||||||||| 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 Friday's chat log for June 19, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts RedPillTweeny into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 5:21 AM, then departs. ||||||||| It's 5:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts DJTweeny in through the front door at 4:13 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| New notice: 'RIP Phil Austin 1949-2015' ||||||||| 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 jahgust falls out at 4:56 PM. jahgust: Ugh! That notice is a killer. I'll be back a bit later once I am off work. hey Tweeny! DJTweeny: Hey jahgust :) ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 5 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood leads Fernando Poo inside, makes a note of the time (5:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. DJTweeny: Hi Fernando Fernando Poo: Hello jahgust: Catherwood, I am sorry for the loss of your freind Phil Austin. We will miss him on these chats. ||||||||| Catherwood steps over to jahgust and asks "Something I can help with?" ||||||||| Outside, the 5:01 PM crosstown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Stlouielou coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hi Louie Stlouielou: Hey now Stlouielou: Damn, what a mess...I just wanted to pop in and relay my condolences DJTweeny: Yes, very sad DJTweeny: Condolences to Oona and the rest of their family Stlouielou: we are fighting flooding and stuff here just got in from clearing trees and stuff and saw the news DJTweeny: Yes, Texas dealing with more flooding as well Stlouielou: are you going to be playing music or anything? ||||||||| 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: no fun Stlouielou: we are basicly cut off out here in the wilderness of Mo. Stlouielou: bridge out one direction, flooded all the way around us...took 90 minutes to get her girl to summer school today and it's 5 min away DJTweeny: wow ||||||||| Outside, the 5:07 PM downtown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving TimmMcCoy coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. DJTweeny: Hi Timm Stlouielou: if yopu decide to play tunes or anything post the link ok? TimmMcCoy: Damn. Just...damn. I have very few words. TimmMcCoy: Hi DJ DJTweeny: Box of Danger is over 4 hours long ||||||||| Outside, the 5:08 PM bus from New York pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Elayne: Afternoon, all. Elayne: So, so sad. TimmMcCoy: Hey E. Stlouielou: Hi Elaine DJTweeny: I think what I'll do is just start streaming Box Of Danger around 7pm Eastern and let it run DJTweeny: Hi Elayne Elayne: My heart goes out to Oona and the pups. Just don't know what else to say. DJTweeny: Yes, very sad TimmMcCoy: Sounds like a plan DJ Stlouielou: thanx Tweeny...I haven't been drunk in a good while this may be the day to do it DJTweeny: He'd want us to be happy for his life :) TimmMcCoy: Celebrate the crazy, the smart, the oblique. it's so Austin of us. DJTweeny: yes indeed Stlouielou: I'll be back...I have to get this mud off me Elayne: I feel like the bottom's dropping out from under me. Fernando Poo: I hate entropy. Elayne: It's the way of all things, alas. ||||||||| 5:21 PM: aronski jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Elayne: Thanks for holding this digivigal, Kurt. Elayne: PA would have liked that we're celebrating his life digitally. Elayne: I'll try to come back later, I have to leave the orifice now. ||||||||| Elayne leaves at 5:22 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..." TimmMcCoy: I feel very empty today. Something unfinished. A room unfurnished. A thought not yet said. ||||||||| It's 5:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Stlouielou - dead from measles ||||||||| jahgust - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and pipes up "Presenting 'residualecho', just granted probation at 5:26 PM", then leaves hurriedly. residualecho: Thanks everybody who has been able to find words today. They mean a lot. ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'mutthead', just granted probation at 5:27 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Merlyn', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 5:29 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... Merlyn: hey tweeny, I'll make sure this is archived DJTweeny: Thanks Merlyn DJTweeny: Hi mutthead, echo, aronski ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 5:32 PM, dragging Bightrethighrehighre by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?" Bightrethighrehighre: Say it ain't so, Dear Friends.... :( DJTweeny: Hi Big DJTweeny: Sure wish it weren't Bightrethighrehighre:Tween, thanks for all you're doing/ done residualecho: I keep thinking of the millennial album. I wish the immortality already achieved by every member of TFT was the kind that included not dying. DJTweeny: Akways my pleaseure... Bightrethighrehighre: Same for Merlyn, & all those other Bozos who am us Bightrethighrehighre: Got to meet Phil and Oona a few times, the Signing after the Monterey gig 4-24-09 and the same after the Cerritos gig 2-5-05 Merlyn: Man, I forgot about this -- Phil Austin showed up at the (second) Peter Bergman memorial chat: https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20120310.html Bightrethighrehighre: A great experience- the seemed to appear to like my half ***** sense of humor Bightrethighrehighre: THEY seemed f'n typos ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| It's 5:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| mutthead - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| aronski - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 5:40 PM and who me? steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Bightrethighrehighre: Some great insights about FST at Their inception and development https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=leNZXT9wbHg&feature=youtu.be ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1949-2015 **** There will be a stream of Box Of Danger starting at 7pm Eastern, and running as long as people want' ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 5:43 PM, dragging Mudhead by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" DJTweeny: Hi Mudhead DJTweeny: Hi who me? ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! Mudhead: Hi Tweenster ||||||||| "5:52 PM? 5:52 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Nick Rimshot should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Nick Rimshot enters and sits in the comfy chair. Nick Rimshot: Greetings, guys and dames. Where's my complimentary pickle? DJTweeny: Hi Rimshot ||||||||| It's 5:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... DJTweeny: Catherwood, please get Rimshot a pickle ||||||||| Catherwood gets rimshot a pickle. Nick Rimshot: Thanks, Catherwood. Give yourself a sawbuck and bill it to Rococo. ||||||||| Catherwood brings himself a sawbuck and bill it to rococo. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 6 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Slijer into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 6:01 PM, then departs. DJTweeny: Hi Sliger ||||||||| It's 6:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| residualecho - dead from the yaws ||||||||| TimmMcCoy - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Nick Rimshot - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... : Never did trust fiddlers and Moroccans. ||||||||| 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 Nick Rimshot falls out at 6:12 PM. DJTweeny: wb Rimshot ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 6:17 PM and Cat steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Cat: this has to be the saddest chat since Peter died. ||||||||| Hal O'Dali enters at 6:18 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn. ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Rufus_T_Firetween', just granted probation at 6:19 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Dali, Cat Hal O'Dali: Wow. Here we is. ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Porgy', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:20 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Porgy ||||||||| At 6:20 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Porgy!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Porgy into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 6:20 PM, then departs. Porgy: Opps, wrong button. Hi all... Mudhead: Is that you Porgy Porgy: Yep, it's me. Hal O'Dali: For those who might be interested ... we just posted a Chromium Switch Podgazine Hal O'Dali: We were working on it when we got the news ... 13 minutes in ... ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Rufus_T_Firetween: Can you post the link, Dali? Hal O'Dali: We finished it and put it up. Don't know what else to do. Cat: Hal, do something. anything. It's what Phil would want you to do. ||||||||| "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!" Hal O'Dali: Of course, here's the Dropbox link https://www.dropbox.com/s/qwr7d6cwvr695nb/ChromiumSwitch8.mp3?dl=0 ||||||||| It's 6:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Slijer - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Hal O'Dali: Streaming Box of Danger is a great idea! Thank you, Tween. Porgy: Yes, sublimely cool. Thanks. Rufus_T_Firetween: yw :) Rufus_T_Firetween: will start in about 1/2 hour Cat: Down Under Danger would be great to hear now because it's not on Box of Danger and it's very much about Nick's death. Rufus_T_Firetween: I don;t seem to have it, Cat Cat: I have a bunch (maybe 10) of episodes of another great radio show Austin was part of called Hollywood Night Shift. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hope that gets put on a release Cat: I sent the original reel tapes to Taylor Jessen and he sent me back a CD with them all. I'll make a copy for you Tween and you can play some of them on chat. ||||||||| DadSir2U waltzes in at 6:34 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Notnerb', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:34 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Notnerb Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi DadSir DadSir2U: Greetings on this sad day.. Rufus_T_Firetween: Greetings Mudhead: Mr. Horse, why the long face? ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 6:38 PM, dragging TomG by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" Rufus_T_Firetween: "No sir, we do not like it." Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Tom TomG: hi ||||||||| 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." TomG: hey Hal Porgy: Goo goo g'jube, sir. TomG: Sad day, still absorbing it Cat: Yeah, it's a lot to absorb. Notnerb: Well said TomG Rufus_T_Firetween: ,'tis indeed :( Mudhead: Bounty, try Bounty, it absorbs better Cat: Might cause a mutiny.
