Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
12/01/2016

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||||||||| 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 December 01, 2016 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Rufus_T_Firetween', just granted probation at 7:11 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| DJTweeny sneaks in around 7:38 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| 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 enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers George Stevens inside, makes a note of the time (8:34 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| 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)'
DJTweeny: Hi George
George Stevens: Ah, no audio yet. OK. Thought I'd finally gone deef or sumpin'.
George Stevens: Hiya Master Tween
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Ralph in through the front door at 8:37 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Ralph: (tap tap) is this on?
DJTweeny: Hi Ralph
DJTweeny: music starts in a few minutes
George Stevens: Ralph, you ol' spoilsport. Evening!
Ralph: hi DJ
Ralph: hello, friend..........
Ralph: i forgot that it was Thursday until just now
DJTweeny: glad you remembered :)
Ralph: this will be very helpful
George Stevens: Either of yinz guys know when some of the new books Taylor has mentioned might be coming out?
DJTweeny: Yes kids, it's that time again...
DJTweeny: Taylor said he'll be coming on to the radio show next week to talk to us about the new products :)
Ralph: i happen to have just the thing for this...........
George Stevens: Cool. Thanks for the heads-up.
George Stevens: I provided him with some scans of some old fanzines he was looking for - can't wait to see the final product.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign Archivist TAYLOR JESSEN will be joining us next week to talk about the new DVD and other releases for The Firesign Theatre :-)
DJTweeny: cool, George
||||||||| Alvarado sneaks in around 8:43 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
Currently playing: warm up music (Lyle Lovett & His Large Band)
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 Alvarado
George Stevens: It was my supreme pleasure. Jeez, how can we ever repay him for DOMM?
Alvarado: Hey Tweeny!
Alvarado: First timer here
George Stevens: Where's Pico?
Alvarado: Over the ridge
Alvarado: Still shottin reds and yellows
DJTweeny: Yeah, DOMM is an amazing compilation
||||||||| 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!"
George Stevens: Whistle Rind on the Bacon Front?
Alvarado: They never come up into the hills....
George Stevens: Damn!
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:49 PM and late as usual, it's EWeston, just back from Seattle."
DJTweeny: Hi EW
George Stevens: Hola EW
EWeston: Evening, and dark too Tweeny, rufus, George and Alvarado
George Stevens: Ha! Nino has me in Brooklyn. Only 250 miles off.
EWeston: A little westernish swing the eve.
Alvarado: Wow, these intro messages came straight out of an Interactive Fiction game!
George Stevens: Bob Wills?
Alvarado: Howdy, EW!
Ralph: Anybody hear like the War on Drugs?
EWeston: Whazz real Alvarado
George Stevens: I hear it real good, Ralph.
Alvarado: Sure, especially 'cuz my side won...
EWeston: Lyle Lovett per the header the name I couldn't think of
Alvarado: If you catch my meaning, if you get my drift!
DJTweeny: Prohibiton 2.0 is an abomination
George Stevens: This Side, orThe Other Ide?
Ralph: They are a really great band
EWeston: Drifting NE pointed in a southerly direction
George Stevens: Can't put the genieback in the bottle, Tween. They'll learn quick.
||||||||| 8:55 PM: not Ed jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| Beet enters at 8:55 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Beet: Sweet sounds from Texas
Beet: Howdy everyone
EWeston: Existencial crisis avoided
||||||||| 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!"
Alvarado: Wait 'til he puts that pony on his boat
George Stevens: Hey Beet.
Ralph: you can leave your hat on
Beet: Hey George
EWeston: Or how his wife hates what he does
Alvarado: And you know what I like to do in my hat....
George Stevens: Check please?
Beet: You do something with your hat?
EWeston: Don't forget to tip your waiter
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
DJTweeny: Hi Beet, not Ed
Beet: Howdy Dr Tween
EWeston: How is the all weather Beet this evening
Beet: Hot sounds from Ltle's hot band
Beet: Greetings, EW
DJTweeny: Yes indeedie :)
Beet: Lyle's
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 01, 2016 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| 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 rebozoette falls out at 9:00 PM.
DJTweeny: Hi rebozoette
||||||||| Outside, the 9:00 PM uptown bus from Flint pulls away, leaving shoes for the dead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
EWeston: Mz ette
rebozoette: Alvarado Beet DJTweeny EWeston George Stevens not Ed Ralph hi every bodies and tweeny thanks for the laughs
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
shoes for the dead: Howdy
EWeston: And we got our sole back
Beet: rebozoette graces us with her presence.
