Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
09/10/2009

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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 September 10, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 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 Mahawtma D'chimknee 69 Smokin disembarks at 7:43 AM.
Mahawtma D'chimknee 69 Smokin:
May I see your passport, please?
Yes, I have it right here.
Why, this picture doesn't look a bit like you, now, does it, sir?
Well, it's... it's an old picture.
Precisely. Where is it that you are staying, sir?
Uh, what's the best hotel in town?
Taxi! Why, the taxis are all on strike, and it's, um, too early for the bus. You really are a problem, sir. I suppose that we'll have to put you up.

||||||||| Mahawtma D'chimknee 69 Smokin leaves to catch the 7:45 AM train to Marshall.
||||||||| cpchrispaul steals in around 2:27 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| It's 2:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cpchrispaul - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:31 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| ah,clem runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ah,clem?! It's 8:32 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 10, 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?"
||||||||| Bambi enters at 9:04 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends ... when you get to the yellow rubber line :-)
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:04 PM and late as usual, it's thedalaillanwydd, just back from New York."
Bambi: hey llan
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time (9:04 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
thedalaillanwydd: spasibodfghxcvbnertg
Bambi: hey Dex
Bambi: fasdfljadl;fajdlfjsd
Bambi smiles
Bambi: how are you llan and Dex?
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Your eminence
thedalaillanwydd: dex is fine. how am I dex?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:06 PM and Merlyn waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Bambi: hey Merll
Bambi: Merl even
thedalaillanwydd: Hi Merlyn!
Dexter Fong: Hi Merl
Merlyn: "spasibodfghxcvbnertg"? You mean "spasmodic"?
Bambi: lol
thedalaillanwydd: where'd ya get the grape?
Bambi: uh, oh ...not the grape again lol
Merlyn: Ancient Greece, can't ya read?
Bambi: did you see Nancy's hubby while you were there?
thedalaillanwydd: but if you had gotten your grape in ancient greece it would be a raisin
Dexter Fong: Ronnie Reagan?
Merlyn: You mean Melanie Haber's hubby?
Bambi: a sleeping bush gathers no moss...
Dexter Fong: llan: Not if you hydrate them regularly
Bambi: ah, yes...Merl lol
||||||||| 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 cease disembarks at 9:09 PM.
Bambi: hey Cat
thedalaillanwydd: Hey Cat!
Dexter Fong: Hiya Cat
Bambi: should get one of those blue thunder helicopters Cat ... stealth mode
cease: is this the npr show?
Dexter Fong: No this is the thursday Firesign chat
thedalaillanwydd: which npr show?
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 9:11 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
ah,clem: hi all
cease: this sounds like all things firesign
Dexter Fong: Are you smarter than a pre-med student
thedalaillanwydd: Hi Clem!
Dexter Fong: Hi clem
Bambi: hey Clem
ah,clem: this is "all things FireSign", and yes from NPR
cease: i have this but dont know it well
Bambi: all things FireSign was requested
ah,clem: if you would tune in for my intro, you would know these things, lol
thedalaillanwydd: eat it a l'organge!
thedalaillanwydd: or however you spell it
Dexter Fong thinks ah clem is a smarty pants
cease: yes it was discussed last week
||||||||| SolidCoffee enters at 9:13 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
ah,clem: "if you do an intro and no one hears, did it make a noise?"
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny
thedalaillanwydd: that reminds me, I'll have the real thing bubblin on the flash in a while
SolidCoffee: Lo dere :)
Dexter Fong: Oooh a Bunny Boy imitater
cease: hi solid
Bambi: SolidCoffee Tween?
Dexter Fong: Solid Jackson
SolidCoffee: Sold, man
Dexter Fong: Eight at the bar earlier
cease: is it march of the hares?
SolidCoffee: speak up
Dexter Fong: Cat: Rabbits running in the ditch
Dexter Fong: Must be the season of the witch
Bambi: Catherwood please chip off some solidcoffee for Tween
||||||||| Catherwood chips off some solidcoffee for tween.
cease: run updike run
Dexter Fong: You have upright dikes?
Dexter Fong: We lay them on their sides so they don't fall right over
cease: all the dikes i know are lefties
SolidCoffee sticks his finger
Dexter Fong: Solid: Checkin' your blood/sugar?
SolidCoffee: the stick says brown sugar
Dexter Fong: Solid, Solid
Bambi: lol
SolidCoffee: Solid, man
ah,clem: like
Dexter Fong: I am "Solid Man" we were the first to play Jazz
cease: the utah Jazz? they havent been any good for years
SolidCoffee: solid, jazz
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:19 PM, dragging Principalpoop by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
SolidCoffee: hey P
Dexter Fong: Cat: Mormons can't play Jazz...dey don't gots the rivum
cease: poop
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
SolidCoffee: They're all paisley
Principalpoop: far out and groovy
Dexter Fong: Welcome to our little sound track
cease: just saying "utah jazz" is hilarious
Principalpoop: all that utah jazz
Dexter Fong: "snaps his finger...quietely but with intense implied rivum
Principalpoop: i got
Principalpoop: rith
Dexter Fong: Rivum!!
