Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
10/09/2008

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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 October 09, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Danger of Being, Firebroiled sneaks in around 7:47 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Danger of Being, Firebroiled: Now, let me sock it to you, baby! [stack of evidence] .
It’s clear, from these Underground Films .
shot in your bedroom .
by the Free Food and Drugged Administration,.
that you’ve been dolling out unauthorized bread and water.
to a chick who lost her Free Food Card!
Danger of Being, Firebroiled: All out for Fort Stinkin’ Desert!.

Last Indian Reservation for two thousand miles.

You got fifteen minutes, folks!

Get ‘em while you can!
Danger of Being, Firebroiled: You too, Dexter Fong
||||||||| Danger of Being, Firebroiled departs at 7:49 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| ah,clem enters at 7:49 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| ah,clem is kicked out just as the clock strikes 7:51 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:56 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| 8:56 PM -- ah,clem left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Bambi enters at 8:59 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn plummets into the garden at 8:59 PM.
Bambi: hey Merlyn
Merlyn: hello
Bambi: how's it going this week for you?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 09, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Merlyn: ok, but I haven't seen what my stock portfolio or 401K is doing
Bambi: yeah, I hear ya
Bambi: it was certainly another bad day on the market
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'DonQuixoTween', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: hey Tween
DonQuixoTween: Unhand that lady, dastardly windmill!!
Bambi: out on probation are ya Tween ;-)
Merlyn: "Looks like I picked the wrong week to give up sniffin' glue"
Bambi: lol Merl
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'cease', just granted probation at 9:03 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DonQuixoTween: lol Merlyn
DonQuixoTween: Yes Bambi, I promised to stop chasing windmills
cease: airplane. one funny flick
DonQuixoTween: Hey cease
Merlyn: courtesy of a guy who drank the "GOP is the only ones who can save us" kool-aid
Bambi: good deal, those windmills can be deadly
Bambi: lol
cease: i think its the funniest flick i've seen, that i can recall
Bambi: hey Cat
||||||||| "9:04 PM? 9:04 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Bambi: it is a very funny film
llanwydd: TGIT
Bambi: hey llanwydd
Merlyn: Peter Bergman called me a couple days ago, he wants to do stuff, and also get something going with firesign
Bambi: TGIT for sure
DonQuixoTween: Evenin' LL
cease: great news, merl
Bambi: awesome Merl!
DonQuixoTween: TGIT indeed
llanwydd: it's about time, merl
DonQuixoTween: Great News, Merlyn! :=))
Merlyn: I'll keep buggin him every now & then
Bambi: course I think we could all probably do without this week entirely
DonQuixoTween: So much ripe material out there
llanwydd: why is that, bambi?
cease: is he still doing that radio gig in la?
cease: not a funny gig, as i understood
DonQuixoTween: Heard that, Bambi
Bambi: well, we could have done without the slaughter of the economy
Merlyn: yes cat, he's still working for, what, CBS?
llanwydd: which slaughter of the economy?
Merlyn: KFWB
Bambi: courtesy of the blanking cartelinos and their couepae
llanwydd: you mean the bailout?
Bambi: llanwydd is in denial?
cease: i read great online review of box of danger by some guy who grew up in la, though i dont remember the dodgers being on kfwb back then.
llanwydd: I'm on Lake George. de Nile is several thousand miles away from me
cease: i can still hear their theme jingle in my head 4 years later
cease: kfwb, channel 98
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Merlyn: Bergman is listed as a weekend anchor
ah,clem: hi all
llanwydd: Hey Clem
cease: aha
cease: hi clem
DonQuixoTween: Hello ah, clem
cease: its just a straight anchor job then, no bergman humour allowed?
Bambi: wb clem
cease: bergman has a lot of skill losing radio gigs
Merlyn: He says he can put in "odd" news bits, but they need to be real
DonQuixoTween: News OF The Weird would be a good source
||||||||| Outside, the 9:12 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Principalpoop coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bambi: settings Scrollingonoff Speedslowmedfast DisplaySave At 4:07PM ET today, 10-9-2008: Dow Jones: 8,579.19
Principalpoop: arghh arghh
llanwydd: speaking of news anchors, I listened to the autobiography of walter cronkite on audiocassette a few days ag
cease: news of the weird.
llanwydd: Howdy Princ!
cease: hi poop
llanwydd: ago
Principalpoop: halowdee
cease: did walter do the recording?
llanwydd: yeah, read by the author
llanwydd: it was just alright
Bambi: wow, where did the scrolly thing come from?
llanwydd: cronkite seems a rather boring guy
Bambi: hey princeP
Principalpoop: what scrolly thing?
cease: i would have thought he'd be interesting
Principalpoop: hi keepers of the root
Bambi: at the beginning of the dow jones line
Principalpoop: i don't have that
DonQuixoTween: I sure trusted Cronkite more than any other major network anchor
ah,clem: hello Mr. Principal
Principalpoop: i prefer tony dow
DonQuixoTween: Hey P
Principalpoop: more than huntley, or brinkley?
cease: he was very trust evoking
llanwydd: well it could have been interesting. for example he could have talked about he nuremberg trials which he attended but there wasnt' a word about that
cease: bummer, llan
DonQuixoTween: Thought they were good also, but just trusted Cronkite to always look at the real truth behind a story
llanwydd: he spoke briefly about reporting the kennedy assassination and that was as interesting as it got
cease: wow. all that stuff he's seen, you'd think he would have a great story to tell
Bambi: nice to know that AIG has cancelled all taxpayer funded 'events' after the fiasco today
Principalpoop: rock rock rock roll roll roll
llanwydd: he told a lot about kennedy and nixon. some of it was worthwhile
Bambi: yeah, that's sad llanwydd about Cronkite not really talking about all he's seen over the years ... maybe he's saving it for the book?
Principalpoop: i read andrea mitchells autobiography, got it for a dollar in a bin at the grocery store
Principalpoop: no way to get my money back...
Bambi: lol princep ... that puts things in perspective eh?
Bambi: lol
DonQuixoTween: What? No more $40,000 spa vixits?
llanwydd: cronkite just isn't a good storyteller
llanwydd: he was a great reporter though
Principalpoop: you would love andrea maybe llan, a real name-dropper
Bambi: maybe he should have someone else do his biography for him?
Principalpoop: you can have my copy lol pay for shipping lol
Bambi: would cost more than it cost you to buy it princep lol
Principalpoop: exactly lol
llanwydd: I believe the title is "a reporter's life"
llanwydd: that's not very imaginitive
Principalpoop: a neil armstrong kind of guy, never see them panic
llanwydd: that might not be the precise title but pretty close
llanwydd: iouytrfd
cease: if we could all just get somone else to live our lives for us
Principalpoop: i have not checked the news today yet, anything going on?
Principalpoop: i already am,i think cat
Principalpoop: this can't be my life, it must be somebody else's
Bambi: Talking Back?
Principalpoop: that sounds like andrea, or so she thinks lol
Bambi: lol
DonQuixoTween: Stock market took another dive, P
DonQuixoTween: In case you ain't heard
cease: sounds like that swartzenegger flick on mars
cease: forget what its called
Principalpoop: i don't have any stocks, or 501Ks
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:26 PM and late as usual, it's H. Stones, just back from Hellmouth."
