Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
10/21/2010

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for October 21, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| RedPillTweeny sneaks in around 5:17 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| It's 5:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Aspergum', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| Aspergum leaves to catch the 8:11 PM train to Billville.
||||||||| Aspergum tiptoes in around 8:12 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Caterino inside, makes a note of the time (8:29 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| At 8:29 PM, Caterino hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Caterino in through the front door at 8:29 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Caterino: am I too late for the eats?
||||||||| It's 8:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Aspergum - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Caterino: I am so alone. I am not late, just alone.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:33 PM and late as usual, it's ah,clem, just back from Hellmouth."
ah,clem: hi Bob
Caterino: Hello, ah,clem
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern, Nick'
Caterino: I am lagging
ah,clem: just here to put up the sign, back at top of hour or so
ah,clem: see ya
Caterino: Ok, is it a Firesign, yuk yuk
||||||||| ah,clem leaves to catch the 8:35 PM train to Washington.
Caterino: I'll see ya on the funway
Caterino: im sitting here typing like an idiot. May as well sit here and keep talking like an idiot.
Caterino: just a poem I have written. Enjoy. http://caterino.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=stories&thread=248&page=1
Caterino: I can't remember, am I sypposed to listen to CNI or watch CSI? WTF, my OCD, or is it? Or is it? must type it twice.
||||||||| It's 8:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Caterino - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 plummets into the garden at 8:53 PM.
||||||||| 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 Tween-O-Matic plummets into the garden at 8:59 PM.
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny
Tween-O-Matic: Hello, I must be going...
||||||||| "8:59 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Tween-O-Matic, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Dexter Fong: He's real gone
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Tween-O-Matic', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: Tweeny's been Italicized
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 21, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Good Job Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Dexter Fong: If that's what it takes
Tween-O-Matic: Trying out Google Chrome on my Linux box. Runs really well
Dexter Fong: I'm running Chrome also
Dexter Fong: Finally packed in my Netscape
||||||||| "9:03 PM? 9:03 PM!!" says Catherwood, "ah,clem should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ah,clem enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
ah,clem: hi
Dexter Fong: Evening Clem
ah,clem: Evening
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies cease inside, makes a note of the time (9:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Tween-O-Matic: Hello Mr. Clem
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
Tween-O-Matic: Evenin' cease
cease: i hear down under danger
ah,clem: as well you should
ah,clem: but did you hear my introduction?
cease: hi all
Dexter Fong: Has no one nothing to say?
cease: am i here?
Dexter Fong: No...you're way over there
cease: i'm always here
Dexter Fong: Yoouu were here too
Dexter Fong: Velma...They don't make dames like that anymore
ah,clem: lol
cease: or names
cease: anyone here?
ah,clem: yes, I think so Cat
Dexter Fong: I'm here <-----
cease: i hope all are well
Dexter Fong: Pretty good
Dexter Fong: eet tu?
Dexter Fong: et
ah,clem: had a bad week, but feeling a bit better now
cease: finaly got eh ny trip up on my blog
Dexter Fong: Glad to hear your on the mend Clem
cease: which everyone knows the url, whatever it is.
||||||||| 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 Caterino disembarks at 9:20 PM.
ah,clem: wb Bob
Dexter Fong: WB BC
Tween-O-Matic: Evenin' Bob
cease: dex you can watch us eat at perse, as well as other flicks
Caterino: Hey gang
cease: hi bob
Caterino: Cease
Caterino: I lag, big time,
||||||||| Caterino is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 9:22 PM.
Tween-O-Matic: I lager
cease: i'm not sure if i'm lagging or just lack of talk
||||||||| Outside, the 9:22 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Caterino coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Caterino: I lag, therefore I, lag.
Caterino: I had chat set to ten seconds, now 2, better
Tween-O-Matic: T'would make a difference
||||||||| Catherwood leads llandmyne in through the front door at 9:25 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cease: i guess meryl is with the lads in la
Caterino: Tween o matic, are you a Ron Propeeel product
llandmyne: hello
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
cease: hi llan
Tween-O-Matic: Catherwood, please defuse llandmyne
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Tween-O-Matic and mumbles "oh, fuck off Tween-O-Matic!"
Caterino: hey Ll
Tween-O-Matic: On;y $19.95 + shipping, Bob
