Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
05/06/2010

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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 May 06, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Fireball', just granted probation at 7:02 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
Fireball:

Ello!

My, it will be pleasant to ‘ave you ‘ere!
I’ve not had any company in this dank and dismal cell
for forty long
and miserable years.
[Reading] I was imprisoned by a faceless people
for a crime
of which I had no knowledge
and certainly did not commit.
But what of that?
In me spare time,
I have been pursuing me ‘obby,
which is writin’ a Great Prison Novel.

In the beginning,
I wrote with an ink composed of parts of me own blood.
However, this would not make an acceptable carbon,
so I acquired an electric typewriter.
I am proud to present you
with the first edition of me saga
of eternal torment
(profusely illustrated)

titled “Leather Thighs”!
Fireball:

No, no, no!

Don’t you guys see?

The System is here for your protection!

I’m not afraid!

All I want is a chance to clear my name!

Look, we live and operate under the Due Process of Law.

The Innocent have nothing to fear.

Only the Guilty will suffer!
Fireball:

Last week,

our Patient successfully survived the common cold,
measles,
pneumonia,
dengue fever,

and the yaws . . .
||||||||| Fireball leaves to catch the 7:05 AM train to Bellingham.
||||||||| 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 RedPillTweeny falls out at 4:19 PM.
||||||||| It's 4:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "7:52 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Billville."
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"no few minutes tonight, see you next week"'
||||||||| ah,clem is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 7:54 PM.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:29 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Polling Stones coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Polling Stones - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 06, 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?"
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:01 PM and late as usual, it's RadioFreeTweeny, just back from Texas."
||||||||| 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 Fong gets out at 9:01 PM.
RadioFreeTweeny: Evenin' all
Dexter Fong: Hello
Dexter Fong: Hello
Dexter Fong: Helo
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny
RadioFreeTweeny: Ed Stiffner?
Dexter Fong: Oh foo, no CNI tonight
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'cease', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
RadioFreeTweeny: NO??
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat
Dexter Fong: No CNI tonight
RadioFreeTweeny: Was just chatting with JL earlier
RadioFreeTweeny: Huh
Dexter Fong: Maybe it was something you said
cease: i hope ah clem is well
Dexter Fong: Ask Tweeny
RadioFreeTweeny: He didn't
Dexter Fong: Didn't what?
RadioFreeTweeny: He didn't mention that he was feeling poorly
cease: he says it'll be back next week.
RadioFreeTweeny: I'm in the CNI chat right now seeing if I can get some info
Dexter Fong: So...he has no legitimate excuse for this breach of contract
RadioFreeTweeny: OK, well, his health has been pretty shaky since he caught Lyme disease
RadioFreeTweeny: Maybe just really tired
RadioFreeTweeny: lol Dex
RadioFreeTweeny: A class-action suit, that's what I say!
||||||||| 9:07 PM: Merlyn 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!"
Dexter Fong: Well, at least he won't get scurvy
Merlyn: a class action zoot suit
Dexter Fong: Olla Vato!!
Dexter Fong: You can't say that kinda stuff in Arizona no more
RadioFreeTweeny: Very classy, Merlyn
Dexter Fong: Gimme a one-way ticket to Pachucoville
cease: we could listen to raido free oz, if you havent heard it
Dexter Fong: Okay, where do I sign up
cease: i coulndt get in to the usual site today but there are other ways in
cease: http://www.facebook.com/l/82644;rfo.chromiumswitch.org
