Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
04/16/2009

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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 April 16, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Outside, the 7:11 AM bus from Philadelphia pulls away, leaving Firebroiled coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Firebroiled: so hop in your wife
and head in any direction on the freeway of your choice,
and we’ll see you in a couple of hours,
here at Ralph Spoilsport Motors,
the World’s Biggest,

here in the City of Fine Music.
Thanks for the insurrection,
and now back to our morning concert of afternoon showtime favorites

-- the Magic Bowl movement from Symphony in C Minus by Johann Amadeus Matetsky Fong.
Firebroiled: Gentlemen, gentlemen!
I won’t take any more credit for this Victory than is necessary.
Lord Kitchener
did not -- nay,
will not -- die in vain,

Grid Willing. [Over applause]
Gentlemen, gentlemen!
I as Leader will use Power like a drum
and Leadership like a violin.
Pick out any Idea.
Compare Ideas.
With the One Idea left you have no Doubt,
and without a Doubt
we have Enthusiasm!
Firebroiled: The Future Fair!

A Fair for All, and no fare to anybody!
Yes, it’s free!

Join the expectant crowd gathering now,
as we stop here on DUTCH ELM STREET! . . .

Come closer, folks.
Don’t crowd the wheels . . .

Doors Open!

Doors close in five seconds.
Firebroiled: Oooops, no time, five seconds
||||||||| "7:14 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Firebroiled, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:51 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Hellmouth."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: 'no few minutes" tonight, may stop into chat later'
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" no few minutes" tonight, may pop into chat later'
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 8:54 PM train to Funfun Town.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 16, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Mudhead into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:01 PM, then departs.
Mudhead: Grid Willing. [Over applause]
Mudhead: Firebroiled o back to sleep
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:04 PM, dragging MartianTweenParty by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
MartianTweenParty: Hey Mud
Mudhead: Some ten with yur milk-sugar Tween?
Mudhead: tea?
MartianTweenParty: Guess the connection at Dendron is hosed again
MartianTweenParty: How are you this evening, Mudman?
Mudhead: inestkind
||||||||| Catherwood enters with cease close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:06 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the sitting room.
cease: no cni tonight?
MartianTweenParty: nope
MartianTweenParty: How are things in Vancouver this evening?
cease: at least there's new firesign out. they were on hartmann yesterday morning and merl has the clip up on the firesign site
cease: vanocuver is quite pleasent this eve
MartianTweenParty: Yeah, got the email
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Merlyn in through the front door at 9:09 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
MartianTweenParty: Spring has sprung in BC, eh?
MartianTweenParty: Hi Merl
Merlyn: hey
cease: and speaking of merl
cease: thanks for the clip, merl
cease: hope they're as funny on kpfa tomorrow
Merlyn: me too
cease: warm enough here for t-shirt for fumiyo, light coat for me
cease: tom actually joined in the merriment
Mudhead: brisk 43 her
||||||||| New notice: 'Thom Hartmann interview is at http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_010/thomhartmann.mp3'
Merlyn: "thom'
Merlyn: the 3 is silent
MartianTweenParty: biab
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:12 PM, dragging Elayne by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Elayne: Evenin' all!
cease: hi el!
Merlyn: hey E
Elayne: Thanks, Catherwood. I still remember when "firehead" was my user handle back when Panix was my ISP.
||||||||| Catherwood wass Elayne's isp.
cease: i remember that
Elayne: What?
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 9:14 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
cease: panix
cease: fong
Merlyn: Nancy?
Elayne: No, my "what?' was about Catherwood. :)
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Elayne and queries "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Elayne: Hey Dex!
||||||||| llanwydd bounds in at 9:14 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hello fellow travelers, going my way?
llanwydd: where am I?
Merlyn: I know, but nancy says "what?" a lot too
Elayne: That was my secondary meaning, Merlyn, thanks. :)
Dexter Fong: In order: Cat, Elayne, llan, Merlyn, Mud, and Tween
Dexter Fong: Is there CNI tonight?
cease: a little more than a year ago, i was campaigning to get the firesign on air amerca on the cruise. yesterday they were finally all on hartmann's show, but he's no longer on air america
Merlyn: Oh, Caatherwood was responding to "xxxx my zzz" in your statement, E. He tried to say "caatherwood xxxxes your zzz"
Mudhead: I am here, but not, brb
Dexter Fong: Is there a CNI show tonight, perhaps accessed elsewhere?
llanwydd: you are here but not all there
Elayne: He certainly does xxx my zzz!
Dexter Fong: yyy
Dexter Fong: ?
cease: lll
Dexter Fong: aaa?
llanwydd: that too
Merlyn: No dex, the earlier notice was about no CNI tonight
Dexter Fong: IS THERE A CNI SHOW TONIGHT???
cease: flower show in iraq
cease: but thankfully we have hartmann
Dexter Fong: Ah, thank you kindly, merlyn
Merlyn: clem said "no few minutes" tonight, may pop into chat later"
cease: i wonder how long they'll be on the kpfa show. sure firing on all cylinders with thom
llanwydd: there will be a recording of this on laugh.com someday
cease: i think sooner rather than later, llan
cease: maybe working together on this show will inspire them to work together for more stuff
Dexter Fong: Was this show a one off, or are they doing it regular like
cease: certainly more lucrative than what most of them are doing
llanwydd: it would be great if they went into the studio again
Mudhead: t ould
Mudhead: I'd buy it
cease: lots of people would have to buy it to pay for its production
Dexter Fong: And therein lies the rub
llanwydd: firesign has never had a great deal of publicity
cease: i think i saw an ad for box of danger in the new yorker.
Dexter Fong: If we could just get them on some kind of "reality" show
Merlyn: The KPFA show would probably have them on longer, and they podcast the show for free
Dexter Fong: "Schticking with the Stars"
llanwydd: it's not the fact that they are esoteric, its just that so many people haven't heard of them
cease: hope so, merl
cease: i have to get some software where i can record stuff again
cease: i'd love to record some stuff from wolfgang's vault, which i learned about from the proctor and bergman show announcement
Dexter Fong: Is that pronounced "Volfgangs Wault"?
llanwydd: more like his fault
Dexter Fong: Volfgangs "No Fault" wault
Dexter Fong: Your amusement is insured
llanwydd: a v is an f
llanwydd: iim doitch
Dexter Fong: and an ae is a dipthong
Merlyn: Ima doofus?
Mudhead: a b is a c
cease: no bees in the sea
Dexter Fong: The hypotenuse is equal to a+b?
llanwydd: I'd rather be a doofus than a dipthong
Dexter Fong: Sometimes hard to tell them apart
cease: just mars flies on its empty seas
llanwydd: that reminds me, I used to think the aegean sea was a g in c
Merlyn: and time flies like an arrow
llanwydd: sure sounded like it
llanwydd: fruit flies like a banana
Elayne seems to be fading, in more ways than one.
cease: mark time flies like roxanne pavemente
Dexter Fong: A banana flies like a boomerrang if you throw it right
llanwydd: LOL
cease: tired, el?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:32 PM bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Tor Hershman coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Roxanne Pavamente? Why I hadn't heard that name in months
Tor Hershman: Howdy do all,
llanwydd: good evening tor
cease: hi tor
Dexter Fong: Hiya Tor
Merlyn: hey tor
Tor Hershman: I just stopped in to invite you to view my latest pardoy . It's George Harrison's song "Awaiting On You All" without gods or devils.
