||||||||| 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 February 05, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| DJTweeny waltzes in at 8:11 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| 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 **' ||||||||| 8:12 PM: Rufus_T_Firetween jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:21 PM and Matthew bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| "8:26 PM? 8:26 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bobbelieu should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bobbelieu enters and sits at the bar. Bobbelieu: I'll ahve the Bear Whiz beer... DJTweeny: Catherwood, please give Bobbelieu a Bear Whiz ||||||||| Catherwood gives bobbelieu a bear whiz. DJTweeny: Hi Bobbelieu, Matthew ||||||||| 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) ** ' DJTweeny: you can connect to the streams, but no audio yet DJTweeny: warm-up music in a little under 10 minutes ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:33 PM and late as usual, it's Govslugwell, just back from Hellmouth." DJTweeny: Hi slugwell Govslugwell: Howdy ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (Styx) - 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) **' ||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bobbelieu - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| 8:40 PM: Captain Equinox jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Captain Equinox: Hiya, Kiddos! Govslugwell: Hey, Cap! DJTweeny: Hi Captain Captain Equinox: Hi tween! Captain Equinox: Gday, Gov Govslugwell: Forward, into the past. ||||||||| plague sashays in at 8:44 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. DJTweeny: Hi plague plague: howdy ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:45 PM, dragging EWeston by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" Captain Equinox: Hiya DJTweeny: Hi EW EWeston: Happy hullabalootions, Tweeny, Gov,Matt, plague an Captin Captain Equinox: Kurt, what styx album is this? plague: howdy Govslugwell: Hey, open up in there, your doorknocker fell off. EWeston: Amal groatcakes and army docters, stand down, and put my copilot on ice. Rufus_T_Firetween: The Grand Illusion / Pieces of Eight (Live from Orpheum Theater In Memphis, TN, 2011) Govslugwell: Firesign noir. Rufus_T_Firetween: a very good live recording Captain Equinox: These guys played a couple of times at my high school in chicago. Rufus_T_Firetween: wow Rufus_T_Firetween: must have been bodacious :) Captain Equinox: They were a fun act in the early days. I think they only had 2 albums back then. ||||||||| Outside, the 8:49 PM uptown bus from Kalamazoo pulls away, leaving Nancy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hi Nancy Captain Equinox: Back before Deyoung's head couldnt fit in the door. DJTweeny: haha Nancy: Hello boys....Have any of you seen my bernuse? DJTweeny: Catherwood, please get Nancy her bernoose ||||||||| Catherwood gets nancy her bernoose. Nancy: Oh thank you Catherwood, did you find it in the kennel? ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside Nancy and mumbles "Did you want me?" EWeston: Cuse the marmoset teeth marks ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:51 PM and lily waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Mr. DeYoung got rather full of himself, eh Captain? DJTweeny: Hi lily ||||||||| 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 joby gets out at 8:52 PM. EWeston: A lily with the name Lily DJTweeny: Hi joby lily: Captain Equinox DJTweeny EWeston Govslugwell lily Nancy plague Rufus_T_Firetween happy un birthday all and thanks in front DJTween for a good laugh ||||||||| "8:52 PM? 8:52 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Johan Amadeus Myjetski should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Johan Amadeus Myjetski enters and sits on the divan. Captain Equinox: It would seem. DJTweeny: Hi Johan ||||||||| Catherwood leads uh-clem inside, makes a note of the time (8:52 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| Catherwood leads Deputy Dang in through the front door at 8:52 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. DJTweeny: Hi clem, Dang lily: hows the doda room tonight? Deputy Dang: I'm sneezy tonight. It's been raining all day. It's too early in the year for allergies. Maybe I'm allergic to spring. EWeston: Cop it, the cheese! Nancy: Would deputy Dang want to borrow my bernuse? ||||||||| 8:54 PM: Cat jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Captain Equinox: Achoo! ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." EWeston: You wouldn't believe how dirty he gets his wife's cloth's Captain Equinox: I mean At you! DJTweeny: Hey Cat Nancy: Captain Gazuntheite, I presume. Cat: Hi all Captain Equinox: Hi cat EWeston: Te ole doc can help with that,. Afterr he's had a few ||||||||| Tirebiter steps in at 8:55 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. lily: burr bon DJTweeny: Hi Tirebiter Nancy: Hey, that's one of my knockers~! ||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark steps in at 8:56 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. EWeston: Hi Cat, Someone check Georges teeth Tirebiter: I'm just a student like you! ||||||||| "8:56 PM? 8:56 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Mudhead should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Mudhead enters and sits on the couch. Mr. Bark Bark: But this is YOUR door-knocker! DJTweeny: Hi bark DJTweeny: Hey Mudhead Mudhead: hi all ||||||||| 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 ''Bob'' falls out at 8:56 PM. Tirebiter: Hi Muddhead! Mr. Bark Bark: Shoes for Industry, Compadre! Nancy: See, I told you so, wait, didn't someone else say that? I'd better turn the record over. EWeston: Mudhead , Bob and whoever lands here next Mudhead: More Sugar DJTweeny: Hi Bob lily: I need glasses to find my glasses ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Evening all! Cat: shoes for the dead Deputy Dang: Wait... didn't you say that on the other side of the record? ||||||||| Dr. Memory steps in at 8:58 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. EWeston: Yes but we waved it off lily: exit side 5 Nancy: Hiya Doc DJTweeny: Hi Dr.M Deputy Dang: Feed me, Dr Memory? Mudhead: Now we've got two knockers ||||||||| "8:59 PM? 8:59 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Nabby should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Nabby enters and sits in front of the fireplace. EWeston: Can you check my veeblevertzer Doc? Mr. Bark Bark: Thank you, Herr Doktor! Deputy Dang: You know what they say... once you've seen two knockers, you pretty much want to see them all. Tirebiter: You betcha! ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 05, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" ||||||||| shoes for the dead waltzes in at 9:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Nancy: Oh, my, aren't you the presumtious one... lily: never met anyone with moren two DJTweeny: Hi Nabby, Shoes Mr. Bark Bark: Am I? shoes for the dead: Howdy ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Gracie inside, makes a note of the time (9:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Mudhead: Didja see where Armstrong tried to get his girlfriend to take the rap, the ball of that guy ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Beet', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... DJTweeny: Hi Gracie Beet: Evenin' all on a crisp Thursday night. DJTweeny: Hi Beet EWeston: I'm only here so I don't get fined shoes for the dead: hey Beet Mr. Bark Bark: Heh Heh ||||||||| At 9:01 PM, Gracie rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." Deputy Dang: Crisp? It's pretty soggy for me. Nabby: Evenin' Bob, Nan, Cappy, Mud, Cat, BarkBark, Dang, lily, Dr., JAM, Gracie, Beet & Tween! ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:01 PM and late as usual, it's pinholeF200, just back from Missouri." ||||||||| At 9:01 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Tirebiter!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts dude into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:01 PM, then departs. DJTweeny: Hi dude Nabby: Hi pin Mudhead: 17º here in fancy New London. New town mascot is the snow pile. DJTweeny: Hi pinhole shoes for the dead: hey pin Beet: A little Styx to start things off. Nice shoes for the dead: and dude ||||||||| 9:01 PM: thegreatandpowerfuloz jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Nancy: Will some one throw some more celophane in the fire place? It's cold in here. DJTweeny: Hi oz pinholeF200: Hey Tween, shoes and all Mudhead: Get your mukluks out of there so I can Cat: radio free? dude: Hey Catherwood....Bite me ||||||||| Catherwood bites dude. Beet: Knocking the cornstarch off my muckluks EWeston: Another fulminator? It may vanish mysteriously Nabby: Hi thegreat Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm shaking off the cornstarch as I speak Nabby: Radio Free Firesign Mudhead: that cornstarch makes a good thickener for gravy EWeston: Radio free buns lily: drying marshmellows ''Bob'': Ahh... that's better... I just moved and had to find the crucial part of my speaker system! ''Bob'': Just in the "nick" of time! shoes for the dead: good to rope cooked peyote into caps too Nabby: Hi yo! lily: speaker of fun EWeston: Then they'll be brushmellows Beet: Hi Nab ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://laugh.com/product/firesign-theatre-waiting-for-the-electrician-cd-audio-only/ **' Nabby: Mellowmarsh, near Rivendell behind the Burger King Nabby: Beet Mudhead: wtf Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Oh, everything is turning blue... Nabby: I like this version EWeston: Accross the ribber from the land of kneewalking turkies shoes for the dead: share that Moss, Johan ''Bob'': Don't bogart that moss Nabby: Pass the indian heart, please Beet: Domini Domini Domini you're all Christians now EWeston: Put it in the bong Nabby: Who's got the moss? DJTweeny: Catherwood, please pour everyone some blue moss ||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone some blue moss. Nabby: Has the eagle landed with the moss? Mudhead: its growing in Cell 1 EWeston: Pocession with moss is a tricky subject shoes for the dead: but this is inconprehensible!!!
Nabby high fives Catherwood. ||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside Nabby and says "Did you want me?" pinholeF200: whoaaaaaa, I'm getting alienated lily: gorws fat on a rolling Nabby: absolutely incomprehensile ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:08 PM and late as usual, it's Merlyn, just back from Minneapolis." DJTweeny: Hey Merlyn Mudhead: moss and rolling papers Nabby: lily is rolling a fatty EWeston: gorws is fast on his feet shoes for the dead: hey Merlyn lily: green green Nabby: Nothing. But. Indians. ''Bob'': stone? EWeston: Merly grab a moss on your way in Merlyn: hey all Nabby: Who becomes a green man. Bleep bleep!
Merlyn grabs a moss ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| uh-clem - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| joby - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Matthew - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Govslugwell - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Nancy: Hello Merlyn... pinholeF200: hey merl EWeston: What the hell was that! Beet: Hi Merl ||||||||| 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!" plague: unsure Nabby: Hi Merlyn Merlyn: Catherwood, give everyone a blue moss, please. ||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a blue moss. ''Bob'': National Perplexed Radio lily: hey thanks Nancy: Nice moss..(Cough.) shoes for the dead: and the journey starts again plague: this tates terrible, cox! Nabby: Catherwood, ignite the moss. ||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Nabby and mumbles "My ears are burning..." lily: yellyman EWeston: Shotgun! Merlyn: That sort of made sense. Mudhead: i want a toke Merlyn: I guess he lit his ears by mistake.
