Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
11/12/2009

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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 November 12, 2009 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:13 AM and late as usual, it's Firebroiled, just back from Pennsylvania."
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:

Gentlemen, gentlemen!
Please, gentlemen!
To make Life hold --
it’s as easy as a Bridge!
Now, now, gentlemen!

Gentlemen, now that we have attained Control
we must pull together as One!
Like a Twin!
Keeping the Prophesy of Power as Enthusiasm!

All for one!
All for one!
And all for one! And all for one!

Let me hear it for me!

You’re under arrest!

[Metal door clangs shut.]
||||||||| At 8:14 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Firebroiled!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:56 PM and ah,clem steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| At 8:57 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, ah,clem!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Bambi close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the Aviary.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 12, 2009 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
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||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'ChipOffTheOldTween', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:01 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Bambi: ...
ChipOffTheOldTween: Ah, it's such a Perfect Day...
Bambi: hello dr=ear friend :-)
Bambi: hmmm
ChipOffTheOldTween: Dreary friend?
Bambi: hello dear friend
ChipOffTheOldTween: Ah, much better
||||||||| 9:02 PM: cease jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Bambi: one hand....have Omellette in other hand lol
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hello, Freind Canuk
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol
Bambi: hello dear friend
ChipOffTheOldTween: Friend
cease: dreary enough here
ChipOffTheOldTween: Can't until he learns to type
Bambi: nor'easter underway here
ChipOffTheOldTween: Can't wait
ChipOffTheOldTween: A Nor'easter from the Gulf?
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'ah,clem', just granted probation at 9:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bambi: put Omelette on the keyboard and he RAN back to my hand
ChipOffTheOldTween: Ah, clem
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol
ah,clem: clod keyboard
ah,clem: cold
Bambi: lol
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies llanwydd inside, makes a note of the time (9:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: good evening folks
llanwydd: what's the topic?
Bambi: hello dear friend
cease: hi llan
ah,clem: good evening
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hail and Well Met Welshman
ah,clem: anythange you want to, LL
llanwydd: that's a good deal
ChipOffTheOldTween: I had a friend in college who spoke a little Welsh. Has absolutely _nothing_ to do with what we recognise as English
llanwydd: very few welsh speak welsh
llanwydd: anymore
ah,clem: welsh rabbit?
llanwydd: is that a welsh word?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Not even the Prince of wales?
Bambi: http://www.menai.ac.uk/clicclic/ The course is intended for: * Complete beginners who would like an introductory taste of the language before joining a class.
ah,clem: no, a dish one might have for dinner
ChipOffTheOldTween: Funny bit in the movie "Local Hero"
llanwydd: not the present prince, one of the old wales
cease: i thought welsh was making a comeback
ChipOffTheOldTween: Ah, OK
llanwydd: that's a groucho line by the way
||||||||| Merlyn steps in at 9:12 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Merlyn: I know a whale when I see one
llanwydd: thanks for the link Bambi
llanwydd: Hey Merlyn
Bambi: Clic Clic Cymraeg ... my first three words in Welsh
Bambi: you're welcome llan
ChipOffTheOldTween: A grateful white?
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol Bambi
cease: hey merl, i see the firesigns are coming to washington state in jan
Merlyn: everyone wants the white whale, nobody wants a white elephant
ChipOffTheOldTween: kewl :)
Merlyn: where cat?
cease: whidbey island art centre
llanwydd: whales are bigger
Bambi: well, if you saw the last 'white elephant' I saw ... you'd understand that lol
cease: i got the news from chromium switch today
Bambi: now Omellette is sleeping .... dreaming & making cricket noises
llanwydd: isn't whidbey island where all the Gen. Y2K types live?
cease: ultra convenient for ossman and not bad for austin
ChipOffTheOldTween: There surely are times I wish I lived on the Left Coast
Bambi: Omelette
ChipOffTheOldTween: Missing out on so much good FST
ChipOffTheOldTween: I've only seen them live once, in 1973 at GW University in DC
Bambi: JL got to name the chick ... I get to choose the spelling ;-)
||||||||| 9:17 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Merlyn: oh, I see the email on it cat
Bambi: hi E!
cease: hi el
ChipOffTheOldTween: But since I can't get Austin to move the city ;)
llanwydd: Hi Elayne
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hey E
Bambi: I never got to see them live
ah,clem: the 2 t spelling is perfect for that little one
ChipOffTheOldTween: I'm re-reading "This Perfect Day" (Ira Levin 1968. Hence the 'Chip Off The Old Tween'
Bambi :-)
Merlyn: I thought bergman is moving up around there too
ChipOffTheOldTween: We're not far from having to touch our bracelets to UNI's scanners :(
cease: this is soon. jan 8-9
cease: they seem on a role since monterey
llanwydd: never heard of it, tween. is it a play or a novel?