Principalpoop: that was a cool movie
Principalpoop: i am horrible with movie names
Bambi: hey Stones
H. Stones: Hi Bambi
Principalpoop: good eveeeneeeng stones
H. Stones: Good Day M Lord Poop
cease: hi stones
Principalpoop: thanks, your majesty
cease: proctor and bergman make a joke about it in Power
Bambi: wow, you are back from Hellmouth already, seems the rest of the world is still there lol
H. Stones: Our PM gave away half of our GNP to the Banks Yesterday
Bambi: yeah
H. Stones: but the banks dont seem impressed and want more
Principalpoop: GNP is old anyway, get with it, get hip, get a DNP or something like that
||||||||| Honey Sanchez enters at 9:29 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
H. Stones: Hi Honey
DonQuixoTween: Saw that Stones
Bambi: and ours gave away about sixteen times that in borrowed dollars which means we pay a crapload more than that :-(
Principalpoop: hola honeylicious
Bambi: hey Honey
Honey Sanchez stumbles in with a pack of necessities preparing for martial law
||||||||| Catherwood leads Tor Hershman inside, makes a note of the time (9:30 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DonQuixoTween: At least the UK is getting _equity shares_ in the banks
Bambi: hey Tor
Honey Sanchez: Hola everyone
Principalpoop: hail tor
Bambi: heard that Honey
H. Stones: its OK in our case, all the money came from the taxpayers :-(
DonQuixoTween: Mzzzzzzz Sanchez
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All, and Happy Woodmas Eve
cease: hi tor, honey
DonQuixoTween: Hey Tor
H. Stones: and a Happy Lennon Mas
Tor Hershman: Indeed
Principalpoop: everybody ready for columbus day?
Bambi: yeah, ours too Stones ... 700BM borrowed from the current and future of the country
cease: not the indians
H. Stones: why Poop, whats he gone and found this time ?
DonQuixoTween: Speaking of Tor, Happy Leif Erikson day, everybody
Bambi: and that's just the ONE bailout
Tor Hershman: Ain't it something, Ed Wood and John Lennon's birth and death days are so close to each other?
DonQuixoTween: Damned Italians lol
cease: we're having our thanksgiving on monday
cease: that reminds me, i may not be here next thurs. going out of town, but will chat if near computer
Principalpoop: i thought he was portuguese
Honey Sanchez: well gee happy holidays to one and all
H. Stones: we had our Christmas a couple of months back, but we didnt realise it at the time
Tor Hershman: Johnny with #9 and Eddie with Plan 9
Bambi: lol stones
Tor Hershman: WTF is with CNI???
cease: everyuthing is close to something, tor
Principalpoop: idk
DonQuixoTween: It's Firesign, Tor
Bambi: like Clem was saying that wasted money will have about as much affect as the stimulus checks
H. Stones: CNI i know and love, Tor but i never heard WTF yet
DonQuixoTween: Digital Diner
Merlyn: bergman was on earlier
Tor Hershman: Everybody is Andy Warhol for 15 minutes, Cease
llanwydd: oiuytrwertyu
cease: canuck thanksgiving is a legal holiday, 2nd monday of oct every year
cease: on what?
Honey Sanchez: lol stones :P
cease: you mean here?
Principalpoop: or just being funny?
ah,clem: this is part of "digital diner"
Tor Hershman: Well, H, moi 'tis hearin' some groovin', hipster singer, not Firesign
llanwydd: sounds like a disadvantage compared to ours, cat
cease: yeah you get a 4 day holiday.
llanwydd: we always had four days off from school
Bambi: its Firesign Theater's Digital Diner
cease: but end of nov is too cold. mid oct is cold enough for me to travel
Tor Hershman: Bam, the jukebox is hipstercity, coolvilles, Baby-O
Bambi: october here is like november there
cease: if i have to be outdoors somplace in canada, i dont want to do it in winter
Tor Hershman: The weather here is super fantastic
Principalpoop: where?
cease: where is here?
llanwydd: don't tell me you have christmas in november
H. Stones: yeah, the Bears are hungrier, Cease
Bambi: was beautiful fall day today
Tor Hershman: Place Of The Skull, West Virginié
llanwydd: I've spent some beautiful summer days in canada
Honey Sanchez: the albuquerque international balloon fiesta is going on...the weather is wonderful in the high 40's at night high 70's in the day
llanwydd: though not many
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne in through the front door at 9:36 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: hi Elayne
Elayne: Evenin' all!
llanwydd: I spent about it week in Black Lake in western ontario
H. Stones: i hear they have three or four of every year llan
Tor Hershman: It ISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS the D. Diner for dinner
Principalpoop: same here honey, but humid
Honey Sanchez: hello Elayne
llanwydd: Hi Elayne!
Principalpoop: hi E
H. Stones: Hi Elayne
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, El
Merlyn: hi E
cease: hey el!
Honey Sanchez: some humidity would be nice poop
Principalpoop: you must have been wrinkled after that llan
Tor Hershman: Sex, Drugs and poopy pants
Bambi: wow 80 degrees here tomorrow!
llanwydd: LOL
llanwydd: I don't mean in the lake
Honey Sanchez: lol
Elayne: Yeah, it was pretty warm today. Good for the Jews meandering about during their 1-2 hours out of synagogue today...
Bambi: and 59 overnight
H. Stones: another frosty night here
Tor Hershman: Dig it
H. Stones: Nino has no idea where Poop, is, i guess that brings him into line with poop
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:39 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: ahh the wandering jew, i wondered where that phrase came from..
cease: are you allowed to socialize with us tonight, el?
llanwydd: I'm getting a satellite dish for the first time in my life tomorrow
Honey Sanchez: how come the Jews are in the synagogue E?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dex
cease: hi dex
llanwydd: or however you spell it
H. Stones: Welcome Commander Fong, what are your orders ?
Principalpoop: there is fong
Bambi: well, since no work is permitted...might as well enjoy the weather :-)
llanwydd: Hey Dex!
Honey Sanchez: hola Dex
Elayne: Hey Dex, can I give you a call tomorrow after work, a drink or two?
Bambi: Yom Kippur
Elayne: Honey, today was Yom Kippur. Pretty much the biggest, most somber deal in the Jewish calendar.
Bambi: hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Guten Abend Dammen und Herren
Principalpoop: comcast has old cheap routers, nino cannot read them
llanwydd: did you eat kippured herring?
Tor Hershman: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7iQRFP_e90 speakin' of Jews
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Sure
Elayne: You don't eat on Yom Kippur. That's also a big deal, the whole fasting thing.
Tor Hershman: Magellian didn't make it
Tor Hershman: Got his ass killed off mid-Pacific, didn't he????
Honey Sanchez: ah i see ok i thought it was at the end of September, but stones 'splained to me it floats around. So the Shofar could be blown any minute then??
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi, Cat, Honey, llan, Merlyn, poop, tor, stones
cease: int ramadan a month long fast?
Principalpoop: sure, you do it for one day, lent is a month, even for forgiveness, christians are paying retail
llanwydd: I didn't know that. I thought it was a feast
H. Stones: Its over already over here, so Kippur gives way to Kipper
Elayne: Great Dex, I'll call around 6 or so, as soon as the bus gets down there (unless I decide to walk it).
Dexter Fong: OK E
Tor Hershman: Ram A Dam, goat sex with the Army Corps of Injun-ears
Elayne: I'm definitely out of work regular time (5:30) since neither of my bosses will be in the office tomorrow.
H. Stones: (Waits patiently for Fongs orders )
Honey Sanchez could never fast for a month
Dexter Fong: STONES: Wait for it!!!
