||||||||| 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 September 18, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:01 PM and DJTweeny sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET **' ||||||||| 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) **' ||||||||| Ralph steals in around 8:33 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident." DJTweeny: Hi Ralph ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween enters at 8:33 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn. Ralph: hi Tween Ralph: am I just in time to try out the new model government? DJTweeny: you'll need some glue Ralph: (sniff sniff) ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Balloonatic', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:36 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Ralph: Nancy Haber? DJTweeny: Hi Balloon DJTweeny: first time here? ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - FRANK ZAPPA - 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) **' Balloonatic: yes, and enjoing it already Ralph: it gets worse DJTweeny: lol DJTweeny: we do this every Thursday evening :) Ralph: it's an overnite sensation DJTweeny: 'tis indeed ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Ah Clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:42 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:42 PM and late sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi clem DJTweeny: Hi late ||||||||| 8:42 PM: lily jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Ah Clem: Yo Tweeny DJTweeny: Hi lily lily: good nobbin all Ralph: Lily..................... late: howdy - get enough rain yet? lily: Hi Tween and thanks and thanks DJTweeny: :) lily: weeeeeee DJTweeny: pretty wild stuff late: that one episode where frank zappa guests on mr. roger's neighborhood... DJTweeny: SNL? ||||||||| Outside, the 8:48 PM crosstown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Bill Dang coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hi Bill Bill Dang: Ah, the sweet smell of diesel fumes. late: (sorry, old robin william's joke) Bill Dang: Got any peyote? late: but, y, they prob. did that on snl... DJTweeny: Yeah, I remember the Williams skit where he parodies Mr. Rogers. Really funny Ralph: i am the slime DJTweeny: If you say so ;) lily: slime in the limelight Ralph: oozing out of your TV set ||||||||| 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 EWeston plummets into the garden at 8:51 PM. DJTweeny: "Let's put mister hamster in the microwave..... Pop goes the weasel" ||||||||| 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 InTheWood gets out at 8:51 PM. DJTweeny: Hi EW, Wood ||||||||| Outside, the 8:52 PM crosstown bus from British Columbia pulls away, leaving Cat coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hey Cat InTheWood: Perfect pre-show. lily: don't open that just throw it away EWeston: Hay Tweeney, hullabalutions all. late: yes, reality what a concept - "look, you've got a little balloon now" Cat: coughing. that sounds like me. DJTweeny: Thanks, Wood :) DJTweeny: you not feeling so well, Cat? late: damn, we will will miss mr williams humor Cat: no, i feel fine tonight. but i do cough a lot. Cat: true enough, late InTheWood: Ooh! You Can't do that on stage... Ralph: movin' to Montana soon ||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze tiptoes in around 8:54 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." Cat: had bronchitis for the past 40 years Bill Dang: furball? InTheWood: whipping floss?... DJTweeny: and speaking of coughing, there's wheeze! ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:55 PM, dragging MacCat by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?" squeeze_the_wheeze: sorry can't can't here DJTweeny: You can't chat from the Mac, Cat? squeeze_the_wheeze: how's tricks this week? DJTweeny: true enough, Wheeze Cat: growing up in smoggy LA and then living in tokyo does that DJTweeny: very tricky EWeston: Hot dental floss! For soaking or reading Cat: i find using 2 computers easier for me, tween DJTweeny: I'll bet, Cat ||||||||| 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: hey, whatever works, just curious Cat: air in tokyo is so bad i had a white suit, which 6 monthes later was a gray suit InTheWood: All those smokers... Ah Clem: Squeezing my wheeze... DJTweeny: I'm not sure I'd want to try to figure out Zappa's music charts DJTweeny: yipes Cat :( squeeze_the_wheeze: many people like to ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:58 PM, then departs. DJTweeny: and the Japanese are such clean freaks Cat: that's when i got the bronchitis. 