Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
01/21/2010

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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 January 21, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Firebroiled in through the front door at 4:57 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Firebroiled:

Yes, some uncomplicated peoples still believe this myth

. But here,
in the technical vastness of the Future,

we can guess that surely the Past was very different.

We can surmise,
for instance,
that these two great balls . . .

We know for certain,
for instance,
that for some reason,

there were hot lumps.

Firebroiled:

Cold and lonely,
they whirled noiselessly
through the black holes of space.

These insignificant lumps came together to form the first union

-- our Sun,
the heating system.

And about this glowing gasbag rotated the Earth,

a cat’s-eye amoung aggies,

blinking in astonishment
across the Face of Time . . .
||||||||| Firebroiled says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Firebroiled exits at 5:00 AM.
||||||||| ah,clem waltzes in at 8:27 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, just a chat, and a Rat'
||||||||| 8:28 PM -- ah,clem left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 21, 2010 - 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 trudges in at 9:01 PM, dragging ATweenByAnyOtherName by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
||||||||| cease enters at 9:01 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hello, Dear Friends
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:02 PM and late as usual, it's Bambi, just back from Hellmouth."
cease: waiting for chat or someone like him/her
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends :-)
cease: hi deerest
Bambi :-) hey Cat
cease: i hear the ah clem voice
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol clem
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hello, Deer person
cease: i was alone for a minute
cease: hi tween
||||||||| 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 Mudhead falls out at 9:04 PM.
Bambi: Hey Tween
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:04 PM and ah,clem bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Bambi: hey Mudhead
cease: hi mud
ah,clem: hello, dear friends
Bambi: Hey Clem
cease: hi clemvoice
Mudhead: hi all
cease: how's it mudding?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: So great that FST is touring again
ATweenByAnyOtherName: All you just folks on Facebook?
cease: indeed, tween
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I'm a regular (not ethyl), if you wish to befriend me
cease: i'm on facebook cuz the firesign are
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:08 PM, dragging llanwydd by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Under your 'given' name, cease?
llanwydd: whaz real?
cease: if they can get good gigs, they may tour for some time
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "9:08 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey LL
llanwydd: phil was here last week but we missed him
cease: my name is too long
cease: cat is nice and short
cease: yes llan
cease: lets not do that again
Bambi: hey llan
cease: he kinda said he'd be here next week
ATweenByAnyOtherName: OK cease, will look for you :)
cease: the lads do wamt is all to promote them
cease: tween, have they got bacvk to you about austin gigs?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I've contacted Proc
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You can ask him about it
cease: i try not to bother them about anything
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I'm probably not the guy to do it
llanwydd: I promote them all the time
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You bet. A Tween bother not ;)
cease: and they appreciate that llan
ATweenByAnyOtherName: www.kurtericson.com/humor.html
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I do my best as well
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:13 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey P
Bambi: hey princep
Principalpoop: hay is for horses
cease: that you promote them thru your radio show is a great thing ,tween
llanwydd: Hi Princ
cease: hi pope
Principalpoop: not high, got anything?
cease: some of this jamaican the boys thought they had hidden
Principalpoop: talking about tv or religion?
cease: im a lumber jack and i'm ok
llanwydd: tv or not tv?
cease: did y'all hear new radio interview with the lads this aft?
Principalpoop: i'm ok, you're a lumberjack
cease: only my shirt
llanwydd: no we didn't all hear it
llanwydd: if it was on internet radio I wouldn't have heard it
cease: no on npr
llanwydd: no kidding!
llanwydd: I usually listen to npr in the morning but I missed fst
cease: me? kid?
Principalpoop: doing IHOP spots again?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Mmmmmm pancakes...
Principalpoop: do I ask too many questions?
ah,clem: sack a duck
cease: jimmy reefer?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: is this thing on?
Principalpoop: you dumb old coot
cease: depends upon what you call a thing
