Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
11/18/2010

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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 November 18, 2010 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "7:50 PM and late as usual, it's Woody 1, just back from Elmertown."
Woody 1: Always ahead of the so-called game. Try and chat later.
Woody 1: Game? Is this a game? I thought I was in Puttyville.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| ah,clem waltzes in at 8:08 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '" a few minutes with FireSign Theatre" at about 9 eastern'
ah,clem: you are early again, Woddy
||||||||| It's 8:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Woody 1 - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ah,clem: Woody
ah,clem: see ya in about an hour
||||||||| At 8:10 PM, ah,clem vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 18, 2010 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Dexter Fong: Play your horn Vatherwood
Dexter Fong: Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Dexter Fong and queries "You rang?"
Dexter Fong: Play your horn Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Dexter Fong and says "Did you need me?"
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:02 PM, dragging cease by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
Dexter Fong: Hey Cat
cease: hi dex
Dexter Fong: Feeling better this week, I hope
cease: yes and no. Fumiyo is in Japan this week so I have to get up hours earlier than I'm used to
cease: it's also threatening to snow here. no fun at all
Dexter Fong: Walking your dog?
cease: yes
Dexter Fong: Ah .. if only the Olympics were happening now
||||||||| PrivatelyOwnedTweeny bounds in at 9:05 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
cease: he goes to daycare tomorrow but i still have to wake up and 7 and feed him and the cats
cease: hi tween
cease: is the message from ah clem that cni will start in an hour or he'll be here in an hour?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Evenin' cease, Dex
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny, when you going public with an IPO?
Dexter Fong: Cat: I think it's started now
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:06 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: I really should, Dex
ah,clem: good evening
cease: aha. the clem voice
Dexter Fong: Yep there he is, the Clemster...the clemydia...the well never mind
||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd in through the front door at 9:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Evenin', Mr. Clem
llanwydd: hi
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hi LL
Dexter Fong: Hey Hey L L
llanwydd: how's everybody tonight?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Before the IPO, I'll need a big government bail-out, Dex ;)
Dexter Fong: Speaking for everybody, I don't know
cease: i remember this album
llanwydd: india pale oil?
Dexter Fong: Cat: This was an album..the history of P & B?
cease: yes, from Fred's collection
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: I'll live (for now) LL, how about yourself?
Dexter Fong: Ah... One of Fred's I did not get
ah,clem: more a show than a release as I understand
cease: hi llan
Dexter Fong: Clem: According to Bergman's Intro, they recorded this in Proctor's studio
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:11 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd2, just back from New York."
Dexter Fong: Uh Oh...Multiple identity
ah,clem: exactly
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Mudhead inside, makes a note of the time (9:12 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cease: did you see this show, dex?
llanwydd2: having trouble. not trying to be funny
Dexter Fong: Hey Mudhead
cease: hi mud
llanwydd2: Hey Muddy
Mudhead: hello all
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hey Muddy
llanwydd2: hello one
cease: did you ever go on that cruise you were planning, mud?
llanwydd2: so, what's playing on cni? I'll see if I have it
Mudhead: i did, it was fabulous
cease: where did you go?
Mudhead: Gran Turk, Nassau
Dexter Fong: llan: It's Proctor & Bergman relating how the P&B act started
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Bambi', just granted probation at 9:15 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: It wasn't released, LL
cease: this is the history of proctor and bergman, llan
cease: hi bambi
llanwydd2: thanks, dex. no I don't have that
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hello Deer Person
llanwydd2: Hi Bambi
Bambi: Hello dear friends
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: It's an interview about te start of Proctor & Bergman
Dexter Fong: llan: Few people do it was only available from Fred Zweibel
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
llanwydd2: well, I know the basic story anyway
Dexter Fong: Glad to see you home at a decent hour Bambi =)
Bambi: How's everyone doing this cold night?
cease: cold indeed, bambi
Dexter Fong: It's 48.8 Degrees F up here
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: OK, Bambi
Bambi: Worked in the home office today ;-)
cease: its around zero C here
llanwydd2: but its hotter in heater
cease: better zero than ground zero
llanwydd2: I wouldn't know zero C from vitamin C
Dexter Fong: Celsius, ey? Take off, hoser!!
llanwydd2: I only know F
cease: 0 C= 32 F
llanwydd2: aha
Dexter Fong: Our pilots in WW2 put ground Zeros in their canteens before flying
llanwydd2: well, that's a good starting point
||||||||| It's 9:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
llanwydd2: poor llanwydd
Dexter Fong: Alas poor llanwydd, he liveth on, not as a spectre or even Phil Spector
llanwydd2: so what's the mean temperature of dengue fever?
