||||||||| 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 October 26, 2017 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| RedPillTweeny sneaks in around 9:58 AM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 10:10 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 sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'DJTweeny', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 6:46 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... ||||||||| 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 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 7:32 PM, dragging Rufus_T_Firetween by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" ||||||||| At 7:55 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Rufus_T_Firetween!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Roadkill_Tweeny in through the front door at 7:56 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. ||||||||| Catherwood says "7:56 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs DJTweeny by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door ||||||||| A time machine materializes at 7:57 PM and FrankenTween steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece. ||||||||| At 7:59 PM, FrankenTween dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| Outside, the 7:59 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving DJFrankenTween coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. ||||||||| 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)' ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:32 PM and late as usual, it's Johan Amadeus Myjetski, just back from Elmertown." Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No anchovies? You’ve got the wrong guy. I spell my name MY - JET - SKI. DJFrankenTween: Good eeeevening, Johan. mwhahahahahaha ||||||||| Ralph steals in around 8:35 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident." Ralph: whew, that was a close one DJFrankenTween: Good evening, Ralph Ralph: Goood evenning Ralph: was watching the Seekers on YouTube DJFrankenTween: Is Happy Harry Cox featured? ||||||||| New notice: '** HALLO FIREWEEN ** Currently playing: warm up music (Halloween music) 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)' Ralph: Naturally! ||||||||| NancyWereKat enters at 8:38 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Don O'van! DJFrankenTween: Hi WereKat NancyWereKat: Sparkplugs and Groat Clusters, Porgy! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: HiYas, Nancy, Ralph, DJT! NancyWereKat: Great Song Choice! Heylas, DjFrankenTween, JAM and ralph! DJFrankenTween: Good eeevening, Ralph Ralph: Hello, Friends...................... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Steeleye Span! DJFrankenTween: yes 'tis Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Maddie Pryor & the boys! DJFrankenTween: Saw the Rocket Cottage tour live in D.C. in the 70s Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'm a little envious - never had the chance to see them Johan Amadeus Myjetski: The Ruttles? DJFrankenTween: love The Rutles Ralph: the Bitels!!! NancyWereKat: Wow...never heard this one...nice... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: That's what his name, from Memphis DJFrankenTween: yeah lol ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies EWeston into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:51 PM, then departs. NancyWereKat: LOL_I meant the band that ripped off the Ruttles... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: E! DJFrankenTween: Good eeeevening, EW NancyWereKat: Not a big fan of Mr. Parsley. NancyWereKat: EW! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: LOL, Nancy! DJFrankenTween: haha Kat EWeston: OHHH so scary! EWeston: Everyone's had their rabies shots? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Me neither, Nancy. Lived in Memphis 45 years - never been to Graceland Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Marty Robbins, maybe? DJFrankenTween: EWeston: Everyone's had their rabies shots? << does 6 shots of Tequila count? DJFrankenTween: I'd be pretty rabid... DJFrankenTween: yeah Robbins Johan Amadeus Myjetski: great rabidity! EWeston: I think that's acceptable proof DJFW ||||||||| 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 plummets into the garden at 8:55 PM. DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeevening, rebozoette rebozoette:DJFrankenTween EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski NancyWereKat Ralph yo everybody Ralph: omg i have not heard this in 50 years rebozoette: ooh eee Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Rebozoette! NancyWereKat: Hey, rebozo! EWeston: Late howdy tot JAM NancyWereKat(Claws in please) And our Ette rebozoette: hi nancy ||||||||| cease bounds in at 8:56 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. rebozoette: hi cease Ralph: what a line-up cease: Hi all Johan Amadeus Myjetski: cat in da house! EWeston: Cat type person rebozoette: great NancyWereKat: cease! DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeeevening, cease... Ralph: hail cease cease: i remember this from childhood DJFrankenTween: come on folks, where are all your scary nicks? :) NancyWereKat: EW-but what if I have to scratch my butt!? NancyWereKat: Paul and Pauline from Planet purple? EWeston: We'll just keep the Chorlene close, koff! DJFrankenTween: Gillian & Glover EWeston: Ever seen the Bonzo's Monster Mash video? ||||||||| New notice: '** HALLO FIREWEEN ** WELCOME TO THE FIRESIGN CHAT 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)' ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 26, 2017 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Didn't Sam the Sham have a version of this? ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'redbozo', just granted probation at 9:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly. DJFrankenTween: I have not EW Ralph: sounds far millier redbozo: gone bloody ||||||||| 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!" DJFrankenTween: Good eeeevening, redbozo EWeston: That's something you don't see every day Chauncy Ralph: Bill Underbutter?? redbozo: cany corn Johan Amadeus Myjetski: RedB! redbozo: reese's pieces ||||||||| 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!" ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:02 PM, dragging Beet by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?" EWeston: It's fun, one of them whacks the monster cause he's rising to soon Beet: Hi gang. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: beet, daddy! DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeeevening, Beet cease: Beet EWeston: Beet, as himself Beet: Howdy JAM Beet: Hi EW, cease Beet: Howgy Dr. Tween Beet: That's "Howdy" redbozo: a pair of pairs Beet: Hello man in Austin. EWeston: One's blishing Ralph: festification?? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: that what you're holding' Red? cease: My copy arrived yesterday. A great read. Beet: I always look forward to these collages. redbozo: hallowed weenie EWeston: Ready for that cheeze filling cease: That's good to know, Beet Johan Amadeus Myjetski: hollowed weenie maybe? Ralph: guffaw Beet: Always some great surprises. NancyWereKat: beet! Ralph: LOL Beet: Hi Miss Nan cease: Hi Ralph redbozo: choco late EWeston: My mistake. That's the grainite filling redbozo: kit the cat Beet: finger guillotines EWeston: He has accessories too! Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE, COOKIE?” >> http://tinyurl.com/y75ntl7j NancyWereKat: Are you saying..."Out, Demons, Out and In, Profits, In?' redbozo: everybody scares me Johan Amadeus Myjetski: You got it, Nancy! EWeston: He's a brute, yes. redbozo: put down the scissors ||||||||| 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 llanwydd falls out at 9:10 PM. cease: Out Demons, In Good Fortune is what people way in Japan on a holiday called Setsubun inthe Spring Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Dr. Happy Harry Cox says “I was right about the comet! Check out my new DVD set EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG: THE DECLASSIFIED FIRESIGN THEATRE 1968-1975 before it’s too late!!” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php llanwydd: whaz real? DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeevening, Llan EWeston: Hey sissors whened you last get sharpened? 6 AD? cease: Llan, you're speaking Now ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Llan! Beet: Hi llan EWeston: Llan yow llanwydd: speaking, cease? cease: Tongiht's show should sound much better than last week's. Doc Tech did the Normalizing Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Cool, cat! ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:12 PM and late as usual, it's Elmer Hobgoblin, just back from Hellmouth." Beet: This is a great bit. llanwydd: whats up for tonight, cat? cease: elmer llanwydd: lol Elmer Hobgoblin: cease Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Elmo! EWeston: Hob on down Elmer cease: My Halloween collage, llan Elmer Hobgoblin: ho jam llanwydd: cool DJFrankenTween: Good eeeevening, Elmer Beet: Hey Elmer Elmer Hobgoblin: all the neck bolts on proper, DJFrankenTween? Elmer Hobgoblin: howdy Beet DJFrankenTween: torqued to exact specs, Elmer EWeston: A good Egore can set you up good Johan Amadeus Myjetski: That's I-gore! Elmer Hobgoblin: excuse me, I have to go get a cookie cease: trick or treating chat, elmer? EWeston: One hump or two? ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:16 PM and late as usual, it's Elayne, just back from Hellmouth." Elayne: Evenin' all! Elayne: Autumn is here (at least in NYC) at last! cease: Hi El Johan Amadeus Myjetski: greetings, Elayne! cease: Proctor starts talking about New York and Elayne shows up. Coincidence? DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeevening, Elayne EWeston: Ello Elayne Elayne: Must be, Cat. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I went to that party once! DJFrankenTween: I think not...... cease ;) EWeston: Not happenstance then Elayne: By the way, Cat, I loved the photo of the two Moniques. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: there are no coincidences... cease: Thanks, El. I was delighted to meet the new Monique yesterday. cease: Those photos go well together EWeston: All that's left is enemy action DJFrankenTween: This _is_ Rosemary's Baby - yipes cease: Is what Proc says here still true of NY, El? Elayne: I'm not listening, Cat. Elayne: Sounds off. Too much sensory overload. DJFrankenTween: Elayne has her fingers in her ears Elayne: Nothing against Tween's wonderful capabilities, but I don't listen to the stream that often. DJFrankenTween: :/ redbozo: speak softer Elayne: It's the aural equivalent of people on the streets walking around with their heads intheir cellphones, not noticing anything around them. DJFrankenTween: I could put up a higher-quality stream for audiophiles Johan Amadeus Myjetski: oh mother leave the boy alone & let him enjoy the war DJFrankenTween: lol Elayne: The stream itself is fine, Tween. I just choose not to listen, at least this week. cease: Does everyone have a copy of Phil's book? Elmer Hobgoblin: not yet cease Elayne: I got through Chapter 1, then my vacation ended and it's just been work and post-season baseball and comics for me. Elmer Hobgoblin: Amazon has reviews by Edgar Bullington, and Melinda cease: I remember a while ago he said he wanted to release it as an audiobook complete with lots of links. cease: OK, as soon as I finish it, I'll add my review Beet: I have the book also ||||||||| 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." Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I do not - yet cease: I'm still i his pre-Firesign years. Elayne: I will attest to the lights-going-out thing. When I was walking with him somewhere, sometime in the distant past, a street light went out directly over our heads. Elayne: And he immediately started talking about aliens, etc. cease: I guess the aliens approve of him, El NancyWereKat: Amusement Pork? Elayne: "Now, I'm not saying that it's aliens, but... it's aliens." (Not a Proctor quote, that's actually a meme) redbozo: pea notty DJFrankenTween: lol Elayne EWeston: I used to do that with lights, but I stopped ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Elayne: Picture that "Ancient Aliens" guy with the weird hair... NancyWereKat: E-i have pic where there's a kitten with spiked fur holding it's paws up and the caption is "AWIENZ!" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Georgio Beet: Proc was on coast to coast am the other night Elayne:https://www.google.com/search?q=%22not+saying+it%27s+aliens%22+meme&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj_j9iI04_XAhUn7oMKHaoTAPkQsAQIKg&biw=1260&bih=700 Ralph: Land of Despair Tire DJFrankenTween: how did that go, Beet? cease: Steph, the mother of New Monique, told us stories of lights going suspicously on and off at her place recently. I'll let her read Phil's book. DJFrankenTween: lol Raloh NancyWereKat: Please allow me to interlow myself to myself... cease: I trried to listen whenit was posted the next day, but you have to join his organization to listen. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: anyone ever see the film of the stones making this album? i ran from the theater screaming... cease: the Coast to Coast cult. Elayne: Nancy, the photo you mention is on that Google search Beet: Basically covering the same material in his previous long form interview with the same guy. cease: yes, jam. it really was that bad. the first goddard flick i saw. NancyWereKat: E-Kittens are cuter and more memeable than tsoukalous. DJFrankenTween: No Johan. That bad, eh? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Drugs didn't even help Tween! cease: i think this is the stone's most satanic song, but there's a lot of competition redbozo: foot fur EWeston: He's fallen in the waahter Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I think they must've sold their soles to the d'evil cease: shoes for satanic industry Elmer Hobgoblin: Jagger's voice sounds very untrained in this song EWeston: The devil kept the reciepts. Eventually he got a refund Elmer Hobgoblin: almost as if it is a rough take or a guide vocal ||||||||| 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!" Johan Amadeus Myjetski: That's why I cut the soles off my shoes sat in a tree & learned to play the flute Beet: You an Astros fan, Tween? ||||||||| Catherwood leads PrincipalPoop in through the front door at 9:34 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Beet: Hey, Poop cease: Poop EWeston: Oh it's you! DJFrankenTween: No Beet, I don't follow sports PrincipalPoop: hey hall, BOO! hahaha cough cougg cease: Narcs? Did they use that term in the England of that era? Beet: No, it's me. That's just a holygram. DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeevening, PrincP PrincipalPoop: ahh, a hitchcock impersonator cease: this is from the final episode of Hour Hour PrincipalPoop: beware or be square EWeston: Not a halfhitchcock then NancyWereKat: hey, Elmer and poop! Johan Amadeus Myjetski: lol, E! EWeston: Maybe a clovehitchcock PrincipalPoop: don't go off halfcocked ||||||||| 9:37 PM: Not Ed jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!" redbozo: your aura has changed cease: Hitchcok, the harvey weinstein of his era. cease: HI Not Not Ed: Holy moly-full haus! PrincipalPoop: is that not ed, are we not men, no, we are devo Not Ed: Thumbs up everyone! EWeston: Yah gonna shoot your foot, shoot your foot. Don't mess around DJFrankenTween: Good eeeeevening, Not Ed Beet: Hey, Not Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE, COOKIE?” >> http://tinyurl.com/y75ntl7j Not Ed: Cheers cat & Tweeny 2 Not Ed: lol EWeston: Where's Wibuuur Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Not! Not Ed: Beet! PrincipalPoop: not wilbur Elmer Hobgoblin: hallo !Ed Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Dr. Happy Harry Cox says “I was right about the comet! Check out my new DVD set EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG: THE DECLASSIFIED FIRESIGN THEATRE 1968-1975 before it’s too late!!” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php cease: a fine read indeed. Not Ed: Phil P knows simply everyone (true lol) EWeston: Wibler's ha;f brother cousin from another metaphysixial wirled Elmer Hobgoblin: that reminds me - i should name my computer at work Chucko Not Ed: Elmer! Not Ed: yes u should E PrincipalPoop: the elmer of big minds Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'll be listening from the other side of the sandwich for a few minutes. Back in a bit after a bite. Not Ed: c u JAM redbozo: fudgey PrincipalPoop: menage a trois eh,olala Beet: Do you trim the crust? Not Ed: wudgy EWeston: Then there's the big maid's for Elmer Johan Amadeus Myjetski: all the crust-stations, beet! PrincipalPoop: fudgy wudgy was a something Not Ed: haha EWeston: Then he was, shaved PrincipalPoop: smooth as somebodies bottom Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE, COOKIE?” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/20171009.html Roadkill_Tweeny: better link ^^ Not Ed: safe as a baby Elmer Hobgoblin: i am getting so confused NancyWereKat: I want an eyeball hat...*sadface* EWeston: Feelin proud as a freshly washed child Not Ed: Phil's book is great fun Not Ed: Me too Elmer NancyWereKat: You know, giving the Antichrist a bath is harder than you'd think... PrincipalPoop: put milk behind your ears instead DJFrankenTween: Yeah, too bad they don't make them anymore, Nancy :/ NancyWereKat: EW-wow-that was freaky. Not Ed: WereKat lol EWeston: An Austin line from somewhere Not Ed: Cheers Beet: What does the NSA guy dress up as? EWeston: Catwoman PrincipalPoop: symptom 6 of beet the reeaper
Not Ed offers PPoop and EW loaded cigars redbozo: oh I am not ready NancyWereKat: EW-Shhh-don'['t reveal my alter-ego! LOL... Not Ed: shhh PrincipalPoop: BANG! not funny.... ||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD! cease: did you get them from Marshall McLuhan, Not? Not Ed: who are you then EWeston: A fine vintage of black powder I must say Not Ed: who are you now, for that matter Beet: I've loaded cigarette papers before. PrincipalPoop: with tiny chips of hashish? Not Ed: I'll bet you have Beet Beet: Never tried those. EWeston: My left hands keeper. Forty days and nights. My nieghboors ass. Much cattle Not Ed: Hey everybody what's in your left hand right now Beet: I die