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:20 PM and late as usual, it's H. Stones, just back from Funfun Town."
Bambi: hey Stones
ATweenByAnyOtherName: you numb old dolt
H. Stones: ...... And the rest is sillence !
llanwydd: I know of an IHOP in teaneck, new jersey that has been there since at least 1964
Principalpoop: good evening your excellentcy
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hail and well met, Stones
llanwydd: in the same spot
llanwydd: Hey Stones!
H. Stones: the hail has stopped now its just rain and sleet, Sir Tween
cease: iits always silence, stones
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Mmmm 1964. A Johnson is erected
Principalpoop: ah hail
H. Stones: i suppose in Canada that is literally true Cease
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Stones - Yeah, I've heard that the UK has seen some weather
llanwydd: my grandmother used to take me there on special occasions
cease: only wheh it snows, stones
H. Stones: it got down to minus 24 celsius last week Tween
llanwydd: most of us don't know celsius, stones
cease: is HOney ok?
Principalpoop: what did you get to eat llan?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: stones - that's failry ridiculous
H. Stones: i finally came down with the flu last week and am slowly working my way through the symptoms now
llanwydd: guess, princ
Principalpoop: waffles?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Got down to 10 in a Austin a couple of weeks back. We don't know from 10F
H. Stones: its often rediculous here Tween
ATweenByAnyOtherName: mid-70s and dunny today, that's winter in Austin
cease: that is very cold for you
llanwydd: usually a short stack
ATweenByAnyOtherName: 10F
Principalpoop: silver dollars or regular sized?
cease: stones youve had serious weather recenttly
llanwydd: yeah, the UK and the european continent have been getting unbelievable weather
ah,clem: dunny today,crappy weather for sure
llanwydd: often silver dollar, princ
Principalpoop: probably the swinebird flu, you are going to die stones
cease: its really warm here for jan. supposed to have olympics in a few weeks
cease: snow is not co operating
ah,clem: but not yet, Stones
Principalpoop: blueberry or maple syrup?
||||||||| wake (the flake) tiptoes in around 9:26 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
llanwydd: I hope the gulf stream isn't shifting its course
Principalpoop: hi wake
llanwydd: I used to mix and match, princ
llanwydd: Hey Wake!
cease: wake
wake (the flake): Greetings and felicitations....
Principalpoop: same with bacon and sausage I bet, what kind of eggs?
H. Stones: i categorically refuse to die, poop, flying pig flu or no flying pig flu, there are still people on my list i have not yet infuriatated
llanwydd: LOL, princ
wake (the flake): Beatings and negotiations
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey Wake, we were just compaining about the weather
cease: you're not much older than me, stones
ATweenByAnyOtherName: How's tricks in Thailand?
llanwydd: I honestly don't remember but I probably didn't bother with the eggs
Bambi: hey Wake
ATweenByAnyOtherName: complaining
H. Stones: i just converted celsius to fahrenheith, it works out at minus 9.4 fahrenehit
Principalpoop: hard and break 'em, yum
ATweenByAnyOtherName: The eggs, sir?
llanwydd: holy cow, stones!
ATweenByAnyOtherName: They're only the beginning...
Principalpoop: that is cold, no wonder you got the flu
llanwydd: this is the place where it hardly ever snows
ATweenByAnyOtherName: That's what the English might call 'a bit nippy' lol
H. Stones: its at times like this that i am reminded that the UK is the same lattitude as the south of Alaska
wake (the flake): hey there ah and ll and poop and H and bam cease and of course tween
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Masters of understatement
llanwydd: whatever happened to the gulf stream?
Bambi: how cold does it normally get Stones?
H. Stones: yes there was a bit of a chill in the air
H. Stones: Bambi, it gets down to the high teens or low twenties quite often
llanwydd: I've only been in england during the summer. it was quite comfortable
wake (the flake): guardiand of the firesign
H. Stones: its ok llan if you can find a seat
cease: you are in bankock, wake?
llanwydd: I'll bet you're not getting our kind of weather, wake
wake (the flake): "guardianS" I mean
Principalpoop: the guard at firesign land?
wake (the flake): I am about 80 kliks to the west of BKK, cease
llanwydd: I wouldn't know a klik from a parsec
Principalpoop: surburban
H. Stones: all those klicks sound to me like somthing is coming loose Wake
cease: daddy dont live in t hat bankcock city no more
wake (the flake): You can see the glow of the city in the east at night
wake (the flake): 50miles or so
llanwydd: I used to see the glow of new york city from new jersey
cease: bit cities are like that, wake
wake (the flake): an hour away in east coast parlance
cease: my toan is trh only big city in the province
cease: big
Principalpoop: my stubbed my tao
llanwydd: LOL Princ
wake (the flake): If I go another 50 miles I would be getting close to Burma.
cease: i maybe reborn as good speller, but i dont expect it
Principalpoop: go there to get a shave wake?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Ken D sent a really funny bit about different nation's Threat Levels