Dexter Fong: You mean a ......back door?
cease: phil fountain said oz is now on some podcast central thing which is where i heard it
cease: i complained about it on the rfo facebook page and tom gedwillo got back to me with the above link
Dexter Fong: I've got it and I've got it
cease: its been on for a couple of weeks now. you havent heard it b4?
RadioFreeTweeny: Podcasts and RSS feed now available for Peter Bergman's Radio Free Oz <>http://rfo.chromiumswitch.org/> . First show is Earth Day! from April 22nd.
Dexter Fong: I'm listening to Cinco de Mayo which you can't get in Arizona no more
RadioFreeTweeny: That's the email I got from CS
cease: today's show is kinda confusing. he talks about "tomorrow's show" on several occaisons but yesterday said friday's show would be a repeat
cease: who wants to sink in mayonaise anyway
||||||||| "9:16 PM? 9:16 PM!!" says Catherwood, "catherwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as catherwydd enters and sits on the couch.
catherwydd: sdfghjk
Dexter Fong: I'm sinking in the salsa which you also can't get in Arizona no more
cease: hi llan
catherwydd: good evening
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
catherwydd: cinco de bismark
Dexter Fong: Achtung Jefe!
catherwydd: I watched an old british film a little while ago called Edge of the World
catherwydd: it was excellent
catherwydd: it was about the manson family
catherwydd: but a different one
Dexter Fong: Mansion?
catherwydd: I keep getting this film clip on my screen
catherwydd: no it was about a scottish island that had to be evacuated
catherwydd: the main characters were named Manson
catherwydd: I recommend the film actually
cease: why is this manson family famous?
catherwydd: I'm sorry. I'm monopolizing the coversation
catherwydd: e
Dexter Fong: I'm sorry llan, were you saying something?
catherwydd: good question, cease
Dexter Fong wonders what Tweeny is up to
catherwydd: I watched an italian movie called Bicycle Thieves last night and that was excellent as well
cease: i saw that long ago. it was depressing then, probably still is
Dexter Fong: llan: That's an old Italian Classic, De Sica was it?
catherwydd: but it has an important message
Dexter Fong: Don't be stealing Bikes
catherwydd: right, dex
catherwydd: I've still got another de sica film to watch called Umberto D. I'll probably get to that on saturday
Dexter Fong: Are you like running through all the old but important Italian Films
cease: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Chang_%28chef%29
Dexter Fong: Rome Open City
catherwydd: catching up on them
Dexter Fong: Cat: What's that link for?
cease: david chang, the hottest chef in nyc.
Dexter Fong: Not sushi then
cease: yuoung korean guy. i first heard about him in new yorker profile, then an interview with charlie rose
catherwydd: all I get is a white screen
cease: the koreans are WAY into meat.
Merlyn: hot as in spicy?
cease: ssam bar is the only one of his restaurants to make the list of world's best restaurants
Dexter Fong: Warm deliscious drink of meat
cease: i dont eat meat very often, but i'd certainly like to see what chang can do, and why he's so revered
Merlyn: paul is revered
Merlyn: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IncrediblyLamePun
Dexter Fong: Both as a silversmith and horseman
catherwydd: interesting. I knew a korean named david chung
cease: is he the hottest chef in nyc?
catherwydd: no relation I'm sure but I guess koreans like the name david
cease: maybe it encourages them against japan and china goliaths
Dexter Fong: They also like Moon and Park
Dexter Fong: David Chang's Moon Park Dinner
Dexter Fong: or is it Moon Pork
catherwydd: good one, cease
cease: is tween off talking to clem?
catherwydd: strange there are so few of us tonight
Dexter Fong: Yes
Dexter Fong: Dunno Cat
cease: very sparsely attended
catherwydd: that wmv just popped up again. I don't know why I'm getting that
catherwydd: then I get an error message saying it won't play
Merlyn: wmv?
RadioFreeTweeny: It is indeed a small room
Dexter Fong: Weapons of mass vegetation
