Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
08/21/2008

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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 21, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood leads Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS! inside, makes a note of the time (4:50 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS!: Are you aware of THIS link? Apparently a missing link of some kind, but Pappoon is running again. For President, I presume. And for VICE President. Anybodies guess, but it ISN'T Rocky Roccoco. http://www.cafepress.com/firesign/5836867
Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS!: Catherwood, take me to the news room for more on Tropical Storm Fay as she drenches Florida and attacks the panhandle tomorrow.
||||||||| Catherwood takes Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS! to the news room for more on tropical storm fay as she drenches florida and attacks the panhandle tomorrow.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 5 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS!: If there is a tomorrow. You know the Mayans said the calendar will end in 2012? I know Neptune will transit into Pisces and Uranus will transit into Aries and Jupiter will accelerate through Taurus into Gemini at twice the speed of Jupiter and 8 months later Saturn will enter Libra. But if you research that at GOOGLE as what is 2012 A.D. you'll find a lot of things have been said about it and it could be a reason to resurrect the end of the world sketches from Radio Now's coverage of the end of the Millennium that happened during Give Me Immortality or Give Me Death. opyrighted title. Well, it could be the end or ONLY the beginning. Does that mean there will be no more news than this? None of the candidates have announced they're running mates, except John Edwards, funny he isn't even running, but I would if I were him, and the Democrats start convene-ing on Monday. Well good luck googling that. I'ld rather GOOGLE 2012 and the Theory of Relativity. Wooden Shoe? Take it away, Ray Hambergeaire.
||||||||| Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS! leaves at 5:02 AM, 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..."
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 5:42 AM and RAY HAMBERGAIRE wit Videos waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
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RAY HAMBERGAIRE wit Videos: Don't worry, the world won't really end in 2012. JUST THE FLIPSIDE.
RAY HAMBERGAIRE wit Videos: Catherwood, flip me out.
||||||||| Catherwood flips RAY HAMBERGAIRE wit Videos out.
||||||||| Catherwood says "5:44 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs RAY HAMBERGAIRE wit Videos by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Firebroiled enters at 7:12 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
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 Austin.
Firebroiled: Who's key is that in . . ??
||||||||| Around 7:14 AM, Firebroiled walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 11:06 AM, dragging roya by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:11 AM and royajh bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| It's 11:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| royajh - dead from the common cold
||||||||| roya - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:42 PM and Mudhead bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mudhead: Welcome Dear Friends
||||||||| Outside, the 8:49 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Merlyn: hey mud
||||||||| Catherwood escorts llanwydd into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:52 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: howdy folks
Merlyn: hi llan
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:53 PM and late as usual, it's Tweeny, just back from Austin."
llanwydd: hey tween
llanwydd: I see you are streamlined tonight
Tweeny: Hi LL
Tweeny: I guess you know JL's in the hospital, so no show tonight
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:54 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
llanwydd: I didn't know
Tweeny: Hi cease
Merlyn: hi cat
Merlyn: I didn't know either
Tweeny: JL's in the hospital, so no show tonight
cease: terrible news, tween
Tweeny: Complications from Lyme disease again
Tweeny: He's been using his iPaq, so he may stop in
cease: not good at all
Tweeny: A real bear
Tweeny: Been affecting his nervous system. He's having trouble breathing
Tweeny: And his blood pressure shot way up again
cease: i hope he's in better shape than klok and tiny were, and taking care of it
Tweeny: Well, he seems to be in very good hands
llanwydd: that's good
Tweeny: Klok naver made it to the hospital, as far as I know
cease: yes, neither of them had a bambi
Tweeny: Quite ;)
Tweeny: biab
cease: although tiny had a girl friend
llanwydd: my sister had lyme disease years ago but she pulled through all right
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 21, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
llanwydd: its
llanwydd: its all right catherwood, we
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past llanwydd
llanwydd: we're already here
llanwydd: I'm getting uncoordinated with my keyboad
llanwydd: you know what I mean
cease: wouldnt lyme problems be dependent on how healthy you are when you contact it
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and Bubba's Brain steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
cease: me more than most people, llan
cease: hi bub
Bubba's Brain: hey all
llanwydd: I don't know much about it actually
llanwydd: howdy bub
cease: i hadnt realized that parts of your state are suburbs of chicago until i studied a map, bub
Mudhead: Hai all
Bubba's Brain: the whole Gary area, cat.
cease: thre was that piece on the news about tornados in chicago but most of the report took place in indiana, though there was footage of wrigley field, where i'll be this time next week
cease: hi mud.
cease: i dont know that area at all, bub. was last there in 55 but that's not exactly a memory
Merlyn: hey bb
cease: yo think obama can wind ind, bub?
Bubba's Brain: Hey, Merl.
Bubba's Brain: Indiana NEVER votes Democrat. He'd have to be winning 45 of 50 states to take Indiana.
Bubba's Brain: But I hope he does.
cease: thats what i thought, bub
llanwydd: I was very surprised to hear that mccain had a lead over obama
cease: if mccain's infiniite gaffes were reported as often as obama's occasional misstep, mccain would be losing by doulbe didgets. the lords of your media are on mccain's side
llanwydd: no, I don't remember 1955 either
Bubba's Brain: Its hard to fathom the way people think sometimes....
cease: i'm heading into the heart of obama country ths time next week.
cease: was lincoln the last pres from ilinois?
cease: wahts the matter with indiana? to paraphrase frank
Merlyn: ben franklin
cease: the only pres who was never pres
Bubba's Brain: Reagan was born in Illinois... at least according the the first website I found.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:11 PM and Elayne bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Bubba's Brain: Eeeee!
Elayne: Mm, tasty grape!
Elayne: Evenin' all!
llanwydd: hi elayne
cease: hi el
Elayne: Hey Cat, I thought you were in the BC backwoods this week...
Merlyn: hi E
cease: lincoln was born in missouri, but we think of him as from ill in the same way we think of reagan as from cal
llanwydd: those greeks have grapes the size of grapefruits
cease: well, the one week trip only lasted a day
llanwydd: and grapefruits the size of grapes
cease: we drove out to see dino and his family and frinesd, about a 5 hour drive, and the folllowing morning f said she wanted to go home
Elayne: Can't stay long, I have to be in bed in 10 minutes. Getting up at 5 friggin' AM to go to our company picnic (the bus leaves NYC at 7:30, and it's at least an hour commute plus waking-up time).
cease: so we left sun, returned mon.
cease: good luck with that, el
Mudhead: Wheres the picnic El?
Elayne: In the wilds of NJ, Mudhead. Not too far, I think, from my brother's house.
llanwydd: now that NY has picnic weather finally
Elayne: I have to remember my sunscreen. Bringing the 7th Harry Potter book to (finally) read. What's a picnic without a good paperback?
