Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
12/13/2012

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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 December 13, 2012 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'RedPillTweeny', just granted probation at 3:15 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 3:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:30 PM and late as usual, it's DJTween, just back from Funfun Town."
||||||||| New notice: 'There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 8pm CST this evening. Listen at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Pitts-Rheumy inside, makes a note of the time (8:55 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTween: Hey Pitts
Pitts-Rheumy: Just sitting here on the Group W bench . . . .
Pitts-Rheumy: Hiya Tween, slow night, I guess
||||||||| Thwenny enters at 8:56 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Thwenny: We start at 8 CST
Thwenny: Takes a while for people to show up
Pitts-Rheumy: Less than five
Thwenny: They tend to straggle in after 8
Pitts-Rheumy: I'll sit and watch them file in, eventually
Thwenny: That's why I play a song or two first
Pitts-Rheumy: Sounds OK
Pitts-Rheumy: I did notice that Oss put up a lot of pictures on FB, the past few days
DJTween: Yeah, very cool :)
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 13, 2012 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Pitts-Rheumy: That guy has a picture library like no one else
DJTween: Haven't checked out his page
Pitts-Rheumy: I didn't know one of his sons went to Bard, in the catskills
||||||||| Catherwood leads cs in through the front door at 9:01 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTween: Hey cease
Pitts-Rheumy: Hey Cat
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:01 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Minnesota."
DJTween: Yo Merlyn
Merlyn: how do
Pitts-Rheumy: Magical Merl
cs: hey all
||||||||| New notice: 'currently playing - Stanley Clarke - listen at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
cs: literally, my old school
DJTween: now that the song's almost over ;)
Pitts-Rheumy: All Cool in Canada?
Pitts-Rheumy: Ever go to Adolf's, near Bard?
Pitts-Rheumy: A elbow tipping premise
Pitts-Rheumy: and good bands
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Principalpoop into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:04 PM, then departs.
Principalpoop: hunnah hunnah hunnah
Pitts-Rheumy: PP!
Merlyn: hey tween
DJTween: Hey P
Principalpoop: pulling it off? put a towel over it
Pitts-Rheumy: Cut a hole in it, to see out
cs: aha
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:06 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from Hellmouth."
cs: havnet heard htis in a hwile
Principalpoop: living like a swell, stiffing the rest of the world
Pitts-Rheumy: Dex and F, Hi
Principalpoop: with my little eye, I spy, a grumpy old new yorker
cs: hey dex
Dexter Fong: Hey all
DJTween: Hey Dex
Pitts-Rheumy: Make it to Madison Sq?
Dexter Fong: No Pitts, I had cataract surgery this morning (freakin early) so stayed home alst night
Principalpoop: wots reel?
DJTween: I got in touch with Proctor about promoting the FST Chat through the official FB site, and he said OK
Principalpoop: you can see tonight? or using a text-speech program?
Pitts-Rheumy: The other one-eyed monster
Dexter Fong: Poop: Yeah I can see =), only did one eye, that one still kinda blurry but otherwise OK
Principalpoop: if I need surgery, i want one they have practicing for over 2000 years...
DJTween: How are the eyes, Dexter?
cs: one eye better than none
Dexter Fong: Tween See Above
cs: bummer dex
cs: my mother had that last year
Principalpoop: a lot of people I know have had that surgery now, you are in the in crowd fong
Thwenny: The Bride Of Firesign At Firesign Media - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
Dexter Fong: Cat: Why bummer? Had to have it done
cs: i consider all medical procedures bummers
Dexter Fong: Well...Procedure is better than unltimately blind
Pitts-Rheumy: It's when you can't afford it, does it become a bummer
Dexter Fong: Indeed
Principalpoop: only rich people deserve dignity and respect
Principalpoop: the rest are losers
Dexter Fong: So says Mitch Poop
Principalpoop: i am practicing, a web site the koch brothers will pay me to blog lol
Dexter Fong: Maybe there's some of that Rove Money left
Pitts-Rheumy: Koch refreshes you less . . .
