||||||||| 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 January 15, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Barney', just granted probation at 7:48 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies DJTweeny into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 7:56 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 **' DJTweeny: Hi Barney ||||||||| "7:57 PM? 7:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Rufus_T_Firetween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Rufus_T_Firetween enters and sits at the bar. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| 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) **' ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Waylon Jennings, Los Lobos) - 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) **' ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:41 PM and late as usual, it's Dexter Fong, just back from New York." ||||||||| "8:44 PM? 8:44 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mr. Bark Bark should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mr. Bark Bark enters and sits in the comfy chair. Mr. Bark Bark: Rough! DJTweeny: Hey Dex, Bark Mr. Bark Bark: Hey, Tweeny! ||||||||| Outside, the 8:45 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving signpainter coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Dexter Fong: Hi Tweeny, appreciate the bark, just don['t sniff me Mr. Bark Bark: It's a biological imperative. DJTweeny: Hi painter Dexter Fong: Hey tween, I'm npt getting any sound ||||||||| 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!" Mr. Bark Bark: I am-- sounds good. DJTweeny: working fine here, Dex DJTweeny: I have a machine that listens to the stream Mr. Bark Bark: It's in the water. DJTweeny: That's why it's good to have a warm-up set :) Dexter Fong: Got it now tweeny, thanks DJTweeny: hmmm, the stream is rather yellowish DJTweeny: kewl Dex :) Mr. Bark Bark: He was in the chapel. It's soundproofed. Dexter Fong: So god can't hear us i imagine Mr. Bark Bark: Thursday is my worst day-- I get up at four a.m., and only had three hours' sleep overnight... Will try to stick it out tonight... Dexter Fong: Bark: You gotta start young if you wanna stick it out Mr. Bark Bark: Or wait for warmer weather. DJTweeny: wow Bark :/ Mr. Bark Bark: I'm trying to decipher that glyph. ||||||||| Catherwood leads EWeston into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:52 PM, then departs. Mr. Bark Bark: Clean it up, you guys, it's Weston. Dexter Fong: Hey EW EWeston: Evein Tweeny, Dex. I heard that Mr. Bark Bark. ||||||||| Bobbelieu enters at 8:53 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Mr. Bark Bark: What did you say? EWeston: I mean in whose movie Dexter Fong: Hi BBlieu Mr. Bark Bark: This is no movie! ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:53 PM, dragging nightwhispers by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?" ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies lily in through the front door at 8:53 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. DJTweeny: Hi Bob, EW, NW, lily Mr. Bark Bark: What are all these Mexicans doing here? Dexter Fong: Hi lily and NWhisp EWeston: Oh yah! Whattaboud this gren screen eh? lily: Bobbelieu Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston lily Mr. Bark Bark nightwhispers signpainter hello all and hope you are all frosty and thans Djtween for a laugh or two Bobbelieu: Anybody home...ome..ome...? nightwhispers: howdy EWeston: Ah Lily snuke in Mr. Bark Bark: Huzzah! Dexter Fong: snuke = silent a bomb? Mr. Bark Bark: Shh, you'll wake the snuke. EWeston: Snot here. Dexter Fong: I got some spit Mr. Bark Bark: Isn't this the Old Same Place? ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'COtech', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:56 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... ||||||||| 8:56 PM: Beet jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Dexter Fong: Looks the same EWeston: Any mucus in a dark storm lily: the devil you say Beet: Evening all. DJTweeny: Hi CT, Beet Dexter Fong: Hey Beet Mr. Bark Bark: Hey you guys! Dexter Fong: Yes? EWeston: We got the beet de dah dedah dedah Beet: Is COtech cylindrical? Mr. Bark Bark: Don't GoGo yet! ||||||||| Catherwood leads Cat in through the front door at 8:57 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| Catherwood escorts llanwydd 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. Dexter Fong: Hey cat llanwydd: we staring early tonight? Dexter Fong: Hi llan DJTweeny: Hey Cat, LL Mr. Bark Bark: It's five o'clock somewhere... Beet: Yo EW Cat Dex lily Tween et al EWeston: I'll get my boots on. Hey Cat an Illan Beet: Hi Llan lily: hey beet lily: muck with lucks ||||||||| "8:58 PM? 8:58 PM!!" says Catherwood, "squeeze_the_wheeze should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as squeeze_the_wheeze enters and sits at the bar. Mr. Bark Bark: Whew, that's a load off my mind. squeeze_the_wheeze: got stuck in the dwarf maples...howdy all DJTweeny: Hi wheeze Beet: hey squeeze Cat: high, chatters EWeston: I prefer a load on the ol spleen squeeze_the_wheeze: I hope all is well Mr. Bark Bark: (Chatter chatter chatter) llanwydd: never heard radio now before ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 15, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" llanwydd: or before now DJTweeny: You're in for a real treat :) ||||||||| shoes for the dead steals in around 9:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Cat: its good, llan Dexter Fong: Hi squeezeHi shoes EWeston: Nominal. He's turning over! shoes for the dead: Howdy Mr. Bark Bark: Dr. Federman, is it really you? Thank goodness! Cat: hey shoes. EWeston: Shod mang Beet: Hi shoes ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Razarius', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Cat: helllo to your wife, thong Beet: Hello NSA guy EWeston: And I'm ready for pot luck brain surgury lily: toungue and soul DJTweeny: Hi Razarius ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “RADIO NOW LIVE! - PT 1” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#RNLIVEPFTFTJ **' Dexter Fong: Amazingly timesly barnstormer sermon!! Cat: smoke pot and good luck with the brain surgery Mr. Bark Bark: Vote yes! Or no. nightwhispers: dear friends EWeston: Yah Dex Mr. Bark Bark: Are those my bits? EWeston: Yes and you can still beet the cleaners to them lily: brain salad don't forget the beacon bits shoes