Principalpoop: um
SolidCoffee: There's no place like holmes...
Dexter Fong: Watson ain't bad
Principalpoop: where is holmes?
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:21 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Principalpoop: there is E, where is holmes?
Dexter Fong: Actually, I've always preferred "The WOman"
Bambi: hey Elayne :-)
Dexter Fong: And he she is
cease: hi el
Dexter Fong: here
Dexter Fong: he he
Principalpoop: Curtis Goatheart
cease: this sounds like a riff on the case of the missing shoe
SolidCoffee: Hey E
SolidCoffee: Thoo flying saucers have juts landed on my platte
Elayne: Hey Dex, we still on for tomorrow? We need to gather and talk about all the other chatters behind their backs.
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's Austins "stock" character
Principalpoop: you promised me photos fong, wink wink
SolidCoffee: dear Grid I'd love to see these guys back on NPR
Dexter Fong: E: I'm afraid not...I'm up to my ass in vipers and almost fell into an Asp Hole
SolidCoffee: Garrison Keillor had a heart atack, BTW He's doing OK
cease: id like to hear them anywhere
Elayne: I'm sorry you have to deal with so many aspholes there, Dex.
Elayne: Mebbe week after next (next week is Rosh Hashanah)...
SolidCoffee: ditto that, cease
Dexter Fong: The backbiting vipers ain't no barrel o' picnics
cease: they did the satelite gig and npr. air america didnt work out and probably couldnt afford them anyway
Elayne: Dex, just look out for those one-eyed trouser snakes, I hear they're the worst.
Principalpoop: there is a break between the knife show and the gun show and the tea party meeting at the roanoke civic center next month, sign up the firesign...
cease: maybe they could take over his show
SolidCoffee me laughs at Dex and thinks of Blazing Saddles
Dexter Fong: E: Thanks for the heads up..........yikes, it really is up....didn't recognize it at first
SolidCoffee: "no sidewingwinding ehippershapper is gonna..."
cease: they'd have to get minneaplis accents
ah,clem: just get the snake drunk
Principalpoop: you have a rash E? on your hashanah? try corn starch
cease: proctor already speaks norwegian so it shouldnt be hard
Dexter Fong: Cat: and become Lutherans
SolidCoffee: Imagine FST on Prairie Home Companion
SolidCoffee: Would be fun
cease: good to see hal stark live on from the old bergman rfo website
Elayne: Prinpoop, if I could walk that way I wouldn't NEED the corn starch!
Principalpoop: they should have been in the covered bridges movie too
Principalpoop: no no, that is frog legs
Dexter Fong: The Bridges of Madison County?
SolidCoffee: Fong Legs?
Dexter Fong: Bridge over the River Kwai?
Principalpoop: was it madison?
cease: i asked ossman on facebook about metetsky. he didnt answer
Dexter Fong: The BRidges of the City Across the River?
cease: i'm pretty sure he was living in nyc when they caught the mad bomber
Bambi: hey princep
SolidCoffee: Want to start a campaign for them on Garrison's show?
ah,clem: mudheadsky?
SolidCoffee: Mmmmmm a bridge too far
Dexter Fong: Present!
Principalpoop: too late bambi, you waited too long, try to say hi to me again next week...
cease: i was reminded of that last week, clem.
||||||||| It's 9:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| thedalaillanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: poor llan
Bambi says hey princep next week
cease: i think llan reminded me of that ref
Principalpoop: hi bambi, how are you?
: poor ll
Dexter Fong: doing?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'thedalaillanwydd', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:30 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Bambi: hanging in there and you?
Principalpoop: wb long name thing
Bambi: wb llan
SolidCoffee: Hello LL
Dexter Fong: WB Nancy
Principalpoop: pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
SolidCoffee: FST on PHC would be a reall good fit
Elayne: Can I complain for you, PrinPoop? I'm really good at it.
Bambi: then life is good enough eh?
Principalpoop: sure, knock yourself out
cease: the hollywood show is coming up
Dexter Fong: Wish I could be there
SolidCoffee: Knock Yourself Out would be a TX band ;)
Principalpoop: tuna sandwiches and congressmen calling the president a liar during a joint session, it does not get any better
SolidCoffee: Fabulous Thunderbirds
Dexter Fong: Clever Xorvettes
SolidCoffee: Mmmmm you can tune a piano
Dexter Fong: Corvettes
Principalpoop: that is french for shrimp I think, or cervettes
Dexter Fong: I'm inside the piano
Elayne: "You want to complain! Look at these shoes. I've only had them three weeks and the heels are worn right through. If you complain nothing happens, you might as well not bother. Oh my back hurts, it's not a very fine day and I'm sick and tired of this office..."
SolidCoffee: but you can't tune a fish
Dexter Fong: Im Hayden
Bambi: gotta love Clyde ...
Elayne: Ahh, nothing like a little vintage Python...
SolidCoffee: Are you now, laddy?
