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A Firesign Chat
08/14/2008

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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 August 14, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Seekers, they're taking over..', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:14 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Seekers, they're taking over..: PRIORITY FCC EMERGENCY SIGNAL GENERATE 200 KW CONE OF SILENCE BUFFER
Seekers, they're taking over..: EXECUTIVE ORDER IMMEDIATE: FROM today August 14th 2008 when the sun at 21 Leo opposes Neptune at 22 Aquarius UNTIL September 14th 2008 when the sun at 22 Virgo is just past opposition to Uranus at 20 Pisces.
Seekers, they're taking over..: Due to the extreme sensitivity of the broadcast energy spectrum and its political content during the next 30 days, it is necessary to perform a strategic maneuver in the air and ground continuum involving all radiated power differentials affecting air space suported by relationships prompted by the solar planetary alignments listed above at a listing of barometric humidity engaged at sea level grounding especially as noted as the beginning of the tropic firewall, a technical term that defines the security of broadcasting and other electric communication as a density of encodement required to maintain United States obligations by means of a temporary shunt inTo an encoded pattern code named: OPERATION CONE OF SILENCE. code response: WEATHER IT IS WORKING OR NOT.
Seekers, they're taking over..: EXECUTIVE ORDER: ------- _________------
Seekers, they're taking over..: Catherwood, announce me my cones of silence alien power tractor beacon.
||||||||| Catherwood announces Seekers, they're taking over..'s cones of silence alien power tractor beacon.
||||||||| Seekers, they're taking over.. hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Seekers, they're taking over..?! It's 6:17 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| ah,clem enters at 7:46 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| At 7:47 PM, ah,clem hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Mudhead', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:53 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Mudhead: Hello Dear....Friends?
Mudhead: Hai
||||||||| Catherwood ushers ah,clem in through the front door at 8:54 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'llanwydd', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:54 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Mudhead: hai llan
ah,clem: hi
llanwydd: WELCOME TO FIRESIGN CHAT! THANKS FOR COMING! MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME!
llanwydd: forgot who I was for a moment
ah,clem: lol
Mudhead: Yur u
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:56 PM and Dexter Fong sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mudhead: an Im me
llanwydd: how's everybody?
Mudhead: an hes Dex
llanwydd: and we are all together. goo goo goo joob
Dexter Fong: He's Dex? No! I'm Dex
Dexter Fong: He's Lex!!
||||||||| 8:58 PM: cease jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
llanwydd: Hey Cat
Dexter Fong: Olla Gato!!
Mudhead: and hes the Cat
ah,clem: hi Cat, Dex
cease: greetings
cease: is this all things firesign?
ah,clem: yes, Cat
Dexter Fong: Good Eve clem, llan and Muddski
cease: i was plannig on taking this cd with me on my one week car journey next week
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 14, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, your sidereal clock is side ways
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:01 PM"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood's imprecise time has left us speechless
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 9:03 PM, precisely!"
Dexter Fong: Shutup Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and inquires "Did you want something?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Tweenyschnook close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:03 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the Aviary.
Tweenyschnook: Oh I'm just a little fishy, swimming in the sea, and there's no hook out there that's smart enough to catch the likes of me.....
llanwydd: Hey Tween
Mudhead: hai Tween
cease: high tween
Tweenyschnook: lo dere :)
cease: much better than High School
Dexter Fong: Tweeny, are you baiting us
Tweenyschnook waits with baited breadth
Tweenyschnook waits with baited breadth
Tweenyschnook waits with baited breadth
Mudhead: Just another overpaid schnook in an underpaid job
llanwydd: where are all the others, in beijing?
llanwydd: I missed the games this time
llanwydd: I knew a guy who used to go to all the olympic games wherever they were
llanwydd: although I think he missed moscow
llanwydd: I'm monopolizing the conversation. sorry
llanwydd: and the terrible chat drought continues
Tweenyschnook: Caatherwood, please give LLanwydd a get out of jail free card
llanwydd: so you know that play too, hey tween
llanwydd: or is it on cni at this moment?
Tweenyschnook: Catherwood, please give LLanwydd a get out of jail free card
||||||||| Catherwood gets out of jail free card.
llanwydd: I can't believe this. nobody is talking!
Tweenyschnook: CNI is playing "All Things Firesign" (the NPR series)
llanwydd: sorry, I didn't mean nobody
Tweenyschnook: nobody, nohow...
llanwydd: that reminds me of an old song by bert williams
llanwydd: everybody must be listening very intently to All Things Firesign
cease: im talking on phone
llanwydd: aha
llanwydd: tween, is that "get out of jail free card" on All Things Firesign, because I remember it from someplace else
cease: want a get out of jail free card? ask george bush
Dexter Fong: Cat was talking to me...but he isn't any longer
cease: no, i'm suddenly short
Dexter Fong: So I'm free to take calls from listeners....
Tweenyschnook: I daresay he'll be handing out quite a few of those ;)
llanwydd: well, I'm not listening
Dexter Fong: That's okay...I' m not talking
Tweenyschnook: The Christmas recess should have a few interesting moments
cease: this is going to be on the nick danger box set
llanwydd: that reminds me, did you know that the US incarcerates more of its citizens than any other country?
llanwydd: it's true
Tweenyschnook: Should be quite the collector's item :)
Dexter Fong: llan: Thank god
Dexter Fong: =))
Tweenyschnook: Yes, I'd heard that LL
Tweenyschnook: (per capita)
llanwydd: thank god?
cease: speaking of oddities, i watched Wild in the Streets last night
Dexter Fong: Okay..Thank Allah
Tweenyschnook: That many fewer voters, Dex?
cease: it was like a very bad Le Trente Huit Cunegonde
llanwydd: isn't that a corny film?
Dexter Fong: Voters are potential crinimals
Tweenyschnook: I vaguely remember the story. Don't know if I've seen the movie
cease: it was on a DVD double bill with Gassssss, where-in everyone over 25 is killed is us biological warfare experiement
Tweenyschnook: Well, there's your habeas corpus...
cease: i had forgotten how many bad flicks were made in those days
Dexter Fong: I stayed up to almost 4 in the morning (duh) watching Wind in the Willows on PBS
cease: and to think i actuallyused to like country joe in the fish.
cease: such a distant aesthetic i can't recall it
Tweenyschnook: lol
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, gimme an "F"
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Someone mention my name?"
