||||||||| 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 June 05, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood leads Firebroiled inside, makes a note of the time (7:02 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Firebroiled:so hop in your wife and head in any direction on the freeway of your choice, and we’ll see you in a couple of hours, here at Ralph Spoilsport Motors, the World’s Biggest, here in the City of Fine Music. Thanks for the insurrection, and now back to our morning concert of afternoon showtime favorites -- the Magic Bowl movement from Symphony in C Minus by Johann Amadeus Matetsky. Firebroiled: Ash to ash, . . . . Dex to Dexter Fong .. . . . .. burma shave!! ||||||||| "Hey Firebroiled!" ... Firebroiled turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 7:03 AM, I don't have to go yet!"... ||||||||| Not_Sure enters at 8:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger. Not_Sure: Who's movie _is_ this, anyway?? ||||||||| Not_Sure rushes off, saying "8:06 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Not_Sure', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:51 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... ||||||||| Not_Sure says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Not_Sure exits at 8:52 PM. ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:52 PM, dragging RockyRaccoon by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" RockyRaccoon: watt?? RockyRaccoon: (everyone knew her as nancy....) ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Tor Hershman into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:59 PM, then departs. Tor Hershman: Howdy do, RR Tor Hershman: WTF, where's CNI and all the folks? ||||||||| Catherwood enters with llanwydd close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:59 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room. llanwydd: thought I'd be on time this week Tor Hershman: Howdy do, LL ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:00 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from Elmertown." ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 05, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" llanwydd: sometimes nobody shows up for a while cease: not an amp too soon Tor Hershman: Catherwood get me a drink for Cease ||||||||| Catherwood gets Tor Hershman a Johnnycup. Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Cease cease: hows the bozoing going llanwydd: evening, cat cease: thanks tor llanwydd: yes we're in the bozone Tor Hershman: Could Earth have produced a bozo of more bozozness than moi? llanwydd: yeah, ich cease: i'll be intermittent tonight. company coming soon Tor Hershman: Looks like there ain't gonna be a show, yes? no? cease: which show is this? Tor Hershman: CNI cease: oh no cni tonight? well maybe clem is mislaid llanwydd: no, the yes tour got canceled llanwydd: cancelled Tor Hershman: Miss Laid??????? cease: the no tour? llanwydd: damn, I'm going to have more spelling trouble again tonight cease: or mrs Tor Hershman: Have all of you visited Firesign's YouTube vids? ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'überRegenbogen', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bambi', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:05 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... Tor Hershman: I just did this week and GAD they're FUNNY Bambi: hello Dear Friends :-) Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Uber Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Bam llanwydd: I've tried but my msntv2 usually shuts down before the end of the video überRegenbogen: are we all Nancy tonight? llanwydd: it was fun to watch the visual version of EYKIW Bambi: hi überRegenbogen, Cat, llanwydd, Tween, Tor llanwydd: but like I say, I couldn't watch it right to the end überRegenbogen: ahoy llanwydd: evening, bambi and uber Bambi: hmmm, Clem is not here? RockyRaccoon: Nick, you stupid tool... Bambi: and no link yet Tor Hershman: "The Sperm Bank Robbery," "Last Handgun On Earth," "Heaven Is Hell" and "Eat or be Eaten" made moi bust a gut cease: oh eykiw is on youtube? cease: i wonder if the ann arbour show is up, or should be? who would know? Tor Hershman: Eykiw???? Bambi: I was having trouble staying in IRC chat but no trouble here. Hope Clem isn't having trouble streaming ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Merlyn', just granted probation at 9:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly. llanwydd: only a clip from it Tor Hershman: Indeed, Bam Bambi: hi Merlyn cease: and speaking of magicians... Merlyn: we work when others fail RockyRaccoon: We're _Expensive_ Pressed here ;) llanwydd: hey merl Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Merl ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Mr. Motion falls out at 9:09 PM. Merlyn: hey people Bambi: is the stream going for CNI Radio? Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Mr. M cease: motion is where? Mr. Motion: Merl, Ya'll... Bambi: hi Mr.Motion cease: nope Mr. Motion: No stream Bambi Tor Hershman: Have you heard of the latest scam to prey on the prayers? It's call "You've Been Left Behind." Bambi: ok Mr. Motion: Perhaps it just a little chromian switch? RockyRaccoon: I still have a copy of Guitar Army, cease RockyRaccoon: probably woth something on eBay cease: did it win agiant guirtar navy in futbol? RockyRaccoon: Does Ft Woth ever cross your mind lol llanwydd: didn't see you come in mr. m Tor Hershman: It's 9-11 RUN!!! Tor Hershman: TTFN, all and stay on groovin' safari cease: worth the cross, every time Mr. Motion: I have an autographed copy of Mein Kampf! RockyRaccoon: The King has Returned? RockyRaccoon: LOL motion llanwydd: that reminds me of something I just noticed when I was listening to HTF this morning. cease: thsan it has an autographed copy of you Mr. Motion: Il I was just hiding behind this potted plant over here n the corner!