cease: looks like those new folks we got from the sunday chat have all gone away
Dexter Fong: Yeah
Dexter Fong: Well BloodyL being in England and all that.......
cease: just like stones
catherwydd: just got it again. windows media viewer
cease: i hope honey is ok
Dexter Fong: Stones seems to have far more flexible hours
Dexter Fong participates in the awkward pause
catherwydd: you just said the awk word
Dexter Fong: awk scuse meeeeeee!!
Dexter Fong: What I don't understand is that Tweeny has been absent a long time but he hasn't turned gray and gotten reaped
catherwydd: he probably found the fountain of youth like ponce de leon
cease: phil fountain? doing great graphic work for rfo
cease: the highlight of the site
Dexter Fong: Fill the fountain.....kiss that girl
catherwydd: you don't need to phil the fountain. its already phull
||||||||| Outside, the 9:48 PM crosstown bus from Washington pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Bunnyboy: Greets
cease: is anyone else having trouble getting into the regular rfo site?
Dexter Fong: Hiyah BB
cease: hi bunny
catherwydd: Hey BB
Dexter Fong: Cat: I used the link you posted...got right in
Bunnyboy: I'm streaming the last 3, count 'em 3, RFOs.
Dexter Fong: At once?
Bunnyboy: Oops. I should say *downloading* same...
cease: yes dex that's tom's link. its good, as is that podcast empire thing
Bunnyboy: iTunes.
Dexter Fong: ah *downloading*
Merlyn: yes cat, I can't get the regular RFO website
cease: can yo still get into the old rfo site, bun?
cease: so maybe it
Merlyn: but my iTunes has downloaded 4 podcasts
cease: it's offline now, we're all supposed to go to tom's site or this other commercial thing
Bunnyboy: ...'cause the other thing...that's an old stoner trick. Or beat. Or dada.
Merlyn: the podcasting site is not the rfo website
Bunnyboy: Or...What You Will.
cease: would there be a firesign theatre without dada?
Dexter Fong: Being of sound mind and body I hereby bequeath
catherwydd: dada is absurdism. firesign is not
Dexter Fong: Reduction ad absurdem, eh llan?
catherwydd: all their material has a meaning even when it sounds absurd
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:53 PM and Principalpoop bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: good evening
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
cease: or you could say that dada was a reaction to ww1, firesign to the vietnam war
catherwydd: Hey Prncpl
cease: hi poop
Bunnyboy: wydd: Q.E.D.
Bunnyboy: lo poop!
cease: in one of the hour hours, they talk about dada at yale and it obviously had an influence on proctor and bergman
catherwydd: quit eating donuts?
Bunnyboy: Bunnette snagged us tix to see CANDIDE, at the 5th Avenue Theatre, in Seattle.
Dexter Fong: lol llan
cease: i hpe everyone is enjoying the hour hours jive is broadcasting on sunday nights. there've been 16 of them now
Bunnyboy: Mmmmm...
Principalpoop: without dada and mama none of us would be here
catherwydd: well, I can see the influence
cease: great book, bun
Dexter Fong: Cat: !16! wow!!
Dexter Fong: thats 32 hours
Bunnyboy: cat: I concur.
Dexter Fong: of nearly virgin FST
catherwydd: that damn wmp again
cease: 15 of them are about 90 minutes long, one only 35 minutes for some reason
Principalpoop: who are you calling a wimp? please? sir? I am sorry I asked sir. nevermind
Dexter Fong: Cat: I hope you been recording them and transferring them to cd (hopefully) or mp3
Dexter Fong: Cat: The one that's 35 minutes may be the one where they played Dwarf
Bunnyboy: The Bernstein version they're mounting is a new, successful re-working, originally staged a few years ago in Scotland. First timers in the States.
cease: they're too long to put on cds as wavs unless i cut them up, dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah I can see....
cease: i tried to put one on a dvd put my burner/software wouldnt do it
Principalpoop: hard to cut cds, you need a laser
Dexter Fong: Or the jaws of life/death
Principalpoop: the guy who wrote jaws was robert benchleys son, what a world
Merlyn: oh, that benchley?