ATweenByAnyOtherName: > The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats -> and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, -> though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A -> Bit Cross."The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 -> when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized -> from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a -> "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during the great fire of 1666.
llanwydd: why did you say burma?
H. Stones: goodspellers, was a good movie
wake (the flake): Very dark skies and zillions of stars
ATweenByAnyOtherName: > Americans meanwhile are carrying out pre-emptive strikes -> on all of their allies, just in case. -
wake (the flake): Burma? to dis the military government
llanwydd: what was the level during the bubonic plague?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Very funny bit
wake (the flake): they changed the name... not the people.
llanwydd: lol, wake
cease: isdnt everyone happy about new firesign product?
H. Stones: it was right up to here llan
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:37 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: I was just flippantly quoting monty python
Principalpoop: and then came fong
llanwydd: Hey Dex
ah,clem: hi Dex
cease: dex
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Dear fRIENDS
H. Stones: greetings Sir Fong
ATweenByAnyOtherName: How very dextrous of you, P
Principalpoop: who has some dexes?
cease: only our fiends are dear
wake (the flake): ohhhh... I see. flippant... I haven't been to NYC in 12 years so I've almost forgot about flippancy.
H. Stones: i have some Dexys Midnight Runners PP
Dexter Fong: Evening Clem, Tween, Cat, Stones my Dear Fellow, llan, Poop wake and bambi (phew)
llanwydd: lol, wake
ATweenByAnyOtherName: They call him Flippant, Flippant...
llanwydd: yes, flippancy is not common in the far east
llanwydd: LOL, Tween
Principalpoop: don't forget tawdry
H. Stones: is that an ant lay on tis back Tween
wake (the flake): I do get to watch 30 Rock about a month late... very funny
Dexter Fong: What is tonights topic du jour?
wake (the flake): good one tween
wake (the flake): topic du soir???
H. Stones: we were all talking about you till you arrived, Fong
ATweenByAnyOtherName: No that a holy sea hunt
llanwydd: well, we have no topics du jour but we have some du soir
ATweenByAnyOtherName: that's lol
llanwydd: wake beat me to it
Dexter Fong: I'll have to chekc the chese log
wake (the flake): I'll be "straight man" if you want...
cease: i wish they had made an album of shadow
cease: not just this piece of it
ATweenByAnyOtherName: A duck a rabbai and a priest walk into a bar...
wake (the flake): bambi... stand a little closer
Principalpoop: no, it was a goose, and a pastor and a hindoo
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol
llanwydd: and the duck says to the rabbi, quack quack quack
wake (the flake): ------------> getting straight
llanwydd: I think that was the punch line if I remember right
Dexter Fong: I thought it was a guru, a wolvering, and an evagalist
Principalpoop: oh that wake, what a scamp
H. Stones: i was searching for a funny US political quote and came across a blinder from Adlai Stevenson
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You getta bhaa? Git it?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hava a Gita?
wake (the flake): I thought it was a balled up piece of string.
Principalpoop: ina gotta a divata
llanwydd: Gita Mehta?
llanwydd: she was an author
ATweenByAnyOtherName loves John McLauhnlin's "Gita"
Dexter Fong: Heavy Mehta
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Really nice guitar synth
H. Stones: Lovely Rita Mehta Maid
ATweenByAnyOtherName: McLaughlin
llanwydd: LOL Stones
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You have metered her, have you, sir?
wake (the flake): Goes into a bar and the bartender sez "You want a drink?" and the string sez "I'm a frayed knot."
Principalpoop: I mehta gita at the ritz
Dexter Fong: I have metered out justice by the gram
llanwydd: I saw her on tv back in the 70s promoting her book "Karma Cola" about the meeting of eastern and western cultures
ATweenByAnyOtherName: That'll cost you, Stones
llanwydd: the title looked like the coca cola logo
Principalpoop: no, we don't serve ham sandwiches here
wake (the flake): -----------> waiting for rim shot
Principalpoop: the great defective
llanwydd: she was a rather young woman. I never forgot how good looking she was
H. Stones: You called, Poop ?
cease: i have that book,m llan
wake (the flake): howsabout "sham hand witches"???
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You don't have the frequency for a ham
Principalpoop: go rat about in the cupboard stones
llanwydd: how is it, cat?
cease: excellent
cease: speaking of excellene, has anyone else seen avatar?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Earl of Sandwich? I'll see your 59th annex!
llanwydd: it must be interesting. I've got to get a used copy one of these days
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Oops 49th (need to be accurate about the Sandwich Islands)
