||||||||| 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 July 24, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts gds in through the front door at 6:57 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| Around 6:58 PM, gds walks off into the sunset... ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'DJTweeny', just granted probation at 7:29 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET **' ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:16 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule. ||||||||| 8:21 PM: Govslugwell jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" DJTweeny: Hi Slugwell DJTweeny: streams go up at half-past the hour, music 5 minutes or so after that Govslugwell: Hey. I chat, therefore I am. DJTweeny: an axion of nature Govslugwell: Axi..um. DJTweeny: Watch Out For That Axiom, Eugene ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET - you can join the streams now (no audio yet - just a chance for everybody to get connected) 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) **' ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mr. Motion close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:31 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule. Mr. Motion: Braaaaahhhh Motion is here people have no fear! DJTweeny: Mister Motion! Mr. Motion: b> Tweeny Siup? Govslugwell: Dr. Fear. Mr. Motion: Moi? DJTweeny: It be time to visit The Black Hole Govslugwell: Wholistically. DJTweeny: but first a little Space/Time music Govslugwell: No, oh moi! oh moir! oh moir! Mr. Motion: Rock on Tweeny. DJTweeny: Yes will verily rock a bit after Al Stewart Mr. Motion: I should have brought me theme music,it's all digital in here! DJTweeny: After HTF, the Mark Time episodes from the XM Radio series ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music (Space & Time - various artists) - 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) **' Mr. Motion: Ah thats better! DJTweeny: enjoy :) ||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM uptown bus from Pennsylvania pulls away, leaving MDESTINY coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hi Destiny Mr. Motion: Howdie Mdestiny MDESTINY: Helloooo DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Mr. Motion: Buy the DJ a beer on me! MDESTINY: first time, what are you streaming? DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone a Bear Whiz Beer ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a bear whiz beer. ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Timeghost close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:47 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary. DJTweeny: music, at the moment, Destiny Mr. Motion: It'ss in the water, that's why it's yellow! DJTweeny: then a FST material at the top of the hour DJTweeny: Hi Timeghost ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." DJTweeny: *then FST material MDESTINY: I am hearing YES ||||||||| Catherwood enters with General Dysfunction close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule. DJTweeny: Yes you do :) DJTweeny: Hello General General Dysfunction: Fun music tweeny! Mr. Motion: GD S'up? DJTweeny: thanks :) Timeghost: Hello, all. General Dysfunction: Dear friends happy to be back ||||||||| Outside, the 8:50 PM bus from Billville pulls away, leaving EWeston coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: good to have you, General DJTweeny: Hi EW General Dysfunction: hello EW Mr. Motion: EW! EWeston:Evenin Tweeney, Ferburgers, amal groatakes, Army Doctors ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" General Dysfunction: yum Mr. Motion: I'll have what he's having! General Dysfunction: thankful am i, this side of thestate is not so much on fire anymore MDESTINY: What's the topic tonight? ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'BigDave', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:52 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... DJTweeny: Fire is good when it is in a fireplace DJTweeny: Hi BigDave DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Mr. Motion: BD g'day! General Dysfunction: yes sir it is indeed EWeston: I've got some Mother Baker Deep Dish Sheep Dip Cherrystone Pie, And am not afraid DJTweeny: yipes ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:53 PM and lily waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi lily General Dysfunction: not insane? Mr. Motion: Sweet Lilly ||||||||| Catherwood leads Mudhead into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:54 PM, then departs. EWeston: Lily an Dave How do you do lily: Hey folks DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead BigDave: Tnhanks Catherwood. Just roll another bomber and leave it on the sidetable. ||||||||| Catherwood steps up to BigDave and says "My ears are burning..." Mudhead: Evening all EWeston: Mudster MDESTINY: Just shared the link on my fb group Mr. Motion: MH S'up? General Dysfunction: hey mud lily: BigDave DJTweeny EWeston General Dysfunction MDESTINY Mr. Motion Mudhead Timeghost helllllo BigDave: Shoes for industry EWeston: Un hiyah Mudhead: How do you do what? EWeston: Cat comendeered the keyboard to throw up General Dysfunction: not again Mr. Motion: Bummer EW! General Dysfunction: always has to be in that special place EWeston: He likes his greens, usually on the carpet MDESTINY: Helloooo Lily :) lily: sticky icky keys ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'cat', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:57 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... EWeston: I dip it after usually DJTweeny: Hey cat MDESTINY: Dishnuts ands caffee General Dysfunction: hi cat, how are you with keyboards cat: hi all ||||||||| Catherwood ushers dude into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:58 PM, then departs. EWeston: In tiny cups, chashed by ketteh, Yow cat! BigDave: Firefox addons giving me fits. Signing off and seeing if safari is any betther ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" DJTweeny: Hi dude Mr. Motion: Dude! DJTweeny: OK Dave dude: hello and thank you for the stream DJTweeny: Yeah, you need scripting enabled for this chat ||||||||| Catherwood escorts cat 2 in through the front door at 8:59 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. BigDave: Kept telling it to. Pooters... ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 24, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" General Dysfunction: yay! MDESTINY: oh yeah! EWeston: They's infiltrating... the cats. They're very good at it too. cat: ok, got sound on mac DJTweeny: kitteh everywhere! BigDave: more sugar General Dysfunction: love this song DJTweeny: one of my favorites as well ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" ||||||||| 9:00 PM: shoes for the dead jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" DJTweeny: Hi shoes shoes for the dead: Howdy ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" EWeston: We're shoed, again. shoes for the dead: shod Mudhead: That marching band at it again eh? General Dysfunction: walked a mile in his i think EWeston: Facing off with The Norman Chubbynuckle Chior Mudhead: smoked a mile in his shoes ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" EWeston: P shod or A shod? General Dysfunction: ha mud ';) ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dr. No in through the front door at 9:04 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. DJTweeny: Hi Dr. No Mudhead: a major compliment eh General? ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" General Dysfunction: Oh No MDESTINY: link for the fs stream again? DJTweeny: not former Congressman Paul, are you? ;) DJTweeny: top of the page DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u cat: No high doctors? ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Beet in through the front door at 9:04 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. EWeston: No shoes Doctor Beet: Evenin' all. Happy Thursday chat night. Mudhead: harrow EWeston: Hey Beet lily: hibeet ||||||||| "9:05 PM? 9:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Principalpoop should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Principalpoop enters and sits on the divan. shoes for the dead: hi Beet Beet: 'lo EW Beet: Hi shoes Mudhead: Solid coffee Tweeny! EWeston: Uh o He's early Beet: Hey lil shoes for the dead: and Poop! General Dysfunction: hi beet cat: How Time is one of mine Beet: Evening General Mudhead: Who? Principalpoop: what? EWeston: Der Pooper ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" Beet: cat what do you mean "one of mine"? ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “HOW TIME FLYS” - 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/daoshowtifl.html **' lily: where? shoes for the dead: coulda swore I h....eard this Sunday on a birthday show cat: oh, you have this already, tween. ||||||||| Dr. No rushes off, saying "9:07 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" EWeston: In how's movie? General Dysfunction: over there! ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and Lil steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi Lil cat: my favret firesign albums Lil: Hi gang Mudhead: I hear the marching band warming up shoes for the dead: hey Lil lily: hi lil EWeston: Head for the horizon and surround it! cat: i got this from fire archivist michael packer in the 90s Mr. Motion: Lil! Beet: Howdy Lil General Dysfunction: ding dong of doom Mudhead: I think its Ohio State Marching band Principalpoop: man will prevail shoes for the dead: good find, cat Mudhead: Followed by the floats and balloons cat: this is the best firesign review i've ever found MDESTINY: THey all come back an inch longer Mudhead: Theres the Mark Time float shoes for the dead: what is state marching? lily: we all float Mudhead: Panorama Land 2000 Tribute ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Govslugwell - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Principalpoop: deja vu, helplessly hoping ||||||||| 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 pinholeF200 disembarks at 9:10 PM. ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:10 PM and late as usual, it's Or live with it, just back from Gig Harbor." Mudhead: Theres the Bozo balloon lily: hoovers nearby ||||||||| Ralph sneaks in around 9:10 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." General Dysfunction: we all float down there Principalpoop: honk honk ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." DJTweeny: Hi Pinhole, OLWI Mudhead: His orange hair almost striking the buildings along the route cat: we're all bozos on this balloon DJTweeny: Hi Ralph lily: that sucked Beet: b> Tweeny! DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Principalpoop: a government tweeny Ralph: hi there howdy how do ya do General Dysfunction:inflatable tweeny? Mudhead: and his oversize shoes dragging on the yellow line along the route shoes for the dead: don't suck the baloons ||||||||| 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 Goldengun13 disembarks at 9:12 PM. Ralph: i prefer to blow them up myself DJTweeny: Hi Beet :) DJTweeny: Hi Goldengun Mudhead: b> Tweenys on the float, selling solid coffee lily: we are outta helium Principalpoop: use argon lily: coffe bricks Or live with it: I said live it! DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give everyone some solid coffee ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone some solid coffee. Mudhead: get this guy on the radio, hes full of hot air EWeston: No more speeking in squeeky voice? cat: this is amazingly prescient for 1973 Goldengun13: Hello, Dear Friends! cat: hi 13 EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Principalpoop: i prefer purient to prescient Mr. Motion: Solid coffee, your grounded now, got the real thing bubbling on the flash! shoes for the dead: no, speaking like a pirate Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln General Dysfunction: hi gg13 Mudhead: almost like the acid trips they took showed them the future Ralph: that is splitting hairs, wouldn't you sayu Principalpoop: like mixing rabbits and oranges lily: you are what you eat EWeston: It ain't easy splittin hares Principalpoop: everything from soup to nuts ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" pinholeF200: What is half of infinity? Is that infinity too? General Dysfunction: orrbitts lily: two ||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!" Ralph: do not see me rabbit Principalpoop: 40, maybe 41 shoes for the dead: no. it's infi MDESTINY: skiffy haha shoes for the dead: or nity Mudhead: not 42 EWeston: Its reaching right to touch your left ear, and getting half way there Principalpoop: or infi Ralph: do you mean half in the arithmetic or logarithmic sense MDESTINY: nice EWeston: Hook the electrods accross it and get hifi pinholeF200: Yes Or live with it: Half infinity is between zero & one, the rest of infinity is between one & infinity. Or somewhere else. lily: bone surfing General Dysfunction: check with newton and copernicus Principalpoop: the mobius band, and that guy with the hand drawing a hand ||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!" Beet: Opinion:? Any piece of infinity is still infiniy. Ralph: My, how time flys EWeston: Half way to infinity is proton size Principalpoop: beet is part of infinity and so he is infinite shoes for the dead: my mobius has ants mraching MDESTINY: all for the static universe.. ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:18 PM and late as usual, it's doublebarker, just back from Baltimore." Beet: Thank you EWeston: Before of after digestion pinholeF200: No wonder I flunked calculus at Morse Science High Mudhead: its not a white hole lily: beet split is be et DJTweeny: Hi barker lily: theraputic marching Beet: et or be eten Or live with it: I'd rather not be et, I think. Ralph: The Future Fair! A fare for all, and no fair to anybody! General Dysfunction: ha EWeston: Ok Lily run that up the flagpole and see who faints shoes for the dead: be or be beaten Principalpoop: i like holes, usually Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing '''Bob''', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... doublebarker: derisively? oh my! Rufus_T_Firetween: Harry Shearer and Wolfman Jack on this recording :) DJTweeny: Hi Bob Principalpoop: goodness lily: just don't lock your knees Ralph: oooh thanks for the link Rufus, but DON'T click it just now EWeston: Gary Owens too General Dysfunction: oh laugh in DJTweeny: the cast list is in the liner notes (see above link) doublebarker: I've listened to Mark Time countless times. Which character was Harry Shearer? shoes for the dead: but someone might steal them Or live with it: From Laugh In? Cool... cat: the years in your ears ''Bob'':Hi Tweeny! DJTweeny: >>doublebarker: I've listened to Mark Time countless times. Which character was Harry Shearer << The Years In Your Ears doublebarker: Years in your ears was prophetic is some parts. Principalpoop: a whole new meaning to oral satisfaction EWeston: I'll always remember one of his punch lines from LN :That's a fine howdo you do! doublebarker: He was bill houseafire? Mr. Motion: Wasn't that something? Mudhead: Stop shaking me! pinholeF200: How about an oral history of sex Principalpoop: How does time fly? General Dysfunction: with a wing and a prayer lily: on fairy wings DJTweeny: Yes, barker cat: harry's still on fire EWeston: Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banna Beet: by the seat of its pants Principalpoop: music circuit IN doublebarker: Fruit flies like a banana. shoes for the dead: time flys like an arrow, fruit flys like a bananna ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" pinholeF200: But we won't weigh 'em Principalpoop: no more calls we have a winner shoes for the dead: damn echo! ||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni sashays in at 9:23 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. cat: so do chimps. cigars too. ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Nabby', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:23 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... EWeston: There but for a missspelling DJTweeny: Hi Don DJTweeny: Hi Nabby doublebarker: Thank you Tweeny General Dysfunction: memory test! EWeston: Nabberon cat: groucho seems almost simian in some roles Principalpoop: memory test nabby DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u lily: issue this shoes for the dead: hey Nabby Beet: Hi Nab Don G. O'Vanni: Hi there Everyone. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln EWeston: Hey Don, still proud? lily: use your scars for good Mr. Motion: Rufus T where can I get Lawyers Hospital? Nabby:Hi Tweeny shoes EW ppoop Beet & all DJTweeny: Out Of Print, pretty sure :/ Lemme check Don G. O'Vanni: Yes I still represent the Musical Heritage Surplus Club of HK. BigDave: laugh dot com should have it Principalpoop: i don't have any scars, but i can give yah a cigarette Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?category=all doublebarker: lol poop shoes for the dead: no chew? Nabby: Love Ossman's HTF but I can't stay -- late meeting tonight Principalpoop: all the hits, all the time Mr. Motion: Nope I have everything there. EWeston: I saw the piece once, It was memerable Nabby: So take care all & be groovy! lily: thanks for the funny cig poop Nabby: whoops away! Principalpoop: that joke is so old, it has whiskers on it EWeston: By Nabby ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" cat: if time is a loop, you can visit us anytime, nabby Rufus_T_Firetween:https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=lh - yes, you'll have to check Amazon and eBay to find a copy General Dysfunction: by nabby Don G. O'Vanni: P! E! P-E-P! Principalpoop: ok nabby Mudhead: ciao Nabby Beet: We like drop-ins too MDESTINY: thank you rufus General Dysfunction: failure failure ||||||||| Catherwood leads kuvin in through the front door at 9:27 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Rufus_T_Firetween: yw :) DJTweeny: Hi kuvin lily: I'd be your sherpa Principalpoop: cruising down the river kuvin: hullo pinholeF200: Can we emit time from the loop pool? Goldengun13: By a great Aye-Talian composer! EWeston: That sherpa was never meant to be a sailor Mudhead: yeah, thats Shearer DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Don G. O'Vanni: He's dead now but lives on... Mudhead: Harry? pinholeF200: Shearer was in the pilot for Leave It to Beaver General Dysfunction: the 50's, and there was einstein winding down EWeston: But if you were to ask for them they'd think you were crasy lily: on the broccoli network Goldengun13: Glorious stereo hi-fi! cat: quite a career, pin shoes for the dead: too jung to be a j.d. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln lily: got it set to 11 Don G. O'Vanni: I didn't know there were any leafheads left in the world. doublebarker: Just for fun..Doublebarker's first name is Dexter. I based him loosely on Ralph Spoilsport. "Doublebarker Dodge Plymouth and Subaru with outlets in Dumfries, Dale City and Woodbridge." Principalpoop: the silver 70s EWeston: That jung has been seen too close to too many necks Beet: is it possible to be too Jung? MDESTINY: David Ossman's 1973 "hi-fi sci-fi" adventure How Time Flys is set in the world of 1999. Mark Time, interstellar traveler, returns to Earth after a 20-year journey, with some compelling holographic video. Expecting a hero's welcome, he finds he's been all but forgotten and battles to protect his video from sinister forces. Meanwhile, a pesky black hole threatens to mangle time and tide. Among the voice talent featured on this album are fellow Firesign members Phil Proctor and Peter Bergman. Rufus_T_Firetween: Harry Shearer - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Shearer pinholeF200: Beet-only if you reverse your birth... EWeston: Anything past fertilized egg works for me Beet: been trying Rufus_T_Firetween: No one can replace Bergman, but if they need a 4th for a project, Harry would be my recommendation ||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store." Principalpoop: the naked 90s EWeston: The ultimate self help regreme? lily: thye don't dye for that shoes for the dead: sunkorunsenyen cat: hes harry would work splendidly with them. doublebarker: With a flat top and his choice of newspapers! pinholeF200: Bad prediction on the infernal combustion engine cat: yes Don G. O'Vanni: Aw, reet, doublebarker! Principalpoop: just a little early pin, they ware working on it Ralph: Loosner's Castor Oil Flakes Goldengun13: Too bad we couldn't just replace it with the push-over! ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Don G. O'Vanni: For the smile of beauty. ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:32 PM, dragging Elayne by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" pinholeF200: Shearer years before Derek Smalls Elayne: evenin' all! EWeston: The all weather breakfest cat: Hi El Principalpoop: hey E Or live with it: It goes in, it must come out. DJTweeny: Hey E Ralph: ain't that the honest truth Bill Mudhead: Hiya E Beet: Hi E shoes for the dead: hi El Goldengun13: It cleans the whole system! Principalpoop: old school, work it out with a pencil General Dysfunction: howdy E EWeston: Hey Elayne yowza Mudhead: Didnt see ya at the fireworks this year Elayne Don G. O'Vanni: So, who AM us anyway? I'm new here... lily: curfew strained Ralph: that's a deviant to Fudd's Law DJTweeny: Hello to all the first-timers here, we hope you can join us every week :) Elayne: Ah, my favorite "solo" album... ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" doublebarker: Ersatz Bros.----the REAL one.(Look for the can in the plain brown can.) Principalpoop: ok don, come on in, take off your skin, and rattle around in your bones Elayne: Good choice, Tween! Ralph: Welcome Don! cat: mine too, el EWeston: allrightsremoved ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" DJTweeny: ** If you want to know where your fellow chatters live, ask Nino The Mindboggler by clicking on the link at the bottom of the page. lily: H2O sac General Dysfunction: ah heere ya are MDESTINY: stereo was always good in these recordings... lily: smell yer end Don G. O'Vanni: I know if I lived here, I'd be home by now, but this is all so strange... Principalpoop: decontaminate yourself please DJTweeny: Just happened to be the next one in the release list, E, but one of my very favorites shoes for the dead: not really, but close enough ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Beet: I must say I really appreciate the consistency and creativity of this one. cudos to D.O. doublebarker: Gotta go now. Yippee tie one onnnnnn! ||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!" General Dysfunction: go right in there DJTweeny: heck yeah, Beet Principalpoop: woof woof barker EWeston: OOOWWwww DJTweeny: especially after Not Insane lol Lil: I got lost again ||||||||| doublebarker leaves at 9:36 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..." Elayne: Bye double-B cat: bark2 EWeston: When the going gets lost, the lost turn tracker pinholeF200: Why, this is a bag of S***! lily: watch your zip line Don G. O'Vanni: But it's really great S***... Or live with it: But it's really goo s*&t Principalpoop: Whats my line? ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:37 PM, dragging late by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" Lil: No nose is good nose unless it's P'nisnose EWeston: Yhey're running ads on them now Goldengun13: Draws a double-barreled shotgun from her double-barreled halter top. DJTweeny: Hi late shoes for the dead: hey late cat: late Or live with it: So, are you going out to the big hole after? Principalpoop: no, put down that pickle Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln cat: any news, el? lily: oh the humanity late: howdy citizens EWeston: Eat flaming death facist media pigs, I can get behind that pinholeF200: I don't think he cat: is dex out of town these days? Principalpoop: you are late, evidently pinholeF200: I din' 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 Goldengun13: Eat facist death, flaming media pigs. :) DJTweeny: lol EWeston: I doud DJTweeny: must be, cat pinholeF200: Typing impairment-I don't think he's human ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| kuvin - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Nabby - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... shoes for the dead: eat flaming media fascist death pigs Principalpoop: AI bigots already? geesh EWeston: And its a moment of high ratings lily: get your wits about you you look like rubber Goldengun13: What a piece of asphalt! Principalpoop: there is always something new, every day EWeston: And a mirror pinholeF200: Panoramaland built on reclaimed nuclear waste dump Don G. O'Vanni: Following the rubber line to my seat... DJTweeny: One of these days, I'm going to slow down those speedy machine voices and see what they're saying Beet: Sounds just like Nixon Elayne: Might sound like Nixon, Beet, but the President in '95 was named William... shoes for the dead: nick exxon EWeston: And sitting down on my own stool lily: rub her' DJTweeny: I'm sure that's what Austin was going for, Beet ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Liver', just granted probation at 9:42 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Principalpoop: ouch lily: cigar DJTweeny: Hi Liver cat: he was president then shoes for the dead: frank you! pinholeF200: Jay or Dick? Beet: Gazatchorn, yes Liver: howdy...did I miss mulch? EWeston: Gesatchorn a name that yodels DJTweeny: exactly, cat DJTweeny: only 1/2 the album, Liver ;) Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln ||||||||| Bunnyboy steps in at 9:43 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. pinholeF200: Freddy Burns, son of R.F. Principalpoop: hip hop bunny Bunnyboy: Homina homina homina DJTweeny: Hey Bunny Bunnyboy: hiya Liver: story of me life DJT cat: do you remember, your president nixon? cat: Hi Bun Beet: Jumpin' Bunny EWeston: Bun not hot and crossed lily: not the crook DJTweeny: I'm thinking of posting an archive of these shows so people can go back and listen if they like Don G. O'Vanni: Hello *Uh, Clem* Elayne: Evenin Don! Bunnyboy: Yeah, don't cross me, see? ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." cat: can you do that, tween? Goldengun13: Well he's no fun, he fell right over! Liver: I'm kinda slow in real life and this is just.....oops someone's at the door! Principalpoop: you durty raaat, seee DJTweeny: I think I can do it on archive.org, cat Liver: Oh, never mind. It was just me. Bunnyboy: You'll be B.A., and I'll be B.O.A. Principalpoop: judy judy judy cat: oh i see lily: ironland Bunnyboy: (Bunny Outta Ammo). shoes for the dead: Mr. Cross C. Me? EWeston: A crossed bunny is the worst kind pinholeF200: And the biggest birthday cake in the world.... DJTweeny: I would of course get permission first cat: indeed lily: really DJTweeny: I believe it was Merlyn who suggested it cat: aha DJTweeny: he or Doc Liver: My last post seems to have been ignored by ... DJTweeny: SIDE TWO lily: ohhh cat: they are both inner circle EWeston: Concrete posts are the best Lil: hot cross buns are good though shoes for the dead: of the mobius record....... lily: I was naked once cat: multiple conversations are going here, just like in firesign, liver Bunnyboy: Richard Paul was wunnerful. DJTweeny: I had inquired about doing it on the FST site, but apparently not enough room for something like that Goldengun13: Shine On Harvest Moon playing in the background. :) EWeston: Did you keep you eyes closed? MDESTINY: Consumer Instruction Section Principalpoop: yes they are not Liver: carp! I really need to be otherwise. later firefriends!! Bunnyboy: Pull a thread, and hang on. Or live with it: I think we all broke the president. DJTweeny: Easy enough for me to put up a link page from my own web site cat: i can see that, tween DJTweeny: As I do for my Sunday shows lily: ew which eyes Principalpoop: organ departing, beep beep Don G. O'Vanni: Good night, all. Exit left to Funway...