Dexter Fong: poop: yep
cease: most youngens would have no idea who robert benchley was, poop
Merlyn: a friend of mine has some You Bet Your Life episodes on 16mm
catherwydd: and it wouldn't have become a classic if it weren't for his name
Principalpoop: llan has many neighbors like him, probably
Dexter Fong: I used to go to after school activity with him
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RadioFreeTweeny - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Merlyn: one has Phyllis Diller's first appearance before she went into comedy
Principalpoop: with who?
Merlyn: and one has robert Bloch who won and he said he could finish his book, which turned out to be Psycho
catherwydd: neighbors like robert benchley? not quite
Dexter Fong: poop: RObert Benchley
Merlyn: don't recall pp
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| "10:01 PM? 10:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Elayne should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Elayne enters and sits on the couch.
Principalpoop: where is your answer cat???
Elayne: Evenin' all! Is it Thursday yet?
Dexter Fong: Hi E
cease: i had a few of his books. really funny
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'RadioFreeTweeny', just granted probation at 10:01 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
catherwydd: Hi Elayne
Principalpoop: HI e
cease: hey el
Principalpoop: wb tween
Merlyn: sex life of a polyp
Dexter Fong: wb Tweeny, where you been, bro?
Bunnyboy: Lo Elayne!
Principalpoop: if people find you walking around your study with a paperbag over your head, telling them you were trying to cure hiccups does not go over well
Dexter Fong: poop: you could just be a disgruntled sports fan with a really bad team
catherwydd: well, can you think of a better excuse?
RadioFreeTweeny: Browser problems
Principalpoop: practicing in case I go blind??
Elayne: Hang on, be right back.
RadioFreeTweeny: How are things with you, Dex
Dexter Fong: Tween: YOu still running that down market, chop shop, privateer stuff?
cease: we'll be here
RadioFreeTweeny: lol P
catherwydd: tell them there are things you just can't bear to look at in your study
Principalpoop: hanging on
Principalpoop: barely
RadioFreeTweeny: Just a really old Powerbook
Dexter Fong: Tween, things are....interesting....interesting, but okay
Principalpoop: another good one llan
RadioFreeTweeny: Will be switching to Ubuntu soon
cease: sounds african.
RadioFreeTweeny: Sounds like the old Chinese curse, "May you live in interesting times"
RadioFreeTweeny: It think it is actually, cease
catherwydd: I speak fluent ubuntu
RadioFreeTweeny: A really god flavor of Linux which can easily replace OS X in my setup
Principalpoop: Ubuntu did not recognize my old graphics card, I would have to manually make it find and use it, i will be an idiot with plug and play instead, sorry
RadioFreeTweeny: For the internet, at least
Dexter Fong: I'm running M'tume over Monkey Monkey Gris Gris
catherwydd: it's a dialect of swahili
RadioFreeTweeny: Yeah, there are problems with Linux drivers for older hardware, P
RadioFreeTweeny: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Principalpoop: i have written drivers, not difficult, but you need to know what the hell you are doing
RadioFreeTweeny: Off to the kitchen myself...
Principalpoop: i don't know anymore hehe
Principalpoop: so what is the rod?
catherwydd: why are you guys afk when you've got catherwood to get you whatever you want
||||||||| Catherwood gets you whatever you want.
catherwydd: LOL
Principalpoop: lool
cease: can he piss for me?
catherwydd: and anythynge you want to as well
Principalpoop: that costs extra cat, get the Premium C
Bunnyboy: Catherwood is packing wood.
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Bunnyboy and asks "Something I can help with?"
catherwydd: catherwood, get rid of that damn wmv, will you?
||||||||| Catherwood gets rid of that damn wmv will you.
Bunnyboy: No!
Bunnyboy runs away from Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Bunnyboy
Bunnyboy: Phew!
Principalpoop: that was close
