||||||||| 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 January 25, 2018 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'DJTweeny', just granted probation at 7:46 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| 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. ||||||||| 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)' ||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:34 PM, dragging llanwydd by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" llanwydd: Hey Tween ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: warm up music (Yes - Talk) 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 llan ||||||||| 8:39 PM: Rufus_T_Firetween 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!" llanwydd: this is the best song on the album Rufus_T_Firetween: Great music llanwydd: I saw Yes in Orlando not long after I moved to florida back in 2011 ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:48 PM and late as usual, it's ralph, just back from Jersey City." ralph: OMG it's Thursday again ralph: I know the guy who does their sound llanwydd: hey ralph ralph: Hello, friends.......................... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with EWeston close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:49 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom. llanwydd: hi ew ralph: but they lost me after Close to the Edge EWeston: Damp evening here. Hi Tweeny Ralph and Llan Rufus_T_Firetween: Hey ralph, EW EWeston: Sir Rufus ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:52 PM and late as usual, it's Captain Equinox, just back from Billville." Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Captain Captain Equinox: Hiya Kiddos! EWeston: Those trees aren't going to stunt themselves EWeston: Keptein Captain Equinox: Greetin's from the Presidink of de United Snakes! EWeston: Postage due? Captain Equinox: Of course. We NEVER pay. ||||||||| Catherwood escorts johan amadeus myjetski inside, makes a note of the time (8:54 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Captain Equinox: hey, jam EWeston: johan(s) Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Johan johan amadeus myjetski: Evening' Capt'n, EW, Mr FireTween johan amadeus myjetski: Another week, another Thursday Captain Equinox: One Organism - One Vote ||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!" EWeston: We couldn't stop it Captain Equinox: Sure Happy It's Thursday! ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:57 PM and late as usual, it's Cease, just back from Vancouver." llanwydd: tgit johan amadeus myjetski: Love Yes. Nice!! ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi cease EWeston: It's the gill growing season here in the Spacific NW Cease: Hi all ||||||||| 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." johan amadeus myjetski: Hey,llan! EWeston: Hey Cease Cease: Did you get the file, Tween? llanwydd: Hey JAM! johan amadeus myjetski: greets, Cease! Rufus_T_Firetween: yes EWeston: Hey look, there's hay ||||||||| PrincipalPoop sneaks in around 8:59 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** 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)' DJTweeny: Hey P EWeston: Daz Pooper PrincipalPoop: hey dere Cease: I had hay ice cream in Paris last summer. ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 25, 2018 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv ralph: should I be paying attention?? Cease: The Pooper johan amadeus myjetski: Hiyas, PP EWeston: Gluton infused? johan amadeus myjetski: Is the room ready for ralph? EWeston: Cooties contained sur PrincipalPoop: is the parlor prepared for patty? ||||||||| Catherwood leads Bottles in through the front door at 9:02 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. EWeston: Maybe yes. Maybe nooo. llanwydd: hi bottles johan amadeus myjetski: Oh, that's Bottles! Cease: Ah, my favouite liquid container Captain Equinox: *honk honk* PrincipalPoop: The voice of Tween and hi bottles EWeston: Ms Bottles ralph: the what ||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's Not Ed, just back from Hellmouth." Bottles: Smells like a dead cat in here ralph: the quajillodry? Not Ed: Pork? PrincipalPoop: is that ed? nope, not ed llanwydd: Hi NE EWeston: Not Ed not howdy, but close johan amadeus myjetski: Hi Not! Cease: dead cats dont type Cease: Hi Not ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: Firesign Theatre’s “I THINK WE'RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u check out BOZOS at https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-rv' Bottles: Tell it like it was! ||||||||| 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!" ralph: read me, doctor memory? EWeston: No but they can sit creativily on any keyboard Not Ed: Hey JAM & llan, EW & PPoop, Cease & Tweeny PrincipalPoop: woof woof johan amadeus myjetski: I remember listening to this during band practice breaks... Not Ed: Hey Cap DJTweeny: starting with where Dwarf ended, with the ice cream truck music Not Ed: Hi Bot DJTweeny: Hey Not Ed PrincipalPoop: The future is now Not Ed: tles ralph: i have this on quadrophonic vinyl DJTweeny: niiiiice llanwydd: I miss quad ralph: and i used to have a system that would supposedly play it that way lol EWeston: The future can be yours with twelve easy installment payments Cease: thats why its a quadrology. they all go together to tell one big story, sort of. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE'RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln Captain Equinox: OOoo-Oooo-Oooooo PrincipalPoop: ahh you answered my question lol ralph: lol Cease: this and eykiw were the only quad albums, right? PrincipalPoop: bet your roots toots Bottles: That woman's trying to kill me johan amadeus myjetski: interesting point, DJT, maybe sometime in the (somewhat) future, we could try listening to both, segued together over the ice cream truck as one continuous episode to technical simulation Not Ed: Goin down Not Ed: Goin down EWeston: I had a four channel Pioneer amp eight track and head phones Not Ed: keeno-reeno DJTweeny: maybe Cat could include that segue into a future collage? PrincipalPoop: I never had quad, I had mono for the longest time EWeston: A sailors hobby at the time collecting audio gear overseas Bottles: Jobs is on the way Not Ed: is this simulated do you suppose? Cease: my parents had a quad 8 track once. i had a quad cassette of Pretzel Logic which was great Cease: good idea, tween PrincipalPoop: is that like dorby? Bottles: The last reel EWeston: Derby? Cease: the hay ice cream truck comes to THIS AREA. Not Ed: dolby? johan amadeus myjetski: i agree, Cease, a great idea! PrincipalPoop: loool Not Ed: lol Cease Not Ed: great SFX Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out the new video of David Ossman and Phil Proctor at the LIBRARY OF CONGRESS >> http://www.loc.gov/today/cyberlc/feature_wdesc.php?rec=8134&loclr=eanw ** ralph: preparing myself for non-simulated exhilaration PrincipalPoop: the future and I'm in it johan amadeus myjetski: I'm sitting back in my own big han... never mind! ralph: it's smaller, but cleaner... EWeston: Built it myself and I really love it Bottles: I have to go get an ice cream cone Not Ed: honk honk Captain Equinox: *honk honk* Not Ed: What? Bottles: Thanks Dear Friends. PrincipalPoop: Cut 'em off at the past ralph: the Wall of Science!!! johan amadeus myjetski: how about the past lives pavilion? ralph: likes to Taiwan on EWeston: Up against it partner PrincipalPoop: ok bottles, it is good for you hallballutions DJTweeny: Hi Bottles Not Ed: hot lumps ralph: Always and forever LOL johan amadeus myjetski: he's no fun... ||||||||| Cease walks away to The Sitting Room. EWeston: He's been goosed ralph: We know for certain, for instance... Bottles: He fell right over. PrincipalPoop: We can surmise ralph: LOFL EWeston: What is all this animal imagery johan amadeus myjetski: paisley surmises ralph: Who am us, anyhow? Not Ed: that's REAL SCIENCE Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE, COOKIE?” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/20171009.html EWeston: We're one of you, I think PrincipalPoop: a rich protein soup Bottles: Civiilzed man johan amadeus myjetski: you IS what you am, ralph! Captain Equinox: Whoops! ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Cat into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:15 PM, then departs. Cat: Cease seems to have ceased. ralph: uncontrollable laughter PrincipalPoop: wb cat Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone a plate of oysterettes ||||||||| Catherwood gets everyone a plate of oysterettes. EWeston: In character llanwydd:tween, have you noticed the title of that book doesnt actually have a comma johan amadeus myjetski: I'd like a cup of that rich preteen soup for supper... ralph: or desisted DJTweeny: I had not, llan PrincipalPoop: prevert johan amadeus myjetski: protean soup ralph: oh, but i do love the clamosaurs DJTweeny: Thanks for pointing it out, llan ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" EWeston: Pre protean stew Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone a bowl of clamosaurs ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a bowl of clamosaurs. Cat: my mother was an oysterette at school PrincipalPoop: I discovered pain and boredom ralph: I smelt the rock Not Ed: lol ralph: lol Cat Cat: what did it smell like? PrincipalPoop: thou who smelt it dealt it Bottles: I just thought I would drop out and say hello Hello! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE'RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln EWeston: Where are those sugar cubes Not Ed: Fudd! PrincipalPoop: I don't why you say goodbye I say more sugar ralph: this is so unambiguous EWeston: Before quantums Cat: Mr Ed ate em, ew ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone more sugar ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone more sugar. EWeston: And he has the keys to the Ferrari ralph: they've been liquidated, and applied to little sheets of paper EW johan amadeus myjetski: I had to split my key... EWeston: I shall write my congressman about this! PrincipalPoop: poor spunky Not Ed: blotter sheets...I knew a guy who collected them johan amadeus myjetski: Perhaps the most singular FST quoteline ||||||||| 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!" ralph: I shall have another drink then Not Ed: bunky johan amadeus myjetski: hued's 1st law, that is PrincipalPoop: really? johan amadeus myjetski: phudd's Not Ed: the motor operated pushover! EWeston: Straight skivie ralph: it goes in and comes out, just like anything!! Not Ed: chug chug Cat: good idea, ralph. i just made another glass of sangria. llanwydd: I said live it or.. johan amadeus myjetski: i really must turn this anticipatory typing thing off someday PrincipalPoop: I can dig it. ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" Bottles: Testicles Deviant Not Ed: right on ralph: it's electric ||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!" Cat: there's a new bar in vegas that features 9 different sangrias. Not Ed: but, there they are ralph: lol Myjetski PrincipalPoop: For the straight poop Cat: you'll hear my review when i return EWeston: An the crooked poop? Not Ed: Hey ralph PrincipalPoop: vegas again already? Rufus_T_Firetween: Cat will be in Sangria Heaven llanwydd: what makes them different, cat. different wine or different fruit? Not Ed: the old in out in out PrincipalPoop: That would be nixon Rufus_T_Firetween: ** 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 Bottles: I'm going back to the shadows but it was a blast. ralph: humphrey DJTweeny: Be well Bottles Cat: havent been there in 2 years. i'm getting thirsty. Not Ed: take care Bot Not Ed: tles EWeston: What a blast indeed PrincipalPoop: ok bottles, have a snort Cat: i'[ll soon find out, llan. Cat: by bottles johan amadeus myjetski: well, Bottles, we hardly knew ye! Nite! ralph: rock a feller, rockefeller, rockefeller johan amadeus myjetski:Ah Clem ||||||||| Outside, the 9:24 PM downtown bus from New York pulls away, leaving Elayne coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. Not Ed: state your name Elayne: Evenin' all! PrincipalPoop: Hi E DJTweeny: Hi Elayne llanwydd: oysterettes rockefeller? johan amadeus myjetski: Hi Elayne! EWeston: Hey dere Elayne ralph: yes, they do Cat: Hi El
Not Ed bows to Elayne johan amadeus myjetski: The prez doesn't want any flashes... hmmm... Cat: Ms President PrincipalPoop: just in time for the president and the bees and jim and ahhh, clem EWeston: In a catatonic state. Iowa I think. johan amadeus myjetski: That's me! Not Ed: lol ||||||||| bortus steals in around 9:26 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident." Not Ed: hello bort PrincipalPoop: et tu bortus? Cat: Bortus johan amadeus myjetski: Bouts! EWeston: Bortus. From the Rhode Island Borus's? Not Ed: jivin' me DJTweeny: Hi bortus johan amadeus myjetski: when were YOU last jivved? Elayne: The most recent episode of Young Sheldon (a sitcom which is really growing on me, the writing and acting is delightful) featured the ELIZA program on which Bozos is based. EWeston: Off camera llanwydd: hi bortus johan amadeus myjetski: bouts! Sorry for the miss spell PrincipalPoop: How do you feel about that E? johan amadeus myjetski: bortus! Elayne: Ting is, the sitcom is set in the late '80s and ELIZA was around since the '60s. Elayne: or '50s? ralph: This truly is one of my favorite 38:49 of all time Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “I THINK WE'RE ALL BOZOS ON THIS BUS” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bozos-ln johan amadeus myjetski: are these commands in early computer languages, like fortran EWeston: And we really do have a springhead in charge Rufus_T_Firetween: ELIZA - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ELIZA PrincipalPoop: yes, and pong was a big deal for a video game Not Ed: thumbs up Rufus johan amadeus myjetski: he broke da prezident ralph: and..... Czorian Siege!! Elayne: Ah, '60s, thanks. EWeston: Mem mem artichoke johan amadeus myjetski: or cobol? Elayne: Ha, the Wiki page even mentions the episode of Young Sheldon that I watched. :) PrincipalPoop: is basic still around? or basica? Elayne: I'd forgotten that the script was called DOCTOR. Elayne: My Doctor memory isn't that good...
