Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
10/25/2012

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for October 25, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| DJTween sneaks in around 8:54 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New notice: 'A live FST Stimulcast will begin at 8pm CST - listen at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 25, 2012 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies H Stones inside, makes a note of the time (9:06 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTween: Good evening Stones
DJTween: Waiting for folks to show up before starting the show
DJTween: In the meantime, some Holst...
||||||||| Thweeny enters at 9:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
||||||||| At 9:09 PM, H Stones vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:09 PM and H Stones bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
H Stones: hI THERE TWEESTER
DJTween: So, how's the new computer working out?
H Stones: ITS WORKING FINE THANKS TWEEN AFTER A FEW TEETHING PROBS
||||||||| Merlyn sneaks in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
DJTween: kewl
H Stones: sorry about the caps
DJTween: You have the feed OK?
DJTween: (Playing some Holst)
Merlyn: I THOUGHT IT WAS YOUR COMPUTER TEETHING
H Stones: is it still on cnki
H Stones: cni
DJTween: Hi Merlyn
Merlyn: hey
Merlyn: this feed is tweeny's I believe
||||||||| 9:12 PM: Principalpoop jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| New notice: 'Playing some Holst while waiting for people to show up - http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - '
H Stones: yo there poop
DJTween: Hey P
Merlyn: did Holst invent the Holster? was that his son?
H Stones: what part of Holst is it?
Principalpoop: holst him by his pitards
DJTween: That's the guy!
Merlyn: son of a gun
Principalpoop: your highness et al
H Stones: you may rise
DJTween: 'The Old Holster' his friends use to call him
H Stones: what station is this being broadcast on?
Merlyn: he drinks directly from a holstein
Principalpoop: a stoner on a dell? high ho merry oh
Principalpoop: radio tween
H Stones: its the fastedst dell in the east
Merlyn: wisconsin got dells and farmers in em
Principalpoop: K3WL
DJTween: Radio Free Dishnuts (where I have my Roadkill Show) is providing the streaming server
H Stones: i left my neighbours behind with the i7 processor
DJTween: www.dishnuts.net
Principalpoop: i7, that sounds dangerous
H Stones: i am about to make tea
H Stones: it is dangerous
Principalpoop: i want milk and sugar in my tea, haha
Principalpoop: the voice of tween
Merlyn: I want P in my T
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'cs', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:17 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Principalpoop: hey cat
cs: hi folks
cs: jost got in and will be leaving again momentarily
Principalpoop: everything ok?
cs: today would have been my daughter's 34th birthday so we're going out to dinner with some of her friends
Principalpoop: oki
cs: as Fumiyo said when we were putting flowers on her grave this morning, 34, no wonder we're so old
||||||||| "9:20 PM? 9:20 PM!!" says Catherwood, "weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES enters and sits on the couch.
cs: merl: bear whiz tea? a whole new idea of tea ceremony
cs: hi no
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nw. Gigantes/Tiggerz.
Merlyn: true cat
||||||||| New notice: 'Now Playing - Mark Time! and How Time Flys - listen at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
Merlyn: this is actually the short mark time bit
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: hey gang.
DJTween: This from the commercial release of Dear Friends
DJTween: Hey Anchoves
Principalpoop: mark time was short, played by mickey rooney
Thweeny: ...
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: that's fuel under the reactor now, i guess?
||||||||| 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 Pitts_Rheumy disembarks at 9:21 PM.
cs: i emailed elayne but didnt hear back from her so i'll inform y
Merlyn: animated this mark time
Thweeny: How Time Flys From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_Time_Flys
cs: ly'all, check out The Influencing Machine by Brooke Gladstone. graphic nonfiction by an npr person. great stuff
DJTween: Hi Pitts
cs: hi pitts
Merlyn: I listened to this about 400 times
H Stones: HEY TWEEN i cannot fault the service i have had from dell since i bought this rig
cs: i also uploaded some images to my site again,
Pitts_Rheumy: Howdy, spinmaster Tween and all
DJTween: lol, I'll bet, merlyn
cs: the old capitol city New Westminister, as www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
H Stones: how are clem and bambi nowadays, i am out of touch since idestroyed my last computer
Pitts_Rheumy: Hey, Cat, best wishes on your 34th rememberance
Principalpoop: is that near Old Eastrabbi and current Southpastor?
cs: thanks, pitts
Thweeny: To purachase How Time Flys - http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/daoshowtifl.html
||||||||| Catherwood enters with honey honey close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:24 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
cs: anyone here know anything about Turkey?
cs: hey honey
DJTween: Hey Honey
Principalpoop: the tryptophan is a myth
H Stones: its popular at christmas and thanksgiving i hear
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Kill The Birds, Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up to weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES and says "Did you want something?"