DJTween: Sounds like a good angle, P
Principalpoop: that too,
Dexter Fong: lol
cs: it may have lost the white house but it got michigan
Merlyn: "sounds like a drunken monkey" is a gag about Proctor being the voice of a drunken monkey on Dr. Dolittle
Principalpoop: the pay is good, if I have no moral compunctions hehe
DJTween: ah, kewl
Principalpoop: is his name in the credits?
Pitts-Rheumy: Keep pissing them off, there is a breaking point
Merlyn: I think so
cs: yes i recall, merl
Principalpoop: yes, they are in a panic, and they should be
cs: could be an ikea monkey in a coat
cs: they have gotten a lot of milage of nick
Pitts-Rheumy: have nothing to hide except ikea, and its monkey
||||||||| New notice: 'currently playing - The Bride Of Firesign - listen at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
DJTween: oops
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:20 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule.
Elayne: Evenin' all!
DJTween: Pretty sure Stanley Clarke didn't have anything to do with this
Principalpoop: hey e
DJTween: Hey E
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
Pitts-Rheumy: Hi E
Pitts-Rheumy: Stanley has great foresight
Principalpoop: my hindsight is 20/20
Dexter Fong: I saw that one coming
Dexter Fong: with only one good eye
Principalpoop: with one eye? you need stereovision
Pitts-Rheumy: Just plain radar
Elayne: Hey Dex, I saw where book 14 of the Dresden series just came out.
Dexter Fong: In hard cover Elayne?
Principalpoop: still fire bombing that place?
Dexter Fong: Nein
cs: hey el
Principalpoop: dresden sorta sounds like drysdale, the clampetts banker. and jane hathaway
cs: great dodoger pitcher
Principalpoop: and horses
Dexter Fong: That's Clyde's Dale
Principalpoop: clyde plays a mean bass
DJTween: not Roy's?
Principalpoop: and chip
DJTween: Yes he does, P :-)
Principalpoop: Fore!
cs: whats a job to a dog
Dexter Fong: Get in the hole!!!
Elayne: I believe so, Dex, hardcover.
Thwenny: The Bride Of Firesign at Firesign Media - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
Principalpoop: Liner notes, too much blue makes you look like a slut
Dexter Fong: Have to wait prolly 6 or more months for soft cover
Dexter Fong: lol Poop
Elayne: Most likely.
Elayne: I'm going to cut this short this evening, Robin and I have been ill all week and we're still recovering.
Principalpoop: get well
cs: sorry to hear that, el
Elayne: If DocTech comes by, please offer my apologies that I haven't been in touch with him re getting together soon.
Elayne: Thanks all.
||||||||| Around 9:30 PM, Elayne walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: You and R Get better soon E
Pitts-Rheumy: Take Care
cs: be well
||||||||| Catherwood leads doctecazoid into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:32 PM, then departs.
cs: wow. you just missed el, doc
Merlyn: hey doc, see E's apology
Principalpoop: you just missed E doc
doctecazoid: thanks
Dexter Fong: Hi Doc, Elayne apologizes for not getting in touch
DJTween: Hey Doc
doctecazoid: can't stay long, dinner's almost ready
cs: hope all is well
Principalpoop: E was telling us how she is tired of having to brush off your constant invitations lol
Merlyn: anyone see the Hobbit yet?
DJTween: Doc, do you maintain the OZ site?
Principalpoop: i read it years ago
cs: just opened today here i think
doctecazoid: just wanted to pop in long enough to say that two new firesign books are about to go up on firesale
doctecazoid: tween: yes, after a fashion...
cs: great news, doc
Principalpoop: the commercials here said it is not open for 2 days
Principalpoop: cool doc
DJTween: OK, just a couple of naming problems with files. I'll email you
cs: tomorrow maybe
doctecazoid: re rfo.com site: i put together the podcasts, tom g. takes care of linking to them in the wordpress posts
cs: i forget
DJTween: Also Doc, are you in charge of their Facebook site?
Merlyn: broken links, tween?
doctecazoid: no, that would be tom g.
