||||||||| 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 22, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with DJTweeny close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 7:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary. ||||||||| 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 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) **' ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Rufus_T_Firetween inside, makes a note of the time (8:33 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:46 PM, dragging nightwhispers by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?" DJTweeny: Hi NW nightwhispers: howdy ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Dexter Fong close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:48 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room. Dexter Fong: Hello Dear Friends ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" DJTweeny: Hey Dex nightwhispers: howdy Dexter Fong: Evening night ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:51 PM and Cat waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Het Cat Dexter Fong: Hi Cat ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:52 PM and EWeston sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi EW Cat: Hi all ||||||||| 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: Good buddy every howdy, or sumpin like that Dexter Fong: Hey EW nightwhispers: howdy ||||||||| ah....clem steps in at 8:53 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. DJTweeny: Hi clem ah....clem: Hey,there. Open up. your doorknocker fell off! ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." Cat: dylan says older people got to be more wise. ||||||||| Outside, the 8:54 PM bus from Raleigh pulls away, leaving lily coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:54 PM and late as usual, it's Screwball, just back from Hellmouth." EWeston: Dex, cat an the tweenster Cat: i think he phrased things better in his songs Dexter Fong: Hi lily ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Cat: hi flower Cat: ball DJTweeny: Hi lily, screwball EWeston: Lily Just the factoids mam ah....clem: Hey there. Your door knocker fell off lily: ah....clem Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston nightwhispers hello all and a good thur to us and thanks DJTween ahead of time for a laugh or twelve Screwball: Hello All!! Cat: thanks for reminding me how much i disliked the everly brothers, tween ||||||||| Deputy Dang steals in around 8:55 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." EWeston: An vanished mysteriously lily: I R SCREWBALLY Cat: dang Deputy Dang: Dang me. DJTweeny: Hi Deputy EWeston: Off the roof Doggy? lily: take a rope and Deputy Dang: Good evening, all. Cat: the firesign had several mushrooms plays about hemp, smoking rope ah....clem: Dang! You have no friends! ah....clem: jk Cat: sesame mucho and moby budd come to mind Deputy Dang: It could be that they are all figments of my imagination. lily: friends better with a good red wine EWeston: The great white toke ||||||||| 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." Cat: must have been BC Budd DJTweeny: After Radio Now Live, I'll be playing Pete Moss from Proctor & Ossman, and includes Merlyn in the cast :) Deputy Dang: I don't look into their eyes. Even if that have... no eyes. ah....clem: r u logging in from the hASHFIRE iNN? Cat: mint and figs? how morrocan ah....clem: CAP! ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule. Cat: "ah, morrrocan blue" from Tile it Like it Is, I think Firesign's last mushroom play from dec 24, 1967 EWeston: Hide the body quick! ||||||||| shoes for the dead enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn. Dexter Fong: Hi shoes shoes for the dead: Howdy ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'pinholeF200', just granted probation at 8:59 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Cat: there was a joke in that play about the fabeled morrrocan blue. better than acapulco gold EWeston: SftD not DOA Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): A Quick Hello, Dear Freuds! Hope all of you have had a fine week! Cat: shoes, pin shoes for the dead: hi Pin ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:59 PM and Johan Amadeus Majetski bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi pinhole Cat: we always have a fine week. it's the strong that's a problem DJTweeny: Hail and well met, Stones DJTweeny: Hi Johan Cat: ski pinholeF200: Hi shoes, Cat, Tween and all ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 22, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" ah....clem: Blue Morrocan? that sleezy weezel! Johan Amadeus Majetski: I'm down safe & sound lily: wee wee Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I saw that body, EWeston. We needn't worry: it's only the body politic and that has been dead since Reagan took office. Cat: hi clem EWeston: I took a bastard file to my week, its still coarse ah....clem: amen! shoes for the dead: navel observer Johan Amadeus Majetski: Hi DJT! Johan Amadeus Majetski: Everybody! shoes for the dead: he rasped EWeston: True dat humdinger lily: grate ah....clem: Have a happy bowel movement? pinholeF200: my week has a tang that I like DJTweeny: Hi shoes Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, Johan Amadeus! My favorite decomposer! EWeston: Mind the scale Cat: are you an astronaut? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Yep. In The key of C minus! Deputy Dang: Who isn't? shoes for the dead: missed ya sunday, Tween pinholeF200: orange you the funny one Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thank you, clem, for asking about my BM. It was most happy! Johan Amadeus Majetski: Yo ho, Hemlock! ah....clem: ah hem! ||||||||| 9:03 PM: Doctor Dog jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" shoes for the dead: too seedy? ||||||||| 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!" Johan Amadeus Majetski: Call him Happy, cos he is! Cat: dog Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Johan. The key of C minus is my favorite key--no sharps, flats, or trollops to worry about. ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Koyemsi into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:03 PM, then departs. lily: is that clock right EWeston: Dats da bunny Doctor Dog: I'm an astronaut, and I'm on Julia twice a week Cat: good to hear merl's work again. firesign have worked with a lot of us Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): What compositions are you currently working on, Johan? Cat: I bet Julia is really happy about that. shoes for the dead: Alladin is a good theatre ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Nabby close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:04 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room. shoes for the dead: nabby! Cat: nabby Dexter Fong: Darling Nabby Nabby: Jello! ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “RADIO NOW LIVE! - PT 2” - 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 **' EWeston: Dahlinck Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I am not sure what you line of work is Doctor Dog, but I hope Julia is enjoying all the work you are putting into her enterprise. Johan Amadeus Majetski: "If I'm nowhere, then so are you" nightwhispers: what? art bell is out of retirement? lily: catherwood give nabby no doze ||||||||| Catherwood gets nabby no doze. Cat: austin write great liner notes pinholeF200: Jello, how are you Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Nabby: Goodly and your elf? DJTweeny: Hello to Koyemsi and Nabby lily: i see you found the fine yellow snow Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Johan, I do subscribe to solipsism. So, I don't know if anyone else exists! Cat: i asked austin what a cat pee toilet was. cats piss and shit in the same place, like most animals DJTweeny: Hi Dr. Dog Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Just kidding. EWeston: There's a women on this chat. And its not who you think Nabby: Thanks lily Cat: koly Nabby: Hi Tweener DJTweeny: lol EW shoes for the dead: is solipsism a monthly or weekly? Cat: is it you, weston, e? ||||||||| Catherwood says "9:07 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Koyemsi by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Where is Elayne? Elaine you are a woman, right? Cat: this chat was founded by a woman, Elayne, who often appears nightwhispers: what are you, um, wearing? Nabby: Night whiskers.... EWeston: Check everyone for a dead ant farm Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Shoes, that is a good question. But I think solipsism is for the lifetime of the solipsist. Cat: talking shell fish? shoes for the dead: a slinky burnoose EWeston: An enticing scent, and a smile. The rose is for dental purposes Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): We can't ALL be solipsists on this bus! lily: just perfume Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Only one solipsist at a time! lily: ew Nabby: per what? Cat: the only thing austin says to me these days is "get a dog? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi, Lily! What is your relationship to the the Firesign Theatre? EWeston: Default solipisit trader monthly Nabby: what's a solips solipis silop er... ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Screwball - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... DJTweeny: Well he is an expert, Cat lily: Just love to laugh Hemlock pinholeF200: Solipsist-I'm always here but the rest of you go away sometimes shoes for the dead: I thought you were their aunt, lily Johan Amadeus Majetski: I'm a silly sopist, myself Cat: the austins have land for their dogs to run about. we are probably moving to a small place. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Whatever Phil says is OK with me -- as long as he doesn't denigrate The Giant Rat of Sumatra! That is my lifeline -- and paycheck! ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" lily: God I am not that old Nabby: Pistoff soloist Cat: lily, does anyone not love to laugh? Cat: you are paid by a giant rat? just like everybody else Johan Amadeus Majetski: I even laugh at love, sometimes EWeston: Even Dick Chenney likes to laugh, evilly lily: ah cat too many have forgotten how Cat: i'm sure hitler had a great sense of humour DJTweeny: Cheney's laugh is more like a sneer, EW Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Does Dickie like to laugh? Only from the throat! Cat: i dont think so, lily. it is an instinct. ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Nabby: laughing is a gas plus it's habit foaming ||||||||| Ice Cream Mister steals in around 9:13 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident." Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dickie and Adolph... I can't tell one from the other. DJTweeny: Mel Brooks certainly did, Cat ;) DJTweeny: Hi ICM Cat: even when most of the rest of the brain functions have ceased. Cat: springtime for hitler in germany! ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." Nabby: Hi ICM Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln Nabby: worthleth lily: it had buttons on it Cat: my 96.5 year old mother, a big fan of hitler, died a few weeks ago. still could laugh though EWeston: Yeth ith worthlith DJTweeny: so sorry to hear about your Mom, Cat :( DJTweeny: a long struggle ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:14 PM and late as usual, it's Little Jackie , just back from New York." Cat: thank you, tween. DJTweeny: Hi Jackie Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Sorry to hear about your Mom, Cat. But 96.5 is a great run. Cat: hi little ||||||||| Catherwood leads Zooky Fogg into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:15 PM, then departs. Nabby: 96.5 is amazing ||||||||| 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!" shoes for the dead: hey Jackie DJTweeny: Hi Zooky Nabby: Hi Zooky Dexter Fong: Hey Zook pinholeF200: howdy LJ Nabby: Hey LJ EWeston: Zookie checks in Johan Amadeus Majetski: We should all live so long! Cat: hi fogg. yeah, but she spent her last decade in a fog. and it wasnt very zooky shoes for the dead: as the Fogg rolls in......... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): It's wonderful that she could still laugh. That is a lot to be grateful for! lily: zooky for pres 2016 pinholeF200: Hey, Zook-been at Kabloona Hour? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln Zooky Fogg: Broad sweeping two step hey, Folks. Thanks Tween and all to with Johan Amadeus Majetski: Gad, Zooks! Cat: but in her decade of dementia, she was happier than she had ever been as a non-demented person Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Lily, I intend to vote for Zooky in 2016. DJTweeny: happy is good Nabby: I'd vote 4 Zooky Zooky Fogg: What time zone Pin? Johan Amadeus Majetski: My own mom is just entering that phase, Cat lily: perpetuate the notion ||||||||| 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." pinholeF200: any zone for a libation shoes for the dead: note the perpetuation EWeston: And sit down on your own stoll Zooky Fogg: I'm deferring to Gracie Allen, Nab. 120 years of uncommon sense. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dear Heads, I must run off. I still have to go to the laundromat as I have run out of suds. ||||||||| 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." Cat: it can be a long or a short path, johan. my mother in law died in 2 years after rapid decline. Nabby: what is meant by "connection"? Nabby: koff Cat: dementia isn't a fatal disease in itself, its more a symptom DJTweeny: Best wishes with you trvailles, Stones lily: see ya hem pinholeF200: Keep rolling, Stones Nabby: Take care Hemlock shoes for the dead: see ya Stones EWeston: You put beer in your washer? DJTweeny: koff koff Johan Amadeus Majetski: Just open another can of bear whiz, Stones Cat: stones keep on stoning Zooky Fogg: Spirits will flow, Pin. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Good to see you all, and yes EWesty, I do always put beer in the wash in all life cycles. Johan Amadeus Majetski: Later, Hemlock! EWeston: Keep on stoning rolls ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Cat: would the firesign theatre exist if marijuana did not exists? ||||||||| Catherwood says "9:19 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ah....clem: just got my whizz from the fridge! Cat: an existential conundrum Zooky Fogg: I never pissed the rent somehow. DJTweeny: It's beyond drugs, Cat Johan Amadeus Majetski: I'll have a blue moss if you got one Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln ah....clem: you mean the nation is gradually legalizing the FT? Cat: true, but not my question, tween EWeston: I've got this poison arrow frog Nabby: Free FT! Cat: clem, hoover really wanted them off the air. lily: it licked you where Zooky Fogg: I've pissed a few other things. DJTweeny: I suspect J. Men Forever probably wouldn't, Cat ;) Zooky Fogg: I ain't no proud wolf for it. EWeston: I can only show you on the doll Cat: that's halucinatorily salacious, lily pinholeF200: brouhaha rhubarb lily: my point exactly Nabby: Hubert Heever EWeston: Sic em Woody! Cat: you have domm, tween. taylor's accompaning book, the bill mcintyre inhterview ||||||||| 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." ||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:22 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Haberdashery Barn. Elayne: Evenin' all! Cat: Hi El Dexter Fong: Hi E lily: hi e Nabby: Hi Elayne shoes for the dead: hi Elayne! ||||||||| 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." nightwhispers: howdy Cat: I hope wellness is within you EWeston: No that's Elayne DJTweeny: I've played that interview here, Cat. Has been a while Cat: hi night Elayne: DocTech and Lili say hi (at least they did last Saturday). Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tuned to a natural E! pinholeF200: hidyho Elayhne DJTweeny: will consider including it sometime soon Zooky Fogg: Hi E Elayne: I'm fine at present, Cat, thanks for asking. Cat: you saw doc and lily? lucky you Elayne: Love it, Johan! ah....clem: You mean I can vote and support free speach in the same dollar? DJTweeny: Hey E pinholeF200: Sorry, Elayne for porr sperring EWeston: Oops ||||||||| Outside, the 9:23 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Hes Nofun coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Zooky Fogg: Can you predict the dance of the flame or only that it will dance. Such fine detail for choreography would truly be a skill indeed. These logs are the dance. We are the licks intertwining. I don’t know what you’re going to say next or you I but it will be something. Elayne: Taken two of the mandatory three diabetes awareness courses so far. The last one is next Tuesday, then I can finally see an endocrinologist. ah....clem: porrige spilling? Elayne: And my blood sugar today was 149, which is down even from when I used to take it sporadically last year, so that's good. DJTweeny: Hi Hes ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Nabby: Hi HN Elayne: Made 10 minutes on the stationary bike. DJTweeny: ** WE’RE STREAMING LIVE!! - 128k (for broadband listeners) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k (for dial-up users) at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Zooky Fogg: Let's burn one ||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Ice Cream Mister - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Doctor Dog - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... shoes for the dead: and got nowhere Elayne: Small steps, but I have to build up my stamina, and 10 is better than 0. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln EWeston: What'll I do with the other ear? lily: e u go girl Elayne: Robin and I have been watching the latest season of QI on the Apple TV via YouTube. Great stuff. Dexter Fong: EW: Invent stereo shoes for the dead: shuck it Nabby: echo ah....clem: burning, Zogg! Elayne: We just finished watching the Christmas episode, featuring Carrie Fisher as one of the panelists. That was classic. ||||||||| 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: what is qi? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Not on a stationary bike, she'll go nowhere EWeston: E biking is a good excersize. How about swimming? Cat: sounds chinese Elayne: Cat, look it up. It's a sort of but not really quiz show out of the UK. Stephen Fry is the host. Cat: ok, thanks el ah....clem: they'rre speaking chinese, Nancy Elayne: EWeston, it's a bit cold for swimming. :) But I might join the local Y, I hear their pool is nice. EWeston: Some one stop me before I go Quad! Zooky Fogg: I can blow 5 smoke rings at once. Cat: didnt fry just get married yesterday? Elayne: Last weekend, I believe, Cat. His husband is like 40+ years younger than him. Cat: they must be really happy smoke rings Elayne: Stand-up comic by the name of Elliott Spencer. pinholeF200: Zook, I can only figure out how you could do four Nabby: five at the same time??!! wow Johan Amadeus Majetski: Lol, Cat! EWeston: You can be essentially zero G and work the muscles you need to Elayne: Very impressive, Zooky. I await the YouTube video. Zooky Fogg: Yes they are. I can almost do an Olympiv symbol. Nabby: 160 years amazing Elayne: Exactly so, EWeston. And I have lots of built-in flotation devices! :) Zooky Fogg: 2 nose 3 mouth ah....clem: how patriotic! Cat: Sauron returns lily: what else can you do with that tongue ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" shoes for the dead: a dollar sign, Zook? Zooky Fogg: I'll work on one E EWeston: Full disclosure 3 year letterman for HiS swimteam Nabby: in the future people will have more than one tongue Zooky Fogg: Nope. Just the Olympic symbol so far. Cat: lily, speaking of satanic tongues, have you the recent kids in the hall shows about death? EWeston: But less to say with them lily: floating on the salt sea Cat: death takes a holiday or something like that Cat: maybe 2 years ago Nabby: and more than two tongs Zooky Fogg: Split tongue devils lily shoes for the dead: gut easier ti tie lily: no cat bet its great Dexter Fong: yah got 16 tongues and whadya got Cat: hey el, i'll be in your mother's town in 2 weeks shoes for the dead: but easier to tie Cat: hope its warmer this time lily: well you will always have your shoes Elayne: Vegas, Cat? That's my mom's former town. She's in the Toms River NJ area year-round now. Apparently it was snowing a lot yesterday, she gets pretty depressed about that. EWeston: Clean teeth, at least on the tongues side Nabby: for industry Cat: not in japan, pinholeF200: any difference between ti chi and chai tea? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Annudder day in Boulder n ina dumptster yet... Cat: oh ok, el Nabby: more tongues cleaner teeth Zooky Fogg: I can do the cherry stem tie trick Cat: yes i'm on my way to my favret place outside of vancouver for a wek in feb EWeston: Without a spoter Z? Nabby: it's like having a little tentacle in your mouth Cat: supposed to be warm, but we'll see Dexter Fong: without a splinter Zook? pinholeF200: it comes in it must go out lily: octo tongue Zooky Fogg: Gave it up for swallowing to many. Elayne: Robin's ready to go back into the living room to watch the rest of QI. Next week, all! EWeston: And then fall right over Cat: by el Johan Amadeus Majetski: The mechanical push over lily: bye e Nabby: Take care E! shoes for the dead: stay well Elayne pinholeF200: well if 2 letters are better than us, go ahead El Zooky Fogg: No splinters, though. Johan Amadeus Majetski: Name it after Nancy EWeston: Hope your comfee Elayne Zooky Fogg: I can make four triangles with 6 lines. ||||||||| Catherwood escorts George inside, makes a note of the time (9:36 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Cat: take more drugs, fogg. you'll make even more shoes for the dead: hi George Cat: george Nabby: Hey G pinholeF200: Yo George DJTweeny: Hi George George: Hello Zooky Fogg: I take enough. Make a 3 pyramid and count bottom. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln EWeston: Great George Scott Johan Amadeus Majetski: Geo, welcome! Cat: welcome to firesign chat lily: hi george shoes for the dead: but do you take them seriously, Zook? lily: we bespoke that afore Zooky Fogg: How so, Shoes? Cat: we tqke drugs seriously in this household shoes for the dead: your drugs EWeston: Before our dread forskuum ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Little Jackie - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Hes Nofun - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| not insane sneaks in around 9:40 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." Zooky Fogg: I only do the ones that keep me alive. Nabby: drugs are false, take bugs! Cat: thats beautiful writing that calls for great acting ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Cat: ghost of goats indeed Zooky Fogg: That includes weed. DJTweeny: Hii NI lily: bugs are false take rugs EWeston: Take your receite Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “RADIO NOW LIVE!!” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rnl-ln shoes for the dead: but rugs lie too Zooky Fogg: I like whiffing eucalyptus for the passages. Cat: i have lived in cities and counries full of bugs, but Vancouover isnt bad pinholeF200: the bugs are in everybody's drugs Nabby: bong hit a firefly lily: mat I knew him well EWeston: So do bugs Nabby: koff EWeston: Not much of a koff Nabby: pass the blue moss please Zooky Fogg: Other tahn that only nasal wash gets up there. Cat: saint viagra? not in the original EWeston: Its hanging from the service drone Johan Amadeus Majetski: Let's just call it the phenomenon DJTweeny: We have some Pete Moss coming up next. Will that do, Nabby? Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please take drink orders from everyone and put the tab on EW ||||||||| Catherwood takes drink orders from everyone and put the tab on ew. Cat: but they alwsy updated and localized their stuff Nabby: that could work sure shoes for the dead: the moss is bugged! hi NSA guy! EWeston: Tab? who ordered this! Cat: a pitcher of sangria for me, please Deputy Dang: Tis dung? pinholeF200: can't have Tab--More Sugar! lily: two scotch sours here Zooky Fogg: Sifter's Difference for me, please. EWeston: Tis done dung Deputy Dang: More sugar! Nabby: diet croak--or nothing! EWeston: And I'll take a Chatue Haut Brion white, if yah got one in the fridge Nabby: I miss Moxie can you still get it? ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" lily: beat the beets and add a dollop shoes for the dead: Boing ho Dung ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" EWeston: Its been reverse engineered Nabby Zooky Fogg: Can I get a twizzler with that? lily: lets all go to the lobby EWeston: Try the Marine Market in downtown Paulsbo, Wa Nabby Cat: what shall we lob? Zooky Fogg: Anyone got a brain scanner I can borrow? EWeston: I've got this ball of aerther to lob Zooky Fogg: I have a theory. Johan Amadeus Majetski: I have a barrow you can scan for brains lily: keep that to youself ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" EWeston: Doe it have a good trajectory shoes for the dead: throw a towel on it pinholeF200: how about a braim scammer EWeston: I am beinging...off Nabby:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moxie Johan Amadeus Majetski: A theory, Zooks? I'm Tho thorry lily: burcca time Zooky Fogg: I want to watch my mind while I play my piano. Nabby: What did amiss? EWeston: I still have my chromium brain scraper Nabby: I don't want to watch your mind while I play piano Johan Amadeus Majetski: You amissed a mast DJTweeny: does it have a chromium switch? Nabby: I have some iridium cranial wax left if you....? EWeston: Its been amassed upon the mast Johan Amadeus Majetski: A little one, DJT Cat: when i was young, i played piano. Zooky Fogg: I can try it. What's to lose? lily: you can see daylight pinholeF200: I have a double pole double throw center off switch Johan Amadeus Majetski: Amassed upon the missed EWeston: No Nabby I'm orthodox only, cept Saturdays shoes for the dead: mist on the masses Nabby: a mastiff by the mast Zooky Fogg: I need something to talk to my Doc about. You have provided. lily: fortune amast ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Nabby: you can see tierra del fuego EWeston: Which he used to make for the warf shoes for the dead: a musty turd Johan Amadeus Majetski: And a missive by the mossed Cat: where once slept lincoln shoes for the dead: More Moss! lily: mostly murky EWeston: A look back, while blue pinholeF200: a mistic mystique mistake Zooky Fogg: I can see New york with my star app right through the walls. Cat: this really sounds staged shoes for the dead: peeper Cat: lol, cher. went to high school with her Nabby: playing to the crowd ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| not insane - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Elayne - dead from the common cold ||||||||| ah....clem - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| George - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... DJTweeny: well, it's ON a stage EWeston: A kreaper thou be Deputy Dang: Eyeball hats? Cat: youve seen them live, tween? DJTweeny: once, in DC in the early 70's Nabby: cool Tweeny Cat: doc tech, merl and i were part of the recording systmes for their seattle shows that came right after this. EWeston: Didn't see that one coming DJTweeny: I remember they were doing Anythynge, actually Cat: is merl here? DJTweeny: nice, Cat ||||||||| 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!" Zooky Fogg: I can see the moonlight in your eyes DJTweeny: not in the chat EWeston: The portholes work well yes Cat: yeah tween to be able to do anything to help the lads has been a highlihght of my life lily: oh sorry to hear that Johan Amadeus Majetski: I hate it when my moon smokes... DJTweeny: which is too bad, because he's part of the cast in the next play :) ||||||||| 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." Zooky Fogg: Anyone have a pump for my ball? Nabby: Seattle and Whidbey DJTweeny: The Patriots coach took mine Cat: they are are a fan driven phenomenon, without the vast puoictgfy tv or movies would give them. Cat: popularity] EWeston: I so wanted a bladdergate...still waiting, so close. DJTweeny: probably the case, Cat ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Zooky Fogg: It is all to the Refs who handle it all the time yet I hear nothing of it. ||||||||| 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!" shoes for the dead: those Canadian translations are tricky Cat: you have your own moon, jerry? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Balderdash, E, balderdash. lily: our future pres need air for his balls pinholeF200: or hers Cat: lol shoes, or sandals as you yankees call em pinholeF200: warren's a lady, but she's got balls Nabby: eh? EWeston: You see some really fast moving bladders these days. Cat: bee? Nabby: I hear if you have big balls you can be king of the beach Johan Amadeus Majetski: No, pee, i thinks lily: Hot lumps Zooky Fogg: I must change the continuum and abort my bid. EWeston: Mugg whumps? lily: zook we will not let you surrender Nabby: Hot lumps are the new big balls Zooky Fogg: It's not surrender. EWeston: Its the nieghbors then. shoes for the dead: if leected you will serve Johan Amadeus Majetski: That's right, Zooks, get ye immortality or gets ye dearth Nabby: Neither nuncle? lily: you'll feel better when the time changes Nabby: I had my nuncles removed at 8 shoes for the dead: is time going to change? EWeston: Nuncle Martin...Martha? Zooky Fogg: I serve where I am at my most effective and that is my duty. Cat: surrendef sounds like a gay porn film title shoes for the dead: faster or slower? Cat: sir ender Johan Amadeus Majetski: Time, time, time, see what has become of us pinholeF200: only if ender's game EWeston: Come hither conestoga Zooky Fogg: President would only serve as a cover identity and it gets complicated at the DMV. Johan Amadeus Majetski: Here ith Connie's sthogie Nabby: I'm sending the NSA mixed signals (they hate that) EWeston: Got some Igor in your heritage Johan? Cat: god for you nab Johan Amadeus Majetski: Yeth mathter EWeston: Alinge the Zeta Beam fuel!! Nabby: bye bye frog snot Zooky Fogg: Cigarsex nightwhispers: intense demonic activity! Cat: does anyone or anything ever dissappear if they are rememberd? Nabby: kid-proof prisonz Dexter Fong: I forget Johan Amadeus Majetski: No, Cat, not in this multiverse EWeston: Everything is recorded, by someone with a sharp ruler Cat: good point, johan. Zooky Fogg: My musical mistakes are the devil not wanting me to get it honest but screw 'em. It'll be my thing. Nabby: how many dimensions are there now? it taxes the brane shoes for the dead: Soloman? lily: it may all be recorded but no one knows where it is Nabby: yay disc 2 ! pinholeF200: what about that 18-1/2 minutes ||||||||| 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!" Johan Amadeus Majetski: Actually, this is only a hologram of the real multiverse Cat:http://www.moniqueishikawa.com/ lily: side 5 EWeston: Hold out for 18, then sell. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv EWeston: My hologram itches Cat: if there are uncoutnable other universes, there may be one in which that website would not exist. shoes for the dead: wobble and gyrate it Zooky Fogg: If anybody asks, I am not Billy Joel. lily: now you see it now Nabby: Then are you Zooky "Jelly Bowl" Fogg? EWeston: The question does come up. Thaanks for the heads up Nabby: wobbling Zooky Fogg: I like that, Nab. lily: weebles EWeston: Weaponized whobble. Ain't it a shame ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Proctor & Ossman Live! “PETE MOSS”- 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 DOWNLOAD PODCASTS AT >> FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and online: FST podcasts at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/ **' shoes for the dead: Cue the Organist! Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tis pity tis true tis true tis. Pity Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read About PETE MOSS at >> http://www.westley.org/pm.html Nabby: weebles don't fall down, because they're fun pinholeF200: what about wobbles in Barnard's Star Nabby: I'm falling apart beautifully EWeston: Are they unionized? Zooky Fogg: Just tell whoever, like the NSA guy, I'm Bob Smith. Cat: spaced detective. odd, as merl is perhaps the least spaced person i've met in firesgin land shoes for the dead: barnard needs an alignment DJTweeny: This is a very cool live play :) lily: this wrinkle oh yeah I got it when Cat: proc inhabits everything he does' DJTweeny: again, Merlyn is playing Pete Moss Nabby: a wrinkle in spacetime DJTweeny: this thing is SO full of puns... EWeston: The should invite over a bunch of immigrants, and make cars Cat: yes merl was an actor in my play Red Shift lily: it happens all the time ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Don G. O'Vanni into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:18 PM, then departs. Nabby: PuNS R THeM Cat: aslo contirubed a few jokes shoes for the dead: the phone can write/ Zooky Fogg: Tip: Turn the other way to undo dizzy Johan Amadeus Majetski: Play, Don! DJTweeny: Hi Don Cat: i can type like pigs can fly Nabby: One Fish Two Fish Red Shift Blue Shift Nabby: Hi Don Cat: donnie g. shoes for the dead: hey Don Don G. O'Vanni: Play what? Just walked in... EWeston: Here to scratch Don? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read About PETE MOSS at >> http://www.westley.org/pm.html Zooky Fogg: I can fly like pigs can type. pinholeF200: hey don Don G. O'Vanni: Time Flys after all Don G. O'Vanni: H pinhead EWeston: Its hard to keep a typewriter in the tree. Nabby: Time Flys is so cool Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tempest fergets, eh? Don G. O'Vanni: This is a strange live recording Zooky Fogg: I've gone through a lot of pigs and umbrella however. Cat: this sounds like it was written to be performed, just like the portland show we just heard Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tempest fidgits Nabby: I dunno I fergot ||||||||| Catherwood enters with LaBrea Man close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:21 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room. lily: Cat DJTweeny Don G. O'Vanni EWeston Johan Amadeus Majetski Nabby pinholeF200 Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg night all and thanks agin DJTwee for a lovely funfest shoes for the dead: what? EWeston: Those umbrellas can turn on you. Cat: LN Nabby: ants in my envirosuit Don G. O'Vanni: Hi LaBrea. You and life live in pits? DJTweeny: Hi LaBrea Don G. O'Vanni: wife, that is shoes for the dead: see ya lily DJTweeny: Have a great week, lily :) Johan Amadeus Majetski: Nitey, Lil! Nabby: It's LaBrea pinholeF200: yo, Man Cat: zazu za zoo za zooooom EWeston: Sorry the anteater is sick Zooky Fogg: Exactly so EW lily: chowchow Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read About PETE MOSS at >> http://www.westley.org/pm.html Nabby: be groovy lily LaBrea Man: LaBrea Man sez hi. Wife and I live in pits. yes EWeston: Disarmed I'm sure. Zooky Fogg: The pigs can turn on you, too Cat: dose the carp Cat: that merl boy sure can write shoes for the dead: tastes like pork, tho EWeston: Then try and charm you out of your gussets Johan Amadeus Majetski: Carp ray dem Nabby: what doesn't taste like pork? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Chicken? shoes for the dead: true, Nab Zooky Fogg: Vodka doesn't taste like pork. Cat: my dad raised pigs in the 20s and was happy to marry my vegetarian mother and not eat pigs again for the next few decades Don G. O'Vanni: But it does down smooooooth. LaBrea Man: Am rediscovering pain and boredom. Nabby: that's true Zooky EWeston: A cornpoon infusion, with, the bomb. Don G. O'Vanni: goes down that is...what's wrong with my left hand tonight? Nabby: you know, shoes? LaBrea Man: Stegasaurus not taste like pork Nabby: I bet chicken will be the new pork, JAM pinholeF200: that's the hand I use, well nevermind EWeston: Wrong isn't exactly right shoes for the dead: fer shure Nabby: which is your pork hand? Don G. O'Vanni: it's right here Johan Amadeus Majetski: Wrong may not be right, but it's all we have left EWeston: He's bluffing, call Zooky Fogg: I might joke but I haven't drank in near two decades. pinholeF200: 40 million Chinese cannot be Wong Johan Amadeus Majetski: What's this number? Dexter Fong: 40 million LaBrea Man: C- Cat: some of best food i've ever had has been in pork placs in tokyo, ton katsu, a deep fried pork cutlet, is still the peak of culijnary japan, but no one seems to know this. Zooky Fogg: I said that for the benefit of NSA. Cat: bewcause you need reeaaly good pigs. not so many of them EWeston: Looks like a negative imaginary one shoes for the dead: two decades bar Nabby: pork tenderloin--oh gosh..... Don G. O'Vanni: or tender pork loin Zooky Fogg: First one on the house, huh? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Pork lions Nabby: prawn loin is terrific in prune whip if you ask me pinholeF200: would be safer to pork sheep ||||||||| "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!" Don G. O'Vanni: ba-DUM-bump Nabby: I've had sheep Don G. O'Vanni: Hasn't everyone? shoes for the dead: not baaad Cat:http://www.ladyironchef.com/2013/06/maisen-tonkatsu-tokyo/ Cat: if i were a pig, that's what i'd like to taste like Zooky Fogg: Feel free, however. Johan Amadeus Majetski: Funny, you all don't look sheepish Nabby: when you're raised in nebraska it's as natural as pork Don G. O'Vanni: Don't pull the wool over our eyes, J. Cat: maybe he best food i've had in japan, and i 've had a lot of great food in japan in my many years there. LaBrea Man: You're in sheep dip. pinholeF200: looks awesome Cat-but too long a drive from St Louis Johan Amadeus Majetski: Sure thing, Zooks, which one's free? EWeston: There's a Rocky Mountain Sheep at the door, and he's pissed ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Cat: nabby, are you in nebraska? Nabby: no I'm in Kirkland I lied too I grew up in MN Zooky Fogg: The second and the 3rd. ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." Nabby: I have had sheep however Nabby: in a pen! shoes for the dead: convict sheep pinholeF200: i don't care about your private life or what her name is Johan Amadeus Majetski: The pen still mightier than the sward? Don G. O'Vanni: Ram that conviction through, shoes. EWeston: Jealous boy friend, keep low guys, he's sharp horns Cat: if you like pork products, many like the spanish and italian varieties (not me) the thick port cutlat with their own sauce is kind of why you are alive. Zooky Fogg: If I didn't joke I'd say screw it and would but I love the laughter. Nabby: sheep are misunderstood Don G. O'Vanni: That's what ewe say. EWeston: Can I give him your address? Johan Amadeus Majetski: They should enunciate more clearly Nabby: Don haha Don G. O'Vanni: (bows) Cat: what i meant was that ton katsu at maisen,with thier own sauce, is maybethe best thing i've ever eaten. it you ever get a chance to eat there, do so. LaBrea Man: Professor Amyl Nitrate? DJTweeny: this just in Cat, that recipe has been bought by US Plus's Division Of Pork Nabby: I love brain-in-a-jar stories shoes for the dead: he's a gas Cat: lol tween EWeston: He's as serious as a heart attack Don G. O'Vanni: And he's good for cleaning heads, too! Zooky Fogg: Spirals are the most common naturally occurring geometry. Nabby: They own the Idea of pork DJTweeny: yes Nabby Johan Amadeus Majetski: Fibronacci numbers, Zooks Cat: pig city Nabby: Fractal pork ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| lily - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: it will pig out on all the nearby dimentions Zooky Fogg: Just personal conclusion shoes for the dead: not in Europe, Nabby Nabby: Pork is misunderstood pinholeF200: just got an e-mail about a photography course called Boudoir Bootcamp--sounds kinky EWeston: Whats the simplist solid, besides a sphere? shoes for the dead: pigs lisp Don G. O'Vanni: Sarah Palin? Zooky Fogg: Pussies are portals. DJTweeny: they prepare you for a job with Victoria's Secret? Cat: lol don Dexter Fong: limpwrist? shoes for the dead: the brain EW Nabby: 4 sided pyramid? EWeston: Dam your Fat's Whaller! Don G. O'Vanni: Fast, Fatson! Cat: foggm sex us a portal to, more sex EWeston: I always thought it would be a tetrahedren Nabby: how many is tetra I forgot Zooky Fogg: Just portals in and out. Don G. O'Vanni: The worm is on the other foot! LOL EWeston: $=4 sides in a trisange moteff Johan Amadeus Majetski: Tetra-heathens are fun! Cat: why isnt merl here to defend himself Nabby: yepsk that would be it EWeston: He needs to lose more fends DJTweeny: Yeah, should have emailed him and let him know I was playing this Don G. O'Vanni: Or fend more losses Zooky Fogg: Black holes are cosmic pussies. Yes? No? shoes for the dead: or lend fosses DJTweeny: interesting perspective lol pinholeF200: mental floss? Don G. O'Vanni: Like the real pussies: what goes in must come out. Johan Amadeus Majetski: It goes in, it must come out ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" EWeston: No in a couple ways Zooky Fogg: Enjoy the ride. Who says we can't take it with us. ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" shoes for the dead: an event horizon Nabby: Information is not lost EWeston: Sides they've declared white holes impossible Don G. O'Vanni: The President, but I think you broke him. Nabby: stretcha thin like spaghetti they say Zooky Fogg: I don't think it is lost either. ||||||||| 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' LaBrea Man: The sun's not going down, the horizon's going up! Don G. O'Vanni: O-o-o-oyy... EWeston: Calibration...check. pinholeF200: no Earth is the Center of the Universe Nabby: Black holes really suck shoes for the dead: skew 3" Cat: hey labrea hav eyou heard austins story The Preciipace of Angels? there's a scne in la brea EWeston: Rotating black holes know more tricks Zooky Fogg: Why can we picture other galaxies but our own? ||||||||| At 10:48 PM, Johan Amadeus Majetski vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Majetski waltzes in at 10:48 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Nabby: supermassive black hole at the center of the milky way making it spin Nabby: cuz we're at the edge of it we can see in using difference methods, but we can't "pull back" and look at our own galaxy Cat: in a couple of weeks, i'm going to be in a place she desciribes EWeston: The Milky way, an isiders guide is a good recent work on our galaxy. Zooky Fogg: Black holes merge? Don G. O'Vanni: They merge, Marge? DJTweeny: Where would that be, Cat? Zooky Fogg: Yes Nab Cat: Vegas DJTweeny: ahhh EWeston: Yes with a lot of energy leakage during the process Don G. O'Vanni: Leakage? Hm, that Depends... Zooky Fogg: Ah, late again. Time to go mix air with smoke. Ad Astra, Folks. Thanks Tween and all to with. Johan Amadeus Majetski: This was really good! shoes for the dead: that was great!! Nabby: best view we can get, from our edge looking toward the center of the milky way http://science.nasa.gov/media/medialibrary/2008/05/14/14may_galactichunt_resources/Tmwpan_aitoff_s_strip.jpg Cat: did you read my extensive coverage of prevoius trips on my blog, tween? Dexter Fong: Night Zook shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween! Nabby: hey great show Tweeny! Johan Amadeus Majetski: Nite,all! LaBrea Man: He's BEEN there...and you probably don't even know where you are. Nabby: Take care Zooky pinholeF200: Thanks for a fun time Tween EWeston: The stress creats electron positron pairs, Lots of them. Dexter Fong: Thanks again Tweeny Don G. O'Vanni: Who is he talking to? And how does he make his voice do that? Johan Amadeus Majetski: Thx, Tween! shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it! nightwhispers: deputy dan has no friends, and they wouldn't understand if he had any ||||||||| 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." DJTweeny: My pleasure, folks :-) Deputy Dang: I enjoyed the show tonight. Thank you! Cat: thaks for all the promotion, tween. EWeston: Good show, good company ank U ||||||||| Around 10:52 PM, pinholeF200 walks off into the sunset... DJTweeny: I do what I can, Cat ||||||||| "10:52 PM? I'm late!" exclaims EWeston, who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. LaBrea Man: Thanks Kurt! DJTweeny: They deserve it :) Nabby: The vacuum is collapsing in my local neighborhood - I must away! take good care, y'all! ||||||||| Around 10:52 PM, LaBrea Man walks off into the sunset... Cat: and we apppreciate it Don G. O'Vanni: See you next week when Nick Danger meets...The Arab! Don G. O'Vanni: G'night! Johan Amadeus Majetski: So reet, Cat! DJTweeny: Papoon next week, I do believe ||||||||| "Hey Deputy Dang!" ... Deputy Dang turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:54 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... DJTweeny: Until last time, again... Cat: Vegas is like Japan in that it's very weird and has great food. DJTweeny: I'll bet. Hope you have a great time :) DJTweeny: later... ||||||||| "10:54 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Cat, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes. ||||||||| 10:55 PM -- DJTweeny left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| At 10:55 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Rufus_T_Firetween!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... Dexter Fong: Night Tweeny Dexter Fong: and cat Dexter Fong: and each abd everyone ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Majetski - dead from measles ||||||||| Zooky Fogg - dead from the yaws ||||||||| nightwhispers - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from The Plague ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Nabby - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from the yaws ||||||||| 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:
ah....clem
Cat
Deputy Dang
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Doctor Dog
Don G. O'Vanni
Elayne
EWeston
George
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Johan Amadeus Majetski
LaBrea Man
lily
Nabby
nightwhispers
pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween
Screwball
shoes for the dead
Zooky Fogg
