||||||||| 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 05, 2013 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts General Defective inside, makes a note of the time (8:19 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| At 8:19 PM, General Defective scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Catherwood leads grenmac into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:44 PM, then departs. DJTween: Hi grenmac ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)' grenmac: So I am early...here is your 20 cents back ||||||||| Catherwood leads Captain Equinox in through the front door at 8:46 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. grenmac: EH! DJT Captain Equinox: Hiya, Kiddos! ||||||||| LeopoldBloom steals in around 8:46 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." ||||||||| Catherwood enters with catkong close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:47 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom. DJTween: Hi Equinox, Leopold DJTween: Hi catkong Captain Equinox: Hey Deej! ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:48 PM and e_ seco steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTween: Hi seco ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Treppenwitz close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary. ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'richardthebad', just granted probation at 8:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly. LeopoldBloom: Greetin's, gate. e_ seco: hello, DJTween catkong: Hi all DJTween: Hi richard richardthebad: Hi all! ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:51 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary. DJTween: Hi Treppenwitz ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'EWeston', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:52 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... DJTween: Hi EW ||||||||| EWeston says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, EWeston exits at 8:52 PM. Captain Equinox: Oh boy, this is gonna be good. ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies EWeston into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:53 PM, then departs. Captain Equinox: ANy special guests tonight, Deej? EWeston: Hey Tweeny, I finally got that water pump to turn over DJTween: Not tonight, CptE, but Ossman has shown some interest ||||||||| "8:54 PM? 8:54 PM!!" says Catherwood, "DFW Steve should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as DFW Steve enters and sits on the divan. DJTween: a working water pump is good DJTween: Hi DFW Captain Equinox: Well, since tomorrow's his Natal Anniversary, I'll do a shoutout now - DFW Steve: Hey there, DJT Captain Equinox: Happy Birthday, Dear Friend!!! DFW Steve: I'm a first-timer here DJTween: Yeah, I'll be playing some Ossman bits during the 2nd half of the show :) Captain Equinox: Right ON! DJTween: Good to have you here, Steve :) DJTween: Hope you can join us every week DFW Steve: I won't have to get my old FST albums out tonight...and am sleeted in in Dallas. EWeston: Listen and comment Steve, enjoy. DFW Steve: OK, but now I have to click and find out how to hear it all & participate...haven't done that all yet ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Merlyn', just granted probation at 8:57 PM", then leaves hurriedly. EWeston: Large amounts of ice storms in the midwest I here ||||||||| Denys enters at 8:57 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn. DJTween: ** You can click on the Nino link at the bottom of the page to see where we're all from (as best he can tell) DJTween: Hey Merlyn. Thanks for clearing the log DFW Steve: So it shows I am listening to old rock from Tweeny, right? And FST will be on after? DJTween: Hi Denys richardthebad: Well, your not the only newbie here Steve. It was -20 here in Cheyenne this morning. I'm looking forward to a good stimulating mind vacation. LeopoldBloom: Cool. DFW Steve: Pretty Pretty Peggy Sue LeopoldBloom: (The Nino function.) EWeston: Bout three minutes to the show Roller Madiens is on tonight ||||||||| shoes for the dead waltzes in at 8:59 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Denys: Hello ||||||||| 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 SgtSphincter falls out at 8:59 PM. shoes for the dead: howdy Denys: what time is the show? DJTween: Hi Sgt, shoes EWeston: Hi Shoes und der Sgt ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 05, 2013 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" DFW Steve: So tell me, will I hear the program via iTunes on the Tewwny channel I am now hearing??? DFW Steve: Ahhhhh, here they are!!! Thx. Denys: now... DFW Steve: Oops...Jesus was a capricorn. Will Fire Maidens play here? DFW Steve: afterwards? shoes for the dead:https://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl shoes for the dead: Pico and Alvarado EWeston: That's what tweeny said last week. I been wrong afore DJTween: Fire Maidens it is :) ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mudhead