Principalpoop: super wine that
Dexter Fong: I'm up here in the treble behind this G String
thedalaillanwydd: I'm sure I've seen every one of the python shows
SolidCoffee: lol deer
Principalpoop: crevettes, large and jumbo crevettes
cease: i prefer the little red ones
Dexter Fong: Sauteed in garlic butter with onion, celery, and green pepper
SolidCoffee: Better read than dead
Principalpoop: anything would taste good cooked like that fong
Dexter Fong: The secret is out Poop
thedalaillanwydd: that would be etoufee, wouldn't it?
ah,clem: rat in a box, we'll eat what you won't
Principalpoop: on your head it would be a etoupee
Dexter Fong: LLan: Well if it ain't it's a big fat greasy pole on a downhill slide on the way there
Principalpoop: sorry E, no more etoufee, etoupee jokes
Dexter Fong sings "Garlic Butter gets in my Eyes
thedalaillanwydd: it was funny, princ
Principalpoop: everything is funny until somebody loses an eye
Dexter Fong: C'mon Poop, just one more of those toupee toufee jokes
SolidCoffee hands clem a coupon for a free ratin a box meal
thedalaillanwydd: or you get garlic butter in it
Bambi: then it might be Armageddon
SolidCoffee: An Aye?
SolidCoffee: My Dad taught at annapolis
thedalaillanwydd: yes its allweregeddin
Principalpoop: armageddon, is that next to chattanooga in tennessee?
Bambi: naye
Dexter Fong: Just rinse the affected eye out with 1/4 cup of white wine
Principalpoop: dry or sweet?
Dexter Fong: Scrug up the little bits at the bottom of the pan
SolidCoffee: No Melai here... no, sir...
Dexter Fong: after panning your eye
Bambi: all 300 acres princep?
SolidCoffee: Panning for schnook?
Principalpoop: i need 300 acres, to turn my rig around, hehe
SolidCoffee: lol P
Dexter Fong: Poop: Yah ain't a-planning on selling the north/south/east/west/ forty are yah
Bambi: but it's an electric rig right?
thedalaillanwydd: where do you catch schnook?
Principalpoop: never, mama is buried there, maybe after she dies...
SolidCoffee: That's what _them_ were asking
Dexter Fong: llan: Oh, hangin' around down at Pop's Sodium Shack
Principalpoop: do you catch them, or assimilate them?
Dexter Fong: afkfr
SolidCoffee: "We have seen the enemy, and they is us!"
Principalpoop: ok pogo
SolidCoffee: ;)
Principalpoop: did he have a last name?
cease: stick
Principalpoop: LOL
SolidCoffee: Not after he was offered the blindfold
Elayne: You go, Pogo!
Principalpoop: lucky I had no coffee in my mouth
SolidCoffee: Get on the lifffftttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bambi: on a 'steeek'
SolidCoffee: Dunham is a freakin' genius
Principalpoop: durham, bill durham is how you spell it
Principalpoop: maybe bull durham, not sure
thedalaillanwydd: I take it the only true genius is a freakin' genius
Dexter Fong: Iknowed him as heiffer Durham
Dexter Fong: Hugh Heiffer Durman
Principalpoop: hugh heiffner with vealboy magazine?
Dexter Fong: He apparently had a lot of aliases
thedalaillanwydd: Durman Muenster
Principalpoop: his bottom hurt?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Milk fed and totally isolated
thedalaillanwydd: its a lot like swiss
Elayne: BRB, need a drink refill.
Dexter Fong: CHocolate?
Principalpoop: i like muenster
Principalpoop: sante E
Dexter Fong: Donde esta sante e?
Principalpoop: the north pole, i think
thedalaillanwydd: very strange question, dex
Principalpoop: where is the west pole?
thedalaillanwydd: OLD trick puzzle
Dexter Fong: Que?
SolidCoffee: Repeat after me, "Where have I tied up my donkey?"
cease: kafkas' hero in the spanish translation?
Elayne: Mmm, Twinings Cranberry Green Tea, iced. Can't recommend it enough. Sweetened with just enough stevia.
Dexter Fong: Wizknieuski? He lives way over the west side
Principalpoop: Why do we park in driveways and drive on parkways?
cease: so yo dont taste the stevia?
Dexter Fong: Ich haben gehitched meine burrito
cease: go carlin could make a joke about it, poop
Principalpoop: i thought you said Twains, i did not know mark twain had an ice tea brand, a super idea...
Dexter Fong: Reight on Cat?
thedalaillanwydd: also, das burrito, und das enchilada?
Elayne: Oh, I love stevia, Cat. I'm having Spam, Spam, Stevia and Spam!
Dexter Fong: or is it "Reich on Cat?
Principalpoop: i can dig it cat, lay it on me
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Sounds like a very "woody" meal
cease: i like the idea, el. notthe taste
SolidCoffee shows Dex a yaping Chichaua
thedalaillanwydd: spam would probably improve the taste of stevia
Dexter Fong refuses tweens generous offer
SolidCoffee: lol
Principalpoop: is that the stevia from stevia and eddie?
