||||||||| 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 June 16, 2016 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| DJTweeny bounds in at 7:54 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. ** Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET visit Firesign's web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com' ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Rufus_T_Firetween in through the front door at 7:55 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| At 7:55 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 7:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| 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) 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)' ||||||||| 8:43 PM: Timeghost 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!" DJTweeny: Hi Timeghost ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: warm up music (Elton John) 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)' Timeghost: Salutations! ||||||||| Catherwood ushers ''Bob'' 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. DJTweeny: greetings, Bob ''Bob'': Guten Abend! ||||||||| Adolf Liberace enters at 8:53 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger. ||||||||| cease tiptoes in around 8:56 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." DJTweeny: Hi Aldolf Adolf Liberace: greetingsz DJTweeny: Hi cease ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:57 PM and late as usual, it's rebozoette, just back from Hellmouth." cease: Greetings DJTweeny: Hi rebozoette rebozoette: Bob'' Adolf Liberace cease DJTweeny rebozoette Timeghost hell o all and tweenie you the best rebozoette: hi cat ||||||||| Catherwood enters with EWeston close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:58 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room. Adolf Liberace: "... hotter than Hooker in Heater and hotter than Heater in Hellmouth..." rebozoette: rockin out cease: Suzie EWeston: Evening philidendron rebozoette: hi ew DJTweeny: Hi EW cease: EW EWeston: Lets do the time warp again ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 16, 2016 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" rebozoette: should be playin crocagator rock rebozoette: too soon ||||||||| "9:00 PM? 9:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Beet should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Beet enters and sits in the comfy chair. DJTweeny: ha! that would be nicely tasteless DJTweeny: Hi Beet rebozoette: lol Beet: Howdy evryone. cease: Beet Beet: Hi Dr. Tween rebozoette: Florida has wild life Beet: Hi cease Adolf Liberace: The Crocgator was later quoted as remarking "Get the hell out of my way or I'll eat that fool canoeist over where I need to lay these eggs." cease: This reminds me Austin's school lunch menus Beet: I want to see their warehouse EWeston: Beatster Beet: Hey EW Beet: Holle down there! ''Bob'': HONK HONK! rebozoette: yeah Adolf Liberace: Father brought some great bennies. EWeston: Bob's feeling friskie cease: So true, Tween. Beet: Love your name Adolf rebozoette: still got the deep voice tweenie Adolf Liberace: When does Beulah Balls show up?? ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: Cat Simril Ishikawa’s - “HIGH HEELED FIRESIGNS” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u CHECK OUT CAT’S PLAYS AT >> http://seemreal.com/' Beet: Always dug this song DJTweeny: yeah rebo, still not quite over it DJTweeny: nd still feeling muddle-headed DJTweeny: *and cease: Me too, Beet. Whensomeone posted it on Facebook recently, I decided to make a collage out of it. DJTweeny: but lots better than it was EWeston: The tubes of Stevie Windwood Beet: Health and wholeness to you Mr. Kurt DJTweeny: merci, Beet :) ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Lil close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:05 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the sitting room. Beet: Hi Lil rebozoette: so glad our tweenie is defuddles and deemuddles cease: Hi Lil ||||||||| 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." EWeston: Mz Lil rebozoette: hi lil DJTweeny: Hi Lil, and how are you doing?? Lil: Hi gang Lil: How you feeling Tweeny Lil: LOL Adolf Liberace: ... out of Animal, MO ? DJTweeny: much better, thanks Lil ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." cease: We are indeed, Lil. But not on false shoe shines. Beet: I like to sing along with the baseline. Lil: Well I'll let you know when I figure it out lol cease: I'm high on the real thing. Drugs! Lil: Glad you're better Tweeny DJTweeny: Thanks, Lil :) Adolf Liberace: Identity therapy?? Lil: Good to see you here and hear my good ol' four or five crazy guys EWeston: Ran out of ma ma ma mescolin, got any? ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:08 PM and late as usual, it's Glen, just back from Elmertown." Lil: Yes the drugs do help cease ;-) DJTweeny: Hi Glen cease: Glen Glen: It's all sinkholes and marmosets over here! Adolf Liberace: Which reality? This one? Or that one, over there in a box? Beet: I just cranked this. EWeston: An obvious alies s s s Lil: I know the feeling Glen ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elmer Ho close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:09 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room. Adolf Liberace: Dick Nixon watches L.A. channel 13? The same one Capt. Beefheart did? EWeston: Elmer who? Beet: Howdy Elm cease: Elmer Elmer Ho: How do you flush this damn thing? Adolf Liberace: "Turn it to channel 13 and make me watch the rubber tongue when it comes out." - Beefheart DJTweeny: Hi Elmer EWeston: You put the balls on the other side ||||||||| 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." Elmer Ho: A squid eating dough in a polyethylene bag is Richard Nixon Rufus_T_Firetween: ** If you're on Facebook, you can Like the official Firesign Fan Page here >> https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Firesign-Theatre/282668140208 - and if you’re on Twitter and would like to get official Firesign tweets, follow @FiresignNews - there are also a couple of other unofficial Facebook fan pages at >> Chromium Switch - https://www.facebook.com/groups/50372982074/?ref=br_tf - and Firesign Theatre - https://www.facebook.com/groups/21145641274/ ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv Beet: It's population control! Adolf Liberace: Elmer UNDERSTANDS THE SHOW. Glen: Well, stuff me with honey! Elmer Ho: Got me? rebozoette: it tastes like chicken Adolf Liberace: But what does chicken taste like. Lil: Glad to see some new faces--or names anyway EWeston: Artichokes Adolf Liberace: aha Beet: Other chickens Lil: Am liking this one cat Glen: Doctor Pecker rebozoette: do not touch my platel region Adolf Liberace: OK I'm confused now. His agent saith unto him? EWeston: Give everyone some fried chicken lips Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone some fried chicken lips. Lil: I think chicken tastes like frogs' legs rebozoette: beaks and talons Adolf Liberace: But I ordered chicken faces. ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'llanwydd', just granted probation at 9:13 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Lil: Although I liked your answer better Beet llanwydd: howdy ||||||||| 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!" EWeston: Ah Amphifile eh? cease: I finished this on Sat. night and posted it to facebook the following day for obvious reasons. ||||||||| "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!" cease: LLan Beet: Yo Llan DJTweeny: /me wonders what frogs think Lil's legs taste like DJTweeny: Hi Llan Lil: Thank you Catherwood, tasty ||||||||| Catherwood strides over to Lil and says "Someone mention my name?" EWeston: Llan Lil: OHO Tweeny LOL llanwydd: this reminds me of Caravan Lil: Hi Llan Beet: No one should comment on that one, DJ ||||||||| Merlyn enters at 9:14 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex. Adolf Liberace: Hey... the gas connection was making funny music. cease: The Santana album? Cae out about the same timed. cease: Merl rebozoette: its got a tooth to it EWeston: Merlyn yow Beet: Hi Merl Merlyn: Gac connections from Jupiter llanwydd: oh, it's santana? cool Merlyn: Or maybe gas Lil: Merlyn! DJTweeny: Hi Merlyn EWeston: Good those gac are getting it together Adolf Liberace: Oh. It was merely the Alien Russian Arthur Godfrey. llanwydd: reminds me of 9 Feet Underground by Caravan EWeston: Traffic LLan DJTweeny: Didn't know you were near Daytona, Llan. I was born in DeLand llanwydd: aha. should have recognized winwood rebozoette: I could not be less serious rebozoette: wow llanwydd: you told me once, tween ''Bob'': Srsly? llanwydd: deland is not far from dewater Lil: That's good rebo, the less serious the better DJTweeny: lol Adolf Liberace: There was a crooked man who found a spiral straight line... llanwydd: that traffic track was great. what was it from? EWeston: 22 vets off themselves every day 70% by gun DJTweeny: that's incredibly sad, EW Elmer Ho: Veterans? Or veterinarians? EWeston: The low spark of high heeled boys Llan Beet: Will this country ever wake up? DJTweeny: I have heard that more soldies die by suicide than in battle Adolf Liberace: Veteran veterinarians. ''Bob'': Failing to hear the humor here. llanwydd: thanks, wes. I've got to get that one EWeston: An invisible orlando every 2.2 days llanwydd: I'm pretty close to orlando Adolf Liberace: Betty Jo? I didn't know her as Nancy. I knew her as Clarence. Elmer Ho: Ah veterans. Veterinarians have the highest suicide rate of any medical type profession. Beet: You forgot "laughingstock" Bob Elmer Ho: So I wasnt sure which EWeston: I can see it beeing depressing Elmer llanwydd: I wonder if caravan tried to imitate traffic ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Beet: Nice job, Cat. rebozoette: wonderful thanks cat EWeston: Ditter Cat llanwydd: gumbo! love that Beet: Hello NSA guy. cease: I made this before Orlando. I got the gun stuff at the end from entering "gun violence" in google. Adolf Liberace: But we called the CIA. ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: Phil Austin's “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u check out ROLLER MAIDENS at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln' DJTweeny: quite prescient, cease EWeston: He gooses reel gut cease: Wnated to explore people being shot as something other than in a song, or a firesign album Beet: Their line was busy Adolf Liberace: Oh - NSA intercepted the call and got back to us before Central did. Let's see if DIA can take us instead. ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Ralph ', just granted probation at 9:23 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Nabby close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 9:23 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom. DJTweeny: Hi Ralph DJTweeny: Hi Nabby cease: I've completed 3 more, one of them quite short. cease:Tween can play them over the next few weeks. Beet: Hi Nab DJTweeny: you guys just missed a really good collage :) DJTweeny: yep EWeston: Heya Ralph, an Nabby Nabby: Hey DJT cease: I'm working on some collages for Paul Krassner now. Beet: Hi Ralph Nabby: EW, Beet Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Archives For The FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS can be found at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow Adolf Liberace: Krassner rules. cease: Ralph, Nab DJTweeny: cool, cease Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out David Ossman’s new book “MARSHMALLOWS AND DESPAIR” at www.davidossman.com Nabby: Cheers Cat cease: I've done a bunch of writing with him, but this will be my first audio project ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out the new video series from Phil Proctor and Jamie Alcroft - BOOMERS ON A BENCH >> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGz_4vJNLwgFrLR3N0RN1Tw EWeston: Lotta instruments in The Blue Boys ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Beet: I wouldn't mind seeing Jesus. I have some questions. DJTweeny: lol Beet, like WTF?? Adolf Liberace: At the last supper - who picked up the check? Beet: That's a good one. Nabby: When everything happened in cars.... EWeston: Prachett'd Eric, has some folks who get that chance Beet Beet: I think Judas handled the finances Adolf Liberace: Oh my Satan... is that Cha Cha music in the background? EWeston: 's cease: Shortly after I bought this album, I got the measles. Lil: Who the heck was that guy speaking just before Ossman? Nabby: Great choice tonite Tweener rebozoette: where am us cease: Coulndt go to work, so did some acid instead, and listened to this. Adolf Liberace: I'm here cease: It was the first time I ever didn't dislike country western music. Lil: Who's where Beet: Now hold it over there ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:30 PM, dragging Ralph by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" Adolf Liberace: When's where inside something like Texas or the equivalent EWeston: Mind you that god was half Leopard, half bear, half eagle, half scorpian and half mad. Making 2 and one half homicidal maniacs Beet: I'm traveling to Texas next week. rebozoette: hey where did i go Lil: The horse hotel Beet: Hose Pie and a short stack Adolf Liberace: AZ, NM and TX are rather hot at the moment. EWeston: Metaphysicly absurd. How can I know where you are rebozoette: giddy yap Lil: LOL EW DJTweeny: Adolf, is this your first time here? Lil: The only cold place at the moment is Australia cease: No where at all. EWeston: I'm tapped for yap xanks DJTweeny: Adolf Liberace: AZ, NM and TX are rather hot at the moment. << something like a 105 heat index in Austin Adolf Liberace: No, I use a different fake name with every successive visit cease: I change names often as well. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Phil Proctor’s newsletter “PLANET PROCTOR” at www.planetproctor.com Lil: Well he's not your son anyway Adolf Beet: Have the flood waters abated? Adolf Liberace: Index 105... no wonder my face melted. DJTweeny: lol cease: I was cease for many years but when Austin started to show up, he knew me as Cat. EWeston: Transporting childlike names accross state lines? Adolf Liberace: This is confusing. DJTweeny: Adolf Liberace: Index 105... no wonder my face melted. << sure it wasn't the Owsley Brown? EWeston: The system works Lil: As it should be Nabby: Why cease, Cat? Adolf Liberace: Well, my upper lip is still about a foot long and the blotter stuff wore off about sundown. cease: an abreviation for C. Simril. Beet: lol adolf Nabby: Ahhh I C ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! EWeston: Don't let the day end unstoned rebozoette: o o o o Adolf Liberace: But if the President sits on a stump with blue cheese dressing... during the Ford administration... Nabby: Pork? EWeston: Bad dress sense that ...man rebozoette: sugar fairies with spun chocolate toes Adolf Liberace: That's it. They're talking about the President of Duckberg. Nabby: see them flit Lil: Sounds delightful rebozo EWeston: Tricky traction with chocolate toes Nabby: one of those shuggah fairies just did an Immelmann Adolf Liberace: Rats are distressed by that unannounced harmonica. Beet: Rats are very sensitive. EWeston: Then Immelmann;s brother rebozoette: keep that under your vestage EWeston: Oops I put it under westage Adolf Liberace: Beaners in the basement of the Chrysler building smoking some great stuff?... Nabby: Catherwood give everyone the plague ||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone the plague. EWeston: koff...good stuff ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 9:42 PM, dragging ahhhClem by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?" Nabby: No no no, the plaque cease: speaking of gun suicides, the reason everyone wants his gun is to kill themselves before the plague does. Nabby: Hey ahhhhC Beet: Hi Clem ahhhClem: Hiyall cease: Clem DJTweeny: Hi Clem Adolf Liberace: Suicide by plaque? rebozoette: its all knee jerk EWeston: I don't care about your gums, or where they shop Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE ” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln Adolf Liberace: Ok, so we need a plaque bullet. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Don’t forget to tell your Firehead friends about our little soireé. Let’s get lots and lots of folks in here! Nabby: we need soft weapons! ahhhClem: The first bit of "Roller Maidens..." that I ever heard was the song "Switchblade Pitchforks," heard on WAER-FM in the Syracuse/Rome/Oswego area in the spring of '74 EWeston: I had a plaque buffay Elmer Ho: Where did everybody go? Nabby: and plenty of funny foam DJTweeny: lots of great music on this album Adolf Liberace: It may be good fried. rebozoette: over rated brain damage ahhhClem: Oh well....they come, they go. cease: To the moon, elmer EWeston: I use it to protect my desk from my head rebozoette: ew EWeston: It works! Elmer Ho: Roller Maidens was pretty good but the Ethyl and Regular stuff got old pretty quick rebozoette: ball peen the new weapon of choice ahhhClem: Which FST-related LP's record-store promo poster had all the FST/P&B/& FST-related album covers along the bottom of it? Nabby: glue the moon what? Nabby: you can't say peen on the internet Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln EWeston: But you can say spirtze rebozoette: lol
Nabby is not insane. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign Cheese Log, the archive of our weekly chat sessions - http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs/indexx.html rebozoette: rubber mallet Adolf Liberace: Hmm. Let's try to raise the FCC analysts. spirtze peen spirtze peen spirtze peen peen peen peen
rebozoette is not sane cease: which elvis tune is this? ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" EWeston: Lignum vitae please DJTweeny: never been much of an Elvis fan Beet: Rockin tune cease: me neither, that's why i asked. Nabby: What? Elmer Ho: nylon stocking rebozoette: wooden eye EWeston: Let me go Blubber? Elmer Ho: hair lip EWeston: Clean up Armenia Nabby: son of blubber? Elmer Ho: city in the sky Nabby: hair eye ow! EWeston: Heart Break Theme Park Adolf Liberace: And that blasted blast!
Nabby gives you the hairy eyeball--yes you! ||||||||| 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." Elmer Ho: across from the Subgenius Abusement Park EWeston: She had nine buttons on her night gown, but she could only fascinate ahhhClem: Hmmmm...that must explain the Exorcist Green shirt I was wearing today....or not... Nabby: I love subgenius samwidges Adolf Liberace: I'll check Nhee Ghee's New Parks Map. cease: Doug Kerhsaw? EWeston: Yee haw!! Nabby: my kinda beet cease: cajnu singer, fiddler rebozoette: pickle that
annel 85, and dig the programming from Fred & Clark ...ttyl!
