Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
06/17/2010

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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 June 17, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Dexter-lexia', just granted probation at 5:54 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter-lexia:

I tell ya!

I took all my uppers!

You wanna hear me rap? [chanting]

I saw the best minds of my generation
destroyed by madness!

Starving, hysterical, naked . . . !

How’s the Bluecadelic
Pycho-Raga-Rock
Old Folks’
Dance Marathon doing?

They’re dropping like flies

Groovy . . .
Dexter-lexia:

SUPER : Hey, man -- its about your kid -- Malcolm X. John Lenon?
He dropped in today

BENWAY [gasp] : You mean . . .

SUPER : Benway, you kid’s a Drop-In.

BENWAY : It’ll kill his Mother!
Dexter-lexia:

God, this is an awesome moment!

The last stronghold of Un-Hip resistance is
out-of-sight,
under eight million hardbound copies of
The Naked Lunch!

It’s all over!

We’re coming home!

Ofay, are you Hip
To the dawn’s Daily Flash?
In the Ramparts we read
We’re so gallantly dreaming!
And the Rockettes red hair . . . !
Dexter-lexia:

The True White Brother is coming home.

Remember what the Great Spirit said?

If we did what we were supposed to do,
and lived according to The Plan,
White Brother would finish his work in the East
and come back to us.

Shuduppa’, Vepucci’!

I claim this stinking desert
in the name of the Empire of Spain
. Forever!

Let’s go!

God bless Vespucciland! M-m-m-mmmmmm . . .

Oh! By the way,
Domini
Domini
Domini,

you’re all Catholics now!
Dexter-lexia:

God bless you!

Come on, Father!

No one in their right mind
would live in this stinking desert!

. . . is, in reality, a Golden Opportunity
for humble,
God-fearin’ people
like ourselves,
an’ our families,
an’ our children,
an’ the generations a-comin’,
to carve a new life

-- outta the American Indian!

Welcome, White Brother!

Injuns!