Dexter Fong: We got no place for hey tors here
Tor Hershman: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_m6qC6FCiY0
Elayne: Usually, Cat.
Elayne: Hi Tor!
Tor Hershman: I got no place for Hay Zeus, Dex
Tor Hershman: and that IS a shame
Dexter Fong: By Jove, I think you've got it Tore
cease: thanks for "just stopping by" tor
llanwydd: I've got dialup so I'd have trouble with it
||||||||| At 9:34 PM, Mudhead vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: What has happpened to out Mudhead?
Dexter Fong: our
llanwydd: he's only afk
Dexter Fong: llan: Well he didn't raise his hand before leaving
cease: maybe he was swallowed by mud
llanwydd: that's all right. I excused him early
Dexter Fong: Waist dep in the big muddy
Dexter Fong: deep
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:37 PM and Principalpoop bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Hi poop
llanwydd: the big muddy. I remember that old film
Elayne: Hey Prinpoop!
Principalpoop: A Hoy
Dexter Fong: It's a Hoy, Here? 'ave a cigar
Principalpoop: who was in the big muddy?
Dexter Fong: Kennedy and Johnson among a lot of Americans
Principalpoop: the river in the amazon queen was muddy
Dexter Fong: Also the Smothers Brothers
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: peter paul and mary
Dexter Fong: and Country Joe and the Fisk Institute of War Studies
Principalpoop: oops bye tor
cease: hi poop
Dexter Fong: High Tor......Bye Tor
Principalpoop: what it be cat?
Elayne: Bye Tor!
Dexter Fong: and Poop get's ethnic
Principalpoop: no, buy american
cease: Fumiyo just brought me a plate of some wonderful halibut, spinache and portabellos
Dexter Fong: American Cheese
cease: mmm
Elayne: Next week, all. Time to go beddy-bye.
Dexter Fong: Brought to you by Dairy Queen Farmers
Principalpoop: ciao E!
cease: by ell eat well
Dexter Fong: Sleep tight as a tick, Elayne
Principalpoop: bon appetite
Dexter Fong: and Gourmet
Principalpoop: Cheney worked at halibut
Dexter Fong: I played a bass
Principalpoop: not often you see spinach with penache
Dexter Fong: A cheery spring sprig of that estimable source of vitamins inserted in your hatband will do wonders for your image
Principalpoop: you are not a bass, but you played one on tv?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Yeah, I did the voice over for that singing fish on a board
Principalpoop: my holly bushes have a bumper crop of berries this year, what does that mean?
cease: this is some of the best halibut i've ever eaten.
Dexter Fong: That George Bush really talks to God?
Principalpoop: the mountain is high, the valley is low
cease: i think it was swimming this morning
Dexter Fong: Maybe it was being towed by a US warship?
Principalpoop: i cannot bear the halibut screams when you catch them
Dexter Fong: Somali Halibut Pirates
cease: this is the kind of halbiut king neptune would eat
cease: or fuck
Principalpoop: i dub thee sir halibut
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah..Those gods and goddesses had some mighty varied sexual orientations
Principalpoop: that is all a myth, they were all straight
Dexter Fong: Screw a goat and turn it into a Blacksmith...Screw a tinker and turn it into a Burrito
Dexter Fong: Poop: Except for Vulcan
Principalpoop: sure, he was really into rubber
llanwydd: just had some trouble with msntv2
Merlyn: back in a few
Dexter Fong: For a really good vulcanization, call ME!!
Principalpoop: want me to go over there and straighten them out for you llan?
Principalpoop: ok M
Dexter Fong: Go get em Poop> Give 'em the length of your tongue
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: if loving you is wrong, i don't want to right
cease: by el
Dexter Fong: Poop: I'll meet you at the Dark end of the Street
Principalpoop: the fiddlers, what a way to go
llanwydd: I doubt if you could find them any better than I could, princ
Principalpoop: i think that would be a walk on the wild side fong
Dexter Fong: and all the colored girls go....
Principalpoop: i will give their names to bill reilly
Dexter Fong: O'?
Principalpoop: is it O?
Dexter Fong: Bill O'Reilly
Principalpoop: him anyway
Dexter Fong: the "not really a conservative" talk radio talk guy
llanwydd: "colored girls" is not politically correct
Dexter Fong: With a loofah fetish
cease: i know him only from ihs apppearance on colbert
Dexter Fong: llan: sorry..."coulored girls"
Dexter Fong: or is it "coloured"
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: he was mentioned on media matters or something like that often, and not in a good way
Dexter Fong: aaa?
cease: coulored sounds like the name of a drink
Dexter Fong: Poop: He just another right wingnut talkie although he claims he's a journalist
Principalpoop: come in and take a look at your mind
cease: all the cool kids are drinking couloured
Principalpoop: stewart had some clips, they have gone ape
Dexter Fong: Yo Yo Yo Homie, hit me wid some o dat "c"
Principalpoop: and then he said, geesh, it is only 10 weeks, pace yourself...
cease: i rmember al franken making fun of him on air america often
Dexter Fong: Take back the Cog(NAC) yac
cease: something saobut his socalled peabody awards
Dexter Fong: Cat: IIRC he claimed a peabody but in actuality it was a station he worked for that got it
Principalpoop: a marooon
Dexter Fong raises hand and asks for an "AFKFR"
Principalpoop: only if you bring enough for everybody
cease: wasnt it a Polk award?
Principalpoop: he was before lincoln, no, that was pierce, maybe
Principalpoop: one of those gaunt presidents
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: it looks like 2 steps forward 1 step back with obama
cease: indeed
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Polk, Peabody, Obie Wan Kanobie...it's all grist for the mill
Principalpoop: making some good moves, but playing some of bushes tricks too
Principalpoop: pull the chaff from the grist
Dexter Fong: Put the pellet with the poison in the chalice from the palace
Principalpoop: we told you to stay away from the kids anderson....
||||||||| Outside, the 10:03 PM uptown bus from Troy pulls away, leaving llanwydd coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong: Thos3 Anderson Kids...How many times have I told 'em to stay outta my yard
Principalpoop: wb llan
cease: youve returned
Dexter Fong pats llanwydd on the back
cease: without cni, a smaller than usual crowd tonight
Principalpoop: i tell that at the deer in our yard...
llanwydd: if I get thrown out of the chat room again I'm not coming back till next week
cease: thrown out?
Principalpoop: ok, have a super week, if the chat is evil
cease: evil? he jumped into the hole in the middle of the earth
Principalpoop: in firefox, tapping refresh puts me back in, when that happens
Dexter Fong: That's why he's so mean
Principalpoop: i don't want to support stupidity but...