74, ,living downtown tokyo DJTweeny: Hey Dexter Cat: hi dex Ah Clem: it is enjoyable in a futuristic kind of way EWeston: What did you do with Lex? ||||||||| Catherwood enters with ZookyFogg close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the Aviary. Dexter Fong: Hi Cat. Tweeny,EW,and all Ah Clem: I sure wish Joey would get back with the rat in the box... Cat: are we getting new folks, or just new names for old folks? Cat: it's often hard to tell here DJTweeny: I love the way Zappa had the singer do the yippie shouts in what sounds like actual native american style DJTweeny: Hi Zooky Cat: i think he had to split it with Skinner. Ralph: That's ok, I'm not Joe ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 18, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" EWeston: I maybe Ed ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Mr. Bark Bark', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly. DJTweeny: Hi Bark ZookyFogg: Evening DJ Mr. Bark Bark: Greetings! ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:00 PM and shoes for the dead steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Cat: what is this from, tween? shoes for the dead: Howdy DJTweeny: Hi Shoes EWeston: Pull up a burning steak and make y'selves comfy DJTweeny: This is from All Things Firesign Cat: i really have to listen to that more shoes for the dead: burning stake? EWeston: The carcoal skin makes all the difference lily: witch which Ah Clem: yo Kurty ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and Lil waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| pinholeF200 waltzes in at 9:02 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. shoes for the dead: hey Lil EWeston: We've still got some wearwolves Lil: Hey Shoes, gang pinholeF200: Howdy, Y'all, can't knock it Lil: Late again :-P Dexter Fong: fast Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, greetings, Comrade! Cat: I remember buying this at Tower Records in LA lily: NC State lol Cat: back when there used to be record stores. EWeston: Lil and Lily's here too Ah Clem: Cat I bought mine there too! ZookyFogg: TV is my religion after corn on the cob Lil: I miss record stores Cat: the one on Sunset? Cat: yes lil, they were fun DJTweeny: I miss all the great album art Ah Clem: yup. Near the Chateau Marmont. shoes for the dead: we still have a good used record store here pinholeF200: I miss records-a CD isn't even as big as a 45 shoes for the dead: found a good Wooley Bully for 10 bucks Lil: Yep Tweeny ZookyFogg: I still like my old cylinders. ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” - 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 PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#JUSFLKPFTFTJ **' Lil: There were even holes in the records then shoes for the dead: waxing nostalgic, Zook? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln pinholeF200: I love album art, especially Roger Dean's work. Was disappointed to find out Roger Dean Stadium in Florida was named for a car dealer ZookyFogg: A bit Lil: I got most of my FST albums in the valley EWeston: How is Nostalgic taking it? DJTweeny: Roger Dean work is amazing Cat: hence the joke in How Time Flys, Lil lily: sport sports DJTweeny: he did the sets for Yes concerts as well ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Lil: BRB Lil: Yep Cat DJTweeny: and he should absolutely have a stadium named after him :) pinholeF200: I Photoshopped a picture of Roger Dean Stadium scoreboard to include the other Roger Dean's dragon DJTweeny: Hi Lil, pinhole DJTweeny: haha pinhole, cool pinholeF200: Whassup Tweeny DJTweeny: raining cats and dogs in Austin, may have to put out some food ZookyFogg: I'm wanting for my air piano to arrive shoes for the dead: larger sense of humor ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Balloonatic - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: Phil Austin would appreciate that, tween EWeston: Is it coming by air? shoes for the dead: Flood in Texas, Tween lily: bubble wraped late: i die every night ZookyFogg: imagine a rectangle suspended in front of you EWeston: Is it dopplering? shoes for the dead: ok, what next? ZookyFogg: manipulating small areas of space shoes for the dead: there seems to be one there already EWeston: Dopplering pianos are the worst kind ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:12 