Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
11/20/2014

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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 November 20, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 11:15 AM, dragging Ahclem by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
||||||||| It's 11:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ahclem - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies DJTweeny into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 7:39 PM, then departs.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com **'
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 7:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Hal O'Dali in through the front door at 8:23 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi Dali
||||||||| 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) **'
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:33 PM and Lil bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Hal O'Dali: Hi, guyz!
Lil: Hi bozos
Lil: Catherwood take my grape please
||||||||| Catherwood takes Lil's grape.
Lil: Thank you
DJTweeny: Hi Lil
Lil: Hi Tweeny dear
Lil: How are all?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:36 PM and Dexter Fong bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: Hey Dexter
DJTweeny: Doing fine thanks. Starting to rain in Austin, and we can use all we can get
Lil: Looks like it's grape night
DJTweeny: Yourself, Lil?
Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny, Lil,Hal and *My Man* Rufus!
Lil: Hanging on, hanging on
DJTweeny: Now we can make wine!
Lil: Hi Dex
Rufus_T_Firetween: Howdys, Dex
Lil: Drink or be drunk?
Dexter Fong: Is the feed active yet Tween?
DJTweeny: like it says in the banner :)
Lil: Hehee
Dexter Fong: Feeds get mobin'
DJTweeny: another couple of minutes to the music
Dexter Fong: Thanks tweeny
DJTweeny: Things getting pretty dicey in west NY
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
DJTweeny: How is it in The City?
Dexter Fong: Just kinda cold here Tween, nothing like south of Buffalo where they're looking at 7 ti 8 feet of snow...that's pretty much a winters worth of snow in 3 or 4 days
Lil: Nice choice Tweeny
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Happy Birthday Joe Walsh!!) - 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) **'
DJTweeny: Walsh was born in '47
DJTweeny: Thanks Lil
DJTweeny: Weather not fit for man nor beast in Buffalo, for sure
Dexter Fong: Love Joe walsh
Lil: Me too
DJTweeny: Me too, been listening since the first James Gang LP
Dexter Fong: Yep, me too
Lil: I had the vinyl of this
Lil: An ex stole a bunch of my records
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:46 PM and hacker core waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: Another gra[e
Lil: Holy sugar another grape
Dexter Fong: grape
Lil: Let's make jelly
DJTweeny: Hi hacker
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies EWeston inside, makes a note of the time (8:47 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTweeny: Hi EW
Dexter Fong: Cause jam doan't shake like that?
Dexter Fong: Hey EW
hacker core: howdy
Dexter Fong: HC
EWeston: Hey DJT Dex. Lil, and I wondered what happened to my Dali.
Lil: Did you know Joe Walsh did an SCTV episode?
Lil: Exactly Dex
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:49 PM and late as usual, it's Governmentality, just back from Ohio."
Dexter Fong: Lil: The Fishin' Musician ?
Lil: Yep
EWeston: No that show ran quite a whle
Lil: They did a snipe hunt with Gil
DJTweeny: Hi mentality
Dexter Fong: IMHO SCTV was *the best* ever sketch comedy TV show
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:51 PM, dragging Beet by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
DJTweeny: Governmentality, are you gett any of that lake effect snow like Buffalo is?
Lil: BB I must see to the royal dog
Beet: Hi Lil, Dex Tween
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
EWeston: Top scores from me too Dex
Dexter Fong: Beet me Daddy, ate too the barre
Lil: I agree Dex
Lil: Hi Beet
EWeston: We got the beat
||||||||| 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 Cat disembarks at 8:52 PM.
Beet: Right on Right on
EWeston: The Cats in
Dexter Fong: Hi cat
Cat: Life's been good to me so far.
Lil: Close the door it's cold out there! Hi Cat
Beet: Yo Cat
DJTweeny: Hey Cat
Cat: Dex, you must be happy you;'re not in Buffalo.
Dexter Fong: Yeah cat, fer suure
Cat: It's called winter, Lil. Not a fan.
Beet: Joe Walsh on the box?
DJTweeny: ** Cat's "Red Shift" radio play coming up in the 2nd half
Cat: oh really?
Dexter Fong: All right Tween!!
Cat: I really really like Joe Walsh.
EWeston: Kewl
Cat: Saw him with the James Gang in
Dexter Fong: Cat, everyone ahere has tgaken the same point of vies re: JW
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:54 PM, dragging Betty Jo by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
Dexter Fong: Hi Setty
Cat: in Toronto in I think 71, maybe 73, I was on chemicals at the time so it may not have happened, but I recall he played Vince Guaraldi's Cast your Fate to the Wind, probably my favourite single
Dexter Fong: Betty
EWeston: nancies here
Cat: Hiya Jo, wuddya know?