Merlyn: true cat
ChipOffTheOldTween: Classic, LL
cease: didnt ira levin write rosemary
cease: baby?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Up there on the shelf with 1984 and Brave New World
ChipOffTheOldTween: Yep, also wrote Rosemary's Baby
cease: thats a small shelf, tween
cease: hey el, what's weather like in nyc in october?
Bambi: just read/listened to "Roses Are Red" (unabridged) by James Patterson
ChipOffTheOldTween: http://www.amazon.com/This-Perfect-Day-Ira-Levin/dp/0394448588
cease: i remember seeing your posts of lots of fall leaves, i think that was october
ChipOffTheOldTween: Yes, it is, cease
ah,clem: a very strange story that one, Bambi
Bambi: its a serial killer book
ChipOffTheOldTween: But I do rate it that high
Bambi: yes
ChipOffTheOldTween: And be sure to buy from Bambi's Amazon Associate store if you like it :) Anything you buy there is the same price as Amazon, but she gets a small cut.
Elayne: Cat, it's getting colder, but pretty seasonable.
cease: like around here then
ChipOffTheOldTween: Let's hope for a mild Winter
Bambi :-) thanks Tween ... every little bit adds up over time
ChipOffTheOldTween: Chicken feed :)
cease: i dont know if you remember meeting my friend Stephen Huddart when you came out here, el. he lives in montreal now
Bambi: lol
Bambi: yep
Merlyn: OK cat, just announced it
ChipOffTheOldTween: As much as I dislike the cold, I'd really like to visit Montreal again
Bambi: speaking of chicks ... Omelette is asleep now
cease: he invited me to come and visit him there and Fumiyo suggested i combine nyc trip with trane trip up to motreal next oct. leave should be prettty in upstate ny
cease: its odd i'm telling you about this, merl
llanwydd: I've been there in february. I don't know how they do it
llanwydd: I mean montreal
ChipOffTheOldTween: Just to have people stare at me incredulously when I try to speak French
cease: feb is hideous just about anywhere outside of LA
llanwydd: lol
ChipOffTheOldTween: Again, one of the very good reasons I live in Austin
cease: yeah, montreal will be colder than nyc. but i was in montreal at the end of sept 3 years ago and it was quite pleasent
Bambi: texas and florida too
Elayne: Yeah, October in upstate NY sounds great, Cat. Maybe Robin and I can drive up for a day or two and meet up with you.
ChipOffTheOldTween: If you can stand 100+ summers, you'll love the winters
Elayne: Or we might take a train, that tends to be my preference if it's too long a drive.
cease: i'll get a roundtrip to nyc and then take train up to montreal and back. fumiyo's done it, says it's quite pleasent. of course that was in the ealry 70s, dont know about now
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Principalpoop in through the front door at 9:28 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
ChipOffTheOldTween: We need to revitalize the US train system, for sure
cease: hi poop
Bambi: hi princep
ChipOffTheOldTween: There's a train that runs all the way from San Antonio to Chicago, but there aren't many like that left
Principalpoop: bon evening
ChipOffTheOldTween: Evenin' P
ah,clem: hello Mr. Principal
Principalpoop: what are they talking about?
Merlyn: it's the pooper
llanwydd: Hey Princ
Principalpoop: every party needs a pooper
ChipOffTheOldTween: THEY are talking about THEM
llanwydd: they are talking about railways
Elayne: Hey Prinpoop!
Principalpoop: no trains, i want the personal helicopters like jetsons or such
llanwydd: at one time I believe I understoon the economic reasons why we don't have bullet trains in america but I dont remember
Bambi: lol
Merlyn: I think the NRA didn't want the competition
llanwydd: lol
ah,clem: people have cars, LL
llanwydd: oh, yes
cease: i just googled it and found it's an 11 hour train trip and cheaper than the bus
Bambi: same reason we don't have many things that would otherwise make sense lol
ChipOffTheOldTween: Scale of distance, LL
cease: i have a car, but use it as rarely as possible, though that goes up alot in the winter
llanwydd: they invited over a bunch of immigrants
ChipOffTheOldTween: I'd love to see high-speed rail in TX, but this isn't Japan or France
Principalpoop: we fly or drive
Merlyn: cat, rail to seattle you mean?
ChipOffTheOldTween: You're talking about hundreds of miles between major cities
Bambi: corp. buttheads want too much for them and then msteriously wonder why it doesn't take off...
cease: no, nyc to montreal, merl
Merlyn: ah
cease: no trains to whidbey island
Elayne: I love traveling by train, especially in the autumn.
ChipOffTheOldTween: NYC to Montreal in 5 minutes?
