Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
10/30/2008

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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 30, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Ninod a Mind Boggler REVEAVLES tiptoes in around 5:12 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Ninod a Mind Boggler REVEAVLES: Correction to yesterdays revelation. Mars in Scorpio will be squaring Neptune in Aquarius on election day, Mars in Libra squared Jupiter in Capricorn earlier this year, remember 99 Red Baallonz, Mercury in Libra just finished squaring Jupiter in Capricorn, last week. The little upstart formation delayed the World Series, which the Phillies have won.
Ninod a Mind Boggler REVEAVLES: Catherwood, correct me if that was is wrong.
||||||||| Catherwood corrects Ninod a Mind Boggler REVEAVLES if that was is wrong.
||||||||| Catherwood says "5:13 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Ninod a Mind Boggler REVEAVLES by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| 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 To whom you don't vote 4 plummets into the garden at 6:54 AM.
To whom you don't vote 4: Some Sailors just ELECTED CHER ... PRESIDENT ... JUST KIDDING. http://www.mtv.com/videos/cher/33446/if-i-could-turn-back-time.jhtml#artist=4370

Cher - New Music - More Music Videos

To whom you don't vote 4: Catherwood, give me regards to broadway.
||||||||| Catherwood gives To whom you don't vote 4 regards to broadway.
||||||||| To whom you don't vote 4 scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's To whom you don't vote 4?! It's 6:56 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies ah,clem into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:23 PM, then departs.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| "Hey ah,clem!" ... ah,clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:24 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| wake (the flake) enters at 8:33 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Chapeau Manger.
wake (the flake): Is this thing on?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:44 PM and Mudhead sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mudhead: hai wake
Mudhead: Whats this thing on?
wake (the flake): It was showing a big black square when I first got here.
Mudhead: thank goodness thats over
wake (the flake): and hello to you, too
Mudhead: Waiting to hear ah,clem
wake (the flake): Sorry if I fade in and out... busy Friday morning for me
Mudhead: no prob
wake (the flake): Happy Hell Night...
Mudhead: ah yess
wake (the flake): I guess they still do that arson thing in Ohio the night before Halloween.
Mudhead: frak
Mudhead: foolish thing
wake (the flake): Sort of an urban renewal project... long term
wake (the flake): oops BRB
Mudhead: sounds like ah, clem is at the wheel
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 30, 2008 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:01 PM and ATweenByAnyOtherName bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Would smell as meat...
wake (the flake): hi Tween
wake (the flake): nice grape
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey Wake
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's cease, just back from British Columbia."
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Nothing like a greasy grape
Mudhead: Tween, Cat!
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Catherwood, give yourself a salute for having the correct time
||||||||| Catherwood hands yourself a salute for having the correct time.
Mudhead: Glad to be had!
cease: hi, all
Mudhead: what!
Mudhead: We all listen
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You're not feeling well, clem?
Mudhead: If yur cold, a warm Root can keep ya warm
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Sorry, I obviously wasn't listening closely last week, JL.
Mudhead: I used to refer tomy Siamese my belly warmer
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Play what you wanted to, please :)
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I was into all sorts stuff while the show was on last week
cease: always good to hear eobe
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:08 PM, dragging catherwydd by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Funny, I actually had it in the back of my mind that that album was on last week's agenda
catherwydd: evening folks
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey cease
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hi LL
Mudhead: oh, i'll vouch for him,
cease: the best thing to play tonight would be Campaign Chronicles but I doubt clem has that
Mudhead: only if he brings his own vouch
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Never heard of that one, cease
ATweenByAnyOtherName: part of the Papoon campaign?
cease: it was an npr series the lads did in 80
cease: several hours long
ATweenByAnyOtherName: ok
cease: i think npr hired them to comment on the election
catherwydd: I heard about that, cat
catherwydd: or read about it
cease: i think npr eventually stopped paying them for it cuz the last episode is definitely not for public broadcast
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Sounds very cool
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Merlyn into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:11 PM, then departs.
cease: the last episode, the lads couldn't stop saying "fuck" so i don't think npr was broadcasting it
catherwydd: howdy moyl
cease: hey merly
Merlyn: sounds like the 2004 election
cease: you ever heard the firesign's Campaign Chronicles?
catherwydd: that seems rather unfiresign
Merlyn: I've heard of it, don't think I've heard it
wake (the flake): hi cease and Merlyn
Mudhead: Hi Merlyn
wake (the flake): darn phone won't stop
catherwydd: merl, you came in at 9:11. That's rather morbid
Mudhead: I bid 9:12
cease: all coincidences are morbid. eventually
Merlyn: it's only 8:11
wake (the flake): going once
catherwydd: that's not what catherwood says
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to catherwydd and yells "oh, fuck off catherwydd!"
Mudhead: snipers beware
cease: 6:15 here
Mudhead: not quite 26:74 here
wake (the flake): 8;15 FRIDAY morning here
cease: must be a differnt day where wake is
ATweenByAnyOtherName: This sounds heavily gated, clem
Merlyn: wake is land
Mudhead: must be, ive got compan, brb
Merlyn: nino sez japan
ATweenByAnyOtherName: 12hrs difference from TX
wake (the flake): get this... I talked my boss into a half day off for Halloween
catherwydd: I'm trying to watch an old movie on tcm called Dead of Night while I chat
catherwydd: hard to explain why I am unable to record it
Merlyn: witch half?
wake (the flake): I am in Thailand actually
ATweenByAnyOtherName: They celebrate halloween in Asia?
catherwydd: I've seen it once before and it is probably my favorite horror movie
wake (the flake): No... they only have heard of it.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Can only imageine the costimes the Thais would come up with ;)
cease: i spent halloween 02 in paris and 03 in sapporo. both acknoledged, but didnt celebrate per se
ATweenByAnyOtherName: costumes
cease: i bet they really thai one on
wake (the flake): So he doesn't know any better.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: har har lol
catherwydd: trick or treating at Thai Food Mary's
catherwydd: I love that name
wake (the flake): Will I burn in hell for this white lie?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: there ya go LL lol
cease: you are supposed to llan
cease: you must be the only white liar in thailand, wake
ATweenByAnyOtherName: yeah love that story line in BDB
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You told your boss it was one of your religious holidays?
wake (the flake): yeeeeeeep... the only one.
cease: is this chat taking place here next tues during your election?
cease: i recall it did in 04
ATweenByAnyOtherName: "Sir, I'm Wikken"
wake (the flake): yeah religious...
wake (the flake): well it WAS at one time so.......
wake (the flake): phone again BRB
catherwydd: that might be fun
Merlyn: sure, we can have an election chat
catherwydd: I can't object to two chats in one week
Merlyn: nino can predict the outcome
catherwydd: I missed the last election night chat
catherwydd: who's the next president, catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to catherwydd and asks "Do you have something for me to do?"
