||||||||| 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 30, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies RedPillTweeny inside, makes a note of the time (7:19 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| It's 7:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Merlyn into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 5:33 PM, then departs. ||||||||| New notice: 'Phil Proctor expected on skype tonight!' ||||||||| New topic: 'Phil Proctor expected on skype tonight!' ||||||||| New topic: '
Phil Proctor expected on skype tonight!
' ||||||||| Catherwood says "5:35 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Merlyn by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| "7:53 PM? 7:53 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Rufus_T_Firetween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Rufus_T_Firetween enters and sits in the comfy chair. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening *** With Special Guest PHIL PROCTOR ***. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com **' ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:03 PM and Shanghai'ed James steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| At 8:04 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween scurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| DJTweeny bounds in at 8:04 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. DJTweeny: Hi James ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween enters at 8:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Haberdashery Barn. Shanghai'ed James: hey, what's up? DJTweeny: just setting up for the show DJTweeny: how are things in Geirgia? Shanghai'ed James: they're ok. thanks ||||||||| Merlyn sneaks in around 8:20 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." Merlyn: hey tween DJTweeny: Evenin' Merlyn DJTweeny: Thanks for the topic change. Looks cool :) Merlyn: yep, the ancient table HTML still has some uses ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening *** With Special Guest PHIL PROCTOR ***. 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) **' ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:29 PM and late as usual, it's Petesellers, just back from Billville." Merlyn: If you had another R, you'd be a celebrity DJTweeny: Hi Pete ||||||||| 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 Timeghost disembarks at 8:32 PM. Timeghost: Back at the old Same place... ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing - warm up music (Mary Chapin Carpenter) - 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: Hi ghost ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:35 PM and marcoshark waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - ** LIVE PHIL PROCTOR INTERVIEW TONIGHT ** - currently playing - warm up music (Mary Chapin Carpenter) - 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: Hi shark marcoshark: hey ||||||||| marcoshark walks away to The Auditorium. ||||||||| marcoshark climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 8:41 PM Petesellers: we need more science and a high... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Glutamoto', just granted probation at 8:43 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:43 PM and late sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. DJTweeny: Hi Glutamoto. late late: howdy ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Cat close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:46 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room. Glutamoto: Gnaarf! DJTweeny: Hey Cat DJTweeny: Catherwood, please get Glutamoto some gnaarf ||||||||| Catherwood gets glutamoto some gnaarf. Cat: Hi all
DJTweeny hopes it's enough marcoshark: Hello Merlyn: hey cat, gluta, late, marco
Glutamoto sheds some scales Cat: What's Phil's ETA? Merlyn: Lat's Eta! Cat: Hey Merl, did you get my emial about the Morning Dew Austin interview and Timm's pieces? ||||||||| Hal O'Dali waltzes in at 8:50 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Merlyn: I don't think so cat, is it recent email? ||||||||| 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 EWeston disembarks at 8:51 PM. Glutamoto: Esitmated Time of Alienation Cat: And speaking of Phils.... Cat: Last week, Merl. Hal O'Dali: Greetings, all! ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:51 PM, dragging lily by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" Cat: I remember a bunch of interviews on the Firesign site, thought those should be added if permission available. Cat: Hi lily lily: Cat DJTweeny EWeston Glutamoto Hal O'Dali late lily marcoshark Merlyn Petesellers Timeghost hey ther and tweenies you are the best lily: hi cat ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Captain Equinox inside, makes a note of the time (8:52 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Merlyn: I have no email from you recently cat, can you re-send? EWeston:Tweeny an the hoard g'day Glutamoto: hep cat lily: catherwood please put in a good word for nabby ||||||||| Catherwood puts in a good word for nabby. Glutamoto: EW Captain Equinox: Hiya, Kiddos! Glutamoto: yo mang Cat: Can do, Merl, only I just summarized it here. Did you ever hear the Phil Austin interview on WBAI I think last year? It was repeated after his death. DJTweeny: Hi Dali, EW, lily, Capt EWeston: Don't run in the trenches! lily: without your entrenching tool Cat: Just resent. Captain Equinox: Watch out for that entrenching tool! DJTweeny: I'd like to have that, Cat EWeston: Too late! DJTweeny: Captain Equinox: Watch out for that entrenching tool! << Eugene? lily: shades of sunday lily: great show EWeston: Now a tool of the muddled class lily: what a tool? Glutamoto: Mudhead class Cat: that's in the rumble seat EWeston: Impressive no? lily: rumpled rumbel EWeston: We got's the zircon inlays special for it DJTweeny: No Phil in Skype yet lily: ever spent time anyohter way ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 30, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" DJTweeny: OK, he's here now :) ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| Qphilo enters at 9:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. ||||||||| 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 Bill Ding falls out at 9:00 PM. lily: Happy Birthday ||||||||| 9:00 PM: Beet jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Beet: Evening all ||||||||| Outside, the 9:01 PM bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Ralph coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. EWeston: Happy feetsday Cat: those bill dings keep falling lily: carthwood cake for all please marcoshark: Hey, it's the Birthday guy! Captain Equinox: *honk honk* ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:01 PM and late as usual, it's jahgust, just back from Rhode Island." EWeston: Bugaloo! Bill Ding: squeeeze the wheeeze Merlyn: Hey humid Phil jahgust: I'm Down! Holy crap that is timing! lily: 12 Glutamoto: 39 Beet: This is great! Happy 75th, Phil! jahgust: Happy Haps Phil!! jahgust: Hey all! Cat: Terrible news, Phil. ||||||||| Catherwood ushers cooper inside, makes a note of the time (9:02 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Mudhead', just granted probation at 9:02 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Cat: Well put,PP ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing – LIVE INTERVIEW WITH PHIL PROCTOR - 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' Merlyn: “Three quarters of a century–Makes a girl think” EWeston: Happy feetsday Cat: That's my town. lily: makes it all the more cozy EWeston: Traditional NW greeting to lucky tourist's ||||||||| shoes for the dead enters at 9:06 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn. shoes for the dead: Howdy Beet: hi shoes Qphilo: Hi all, I think you already know Ethel Shoe and Doris Drain lily: we want pics shoes for the dead: hey PP Cat: You lead an adventuresome life. EWeston: heydere ||||||||| Mudhead leaves to catch the 9:07 PM train to Connecticut. Cat: Our provincial capitol. Glutamoto: that would be a long voyage... I see you are a sailor Cat: my favourite Firesign line, glut ||||||||| Gorf Squank enters at 9:08 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Hat Pack Annex. DJTweeny: Hi Gurf EWeston: Good weather for it last heard lily: yeah shoes for the dead: hey Gorf Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about Phil Proctor here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?member=Proctor** Gorf Squank: Uh, Gorf. Hi There Tweeny ||||||||| 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!" Bill Ding: mmm collarflower ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 9:09 PM, dragging Mudhead by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" Beet: I love dramatic cloud formations Gorf Squank: Hi all! Beet: Hi Mud Cat: austin has a wonderful piece about storm clouds on one of the hour hour shows lily: temperature Beet: Hello Gorf EWeston: Maybe in seventies. Cooling a bit lily: nono knows where we are shoes for the dead: humility is 85% jahgust: Cat I love that bit. I tend to over enunciate "Storm Clouds" whenever the wetaher warrants it! Glutamoto: ElNino causing unusual cold in Papua Indomnesia EWeston: Good weather for it last heard Bill Ding: el nino, el pinto, es el santa maria EWeston: For some reason, or unreason, my posts are duplicating shoes for the dead: tia maria Glutamoto: no dupes here Bill Ding: dittto here Bill Ding: ditto here jahgust: E it sounds like you have the schizophrenes again! jahgust: E it sounds like you have the schizophrenes again! shoes for the dead: your own personal echo EWeston: With a mint sause deliteful. EWeston: Not a crux? shoes for the dead: only have fine and uncirculated Cat: Sounds like Harry Shearer's recent TV show about Nixon. lily: that is so grand Beet: Speaking of Bozos EWeston: Don't let them exsercise? Bill Ding: snicker shoes for the dead: giggle lily: mj the state that charges you to get in and out of EWeston: Waves at NSA guy EWeston: Don't let them exsercise? Bill Ding: takes 5-6 seconds for my msgs to appear here, typical? lily: stir the wasps nest Beet: A nation of lemmings Glutamoto: typical bill EWeston: Smokers if yah gottum Merlyn: we have a pavillion DJTweeny: indeed ||||||||| 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." shoes for the dead: par for the course, Charlie Bill Bill Ding: ok, tnx jahgust: Merl I thought it was a mound? lily: welcome to the grand hairpiece lily: and lost ir EWeston: Trump Trump Trump tah tar oops! EWeston: Obrose? Bill Ding: can i be your apprentice please? lily: the mobius strip Merlyn: sleeping on America's grates again! Glutamoto: they all say that shoes for the dead: obstruce ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Mudhead: Greedy Old Peckerheads EWeston: Take this midhand mobius wrench and make your way through lif ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'ascherer', just granted probation at 9:21 PM", then leaves hurriedly. jahgust: Phil has the schizophrenes as well! Mudhead: Follow them around EWeston: Obrose? Bill Ding: flute cop taught me to play the flute, still working on tree-climbing shoes for the dead: american idle EWeston: Have Axe cop chase you up one. Worked for me. lily: why can't our vote count Bill Ding: flies and rats got the vote EWeston: Consise over look by Phil on this Bill Ding: one entity, one vote Mudhead: I want to go out amongst the unwashed masses and fill in circles Cat: this is well observed, proc. shoes for the dead: and the spiders and bees EWeston: One mouth one floss ||||||||| 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 CSwitch disembarks at 9:24 PM. Mudhead: If I didnt have the chance to vote I wouldnt see any humans at all. shoes for the dead: fill in the squares first,Mud ||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| cooper - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Ralph - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Hal O'Dali - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Bill Ding: but, but... the chad! what about the chad! EWeston: Gone to chum everyone jahgust: We are all Big Brother. Glutamoto: interesting though that the democraps opposed emancipation... ||||||||| 9:26 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" llanwydd: evening, folks Bill Ding: though i must admit a bowl of chad with milk and bannana in the morning is very stimulating shoes for the dead: hey llan Merlyn: it's extra funny Phil talking about Bozos with his voice breaking up Merlyn: Thi s orker spe king DJTweeny: yeah lol jahgust: unhapp macnam...unhappy macnam... Bill Ding: your icrophone is roken Beet: That is kind of funny, Merl lily: what we do in life echos Cat: that's what education is all about, phil. EWeston: Mine is out raking the yard ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Cecil Shoe inside, makes a note of the time (9:27 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. llanwydd: evening, Ce jahgust: Ben Crason Merlyn: Ben Carson ||||||||| 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: Jamerson Is it Merlyn: Car Benson ||||||||| 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!" Glutamoto: Carson EWeston: Nope Carson is right Merlyn: THAT WAS A JOKE Glutamoto: Ben Carson jahgust: Ben Carson Merlyn: BEN CARSON DJTweeny: hahahaha Merl ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies dude in through the front door at 9:28 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. shoes for the dead: Ben Dover lily: thats so fuuny jahgust: Benson and Hedges! Cat: so that's where johnny carson went when he died. EWeston: Lord Delphus Merlyn: We get Ben Dover every election, shoes... Beet: lol Phil Bill Ding: conserve our christians, we're running out DJTweeny: "Evil Genitals' rofl lily: gental genetiles Cat: i thought you were just glad to see me. ||||||||| 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!" Beet: I feel sorry for Jesus EWeston: These days the preservation of bigotry seems most important to our public christian voices Cat: Aimee Semple McPherson lives on. shoes for the dead: put money in our coffins ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! EWeston: Missionary's should be shot on sight ||||||||| "9:32 PM? 9:32 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Seej1982 should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Seej1982 enters and sits in the comfy chair. EWeston: These days the preservation of bigotry seems most important to our public christian voices Beet: OK to be born in the church but not to die in it ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Seej1982: bugger, lost track of time... Merlyn: straight people eople eople eople Glutamoto: eeple jahgust: LOL!! that glitch was hilarious! shoes for the dead: hey Seej ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! Merlyn: driving two cars! Merlyn: two cartoons! Merlyn: damn autocorrect -- two carsons. Beet: This is great EWeston: These days the preservation of bigotry seems most important to our public christian voices jahgust: Oh sweet mystery of life where are you? Captain Equinox: I LOVE Phil Proctor! Bill Ding: carson city and johnny carson lily: and turn off the phones ||||||||| 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 abnormal gets out at 9:34 PM. Cat: Shall I create a world? Oedipa Maas in The Crying of Lot 49 Glutamoto: I don't agree EW shoes for the dead: stuck on the mobius, EW Bill Ding: he's fallen over the edge into rant mode Merlyn: Abby Normal? llanwydd: hey, abbie Beet: Churchianity Seej1982: he's no fun, he fell right over.... Bill Ding: ah, dear abby, dearest abby EWeston: About what Glutomoto? abnormal: Hello Party lily: here have a phrase Glutamoto: Yr echoes Merlyn: The universe! Hey, that's where I live! Cat: How do you know, Merl? Bill Ding: yeah, been there, was cool lily: laugh and the world learns EWeston: Lone wolves all of them jahgust: How do you ever really know? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Phil Proctor’s new video series with Jamie Alcroft - BOOMERS ON A BENCH >> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGz_4vJNLwgFrLR3N0RN1Tw Mudhead: PHIL! PLEASE CHECKOUT THIS http://keshefoundation.org/ shoes for the dead: i'm only here for the t shirt Merlyn: I have a sign that says "you are here" cat Bill Ding: not as hard to get lost in as the biverse and the triverse lily: GREAT SHOW ||||||||| Nabby waltzes in at 9:37 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Seej1982: i love the boomer skits. great stuff Beet: Hi Nabby ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:37 PM and late as usual, it's Woodrow Stool, just back from Billville." lily: ruff shoes for the dead: Nabby! DJTweeny: Hi Nabby Nabby: Jello! ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Cat 2', just granted probation at 9:37 PM", then leaves hurriedly. lily: I put in a word for you nabby Seej1982: one nation under dog, thereof which i stand alone shoes for the dead: woodrow EWeston: Put some gel on that ruff Woodrow Stool: Hello Doris. Hello Mandy candy and RanDy. lily: as above so below Nabby: Hey Beet, lily, shoes and Tweeny and all llanwydd: he didn't exactly say "do as I do" EWeston: Sessile Seej1982: the old testament God was more of a raging alcoholic Woodrow Stool: Has anyone seen KI'm Clock? llanwydd: vengeance is mine" Nabby: Ssssessile Glutamoto: the DOW ;) jahgust: Guhurury! llanwydd: for example shoes for the dead: do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law lily: tammy faye needs more makeup Glutamoto: Crowley EWeston: Do you have it in a concrete lamp post? DJTweeny: lol lily Woodrow Stool: Ah, al ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Petesellers - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Qphilo - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Gorf Squank - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| ascherer - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Nabby: you leave your husk behind when you give up the ghost llanwydd: yeah, that law doesn't work, unfortunately jahgust: I embraced Jesus once but one of his goons thumped me. Nabby: illegal in heaven and loving it EWeston: Luke swings a mean shelaylie Nabby: watch out for haysues's goons Bill Ding: ebracing does not automatically enable ass-grabbing Merlyn: "Defending Your Life" lily: you can't take it with ya Seej1982: 5 hail mary's, 2 hello dolly's and a side of fries.... jahgust: Passport to Heaven...Original draft by Robert Plant..."and she's buying a Passport to Heaven... Nabby: from goon island? Woodrow Stool: This chat Function sux for iPads. Bye EWeston: That ass has been in the famly for henerations Nabby: bob einstein? abnormal: Will Phil do the ham radio bit on Last Man Standing soon ? Merlyn: His dad was Parkyerkarkas lily: cool Nabby: Hi Phil! CSwitch: Give me the Powerhouse Church of the Presumptuous Assumption of the Blinding Light DJTweeny: Defending Your Life - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0101698/ jahgust: Hiya Phil! abnormal: of course Merlyn: parkyakarkus = Harry Einstein Bill Ding: qrz? EWeston: Peek a boo lily: we love what falls outta yer mouth ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Nabby: 75 and loving it Seej1982: one of those damn kids has got a radio!!! ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Lil in through the front door at 9:42 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. DJTweeny: Hi Lil shoes for the dead: hey Lil Nabby: I think my uvula is stuck lily Nabby: Hi Lil Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Phil Proctor’s new video series with Jamie Alcroft - BOOMERS ON A BENCH >> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGz_4vJNLwgFrLR3N0RN1Tw llanwydd: is phil 75 or is he talking about someone else? Cat: so you don't go to school? hell no, i'm 75 years old. Beet: Hi Lil EWeston: That ass has been in the famly for henerations Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about Phil Proctor here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?member=Proctor** lily: catherwood give nabby some honey please ||||||||| Catherwood hands nabby some honey. jahgust: Lil There is a Trickle down theory joke about what falls out of his mouth in there somewhere. Lil: Hey truckers Glutamoto: He's 75 and he's not gonna take it anymore! Bill Ding: or even his wikipedia page
Nabby laps it up like a fuzzy bear. lily: hi lil shoes for the dead: EW has a mobius key on his board EWeston: Muckers for nequal time! Lil: Hi Lily llanwydd: seems impossible. I met him in NYC back in 1981 and he looked about 30 Beet: Sounds like a very nice cotery of friends, Phil Merlyn: Bergman was leukemia lily: lol Nabby: Good point Phil EWeston: Now all I need is a proper keyhole Cat: we are all greatful, phil Nabby: We love your Amish Phil, Gene Lil: Phil looks fantastic now :-) lily: get poopy diapers Nabby: P.U. jahgust: Wow! How Twilght Zoneish! EWeston: Tomorrow's investment hot spot? shoes for the dead: granpa died and the clock started Lil: LOL what kind of conversation have I stumbled onto llanwydd: and he's buried in the rocks Cat: the best, lil Merlyn: maybe it stopped because grandma was the one who wound it? EWeston: Smaller and cleaner! Lil: Which one Cat lol Nabby: It's an inverted conversion ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Nabby: wow Phil Glutamoto: It's got a great future in it Seej1982: spooky Merlyn: AmIrish? Nabby: It's electric Lil: I've had some psychic experiences lily: they happan all the time Glutamoto: Nino! Nabby: We are one Bill Ding: i've had psycotic experiences, fun... Lil: Wish I had more of them Beet: Everything is connected EWeston: Set your hexagon decoder for adventure marcoshark: Phil, I'm actually tearing up over your Grandad's story Nabby: Phil's PHILosophy Cat: who needs science fiction? Lil: Universal consciousness llanwydd: telepathic union could be embarrassing ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Zooky Fogg 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. jahgust: How wonderfully meta physical Phil! I am with you! Nabby: Zactly Lil llanwydd: Hey Zook Bill Ding: waking up on the floor somewhere: "huh, i wonder how i got here" Glutamoto: Levels the playing field shoes for the dead: hey Zook Nabby: Hi Zook lily: that is the path Beet: Can I get Baptised tonight? Cat: we look forward to reading it, phl Glutamoto: Telepathy levels the playing field Zooky Fogg: Broadstroke hey folks. Good to be. lily: hey zook Lil: That sounds great Phil EWeston: Smaller and cleaner! llanwydd: well, if anyone has miraculous mental abilities it is phil shoes for the dead: but what's telepathy got to do with exorcism? Nabby: that's an amazing story EWeston: In chocolate this time Beet? Lil: Psychics are expensive Zooky Fogg: I'm thinking a number. Beet: Got to get this book! lily: 2 Merlyn: FYI: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Dragon_massacre Lil: Most of my thoughts are associative jahgust: Free Flo...I love that woman! Cat: it worked for me, phil Bill Ding: sometimes when working on a crossword puzzle i'll figure out the answer to a clue and think "hey, i dreamed of that last night" shoes for the dead: that nimber is naked, Zook! Glutamoto: Every page a blotter! Lil: LOL No wonder I'm a therapist Zooky Fogg: Close Lil. 4. Beet: Sounds good to me, EW Nabby: PC AIN'T EZ (Boomers on a Bench) https://youtu.be/Wmf9iDYOcds EWeston: I may market it Nabby: Phil you are SPOT ON Lil: She's Lily I'm Lil ||||||||| captain oilaf waltzes in at 9:52 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Beet: Mortality can be a good thing EWeston: And he's not Ed
Nabby points at Lil.