Principalpoop: eedee
SolidCoffee thinks Dex is not hungry this evening
Dexter Fong: Stevia Eddiea and Flo-ia
Elayne loves stevia. Much better than saccharine, Splenda and all those other chemicals.
thedalaillanwydd: I couldn't think of a worse stage name
Elayne: There's only one chemical I enjoy putting into my body, not counting KFC chicken.
Dexter Fong thinks Tween doesn't recognize a Semite from a smite
Principalpoop: close your eyes llan
thedalaillanwydd: I wonder if the semites are related to the seminoles
Bambi: threw up on the sash lol
Principalpoop: what is that chemical E
Dexter Fong wonders if poop is going to sneak up on llan
Principalpoop: no, i did not tell him to bend over
Dexter Fong: llan: We are all gods chillun
Dexter Fong: but not all of us has de rivum
Principalpoop: can you say seminoles in mixed company?
thedalaillanwydd: I never thought of myself as a chillum, but...
cease: the lost tribe of semis?
Dexter Fong: Hey Buddy, this is amurica, you can say it anywhere
ah,clem: "I'm white and I can't get down"
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah, where do they all go at night
Elayne: I can't rightly say, PrinPoop, but it's found abundantly on this map: http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&gl=us&ie=UTF8&t=h&msa=0&msid=110414487822642519681.000471fcf7d3fc6e1cfe0&ll=33.900057,-117.861328&spn=0.79789,1.167297&z=9&source=embed
Dexter Fong: Clem: How did you get up?
Principalpoop: to find someplace to turn their rigs around
thedalaillanwydd: amurica is a beautiful name
thedalaillanwydd: got to remember it
Dexter Fong: Turn rigs around, easy "sgir"
Principalpoop: i should move back to california
Dexter Fong: With a double latte, heavy on the cimmaron, double whip on your knee
Principalpoop: ahh what did the who call it? hey you smoking mother nature, this is a bust
Dexter Fong: and botox on your tongue
Dexter Fong: Poop: Please, put your shirt back on
Elayne: I tend to prefer Mother Nature's chemicals to man-made ones. That's one of the reasons I'm so fond of stevia as a sweetener, it's made from a plant instead of in a lab.
Principalpoop: its chrismas in september
Dexter Fong: E: THe "plant" they refer to is located in the Phillipnes on an idustrial park
thedalaillanwydd: we're having it the day after labor day this year
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: It's 10:02
thedalaillanwydd: thank you, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're welcome."
Principalpoop: any truthers in here?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:01 PM and late as usual, it's Sirrevalent, just back from Billville."
Sirrevalent: Hello
Principalpoop: cough cough
cease: sir
Dexter Fong: No Poop, but im not a cannibal and I'll row your geese across the lake and come back for the fox
Elayne: Evenin' Sir!
thedalaillanwydd: welcome, Sir
Principalpoop: leaving me alone with the fox? hehe
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Is it...is it...Sir Relevant of Absolutely Nothing?
cease: at least its not fox tv, poop
Sirrevalent: Mmmmmm foxes
Elayne: See, you got me wondering, Dex. And I thought it was South American in origin. Wikipedia backs me up (but you know how they are): Stevia is a genus of about 240 species of herbs and shrubs in the sunflower family (Asteraceae), native to subtropical and tropical South America and Central America. The species Stevia rebaudiana, commonly known as sweetleaf, sweet leaf, sugarleaf, or simply stevia, is widely grown for its sweet leaves.
Elayne: Dex, SirRel is not Robin, if that's what you're asking...
Bambi: hey Clem :-)
Principalpoop: i don't trust wikipedia, i would rather wait and go the library and see what I can find...
Dexter Fong: Elayne: I suppose it's just my cynical nature
Sirrevalent: These rules apply, unless you've learned some moves ;)
Elayne: Agreed, PrinPoop, but it was the handiest site at a moment's notice.
thedalaillanwydd: well, I've got to be going. be back next week. tell everybody I said hello.
cease: from albania? probably pizza
Dexter Fong: Elayne: I suppose it just my quirky, way inside humor (Meant only for us)
Elayne: http://www.stevia.net is good too.
Elayne: Gotcha, Dex.
Principalpoop: i was teasing, it has never led me wrong, as far as I know, it is a super resource...
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Maybe should have tried a motie, but couldn't think of one...maybe a "winkie"?
Sirrevalent: US Constitiution? lol They'll give it up for mouse hats
cease: wiki had a big section on george metesky but nothing about his name as digger riff
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh, clem, how did you know I was enjoying myself? hehe
Elayne: Just remember, Dex, the Winkies were ruled by the Wicked Witch of the West.
Dexter Fong: How many mice does it take to make a hat?
cease: the digger page had a section about richard brautigan, about how he couldnt be a real digger cuz he used his own name instead of george metesky
Dexter Fong: Elayne: I knoooowwww. I'm one of her clients
Sirrevalent: Actually, it's bat hats for the kids in Austin
cease: Austin has kids?