Nabby pokes Catherwood to see if he's real or simulated. ||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Nabby Mudhead: now I really want a toke Nabby: Now don't be like that. Mudhead: Be like this Merlyn: Catherwood, tell Nabby to stop. ||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Merlyn EWeston: Mutt and Smutt only has Tookie Tookie birds Nabby: Be here now ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'squeeze_the_wheeze', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:12 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... Nancy: How is that? pinholeF200: now I think I'll hold it over here DJTweeny: Hi wheeze ||||||||| 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!" shoes for the dead:Tween have you read Rolling thunders book? ||||||||| Catherwood escorts screech in through the front door at 9:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. EWeston: Some accident with the melted crayons I hear DJTweeny: I had it back in the day shoes, yes squeeze_the_wheeze: hey ho all DJTweeny: Doubt I've read it since the 70's squeeze_the_wheeze: sorry i am late to the party DJTweeny: Hi screech Nabby: Hi squeeze, and screech Nancy: You can't tell me I'll look like that in twenty years~! EWeston: S'ok...who are you? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=wfte-ln ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Nabby: Just started the record, squeeze pinholeF200: hey wheeze plague: phoenix, tucson, lost wages ||||||||| 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!" shoes for the dead: tacos! Cat: i'm going there tomorrow Nabby: tacos! EWeston: With the special frog filling shoes for the dead: echo Nancy: Which way to Goshen? Cat: ossman has a wonderful show about the making of this album Nabby: Land o' Goshen Nabby: echo EWeston: necho... Mudhead: Hi Cat, where is that? ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:16 PM, dragging Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" ||||||||| Catherwood leads gideon inside, makes a note of the time (9:16 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Cat: vegas lily: thats as far west as I am goin Nabby: that I would love to hear Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ha! Ha! shoes for the dead: hey Genuine Cat: maybe i'll send it to tween to play on this show EWeston: Keep on rolling stones Mudhead: Great Cat Nabby: Hi Hem and gideon DJTweeny: Hail and well met, Stones Cat: called Still waiting for the electrician DJTweeny: Hi gideon Nabby: Thanks Cat if you can Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Shoes! Hello DJ! How are you all this evening? Mudhead: Hiya Stones DJTweeny: doin' good Stones, and you? Nabby: They did it : ( EWeston: Gail and rain foever Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Everyone! ||||||||| "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!" ||||||||| 9:18 PM: Dexter Fong 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: hey Dex EWeston: Well doped tonight stones? DJTweeny: Hey Dex Nabby: Rolling Stones gather no blue moss Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Might they be giants, Stones? EWeston: We're Dexified! Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Mudhead! Always one of my favorites! You and your friend, Porgie. Nabby: Hey Dex pinholeF200: used to play water polo but my horse drowned Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Porgie's so goo with the help shoes for the dead: he's playing favorites sniff sniff EWeston: Someone stole his schnorkle? Nabby: Indian Guides when we were kids, sheesh Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Good Dexter Fong: Greetings fron the frozen northeast Cat: i was an indian guide plague: area 51, too EWeston: Nice ryme in those parts Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ah, Johan! Enjoyed your Symphony in C minus the other day! It sounds as if the last movement of the Beethoven 7th (Allegro con brio) were put in a blender! lily: I have never seen a pickle like that before Johan Amadeus Myjetski: How many Indians did you guide? DJTweeny: You guided Indians, Cat? pinholeF200: the holy Bomb Nabby: Cool, Cat - different times Mudhead: Did the boyz have a studio orchestra? How did they get the music to fit with the bits so well. Nabby: How the West was Won Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Johan, again! Indians don't need my guidance! I'm not a guru! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The new musical technology is wonderful, Hem, just brilliant EWeston: The wonders of multitrack mixing I think Nabby: I think W.C. Fields Forever here might be might favorite skit DJTweeny: Yes, much multi-tracking lily: what high cheek bones ||||||||| "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!" Mudhead: Ive never seen credits for the musicians EWeston: Gabby's my fav Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi Mudhead. Not sure how they got the orchestra into the coffee can, but they did! Nabby: might be my, I mean shoes for the dead: lots of public domaine music out there Rufus_T_Firetween: Produced by Gary Usher and The Firesign Theatre Engineering: Jack Lattig, Tom May Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Johan. You are right about the new technology! plague: life is pain Rufus_T_Firetween: nothing about musicians in the online liner notes Dr. Memory: The Byrds connection lily: it happens that way sometimes Rufus_T_Firetween: Unfortunately my vinyl version is in storage Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thanks, Rufus. Amazing engineers. I believe that they must have a considerable sense of humor as well, however! ||||||||| "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!" ||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| screech - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| dude - dead from measles ||||||||| thegreatandpowerfuloz - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello "Happy" Harry! Aren't you from Denver, originally? ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" shoes for the dead: third red eye Mudhead: I mean..this was 1968, a lot of thetech was still to come. EWeston: Measles is very trendy Beet: Finally purchased Box of Danger lily: the blaast that blew your hair back Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm for one of those, Shoes! shoes for the dead: I betb this was 4 track ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Nabby: They would sync 8 wire recorders and hope for the best Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Lily! How is your week! DJTweeny: would be cool to know how many tracks they had to work with DJTweeny: Phil Austin would surely remember Beet: Left Tennant Behind lily: good ood ok stones Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=wfte-ln EWeston: Damn your fats waller pinholeF200: but that was the 60s, nobody remembers the 60s Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): You are all probably too young to remember 1/4 track setups. Very popular in Constantinople. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It's paisley again... pinholeF200: that's why they made records Mudhead: I do, but I wasnt using drugs yet. So I remember EWeston: I admit to having a four channel eighttrack at one point ||||||||| 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: could have been 8 track... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Why pinholeF200, I do remember the 60s--but only when I take certain... certain medications. pinholeF200: dreamed of owning a Teac four track deck with sync ||||||||| 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!" Dexter Fong: nABBY: eVEN IF IT WAS ONLY 4-TRK THEY COULD BOUNCE TRACKS lily: you have an 8 track mind EWeston: LSD is being rehabilitated these days plague: a note associated with the MFSL release - THE FIRESIGN THEATRE Waiting For The Electrician Or Someone Like Him (Deleted US limited edition Mobile Fidelity 'Original Master Recording' 4-track audiophile CD album, mastered directly from the original tapes with a unique black bordered colour picture sleeve MFCD762). Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Not likely Nabs, 8 tracks were still major studio devices... Merlyn: I remember watching 4-TRK on tv ||||||||| 9:29 PM: Elayne jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Chick. Yes, what is this Freudian Theatre? This sounds rather perverted! Elayne: Evenin' all! Mudhead: Hi E Nabby: Ahh bouncing....Done it? Fun. I still do it sometimes. shoes for the dead: hey El Nabby: 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." Captain Equinox: Oops, gotta fly. Bye, Kiddos! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hey E! plague: howdy Dexter Fong: Hi E Nabby: Sgt. Pepper was 4 track right? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Why Hello, Elayne! What is your claim to fame this week? EWeston: Elayne grousios evening, or sumpin like that Nabby: Take care Cappy pinholeF200: evenin El lily: Hu E plague: solid EWeston: Bye Captin shoes for the dead: yuppers Nabby DJTweeny: Hey El lily: yarg gurggle plotz EWeston: We had a 12 track recorder on the airplane I flew on in the 70's Beet: night Cap EWeston: Reel to reel good for 12 hertz Nabby: That stuff was evolving pretty fast Nancy: Well, I'm off to the little Sheba's room, see 'ya boys. Nabby: Take care Nancy EWeston: The shuffles strike, again shoes for the dead: what for, EW? Mudhead: cya Nancy Nabby: Groovy ||||||||| "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!" Elayne: Not here for long tonight, all kinds of muscle aches. We're kind of trapped in our house, we can't move our car as nobody's plowed or salted our driveway-street. lily: bye Nancy EWeston: Sub hunting Elayne: Good job I can get to work via mass transit. DJTweeny: sorry to hear, E :( Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Oh my! I am having hallucinations yet again, Dear Friends! And in 4 spatial dimensions (detentions)! EWeston: We recorded sonobouy output shoes for the dead: neat Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I mean dementions. Elayne: Yeh, it's going to be a pain to do our grocery shopping this weekend, but at least the supermarket delivers EWeston: Trust me on this submarines are hard to find Nabby: lol Stones plague: that's her trip, man! Mr. Bark Bark: It was 12 degrees early this morning, with snow and ice on the roads; but it'll be 60 and sunny on Saturday (in St. Louis). Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Qwhat's so spatial about these dimensions? Elayne: Ah, I see you've decided to pla Electrician again,Tween - thanks! pinholeF200: sounds like a Republican Mudhead: Im in the same pickle, Ive got to use my wheelchair on the ice to get to the van for my dentist appt tmmw, other than that Ive been a prisoner EWeston: Four demerits and slap on the back to you Nabby: What's l*ng and h*rd and full of seam*n? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hope you will be feeling better, Elayne! You deserve an hot, Epsom Salt bath! Cat: i have to catch a plane tomorrow morning and i'm not feelng well so i'll leave pinholeF200: Doctor Evil's submarine Dexter Fong: a submarine? Cat: enjoy electrician everyone. i sure did ||||||||| 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: Elayne: Ah, I see you've decided to pla Electrician again,Tween - thanks! << honoring your request, E :) plague: damn Nabby: You be groovy Cat and be good to yourself EWeston: Good voyage to ya cat Dexter Fong: Cat, going to Vegas? Merlyn: cya cat Beet: G'Nite Cat Mudhead: Stay safe Cat Elayne: Sounds great, Hemlock. Alas, I'm a bit too big for our small tub, so perhaps just to bed... shoes for the dead: have a fun Vegas, Cat lily: bye cat Nabby: Yes Dex Dexter Fong: Bon Appetit pinholeF200: travel safe Cat and don't tell us what you do in Vegas-it's the law Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Cat, have a safe flight. Nabby: Bun appetite Dexter Fong: Boko Harum plague: what if isis were bombed with pron? Elayne: Always loved this bit, but wow, it's fairly dated, isn't it?... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: adios, Cat! Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, you deserve a big tub -- like that "tub" in Budapest! Now that's a tub! Elayne: Have a great time in Vegas, Cat! Dexter Fong: E: The whole side (record side) is *really* dated DJTweeny: not for us, er, 'older' folks, E ;) Merlyn: tubs of slaw pinholeF200: reading Naked Lunch right now, cost me 83 cents so less than free Johan Amadeus Myjetski: tub thumpers… untie! DJTweeny: don't think I ever read it Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Those Ancient Romans know a thing or two about baths! Dexter Fong: Pin: AAt least it didn't land on your head from 5thousand feet Johan Amadeus Myjetski: 3 new wordsd Nabby: Yes I have it right here ||||||||| "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!" pinholeF200: Cat said don't pay 10 bucks for it--it's interesting but he was right Beet: Referred to from a friend of mine as "The Paranoid Side" ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Dexter Fong: Why are we heare Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I am usually dressed for lunch, but not always especially if I am in Greenwich Village or Camden Town! shoes for the dead: what zone? lily: put that back where you found it Nabby: Look at ze map! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Zoned again, Shoes? plague: welcome to barbaria! ||||||||| 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!" Nabby: It's a bag of blue moss Dexter Fong: Map? Whoa dude, I've got satNav Mudhead: Ive got papers lily: where did you leave your teeth Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ralph, I will do anything you say. plague: diet cola? Nabby: in the apple shoes for the dead: are those your teeth? Mudhead: Im scared...for my teeth ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| gideon - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Question: Just where is Doggydump, Utah? Nabby: I didn't originally realize this was real Russian shoes for the dead: near Venereal Mudhead: my dentist wants to remove all my upper teeth and put in a full denture shoes for the dead: Ut DJTweeny: yep, Proc speaks Russian EWeston: Next to donkey dunk Utah Nabby: I agree, ut Elayne: Me neither, Nabby. It's the funny voice Proctor uses, you just assume it's babbling. Dexter Fong: Nab: Proctor love to exhibit his mastery of the Russion language Nabby: Dinky Donk? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Nabby, Tolstoy isn't really Russian; he was from the Lower East Side. Nobody want to admit this. DJTweeny: Proc went to the USSR with the Yale Man's Choir as part of a cultural exchange program Nabby: Indeed Elayne and I love(d) it either way I heard it DJTweeny: *Men's Choir Dexter Fong: Get your measle shot yet, Hemlock? EWeston: Dinky Donkey, a new manga character Nabby: I see Stones.... Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Proctor speaks Russian! That smart Yalie, him! Beet: First one to fall over Nabby: He is a smarty pantz plague: tirebiter goes down shoes for the dead: shooting measles is good sport here Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Shoot your mwasle, Dex? Nabby: It's the ice show! Nabby: Frick and Frack? ||||||||| 9:43 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!" Bambi: howdy folks! shoes for the dead: 'cept they charge when ya wound them Mudhead: Hiya Nabby: Hi Bambi lily: Hen and Peck Bambi: LOL Elayne: Evenin' Bambi! pinholeF200: hey yo Bambi ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" lily: hi bambi Dexter Fong: Johan: never mind my mwaslr Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Run, Bambi, run! plague: howdy! Beet: Hello Bambi Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Bambi! Watch out for Ted Nugent! Dexter Fong: Hi Bambi DJTweeny: Hey Bambi :) ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Nino in through the front door at 9:44 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Nabby: Nay will not Dexter Fong: Where yah fron Mimo? DJTweeny: Hi Nino Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Looking tan & handsome, Nino! Dexter Fong: Nino Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Bambi: Watch out for Sarah Palin! Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, Mr. Nino. ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! pinholeF200: Hola El Nino shoes for the dead: hey nino plague: give them a light and they'll follow it anywhere Nabby: Hi Nino ||||||||| lily says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, lily exits at 9:45 PM. ||||||||| 9:45 PM: lily jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Bambi: hey lily, Dex, Johan, Boot, Tween, Merlyn, Hemlock Stones the real one from the UK?, Mudhead, Nab, Nino, pinhole, plague, shoes for the dead, Bob, Captain Equinox, Cat, Dep Dang, Dr. Memory, Nancy, Rufus, squeeze lily: and back in lol Nabby: hi lily Mr. Bark Bark: You got back before all the dry ice melted! DJTweeny: nice revolving door, lily Bambi: lol you too lily ;-) Nino: Hola..... Have you seen my waitress Dexter Fong: Nino is located in India apparetly Nabby: which one are you clone #5? pinholeF200: some people will do anything to see their name in print Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=wfte-ln Deputy Dang: In Wet Leather lily: wrongo click ||||||||| 9:46 PM: Koyemsi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" DJTweeny: a dime novel, I get it! Nabby: Click here now Koyemsi: It's got leather thighs, my dear DJTweeny: Hi Koy Dexter Fong: Nabby: You got my # now look up my name Bambi: Catherwood, please poor favorite drinks and perfect mexican super dip and nachos ;) ||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside Bambi and says "Did you need me?" Nabby: Hey Koy Mr. Bark Bark: Mr. Koyemsi-squaatsi, I presume. Bambi: what? no drinks??! ''Bob'': RIBBER! ||||||||| 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." Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Sorry Dear Friends! My Depro just prevaricated! Oh no! plague: nino is in india 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 Bambi: Catherwood, pour Bambi a toasted almond ||||||||| Catherwood brings bambi a toasted almond. Koyemsi: My life isn't that out of balance pinholeF200: Mark Twain said if you write do it in private and wash your hands afterward Bambi: thank you Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're very welcome!" EWeston: Get him a good lawyer Mr. Bark Bark: Heh heh Nabby: Anybody got any lynch? Dexter Fong: Bambi: You know C'wood can't remember long orders DJTweeny: lol Pinhole shoes for the dead: lying Depro scum Mr. Bark Bark: I've got a naked lynch. Nino: There she blows... Be right right right back Bambi: Catherwood, please pour Bambi a mexican super dip and nachos ||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi a mexican super dip and nachos. Koyemsi: Far out, Catherwood! ||||||||| Catherwood fars out. Bambi: lol I guess even Catherwood is having memory issues. ;) ||||||||| Catherwood snubs Bambi Mudhead: Catherwood get Bambi a toasted almond and some nibbles ||||||||| Catherwood gets bambi a toasted almond and some nibbles. lily: joy joy joy joy Bambi: lol Elayne: Dengue fever... and the yaws... Nabby: Catherwood, blow me down with an anchovy. ||||||||| Catherwood blows Nabby down with an anchovy. plague: vote measles as the big disease this week Bambi: thanks Mudhead Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): One thing I appreciate about this "forum" is the narrative. Robert's Rule of Order is always obeyed here. ||||||||| Lil bounds in at 9:49 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Nabby: Hi Lil Bambi: hey Stones! pinholeF200: anecdotal treatment Dexter Fong: That's Robots Rules of order Mudhead: More knockers! Bambi: glad you got that knocker Lil Beet: Robot's Rules Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hi Bambi! Tell us about yourself! Mudhead: Kill all humans Mr. Bark Bark: And will be ordered to leave the future immediately! EWeston: Nabby your perverting the butler! Beet: Beet me Dex Lil: Well he's no fun he fell right over! Dexter Fong: "bots rulez
DJTweeny me just learned about Robert's Rule of Order the other day. Now I get the Young Guy bit about Robots Rules Of Order ||||||||| "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: hey NSA guy! Nabby: Oh no I have worms! plague: you leave those toasters alone ||||||||| 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!" Nabby: I try EW Lil: Sorry but this knocker is yours lily: its the tequilla monster ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" EWeston: Good works lead to... ||||||||| 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!" DJTweeny: Nabby: Oh no I have worms! << as long as they're not from Dune Mr. Bark Bark: You see? I told you. Beet: Oh My God I'm a D J pinholeF200: worms in your tubes? Bambi: The Three Laws of Robotics :-) Dexter Fong:TWEEN: tHE CHAIR FAILS TO UNDERSTAND YOU AND THEREFORE RULES YOU TABLE, OMNIA VINCIT DJTweeny: soon, beet Nabby: Tequila monster never lets go Nabby: I think so pin Lil: I first heard the FST and this album played on WBAI in NYC Mr. Bark Bark: And Tequila Mockingbird comes back every 50 years.
