||||||||| 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 February 22, 2018 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with RedPillTweeny close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:10 AM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule. ||||||||| It's 8:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:48 AM, dragging RedPillTweeny by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?" ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 9 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 9:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 6:07 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the vestibule. ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween is thrown out the window just as the clock strikes 6:13 PM. ||||||||| DJTweeny sashays in at 6:54 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. ||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. ** Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET visit Firesign's web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com' ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Outside, the 8:22 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Rufus_T_Firetween coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. ||||||||| 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 J. A. M. gets out at 8:29 PM. ||||||||| 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: "8:31 PM and late as usual, it's Osgood Conklin, just back from Galveston." DJTweeny: allo Johan DJTweeny: Hi Osgood J. A. M.: allo, allo, allo! Osgood Conklin: There is a disturbance in the field. J. A. M.: So many humble thanks, Kurt, for last week's EYKIW! I thoroughly enjoyed it, & the warm comradeship FireFriends! J. A. M.: of my FireFriends Osgood Conklin: My best yo to all. J. A. M.: HiYa, Osgood! Rufus_T_Firetween: You are very welcome, and of course Next World this evening :) ||||||||| Kelraith steps in at 8:37 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker. Kelraith: Ello! Osgood Conklin: I have had to rely on my dog today. I woke up stupid. J. A. M.: I KNOW!I love it almost as well! Rufus_T_Firetween: Osgood, Nino (see the link at the bottom of the chat page) says you're from Galveston. Austin here... Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Kelraith Kelraith: Trying to ignore work again..... J. A. M.: Ossie, is that (relying on the dog) a bad thing? ||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..." Osgood Conklin: I like Galveston, but I'm in Nuevo Mexico. J. A. M.: hey kelraith! DJTweeny: Nino's wayyyyy off lol Osgood Conklin: My dog is a faithful compendium. ||||||||| 8:41 PM: ralph 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!" ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: warm up music (The Police) 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)' Osgood Conklin: He is a Chihuahua, who are deranged to begin with, and then he has me for a master. ralph: it was on fire when i lay down on it........... DJTweeny: Hi ralph ralph: Howdy pardner J. A. M.: Mr. SpoilSport! ralph: Mister MyJetSki! DJTweeny: First time here, Osgood? J. A. M.: Really like this Police album! DJTweeny: Synchronicity - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synchronicity_(The_Police_album) DJTweeny: One of my favorites as well :) J. A. M.: One FootFighter 22's favorite band! DJTweeny: absolutely ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'MobyD', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:54 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... DJTweeny: Hi MobyD ||||||||| 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." MobyD: Yes, I am. Thanks for asking. DJTweeny: haha ||||||||| EWeston sneaks in around 8:56 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." DJTweeny: Hi EW J. A. M.: Hi Moby! HiYa, EW! ||||||||| 8:57 PM: Cease jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" MobyD: Greasings and salivations to all and sundry and sun-dried. DJTweeny: Hi Cease Cease: Help, it's the police. DJTweeny: yy EWeston: Lo Tweeny, Rufus, JAM, Kelraith, Moby D, Osgood Conklin, and all the ships at sea, or corn J. A. M.: greets, Cease! Cease: Hi all ||||||||| 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)' ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, February 22, 2018 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" J. A. M.: "Like looking in my mirror and seeing a police car..." EWeston: Your ceasehood 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 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!" ||||||||| 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 Beet gets out at 9:01 PM. Beet: Evening Dear Friends. DJTweeny: Hi Beet Beet: Hello Dr Tween EWeston: Beets in the house Cease: Beet Beet: HI EwW Beet: minus one "w" MobyD: Well, he won't be the Lonesome Beet with all of us around. Beet: Hi Dr Cease Beet: Hey Moby EWeston: I was trying that out audibly. Did bad things to my lips Beet: Everybody slams the door ||||||||| "9:04 PM? 9:04 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Nancy should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Nancy enters and sits in front of the fireplace. Cease: Nancy EWeston: Just saw John Candy walk around a corner on screen Beet: Darling Nancy! J. A. M.: Jola, beet! ralph: thank god i haven't yet run out of hempseed oil EWeston: Nan Cee J. A. M.: Hi Nancy! ||||||||| Elmer Ho enters at 9:05 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Chapeau Manger. Beet: Hi JAM ||||||||| 9:05 PM -- Elmer Ho left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Currently playing: Firesign Theatre’s “IN THE NEXT WORLD YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN” 128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u check out THE NEXT WORLD at https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=nextworld-rv' J. A. M.: Elmer! EWeston: Elmer who? Cease: Ho DJTweeny: Hi Nancy, Elmer ||||||||| 9:05 PM: Elmer Ho 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!" Beet: Hi Ho EWeston: Elmer's conflicted Elmer Ho: is this microphome working? (tap tap tap) Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “IN THE NEXT WORLD YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=nextworld-ln J. A. M.: what is reality? Beet: One Footfire 22 ralph: Eati it! EWeston: You cry for progress. I scream for Ice Cream! Elmer Ho: brb... my screen is flashing, and yet I have not taken drugs Beet: Scuz FootFighter ||||||||| At 9:07 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Elmer Ho!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on... ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:08 PM, dragging Not Ed by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?" Beet: Hi Not EWeston: Knot Ed? Not Ed: Pork? DJTweeny: Not hello Not Ed Cease: Not Not Ed: Cheers Beet & EW, Tweeny & C Beet: Defending the dog population ralph: Hi, I'm not Bob Not Ed: Arf arf Not Ed: Hey ralph EWeston: I think one of my cats could take Klong Not Ed: & JAM & Nan & Ruf Cease: Are you the Ralph with all the supermarkets? EWeston: Ralph the Wonder marketer ralph: just drive north or south in the direction of your choice ralph: but i don't know about no supermarket but shoprite no more Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE COOKIE?” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/20171009.html EWeston: Did Don ever come to one of Peggy's affairs? J. A. M.: Oh, hi, NotEd! Cease: When I was in high school in LA, I worked at a Ralph's market. ralph: i've been to LAX once EWeston: A governor today was lead out of office in cuffs ralph: on my way to australia lol ralph: yes, in St. Louis!!!! ||||||||| Catherwood leads Elmer Ho inside, makes a note of the time (9:14 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. ralph: speaking of dead cats Elmer Ho: hello again EWeston: Is your interface settling down Elmer? ralph: a state of abject Missouri DJTweeny: The Woodrow Stool character is from Over The Edge Elmer Ho: my computer is from when Windows 2007 was being offered as a free upgrade, which might explain a few things EWeston: Busted by the X of the object of his affection DJTweeny: Ha! They even used the same theme music just there Not Ed: glass of meat Elmer Ho: kim selling meat... hmm... ralph: pour me a glass of meat, would y J. A. M.: Sugar fed meat! Not Ed: that was a shared phrase for a long time Not Ed: lol JAM right Elmer Ho: jumping queues and making haste just ain't my cup of meat ralph: Celebrity Cleanup! lol ralph: Ho ho Not Ed: good lord the hemp we smoked listening to this one, my my EWeston: We're climbing out of hell on your phone calls ralph: i am in good company then ||||||||| Catherwood escorts Clem inside, makes a note of the time (9:19 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. DJTweeny: imagine that, Not Ed lol DJTweeny: Hi Clem Beet: Hello clem Elmer Ho: hi, uh, clem EWeston: Clem the real article Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “IN THE NEXT WORLD YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=nextworld-ln J. A. M.: Imagine that - I lived long enough to be good company... J. A. M.: Hi clem! Not Ed: eaClem Not Ed: What? Not Ed: cabt' typo ralph: Quinn the Eskimo EWeston: Goes for a swim ||||||||| Catherwood leads allthosebrokentreaties in through the front door at 9:21 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone a steaming heap of covfefe ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a steaming heap of covfefe. Not Ed: Hi alt EWeston: Allo topical name Beet: Howdy all DJTweeny: the uh, clem or ah, clem link will take you to the memorial page of te guy who did the chat show before me, his nick has been retired :) allthosebrokentreaties: eat flaming death, fascist media pigs! DJTweeny: Hi broken Not Ed: more sugar! allthosebrokentreaties: it's the worst street in town, it's so bad. EWeston: Blacked media pig, my favorite ralph: thanks for the link Kurt allthosebrokentreaties: they call everybody sugar DJTweeny: yw ralph :) ||||||||| 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!" J. A. M.: Hi Ally Not Ed: Minnie Jaja Elmer Ho: thanks tweeny, wondered what happened there ralph: blackened media pig, served with a garden salad Not Ed: Zaza Jaja allthosebrokentreaties: I want a planeload of cash! EWeston: And a personal DOA tag on one toe Not Ed: right on! J. A. M.: Skipper - where's MaryAnne? allthosebrokentreaties: your DNA sportsweb is on the air! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “IN THE NEXT WORLD YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN” at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=nextworld-ln Cease: Trick or Treaties J. A. M.: LOL, cease! EWeston: More fun than trick or trout Not Ed: Tick or T*tt*es EWeston: Procter as an anoying kid allthosebrokentreaties: I gagged down the drinks and ate the cup. allthosebrokentreaties: Three dinger Mickey says hi. Cease: Sounds like the olympics EWeston: It had a great nose allthosebrokentreaties: err, finger Elmer Ho: three dinger Mickey sounds better Elmer Ho: oh no - not crows J. A. M.: we'd like to thank all our athletic supporters! EWeston: Three dinger Micky's will sue shortly, but they're a short company allthosebrokentreaties: They've shot out the TV! allthosebrokentreaties: Sing or you're a goner! EWeston: Those transvestites can be tricky J. A. M.: tricksy, precious! Beet: Don't you mean transgender? Not Ed:https://youtu.be/c2nU2s7BTO0 EWeston: KPIG radio? EWeston: Not that'd be TG EWeston: No, groan Not Ed: must admit haven't heard this in a while - love it, brings back...ah...er...um... DJTweeny: I used to listen to KPIG on occasion Not Ed: er...hmm ralph: I confess... if i have ever heard this before, it was in another lifetime DJTweeny: Not Ed needs to may a visit to Dr., er... EWeston: Hema hama robics and a barbeque J. A. M.: I'd had enough for one lifetime... Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE COOKIE?” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/20171009.html EWeston: Remenberries DJTweeny: *pay a visit ralph: i think i just bought that book Not Ed: Is every Firesign record a gem or what? these guys were good, yep EWeston: Yup ralph: hidden gems even Not Ed: particularly the one in the middle ||||||||| 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!" Cease: still are, ed. have you heard proctor and ossman at the library of congress recently? Not Ed: yes totally worth checking out Not Ed: c Not Ed: did you record it? Beet: Dr Tween will give you the link, I think 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 Not Ed: my dog Bozo EWeston: Think of the agents!
DJTweeny wonders if we should form a band called The Bozo Dog Band Not Ed: thanks Rufus Rufus_T_Firetween: yw Not Ed: haha Tween sure J. A. M.: Bozo Do Dah Dog Band... catchy Not Ed: I double on hornophone btw EWeston: Gonna need two sax players Tweeny. Love to play Mr. Appallo Not Ed: two at once! EWeston: With a duck on his head J. A. M.: Not E clones on the homophones... hmmm... J. A. M.: i play soprano sax... Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone various sizes of hornophones ||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone various sizes of hornophones. Cease: It's a floor was AND a dessert topping J. A. M.: while doing the trouser press, baby. 1, 2, 3, kick! Cease: wax Not Ed: just pucker up and blow ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| allthosebrokentreaties - dead from the yaws ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... EWeston: I'll stick to my bass xanks Not Ed: haha C Elmer Ho: i tried to learn to play bass xanks but decided to stick with alto xanks EWeston: You done my brain in , definitly needs a two sax attack Not Ed: no sax without permission EWeston: A third hand does help with that infernal instument Elmer Ho: you can join our band if you're a consenting adult DJTweeny: always wear a conundrum ||||||||| 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." Not Ed: lol EW J. A. M.: sax & violins, sax & violins, nothing butt sax & violins DJTweeny: Violins old chap, violins!! Not Ed: turn kids into jazz beatnicks EWeston: Violent violins Elmer Ho: violins are not the answer J. A. M.: Wild crows? never caught that before! EWeston: But we forgot the question Not Ed: violins cause videogames Cease: better than violence Beet: they break when you hit someone EWeston: Downhill country fiddling could be a good Olympic event ralph: RIP Gilda Radner Not Ed: time for the funny foam Not Ed: mandatory mushroom allotment J. A. M.: I'm your wicked Uncle Ernie, and I'll fiddle about, fiddle about Beet: I had an