DJTweeny: Hi Betty Jo
Beet: Hi Jo
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies lily inside, makes a note of the time (8:57 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Cat: Ossman was on Facebook today asking people to submit audio plays for the 2015 Mark Time Awards.
Beet: hey lily
Betty Jo: you can call me Nancy
Cat: I think Red Shift got an honourable mention or something.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ZookyFogg', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:57 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
EWeston: I've been into hand to strand combat with tattan the past week or so. Yo Liliy
Dexter Fong: Hi lily
Dexter Fong: Hey ZF
lily: Beet Betty Jo Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston Lil evenin all and theanks DJTween for the great giggles I know are here
DJTweeny: Hi lily, Zooky
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:58 PM and Nabby waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
EWeston: The zook returns
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby
Beet: zooky is a cool name
||||||||| Outside, the 8:58 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Deputy Dang coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Nabby: Wazreal
Dexter Fong: Darling Nabby;
Beet: Hi Nabby
DJTweeny: almost as cool as Dweezel?
DJTweeny: Hi Dang
Dexter Fong: Hi DD
lily: smokin unlite cigs
Cat: Nabby, Dang
EWeston: Nabby, their dropping like copies of the Naked Lunch
ZookyFogg: Had to be Bill Moses for awhile but I'm caught up. Hello Firesign chatters.
Nabby: Hey Tweeny & Dex & Beet
Deputy Dang: Howdy, pardners!
Nabby: EW you know it
Nabby: Deputy
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:59 PM and shoes for the dead bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Cat: Hal O Dali= Phil Fountain?
EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure
Beet: 'Lo Dang
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Newfdog', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Cat: HI dead
shoes for the dead: Howdy
ZookyFogg: I'm named after a dog.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 20, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Nabby: Zooky cat lily Betty J yo
Deputy Dang: shoes for industry!
Hal O'Dali: Yes, Cat. 'Tis me.
Cat: I'm not.
Dexter Fong: Hey shoes
EWeston: And shoes to walk on with
ZookyFogg: Yo Nab.
||||||||| ZookyFogg rushes off, saying "9:00 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Cat: Loved your story about seeing the lads in Monterey, Hal
DJTweeny: Hey shoes, Newfdog
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ZookyFogg close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary.
Beet: Nobody does power riffs like Joe
Hal O'Dali: Thanks, Cat!
shoes for the dead: it's WB6ACU!
ZookyFogg: Dropped something
Newfdog: To study plants no doubt.
Nabby: Hello Hal O
Hal O'Dali: Hi, my dearest Nabby!
||||||||| Outside, the 9:02 PM crosstown bus from Minneapolis pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: yes 'tis, shoes :)
DJTweeny: Hey Merlyn
shoes for the dead: hey Merl
Merlyn: hey all
EWeston: Everyone pull up on their sanitary pedistiles
Nabby: Hi Merl
Cat: There's a riff on Hello Dali on my play Red Shift which Tween is going to play later.
Cat: Merl
||||||||| 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: The radio station that we're streaming from is full of ham radio people
Dexter Fong: Hey Merlyn
EWeston: Magic time
Cat: Phil Austin plays the next Dalai Lama, reborn as a Martian microbe.
DJTweeny: www.radiofreedishnuts.net
Beet: Hi Merl
||||||||| llanwydd bounds in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
llanwydd: good evening
Nabby: ham is hard to tune
Dexter Fong: DJ, you mean they're pigs, hoggin bandwidth?
lily: KC4UOS
Cat: they must work for US Plus, Tween.
Hal O'Dali: Just wanted everyone to know a new edition of the Chromium Switch webzine is in the chute!
DJTweeny: Hi LL
shoes for the dead: and we hams are full of it
Beet: Howdy Llan
Cat: Llan. You're not in upstate new york?
Nabby: Hey llan
ZookyFogg: If you see a bunch old ladies running and swearing let me know please.
EWeston: LLanwyn you own self
shoes for the dead: hey llan
llanwydd: not anymore, cat
Cat: My wife is cooking up some ginger pork right now.
