Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
01/10/2008

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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 January 10, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies drmatt inside, makes a note of the time (11:43 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| It's 11:50 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| drmatt - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 7:01 PM, dragging Popiel'sPocketTweeny by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Who's movie _is_ this, anyway?
||||||||| Catherwood says "7:01 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Popiel'sPocketTweeny by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dr. Headphones close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 7:50 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
Dr. Headphones: well, dear friends, i wish i could stay up long enough to chat tonight, but 5am comes entirely too early and i'm half beet (the other half is carrot, i think) now.
Dr. Headphones: come vist me: http://www.kdebusk.com/index.html
Dr. Headphones: or come visit me: http://blog.kdebusk.com/
Dr. Headphones: thank you, and good night america and armenia ;)
||||||||| Around 7:52 PM, Dr. Headphones walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Mudhead inside, makes a note of the time (8:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Mudhead: eat it Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Mudhead and says "Someone mention my name?"
||||||||| "8:03 PM? 8:03 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Popiel'sPocketTweeny should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Popiel'sPocketTweeny enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Mudhead: comfy Tweeny?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Not really lol
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Off to the kitchen for a bit
Mudhead: I'll follow for a bite
Popiel'sPocketTweeny Gives Mudhead a bite
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:06 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at a computer near you'
ah,clem ;)
Mudhead: hes being very oral tonight is Tweeny
ah,clem: catherwood, please give everyone their favourite beverage
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone their favourite beverage.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:14 PM bus from Minnesota pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Merlyn: what's all this early brou-ho-ho?
||||||||| It's 8:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Popiel'sPocketTweeny - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn: Hello? (hello?) (hello?)
ah,clem: is this thing on?
ah,clem: tap tap tap
Mudhead: hello
Merlyn: hi again
Merlyn: waiting for Mr. Pizza
ah,clem: and no anchovies, lol
Merlyn: no anchovies in futurama
Mudhead: those only have one eye
Merlyn: got pizza
Mudhead: pizza with no anchovies
Merlyn: yes, I have no anchovies
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:54 PM, dragging Bambi by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
Merlyn: I have no anchovies today
Bambi: hello Dear Friends :-)
Mudhead: hiya Bambi
Bambi: looks like I am at the beach today
Bambi: hey Mudhead
Merlyn: it looks like you're at the beach? Are you in front of a stage painting?
Mudhead: Papoon for President!
Mudhead: One organism one vote!
Bambi: lol
Mudhead: Ok its 9 oclock
||||||||| Popiel'sPocketTweeny steals in around 9:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Mudhead: lets get this puppy airborne
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 10, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Don't throw that puppy, Mud!!
||||||||| Tor Hershman enters at 9:01 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with cease close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:01 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Mudhead: Goin to the dogs Tweeny
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Hey Tor
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Meow cease
cease: an early start today?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Very
Mudhead: Doc Headphones was earlier
cease: sounds like papoon
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Like a couple of hours ago
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: 'Tis
cease: he came and went b4 six?
Mudhead: ya, he gets up at 5am
cease: i thought 6 (my time) was starting time
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: clem's been playing with the setup this afternoon
cease: is he still driving trucks?
cease: oh clems' new equipment?
Mudhead: no, some kind of office work thank grid
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Just got a copy of Radio Now Live this week. Great stuff
cease: i was expecting clem to play some of the mp3s i sent him today
cease: radio now live is from where?
cease: portland?
Mudhead: Ive had major ear problems so its all noise to me
cease: there is a lot of firesign stuff that sounds like major ear problems, mud
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Probably several sites, but it opens in Portland
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: lol cease
cease: particularly their Hour Hour shows
Bambi: he had the disk here at the cafe Saturday, but is having trouble laying his hand on it right now..he's searching. He thought he had it.
Mudhead: who knew the chickenpox would affect me at 53
cease: you have chicken pox?
cease: i had that in elementary school
cease: too many elements
Mudhead: no, Shingles from the chickenpox
Mudhead: I had mine in elemenmtary school also
Mudhead: it reattacked me in my inner ears
Mudhead: so Ive lost my hearing, lottsa pain and vertigo
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: THat's amazing that a childhood disease could come back and do that kind of damage
cease: bummer
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: mildly
Mudhead: I never knew it, so Im tellin u all
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:09 PM and Elayne steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Do they know what triggered it, Mud?
cease: Hi El
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, El
Mudhead: technical term is Ramsay Hunt Syndrome
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: hey E
Elayne: Evenin' all! How are you feeling now, Mudhead?
cease: greg palast just came on Clout on air america
Mudhead: some virus reactivated in me
Popiel'sPocketTweeny Mud says, what did you say, E?
cease: how's work search, el?
Mudhead: Hi Elayne, Im not doin to well E.
Elayne: How long is the recovery period to be, Mud?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Palast writes some great articels
Mudhead: Ive got inner ear shingles
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: artlicles
Elayne: Exhausting, Cat. I wish I didn't have to go back to work, I quite like being a woman of leisure.