Dexter Fong: You paying alimony too Poop?
Principalpoop: not me, never got caught
Dexter Fong: Run Rabbit Run!!
Dexter Fong: Or is it Cross over Red Rover
Principalpoop: she's got electric boots, a mohair suit
Dexter Fong: And she's lighting a candle in the wind, wearing a grey seal cape
Dexter Fong: It's Rocket Man!!!!!!
Principalpoop: they still play red rover and smear the queer in schools?
Dexter Fong: Only the private schools now Poop
Principalpoop: that is called indoctrination...i had no idea the words meant anything hehe
Dexter Fong: You want that kind of treatment, you gotta pay
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: sure, get twisted into the right wing nut shape
Dexter Fong: Indocrination = "First, ask for their medical insurance"
Principalpoop: poor llan
cease: is llan dieing and then returning, like kenny?
Dexter Fong: It's those MSNTV whatever evil bastards
Principalpoop: msntv is ok, it is the evil msntv2 guys
Dexter Fong: His name is Kenny? I thought llanwydd was a pseudonym
Dexter Fong: At last I can understand what he's saying
Principalpoop: me oh my oh, son of a gun have big fun on the bayou
Dexter Fong: Blue Bayou...come together...have real big fun
Principalpoop: olivia hurt me john
Dexter Fong: Meet till your cheating heart's desire
Dexter Fong: Daylight's come and I and I not done
Principalpoop: hank williams senior has got a voice, me oh my oh
cease: i thought country was the worst music in the world, until i went to japan
Principalpoop: egyptian is a different culture
Principalpoop: lordy lordy
Dexter Fong: As a young jazz fan, we always thought it was cool he died of an overdose, like so many jazz musicians...pretty stupid
Dexter Fong: But at that point I thought you had to suffer for your art...diodn't realize that we all suffering
cease: if bethoven had od's on absinthe, would he be cool?
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes...and at least 50 years ahead of his time
Principalpoop: i did not know how hank died...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers llanwydd into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:16 PM, then departs.
Dexter Fong: Morphine over dose
Principalpoop: there he is, wb
llanwydd: I think I figured out the problem but we'll see
Dexter Fong: Begone Evil Spirits, I say...BEGONE!!!
Principalpoop: kenny, it is you
Dexter Fong speaks for kenny "hmmmph mphhh frmmm grrgr
Principalpoop: tap your helmet on the keyboard...
Dexter Fong speaks for Cartman "Suck my balls , dude"
Principalpoop: no no, teabagging was yesterday fong
llanwydd: just got that stupid popup video again
Dexter Fong: Perhaps it's a virus, llan...stick out your tongue and say McAphee
Principalpoop: firefox stopped almost all my popups.. some windows things sneak through somehow
Dexter Fong: "She sneaked in thru the bathroom windows
Dexter Fong: He wore hair, down to her knees
Principalpoop: ahh, using your portable laptop and multi-tasking fong? ewwww
Dexter Fong: Help!
Dexter Fong: You started it Poop....and it's fun =))
Principalpoop: hold her in your arms, until you can feel her disease
cease: i'm watching the jays destroy minnesota.
MartianTweenParty: Quite the baseball fan, eh cease?
Dexter Fong: The twin cities sacked by birds
cease: like godzilla destroyed tokyo
Principalpoop: hi tween
MartianTweenParty: Hey P
Principalpoop: go go go godzilla
Dexter Fong: Squirrels overrun Detroit
cease: i go away for a few minutes, come back and they;'d hit a grandslam
Dexter Fong: Turkeys over Broadway
Dexter Fong: Stay tunes
MartianTweenParty: lol
Dexter Fong: or stouned
cease: better over than on, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: Sometimes they come to ground
Dexter Fong: That's when they're at their most dangerous
Principalpoop bellows out THERE IS NO BUSINESS LIKE SHOW BUSINESS
MartianTweenParty: Cudzu Vines vs Martha's Vineyard
Merlyn: Hey, back
Principalpoop: WB M
Dexter Fong: "I had a Dream, a Dream about you, Poopie
cease: you sure you're not a commie front?
Principalpoop: who me? i don't even have a garage...
Dexter Fong: Commie in the front ridacal free thinker in the back
MartianTweenParty: "I was dancing with this guy backwards and he kept complemting me on my figure. I said, you idiot, those are my shoulder blades..." - Phyllis Diller
Principalpoop: all that green tea stuff is about more free radicals.
cease: is she still alive?
MartianTweenParty: Yippie Tea
Principalpoop: her laugh was infectious, HAW HAW HAW hahahahaha
Dexter Fong: Ever since they opened Gauntonamo, lotsa free radicals
MartianTweenParty: It's what's for breakfast
||||||||| Catherwood enters with H. Stones close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:25 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the vestibule.
Merlyn: same with typhoid mary
cease: jays scored 7 runs in the 7th.
cease: that portends well
MartianTweenParty: Stones, old chap...
cease: hi stones
Principalpoop: good evening your highness, step aside for the king peasants...
H. Stones: Greetings
Dexter Fong: Ah it's Hemlock, the man with the stones
H. Stones: whats the story with CNI ?
Merlyn: I thought phyllis diller should have played cruella de ville in the 1001 dalmatians live action movie
Dexter Fong: Not on tonight
Merlyn: 101
H. Stones: ongoing tech probs ?
MartianTweenParty: She would have been good, for sure
cease: surely too old, merl
Dexter Fong: Merlyn 001 is the 23 in a series
cease: if alive
Principalpoop: she was in that filthy movie for a few minutes
Dexter Fong: Stones: Poop or Tweeny prolly know better than I
Principalpoop: she looked old old, like bob hope did those last years
Dexter Fong: Poop: The Aristocrats?
Merlyn: cruella is basically doing her vegas act - wild hair, wild clothes, maniacal laugh, cigarette holder
Merlyn: besides, cruella is an old lady
Principalpoop: exactly fong
cease: dorian gray old
Dexter Fong: Portrati Young
Dexter Fong: Somebody screwed up
MartianTweenParty: Phyllis is still around. My Mom's age (1917) - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phyllis_Diller
MartianTweenParty: A true pioneer as a woman comedian
Merlyn: she played the wicked witch of the west in ossman's OZ audio play
||||||||| It's 10:30 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...
MartianTweenParty: I love her stand-up
Principalpoop: ahh you were married to her for many years fant
Principalpoop: fang
MartianTweenParty: Really Merl? Kewl :-)
Merlyn: my roommate had the I Bet Your Life with her, so I've seen that 6 times or so
MartianTweenParty: Yeah, her husband Fang lol
cease: yes i thought there was a firesing conection,
Merlyn: dexter fang?
Dexter Fong: Would that be Jim C. Fang?
