||||||||| 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 August 25, 2011 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Son of Firesign', just granted probation at 7:33 AM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| "7:34 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Son of Firesign, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles. ||||||||| 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 Son of Firesign falls out at 7:34 AM. Son of Firesign: You can't listen to this while logged into the chat, Catherwood. You must log out and on the entrance page click the link called "Today's Log". Otherwise the page will keep refreshing and will prvent continuous playing of the album. ||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Son of Firesign and yells "Stop typing gibberish, Son of Firesign!" ||||||||| 7:36 AM -- Son of Firesign left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 25, 2011 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?" ||||||||| 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 falls out at 9:00 PM. ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:00 PM and cease waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Dexter Fong: Hey Cat cease: hey dex. why are we in the middle tonight? Dexter Fong: Dunno Cat cease: ah, back on the left where we belong Dexter Fong: Maybe SON OF FIRESIGN did something cease: i guess cuz son of firesign's post was centered Dexter Fong: I'm still centered lemme reload cease: speaking of the left, i'm sure you've never heard of him but jack layton died this week cease: his state funeral intermittantly on tv. he probably would have been canada's first socialist prime minister Dexter Fong: I'm still centered and no, don't believe I have heard of him Dexter Fong: Oh yeah, the Canadian pol cease: took our socialilst party from a distant oulier to the official opposition with 103 seats in parliament. previous best was in the 40s Dexter Fong: Ah back on the left where I belong ||||||||| 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 llanwydd disembarks at 9:05 PM. cease: his final letter to canadians was featured on the huffpo. very moving cease: hi llan llanwydd: I declare the chat room open cease: thanks for the opening, llan Dexter Fong: Free beer for everyone Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Dexter Fong and says "Do you have something for me to do?" llanwydd: how's everybody? Dexter Fong: Waiting for Irene cease: wilting in what passes for heat in vancouver llanwydd: goodnight, irene cease: you have that big hurricane to look forward to Dexter Fong: Wish it were so llan llanwydd: for all the talk about her, she is rather a shrinking violet Dexter Fong: If the quake don't get cha the 'caine will llanwydd: we had a little rain today. nothing serious cease: yes, you just had alittle quake of late Dexter Fong: I never felt it llanwydd: didn't have the quake down here llanwydd: had a little bit of quisp Dexter Fong: kwisp? llanwydd: catherwood, may I have a bloody irene, please? ||||||||| Catherwood ignores llanwydd llanwydd: good grief. I thought I was rather polite Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please hand llanwydd a Bloody Irene ||||||||| Catherwood hands llanwydd a bloody irene. llanwydd: LOL Dexter Fong: llan: You have to schmear him at the door llanwydd: schmear? Dexter Fong: grease his palm cease: dex, are you famliar with a nyc restaurant called Rao? Dexter Fong: a double sawbuck is the going rate Dexter Fong: Yes cat. I know of it. llanwydd: greed goof cease: i thought it was an indian restaurant, the name sounds indian but actualy italian. the book i'm reading now, The Sexlife of Food, sez it has the longest waiting list of anyplace in the states cease: i walked by their place at Caesar's in Vegas and it was laregely empty llanwydd: I don't know too many nyc restaurants. although I ate in a fantastic indian restaurant a few minutes before I saw the firesign theatre at Town Hall cease: the chicken dish on the website menu sounds good llanwydd: first time I ever ate in an indian restaurant Dexter Fong: Cat: Yes, it is Italian and the long waiting list is because they only got 15 or 20 tables, and they have a lotta regulars who eat there once a week or so so not many for outsiders,,,,and it's good but not great by any means cease: apparently a nyc institution for 110 years Dexter Fong: Lotsa stars -media and optherwise go there ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:17 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. cease: i had a great italian meal at Valentino my last trip to Vegas. next time i'm looking at dining at Bartolotta for Italian but mostly for its seafood Dexter Fong: Don't forget to tip Catherwood, ppop ||||||||| Catherwood strides up to Dexter Fong and queries "Do you have something for me to do?" ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:17 PM and doctecazoid waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Principalpoop: no, you schmear a bagel llanwydd: Hey Prin cease: hey poop. and doc Dexter Fong: Hey Doc, how you feeling? cease: not a beagle doctecazoid: evenin' all doctecazoid: i love bagels - w/lox & cream cheese llanwydd: the last italian restaurant I ate in was the Olive Garbage a few years ago Principalpoop: forget the lox, and no flavors for the cream cheese Dexter Fong: and Cat, how's your leg thingie? llanwydd: I call it that even though I like it cease: i tried aleve and it worked very well, dex Dexter Fong: glad to hear that doctecazoid: i'm hagin in there. catheter came out today. been experiencing control problems, though i'm managing. it's still painful to sit for any length of time but that's better than not being able to sit at all (while the catheter was in place) Principalpoop: i still say a friend with a ball peen hammer working your spine is best cease: today is the first day i didnt taske aleve cuz the pain has largely dissappeared Dexter Fong: And you just happen to have a friends with a ball peen hammer too, poop? doctecazoid: he's alleved! Principalpoop: you can use the ball peen hammer to fix that too doc hehe llanwydd: any interesting stories to tell about the earthquake, Princi? cease: aleved and well Principalpoop: always fong, never without doctecazoid: to a nail, every solution looks like a hammer llanwydd: you would have been near the epidermis or whatever its called Principalpoop: exactly Dexter Fong: or a manicurist Principalpoop: how is manny? doctecazoid:http://jmckinley.posterous.com/dc-earthquake-devastation llanwydd: manny happy returns Principalpoop: and happy trails, to you Dexter Fong: mo' bettah manny happy endings Principalpoop: my house in roanoke shook Dexter Fong: What's shaking Cuz? Principalpoop: thought something exploded, but it kept shaking, I thought I was having a stroke llanwydd: I've been through two earthquakes in ticonderoga Dexter Fong: a stroke of genius, no doubt llanwydd: nothing spectacular doctecazoid: one 60-ish woman was quoted as saying "I felt the earth move under my feet - I hardly every have that experience any more so I was grateful for it." Principalpoop: slowly I turned Dexter Fong: susquahannah Principalpoop: and now irene, poor virginia cease: where is ledbelly when you need him? Dexter Fong: in jail? Principalpoop: captain Bingingham? what do we need him for? llanwydd: there's a blast from the past llanwydd: wasn't it Binghampton? Dexter Fong: A fourth for bridge. It'll be my first Principalpoop: that bridge isn't finished yet? Dexter Fong: No, and it won't be. Ran out of funding Principalpoop: you doubt the poop? careful llanwydd: that confounded bridge Principalpoop: like a longhorn steer, a point here and a point there and a lot of bull in between cease: and it wont be, until hands on both sides of the big tit can push the same button at the same time Principalpoop: On which side? doctecazoid: nobody tol' me 'bout pushin' no button! cease: reminds me of the Borges story about the disc with only one side Principalpoop: ahh you folks are so superstitious, its just this little something knob here Dexter Fong: chromium? doctecazoid: that's no know, that's my ... doctecazoid: knob Dexter Fong: and it's switch not knob Principalpoop: yes, i lost it towards the end cease: something in alternet recently about many buttons we push dont actually work, like buttons you push to change lights and cross streets doctecazoid: you didn't lose it - you just misplaced it. it's gotta be around here somewhere... Dexter Fong: Call in Col. Binginghampton Principalpoop: no, the colonel was Klink cease: even though it was poorly reviewed, i quite enjoyed benjamin button llanwydd: the appeasement button Dexter Fong: Nein, ti vas ze glasses vot klinked Principalpoop: pushing my belly button does nothing, but it is fun llanwydd: push this button and you'll feel better doctecazoid: rodney on the rock (bingenheimer ... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rodney_Bingenheimer) Dexter Fong: push this button and *I'll* feel better cease: mainlining free flicks these days. saw Moon last night, a collection of stories about tokyo, other good stuff cease: the men who stare at goats too Principalpoop: Is this Godhead? or what? llanwydd: sun myung? Principalpoop: Crescent? Dexter Fong: Full? cease: an sf flick by david bowie's son. i heard maron interview him on air america a few years ago cease: surprisingly good flick, considering its mostly just one guy doctecazoid: by the light of the silvery? doctecazoid: yeah "moon" was a very cool film Principalpoop: lonely moon child, something something something 21st century schzoid man Dexter Fong: Shine on Harvest, frankly, I don't give a damn cease: spacey voiced the computer, played bad guy in Goats so it was interesting watching them together cease: lost in space with kevin spacey, and, a goat llanwydd: goats upon the battlement cease: you saw it doc? Dexter Fong: Now we can make cheese Dexter Fong: If it's a female cease: are they goats or ghosts or ghosts of goats? doctecazoid: yes. he also made 'source code', the jake gyllenhall flick that came out earlier this year Principalpoop: male too, if you like sort of thing cease: played a kind of evil professor in 21 i saw recently doctecazoid: speaking of anythynge: the book is due to come out in the next couple of months doctecazoid: firesale will likely be taking pre-orders for it cease: fijally. is it bear manor press again? Principalpoop: really buying into the bread and circuses cat, you have been vegasized, where is the political radical? doctecazoid: also, all the plays in the big book of plays and the fs joke book will be coming out as a single volume: "marching to shibboleth" doctecazoid: yes bear manor llanwydd: I bought a copy of the original Anythynge script from the Young Tom Edison Club back in 1977 or 78 cease: on facebook that ohmert guy asked our fave biopics and i said An Autobozographical Evening by David Ossman. llanwydd: I still have it Principalpoop: how you pronounce shibboleth? cease: i wonder if ohmert has even seen it? one of michael packer's productions for midwest pbs station doctecazoid: SHIB-bow-leth (less with a lisp) Principalpoop: thankth doctecazoid:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shibboleth Principalpoop: I knew that story from somewhere llanwydd: shibboleth sounds hebrew Principalpoop: no more calls, we have a winner llanwydd: hebrew and shedrink doctecazoid: we have a weiner? doctecazoid: hot dog! Principalpoop: anybody still speak aramaic? cease: i dont think so, poop Dexter Fong: yes poop, in the middle east llanwydd: I know a few words Principalpoop: cool cease: really? llanwydd: I speak algebraic Principalpoop: most numerously by the Assyrians (also known as Chaldo-Assyrians) in the form of Assyrian Neo-Aramaic and Chaldean Neo-Aramaic Dexter Fong: That's a plus Principalpoop: sounds like gibberish to me hehe Principalpoop: we still have Assyrians, asses cease: wasnt yossarian assyrian? llanwydd: no he was armenian Principalpoop: lebanese, like the has Principalpoop: hash llanwydd: any name with i-a-n at the end is armenian Principalpoop: marian is armenian? llanwydd: I mean last name cease: i should consult catch 22. i thought his assyrian-ness was meant as a joke Principalpoop: or surname Dexter Fong: mary Marion played shortstop for the Cards Dexter Fong: Marty Dexter Fong: Before you-alls time Principalpoop: indonesia for the indonesians Dexter Fong: Melonesia for the melonheads Principalpoop: milkofmagnesia for the magenta milkers cease: melanoma for someone else, please Dexter Fong: lol cat Principalpoop: melanoma, she sang the song about roller skates Dexter Fong: Yougotto brand nooky ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:52 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from Hellmouth." Principalpoop: lala la lalala llanwydd: Hey Elayne Dexter Fong: Hey Elayn Elayne: Sorry I'm late, boss driving me nuts and I didn't get home till 9 and I had things to do. cease: hey el Elayne: Evenin' all! doctecazoid: hi e Principalpoop: relax, take it easy now Principalpoop: let us drive you nuts, but nicely hehe Elayne: Thanks PrinPoop, but I'll need some relaxants. llanwydd: that reminds me of a joke Elayne: Tom!! TOM!! Not the piper's son!! How are YOU???? Principalpoop: light up a reefer, we will wait llanwydd: why did the amish woman divorce her husband? llanwydd: he was driving her buggy Elayne: My grunts and groans don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world Elayne: That was my dinner, by the way. I made 10-bean salad. Principalpoop: that has whiskers on it llan Principalpoop: you need to eat more than 10 beans, not enough food doctecazoid: not great, not bad. got the catheter out today which is a relief. experiencing control problems, which is par for the course. and though the catheter is out, sitting for more than 5 or 10 mins is difficult
Dexter Fong thinks that's not a lot of beans cease: you counted them? Elayne: Have you learnt to sleep on your stomach? An army travels on its, you know. doctecazoid: i run on laser beans Principalpoop: still not ready for a horsey ride on my knee huh doc? Elayne: Well Cat, there were only 10, it wasn't hard. doctecazoid: i can sleep face up, and i can stand - it's just sitting that gives me grief Elayne: I mean, it's ONLY to ten, Mudhead. doctecazoid: pp: nope Elayne: And I still have a balcony you can do Ibsen from, or something like that. Principalpoop: i don't know if I know 10 beans, lima, green, kidney, ahhh pole, or is that just a green bean? Principalpoop: northern, butter Elayne: Roman beans, black-eyed peas (which are beans), green, canneloni, small white, kidney, small red... cease: i imaginechef jose andres would do 10 interesting things with 10 beans Elayne: Um, pinto... how many are we up to? Principalpoop: wait, never heard of roman beans doctecazoid: the guys want a more normal home page for the site - they don't like the corkboard design, too hard to find what you are looking for Elayne: Didn't use butter or lima beans. I hate lima beans. Dexter Fong: Canollini Principalpoop: limas are good hot, but yes tough if cold Elayne: Oh Tom, pooh. I thought it was great! cease: i made zuchini sticks the other day. it was a disaster Principalpoop: no fair, canneloni = roman beans, doctecazoid: well, it's their site Dexter Fong: Boston Baked, Refreid, Spilled... ||||||||| Outside, the 9:58 PM bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Elayne: Roman beans are kind of pinkish.l llanwydd: canollini and canelloni are two different things Bunnyboy: how do! doctecazoid: or rather they are represented by it Elayne: Time for dessert. llanwydd: Hey Bunnyboy Elayne: Hey Bunnyboy! Elayne: BRB cease: and speaking of rabbit food, doctecazoid: and i can kind of see their point Principalpoop: i will google and look, and then we can count hehe Bunnyboy: beans again, grumble grumble... doctecazoid: i think it looks great but it's not ideal in terms of people wanting to come to the site looking for something specific Dexter Fong: Hey Bunny Bunnyboy: I so tired of Chinese food... Principalpoop: ahh ok, I know those beans ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Elayne: Granted, Tom. Principalpoop: Great, wonderful, thanks, do it over. Where have I heard that before? cease: how are things in seattle, bun? Principalpoop: ahh, every single boss and girlfriend I ever had... doctecazoid: bun & e - http://jmckinley.posterous.com/dc-earthquake-devastation Bunnyboy: It's broasty today. Low 80s. Elayne: I love it, Tom. That photo's been making the rounds everywhere. llanwydd: that's the first time I've ever seen the word broasty cease: very good, doc Bunnyboy: doc - re: link - har! Bunnyboy: "Oh, the cucumber sandwiches are roo-int!" doctecazoid: i think irene will do a lot more damage to our area here (the northeast coast) than the quake could have Elayne: I'm glad it was mild enough that we can joke about it. Bunnyboy: llan: Oh, sorry...Broasty - tm pat. pend. Bunnyboy: A liddle corporate CYA. llanwydd: I'm less than 200 miles from irene at this moment and its not even raining Elayne: Tom, our Mayor said somethign about evac plans for Sunday Bunnyboy: Comedy = Tragedy plus Time. doctecazoid: we'll take our five cats and hunker down in the basement if things get rough cease: sounds scary, doc Dexter Fong: Basement Doc....hmm isn't that usually the first thing flooded? cease: not what you need now doctecazoid: we've been through a new nor'easters here in milford - i'm sure everything will be alright Bunnyboy: Got a full set of Joe McDoakes shorts on the way, from Warner Archive. doctecazoid: lili says the last cat 3 quake that came through in '85 knocked out power for a week doctecazoid: lots of wind, but no flooding Dexter Fong: Cat 3 Quake? cease: wherever we are, the weather is not our friend llanwydd: cat 3 quake? Principalpoop: the new shooter uper doctecazoid: oops doctecazoid: i meant cat 3 storm doctecazoid: sorry Dexter Fong: Except when it's nice and sunny and calm and the birdies and aquirrels are out frolicking Bunnyboy: This year-end has a bumper crop of items for the needless completist. Elayne: Did Cat just quake?
