Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
01/10/2013

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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 January 10, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies MutedTween inside, makes a note of the time (8:44 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| New notice: 'No simulcast tonight, Tweeny's music box is down :-('
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'cs', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:59 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 10, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
cs: hi tween
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Dexter Fong: Bummer Tweeny
cs: dex
Dexter Fong: Cat
||||||||| Catherwood leads Principalpoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:02 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
cs: how are things on the east coast?
Dexter Fong: Hey Poop
Principalpoop: music box is down? bad start to 2013
Dexter Fong: Unusually warm for this time of year
Principalpoop: warm today in roanoke, 60s
cs: we had a pleasent break from the rain today
Principalpoop: long long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
Principalpoop: i put on my juke box, don mclean cleaning up
cs: miss american pie, ala mode
Principalpoop: i found the entire album pearl at youtube, a blast from the past, that
Principalpoop: janis J
cs: i remember it well
Principalpoop: classic rock
Principalpoop: here is the link that led me to it...
Principalpoop: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXPcBI4CJc8
cs: oh lord, wont you buy me, a mercedes benz
Principalpoop: got those web feet on my brain
cs: i think eventually all music will be on youtube and we wont need to keep albums or cds anymore
Principalpoop: i know, i found tim weisbergs listen to the city full album also, lots of full albums now
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn inside, makes a note of the time (9:11 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Principalpoop: mp3s are not as good as analog, now that I have hearing aides and can hear the difference
cs: i remember buying the Supersession album when it came out in 68 but havent heard it in years. Found whole album on youtube
Principalpoop: hello M
Merlyn: heya
cs: hji merl
cs: isnt the majority of firesign output on line somewhere?
Principalpoop: come on everybody, we're gonna have a good time
Principalpoop: want you to get in the groove
Merlyn: well, lotsa pirated stuff sure
Principalpoop: i don't have access to usenet anymore, I assume everything is certainly there
cs: i see people posting entire firesign albums on facebook all the time
Principalpoop: free publicity, if they like it enough, they will want a real copy...i mean, a real version hehe
cs: you think?
Principalpoop: i do
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'subdominant', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:15 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Dexter Fong: Hi sub
cs: new character enter
Principalpoop: who would pay for a firesign cd on a whim, that was not familiar with them?
Principalpoop: what go subdo
Principalpoop: oye como va!
Dexter Fong: inna gahda daeden
Principalpoop: devida
Dexter Fong: yeah, that too
Principalpoop: i like my jukebox, i picked good songs lol
Principalpoop: jan 10, 2013, lordy lordy
Dexter Fong: 9:18 pm, by God
Principalpoop: colbert has had me laughing out loud this week, my goodness
cs: the intoxicating toast?
cs: could put bc bud out of business
Principalpoop: ahh the gluten thing, ok
Principalpoop: yes, the beaver grabbing his crotch and telling colbert to eat that is unusual tv fair lool
Principalpoop: 20 years of schooling and they put you on the day shift
cs: you dont need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows up
Principalpoop: would you say your name please? always nice to see you
Principalpoop: oh my, working on a groovy thing by the 5th dimension..
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:24 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Dexter Fong: Hi E
cs: hi el
Principalpoop: hey E
Elayne: Evenin' all! *yawn* I feel like I've been shooting reds and yellows all day.
Elayne: I haven't been able to keep my eyes open the last 4 evenings.
Dexter Fong: NRA member eh?
cs: boy, are you sleepy
Elayne: I lay down "just for a little while" around this time every evening and barely wake up a couple hours later long enough to blog and that's about it...
Principalpoop: sleep if you need it
Dexter Fong: blog if you have to
Principalpoop: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXPcBI4CJc8 a possible site E
cs: http://www.symboliamag.com/
Dexter Fong: perhaps you could learn to sleepblog
cs: have you seen symbolia, el?
cs: i heard the woman on the radio earlier this week and visited her site. i'm very impressed
Elayne: Not until now, Cat.
Elayne: Just one more thing to read.
cs: you say that as if it's a bad thing
Principalpoop: so you don't want my link to a guttenburg european pre-history of the united states?
Principalpoop: the turks cut off the trade routes to india and china, and so the europeans looked for another route...
Elayne: Thanks PrinPoop. Isn't it wonderful that that song is almost outdated?
Principalpoop: i never heard the song before. i am an older fart than I knew
Principalpoop: but yes, you are right
subdominant: spelUNK
Principalpoop: listening to frankenstein by edgar winter group on my jukebox now
cs: you know jean luc ponty's frankenstein?
Principalpoop: he did it also? no I don't, wow
Elayne: Silly Site done, thanks PrinPoop. Didn't have to rack my tired brain tonight!
Elayne: Or brain my tired rack, come to think of it.
Principalpoop: ahh glad to help :D
cs: i heard a dj in la play it along with coltrane's a love supreme and we're all bozos
Principalpoop: chi-lites, oh girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now
Principalpoop: I try to be hip
Dexter Fong: You go girl...I mean, really...get outta here
Principalpoop: a cave is just a hole on its side subdominant
Dexter Fong: You En Kay
Principalpoop: see, I was nice, I did not make any jokes about your rack E hehe
subdominant: katyDID
Dexter Fong: or katydied
Principalpoop: cicada
Elayne: We'll see what's left of it after the biopsy, PrinPoop. Which isn't a bad pun either, considering the biopsy will beon the left of it.
Principalpoop: georgia played on a clarinet by pete fountain, smooth
cs: cancer dont live in that new york city no more
Principalpoop: i found lumps all the time on my girlfriends breasts, they all claimed they were nipples
cs: lol
Elayne: My lumps, my lumps, my lovely lady lumps are all things like skin tags and behign polyps. I know this alreday but they still insist on cutting me open to prove it.
Principalpoop: not just ladies, the skin maid gets lazy as we get older...
Elayne: It's totally useless and unnecessary and will hurt and lot, but I should be glad because in all likelihood it's not cancer?
subdominant: Either you buy OFFs or you BIONS
Principalpoop: get them get bigger and grosser and make an internet video hehe ewww
Principalpoop: let
Dexter Fong: Sub is workin' that Cap Lock KEY
Principalpoop: bonbons yum
Elayne: I'm taking my various growths to bed now. See y'all next week, when perhaps I'll be awake...
||||||||| "9:42 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Elayne, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles.
Principalpoop: be well E, ciaooo
Dexter Fong: Later E
subdominant: I gotcher growfs raht chere
MutedTween: Sorry about the lack of showage tonight folks, but a storm yesterday shut down my music box and it won’t restart. I hope it’s just a matter of taking it apart and resetting the power management switch. We’ll see...
Principalpoop: i hope it has a fuse
Dexter Fong: Sorry about that Tween
cs: by el
subdominant: the Bogon Trust at work behind the scenes
MutedTween: Yeah, hopefully just something that needs to be reset
Principalpoop: i had a modem give its life to save my pc from lightening
MutedTween: must be
cs: good luck,tween
Principalpoop: i have paranoid android by radiohead, that someone gave me, still don't like it
cs: do paranoid androids dream of electric cops?
Principalpoop: or lightening
subdominant: honey, they're in EVERYBODY'S eggs...
cs: when modems have life, people probably won't, poop
Principalpoop: how many decades until all the money is tied up in foundations and trusts and we work for them?
Principalpoop: goodbye radiohead, hello The Who, Who are you? whowhowhowho
cs: http://www.truthdig.com/report/item/state_of_fear_20130107/
Principalpoop: i staggered back to the underground
cs: that will answer your question, poop
subdominant: anybody in here got an Atlantean library card I could borrow?
cs: swimming with the fish symbols, eh sub?
Principalpoop: I like the miami 6 who were not brave or smart enough to rob a shoe store
Principalpoop: their fbi handler had to get them boots
subdominant: Edgar Cayce tol' me a fish story oncet...
Principalpoop: the eastern world, it is exploding, what year was that?
Principalpoop: can't you feel the fears that I am feeling today?
cs: yet another quote from my play Neal Amid.
cs: http://seemreal.com/nealamid/index.htm
Principalpoop: i wonder if the NSA has a firesign theatre associates study group? loool
cs: i recall auditioning actors to do edgar cayce whose voice i had never heard
subdominant: the Puzzle Palace knows ALL
Principalpoop: i have that book, it tells me it is illegal to give or sell it to a foreigner lool
Principalpoop: there is beauty in the sunlight in the sky, rod
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
subdominant: yeah, nimROD!
Principalpoop: every picture tells a story of nim
Principalpoop: and now YES, heart of the sunrise
Principalpoop: love comes to you and you follow
cs: would they have had the same career if their name had been No?