Rufus_T_Firetween sraps Mudhead with a pickle ||||||||| Catherwood enters with lily close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 6:44 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room. ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 6:44 PM and ''Bob'' bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi lily Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi bob Cat: Lily TomG: I may check back later, have to go now and post Hal's newest Chromium Switch Radio, dedicated to Mr A lily: Cat DadSir2U Hal O'Dali lily Mudhead Notnerb Porgy Rufus_T_Firetween TomG so sad Rufus_T_Firetween: sad indeed ''Bob'': Hi, all. Sad news. :( Porgy: Yes indeedy. ||||||||| TomG is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 6:45 PM. Mudhead: But heartened by the reflections of a life well lived. lily: I can't thank you all so much for keeping the spirit Cat: True, mud ||||||||| 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!" Notnerb: We're ready for anything... Mudhead: Catherwood get lily a spirit ||||||||| Catherwood gets lily a spirit. lily: thanks catherwood we all need to raise a glass ||||||||| Catherwood hands to raise a glass. Porgy: Hear, hear! Mudhead: I cant hear, hear Im listening to Chromium switch lily: I am listeing to the tick ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 6:49 PM and Junguy steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Junguy Notnerb: Ah... Junguy.... Motodetective? Junguy: H'lo ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Junguy: Not to be torturing me Junguy: what's the link to the radio prison? Porgy: That's Bradshaw's job... Rufus_T_Firetween: Will post the listen link in just a few minutes Notnerb: What Bradshaw mean? lily: thanks tweeny ||||||||| It's 6:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Nick Rimshot - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 6:55 PM, dragging Richard by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bightrethighrehighre', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:55 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... DJTweeny: Hi Richard Mudhead: Catherwood beat that dick ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Mudhead and mumbles "Someone mention my name?" ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1949-2015 **** BOX OF DANGER now being streamed 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u' DJTweeny: audio will start at the top of the hour ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1949-2015 **** BOX OF DANGER now being streamed 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u' ''Bob'': Dead air . ||||||||| Catherwood leads Heavy G into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 6:57 PM, then departs. Porgy: It's telepathically encoded. lily: a moment of ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Mr. Bark Bark into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 6:58 PM, then departs. ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Stlouielou', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:58 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... Cat: dead air for dead phil ''Bob'': (Always loved that spot on... was it, Dear Friends? Freaks me out every time I play it on the air and think I've screwed up, only to remember that it's part of the bit.) Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi G lily: love that Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Bark Rufus_T_Firetween: wb louie Stlouielou: Back Tweeny.hello everyone else Cat: Louie ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Stlouielou: thanks...I got nada on my jukebox no audio I mean Rufus_T_Firetween: and heeeeere we go... ''Bob'': Once again he walks... Stlouielou: Cat, Rufus...good to see you all on such a sad day Stlouielou: Contact...I have audio ''Bob'': I remember hearing the opening to this while browsing in a store in Amherst, MA back in the 90s. It was a commercial for an upcoming performance. ''Bob'': So glad I was able to make it to that show and get to meet Phil and the other guys. lily: cool bob Cat: This album came out when I had my first radio show in Ottawa in 69. Played the shit out of it. No one seemed to mind. ||||||||| 7:03 PM: Axewipe jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" ''Bob'': I think I may have listened to this album as many times as I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Maybe even more. Hal O'Dali: This piece will live forever. Brilliant. Stlouielou: yeah this one is very special to me and really my 1st exprience with the group lily: The old same place Axewipe: Firesign fans,,didnt know bout this room Porgy: You must mean the same old place. Here's the key. Cat: great introduction for most people. their most accessible early work Stlouielou: I saw that lennon/marx cover and was like wtf is this! Cat: but this is only half a key! ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1941-2015 **** BOX OF DANGER now being streamed 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u' Porgy: I had to split it with the sound effects man. DJTweeny: oops, I got Phil's age wrong Cat: I love how they pretend with LA street names. Mr. Bark Bark: 'Night, Rocky! Cat: play with ''Bob'': I didn't get that joke (half a key) until I saw them perform it live. Feel a little dumb for missing it so many times, but delighted that there were still jokes left in the piece. :) ||||||||| Outside, the 7:07 PM bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Bambi coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Axewipe: Leftenant behind DJTweeny: Hi Bambi Bambi: As noted at Lili Ann Fuller's posting and Phil Fountain's posting, my heart goes out especially to Oona as I know a bit of what she may be going through losing her hubby/soul mate. Then my heart goes out to the rest of the Firesign Theatre family. And then to the rest of us who loved and listened and still listen to and quote Firesign Theatre all the time... We are now down two of the four or five crazy guys... We will miss you Phil Austin... From ah,clem aka JimmyLee (RIP) and Bambi Cat: Bambi= Fran? Notnerb: Always something new to understand... Bambi: Yes Cat Bambi: that is me Stlouielou: always something new... Cat: Well said, Bambi DJTweeny: Phil's page at Wiki- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phil_Austin lily: the echo of greatness Bambi: thanks for the link Tweeny DJTweeny: Phil's Firesign page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?member=Austin DJTweeny: yw :) ||||||||| "I'm going to The Sitting Room" says Junguy, and leaves. ||||||||| Junguy walks in and says "It's 7:10 PM, has anybody seen Nancy?" ''Bob'': Memorial page here: https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/philaustin/index.html Junguy: whose line is this anyway? Cat: I knew about the Dead project but not about a project for Ringo Star. Cat: They REALLY were the Beatles of comedy. Junguy: ARE 2 down 2 2 go Cat: speaking of rolling a couple of bombers, the first time I met both phils was at the Ash Grove on New Year's eve, 1969. Cat: The girl I was with had some hash so we were stoned before we entered the theatre. Mr. Bark Bark: So if Nancy is married to Johnny, and she accidentally calls Danny "Nicky," then who is she really married to? Cat: Then we found ourselves between the Phils as a joint was passed among us. Stlouielou: thanks for the memorial page link Bambi: RIP Nick Danger ...my favorite character lily: cat you are the best Cat: in those days Austin was a BIG guy, like a football player. Bergman was a little guy, wraith-like. Cat: When I met the guys again in the mid 90s, Bergman had ballooned into a Big Guy and Austin had shrunk to the size Bergman had been in the 60s. Rufus_T_Firetween: Weren't both Bergman and Austin in the Army for a while? lily: gravity takes its toll Cat: yes Notnerb: and its opposite - comedy Cat: they have a wonderful riff on their army days in the last episode of Hour Hour. Cat: Bergman was in the army when Electrician came out. ''Bob'': That is so hard to imagine! Rufus_T_Firetween: and the bit in The American Pageant, and the "What are we going to do, sergeant??" bit Rufus_T_Firetween: wow, didn't know that Cat Cat: nothing is hard to imagine with the Firesigns. ''Bob'': LOL True, Cat Cat: Bergman tells the story in one of his podcasts. He hitch-hiked from his army base into Berkeley and saw Electrician in a record store there. ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Cat: they greatly increase your ability to imagine. ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| Catherwood leads fleacoller inside, makes a note of the time (7:19 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Cat: it might have been Austin who said the purpose of the Firesign was to expand people's brains lily: its the catch phrases that suit any situation Rufus_T_Firetween: Proc said much the same thing in the recent interview Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi flea Cat: looks like one of the Austin's dogs has shown up. Cat: True, Tween. Mr. Bark Bark: Oops Cat: 2 of the Austin dogs. lily: I'm listening but gotta eat thanks Tweeny and Cat Stlouielou: Classic.... DadSir2U: audio br-eea-aaa-king. must be me. ''Bob'': not just you Notnerb: nope - me 2 Mr. Bark Bark: Good thing we all know it by heart... Rufus_T_Firetween: hope it's tasty, lily Stlouielou: I'm on the 16K and it's fine Rufus_T_Firetween: is it breaking up? Rufus_T_Firetween: let me check Cat: having problems, tween? Junguy: that was a thousnd years? Mr. Bark Bark: The 128K was breaking up. Rufus_T_Firetween: did get a 'skipping' message Rufus_T_Firetween: shuld be OK now ||||||||| It's 7:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Axewipe - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Heavy G - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Mr. Bark Bark: Amazing difference, between 16K and 128K Bambi: thanks for your kind words Cat about ah,clem passing being another that was not needed ... {{{HUGS}}} I totally agree .... ah,clem is greatly missed here Bambi: and over at http://www.cniradio.com as well Rufus_T_Firetween: Mr. Bark Bark: Amazing difference, between 16K and 128K - I stream at 320k on my Sunday show :) Mr. Bark Bark: That's faster than anyone's ever streamed before! Rufus_T_Firetween: listening to the stream now, sounds OK Stlouielou: I'm on some country ass aircard internet...it always works better for me Mr. Bark Bark: Much better Rufus_T_Firetween: I'm stretching my old 1GHZ G4 lappy to the limit Stlouielou: my driveway is 1/4 mile long...and we are 10 miles or so from real internet Notnerb: BTW - much appreciation for the "special edition" tonight. Bambi: yes, thank you so much Tweeny Rufus_T_Firetween: np, the least I could do Cat: When I met Pete at a hotel in Seattle in 1999, not long after my daughter's death, he told me that in the future I would be able to console other people for their loss. Never did I imagine the loss would be of him, and now PA. Stlouielou: I scond that not Rufus_T_Firetween: I'll do a proper memorial on Thursday Notnerb: Life is like that Cat. Bambi: heard that Cat ... Notnerb: I needed some FS community tonight Stlouielou: rufus this is great and thank you....this is proper as far as I'm concerned Cat: We all do, not ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 7:29 PM and buster steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Stlouielou: amen Cat Bambi: life is definitely like that ... quite a few folks have passed away of late including ah,clem Dec 3rd, and now Phil Austin and about half a dozen folks in between that we know Rufus_T_Firetween: Thanks louie Rufus_T_Firetween: uster Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi buster Bambi: enjoying Box of Danger very much ... and so sad no new Danger to come now... Rufus_T_Firetween: It's ugly, Bambi :-( Junguy: Oh! my favorite! buster: Howdy. Cat: Did you know that 3 of the guys (not Ossman) spoke some Japanese? ||||||||| Diamond_Dave enters at 7:31 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Hat Pack Annex. Bambi: that is very cool Cat Cat: Austin worked for JAL in Frisco before moving to LA. Bergman studied the language and languages stick to Proctor Junguy: Japanese, that's cool ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1941-2015 **** BOX OF DANGER now being streamed 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Box Of Danger – The Complete Nick Danger Casebook - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod' DJTweeny: Hi Dave Junguy: That's why he hard to read Cat: so their Japanese english here has some background. Stlouielou: bloddy mary's here....cheer's Cat: I played them on the radio in Japan and tried to get them to go there and do a show. lily: have not heard this ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" Diamond_Dave: I heard the news today, oh boy! Junguy: yoko ''Bob'': One of the worst puns in the entire oeuvre... and that's saying something! ''Bob'': And by "worst" I mean best. Mr. Bark Bark: Do all Nick Danger fight sequences sound alike? lily: I wish I had heard this before I went to japan Junguy: It's on Not Insane Diamond_Dave: ...or Anything You Want To. Junguy: Papoon for President! Cat: i think this is the strangest cut on Box of Danger, and that's saying a lot Bambi: hey lily, Bob, Merlyn, Rufus, bightre, Mudhead, Porgy and everyone else Stlouielou: I think i'm gonna have to save for this box set Stlouielou: Ola Bambi Porgy: Hey, Bambi... Bambi: yes, it is great Louie Cat: you have duke of madness, st.louie? ''Bob'': Heya, Bambi.