DJTweeny looks at the chair and scratches his head plague: damned measles Lil: And how is Tweeny this evening? Nabby: hence the term measely Dr. Memory: More Measels
DJTweeny must not have been speaking Chairese Koyemsi: You wearing your Princess Plague Ribbon? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Nabby: We all have worms. Fine dining. You'll all have to try my sponge sauce sometime. Gary Firesign telepathically sent me the recipe. Nabby: Measel Shoals Beet: It was cool when the FM stations would play whole albums of FST straight through DJTweeny: Doing well, and hi Lil :) lily: mumps chiux pox and plaque oh my EWeston: The chinese did not invent the chair Nabby: FM was cool DJTweeny: how's by you, Lil? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I've been there, NAbby! Mr. Bark Bark: But they did invent the Ottoman. Lil: Good Bambi: hey Tween Nabby: I saw you there Johan Koyemsi: Plato invented the plate shoes for the dead: this way DJTweeny: lo dere Bambi :) Dr. Memory: Welcome to side siX pinholeF200: the plague, a cure for all your problems
Bambi :) Lil: Well my dog injured herself so am playing nurse this evening EWeston: Bet they stole it from the persians Nabby: It's side six already Mr. Bark Bark: I thought he invented the play dough. Beet: It must be over, right? Uh oh Elayne: Very nice Tween, thank you. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I was in the reproving studio at the time… not a lot of fun... ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Nancy - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Cat - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... shoes for the dead: over what? Beet: The End Nabby: How did they do the voice slowdown Bambi: one of ah, clem's favorite albums tonight ... next to Bozos of course EWeston: John Watt inventer of the tea cozy Johan Amadeus Myjetski: that was re-grooving studio... Mr. Bark Bark: Watt? Nabby: Proud Mary please Bambi: ah, Merlyn! you are so sweet! Bambi:ah, clem's name links to his memorial! EWeston: Put an ampere in the armiture and semaphore my in the morning Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Iwanna hear TV Glides from Dear Friends, dear friends Bambi: there will be many more stories up there DJTweeny: yes it does, Bambi :) ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:56 PM and Deuce waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Elayne: That's about it for me and these aches. I can haz hibernate now? Elayne: Bye al - next week! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv Nabby: Bbye Elayne EWeston: Fuzzy times Elayne shoes for the dead: take care Elayne Koyemsi: My favourite TV guide entry from Radio Hour Hour was a movie called "Look Out for That Great Big Bird" Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well, Dear Heads, I must be off! The Mariana Wine is finally kicking in! lily: stay warm e Johan Amadeus Myjetski: G'nite, Elaine! DJTweeny: Hi Deuce pinholeF200: nite nite El Bambi: hey Alayne Beet: I would love to hear recordings of their early live shows in L. A. One of them you played here was incredibly profound. Bambi: Elayne Nabby: Take care Hem Dexter Fong: nIGHT e Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): See you soon, Nabby! EWeston: Keep kool Stones Nabby: It's called dope ||||||||| At 9:58 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Sweet streams, Hemlock! pinholeF200: a shmoke and a pancake Mr. Bark Bark: I'm in desperate need of a fix, myself. Beet: See ya E Bambi: rest well Stones! shoes for the dead:Tween, Neal Amid is always good DJTweeny: ok shoes ||||||||| 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: Batmen take her purse Nabby: What's up Deuce ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:59 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Florida." llanwydd: anybody home? lily: stop smoking your crayons shoes for the dead: Llan!! Bambi: hey llanwydd EWeston: Depend on what youmean by home Deuce: my car is screaming wash me please Mr. Bark Bark: I am your home, yes. Dexter Fong: Hi llan DJTweeny: Hi Llan pinholeF200: hiya llan ||||||||| 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!" Nabby: Hi llan ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - RFO Redux from 2010 “GOING ALL THE WAY IN THE WELCOME WAGON” - 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 buy Firesign Albums, Books and other Cool Goodies at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php **' ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. EWeston: Take it to a voice coach llanwydd: good to be back Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, Llan! lily: don't rein on my parade Beet: hi llan llanwydd: never heard this one before EWeston: Parade only on bareback ||||||||| At 10:00 PM, Lil runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:01 PM, dragging Lil by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?" Lil: Oops Dexter Fong: yeah Mr. Bark Bark: I'm so confused. shoes for the dead: what? ||||||||| christine steps in at 10:01 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Bambi: hope everyone has been doing well llanwydd: hi chris EWeston: I mean in whose movie lily: I did the same thing Lil Lil: LOL llanwydd: wallpaper your nest egg!!! LOL
Nabby is getting ready to teleport. ||||||||| Koyemsi rushes off, saying "10:02 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Evening, Christine! Mr. Bark Bark: Doing well, but not doing good. llanwydd: hey koy ||||||||| Outside, the 10:03 PM uptown bus from Texas pulls away, leaving Pocket Testicles coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. lily: you need to keep the pointy ends away from u EWeston: Frequency registered, tachyons away!!! Bambi: loved the book of drawings sent to me when ah, clem passed away. Thank you! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite, Nabs, energize Nabby: Must away.... Have a great 'n' groovy weekend, all! Thanks Tween & co.! shoes for the dead: see ya Nabs Beet: Nite, Nab lily: chow nabster EWeston: Yer wlcome. I got to put a new sculpture up in town last week DJTweeny: be well, Nabby Lil: c ya Nab pinholeF200: bye Nab Nabby: Press the button Johan christine: im very old school bare with me Rufus_T_Firetween: ** 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/ Mr. Bark Bark: It's too cold to be bare. EWeston: I can't bear that! DJTweeny: Hi Pocket, christine Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I pressed the both of them! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Anybody go for a BearWhiz? pinholeF200: goat in the machine! llanwydd: the sound went off for a moment Dexter Fong: Too cold out shoes for the dead: I'm Mossed, thanks Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The moment went off for a sound EWeston: We get drive by bear wizz up here Lil: They don't deliver in this sector Bambi: great to see you all ... I need to get some sleep very soon Dexter Fong: EW: That's your carwash/road house then? shoes for the dead: those bear whizz wherever they want Lil: nity Bam llanwydd: has mr ishikawa been here? Mr. Bark Bark: 'Night, Bambi! EWeston: Yes we have hopes of piping, someday pinholeF200: does the Pope sh*t in the woods? ||||||||| 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!" Beet: Have a nice night Bambi Bambi: I want to thank you all for the thoughts and gifts when ah, clem passed away. It has been a very hard time, and I am hanging in there. Love you all! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite Bambam. Don't let Dick Cheney take you hunting lily: Bambi Beet christine Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski Lil lily llanwydd Mr. Bark Bark Nabby pinholeF200 Pocket Testicles Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead night all and thanks DJtween for a lovely laugh Dexter Fong: Been here and laft for vegas tommorow shoes for the dead: Cat left early to go to Vegas, llan llanwydd: aha pinholeF200: see ya again soon lily EWeston: Take care sailor Beet: Goodnight lily lily: thanks ew llanwydd: the one part of america he likes Deputy Dang: I haven't been to Vegas for at least 4 years. :-( Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Aloha Lily! Mr. Bark Bark: Next time, Lily shoes for the dead: by lily DJTweeny: have a great week, lily llanwydd: nite lil Mudhead: I'm sleepy, g'nite all llanwydd: nite muddy ||||||||| Mudhead is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 10:09 PM. Mr. Bark Bark: We've been shooting' reds and yellows all day! ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:09 PM and Owned Man waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. llanwydd: hey man DJTweeny: Hi OM ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" EWeston: Muddy dreams to yah ''Bob'': *yawn* Not very funny. pinholeF200: hey, Man ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Deuce - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Elayne - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Nino - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Beet: Nite, Mud Rufus_T_Firetween: ** 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: OM ||||||||| 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!" christine: where is my lobster fork Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Anything for an acid stomach, anyone? EWeston: Somethings stuck in my abdonim shoes for the dead: stuck in the jellyfish, Chris christine: ew pinholeF200: judy collins-didn't she sing Looked at Sh*t From Both Sides Now Dexter Fong: Castherwiid, please get christine a lobster fork please Dexter Fong: Catherwood, belay that order ||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Dexter Fong christine: i see things better Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No, Pin, that was Joni Mitchell Deputy Dang: My fence??? EWeston: I see thingd butter pinholeF200: everything's better with butter, even bacon llanwydd: ewww christine: that and something else LOL? EWeston: It's trans fudd free Owned Man: I've seen life from both ends of a lobster fork. christine: laundry sux llanwydd: I haven't even had lobster in over 20 years llanwydd: much less a lobster fork christine: pitch fork for that llanwydd: I used to eat a lot of it when I worked on lobster boats shoes for the dead: eat all yer pay christine: im not a fan of seafood but in one tract of firesign...... EWeston: Lob sta Merlyn: lobster used to be for poor people christine: old school shoes for the dead: opium anchovie eyes Dexter Fong: Lobster abnd oysters christine: catch and eat eh....lol EWeston: All I know is I remembered its taste for a month every time I burped Dexter Fong: What did you do for the side dished EW christine: and thats why i never tried the seafood llanwydd: I could live on sushi Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I eat nothing that wears its skeleton on the outside.. llanwydd: if I could afford it Rufus_T_Firetween: Hey folks, make sure you're getting the notices for Firesign shows >> Rufus_T_Firetween: ** If you're on Facebook, you can Like the Firesign Fan Page here >> https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208 - and if you’re on Twitter and would like to get Firesign tweets, follow @FiresignNews christine: its on an old album.....only is why i keep saying it EWeston: I beat the eagle off and gave her a quick mouth to mouth resusitation job christine: find it and send me the link and i will buy it Rufus_T_Firetween: There are two other Firesign fan pages on FB, "It's Just This Little Chromium Switch" and "Firesign Theatre" (as opposed to the official "The Firesign Theatre" llanwydd: I just turned off Peter. he was getting boring christine: do not beat eagles please Rufus_T_Firetween: the new Oz shows were very political, Llan EWeston: I tryed bleating them off, but they all laughed llanwydd: yeah, I know. it's just hard to pay attention and chat at the same time Rufus_T_Firetween: I have DOMM, but that doesn't cover material they did on RFO before '70 christine: multitask much? Rufus_T_Firetween: lol christine Beet: idiotlogical Dexter Fong: A freaki' commercial EWeston: The power of density thunking Dexter Fong: Oy veh!! christine: 70's rule EWeston: 70's thump christine: shush you dont know EWeston: I'm familiar with slush howerever christine: no slush more cowbell EWeston: I've got the restaining order to prove it pinholeF200: buy bye by christine: you do not Dexter Fong: afkfr shoes for the dead: again, EW? EWeston: Hey its the first one this week llanwydd: well, I'm getting tired. goodnight everybody shoes for the dead: thought you resolved that Beet: When Peter made these predictions they made perfect sense. It shows how brain dead the electorate is that they didn't see the logic. ||||||||| 10:24 PM -- llanwydd left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). EWeston: Druid dreams Illan ||||||||| 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 pneumonia ||||||||| Bambi - dead from jaundice ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Dr. Memory - dead from measles ||||||||| Nabby - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Pocket Testicles - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Beet: G'Nite Llan EWeston: Well I haven't shown the DA some convincing video, yet pinholeF200: Yakov Smirnoff described Clinton as Sex between two Bushes pinholeF200: Nite Llan Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Farethee well, Llan! Mr. Bark Bark: Heh heh shoes for the dead: the judge is blind tho Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It was another case of American blind justice... EWeston: I shouldn't have tied his shoelaces together pinholeF200: won't look at the 27 eight-by-ten color glossy photos Johan Amadeus Myjetski: W/ circles & arrows on the back of each one explaining what each one was ||||||||| christine leaves to catch the 10:27 PM train to Hellmouth. EWeston: Have you rehabilitated yourelf? DJTweeny: These new Oz broadcasts really deal with topics of the day, so probably not so great to play on the show :/ Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You got a lot of gaul, EW! Dexter Fong: kinda agree Tween DJTweeny: Will find some earlier Oz stuff for you in the future, or at least stuff that's lett topical Dexter Fong: That's the trouble wioth