||||||||| 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 March 19, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Govslugwell bounds in at 5:43 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Govslugwell: Hey, open up in there, your doorknocker fell off! ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 6 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood enters with DJTweeny close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 7:46 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com **' DJTweeny: Hi Governor ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Rufus_T_Firetween', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:04 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... Govslugwell: Hey, Tweeny. Not too much shakin' it, it looks like. ||||||||| 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: just started the streams DJTweeny: music in 5 minutes or so ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:35 PM and late as usual, it's JKo, just back from Billville." DJTweeny: Hi JKo ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (various artists) - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **' DJTweeny: music's up, folks ||||||||| 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 Keith falls out at 8:39 PM. ||||||||| 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 Cumminscityzen falls out at 8:40 PM. DJTweeny: Hi Keith, Cumminscityzen 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 ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:47 PM and late as usual, it's cacky, just back from Hellmouth." ||||||||| Cat sneaks in around 8:47 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident." ||||||||| "8:47 PM? 8:47 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Ralph should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Ralph enters and sits at the bar. ||||||||| 8:47 PM: lily jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Ralph: back in the closet lily Ralph: Hello, Friends.... lily: cacky Cat Cumminscityzen DJTweeny Govslugwell JKo Keith Heydy how all and thanks DJT for all the great times to come Cat: hi live streamers DJTweeny: Hi Ralph, lily, Cat, cacky lily: the only barbie I know is doll Ralph: yo DJ lily: got me dancing here Ralph: if ya get my meaning cacky: hello all lily: cedar lined cacky: hello all lily: hey cracky lily: its early yet cracky cacky: it's cacky, (not cracky) lily: typos oops cacky: I just didn't want you to get the wrong idea! DJTweeny: first time here, cacky? cacky: Yes DJTweeny: Welcome :-) cacky: Thanks Cat: welcome DJTweeny: how long have you been a Firesign fan? ||||||||| 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 dude falls out at 8:54 PM. DJTweeny: Hi dude cacky: Since college days in 1973-77 DJTweeny: kewl :) DJTweeny: I started around '72 myself lily: catherwood welcome cacky ||||||||| Catherwood snubs lily dude: got held up behind the sacred cows pulling the arch of the covenent ||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!" Cat: those were the days lily: fine carthwood ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Cat: also weeks, monthes, years Ralph: my college days exactly cacky DJTweeny: hate it when that happens, dude ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Thor_Cat_of_Thunder close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:57 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the Aviary. Ralph: although started no later than '72 ||||||||| Mofo sneaks in around 8:57 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Cat: i was playing firesign on the radio then. DJTweeny: Hi Thor, Mofo cacky: I bought the Nick Danger set several years ago for my husband. we listened the set on a long trip, Ralph: never heard that Cat: the box of danger? cacky: Yep ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting '''Bob''', just granted probation at 8:58 PM", then leaves hurriedly. cacky: (Cat is my real life nickname) Ralph: whereabouts? DJTweeny: Hi Bob Cat: lotsa good listening ''Bob'': Hello, dear friends. :) DJTweeny: The second selection this evening will be from Box Of Danger :) cacky: We travelled 9 hours to Oriental, N.C. DJTweeny: ** If you want to know where your fellow chatters live, ask Nino The Mindboggler by clicking on the link at the bottom of the page. ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, March 19, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" ||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Thor_Cat_of_Thunder, and leaves. ||||||||| Thor_Cat_of_Thunder climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:00 PM DJTweeny: This is from the album All Things Firesign Cat: hello again other cat Ralph: headphones on ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'John', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:02 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... DJTweeny: Hi John Cat: a world wide conspiracy of shoes ||||||||| Elayne tiptoes in around 9:03 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." ''Bob'': I think this was the first FT album I heard. Still my favorite. :) Elayne: Evenin' all, and greetings from Dex as well! Elayne: He's not here, he just says hi. Cat: Hi El ||||||||| Outside, the 9:04 PM crosstown bus from Moorefield pulls away, leaving Beet coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Beet: Evenin' All. ''Bob'': Or Bozos. Hard to choose. Cat: I hope Dex is well Cat: Beet ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and pipes up "Presenting 'shoes for the dead', just granted probation at 9:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Cat: Shoes Beet: Hi Cat lily: hi e ||||||||| 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." ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:04 PM, dragging pinholeF200 by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" Elayne: He's fine, Cat. shoes for the dead: Howdy Beet: Hi Shoes ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" shoes for the dead: hey pin ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Cat: Pin Beet: Greetings Pin Elayne: He appreciates everyone's concern. His computer is going through a "Cat" phase (i.e., broken not unlike yours was). Cat: aha Ralph: own the vinyl Elayne: At this point he can't be arsed to go through the whole rigamarole of techies and such to get it sorted out. pinholeF200: Hey there, Cat, Beet and all fireheads shoes for the dead: sitt on yer pipe, Cat? Beet: Love this record Cat: dont crush that pipe, hand me the plumber DJTweeny: Hi pinhole, Elayne, shoes ''Bob'': My vinyl copy had a big scratch near the beginning, right about here... Doesn't sound right without it. ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” - 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-sez-everything-you-know-is-wrong-cd-audio-only/ **' DJTweeny: Hey Beet Elayne: Hi Tween, I see you're doing EYKIW ||||||||| 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." pinholeF200: It's a gas, gas, gas DJTweeny: by request Elayne, yes Beet: Ah those fondly held scratches in the vinyl shoes for the dead: 59 orbits for me today DJTweeny: and those were put there intentionally ;) Elayne: Who requested it? I didn't follow all the Facebook threads... DJTweeny: It's your birthday, shoes? ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:08 PM and squeeze_the_wheeze waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Beet: Happy B Day shoes for the dead: yuppers Elayne: Hey shoes, happy burfday!! lily: happy shoes day shoes for the dead: hey Wheeze Rufus_T_Firetween: Richard Lester Rhodes II, Elayne. Don't know his FST screen name Cat: lotsa orbits, shoes DJTweeny: Hi wheeze Elayne: Bet you're younger than all of us. :) Beet: Hi squeeze pinholeF200: shoes, birthday greetings, born as you were before they changed the water Cat: i saw a ufo show about an incident that sounded a lot like this one Elayne: Thanks Tween. Don't look at me, I still can't match screen names with real names. :) shoes for the dead: 59,El ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from measles ||||||||| Govslugwell - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” - 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-sez-everything-you-know-is-wrong-cd-audio-only/ - HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOES!! **' ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Zooky Fogg close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:10 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom. squeeze_the_wheeze: HI ALL Elayne: Big milestone next year then, shoes! And yay, I'm still (barely) younger than most of the folks here! DJTweeny: Hi Zooky squeeze_the_wheeze: hope everybody is doing good tonight Beet: Zooky's here shoes for the dead: hey Zook ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Cat: i hope the remaining firesigners do something next year Zooky Fogg: Broad sweeping evening Fire Heads. DJTweeny: Would be great, Cat ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" pinholeF200: felicitations, Zook and squeeze Elayne: It would be nice, Cat. Whether they decide on Washington or SoCal, I think I can show. DJTweeny: Heard anything more about Proctor's book? John: Hero or Hophead? Do we have to choose? ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eykiw-ln Elayne: "Apprentice book baker...." love it... shoes for the dead: hashfire inn Elayne: The "...and make cars" line was different in the video... shoes for the dead: is it still on youtube? Zooky Fogg: You too, Pin. Hey Beet. Hows the beat? Thanks Tween. Shoes and I'd like to thank the academy. Cat: i think proc must be working on it, tween Cat: fogg shoes for the dead: cowhard Zooky Fogg: Hey, Cat. Out for the prowl? Rufus_T_Firetween: Shoes >> https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hellfire_Club - "Benjamin Franklin is known to have occasionally attended the club's meetings during 1758 as a non-member during his time in England." Cat: i guess you could call this prowling Rufus_T_Firetween: hence the Hasfire Inn? Rufus_T_Firetween: *Hashfire Inn ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" Zooky Fogg: This is more fun then other stuff that isn't. DJTweeny: It's my favorite FST album shoes for the dead: need to digitize and slow down the fast stuff Cat: having fun is always more fun than not having fun. DJTweeny: pretty much always, yes Elayne: I have to figure there's a script of it somewhere, shoes... Elayne: I wish they'd had the money to animate this part for the video. Cat: i think there is in the new book, el ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:17 PM and late as usual, it's Texas Jack, just back from Amarillo."