Mudhead: its goin around that dengue
Bambi: LOL llan
Dexter Fong: Dengue fever sufferers temps are always roller coasting up & dow Up& down
Dexter Fong: Inverse proportion to the DJ Average
llanwydd2: I had scarlet fever when I was a kid
Dexter Fong: I had Scarlet O'Hata when I was a teenager
llanwydd2: there was a big buzz going around (mostly among older folks) that I should be quarantined
Dexter Fong: Many times
Dexter Fong: Usually at night
llanwydd2: LOL, Dex
Dexter Fong: Alone =(
Dexter Fong: Frankie Scarlet, she lived next door
Dexter Fong: In a vacant lot
Mudhead: A deserted island, alone . Condemned by society, he was only guilty of...scarlet fever!
llanwydd2: I'm told I had mumps too but there aren't any pictures
llanwydd2: to this day I don't know what a mump looks like
Mudhead: rash
Bambi: Lives next door in a vacant lot?
Dexter Fong: llan: A mump is like a men's shoe
Mudhead: i got it as a child, then again as an adult
Dexter Fong: Slims the calf all the way up the leg
Dexter Fong: Mud: YOu had mumps twice?
Mudhead: Yes, its called shingella
Mudhead: or shingles
llanwydd2: I get it dex, mumps are like pumps but...
Dexter Fong: Yikes
ah,clem: pay attention Tween, this is the black bean and turd bit we were talking about (coming up shortly)
llanwydd2: no, shingles is a recurrence of chicken pox
Dexter Fong: I have heard that mumps survivors can get shingles later in life
Bambi: Most of us our ages had all the childhood diseases lol
Mudhead: I lost 30% of my hearing, 10% of my vision
Dexter Fong: llan: That's right...Mudhead is faking symptoms
Mudhead: what?
llanwydd2: yeah I had every one of them too except leprosy
ah,clem: it is caused by the chicken pox virus
Dexter Fong: I used to work with leopard...er lepers
ah,clem: or the vaccine
Dexter Fong: I hate 'em worse than rich Hollywood stars and I shot 'em in their cars
||||||||| Dreadlock Stones steals in around 9:28 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
ah,clem: yo, Stones
cease: the only thing by proc berg i've seen was their tw show, and i dont remember that. 77 or 78
llanwydd2: Dreadlock Stones!!! LOL
Mudhead: thats where my shingles started
llanwydd2: I'm getting a hilarious mental picture
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Did't catch the previous conversation, clem
Dexter Fong: Deadlock, come in Dear boy, if you're able
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hail and well met, mon
cease: hiy stones
llanwydd2: my shingles started on my roof
ah,clem: you must have forgotten, was about a year ago
Dexter Fong: Cat: I saw them many time, they used to play a club, The Bottom Line in NYC for 4 or 5 mights
Bambi: Definitely chicken pox related ... Been reading up on it due to Mudhead and several others who have had shingles as adults
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Sounds like no fun at all
Dexter Fong: I almost got shingles but I settled for aspalt siding
llanwydd2: actually I've heard shingles are very painful
Bambi: When it hits nerves and does irreparable damage it is quite dastardly condition
Mudhead: So painful the voices in my head were arguing
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: What year was this done, clem?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Yikes Mud
Dexter Fong: Mud: Too bad, you'd think that those difficult conditions would bring those voices together
ah,clem: they said earlier, perhaps Cat would know
Dreadlock Stones: Greetings
llanwydd2: I had a hit shingle on the radio
cease: Recorded 8/25/98
ah,clem: tks Cat
llanwydd2: testing
llanwydd2: having some trouble again
Dexter Fong: Big dea! dea! (hic) I had a hit comprosition
||||||||| "9:34 PM? 9:34 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits on the divan.
Dexter Fong: comprolation
Bambi: I have had chipped beef on a shingle lol
Dexter Fong: (hic)!
cease: hi poop
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hi P
Bambi: Hey princep
Dreadlock Stones: G'day Poop
Dexter Fong: Bambi: I didn't know you were in the army or at least lived near an army base
Principalpoop: speaking of spangles
Dexter Fong: Hey poop
Bambi: Hey Stones
Dexter Fong: Poop: Mr. Bo Spangles?
Bambi: I was an Army brat ;-)
Principalpoop: bobo spangles
llanwydd2: sdfghjklertyui
Principalpoop: hi llan
Dexter Fong: At ease Bambi!
Principalpoop: good evening all, and you to scones
Dexter Fong: And always remember to Dress Right!~
Principalpoop: as you were, or was
llanwydd2: I was a bratwurst
Dexter Fong: or forever shall be
Principalpoop: kielbasa baby
Mudhead: Hot Dog!
Dexter Fong: Ich bin ein Weiss Guy
Principalpoop: ein er smartenpantener
llanwydd2: ahs weiss!
Principalpoop: idle vice, idle vice, save my homeland forever
llanwydd2: lol
Dexter Fong: Anyone remember Hans & Frits, a funny paper strip!
llanwydd2: yeah, the katzenjammer kids
Dexter Fong: Fritz!!