Cat: good move, llan
Nabby: happy birthday Joe Walsh
Dexter Fong: Hiya llan
Cat: I love EOBE
||||||||| Catherwood leads vicckyjane inside, makes a note of the time (9:05 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Beet: me too
lily: if snow is over your head what does that say about you
Merlyn: and goodbye to Mike Nichols
llanwydd: it's white brains on toast
Nabby: One shift Two shift Red shift Blue shift
||||||||| ZookyFogg dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ZookyFogg?! It's 9:05 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| 9:05 PM: ZookyFogg jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
Nabby: blech
Beet: Did Mike Nichols pass? Sad news
Nabby: truly
Merlyn: yeah, just last night
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “EAT OR BE EATEN” - 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://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-eat-or-be-eaten-cd/ **'
DJTweeny: yes Beet
lily: catherwood please give nabby a bucket
||||||||| Catherwood gives nabby a bucket.
Cat: He sure didn't fail, beet
Nabby: (I have a soft spot on my head, I mean for this record)
llanwydd: didn't know this. same nichols as in Nichols and May?
Nabby: oh why thank you just what I....
Merlyn: yep
Lil: Yep
Cat: I heard some of the commercials from this on Armed Forces Radio in Tokyo in mid 80s. Didnt hear whole album for many years thereafter
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EAT OR BE EATEN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-ln
Lil: There's an echo in here
Nabby: Wimpy's!
DJTweeny: I love it
shoes for the dead: in here
llanwydd: is elaine may still living?
lily: here
DJTweeny: A wonderful send up of the beginning of the video game craze
EWeston: Its trying to stay warm
Nabby: Jump on our giant joystick boing!
Cat: google willl know, llan
shoes for the dead: ere
Beet: Their routines are still funny
Nabby: here
Merlyn: yes, elaine may is still alive
Lil: dunno
llanwydd: of course
Deputy Dang: This was the first CD I ever bought.
lily: e
Nabby: ear
Nabby: oo
EWeston: What's this ear?
Lil: I believe they had ties to Second City too
shoes for the dead: what?
Cat: the mini google speaks
lily: clean up your foliciles
ZookyFogg: All I got on AFN was Kasey Kasem and propaganda.
DJTweeny: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/funway.html
llanwydd: I used to love to watch Second City late at night back in the mid to late 70s
Dexter Fong: Lil: Second City (Chicago) predisser (sp) of SCTV (Toronto)
Cat: where did you hear it, fogg?
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Newfdog - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Governmentality - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| hacker core - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Nabby: lol great
Cat: the tokyo station had a LOT of sports.
ZookyFogg: SCTV was and is and will be
Nabby: (listening)
llanwydd: catherwood, get me a green dragon
||||||||| Catherwood gets llanwydd a green dragon.
ZookyFogg: Wurzburg
Cat: hey hal, is fisherman's wharf still there in monterey?
shoes for the dead: don't have this one.........
Nabby: catherwood give lily a ham radio
||||||||| Catherwood gives lily a ham radio.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Good w into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:11 PM, then departs.
Cat: gw
lily: thanks catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "Just doing my job!"
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Hal O'Dali: Hey, Just wanted everyone to know a new Chromium Switch webzine is ready to go! Phil Austin interiew, and more!
DJTweeny: Hi Good
llanwydd: good Good to you twain'
llanwydd: and etcetera
||||||||| "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: does he answer the questions we submitted on facebook, hal?
DJTweeny: Hi viccky
Good w: hi Cat, DJ!
llanwydd: and you can call him happy because he is
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EAT OR BE EATEN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-ln
lily: watch out for buiscut birs
Cat: give us the url, phil
Nabby chortles.
ZookyFogg: It was a brief moment in life, Cat.
EWeston: EW abscently breaks mind
Cat: isnt everything, fogg?
||||||||| Outside, the 9:14 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Nabby: misty and vague....
Cat: she has a great voice
ZookyFogg: Most things. Yes but for change.
DJTweeny: Hello Stones
Good w: hiya hemlock
shoes for the dead: tastes like pork
Cat: how are things in lime land, stones?
llanwydd: what's misty and vague, nabby?
Nabby: Hemlock!
lily: rollin roiling
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:15 PM, dragging pinholeF200 by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): An uncharacteristically early appearance here, Dear Franks! I will have to be brief!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EAT OR BE EATEN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-ln
Beet: Hi Hemlock
EWeston: axxept no subdtutute
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): A special "hello" to all of you!
Nabby: duo, Holiday Inn, Weed
llanwydd: good evening, pinhole
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
ZookyFogg: An albeit influential time it was
Nabby: pin!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Beet!
pinholeF200: Howdy Tween, llan
shoes for the dead: hey pin
pinholeF200: regards nabby, shoes
Cat: were you listening to FEN in Japan, fogg?