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol
ChipOffTheOldTween: That could happen
Principalpoop: we are spending our money on wars, ont treans and stuff, get real
ChipOffTheOldTween: 300 mph trains would make sense on the coasts
cease: i'd have to drive to whidbey to attend the firesign show
llanwydd: that could happen on the space shuttle but its a little expensive
Merlyn: I could take a train to seattle in 37 hours
ChipOffTheOldTween: A bit easier to maintrain that sort of critical track infrastructure
Bambi: if the would keep them maintained properly
cease: and whidbey isnt like downtown seattle where accomodations are ubiquitous within walking distance of whrever they play
Merlyn: sleep on the ferry when nobody's looking
Bambi: and how much money Merl?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Don't think that can't happen, LL - http://www.virgingalactic.com/
cease: you could, merl, but you woulndt
Principalpoop: lots of canadians, snow birds, ride with therr cars on trains down to miami for the winter.. that is cool
Merlyn: it would be $150 one way
llanwydd: well, I'm not saying it couldn't happen but how much would you spend to save a couple hours travel time?
Merlyn: about the same as the cheapest plane fare
cease: the wild men of indica? nah, probably sativa
Bambi: that's not from east coast right?
ChipOffTheOldTween: I really would rather not fly on a commercial plane these days - http://www.lewrockwell.com/akers/akers112.html
ChipOffTheOldTween: Sativa?
llanwydd: yeah, sativa, the indian god
Elayne: I'm glad I can't afford air travel at the moment...
cease: fumiyo's getting on a commercial plane in a few days. private jets arent an option
Principalpoop: we will have electric cars soon, gas was 5+ per gallon, it will be that again
ChipOffTheOldTween: >> lots of canadians, snow birds, ride with therr cars on trains down to miami for the winter.. that is cool << - yeah, lots of people in RVs spend the winter in TX
cease: very intreewsting programme on pbs recently called the botany of desire, michael pollan's book about the history of apples, potatoes, tulips and cannabis
ChipOffTheOldTween: Shiva?
Principalpoop: Living in RVs and traveling around, sounds like a good idea for a movie
ChipOffTheOldTween: The batteries will get better, but I still want an old VW
Principalpoop: that sounds cool cat
llanwydd: I watched some of that, Cat. I thought it was a strange film
cease: mentioned that growers began crossing sativa with indica in the 70s to create plants small enough to grow indoors
Principalpoop: i don't trust an engine with no water in the radiator
ChipOffTheOldTween: Porche's Nazi flat-4 is so basic it's scary. No computers, just get you from here to there
llanwydd: maybe I didn't understand
llanwydd: it
cease: i thought the apple segment was the most interesting. i didnt know most alchohol consumed in the us was apple cidre until the 20th century.
ChipOffTheOldTween: The Indians had bonzai plants?
Principalpoop: applejack
ChipOffTheOldTween: LOL P
cease: peopole didnt eat apples, they drank them. the trees that johnny appleseed planted were for booze, not food
Principalpoop: hehe
ah,clem: get the movie deal and the funding, and I will drive the rv, and Bambi report on her blog, lol
ChipOffTheOldTween me sings "Down By The Old Mill Stream"
cease: hard cidre has become such a boutique beverage, even here in bc where we have lots of apples
ChipOffTheOldTween: There are burglers in the basement!
llanwydd: that's strange because you hear about people drinking themselves to death in the 19th century but never from cider
cease: i thought the yanks were into whiskey from an early era.
ChipOffTheOldTween: There you are, JL :-)
llanwydd: that might sound facetious but think about it. you never hear about cider before the 20th century
ChipOffTheOldTween: RVs with sattelite dishes
ChipOffTheOldTween: I'm in
llanwydd: I was kind of fascinated to hear that apples came from afghanistan though
Principalpoop: dandilion wine, they made it out of anything
llanwydd: originally
Principalpoop: liat, al queda supporter
ChipOffTheOldTween: They only look like apples, LL
ah,clem: Johnny was from afghanistan?
llanwydd: or somewhere in that region if I remember
ChipOffTheOldTween: They're actually, anti-personnel mines
llanwydd: that's what this documentary said anyway
Elayne has to go look for a Silly Site to blog about now...
Elayne: Next week, all.
cease: good luck, el
llanwydd: Nite Elayne
Principalpoop: pomme bebe ciao
Merlyn: nite
Merlyn: e
ChipOffTheOldTween: Later, E
ChipOffTheOldTween: Be well and happy :)
ah,clem: nite E, you should not have far to look
||||||||| Elayne leaves at 9:48 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..."