Bambi :-) ||||||||| It's 7:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| buster - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| DadSir2U - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Merlyn - dead from jaundice ||||||||| fleacoller - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Bambi waves! Stlouielou: no I don't Cat...but i have heard a great deal of it here Rufus_T_Firetween: A really cool 4 CD boxed set with a booklet Cat: jaundice must be going around Cat: 80 hour of Firesign radio gold. Notnerb: lol Bambi: jaundice ... even the diseases are a bit under the weather... Stlouielou: it's friday a lot of folks going out I reckon Junguy: all the rage Mr. Bark Bark: Oops, got to go. RIP, Mr. Austin Rufus_T_Firetween: The entire Box Of Danger is is around 4 hours 15 minutes Rufus_T_Firetween: Duke Of Madness is something like 3 _days_ 8 hours Stlouielou: loving it Bambi: see ya Mr Bark Bark... Cat: this sounds a lot like the Daily Feed show Austin did Bambi: Nick being gone is almost as bad as Phil being gone.... how is that possible LOL Cat:Tween, did you ever interview Austin on your show? Rufus_T_Firetween: This is "School For Actors (live)" Rufus_T_Firetween: I did not, Cat Cat: Alas Rufus_T_Firetween: and it's a darn shame Bambi: Bambi: 7:07 Anytown, USA Bambi: gotta love that Rufus_T_Firetween: it wasn't for lack of invitations :/ Junguy: theres enough Austin bits that you could edit up a fantasy interview Rufus_T_Firetween: perhaps Phil simply wasn't feeling up to it Cat: might well be the case. Rufus_T_Firetween: If you could make one Junguy, I'll play it :) Porgy: I've gotta go - see you all on the Funway. RIP, Phil. Cat: porge ||||||||| Catherwood says "7:48 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Porgy by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Rufus_T_Firetween: see you Thursday Porgy Junguy: I can but it would take me awhile and I'd have to tell you what your questions are ''Bob'': See ya Progy Stlouielou: at $45 this is gonna be on my buket list for sure Rufus_T_Firetween: If you want to design it and send me the clips, I'll put it together Bambi: see ya later Porgy Junguy:Tween how can I contact you? Notnerb: The it-ness of it Rufus_T_Firetween: see private Junguy lily: i hear ||||||||| It's 7:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Mr. Bark Bark - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Bightrethighrehighre - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Diamond_Dave - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ''Bob'': They're dropping like flues. Cat: goat's head pipe tobacco: proctor was a friend of one of jagger's girl friends, and was in the studio when the STones were recording Goat's Head Soup Rufus_T_Firetween: wow Cat: from which comes my favourite stones tune, 100 Years Ago. lily: wow Stlouielou: great one Cat Junguy: Yes GHS is a good album Cat: we'll be reated to tons of great proc-tales when he finishes writing his autobi ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Rufus_T_Firetween: feels like it, doesn't it Cat? Cat: treated Stlouielou: Mr, D silver train...etc...you betcha Rufus_T_Firetween: 100 years ;) Cat: i think listening to firesign is great training for your brain to recall and make those kind of connections ||||||||| 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!" Rufus_T_Firetween: could be, Cat Cat: bergman was very much into autobio mode the year or 2 before his death. Cat: i wonder if austin was as well. Rufus_T_Firetween: from the interview with Taylor last evening, I'd say there's a treasure trove of Firesign material still out there Junguy: I was there before that happened but they still got me anyway Rufus_T_Firetween: *still out there Junguy: that was supposed to be for tweeny Cat: you were where before what happened? Junguy: Ytube before Google snagged it Cat: i can see austin propping his dogs up on his desk Cat: all 6 of them ||||||||| 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 Serendiphany disembarks at 8:06 PM. lily: lol Junguy: Catherwood hand me a cigar ||||||||| Catherwood hands Junguy a cigar. ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:06 PM, dragging toadaway by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" Rufus_T_Firetween: I was complaining that you have to have a Google account to register with YouTube Cat: hi sere Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi toad Cat: toad Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Seren toadaway: helloooooooo Cat: this sounds a bit odd ''Bob'': Hi, Toad. Welcome to the wake. Have a piece of pie. ||||||||| It's 8:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Richard - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... toadaway: don't mind if i do Cat: have a 1/3.14th of a pie toadaway: pi? toadaway: i can't get my head around it Junguy: Pi thy ||||||||| Catherwood escorts hardboiled into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:11 PM, then departs. toadaway: where's my helmet Cat: hard Cat: new crew coming in ||||||||| hardboiled leaves at 8:11 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..." Cat: they come, they go Bambi: ok will be back later ... staying here but will be away a bit Rufus_T_Firetween: later gator Cat: later, bambi Rufus_T_Firetween: we're here all evening :) Cat: but in diffrerent time zones Rufus_T_Firetween: This collection will run until 11:15 Eastern, if anybody wants to stick around that long ;) lily: who better to be with tweeny Cat: i gather all of you are in the states, not that in matters online. toadaway: that's longer than anybody's been gone before Cat: have you seen anything about austin's death in any US media? lily: nino will tell ya cat Cat: i remember bergman's death was well covered. Junguy: 10:15 ct - re media no not yet toadaway: i will be getting the seattle paper tomorrow ||||||||| Outside, the 8:16 PM uptown bus from North Carolina pulls away, leaving froopyscot coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. ''Bob'': Not in any major media yet. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi scot Cat: scot froopyscot: evening, all Cat: news is still new toadaway: all the time ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Junguy: Get smart Cat: No, the Don Knotts wake is elsewhere. Cat: Don Adams, not KNotts. Rufus_T_Firetween: This is "Frame Me Pretty" toadaway: At the Adams family home then. Cat: The Firesign did a terrible move with him. Rufus_T_Firetween: Addams Family Values is ROFL funny lily: adams part of the rat pack toadaway: edie adams? lily: west? ||||||||| It's 8:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Stlouielou - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Serendiphany - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: wasnt there a gum a long time ago called Adam's Gum? toadaway: was it apple flavored? Cat: just googled him. inventor of modern chewing gum ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:26 PM and late as usual, it's Johnny Piano, just back from Hellmouth." Cat: Hi Johnny Rufus_T_Firetween: Hey JP, long time no see :) ||||||||| 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!" Johnny Piano: Hi Cat ||||||||| Catherwood leads TimmMcCoy inside, makes a note of the time (8:27 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Johnny Piano: Hi Tween Rufus_T_Firetween: wb Timm Johnny Piano: I couldn't NOT be here TimmMcCoy: Took somw crying time. Cat: Hi Timm. Cat: it's infinitely depressing but phil would want us to laugh. ||||||||| Outside, the 8:30 PM bus from Flemington pulls away, leaving Neil coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Rufus_T_Firetween: indeed :) lily: where would we be without laughter Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Neil