Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
12/21/2023

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:32 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for December 21, 2023 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| pweaver_42 sneaks in around 8:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 11:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| pweaver_42 - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Rufus_T_Firetween should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Rufus_T_Firetween enters and sits on the couch.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 6 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 7:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 21, 2023 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
the Firesign Chat & Show starts at
7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight:
Cat's Collage “Beatles! Christmas! Firesigns!”
plus from Firesign's BOX OF DANGER “Back From The Shadows”
and from Phil Austin's TALES OF THE OLD DETECTIVE “X Is For Christmas”
Listen to the 256k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
or the 16k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1'
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:00 PM, dragging Tweeny by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from Covid 19
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Tweeny enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and dashes off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Cease inside, makes a note of the time (8:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Cease: No warm up music any more, right?
Tweeny: Hi Cease
Tweeny: Nope, since we're going with RFD automation the show doesn't start until the top of the hour.
Tweeny: If you tune in before that, you'll just hear regular RFD programming.
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Deputy Dang', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Tweeny: Howdy Deputy
Deputy Dang: Howdy Tweeny! Howdy, Cat!
Deputy Dang: telemetry, music, potatyo potahto
Cease: Hi Dang
||||||||| 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..
Tweeny: and the show has begun...
Deputy Dang: So far, so good!
Cease: i'd forgotten this bit, tween.
Cease: we begin and end with nick tonight
Deputy Dang: Has anybody seen my pickle?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Bunnyboy into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:00 PM, then departs.
Bunnyboy: Lo ho ho dere
Cease: Hi Bunny
Tweeny: Hey Bunny
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Bunnyboy!
Bunnyboy: Day off, so why not?
Bunnyboy: I get home about 5:30 PT, so a rare bird.
Cease: How's it going, Bun?
Bunnyboy: Right all right! You?
Cease: Tween requested a christmas collage and we listened to a couple on his tuesday show last week.
Cease: It was wonderful to delve in 50 year old Beatles and mix with Firesign.
Cease: Christmas always has a memory gravity
Deputy Dang: I wonder where Ruth is...
Cease: Watching Scrooge on TV in a few hours on CBC
Bunnyboy: Lordy, protect us from FAIresign! #QuantumRiffing
Cease: Probly my favourite flick
Bunnyboy: Sim?
Cease: Yep
Bunnyboy: The real Sim.
Cease: Was made the year I was born
Bunnyboy: He’s wonderfully befuddled in GREEN FOR DANGER.
Cease: Someone on Tween's Tuesday show told me to watch out for a what do you call that, mistake?
Cease: in the mirror
Cease: a stange hand is suddenly visible
Bunnyboy: Sort of a precursor to the inspector played by Stephen Fry, in GOSFORD PARK.
Bunnyboy: The 5th Ghost!
Bunnyboy: That’s the trick question. How many ghosts visit Scrooge?
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Inferior people should not be employed."
Bunnyboy: Ah, I Ching.
Cease: Havent seen those flicks
Cease: i used to have that for breakfast when i worked in la
Cease: it was delicious
Tweeny: ** Listen/Download Cat’s collage “BEATLES! CHRISTMAS! FIRESIGNS!” at >> http://kurtericson.net/cat/#COLLAGES
Cease: in the army, perhaps
Bunnyboy: So it’s the 4 or 5 ghosts.
Cease: i should have made that easier to hear
Cease: i think i've seen hard day's night more than any other flick
Cease: do you folks know this piece?
Cease: power, cont
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Swell pizza!"
Deputy Dang: I haven't heard any of the Beatles bits. I'm not sure about this particular Firesign piece.
Cease: proctor and bergman's powerf from 1990 updated on bergman's digital diner from in 1995
Cease: there was supposed to be a whole story, but only this got recorded.
Bunnyboy: I hear nothing. Bunnette is vacuuming, and jazz is playing.
Cease: powre's comeback. would have been fascinating to hear
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Haberdashery Barn.
llanwydd: hi
Cease: Hey Llan
Bunnyboy: Hiya llan!
||||||||| Elayne steps in at 8:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Elayne: Evenin' all! Happy holiday seasonings!
Cease: Hi El
Bunnyboy: Lo El!
