Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
02/11/2010

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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 February 11, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| "8:42 PM? 8:42 PM!!" says Catherwood, "ah,clem should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ah,clem enters and sits at the bar.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, a bit more hour hour'
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 8:44 PM train to Baltimore.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Mudhead inside, makes a note of the time (8:57 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Mudhead: well?
Mudhead: anytime now
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 11, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Astrofong into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:01 PM, then departs.
Mudhead: finally
Dexter Astrofong: hI mUDHEAD
Dexter Astrofong: hm...Hi Mudhead
Dexter Astrofong: that's better
Mudhead: hai
Dexter Astrofong: Clem hit this week's episode right on the mark
||||||||| Outside, the 9:03 PM uptown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Astrofong: Hey Herlyn
Merlyn: Hai is Japanese for Yes
Merlyn: an old 70s rock band
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:04 PM and PortablePocketTweeny bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Astrofong: Yes! is Japanese for High
PortablePocketTweeny: Hello all
Dexter Astrofong: Hey Tweeny
Merlyn: hey pokitween
||||||||| Catherwood escorts wydd in through the front door at 9:05 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:05 PM and late as usual, it's c's, just back from Billville."
wydd: how's everybody?
c's: lol dex
Dexter Astrofong: wydd! what has happened to your llan?
PortablePocketTweeny: Hai, featuring Lick Rakeman on keyboards?
Mudhead: x
Mudhead: hi merlyn
Dexter Astrofong: Hey Cat
Mudhead: cat a special herro
Merlyn: no doubt PPT
PortablePocketTweeny: Hey LL
Dexter Astrofong: lol Tween
Mudhead: Tween!
wydd: uh, mr wick rakeman on keyboards
c's: ah, the 2nd hour hour
Dexter Astrofong: I rike Emelson, Rake and Parmer
wydd: wait a minute minute
c's: i'll have the 3rd show in your emailbox clem
wydd: blain sarrad sulgery
Merlyn: after the chat, check out http://katawa-shoujo.com
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:07 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
wydd: Hey Clem
ah,clem: hello dear friends
Mudhead: This is a picture of the view of the restaurant I'm having my birthday party at next Sat
Dexter Astrofong: Hey Clem
c's: yes you can hear the origins of mutt and smutt in these shows
Mudhead: http://www.fishermanrestaurant.com/directions.htm
ah,clem: feed go up ok?
Dexter Astrofong: Clem, the feed went up like anythig
ah,clem: "is this thing on?"
ah,clem: o'tay
c's: looks fishy, mud. probably a pisces working for scale
Mudhead: i eat em up, lemme at em
wydd: I just looked at the menu. unbelievably expensive
wydd: I'm sure that means the food is good
Mudhead: it does, thats why i chose it, its my first real family party inna long while
c's: party on, mud
wydd: did I spell unbelievably right?
Mudhead: see, im in a wheelchair, it doesnt fit my sisters house, so ive missed all the family grt togethers
Mudhead: get*
Dexter Astrofong: wydd, you spelt it believably and that's all that counts
wydd: lol
PortablePocketTweeny: Sorry to hear, Mud :(
Mudhead: i gotta make my own good times, I do
ah,clem: and I help
Mudhead: yes u do
ah,clem :)
Mudhead: I havent heard this since the 70's
Mudhead: I would record the FST on WPLR fm radio
ah,clem: it is an old clip, dates back to, well 1970
c's: its unlikely you heard it in the 70s, unless you were in la at the time
Dexter Astrofong: Mud: YOu heard this FST in the 70's?
Mudhead: on the radio on wplre yes i did
c's: the show wasnt broadcast on any other station that i'm aware of
Mudhead: it was my intro to the FST
Mudhead: then i bought All Hail
Dexter Astrofong: Where was wplr broadcasting from?