RockyRaccoon struggles RockyRaccoon: lol llanwydd: did anyone notice the character that How Time Flys and TV or Not TV have in common? cease: tell a storyk tell a story Mr. Motion: Nasi Goring? llanwydd: nice guess, but no, M RockyRaccoon: We're oilmen from TX running the US Government cease: nasi gori in how time? RockyRaccoon: nope LL RockyRaccoon: Sucked it dry ;) Mr. Motion: Actually the oil man is from outer space and I kill him in a dog fight! cease: cant recall. RockyRaccoon: And left with a 9T defecit Merlyn: I'll put up a streaming link to an FT podcasting directory Merlyn: so people can listen to stuff RockyRaccoon: Are you a Pinto, cease? llanwydd: Freddy Burns ||||||||| New notice: 'Click here http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_001_64kb.m3u' cease: no, a chair RockyRaccoon: Didn't catch that, LL :) RockyRaccoon: Will have to listen cease: hey merl, has the ann arbour proc berg thing been up on youtube? cease: one of the funiest things i ever saw by them Merlyn: however, people won't be listening to the same thing at the same time Mr. Motion: US UK LItmus Industries! RockyRaccoon: Hit the rear, it blows up, cease? Merlyn: not sure cat Bambi: interesting concept: http://news.google.com/news?hl=en&tab=wn&ned=us&q=%22left+behind%22+rapture&btnG=Search RockyRaccoon: I am not your car ;) Bambi: only in this age could that have been even a concept LOL cease: do the lads object? is it a commercial, thus not youtuby thing? RockyRaccoon: Can't get CNI feed cease: thats far too many zeroes for my air force, bambi Merlyn: Don't see it, cat cease: that univeristy of michigan thing. you know the one i'm talkng about Bambi: wonder what's up with JL ... gonna have to go check downstairs Bambi: bet a certain ISP is being a pain! llanwydd: another bit of trivia, those of you who have heard "What This Country Needs", did you notice where Proctor does a David Ossman impersonation? llanwydd: and a very good one too RockyRaccoon: Ginger's Air Farce? RockyRaccoon: We were a bit stupid back then (Guitar Army with an AK lol) ||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... RockyRaccoon: nooo thranks cease: by tor RockyRaccoon: I think he's got it! Mr. Motion: Well isn't he a good sport? RockyRaccoon: LOL motion! ||||||||| Dexter Fong bounds in at 9:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. RockyRaccoon: Hey Dex RockyRaccoon: Bounder of Adventure? RockyRaccoon: Would you like a vactaion? Or would you like... Dexter Fong: Is there anybody ALIVE out there tonight!! RockyRaccoon: Alive and grateful Merlyn: Hmm, please note that your computer might be keeping the podcasting files on your system after downloading, not sure... Mr. Motion: Darwin Monkey Stout? llanwydd: evening, fong RockyRaccoon: don't worry.... it's not a pod llanwydd: I've never heard cni but I'm getting these clips loud and clear Mr. Motion: Pod? Pod People? Dexter Fong: In order: Hi Bambi, cat, llan, Merlyn, MM, RR Mr. Motion: Fong! RockyRaccoon: As Aunti-Virus says, I toss my cookies often ;) Dexter Fong: Hai FOng to you MM Merlyn: ok llan Merlyn: It's just a streaming link to a bunch of the podcasting files cease: hi dex. i'm in and out tonight Dexter Fong: Bambi: Where's clem and cni? RockyRaccoon: Raise of hands... How many would like to see FST do another show like Xm Radio? cease: this is one of the pieces i cut out of an hour hour show and doc tech put this up on the site. great idea cease: its witnessing pure wisdom, in real time Bambi: he's got some problems w/connection to the web Mr. Motion: Here, hereRock
Dexter Fong raises both hands and hollers "Oooh! Oooh!" RockyRaccoon: Ji Do Kwan - the Way Of Wisdom Bambi: I got bumped from IRC too RockyRaccoon: (or so they say ;) Bambi: but trying a new server Bambi: get back in Mr. Motion: ambi, a Bush conspiracy? Dexter Fong: Get back in the back cease: is everyone listening to this? Mr. Motion: The strange case of the missing B... Bambi: more like an wireless ISP issue more likely Dexter Fong: Cat: Listening to what Mr. Motion: Every drop cease! RockyRaccoon: Should have one with a new tray, Bambi cease: click here. above. the cni feed or whatever it is Dexter Fong: The everything you know festival? Mr. Motion: In case you haven't seen it, a short scene from W... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BU6Pi1D85us&feature=related Dexter Fong: Sorry "expo" RockyRaccoon: Biiiiiggg spiders lol RockyRaccoon: no thanks ;) RockyRaccoon: '67? RockyRaccoon: The summer of luffas? RockyRaccoon: It's a Festival!! llanwydd: I suspect my msntv2 is out of synch RockyRaccoon: (don't try to stop it) ||||||||| Principalpoop sashays in at 9:35 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. RockyRaccoon: Hey P Dexter Fong: Hi poop Principalpoop: put msntv2 back in the sink, it is not finished soaking Principalpoop: like my knocker? Principalpoop: no cni, what is the rod? Dexter Fong: Throw a towel over it Principalpoop: show off Mr. Motion: Got to finish getting my rant out back in a bit... Principalpoop: use non-virgin olive oil to get rants out Bambi: sorry...things not going well and he can't connect to CNI Principalpoop: oki, not my pc, good luck RockyRaccoon: Robin Williams - "Where are the Virgins?? 71 Virginians, MF lol ||||||||| Catherwood ushers The Electrician in through the front door at 9:41 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Principalpoop: Is this real pork? The Electrician: Go back to your room, Rocky -- read your Gideon bible!! Dexter Fong: Wazzz Real? ||||||||| The Electrician rushes off, saying "9:41 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Dexter Fong: HI-Bye Principalpoop: hahahahaha cough cough Merlyn: all that waiting for nothing Dexter Fong: But well worth the money Bambi: if it's not The Electrician :-) Mr. Motion: Well woth a dollar! llanwydd: good evening, electrician. I know someone like you Dexter Fong: llan: He already left Principalpoop: dyslexic you are llan? you like someone like the electrician? Bambi: abit dyslexic myself lol Principalpoop: dyslexics untie llanwydd: hello electrician. we've been waiting for you Mr. Motion: I'm back and I'm beautiful, well I;m back anyway... Principalpoop: i 2nd that E motion Bambi: lol RockyRaccoon: LOL Sir Motrion RockyRaccoon: Motion Mr. Motion: Yo mighty Temping PP ||||||||| Johnny Piano enters at 9:46 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Haberdashery Barn. RockyRaccoon: That's the spear it! Dexter Fong: Hey JP Johnny Piano: Didja hear about the dyslexic agnostic insomniac? Mr. Motion: I've heard of Jonny Guitar but... RockyRaccoon: Hey JP Bambi: Klok had a button that said that: dyslexics untie :-) can see all his buttons on his memorial page on my blog: http://www.bambismusings.com (link under the header graphic) Bambi: hey JP! Johnny Piano: Lays awake at night wondering if he believes in Dog Mr. Motion: It's Nature's Way RR! Johnny Piano: Whaz real? Principalpoop: ahh that is where I saw it Dexter Fong: Pork!! RockyRaccoon: Something Wong? Bambi: could be princep :-) Principalpoop: a kick in the shin is real, ouch Mr. Motion: He's no fun he fell right over... RockyRaccoon: Boot To The Hedly Lamar Principalpoop: let's stand him on his head Johnny Piano: Hey Dex, you hear about Yes' tour cancellation? Jon Anderson has severe respiratory issues Principalpoop: i had not, :( RockyRaccoon: Don't go there, P lol Dexter Fong: JP: No, I hadn't but I'm not a fanatic Yes fan Principalpoop: now, lets hold him over here RockyRaccoon: Considering his love of human health, it's probably serious Johnny Piano: Was just announced within the last day - made the major news outlets Bambi: wow, not just one concert ... the entire tour Dexter Fong: I only watch the general news outlets RockyRaccoon: YesSongs is a must-have (1973) Bambi:http://news.google.com/news/url?sa=t&ct=us/0-0&fp=484886d180747508&ei=tZdISLrQCoakggORkcXkBQ&url=http%3A//news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7437219.stm&cid=1219208694&usg=AFrqEzfkeD9TSE3KdRyAKAjAOXMy1XuGWg RockyRaccoon: when rock was fun :) Johnny Piano: Yup - Anderson must rest for 6 months - bad asthma turned into something much worse Principalpoop: oops, I had not seen him in years Bambi: "Rock band Yes have scrapped the North American leg of their 40th anniversary tour after their lead singer was diagnosed with respiratory failure" Mr. Motion: Rick Wakeman on five hits of Windowpane, Ah... youth! RockyRaccoon: He travels alot Johnny Piano: He's 63 RockyRaccoon: LOL motion Bambi: so sorry to hear that RockyRaccoon: You wouldn't be here ;) Johnny Piano: You and Wakeman's fingers in extreme Motion Principalpoop: 5 hits? 2 for going and 2 for coming back, what was the 5th for? Dexter Fong: Just in case Bambi: windowpane! is that a new operating system? ;-) RockyRaccoon: test.... test... RockyRaccoon: LOL Bambi Johnny Piano: Talk about perpetual motion Mr. Motion: Me an Squire back stagewith two bimbos and a bong... RockyRaccoon: Maybr Linkletter's daughter, Motion Mr. Motion: Yes Bambi thats OS 22! Principalpoop: leave out the bimbos and chris and being backstage and been there done that RockyRaccoon: Ah, perpetual changling Bambi: gotta go to a turkish 'pub' to get a bong these days ... and it's low/no nicotine tobacco too so they say Mr. Motion: Don't know RR it's all a very distant... and a bit wiggley! Bambi: OS 22 LOL! Johnny Piano: New meaning for perpetual change = incontinentia RockyRaccoon: lol Bambi Bambi: there is ONLY ONE GUY that would think about OS/2 at a time like this lol Mr. Motion: 30 years a DJ PP! Principalpoop: i get up, i get down RockyRaccoon: Ewe think I am funnay? Mr. Motion: Let them rape the forrests... Principalpoop: bahhh Johnny Piano: Don't be sheepish, Coon Dexter Fong: They're raping the ferrets...that's sick Principalpoop: section W folks, with the mother rapers and father rapers Johnny Piano: And the plain brown rappers Dexter Fong: What's next...weasel buggery? RockyRaccoon: You call another man a Racqi, JP? Dexter Fong: Stoat Sodomy? Mr. Motion: W the threatre trailer... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BU6Pi1D85us&feature=related Principalpoop: with the zip lock top Johnny Piano: Or perhaps bug weaselry Bambi: and the pencils there on the bench... RockyRaccoon: LOL Bambi Mr. Motion: And they all mover away... Johnny Piano: And the ever popular monkey spanking
RockyRaccoon thinks that Bambi knows what a drummer's 'pencil' is (jazz) Principalpoop: i downloaded the mp3 of alices restaurant this week, almost 20 minutes long RockyRaccoon: Why you can get anything? Principalpoop: except alice Johnny Piano: Except Alice RockyRaccoon: nope Bambi: we have our LP version of Alices restaurant Johnny Piano: You owe me a Coke, Poop RockyRaccoon: Mel's the cook! Bambi: in mp3 format Mr. Motion: What about Officer Obie? Johnny Piano: Industrial strength will be fine Bambi: you can have anything you want, exceptin' Alice... Principalpoop: i love usenet Johnny Piano: He said with a wan kenobi Mr. Motion: I understand it comes in bottles in this country? Bambi: at Alices' Restaurant RockyRaccoon: Bacardi 150, JP Johnny Piano: 3 fingers, Mickey Bambi: Moonshine? Principalpoop: dr pepper comes in a bottle because his wife left him Dexter Fong: Hell of a motor cycle, RR Johnny Piano: Talk abut pencil-thin! Bambi: Roger Rabbit? RockyRaccoon: I like Harley llanwydd: having some awful trouble tonight RockyRaccoon: Would love to have a Sportster Bambi: pencil-thin mustache? Dexter Fong: Harley Wallbanger? Principalpoop: burger king got dairy queen pregnant because he forgot to wrap his whopper Johnny Piano: Ppppppppppplease, Eddie! RockyRaccoon: the back roads around Austin... Bambi: or pencil-neck geek? Principalpoop: what is the matter llan? llanwydd: wouldn't happen if I got myself a pc Bambi: JP LOL! Johnny Piano: Fred Blassie lives! RockyRaccoon: Luckily, I can ride the bus for 24 hours in Austin ;) ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:01 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Principalpoop: hip hop bunny Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny Bunnyboy: Ya gotta hide me, Eddie! Bambi: you mean you could have taken those off at any time? no, only when it was funny. Bambi: hey Bunny Johnny Piano: ? Bambi RockyRaccoon: Hey Bun llanwydd: hi bunnyboy Mr. Motion: Hey BB! Bunnyboy: PlplpplpllppplEAASE! RockyRaccoon: Eddie? Is he current? Johnny Piano: Aw rats - that question mark was supposed to be a heart... Bunnyboy: Howard Kaylan? Yeah, still kickin'. Bambi: the funny about Roger Rabbit JP...sorry I was slow on the uptake Johnny Piano: And still doing Turtles shows RockyRaccoon: Hot Rats?? where? Mr. Motion: What of Mark Volman, my hereo? Dexter Fong: Long Island Rocky Bambi: was that Turtles or Flo and Eddie? Dexter Fong: Bambi: Yes Mr. Motion: I got hands like tits tonight! Bambi: Long Island Rocky Iced Tea ... knock your socks off LOL Johnny Piano: Volman & Kaylan are still together RockyRaccoon: That's teat, motion Bunnyboy: Speaking of R.Rabbit, check out this Richard Williams teaser: Bunnyboy:http://www.cartoonbrew.com/animators/trailer-for-richard-williams-dvd-masterclass Dexter Fong: Back after refill Johnny Piano: Motion, let me stroke your hands... Bambi: LOL Dex Bunnyboy: Richard Williams was the SOOOOOOOPER-GEEEEEEEEENIUS who animated Roger and pals. Bambi: Well they did a great job with Roger Rabbit! Bunnyboy: Motion: Also thriving. Also Turtling. Mr. Motion: Back to the shadows again! http://www.issuesandalibis.org/ ||||||||| Mr. Motion hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mr. Motion?! It's 10:05 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" Johnny Piano: The Roger Rabbit