Cat: pin
ZookyFogg: No. AFN Europe and a lot of static otherwise.
llanwydd: type in your pinhole number
Cat: FEN had some great djs in the 70s.
llanwydd: then your user ID
Cat: 80s too.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thank you for the validation -- if such was intended for my humble self. We try to be genuine in these modern times when you can't tell the ACs from the DCs.
shoes for the dead: used to get their feeds on shortwave, Zook
Nabby: short wave *wistful sigh*
ZookyFogg: The AFN I got was on my dial radio but no not shortwave
llanwydd: I remember shortwave from back in the early 70s
||||||||| 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!"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I have a shortwave Midwest somewhere, shoes! I enjoy listening to Breznev speeches on it
shoes for the dead: cuba is still strong, Nabby
ZookyFogg: AM
DJTweeny: nice shot at Rambo lol
llanwydd: I used to listen to the Beatles from russia
pinholeF200: have a fully hallicrafted S108 across the room-6 tubes and about 2 feet wide
EWeston: My feeds are clogged with stupid Belgium hat waffles
llanwydd: seriously
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): What are the Ruskies up to this week? I have been in Plato's Cave, mostly.
EWeston: N o curiously
shoes for the dead: neat, pin
Nabby: I'm still so confused
pinholeF200: I miss Radio Moscow
ZookyFogg: TV choices were pretty non-existent but for AFN there too
shoes for the dead: what?
Cat: Sounds like a gay bar, Stones
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Jazzed that you listened to the Beatles in Russia, llanwydd. Are you Celtic, by the way?
EWeston: Then your our boy Nab
llanwydd: radio moscow was a good jethro tull song
Good w: Time for a Commie Martyr Hi reunion?
Nabby beams.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well, Flotsam and I have gone to gabbers before. But these days, we're playing it straight.
shoes for the dead: hey NSA guy
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): "Gabbers?" I meant "gay bars!"
EWeston: If we can clear enough room to stand upright
lily: I don't recongnize that
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
llanwydd: no, stones. I didnt say I was in Russia. I was in New Jersey listening to a soviet radio station on a shortwave radio
Deputy Dang: Let's stand him on his head!
Cat: i had shortwave in tokyo but lousy reception from russian and china
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Radio Moscow is mighty fine. I like the Tchaikowsky, especially. He's quite a Might Fistfull -- or maybe not!
EWeston: Then he can walk on the ceiling
Nabby: might fall off
shoes for the dead: used to get AFRVN on AM in Jakarta
Cat: How is Honey, Stones?
lily: sucker is
EWeston: Not if he's wearing his flying jacket
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I am told that you can walk on the ceilings in Moscow; one man's ceiling is another man's floor!
llanwydd: I suppose my favorite tchaikovsky is 1812
shoes for the dead: or leg sleeves
Beet: tchaik is my fave
pinholeF200: it's because they are on the other side, like China
llanwydd: but I like some of the other russian composers better
Cat: forever reminds of puffed what, rice, et al.
Dexter Fong: Cat: Believe Stones is not British Stones
EWeston: The men'll lovem
Cat: alas, dex
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| vicckyjane - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Cat, thanks for asking. Honey is fine, but the massive application of pesticides and herbicides is threatening the supply of honey! And remember, NO GMOs.!
ZookyFogg: Which way is up depends on whether your standing on your head or not.
DJTweeny: great parody of the old Hill Street Blues TV show
llanwydd: now its morning
Nabby: Stones and stones-what is stones?
Cat: i think this part is to time specific.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dexter Fong: I am British Stones! At least, I love England.
Beet: Oregon is not decided yet
EWeston: Someone else is standing on my head???
DJTweeny: Don't worry Stones, Monsanto will breed a new pesticide-resistant bee by splicing in a moose gene
Cat: the bit needs to work for folks who've never seen the show, nor heard of it.
EWeston: I didn't think there was room.
Dexter Fong: HS(Genuine): I was referring to a previous Stones from England named Brian
lily: I followed the recipe
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Oregon had better count carefully! We don't want the world taken over by mutants! DEVO warned us about this!
Cat: don't think it does
Cat: i have no idea what his real name is. true for most chatters except self-titled Elayne
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thank you, Dexter. Yes, Brian Jones. That was a tragedy.
ZookyFogg: The stones are where I go to smoke.
Nabby: cripes this is funny--silly
shoes for the dead: oreos
Dexter Fong: HS(G): What tragedy?