cease: much fun for the eyes
llanwydd: I buy a lot of used stuff from amazon
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Nope cease
H. Stones: i am not that bothered, Cease, i played a lot of games anf spent a lot of time with Avatars
ATweenByAnyOtherName: So they say, cease. Best CGI yet, or so they say
wake (the flake): anyone seen "hurt locker"?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Nope
Principalpoop: i watched part in 2D, i was not impressed, I guess I need the whole story or 3D
wake (the flake): YAY 4 FRIDAY
Dexter Fong: No Flake but heard it's powerful but a real downer
Principalpoop: somebody else mentioned hurt locker, i thought it was a joke
cease: We saw it at an Imax theatre quite far from we live, but worth the drive
ATweenByAnyOtherName: TGIF
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You're a coder, Wake?
Principalpoop: TTFIF
ATweenByAnyOtherName: An IMAX theatre might be quite impressive
cease: the little jelly fish creatures floating about was an experience well worth having
||||||||| wake (the flake) hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's wake (the flake)?! It's 9:50 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Wake's supervisor showed up lol
Principalpoop: IMAX is from canada
Dexter Fong: It turns Friday somewhere on earth and wake dissapears
cease: yes ppop
cease: ahk canadian
llanwydd: I've only seen one IMAX film ever. One of the very first. The New York Experience
Principalpoop: canooks
Principalpoop: i get vertigo in the damn things
cease: i saw some 3d stuff in worlds fairs, this was the first actual 3d flick
ATweenByAnyOtherName: There have been some very good efforts from Canada. The new Outer Limits was quite well-done
H. Stones: i saw on tv there was a lot of trouble getting through to Haiti but somehow the Scientologists got trhough with leaflets
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Toronto was apparently a great place to shoot in the 90's
Dexter Fong: Yes Stones =))
Dexter Fong: Looking for buried Thetans no doubt
ATweenByAnyOtherName: OMG, Stones
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Really?
cease: lol
H. Stones: yes true
H. Stones: you cant make up stuff like that Tween
Principalpoop: are they recruiting poor people now?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: But not Pat Robertson trying to save them from their devil sorship?
Dexter Fong: Yes you can
ATweenByAnyOtherName: worship
H. Stones: no poop just exploiting them as per usual
Dexter Fong: Judge Crater, Amelia Erhardt and jackie Robinson were also there
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol Dex
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol
Principalpoop: elvis and john and bobby kennedy too
ATweenByAnyOtherName: and Kilroy
Principalpoop: and marcus welby
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Ruff? Well I should imagine!
cease: booby kennedy?
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Merlyn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:57 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Principalpoop: HI m
Merlyn: Just call me Nancy
Principalpoop: so cat, M, how was it?
cease: hey merl
llanwydd: Hey Merl
cease: waht, poop?
Merlyn: da shows cat
Dexter Fong: The FST show I presume?
cease: hanging with firesign was about as much fun as you could imagine
Merlyn: shows were good, but I've seen them sooo many times now
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:59 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: thanks M, i was racking my mind for a witty retort
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny
cease: most of them are really nice
Merlyn: That bill's a fake
Principalpoop: hip hop bunny
cease: the bun person
Bunnyboy: Sorry to relay late-breaking bummer news. Friday's Kirkland show was cancelled.
Merlyn: most of the shows are really nice, or most of FT, cat?
Principalpoop: the photo of the signing table was super
llanwydd: Hey BB
Merlyn: hey BB, nice to have seen you for a few seconds there!
cease: hideous news bun
Dexter Fong: Any reason for cancellation Bunny
Bunnyboy: Saturday in Kirkland, still a go. Both Tacoma Sunday shows also on.
Merlyn: official is technical difficulties
Principalpoop: moved to spockland?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bunnyboy: Thanks, Merlyn! We'll try to make it 10 seconds, next time!
ATweenByAnyOtherName: A touring show is difficult
Dexter Fong: To play the Fringe Festical poop
Merlyn: unofficial, I think there were so few friday tickets sold, they decided to cut losses
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I used to unload/reload semis for Nashville
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I have some respect
Merlyn: they said there weren't a lot of friday tix to redistribute
cease: bad news merl but not surprising
Principalpoop: give me just a little bit, remember how to spell it?
cease: i think the are tyring to get too manh seats out of a shrinking market
Merlyn: yeah, all the shows so far are about within 50 miles
cease: merl did yo make your ferry?
Merlyn: make it what? Sit up? yeah.
Principalpoop: that is a private personal question cat
Merlyn: had plenty o time, lots of people there at 5:30 am