DJTween: gedwillo, OK
Merlyn: I can change the FT facebook site
Merlyn: I think doc can too, and taylor
DJTween: Not broken Merl, just misnamed
Principalpoop: i have seen willow, good movie
doctecazoid: i really don't get much facebook time - it's been cut off at the office, and i rarely have time to spend on the site outside of work
Merlyn: and any of the firesigns
Merlyn: what's up with the facebook site?
doctecazoid: truth be told, i loathe facebook - it can so easily turn into a major time suck, a luxury i cannot afford these days
DJTween: I don't blame you Doc, horrid waste of time (but useful)
DJTween: I want to get the FST Chat announcements routed through their official page
cs: i have the time. got facebook message from ossman. he read santa monica 1936 because i raved about hearing it here last week
DJTween: Try to get some more people in here
cs: so thats a thanks to you too, tween
DJTween: (Have permission from Proc)
doctecazoid: i do update the @FiresignNews twitter feed as needed
DJTween: kewl, cease :)
cs: a lot of people i canonly get thru facebook,not email anymore
Merlyn: ok tween, I'll try to put up announcements, email me if I forget. How far in advance, same day?
DJTween: OK, will look at that as well, Doc
cs: at a pblic birthday reading at bookstore last week
cs: maybve there'll be footage
DJTween: FB has become so ubiquitous :/
cs: also read kerouac and corso and bob dylan
DJTween: neato :)
doctecazoid: i think fb has jumped the shark
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:39 PM and Bambi waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: no no no, not facebook people here, keep it anachronistic...
DJTween: Yo Bambi!
Principalpoop: hi sweet bambi
DJTween: Good to see ya
doctecazoid: she likes it that way
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends :-)
Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi
Merlyn: how far in advance, tween?
Pitts-Rheumy: Hey B
DJTween: Maybe day before and then day of, I was thinking, Merl
doctecazoid: perhaps put it in the ft fb profile info maybe?
doctecazoid: so all would see it
cs: wow bambi
doctecazoid: by default
Merlyn: mm, might not get noticed that way, doc
Bambi: how are you all doing?
Bambi: I can't listen to the stream
Principalpoop: how are you and whatshisname? ;)
doctecazoid: how bout both the profile and weekly annc?
Bambi: too high of a bit rate for me
DJTween: Automated announcements is what I was thinking
Pitts-Rheumy: Fine, thx
doctecazoid: i get high on bit rates
Principalpoop: fine thanks
DJTween: Sorry, Bambi :/
cs: we're ok, how are you and clem?
Bambi: and Duane's link at serverroom is not the same
DJTween: I went to 128k because everybody could manage it
Bambi: haven't been well but trying
doctecazoid: sorry to hear b
Principalpoop: sorry to hear, be well
doctecazoid: things are tough all over
Bambi: thanks
Bambi: no worries Tween
DJTween: Bambi, I'll get with RFD and see what I can work out to have a low-bit stream done simultaneously
Bambi: yes, they are doc
doctecazoid: well as i anticipated - i am being called to dinner - zip and i'm gone nytol etc.
Bambi: great to see you all though
cs: allthe best, Bambi
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:43 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs doctecazoid by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
cs: by doc
Bambi: thanks cat
Pitts-Rheumy: B Kool, Doc
Bambi: no worries Tween
Bambi: no point for only one person :-)
DJTween: It would be good to have
DJTween: There might be others
Bambi: night Doc
DJTween: Anchovies also has problems with 128k, I do believe
Principalpoop: who is that? ahhh noanchovies, ok
Pitts-Rheumy: Captive audience always the best
Bambi: dialup quality is about all we can do
Bambi: don't worry about it
Pitts-Rheumy: and great content
DJTween: Yeah, I know :/
Bambi: we have all kinds of wonderful FST content so no worries
Bambi: well need to get some rest here but wanted to say hello to everyone ... give our best to all who stop by!
||||||||| Bambi leaves at 9:48 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..."