explicit relationship once Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone a peyote button ||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a peyote button. EWeston: That violin isn't dead yet. It's dead...now ralph: thanks Catherwood ||||||||| Catherwood answers "You're welcome." DJTweeny: Glida's "Let's Talk Dirty To The Animals" is hilarious J. A. M.: bring out yer dead! bring out yer dead! DJTweeny: Is this a Furry orgy? Not Ed: haha yes it is Tweeny I saw it - there's a video out there ralph: and thank you, DJ Elmer Ho: i'm feeling better - i'd like to go for a walk... DJTweeny: yw Not Ed: Elmer hi ho! Not Ed: what is reality? ralph: all cued up EWeston: Intimate relations with a walk can be a cause for comment Not Ed: I really like this record ralph: or is that queued? EWeston: Tastes like pork ||||||||| 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!" Not Ed: it's skewed Not Ed: Pork? ralph: why don't you pick up your queues faster Not Ed: lol Elmer Ho: lol ralph EWeston: You dumb bunny! Not Ed: great record thanks Tweeny Beet: Very interesting album DJTweeny: interesting and complex Not Ed: Procmer & birdman soon pls J. A. M.: lol, ralph! EWeston: Never let them near your feet ||||||||| "9:49 PM? 9:49 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits at the bar. llanwydd: evening folks DJTweeny: Hi llan EWeston: Hey Lllan Elmer Ho: howdddy llan Not Ed: howdy llan J. A. M.: hi loan! Beet: look it's llan Cease: ossman and austin wrote next world, mentioning somewhere that they appreciated the desert a lot more than proctor and bergman Cease: llan Not Ed: I can see that C based on things they've said Not Ed: cool Cease: austin talked about the desert A Lot Elmer Ho: Austin wrote about he and Oona would go camping in the desert ralph: Austin is in the desert, isn't it? Cease: indeed Not Ed: cool Not Ed: texas is a desert J. A. M.: not much of a fan of the desert myself Elmer Ho: in more ways than one, !Ed EWeston: Where the armadillos spoon you at night llanwydd: no deserts in texas ralph: i rest my ase ralph: case Cease: the austins lived on fox island, near tacoma llanwydd: I have been there Beet: Don't forget the East Texas Piney Woods Not Ed: i enjoy desert after a meal Not Ed: a plateful of sand llanwydd: I hope you dont eat sand, ed Not Ed: i stopped doing that llan EWeston: Sand is for pounding not for eating! Not Ed: lol llanwydd: it doesnt digest ralph: why is this so effing hilarious Beet: Good for your gizzerd Cease: is this one of the extras on domm? Not Ed: they're rolling EWeston: And appartently my ankle is for attacking by my cat ralph: all hail is breaking loose Not Ed: ha EW EWeston: Rogers like a mini cheeta DJTweeny: you have a mouse-shaped ankle, EW? ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Garry into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:55 PM, then departs. Not Ed: 100 pts ralph DJTweeny: Hi Garry llanwydd: hi Garry Cease: Garry ralph: i have groaning pains ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Now playing: from the DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS Extras collection “AL ATLAS INTERVIEW” 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' Beet: Hello Garry Not Ed: waz real Garry DJTweeny: oops, forgot the banner EWeston: Every thing is mouse shaped to Roger J. A. M.: a cheat like mimi rogers, is that what you meant Not Ed: Catherwood explain this conversation ||||||||| Catherwood walks up to Not Ed and mumbles "Someone mention my name?" EWeston: The truth can be painful, so can Roger Not Ed: Roger, Roger J. A. M.: Roger, roger! Not Ed: hahaha J. A. M.: Wait a minute! Who are you! Not Ed: great minds ||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?" J. A. M.: Take that, you M poster! Not Ed: Goo goo ga joob Not Ed: with the marshmallow filling J. A. M.: more sugar! llanwydd: always wondered what that joob stuff was made of EWeston: Less filling! Not Ed: Catherwood give everyone a box of sugar and a funnel ||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a box of sugar and a funnel. Beet: Nausiating really llanwydd: same stuff they make goo goo clusters from EWeston: A Tribute to realty ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Not Ed: I knew it llan I just knew it llanwydd: I know providence pretty well Beet: suitably weird ||||||||| 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." J. A. M.: good bless and god night Not Ed: wild Tweeny Not Ed: streamin by night ||||||||| Mudhead steals in around 10:02 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident." EWeston: If the records were'nt free. We'd all news! Beet: Hey Mud Cease: leaving, jam? Not Ed: Hi Mud J. A. M.: hi mud head! Cease: hi mud EWeston: Masta Mudhead Not Ed: Good pt EW Not Ed: Look it's the king of France! J. A. M.: for several minutes, cease! brb! ||||||||| Mudhead runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 10:03 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!" Not Ed: Taylor rocks! EWeston: Was it something I said? ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** Now playing: from the DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS Dear Friends collection “THE WHISPERIN' SQUASH SHOW” 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' DJTweeny: Hi Mudhead Beet: Yay! Elmer Ho: ñ EWeston: Yikes! Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Phil Proctor's new book is out! “WHERE’S MY FORTUNE COOKIE?” >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/pressrel/20171009.html EWeston: The wine dark air Beet: Abcient history Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out David Ossman’s book “MARSHMALLOWS AND DESPAIR” at www.davidossman.com Beet: ancient EWeston: They always got bad press 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: Gee what a lot of narcs EWeston: A health Bund EWeston: Where are the sponge warehouses? DJTweeny: er, parks... lol ||||||||| adam enters at 10:09 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Hat Pack Annex. DJTweeny: Hi adam Cease: adam EWeston: Adam hi there Beet: The First Man 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 DJTweeny: /me has a lot of respect for Smedley Butler DJTweeny: a former general having the guts to say 'war is a racket' Cease: great man EWeston: Ah the coup stopper ||||||||| Catherwood walks up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'MrsPresky', just granted probation at 10:11 PM", then leaves hurriedly. Elmer Ho: from War Is a Racket Cease: Mrs Beet: Hi Mrs P DJTweeny: Hi MrsPresky EWeston: Going solo Mrs Presky? MrsPresky: Evening, all... Elmer Ho: good evening MrsPresky llanwydd: miss preskys mother? EWeston: In Roda Spain 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 Beet: I was stationed in Rota Elmer Ho: when i worked for a DoD supply depot we would send parts to Moron, Spain EWeston: Patrol squadrons had deployments there MrsPresky: <---- bleary eyed... llanwydd: rota rooter? Elmer Ho: sometimes a requisition would come through for "Moron repair parts" EWeston: That was us! Rufus_T_Firetween: haha ||||||||| 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!" Elmer Ho: I think there's an air force base in Moron MrsPresky: you are correct, Elmer Ho ||||||||| 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."
Not Ed is. Beet: Ask Yoko EWeston: Ask Alice Elmer Ho: go ahead - ask them J. A. M.: i think she'll know... EWeston: All I get is voice mail ||||||||| 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." ||||||||| "10:19 PM? I'm late!" exclaims MrsPresky, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds. Beet: there is an air force base called torrejon in Spain EWeston: And there's the restaining order too Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign Cheese Log, the archive of our weekly chat sessions - http://www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com/chat/logs/indexx.html ** 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/ Elmer Ho: time to shuffle off - thanks for another groovy evening Elmer Ho: be safe and healthy everyone Not Ed: oh the potanity ||||||||| 10:20 PM -- Elmer Ho left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). EWeston: Ceuwl DJTweeny: stay groovy, Elmer Not Ed: take care El J. A. M.: nite elmer! Beet: Nite Elmer Cease: by elmer EWeston: Finarmidu? J. A. M.: cat-man-doo? Beet: a Dear John letter EWeston: A garden horror! Not Ed: Dear Jack J. A. M.: stop doing it for me! you're doing it to me! -moe howard MobyD: Finarmidu, do-do-de-do-do - Finarmidu, do-do-de-do - Finarmidu, do-do-de-do-do, de-do-do, de-do-de-do-de-do-do-do-do-doot EWeston: Dear Prudence ||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!" Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Firesign T-shirts, coffee mugs and other goodies now available at >> http://www.cafepress.com/firesign EWeston: Did you trip? Not Ed: mugs! Beet: lol ||||||||| 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: Make tracks ||||||||| 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!" J. A. M.: blood on some of those tracks? EWeston: After they were mixed down Not Ed: gory laugh tracks ||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!" EWeston: John's sister Mary Derrick DJTweeny: Proc's Tweeny voice ||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!" Beet: John had some of the hottest women in Hollywood EWeston: Against a wall? Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Check out the FIRESIGN THEATRE FUNWAY at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/funway Beet: lol llanwydd: I remember this sketch from the Big Mystery Joke Book llanwydd: sxdcfvghnjk Beet: That's easy for you to say EWeston: Not with his teeth out Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Archives For The FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS can be found at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow J. A. M.: pull your teeth in! EWeston: He'll need a rigger Cease: will have to do some collages about japan. firesign has a lot of material to work with. Rufus_T_Firetween: they do indeed Cease: Next weeks is called Ursula K Le Firesign Rufus_T_Firetween: and there's that song "I Think I'm Turning Japanese" EWeston: I found some new S Milligan/ Goon show material on Utube this week J. A. M.: oh, i looking forward to that, cease! Cease: i used that in one of my collages already Rufus_T_Firetween: Was just thinking maybe you id Rufus_T_Firetween: *did Cease: one of the world's fair collages J. A. M.: in 1940, there was a hit song called 'the japanese sandman' No joke! ||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| adam - dead from measles ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Cease: i didnt know that, jam Rufus_T_Firetween: Any requests for FST material for the coming weeks, folks? Beet: I like the Plocmer and Blegman suggestion. Cease: my leguin collage should be about 30 min and along with it, a radio play ossman made of one of her stories J. A. M.: here arte shaw's version: https://youtu.be/tiho-Bx7AbE Cease: yeah proc/berg goes with anything. Rufus_T_Firetween: Will mark down some P&B Cease: that does sound like 40s music EWeston: One man One channel! J. A. M.: another version with the andrews sisters: https://youtu.be/Ft5M8UQnSuo Not Ed: Whoops! Not Ed: Away! EWeston: The bannister, can be treacherous Cease: i'm uisng this in my new leguin collage 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 DJTweeny: It was like trout fishing in the reflecting pool... ||||||||| 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' J. A. M.: It was like routing fishing in amerika J. A. M.: trout EWeston: Never turn your back on a trout, or crendenza Beet: Not much trout where I am from. Cease: i had some great trout in paris last summer Beet: I would not know the taste. EWeston: We brought out 76 rainbow trout from the Cabinet Mountains. Put then in a cars trunk and they left for Omaha DJTweeny: One doesn't think of trout being a fish native to France J. A. M.: had some wonderful rainbow trout recently, one of the few animals i still eat... DJTweeny: Thanks for listening, all… See you next week, same Firetime, same Firestation... Cease: there is a town called Banta in the French Basque territory that has amazing trout EWeston: Swell evening. I hope too swell up again. ||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Clem - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... Kelraith: gnight ralph: Great show again DJ Beet: This was fun. Nece to see everyone. Looking forward to next week's collage, Dr Cease. Thanks always Dr Tween. G'Nite. Cease: Ok folks, new collage next week. ||||||||| 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!" J. A. M.: Love, love. love to all! Thanks to everyone for the great laughs! c u next week! Cease: Bye ||||||||| Cease departs at 10:55 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?" J. A. M.: Rev Rendlsport! MobyD: Adidas - gotta run! ralph: Siyonara DJTweeny: 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 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Garry - dead from The Plague ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Not Ed - 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: ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Nancy - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| DJTweeny - dead from jaundice ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Beet - dead from the common cold ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from the common cold ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood leads Regis Filmdon inside, makes a note of the time (12:41 AM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something. Regis Filmdon: Lost in space ||||||||| Regis Filmdon leaves to catch the 12:43 AM train to Hellmouth. ||||||||| It's 12:55 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... ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| J. A. M. - dead from Globner's disease ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| MobyD - dead from The Plague ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| Osgood Conklin - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| 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: ||||||||| ralph - 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 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: ||||||||| Kelraith - dead from dengue fever ||||||||| 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:
allthosebrokentreaties
Beet
Cease
DJTweeny
Elmer Ho
EWeston
J. A. M.
Kelraith
llanwydd
MobyD
MrsPresky
Not Ed
Osgood Conklin
ralph
Regis Filmdon
Rufus_T_Firetween