Merlyn: Here's the '04 chat log: http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20041102.html
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:25 PM and Dexter Fong sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
catherwydd: hey dex!
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Friends
cease: hey dex
catherwydd: anyone ever seen Dead of Night? I'm watching it on TCM
Merlyn: hide ex
Dexter Fong: Hi tween, llan, cat, Merlyn and parenthesed Mud and wake
catherwydd: Michael Redgrave looks like a cross between Gary Cooper and Lee Harvey Oswald in this film
cease: dex, you were here for the chat on us election night 04, right?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hi Dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: Prolly
Dexter Fong: Why?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: /me says "All My X's Live In TX"
Dexter Fong: Was I bad luck?
Dexter Fong: Did I cast a gloomy spell?
cease: no, i just asked the assembled if we were going to chat next tues.
cease: it didnt appear that anyone remembered the 04 chat
catherwydd: got mail. brb
cease: am i the only one here without alzheimer's?
cease: and i'm not even the oldest person here
Dexter Fong: Hm..now that you put a day/date on it..I wonder if i was around
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd in through the front door at 9:29 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: in 04? of course you were
llanwydd: just spam
Dexter Fong: Chances are I *wasn't*
cease: i remember elayne dropping by
llanwydd: just kidding, tween
Dexter Fong: I meant around on that tuesday
cease: the election night chat? i recall fondly, that when the chat started, we all thought kerry would win
Dexter Fong: In any event won't be around coming election tuesday
cease: maybe that's why no one chooses to remember
Dexter Fong: Going to friends house for victory dinner and TV supper
cease: if only the lads were invited to comment on some network or another
llanwydd: Kerry Wins!
cease: god for yuo, dex
Dexter Fong: Let's have a Kerry Dance!!!
Dexter Fong: Obama does an Irish Jig
cease: i trust it will indeed be a victory this time
Dexter Fong: Cat: it will be a democrat sweep, both houses, pres, coast to coast and like that
cease: you mean democratic?
cease: 3 cheers for democracy.
cease: i observed how close you've come to losing it to the empire
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I fear Democrates is nowhere to be found, cease ;)
cease: i really doubt the dems wil win 60 senate seats, but i'm willing to be surprised
ATweenByAnyOtherName: What empire?
cease: so will obama get his programmes through with those 2 maine republican women defeating a filibuster?
cease: you've read enough chalmers vidal to know, tween
Dexter Fong: Once the democrats win, we'll for a recall in Canada and give you the socialist government you canucks deserve
||||||||| Principalpoop steals in around 9:36 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
cease: thanks dex. its about time
ATweenByAnyOtherName: /me is a fan of Chalmers Johnson
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey P
Dexter Fong: Poop you stealthy deviil
ATweenByAnyOtherName: LOL Dex
Merlyn: some people say it would be better to get less than 60 seats, since that would encourage more moderate republicans to work with democrats
cease: with the marijuana party as a sizeable bloc
Principalpoop: stealthy?
Dexter Fong: "Poop steals in"
cease: vidal offers the history of the us empire and chalmers shows how to get out of it, sort of
cease: hi poop
Mudhead: Hi pp, dex, anyone else I missed
ATweenByAnyOtherName: They both have excellent perspectives
Dexter Fong: wb Muddy
cease: stealing poop? i dontthink so
ATweenByAnyOtherName: "Empire Of Debt" is a really good read. "We are the only empire in history which has collected debt as tribute."
Dexter Fong: Filching fertilizer?
cease: merl, i jsut heard someone say that on ronnie reagan's air america show.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: And those chickens be comin' home to roost ;)
Principalpoop: no no no, i want 60
llanwydd: LKJHGF
Dexter Fong: You got it poop
Principalpoop: that works llan
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| catherwydd - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: LSMFT
Principalpoop: pelosi reed and obama, just like emerson lake and palmer
cease: lcuky strike?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: NOT BLOODY LIKELY!
Dexter Fong: Emerson, Lake and Chalmers
ATweenByAnyOtherName: More likely, Dex ;)
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Emerson, Lake & Powell is a really good abum by the way...
ATweenByAnyOtherName: those who don't know
Principalpoop: dick powell
cease: is this the portland show?
Dexter Fong: Ralph Wlado, Veronica, and Boog powell
Principalpoop: ?
llanwydd: I'm still going grey somehow
cease: you recorded this, didnt you merl?
Principalpoop: you are dark black here llan
ATweenByAnyOtherName: A Touch Of Gray? Kinda Suits Ya Anyway...
Dexter Fong: Black as the ass of spades
Dexter Fong: er uh ace
Merlyn: you were right the first time
Principalpoop: hehe he said ass hehe
cease: where the spade sun dont shine
Merlyn: I think so, cat
Principalpoop: so who do we put on the supreme court, i say a 21 year old commie with grandparents in their 90s
cease: and this was actually released in some way, right?
cease: doc and i recorded the seattle show which doc tried to peddle but in vain
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Yeah, Laugh has it, cease
ATweenByAnyOtherName: 2 disc set
Dexter Fong: Cat: Is this the other northwest US appearance, like seattle, or portalnd?
cease: the doc shows?
cease: merl would know. i think he recorded this in portland. doc and i got their weekend set in seattle
Merlyn: the aladdin theater
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Radio Now, cease
cease: where is that, merl? ive never been to portland
Principalpoop: that is where they make cement
cease: they broadcast their frisco show live, which i taped off air
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's in Maine...or Oregon
Merlyn: Aladdin in Portland
cease: on the jimmy buffy website thing
Merlyn: http://www.aladdin-theater.com
llanwydd: who is jimmy buffy?
cease: wasted away again in margueriteville radio
Dexter Fong: llan: It's pronounced Jimmy Buffet
llanwydd: oh, that guy
cease: ivre long wantd to go to portland, if only to go to its vast bookstore
Dexter Fong: Yeah!! That guy
cease: that one? you mean The President?
llanwydd: I've been to one of the portlands
Principalpoop: going to portland city, portland city here i come
Dexter Fong: I've been to portland, cleveland, allemand left man
Principalpoop: i know what a port is, but what is a cleve?
cease: ive been to port and i've been to land, but never together
Dexter Fong: It's the space between two ample breasts
cease: one of henry 8's wives
Principalpoop: cleverland but the morons left out the R?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I've been to angleterre, man everywhere the terre, man...
llanwydd: yes, I remember anne
Principalpoop: the wife with ample breasts, ahh ok
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I've been to angleterre, man everywhere the terre, man...