ah,clem: hi LL
Caterino: Catherwood pick caterino's pocket
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Caterino and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, Caterino!"
Caterino: Funny Catherwood, I don't look Gibberish
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Caterino and asks "Did you need me?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please slip yourself a mickey
||||||||| Catherwood slips himself a mickey .
Caterino: How about the pocket Tween
cease: great dialogue on this
Caterino: I am freezing up, anyone have a computer blanket
llandmyne: catherwood, stop typing gibberish
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to llandmyne and says "Would you like something?"
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give Canterino a PC Slanket
||||||||| Catherwood gets canterino a pc slanket.
Tween-O-Matic: anyone here play Second Life online?
Caterino: wass dat
Dexter Fong: Still using m6y first
Caterino: wheres dat
Dexter Fong: who dat who say wass dat?
cease: i have never played an online game, or ever expect to
Caterino: I be me, , wow, Amos and Andy always good
Caterino: Anyone remember the television show Amos and Andy?
Dexter Fong: I remeber more bnetter the radio shows
Tween-O-Matic: Yes, Bob, I'm that old
cease: If it was on after 56, I may have seen it. Dont remember it
Caterino: Hows about Behlua
Tween-O-Matic: And The Honeymooners, and Lucy, etc
llandmyne: well, I've played trivia games online but never anything intelligent
Caterino: Ive been played on line
Dexter Fong: is that how you win all the time?
Tween-O-Matic: My brother has been trying to get me to play it - http://secondlife.com/
Caterino: Saw Proctor on all in the family the other night
Tween-O-Matic: It's a 'virtual world'. Apparently pretty complex
cease: i rmemeber, that was a big thing for him then
Dexter Fong: Like this one's not bad enough?
||||||||| 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 Bambi disembarks at 9:33 PM.
Tween-O-Matic: Really? Never knew he appeared on AITF
Tween-O-Matic: Hello deer person
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
Caterino: I see, I need to check it out
llandmyne: never played Gagglemax or any of those cool games
Bambi: hello dear friends
Caterino: Bam
Bambi: uh, oh...looks like we reconnected
llandmyne: hi bambi
cease: greeetings, bambi
Caterino: I have no pronlem talking to the ladies, well unless we are face to face. Bambi how r u
Caterino: or problem
Dexter Fong: prounouns?
Bambi: finally feeling a little more rested
Caterino: ah I remember rest
Caterino: na just pro's
Bambi: for the last week or so, I forgot what rested was
cease: good to hear, bambi
Caterino: No rest for the weary
Bambi: spent 6 days and nights with my mother in the hospital 3 hrs away
Caterino: and no weary for the rest
Bambi: and 2 nights were restless even after getting back
Caterino: Sorry to hear that Bambi
Dexter Fong: Yes, Bambi, we heard last week...how wnet it?
Bambi: last night slept 11 hrs
Tween-O-Matic: How's she faring, Bambi?
cease: sleep is your friend
Bambi: she is doing much better ... we almost lost her twice during the past week though
Caterino: I am glad
cease: you need the strength
Bambi: didn't realize I was so worn out
Bambi: you just keep pushing yourself
Bambi: under such conditions
Dexter Fong: I pushed myself so hard, I fell right over
Bambi: guess I did too last night LOL
cease: i dont want to keep you awake here
Bambi: but we feel very blessed that she is doing so well now
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:41 PM, dragging Elayne by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Tween-O-Matic: Hey E
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Bambi: hi Elayne
cease: you are indeed, bambi
cease: hi el
Bambi :-) great to see ya. Feeling better now?
llandmyne: hi elayne
Tween-O-Matic: That's great to hear, Bambi
Elayne: Much, Bambi. Aside from a monster of a foot cramp (in the toes) about an hour ago, I'm A-OK. Got a great report from my ophthalmologist this afternoon, so I'm pleased about that too.
Bambi: awesome. great to hear that!
cease: Great news, El
Dexter Fong: Good to hear Elayne
Tween-O-Matic: kewl E :)
Dexter Fong: afkfr
Elayne: Oh, and Cat? Your tea is delicious iced. I'm sipping some now. Thanks again.
cease: glad you enjoy it
Elayne: Yeah, I looked it up online to figure out how much to use per pitcher. Turns out 15ml is about right.
cease: i love it
Elayne: Have lots of extra cheesecloth laying about, so I made a sachet, steeped it for about 10 minutes, and there you are.
cease: i steep it for 3-4 min. tops.
cease: then i make a 2nd mug by adding a bit more tea, so 2 cups at perfect strength, but not bitter
Elayne: The directions said 5-10, I think. Let me get the website.
Bambi: Elayne, in the log I was talking about the rough week I had with my mother this past week ... not sure if you knew about it
Elayne: http://www.teacuppa.com/Hawaii-Cocktail.asp
cease: i like weaker tea than most people
Elayne: Haven't been able to keep up with blogs that much of late, Fran. What's going on?
Elayne: Sorry, not blogs, the log here.
llandmyne: the english wouldn't steep tea for ten minutes
Bambi: spent 6 days and nights with my mother in the hospital 3 hrs away
Bambi: and 2 nights were restless even after getting back .. last night slept 11 hrs
cease: they drink it with milk.i only sweeten with a few drops of honey