Tweenyschnook: They ended up being schnooks
llanwydd: country joe didn't do much besides woodstock did he?
cease: the fish cheer, had a funny song about harlem. thats about it
llanwydd: schnook is a word you don't hear too often these days
Dexter Fong: LLan: If he did Woodstock, 'twere enough
cease: krassner used to say country joe would be the last person in the us to sell out, but he eventually did
Mudhead: The Fish ended their career working in the Gefilte factory
llanwydd: I watch woodstock every couple of years
llanwydd: glad I wasnt there
cease: spekaing of the 60s, i just got Dr. Firesign's Follys
Dexter Fong: Muddie: Playing Jewish Weddings?
llanwydd: but I might have felt differently when I was younger
cease: ossman told me it made old people (like me?) remember their youth fondly
Mudhead: nah, just gettin pickled in the bottle
Dexter Fong: Cat: What's /how do you get Firesign Follies
Tweenyschnook: Still haven't read it yet
cease: i'm happy that i dont remember my youth
cease: i sent ossman a bunch of dollars in the mail. he sent me the book
Tweenyschnook: lol
cease: he told me the publisher is moving to japan so probably he'll have to sell the book himself
llanwydd: I was in a state of confusion throughout most of my youth
Tweenyschnook: Well, you'd always like to go back and give yourself advice
llanwydd: I can't say my youth is over. I'm only 46
Tweenyschnook: Great attitude, LL - 54 going on 20 here ;)
Dexter Fong: Tween: I did go back and gave myself advice...but I wouldn't listen
Mudhead: Im workin on the longest childhood ever
Tweenyschnook: Huh?
cease: when i was 46, my daughter was still alive. that's a Long time ago
llanwydd: well, I can dismiss my childhood
cease: did i mention i may not be here next week if i can't find a computer on the road?
Tweenyschnook: Thought you had an Apple laptop?
llanwydd: you are not likely to find a computer on the road
Dexter Fong: Cat: Maybe you can meet up with Honey if she's out on a wardrive
cease: i'm sure thaht'll meen that austin will show up
llanwydd: if you do it will be smashed
Tweenyschnook: probably ;)
cease: i have a laptop but wont be taking it with me.
Mudhead: I can leave one out by the curb
Tweenyschnook: Mr Clem's fading fast
cease: i was thinknig of hotels with computers or internet cafes but i dont know
Mudhead: Clem does that
llanwydd: public libraries have them
ah,clem: ...
cease: clem must be multitasking
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
llanwydd: when I stayed in a hostel in NYC a few weeks ago I was able to join firesign chat for a while
llanwydd: I think I got forty minutes for a dollar
cease: we'll be travelling with 2 dogs so I suspect we'll have to do a lot of driving to find motels that allow dogs
||||||||| Catherwood leads HoneySanchez into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:32 PM, then departs.
HoneySanchez: Hola folks :)
ah,clem: hola
Tweenyschnook: Mzzzzzzzz Sanchezzzzz
llanwydd: Hey HS!
cease: hola honey
||||||||| H. Stones sneaks in around 9:33 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Mudhead: Wheres yur travels leadin ya
cease: hi stones
llanwydd: good evening Stones!
Tweenyschnook: Sir Stones...
Mudhead: Hai Honey sweetums
H. Stones: Greetings, and a Happy Pakistani Independence day to you all
HoneySanchez: cease, i am sure you can find some internet cafes that have computers
cease: or is "high stones" redundant?
H. Stones: stones is very high at the moment because of recent environmental successes here
llanwydd: I'm all for pakistani independence
cease: i dont know honey but i'll look around. but we will be in some seriously rural places
cease: good news, stones
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:34 PM, then departs.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
H. Stones: motels and hotels have wi fi Cease
HoneySanchez: hello E
H. Stones: jo Elayne
cease: hi el
Mudhead: Hai Stones and Elayne
Tweenyschnook: Hey Ms E
llanwydd: hi Elayne!
cease: in rural canadian mountains, honey?
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
HoneySanchez: they also have computers in the lobbies, cease i am sure you will find acess
H. Stones: you need a Sat Phone cease
Dexter Fong: Hi STONES
HoneySanchez: oh i dont know about rural canadian mountains lol
H. Stones: greetings sir Fong
Mudhead: take a well deserved electronic free vacation cat
llanwydd: I've been in some rural parts of canada but never west of ontario
cease: el, i'll be in rurual bc next week and may or not have computer access and the following week i'll be at wrigley field hopefully watching cubs win
llanwydd: my family went camping at Black Lake in ontario when I was a kid
cease: so i may not see you until sept sometime
Elayne: Hey Unca Dex, I've been 'round your area on Fridays the last couple of weeks, that's why I haven't called. I get out of work at 3 on Fridays in the summer, and don't take the express bus home because of traffic...
cease: sounds like a horror movie, llan
Elayne: So it's easier to get the comics, then hop on the subway...
Dexter Fong: Montreal, Toronto, Thunder Bay, and windsor
H. Stones: Fong, where is Poop hiding i wonder ?
Elayne: Sounds like fun, Cat! Hope you catch us all up on any cool restaurants you come across upon your return.
llanwydd: not such a horror. it was pretty nice
Dexter Fong: stones: I don't know...I tells yah! I don't know!!
cease: very ujlikely in rural canada but the reason i'm going to chicago is to pig out on its best restaurants
llanwydd: southern quebec is pretty flat land actually
cease: the blog will be bulging with my impressions
H. Stones: hes online in MSN messenger but marked as away
llanwydd: that's especially a shock when you head up there from the adirondacks
H. Stones: i will provoke him on messenger and see if i can draw fire
Elayne: Oh yeah, Chicago's definitely the place for that...
cease: i have to go pick up my wife from the ferry so will be absent from keyboard for half an hour. will stay logged on
Mudhead: Reminds me of a camping trip I went on as a young'un, canoed the Rangley lakes in Maine along with my brother
HoneySanchez: we haf vays of makink you talk, meester Fong!
cease: see some of you in 30 minutes
Dexter Fong: Stones: Poop hasn't signed in here yet..and I don't ahve MSN msnger
llanwydd: ferry...cross the mersey...to new jersey....
Dexter Fong: Cat: I'll be here...not moving the car tonight
H. Stones: Brian says:
Elayne: Have fun, Cat - love to Fumiyo!
Dexter Fong: Brian Eno?
Dexter Fong: E: Has Robin started his dream job yet?
Elayne: Yes Dex, he's been working on it for some weeks now. He'll have another interview up soon, I'll post the link when it goes up.
Dexter Fong: E: Interview? Not a job interview?
Elayne: No Dex, interview as in "the press".
Tweenyschnook: Must be picking her up at the Brian Ferry
Elayne: The comic book media loves interviewing writers and artists.
Dexter Fong: E: Ah
llanwydd: haven't heard anything from brian ferry in quite a few years
llanwydd: never was a roxy fan
HoneySanchez: love is the drug
Dexter Fong: Nothing but Indians
Dexter Fong: Honey!! Didn't see you come in....Bien Venudo
HoneySanchez: I have been lurking in the corner with Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside HoneySanchez and asks "Something I can help with?"
