||||||||| 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 April 18, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| "7:29 PM? 7:29 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Quite-Before-The-Bus should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Quite-Before-The-Bus enters and sits at the bar. Quite-Before-The-Bus: No clowns here? Quite-Before-The-Bus: Should try at nine, instead . . . . ||||||||| Catherwood says "7:30 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Quite-Before-The-Bus by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| DJTween enters at 8:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 8pm CST this evening, with music beginning at 7:45pm CST. Listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)' ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'Rufus_T_Firetween', just granted probation at 8:33 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| Catherwood leads Bob Bunny in through the front door at 8:43 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. DJTween: Hi Bob Bob Bunny: Greetings. ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music - listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)' ||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTween: Hey Merl Merlyn: heya DJTween: notices sent Merlyn: I overslept and it's winter again DJTween: heheh DJTween: Yeah we had a big cold front come through down here today ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:46 PM and JPT bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTween: only in the 60's, was mid-80's a couple of days ago DJTween: Hi JPT ||||||||| EWeston sneaks in around 8:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." DJTween: Hi EW ||||||||| Catherwood says "8:47 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs JPT by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door EWeston: Boy defoliating a victory garden certainly works up an apetite. Hey all. ||||||||| Barewhiz sneaks in around 8:48 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." DJTween: Let's Eat! DJTween: Hi Barewhiz ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:49 PM, dragging garyh by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:49 PM, then departs. Merlyn: hey dex EWeston: Wanted for plying in the ilicite trade of rubber goods and spiders ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:50 PM and late as usual, it's Stuart, just back from Hellmouth." Merlyn: the rubber goods help keep the spiders out of your hair Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn, Tweeny, et al EWeston: But then they jam the police locks in spite DJTween: Hey Dex ||||||||| Catherwood enters with JaxMandrake close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:52 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary. JaxMandrake: good evening dear friends Dexter Fong: Evening to you JM Stuart: I'm waiting in the sitting room. EWeston: Hi Jax Merlyn: hi jax ||||||||| 8:53 PM: regnad kcin jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Merlyn: now security will drag us off Dexter Fong: Get ready for backwards speak regnad kcin: what about my pickle Dexter Fong: It's in the bag JaxMandrake: would anybody like a firesign-inspired laugh consisting of entirely new material? ||||||||| 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 Leroy falls out at 8:54 PM. Dexter Fong: Sure JM EWeston: No speke backwards, but unnerstand Bob Bunny: Indeed! Merlyn: ¿ǝןʞɔıd ʇɐɥʍ JaxMandrake:http://youtu.be/QpVFNDGnqCg regnad kcin: lol? JaxMandrake: that is the voices in my head debating what to watch on TV ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:55 PM and late as usual, it's Admiral, just back from Illinois." Dexter Fong: Someone stood Merlyn on his head JaxMandrake: now it's morning regnad kcin: he's no fun he fell right over ||||||||| Tuanticles enters at 8:56 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex. EWeston: Does he know Heneral Fortunato Leroy: I need a gas station...did I pass one? JaxMandrake: no but the fox did JaxMandrake: squeeze him right there, he may pass another one EWeston: no but the fox did Tuanticles: Rubber gone. Dumb Tokyo ! Leroy: snicker Merlyn: Regnad has figured it out Dexter Fong: deednI ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Melanie Haber', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:58 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... JaxMandrake: wait a minute... didn't I already say that line on the other side of the record? ||||||||| Catherwood enters with CS close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom. Leroy: you mean...Audrey Farber? Dexter Fong: This is a CD, only one side regnad kcin: one shining rail Dexter Fong: Hi Cat EWeston: Love the flimzie burnoose ||||||||| dave steals in around 8:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." regnad kcin: *stell Bob Bunny: It's alright, they're speaking Chinese. CS: chat seems to be starting earlier regnad kcin: *steel JaxMandrake: from Bangor all the way to mighty Maine CS: dave's here, finally Dexter Fong: ?leets? What could that mean? ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 18, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" regnad kcin: oh look it's dirty Dexter Fong: It is now 9 PM. let the play begin!! Merlyn: 这没关系，我说中国 regnad kcin: someone's used ti EWeston: Coff coff! DJTween: Watch your language, Merlyn ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Porgy Tirebiter', just granted probation at 9:01 PM", then leaves hurriedly. EWeston: That's a good trick. Merlyn: Catherwood, clear the decks for tonight's s'election ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Merlyn Barewhiz: Lyle right down here Dexter Fong: I said let the "play" begin, not let the "playing begin". CS: how are sales of new fireproducts, merl? ||||||||| Leroy departs at 9:02 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" JaxMandrake: lllllllllllllllllllllet's get ready to crumbllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllle Tuanticles: Betty Jo on Pig Night at the Ohm Mane Padme Sigma House with the Pickle. regnad kcin: roll a couple of bummers and leave them on the side table EWeston: Sorry dad sir. Dexter Fong: And the question was "What was Nancy doing last weekend" ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:03 PM, dragging Principalpoop by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" Merlyn: pretty good I think, cat Tuanticles: When you're toad away, lick it ! CS: i'm sure there's a lot of demand for their plays CS: hji poop ||||||||| llib yeldarb sashays in at 9:04 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Principalpoop: hello cah nah dah Tuanticles: That's the Principal Idea,,, DJTween: Hey cease JaxMandrake: not responsible! park and lock it! DJTween: Hi P ||||||||| 9:04 PM: TitaniumBob jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Dexter Fong: Hey Poop Principalpoop: good eveening Tuanticles: Lo Q Merlyn: keep your coffee powder dry EWeston: yow! Principalpoop: What is the rod? JaxMandrake: one man, one channel! Tuanticles: There's only a little left in the can. Barewhiz: Nyet responsible! Dexter Fong: Nyet Berzerk JaxMandrake: I might say Bob but I'd be wrong Principalpoop: Gus Hall even Tuanticles: Next bus. DJTween: Wasn't he from Boys In The Hall? JaxMandrake: I thought he was in Glassez N My Hood Bob Bunny: Not Insane! Someone tell congress! DJTween: Glasnost In The Hood? Principalpoop: an astronaut, oops wrong gus Dexter Fong: Not Insane? Then you can get all the guns you want Merlyn: they were way ahead in "dude"-erotomy Tuanticles: Too many geeks a-gawkin' at me !! JaxMandrake: Glass Nose And Mahoot? EWeston: they've refused to listen, again. Barewhiz: You can call me Bob DJTween: Yep Merl, on the cutting edge if not in front of it, as always DJTween: This album is from 1972, BTW (most of it) JaxMandrake: better obscene than absurd Tuanticles: Bottle in front of ye or frontal lobotomy ? CS: glad you found it, tween Principalpoop: I saw on PBS that Boeing is building a better tomorrow, I suppose today Rufus_T_Firetween: Papoon CD at Firesign Media - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=pfp-ln JaxMandrake: Tween: parts of the CD come from the early 80s - is this correct? EWeston: That's a Bore! regnad kcin: wer'e gonna lokc and laod Dexter Fong: Poop: That's what they said yesterday Rufus_T_Firetween: yes regnad kcin: lol Barewhiz: Votes for Organisms! Principalpoop: aphids for papoon Dexter Fong: Orgasms for votes ||||||||| Outside, the 9:10 PM downtown bus from Quebec pulls away, leaving shadows coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. JaxMandrake: we may not agree and they may not agree with the two of us with the two of us ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dave - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Admiral - dead from the yaws ||||||||| garyh - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Rufus_T_Firetween: check out link JM Tuanticles: An Orgasmatron 800 in every pot ! ||||||||| chucko enters at 9:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Haberdashery Barn. Rufus_T_Firetween: several bits from after 1972 regnad kcin: shoes for industry! CS: you're providing a real service here for newcomers, tween Barewhiz: Aaaawwwk! Dexter Fong: as well as two-tim er uh old-timers Tuanticles: Shoes for The Dreds !! JaxMandrake: I have an LP copy of Lawyer's Hospital which has two of those tracks Dexter Fong: Sandals for the Druids JaxMandrake: and I do so wish that Lawyer's Hospital would be released on CD Tuanticles: Muckalucks for the Mongolians !! Rufus_T_Firetween: Me too Principalpoop: flip-flops for pancake cookers CS: i have a cassette of the album, never the album JaxMandrake: remember the whore in vietnam? regnad kcin: but they couldn't do it alone Dexter Fong: JM: There were so very many of them Tuanticles: Deck shoes for the Blackjack Dealers ! Bob Bunny: I once had a copy of Not Insane. I would kill to have another. JaxMandrake: the sweat, the pain, the votes, the beers EWeston: Indosesia from the indokneesians Dexter Fong: Espadrilles for the Croupiers JaxMandrake: bob bunny, you don't have to kill - I got mine via laugh.com DJTween: It's available on CD now, BB Bob Bunny: No lie? Dexter Fong: Well, just a little JaxMandrake: no lie free pie Rufus_T_Firetween: Not Insane at Firesign Media - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni regnad kcin: the total deradatoin of... Tuanticles: Crocs for crocs ! regnad kcin: lmao Bob Bunny: Bless you, sir! Tuanticles: ygtbk (you've got to be kidding) Principalpoop: high heels for high heals Tuanticles: Loafers for chauffeurs ! JaxMandrake: basketball squeakers EWeston: separete realities for split personalities Dexter Fong: Sketchers for sketch artists ||||||||| Catherwood escorts leo into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:15 PM, then departs. Principalpoop: broken radios for deaf people ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Elayne inside, makes a note of the time (9:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Elayne: Ev enin' all! Just got home. Tuanticles: Boots for 'tutes ! Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne CS: HI El DJTween: cease or anyone, any requests for classic material from the podcasts to play after this? Principalpoop: there is E, also not insane DJTween: Hey E Elayne: Dex, it's coming on lunch season for you and me... next month, baby! Dexter Fong: Waarm up the Naan Elayne: Not respoinsible, PrinPoop! Park and lock it@! JaxMandrake: evenin elayne ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - PAPOON FOR PRESIDENT (He’s Not Insane) - listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u' Elayne: Oh yes definitely, Dex, the Indian place. I never go there except with you. Merlyn: hey E, did you get a chance to try pointerpointer.com? DJTween: oops, forgot the banner again Elayne: Hey hey, Jax! Barewhiz: Can no one rid me of them protestees? Melanie Haber: Hello El ! JaxMandrake: occupy walmart! ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Jerry close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:17 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary. Elayne: Yes Brian, I made it my Silly Site yesterday I think. Definitely qualifies, as I mentioned to you on Facebook. CS: i went out to lunch as last class of my elder college food thing yesterday Tuanticles: My first time here -- SF (East Bay) reporting for doodie... Dexter Fong: Tween: I don't really know what's available on the podcasts, but always ready to hear any of the Radio broadcasts, Hour-Hour, DF, or DF Let's Eat Elayne: Howdy Melanie! Good to see another double-x chromosomer here (at least I presume)! CS: best scallops i've had in a long time, but too much food at that time of day. i wish i had your appetite for lunch Elayne: Today's Silly Site is TODOCAT. JaxMandrake: elayne: I don't know if I linked ye to my youtube videos where the voices in my head perform favourite firesign sketches... Principalpoop: welcome tuanticles, you ain't got no brains on the left DJTween: OK Dex, will check out what's available Tuanticles: I hereby offer a laurel... and hearth handshake to all. Elayne: Because sometimes you just need to make a list using a cat meme: http://www.todocat.com/ Elayne: Yes Jax, you did. Tuanticles: I ain't got no shame on my right. JaxMandrake: I made a new one today Principalpoop: yo right, sound off JaxMandrake: the one I uploaded today is original material inspired by the Dear Friends TV glide EWeston: Never look a gift hearth in the mouth Tuanticles: ...make that a HEARTY handshake, and you have it... regnad kcin: clean up the media! Barewhiz: Maaaybe ||||||||| llib yeldarb leaves at 9:20 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..." CS: Excellent, El EWeston: We used to have another but, it vanished mysteriously chucko: Well kid I gotta clone... Thanks for the fish Elayne: So I may have one more late Thursday, then that's it until the fall. ||||||||| chucko leaves to catch the 9:21 PM train to Elmertown. Dexter Fong: Thanks for the bait JaxMandrake: have fun chucko - remember to plug in the female Elayne: Unless one of my (now four) bosses chooses to work late... Dexter Fong: E: YOu must be working that thing they call a split shift....they tell you when you can split Tuanticles: Hound dog, poontang, tree frog CS: a spliff shift? Principalpoop: yo right Tuanticles: Just don't get the OPJ Shift -- doing Other People's Jobs... Elayne: 'S okay Dex, come summertime half of them take off for the Hamptons on Fridays, so effectively I'm doing a four-day week. JaxMandrake: elayne, in case ye is interestified: http://youtu.be/QpVFNDGnqCg is my newest Principalpoop: she slits sheets, she's a sheet slitter Elayne: Late work on Thursday, no workload on Friday. CS: in today's poll, 75% of our province's voters want to legalize pot and would vote for someone willing to do that in next month's election Tuanticles: Are Buzz and Bunny here yet ? Principalpoop: the other 25% were too drunk or too high to answer Bob Bunny: Pigs for Nixon! I remember that1 Elayne: So it's pretty much just audio, Jax, yes? DJTween: One would think BC would be a prime candidate of decriminalization CS: they're still eating crumbs Tuanticles: I'm jonesing for some moss. JaxMandrake: 90% of people in the United Snakes want background checks for gun purchasers - the other 10% are in washington striking them down Dexter Fong: Of that 75%, only 10% can remember the candidates name JaxMandrake: elayne: yes it is - just a stupid still frame to support the video ||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Stuart - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Porgy Tirebiter - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| shadows - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bob Bunny: Nixon in 2016! Dexter Fong: Comin' right up Bob JaxMandrake: freedom of sp...merica! EWeston: Feeling alienated? Principalpoop: i was born an american, so no hehe JaxMandrake: warning: some of the upcoming tracks are NSFW Tuanticles: 107% of Americans nonsequitur. Tuanticles: I was raised on a merry gun. DJTween: This is from The Martian Space Party Principalpoop: league of wing voters EWeston: Mybe...someday then. JaxMandrake: polls show that 247% of surrealists are bad at reading statistics Rufus_T_Firetween: Papoon For President CD at Laugh.com - http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/firtheatpapf.html Rufus_T_Firetween: lol JM Principalpoop: americans have 2.3 children, you must one of the .3 hehe Tuanticles: And I'll die unAmerican. JaxMandrake: glutamoto is on the loose! Principalpoop: be EWeston: Chances are better than 50 50 Rufus_T_Firetween: two points Princ P JaxMandrake: you know his platform - six inches off the ground so nobody gets hurt if they fall off! Principalpoop: an annual year, every year JaxMandrake: the guaranteed annual year! one organism one vote! Tuanticles: Papoon Promises Pulchritude for the People ! CS: They always seemed to want to be musicians, like the Marx Brothers constantly breaking into song in their flicks EWeston: Curses floiled again. I need a new wardrobe JaxMandrake: cease, have ye listened to Fighting Clowns? DJTween: Yeah cease, good comparison ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:30 PM and wade steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. CS: i have a copy, jax. that's the extreme Principalpoop: I love a parade, the beat of the drum the sound of the strum something something ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:31 PM, dragging Audrey by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" Tuanticles: Vote tally in -- Papoon gaining ground, Joe Beets off the charts. CS: i'm guessing this is from a vaudeville tradition JaxMandrake: joe could get arrested for that Principalpoop: 76 trombones in the big parade and and 100 coronets right behind Tuanticles: Save us from Babylon CS: like their fictitous history of the firesign in their big book of plays JaxMandrake: we're bringing the war back home CS: among other places. EYK etc Tuanticles: I found my thrill in Billville. Melanie Haber: We'll kill all the bees and spiders and flies! JaxMandrake: I will run for vice president on any ticket! Bob Bunny: I pre-ordered Marching to Shibboleth JaxMandrake: I'd buy all three new books if I had the moneys CS: that is a problem Bob Bunny: Same here. Tuanticles: When W was in office, I'd have run FROM the Vice President. Principalpoop: don't mention the dark one JaxMandrake: wouldn't we all, Tuanticles - not that it'd matter, he'd still shoot Bob Bunny: I used to hjave the Big Book of Plays, but it vanished mysteriously! Rufus_T_Firetween: New Books from Firesign! - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/index.php JaxMandrake: I always called him Darth Cheney since he was confirmed more machine than man Tuanticles: Just because he misses me don't mean he ain't AIMIN' at me !! Principalpoop: he ticktocks like the alligator in peter pan now Tuanticles: Sunspots'll git him !! JaxMandrake: I am the man for the job because I'm a man who needs a job Elayne: Not concentrating very well tonight. Anyone got anything to drink? Anything at all? Elayne: Catherwood, pour me a long tall iced tea. ||||||||| Catherwood brings Elayne a long tall iced tea. JaxMandrake: that sounded almost memorized! Barewhiz: Bay area Papoon 4 prez Principalpoop: was that ice tea from long island? Bob Bunny: Tea madam? Elayne: I'd considered it, PrinPoop, but I need to cut down on the islands. JaxMandrake: far out, catherwood, just roll a couple of bombers and leave em on the side table ||||||||| Catherwood fars out just roll a couple of bombers and leave em on the side table. Principalpoop: no manhattens hehe DJTween: Catherwood, please give everyone a Papoon Balloon ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone a papoon balloon. EWeston: Got a Whiz in the fridge CS: i had a strangely sweet swedish cidre today. CS: sounds better than it tasted DJTween: What was Swedish about it? Barewhiz: Have a Beeer JaxMandrake: all I got is a powdered lemonade flavoured water beverage Principalpoop: does sweden have apples? I knew they had peaches hehe CS: it was made in sweden. just showed up at our local liquor store today Bob Bunny: I support the Not Insane ticket! CS: made from pears and various berries. JaxMandrake: and of course those famous meatballs and fish Principalpoop: ahh juniper CS: i was expecting something out of the nordic food lab. maybe it's only to be used for cooking Elayne:http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.comicmix.com/media/2008/03/24/lennon-not-insane.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.comicmix.com/news/2008/03/26/in-my-ears-and-in-my-eyes-part-2-by-elayne-riggs/&h=245&w=425&sz=68&tbnid=0B_aU5pSXVrMRM:&tbnh=69&tbnw=120&zoom=1&usg=__Ep0e9D1PuhredbTrvfZsGnA0VGI=&docid=2v0jtgIxO0nBMM&sa=X&ei=XqBwUZLhA6PB4AOS6oHoCw&ved=0CEMQ9QEwAQ&dur=399 ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| regnad kcin - dead from jaundice ||||||||| leo - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Jerry - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... EWeston: sounds dark and serious Barewhiz: Nickle-plated sideburns Elayne: One of my favorite images. JaxMandrake: agent orange sauce Bob Bunny: I'm in good company. Lennon supports Papoon. Marx, too. Principalpoop: firesign invented bling too, way ahead of their time JaxMandrake: phil austin is still a better dick than nixon DJTween: They're sooooo hip EWeston: Nancy shreiks, falls over,"my China, she gasps" JaxMandrake: he SHOT herself!! Dexter Fong: ; Principalpoop: they are beyond with it, they were it hehe ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:43 PM and MikeyBoi bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTween: Hi Mikey DJTween: We're listening to a live stream (see above link) Principalpoop: scary to hear nixon again, creepy Bob Bunny: I miss Dick. MikeyBoi: Actually I have some grease from an ancient grape. DJTween: Wow, from Ecuador no less :) Principalpoop: quito? CS: bergman said somewhere they arose as the anti-nixon, like gandalf was the anti-sauron JaxMandrake: not quito but closo onough MikeyBoi: Suburb of Principalpoop: i was right EWeston: They make candle out of it. Principalpoop: going to swim the english channel? MikeyBoi: Believe it or don't, I live in Cumbaya Bob Bunny: Dick decided to "wind down the war" just as I turned 18. God love him, I still vote for him in every election. JaxMandrake: I don't get the english channel on my TV Tuanticles: People like you... who are altered and unafraid to wast the little time that I've scheduled for your question. Principalpoop: someone's chatting lord, cumbaya Rufus_T_Firetween: Me too, Bunny. As Don Adams would say, "Missed being drafted by _that_ much" Principalpoop: a shame jax, the new dr who is not bad MikeyBoi: Lotta folks here are Cumbayamis. In Florida a lot EWeston: I'm going to smeg and cross the Fox Channel Tuanticles: LBJ = Lady Bird Job Bob Bunny: Came SO close to dying in a sticky south-eastern Asian jungle. JaxMandrake: I refuse to watch Faux News JaxMandrake: yanno, I didn't understand the guns and butter thing until my sister got a copy of the let's eat syndicated series Principalpoop: win, whip inflation now, there is a concept EWeston: I post at media matters, kind of collects the non-sense in one spot Tuanticles: I can't believe it's Profiles In Butter Bob Bunny: Ford did a Hell of a job for a President nobody voted for! CS: that was a common term during at least the kennedy administration, if not far earlier ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:50 PM, dragging Tyrebiter by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" Principalpoop: and now the other side of the story, the monkey was already employed Dexter Fong: So was Butter and Roses CS: Henry Ford was never president. He just didn't know it. JaxMandrake: Ben Franklin - the only President of the United Snakes who was never President of the United Snakes Bob Bunny: Ben Franklin, too. EWeston: Daffy Duck would be a terrorist today, but so would Nixon. DJTween: The Firesign Theatre at Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Firesign_Theatre Elayne: I don't know if Nixon would be a terrorist, but he would be considered a liberal these days by many. ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies The Wispering Squash into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:51 PM, then departs. JaxMandrake: Gerry Ford Palm Springs Golf Rat Shoot DJTween: Hi Squash Tuanticles: Niven, a dull momento. Principalpoop: omg, ted kennedy hit the ball over the bridge into the water omg EWeston: Too true Elayne, so would Reagon Bob Bunny: I miss Ted, and his enormous red head. JaxMandrake: will we say the same about Conan O'Brien Potatoes? Rufus_T_Firetween: Papoon For President CD at Laugh.com - http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/firtheatpapf.html CS: environmentally, elaye, but his sense of entitlement lives on in the imperium CS: l'etat c'est moi, louis the 14th or nixon? The Wispering Squash: Oh Catherwood; would you bring some coffee? ||||||||| Catherwood hands some coffee. JaxMandrake: nixon the 14th? Bob Bunny: Both! CS: good work, bob EWeston: I'll take Howard the Duck thank yew. Tuanticles: Carter, the Rat Flattener Bob Bunny: He should have just drove the eagle home. ||||||||| Cantubury steps in at 9:54 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Principalpoop: howard cosell, we need his voice again JaxMandrake: he beat the eagle off... ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Barewhiz - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| wade - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Audrey - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... The Wispering Squash: Thank you Catherwood, and don't forget about the duck! ||||||||| Catherwood strides up to The Wispering Squash and says "My ears are burning..." EWeston: Catherwood put your ears out! ||||||||| Catherwood strides over to EWeston and queries "Would you like something?" Tuanticles: The thrill of victimry and the agony of deflate. EWeston: A smoke free area perhaps JaxMandrake: I don't wanna be kicked from the chat... I'd rather be Batmanned Tuanticles: George One, Catherwood Nothing ||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Tuanticles and says "Stop typing gibberish, Tuanticles!" DJTween: Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your mouse over various areas of the page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/funway.html JaxMandrake: when george said 'n........e.......mind' nobody heard about it Principalpoop: the press is controlled by huminoids and huminoids type JaxMandrake: are those from the new pokemon? The Wispering Squash: @Tween; love that sight ! It's a lot of fun! EWeston: And just in time Bob Bunny: Good night, all I enjoyed my time here. Principalpoop: ok bob bunny hip hop JaxMandrake: nighters bob Elayne: Night, Bob! EWeston: So long The Wispering Squash: Gnight Mr Bunny! ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Tuanticles: Be Elsa, Bob ! DJTween: Yeah Squash, The Funway is a gas :) Melanie Haber: Night bob ! The Wispering Squash: ecept for his shoes.. JaxMandrake: it's midnight in Metropolis, it's noon in Gotham, it's eight oh nine in Duckburg and it's hours since we ate, so.... CS: by bob Tuanticles: Former Cerpt ! ||||||||| "10:01 PM? 10:01 PM!!" says Catherwood, "robbo24 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as robbo24 enters and sits on the couch. The Wispering Squash: you can bet your rout toots, it's tons of fun! The Wispering Squash: I messed up Tuanticles: ...and bet your tons, it's toots of fun. DJTween: Hi Robbo JaxMandrake: and there's lots more of me where I come from Principalpoop: hey toots, whats cooking? Tuanticles: Indonesia for the Indonesians ! The Wispering Squash: In government inflicted simulation DJTween: very moving speech, about 7 1/2ips lol CS: a joke young people today would never get, tween JaxMandrake: in the arched bunker room of the adult hitler hotel Tuanticles: Four More Beers -- my new motto ! The Wispering Squash: well, I have brain damage...so i'm ok! EWeston: A chicken chorus? Thats absure! JaxMandrake: I hope I didn't brain my damage Principalpoop: all I need is a beer or 2, all I need is brew DJTween: No, that's Pink Floyd, JM Tuanticles: All You Need Is Suds (Wah-wah-wahwah-wah) DJTween: I feel cleaner already Principalpoop: political comedy, is that and osymoron or redundent? CS: i think bob and doug and jim morrison should have made an album: strange, ehs? DJTween: A little both, perhaps Dexter Fong: Poop: It's inevitable Principalpoop: destiny destiny no escaping destiny EWeston: Depends on who's blood is flowing JaxMandrake: political comedy is also known as projectile satire The Wispering Squash: anyone that made it through the 60s and 70s and can still put a intelligible together a sentence; deserves a medal! Principalpoop: on right Principalpoop: oops right on Tuanticles: Left off ! Dexter Fong: Sign me upSQUASH JaxMandrake: far right Tuanticles: Leftist Rights EWeston: Center...it ran away. Principalpoop: what does intelligibal mean anyway? too many sillylabels Tuanticles: Unhappy magnam ! CS: no one has yet mentioned that harry shearer was just dropped by KCRW today. ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bob Bunny - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Tyrebiter - dead from measles ||||||||| Cantubury - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... EWeston: Words just think their the boss JaxMandrake: the crow gave harry the bird? Dexter Fong: Cat" Any reason given? DJTween: Hadn't heard that, cease. What a drag :( Tuanticles: That's Le Show business. CS: along with doonesberry, he's delivered a larger and better comic take on america than anyone who does constant humour for 30 years The Wispering Squash: Don't ask me , I don't know...I'm just visiting DJTween: Well, that frees him up to work with FST ;) ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "10:11 PM and late as usual, it's Jack Poet, just back from Billville." DJTween: Hi Jack Principalpoop: i blame social media, whatever that is Dexter Fong: Is that Beat Street Jack? The Wispering Squash: I must have left the window open DJTween: more like anti-social media JaxMandrake: is the plural of media mediocre? CS: i read it on facebook today. i'm sure you can google it. most of harry's carreer is in london now and of cours the simpsons pays the bills but i think KCRW has lost its right to ever ask for a penny in a pledge drive again Jack Poet: I forgot that it was Thursday. Hi. folks. EWeston: Time sucking media The Wispering Squash: hey Jack Principalpoop: who invented thursday? when was the first one? CS: hi jack. and your sister, jacky prose JaxMandrake: I gave up on mywaste shortly after I learned that Rupert Murdoch bought it Jack Poet: You're all poets in your poet cars. Tuanticles: That's a Thor subject... Principalpoop: there once was a man from nantucket hehe EWeston: Hi jack. I was struck recently by the idea of a cadillac sized VW JaxMandrake: but I remain on farcebook for no adequately explored reason Jack Poet: Sorry, FT, for taking your lines. JaxMandrake: I refuse to sign up for twatter DJTween: It has its uses Tuanticles: His shirt was so short, couldn't tuck it Principalpoop: 1993, where was i, oh yah, ok CS: audiola was ossman's radio show a decade or so ago, maybe longer JaxMandrake: if it's limerick time, I got a youtube video for yas Jack Poet: Funny, EWeston. That is a paradox?? CS: local washington state show Elayne: Sorry, looks like I'm fading again. Elayne: See y'all next week. With luck I'll be home "regular" time, whatever that is... ||||||||| 10:16 PM -- Elayne left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). Principalpoop: like my favorite blue jeans, nice Dexter Fong: Night Elayne DJTween: reat well E EWeston: It took out my imaginary spleen Principalpoop: night E JaxMandrake: nighters elayne CS: sleep well, el Jack Poet: I'm always fading, E, this time of night. EWeston: By E DJTween: They come. They go... The Wispering Squash: Will someone please help them out of they're parachutes? Tuanticles: Happy Trials, Elayne ! Jack Poet: Night, Elayne. Melanie Haber: Night Elayne! JaxMandrake: here's my favourite episode of a video game review show called Zero Punctuation - in this one he reviews Wolfenstein entirely in limericks http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHnYFP73MKE Principalpoop: sounds like garth giles, or somebody Jack Poet: Anyone ever seen Envy with Ben Stiller? DJTween: nope Principalpoop: i saw jeff goldbloom on conan CS: All That You Dream close to my fave little feat tune JaxMandrake: "your gun is of course your best friend on which you must always depend - when you get into fights you can look down the sights and bullets come out of the end" JaxMandrake: "weapon choice doesn't start too exciting; two machine guns, a rifle for sniping, but later on BFGs coming with guarantees to shoot various flavours of lightning" Jack Poet: Christopher Walken plays yet another bizarre character that's so funny. Nice to to meet you, everyone, aka DJTween. Jack Poet: anyone I mean. Principalpoop: it is nice to be meated CS: mated them with what? JaxMandrake: sorry, Jack Poet - sometimes people like me turn into masks with speakers behind them Principalpoop: no no, don't break out of the roleplaying, rats, I did it DJTween: CS, the Waiting For Columbus live album has that cover. A really fine recording Jack Poet: I'd like to meat Kaley Kuoko from Big Band. CS: goldbloom on conan evokes giraffes fucking EWeston: I think he crossed a seal with a shetland pony. Jack Poet: Bang. Tuanticles: It's been both barrels, reel fun !! Gotta jump out -- good Godamighty I gotta EAT ! JaxMandrake: meat on the grill JaxMandrake: nighters tuanticles Dexter Fong: Night Tuan Principalpoop: keep it real, the third reel CS: i actually bought a cassette of this when ossman's company was selling them, long ago The Wispering Squash: @ Video well, I can't say that I,I understood everthing..but it was well,Well worth a dollor! JaxMandrake: somebody please tell me this can be downloaded somewhere - two minutes in and it's awesome by necessity EWeston: Bye Tuanticles, concentrates on keyboard successfully? CS: this obviously is a copy of my cassette, not a cleaner copy from wherever you can get them now Principalpoop: stretch your horizons along new tangents ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| robbo24 - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Tuanticles says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Tuanticles exits at 10:25 PM. Dexter Fong: Poop: YOu mean Urban sprawl? EWeston: They keep intersexting, and I get dizzy Principalpoop: yes, the burbs JaxMandrake: I think we should all see bigger burbs Jack Poet: A friend and and I cracked up that some weird bastard raped and killed a goat. Not funny--really. Poor animal. The guy was high on bath salts. DJTween: I keep getting junk mail offering to give me bigger burbs JaxMandrake: is that known as urban enhancement? JaxMandrake: I tend to get mail enhancement Principalpoop: a professor at a local college is in jail for making bath salts hehehe ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'caterpillar', just granted probation at 10:27 PM", then leaves hurriedly. DJTween: Hi caterpillar DJTween: The Firesign Theatre at Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Firesign_Theatre Principalpoop: he taught criminal justice courses, ahh truth is stranger than fiction EWeston: Look a butterfly caterpillar: yes, hows it? Melanie Haber: Hello caterpillar ! Principalpoop: it is it Rufus_T_Firetween: Radio Free Oz - http://www.radiofreeoz.com/ EWeston: Larrupin along Rufus_T_Firetween: Firesign Podcasts - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/podcasting/indexx.html JaxMandrake: when did radiofreeoz.com come back??? DJTween: cease, do you remember exactly? Jack Poet: Need to go, you all. I'm with Elayne. Night. DJTween: Later, Jack Jack Poet: Not literally of course. Dexter Fong: Night Jack EWeston: By Jack JaxMandrake: nighters Jack ||||||||| Jack Poet hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Jack Poet?! It's 10:31 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" JaxMandrake: nearing the end of my night too - soon as the Project Runaway finale is done taping CS: by jack CS: and jax JaxMandrake: not leaving just yet Dexter Fong: Okay, just give us a warning Principalpoop: automatic writing, cool DJTween: Maybe 2010, cease? The Wispering Squash: Perhaps I should close Facebbok while i'm here, (keep getting interuputed) CS: what, cease? CS: tween? JaxMandrake: should we ask doctor... err... Rufus_T_Firetween: When the new Radio Free OZ shows started? CS: new? there have been many generations ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Halfalid close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:34 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule. Rufus_T_Firetween: The most recent 21st century iteration Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi liddy CS: you mean bergman's webcast? yes 2010. i was around the table with him when he sought to create that. JaxMandrake: I think those started early 2010 because one of the first topics they covered was Deepwater Horizon CS: a bar in rural washington after their show DJTween: Yeah, that's the one CS: it takes a while for my brain to re-orient Dexter Fong: Cat: So you were there before the beginning JaxMandrake: you can make your brain Oriental? CS: i was part of a calculation about its prospects in january and the show slowly evolved that spring. The Wispering Squash: Can I-uh, can I get a little more orange in his face? EWeston: Occidentally CS: dex i've been involved with the guys in one way or another since late 60s Dexter Fong: That's what I meant Cat =) CS: i introduced them to eastern canada on my show in 69 CS: also central, even earlier. i played tapes of their mushroom shows and passed them arond from 67 onwards CS: those were revolutionary days The Wispering Squash: And here, of course, your own personal remote-controlled, picture-sized color TV, with matching brass knobs! just reach above the bar and press the button right there under the handy laminated imitation masonite WildWest gun rack with the look of real wood, for the channel of your choice! Principalpoop: i know by the way they talk to you when they are here