Principalpoop: and the katzenjammer kids, i remember mama
Dexter Fong: Right llan =)
Dexter Fong: and you also poop
llanwydd2: I had a book of those cartoons going all the way back to the 19th century when I was in 6th grade
Principalpoop: what do we win?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:38 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
Principalpoop: hi E
Elayne: Evenin' all! Just got home from work.
Mudhead: hi E
llanwydd2: for some reason my teacher confiscated it and gave it back on the last day of school
cease: hi el
Principalpoop: ixnay on the sausageray jokesay
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hi E
Dexter Fong: A chance for a time share in a lovely madern home, adjacent to Sarah Palin's
llanwydd2: Hi Elayne
Bambi: Hi Elayne!
Principalpoop: erics wife?
Dexter Fong: Geeze Elayne!
Principalpoop: cheese louise
Elayne: Yeah Dex, my boss is going on vacay for 10 days so I thought I'd help him out. Not a really good day, though.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Does it come with a moose blind, Dex?
llanwydd2: chez loius'?
Dexter Fong: Help him out...What floor you on?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: That's quite a story about te shooting in the restaurant
llanwydd2: or lois or however you spell it
Principalpoop: forgot the pickle on a big mac again?
Dexter Fong: Tween: No, but we got a nearsighted Grizzly...not a great improvememnt
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: lol
cease: ah, clark wintergreen
Principalpoop: i saw the clips for sarah's alaska on the daily show, fox has no shame
Principalpoop: cat speaks
Dexter Fong: afkfr
cease: meow
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Now careful there Poop, you're talking about the next President Of The United States
llanwydd2: let catherwood get your refill, Dex
||||||||| Catherwood gets his refill dex.
llanwydd2: lol
Principalpoop: she is cute, imagine the supreme court dudes during the state of the union speech hah
llanwydd2: catherwood, may I have a glass of gnhjbkvctfyujdncmx?
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear llanwydd2
Principalpoop: spaz roberts and the rest
Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a double toasted almond
||||||||| Catherwood hands Bambi a double toasted almond.
Bambi: *ahhhh, that's good stuff!
llanwydd2: Bambi, you seem to have a better rapport with Catherwood than I have
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to llanwydd2 and says "oh, fuck off llanwydd2!"
llanwydd2: LOL
Principalpoop: we need to have an intervention bambi
Elayne: You can keep your toasty almond, I have Cat's tea. :)
Principalpoop: meow
Bambi: LOL Elayne
Mudhead: twist me abone E
cease: you like the tea, el?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Catherwood, please roll everyone some bombers
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to PrivatelyOwnedTweeny and says "Did you want me?"
llanwydd2: I've been drinking green tea lately
llanwydd2: it must be moldy
Dexter Fong: Perhaps it's moldy
llanwydd2: beat you to it dex
Dexter Fong: Doctor< I think we agree
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: It was orange pekot when you bought it?
llanwydd2: and we both spelled it wrong
Dexter Fong: Let's split the fee
Dexter Fong: Mouldie
Principalpoop: how can you spell it wrong? only 2 letters
Dexter Fong: more or les
Principalpoop: les nesmith
Dexter Fong: Les Hoopla
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: any relation to michael?
Dexter Fong: Michael Hoopla?
Bambi: Be right back
Principalpoop: both had something to do with turkeys
||||||||| 9:50 PM -- Bambi left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
llanwydd2: what did michael nesmith have to do with turkeys?
||||||||| 9:50 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
cease: when is your thanksgiving?
Principalpoop: bambi's parts unknown hehe
llanwydd2: hey hey we're the turkees!
ah,clem: 25th
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: llan: You don't remember "hey! Hey! we're the turkeys
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Fell into a revolving door, Bambi?
cease: next week
Bambi: changed computers
Dexter Fong: leaving Cat?
llanwydd2: I keep beating you to the punch, Dex
cease: "i think i got a wife and a kid in this town"
cease: no, i meant your thanksgiving is next week
Bambi: always good to stay near famiy
Principalpoop: don't be mean cat
Bambi: when possible or agreeable lol
Dexter Fong: LLan: You're fast Kid, real fast!..but you don't understand the Fight Game
llanwydd2: I'm glad Firesign Chat is the one thing that isn't cancelled for Thanksgiving
cease: ours is the 2nd monday in october
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: lol Dex
Dexter Fong: Llan: You're gonna lose tonight kid...third round....KO
Bambi: yep, thanksgiving next week, as well as black friday events ongoing
Principalpoop: i remember last year, fong ate all the pumpkin pie before anybody could get any, what a card
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: He thought it was a single serving
Dexter Fong: But don't worry, you'll get a taste of the action...a piece of the take...you'll be able to dip your beak
llanwydd2: don't care much for pumpkin
Mudhead: Im making my famous pumpkin hash pie
llanwydd2: spices belong in curry. not in dessert
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Sounds interesting, Mud
Principalpoop: anything with hash is fine with me
Elayne: I might not be able to participate next Thursday, we're going to my cousin's house for Thanksgiving. We'll see, I don't know what time dinner is there yet.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: The corned beef is a bit of a clash, though
cease: you eating turkey, el?