EWeston: Plazmatized
lily: plunk it down here
Beet: Art Snob
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Nabby: Hope you ARE having fun! Indeterminacy is not only fun -- IT'S THE LAW!
shoes for the dead: under your car
Nabby rises to the occasion!
Nabby: Yessir!
EWeston: Illegal indetermanancy.. yes we're ready for that
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): As much as I love and admire Einstein, pure determinism could be quite boring! I thank the Firesign Theatre for showing us the way!
ZookyFogg: I grok the eat thing, man.
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Caped Madman', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:30 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Beet: doesn't the government run on that?
Good w: I'm just not sure about indeterminacy...
Cat: Auistin can really rock
shoes for the dead: fer sher
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Nabby: crazy-great tune
Cat: true, stones
Cat: hi caped
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'AirshipAl', just granted probation at 9:30 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah Catherwood. Come see us in London this summer again. We enjoyed your visit.
||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) and asks "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
Cat: al
Nabby: save before you quit
Dexter Fong: Hey Al!
shoes for the dead: madman!
Nabby: Airship
EWeston: Existential indetermanancy stwikes...again
Caped Madman: Hi cat, everyone
AirshipAl: Howdy All!!!
lily: they call it a life saver for a reason
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I am absolute certain about indeterminacy!
pinholeF200: Yo Al!
EWeston: Act police and state your code!
DJTweeny: Hi Madman, airship
Beet: welcome dudes
AirshipAl: Greetings DJ!
Nabby: help I'm respawning
pinholeF200: just don't drop a spawner in the works
EWeston: Indetermanately Nabby?
ZookyFogg: Pardon, speaking of mad men. I saw The Producers on stage by Brooks and can't stop whistling Springtime forr Hitler. Don't get me wrong now.
Nabby: Perchancy....
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): EWeston, my friend, Nick Danger and I are always having our toes stepped upon by police! Detectives have work to do! Isn't that quite fright, Nick?
DJTweeny: bet that was fun, Zooky
lily: that does not belong there
DJTweeny: I need to watch that movie again
ZookyFogg: It was a riot.
EWeston: Is a good pedicure covered under ACA?
Nabby: which reel?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dear Ones, I have to run. Just remember: Rome wasn't built in a day: the pizza parlors alone took several months.
pinholeF200: Liked the older Producers better-Dick Shawn was hilarious
DJTweeny: Only in California, EW
DJTweeny: Shawn was great
shoes for the dead: no, but a bad one is covered by socks, EW
Cat: true enough, stones
EWeston: That ole dixy reel, with a twist
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I need a colonoscopy!
||||||||| "Hey Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)!" ... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:34 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
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Beet: you bet your ass
lily: alaman left
ZookyFogg: Only Brooks makes it funny
shoes for the dead: pull a free knob
EWeston: That can be hell on the socks though
lily: but he is in both
DJTweeny: I think Mel Brooks's comment about the subject mater was, "What are you going to do with people like that, except make fun of them?"
AirshipAl: Hemlock----Sounds like you're in need of a Proctorologist.
DJTweeny: *matter
ZookyFogg: And may it be so and that is a turn on schaudenfreude itself.
lily: mater sanquich DJ
Nabby: http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Morrowind:Hawkmoth_Legion_Garrison
Cat: bergman in love was a beautiful thing.
EWeston: You could be fined for saying that in the temple
Nabby: because it's under the yum yum tree
Merlyn: Lerry Fined
Merlyn: Larry* or maybe Leery*
ZookyFogg: But I agree with that here
EWeston: But he all got the pox and it all went down
Nabby: Great pick Tweeny
shoes for the dead: or his brother, Merl
AirshipAl: What's shakin', Dex?
Nabby: I had the measles
Beet: an ad for technology
Cat: very true, tween
EWeston: Cuz Major Fine
Merlyn: brother of another stooge
Nabby: Bergman!
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Betty Jo - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?books
Cat: i'd love to hear firesign on neal young's new pomo sound system
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Dexter Fong: Al: Not much, good to see you here again
AirshipAl: We gotta get some NYC bozos together for a Firesign video screening.
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Cat: what a great teacher he was
||||||||| 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."
AirshipAl: I posted an excerpt from the Maury Povich Panorama show with P&B.
Merlyn: Here's a different ABeCeDery by Bergman: https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/bergman/abc.html
Dexter Fong: I Agree, Al..but I think winter may not ber best for me...away in Dec a week or so, and again in Feb for almos 2 weeks
||||||||| New notice: ' currently playing - Cat Simril Ishakawa’s - RED SHIFT - 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 - CHECK OUT CAT’S PLAYS AT >> http://seemreal.com/'
AirshipAl: We'll get it together eventually. Got hours of stuff to look at.