Dexter Fong: Maybe it was her husband White Fang
Principalpoop: just fang
H. Stones: its Jim Fanc C !
||||||||| "10:32 PM? 10:32 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd2 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd2 enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
llanwydd2: see if this works any better
Dexter Fong: Stones..the upgrade? It's Jim Fang C++
cease: jack london wrote a great time travel novel
Principalpoop: well done llan
cease: i would site it as an inpsiration for Neal Amid
Dexter Fong: The numeral two at the end she ward off the evil spirits
Principalpoop: don't sit too close to the fireplace llan, you will start to pant
Dexter Fong: Cat: You would know better than anybody
MartianTweenParty: What's it called, cease? Really don't know London's work
cease: i just thought of that when you mentioned white fang
Principalpoop: i am reading about the 1790s-1850s in america... kewl
MartianTweenParty: The 2-part STNG episode with Twain & a young London is my favorite of the series
Dexter Fong: Tween: In Canada, it's spelled Loundoun
cease: i dont rmeember either, tween. i'd have to google a list of his books.
Principalpoop: say something llan quick
MartianTweenParty: But that's a London of a different colour, Dex
Principalpoop: rats
cease: i read a great book about how the "war on cancer" as been deflected by the cancer causers and another about how alberta's tar sands threaten to destroy us all
MartianTweenParty offers some Peaches en Regalia to P's rats
Dexter Fong: Tween: Yes! The coulour ouf thank english fog
cease: not exactly fun reading, but necessary info
Dexter Fong: think
Dexter Fong: thick
MartianTweenParty: Harvesting from the tar sands would be very tricky
Dexter Fong: (jeeze)
Principalpoop: thick as a brick
Dexter Fong: Hey Kids! Leave that teacher alone
Principalpoop: charlie stole the handle
H. Stones: Step away from the brick
MartianTweenParty: Yeah, I really like that Jethro guy who plays the flute
Dexter Fong: Now take that hot brick out of the sauna and hold it next to her
Principalpoop: juan ian
cease: tull?
Dexter Fong: Tween: Homer Jethro?
Dexter Fong: Ooops, It's Homer N. Jethro
Principalpoop: tim weisberg
cease: Simp & Sons
MartianTweenParty has been a huge fan of JT over the years
Dexter Fong: Don't have a cow! Have Breakfast
MartianTweenParty: Twin Sons of Different Mothers is a great album with Fogelberg, P
Dexter Fong: Dine at kenny's Kastaway Kastle wher you can't understand the waitstaff
Principalpoop: JT JT, juicy toot? Jack Thumb? Jill Tambourine?
Dexter Fong: Just plain Joe Tom Paul
MartianTweenParty: Tull, old chap, Tull
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd2 - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: listen to the city, conception, what a song....
H. Stones: i think llan came in here to die
MartianTweenParty is Too Old To Rock & Roll, Too Young To Die
Principalpoop: he is kenny, dies and comes back
cease: music i'm unfamiliar with
Dexter Fong: I put up ploice tape,,,CSI will be here soon
MartianTweenParty: Yes, P - have that on Vinyl
cease: how goes it in the uk, stones?
MartianTweenParty: LOL Dex
Principalpoop: wow tween, i thought i was the only one in america, cool
H. Stones: sliding slowly but inexorable towards the abyss as per usual, cease
MartianTweenParty: Too Old To Rock & Roll, Too Young To Die is mid-70's Tull, cease
Principalpoop: led zepplin black dog, still gets the blood flowing tween
cease: how do you define the abyss?
H. Stones: Black Dog, a good song by Jesse Winchester
MartianTweenParty: It's a spoof on the music industry
Dexter Fong: BBlack Dog? Is that the labe
H. Stones: its like cleveland but not as exciting, cease
MartianTweenParty: Zeppelin has made some immortal tuneage (not to mention immoral)
Principalpoop: abyss is as good as a mile
cease: i re,e,ber seeing jesse winchester here in north van in the early 70s
Dexter Fong: lol poop
MartianTweenParty: Never heard it, Stones (Winchester)
MartianTweenParty: Good one, P :)
H. Stones: i liked his first album cease, the one with the four identical pics
Principalpoop: that will be my question for obama in some online chat, favorite LZ song, he might be a when the levee breaks kinda guy
cease: is the song Jesus is a Spaceman his?
H. Stones: i used my chevy to plug the gap in the levi
Dexter Fong: I liked his third album the one with the gate fold? Had a real gate in it (some assembly required)
Principalpoop: no no, that is american pie
MartianTweenParty: Spent many hours with a drum kit and LZ IV
Dexter Fong: American pie is Cherry
MartianTweenParty: And Quadrophenia as well
H. Stones: i thought it was always apple baked by mom
Principalpoop: you are right stones, it was the car that was cherry
H. Stones: and who left that cake out in the rain ?
cease: Mom Inc.
Dexter Fong: Appeal back by MOM
cease: a division of Us Plus
H. Stones: wow, they even recall pies over there now ?
Dexter Fong: Stones: I think it was General MacCarthur
H. Stones: or was it McCarthy ?
Principalpoop: i just found that 3 companies control 90% of the wheat in the world, is that a good idea?
Dexter Fong: But he was qouted as saying I will return
H. Stones: is your pie now or has it ever been a member of the communist party
Principalpoop: shoo fly pie
Dexter Fong: Poop: They may have the wheat but they doesn't has the hit
||||||||| "10:47 PM? 10:47 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits on the couch.
H. Stones: super fly guy
MartianTweenParty: You've seen the movie The Aviator (about Hughes)? Really like the 'McCarthyistic' secene with the Senate hearings
H. Stones: llan is back from the dead, its a miracle
MartianTweenParty: Not good, P (grain)
Dexter Fong: What a gemer...llan's been thrown out 4 or 5 times and he's back for more
cease: any good, tween?
MartianTweenParty: wb wb, LL
Principalpoop: ahh llan, mister yoyo
Principalpoop: talk, talk like the wind llan
cease: i guess this is where kenny hangs out when he's not on southpark
H. Stones: hes doing his spencer tracy impersonation
MartianTweenParty: I liked it. Thought DiCaprio did a fine job.
Principalpoop: i have not seen that
Dexter Fong: I liked the Aviator a lot too
Dexter Fong: And that was a fine scene with the Senate Committee
Dexter Fong: Taken from the records IIRC
Principalpoop: you are contagious llan, i was blocked for a few moments
H. Stones: was that, senile committee ?
MartianTweenParty: Cate Blanchett was outstanding as Audrey Hepburn
MartianTweenParty: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338751/
Dexter Fong: Poop: That was a screen tes...er pass, that's why you were only blocked for a few moments
Principalpoop: give us time, we will fix those records, and all the records
MartianTweenParty: Might as well have been, after Huges got through with them, Stones
cease: i'll rent it then
Dexter Fong: Tween: But rather heavier
MartianTweenParty: One of my all-time favorite movies
MartianTweenParty: Blanchett?
Dexter Fong: Has anyone ever seen "Last Year At Marianbad"?
Principalpoop: i like time bandits
cease: didnt she play bob dylan?