HoneySanchez: howdy, dex
Dexter Fong: Bono Menudo
llanwydd: catherwood, turn down my air conditioner, please
||||||||| Catherwood downs llanwydd's air conditioner.
Dexter Fong: Howdy Mizz Sanchez...How's yah like to ride side saddle for a spell
llanwydd: lol
||||||||| 9:46 PM: Principalpoop 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!"
Principalpoop: How?
llanwydd: hi pricmp
Dexter Fong: There's the Poop!!!!
H. Stones: Greetings Sir Poop
Mudhead: Hey PP
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu were away from your MSN Messenger
Principalpoop: What is the rod?
Tweenyschnook: Evenin' P
Elayne: Hey PrinPoop!
HoneySanchez: afk for a moment
Dexter Fong: {pp[: The rod is 16 and 7/8ths of a stere
Principalpoop: i had a nap, i was back in the Navy, it was a nightmare, oops eveningmare, neighhh
Tweenyschnook: lol
Tweenyschnook: Blugher!!
Principalpoop: what hump?
Dexter Fong: But soft!! What hump lies over yonder house of ill repute
Tweenyschnook: Wasn't it on the other side?
Principalpoop: stereo daddyo
Dexter Fong: Bactrian Sahib
llanwydd: interesting. I dreamt last night of a place in canada that I went to when I was a kid and didn't remember the dream until I recounted that childhood memory right here a little while ago
llanwydd: perhaps that was not coincidental
Elayne: Llan, I wonder if that isn't where Cat's headed...
Principalpoop: a symptom of insanity llan, i would get that checked...
llanwydd: it was in my subconcious mind all day or something like that
Principalpoop: lol
Principalpoop: ask your Id, what does he say?
Dexter Fong: E: Cat's on the traIL OF bRITISH vANcOUVER'S Culinary cul-de-sacs
llanwydd: I get strange impressions sometimes
Principalpoop: on a thursday evening? e knows etter than hat
llanwydd: usually pleasant
Principalpoop: judy judy judy, that is my strange cary grant impression
Dexter Fong: Me two llan, Sometimes I do Shecky Green, or Harold LLoayd
Principalpoop: you dirty raaat
H. Stones: am talking with my spies in Beijing, bbs
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: anybody channelling buddy hackett?
Dexter Fong: Poop: I'm workin' blue
llanwydd: I'd love to hear your harold lloyd impression
Tweenyschnook: Who are likely Party operatives, Stones ;)
Principalpoop: blue's clues?
llanwydd: you should hear my lon chaney
HoneySanchez: I also am in communication with Stone's spy in Bejing
Tweenyschnook: I don't get UHF, P
Principalpoop: father or junior?
Dexter Fong puts on his horn rimmed glasses and climbs to the top of the Chrysler Building
Principalpoop: no no, that was king kong fong
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: ahh I am here, I wondered where I was
Principalpoop: thanks ahh, clem
Principalpoop: with fay wray
Dexter Fong: Ahhhh! Clem!!! The voice in the distance
llanwydd: ever noticed in every harold lloyd film, his character's first name is always harold but his last name is never lloyd
Principalpoop: he had a name?
Tweenyschnook: "You won't know where you are, but you'll never forget how you got there..." ~Goddess Air
Dexter Fong: llan: He was in the witness protection program
Principalpoop: i got a name, and carry with me like my daddy did
Elayne: That's pretty interesting, Llan. I guess that's where all those TV shows got the idea to use their star's first name but not their surname...
Dexter Fong: Sir Name? I'll Never!!!
Principalpoop: like TJ hooker and CPO Sharky?
Principalpoop: oh blinding light
Dexter Fong: Poop: Re Sharkey: Remake make's it 3CPO Sharkey
llanwydd: yeah, elayne. like lucy ricardo and dick petrie
Principalpoop: he was robbed
llanwydd: but lloyd used a different last name in every film
Elayne: Oh, it probably goes back even further than that, Llan.
Dexter Fong: And the Adam's family
Elayne: I think it was probably done in Mickey Rooney/Judy Garland movies too...
Principalpoop: cpo2 robot sharkie
Principalpoop: yes E
Principalpoop: we're marching marching
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: hi again
Principalpoop: no, got anything?
Tweenyschnook: Catherwood needs to check his watch
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:01 PM"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, tou are an idiot...it's 10:10
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong
cease: i got soime road apple red right here. scraped it off the road
Principalpoop: oh you mean you, sweet
Elayne: Hey Cat, how was Fumiyo's ferry?
HoneySanchez: wb, cease
cease: if you want to call a 12 minute boat ride a "ferry." we pretentuously call it a sea bus
cease: f is exhausted.
Dexter Fong: afk for refill #2
Elayne: I actually like "sea bus" better.
cease: her and her friends are putting on a Bit Event tomorrow night
cease: i'll have footage on my blog
Principalpoop: already fong? we may need to have the intervention folks
Elayne: Emotionally as well as physically exhausted, I assume. Lots of hugs to her.
cease: thre's this japanese researcher who;s been studying crystalization in water which he says is afected by thought
HoneySanchez: Sea Bus sounds like something Lloyd Bridges should star in
cease: i saw him in the flick What the X@#$ do we know?
cease: lol honey
Principalpoop: i was thinking about that the other day
HoneySanchez: yes Dr. Emoto
cease: anywqay, fumiyo and her gang are bringing him in to vancouver to give slide show tomorrow night. just had dinner with him tonight
cease: i met jhim this aft. i was surprised and dleighted and his precise english pronunciation
Principalpoop: can he help me with my ice cubes?
cease: positive thinking, poop
Principalpoop: ahh ok, that explains everything...
H. Stones: everything ?
Principalpoop: i thought the freezer was haunted
cease: it worked for norman vicent peel
Principalpoop: he invented the banana split
H. Stones: you always get a chill down the back in there poop, nothing to di with spirits
Principalpoop: lol
Elayne: Yikes, look at the time. Best go. Next week, all. Cat, have a great time!
Principalpoop: pull the current fred
H. Stones: bye Elayne
||||||||| Elayne departs at 10:07 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
H. Stones: have a good week
Principalpoop: have a super week E
Dexter Fong: ++Night Elayne
cease: you too el
cease: easier to do in nyc than in most other places
HoneySanchez: nite E
Principalpoop: wb fong
||||||||| Ben Bland waltzes in at 10:07 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
HoneySanchez: http://video.google.com/videosearch?hl=en&q=crazy%20indian%20video...buffalaxed&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=wv# for a good laugh
cease: sounds like a leadbelly tune
HoneySanchez: hiya Ben
Principalpoop: hi bender bland
llanwydd: Howdy Ben!