Bunnyboy blocks pierblock. ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" Principalpoop: ciao don Elayne: "Energy is power, and power is everybody's business..." DJTweeny: Come back, Don :) EWeston: Not the one in the back of your head? cat: the hiroshima carp, better baseball team than meal Bunnyboy: Hand me the cement overshoes, Catherwood. ||||||||| Catherwood gives Bunnyboy the cement overshoes. DJTweeny: lol cat cat: it should be el. Or live with it: Me too. I have to report to the hospitality shelter in this area... lily: ew dick van dyke cat: the lads have often said that's the message they want to convey. we should all take power Principalpoop: richard van lesbian DJTweeny: Please join us again, OLWI :) Principalpoop: power to the people, right on cat: or more accuratelyl, not allow it to be taken from us. DJTweeny: indeed, cat Or live with it: will do, DJ! cat: their total work can be seen as a handbook on how to do that pinholeF200: Is the Zeppelin Tube available as military surplus? MDESTINY: haha lily: we drones ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:50 PM and late as usual, it's NancyKat, just back from Hellmouth." EWeston: And keep you fingers off my dike Elayne: Well, easy to say if you have no power. But don't forget that most people would rather protect the possibility of being rich than face the reality of being poor. (That's from 1776.) cat: not since Tesla died, pin DJTweeny: Hi NancyKat cat: hi fellow cat Principalpoop: unless those people are the nazi of course ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" NancyKat:Hey Tweeny and cat... cat: sounds like tom paine, el. DJTweeny: What is 1776, Elayne? NancyKat: I am...here...I fink... Elayne: It's a movie, Tween. EWeston: Yah Nancy yer clear on my vide Principalpoop: r a t f i n k lily: Well hello NSA person Elayne: Cat, that's my favorite quote from the movie. cat: you dont think firesign have been trying to empower everyone since they first started, el? Mudhead: theatrical production shoes for the dead: if you think you are here, you must be noplace at all ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." EWeston: I'm the best at what I do, its so bad Elayne: Not really, Cat. NancyKat: Fangs, EW...Principal...YES! Elayne: I think they've been trying to cleverly entertian (and have succeeded), but no, not empowering. cat: oh, how can you be... Principalpoop: i don't think they trusted the people either... NancyKat: Eviscerate the Bourgoise... cat: that's what i got from first listening to their 2nd radio show in april, 67. pure empowerment ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" lily: peep hole the people EWeston: Trim the hedge funds NancyKat: bougie bougie... cat: at some point most of us here have felt that Elayne: "Circus? You should have seen the circus..." Heh shoes for the dead: necessary circus NancyKat: EW...my BFF and i were just discussing trimming hedges... Elayne: Not me, Cat. But maybe it's the double-x chromosome getting in the way. lily: Yasss Mam Principalpoop: all news all the time, something new all the time EWeston: Synchronostiy stwikes, again! lily: but no good news today Beet: It's all entertainment NancyKat: Ohh, can i strike Serendipity too, EW? cat: did i ever send you a cd of you on the radio, el? pinholeF200: I feel more like I do now than I did before Principalpoop: #hashtag NancyKat: no newts is gut newts... shoes for the dead: before what? cat: you had forgotten the show but i'm using it in one of mine Elayne: I think so, Cat EWeston: They exposed folks to new ways of thinking, that enpowerment what ever the intent ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Mr. Motion - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... lily: poop lol cat: where's alan gross? Principalpoop: when he is getting out of the shower? Elayne: I know Cat, he loved the blimp bit shoes for the dead: never had a hashtag, bur I saw a hash stamp once cat: cant hear it without thinking of him NancyKat: Principal-wouldn't that be getting in the shower? Beet: hash pipe Elayne: I remember hash, but that's from before it came with tags. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “HOW TIME FLYS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=ni-ln ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" Principalpoop: oops, yes EWeston: Sure use this euphimism Ralph: wonders how many Colbert fans we have here lily: golden Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?category=all Liver: hash pipe? Rufus_T_Firetween: Cool that Colbert is taking over for Letterman next year Mudhead: Im one ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." lily: oil pinholeF200: What's a euphemism for euphemism? Liver: Sorry. Did I say that out loud?? Principalpoop: I am part of the nation, and proud of it, i think Beet: Me too EWeston: Fred ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" lily: colbert is news Rufus_T_Firetween: Good question, pinhole cat: depends on his writers though NancyKat: Ralph-I prefer Stewart...something about colbert...bothers me..I know not what... Ralph: (y) Principalpoop: I like both, does that make me bi? Elayne: Need to go. My cat won't shut up. Sorry. Rufus_T_Firetween: heheh ||||||||| Elayne departs at 9:58 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Ralph: he is America, and so can I lily: oliver too ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Beet: He is intentionally phoney Rufus_T_Firetween: Later E, be well... Principalpoop: poor kitty, cya E NancyKat: principal...mebbe... cat: like granpa simpsons said, i like colbert because i don't get the joke cat: bye el EWeston: So long till next time agaimElayne Principalpoop: but chappell also, I am poly something or other Beet: See you next time, E lily: byr el Beet: The Wolfman shoes for the dead: Wolfman! MDESTINY: Thank you , gota get goin twaz wonderful! :) EWeston: Chapped at either enf eh? ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Principalpoop: Jack lily: my toes are on fire cat: maybe chappelle just ran out of things to say NancyKat: Beet/Shoes..GOOD I thought I was hallucimanating... Mudhead: up here, where the air is rare cat: it happened to stan freburg Liver: i'm sliding sideways uncontrollably late: farm out, baby Ralph: ice ice lily DJTweeny: "The lack of comprehension..." "I can dig it!" lol ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. EWeston: Don't waste a good halucination lily: dog afraid of t storms Beet: are you hallocimanating? Ralph: it's the end of the world all over again! pinholeF200: Not the craw, the CRAW Beet: Congratulations lily: no but shes dreaming ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" General Dysfunction: where the wind is heavy EWeston: Only during the mating season NancyKat: EW-and i don't even have to be on anything to have onelol... Principalpoop: out there, where the wind is heavy shoes for the dead: now you've woken up the NSA guy Liver: I can't possibly answer anything at this delay lag