Principalpoop: over the river and through the woods?
Principalpoop: hashish maib
Dexter Fong: Sometimes you eat the turkey...sometimes you are the turkey
Elayne: Don't know the menu either, Cat. My cousin was kind with the invitation but not forthcoming with any other details.
Principalpoop: you should bring something E, bring me lol
Dexter Fong: E: She didn't even ask you to make the cranberry sauce
Bambi: some spices belong in dessert .... pumpkin pie or pumpkin bread wouldn't be the same without some spices
llanwydd2: well, that's why I don't really care for pumpkin, Bambi
Elayne: She hasn't responded to my query as to what we should bring. I love my cousin, but I hate not having info.
Principalpoop: my sister-in-law uses too much orange peel, yuck
llanwydd2: it just tastes like nutmeg. no offense to our friends in CT
Dexter Fong: Orange peel yuck, it's not zesty
Mudhead: Its Cranberry fer crisakes
Principalpoop: oysters in the stuffing or no?
Mudhead: none taken
cease: my bartender cousin makes a cocktail that tastes just like pumpkin pie
Principalpoop: why?
cease: which is actually much better than his cocktail that tastes like borcht. intentionally
Dexter Fong: Cat: Does he put the crust around the rim of the glass
Mudhead: its my favorite taste
Principalpoop: just kidding just kidding take it easy hehe
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: good Grid
Principalpoop: eww borcht
cease: i love borcht, but not in a cocktail.
cease: thankfully he also makes some Very Good cocktails
Principalpoop: i ate nutmeg as teen, and smoked the inside of banana peels, don't like either now
Mudhead: nutmeg has a strong astringent taste
Principalpoop: yes, a little goes a long way
llanwydd2: interesting, princ. do banana peels really have an effect?
Mudhead: lil bit goes a long way
Principalpoop: cardomon is cool
Principalpoop: look at me and decide for yourself llan
Dexter Fong: Poop: You did it wrong, supposed tosmoke the nutmeg and eat the bananas
Principalpoop: cardamon ahh that is it
llanwydd2: cardamom is the only spice I can accept in dessert.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: lol P
llanwydd2: and only in certain indian desserts
Bambi: here's an excellent Cranberry Walnut salad very similar to the one I had many moons ago... if you don't like celery, mandarin orange slices are a nice replacement
Dexter Fong: llan: Well! I can appreciate such high standards in a short man like you
Principalpoop: cinnamon llan?
Bambi: http://www.cooks.com/rec/doc/0,1643,148173-253199,00.html
llanwydd2: and I don't mean indian pudding
Bambi: or even as an addition to the original recipe
llanwydd2: short man? how short do you think I am?
llanwydd2: I'm 5'10" by the way, since you bring it up
Principalpoop: jon steward and dustin hoffman and danny devito short?
Principalpoop: taller than me, no fair
llanwydd2: now that you mention it danny devito is one of only two well known short actors who don't try to look taller in their films
llanwydd2: the other is billy barty
Principalpoop: who the heck is billy barty?
Principalpoop: nevermind
Mudhead: Stewart is short?
Principalpoop: he makes fun of it, yes
llanwydd2: mickey rooney always stood on a soap box or something
Dexter Fong: Poop: Billy barty is always worth a laugh......so start laughing............now!
Principalpoop: sounds like a national lampoon character
Principalpoop: Anita Drink, Annie Rexea, Billy Barty
Dexter Fong: Poop: BB was a very famous "little people" actor/comedian/film Star
Principalpoop: i probably know his face
Principalpoop: is it still legal to throw midgets in some states?
Dexter Fong: Poop: More like the top of his head
llanwydd2: ever see Legend with Tom Cruise. Barty was one of the elf-type characters
Principalpoop: nope, missed that one
Dexter Fong: Poop: As long as you don't cross state lines
||||||||| Catherwood enters with doctecazoid close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:08 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Principalpoop: i cannot throw them that far
cease: dont crush that midget, hand me the pliers
cease: hey, it's doc
Principalpoop: doc, give me something for my cough cough cough
llanwydd2: good evening, Doc
Dexter Fong: Poop: You should work out more
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hi Doc
Dexter Fong: Hey Doc ('n Lili)
Elayne: Evenin', Doc!
Bambi: happy pre-black friday sales week doc
doctecazoid: don't bogart that humphrey, hand me the film noir
Principalpoop: my right arm look likes bjorn borgs, but I don't play tennis
Mudhead: Doc! Back in CT?