Sirrevalent: Same thing
Dexter Fong: Cat: LOl That's the price of being an artist
Elayne: LOL, Dex!
cease: i thought he was the only firesign without one
Sirrevalent: A _really_ good children's museum
Dexter Fong: in every garage
Sirrevalent: Yes, we have managed to procreate on occasion ;)
Dexter Fong: And no fish tanks
cease: sounds like a live show
Principalpoop: peggy
Sirrevalent: You don't want to eat sea food in Austin
cease: is this the one austin and ossman did together?
Dexter Fong: That's not procreating that's Jerrymandering
Sirrevalent: Try Corpus Cristi
Dexter Fong: Cat: I think so
Dexter Fong: Try Buhdist Mantra
cease: the big broadcast of 1976
Dexter Fong: It look good on you
cease: Om Om, Range
Sirrevalent: Boooda?
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| SolidCoffee - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: boooda boooda boooda
Dexter Fong: Range Om, Range Om agaist the dying of the light
cease: they look so young on the cover on that one
ah,clem: 96.7% germ free...
Dexter Fong: That's good soldier
Sirrevalent: lol clem
Dexter Fong: Next time go for 98%
Principalpoop: hell on wheels
Dexter Fong: We kill more germs before 8 AM than you do all day
Sirrevalent: Yeah, but what about 9am?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Is going to hell in a handcart like hell on wheels
Dexter Fong: Your'e on your own Rel
Dexter Fong: or rev
Principalpoop: Mister stool
Sirrevalent: Ossssman/Austin's bit on the evil of masturbation was great
Sirrevalent: The Rev
Sirrevalent: Rev Barnstormer said it all
Dexter Fong: This is a great bit!!
ah,clem: as opposed to "pulling it off like a man?"
Elayne: Well, I'm fading fast, and I'm bummed about not seeing Dex tomorrow, so I'm going to leave and mope.
Elayne: Next week, all
Sirrevalent: Austin with an eye patch crossing his fingers lol
cease: by el
ah,clem: mope well, E
Principalpoop: night E
||||||||| Elayne dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 10:14 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Dexter Fong: Clem: I remeber there was a lot of....uncomfortableness about the
Dexter Fong: bit in the old RCN or whatever IRC chat
Dexter Fong: Night E: Sorry
cease: when did we transition from irc to this more stable platform? long ago
cease: elyane would know, but she's gone
Dexter Fong: 3 years? maybe
Dexter Fong: merl would know
Sirrevalent: You find this stable?
||||||||| "10:16 PM? 10:16 PM!!" says Catherwood, "the Fool on the Hill should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as the Fool on the Hill enters and sits on the couch.
Principalpoop: more than that, i have been here that long, maybe
cease: merl would know but he's only here in spirit
Dexter Fong: FOH, hiya
ah,clem: some of us find IRC quite stable...
Principalpoop: tfoth
Sirrevalent: Hey 256
the Fool on the Hill: is this the temple by the moonlight wah dee doo dah?
cease: did the genius on the hill leave?
Principalpoop: sure, the only clean hotel in town
Dexter Fong: Sir: Yes!! Much more..IRC was hard to get on, would drop you in a second and used to split so you could see others but not talk to them
Sirrevalent: F0h = 256 ;)
ah,clem: obviously they tried the wrong server
Dexter Fong: Clem IRC ismore stable now...cause nobody uses it antmore
Sirrevalent: just being an arse
ah,clem: who you callin' noboby?
Principalpoop: a dedicated surrealist
the Fool on the Hill: oooh. never noticed that. always happy to be a binary place value
Dexter Fong: Clem: Anybody?
the Fool on the Hill: â�º
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| thedalaillanwydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Sirrevalent: Dim out the Sun, Manny
Dexter Fong: Gotcha Boss
Dexter Fong: dum de dum dum
Principalpoop: albino stains
Sirrevalent: Kill the Birds, Manny
Dexter Fong: ...all around my house
Bambi: hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Killing the Birds
Principalpoop: this makes me want to start watching general hospital or all my children again
Dexter Fong: Yes Bambi?
Principalpoop: those soaps are addictive
Bambi: waz'up?
Sirrevalent: Bang Bang
Bambi: looked like you were looking for Clem...
Dexter Fong: Poop: Wike and I watched GH for many years
Dexter Fong: Wife
ah,clem: me?
Principalpoop: i watched it for awhile
Dexter Fong: Bam: Just replied to something he said
Principalpoop: before the wedding and they started jumping sharks
Bambi: ah ok
Dexter Fong: Poop: Luke and Laura's wedding?
Principalpoop: i started before that
Sirrevalent: Mmmmmmm weddings
cease: this sounds like Fools in Space
Dexter Fong tears up
cease: i prefer weeding
Principalpoop: i forget her name, one girl was kidnapping babies and things, i came back years later, she was the matron everyone went to for advice hehe
Dexter Fong: Poop: We did too..about the time Demi Moore/Willis/Kutcher was on it
cease: no this must be when hayakawa was senator from california
ah,clem: still pink hotel, Cat
Dexter Fong: Poop: See there's always hope
cease: ah, ok clem
Dexter Fong: afkfr
cease: yes that was a collection, clem
Principalpoop: one had the french guy from hogans heroes on it, i always saw him as frenchie..
