||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night." ||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for July 02, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Senor Delgado in through the front door at 11:13 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| It's 11:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Senor Delgado - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| ''Bob'' sashays in at 8:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| "8:05 PM? 8:05 PM!!" says Catherwood, "DJTweeny should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as DJTweeny enters and sits on the couch. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com **' ||||||||| James enters at 8:07 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger. James: hi folks ||||||||| 8:15 PM: Betty Jo Yackalacky jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Betty Jo Yackalacky: Bring on the dancing girls! in an hour... be back soon ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Rufus_T_Firetween in through the front door at 8:16 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| Rono sashays in at 8:20 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| Frank Acne Jr. sneaks in around 8:20 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." Rono: I hope you're here in 5 hours. I need a snooze before work. It's an honour to be here. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - you can join the streams now (NO AUDIO YET - just a chance for everybody to get connected) at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **' ||||||||| ed7 sashays in at 8:24 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Frank Acne Jr.: Hi James, I see you've been shanghai'ed again ||||||||| It's 8:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... James: that I have Frank Acne Jr.: ahh, there's that plaintive whine of the zeppo tube ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." James: speaking of shanghai'ed, I ordered the reissue of EOBE through laugh.com and it hasn't arrived yet James: Today I ordered a used DVD audio of Boom Dot Bust on amazon Frank Acne Jr.: that's not good Frank Acne Jr.: I meant eobe Frank Acne Jr.: I'm not sure if I have BDB Frank Acne Jr.: EOBE - vinyl! ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing - warm up music (various artists) - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **' DJTweeny: Cool, James ||||||||| At 8:31 PM, James vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! DJTweeny: and good evening, folks :) ||||||||| James enters at 8:32 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex. Frank Acne Jr.: Good evening DJT and everyone Frank Acne Jr.: I was Junguy in a previous incarnation James: I did get to see the graphics of EOBE on both the Philips CD-I Player and the sega genesis CD player add-on DJTweeny: Hey Frank James: Very creative for the time Frank Acne Jr.: when was FST not James: I was late in the game, guys. it was the first i bought Frank Acne Jr.: DJT I now have 290 eps of V&S! James: V&S? Frank Acne Jr.: Vic and Sade James: ok DJTweeny: Sade I know ||||||||| It's 8:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Rono - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Frank Acne Jr.: Fireheads that love OTR need this link https://archive.org/details/oldtimeradio ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:43 PM and AirshipAl waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi Al Betty Jo Yackalacky: So, I'm waiting here in the sitting room and ... where's the audio??? Frank Acne Jr.: Betty Jo, er Nancy click that link up there Betty Jo Yackalacky: Ummm which one senior acne? ||||||||| EWeston enters at 8:49 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger. AirshipAl: Anyone want a grape? ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| "8:50 PM? 8:50 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Captain Equinox should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Captain Equinox enters and sits on the divan. Frank Acne Jr.: 128k http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u for dial up use the other one Betty Jo Yackalacky: I"m on Cable ||||||||| Catherwood leads ''Bob'' inside, makes a note of the time (8:50 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| James leaves at 8:50 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..." ||||||||| James sneaks in around 8:51 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." EWeston: Evinin, nin nin. Tweeney Al, is that our Betty Joe, cpapin, Frank and all the ships at sea DJTweeny: Those link at the top of the page should work, Betty Jo Frank Acne Jr.: Hey ho EW Captain Equinox: HIYA, Kiddos! ||||||||| "8:52 PM? 8:52 PM!!" says Catherwood, "lily should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as lily enters and sits on the couch. ''Bob'': Hey all. I showed up an hour early by mistake and no one way here. I blame the leap second. EWeston: How's that rented costume lily: ''Bob'' AirshipAl Betty Jo Yackalacky Captain Equinox DJTweeny EWeston Frank Acne Jr. James evenin all and tween you rock and sometimes roll DJTweeny: Hi lily ||||||||| Cat enters at 8:52 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Frank Acne Jr.: It's on the floor there EWeston: Lily yow lily: hi tweenie ||||||||| 8:53 PM: squeeze_the_wheeze jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!" Captain Equinox: Hey, Cat! lily: cat how are you? EWeston: Above that layer of corn starch? Cat: Hey Cap DJTweeny: Hi squeeze squeeze_the_wheeze: howdy all lily: hi ewmuck lucks for luck EWeston: Wheeze, cat Frank Acne Jr.: Why yes, next to the mukluks Cat: fellow chatters Frank Acne Jr.: like this tune DJTweeny: Hey Cat lily: cell o fame EWeston: I see a deposit needs attention. It should wash out though Cat: ah, the dead guy Cat: Yes was great. lily: went to see inside out today lily: Black is brilliant Cat: proc's in that, eh? ||||||||| "8:57 PM? 8:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Beet should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Beet enters and sits at the bar. Beet: Evening all. Looking forward to another nice Thursday FST Chat. EWeston: Found a site of