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Ah, the Life of Brian. A guitar player
cease: lol poop
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol
Merlyn: a GUI .tar player?
Bunnyboy: Aw, dangles.
Merlyn: mr bo dangles
cease: you had to be up by a certain time to get the 430 or something, otherwise you'd have to drive north
Bunnyboy: GTR, if yer marking up a track sheet.
llanwydd: 430 is pretty early
Dexter Fong: My little GTR great song
cease: i was very unhpapy with the lack of siging on the northern route. it says 20 east when youre going north
Merlyn: 5 am for the 5:30 cat
Bunnyboy: Hey, here's a podcast link. Local funnyman DJ, Bob Rivers, with special guests, David Ossman and Peter Bergman!
Principalpoop: 5am? they can go to hell
Dexter Fong: Merlyn you have your felines on a strict schedule
llanwydd: I'm happy as anything tonight because my car passed inspection
cease: so you made your, uh, ttansporation device?
Bunnyboy: http://www.podcastdirectory.com/podshows/6724834
Principalpoop: congrats llan, super
Merlyn: I ttansprated just fine
Dexter Fong: Cangrats llan
llanwydd: you wouldn't believe how much money I spent on repairs but it finally passed
llanwydd: its not a very old car but the weather up here dissolved metal
Principalpoop: i have sent several children of the mechanics to college and sent the mechanics on european vacations llan
llanwydd: that and the salt on the roads
cease: you look so freaky its' amazing anyone would let you on a plane, merl
llanwydd: it almost would have been worth it to get a new car
cease: but in reality, you're straigher than any of your inspectors
llanwydd: I believe it, prince
Principalpoop: cat says M looks freaky??? how many eyes and arms do you have M?
Merlyn: I do try to not wear my Nick Danger shirt with the gun on airplanes
Merlyn: all of em PP
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Mike and the Mechanics' Garage, yes. I have mine fixed often there
cease: must work well for you, merl
Dexter Fong: Did you omit those explding k-knickers?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol
H. Stones: thats sad that is Merl but i am not aware of any deaths from terrorist stand up comics
Merlyn: I've had other explosions in my underwear while under warranty
cease: its rare when i'm not the strangest person in the pic
Bunnyboy: brb
||||||||| At 10:11 PM, Bunnyboy vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Merlyn that wasn't a warrant, that was a restraining order
Principalpoop: beans, lots of beans
llanwydd: you have a warranty on your underwear?
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:11 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: amazing
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You have a warrant to inspect my shorts?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey Bun
Bunnyboy: Like a coke fiend, I just didn't have enough lines.
Dexter Fong: He's number 9
Merlyn: warranty in shorts and quartz
Bunnyboy: 10 won't do. 25 is good.
Merlyn: 25 or 6 to 4
Dexter Fong: Is that the spread on the Jets game?
Principalpoop: i only have 20, think I should move up again?
H. Stones: am making english tea, would anyone like a cup ?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Coke fiend? Try the movie "The Coca Cola Kid".
llanwydd: I'd love one, stones
llanwydd: I never make it properly myself
H. Stones: milk or sugar, llan ?
Dexter Fong: I personally find 20 to be about optimum, enough lines but not so much they get buried in heavy chat
Principalpoop: too cold to grow tea in england, empire boy
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Won lump, or thoo?
llanwydd: a drop of milk I suppose
Bunnyboy: Reading Walter Tetley's biography. His stagename was inspired by the first...ehrm, teabaggers.
Principalpoop: some honey and lemon super for your flu stones
H. Stones: ok
Dexter Fong: and a potent jot of that Inca Hell Oil
ATweenByAnyOtherName: As long as it isn't from a milked bull, right clem?
H. Stones: no use asking Poop, he doesnt boil the water and dumps the tea in the harbour which he doesnt even spell correctly
Bunnyboy: I gotta re-watch THE BOOST, sometime.
cease: is anyone interested in acting in my new play?
Principalpoop: hows your queen stones? bowed to her lately?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Mmmmm Boston tea aparthite
llanwydd: I'd be interested, cat
Dexter Fong: Cat: I'll update my 8x10
Bambi: hey Dex, Bunny :-)
H. Stones: i just touch the occasional forelock, PP
Bunnyboy: cat: Sure! Send me any specs ya like.
Bunnyboy: lo Bambi!
Principalpoop: i would have to check the script first, call my manager
Bambi :-)
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol P - Stones does not like the innuendo
cease: glad to hear that, llan. i don't know your voice, send me some samples
H. Stones: what would you like me to call him, PP ?
Bunnyboy: No radio nudity!
llanwydd: I thought you had some, cat
Principalpoop: anything you want, he ignores me
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Oh, you mean the Windor family lol
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Windsor
cease: i have to tell y;'all abouot new musician
H. Stones: clearly a person of considerable taste
Principalpoop: a fraide not