Sirrevalent: Let's see if we can get FST some gigs, eh?
ah,clem: (had not run it for some time)
Sirrevalent: and don't forget to support CNI Radio, without which, none of this would have been necessary...
cease: what can WE do, sir?
Sirrevalent: Have a great week, all :-)
||||||||| Sirrevalent is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:27 PM.
Dexter Fong: You betcha Sir
Principalpoop: yes sir
cease: we'll do our best, sir
ah,clem: he forgot to scream
Dexter Fong: YES SUH!!!!!
cease: defenstration aint what it used to be
Dexter Fong: I know this is on Pink Hotel, but I don't remember the intro being as long
Principalpoop: i blame barbed wired
Dexter Fong: Poop: I used to dance under that name, Barb Wired
Principalpoop: limbo down fong?
Dexter Fong: Lumbago Down
Principalpoop: I slipped my disco, dancing with you baby
Dexter Fong: Got me a nice used 84 Lumbago, Blue Highway adventureer
Dexter Fong: Got a running toilet in it
Principalpoop: when was the last love-in?
Dexter Fong: Couple of weeks ago...I think
cease: was there more than 1?
Dexter Fong: Let me aks my wife
Principalpoop: no no, not an ecstasy party
Dexter Fong gets a cold stare from his wike
the Fool on the Hill: not to be confused with Bob Wier
ah,clem: a friend had a motor home, and the holding tank fell off it, he indeed had a "running toilet"
Dexter Fong: wife
Principalpoop: sorry I got you in dutch with your wike kong
ah,clem: open the lid, and see the road flying by
Dexter Fong: that's wide dong
Principalpoop: ouch, if a pebble is thrown up there
Dexter Fong: er uh
cease: http://www.vancouverartinthesixties.com/archive/383
cease: i just saw this yesterday on a new website about vancouver in the 60s
cease: i see they were called Be Ins, not Love Ins
cease: like the first one in frisco
Bambi: pink hotel game ... so funny
Dexter Fong: Vancouver in the 60's, Frisco North
Dexter Fong: another name I danced under]
Principalpoop: human beings be ins lool good drugs that
Dexter Fong: at the time I was highly magnetized and could always find the north star
Dexter Fong: Thjat was the name of the club
Dexter Fong: A second rate mafia hangout but the poles were pretty good
Dexter Fong: greased them every other day
Dexter Fong: I workeed at night
Principalpoop: the senate is a first rate mafia hangout
Dexter Fong: so that weren't as slick as I like em
cease: those Warsaw Nights really knocked me out
the Fool on the Hill: sounds like Peter Wildman in there
Dexter Fong: But those senators, they were so slick they could foul a river
Dexter Fong: nad many have
Principalpoop: i turned on cspan2 today, and saw Senator Franken, taking his turn as president of the senate, wow
Dexter Fong: Poop: Who opened for him
Principalpoop: reality is stranger than fiction
the Fool on the Hill: so this is a drive in restaurant in hollywood. so this is a drive in restaurant in hollywood. so this is a drive in restaurant in hollywood. ...
Bambi: speaking of slick ... did you see the coverage on the oil slick that's the size of CT and RI put together? very sad....
cease: a step up from snl to be sure
Principalpoop: some republican senator, lots of new faces
ah,clem: "me, Al Frankin" (he was funnier on SNL)
Dexter Fong: Poop: Fiction is only reality poorely remembered
cease: well said, dex. by somebody
Principalpoop: is Davis running for office?
Dexter Fong: Bambi:" What oil slick and where, by thy Grace
Bambi: near Australia ... from an oil rig
cease: yes, deputy dan is chasing him, poop
Dexter Fong: Cat: Dat was me!!
the Fool on the Hill: all were there in my dreams
Principalpoop: that reef out in the pacific ahh ok, a new one
cease: arent you somebody?
Dexter Fong: anybody!!
Bambi: Daily Kos: Oil Rig Blowout Now as Big as Connecticut & Rhode Island!: http://digg.com/d313lQw?t
Dexter Fong: Cat: And here comes one of the FSTs most gooned out shows
ah,clem: very sad business
cease: this is such a clean copy of this show. i wish they had clean copies of the other mushroom shows
Principalpoop: daily kos banned me, f him and his horse
Bambi: and they are saying it will take SIX WEEKS to stop it and it's been going on since Aug 21st I think
Principalpoop: rat
Dexter Fong: Bambi: It could be worse, like as big as Texas & Alaska
cease: not surprising, dex. only a short time after bergman was working with spike miligan
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah and Austin loved them
Bambi: it could be by the time SIX WEEKS are up
ah,clem: well, this was mixed and pressed as a record, many of the others were just things folks recorded off the air
cease: folks? you mean more than just me?