Mudhead: and the rest is history
Mudhead: New Haven CT
ah,clem: glad Cat and I could find something dear, Mud
wydd: I've driven through new haven like most people
ah,clem: and sure all the others will enjoy it as well
c's: this is being rebroadcast on sunday nights on radio jive. earl jive was their engineer in 1970
ah,clem: great stuff
Mudhead: I saved the reel to reel tapes till the late 80's
Dexter Astrofong: Hmm........I know Dear Friends was kinda syndicated (Pacifica) but I didn't know Hour-Hour was
c's: it wasnt dex
||||||||| 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 Principalpoop plummets into the garden at 9:19 PM.
Mudhead: Ouch, land somewhere else!
c's: but maybe the lads let their old yale pals play em, dont know.
Mudhead: hi PP
Principalpoop: is that your elbow? i will give you 20 minutes to stop that...
Dexter Astrofong: Cat: Yeah...so how did Mudhead hear it on an FM station in New London, Conn. Oh sure, the drugs helped, but still...
wydd: Hi Princip
Dexter Astrofong: Hey Poop
Principalpoop: hi
Mudhead: I had a kickin antenna
Dexter Astrofong: Poop: Hop on CNI and hear the second Hour-Hour show which was simulcast in LA and New London
Principalpoop: i will jump into it, stones gave me bad good news to pass on about honey
Mudhead: ut oh
Principalpoop: chest pains and just had a stent put in like clinton, doing ok now but weak
Dexter Astrofong: If they had only broadcast on a third station, we could triangulate their location and find them
Mudhead: not with loran anymore
wydd: bill's got to quit eating at mcdonald's
Dexter Astrofong: So she finally walked out on you did she?
Principalpoop: the boston triangulator
c's: bummer, poop
Mudhead: She just went cold
Principalpoop: i heard that C
wydd: missed that part, princ. sorry to hear
Mudhead: My prayers go with her PP
Principalpoop: i will pass that to her through stones, they moved her to an alburqurque hospital
Principalpoop: i will try to get back later, if not, have a super week, ciao
wydd: my father had an angioplasty. I know it's not pleasant
||||||||| Around 9:24 PM, Principalpoop walks off into the sunset...
Mudhead: g'luck PP
Dexter Astrofong: I had a plastic Angie
Dexter Astrofong: with the feel of real flesh
Dexter Astrofong: anatomically close too
Dexter Astrofong: Choice of wigs
ah,clem: a flesh light?
Dexter Astrofong: Blonde, Brunette, and bald
c's: rat in a box
Dexter Astrofong: rat on
PortablePocketTweeny: That's terrible about Honey
ah,clem: whish I still had that video, Cat, it is in short supply now
Dexter Astrofong: Yeah, but maybe the procedure will help her
c's: indeed, tween
||||||||| Catherwood enters with wake (the flake) close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:27 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the Aviary.
Mudhead: hello wake
Dexter Astrofong: Hey, wake
wydd: what about honey? I hadn't heard?
c's: hi wake
wydd: evening wake
wake (the flake): hello to all
ah,clem: rat in a box and bobbie chew seem to have all but disappeared
PortablePocketTweeny: Hi Wake
Dexter Astrofong: But Jimmie Chew is all the mode among the young hotties
Dexter Astrofong: or so I'm told
wake (the flake): dex, good to see you... mudhead , ah, clem wydd
Mudhead: Wasn't Bergman at Yale?
PortablePocketTweeny: >> wydd: what about honey? I hadn't heard?<< She's had heart surgery
Dexter Astrofong: Mud: Yeah and Proctor also
Dexter Astrofong: Tween: Stents
PortablePocketTweeny: Recovering in Albuquerque
c's: proc too, mud
Dexter Astrofong: Not nearly as invasive a procedure
wydd: I don't know how I missed that. I hope she is doing well
c's: yes mistress, you may recall from last week's show
PortablePocketTweeny: Well, it's still not a good thing...
Dexter Astrofong: No, but it's better than dying
Dexter Astrofong: Cat: The "Yes Mistress" continued for some time..till Dear Friends at least
Mudhead: they must of known of WPLR
wake (the flake): have I come at a bad time?