Bunnyboy: I can record my lines real purty...now that I'm certified.
Principalpoop: they had the competency hearing already bunnyboy?
cease: http://www.facebook.com/l/609c7;www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oc0QCbR8S48>www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oc0QCbR8S48>http://www.facebook.com/l/609c7;www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oc0QCbR8S48
Bunnyboy sniffs, turns profile.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Let's all dress up like Indians and throw it over the side!
Principalpoop: too long cease
Bunnyboy: Poop: Oh, years ago, years ago...
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Principalpoop: I wore a toga to mine, that showed them
cease: i plan to visit dex and doctech and elayne in may, inshallah
H. Stones: what did it show them, PP ?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: kewl, cease
Principalpoop: i had no undies hehe
H. Stones: i always suspected you of being Scottish
cease: so that is my deadlline for finishing my play
Principalpoop: that would be new york
ATweenByAnyOtherName: You weren't at the Undianapolis Race?
cease: yes poop, and doc in conecticut
Principalpoop: no, just a little skittish, on my father's side
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Annapolis, Indianapolis, it's all the same...
||||||||| Catherwood ushers burt in through the front door at 10:20 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
ATweenByAnyOtherName: The Baltimore Colts?
llanwydd: cat, do you remember when I recorded lines for "Red Shift" on cassette? do you still have it?
Principalpoop: burt!
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Hey burt
llanwydd: Hi burt!
cease: but i have to worry about my mother dieing
Principalpoop: you have heard my voice cat, is there a part for me? is there? huh? huh?
Bunnyboy: Hi, Hank!
cease: maybe, llan
Principalpoop: what?
Bunnyboy: brb. PC is folding it's virtual arms.
||||||||| At 10:22 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
cease: yes poop and llan. i will give you both great parts
burt: Which album has the bit about susan underhill
cease: 2 places, burt
burt: betty jo bialoski
Principalpoop: you mean melanie faber?
cease: are you new here?
burt: no, nancy
H. Stones: Dont you mean, Betty Jo Bealovski ?
llanwydd: burt: the album is called How Can You Be in Two Places at Once When You're Not Anywhere at All
burt: i am new
Principalpoop: ahh, nancy, who could forget nancy
cease: welcome
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Spread eagle on the floor, so I beat off the eagle...
Dexter Fong: I like to beat em off in the air
llanwydd: but everyone knew her as nancy
Principalpoop: come on in, take off your skin, and rattle around in your bones
H. Stones: many eagles wont let you do that, Tween
Dexter Fong: Tween knows that AStones
Principalpoop: what is the british national bird anyway stones?
H. Stones: yes, i have seen the scars
||||||||| At 10:24 PM, burt vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
ATweenByAnyOtherName: lol Stones
Principalpoop: he got his answer and left
Merlyn: burt left?
llanwydd: he'll be back
ATweenByAnyOtherName: I'm a doctor, not a geologist Jim!
cease: he aint got no frineds on his left
Merlyn: that's right
Principalpoop: your right
cease: lol tween
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Eyes white!
Principalpoop: now where were we?
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Good one, P
llanwydd: I never got that "eyes white" till you quoted it now, tween
Dexter Fong: Tring to determin the British National Bird...and it's not twiggy
llanwydd: I thought it was "I's white"
Principalpoop: i like llans better
Dexter Fong: llan: Perhaps it's both
ATweenByAnyOtherName: Thanks, ah, clem
H. Stones: to be honest i dont know Dexter
llanwydd: that's what I'm thinking, dex
H. Stones: the queen stole all the s wans, even the ones that migrate from Siberia in winter
Dexter Fong: The Titwillow
ATweenByAnyOtherName: May the bluebird of happiness fly up your're knows....
Merlyn: you don't know dexter? Allow me to introfuse you
||||||||| ATweenByAnyOtherName departs at 10:27 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
llanwydd: I'll never get that whole play in one field of vision
H. Stones: its the cold weather that does that Dexter
Bambi: thanks Clem!
Dexter Fong: The ruddy Prowed european surveilant?
llanwydd: I'm still getting more of it all the time
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh, clem
||||||||| Outside, the 10:28 PM downtown bus from Uncasville pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Principalpoop: thank you ahh, clem and bambi the dear dear
H. Stones: and thank you very much Clem
Bambi: have a great week everyone! :-)
Principalpoop: ahh mudhead, howdy
Dexter Fong: Hey Muddy your just in time for the end
Mudhead: ty ah clem
H. Stones: and of course Bambi
Bambi: appts tomorrow and rest is needed tonight
Dexter Fong: of the broadcast
Principalpoop: toad away
Merlyn: you too bambi
ah,clem: good night all!
||||||||| At 10:29 PM, Bambi vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| ah,clem rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ah,clem?! It's 10:29 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: toodles ahh, clem bambi
Mudhead: ah, sorry , im late as usual
Dexter Fong: Night Clem and thank you
cease: thanks again clem
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi
llanwydd: what is your new play about, cat?
cease: but before you go, know that austin wants to join chat next week
Principalpoop: what time? i have to check my schedule
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Bunnyboy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:30 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: Rats!! I'm outta town next week
Principalpoop: wb bunnyboy
Mudhead: i will be here, hopefully on the new pc im building
H. Stones: i think our national bird is probably the Robin
Bunnyboy: Ooh! Bye clem and Bambi!
Principalpoop: the internet is everywhere fong, rent a laptop
Merlyn: hey, any special reason cat?
Mudhead: thats our state bird
Principalpoop: i did not mean to blugeon you stones, forget about it
llanwydd: ours is the bald eagle
Merlyn: I'll try to email or even call him near the start of the chat
H. Stones: apparently Mud, despite some superficial resemblence, the American Robin is not related to the British Robin
Mudhead: call, write or email me, my skype is adds2004
Principalpoop: you guys used to like wrens hehe
Merlyn: how about the Batman Robin?
H. Stones: it would appear that when english settlers arrived in the states and saw a bird with with a read breast, they named it a robin
Mudhead: ours has a red breast
Mudhead: i hear theyre delish
Bunnyboy: "What's a ward?"
Principalpoop: it is a rad beast
Dexter Fong: Yes quite different really
Mudhead: athrrrrrrrrrrrrrood get H. Stones a plate of warm smoking Americain Robins
Principalpoop: i saw a monster robin here one spring, almost as big as a chicken
Mudhead: grrr
Mudhead: stoopid kb
Principalpoop: they should have explained that at the hearing bunnyboy
H. Stones: pics of all british birds and sound recordings are all availble here
cease: thats a big robbin
Principalpoop: yes it was, eating good, or a huge tapeworm
Mudhead: thats a delicacy in some places
H. Stones: http://www.rspb.org.uk/
H. Stones: http://www.rspb.org.uk/
Principalpoop: amazing that some delicacies can be indelicate
cease: hows it goin, mud?
H. Stones: http://www.rspb.org.uk/
Dexter Fong: Mud YOu eat the delicacy the worm is in it
llanwydd: cat, why is your meeting with elayne and the others the deadline for the completion of your play? are you recording with them?
H. Stones: is that the baskin robin ?
Mudhead: i stopped drinking the worm
cease: that is my idea, llan
Principalpoop: nah nah nah nahnah tequila
Mudhead: cat will you be in nyc?
cease: i hpoe to visit nyc in may so that gives me a good deadline
llanwydd: you know, I wouldn't mind driving down there to record as well
H. Stones: Honey sends greetings to all from snowbound NM
Mudhead: hai!
Dexter Fong: Stones: If she's still up in the mountains prolly a lot of snow
cease: wow. i really look forward to recording you llan
cease: all our best to honey
llanwydd: last time I was in nyc it was may
Principalpoop: yes, give her our best
llanwydd: that time I took amtrak
H. Stones: yes she is, the place is called Cerro but i renamed ti Stamp Toilet
Mudhead: I'd love to meet, for real. I'm two hours north of NYC
Principalpoop: cetro, that was an old video arcade game
Dexter Fong: Cerro is spanish for freeze-ass cold
llanwydd: I hope you still have my cassette, cat. otherwise, I could record another if you let me know what you want to hear
cease: wow. id love to meet you, mud
Principalpoop: get a room
cease: i am very excited about going east this mayl
Dexter Fong: lol poop
cease: of course the same was true last year and suddenly it wasnt possible
Mudhead: you should come visit the casino's
cease: llan i'm stll writing play cant ask you to record something i havent written
Principalpoop: how many hours north are you llan?
llanwydd: I'm 300 miles north of nyc
Dexter Fong: North of what?
llanwydd: that's usually about 5 hours or less
Principalpoop: oki doki
Mudhead: im in new london ct
Mudhead: halfway between NYC and Bos
Principalpoop: what was wrong with the old london? colony boy?
llanwydd: I understand, cat. but you asked me a little while ago to send you something
Principalpoop: sorry mud, i was teasing stones earlier
Mudhead: we told them to go drink salted tea
cease: oh yes, llan
cease: you can send me a mp3 file
Dexter Fong: "Oh yes, I said" from Ulysses
Principalpoop: he was having tea, we reminded him of the party too
Mudhead: if we were gonna be fleeced, we'd fleece ourselves
Mudhead: and we did
cease: i have done it with ah clem and others, maybe you too
llanwydd: I can't do mp3s
Principalpoop: doing it good, better than george 3 could have dreamed
llanwydd: that's why I sent you a cassette. that's all I am able to do
cease: why nbot?
cease: oy
||||||||| 10:46 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
Principalpoop: HI E
Elayne: Damn, I can't believe I forgot it was chat night! Evenin' all!
H. Stones: Hi Elayne
Mudhead: no computer to make mp3's llan?
Dexter Fong: Get back, it's Elayne!
Elayne: I'll make up for it by posting the P&B interview on my blog...
cease: its the mother of us all
llanwydd: msntv2 doesn't do mp3s
Principalpoop: we waited for you