Beet: Hi shoes
rebozoette: hi ew hows things
shoes for the dead: from Dover
rebozoette: I been a lurkin beet
rebozoette: how ya feelin shoes
EWeston: Back to work on my bass project, maybe done next month, maybe I'll still have some hair
Ralph: hiya reba
shoes for the dead: ok roboz
rebozoette: hi ralph
rebozoette: hello
||||||||| 9:02 PM: Lil jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
rebozoette: hi lil
shoes for the dead: won't know till the next PET scan in a few weeks
EWeston: Lil this is worker squeeking
Beet: Hi Lil
||||||||| Outside, the 9:03 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving cat coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
Beet: That'll be interesting
Beet: Hi cat
shoes for the dead: the cat slinks in
rebozoette: hope it goe well shoes
EWeston: The cat came back
Lil: Hi rebozo, hey shoes, Beet, EW, all you bozos
||||||||| New notice: '** WE’RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
Currently playing – from the Box Of Danger collection “NICK DANGER MEETS E.T.” **
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'
DJTweeny: Hi cat, Lil
Ralph: Hello, Lil
rebozoette: hi cat how ya doing
Lil: Hi Tweeny dearie, Ralph, cat
Lil: glad you're better cat
cat: i'm still here
DJTweeny: still here is good, cat :)
EWeston: True, he's not over there.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “BOX OF DANGER: The Complete Nick Danger Casebook” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod-rv
cat: much beter thanks to you, rebo. i was sick longer than usual
shoes for the dead: that lone dates this
Beet: Hope everyone maintains good health
cat: sorry folk,s, not energetic enough to make new colagfe for rthis week
shoes for the dead: line
||||||||| "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!"
Ralph: having conexion probs with this website
rebozoette: oh sorry cat its going round here too glad you are better
cat: i couldnt eat for a few days. not a good thing.
DJTweeny: not good at all :/
Ralph: and you see, here we are.............
shoes for the dead: not good, Cat
Beet: Winter plays hell with all of us
DJTweeny: especially with you being such a conniseur
EWeston: A HaH!
cat: better now.
||||||||| 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."
Lil: true dat Beet
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
cat: when one doesnt eat, one gets weaker
rebozoette: ugh my back has been fitzy
DJTweeny: was 68, sunny and breezy in Austin today ;)
cat: one can decend into madness
Lil: fitzy?
shoes for the dead: got snow here
EWeston: Delirium, its not just a word
cat: lol
rebozoette: ya know not fotsy
shoes for the dead: it's a way of life
EWeston: Glod willing
rebozoette: a way way
Ralph: watching Tame Impala vids on youtube while listening here
||||||||| Elayne steps in at 9:11 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Lil: ah of course rebo lol
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Ralph: hiya Lyane
EWeston: Yow Elayne
cat: our founder has showed up
Ralph: Layne
rebozoette: lol lil
cat: hi el
rebozoette: lol
shoes for the dead: they can explainthis stuff?
rebozoette: hi e
Beet: Were any of the guys find of alcoholic libations?
Ralph: my tongue is preceding my reputation
Lil: Hi Elayne
shoes for the dead: hey El
cat: did y'all know Elayne started this chat?
Beet: Fond of
Beet: Hi Elayne
||||||||| New notice: '** WE’RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
Currently playing – from the Box Of Danger collection “FRAME ME PRETTY” **
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'
cat: beet, a sober Firesign is almost imaginary.
DJTweeny: Hey E
Alvarado: We owe her a debt of gratitude
Ralph: just so you know, Bacardi Gold rum is really good with tropical fruit juice
rebozoette: thnaks e
Elayne: Cat, I think everyone knows by now. :) A simple "happy early birthday" will suffice.
Elayne: And don't forget David's birthday next Tuesday.
EWeston: There was an item today about a 110 proof beer
DJTweeny will remember that, Ralph
cat: Lol el
Ralph: Burly Hathday to you then, Elayne
Beet: I'm glad to hear, cat
Ralph: Hapthday
Elayne: And of course we remember Peter whose birthday would have been this past Tuesday.
DJTweeny: 100 proof beer?? yipes
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Ralph: yes Peter
EWeston: My fellow Sagitarian's, shootem straight!