cease: just watched maron v seder air america videocast, today from empty bowling ally in cleveland
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Tweenix Reloaded
cease: looked lonely
Principalpoop: empty bowling alley? gosh everybody is voting
llanwydd: I've seen cleveland. I don't care much if I see it again
cease: no, everyone was pissed off at maron for entering the ally. they wanted to close it up.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Everybody knows, this is nowhere, right Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to ATweenByAnyOtherName and mumbles "Someone mention my name?"
llanwydd: I either went through it or by it on route 80
Principalpoop: did you visit the rock and roll hall of fame there?
cease: the worker siad businesses cnat afford the electricty to stya open, with no customers
ATweenByAnyOtherName: yikes
Dexter Fong: Cat: Sounds like a strike to me
Dexter Fong: We can't spare the time for such monkey business
Dexter Fong: Let's split
cease: the whole trip is paid for the guardian, the uk paper. very entertainging in a depresing sort of way
Dexter Fong: before we're framed
cease: maybe for the guardain website or something
cease: trip starts in vegas, where even maron continually wining at blackjack couldnt keep him from abosring the depressing vibe of the city
llanwydd: I thought they didn't let you win in vegas
Dexter Fong: I love Vegas
cease: am i the only marc maron fan on this chat? proctor is a friend and has been on one of his radio shows
cease: i weoulndt know
llanwydd: I have never set foot in a casino
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I like Marc
Principalpoop: i get the gambling fever, i stay away from that
llanwydd: or a casino town
llanwydd: I was in atlantic city before the casinos
ATweenByAnyOtherName: He used to host a stand-up series on TV in the 90's
Dexter Fong: llan: Never...that's unatural
ATweenByAnyOtherName: forget the name
cease: my parents drove thru vegas when we lived in la and summered in saskatchewan
Principalpoop: i tried air america once or twice, the commercials drove me away, i don't watch tv either
cease: i was a kid then. struck me as a very bizare place. slot machines in the men's rooms
ATweenByAnyOtherName: That's the way to do it, for sure. Winter in Austin, summer in Montreal ;)
Dexter Fong: Winter in Wasilla, summer in Yellowknife
cease: there is good stuff on air america, poop. i went on a cruise with some of them in feb. i think they're oding a lot of good, though i never listend to the right wing radio people they are fighting against
cease: when we lived in saska, we wintered in the south, like anyone who can afford it does
Dexter Fong: anywhere at all
Principalpoop: the car mechanic left my radio on rush limbaugh the last time, he is a hoot, what a maroon...
cease: the blackflyes will give you a ride back to wasilla, dex
Principalpoop: spewing crap like there is no tomorrow
cease: rachel maddow is a personal diety
Dexter Fong: There's only enough crap for one more day
llanwydd: yeah the dittoheads seem to be addicts
llanwydd: or whatever kind of heads they are
Dexter Fong: Bobble heads
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Maddow is very good
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Glad they saw she deserved her own show
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Is that Maddow Soprano?
Principalpoop: i tried her twice, seems full of herself
llanwydd: spot on, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood spots on.
Principalpoop: meadow was hot
Dexter Fong: BeBop Lobo/Loco
Principalpoop: me and you and dog named boo
cease: ive never seen her tv show. we dont get msnbc in van. just clips on youtube
Dexter Fong: Who?
Dexter Fong: BooHoo?
Dexter Fong: Don' cry little-a bambino
Principalpoop: too many commercials again, i need something to read while i turn off the sound for the ads...
cease: she has a wondrous sense of radio. i dont know how it would work on tv
ATweenByAnyOtherName: This is a _fantastic_ live show :=))
Dexter Fong: Poop: Read the fine print on your contract
cease: like the firesign, who may have wanted to be tv stars, but thankfully never got the oppportunity
Principalpoop: franken is better on radio, same for seals and croft
cease: yes i loved franken's raido show, never cared for his snl stuff
llanwydd: kwaidan and spirits of the dead are both on tcm tonight
Dexter Fong: David Bowie is great on TV...or maybe he is a TV
Principalpoop: i know i am not in compliance fong, don't tell
llanwydd: I'll be recording them
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Then again, look what Python did when some people mistakenly gave them access to the Brit airwaves ;)
Principalpoop: karreem kwadian of the la lakers?
cease: true, tween, and i know bergman wanted to go thru the visual medium
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I kinda likes Stuart Smalley
llanwydd: no it's a japanese horror film
cease: he was making flicks in europe before he came to la
Dexter Fong: I liked Stuart Little
llanwydd: spirits of the dead is a french horror film
cease: lol poop
Principalpoop: with subtitles llan?
llanwydd: kwaidan has subtitles. I assume spirits of the dead does as well
cease: arent they all, llan?
llanwydd: I've seen the former but not the latter
Principalpoop: i like forme on my latte
llanwydd: tcm has had some great stuff on today
Principalpoop: getting your money's worth now that you are 'hooked up' llan?
Dexter Fong: llan: YOu just got like real tv, yes??
cease: i ended my relaitonship with the zip company. no more mailboxeds full of flicks
cease: having seen 179 flicks in 18 monthes, i find the idea of watching one more painful
Principalpoop: wow cat
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's only like two a week
cease: i watched so many euro and japanese and other flicks i thought i'd lvoe but hated
Dexter Fong: Big deal
Principalpoop: you will start choosing films based on who the casting director was.....
llanwydd: that's right. I had my cable shut off for quite a while but I recently got sattelite
Dexter Fong: Sorry, two a month
cease: most holywood too. it became a chore, then a painful chore
Dexter Fong: That's nothin'
cease: yes, i chose lficks cuz they were about food, or chicago, or a direcotor i liked, etc etc
llanwydd: 179 in 18 months is impressive
Principalpoop: i recently found old episodes of have gun - will travel, paladin is the man
Dexter Fong: Cat: Seems a little ...uh...not too effective a way to choose
cease: i hear rachel maddow recoomend a flick so i wath itlk, but it too is shit
llanwydd: I haven't seen too many japanese films beside kurosawa's
ATweenByAnyOtherName is a victim of incense
llanwydd: or however it's spelled
cease: wel, i was paying $28 a month for all the lficks i could watch so i had to get my money's worth
ATweenByAnyOtherName is quite incensed
cease: i have seen too many japanese flicks, llan
Principalpoop: somebody blowing smoke up your bottom tween?
cease: and love many
Dexter Fong: Dump Iflicks and try net flicks Cat
llanwydd: ever see kwaidan, cat
llanwydd: I recommend it
cease: your country, dex, not mine. zip is our version thereof
Principalpoop: i want netpron flicks
cease: sounds familiar. samurai?