short Goon Show clips. Bloodnok.net Cat: i think the best art in the last 20 years has been in animation Cat: hi beet DJTweeny: Hi Beet Beet: Hi Tween EWeston: Beet tomorrows green hydrocarbon, and desert topping ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Tjhiggs inside, makes a note of the time (8:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. DJTweeny: Hi Tj AirshipAl: How are y'all doin'? Beet: Hello Tj Cat: dex (the real one) gave me a cd full of goon shows. i founded them less than funny and hard to follow, but i could certainly see their influcence on firesign as well as beatles Cat: Ah, Mr. Boson Cat: Hey Gross Beet: We Be Cool, Al lily: thanks everybody for posting pic n stuff wonder full EWeston: They should be scrapping me off the ceiling shortly ||||||||| 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!" DJTweeny: lol EW ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 02, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" EWeston: Its more boring than you might think being stuck to the cieling ||||||||| 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: Hey, saw new Sf tv show from england, Humans. Beet: I would like to try it though ''Bob'': Hero *and* hophead! Cat: Reminds me strongly of Blade Runner and the PKD novel it emerged from. Check it out lily: we will throw marsh mellows atch ew Captain Equinox: let's invite over a bunch of immigrants and build CARS! EWeston: Get the double X mastic in the 5 gallon tin a the Home Depot Beet: Catch and eat ||||||||| Nabby sneaks in around 9:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident." AirshipAl: Ben Franklin. My hero! Captain Equinox: and a hophead DJTweeny: Hi Nabby AirshipAl: Lord hemp us! Cat: That's not a hero. That's a sandwich. ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Captain Equinox: haha EWeston: Creative freefall from 10ft ''Bob'': A hero ain't nothin' but a sandwich. ||||||||| Outside, the 9:02 PM bus from Flint pulls away, leaving shoes for the dead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. shoes for the dead: howdy Beet: Hi shoes DJTweeny: Hi shoes Nabby: Cheers Tweeny EWeston: Da Shoes...They speak! shoes for the dead: happy day after Canadia Day Cat!! lily: stop playing with your chicken ||||||||| 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: hi dead Cat: thanks footwearings Frank Acne Jr.: Apropo for a waiting room! EWeston: They'll march him away soon enough, choke. Nabby: Hello out there ''Bob'': HONK HONK! Captain Equinox: honk honk ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" lily: hreeellloo ||||||||| Outside, the 9:04 PM downtown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving pinholeF200 coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing - INTERVIEW WITH ALAN GROSS - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u' EWeston: Hello over here Beet: Happy Independance to all lily: wee Cat: wow. hi al lily: I said wee shoes for the dead: hey Pin EWeston: Biking that day lily: lakehurst pinholeF200: Hi shoes, howdy all bozos and bozoettes EWeston: Watch out for burning zeppilins shoes for the dead: re-enactnent,lily? Frank Acne Jr.: Honk honk Cat: it's a wonderful dub Beet: Would love to see the Susskind appearance lily: Been there done that shoes' Nabby: cool stuff alan shoes for the dead: mebbe on thr vid release, Beet? EWeston: You've seen one burning zeppilin, you've seen them all Beet: Where? lily: yeah Nabby: the DvD PrOjEcT ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:09 PM and Dorothy Dare waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| Catherwood ushers jahgust into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:09 PM, then departs. EWeston: The Seacret Zeppilin Fleet for Nefarious Purposes can be hired for the occasion DJTweeny: Hi Dorothy ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Beet: This sounds great DJTweeny: Hi jahgust lily: ghost to ghost Beet: Yo Jah lily: ty shoes for the dead: hey jah and Dorothy Cat: Yes we are, Nabby: Hey jah Cat: llan ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Tjhiggs - dead from the common cold ||||||||| ed7 - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Betty Jo Yackalacky - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Nabby: Hi Dorothy EWeston: Its been much more sucessful than the burning blimp shtic AirshipAl:https://www.facebook.com/notes/firesign-theater/firesign-video-links/10153050798601275 EWeston: Kewl Al Cat: great stuff, airship Nabby: thanks Al jahgust: Hey all! Dorothy Dare: Hello. Checking in. Firesign hit me at a great time. Cat: yes, phil's death hurled us all into despair, al. jahgust: Is that Alan? lily: spectaculard EWeston: A misplaced technology. Pretty efficient too. ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" ||||||||| Mudhead enters at 9:11 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Beet: Just looked at the link, Air. Looks very exciting. Nice of you to do thus for us. shoes for the dead: hey Mud EWeston: No transfats in our lard either ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:12 PM, dragging Glen by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" DJTweeny: Hi Mudhead ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" DJTweeny: Hi Glen Cat: these are wonderful, al shoes for the dead: or transfarts in our lads Beet: Hi Glen Cat: hi glen Glen: Yo, MOOKS ||||||||| At 9:12 PM, Dorothy Dare vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! pinholeF200: hey, Glen jahgust: he was on Match game? Mudhead: Evening all ||||||||| 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!" Captain Equinox: Hi Glen - Charlie Mayer from Chicago here. Cat: she dared, and dared not. ||||||||| 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!" Glen: Joe from Chicago, see? ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" EWeston: Hi Mudhead, an Glen ,an Dorthy, is the fern here yet? Captain Equinox: Glad the link worked Cat: this is a better world because you performed this service, al. Beet: This is music to the ears. Cat: yes i do jahgust: from the Case Of The Missing Yolks! Nabby: mmm that's delicious rat Cat: but Fred Weibel is the expert on that. EWeston: One for Boobie Chew? lily: made me cry was wonderful Cat: hi jah. keep on doin that reggae thing Nabby: don't cry lily jahgust: Also on Yolks El! Or was it on Eator be Eaten? Cat: who now does a computer podcast Glen: Who? Nabby: Yolks was great Cat: the guy he just mentioned ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:16 PM, dragging PPoet by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?" Nabby: Hi PP Glen: oh that guy Cat: the blimp museum? Beet: Last week with Phil P. was glorious. lily: blimps for hire Mudhead: Is Alan live? Cat: i need more laughing gas EWeston: Phobet ello PPoet: Howdy! shoes for the dead: hey PPoet AirshipAl: Live Beet: Hi Poet DJTweeny: Hi Poet Nabby: we're coming over now Al Mudhead: Id love to visit Alan PPoet: Hi All! lily: oh man that would be fantastic ||||||||| 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!" jahgust: Nice Al! Cat: phil proctor's loss jahgust: Does video exist of their appearance on the tonight show? ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Shelby Bialosky in through the front door at 9:18 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. DJTweeny: yeah, the theft is what he's talking about PPoet: Chic, is that your dog Storm? Mudhead: Could you make a show for an unplanned as yet august eastern meeting of Firesign fans at Mohegan Sun in CT ? DJTweeny: Hi Shelby lily: Have you been to lakehurst Al? Beet: How long does it take to put one of these DVD packages together? Cat: storm clouds Shelby Bialosky: No but I been to Alhurst! AirshipAl: Yes Nabby: Hi Shel EWeston: Near ingee, or outer ingee Bialosky pinholeF200: the dog's not for sale, everything else is Mudhead: Im trying to setup a meet and greet of all Firesigns sometime while the leaves are changing here in So NE EWeston: I'm sitting down on the dog now Beet: Is the dog called "Storm:? Cat: What will Phil Cat: Austin's 6 dogs do? EWeston: He's called Stuffed PPoet: Everything on the lot you mean pinhole? Cat: You have performed an important service, Al. ||||||||| Fuddles enters at 9:21 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Cat: God's clowns, they showed that at the Q&A on Whidbey Island in 2011 Beet: Hi Fudd DJTweeny: Hi Fuddles PPoet: Is that Nebraska Mudhead? pinholeF200: I didn't mean anything, PP, just riffing--what you don't mean won't hurt you jahgust: We saw that on Whidbey back in 2010! Something about getting the rights to the Monkees song they used. Mudhead: No, New England Nabby: Hi Fuds EWeston: Have a stuffed dog ||||||||| Fuddles departs at 9:22 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" Cat: ok alan, i have the 2 digital diners from i think 94 ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Fuddles', just granted probation at 9:22 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Beet: This is one guy that would be a total gas to hang with. Cat: when they were seeking syndication or whatever, eh? shoes for the dead: hey fuddles ||||||||| Fuddles rushes off, saying "9:23 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" lily: plethrow ya Nabby: What's the weirdly coolest thing you have in your AV collection, Al? lily: we love it ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Cat: i have been taping them since 67 Nabby: plethwhat Nabby: Cool thanks Al Mudhead: Whats your website Alan? lily: catherwood zeplins for everyone ||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside lily and mumbles "Do you have something for me to do?" ||||||||| 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." jahgust: Thhat must have been the last thing they did before Ossman left in '81 Nabby: Radio people are the best people lily: catherwood please give everyone a zeplin ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone a zeplin. Mudhead: I have a face made for radio shoes for the dead: put plenty dope on mine EWeston: No I just put one out lily: thanks you cheeses Cat: apparently, elayne kept this community alive before they rejoined Captain Equinox: Hit some indica earlier - put me right to sleep... Beet: Very well said Nabby: word jammers Cat: or so says Phil Austin ''Bob'': My business plan: 1. Buy the rights to FT's catalog. 2. Campaign for marijuana legalization 3. Profit lily: do you get to fly? lily: yeah e AirshipAl:https://www.facebook.com/notes/firesign-theater/firesign-video-links/10153050798601275 EWeston: You'll glad to know that our boffins found that water is lighter than air. This progressed to our current line of ice zeppilins Nabby: three cheers for Elayne ''Bob'': Elayne was probably the 3rd or 4th firehead I ever spoke to. It's always nice to know there are other weirdos out there. :) Cat: bob: grow wings and fly. austin allowed us to do this EWeston: Yow Yow Farfigugen! shoes for the dead: hip Cat: tha Cat: that's true, 1995 EWeston: Defrosting the windshields was a challenge Cat: i was here first night Nabby: IRC daze lily: yeah cat Cat: elayne got this happening. pinholeF200: where did everybody go? shoes for the dead: when? Beet: The possibilities for immersing even more into Firesign seem very promising. Very exciting! Cat: she's been my heo for decades. Cat: what is happening with the sound here? ''Bob'': Is the audio borked for everyone else? Cat: hero Mudhead: yes, borked Beet: Audio is going in and out ''Bob'': Guess so shoes for the dead: irophone orking? Captain Equinox: It's been cutting out like a crazy monkey. Frank Acne Jr.: Did they ever do anything with Ken Nordine? Nabby: yes it's cutting in and out Bob and skippy lily: cheek Mudhead:Tweeney! Stop drinking coffee and fix this thing! AirshipAl:https://www.facebook.com/notes/firesign-theater/firesign-video-links/10153050798601275 jahgust: Not just me then...keeps rebuffereing n shit. I just did a system upgrade before this. pinholeF200: audio is very Glauvner's Beet: lol pin jahgust: Hey Catherwood, can you do anything about this tin box? ||||||||| Catherwood ignores jahgust Frank Acne Jr.: I have no cutting out good here Mudhead: Now he tells us EWeston: Hookay here again, but its looping Cat: frank, thiere is a nordineishiness about them, but it was more a matter of cross fertilizatgion Beet: Seems neither of them is reading the comments Captain Equinox: still cutting