DJTweeny has mixed Doug Kershaw live
Nabby does the slow foot hop. ahhhClem: Time to dial in Channel 85 here... Adolf Liberace: Sound Reinforcement is a demanding gig. cease: wow,tween Lil: I love pickles Nabby: Neato Tween DJTweeny: was at a 2000 seat country music hall in Indiana back in the 80's Nabby: Hey Lil DJTweeny: was house soundman Adolf Liberace: That's what we need. A pickle bullet. Lil: especially if they have chocolate toes with sprinkles on them Lil: Hi there Nabby Adolf Liberace: Same fire station. Got it. Nabby: two pickles can power a flashlight rebozoette: sandwich that for later EWeston: I has a restraining order from some flavin Lil: lol Nabby: (heehee not really) Lil: I am swooning with impressiveness Tweeny EWeston: Challenging reality again? DJTweeny: Nabby: two pickles can power a flashlight << maybe if the cucumbers were grown next to Fukishima Nabby: lol Lil: bummer ||||||||| 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 Catgerwood plummets into the garden at 9:57 PM. Adolf Liberace: Now if there was a flashlight that fired pickles... DJTweeny: Lil: I am swooning with impressiveness Tweeny << was a very long time ago ;), but I did meet most of the big names from Nashville at the time DJTweeny: Hi Catger Lil: fried pickles? ||||||||| 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 The Butler gets out at 9:58 PM. DJTweeny: Hi Butler EWeston: The rats would square dance Adolf Liberace: Fried radioactive pickles would be a payload that would certainly confuse the enemy. Lil: I would hope so lol EWeston: He did it, great! Nabby: every cucumber is loaded with tangy Strontium 90 Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “ROLLER MAIDENS FROM OUTER SPACE” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=rm-ln rebozoette: cukes gone dilly Lil: I prefer dill to strontium 90 EWeston: Sell by date equals its half life Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out David Ossman’s new book “MARSHMALLOWS AND DESPAIR” at www.davidossman.com Nabby: (with Cobalt 60 dip) Lil: lol Nabby: Me too Lil Adolf Liberace: It would keep their analysis labs busy for months trying to figure out why we were lobbing irradiated fat fried vegetables at troop movements... DJTweeny: lol ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Lil: ROTFL Adolf Beet: Do Muslims eat fried food? EWeston: I'll just whip out my pocket gamma spectrum anaylser Adolf Liberace: I was thinking of the North Koreans. Lil: That was a mouthful and makes a great quote ||||||||| Catherwood leads Johan Amadeus Myjetski into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 10:01 PM, then departs. DJTweeny: Hi Johan EWeston: They can get their own Strontium 90 Beet: Hey, JAM Lil: Hi JAM DJTweeny: Adolf Liberace: I was thinking of the North Koreans. << you think maybe they make radioactive Kimchi? EWeston: Its a new app ||||||||| 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!" Lil: Welcome to parallel hell Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Wouldn't you know it - right under a porridge bird - yuck! cease: Jam Adolf Liberace: Wait for a half life of a few days and with hummus, no problem. EWeston: Jaming agin EWeston: Keep it in a lead lined reffer till then Beet: Fried cous cous Lil: I prefer artichokes in my chemical fried pickle dip Adolf Liberace: I had some Kimchi the other day that irradiated ME. EWeston: Thermex? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi cease, EW, DJT, & all! Hope you're feeling better DJT! rebozoette: catherwood please hand out pickle jars to everyone ||||||||| Catherwood gets out pickle jars to everyone. EWeston: It won't let go of my hand! Lil: Yay a prize!! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Why Catherwood, this is a pickle! ||||||||| Catherwood steps over to Johan Amadeus Myjetski and queries "Did you want something?" EWeston: Watch that comma Johan Amadeus Myjetski: uh, no, uh, thank you Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Johan Amadeus Myjetski and yells "My ears are burning..." DJTweeny: catherwood, please give everyone some atomic pickles ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone some atomic pickles. rebozoette: don EWeston: This this pickle is, carbonated! Lil: LOL this has become quite a pickle rebozoette: don't spank it Johan Amadeus Myjetski: seemy smile Adolf Liberace: But according to the Pickle Carbonation Control Treaty of 1986... rebozoette: catherewood everyone need jars for their pickles EWeston: Turn me in to the society for the prevention of crulety to pickles DJTweeny: genius, they way they turned see me smile into a suggestion of zeih heil Beet: Confused and happy. Great combination. Elmer Ho: squeak squeak Lil: LOL Adolf Liberace: Those guys don't play around Elmer Ho: Confusion, like virtue, is its own reward. Lil: I'll buy that Elmer Ho: Someone famous once said that. Adolf Liberace: Pick up an extra carton today! EWeston: Other than a mean game of crokette, no Lil: Confucious? EWeston: Wise guy Beet: Great album. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I kicked my two ghurkin a day habit with ____ & ____. Nabby: Weirdly cool Beet: Don't forget Rocky. Adolf Liberace: Lawn mower tires and Whistler's Mother. Lil:Tweeny your voice has changed ||||||||| New notice: '** WE REMEMBER PHIL AUSTIN ** Currently playing – from the Box Of Danger collection “THE CASE OF THE MISSING GENERAL” ** 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u BOX OF DANGER >> https://www.shoutfactory.com/music/spoken-word/the-firesign-theatre-s-box-of-danger-the-complete-nick-danger-casebook' ||||||||| 10:09 PM: George Stevens 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!" DJTweeny: getting over a very bad and persistent cold, Lil cease:Tweeny, I want you to play my first collage Peace Pipe next week. cease: Ever since hearin gthe song Peace Pipe in duckman episode, i thought the tune originl, thus not an inspiration for austin A Shadow Moves Lil: Sounds like you're leaving adolescence lol DJTweeny: send me an email reminder, OK Cat? EWeston: Hah! nobodie's named George Stevens! Nabby: Phil Ossman is my favorite, and Peter Proctor too but who's Peggy? DJTweeny: Hi George George Stevens: I am, and so's my wife! cease: then i learn from carlin that it was a 1947 fred astaire flick, so austin would have heard it. EWeston: Fred's peggy Nabby: Hey GS Lil: Who's Peter Proctor? cease: my collage is an exploration of that. Lil: did he pick some pickled peppers? George Stevens: Hiya, Tween. Hope you feel better :( rebozoette: am last but not last Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Geo! DJTweeny: my second adolesscence, moving into geriatricdom Nabby: Probably DJTweeny: much better, thanks George Adolf Liberace: Wasn't George Stevens an actor? Like, in Now, Voyager? Bedtime for Bonzo? Lil: or pepper some pickles Beet: Hiya George. Lil: yeah you and me both lol Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “BOX OF DANGER: The Complete Nick Danger Casebook” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod-rv Ralph: Eat 'em, wipe 'em off, and eat 'em again rebozoette: pack it lil pack it George Stevens: Evening, Beet! cease: will do, tween. its good to play at this time because it was austin's first piece as part of the firesign theatre. Nabby: Catherwood give everyone peppered pickles in flashlights ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone peppered pickles in flashlights. rebozoette: yum EWeston: Drops some ghost pepper oil in to the mix Nabby: turn on and tune in EWeston: It ate through the spoon! DJTweeny: sounds good, cease George Stevens: Alright, I'll bite -- What about MY pickle? Adolf Liberace: No, it was probably the Broadway musical version of World Order by Kissinger... cease: austin, bergman and ossman we WAY into "Indian" themed radio since 66 at KPFK cease: Shadow derives from that. EWeston: Now living in Zanzabar Nabby: pepper ectoil DJTweeny: no doubt about Shadow Adolf Liberace: That flute music outro was truly horrible. ||||||||| 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!" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: right. the Shadow knows…. EWeston: Must not be Italian Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Don’t forget to tell your Firehead friends about our little soireé. Let’s get lots and lots of folks in here! EWeston: I thought Cradensa knew Nabby: ol' shadow nose Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Like a sundial, Nabby! Nabby: lol EWeston: Mine always look like a deformed rabbit Adolf Liberace: My computer just changed into a radio. Nabby: Facetime EWeston: Did it leave change DJTweeny: the magic of the airwaves, Adolf Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ye olde time machine-thingy Adolf Liberace: Cool. It's tuned to L.A. - which is odd since the Rockies are in the way... Beet: With knobs? Nabby: four quarters and an undulating slug rebozoette: am I the only one hearing this Nabby: what? Adolf Liberace: No knobs. Rats. Beet: Ah rebozoette: where? Nabby: who? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Well, twiddle your rats then, AL Beet: what? Nabby: the three who are one Nabby: why? Lil: The dog is licking my leg lol ||||||||| New notice: '** WE REMEMBER PHIL AUSTIN ** Currently playing – from the Box Of Danger collection “THE THREE FACES OF AL” ** 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u BOX OF DANGER >> https://www.shoutfactory.com/music/spoken-word/the-firesign-theatre-s-box-of-danger-the-complete-nick-danger-casebook' rebozoette: when? Lil: guess it tastes like 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!" EWeston: The cat is scratching my leg, Owww1 Adolf Liberace: And we're back to where we started... see everybody next time! I'll bring the simulated chicken. Beet: a dick on the door? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The cool kiss at the end of a wet dog, eh, Lil? DJTweeny: Lil: The dog is licking my leg lol <||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Nabby: the eel is electrocuting my *bleep* Adolf Liberace: As long as it's not a dick IN the door. EWeston: I'll bring the 39 wt, bye adolf Beet: ouch ||||||||| "Hey Adolf Liberace!" ... Adolf Liberace turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:21 PM, I don't have to go yet!"... Lil: and the fried pickles? rebozoette: burb on burb off EWeston: Naughty eel Nabby: they just up and jump on ya, you know Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite, AL c u next time! cease: i cant scratch. my nails are too short Lil: rats he missed my fried pickle order EWeston: Scratch him behind the ears rebozoette: burb on burb off George Stevens: Nite Johan Beet: I need a pair of big tips. rebozoette: burb on burb off Lil: Byeee JAM Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I used to not be able to scratch. But then, I got two turntables and a microphone, and... George Stevens: Dangerous phrasing, Beet EWeston: Two tin cans and a string? Lil: lol Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out the new video series from Phil Proctor and Jamie Alcroft - BOOMERS ON A BENCH >> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGz_4vJNLwgFrLR3N0RN1Tw rebozoette: loops EWeston: Try a barrel roll Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out David Ossman’s new book “MARSHMALLOWS AND DESPAIR” at www.davidossman.com George Stevens: Barrel roll ... Very good with mustard rebozoette: root beer barrel EWeston: Good pickled too Beet: shooting crickets George Stevens: Gesundheit! EWeston: Watch out they can stampede EWeston: Now the crickets play the pickle barrel poka George Stevens: Jimminy! Nabby: spool Nabby: Watch Deadbeat it's stupidly cool Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Ah! I've fought my way back up to the land of the living, or, something like it EWeston: But whose bubble wrap? George Stevens: He's coming around! EWeston: Stick your leg outm and giggle rebozoette: oh I needed that Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Bubble Rap is a dancer at a… gentleman's club rebozoette: mr magorium EWeston: Opens for Verbatum Compliance ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:33 PM, dragging NancyKat by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" EWeston: A very disiplined performer Beet: Bush kisser? Beet: Nancy! NancyKat: Madre de Oleo Margerine! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: At her cervix, Beet? EWeston: That's NanCee NancyKat: BEET! cease: Fellow Feline Nabby: Hi Nancy Beet: It was in the script rebozoette: fanadango the fan dancer NancyKat: Johan-I don't even know beet that well...yet...loljk DJTweeny: Hi NancyKat NancyKat: nabby-Hows it going? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: LOL! NancyKat: cease-Meow. yes. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hiya Nancy! Nabby: all's well enough I trust you are groovy NK NancyKat:tweenman-It's good to be here...good to be anywhere these days... Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “BOX OF DANGER: The Complete Nick Danger Casebook” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod-rv NancyKat: *Raises a glass to Regnad kcin* DJTweeny: and we's glad to have ya, Nancy :) EWeston: well this is anywhere Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm a lumberjack, & I'm okay! NancyKat: Nabby-I took ALL the uppers... EWeston: What out for that marmoset! NancyKat: EWeston-Anytown USA? rebozoette: I'll drink to somethin EWeston: Got muh guitar to prove eet Johan Amadeus Myjetski: DJT - It's amazing how polished these shorts come across. They sound as though they've come from one of their major releases. NancyKat: Johan-Polished Shorts? Or Matzo balls of steel? cease: they put the same amount of work and intelligence into them all Johan Amadeus Myjetski: ROTFLOL, Nancy! DJTweeny: Nick Danger: The Three Faces of Al - https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tfoa Lil: JAM I thought it was the other way around ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" DJTweeny: good one, Nancy Nabby: LOLFTOR? EWeston: Matzo shorts polished daily by the siderial light Nabby: fnord Lil: No LOL EWeston: Flarn NancyKat: NARF! Lil: that they put their polished bits into the major recordings Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Sidereal Pisces, tropical Aries… I'm okay, so stop slapping me! Lil: Is that you Sandy? EWeston: With a muffled oath! EWeston: doupromizetotellthetruththe wholetruthand nothingbutthe truth Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I wonder where Hope is... rebozoette: slow leak EWeston: Utah Beet: Next to Ruth Nabby: whatever happened to Utah Ruth DJTweeny: 'foo young to die' lol EWeston: It won't stay there Nabby: lol Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The malapropos in this one are superb! Nabby: What? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: malaprops Nabby: Pork? EWeston: Keepa eye onna state ||||||||| New notice: '** THANKS FOR LISTENING, ALL! ** Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, 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 Listen to my show archives and ARCHIVES FOR FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow' Nabby: I use no props! EWeston: They rana way rebozoette: cue u cease: i dont dance EWeston: I use a spotter Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The little Monkey is right NancyKat: There ain't room in this incarnation for all of our Regenerations! Nabby: funny little monkey rebozoette: in order to dance you must eat your corns EWeston: And miss Demeaner is left NancyKat: Funny Funky Leetle Meenkey? Nabby: lol DJTweeny: cease: i dont dance << Tweeny gets out his 6-shooter EWeston: A the six's cower Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Davey & Ziggy both got the girls - the scripts were written that way Nabby: Hoppin' Mad rebozoette: fire heads where are the fire feet EWeston: Due ex corks NancyKat: rebozoette-Under Lt. Bradshaw? Beet: This was a good one. Had a great time. Great collage, Cat. Thanks everyone. Great job Tween. Feel better. G'Nite. EWeston: Goodum appy weirdness everbody Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Thanks for the laughs everyone! Feel better soon, DJT! Nite! Merlyn: tanks again, panzertween Nabby:http://i.ebayimg.com/00/s/MTMwNVg3Njg=/z/S7MAAOSwDuJWy6YS/$_57.JPG Nabby:Tween you rock DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week :-) See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation... cease: More to come NancyKat: Night all! *HUGGS* DJTweeny: lol Merlyn rebozoette: Beet cease DJTweeny EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski Lil Nabby NancyKaingt nite and thanks cat and tweenie krrp gettin bedda cease: Yeah, all health to you, Tween. DJTweeny: been feeling like I got run over by a tank, Merlyn :/ Nabby: Later everyone cease: And everyone else. Lil: Hot liquids Tweeny Lil: Take care rebozoette DJTweeny: and cold Lone Stars ;) cease: lots of vitamin C Lil: CYa Nabby, cease DJTweeny: yeah, been taking lots of vitamins Lil: if you must but hot toddies are the ticket lol DJTweeny: and doubling-up on the C suppliments Nabby: Bye Lil Nabby: Night Merl & Rufus Lil: Night all, great show Lil: Be well all Lil: Love y'all DJTweeny: you to, Lil DJTweeny: *too ||||||||| At 10:57 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted! Nabby: Beet, Ct, NK, NK, JAM, EW, Lil and reboz take care cease: next week, all. ||||||||| cease says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, cease exits at 10:57 PM. Lil: JAM, Merl, NancyKat and I am off Lil: Thanks Tweeny DJTweeny: yw :) Rufus_T_Firetween: Until last time, again... ||||||||| Catherwood says "10:58 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Rufus_T_Firetween by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| DJTweeny is kicked out just as the clock strikes 10:58 PM. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| NancyKat - 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.. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 1:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Timeghost - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 2:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| George Stevens - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 2:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 2:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 2:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| rebozoette - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 3:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| The Butler - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 3:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| EWeston - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 3:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Catgerwood - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 3:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Beet - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 4:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| ahhhClem - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 4:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Lil - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| 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:
''Bob''
Adolf Liberace
ahhhClem
Beet
cease
DJTweeny
Elmer Ho
EWeston
George Stevens
Glen
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
Lil
llanwydd
Merlyn
Nabby
NancyKat
Ralph
rebozoette
Rufus_T_Firetween
Timeghost