Principalpoop: connect? I cut!
llanwydd2: I wonder what borg's elbow looks like
doctecazoid: it's only black because so few people have any money to spend
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: You have a borg prosthetic, P?
Dexter Fong: Poop: That's the exercise...the kind you do at night....alone....with only scarlet O'hara to see
doctecazoid: back in ct? i wasn't aware i was away
Principalpoop: fong knows hehe
doctecazoid: preoccupied maybe, but not away
doctecazoid: if we are all borg, does this mean we can all beat mcenroe?
Dexter Fong: Doc: You were occupied before...Blast those Huns...
doctecazoid: i blasted those huns but more keep comin' at me
Principalpoop: if you don't mind the cursing afterward
Bambi: that is so true, doc! we were talking about that earlier today LOL (black because so few have money)
cease: work still oppressive, doc?
Mudhead: I'll beat him at his racket
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Resistance Is Fruitful
Principalpoop: 15 love baby
Dexter Fong: You are all Borgs...Resistance is futile...The score is now 367 Love
doctecazoid: hey, i'm nothing if not behinf the beat
Mudhead: lol
Principalpoop: futile, is that an onaemontopea word?
cease: that must be how the beat builds
doctecazoid: why'd they place the f key so close to the d?
Dexter Fong: Poop: Some times less *is* more
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: To annoy you, Doc
Principalpoop: so you can pick them up like a six pack when they are drunk
Dexter Fong: so's we'd be all f'd up
llanwydd2: famned id I know
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: lol P
Dexter Fong: well fone
Bambi: lol
doctecazoid: like the old smos bros joke - the one about how political leaning is tied to how much clothes you wear
Principalpoop: did I write that? i meant just to think it, oops
doctecazoid: the ones who wear less clothes are known as the lessons
doctecazoid: the other group? wait for it...
Dexter Fong: You are too modest Poop
doctecazoid: the morons
Dexter Fong: No! rea;;y..
Bambi: lol doc
Principalpoop: ouch, that one hurt doc
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: I've got find some Smos Bros DVDs
Principalpoop: I used to be modest, now I am perfect
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: They got away with quite a bit before they were cancelled
Dexter Fong: Yes...Perfectly naked
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Good one, P
doctecazoid: i have a stack of vhs tapes of smos bros reruns played on the 'e' network - unfortunately, my victrola won't crank up any more so i can't play 'em
Principalpoop: that is old, take it, please lol
Elayne: Splitting headache. Maybe if I turn it into a spliffing headache I'll feel better...
Bambi: we always loved The Smothers Brothers! they were soooo silly ... pumas in the cravices (spelled like Tommy said it)
Principalpoop: feel better E
Principalpoop: happy turkey day
doctecazoid: cat: yes, work is oppressively oppressive
cease: always works for me, el
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Here's hoping
Bambi: get well E!!!
doctecazoid: i'm in a blue mood this evening
doctecazoid: and i don't even look bluish
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Yes, E, may it go away quickly
Principalpoop: red fox blue mood or what?
doctecazoid: good idea e - spliff away
cease: maybe miles davis will hire you
Elayne: It's mostly tension, Bambi. I'm not used to being tense at this job, so when I have a bad day it really stands out in relief.
Bambi: blue on blue...wasn't that a phrase from a song...
Dexter Fong: Pleeeeze, Doc....Don't work blue
doctecazoid: tense is the normal operating mode at my place of employment
Principalpoop: working for the russian mafia, certainly doc
Bambi: I know what you mean Elayne ... been there done that ... got the t-shirt lol
doctecazoid: @#$&*!!!!!
Elayne: Used to be for me as well, Doc (as you may recall).
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: code. or else...
Dexter Fong wonders why if something stands out in relief, why it causes tension
doctecazoid: i was psychologically abused by my boss - and all i got was this lousy t-shirt
Principalpoop: such language, $#%&^% you too
doctecazoid: e: yes indeed
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: lol Doc
Bambi: let it all out doc ... then you will feel better when you have to go back (hopefully)
Dexter Fong: Doc: LOL re; t=shirt
llanwydd2: and if I may, jthygufiduybtrnseklytbdn
Principalpoop: good spill your guts, i will send bills for therapy to all of you
Principalpoop: tell me more
Dexter Fong: LLan;You're pretty fluent in that gibberish...how long have you been in Al Qaida?
||||||||| It's 10:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dreadlock Stones - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: a rhode island red
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Help me, Dr P, I've slipped on my Freudian!
Bambi: no, no, princep ... it's like the aussies, we be mates, you tell walt, then he tells everyone, no more problem...
Dexter Fong thinks odd Stones logged in here, never spoke, then went away
Elayne: Hey, easy on the Aussies. They're in correspondence with my husband currently...
Principalpoop: walt? take a walkabout instead, or roundabout if you prefer yes
cease: good news, el
Bambi: I am not being down on the aussies, it's my favorite continent on the planet
llanwydd2: tweeny's an Ausie, isn't he?