PM, dragging Merlyn by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" Bill Dang: Peggy who??? EWeston: The red leaked Cat:http://www.alternet.org/culture/10-words-you-didnt-know-used-be-dirty?akid=12260.128012.R4RcHG&rd=1&src=newsletter1019767&t=20 Dexter Fong: Hi Merlyn Merlyn: heya Cat: Just learned something interesting re Firesign today from that alternet article. pinholeF200: A bunch of Dopplers is a Doppelgang? DJTweeny: Hey Merlyn ||||||||| Nabby sashays in at 9:13 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. shoes for the dead: hey Merlyn Dexter Fong: I've got a stiff one EWeston: Hiya DJTweeny: How many critters does Austin have now, Cat? shoes for the dead: and Nabby DJTweeny: Hi Nabby Cat: Turns out "sex with my hat" in Give Me Immortality actually makes sense. Nabby: Feed me ZookyFogg: harmlessly, of course for the likes of air pianos with tactile exchange Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln Nabby: Hi shoes & Tween Cat: Firesign is always hiding esoterica like that in their albums. EWeston: With, or without, Cat: You can ask him the next time he shows up, Tween. Cat: Hi Merl Nabby: We just commenced on Milt Merlyn: esoterica and erotica Merlyn: hey cat shoes for the dead: double cross talk EWeston: Will he last though DJTweeny: Thought about calling off the show because of the storms, but there hasn't been much lightening, thankfully InTheWood: she smells like gasoline! ZookyFogg: I'm an old dog learning new tricks Nabby: Look it's Bill, Cat, Dex, EW, Rufus, pin, Merl and late Nabby: too EWeston: Can you do an immelman? shoes for the dead: turning new tricks? Dexter Fong: Darling Nabby Nabby: not easily EW lily: oldest trick in the book EWeston: I allways forget with way is down ZookyFogg: holographic projections is one and touch capacity Nabby: it's lily Nabby: and Zooky lily: lol InTheWood: Dadgummit! shoes for the dead: Javanese leg sleeves ZookyFogg: Yes, Sir. EWeston: Italian neckwarmers Dexter Fong: Ukranian rushing Baklovas. ZookyFogg: I stray away from too much influence for originality sake ||||||||| Beet steals in around 9:19 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." Beet: Evenin' all. Does this end the draught, Tween? lily: beaver muffs Nabby: Beet Cat: You still dine at that Ukranian place near your apt, Dex? I wonder what they think about what's happening there now ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" shoes for the dead: hey Beet Beet: Hi Nab EWeston: Love the puupy in the background Beet: Yo shoes Dexter Fong: Het Beet.Yeh! Huy nb Nabby: I believe that's the technical term Beet: Greetings Dex Dexter Fong: Kearb Korean tonight ZookyFogg: You have been on my periphreal and where have I been? Dexter Fong: Learn DJTweeny: "They're dropping whistles on us again." EWeston: About to pull over shoes for the dead: bacon rind on the whistle front ||||||||| 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!" Beet: dropping whistles on us again ||||||||| Outside, the 9:21 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Bunnyboy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Bunnyboy: Hullo Dexter Fong: & bCON TOO DJTweeny: Hey Bunny Dexter Fong: jeeze Cat: Hey Bun Nabby: Bunny EWeston: Hi Bun DJTweeny: Hi Beet Dexter Fong: Hey BB shoes for the dead: hey bun Beet: It's Bunny! Cat: I just got a print made of a slide of a bunny my family had briefly in 69 Cat: have to be the cutest animals on the planet Merlyn: hey bb EWeston: Call my lawyer Nabby: Gump you pal Bunnyboy: awww ZookyFogg: I always wanted to make my own beer but I was too busy drinking. DJTweeny: except for the one in the Python movie shoes for the dead: and yo mama DJTweeny: lol Zooky Bunnyboy: Whazz real? Nabby: yeah ||||||||| Catherwood enters with not Ed close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:23 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room. DJTweeny: Hi notEd Cat: true, tween Beet: hello not Nabby: It's not Ed ||||||||| 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!" Bunnyboy: Waitammint? Where's Not joe? not Ed: I'm still not Ed EWeston: Bout mid reel ZookyFogg: True it was Cat: but that's why that's funny Dexter Fong: Knot Head Nabby: You still aren't! Merlyn: better than being a knothead Merlyn: convvergent puns ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Bunnyboy: Any product placement? pinholeF200: That's why they's so mean Dexter Fong: Too late Merl EWeston: An excisstential crisis lily: knot not whos there Nabby: A crisis of confluence Bunnyboy: Knothead was one of Woody's...erhm, relations. ||||||||| "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!" lily: its the real thing Dexter Fong: Ws! Nabby: who? EWeston: not knats then shoes for the dead: Little Guy! Nabby: the real thing who lily: product placement lol Nabby: gnots berry farm EWeston: The unreal thing swirled peas pinholeF200: non-Euclid Avenue! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “JUST FOLKS: A FIRESIGN CHAT” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=jf-ln Merlyn: and "knothole" was a real bad insult Bunnyboy: And glory hole was...Catherwood, bring the glory hole! ||||||||| Catherwood brings the glory hole. lily: nubile young things pluck fruit with soft hands not Ed: non-Euclid Avenue - LOL Nabby: it's better than porthole Bunnyboy: Haw! Nabby: I have no idea what that means Bunnyboy: CatherDUPEwood lily: any port in a storm ZookyFogg: Buy a 3D printer and make coffee mugs to order Merlyn: glory, glory, holeleleuuuuya Bunnyboy: Ewww Bunnyboy: No names! Certainly no scholarships... Dexter Fong: I was a nun too Nabby: any cork in a storm Nabby: hic DJTweeny: but you kicked the habit, Dex? lily: her medically sealed pinholeF200: Buy a 4D printer and make your own world up if you want to shoes for the dead: cory EWeston: Holistic statistic Nabby: How many nuns are here tonight InTheWood: thank you boys, thank you boys... Dexter Fong: Any stork in a corm not Ed: lol -Nabby - cork ||||||||| 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." Nabby: ITW cheers Cat: None, nab Bunnyboy: Any pork in a quorum. Nabby: drat! EWeston: Nun in the biblical sense? Dexter Fong: Any quark in a forum ZookyFogg: My cellar can sustain all but one of us. lily: any pop corn in the field Beet: Hello NSA Guy not Ed: Bear blast EWeston: Shave you bum Nabby: hi!!! not Ed: Boar Blast shoes for the dead: biblical sense??? Dexter Fong: Hi Mr. Beet...if that is youe nMW ZookyFogg: You shave your bum EWeston: Blastoids for sale or rent Dexter Fong: NAME Nabby: I've known nuns Beet: Are you outing yourself, Nab? Shocking lily: I laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed Dexter Fong: Catholic eh? EWeston: The original translation was Mr.Prostitute Nabby: Alcoholic lily: I grew up with nuns in my backyard Nabby: (not really) Beet: Dex? Dexter Fong: Mr too till we called Orkin Nabby: Did you feed them lily: pedistrian Lil: ok now who did what to whom ZookyFogg: I had one defect for me. I didn't know I was that magnetic. ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Bill Dang: Can't get rid of them if you feed them. lily: black crows Nabby: xactly Bill good point EWeston: We're still working on the screen play Beet: Someone turned a nun? shoes for the dead: wasn't backyard nun a grunge band? Dexter Fong: Zook: When I first saw you halod by iron pyrites I knew lily: you can't tune a nun butt Nabby: crack blows ZookyFogg: Yes. That's a give away. Cat: only the flying variety Bunnyboy: Oooh! Just read that Etiquette Pictures, a new offshoot of cult movie specialists Vinegar Syndrome, will debut with a January 2015 home video release of THE AMERICAN DREAMER, a documentary on the making of Dennis Hopper's THE LAST MOVIE. Beet: lol Nab Dexter Fong: A real nun such Nabby: I'm confused again shoes for the dead: neat, Bun lily: nun chucks Bunnyboy: "I'd buy that, for a dollar!" Dexter Fong: DOWN ON YOUR KNEES nABBY EWeston: Sister Mary Euculoid lily: of the everlasting freedom fighters ZookyFogg: O she can fly shoes for the dead: sister Mary Klein, on the bottle again Nabby: how many nuns could a nunchuck chuck if a nunchuck could chuck nuns? EWeston: A smaller missle of the type WAC Corporal. She was tied to the nose. lily: Sista Batrille Nabby: I'm down ZookyFogg: 7 Nabby: 7 lily: GET UP Nabby: OK EWeston: 7.36 shoes for the dead: did you remember to carry thr bum? ZookyFogg: sell Nabby: I forgot Nabby: aww nobody says negro anymore lily: seven and seven pinholeF200: They're testing our mettle ZookyFogg: you just did Mr. Bark Bark: It's magic. lily: ho ho ho EWeston: More stupid magic tricks! Nabby: how many knees could a negr---forget it Dexter Fong: Presto!! shoes for the dead: the mobius parking screw ZookyFogg: I love a stupid majic trick. Nabby: me too lily: changeo EWeston: I like the finger ring trick. I rarely do it wrong. pinholeF200: That's not a butte, it's a mound Cat: Anyone watching the Roosevelts on PBS? Nabby: no but I will online later Cat Beet: I am watching it. Very good ZookyFogg: I'm always losing and finding things and being the culprit of my own dismay. Nabby: good? ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Dexter Fong: I've seen some of it Cat Nabby: Cool shoes for the dead: does your finger ring, EW? Bunnyboy: cat: Wanna catch up, sometime...along with another 8 or 9 Ken Burns docs. Mr. Bark Bark: I'm a day behind on "Frank & Eleanor." EWeston: Saw a but of it yesterday. Teddy got shot, kept on talking. Cat: Lots of black and white footage from the Negro era. Yes, it's excellent Nabby: I'll have to ketchup Dexter Fong: Zook: dis amy you gonna be da culprit Dexter Fong: may Beet: lol cat Bunnyboy: Burns is all over Netflix. No Roosevelts yet, of course, but streaming from the PBS Roku channel. EWeston: Only when I'm in range Nabby: said the musket Cat: It goes well with the recently updated Cosmos Dexter Fong: Thank you Altos and Nabby Beet: Imagine clutching intestines ZookyFogg: Yes, another way to say it DJTweeny: Is the new Cosmos any good? EWeston: Them gunpowder powered phones can be fricky Cat: Superb DJTweeny: kewl lily: spacey EWeston: Also tricky Dexter Fong: Yes but maybe not quite as good as the original Cat: Amazed that it was on Fox as it blows up the religious beliefs of most of its watchers shoes for the dead: and juicy lily: Carl Cat: True, Dex, but the world is much dumber now and it's far more needed ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Porgy', just granted probation at 9:43 PM", then leaves hurriedly. EWeston: I didn't want to talk about that pinholeF200: Different strokes for different folks ZookyFogg: I have a pebble in my shoe DJTweeny: Hi Porgy Beet: Are there Bozo Indians? Nabby: Porgy oh my Bunnyboy: I guess the NPR producers were right. "Pass The Indian" is incomprehesible...#NotReally lily: it the sign of the time Dexter Fong: Cat: They have great faith in their viewers Cat: Just as the Roosevelts shows a time when Progressive was an actual choice, and actually in power in DC ZookyFogg: My friend Harold is. Cat: lol dex ||||||||| 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: bun, i think they probably didnt want to play "eating an indians heart isnot something jesus would do" Nabby: PA showed em and they, NPR, released it Bunnyboy: Fair assumption. Dexter Fong: Domine Domine Domine ....you'reall Aussies now Bunnyboy: (sings) "Letters! We Get Letters!..." Cat: A,B,C ZookyFogg: So what would Jesus do? EWeston: I've still got some squid Nabby: It's easy as 1, 2, 3 InTheWood: Facepalm? lily: throw another shrimp Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv Dexter Fong: Saute the heart of an iNDIAN?? Beet: Agent Buck Trend Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?books EWeston: Brine it first Nabby: Jesus was a shrimp? shoes for the dead: bedlam in a bong ZookyFogg: With some liquid smoke Bunnyboy: (sings)...was a BIG shrimp! lily: fish is fish Nabby: I honestly thought he was taller. Nabby: one fish two fish lily: watch your head Cat: that was excellent, tween Nabby: thanks Peter! ZookyFogg: what's a horse to do? EWeston: And keep an eye on that crab ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - from the DOMM Dear Friends Broadcasts “AN INCH CLOSER TO SAN FRANCISCO”- 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 PURCHASE DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS AT >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ **' shoes for the dead: getter than dishonestly thinking that Bunnyboy: Dex has ROOM! ||||||||| 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!" DJTweeny: ty Cat
Nabby ducks. Cat: On Facebook today, Peter Stenshoel, a friend of Pete's and the producer of several of my audio plays, related a dream he had about Bergman, which convinces him there is an afterlife
DJTweeny turkeys EWeston: Goose him! Bunnyboy: Oops, I mean TWEENY has ROOM! DJTweeny: kewl, Cat lily: now whatch out for that goose step Nabby: bwauk Cat: Dex's living room is indeed large, EWeston: He swings a mean wing too. ZookyFogg: Bogart not that 1/2 sphere DJTweeny: Goose Step Mama is a great tune from the Beatles parody album The Rutles Nabby: anybody got any goose? Dexter Fong: It used to be since Cat left pinholeF200: We