close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:02 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room. Mudhead: hello all Captain Equinox: honk honk EWeston: Pull up a red hot poker, and git comfy ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's Dickson, just back from Georgia." Captain Equinox: I'm sitting on my antique cheese log chair right now. DFW Steve: Watching on AC, or Washington DC, you're watching U-TV. LeopoldBloom: 1974. I feel old. I was in college back then. I AM old. Mudhead: feels like a big hand ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:04 PM and late as usual, it's John_F_Schicklegruber, just back from Billville." EWeston: Not tacky I hope DFW Steve: So was I, LB DFW Steve: Antelope Freeway, 1 mile... LeopoldBloom: Antelope Freeway, 1-half mile. ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Phil Austin’s “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - this album may be purchased at >> http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/phauromafrou.html' DFW Steve: Be open with me, Vaginna EWeston: Clean up Armenia! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln shoes for the dead: talk about jesus DJTween: This is a really fun album EWeston: Sing about Jesus DFW Steve: Shoes for Industry... ||||||||| DFW Steve leaves to catch the 9:06 PM train to Elmertown. ||||||||| "9:07 PM? 9:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "late should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as late enters and sits on the divan. DJTween: Hi late shoes for the dead: sweet jesus stop for gas late: howdy - late again Merlyn: This is my favorite Jesus song EWeston: Jesus has gas? LeopoldBloom: Get some string cheese for snack. That'll give you gas. DJTween: ** Would you like to talk on the air about your experiences with the Firesign Theatre? Have you met them or attended their concerts? We want to hear from you :) Just let me know in chat and you can Skype in to the radio station and tell everyone about it! Mudhead: wanted to wish all my fellow fireheads a happy holiday season, and may you all have many more. DJTween: Hey Mud. Same to you my friend catkong: thanks mudhead! you too! EWeston: Ankth yu shoes for the dead: jesus is here? to stall for time? EWeston: Love that line DJTween: Getting silly col in Austin (freezing is silly cold for us this time of year). How about the rest of you? DJTween: *cold shoes for the dead: 3 here EWeston: We're frozen in the NW shoes for the dead: clod DJTween: Merlyn must be very chilly indeed catkong: I hate those tricky moral problems LeopoldBloom: Hey, is that the voice of The Old Detective? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** NEW 24/7 FIRESIGN THEATRE RADIO STATION!! ** https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/index.php EWeston: Apprehending crimminal can be exciting richardthebad: Colder than a well diggers nuts on the north side of a brass outhouse Rufus_T_Firetween: Don't forget to listen to the new station. Lots of stuff I know I haven't heard before there, along with old favorites shoes for the dead: Regular!! catkong: stop torturing me, Ethel Rufus_T_Firetween: lol Richard LeopoldBloom: What IS a Swiss Picnic, anyway? EWeston: Full of holes? DJTween: Very cheesy, Leopold ||||||||| Outside, the 9:12 PM uptown bus from Bourbonnais pulls away, leaving Megadon coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTween: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/funway.html DJTween: Hi Megadon shoes for the dead: a cheesy holy event Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln Megadon: Howdy, everybody! ||||||||| Outside, the 9:13 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Principalpoop coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. LeopoldBloom: One of the best ten-second snippets in recorded history, that. shoes for the dead: hi Meg EWeston: I love the annual Limburger condenation at my local branch DJTween: Hey P EWeston: La Poopour Principalpoop: hold on, hold on, let me get the stream going, geesh Principalpoop: ok hi, wotsop? shoes for the dead: louis prima records Merlyn: Excuse me, do you have any grey Poopour? ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Uh...Jerry inside, makes a note of the time (9:15 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. DJTween: Hi Jerry EWeston: Geesh can has stream? DJTween: everybody does, these days Principalpoop: golden stream ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Dexter Fong in through the front door at 9:15 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. EWeston: Trendy DJTween: Hey Dexter Uh...Jerry: Hi DJTween & others. Never heard this LP. Principalpoop: i see a fong shoes for the dead: hey Dex EWeston: Lo Dex LeopoldBloom: That's metaphysically absurd. Rufus_T_Firetween: Xhexk it out, Jerry >> ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln EWeston: Arn't we all? Dexter Fong: Hello everyone DJTween: *check it out, even... shoes for the dead: Jery, one of the best Megadon: Is Tricky Retardo interdimensional, or did I insert my card incorrectly? ||||||||| Beet steals in around 9:17 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Denys: I have to remember this on Thursdays Beet: Evenin' all DJTween: Hi Beet EWeston: He entangles easily Megadon: Love that Red Greenback and the Blueboys John_F_Schicklegruber: Hello Beet Uh...Jerry: Howdy-do. LeopoldBloom: Hiya, Joe. EWeston: Hi ya Beet Beet: Hope everyone had a nice T Day Dexter Fong: Hi Beet, Tweenys, EW, Merlyn, Poop, shoes, Muddie, and various grayboys Principalpoop: gobble gobble Rufus_T_Firetween: Folks, if you want to get the notices about the chat and other FST news >> EWeston: Ruff! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** If you're on Facebook, you can Like the Firesign Fan Page here >> https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208 - and if you’re on Twitter and would like to get Firesign tweets, follow @FiresignNews Rufus_T_Firetween: lol @ grayboys ;) Principalpoop: oh yeah? who? shoes for the dead: i hate owls...... EWeston: Gearge Ruff well known forensic plumber Mudhead: who? Beet: His name IS Jesus Retardo LeopoldBloom: Always thought the pronounciation of "Juicy" and "Hussy" was one of the great puns of all time. Principalpoop: give a hoot Dexter Fong: How about cricket? Mudhead: who? Megadon: I see glowing spiders a lot lately... DJTween: good catch, Leopold EWeston: A poot! DJTween: from Fukashima, Megadon? shoes for the dead: some of that Jamaican Megadon: Yes, DJ! EWeston: Brazillian deathweed Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New FIRESIGN THEATRE BOOKS Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php Dexter Fong: Jeeze, Rufus...you're like uh real comercial like Principalpoop: Johnny Fresno was out of the can Megadon: Nest month should be Shibboleth month! Dexter Fong: Next month is nest month so feather your next nest now EWeston: Getcher bull puky cupons Principalpoop: fix that lisp megadon shoes for the dead: Pico and Alvarado in LA is a video store richardthebad: I'm getting hungry for fruit Principalpoop: gilbert skink ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:24 PM and Brett waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Megadon: tho it's a lithp...I like you no matter what you do... DJTween: Hi Brett Principalpoop: drag this home and kill it and eat it EWeston: Out of loin of fat? ||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Dickson - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| SgtSphincter - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... DJTween: ** For those of you not familiar, there's a log of the entire chat you can view to catch up. Click on the LOG link at the bottom of the page to view tonight's log. Beet: Shibboleth to drop soon, eh? DJTween: ** For those of you who don't know, typing a ':' (colon) in this chat has the same effect as typing '/me' in an IRC chat
Dexter Fong /me DJTween: That's what the notices I've been seeing on FB have been saying shoes for the dead: the Oss Principalpoop: talking about colons and logs, eat more fiber tween... DJTween: Dexter is indeed himself DJTween: lol P Brett: Hi, everyone! Dexter Fong: ?me : Beet: lol poop Principalpoop: are you farr brett? EWeston: Yow Brett
DJTween is very unsure he is himself John_F_Schicklegruber: Hello Brett Brett: Saratoga, NY. Principalpoop: ahhh you know llan? Dexter Fong: Wow!! What a call back poop shoes for the dead: cut to the band Principalpoop: i think Llan visited saratoga once ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:28 PM, dragging Rajah by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" Dexter Fong: Brett: Do you know Shroom Lake? LeopoldBloom: Hey,, thanks for the Firesale link. Lotsa stuff I didn't know about! Brett: Nope. EWeston: He traffics is horsies Principalpoop: schroon, fong, schroon EWeston: A grate ballet? Dexter Fong: Thanks poop...uh...what were we talking about? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New FIRESIGN THEATRE BOOKS Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?books DJTween: Hi Rajah Principalpoop: no big deal, just jiving yah ||||||||| jtell bounds in at 9:29 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln DJTween: Hi jtell Dexter Fong: Poop: It's always a big deal when you're deaking Principalpoop: elvis lives EWeston: Duning is passe Dexter Fong: Elvis lives....in another building DJTween: Yes P, he's not dead, he just went home Beet: elvis the rapper Principalpoop: ok, hi-lo, follow the queen, and dr pepper 10-2-4s wild shoes for the dead: jesus read my horoscope DJTween: Horoscope, sounds like a stephen King novel shoes for the dead: out in the desert tonite.............. Beet: pretty hot back-up band EWeston: Born under a stop sign Rufus_T_Firetween: lol EW Principalpoop: midnight at the oasis, send your camel to bed LeopoldBloom: ROFL. A lot of those remarks are funny today, but if you remember the context... LeopoldBloom: I don't pay taxes, but... richardthebad: I once saw Elvis chopping wood in Pea Green Colorado. But