Merlyn: hey I have one
Principalpoop: the apple came from eden llan, don't you know that story? geesh
Merlyn: oops
llanwydd: no, there are silly sites aren't there
ChipOffTheOldTween owns a very slithery Macintosh
ChipOffTheOldTween: Does not spreak with forked tongue, however
Principalpoop: i remember reading about the tulip fad
ChipOffTheOldTween: Anythynge is under-appreciated, imho
ChipOffTheOldTween: They have two lips?
llanwydd: that was the part I didn't watch. the part about the tulips
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol
llanwydd: didn't watch much about the potatoes either
Principalpoop: what have you got against tulips llan?
ChipOffTheOldTween sings Tip-Toe, Through the Thoo Lips....
Principalpoop: what did a tulip ever do to you?
ChipOffTheOldTween: I grew too much
ChipOffTheOldTween: It
llanwydd: one snubbed me once and I've been in a snit ever since
Principalpoop: ahh, got a tulip in craw, understandable
ChipOffTheOldTween: A 38 snub knows?
cease: better two lips than two noses
Principalpoop: my friend, what happened to your nose? noses?
ChipOffTheOldTween: A tulip in the craw is worth thoo in the Bush
llanwydd: we nose
ChipOffTheOldTween: Oh, my knows!
Principalpoop: a crocus caught in the craw is critical
llanwydd: groping for the door...
ah,clem: thought that was potatoes, turnips and canabis
llanwydd: I won't try saying that three times fast, princ
Principalpoop: oops
cease: and apples, clem. my intoxicant of choice
Principalpoop: nevermind
ah,clem: ah, rotten fruit
Principalpoop: i don't know anything about turnips
cease: they taste like parsnips
Principalpoop: radish with an attitude maybe
Principalpoop: i know less about parsnips
llanwydd: I like parsnips but I don't like turnips. go figure
ah,clem: beet it
Principalpoop: i do like gingersnaps
Principalpoop: i don't like beets
cease: root vegies. great roasted. tastes like autumn
Principalpoop: carrots are ok
ah,clem: roast carrots in real butter, yum
ChipOffTheOldTween: "Some vegetables are more equal than others..."
cease: beets are the basis for borscht. without borscht russia would have no food traditions
Principalpoop: even raw, a good test for my teeth, take out the loose ones
llanwydd: Vegetable Farm
Principalpoop: vodka
ChipOffTheOldTween: yeah, lol
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Dexter Fong', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:58 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
ChipOffTheOldTween: vodka you vant?
llanwydd: Hey Dex
ah,clem: hey Dex
cease: hey dex
Principalpoop: speaking of vegetables, here is fong
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hey Dex
llanwydd: yeah, the russians eat a lot of boiled things
Dexter Fong: HHHody ddddoo
cease: most of my ancestors are russians and ukranians.
ChipOffTheOldTween: Ist he a rutabeggah?
Principalpoop: tell us all you know about turnips and parsnips fong
Dexter Fong: Hi clem, Cat, Tween, llan, poop, Merlyn and the old gray bambi
Dexter Fong: Poop: Root vegatable
ChipOffTheOldTween has been boiled in the Teapot Dome
Dexter Fong: Eat em in the winter
Principalpoop: everybody knows that
ChipOffTheOldTween: Wipe 'em off, eat 'em again...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Dexter Fong: Poop: You didn't ask me for anything new
Principalpoop: yum
llanwydd: eating a root vegetable involves taking a life and that must never be done
Dexter Fong: yam
Principalpoop: don't get smart with me young man, now, spill your guts about turnips
llanwydd: actually there is a religious sect that observes that principal
llanwydd: I'm not making fun of them
Principalpoop: they are watching me? preverts hehe
Dexter Fong consults his LaRousse guide to Cuisine
cease: i yam what i yam
cease: llan, if that were true, they'd die off very quickly
cease: i admire the Jains, but they only abstain from animals, not vegetables
llanwydd: you think I'm making that up?
Dexter Fong: Are you?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Thanks for playing Anythynge, clem
Principalpoop: ahh the screams when they harvest asparagas, it is horrible
cease: if you dont eat something that was alive, you'd die quite soon
cease: call any vegetable, call it by name
ChipOffTheOldTween: _was_ alive?
llanwydd: no, no, cat. you don't uproot a tomato
Principalpoop: so we should eat only living things? goldfish and stuff like that?
