Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
05/20/2010

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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 20, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Floppinfar', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 7:10 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Floppinfar:

Yeah! But what about you, Partner?

What’ch you doin’ today?

Can’t be much, Lonesome.
Nobody’s workin’!

Nobody ‘cept us

and I’m gettin’ tired of stadin’ here with these geeks a-gawkin’ at me!
Floppinfar:

Now you keep it sweet, Beet!

Listen here, Leafhead!

I’m gonna pluck you five ways . . .

Now, now, boys!
Fightin’s out of style!
Fun’s where the Fair’s at

-- in the Future,
that is!

You can bet your roots,
Toots,
it’s Tons o’ Fun!

And technical stimulation!
Floppinfar:

We’re goin’ back to the Shadows again!

Out where an Indian’s your friend!

Where the vegetables are green,

And you can pee right into the stream!

(And that’s important!)

We’re back from the Shadows again!
||||||||| Floppinfar rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Floppinfar?! It's 7:12 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Outside, the 8:42 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving ah,clem coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| ah,clem is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 8:43 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:48 PM, dragging Bambi by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
||||||||| Bambi leaves to catch the 8:48 PM train to Funfun Town.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bambi in through the front door at 8:48 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi clear
Bambi: all clear...
Bambi: lol
Bambi: I think I'm alone now...doesn't seem to be any one around...
||||||||| Bambi, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Aviary.
||||||||| Bambi has arrived at the appointed hour of 8:52 PM.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:58 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving cease coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
cease: thats not a good song to alude to, bambi
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, May 20, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Bambi: hi Cat
Bambi: lol
cease: hows in bambing?
Bambi: yeah, it was just funny at the moment
Bambi: doing ok and you?
cease: the moment is the key
Bambi: Clem is talking :-)
cease: sun has come out this evening. rainy day
||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem in through the front door at 9:03 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: good for my plants
ah,clem: hi all
Bambi: we had a sunny day today...we've had cloudy and rain for days ... so nice to have a sunny day today
cease: hey clem
||||||||| the Fool on the Hill bounds in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Bambi: hi Clem :-)
||||||||| 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 Dub Side of The Moon disembarks at 9:03 PM.
cease: san clemerone
Bambi: hey FoH
Bambi: hey DSoTM
cease: still bounding over the hills, fool?
Dub Side of The Moon: Greetins
the Fool on the Hill: Hey. Your door knocker fell off.
Dub Side of The Moon: It's all right he has another
cease: ah, good choice
Dub Side of The Moon is fnd of knockers, personally
cease: hi dub
Dub Side of The Moon: Evenin, Cat
cease: whats the rub?
Dub Side of The Moon: Rub a Dub, Doncha Know.
cease: anchovies to go?
Dub Side of The Moon: Uploading to You Tube
cease: john goodman sounds so small
Dub Side of The Moon: Gimme Two!
Bambi can hold the anchovies
Bambi: just don't care for anchovies ... too fishy
cease: robin sounds like a test for speakers
Dub Side of The Moon: It's yr speakers
||||||||| Catherwood leads Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:06 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dub Side of The Moon: Bambi can hole MY anchovies!
Bambi: hey Dex
Dub Side of The Moon: Sorry, couldn't resisit
Bambi: Clem might have something to say about that lol
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi Clem Cat Dub and FOH
Dub Side of The Moon: Can't type either, it would seem
cease: fongman
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:08 PM and late as usual, it's Tor Hershman, just back from Hellmouth."
Bambi: hey Tor
cease: hi tor
Dexter Fong: High tor
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Clem, Bam, Cea, Dex, Dub, The Foo
Dub Side of The Moon: I've been there. It's in Rockland County NY
Dub Side of The Moon 's tubes are clogged w/LOLcats or road videos, one of the two
||||||||| 9:11 PM: Principalpoop jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Principalpoop: i had mono
Tor Hershman: Is CNI broadcastin'?
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Poop
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
Principalpoop: hi bambi
Tor Hershman: Iz moi broadcastin'?
Dub Side of The Moon is 24 tracks back to back, but Don't call me Herman, cos I'm not wiggidy wiggidy whack!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with llanwydd close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:12 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: broadcasting what?
llanwydd: howdy podnas
Principalpoop: hi llan
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, LL
Bambi: hey llan, princep
cease: hi llan and poop
Dub Side of The Moon: Mono in Stereo
Tor Hershman: CNI - broadcastin' Firesign
Dub Side of The Moon: See to fix that ya gotta connect the DC
Principalpoop: yes, yes it is
Tor Hershman: Yikes, our reboot must-a gooflawed.....something!
Bambi: how's everyone doign this evenin'?