Mudhead: 6-8 weeks
Elayne gives Mudhead lots and lots of virtual hugs.
Mudhead: TY
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Group hug for Mud!
Mudhead: Yipee!
Elayne: Mudhead, where do you live? East Coast? Do you need company?
Tor Hershman: Big Cyber Hug
Mudhead: Im in New London, CT E
Merlyn: hello, I'm back
cease: i wish i could wish you the financial situation i find myself in, but that would depend on too many dead people
Elayne: Ah, that's right. Do you need me to come up for anything? I'm probably about two hours away from you.
Mudhead: Yes, Im extrodinarily lonely, but whoever visits must have had chickenpox or tyey could get very sick
Elayne: I believe I've had the pox du pollo, but I'll double-check with Mom.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Bubba's Brain', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:12 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Mudhead: Thanks Elayne, I appreciate that, Im good for now
Bubba's Brain: Hey all!
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bub
Elayne: Evenin' Bubba!
cease: hi bub
cease: hows' the grub?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Hey Hoosierman...
Tor Hershman: Catherwood get Mudhead a hot toddy
||||||||| Catherwood gives mudhead a hot toddy.
Elayne: Robin couldn't come up, even though he had chicken pox whilst at college he's VERY susceptible to disease and infection and so forth.
Merlyn: hey BB
Mudhead: Luckily the chat at irc.equnet..org keeps me informed
Mudhead: I think we shouldnt chance it right now Elayne
Mudhead: Id hate to get him sick
Bubba's Brain: So whats up with everyone....?
Elayne: If I made the trip it would be alone, but this winter seems so unpredictable so far...
Mudhead: Never knew it was possible to relapse tho
cease: i'd like to ask all chatters for advice on what firesign pieces to assemble for air america
Elayne: Has Air America contacted you, Cat?
Mudhead: All Hail
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: My Mom & brother keep wanting me to move back to Nashville, Bubba
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (9:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: relatively short pieces that are poliitcal enough and relavent enough to play
llanwydd: TGIT
cease: i'm going cruising with the station to mexico next month, el
Elayne: Definitely Pass the Indian, Please. Probaby Le Trente-Huit Cunegonda.
Elayne: Ooh, a cruise! I want to see regular reports on the food. :)
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: The Thanksgiving bit that NPR wouldn't play, cease ;)
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Evenin' LL
cease: i've been in touch with proc who has been in e-touch with thom hartmann who plays EYKIW as an intro to his segment of that name
Elayne: Hi Llan!
cease: is merl here?
cease: i wonder about that XM piece they did on enron
Bubba's Brain: IN, not TN, if I remember right, Tween, right?
llanwydd: home a little early from my play rehearsal
cease: can air america play that or is that owned by xm?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: The Chinchilla Show, cease
cease: hi llan
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Yep Bubba
cease: how is that relavnet to us politics, tween?
cease: from dear friends, i'm thinking the sound poem or whatever it's called, on extinction
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Is that the theme, cease?
cease: also myabe deputy dan has no friends
Bubba's Brain: Are you thinking of actually doing it, Tween?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Yeah, the Echo Poem
Elayne: Yes, Deputy Dan would be a good one.
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Also good (Deputy Dan)
Bambi: He found it
cease: it has to be something people who['ve never heard the FT could here and benefit from while in midst of a radio station that does only politics
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Maybe this March. We'll see Bubba
Elayne: You know, an awful lot of Fighting Clowns is pretty explicitly political.
cease: the little he Broke the President piece from inside Bozos, the War thing from Dwarf that they expand on Weirdly cool and their concerts
cease: the oh afghasitan piece is extremeely relevent
Bubba's Brain: I'd love to meet up wit'cha sometime if you do.
llanwydd: I didn't really like Fighting Clowns
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: How about the one from Dear Friends with the senators boozing it up?
Elayne: I didn't think it was their strongest either, Llan, but it's better for the Air America crowd than a lot of their other stuff.
llanwydd: although I caught the tour. I thought "Lawyers Hospital" was much better
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Sure Bubba. Will be sure to let you know if I'm in the neighborhood.
cease: i iwll be hanging out with hartmann and i'd like to give him a CD or firesign things me might want to play on his show. maybe rachel maddow too, as she's kinda comedy oriented
Elayne: I don't recall a lot of overtly political stuff on Lawyer's Hospital.
Elayne: Maddow probably knows from Firesign already.
Bubba's Brain: Beat the Reaper is short and to the point, cat, and hell, even Rush likes it.
llanwydd: the performance was excellent, to be perfectly honest
cease: yes thats a good one, tween. it even has ralph nadir in it. he was on maddow today
cease: i agree, bub
llanwydd: that
cease: she
llanwydd: that's a nadir
Tor Hershman: Marchin'
cease: she's never played FT, at least on her aft show. i'll definitely talk to her about them, maybe give her a disc
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: How about the bit with Nick Danger getting interrupted for a message from Roosevelt?
llanwydd: well I'm unsafe at any speed
cease: i was thinking of Police State, their "single" too
cease: yes, hartman is seriously into history, and fdr in partic. he'd love that
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Police State would be good
llanwydd: I had big legs once
Tor Hershman: Hartman.....hummmmmm, what's the name of his show? Something like "Hippitty Ho America?"