Principalpoop: tap tap
Dexter Fong: back
Principalpoop: wb fong
Principalpoop: how can I make my ripping retorts when no one torts
catherwydd: I think the c,d, and e are taking a toll on my left middle finger
Principalpoop: tort damn you tort
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:12 PM and Elayne2 bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: WB E
Elayne2: Dang, kicked myself out. Sorry about that.
catherwydd: wb, elayne
Principalpoop: stop kicking yourself
Bunnyboy: Yeah, save some of the fun for us!
Principalpoop: i would not kick somebody who was down, until they were handcuffed
cease: i heard cbc intrerview with daniel clowes today. i'd like to read his new book
catherwydd: "windows media player can not play the file that you have chosen..." I'm getting tired of this
RadioFreeTweeny: lol P
Principalpoop: get quicktime llan
cease: if "read" is the correct term.
catherwydd: sounds great. catherwood, get me quicktime
||||||||| Catherwood gets catherwydd quicktime.
Merlyn: that was quick
catherwydd: and just in time
catherwydd: who is daniel clowes. I'm not familiar
cease: grphic novelist.
catherwydd: aha
Principalpoop: i just googled him
cease: the flick ghostworld was made from one ofhis novels
Principalpoop: in the nick of time
cease: when elayne took me a comic store in nyc, i picked up one of his books
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: I am reading a biography of lyndon johnson, the senate years, fascinating
catherwydd: the man who would not be president
catherwydd: perhaps he would rather have been right
cease: he was pres when the firesign started
cease: they made many jokes about him
Principalpoop: sure
catherwydd: he is the first president I remember
catherwydd: I used to think his first name was president and his last name was johnson
Principalpoop: i had sticker shock looking at the prices of 'comic books now' lordy
catherwydd: till I bought the Arrow Book of Presidents in 1968 and saw his picture. then it dawned on me
Principalpoop: i recall when they went from 10 cents to 12
cease: yes, they coast as much as expensive food, poop
Principalpoop: that is an idea, name your son or daughter president...
catherwydd: a foot-long stick of bubble gum was only a nickel
cease: firesign hada play where lbj kills rfk
catherwydd: Big Buddy, it was called
Dexter Fong: Keep getting times out
cease: dont think i ever heard it but proc talks about it occasionally
Principalpoop: they had a gig in DC i think, when JFK was shot
cease: no, reagan was shot
Bunnyboy: I actually paid 6 bucks for the first issue of HUSK, a French import from the Marvel folks. Lotsa pages, but sheesh!
Principalpoop: oops ok
Principalpoop: which time? oh that was ford
catherwydd: no, there was no firesign during the jfk admin
cease: jfk was before firesign but bergman was working in the senate then,
cease: knew rfk
Dexter Fong: Poop maybe it was buffalo and Garfiled
Dexter Fong: Garfield
Dexter Fong: they shot the kitty
Principalpoop: Taft? Taft?
Dexter Fong: Taft Taft! Is this thing on Taft!!
cease: i heard a couple of funny jokes about taft on maron's podcast last week
catherwydd: salt water taft
Principalpoop: one of our more humorous presidents
cease: http://wtfpod.libsyn.com/
cease: the steve pearl interview
Principalpoop: my god, it did try to open in quicktime, i need to adjust my file settings
Dexter Fong: Start with a bastard file then go to the little traingular one
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne2 - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: i wish rfo was as good as maron.
Dexter Fong: Without Procmer .....ya know?
Principalpoop: what is his last name? looks like cheech
cease: ossman is useful. is poems at the end are particularly good
Dexter Fong: That's Church
Principalpoop: i cannot find my triangular file, how about a personnel file? nail?
Dexter Fong: Yeah but Pergman just dominates...Proc can keep him in check
cease: indeed, dex. thats a problem with rfo
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu have-a E-nail...we ix
