Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
01/04/2024

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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 January 04, 2024 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Tweeny should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Tweeny enters and sits at the bar.
||||||||| 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 WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM
with commentary on the making of the album
STILL WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN
and from Phil Austin’s TALES OF THE OLD DETECTIVE
”The Age Of Brass”
Listen to the 256k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
or the 16k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 4 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 4:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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, January 04, 2024 - 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?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:00 PM and llanwydd bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:00 PM downtown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving Deputy Dang coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| Catherwood leads Tweeny 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.
Deputy Dang: I wonder if this is a week where Tweeny won't be here. I remember he said one reason for putting up the shows in advance and changing the URI was because he had to work sometimes.
Tweeny: Evenin' folks
Deputy Dang: Or maybe he's here.
Deputy Dang: lol good timing :-D
Tweeny: Got off work a wile ago
llanwydd: hi guys
Tweeny: Yeah Deputy, the shows will be played by RFD
Tweeny: RFD automation from now on in case I can't make it to the show
llanwydd: quence and harbarbulence
llanwydd: cfvgbhnjmlk,;,kmjnhgfvygbhunjimokmjnhuybg
Deputy Dang: easy for YOU to say!
Tweeny: sorry llan, we don't speak Welsh
llanwydd: lol
llanwydd: just as easy for you to say
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "There's hamburger all over the highway in Mystic, Connecticut."
Deputy Dang: quence and harbarbulence indeed!
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| 8:00 PM: Beet jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Beet: Evening, folks.
llanwydd: hi beet
Tweeny: Oops, the automation failed to kick in again.
Tweeny: I'm going to call the program director.
Beet: Hey, Llan, Tweeny, Deputy.
Deputy Dang: Howdy Beet!
||||||||| 8:00 PM: JZip jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
Beet: Flute music again.
Beet: Hi, JZip
JZip waves
Beet: Are you new here, JZip?
JZip: I drop in from time to time.
Beet: I'm guessing that you are none other than the great Cat in one of your disguises, yes?
Deputy Dang: Depending how long ago it's been since you dropped in... note that the URI has changed from tweeny to rfd2 (or rfd1). But at the moment, there's a technical difficulty that Tweeny is investigationg.
JZip: Nope! I'm here in my very own fake persona.
Beet: cool
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Cat into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:00 PM, then departs.
Beet: Evening, Cat.
Beet: Back to flute music.
Cat: Hi fake person. My favoutie kind of person
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Everyone knew her as Nancy."
llanwydd: Im the fakest person in my country
Cat: wow there is a lot of music where i expect to be hearing firesign. am i on hte wrong day?
Beet: Tweeny is checking it out.
JZip: Technical difficulties.
Cat: music is ok in small amouints. this is way too long
Tweeny: The program director's father has cancer, and took a turn for the worse laste evening.
Beet: Now back to normal.
JZip: Oh, that's terrible.
Cat: a ha
Tweeny: He apologizes for not get the automation right, and says the show will go ten minutes into the next hour.
Beet: Sorry to hear that.
Tweeny: That is ten minutes over the last hour of the show time.
Tweeny: I told him everyone would understand the situation.
Beet: This'll be good.
Cat: this ils from 1967
Cat: anyone here?
Beet: I'm is.
Cat: better than no body
Beet: Well, thanks.
Cat: lol
llanwydd: I think we are all here
llanwydd: but not all there
Cat: we, all , here, are all abstrqctions
Beet: Here, here.
Cat: where where?
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "You guys are nothing but a pack of cards."
Beet: There there.
Deputy Dang: I've sometimes felt some similarities with Stan Freeberg and Firesign. Not as a whole, but pieces. Of course, I can't think of a specific example at the moment.
Beet: I loved Stan Freeberg. Albums, TV commercials and hit singles on the radio.
Beet: Hugely popular in those times was something called, "John and Marsha".
JZip: What a spot to break off at!
||||||||| johan amadeus myjetski enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Cat: not to drink anytrhging that wold make us weak or filly
Beet: Hey, j.a.m.
Cat: jammy
johan amadeus myjetski: hullo ever'body!
Cat: amd the non bodiled too
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Indonesia for the Indonesians!"
johan amadeus myjetski: you the non-corporeal, cat?
johan amadeus myjetski: you mean the non-corporeal, cat?
Cat: i'm not al thart corpereal now
johan amadeus myjetski: i'm a sergent, meself....
Beet: A Full Bird Corpereal.
johan amadeus myjetski: lol!
johan amadeus myjetski: i never lived in hominy...
johan amadeus myjetski: up to my naval in grits
johan amadeus myjetski: navel
Cat: tis is a wonderfully produced album
johan amadeus myjetski: for our non-southerners, hominy is a variety of corn, from which grits are ground
Beet: When they "sent themselves up" in this section, they sent me right up with them.