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: I have that edited, if you want it cease
cease: the nick danger piece, tween?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Not very good quiality though. From _very_ old vinyl
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: The Roosevelt bit
cease: problem is i have dear friends on cassette, a poor audio medium.
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: The poor vinyl actually adds to the authenticity, though
cease: i should probably buy the cd
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Well, I'll send it and you can use it or not
cease: i have the 2 places cd. i can get a get copy from there, tween
llanwydd: which df do you have on cassette, cat? the 12-album version?
cease: when df came out, a friend made an open reel copy for me and i made a cassette of it
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: OK - in your mailbox anyway
cease: i also have tons of other stuff, but i dont know if it can be played commercially
llanwydd: I had the Columbia DF
cease: i shold have bought the df cd from bubba
||||||||| "9:28 PM? 9:28 PM!!" says Catherwood, "principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as principalpoop enters and sits on the divan.
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Prin
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Hey Prince P
cease: poop
principalpoop: doggie do, whewww
llanwydd: Hey Princ!
Elayne: Hey PrinP!
principalpoop: papoon for president
Bubba's Brain: laugh.com still has it, cat
Bubba's Brain: hey poop
cease: ok i'll order it post haste
Mudhead: Hiya PP
cease: one of hartmann's book (the one they made the 11th Hour out of) has a section that seems right out of A Shadow Moves UPon the Land
Merlyn: parcel post haste
cease: i told proc i'd give hartmann a copy of that
cease: merl, what about their XM stuff. can that be played elsewhere, for example on Air America?
Bambi: 11th Hour the game?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: How about "Hedball Game" from EobE?
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Headball
cease: no, its a flick, supposed to be the successor to An Incoveneint Truth, startring leo decaprio
llanwydd: I've never gotten satellite radio. I don't see the purpose
cease: that doenst ring a bell, tween
llanwydd: If I could get something like OTR which I am into, then something like that might be wothwhile
cease: it might be fun for taxi or truck drivers, llan
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: 1st cut on EobE
llanwydd: My parents have satellite radio but they can well afford it
cease: i have it on a cassette so wouldnt know cuts
cease: this would be great, but they can't play swearing on air america
Tor Hershman: A Moose and Candy, Crack Benny, The Shad Owe
||||||||| 9:33 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dex, from moi
Bubba's Brain: Hey Dex.
llanwydd: My favorite otr is lights out
Dexter Fong: Hello Dear Friends
cease: i'll be listening to a lot of ft in preparation for the CD and we have a few weeks yet before i leave
cease: hi dex
llanwydd: I've got a lot of Lights Out on cassette and cd
llanwydd: Hey Dex! Good to see ya!
cease: you know firesign as well as most of us. i asked the other chatters what firesign pieces you think would work well on air america
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Yo dere Dex
principalpoop: boodgye gonf
Tor Hershman: Anything FST gets paid for
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi and JL; Bubba; cat; Elayne (blogging no doubt); llan; Merlyn; Mudhead;Tween; poop; tor
Elayne: Hiya Unca Dex!
llanwydd: I've never heard Air America but I 've heard enough about it to say that I think "Temporarily Humboldt County" would suit it's listeners
Dexter Fong: Cat: Were you asking *me* what FST pieces would work well on AA?
Bambi: hi Bubba, Cat, Dex, E!, llanwydd, Merlyn, Mudhead, Tween, princep, Tor and of course Clem :-)
llanwydd: Maybe "Forward Into the Past"
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Hey Bambi
principalpoop: howdy bambi
llanwydd: Hey Bambi!
Elayne: Hi Bambi!
Bambi -)
principalpoop: hello ahhh, clem
cease: my list so far is: A Shadow Moves (for thom hartmann, not to play on the air- rather poor quality), the sound poem, deputy dan, the drunk senators and priase the hoove from DF, He Broke the President from Bozos, the war scene from Dwarf (and concerts, weridly cool), maybe some all things firesign
Bambi :-)
Tor Hershman: Wasn't Bambi ALREADY HERE?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bam
cease: nick danger vs fdr has been recoomended and its perfect for history loving hartmann
ah,clem: ....
Bambi: yes, I was but so many came in that I hadn't greeted so I figured I'd get everyone at once :-)
cease: their police state single.
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: LOL JL
principalpoop: it is nice to be had
principalpoop: purple microdots
llanwydd: had?
llanwydd: data stored in microdot
llanwydd: tv dinner tv news
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Clem
cease: hi the clem voice
Dexter Fong: Dots nice, Clem
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: (JL does a Bert Reyonlds laugh)
llanwydd: how's doc and lili these days? anybody know?