Bambi: I can just see this happening off the coast of Virginia since Bush authorized drilling there!
Bambi: or in the Gulf
ah,clem: yes, a few others got some
Dexter Fong: Clem: There are rumors, mind ye, that Ossman hisself has clean tapes of everything they ever said out loud
cease: i wonder if anybody has Last Exit to Fresno
ah,clem: ask Dave
Principalpoop: no no, that was Nixon not ossman
the Fool on the Hill: mmm tawny port
cease: lol poop
ah,clem: sounds like a rumor to me
Dexter Fong: Clem: Dave Ossman or Dave and Katie?
cease: if true, they wouldnt have asked me for my tapes
ah,clem: Dave Ossman
Principalpoop: Dave? Daves not here man...
Bambi: Hey FOH
Dexter Fong: Nixon....Ossman....Ossman....Nixon....huh?....huh?
the Fool on the Hill: hi
Principalpoop: port folio
ah,clem: Nixon has missing tapes, not Dave
cease: First Julius Hoffman is on top, then Abbie Hoffman, then Julius, etc
cease: quoth Bergman
Dexter Fong: Cat: More Tails of Hoffman, eh?
cease: i think that was on an Hour Hour, maybe a Dear Friends, I forget
Principalpoop: the door is ajar, out of this jam
Dexter Fong: afk fu
Principalpoop: fu too fong
ah,clem: fu2
Bambi: *slam* oops the door just closed ;-)
Principalpoop: you may scoff
Bambi: are you really leaving princep? If so, be well and see you next time. If not, save it for later LOL :-)
the Fool on the Hill: foo2 -l
Principalpoop: huh? you may scoff, not me
Principalpoop: i miss the moon
ah,clem: what was the name of that moon man (Buggs Cartoons), that he is imitating?
Bambi: the full moon was beautiful this month
Bambi: Marvin
Principalpoop: almost the same guy on the flintsones?
ah,clem: right
Dexter Fong: Poop: afk fu = away from keyboard for usual
ah,clem: sounded just like Marvin
ah,clem: fu^2
Principalpoop: you are a fountain ah, clem
ah,clem: only once in a while
Principalpoop: professor hair is not here?
Bambi: I can remember Marvin's name and can't remember what I had for lunch ... wait, I didn't have lunch LOL
Dexter Fong: {F(U) * <2?
Dexter Fong: Marvin Hajmlischhh, marvin Gayeee?
Bambi: forgot to close your curly quotes ;-)
Principalpoop: eat tuna every day, then easy to remember, tuna tuna tuna
ah,clem: that explains it all Bambi
Bambi: Marvin the Martian
Dexter Fong: Bam: Just because my qoutes are curley
Bambi: lol princep
Bambi: yes, Clem lol
Dexter Fong: just because my pearl are toothy
Principalpoop: captain equinox
cease: just had tuna pie for dinner.
Principalpoop: tuna tuna tuna
Dexter Fong: I had a couple of Tilapia tortes
Principalpoop: cheap laughs
Dexter Fong: Cheap? What about the cover and the minimum
Principalpoop: are you for torte reform fong?
cease: had tilapia yesterday, with a fine pesto sauce
Dexter Fong: I prefer reforming tarts
cease: even if they dont want to be reformed
Dexter Fong: Spnky spanky
Principalpoop: i like pesto, with lots of catsup
Bambi: I prefer reverted (de-torted? Tilapia grilled
ah,clem: all that mercury will make you mad as a, oh, nevermind
Principalpoop: preverted tilapia?
Bambi: lol
cease: that must be their only simon and garfunkle ref
Principalpoop: no, they did another one
ah,clem: not the only, but one of about 3
cease: no, salmon yesterday, tilapia 2 day ago
Principalpoop: turning into a canadian bear cat
Dexter Fong: A Hamilton Tiger Cat
cease: we have bears near here. my dog chased one a few weeks ago.
Dexter Fong: Catch him?
cease: he went up a tree
Principalpoop: here also, never seen one yet
Dexter Fong: The dog?
Principalpoop: treed a bear, good for him, or her
cease: lol
Dexter Fong: Davey , Davey Crockett
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Principalpoop: king of the vancouver frontier
Dexter Fong: Him and his partner treed a bear when he was only three
cease: they're importing some bear chasing dogs from eastern europe
cease: to keep bears away from people in north van
Dexter Fong: Cat: What do they chase if they can't find a bear
cease: the problem is this is their country,not ours
ah,clem: bear hating?
Principalpoop: bring back the wolfs, ahhouuuuuu
Dexter Fong: And the Dingo dog...they stole my babies
cease: they all moved to london
Principalpoop: you make the hyneas laugh fong
Dexter Fong: And they make me more hyeena-ish
Dexter Fong: Suddenly my jaws can crack a thigh bone
Principalpoop: do you have henna? sure henna any color you want...