for the dead: do they fit in your mouth? Cat: i may or may not have been involved with recording this album ||||||||| Deputy Dang waltzes in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Mr. Bark Bark: Not at this age. Cat: no, i wasnt. EWeston: That's what teeth are for, or were for. Dexter Fong: Hey DD Mr. Bark Bark: I may or may not be listening to this album. Deputy Dang: Anybody lose a door knocker? shoes for the dead: beacon bits - dit dit hah Cat: this was portland before they came to seattle. i was involved with that show Mr. Bark Bark: We already had one, but he vanished, mysteriously. shoes for the dead: dah Cat: how about a door hooker? EWeston: Yes he took off mysteriously yesterday Mr. Bark Bark: She swings both ways. Beet: I already have one Mr. Bark Bark: Let me introduce myself, I am Nick Danger. EWeston: Get a pair. Its trendy you know Cat: god's clown, a ref to a flick the firesign made that took place on the moutnain outside of portland lily: for when you are lost in the chunnels of your mind Cat: two knockers or two hookers? EWeston: Ah the choice of dreams Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln Dexter Fong: Don't knock the hoookers shoes for the dead: better than two hookers with only one knocker Mr. Bark Bark: Eat it raw! Beet: two hookers four knockers ||||||||| 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!" nightwhispers: pork! lily: knock knock knock on your hookers back door Razarius: Like the lady said; "Live it or live with it!" EWeston: Five knockers for Freedum Mr. Bark Bark: Ask him! DJTweeny: Hi Dang llanwydd: I'd love to see an oyster bar called Eat it Raw Deputy Dang: Good morning Mr. Bark Bark: Ha Cat: only in trees, night DJTweeny: funny, Llan EWeston: Assume the position Depty Mr. Bark Bark: Tonight's wacky Foxhole Feature... Razarius: Deputy Dan has no friends lily: seveche Cat: it is possible i hate something more than oysters but not likely ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:07 PM and dude bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| Outside, the 9:07 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving Mudhead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hi dude EWeston: That was my cat Beet: what's up, dude? DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead shoes for the dead: they were right about the lumps ||||||||| 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." llanwydd: hey muddy lily: get your peaches here shoes for the dead: hey Mud and Dude Dexter Fong: Hi dude and Muddie EWeston: Mudster Mr. Bark Bark: Gee Mudhead! dude: I'm late Mudhead: Good morrow Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln Mr. Bark Bark: But it's today! Beet: howdy Mud EWeston: Past its sell date marrow Mudhead: howdy all Deputy Dang: he was very big in his extremities shoes for the dead: and it's Now! Mr. Bark Bark: Vic Morrow? Cat: depends on what It is llanwydd: no, cousin brucie EWeston: Can I go to the bafroom? ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bobbelieu - dead from jaundice ||||||||| signpainter - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... lily: llan thats how I got hooked on hockey ||||||||| 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: cousin lenny bruce? ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:10 PM, dragging Zooky Fogg by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" Cat: canadian heroin, lily nightwhispers: damned sponges shoes for the dead: Gad Zooks1 llanwydd: hey zook lily: so ture cat Dexter Fong: Hey Zook Mudhead: like my agent, he sucks EWeston: Zooky do wah Zooky Fogg: Good evening, Fire Folks. Mudhead: tho i dont know why yould like my agent, he sux Zooky Fogg: A sweeping greeting to all. Cat: fogg Cat: mud Beet: hello zook DJTweeny: Hard to believe this was over 15 years ago EWeston: Sweep up those catfish eggs would you DJTweeny: lol Zooky Fogg: Been a quick week here. Mudhead: hard to fathom I'll be 60 years old next month shoes for the dead: roe roe roe your boat DJTweeny: How Time Flys Dexter Fong: Put the catfish eggs in the omelet EWeston: Soon we discover boredom Cat: Zazu Pitts? DJTweeny: Will be to good to have you in the club, Mudhead :) Zooky Fogg: No such thing as boredom in my world. EWeston: I hate how they look when their hardboiled Mudhead: No, Im 60, I dont need a club ||||||||| Catherwood ushers pinholeF200 into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:14 PM, then departs. Cat: i think firesign audience is laregely in its 60s DJTweeny: Hi pinhole Deputy Dang: I wish they had some of these on video. (Do they?) ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Cat: pin EWeston: Recently 64 here shoes for the dead: hey Pin lily: but I am 60 so DJTweeny: just a moment, Dang EWeston: Hi Pinhole llanwydd: I'm 53. I'm a latecomer Mudhead: Bambi and I share a birth date pinholeF200: Evening to all and sundry, even tho its thursdy Rufus_T_Firetween: ** ALL FIRESIGN RELEASES, BY CATAGORY - http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?category=all Zooky Fogg: A lot of collective wisdom? Mr. Bark Bark: I'm back! It was a success! I've been to Ancient Greece-- look at this grape! shoes for the dead: wiz-dumb EWeston: Not a loot of collective wisdom llanwydd: so am I,pin. let's order a drink DJTweeny: I don't see anything about a video of this being available lily: I ll share fairs fair DJTweeny: Would be cool if they offered a DVD, though Cat: theonly way you can have been to ancient greece is to be anciednt yourself Deputy Dang: I've never seen any videos of them in anything. I admit I haven't looked on YouTube, though. shoes for the dead: if you can't see it, it isn.t a video Mr. Bark Bark: You wouldn't know it to look at me now... DJTweeny: there's a ton of stuff on Youtube pinholeF200: it's a believeo EWeston: He could have borrowed Obama's time machine ||||||||| 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: dang, there is a ton of firesign stuff on youtube Mr. Bark Bark: You mean UTV. Deputy Dang: Okay, cool. There goes my Saturday. ;-) DJTweeny: some firesign faux commercials llanwydd: didn't know they did this on stage Mudhead: and even on air Mr. Bark Bark: Well, they can't, except in Washington State. lily: those vws fabu Zooky Fogg: I'm in a 100 plus complex and I don't find the collectivity increases the working intelligence that you might infer upon it. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln Deputy Dang: afk--starting dinner Cat: llan, i saw them do this many times EWeston: I think your entering into mob intelligence there Zooky Cat: i don tknow how many shows i'[ve seen, but probably a dozen DJTweeny: lol Zooky Mr. Bark Bark: I've never seen them live. llanwydd: I've only seen one Cat: and you never will, bark Zooky Fogg: True though, Tween. Mr. Bark Bark: I've seen the rains down in Africa... Cat: no pete, no firesign lily: and we never will pinholeF200: being in the Midwest, saw only one live show, in 1974 Mudhead: I was watching some MST3K last ago, and caught some Firesign riffs Cat: i think austin said that when he was here one time EWeston: This particular show is different than their other runs through it, that I've seen Beet: I never will. shoes for the dead: kinda like the 4 Tops llanwydd: I saw them in 1981 but they didn't do Bozos Cat: lily, there is enough of their stuff released already, and more will come. lets rejoice in that lily: I do cat I do ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Don G. O'Vanni', just granted probation at 9:22 PM", then leaves hurriedly. lily: thats why I am here to partake in what i don't know DJTweeny: Hi Don llanwydd: O, Don... Mudhead: What kind of car did Pete end up with, a Benz? Dexter Fong: Hi Don G shoes for the dead: even Don swows up pinholeF200: what you don't know won't hurt you Don G. O'Vanni: Hi Kids! Mr. Bark Bark: A benzedrine. Cat: did i just ask you to marry me, lily? I have to start cutting down on all these intoxicants. Zooky Fogg: There's life Lily. Mudhead: We take drugs seriously in my family EWeston: The site Dons again Don G. O'Vanni: Hearing them do this live would have been so much fun! ||||||||| 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!" Mr. Bark Bark: The site's Don again? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln lily: funny cat Cat: it was, don. i saw them do this in seattle many times lily: zook life is not worth laughing at EWeston: There is the public tv show they did. Don G. O'Vanni: I've always been restricted to my vinyl collection. shoes for the dead: I saw them do this also Cat: that pbs thing from 78? EWeston: Xite Don. Don site. now clench up shoes for the dead: differenr Portland show Zooky Fogg: Then what's all the laughter about? Dexter Fong: Lilly that's why I cancelled my subscription to Zook's Life Cat: i try, lily Mr. Bark Bark: I had a restricted covenant with my Super-8 films till '64 ||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Rufus_T_Firetween: ** WEIRDLY COOL PBS Video Special - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=wc-rv EWeston: In post milienium I though Cat lily: flubs in the tub Don G. O'Vanni: Bottom-Fiedler Films? LOL. EWeston: That's it Rufus Rufus_T_Firetween: Try that, Dang Cat: In pre millenium, you thought Dog? Zooky Fogg: Can't we all just have fun? Dexter Fong: What's next Budgies? Don G. O'Vanni: This live recording is a trip...almost a mashup of their bits... Cat: yes we cam. fpgg Cat: yes don. they had to keep it fresh Dexter Fong: Sure Zook 'till someone gets hurt, then it's even funnier ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" EWeston: They devolve in to dinosaurs Cat: are we having fun yet? pinholeF200: T-minus two minutes and couuuuuuuuuuuuuunting Zooky Fogg: Did I step in something. Don G. O'Vanni: The Santa Baby offramp...LOL shoes for the dead: it's all fun until someone looses a sense of humor EWeston: Its that season in the NW zookie lily: harsh Mr. Bark Bark: I let one loose a minute ago. Zooky Fogg: I need a yin yang adjustment. shoes for the dead: i keep mine on a leash pinholeF200: weapons of math destruction--a plague of locus EWeston: The color yellow can be good for that lily: we had a pet tadpole Cat: is there a female man? Beet: No doubt nightwhispers: dios mio Mr. Bark Bark: Hillary 2016! Don G. O'Vanni: Yeah, man, there sure is! shoes for the dead: loci EWeston: Its very fashionable llanwydd: no but your letters might be delivered by a mail woman Dexter Fong: afkfr Don G. O'Vanni: Ultra attractive. lily: edmund? Zooky Fogg: Bernie 2016 Mr. Bark Bark: I spent a weekend with him in 2016 EWeston: Go Burnie! ||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!" lily: Zook 2016 Rufus_T_Firetween: Mr. Bark Bark: Hillary 2016! << Elizabeth Warren, maybe shoes for the dead: Papoon 2016 Don G. O'Vanni: Not insane, Hillary! EWeston: She keeps saying no, frequently Zooky Fogg: Hell, I'm thinking of running just because. lily: I will vote for u zook shoes for the dead: Joe Walsh should run again EWeston: Its after 6. I stop running and start walking Don G. O'Vanni: I think I'll just sit in a tree and learn to play the flute! Zooky Fogg: There's one, Lily. pinholeF200: elizabeth warren is a lady, she can change her mind Mr. Bark Bark: Isn't it time someone turned on a little stopping power? Rufus_T_Firetween: Vote Zooky 2016! A Surrealist For The 21st Century! ||||||||| 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!" Cat: joe should just keep making good music EWeston: I've got this lightening Rod Cat: life's been good to him so far Rufus_T_Firetween: ditto Cat llanwydd: is he insane? Mr. Bark Bark: He's been up for a week! Zooky Fogg: You know any Norwegian Wood, Don. shoes for the dead: just an ordinary average guy Mr. Bark Bark: Would what? EWeston: With television dreams Rufus_T_Firetween: Where's PrincP? llanwydd: if he is, he should run for vermont governor first lily: slogun: if you are in a fogg vote for fogg Mudhead: I' in for my debreifing, Hanes no label size 36 please EWeston: Ain't been really seen for over a month Beet: Ventura for President Mr. Bark Bark: And you can believe me. Because I'm always right, and I never lie. nightwhispers: porked Rufus_T_Firetween: Ventura will wrestle Romney? EWeston: Daffy Duck for PRez ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bunnyboy in through the front door at 9:35 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Bunnyboy: Here's Red! Beet: At least Cat: how would i know DJTweeny: Hey Bunny Cat: hey bun llanwydd: Hey BB EWeston: Ney Bunny Mudhead: Id pay a dollar for that! pinholeF200: how 'bout Al Franken, he's good enough, smart enough and funny enough Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln Bunnyboy: Wahoo Wahoo Wahoo, Yadda Yadda Yadda! Mr. Bark Bark: Al Franken is great. shoes for the dead: Bun! Cat: lolpin Cat: i loved him on air america, not so much on snl llanwydd: yeah, if w was smart enough, franken is EWeston: Gotem in the back with the jackalopse lily: zing zing zing Rufus_T_Firetween: Franken would definitely add something to the debates EWeston: I' vote for Al F. Bunnyboy: Bring on the sick days! ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" pinholeF200: Franken and SNL didn't get along he's done better stuff Zooky Fogg: Cookies for everybody. Know I need a running mate, Rufus_T_Firetween: Reminds me of the Robin Williams movie "Man Of The Year" Don G. O'Vanni: I'm a victim of insense! Cat: i tried to get firesign on air america, with not much success Rufus_T_Firetween: I hear FST and SNL didn;t get alon. That's really too bad. Could have been fun Rufus_T_Firetween: *didn't get along Cat: maybe, tween. Cat: kinda different sensibilties, though llanwydd: where did you hear this, tween? Rufus_T_Firetween: maybe shoes for the dead: probly had to do with Power, Rufus lily: ny snobs Don G. O'Vanni: Ralph! I'll take it! Rufus_T_Firetween: Some of their faux commercials like Rat In A Box are definitely SNL material Zooky Fogg: My first declaration will be Star Fleet Head Quarters is wherever I'm at. Now let's do the budget. Mr. Bark Bark: There's something inherently jealous about the SNL system. Bunnyboy: Anybody ever seen, or done, a sketch, or improv, where the characters predicate their speech with words describing their emotional state? Rufus_T_Firetween: from cat actually, llan EWeston: Loren Michicles was reported to have a hard spot against them llanwydd: interesting Rufus_T_Firetween: Cat said Lorne Michaels didn;t like them for some reason Cat: sounds kinda familiar, bun lily: Mr Foog how do you stand? Bunnyboy: Par exemplum: I've always wanted to start a (stage) rant, by simply declaiming the word: "Incensed!" Dexter Fong: Bunny, I've done some performance improv, not sure what you mean Rufus_T_Firetween: vaguely, Bunny Mr. Bark Bark: He liked a lot of lesser comedians. EWeston: On his feeets! Zooky Fogg: Then I'd replace the Pope with Tommy Chong. Cat: true, bark shoes for the dead: power and control Bunnyboy: EWeston: In Canada, they spell it LORNE. Mr. Bark Bark: I thought somebody already did replace him with Chong. llanwydd: lol, zook ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Barney - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: Bunny: You provlaim "Incensed!" and thencontinue in a normal voice? EWeston: Fair enough, I misspelled his last name too. ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." pinholeF200: I've got news for you Zook, the pope IS Tommy Chong ||||||||| 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 Elayne plummets into the garden at 9:40 PM. Don G. O'Vanni: And the President IS named Schickelgruber Elayne: Evenin' all! Mr. Bark Bark: I'm going out there, Maury! lily: pin no wonder thanks DJTweeny: Hey Elayne EWeston: Pope FRank for Secretary of State lily: Hi E Beet: Hi, E llanwydd: I like francis but you can't deny he is a bit unpopish EWeston: Lo Elayne shoes for the dead: El! pinholeF200: common name among Islamists in Kenya Zooky Fogg: Happy to turn a smile ||||||||| 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!" Elayne: So we're seeing DocTech and Lili this Saturday, any messages you'd like me to pass along? Dexter Fong: Hi elayne EWeston: Bit old too ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Bunnyboy: Dex: with barely contained fury. Mr. Bark Bark: You could definitely have sex with THAT hat, though. Beet: Is the Pope Catholic? Mr. Bark Bark: That's what everyone's asking, Beet. DJTweeny: Elayne, thm they have to reschedule their billiard games so they can join the chat :) llanwydd: popes have been traditionally catholic, I believe Dexter Fong: Thanks Bunny with slightly worried curiosity EWeston: Satin is always a hit Elayne: LOL, Tween! I'll mention it but I don't think they'll agree. Mr. Bark Bark: The last one was, I know. DJTweeny: ;) Bunnyboy: I guess the standard response, even back to Commedia, would be: "How DARE you?!?" Zooky Fogg: White smoke means thier still contemplating, black is determined, and gray is send in Chong. Mr. Bark Bark: Hava at you! ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Cat: Hi El Elayne: So I was hoping to see Phil P back on chat now that he's back in the country... nightwhispers: sucking is good shoes for the dead: gesundheit EWeston: Donno. How dare I? Metaphysiclly absurd! ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Mr. Bark Bark: The internet knows no borders. ||||||||| 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." Dexter Fong: "I double dpg dare you" the standard reply Elayne: Hey Cat. Still havrn't finished reading that Spiegelman interview. :) I've always found him kinda boring, to tell you the truth. Bunnyboy: "Don't be for 'fraid! Nothing could happen to you!" Mr. Bark Bark: Unless you're in China, I mean. Elayne: He didn't really say anything Ted Rall said more angrily. :) Cat: as i told you i loved his two vancouver shows DJTweeny: I'm going to invite him, Elayne. Wanted to give him a while to settle in. DJTweeny: Would be great to hear some stories of his travels pinholeF200: In a box or in a hat? EWeston: Shutup, he agreed Elayne: I agree with both of them that political cartooniing is a dying, if not dead, art in the US now. Dexter Fong: "Okay Bunny, I will if *you* will Elayne: Sounds good, Tween1 Cat: i like the idea that cartooning is taken seriously Cat: not just for kids Mr. Bark Bark: If it's not dead, it's in hiding. pinholeF200: deadly seriously! EWeston: Its in the movies Elayne: Cat, political cartoons have never been for kids. But they're (a) not profitable in this country and (b) not really doable in this atmosphere, certainly since 9/11. llanwydd: it started with thomas nast didnt it lily: but it was my dream Bunnyboy: Yeah, good luck looking for animated titles, in US stores. Inevitably buried in odd places. Zooky Fogg: God bless you when sneeze and damn if you crap your pants. Is that how you run an administration. Mr. Bark Bark: That was Santa Claus. llanwydd: I wonder if that is where the word nasty comes from Elayne: You should read some of Ted Rall's recent comments about the state of political cartooning in the US. EWeston: Zippy the Pinhead is good. And syndicated too Cat: nast is an old fave Dexter Fong: I was just reading Fatwah Funnies....great cartoons of the Pope, Al Sharpton, and OJ Elayne: True EWeston, but Griffith is more absurdist than political. Elayne: Who's it by, Dex? Bunnyboy: Ted Rall? He still works? Mr. Bark Bark: This Modern World. Elayne: GOod lord yes, Bunnyboy.