Not Ed is heading for the hospitality tower soon PrincipalPoop: unhappy ram jam johan amadeus myjetski: your doctor needs a doctor? EWeston: Take your water wings Not Ed: Chucko! Captain Equinox: You'll THRILL! Not Ed: the shape of water wings Elayne: No mention of Firesign, just that it's "mentioned in pop culture." Not Ed: lol Cap johan amadeus myjetski: mark time reminds me of the Rocky Jones, Space Ranger serial Captain Equinox: I like Tubes - especially Sushi Girl! EWeston: Mighty morphin water wings activate! Cat: my daughter used to sing along with that song when she was a toddler. PrincipalPoop: back in the saddle again ralph: Deputy Dan is your friend EWeston: They keep turning my horse around when I'm watching PrincipalPoop: It's a rainbow, clone me ||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!" johan amadeus myjetski: dePuty Dan has no amigos! Not Ed: hacking cyberspace EWeston: Watchchu! ralph: Clone me Dr. Memory ralph: what have you done........ EWeston: Send yourself out for pizza Not Ed: ahh...Dr. uhh... PrincipalPoop: nose as in plain as the nose on your face ralph: vosotros johan amadeus myjetski: BVD biz? Hmm... Not Ed: the hoov EWeston: I've noticed there is a later message to make Deputy Dan's pants disappear ralph: J Edgar Hover Dam cleaners ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out the new video of David Ossman and Phil Proctor at the LIBRARY OF CONGRESS >> http://www.loc.gov/today/cyberlc/feature_wdesc.php?rec=8134&loclr=eanw ** Cat: i used a clip from that in one of my pkd collages. Not Ed: Tough grid, Mac llanwydd: why did clem have trouble remembering dr memorys name? ralph: the Good Doctor ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| bortus - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... EWeston: Oh good its the docter Not Ed: dr umm...ahh dr....uhh? PrincipalPoop: noo noooo noooo Not Ed: the doctor is unhappy Cat: that was a riff, more of a rut, the firesigns got into during one of their radio series. EWeston: The docter is on what? DJTweeny: cool use of tremelo and echo Cat: i found it tiresome the first time, but they did it again and again. Cat: the idea that you could forget a person named memory just broke them up. Captain Equinox: Gott fly - Dr. Mrs. Equinox is home and not feeling well. Cat: do you remember the future? yesss. for get it! ralph: Doctor Proctor Cat: my favourite firesign bit Not Ed: got it Cat it all makes sense johan amadeus myjetski: in the quantum realms,remembering the future might be possible... EWeston: Glod speed to you both Cap Not Ed: thanks llanwydd: aha. thanks for that info, cat I bet you are the only one who knew johan amadeus myjetski: now my feet are getting too clod to go on... Captain Equinox: No, Mrs. Equinox is a Dr. (Psy D) ralph: he's weird with a beard EWeston: That's cold JAM Not Ed: lol ralph: Ulysses Cat: i hope not, llan llanwydd: excellent Not Ed: Sweet johan amadeus myjetski: What a tour-de-force! EWeston: Always thought the word was clawed ralph: Collgen again, eh Cat? ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: Cat Simril Ishikawa’s “THE BIRTHDAY OF LANGUAGE” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u check out CAT’S COLLAGE ARCHIVE at >> http://kurtericson.com/cat/' Not Ed: Great Cat let's hear it ralph: Collagen. Cat: this is it. talk about your transitions! ralph: no shit johan amadeus myjetski: i remember mama johan amadeus myjetski: sick tired bored ||||||||| 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!" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** A Bit of Fry and Laurie >> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ij1pZvv9m0g Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Cat’s new collage “The Birthday of Language” is now available at >> http://kurtericson.com/cat/ ralph: Sig Freud DJTweeny: Cat, did you include the Deputy Dan Coloring Book in this? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Cat’s Collage Archive at >> http://kurtericson.com/cat/ johan amadeus myjetski: Paul Simon's Mother & Child Reunion was written about eating chicken fried rice & egg foo young together DJTweeny: hahahaha Johan Cat: i didn't tween, but YOU can. ralph: language is.... whaaaaaaa Rufus_T_Firetween: You could probably make a collage out of all their mis-translations Cat: You could indeed, Tween EWeston: Language takes no prisoners Cat: Only numbers. johan amadeus myjetski: Their mis translations / mis pronunciations are something called 'malaprop' ||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote." llanwydd: you are going to make me go out for chinese, jam EWeston: Language is its own phase space ralph: this is incredible johan amadeus myjetski: LOL, llan! llanwydd: I cant afford that too often johan amadeus myjetski: i think i have a frozen spring roll in the fridge... llanwydd: catherwood, get us some chicken fried rice and egg foo young ||||||||| Catherwood gets us some chicken fried rice and egg foo young. EWeston: I have a poised scorpian in mine Rufus_T_Firetween: Johan, author Molly Ivins called GW Bush "A Master Of The Malaprop" EWeston: His mother made him go to ballet class Rufus_T_Firetween: must be it ralph: catherwood, roll us a couple of bombers and leave them on the side table ||||||||| Catherwood steps over to ralph and inquires "Did you want me?" EWeston: Molly was a treasure Cat: indeed, ew Rufus_T_Firetween: She was indeed... much missed llanwydd: who would have thought the FST would do winnie the pooh? ralph: oh, well...... ***sigh*** Rufus_T_Firetween: She'd be having a ball with Trump johan amadeus myjetski: Yeah, but GW malapropos by ignore, not by comedic intent DJTweeny: not I, llan johan amadeus myjetski: ignorance DJTweeny: true, Johan Cat: they used to do this whenever they were on the radio at the end of nov, early dec as it coincided with bergman's and ossman's birthdays EWeston: Agreed Rufus ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. llanwydd: piglet sounds like mrs presky Cat: the sound of page being turned. Cat: that works perfectly. Cat: thats kind of riff on proctor's mother, llan johan amadeus myjetski: Eor must've been the inspiration for the depressed robot in Hitchhiker's Guide ralph: OMG no way!!!! johan amadeus myjetski: hmmm... makes me think of nancy somehow... johan amadeus myjetski: it goes in, it comes out ralph: is that really A. A. Milne??? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out Cat’s Collage Archive at >> http://kurtericson.com/cat/ ralph: used to have those in the bookshelf, since before I learned to read johan amadeus myjetski: is this Wings? PrincipalPoop: back, somebody changed my radio channel, this is the beatles EWeston: Get back ! PrincipalPoop: come together Cat: Bergman wanted to create the Beatles of comedy, and he succeeded. ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" llanwydd: cool! ralph: here here johan amadeus myjetski: YES! A beauteous thing this collage is! Thanks Cat!!! EWeston: Some fun! PrincipalPoop: I like language, yum Cat: Just finishing up next week's, also about language, this time with carlin. EWeston: It goes straight to my hips ralph: me no spic you clazy langridge johan amadeus myjetski: looking forward to that, Cat! ||||||||| 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!" PrincipalPoop: I thought you were just big boned EWeston: Yes my fat has big bones ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Now playing: from the DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS Dear Friends collection “ALL NITE IMAGES” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u check out DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=domm-rv' johan amadeus myjetski: like the hot kiss at the end of a wet fist? ralph: i just watched a recent Eric Burdon live video last night PrincipalPoop: quite johan amadeus myjetski: Spill the Wine, Ralph? PrincipalPoop: he was an animal I think Cat: did he do Monterrey? ralph: no JAM, it was a cover ralph: or something I didn't know he wrote PrincipalPoop: Jesus just left Chicago or something like that? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ EWeston: The acid is better now PrincipalPoop: citric or sulfuric or nitric? EWeston: ergot PrincipalPoop: ergot o mine ralph: hashed lung meat? EWeston: Sure you say that now PrincipalPoop: deviled kidneys Cat: a whole town high on rye Cat: the coal trane. EWeston: Many simple peoples believed this PrincipalPoop: Do your own thing. Cat: this is austin doing his george putnam voices. Cat: putnam was a right-wing scourge of la tv news in those days ralph: my lung meat is fairly well hashed EWeston: My loin of fat is extra crispy ralph: downtown arkansas lol llanwydd: I used to invest in george putnam mutual funds. is that the same guy? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out David Ossman’s book “MARSHMALLOWS AND DESPAIR” at www.davidossman.com Cat: i hope not Cat: i' Cat: i'm from downtown canada myself Cat:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Putnam_(newsman) PrincipalPoop: leave your loin alone EWeston: Fletcher says its his. Do I need a lawyer? ralph: but be sure he keeps up on the payments EWeston: It's extra if pro tentacle PrincipalPoop: talking in black voice there? ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." ralph: whatt peeple makin like thay bleck? johan amadeus myjetski: he said 'blessed are the cheesemakers' EWeston: Gembilin? Cat: lol jam Rufus_T_Firetween: great scene, johan ralph: LOL ralph: Little Richard Nixon LOL johan amadeus myjetski: Tutti Fruity, indeed! Cat: that is a great one, ralph. Rufus_T_Firetween: ** 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 ralph: cracek me the F up Cat: this was the piece i played on nhk, japanese national radio,in 74, 75 Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Watch the Firesign Theatre Youtube Channel at >> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCXdhVqpbttKSvBWGWHSBkgw/videos?shelf_id=0&view=0&sort=dd ralph: bad image...... delete delete Rufus_T_Firetween: lol ralph: incredible Rufus_T_Firetween: ** FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla (free) from the iTunes Store, and online: FST podcasts at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://rfo.chromiumswitch.org/?p=archive ralph: that, by the way, is a quote from the movie "Eulogy"//// ralph: one of the most heavily underrated films of the 21st century ||||||||| 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: The running of the cheese logs PrincipalPoop: I remember mister melogy ||||||||| Catherwood ushers Sugar inside, makes a note of the time (10:39 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. PrincipalPoop: wipe on wipe off ralph: pollution is such a happening thing! EWeston: Sugar, levels nominal PrincipalPoop: ahh sugar sugar DJTweeny: Hi Sugar Cat: More Sugar! johan amadeus myjetski: it's more... uh... more, something, if i could just.... PrincipalPoop: A new mother nature taking over EWeston: With a new restraining order johan amadeus myjetski: new restraining world order? Sugar: How do they know my name? EWeston: Following the new restressing order PrincipalPoop: you are lying when you should be truthing EWeston: Exsistencial crisis? You've come to the right [lace johan amadeus myjetski: nite all! gotta run, an appointment with that spring roll. see you all next fireaday! EWeston: Buh By johan PrincipalPoop: that is a lyric from these boots are made for walking, night JAM DJTweeny: Have a great week Johan EWeston: Or place johan amadeus myjetski: thx! PrincipalPoop: I think the NSA has kidnapped Beet, bring him back next week spooks DJTweeny: redbozoette also MIA DJTweeny: and Shoes Cat: By Jammy DJTweeny: and NancyKat PrincipalPoop: and whosits also, gosh ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" PrincipalPoop: nancy, ginger, the professor and maryann. Cat: lost at sea. I see...you are....a sailor. EWeston: Judge Parker Sugar: Go easy on me fellas, it's my first time here, or anywhere for that matter. EWeston: We're safe as clowns milk PrincipalPoop: Bend over and roll up your arm. Do you want regular or premium? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS - Every Firesign Theatre radio broadcast from the "Dear Friends" era (1970-1972) >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/firesale/firesale.php?audio#DUKEOFPFTFTJ ||||||||| 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' Cat: You are welcome here, Sugar DJTweeny: We're about done here Sugra, but please do join us next week :) PrincipalPoop: yes, come on in, take off your skin, and rattle around in your bones... Cat: The Firesign always wanted to be a campfire around which people could gather. People like You. Sugar: I'd feel comfortable with a tall glass of meat 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 PrincipalPoop: You say that and I keep waiting for the 'smores.... ||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action! Cat: What brings you here, Sugar? DJTweeny: *Sugar Cat: If you like Firesign, you're in the right place. EWeston: In this world you are not on your own ralph: are you my candy girl? PrincipalPoop: from the quotes I would say whaaat? Sugar: I'm late to this fun, but i'm a long time fan of Firesign and just discovered you all. ralph: More Sugar!! EWeston: Kim Kool ad, I tink PrincipalPoop: Sugar the Barbarian, oops that was Hagar and not sammy ||||||||| "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: congratulations ralph: Trinitrons? PrincipalPoop: sony or samsung EWeston: The holy trinitron! ralph: well-timed...... Cat: until the internet, it was hard for firesign fans to find each other. Sugar: Also the time here is 5:55 pm I'm way way way out west in the land of Aloha., llanwydd: sure did Cat: thanks again, tween. ralph: holy smoke DJ, you done gone and done it agin Cat: my carlin collage will be here next week. PrincipalPoop: thanks tween and aloha, shalom all ||||||||| PrincipalPoop leaves at 10:57 PM, singing "Oh, I'm just a little fishy, floating in the sea, and there ain't no hook that's smart enough to catch the likes of me..." ralph: more collagen!! llanwydd: thanks tween, thanks cat EWeston: See yah on the funway all Cat: you didnt get nuked, sugar? DJTweeny: Thanks for listening, all… See you next week, same Firetime, same Firestation... ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." ralph: alas, I will certainly miss it Not Ed: Take good care everybody! llanwydd: nite everybody ||||||||| llanwydd rushes off, saying "10:58 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" Not Ed: Thanks Rufus & Tweeny Not Ed: Ty Cat Cat: i remember the cuban missile crisis, when death seemed seconds away. Sugar: not yet, but you never know. Cat: i think we're safe, sugar Cat: see you saturday, llan Sugar: How do know my name? ralph: i was hiding under my desk in first grade for that Cat ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. DJTweeny: Until last time, again... Cat: i did a collage about that. it's on the site tween posted earlier. Sugar: Being vaporized can't be all bad. Cat:http://kurtericson.com/cat/ Cat: Nukes Sugar: Thanks for warm welcome everyone...it's Sugars first time here. ralph: see you in a few then ralph: thanks again DJ Sugar: I must go too. my shoes are off, now just looking for my flute. Cat: Keep on coming, Sugar. We've been here since 95 and will go on as long in the future, hopefuly. the Firesign are eternal. we're just time limited Cat: gotta go correct my grand daughters' homework. see y'all next week. ||||||||| Cat rushes off, saying "11:06 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?" ||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Sugar - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Elayne - dead from the yaws ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| DJTweeny - dead from The Plague ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Not Ed - 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: ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - 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: ||||||||| Bottles - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| ralph - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Cease - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'Oolbenite', just granted probation at 1:13 AM", then leaves hurriedly. Oolbenite: hi,it's me again...............Martha. ||||||||| It's 1:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Oolbenite - dead from the yaws ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| johan amadeus myjetski - 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 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: ||||||||| EWeston - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| 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:
Bottles
Captain Equinox
Cat
Cease
DJTweeny
Elayne
EWeston
johan amadeus myjetski
llanwydd
Not Ed
Oolbenite
PrincipalPoop
ralph
Rufus_T_Firetween
Sugar