Cat: Oona certainly would. ||||||||| 8:32 PM: Lennonmarx jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" lily: echos Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Lennon ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rogrr close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:32 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Rogrr Lennonmarx: Mortality sucks Rufus_T_Firetween: sure does :/ Cat: true, lennon TimmMcCoy: When Im out in LA next moth with Phil P. I'd like to meet DJ. ||||||||| Merlyn bounds in at 8:33 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Neil: Hey Rufus, heard the news and am heartbroken, but here to celebrate all the good times Rogrr: Hey Rufus! Johnny Piano: Sorry, I got distracted by a phone call... Cat: but how many can claim to have created work as immortal as Firesigns? Cat: Tim, are you working with Phil on his autobiography? your name sounds familiar Johnny Piano: I do believe Mr. Timm was instrumental in helping catch the perps that ripped off the Proctor archive. ||||||||| 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 Johan Amadeus Myjetski falls out at 8:35 PM. TimmMcCoy: I'm the guy who busted the perp on the internet. Phil is buying me donner as a reward. Cat: yes, Taylor told us about that on his interview on chat last night TimmMcCoy: dinner ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies jahgust inside, makes a note of the time (8:36 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Cat: a downer would work too Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Well done timm! Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Merl, Johan, jahgust ''Bob'': I missed last night's show and hadn't heard the news. That's awesome! Cat: red beans and reds jahgust: Hey all. Finally out of work Howz everyone doing? Johnny Piano: Sadly not all yet recovered... TimmMcCoy: Thank you all. Gonna be in LA on the 16/17 Cat: as sad as you'd imagine, jah Johnny Piano: Take that as you will Rufus_T_Firetween: Reminds me, I need to post the announcements of the link to last night's show archive Rufus_T_Firetween:www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow - a separate link to just the interview there as well Johnny Piano: And, yeah, Tweeny, I do have Apocalypse Papers and a set of Toilers... ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! Johnny Piano: Probably most of the Young Tom Edison Club mailers too... ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Slijer into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:39 PM, then departs. Rufus_T_Firetween: you definitely need to get in touch with Taylor, JP Rufus_T_Firetween: wb Slijer ||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bambi - dead from the yaws ||||||||| froopyscot - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Johnny Piano: If I can be of service for the archive, by all means Cat: indeed, jp. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: How is it that I can feel the loss of someone I've never met, yet someone who gave me so much laughter ? lily: with FST its never TMI Notnerb: Johan you nailed it Cat: That's what loss is, johan. Notnerb: Sometimes a thing is defined by its absence Cat: True Lennonmarx: Trying to stop getting bounced. Deflating shoes.... Lennonmarx: I was thinking about my old friends who would run FT lines with me all night long...and two of them are gone now too. Friggin' mortality. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Wishing mr. Austin best wishes in his new adventures! Rufus_T_Firetween: Phil's Firesign page - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?member=Austin Lennonmarx: Welcome to side five.... Rufus_T_Firetween: Phil's page at Wiki- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phil_Austin Junguy: Bath, Towel, Border Johnny Piano: Taylor's report last night regarding the DVD set was good to hear. Definitely looking forward to it. TimmMcCoy: Love Box of Dengar! Junguy: Anyone knows who's doing Lorre? Johnny Piano: Proc TimmMcCoy: Peoctor Rufus_T_Firetween: Yeah JP, sounds like a great collection TimmMcCoy: Philo T Proctor TimmMcCoy: inventor of the tv scent Johnny Piano: Especially tickled at the thought of the synchronized audio with the Dear Friends home movie footage ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! toadaway: i'm leaving....... ||||||||| 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." toadaway: i'm leaving...... Junguy: It's funny, for years I only knew these guys by audio, but could somehow tell for the most part whose voice belonged to a character Notnerb: Bye Toad toadaway: (i left) Johnny Piano: Lt. Bradshaw's Secret Identity Roster was a good place to start learning how to recognize the voices TimmMcCoy: My fave of all the videos i own is JMen Forever. Have it on dvd with Commando Cody Junguy: Catherwood, hand toadaway a martini ||||||||| Catherwood hands toadaway a martini. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is: "The Case Of The Missing General" jahgust: Firesign has been taking alot of lumps lately. The universe needs to cool it. Junguy: "my feet are on fire" jahgust: Was this on the Nixk box? Has it been that long since I have listened to it? jahgust: Nick Box! ||||||||| It's 8:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Slijer - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Rufus_T_Firetween: I'm streaming the entire Box Of Danger this evening, yes ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:55 PM and DrDog bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. Johnny Piano: Wholesome... lily: thanks tweeny Rufus_T_Firetween: yw lily :) Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Dog DrDog: hey Johnny Piano: Woof Rufus_T_Firetween: over two hours left, if people want it jahgust: Heck yes. ||||||||| DrDog says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, DrDog exits at 8:57 PM. lily: what better tribute than to know he left us with laughs to live by Rufus_T_Firetween: indeed lily ''Bob'': Amen, lily. ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:58 PM, dragging Nabby by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?" Junguy: General Nodoze, lol a Dozier ref? Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Nabby ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" jahgust: Yes Lily. I'd like to think that Phil and Peter are looking down from whatever cosmic plane they exist in and are laughing along with us. Nabby: Hey Rufus Rufus_T_Firetween: nice thought, jahgust ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 9 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Cat: indeed, joe Cat: Beverly Hicks Johnny Piano: The upcoming farce known as the 2016 election sadly must do without both Peter & Phil's commentary…probably moreso from the former, but think of what may have been. jahgust: It tempers the idea that we have lost him. It's a dodge I know but I can't a ford not to! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is: "Nick Danger Meets E.T." Cat: bergman would have loved to pontificate. i'm sure austin would have said clever things jahgust: I kinda want to play the Nick Danger flash game again up on the Funway! Johnny Piano: I expect a lot of Dangeresque hangover symptoms from this gaggle of goons. Notnerb: JP - I'm working on it Johnny Piano: Three fingers, please. ||||||||| 9:06 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Junguy: Hilarious!!!! Johnny Piano: Hi Bambi Rufus_T_Firetween: wb Bambi ||||||||| 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!" Bambi: LOL, gotta love Merlyn and this chat ...lifts one's spirits ... good for a time like this Bambi: thanks guys! Cat: indeed, bambi Nabby: Hi Bambi jahgust: That's right Nabby! It was helpful when Peter passed as well.
