A Firesign Chat
02/22/2024




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||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:32 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for February 22, 2024 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Tweeny close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom.
||||||||| 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 THE GIANT RAT OF SUMATRA
the Mushroom Play precursor “By The Light Of The Silvery”
part three of the Cat Collage “Crea9ivity”
plus from the DUKE OF MADNESS MOTORS collection “Let's Eat Pre-series show”
Listen to the 256k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2 or the 16k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
This show is archived at www.kurtericson.net/firesign
Cat’s collage archive is at www.kurtericson.net/cat
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||||||||| It's 3:15 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 sneaks into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Tweeny', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Outside, the 8:00 PM uptown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving NightWhispers coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
NightWhispers: Sorry I won't be around to chat this evening. I live in Ye Olde England.
||||||||| It's 8:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| NightWhispers - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| 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, February 22, 2024 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
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||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:00 PM and Cease sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Cease: Hope you can join us at some point, Night Whispers
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Deputy Dang into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:00 PM, then departs.
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Cease!
Tweeny: Evenin' folks
Deputy Dang: Howdyy, Tweeny!
Cease: Hi Dang
Tweeny: 88F here at the moment, which is pretty crazy considering it was down around freezing at night last weekend
Tweeny: Had a huge cell phone outage here today
Deputy Dang: Most cell phones are pretty small these days.
Cease: 10 degrees here. Unseasonable warm for Feb in Vancouver
Tweeny: this is true...
Tweeny: 50F isn't bad for February in Van, I'll bet
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Rufus', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Cease: Hi Rufus
Rufus: _T_Firetween, of course ;)
Deputy Dang: No shoes, doctor?
Cease: Are you near here, Rufus?
Cease: new
Cease: They talk about the Syrian ambassador, etc.
Cease: Syria was one of Bergman's 2 favourite countries.
Cease: Although he was expected to be cremated, Bergman asked his daughter to take his body to Syria.
Rufus: Rufus_T_Firetween is new?
Cease: Oh Tween, another of your disguises
Rufus: just another government tweeny :)
Cease: So anyway, Lili Bergman told her dad, "no fucking way!" The Syrian civil war was happening at the time.
Cease: So it's only Dang and the two of us.
Deputy Dang: A lot of their interplay in this reminds me of the Marx brothers.
Cease: indeed. even more so the Goon Show. In fact this is their gooniest piece.
Cease: Bergman's uncle used to write for the Marx Bros so the link is easy to plot
Cease: Proctor's uncle worked for abbot and costello so now we know who's on first
Deputy Dang: interesting
Cease: I use that routine in my new play. I turned my twin grand daughters into a comedy duo called Petra and Philomena. They perforom who's on first as a kind of USO show for the Ukrainian army.
Deputy Dang: gesundheit
Cease: I have another Bergman story about Afghanistan.
||||||||| JZip steps in at 8:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Cease: HI JZip
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "...And no Buddhist writers either!"
JZip: /me waves
Cease: When I was creating content for the Firesign radio station, my producer told me a story.
JZip: It's the gesture that counts.
Cease: He told me Bergman's brother worked at a pea farm in Afghanistan that was really a way to smuggle out hash.
Cease: So Bergman, on his motorcylce, had several cans of peas when he approached the Turkish border.
Cease: I thought Pete only had a sister, but maybe the term "brother" is metaphoric.
Cease: Anyway, Bergman's encounter at that border is the basis for the beginning/end of Electrician.
Cease: This scene is the Firesign's answer to underground comics, Ossman told me.
Cease: What's up Zip?
JZip: Just me. It's nearing my bedtime, but I wanted to catch the stream.
JZip: I shouldn't've used a net.
Deputy Dang: Phil says you can pee into the stream!
Cease: and he should know!
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Elayne 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.
Elayne: Evenin' all! Sorry I'm late, dealing with Mom stuff on the phone w my brother
Tweeny: Evenin' Elayne
||||||||| llanwydd bounds in at 8:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Deputy Dang: Welcome!
Elayne: Hi Kurt!
Elayne: Hey DDang!
llanwydd: howdy
Tweeny: got up into the high 80s here today
Elayne: I needed a Firesign-related place with no memes of busty women...
Elayne: Hi llan!
Tweeny: after night times around freezing last weekend
Elayne: Wow Kurt, best start working on your tan!
JZip: sophistipated. What a wonderful word.