Elayne: Sagittarians all.
cat: i hope his daughter is well
DJTweeny: RIP Peter
EWeston: Couple thousand a bottle
Elayne: Sorry I missed Thanksgiving. Did y'all play "Pass the Indian Please" Tweeny?
Ralph: that's me!!
shoes for the dead: beer goggles that blind
cat: without peter this would be a much poorer world
Ralph: that's me!!
Ralph: Mine is on Saturday
shoes for the dead: happy, Ralph
DJTweeny: Elayne: Sorry I missed Thanksgiving. Did y'all play "Pass the Indian Please" Tweeny? << it was part of an OZ broadcast I played, E
rebozoette: happy pre birthday ralph
EWeston: I'm up for numero 66 Monday
DJTweeny: OZ podcast "Independence From America Day"
Elayne: Happy early birthday to you as well, Ralph and EWeston!
cat: Canada Thanksgiving is in Oct.
Ralph: There's Organ Leroy, on his organ again...
Beet: Lotsa birthdays. Have Happy ones everyone.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign Archivist TAYLOR JESSEN will be joining us next week to talk about the new DVD and other releases for The Firesign Theatre :-)
shoes for the dead: happy to you too, EW
rebozoette: happy birthday ew and e
EWeston: And back at you all
Alvarado: I cannot see
Alvarado: Look out for me
Elayne: Oh Tween, that sounds great, looking forward to greeting Taylor again!
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Archives For The FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS can be found at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
Ralph: Pthank you E
EWeston: We'll get the posters up shortely
Rufus_T_Firetween: Last week's show archived at the above link, E
Elayne: In case anyone follows Britcoms, Andrew Sachs just passed away, age 86.
cat: is there a place to hear phil's interview on election day, tween?
Elayne: Poor thing battled dementia for four years, so I suppose it's a mercy.
DJTweeny: It's on the same page, cat
cat: is it there?
DJTweeny: All my interviews are in a separate section below the archives postings. Just scroll down...
EWeston: He was in fine form.
rebozoette: sad day for manwell
cat: can you post the url here now?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Archives For The FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS can be found at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
Alvarado: Just ordered the Box of Danger - can't wait!
Rufus_T_Firetween: just scroll down that page to the Interviews section
DJTweeny: cool Alvarado :)
Beet: Box of Danger is wonderful.
cat: Tis
EWeston: You are there too!
Ralph: hahahahahahahaha
cat: you think people listen to this in their cars?
Ralph: not any more they don't
DJTweeny: would make some good drive-time listening
Alvarado: Listen to the fidelity on that FM, though
shoes for the dead: or a long rroad trip
Ralph: Duluth???
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out David Ossman’s new book “MARSHMALLOWS AND DESPAIR” at www.davidossman.com
EWeston: Heavy on the organ
rebozoette: whole toads
cat: i asked proc what he thought of austin's old detective series and he told me it was good listeing for along drive thrtough the desert
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
Alvarado: Tieera del Fuego, methinks
EWeston: That's a long trip for an organ
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out the entire FIRESIGN THEATRE CATALOG at https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/montage.html
shoes for the dead: you have to pull out all the stops
DJTweeny: *rimshot*
Ralph: incredible
Lil: I prefer to drive through the dessert
EWeston: Vox Dia too?
Ralph: Another loser in the Tricia Quiz
Ralph: rivia
cat: may the god of chocolate rain upon you, lil
EWeston: Ah Riva
Alvarado: She should've taken the Bag
Ralph: you should see these Tame Impala videos
rebozoette: watch your shoelaces
Lil: Dive through the dessert I mean. Thanks cat LOL
shoes for the dead: I thought it was a Nixon jpke
Ralph: Brain me pretty?
shoes for the dead: joke
cat: evey time you tie your shoes, you make a call
Ralph: the Flushing bride?
Alvarado: Bradshaw?
EWeston: And they sell your number to telemarketers
Alvarado: It's like the hot kiss at the end of a wet fist
rebozoette: lace em is ya got em
DJTweeny: 1979 - hence the 'iron maiden' Thatcher ref
EWeston: Chantily Lace. Up against the wall
rebozoette: gam glam
cat: speaknfg of walls
Alvarado: Marcel Marceau? Sigh...
cat: in 69 i ilved in ottawa, doing radio. but in tv there was a show called UP Against the Wall
cat: And they playted the JeffAir tune on TV. UP against the wall, motherfuckers.
cat: this is in our nation's capital.
cat: that is free speach.