Tor Hershman: If I have a green tea I'm buzzed for 6 hours
Elayne: Last time I spoke with Doc he was super-busy.
cease: if you turn green, you buzz forever
Tor Hershman: Cool, Clem
llanwydd: havent seen them lately
Tor Hershman: GO FOR IT
cease: not a word, llan. i hope that's good news
principalpoop: quite
Tor Hershman: I haven't fused a radio since 66
llanwydd: you know what they say about no news
Dexter Fong: There's a terrible news drought?
principalpoop: wahoo wahoo wahoo
cease: did you catch my thread, dex?
cease: i'm compiling firesign bits to take on the cruise with the air america folks next month
principalpoop: did you pick up my string, fong?
llanwydd: turn green and buzz forever? is this urban legend?
Dexter Fong: Yes cat, All I can add is I'd think that AA would want reasonably short pieces.
cease: of course, dex
cease: hartman uses the eykiw intro and i've heard firesign bits played on the old majority report and other shows
principalpoop: depends on what they have been using, ralph spoilsport does not go with white wine
cease: merl didnt get back to me on whether air america can play any of the firesign xm pieces
Merlyn: what cat?
cease: you owuld thikn they can use the npr stuff
cease: can air america play firesign xm pices, merl
Merlyn: I don't really know, cat
cease: who would know? proc?
Merlyn: not for me to say
principalpoop: i give you full authorization cat
cease: i'm in touch with him about this project, when he isnt doing all that acting and travleling and stuff
Merlyn: proc would be 1000% better to ask than me
cease: i know he's in e-touch with hartmann, not sure if by mail
principalpoop: a white truck, oops cart blanche
Elayne has got to go collapse... see you next week, all...
||||||||| Elayne rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 9:46 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Merlyn: bergman is concerned that any copyright problems would get FT in trouble, but XM doesn't care enough to create any paperwork to authorize anything
cease: he would have the cleanest versions of everytrhing
principalpoop: ciao E
cease: keep wlel, el
Tor Hershman: TTFN, El
Merlyn: it isn't worth XM's time to bother, so it'll never happen
Dexter Fong: Night E
cease: ok, if bergman is worried, thats enough for me
llanwydd: according to the text, elayne has been kidnapped. nobody seems to have noticed
cease: the last we want is any more irate firesigners
Merlyn: ossman is trying to get everyone to just do it, though, and cut deals after the fact if needed
llanwydd: irate firesigns either
principalpoop: hello lag
llanwydd: that reminds me, how long is it since any of them have showed up here?
principalpoop: which one of you is lag?
Merlyn: the all things firesign is probably owned by who owns it, I think radio play would be OK
cease: ossman's little rev barnstrormer pieces would be perfect for air america
Dexter Fong: Clem: Yes
Dexter Fong: Austin doing Paul Harvey
llanwydd: No jokes about america!!!!
Merlyn: Aug 2, 2007 llan
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Oh yeah. Be sure to include the one with his friend the Reverend Hemsley (Barnsnake)
llanwydd: thanks merl
cease: the daffy duck newt thing?
Merlyn: cat, do you have good audio of the barnstormer bits that aren't XM?
llanwydd: I must have been here that night
cease: how much is that paul harvey and how much is that just austin riffing on his favourite duck
principalpoop: i would call it free advertizing, but what do I know?
cease: arnet they on the firesign page, merl?
Merlyn: Ossman wrote a couple, I wrote the others, all the non-XM barnstormer bits should be fine
llanwydd: I loved Jimmy Clicker
Dexter Fong: Cat: Austin is imitating Paul harvey's exagerated delivery
Tor Hershman: Nice work, Merl
Tor Hershman: Them mofos IS funny
llanwydd: presenting the best and the fastest and...
cease: i used to listen to pual harvey's the rest of the story on us military radio in japan
Tor Hershman: There's something funny about that comedy
cease: years larter i heard jimyy clicker. i owuld never have guessed they were the same
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Speaking of, how about the Jimmy Carter song from Clowns?
cease: you're a well k,nown radio personality already, merl
llanwydd: I've been listening to early Proctor and Bergman recently
llanwydd: TV or Not TV is great
Tor Hershman: Moi 'tis gettin' tired, too
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: it is...
llanwydd: I bought "Give Us a Break" shortly after it was released
Merlyn: cat, you can get really good audio of the barnstormer bits from the podcasting page: http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/podcasting/list.php
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: What This Country Needs (the song) cease
cease: thanks, merl
llanwydd: I played parts of "GUaB" on my high school radio station
Merlyn: hey, I'm also a well-known world of warcraft personality now, too: http://www.wowinsider.com/2008/01/08/15-minutes-of-fame-noor-the-pacifist/
cease: hey, that is a good idea, tween
Tor Hershman: What this country needs is a good 5 cent nickel
Tor Hershman: South Park's World Of WarCraft, amusing.
llanwydd: Observe the watermark: it's still wet
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: yeah
Merlyn: and if you need to cat, you can get various formats of the firesign bits here: http://www.archive.org/details/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001
Merlyn: but it can be hard to figure out which are barnstormer bits, etc
Merlyn: because those are the raw files
cease: that was the place i coulndt get into last week
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Are you Noor the pacifist?