MutedTween: maybe not if they were a punk band
Principalpoop: looool
Principalpoop: Maybe? loool
Principalpoop: Perhaps
Principalpoop: PERHAPS would have worked
cs: they could have done Japanese theatre
Principalpoop: i feel lost in the city
MutedTween: That is what I meant
MutedTween: hehe, good one cease
MutedTween: That's because you're using Apple Maps, P
MutedTween me wonders if P knows about the Apple Maps fiasco
subdominant: we must master the art of disinformation
Principalpoop: Not a clue
subdominant: that's why I'm having a chicken salad sandwich
Principalpoop: miss information
MutedTween: Apple Maps - http://techcrunch.com/2012/09/26/the-apple-ios-6-maps-fiasco-clarified-in-3-minutes/
MutedTween: In a big way, P
Dexter Fong: '
subdominant: twangle-fangle whonkbidonker
subdominant: I believe the time has come
Principalpoop: i am getting news from a 12 year old?????
Principalpoop: wtf
cs: at least it isnt 12 year old news
MutedTween: whaaa?
subdominant: time to pull the ripchord
Principalpoop: the kid, explaining the map foul up
MutedTween: see you next time, compadre
subdominant: happy trials, y'all
Principalpoop: good luck
Principalpoop: thanks and good luck
MutedTween: Where does it say the person is 12 years old?
cs: by sub
Principalpoop: oops
Principalpoop: subdom leaving, I thought it was a rhetorical comment about 12 years old giving news
subdominant: same bat time, same bat channel!
Dexter Fong: Night sub
Principalpoop: break my heart and leave me sad, my baby love
Principalpoop: miss kissing yah
Principalpoop: why you do me like you do? don't love our away, not happy like I used to be
MutedTween: lol
Principalpoop: a short song
Principalpoop: you can go your own way
MutedTween: Good Mac
Principalpoop: yeppers
MutedTween: Their live album The Dance is excellent
Principalpoop: i would have to see the album cover lol
MutedTween: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dance_%28Fleetwood_Mac_album%29
Principalpoop: ok, I knew that one
Principalpoop: way over yonder, is a place that I know
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| subdominant - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cs: Globner gets around
MutedTween: a catchy little number
Principalpoop: contagious
Principalpoop: oh yeah I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand
MutedTween: you want to hold her gland?
Principalpoop: its such a feeling, that my love I cannot hide
MutedTween: zip it up, P
Dexter Fong: Do you know any instrumentals, Poop?
Principalpoop: purple haze all in my brain
Principalpoop: frankenstein is instrumental
cs: better your brain than mine
Dexter Fong: and Igor is his tool
Principalpoop: help me help me oh no
Principalpoop: i sang take 5, 123 4 5 123 4 5
MutedTween: Large pet reptile found guarding California pot stash - http://www.statesmanjournal.com/viewart/20130110/UPDATE/130110023/Large-pet-reptile-found-guarding-California-pot-stash
MutedTween: Now that's a guard dog
cs: alligator pear, that's why she's so mean
Principalpoop: country road, take me home
Principalpoop: jimi hendrix, then john denver, my jukebox is deranged
Principalpoop: 34 pounds of marijuana, siiiiigh
Principalpoop: 8:09 in duckburg
Principalpoop: dog wants out, brb
cs: Duck! It's a burg!
cs: ok, that's all for me tonight. see y'all next week
||||||||| Catherwood says "10:39 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs cs by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
MutedTween: laters all
||||||||| MutedTween departs at 10:40 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Merlyn: cya
||||||||| Around 10:42 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
Dexter Fong: We all took this opportunity to depart and leave Poop holding the doggy bag
||||||||| Dexter Fong says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Dexter Fong exits at 10:43 PM.
Principalpoop: oops, back, good night and good luck all
||||||||| At 10:47 PM, Principalpoop vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| 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
Elayne
Merlyn
MutedTween
Principalpoop
subdominant

URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dance_%28Fleetwood_Mac_album%29
http://seemreal.com/nealamid/index.htm
http://techcrunch.com/2012/09/26/the-apple-ios-6-maps-fiasco-clarified-in-3-minutes/
http://www.statesmanjournal.com/viewart/20130110/UPDATE/130110023/Large-pet-reptile-found-guarding-California-pot-stash
http://www.symboliamag.com/
http://www.truthdig.com/report/item/state_of_fear_20130107/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EXPcBI4CJc8