EWeston: Good for them
cat: i was a part of the wave of radical radio in the late 60s, early 70s with the Firesighs
cat: it must continue. though my speeling doesn help much
Lil: lol cat
EWeston: Way to few owners these days. Even fewer of them sane.
shoes for the dead: your typing sucks too
cat: lol
Ralph: What are those people LAUGHING ??at
rebozoette: u
EWeston: There we are again
rebozoette: me?
Beet: Too bad there's no video to go with this
cat: yeah my fingers work as well as you'd expect.
Ralph: come here and say that reba
rebozoette: start the regime
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
EWeston: I'm just taking Dave's word for it.
rebozoette: hahaha
cat: as long as brain works
Lil: they're laughing at his organ
rebozoette: dave man hes not here
Ralph: klep klep klep
EWeston: The decorations are a bit edgy
rebozoette: box of stranger dingles
shoes for the dead: jefferson owl
||||||||| Catherwood ushers PrincipalPoop inside, makes a note of the time (9:37 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Ralph: a quarter pound of owl???
Beet: It's embarrassing when someone laughs at your organ
cat: hi poop
shoes for the dead: hey PP
EWeston: Ephonius dangles we used to call them
DJTweeny: Hi PrincP
Lil: he's used to it
Beet: Howdy Poop
EWeston: Hey Pooper
PrincipalPoop: hey all, and rufus
cat: particularly if it's the wrong colour
Lil: it's you Poop!
EWeston: We used to call them Fred
rebozoette: hi poop
cat: the love of your e-life
PrincipalPoop: i did not know you were british cat
rebozoette: tingle tetris
Lil: is it you Poop?
cat: we use brit sprring in canada.
PrincipalPoop: how can I tell or should i?
cat: cant fuckn type. but that is a given
PrincipalPoop: ah yes, british columbia, the gem of the ocean
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Suspense can be fun
cat: its realy prety here, but it is also really prety wherever you are
PrincipalPoop: and called what fred? I am too lazy to check the cheese log
EWeston: Miscelanioua dingles, but they never come anyway
rebozoette: cut the jibs
||||||||| 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!"
Lil: stumped me Poop
cat: how's it going, poop?
PrincipalPoop: prove you are the real lil lil
Lil: wait, are you drooling?
PrincipalPoop: i don't know yet how it is going, but it is going
cat: bettr than not going
Ralph: Terminal creed
PrincipalPoop: yes, when you have to get out and push
PrincipalPoop: not so easy is it lil, now the glove is on the other foot
Beet: Anybody remember these hats that say "Firehead" on them and then "Squeeze the Wheez?. I just found mine.
EWeston: Cap gun sound effect?
Ralph: laughing uncontrollably
DJTweeny: sounds like fun, Beet
PrincipalPoop: cool, where was it beet?
Lil: wow Beet
Beet: In my storage unit
Lil: playin' rough eh Poop
PrincipalPoop: it is all fun, until someone gets hurt
Ralph: you people are merciless
Lil: indeed
PrincipalPoop: french for thankless
shoes for the dead: Ruthless too
Beet: That was fun
rebozoette: yah
EWeston: I'm Elsidless as well
PrincipalPoop: where is ruth, and who is peggy?
Ralph: ahhhh, "FRAME" me pretty
cat: Firesign alway told me how much they cherished their fans.
Lil: I don't know!
||||||||| 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: that's us, folks
PrincipalPoop: peter rabbit, roger rabbit, crusader rabbit, need I go on?
Lil: sobs
cat: not just, thaks for seeing our shows but what can we do together?
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
Currently playing: Firesign's “THE PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN”
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
check out PINK HOTEL at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=phbd'
Ralph: who am us, anyhow?
EWeston: I remain inconsolable, and the cat is making it hard to type
PrincipalPoop: there is no crying in firesign chat, sigh
shoes for the dead: another gem
cat: no sobbing for you, lil. unless over thirsty plants.
rebozoette: listen to the listening stuff
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign Archivist TAYLOR JESSEN will be joining us next week to talk about the new DVD and other releases from The Firesign Theatre :-)
||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD!
Lil: but...I'm..not...Peggy!