Dexter Fong: BYW, havent seen biteher thigh higher
Dexter Fong: lately
Principalpoop: i have not either i not have i
Dexter Fong: (different spelling)
Bambi: Thanks Clem! Great show as always!
cease: yes he hasnt been here in a while
Principalpoop: the moon is safe
Dexter Fong: like some/many
Bambi: lol yes, they are wonderful (The Firesign Theatre)!
Principalpoop: these are wonderful evenings, thanks to you
Dexter Fong: Doc and Lili for ahempllee
Principalpoop: firesign too
cease: doc called me a couple of weeks ago. sounded very busy
Principalpoop: what did he call you? cease or cat? hehe
Bambi: is Lily doing well?
Principalpoop: the voice of ah, clem
Dexter Fong: Cat: Did he say how Lili was?
cease: lili is looking for work
Principalpoop: super, she must be ok
cease: but she's been out of the market for awhile
Bambi: if you talk to Doc again please tell him that we were asking after them both and miss them
Principalpoop: toad away oops
Dexter Fong: And don't get toaded away
cease: great show as always, clem
Bambi: have a great night Dear Friends ... until next time ... again!
||||||||| ah,clem leaves at 11:08 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
cease: will do, bambi
||||||||| At 11:08 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bambi!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: enjoy the nice weather, if you are getting it
cease: yo too bambi
Principalpoop: oops, fast bus, i will jump too, ciaooo, have a super week
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 11:09 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
cease: off we fly
the Fool on the Hill: like bananas
||||||||| At 11:09 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, cease!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: Que pasa Gato?
Dexter Fong: Seems like dey all gon'
Dexter Fong: Night FOH
the Fool on the Hill: time to go adjust my sleepiness
||||||||| Catherwood says "11:11 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs the Fool on the Hill by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Merlyn: yep, bye all
||||||||| Around 11:15 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Caterino', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 3:22 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Caterino: I missed it again. Dammy, I say dammy, I guess I wil have to cuddle up next to Nancy or whatever her name is.http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=825951
||||||||| It's 3:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Caterino - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Muther Truckers Anonymous', just granted probation at 4:27 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
Muther Truckers Anonymous: Between 9:51 and 9:52 AM Central Daylight Time, on September eleventh 2009, the planet Pluto, at zero degrees 39 minutes of Capricorn, goes direct, returning to clockwise orbit after slowly drifting counterclockwise, retrograde, since April 4th of this year. Venus in Leo will just have past direct opposition to Jupiter in Aquarius by only 23 minutes of orbit, and will begin an opposition to Neptune in Aquarius with only 5 degrees 17 minutes until exact opposition with Neptune. At the time Pluto goes direct, Saturn and the Sun will be only 5 degrees away from a conjunction in Virgo, yet Saturn in Virgo will be less than 39 minutes from exact opposition to Uranus in Pisces, with the Sun in Virgo also about to go opposite Uranus in Pisces within 5 days. Therefore, essentially Venus is opposite a conjunction of Neptune and Jupiter, while Uranus is opposite a conjunction of Saturn and the Sun, while the Moon in Gemini enters a square angle to the Sun, Uranus and Saturn, for the day, as Mercury, retrograde in Libra for almost the next three weeks, enters a square to Pluto just going direct in Capricorn at the very beginning of Capricorn, near the Capricorn Sagittarius cusp. Pluto will continue in Capricorn, therefore, without going back into Sagittarius, at this time. The Moon in Gemini at a sixty degree angle to Venus in Leo, a sextile angle, will lend some temporary, thoughtful, perhaps even humorous, benefit to the scene to while Pluto is awakening its direct planetary ergonomics, applying orbit energy, in clockwise orbit once again. Uranus Jupiter and Neptune will go direct later this fall, autumn of 2009. However nobody rules passion and wealth and the transendent realms of life and death quite like little Pluto, the planetary originator of all humanity, and the ruler of Scorpio, the eigth sign of the zodiac. It will be nice to see Pluto back on a steady, direct, course once again, transiting Capricorn, and taking a good long look at the energy of the last fifteen thousand years, the age of Capricorn. Long live nostalgia for now, and the age of Aquarius, the future, just underway. The adventurous, yet often misunderstood, planet Pluto is about to energise the wave. Fire up the Pluto motors, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 4:28 AM, on the dot!"
Muther Truckers Anonymous: Fire up the Pluto motors, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood fires up the pluto motors.
||||||||| "4:29 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Muther Truckers Anonymous, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
||||||||| 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
Bambi
Caterino
cease
Dexter Fong
Elayne
Mahawtma D'chimknee 69 Smokin
Merlyn
Muther Truckers Anonymous
Principalpoop
Sirrevalent
SolidCoffee
the Fool on the Hill
thedalaillanwydd URL References:
http://digg.com/d313lQw?t
http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&gl=us&ie=UTF8&t=h&msa=0&msid=110414487822642519681.000471fcf7d3fc6e1cfe0&ll=33.900057,-117.861328&spn=0.79789,1.167297&z=9&source=embed
http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=825951
http://www.stevia.net
http://www.vancouverartinthesixties.com/archive/383

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"