Dexter Fong: Ben..May I have the nest waltz?
cease: hi ben
Ben Bland blinks.
Dexter Fong bgins counting... one..two..thre..
cease: speaking of youtube, i'm going to post a vid of eric clapton playing I Shot the sherrif on my blog
llanwydd: waltz me around again benny
Dexter Fong steps on Ben's toes
cease: i searched youtube for it and found a version that it says is The Best Version,
cease: but it hink the one i got from japanese tv is better
Ben Bland grimaces.
HoneySanchez: I beleive that is my knocker, Ben!
cease: benny? who's got the bennies?
llanwydd: ben bland blinks. say that five times
Ben Bland: Blend Band?
H. Stones: Honey has particularly fine knockers
cease: no doubt
Mudhead: Bet you say that to all the girls
Ben Bland squints at teleprompter.
Dexter Fong: ;whispers "sorry Ben" You know U have't danced since.. oh you know...since harold died
cease: harold hedd? is he dead?
llanwydd: harold lloyd?
Ben Bland: Since my cat died?
cease: one of my favourite comix characters
||||||||| Around 10:12 PM, Tweenyschnook walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: Flouud Looyd's iminent death has benn averted
cease: lloyd's been dead a long time
llanwydd: well, harold lloyd by any other last name is still harold
Ben Bland: Sorry, cat
llanwydd: tweeny didn't even say goodbye
Ben Bland: My cat Harold
cease: was harold lloyd sorry to die? i wonder. i dont think my father was
Dexter Fong: Herk! The Harold.....Angels sing
cease: ah
Principalpoop: benny lava
HoneySanchez: lol benny lave
llanwydd: your father died, cat. I didn't know. sorry to hear
Dexter Fong: Announcing harold glod, harold frankincese, and harold myrrh
cease: in may
cease: he lived a long time.
H. Stones: Hark the Harold Angels Sing
llanwydd: I remember you said he was very old
cease: the last few years in constant pain and mental degeneration
HoneySanchez: my loony bun is fine
Dexter Fong: Stones: Let's go where the big bands play
Principalpoop: poop poop poop
llanwydd: my father is 78. I saw him the day before yesterday
Dexter Fong: afk fam
HoneySanchez: kk dex
llanwydd: my parents come up from florida for a vacation every summer
H. Stones: quick lock the door, fong is trying to escape again
llanwydd: if I can't escape, fong can't
cease: http://seemrealland.blogspot.com/2008/05/rip-fred-young.html
Principalpoop: we need an intervention, fong is afk for drinks too often..
H. Stones: but only when its his round
cease: sounds like they're still mobile
ah,clem: not feeling well, and very tired, so this will be the last movie tonight
Ben Bland looks like he doesn't understand anything that he's saying.
Principalpoop: where in florida
Principalpoop: sorry to hear that ahh, clem feel better
llanwydd: daytona
cease: ok clem. be healthy
H. Stones: sorry to hear that clem, hope you feel better soon
H. Stones: love to Bambi too
ah,clem: thanks
Principalpoop: red neck alley, nice beach
llanwydd: get better clem. nothing like a long nights sleep (followed by a long mornings sleep) to recuperate
Ben Bland looks like he can pronounce the words that he's reading from the teleprompter, but he doesn't understand what they mean.
llanwydd: I haven't seen too many rednecks there except during bike week
||||||||| Catherwood leads Donk7 into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:18 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: ok, take 5, can makeup do something about the glare on bens head? and give him another pill
Ben Bland thinks President Bush looks like that, too.
Principalpoop: hi donk
cease: what are all these mexicans doing here?
llanwydd: and like you say, it is a nice beach. I like to drive on it when I go down there
ah,clem: hi Don
cease: hi donk
HoneySanchez: sorry to hear you aren't feeling good, clem feel better soon!
HoneySanchez: hello Donk
Donk7: hey All
H. Stones: Stones dare not say what he thinks Bush looks like lest it cause an international incident
HoneySanchez: come on Stones, let us all know :)
Ben Bland: You're Canadian, Stones?
Principalpoop: decode your answer now
llanwydd: I was reading all about bush's checkered past on the internet today
cease: i think i'm the only canuck here
Principalpoop: checkers was nixons dogs
llanwydd: he probably has a more checkered past than any president since andrew jackson
Ben Bland: We should all go to my guest house in Baja and cause some international incidents there.
H. Stones: I am a Brit, Ben, but no ones perfect
Principalpoop: related to brit hume?
llanwydd: now, if obama is elected, he will be the only president with an utterly spotless record
Ben Bland: Be my guest at the beach in sunny Baja.
Principalpoop: jimmy carter, except he lusted in his heart
H. Stones: President Tush wants to stoke up another Cold War, its good for business
Principalpoop: but he had billy hehe
llanwydd: there seems not to be a black spot on all of obama's life history
HoneySanchez decodes......'you put the goat in there the yellow goat i ate'
Donk7: jimmy carter also hit that poor rabbit over the head, that tried to get into his row boat
cease: i was in baja in feb. got sunburned
H. Stones: i think Peanuts Carter was relatively benigh as a president
Ben Bland: Did I see you there, cat?
Principalpoop: baja? haha haha hahahaha cough cough
||||||||| 10:23 PM: Dave & Katie jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
llanwydd: carter did more good after he was president
cease: probably not. i spent all my time there on a whale watching boat
llanwydd: Hey Dave and Katie!
H. Stones: slaps Poop on back to relieve his cough
HoneySanchez: hi dave woof woof katie
cease: hey katie and dave
Principalpoop: ahh dave and katie, hi and woof
H. Stones: Hive D and K
Ben Bland: The Peanuts Museum is in Santa Rosa, California.
Dave & Katie: evening folks, it's us, woof woof wagg wagg from the wonderdog
Principalpoop: why 2 hands stones and why on my shoulders?
Dexter Fong: Back.....and fourth
HoneySanchez: catherwood bring me a billy beer
||||||||| Catherwood gets HoneySanchez a billy beer.
Ben Bland: schulz
Donk7: hey dave and katie
H. Stones: simple reason Poop, couldnt quite reach your neck
cease: stones, not just benighn. i was teaching english in van during the iranian revolution and sandinista victory and if reeagan had been in power instead of carter, the us would have sent it soldiers to prop up the shaw and somoza
llanwydd: billy was a character, wasn't he?
Principalpoop: schiltz is the one beer to have, when you are having more than one
Mudhead: hai Dave & Katie
llanwydd: somoza?