Dexter Astrofong: Any time you come is good wake
wake (the flake): that's what she said
Dexter Astrofong: /=)
wake (the flake): I might be watching "The Office" too much.
Dexter Astrofong: Assuming this show started on the hour and Ossman says about 11 minutes to ( O'clock, they must have cut a lot of material..perhaps Musical Interludes
Dexter Astrofong: 9 O'clock
c's: much was cut, dex
Dexter Astrofong: Music and commercials or content Cat?
c's: no content
wake (the flake): I can'y get that CNI radio here
Mudhead: take the sugar!
c's: i am feeling very poorly this evening so will leave early
Dexter Astrofong: Wake: Clem is playing the Hour Hour Show, a direct precursor to Dear Friends
Mudhead: hpe u feel better cat
c's: enjoy the show. i'll send clem the 3rd show for your enjoyment next week
c's: bye
Dexter Astrofong: What up Cat...too much Olypic fun?
wake (the flake): I C
c's: i'm sick of the olympics and they dont start till tomorrow.
||||||||| "Hey c's!" ... c's turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:36 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Astrofong: Clem: Can you take a 90 sec break for musical interludes and commercials while I go refill my glass so's I wont miss anything?
wydd: catherwood, refill dex's glass please
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to wydd and says "Did you want me?"
wake (the flake): any way he could put the file for that show on one of the file sharing sites?
Dexter Astrofong: Never mind clem...this upcoming TV dub improv is a good time for a afkfr
wydd: no, catherwood. dex wants you
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside wydd and asks "Did you want me?"
Dexter Astrofong: C'wood is kinda dim
wydd: catherwood, can we have your resignation please?
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past wydd
wake (the flake): can you guys hear it?
wydd: I can't hear it
Mudhead: no problems here
Dexter Astrofong: bakb
Dexter Astrofong: Anybody here heard from Kend^ since his brief appearence several week ago?
wake (the flake): I just made some chili and cornbread last night.
wake (the flake): MMMmmmmmmmmmmmm
Dexter Astrofong: Anybody here *not* heard from Kend^ since his brief appearence several week ago
Dexter Astrofong: ?
wydd: chili is always better the day after
Dexter Astrofong: After what?
wydd: after you make it
Dexter Astrofong: he said make it heh heh
wydd: I make it with textured vegetable protein these days
wydd: catherwood, jrhtgyuertyuikjhgf
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to wydd and says "Stop typing gibberish, wydd!"
Dexter Astrofong: Siykebt Green?
Dexter Astrofong: Silent
wake (the flake): you are right wydd... that's why I will have it for lunch today with several friends (I made a big pot)
Dexter Astrofong: He said big pot..cough cough
wake (the flake): Soylent Green?
wydd: silent spring
wake (the flake): -----------> IS PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dexter Astrofong: wake No Silent green, he was pre talkies with Theda Bara
wydd: the trailer was better than the movie
wake (the flake): Charleton Heston??? said that?
Dexter Astrofong: He made the transition to talkies but he was a mute, so hence the name
wydd: I saw the movie many years after I saw the previews on tv and it was a letdown
wydd: it's an alright film though
Dexter Astrofong: all right!!?? it's Conservative propoganda
wydd: hmm?
wydd: conservationist, you mean
Dexter Astrofong: Wake: Soylent green = Eat the poor
Dexter Astrofong: 1 pound ground poolboy only $4.99
wake (the flake): wait a minute.. that CNI radio link just sent me a file called listen.pls
wydd: that's a modest proposal
Dexter Astrofong: Vegatarians: One pound gardener's helper only $2.99
PortablePocketTweeny: lol
Dexter Astrofong: ))
wake (the flake): how much for a kilo?
wydd: if soylent green is people, what is soylent blue?
Dexter Astrofong: Dolphins
wydd: and how can people be green?
wake (the flake): boysenberries?