Dexter Fong: Throw another comic on the barbie
Principalpoop: austie
Elayne: What's that, Cat?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Catherwood, throw another Tweeny on the barbie
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside PrivatelyOwnedTweeny and says "Did you want me?"
cease: i thought the ref to Robin being in touch with aussies was work related
Principalpoop: throw another barbie on the ken
Bambi: more like nordic descent if I remember correcty
Bambi: correctly
Elayne: Oh, that. Yes, it could be.
doctecazoid: fingers crossed on that one, e
Bambi: good luck to Robin on that
Dexter Fong: Catherwood give Principalppo and PrivatelyOwnedTweeny some poison
||||||||| Catherwood brings principalppo and privatelyownedtweeny some poison.
Principalpoop: yum, thanks
llanwydd2: I don't know what inspires people to live in a cold place like norway
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Sorry, I don't listen to heavy metal
Elayne: Thanks, Doc and Bambi, I'll tell him you said so.
llanwydd2: everyone in the north would move south if they had better sense
doctecazoid: i don't know if inspiration is the right word for it really
Dexter Fong: Me too, Elayne =)
Principalpoop: more fun when they snuggle under blankets
Mudhead: to each their own llan
Elayne: Okay, at least I'm mellower now, but I can't seem to type well, so I'd best go.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: For someone of Nordic ancestry, I surely do love the warm Southwest
Principalpoop: freakout
Elayne: If I'm not here next week, happy Thanksgiving to everyone, and remember, my birthday is the Thursday following.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Rest well, E
doctecazoid: nite e - feel better
Dexter Fong: llan: But if they did that, the earth would become unbalance and either spin off in space or crash into itself
Elayne: Night, all!
Bambi: see ya next time Elayne!
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:25 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Elayne by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
doctecazoid: lili and i will be on the road
Principalpoop: someone else getting older, good, not me yet
cease: happy birthday and thanksgiving
llanwydd2: LOL, Dex
cease: you're off to NC, doc?
llanwydd2: Nite Elayne
doctecazoid: we'll be in north carolina celebrating thanskgiving with my dad and other various and sundry famiy members
Mudhead: im fading as well, gnite dear friends
Principalpoop: yeehaw
Dexter Fong: On the road to (?), Doc
doctecazoid: nite mudster
cease: later, mud
Bambi: hope you don't have to fly ... scarier at the airports than the on the planes these days
Principalpoop: night muddy
||||||||| "Hey Mudhead!" ... Mudhead turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:26 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Nite Mudhead
doctecazoid: no, we're driving down
Principalpoop: 95 or 81?
Bambi: have a great night Mudhead ... see ya in #cni chat
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Yeah, forget commercial air travel
Dexter Fong: Doc: Driving ol' Dizie down?
Dexter Fong: Dixie
llanwydd2: airports will be replaced with pneumatic subways someday
Principalpoop: 9 or 6 to 4?
Bambi: I don't blame you doc...I haven't flown since they started this nonsense...
llanwydd2: the transatlantic tunnel, etc
doctecazoid: more like the dregs dex
||||||||| Outside, the 10:27 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Dexter Fong wonders why they put the "z" and "x" so close together
Bunnyboy: hiya
doctecazoid: but there are pockets of humanity down there nonetheless
Principalpoop: hiphop bunny boy
Bambi: 8 ago now?
llanwydd2: Hya BB
Bambi: hey Bunny
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Hey Bun
cease: hi bun
doctecazoid: hey bun
Bunnyboy: 44 years. Just 42 more, and the boys can be 86ed.
doctecazoid: that's a big ten four
cease: ossman and bergman are talking of playing seattle next year, according to refent rfo
Bunnyboy: yesyesyesyesYES!
Dexter Fong thinks Bunny is on the trail of ....(dah dah dah dahhhh) revenge
cease: hey, this is (almost) 44th birthday of the firesign theatre. thanks for bringing that up, bun
Dexter Fong: afkfr again
Bambi: I wouldn't even want my kids to bring my grandkids to visit if they had to fly these days
llanwydd2: firesign is almost as old as me
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: It is indeed. Hard to believe, eh cease?