Pitts_Rheumy: Oss's best (As Time Flys)
Principalpoop: oh hi honey
DJTween: It's good with gravy
honey honey: deepfried, roasted or boiled?
cs: ossman wrote a great poem for peter bergman that takes place in turkey, where bergman spent a lolt of time in those days
cs: pitts, i think his poems are better but that's cuz he considers himself more a poet than anytyhing
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: say "bang-bang" Catherwood.
||||||||| Catherwood says ""bang-bang""
cs: have yo uall seen his birthday youtubery?
DJTween: nope
cs: reaing his latest book of poems
Pitts_Rheumy: Cat, were you able to get in contact with Tom, about Lily B?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: yep, always liked HTF. not to mention Austin's RM.
H Stones: afk backsoo
cs: anyway, next week i'll combine the conversation we were having here a few weeks ago about the songs Istambul and Putting on the Writs with the ossman poem and the firesign turkish language lesson on youtube
cs: no pitts, no word from tome for a lnog time. must be very busy
honey honey: I have a real strange treat for you guys...
Principalpoop: wb stones, honey do it
honey honey: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8 Whadda ya think?
Pitts_Rheumy: Is He recoup-ed from his medical situation?
DJTween: Is that at your YouTube site, Honey?
honey honey sits and munched-s some fried okra
DJTween: I need to get my Linux box back up before I do much with YouTube again
cs: i hope you are well, honey
honey honey: no it is just something I saw that was pretty intense...
honey honey: I'm not dead so i am fine
Principalpoop: that was fun lol
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: "don't care if you don't love me, I'M YOURS!" ^_^
honey honey: hahaha yeh ain'y that guy intense??
Principalpoop: like steve allen reading the letters to the editor, with fervor...
honey honey: indeed heh
Merlyn: I think Firesign used the into saxes somewhere
Merlyn: intro*
Principalpoop: i thought you were trying to say alto
Merlyn: that works too
Merlyn: was it on fighting clowns maybe?
cs: not being dead is always good
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: sax & violins?
Pitts_Rheumy: I can only speak from experience
honey honey: yes indeed cease always a good thing. Glad I could show up tonight with all my favorite bozos
Principalpoop: is that in pennsylvania?
Pitts_Rheumy: What frame of mind? Surreal or otherwise?
Thweeny: ...
DJTween: They should have included Papoon in the debates
Pitts_Rheumy: Have been living in tubes and pushing buttons . . .
DJTween: There was a 3rd Party Debate on Tuesday. Did anybody see it?
Principalpoop: i saw it, if that will not start an argument...
Pitts_Rheumy: With King as moderator?
Merlyn: I wasn't invited to the 2nd party
DJTween: Libetrarian Party, Green Party, Constitution Party and Justice Party
cs: i will only be here shortly but great to see you again, honey
DJTween: Yeah, Larry King moderated
honey honey: I believe I may have stumbled into a strange star trek universe, & I snagged one of the episodes that no man had seen before
Pitts_Rheumy: Good one!
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: hmm... i thought Larry was overrated?
cs: really?
cs: only women?
DJTween: Thought he did a good job
Pitts_Rheumy: THe only one that volunteered
DJTween: Was great to hear some dissenting voices
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: humor Tween, humor.
Pitts_Rheumy: Or, . . Pat Paulsen for Prez?
honey honey: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8 bizarre star trek
Thweeny laughs at Anchovie's humor
Thweeny: Catherwood, please laugh for Anchovies
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Thweeny and asks "Something I can help with?"
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES -)
Thweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone a sense of humor
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a sense of humor.
Merlyn: Catherwood, laugh
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Merlyn and says "Did you want something?"
Pitts_Rheumy: Catherwood, . . Catheterise thyself
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Pitts_Rheumy and inquires "Would you like something?"
Merlyn: I don't even remember how he parses
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, give mine back, it smells of mortality.
||||||||| Catherwood hands mine back it smells of mortality.