PortablePocketTweeny: >>Dexter Astrofong: Anybody here heard from Kend^ since his brief appearence several week ago?<< I get comedic emails from him pretty much every day
wydd: interesting. I wonder why I'm not on his mailing list
wake (the flake): who is this Kend^ person?
wake (the flake): ppt?
wydd: it was interesting to see joseph cotten in soylent green
wydd: I thought he had retired and only did orson welles films anyway
wake (the flake): I just got a hold of a rare Bogart film noir... he's with Barbie Stanwyk
wydd: kend is more commonly known as doc headphones
wydd: or something like that
wydd: he's here so rarely these days, I've forgotten his name
wydd: bogart and barbara stanwyck? don't think I've seen it
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Astrofong - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
wake (the flake): he poisons his first wife and then goes to work on his second.
wydd: come on. three of us are asleep and only one is wake?
wake (the flake): a wake
wydd: where is everybody?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
wake (the flake): BRB
Mudhead: Im still here
wydd: so am I
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Dexter Astrofong falls out at 10:03 PM.
wydd: good to see you again, dex
PortablePocketTweeny: Je suis ici
Dexter Astrofong: Well!!! I timed out...this hasn't happened to me since "L"
wydd: moi aussi
Dexter Astrofong: Anzac anyone?
wydd: is that anything like prozac?
PortablePocketTweeny: beat me to it
Dexter Astrofong: Sure!! If you wan't to
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:07 PM, dragging H. Stones by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
wydd: Welcome Stones
H. Stones: Greetings
Dexter Astrofong: Good evening Stones
wydd: hemlock stones gathers no moss
PortablePocketTweeny: Hail and well met, Stones
H. Stones: Moss, who needs it ?
Dexter Astrofong: No Blue moss'esses for hemlock
Mudhead: I'll take some
H. Stones: Sadly, Honey still cannot be with us as she is now in Hospital in Albaquerque
Dexter Astrofong: Catherwood bring Mudhead a Soylent Green straight up please
||||||||| Catherwood gives mudhead a soylent green straight up.
Mudhead: lovely
wydd: is there anything on cni right now?
Mudhead: yes
wydd: straight up what?
Dexter Astrofong: Stones we heard earlier a brief bulletin from Poop
||||||||| 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 Bunnyboy gets out at 10:10 PM.
Dexter Astrofong: What more can you tell us
Bunnyboy: lo dere
Mudhead: Hi Stones, give honey my wish for a rapid recovery
Bunnyboy: Get well soon, cat!
Dexter Astrofong: Hey BBoy
PortablePocketTweeny: Hour Hour episodes
H. Stones: ah thats good, Poop was a little hesitant about mentioning it
PortablePocketTweeny: Hey Bun
wake (the flake): well the day is catching up to me.
Bunnyboy: Gennlemun.
H. Stones: she has had the same type of operation that Clinton had today
Bunnyboy: Nite, wake!
wake (the flake): I gotta go.
||||||||| "10:11 PM? I'm late!" exclaims wake (the flake), who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Dexter Astrofong: Come again Wake ))
Bunnyboy: Any takers for the Oregon and California FST shows, this summer?
Mudhead: if i eat one more bacon bacon sammich i will need one too
Bunnyboy: Mud: But it will be worth it!
Mudhead: sorry, cant fly
Dexter Astrofong: A comedic bridge too far I'm afraid Bunny
Bunnyboy: Dex: Aw, c'mon! Joe made it all the way from R.I.
wydd: joe who?
Dexter Astrofong: Mud: One half pound Loggerhead gruel= Less Cholestrol
Mudhead: joe mama?
Dexter Astrofong: Yeah Who?!!
Dexter Astrofong: Lyndon Baines Johnson I guess
wydd: LBJ is from RI?
Dexter Astrofong: Sure!! If you want
Mudhead: no, hes from Tx, Bush is from New Haven
Dexter Astrofong: Wonder if Bergman and Proctor new Bush?