H. Stones: i liked Carter and still do
Dexter Fong: Hello Don K7..I hope your programming is satisfactory
cease: you means Peanuts Shultz? just read bio of him
H. Stones: cannot say the same for Tush
Ben Bland: catherwood bring me a schulz
||||||||| Catherwood gets Ben Bland a schulz.
Dave & Katie: uh oh, talking about things before my time!eeek!
cease: you want a peppermint patty with that?
Principalpoop: i know nothing, oops schultz
llanwydd: charles schlitz
H. Stones: to know the future, Dave, study the past
Ben Bland: He lived in Sebastapol, which is near Santa Rosa.
Dexter Fong: Dave and K!!!Jesus!!!!
cease: not quite but maybe the canine version
llanwydd: you predict the future every time you take a step
Principalpoop: dont blasphemy fong
Dexter Fong: Snails!!
H. Stones: give me my step back immediatley llan
cease: i want to go to the shulz museum in santa rosa when i'm next in cal
Dexter Fong: And Adventure!!!
cease: sounds like my play, llan
llanwydd: I didn't say that originally but I said something like it
Dexter Fong: There is but one Fong and Fong is his name
Principalpoop: sure is spooky in here
cease: do snails have adventures?
llanwydd: I did like that quote, cat
Principalpoop: watch that escargot zoom
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOU"RE IN THE GHETTO Dude
Ben Bland: sure is Snoopy in there
H. Stones: are you one of the Hong Kong Fongs, Fong or the Frisco Fongs who are vaguely related
Ben Bland squints at teleprompter.
llanwydd: the fong tong
Principalpoop: taking it to the streets
cease: the won ton fongs
HoneySanchez looks in there yes indeedy spooky'
Principalpoop: famous bong makers
Dexter Fong: stones: You *Must* meet my Grandfather
cease: Hai, Fong. Have a B-52
Dexter Fong: Sinister Fong
H. Stones: and receive "an offer i cannot understand" i think not Fong
llanwydd: I must meet your grandfather, too, dex
llanwydd: he must be a big boy by now
Principalpoop: fong resembles charlie chan, on a bad hair day
Dexter Fong: And My Grandmother; Ambidextrous Fong
H. Stones: not so big llan, just tall, thats all
llanwydd: both my grandfathers were dead by the time I was 17
Ben Bland: Dexter Fong is a master of disguise.
llanwydd: and both my grandmothers were living when I was 39
H. Stones: you must have been a shock to them llan
Dexter Fong: How many years is I &?
cease: My father's father died in 1925, long before my time
llanwydd: I remember both my grandfathers
llanwydd: my father's father was a cruel bastard from what I've heard
cease: id need a time machine to do that
H. Stones: I and I is long in the tooth, Fong so say Jah Rastafari
Dexter Fong: But most of all, I remeber Mama
llanwydd: my mother's mother was not
Principalpoop: gosh so was mine, so I heard
llanwydd: I mean her father
HoneySanchez: my grandfather rode a unicycle in the
Donk7: i remember two of my great grandparents
HoneySanchez: rose parades
Principalpoop: he probably knew my mom's uncle, he did that too
H. Stones: i didnt know your pa was a politician, Honey
Principalpoop: and taugh the san diego police how to shoot
HoneySanchez: lol close he was a mason
Dexter Fong: Mama's name was Sven or Big swede or something lke that
cease: was he one of the bozos on the bus, honey?
Principalpoop: blondie
H. Stones: ah, you mean an original Keystone Cop ?
HoneySanchez: yes!!
llanwydd: my mother's father was a shriner
Ben Bland: Did the Rose Parade people allow him to ride a unicycle on the bus?
llanwydd: he quit going to meetings around 1930
Principalpoop: that would make you a shrimper llan
Dexter Fong: My father gave my mama a shiner
llanwydd: LOL
Ben Bland: Inside it? Or on top of it?
Mudhead: My father musta known a buncha masons, he was always gettin laid
HoneySanchez: yes he was a talented bozo, ben
HoneySanchez: lol dex
H. Stones: my father ran away before i was born, cannot blame him really
Principalpoop: jackie and perry?
Dexter Fong: Muddy : LOL
Ben Bland: The bus, I mean.
Principalpoop: that is evidence of clairvoyance stones hehe
llanwydd: would you rather be a bozo than a zip?
Ben Bland: Was the bus garlanded with flowers?
cease: clairvoyant stones? like crystals?
H. Stones: you must be psychic Poopster
Ben Bland: Did he ride his unicycle on top of it?
cease: in the rolling stone article on the firesigns, they did a long riff explaining what bozos, zips, etc are
Principalpoop: crystal is ok, easier to clean than silver
HoneySanchez: on it in it around it yes flowers
llanwydd: well, I'm a psychic popstar
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give Miss Clair Voyant Stones a comfortable chair
||||||||| Catherwood gets miss clair voyant stones a comfortable chair.
cease: its interesting to see into the backstory of these albums, the worlds we encounter had to gestate in the brains of the 4 or 5 before an album could come forth
Principalpoop: they spelled it wrong at the hospital, it said psychotic instead of pschick
Ben Bland: Psychic friend or foe?
H. Stones: Clair adjust her Tiara and calls for a large Gin
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, p;ease remove Miss Clair Voyant Stones's SKIRT
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and yells "My ears are burning..."
llanwydd: catherwood, what is the capital of antarctica?
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to llanwydd and mumbles "Something I can help with?"
cease: penguinopolus
Principalpoop: how is clair?
H. Stones: stop mumbling Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks over to H. Stones and says "Someone mention my name?"
llanwydd: LOL Cat
Principalpoop: take the bag
H. Stones: shes very voyant at the moment,
Principalpoop: i knew she would do that
llanwydd: bon voyant
Principalpoop: the high speed vibrating clocks took over the house
llanwydd: wonder where the two BBs are tonight
ah,clem: good night all
cease: are they doing repo now?
ah,clem :)
Ben Bland: catherwood bring me a psychic friend who can sing
||||||||| Catherwood gets Ben Bland a psychic friend who can sing.
Principalpoop: best of luck ah, clem
llanwydd: nite clem!
cease: banks cant afford real repo men, so they send clocks?
cease: sounds like a nick danger adventure
Principalpoop: pull the curtain fred
Donk7: good nite CLEM
H. Stones: i had a lot of zizzing and zazzing with the tropical fishes
HoneySanchez: dionne warwick, ben?
||||||||| ah,clem dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ah,clem?! It's 10:41 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
llanwydd: hey, we've got three BBs, don't we?
HoneySanchez: nite clem
cease: did dave and katie ever say anything?