Thweeny: Catherwood, get a sense of humore
||||||||| Catherwood gets a sense of humore.
Pitts_Rheumy: How Much would a Catherwood Wood??
||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Pitts_Rheumy and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
cs: better a humour than a humidor
||||||||| Dexter Fong enters at 9:46 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES Giants/Tiggerz scoreless in the 6th
Principalpoop: whatsamatter with the matador? hey fong
Pitts_Rheumy: Out on a rile, Cath baby!
Dexter Fong: Ev'nin' Dear Friends
cs: 4 score and 7 tears ago
Pitts_Rheumy: Hey Dex
cs: hey dex
honey honey: Hola senor fong
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: hey capital F small O small N small G.
honey honey: Hola senor fong
Dexter Fong: Hey hey honey honey
Dexter Fong: Hiya Anch
Dexter Fong: Thween and DJ
cs: ok i must flee. have fun
Dexter Fong: Cat
Dexter Fong: Merlyn
Dexter Fong: Poop
Pitts_Rheumy: Fee Fi Fo Fong, I smell NYC
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nite C.
Dexter Fong: Where to Cat
Merlyn: bye cat
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, check Cat's Fleas?
||||||||| Catherwood ignores weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES
Pitts_Rheumy: Be Cool, Cat, and wear it well, friend
honey honey: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, stop rubbing them balls.
||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES
DJTween: ...
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, give peace a chance.
||||||||| Catherwood brings peace a chance.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: that's all we're saying'
Dexter Fong: Catherwood bring peace a chance
||||||||| Catherwood gives peace a chance.
DJTween: Were that it was so easy, Anchovies
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: easy enuf for Dr. Winston O'Boogie.
DJTween: A double-dose of Honey this evening
Pitts_Rheumy: Turn around once and it's a revolution?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: let's hab a rebbolooshun!
Thweeny: ...
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H Stones - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTween: Funny bit from EYKIW
Pitts_Rheumy: You only get it when crossing the eyes, and getting two of everything, including trouble, me thinks?
DJTween: "Were they early drug users?"
Dexter Fong: First thing in the morning
Pitts_Rheumy: Or Four Fathers?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, fetch that old secret wire recording.
||||||||| Catherwood gets that old secret wire recording.
DJTween: Four Or Five Crazy Founders
Dexter Fong: Afore fathers, there were these catfish
Thweeny: Quite the bottom feeders
Dexter Fong: Sounds dirty
Principalpoop: everybody get together, try to love one another right now
Dexter Fong: Sounds dirty
DJTween: Merlyn, is there a good source for background stories on their albums
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: come on, Poople now?
DJTween: Background trivia on FST albums?
Pitts_Rheumy: Old Crawdaddy articles, and other press, maybe?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: more bottom feeders.
Principalpoop: tastes like ass
Merlyn: not sure what you mean tween
Dexter Fong: Tween: Fred Zweibel's book "The Recorded History of the Firesign Theatre" contains a great deal of information by way of interviews with the Dear Friends
Merlyn: ossman might come out with something
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, what DOES Tween mean?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES and asks "Did you want me?"
DJTween: Doesn't look like Crawdaddy is archived on the net
Dexter Fong: Ooop it Fred Weibel....Jr.
Pitts_Rheumy: THere was a series of'letters' that was on a site, that slips my mind, about the progress of recording some FST albums (?)
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: crap... i think "Crawdaddy" was before microfilm?
DJTween: Microfilm is pretty old
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: humor. humor, baby.
DJTween: OK Dex, will look for it, thanks
Pitts_Rheumy: The art work for Crawdaddy should still be out there, if looked for hard enough . .
DJTween wants a sense of humor for Christmas
Principalpoop: i have gotten to the age that all I want is my 2 front teeth again
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: i tell ya Tween, after all your years of FT, you'd think you wouldn't take statements in here so literally?
DJTween: quite
Pitts_Rheumy: Look inside your stockings, . . yourself
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: ^_^
Merlyn: well, I'm going to get some stuff done, cya later
Pitts_Rheumy: Take Care M
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nite Merl.
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 10:05 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Principalpoop: thanks M, you are going to wow, get stuff done lol
Pitts_Rheumy: Must be some of Carlin's stuff
Dexter Fong: Tween: The bookis/was published by "BearManor Media, POBox 750, Boalsburg, PA, 16827 email addy www.BearManor Media.com
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, fetch stuff done.
||||||||| Catherwood brings stuff done.