Dexter Fong: Cat: But Net Flix has no rules about how many you gotta watch
cease: ghost story?
llanwydd: no, a collection of ghost stories
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Uncle Samurai Desirez Vouz
Dexter Fong: Order what you want, keep it until you've watched it
llanwydd: rather lengthy for a film of that genre
Principalpoop: japenese ghost stories are complex, give me the headless horseman or jason...
cease: my fave japanese ghost story flick is Ugetsu. the guy who marries the ghost? very spooky
llanwydd: I'm sure I'll see that one someday
cease: there was a fantastic tv movie called the death goddess i saw on pbs in i htink 75
cease: but it was nefver released as a flick. i wish i had a copy
Dexter Fong: Who gets who..Ah, in subtitile wordplay lie obvious warning! Rotonoto not here...so must be elsewhere
cease: the death goddess gives a man the power to rescue people from death right before they die
llanwydd: I've probably seen more french films that any other foreign ones
llanwydd: the wages of fear is my favorite
Principalpoop: tres bien llan
llanwydd: than
Dexter Fong: Iv'e had nore french fries that american spuds
cease: "ugetsu" means fantasy in japanese, a fair number of jazz tunes have used that word
Principalpoop: i love baked potatos with butter and sour cream, might be about even
Dexter Fong: afkfr during Winquedinque
Principalpoop: alors fong
llanwydd: I prefer mashed
Principalpoop: mashed is ok too
cease: bye bye miss american sweet potato pie
Principalpoop: i yam what i yam
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I never even knew this album existed until is was perusing Laugh.com looking for my monthly FST purchase.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: This is good stuff
Principalpoop: yes it is
ATweenByAnyOtherName: until I was
Dexter Fong: backfrf and it's still Winque Dinque
Principalpoop: re fong
ATweenByAnyOtherName: As good or better than Dear Friends, imho
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: poor mud
Dexter Fong: Tween: This is entirely scripted...DF was largely improvised
ATweenByAnyOtherName: and a concert to boot
Dexter Fong: Muddy is dead! He didn't brush his teeth! He got the plaque
ATweenByAnyOtherName: There is a little improvising here ;)
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I believe I've heard members suggest going on tangents here
ATweenByAnyOtherName: But yes, it's mostly sticking to the albums' flow
Principalpoop: i have not done geometry in years
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Lucky you
llanwydd: no dex. that was "plague". not "plaque"
Dexter Fong: Tween: Yeah, they're giving different readings etc to the script, but DF was actual improv
ATweenByAnyOtherName: ah
Principalpoop: ah ha
Principalpoop: hahaha cough cough
Dexter Fong: ha ha
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Didn't know that DF was totally improv
llanwydd: thought you had that one, tween
Dexter Fong: Tween: Not totally improv..they had some whort scripts, cold readings,
ATweenByAnyOtherName: They certainly did 'bounce off' each other on DF
Principalpoop: wait, where is this coming from? ah, clem is not here
Dexter Fong: short
Principalpoop: out of thin air, wow
ATweenByAnyOtherName: DF? Yeah, since vinyl, and the CD as well
ATweenByAnyOtherName: But DF sounded like 'scripts gone wild'
llanwydd: I used to have it
llanwydd: no, on the radio they did the opposite of what they did on albums
Principalpoop: you still got it llan, you are de man
llanwydd: on radio it was total glibness. On vinyl it was rigidly structured
Dexter Fong: Tween: That's it....someone would start a piece and the others would riff on it
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Portland, man.... LOL
wake (the flake): okay that was a BIG one...
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Yeah, the scripts on DF got regularly shredded ;)
Dexter Fong: Wake: Tell us about your big one
Principalpoop: wb wake
cease: wakey wakey
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You were a cok-teaser at roosterama?
wake (the flake): hey poop... glad to see you.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: island, isalnd
wake (the flake): cease :::::: fong
Principalpoop: you see me? i will adjust my fedora
llanwydd: rhode islam
ATweenByAnyOtherName: A US+ Protectorate
wake (the flake): and of course llanwydd
ATweenByAnyOtherName adjusts hi sKnoppix
cease: i thought i was talkling to the group but instead, fong.
llanwydd: yeah, him too
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:28 PM, dragging H. Stones by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
wake (the flake): I will adjust my homberg
H. Stones: Greetings Earthnoids
cease: cat=cat, fond=dont actually know his name but livesin nyc
Principalpoop: all bow for his majesty
cease: hi stones
llanwydd: good to see you, wake
cease: hows it rolling?
llanwydd: I'm curious, wake. what does your name mean?
wake (the flake): there's H. hello!!!
H. Stones: its rolling downhill with the rest of the economy, cease
cease: sounds like something huxley's parot would say on Island
Principalpoop: i am an earthling
Dexter Fong: Stones, my deer fellow
Principalpoop: no, the name of the film is, I am curious, yellow
cease: maretains probably dont even poop
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hail and well met, Lord Stones
wake (the flake): ummmm...... supposed to be the water behind a ship
llanwydd: oh, is stones here. I never see you come in, stones. welcome
Dexter Fong: Poop: TMI blue
H. Stones: they poop from their armpits i think, cease
llanwydd: oh, yes
wake (the flake): but these days it means so much more
Principalpoop: they have armpits?
H. Stones: yes, three of them PP
Principalpoop: i thought that was the venusians
Dexter Fong: The wake from her armpit raised a swell of poop
wake (the flake): can't help it. I've been using it for almost twenty years
H. Stones: theres no one on Venus, since they suffered runaway global warming
ATweenByAnyOtherName: and one lights a cigarette with the third as the counter man removes his fedora to reveal his third eye
Principalpoop: and so how does the flake fit into the armpit poop water?
Dexter Fong thinks wake could rearrange to Kwae and pretend asian presence
Principalpoop: that poor bus, in the river every time
llanwydd: sounds like the twilight zone, tween
H. Stones: i see that withing moments of my arrival, the overall tone has once again been lowered
Principalpoop: i am tone deaf
Dexter Fong: Basso Profundo Stones
H. Stones: not with pants this tight Dexter
llanwydd: dfghjkl
wake (the flake): I just added "the flake" on here cuz I'm sort of a confused, ditherimg person.
H. Stones: i see your practising your Welsh again llan
Principalpoop: i should do that too then
Principalpoop: or maybe not
wake (the flake): maybe it's the time difference, I dunno.
Principalpoop: i don't know
wake (the flake): I sent my absentee ballot off last Monday.
H. Stones: brb
Principalpoop: congrats
Principalpoop: back yet stones?
wake (the flake): The whole world is watchimg to see how the republicans will steal this election
ATweenByAnyOtherName: No doubt
wake (the flake): hanging chads again, prolly
Principalpoop: confusing registration fraud and mistakes with actual voting fraud sets the stage...
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I still think McCain purposely sabotaged the campaign choosing Palin. Doesn't want to inherit Bush's cesspool
Principalpoop: no, he is just senile
llanwydd: you would think they could eliminate those chads by now
wake (the flake): and the huge black box corporation DiBold making the voting machines...