spedifically dated material DJTweeny: *stuff that's not so topical EWeston: I was trying to corner the market Beet: Peter really liked this singer shoes for the dead: you own land in France EW? DJTweeny: What's his name, Beet? EWeston: Got's celtic roots. I hope the transplants work Beet: Josh Woodward DJTweeny: haven't heard of him Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You know, with the political situation NEEDS someone like Peter saying these things DJTweeny: Wish Peter was still around to do that, for sure Beet: He's got a really good Youtube channel EWeston: An actual ethical news media would do wonders for the USA pinholeF200: ever heard Richard Thompson's "Dad's Gonna Kill Me" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Reminds me of a Phil Ochs, called "While I'm Here" DJTweeny: I haven't ||||||||| Deputy Dang rushes off, saying "10:33 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" EWeston: Just in case he thought we forgot, hi NSA guy Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Phil Ochs song, that is. I do like R. Thompson Johan Amadeus Myjetski: too pinholeF200: great antiwar song and great guitar solo DJTweeny: lol EW Beet: Has a really good youtube channel ||||||||| dude waltzes in at 10:34 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. shoes for the dead: dude! Beet: Please excuse the repeat. My computer froze for a moment pinholeF200: petraeus--wasn't he the general with the wife with bad hair? EWeston: He's up for letting his girl friend in on a few CIA secrets pinholeF200: gave a new meaning to "All In" shoes for the dead: when hair goes bad............. DJTweeny: wb dude Rufus_T_Firetween: ** If you're on Facebook, you can Like the Firesign Fan Page here >> https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208 - and if you’re on Twitter and would like to get Firesign tweets, follow @FiresignNews Dexter Fong: ...and an old meaning to "All Out" EWeston: I think I'd vote for him ahead of the current GOP clown car occupants Beet: The song we just heard: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xui3d6cvnn0 DJTweeny: Beet, you need to get one of those 'computer sweaters' EWeston: Just don't leave him along with any unattached female Beet: Where do i get one? ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Owned Man - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| plague - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla (free) 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/ pinholeF200: R Thompson's song on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UyV8gV7HYp4 EWeston: Try craigslist Beet Dexter Fong: Beet: Thanks for the lnk..nice jpb Beet: OK EWeston: Its the internet, you can trust it Dexter Fong:Tween; This one always make's me think about Kend^ EWeston: One maybe crawling up my leg ||||||||| 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!" pinholeF200: like the government, just ask an Indian shoes for the dead: the ones from Bulgaria are thr best ||||||||| 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." Beet: One of my favorite bits DJTweeny: Dexter Fong: Tween; This one always make's me think about Kend^ << how so? DJTweeny: one of my all-time fav skits EWeston: Right next to the chinese surplus music deal, another goodie Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Well, I'm forked for tonight. Hear you all next week same fire sign, same fire station! EWeston: Keepem flyin dsd Beet: I like when you buy a book the return address says "Chinese Surplus Music Deal" Dexter Fong:Tween; THERE ARE LINES IN THIS BIT WHERE NAMES are scrambled...Kend^ used ont of them...have'nt heard from hime in way long pinholeF200: so long JAM EWeston: da da dad Beet: See Ya Johann Mr. Bark Bark: Ah, that son of mine... shoes for the dead: nitey Jo EWeston: Austerity sucks Dexter Fong:Tween: BTW; I'm away next week you be playing "Maiderns" if I had to pick one as a favorite, Maidens is it DJTweeny: Haven't heard from KenD in a long time, either Dexter Fong:Tween: Tha's whatI'm sayin'bro DJTweeny: OK Dex, I'll hold off on Maidens until the week after Dexter Fong: lol Dexter Fong: I appreciatede that Tween, but I certainly don't insist on that DJTweeny: I don't mind DJTweeny: lots of other stuff to play DJTweeny: some long Hour Hour bits that I haven't been able to play because of time constraints Dexter Fong: I feel like I have to listen to Fox News for 45 minutes or so.....fair and balanced? =)) ||||||||| 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 and ARCHIVES FOR FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow' EWeston: Deranged blare more like Dexter Fong: Ditto Tween Lil: Really enjoying this show Tweeny DJTweeny: Dexter Fong: I feel like I have to listen to Fox News for 45 minutes or so.....fair and balanced? =)) << noooooooo Dexter Fong: Don't jump so EW...there was a smiley at the end of that EWeston: To be fair Joe Scarborough does the same for MSNBC DJTweeny: glad to hear, Lil :) Lil: Also meant to tell you I appreciate your archiving them Beet: I enjoyed this of course. Thanks to all my Firesign buddies. Thanks to the masterful Tween. G'Nite evryone. shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween Dexter Fong: EW:Are you going to Scarborough? Fair? Mr. Bark Bark: OK, night, all! Lil: Nite Beet shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!! pinholeF200: tnx for laffs Tween have a good week EWeston: That's it Gerrys run off, well so will I bye folks glod bless Lil: Night Barkie Dexter Fong: Thanks to you Tween abd Rufus and also always to Merlin DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... EWeston: No Dex I believe in UFO's Lil: Bye everybody for now ||||||||| pinholeF200 scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's pinholeF200?! It's 10:54 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please give Eweston this plate of scrambled eggs ||||||||| Catherwood brings eweston this plate of scrambled eggs. Dexter Fong: Night Lil Lil: Night Dexie Dexter Fong: Night fear Friends DJTweeny: Until last time, again... ||||||||| "10:57 PM? I'm late!" exclaims DJTweeny, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. Lil: Sometimes this feels like Romper Room LOL ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Merlyn: night all ||||||||| Merlyn rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Merlyn?! It's 11:07 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Lil - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Beet - dead from the common cold ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from measles ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| EWeston - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| 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:
Bambi
Beet
Bobbelieu
''Bob''
Captain Equinox
Cat
christine
Deputy Dang
Deuce
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Dr. Memory
dude
Elayne
EWeston
Govslugwell
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
Koyemsi
Lil
lily
llanwydd
Merlyn
Mr. Bark Bark
Mudhead
Nabby
Nancy
Nino
Owned Man
pinholeF200
plague
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Tirebiter