shorts were genius - Tex Avery to the Nth degree Bunnyboy: Volman and Kaylan = The Turtles = Flo and Eddie = The Phlorescent Leech and Eddie Bambi: We're so sorry, Uncle Ernie... RockyRaccoon: lol Bambi RockyRaccoon: Hands across the water, heads across the sky Bambi: yes, Volman/Kaylan great pair under any name!!! ||||||||| 10:06 PM: H. Stones jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Johnny Piano: One of Adrian Belew's side players told me I sound like Mark Volman when I sing...took it as a major compliment Dexter Fong: Hi stones Bambi: I bet JP! H. Stones: Greetings one an all Bunnyboy: Flo and Eddie started as a legal workaround. Mark and Howie were, at one time, precluded from recording and performing under THEIR OWN NAMES. Johnny Piano: Yo Stoner RockyRaccoon: Hale and well met! Principalpoop: guten abend herr stones Bambi: that was quite a compliment ... and having heard some of your work, I'd say you certainly have a great voice and not too bad on keys either :-) Johnny Piano: Yep - White Whale had those guys signed up tight Bunnyboy: yo Stones ||||||||| "10:08 PM? I'm late!" exclaims RockyRaccoon, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the garden. Johnny Piano: Aw, thanks, Bambi! ||||||||| 10:08 PM: IronSides jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Bambi: I remember that Bunny ... went to see them when they were billed as Flo and Eddie in Norfolk, VA Johnny Piano: Where's your wheelchair, IronSides? IronSides: It's a wale of a deal! Bunnyboy: oops! Bye Rocky! IronSides: The Congress ;) Bambi: last time I ever went to Norfolk ... thanks to a stupid officer by the name of Goldbold Principalpoop: how are you stones? hi ironsides Bunnyboy: (sings) WEEEEEE-WOOOOOO-WEEEEEE-WOOOOO! Bambi: hey IronSides Bunnyboy: Oh, sorry. Think Quincy Jones. IronSides: Last time I saw it it was in Baltimore Harbor Bambi: hey Stones!! Bunnyboy: Or KILL BILL. Johnny Piano: Oh, Bambi apparently had a run-in with a Stretched Rectum IronSides: (old IronSides) Bambi: Stones snuck in whilst i wasn't lookin' IronSides: (The USS Constitution - a sailing ship) Johnny Piano: Raymond Burr Under Your Saddle H. Stones: Sorry, every time i get online i am seized by contacts on messenger and skyp so trying to handle four convos here IronSides: Oh, you mean Ray moundt burr? IronSides: Thanks to Ron Paul IronSides: That's it.... Principalpoop: the price you pay for being a pusher man stones Bambi: no worries Stones ... speak to us when you can H. Stones: sure is poop, want any more China Light ? Johnny Piano: But Freddie's dead! IronSides: Butt, he's a monster!! IronSides: You have only sketches, Stones Bunnyboy: That's what I said! Johnny Piano: Superfly - you know they're gonna get you by and by Principalpoop: i saw a homemade video of how to grow pot at quicksilver Dexter Fong: Freddie's dead of Mercury poisening Johnny Piano: Mercury posturing, more likely IronSides: Kill that HIV bastard IronSides: UT labs :) Johnny Piano: WHOA there, IronSides...not funny Bunnyboy: IronSides: I think you forgot the comma. Bunnyboy: or elipsis. IronSides: Someone mentioned Freddy Mercury Dexter Fong: They did IronSides: I don't want to know who your lovers are - make great music :) Bunnyboy: i.e. Kill that HIV, bastard. Johnny Piano: Don't go slamming the guy 'cause of how he died IronSides: and kill that HIV bastard, UT biolabs :) Bunnyboy: Loose lips sink iron ships. H. Stones: although Mr Mercury was undoubtedly talented, i found all the shrieking very tiresome Bambi:≈ Dexter Fong: So, Bambi is the first to lapse into last weeks madness IronSides: We shall talk about the genius of the band Queen another time ;) Bambi: .. ≈ H. Stones: yes, Ironsides, it shouldnt take too long IronSides: I like country rock. I moved to Austin lol IronSides: Austin City Limits Bunnyboy: Jon Anderson's illing. Yes cancelled their upcoming tour. IronSides: On PBS IronSides: Very sorry to hear that IronSides: Think well of Mr Anderson Principalpoop: is paul mcCartney 64 yet? Johnny Piano: He'll be 66 this year, Poop H. Stones: he has been 64 for a very long time Bunnyboy: 65, I believe. ||||||||| Bambi_bumped enters at 10:17 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger. Principalpoop: damn, I missed it Principalpoop: wb bambi Bambi_bumped: Merlyn could you do the honors? IronSides: I want to hold your monetary system? Bambi_bumped: thanks princep Johnny Piano: Bambi is apparently this week's multiple identity poster child Bunnyboy: Awright, who's been bumpin' Bambi? Let's see those elbows! IronSides: Don't shoot!!
Dexter Fong wonders if Bambi got "bumped" because of the fooling around with symbals IronSides: MI, the waster Dexter Fong: Michigan? Principalpoop: i had my elbows in my ears Johnny Piano: Bunny, methinks you should ask AhClem H. Stones: not everyone can do that PP Bunnyboy: What, that Bambibumper? Principalpoop: it did take a lot of practice Bunnyboy: Your honor, he said blah-blah-blah. Johnny Piano: Keeps her on the hood of his car day and night Dexter Fong: I used to be a Thumper thumper ||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Johnny Piano: Kill that jaundice bastard! Principalpoop: i was a thumper humper, she was a bunny Bambi_bumped: Paul McCartney - Date of Birth: 06/18/1942 (currently 65) per http://www.deadoraliveinfo.com/dead.nsf/mnames-nf/McCartney+Paul Bunnyboy: JP: Again, missing a comma. Dexter Fong: Does Bunny no that poop? Principalpoop: thanks, i missed it, Bunnyboy: I no nothing. Nothing! Johnny Piano: Comma comma down doobie do down down Principalpoop: i guess she did not still love him when was 64.. Bunnyboy: Dream dream dream... Bambi_bumped: born in 1942 ... vintage year Principalpoop: o blah D o blah dah H. Stones: Macco was on live TV last weekend and back home in Liverpool it was as usual, fairly awful with lots more shrieking and the distinct look of a talent whos flame burned out long ago Johnny Piano: for Beatles at any rate Bambi_bumped: and the answer to life, the universe and everything apparently ... 42 Johnny Piano: "and there was something about you, baby, so right..." (Level 42) Principalpoop: jack benny said it was 38 Dexter Fong: "and I"m on the level, babby" Dexter Fong: baby H. Stones: i knew them before they were Level Dexter Fong: Skewed 42? Bambi_bumped: up, up and away! H. Stones: yes, that was just one of their inclinations Johnny Piano: Skewed, rude, and Forty-two'd Principalpoop: walking in the park the other day, what do you think I saw? Bambi_bumped: lucy in the sky...with diamonds Dexter Fong: Squirrels? Johnny Piano: The park? Principalpoop: I really don't know what time it was IronSides: I thaw a puddy tat! H. Stones: Jumping Jack Flash ? Johnny Piano: Flowers in her hair? Flowers everywhere? Bunnyboy: Merlyn: re: the podcast - are these from the late satellite radio show? Bambi_bumped: depends on where you live princep ... so don't worry about it Principalpoop: the police said all get in line Johnny Piano: I really don't know what time it was Dexter Fong: and do the conga Johnny Piano: Oops Principalpoop: i think we have a winner, one more try JP IronSides: Love your neighbor like you're brothel Johnny Piano: Was Gollum there (and the evil One)? Johnny Piano: Doin' the Misty Mountain Hop H. Stones: No Cheyney couldnt make it Principalpoop: if you go down in the streets today baby, you better open your eyes IronSides: I'll tell -You_ what's precious lol Johnny Piano: Time for me to break out the Pianet Principalpoop: does anybody remember magic? IronSides: Try Over The Hills and Far Away :) H. Stones: am glad i brought my sax Bambi_bumped: lol jp IronSides: Really nice harpsichord Bambi_bumped: over the river and through the woods... Johnny Piano: Key of A IronSides: What streets? Della? Dexter Fong: Eh? Bambi_bumped: grandma got run over by a reindeer... IronSides: lol Bambi_bumped: and no I am not paying for the mp3 and a ringtone Johnny Piano: Sounds like a case for....Bumped Bambi! IronSides: That's three _black_ keys, JP... don't do it!! Dexter Fong: Grampa spent all the insurance money Bambi_bumped: lol Bambi_bumped: Catherwood JP says pour me a case ||||||||| Catherwood hands Bambi_bumped a case. Johnny Piano: How do you Bondo a reindeer? Principalpoop: buying a key in case of what IronSides: Poor litte casey ||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bambi - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bambi_bumped: very carefully ||||||||| Bambi_bumped leaves to catch the 10:30 PM train to Philadelphia. ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:30 PM, dragging Bambi by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" IronSides: Edgar says nevermore Bambi: ah, I feel much better now Johnny Piano: Ironsides, I may have to challenge you to a Diet Cola Bambi: that's bozoette to you Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Bambi and mumbles "Something I can help with?" IronSides: Don't challenge them, P Principalpoop: the raven said that, or crow, somebody on adult swim H. Stones: dont touch it Johnny, its poisonous IronSides: lol Bambi: uh, oh! Johnny Piano: Only in rat-size doses, Stones IronSides: /nick NewTween H. Stones: Pours Johnny a small Aspartame with soda Principalpoop: /nick chin Johnny Piano: Between that and the iocane powder, I've got quite a tolerance built up Principalpoop: /nick danger third eye Bambi: eeek! definitely don't drink that JP! Dexter Fong: /slash/ IronSides: Met Hendrix's last sound mixer. Some folks liked my Space Echo Principalpoop: /reposte/ Johnny Piano: Why not? I beat the Sicilian! Dexter Fong: /slash/ IronSides: Angor What? Bambi: you beat the Sicilian? at cards or making pizza? Principalpoop: /seipe/ H. Stones: either way, the Sicilian is gonna come looking for you to get even Johnny Piano: Rescued Princess Buttercup...remember? Bambi: nah, gave angor up and decided it wasn't worth it so didn't take it back IronSides: I'm the tooth fairy IronSides: Have you got something? Johnny Piano: Fillings Dexter Fong: I'm the matress Johnny Piano: OK everyone, jump on Dex! Principalpoop: i am string that stabs in the mattress H. Stones: coo coo ka twang Principalpoop: spring Principalpoop: sorta ruined that one hehe Dexter Fong: forward Dexter Fong: fall Dexter Fong: back IronSides: I have a banjo on my knee, if you like :) Johnny Piano: I thought you were in Austin Principalpoop: how are the pigeon sisters stones? H. Stones: peckin around as usual Lord Poop Principalpoop: every one who meets them says coo coo ka twang IronSides: Stephen Fuller was an emprissario of Mexico Johnny Piano: Passed, I hope Merlyn: see you next week, folks H. Stones: only in spring Poop Principalpoop: night M Principalpoop: have a super week Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and thanks for hosting IronSides: Mexico brought in Anglos to settle the place ||||||||| At 10:37 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Merlyn!