DJTweeny 's apartment is actually quite tiny and full of equipment Cat: lol pinholeF200: We've still got some corn left EWeston: There's some in the back, smoking. lily: cob pipes on the back porch shoes for the dead: smoking scorn ||||||||| 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!" Nabby: is that a blue mutant ZookyFogg: Give me your best duck call pinholeF200: Here duck, here duck shoes for the dead: Heads!! EWeston: Gooses look down their noses at you real good DJTweeny: That one's running getting away! lily: arrrk DJTweeny: The Chinchilla Show is one of my all-time fav FST skits EWeston: Hey you with the feathers! You want to step over here? ||||||||| 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." Nabby: smoke the cob you'll really get off koff koff ZookyFogg: Pretty good lily: you can't digest that Nabby: I think that's my new phrase Nabby: or not EWeston: From Nat Lamloon's Radio Dinner EWeston: Lampoon, self immolates ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Porgy - dead from jaundice ||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ZookyFogg: Everybody is Shakespear. Nabby: good _point_ lily: pointy lizards EWeston: But not everybody is Francis Bacon InTheWood: Lest we forget. shoes for the dead: tastes like pork ZookyFogg: Or Emory White EWeston: Flatterer Nabby: oh you had to say lizard and bacon ZookyFogg: I never exhaled lily: dems fightin words DJTweeny: lol Zooky InTheWood: Tastes like--bacon?... Beet: Did George Bush Unhale? EWeston: Rymes with Macon? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about for 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 lily: if ya herk it long enough Nabby: (I prefer meatless hot creatures) EWeston: With a side of Interesting Nest of Spiders shoes for the dead: spicy jellyfish? Nabby: And the stunned ducks EWeston: Choose your utensiles with care ||||||||| "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!" Cat:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orson_Welles Cat: Apparently, Orson did the illustrations for the book. lily: octopie pie pinholeF200: Thrice Humiliated Duck ZookyFogg: They've been flying over all day ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Nabby: so that's 8....pies? EWeston: Nylon Bunnies shoes for the dead: 8 sided pies Nabby: Ah I see lily: 413 Cat: Yes Bush did indeed inhale. I got stoned with the guy who smoked up with GW ZookyFogg: Gotta do a smoke break folks. Nabby: counting on fingers pinholeF200: Octopodes = plural of octopus EWeston: You can't multitask? Cat: Although I suspect there were many lily: how my suckers are there pinholeF200: born every minute shoes for the dead: gw sniffed a lot of coke Cat: a new one born every minute, lily Nabby: Bush inhaled too much Cheney EWeston: Point to Nabby ZookyFogg: I go outside for air and smoke goes the contradiction. lily: lol podes suckers Beet: he was smoking him shoes for the dead: a known carcinogen, Nabby Nabby: I hear his aroma was.....noisome EWeston: Scared the horses DJTweeny: The Oliver stone "W." (about Bush) is really good, and fairly scary DJTweeny: *Stone movie lily: smell that quiet pinholeF200: The real Bush was even scarier Dexter Fong: I'll tske 200 'o them flash frozenbirds ||||||||| ZookyFogg sneaks away to The Aviary... Nabby: Robots are our friends Nabby: beep EWeston: He was plenty scary in real time shoes for the dead: she said metallicaly ||||||||| 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!" lily: fist law of robots club' Nabby: yes lol Beet: is that robot's rules of order? lily: one leg at a time EWeston: If you want to speak craftly, do you have to talk through a basket? Dexter Fong: Robots in the Hexogram lily: get the quarum ||||||||| 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." shoes for the dead: take it case by case EWeston: Its in the shop. Beet: i'll take a case shoes for the dead: a case of the pox? lily: craftzilla take on Joannes pinholeF200: Smoke rag, dance on Sunday Beet: 24 in a case, 24 hours in a day. Coincidence? I don't think so. Cat: lol beet EWeston: Joannes lie to craftzilla? lily: 20 in a pack 20 breaks in the day Nabby: ciggies *sigh* Nabby: miss em lily: nail that coffin EWeston: ebil habbit Nabby: right coffin' spikes pinholeF200: habbats smoke pipe-weed lily: ew craftzilla friend to yarn Nabby: road apple red? shoes for the dead: a friend has an ecig loaded with a hash oil vial EWeston: These days I think their fate is as biofuel InTheWood: Which way'd we go? Nabby: da vinci's brush lily: to the left everything Cat: Rabbits smoke Kif in Rabat. EWeston: Yarn is good kitty approves of it Nabby: all power to nobody! InTheWood: All power to the transmitter! EWeston: Duck! lily: all jucie to the speakers pinholeF200: Matthew, Mark, Luke and Duck Beet: All