MartianTweenParty: Time Bandits is great
Dexter Fong: Bob DYLAN THE Time Bandit?
cease: i may have long ago, dex. dont remember
cease: yes, a fun flick
Principalpoop: indeed
Dexter Fong: That's what the movie fosters
MartianTweenParty: Cleese as Robin Hood is perfect
Merlyn: too bad david rappaport killed himself, he was the only dwarf I ever saw who could act
cease: yes, kind of a python project
H. Stones: since his death, a silence has surrounded llans whereabouts
Principalpoop: ugh M
MartianTweenParty: Which one was he in the movie?
cease: lol stones
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: What about Billy Barty?
MartianTweenParty: lol Stones
cease: i should rewatch my old tape of that
Merlyn: he's well known, but I've never been that impressed with his acting
Merlyn: but he's better than most
Dexter Fong: How about Tom Cruise?
H. Stones: most was awful
Merlyn: the tallest dwarf in the world
Principalpoop: apparently they were trouble during the filming of the wizard of oz...
Dexter Fong: He's so short he has to jump up on Oprah's couch
MartianTweenParty: The "Personal Best" series from Monty Python is really good. Have Cleese's & Gilliam's
Principalpoop: the lollypop guild guys were good
Merlyn: the problem is that it's like having your dentist act, like in Plan 9
H. Stones: I was once watching Tom Cruise but he got beat up by some fags
MartianTweenParty: I highly recommend Cleese
Dexter Fong: Poop: You get that many ,little people together in a room and you got more trouble than a monkey on a rock
H. Stones: another time i watched tom cruise but i was distracted by some drying paint
Principalpoop: hehehe
cease: yes, if only the firesign could recylce their material as montarily successful as python
Merlyn: does this Cleese shop sell Cleese?
MartianTweenParty: Thought Cruise did a good job in Minority Report. Suited his style of acting (whatever that is)
Merlyn: Rain Man was good
H. Stones: yes Merl but its a little runny
Principalpoop: without a tv show, you are climbing up hill in modern society..
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's video killed the radio thing all over again
cease: why yes sir, it is after all, a cleese shop
Merlyn: same thing about suiting his style
MartianTweenParty: They threw cigarettes at him?
Dexter Fong: They threw buts at his buttocks
MartianTweenParty: LOL
Merlyn: lol dex
cease: the firesing never had enough vid product and they were never as good in "flicks" that would even inspire a tiny cult audience, not enough $$ to make anytyhing
Merlyn: "please fondle my buttocks"
Principalpoop: cruise and john revolta, give me a redford or spencer tracy please...
Dexter Fong pushes laugh track button again
MartianTweenParty: Python's humor is simply more accessable
H. Stones: ok Poop but i will raise you one W C Fields
cease: it was on tv
MartianTweenParty: Not disrespect to the Circus, but you have to actually think a bit about Firesign to get it
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give Principalpoop a Spenser Tracy
||||||||| Catherwood brings principalpoop a spenser tracy.
MartianTweenParty: I liked Travolta in the movie Phenomenon
cease: if only on radio vs firesign, they would never have been as famous
Dexter Fong limps in with a set of Gracie Fields
cease: yes tween, and thats asking alot for most people
Principalpoop: not being on tv, it is amazing they are as famous as they are...
Merlyn: Now we have to come up with a "spencer tracy" drink
MartianTweenParty: Dunno, cease. The Python albums are pretty good, and you get the jokes without a great deal of thought
H. Stones: Python had a head start by getting a TV series
cease: yes indeed, poop
Principalpoop: it is because they are fantastic, and accessable
Dexter Fong: Merlyn: Star with 2 fingers of Rye
MartianTweenParty: Agreed, Stones. The BBC is really what catapulted them into fame
H. Stones: since Fawlty Towers cleese has done little of merit
Principalpoop: gilligan's island is famous, there is tv for you...
MartianTweenParty: This was, of course the TV generation. Young people weren't listening to radio theater
MartianTweenParty: Well, I still recommend his Personal Best (Cleese)
Dexter Fong: Was Gilligan's Island based on Gilligan's Travel by Swift
cease: youre right, tween
MartianTweenParty: lol P
Merlyn: I thought it was the Hey Gilligan Man!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: afkfar
Principalpoop: remember when gilligan thought that ahh hell lol
cease: i was exposed at a young age, when i was a captive audience in a car for large parts of the year
H. Stones: one of my fave sketches was Pythons, Mouse Organ
Merlyn: afkfar akghan, the camel trader
MartianTweenParty: Don't know that one
cease: yes their albums were excellent
Merlyn: I was captivated by mary ann's shorts
MartianTweenParty: Contractual Obligation Album is an old favorite
Principalpoop: i was torn between mary ann and ginger, i was fickle
MartianTweenParty: And of course, Live at the Hollywood Bowl
MartianTweenParty: Great video
MartianTweenParty: lol P
Principalpoop: i guess all the surviror and reality are re-makes of gilligans island, i have not watched any
H. Stones: python pinched a few things from the late great Tommy Cooper
cease: i know him not, stones
Principalpoop: who will be live streaming from montery so i can watch?
H. Stones: search for him on You Tube, 6 foot 8, wears a fez, does terrible magic tricks and tells jokes that are even worse, one of the UKs most popular comics
H. Stones: he was the comics, comic
cease: ok i will, thanks stones
Principalpoop: come on, it is 2009, give me a pay per view on the net for the guys in montery...
MartianTweenParty: You folks have turned out some great comedians, for sure
MartianTweenParty: biab
H. Stones: you have to watch a couple of times before you notice whats going on
cease: yes by the time we meet again they will have perfromed.
cease: or is it next week?
cease: yes it is
Principalpoop: i am excited, and i am not going or nothing
Dexter Fong: Cat talks to himself
H. Stones: in a damp, overcrowded island like this Tween its laugh or die
cease: it is what us fans want most, new firesign work
cease: the lads will be gracing us with this vast wit once more
Dexter Fong: Would that it were new "work"
H. Stones: i still get a good laugh out of Bill Hicks, theres a guy who never got the fame he deserved
Principalpoop: old or new, but with their current insight into what is going on weaved in
cease: dex, on facebook they all speak of actually doing work on this show
Dexter Fong: Bill Hicks and his Hot Licks?
cease: there will be original stuff
Principalpoop: sweet
H. Stones: no, that was Dan
cease: it owuld be too boring for them if not
Dexter Fong: Cat: That's wonderful news
Principalpoop: somebody going to videotape it? even if not live streaming? come on....
cease: i would rank the possibility of their show not havingf new stuff the same as the possibilty of the sun not coming up tomorrow
H. Stones: and i preferred Commander Cody, Dex
Dexter Fong: I mean...I'll take anything, reworkings of older shows etc
Principalpoop: i need llan there, making a bootleg...