ATweenByAnyOtherName: "well, I don't know..."
Principalpoop: no paper trail, i complained and they told me not to worry about it
ATweenByAnyOtherName: not that there's anything funny about losing one's faculties :(
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Was the poll worker named 'Vinny Da Nose'?
wake (the flake): Palin.... wow. There must be twenty other women who would of been better
Principalpoop: no no no, she looked like sarah palins mother
wake (the flake): Madonna would of been better
wake (the flake): Oprah
llanwydd: I've never liked madonna
Principalpoop: i didn't know you had a donna
Principalpoop: why not llan?
llanwydd: well, I never liked your donna either
Principalpoop: ahh ok, how about dinah?
llanwydd: I only mildly disliked her until she did the letterman show. now it's more than mildly
wake (the flake): guess what??? election time so gas prices are going DOWN!!!
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Mudhead into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:42 PM, then departs.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: madonna has made some really serious pop tunes
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Generally not a fan
Principalpoop: wb mud
ATweenByAnyOtherName: wb Mud
Mudhead: Thanks
Mudhead: Just came back to say gnight
Principalpoop: how did you overcome the plague?
Principalpoop: have a super week then, sleep well, vote!
wake (the flake): pretty smart business woman too. having a 20 year career as a pop diva ain't easy
wake (the flake): bye bye mud
Mudhead: nite all
||||||||| "Hey Mudhead!" ... Mudhead turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:44 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Rest well, Mud
cease: by mud
Dexter Fong: muddy, bye
ATweenByAnyOtherName: They _are_ having fun with the script ;)
Principalpoop: but would you kick her out of the bed for eating crackers llan?
cease: keep your thumb on the scipt. or it'll fly off
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Under my script.....
ATweenByAnyOtherName: there's a dog, that's just barked at a tombstone...
llanwydd: dfgh
wake (the flake): GET RID OF POLITICAL HACKS... ENFORCE TERM LIMITS!!!
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Under my script...
||||||||| ATweenByAnyOtherName leaves at 10:47 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'DrHackenTween', just granted probation at 10:47 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
wake (the flake): that's all I got to say
Principalpoop: poor tween
Principalpoop: my congressman ran for congress advocating term limits and promising to only serve 2 terms, starting his 5th i think or 6th
DrHackenTween: 3rd Term Limits?
Principalpoop: wb tween
DrHackenTween: Sorry, had to bouce off the wall ;)
Principalpoop: bob goodlatte, looks like a skinny elmer fudd
DrHackenTween: bounce
wake (the flake): that's such a big prob. they get so entrenched and corrupted after 5 years they owe everybody favors
H. Stones: back
Principalpoop: wb stones
H. Stones: ty Lord Poop
H. Stones: just had a call from Honey
llanwydd: I wish prince charles would run for president of the united states
H. Stones: she sends her regards to all who are here and all who are not here
Principalpoop: i was about to ask how you are and she is
wake (the flake): they don't give a rats ass about the constituents any more
Principalpoop: which am I stones?
H. Stones: she was last seen heading in the general direction of Taos
DrHackenTween: But, Prince Saud _is_ the President of the United States...
Principalpoop: why should they? they get millions from corporations, heck of a lot easier than trying to get it from us
wake (the flake): OY phone call........................
DrHackenTween: Pretty country, Northern NM
H. Stones: yes tween, i think she is waiting for the snow to arrive
llanwydd: do you think we'll get any of our rights back if we elect obama?
Principalpoop: head, shoulders knees and taos
DrHackenTween: Won't be long
H. Stones: well llan, you have none left to take away
Principalpoop: not right away llan, but yes
llanwydd: liberty has severely eroded in this country in the past eight years
DrHackenTween: What rights?
DrHackenTween: We have rights?
Principalpoop: chat stalled
DrHackenTween: Thought we had US
Principalpoop: but i am back
H. Stones: giving Bush a second term was like Turkeys voting for Christmas
DrHackenTween sharpens his nails
Principalpoop: it was stolen stones
llanwydd: I acquire my own rights but they still get taken away
H. Stones: i still think the election result will be closer than the polls say
Merlyn: what about what the krauts say?
DrHackenTween: I have the right to me
cease: great ;line, stones
Principalpoop: sure, what do they know in poland....
DrHackenTween: and the left as well
Dexter Fong: By Bye Cat
Principalpoop: huh?
cease: the best line i heard about bush was from gov strickland at the dem convention
DrHackenTween: by buy happiness...
Dexter Fong: Saw Lewis Black couple weeks ago, live...very funny
Principalpoop: sweet fong
cease: hello happiness, is my feleing right now
H. Stones: it will be interesting for you to have a president who has his own brain
DrHackenTween: Black is amazing
Dexter Fong: Pungent Poop
Principalpoop: fetid
cease: he just seems to rant on the daily show. is he actually insightful?
DrHackenTween: With Hoisin sauce?
Principalpoop: yes indeed stones
Dexter Fong: Cat: Very
DrHackenTween: His stand-up is really good, cease
cease: we fucked up our own election here last week. so we look south for inspirtaion
DrHackenTween: ROFLLLLL
DrHackenTween pitys our closest neighbors to the north
Principalpoop: you are in more serious trouble than i thought cat
Principalpoop: quite tween
DrHackenTween: (as Bush said)
H. Stones: inspirtation sounds a little vulgar, cease
Dexter Fong: Cat: He turned to the audience and said "You think your life is fucked?" You think you got it bad, lie in the shithole?" How'd you like to be Levi?
cease: for the first time since i moved here 20 years ago, city, province and national govt all right wing. not good at all
DrHackenTween: Guess he was thinking Murmansk was 2nd;)
Dexter Fong: All right wing no good-ah...Alrays fry in circles
H. Stones: not as right wing as here cease, even the schoolkids get finger printed
cease: yes the only thing going for us is the national govt does not have a majority in parliament. so it cant do all the evil it wants to
Principalpoop: murmansk or manmursk?
DrHackenTween: lol Dex
cease: i here you have a plague of cameras in the uk, stones
Dexter Fong: stones: That's not finger printing...that's recorded finger paintin
cease: yet it seems to have no effect on crime.