Elayne: Oh my. I've just skimmed the log and seen where you said she's doing better now, so there's a mercy. Continued best wishes for her improvement.
Bambi: my mother is doing much better ... we almost lost her twice during the past week though
Bambi: thanks
Bambi: it has been stressful
||||||||| It's 9:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Caterino - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi: we lost my dad in '05 ... so it was particularly stressful to think we could lose my mother ....she has had a pretty bad heart attack (lost 1/3 of her heart due to it) and responded very poorly to pain killers they gave her for a broken patella (broke it in half like a china plate during a fall)
llandmyne: I read on the internet the english steep it for half a minute. I've tried that with tea bags and it seems just right
Dexter Fong: I say just put the water and tea in the same room for a fortnight, that's enough
Elayne: Oh my, Fran. Thank goodness my mom is still pretty feisty (snowbirding back to Vegas tomorrow) at 79. But I see my aunt failing in bits and pieces following the death of my uncle; she can't really see any more, and she looks pretty frail.
Bambi: they did a spinal to put 2 screws and a wire in to fix her knee
Elayne: It's weird when you get to this age and realize the generation before you is thinning out.
Bambi: my mom is 73
Tween-O-Matic: That's nasty, Bambi :(
Dexter Fong: 73?
Bambi: she also has dementia/alzheimers
llandmyne: my mom is 160 and still has all her hair
Dexter Fong: Well preserved, eh?
Bambi: so you have to keep telling her where she and why to refresh her memory. other times she remembers...difficult
Tween-O-Matic: I'll bet it's very rough, bambi
cease: sounds lilke mummy
Bambi: certainly sad to see her like that; especially with the heart attack and broken knee on top of everything else
cease: must be hideous, bambi
Bambi: just really sad
Bambi: my dad was very much with it most of the time even toward the end so this is very different
Bambi: well, I am going to go lay down ... sorry, didn't mean to bring everyone down
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi, rest up
cease: my mother benefits from knowing very little
Elayne: Feel better, Fran. Don't neglect to take care of yourself as well.
cease: sleep well, bambi
Bambi: thank you all ... see ya next time
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:00 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bambi by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Elayne: Cat, I just saw your SFU With Fumiyo post. Not enough Fumiyo!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: Yes, I must post closer images of her. This was the first time she went out shooting with me. We had a great time.
cease: sfu= simone fraser university, up on a mountain
Elayne: If she doesn't mind being photographed, I for one would like to see more of her in your blog.
cease: we are planning another day of shooting somwhere in greater van after the next rainy week
Elayne: Bistro Basque photos came out a little grainy. Bad lighting?
llandmyne: "went out shooting" sounds dangerous
cease: hdvd to stilll photo is a long stretch to begin with and the lighting was very poor
cease: but teh food was unbelievabley good. you must go visit tom and liili and eat there
llandmyne: I had a friend who told me he shot reagan many years ago. I was taken by surprise at first but then remembered he was a photographer
cease: with one of my cameras of course, llan. i look forward to the day that's all it means
llandmyne: surprised
llandmyne: anyway, he also shot bob dylan and duke ellington
cease: lol llan
Elayne: Yes, that's definitely on our list of things to do, if Tom ever comes on chat when I'm here I'll have to suggest it.
cease: i was on a plane from beijing to rome and they guy next to me, from uk, said he was in beijing builiding an underground
cease: i thought he was smuggling out democracy refugees
cease: he told me he'd be here tonight but work may have intervened
llandmyne: LOL
||||||||| doctecazoid waltzes in at 10:08 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Dexter Fong: Hiya Doc
cease: its ilke magic.
llandmyne: hi doc
Dexter Fong: Ilke Magic, what a wonderful dancer
cease: sounds like austirain skiier
cease: ilke magic could tear down a mt faster than can you could rememeber who magic johnson was
Dexter Fong: Austere sking, no boots, no gloves, no hat, no skis
doctecazoid: hi im phoning this in
llandmyne: fred austere?
Dexter Fong: Working from car eh?
Elayne: Hey Doc, Cat was just suggesting that you/Lili and Robin/me make plans for Bistro Basque.
llandmyne: skiing with his top hat, white tie and tails?
doctecazoid: from my android phone
cease: yes doc, i raved about it on my blog today, also lili's salmon
doctecazoid: e: yes bistro basque is the nazz
Dexter Fong: Nazz? As in Lord Buckley?
Elayne: Mayhap in November?
doctecazoid: i'll let lili know cat
cease: vid of us at the postted pig and daniel is up too. lili must see
llandmyne: soup nazz
doctecazoid: early to mid november is best
Dexter Fong: For Jesus so loved the world he invented soup
cease: i feel inspired to make new soups
doctecazoid: lili and i are going to sanity rally 10/30
Dexter Fong: Doc: YOu think it's help?
doctecazoid: and ill be tied uo
Dexter Fong: it'l
doctecazoid: tied up 3
Dexter Fong: Menage a hog it
Dexter Fong: e