Nabby points at lily. Lil: LOL Nabby: See? lily: sounds like a skit lil shoes for the dead: ow my eye! Glutamoto: Hi Lily Hi Lily Hi Lo Lil: Thanks Nabby! jahgust: Lil meet Lilly. Lilly , Lil...poetic... lily: so low you can't Lil: We've met in another lifetime thank you llanwydd: reptilian brain? Lil: And what about Kundalini Phil? lily: one why away Zooky Fogg: Non tactile communication is a leap towards tele-pathy. We communicate between the spaces without device. EWeston: Venis Of Dorfington, The duckess of Winsor Merlyn: Phil as Simon Stagg in Batman: Arkham Knight: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=asfCDOniXnc shoes for the dead: Duke of Urrgh ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Cecil Shoe - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Woodrow Stool - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... lily: it has been so grand see sea Nabby: High Llamas Cat: if you laugh at it, it has no power over you, quoth phil austin Lil: There are bad sorts in that spiritual mileau also though Seej1982: keep laughing folks EWeston: The Countess of Finger sandwiches jahgust: Indeed Cat! EWeston: Venis Of Dorfington, The duckess of Winsor Nabby: with strange names ||||||||| Around 9:56 PM, Bill Ding walks off into the sunset... Lil: I'll have some finger sandwiches if you please Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood walks right past Lil EWeston: And furrin manners jahgust: Right arm Phil! Nabby: Catherwood kick a repuplicon ||||||||| Catherwood pretends not to hear Nabby lily: babel fish for all Zooky Fogg: Maybe death is a part of a greater working equation. Lil: Well at least he didn't curse me out this time Beet: Maybe the most mysterious aspects of our culture. Mindless Fellowship. Nabby: Puplublicon? Relubplicom? Cat: having grandkids woud make you interested in the world they'll live in Nabby: stick it in your ear lily lily: with thoughts and laughs from you Phil Timeghost: 2020: the Year of Perfect Vision Lil: Pardon? Zooky Fogg: Or we'd ve wall to wall and ceiling to floor and pass sustainability for us and the planet. Glutamoto: catherwood please give Lil some fingers ||||||||| Catherwood gets lil some fingers. lily: ok its in my ear now what Nabby: from my home state too EWeston: Media matters is a good place on todays lieing media Lil: Thank you Gluts Beet: Makes one want to weep Nabby: You just want to take them and shake them Nabby: lol Phil lily: toga ||||||||| Catherwood enters with johan Amadeus Myjetski close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:59 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the sitting room. EWeston: Doesn't help they just believe harder llanwydd: hey jo Nabby: Rapture of the deep Nabby: Wazreal shoes for the dead: hey Johan ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Nabby: Hi Johan johan Amadeus Myjetski: Rupture of the Deep, Nabby! Cat: hey joh, wuddya know? Zooky Fogg: The rapture may come in the form of an EMP. Nabby: lol Joh lily: crusaders ho EWeston: Weeviles and marrmosets Nabby Lil: Right on Mr. Proctor johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi NabbyHey Cat! shoes for the dead: evil selfish basterds Nabby: religions are stuck - but that pope is pretty cool I guess Nabby: everyone but the irish EWeston: Well and truly ranted at lily: grand jesture Lil: How about your birthday too Phil :-D EWeston: Weeviles and marrmosets Nabby johan Amadeus Myjetski: LOL, lily! llanwydd: heavy. I am getting the news for the first time. I didn't know ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! shoes for the dead: drive it like a rantal Glutamoto: Hartman! Nabby: Clowns is terrific Nabby: W&M ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Cat: war is a racket Timeghost: Clowns and Giant Rat are my faves Nabby: Great band on Clowns Zooky Fogg: Since the dawn of time we have been on the climb. Glutamoto: Catpun Nabby: Make love not war EWeston: Weeviles and marrmosets Nabby Nabby: thumbs up EW johan Amadeus Myjetski: Suppose they gave a war and nobody came? llanwydd: pardon me for asking but has austin died? I had not heard. Lil: On The Town was the musical Cat: i remember that poster, johan Nabby: what is it good for? EWeston: Yes Lian Glutamoto: Oh my Llanwyd Nabby: You're awesome PP Cat: last month, llan. Glutamoto: you must search the archives Nabby: Sorry to say yes Llan lily: Thank you Phil have fun in the water Beet: I also love Phil Procter. llanwydd: I missed the news Seej1982: hot tub time machine mentalitiy,,, Lil: Yes a few weeks ago Zooky Fogg: Every motion is one either to the decline or flourish. Is that a crazy thought? Nabby: the debates are going to KILL jahgust: We loves ya Phil! EWeston: Great hour Phil great perspective Zooky Fogg: I need the double check. marcoshark: Frazer!!!! Lil: Too bad Jon Stuart will be gone for the debates Seej1982: master debaters.... johan Amadeus Myjetski: No Zooky, it's a thought directly on the mark Nabby: Seej what a great silly movie Cat: hollywood nightshift was great Nabby: True dat Lil Zooky Fogg: Thanks for that confirm, Jo Cat: great news, phil lily: what fun Lil: Tx Nabby Seej1982: great beatles show on klos on sunday mornings too CSwitch: who trumps Trump? Lil: Loving that idea Phil lol Nabby: Plutonians are not people too johan Amadeus Myjetski: Actually every thought, every word, every intention also... Seej1982: awesome ideas Nabby: Or "Yuggoth" as some prefer Seej1982: trump mining pluto for plutonium llanwydd: I can't understand how trump has gotten to be the gop frontrunner Cat: My friend's daughters are in the para=olympics. Zooky Fogg: I enjoy quiet time with my piano and my neighbor says she does too. ||||||||| 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." llanwydd: what a complete lunatic. it's scary Beet: Why can't the world be like that. Lil: Money of course dd Seej1982: me either, han. its so mind boggling Glutamoto: Be safe PhilP EWeston: He speaks with their inner voice johan Amadeus Myjetski: Llan, it's sort of like failing up Zooky Fogg: Thanks PP. Lil: Yes Phil do come back, love it! lily: yeah yeah yeah Captain Equinox: gotta go. Keep 'em flying! Cat: good point, phil Beet: PLEASE come back often. johan Amadeus Myjetski: True EW! True. Nabby: awesome stuff PP