Bambi : jumps out and says Nick Danger ... Third Eye Rufus_T_Firetween: LOL Bambi
Bambi :-) Bambi: so many good and talented people passing away ... Bambi: no fun ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from measles ||||||||| Lennonmarx - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| TimmMcCoy - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| toadaway - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Nabby: All things are changing; nothing dies. (Ovid) Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is: "The Three Faces Of Al" Cat: cleavland indians. with bergman and now austin gone, there aren't any sports fans among the surviving firesigns Johnny Piano: Unfortunately a part of growing older... Cat: bergman grew up rooting for the indians. Bambi: That's true Nabby ... it's only the beginning ||||||||| At 9:10 PM, Rogrr vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! Bambi: until we meet again is what I said when my Dad passed away in 2005 and again when ah,clem passed away on Dec 3rd Nabby: *sigh* indeed Cat: a useful belief, bambi jahgust: Indeed Bambi. Johnny Piano: I was so sorry to hear about ahclem, Bambi. I trust you're doing OK. lily: catherwood habd nabby a joke ||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to lily and inquires "Something I can help with?" Nabby: Ya Bambi: not sure if anyone saw the blogs about them: http://www.JimRadcliffe.com for ah,clem Bambi: for my Dad:https://bambismusings.wordpress.com/daddy-loving-memory/ Bambi: and for Klok:https://bambismusings.wordpress.com/klok-brian/ Cat: thanks for the links, bambi Bambi: yw ... not easy to love those you love Nabby: very sweet Bambi: thanks Nabby Bambi: Catherwood, please give everyone 'your' favorite drink and some homemade salsa and chips (if they like them) ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone 'your' favorite drink and some homemade salsa and chips (if they like them). Bambi: thank you Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..." Notnerb: TY! Junguy: thanks Bambi Rufus_T_Firetween: yum yum! Cat: problems, tween? Bambi: Catherwood, please pour me a toasted almond ||||||||| Catherwood hands Bambi a toasted almond. Bambi: yw :-) Cat: Sangria for me. Johnny Piano: I'll take a Sweet Baby Jesus. Nabby: catherwood be nice to lily ||||||||| Catherwood says "I can't be nice to lily" ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! Rufus_T_Firetween: just a sec, Cat Bambi: Catherwood please pour Cat a Sangria ||||||||| Catherwood hands cat a sangria. Bambi: Johnny Piano great to see ya lily: catherwood blow a kiss to nabby ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside lily and mumbles "Someone mention my name?" Rufus_T_Firetween: surfing the edge of the processor's capability, but sounds ok here, Cat Cat: My wife recently returned from Spain. It's their national drink Bambi: Catherwood please pour Johnny Piano a Sweet Baby Jesus ||||||||| Catherwood brings johnny piano a sweet baby jesus. Rufus_T_Firetween: ok just hear a pause Cat: an occasional dropped audio. Nabby: catherwood kiss me you fool ||||||||| Catherwood kisses Nabby you fool Cat: lol Bambi: no dropped audio on the 16K stream Rufus_T_Firetween: sounds ok now Nabby: not bad Bambi: Catherwood please pour Nabby a kiss ||||||||| Catherwood brings nabby a kiss. Johnny Piano: Thank you Catherwood (and Bambi) ||||||||| Catherwood ignores Johnny Piano lily: catherwood champagne for all ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to lily and mumbles "My ears are burning..." Johnny Piano: Naturally... Nabby: clone catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood snubs Nabby Bambi: yw JP Nabby: delete catherwood nooooooo ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Nabby and inquires "Did you want something?" Merlyn: catherwood, get some champagne for all ||||||||| Catherwood gets some champagne for all. lily: cellophane fire Bambi: nice Merlyn thanks! lily: thanks merl Nabby: I'll have a glass of bubbly cellophane pls Johnny Piano: Magnum of orange widow? Rufus_T_Firetween: closed some browser windows, should help Bambi: nice to see you all ... even if under such circumstances Cat: aren't you responsible for catherwood, merl? ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to Cat and says "Stop typing gibberish, Cat!" lily: a toast to being toasted jahgust: Thanks Merl! Glad I can still drink in the virtual world! Johnny Piano: Pour a stem cell Rufus_T_Firetween: yeah, I think that's got it ||||||||| 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." Bambi: yep, virtual drinks ... and no extra calories lol ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Fingers', just granted probation at 9:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Nabby: tickles my virtual beezer Junguy: Catherwood, Give Johnny Piano a Stem Cell Delight ||||||||| Catherwood gets johnny piano a stem cell delight. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Fingers jahgust: Or crazy drunnken emotional episodes! Fingers: Hold on, just going to pour myself a blue moss... Nabby: Hey Fingers Johnny Piano: Good thing about virtual drinking - you need not worry about mixing beer and liquor. Notnerb: Catherwood pour Fingers a blue moss ||||||||| Catherwood hands fingers a blue moss. Nabby: Deelish Bambi: there ya go ;_0 good one Notnerb ''Bob'': wow. fitting. jahgust: Indeed! I can have as many boilermakers as I can eat! Fingers: Hey, there's a bunch of crows in here! Bambi: now that I have had my toasted almond Johnny Piano: Ride the snake!
Nabby looks forward to the moss harvest this year. Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a shaved blue raspberry italian ice ||||||||| Catherwood hands Bambi a shaved blue raspberry italian ice. Nabby: Bambi fantastic Bambi: thank you Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're very welcome!" Johnny Piano: Reminds me of a wine I got recently in Cumberland... Bambi: good stuff eh Nabby? you want one too? Fingers: Not sure I trust Catherwood. What have you done with Nancy? ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Fingers Nabby: Oh my yes jahgust: Catherwood can you fix me a Boilermaker, hold the coal ash! ||||||||| Catherwood gives jahgust a boilermaker hold the coal ash. Johnny Piano: That's a sore spot with Catherwood, ya know... ||||||||| Catherwood snubs Johnny Piano Bambi: Catherwood please pour Nabby a shaved Blue Raspberry Italian Ice ||||||||| Catherwood gets nabby a shaved blue raspberry italian ice. jahgust: You are a Peach Catherwood! ||||||||| Catherwood walks over to jahgust and asks "Would you like something?" Cat: There used to be a wonderful apple cidre here in british columbia. then they changed the formula, now it's too sweet. but back when it was my daily beverage, i was talking to austin on the phone one evening when we were working on my plays and he said, "sounds like the cidre talking." jahgust: All set old boy! Cheers! Nabby: Thank you Bambi *slurp* Nabby: Thank you catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're welcome." Bambi: Catherwood please pour me a Peach Iced Tea to drink too ||||||||| Catherwood gives Bambi a peach iced tea to drink too.
Rufus_T_Firetween just had a thought (sorry) - How many people think it might be a good idea to move the chat to Friday nights, so people aren't looking forward to a work day the next day? Bambi: yw Nabby
Nabby has a soft spot. For Catherwood. ||||||||| Catherwood rushes up to Nabby and says "Would you like something?" Johnny Piano: I…see... Rufus_T_Firetween: Please give it some though Bambi: Thursday is already grooved in ;-) Notnerb: Friday is an easier night - no alarm lurking for me... jahgust: Fridays huh? Well I know I could make it more frequently for sure and indeed no needs to get up early most Saturdays! ''Bob'': What a metaphor... Bambi: but it's up to you all lol Rufus_T_Firetween: Yes, I know it's been Thursday nice forever Rufus_T_Firetween: just an idea Rufus_T_Firetween: *since forever jahgust: Change is hard Bambi! ;) ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Fingers: Hobo jungle, it's been a while since I heard this Cat: any night is good for me, tween. Rufus_T_Firetween: k ||||||||| 9:31 PM: Johan Amadeus Myjetski jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Rufus_T_Firetween: just an idea to throw around Rufus_T_Firetween: wb Johan lily: me two but after 7 est Nabby: even when it isn't thursday, it's GOING to be thursday Nabby: Hi Johan Johnny Piano: Now that I'm essentially retired, whenever is good. jahgust: I would certainlly be cool with it. Just make sure to tell Catherwood to change his hours! Catherwood can you work Friday nights instead of Thursday nights? ||||||||| Catherwood brings sure to tell to change his hours can you work friday nights instead of thursday nights. Bambi: just let me know when it happens and I will try to make it when I can Nabby: it's always going to be thursday Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Just here for a moment, Nabs, thanks! Junguy: Austin with the coolest voice... Cat: i've been here since chat one, and i really don't remember if it was always on thursdays. Johnny Piano: Damn butlers' union. lily: how easy is it to change tweeny? jahgust: Wow Catherwood how absurdly avant Garde of you! ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside jahgust and inquires "Would you like something?" Nabby: thumbs up Johan