Beet: Is there a way to post photos here or somewhere for folks to see?
cat: Lucky us
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
PrincipalPoop: but, you but but what
Lil: and cat is in the soap again
Rufus_T_Firetween: Beet: Is there a way to post photos here or somewhere for folks to see? << pictures of...?
EWeston: It's your story. Stick with it Audry
PrincipalPoop: a weiner selfie for us beet? gonna show us the real beet?
Rufus_T_Firetween: There is a Rogue's Gallery where you can all post pictures of yourselves
PrincipalPoop: outcast woman, where did your story begin?
Rufus_T_Firetween: I'll have to get with Merlyn to figure out how to submit them
Beet: My hat
PrincipalPoop: M is into S and M, who is S?
Ralph: 14.28571429%
EWeston: AKA Avery Pinstripe
Beet: No weiner posts for general viewing.
PrincipalPoop: that is a bigger pi than I am used to seeing
EWeston: No corn smut photos
Rufus_T_Firetween: Beet: No weiner posts for general viewing. << I don't think Anthony visits this chat much
cat: What?
PrincipalPoop: how about for private poop?
rebozoette waves
cat: hi rebo. are you still painting?
Beet: A political weiner
PrincipalPoop: steady rebozoette, be an example for lil
EWeston: Enters new quantum state
PrincipalPoop: painting or panting
Lil: out on the cast?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
Beet: Not enough bandwidth, Poop.
rebozoette: yeah cat got caught in no ideas but soon to come
EWeston: Moons higgs partical
PrincipalPoop: get ahold of lawrence welk
rebozoette: new puter fun
cat: do you feel a conntinjum? someitmes the colages write theslves for mnem, vbut ohter times i am dry
Ralph: the Aboriginal Amateur Hour
EWeston: What part of him?
cat: i seek that.
cat: collages have to bring themselves linto exisgtence, as it were.
shoes for the dead: what?
PrincipalPoop: give your muse a gift cat
EWeston: Hairy palms, I think
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Ralph: this sounds familiar...
Alvarado: indeed
Beet: What do dead cats do for soap?
PrincipalPoop: which what shoes?
shoes for the dead: that one
cat: you know i['ve been doing this, mixing stuff for rad8 for half a century
Alvarado: incredible, cat
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
cat: 65
PrincipalPoop: now I am stumped
rebozoette: wow
Beet: Difficult story arc to follow
cat: firsing just celevtateed their 50th
DJTweeny: It's those Surrealist writers, Beet
PrincipalPoop: ahh that is why you are dry, went to the well once too often, dig deeper
Ralph: are they at it again??
cat: lets alter reality
Alvarado: Helping Porcelain make the bed?
PrincipalPoop: count me in
rebozoette: there has been a shift
EWeston: See if it can canter?
Beet: I laugh every time they do the "makeout" scenes.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cat: sex is much better than non sex
Alvarado: tell that to my wife, cat
rebozoette: what is sex?
PrincipalPoop: it has been so long, I forget who is on top, who wears the handcuffs, who anything...
cat: lool
rebozoette: 16 years and no partner
Lil: LOL
cat: you can change that, rebo.
Alvarado: pull my string
PrincipalPoop: hah, I am coming up on 20, loser
rebozoette: yup nope cat
Ralph: oh yes please, let's find out about that
Lil: quit that cat
shoes for the dead: chemo cured my libido
Lil: this ain't EST
||||||||| 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: Confession is sometimes not so good for the soul.
shoes for the dead: killed
cat: whatver you say, lil
rebozoette: ah shoes
Alvarado: It just gave me tinnitus, shoes
Alvarado: guess I got the better deal
cat: this is really funny stuff
shoes for the dead: well, that too...........
Ralph: it really is
PrincipalPoop: ouch shoes, the good thing about having low T is that you don't care about having low T
Lil: I'll jump first
rebozoette: haha'
Ralph: is all for that
PrincipalPoop: look before I leap
PrincipalPoop: you have to be
EWeston: Having a life partner can be good, but its not for everybody
Beet: lol
Ralph: hahahahaha
Beet: lol
cat: works for me
cat: not so much for others
PrincipalPoop: Sarah Fawcett never answered my letters, took years before I figured out why
Ralph: East Orange New Jersey!!
rebozoette: haha
EWeston: The purple ink?