Merlyn: yes dex
Dexter Fong: Cool =))
llanwydd: Noor? Nur is the german word for "only"
Tor Hershman: Nur is the Herman word for googolplex
principalpoop: not I, I am busy at moore science high
llanwydd: nur= meerly
Tor Hershman: find Herman, ask him
llanwydd: Herman who?
Tor Hershman: That's right, he's on first
ah,clem: ....
llanwydd: I don't know
llanwydd: anybody won any sweepstakes prizes lately?
Tor Hershman: Yoko Ono didn't 'no', that 's what Johnny liked; that and a bowl of sugar frosted window pane each morn for four more beers
Tor Hershman: Wrong use of a ";"
llanwydd: the biggest prize I ever won in the lottery was $50
Bambi: Who's on First?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tor Hershman: Moi just won a book online
Dexter Fong: llan: Funny you should ask,,I got a call today from ramada Internationale offering me a free cruise to Bermuda based on a sweepstakes drawing i entered when i was in Vegas
cease: Baba is on Orilley
llanwydd: what's on second
llanwydd: that's cool, dex. I'd go for it
llanwydd: I want to tour the world, actually
Dexter Fong: Well llan, first I gotta go to florida, visit a condo, and pay the port fees
Tor Hershman: This world???
cease: it wont be here much longer. they're cleaning it
Dexter Fong: Cat: First they're warming it
Tor Hershman: Right, 4 or 5 billion years, that's all. Well, barring a sneakin' black hole.
cease: cant clean with cold water
llanwydd: I've been to FL many times, Dex. I can probably help you
Dexter Fong: llan: Actually, I *am* going to Florida in february but don't have time to take a cruise and don't want a condo
llanwydd: what part(s) of FL you going to end up in, dex?
Dexter Fong: Llan: Ft Lauderdale and Pompano
llanwydd: Cool, Dex
cease: that should be better than nyc
llanwydd: I know people in Daytona that you should talk to
Dexter Fong: Wife's brother and sister-in-law live in Lauderdale, and my son and daughter in law in Pompano
cease: reading article about new art museum in nyc called Miracle on the Bowery
cease: i must see it
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's the wino's museum
cease: also, seurat and klimt both having shows
principalpoop: back, the online version is like nothing I have ever seen
Dexter Fong: They gotta lot of Stuffed sterno bums
cease: loks beautiful in the pic
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'donk', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:07 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
cease: newe museum of contemp art in ny
Dexter Fong: Don K
principalpoop: hello donk
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Donk
cease: lol dex
cease: donk
llanwydd: Hey Donk!
donk: hey dex, pp tor cease and all
principalpoop: you are here
llanwydd: Dex, I meant to ask you, do you have a strict parking regimen? Is there a very specific time of the night that you go out?
Bambi: Hey donk
principalpoop: planning to burgle his appartment llan?
principalpoop: or steal his car?
Dexter Fong: llan: Not really, just go out when I think I gotta shot at finding a space..usually 11 pm ish
cease: dont get shot, dex
donk: hey Bambi
Dexter Fong: Thanks Cat, I'll stay off the ridge line
Tor Hershman: Sounds good, clem
||||||||| H.Stones waltzes in at 10:10 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
llanwydd: that's cool, dex. you know there is a chance I will be moving to NYC or NJ within a few months
Tor Hershman: None of this would be......
H.Stones: Greetings
Bambi: Hey Stones
llanwydd: only temporarily
principalpoop: ahhh stones
||||||||| porgie tiptoes in around 10:11 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, H
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Por
Dexter Fong: llan: I did not know that
principalpoop: and porgie too
Bambi: Hey porgie
llanwydd: Hey Porg!
Dexter Fong: Stones, you dear fellow
principalpoop: how are you stones?
Merlyn: hey porg, stones, donk, etc
cease: porge
Dexter Fong: Hey Porge
porgie: hey gang
Tor Hershman: Horton ain't, though, Clem
Bambi: X
H.Stones: Hi Tor, Bambi, Cease, donk, llan, porgie, Poop, and of course, Clem
Merlyn: all you need is love, clem
llanwydd: yeah, I am applying to a drama school in NY
cease: yeah pappoon would be great for this too
principalpoop: fool me once is a stich in time
principalpoop: drama? how can you do this to me llan? doesn't our time together mean anything to you?
H.Stones: Yo Clem
principalpoop: down under nick danger
Tor Hershman: Ain't been high since '81
porgie: coming mother
Tor Hershman: Unless you count booze
Dexter Fong: Stones: Where's me olde babysitter, Honey Banister
llanwydd: well, yes, princ. But I am assuming I will have my msntv2 and be able to converse with all of you
principalpoop: hehe he said coming hehe
Tor Hershman: and that's been years and years for that
H.Stones: Honey is in town but sends greetings
principalpoop: thanks stones
porgie: Been in reality since 1980
Tor Hershman: Indeed
cease: hi stones
porgie: Ok where is it?