Mudhead: They shoulda come to the casino
Elayne: Mudhead, part of the picnic is games and sports. Lots of sports. Like they're having their own "Olympics," in keeping with, and all that.
Bubba's Brain: Voldemort did it.
Elayne: Anyway, the company's based in NJ, they're not going to schlep to CT to gamble.
cease: i brought bio of ginsberg which i'm reading here instead. very interesting
Elayne: Although I kinda wish they'd come to Empire City, that's about 10 minutes away from my house...
cease: yes, everyone should come to us.
Elayne: Cat, did I ever tell you I sorta met Ginsberg once? Went to a reading he did at Rutgers back when I was a student there.
llanwydd: I've never set foot in a casino and I don't plan to
Elayne: He seemed to like all the pretty Rutgers gay-boys. I did too, I had quite a few friends in the glee club...
llanwydd: there is one rather near me though on a mohawk reservation
cease: good for you, el
Elayne: "I Was A College FagHag"... now, in Sensurround!
cease: i was too shy to meet him when he came to my university in ottawa in 69. that was before i discovered alcohol
cease: he was due to give a reading in van 10 years ago and i was going to give him a copy of Neal Amid, which he may have enjoyed. anyway, he died the day he was supposed to come here
cease: firesign did a reading at the event they had for him in la, as i recall
llanwydd: I wonder what the old beat poets think of the firesign theatre
||||||||| Tweeny says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Tweeny exits at 9:22 PM.
llanwydd: he'll be back
||||||||| Outside, the 9:23 PM crosstown bus from New York pulls away, leaving Dexter Fong coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
llanwydd: hey dex
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Guides
cease: hi fong
cease: hide those dikes
Dexter Fong: No CNI tonight?
Dexter Fong: Hey Bub, Cat, Elayne, llan, Merl, Mudhead
llanwydd: JL is sick
Dexter Fong: Nothing serious I trust?
llanwydd: he is in the hospital
Merlyn: hey dex
llanwydd: I didn't know about it either
Dexter Fong: That sounds serious
llanwydd: I don't know how serious but apparently he has lyme disease
cease: i prefer limes in apple cidre, but in clem';s case, it's more of a plague
Dexter Fong: Didn't he have that problem before
Dexter Fong: Cat: Are you on the road in BC or home?
cease: home, alas. the week's tiip was over in a day
Dexter Fong: How's that?
cease: i think F was too tired, after 2 monthes stress getting that event togther.
cease: this is for someone who rarely does anything.
cease: and i found driving for more than an hour gave me a horriffic back ache, even with rolled towel behind back
cease: she was too tired and i had too fragile of a back to drive long distances
Merlyn: need to do more situps for back problems, I get em too cat
cease: the friends on the road she'd planned to see will be dissapointed, as will my friends
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: also lots of llightening/thunder ont he lake we were at, freaked out our two dogs
llanwydd: I had something like a slipped disc but I had therapy and I think I'm all better now
cease: good idea re situps, merl
Merlyn: we need cars you can drive fully prone
Dexter Fong: Also for potential back pains I recommend a magnet, and several Aleve
llanwydd: magnet?!
Merlyn: like the bed races in Billville
Dexter Fong: Yeah, a large flat magnet you stuff down your pants in the small of your back..sounds way new agey I know but wife used to get back pains a lot, started using magnet, hasn't been bothered in years
cease: i prefer to go long distances by air but this was a place without an airport
Dexter Fong: Chopper in Cat
llanwydd: I wonder if a magnet would have helped my slipped disc
Dexter Fong: It couldn't hurt
Dexter Fong: It's more for muscular aches though
Mudhead: Doesnt it set off the airport sensors?
Mudhead: Or erase your floppy, make it a hardy
Dexter Fong: Yeah, that's part of the fun
Dexter Fong: Hardly hard, just semi-erect
cease: F said she liked lnog drives. she drove to montrteal and bsck last year, which is about 10k km.
Bubba's Brain: When I used to work for the cassette plant, someone wanted to package fridge magnets with their cassettes. They asked me if there would be any problems.....
Dexter Fong: Wow! That farther than anyone's ever been gone before!!
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'H. Stones', just granted probation at 9:37 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
H. Stones: Greetings to all who are here and all who are not here
Dexter Fong: Stones, well presented
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Honey Honey in through the front door at 9:38 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Honey Honey: hola
Dexter Fong: oloh!! Honey
llanwydd: hey stones
llanwydd: hey hh
Mudhead: mmhmm, twice the sweetness
llanwydd: and to those who are not all there
Honey Honey: hehe you schmoozer
Honey Honey: yep llan
Bubba's Brain: Hey all
H. Stones: yes, llan, i think they know who they are at least some of the time
Bubba's Brain: Did I say that?
Dexter Fong: I'm the Unknown Soldier
Bubba's Brain: Hey, I know you....!
H. Stones: i thought you were the unregistered voter Fong
Dexter Fong: You've penetrateed my disguise!!
H. Stones: i hope its only a flesh wound
Dexter Fong: HS: I'm the undecided voter
Bubba's Brain: "Tomb of the Known Soldier" just doesn't have the same ring to it...
llanwydd: aren't all wounds flesh wounds?
H. Stones: some are fresh wounds
Dexter Fong: Fresh flesh wounds
llanwydd: I mean even a knock on the head involves flesh to some degree
H. Stones: see Fong knows these things
Dexter Fong: Not if they've been scalped first
llanwydd: if it didn't it wouldn't be a wound
H. Stones: not in the case of George W
llanwydd: lol
Honey Honey laughs
Dexter Fong: Hemlock Stones and the Case of George W
Bubba's Brain: I think it means only flesh, not anything else. Like bone, organs, or arteries....
H. Stones: a case would be too much, even a glass would
llanwydd: in the case of missing flesh
Dexter Fong: "It was a rainy night in Georgia and the Russians were settling down to a long winter's night"
cease: hi jhoney and stones
llanwydd: somewhere between macon and savannah
Bubba's Brain: That's the night the lights went out in Georgia...
Honey Honey: catherwood bring me a six pack of tacos
||||||||| Catherwood gets Honey Honey a six pack of tacos.
Honey Honey: hi cat
Bubba's Brain: mmmmm.... tacos.
cease: sangria. it comes in, it goes out, like anything
Dexter Fong: ....con salsa
llanwydd: your taco order is bringing back memories
Honey Honey: con guacamole
cease: i had some egplant roulade
Dexter Fong: ....con queso
Honey Honey: that sounds yummy
cease: there may be something i hate more that avocado, but i cant think of it
llanwydd: I was in the air force back in the early 80s and I used to order delivery from a place offbase
Bubba's Brain: guac, guac.