Dexter Fong: teie
cease: i suspect a real cultural event, with copies of stewart's book for sale
Dexter Fong: tie
doctecazoid: i'pl be tied up third and fourth wknds in nov
cease: i'm glad i was able to see you at work with yur fellow musician
cease: to see that part of your life
Tween-O-Matic: Hey Doc
doctecazoid: so we'd have to do it first or second weekend nov
Tween-O-Matic: Anyone know to 'run from a directory' in Linux? I'm trying to boot Second Life in Ubuntu
llandmyne: you speak ubuntu?
Tween-O-Matic: I do not
Dexter Fong: You bunt too?
Dexter Fong: How's your power to right?
llandmyne: lol
Tween-O-Matic: lol
cease: maury wills used to bunt
Dexter Fong: Mary Wells didn't
llandmyne: maybe maury can be a translator for Second Life
Dexter Fong: He's like that llan
Dexter Fong: He'd
Elayne: Can I translate my Second Life into my first?
Elayne is still unsure of how to go places in Second Life.
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Wait for the rapture
Elayne is also going to bed.
llandmyne: Nite Elayne
Elayne: That stupid foot/toe cramp thing took more out of me than I thought.
Dexter Fong: Or put your hand on the radio
Dexter Fong: Night Elayne
Elayne: Going to go elevate my feet now.
||||||||| Elayne says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Elayne exits at 10:21 PM.
doctecazoid: nite e
cease: by el
Dexter Fong: She shot herself
Dexter Fong: Crap
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'H.Scones', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:22 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Dexter Fong: "He"
cease: hi stones
llandmyne: Hi Stones
Dexter Fong: Scones, you dear fellow, you here before the end of the exposition
H.Scones: whose exposition is this anyway?
||||||||| doctecazoid rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctecazoid?! It's 10:23 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
H.Scones: Greetings one and all
Dexter Fong: Three faces of Al
||||||||| doctecazoid waltzes in at 10:24 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
doctecazoid: had to switchto a real computer
doctecazoid: too difficult to type on the phone
Tween-O-Matic: Hello Scones
H.Scones: Hi Cease how are things in canadia
llandmyne: do you say "scawns"?
cease: it has just started raining. its supposed to rain for the next week
cease: at least the the north van part of canada
Dexter Fong: biam
llandmyne: are there any canadian territories in the pacific?
llandmyne: I may have known at one time but forgot
cease: haida gwai
doctecazoid: we had a storm blow through today - weird one, showers mostly but wicked winds, clouds looked very tornado-ish
cease: used to be called queen charlotte islands
llandmyne: never haid of it
doctecazoid: luckily, no tornados materialized
cease: good for you, doc
doctecazoid: evidence of the wicked winds: the rain fell at a greater than 45 degree angle
doctecazoid: gotta check out for now, sorry for briefness of visit
doctecazoid: should be able to hang out longer next week
cease: ok doc, sleep well
doctecazoid: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...............
||||||||| doctecazoid departs at 10:32 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
ah,clem: gn Doc
Dexter Fong: Night Doc
cease: we all know how busy doc is
cease: are you expecting honey to show up here tonight, stones?
llandmyne: well, I've got some things to do. night everybody
H.Scones: she would like too but firefox is refusing to let her page refresh so she is having a struggle with it
cease: by llan
Dexter Fong: Night iillaann
||||||||| Catherwood leads Principalpoop in through the front door at 10:41 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Principalpoop: night llan
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
cease: hi poop
Principalpoop: what is the rod?
cease: low stool
Dexter Fong: and high borarhythmia
Tween-O-Matic: Hey P
Principalpoop: hi stool
Principalpoop: i mean cat
Principalpoop: what it be tween o matic?
Dexter Fong: Cat stool?
cease: my cats like spools
Principalpoop: stop chatting outside the chat scones
Tween-O-Matic: It be
Principalpoop: dig it
Tween-O-Matic: duuude
Principalpoop: get the firefox update honey
Dexter Fong: Or try chrome or netscape
Principalpoop: never tried chrome
Tween-O-Matic: Chrome's pretty cool
Principalpoop: any good?
Principalpoop: why is it cool?
Tween-O-Matic: Yeah, just installed it in Linux today
Dexter Fong: Dunno, but it's obviously got more of a future that netscape
Tween-O-Matic: I like the interface and options
Principalpoop: ahh linux
Tween-O-Matic: and it's faster than FF, at least in Linux
Principalpoop: my pron loads quite fast enough thank you
Tween-O-Matic: You prawns?
Tween-O-Matic: Your
Tween-O-Matic: pron with hot sauce?
Principalpoop: no shrimps, don't want to get near that line
Dexter Fong: You may well praunce about, but that doesn't make you better
Principalpoop: I feel pretty, oh so pretty
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llandmyne - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: honey used to hotwire routers or something like that
Principalpoop: i think she can figure out a browswer
H.Scones: i suppose it depends where i am standing
Principalpoop: always
cease: hows it goin' poop
Principalpoop: anybody going to the rally for sanity and or fear?
Principalpoop: it sucks out loud cat, thanks for asking hehe
cease: yeah doc teck and liili