Cat: i think i had about 50 people in the cast. austin as dalai lama, phil and melinda in one scene, phil and dave in one act, dave and his son orson along with elayne and her husband.
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Cat: dex and merl and former regular doc tech provide lots of dialog.
Cat: that's austin.
Cat: tha't sdex
DJTweeny: a little take-off on the ending of EYKIW, Cat?
Cat: i took off on everything not nailed down, tween
DJTweeny: Didn't know about Dex & Doc
ZookyFogg: Picture earth as an interior shell of a cosmic babooshka
DJTweeny: lol
Cat: the late tiny doctor tim is on this as well
Cat: that's merl
||||||||| Around 9:45 PM, Caped Madman walks off into the sunset...
ZookyFogg: Were working from the inside out
Cat: just the write drunken tone, merl
EWeston: Evnin Captin
Nabby: amazing
Merlyn: yeah, me and Dave Romm
DJTweeny: ** Check out the link to Cat's plays at the end of the banner
shoes for the dead: when did you do this, Cat?
Nabby: I'm a fan
Cat: that's elayne, also her husband robitn
DJTweeny: This would actually make a real good companion to the playing of EYKIW
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:46 PM and Pacelines waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Cat: it's copywritten 2003 but largely done 2001-2
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:46 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTweeny: Wow, got the whole crew in this thing :)
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Merlyn: That's Orson
ZookyFogg: We can't handle earth and were going to Mars to transform it when?
DJTweeny: That's Orson Ossman?
Cat: thank you, tween
Nabby: Hi Elayne
lily: hi e
Dexter Fong: Hi EE, take a bow
Beet: Hi E
Merlyn: hi E
Elayne: Uh, why, Dex?
shoes for the dead: Elaine just in time
EWeston: As if by madgic she makes the stag call.
Cat: you just missed yourself again, el. tween's playing Red Shiftr, starring you and robitn
DJTweeny: Hi Pacelines, Elayne
Cat: people are applauding your acting
ZookyFogg: Buddha will accept what you offer if that is nothing then so it is.
Good w: Martian dharma - that's for me!
Elayne: Ah, my ever-present past.
pinholeF200: Hello Dalai
lily: / ll /
EWeston: Sig Freud!
Cat: it's great to have some recording of those no longer among us, like tiny dr. tim
Cat: mo was a reference to my daughter
||||||||| "Hey Deputy Dang!" ... Deputy Dang turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:50 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
ZookyFogg: My mental porch light just went out.
Cat: mao was an ex chatter from texas, bigthigns or sometihng
shoes for the dead: on delay life?
Nabby: Sig Fraud!
||||||||| 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: Dang!
Elayne: It's like listening to the Director's Cut with you providing commentary, Cat
ZookyFogg: What's your shoe size, Shoes?
EWeston: Don't squeese the chairman. Some good word play cat
Cat: thanks, el
shoes for the dead: 10
Cat: that line was written by merlyn, as i recall
Nabby: Wordplays. Word.
||||||||| AirshipAl scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's AirshipAl?! It's 9:52 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Elayne: Who's the female voice there?
Cat: phil and melinda, david and orson and austin all added their own dialogue
Good w: Hiyas, AA
ZookyFogg: Oh Hello Dalai
Cat: a local acrtress. i think i met her at an adbusters party.
ZookyFogg: What's your brand of walkers?
Cat: doc tech's voice is really versatile
EWeston: I don't like the way that dali is looking at me
shoes for the dead: you baasterds
Cat: tha'ts Bunnyboy
shoes for the dead: ewe
Nabby: ha great
Good w: Dune references
Elayne: I miss DocTech. I hope I get to see him and Lili again before the weather gets more horrible.
EWeston: Termanal worm turn
Cat: i hope you do too, el
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hal O'Dali - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ZookyFogg: I gotta go fold some space out at the stones and step off a minute.
Nabby: okay Zooky
Beet: golden arches are actually yellow plastic
EWeston: You think a paper cut is bad
shoes for the dead: careful with the origami, Zook
Nabby: paper machete
pinholeF200: Saw Firesign in 1974 in St. Louis, they mentioned the St. McDonald's on the riverfront, with the Giant Silver Arch
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Nabby: Dolly Llama cakes 'n' pies
Cat: lol pin
Cat: that was merl again
EWeston: Sounded a bit like David
Nabby: lol great Cat
Good w: Which piece is it we're supposed to give a chance?