Bambi :-) LOL jahgust: Take your hands off me...take yer hands off me Caterwood, No offense! Nabby: The Man Who Was Thursday http://www.digital-eel.com/blog/library/The_Man_Who_Was_Thursday.htm Rufus_T_Firetween: lily: how easy is it to change tweeny? << pretty sure it's up to us Rufus_T_Firetween: Would have to consult Merlyn and see if it's a good time for him also, of course Rufus_T_Firetween: he may something else going on on Friday evenings Bambi: that would be wise lol Rufus_T_Firetween: just seems a more natural day for a 'party show' ;) Nabby: catchy Fingers: Rococo Bubble-O Opium Gum! lily: eyes see Junguy: Wow Nabby good link future explore Rufus_T_Firetween: *may have Johnny Piano: Don't know if anyone else has seen his FB posts, but Mike Keneally is dedicating his performance tonight at the Baked Potato to PA. Love it. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Where's my pickle? jahgust: It's easy to forget how good Three Faces Of Al is. Grammy worthy indeed! Nabby: Cool Jung http://www.digital-eel.com/blog/library.htm jahgust: Keneally? How awesome is that! I wonder how many other luminaries will mention him. Nabby: Cool JP Johnny Piano: Keneally is a very nice guy - met him at a show a few years ago. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Inconsolably yours, g'nite all! ''Bob'': Time for me to again "walk by night" and go get my doctor-recommended dose of daily exercise... Bambi: its all really good; but my favorite character has always been Nicky! ''Bob'': Thanks, Tweeny, and everyone else for hanging out and sharing memories of Phil. Nabby: Hey Bob Rufus_T_Firetween: Ginger Baker, "Man And His Cymbals" Johnny Piano: 'Nite, Bob Bambi: you too Bob Bambi: gonna go eat dinner soon ... but will be back jahgust: Night Bob. Rufus_T_Firetween: be well, Bob ||||||||| 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!" Rufus_T_Firetween: later, Bambi ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Neil - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Nabby: righto Bambi Cat: eat well, bambi Johnny Piano: A lot more commercialism since I was last 'round these parts. jahgust: Ohh what's fer dinner?! Notnerb: G'night Bamini Notnerb: Bamibi Nabby: Mother of Cod Notnerb: oh Hell - forget it. Cat: too many ads for firestuff, jp? jahgust: he shot herself! One of my favorite Firesign lines and one of the best album enders ever! ||||||||| 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!" Johnny Piano: Oh, no, Cat - just different (for me). Nabby: Damn fine try notnerb Nabby: ja jah Junguy:https://philaustinblogofunknown.wordpress.com Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is: "Back from The Shadows" Junguy: again? lily: dip stick Bambi:http://www.epictimes.com/2015/06/comedian-phil-austin-of-firesign-theater-dead-at-74/ Nabby: Thanks Jung & Bambi Nabby: dip shtick Cat: I just discovered the memorial page up at firesigntheatrelegacy.com Nabby:https://philaustinblogofunknown.wordpress.com/short-stuff/the-imaginary-dog-awards/ jahgust: Seriously what comedy troupe has people reciting the lines live? Bambi: I remember reading that posting back in 2010 jahgust: Cat. The one for Peter? Junguy: jahgust, Exactly! Cat: firesigntheatrelegacy.com/philaustin/index.html Junguy: noyes Junguy:https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/philaustin/index.html Bambi:http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0042494/ Cat: i'll have to think for awhile before i add something. ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1941-2015 **** BOX OF DANGER now being streamed 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Box Of Danger – The Complete Nick Danger Casebook - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod Phil Proctor Memorial page at - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/philaustin/index.html' DJTweeny: pffttttt lol ||||||||| New notice: '**** RIP PHIL AUSTIN 1941-2015 **** BOX OF DANGER now being streamed 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u - 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u Box Of Danger – The Complete Nick Danger Casebook - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod Phil Austin Memorial page at - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/philaustin/index.html' DJTweeny: yes, I've had a few Lone Stars, which I normally don't do during gigs ;) Cat: is this a gig? DJTweeny: Thankfully, Mr. Proctor is still with us :) Notnerb: Bless you tweeny - Lone Stars are called for,... Cat: and herr ossman. Johnny Piano: You ought to try Not Your Father's Root Beer. Yum. Cat: sounds good and i haven't had a root beer in maybe 50 years lily: so and so ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Rufus_T_Firetween: Good as Barq's, JP? Junguy: Phil Proctor Memorial page at http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=63641047Tweeny, google has it all Johnny Piano: It's a beer that tastes like root beer. Frighteningly tasty. Cat: san fernandino valley= san fernando and san bernadino valleys combined in firesign la Johnny Piano: Small Town Brewery. Look 'em up. Cat: i had an english beer not long ago that tasted like banana bread. amazing. ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Rufus_T_Firetween: I try to be professional with the FST Chats Cat, yes Junguy: how do I get more than 10 comments t show? Rufus_T_Firetween: Choose Configure from the pop-up menu, Junguy jahgust: Oh too funny as I am drinking a Virgils root beer as well! Johnny Piano: The aforementioned Sweet Baby Jesus is a brew from Maryland that tastes like Reese's peanut butter cups. Rufus_T_Firetween: You can choose the number of lines of TEXT Cat: where is this fabled pop up menu? ||||||||| Catherwood enters with the fool on the hill close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:57 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom. Merlyn: it doesn't pop up cat, it replaces the "Msgs" part Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi FOTH Merlyn: pull down the "send to all" menu the fool on the hill: hi all. sad news :( ||||||||| 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!" Notnerb: INDEED FOOL. Notnerb: oops. jahgust: Indeed fool...glad to be up here. Notnerb: Indeed ||||||||| 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!" the fool on the hill: the Firesigns are neck and neck with The Beatles, now ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Junguy: not to beat a live horse: Philip Proctor (1750 - 1841) ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Tex', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... lily: right arm ||||||||| Catherwood leads doctecazoid into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 10:01 PM, then departs. Johnny Piano: Except McCartney's already been dead once... Cat: lol johnny ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Cat: wow. hey doc! the fool on the hill: well, there's that Cat: glad you could make it here tonight. Nabby: good to see you all, lily, Cat, Tween, Bambi, Rufus, jah, Jung, JP, Merl & all -- a toast to Phil before I go (dry, buttered or with jam) Johnny Piano: Saw Sir Paul last year in Greensboro - still amazing. ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Tex, Doc Nabby: Take care lily: cheers jahgust: Heading out Nabby? Johnny Piano: 'Nite Nab doctecazoid: good evening. just got back from dinner w/lili, she is going to canada tomorrow for the week, for granddaughter's high school graduation Cat: good for granddaughter doctecazoid: such a bummer of a day Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is: "Shack Out On The Alien Highway" ||||||||| Junguy rushes off, saying "10:03 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Cat: deep into the blackhole of bummerness Johnny Piano: Friggin' cancer... the fool on the hill: Damn you, Firefox for moving status messages from the statusbar to the content region. They're appearing on top of my typing. Annoying! jahgust: You got that right Doc... Merlyn: From XM radio ||||||||| Junguy enters at 10:04 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Haberdashery Barn. jahgust: Indeed Merl! I love those shows! Cat: Fumiyo spending a lot of time with the grandkids since she returned. Junguy: Catherwood, give me back my goat. ||||||||| Catherwood gives Junguy back my goat. Cat: taylor said he wanted to release the xm shows as pay per hear ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" Cat: i guess you know all about that doctecazoid: i'm going to be playing tales of the old defective this weekend Johnny Piano: Getting cold in there, Junguy? lily: catherwood thats zygote ||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear lily Cat: good choice, doc. particularly the last one. very eloquent about death. Cat: it's as if phil was preparing us for this day. doctecazoid: yep Rufus_T_Firetween: lol doctecazoid: i'll have to break away just before 11, doing another software deployment for farmers insurance tonight Rufus_T_Firetween: oops, I wasn't laughing at your comment Cat jahgust: Yeh Cat! Merl videotaped them as well if am not inncorrect Merl? I would love to see those videos with the nicely synched audio. I would pay for that! Rufus_T_Firetween: that was meant for a private msg doctecazoid: fixes for problems introduced in last weekend's deployment doctecazoid: sigh Cat: austin's eulogy for tiny dr. tim comes to mind as well. Junguy: Catherwood give me back his zygote ||||||||| Catherwood gives Junguy back his zygote. Cat: at least you're employed, doc. jahgust: That eulogy still chokes me up when I hear it. doctecazoid: it's an exceptionally eloquent eulogy Cat: my point being, austin was trying out eulogies for himself. Cat: bergman did that a lot on his last years of podcasting. jahgust: I guess that is one way to take a modicum of control over ones death. ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bambi - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Junguy: oh poor Bambi Notnerb: What a way to go lily: not prepared the nile Cat: particularly since neither austin nor bergman told anyone about their oncoming deaths Johnny Piano: Out, demons, out! Rufus_T_Firetween: Bambi should have bought "The DevilMaster!!" Rufus_T_Firetween: Yeah, PhilP mentioned that he was having a bad time with a double hernia, but never hinted it was life-threatening lily: lites sage jahgust: I know right Cat? I can only imagine how David and Phil are feeling now with another blindside. Or maybe they knew? Johnny Piano: Folks, I must run - my Cupcake frappucino is coming. Bless that old detective. ||||||||| Outside, the 10:13 PM uptown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Philbert coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Rufus_T_Firetween: Sounded like PhilP knew PhilA was in bad shape, but I think he would have said something if he knew it was this bad ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:13 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Johnny Piano by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door Cat: that's right, tween. ||||||||| 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!" Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Philbert jahgust: Night Johnny. Cat: enjoy it, jp doctecazoid: thank grid we have the recordings, and the words (https://philaustinblogofunknown.wordpress.com/) Cat: indeed, doc jahgust: Didn't he mention it when he was on the chat a couple of weeks back that Phil A. was dealing with some kind of hernia issue? Did I dream that? ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Rufus_T_Firetween: Philbert, Nino says you're from Olney, MD. I grew up in Bowie :) Cat: my blue jays were up 5-0 and barely held on to win 5-4. station changed game to vin scully calling dodoger giant game. Cat: vin scully like firesigns in the soothing yet educating matnetism of his voice doctecazoid: an all time favorite - https://philaustinblogofunknown.wordpress.com/2003/02/09/surrealism-of-the-insane/ ||||||||| "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!" doctecazoid: i can hear his voice as i read it Rufus_T_Firetween: jahgust: Didn't he mention it when he was on the chat a couple of weeks back that Phil A. was dealing with some kind of hernia issue? Did I dream that? << yes, recovering from a double hernia Rufus_T_Firetween: PhilP said Rufus_T_Firetween: but no mention that it was life-threatening ||||||||| Outside, the 10:18 PM uptown bus from Memphis pulls away, leaving Johan Amadeus Myjetski coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. jahgust: Right. Ugh. Knowing now what he was going through makes me sad. Cat: i think he got a lot of assistance from oona and dogs. Rufus_T_Firetween: hope it was a good ending with his friends around doctecazoid: i'm sure of that cat ||||||||| Catherwood enters with DadSir2U close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 10:21 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom. Cat: bergman's daughter said pete died while being bathed by 4 women, what she called a perfect death. ||||||||| Outside, the 10:21 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. jahgust: Oh I am sure that Oona was in charge for sure. I hope she know we are all thinking about her on this very difficult day. Elayne: Evenin', all. Cat: indeed, joe Cat: hi el Junguy: hi elayne Cat: did you meet oona, el? Elayne: Good to see you here, DocTec. Elayne: Yes Cat, when they came to NY. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi E! lily: hi e Elayne: Met the dogs too, the ones traveling with them in the van at the time. ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" jahgust: Cat, Is that true about Bergman? if so that makes me happy and touched in a huge way! Uncel Pete leaves in real style for sure! Elayne: {{{hugs}}}, Lily. And everyone else. doctecazoid: i feel for oona, she and phil were inseparable, as one of phil's blog posts attests to: https://philaustinblogofunknown.wordpress.com/2009/04/10/about-oona/ jahgust: Hey El! Merlyn: Yeah, Phil and Oona were together forever. lily: hugs e and thanks for all you do Elayne: Hey Jah Cat: well, after anna lee doctecazoid: does she count? Elayne: That's my only PA story, how he wouldn't get on a plane so if he and Oona had to travel, everyone including the pups got loaded into the van. ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Philbert - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Nabby - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Tex - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: the first phone conversation i ever had with austin, when i asked him about pete, he wailed "pete stole my wife" Elayne: I never met Anna Lee, way before my time. doctecazoid: it was a different and heady time Cat: yes el, austin told me that too. no travelling without oona and dogs Elayne: Do you think they're arguing about that in the Next World, Cat? doctecazoid: lots of boundaries being crossed, personally and socially Cat: that would make sense, el. ||||||||| omi enters at 10:26 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi omi ||||||||| Catherwood leads anassau into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:26 PM, then departs. Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi anassau anassau: Hi. Cat: greetings, vowels jahgust: Ha! They must be laughing heartily abou that particular episode! doctecazoid: jag: i hope they are Cat: the last joke anassau: I just want say FST got me though my adolesce RIP Mr. Austin! doctecazoid: anassau i'm with you on that one Cat: he did that for a lot of folks, ana Notnerb: ditto Rufus_T_Firetween: He will be sorely missed jahgust: They are still doing that for me and I am only 50. Notnerb: Still getting me through my sixtyessence doctecazoid: sixtyessence - good name for a band Junguy: FST truly theatre of the mind there will never be an equal Rufus_T_Firetween: They helped make the Counter-Culture Cat: well, jung. i'm not sure about that. they want to be replaced. they want people to use what they created as a platform to reach greater height Rufus_T_Firetween: trying to get people beyond corporatism and consumerism Cat: proc talked about that on your interview, tween. Rufus_T_Firetween: yes, was just remembering that Cat: austin on various ocassions. bergman constantly. they want us to replace them, to take what we've given us to reach further. Rufus_T_Firetween: the interviews can be found at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow Cat: like ken kesey's bus Cat: what THEY'VE given us jahgust: The ceiling is so high to take over for them. That being said I would love to be a part of a troupe doing this kind of stuff! Junguy: well maybe I'll be wrongggg lily: check and check lily: here I think you are jah Cat: when i visited them in la in 95, melinda and proc told me i should write radio plays. i wrote 3 short ones. then austin wanted to do my first long play Neal Amid, anassau: As I am off to the dead shows in Chicago in two weeks the bit about jerry Garcia and Phil Lesh meeting in the park as very old men comes mind 😀😀 Cat: so they not only inspired me from their work, they personally inspired me Junguy: I always thought it would be a gas to do this Cat: ana, you know of austin's work with the dead? anassau: No I wasn't aware here worked with them lily: I smell soap jahgust: Wow Lily! I am beyond honoured! Thes guys were my teachers and I love making peoples eyes cross at times, at work! Elayne: Oh, I have another Austin story. The first time I ever heard his voice on a record was years before I would discover Firesign. Cat:http://seemreal.com/ Junguy: especially the editing which is a fave pastime of mine Elayne: He did a voice on a David Cassidy album, "The Higher They Climb..." lily: cool e Cat: he wrote a script for them. Elayne: And I asked him if he had any specific memories of that, as I had been a big Cassidy fan. And alas, he didn't, it was "just another job." jahgust: Nothing like saying to your boss that you just got off of the phone with Wacko like it was something that just happens...and never explain it! ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| who me? - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: it's on one of the austin memorial pages. Cat: a great part, elayne. Cat: somone should post that on the firesign site. Elayne: So I got to ask Phil Austin the one question I'd always wanted to ask him :) lily: dream streamin jahgust: Cat you had a link for your stuff at one point right? You had sent that at one point but i cannot find it in my bookmarks. Elayne: "Say, this is you! You're that 'Da- iddy' guy!" lily: ?e Cat:http://seemreal.com/ Cat:www.seemreal.com Cat: ah, that's it. jahgust: Oh nice thx Cat! lily: thanks cat Junguy: bookmarked thanks Cat Cat: i must thank phil for Neal Amid. it's so good, i want on my tombstone, cat simril ishikawa, author of Neal Amid Cat: and of all the fireguys, he was the least interested in the beat generation. Rufus_T_Firetween: btw Cat, I appended a 17 second Neal Amid commercial to the opening of last night's show ;) Cat: bergman actually knew neal cassady. Elayne: Can we not talk about tombstones, Cat? Elayne: It's a morbid enough day as is. ||||||||| Notnerb rushes off, saying "10:43 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Cat: oh, sorry el. Cat: riffing is not always appropriate. Elayne: I'd like to wish all the rest of us long and happy and healthy lives. Elayne: And my epitaph will be "Mostly She Talked" Cat: let's hope so, el Rufus_T_Firetween: ^5 Elayne :-) Rufus_T_Firetween: lol E lily: as long as there is a laugh or twenty Cat: you have brought a much large community of firesign fans together than would have existed without you, el jahgust: Indeed El. Elayne: Speaking of community, you all know that Tom Gedwillo has all of my INSIDE JOKE issues up at his Chromium Switch site now. Terrible time for a plug but I forgot to mention it last night. Elayne: insidejoke.chromiumswitch.org lily: great stuff e Elayne: Some NY Public Library guy's going to be interviewing me about it, and I'm very anxious about it, as (as Cat well knows) I have no long-term memory. doctecazoid: yes! jahgust: Ha! Sneeznick! doctecazoid: i have long-term parking if it would help Elayne: Cat says I brought together a community and I believe him because he's Cat, but it's not like I remember doing it. :) Cat: great news, el. jahgust: MEMORY!!! Dr. MEMORY!!!! Elayne: My hope is that someday after I retire I'll start "remembering them all"... Elayne: Just so, Jah. Cat: for someone with my neal cassady like consumption of intoxicants, i have a surprisingly good memory. Elayne: One of the best I've ever seen, Cat. Elayne: At least that I can recall. doctecazoid: i'm lucky i can remember where i put my car keys Cat: i like to think listening to all this firesign has re-wired my brain in that direction, el Cat: lol, el Elayne: Oh, you and Lili remember lots of stuff that I don't, Doc. That's why I like getting togetgher with you :) jahgust: Firewired? Elayne: You see, Cat, that's what I'd hoped they did with mine, and yet. doctecazoid: selective memory at best doctecazoid: we fill each other's gaps, as it were Cat: listening to thousands of hours of firesign while making those 22 radio shows and now my collages forces me to recall firesign lines. Elayne: But we all have selected memories, don't we? I just wish I remembered more of those selections. My jukebox has run out of quarters. ||||||||| Bunnyboy steals in around 10:50 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Cat: more lol el. thankfully i have a name it's hard to forget lily: beautiful Cat: hi bun Bunnyboy: A sad day, indeed... Elayne: {{{hugs}}} Bunnyboy. Rufus_T_Firetween: Which reminds me I need to get with you Cat and figure out what you've given me and what I need for some more Cat shows Rufus_T_Firetween: Hey Bunny jahgust: Hey Bun! Cat: you have 3. there are 2 on rotation on firesign radio. there are tons more. doctecazoid: a cultural landslide Rufus_T_Firetween: k doctecazoid: bun! Rufus_T_Firetween: lol doc Cat: i have a bunch of radio interviews with austin. maybe i can patch them together and send them to you for chat next week, tween. lily: cool cat Cat: maybe 2 hours. Rufus_T_Firetween: next week will be an Austin Memorial, of course Cat: wow, they got to say shit on radio. Bunnyboy: Ah, just tuned into the Danger feed in time for the writerless grumping. Rufus_T_Firetween: probably Roller Maidens and whatever else I can throw in jahgust: This is a disaster! Cat: do you have tales of the old detective, tween? Rufus_T_Firetween: yes Cat: the last one, about the death of the old detective, would be Perfect! Rufus_T_Firetween: Taylor provided rcenetly Rufus_T_Firetween: send me an email, would you Cat? Junguy: oops wrong voice ;) Cat: i'll send you the daily feed tapes, if you don't have them alredy. Elayne:Tween, I'd love to hear you do a Skype interview with DocTec, maybe Live from the Pool Hall. :) Bunnyboy: Didja all see Tom Gedwillo's posting of Alan Gross' vid, of the end tag of the 1999 Seattle show? Cat and I were both there. Bunnyboy: And doc! doctecazoid: those are great ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Fingers - dead from the common cold ||||||||| omi - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Elayne: That Seattle show was well attended by a number of chatters. Bunnyboy: And Tiny Dr. Tim (RIP) and Peggy. Rufus_T_Firetween: Elayne: Tween, I'd love to hear you do a Skype interview with DocTec, maybe Live from the Pool Hall. :) << Doc has only to ask :) doctecazoid: dang it - gotta depart and do actual day job work now doctecazoid: good to see you all Cat: Great memories of that. doctecazoid: sad day
