Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
12/28/2023

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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 28, 2023 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's Tweeny, just back from Billville."
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
the Firesign Chat & Show starts at
7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight:
Firesign's FIGHTING CLOWNS
and IN THE NEXT WORLD YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN
plus Cat's collage "For David Samuel"
and some tracks from PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN
Listen to the 256k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
or the 16k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1'
||||||||| Tweeny rushes off, saying "8:00 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, December 28, 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?"
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Tweeny', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Deputy Dang', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Tweeny: Howdy Deputy
||||||||| 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..
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Tweeny!
Tweeny: Oops, I'm not hearing the show
Tweeny: Going to call the Program Director
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Beet close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the sitting room.
Beet: Howdy, Friends.
Deputy Dang: I'm hearing music, but not something I recognize as Firesign. Maybe Alan Parsons Projcet? Moody Blues?
Deputy Dang: No, probably not them.
Beet: Flute music
Deputy Dang: Howdy Beet!
Beet: Hi Deputy
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "No, no my boy, you're confused. The horizon's moving up!"
Beet: Maybe Irish music?
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Cea should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Cea enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Deputy Dang: This web page says the time is 8pm. My computer says the time is 7pm. Maybe we're listening to the future!
Beet: Hello Cea.
Tweeny: sorry guys, looks like the automation didn't kick in :(
Tweeny: I'm trying to contact the program director
Deputy Dang: Fighting Clowns has the hot tub scene, right?
Tweeny: yeah, sounds like it's playing now :)
Cea: right
Tweeny: Will try to figure out why it didn't start at the right time
Deputy Dang: what's a pocket calculator?
Tweeny: I have the day off today, but won't next week so it'll be an automated playing
Beet: I still have a solar powered pocket calculator.
Tweeny: Yeah Deputy, been a while since people used those ;)
Tweeny: OK, at least the show is playing now...
Cea: i shoudntnr dgivlrf i[
Beet: I wonder if Cat will be joining? Did he mention that he was on one of his trips?
Cea: you know heet.,i', planing to to vgas in march
Cea: trying to stay alive
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'morlog', just granted probation at 8:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Tweeny: Hi morlog
Beet: Hey Morlog.
morlog: hey there
Cea: hi mrlog
Deputy Dang: Howdy morlog!
morlog: hey there
||||||||| Cease steals in around 8:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Deputy Dang: eat fascist death flaming media pigs!
Cease: i'm morr destrpued than usual
Beet: Hey, Cease.
Cease: we do what we cam. eh
||||||||| Elayne enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and hurries off to the Chapeau Manger.
Elayne: Happy early Gnu Year, and evenin' all!
Elayne: Why is it 8 PM everywhere when it's actually only 7:30?
Beet: Happy New Year, Elayne.
Deputy Dang: I love that line, and use it whenever I can--"They're worth waiting for, so let's wait for them."
Deputy Dang: Howdy Elayne!
Cease: Hey El
Elayne: I love having done f*ck-all this week!
Beet: Congratulations.
Beet: It's nice not to be busy all the time.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "You can wait here in the sitting room, or you can sit here in the waiting room."
Elayne: And I'm a multi-tasker, so I've had to find creative ways not to be busy. My DVR is down to 9% unwatched, and I'm through with all my pamphlet comics reading.
Beet: A favorite of mine is Slow Horses. They just finished their season.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Not to be torturing me!"
Deputy Dang: Pamphlet comics? Like Chick Tracts?
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "You can wait here in the sitting room, or you can sit here in the waiting room."
Elayne: I've never heard of Slow Horses, but I did catch up on lots of genre stuff.
Elayne: Dang, pamphlets as opposed to graphic novels.
Deputy Dang: Oh, interesting! I'm so behind the times.
Tweeny: [18:21] Looks like there was a slight glitch and should be correct now
Elayne: Thanks Tweeny!