Bunnyboy: Not to rub it in, but us West Coasters have been suckin' up the FST gravy for decades.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Lucky you, Bunny
cease: they also hinted at performing on the east coast too
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: kewl
Bambi: nice of you left coasters to share them with the rest of us ;-)
doctecazoid: suckin' up the fst gravy - a thanksgiving dish that keeps on giving
doctecazoid: lol bambi
Bunnyboy: I've seen 'em 5 times live, since 1994.
llanwydd2: I saw them once in 1981
cease: about the same for me, bun, and i'm in canada
Bambi smiles
llanwydd2: since then they have always performed far away from me
cease: they're talking about webcast pay per view stuff too
cease: although with the lack of happening for the ozineers, i wonder
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: that'd be cool
Bunnyboy: And Ozinears. Whither Ozinears?
cease: it still says on the rfo site, coming in october
doctecazoid: let's see ... '93 beacon theatre nyc, 99 (98? memory fading) and 2005 seattle
doctecazoid: coming in october? forward into the past!
cease: you came to visit me here in 99 and we drove down for the shows
cease: also in 05
llanwydd2: oh, yes. the '93 tour. I guess I could have seen them then but I didn't
Bambi: lots of folks would enjoy that too (webcast ppv) ... maybe on Hulu .... wish we had real bandwidth to enjoy it instead of this pseudo limited broadband via cellular
cease: was 93 their last east coast tour?
Bunnyboy: I know their audio site editor must have her hands full, snipping through 120+ shows.
doctecazoid: cat: yes as far as i know
Principalpoop: I would pay to see a webcast
Bunnyboy: It was 99, doc.
doctecazoid: oh, and i forgot - '96, the big internet radio broadcast at the kitchen in nyc (though since austin wasn't there, it doesn't count)
Bunnyboy: 93-94, for the first reunion tour.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Yeah P, if it was an XM style thing, so would I
Bunnyboy: Only to 3 or 4, doc.
llanwydd2: well, I'm out of here. siest du nachste woche or however you say it
doctecazoid: nite lland
Principalpoop: guten abend llan
Bunnyboy: What is this, a numbers racket? Put me down!
Bambi: see ya next time llan ... have a great week
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Later, LL
cease: by llan
Bunnyboy: nitey llan!
doctecazoid: iitywybmad?
Bambi: who picked you up Bunny? wouldn't Mrs. Bunny be upset?
Bunnyboy: It was a wide open line, cat.
Principalpoop: you are totally ungroovy bunnyboy, how is that for a put down?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Bunny needs to be taken in for regrooving?
doctecazoid: double plus un-good?
Bunnyboy: Response to call? Something like: "You look like a compost heap!"
Bunnyboy: READ UNHAPPY MACNAM.
doctecazoid: ...the i.q. of a fencepost...
Bunnyboy: Great Tom Waits line.
Bunnyboy: (sings) ...the piano has been drinking...
cease: when they were being interviewed by steve allen, bergman said his affair with pseudo science was over
doctecazoid: one 'o' my faves
cease: in response to steve's question about their continued interest in astrology
cease: it doenst sound like it on rfo though
doctecazoid: along with "the heartbreak of psoriasis - heart break, buddy you don't know the meaning of the word"
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bunnyboy: My best friend is getting married next month. I'm a groomsman, and he's singing BETTER OFF WITHOUT A WIFE, at the reception, with me on gitty box.
doctecazoid: like all good affairs, one still harbors warm memories
doctecazoid: bb: that's f*****g great!!!!
Bunnyboy: (snaps fingers) Step RIght Up...
Principalpoop: except for the restraining order
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: That's quite unusual, Bunny
cease: tom would be proud
Bunnyboy: doc: Yeah, my pal finally had to dismantle his Batroom/Bathroom shrine...
doctecazoid: and then the bride sings "sisters are doing it for themselves"?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: lol Doc
: and then David Bowie sings" tricopterus with me"
Bunnyboy: And the minister sings B-52s: "Who's to Blame?"
doctecazoid: and then everyone dances this mess around!!!
doctecazoid: i'm just askin'....
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong in through the front door at 10:43 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Bambi: wb Dex
Bunnyboy: I know Bowie's had cardiac issues, but when's the last time anyone's seen him?
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: An auspicious beginning to a marriage :)
Dexter Fong: I didn't even know about the demons
Bambi: don't burn your fingers on your cues now
Bambi: in The Labyrinth
Dexter Fong: You mean my scorched earthe sandals?
Bunnyboy: The President arrested Ralph.
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Sell those demons!
Dexter Fong: Ralph kramden was busted by the feds?
Dexter Fong believes Norton dropped a dime on him
Bambi: or maybe that was a rhetorical question Bunny?
doctecazoid: i couldn't give you a better deal, so i'll just sit down here to rest my back
doctecazoid: ...and my dog sturm - und drang....
Dexter Fong: Cat: When P&B performed this at the Bottom Line, second show, they dragged me up on stage for the mind readin bit
Bunnyboy: ...stand on my head...
cease: wow, dex
Principalpoop: in swine vine vixen hockenberry uber leeber leeber
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Cool, Dex :-)
Dexter Fong: Bunny, I would but the point is too sharp
Principalpoop: but they found you have no mind dex?
cease: hockenberry's Heat was the 2nd best radio show i've ever heard, after the krla oz
Bambi: toad away... thanks Clem!! :-)
doctecazoid: i don't mind at all
Principalpoop: make up your mind, it is a mess
Principalpoop: filthy hehe
Bambi: and now the roll call :-)
Dexter Fong: Poop: Yes, and they also loved my t-shirt which had a maiuahna leaf with negril, jamaico over printed
doctecazoid: what role are we playing?