Dexter Fong: Stones: I prefer Commander Mark Time
||||||||| It's 11:10 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...
cease: on facebook, in planet proctorf, in other sites they babble on they all speak of doing new work for this show
Dexter Fong: Poop: You killed Kenney
H. Stones: ok Fong, i distract the guards attention by peeing through the door and you knock him out when he comes in
Principalpoop: i did, i broke the spell by saying his name, sorry
cease: death's yo-yo
Dexter Fong: Cat: Well, with Bush come and gone, the economy and Obama..they got a lot of material
Dexter Fong: Stones: Huh?
cease: you would think, dex
Principalpoop: aging gives a wonderous amount of material hehe
cease: yet they were as youthful on this hartman show as they were at the beginning
H. Stones: i think i was the first Brit to play FT on british radio back in 85
cease: i was there almost at that time, and they are very similar now to then
Dexter Fong: You can beat the child outo...you can take the man to a playground but you can't make
Dexter Fong: Teach a man to be a child and
cease: good for you, stones
H. Stones: and then place him on the sex offenders register
Dexter Fong: Now that I am a child, I put away mannish thing
cease: i'm pretty sure i wasnt the first whitey to play firesign on nhk in 74, but did my bit
H. Stones: and just in time Fong, here comes a cop
Principalpoop: steady fong
cease: he just wants to cop a feel
Dexter Fong: Cat: Were a lot of blackeys playing FST on nhk?
cease: msybe, dex
cease: yellowies, mostly. it was their country
Dexter Fong: I wanna be loved by you poop poo pee dooh
Principalpoop: i dont think you can say blackie, say nigras....
H. Stones: i see the Swahili is coming on fine, Cease
H. Stones: i dont believe any words should ever be banned
Dexter Fong: This is California Governot Arnold Nigranegger
Merlyn: I think some numbers should be banned
cease: the firesing have had trouble with that since their beginning, stones
Dexter Fong: Number nine?
Merlyn: no more 1,547!!
Dexter Fong: Out cursed 3.1417 etc
cease: austin has a thing, somewhere, playing lbj tyring not to say that word. is it on lawyers hospital?
Principalpoop: i got your number M
Dexter Fong: And back to American Pi
H. Stones: offending some folks is inevitable but it has to be done otherwise everything gravitates to the childish and simplistic
Principalpoop: what the hell if you can't take a joke
H. Stones: why cannot folks say shit on american radio when its often full of it anyway ?
Dexter Fong: Like Knock Knock..Hey, the emporer is butt assed naked
cease: in what milieu, stones?
Principalpoop: LCD cat
Dexter Fong: Stones: The Anti-Excrement act of '49
H. Stones: music mostly but also talk radio with honourable exceptions like Hartmann
Principalpoop: lowest common denominator, and I do mean common
Dexter Fong: or garden variety?
Dexter Fong slips one in for Stones
Principalpoop: sex and violence and crassness, i love american tv and movies
H. Stones: i am glad you used the k y jelly, Fong
H. Stones: i do too fong but its not all there is
cease: the majority of info available to me has been more than 90% shit since i was a kid in the ealry 50s
Principalpoop: phyllis taught him to use that
Dexter Fong: Why Jelly, 'cause jam don't shake like that
H. Stones: soory i meant Poop
cease: more shit now, but same perportion
H. Stones: as the Aussies say, Cease, if you poke a turd it stinks
Principalpoop: quite
Dexter Fong: Twas always thus..think of Rome as it devolved into mass muder fests
cease: too much money made promoting stupidity
Dexter Fong: Cat: Stupidity needs more money
Dexter Fong: Harder to turn around
Principalpoop: you got that right fong, the veil of civilization is a frail veil, but it gets the job done...
cease: intelligence was discouraged when i was going to school in la even when america's security depended on it it uqicklly finding its smartest people to compete with russia
Principalpoop: like a g-string hehe
cease: this was the era of sputnik
Dexter Fong rips off the frail veil the quail was wearing
Principalpoop: lordy lordy
Dexter Fong: under it she had a goatskin bodybag with faux fur at the lips and the angles
Principalpoop: put it back, put it back fong
H. Stones: Noah Veil makes me quail
Dexter Fong: They always cry that poop
Principalpoop: lol yes they do
Dexter Fong surrepticously returns the purse to its upright, locked position
H. Stones: you better replace the money too, Fong
Principalpoop: ok, start again, take 2
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give everyone a Bangalore Bombshell
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a bangalore bombshell.
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, you forgot the "caps"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Principalpoop: what is a bangalore bombshell?
Dexter Fong: Not really Catherwood, but you sometimes amuse me
||||||||| Catherwood amuses Dexter Fong.
Principalpoop: do i have to google?
Dexter Fong: Giggle is better Poop
Principalpoop: don't be a smartass catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Principalpoop and queries "Someone mention my name?"
cease: goggles have their uses
Dexter Fong: Poop: Think Jean Harlow goes Bollywood
Principalpoop winks
Dexter Fong blinks
cease: saw slumdog the other day, along with religulous and milk
Principalpoop: why is winking illegal in those films? what am I missing???
cease: all excellent
Dexter Fong: Wow: There's anafternoon and evening
H. Stones: theya re trying not to encourage the winkers
cease: mlik one day, the other 2 the next
Dexter Fong: Stones: That's "wankers"
Principalpoop: wow cat, keeping up with the joneses
H. Stones: ultimately we are all cheese, cease
cease: as well as commentaries on 2nd viewing
Dexter Fong: And they need no encouragement
Principalpoop: the new hannah monata montona montana film is coming out sooon, she laughs like phyllis diller....
Principalpoop: sort of nasal, sort of a hack, marvelous
Dexter Fong: She *IS* Phyllis Diller
H. Stones: going to Monatana soon ?
Dexter Fong: With a Bangalore Bombshell on my knee
Principalpoop: monanapappi po pay
H. Stones: passes Fong the Zircon encrusted tweezers
Dexter Fong: and a flat pickin' banjo player on the other
cease: gotta get some dental floss
MartianTweenParty: Gonna get me some zirconium tweezers and go to Montana and raise me some dental floss
Dexter Fong notices the crust but is too polite to mention it
MartianTweenParty: Beat me to it lol
H. Stones: gonna be a dental toss flycoon
MartianTweenParty: Hear anything from Honey, Stones?
Principalpoop: steady guys
MartianTweenParty: Hope she's doing OK
cease: certaiinly going in a progressive direction politically
Dexter Fong: Indeed
H. Stones: she is experienceing great difficulties, Tween, thanks for asking though
cease: yes, we wish her the best
Principalpoop: keep agoing, just keep agoing...
Dexter Fong: Don't mind that little hitch in your giddyup
Principalpoop: it is in my getalong now
H. Stones: thanks cease
Dexter Fong: Well mosey me over in the clover red rover
MartianTweenParty: TXRoadkill@kurtericson.com if she's ever out Austin way. Don't know what I could do for her, but I'd surely be happy to meet her.
Principalpoop: think the rain will hurt the rhubarb?