Principalpoop: i'll never fall in love again
HoneySanchez has bugs on her screen
cease: a man usually doesnt say that to a dog, poop
llanwydd: bunnyboy, bubba's braind and ben bland
Ben Bland: Do You Know the Way to San Jose?
llanwydd: my spelling is an atrocity
H. Stones: maybe so, cease, but what does a man say to a dog ?
Principalpoop: toad away,
Principalpoop: no, i have been away so long, ask the witchita lineman
Mudhead: is it over ?>>
cease: compared to whom, llan?
H. Stones: is he still on lthe line Poop ?
Mudhead: omgosh its late
cease: woof woof
llanwydd: well, not compared to some war atrocities but...
Principalpoop: glencampbell glenkerry
Donk7: Dave & Katie: Dave & Katie: evening folks, it's us, woof woof wagg wagg from the wonderdog
Mudhead: Im turnin in
cease: dogs do understand some words. cats too but fewer
Principalpoop: sleep well mud
H. Stones: turning into what Mud ?
cease: off you turn, mud
llanwydd: Nite, Muddy!
Mudhead: nite all
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 10:44 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
H. Stones: see you later Mud
HoneySanchez: turning into what though, muddhead
HoneySanchez: nyte mudhead
Dexter Fong: I got timed out and I swear!! He never hit me!!! I toook a really long nine count and I'm back on my feet and in a neutral corner
Principalpoop: should I cut you fong?
llanwydd: I had a great uncle who used to say "an old clodknocker's got to get on the pole" before he went to bed
llanwydd: he was a farmer
Principalpoop: got a frog under your eye fong?
Ben Bland: Algorithm. Who could ask for anything more?
Dexter Fong: Poop! No you fool!! Heal me!!
HoneySanchez: but but what does that mean, llan?
Dexter Fong: Put my hand on your radio
cease: so thats your excuse, dex?
Principalpoop: ahh come on, let me cut you, please?
llanwydd: LOL Ben
H. Stones: how about performance rights, Ben ?
Ben Bland looks puzzled.
Dexter Fong: Ex Cuse, moi? I think not
llanwydd: get on the pole means go to bed in the deep south
Principalpoop: boys and girls together, me and nellie orourke
cease: a place far away from both poles
Dexter Fong: Poop: Who was the girl, you or Nellie
Ben Bland: Nick Danger solves the Case of the Stolen Joke.
H. Stones: sounds like an innuendo to me llan
HoneySanchez: it sounds a bit smutty
cease: and many pollacks
Principalpoop: ok, get back in there, and keep your left up, and your right up, and stick your left foot in and shake it all around fong
cease: i hope the lads do some PUBLICITY for their new nick danger box
llanwydd: I think it refers to the way a rooster sleeps on a pole
Principalpoop: don't ask and don't tell, silly
cease: at the price its selling for, i think publicity will be a necessity
Ben Bland appears confused.
HoneySanchez: ahhh
Dexter Fong: Cat: Hey!! I'm fighting for the title here!! I don't have time for Tom Foolery
llanwydd: my relatives didn't talk smutty
Principalpoop: honey is have fun, hehe
cease: in the range of $50. thats a lot for stuff most fans already have
llanwydd: not in front of the whole family anyway
Dexter Fong: Poop: Honey have all your fun
cease: you thikn honey is fun to a bee, or just work?
Principalpoop: smutty? what the fuck kind of word is that asshole?
HoneySanchez: Tom Foolery is the next guy you are to fight, Dex
H. Stones: Hang down your head Tom Foolery, they dont wirte em like that no more
llanwydd: I knew tom foolery
Principalpoop: oops, this chat is not censored, sorry
cease: wasnt he a congressman?
HoneySanchez: hahaha poop
cease: hang down your head tom foolery
llanwydd: oh you're thinking of tom foley
Ben Bland glances at producer worriedly.
Dexter Fong: Poop: A smutty is an imature SCHMUCK
Principalpoop: you are thinking of foley, from the second boys in the alley
H. Stones: Bollocks !!!
cease: oh, the kids inthe hall?
Principalpoop: ahh, you goyum you
llanwydd: no, isn't a smutty a kind of scone with jam inside?
Principalpoop: the second city alley I thought, but ok
Dexter Fong: Some of the kids are in the hall, the rest are in a high school production of SCTV
HoneySanchez: mmmmmmm scones with jam
Ben Bland: Go to a commercial?
Principalpoop: skone is the danish word for wife, watch your language llan
HoneySanchez: catherwood bring me a smutty with clotted cream
||||||||| Catherwood gets HoneySanchez a smutty with clotted cream.
Ben Bland: No?
llanwydd: LOL
llanwydd: maybe I was thinking of a butty
llanwydd: or buttie
Principalpoop: wing it ben, pulls fingers apart like making taffy gesture
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring Ben Bland a smutty with clotted cleam
||||||||| Catherwood brings ben bland a smutty with clotted cleam.
HoneySanchez: a butty is a sandwich
H. Stones: so is a Sarney
cease: speaking of clotted cream, austin has a wonderful story called Yesterday's News on his Tales from the Old Detective album that mentions clotted cream in a most evocative sense
Principalpoop: nooo, but hehehe noo
llanwydd: clotted cream sounds disgusting but it tastes very good
Principalpoop: what is in a sarney?
Dave & Katie: hey, I need advice from the older crowd
H. Stones: yes, i think it refers to doughnuts too, cease
Principalpoop: and you came here? olalala
Dexter Fong: Poop: An offsping of David Sarnoff
cease: ah, dave's here
Ben Bland: catherwood get me a new agent
||||||||| Catherwood gets Ben Bland a new agent.
cease: i ddint know that
Dave & Katie: anyone have aim or msn messenger I could talk to them? and are good with relationship issues? no, no, it's not mine, I'm not in one
llanwydd: the old butler is very conciliatory tonight
llanwydd: comparatively
Dexter Fong: Speak Dave and kattie and all shall be concel...er uh revelealed
cease: i have no such service, and no such talent, d&k
cease: but at least you know the austin tales of the old detective discs
Principalpoop: tell us about your sex life first, leave out no details...
cease: you rmber the Yesterdays News story?
llanwydd: I have msntv2 but I don't know if I have messenger
H. Stones: give me you email address and i will put you on my MSN list, or you could try skype which is better Dave
Dexter Fong: D&K: My advisce? Get in writing with a lawyer preent
Principalpoop: yes, witnesses, call me when you want me
Principalpoop: hehe
llanwydd: now that I think of it, I do, and stones is on my msn list
Dexter Fong: Call me when you get out
Dexter Fong: heh heh
llanwydd: I actually don't think anyone else is
Dave & Katie: well, I just told a good friend, who I have loved as more than a friend for the past 3 years or so, that i'm honestly not sure the relationship she's in at the moment is good for her, now I have my reasons for why I've held on for so long even though she's treated me like shit honestly, and I also have my reasons for why I think it's an unhealthy relationship, but I'm afraid she's mad at me, she's not online anymore, which might be because she is on dialup
Dave & Katie: email is dcbahr@hotmail.com stones
H. Stones: i am bjackson0308@hotmail.com
HoneySanchez: zunibluesky@hotmail.com you can get ahold of me there
Dave & Katie: listening now to stevie wonders, "have a talk with god," I wish I believed in one and I would, but prayer and god have never been my thing
cease: youre not alone in that, dave
Principalpoop: my theory is about the brain and the heart and the dick. you need all three on the same page... hehe
Dexter Fong: D&K" The truth is...no=one wants to here that their choice of partners is unhealthy...they *ALWAYS* have to see it first themselves...then they can talk
llanwydd: I haven't heard anything new from stevie wonder lately
Dave & Katie: just vented and added you both to my contacts
cease: wasnt he supposed to get new eyes?
HoneySanchez: good, dave :)
Ben Bland: I'm still being sponsored by TMZ General Corp.
cease: new techno eyes?
Principalpoop: really?
cease: i thikn he played vancouver recently. dont really follow music
Principalpoop: you are pulling my leg cat
cease: lol ben
Dexter Fong: Poop: I think I've seen your foreword in some porno I was read...I came across
cease: no i'm not. google it yourself
Dave & Katie: oh I know that, but she asked if I thought it wasn't a good relationship, we tell each other everything, or so I thought, so I gave her my reasons, hence why I was away, sorry thi sounds so emo guys, I'm really not like this all the time, I swear, ask ken!
Ben Bland: Isn't everybody?
cease: i saw it on some tv news show but not recently
Principalpoop: cool
Principalpoop: i used to give advice to the lovelorn, no good ever came of it hehe
llanwydd: well, I'm getting tired. great to see you all again and I'll check back next thirsty as yousual
Principalpoop: i am out of that business
cease: maybe thats why he's been keeping a lower profile, adjusting to sight. or maybe it didnt work
Dexter Fong: D&K: We'd ask Kend^ but he's never around...but anyway, that's an area you'd best steer clear of...personal relationships
Principalpoop: a super week llan
cease: keep on thirsting,
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
HoneySanchez: nite llan
Dexter Fong: Night llan, and may the vermonter's moon shine bright tonight
Principalpoop: moon over nagasuckit
HoneySanchez: the moon IS bright tonight here in the land of enchantment
Dexter Fong: That ah no moon...that ah B52 ah bomber
Ben Bland: The beach house in Baja is where I go to steer clear of personal relationships.
Ben Bland: Are we still on?
Principalpoop: that is where they make doritos
Dave & Katie: well, i know, personal relationships, but I have a lot of friends who ask me advice about them, the girl in question has no come back online, she wouldn't let me talk to her on the phone, I had to type out about 3 pgs worth of text, sigh, now sh'es gone
Dexter Fong: The martini in manhattan is where I go
H. Stones: yes, Ben, but poop is on Doritos
Principalpoop: i tried the baked doritos, what a scam
Dexter Fong: www.doritos.com
Ben Bland: http://www.ploung.com/ben's_house.htm
Dexter Fong: I think we just got plugged]
cease: dont you have to be baked to want to eat a dorito?
HoneySanchez: i know i do, cat
cease: maybe she wants someone else's advice than yours, dave
Dexter Fong: This is Fong!! We have a dozen baked soritos insisting they are citizens
cease: well if so, i'd want to eat doritos all the time, as compared the usual Never
Principalpoop: Curt Gowdys long lost brother, wow
||||||||| Ben Bland rushes off, saying "11:06 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Dexter Fong: These Doritans wnat to charter and fly a plnae to New York
Dave & Katie: apparently so cat
cease: dont dwell on it, dave.
Dexter Fong: Night Ben
H. Stones: have a good week Ben
cease: by ben
Principalpoop: listen to isn't it a pity by george harrison
Principalpoop: good luck ben
Dave & Katie: but she wanted to know my reasons, I told her, if she just wants to tell me to fuck off and lead her own life, or if she's crying about it now, then she shouldn't have asked for my reasons, is my thinking
cease: thats from when he could still write songs
cease: people are unclear, dave.
Principalpoop: yep, he is gone too
Dexter Fong: D&K: Personal relationships are not neccessarily ruled by logic
cease: some just more so than others
Principalpoop: ?? fong? words of wisdom?
cease: expecting people to be logical is like expecting them to fly
Dexter Fong: some less so than others
H. Stones: an oxymoron Poop
Principalpoop: it is has been so long, i forget who wears the handcuffs
Dexter Fong: Poop: Fong not cast pearly before *EVERY* swine
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Donk7 - dead from measles
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H. Stones: i should imagine Pearly is pretty pissed off about it by now
Principalpoop: measles and plague, ugh
HoneySanchez: dropping like flies we are
H. Stones: Luxury Poop
Dexter Fong: Pearly wonderful understudy but acannot cast her as lead
Principalpoop: ask the copper to do it instead
H. Stones: Pearly Wonderful, yes i remember her, didnt she work with Doris Day
Dexter Fong: Has anybody here actually seen a fly drop
H. Stones: yes i have
Principalpoop: i saw a sword fish
HoneySanchez has seen fly droppings...
H. Stones: we chase flytippers out of town hereabouts
Dexter Fong: Stones: No, with Neil Knight
H. Stones: didnt catch his name fong, just chased him
Dexter Fong tips his fly to Stones
Principalpoop: sister nellly knight, i tripped the light fantastic with her
HoneySanchez is having a hard time typing sideways & in the dark...
Dexter Fong: Show Poop a light and he's fantastic wherever it lead
cease: was she better than a bishop?
Principalpoop: put your arm over and your leg over there, ohh perfect
Dexter Fong: Excuse Me Honey..You can get up off the side saddle anytime
Principalpoop: yes, but nothing beats a pope
H. Stones: Show Poop Lite, hmm not tried that program is it any good Fong ?
HoneySanchez: oh ok heh
Dexter Fong: Stones: We have a contract with all the network reality shows ...We can get all the poop lite we need
cease: a Czeck mate
Principalpoop: working on those night moves honey?
HoneySanchez: lol dex
H. Stones: Poop Lite is not as attractive as Moon Lite ?
Dexter Fong: Stones: Moon Lite *Light* is copywrited
H. Stones: can you get Poop Lite in Canada, Cease or is it all poop up there ?
Dave & Katie: alright, I'm done being melodramatic, and if anyone replied to my last comments, I didn't catch them I was grooming the dog and cleaning her ears, yes, that's what I really was doing, that's not some sexually charged phrase, grin
Principalpoop: and tips of her own, sitting way high, way up firm and high
Dexter Fong: Needed a "Double O" word
Dexter Fong: like Groom Light
Principalpoop: cat and fong had words of advice, don't dwell, relationships not logical..
Principalpoop: that about covers it
cease: from our govt its pretty much poop city
Dexter Fong blushes an increases his feew
Dexter Fong: fees
Dexter Fong: or food
Dexter Fong: double "O"
Dexter Fong: Good
Dexter Fong: Mood
cease: feewfees, is that like our Newfies?
Dexter Fong: Noorwegian Wood
Principalpoop: i saw something about canada lately and thought of you cat, what the hell was it?
Dexter Fong: A travelogue about wheat
Principalpoop: i do the same with england and new mexico, stones and honey
Dexter Fong: The same what?
Principalpoop: canadian government was doing something silly
Dexter Fong: englaand, neew mexicoo, stoones and hooney?
Principalpoop: that info is only available for members who are up to date in their dues fong
Dexter Fong: Elenora dues fong
Principalpoop: albacore
Dexter Fong: The Parisian pariah
Dexter Fong: afk for 3
Dexter Fong: #3
Principalpoop: i know number 1 and number 2, i don;t want to know what number 3 is
cease: canadian govt very good at that
Principalpoop: not as good as ours, but yes
Principalpoop: ahh, now I remember, they need lots of foreign workers to open and develope the shale oil, laws are being bent left and right
cease: i saw critical piece on i i thikn abc news tonight about tar sands. very imprreessed
cease: you have shale in the us, we have tar sands
Principalpoop: same difference, but ok
HoneySanchez: the natives are not happy about tapping the tar sands
cease: reminds me of another great story on the said austin disc, wihch has a scene at the la brea tar pits
Principalpoop: i have been there
Principalpoop: gruesome
cease: no, honey, out natives are pissed off. if they win in court, the whole oil sands things may not come to halt, but it will be seriously stalled
Dexter Fong: pOOP: yOU AH NUMBAH THLEE
HoneySanchez: i hope so cat
Principalpoop: lol
Principalpoop: i was afraid that was the answer hehe
cease: tribal rights have been wiining in court here for a long time.
Principalpoop: i am not a number, i am a useless dolt
cease: the organized first nations communities that fight for their rights win more often than not
HoneySanchez: they can grow hemp for biofuels there
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu are ah dolt numbah thlee
cease: and other things, honey
HoneySanchez: yes
Principalpoop: they are going against the big boys, money talks...
Principalpoop: yes i am an ah dolt, or I could not get in my pron sites
Dexter Fong: "sings" Give me some hemp from some stouthearted humps
Dexter Fong: "and I'll show you some stoutheatd buds
cease: this bud's for you
Principalpoop: i used to throw seeds and stems away
Dexter Fong: separate the females from he-males and she males
Principalpoop: some of those seeds would have been worth some money, gudt stuff
Dexter Fong: and you'll never catch the mumps
cease: speakng of buds, i see cheech and chong are coming to vancouver. i guess that means theyre on tour
HoneySanchez: my battery is nearly dead so i must be off goodnight friends
Principalpoop: again?
cease: they havent toured in at least 20 years
Principalpoop: night night honey, zeehaw
cease: didnt even talk to each other
HoneySanchez: see you next week till then adios
cease: good night, honey
Principalpoop: i thought so, cheech made it big on tv
H. Stones: I must away for now guys, my hands are tired of typing but conferencing on skype is in session
Dexter Fong: Honey: Always carry a spare battry for those personal appliances
||||||||| At 11:31 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, HoneySanchez!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: hehe
cease: of you go, stones
H. Stones: hava a good and safe week all
Principalpoop: ciao stones
Principalpoop: you too
cease: you too
Dexter Fong: tones
Principalpoop: how many tones?
Dexter Fong: D&K, Answered your msg
Principalpoop: i am losing momentum here
Dexter Fong: Poop: Here!! Let me push you!!!
Principalpoop: hold that bus, i will jump ship too, have a super week
Principalpoop: ciaoo
Dexter Fong: Chow two Poop
cease: off we go
Dexter Fong: Yes we do
cease: see you either next week or in sept
||||||||| 11:36 PM -- cease left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Okay Cat, travel safe and fine dining =))
||||||||| 11:36 PM -- H. Stones left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Well, I know Poop has left for all intents and purposes, how about you Dave and Katie
Dexter Fong: Okay then, I'm outta her two
Dexter Fong Dexter Fong pulls out
Dexter Fong: without signalling
Dexter Fong: but skillfully avoids a fender bender
Dexter Fong: Bye bye Eleanor
Dave & Katie: hey all, leaving for the night, but glad I could get on chat tonight, great to be back, if only for a brief time
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Dave & Katie - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Johnny Piano', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 1:47 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Johnny Piano: I know I'm sneaking in late, but I just saw something online tonight that should make everyone that visits here smile...
Johnny Piano: According to MusicTap.net, Shout Factory is releasing the BOX OF DANGER on September 30.
Johnny Piano: Jot that date down, kids, and look for a good source to place an order with...
||||||||| 1:49 AM -- Johnny Piano left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Johnny Piano close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 1:52 AM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule.
Johnny Piano: http://www.shoutfactory.com/press/298/the_firesign_theatres_box_of_danger_the_complete.aspx
||||||||| Around 1:52 AM, Johnny Piano walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Firebroiled bounds in at 2:20 AM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Firebroiled: with a special oxygen danger- indicator level.
And here, of course, your own personal remote-controlled, picture-sized color TV
As you see, this car’s been equipped with a complete line of extras,
designed with your mind in mind!
Here, for instance, an all-weather climate control in red, blue or green, ,
Firebroiled: with matching brass knobs!
Just reach above the bar and press the button right there
under the handy laminated imitation masonite Wild-West gun rack
with the look of real wood, for the channel of your choice!
||||||||| It's 2:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Firebroiled - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah,clem
Ben Bland
cease
Dave & Katie
Dexter Fong
Donk7
Elayne
Firebroiled
H. Stones
HoneySanchez
Johnny Piano
llanwydd
Mudhead
Principalpoop
Seekers, they're taking over..
Tweenyschnook URL References:
http://seemrealland.blogspot.com/2008/05/rip-fred-young.html
http://video.google.com/videosearch?hl=en&q=crazy%20indian%20video...buffalaxed&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=wv#
www.doritos.com
http://www.ploung.com/ben's_house.htm
http://www.shoutfactory.com/press/298/the_firesign_theatres_box_of_danger_the_complete.aspx

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"