Elayne asks Catherwood for the time
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 8:00 PM, precisely!"
Tweeny: [18:32] RFD-Topic - the showill play in full into the next hour a few minutes << We'll be fine for next week
Elayne: Ah well.
Deputy Dang: In 1821, the US took over Florida. You know... the one they bought from Spain, totally legally.
Tweeny: first time we've automated the playing of the show Elayne
Elayne: Gah, no more dates, we've just caught up on Jeopardy! for the week.
Elayne: Ah, I see, Tween...
Tweeny: since I might have to work some Thursdays
Tweeny: we should be cool now
Deputy Dang: semi-automated, given how it went tonight. ;-)
Tweeny: some manual intervention required this evening
Elayne would like Catherwood to tell her the time and bring a drink.
||||||||| Catherwood hands a whiskey & soda.
Elayne rejects the soda and asks Catherwood the time.
||||||||| Catherwood says "It's 8:00 PM, precisely!"
Deputy Dang: Will this automation make any things easier for you? I know you mentioned you now have to every everything ready earlier.
Deputy Dang: ...now have to have everything...
Tweeny: Yeah Deputy, my work schedule changes all the time so it's easier to just have the show ready to play on RFD on Thursdays in case I'm not available
morlog: have you tried using cheese
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Hello, we're glad you made it!"
Tweeny: catherwood, give morlog a cheese log
||||||||| Catherwood brings morlog a cheese log.
Deputy Dang: My brain skipped a beat.
||||||||| It's 12:45 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cea - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Elayne: Oh, so now it's 12:45...
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "He can shout, don't hear you."
Deputy Dang: half a watt comes in here...
Cease: you are wonderfel'
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Bob's Dad in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Beet: Hey, Dad.
Bob's Dad: wow, im more stomed then usual
Elayne: I'll say, Cat #2!
Bob's Dad: hi wonderful el
Deputy Dang: My brain just skipped another beat. Did we just hear the Jack Poet commercial(s), or was that my inside voice?
Elayne: I heard nothing, but then my sound is rarely on during these chats
Elayne: One of my half-resolutions for 2024 is to start investigating this new thing called podcasts
Deputy Dang: i'm also more stomed than usual. That might explain the skipped beats.
morlog: its gnomes
Elayne: Oh I completely agree, morlog, at least that's what Dr. Who wants me to believe
Beet: Is there such a thing as a contact high from thousands of miles away? One could hope.
Tweeny: Happy Birthday Hemlock Stones, btw
Elayne: No sorry, that's goblins. The "Janis" pun doesn't work with gnome, only with goblin.
Deputy Dang: the podcasts i listen to are the modern version of old-time radio shows. and like the old days of cable, when you paid for it, "broadcast" TV was commercial-free,
Tweeny: Haven't heard from him in ages
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: Hm, well it IS 1:00 GMT now
Elayne: I've stood on the Greenwich Mean Time marker in Lewes, UK. I felt very powerful and timey-wimey.
Beet: Is Catherwood in Greenwich?
||||||||| Catherwood snubs Beet
Bob's Dad: You afre always
Elayne: With that faux British accent? Why not?
Deputy Dang: i've heard this before, but tonight I feel like i'm catching more of the wordplay.
Bob's Dad: Timeuy
Tweeny: Over The Edge is one of my all-time favorites
Bob's Dad: I am detiortintg
Elayne: Oh dear, time to go, the next door neighbors have decided to shout
Elayne: Next week in 2024, all!
Tweeny: later E
Bob's Dad: by el
Deputy Dang: Have fun with that!
Beet: Well, gotta go. Happy New Year everybody. See you next week.
Tweeny: HNY Beet
Deputy Dang: Was there just a flute intermission or is that my inside voice again?
Deputy Dang: Happy New Year!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Not Ed close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the anteroom.
Not Ed: Waz real!
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Elayne - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Not Ed: Hey Beet, morl, Bob's, Eee!, Cease,(whoops!), DDang!