H. Stones: i will pass on your greetings Tween
Dexter Fong: Not if the rains inside
MartianTweenParty: Ok Stones
H. Stones: her story is so amazing and unbelievble, that with a good writer it would win a pullitzer
Dexter Fong: Yes Stones, my best thought are to Honey
H. Stones: soon as i get out of here i will call her
cease: she is a good writer. the prize should be hers
H. Stones: i agree, cease
Principalpoop: can't find the door stones? that has happened to me
Dexter Fong: Just invoke the name of llanwydd and you'll be out of here soon's Bob's your uncle
cease: sounds like a joe walsh song
Principalpoop: uncle me no uncle
cease: life's been good to me so far
Dexter Fong: Joe welsh song
Dexter Fong: Sorry
H. Stones: Uncle llanwyds, sex change tablets, take two after meals and bobs your auntie
Principalpoop: exactly cat, no more calls, we have a winner
Dexter Fong: Soon as Bob's your nuncle
cease: no, welsh was the fdounder of the birch societey, as i recall
Principalpoop: no, that was john birch
MartianTweenParty remembers Robert Vaugn and David whatever as Uniter Network Command for Law Enforcement lol
Merlyn: hey, I probably won't be on next week, I'll be in Monterey, so see you in two weeks
MartianTweenParty: McCallum
cease: i avoided it delicous juices for years when i learned of that
MartianTweenParty: Vaughn
Merlyn: If I'm here next week, I'll try to get some of FT to say hi
Principalpoop: live streaming M, live streaming, tape it
Principalpoop: have a super time, lucky guy
cease: good for you, merl
MartianTweenParty: I must have been working for S.C.A.L.E.
Dexter Fong: I remeber bobbin'g for auntie...she's fallen in the brae two weeks ago...we thought she was just saking
cease: give the lads our infinite good wishes
Dexter Fong: sheesh
||||||||| Around 11:36 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: upon reading his own typing
MartianTweenParty: Monterey Jazz. or the FST gig, Merl?
H. Stones: what time and day will it be streamed
MartianTweenParty: Oops, he fell right over
Principalpoop: i was asking stones, it is not...
Dexter Fong: Merlyn &always* gets the sunset...the rest of us get diseases
MartianTweenParty: Would love to visit Monterey some day
Principalpoop: he is the man, the big cheese, the top dog, the programmer...
Dexter Fong: "I met her, in Monterey, a long time ago
cease: a lovely place, tween. at least it was when i was last there, long ago
Principalpoop: my parents talked of montery, i have never been there
H. Stones: and if she ever catches up with you again fong, you are in real shit
Principalpoop: yes
MartianTweenParty: is that where they make billy jack cheese?
cease: my family vacationed there twice a year or so in the 60s
Dexter Fong: Stones: no worries mate, I had her deported
MartianTweenParty: That's what I hear, cease
Principalpoop: and I don't care....
H. Stones: but she sneaked back in via Mexico
Principalpoop: billy jack cheese and I don't care, my master's gone to town
cease: we should have lived in northern cal,
MartianTweenParty: Ah, a Mexicana se–ora...
cease: la is a desert, with mililons of people in it
H. Stones: those jokes are bringing me out in Burl Hives Poop
Dexter Fong: A drive down (is it A!A? or the county road along the coast..Fantastic and marvelous and breath taking and scarry
MartianTweenParty: Have visited the forests in N Cal. Too freakin' cool
cease: yes, they're wonderful, tween
cease: we ar esurrounded with them here in north van
Principalpoop: I had a goat, his name was fong, I wrote for him, this stupid song
Dexter Fong: Bahhh!!!
H. Stones: its enough to make Billy Jack barf
MartianTweenParty: Time to rent that Porche and do The Coastal Highway ;)
Dexter Fong: Bily Jack Barf, available in leak proof packaging
H. Stones: yes, tween, Porsche and Highways may become things of the past
Principalpoop: no, i will fill up the ford and do I-81 hehe
Dexter Fong: Rent that Porche, drink that wine
MartianTweenParty: Billy Jack Dog Food
Dexter Fong: Will you be my valentine
MartianTweenParty: Need to revisit that skit
Dexter Fong: Is there something wrong with valentines day and hearys full of arrows?
MartianTweenParty: Time will tell, Stones, but things are certain to change dramatically
Dexter Fong: hearts
Dexter Fong: Tween Oh! Is this the third act
MartianTweenParty listens to Steve Howe playing his song "The Clap" from The Yes Album
Principalpoop: they are already have, i never expected a black man as president in my lifetime... that is dramatic...
MartianTweenParty: The third of two?
Dexter Fong: Tween: are those professional "Clapistas">
H. Stones: good God Poop, they freed the what ?
Principalpoop: no no, give me fragile, pronounced fra gily
MartianTweenParty: lol Dex
cease: yes, i would have said canada is more likely to have a black prime minister than the us to have a black president
Dexter Fong: Poop: I always thought it would be Casby first
MartianTweenParty: Heart Of The Sunrise is outstanding
Dexter Fong: Cosby
Principalpoop: a jew first at least, come on....
Principalpoop: just joking calm down, come on
MartianTweenParty: Yes, it's was a surprise to me also, cease
cease: a blakc jewish woman
H. Stones: at least Obama is not apparently a Scientologist
Dexter Fong: Set the controls for the heart of the sun....rise? yeah! that's great man
H. Stones: and single mother with one leg, cease
cease: originally from ethiopia
Principalpoop: we almost had a mormon, not ready for that yet
MartianTweenParty: I disagree with much of what he's doing, but I'm glad Obama's got the Oval Office at this time
MartianTweenParty: lol Stones
Dexter Fong: Ethiopia is right next to Somalia
H. Stones: close Poop, you had a Moron for 8 years
MartianTweenParty: Cruise and Travolta are Hubbardarians, aren't they?
cease: how much to you figure the comedians defeated the republicans in your last election?
Dexter Fong: A Morman?
Principalpoop: sarah palin as president would be dramatic hehe
Principalpoop: yes tween
cease: if only cheyney were a moron, stones
MartianTweenParty: L. Ron Smith?
Principalpoop: he started it as a joke, and it worked lol
MartianTweenParty: What's _this_ button for?
H. Stones: no cease, hes a lizard ina human suit, i seen all the web sites
Dexter Fong: The New American symbol, a reoised Uncle Sam surmounted by a dead eagle
MartianTweenParty: Bush would Palin in comparison
Dexter Fong: reposed
cease: yes mahr interviews that guy, lizards
H. Stones: mounted by a dead eagle did you say ?
Principalpoop: not really fair, McCain was senile
cease: in the cut scenes on teh dvd. very spooky
cease: brit, aint' he?
Principalpoop: and he still almost one
Principalpoop: won
MartianTweenParty: lol Stones
cease: ikkes or something?
Dexter Fong beats the dead eagle off her her
Principalpoop: then stop slapping me...