Merlyn: I have been wondering why I haven't heard down under danger
H.Stones: brb
||||||||| 10:15 PM -- H.Stones left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
llanwydd: what's the late PM version of 4:20?
||||||||| H.Stones steps in at 10:15 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Tor Hershman: YEA!!!!!!!!!
llanwydd: Hey, Stones!
principalpoop: and rhode island? you will abandon the land of ahh, what is in RI?
H.Stones: sorry about that
principalpoop: wb stones
H.Stones: hi Bambi, did you hear that Pandora Radio stops streaming to the UK on the 15th ?
cease: keep on stoning
principalpoop: nicholas popolockopus?
principalpoop: the basque hills of california
Bambi: ah, that's sad Stones about Pandora Radio :-( Long may they be remembered
H.Stones: i had an exchange of emails with them when they let me know and apparently the UK licensing aka the MCPS and PRS are emulating the excellent example of parimony and parasiticism which we all know as the RIAA and demanding excessive money with menaces to external streamers
H.Stones: that should be parsimony
principalpoop: i have copywrited the word parimony, good thing you changed it
Tor Hershman: ;)
H.Stones: thanks for that Poop
principalpoop: i like that jazz, oops gunshots
H.Stones: anyway i have located some software which may enable me to use proxy and forged IP addresses to access the USA streams
llanwydd: is parsimony and parsnip the same thing?
Tor Hershman: Not moi, Nick
Mudhead: night friends
||||||||| Mudhead leaves to catch the 10:21 PM train to Elmertown.
principalpoop: night mudhead
Tor Hershman: It means that papers are REALLY hot - heated
Dexter Fong: Night Muddy
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Mud
Bambi: being closed in the UK due to 'what it calls unreasonable requests from music publishers."
cease: by mud
Tor Hershman: off the presses
Bambi: night Mudhead .. rest well
H.Stones: yes Bambi
ah,clem: glad I got a chance to air this,
cease: finally, clem
principalpoop: it is wonderful
Tor Hershman: Cool, Clem
ah,clem ;)
Dexter Fong: Now air this! Now air this!.........(is this mike on?)
ah,clem: tap tap
principalpoop: answer the damn phone, thanks
Dexter Fong: COme in
cease: a colliope of compromise
principalpoop: stop dancing up there!
llanwydd: it's only dancing
Dexter Fong: a meryy-go-round of meritriciosness
H.Stones: clem, did you hear about the FBI losing phone taps because they had not paid their bills to the phone co ?
Tor Hershman: A colored pie of compost mires
ah,clem: that woutl be "tap tap tap" lol
llanwydd: I am in a play that opens a week from tomorrow night
principalpoop: break a leg llan
Merlyn: was that narrator richard fish?
llanwydd: so if anybody is anywhere near hudson falls, ny please stop by and see the play
Dexter Fong: Long may she run
Tor Hershman: FBI - Filmmakers' Bitches Incorporated
cease: good luck, llan
principalpoop: slowly I turn....
llanwydd: thanks, princ
H.Stones: break all available legs llan
Dexter Fong: As falss Mrs. Hudson, so falls Hudon Falls
llanwydd: I've done a LOT of Shakespeare in Hudson Falls
cease: metheney
Tor Hershman: The Scotish Play
Bubba's Brain: I wasn't listening... what was just played?
H.Stones: i have taken a few falls myself, llan
cease: this is down under danger
principalpoop: a round of golf
Dexter Fong: Bubba: Down under danger
cease: did you ever sell this?
Bubba's Brain: is that what Merlyn was asking about Fish about?
llanwydd: have you ever been in the US, Stones?
principalpoop: dive dive, i gotta crash, ciaoo
Tor Hershman: Conservation of Ts
Dexter Fong: Night poop
Tor Hershman: I've had stones in the U.S.
H.Stones: i think i would have noticed if i had, llan so the answer is probably no. and anyway, my income is so low they would not let me in
Tor Hershman: TTFN, Prin
cease: by poop
llanwydd: you are welcome at my place any time, stones
Merlyn: just found Firezine's #4 issue with info on it, it says the parts were cast from locals in Grand Rapids, MI, so I don't think it's fish
H.Stones: come back poop
Tor Hershman: Gad, moi's a-gonna pass-out, nite all.....and.....stay on groovin' safari
Dexter Fong: Night moi et. al
Bubba's Brain: I did not carry this... rights, as far as we could determine were still tied up with whoever published it on Cass -- Audio Editions I think.
ah,clem: seems we wear out earlier every week
llanwydd: of course I think stones would drop in on dex first if he visited
cease: you know if they can include this in their new nick danger package?
Bubba's Brain: Fish carried it on cassette when he had the catalog. I chose not to carry any cassettes.
cease: austin seemed surprised when i mentioned it to him on chat
Dexter Fong: afk for refillllll
H.Stones: yes llan, i would hire one of his dumpsters
cease: but it should be
llanwydd: lol
H.Stones: luxury model of course llan
cease: hold the unusual
Bubba's Brain: .... no, wait, I'm thinking of Tales of the Old Detective.... not sure of the status of Down Under Danger.