Dexter Fong: Night Bambi, good to hear from you
cs: all the best to you and uh, clem
Pitts-Rheumy: Bye Bam
Pitts-Rheumy: THey're dropping like flies
Principalpoop: oops bye bambi,
Principalpoop: infield fly rules
Pitts-Rheumy: And, the sound drought is deafening
Principalpoop: silence is golden, but my eyes can see....
cs: we wont weigh em
Pitts-Rheumy: Pour some words on this literary desert
Principalpoop: buttercream frosting
cs: this is from when they were doing a lot of "canadian" jokes
Dexter Fong: w/pomogranite frissee
cs: the xm shows, stage shows
cs: great music as always
Merlyn: if you haven't seen it, here's Key & Peele from comedy central with a bit about an inner-city wizard school: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDXshyDMyJY
Principalpoop: give me 40 acres and i'll turn this rig around
Pitts-Rheumy: Canadian Lefters(other direction)
Merlyn: don't you need a mule too?
Pitts-Rheumy: Somebody turn a 10 . . . o' clock, please
Pitts-Rheumy: sooon
Principalpoop: key and peele are super
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Merlyn: there ya go, pitts
Principalpoop: are mules hybreds?
Pitts-Rheumy: THX
Dexter Fong: Nules are low breeds
DJTween: I don't think you can plug them in, P
Principalpoop: RV donkeys?
Principalpoop: dog wants out, brb
Pitts-Rheumy: Polarity reversed, bass akwerds
Dexter Fong: Crossover Arabians
Principalpoop: my chuckling woke him I think hehe
Pitts-Rheumy: Who let the dawgs out?
cs: not the cat
Pitts-Rheumy: arf-arf
Dexter Fong: fra-fra
cs: tween asks for info about this show?
cs: its on the great duke of madness collection, which we all have now
Dexter Fong: yes he did
DJTween: The Hour Hour/Pants The Bourgeoisie
DJTween: Ah, OK
DJTween: I downloaded it from OZ this afternoon
cs: i taped the last 6. this was near the beginning
DJTween: Going to try to get all the stuff from OZ
cs: i mean i taped them whenfirst broadcast, june-july 70 when i was briefly in la
||||||||| Bunnyboy enters at 10:06 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
DJTween: kewl :)
Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny
DJTween: Hey Bunny
Bunnyboy: Lo dere
||||||||| New notice: 'currently playing - The Hour Hour/Pants The Bourgeoisie - listen at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u'
Pitts-Rheumy: Thump the Big B
DJTween: I keep forgetting the anncouncements
cs: my exchanging copies of those tapes with others built a great empire of more firesign tapes, which i rarely listen to
cs: hi bun
cs: but it made it possible to give the firesigns copies of things they didnt have
Bunnyboy: Pants The Bourgeoise!
DJTween: The Emperor Firesign - sounds like a good album title
cs: looking at the labels of things
Bunnyboy: If memory serves, that's one of the first half-dozen HOUR HOURs.
cs: it is
Pitts-Rheumy: More than one hour, had to say it twice
cs: speaking of beer, nice column by cheech marin about drinking beer and watching baseball in hufpo
Bunnyboy: Gotta order the new FST books, plus BearManor's new Mel Blanc book...
cs: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/cheech-marin/cheech-marin-baseball-or-beisbol_b_2039248.html
cs: i have been riffing on baseball and its early influence on my life for the project i'm doing
Bunnyboy: As usual, too much media to wade through.
Principalpoop: back, hip hop bunnyboy
Bunnyboy: Any LES MIZ fans? 3 of the classic film versions, on TCM tonight.
Principalpoop: liza minnelli?
cs: i liked the book, thats enough
Bunnyboy: The 1934 French production is superlative!
Principalpoop: the only theatre I like is the Firesign Theatre...
Bunnyboy: 4.5 hours long. It's actually structured like a trilogy.
Principalpoop: olala, tres bien
cs: best faces song ever
Merlyn: A bit of history there
Principalpoop: Who is the new Ethel Merman?
DJTween: Wow, Rosemary Woods long before she became a real celebrity
Pitts-Rheumy: Be Cool,all, taking the left exit, . .here
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:23 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Pitts-Rheumy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
: take care, Pitts
: ciao pitts
: later PR
||||||||| Outside, the 10:23 PM uptown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Principalpoop coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| 10:23 PM: Merlyn jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies DJTween inside, makes a note of the time (10:23 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 10:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
: by piits
Principalpoop: what happened?
||||||||| 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 cs gets out at 10:23 PM.