cat, that you are old friends with them CS: my wife too. i'm chagrined they never met my daughter, who grew up listening to them as her only english in japan JaxMandrake: that must have been a trip and a half CS: they not only starred in my plays, they told me to write plays inthe first place. Principalpoop: sweet and bittersweet and plain bitter, that is life JaxMandrake: japanese plus american cultural references must be a weird combo CS: even though he's dead, bergman continues to inspire so many of us Dexter Fong: A veritable spectrum of palletibility EWeston: Being a part of their world would seem to have great satisfaction potential Principalpoop: nah wait, is that really a word fong? ||||||||| 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 ferret disembarks at 10:42 PM. Dexter Fong: It is now, Poop DJTween: CS, maybe you can send me a copy of one of your plays with FST in it and I can play it here? JaxMandrake: cease: I consciously permit the Firesigns to influence me constantly - as my own comedy shows DJTween: Hello ferret DJTween: Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your mouse over various areas of the page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/funway.html Principalpoop: congrats, at the apex of palletibility CS:www.seemreal.com Dexter Fong: Roof of the mouth so to speak, Poop EWeston: Don't get a nose bleed up there. Principalpoop: sticks there, like peanut butter DJTween: Which downloadable play has the most FST participation? EWeston: and then you can't breed. JaxMandrake: there's one crawling up my leg CS:http://www.seemreal.com/ Dexter Fong: It's okay, I got a tracheomobilities CS: all of my except Red Shift are on here free for anyone to listen to or download. EWeston: These pests can be unbelievabily care free. CS: cant afford enough bandwidth to put Red Shift there but I can send it to you tween DJTween: OK, but which of the plays have the most FST? DJTween: Yeah, please do send it as an attachment or whatever DJTween: Or via Dropbox or SendThisFile ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies doctecazoid into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:46 PM, then departs. CS: Neal Amid stars Austin as Neal Cassady, with a few minutes of great Phil and Melinda scenes DJTween: Hi Doc DJTween: OK CS: Red Shift is full of them, Ossan and Orson have key scenes Merlyn: hey doc Dexter Fong: Speaking of sending things to you, did you ever get around to reading those books I sent you =)) doctecazoid: hi gang DJTween: damn, not yet, Dex Dexter Fong: Hiya Doc JaxMandrake: evenin doctecazoid DJTween: been real busy with other things CS: Bergman was the only one who knew, and lost a girlfreind to Neal Casady, but never in my plays EWeston: Spulgie! CS: fuck. it's doc Dexter Fong: Tween: Never mind the dursing...why not =) DJTween: The descriptions look really interesting though doctecazoid: cat: check your email. DJTween: lol CS Dexter Fong: Duck, it's foc DJTween: heheh CS: not dead from work yet, doc? doctecazoid: tween: can help with your request DJTween: OK Dexter Fong: The Doctor is in and prepared to help Principalpoop: robert benchley, wonderful DJTween: also there are some albums out of print I need so I can play them here, like Lawyer's Hospital doctecazoid: i'm dead now but i live on in steereo hi-fi (if you can call that a living) Principalpoop: they did read him, cool doctecazoid: tween: can help you there as well CS: this is a brilliant summation of thier begininng DJTween: kewl, thanks JaxMandrake: tween, I've got mp3s of Lawyer's Hospital Dexter Fong: Tween: Just give him your HMO cards Principalpoop: i was listening, did you give me a quarter for my cough doc? CS: as a kid i loved benchley doctecazoid: ah, i see you got the papoon recordings tween - from someone else i guess Principalpoop: he is still wonderful, but yes, a little dated now doctecazoid: i've dated a little as well Dexter Fong: Doc: Tween has *many* sources...some of them legal DJTween: I bought the CD, Doc doctecazoid: i c EWeston: Gotta watch out for the Pits Principalpoop: yes toots DJTween: It's the pits! Principalpoop: dog wants out Dexter Fong: EW: It's the sample rate that gets you everytime DJTween: One of the first CDs I ever bought was EobE EWeston: I can naver rank my rates, and so I rant. doctecazoid: rant your rakes? Dexter Fong: Rant or rake, it's all the same Dexter Fong: Stirring up old grievances EWeston: Well the my rank then gets depressed JaxMandrake: tween: I seem to be having a bit of trouble - I use yahoo mail and it wants me to sign in to dropbox (which I've never used) The Wispering Squash: Hope you folks have a great evening! Too much going on here tonight ..to keep up with you guys. See Ya On The Funway!! In The Future That Is! EWeston: OOps then not the, urg Dexter Fong: Don't worry about your rank, EW, we rate on a graded curve doctecazoid: my depression is rank DJTween: It's worth signing up for JM JaxMandrake: nighters squash DJTween: Dropbox is very useful doctecazoid: note to self: buy some febreeze ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| ferret - dead from measles ||||||||| Halfalid - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Melanie Haber: Night Wispering Squash! DJTween: You can put something up on your DropBox account, and then have a URL you can send people DJTween: Too breezy in your place, Doc? doctecazoid: blast from the past - http://www.synthtopia.com/content/2013/04/15/fairlight-cmi-30a-demonstration-days-london/ doctecazoid: the fairlight rises from the ashes! DJTween: They've started making Fairlights again