Deputy Dang: Howdy Not Ed!
Not Ed: Where's Tweeners
Not Ed: Good to see y'all
Tweeny: Tweeny is going to be automated now, because Kurt has to work some Thursdays
Deputy Dang: It's hotter than Hooker in Heater?
Tweeny: I may or may not be able to be in chat, so Radio Free Dishnuts will play the show for me
Not Ed: Ahh ok Tweeny Best to you!
Tweeny: gracias :)
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Funfun Town."
llanwydd: howdy folks
Not Ed: Hey llan
Not Ed: (Tweeny roolz)
llanwydd: dont I know it. Ive had to work on thanksgiving many times
Tweeny: hey llan
llanwydd: hi tween
llanwydd: so how was everybodys Christmas?
Bob's Dad: i'm falling apart
Bob's Dad: will trys and stayalive to make new collages
llanwydd: sorry to hear that, cat. whats wrong?
Bob's Dad: hard to saay.
Bob's Dad: i do my best,eh
llanwydd: lining up to see your little girl. what an insult
||||||||| It's 1:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| morlog - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Not Ed: I'm going to get an attwactive glass o'meat right away. No mess!
llanwydd: lol
Bob's Dad: hi not
Not Ed: catherwood bring everyone a tall glass o' meat.
||||||||| Catherwood brings everyone a tall glass o' meat.
Not Ed: Hey Bob's
Deputy Dang: Has anybody seen my pickle?
Bob's Dad: am very depressed why?
llanwydd: not lately
Bob's Dad: i know not
llanwydd: possibly seasonal affective disorder?
llanwydd: I thinks we all experience that in varying degrees
llanwydd: think
Bob's Dad: maybe
Bob's Dad: too much darkness
llanwydd: the best thing for depression is a good laugh
Bob's Dad: its getting hard to stay aliv
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What you don't mean won't hurt you."
llanwydd: I love this album
llanwydd: the cover art is half the fun on this one
llanwydd: it kind of tells the story
Bob's Dad: true
llanwydd: I bought this album when I was 16 or 17. I loved looking at the cover while I was listening
llanwydd: there was so much to look at
Deputy Dang: it was fun to try and find some image on the album that you had just heard mentioned in the audio. And vice versa--hearing something, then realizing you just saw a picture you didn't understand, and it matches what they just said.
llanwydd: right
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "May I see your passport, please?"
Bob's Dad: right, dang
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Scene 3 - Take 600"
Not Ed: cool
llanwydd: sorry cathy. I forgot my passport. will I be deported?
Not Ed: At least!
Bob's Dad: i may be giog to turkeuy next year. i should learna fw wordds in turkish
llanwydd: interesting. if I were headed in that direction, I would want take the orient express
llanwydd: I think the first word I ever learned in turkish was Taffy
Bob's Dad: border
llanwydd: so you can escape to grease?
llanwydd: or however you spell it
Bob's Dad: npot om good shape tonight. hopeuflyl in better shape next weeek
llanwydd: actually turkey is probably one of the least dangerous parts or the middle east
llanwydd: sorry to hear you are not feeling well, cat. hang in there.
Bob's Dad: i do my best
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Mister policeman, what makes America great?"
Bob's Dad: this wil end soon
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Deputy Dang - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Not Ed: Great to see you! Need you guys to stay SaNe!!
Not Ed: NOT INSANE!
Not Ed: H A P P Y - G O O - Y E A R !!
llanwydd: deadful grates
llanwydd: wave it wide and high
llanwydd: nite everybody
||||||||| "Hey llanwydd!" ... llanwydd turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 8:00 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| 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 intense demonic possession
||||||||| Bob's Dad - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Not Ed - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 2:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| 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:
Beet
Bob's Dad
Cea
Cease
Deputy Dang
Elayne
llanwydd
morlog
Not Ed
Tweeny

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2