Dexter Fong: fix it pronto
Principalpoop: pronto? what is his last name? looks like tonto
Dexter Fong: Tonto..he from toronto
Principalpoop: who was the guy with captain john smith?
catherwydd: pronto was in the italian version of the lone ranger
Principalpoop: pinto? binto? bingo
Dexter Fong: That little cabin boy?
Principalpoop: that is just an ugly rumor
Dexter Fong: That was roger Jolly...Jolly Roger they called him
Principalpoop: squinto?
Principalpoop: squanto
Dexter Fong: Sometimes it was a group roger Nudge Nudge Wink WInk
catherwydd: squinto was the one with the coke bottle glasses
Dexter Fong: Squanto mo ramma
cease: bottles? pretty soon i'd drink anything
Principalpoop: died the plane crash, with Huddy Bolly
Dexter Fong: oh oh oh squanto mo ramma
cease: byby ms canadian pie
Principalpoop: in
Dexter Fong: and Bobby Ledbetter
Principalpoop: illegal step-father of tommy horsefinger
Dexter Fong: Cat: Speaking of by by CA, it's hi hi CA since local ABC affiliate startd broadcasting new Da Vinci episode
cease: new?
cease: i thought the show was long gone
Principalpoop: drove my chevy to the levy, but mrs levy said to hit the road jack
catherwydd: da vinci is still around?
catherwydd: I'd like to meet him some time
Dexter Fong: new as in they stopped insequence and started rebroadcasting previously aired episodes
cease: aha
catherwydd: I've never watched da vinci
Principalpoop: dada vinci, we talked of him earlier
Dexter Fong: llan: It's interesting in that it's based on a real person and real events, done in canada without explosions, and car chases and razzle dazzle and often sounds improvised
Dexter Fong: It's about Van Couver. Home of th SAINTED Cat
Dexter Fong: Domini DOmini your all catholics now
Principalpoop: sounds rather intellectual, poopoo on that
cease: the guy was mayor of vanocuver. quite a good mayor
Bunnyboy: Gotta sneak away. Later!
Dexter Fong: poo poo is easy for you to say poo poop
||||||||| Around 10:41 PM, Bunnyboy walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: e doop
Principalpoop: hip hop bunnyboy
Principalpoop: says the pooper
RadioFreeTweeny: Have a great week, folks...
Principalpoop: but ok ok, if I get the chance, I will try it
catherwydd: Nite Tween
||||||||| RadioFreeTweeny departs at 10:41 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Principalpoop: thanks tween, night
cease: you too tween
Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny, hope you get your system settled down
Principalpoop: i watched some segments of valley of the dolls on youtbute the other day, a depressing movie, but oh the changes going on
Dexter Fong: Yah know, railroads was a great thing...yah could go ta sleep in a box car in Buffalo and wake up in Chicago
Principalpoop: i was too young to see it when it came out
Dexter Fong: in a cattle car
Principalpoop: you still can
cease: if you're a cow
Principalpoop: mooo
Dexter Fong: Nope yah can't son, it's all containerization now
Principalpoop: mostly yes, but I still see box cars, roanoke is a hub
Principalpoop: i could almost throw a rock and hit a train
Dexter Fong: a hub, bub?
catherwydd: you could hop a train if you really tried
cease: we havea lot of trains in north van too
Principalpoop: lots and lots of those double decker tractor trailer containers now
Dexter Fong: Why raonoke is the gateway to the Smokey mountains of Chesterfield
catherwydd: might be dangerous though
Principalpoop: always was llan
cease: you know the firesigny bit about zippy the clown and johnny cash jumping a train
catherwydd: don't know that one
Principalpoop: like superman jumping a building?
Dexter Fong: Cat: No...sounds kinda promising
cease: ou were there, dex. they did it at the nyc show you saw
cease: i got it on tape from somebody
catherwydd: I'm reminded of a part of 3 Faces of Al, though
Principalpoop: i don't remember many zippy the clown references
Dexter Fong: Well just cause I ws there doesn't mean I wasn't stoned
cease: or more accurately they played the tape, it was orignally from bergman's brief Digital Diner show