doctecazoid is a littlee loopy tonight llanwydd: I wonder what irene measures on the richter scale doctecazoid: andy richter says: wow that's some quake of a storm Dexter Fong: lol doc llanwydd: lol Principalpoop: i've seen the needle and the damage done cease: not me llanwydd: das ist richtig Bunnyboy: ESSENTIAL LAUREL & HARDY, HONEYMOONERS LOST EPISODES COMPLETE, The Giorgio Moroder score version of METROPOLIS... Bunnyboy: A big MAGOO box set... cease: you watch any of those NFB animations, bun? llanwydd: I prefer the new metropolis score to the moroder Principalpoop: moroder, that was the guy in dallas with a camera llanwydd: wasn't it a line from "M"? "Wer ist der moroder?" Dexter Fong: Documentorian doctecazoid: ich bein ein moroder llanwydd: lol Principalpoop: ahh moroderian, an aremian cease: i tried to watch a few on my pc but they wouldn't load for some reason. had to use the mac to watch them cease: in america, with Principalpoop: you need to install quicktime Dexter Fong: ASAP cease: aha Elayne: Okay gang, any suggestions for Silly Sites? I haven't blogged yet. Dexter Fong: no, ASAP llanwydd: did you call me a sap? Bunnyboy: llan: Which one, the original Huppertz score, or the Alloy Orchestra score? doctecazoid: what a sap she had llanwydd: huppertz Dexter Fong: E: Why don't you list yours and then you can claim you were hacked are start a contraversy Bunnyboy: Yeah, it's cool beans, all right... doctecazoid:http://huhcorp.com/ doctecazoid: it's an oldie but a goodie llanwydd: I don't have it but I've heard it Bunnyboy: I haven't heard the Alloy Orchestra score, as I didn't make it out to see them, when they were in town, and their score isn't on the most recent restored disc... llanwydd: I have enjoyed listening to vangelis while I watch metropolis but I wouldn't do that if I had the huppertz version cease: thats hilarious doc Bunnyboy: They sell an MP3 of the score, to sync with the disc. A little dear, at $20.00. Principalpoop:http://slacktory.com/2011/08/entire-facebook-terms-of-service-in-bro-speak/ doctecazoid: what about the muppertz version? Principalpoop: i don't use facebook, but that might be a funny thing doctecazoid:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=teH6PYUpiVU Elayne: Brilliant, Tom! Prinpoop, I used that one a couple days ago, but thanks! llanwydd: disgracebook Bunnyboy: And the Moroder version, which I saw back in 1984, is considerably shorter (90 minutes) and post-colored. Bunnyboy: doc: Muppets in November, from what I understand. Elayne: Be right back, posting the Huh site. Bunnyboy: They're still working the chickens out... Principalpoop: oops I got it from you, I knew you would like it then lol Bunnyboy: Anybody make it out to see MAGIC TRIP? doctecazoid: this one's better - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiMZa8flyYY - hilarious cease: is that the new kesey flick, bun? Elayne: Heard about that last site, Doc - will probably use it tomorrow, I have it bookmarked cease: doc once sent me a vhs of a large kesey project, sounds like the same footage only recut cease: searching for a cool place, i think llanwydd: yes, the restored metropolis is quite different from the truncated versions doctecazoid: yes cat it's some of the same footage - but through the magic of digital technology, they got more of it to sync up with the audio than has ever been synched before cease: aha doctecazoid: ny times had a recent article about it - let me dig it up brb cease: i read review of it somewhere Dexter Fong: afk fr llanwydd: well, I have to be heading out. I'll be back on Sep. 1 llanwydd: so will most of you, I'm sure Principalpoop: cial llan, see you next month llanwydd: nite cease: see you then, llan Principalpoop: oops ciao doctecazoid:http://www.nytimes.com/2011/08/01/movies/magic-trip-reconstructs-footage-from-ken-keseys-bus-trip.html doctecazoid: by llan Bunnyboy: nite llan! Elayne: Okay, I've blogged and now I'm going to go collapse. Next week, all! ||||||||| Elayne rushes off, saying "10:25 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Bunnyboy: MAGIC TRIP is on on DVD 11/1. Dexter Fong: Night llan and elayne cease: thanks doc cease: that's quick, bun cease: by el Dexter Fong: bak wr cease: speaking of quickness Dexter Fong: yyyy eeeeeeee ssssssssssss? Bunnyboy: nite El! Principalpoop: night e Bunnyboy: Ours is a time where, by the time you hear about something, somebody else is already selling a copy of it at a garage sale. Dexter Fong: Bun: I read that in an old nespaper my tchocke was wrapped in Principalpoop: i saw a blog about that the other day bunny Bunnyboy: Read a quote the other day, something to this effect: "We buy books, because we think we're buying the time to read them". - Warren Zevon Bunnyboy: Add audio and video titles to the mix, and that's me, in a nutshell. Dexter Fong: It can be adictive BB Dexter Fong: Then you must have all the time in the world BB cease: i wouldnt say that's true for me. Bunnyboy: Great subdudes song! Bunnyboy: (sings) I've got all the time in the world... cease: i read because i'm addicted to the printed word. have been since i was 7 Dexter Fong: I sit hear and see all your purchases and wonder how you can possible see them all Principalpoop: American woman, momma let me be cease: you're talking to bun, dex? Bunnyboy: Dex - Answer: I cain't. Not by half. Dexter Fong: Yes Cat ||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:33 PM, then departs. doctecazoid: sometimes just knowing you have and own something on dvd is enough Bunnyboy: So many folks are visually oriented. I've always been a soundie. Principalpoop: I wonder if he has a garage full like that guy with the la radio tapes... Merlyn: hey all cease: hi merl Merlyn: I keep forgetting what day it is Principalpoop: there is M, hi Dexter Fong: Hey Merlyn doctecazoid: hey merl Bunnyboy: doc: Thass rite! Possession is 9/10ths of the fun! cease: it never stays today long enough Bunnyboy: Having your family and friends go "Really?!?" is a bonus, too. Principalpoop: Really?