Merlyn: remember the plural of asparagus is a spare agassi
Dexter Fong: But you eat the fruit that contains the seeds thereby killing future offspring
cease: try eating rocks poop. see how long you live
Principalpoop: of radio clem
Merlyn: bread was invented to make eating seeds tastier
llanwydd: I'm not making my point very clearly
Merlyn: there's no such thing as rock poop
Principalpoop: my crop is full with rocks already, and my 2nd stomach
Dexter Fong: True true
Principalpoop: no, bread was invented to make sandwiches, yum
Merlyn: so eating an acorn is like eating an oak tree
Dexter Fong: Tes Merlyn, fortunately the gastric juices prevent it from growing
Principalpoop: i am not that hungry M
Merlyn: trees sometimes get their revenge, though: http://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/2210
Principalpoop: clem said hello to you llan
Dexter Fong: Clem says hello to llanwydd
cease: According to Catching Fire, new book by ape expert Rihcard Wrangham, eating meat actually made us human
llanwydd: well, hello to you too, Clem
cease: see Oct 22 issue of NY Review of Books
Merlyn: but the guy who says it was cooked roots is at odds with his theory
Principalpoop: speaking of eating seeds, pomegranets hehe
Dexter Fong: Open sesame
Principalpoop: sure, we have omnivore teeth, for tearing and grinding and shearing
llanwydd: you ever feel sorry for the farmworkers who had to pick sesame seeds?
cease: see colbert on sesame street's 40th aniversary?
llanwydd: or lentils?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Bet Colbert had fun with that
llanwydd: I know they grow in pods but still
Principalpoop: i watch him and stewart the next day on the net
cease: actually, Cooked meat, poop
Principalpoop: ahh pastrami, ok
cease: yes poop i often do that too. dont stay up that late very often
Merlyn: tartar was invented by the tartars
ah,clem:
Merlyn: taters was invented by the tatars
Dexter Fong: Thoose tartars were a saucy lot
Principalpoop: could not be invented until someone created mayonaise, tartar sauce
cease: and potatoes were invented by the pot eaters
Merlyn: and that's why your teeth has tartar sauce
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol
ChipOffTheOldTween: I _knew_ there was a reason for potato chips!
cease: hey merl, i was chatting with dave romm yesterday on facebook
Principalpoop: i am staying tuned
cease: he said he didnt have a copy of red shift. i'll have to do something about that
Merlyn: I just logged in cat
Principalpoop: hehe he logged into the cat hehe
Merlyn: john weber and phile fountain on
cease: isnt john webber a chatter under anothter name?
cease: bubba's brain maybe?
Principalpoop: do they have brothers max and pete?
Merlyn: bubba's brain usually
ChipOffTheOldTween: I have no idea, cease
cease: yeah it is hard to know chatter's real names
ChipOffTheOldTween: Really sorry Lodestone went down
cease: i remember how confused phil and oona were meeting us in seattle in 99, tiny dr. tim et al
ChipOffTheOldTween: www.kurtericson.com - if you dare ;)
cease: yes lodestone was very good to me
||||||||| "10:16 PM? 10:16 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bubba's Brain should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bubba's Brain enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Bubba's Brain: Hey all
cease: and speaking of bubba
Dexter Fong: Hey Bubba just talking about you
Principalpoop: hubba bubba
llanwydd: Hey BB
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hey Bubba
Merlyn: he's in two places at once
cease: you definte synchronicity sometimes, bub
Bubba's Brain: And not anywhere at all.
Principalpoop: got married and you can't hang around with your troublemaking old gang, eh???
Bubba's Brain: SYncronicity, prompted by Merlyn.
cease: you got married, bub?
Dexter Fong: and quit the gang?
Bubba's Brain: Got married 4 years ago
Principalpoop: that is 3 places at the same time then
Bubba's Brain: Been kinda busy this year though...
cease: al capone will really be pissed. Nobody quits the gang!
cease: 30 years less than me, bub
Principalpoop: sure, we are a bad influence fong, disrespectful of all that is fine and good hehe
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hale, Hale, Barbara's alll here...
Bubba's Brain: Bought a house.... wife had kidney stones.... changed jobs.... etc.
cease: better hemlock stones than kidney stones
llanwydd: any day
ah,clem: changing jobs cures kidney stones?
Dexter Fong: or gives you kidney stones
Bubba's Brain: Laidies and Gentlemen: The Stones.
Bubba's Brain: After 3 outpatient procedures, we finally got rid of her last "pet rock" today.
llanwydd: no, drinking Perrier gives you kidney stones
llanwydd: can they sue me for saying that publicly?
Principalpoop: fantastic
Principalpoop: sure llan, smack down laws
llanwydd: that bad?
ChipOffTheOldTween: No, LL, but they can call you a boy named sue
Bubba's Brain: I haven't been ignoring you, I've just gotten boring.... or put another way, usually asleep or brain dead by chat time.
Bubba's Brain: So, what horrible things have you been saying about me?
cease: good news about the rock, bub
llanwydd: check the log bub
Principalpoop: never a problem bubba, only come when you can perform up to standards hehe
ChipOffTheOldTween: So how's tricks in Hoosierland these days?
Bubba's Brain: Yes, very good news.