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... Johnny Piano: Only virtually, Merl IronSides: oops lol H. Stones: okk Merlyn, thanks as usual, have a good week Bunnyboy: oh, bye Merlyn! IronSides: Who you gonna call? Johnny Piano: Your mother IronSides: MX workmen! H. Stones: Goatbursters Bunnyboy: Yeah, I better feed a few faces. Later, folkens! Principalpoop: my lawyer, art holeflapper jr, if he made parole Johnny Piano: H.R. Giger IronSides: (It was called Texicans when MX owned the place) Principalpoop: hip hop bunny IronSides: Moooo Dexter Fong: Night Bunny Principalpoop: HR, he was on dallas H. Stones: Bye Bunny IronSides: Yo, mama, who you have to get up in my shit like that Principalpoop: last name was ewing though IronSides: why? IronSides: lol Johnny Piano: Z Principalpoop: mama take out your teeth I wanta suck on your gums ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:40 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door IronSides: Tim McVeigh? Leave it to Dallas... Johnny Piano: And with that new low...VAMOOSE!! ||||||||| Johnny Piano leaves at 10:40 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..." IronSides: no joke Principalpoop: zoom Dexter Fong: Night JP Principalpoop: so where was I? H. Stones: Was sorry to hear that Bo Diddley had to leave Principalpoop: happens more and more as we get long in the tooths IronSides: Pat Boone H. Stones: i guess soo PP, even Hedley LeMarr has gone Dexter Fong: Richard Boone Principalpoop: Daniel Boone IronSides: That's boondock, Stones! Dexter Fong: Boone's Farm Principalpoop: Fone Bone IronSides: WE need to clean up Bo Diddly's music H. Stones: withouth him, there would be no Stones IronSides: Pat Boone IronSides: Make milktoast out of the origins of rock - bletch H. Stones: you have to love a guy with a square guitar who has three hits with only one chord Dexter Fong: Okay.......Richard Boone Principalpoop: Daniel Boone was a man, a real man IronSides: Waylon should not have been forgotten either IronSides: TX Country Rock H. Stones: its good you remembered him, Ironsides IronSides: I was inspired to believe that Country Music was pretty cool ;) IronSides: What sides are you on? Principalpoop: almost all down hill after hank williams senior H. Stones: all music styles get boring if you dont listen to other forms ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Mudhead gets out at 10:46 PM. Dexter Fong: Well said Stones H. Stones: Hi Mud Mudhead: Hello all Dexter Fong: Hiyah Mud Principalpoop: egyptian music is cacophoney IronSides: Forms? You vant make Saturn? Principalpoop: ahh mudhead H. Stones: i am rediscovering Miles Davis at the moment Mudhead: Sorry, technical browser problems H. Stones: a full Egyptian orchestra is something else Poop ||||||||| "10:47 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Mudhead, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. Dexter Fong: Stones: A great deal to rediscover Principalpoop: good luck mud H. Stones: and Check out, Oulm Kalsoum Principalpoop: they have different ears or something ||||||||| Mudhead waltzes in at 10:48 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. IronSides: Dave & Katie like Monsieur Miles Principalpoop: that is my knocker, drop it Mudhead: some drop a knocker? Principalpoop: take the knocker from mudhead catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood takes the knocker from mudhead. Mudhead: dang blast this carnation Principalpoop: now give me the knocker catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood gives Principalpoop the knocker. Principalpoop: ahh everything is copacetic again Principalpoop: did you make up that name stones? ||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bambi - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... H. Stones: which name Poop ? Principalpoop: oulm kalsoum ||||||||| Mudhead is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:50 PM. H. Stones: no, she was known as the Voice of Egypt and revered all over the Arab world Principalpoop: oops, ok, thanks Principalpoop: like the Edith Piatt of france, J"ai RRRRRRien les RRRRRRRRRRRRRegrets H. Stones: i collect music from the four corners Poop, DJs are like that Principalpoop: Piaff maybe, like the rice? IronSides: later, gators.... been fun :-) ||||||||| IronSides says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, IronSides exits at 10:51 PM. Principalpoop: ciao ironsides Dexter Fong: Nght Tween Dexter Fong: Well I gotta park a car and clean up the kitchen so see y'all next time Principalpoop: hail rita and ahh the white knight Dexter Fong: Catherwood, call me a cab ||||||||| Catherwood calls Dexter Fong a cab. ||||||||| At 10:53 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Dexter Fong!