Dexter Fong graps Bunny Boy's head, slaps him on the forehead and hollers "Jesus, cure this poor unfortunate" Bunnyboy: (Frank Nelson vox) YeeEEEEEEsssss! doctecazoid: tomorrow is today yesterday - or some time like that
Bunnyboy spins his head 360 degrees. Principalpoop: the now is infinite between an infinite past and infinite future cease: speaking of forever, did you see the nova show on fractals? Bunnyboy: Fat chance, padre! cease: it was rebroadcast last night Dexter Fong: .....allowing him a full panoramic view of his possessions Principalpoop: i saw part of that cat Bunnyboy: I can quit anytime I want...IF I want! Bunnyboy: That was fun! cease: you can watch the whole thjing online whenever you want. great stuff Dexter Fong: I know, here, have one of my cigarettes =) cease: gave me some design ideas for one of my projects. Principalpoop: simple to quit tobacco, I have done it lots of times Dexter Fong: easier to spit tobacco Dexter Fong: I'm doing it now cease: easier to spell tobacco Principalpoop: sniff the snuff Dexter Fong: put the wrong end of the cigarette in my mouth Merlyn: you will cigar field elected Dexter Fong: after the tip burned out the innerds fell out Merlyn: actual garfield slogan cease: any news, merl? Principalpoop: i used to have that problem, switched to non-filtered Dexter Fong: Burn both ends like emily dickingson Merlyn: doc's been getting all kinds of stuff set up cat cease: good news Principalpoop: ahh emily, i would do her cease: hope it don't tire him out ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: Doc sets 'em up, and Merl kkknock 'em down Dexter Fong: Cat: Doc is always up these days =) Principalpoop: wasted and cannot find my way home Merlyn: the reaper knocked him down Bunnyboy: The new FRIGHT NIGHT is fun. cease: blind faith? Dexter Fong: call his sidekick the reappear Principalpoop: traffic Dexter Fong: SONDERBURGH Merlyn: are you driving while chatting, PP? cease: close enough Principalpoop: quite cat, nope M Dexter Fong: Blue skies and green lights to yah PP Merlyn: traffic is also a tati film Dexter Fong: Porno? doctecazoid: soccer blue Merlyn: worse, French Dexter Fong: at least Principalpoop: mon deux Dexter Fong: French porno? What has the euro come to Merlyn: euro peein' doctecazoid: you got that right :-/ Merlyn: in my golden para shoes Principalpoop: the eyetalian influence Dexter Fong: Behind le Port Verde doctecazoid: tawny port verde? Dexter Fong: in a storm, Doc, in a storm Dexter Fong: Better than a basemant cease: sounds like a mushroom play cease: by the light of the silvery Merlyn: a sou'easter is comin' Principalpoop: paulette does paris Dexter Fong: Yes cat doctecazoid: that's what we'll do - we'll get many varieties of port wine to drink during the cat 3 storm doctecazoid: that way we can have (wait for it) any port in a storm Merlyn: cat, is this storm your fault? cease: nope Dexter Fong: Who gave you the authority to say that? Dexter Fong: Doc
Principalpoop getting the lyrics to good night irene cease: lol doc Merlyn: any stork in a porn cease: may the goon show be with you
Dexter Fong answers his own question (wait for it) Doc has Port Authority Principalpoop:http://www.rienzihills.com/SING/G/goodnightirene.htm Principalpoop: Huddie ledbetter
doctecazoid may not stop the show but he sure knows how to slow it up Dexter Fong: Thanks poop Principalpoop: strange but true Dexter Fong: I think that song is generally viewed as kind of a happy one, but I kinda remembered that maybe it wasn't so much doctecazoid: would those 'beginning of life' documentaries count as stork in a porn? Principalpoop: like ring around the posey and pop goes the weasle Dexter Fong: I thinks it's the 3/4 time cease: better than stock in a palm doctecazoid: i like 3/4 time - about three fourths of the time, that is Merlyn: that's 9/16th Dexter Fong: Of course, but what about the 5/4 doctecazoid: dex: i like it 125% of the thyme! Merlyn: car 5/4, where were you on that last tony stanza? Principalpoop: take five, or more Dexter Fong: 30 24 hours Dexter Fong: poop: thake another five and make then beat salad Principalpoop: beans, 10 bean salad, I will try for 11 before next week doctecazoid: time isn't holding us - time isn't after us Merlyn: a cool beat salad Bunnyboy: .Any movement on the Bear Manor fronts? i.e. Shakespeare parody, etc? doctecazoid: cool beans! Dexter Fong: FILLED WITH SNAP beans, on the two and four Merlyn: a krebs salad Dexter Fong: Ah, Ukranian Principalpoop: the cannibal asked, did that clown taste funny to you? doctecazoid: bb: i mentioned earlier - anythynge should be out some time in october, also there's a combined bbop/ftjb book that will be coming out soon as well Dexter Fong: i dunno but I passed one on the way here doctecazoid: firesale will likely take pre-orders for anythynge Bunnyboy: Funny how? Am I nougatz, do I amuse you? Bunnyboy: How am I funny?!? Dexter Fong: The book of bbop loco? doctecazoid: give me a minute, i'll prep the book covers for your viewing doctecazoid: big book of plays / firesign theatre joke book Principalpoop: a clown, the red nose, big shoes, just funny Merlyn: you used to shine shoes, BB Principalpoop: you talking to me? Bunnyboy: Neat! Never had a copy of bbop. Got my BMJB signed by the boys, in Jacksonville OR, in 1994. Principalpoop: you fuck my wife? cease: the original 2 books combined into one, doc? Bunnyboy: First FIresign show I saw. Dexter Fong: Catherwood, give poop some recognitio n ||||||||| Catherwood gives poop some recognitio n. cease: i heard bergman mention that on rfo, but i thought it was newer scripts Merlyn: we got Pesci and De Niro, duck for covers Bunnyboy: FTJB = BMJB Principalpoop: not a problem fong, listening to dave brubeck Bunnyboy: Except in Georgia, where it's illegal. Dexter Fong: Howard the Duck never covers for anyone, see? cease: duckman cowers for everyone Bunnyboy: Dex: Not no more, since his creator went to meet HIS creator. Merlyn: did I ruffle his feathers Principalpoop: ok, I have the bmjb somewhere, book boxes still not opened, after moving 20 years ago Dexter Fong: Duckman, scowering the hood, for you Bunnyboy: Can I get a Rourke or a Walken?
Bunnyboy sifts through his trading cards. Principalpoop: i want nicholas cage and walken in the same movie doctecazoid:https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/img/aywt_book_large.jpg Dexter Fong: Bunny, how about and extra with business doctecazoid:https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/img/shibboleth_book_large.jpg ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Principalpoop: power to the people, right on! doctecazoid: i just got these book cover images today, along with some ad copy Bunnyboy: There's a new Martin McDonagh (IN BRUGES) movie in production, called SEVEN PSYCHOPATHS. Principalpoop: cool marching photo doctecazoid: bb: ooh lili and i really liked 'in bruges' - we'll keep an eye out for this new one Dexter Fong: That's three short of a bean salad Bunnyboy: IMDB lists 4 actors attached to the project: Colin Farell, Sam Rockwell, Micky Rourke and Christopher Walken. cease: yesm, that flick really made we want to go to bruges Principalpoop: that is only 4 doctecazoid: pp: that's from an old 'how can you be' era poster - i think arrangements are being made to reproduce and sell copies of the poster on the firesale site Dexter Fong: They double cease: sam rockwell is fine actor but did not make me want to go to the moon Dexter Fong: Who did? Principalpoop: who what? Bunnyboy: doc: Those Anythynge photos were, of course, taken at the Bagley Wright in Seattle, in 1999. doctecazoid: i thought rockwell was great in http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0270288/ ||||||||| Catherwood pipes up "It's 11:03 PM; let's see who falls in through our celebrity trap door!" -- he pulls a lever, and Phil Austin plummets onto the oriental shag rug. doctecazoid: bb: yep
Dexter Fong hums "By the Light of the Silvery . . . . . " Merlyn: hey Phil cease: hi phil Principalpoop: one of the four??? wow doctecazoid: good evening sie doctecazoid: sir Phil Austin: here, I'm here Principalpoop: he is landed Dexter Fong: Hello there Phil Austin
doctecazoid me makes more typos when the laptop is in the lap doctecazoid: glag you could make it Dexter Fong: that's glug Merlyn: Nino says everyone is in an undisclosed location, except me (still haven't fixed that) Bunnyboy: Bagley Wright, the biz guy and arts philanthropist, died this year. Phil Austin: first, congratulations to the doc on victory over your own organs Bunnyboy: hiya, Mister President!