Elayne needs to get that damn book already... lily: when tape slowed down the map to DJTweeny: Hi Jack ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?books Cat: i think its the only new thing in it, which is why i didnt buy it. Ralph: Don Brouhaha Zooky Fogg: This place is like a Kepler find. Elayne: Need to take care of something. Sorry folks. Will try to return. ||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:18 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Ralph: trippy Zooky Fogg: Haven't determined the life forms. 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 Cat: ok el shoes for the dead: we were right about the comet Cat: Kohoutek? DJTweeny: Hope you had a good day, Shoes Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eykiw-ln shoes for the dead: gesundheit Zooky Fogg: If anyone claiming to know me asks commit them duely. pinholeF200: at my high school the teams were called "the comets" Texas Jack: I've lost my way in here. Damn runway. John: I love the way he says "I don't know" with all the wearyness in the world DJTweeny: challenge them to a duel, Zooky? Cat: as long as you can find your way out. DJTweeny: Yeah John, that's really good lily: mooronit DJTweeny: You got lost in Labyrinth, Jack? Zooky Fogg: I rolled in a VW bus once. When we were done rolling it was a VW Bug. DJTweeny: yipes Ralph: Rebus Canneebus? shoes for the dead: it's a mobius labarinth pinholeF200: old things are new again, new daredemons preparing to jump Knievel's canyon DJTweeny: The buses did seem to me to have a high center of gravity Zooky Fogg: I got points to give away if anyone needs some for anything. ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'Bigfoot', just granted probation at 9:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly. DJTweeny: Hi Bigfoot Cat: hello, smallhand shoes for the dead: I'l take 1 1/2, Zook ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Ralph: that's where i'm getting my next carpet! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eykiw-ln Zooky Fogg: There was seven of us in it DJT. DJTweeny: sounds nasty, Zooky :/ ||||||||| "Hey Bigfoot!" ... Bigfoot turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:24 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Zooky Fogg: You got 'em shoes. ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Zooky Fogg: We all came out without a scratch besides the black angus we hit in free range country. DJTweeny: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/funway.html Beet: I've been trying to get the point for a very long time now ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bobbelieu inside, makes a note of the time (9:26 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. shoes for the dead: hamburger all over the highway! DJTweeny: ** and now Side Deux... Cat: that's harburgere DJTweeny: Hi Bobbelieu lily: lobsters and apples shoes for the dead: hi Bobb Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eykiw-ln ||||||||| 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!" pinholeF200: evenin Bobbelieu Zooky Fogg: Isn't the point somewhere between not too serious or not too not serious Cat: do they go together well,lily? DJTweeny: somewhere in there, Zooky Zooky Fogg: The sherriff gave the beef to some locals who hauled it away. Cat: i had some artichokes cooked in a cidre batter a couple of days ago. Beet: Something to do with Balance lily: truck loads shift cat Cat: not as good as they should have been lily: weeeee shoes for the dead: they do that pinholeF200: Chicago mayor had a middle finger injury, saluting impaired Zooky Fogg: I had a dream once of a black dot on an illuminous field. Any interps? lily: all i can say is zook 16 DJTweeny: did the field have crop circles? Beet: A prophetic dream of the Black Hole heading for us viz How Time Flys DJTweeny: there ya go, Beet lily: did you break a synaps again shoes for the dead: it was the negative, print it Zooky Fogg: My number one supporter, Lily. Please consider Gracie Allen. ||||||||| Cumminscityzen leaves to catch the 9:33 PM train to Amarillo. ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:34 PM and late as usual, it's Nabby, just back from Washington." John: Love the music used for the training film DJTweeny: Hi Nabby Zooky Fogg: Didn't think of that Beet. Cat: Hi Nab shoes for the dead: hey Nabby Nabby: Hi Tweeny DJTweeny: re really great skit, John Beet: Howdy Nab Nabby: Hey Cat John: "The Lyndon Baines Johnson March" Nabby: Hi shoes Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eykiw-ln Nabby: Cheers Beet pinholeF200: hideyho Nab ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) falls out at 9:35 PM. Nabby: Hi pin DJTweeny: Hello Stones Cat: Hi Gen Zooky Fogg: You Nab man. shoes for the dead: Stones!! Nabby: Will the real Hemlock please... Beet: Greetings Hemlock pinholeF200: can't party without Stones! Nabby: Hi Zooky Cat: poison Socrates? Nabby: Hey lily Nabby: Hi John ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." DJTweeny: and scones, pinhole Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Alahumalo himalum avaris raris aecarus. ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'OkeeDoakee', just granted probation at 9:37 PM", then leaves hurriedly. DJTweeny: anyone here speak Latvian? DJTweeny: Hi Okee Nabby: Indeed not Zooky Fogg: Is there a difference between a God damn minute and a Carl Sagan minute? Cat: Proctor, probably Beet: Welcome Okee Nabby: Hey Okee Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ocumalo hilarium vicarium. pinholeF200: billions and billions of difference Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Amo, Amas, Amaculum! DJTweeny: Nino says OkeeDoakee is from Phoenix. How appropriate for this album :) shoes for the dead: is damn God's last name? DJTweeny: ** If you want to know where your fellow chatters live, ask Nino The Mindboggler by clicking on the link at the bottom of the page. Beet: It's a Common Law last name shoes for the dead: whipping the moss ||||||||| Thor_Cat_of_Thunder leaves to catch the 9:39 PM train to Hellmouth. ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bobbelieu - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Zooky Fogg: I thought it was Norman until recently. ||||||||| 9:40 PM: Mr Bark Bark jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" DJTweeny: Hi Bark Cat: bb Mr Bark Bark: Hi Hi! shoes for the dead: hey Bark Beet: Hey Bark Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=eykiw-ln Mr Bark Bark: Sending from my own mind, to yours! Nabby: Hi Bark Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Loquerisne Latine? lily: down to the bottom Zooky Fogg: Her jeans are wholly or holy? Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Oh my, Dear Friends! I was just caught in a time warp again! Beet: Gravity and its Opposite - Comedy Nabby: Arne Saknussemm? Mr Bark Bark: It's just a step to the left. DJTweeny: not again, Stones! Zooky Fogg: Thirteen, Bark. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Much, much too much snow from the old days... but I have reformed! And so has my nose! Nabby: How do you like your new form? DJTweeny: You got a nose job? lily: its the pelvic Beet: Yes and Winter is almost over Hemlock Zooky Fogg: Don't have to warp if you point to point. Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, my nose was missing, but is now reconstructed! Much better looking I am told. shoes for the dead: long form or short form? Cat: at least your nose didn't get your job ||||||||| Elayne enters at 9:43 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn. Nabby: I applied for one but was turned down. DJTweeny: wb Elayne Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Unfortunately, I am told that I look like Marilyn Monroe! Elayne: Back. Had to "tuck in" my husband, as it were. He hasn't gotten a lot of sleep the last couple of days, poor thing. Nabby: Hi Elayne Cat: hi again, el Zooky Fogg: like a puddle. Put finger in or take out and self heals. DJTweeny: It's the chiffon dress, Stones Mr Bark Bark: All those curves, showing through that flimsy burnoose. DJTweeny: Hope Robin gets a good rest Zooky Fogg: or rather seals. shoes for the dead: goardfootmen Beet: Everyone marchinh right into the Hole Elayne: Me too, Tween. He has a nasty stye on his left eye that needs to heal up, so he can do the shoveling tomorrow. :) pinholeF200: is that the Sipapu? Cat: sorry to hear that, el DJTweeny: stye is no fun Zooky Fogg: Black holes say who says you can't take it with you. Elayne: He keeps thinking it's getting worse, and I have to convince him that the medicine is working. lily: ip pinholeF200: The Last Guy! Zooky Fogg: I love listening to background radiation between the frequencies. Cat: great album Nabby: Mine too Tween John: The first time I listened to this I laughed so hard milk came out of my nose... John: ...I was drinking coke at the time. pinholeF200: did you know where it came from? Beet: lol john Nabby: Hollywhatever Rufus_T_Firetween: ** New Firesign book “MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH” now available at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?books Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv Nabby: John that's...that's a miracle lily: musta been holding it your gills john ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “SHACK OUT ON THE ALIEN HIGHWAY” - 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 >> Part of the BOX OF DANGER collection - http://www.shoutfactory.com/node/175765) **' lily:tween up Cat: better call saul if you're breaking bad. ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “SHACK OUT ON THE ALIEN HIGHWAY” - 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 >> Part of the BOX OF DANGER collection - http://www.shoutfactory.com/node/175765) - HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOES!! **' DJTweeny: lily?? ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... lily: this bit about you tween? DJTweeny: hahahaha Zooky Fogg: Ommmm Beet: Box of Danger link doesn't work DJTweeny: Well lily, I do live next to I-35, and Austin is sometimes referred to as 'the known center of the universe', sooooo Mr Bark Bark: Have to use a key. shoes for the dead: canadian writers...... DJTweeny: let me check it out, Beet lily: rain stick Zooky Fogg: Knock Knock ||||||||| 9:57 PM: clem clone jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Nabby:https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#bod Rufus_T_Firetween: Box Of Danger may be purchased here >> https://www.shoutfactory.com/music/spoken-word/the-firesign-theatre-s-box-of-danger-the-complete-nick-danger-casebook shoes for the dead: hey clem DJTweeny: Hi CC Beet: Hello Clone lily: well you know us aussies tween Nabby:Ah clem Zooky Fogg: Okay. Ring ring. clem clone: what is up? DJTweeny: Yeah, looks like they changed it Beet, thanks ||||||||| 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 clem Rufus_T_Firetween: * Read about “BOX OF DANGER: The Complete Nick Danger Casebook” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod-rv Beet: I'm here to help DJTweeny: :-) Nabby: Have you had your pork today? Zooky Fogg: Yo Malita. Beans are on fire. Cat: i thought you were here to make borscht shoes for the dead: hey NSA guy ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Zooky Fogg: Alright then. Whatever is on tap. pinholeF200: 'ello audio lost here ||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “SHACK OUT ON THE ALIEN HIGHWAY” - 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 >> Part of the BOX OF DANGER collection - https://www.shoutfactory.com/music/spoken-word/the-firesign-theatre-s-box-of-danger-the-complete-nick-danger-casebook - HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOES!! **' clem clone:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sow1tJ3etyo check out our tribute shoes for the dead: well, it wasn't pork but it tasted like it DJTweeny: Still have the audio here, pinhole Nabby:https://youtu.be/mwAZG2mXDKo lily: on your fly Nabby: Oops pinholeF200: gone for a few seconds, back now--who knows maybe my server lily: got it thanks nabby DJTweeny: Might have been me, as I was loading some web pages John: I thought maybe they lost their place in the script. DJTweeny: but the feed wasn't lost Cat: like adam and eve? Nabby: 10-4 lily pinholeF200: i'm not off my feed, contrariwise, need to shed some pounds Nabby: adam and eve had gills? Nabby: I think I missed something.... Zooky Fogg: If I'm not out in 10 minutes, I'm staying and a sock on the door means nothing. Leave it there. shoes for the dead: what? pinholeF200: because the lights went out, Nab Nabby: What? lily: where pinholeF200: watt? shoes for the dead: Ohm lily: baboon Beet: The great fun was watching these guys do this Nabby: The sound of one hand not clapping Elayne: Sorry folks, our kitty seems to be craving attention, and I have to cater to her every meow so as not to wake up Robin. See you next week. ||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 10:07 PM train to New York. Beet: Nite Elayne Nabby: Aww kitties rule, Elayne lily: bye e take care Zooky Fogg: Electricty is a spiritual experience for a kid with a finger and curiosity where the bulb is. Zooky Fogg: Be well E lily: probascussing pinholeF200: Nite El, two cats own this house but let us live here, as long as we keep the food bowl stocked Nabby: Master, am I the finger or am I the bulb? Zooky Fogg: I'll have the 21 cheese burger please. Cat: by el Nabby: towel lily: babel shoes for the dead: trowel Cat: boarder Nabby: the leaning towel of babel? Zooky Fogg: They became one till Mum cut the breaker. Nabby: may I see your gills please shoes for the dead: ursine urine lily: lol shoes lily: beans beans Zooky Fogg: I saw the pope going into the woods with Charmin. Nabby: bears don't have gills DJTweeny: lol Zooky pinholeF200: but is a bear Catholic? shoes for the dead: good point, Nabby Nabby: the cat issues a noise - it is the nourishment interval Nabby: back in a bit Zooky Fogg: I saw a bear using a bath at the vatican ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! lily: when was the last time you checked nab? Cat: the Natalie Woods? Won't do her much good now. lily: catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to lily and mumbles "Hmm?" pinholeF200: rhubarb shoes for the dead: them ''Bob'': I thought Them were ants? Zooky Fogg: I know a free thinking fox. Cat: only their pants pinholeF200: ask Van Morrison, he was in that group Mr Bark Bark: Oops, got to go! CU on the freeway, which is already in progress! ||||||||| 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: by bark 2 Zooky Fogg: And a Irish Moose lily: bark on bark pinholeF200: so long bark x2 shoes for the dead: by by bark bark Cat: live by the bark, die by the bark Zooky Fogg: Bow Bark Beet: C Ya Bark lily: cocoa re boot Nabby: Bark Nabby: I mean back Nabby: Nite Bark shoes for the dead: kaff kaff lily: It Zooky Fogg: You can't go crazy if you're already there. Zooky Fogg: I hear that sanity is wild stuff. shoes for the dead: it's overrated Cat: true, zog Beet: Necer been there Zooky Fogg: None for me thanks. Beet: See? ||||||||| 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!" pinholeF200: normal is just a setting on a dryer DJTweeny: Thought about trying sanity Zooky, but frankly it seem all that appealing DJTweeny: *it didn't seem Rufus_T_Firetween: * Read about “BOX OF DANGER: The Complete Nick Danger Casebook” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod-rv pinholeF200: bipolar is the most common transistor Zooky Fogg: Normal is a condition of the majority in my dictionary. ||||||||| 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!" pinholeF200: won't go to Bloomington because it's too near Normal Zooky Fogg: Then there is NORML DJTweeny: catherwood, please give pinhole a rim shot ||||||||| Catherwood gets pinhole a rim shot. Beet: Everyone there is FROM normal Nabby: Is typing on two typewriters at the same time stereotyping? ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| JKo - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| cacky - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Mofo - dead from jaundice ||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Mr Bark Bark - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... DJTweeny: good point, Beet ;) Nabby: Pass the fogg ''Bob'': the plauge... lily: hererer I am knicky Zooky Fogg: Puff puff puff puff puff pass shoes for the dead: and Fogg pulls into th lead lily: pea zoop John: Hey, don't bogart that plague... lily: the eyes have it Nabby: new strain tonight....it's called purple cheese blech ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Zooky Fogg: I'm hungry suddenly. Cat: they're even fun to watch in inaction DJTweeny: I really enjoy the videos of them working together around a table shoes for the dead: hungry for suddens? DJTweeny: great to see the expressions on their faces as they're doing the characters Cat: it would work even around a square table lily: sloppy suddens pinholeF200: or squarely at a round table Zooky Fogg: I want something I've never had. Nabby: hire beavers shoes for the dead: hore Canadians shoes for the dead: hire Cat: they can hire me, i'm Canadian Nabby: how much wood could a.....? lily: chuck wagaon chuckaloo ||||||||| 10:32 PM -- clem clone left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). Zooky Fogg: I found a circle in a square store looking for a trapezoid. Zooky Fogg: Chuck chuck sounds good. lily: lost in the quad lily: frayed knot Cat: better than being lost in a squid shoes for the dead: crickets and owls pinholeF200: no more quad, now dobly 5.2 Zooky Fogg: I'm in no hurry for anything. Just let it happen. lily: lol cat John: I wish Nick would change the radio station - tired of the all-sax station. Nabby: I'm interfacing with the cloud.... Cat: you prefer all sex? Nabby: agreed cat John: Doesn't everybody? lily: double mean thing ''Bob'': I leave for a few minutes and I miss the sax? Nabby: not all sex just the good parts pinholeF200: sax and violins, the way to my heart shoes for the dead: gratuitous sax Zooky Fogg: It was good Bob. ''Bob'': and violins? lily: phoney phone shoes for the dead: violence! Nabby: A whole sex section playing in unison ''Bob'': I'm not sure