H. Stones: one camera for every five people
Principalpoop: get a sample of their DNA too stones
DrHackenTween: Confusus say, bird without wing fly one way
cease: there is much debate here about flooding the city with cams, to prevent crime
cease: with our upcoming olympics
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: the biggest crimes take place in the board rooms
Dexter Fong: Stones; Five cameras..that means amount of fame is now 75 minutes
Principalpoop: no cams there
DrHackenTween will not ask what BC calls 'Olympic"
llanwydd: I thought we had in bad in the USA. I hope the brits won't be too bad an influence on us
DrHackenTween: The broad rooms, P
Merlyn: hey, see you on erection night
Merlyn: byeee
DrHackenTween: and I have pictures
Principalpoop: night M, ciaoo, thanks
cease: by merl
Dexter Fong: BCum Byah Merlyn
wake (the flake): me again
H. Stones: see ya Merlyn
||||||||| At 11:02 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
DrHackenTween: Thanks, Merlyn
llanwydd: night merl
Dexter Fong: Groucho?
Principalpoop: another big one wake?
Principalpoop: can you make it tuesday stones?
wake (the flake): I can see I'm preaching to th choir, poop
H. Stones: yes i have my proxy vote ready poop
Principalpoop: watch the revolution take place?
Dexter Fong: Choir poop, yes that messy mass of messiness
Principalpoop: amen wake
H. Stones: i heard it would not be televised Poop
wake (the flake): Not too big. Just a very bad Chinese accent.
Dexter Fong: Warner Toland, Wake?
wake (the flake): lol
Dexter Fong: Red Buttons?
Principalpoop: i listened to the rest of gil scott herons record stones, he was reading poetry
DrHackenTween: DSL just flaked - only been happening the last couple of months
Dexter Fong: Heidi Klume?
DrHackenTween: DSL just flaked - only been happening the last couple of months
Dexter Fong: We heard you the first time
wake (the flake): stop dex stop
Principalpoop: echo tween echo
cease: i have one of his albums. a live album with living in the bottle on it
cease: one of my faves
Dexter Fong: Lving in the Klein Bottle with a couple a martian flies
Principalpoop: i downloaded it from usenet before comcast denied usenet to me from now on
DrHackenTween should have used the echoplex
H. Stones: hmm, nice cup of tea, cockroach cluster anyone ?
Dexter Fong: Yes tween
Dexter Fong: Yes Tween
wake (the flake): they want prices 5 months in advance.... on petroleum based products.
Principalpoop: well, i could subscribe giganews or something
Dexter Fong: yEs tWeen
DrHackenTween: hehehehe wake
Principalpoop: ky jelly petorlum?
Dexter Fong: wake: Let's sell them some 45 rpm's
wake (the flake): they are pretty sly them Chinese
DrHackenTween: Fort Knox, the jelly of the Golden Girls
Principalpoop: no no no stones, we talked about this
H. Stones: ok Poop, thats more for me
Dexter Fong: More her MAJESTY"S GOVERNEMNT
DrHackenTween: Whizzo Chocolates? Queen's Seal?
Principalpoop: stones is a subject, i don't even get to be a topic
Dexter Fong: Technical Redundency, it's needed by everyone
H. Stones: i am only subject matter though
wake (the flake): I wanted to spike their lubricants with something like they do to the milk.
Principalpoop: use the manual manual
Dexter Fong: Cat: Msge to group intended for you
wake (the flake): gotta go
Principalpoop: are you monopolizing our cat fong?
wake (the flake): bye bye everyone
Dexter Fong: Melamine, it's your's ; it's mine!
DrHackenTween: Later, Thaiman
Principalpoop: ciao wake, a new day awaits
Dexter Fong: It's in everybody's eggs heny
DrHackenTween: Is miiine!!
||||||||| Around 11:10 PM, wake (the flake) walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: Night wake
cease: i'll see your park place, and raise your hotel on madison avenue
Dexter Fong: Wear your shades wake
cease: by wake
DrHackenTween: That's Wisconsin!
Principalpoop: what is the matter with being matter stones?
Principalpoop: On Wisconsin!
Dexter Fong: Are you dark matter, Stones?
DrHackenTween: On Prancer!
Dexter Fong: Dance on her
H. Stones: fairly dark i suppose, fong
Principalpoop: On Phillipe
cease: i was writng a play called Dark Matters at one time.
Dexter Fong: Off Philipa
Principalpoop: based on dark shadows?
Dexter Fong: Influenced, rather
Dexter Fong: Overshadowed, perchance
DrHackenTween Dances On A Volcano
cease: the search for dark matter
H. Stones: what were you doing at the other time Cease ?
Dexter Fong: He was writing a play about Light Metter
cease: are they finite, stones?
H. Stones: yes i think so
Principalpoop: in finite, sure
H. Stones: credit crunch has pushed the price up too
Dexter Fong: I find the idea of differing infinities quite interesting
cease: one of my plays (see www.seemreal.com, big time) is kinda about the idea that time is not the same things for all realites
llanwydd: interesting tween. is that np?
llanwydd: I like that one
Principalpoop: you are easy to amuse fong
Dexter Fong: Thank God
llanwydd: box of time? I saw that on your site
Principalpoop: thank the force
Dexter Fong: Otherwide I'd have gone mad all these years, but for the softball
cease: one of my favourite lines is in that play, about big foot: "an ambassador from our future lonliness"
cease: Box of Time is a later play
H. Stones: well i must away once more friends, i have not recovered since they put the clocks back last weekend
cease: Austin plays Mr. Disner in it
Dexter Fong: afkfr2
llanwydd: nice line. does box of time have all the fluid poetry of neal amid?
cease: sleep well, stones
llanwydd: na is a very poetic piece
Principalpoop: good night your majesty, and my best to honey
H. Stones: ty, will try
llanwydd: Nite Stones!
cease: no, llan, box is more abrupt.
H. Stones: i will convey your greetings to her Madge
H. Stones: have a good week and stay safe
cease: you can listen to it for yourself. all my plays are on line at that site
llanwydd: I tried. I was not able to access it
cease: yes, all posslible sweetness to Honey
llanwydd: I get an error message that says "msn does not support this file"
||||||||| H. Stones runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's H. Stones?! It's 11:20 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: Barck!
cease: http://www.seemreal.com/
Principalpoop: bush!
cease: and beautiful, dex
cease: try that, llan
Dexter Fong: OoopS! Barack
Dexter Fong: And Beaiyoutiful
cease: let the word go back to its earlier evocations
Dexter Fong: And the words were swallowed up by the sword
Principalpoop: which word?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Just keep your thumb on your place
cease: big time is the middle play in An Infinite Trillgy
cease: tom thumb had a liking for rum
DrHackenTween: No true Mississippi Cowhard would leave his wine cellar undefended in such a dangerous time!