then, I was smoking Road Apple Red shoes for the dead: dilaudid EWeston: Easy for you to say EWeston: Its doing strang things to my lips Principalpoop: come on jesus Rufus_T_Firetween: ** It's getting colder folks, so why not cozy up to the cellophane and order a new sweatshirt or zip-up hoodie from the Firesign cafepress store >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign ** Hoodies, Sweatchirts, Coffee Mugs, Caps and lots of other cool Firesign goodies at CafePress >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign Principalpoop: country people city people, everybody come DJTween: I love Austin's interpretation of country music on this album EWeston: Myself to ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies royearl inside, makes a note of the time (9:38 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Megadon: He always nails it DJTween: Hi Roy shoes for the dead: like the lizards, DJT Principalpoop: apricot brown DJTween: Eyelash hanging down over your nose? Hitler ref? DJTween: either that or Dali shoes for the dead: Austin lounge lizards DJTween: I love the Lounge Lizards DJTween: really fun music Beet: Home Town Boys ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:40 PM and late as usual, it's mm, just back from Billville." DJTween: Hi mm LeopoldBloom: This could explain a lot. Maybe the Roller Maidens DO control the world now. Megadon: Hope they stay warm in Austin tonight EWeston: nn couldn't make it? Principalpoop: come on ethel, fill up your tank Dexter Fong: oo DJTween: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm EST, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm EST Megadon: Haven't they always, Mr. Bloom? royearl: Roller Derby girls are making a comeback nowadays. shoes for the dead: jesus? what a cube Mudhead: rip it up and ball tonite Principalpoop: squares, in brown shoes LeopoldBloom: Love the trumpet playing in the background there. DJTween: ** anyone want to call in on Skype? Beet: She'll run everything everytime for everybody EWeston: Blazing lambs! Megadon: Well if you push something hard enough it WILL fall over... DJTween: we need to get you live on the radio sometime, Mudhead :-) EWeston: Push that lamb into a tar pit LeopoldBloom: Oo. Cubans! Principalpoop: mud head, mud head, mud head Mudhead: sorry, no skype DJTween: :) EWeston: Yow, it's only semi tramatic DJTween: Easy to install, Mudhead Principalpoop: no skypen the deutch? Megadon: ...or Spuyten the Duyvel? Principalpoop: voicen the vixen? DJTween: ** BTW - for those of you who are interested, the interview I did with Proctor a few weeks back is now up in the FST Podcasts LeopoldBloom: Every time I hear "I just wanna see his face" I hear echoes of The Rolling Stones. No idea if that was intended. shoes for the dead: fill up those graves Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and FST podcasts at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/ Mudhead: empty those graves EWeston: Sperekin ze dich ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bunnyboy inside, makes a note of the time (9:46 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. shoes for the dead: der schnifter!!!!!!!!! Bunnyboy: lo dere Dexter Fong: Hi Bunny DJTween: Hey Bunny Bunnyboy: DON'T SAY...!!! Merlyn: hey bboy LeopoldBloom: Hiya, Bunny DJTween: Missed R-Maidens, but some Ossman coming up Principalpoop: a guy fell in a grave and was yelling help, I am cold, a drunk came by and said no wonder you kicked all the dirt off you... EWeston: Not a hot cross bun Beet: Nick X On shoes for the dead: nik exxon EWeston: No weirdos! Bunnyboy: Some bouncin' baby Ossman, tamarra. Principalpoop: the fans go wild catkong: and the little jesus retardo. gets me every time. LeopoldBloom: See me smile! Megadon: Echtson? Uh...Jerry: Seamy smile. EWeston: The tac squad flanks the fans Megadon: I see you shoes for the dead: pipe dreams Megadon: and don't call me sile... Megadon: oops, smile... Principalpoop: here's tricky EWeston: Exactly Chieshire old sabertooth Rufus_T_Firetween: ** DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln Bunnyboy: Hey! He did it! Bunnyboy: Wotta paster! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** It's getting colder folks, so why not cozy up to the cellophane and order a new sweatshirt or zip-up hoodie from the Firesign cafepress store >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign ** Hoodies, Sweatchirts, Coffee Mugs, Caps and lots of other cool Firesign goodies at CafePress >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign Uh...Jerry: I've got the inflatable Duke of Madness book & shiny disk. Bunnyboy: And staff. Uh...Jerry: Those lazy bums. EWeston: And firkin Bunnyboy: HR sez "no firkin with the staff!" Principalpoop: 1936, 2013, 60, 70, almost 80, the new 79 LeopoldBloom: It's tweeny! Megadon: Well, have to warm up and poke the cellophane, so til next tme, all you folks in The Waiting Room! Principalpoop: ciao mega Bunnyboy: nite MD! ||||||||| At 9:53 PM, Megadon dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." shoes for the dead: by, Meg Uh...Jerry: Night 'don. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** David Ossman at the Firesign Theatre home site - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?member=Ossman shoes for the dead: big oily sump ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| mm - dead from measles ||||||||| jtell - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Rajah - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| richardthebad - dead from measles ||||||||| John_F_Schicklegruber - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... shoes for the dead: histeriatype Merlyn: heh heh Austin is a big Nascar fan Principalpoop: the snakepit of product placement Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Ossman’s DR. FIRESIGN’S FOLLIES - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=dff Rufus_T_Firetween: (DJTween has a signed copy :) LeopoldBloom: Good old Spiral Igloo Rufus_T_Firetween: Austin like NASCAR? Wouldn't have thought... Rufus_T_Firetween: *likes Merlyn: struck me as a bit odd too, yeah LeopoldBloom: Hey, I know a bunch of comic-book writers who know wrestling is fixed and love watching it BECAUSE it's fixed. LeopoldBloom: Tastes can be...strange. Principalpoop: come on now, give a spoiler alert before something like that EWeston: Sweats! shoes for the dead: AMEN, Rev!! ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Uh...Jerry: Illegal lawlessness. LeopoldBloom: We need an Ashcroft in Every Bedroom. LeopoldBloom: new campaign slogan Principalpoop: I'll sign, to let government under my bed Beet: Sounds pretty prophetic LeopoldBloom: "Some pot in every chicken and an Ashcroft in every bedroom." EWeston: Judicial drones Bunnyboy: Barnstormer always better with tweets. shoes for the dead: pint-accostal Bunnyboy: Best line on Amazon drones: "Skeet Shooting with Prizes!" EWeston: Half pint acosting shoes for the dead: that's illegal in England, EW Bunnyboy: Gotta go play. Nite! Principalpoop: hip hop bunny Uh...Jerry: Say hi to Buzz! EWeston: By Bun LeopoldBloom: I gots to go do some work. Night, all! ||||||||| Bunnyboy leaves at 10:04 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..." Beet: C Ya Bunny DJTween: oops, forgot to change the header EWeston: It may still be illegal to get drunk with a fish in Oklahoma ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Various Bits From DAVID OSSMAN - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - you can buy Firesign Albums, Books and other Cool Goodies at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php' Merlyn: nite leopold Principalpoop: the W word, pah ||||||||| LeopoldBloom leaves at 10:05 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..." Mudhead: Sign the petition http://www.alfranken.com/page/s/e1307cue DJTween: pour your syrup surreptitiously lol DJTween: Yeah, I like Franken, Mudhead Principalpoop: good one mud Beet: I just signed shoes for the dead: inspire my iron lung, pastor Uh...Jerry: I'd sign but was not born an American of the U.S. EWeston: one of issues the media has escaped from ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'bupkus', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... DJTween: Hi bupkus EWeston: Glad we finally have bupkis DJTween: This is about an actual museum in KY. Bill Maher featured it in his movie Religulous Mudhead: the issue doesnt sell airtime Uh...Jerry: Evening bupkus. Principalpoop: dog wants out DJTween: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm EST, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm EST DJTween: and he doesn't want to be sold ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| late - dead from jaundice ||||||||| e_ seco - dead from the common cold ||||||||| royearl - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| mahatma57 enters at 10:10 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex. EWeston: CNN found an hour for Glen Beck recently DJTween: Where did they find it? Uh...Jerry: Creepy Non-News. EWeston: Under a corespondents desk DJTween: infotainment mahatma57: And Progressive Talk Radio gets kicked off the air in SF and LA.. DJTween: Air America Beet: Nice of the Dinos Uh...Jerry: Scat Robertson. shoes for the dead: department of redundancy department DJTween: Yes, very thoughtful of them to help out Noah like that Beet: President Bush Lite Merlyn: correct, shoes DJTween: oops, queued this one up twice :/ DJTween: good bit, though Dexter Fong: Thought it sounded familiar =)) DJTween: Heard it somewhere before, did you? Dexter Fong: more syrup!!! mahatma57: "Splunge on Prop. 42!" Uh...Jerry: syruptitiously Beet: Deja Ecute shoes for the dead: keep the bees out of your head Dexter Fong: Don't get hives Uh...Jerry: I've got to go. My turn in the barrel. Night all! Beet: Go Postal Protection Package Dexter Fong: Night little cabin boy EWeston: Were bees go to die shoes for the dead: br Ler EWeston: By Jerry Beet: Happy Birthday to Dave mahatma57: Good Morning, Good Afternoon, Good Evening.. How hard to tell when you're locked up in a wooden booth with no windows.. Mudhead: lights on? EWeston: Don't worry. He doesn't know what time it is either DJTween: Some of Ossman's poetry here Mudhead: Dead Cat Soap! mahatma57: Suspenders! Mudhead: Dewey, Cheatem and Howe Tax Preparers Mudhead: Curl Up & Die Hair Salon Beet: Car Talk? Dexter Fong: Vrooom! EWeston: Under the telephone poles Mudhead: Shit Creek Paddle Store ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH AVAILABLE JANUARY 14th!" Click HERE to order in advance!