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: drat.
Thweeny: EobE review at the FST site - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-rv
Principalpoop: get stuff done catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood gets stuff done.
Pitts_Rheumy: That's David's publisher
Thweeny: Catherwood, clean my apartment
||||||||| Catherwood cleans Thweeny's apartment.
DJTween: It's still dirty, Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside DJTween and mumbles "Did you want something?"
Principalpoop: the source of the name tweeny, revealed at last
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, clean Tweeny's perineum.
||||||||| Catherwood walks right past weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES
Thweeny: Yes, I knew it was a big mystery
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES (Catherwood's onto me tonite...)
||||||||| Catherwood ontoes weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES tonite).
Principalpoop: i have their big mystery joke book
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: now that's funny right there!
||||||||| Around 10:09 PM, honey honey walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cs - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: bye bye honey honey
Thweeny: Unfortunately, EobE is out of print. I've seen copies available on eBay, though
Pitts_Rheumy: bye bye, honey honey
Principalpoop: cat left with honey, the rumors will fly
Thweeny: hehe
Principalpoop: we had temperatures in the 80s today and yesterday, weird
Thweeny: We're going from mid-80's to day to a high of 60 tomorrow
Thweeny: Will have a dip for a few days
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: still got it on vinyl.
Principalpoop: i have not looked at the forecast, except heard about the hurricaine going up the coast
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: 73 day, 63 nite. pretty nice here.
Thweeny: There appears to be a good possibility that hurricane Sandy will make life interesting for folks in the NYC area
Thweeny: a cold front meeting a hurricane
Dexter Fong: Yeah, saw that
Thweeny: Freankenstorm, they've dubbed it
Principalpoop: yes, get bottles of water fong
Thweeny: *Frankenstorm
Dexter Fong: Freakin'storm
Principalpoop: did you see colbert advising gop politicans who want to talk about rape?
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Franken & his dog StÃ�rm, he's NOT for sale.
Pitts_Rheumy: Get the candles and batteries
Dexter Fong: Electric candles?
DJTween: Principalpoop: did you see colbert advising gop politicans who want to talk about rape? < now that would be funny
Principalpoop: electric candles, wink wink nod nod
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES (ah well, bit of a cock-up on the unicode glyph front)
Dexter Fong: Anch: Yeah, but it was fun trying to proonouce it
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES -|
||||||||| Catherwood enters with H Stones close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:18 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room.
Dexter Fong: Hi stones
Principalpoop: wb my leige
DJTween: wb Stones
H Stones: hi again, just doingsomemaintenance
Principalpoop: does liege rhyme with anything?
Dexter Fong: Eliminating spaces between words?
||||||||| New notice: 'Now Playing - Eat Or Be Eaten - listen at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: Catherwood, give Stones a hand.
||||||||| Catherwood gets stones a hand.
Principalpoop: seige, too easy
H Stones: i was saving space
Pitts_Rheumy: A one handed applause
Dexter Fong: Where do you put it
DJTween: So Stones, regale us with tales of the wonderful new machine you've acquired
H Stones: out there of course
Principalpoop: the earth has climate warming and now we must worry about space too?
H Stones: if you insist
DJTween: Just curious :)
Principalpoop: i get hard disk and RAM envy
DJTween: I assume you're well-pleased?
H Stones: iloaded everything, closeddown then it wouldnot accept the passwordi had just given it
DJTween: oops
Principalpoop: fun
Pitts_Rheumy: Lie to it, believe anything said seriously
DJTween: What brand/OS?
H Stones: i got in touch with their maintenance dept and some monkey told me using go to assist, that i had six hundred viruses which was not only crazy but plain impossible
Pitts_Rheumy: OSsman?
H Stones: its windows 7 pro
Dexter Fong: sounds like windows 7 con
Pitts_Rheumy: Standing on the corner, professing 7
DJTween: What did you have to do to reset the PW?
H Stones: i i did consider that Lord Fong
Principalpoop: windows 7 says some old programs are viruses, difficult to get around that...
DJTween: I thought 7 had an XP mode
Pitts_Rheumy: Usually requiring old to change to new PW
Dexter Fong: Probably just trying to get you to buy windows 8 semipro
H Stones: i told the alleged techie that i would hang up and ring Roger Dell
Pitts_Rheumy: Norton Quick Scan?