nightly. EWeston: The pipe cease: dont fear the reaper would go well with this. Not Ed: indeed C PrincipalPoop: what colors? EWeston: C minus Beet: my ankle EWeston: That's your story Ralph: is having a Going Out of Body Sale Elmer Hobgoblin: just noticed this "Go To Room" thing on the pulldown at the bottom of the page Elmer Hobgoblin: que? PrincipalPoop: go look around, and we will make fun of you until you come back elmer Elmer Hobgoblin: you don't have to wait for me to go away to make fun of me Elmer Hobgoblin: nobody else does DJFrankenTween: You can have conversations in other rooms, Elmer PrincipalPoop: this is true, neener neener neener DJFrankenTween: If you and one or two other people want to talk about something cease: i just noticed the other room options EWeston: Pooper takes a knee. You heard it here first PrincipalPoop: go wait in the sitting room or... EWeston: Give that knee back! ||||||||| "I'm going to The Aviary" says PrincipalPoop, and leaves. ||||||||| PrincipalPoop climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:55 PM PrincipalPoop: am I back? ||||||||| Elmer Hobgoblin sneaks away to The Aviary... EWeston: You look taller Not Ed:https://youtu.be/DMy0ugqXpjA PrincipalPoop: haha elmer went to aviary hahaha ||||||||| Elmer Hobgoblin climbs in through the window at the ungodly hour of 9:55 PM Elmer Hobgoblin: misread - thought it was the apiary Elmer Hobgoblin: the mouth worked and snapped all the bees PrincipalPoop: looking for piroette? Not Ed: Hi EHob Elmer Hobgoblin: if you're not Ed, then who is Ed? Elmer Hobgoblin: or is the point that we are all Ed? Elmer Hobgoblin: except for you? PrincipalPoop: ground down by cyncism, ||||||||| 9:58 PM: llanwydd jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Not Ed: I'm Not Joe either EWeston: I may be in a quantum Ed state myself Not Ed: lol Beet: This is a fantastic farewell from our dear Peter. Elmer Hobgoblin: this was his last podcast, right? cease: yes elmer Not Ed: Awesome Beet: That was great! llanwydd : cool Ralph: Hats off Cat Elmer Hobgoblin: amazing - what a loss PrincipalPoop: woooo woooo wooooo redbozo: blue boo cease: a lot different from the collages I've been doing lately. Ralph: had another hit EWeston: Very good catz ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. cease: next week, we visit Montreal, in 1967 Not Ed: oops, must run Ralph: Catherwood, roll a couple of bombers and leave them on the side table ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Ralph and mumbles "Stop typing gibberish, Ralph!" cease: by Not PrincipalPoop: does that translate as real mountain? Not Ed: Please have a gruesomely creepy holiday! ||||||||| 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." PrincipalPoop: ok ed Ralph: comic cereal EWeston: I hope to do my part cease: we'll do our best, Not Beet: See ya, Not ||||||||| 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." ||||||||| New notice: '** HALLO FIREWEEN ** Currently playing: Firesign Theatre’s “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u check out BRIDE at https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-rv' Beet: Hiya, Ralph. PrincipalPoop: 40 percent Not Ed: He is a total dick Beet: Gets you right here doesn't it? EWeston: A wanker to end all wankers Ralph: "A" jism PrincipalPoop: a motivated team associate Elmer Hobgoblin: gotta run - just remembered some homework I need to do for tomorrow EWeston: Bow to das focus groups yah!! PrincipalPoop: wots real? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: see ya elmer! Elmer Hobgoblin: have a good halloween, according to your precepts ||||||||| At 10:07 PM, Elmer Hobgoblin runs out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE, COOKIE?” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/20171009.html Ralph: P Orgy EWeston: Quarter miles I have known? Beet: Night, Elmer. PrincipalPoop: t irebiter cease: by elmer PrincipalPoop: do I have any precepts left? I think i used them all. Ralph: Young Guy Bill Collector!! PrincipalPoop: pounders, quarter pounders you have known EWeston: Check your belly button, region redbozo: rotted wood Johan Amadeus Myjetski: postcents aren't as popular as they once were ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" PrincipalPoop: buddhabuddhabuddha Johan Amadeus Myjetski: post-ceprs PrincipalPoop: petrified would Beet: New mantra, Poop? EWeston: Budda tosses a potato masher back Ralph: Nor Ouijian Wood PrincipalPoop: same ole, same ole, ole PrincipalPoop: ohlay EWeston: Snort, per direction PrincipalPoop: i know that music redbozo: brain scams cease: they used this music on Fools in Space EWeston: Music to entrench by NancyWereKat: Ralph! Niceu! redbozo: rib it Ralph: tysvm NAncy EWeston: Into that frog! PrincipalPoop: michell my bell ralph cease: Proc mentions the origin of his drunken french monkey character in the book. cease: famous french director he knew as a kid. Ralph: aren't languages fun cease: they sure are to phil, ralph. Johan Amadeus Myjetski: He of the 400 Blows, cease? PrincipalPoop: language is serious business buster Ralph: ralph = phil here too haha cease: Jacques Tati Ralph: wait, what page are we on? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No anchovies? You’ve got the wrong guy. I spell my name MY - JET - SKI. PrincipalPoop: 400 blows? makes my jaw hurt EWeston: Some say it has great gravity Johan Amadeus Myjetski: lol, poop! redbozo: filet that sole Ralph: Gravity -- it's not just a good ide........a PrincipalPoop: casino design PrincipalPoop: toe jam with a whole new meaning EWeston: No gravity there Ralph: Well, stuff me with honey......... PrincipalPoop: cirque de moille ||||||||| "10:17 PM? 10:17 PM!!" says Catherwood, "BillvilleBill should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as BillvilleBill enters and sits at the bar. cease: BB redbozo: put some away for later Ralph: Rumpledforeskin Ralph: LOL redbozo: ha EWeston: Torture by kittens for youse PrincipalPoop: who said fill me with sand and sell me to a taxidermist? Beet: Hi, Bill PrincipalPoop: billville BillvilleBill: Greetings all DJFrankenTween: Good eeeevening, BillvilleBill ||||||||| 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: Uh Bill Johan Amadeus Myjetski: B.Bill! PrincipalPoop: a steaming adventure EWeston: Bullwinkle? cease: these days it would be a streaming adventure. PrincipalPoop: steamy streaming even NancyWereKat: Misproniunciation of French kills me... EWeston: Give it to him good! Roadkill_Tweeny: ** Read about “THE BRIDE OF FIRESIGN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bof-ln Ralph: take this! cease: much of english is just mispronounced french PrincipalPoop: give me 20 minutes a day with your tongue, and I will fix that nancy... Beet: Sacre bleu! DJFrankenTween: interesting way of looking at it, cease :) EWeston: It's an interesting appoach, but it isn't me cease: apparently 30% of english is french words ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." PrincipalPoop: he sent the wrong negatives to the police Ralph: who am us, anyhow? EWeston: Scoccer Blue! NancyWereKat: Poop-Sacre Rouge! LOL...French is my second language. I DO have a problem rolling my rs. redbozo: wrong is wrong Beet: scary song PrincipalPoop: it neck correcto ||||||||| BillvilleBill leaves to catch the 10:22 PM train to Washington. cease: i could have used you on my recent trip to France, nancy EWeston: Gather round the screde circular logic redbozo: grop work out Ralph: you may now lift the bride and kiss the veil EWeston: Grop get all sweaty PrincipalPoop: no weinstien behavior here cease... Beet: I love it when Bradshaw says, "Shaaaddup" NancyWereKat: cease-LOL! Me too. ||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... PrincipalPoop: Lt. Bradshaw redbozo: bubble up cease: i could ask questions, but couldn't understand the answers PrincipalPoop: mad about that beef redbozo: brain tamers Ralph: The Sartre Expressway Johan Amadeus Myjetski: They're two miles north of Boce Raton PrincipalPoop: bebop lobo Johan Amadeus Myjetski: bebop aloo-bop Ralph: hey bobba rebop ||||||||| 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!" PrincipalPoop: wrapped in a flimsy bernoose of gauze Johan Amadeus Myjetski: real world intruding here. Back in a bit. Beet: Never saw a flimsy burnoose I didn't like. EWeston: Fanatism in you work life cease: later, jam Beet: Are there 10 cameras in your real world. Ralph: the slippery slopes of denial redbozo: winkie EWeston: Seven, eight...no only eight DJFrankenTween: lol @ The Eyeway Patrol PrincipalPoop: wendell Beet: Sartre's No Exit Ralph: Sartre Expressway 1/2 mile........ Ralph: my neighborhood went to pot in high school PrincipalPoop: fdr promised a chicken in every pot Ralph: weirdly poetic Ralph: LOL Beet: Transexsylvania Ralph: Transexylvania PrincipalPoop: funfuntown, un-naturally beautiful women, sign me up ralph Ralph: hey, there's an echo in here Beet: ech in here EWeston: Our cheer leaders were seen tiring on the hippy look on a trip to Seattle 68 PrincipalPoop: in here NancyWereKat: What about unnaturally gorgeous Irish Wrestlers? EWeston: That would be unnatural PrincipalPoop: fine fine, that works too Ralph: We're located in the middle of the Mobius Strip, where the freeways never meet redbozo: if they have it NancyWereKat: EW-Seamus Beet: Never get off the feeway. I've had that feeling Ralph: that is really narrow EWeston: At the bottom of the klein bottle Ralph: spooky PrincipalPoop: going up, or doing gown Ralph: Amandanapping? ||||||||| 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: In that flimsy bernoose, who cares Roadkill_Tweeny: ** 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/ ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Ralph: a Methodist lab in the kitchen?? PrincipalPoop: they care NancyWereKat: Not Merthodists! EWeston: Gotta watch them methodists Beet: Using household ingredients Ralph: that stuff is so addictive EWeston: And wooden impliments Ralph: wow, this is a classy joint EWeston: And wooden legs PrincipalPoop: hahahaha Beet: No retiring jokes. NancyWereKat: Hahahahahaaaaaaa! DJFrankenTween: lol Beet EWeston: And wooden smiles PrincipalPoop: hahaaaaaa Ralph: a wooden it be wonderful EWeston: Spruce the place right up redbozo: frank franks Ralph: it grew all day, and then fell over Beet: No fun EWeston: The hemlocks on me Ralph: unquote Johan Amadeus Myjetski: If she were my daughter, I'd.... redbozo: it happens PrincipalPoop: what about your id? EWeston: Send her of to ballet lessions at knife point Ralph: Dr. Firesign's Plastic Beauty Saloon? DJFrankenTween: lol Johan (Zappa ref) Beet: Very dramatic and Halloweenie Ralph: Awesome PrincipalPoop: i lift a leg to you ||||||||| 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' Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Smother that girl in chocolate syrup and cook her til the cows come home DJFrankenTween: The doggie salute, eh Poop? Ralph: and i didn't even have to miss a ball game EWeston: Well its all over but the shouting ||||||||| 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!" PrincipalPoop: what have you got in your pocket? EWeston: A heavy washer Johan Amadeus Myjetski: It has its handses in its pockets precious PrincipalPoop: golly gollum EWeston: After my seat was dry redbozo: flaps down PrincipalPoop: more eyeball hats now Johan Amadeus Myjetski: after walking the old snake-in-the-pants around the block? Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I could make a good markup on some eyeball hats about now... PrincipalPoop: love is just a kiss away, a kiss away EWeston: We're insufferable! PrincipalPoop: i admit I am insufferable. Beet: Whoever manufactured those hats now would sell at least 5 or 6 of them. EWeston: China could make them cheap PrincipalPoop: sell them on the internet, a facebook page and sell dozens... Johan Amadeus Myjetski: delivery in three weeks from Shanghai... Ralph: Remazing DJ and Cat cease: Back to the Worlds Fairs next week Beet: Had fun tonight. Thanks to everyone. Another great collage, Dr. Cease. Thanks Dr Tween. G'Nite. redbozo: Beet DJFrankenTween EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski PrincipalPoop Ralph whoop do doo thanks tweeny and cat PrincipalPoop: thanks be to tween and all of austin tx Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Love, love, love to all! Thanks for the n’yuks! redbozo: yeah cat EWeston: Hey what happened NancyWereKat: *HUGGS* to all...was funfun! PrincipalPoop: love and peace and hh DJFrankenTween: Thanks for listening, all… See you next week, same Firetime, same Firestation... ||||||||| At 10:54 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, PrincipalPoop!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... cease: By folks ||||||||| Ralph departs at 10:55 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" ||||||||| cease says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, cease exits at 10:55 PM. DJFrankenTween: Until last time, again... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Roadkill_Tweeny - 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: ||||||||| Not Ed - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| DJFrankenTween - dead from The Plague ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from measles ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| NancyWereKat - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Beet - dead from the common cold ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| EWeston - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| redbozo - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| rebozoette - 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:
Beet
BillvilleBill
cease
DJFrankenTween
Elayne
Elmer Hobgoblin
EWeston
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
llanwydd
llanwydd
NancyWereKat
Not Ed
PrincipalPoop
Ralph
rebozoette
redbozo
Roadkill_Tweeny