Merlyn: reverb happening ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH AVAILABLE JANUARY 14th!" Click HERE to order in advance!
Principalpoop: mountain goat facing a tree back Dexter Fong: Daffy Dyckstone ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| grenmac - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Denys - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Uh...Jerry - dead from jaundice ||||||||| bupkus - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: Yeah! These programs are getting shorter and shorter catkong: great stuff!! Principalpoop: huh, ok, thanks tween Principalpoop: yes happy bday Merlyn: I'm getting shorter and shorter Beet: Thanks, Tween. See everyone next week. Nite all. Mudhead: Ty Tweeny Merlyn: happy b'day Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Merlyn shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!!! Principalpoop: ooby dooby mahatma57: Oobie Doobie! ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?
EWeston: Cool , tillnezt time ever boddy Mudhead: Nite all Dexter Fong: Wow! C'wood mocks his creator DJTween: Thanks for listening everybody, and be sure to tell your friends :) Brett: Thanks, tween, and see (hear) you next week. Principalpoop: ciaoo all Merlyn: The precursor to okly-dokly catkong: I had never attended one of these before, but I'm glad I did. See you next week! ||||||||| 10:26 PM -- EWeston left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| Brett rushes off, saying "10:26 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Dexter Fong: Be away next week, see yah'all in two ||||||||| At 10:27 PM, Mudhead hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." Merlyn: see ya dex Principalpoop: ooby dooby brothers live with a filmore sandwich DJTween: Until next time, Dexter ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?
Dexter Fong: Night Merlyn and thanks Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny Principalpoop: ciaoo all Dexter Fong: Night all Merlyn: bye all ||||||||| 10:30 PM -- Merlyn left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). DJTween: Until last time, again... ||||||||| DJTween rushes off, saying "10:30 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:30 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Rufus_T_Firetween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:36 PM, dragging Not Ed by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" Not Ed: is anyone here ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Beet - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Principalpoop - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Treppenwitz - dead from jaundice ||||||||| catkong - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| mahatma57 - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood escorts dude into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 11:24 PM, then departs. ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| 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.. ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Glen', just granted probation at 12:06 AM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'atomicelroy', just granted probation at 12:23 AM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| atomicelroy rushes off, saying "12:24 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Glen - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| "12:47 AM? 12:47 AM!!" says Catherwood, "otto should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as otto enters and sits at the bar. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| otto - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'FrenchFrankBaum', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 2:27 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... ||||||||| FrenchFrankBaum rushes off, saying "2:30 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| Outside, the 2:30 AM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving FrenchFrankBaum coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. ||||||||| It's 2:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| FrenchFrankBaum - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| 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:
Beet
Brett
Bunnyboy
Captain Equinox
catkong
Denys
Dexter Fong
DFW Steve
DJTween
e_ seco
EWeston
grenmac
John_F_Schicklegruber
late
LeopoldBloom
mahatma57
Megadon
Merlyn
Mudhead
Not Ed
Principalpoop
richardthebad
royearl
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Uh...Jerry