H Stones: Quick scam
DJTween: I've read that Win 8 has a completely different interface
Dexter Fong: Kramden full reboot?
DJTween: Michael Dell's brother?
Principalpoop: reinstall windows...
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: okay all you geeks a gawkin'... i'm out. cya's next time.
H Stones: ira doe pwoplw uainf Hand held toys
Dexter Fong: Night Anch
DJTween: Have a great week, Anchovies
H Stones: keyboard is already fucked
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES: nitey.
Principalpoop: geek geek
Principalpoop: night
Pitts_Rheumy: Later ANnie
||||||||| weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES?! It's 10:27 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
DJTween: :/
DJTween: What's wrong with the keyboard?
H Stones: sticky keys
Principalpoop: watched pron to test the pc and internet connection already? hehe
DJTween: Sounds like the title of a Rolling Stones album
H Stones: lol
H Stones: gimme shelter
DJTween: from Windows OS
H Stones: i dont want a hand held gimmick, i use a real computer or as close as Dell gets to that
DJTween: I haven't bought one yet either
DJTween: I barely have a cell phone
Principalpoop: the midnight rambler, the one you've never seen before
H Stones: i have a simple bog standard cell phone and dont want it to do anything but ring when someone calls me
Pitts_Rheumy: Let them work out all the bugs, first, before even considering it
DJTween: Yeah, about what I have here. Just a simple <$10 Tracfone
H Stones: people with so called smart phones are clearly a little dumb
Principalpoop: i want dos 3.0
DJTween: No monthly plans, just phone and texting
H Stones: i used to enjoy writing simple codde in Dos
Principalpoop: this chat is the only texting I do, tweet tweet
Dexter Fong: Pitts: There's the catch...they'll never work out all the bugs because they have to update technology at least once a year and have no time to fix last years problems
DJTween: That's true, Dex
H Stones: updates are only next years probloms
Dexter Fong: eggxactly
Pitts_Rheumy: Keep the different functions separate, less vulnerable
DJTween: Yeah
H Stones: this pc is fast and powerful but the keyboard is a bit naff
Dexter Fong: is naff somthing like NAFI?
Principalpoop: that is how they keep the price down
Pitts_Rheumy: One thing brings down all, instead of just one
H Stones: from the same root i think pp
Thweeny: ...
DJTween: Well, replacement keyboards aren't expensive
H Stones: i already have a couple of spares
H Stones: i have arthritic fingers which doesnt help
Dexter Fong: Thanks for the big broadcast Tweeny
DJTween: yw :-)
||||||||| New notice: 'Listen Radio Free Roadkill at 5-7CST at www.dishnuts.net'
Principalpoop: george still has his teeth
||||||||| New notice: 'Listen Radio Free Roadkill at 5-7CST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net'
H Stones: is clem still reachable?
||||||||| New notice: 'Have a great week, all...'
Principalpoop: thanks you tween
Pitts_Rheumy: Ah?
Principalpoop: dog wants out
Dexter Fong: Stones: I think Tweeny keeps in touch with clem and bambi
Pitts_Rheumy: Keep them flying, Tween
DJTween: Until last time, again...
||||||||| DJTween says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, DJTween exits at 10:42 PM.
||||||||| At 10:42 PM, Thweeny vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
H Stones: passmy regards and greetings to clem and Bambi please tween
Dexter Fong: Reckon I'll mosey on then fellow pardners
||||||||| Around 10:43 PM, Dexter Fong walks off into the sunset...
Pitts_Rheumy: Take Care, Dex
H Stones: sweet dreams all!
Pitts_Rheumy: Forming a Conga Line, I'll follow Dex, last one close the door and shut off the lights, please.
||||||||| At 10:46 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Pitts_Rheumy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Principalpoop: gosh
Principalpoop: still there stones?
Principalpoop: i guess not, night all, have a super week
||||||||| Principalpoop departs at 10:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H Stones - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
cs
Dexter Fong
DJTween
honey honey
H Stones
Merlyn
Pitts_Rheumy
Principalpoop
Thweeny
weDONTneedNOstinkinANCHOVIES

URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_Time_Flys
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-rv
http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/daoshowtifl.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
www.BearManor
www.dishnuts.net
www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0exXGfzivJ8