Mudhead: as a state, let me say:We're sorry
Dexter Astrofong: knew
ah,clem: nytol
PortablePocketTweeny: Thanks so much, clem, I know you're not feeling well
||||||||| 10:16 PM -- ah,clem left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Mudhead: nyt ah,clem
Merlyn: and me
PortablePocketTweeny: Really good of you
wydd: really good of who?
Dexter Astrofong: Thanks Clem and I'm snowed in so don't have to park
wydd: well, can we find a subject to discuss?
Dexter Astrofong: llan: Clem was saying his good nights and shout outs
H. Stones: how much snow do you have, Fong ?
PortablePocketTweeny: Good of clem to do a show tonight, LL. He's not been feeling well
Bunnyboy: What is this? Clinton, cat AND clem?
wydd: here, I'll suggest one. the pope's karma. discuss
Dexter Astrofong: About 9-10 inches but in Manhattan it gets plowed and melted by all the steam pipes under ground real quick
PortablePocketTweeny: lol
Mudhead: the popes karma ran over m y dogma
Bunnyboy: Superceded by his dogma, wydd.
PortablePocketTweeny: what does the Pope drive?
PortablePocketTweeny: Good one, Mud
Bunnyboy: What does The Pope's car sound like? DomineDomineDomineDomine...
Dexter Astrofong: Tpmy Alamo doesn't like the pope
Dexter Astrofong: Tony
wydd: Very good, BB
Mudhead: my bedtime approachs
Mudhead: gnite dear fiends
Bunnyboy: Nite, RIchard!
||||||||| Mudhead departs at 10:21 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
H. Stones: gnite Mud
Merlyn: nite mud
Dexter Astrofong: Happy Birthday Mudhed
wydd: I didn't get to say goodnight to anyone tonight. they keep leaving so fast
Bunnyboy: There'll be no heel unturned...
Dexter Astrofong: llan: Say good night to me a I'll be sure to hang around a while
Merlyn: I'll be going soon, say goodnight to me, gracie
Dexter Astrofong: Good Grace you Nightship
Dexter Astrofong: your
Dexter Astrofong: brb
Dexter Astrofong: afkfr
wydd: goodnight dex and merl
Bunnyboy: Nite, Merlyn! I'll get you some small MP3 samples, soon, re: the anime.
Bunnyboy: Nite, Dex!
Merlyn: ok, thanks BB, did you check out the katawa shoujo website?
H. Stones: i better be going too folks, stay safe and stay warm if you can
PortablePocketTweeny: Everybody have a fun week, and stay warm...
H. Stones: see you next week
wydd: nite tween
H. Stones: nighty night
wydd: nite stones
||||||||| PortablePocketTweeny is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:27 PM.
Bunnyboy: Merl: I did. Haven't probed deep into the torrents yet, but will before I hit the keys.
Bunnyboy: Nite Hem!
Merlyn: no rush on that music by the way BB, I just got the animation SW today
Dexter Astrofong: IB
Merlyn waves
wydd: well, I'm getting tired myself. see you all next week
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 10:27 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bunnyboy: Oooh, cool. What suite?
Dexter Astrofong: The presidential ...Sweet!!
Bunnyboy: Nite wydd!
Dexter Astrofong: and Night all who left
Bunnyboy: Oh, it's the swinging door suite!
||||||||| Around 10:29 PM, H. Stones walks off into the sunset...
Bunnyboy: Dex, ya wanna call it?
Dexter Astrofong: The Swinging Door, next doo and down the street from The Smokey Club on Boardway
Bunnyboy: Ya gonna go see LOOPED on Broadway?
Dexter Astrofong emits Turkey in search of other Turkey call
Bunnyboy: That's not the whole title. It's starring Valerie Harper, as Tallulah Bankhead.
Dexter Astrofong: Wazz Looped?
Dexter Astrofong: other than,,,,you know
Bunnyboy: Cain't remember the title. LOOPED is in it. It's about a looping session for Bankhead's last film, DIE! DIE, MY DARLING!