Bubba's Brain: I will.
Principalpoop: is it really 4 years already???
Principalpoop: lordy lordy
Bubba's Brain: Hoosierland is keeping me busy. Working for IU for one department, while throwing in frequent OT with another department.
ChipOffTheOldTween: lawdy, P, lawdy
Bubba's Brain: Going on 4, PP.
ChipOffTheOldTween: sprell correct!
Principalpoop: IU IU, insideout underwear?
Bubba's Brain: HoosierLand University.
Principalpoop: congrats, to Mrs BB
Merlyn: you work in the hoosiery dept?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Now, be nice lol
Bubba's Brain: Just stocking up, Merlyn.
Principalpoop: truman was a hooserist
ChipOffTheOldTween: IU has a really great music school. Like Julliard
cease: isnt that kinsey's old u?
llanwydd: capote?
Merlyn: going to hang around the fireplace next month, eh?
Principalpoop: harry, habberdabberist
Bubba's Brain: Yes, now home of the Kinsey Institute.
ChipOffTheOldTween: Well cease, what they do with the musical instruments may not be kosher... ;)
Principalpoop: Kinsey, why do I know that name? hehe
cease: the best literary put down i ever heard, even if completely wrong, was what capote said about on the road: that's not writing, that's typing.
cease: no one will ever say that about me
Principalpoop: i will call you translucid cease
Dexter Fong: That's not typing, that's mumbledee peg
llanwydd: yeah, I don't think Jack had his typewriter with him
cease: and i'm not even on a train
cease: at present
Bubba's Brain: That's not typeing, that's classifying....
Principalpoop: sorry, that is classified
Dexter Fong: sort that one out
cease: llan are you in upstate ny?
Bubba's Brain: Not my type.
cease: i think otto yamamoto is
llanwydd: yes I am, cat
Principalpoop: check your font
Bubba's Brain: check your font at the door....
llanwydd: nino still has me 100 miles south though
Dexter Fong: I shot the serif, but I did not kill the ampersand
Principalpoop: asterisk
Bubba's Brain: Ever the Comic, Sans.
Dexter Fong: Elitist
Principalpoop: GreeK hehe
cease: when are leaves at their most colourful, usually, llan?
Merlyn: exploding whale alert on CNN
Dexter Fong: ItraliC he he
cease: oct very scenic here
Principalpoop: TImes EternaL
llanwydd: around early october, cat
cease: speaking of whales, did anyone see recent southpark episode about them?
Dexter Fong: Pox Romana
cease: grossest southpark i've ever seen, and that's saying a lot
ChipOffTheOldTween: Pluto, the ancient Geek philospoher
llanwydd: it's "past peak" now
ChipOffTheOldTween: A pox on your romanoff lol
cease: i'm contemplating a trane trip from nyc to montreal next oct. should be pretty
Principalpoop: they went too far, if they disgusted cat
Dexter Fong: Cat: You pretty safe for mid-late October, particularly in the north east
ChipOffTheOldTween: Just make sure you don't fall over Niagra
Principalpoop: slowly I turned
cease: i dont want to shlep too much heavy clothing for cold weather. makes travel much less convenient
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: step by step
Bubba's Brain: Niagra -- I keep getting spam for that.
Dexter Fong: 5 6 7 8
Principalpoop: cha cha cha
ChipOffTheOldTween: Slow Lee?
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hiatt, maybe ;-)
Principalpoop: nobody doesn't like sara lee
llanwydd: yeah, herbal niagra and See Alice or whatever she's called
Dexter Fong: I saw Alice when it was ten feet tall
ChipOffTheOldTween listens to Jon Anderson sing cha cha on the Relayer album
Bubba's Brain: Slow Lee? Isn't that Bruce's less tallented son?
Principalpoop: you can get anything you want at her restaurant
Dexter Fong: Not anymnore
cease: "dylan's learned to sing" maybe the funniest thing the firesign ever said
Bubba's Brain: The other one was called Fast Lee...
ChipOffTheOldTween: Charles Fat!
Principalpoop: not insane
llanwydd: I thought the background voice was even funnier
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol - Wat?? (Marx Bros)
cease: eobe is a very funny album
ChipOffTheOldTween: quack quack, you're in Duck Soup here
Dexter Fong: Welcome to Duck Soup
Dexter Fong: I'm Coco Knut and I'll be dancing later
Principalpoop: wton tongue
llanwydd: Oh, Your Excellency/You're not so bad yourself
Bubba's Brain: Duck, Duck, Duck, Duck, Duck, Duck. Soup!
Dexter Fong: How many ducks died to make your suit er uh soup
Principalpoop: goose
Dexter Fong: soap!