Cat: that was tiny dr. tim
pinholeF200: coitus stretch/
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWeston: Swirled peace
Cat: still makes me laugh
Elayne: I can't stay, I'm afraid. A cat thing, as opposed to a Cat thing. Our kitty needs company, she won't stop meowing.
Nabby: Understand cat things Elayne
Dexter Fong: Night E
Elayne: I won't be here for Pass The Indian Please next week, I'll be driving in NJ at night. Not my favorite Thanksgiving thing.
Nabby: Take care
Cat: yes, cats need attention
pinholeF200: See ya El
Cat: stay well, el and family
EWeston: Demanding creatures sometimes evening to you both
Elayne: So I'll see you all during my birthday week...
Cat: happy birthday el
lily: I got the barken dog syndrome stay warm e
shoes for the dead: see ya Elayne
Beet: 'Nite E
EWeston: Socker blue!
Cat: thats melinda and phil
lily: Beet Cat Dexter Fong Elayne EWeston Good w Nabby be hive pinholeF200 shoes for the dead ZookyFogg Yhanks for the great time ALL and DJTween once again fun
Cat: by lily
Dexter Fong: Night lily
shoes for the dead: by lily
EWeston: good company as always Lily
Beet: sweet dreams lily
pinholeF200: au revoir lily
lily: thanks
Nabby: Take care lily
ZookyFogg: Earth will go the way of Mars.
ZookyFogg: See ya' Lily
Cat: oblivion is the destiny of all
pinholeF200: these things too shall pass away
Dexter Fong: Don't hear you can't see
Nabby: it will eventually be eaten by our own then bloated sun
Beet: The Great Void
EWeston: Even Mars has and will change. Lots of things on planetary surfaces. Few are comfortable
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Lil - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Pacelines - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Elayne - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ZookyFogg: A cosmic orchard it remains
Cat: was that austin as nixon?
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Dexter Fong: Let'spucj ut's fruit
ZookyFogg: True EW
Nabby: "Red Mars" is a good read
Dexter Fong: Wonder what that means
Nabby: Nixton?
EWeston: Agreed Nab
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Cat: lolnab
Cat: from the series red, green and blue, nab?
ZookyFogg: Maybe we already live forever as an extension of the fluke some hold it is.
Beet: Mars bars
Dexter Fong: Such thoughts maek me flounder
ZookyFogg: Like it or want it or not
Nabby wants Cat to make more stories.
shoes for the dead: i can't fathom it iether
Nabby: fluke or hake?
EWeston: Time is an artifact of this existence. What is life like beyond it?
Cat: thank you, nabby
pinholeF200: On Mars, bars serve drinks in Klein bottles
Good w: Right, EW!
Dexter Fong: Hold dem flies
Nabby: Mars flukes, I knew it
Cat: mostly into photography these days but always doing something creative
DJTweeny: lol
ZookyFogg: Hake is what again?
Dexter Fong: kale kinda inside out
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
shoes for the dead: not what again, a fish
Cat: ossman and proc are wondrous in this
||||||||| 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: Thanks Dex
Nabby: I believe a hake is a type of mammal that regressed and returned to the sea
EWeston: Fish got teeth?
Cat: doc tech spoke the truth there. this IS really long
Dexter Fong: You bet EW
Nabby: Lots of things have teeth
EWeston: Who ordered that?
ZookyFogg: De-evolution Nab?
Beet: Put what you want between them and your future begins
Nabby: Yes, a greater unraveling.
ZookyFogg: And it will unravel.
Nabby: Zenaholics!
EWeston: The original fish teeth were bones. I guess that sorta worked
ZookyFogg: Veils and the matryoshka
pinholeF200: Puff,
Nabby: Tibet your life......
pinholeF200: Tim and Sally
pinholeF200: hated those books
ZookyFogg: Snuff death. Extend life maybe but leave the release alone might be prudent.
DJTweeny: lots of fun cultural references
shoes for the dead: and one is noyhing
Nabby: No smoking during the performan--koff koffle kuff
Dexter Fong: annoting?
||||||||| 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'
ZookyFogg: Lots of people here and more and more if no one expired in their time.
Good w: The Prisoner reference!
EWeston: Only when let it be turned into fetta cheese
Nabby: it's zany
pinholeF200: Six, Six, Six!
DJTweeny: and of course, lots of cool Firesign refs ;)
ZookyFogg: We would strangle ourselves out competing for resource.