Cat: i did not know that. thanls
Cat: i had some corn form when i was in denver recdently. polenta. delcious
johan amadeus myjetski: no chi in my ghee!
Beet: hardly anything better than fresh, steaming grits.
Cat: so whatr are grits?
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I only lie, or I tell the truth. Heh - just lyin'."
Cat: he was up to no good
Beet: Little white grains of heaven made with treated corn.
Cat: oo
Beet: Some use sugar some use salt. I like melted butter and salt.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Beet: What happened to Llan?
Cat: you left, llan?
johan amadeus myjetski: pardon my connectivity issues...
johan amadeus myjetski: this is RFK
johan amadeus myjetski: sounds like
Tweeny: has to be
Tweeny: Yeah, definitely the Kennedy manner of speech
johan amadeus myjetski: naked lunch - a weird story
Cat: ythis was writtllen whenrfk was still alive
Cat: more stoned thwn necessary herfe
Cat: its funny
Beet: Life changers indeed.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "They had to come from small towns with strange names."
Cat: we do what we can
Beet: This is fabulous.
Cat: true
Beet: Is Tweeny still in the room?
Beet: I guess he's gone. Kinda different without our D.J., eh?
Cat: tween?
Cat: isnrt he here?
Beet: Don't think so.
Tweeny: I'm still here, just off making dinner & stuff :)
Tweeny: but because of work there might be some evenings I can't
Beet: That's cool. Bon apetit
Cat: we're glad to ahve you always, tween
Cat: my health comes and goes but i will do collages as long as i can.
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Bottles should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Bottles enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Cat: new one next week
Beet: Hey, Bottles. Howdy.
Cat: wonderful bottles
Bottles: Hi yall.
Bottles: Oh fudge, I missed the old detective.
Beet: This makes for a great evening of Firesign.
Bottles: I guess he left.
Beet: Old detective not played yet.
Tweeny: No Bottles, Old Detective is next :)
Bottles: Oh good. I just watched The Thin Man last night. Great flick.
Bottles: I'm planning on watching the rest of the 1933 "Sherlock Holmes" tonight. It's funny, because Holmes seems to be romantically involved - and not with Mrs. Hudson or Watson.
Cat: he is in your family
Beet: I just started watching Cumberbatch Sherlock again.
Bottles: Great series Beet. Even though they use modern technology.
Beet: The stories never get old and the performances are great
johan amadeus myjetski: goimg to have to go for tonight. will try to make it next week!parting is such sweet, ah..., something
Bottles: Adios Johan
johan amadeus myjetski: nite bottles!
Beet: Nice to see you, j.a.m. See you next week.
Cat: /.by jammy
Cat: im tired of living. i can undersrtand that
Bottles: Lousy pirate wifi is cutting out again. Ugh.
Beet: Stockholm Syndrome
Cat: our bodies wear out before our minds
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What you don't mean won't hurt you."
Cat: i want to live a long time, buit i've aleady lived a long time,so, is that redundant?
Beet: I wouldn't mind Immortality for a while.
Cat: lol
Bottles: Cat You're right about bodies wearing out first - usually. All my electronic stuff is wearing out quicker than my mind or body.
Cat: lol to you too, bottles. you're nice. i'm vaguely deathy
Bottles: I read a book about Immortality, called The Wandering Jew, written by Eugene Sue, in Dickens' era. The main character is worried about being disabled or dismembered, and having to survive it.
Bottles: and he was bummed about outliving all of his numerous wives.
Beet: A quick death would be preferable to losing limbs.
Beet: This is so brilliantly written and acted.
Cat: Tis
Cat: Austin was a great writer
Deputy Dang: Sorry I've been quiet--I former coworker called and he's having some issues related to a divorce. He's not from the US, but I'm going to see if I can get him some Firesign info.
Cat: Hey Dang
Cat: We try ansd be helpful
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| JZip - dead from The Plague
||||||||| johan amadeus myjetski - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: im fading here
Cat: thuis ia annoying
Beet: What is annoying?
Cat: this story
Beet: Word smithing
Cat: off we go
Bottles: Thank Kurt and Merlyn. See youse all later.
Tweeny: Thanks for listening folks, we'll see you next week with a new Cat Collage :)
||||||||| "8:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Bottles, who then scurries out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Beet: Enjoyed this . Thanks to everyone. Thanks Tween and Cat. G'Nite
||||||||| It's 2:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cat - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Beet - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| At 8:00 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Tweeny!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Deputy Dang: Goodnight all
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I think we're all Bozos on this bus."
Deputy Dang: I see... you are... a sailor.
||||||||| At 8:00 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Deputy Dang!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| 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
Bottles
Cat
Deputy Dang
johan amadeus myjetski
JZip
llanwydd
Tweeny

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