I like the tenor of this conversation. Nabby: alto sex, baritone sex.... lily: whooo Zooky Fogg: Group sax is the best. pinholeF200: bolero for the right hand lily: blues in the night ''Bob'': As long as it's safe sax lily: change your reed Nabby: is premarital sax acceptable ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Keith - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Texas Jack - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... pinholeF200: they can't reed? ||||||||| 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' Nabby: they can't breathe? lily: pond sax Zooky Fogg: I enjoy the mariachi brass. ||||||||| 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: what? Nabby: ever have sex with a tuba? ''Bob'': Kenny G-Spot Zooky Fogg: No. I've had sex in a tuba. pinholeF200: I had that CD but now I can't find it John: Getting horny? ''Bob'': A tuba what? lily: tub a icecream? Zooky Fogg: Whoops. Glasses. I meant tuna. ''Bob'': Sounds like a sticky situation John: tuba toothpaste? Nabby: A tubafish ||||||||| "10:43 PM? 10:43 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Betty Jo Bialowski should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Betty Jo Bialowski enters and sits on the couch. shoes for the dead: tuna toothpaste Nabby: Yum DJTweeny: you can tune a piano, but you can't tuba fish lily: tuba molases DJTweeny: Hi Betty Jo, show's over :/ shoes for the dead: that woman is trying to kill me! Zooky Fogg: In water, not oil. Nabby: Good point good point Nabby: never oil shoes for the dead: never iol is good for boots Zooky Fogg: Oh. Time flies. Must go to my next assignment. Ad astra, Fire heads. lily: coco nutz oil Cat: not one of their stronger nicks lily: by zook shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween! Nabby: May the Fogg be with you Zooky ''Bob'': the Duke of Oil lily: yes I did ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" pinholeF200: till next week Zook Nabby: Hey Tween thanks! ''Bob'': Thanks Tween! Cat: off we fly ||||||||| 10:45 PM -- Beet left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). lily: Thanks tween you rock shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it! ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Beet plummets into the garden at 10:46 PM. Beet: G'Nite all ||||||||| 10:46 PM: Nicky 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!" John: That's mataphysically absurd! How can I know how much you enjoyed this? DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... pinholeF200: bye Tween, thanks for organizing this chaos ''Bob'': back to the shadows again... Nabby: You all please PLEASE take care & be groovy! DJTweeny: Sorry Nicky, show's over DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm Eastern ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Nicky: Thank You! lily: ''Bob'' Beet Betty Jo Bialowski Cat DJTweeny John lily Nabby Nicky pinholeF200 shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg thanks twween and all for the laughs ||||||||| pinholeF200 leaves to catch the 10:47 PM train to Missouri. DJTweeny: Until last time, again... ||||||||| At 10:48 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." Nabby: Catherwood give me the teleport cube ||||||||| Catherwood gives Nabby the teleport cube. ||||||||| At 10:48 PM, lily vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! John: bye. ||||||||| At 10:48 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, DJTweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Nabby carefully activates the vibrating cube. ||||||||| Zooky Fogg is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 10:49 PM. Ralph: awesome show as usual! Ralph: thanks, and see you on the Funway... ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Betty Jo Bialowski - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Cat - dead from The Plague ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from jaundice ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| John - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Ralph - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Nabby - dead from measles ||||||||| Beet - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Nicky - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| OkeeDoakee - 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:
Beet
''Bob''
cacky
Cat
clem clone
DJTweeny
dude
Elayne
Govslugwell
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
John
lily
Mr Bark Bark
Nabby
Nicky
pinholeF200
Ralph
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
Texas Jack
Zooky Fogg