Ralph: Crawford's Notch
PrincipalPoop: cocktails and meat dinners
||||||||| cease sashays in at 10:07 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Ralph: Miss Hemmingberg
cease: hi all
PrincipalPoop: the other cease
EWeston: Oh oh he's cloned again
shoes for the dead: cat squared
cease: as high as possilble
Ralph: oh No!!!
cat: i'm not sauqae. look at my shoes
DJTweeny: "Those Hollwood celebraties are so stuck up. Farah Fawcett has never called me _once_! And after all the time I spent holding up her poster with one hand..." ~ Steve Martin
Ralph: Hemmingbird
EWeston: Doc Martin's, sweet
cease: square
Alvarado: Tons o' fun, but I gotta run - the dog needs a walk
cease: fcku
Ralph: this is exhausting
PrincipalPoop: hell, I am a plagarist, I honestly don't remember hearing that joke lol
Alvarado: Thanks folks! See you again soon, I hope
cat: by al
PrincipalPoop: kiss pico for me
shoes for the dead: see ya Al
rebozoette: by alva
EWeston: Buh Bye
Beet: G'Nite Alvarado
Alvarado: --> heading for the border - floor it!
rebozoette: boats of loads
Ralph: weeping with laughter over here
PrincipalPoop: taco bell? get me a chiwahwah burger
Ralph: i remember space travel
PrincipalPoop: what about it ralph?
EWeston: I remember grinding fresh chili powder
cease: thts not a bell. its french horns.
PrincipalPoop: ouch my nose
EWeston: It can be a potent operation
cat: that;'s not a nose. its the new secretary of agricultue
rebozoette: par le focus
cat: gogol joke
PrincipalPoop: the brother of horticulture
Ralph: Money is not an object
EWeston: He's jumping up and down, going ,"Whee!"
Beet: That last visit by Mr. Proctor was very memorable.
cat: Monet is a very expensive object
PrincipalPoop: and oboes, don't forget oboes
EWeston: Never cross one
PrincipalPoop: or is it elbows?
shoes for the dead: with what?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Phil Proctor’s newsletter “PLANET PROCTOR” at www.planetproctor.com
EWeston: You never cross an elbow more than once
Beet: I had the priviledge of actually going inside the Old Executive Office Building next to the White House.
PrincipalPoop: writing a newspaper story shoes? what? where? ahhh, when? who? and ahh
EWeston: A bassoon
PrincipalPoop: oh oh yes, bassoons
Ralph: gassahole
PrincipalPoop: what is in there? old executives?
rebozoette: drink drive drink
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!
cease: souhnds like me. permanent drunk
EWeston: Causing the spontainious exsistence of an compromised flugelhorn
Beet: Not when I was there. The Vice President's office is in there.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Tag in through the front door at 10:18 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
cat: i cant nbot not be a wihite person but i can play one on chat
rebozoette: lol cat
DJTweeny: Hi Tag
cease: hi tag
Beet: Hi Tag
shoes for the dead: tired eyes agin, gonna listen out
PrincipalPoop: hashtag with no hash, a shame
EWeston: Who's it?
DJTweeny: rest well shoes
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
PrincipalPoop: ciao shoes
cease: we do what we can, eh/
EWeston: Take care Shoes.
Beet: See ya shoes. Good luck.
cease: not enogh llove in hte world
Beet: true that
cease: not enough kove between me and lil, for examxple
rebozoette: night shoes
PrincipalPoop: you are not visiting the same websites that I found cat...
EWeston: Evening NSA guy
Beet: Poop sounds as randy as I am.
PrincipalPoop: I will give you 20 minutes to stop that beet
Beet: lol
cat: do yoyu folks rememv rthosew daysa?
PrincipalPoop: decorum, more rum please
cat: lets get the cpos stiobed
Beet: I had a really nice Fisher tape deck.
PrincipalPoop: something days, school days, purple haze, violet chaise
rebozoette: drunk snake pants
EWeston: Sure we walked out of High school over a local vote
||||||||| Outside, the 10:24 PM uptown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Merlyn coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
PrincipalPoop: harrys sex shop, the guy with a snake on his face
Merlyn: cough cough
PrincipalPoop: hi M
Beet: Hey, it's Merl!
EWeston: Have a hankie Merlyn
DJTweeny: Hi Merlyn
PrincipalPoop: somebody wanted a whiff M, a powder, a cloud, to share photos
cease: boner city?