Principalpoop: i was reading somewhere that the 2000 and 2004 swing states are now battleground states
cease: what does that mean, poop?
llanwydd: I tried box of time again. didn't work. thanks for the link though
Principalpoop: the gop is fighting for its life
Dexter Fong: Poop: Most of those states are now sloated for Obama
cease: lettuce hope
Dexter Fong: slate
Dexter Fong: slated
Principalpoop: now they are, but a week ago, fong lol
Dexter Fong: Poop: They've been inexorably moving towards Obama for some time
DrHackenTween: The GOP is likely to splinter
Dexter Fong: This is *not* a close election in any sense
cease: i just tried to connectrto box of time thru the site and it played, cutting of cni
Dexter Fong: The GOP is already sphincter
cease: lettuce hope, dex
DrHackenTween: They've come a long way from Goldwater's party
Dexter Fong: From goldwater to jaggermeister
Dexter Fong: From Agave to PATRON
Principalpoop: elizabeth dole or sarah palin as the female face of the GOP?
Dexter Fong: Fron Singapore to Singalong
cease: to Sinatra
Dexter Fong: Poop: I'd prefer Heidi Klume
Principalpoop: Condi Rice?
DrHackenTween: lol P
Dexter Fong: Condi Mint, appearing nightly at the Capitol Pole
DrHackenTween: lol
DrHackenTween watches Condi do the DuPont Circle
Dexter Fong Stuffs a ben franklin down Condi's cloverleaf
DrHackenTween: lol
Principalpoop: gosh, i have not been to the girly bar in years
Dexter Fong: lol Condi......lol
Principalpoop: put some cash in her gash
llanwydd: well, I'm checking out for tonight. are we getting together again on tuesday?
Principalpoop: i guess so llan
DrHackenTween: headless women and bad music - Mernoches 'Bamba Shelter'....
Dexter Fong: llan: Some of may but I'll be out of home
Principalpoop: have you vooted fong?
llanwydd: iuytre
Principalpoop: oops that felony, sorry, i forgot
Dexter Fong: Noo Poooop
cease: i'll be here tues night
cease: and its not even my election
DrHackenTween: Sounds like a plan, cease ;)
cease: unfortunately, it is my planet
Dexter Fong: It's my election and I'll cry if I want to
cease: you have a great victory party, dex
Dexter Fong: Thrice times three shall I refuse the fig leaf
Dexter Fong: 'twill be an glorious Eve
Principalpoop: wear the figging leaf fong
DrHackenTween: Our, planet, cease
Dexter Fong: I
Dexter Fong: am him of whom I type
DrHackenTween: Remember the agreement with the Klingons
cease: lol dex
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'llanwydd2', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
cease: i forgot. sorry st. kirk
DrHackenTween: wb LL
Dexter Fong: Yes..stay off my ass it was Tween
Principalpoop: wb llan2
DrHackenTween: LOL
Dexter Fong: llan too?
cease: i thought you were strung up by the "l's
llanwydd2: I don't know why I could only get in with a different name
llanwydd2: that's frustrating
DrHackenTween: Et tu, Llan?
Dexter Fong: Frustrating for you, confusing for us
llanwydd2: just when I asked if we are having chat on tuesday
Principalpoop: dressed up to the Ts
Principalpoop: we said yes llan
llanwydd2: cool
Dexter Fong: hand
Dexter Fong: looc
llanwydd2: cool
Principalpoop: the dawn of a new day, a new direction
llanwydd2: testing
cease: sometimes a good idea, poop. if the old one sucks
Principalpoop: as if sucking was a bad thing
Dexter Fong: If death or paralysis continue, please call your doctor or have a close friend do it for you
cease: between now and next thurs, much will happen to me
DrHackenTween: in Country Music, 'T' is Tanya Tucker, who I had the great please of house mixing once. Her band was doing Eagles stuff at sound check. hehehehe
cease: but most importantly will happen to y'all
llanwydd2: well, see you then. goodnight
Dexter Fong: May it all be beneficial
Principalpoop: night llan
cease: off you go again, llan
DrHackenTween: pleasure
Principalpoop: wow tween
Dexter Fong: Night to those leaving (who may be almost anybody)?
DrHackenTween: Country isn't all bad. and that's from a guy who's favorite bands were Yes, Genesis and ELP before 1981 ;)
Principalpoop: waiting for the bus
Dexter Fong: I like country
||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (11:40 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DrHackenTween: Hey clem
Dexter Fong: I was country before this was continent
Principalpoop: here he is :D
cease: i thikn we're all bozos on this
Principalpoop: hi ahh, clem
Dexter Fong: A clem will appear shortly
ah,clem: hi all and have a great night
DrHackenTween: I'm a little country, I'm a little zappa
Principalpoop: i like old country, hank williams senior, george jones, don't know the new ones
DrHackenTween: Yes, even the Osmond Family was at my hall
cease: you too , clem
||||||||| At 11:41 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, ah,clem!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
cease: thanks as always
Principalpoop: thank you, and best to the keepers of the root
DrHackenTween: Great CD folks. Buy it :)
Dexter Fong: I'm a little country, I'm a little rappah
DrHackenTween: The lead singer of Poison has gone 'country' lol
DrHackenTween: Thranks, clem
Dexter Fong: Night Clem
Dexter Fong: and Muchas Gracias
DrHackenTween: ain't what it used to be
Dexter Fong: What is?
DrHackenTween: Yeah Dex LOL
DrHackenTween: about it
Principalpoop: i saw a documentary about captain beefheart the other day, olalala
DrHackenTween: Mixed Jones once as well
Dexter Fong: Why quarter-pounders used to be 6 ouncers
cease: i hpoe it was more interesting than his music
Principalpoop: spic jones?
DrHackenTween: I think you could call Jones 'country'
Dexter Fong: And medium socks would fit size 13 shoe
Principalpoop: i never knew any of his songs, just the name and picture
DrHackenTween: Ain't no spices in these jones, bro...
Dexter Fong: King-size beds took up two bedrooms
cease: what i heard was painful to hear
DrHackenTween: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: You couldn'
DrHackenTween: here?
DrHackenTween: ear here!
Dexter Fong: You couldn't take a bath unless the tide was in
Principalpoop: the clips they played did not make me want to go find and download any of his music
DrHackenTween: and muchos gracias to Mr clem
DrHackenTween: By the time she was open, they were already closed...
Dexter Fong: I saw that Tween
Dexter Fong: And I squinted
Principalpoop: but did they see you fong?
DrHackenTween: been fun, guyz (hope E's OK)
Dexter Fong: Okay Dear Friends, gotta go park..see anybody who's here later and if you're not much later
DrHackenTween: back to watching the movie "Tucker"
Principalpoop: thanks again tween, and giddyup
cease: there was a time in the 60s (and probably other decades) when the height of hip was to play music or do something so hideous that the audience had to accept it as art
DrHackenTween: And don't forget to support CNI Radio, without which, none of this would have been necessary... (http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm)
Principalpoop: hail rita
||||||||| DrHackenTween rushes off, saying "11:47 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cease: meter, maid?