doctecazoid is on his organ again doctecazoid: thanks phil Principalpoop: i think my newer version of firefox hides me, maybe Merlyn: doctech at his mighty organ doctecazoid: it's both a literal and figurative relief to have that catheter out Principalpoop: i lost money on the operation, I bet his keister would fall off... Merlyn: no PP, it's something messed up in mapping people's IP addresses to lat/long guesses Phil Austin: doctech triumphing over his mighty organ Dexter Fong: Poop: Don't you have a friend with a ball peen? Principalpoop: ok M Phil Austin: where's the Lilwoman tonight? Dexter Fong: She's not that little Principalpoop: i used up my monthly allotment of peens doctecazoid: newly unearthed riefsnstahl (sp?) film - triumph of the organ? doctecazoid: i'll get her straightaway Bunnyboy: A slew of Hal Roach Laurel and Hardy shorts, out on DVD in October. Bunnyboy: As in, all of them. Principalpoop: i guess I was never meant for glitter rock and roll ||||||||| Lili Lamont enters at 11:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger. Bunnyboy: Re: Riefenstahl - actually, it's OLD,LIMP...erhm, nevermind. Merlyn: all 102, or maybe that's bones Dexter Fong: Poop: But I do like you in eye shadow cease: and lili too! Bunnyboy: hiya, Lili! Dexter Fong: Hi Lili Phil Austin: I haven't checked the log so don't know what the discussion is, but just wanted to note that the Doc did a huge amount of work on the FST website while recuperating and everyone is highly impressed. Principalpoop: wink wink fong Phil Austin: Yo, Lil. Lili Lamont: Hi, guys. good to be here. doctecazoid: it was good therapy for me Lili Lamont: Hi, Phil. Principalpoop: oh lili doctecazoid: and good therapy for the site too Bunnyboy: Yeah, doc was just showing us your guys' script covers. Merlyn: buy him one of those Nigerean kidneys cease: how's it goin, lili? Lili Lamont: It kept his mind active while he was itching under his stiches. cease: good news for both of you Bunnyboy: Yeah, but by the time the kidneys reach you, they've been stepped on so many times... doctecazoid: nigerian kidneys, only $419 Merlyn: lili and stitch? Dexter Fong: lol Buny Lili Lamont: Not too bat, c. I'm really happy that doc's recuperation has gone so well. Bunnyboy: No, really. Stepped. On. Phil Austin: Hey, Catski; how's Icy's health? Lili Lamont: stitches, right, not stiches. Principalpoop: discussing fractels, 10 bean salad, the aramaic language, earthquakes, hurricaines, more Dexter Fong: We call it tenderizing, you got any objections? cease: not bad at all, phil. Lili Lamont: Christ, I can't type tonight. cease: he still imps, but as long as he's kept on a level field, he can walk a long time now Merlyn: I want one to match my swimming pool Bunnyboy: You don' wanna know how sausage is made...
Dexter Fong whispers to Poop, don't forget the armenians Phil Austin: Lily: Christ can't type tonight Bunnyboy: Your prayer has been answered. Principalpoop: for 50 more they throw in a liver, hardly ever used doctecazoid: and thankfully, the cyatic nerve (we think) issue cat reported last week has eased up some cease: we'll have the small dog til labour day, and then he'll no longer have her companionship, or annoyance
doctecazoid me wonders - could christ type? Principalpoop: what would christ type?
Dexter Fong puts his hand on his keyboard and hollers "Jesus! Save this unfortunate" Phil Austin: cat: good news. We have nine stupid dogs at the moment because our friend Shellrae is here with her three. Lili Lamont: Good thing, Phil, or it would probably be in Aramaic. cease: i cant imagine austins without multidogs doctecazoid: phil: i'm kinda leaning towards an art-deco themed home page design for firesigntheatrelegacy.com ... unless you want to make any suggestions otherwise Phil Austin: Lil: typing in Aramaic is going to be a problem. No one prophesied these problems. cease: oh phil, i had a kinship with all life phenomenon with a fly about an hour ago Principalpoop: Bacon! Fetch! Cat! did that make them all run? doctecazoid: something clean, elegant, attractive but not too modern Lili Lamont: We have multi cats, but it's all good. They're very cool kitties. cease: this fly owuldn leave me alone. i tried not to hit it, but ditnt want it on my screen or drink Phil Austin: Doc: art deco sounds good to me, really doctecazoid: cool thanks Dexter Fong: Phil: Joseph of Aramethia did =) Merlyn: the last typewriter factory (in India) closed a couple months ago cease: then i ttied boon'es method of asking the fly not to be on my or my bevie, either he went elsehwere orit worked Lili Lamont: Phil: I understand that Apple's next product is an Aramaic printer. Principalpoop: south beach art deco, or LA west art deco? Bunnyboy: If you press your ear next to the column, you can hear a clarinet. Phil Austin: cat: the fly thing is interesting. I was talking to a couple of friends today when a wasp landed on my glasses and everyone started to freak and I said, no, wait a second, she's my little buddy and she flew off and everyone thought I knew what I was talking about., doctecazoid: i found some good arty-deco type faces for free, and some backgrounds i will transmogrify to my own purposes Phil Austin: Lil: If steve Jobs is thinking aramaic then all can't be that bad with his health. cease: wow, i'm strugling with a fly and you're up to a wasp. good work! Lili Lamont: Doc is good at that kind of shit. doctecazoid: think "big book of plays" - the purple cover, not the yellow one Phil Austin: LA west Dexter Fong: I had a run in with a condor but it was all cool Principalpoop: does that work with black bears? they are coming out of the hills here Phil Austin: dex: running with condors could be a whole new exercise fad Dexter Fong: POOP that's because nobody comes up in the hills anymore doctecazoid: yeah definitely west coast art deco Phil Austin: poop: where are you and the bears? Lili Lamont: actually, Jobs' successor is thinking that the next big thing will be printers. At least that's what I saw in a tweet. Dexter Fong: Phil: Until you get to the edge of the cliff Principalpoop: cool Merlyn: took a waspie Bunnyboy: Here's a fun link, and an embed of a swell cartoonie! Bunnyboy:http://www.cartoonbrew.com/disney/jewelry-based-on-20s30s-cartoon-imagery.html Principalpoop: botetourt county virginia, near west virginia Phil Austin: Hey, Merl: what's happened with you and work? doctecazoid: south beach art deco too blah for me Principalpoop: they kill hundreds of bears in my county every year and we still have lots Merlyn: Still looking for work, Phil doctecazoid: you keep your bears in lots? must get crowded - where do you put all the cars? Merlyn: going to Seagate on monday Lili Lamont: As soon as they stop making Bear Whiz beer, they'll die off. Bunnyboy: doc: The bears work as valets. doctecazoid: wow seagate - that would be cool, i'll keep my organ crossed for you Principalpoop: good luck M, keep hope alive Phil Austin: Merl: all good luck from me and the Big Blonde Bunnyboy: ...and sleep in the cars. Merlyn: sure thing, Phil Phil Austin: bears sleeping in cars. What could be wrong with this? Principalpoop: i keep looking for Yogi, been mangled several times Merlyn: seagate would be embedded stuff with the newer solid state devices doctecazoid: tonight i had my first glass of wine in two weeks - a malbec, it was quite tasty Lili Lamont: Phil, did she get that moniker from a short story of Dorothy Parker's? cease: good for you, doc doctecazoid: quid malbec and plano Lili Lamont: I've been drinking all the Malbec while doc has been teetotalling. Bunnyboy: Keep looking for Boo-Boo, invariably run into Joe Pesci, in a bear