and fun and fascinating Lil: See ya Cappy Cat: is the 3rd part up now? johan Amadeus Myjetski: Truth, PP, truth jahgust: Your rants are like manna from hebbin! Lil: Yes it is Cat Nabby: Take care Ralph Cat: must watch. EWeston: We need more hebbin! llanwydd: nite phil Cat: nite, phil Beet: Thanks and love you, Phil. Zooky Fogg: Peace Pops out. ||||||||| "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!" Lil: LOVE you too Phil <3 shoes for the dead: see ya PP Nabby: Thanks Tweeny lily: thanks tween and phil EWeston: He speaks with their inner voice ||||||||| "Hey CSwitch!" ... CSwitch turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:09 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... jahgust: G niught sir! Seej1982: bye phil, thanks! ||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| late - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... abnormal: THX - 73's Lil: Yur the best Tweeny kid Nabby: reet the beeper Nabby: Everybody sing! Shanghai'ed James: guys, i need to rest. take care Merlyn: Phil Hartman did the album cover art for Fighting Clowns johan Amadeus Myjetski: stand by for bozo love…. ||||||||| Shanghai'ed James rushes off, saying "10:10 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" EWeston: Reagan world heaves itself over the horizon johan Amadeus Myjetski: Bye Shanghaigh ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing – Firesign's “FIGHTING CLOWNS” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#FICLOWPFTFTJ **' Nabby: i 2 3 4 johan Amadeus Myjetski: many a squeezed wheeze there Seej1982: yup Lil: See ya SJ Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “FIGHTING CLOWNS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item Nabby: hey kid I'm not a machine abnormal: here too Lil: What B'way play is this part from? DJTweeny: THAT was fun :-) Nabby: Honk Honk ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT! - currently playing – Firesign's “FIGHTING CLOWNS” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#FICLOWPFTFTJ **' johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm just a holy gram… myself jahgust:http://www.freewoodpost.com/2015/07/30/actual-clown-enters-race-as-republican-candidate-polling-well/ shoes for the dead: yuppers, Tween Lil: It was great Tweeny :-) jahgust: So appropriate! Nabby: Catherwood give everyone a clown beezer ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone a clown beezer. ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" Zooky Fogg: 2220 Fly by of the ISS out of the SW to a 4 Minute streak to the east and blue moon time. Gonna try to maybe capture an unknown moment with it. Ad Astra, Firesigners. Thank Tween and PP and everyone here I see. Enjoy. lily: annie? lol ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hey I supported Bullwinkle the Moose when he ran in the 64 campaign shoes for the dead: Bozos Over Broadway Nabby: now Bullwinkle had presidential timber Nabby: Timber! EWeston: I like a candidate you can hang your hat on. johan Amadeus Myjetski: & he had nothing in his hat, nothing up his sleeve Nabby: Pow pow pow EWeston: Pew pew pew DJTweeny: Bye Zooky Nabby: Chow chow chow johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite Zooks! lily: rat atat tat Nabby: Take care Zooky Beet: See ya Zook Nabby: Moogy EWeston: And the old soft shoe shoes for the dead: wazoo Nabby: And the old soft cheese lily: the fleets in shoes for the dead: edam up EWeston: Or a camel johan Amadeus Myjetski: Squizz the cheese whizz llanwydd: I saw them do some of these sketches at Town Hall in NYC in 1981 ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." Nabby: Give me a pack of what I am DJTweeny: This is a great "My Way" parody lol EWeston: Got a 4 oz. nuf here johan Amadeus Myjetski: Kinda a On The Town send up too llanwydd: what's a nuf? Nabby: My way or the highway shoes for the dead: or a liter Nabby: oh about 7 or 8 pounds EWeston: Or a camel jahgust: This should have been their Broadway turn that never was. Ossman really felt it was good enough and mentioned it breifly when I was chatting with him in L.A. back in 2010. lily: Kool Nabby: you got it lily ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:20 PM and Steve-o waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. johan Amadeus Myjetski: Now THAT is an idea that would have chifted us into a different parallel dimension! Nabby: Hug a hydrogen bomb today Cat: yes around the same period ossman told me that too. shoes for the dead: hey Steevo EWeston: A 4 oz. nuf is usually considderred enuf nuf ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" johan Amadeus Myjetski: Firesigns Over Broadway! Nabby: hi S-o ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Cat: i know he was seriously pursueing some sort of nyc stage show in the mid 90s jahgust: I had asked him if any of those shows were video taped and I guess hey weren't that he could remember. lily: too bad it never panned shoes for the dead: persuing or stalking? Beet: You can tell a lot of work went into this one. EWeston: Sample after signing a release kinda thing shoes for the dead: fer shur Seej1982: gore-like... heh heh Glutamoto: bestscene Steve-o: Hi ho daddy-o. Nice room you got here. DJTweeny: Hi Steve Nabby: chop chop Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Phil Proctor’s new video series with Jamie Alcroft - BOOMERS ON A BENCH >> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGz_4vJNLwgFrLR3N0RN1Tw johan Amadeus Myjetski: pahta in da hottub? shoes for the dead: whatever Cat: is there a steve -0 Nabby: thanks Rufus Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “FIGHTING CLOWNS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=fc-ln johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, Styeve-0 jahgust: That's Hot...predicted Paris Hilton as well...talk about trawling the time travel zeitgeist! Seej1982: heh heh lily: take that tooth to pay for that tooth EWeston: Are we hostages! Steve-o: I think so. Maybe. Perhaps. Glutamoto: Sausages ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| captain oilaf - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Zooky Fogg - dead from measles ||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from the common cold ||||||||| marcoshark - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| abnormal - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... EWeston: Start the card game then lily: hare the hair EWeston: Are we hostages! Steve-o: With eyes shoes for the dead: with eyes johan Amadeus Myjetski: the hare that bit you... Nabby: Whose deal is it ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" EWeston: Extra chairs for the sausages with eyes Nabby: Deal with it shoes for the dead: Reagan! lily: aces high Nabby: Ray gun EWeston: Progressive Trumps then? Nabby: Zzzzap! Nabby: Reagan was evil johan Amadeus Myjetski: I keep having visions of Zappa's 'Billy the Mountainin" EWeston: My nose! shoes for the dead: Jacks nodding DJTweeny: If I'd never heard this song before, I'd say, "Mothers Of Invention, Right?" Nabby: The hump backed Jacks ||||||||| Mudhead says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Mudhead exits at 10:27 PM. lily: pick up all that concentrated evil Nabby: The kissing Queens Cat: have you heard my mix of that with firesign, johan? tween played it here recently jahgust: Peter got his wish to have a Rock Band with this album. DJTweeny: and apparently they did know at least a keyboard player for The Mothers johan Amadeus Myjetski: Right, DJT, w/ Flo & Eddy EWeston: The Queen has loost her corsettes llanwydd: sdfghjm,. Nabby: and the Dead Man's Flush Beet: Nite Mud DJTweeny: Yeah, I remember that collage, Cat :) Nabby: rtmvrmhvrphmrvrph Cat: austin was friends with flo and eddy and neighbours with the zappas. used to stash his groupies at the austin's place DJTweeny: johan Amadeus Myjetski: Right, DJT, w/ Flo & Eddy << exactly Nabby: Bbye mud llanwydd: I didn't used to like this album all that much but I like it tonight johan Amadeus Myjetski: YES, Cat, that was sincerely FAB! EWeston: Five Aces under a knife Seej1982: heh DJTweeny: Well, then it all makes sense, Cat Nabby: like blue moss it grows on you DJTweeny: lol llanwydd: I have to admit the music is well produced Glutamoto: Call any vegetable lily: the hanged man oops wrong deck Cat: austin told me that 2 weeks before his death. DJTweeny: oh heck yeah, LL shoes for the dead: like worms on a hot cheeselog EWeston: Go fish! Lil: This song could be Hey Donald DJTweeny: wow Cat Nabby: I just drew a high priestess DJTweeny: bite your tongue, Lil, it may yet be EWeston: I'll paint it if you like Nabby: Camel snot! Cat: sometimes i have felt closer to them than I was supposed to be. shoes for the dead: I drew a moustache on it, Nab Nabby: I like this one ze best I admit Lil: then we'll ask Phil to rewrite it lily: its the humps Nabby: you besmirched it??!! EWeston: What hump? Nabby: oh my my my Nabby: what's the humps? lily: Kool Cat: austin loved to play the guitar Nabby: Oh aphgamistan shoes for the dead: I didn't draw the hump EWeston: I'll paint it if you like Nabby: Camel jahgust: Cat. They were such generous and open folks with the fans that I don't think it was an accident. EWeston: Paul and Patty? Cat: said he wanted to be a musician, not an actor. johan Amadeus Myjetski: Gotta admit - this'd stand up next to Electrician, or Everything You Know... Cat: true, jah. Cat: they cultivated their audience Beet: I must say I felt the same way about this one, llan. I think Phil's intro helped change my mind tonight. jahgust: This was their last great album in their first era! Glutamoto: Peter and Paul Mounds lily: george george george Nabby: lol this is great Cat: i loved their long form works. this is just a collection of cuts, like dear friends. EWeston: All those freckles and blood red hair Cat: nothing wrong with that. Glutamoto: Glotta Glo Nabby: I gave this record to a friend because he didn't have anything for the guys to sign Nabby: i want it back! jahgust: Cat. That I was able to be in touch with them in even a small way is something I cherish and feel so lucky. johan Amadeus Myjetski: Good karma, Nabby! Cat: rightfully sow, jah Glutamoto: Agree Cat -Pliers Rules Cat: so Nabby: Ya there's that shoes for the dead: I have this on Mobile fidility cd DJTweeny: Nabby: I gave this record to a friend because he didn't have anything for the guys to sign << you could always ask Proctor to autograph a CD for ya ::) Seej1982: my dad does too, got it on sale too EWeston: Paul and Patty? DJTweeny: Doobie Bros comment lol DJTweeny: Jeff Baxter plays guitar on this album ;) ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:36 PM, dragging Petesellers by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?" Seej1982: how prophetic... jahgust: Funny that Ossman had the line that he was gonna quit the group...unfortunatly predictive on that one. Cat: i have often told my jeff baxter-gorbachev story here Nabby: I have a copy of Dwarf signed with Phil P's underline of the word After on the rvs (a reference to ia misprint) Cat: yeah he did kinda quit shortly after this album shoes for the dead: smokin gitar lily: turn it up turn it down now up a little Nabby: great guitar yeah Cat: sounds like the Tubes ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Nabby: Kinda does Cat shoes for the dead: turn it up and rip the knob off DJTweeny: lovvvvve lovvvvve lovvvvve, agent orange Cat: White Punks on Dope DJTweeny: Yeah Cat lily: delicis DJTweeny: right Cat ||||||||| At 10:39 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Glutamoto!