Principalpoop: exactly cat
cease: i have to eat sometime.
cease: bye
Principalpoop: bon ap
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 11:48 PM train to British Columbia.
Principalpoop: looks like the bus to me fong, i am jumping ship, to mix metaphors
Principalpoop: go Obama! see you soon
||||||||| Principalpoop runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Principalpoop?! It's 11:48 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 11:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd2 - dead from The Plague
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 12:15 AM, dragging ah,clem by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
||||||||| ah,clem departs at 12:16 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| 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 Gary Firesign falls out at 12:20 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood says "12:24 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Dexter Fong by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| 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 Dexter Fong falls out at 12:24 AM.
||||||||| Outside, the 12:24 AM bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Bob D Caterino coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Howdy GF
Dexter Fong: And Howdy Bob D
Bob D Caterino: Politics in a progressive Regression
Bob D Caterino:
Bob D Caterino: Years ago, men got into the political game to fight for what is right. I leave out women because that was surely unheard of for at the first hundred years. They got there by sticking to the issues of the times and only won when they stated the best case for themselves. I am sure hidden agenda’s, illegal activities, like cheating and guns played a huge part but the public never knew and what happened behind the scenes in the political arena stayed behind the scenes.
Bob D Caterino:
Bob D Caterino: The point of having politics is to have a choice and beside the few individuals that took it upon themselves to assassinate the few good ones we ever had because of the individual’s political belief the political machine we created worked.
Bob D Caterino:
Bob D Caterino: Now we seem to have a whole new political agenda and they play the cutthroat game. I know if Washington or Lincoln were alive again to see politics today, they would die again.
Bob D Caterino:
Bob D Caterino: Politics like anything else fell into the hand of big business. Each side now hires all types to do all sorts. We have people just to dig up dirt on others and if they can’t they make it up. This falls under the name of cheating which both sides have always done, only now it is out in the open. The voter is more likely to make a snap judgment and believe what is thrown their way. They are like a jury that has heard evidence that was tossed out, they still heard it and no matter what, remembers it.
Bob D Caterino:
Bob D Caterino: The regression is this. What was once the good old fight back in the day was between grown men who stood by issues being it their own personal lie or not. Now what we seem to have is grade school politics. Mud slinging, truth or not, name calling included, as well as the neener, neener, neener, factor. Does America really need children running the show for us all? Issues were and always be the right way to go. The lies must stop because as we all know once in office they all seem to regress back to a carbon copy of the previous official. Be it man or woman, black or white, what we need is someone that is one of us, not a personality, a relic, or a hottie with the body. We need someone that will act in out better interests, not someone that has his or her eye on the prize. It is never about the prize but about the people. So there we have it in a nutshell. The gas prices are falling faster then we can pump it, we are wearing hats again, and most of all we
Bob D Caterino: Dexter how are you
Dexter Fong: Bob: Nice hat!!
Bob D Caterino: wow didn't mean for my blog to fall in here, dammy,
Dexter Fong: Pick your blog up and type all over again
Bob D Caterino: I hate cut n paste
Bob D Caterino: let me see
Dexter Fong: Gary Firesign is hear but not participating...that's two demerits
Bob D Caterino: lol
Dexter Fong: Laughing at another's demerits is a demerit
Dexter Fong: There is only one "I" in demerit
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 12:28 AM and Bightrethighrehighre sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Bighter, you're very late but good to see you
Bightrethighrehighre: yo' peeps........
Dexter Fong: dem's my peep
Dexter Fong: s
Bightrethighrehighre: ....as long as my girl fren ain't late....
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Gary Firesign - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: What's yaws Gary?
Dexter Fong: I never realized that two demerits meant death
Bightrethighrehighre: what happened to 3 strikes....?
Dexter Fong needs the pace to pick up here
Dexter Fong: 'course it may be my refresh rate
||||||||| "Hey Dexter Fong!" ... Dexter Fong turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:31 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| "12:32 AM? 12:32 AM!!" says Catherwood, "Dexter Fong should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Dexter Fong enters and sits on the couch.
Bightrethighrehighre: Fong: good to be back, with us fire heds
Dexter Fong: Yeah, bight, been a few weeks for you
Dexter Fong: and Bob D maybe even longer
Bightrethighrehighre: I've been busy doing my own business... I T support
Dexter Fong: Inter Testicular support?
Dexter Fong: Jocks for Geeks
Dexter Fong: or simply jeels
Bightrethighrehighre: not underwear, computerrzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....
Dexter Fong: jeeks
Dexter Fong: or Gawks
Dexter Fong: I was gawking at her jeeks which were poly-stretch pre-fab
Dexter Fong: Siding that fits
Bightrethighrehighre: Yeah, I'm a "JEEEK" cleaning corrupted master boot records....hey hoe 'bout those AZ Cardinals....??
Dexter Fong: Best in the west, Bight
Dexter Fong: But I'm a Jet/Giant fan
Dexter Fong: 'thinks pace is still slow
Dexter Fong: Multi-tasking, the bane of well paced conversation
Dexter Fong: Night y'all
||||||||| Dexter Fong runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Dexter Fong?! It's 12:39 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bob D Caterino - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Son of Amazon in through the front door at 3:20 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Son of Amazon: I just got an e-mail from Amazon.com selling "A Box of Danger" He knows a lot of Amazons...http://www.amazon.com/dp/B001EOQV5Y/ref=pe_606_10660540_pe_ar_v2 Click that address to see it for your self or somebody else
Son of Amazon: Catherwood, launch me a box of danger.
||||||||| Catherwood launches Son of Amazon a box of danger.
||||||||| Son of Amazon leaves to catch the 3:25 AM train to Funfun Town.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Drinkson LaHouse', just granted probation at 3:44 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
Drinkson LaHouse: Google this, The William Shatner Project .com He anwers E Mails by taping video you tube responses.
Drinkson LaHouse: Maybe he ought to do the Buddy Hackett Story. Or the life of W.C.Fields. He looks really Bill these days.
Drinkson LaHouse: Drink on the house, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood drinks on the house.
||||||||| Drinkson LaHouse is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 3:47 AM.
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah,clem
ATweenByAnyOtherName
Bightrethighrehighre
Bob D Caterino
catherwydd
cease
Dexter Fong
DrHackenTween
Drinkson LaHouse
H. Stones
llanwydd2
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
Ninod a Mind Boggler REVEAVLES
Principalpoop
Son of Amazon
To whom you don't vote 4
wake (the flake) URL References:
http://www.aladdin-theater.com
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B001EOQV5Y/ref=pe_606_10660540_pe_ar_v2
http://www.cniradio.com/donations.htm
http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20041102.html
http://www.mtv.com/videos/cher/33446/if-i-could-turn-back-time.jhtml#artist=4370
http://www.seemreal.com/
www.seemreal.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"