divinci code was ok
H. Stones: i watched Transformers
principalpoop: directors cut blade runner was not much different, just a few moments
Honey Sanchez: that is an excellent movie, though
principalpoop: yes
Honey Sanchez: one of my all time faves
principalpoop: what is transformers?
principalpoop: 2001 is still fun
H. Stones: its a High Tech, Sci Fi movie
principalpoop: i will try it, thanks
H. Stones: Stephen Spielbergy fo course
Honey Sanchez: i havent seen it yet, but it is on QSS so i will check it out
H. Stones: as its a brand new movie it may be removed very soon
principalpoop: i was pleasantly surprised to find there was a season of absolutely fabulous I missed, now I must find them
principalpoop: ooops, ok, i have only know about the site for a week, thanks
||||||||| 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..
H. Stones: its not a hosting site but only a links portal
Honey Sanchez: oh shut up catherwood have a snifter of brandy and chill out
||||||||| Catherwood shuts up have a snifter of brandy and chill out.
H. Stones: but the MPAA etc tend to swoop on premium material
principalpoop: right, a link sent me back to that stage6 thing, i think their index is fouled up
Honey Sanchez: bastardos!!!
H. Stones: the good part is that QSS downloads the file whilst you watch so you can then bunr it to DVD
principalpoop: ?
H. Stones: there is a stage six upgrade so it may well be benign
Honey Sanchez: could be pp
Honey Sanchez: i have found some good movies on stage 6 divx site
principalpoop: yes, but they are hard to find
principalpoop: i do a search and then browse by length, hehe
Honey Sanchez: that works for me, too
H. Stones: if you register with a nickname and password you get access to more stuff
Honey Sanchez: go for the length
Honey Sanchez: i am registered with QSS
H. Stones: i just finished watching the second series of Heroes
principalpoop: i would disappoint you honey, girls ask me, who do you think you are going to satisfy with that thing, and I replay, Me...
principalpoop: reply
Honey Sanchez: lol
principalpoop: ruined another good retort, drat
principalpoop: what is heroes about?
H. Stones: ruined another good reply dart ?
H. Stones: good question poop
principalpoop: another good drat replied retort
Honey Sanchez: must have been an acme dart
H. Stones: about lots of mutant humans with strange and sometimes useful abilities
principalpoop: ahh, just like the firesign chat lol
Honey Sanchez: freaks who turn into heroes n save the world after much drama and excitement
H. Stones: yes correct poop
Honey Sanchez: correctomundo
H. Stones: i have a mutant ability to bore people to sleep, thousands of miles away
Honey Sanchez: hey
Honey Sanchez: i wasnt snoring!!
principalpoop: i can throw a wet blanket that covers countries and continents
H. Stones: wow, heres a man who can put out forest fires by force of personality
principalpoop: see lol
H. Stones: wake up Honey
principalpoop: it is more of a faux pas talent
H. Stones: its your turn to make the tea, better make a strong one for Poop to keep him awake
Honey Sanchez hustles & bustles off to the kitchen to put on the tea and mutters how did poop get into this bed
H. Stones: lol
principalpoop: watch out for my out-grown toenails
principalpoop: i turn sheets into rags
principalpoop: i can cut diamonds with them
Honey Sanchez: laser-toes!
H. Stones: i saw him chopping coke with them
principalpoop: that is being polite, but ok
Honey Sanchez: lol stones
Honey Sanchez: just like in "my left foot"
principalpoop: yes, my little toe is just the right curve is dish that up to my nose
principalpoop: to
H. Stones: and heres me thinking breaking rocks was a hard labour sentence when it was luxury all the time
principalpoop: i had a chemistry teacher who called one of the students, left foot
H. Stones: yes, and big toe doubles as a coke spoon
Honey Sanchez: was 'left foot' native american?
principalpoop: no
H. Stones: hes got a big habit Honey, when he wants to smoke crack he sets fire to Columbia
Honey Sanchez: gee so does McDonalds
principalpoop: left foot or hind foot
Honey Sanchez: i remember when one used to get free coke spoons at micky D's
Honey Sanchez: a sort of straw with a spoon on the end
principalpoop: was that macdos?
Honey Sanchez: ya
principalpoop: i thought that was slurpee thing
Honey Sanchez: oh they came with slurpees too lol
principalpoop: not sure what I am thinking of
principalpoop: oki
H. Stones: was just thinking that poop
Honey Sanchez: the kentucky fried chicken 'sporks'?
H. Stones: hes been at the Datura again Honey
Honey Sanchez: lol
principalpoop: datura? is that a kind of yogurt?
principalpoop: what are sporks? do I want to know?
H. Stones: you know too much Poop
principalpoop: i know you are making me hungry
Honey Sanchez: it's a hybrid spoon/fork plastic instrument, pp
principalpoop: macdos and kentucky fried chicken
Honey Sanchez: ahhhhh classic americana 'gutbombs'
principalpoop: oops, I thought it was a new KFC snack made with pork and the colonels special seasoning, like mcribbs
Honey Sanchez: yes a spam pork hybird lol
principalpoop: sure it is not a foon?
H. Stones: try thinking about Burger King Poop, that will put a stop to your apetite
Honey Sanchez: yaccck
principalpoop: it takes 2 hands to handle this whopper
principalpoop: spork or foon, you chose the name
H. Stones: all things are merely relative Poop
principalpoop: all things much change, that is a good album
H. Stones: Foon Foon Foon now that daddy took my spork bird away
principalpoop: art foon here folks, just take a look at this magnificant new spork
Honey Sanchez: low mileage
Honey Sanchez: lots of tread
principalpoop: burger king got dairy queen pregnant when he forgot to wrap his whopper
principalpoop: iis it a fork? is it a spoon? wow, it blows your mind...
Honey Sanchez: speaking of tread i should tread towards my bed for the night i suppose
H. Stones: well its pusing half past five here folks so i guess the Foon is over for another week
principalpoop: the bus, that damn bus
H. Stones: i have a bus pass now Foop
principalpoop: HNY and all the best from east to west
H. Stones: Never Surrender
principalpoop: sweet dreams sweet honey
Honey Sanchez: just think see you next year pp :)
H. Stones: and all the best west to east
principalpoop: always remember and never forget
principalpoop: 2008, OMG
H. Stones: forget what ??
Honey Sanchez: yoo too pp nite nite nite stones
principalpoop: huh? oops I forget
principalpoop: night night
||||||||| 12:27 AM -- principalpoop left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Honey Sanchez hugs em both
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:27 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Honey Sanchez by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
H. Stones: good night all, even to lurkers
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 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
BeTwixt&BeTweeny
Bubba's Brain
Bunnyboy
cease
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
donk
Elayne
Firebroiled
H. Stones
Honey Sanchez
llanwydd2
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
POON
principalpoop
wake URL References:
http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/ArtOfTheInsane1.mp3
http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/ArtOfTheInsane2.mp3
http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/ArtOfTheInsane3.mp3
http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001
http://www.archive.org/search.php?query=Firesign%20Theater
http://www.commercialcloset.com/common/adlibrary/adlibrarydetails.cfm?QID=49&ClientID=11064
http://www.techcrunch.com/get-youtube-movie/

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"