Dexter Fong: That was different
DJTween: That was interesting
: Working through the Laurel and Hardy catalog. NIGHT OWLS, and the Spanish version, LADRONES.
cs: have we all died?
cs: just like lirc
Merlyn: A time bubble
Principalpoop: who said that? working...?
DJTween: Catherwood, did you throw us all out?
||||||||| Catherwood strides up to DJTween and asks "Did you need me?"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bunnyboy', just granted probation at 10:24 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bunnyboy: Hey!
Merlyn: bunnyboy did it!
Principalpoop: the chat closed and the front page said chat was empty
Principalpoop: i came back in, and it seems ok
Dexter Fong: It all happened just after Pitts left.....Hmmm?
Bunnyboy: I ain't takin' the rap!
Principalpoop: evil bunnyboy, stop that
cs: not one of the worse quakes
Merlyn: Zasu pitts?
Principalpoop: ok, pitts is not here, lets blame him lol
Dexter Fong: Zas not my Pitts
: hello
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:26 PM and Thweeny waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Principalpoop: who is that talking with no name? say your name?
Dexter Fong hello
Bunnyboy: Gggggghost!
Principalpoop: spooky
cs: mayube its a virus
Thweeny: Thweeny's chat was still open, but exited when I typed hello
Principalpoop: my config changed fonts and down to 10 lines
Bunnyboy: He can't "handle" it.
Thweeny: HTML weirdness
Principalpoop: ahhh, the fault is tweenys
Thweeny: must be
Thweeny: Thweeny was away too far
Principalpoop: i had to do a clean install to install the new flash, i blame it
cs: its always the fault of poop
Merlyn: it's from the switchover to the Mayan calendar
DJTween: lol
Principalpoop: yipes, he is on to me
DJTween: good an explanation as any ;)
cs: im glad that petered out so quickly
Principalpoop: i just saw a green meteor thing in the sky, maybe it was that
Principalpoop: i ignore such things as flash backs or petite strokes...
Bunnyboy: "Jordy Verill, you lunkhead!"
cs: bunnys and beavers
cs: both sides of our borders, bun
Merlyn: oh yeah, meteor shower tonite
Principalpoop: really? gosh, that is a relief hehe
cs: dont they ever bathe?
Principalpoop: this was a fireworks green streak, went fast...
Bunnyboy: Tonight's episode of THE DINGLEBERRIES: "Bidets Just Knock Me Out"..
Merlyn: Bidet's "The Fountain"
Principalpoop: bidets in europe confused my fellow sailors
Bunnyboy: SFX: Crickets
cs: merl, do you know how the firesale is doing?
Merlyn: nope cat
cs: i hope it is not caused by necessity
Bunnyboy: Running away. Ta!
Dexter Fong: Ta
cs: i dont think they had the publicityto make money, if expected
cs: by bun
Principalpoop: see bun run, run bun run
DJTween: All the more reason to get a lot more folks into the chat so we can let them know about what's for sale
DJTween: Bye Bunny
||||||||| Bunnyboy scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Bunnyboy?! It's 10:37 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Principalpoop: bobo, that is a good name
Principalpoop: this is scientiologst approach?
Principalpoop: mention the ubuntu nebula
cs: a lot of people showed up when pete died. i think they would come back if they wanted to
Principalpoop: like doc and E, most have full lives, I am happy for them
cs: but newcomes are always welcome here
Principalpoop: fong is is tough on newcomers
Principalpoop: i poked him in the good eye, fong must be afk
cs: i come and go
Principalpoop: which are you now?
cs: you have inhereited the mantel from bambi and clem, tween
cs: take the load off fanny,and and, and you put the load right on tween
Principalpoop: heavy is the mantel of dj
DJTween: I love it :-)
DJTween: JL did it for 10 years, and is happy to pass the torch
Principalpoop: anselmo pederasky
cs: what is origin of enselmo?
cs: isnt that a town in southern california?