Draw the wagons up in a circle!
||||||||| At 6:00 AM, Dexter-lexia hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| ah,clem sashays in at 8:43 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: 'no "few minutes" tonight, see ya next week'
||||||||| Around 8:52 PM, ah,clem walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| 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 HumidaTween falls out at 9:00 PM.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 17, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters with cease close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:01 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the Aviary.
HumidaTween: Hi Dex
HumidaTween: Clem and Bambi's anniversary today, so now show tonight
||||||||| "9:02 PM? I'm late!" exclaims HumidaTween, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
cease: you're storing cigars now, tween?
cease: dex said he was going out to see keith jarrett tonight
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and village idiot waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
village idiot: good evening
cease: hi idiot
village idiot: howdy cat
village idiot: I very, very recently found out what my welsh name means in english
cease: ah, llan
village idiot: yes, I very well may shorten it to that
village idiot: so, where is everybody else?
cease: im watching laker game, only partially here
cease: dex is at keith jarrett, ah clem and bambi are celebrating anniversary
village idiot: I see
cease: maybe tween with them.
village idiot: this has never happened before
cease: never is a a long time
village idiot: I saw a firesign sketch on youtube yesterday from 1981 that I remembered from when I saw them
village idiot: I don't get youtube at home but I was at a public library
cease: aha
village idiot: it was a nick danger sketch with rocky rococco doing the sound effects
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'H.Stones', just granted probation at 9:17 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
village idiot: Hey Stones
cease: another character enter
H.Stones: Who is they ?
H.Stones: Greetings
village idiot: I used to be known by a welsh name and just found out what it translates to in english
H.Stones: its quiet in here, have they run out of beer ?
village idiot: they who?
H.Stones: so you would be llanwydd i presume
village idiot: I was
H.Stones: so what exactly did llanwydd translate to
cease: how are things under a tory govt, stones?
H.Stones: so far so good, cease
village idiot: well, I always knew that llan translated to church or village but I just looked up wydd and it is a derogatory term
H.Stones: the Tories are in Coilition with the Liberals so no really draconian legislation as yet
cease: im basiclaly watching the laker game
village idiot: at least that is what the "urban dictionary" tells me
H.Stones: so llan its Welsh for Tosser is it ???
cease: we have right wing govt but week opposition so many bad tihngs happen
village idiot: basically it means idiot
H.Stones: well if you really are the village idiot, you should enter politics
village idiot: I've had this name for ten years, it's going to be hard to part with
H.Stones: yes Cease our new bunch of retards and chaners have started well by abolishing the ID Cards and the DNA database
village idiot: did I know this subconsciously and was insulting myself?
H.Stones: should read chancers
village idiot: I wondered what a chaner was
H.Stones: its a global village now and there are lots of idiots of various persuasions
cease: good to hear about the id cards, stones
H.Stones: my Canadian friend has been to visit me today
village idiot: do we have a dna database in the US?
H.Stones: i now have their arms up there backs to abolish any plans to put fluoride in the drinking water and it looks like we are winning that one as well
village idiot: well, your retards and chancers had the right idea
H.Stones: yes i think so llan, the DNA database is where the master records for the ID cards are stored
cease: good to hear you have at least one, stones
H.Stones: i have been fighting the evil shit that is fluoride for the last fifteen years, it doesnt work, its extremely toxic, bioaccumulative and unnacptable in a true democrasy to impose this kind of junk science on the population
village idiot: but the flouride merchants won't stand for its abolition
H.Stones: the world is increasingly in short supply of clean drinking water, china, india and several african countries are trying desperately to remove fluoride from wells. whether the fluoride is naturally occuring as in tea or added by perverts in government, its still toxic
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:28 PM and Principalpoop sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
H.Stones: under european law, they cannot turn off your water supply, so we simply refuse to pay for water that is contaminated and they cannot do diddly squat
village idiot: Hey rinci
Principalpoop: good evening
H.Stones: greetings Lord Poop
cease: lakers not looking good in the 1st period
Principalpoop: your highness
cease: hi poop
H.Stones: Honey has good news and sends greetings
cease: great to hear
village idiot: great
Principalpoop: ahh thanks, best to her and hers, and you and yours and them and theirs
Principalpoop: chancers?
Principalpoop: what are chancers?
village idiot: modern chaucers
Principalpoop: ahhhh
H.Stones: despite her illness, (heart operation and diabetes) she has been stuck in a godforsaken one horse town, a mile or two up in the southers rockies or whaever they call them, I christened the place Stamptoilet, as its total area was somewhere between a postage stamp and a toilet
Principalpoop: a tail held by an idiot
village idiot: just turn the u upside down
Principalpoop: that is the good news stones?
H.Stones: Chancers are opportunists, often found in the world of politics who will do or say anything to please their political masters or the voters so they can get a job where the public pays for them to sit on their arses doing diddly squate, sometimes they are called Career Politicians, but they cannot be trusted or relied upon
Principalpoop: diddly squat is fine, the ones that invade other countries and take away liberties are the ones you need to worry about
H.Stones: the good news is she has now found a much better place in Taos NM which will be much safer and healthier for her, hopefully she will be back online soon as well so we will all be graced by her presence
Principalpoop: southeast asia?
Principalpoop: between vietnam and burma or something like that?
H.Stones: i agree Poop, doing fuck all is definately preferable to bombing defenceless people and stealing their resources, the UK and USA are of course past masters at this kind of thing
Principalpoop: we learned from you
Principalpoop: but we learned not to directly colonize, that makes trouble, just economically colonize lol
cease: wonderful news, stones
cease: past?
H.Stones: yes despite the benefit of a written constitution there is still much of the British system of invasion, gunnboat deplomacy and rampant capitilism in the world
Principalpoop: i was confusing taos with laos, get with it guys, come on
cease: im watching lakers lose
cease: not pleasent
H.Stones: with all the "benifits" that brings. such as might is right, in law you get what you pay for, having the wrong colour or skin or religious belief etc
village idiot: what's the capital of taos
Principalpoop: that is chaos
H.Stones: lol Poop, i dont remember them bombing Taos but i could be wrong
cease: lakers cant seem to make free throws tonight
Principalpoop: color does not matter as much anymore, if you have enough cash
Principalpoop: yes, but we can bomb anybody we want, use drones anywhere, with impunity
H.Stones: it could still turn into a Firesign nightmare, where not being black or brown will be a disadvantage
Principalpoop: america, the land of the unimpunible
H.Stones: Hispances will soon outnumber WASPS in the USA i beleive
village idiot: yeah all spades are groovy
H.Stones: Hispanics i meant, sorry about the typing but Carpel Tunnel Syndrome is a pain in the arse as well as in the hands
Principalpoop: spics?
cease: sounds like the lads had good shows in oregon
Principalpoop: can we say spics?
H.Stones: well now its all niggers and kikes, so everyone is groovy now and a good thing too
Principalpoop: where did kike come from anyway? i was going to google and keep forgetting to
cease: i'm a hunkie myself
Principalpoop: nigger is from the country niger, not really a horrible source
H.Stones: i refuse to allow anyone to stop me from using terms as above, first they try to outlaw words, then they move on to burning books and re writing history
Principalpoop: niggers use the word niggers more than crackers do
H.Stones: i am a pinko commie liberal half irish wasp
Principalpoop: irish, oh hell
cease: a pejorative of ukranian, my mother's parents
village idiot: I've got some irish background
Principalpoop: get out ahh, i forget the bad name lol
village idiot: but not much influence
H.Stones: i nigger is a term of friendship or endearment, just as australians refer to every one as Bastards
Principalpoop: rooskie, another pinko commie
H.Stones: are you taking the Mick
Principalpoop: yes mick
Principalpoop: why is that a bad name?
H.Stones: actually i am not and never have been a commie, though i am proud to be a socialist which is a very different animal
Principalpoop: mick and kike, i must google lol
cease: canuck is supposed to be a swear word, but its the name of my town's hockey team
cease: indeed stones.
Principalpoop: precisely cat
village idiot: I heard "tikin the mickey out of im" when I was in england
cease: i am a proud son of saskatchewan, our first socialist province, circa 1944
Principalpoop: okay, not commies but pure pinkos lol
H.Stones: the sooner we all use these words regularly , the sooner all the hate and heat is removed and the stigma is gone, we are all gods children whatever name we give to him or her
Principalpoop: yes, i agree with lenny bruce about that
H.Stones: i think of myself as a Pagan and am preparing for the Solstice this week
Principalpoop: say damn enough times, and the sting goes
cease: hmm, as soon as switched from sangria to cidre, lakers started scoring
H.Stones: i have a lot of Jewish friends and our love of Yiddish brought us closer
village idiot: since when do you need to prepare for solstice?
H.Stones: yes its a load of bollocks
cease: i grew up in jewish neighbourhood in la, rarely met a goy
H.Stones: censorship of this kind of thing on radio and TV is the elite desperately trying to maintain power in the status quo
Principalpoop: religion let morons be experts about something
village idiot: that's amazing cat
village idiot: I didn't know an ethnic neighborhood could be so exclusive
Principalpoop: I thought LA was big for goy rights
cease: great jewish proverb, a scholar should have sex daily, a moron should never have sex so at least he'd having something to think of