Honey Honey: crunchy frog?
llanwydd: called Frick and Frack's Flying Food Factory
Dexter Fong: Deadly Spring Roll
llanwydd: I don't know if it is still there but it was in Rome, NY
cease: my father's campaing to become the avocado king of yorkton, sask when i was a small child may have something to do with it
Honey Honey: lol llan catchy name i used to to to the 'bite & wipe' they had good burritos haha
Bubba's Brain: I think I watched a gymnast doing a spring roll...
llanwydd: I used to order a steak sandwich and three tacos drenched in tabasco
llanwydd: is that for real, HH?
Honey Honey: in los angeles i loved to go to mannies pastrami & tacos
Honey Honey: yes for real
llanwydd: I'll never forget F&F
llanwydd: 's
Dexter Fong: llan: course not, you keep bringing it up
llanwydd: you'll never forget it either
cease: did you ever eat at the hot dog show, honey?
H. Stones: if he keeps bringing it up Fong it couldbe Hiatus Hernia
Dexter Fong: A dangerous question
llanwydd: a hot dog show is an interesting idea. I thought they were for eating
cease: in the van nuys/sherman oaks area
llanwydd: what good is a food show?
Honey Honey: yes many times
Honey Honey: i loked to go to Tiny Naylor's too they had good club sandwiches
H. Stones: like mime on radio
llanwydd: what do they do with the prize winners?
Dexter Fong: Ladies and Gentlemen, present the wieners
cease: name of a little restaurant when i was a kid. before we started eating meat. they had great cheddar on sesame seed bun, with paprika. the first time i ever appreciarted taht spice. this owuld be about late 50s, early 60s
llanwydd: LOL fong
Dexter Fong: What kind of paprika, Cat?
llanwydd: I find paprika to be too mild. you have to use a ton
cease: it was to omuch of a novelty to have a "kind"
Dexter Fong: There's several varieties of paprika, ranging from sweet, to mild, to hot
cease: no, i the idea is, with greatr cheddar, a bit of good paprika ups the pleasure level from the cheese
cease: i learned that at the dog dog show
cease: something aobvut sympathetic chemistry or something
Dexter Fong: well done cat cat
cease: i know now dex, but i was maybe 8 then
Honey Honey: woof woof
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's never too early
Honey Honey remembers Engineer
Honey Honey: Bill
Dexter Fong: I remember Engineer Casey
Dexter Fong: drivin' that train
cease: because dead animals werent part of our diet, i was dependent on good cheese for protein
Dexter Fong: high in Spokane
Merlyn: you ate live animals?
Honey Honey: there was a lot of good cheese on l a tv back then
H. Stones: is that an oxymoron Fong ?
cease: japan was hellish outside of tokyo for edible cheese
Dexter Fong: Merlyn, They we'rnt alive too long
llanwydd: that's one thing unheard of in the orient. cheese
llanwydd: that and bread
cease: only fihs. the dead ones.
Dexter Fong: only flys!
Honey Honey: no bread????
cease: i still cant see why anyone eats sushi. i think it shuld be prhohibtied by geneva convention
Merlyn: typo fish?
Honey Honey: i agree cease
Dexter Fong: Oh Fish
cease: perhaps only you, honey
Merlyn: if you knew sushi like I knew sushi, oh, oh, oh what a gril
llanwydd: I like some sushi
Dexter Fong: Oh ye of little experience
Honey Honey: i have had sushi had being the operative word
llanwydd: I often eat red salmon raw
H. Stones: Sushi Creamcheese, whats got into ya ?
llanwydd: I like it on a bagel with cream cheese and onion
Dexter Fong: Red Salmon and his Hatchlings
Honey Honey: lol stones
Honey Honey: well, that is ok llan
Honey Honey: yes fong, an orchestra to forget
Dexter Fong: But a meeeealady that lingered
cease: lol stones
llanwydd: I don't mean the smoked variety. I just peel the skin of a filet and put it on a bagel
H. Stones: is there no Clemster tonight chaps ?
cease: alas, he is ill
Honey Honey: i like it smoked
llanwydd: off
Dexter Fong: It seems Senor clem is in hospital with lyme disease
H. Stones: so it has come back to haunt him then ?
Honey Honey: aww damn lyme disease
Honey Honey: it never really goes away
llanwydd: where is clem located, by the way?
Dexter Fong: HS: I was thinking/remembering that he'd had a problem with it before
H. Stones: well it does Honey, but its a protracted battle
cease: dendron, va
Bubba's Brain: Nite all.
||||||||| At 10:00 PM, Bubba's Brain scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
llanwydd: I see
H. Stones: see ya bubba
Dexter Fong: Night Bubba
Honey Honey: nite bubba
cease: sounds like a firesign city
Honey Honey: sweet dreams
cease: by buib
H. Stones: well we should all send greetings via Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Honey Honey: shut up catherwood sheesh
||||||||| Catherwood shuts up sheesh.
Honey Honey: hehe
llanwydd: you are a little slow tonight catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to llanwydd and mumbles "Someone mention my name?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood shut up chong
||||||||| Catherwood shuts up chong.
llanwydd: LOL
Dexter Fong: Now Catherwood, shut up the Congress of Wonders
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and says "oh, fuck off Dexter Fong!"
Merlyn: catherwood, go dance and sing for everyone
||||||||| Catherwood goes dance and sing for everyone.
Dexter Fong: Loose your nerve Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
H. Stones: in the absence of Clem i am listening to this ...
H. Stones: http://kcsm.org/jazz91/listen.php
Dexter Fong gives Catherwood a resolute dope slap
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and yells "My ears are burning..."
Honey Honey: me too great san fran jazz station
Dexter Fong: Course C"Wood , you just got dope slapped
Honey Honey: no poop tonight either
H. Stones: it may be the best on the Net
llanwydd: catherwood, get me a ghjkytfbsdghnmtffrvb3456fghj=-0xcvbhjrtyufshiuyrvxcvbghrt
||||||||| Catherwood gets llanwydd a ghjkytfbsdghnmtffrvb3456fghj=-0xcvbhjrtyufshiuyrvxcvbghrt.
H. Stones: Poop can be tormented on Messenger if necessary, there is no escape
Honey Honey: i bet you can not pronounce that backward
llanwydd: the old butler is very conciliating tonight
H. Stones: i can, "that backward!" see its easy
Honey Honey: bow and scrape catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Honey Honey and says "My ears are burning..."
Honey Honey: lol
cease: i thjik the last time i was in a cab in the bay area, this was on the radio
Honey Honey: i don't doubt it cat
H. Stones: it plays the best jazz i have ever heard cease
cease: thas sayinga a lot, stones
Merlyn: well, I'm going to go off and do things, see you next week, hope JL is better
H. Stones: no horrendous ads or waffle either
llanwydd: nite merl
cease: sf was home of my main man, guaraldi. a city rich in jazz love
Dexter Fong: No Belgium Waffle Hats?