this power just gets you a good seat at the play then somebody shoots you. shoes for the dead: Ohm lily: ducj tales shout out Merlyn: If it quacks like a Luke... EWeston: Ring pacifiers to all hysterics! Merlyn: "Use force, Luke!" lily: it looks like a mark Lil: I'll take one of those EWeston: What out for that dogma! pinholeF200: No, use as much force as you want, but can't leave a mark Nabby: I loved Hash and Hish in the Ice Follies ||||||||| 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: maththew god bless ya Nabby: your dog car ran over my mama EWeston: That's an autobot pinholeF200: Per Mark Twain, cats have books. They are called catechisms ||||||||| ZookyFogg walks in and says "It's 10:17 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?" InTheWood: And that's a night, dear, dear friends... Beet: No more nylon, right? ZookyFogg: 0 to 35 ||||||||| InTheWood says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, InTheWood exits at 10:17 PM. DJTweeny: Good one, Mr. Clemens Cat: I have lots of books ZookyFogg: Catch that Cat: but not the firesign scripts. must get those shoes for the dead: go Kesey! Nabby: Oh my I must go a bit early. G'night you, and you, and you, and you, and you over there, and you too, and yes, of course you, and you know who you are! Who am us anyway? ZookyFogg: So much to consume before I die or die consuming Nabby: Voot! lily: night nabby Cat: bill micintyre was the producer of this show as well as the new firesign radio station Beet: G'Nite Nab EWeston: Bubby Nobbster Cat: nite, nabby shoes for the dead: What? by Nabby Dexter Fong: Night darling Nabby pinholeF200: Consumption is a terrible way to die ZookyFogg: Night Nab Nabby: later! DJTweeny: He's good, Cat DJTweeny: bye Nabby ZookyFogg: depends pinholeF200: bye nab Beet: Consumption be done about it? ZookyFogg: I just exhaled pinholeF200: There was a movie about waiting to do that lily: my hair fluttered Dexter Fong: "whoosh!!" EWeston: It just sounds like all boogies to me Dexter Fong: Yas suh!!!!!! ZookyFogg: And put another notch in belt at same time and I can whistle ||||||||| 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!" pinholeF200: you ain't got no friends on the Right Dexter Fong: you? Left???? EWeston: After I pull the same switch on both sides of the Big Ditch. Beet: Herbert J. Filbrick ZookyFogg: whhwhhwhhwhh shoes for the dead: semaphor indians Dexter Fong: He was an informent for the *Broadcssting system EWeston: Skipping stoners, ah stones. lily: flag um donw ZookyFogg: and a banjo on my knee EWeston: Pulling me canoe behind me EWeston: My not Ed: I just looked in the mirror and- yep - I'm still not Ed. lily: Beet Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston Nabby pinholeF200 shoes for the dead ZookyFogg gotta cha cha can't type lol thanks tween and everybodies Mr. Bark Bark: What happened to the goat? Cat: a computer on acid is one of the revelations on Firesign World, their live show of Bozos EWeston: Don't trust him pinholeF200: later.lily ZookyFogg: It's Suzannah who does it for me not Ed: I see no ghosts EWeston: Bye our Lily shoes for the dead: by Lily Cat: by lily Beet: lily wilts. g'nite DJTweeny: nite lily pinholeF200: ghosts or goats or ghosts of goats? DJTweeny: 13 minutes left not Ed: or both shoes for the dead: or both EWeston: Check your perscription Bunnyboy: Clockwatcher! shoes for the dead: echo in here Beet: Only if a goat dies a traumatic death does he turn into a ghost. ZookyFogg: You're all ghosts EWeston: Echo over there EWeston: Eat me. Drink me. shoes for the dead: traumatic death gaot was a good band too Bunnyboy: You're nothing but a pack of cards! Beet: i have a heas code Bunnyboy: I wonder where land went? Mr. Bark Bark: Drink me! Cat: I'm not even from St. Louis EWeston: Drink to me only with thy fox ZookyFogg: Seven of hearts? Beet: that's head code EWeston: A rebus Mr. Bark Bark: Oh my, look at the time! I'm going to be late for my bridge club! Night, all! pinholeF200: Morse Science, Class of 69 ZookyFogg: Uncle Rebus? Beet: bye bye bark bark ||||||||| 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: Zooks! shoes for the dead: club that bridge, Bark EWeston: Treat your god to a surprize doggy Cat: by bark2 Dexter Fong: Bunny: I'm all in EWeston: Get the strecher for Dex ||||||||| 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!" ZookyFogg: Tes DJT Dexter Fong: I fold EW EWeston: None of your orgomie ninja tricks DJTweeny: yw Zooky ZookyFogg: Oh dam. I forgot to discard.