Cease: Happy Hannukah
Elayne spreads a little thyme and sage about.
llanwydd: hi Elayne
Tweeny: Hi llan, Elayne
Bunnyboy: Just call me Stew!
Deputy Dang: Howdly llanwydd! Howdly Elayne!
Elayne: Bunnyboy, what are you Stewing about?
Bunnyboy: The herbs, muh dear.
Elayne: Ah, I see. Well, now I've run out of thyme, so it serves me right (on a platter).
llanwydd: I think we have enough time and sage. somebody give rosemary a call
llanwydd: then we can invite over a bunch of vegetables and make stew
Elayne: I just roast 'em, myself. But I'm never mean about it.
llanwydd: lol
Elayne: Grabbing some parsnips, carrots, celery, and shrooms this weekend. Winter weather calls for roasted veggies at the Riggs Residence.
Elayne: Robin's favorite is rutabaga, what he calls "swede," but it's a pain to chop and I can't find any pre-mashed
Cease: i've been planning to do that too, el
Cease: it's amazing what percentage of my conversation with Fumiyo is about meal plans
Elayne: The weather does seem to call for it, Cat. Supposed to go below freezing tonight, stay cold through Saturday, then warm up a bit. After tomorrow I'm off work for a week, they shut down the whole firm until 2 January.
Cease: i got an email from your company the other day representing some class action suit
Cease: would never have heard of it, were it not for you
Elayne: Hmm, interesting. I rarely follow what goes in on our member firms.
Elayne: I'm guessing KPMG Canada...
Cease: yes
Deputy Dang: lolololol that was funny
Elayne: I used to know a couple partners from Toronto, but only in passing.
Cease: my point being, because of you, i considerf it a legitimate email.
Deputy Dang: wireless, batteries not included
Cease: not a made up company
Cease: Fumiyo too got notice.
llanwydd: I got a notice about a class action lawsuit against my apartment complex some years ago. nothing ever happened
llanwydd: was probably phony
Cease: no
Cease: not in our case. data breach lawsuit settlement.
Cease: but knowing Elayne worked for the authors of the email,I found reassuring.
Elayne: I work for the company, not the authors :)
Cease: as it were
Elayne: Too much work talk! Don't want to think about KPMG until 8 AM tomorrow. Going to detox. Next week, all!
Bunnyboy: My X account was take over today. Support was nice enough to let me know about the unauthorized login.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let the air out of your shoes and prepare yourself for a period of simulated relxation."
||||||||| Elayne leaves at 8:00 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..."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Cease: by el
Bunnyboy: Some creep in VA.
Deputy Dang: Don't hide arms!
Bunnyboy: Nite EL!
llanwydd: nite elayne
||||||||| Catherwood leads Not Ed inside, makes a note of the time (8:00 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
llanwydd: Hi Not Ed
Not Ed: Tweeny, Cease, DDang, Bunny, llan and Elayne, happy holidays!
Not Ed: Cheers!
Not Ed: Great playlist choice lol
Tweeny: Hi Not
Cease: Hey Not
Cease: Does anyone even know what balloon payments means anymore
Not Ed: Hey C (Hi C!)
Cease: Istamballoon Express
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let's stand him on his head!"
Cease: 2 brews, please
Bunnyboy: Lo NE
Bunnyboy: Catherwood, please spontaneously combust.
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to Bunnyboy and says "oh, fuck off Bunnyboy!"
Bunnyboy: Haw!
Bunnyboy: Still the old hard-coding!
Bunnyboy: Has Merlyn kept popping in?
Tweeny: Catherwood, be nice
||||||||| Catherwood says "I'll be nice"
Cease: He was on Facebook recently
Bunnyboy: Catherwood is nice and simple.
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Bunnyboy and mumbles "Did you want me?"
Deputy Dang: Not insane!
Cease: But Doc tried to contact him recently.
Bunnyboy: CAItherwood
Not Ed: Catherwood bring everyone a pickle
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone a pickle.
Bunnyboy sniffs pickle.
Not Ed sniffs pickle 2
Bunnyboy: A pickle in every puss!
Not Ed: Pickle puss!
Not Ed: very goons/python
llanwydd: is this In His Own Write read by the author?