Junguy boards an atom bus... doctecazoid: keep the conversation going! Cat: Doc and I wandering around a food court calling out, softly, "tiny dr. tim?" doctecazoid: ttfn ttyl byyyeeeeeee! Elayne: Take care, DocTec. Let me know when you and Lili want to sush a the Palisades. Bunnyboy: nite doc! Keep looking and listening! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is: All Things Firesign: "Lucky Liability" ||||||||| doctecazoid departs at 10:56 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Cat: by doc Junguy: gotta go been funfun and a little sad Elayne: Cat, did you ever talk with Dex? I know you said you were going to call him. jahgust: Indeed Doc! Not long after finding out, i really wanted to get to the chat room. It's a comfort. Later! Elayne: Someone ought to let him know about Phil, if he's still sans computer. Cat: i called yesterday around 730 your time but only got machine so left message. if i dont hear back from him, i'll try the cell. ||||||||| Junguy runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Junguy?! It's 10:57 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" Cat: too late to call now. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** This is All Things Firesign: "Snakehead Symphony (Live) ||||||||| Lennonmarx steals in around 10:58 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Elayne: Cell is always best, Cat. Rufus_T_Firetween: This is the last track from Box Of Danger, about 15 minutes Cat: not having one, i dont think like that, el Elayne: Hello Junguy and Lennonmarx. Bunnyboy: Actually, the last track is solo Austin. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Bunnyboy: On the box set, at least. Rufus_T_Firetween: that's what's on my playlist for the DVD Rufus_T_Firetween: and it's signed by Proc Rufus_T_Firetween: maybe I got an early release lily: tom lily: dangel Elayne: Take care, everyone. See you next Thursday. ||||||||| Elayne departs at 11:02 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" jahgust: Night El. Cat: allthe best, el Bunnyboy: Track 9 is Scaled Down Danger. Rufus_T_Firetween: yes, missing that Rufus_T_Firetween: may have to re-rip the DVD Bunnyboy: Oops, Track 8. Bunnyboy: Skipped along. Rufus_T_Firetween: says there should be 9 tracks lily: bye e and hugs Rufus_T_Firetween: yes, this is 7 of 8 Rufus_T_Firetween: not 9 Rufus_T_Firetween: Well folks, in any event, RIP Phil Proctor Rufus_T_Firetween: lolol Rufus_T_Firetween: again!! Rufus_T_Firetween: Phil Austin Cat: only half nuts? Rufus_T_Firetween: by now, PhilP must think I have a death wish Bunnyboy: I'm looking at my squirrelly iPhone rip. Discs 1 and 4 list as Track 1 through 3, then 1 through 8. Bunnyboy: Discs 2 and 3 have their own "album" listing. jahgust: Wow! Freudian Fireslip? Rufus_T_Firetween: Proctor buddy, nooooooo lol lily: Bunnyboy Cat jahgust Lennonmarx lily Rufus_T_Firetween thank you for letting me join in the best of the best cream of the crop people Tween , cat da best Rufus_T_Firetween: He's going to give me hell when he shows up in Skype again next month lol Cat: thanks lily jahgust: You will never live it down Rufus! Rufus_T_Firetween: Thanks for joining us, all... jahgust: Thx Lilly, Take care tonight! lily: what we do in life echos in eternity Rufus_T_Firetween: As I said, this was an unusual state of DJ ;) jahgust: if that is true Lill, I am in big effing trouble! ;) ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Lennonmarx - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| anassau - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bunnyboy: Scaled Down Danger lists as a 19:36 track, but the last 7 minutes is blank air. Rufus_T_Firetween: hmmmmm Rufus_T_Firetween: a secret bonus track? Rufus_T_Firetween: that didn't get ripped? Rufus_T_Firetween: Will keep it in mind to check out the original disc Rufus_T_Firetween: RIP Phil Austin, our comedy friend and mentor ||||||||| 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." Rufus_T_Firetween: See you all Thursday Cat: that he was, tween Cat: thanks for this, tween. Bunnyboy: Nite, Tween. Thanks! Rufus_T_Firetween: Until last time, again... ||||||||| Around 11:14 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween walks off into the sunset... ||||||||| Cat is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 11:15 PM. jahgust: Thanks again tweeny. We'll clean up here! Catherwood whre is the broom? ||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside jahgust and queries "Would you like something?" Bunnyboy: Since Proctor isn't here to do it.... jahgust: Oh that Procmer!
Bunnyboy sets stool in spotlight, steps offstage. DadSir2U: Thanks Tween DadSir2U: and gnite Bunnyboy: Happy Trails, Mr. President. Bye, all. ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" ||||||||| Bunnyboy rushes off, saying "11:18 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" jahgust: night Bun ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| lily - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Bambi bounds in at 11:29 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Bambi: late dinner here ... very good jahgust: Hey Bambi. I am still here with Catherwood! ||||||||| Catherwood steps over to jahgust and says "Stop typing gibberish, jahgust!" jahgust: He's getting a bit tired I guess. Unusal for him to work two nights in a row, poor devil. ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! ||||||||| DJTweeny leaves to catch the 11:36 PM train to Austin. Bambi: hey jahgust ||||||||| 11:36 PM: Tweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Bambi: think I am gonna go lay down now ... Bambi: hey there's Tween Bambi: thought it was over lol jahgust: I am not far behind for sure. But I am doing other stuff online as well so though I would just fade away naturally. Tweeny: rest well, Dear Friends Tweeny: and remember that Red Back And The Blue Boys will be playing for you next Thursday :) ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Fernando Poo - dead from jaundice ||||||||| DadSir2U - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Merlyn: see you then, tween ||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Bambi - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| 11:56 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" Bambi: hey Merlyn ||||||||| 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!" Bambi: thanks Tween Merlyn: Hey Bambi Bambi: Oona, if you pop by or someone lets you know about the chat here; My thoughts and prayers go out to you during this time. I know a bit of what you may be going through having lost my ah,clem aka JimmyLee on Dec 3, 2014. My heart goes out to you. ~ Bambi Bambi: how are you doing Merl? ||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly.. Merlyn: I'm ok, but I'm checking this chat only intermittently Bambi: same here Bambi: really need to get some sleep now though Merlyn: I think it's pretty much over -- tweeny is doing a memorial show next thursday chat Bambi: see you all next week. will check in here again between now and then Merlyn: ok ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| At 12:02 AM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| "12:02 AM? 12:02 AM!!" says Catherwood, "neksreyb should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as neksreyb enters and sits in front of the fireplace. Bambi: yea, thought it was over; since audio is not running now ... nice that Tweeny will do a memorial next Thursday Bambi: see you all then.... Bambi:http://www.dailykos.com/story/2015/06/20/1394851/-The-Last-Adventure-of-Nick-Danger-RIP-Phil-Austin ||||||||| "12:05 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Bambi, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the brambles. jahgust: shutting down. Gnit Tweeny. RIP Phil. ||||||||| Around 12:12 AM, jahgust walks off into the sunset... ||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| neksreyb - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| "Hey Tweeny!" ... Tweeny turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:32 AM, I don't have to go yet!"... ||||||||| 12:37 AM: Porgie Tirebiter jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Porgie Tirebiter: I'm gonna Climb a tree, cut the soles out of my shoes and learn to play the Flute! ||||||||| AirshipAl enters at 12:42 AM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn. AirshipAl: I'm still in shock. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| AirshipAl - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Porgie Tirebiter - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Johan Amadeus Myjetski', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 1:31 AM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Whaddaya mean we can't talk in here? Oh, you're right, we can't talk in here. ||||||||| It's 1:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "1:59 AM and late as usual, it's Porgie Tirebiter, just back from Hellmouth." ||||||||| Porgie Tirebiter leaves to catch the 1:59 AM train to Texas. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Lil in through the front door at 2:19 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Lil: Just came across the post about Phil Austin. The world feels a little heavier now without him. Lil: 'Night Dear Friend. ||||||||| It's 2:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Lil - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| the fool on the hill is defenestrated just as the clock strikes 2:47 AM. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "3:32 AM and late as usual, it's PattiPoet, just back from Billville." ||||||||| PattiPoet walks away to The Chapel. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 4:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| PattiPoet - dead from measles ||||||||| 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."