Lil: Did you call Poop?
cease: merl comes and goes
Lil: I heard an SCTV reference
Merlyn: If people want to be added to the rogue's gallery, write a link to a pic in the chat
PrincipalPoop: yes if your answer is yes lol
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
Lil: LOL
PrincipalPoop: i spent much of today walking down that avenue on the tube than must not be named
PrincipalPoop: dr tongues 3D house of fill in the blank, scary, ohhhhh
Beet: Pardon my ignorance, but where does one put a picture that will generate a link?
PrincipalPoop: rogues gallery, you have never been there?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Ttt inside, makes a note of the time (10:30 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Beet: No
DJTweeny: Hi Ttt
Ralph: I've got a lump of chuckle in my throat....
PrincipalPoop: I have not been in years
Beet: Hello Ttt
PrincipalPoop: ttt how are uuu
Lil: I prefer Woody actually Poop LMAO
DJTweeny: Beet: Pardon my ignorance, but where does one put a picture that will generate a link? << have you tried Dropbox? You can generate public links from there
rebozoette: lumpy throat gunk
cease: austih's voice was awesone
Ralph: that's esit 60 off the Pasadena Freeway, right
cease: Hi T
Beet: Haven't used it much but I'll try it out. Thanks.
Lil: which voice cease
Merlyn: DJ, anyone can upload a picture to imgur.com easily
PrincipalPoop: can I hold it against you lil?
rebozoette: lol
Lil: uh-oh
Lil: rebozo can you handle this?
PrincipalPoop: what?
Beet: You have molested a chat member, Poop.
PrincipalPoop: You brought it up...
Lil: Indeed.
DJTweeny: Merlyn: DJ, anyone can upload a picture to imgur.com easily << haven't tried that service
cease: nt fubres barekt work ek
Beet: You rose to the occasion.
Lil: No! Not that lol
rebozoette: ta ta da da
PrincipalPoop: see who salutes
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:34 PM, dragging llanwydd by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
llanwydd: hows everybody?
DJTweeny: Hi llan
PrincipalPoop: rimjob
Beet: Hi Llan
rebozoette: rise the riser
PrincipalPoop: oops rimshot, fong warned me
cease: Kil makes it a better chat.
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Lil: 'Ello llan
rebozoette: hi llan
cease: hi llo
PrincipalPoop: hi llan,
rebozoette: this is it
llanwydd: I love this sketch
rebozoette: parked in the parker
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:36 PM and Johan Amadeus Myjetski bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Merlyn sez... If people want to be added to the Rogue's Gallery, write a link to a pic in the chat
EWeston: Check its profile.
Lil: Who got Killed?
DJTweeny: Hi Johan
PrincipalPoop: i need a smoke after that, afk
Lil: lol
rebozoette: port to port
cease: JAN
Lil: Catherwood would you please bring Rebozo some wine and cheese
||||||||| Catherwood gets rebozo some wine and cheese.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, DJT. Sorry to be so late.
Lil: Thank you Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "Just doing my job!"
Lil: Hi Jammie
Beet: Hi JAM
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Evening' cease! Doing okay?
Lil: For a change
cease: we all need smoke'
EWeston: Sneeze, raise tour right leg, and flee the country
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Beet, Lil! Y'all doing well?
||||||||| Catherwood leads Gons into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 10:39 PM, then departs.
cease: better than last week
DJTweeny: Hi Gons
Lil: Natch JAM, and you?
EWeston: Nuther new name, hello
Beet: I along with many others here am convalescing from an illness.
cease: i have not been well recenly, but maybe healhy now
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Feeling good, despite having a heckofa week
Beet: Hello Gons
Lil: Sorry for all the illness. Glad you're all on the mend.
Beet: You're a sweety, Lil.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Beet's right, Lil
EWeston: Dry cleaning bags filled with marsh gas
Lil: Awwww, thanks Beet
cease: You are a beacon of wellnest, lil
Lil: Thanks JAM, now I'm getting choked up.
Lil: But not a picture of one cease lol
Lil: ACK I'm choking
Beet: Turning over the podium. lol
cease: Lil has kept me from total madnes. maybe
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: a bacon of weld - ness
EWeston: Keep holding him down
rebozoette: hymlicks lil
cease: it has a strong graviarional fore
Lil: LOL
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: lol, cease!
rebozoette: tissue issue
Lil: Is graviar anything like gravlox and caviar?
cease: totartl death is so seductive
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: or a hanky pinky, rebo
cease: but, y'all dig the collages ehj?
PrincipalPoop: sleeve job,back
Beet: New Sherlock episodes coming out soon.
Lil: I'm getting confused again lol
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
cease: hey why dont you do this?
rebozoette: or a sleeve of sneeze jam
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: hanky panky. can't even remember how to spell it, never might how to participate...
cease: its not hard.
Beet: Love the collages, Mr. Cat
rebozoette: we love them cat
Rufus_T_Firetween: rebozoette: or a sleeve of sneeze jam << ewwww
Lil: your collages are something special cease
cease: why dont you do one, beet?
EWeston: Tawny devil!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: just the way I like my devils, E!
rebozoette: hey hay yall
PrincipalPoop: squeeze him right there
Lil: Bleccch rebozo lol
Beet: Maybe I'll try one sometime.
Lil: that pinky hankie too small?
EWeston: It's not sprayed on niether
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: lol, Lil!
cease: please do
cease: many things are small
cease: manhy arnt.
||||||||| 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!"
cease: not much of a typer
rebozoette: bold boldness
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
rebozoette: happenstance happens
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: They mentioned Sunny Goodge Street - that's a song by Donovan circa 1964
EWeston: Moonly Mooness
DJTweeny: ha Johan
cease: much better thanbad shitl
DJTweeny: never caught that
||||||||| 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'
cease: great tune
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I've heard this before, but never caught before either, DJT
llanwydd: dfghouy
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Yes,cease, it is. almost a beatnik tune.
Lil: Finished so soon?
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
PrincipalPoop: mellow yellow
PrincipalPoop: you want mord lil?
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Gons - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Dirty great mellow yellow
PrincipalPoop: more
Lil: More sugar!
EWeston: Kidney problems
Beet: Encore!
cease: How;s it going?
EWeston: It's greyish
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It's going, at least
rebozoette: Beet cease DJTweeny EWeston Gons Johan Amadeus Myjetski Lil not Ed PrincipalPoop rebozoette Rufus_T_Firetween Tag Ttt fun fun and fun thanks tween and y all
PrincipalPoop: i said that earlier, where am I?
Lil: Deja vu there
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite rebozoette!
EWeston: Deja Fu there, an bye all
cease: thqks trween
PrincipalPoop: smack all and especially you, you know
Beet: Really enjoyed this one. Thanks everyone. Thanks, Dr. Tween. G'Nite all.
Lil: Be well Rebozo
Ralph: thanks again Kurt
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite all! Thanks for the laughs! Love, love, love to all!
PrincipalPoop: ciaoooo
cease: we love you all
||||||||| 10:57 PM -- PrincipalPoop left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Ralph: see you all on the Funway
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening, all… See you next week, same Firetime, same Firestation...
cease: good line, tween
Lil: Thanks for the good Thursday Tweeny
DJTweeny: :)
Lil: Night everyone
cease: bte
Lil: Is that the royal we cease
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Lil: Gone already? Sigh... Night everyone, be well if not good
Lil: they're all hiding from me again, sigh...
DJTweeny: lol
||||||||| Outside, the 11:02 PM bus from Michigan pulls away, leaving dude coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: be well and happy Lil :-)
DJTweeny: dude! where's my show?!
DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:40pm Eastern
DJTweeny: until last time, again...
||||||||| At 11:04 PM, Merlyn runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
cease: ok
cease: hyi dude
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cat - dead from measles
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dude - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| It's 12:10 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...
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Ttt - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tag - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| rebozoette - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| cease - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from The Plague
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| not Ed - dead from jaundice
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| DJTweeny - dead from measles
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| EWeston - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| George Stevens - 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 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:
||||||||| Alvarado - dead from the common cold
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Ralph - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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:
Alvarado
Beet
cat
cease
DJTweeny
Elayne
EWeston
George Stevens
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
Lil
llanwydd
Merlyn
PrincipalPoop
Ralph
rebozoette
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead

URL References:
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bod-rv
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=phbd
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/montage.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
www.davidossman.com
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
www.planetproctor.com
https://www.shoutfactory.com/music/spoken-word/the-firesign-theatre-s-box-of-danger-the-complete-nick-danger-casebook
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGz_4vJNLwgFrLR3N0RN1Tw