cease: yes, nick on the train to hell or wherever
cease: ausin and his pals did a 2 part train to hell thing on their Hollywood NIghtshift show
Dexter Fong: without a script too
cease: nightshift? no i dont think that was scripted, though they probably brought it some stuff
Dexter Fong wonders when this "urban myth" type of thing about clowns being scary began
Principalpoop: i wonder the same thing fong
Dexter Fong: Cat: Meant Nick on the train improvising about Dog yard teeth and etc
catherwydd: when I was a kid, there were funny clowns and there were scary clowns
Principalpoop: smaller kids are afraid, but afraid of everything, merry go rounds, clowns, santa claus
catherwydd: sometimes the scary ones meant to be funny
Principalpoop: no no, we had funny and sad, and mean, i don't remember scary
Dexter Fong: Poop: It cetainly wasn't around when I was growing up an gowing to Ringling Bros and B&Bailey, and Cole Bros circuses
Principalpoop: right
Principalpoop: maybe the superman show
Principalpoop: when the good clown is replaced by an evil clown
catherwydd: I never believed in santa claus
Dexter Fong: Clark Kent *is* Emmet Kelley
Principalpoop: i still do
catherwydd: so I couldn't be scared of him
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'catherwyyd', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:54 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
cease: sounds very italian
Principalpoop: a big huge old man in a red suit? should be afraid of him lol
Dexter Fong: llan: C'wood dissed you big time
Dexter Fong: You gonna take that
catherwydd: pardon me for having an identity crisis this evening
cease: good thing its only this evening
Principalpoop: give him a piece of my mind nancy
Dexter Fong: You have any kind of identity problem, get the fuck out of Arizona
catherwydd: that's because I call him Cathy
Dexter Fong: Wood you do it
Principalpoop: ahhh, and when did this fear of female clowns begin?
cease: i prefer clowes to clowns
Dexter Fong: It was Lilith...she got all undressed real funny like
Principalpoop: show me your papers, to prove you are you and not me.....
catherwydd: the first nightmare I can remember involved a female of a sort of clown variety
Dexter Fong: If I were you, I'd be asking me for my papers
catherwydd: but she was black and orange and everyone called her a statue
Principalpoop: hehe tell us more hehe
Principalpoop: and do you have your papers? let me see them.. you show first
catherwydd: tell you more? you wouldn't believe it
Dexter Fong: Let me guess, you'd just returned from an exhibition of African Art
Dexter Fong: Or a Picasso show
catherwydd: well, now that you mention it...
cease: speaking of art, barry lopez was on last episode of bill moyers last friday
catherwydd: actually no. I don't remember that part
Principalpoop: ahh an anita bryant nightmare, how horrible
Dexter Fong: don't mention oit
cease: one of my fave authors, Of Woleves and Men and others
catherwydd: bill moyers, that old stuffed shirt
cease: he moved to nyc from la when he was 11. described seeing his first Vermeer at the Frick. a life changing experience
Dexter Fong: HEY LIGHTen up Nancy...Moyers is a man of great conscience
Principalpoop: a new dealer in a world of wall street boys and fools
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| catherwyyd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Cat: Who's barry lopez
cease: google him
Dexter Fong: google yourself, vato
Principalpoop: shortstop for the angels, right?
Dexter Fong: Another thing you can't say in Arizona
catherwydd: barry lopez was the guy that sang Lemon Tree
Merlyn: hey, c u next time
Principalpoop: night M, thanks
Dexter Fong: That was Trini Valdez
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
catherwydd: Nite Merlyn
cease: Lemon Car
cease: by merl
Principalpoop: that was trini, squini? tricycle?
||||||||| Merlyn leaves at 11:01 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..."
catherwydd: I love Lemon Car
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and thanks for being the best kind of host, one who doesn't hover