Dexter Fong: Duck Soap. there's a whole bar of dead cat and dead duck in every bar
Dexter Fong: And they're getting thirsty
cease: i had an astonishing bowl of duck soup at a chinese noodle shop last year, made with oranges! mmm
Bubba's Brain: Mmmmmmm.
Principalpoop: and curry?
ChipOffTheOldTween: In Day At The Races, a character says "What??" Except it sounds like a quack
Dexter Fong: You rikee duck a ra orlange?
ChipOffTheOldTween: I believe they did that several times with "What??"
cease: i like most fruit
Dexter Fong: Did "what" with What?
ChipOffTheOldTween: There were some really creative people in the mid-30's
ChipOffTheOldTween: Not red duck, for sure
Dexter Fong: By the '40s they were either butnt out or commies
ChipOffTheOldTween: "Fungus?" "Not much..."
llanwydd: well, you had to be good to make it in hollywood back then
ChipOffTheOldTween: "Love Happy" is wonderfully terrible
llanwydd: not so much nowadays
cease: i thikn there have always been really creative people. not all of them had ways to express thier creativity though
Dexter Fong: llan: YOu had to be big on broadway to make it back then
ChipOffTheOldTween: Groucho was obviously drunk
Principalpoop: yes llan, the good old days, everything has gone to hell
ChipOffTheOldTween: Day At The Races is still classic
Principalpoop: they knew how to really laugh and be funny in the old days
llanwydd: well, what they did right was take their vaudeville act to broadway which was unheard of in those days
cease: if groucho was indeed drunk, what lincoln said about drunk grant would apply: send a case of whiskey to all the other genereal.s in groucho's case, comedians
Dexter Fong: and how to be sad and cry
ChipOffTheOldTween: Kitty Carlisle could actually sing, not just do "What's My Line" (Night at the Opera)
cease: and benet cerf also had other skills, apparently
ChipOffTheOldTween: If it take a Great Depression to make comedy like Marx Bros and WC, then let it come
ChipOffTheOldTween: takes
Dexter Fong: comes
cease: maybe not, tween
ChipOffTheOldTween: Let's hope
Principalpoop: 3 million + foreclosures, how many before it is an actual depression?
Merlyn: hey, see ya next week, maybe I can make the whidbey shows...
Principalpoop: good luck, thanks M
Dexter Fong: If we gonna get a depression, make mine tropical
llanwydd: Nite Merl
ChipOffTheOldTween: As long as it isn't your home
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 10:46 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Night MERLYN AND GRACIA
cease: "amerindian nonsense" i remember hearing that for the first time and being startle
Bubba's Brain: Nite M.
Principalpoop: i was to say, bubba's brain has big balls
cease: a long way from Temporarily Humbold County and A Shadow Moves UPon the Land
cease: by merl
Bubba's Brain: You'd better explain yourself, PP.
Principalpoop: changing jobs and buying a house in this economy, big brass balls
Principalpoop: good on you bubba,
Dexter Fong: and all the while with a stones wife
Principalpoop: I meant nothing bad...
Dexter Fong: stooned
Dexter Fong: stoned
Bubba's Brain: Thanks... not sure it was balls, but thanks anyway.
Principalpoop: he stole hemlocks wife?
Dexter Fong: To Hemlock, she was always the "woman"
Principalpoop: ken and doc and E and others, very busy also
ChipOffTheOldTween: Hmmm, the 'otter' woman...
cease: yes kend has vanished from chat.
llanwydd: I think those were the first words I ever read by doyle, dex
Bubba's Brain: Well, the Brain's brain is fading -- I'll see you all later. I'll try not to be such a stranger.
Dexter Fong: Tween: I heard she married a navy seal
cease: all the best, bub
ChipOffTheOldTween: lol
llanwydd: since then I've probably read all the rest
Principalpoop: best of luck, see you soon bubba, hubba hubba
ChipOffTheOldTween: Didn't know that Live In London wasn't original
llanwydd: Nite Bub
Bubba's Brain: TTFN.
Dexter Fong: Be well Bubba, and good to see you again
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:51 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bubba's Brain by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
ChipOffTheOldTween: Be well and happy, Hoosierman
Principalpoop: the case of the red headed hound of the baskervilles carbuncle
Dexter Fong: Hoosierman? Bobby Knight
ah,clem: Live In London was a compilation of other works, performed live
ChipOffTheOldTween: Mmmm MC Hammer and cycles
ChipOffTheOldTween: Can't thoo this...
cease: is this the box of danger or the brit show?
Principalpoop: television verite
cease: or stil wierdly cool? so many possibilities
Dexter Fong: According to Clem, it's Wierdly Cool
ah,clem: from wierdly cool, Cat
llanwydd: no, it was the Adventure of the Scandal of the Greek Interpreter in Bohemia
Principalpoop: where is bohemia?