Bubba's Brain: Signing off. Wife is back
||||||||| Bubba's Brain leaves at 10:32 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..."
cease: by bub
llanwydd: nite bub
llanwydd: you know I have a cousin named bub
llanwydd: but his real name is bert
llanwydd: and I hardly know him
H.Stones: is he one of the New England Berts, llan ?
Dexter Fong: That's right bub
llanwydd: no stones. pennslyvania
llanwydd: my father's family is all from Pennsylvania
H.Stones: thats close enough for a Brit who doesnt knwo what hes talking about or precisely where New England is...
Dexter Fong: I know where Olde England is
llanwydd: New England is the northwesternmost cost of the USA
cease: 100 percent pie
llanwydd: Pennsylvania is inland of New York and New Jersey
Dexter Fong: llan: Right, like New Oregon, and Wshington
llanwydd: sorry stones. I meant "Northeastermost"
H.Stones: thats reassuring Dexter over here Olde England is reserved exclusively for gullible tourists
donk: that's better
Dexter Fong: You need em Stones, all the real brits are in USA
porgie: ..
H.Stones: dammit llan, that means the ticket to Seattle is wasted
Dexter Fong: Spending there precious euros
cease: the pound is gone now?
H.Stones: yes Dex, i heard that it was two dollars to the Yen now
Dexter Fong: We americans are yearning for more yens
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| principalpoop - dead from measles
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H.Stones: well, cease, the pound in our pocket disappeared with our Prime Minister, Harold Wilson sometime in the sixties
cease: john sciali
llanwydd: Yen Lo
cease: he posts sometimes to alt firesign
Dexter Fong: Sweet rickashaw
llanwydd: a character in the Manchurian Candidate
cease: that was him as the jailor
llanwydd: interesting that his name was Yen
Merlyn: dangerous game show
Dexter Fong: Truth or Consequences?
Dexter Fong: Wheel of Misfortune?
Dexter Fong: Oh OH I got it Jeopardy
Dexter Fong: What is jeopardy
Dexter Fong: ?
llanwydd: so what is on cni or is there cni tonight?
H.Stones: an allergy to Jeeps maybe
Dexter Fong: LLan: Down Under Danger
Dexter Fong: I think the latest term for that Stones, is 4 by 4 Syndrome
H.Stones: where men are men and women are glad of it
llanwydd: I've been watching The Manchurian Candidate these days. Part of it takes place in NYC
Dexter Fong: The only cure for which is a Hummer
cease: hav net seen it in a while. it was on and a caught a few sec. great flick
cease: as iconic as catch 22
Dexter Fong: or Ncha Grande with Jack Black
llanwydd: I read catch 22 and saw the film on tv
cease: i know it not, fong
Dexter Fong: Terrible movie but my wife likes jack Black
llanwydd: I had my cable disconnected recently but I've got these millions of films I've taped off TCM
Merlyn: hey, jerry stearns! didn't know about that
llanwydd: never heard of jerry stearns
cease: oh wow this sounds hideous
H.Stones: i live in the sticks llan and they promised us a cable in the mid 80s, but hey this is England and we are still waiting
Dexter Fong: It's getting bet...no its worse agian....now not too awful
cease: i did a terrible job converting this from cassette into the computer as firest wav, then mp3
llanwydd: well, you'll get it, stones
cease: the down under danger sounded good, eh?
llanwydd: I have to pay a reconnection fee before I can get mine back
Dexter Fong: Cat, yes DUD was fine
H.Stones: yes, llan we should get gas any day now
Dexter Fong: Stones: Have you tried the refried beans
llanwydd: I've been in your territory, stones
cease: i want y'all to tell me how unlistenable this stuff is. i think a straight cassettet o caseetee might sound best
llanwydd: I really would like to come back again and visit
H.Stones: they will be ready for you this time llan
Dexter Fong: Cat: The quality is some what better now but early on it was very difficult to understand some of it
llanwydd: seriously, hs
llanwydd: where can I find a cheap b&b?
Dexter Fong: This seems to be either Dear friends, or maybe, Let's Eat???
Popiel'sPocketTweeny: Going to pack it in early all. Healthy & happy to everyone. Until last time again...
H.Stones: in Wales llan providing you tell them you are not English
Dexter Fong: Morning Tween
||||||||| At 10:53 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Popiel'sPocketTweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
llanwydd: I'll tell them I'm Welsh-American
cease: no this is hour hour
cease: no no
cease: this is john hockenberrys gfreat show Heat
Dexter Fong: no no?
cease: 90
llanwydd: which I am
Dexter Fong: 1990?
cease: proc and berg did Power as a serial for this show, and a few short things
cease: htis is quite long
Dexter Fong: 90 minutes?
llanwydd: htis, cat?
cease: hi clem
H.Stones: hes only done on one side, turn him over
Bambi: thanks Clem :-)
H.Stones: thanks again Clem
Merlyn: yeah, thanks, uh, clem
Dexter Fong: Thanks Clem and Bambi
cease: thanks, clem
H.Stones: very melifluous clem
cease: that was magical
H.Stones: encore
donk: yeah good show, thanks clem and bambi
Dexter Fong: He's gone...who was the masked broadcaster
Bambi: Thanks for the Holiday contributions as well! We loved the gifts!