Merlyn tap dances over to the window
H. Stones: ok Merlyn take care and have a good week
cease: by merl
Honey Honey: nite merlyn
||||||||| At 10:06 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Mysteriously? He went out the freakin' window
H. Stones: Defenstration is a lost art, Fong
cease: lol stones
H. Stones: as indeed seems to be spelling
Dexter Fong: Much is Stones, much is
cease: not enough gargoyle tales anymore
llanwydd: fenetre (french) - fenster (german)
llanwydd: I wonder where "window" comes from
H. Stones: i missed an E
cease: the guy on gunsmoke?
H. Stones: Wind Hole maybe
Honey Honey: hehe that's festus
llanwydd: uncle fenster
Dexter Fong: Uncle Stratocaster
llanwydd: lol
cease: i never voluntary warched gonsmoke, but i assume the guy had a name
Dexter Fong: Marshall Dillon
cease: maybe Goonsmoke would have been more to my interest
H. Stones: and dont forget his sidekick, Chester
Dexter Fong: aka William Conrad on radio
llanwydd: I didn't watch gunsmoke either. not even in reruns
Dexter Fong: Cat: Great Title, wonder if/why there ever used it
Honey Honey remembers The Real McCoys
llanwydd: I did like bonanza
Dexter Fong: Honey< you collect pttery?
Honey Honey: lol goonsmoke
cease: arent they all dead nnow?
H. Stones: Gunsmeg
cease: the lads did Garbanza
llanwydd: that was a western with peter sellers and spike milligan
Dexter Fong: and Rosenkavaliers
H. Stones: Der
Honey Honey: i have some pottery pieces and artifacts i like pottery
cease: Gobsmoked
Dexter Fong treis desperately not to drift off into potty jokes
H. Stones: Glibschmuck
H. Stones: that was the Jewish version
Honey Honey: no no no dex
cease: i ass ume their are no infants here
Dexter Fong: yes yes yes honey
llanwydd: Smoked Herring
H. Stones: say again please, you know i am hard of Herring
Dexter Fong: I am going thru my second infancy
cease: as molly bloom might say
Dexter Fong: and it's not very comfortable
Dexter Fong: hope I get toilet trained soon
cease: but you get to grow out of it, dex. my folks, not so much
H. Stones: you read my mind Fong
Honey Honey takes a tour of St. Paul
H. Stones: wont be complete without Minneapolis, Honey
cease: a tour is a kind of restaurant experience, a bunch of things i'l be feasting on next week and will report back on blog, and here
Dexter Fong: Oh Jeeze
Honey Honey: oh yes i need to tour the minnetonka factory
Dexter Fong: Be sure to visit the American Girl Mall Honey
llanwydd: I dont care so much for big fancy restaurants
Honey Honey: did you ever frequent the Baked Potato Jazz Club on Cahuenga, cease?
llanwydd: I'll take a curry joint any day
Honey Honey: kk fonglie
cease: i suspect not, honey
Honey Honey: a great venue!
Dexter Fong: afk for refill
H. Stones: sounds like shes had enough Fonglie
cease: when was it in operation?
cease: always a good idea, dex
Honey Honey: well i must adieu & go find that six pack of tacos
Honey Honey: it still is in operation, cease
llanwydd: bon appetit, HH
cease: aha
cease: enjoy those tacos
Honey Honey: i will
Honey Honey: adios ya'all
||||||||| Honey Honey dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Honey Honey?! It's 10:18 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
llanwydd: ah, these memories of Frick and Frack's keep coming back
llanwydd: haven't ordered from them since 1983 and the memories are still so vivid
Dexter Fong: Night Honey
cease: off you flow
cease: no cni, no chat, apparently
llanwydd: NIte Honey
||||||||| wake (the flake) tiptoes in around 10:22 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
llanwydd: evening, flake
cease: just in time, wake
Dexter Fong: Hey wake
wake (the flake): hello everyone
cease: your boss's back is turned, wake?
wake (the flake): Did I miss anything?
Dexter Fong: Kinda slow tonight
llanwydd: the usual
cease: its all down the rat hole
llanwydd: yes, actually you missed the first hour and a half
wake (the flake): He went to the airport to pick up a German client, so....
cease: cni unavailable tonight
cease: we trust you are well, wake?
llanwydd: he owes a lot of germans a lot of money for a lot of airports
wake (the flake): I can never get it (cni that is )
cease: lol llan
Dexter Fong: lol llan!!
wake (the flake): Doing pretty well, thanks for asking cease
Dexter Fong: What season are you in Wake
wake (the flake): Starting to use chopsticks with my right hand now... sheeeesh
cease: thats scary, wake
Dexter Fong: Well that leaves your left hand free for...er uh something
wake (the flake): Rainy season... but the weather is actually lovely.
cease: depedns on if its a muslim culture
Dexter Fong: Stones you still here?
cease: i think he just didnt hit exit
wake (the flake): cool mornings and an almost 100% chance of rain about 4PM for an hour or so.
Dexter Fong shouts STONES, YOU STILL HERE!!
Dexter Fong: ah well
H. Stones: yes i am Fong but i will have to leave
wake (the flake): maybe dropped off. Poor old dear.
H. Stones: i have a busy day and an early start tomorrow
Dexter Fong: Just wanted to mention, that jazz station *does* play good stuff, but don't seem to give you the play list let alone the sidement etc
cease: hope your busyness is pleasent, stones
llanwydd: it's been a very rainy summer in my neck of the woods
Dexter Fong: It's been hot and sweaty down here in my groin o' the woods
H. Stones: if you check the front page Fong there is a complet daily play list which is up to date to the last five minutes or so
wake (the flake): ----------> checking neck
Dexter Fong: Thanks stones..guess they traust there jocks, huh?
Dexter Fong: the dont trust
Dexter Fong: they
H. Stones: yes, they are very professional
Dexter Fong: (end of corrections)
wake (the flake): As grist for the pun mill, lemme tell you about a curious incedent that happened the other night.
cease: i spent much of my freetime in japan in places listening to music like this
cease: jazz kissaten they were called.
H. Stones: ok friends hope you have a good week, will see you soon, must remember to email Bambi and Clem
llanwydd: nite Stones
Dexter Fong: Night Stones, happy business and good endings
cease: good advice, sones
H. Stones: sweet dreams all
wake (the flake): I was tooloing along on my Honda about 7PM and I saw a bat swooping around under a street light filling up on bugs.
wake (the flake): bye stones
Dexter Fong: Blue skies and green lights, Stones
Dexter Fong: and stacks of righteous wax
Dexter Fong: or wacs
||||||||| H. Stones is kicked out just as the clock strikes 10:35 PM.