Principalpoop: cool, super cool
H.Scones: Honey sends the following url to you all
H.Scones: http://vimeo.com/2893203
Principalpoop: that was fun
Principalpoop: thank her stones
cease: is there something that sucks more than anything else, poop?
Dexter Fong: Man, they grabbed about every memorable catch phrase joke they ever did for this CD
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: acxtuallyl in a lot of theri work they seem to be milklnig pop cult for more than its worth, sort of as filler
Principalpoop: tap tap tap, 1 2 3 tap tap tap
Dexter Fong: Cat: I meant, that they're literally quiting large numbers of catch-phrases from all the early albums
Dexter Fong: quoting
Tween-O-Matic: true, Dex
Principalpoop: my chat stalled
cease: as their first works looted dylan and beatles relentlessly, ruthlessly
Tween-O-Matic: Get out and push
Dexter Fong: Give it a lotta gas and slip the clutch
H.Scones: Poop, try letting the clutch out more slowly and you wont stall so often
Principalpoop: i gave it what for, an F4
cease: they needed their old listeneres to justify listening to new product
Principalpoop: hahaha
cease: if they did completely new work, it might be a hard sell on the road
Tween-O-Matic: may be
H.Scones: all my material is old
H.Scones: even the scones are stale
Principalpoop: like johnny swinging a golf club, it is part of their genre
cease: they lost a gig in monterey because of absent ticket sales last week
Dexter Fong: bummer
cease: i fear they wont be able to generate a steady stream of income just playing the west coast
H.Scones: maybe they need a poster campaign
cease: bregman and ossman are generating tons of product on the podcast
Principalpoop: more estacy jokes, extcasy whatever
Principalpoop: never tried it, but that is a new :"in" drug I guess
Dexter Fong: Hate to tell you Poop but Xtasy is at least 20 years old
Principalpoop: oops ok hehe
Dexter Fong: aND NOT THE rOCK gROUP
Principalpoop: it was a group too?
Dexter Fong: And not the rock grouP
Tween-O-Matic: Yeah, I saw that, cease (ticket sales). What a drag...
Principalpoop: is there a counter culture anymore?
Principalpoop: other than the tea stampers
cease: if they culd play austin and chicago and nyc they could make some money, but i dont know if they have that together yet
Dexter Fong: Sure..down at the local deli
Principalpoop: roanoke has no good deli
cease: poop, the firesign are a counter culture
H.Scones: yes poop but its all under the counter now
Dexter Fong: Perhaps that's what it needs
Principalpoop: they like sonic here, morons
H.Scones: on both sides of the pond everything is being dumbed down for the profits of a mass market
Dexter Fong: Well, I can tell you that a parking space, even previously used is worth two in the bush
Principalpoop: i wrote something like that on my pet rock
Dexter Fong: So see y'all next time
Principalpoop: hail rita
cease: ok dex
cease: all the best. watfh yourself on my blog
Principalpoop: yes fong, you should have a voice like wallace beery or jimmy durante
cease: watch
cease: fong has a fine voice
Principalpoop: not what I expected
H.Scones: ah jimmy durante, he was the guy that reckoned he coulnd grow a moustache because it wouldnt grow in the shade, right ?
Principalpoop: yes
Tween-O-Matic: lol Scones
Principalpoop: good miss ahh murgatroid? whatever your name is, where ever you are
cease: i vaguely remember him
cease: there were so many of those old guys
Principalpoop: vaudeville is dead I guess
H.Scones: half man, half schnoz
H.Scones: talking of schnoz, does anyone remember the W C Fields nose joke.?
cease: comedy pre firesign theatre isnt that relavent to me
Principalpoop: he wished he had one that big full of nickles?
cease: wich one, stones?
H.Scones: ol, poop, the very same
Tween-O-Matic: Yeah, from The Bank Dick, P
Principalpoop: the voice of ahh, clem, wonderful to hear it
ah,clem: nytol
Principalpoop: best of luck ahh, clem bambi
H.Scones: thank you once again Clem
cease: all the best to you and bambi and bambi's mother, clem
ah,clem: have a great week!
H.Scones: love to Bambi
Tween-O-Matic: A woman tells her son 'you'd like to have a nose full of nickles'?
ah,clem: o'tay
Tween-O-Matic: like that...
||||||||| ah,clem rushes off, saying "11:18 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Tween-O-Matic: Thanks, clem
Principalpoop: how do you like children mister fields? parboiled..
Principalpoop: toad away, toad away
Tween-O-Matic: lol
Tween-O-Matic: any man who hates children and pets can't be all bad
cease: its great that bambi and clem could join us tonight
Principalpoop: hell, took off my headphones and I gotta run, have a great week, love all
||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 11:19 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..."
cease: off we fly
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
H.Scones: take care poop
||||||||| "Hey cease!" ... cease turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 11:20 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Tween-O-Matic: later, gators...
||||||||| At 11:20 PM, Tween-O-Matic rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
H.Scones: Good Night Room and all who sail in her
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H.Scones - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 3:17 AM and Barnsdall Boy steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Barnsdall Boy:

Ha, ha, ho! You bet, Dear Friends,
it is going to be all right.

It’s going to be all right tonight,
here at the Powerhouse Church
of the Presumptious Assumption
of the Blinding Light.
Barnsdall Boy: b>

Oh, Blinding Light,
Oh, Light that blinds,
I cannot see,
Look out for me!
Barnsdall Boy:

Yes, Friends,
welcome to Pastor Flash’s our of Reckoning,
with Organ Leroy at his organ again,
and the Fifty-Voice St. Louis Aquarium Choir.

I’m Decon E. L. Mouse.
But, Dear Friends
in these days of modern time,
when you can’t tell the AC’s
from the DC’s,
well aren’t we all yearning for someone
who can turn on a little stopping power?

Dear Friends,
I mean a smokey glass
. Don’t you think
I mean a lightning rod

with which to chase these spooks away?

Don’t you know
I mean our own Pastor Rod Flash!

He’s been up for a week,

but he’s coming down!
Barnsdall Boy:

Hope you all make it, tonight or tomorrow at the Barnsdall Theater!!
||||||||| Barnsdall Boy leaves at 3:20 AM, 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..."
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Captain Equinox', just granted probation at 4:14 AM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 4:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
ah,clem
Bambi
Barnsdall Boy
Caterino
cease
Dexter Fong
doctecazoid
Elayne
H.Scones
llandmyne
Principalpoop
Tween-O-Matic URL References:
http://caterino.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=stories&thread=248&page=1
http://secondlife.com/
http://vimeo.com/2893203
http://www.teacuppa.com/Hawaii-Cocktail.asp

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"