H.Stones: the Pagans knew that being able to predict Eclipses, ie the darkening of the sun at noon, gave great power to the ruling elite in the church and aristocracy and this helped them maintain their strangle hold over normal people
Principalpoop: surrender stones, where we must play the game
H.Stones: its amasing that the story of the Tower of Babel is such a big deal in the Xtian religion yet strangely no one sees it for what it really is
Principalpoop: it is the elite who invented days and weeks, going to reject those too?
village idiot: what is it really stones
Principalpoop: weeks anyway
Principalpoop: days of the a week is pure fantasy
village idiot: hey, princ, if it weren't for days of the week, we wouldn't have thursday and then how would we chat?
H.Stones: it is a demonstration that in a religious state or being there is but one god and God whether he or she, doesnt give a bugger what you call him so long as you are prepared to talk
Principalpoop: hard to meet without a standardized time schedule thing, but that is arbitrary and imposed
Principalpoop: exactly idiot
H.Stones: the New Year began in the last week of March untill the King and Church decided it would be more convenient at christmas
H.Stones: we could chat whenever it pleased us to do so
Principalpoop: went off the sun standard, so to speak, centuries after going off the moon standard
Principalpoop: we still use the moon standard for easter and such
Principalpoop: morons lol
H.Stones: in the change from the Augustine to the Julian calander, the Months and days got buggered up, 12 days vanished and the people rioted in the streets
Principalpoop: it was bad, they stole days
village idiot: no, we need the days of the week as much as we need the months and the minutes to establish time frames
H.Stones: Islam studies the heavens for the first light of the moons crescent
village idiot: you have to break them down
||||||||| Catherwood leads Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:53 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Principalpoop: the swedes use the number of the day
Elayne: Wow, where is everyone? Evenin' all.
Principalpoop: of the year
Principalpoop: HI E
cease: hey el
village idiot: Hey Elayne
Principalpoop: quakers refuse to use the name of the months, because they names of false gods
H.Stones: all the great spiritual leaders including christ seem to be dedicated to the Sun apparently becoming stationary in the heavens in the winter solstice and beginning movement again after three days, of such myths great oppression is born
Principalpoop: and roman emperors
Principalpoop: right stones
Principalpoop: are
Principalpoop: jump in E
village idiot: are you sure about that princ?
Principalpoop: calenders religion morality power civilization
village idiot: in that case how would quakers go about their professional business?
Principalpoop: mars for march, janus for january, julius for jul, augustus for august
Principalpoop: use numbers
H.Stones: I have studies astrology for many years, it is the mother of science and came before astronomy, it sets out the seasons and months in a logical and regular cyclic order, it has little to do with myths or magic, but the churches of every persuasion stole this information and tried to turn it to their own advantage
Principalpoop: 8th month
village idiot: my dentist is a quaker and I'm sure if I asked him what month I last saw him, he'd tell me
Principalpoop: old quakers only used numbers
H.Stones: that is just compromise, Idiot
village idiot: lol
H.Stones: i know of amish who use computers run on solar power, bust that
cease: if there's a quaker oats, is there a quaker hall?
Principalpoop: i always thought the name was hauling oats, until I saw it written
cease: the mistake was intentional, poop
H.Stones: i think the Quakers such as the Cadbury family were on the whole not oppressive and genuinely sought to bring health and well being to people, a good man or woman doesnt have to be religious, but sometimes it gives a good starting point for improvement
village idiot: LOL, Princ
Principalpoop: Jump in E, calendars, religion, power, civilization, astronomy
village idiot: we call that a mondegreen
H.Stones: Hi Elayne
Principalpoop: same as stealing glass in some song
village idiot: when I first heard the name WC Fields I thought it was double you see fields
Principalpoop: yes stones, they have done lots of good works
Principalpoop: now you are just being ridiculous idiot hehe
cease: one tab, you only see lots?
H.Stones: WC fields often did see double i believe and he could also be a bit of shithouse too but i still love his work
cease: take another, and fields appear
Principalpoop: a tab of what?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: your favourite entheogen
Principalpoop: quite
village idiot: LOL Cat
H.Stones: i remember when he was on a train journey and nose brat kid in front kept pulling faces at him, finally the kid turned to his mother and said, Hey Mom the many behind has a really big red nose and the kids mother replied, Now stop that johhny, i bet you wouldnt complain if you had a nose that big full of nickels
Principalpoop: my dad used that phrase
cease: i remember that, stones
village idiot: tween sent me a copy of a fields film, International House. I quite enjoyed it
cease: i had that at one time. good flick
H.Stones: i liked several of his filsm
H.Stones: films
Principalpoop: I like the one with the goat