Dexter Fong waves to wacs
Dexter Fong: like Tinker to chance
llanwydd: I'm listening to your bug story. go ahead
Dexter Fong: ...after we bugged her apartment, we chaperoned the party
wake (the flake): Not a rare sight in many places around the world. If it weren't for bats we would really suffer believe me.
cease: true enough, wake
wake (the flake): N E Way
Dexter Fong: ..many guests didn't want to wear chaps but the kruger and Rand 457 pursueded them quickly
wake (the flake): just as I got under the light...
llanwydd: I've got bats in my belfry
Dexter Fong: You forgot your lines?
wake (the flake): the little devil made a bad turn and ran smack into my shoulder
cease: but i've got a brown shoed square
Dexter Fong: Like Casey at the bat, you sprang from the seat of your Honda?
wake (the flake): and one of his practically useless rear feet became entangled in my shirt
Dexter Fong: Was the little rascal stunned?
wake (the flake): he coulsdn't get away
Dexter Fong: Caught his fangs in you shirt?
llanwydd: that would freak me out
wake (the flake): so there I am , doing about 40 with a bat beating me to death with its wings.
cease: yes this is good music
Dexter Fong: Did you try a hard right turn throwing him into the oncoming traffic
wake (the flake): not fangs... their tiny back feet that are only good for hanging.
Dexter Fong: ..or youuurself into the ongoing traffic?
wake (the flake): yer killin me Dex
wake (the flake): ease
wake (the flake): more please
Dexter Fong: Just providing colored comentary, wake
Dexter Fong: Yowsah!
cease: theres hamburger all over trhe highway
Dexter Fong: and the bats are on it
Dexter Fong: c'mon wake, we need the end of the story
wake (the flake): I pulled over and stretched the material out and he finally pulled loose to the amazement of several onlookers.
Dexter Fong: There's insect free hamburger all over the highway
Dexter Fong: Good thing you had on double-knit
cease: they are the pits, those double knits
Dexter Fong: Did you tag that bat, wake
Dexter Fong: and cry out "No Touchbacks"
wake (the flake): Not wanting to bore you with yet another motorcycle faux pas but...
Dexter Fong: Please, wake, we need the material
cease: bore away
llanwydd: that's going to give me nightmares, wake
wake (the flake): ----------> chuckle chuckle
Dexter Fong: we kid because we love
wake (the flake): There is a tree here with leaves as big as a turkey platter.
wake (the flake): I'm not kidding.
llanwydd: a banana tree?
Dexter Fong: A Butterball turkey??
Dexter Fong: with the little pop up thingie
wake (the flake): lol dex
cease: is it having a war with a greece platter over a cypress platter?
Dexter Fong: see how much fun this is wake =)))
wake (the flake): Not banana... just a big old oval leaf
||||||||| "10:49 PM? 10:49 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
cease: and speaking of oval leafs, here's poop
llanwydd: look who's here so late at night
Principalpoop: butterball, with a little popup thingie? sounds like a description of me hehe
Dexter Fong: you're just in time for "Wake's Tales from the Darkish Continent
wake (the flake): I was riding along in a light drizzle when one of these came down and
Dexter Fong: Obscured your vision?
wake (the flake): SPLAT!!! right across my face
Dexter Fong: Got caught in you chain drive?
Dexter Fong: Like the wet oval on the end of a hot Leaf
Principalpoop: was that the Ford Drizzle LX or sports edition?
llanwydd: I thought you were going to say it spread across the front of your windshielf
wake (the flake): -----> HSL
llanwydd: oh, that's right. you ride a motorcycle
Dexter Fong: LIke a postupedic for Bikers
Principalpoop: i got hit on the head by a pecan once, ouch
llanwydd: prdon my pur speling
Dexter Fong: Poop: Did you press charges
llanwydd: hit on the nut with a nut
llanwydd: I wouldn't take that from a pecan
Principalpoop: no, i looked around to see who threw the rock, nobody around me....
Dexter Fong: WAKE: So..........what happened after you were leaved
Principalpoop: that does rattle your cage wake
wake (the flake): Well the three bucks a week I spend on gas seems to be worth a little discomfort.
Dexter Fong: My cage gets rattles when those damned gerbils start on the little ferris wheel
Dexter Fong: Ah!! Economics...Well done, wake
cease: i dont think any of us here will live long enough to see a gerbil powered economy, dex
Principalpoop: have to power your pc somehow fong
llanwydd: well, I'm going to cut out for tonight. most likely see you folks next week
Principalpoop: hamsters maybe, gerbils no
llanwydd: good nite
Dexter Fong: The giant Gerbil of Power
Principalpoop: have a super week llan
cease: sleep well, llan
Dexter Fong: Night llan
wake (the flake): bye ll... was it something I said?
Dexter Fong: and often
Principalpoop: is ah, clem ok?
Principalpoop: flake makes him think of his cocaine daze wake
Dexter Fong: Wake: He may have been dissapointed by the ending of "The Oval Leaf of Terror"
wake (the flake): yeah... where is ah clem? Now that yopu mention it?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Seems clem is back in hospital with Lyme Disease
Principalpoop: yopu is not here tonight, i asked...
Principalpoop: ahh gosh :(
Dexter Fong: Yeah
Principalpoop: poor guy
wake (the flake): The turkey platter murder.
cease: lets hope he gets better soon
Principalpoop: wish him the best if you talk with him or bambi
Principalpoop: damn ticks
Dexter Fong: Indeed, and for final
wake (the flake): Is he ailing? really?
Dexter Fong: Damn Deer I say
cease: i think the firesing theatre picked the wrong cartoon to star in
Dexter Fong: Kill all the deer, the ticks die
wake (the flake): Lime disease?
Dexter Fong: brb after refill
Principalpoop: damn lymes too
cease: kill bambi? no!
wake (the flake): Rocky mountain spotted fever?
cease: damn limies
Principalpoop: dirty buggers
cease: dont even know how to spell it
cease: lyme ease?
Principalpoop: scurvy has something to do with limes too
cease: i guesds ah clem and bambi are kind of out in the woods.
wake (the flake): BRB... the telephone beckons
cease: we were out in the woods for a day earlier this week, but didnt get bitten by anything dangerous
Principalpoop: i have not checked the news, i did not know virginia had it
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: ok wake,
cease "limey" was an epithet, by sailors of other navyis for how chicken the brits were by eating limes
Principalpoop: quite
cease: instead of dieing of scurvy like real men
Principalpoop: the us navy still put folks on bread and water as late as 1988
Dexter Fong: Bread on water, it'l sink!!
Principalpoop: didn't ah, clem have sometthing taken out? a spleen or something?
Principalpoop: the casting director will know
Dexter Fong: I think it was Kung Gow Pork
Principalpoop: hung mao plonk?