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... lily: like that shoes ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Cat: I wonder if they knew each other? jahgust: I am sure The Tubes were not unaware of the boyz. Seej1982: youre not alone, youre on the phone.... Cat: Tubes were great friends of SCTV crew EWeston: Paul and Patty? DJTweeny: didn't know that ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Merlyn - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Steve-o - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cat: imagine an SCTV-Firesign collaboration ||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Zooky Fogg', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:40 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... EWeston: Now more than ever! DJTweeny: wb Zooky shoes for the dead: the more now the better johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm still thinking of a Firesign - Flo & Eddy collar! jahgust: Ha! I just watched that SCTV episode they were on playing their current hit! DJTweeny: Syncronicity shoes for the dead: fer shur EWeston: Not in my country club Cat: that happened, johan. shoes for the dead: whatever johan Amadeus Myjetski: Elucidate me, Cat! Zooky Fogg: Just watched the Space Boys float by. I don't get to see launches. At least not yet. Cat: firesign were on theri radio show, which i featured on my collage. also austin was on theri show promoting Roller Maidens but i havent heart that. ||||||||| 10:42 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!" Nabby: Eructate us Cat lily: wow cool llanwydd: didn't realize I was gone DJTweeny: wb LL EWeston: That's illegal in this county Cat: howard kaylan has a large presence on facebook, promoting his endlessy touring Turtles. shoes for the dead: misdemearor here Nabby: only mostly gone lily: check put that cheek in Beet: I like this one. EWeston: The fabric can't take much more mam. Nabby: the fabric of reality? Lil: What's a misdemearor? shoes for the dead: denim llanwydd: what's illegal in what country? DJTweeny: lol Nabby, probably Nabby: yikes EWeston: I think its spandex johan Amadeus Myjetski: Illegal in country music? DJTweeny: Who is Miss Demeanor? lily: who fix that rip Lil: Is that when you leave your mirror at home? llanwydd: spandex isn't illegal in america Nabby: married to Mr. DeMeanor of Hollywood ||||||||| 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: The fabric of da debil Seej1982: unfortunately, the wrong people wear it these days, lol lily: fabric stiffener johan Amadeus Myjetski: This cute little number, DJT, you couldn't believe your thighs, … I mean eyes EWeston: I think its spandex DJTweeny: hehehe shoes for the dead: the fabric of space and thyme ||||||||| 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." Lil: Really? I thought those were the right people Zooky Fogg: And as I notice in my spacing, time is still rolling so thanks again for the moments of destination and pivot. Time to enjoy a fatty. llanwydd: well, I'm getting tired and hungry. time to raid the fridge and go to bed Nabby: with hard water llanwydd: nite folks jahgust: Parsley, Space, Rosemary and Time... Lil: Say hello to your fatty for me EWeston: Nity Lian Nabby: be groovy llan Cat: by llan Seej1982: heh ||||||||| llanwydd is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 10:47 PM. Lil: Night night ||||||||| 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' johan Amadeus Myjetski: LOL, jag! jahgust: Night llan. Zooky Fogg: Yes Maam. jahgust: Night Lil! johan Amadeus Myjetski: bye llan! jahgust: We think Lil will! shoes for the dead: nitey lil Lil: Night ja Lil: Shoes lily: night lil Lil: Night Lily Nabby: Well I must begone! Y'all be good, take care and don't take any wooden nipples! Lil: Nabby EWeston: Think I'll vote for Ban Franklin shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween! ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." Cat: only another tree would appreciate them, nabby Lil: Wonderful show Tweeny jahgust: Thanks again Tweeny! johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite Nabby, sleep well dream out loud Lil: Love ya shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!! EWeston: Nighty for me too. Yes a great time tonight Beet: This was special. Thanks to everyone. Thanks Tween. G' Nite lily: Cat DJTweeny EWeston jahgust johan Amadeus Myjetski Lil lily Nabby Seej1982 shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg it was wonderful thanks for the fun way ||||||||| "10:50 PM? I'm late!" exclaims lily, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. Lil: Night EW ||||||||| Outside, the 10:50 PM downtown bus from Durham pulls away, leaving lily coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Timeghost: 'Night, Tweeny, and thanks for another great evening. ||||||||| EWeston says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, EWeston exits at 10:50 PM. johan Amadeus Myjetski: reet, Beet! Nabby: Whoops away! Cat: off we fly. Lil: Ahhh my favorite sermon DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week :-) See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... ||||||||| 10:50 PM -- Cat left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| Around 10:50 PM, Timeghost walks off into the sunset... johan Amadeus Myjetski: gratitude all around! johan Amadeus Myjetski: Bye! Lil: Byeeeeee ||||||||| Around 10:51 PM, Cat 2 walks off into the sunset... jahgust: night all! DJTweeny: Until last time, again... ||||||||| At 10:52 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| "10:52 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Zooky Fogg, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the brambles. ||||||||| At 10:52 PM, DJTweeny vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! ||||||||| Seej1982 leaves at 10:53 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..." ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Petesellers - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| 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 Vlodko62 disembarks at 10:55 PM. ||||||||| "Hey jahgust!" ... jahgust turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:58 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'TimmMcCoy', just granted probation at 11:05 PM", then leaves hurriedly. TimmMcCoy: I missed all the fun, but checking in just as well. Its hard to be in two places at once. ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Vlodko62 - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Nabby - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Beet - dead from the yaws ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Lil - dead from the common cold ||||||||| lily - dead from the yaws ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| TimmMcCoy - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."
The Evening's Participants:
abnormal
Beet
Bill Ding
Captain Equinox
Cat
CSwitch
DJTweeny
EWeston
Glutamoto
Gorf Squank
Hal O'Dali
jahgust
johan Amadeus Myjetski
late
Lil
lily
llanwydd
marcoshark
Merlyn
Mudhead
Nabby
Petesellers
Qphilo
Rufus_T_Firetween
Seej1982
Shanghai'ed James
shoes for the dead
Steve-o
Timeghost
TimmMcCoy
Woodrow Stool
Zooky Fogg