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... H. Stones: Damn, hes got my wallet again Principalpoop: i could not find any rhythm in egyptian music H. Stones: some of it is very ethereal its true, but there are strong rhythmic passges too Principalpoop: i am not being fair Principalpoop: who sang downtown? Principalpoop: anyway, imagining that all english music is like that song lol H. Stones: Egyptian orchestras a sre strange, at times they can be just like the London Phil but then the congas start and in comes the Fender Strat Principalpoop: and what is the point of the dishes being smashed? Principalpoop: they must be on hard drugs H. Stones: Petual Clarke sang Downtown H. Stones: Petula H. Stones: sorry the CTS is cutting in again Principalpoop: ahh yes, imagine if I said all english music was like Petula Clark lol H. Stones: one of the Spice Girls just reissued Downtown, so theres one to avoid Principalpoop: nonsense to talk about egyptian music, or english music or american music H. Stones: i dont think so Poop, there has to be some general differentiation H. Stones: ie; Jamaican Music, or Nigerian Music or Chinese Music ||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| überRegenbogen - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Principalpoop: the rhythms? the instruments maybe H. Stones: none of them fully describe the individual forms but are none the less useful signposts Principalpoop: ok ok, you are right Principalpoop: i did not to be condescending Principalpoop: want ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. H. Stones: i never thought you were, Poop Principalpoop: i thought I was Principalpoop: i would never talk about american music Principalpoop: movies maybe lol Principalpoop: what about sounds? Principalpoop: why do you think people, find and respond to sounds? H. Stones: i think its fair to say that most of the world models its own music on American Music, but like other nations, it has wide variation withing. maybe American Music is distinguished by its lavish and often slick production values Principalpoop: the liverpool sound, the bubblegum music sound Principalpoop: i think of arlo guthre as american music, johnny cash, not britney Principalpoop: but ok ok, especially for movies yes H. Stones: deep sounds and infrasound frighten directly through the central nervous system, thats why we dance Principalpoop: it is hardwired then Principalpoop: the tribal drumbeats are echoed by the stones and the who Principalpoop: i am talking off the top of my head, and I am not a musician or dj H. Stones: i think so, loud rumble means, earthquake, stamped, avalanche, storm etc, this releases adrenalyn so we are ready to run away or fight, and dancing is the release if the deep sounds are rhythmic and repetitive Principalpoop: ahh makes sense H. Stones: dancing is running on the spot H. Stones: plus body contact with females H. Stones: or males Principalpoop: rhythmic and repetitvie, that is exactly what my last girlfriend said lol H. Stones: yes, my girlfriend buggered off too Principalpoop: her loss H. Stones: yes, i t ried to tell her H. Stones: but she was not going to break a habit of a lifetime and listen for once Principalpoop: lou rawls voice, you'll never find, another love like mine Principalpoop: yes, i was trying talk back and she could not stand for that Principalpoop: you have some fun BBC programs, I have looking at some of the documentaries at quicksilver Principalpoop: and this link H. Stones: well it looks like theres just us chickens now so i guess its time to split Principalpoop: wait let me find it H. Stones: the bbc radio four and radio 7 listen again is good too, Poop Principalpoop: quatermain from 1950s H. Stones: its a pity that the I player will not work over in the USA although you could get round that by using a proxy i think H. Stones: do you mean Quatermass ? Principalpoop:http://www.guba.com/watch/2000914756?duration_step=0&fields=23&filter_tiny=0&pp=40&query=quatermass&sb=10&set=-1&sf=0&size_step=0&o=0&sample=1211312265:8d2fc9b93551cf9b2f9286f2b2dcb020ae568d9e Principalpoop: yes, and the pit? do you know it? H. Stones: best Hammer Movie they ever made Principalpoop: super super show H. Stones: i was just a kid when the BBC first showed those plays but my dad was a sci fi buff and let me stay up to watch Principalpoop: ahh wow wow wow H. Stones: on radio 7 they are doing short stories by Arthur C Clarke and also Day of the Triffids Principalpoop: they only have 2 at that site, how many did they do? a real series? Principalpoop: i love sci fi, i will try it again Principalpoop: the bbc channels and radio H. Stones: i think there were three or four, first one started with these strange meteorites landing all over the place and local people acting weird and then disappearing Principalpoop: ewwww, cool loool H. Stones: turns out they were converting humans into alien food at an old refinery Principalpoop: ewwww H. Stones: the new Series of Doctor Who is pretty good too H. Stones: production values much improved and special effects are better Principalpoop: the old joke, they translate part of the alien book, it is entitled how to serve mankind lol H. Stones: yes, sorteed with a vinegret Principalpoop: i will give it a try, hard to imagine a new one, every time, same for sean connery as james bond Principalpoop: it is late, go, go and fare thee well H. Stones: 18:00-18:30 H. Stones: ok Mlord Poop, see you again soon, take care and have a good week mon ami Principalpoop: same to you mister stones Principalpoop: ciaoo H. Stones: byeee ||||||||| Catherwood says "11:19 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs H. Stones by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 12:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| cease - 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:
überRegenbogen
Bambi
Bambi_bumped
Bunnyboy
cease
Dexter Fong
Firebroiled
H. Stones
IronSides
Johnny Piano
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mr. Motion
Mudhead
Not_Sure
Principalpoop
RockyRaccoon
The Electrician
Tor Hershman