out Mudhead: We need a can and some string Cat: from a world with less spelloing jahgust: I wen to the 16k version and it was better. EWeston: I've got a semaphore shoes for the dead: drought in the stream Captain Equinox: haha, Cat Nabby: catherwood give everyone a can and some string ||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a can and some string. Mudhead: If the tech doesnt work I usually threaten it with a "water test" That sometimes works. ''Bob'': The browser needs to know what to do with that particular content type. It's a browser config thing. PPoet: I can hear you steady now...picking up my can and string shoes for the dead: mine has lynch Frank Acne Jr.: lol nabby pinholeF200: let's string it up! Nabby: in another era at another age we'd have called it a space-o-phone Beet: Anybody got any string? jahgust: 8000 feed seems to have settled down now. Cat: ooh, alan's back ''Bob'': Tell your friend on AOL to copy and paste the link directly into a media player, e.g. Winamp, VLC, etc. Mudhead: But I got a new one today, a Viking threat. Use a BFH on them like Thor! pinholeF200: lynch it! lily: zip line communication Cat: yes, half of them are dead now. EWeston: If I can just scan him on my video 16 good Beet: Gold indeed Nabby: audio gold Cat: that's like saying half the universe no longer exists. Beet: Didn't they recover most of the stolen goods? jahgust: Blimp Company? I have never heard of that band? Cat: exquisitely said, al. ||||||||| 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!" PPoet: I hope cameras got something. The theft was cruel. Nabby: Absolutely Al EWeston: Nobody gets out of life alive. We are working on the problem Cat: to my astonishment, my taping of the mushroom plays are the only ones that exist. Beet: That hurts jahgust: That stilll gives me a stomach hurt to think those scrapbooks are missing. ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! EWeston: Fear like pain is just his way of hurting us shoes for the dead: make copies, Cat Cat: yes al, there is a firesign community. both phils have been moved by its existance. Cat: shoes, i gave them to the guys. jahgust: PPoet There were no cameras working on the night it happened apparently. PPoet: Arggghhhh! Beet: I saw the original PBS broadcast of "Weirdly Cool? Cat: in the audience? EWeston: Me too Beet PPoet: Just watched Weirdly Cool night before last. lily: oh that musta been something jahgust: I know there was some taping in L.A in 2010 at the Barnsdall. I would love to see those! shoes for the dead: my copy got dissapeared ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Shelby Bialosky - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Glen - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Beet: One of them said that their career has been one long conversation. Cat: Didnt' he marry someone more famous than him? PPoet: Weirdly Cool was done at a Burbank studio, I believe. Mudhead: Thanks Al for your persistence Cat: Cat does that too much, but I ain't quitting. Cat: Best use of intoxicants ever. ||||||||| 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." Frank Acne Jr.: Thanks AL Nabby: good stuff Al jahgust: Thanks Al! See you on the funway! Cat: Thanks, Airship shoes for the dead: Thanks Al pinholeF200: Thanks, Al, very inspirational, very good info lily: go cat go lily: thank you al Nabby: happy 4th and bang boom Beet: This has been a real privilege Cat: Oh yes, there is a wonderful Phil Austin interview from WBAI maybe last year? Must be on the net somethwhere ||||||||| 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!" EWeston: Buuuuy Al Captain Equinox: Yay AL! jahgust: Nice Tweeny! Cat: Asa opposed to a false privildge? lily: thanks AirshipAl: That was fun!!! Beet: Thanks Al lily: wowowowowow Frank Acne Jr.: Great stuff! Cat: This "album" has lot of Bergman political thought in it. Cat: orgasms on mere words, lily? Nabby: Great Tween EWeston: Standing by the true partridge shoes for the dead: the Lawnmower man? pinholeF200: I'll have what she's having lily: both cat lol AirshipAl: I'll post another video tonight...Proctor as Nixon from Gothamathon. Cat: i'd love to be in 2 places at once Beet: You Da Man AirshipAl: Pardon the quality...or as Proctor sang, Pardon me. Don't be too hard on me... James: Guys, I have the DVD-Audio of BDB on order, so Nabby: Nice Al lily: floating in at not anywhere at all EWeston: Not since this eyeball hat Cat: we are in debt to your dilligence, al. ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing – Firesign's “BOOM DOT BUST” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://www.amazon.com/Boom-Dot-Bust-Firesign-Theatre/dp/B00001WRKQ **' James: i'll wait to listen to that so i dont get spoiled, so see you later DJTweeny: Thanks Alan, that was fun :-) Frank Acne Jr.: So long JAmes AirshipAl: I knew that my obsessive archiving would be important to the future. ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'General Dysfunction', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:46 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... ||||||||| James says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, James exits at 9:46 PM. shoes for the dead: hey gD lily: catherwood hand nabby his hat ||||||||| Catherwood gets nabby his hat. Cat: this is wonderful writing. DJTweeny: Hi General ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! EWeston: Heneral General Dysfunction: good to be back in billville Beet: A blessed obsession AirshipAl: You should see my airship stuff. Cat: one of the best things in my life was being in the hall way of a seatle hotel when they first began to wriite this EWeston: Threatening nemotods Beet: Hi General ||||||||| "9:46 PM? 9:46 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Lil should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Lil enters and sits in the comfy chair. DJTweeny: You use that as a pickup line, Al? AirshipAl: It got so bad I started shooting helium. Cat: i bet you say that to every woman, al. DJTweeny: Hi Lil Mudhead: If your interested in an east coast meet and greet email to adds@adds.cc with the subject "Firesign" Hope to hear from you Beet: Hi Lil EWeston: You have anything on the early avions jahgust: Cat! That is indeed quite high on the cool scale! Lil: Bring me the comfy chair!!!! Cat: hi lil. you are sure easy to rhyme with. AirshipAl: Every other woman. I'm older and wiser. Lil: Hi gang Nabby: Hi Lil - btw, must go - thanks Tweeny & Airship Al - happy (and safe) 4th everyone! lily: aireship al have you been to lakehurst? ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Barney! inside, makes a note of the time (9:48 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. shoes for the dead: hey Lil EWeston: Lil eveinin General Dysfunction: smoke cuban and drink euro yay lily: boom nabby AirshipAl: Take care Nabby. EWeston: Bye Nabby Beet: Hi Barney Lil: Hey cat, shoes, socks Beet: Nite Nab AirshipAl: Spent lots of time at Lakehurst in the mid to late 1980's. Lil: byye nabby lily: love the hangers there a fun spot , Thanks General Dysfunction: we got gospel karoke in moses lake AirshipAl: Saw and heard ghosts in the "Hindenburg" hangar. shoes for the dead: getting blasted, Al? jahgust: P'nis nose EWeston: Have you run accross Dr. Soloman Andrew's Avions. Civil War times AirshipAl: You can say my time at Lakehurst was spirited. Cat: I? Did something cool? But I'm too old. Only Firesign eases sureealism into senility relatively pleasently. AirshipAl: You know me, Shoes, ;) EWeston: Yes but what proof? lily: wow I was there for 6 months in the early 70's really somethin ||||||||| 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!" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “BOOM DOT BUST” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bdb-ln AirshipAl: I've got some strange photos, EWeston. Cat: We're all cats in this bag. Mudhead:Tween pm in irc ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Shelby Bialosky', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:51 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule... jahgust: Well cool is more in the weird mode as regards us Fireheads eh Cat? AirshipAl: I forgot to mention that David Ossman is also into airships. Think about the album How Time Flies. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Don’t Torch That Flag, Hand Me The Lighter - http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/flag/ General Dysfunction: yup, all cats, all dams, all the time EWeston: The University has a library Zeppilin Room. Dr Andrews made a retangular, and a lemon shaoed ships. Scared the hell out of NYC a couple times AirshipAl: When I was getting a tour of David's house in Barbara, there was a room with several LTA books and other things. EWeston: University of Oregon AirshipAl: Dr. Andrews used Central Park, if I'm not mistaken. EWeston: More detail than I know there General Dysfunction: pull grammy out of the cellar shoes for the dead: fatten my foot? EWeston: Time for some old fashioned luvin? Captain Equinox: tornado alley General Dysfunction: ooh, alpha swarm ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" pinholeF200: right by twister drive Cat: I love this song shoes for the dead: let's all sing along lily: twisterbado DJTweeny: it really is good EWeston: Twister spawn Mudhead: If your interested in an northeastern meeting of the friends of Firesign slometime this fall at Mohegan Sun email me at adds@adds.cc General Dysfunction: it's as good as the leave it to beaver theme song lily: mamatus jahgust: I sing this to annyone I meet named Bill...they end up looking at me like I am IN sane! Beet: Big Willy shoes for the dead: that'll show them, Jah! PPoet: The guys used to have a football league named "Big Neck." EWeston: Gotta watch it when they say,"Here's your Bill" at the hospital Captain Equinox: Sing Billelullia! General Dysfunction: Uncontagious! Captain Equinox: i cant spell that fast. EWeston: Exploding toilet blasters Cat: Is that a cucumber in your pocket you just... Beet: Thank You shoes for the dead: sure ya can, that was correct EWeston: And bless their strange names lily: don't forget the trout EWeston: That trout is drunk Frank Acne Jr.: Is that a Bill in your wallet? General Dysfunction: Go To Press! Cat: mr beefheart, i think you forgot your mask EWeston: I'm listing, maybe.. General Dysfunction: listing to port? lily: add balast to the sucker EWeston: That twany devil! ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. shoes for the dead: listing from the port lily: it sunk in 3 feet of juice EWeston: Mind the horns General Dysfunction: and leaning to starboard shoes for the dead: and yet it sails! EWeston: With an off course stomach lily: yer taking on sarcasam General Dysfunction: ah, but its yar! pinholeF200: dodo dadaism ||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store." Cat: this song is even better EWeston: I knew I didn't pay that devil enough Cat: wrtitten by austin? lily: private pirate love Cat: see the devil in accounting, ew General Dysfunction: wierdly cool Cat: sounds lewd, lily lily: h20 turns to rain' EWeston: After the detail dept. Beyond that take a number General Dysfunction: i shoulda brought my basement ||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!" shoes for the dead: mine says 666, EW lily: sorry cat double triple take it for EWeston: Madam Eurica says that's a magic number General Dysfunction: i bet on it every time ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" EWeston: So don't take it to far on the first date Beet: Het, Tween, are you gonna keep tabs on any new releases that come out so we'll know about them ? Cat: not a bad thing, lily. Bergman loved pushing envelopes. Got fied for saying fuck, etc many times and alway intentional EWeston: Odds are its a winner DJTweeny: Beet, I assume Taylor will let me know General Dysfunction: win win win open open open 666 lily: well that is one of my favorite words cat jahgust: This album has so much to grab a hold of! Beet: Very good, thanks. General Dysfunction: where can find jonnycup Cat: i've only spent a few hours with the guys but i can day this. bergfman almost nevr stopped saying fuck, and is derivatives. Cat: this is in personal conversation; lily: did ya clamp it AirshipAl: Don't send me the bill ||||||||| "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!" EWeston: With the Elmer's glue Cat: austin would be 2nd, and they're both dead., jahgust: Inndeed Cat! lily: beaks and talons Frank Acne Jr.: johnnycup-johnnycake Beet: Well, Fuck! pinholeF200: maybe we only get so many f-words in this life! Cat: ossman and proc a little less. b ut not not much. jah would know, we were in some of the same bars a few years ago witgh they guyts ||||||||| 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!" General Dysfunction: clothes, close, clothes DJTweeny: Al, the TV show I was thinking of was Evening At The Improv jahgust: Oh shit pinhole...I'm doomed... shoes for the dead: fuck it then........ Mudhead: Would you like to go to a northeasterm meet & greet. If your interested email me at adds@adds.cc with the subject "Firesign" EWeston: And just in time pinholeF200: I'd rather do it than say it, but........... jahgust: Yeh Cat! Those few times we had, there was a healthy use of the pergorative. Cat: beet, it as a free speach thing. remember these are childen of alan ginzburg if he were a little less gay ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Shelby Bialosky - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Barney! - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Nabby - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| squeeze_the_wheeze - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... General Dysfunction: yah, fuche it lily: oh no.me to ja is that death at my door? General Dysfunction: tis always at the door... don't open! Cat: is tghagt a wall paper option, gen? shoes for the dead: death is sofa king close EWeston: Not an Adradvark you think? Cat: ok, spelling is increasing eluding me. lily: right geneal jahgust: I could give two fucks...but I am running short, can anyone spare a few fucks then? shoes for the dead: if ya want a used one Beet: You can have one of my fucks. lily: if you see kay pinholeF200: is that like borrowing a condom? General Dysfunction: Oh, jeez louise i have so many fucks saved up, don't get me started.. Cat: you have 2 fucks? you're really young/ Beet: You can reuse a condom if you shake the fuck out of it. lily: rub them together they multiply shoes for the dead: get out yuor hat, Gen EWeston: Got maybe a fuck and a half jahgust: Ha! getting older all the time Catt! Whut Thee fuckles? DJTweeny: @ Cat pinholeF200: the rrrrrrrrregiment has decided to rrrrrrrrrreplace DJTweeny: @ Cat Cat: iwonderf if firesign said fuck on dwarf so they would not be played by the wrong people DJTweeny: *rimshot* @ Cat General Dysfunction: my hat, jeez louise is that where they are? jahgust: Sounds about right Cat! DJTweeny: the chat interprests enclosing arrows as HTML, apparently Beet: Hello to NSA guy Cat: no dig it. they are smarter than us but they do whart they do/did because they want to increase our intelligence EWeston: Browsers do pay attention to that stuff ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" General Dysfunction: oh finally, he's here! Cat: jesus? shoes for the dead: it was all that fucking EWeston: He's been down sized Cat: now we can sell more bibles pinholeF200: we've had our ups and downs, shoes General Dysfunction: little bit o' christ EWeston: And candles! lily: rake it or leaf it shoes for the dead: plastic Jesus, sittin on the dashboard of my car EWeston: Piled up against the window, smashed ||||||||| PPoet says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, PPoet exits at 10:17 PM. Cat: that's not a rake, it;s an 18th century novel idea lily: zipp yer own dodads General Dysfunction: if you ||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store." EWeston: I sold them for investment in the nuff market lily: shoes I don't care if it rains or freezes Cat: zipp comix? ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Cat: long as i got my plastic g's, us Beet: Are we doomed? General Dysfunction: what would satan say....well, let me see..... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'PPoet', just granted probation at 10:20 PM", then leaves hurriedly. lily: so be it EWeston: Drop kick me Jesus through the goal posts of life Cat: sounds like the yoga of the future: uuuum General Dysfunction: sinkholes and marmosetts' shoes for the dead: C'mon Jesus, show yourself lily: and take the wheel EWeston: Those sink holes can turn on yah Cat: no, you're domed, beet. spelling is your friend Frank Acne Jr.: fruit muzik Cat: sounds like a Band song, lily General Dysfunction: yes, you are domed EWeston: Bad haircut? lily: spelunker spelling bees Beet: I've been domed before ||||||||| 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!" General Dysfunction: where is my accent? EWeston: Follow the blinkin lights shoes for the dead: bees that cast hexes? lily: boot licker 100 proof EWeston: In wax Beet: Acting lessons EWeston: Sort of a running joke between Procter and Autsin Captain Equinox: face your fate! Beet: speedy cruiser boat jahgust: I love that wind effect! General Dysfunction: feet don't fail me now lily: whoa slow down, speed up EWeston: Whiplash... ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Lil - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... lily: evil time warp General Dysfunction: typhoon mary shoes for the dead: thai food mary General Dysfunction: yum jahgust: Shit...now i want Thai food! EWeston: Nibble on these ghost peppers lily: eddy the whirlpool ''Bob'': Must be Donald Trump's EWeston: Goin down for the last time...glub. General Dysfunction: fer no werk at all lily: someboy snatch the hair please shoes for the dead: bring me back a schnook, EW Beet: Is schnook good eatin"? EWeston: Do I need hazmat controls? ||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!" EWeston: Get the decon suite ready lily: can't hurt General Dysfunction: i was hooked on schnook for a time shoes for the dead: not for sport fishing,EW lily: use duct tape wisely EWeston: No, its for me General Dysfunction: swim swim swim lah lah lah lah Beet: Amazing album General Dysfunction: everybody knows this is nowhere Mudhead: Would you like to go to a northeasterm meet & greet? If your interested email me at adds@adds.cc with the subject "Firesign" Captain Equinox: Polar Pro EWeston: Ages very nicely shoes for the dead: hopelessmess pinholeF200: follow the Holy Trinitron lily: that was great thanks tween Frank Acne Jr.: shroom pot _ust jahgust: Yep! The album grows better with age. DJTweeny: yw lily :) shoes for the dead: like a fine whine Cat: True of a lot of Firesign, Joe EWeston: Cheese it chedder breath lily: the squeek glass gets the wine DJTweeny: oops. didn't hnow they included this skit in this piece DJTweeny: well, it's worth duplication ;) Cat: Warm naked Indian. EWeston: Bat skin diving again? General Dysfunction: wonderful suprises jahgust: I keep saying that if I lose my memory as I get older I will be able to rediscover the entire catalog! I am almost looking forward to it...wait what was the question? Frank Acne Jr.: united snakes ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! ''Bob'': LOL I've done that myself, Tweeny. DJTweeny: lol jahgust Cat: At the time, the guys were seriously into parodies of Indian (from INdia) riffs. shoes for the dead: goodly streatched General Dysfunction: what means boston scrod? Cat: you're too young to worry about that, jah DJTweeny: that's a fish shoes for the dead: fish jahgust: The depiction of the bad films strips are still hilarious! lily: its like the puter thingies got minds of their own EWeston: The elite, or foatsome ''Bob'': Scrod is just a young cod, which is a deepsea fish often caught off the shores of Massachusetts General Dysfunction: oil of scrod? shoes for the dead: new toil pinholeF200: they needed an extra box of sprocket holes jahgust: Thanks Cat i hope so... Frank Acne Jr.: Oil of gingrich ''Bob'': I imagine you would smoke it if you wanted it to keep, back in the day. Beet: Paul Harvey tale lily: scrotum cod? ||||||||| 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!" EWeston: Their down by the klien bottles if the cat can be trusted DJTweeny: nothranks, Frank AirshipAl: Scrotum cod? Sounds like a cod piece is necessary. Frank Acne Jr.: Catherwood bring me a klein bottle of paul harvey ale ||||||||| Catherwood brings Frank Acne Jr. a klein bottle of paul harvey ale. General Dysfunction: the three fingered child, the three fingered duck, the three fingered republican Cat: that's not a cod, it's a doc looking in the water Mudhead: you mean Bambi? jahgust: I'm trying to catch Schnook. shoes for the dead: Dr. Scrotum AirshipAl: I'm not mean to Bambi. She like it like that. EWeston: Catherwood get me a dribble glass of the house special ||||||||| Catherwood gets EWeston a dribble glass of the house special. General Dysfunction: Catherwood get EWeston a huge glass of the house special ||||||||| Catherwood gets eweston a huge glass of the house special. lily: dribble on pinholeF200: echo in here Cat: Doc is a close friend. AirshipAl: You can say that again. shoes for the dead: in here EWeston: It works fine as a finish remover shoes for the dead: is ya remove the finish, it's mobius pinholeF200: stop the creeping plague of the finnish AirshipAl: Strip show! EWeston: Where's my double slot space infasor AirshipAl: In the rumble seat. Wanna snort? General Dysfunction: The rumble seat, finally!!! EWeston: It was on my futitilty belt next to the stereoopticon gun shoes for the dead: something fishey about the Finns Cat: is that industrial coke? AirshipAl: They're working for scale. EWeston: Their horizon kept moving around Cat: i'd rather have a plugged cola than a plugged colon. shoes for the dead: with a stick!!!! jahgust: I had a plugged nickel once! EWeston: Dan appears normal these days in politics AirshipAl: Plugged colon? See a proctorologist. EWeston: Let go your wallet and bend over Frank Acne Jr.: DqQ reminded me of Robin General Dysfunction: watch out, it sounds like this EWeston: Falling down, it sounds like this pinholeF200: but syrup won't stop 'em General Dysfunction: let it all fall down lily: smells like breakfast EWeston: They think he is insane. His option, comand! shoes for the dead: tastes like pork Beet: Turning my faded name black. EWeston: It might be beet Cat: that's more erotic than you suspectm, lily General Dysfunction: feels like the flu lily: hot hot hot EWeston: Labored breathing? ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:48 PM, dragging dan by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?" Frank Acne Jr.: celebrity dicks shoes for the dead: he sais gravidly EWeston: Collect the cards General Dysfunction: oh good, i thought it was time for a smoke. Beet: depleted amperes Frank Acne Jr.: You've got the clap AirshipAl: Celebrity dicks...Cavett, Van Dyke, shoes for the dead: Exxon lily: more power AirshipAl: More smoke. Frank Acne Jr.: van patten EWeston: That's a relief. I thought I had the dreaded Lurgi Beet: Shawn Cat: i am one of the folks responsible for this riff. i was part of the great apes movement at t the time EWeston: Cheetas still evoloving General Dysfunction: there you go cheetah, there you go Lucy the Chimpanzee shoes for the dead: neat, cat DJTweeny: that's great, Cat lily: cat thats fun General Dysfunction: So Cat, did you know about Lucy? DJTweeny: sorry about th tec iculties folks Cat: the movement i was canadian rep of almost got a world's fiar paviliion in germany. ossmah loves worlds fairs so i ttied to get him a job in it. DJTweeny: The archive with have the complete interview shoes for the dead: jock ooze jahgust: None for me Tweeny. pinholeF200: j'accuse Cat: gen, she keeps pullihg the football away from me. Frank Acne Jr.: meow! shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!!! Mudhead: Would you like to go to a northeasterm meet & greet? If your interested email me at adds@adds.cc with the subject "Firesign" Frank Acne Jr.: By all pinholeF200: Thanks Tween, see you on the 38th of Cunegonde Mudhead: gnite all EWeston: Mine refuses to let go of the ball General Dysfunction: Thank you tween PPoet: Thanks and good evening all. ||||||||| Around 10:56 PM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset... Beet: This was fun and exciting with the news of the upcoming releases. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween. G'Nite. ||||||||| Frank Acne Jr. dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Frank Acne Jr.?! It's 10:56 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it! lily: AirshipAl Beet Cat dan DJTweeny EWeston Frank Acne Jr. General Dysfunction jahgust lily pinholeF200 shoes for the dead thanks for a great time and tween will keep posting ty jahgust: Thanks Tween. Always a pleasure. ||||||||| New notice: 'Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, that’s www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast. Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and listen to my show archives and ARCHIVES FOR FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow' EWeston: Safe fireworks to all and to all a...what was the question? jahgust: Night Lil! ||||||||| At 10:56 PM, pinholeF200 dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week :-) See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... ||||||||| EWeston hurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's EWeston?! It's 10:57 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" : Safe fireworks to all and to all a...what was the question? ||||||||| 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!" : Mine refuses to let go of the ball : Cheetas still evoloving : Labored breathing? ''Bob'': Where's Waylon? ;) Cat: off we flit ''Bob'': Thanks for the show Tweeny! DJTweeny: 6 feet under, unfortunately Bob :/ AirshipAl: Just posted: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkjliEv9P3M ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. DJTweeny: until last time, again... ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween leaves at 11:00 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..." ||||||||| "11:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims DJTweeny, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the bushes. AirshipAl: Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow. Happy 4th. Don't drink a fifth! ||||||||| 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." jahgust: Gnight folks! Have a safe 4th o Julie! ||||||||| At 11:01 PM, jahgust runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| General Dysfunction rushes off, saying "11:04 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dan - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Beet - dead from jaundice ||||||||| lily - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| PPoet - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| AirshipAl - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Cat - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood ushers insert here in through the front door at 11:28 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. insert here: Just listening to the ballgame from Heater, California. Love those late West Coast games insert here: Porko Sueydot just rattled a double off the screen in right... insert here: what with the championship game dragging on for weeks now... ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| 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.. ||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| insert here - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood leads christine inside, makes a note of the time (12:28 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. christine: do not scare me christine: *nick danger* christine: no one can beat life ||||||||| It's 12:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| christine - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with President Nextus...ah close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 3:27 AM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule. President Nextus...ah: I have here, Catherwood, or you do now or later the shruggie user name password decoder one or both, if it is the same as your entrenching tool, the difference this one works, but no the last few lines of the circuit are missing a little knowledge at the bottom of a dangerous thing or thang, if the trident of the Pacific nearby attends the grounding of the solstice, may it rest in piece. whole and united or faller deeper into power who knows?_ _ ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to President Nextus...ah and queries "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?" President Nextus...ah: _O_/ President Nextus...ah: President Nextus...ah: President Nextus...ah:[image]>http://media.zenfs.com/en-US/homerun/yahoo_finance_blogs_674/c26bd729ec58b1992708648da0dd5418.cf.jpg">[image] President Nextus...ah: works at draac.com html testbed but just sit there, Catherwood. ||||||||| Catherwood workss at draaccom html testbed but just sit there. President Nextus...ah: ||||||||| President Nextus...ah is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 3:57 AM. ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "3:59 AM and late as usual, it's President Nextus...ah, just back from Elmertown." ||||||||| At 3:59 AM, President Nextus...ah vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| "4:09 AM? 4:09 AM!!" says Catherwood, "President Nextus...ah should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as President Nextus...ah enters and sits on the divan. ||||||||| At 4:10 AM, President Nextus...ah vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| Catherwood leads President Nextus...ah in through the front door at 4:10 AM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. President Nextus...ah: Found the bottom to it, Catherwood, only several pixels taaler, God rest his soul on it, Catherwood, get down with shruggie.<object><embed SRC="http://41.media.tumblr.com/b7d2b650ca252377653386e5b26cfb01/tumblr_inline_nqvdcdgpFW1t7m8lr_400.png"> ||||||||| Catherwood gets down with shruggie< object>< embed src="http //41mediatumblrcom/b7d2b650ca252377653386e5b26cfb01/tumblr_inline_nqvdcdgpfw1t7m8lr_400png">. ||||||||| Catherwood says "4:15 AM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs President Nextus...ah by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."
The Evening's Participants:
AirshipAl
Beet
Betty Jo Yackalacky
''Bob''
Captain Equinox
Cat
christine
DJTweeny
Dorothy Dare
EWeston
Frank Acne Jr.
General Dysfunction
Glen
insert here
jahgust
James
Lil
lily
Mudhead
Nabby
pinholeF200
PPoet
President Nextus...ah
Rono
Rufus_T_Firetween
Shelby Bialosky
shoes for the dead
squeeze_the_wheeze