Dexter Fong: Bohemia is a state of mind
Principalpoop: I thought it was next to Bulemia
Dexter Fong: On the shores of Lake Borat?
Dexter Fong: Part of the Old Narnia Confederation
Principalpoop: off the coast of bruno
ChipOffTheOldTween: Bushhhhhhhhhhhh lol
ChipOffTheOldTween: Thranks, clem :)
Dexter Fong: This "train bit" is brilliant
Principalpoop: i never heard that, I did not know they were in dc when reagan was shot, conspiracy theory alert
ah,clem: have a great week, all
cease: as it was in the late 60s, dex
Principalpoop: it is fantastic
cease: all the best, clem
ChipOffTheOldTween: Gave a great week all, and don't forget to support your local sheriff, er radio station ;) at www.cniradio.com
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 10:58 PM train to Mesa.
llanwydd: you too, Clem
Principalpoop: thanks, that was cool, have a super week
Principalpoop: oops fast
||||||||| Around 10:58 PM, ChipOffTheOldTween walks off into the sunset...
llanwydd: Nite Tween
Dexter Fong: Thank you clem, and tell Bambi to get the gray out
Principalpoop: night tween
Dexter Fong: afkrf
cease: by tween
Principalpoop: toad away
cease: better than being frog marched away
Principalpoop: use talcum powder
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: well, I got some stuff to do. see you all next week
Principalpoop: good luck llan
cease: off we fly
||||||||| cease leaves to catch the 11:02 PM train to Vancouver.
Dexter Fong: Ni9ght Tween
Principalpoop: hey waiter, do you have frog legs? no, I just walk this way, well try talcum powder
Principalpoop: cease gone too
Dexter Fong: I leave the chat for a minute and they all leave
Dexter Fong: Was it something I didn't say?
Principalpoop: willi I wait for fong or not? damn he came back fast
Principalpoop: no time for a dilemma
Dexter Fong: Night llan
Principalpoop: llan and cease move to a private chat hehe
Dexter Fong: Night Cat
Principalpoop: healh reform made it out of the house, that is a big step
Principalpoop: after 60 years or so
Principalpoop: have to wait and see
Principalpoop: don't do that
Principalpoop: stop that lol
Principalpoop: get out of private you
Dexter Fong: Inadvertent Poop
Principalpoop: going to a chapel and going to get married
Principalpoop: oops have to check the state first
Dexter Fong: Possible yes,
Principalpoop: i thought bloomberg was against a nobody and he almost lost
Principalpoop: what is going on up there fong?
Dexter Fong: A lot of people really resented that he supported "term limits" and then just ignored them
Principalpoop: ahh ok
Dexter Fong: and he's seen by many as primarily interested in the rich and powerful and is totaly out of touch with how the rest of us live
Principalpoop: the same with my congressman, but he carrys water for the republicans and my county is almost deep red
Dexter Fong: Speaking of your county, you getting any impact from the tremendous storm coming up the coast
Principalpoop: until kennedy the top rate was near 80% since the 1930s
Principalpoop: rain
Principalpoop: not bad rain, but it has been clear except for that
Dexter Fong: That's good
||||||||| 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 the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: that is one reason I moved from florida, andrew
Dexter Fong: The cold? How common!
Principalpoop: llan was never extravagant, he would approve
Dexter Fong: You're probably pretty safe from hurricanes now
Principalpoop: they keep coming towards me
Principalpoop: but I have enough between me and them lol
Principalpoop: land
Dexter Fong: Can't go too far inland, you'll get tornadoed
Dexter Fong: or Blizzarded
Principalpoop: yes, and then hit earthquakes on the west coast
Principalpoop: snow storms in the north
Dexter Fong: Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Principalpoop: if america ever sits down, roanoke will be in the dark
Dexter Fong: Sit Down America!!!
Dexter Fong: Gotta park the car, see you next week Poop
Dexter Fong: America!!I'm getting up!
Principalpoop: i worked at a oyster shed in appalachacola florida, where this last hurricaine hit, I hope they are ok
Principalpoop: oops, i will say night night
Principalpoop: hail rita,
Principalpoop: have a super week
||||||||| 11:16 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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:
ah,clem
Bambi
Bubba's Brain
cease
ChipOffTheOldTween
Dexter Fong
Elayne
Firebroiled
llanwydd
Merlyn
Principalpoop URL References:
http://www.amazon.com/This-Perfect-Day-Ira-Levin/dp/0394448588
www.cniradio.com
www.kurtericson.com
http://www.lewrockwell.com/akers/akers112.html
http://www.menai.ac.uk/clicclic/
http://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/2210
http://www.virgingalactic.com/

Rogues' 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"