DJTweeny / DJTweeny: :/ lily: I already said HIGH Principalpoop: yes you did say hash pipe out loud NancyKat: lily-No, mt dreams are WAY weirder than this... ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." pinholeF200: This is Walter, This is Walter Liver: oh help General Dysfunction: my biloculars cat: you are in a black hole, liver? Ralph: boneoculars EWeston: Where am I Walter! DJTweeny: The 128k shouldn't have too much lag Liver: i may be in a black liver, hole lily: Nancy kat it the heat f the dream General Dysfunction: oh my dreamloops Liver: I can't tell!! :-(( EWeston: Bile glands gots eyeballs! pinholeF200: Under tons of loose cronkite Principalpoop: look at the aliens humping the empire state building Ralph: aliens humping the Empire State building again shoes for the dead: you are AOK ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Liver: whew! cat: entire state building DJTweeny: Entire, they say ;) Liver: I appear to be OK DJTweeny: yeah late: damned black hole DJTweeny: there's a diffrence lily: its the only way to the top NancyKat: Lily...lol....hacktually, it's cooled down here in ol' Chi town...but i bet it won't last the weekend... Principalpoop: the end of the world, but it starts all over, gosh Ralph: my, how time flys EWeston: Get that cronkite under conttrol darn it Liver: thank gold! Beet: So is a black hole a space trip? cat: one of their most satisfying works, for me. Liver: gnite shoes for the dead: what is the state building? lily: NC storms and trains lol Principalpoop: lets head out to the lobby EWeston: A trip through the laws of existence cat: maybe because it's stronger narrative than much of their work. you can actually follow mark Liver: I'm back! ''Bob'': and you're beautiful lily: rat fartz EWeston: I'm fronting shoes for the dead: i'm up front Principalpoop: too many sound effects, or not enough, I am hard to please EWeston: Get down! Liver: I have the original BBOP ans I must needs the latest & the gratest! lily: get back up again pinholeF200: Stereo? I'm beside myself. I'm schizophrenic, and so am I shoes for the dead: sorry, streatching my legs Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv EWeston: You got that exersize book too Lily? Principalpoop: I never talk to myself, yes you do, no, stop it, you stop it, enough all of you EWeston: Look out he's got a gum! lily: preston go you chicken fat lol late: reality... Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?books pinholeF200: Dave. Stop Dave. General Dysfunction: a fact or mirage Principalpoop: put jello on the kitchen floor and light the couch on fire pinholeF200: Will you stop, Dave? NancyKat: EW..everybody run...the radio jockeys got a gun! EWeston: Try it in double time Beet: Love Pete General Dysfunction: god bless ya bergman Principalpoop: What are you doing, Dave? NancyKat: Principal...chicken heart... cat: it waa delightful to see him so optimistic in his last years lily: gum grave yard Principalpoop: no, I just smoke too much ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “MARK TIME XM RADIO BROADCASTS” - 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 >> Free Downloads!! at https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/xmradio/marktime.html **' Liver: I spoke too much too EWeston: Baaboom, baboom, baboom lily: I don't smoke enough still too real Principalpoop: time warp 2 ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" General Dysfunction: me speaks without thinking Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN XM RADIO PERFORMANCES - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/xmradio/ lily: baboon cat: lost lakes of lithium Principalpoop: yeah well ah general ahh EWeston: No its the chicken heart NancyKat: General-i think without speaking shoes for the dead: Nasi goreng cat: austin writes the prettiest phrases Bunnyboy: Wandered. Wassup? Principalpoop: mark time Bunnyboy: WassReal? shoes for the dead: pass on pellets EWeston: The world ended, as we know it Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Return to Planet X ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." NancyKat: EW- And you feel fine? ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Goldengun13 - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Or live with it - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| MDESTINY - dead from the yaws ||||||||| BigDave - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Lil - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... lily: that was quite General Dysfunction: and this new werld, what to do ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." shoes for the dead: and there was nekkid dancing ladies DJTweeny: dropping like Flys EWeston: I don't know who to send holiday cards to anymore lily: Im in Principalpoop: dripping like claps lily: drip drip drip like the drop drop drop EWeston: Spelling like knats Principalpoop: hehe he said nekkid hehe lily: turn your organ up General Dysfunction: clang clang clang went the trolley ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" cat: beat the pants off a boomer Principalpoop: my nipples don't work EWeston: How bout G7? Beet: I like it when they crack up ||||||||| Catherwood leads Mark in through the front door at 10:12 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. General Dysfunction: what exactly is they not doing shoes for the dead: don't pay them then cat: mark mark mark DJTweeny: Hi Mark ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:12 PM and late as usual, it's cynic, just back from Funfun Town." Principalpoop: everything, they don't do anything anymore DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm Eastern Mark: hello Mark DJTweeny: Hi cynic EWeston: bet he's not a real cynic Principalpoop: i will take that bet Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Sandspin City General Dysfunction: they are tired and disenchanted cat: one dog, 2 cats cynic: I knew you'd think that. shoes for the dead: what did they used to do? Mark: Signs of life ...Green Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN XM RADIO PERFORMANCES - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/xmradio/ ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" EWeston: Curses crushed again NancyKat: cymric cynic... Principalpoop: enough about my nipples, grow up hehe shoes for the dead: can you get re-training? Rufus_T_Firetween: Missed the album unfortunately, Mark :/ pinholeF200: cyrillic Bunnyboy: Sounds more like Mark VII, with them drums. lily: think milk ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Stlouielou close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 10:14 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary. cynic: dang.. missed it DJTweeny: Hi louie Stlouielou: Howy doody everyone! lily: no I will not grow up no no non no no cat: a cat a NancyKat and a doglike person. General Dysfunction: easily sidelined cat: hey st lou Mark: yes I did. damn.I always forget till friday about this place Bunnyboy: Salud, StLou EWeston: Hey Louie Principalpoop: cruising down the st louis river DJTweeny: A little late for the album. We're listening to the XM Radio Mark Time series cat: and a Bunny too NancyKat: 'ellouie... Beet: louie late! Bunnyboy: On a Bellville afternoon... Stlouielou: yeah late here too 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 Bunnyboy: oops. Belleville. Stlouielou: been a couple weeks since I've been in...been bussy shoes for the dead: salute that booger General Dysfunction: im derncertain Bunnyboy: #ShameSpiral Principalpoop: you missed the end of the world, you can catch it next time Rufus_T_Firetween: Mark, if you LIKE Firesign on facebook, you'll get show announcements Stlouielou: lol bunny what do you know of bellville? ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" cat: i have friends from Bellville, Ontario lily: don't pic it General Dysfunction: el petrol pinholeF200: Why doesn't the water in the oceans fall off the South Pole? Bunnyboy: My wife Bunnette's hometown. ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" Mark: I get the updates. Just never remember till a day later. I blame BigBrother EWeston: My nipples explod with delite, sorry Pooper Stlouielou: I think he meeans Bellville Hellinois Beet: Jewish writers shoes for the dead: it's frozen down there Principalpoop: oh gasoline, bend over and roll up your arm, do you want regular or premium? NancyKat: Eels...hovercraft... EWeston: I'm usually on Kero Principalpoop: exploding nipples, must be a lot of fun at parties lily: stairway to no where ||||||||| Catherwood escorts b1ueskyz inside, makes a note of the time (10:17 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. DJTweeny: It's the chip they put in your Mr. Coffee, Mark NancyKat: Pyramid ever widening hole... Stlouielou: no kiddin' ...I used to hang over there in the 70's DJTweeny: Hi blueskyz :) shoes for the dead: i didden't know you were a user, EW Beet: how many times can a nipple explode? EWeston: Close dancing can have new delites General Dysfunction: all of a sudden Stlouielou: Bellville west girls///they will get ya cat: hi new folks Principalpoop: if the stores are all closed, she is sure she can get what she wants with a word cynic: they never come into the hills Stlouielou:Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Geomancer at the Garden Gate lily: ask a cow EWeston: How many can your stem cells deal with? Principalpoop: reloading must be thrilling too Stlouielou: not new tardy a few weeks Beet: a shipload of aliens pinholeF200: Shadow taller than our soles Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN XM RADIO PERFORMANCES - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/xmradio/ Stlouielou: right on Rufus EWeston: Give me gas General Dysfunction: gilla glands Principalpoop: dog wants out, brb Stlouielou: glad the audio is back up...a few weeks ago I couldn't get none shoes for the dead: best plated lands EWeston: Dam too late again Stlouielou: me to ewst ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" General Dysfunction: dog going to the store? Stlouielou: better late than never EWeston: With the debit card ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" lily: slate floors Bunnyboy: Oh! My dogs, they're callin' me. Cha, yez! General Dysfunction: making long distance phone calls too shoes for the dead: the Call to Fear! EWeston: Where were they buried? cat: wag wag, bun shoes for the dead: roll up your arms ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:21 PM, dragging SqueezeTheWheeze by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" ||||||||| Bunnyboy is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:22 PM. NancyKat: Wogglebug...te... EWeston: And farm out lily: nope catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to lily and mumbles "My ears are burning..." Stlouielou: bundersnatch lily: pigglety wigglelty EWeston: Unga bunga boo Timeghost: It's been almost fun, but I gotta go. Next time, all. General Dysfunction: higgelty piggelty EWeston: Time out? lily: hey aanie naie and a hot cha cha NancyKat: scotch egg... pinholeF200: By ghost EWeston: No true scotch egg cynic: I'm off to check out Mark Time. and try again next week. See yas, same bozo time, same bozo channel! cat: by time Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" Revolt of the Robot shoes for the dead: timetimetime ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Liver - dead from The Plague ||||||||| dude - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Stlouielou: AMF cynic EWeston: Bye yer cynicness lily: too tired asta next week thanks all Principalpoop: the law of the phobia, back General Dysfunction: the law of the phobia NancyKat: Chipped nose uplifted thusly... General Dysfunction: there Principalpoop: night lily shoes for the dead: laptapdancing General Dysfunction: there's an echo in here pinholeF200: C Ya lily Beet: SYNW lily ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." NancyKat: BB lily... Stlouielou: hey Nino has me in Chicago...closer than the nomal florida EWeston: Phobiatia be mine NancyKat: echoecho... cat: lily pinholeF200: All hands on deck Principalpoop: what happened to all the little doggies? Stlouielou: lilly lily: chow EWeston: Now stand on your hands! shoes for the dead: I can't get a long litle doggie... Ralph: i can't listen to this again..... Principalpoop: palm up or down? Beet: Ayatollah Falwell EWeston: Their now manning the nieghborhood SAM site NancyKat: Baha men let them out? General Dysfunction: downward up dog shoes for the dead: I can'e even get one that's small Stlouielou: hey ya shoes Principalpoop: are the skies cloudy all day? Stlouielou: hip hops happing shoes for the dead: hey Lou Principalpoop: hupp hupp General Dysfunction: call my frickin help line EWeston: Those discuraging words keep flying out of range Principalpoop: oh no, radio prison NancyKat: I must needs flea...dear my friends....child needs wrangling... Ralph: later gators DJTweeny: best of luck Nancy Principalpoop: ok mom, and more sugar Stlouielou: had a buffer glitch...seems I'm a tad behind cat: by nancy Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" The Time Pirates [part 1] Ralph: so long, and thanks for the fish EWeston: Wrangle on Nancy pinholeF200: The rest is silence Principalpoop: thank wanda Stlouielou: later Kat NancyKat: Fangs, Tweeny, cat, Ew... Rufus_T_Firetween: There are glitches on the playback of these files, I'm not sure why Mudhead: Im about out of it, gnight all shoes for the dead: by Nancy ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:31 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mudhead by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Stlouielou: only a minute or so General Dysfunction: its those protractors Principalpoop: ok muddy, save the whales EWeston: Dry out man Cheers Beet: Seem OK to me, Tween Rufus_T_Firetween: at the beginning of every file, there's a skip Stlouielou: yeah its me Principalpoop: i missed the glitch too, must be a glitch Rufus_T_Firetween: but it's not too bad Stlouielou: i see protractor than I hear protractors shoes for the dead: written out Principalpoop: who is anti tractors? General Dysfunction: listing...no longer yar shoes for the dead: thats auntie Tractors Principalpoop: space pirates, oh nooo EWeston: Married Gump Tractors? ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" shoes for the dead: were Beet farmers Stlouielou: rod's a flyin Principalpoop: how do you make antifreeze? hide her woolen nightie, hah General Dysfunction: actually had never heard that Principalpoop: is that gump tractors of the duluth tractors? Principalpoop: later roscoe shoes for the dead: yes, they were both detractors EWeston: No the Buko Tractors, who ended up on both wrong sides in the war General Dysfunction: my forepaws Principalpoop: ok hind foot EWeston: My four pause Stlouielou: nothing runs like a deer General Dysfunction: never rent a time machine by the hour cat: nothing walks like a wok EWeston: Nothing jumps like a Jackalope Principalpoop: robin williams was distracting cat: lol gen. DJTweeny: always 'on' shoes for the dead: wokin the dog...... Principalpoop: no annoying DJTweeny: I've see Robin drive talk show hosts to distraction DJTweeny: just his persoanlity EWeston: He keeps rolling up Principalpoop: like hawkeye on speed Rufus_T_Firetween: This is: "Mark Time!" [part 2] The Time Pirates Stlouielou: I balme his hairyness...very distracting DJTweeny: Good comparison, P ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" shoes for the dead: time mister? cat: did you see the interview with kesey someone posted on facebook a few days ago, tween? had a lot to say about robin williams vs jonathan winters, lord buckly and neal cassady Principalpoop: what flavor mist is that? EWeston: Puce ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Ralph - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| pinholeF200 - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Timeghost - dead from measles ||||||||| lily - dead from the common cold ||||||||| NancyKat - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Mark - dead from measles ||||||||| cynic - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| b1ueskyz - dead from the yaws ||||||||| SqueezeTheWheeze - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Principalpoop: lordy General Dysfunction: goodness cat: "hawkeye" is based on groucho marx and highly resonant of the syd caesar show larry galbert was writing for a couple od decades prior to mash EWeston: They're...they're dead! shoes for the dead: the obits EWeston: Do orbits have obits? cat: only bits shoes for the dead: only for dead planets General Dysfunction: sounds exactly right cat ||||||||| 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 live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and listen to my show archives at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow' EWeston: No bites? that's unheard of! Principalpoop: the show of shows, wow cat: that was deduced rather than studied, gen. General Dysfunction: ahr shoes for the dead: Capt. Hand EWeston: Awr cat: comedians have been influenceing other comedians as long as there has been laughter Principalpoop: i say Pluto is still a planet, Period ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" General Dysfunction: deduced correctly me thinks EWeston: But that puts him in a higher tax bracket Principalpoop: chaucer is hilarious Beet: But is Pluto still a dog? ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Stlouielou: never rent one by the hour Principalpoop: Then what is goofy? cat: an hour of dog is better than an hour with the hair of a dog Stlouielou: one wears pant the other doesn't EWeston: An autrological shign Principalpoop: I saw that cat: normal leg pete here shoes for the dead: depends on your sense of humor, Poop EWeston: Didn't go blind? Principalpoop: apple cider is all over the place now cat, lots of different kinds cat: 1630? no, the reagan administration shoes for the dead:Thanks Tween!!! cat: yes you yanks have gotten into it. great stuff General Dysfunction: thank you thank you thank you tweeny!!! Principalpoop: you are the only one I knew who drank it, but apparently lots do... Beet: This went really fast. See everybody next week. Thanks Tween. Stlouielou:awesome tweeny cat: we're getting some us cidres here now. one i like is angry orchard ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:46 PM, dragging b1ueskyz by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" Principalpoop: it was fast, thanks tweeny cat: thanks again, tween shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it! Stlouielou: I hate "folks"...lol EWeston: Good time Tweeny Next subjective weak all cat: you prefer insects? DJTweeny: sorry, folks DJTweeny: lol Stlouielou: Si~ DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... Principalpoop: folk me? nooo folk you Stlouielou: AMF as we used to say in old mexico city General Dysfunction: next week all, good time as always Principalpoop: arivaduchi cat: see everyone next week Principalpoop: have a super week all, 10-4, over and out ||||||||| Principalpoop leaves to catch the 10:48 PM train to Elmertown. ||||||||| "10:49 PM? I'm late!" exclaims General Dysfunction, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. DJTweeny: Until last time, again... ||||||||| Around 10:51 PM, DJTweeny walks off into the sunset... ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween departs at 10:51 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Beet - dead from measles ||||||||| EWeston - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from jaundice ||||||||| late - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| 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. ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| cat - dead from The Plague ||||||||| cat 2 - dead from The Plague ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Stlouielou - dead from the yaws ||||||||| b1ueskyz - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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:
Beet
BigDave
''Bob''
Bunnyboy
cat
cynic
DJTweeny
Don G. O'Vanni
doublebarker
dude
Elayne
EWeston
General Dysfunction
Goldengun13
Govslugwell
kuvin
late
Lil
lily
Liver
Mark
MDESTINY
Mr. Motion
Mudhead
Nabby
NancyKat
Or live with it
pinholeF200
Principalpoop
Ralph
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Stlouielou
Timeghost