H. Stones: synchronising watches
Tor Hershman: Tom Waits for it
Principalpoop: that is funny, stones told me you were a fast girl honey
Dexter Fong: Honey: Ramadam, you only fast during the day, at night you gorge
Honey Sanchez: ah ok I could do that
cease: tom waits for no one
Dexter Fong: Allah cannot see you eating at night
Elayne can't fast any more because of her diabetes.
H. Stones: Honey Ramadam, didnt he play with the Bombai Stompers ?
Tor Hershman: Tom smothers?
Elayne: But today my blood glucose was down well below 100! Which is very good.
Tor Hershman: Allah Allah in free
Principalpoop: i fast every night and then in the morning, i breakfast hehe
Honey Sanchez: yes i believe so
Principalpoop: dick
H. Stones: no thanks Poop, had one earlier
Principalpoop: dickie smothers
Tor Hershman: Dick Nixon
cease: good to hear, el
Bambi: olly, olly, oxen free
Tor Hershman: Ick Nixon
DonQuixoTween: ...
Bambi: *kicks the can*
H. Stones: Dickie Smothers, who did he play with ?
Principalpoop: congrats E, keep doing whatever you are doing
Dexter Fong: Free oxen, I only got a free govermint mule
llanwydd: nick exxon
Elayne: Yeah Cat, my biggest problem seems to (still) be portion control, so I'm going to try some appetite suppressants (like hoodia), see if they help.
Bambi: not any more Dex
Dexter Fong: Hoodia love
DonQuixoTween kicks the habit
Tor Hershman: It's Holy Wood night for Woodites
Bambi: now you only get a borrowed govermint mule
Elayne: Actually, today the difference seems to have been an hour or so of, erm, "exercise" with my husband.
llanwydd: dick smothers was in one of The Smothers Brothers, Stones
H. Stones: no one in my Hood Dexter
Principalpoop: don't kick that nun tween
llanwydd: you would have missed them, I'm sure
Honey Sanchez kicks the mule
cease: i was hoping to invite you and robin to dinner in nyc next year, if that's possible
Elayne: We'll certainly be here, Cat!
Principalpoop: an hour? lordy lordy, open a website
llanwydd: I'm sorry. I did not phrase that properly
Tor Hershman: Whifle Tip, suck 'em
Elayne: Sorry Prinpoop, you'll just have to use your filthy imagination.
Principalpoop: i can do that hehe
Honey Sanchez: yes I am sure you can poop
Tor Hershman: Imagine your filthy imagination, it's easy if you try
Tor Hershman: No knows below us, above us only guys
Elayne: Oh, that's right, it would have been Lennon's birthday today.
Principalpoop: alll we are saying, is give it a try hehe
Tor Hershman: Flushy Hershman???
cease: happy birthday, beatle
llanwydd: actually it IS lennon's birthday today
Tor Hershman: Google Flushy Hershman for his web site
llanwydd: he's still interred in the kremlin
Elayne: Well, you know what I mean, Llan. Can't celebrate a birthday once you've passed. Although one's living scion certainly can: http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=48906808&blogID=439632849
llanwydd: yes I understand he has a living scion who shares his birthday
Bambi: yes, happy birthday John Lennon ... I am sure you are spinning in your grave today as much as Thomas Jefferson and Andrew Jackson
Elayne: And another who wished him a happy (the link I just put up)
Tor Hershman: Nazi as a 20 dollar bill
Dexter Fong: John, Tom and Andy, The Origianl Spinners
llanwydd: origami spinners?
Principalpoop: what about dick? and harry?
Dexter Fong: Poop: A cover band
cease: are the youngens these days still digging the beatles?
Dexter Fong: The G STRINGS THEY CALLED THEMSELFS
Tor Hershman: Harry neilson ratings
llanwydd: spinnen is the german word for spiders
Principalpoop: you do origami llan? i have done it too
Elayne: I'd like to hope so, Cat.
H. Stones: Werent they in Thong of Norway, Dexter ?
llanwydd: I have a black belt in origami
H. Stones: sorry about my lisp
Dexter Fong: G Stones, I'm not sure
Merlyn: there was a place called the Origami Cafe, but they folded
Principalpoop: wait, who has a black thong?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:54 PM and late as usual, it's Honey Honey, just back from New Mexico."
H. Stones: you got me in creases Merlyn
llanwydd: hh is back
Principalpoop: sugar sugar, honey honey
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, HH
llanwydd: formerly hs
Merlyn: black thongs are thoul muthic
Dexter Fong: Right Thong
cease: you need a drummer, merl
llanwydd: LOL Merl
Bambi: hey Honey, Chatterwood thinks you are in NM
Honey Honey: HI HI i got stuck & had to close pages down
H. Stones: B-Bum
Honey Honey: lol Merlyn
Tor Hershman: Northern Mexico
Principalpoop: yes, add a rimshot sound effect M
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Honey Sanchez at 9:55 PM
Tor Hershman: Fish oil goooooood
Principalpoop: i tapped refresh in firefox, and that worked for me honey
cease: how many honeys are there?
DonQuixoTween: ...
H. Stones: you cannot have too many Honeys, Cease
Dexter Fong: How many you want??
Honey Honey: just one, cease
cease: quite sufficient, i'm sure
Tor Hershman: See the tree, how big it's grown
Principalpoop: sounds like a song by The Archies
H. Stones: Run Away
Bambi: 13 o'clock!
Honey Honey runs the other way
Dexter Fong: Hi! noon
H. Stones: we have a big church clock over here Bambi that really does strike 13
Dexter Fong: If I could run like honey, I'd have to use the ladies room
Principalpoop: running just as fast as we can, holding on to one anothers hand
Elayne: I work in a still-superstitious skyscraper in Manhattan with no 13th floor.
Bambi: well, that's what Mickey Mouse said anyway according to Scotty/Scottie
Principalpoop: it used to have a 13th floor, that is another story
Bambi: wow really stones?
Bambi: kewl
cease: i had that inflicted on me at the dentists the other day. toxic music
H. Stones: yep
Bambi: right princep
Tor Hershman: Oh, Poop
Principalpoop: 70s AM top 10 hits?
Tor Hershman: That one was over moi's head
H. Stones: was on a big estate Bambi and the workers stopped for lunch at one pm but because of the distance they often could not hear it strike one so the fixed ti to strike 13
Dexter Fong: Moi is too short anyway
Bambi: LOL stones ... that is funny
Tor Hershman: Mo is shorter, Dex
H. Stones: its true Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: There is no "I" in Mo
Principalpoop: can i have some moi poi please sir?
Honey Honey: makes sense stones
Tor Hershman: EYE EYE EYE!!!
llanwydd: that sounds rather silly, stones
Bambi: did you read mercola's page to the video with google, mon san to, stones?
llanwydd: what if they didn't hear the first strike and they thought it was noon?
Dexter Fong: llan: That's not silly, that's British
Tor Hershman: MORE POI, POOP!?!?!??!
H. Stones: not seen it Bambi
Honey Honey: good question llan
Principalpoop: more Sugar!
Dexter Fong: Po Poop, Moi
Bambi: might want to check it out
Honey Honey gives poop more sugar
llanwydd: imagine if big ben struck twenty-four times? it would drive all of london "balmy"
Merlyn: too late
Principalpoop: hehe honey gave me some sugar hehe
Tor Hershman: Orson hit the REALLY big-time with "Slapstick Of A Different Kind"
Bambi: big ben on military time?
Honey Honey: no worries llan, all of London already IS barmy
Dexter Fong: Big Ben, a contributer to global warming?
Tor Hershman: Give Johnny some corn flakes
Dexter Fong notices HH has picked up a cockney accent
Elayne: Time to shower and get ready for bed. See you tomorrow, Dex! See you next week, everyone else!
Dexter Fong: Cor!! and Blimey
Principalpoop: ciao E!
llanwydd: twenty-four times every midnight? nobody would sleep
Honey Honey: g'nite Elayne have a good week be safe!
Dexter Fong: Night E, see you tommorow
Bambi: have a great night E!
llanwydd: Nite '
llanwydd: Nite Elayne
||||||||| Elayne leaves at 10:04 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
cease: by el
Merlyn: note E
Merlyn: or nite
Tor Hershman: TTFN, El
Tor Hershman: "How I Won The War" really did nothing for moi.
Dexter Fong: Maybe no sub=titles for Moi
DonQuixoTween: ...
llanwydd: I'd like to see that film at least once
cease: not one of his better flicks, tor
Merlyn: heard of it, haven't seen it
Principalpoop: i am still trying to figure out blimey and cor
llanwydd: I'm kind of a film buff
llanwydd: that's why I'm getting dishnet tomorrow. lot of movie channels
Dexter Fong: I like to watch films naked too
cease: i'm neither a film nor buff
llanwydd: compared to cable
Principalpoop: then what was the name of that mars schwartnagger movie?
Honey Honey: lol Fong! you read my mind
Tor Hershman: "Manfish" best film ever, except for "The Atomic Brain"
Merlyn: total recall
Dexter Fong: poop: Total Recall
Principalpoop: wow M, yes, thanks
cease: thats it, dex
Dexter Fong: Ford Motors announced today a total recall
Principalpoop: DF too, a little late
Honey Honey: yes i liked tha part where schwarzenneger's eyes were popping out
llanwydd: actually I'm not much into newer films. just more or less stuff from before 1970
Principalpoop: the midget girl was hot
Tor Hershman: Ford MoTORs has photo porno-graphic memory
llanwydd: I haven't gone to a movie since that remake of 13 Ghosts that was just as bad as the original
cease: fresh from the oven, poop?
Dexter Fong: General MoiTors, shicken
Principalpoop: hehe
Honey Honey: poppin' fresh, cease
cease: if its good for gm, its good for the usa
llanwydd: I wish they had a revival cinema near me
Tor Hershman: Private MoiTors got a field commision?
llanwydd: there are old movies that absolutely have to be seen on a big screen
Principalpoop: they have them in seattle and los angeles llan
Tor Hershman: "The Pope owns 51% of General MoTORS" sayith George Harrison
Dexter Fong: Tor: It was a filed emmision
llanwydd: well, then I'll have to move, princ
Principalpoop: you said you were going west anyway
cease: his sweet lord didnt do him any good
Tor Hershman: At least he wasn't on Uranus, Dex.
Honey Honey: the west is the best, get here we'll do the rest
Dexter Fong: Like a Klingon, Tor?
llanwydd: I might, princ. but not for good
Principalpoop: isn't it a pity?
H. Stones: i thought everyone was going south
Principalpoop: ahh ok, just a vacation
Tor Hershman: Cling On - plastic wrap of Star Fleet
Honey Honey: haha Stones everyone and everything
Dexter Fong: STONES:Honey said to run the other way...I'm up here in North Bay CA
cease: i'm never leaving here
Honey Honey is holed up in the South-west
llanwydd: thought you said you were going to NYC, Cat
Principalpoop: i won't say a word
Dexter Fong: He he Honey said holed he he
Tor Hershman: Ms. Woods digs that Pelvis Wood
cease: just for a few days, llan
llanwydd: if I go out west it will only be for about a year
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:13 PM and late as usual, it's Bunnyboy, just back from Seattle."
cease: i take short trips. going away next week for 4 days, was in chicago for 4 days last m onth
Bunnyboy: Yee ha
Principalpoop: be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
cease: hey bunny
Principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, BB
llanwydd: Hey
llanwydd: Bunnyboy
Honey Honey: Howdee BB
H. Stones: GM flowers poop, ?
Principalpoop: jennifer hehe
Bunnyboy: I finally found a copy of BOX OF DANGER. It resides in my studio.
||||||||| Outside, the 10:15 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving überRegenbogen coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Principalpoop: juniper
Tor Hershman: Get them Beatles, Elvis
Dexter Fong: Uber
Principalpoop: guten aben uber
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Uber
Honey Honey: heya Uber
cease: good for you, bun. minie is in the mail
überRegenbogen: ahoy
cease: hi uber
Bunnyboy: Had to go to Silver Platters, the local operation that took over the space and "feel" of the late, lamented Tower Records store in Lower Queen Anne.
Dexter Fong: My copy is coming from Amazon
Principalpoop: i have not been to the mall yet
Bunnyboy: And I'm mailing my check to Otherworld Media tomorrow, for DR. FIRESIGN'S FOLLIES.
cease: its delightful, bun
Bunnyboy: What's that on the CNI feed?
Principalpoop: i was nixon and elvis
Dexter Fong: Digital Diner with PB
Principalpoop: t
DonQuixoTween Hasn't started reading his copy of Follies yet
Bunnyboy: Oh, gotcha. Forgot about the Diner. Been awhile.
llanwydd: got mail. brb
Bunnyboy: Hell, I ain't close to finishing Fred's book.
DonQuixoTween has also received a copy of PK's "One Hand Jerking"
Dexter Fong: Bunny: Your booth over in the corner is still open
DonQuixoTween finds PK's books a lot of fun
Bunnyboy: Media of all sorts just tends to eat up my furniture.
Tor Hershman: http://wfmu.org/playlists/AC go donw to June, 22, 2002 for John Lennon AND Tower Records
cease: good for you, tween
überRegenbogen is behind in his reading
Tor Hershman: June 26, really
Bunnyboy: Lots of Universal product out this week. 3 Hitchcocks, and a Welles.
Dexter Fong: No good, I got Capra's full of DeMilles
Tor Hershman: Which Hitchcocks?
llanwydd: I've seen all of hitchcocks sound films except for his two shorts
Dexter Fong: Hitchcock RAILWAY
llanwydd: made in 1944 and 46 if I'm not mistooken
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Bunnyboy: PSYCHO, REAR WINDOW and VERTIGO, in new 2-disc remasters.
Bunnyboy: No Blu-ray, for thems that does.
Tor Hershman: Dang, all good ones
Bunnyboy: And each title includes a bonus episode of ALFRED HITCHCOCK PRESENTS.
Tor Hershman: Unlike many a Hitchcock fan, WifeyWu and I dig "Topaz"
Bunnyboy: The ep on PSYCHO is the one with the "lamb dinner". Heh...heh...heh...
Bunnyboy: Tor: There are 7 more being released by MGM next week, including the long out-of-print NOTORIOUS.
Dexter Fong: Top of the 7th, Phils 3 LA2...MANNY HAd a HR
Bunnyboy: SPELLBOUND, LIFEBOAT, THE LODGER and....a few more.
llanwydd: Notorious is on tcm all the time. that's how "out-of-print" it is
Tor Hershman: "Notorious" hummmmmmmm, Doris Day???
Tor Hershman: "The Lodger" the silent one, it's good
Dexter Fong: No Tor..Jane Russell
DonQuixoTween: Silence Of The Lamb Chops
llanwydd: I've seen all the ones you mentioned, bunnyboy. the lodger is the only one of his silent films that I have seen
cease: i just turned on our sports station and they're singing the natoinal anthem, dex
Bunnyboy: llan: Yeah, I got a dub offa TCM, but it is nice to have a commercial release of the title. It's my 2nd favorite 40's Hitchcock, after SHADOW OF A DOUBT.
cease: is your reality ahead of us?
Dexter Fong: Adam's Rib Steak
Bunnyboy: Tor: Nope. Ingrid Bergman. Dah-ROOOL...
Tor Hershman: You mofo'
Tor Hershman: opppppps
llanwydd: the only one that really leaves me cold is Mr and Mrs Smith
Dexter Fong: Cat: Middle of the 7th, and not Anthem prolly buy God Bless Kate Smith
Bunnyboy: Doris Day is in the 2nd version of THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH.
Tor Hershman: That should've been, - - - You mofos need to google Mill Creek
Dexter Fong: Tor: You Moi Foi
Dexter Fong: ooooooooooooops
llanwydd: I prefer the original man who knew too much
Tor Hershman: Yes indeed, Dex
Tor Hershman: Tor is a mater fornicaTOR
llanwydd: I had read the short story before I saw either of the films
überRegenbogen seruptitiously picks up a file from Bradshaw's desk, and browses though it
Tor Hershman: Nite all, TTFN & stay on groovin' safari
überRegenbogen suddenly sneezes
überRegenbogen quickly closes the soiled file and returns it to Bradshaw's desk
llanwydd: nite, tor!
Dexter Fong: Uber seems to need a lot oflebensraum
Honey Honey: nite Tor
DonQuixoTween: Nite Tor
Bunnyboy: OK, what's with the icons?
Principalpoop: back, night tor
Honey Honey: Oooooooh show me more uber
Dexter Fong: Night TOR
cease: ah, pix
überRegenbogen P
cease: by tor
Bunnyboy: Hey, Meryln might know. What's with the 7 minute gap at the end of disc 4, on BOX OF DANGER?
||||||||| Tor Hershman (again) tiptoes in around 10:30 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Bunnyboy: nite Tor!
llanwydd: is everybody asleep?
Tor Hershman (again): Moi just googled 'mill creek' and moi should've said google 'mill creek VIDEO' http://www.millcreekent.com/index.html
H. Stones: nope
Merlyn: I dunno
Tor Hershman (again): Nite again
Honey Honey: Stones is listening to some heavy dub
Merlyn: Nixon maybe?
Dexter Fong: Wha? Who siad somthing?
Honey Honey: I am here
H. Stones: just listening to myself on the radio
Honey Honey: nite again Tor
H. Stones: strange but true
Principalpoop: i am lost and dazed and confused tween
H. Stones: SNAFU eh Poop ?
Principalpoop: you betcha
H. Stones: lol
Honey Honey: more like FUBAR I am sure
cease: are you in 2 places at once, stones?
Bunnyboy: Ah, yes, a Public Domain outlet.
Principalpoop: that too honey
H. Stones: yes, three in fact, both of the Twin Cities and here too
cease: what would you do for a snafubar?
Merlyn: BBoy, what is the 7 min gap like? Is there 7 min of nothing, and then more audio?
Principalpoop: are you talking to me?
Bunnyboy: Merlyn: Well, I didn't listen to the whole gap. I thought it might be a "hidden track", but it just seems like 7 minutes of silence.
Principalpoop: did you blank my wife? you blank my wife?
Dexter Fong: Pull ups on the Sanfubar, or how i broke my arm
Bunnyboy: It's after PA's solo piece, the last track on the set.
Merlyn: just a blank track you mean?
cease: lol poop
Bunnyboy: Your honor, Jake said "blah-blah-blah!"
Dexter Fong observes blank track and thinks an invisible herd of buffalo passed this way
überRegenbogen needs an easier nick ;)
cease: sounds like a rr kirk album i once bought called the case of the 3 sided dream, which had nly 3 sides
cease: the last side was blank
Dexter Fong agrees with uber
llanwydd: yes I've herd of buffalo
Bunnyboy: Merlyn: Actually, it's Phil's whole track, followed by 7 minutes of silence. No break between the two elements.
llanwydd: its near niagara falls
Principalpoop: it was supposed to be ina goda devida, 7 minute version lol
Dexter Fong: Llan; I used to woik in that town
cease: hey, its the voice of clem
Principalpoop: yes, the voice
Dexter Fong: Hi voice of clem
Bunnyboy: Poop: No, I didn't hear a drum solo.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'FooOnHill', just granted probation at 10:36 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
ah,clem: hello
Principalpoop: fooonhill
Bunnyboy: Lo FOH
cease: did you lose an "l"?
FooOnHill: how's that? :)
llanwydd: hi foo
FooOnHill: eeep
Merlyn: I dunno BB, I'll ask
Dexter Fong: Foo!!!!!!!!
llanwydd: are you related to benny?
Principalpoop: fool on the hill sees the sun going down
||||||||| Catherwood leads FoolOnHill in through the front door at 10:37 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: one of the foo fighters?
FoolOnHill: Amscray, astardsbay!
cease: behold! the fool commeth
||||||||| FooOnHill hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's FooOnHill?! It's 10:38 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: Fight fiercely Foohs
Principalpoop: denise hill, get off her
überRegenbogen skulks off the the end of the rainbow
||||||||| At 10:39 PM, überRegenbogen vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
llanwydd: as ws said: I would be any kind of thing than a fool, and yet I would not be thee, nuncle
Principalpoop: no skulking, that is in the rules
Dexter Fong: Slinking is good
H. Stones: The Rules are there are no Rules
Principalpoop: skinking is ok
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman (again) - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
FoolOnHill: take that!
Dexter Fong: Anythinge you Wante
Principalpoop: and that
H. Stones: i am pretty good at shirking and slacking
llanwydd: to think that one can die from the common cold
Principalpoop: i can handle shaking and baking
Dexter Fong: My preferred slacking is done in dockers
Principalpoop: a pandemic, poor bambi and tors
llanwydd: I wonder what the uncommon cold is like
Dexter Fong: And docking during a slack tide
Honey Honey can handle waking & baking
H. Stones: pretty rare i should imagine llan
Principalpoop: shushing and slushing
Principalpoop: she slits sheets, shes a sheet slitter
cease: it must be hot
Dexter Fong: How tIME fLIES
Principalpoop: 11:59 already?
Dexter Fong: again?
llanwydd: no, princ
llanwydd: at least not by my clock
Principalpoop: cni said so llan
llanwydd: of course we can always ask catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside llanwydd and inquires "Did you need me?"
FoolOnHill: 2008-10-09 thu 21:43
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, what time is it?
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 10:44 PM, on the dot!"
Bunnyboy: Oops, pushed the wrong button
llanwydd: that's what I thought. thanks cathy
||||||||| 10:44 PM -- Bunnyboy left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Principalpoop: there goes the east coast
||||||||| Bunnyboy tiptoes in around 10:44 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
FoolOnHill dots the eyes
Bunnyboy: there we go
Dexter Fong: And here you come
cease: bunny is about as far from the east coast as you can get
cease: except maybe sarah palin
Principalpoop: we will be ok
Dexter Fong: Another Field Emission
llanwydd: I am east of some parts of the east coast
llanwydd: but I am nowhere near the east coast
Dexter Fong: East coast of what?
llanwydd: well, a couple hundred miles
Principalpoop: wait, i know that riddle, you are at the north pole in an airplane
llanwydd: good point, Dex
||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 10:46 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| Bunnyboy bounds in at 10:46 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: It's a Bi-Plane...not that there's anything wrong with that
cease: i am on the west coast, though there are islands to the west of me
Bunnyboy: silly me. I keep browsing outta the room.
llanwydd: what we usually call the east coast is actually the west coast of the atlantic
Principalpoop: wb bunnyboy
cease: is bunny practicing his bounce?
FoolOnHill: the control key is your friend
Principalpoop: and it does not coast anywhere, that is california after the rains
FoolOnHill: (or the middle mouse button, if you prefer)
Principalpoop: i only have one mouse
FoolOnHill wiggle the cat
llanwydd: I miss california and I've never been there
Dexter Fong: You need to breed it
Principalpoop: i have tried hehe
Dexter Fong: Poop: First remove the Nair Guard
cease: i dont need wiggilng
Dexter Fong: Jiggleing is enough for me
FoolOnHill: i have several mice; but only two are connected to this machine
Principalpoop: how is piggily wiggily?
Dexter Fong: Down 27 1/2
Principalpoop: nair guard? they got sent to iraq or afghanistan
FoolOnHill: there were 3 at one point (for no particular reason)
llanwydd: there are supermarkets called piggly wiggly in florida. That's a horrible name for anything
Principalpoop: heh
Dexter Fong: Les you lookin' for po
FoolOnHill: we have em in Alabama, too
Honey Honey: piggly wiggly stores are all over the midwest
Dexter Fong: k products
cease: there was a piggly wiggly in my la suburb as a kid
FoolOnHill: not a horrible name, but a mighty odd one
Principalpoop: piggilly wiggily rules hehe
Dexter Fong: Zehr ees a Piggle zee Wiggle zee in le Place Pigalle
FoolOnHill: we used to have one here in town; but it's one of the stores that the Super Mal Wart killed
llanwydd: albertson's is the best supermarket in florida
Principalpoop: sacre blue, soccer blue
llanwydd: I go to florida every couple of years
FoolOnHill: along with winn-dixie and food world
Honey Honey: slbertsons is the best here in new mexico too
Dexter Fong: And Whole Food
Dexter Fong: And BJs
Principalpoop: my kroger and my food lion have been gentrified in the past few months
Principalpoop: they have hidden spot lights for the veggies like a museum and they are all perfect
Honey Honey: lol
llanwydd: yeah, they have food lion in florida too
Principalpoop: all kinds of organic foods
FoolOnHill: we're down to one local major grocery store
Dexter Fong: I like Food Hyena
llanwydd: not much up here. shaws, price chopper. grand union is almost phased out
Bunnyboy: Time for a big bowl of soup. Nitey!
Dexter Fong: Cracks me up everytime i shop
Principalpoop: bon ap bunny boy
llanwydd: Nite Bunny
FoolOnHill: lol
H. Stones: see ya bunny
Honey Honey: nite BB
cease: by bunny
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
llanwydd: LOL dex
Principalpoop: many use the super wal-mart for a grocery store, i refuse to go in the place
||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 10:55 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
H. Stones: they are getting so big now Poop that you dont have to go to them, they come to you
Honey Honey: as do I, poop
llanwydd: wal-mart is the only grocery store in ticonderoga, so I have to go there
FoolOnHill: we go there for some things; but give the locals as much business as possible
Dexter Fong: Clean up on Eminent Domain
Principalpoop: stones warned us llan
H. Stones: its getting the same over here llan
cease: sounds like the country joe and fish song about harlem
llanwydd: well, you still have tesco. that's a pretty good store
llanwydd: as I remember
DonQuixoTween: ...
Principalpoop: i tried a steak from applebees, they have a lot of effing nerve...
FoolOnHill: â€¦
FoolOnHill: eeww
Principalpoop: right ewwwww
Dexter Fong: Ewe right
cease: somehow the idea of apples, bees and steaks do not go together in my mind
H. Stones: Fish Chimps and Mushy bees are good
Principalpoop: my meal was none of the above anyway
FoolOnHill: have you had your character salad today?
cease: i gather this is a chain? i dont think we have it in vancouver
Dexter Fong: Chain of Fools on the Hill
cease: i had a great seared tuna salad at a new asian place today
Principalpoop: you still have some standards in canada I guess
FoolOnHill drops his script
cease: we have very good food here. also very bad food. but a good ratio, in this city
Dexter Fong: Vancouver, the City that can see sarah Palin
H. Stones: our food is better and worse than yours cease
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Ours is different
Honey Honey: oh shut up catherwood!
||||||||| Catherwood shuts up.
Merlyn: Hey, might be back later, leaving for now
cease: shes a thousand miles away, but i'm sure her ego is visible
DonQuixoTween: Hey folks, I'm doing a 1hr music show at Radio Free Dishnuts every Wednesday evening starting at 10pm EST. You can listen to previous shows and get info on how to listen in at: http://www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow/
cease: by or not, merl
Dexter Fong: Go get 'em Merlyn
DonQuixoTween: later, Merl
||||||||| Merlyn hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 11:01 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: they opened a sonics 4 minutes from me, thank goodness, it is so awful i will never waste my money on that fast food
cease: good for you, tween
Principalpoop: night M
DonQuixoTween: That's it for me tonight folks. Don't forget to support CNI Radio, without which, none of this would have been necessary... (http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm)
FoolOnHill: Sonic seem to have declined a bit in the past year or so
DonQuixoTween: Have a great week, all...
FoolOnHill: at least the burgers
Principalpoop: night tween
Honey Honey: the only thing i like about sonic is the happy hour from 2-4 daily the 2 for 1 cherry limeades arer great
||||||||| DonQuixoTween departs at 11:03 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Night Tween
Honey Honey: nite tween
Principalpoop: it is inedibile, my brother likes it
FoolOnHill: still hard to say not to a chilli-cheese-slaw dog
FoolOnHill: to say no
Principalpoop: sure, something so you don't have to taste the meat at all
llanwydd: cherry limeade sounds interesting
Dexter Fong: Press 2
Principalpoop: i have not tried that honey
llanwydd: I must try it sometime
llanwydd: limeade is popular in florida
Honey Honey: it is good take my word for it
Dexter Fong: So are Mojitos
FoolOnHill: one thing that i really like about sonic is that they have malt—real malt!
cease: do gators like gatorade?
Principalpoop: who are the mojitos
Dexter Fong: An off shoot of the Mojaves
Principalpoop: yes, i need malt milkshakes, too bad they don't sell real cheesecake too lol
FoolOnHill: and they're usually pretty generous with it! :D
cease: is there a faux malt?
llanwydd: bleu cheesecake
llanwydd: ewwww
FoolOnHill wonders if he can get away with a unicode smile ☺
||||||||| Outside, the 11:06 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Principalpoop: cherry blue
FoolOnHill: woohoo!
Honey Honey: sears cheesecake
Principalpoop: hi mudhead
Dexter Fong: Foam Malt on you're latte ?
Honey Honey: hello muddy
cease: its mud, its a head, it must be....
FoolOnHill: don't know why the elipsis got trashed
Mudhead: YIPEEEE!
llanwydd: Hey Muddy!
Dexter Fong: Hey Muddie
Mudhead: Ive had nothing but problems the last two days
Honey Honey: awwwwwwww
Dexter Fong: tch! tch!
Principalpoop: then you are due for a lucky break, watch your step
Dexter Fong: Step away from the Snafubar
FoolOnHill wonders if "tch" qualifies as a dipthong
: hello
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bambi close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 11:08 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
Mudhead: My cable and modem are now rewired, my helper has her driving license back. Now the only other problem I saw as I came back home is a flat tire on my car...(sigh)
Principalpoop: hehe he said dipthong hehe
Dexter Fong hi
Honey Honey: hello invisible friend
Principalpoop: wb bambi
Honey Honey: wb Bambi
cease: only a skinny dipthong
Principalpoop: anybody seen my gerund?
Bambi: went down for a few to finish a computer I was working on for tomorrow and the Reaper got me lol
Bambi: all ready to go
llanwydd: bambi has come back from the dead
cease: youre alive!
Principalpoop: it was the common cold bambi
llanwydd: you died from the common cold, bambi
Mudhead: Catherwood pour Bambi and Mudhead a toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi and mudhead a toasted almond.
cease: i didnt know it got that cold in va
Bambi: thanks Catherwood and Mudhead
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Bambi
Principalpoop: ahh interesting days mudhead
Bambi: common cold *sniff* lol
FoolOnHill gives Bambi a quarter
Mudhead: Turns out shes been driving on a suspended license for 6 months
Bambi: hey foh
Bambi: thanks
Bambi: ;-)
Mudhead: Hello Fool, welcome
cease: how suspensfull
Principalpoop: should have talked with my lawyer, art holeflapper junior
FoolOnHill: i've driven on a suspended bridge
FoolOnHill: hi Mud
cease: thats better than my lawyer, art halfflapper
cease: at least you got a whole flappper
Mudhead: The police have a dim view of that, they pulled her over for not wearin a seatbelt
Principalpoop: the whole hole
Dexter Fong: I use Art Fluffer
Mudhead: and she spent 7 hours in a lockbox
Principalpoop: ouch
Bambi: weird, had request from a non-english website in this chat
llanwydd: will be expiring for the evening. see you all nest thirsty
cease: if you dont speak english, yo dont belong here
Principalpoop: i have too much imagination to do that, everytime i drove, i would feel like I had a 4 pound brick of hash in my pocket
Honey Honey: nite nite llanwydd
Dexter Fong: Night llan
cease: sleep well, llna
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies donk in through the front door at 11:14 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: good luck llan, ciao
Honey Honey: hello donK
Principalpoop: hi donk
cease: hi donk
Bambi: hey don
Dexter Fong: Poop: Maybe you really did
Mudhead: nite llan
donk: hey Honey
Dexter Fong: Don K!!
donk: hey poop, cease, bambi and all
Mudhead: I never let the cops follow me
donk: and of course Hey Dexter
Principalpoop: i would be looking around for cops like a mouse at a cat convention
Dexter Fong: =))
Mudhead: I pull over, let em pass
Principalpoop: something like that hehe
Principalpoop: same here mud, years of holding a bong and beer while driving gave me certain skills
cease: you calling me conventional?
Principalpoop: of course cat
Dexter Fong: Conversational Cat
cease: i dont covene
cease: convene
cease: no covens for me
Dexter Fong: Covena, Covena...what makes your big head so hard
Principalpoop: you are part of this covey
Mudhead: reminds me of my hash pipe in my lil fiat, hooked it between the two front seats with tubesm like a lil hookah
Principalpoop: sweet
cease: sounds like a fond memory, mud. or was this 5 minutes ago
Honey Honey: fufr
Honey Honey: oh my what did i just say
Dexter Fong: Thanks Honey
Honey Honey: dude
Principalpoop: huh honey honey?
Honey Honey: lol
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: hehe honey said fufr hehe
H. Stones: Sweet
Mudhead: nomore smoke for me, lungs are shot
Principalpoop: 2 words mud, brownies
Dexter Fong: Mainline it Muddie
cease: the food channel is your friend
Mudhead: Bambi, wher'd everyone go on #cni?
Bambi mumbles that brownies is one word ...
Principalpoop: yep, time to switch over to heroin...
Mudhead: thats one word
FoolOnHill: depends how you look at it
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Brown Kneew
Principalpoop: ops looool, hehe
Bambi: you might want to try another server Mud, the one you are on likely didn't sync for some reason, clem had to do that
Dexter Fong: Knees
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
FoolOnHill: [naughty grin]
Dexter Fong: Can we get another server to replace Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gives another server to replace.
Bambi: lol
Principalpoop: no sync, out of sync? how do you wash your hands?
cease: doesnt he have seniority?
Dexter Fong: In the toilet
cease: or was it sorrority>
Dexter Fong: Catherwood has senility
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and inquires "Something I can help with?"
Principalpoop: that will work, good for cleaning lettuce
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, help yourself to this
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "oh, fuck off Dexter Fong!"
Dexter Fong: What I meant Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
Dexter Fong walks right past Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
Honey Honey: lol
Dexter Fong walks left past Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Dexter Fong and inquires "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Principalpoop: Are you john McCains twin brother catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Principalpoop and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Principalpoop!"
FoolOnHill: irc2.* seems to have taken leave of the rest of the network
Dexter Fong thpes Catherwood's name just to rile him
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Dexter Fong and yells "My ears are burning..."
cease: the sane one?
Dexter Fong burns Catherwoods ears
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Dexter Fong
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:23 PM and steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mudhead: someone needs to connect it to the rest
Dexter Fong has driven Catherwood into repition
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and inquires "Would you like something?"
FoolOnHill: that's a curious thing for a time machine to do
Principalpoop: how the time machine do that?
||||||||| Catherwood protests, then fades his voice out like this and cues the organist...
cease: thanks again, clem
||||||||| Johnny Piano steps in at 11:24 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Principalpoop: thank you sir :) keepers of the root
Dexter Fong: Night Clem, and thank you for turning us in
Principalpoop: ahh JP
Dexter Fong: Hey JP
ah,clem: good night everyone
cease: hi jp
Bambi: thanks Clem
||||||||| ah,clem is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:24 PM.
Bambi: hey JP
Principalpoop: toad away
Mudhead: sorry I missed the show ah,clem
Johnny Piano: Hey, someone was asking about the 7 minute gap at the end of the Box O'Danger
cease: still tickling those ivories, jp?
Principalpoop: yes JP
Dexter Fong: afkfr2
cease: the elephants must be getting mighty pissed off by now
Johnny Piano: There is audio at the very end - a quick "What?" from the original Danger
Johnny Piano: But of course, Cat
Honey Honey: Oh I believe I am going to wander off to watch some british comedy with Stones
Principalpoop: whaaaaat?
H. Stones: its worse when the elephants piss on you cease
Honey Honey: hi JP
Bambi: was there anything after the 7 min gap? sometimes there's a reward for those who wait lol
Johnny Piano: Hi Honey - long time no tease
Honey Honey: ya ya
cease: ok honey
cease: watch away
Johnny Piano: Yes, Bambi - Proctor's "What?" after Nick hangs up the phone
Honey Honey: nitol have a good week everyone
Johnny Piano: Nite, Hon
Honey Honey waves bye
Principalpoop: night honey, you too
||||||||| Honey Honey rushes off, saying "11:27 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
H. Stones: OK folks me too, have a good week everyone and stay safe, big up for Clem as well
Johnny Piano: Just that little "What?" which normally is preceded by "I spell my name...Danger."
FoolOnHill: we're getting toad awfully far away
Johnny Piano: Keep rolling, Stones
Principalpoop: good night your majesty
H. Stones: take care all
FoolOnHill: ah. the pizza guy
cease: and then silence, jp?
Dexter Fong: Night Fluffy
Dexter Fong: Night Stones
cease: by stones
cease: keep em rolling
Mudhead: even tho I just got here, Im off also, see ya all next week
Principalpoop: hold that bus, i am jumping ship too, have a super week all
||||||||| Principalpoop departs at 11:29 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Nght Muddie
Johnny Piano: Clarification: Phil A's new solo piece, followed by 7 minutes of silence, then the little stinger of "What?"
Dexter Fong: Night Poop
cease: ok mud
cease: have a pleasent week
||||||||| Mudhead says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Mudhead exits at 11:29 PM.
Dexter Fong: JP: Yes
cease: yes, like rr kirk's last side
Dexter Fong: That is, Bunnyboy asked Merlyn about it and it seems to exist as is for no reason known
Bambi sees them all jumping ship and realizes that I have an early appt so gotta get some shut eye ... see you all next week
cease: there were a few words at the end
Bambi: great to see you all
Johnny Piano: Silliness, no doubt
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi and all the other forest creatures
cease: ok bambi. sleep well
||||||||| "11:30 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bambi, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Dexter Fong: Hmm The third iteration of Toad Away
Johnny Piano: Hopefully one of the last "hidden treat" tricks on a CD. We (THE OOHS) have done it too, but it's become a tired gag.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Have you as of yet eaten at the French LAUNDRY?
cease: wont this year and doubt next, dex
Dexter Fong: According to Mag Bon Appetit must reserve at least a year in advance
FoolOnHill: depends upon how it's done
Johnny Piano: Mmmm, pass the lingerie
cease: i expectr to eat at perse before f.l
FoolOnHill: the "what?" all by itself is funny
Dexter Fong: Fool: ON *what'
Dexter Fong: *?
cease: now its a year? the last time i looked at their website it said 2 monthes
Johnny Piano: Mint-flavored g-string
cease: i know el bulli is one year
cease: MANY places are 2 monthes now
Johnny Piano: Cleanse your palate and floss your teeth at the same time
FoolOnHill: then there's pottuing stuff in the lean-in to track 0—which most folks never find
FoolOnHill: putting
Dexter Fong: With the economic situation as it is, that may change
FoolOnHill: in the lead-in
FoolOnHill: bbb fingers
Johnny Piano: I have a Cheap Trick disc that has the pre track
cease: perhaps, dex
FoolOnHill: and i meant track 1. argh!
Dexter Fong: I have a Ceap Track disc that has the pre Trick
cease: when they did it for free?
Dexter Fong: Pre Trick = Foreplay
FoolOnHill: tricky
Dexter Fong: or Quad
Johnny Piano: I prefer Trog
Dexter Fong: I Love the Troggs
cease: wild thing?
Dexter Fong: You bet!!!
Johnny Piano: Oh - you should scope out the recent Zombies 40th Anniversary concert cd - they did the entire Odessey & Oracle album.
Dexter Fong: Wanna see my tats?
cease: i think i mug you
Dexter Fong: I think I have you surrounded with sound
Johnny Piano: Like Charlton Heston?
cease: imagine if phil spector gets the deatrh penalty, to be crushed by a wall a sound
Johnny Piano: EARTHQUAKE in Sensurround
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Is his trial still going on?
cease: don tknow
Johnny Piano: Just one wall, Cat - after all, in Spector's case it's Back To Mono!
Dexter Fong: It's kinda fallen out of the headlines
Dexter Fong: Getting back to where I once belonged
Johnny Piano: But not where it began!
Dexter Fong: Ha Ha!!
cease: 2nd best john lennon flick
Dexter Fong: Ha Ha!!??
Johnny Piano: "What?"
cease: get back
Dexter Fong: Help!!!
FoolOnHill: but will he ever be punished for what he did to Across the Universe?
cease: hard days night is #1 and one of my fave flicks
Johnny Piano: Instant Karma? Nah
cease: the universe is pretty tough, fool. it can take it
Dexter Fong: The Universe has Dark Matter, Universa Detective
cease: i give their last flick #2 because of their concert on the roof.
Johnny Piano: (7 minute gap) "What?"
cease: what an ebullient bit of music making
Dexter Fong gasps "7 Minutes!! What?"
Johnny Piano: The rest of that film is painful
Dexter Fong: I liked Yellow Sublime Marine
Dexter Fong: The Story of a Leatherneck Coward
cease: jp, ok. i'm just talknig about the ending concert
Johnny Piano: I actually dig Magical Mystery Tour
FoolOnHill: sometimes i think they did that just to make up for that godawful cartoon series (which the band weren't actually involved in)
cease: ive rarely exited a theatre as happy as i did after seeing that
cease: i dont think ive seen that, jp
Johnny Piano: It's truly bizarre, Cat
FoolOnHill: MMT is bizarre
Johnny Piano: The Fabs wrote and directed it themselves
FoolOnHill: hah ☺
Dexter Fong: Unicorn sighting
Johnny Piano: You owe me a Coke, Fool
Dexter Fong: I'm a virgin again
cease: the tour? i'll see it eventually
FoolOnHill: a Coke?
Johnny Piano: It's an old saying, Fool - whenever two folks do something simultaneously
Johnny Piano: Don't go there...
FoolOnHill: ah
FoolOnHill: well i sent it before yours turned up on the screen
FoolOnHill: but i guess yours got there first, so ok
Johnny Piano: Well, I just wanted to chime in on the Box mystery....so I guess I'll be heading back to the shadows
Johnny Piano: Later gators
||||||||| "Hey Johnny Piano!" ... Johnny Piano turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:50 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
cease: by jp.
Ã�berRegenbogen points the rainbow into the shadows, just to be a smartass
cease: these rainbows seem to be getting thinner
Dexter Fong: O'er a rainbow, darkening
FoolOnHill: /me stuffs überRegenbogen back into the pot of gold
Dexter Fong: Saint's preserve us, FOH is getting rowdy with uber
Dexter Fong: Taste my shillaghly Englisher
FoolOnHill wishes that this chat would just recognise /me so his slipups wouldn't be a problem
cease: they're not, fool
Dexter Fong: FOH: If you type "colon" thats' " :" and then the cation, no problem
FoolOnHill: i know; but old habits...
Dexter Fong: action
Dexter Fong: die hard, FOH
cease: dont you owe bruce willis royalties for typing that, dex?
FoolOnHill: no more than he owes Sears-Roebuck
Dexter Fong: Cat: I owe Bruce Willis for a lot of airports he's blown up
cease: a lotta airports
cease: one of the funniest lines from Next World
Dexter Fong: Okay, a lotta airports
Dexter Fong: A lotta money....for a lotta airports
||||||||| 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..
Dexter Fong: Catherwood has sleep apnia
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Dexter Fong and says "Do you have something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: Escort me from this chat room Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong from this chat room.
FoolOnHill: not as long as he breathes
FoolOnHill: wow! he buttles in his sleep!
||||||||| Catherwood snores at FoolOnHill
cease: we're gone
Dexter Fong: Well gang of two, I'm outta here,,see y'all next time
cease: new army recruiting poster: a gang of one
||||||||| Around 12:06 AM, cease walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| departs at 12:10 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| It's 12:20 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| FoolOnHill - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| donk - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
überRegenbogen

ah,clem
Bambi
Bunnyboy
cease
Danger of Being, Firebroiled
Dexter Fong
donk
DonQuixoTween
Elayne
FoolOnHill
FooOnHill
H. Stones
Honey Honey
Honey Sanchez
Johnny Piano
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
Principalpoop
Tor Hershman (again)
Tor Hershman URL References:
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=48906808&blogID=439632849
http://wfmu.org/playlists/AC
http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm
http://www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow/
http://www.millcreekent.com/index.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7iQRFP_e90

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"