Dexter Fong sings, Sandy, the fairlight is rising behind us... JaxMandrake: I just tend to be a little paranoid about signing up for new programmes DJTween: I use DropBox all the time Dexter Fong: Well said JM DJTween: never had any issues EWeston: Wow a Bergman Marx connection ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - STILL WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN - listen to the 128k stream at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u' DJTween: Want to pick up some Firesign albums, books or other stuff? Check out the Firesign Theatre Firesale store at - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php ||||||||| dude enters at 10:59 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Chapeau Manger. EWeston: They did teach me how to talk. CS: eweston, yes he talks about this often DJTween: Whoa.... dude... dude: yes ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Dexter Fong: Hey dude, don't make it bad dude: everybody no's my name doctecazoid: nose your name? CS: like hellen keller, eweston"? dude: the noso of love CS: you don't want a yes, dude? doctecazoid: if helen keller fell down in the middle of the forest, does she make a sound? EWeston: Well thank you all the troll in my in box has been waiting two hours for a response. doctecazoid: troll bridge? CS: dont go under any bridges, weston EWeston: So I'll go see what he wants of my now. Dexter Fong: Night EW doctecazoid: nite EQ doctecazoid: EW CS: this is 20 years old. wow EWeston: Nah its a wingnut troll, been exchanging with him all day on gun control Rufus_T_Firetween: Yeah, hard to believe a couple of decades can go by that quickly :/ Dexter Fong: What ever peaves your goat EW CS: avoid trolls. use bridges doctecazoid: controll JaxMandrake: ok, tween, it's been sent ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:07 PM and Beet waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. doctecazoid: beeeeeet! Beet: Sorry I'm late. I was composing an email and forgot. Hello everyone JaxMandrake: evenin beet Principalpoop: hallo, back Beet: This thing has become a very family-feeling kind of thing and I regret missing the opportunity ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| The Wispering Squash - dead from The Plague ||||||||| caterpillar - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| doctecazoid leaves to catch the 11:10 PM train to South Amboy. ||||||||| Catherwood enters with doctecazoid close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 11:10 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom. doctecazoid: sorry Dexter Fong: No problem Doc, we barely had time to miss you doctecazoid: even i didn't miss me Principalpoop: are you listening to the stream at the link up top beet? CS: Doc is so busy, he's missed even when he's here. JaxMandrake: tis about time for me to be missed doctecazoid: bye jax CS: the way proc talks about this is exactly how he told me to make stuff when i visitd him Merlyn: time to konk out, bye all Dexter Fong: Night JM JaxMandrake: nighters all dear friends - and remember, what you don't mean won't hurt ya CS: by merl Principalpoop: night M CS: by jax Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and thanks for the space DJTween: See you next time, JM Beet: Well, hello goodbye Principalpoop: i will get on the bus too, night all ||||||||| At 11:12 PM, Principalpoop rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." DJTween: later, Merl doctecazoid: one of my favorite dan hicks & hot licks song titles (and the song is good too): "how can i miss you when you won't go away" Dexter Fong: Night Poop DJTween: Nite P doctecazoid: nite m ||||||||| New notice: 'Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, that’s www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast. Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my Radio Free Roadkill Show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and visit my show archives at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow ' CS: i'm surprised that austinwould rank his albums ||||||||| Around 11:13 PM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset... Dexter Fong: Cat: Really? I'm not Dexter Fong: I suspect that all of them had a fave list CS: i saw themwith taj mahal. he was much bettter ||||||||| New notice: 'Lily Bergman College Fund - -Remember to help Peter Bergman’s daughter with her college experience by donating to the Lily Bergman College fund - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/lilyfund/' Dexter Fong: Better than what/whom? DJTween: I agree with the Sgt. Pepper comparison CS: i think the joint we shared preshow made me concentrate more and enjoy less of their set Beet: Ah, bad weed. doctecazoid: groovy! Dexter Fong: Thanks very much Tweeny CS: yes, as ben frankllin said of older mistresses, they are so grateful DJTween: yw all Melanie Haber: Well, I gotta go back to the shadows now. Night everyone! DJTween: Bye Ms. Haber doctecazoid: nite melanie CS: keep on habering ||||||||| At 11:19 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Melanie Haber!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... doctecazoid: haber with abandon! doctecazoid: well, i need to get some shuteye - another 11 hr day awaits me DJTween: Until last time, again... doctecazoid: good blees you and god night ||||||||| 11:19 PM -- DJTween left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). doctecazoid: nytol (zzzzzzzzzzzzz.............. CS: thanks for dropping by, doc ||||||||| Catherwood says "11:20 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Rufus_T_Firetween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| doctecazoid rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's doctecazoid?! It's 11:20 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" CS: thanks for the show, tween CS: off i drift ||||||||| 11:20 PM -- CS left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). Dexter Fong: Night Cat Dexter Fong: And I'm outta here too, next week, ya'll ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| TitaniumBob - dead from the yaws ||||||||| JaxMandrake - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Beet: Party winding down. I'll try to be more punctual next week, darnit. Beet: Bye ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Beet - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| dude - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| EWeston - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 11:45 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Not often for a loss of words, but tonight is different, Flotsam! Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): My tree stunting plans shall go unabated! At this point, I must call it a day and bid you Bonsai. ||||||||| 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.. ||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| MikeyBoi - dead from the common cold ||||||||| 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:
Barewhiz
Beet
Bob Bunny
caterpillar
chucko
CS
Dexter Fong
DJTween
doctecazoid
dude
Elayne
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Jack Poet
JaxMandrake
Leroy
Melanie Haber
Merlyn
MikeyBoi
Principalpoop
Quite-Before-The-Bus
regnad kcin
Rufus_T_Firetween
Stuart
The Wispering Squash
Tuanticles