Elayne: I'm afraid to play any WC Fields for Robin. The Marx Brothers put him to sleep, I can only imagine what Fields would do.
village idiot: very interesting, Elayne. what does robin laugh at?
H.Stones: do you remember the blind man in the stoor looking for comquats and destroying Fields store with his white cane
Principalpoop: marx brothers non interesting, hmmmm
village idiot: in my opinion, the marx brothers are the apex of film comedy
cease: i have found some marx brothers very tedious
Principalpoop: mel brooks is near or there
H.Stones: yes, cease, often quite formulaic
cease: but at their best, the open up the possibilites, as do firesing
Elayne: He likes the Goon Show, VI. He laughs at lots of British stuff.
village idiot: I had a slight problem with Room Service for many years but that actually is a good film
Elayne: Peter Sellers is one of his favorites.
village idiot: I have yet to hear a goon show
Principalpoop: yes, pink panthers are classics
cease: Sellers is a good buy.
H.Stones: me and the wife were nearly thrown out of a cinema in a red neck part of yorkshire for laughing uncontrollably at High Anxiety, they werre all farmers boys who simply didnt get the yiddish jokes
village idiot: yes, clouseau was sellers crowning achievement
Elayne: He also likes Pete & Dud, especially as Derek and Clive.
village idiot: oh, yeah. beyond the fringe is brilliant
Elayne: He likes some of Gervais' stuff too. I used to like Gervais a lot more than I do now.
Principalpoop: i was laughing at some movie, I was the only one laughing, it took another 10 minutes before the audience realized they were watching a comedy, I forget what movie it was now lol
cease: i saw izzard a few weeks ago. as funny as anything i've seen
Elayne: Given the choice, I prefer Stephen Merchant to Ricky Gervais.
Principalpoop: i was going to ask, he does have some good skits
H.Stones: yes i have been there Poop
village idiot: my favorite british comedian, though, is Ken Dodd
Elayne: Well, Izzard, that goes without saying. He's from Bexhill, you know, that's where Robin was born.
H.Stones: i think Rick Gervais is pants
cease: ive treid to watch and listen to gervais shows but never found them very funny
village idiot: most americans have never heard of him. ask robin. he'll tell you dodd is a scream
Principalpoop: the scot comedian was funny, did not translate to movies, i forget his name
cease: i have no idea where that is, el
Elayne: He's telling me about Dodd right now, VI. :)
cease: i assume in the uk somewhere
H.Stones: he is too one dimensional and once you have got used to his objectionable and arrogant personality there is little left to laugh at
Elayne: He says he's "not to my taste - although, as a 6-year-old, I used to like his Diddy Men."
Principalpoop: precisely stones, he was good for that part, should keep that character
Elayne: Of course, Fry and Laurie are the bee's knees for both of us.
Elayne: I weas just catching up on Fry's blog today, I suddenly realized his old RSS feed wasn't working for me.
H.Stones: Dodd is one of the fasted of all british comedians even though he is now rather elderley, he just pours cascades of jokes onto his audience and in live theatre he is pretty obscene though careful on TV
cease: i loved black adder
Principalpoop: i watched most of the black adder and folllowup series on the net, marvelous
Principalpoop: right
H.Stones: Yes Rowan ATkinson used to be funny but Mr Bean is pathetic
Elayne: Me too, Cat. Blackadder 2 and 3 most especially.
Principalpoop: mr bean is ok
village idiot: I've heard he can keep an audience in stitches for up to eight hours straight
cease: i never was able to watrch bean, just the black adder series
Elayne: Robin also just mentioned Ripping Yarns.
cease: i think i saw that
cease: one of the pyuthon's projects, right?
village idiot: I remember ripping yarns from the late 70s
Principalpoop: does not ring a bell
village idiot: PBS used to show Thames TV comedies in the 70s
H.Stones: the root of most of the great british comedy stems from Peter Cook and Spike Milligan
Elayne: And Yes, Minister. That's one of his favorites.
cease: a left wing mag i subscribe to regularly excepts big chunks of Yes Minister
Principalpoop: what the couple trying to become self-sufficient? the snooty neighbor moved on to the manor born
H.Stones: Milligan was Pete Bergmans hero
Principalpoop: who
cease: and writing partner
Elayne: Oh dear, that's done it for me for the evening. Way too exhausted. Night all.
Principalpoop: ciao E
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:13 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cease: by el
H.Stones: take care E and have a good week
Principalpoop: stones, my question
H.Stones: go ahead Poop
Principalpoop: look above, quick, how many lines do you keep?
H.Stones: about five i think
H.Stones: depdnds on font size
H.Stones: new Windows 7 PC has buggered things up
Principalpoop: ok, a couple trying to be self, sufficient, grow their own food and such
H.Stones: ah
H.Stones: The Good Life
Principalpoop: snob neighbor was later in the series to the manor born
Principalpoop: oops ok lol
Principalpoop: that was a fun series
H.Stones: yes the snoot neighbour lives just outside our village here
Principalpoop: he was in another, walked into the ocean at the end, bizarre and sad
H.Stones: Penelope Keith shes called
H.Stones: tha last one was The Rise and Fall of Reginal Perrin
Principalpoop: right
H.Stones: he was a brilliant actor, not just a comic
Principalpoop: not american, to have that kind of ending
Principalpoop: yes
village idiot: I remember the name reginald perrin
H.Stones: the series before that was calaled Rising Damp
Principalpoop: oops I should have said spoiler alert, sorry
village idiot: one very popular british comedian who was not to my taste was benny hill
Principalpoop: we did not get rising damp
village idiot: I can't really appreciate a comedian who laughs at his own jokes
H.Stones: dont worry, poop, i always read the last page of a novel before i buy it to see whether its worth wasting my time suspending my belief
Principalpoop: for the idiot stones if he had not seen that series
Principalpoop: i would not have watched the whole thing, knowing that was the finalie lol
H.Stones: reginald perrin
H.Stones: he played the part of a slum landlord
H.Stones: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rising_Damp
H.Stones: Leonard Rossiter was in a class of his own
Principalpoop: thats the guy, I don't know the other people, if it played in the usa, I missed it
village idiot: oh, yes that's who perrin was
Principalpoop: the wife the good life, I had a crush on her
village idiot: he played the russian in 2001
H.Stones: you are not alone
Principalpoop: yes
H.Stones: lots of peeps fancied her, she was the perfect english rose
village idiot: I've seen him more often in that than anything else, having seen that film so many times
Principalpoop: that is a super film
H.Stones: she still acts and plays a part of a femail detictive partnership, not funny at all but not bad
Principalpoop: not funny at all? that is a shame
Principalpoop: our rose?
H.Stones: lets face it, when it comes to comedy, we know our shit on this chat
Principalpoop: i grew to like that show, did not at first, mrs bucket bouquette hehe
H.Stones: incidentally where is everyone tonight is there a ball game or have the Yanks suddenly got into World Cup Soccer ?
Principalpoop: i have no idea
Principalpoop: i don't have my hand on the pulse of america anymore, we are nuts
H.Stones: thats not my pulse, take your hand off it
Principalpoop: longest war in our history, and would not know there was a war
Principalpoop: billions every month and nobody cares
Principalpoop: so phooey
H.Stones: i think the Cold War was probably the longest
village idiot: what I could do with billions a month
Principalpoop: that is true
H.Stones: still fighting it in North Korea
Principalpoop: hundreds would do the job for me
Principalpoop: no that is a new one, the north korea king is a loon
village idiot: I'd give most of it away instead of sit on the world's resources
H.Stones: i always liked Bill Hicks when he talked about Desert Storm
Principalpoop: we are still in iraq
H.Stones: must of compulsory cup of tea, brb
Principalpoop: but not called a war, not sure when it stopped hehe
H.Stones: my typing is really shit tonite
Principalpoop: i drop words
Principalpoop: alzheimers beginning
H.Stones: when we had the falklands the mad bitch called thatcher would only refer to it as the Falklands Conflict
Principalpoop: words are important
H.Stones: my CTS means i cannot always feel the keys and thus dont know whether the word is printed or not till it too late
Principalpoop: but actions speak louder than words, gitmo is not closed, obamas dept of justice is chasing whistle blowers, has new prison at bagram, still doing renditions
village idiot: well, I'm heading out. take care and see you next week
cease: i was upstairs dining during half time. you'e still here?
Principalpoop: that was a fast tea, are you the flash stones?
Principalpoop: no, we all left a while ago cat
cease: tjhis chat is at least more alive than my lakers
H.Stones: The Flash
H.Stones: i am really GI Joe in my accerations suit
Principalpoop: i wondered why you did not jump in at some of the juicy comments cat hehe
Principalpoop: have not seen that film or cartoon stones
H.Stones: Juicy Comments, did i miss something ?
Principalpoop: anti-war sentiment, that is juicy nowadays
H.Stones: GI Joe is a ripping yarn and very enjoyable for me who likes, special effects, loads of action and plenty of cliches
Principalpoop: quite
Principalpoop: could it be as simple as no draft, the reason we don't care about these wars?
H.Stones: if you want a good laugh, i cannot recommend the following highly enough, John Clees and Peter Cook at the peak of their powers
H.Stones: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFb_Ik_4jz0
cease: will watch, stones. much more entertainin than lakers
Principalpoop: i found this today by chance
Principalpoop: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4r_HWWQyCs
Principalpoop: a different world back then
H.Stones: i know those two guys personally, Poop
Principalpoop: i know you do stones, I kept the link for you
Principalpoop: marvelous
H.Stones: ty for that Poop, i have Real Player which has download facily so i can steal everylhing from You tube with ease
Principalpoop: a sense of hope and anticipation and joy
cease: have you met the firesigns, stones?
H.Stones: sadly no cease, although i met a couple of them here in this chat room
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| village idiot - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: the idiot is dead? long live the idiot
Principalpoop: poor idiot, using youtube on msntv got him
Principalpoop: john steward, showed clips of the past 8 presidents all calling for an end to dependence on foreigh oil hahahaha
H.Stones: seeing crosby and nash brings back some happy memories, Nash introduce me to Crosby and then Joni Mitchell who i had a love evening with and persuaded her to do a gig in Manchester my ho
cease: yes i saw that, poop
Principalpoop: a good time stones
cease: stewart and his writers are at the top of us comedy, as politics
Principalpoop: i think so
cease: i'm sure she wasnt your ho, stones
H.Stones: probably the best week of my life Poop, i even had some Nepalese temple balls which rendered Ms Mitchell incapable of tuning her guitar,
Principalpoop: spoofing, left and right, as needed
Principalpoop: ho is an english term of endearment, right stones? hehe
cease: ive had so many good weeks, i couldnt think of a best one
H.Stones: lol
H.Stones: i am not sure about that sir poop
Principalpoop: as you wish your highness
H.Stones: my typing is creating the wrong impression
cease: typing does that
cease: genotyping too
Principalpoop: some people say chat does not convey emotions, fuck them!
cease: the magic cidre doesnt seem to be working on the lakers anymore. they are sinking
Principalpoop: switch to gatoraide quick
H.Stones: i said i had a lovely evening with La Mitchell but also in the company of Graham and other friends
cease: indeed you did, stones
cease: and she probably was living in LA at that point
cease: and Manchester is sure glad you did
Principalpoop: nepalese temple balls huh? sure it was all not just a hallucination? lol
H.Stones: what pleases me most is that Crosby, Nash, Young and Jackson Browne still beleive and act the same now as they did back then, i clearly chose my friends well as did they
H.Stones: the strongest stuff i ever tried, Poop
cease: yes the lads sound as committed as ever. just raspier
H.Stones: i used to pal around with Grahams sister, Victoria for a while
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:48 PM, dragging Bunnyboy by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Bunnyboy: Quickly, quickly, sneaky pop.
Principalpoop: i would not change if I became rich and famous, peons...
cease: wow. its an errant rabbit
Principalpoop: hi bunnyboy
Bunnyboy: Nash is getting the CBE, right?
H.Stones: his mom was a lovely lady too, her home was our home, we were made really welcome in a typical north of england way,
Principalpoop: is that right? cool
cease: is that like the pashtun way, stones?
Principalpoop: scottish? you had to bring your own food and drink?
H.Stones: Our House is a very nice house with two cats in the yard, life used to be so hard, now everything is lovely cos of you, " it really sums it up
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Merlyn in through the front door at 10:50 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: hello M
Merlyn: hey, working on flash stuff right now, just came in to say hell
H.Stones: suffice it to say that things were usually shared and enjoyed, Poop
Merlyn: o
Principalpoop: hell to you too M
Principalpoop: oops o
H.Stones: All Hell the Great Merlyn
cease: hell, merl
Bunnyboy: Oh, sorry. OBE for Nash. CBE for Catherine Zeta-Jones.
Bunnyboy: Hiya, Merlyn!
Principalpoop: it was a scottish joke stones, wire was invited by 2 scots fighting over a penny
H.Stones: a good scot would never break into a penny if there was a half penny available
Principalpoop: which is better? OBE or CBE or OBIkenobi?
Bunnyboy: An OBE for John Cale, too.
H.Stones: its all bollocks, Poop
cease: makes a great casserole
Bunnyboy: OBO.
H.Stones: Order of the British Empire, what the fuck is that about int 2010
Bunnyboy: Stones: You get a free meal?
Principalpoop: he gets to kick canadians and pakistanis if he wants
Bunnyboy: That was Mel Brooks' take on the Kennedy Center honors.
H.Stones: the Queen hits you with a sword and asks you who you are and what you do, she is not the most aware person in the world for sure
Bunnyboy: He gets to turn profile, and sniff deeply.
Principalpoop: careful with that sword toots
cease: if she were more aware, she might join al qaeda
H.Stones: these things help you get a job on some committee or orther
Bunnyboy: At least she isn't Sister Elizabeth.
cease: just watched tv show about your nazi king and his yankee bride, mistress of german ambassador
Bunnyboy: "Who made you?:" " God made me."
Principalpoop: that is news to me cat, stop that hehe
Principalpoop: you don't believe in divine right of ascension? blasphemy
H.Stones: yes cease, in world war 2, the german Luftwaffe, air force were careful not to bomb anything owned by our royal family or theires as they were the same, the safest place in the London Blitz was in a small house near the palace or the castle
Bunnyboy: I was profoundly disappointed last night. The Paley Center (AKA The Museum of Television and Radio) had a "Greatest Surprises" special, on CBS.
cease: the show said the "king" actually gave away valuable intelligence to nazis
cease: and was poised to come back to the monarchy as their tool if they won
Bunnyboy: Neglected to remember they polled the masses. Over a quarter of the 30 entries were prime-time gameshow crap.
Principalpoop: nice job king
cease: hows it going, bun?
H.Stones: he was certainly a tool
Principalpoop: lordy lordy bunnybody
cease: my lakers are losing. all is not well with the universe
H.Stones: hi Bunnyboy
Bunnyboy: cease: S'okay fine. How you?
cease: as i said, lakers still losing. the universe will improve if they win though
H.Stones: brb
Bunnyboy: hizee Stones
Principalpoop: what game is it?
Principalpoop: ok stones, get that tea finally
cease: 7th. last game,
Principalpoop: ouch cat
Bunnyboy: Game 7. End of the line.
cease: celtics 57, good guys 53 at the end of 3rd
Bunnyboy: (sings) There's always tomorrow, for dreams to come true...
Principalpoop: they made to the final of the final, why is that horrible?
Principalpoop: still close cat
Principalpoop: they can turn it around, get your hopes up hehe
cease: yes poop. lakers can come back in teh 4th
Principalpoop: have they done that often all year?
H.Stones: do they lakers actually live in the lake ?
Bunnyboy: Anybody remember what commercial FST CD had the "hang it on the grocery wall" song?
Principalpoop: wb your highness
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: its horrible because i've seen this before. i went to my first laker game when they moved to la in 1960 and for many years thereafter, they'd lose to celtics in finals
Bunnyboy: I've got it in my RFO podcast. PINK HOTEL?
cease: yes bun
H.Stones: its 4 am here, its past dawn and the birdies are all singing
cease: stones hould know that. mr. liverface. they did that on thier live bbc show
cease: you are a night person, stones?
H.Stones: indeed i do, cease
H.Stones: i am a musican and writer, nocturnal comes with the territory
Principalpoop: i am neither and I am nocturnal too, and toto too
H.Stones: i used to work shifts and it buggered up my body clock and eventuallya as the old blues standar would have it, The night time is the right ime!"
Principalpoop: i think years of 56k modem, where the best times was in the middle of the night for bandwidth
H.Stones: if i kept respectable hours, i would not be blessed by the fine companionship of the stout fellows who inhabit this room, my life would be cheapened
Principalpoop: i think that was a complement almost stones, stop that limey
cease: we're glad we can enrich you
Bunnyboy: Now pay up!
Principalpoop: yes, don't thank us, send cash
H.Stones: i can give you a controlling interest in a once profitable oil company that has fallen on hard times
cease: yes i suppose you can, stones
H.Stones: i think if truth were known both the USA and the UK are flat broke and now living on history and interest
Principalpoop: i will take it, start charging for access to those cams, make big money
H.Stones: i am already selling Pelican Burgers
Bunnyboy: "Pardon me, but could you help out a British executive who's down on his luck?"
cease: where as canada is flush thanks to tar sands destroying alberta and the atmostphere but filing up us tanks
H.Stones: and it must be said.... rather injudicious in his speech, Bunny
Principalpoop: lots of new meanings to the phrase alligator tears
Bunnyboy: Props to BP's CEO, for not having a lawyer at elbow, and no evidence of an earphone feed of same.
Bunnyboy: That said, a cagy performance, nonetheless.
H.Stones: new Macca single, We Were the Walrus, now we is dead
cease: good one, stones
H.Stones: truth is if things go on this way, the company will not be worth anything and of no value to either the USA or the UK as a once great now failed multinational company,
Principalpoop: they cannot die
cease: now if only the same would happen to all the other oil companies
H.Stones: then of course taxpayers on both sides of the Slick will have to pick up the tab
Principalpoop: they change names, or are cannibleized
Bunnyboy: That's it! We'll put the excess oil into Tab cans. Mission accomplished!
H.Stones: and then there would be a big Cannery Row
Bunnyboy: BP becomes...U.S. PLUS!
Principalpoop: don't call it pollution, call it enhanced ocean water, with spf-35 oil already included
H.Stones: well if the patents are still available for the water engine, they could have a new hybrid car which ran on enhanced see water and would need no lubrication
cease: everything will eventually, bunny. thats the idea
H.Stones: my new car does two Pelicans to the mile
H.Stones: as the hi fi blasts out, See you Later Lubricator
Principalpoop: add eggs and vinegar and make caesar dressing
Principalpoop: salad for the world
H.Stones: look out here comes Bob Geldoff
cease: am i between him and a famine? i better move quickly
H.Stones: between a rock and a greasy place
cease: chirs rock and gracy slick?
H.Stones: well folks, i think i better go and phone Honey to see how she is faring.
Principalpoop: say good night gracie
Principalpoop: give her our best stones
H.Stones: Volunteers of Amoco
cease: all our best to her, stones
Principalpoop: i think that is the bus leaving announcement, i need to make more coffee too
H.Stones: i will pass on your greetings mes amiz
cease: im gonna go watch last minutes of basketball game.
cease: see y'all next week
Principalpoop: everybody have a super week
Principalpoop: ciaooo
||||||||| At 11:20 PM, cease vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Principalpoop is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:20 PM.
H.Stones: i second that poop, stay well and stay safe everyone
H.Stones: nighty night
Merlyn: ok seeya
||||||||| At 11:20 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| H.Stones is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:21 PM.
Bunnyboy: I'm the sole surviv...
Bunnyboy pops
||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes off, saying "11:23 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| 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
cease
Dexter-lexia
Elayne
H.Stones
HumidaTween
Merlyn
Principalpoop
village idiot

URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rising_Damp
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E4r_HWWQyCs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFb_Ik_4jz0

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"