Bunnyboy puts on a Danny Hellman mask. shoes for the dead: zippy was in the Boulder paper back in the 70's Elayne:http://rall.com/ Elayne: All the rants you could want! Bunnyboy: MBB: That would be Tom Tomorrow. Cat: i saw ted rall on democracy now the other day Dexter Fong: Elayne, calls himself Muwahar Capp EWeston: He's a lot of things, among them political, cultural, and surrealistic Elayne: Tom Tomorrow (Dan) is still around too. Bunnyboy: Does Rall bowhunt? llanwydd: you can always rant an apartment Elayne:http://thismodernworld.com/ Bunnyboy: Oops! Better watch out! Mr. Bark Bark: And just in time. pinholeF200: llan, that joke went flat Cat: there is a lot of great political cartoonage, and has been for a long time EWeston: I like TT. Not political but good is Nine Chickweed Lane Mudhead: Tom lives near me
Bunnyboy looks furtively for process servers. llanwydd: LOL, pin EWeston: There behind the internet servers Bunny. Look out! Bunnyboy: Yeah, I was funning. Of course Ted Rall still squalls. DJTweeny: Ralll's excellent Bunnyboy: Here's a cricket SFX, pinholeF200. DJTweeny: *Rall Elayne: Well, I'm afraid my absolute favorite comic strip nowadays isn't political at all. lily: watch out for quarks Mr. Bark Bark: And that would be? Bunnyboy: Catherwood, fetch a Cricket SFX! ||||||||| Catherwood hands a cricket sfx. Dexter Fong: Elayne, Nancy and Sluggo? lily: archie EWeston: They quawk funny Elayne:http://www.breakingcatnews.com/ It's absolutely brilliant, adorable, funny as hell, very sly... and about kitties! Cat: i really miss doonesberry ,which is kinda political Elayne: The woman who draws it based it on her own cats and family. ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" Beet: Haven't seen a newspaper in years EWeston: What's its name Elyane? Elayne: No, I never get my comics from the papers, which of course is part of the problem. Everything's on the web now, especially cartoons. Mr. Bark Bark: There hasn't BEEN a newspaper in years. Razarius: More coffins Warden ? ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Zooky Fogg: My heart device alarm has been going off. Need my battery changed. Why it is still invasive is discouraging in this day of science. Back to the sharp end of the knife! Mr. Bark Bark: Maybe you've been hacked, Zooky Cat: Wow. Great stuff, El ||||||||| 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!" llanwydd: I think the laser has a brighter future, zook EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure Bunnyboy: Well, it was a rebendable Short Stop. Check ya later, kids! Rufus_T_Firetween: the online NYT cartoon set isn't bad - http://www.uclick.com/client/nyt/db/ pinholeF200: more tea, Vicar? Elayne: I read, via RSS feed, the Daily Kos comics, TT of course, Ted Rall, Breaking Cat News, Matt Wuerker, xkcd, Wondermark, Mark Fiore... so much good stuff. Rufus_T_Firetween: I really like Tom Toles Zooky Fogg: The last time the anesthesiologist told me to count back from 10 and I said 11 and was gone and came back in at 973. lily: step away from the microwave zook EWeston: By by Bun llanwydd: nite bb Dexter Fong: Nite Bunny saying it with authority Mr. Bark Bark: Night, Rocky. DJTweeny: bye Bunny pinholeF200: see ya bun Elayne: Heh, Cat, I thought you'd appreciate Breaking Cat News! Georgia has quite the following, the comments section is always mandatory reading for me. Bunnyboy: Ditto for Toles! shoes for the dead: by Bun Elayne: Night BB! Beet: Nite Bun ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" lily: night bun Bunnyboy: WIth great feeling! ||||||||| At 9:54 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Bunnyboy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... pinholeF200: I'd walk a mile for a camel, but I'd ride thecamel back Dexter Fong: LLike atny songbirds, Bun lily: the pause that refreshes ||||||||| 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!" EWeston: Dromidary dromidaryoo llanwydd: I wonder if anybody has ever walked a mile for a cigarette ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| COtech - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... llanwydd: I mean just one Zooky Fogg: Dijery doo to boot Elayne: Oh, I forgot to mention Jesus & Mo - love that one. shoes for the dead: i'm sure of it, LLan Elayne:http://www.jesusandmo.net/ Dexter Fong: You could be out in a choke hold for saying that llan Cat: After Icy's death oue catshave become ourf lives EWeston: I think there maybe something else in that boot Zooky Fogg: I have Llan. Elayne: His latest is a good commentary on current events. llanwydd: that reminds me zook, do they still have that camel on the side of the road between shelburne and charlotte? Razarius: Killin pigs ain't Kosher sarge llanwydd: you may have seen it. the only camel I have ever seen north of the bronx zoo Mr. Bark Bark: Can the wise-lip, Sliverberg. EWeston: Snap out of it George Elayne: An I just started reading Scenes from a Multiverse http://amultiverse.com/ Cat: i got kicked out, maybe for poor sprerring Zooky Fogg: I'm not sure, LLan. There use to be there on 7 somewhere. EWeston: Help him up pinholeF200: can lead to metal demangement cat llanwydd: I thought that was amazing Cat: i love the idea that i now live at a time where a multiverse is consdiered a real possibility shoes for the dead: here's a line of coke Cat: In another universe, Bit is till alive, for example. Zooky Fogg: Whale tails on the highway nearby. pinholeF200: new coke or classic coke llanwydd: all possiblilities should be considered EWeston: Then he'll be high on false drugs lily: oops cola stain on the carpet Dexter Fong: That's what you sain in that other univerwe Cat Razarius: Lock and load private nightwhispers: kikikiki llanwydd: remember the days when we all thought outer space was infinite. drove you crazy didn't it Mr. Bark Bark: Zzzzzzip! Beep! ...do you remember NOW, Lieutenant? EWeston: The fuze has gone all wonky Beet: Llan, you mean it's not? Cat: maybe i'll live lnog enough for this to be proven, ability to connect with other universes ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. llanwydd: can't be Cat: llan, i dont think a finite mind can comprehend infinity pinholeF200: supposedly the whole sky would always be lit up if the universe were infinite EWeston: Plenty of new info on our own galaxy that is very interesting Mr. Bark Bark: Infinity in every moment. llanwydd: whatever a finite mind is lily: thinly valed Mr. Bark Bark: We have lost the sound portion of our pic-shmishion... Mudhead: I cant connect Tweeny pinholeF200: gloubner's disease strikes again nightwhispers: stream is dry as a bone, man Cat: where religions come from, bark Razarius: Godnight and good bless you Mr. Bark Bark: We will continue with the video portion, however... EWeston: What he said ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski sneaks in around 10:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Cat: you leaving us, raz? Elayne: Ah, 10 PM and I've hit that wall. Heading off to beddie-byes. Night all! nightwhispers: damned nsa censoring the feed again llanwydd: Hey Joh Deputy Dang: 16k line stopped, too shoes for the dead: cue the organist, Tween! Razarius: l8tr all Mudhead: ni ni E ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" DJTweeny: just a moment folks lily: night E Beet: G'Nite E ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Mr. Bark Bark: I can't even hear the Magic Bowel Movement now! nightwhispers: okeedokee pinholeF200: Night El EWeston: Warm fuzzies Elayne Mr. Bark Bark: We haven't seen the last of her! ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "10:02 PM and late as usual, it's Hemlock Stones (Genuine!), just back from Colorado." Beet: My sound is back shoes for the dead: By Elayne Dexter Fong: Ah, I see, was trying to figure out why no audio EWeston: That c minus broke the piano Mr. Bark Bark: My iron lung is working again! Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi, everyone! Rufus_T_Firetween: lost my connection to the RFD server Rufus_T_Firetween: just a moment... Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, Mr. Stones. ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'dude', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... EWeston: Then we got rythem. Hi Hemlox Zooky Fogg: Check Check Water Waiter Cat: stones, you are rolling in a bit late Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, don't go! I just want to say "high." Oops, I meant "hi!" (Oh my). Dexter Fong: Radio Free Delivery? DJTweeny: should be back now Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It's all a John Cage masterpiece here. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello to you, EWeston! Zooky Fogg: Hey Stones shoes for the dead: Hey dude Mr. Bark Bark: Four minutes yet? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): And hello, Barky! dude: my stream died Beet: Hi Stones dude: my stream died nightwhispers: will mr uh clem please report to the hospitality shelter DJTweeny: yeah, still not fixed yet... EWeston: Don't pour water on it Dexter Fong: Dude: dude everybody's streeam died Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Johan! I love your music! You are my favorite centaur composer! Mr. Bark Bark: I don't have the right plug-in! No wonder it smells like Glade in here. pinholeF200: put in a new Zeppelin tube dude: Ya got 20 seconds or i'm going to redtube Zooky Fogg: For once it isn't just me. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Johan, what is your favorite key? EWeston: A four legged piano, how quaint DJTweeny: I'm sorry folks, there's a problem at RFD Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Whew. I thought I had gone deaf for a minute there. Deputy Dang: Everyone, please stand on the rubber line. Mr. Bark Bark: I don't care about your private life, or what his name is-- I'm here to see Nancy- I mean,... Dexter Fong: Zook: It never was =)) Deputy Dang: Please keep your hands to yourself, thank you. Mudhead: The one I split with the sound effects guy lily: flash your zippo at me dude: all right everybody ..... Mr. Bark Bark: Throbbing. Dexter Fong: into the time machine dude: take off your clothes pinholeF200: now I'm beside myself EWeston: Everyone run to starboard Mr. Bark Bark: You don't understand how radio works! Cat: lily, the long lost Marx sister Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I hope to share with you all someday my F flat minor Piano Concerto for piano. lily: it looks good on YOU Dexter Fong: hit yopurself oberr the head with a bottle of '86 Dom Peri Cat: pass that grouch bag to me, groucho Beet: I've been in Ancient Greece. See this grape Zooky Fogg: Pardon me. My delusion. pinholeF200: all those years at Solid State U shot to hell! EWeston: Threats huh stones. I thought you beneath all that DJTweeny: ** That may be it for tonight, folk. I'm having trouble reconnecting ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Dexter Fong: Big deak raisin Cat: i'll roll up a couple of bombers and we can nag some sake ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Dexter Fong: deal Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Dude. Actually, I am not wearing clothes in the moment; I'm stuck my treesuit again! DJTweeny: I'll keep trying lily: zig fun Dexter Fong: I aint a naggin no snakes, No! suh EWeston: I've got two clowns, call. Mr. Bark Bark: I hope he gets back before all this dry ice melts... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, EWeston, I AM beneath it all! Dexter Fong: Hey Rube!!!!! shoes for the dead: 3 pentacles EWeston: Can you get some ice while your down there? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Westy, which clown should I call the AM or FM or DC? Mr. Bark Bark: Are you trying to BUY your way out of these proceedings? EWeston: Damn...folding now. ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Razarius - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Elayne - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: Babe Rube, he can't spell but he sure can hit home runs Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): How many of you are hippies out there? Dexter Fong: It's your clown Mr. Stones...you call the shots DJTweeny: OK, have 128 back Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah! Sounds like sounds like sounds... lily: Beet Cat Deputy Dang Dexter Fong DJTweeny dude EWeston Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) Johan Amadeus Myjetski Mr. Bark Bark Mudhead pinholeF200 shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg my toes is froze night all and thanks DJTween for a lovely time once again Beet: Retired hippie DJTweeny: bye lily ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Cat: ah, sound Beet: Nite lily Mr. Bark Bark: Yay!! ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." EWeston: Kiss's and stuff Lily Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well, We are all Bozos on this bus, are we not? Luv to you All! Cat: are we still married, lily? pinholeF200: see ya lily shoes for the dead: nitey, Lily Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Lily bye lo Zooky Fogg: See ya' Lil. Enjoy as your able. Dexter Fong: Thanks lily for those countless minutes that went into that heartfelt goodbye ||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)?! It's 10:11 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" lily: chow mein ew zook 2016 DJTweeny: Will have 16k back in a couple of minutes DJTweeny: Hi Stones Mr. Bark Bark: LOL Dex. lily: dex play nice Beet: 'Bye Stones pinholeF200: 128 is 5 by 9 Dexter Fong: Hey tween: what about us technically enhanced 128'ers Zooky Fogg: It's 11:59. Make the most out of what's left of the day. EWeston: Is that a recipe, or a political platform? Deputy Dang: I can switch to 128k if I'm the only on using it. Mr. Bark Bark: I think it's an IBM punch card. Mudhead: Im on 128k Dexter Fong: Yah big hog nightwhispers: things fall apart, the center cannot hold Deputy Dang: I'm on 128k now ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - from the DOMM Dear Friends Broadcasts “A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE INQUISITION”- listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS AT >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ **' EWeston: 128 fer me too, an two nightwhispers: got it, thanks Dexter Fong: Stream is back and louder than before =0 Mr. Bark Bark: What did you say? shoes for the dead: enunciation! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And 3 new words in Turkish ||||||||| 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: There we go ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! nightwhispers: what? DJTweeny: likely the program material, Dexter Mr. Bark Bark: Take my hand! pinholeF200: I was a pronouncer in the 70s and 80s EWeston: I reset the audio, and its good Dexter Fong: I SAID,"the stream is back and louder that befor =O" Zooky Fogg: I've got a pile of love songs Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Lolo, pin! shoes for the dead: you sure were old, Pin Zooky Fogg: Hey, that's one right there. EWeston: Why, are you a stranger in paradise? pinholeF200: was so much older then, I'm younger that that now ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" DJTweeny: ** OK, both streams back now DJTweeny: a problem with the remote server Dexter Fong: afkfr shoes for the dead: and you can pee into the stream ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about for DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln Deputy Dang: I haven't heard this before. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: That's right! Mr. Bark Bark: And that's important! Rufus_T_Firetween: from the DOMM collection, Dear Friends broadcast Originally broadcast October 18, 1970 Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I had the double LP of this WayBack When, haven't heard it in decades... ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! EWeston: Unless your a pissant. I've complained about this before Beet: Tri choleric area Rufus_T_Firetween: Do you have DOMM, Deputy? It should be in every Firehead's collection :) Zooky Fogg: There's two lovers in a tree EWeston: Near Pitsville and Doomtown Deputy Dang: I do not. Is it vinyl or CD? Cat: tree huggers? Cat: yes if you love firesigfn you need domm EWeston: Tree pinschers Beet: Catherwood, give Deputy the link ||||||||| Catherwood hands deputy the link. nightwhispers: mp3s on a dvd iirc Rufus_T_Firetween: Daeputy, it's DVD full of MP3s with a book Cat: they evoloved from radio and you can hear them evolve Zooky Fogg: I'm not sure. I quickly scooted by. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about for DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=domm-ln shoes for the dead: but no box Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Was that anoff the cuff link? Cat: this is that nightwhispers: it is many, many hours of what you're hearing now Zooky Fogg: Everything is a song to me right now. Dexter Fong: back ||||||||| 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!" Rufus_T_Firetween: not a boxed set like Box Of Danger, no Deputy Dang: Oh, maybe I do have it, but haven't listened to it yet. I bought a bunch of stuff last year before I moved this year. nightwhispers: and you must buy it, it is required pinholeF200: gotta sign off for this week, carry on y'all Deputy Dang: night night pinholeF200 Rufus_T_Firetween: but a very nice book about the Dear Friends Era to go with it Mr. Bark Bark: Right behind you, Pinhole. shoes for the dead: 73 Pin EWeston: Bye Pinhole, happy images Rufus_T_Firetween: au revoir, pin Beet: Nite guys ||||||||| pinholeF200 rushes off, saying "10:21 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" DJTweeny: nite Mr. Beet Mudhead: ni ni pin, beet Cat: by beet EWeston: May the ground cover you gently Beet shoes for the dead: by beet Beet: Actually I was telling the others bye. I'm still here Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Fare thee well, Pin! EWeston: I remain inconsolable ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And Beet Cat: welcme balck, beet. we need the borscht Beet: Sorry for the false alarm Dexter Fong: welcome ballock Johan Amadeus Myjetski: We won't miss a Beet! Cat: if only all alarms were false EWeston: Been there done that got the scars Cat: we wukk nuss a few beatkes Beet: The borscht is saved Cat: Beatles shoes for the dead: simmer down Cat: wow, my spelling is getting worse EWeston: Yes but for who? DJTweeny: Hi Johan Zooky Fogg: The lady tells me how to be a man / But dare I say or take a stand / she always get the upperhand / Oh why do I play Cat: and that's hard to do EWeston: Try dancing on Sundays ||||||||| 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 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: For the thrill of the game Zook Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, DJT! Zooky Fogg: Exactly, Dex Dexter Fong: You Hoo! Hello ludwig Cat: i went to an epty baebal stadum in hamamatsu, japan in 71 Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I can't dance on Sundays- it moves too fast... Cat: listened to bozos Dexter Fong: What was the score cat/ ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" EWeston: Devilish Sundays shoes for the dead: curbfront heisters! Zooky Fogg: Did they serve sushi, Cat? ||||||||| "10:26 PM? I'm late!" exclaims llanwydd, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. Cat: beers 6m sobriety 0 Cat: hi llan Dexter Fong: We-a gotta Devilfish special-a Beet: Llan is gone Cat: or by llan nightwhispers: inquisition time Dexter Fong: you were already here llan Cat: i dont ea sushi Beet: Llan are you here or what? EWeston: Sans fork? Zooky Fogg: Would that be Gregorian count, Night? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I was born in Lake Winnipisaki, one of a litter of three Mr. Bark Bark: All right, you kids, stay out of trouble. Night! Dexter Fong: Sans Pinky ring? Deputy Dang: night night Cat: by bark Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Heyo Barky Beet: Nite Bark EWeston: The devilfish has a pinky ring? shoes for the dead: woof woof Bark Zooky Fogg: Wut da ya ea? Dexter Fong: What's trouble to one man, Pilgrim is epiphony to a woman, dude EWeston: Bark away quietly now Zooky Fogg: Woofer EWeston: He's on the roof! Dexter Fong: The Devilfish gets ghat stuff to promote his jewler DJTweeny: ** Archives of these shows are available for one week at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow Dexter Fong: Is it Xmas yet, EW EWeston: I don't care about his private life shoes for the dead: and it's ruff up there DJTweeny: This one will take some editing, but it should be available sometime tomorrow Zooky Fogg: RoofBQ Johan Amadeus Myjetski: We need a faster pastor Cat: more pasta EWeston: Chase him with a jellyfish, on a fork Cat: ooze flash shoes for the dead: illegal in Ar Zooky Fogg: cold noodles will do me EWeston: Frontally, or down the back? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Gee, sorry to hear that Zooks shoes for the dead: depends on the sex EWeston: Yes please Zooky Fogg: It's really okay shoes for the dead: with a chaste jellyfish? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hard to determine sex of a noodle Dexter Fong: mAKE A MAN A FIRE AND HE CAN COOK ONE MEAL, SET A MAN ON FIRE AND HE WON'T BE ABLE TO EAT Zooky Fogg: Determination not required Dexter Fong: Sorry for the shout out Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You can make some terrible mistakes nightwhispers: words of wisdom EWeston: Throw out all the ones that were in those grainy, hard to interpet films Cat: Introduce a man to Cat: Firesign Theatre and his brain will eat forever Johan Amadeus Myjetski: A noodle? Dexter Fong: fire nad he wont want to shake hands shoes for the dead: yes Dear Friends EWeston: Gotta be keerful around some noodles Beet: Unpredictable pasta Dexter Fong: some o' them noodles is reeeal cold-like EWeston: Not to say clammy Johan Amadeus Myjetski: And squirmy shoes for the dead: slippery too Dexter Fong: Ooooh! sounds creamy EWeston: But never squiddly Dexter Fong: and dreamy shoes for the dead: tastes like pork ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Beet: saucy EWeston: Thank you shoes. I didn't want to ask. Dexter Fong: but it's been exposed to radioactive elements qnd will never go bad Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Pork 'n' noodles, ah yes! DJTweeny: and now, for the intellectual portion of our show... shoes for the dead: "like" pork Deputy Dang: According to my receipts in email, I bought DOMM back in August 2012. EWeston: Send me all your gold, cause it radioactive Deputy Dang: I guess I should find which box it's in, and give it a listen, eh? nightwhispers: well, there you go - dig for that treasure shoes for the dead: no box, Dep DJTweeny: Hope you can find it, Dang! EWeston: Such orthodoxy DJTweeny: tons of great material Deputy Dang: I've got a room full of boxes. I'm sure it's in there somewhere. Beet: One of the best audio bargains ever Dexter Fong: Dang: Dang, Dog you outta time Zooky Fogg: Freedom is calling. I gotta take this one. Be well, everyone. I gotta go excercise it. Ad Astra, Fireheads. Thanks Tween. EWeston: Don't let them start reproducing nightwhispers: firesign detector - ACTIVATE Dexter Fong: Night Zooky EWeston: Zone on Zooky Beet: G'Nite Zook. shoes for the dead: i used to live in a roo full of boxes.......... DJTweeny: have a great week Zooky Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Slide well, zooky! shoes for the dead: by Zook Deputy Dang: ni ni, ZF DJTweeny: that makes at least 2 cuts from the Dear Friends album Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah, the feel of the twenties! EWeston: Nyuck nyuck DJTweeny: shoes for the dead: i used to live in a roo full of boxes.......... << but then someone bought you and wore you? ||||||||| New notice: 'Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, that’s www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast. Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and listen to my show archives at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow' Dexter Fong:tWEEN: yOU MEAN "TWO CUTS *FOR* ...." EWeston: Over roos, or under roos ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" DJTweeny: true, Dex Dexter Fong: blrsh shoes for the dead: just a weak Jimi reference DJTweeny: this is 1970 nightwhispers: roomful of mirrors Dexter Fong: judt clearing myh goat DJTweeny: well, 2015, actually Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Pull 'em up EW EWeston: Throw elbows furtively, but with gusto! Dexter Fong: EW: Are you having a stroke or are you just trying to dance ||||||||| "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!" shoes for the dead: won ton do EWeston: That was a Procter line. I think it may grow EWeston: Advice for what to do after they cut your hands off, I think. shoes for the dead: monty crisco Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Democracy is really two wolves and a sheep voting on what is for lunch... Cat: that was a firesign idea from their earliest days EWeston: And the sheeps going,"can I take them?" shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!! EWeston: Eberning ing all its been delirious Dexter Fong: Thanks muchas Tweeny Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Yes EW, but not for long Deputy Dang: I enjoyed it even more! nightwhispers: woke up this morning and found myself dead ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Dexter Fong: And thanks also Merlin Cat: keep up the good work, tween shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it ! DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... Beet: This was a good one. Everyone have a good evening. Thanks Tween. Nite. Deputy Dang: ni ni all Dexter Fong: Nite Beet Johan Amadeus Myjetski: T'anks loads everybody! Tears of laughter! Deputy Dang: Thank you, DJTweeny Cat: off we drfift Cat: this is a great weekly event for us all ||||||||| Deputy Dang leaves at 10:53 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..." Dexter Fong: Dang Dog, Nite DJTweeny: Until last time, again... ||||||||| At 10:54 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, DJTweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... nightwhispers: thans man ||||||||| "10:54 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Rufus_T_Firetween, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the brambles. Dexter Fong: By the clock on my wrist and the clock on my monitor Tween is eearly ||||||||| Cat departs at 10:58 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Dexter Fong: Night fIREGANG ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| 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 Nabby falls out at 11:01 PM. Nabby: Best to all. Missed the show and your fire-fellowship. Back next time! ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Zooky Fogg - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| EWeston - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| nightwhispers - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Beet - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Mudhead - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Nabby - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Uh... Jerry close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 12:04 AM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room. Uh... Jerry: I think I'm late. Uh... Jerry: Sorry about that. Uh... Jerry: I have a good excuse, if that blunts the pain. Uh... Jerry: Really? You're not going to answer me? Uh... Jerry: Baby, that is no way to be. Uh... Jerry: Come on now, don't be mad... Uh... Jerry: You come into the bedroom and let me give you a nice, oily massage. Uh... Jerry: Oh yeah, you get comfortable. I'm gonna light a couple of candles, put on some of that soft music you like. Uh... Jerry: There we go. Turn out this light. Nice. Uh... Jerry: Oh yeah, so hot, baby... You turn me on so much. Uh... Jerry: You lie down on the side of the bed there. Uh... Jerry: Lovely... you are so sexy... Uh... Jerry: This is a new massage oil a guy had, he said it would make you feel really good. Uh... Jerry: "This'll get rid of aches and pains," he said. Uh... Jerry: I'm gonna get my clothes off... gimme a second. Uh... Jerry: Right, let me warm up some of this oil on my hands before I begin... your..... Uh... Jerry: Whoo... You smell that? What is that? Uh... Jerry: I'll check the bottle... label is greasy... whoops Uh... Jerry: Man, I got that everywhere! Rub it in to your skin, baby... Get yourself good and oily! Ah, me too! Uh... Jerry: ...that's um. Uh... Jerry: that's um. Uh... Jerry: nice Uh... Jerry: Look! A yellow submarine. Uh... Jerry: Let's go for a ride. Uh... Jerry: LesssgofrariiiiideÑ Uh... Jerry: Oh, baby Ñ I think Ñ I think! Uh... Jerry: I think this should be a lot stronger and that slimeball ripped me off. ||||||||| Uh... Jerry, spotting Bradshaw, runs into The Sitting Room. ||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."
The Evening's Participants:
Beet
Bobbelieu
Bunnyboy
Cat
Deputy Dang
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Don G. O'Vanni
dude
Elayne
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
lily
llanwydd
Mr. Bark Bark
Mudhead
Nabby
nightwhispers
pinholeF200
Razarius
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Uh... Jerry
Zooky Fogg