Bunnyboy: Fer real.
Dexter Astrofong: Hm..I saw a show on Off broadway...42nd St and *th with Tovah Feldshu as Talulah
Dexter Astrofong: 8th
Bunnyboy: Title?
Dexter Astrofong: Left after First Act
Dexter Astrofong: Talulah? don't remember anything but it wasn't good
Bunnyboy: TALLULAH HALLELUJAH, sez Playbill.
Dexter Astrofong: Bunny you are incredible!!
Bunnyboy: 9 years ago.
Bunnyboy: Can't help it.
Dexter Astrofong: Does it say what night I was their
Dexter Astrofong: there
Bunnyboy: I know entirely too much about too little.
Bunnyboy: That far I ain't got. But Amazon has the soundtrack listed.
Dexter Astrofong: I suspect that you are not so narrow..maybe leaning towards "Generalism" rather that "Specialism"?
Dexter Astrofong: In other words...Ain't all this shit really interesting =))
Bunnyboy: I'm like a pig in truffles. It's all good...even when it ain't.
Dexter Astrofong: Perhaps sometime I can entertain you with my collection of Delta Airline ETAs
Bunnyboy: With the hideous side effect of being engulfed in analog, magnetic and digital media.
Dexter Astrofong: 2003 was particularly interesting
Dexter Astrofong: Just eremember to wear your alumium foil helmet
Bunnyboy: All the cool kids are wearing mylar touks, these days.
Dexter Astrofong: and those voices in your head are only the A&R guys
Dexter Astrofong: Ah zee MYlar Touques....the sauce just slides off then
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| wydd - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Astrofong: Bye llan
Bunnyboy: Babe's vehicle and entertainment system would be Segway and an iPhone, now.
Dexter Astrofong: Babe Ruth, Snooks, or Newirth?
Bunnyboy: BABE = PB in HCYBITPAO...
Dexter Astrofong: Babe Ruth I bet
Dexter Astrofong: He'd use a telestrator to point where his famous HR was gonna go
Bunnyboy: "What a groove!
Bunnyboy: "
Dexter Astrofong: Today ay ay ay, is the uh uh uh, the pointiest day ayay
Bunnyboy: Gehrig, now?
Dexter Astrofong: Ah Gehrig, he could have been a friend of Der Schnifter
Bunnyboy: They're re-filming DAMN YANKEES, with Jake Gyllenhall and (ugh) Jim Carrey.
Dexter Astrofong: but unfortunately he vas Jewish
Bunnyboy: "Somebody STOP him!"
Dexter Astrofong: BB: who gonna be Lola...maybe lady GaGa
Bunnyboy: Naw, that'd be fun.
Dexter Astrofong: A Dance mix of "You Gotta Have Heart"
Bunnyboy: No announcement. Who WASN'T in NINE?
Dexter Astrofong: Tiger Woods?
Bunnyboy: Well, there's a question: Will they go the cougar route, or cast a teenager?
Dexter Astrofong: A cougar with a beard?
Bunnyboy: I did YANKEES in college. Got to sing dat Bb, in "Heart".
Dexter Astrofong: Ellen DeGeneris?
Bunnyboy: Aw, to hell with it. Bring in Shirley Maclaine!
Dexter Astrofong: Her Astologist says NG
Dexter Astrofong: Okay then BB) night
Bunnyboy: They'll probably snag Madonna.
Bunnyboy: nite Dex! Happy Holiday Cavalcade!
Bunnyboy: (Chinese New Year, Valentines, Presidents Day, Mardi Gras, Ash Wednesday...)
Bunnyboy: Oh, and the Olympics! Feh!
||||||||| At 10:55 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...
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Astrofong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah,clem
Bunnyboy
c's
Dexter Astrofong
H. Stones
Merlyn
Mudhead
PortablePocketTweeny
Principalpoop
wake (the flake)
wydd URL References:
http://katawa-shoujo.com
http://www.fishermanrestaurant.com/directions.htm

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"