Principalpoop: mr and mrs john q smith
llanwydd: doin well, here.
cease: doing what?
Principalpoop: doign doign doign went the trolley
llanwydd: had a nice warm 80 degrees in the adirondacks today
llanwydd: well, probably not all of the adirondacks
Principalpoop: is that where they make andirons?
Dexter Fong: Hey llan, missed your entrancing entrence
Principalpoop: ack
llanwydd: well, maybe I wasn't so entrancing this time
Tor Hershman: Quite fine, Bam. This time, that darn mofoin' cat took his medicine without any blood, moi's, loss.
Tor Hershman: I still can't get CNI to play.
llanwydd: what have you got, a vampire cat?
cease: all the best to your cat
Bambi: lol Tor
Tor Hershman: Curses!
Principalpoop: bob dylan singing about pussy cats to eat them when the sun goes down
llanwydd: I never knew that was bob
Tor Hershman: A cat without claws, LL
llanwydd: that seems more like pete seeger's style
ah,clem: was not really Bob,
Tor Hershman: Duh, WITH, moi meant
llanwydd: actually when he said "upstream in prison" I thought of johnny cash
Dexter Fong: I thought of SACCO AND VENZETTI
Principalpoop: that version sounded like bob
Tor Hershman: Did ya ever see Cash in "Five Minutes To Live" ?
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dub Side of The Moon - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd: never saw that. tor
||||||||| H. STONES enters at 9:20 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
Principalpoop: with kirk douglas?
cease: that was a quick dub
Dexter Fong: Hey stones, how are you?
Principalpoop: ahh good evening your highness
llanwydd: hey stones
Tor Hershman: It's too cool, methinks it was Ron Howard's first film
Bambi: hey Stones
H. STONES: Greetings one and all
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, H
Bambi: how are things on the other side of the pond?
H. STONES: I seem to have mislaid Honey S
Principalpoop: ahh a hey for stones and nothing for the poop, i have your number bambiface
llanwydd: ron has been on the other side of the camera since The Shootist
Dexter Fong: Stones: What was that about our Honey?
H. STONES: would anyone like to buy a used government, only one owner but milage a bit high
Bambi: hey you missed it... I said hey to you and llan when you both came in princep ;-)
Principalpoop: you laid her and then mislaid her?
Tor Hershman: http://alkaspace.com/is.php?i=97157&img=OpBerry_Crunch_.jpg speakin' of Ronnie Howard
Principalpoop: i will verify that in the cheese log, hold on
llanwydd: well, now that I think of it, Happy Days went on quite a long time
Bambi: be my guest :-) it's in there
llanwydd: I didn't watch much television by then
Principalpoop: ahh princep, ok bamb
Bambi :-)
Principalpoop: i was looking for poop, wait, that does not sound right
Bambi: lol
Bambi: hence why I say princep
Principalpoop: got you bam
Principalpoop: unless you are bi? hehe
Principalpoop: bam!
Bambi: garlic! 5 cloves! Bam!
Principalpoop: somebody else talk, fast
H. STONES: it looks like we may not be sending Gary McKinnon over there
Principalpoop: 5 tablespoons chili pepper flakes, bam
Dexter Fong: whatsacommingagoinga
llanwydd: fghjkltyuighjtyhjuuighjk
llanwydd: fast enough?
Principalpoop: thanks guys
H. STONES: llan, your welsh is getting better and better
llanwydd: five drops of nitroglycerine, BAM
Tor Hershman: http://alkaspace.com/is.php?i=96564&img=1_Pledge_correc.jpg
Dexter Fong: Stones: It's perfect, look...no vowels
Dexter Fong: oops only two vowels
Principalpoop: jon stewart was teasing england about having an unwritten constitution stones
Dexter Fong: not counting repititions
Principalpoop: why not write it down already?
H. STONES: if it was all written down, it would be harder for them to get away with all the usual shit
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:27 PM and late as usual, it's MS Honeybunch Sanchez, just back from Rio Rancho."
Principalpoop: does not stop our guys, just makes them be more creative
llanwydd: Hi HS
Tor Hershman: Tacitus said something about 'laws on books' way back when
Dexter Fong: Hey Honey, welcome back =)
llanwydd: didn't mean to call her high school
cease: honey welcome home
Principalpoop: the right honorable MS Honeybun Sanchez arriving
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: ya ya all the indians have been moved from rancho malario to make room for me
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Hon
Principalpoop: hehe he said tacitus hehe
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: hey ya'll
Bambi: hey Honey :-)
cease: there's always room for you, honey
H. STONES: only spic when your spoken to Honey
ah,clem: Honeybunch :)
Principalpoop: be groovy
Bambi :-)
Tor Hershman: Dang, baked red skin taters, them mofos is yummy.
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: yep i'm just like Jello :)
Principalpoop: sugarpie honeybunch, you know that I love you, I can't help myself
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: ooh my fave Tor
llanwydd: what you put on red taters, tor?
Principalpoop: garlic, 5 cloves, bam!
Bambi: lol
H. STONES: good to see your cutting back, Poo
H. STONES: |P
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: heh
Tor Hershman: Russian dressing, LL
Bambi: lol
llanwydd: cool
Tor Hershman: Oh, now days, Peking Duck Sauce
Principalpoop: did you try the catalina yet? did I ask that already? and you said yes?
H. STONES: hey, no Peking when the Russian is dressing
Bambi: paprika, touch of cayenne, onion, bacon, sourcream
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: i found a great new salad dressing sweet vidalia onion yummmm
Principalpoop: Bam!
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: lol stones
Bambi: lol
Bambi: I saw that one at the grocery ... sounds good
llanwydd: catalina is the best. green goddess is the worst
Dexter Fong: Yah can't beat Blue Cheese dressing
Principalpoop: ugh, brie brie brie
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: it is good bambi can use it to dip chicken fingers into
H. STONES: brie brie, gumbo ya ya
Principalpoop: chicken fingers are tiny, must eat thousands to get full
llanwydd: I make a near replica of catalina from an old family recipe. takes 36 hours
ah,clem: vidalia in what type of sauce?
Dexter Fong: Catalina *is* a big island
cease: hi stones
Principalpoop: vidalia is the name of the onion
Principalpoop: from georgia
H. STONES: Yo cease
ah,clem: I know that
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: wow :|
ah,clem: we use them often
Principalpoop: how did you know that?
Principalpoop: they cost too much
llanwydd: you talking about the author?
Principalpoop: or I would too
llanwydd: gore vidalia or whatever his name is
cease: pretty name
ah,clem: just wated her to describe the style of dressing
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: hehe
Tor Hershman: 1 cup mayo, 2 table spoons ketchup, 1 tablespoon sugar, 1/4 cup milk, 1 teaspoon black pepper, mix - viola...Tor's House Dressing
Principalpoop: sorry for the interruption, describe it honey
Dexter Fong: I prefer dressing in the dark
Bambi: yes, onions are one of my favorite things ...especially vidalia but also like sweet/red
Tor Hershman: OH heck, 1 teaspoon balsamic vinegar, TOO
Principalpoop: almost french tor
cease: sounds good tor
H. STONES: i bet that makes your house look real good Tor
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: me too dex or on lettuce
ah,clem: that explains the socks, Dex
llanwydd: my salad gets a dressing down
Dexter Fong: Actually poop, it's more in the realm of Russian or Thousand island
Tor Hershman: Nice and rosey color, H
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Clem, or lack of them
llanwydd: did you know that russian dressing originally had caviar?
Principalpoop: yes, after he added the vinegar
Bambi: sounds good Tor
Bambi: well, that would have done that one in for me lol
H. STONES: oh you mean, that russian dressing
Tor Hershman: It's good in a pinch and kids really dig it.
llanwydd: now you can't tell the difference between russian and thousand island
Principalpoop: no anchovies?
H. STONES: its easy llan, the thousand island dressing is spread more thinly
Bambi: fish roe isn't my thing
H. STONES: its a load of balls
Tor Hershman: I with you, Bam
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: yes, give me an egg salad sandwich instead
Bambi: I love chicken eggs, but that's a long way from fish eggs
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: pautzkies fire balls are good bait for fishing
Bambi: think Clem likes 'em though
llanwydd: I said a moment ago green goddess was the worst. I had forgotten your english swill known as salad cream
Tor Hershman: What's the best chicken, tuna of the land
Bambi: no anchovies either princep lol
Principalpoop: good more for him then hah
llanwydd: that is the one english food I dislike
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: in mexico they love ant eggs meh they are naturally spicy
H. STONES: llan, i have no vinegrets !
llanwydd: lol
Bambi: like white fish, read: non-fishy ... scallops, shrimp, lobster
Principalpoop: those must be really tiny
: Aunts lay eggs?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:39 PM and late as usual, it's Dub Side of The Moon, just back from Elmertown."
Principalpoop: wb dub
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: me too bambi
H. STONES: wb
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: hi dub
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, Dub
Dub Side of The Moon: bach
llanwydd: I used to catch whitefish in a net
Bambi way to go Honey! great stuff
llanwydd: them and mullet
Principalpoop: that fake crab meat is inedible
Dub Side of The Moon: I had a mullet in the 90's
Bambi: white fish, and things like flounder, tipilea (sp?), have had some great catfish though and that's not really my thing
H. STONES: everyone did, Dub
Bambi: crab! of course!!!
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: i remember the mullet bad hair do for dudes in the 80's
Principalpoop: tuna tuna tuna
Dub Side of The Moon: Catfish is good if done properly
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: tilapia mojarra orange roughy
llanwydd: mullet is also a small bait fish
H. STONES: they dont write em like that any more Poop
Bambi: don't care fo rthe fake stuff ... like to steam real crabs, old bay seasoning .... newspapers, melted butter, nut cracker
Tor Hershman: Ahhhhh, yes...Betty Mullet, I knew her well, Dub. I knew her outhouse, as well.
Bambi: yeah, tuna!
Dub Side of The Moon: mmmmmmmm
Principalpoop: i got some europeans hooked on old bay seasoning, they keep asking me to send more cans
Bambi: fresh tuna when I can get it! (only a few times in my life but it was awesome)
Bambi: but canned is OK for tuna salad
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: i used to get dungeness crab for 5 cents a pound when i lived in oregon...coos bay
Tor Hershman: Moi only consumes fish oil, as far as animals go, anymore
Principalpoop: oh my, yum
Bambi: LOL princep ... yeah that old bay seasoning is awesome
Principalpoop: more for me tor, thanks
H. STONES: as seen in The Three Omegas
llanwydd: I'm something like a vegetarian but I consider scallops vegetables
ah,clem: dungeness crab for 5 cents a pound? we would run out of butter very quickly
Dexter Fong: Tor: YOu should try the blackened Gulf Fish, plenty of oil there
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: cardiologist told me i need to get1,000 mg a day of omega 3 so fish is on the menu
Tor Hershman: Thank me heart attack, Poop
Bambi my grandmother used to give me cod liver oil by the tablespoon every day when I stayed with her when I was sickly and little ... is it any reason I hate fishy tasting fish lol
llanwydd: blackened gulf fish LOL
cease: good to know what can help
Principalpoop: some guy on an airplane told me about omega3 back in the 1970s, I could not escape him
Bambi: I'll take that fishy stuff in capsule form
Tor Hershman: Try flax seed oil for that non-fishy omega 3 jolt
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: yeh me too i have "Fisol"
H. STONES: yes, those omegas give energy
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: yeh thats good too tor
Bambi: yep
ah,clem: kippers and eggs, and a side of whole wheat toast
Principalpoop: and loosners
H. STONES: I already take flax oil, Tor
Tor Hershman: Good deal, H
Bambi: ok, I can eat kippers with scrambled eggs, if Clem makes it
Tor Hershman: Yes, Loosners
H. STONES: that reminds me, its time to hit the Kelp
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: boy you are braver than i am bambi
llanwydd: don't hit it too hard
H. STONES: its been misbehaving badly llan
Principalpoop: kelp can hit back, keep your guard up
Dexter Fong: Keep an eye out for the otters too Stones
Tor Hershman: Sugar Ray Kelp
llanwydd: kelp spelled backward is plek
H. STONES: Kelp, I need somebody
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: i love the sea otters they use the kelp as covers
Dexter Fong: You're a kelptomaniac
Bambi: lol Honey
Principalpoop: Cassius Kelp, changed his name to Muhammed Seaweed
Tor Hershman: Otters is cute
Bambi: I have been trying to be braver with fish type stuff, but only so far lol
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: and crack oysters on their bellies with rocks that is animals using tools!
cease: only to the japanese, llan
Tor Hershman -), Dex
Principalpoop: beaver or braver?
llanwydd: one o de otter
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: lol poop
Tor Hershman -) , Dex
H. STONES: i had a face off with a Halibut
cease: our natoinal animal is not a bad idea
Tor Hershman :::::::-)
Dexter Fong: Twice yet, thanks Tor -)
Principalpoop: that is the mascot for haliburton
Tor Hershman: The dang : eyes didn't post
cease: yes, i can really write
Bambi: you know what is really good is steamed rice, some sort of leaves (korean) rubbed with butter and salted, and the rice rolled up in it
cease: spell, not so mcuh
Dexter Fong: If Hallie Berry married Richard Burton she'd be Hallieburton
llanwydd: I wonder how many people get rich in oyster bars by finding pearls
Bambi: had it in the 70s...korean neighbor
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: better a face off with a halibut than a flounder
Principalpoop: roll roll roll in the hay
cease: lol dex
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: yes that is good bambi like california rolls sushi i wont eat raw fish nope no way
Bambi: don't care for sushi too much either
H. STONES: i used to go Tapaz dancing when i was younger
cease: my body will not allow me to eat either rice nor raw anythihng. i'm sure your body is equally knowledgeable
Principalpoop: if you knew sushi, like I know sushi, oh oh oh what a smell
Bambi: rolled in some sort of oil, not butter actually
Bambi: think it was safflower or something
cease: youre still young, stones
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: haha opoop
Tor Hershman: Shrimp/Lobster = Grub Worms of the Sea
H. STONES: poop, it sounds like a piece of cod which surpasseth all understanding
Principalpoop: tapaz?
Tor Hershman: to me
Dub Side of The Moon: Sushi?You don't know sushi like I know sushi
Dexter Fong: Tapas
Principalpoop: tapas?
Tor Hershman: Topaz
Dexter Fong: Stones was giving it the Basque spelling
H. STONES: wow, a Z can sure confuse Americans
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: tapas are good kinda like dim sum cept from spain
Principalpoop: they don't serve that at macdonalds or taco bell or burger king or
Dexter Fong: Americanz?
H. STONES: i am nearly a Basquet case
Bambi: lol
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: basquiat case
Bambi: kinda like the diff between defense and defence?
cease: out out damned banquo
Dexter Fong: Anyone care for a Baquito?
Tor Hershman: Bass Kate for kissing
Dexter Fong: Basquito
Principalpoop: the ghost from hamlet?
Principalpoop: or was it macbeth?
llanwydd: not familiar with basquito
H. STONES: (slaps Fong with a stale burrito
Dexter Fong: The Scottish play poop
Bambi: broccoli cheese soup and a bagette?
llanwydd: I've had a basquito shrimp with fries
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: hahahaha
cease: i thik the macdonalds corporation owns the mac now
Principalpoop: if you knew bagette like I knew ahh enough
Dexter Fong retaliates with a barrage balloon full of sconez
Tor Hershman: Gots to go folks, here's my "Death @ Disney" YouTube offering. Nite and stay on groovin' safari,
Tor Hershman: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wpRNsuIfYzk here it is
Principalpoop: keep groovin tor
H. STONES: take care Tor
cease: glad youre so productive, tor
Dexter Fong: Zurfz up
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: nirw Tor
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies RedPillTweeny in through the front door at 9:56 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
llanwydd: Nite Tor
cease: tween
Bambi: hey Tween
Dexter Fong: Hey Tweeny
Principalpoop: not the red pill, take the blue one
cease: now we stop talknig about him
H. STONES: Greetings Tweenste
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: ummm nirw? gee i need to take a typing class methinks
Bambi: glad you picked up your cues...
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: hi tween
llanwydd: yes and they must be dry by now
Bambi: well, we read what you mean Honey .. no worries
Bambi: or scorched ...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'BoomDotTween', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:58 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Principalpoop: i did not have a clue bambi, what the heck did she say?
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: thankee Bam
Dexter Fong: Honey: A simple key displacement
Principalpoop: made it this time tween?
llanwydd: Wilkommen, Tween
Bambi: wow, he's here on two computers lol
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: hey there boomdot
llanwydd: welcome to the bump with the name
Principalpoop: welcome to the name with a bump
Principalpoop: bam!
Dexter Fong: It's the poopster
llanwydd: jest jinkin ya
Bambi: LOL
Bambi: 13 cloves of garlic! Bam!
Principalpoop: give them a light, and they will follow it anywhere
Dexter Fong: Kick it up a notch Bam!!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Bambi: LOL
Bambi: yeah!
Bambi: I love to watch Emeril
cease: an lol a day keeps the reeper away
cease: going to see eddie izzard this weekend
Bambi: gee and I was just gonna have an baked apple...
Principalpoop: sweet
||||||||| 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 doctecazoid falls out at 10:02 PM.
Bambi: hey doc!
Principalpoop: put a smiley face with raisins on the apple bambi
llanwydd: Hey Doc
||||||||| Elayne enters at 10:02 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Principalpoop: hey doc
Elayne: Evenin' all! Sorry, keyboard problems.
Principalpoop: and E, hi
Dexter Fong: Wow: AM I seeing things? Doc Tec? Here?
Principalpoop: myspacebarisbrokentooE
Bambi: yummm, was just gonna stuff it with raisins ;-)
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
H. STONES: Hi Elayne
doctecazoid: ouch!
Bambi: hey Elayne!
doctecazoid: i am here via android
Bambi: LOL princep
Elayne: Hey DocTec, it's great to see you here! We need to get together soon now that there's all this nice weather.
Dexter Fong: I just noticed that Merlyn is missing
cease: hi el
cease: doc
Principalpoop: check
doctecazoid: so i may be slow on the uptake
Bambi: yeah, hope Merl is ok
Elayne: Oh, hey Cat, I found THE perfect article for you. Hang on, let me get the URL.
Bambi: how's Lili doing?
BoomDotTween: They stole him along with the high school, Dex
cease: thanks el
cease: my eyes are dissapearing
doctecazoid: e june maybe
llanwydd: funny how many shades of grey there are tonight
Bambi: look at all the faders...
Elayne: Via today's BoingBoing: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/19/dining/19pot.html
cease: i'd like to utter oill spills of expletives, but i'l restrain my self for now
Principalpoop: when is faders day?
BoomDotTween: Kind of suits you anyway, LL
Elayne: June sounds doable, Doc!
doctecazoid: lil doing great - taking kaplan classes
Dexter Fong: Bring up the Clem, pot down the Fool
Bambi: the reeper is gonna have a blast tonight
llanwydd: its alright
cease: much happiness to lili and you doc
BoomDotTween: I did not sign on this evening as RedPillTweeny
BoomDotTween: That was somebody welse
Dexter Fong: Doc: She's becoming Jewish?
BoomDotTween: else
doctecazoid: re-strain?
Bambi: that's great Doc ... work going well for you?
llanwydd: no dex, he said gee whiz
Bambi: ah ok Tween ... interesting
doctecazoid: another 11 hr day today
BoomDotTween: Yeah Bambi
Bambi: *groan*
Dexter Fong: afkfr
doctecazoid: dex: no bluish
Bambi: 11 hr days .... rough
BoomDotTween wonders if we're going to have to start registering for this chat
Bambi: but better than no work I guess ... many in that boat
Elayne: True, Bambi. Robin's been out of work for almost a year and a half.
cease: great to see you have enough time to chat, doc
doctecazoid: cat: yes to yr question
BoomDotTween: That is a long time to be staring at screens, Doc
llanwydd: know what you mean tween but it's great to have so many people here
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Dub Side of The Moon - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Tor Hershman - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi: and that's sad Elayne..since Robin's work is so good...
BoomDotTween: Jeeze E, that's awful :(
cease: yes Robin deserves an audience
H. STONES: i have an early start tomorrow friends so i best make an exit
Elayne: 'Tis, Tween. Thanks Bambi. We're getting by okay, between my job and the tax refund and the rest of the "death money" from the insurance company of the guy whose car killed him.
BoomDotTween: I don't mind other people using Tweeny, but that's a specific name I've used before
Elayne: Bye Stones!
Bambi: he surely does
llanwydd: Nite Stones
Bambi: well, you do use a lot of names Tween ;-)
BoomDotTween: Would make you sure it was me you were talking to
Elayne: Sorry, meant to say "killed my dad."
H. STONES: nice to see you all again, now my new computer is working i will be back more often now
doctecazoid: this is my first time on chat via smartphone so be gentle
Bambi: nobody can keep up with all the names you use ;-)
Bambi: great Stones :-)
H. STONES: have a good week y'all and stay safe and well
llanwydd: I've got stupidphone
BoomDotTween: True, I do get inventive ;)
cease: is it easy to use, doc?
Elayne: Am I the only person still using a dumb phone, and then only to make phone calls?
Bambi: that's great Doc, I have tried that and it's a bit rough
BoomDotTween: Best to the UK, sir
cease: i need a phone to visit you in a few monthes
Bambi: have a great week Stones!
Bambi: and Honey too!
llanwydd: Uncle Kurt?
Elayne: There'a an ad for Sprint where the exec says "Who uses a phone today just to make phone calls?" Um, ME, sir. Thanks very much.
Bambi: before she fades away
doctecazoid: cat: easy is a relative term
BoomDotTween: Also in the stone age here, E, when it comes to phone tech
Principalpoop: good luck your highness
MS Honeybunch Sanchez: nite stones
cease: el and ohter nyc folks, if i walk around nyc and take pix of windows, will i be hastled?
BoomDotTween: lol LL
Elayne: Certainly not, Cat.
cease: in van sometimes folks come out and threaten me sometimes
BoomDotTween: No, working for SCALE these days, LL
Elayne: They're used to all kinds of weirdnesses here, Cat.
Bambi: depends on what windows Cat lol
cease: like, bad hassled.
doctecazoid: the touchscreen kybd takes some geting used to
Dexter Fong: Cat: Only if you wear that Towel on your head
Bambi: yeah, it does Doc ... have that on both my phone and ipod touch
llanwydd: as long as its windows media player
Bambi: which phone do you have doc?
Elayne: I tried to use an iPad the other day in an Apple store. Forget about that keyboard, it's horrible.
cease: not a joke, bambi. large people with large guns came out and threatened me for taking pix of what i thought interesting images in their windows. surreal but not what they want, perha[s
Elayne: But I'm one of those professional typist people.
MS Honeybunch Sanchez got the munchies and fades away nitol folks
Bambi: the ipod touch keyboard works well ... not so spread out
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh, clem
doctecazoid: t mobile mytouch
Bambi: wow Cat
H. STONES: thanks for the show Clem,
cease: trees and cars relfected in their windoes, for example
Bambi: night and be well Honey
cease: oh old detectvie. great choice
H. STONES: nighty night all and sweet dreams
Dexter Fong: Night Honey Stones
Elayne: Night, Honey!
Bambi: nice phone Doc
Principalpoop: ciao honey stones
llanwydd: Nite MS
ah,clem: rest well Stones
cease: we only have 2 million people in greater van, about 35k in my suburb
llanwydd: Nite Stones
cease: by stones
Bambi: have an LG enVTouch (don't have to pay for data package, one of the few that doesn't require it)
llanwydd: about 5k in my hometown
Dexter Fong: I just got the NEW Palm Fritte
doctecazoid: i was forced to get new phone, keys stopped working on prev phone
Bambi: can use it but it's expensive by the mb
Principalpoop: maybe 1 million, in the greater roanoke/salem area
Bambi: Fritte?
Dexter Fong: Oui
llanwydd: fried palm?
Principalpoop: hairy palm
Dexter Fong: Sauted
llanwydd: never tried it
doctecazoid: t mobile $10/mo for unlimited data
Bambi: sounds like a restaurant
cease: once fried, twice shy
Dexter Fong: Okay...pun..Plam Free...Pomme Fritte
doctecazoid: cat: yes sat good
Dexter Fong: Palm
Bambi: that's nice doc!
BoomDotTween: Hairy french fries?
Bambi: but tmobile doesn't work here
Bambi: only thing that works in this area is vzw
doctecazoid: i can stream kcrw in car - shweet!
Principalpoop: saute me? noo saute you
Bambi: (now that they absorbed majority of alltel)
cease: i'm glad you have ehough time to chat this week, doc
Dexter Fong: "She suated towards me, tiny drop of hot oil sparkled in the light
doctecazoid: cat ok sat yr aft
Bambi: used to have alltel usb wireless internet and it was unlimited...now pay twice as much for 10GB ... really sucks
doctecazoid: for those about to rock we saute you
llanwydd: isn't it sautee?
Principalpoop: i sauted and carol and bob and alice
Dexter Fong: Yes lan, but who's got the time
cease: i'd rasther be sotted than sauted
Principalpoop: isn't what sautee?
llanwydd: I never sautee but I heard it
BoomDotTween: A Lone star cookoff - The Texas Chain Saute� Massacre
Bambi: Muddled or stupefied, especially with liquor LOL
cease: if the lakerd played like i type, they'd be down 2-0
Principalpoop: seattle sauted beans
Dexter Fong: Tween: That was one beautiful "Z" with the little smiley on top
Principalpoop: ahh thanks, i thought i need to clean my screen
Dexter Fong: Check you oli too
Dexter Fong: your oil
BoomDotTween: Beg pardon, Dex?
llanwydd: catherwood, clean principalpoop's screen
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear llanwydd
doctecazoid: oli oli oxen free
cease: does robin hafve any interesting prospects, el?
Principalpoop: one potato two potato three potato four
Elayne: None that he cares to talk about, Cat.
cease: oxen arent free. they're expensive
Dexter Fong: un pomme, due the pomme. manage troi pmmes, quatro
Principalpoop: don't al gore my ox
cease: good to hear, el
doctecazoid: one martini two martini three martini floor
Dexter Fong: I'm anti oxendent
Dexter Fong: lol Doc, I've been there
cease: i look forward to hearing of his next project in other places than this
doctecazoid: orient oxendent?
llanwydd: dfghjkl;
Dexter Fong: Gee....Haw?
Principalpoop: don't look a gift ox in the mouth
cease: the occident is anti occidentals
doctecazoid: ok my thumbs are worn out and i need sleep
llanwydd: I'm anti em
Principalpoop: i know that song
cease: and it needs you doc
Dexter Fong: Thumbs up Doc
Principalpoop: but sleep well, best to lili
Dexter Fong: Ice em down
Dexter Fong: and Shalom to Lili
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. STONES - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| MS Honeybunch Sanchez - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Elayne: Night, Doc!
cease: by doc
llanwydd: we die from some pretty horrible ailments don't we
cease: by honey and stones
llanwydd: globner's. what the hell is that
Principalpoop: not if you tap exit llan
doctecazoid: now that i know i can chat via phone i will stop by more often
Dexter Fong: LLAN: Yeah, and over and over too
Principalpoop: you have a nice exit llan
cease: its a diss'd ease
llanwydd: LOL Cat
Principalpoop: ok, I finally told you, after weeks of you lingering in chat and dying with a horrible diease each week llan
llanwydd: looks like a little death never killed me
Bambi: don't know llan ... doesn't appear to be a real disease (at least with that spelling)
Bambi: great Doc
Bambi: it's great to see ya
cease: I wonder where merl is
Bambi: not sure, think he's working tonight?
Dexter Fong: I think it's the French...or maybe the Italians....some kinda euro's anyway.who refer to an Orgasm as "the little death"
doctecazoid: nytol
||||||||| At 10:34 PM, doctecazoid vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
llanwydd: yes merlyn is conspicuously absent tonight
Dexter Fong: Could there be a crisis in Warcraft Land?
Principalpoop: he has lost his last thread of contact to reality? this chat? LOL
Elayne: In what world is this chat a contact to any reality?
Bambi: see ya doc
Dexter Fong: You Mock Lord Merlyn, a Level twelve Dwarf?
Principalpoop: details
Dexter Fong: Owner of the Eternal Cloak of Darkness
Principalpoop: reality is a crutch, we should make a clan in runescape
Dexter Fong: Sole Possessor of the Sword Of Brevity?
llanwydd: reality is a crutch! I like that one
Dexter Fong: That's your problem llan
Principalpoop: forget you heard that llan, it is for the 1970s only
Dexter Fong: Throw away that crutch and come to Jesus???
Principalpoop: he fell down, hes crippled you know
llanwydd: no one does that faith healing stuff anymore
Bambi: thanks Clem! :-)
Principalpoop: sure they do llan
llanwydd: except peter popoff. I despise that guy
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give llanwydd a tasty bereage, some smokes and a rubber crutch
||||||||| Catherwood hands llanwydd a tasty bereage some smokes and a rubber crutch.
llanwydd: thanks cathy
ah,clem: have a great week everyone!
llanwydd: Nite Clem
||||||||| "Hey ah,clem!" ... ah,clem turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:39 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Principalpoop: i suppose I saw what he meant
Dexter Fong: Getting out of here Clem
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour me a toasted almond, homemade salsa and chips
||||||||| Catherwood gets Bambi a toasted almond homemade salsa and chips.
Dexter Fong: ??
Bambi: thanks Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| BoomDotTween - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: thanks you mister ahhh, clem and Bam!
Bambi: wow. he's being really nice tonight (C)
Dexter Fong: Thanks you Bedminster guys
llanwydd: I can do the homemade salsa. I took lessons at home
Principalpoop: i bought some cilantro, that is as far as I got
Bambi: LOL yeah Dex
Principalpoop: toad away
Dexter Fong: Got a Ninogram
Bambi: glad we could be here princep and do all that garlic! Bam!
Dexter Fong: I don't get toad away any more
Principalpoop: bi bi bambi
Bambi: nytol ... see ya next time :-)
Principalpoop p
Elayne: Think that's it for me this evening, folks. Next week, all.
llanwydd: Nite Bambi!
||||||||| Elayne runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Elayne?! It's 10:41 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: night E
Dexter Fong: Found a small street where the city did a lot of sewer work, and never put back up the alt side parking signs...I've been there for months
Principalpoop: fong, the scam artist
Dexter Fong: Night to all who have left as I try vainly to keep the jokes and gags a-comin'
Dexter Fong: Poop: It's called working the system
Principalpoop: what is the name of the street fong? just wondering
Principalpoop: and the email address of the nyc sign department?
Dexter Fong: Taras Yevshenko Street
llanwydd: wasn't this place packed a moment ago?
Dexter Fong: llan yes
llanwydd: well, an hour ago
Principalpoop: it was crowded
cease: sorry i was afk
Dexter Fong: Poop: The address of the NYC sign depart. is Miss Marion...All Secrets know @ In your Stars.con
Principalpoop: my wet blanket action and faux pas comments generally clear a place out pretty quiet
cease: i has to eat somtimes. cheese and crackers for me
Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu gotta have a wet blanket if you're gonna use smoke signals
Principalpoop: we used that phrase when profanity was outlawed in my office on the aircraft carrier
cease: depends on who you want to signal
Dexter Fong: What kind of Cheese, CAT
cease: old cheddar
Principalpoop: cheese and crackers, and also fudge and double fudge
cease: cleeseless cheese
Dexter Fong: Old cheddar.....that was my first dog
llanwydd: cheese and fudge? ewww
Principalpoop: double fudge you llan
cease: no i had one cherry tomato and a few cradckers and a bit of cheese left. so tht was dinner
Dexter Fong: On a Billy Grahan , cracker
cease: i hasd some graham crumbs with lemon desert i dined at recently
llanwydd: billy must be related to sylvester
cease: review to come
Principalpoop: we sounded a little light in our slippers saying that, they let us go back to profanity
Principalpoop: key lime pie is good
Dexter Fong: One's a goat and the other a pussy cat...sounds good to me
cease: graham is to desert what really good salt is to veg/meat
cease: indeed poop. i love it
Dexter Fong: Poop: If you wore slippers to work, you *were* a little light
llanwydd: yeah it's good with cheesecake and key lime pie. otherwise I don't really care for graham
Principalpoop: we had to, until our toenail paint had dried, silly
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bambi - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: just need milk, mmmm grahm crackers
Dexter Fong: You're not telling the truth Poop: Every one knows you wear flip flops till you're toenails are dry
cease: alexander had a phone, e-yi e-yi yo
Dexter Fong: And get a vinyl coat for protection
Principalpoop: you caught me fong, what will you do with me?
Dexter Fong: Samuel B. he was morose, e-yi e-yi Oh?
llanwydd: it was fb
Principalpoop: with a watson here and a watson there
cease: better morone than moose in the arse, e, i e, i oh
Dexter Fong: Poop: I though we might add some blond streaky extenders, and open up your face
cease: morose
Dexter Fong: Maroon?
Principalpoop: extend what? I am mostly bald
Dexter Fong: Moroni? Oh my god, theys Mormons
cease: hear a watt, there a watt, everywhere a what? what?
Dexter Fong: Poop: That why you need the extensions
llanwydd: anybody seen anything fantastic on television lately?
Dexter Fong: We'll do a modified combover
Principalpoop: stuck a crystal in his rig and called for marconi
Dexter Fong: What a great story he Tesla
Principalpoop: drawn together the movie was patently offensive
cease: marc, marc, marc
Dexter Fong: What movie dat Poop
Principalpoop: narc? who is a narc?
Dexter Fong: Did we suddenly go real here?
Principalpoop: that is the name of the movie fong
cease: i'm not so much bald as my hair has retreated like napoleon from russia
Dexter Fong: marc/ mrac/ etc?
Principalpoop: llan asked a serious question and so I answered, him, my fault
Dexter Fong: Cat: All icy and dead? With no boots?
llanwydd: lol
Principalpoop: napoleon is with cheeries right?
cease: our old dog icy would not wear boots, still enjoys long walks though only on flat lands now
Dexter Fong: Ze Little GENERALE is with Jozephine
Principalpoop: i will wait and jump on a topic the next round
llanwydd: yes, the general and flavius josephus
cease: round and roid we go
Principalpoop: 31 flavius?
llanwydd: lol
Dexter Fong: und alzo the Emormous Corporal, Adolf und Eva
Principalpoop: i need to buy another copy of the enormous room by ee cummings, i wore out my copy
Dexter Fong: just back from a succeful blit....whirlwind tour of Holland und ze lower Countries
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
llanwydd: and what seemed corporal melted
cease: 31 flavius
Dexter Fong: Poop: I loved and still do ee
Principalpoop: captivating
Dexter Fong: The corporeal becomes privatized
cease: those arent eyes
Dexter Fong: Are they Spuds?
Principalpoop: health care reform and finance reform for the first time in decades, wow
cease: its a blade runner sequel
llanwydd: blade walker
Dexter Fong: "Get better right now and give me all your money?
Dexter Fong: Blade Skipper, a *New* kind of anti hero
Principalpoop: the skipper and his little buddy, blade gilligan
llanwydd: here's your gun, skipper
Dexter Fong: lol poop =0
llanwydd: eat fascist death
cease: with merry an, and not so merry
Dexter Fong mutters "Flaming media pigs"
Principalpoop: i am sure our AI overlords will be wise and compassionate
llanwydd: artificial insemination?
cease: flaming pig works in japan, not in north van
Dexter Fong: Kiss Silicon, poop
Principalpoop: whatever happened to all the reactionary running dogs?
Dexter Fong: There are compressed files on you
Dexter Fong: They got run over by a Tea Party Bus
llanwydd: I just received mail from Firesign Theatre. I wonder what they want
Principalpoop: they are called cookies, how can they be a bad thing? I like cookies
Dexter Fong: Open it and find out llan
llanwydd: okay I'll do that. brb
cease: your soul, llan
Dexter Fong: I'm sure nothing will happen as far as i can confiker
Principalpoop: they want the world and they want it now
Principalpoop: oops, that was the doors, sorry
llanwydd: "the nascent radio free oz on the top 10 podcasts at something-or-other.com
cease: did you vote, lan?
Principalpoop: maybe I should jump on that bandwagon
cease: they are hustling for that
llanwydd: no, I just came back here
llanwydd: I'm not qualified to vote. I've never heard rfo
Principalpoop: why not?
Principalpoop: it plays in WMP lol
llanwydd: are you sure, princ?
llanwydd: I'm sure I've tried to listen to it
Dexter Fong: Was afk fr
Principalpoop: that or quicktime, you can have quicktime
Principalpoop: i will try
llanwydd: well, I'm going to watch some tv. see you guys next week.
Dexter Fong: Night llan, and good viewing
Principalpoop: ahh it uses flash and java
Principalpoop: bonne tv, have a good week
Dexter Fong: You still here cat
Principalpoop: if llan is leaving, I am leaving too, so there
Principalpoop: have a super week
Principalpoop: tap exit llan, with me
Principalpoop: 1 2 3
Dexter Fong: Night poop, you too
||||||||| Principalpoop is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:15 PM.
Dexter Fong: Cat???
Dexter Fong: Yo CAT!!!???
cease: i'm here
||||||||| It's 11:20 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...
||||||||| At 11:43 PM, Dexter Fong hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| cease is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 11:44 PM.
||||||||| the Fool on the Hill departs at 11:59 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:

ah,clem
Bambi
BoomDotTween
cease
Dexter Fong
doctecazoid
Dub Side of The Moon
Elayne
Floppinfar
H. STONES
llanwydd
MS Honeybunch Sanchez
Principalpoop
the Fool on the Hill
Tor Hershman URL References:
http://alkaspace.com/is.php?i=96564&img=1_Pledge_correc.jpg
http://alkaspace.com/is.php?i=97157&img=OpBerry_Crunch_.jpg
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/19/dining/19pot.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wpRNsuIfYzk

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"