Not Ed: (Beatles X-mas records)
llanwydd: oh I recognize that from Neal Amid
Cease: beatles, firesign, python very much out of goons
Not Ed: Gad I still have those....maybe both in one paperback
Cease: yep
Cease: the voice in that is my friend dave samuel. he was a major character in my play Box of Time, and also had some parts in Vegas/Egupt. I just learned that he'd died today.
Bunnyboy: Gotta feed muh dogs. Back in a bit…
llanwydd: sorry to hear that, cat
Cease: my frined for 40 years.
Cease: but the problem with long friendshiips is that eventually you die, and the remeaining person is left wirth only the past, not the future
Not Ed: yay dogs
llanwydd: I believe that past present and future are concurrent
Cease: slaughterhouse five
llanwydd: never read that, cat
llanwydd: I saw the movie but I hardly remember it
Cease: do so. flick good too
Cease: one of the hi lights of this year was reading the book Braiding Sweetgrass. Bet nonfiction book I've ever read
Not Ed: Time is an illusion. Lunch time, doubly so.
llanwydd: lol
Cease: i lok forward to seeing famliy on monday. that's an actual unit of time.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Scene 3 - Take 600"
Not Ed: (Ford Prefect, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)
Cease: i have plane and hotel reservations for the future. time better exist
llanwydd: Lunch HOUR is even more illusionary
Not Ed: I've never been into time, other than in music. I've never owned a watch and I don't set the time on appliances. lol
llanwydd: sounds like john cleese
Cease: it was
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Back from the Shadows again."
Not Ed: Awesome Cat thanks!
Cease: yeah, i'm awed. and i created it.
llanwydd: yeah that was great!
Deputy Dang: That was really great.
Cease: thanks
Cease: I am to please. and so does Louise
Cease: aim
Cease: i thik anyone who wanted to immerse themselves in firesign stuff could do this
||||||||| It's 1:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Bunnyboy - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: maybe AI will make that ridiculously easy todo
Cease: by bun
Deputy Dang: I haven't seen any AI scripts. Maybe it will reinvent some of Aesop's work.
llanwydd: as bogart said, five thousand dollars is a lot of money
llanwydd: he said that in two different john juston films for some reason
llanwydd: maltese falcon and treasure of the sierra madre
Deputy Dang: i repeat myself when i'm understressed
llanwydd: lol
llanwydd: I get the impression it was something akin to an in joke
Cease: radio-active dialogue
Cease: did you hear my eddie izzard collage, llan?
Cease: eddie, like firesign, depend on a certain intelligence in theri audience
llanwydd: yes I did, cat
Cease: i got a nice note from oona about it. apparently both her and phil were fans of eddie
: A pickle in every puss!
llanwydd: cool!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let me hear it for me!"
Not Ed: Good stuff
llanwydd: great
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Bunnyboy ', just granted probation at 8:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Bunnyboy : Heave of The Hoove!
Cease: candied mushrooms?
llanwydd: sometimes they need a little sugar
Bunnyboy : Off to the races. God Jul! Godt Nyttår!
llanwydd: nite bunnyboy
Deputy Dang: Have a better one!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "More coffee, warden?"
Cease: by bun
Bunnyboy slides, but there’s no ice.
||||||||| At 8:00 PM, Bunnyboy rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Not Ed: Trippy!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "A fair for all and no fair to anybody!"
Cease: fuck, that was good
Not Ed: Great to see you all!
Deputy Dang: Wonderful evening! Thank you again, Cat! Thank you Tweeny!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What is reality?"
Cease: you too, not
Not Ed: Thanks oodles Cat, Tweeny, Merl, Rufus and the fifth Firesign!
llanwydd: yeah thanks cat and tween
Tweeny: Thanks for being here, everybody :-)
llanwydd: Merry Christmas everybody
Not Ed: Adios amigos & have a Happy Merry Krimble!!
Deputy Dang: Merry Xmas, too!
||||||||| 8:00 PM -- Deputy Dang left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Around 8:00 PM, Cease walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 8:00 PM -- llanwydd left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| It's 2:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Not Ed - 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 4:31 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:

Bunnyboy
Bunnyboy
Cease
Deputy Dang
Elayne
llanwydd
Not Ed
Tweeny

URL References:
http://kurtericson.net/cat/#COLLAGES
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2