Mudhead: Hi E!
llanwydd: Hi Elayne!
Bunnyboy: Okay, the Ossman and Bergman interview starts about 12 minutes into this podcast:
Bunnyboy: http://www.podcastdirectory.com/podshows/6724834
Elayne: Yo Dex, are we EVER going to meet again for socializing? What does your schedule look like next Friday?
Bunnyboy: Hiya, Elayne!
cease: thanks bunny
Mudhead: how close are you llan?
cease: hows it going, el?
Mudhead: cuz I'll give you a pc
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Outta town
Merlyn: hey E
llanwydd: close to what, mud?
Mudhead: me
Principalpoop: whaaat?
Elayne: Gnashing of teeth, Dex! We are cursed, we are.
llanwydd: where are you?
cease: i am very into writing new play, deadline finishing is may when i hope to be visiting you, el
Merlyn: great, how long does it go on for?
Mudhead: yur 300 miles north of nyc?
Dexter Fong: We'll talk when I get back Elayne
Mudhead: New london CT
cease: dex and doc tech too
llanwydd: yes, mudhead
llanwydd: new london? not familiar
Principalpoop: afk
Mudhead: if you want to drive i have a number of used pcs id love to give away
cease: merl where did you have breakfast? did you eat at the braeburn?
Mudhead: southeastern CT
Mudhead: hear of the Sun Casino, Foxwoods?
Elayne: There, all posted.
llanwydd: well, I may be near you in may if you still have them, mudhead
Elayne knows New London well from her first marriage.
llanwydd: the only part of CT I know well is route 95
Mudhead: thats exciting, Id love to finally meet up
Elayne: My ex (and someday he'll come on chat, I keep hoping) is from Norwich.
Mudhead: im glad to see you here E
Elayne: Thanks Mudhead. I can't believe I almost forgot.
Mudhead: why he's only a mortar round away
cease: i look forward to seeing doctech's conectcut
Mudhead: its raddicaly diffrent than mine
cease: waht do you think, el? do you and robbin want to be in my new play?
Elayne: Does it pay? :)
Elayne: Robin said it stresses him out too much, but I'm always game for it. I have a face for radio!
llanwydd: well, I must be checking out. It's been great as always. see you next week
Elayne: Remember my epitaph: MOSTLY, SHE TALKED
Dexter Fong: See you in two llan
Elayne: Bye Llan!
Bunnyboy: El: I liked you and Robin on RED SHIFT.
Elayne: I'll be cutting out soon too, just dropped in to see what condition my conditioner was in.
cease: I want to take you to a restaurant of your choice
Elayne: Thanks BunnyBoy.
Elayne: Cat, that means driving up to Palisades Center and eating conveyor belt sushi, and we wouldn't dream of putting you through that. :)
cease: Your music was great in my play Bunny
H. Stones: Anyway folks, i gotta go take some anti flu meds now so so i wish you all well till next time
Elayne: Bye Stones, feel better sooN!
Dexter Fong: Night Stones, good to have you back in front of us
H. Stones: Thanks El, stay safe all, see you next week God willing
cease: Inshallah
Elayne: I too must go. I flit, I float, fleetly flee, I fly...
Mudhead: nite Stones
Mudhead: feel better
cease: off you flit
||||||||| Elayne says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Elayne exits at 10:58 PM.
Mudhead: ok, nite all
||||||||| 10:58 PM -- Mudhead left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| At 10:58 PM, H. Stones vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: Night Mudhead
cease: droppping like, uh
Merlyn: me too, gnite
Dexter Fong: fries?
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn
Bunnyboy: Nite Elayne!
cease: you were here, merl?
Bunnyboy: Okay, pinky swears and out?
Bunnyboy: nite Merlyn!
Dexter Fong: Uh sure, Bunny....you first
Merlyn: on and off cat
Bunnyboy: Have a swell week, y'alls!
Dexter Fong: Night Bunny
Merlyn: that's a schroedinger's cat, an on and off cat
||||||||| It's 11:00 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...
cease: as opposed to a bad week/
||||||||| Bunnyboy is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:00 PM.
||||||||| "11:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Merlyn, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Dexter Fong: Well I gotta run to and park my car, see you in two weeks
cease: do you know anything about the kirkland cancelation, merl?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: ok dex
cease: reality is not always your frend
||||||||| Around 11:02 PM, cease walks off into the sunset...
Principalpoop: rats, i was too long, have a super week and whatever you are doing next week fong, hail rita
Principalpoop: ciaooooo
||||||||| 11:09 PM -- Principalpoop left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| 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
ATweenByAnyOtherName
Bambi
Bunnyboy
burt
cease
Dexter Fong
Elayne
Firebroiled
H. Stones
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mudhead
Principalpoop
wake (the flake) URL References:
www.kurtericson.com/humor.html
http://www.podcastdirectory.com/podshows/6724834
http://www.rspb.org.uk/
http://www.facebook.com/l/609c7;www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oc0QCbR8S48>www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oc0QCbR8S48>http://www.facebook.com/l/609c7;www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oc0QCbR8S48

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"