suit. Principalpoop: dorothy apartment hunting, just want a place to lay my hat and a few friends cease: i'm glad you were able to get that much enjoyment out of it. Phil Austin: Catski: You know, I remember that title from the TV version, I think, of the Parker story and it probably stuck there. The best thing about it is that's it's one of those phrases that's imbedded in the American vernacular, much like herself. Phil Austin: Sorry, I meant Lily, not Cat doctecazoid: i loved jennifer jason leigh's turn as parker in that biopic a few years back Lili Lamont: I read a collection of short stories by Parker, and I recall that one in particular. Bunnyboy: Yeah! Alan Rudolph film... Bunnyboy: MRS. PARKER, AND THE VICIOUS CIRCLE. cease: cat is relieved Phil Austin: By the way, Oooooona sends her love to everyone. She;s talking away in the next room. Lili Lamont: She was brilliant in that role. Perfectly sardonic. Principalpoop: wow, thanks, from the earthquake and hurricaine hit virginia cease: it is reciprocated doctecazoid: give her all our love as well, phil Bunnyboy: There's an Oscar-winning documentary, from the 80s, which is shamefully unavailable on video. Merlyn: to herself? Bunnyboy: THE TEN YEAR LUNCH. Lili Lamont: And our love back to Oooooona. doctecazoid: yes virginia, there is an earthquake Bunnyboy: Algonquin Round Table doc. ||||||||| Phil Austin departs at 11:26 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Phil Austin', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 11:26 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... cease: by phil doctecazoid: oh well Principalpoop: i was trying to remember how to spell alogonquin lol Bunnyboy: Whoops! Ooooona pulled the rug out from under Phil. Phil Austin: sorry, addled. Trying to increase lines on screen Merlyn: Phil Austin, ordinary american doctecazoid: apparently Bunnyboy: Poop: The way it sounds! Principalpoop: 5 bucks says a dog got a cable Lili Lamont: Ah, what a shame, Phil has mysteriously disappeared, along with the servants. Lili Lamont: But, no! He's back! Principalpoop: wb Phil Austin: no more red letters. Good. Oh, thanks Merl, I guess I'm back. Bunnyboy: He's just John Q. Publique, Canadian. Principalpoop: lost money again cease: i thought they ate their servants, like goldman sachs in greece doctecazoid: when things settle down with other areas of the site, i was thinking of updating the format of the chat window Merlyn: An easy way to change it is to just change numlines=10 to something else in the URL Bunnyboy: It's the quick-drying red ink. Borrowed from the Fed. doctecazoid: like providing a panel for making changes to e.g. number of lines, refresh rate etc Phil Austin: ah, got my lines up to 25. life is good Merlyn: doc, you can do that now, but it replaces the tiny Msgs window Principalpoop: you will be answering stuff that is so 30 seconds ago.... Lili Lamont: If their is anyone that can do it, it's Doc. Merlyn: The last menu entry is 'configure' doctecazoid: it would be nice to have an interface for making those changes once the chat is in progress, instead of editing the url Phil Austin: I'm 30 seconds behind in life anyway Bunnyboy: Meanwhile, 30 seconds ago... Principalpoop: I forgot the timezones, ok doctecazoid: that on top of the fcc mandated 7 second delay ... Bunnyboy: That's a superpower, innit? Merlyn: there already is, doc, just select configure in the pulldown menu Lili Lamont: Price, I hate that. I am the zeitgeistbabe, so it must be of the moment! cease: coming and going at the same time Dexter Fong: I was thirty seconds over Toyko, that's half a minute I'll never get back doctecazoid: merl: is "configure" somewhere on the live chat window? Lili Lamont: I mean Prince. Phil Austin: dex: turn around and fly back Principalpoop: the zingfab is fabulous doctecazoid: ah, got it - the drop down list Merlyn: pull down the pulldown menu to see the pulldown menu entry called 'configure' doctecazoid: i never knew that was there - d'oh! Bunnyboy: I better go feed Bunnette, before she turns into a bear. Nitey, all! Dexter Fong: Phil: You mean retrace my steps? doctecazoid: tha tings ya loin.... Principalpoop: pull down the pull down menu to see the pull down menu, hehe cease: by bun Merlyn: 30 seconds over tokyo stands up quite well today Principalpoop: hip hop bunny Phil Austin: bunman:nighty night Dexter Fong: Night BB Merlyn: nite BB Lili Lamont: BTW, apropos of nothing, the quake we felt here yesterday was the second time I ever felt one. the first was on the 25th floor of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo in 1999. Same impact. ||||||||| doctecazoid hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctecazoid?! It's 11:31 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" Lili Lamont: nite, BB. ||||||||| Catherwood ushers doctecazoid in through the front door at 11:32 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. doctecazoid: oops doctecazoid: sorry about that Phil Austin: the doc gets around Principalpoop: wb Dexter Fong: No, it was good Doc
Bunnyboy looks around for the right car... Merlyn: how do people do that by accident? I just type and press return ||||||||| Around 11:32 PM, Bunnyboy walks off into the sunset... Lili Lamont: Oh, doc, I was worried there for a nanosecond. Phil Austin: Lil: you felt the quakle, really? doctecazoid: what are the 'bar', 'send' and 'lines' settings for? Dexter Fong: I didn't feel a thing...earthquakes don' do nothing to me, man Lili Lamont: Yes, I did. My computer desk was shaking and I looked underneath to see if one of the kitties was moving it. doctecazoid: i was in bed and out of it when the quake hit doctecazoid: we have very muscular kitties Lili Lamont: I read from various tweets that it was felt as far North as Toronto and Montreal. Phil Austin: doc/lil: how many kittykats? Lili Lamont: Well, one kitty is particularly muscular, Kahlo. doctecazoid: 5 Lili Lamont: We have five now. Merlyn: from the faq: "BAR is the height of the gray private message bar, SEND is the height of the bottom bar that sends text, and LINE is the the number of lines of input " Phil Austin: five is mental, much like us having six dogs Principalpoop: 5 more and I am reporting you, fair warning.... Lili Lamont: We name our kitties after artists. We have Kahlo, Seurat, Cocteau, Chagall, and Pollock. Dexter Fong: 5 more and you'll have a proper bean salad Phil Austin: mental insanity seems to be a hallmark of this chat Dexter Fong: who said that? Lili Lamont: But they're really great cats! Principalpoop: insanity? HA HA HA HA cough cough Phil Austin: Mrs. Prsky cease: it beats physical insanity every time Lili Lamont: Phil, I thought mental insanity was a requirement for this chat. Lili Lamont: It's worked for me for years. Principalpoop: then stop beating me nicky