Principalpoop: sounds armenian
DJTween: I just happened to get some gear so I could do a show for Radio Free Dishnuts, and I thought, 'why not FST'?
cs: you mean why dont they don something? cuz they have other things to do, probly
Principalpoop: Pourquoi pas indeed
cs: lives
DJTween: indeed
cs: they cant spend all their time being the firesign theatre
Principalpoop: i plan to get a life, i need to buy a personality first I think
cs: i hear they're expensive
DJTween: Isn't Walmart selling those now?
Principalpoop: i know, hope I can rent, or find one by the side of the road
Principalpoop: fong doesn't need his anymore, maybe I can fit in his shoes
DJTween: Well, if you continue to find yourself without a life on Sunday afternoons, I have a show from 5-7pm CST at www.dishnuts.net
DJTween: live internet radio and IRC chat
Principalpoop: yes, a few hours of return to forever will make me more popular hehe
DJTween: Actually, featured RTF two weeks ago
DJTween: FST last week
Principalpoop: you need to be selling or pushing something on me tween, not enlightening me
cs: is that your show, tween?
DJTween: My archives - http://kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow/
DJTween: Every Sunday
cs: i think firesign, like others, prioritize what they do. particularly when offered such a vast number of possibly beneficial uses of their time
Principalpoop: more open faced than a sandwich
DJTween: a shameless promotion
cs: tween, which would you prefer, proctor listening to your show, or proc creating a funny joke you and millions will laugh at forever
DJTween: How about Proc calls in to my show and makes a joke?
cs: that would work
cs: maybe you can get oona to tickle austin into laughing
DJTween: Don't have the capability yet, but intend to
cs: they are radio people
DJTween: Skpye isn't all that hard to integrate into the audio stream
cs: that's why we're here
DJTween: Hey, you never know
cs: pete did it alot in rfo
Principalpoop: in the year 2113, a student will do dissertation psychoanalysis about principlepoop in the early 2000s
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cs: skype with various
DJTween: Now I really have a reason to implement the capability :)
Principalpoop: skype will not connect tonight for me
cs: i disconnected with skype with new computer. constant spam
DJTween: Yeah, M$ bought Skype
cs: i can reconnect if i need to talk to someone but that is rare
Principalpoop: i only turned it on for stones perhaps tonight
cs: calls from people i dont know. they're unknown for a reason
DJTween: lol
Principalpoop: but it keeps twirling like an old quicktime video effort
cs: i maybe one of few who didnt see concert last night. any good?
DJTween: we're almost done
cs: i need cubes
Principalpoop: i did not recognize the first song springstein sang, so I gave up
DJTween: Great way to open and close the show
DJTween: Nixon song, and then Johnson :)
Principalpoop: a song for LBJ, wow
DJTween: lol
cs: did you see the concert?
Principalpoop: i recall the nixons the one signs, it was the truth
cs: must be on linesomewhere.
cs: mccartney with nirvana sounds interesting
Dexter Fong: Gotta got help wife move car, I can't see but she can, so I'll drive and she'll spot parking spaces. See you all next week. Thanks Tweeny and Merlyn
||||||||| New notice: 'Lily Bergman College Fund - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/lilyfund/'
||||||||| 11:06 PM -- Dexter Fong left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
cs: thsanks tween
Principalpoop: get well fong, hail rita
Principalpoop: the end of the world, sounds terminal...
||||||||| cs is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:06 PM.
Principalpoop: yes thanks
Merlyn: shoot me an email next week tween so I can announce it on FB
DJTween: later guys
Principalpoop: thanks m, cat, all, have a super week, ciaoo
||||||||| Principalpoop is kicked out just as the clock strikes 11:07 PM.
||||||||| Merlyn aka 'The Reaper' has killed off Thweeny at 11:08 PM
||||||||| At 11:08 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, DJTween!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| At 11:08 PM, Merlyn scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
||||||||| 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:
Bambi

Bunnyboy
cs
Dexter Fong
DJTween
doctecazoid
Elayne
Merlyn
Pitts-Rheumy
Principalpoop
Thweeny
Thwenny

URL References:
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/lilyfund/
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
http://kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow/
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/cheech-marin/cheech-marin-baseball-or-beisbol_b_2039248.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDXshyDMyJY