Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
10/30/2014

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for October 30, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Bosco Hearn sneaks in around 2:05 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| It's 2:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bosco Hearn - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'DJTweeny', just granted probation at 8:11 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 8:40pmET **'
||||||||| 8:13 PM: Rufus_T_Firetween jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - 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 tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'sebastopolsam', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:38 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
DJTweeny: Hi sebastoplasm
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Halloween Music) - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies EWeston in through the front door at 8:48 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi EW
EWeston: Hello dear friends, feelin proud, as a freshly washed cnild
||||||||| Catherwood enters with late close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:49 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
DJTweeny: Ah, I mis-spelled your name Sam, sorry
DJTweeny: Don't believe I've seen you here before
DJTweeny: Hi late
late: howdy
sebastopolsam: Hello .. you're correct, i have never been here before.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Cat', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:53 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Dexter Fong', just granted probation at 8:53 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies pinholeF200 in through the front door at 8:54 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Cat: we come raining in
EWeston: In some reading this week on Japan, I found a term for a neighborhood self defence group, was called an Ikki.
DJTweeny: Hey Cat, Dexter, pinhole
EWeston: Evin an sucj Dex Cat anna pinnhole
Cat: I ilved in Japan for far too long.
DJTweeny: Welcome Sam, hope you have a good time :)
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ah-clem inside, makes a note of the time (8:55 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
pinholeF200: Greetings EW
DJTweeny: Hi clem
DJTweeny: How so, Cat?
EWeston: This was the start of the ninja's according to the authors
Cat: its not that pleasent place to live, tween
DJTweeny: ? EW
DJTweeny: I guess some people like it ;)
||||||||| 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 lily gets out at 8:57 PM.
DJTweeny: a very different culture I'm sure, Cat
DJTweeny: Hi lily
EWeston: the rual areas can be very short of people these days
DJTweeny: Might be difficult for an American to live there
||||||||| "8:57 PM? 8:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Pico & Alvarado should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Pico & Alvarado enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Cat: i was pointed at every day for 17 years as an oddity, a "gaijin" a stranger there to enterain them with with odd skin, hair, and eye colour.
lily: ah-clem Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston late lily pinholeF200 sebastopolsam evenninn all and thanks for a fun time DJ Tween
DJTweeny: Hi pico
EWeston: Lilies ajin, choke...
Cat: ah, it's the lovely lily
DJTweeny: Hey Pico, I used to live in Bowie (I may have told you)
EWeston: The DOD has folks living there for years, insupport of our nuclear navy
Pico & Alvarado: hello tween and company
lily: hi cat readyy for snow?
Cat: you lived inside of david bowie? that must have been interesting.
Pico & Alvarado: hadn't told me...
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Friends
DJTweeny: yipes Cat - uh, no
DJTweeny: Bowie, MD
Pico & Alvarado: ground zero here
Cat: not cold enough here yet, lily. don't jinx us.
EWeston: Fragrant begins, and ends it
DJTweeny: about 1/2 way between D.C. and Annapolis
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 30, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:00 PM and late as usual, it's shoes for the dead, just back from Elmertown."
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
pinholeF200: Frost overnight in St Louis
shoes for the dead: Howdy
lily: pittoyie
EWeston: Gesundtite!
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:01 PM, dragging llanwydd by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
shoes for the dead: and geshundloose
llanwydd: evening folks
lily: takin the jinx off
shoes for the dead: hey llan
EWeston: Loose seals on that geshundloose?
llanwydd: just jinkin us?
DJTweeny: Hey Llan
lily: only cat people know for sure
||||||||| 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: no, the seals are all chained
EWeston: A loose seal is the worse kind
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
DJTweeny: hard to put leashes on them
Pico & Alvarado: help! no audio
lily: oooh rings of salmus
EWeston: Hypnotize em.
Cat: ok i'm having computer problems
llanwydd: you're not the only one, cat
lily: its the sun spray
DJTweeny: not again :/
EWeston: I just got mine back today, crosses fingers
Pico & Alvarado: hi cat! i think my problem is in my computer too
lily: mine yesterday lol
pinholeF200: ghost in the machine
Dexter Fong: Audio seems to have gone away
shoes for the dead: goats?
Pico & Alvarado: ghost or gremlin
Cat: many swear words
EWeston: Groat gost ghosts, again.
pinholeF200: I'll spirits need to goad my spirit on
shoes for the dead: gremlin goats
lily: Thankswith cheese NSA per
Pico & Alvarado: bahaha lily
||||||||| New notice: ' currently playing - FIRESIGN THEATRE SKARY SKITS! - 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'
llanwydd: I sure miss msntv2
lily: laughin wit ya
llanwydd: I used to see this chat room on my television
Cat: ah, ok i can make words bigger now
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
shoes for the dead: hahaha
Cat: bahama mam by, what's his name, one of my favourite songs
Pico & Alvarado: and the 8000 still gives no audio
EWeston: ...We're doomed
shoes for the dead: good audio here
llanwydd: howdy sprawl
||||||||| 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!"
Cat: bahama mama, steve kahn.
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:07 PM, dragging Timeghost by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
DJTweeny: The link's working fine, Pico
lily: sing it cat
Cat: if i died listening to that song, i'd die very happy.
DJTweeny: Hi Tineghost
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Mr. Bark Bark', just granted probation at 9:08 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: bahama mama and barack obama
DJTweeny: Hi Bark
EWeston: Strained laughter, as an art form
Cat: Fumiyo and I were at her travel agent's today buying her ticket to spain.
Pico & Alvarado: yes it reads as if it's engaged but i gets no sound...
llanwydd: Hey Bark
Cat: The agent had the most enchanting voice.
shoes for the dead: in the sauna
Mr. Bark Bark: Hey Guys! (Don't run in the trenches! Help me up!)
Dexter Fong: Says windows media player cannot play
llanwydd: they say spain is pretty, though...
DJTweeny: Cat, any chance you can meet up with Phil & Melinda?
Cat: made me want to write radio plays again.
Pico & Alvarado: is that a question Dex? hello
EWeston: Do the debola nova, the dance of luff
lily: liquid laughter
shoes for the dead: I used to feed the baby strained laughter
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:09 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Elmertown."
Cat: sometime between now and when i die, it's quite likely tween.
Pico & Alvarado: darn it ! i love this album!
shoes for the dead: got it all over the room
DJTweeny: Hey Merlyn
pinholeF200: Heard it called ecola (merger of e coli & ebola perhaps)
lily: lets all take the plung
Pico & Alvarado: well, i'm going to feed Miles. he's hungry
EWeston: Merlys in the house
Cat: tween, i;m not going to spain soon but Fumiyo is doing the Camino trek in April.
shoes for the dead: hey Merl
lily: feed the miles sounds like a good song
Cat: hey merl
Pico & Alvarado: maybe i'll try again
Merlyn: It's OK tween, it was scary
||||||||| 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."
Merlyn: hey shoes
DJTweeny: lol Merlyn
Cat: you are scary, merl.
EWeston: WE do horrible things to the desease at media matters postings daly
llanwydd: Hey Merl
Cat: i cant imagine how anyone can understand this computer wizzardry like you and doc teck
Merlyn: hey llan
Mr. Bark Bark: "They are doing horrible things to animals in space..."
lily: I will be scary tomorrow
Cat: how so, lily?
Dexter Fong: OK tween et al, now reading audio 5 by 5
pinholeF200: but it's never tomorrow, it's always today
DJTweeny: Lily is going to dress up as Sarah Bachmann?
llanwydd: did you hear that clowns are too scary for halloween in france?
DJTweeny: kewl Dexter :)
EWeston: My place is scary 200 ft down a dark dirt road
Mr. Bark Bark: It's those eyes...
lily: party time the witch comes out
Dexter Fong: Tweeny: Have you heard from Prin poop lately?
Cat: hey dex, did you check out that bar i asked you about? that would be my reason for going to nyc again.
DJTweeny: I have not, Dex
lily: we are all witchy tween
||||||||| 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: which witch?
pinholeF200: who knows which is which and who is who
DJTweeny: I can email him if you like, Dex
Cat: must be the season of the witch, donovan, brain auger, super session et al. great song
lily: the one with a B
llanwydd: the last time I went trick or treating I went out as groucho
DJTweeny: only The Shadow knows, pinhole
Cat: oh hi llan
llanwydd: I think I was 12 or 13. huge groucho fan back then
shoes for the dead: what?
||||||||| 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: cool, LL
EWeston: Glinda the Ambigous knows, but she ain't takin
Cat: did halloween bring you here?
lily: only prop cigar sound like a pres
Dexter Fong: Cat: No I haven't, gimme the info again and i will...btw, just found out there's a Wiley Dufresne (sp) just a block from my house...haven't vhecked that one out either but planning to
Cat: yeah his cuisine would be what i'd most want to eat.
EWeston: I'm packing beets
llanwydd: the beet goes on
Dexter Fong: Cat: WD's?
shoes for the dead: watch where ya point them , they might be loaded, EW
EWeston: A concrete beet cannot tell a lie
Cat: we will be moving in 2 years and threafter will be able to afford travel
llanwydd: where you moving to, vegas?
llanwydd: just joking
EWeston: Makes a nice fragmentation grenade though
||||||||| 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!"
Cat: one of his restauirahts made the worlds top restaurant list this year
llanwydd: what's up, chick?
EWeston: Its crop
Cat: llan, i love vegas. but a week is a long time there. a year, unimaginable, unless i was paid to eat. not likely
llanwydd: lol
pinholeF200: Is the Zeppelin Tube bigger than an 8877?
||||||||| 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."
lily: altantic city was enough for me
shoes for the dead: twist it out
llanwydd: I grew up in NJ and I visited atlantic city only once
pinholeF200: like we did last summer
DJTweeny: yeah :/
llanwydd: before the casinos. I liked the boardwalk
Cat: i am no more likely to gamble than i am to flap my arms and fly to the moon
lily: I was there in the 70's done
Cat: my only reason to visit vegas in the food. i have never eaten better anywhere else.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:22 PM and late as usual, it's ZookyFogg, just back from Manchester."
llanwydd: Hey Zook
DJTweeny: Hi Zooky
lily: you a foodie cat
pinholeF200: howdy zookster
shoes for the dead: hey Zook
Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, Professor Fogg.
Cat: the zookster
Dexter Fong Am i away
Cat: lily, one day i august, 2006, i was visiting an eco conference on a nearby island. suddenly i had the sense of a quest, to find out how good food can get. still on said quest.
ZookyFogg: I just got back from the theater and keep finding myself here.
Mr. Bark Bark: Fong's away, dad.
llanwydd: what did you see, zook?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:24 PM and CptButton steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
EWeston: Amway, sloppy commercial placement
llanwydd: Hey Button
shoes for the dead: no matter where you are, you are here
Dexter Fong: Hey Ma! He's back
lily: Cool Cat
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Pico & Alvarado - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| sebastopolsam - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ZookyFogg: That'sA piece about Buckminster Fuller.
DJTweeny: Hi Button
CptButton: I've been to Ancient Greece! Look at this grape!
EWeston: Been busted from Field Marshall?
lily: thats a rasin
Dexter Fong: That's a cranberry Pal
CptButton: Tehy said Iwas was too specific to be a gerneral
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
EWeston: Its a shrunken head
ZookyFogg: A man foeward his time still.
||||||||| Mudhead enters at 9:27 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead
EWeston: I know the Spacific General slot was filled already
pinholeF200: Not Responsible!
llanwydd: hey muddy
Dexter Fong: Hey Muddy
shoes for the dead: hey Mud
llanwydd: fuse of doom?
llanwydd: sounds like The Electrician must be in it
EWeston: The fuse of mud
ZookyFogg: Ayay ay
Merlyn: "The _use o_ DO_M!"
Mr. Bark Bark: I thought it was the Muse of Fudd...
Dexter Fong: Merlyn, you elidest
EWeston: No that was a passing muse
llanwydd: louise plague! lol
ZookyFogg: I knew the Cab of Doom
pinholeF200: did I pass one?
Cat: go to log of previous shows and find out name of bar, dex. dax or something
Cat: hi fogg
lily: ciaro flying coffins
Dexter Fong: Will do cat
EWeston: No but the plague did
Mr. Bark Bark: Heh heh heh
ZookyFogg: Happy almost hibernate till March time.
llanwydd: beat the reaper
Cat: are yo0u doing anythihng on the firesign site, merl?
ZookyFogg: Hey Cat. Good to read ya'.
Cat: ssman was talking about it on facebook today
lily: its in the air
EWeston: Its catching
Mr. Bark Bark: I heard it was in the water.
pinholeF200: give him the anecdote
shoes for the dead: kaff kaff
Mudhead: Ive got ebola!
DJTweeny: lol pin
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:31 PM and late as usual, it's Nabby, just back from Elmertown."
ZookyFogg: Good to read anyone, quite frankly, Shirley.
Mudhead: in a little jar over here
Cat: taylor was here when you werenh't, sauying the mushroom shows were going to be pay er listen and doc tech was in charge
EWeston: Nabbster
Dexter Fong: Darling Nabby
lily: I hace seen a bowler
||||||||| 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 Nabby
Cat: hi mud, nabby
Nabby: Reapage
shoes for the dead: Nabby!
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Mudhead: hiya Cat
Nabby: Howdy
Mudhead: Hello and welcome to all
Nabby: Honk honk!
EWeston: Put him in security prison, for his own saftey, not ours
Cat: hows it going in mudland?
Merlyn: Beat the Reaper -- still relevant today
DJTweeny: To Radio Prison with him!
Nabby: shoes!
ZookyFogg: I could really go for a mudslide if I were a drinker,
DJTweeny: Indeed, Merlyn
llanwydd: I've used that background music in a radio play I produced back in 2000
Nabby: Shoes for everyone!
Cat: merl, when they wanted to be timeless, they hit it out of the park. when they fell into time identity, they tended to fail
llanwydd: it's sort of generic music that you don't have to pay royalties for
llanwydd: I recognized it immediately right now
EWeston: I've heard Debola can sneak through radio waves
ZookyFogg: I'm singing "I'm getting to know you."
shoes for the dead: Boing ho Dung
Nabby: thumbs up llan
Nabby: bong
llanwydd: right there. that harp-like sound followed by the eerie music
shoes for the dead: joint
llanwydd: I sent a copy to tween once. I hope he has heard it
Dexter Fong: I'd rather not put my thumb up llan, no offense of course
Cat: from south pacific, fogg?
lily: pipe
Nabby: the do not sleep!
ZookyFogg: or Annie or one of those
lily: frogs snore
DJTweeny: Sorry Llan, I missed what you were talking about
Nabby: scary party goodies
EWeston: But we can't let them go without sleep much longer coach
llanwydd: that radio play I sent you a copy of, tween. did you ever listen to it?
Nabby: I love radio plays
DJTweeny: Think that was a couple of years ago, pretty sure I heard it but need to listen again
ZookyFogg: You fly, I'll buy.
Cat: have you heard mine, nabby? firesign are in 3 of them.
||||||||| 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!"
Dexter Fong: Hey llan, i sent tweeny three (3) books..great books...did he rread them?
DJTweeny: got a link you can post here for the folks, Llan?
Nabby: devaluated dollar balls
llanwydd: I was saying I just heard some of the background music from it. it was a prerecorded cd that I didn't have to pay royalties for
Dexter Fong: Nooeeeeww
llanwydd: I wish, tween
Cat: dex and merlyn were both in them
Nabby: Cool Cat no I don't think so---or maybe an excerpt of one
shoes for the dead: heard the Philip K Dick van Dyke show Nab?
EWeston: They don't bounch like a good cheeze ball will
llanwydd: I probably should put it on the internet
pinholeF200: oh no the link is missing
ZookyFogg: I got my 100,000 sheet supply for the winter.
DJTweeny: Llan, I'll put it in my dropbox account and send you a public you can give people
llanwydd: hey that sounds great, tween!
Cat: www.seemreal.com
EWeston: That's an awsome number of bed changes Zooky
Mudhead: Wheres this from?
DJTweeny: np :)
llanwydd: thanks!
||||||||| 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!"
ZookyFogg: I exorcise every day.
llanwydd: that must be a reference to peter hurkos
EWeston: With or without the shhets?
Mudhead: Is this on an album?
ZookyFogg: Yes it is EW.
Cat: all my plays are on this site. phio austin stars as neal cassady in neal amid, as the dalai lama reborn as a martian microbe in red shift, and a disney executive in box of time.
pinholeF200: to keep away evil spirits--like Harvey's Bristol Cream?
lily: use that left over candy corn for your sour mash
EWeston: Glad that's cleared up. I can recomend a good luandry, if needed
||||||||| Catherwood escorts ThisIsNino inside, makes a note of the time (9:40 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Cat: www.seemreal.com
Dexter Fong: EW: Perhaps zooky has a majpr Klan gathering
llanwydd: Hi Nino
ThisIsNino: Can I say... helo?
ZookyFogg: I'm blue shifting on a G Harp
Cat: hell, oh
||||||||| Catherwood leads squeeze_the_wheeze into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:41 PM, then departs.
EWeston: Those are always hard to carter
Dexter Fong: GUYEES i'LL SEE WHERE NINO GAD NINO
lily: yes you can
Mudhead: Hi Nino
Dexter Fong: Sorry...it's harrisburg pa
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Mudhead: got a tree an flute?
squeeze_the_wheeze: late but not forgotten
Nabby: Hi squeeze
Cat: sounds like barack obama reborn as a robot
ZookyFogg: Nope. Just a few rug rat friends
||||||||| 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."
EWeston: Nino The Goose Switcks, again!
llanwydd: since I've been out of the loop for a while I wonder if anybody can tell me if there has been any news about FST doing any more original material in the future
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:43 PM, dragging Hockeydad by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
shoes for the dead: exorcise him!
llanwydd: Bombs away, dad
Nabby: jazzorcise
Dexter Fong: Switck is German for steps ergo Goose steps....look out Poland
lily: oh he just drank the holy water
DJTweeny: Hi squeeze, Hockeydad
EWeston: Bombay doors swinging and open baby
Cat: you speak deutch, dex?
Mudhead: Lets go for a drive
Merlyn: My teeth are fine
llanwydd: I mean is there a chance that the three might get together to record?
ZookyFogg: Polka and Disco
shoes for the dead: look at him leak
Dexter Fong: eine sehr kleine
pinholeF200: freeze the holy water to make a popecicle
Cat: that's your opinion, merl
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Mudhead: New frog discovered on Staten Island
Dexter Fong: oin: screw the freeze, let's make wine!!
Nabby: or Bruce?
ZookyFogg: Selling Holy Pops, Pin?
EWeston: The imaculate summertime refresher
ThisIsNino: I don't know what this is.
llanwydd: I didn't mean that as a rhetorical question
Cat: we are getting poured on here
shoes for the dead: how many heads, Dex?
Nabby: cross sticks in em
lily: bless the mess of you all
ThisIsNino: Ah, Pink Hotel. Thanks.
Nabby: the Meat!
Mudhead: What is EW?
EWeston: Double cross during halftime?
ZookyFogg: I'll take three.
Cat: yes i recommend my site www.seemreal.com if only because it's firesonian.
llanwydd: I think I'll turn this off
shoes for the dead: only 2 per family
EWeston: Sorry only two per customer
llanwydd: but not yet
Nabby: Cat I have listened a bit (just needed a mem jog)
ZookyFogg: I have 2 wives
Mr. Bark Bark: Give him something for his cough!
Nabby: I'm dressed like a turnip
Cat: keep listrninh, nab
llanwydd: here's a quarter
pinholeF200: that's not much
Mr. Bark Bark: That's not much...
EWeston: A Popescikle
Nabby: Will do
Mr. Bark Bark: Jinx
ZookyFogg: I'd like to see that one Nab.
Cat: isnt that illegal?
lily: lordy we loopin
ZookyFogg: At different times
Nabby: Well you can imagine Zooky
Mudhead: After returning from work one nite I asked how much Tweeny had, he replied "65.05" I asked him who gave him the nickle. He replied "Everyone"
EWeston: In and out of the Klien Bottle
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” - 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.amazon.com/Bride-Firesign-Theatre/dp/B00005NQK4 **'
Nabby: I used to think it was Cat but I don't care anymore
lily: nabby chin up
llanwydd: lol, mudhead
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Nabby: Yes yes you're right lily
ZookyFogg: My imagination has a mind of it's own. Mind within mind.
lily: chest out
Nabby: These jokes are too sophisticated for me
Nabby: satchel to page
EWeston: Folicles in
lily: stiff upper something
Nabby: lol
Mudhead: It was light, it was dark...
ZookyFogg: Just a mental unbroken stream.
EWeston: It was the moist of times
shoes for the dead: un peed in stream
Cat: hey tweeny, you should plau Red Shift here some week. Full of Firesign voices
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'dopomax', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:53 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
lily: ripples in the pond
ZookyFogg: Hoist something.
Nabby: If it had to be the last album well it's a treat
llanwydd: okay, I'm going to try this again. some of you would know better than me. will there ever be any new firesign material or have the three of them called it quits?
pinholeF200: Goin' down to Nashville to get my great big Peter Bilt
Nabby: peed in the bitstream
llanwydd: hey dopo
shoes for the dead: pond full of Ripple
Nabby: Hi dopo
ZookyFogg: A sleeep at the wheel but well rested
Cat: llan, we don't know. would we want to?
EWeston: Pull the tackle, but don't head butt it
llanwydd: I would, cat
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Elayne in through the front door at 9:54 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi dopomax
DJTweeny: Hey E
dopomax: hahaaaa
Elayne: Evenin' all! Wow, a good crowd this evening!
Nabby: Hello Elayne
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
shoes for the dead: hey El
llanwydd: I don't mind saying there is absolutely no good comedy these days except for steven wright
Nabby: Cat and llan we can dream
Cat: i think money would be have to be involved in large quantities.
llanwydd: absolutely none
pinholeF200: happy Thursday El
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne, kinda late for you
EWeston: We're frothing nicely E
Cat: Hey El
Elayne: I guess it's definitely officially Autumnal here in Nueva Jork.
Nabby: yes large money will do it!
Cat: big truckfulls of money
Nabby: anybody got any?
Elayne: Yeah Dex, Robin and I are trying to get through our DVR'ed shows now that baseball season is over and fall TV premiere season is well underway.
llanwydd: yeah, let's all pitch in
lily: is it gonna snow e
EWeston: I've still got some corn
Nabby: I love that sound effect
Dexter Fong: somebody here had $65.05
Nabby: lol EW
ZookyFogg: I was going to wear my camo today but I couldn't find it but found a zoot suit.
Elayne: I don't think so, Lily. But you know, all that energy the media put into the EBOLA SCARE!!!!eleventy1!! has got to go somewhere, so SNOW SCARE!!!
EWeston: Think I hear a TARDIZ sound effect somewhere in this one
||||||||| 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!"
ZookyFogg: camo line is S Wrights
Nabby: Can has ebola?
Cat: elayne and her then husband and I visited david ossman in 95. he said , basicqally, i wish some rich hippy would give me a fuck of a lot of money.
Dexter Fong: EW: Now we cqan make Jack Daniels
Nabby: yeah EW
Elayne: Is a TARDIZ what Zardoz used?
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'dude', just granted probation at 9:56 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Elayne: That's right Cat, now I'm starting to remember it...
Nabby: That's a very weird movie
Mr. Bark Bark: "Then Husband" was the sequel to "Now Voyager."
DJTweeny: Hi dude
llanwydd: hey dude
lily: I visit next week e I'll wave as I drive by
Elayne: I think that was the last time Steve and I did a vacay together.
Cat: your memory coming back, el?
Nabby: Hi dude
ZookyFogg: Feecha Maria ... .. .... ...
Elayne: wasn't it though, Nabby?!
EWeston: And make bio fuel out of tobacco
shoes for the dead: hey dude
Elayne: Not all of it, Cat. Bits and pieces. My dotage should be amusing.
Nabby: deedy
Cat: i hope to meet you again while there is till a you to visit.
lily: doo
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Nabby: I only make the eyes
Cat: my mother is not in that category.
Nabby: dee doo doo doo
lily: across the sky like a shot
pinholeF200: dee da da da
Nabby: Lost Angles
shoes for the dead: da da da da
EWeston: Do be do be, oops.
Nabby: Is all I want to sat t---hey!
ZookyFogg: Sling it, Danger
Elayne: Cat, I don't intend on swiss-cheesing my brain all that soon, don't worry! Alzheimer's doesn't run in my family so I think I have the genetic lottery on my side.
Nabby: amanda!
pinholeF200: c'est la dadaisma
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Cat: i grew up in la. that's how i discovered firesign, in their formation
dopomax: sttlin in with a salty bag of US plus
ZookyFogg: I was discovering marijuana.
lily: I grew up once
Nabby: arf
dopomax: settlin
EWeston: Tasts like pork
||||||||| 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: but would of loved to tune you in.
Mudhead: I lived on Venice Beach in the late 70's
lily: the left coast
ZookyFogg: Eureka
EWeston: Giff heem a bathtowel
shoes for the dead: Aha!
Cat: I hope to visit nyc sometime in the next decade. i hope dex will stil be alive
llanwydd: dumshoe! lol
llanwydd: I haven't heard this in a long time
Dexter Fong: Trying Cat =}}
ZookyFogg: For whose sake do you give
Nabby: back
shoes for the dead: ya, who's sake
Elayne: Dex has promised to stay around at least until I'm done reading all his Dresden Files books.
||||||||| 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!"
dopomax: gonna chugalug a football
shoes for the dead: and is there more?
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
EWeston: Melty cakes anyone?
Dexter Fong: Oooohhh! Sake Moto know!!
ZookyFogg: Ya
Cat: just paid for fumiyo's ticket to eruope. have also purchased tifket to vegas and will move the next year. too much movement
Elayne: Where are you moving, Cat? To Vegas?
||||||||| "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: but we want to do sutff while we still can
llanwydd: where you moving to, cat?
Dexter Fong: Thanks E, do you know that tweeny has *never* read the books i sent him
ZookyFogg: The SAM-V Cometh
shoes for the dead: this one was stuck in my head yeaterday
Nabby: authentic singing
lily: before its too fun
Dexter Fong: I bet Rufus would read the books
Cat: no, as close to here as possible, el. just some place vastly cheaper
EWeston: I read to much
Cat: that's a sherlock holmes kind of puzzlr to solve
ZookyFogg: I just got back from hell for not taking out the garbage by having to sit with it.
Dexter Fong: You are truly blessed EW
DJTweeny: Dex, the print is really fine, and my eyes aren't what they used to be. Maybe I'll get some prescription reading glasses one of these days ;) Thanks much though, sounds like good material
Elayne: I can't blame you for wanting to stay in Vancouver, Cat - what a lovely city!
Nabby: reading is only second to music fer me
Dexter Fong: Thanks tweeny =))
EWeston: I'm grateful to be here in good shape
Cat: ew, i've woken up, read all day and then went to sleep every day for 57 years
Dexter Fong: Nabby: You should try reading msic Wheeeww
Nabby: ar ar ar
lily: must read constantly
Cat: it is that, el.
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Elayne: I love reading, but there aren't enough hours in the day. Naturally I joined a book club at work. Nonfiction "how to be a great leader" type books. *snooze*
ZookyFogg: Some skeleton said to say hello.
EWeston: That's a lot of reading. There is a lot of good reading out there today
Cat: but we both feel we should go see stuff we want to see while we still have funcitonal legs
Dexter Fong: E: Be sure to reade the book by Nixon
Nabby: always a book or two going
Nabby: reading a lot of Ellison recently
ZookyFogg: Seriously I could get lost in a library and never be found again.
dopomax: hahhhaaa
llanwydd: that reminds me I need to go out to the parking lot to check my car and make sure there are no egg yolks on the roof
EWeston: The Nixon?
||||||||| 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!"
Dexter Fong: Zook: They ysyally number the stacks so...
pinholeF200: my weakness is Google Earth....hours go by before I notice.....
llanwydd: to bad we don't have a parking garage here
||||||||| 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: they're on everyone's roof
llanwydd: too, I mean
EWeston: Eggs, ugg
Nabby: Google Earth and Maps are better than a video game
llanwydd: good grief. my spellhyng is ghettting offal
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from The Plague
||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| ThisIsNino - dead from the yaws
||||||||| CptButton - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
pinholeF200: interactive and 3D, going for the Seven Summits next
Elayne: They're dropping like flies..
Dexter Fong: Hey Pin: Was that you looking down on me? I waved to you but you just focus on the girls at the corner
lily: did you folks see what google does to bridges?
Mudhead: I learned today that Google Earth has the Met Art Museuem on Street view
ZookyFogg: Not enough time to read it all and live at the same time.
shoes for the dead: clumsy flies
Elayne: Exactly so, Zooky.
llanwydd: well, I'll be back but I'm checking out for a few minutes
EWeston: I've looked at my address on one of those. My house is invisible on it
||||||||| At 10:10 PM, llanwydd runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Mudhead: I can see my van
ZookyFogg: We must pick and choose.
pinholeF200: our hillbilly neighbors have a swimming pool you can see from space
Elayne: Mudhead, that's because they finally cleared all those sidewalk and road obstructions. My bus is actually getitng me to work on time now that that crap's all cleared up.
Dexter Fong: EW: Do you rent?
EWeston: Got some BIG trees
ZookyFogg: You can see my mom-in-law from space.
EWeston: Naw I've been paying a mortgage for a couple decades. Got a pond too
Dexter Fong: Do you own the property?
Mudhead: I trolled thru the museum and got lost numerous times
Dexter Fong: EW: I didn't se ..er ah..know that
Elayne: Ooh, a pond, sounds cool EWeston!
Cat: Hey El, did you ever hear yourself on my Powr show? I sent you the link to the archive Tween had for a week
EWeston: Yes and with all the financial rigamarole I still owe about 90,000 on all of it
Elayne: Yes Cat, I just listened to it before I came on chat this evening. Not all of it, just the bits you pointed out in your email.
Cat: thanks, el
dopomax: Beepop!!
Elayne: I remember how important it was to keep up with David's wit, so I was trying to be extra-sharp without being cheesy.
EWeston: The place has a very relaxed feel.
DJTweeny: I can send you the file, E
Elayne: Thanks Tween!
Elayne: I should probably store it permanent-like in my iTunes somewhere.
DJTweeny: made a note :)
Cat: when we visited him in 95, our brains had to go to higher realm
EWeston: Cept when one of those trees, or big parts of one come down
Elayne: Exactly so, Cat.
ZookyFogg: I must visit the stones for a fire stick.
Cat: we've had bad storms here. hope house survives
dopomax: weep eyed wuus grams!
Mudhead: Cat you on the hill or the valley?
pinholeF200: did you cook up the storm?
Cat: my liufe has been vastly enriched by meeting you, el
Elayne: Wow Cat, sorry to hear it. We've lucked out weather-wise in NYC, hoping that good streak lasts.
Elayne: Oh daarlin', you didn't need to say that! Thanks very much.
DJTweeny: Cheney/Letterman quadruple bypass lol
Cat: bottom of hill but at foot of seroius mountain
Mudhead: landslide country?
EWeston: You got bedrock up there Cat?
pinholeF200: neighborhood goes to pot, a gateway drug
Cat: thre is a sign outside by the city that says trucks, fuck off.
shoes for the dead: Al bradshaw, paid for
DJTweeny: lol Cat
Cat: pot is good., pan too.
DJTweeny: obviously not Texas ;)
shoes for the dead: wok
EWeston: Exploding hash oil manufactoers threat, or urban renewal?
||||||||| 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."
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
shoes for the dead: last week here, EW
pinholeF200: Mobius Strip, where it's legal to drive on both sides of the road
Elayne: Well Cat, I think I've had too much pan for the night, so being goodly stretched I fear it's time to make the bed. Night all!
||||||||| 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!"
EWeston: A social cost for some elses high
Cat: are you leaving chat, shoes?
DJTweeny: What a fantastic swan song of an album
Dexter Fong: Night E
shoes for the dead: by, El
EWeston: Nitie g'nitr Elayne
Cat: by el. i'm eternally greatfull you're still with us
DJTweeny: They managed to fit so much stuff from former albums and characters in
Nabby: Take care Elayne
Mudhead: bye e
pinholeF200: Night El
Elayne: Not going anywhere anytime soon, Cat. Um, except to make the bed...
DJTweeny: Rest well E
||||||||| Elayne leaves at 10:23 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..."
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "10:23 PM and late as usual, it's melanie haber, just back from Waltham."
shoes for the dead: no Cat, a hash oil blowu[ here
DJTweeny: Hi melanie
Dexter Fong: Shoes, "Last week here"? que es Vato
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
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
Nabby: Hi mel
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
pinholeF200: Hey, mel h
lily: what what
EWeston: Miz Faber
Cat: whats up, lily?
Dexter Fong: Hey Rufus!V Read any good books laely har har har
Mudhead: Ive been watching Mystery Sciene Theater 3000 and theres a whole episode of FST lines
Cat: my abilitgy to see is receding
lily: I try to turn people on too we a group of groupies
shoes for the dead: no Cat people are just getting blurier
Nabby: Look out for me
Dexter Fong: I think a group of groupiesis called a grope
DJTweeny: a grope of groupies?
Mr. Bark Bark: "Land of the Pharaohs"? Think I'll give it a try...
DJTweeny: Mudhead - didn't know MT3 used FST lines. Cool
EWeston: Not open till Thursday
Dexter Fong: I shall have had a grope
Cat: you folks remember when ausrtin was here ? he was so amazed that people became firends from this group
shoes for the dead: tale your hands off me!
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'fudd', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:29 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
EWeston: Never grope a grouper
ZookyFogg: My first declaration as Mayor would be Star Fleet Hdqtrs is wherever I'm at and now let's do the budget.
pinholeF200: grape grippe grope group grouper, sounds fishy
DJTweeny: Hi fudd
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
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
Nabby: hey fudd, study your agrippa?
Dexter Fong: EW: Thaat's redundant
EWeston: Never do it on the rocks
lily: smells fishy
shoes for the dead: tastes like pork
lily: hello ladies
EWeston: Another pices rebel grope
Nabby: Igor or Ygor?
EWeston: Ichor gets my vote
Dexter Fong: EW" You mean school days?
ZookyFogg: Actually my second declaration.
Nabby: Ichor haha
DJTweeny: Frank-un-steen
EWeston: Rebels with a potential grope on
lily: they go by iccy
Cat: best pork i've ever had was at Maisen in Tokyo. as good as food can get. If i were a pig, i'd like to die and end up on its menu
ZookyFogg: Make that my 3rd or 4th
shoes for the dead: Franks with a stein
EWeston: In Japan its Ikki
Dexter Fong: That's groupon EW (Trademaarked)
lily: pumpkin pie carving
ZookyFogg: No. Like I said first.
EWeston: Eletist copyright projectionist
Cat: yes we canadians can really write
ZookyFogg: Let's take a we-fie
lily: Dracooler
Nabby: smothered in funny foam
shoes for the dead: but it's worth less
Nabby: you have a right to write, right?
EWeston: Thaz rite
lily: eyes wide
Cat: you aint got no friends on your left
Dexter Fong: These RITES ARE HOLY CLAIMED
pinholeF200: strange ritualistic regurgitrations
EWeston: All rights reserved, all rites preserved. All right
lily: spider web underware
Dexter Fong: rite on!!!
shoes for the dead: it's gonna be Allright!
Nabby: lol
||||||||| 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: What religeon is that Lily?
lily: ghost fats and knuts nuts
pinholeF200: mini balls--do they go with a compact dic?
ZookyFogg: 2 pair at once makes for more support.
EWeston: Think of the balls you'll have
lily: ew october jest
Dexter Fong: lily" Is that ghost fats, or ghosts, fats?
shoes for the dead: lok at em spin
lily: both dex
Nabby: ghost squeezins
EWeston: Do they have a thing for black leather?
Dexter Fong: and it doesn't fall wright over
Mudhead: Fuds law damnit! Fuds law!
Dexter Fong: EW" Thats "Pleather TM)
lily: potion lotion
pinholeF200: It goes in, it must come out
EWeston: Thought that was Teslacles deviant
Dexter Fong: Unless it's the bermuda tunnel
ZookyFogg: Dymaxiom homes for sale.
||||||||| 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!"
Nabby: vanishing cream of wheat
pinholeF200: EW, we're all deviants here
Nabby: what?
lily: I thought it was a causeway
EWeston: Many a time I've been out on the communal Pleather hunt
DJTweeny: www.arcosanti.org - student of Frank Lloyd Wright
Cat: yeah, we have good sunsets
shoes for the dead: no, an effecyway
Nabby: I thought we'd all be living a Dymaxion life by now
ZookyFogg: That spoke for me, Pin
Dexter Fong: Yah ever go to the Piss Festr EW?
pinholeF200: if you drive on a parkway and park on a driveway what do you do on a causeway
shoes for the dead: effect
EWeston: Catherwood give everyone a jet pack
||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a jet pack.
Nabby: a because way?
DJTweeny: You'll have to ask Bill
pinholeF200: effect your affect
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| fudd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| melanie haber - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
lily: weeeeeee
EWeston: I'm good for a fester with, or without
shoes for the dead: it's a just cause
Cat: yeah, you hit the ghost of george carlin. he didn't notice
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 10:40 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Nabby: Who's Peggy?
llanwydd: anybody here or is it just us?
dopomax: gotta step out to fix up som e blimp shrimp
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!
Nabby: Good stuff Tweeny!
ZookyFogg: Ad Astra, Everybody. Thanks.
Cat: you were successful, tween.'
Dexter Fong: Thank you Tweeny
EWeston: We're still working on who am us anyway
pinholeF200: 24 horas, is that like 72 virgins?
Mudhead: G'nite everybody
late: thanks man, have a good one
pinholeF200: Thanks for the show Tween
Nabby: RFR!
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
Merlyn: thansk tween
Dexter Fong: eek it's road kill!
||||||||| At 10:41 PM, Mudhead dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
DJTweeny: It were fun :-)
Timeghost: Thanks, Tweeny! Next week!
lily: time differece lol just got it
||||||||| 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!"
Dexter Fong: Thanks also Merlyn
llanwydd: yeah, thanks, tween
Nabby: Got to clone! Hugs all!
Cat: we are blessed from this amusement
EWeston: Good night dear friends and...BOO!
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
DJTweeny: BOO!
lily: later nab
Dexter Fong: Hoo....Hooo...wHO IA IT?
Dexter Fong: Blech
pinholeF200: Happy Celtic New Year to all and sundry
Nabby: later lily and BOO to you all too
||||||||| llanwydd is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:42 PM.
lily: Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny dopomax EWeston late lily llanwydd Merlyn Nabby pinholeF200 shoes for the dead Timeghost ZookyFogg once again my cheeks hurt thanks DJTween for it all nitey nite
Cat: keep on celting
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| 10:43 PM -- Merlyn left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Dexter Fong: Good job lily!!!
||||||||| DJTweeny rushes off, saying "10:43 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| pinholeF200 is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:44 PM.
lily: throw another caber on the fire byie
Dexter Fong: My giaant log wouldst prefer to caper, deR LILY
Dexter Fong: =)) next week than
||||||||| At 10:51 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Rufus_T_Firetween!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dopomax - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Nabby - dead from the yaws
||||||||| EWeston - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| late - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Cat - dead from jaundice
||||||||| lily - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Timeghost - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| ZookyFogg - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)', just granted probation at 11:32 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Running late again, Dear Friends!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): How are all of you? Are you having some Halloween fun?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well, here I am back in the United States and who am I visiting now?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): None other than Charlie Brown and Linus. We are about to go out looking for the Great Pumpkin and engage in various seasonal occult activities!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, the Celt in me brings forth an atavistic urge to celebrate those ancient archetypes!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I should let all of your Firesign Devotees to your various devices! And here's to those 4 or 5 or more Crazy Guys filling the Earth with their eternal Mirth!
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hockeydad - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| It's 12:40 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:
Cat
CptButton
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
dopomax
Elayne
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
late
lily
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mr. Bark Bark
Mudhead
Nabby
Pico & Alvarado
pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween
sebastopolsam
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
ThisIsNino
Timeghost
ZookyFogg

URL References:
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://www.amazon.com/Bride-Firesign-Theatre/dp/B00005NQK4
www.arcosanti.org
www.dishnuts.net
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
www.seemreal.com