Dexter Fong says Bazingo!! EWeston: Humanity dawns DJTweeny: keep on zinging, Dex Dexter Fong: Twnag on Tex shoes for the dead: nobody told me there was a joker in this deck.................. Beet: velcro is hooks and eyes pinholeF200: Oh, yeah, I see the monolith over there..... EWeston: Grab yer tibula, and split! ZookyFogg: Do I play it anyway Dexter Fong: Don't loo back Beet ||||||||| 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' Dexter Fong: \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ ZookyFogg: Gotta catch my feet EWeston: Use some foot powder to blind them ZookyFogg: hoota hoota hoota shoes for the dead: two wek stomp shoes for the dead: week pinholeF200: too weak EWeston: Can the stomp rate be, adjusted shoes for the dead: takes a quroum ZookyFogg: My alabaster just dried EWeston: We're doomed then ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| lily - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Nabby - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... EWeston: And I'm too young! ZookyFogg: Wait. Okay. Just found mydisco ball Bunnyboy: Oh! That was the last DEAR FRIENDS. I'd recognize that noise loop anywhere. Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny ||||||||| 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!" shoes for the dead: Thanks tween! and Merlyn!! Lil: Great stuff Tweeny :-) Beet: This was a good one. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween. pinholeF200: Thanks Tween, DJ on Bunnyboy: Thanks Tweeny! Cat: great work as always, tween EWeston: Good eve, non traumatic in any possbile way...opps. shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it! DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... Merlyn: tx tweeny ||||||||| 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!" Ah Clem: Nice job Tween DJTweeny: Thanks folks :) Lil: Night night thanks for bringing back the sermon! ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" ||||||||| At 10:42 PM, Merlyn dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| "10:42 PM? I'm late!" exclaims EWeston, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. ||||||||| 10:42 PM -- Cat left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| pinholeF200 is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:42 PM. Dexter Fong: Thanks also to Merlyn Dexter Fong: And God Night to ye all ZookyFogg: Ad Astra, folks. Bunnyboy: Nite, folks! ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:43 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Bunnyboy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door DJTweeny: Until last time, again... ||||||||| DJTweeny is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:43 PM. ||||||||| Dexter Fong leaves to catch the 10:43 PM train to Hellmouth. ||||||||| ZookyFogg sneaks away to The Chapel... Bill Dang: night night all ||||||||| At 10:45 PM, Bill Dang vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| 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 jaundice ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from the yaws ||||||||| late - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| MacCat - dead from measles ||||||||| ZookyFogg - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Lil - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Ralph - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| not Ed - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| dhoodness waltzes in at 11:31 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 11:52 PM and Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I just thought I would visit this handsome website which appears to concern the "Beatles of Comedy." They are fine chaps, I hear. ||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dhoodness - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Regarding the grape... indeed, I was just in Greece for a meeting of poets, philosophers, and playwrights. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): More on this next week -- which is already in progress! ||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) leaves to catch the 11:56 PM train to Colorado. ||||||||| 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 stumbles in at 12:02 AM, dragging grizzlyfish by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" ||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| grizzlyfish - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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 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: ||||||||| Ah Clem - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| 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:
Balloonatic
Beet
Bill Dang
Bunnyboy
Cat
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
InTheWood
late
Lil
lily
Merlyn
Mr. Bark Bark
Nabby
not Ed
pinholeF200
Ralph
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze Ah Clem
ZookyFogg