Dexter Fong has the papers to prove it doctecazoid: here's the scene most mornings - http://doctechnical.com/img/misc/mornings.png Phil Austin: Lil: I'm headed for the Split Elms Mental Spa myself Merlyn: I'll beat your nicky if I want Principalpoop: you have Pumas Lili Lamont: Sounds lovely, Phil! I wish I could join you. Dexter Fong: Don't do it Merlyn, you'll go blind or poop will doctecazoid: splitting more of those elms with your thoughts? Principalpoop: oh yes, we talked of goats too cease: if these guys werent in the firesign theatre, they'e be in the insane assylm, one of your early reviews Dexter Fong: And tobacco products Lili Lamont: You will otice, in the pic Doc shows, that there are two little ones, our newest. they are too cool for school. Merlyn: I'll go poop or Blind Will? Lili Lamont: notice, not otice Phil Austin: One of the big Austin family arguments is over the acquisition of goats. Oooooooona thinks I'm crazy but on the other hand (and she has another hand) she always points out goats to me when we're traveling. Dexter Fong: Blind Will I. am. Merlyn: does she say something like "look at that old goat" and points in your direction? Lili Lamont: Well, they would eliminate the need for a lawn mower, and they make excellent cheese. Principalpoop: i don't know if dogs and goats get along, maybe if they grew up together... Principalpoop: afk Phil Austin: merl: if only. No, she thinks goats standing on other goats are funny, but refuses to let me get some of our own. Lili Lamont: Dogs could herd the goats. Dexter Fong: Aren't too many dogs that would like to get head butted Phil Austin: goats herding cats might work Merlyn: dogs and goats living together -- mass hysteria doctecazoid: ir's your future - i see a menagerie Lili Lamont: Dex: So he needs female goats. More cheese, less butting. Phil Austin: ah, mass hysteria. I think that's the first class tomorrow at the Split Elms Mental Spa. Dexter Fong: I think the females also but, but not for sexual competition cease: i was just herded into the backyard by guest dog needing to shit Merlyn: goats on the battlements? Phil Austin: General Goatheart Lili Lamont: Phil, I don't think anything can herd cats. I read once that herding Mensans is like herding cats. Trust me on this. doctecazoid: domini domini domini you're all crazy now Dexter Fong: Get him a goat Cat...or a Cat Goat doctecazoid: a hystericla mass Phil Austin: I appeared at a couple of Mensa conventions and can attest that they're unherdable Merlyn: "goat" is an anagram of "gato" which is Spanish for "cat", which is spinach for popeye cease: jim hightower has great line about herding cats: turn on a can opener Dexter Fong: Lili; I happaned to see the Moscow Cat Circus about 20 cats all doing tricks of wonderous nature doctecazoid: mensans are even harder to herd than cats Lili Lamont: Doc and I are Mensans, and we can confirm that. doctecazoid: i are a mensan Dexter Fong: Sans mensa? Hmmmmmm doctecazoid: that Merlyn: I'm a latin table Lili Lamont: We don't respond to can openers like cats do. doctecazoid: that's one of the things that attracted me to liili - she's got a great set of frontal lobes Phil Austin: I'm not mensan, but was hired entertainment at conventions Dexter Fong: I'm a Victorian Beard doctecazoid: lili Lili Lamont: oooh, baby, ooh baby.., cease: i cant imagine you dont meet their standards, phil Dexter Fong: Phil: That appearance cries out for a detailed story doctecazoid: phil: i seem to recall that - probably the only crowd that would get shroedinger's cat jokes Lili Lamont: It's a good thing I had breast cancer and not brain cancer, or Doc might have left me. Phil Austin: catski: I never applied, so don't know about standards. Me and Harry Shearer were just hired help doctecazoid: naaaah! Dexter Fong: "The Old Detective and the Case of the Smartypans gang doctecazoid: you are more than the sum of your parts, sweetie cease: well at least they have hire standards Lili Lamont: Phewwww, you have no idea how relieved I am. Phil Austin: schroedinger's cat is probably, or probably not, a member cease: i try and avoid any group, except firesign chat doctecazoid: right lol Merlyn: I hires root beer Lili Lamont: It's either there or not. You choose. Dexter Fong: Atleast you're not a John Bircher doctecazoid: urban word of the day: "get an inbox"... cease: tom waits doesnt hire beer, he rents it doctecazoid: ... the phrase is used as a response to people who write too many lovey-dovey things on each other's facebook walls doctecazoid: (variant of "get a room") Dexter Fong: Get a HAIRLIP cease: what was that show called, frendwood tonight or something? i think shearer was writiter for that show Lili Lamont: Tom Waits has a new album that will be released soon, but the corporate bean counters won't let him play it on his web site. Phil Austin: fernwood tonight Lili Lamont: Fortunately, KCRW plays it. But the video on Waits' site about it is a hoot. Dexter Fong: Cat: Martin Null was on Fernwood cease: he said 2 things i'lll always remember to the interviwer. i'd rarther have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy Dexter Fong: Mull cease: and the other was you dont own beer, you rent it Principalpoop: back, homer the bench legged beagle kept the bears away cease: i recall it now, dex. just dint want to. doctecazoid: cat: you'll find lots of fernwood tonight segments on youtube Merlyn: actually Fernwood 2Night cease: good for you, poop Principalpoop: that was on almost the same time as SOAP, another weird show Merlyn: Mary Hartman ^2 spinoff Lili Lamont: Ah, if only it was Tanglewood in Mass. That is within driving distance. cease: wasnt it later called Amera 2Night? Merlyn: yes cat Dexter Fong: Yeah I think so Cxat cease: yes we were living in van in mid 70s and saw those shows. very inpressed Merlyn: I watched MHMH in college Lili Lamont: Tanglewood or fernwood? doctecazoid: america 2night was the sequel to fernwood 2night Dexter Fong: Mull's side kick is that guy whose name I can't recall but he's been in most if not all of Shearers movies doctecazoid: there are america 2night bits on youtube as well cease: willard doctecazoid: fred cease: right? fred willard. Dexter Fong: Fred Willard yes Merlyn: Fred Willard Phil Austin: fred willard Merlyn: he also started the Ace Trucking Company Principalpoop: ok ok fred willard Dexter Fong: It's anonymous friends, it Fred Willard in a land quake Phil Austin: fred is a freiend of proctors, I think doctecazoid: yes i remember ace trucking co cease: he was in that earthquake flick with proc/berg and cred gap Lili Lamont: Excuse me guys, time for more wine. Principalpoop: did ace have a big brother? doctecazoid: yes i seem to recall proctor mentioning that Merlyn: Fred was in Cracking Up with P&B Lili Lamont: not surprising, Phil. cease: proc mentions him in the planet, yes Dexter Fong: Ace also had Burn and Avery Schreiber Phil Austin: ah, wine. but no drugs in winehouse Dexter Fong: Burns Merlyn: I was at Aspen and saw the Fernwood 2Night reunion, too Dexter Fong: Phil: Hey, you wanna some drugs, you go to da drughouse Principalpoop: cool Merlyn: jack burns doctecazoid: yeah that's a sad story. prevailing theory is that she tried to kick on her own with no assistance, and her body couldn't take it Dexter Fong: Merl: Yep Merlyn: Burns replaced Don Knotts on Mayberry RFD too cease: who was carlin[s old sidekick? Dexter Fong: They did I think called "Taxi: very funny doctecazoid: burns & schreiber Dexter Fong: A thing Phil Austin: there is evidently a duo of winehouse and tony bennett that will be aired soon Merlyn: eh? yeah. eh? yeah. eh? yeah. doctecazoid: cat: i think it was jack burns Dexter Fong: Austin: Really? Tony Bennett doctecazoid: wow phil that ought to be great Merlyn: we did a short bit on Shockwave ages ago, sing a duet with Frank Sinatra, only $399 per minute Dexter Fong: or not Principalpoop: too bad he did not get to her sooner and teach how to survive.... cease: do you think having the name winehouse contributed to her death? cease: an agitated puppy Phil Austin: I only know what I hear on TV Dexter Fong: Proly better than Whor er uh Warehouse Merlyn: Doc, right, jack burns also did bits with Carlin for a while doctecazoid: and i only know what i see on radio Dexter Fong: The Phone! Don't ask doctecazoid: my smart phone is smarter than me Principalpoop: Who is on the phone fong? ||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly.. Dexter Fong: Poop: Just some heavy breathing, so cut that out Phil Austin: the fongophone doctecazoid: pp i think he was just chiming in on the hear on tv see on radio thing... doctecazoid: either that or he Principalpoop: i am not excited, that is emphazeema doctecazoid: he's just phoning it in tonight cease: maybe both dogs are psychically attuned to fumiyo's car's approach Dexter Fong: Right Doc Dexter Fong: They can do that doctecazoid: brb Dexter Fong: Any one read or hear about the animals at the DC zoo shortly before the quake started freaking out Dexter Fong: Flamingos and apes and lions Principalpoop: like a dog whistle. I have visited those site where my ears cannot hear the tones cease: yes Merlyn: flamenco dancers went nuts before the quake? cease: no, they're always nuts Phil Austin: I don't trust animals. They freak over virtually nothing. Flamingos and apes and lions are untrustworthy at best. Merlyn: new futurama on Dexter Fong: Yes Merl, and continued well into what turned out to be a marvelous evening Principalpoop: they dance like it is always an earthquake Principalpoop: stop it M, I will watch it later Merlyn: they dance and make tiny earthquakes Dexter Fong: Phil: Don't be dissing the Flamingos. they have a very ridgid societal order and will get on you in an instant doctecazoid: a lot of animals are skittish for sure Phil Austin: Futurama is good, at least used to be. Is the Gore daughter still on staff? Principalpoop: like kramer not wearing the ribbon, they will make you put a pink flamingo in your yard Merlyn: not sure phil Principalpoop: it is still very enjoyable Phil Austin: I have a more rigid social order than any damn flamingo Dexter Fong: Poop: And get rid of a garden ggnome? Merlyn: a gnarden gnome? Principalpoop: keep the gnome, loose the nigra horse holder Dexter Fong: How long can you stand on one leg in brackish water smart guy? doctecazoid: to gnome is to lob him Dexter Fong: Poop: But we painted him kinda whitish like octaroon maybe Principalpoop: i saw some show where flamingos lived near a volcano, taking turns getting close to the heat doctecazoid: the white kitty just parked herself next to me here on the bed cease: thtere's a little flamingo pool at the flamingo hotel which seems to be the higlihght of the place doctecazoid: as lili put it earlier: she's too cool for school Principalpoop: so he looks spanish now huh? that is worse hehe cease: has little plaque dedicated to bugsy and his flamingo Dexter Fong: Yes Doc, and they also live in peru in the high Andes and go to sleep at night and get frozen into the water by daybreak Dexter Fong: Meant for poop Principalpoop: you have a favorite doc Phil Austin: twas brackish and the slithy toves did gire and gimbel in the wabe Principalpoop: jabberwalkies doctecazoid: i love all my kitties - and they all love me back doctecazoid: i make sure i don't single any one of them out as far as affection is concerned Principalpoop: ahh, but that one has been a comfort as you recover, it can tell doctecazoid: that said, the young white kitty is the most affectionate kitty i've ever been around cease: i have to do that with blues and jazz too, doc, as well as the dogs cease: the micro dog seems to be speaking a language Phil Austin: young white kitty advances in human affections doctecazoid: soon to be a major motion picture Principalpoop: or a little cute youtube clip doctecazoid: studio execs want a shorter title: "kitty!" Dexter Fong: author holds out for "White Kitty" doctecazoid: in a world... Phil Austin: Young White Kitty! I love this title. Dexter Fong: along time ago in a catbox far away Principalpoop: with a necrophiliac surf-boarding vampire doctecazoid: unfortunately it is fated to go straight to video Dexter Fong: Le Chatelet Blanc JEUNE French PRNO Principalpoop: quinton tarantino vieing for the rights doctecazoid: the special effects on the cat box alone pushed the production way over budget Dexter Fong: And straight to my Ray Blue doctecazoid: 300 takes trying to get the kitty to play with a ball of string - it was a nightmare cease: just got blue ray player a few weeks ago. what a difference Dexter Fong: Doc: The Director wanted Non-clomping Principalpoop: using for the first time, 4D, with life actors in every theatre audience Phil Austin: ik Dexter Fong: What's the 4th D Poop? Phil Austin: wait, the backers want flamingos in here somewhere doctecazoid: you don't want to know... Phil Austin: flamingos are 4d by definition Phil Austin: they're upside down, in other words. You can't get more d than that Dexter Fong: BUT THEY GOOTA CLONE< YOU HIRE ONE< YOU GET 22,00 doctecazoid: so now the title has to be changed to 'flamingo kitty' and set in miami Principalpoop: ok, skip to the the 5th, wouldn't you like to fly in my beautiful balloon? Dexter Fong: You fly over my house and I shoot you down Phil Austin: too complicated. I'm heading back to the Split Elms Mental Spa for a good night's sleep Principalpoop: White Flamingo Kitty, now we are getting somewhere doctecazoid: the story of interracial tensions between a white kitty and its lovestruck flamingo cease: there's something about the colour of flamingo that calls for an asian presence Phil Austin: or maybe two good night's sleep doctecazoid: i'd like to take one too Merlyn: no use crying over split elms Principalpoop: Bend over and roll up your arm. Do you want regular or premium? Merlyn: cya phil cease: sleep well, it beats craziness doctecazoid: thanks for indulging us this evening Principalpoop: night, keeper of the Big Blonde Phil Austin: And so, good night. Especially to the doc. Dexter Fong: May you sleep the sleep of the sleepy doctecazoid: thanks phil - catch ya on the funway Phil Austin: I'm dreaming of flamingos and kitties and too many dogs. Night everyone. ||||||||| At 12:18 AM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Phil Austin!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
doctecazoid me will dream of flamingo kitties tonight Principalpoop: wait, think about goats too, and armanians Merlyn: nite doc doctecazoid: and with that, i think i've got to get some shut eye Merlyn: yep, when phil leaves, we all make like trees Dexter Fong: Armenian goat dlambe cease: they can think for themselves ||||||||| Merlyn is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 12:19 AM. doctecazoid: but thanks gang - i haven't laughed this hard in at least two weeks Principalpoop: the bus cease: good for you, doc Principalpoop: keep getting well :D Dexter Fong: Night Doc, keep on keepin on Principalpoop: and with that, ciaoo bebys ||||||||| Principalpoop leaves at 12:20 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..." doctecazoid: going to be back at work next week, if i'm not too trashed i'll be here for next week's chat cease: all the best with that, doc doctecazoid: nytol (&vicodin) zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............... Dexter Fong: I'm checking out also Dexter Fong: Night Dear Friends ||||||||| doctecazoid rushes off, saying "12:20 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| Dexter Fong is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 12:20 AM. cease: we're here for our friends, whoever they are. ||||||||| cease departs at 12:21 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 1:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Lili Lamont - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "3:35 AM and late as usual, it's Lili Lamont, just back from Billville." ||||||||| Lili Lamont leaves to catch the 3:36 AM train to Funfun Town. ||||||||| 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 Fong
doctecazoid
Elayne
Phil Austin
Lili Lamont
llanwydd
Merlyn
Phil Austin
Principalpoop
Son of Firesign