Good w: 6 of 1, half a dozen of another!
Nabby: levitate and go invisible
EWeston: Dinner for seven and only six spoons
Nabby: ooeeooeeoo *poof*
Cat: sounds really familiar. where's that from, ew?
ZookyFogg: Hands have always worked EW
ZookyFogg: aborb and seep grasshopper
Nabby: eternity has nothing to do with time
EWeston: Dear Friends one of the media guide pieces
DJTweeny: That's from a Dear Friends skit, pretty sure
Dexter Fong: Cat: It's fairly early FS, maybe DF or DFLE or maby an earlie recording
ZookyFogg: If the universe crunches does that constitute an eternity?
Cat: i recall it but not where
Dexter Fong: Note alternate spellings of *early/earlie*
Cat: ossman and proc are awesome in this
EWeston: It is hard to enjoy small portions with your hands
Good w: And they knew not their ass from a hope on the ground
Nabby: It's only a bit disturbing pondering a crunchy universe.
pinholeF200: should pizza be eaten with the fingers--no the fingers are eaten separately
Nabby: Hey great play Cat!
shoes for the dead: YaY!! clap clap!!!
Cat: thanks
shoes for the dead: good piece cat
Merlyn: thanks, Rocky
pinholeF200: All Hail Cat!!!
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Beet: This was fun. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween. G'Nite.
EWeston: I always forget that Pinhole
ZookyFogg: Thanks everyone.
Nabby: Thanks Cat & Tween & Merl!
Good w: Great skit, Cat! Thanks!
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Nabby: More Pablo Cruise!
Dexter Fong: and thanks to you Tweeny....and Rifis
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!
DJTweeny: Great play, Cat :)
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lily - dead from The Plague
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
EWeston: Excellant Cat
Dexter Fong: And thanks too Cat for RS
Cat: i had great help
||||||||| Merlyn says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Merlyn exits at 10:25 PM.
pinholeF200: Thanks Tween, now you can be Kurt again
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
Beet: BTW yes great play, Cat
Dexter Fong: And thanks three to Merlyn
Nabby: What shoes said!
ZookyFogg: Ad Astra all
EWeston: Back to riding fencepost and tarcking down despirate inlaws by folks
Cat: by ew
Good w: BAck to the shadows again...
Dexter Fong: Watch your back EW
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
Dexter Fong: Night tweeny
||||||||| DJTweeny says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, DJTweeny exits at 10:26 PM.
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Rufus_T_Firetween exits at 10:27 PM.
||||||||| At 10:27 PM, pinholeF200 vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
Dexter Fong: It's become really quiet...I think tweeny should take us out with some music
Cat: i think tween has departed
Cat: it has a sense of scrooge revisiting xmas past listening to that
Dexter Fong: I know cat...just kinda puttin' out for whoever's left
Cat: for me
||||||||| At 10:29 PM, ZookyFogg scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Dexter Fong: Not a bad feeling Cat
Cat: happy scurrying, fogg
Dexter Fong: Almost stepped on hin there
Cat: no, it was good to hear tiny's voice again. he beams at me from above my desk in a group shot with firesings et al from their 99 seattle show
Dexter Fong: That's lovely Cat
Cat: i'll send you a jpg if i have your email address
Dexter Fong: jpg of what, Cat
Cat: the photo i was just describing.a dozen of us, inlcluding doc tech, merl and many more
Dexter Fong: I'll send it via Msgs
Cat: ok
Dexter Fong: Thanks Cat
Cat: ok i'll scan the pic and send it to you tomorrw. now must go in search of fumiyho's ginger pork
Dexter Fong: Okay then, night all
Cat: from the tokyo division of US Plus
||||||||| Cat departs at 10:36 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood escorts dude inside, makes a note of the time (10:39 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Nabby - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Beet - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| EWeston - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Good w - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| dude - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Outside, the 11:41 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving fordprefect coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| fordprefect - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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 Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) plummets into the garden at 12:04 AM.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): As Laurence Welk says . . .
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| 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:
AirshipAl
Beet
Betty Jo
Caped Madman
Cat
Deputy Dang
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Elayne
EWeston
Good w
hacker core
Hal O'Dali
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Lil
lily
llanwydd
Merlyn
Nabby
Newfdog
pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
ZookyFogg

URL References:
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https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eobe-ln
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-eat-or-be-eaten-cd/
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://seemreal.com/
https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
www.radiofreedishnuts.net
http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Morrowind:Hawkmoth_Legion_Garrison