Dexter Fong: Hang my flnk
Dexter Fong: flank
Principalpoop: flic my bic
Dexter Fong: Thanks, but I'd rather not
cease: clem will return in good health soon i[m sure
Principalpoop: wake is doing phone sex on our time
Dexter Fong: But if you'd like to Ronson my Johnson
Principalpoop: he is strong, you are right
Principalpoop: flippo my zippo
Dexter Fong: Together you are the New Age
Principalpoop: eh?
cease: i havet been new for a long time
Dexter Fong: Flipp and Zippo, New age Vaudevillians
Principalpoop: is it the dawning of aquarius again? i have heard that before
Dexter Fong: Hair has reopened on Broadway, Dude
Principalpoop: Get out
Principalpoop: far out and groovy
Dexter Fong: while I still can?
cease: when i come to ny, i will avoid its theatre like the plague
Dexter Fong: Cat: You know not whereof you speak
Principalpoop: strange you don't like hair cat hehe
Dexter Fong: unless you just don't like theater
Dexter Fong: The last time in the 60's he haed a hair ball
cease: i seek food above all possilbe evening activities. of course i know not what you know, but that is not the knowledge i seek at present
cease: you uavnet read my review of spamalot, dex? i go into this in great detail
Principalpoop: food and naps, ahh the simple things
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| wake (the flake) - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Never turn away knowledge of any kind, oval leaf hopper, it may not come again
cease: www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
Principalpoop: globners is pandemic
cease: ah well
Dexter Fong: Pnas demic garden
Dexter Fong: Pans
cease: it not that is sometihng i want to plug, just to answer your questrion
Principalpoop: to each his own socket, as it were
Dexter Fong: Plugged us daid center, Cat
cease: i assume you didnt read tghe blog yet, dex
Principalpoop: i started sauerbraten tonight, yum
cease: my ancient intaturatinion with the genre you now accuse me of ignorance of
Dexter Fong: WQe are all but tiny light bulbs in God's giant sign.........advertising Fox reality Shows
cease: you started to make it or eat it?
Principalpoop: you are on my favorites, i have not visited again yet
Dexter Fong: Cat: You're correct but will tonight
Principalpoop: make it
Principalpoop: it is marinating
cease: elayne turned me on to blogging when i visted you and her and doc and others in march, 05, about 3 1/2 years ago
Dexter Fong: to marinate = to go to sea
Principalpoop: i am proud of my ignorance, i am a american
cease: most of my blogposts since then have been restaurant reviews and pix
Principalpoop: i rant, but lose the passion after i have ranted
Principalpoop: so my blog would bore even me
Dexter Fong: Did you say something poop?
Principalpoop: i enjoy your site cat
Principalpoop: fong needs a blog
cease: yes it amaze me that elayne blogs every day, for years now
Principalpoop: i would visit it
cease: i might post once or month or so if i find a good restaurant
Dexter Fong: Cat: She lives an entirely too structured life
Principalpoop: i don't think i said anything, if I did, oops and sorry
cease: im off to chicago next thurs so will blog about that
Dexter Fong: huh?
cease: even when she was without work for awhile
cease: amazing
cease: t it works for her
cease: i'm not neary structrued enough, but need not be
Dexter Fong: and she works for it
Principalpoop: i have never been a creature of habit myself, hehe
cease: when i travel i try and be somewhat structured. theere' s defintietly stuff i want to see, do, eat
cease: these require some prep
Dexter Fong: Father Poop, I'd recognize you even without your habit
cease: i'm more a creature of halibut
Dexter Fong: But didn't you used to be Sister Poop??
Dexter Fong: and the Fabulous Poop TOnes
Principalpoop: omni, domini, hominy, grits
cease: Sis! Poop! Ah....
Dexter Fong: YOu eats dem and you gets de fits
Principalpoop: twin children of different parents? nah nah
Dexter Fong: What about the plight of the Twin parents of different Children
Principalpoop: that is a plight, a slight plight anyway
Dexter Fong: I should have said "differnt"
cease: kirby pucket?
Principalpoop: a quite slight plight
Dexter Fong: Kirby Pucket? lol
Principalpoop: a quite bright slight plight, ok enough of that
cease: you should enjoy tht, dex
Dexter Fong: But a plight worth fighting for
cease: but wheres merly when we need him
Principalpoop: and the chapparells?
Mudhead: Fudley?
cease: wehres dave chappele when we need him?
cease: all these folks burn out togheter or what?
Principalpoop: wait, who said that?
Principalpoop: somebody said Fudley...
Dexter Fong: Or the burn separately
Dexter Fong: they
cease: if someone gave firesing money, they' d be back on radio in a flash
Dexter Fong: Muddie said Fuddy
Principalpoop: ahh mud is wake
Mudhead: Fudley Chapparall
Mudhead: Yes, Im back...and hungry
Dexter Fong: and the BAREBACK Riders of Purple SAGE
Principalpoop: then, l'ets eat
Mudhead: Grubcakes again?
Dexter Fong: mISTRESS OF cAPITAL pUNISHMENT
Principalpoop: grumble grumble
cease: hi mud
Dexter Fong: WB Muddie
Mudhead: hai all
cease: dont track mud over my nice clean kitfhen floor
Dexter Fong: The smoking lamp is still lit
Mudhead: have to admit was suprised to see anyone still here
cease: this lol sponsored by KOOL
Principalpoop: nobody here but us chickens, sqwauck
cease: were ony ethereal, mud
Dexter Fong: Yeah (grumble grumble) When I go off to park the car, everybody leaves
Mudhead: blow that stupid thing out Dex, we'll inhale the vapors
Mudhead: I remember lightin hash under glass once or twice
Dexter Fong whooshes a mighty whoosh ----->insert speed lines,_______
Principalpoop: you can remember? you needed better hash
Mudhead: sittin round, getty giddy on the fumes
cease: you speak of such things as if they occured in a diferent era
Dexter Fong: Here Giddy Giddy
cease: like grace slick and al capone or something
Dexter Fong: Didn't you hear Muddie, Hair is back on Broadway
Mudhead: alas, the supplies of good drugs dryed up for me
cease: that disturbs me greatly, if i cared about such things
cease: mud, its a supply and deman d thing
Dexter Fong: which may or may not lead you to inaction?
Principalpoop: yes, alas mud, woe is me too
cease: outside of a small circle of friends
Principalpoop: to market market to buy some fresh hash, home again home again, i will dash
cease: im reading a bio of ginsberg. he seemd to find dope everywhere
Principalpoop: not a haiku or anything like it
Principalpoop: those were the days
cease: he could get sonted, so see a favourite painintg in new york, spain, paris, anywyhere
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's because he was caryying
Principalpoop: i remember somebody telling me it was dry and had been dry for weeks, and I had no idea, i was wet hehe
cease: no the book documents how his friends were able to buy more from morocooans, etc
Dexter Fong: Still iving in that swimming poop eh Poop
Principalpoop: pot will get through times of no money but wait huh?
cease: maybe you were not a participant but the books describes a great ease of dope purchase throughout europe, nyc and sf in 50s, even 40s
Dexter Fong: Waiting will get you thru>>
Mudhead: froggy little native boys in leather aprons
cease: the firesigin quoted that fab furry freak brothers ref in an early radio show, poop
Principalpoop: i knew that, i think
cease: the lads constantly travelleed and usually stoned
cease: i have never travelled stoned, and as my wife says, we're almost 60 years old.
Principalpoop: by the babbling brook, la dee loo lah
Dexter Fong: Great non sequiter Cat =)))
Principalpoop: i never thought of that
cease: i would be too paranoid to cross any border under any intoxicant
Principalpoop: all those geezers were stoned, not alzheimers lol
Dexter Fong: Travel doen't necessarily mean crossing borders
cease: had enough problems when still infirm from previous night's intoxicatoin
Principalpoop: i would be stoned than carrying it across the border
cease: exactgly poop
cease: i hope i live long enought to see it legalized but i dont count on it
Dexter Fong: I Flyb Air Mexicano, no problems
cease: lol dex
Mudhead: I'm not flyin Air Spain
cease: getcha there on time
Dexter Fong: It's just that they lets you off at these tiny air strips was out in the boonies
cease: or thyme
Dexter Fong: and no Limos
cease: i see same ambulance for this crash that were used for the train bombing
Mudhead: Im not goin
cease: not a good time to go
Dexter Fong: Muddie: Don't worry! those pilots are really chinese imitating spaniards
Principalpoop: ahh you have 20 more years before the next accident
Principalpoop: now is the time to jump on
Principalpoop: they will be double checking everything
Mudhead: No, Im canceling my trip
cease: to where?
Dexter Fong: Poopp & Muddie: I guess you both know that you're anonimized according to Nino...
Principalpoop: doing something safe, like a bus trip, or visit a college campus?
Mudhead: Espana
cease: why canceling, mud?
Dexter Fong: A bus trip, high up in the mountains, Boss?
Principalpoop: when comcast bought adelphia, i became incognito
Mudhead: The flights suck
cease: your chance of a plane malfunction is about as good as a tooth fairy giving you a quarter
Dexter Fong: On a narrow road with a three thousand foot drop?
Principalpoop: key west mud? florida?
Dexter Fong: The tooth fairy left me a cigarette....but it was squashed when I grabbed her ands had my way with her quarters
cease: i dont like mt trips. thankfully my last one was short
cease: lol
Dexter Fong: Up 'n down?
cease: key west makes a good lime, but mabye not such a good limey
Mudhead: I have 5 local international airports within a 2 hour drive, I cant find a direct flight to Malaga Spain
Principalpoop: mt is montana, did you stock up on dental floss? or is that wyoming?
cease: well we live at the spleen of a mt now dex
cease: bummer, mud
Principalpoop: malaga is in indonesia for the indonesians
Mudhead: I think I might be movin to MONTANA
Dexter Fong: Beware those sudden crustal upheavals Cat
cease: keep away from the yellow soil
Dexter Fong: Serious Mud
Principalpoop: don't talk about his shorts fong
Dexter Fong: ??
Principalpoop: don't leave us hanging mud
Dexter Fong: Montana is a really big state with a lot of stuff missing
Mudhead: sorry
Dexter Fong: What kinda stuff Mister Fong?
Principalpoop: it is colorado without a soul
Mudhead: my connection tonite sux
Dexter Fong: John Denver wasn't from Helena
Dexter Fong: but he was a beut
Principalpoop: his moms name was beatrice
Mudhead: Whats thye question Dex?
Dexter Fong: Mud: Are you serious about relocating to Mont>
Principalpoop: yes what was the question?
Mudhead: Not rain dental floss no
Dexter Fong: Spam!!
cease: im back. did i miss everythihng?
Dexter Fong: Concentrate on your sperm...er uh spam
Principalpoop: i saw the whole thing, what happened?
Dexter Fong: You were thrown clear
Dexter Fong: No safety belt thank god
Principalpoop: wheew
Dexter Fong: But your face was shredded by the windshield
Principalpoop: you other poor devils are burnt to a crisp hehe
Dexter Fong: You will forever wear this mask and arrest all citzens not wearing seat belts ...or kill them
Principalpoop: ouch my nose
Dexter Fong: A crisp noe is a nose well done
Dexter Fong awards Poop the Cyrano Trophy
Principalpoop: where is malaga? ahh in the fridge, next to pilsner
Dexter Fong: Ma laga? She down by de fortune teller man
Dexter Fong: He's a librarian and she's a virginian
cease: my eyesight is decreasing as i type
Mudhead: South coast, to the east
Principalpoop: my fortune teller has 3 holes drilled in her crystal ball, goes bowling on tuesdays
Dexter Fong: The Zodian Killer strikes again
cease: i am a victim of the tyrannyo f the well sighted
Dexter Fong: Does she do windows Poop?
cease: dave not included
Dexter Fong: =)) Cat
Principalpoop: i told the cop i have contacts, he says, i don't care who you know, you must wear your glasses while driving
cease: lol poop
Principalpoop: windows? make sense man
Dexter Fong: Good thing you didn't have radial Kiromectricky
Principalpoop: no, i don't believe in UFOs
Dexter Fong: I Have news, they don't believe in us either
cease: lol again poop
cease: you are stretching my lungs capacity for laughter
Principalpoop: cat must be really tired, i am striking his funny bone
Dexter Fong: that would be smlcfl
cease: i hope i live long enough to see ufos land and the rulers of this place just freak out
Dexter Fong: We'll nuke 'em back to the 25th Centry
Principalpoop: ufos land? would you? lol
Principalpoop: huh?
Principalpoop: chat stalled, I;m back
Dexter Fong: Yeah..and i'd buzz there crop landings and scare their cows
Dexter Fong: and their crows
cease: no, i have stuff to look forward to. my father didnt. my mother jusst looks forward to death. big dif
Principalpoop: the anal probes sound fun, but after a dozen or so, i don't know
Dexter Fong: Ask for the pain killer first Poop
Principalpoop: i mean doing the probing, with my probe
Dexter Fong: The pain killer is becasue they whip you when you don't perform
cease: where are the plaster casters when you need them?
Dexter Fong: Out! Casting plasters!!
Principalpoop: the master blaster has the plaster casters and he is out casting plasters
cease: fist REalist i ever bought had an article abut them
Dexter Fong: Plaster Caster was more humane then lost wax method
Principalpoop: who, the ufos?
Dexter Fong: You are Obsolete
Principalpoop: obsolette, i am part french
Dexter Fong: And which part would that be mam'selle
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong Give Catherwood the boot in the ribs
||||||||| Catherwood gives the boot in the ribs.
cease: one of kerouac/ginsberg's friends was a guy named sublette. i thougt it was a made up name
Principalpoop: like temp tennatt?
Dexter Fong: A pseudonym real name was prolly condo or co-op
cease: the beats had such problmes using real names
Principalpoop: condo, that is cool name, call me condo
cease: they wanted to be honest, but really couldnt
Principalpoop: oops, too much like condi rice now, nevermind
Dexter Fong: ------>insert musical sting<------
cease: on the road trip a few days ago, i met a guy named Maui
cease: i thoguth it was only for islands
Principalpoop: it is a fish too, right?
Dexter Fong: brb
Principalpoop: is it the hawaiian version of murray?
cease: or half the name of a one time popular stran
Principalpoop: ahh yes
Principalpoop: same as columbo
cease: what the north vanners called the Colombo Plan
Principalpoop: they call what the columbo plan?
Principalpoop: hehe
Principalpoop: cough cough, is this thing on?
Principalpoop: ahh ok
Principalpoop: i have stumped the band
Principalpoop: drum rim roll
Dexter Fong: Colombostan? Ah yes...I remember my Sapoy, Huge native was out beating the bushes
cease: thats a not a stump, that's my wife
cease: those bushes arent beaten enough yet, young dex
Dexter Fong: Geaorge was wallowing in an elephant outhouse with Laura right behind him
Principalpoop: ahh sapoy, he was in the mob scene in the sand pebbles
Dexter Fong: He was the under study for saabu
cease: waht a sap she had
Principalpoop: after all those years too
Dexter Fong: She was standing under the dwarf maple and it was sugarin' time
Principalpoop: ahh bubblegum music, they don't write them like that anymore
cease: we gotta harvest all the maples to put em on our flags
Dexter Fong: army's of Sugar daddys have marched over me
Principalpoop: the maple leaf of horror
cease: youre too old for that, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: I'm old, that's why they could...why when I was a yout....
Principalpoop: never too old for that, hehe
Dexter Fong Plays the maple oval leaf rag and simulaneously sings Sugar Blues
cease: i look forward to seeing you next year and you eating me under the table, dex
Principalpoop: when people call me sir, i still look over my shoulder behind me..
Dexter Fong: Cat; I think you misunderstood the arrangement
cease: i must be albe to as nimbly dart about new york streets to work up an apptetite for our chosen destinations
Principalpoop: i saw that in a movie hehe
Dexter Fong: We're just good friends
Mudhead: I fell asleep, im goin, nite all
cease: by mud
Principalpoop: sausage and potatoes man eh fong? hehe
Dexter Fong: Adieu Muddie
||||||||| Around 12:14 AM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset...
Principalpoop: night mud
cease: mud has come and gone
Dexter Fong: Baners and mash poop...HE HE
Principalpoop: all that is left is traces, well a track of mud across my nice clean floor
Principalpoop: boners?
Principalpoop: ahh bangers
Dexter Fong: Yep
Principalpoop: bongers
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: Boomers?
Dexter Fong: I think mot
Dexter Fong: not
cease: bong hits for yahweh
Principalpoop: nyc does have some good restaurants, maybe
cease: i had realy good ravioli there in 1964
Principalpoop: hard to compete with roanoke though, 2 white towers
Dexter Fong: and here's $1 on the big yahweh 1020 bong hit is "Spirit in the Sky" by norman er uh Jewish guy
cease: tommy bong is back on tour with mr cheech coming soon to a bongery near you
Principalpoop: greenbaum
Dexter Fong: Are they coming to Hong Principalpoop: class, classsss
Dexter Fong: Poop: =)) yes, Greenbaum forgot it while I was typing
cease: i thik they start in eastern canada. i dont know if they can tour the states with tommly's status
Principalpoop: i don't know it, but i have in my mp3 collection
Dexter Fong: Yes?
Principalpoop: ahh, yes, an undesireable, but we have allow bush and cheney here
cease: you know the song Girl Talk?
Dexter Fong: Hudson and Landry?
Principalpoop: heart, from seattle?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes
cease: from broadway play or maybe 50s flick?
Dexter Fong: Flip Side of Boy Act
cease: a song i always lvoed, heard it played by many bands
Dexter Fong: Flick
cease: i would love to have some versoins of that song
Principalpoop: does not ring a bell
Dexter Fong: Cat" I'll see what I can do
cease: it befcame very iportant to me and my family when we were stranded in various hotel bars in the 70s/80s
cease: the bar pianist always knew thtat song and i always loved it
Principalpoop: ahh girl talk
Principalpoop: nope, never heard of it
Dexter Fong: Poop" You might well recognize it if you heard it
Principalpoop: sounds like something by doris day
cease: it was very much of the compellnig chord structure of the broadway muscial of that era
cease: i thnk she did record it, poop
Principalpoop: could you find more common words to use for searching the net?
Principalpoop: the girl talk maybe?
Dexter Fong: Cat wife says it's a Jack Jones song and later used in a movie
Principalpoop: shirley jones husband?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Song, girl talk?
Principalpoop: no no no, poop is an ass, don't take him seriously, geesh
Dexter Fong: Boy if Merlyn were here he'd have all the URLs
Dexter Fong: Fire Catherwood, hire Merlyn
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and says "Stop typing gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
Principalpoop: go find merlyn and bring him here catherwood, good AI
||||||||| Catherwood gives him here good ai.
Principalpoop: loool
Principalpoop: i found a quirk
Dexter Fong: You can't give what you ain't got Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets what you ain't got.
Principalpoop: ahh thanks
Dexter Fong: Catherwood you shall have given as well as you have gotten
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Dexter Fong and asks "Someone mention my name?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood mention my name
||||||||| Catherwood mentions Dexter Fong's name.
cease: i have gone in search of foodl see you in 2 weeks
||||||||| cease is kicked out just as the clock strikes 12:29 AM.
Dexter Fong: Have a good time in Chi Town cat and I' ll check your blog
Dexter Fong: Poop: As much as the pleasyre gas been mine heh heh
Dexter Fong: See yah next time
Principalpoop: night
Principalpoop: ciaoo
Principalpoop: i was googling, sorry lol
Principalpoop: should not do that in public hehe
Principalpoop: have a super week
||||||||| "12:31 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Principalpoop, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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:
Bubba's Brain
cease
Dexter Fong
Elayne
Firebroiled
H. Stones
Harold Hiphugger with NEWWWWS!
Honey Honey
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
Principalpoop
RAY HAMBERGAIRE wit Videos
Tweeny
wake (the flake)

URL References:
http://kcsm.org/jazz91/listen.php
http://www.cafepress.com/firesign/5836867
www.seemrealland.blogspot.com

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"