Dexter Fong: A Kaiser roll
Principalpoop: thanks ahh, clem and bambi, so wonderful, thanks
doctecazoid: where's stanislavsky when we need him??? what's my motivation???
Dexter Fong: Achtung, schmarties
Principalpoop: light a cigarette as you cross the chat, and then look at the sky and smile
Bambi: Clem is reading the roll as it were (those in chat and saying hello) at the end
Dexter Fong: Doc: You're standing in a field at night, alone. There is a house to your right. You may or not be able to enter the house.
doctecazoid: mouseketeer roll call?
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd2 - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Principalpoop: the champagne bottle is empty, do you want to pick it up?
doctecazoid: dex: i am in a maze of twisty passages, all different
Bambi: Bedlam
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Thanks much, clem. Some very fun stuff from the archives. Quite a treat...
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Muchas Gracias C&B
Bambi: loved those old text based games
doctecazoid: yeah me too
cease: a good review of their work
ah,clem: have a great week everyone!
Dexter Fong: Doc: Well done, you may now use both hands.
Principalpoop: you can download them from the net, ahh they seem so clumsy now
Principalpoop: thanks again, super cool
doctecazoid: i think you can download a version of adventure somewhere - i had the link a while back
Bambi: have a great week! see you all next time! :-)
||||||||| ah,clem departs at 10:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny: Have a great week, all...
Bambi: cool Doc
Principalpoop: hold the bus, have a great week all and a happy turkey day, be safe
||||||||| PrivatelyOwnedTweeny departs at 10:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
doctecazoid: there's a certain charm to them, kinda like 78 rpm records
||||||||| At 10:51 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Principalpoop!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
doctecazoid: nite tween
Dexter Fong: Night B&C, havew a good week
Bambi: maybe you could send it to me? (the link, if you find it again)
cease: by tween
Bambi: yep very true
Dexter Fong: Night Poop
doctecazoid: will do
Bambi: sleep well all when you get there!
cease: we will, bambi
Bambi: thanks doc
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:52 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bambi by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Dexter Fong: Hey Catherwood, hand off the lady, see
||||||||| Catherwood hands off the lady see.
Dexter Fong fumbles the handoff
Bunnyboy: I gotta go on Pizza Vigil. Happy happy!
cease: by bun
Dexter Fong: Look out for the 14 inchers Bunny
cease: see you in seattle, some day
doctecazoid: http://www.rickadams.org/adventure/ ... via http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colossal_Cave_Adventure
doctecazoid: nite bb
||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 10:54 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
doctecazoid: well, time to wake lili so she can watch daily show
cease: ok dex, have fun in north carolina
doctecazoid: btw dex, here's the link to my 'rally to restore sanity' pix: http://doctechnical.com/sanity
Dexter Fong: Doc, say hi and best to you and Lili
Dexter Fong: thnks Doc
cease: i watch stewart and colbert on line, rarely stay up to watch it live
doctecazoid: thanks dex - same to you. i'm about half way thru the nlrs dupe job
doctecazoid: thanks for your patience, will get them back to you as soon as i can
cease: hope youre both enjoying the hour hours
doctecazoid: yes very much! thanks so much!
Dexter Fong waonders what the nlrs dupe job is....Gee...HNope it isn't me!
cease: enjoy your holidays
doctecazoid: (nat lamp radio shows) ok, y'all have a pleasany evenin' - ttfn ttyl - nytol
Dexter Fong: Yes Cat...so wonderful
doctecazoid: and a great holiday
Dexter Fong: Oh
cease: by doc and ex
Dexter Fong: He says
doctecazoid: nytol...... (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Dexter Fong: hee hee
||||||||| "10:58 PM? I'm late!" exclaims doctecazoid, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
||||||||| "Hey cease!" ... cease turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:58 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: Wow!! they all dissapeared at once...like bedbugs......
Dexter Fong: Gotta check my bed linen
Dexter Fong: Night all
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood leads FiregivingTurkey into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 3:11 AM, then departs.
FiregivingTurkey:

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But for you, Dexter Fong,
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Just reach above the bar
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||||||||| FiregivingTurkey says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, FiregivingTurkey exits at 3:12 AM.
||||||||| 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
Bunnyboy
cease
Dexter Fong
doctecazoid
Dreadlock Stones
Elayne
FiregivingTurkey
llanwydd2
llanwydd
Mudhead
Principalpoop
PrivatelyOwnedTweeny
Woody 1 URL References:
http://doctechnical.com/sanity
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colossal_Cave_Adventure
http://www.cooks.com/rec/doc/0,1643,148173-253199,00.html
http://www.rickadams.org/adventure/

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"