H.Stones: i think it was Zorro, Dexter
cease: superfran
Dexter Fong: galistic cauliflower delicsious
Merlyn: well C U next week peepul
cease: ok merl
H.Stones: ok Merlyn, thanks for your endeavours too, have a good week
Bambi: you have to tell him he can't do something so he will do it ;-) He tried to make me do it too LOL
Dexter Fong: Travel safely Noor
||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 11:00 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..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: sdfghjkl
Dexter Fong: Time out Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 11:01 PM"
H.Stones: nice to see you speaking welsh again llan
Dexter Fong: Time out Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's exactly 11:01 PM!"
Dexter Fong: 11:02
cease: the 11:02 to nowhere
Bambi: have a great night everyone!
cease: an early borges western script
cease: you to bambi
Dexter Fong: I'd been on this ride before
Dexter Fong: A round trip ride to deja vieu
cease: a number of chattters left during donw under.
Dexter Fong: ....then...I saw the groundhog
cease: had they heard it before? not on cni
cease: i just htougfht that odd.
cease: if i were dyingk i'd stay alive long enough to listen to an unheard firesign piece
Dexter Fong: Cat: A number of our chatters *do* tend to go abed rather (to me) early
cease: me too, dex. was it last week i wasnt well at all?
Dexter Fong: You thought the ground hog odd? So did I
H.Stones: not me Dexter, its well past bed time here before you come online
cease: you dont wokr in the mornignm stones?
H.Stones: it all depends, cease
Dexter Fong: Stones: As always my indefatigueable friend, you outlast us all
llanwydd: What's on cni at the moment?
H.Stones: TWIT just ending llan
cease: dath by tech
Dexter Fong thinks, :It's probably than tin of SIGMOND Freuds Peruvian Cocoa powder
llanwydd: thanks stones
H.Stones: i gave up dthe marching powder, Dexter
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Good plan Stones, the Federal Drug Agency found out that dthe is poisonous
H.Stones: ah, yes i forgot you spoke Welsh too, Dexter
llanwydd: bambi is the only person I've ever known who has died from jaundice
H.Stones: Blwyddyn Newydd Dda
Dexter Fong: Sorry stones, Welsh one tough enough
llanwydd: I was born with jaundice but I survived
cease: shes? dead? but shd was just here
Dexter Fong: Stones: You must get more sleep, you're typing gibberish
cease: is that like, jesus?
Dexter Fong: Jesus retardo?
H.Stones: hit him llan, i wish him a happy new year in welsh and this is what i get
cease: i probaly dont make speling mistaskes when i dream
H.Stones: i dream of spelling mistakes in black and white cease
cease: thats the universe i go to
Dexter Fong: Do Electric sheep dream of electric typewriters with spall=check?
Dexter Fong: or spell-check
cease: only i f programed to
Dexter Fong: I listen to that program, I don't miss it if I can
Dexter Fong: I dreamt I danced with an Underwood last Night...the XGRapidograph
H.Stones: ok folks i am very tired now so i will turn in
cease: isnt thwt the new terry jones opera
Dexter Fong: But it all ended with a white out
cease: singing toasters or something
H.Stones: have a great week and sweet dreams in full colour
cease: off you go young enough hemlock
cease: yes, colour is good
Dexter Fong: I don't have a singing toaster, but I do have a whiney wife
Dexter Fong: Au Voire de, Au Voire da Stones
cease: sounds like a joke from one of tohse guys woody allen used to represent in that lific
Dexter Fong: Yeah! Take my agent....please
||||||||| "Hey H.Stones!" ... H.Stones turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:16 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
llanwydd: I forgot to say goodbye to Stones
Dexter Fong: Bradshaw...that uh short for George Bernard Shaw
cease: the shiorter the better
Dexter Fong: Ah tine to go
cease: wayne
Dexter Fong: Time to park
cease: off we drift
Dexter Fong: Night Guys
cease: next week
cease: by llan
||||||||| At 11:19 PM, cease scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| porgie - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: how have you been, Dex?
llanwydd: well, I must be going. see you next thursday.
||||||||| It's 11:30 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
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ah,clem: 'gnight Don
ah,clem ;)
||||||||| ah,clem rushes off, saying "11:48 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| Outside, the 12:48 AM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving NO coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
NO: NO
||||||||| It's 1:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| NO - dead from measles
||||||||| 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.
||||||||| It's 1:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| donk - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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
Bubba's Brain
cease
Dexter Fong
donk
Dr. Headphones
Elayne
H.Stones
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
NO
Popiel'sPocketTweeny
porgie
principalpoop
Tor Hershman URL References:
http://blog.kdebusk.com/
http://www.archive.org/details/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001
http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/podcasting/list.php
http://www.kdebusk.com/index.html
http://www.wowinsider.com/2008/01/08/15-minutes-of-fame-noor-the-pacifist/

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"