cease: lol
Principalpoop: lemon car is a good song
catherwydd: and my steering wheel go squeak
Dexter Fong: Lemon car, verry pretty
Principalpoop: i hover and pounce, relentlessly, ruthlessly, doggedly
cease: not a popular song around toyota hq these days
Dexter Fong: More pounce to the ounce
Principalpoop: woof woof
Dexter Fong: Toyoto HQ thanking ancestors for BP problems
Principalpoop: ahhso
catherwydd: I think Lemon Car made me laugh harder than I had laughed at the firesign material I had heard before it
catherwydd: ahhso what?
Dexter Fong: Sure! Our cars sometimes go very fast, not to be stopping...but no oil spill
cease: porcberg at their funniest
Principalpoop: the bullet that got nancy, through my stereo headphones, is memorable
Dexter Fong: "He shot herself?"
cease: i'll have to listen to it, poop
Principalpoop: huh?
Principalpoop: you never listened to that on stereo head phones?
Dexter Fong: Poop: # face of Al
Dexter Fong: 3
Principalpoop: the am and fm radio? the whole thing??
Principalpoop: oops ok
Dexter Fong: sattelite too
Dexter Fong: quick afk for various
Principalpoop: you can get tierra del fuego
cease: 3 faces? not that i can recall
catherwydd: Princ, what you said a moment ago reminded me of an incident in my childhood. I was driving with some relatives through chinatown in NYC when I though I heard someone on the street yell "Ah, so!" It was only years later that I figured out he was probably saying something else
Principalpoop: ha ha
cease: lol
catherwydd: that's a vivid memory actually
Principalpoop: the mind is funny, mine especially
Principalpoop: oops nancy was not shot, it was rococo
Principalpoop: maybe it was, I blow her brains out, how horrible to say and do
Dexter Fong: "She shot himslef?"
Principalpoop: where am I? What is going on?
Principalpoop: one step catherwood, and I'll blow her brains out, your bluffing, no you weren't bluffing
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Principalpoop and inquires "Did you want something?"
Dexter Fong: You're on a small freighter with a boatload of opium and dead carnations on you way to HOLLYWOOD!!
catherwydd: wonder how you steer one of these junks
Principalpoop: have I got a pipe and matches?
Dexter Fong: You've got a Crime lab at your disposal
Principalpoop: sweet
Dexter Fong: Your gifted with facial recognition
Dexter Fong: You look in the mirror
Dexter Fong: It's you!!
cease: so is a crow
Dexter Fong: You mean Bruce Lee's son?
catherwydd: him too
Dexter Fong: Ah....so
Principalpoop: so I'm me? it all makes sense now
Dexter Fong: Poop: It always was you =)
cease: not to me
Principalpoop: not to me either
Dexter Fong: not to me torturing be
Principalpoop: i thought so for a second, had a break through or something, but no
catherwydd: well, I'm going to check my email and then catch some tv. see you all (or most) next week
Dexter Fong: If you had a break through, your on the other side, Jim
cease: by llan
Principalpoop: it is not torture, just enhanced reflection techniques
Dexter Fong: night llan
Principalpoop: night llan, good luck
Principalpoop: went too fast, but I guess call me a cab
Dexter Fong: Guess I'll head for the Arizona border
Principalpoop: or a bus
cease: off we fly
||||||||| At 11:17 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, cease!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Dexter Fong: See yall next week
Principalpoop: have a super week, ciao
||||||||| Around 11:17 PM, Principalpoop walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| catherwydd - dead from measles
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| 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:
Bunnyboy
catherwydd
cease
Dexter Fong
Elayne2
Elayne
Fireball
Merlyn
Principalpoop
RadioFreeTweeny

URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Chang_%28chef%29
>http://rfo.chromiumswitch.org/>
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/IncrediblyLamePun
http://wtfpod.libsyn.com/
http://www.facebook.com/l/82644;rfo.chromiumswitch.org

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"