Dexter Fong: her dead eagle had another dead eagle under it
H. Stones: ewwww, mouth to mouth regurgitation
cease: had lizards in the back yard when i lived in la. so did everybody else
Principalpoop: dead eagles, all the way down
H. Stones: this must be the dead eagle sketch
Dexter Fong: "there's a dead eagle in the middle of the road
H. Stones: i wish to register a complaint
Dexter Fong: Get out of here you git!!
cease: honeh,where's the dead eagle?
cease: its in the soap dish, dear
H. Stones: when i got this president home, the only reason he was still on his perch was because he was nailed there
Dexter Fong: There's a dead eagle in every bottle of hairspray
H. Stones: i refer of course to reagan
MartianTweenParty: How many monitor lizards would it take to eat Britney Spears' bloated body?
Dexter Fong: Oh no Sir...He 's kippin'...he just nackered up on some kippers and now he's kippin'
MartianTweenParty: lol cease
H. Stones: dont rush it Tween first we have to stiff her
cease: i was rarely in the us during his presidency but listened to his military's radio station when i livediin japan
MartianTweenParty: My favorite of the XM series
Principalpoop crys and shouts, leave briney alone!
Principalpoop: oops britney
cease: the ads were things like "re-e list today!" and "dont beat your wife!"
Principalpoop: hehe
Dexter Fong: Ah me briney mate, talk salty wid me will you!!
H. Stones: was she really that salty, Poop ?
MartianTweenParty: She's all briney now, blighmy!
Dexter Fong: She went really well with a giant box of popcorn
MartianTweenParty: lol
Principalpoop: there was a distinct fish overtone
Dexter Fong: Haliburton no doubt
Principalpoop: she was no halibut, that is sure
H. Stones: no ifs or halibuts
MartianTweenParty: Catherwood, please serve everyone some of Rococo's Popcorn Shrimp
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone some of rococo's popcorn shrimp.
cease: i think we are a generation from no fish, at least from the ocean
Dexter Fong: She smelled a little musky...and then released it
Principalpoop: that is quite profound cease, it must be, i can not make head or tails out of that...
Dexter Fong: it ccontinued upstream, not to breed but to find it's mother
H. Stones: i think flipper is trying to tell us something
Dexter Fong: She was a sushi girl, working for scale
Principalpoop: no no, that is lassie, the transvestite dog
MartianTweenParty: I really do miss Chesapeake Bay crab houses on occasion
Dexter Fong: We shared a gill of high-pctane mojito
cease: our special of the day, pisces feces
Dexter Fong: It only cost me a fin
H. Stones: yes, tween, i been to houses like that too
MartianTweenParty: "So long, and thanks for all the fish!" ? Stones?
cease: anyting that tastes really good lingers in the mind, tween
MartianTweenParty: lol P
Principalpoop: put some chesapeake bay seasoning on your buffalo chips
Dexter Fong: And on the tongue...like a Poppin' frog from bail-allure
MartianTweenParty: I hear that the Hitchhiker's Guide movie isn't very accurate, but I love the opening with the dolphins
Dexter Fong: We eat our Buffalo chip raw..before they passthru
H. Stones: it isnt really very anything, Tween
cease: accurate? to what?
MartianTweenParty: Mmmmmm NY buffalo chips
Principalpoop: the gift that keeps on giving stones?
cease: it was originally for radio
cease: how can a fantasy be accurate?
MartianTweenParty: Kinda like moleskin cookies, Dex?
Principalpoop: let me count the ways cat...
Dexter Fong: At Pasover, I went in to the 1st or 2nd best fish deli in NYC and asked for some BuffaloStyle Mackerel
H. Stones: it can be accurately reproduced or restaged but the radio verison truly was the best
H. Stones: Version i meant to say
cease: you mean like continuity? has anyone violated that more than the fstt?
H. Stones: or was it comcast
Principalpoop: venison
MartianTweenParty: The BBC did the radio, righ? Will have to look for that in an audiobook format
Dexter Fong: The counter man respoded..."Well, I could put some hot pepper on the herring schmaltz
cease: did you have particularly good passover food, dex?
H. Stones: i have it all in MP3 format someplace here
MartianTweenParty hands a freshly seasoned schmaltz to herr fong
Dexter Fong: Cat: It was passable
Principalpoop: cooked over cedar for the seder?
||||||||| 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..
H. Stones: when i first heard Hitchhiker, i knew that the creators had heard Firesign Theatre and were influenced by it
Principalpoop: certainly
Dexter Fong: Thing is, with 14 people and your cooking all day, when it's all done your not hungry
H. Stones: the music for Hitchhiker wad done by Pink Floyd
Dexter Fong: But the Buffalo Style Mackerel substituted nicely for the gehfihlte fish
MartianTweenParty: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: afkflr
MartianTweenParty: Now I know how to sprell gehfihlte
cease: true enough, dex
cease: you get full on the aroma alone
Principalpoop: no, that is not it
Principalpoop: girl felta fish
Principalpoop: something like that
MartianTweenParty: Get your cold hook out of there!!
cease: i am detached from any holiday food traditions
H. Stones: apparently if you wish to get anywhere near pronouncing the name of the Iranian prime minister, you have to say, A Man in a Dinner Jacket
Principalpoop: a commie free radical or what?
Principalpoop: I'sa spazy cama
MartianTweenParty: WE have set you free, comerade! :-)
Principalpoop: ok cat, we will set you up
Principalpoop: when is the next holiday?
Principalpoop: ahh july 4th good one
Principalpoop: you must eat BBQ and fresh corn on the cob and watermelon
Dexter Fong: Memorial Day
Principalpoop: shhh fong
Principalpoop: that is k-rations, skip that one
Dexter Fong: Ahhh Here's rue for emembrance
Dexter Fong: and Lethe for forgetfulness
H. Stones: i have to go talk to Honey now folks but will see you next week, meanwhile stay safe and have a good time
Dexter Fong: and old age for senility
MartianTweenParty: Well, both of Mickey's hand are pointing to bed time. Been fun as always. Be well and happy, all...
Principalpoop: Lethe Britney alone!!!
||||||||| MartianTweenParty rushes off, saying "12:08 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
H. Stones: sna say hello to Bambi and clem if you spot them
Dexter Fong: And stay off the grass Holmes, you have a soggy foot
Principalpoop: ahh bus is pulling out
Principalpoop: best to all, and to all a good night
H. Stones: nighty night
Dexter Fong: It's the final free all over again
cease: alas
Principalpoop: ciao your highness
||||||||| Principalpoop says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Principalpoop exits at 12:09 AM.
Dexter Fong: Ah stones, still lurking, at your best sir
cease: off we all drift
||||||||| H. Stones dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's H. Stones?! It's 12:10 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: Driftin on a Reed as Charlie Parker once phrased it
cease: till we chat again
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
||||||||| Around 12:10 AM, cease walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: or Feline Good Again
Dexter Fong: night me
||||||||| 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 Globner's disease
||||||||| 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:
cease
Dexter Fong
Elayne
Firebroiled
H. Stones
llanwydd2
llanwydd
MartianTweenParty
Merlyn
Mudhead
Principalpoop
Tor Hershman

URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phyllis_Diller
http://www.archive.org/download/Firesign_Theatre_Podcasting_010/thomhartmann.mp3
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338751/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_m6qC6FCiY0

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"