Tweeny: crazy weather
Elayne: I hope I've finally been able to put away my bulky winter jacket. That thing's so hard to commute in.
llanwydd: I have been in Tx in the winter. the weather is crazy ideed
llanwydd: indeed
Elayne: What drives me nuts is how the Weather Channel nimrods keep talking about places with a "snow deficit," blithely assuming everyone WANTS snow.
llanwydd: I thought you were in NYC, Elayne. not a good time to put away your coat
Tweeny: Elayne: I hope I've finally been able to put away my bulky winter jacket. << Yeah, I was wearing a heavy coat and gloves riding the scooter to work last weekend and it was still stinging cold
Elayne: The only folks who want snow are the rich vacationers and rich lodge owners.
Tweeny: today, you could wear shorts
Elayne: Llan, hope springs eternal, particularly regarding spring.
llanwydd: true
Tweeny: let's hope Spring comes soon for all
Cease: HI El
Elayne: Evenin' Cat!
Cease: It's spring-like here in Vancouver
Elayne: So we're considering moving soon for various reasons. I still wouldn't mind Vancouver, but I fear it's out of our price range, especially once I retire and am on a fixed income.
llanwydd: rather cool here in FL today
Cease: Hi Llan
llanwydd: hi Cease
Cease: Actually, your American dollars would go quite far here, and remember the free health care, eh?
Elayne: So find us a flat :) :)
Cease: Could do easily. My son in law owns 10 apt buildings.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: I just took a look, and condos/chicken co-ops are pretty much what they are here in NYC... wait, your son-in-law is a landlord?
Elayne: I think it might make more sense for us to buy a condo than to keep paying rent
Cease: I inujuredd myself quite badly last Saturday and cherish this free health care.
Cease: do you want to move to a cheaper place still in the states?
Cease: his twin daughters are going to UBC next year to get real estate degree and take over their parents's apartment empire
Cease: Bit could have been richer than shit. not that she ever knew poverty.
llanwydd: sorry to hear about your injury, cat. are you all better now?
Elayne: Cat, we haen't really started discussing it yet, I was just thinking aloud.
Elayne: And it's time for me to collapse. It's been A Week.
||||||||| Elayne leaves to catch the 8:00 PM train to Billville.
llanwydd: nite elayne
Tweeny: Hope you're quickly on the mend, Cat
Cease: ok el, whenever
Cease: i look scary but don't really feel bad. look like a halloween character now.
Deputy Dang: mummy?
Cease: will have x-ray on monday
Cease: you still here, zip?
JZip: I am.
Cease: you have a favourite firesign album?
llanwydd: cool, zip
JZip: Everything You Know Is Wrong.
llanwydd: great album
JZip: I love that one in particular. It's timeless.
Cease: me too
Cease: it's Intense.
Tweeny: My favorite as well, JZip
JZip: I'm sorry I missed the yearly playing of Not Insane. I never got that one until a friend played me the video with it. It opened it up to me, at least in the moment.
Cease: the most concentrated joke fest of all their albums, that I can recall.
Tweeny: Of the later albums, I love Boon Dot Bust
JZip: That's really good.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "He can shout, don't hear you."
Cease: not insane video" do you mean Martian Space Party?
Tweeny: *Boom Dot Bust
JZip: I guess. I wasn't paying. a lot of attention to the packaging.
Cease: this guy has a great voice.
JZip: I just remember hearing stuff that had never made it for me before.
llanwydd: yeah, that was a very good voice, cat
Cease: i will send this to him tomorrow. would love to use his voice in one of my plays
Cease: oh just recorded some new lines today from young visitors. i'm gonna have to get some ukrainain voices but maybe not before i get back from Vegas
Tweeny: eat some yummy food for us, Cat
Cease: hope it will be the usual mixture of old faves and new places.
llanwydd: I wouldnt know a ukrainian accent from a russian one
llanwydd: they must be similar
Cease: i'm sure i'll be able to make an interesting collage series out of the trip. i mean, The Sphere, The Arte Museum and then Meow Wolf again? that's like having the 3 best hitters in the league coming up to bat for you, as the Blue Jays once had.
Cease: we have lots of Ukrainians here now. I'll find some soon.
Cease: it's too cold to go downtown by bus now but it'll be good in april.
llanwydd: I am hoping to be up north for the solar eclipse in april
llanwydd: not just for that but to see a lot of old friends
llanwydd: but the eclipse will be on april 8th
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "You guys are nothing but a pack of cards."
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:00 PM, dragging wowzer by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
llanwydd: hi wowzer
wowzer: hope you get north of the eclipse, but see some of it
wowzer: howdie
Cease: Wowzer!
wowzer: is there there music involved in this adventure?
Cease: there is
llanwydd: most everybody I want to visit is right in the path of total darkness
Tweeny: Hi wowzer
wowzer: well, total darkness might not be unusual for some.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Join the expectant crowd gathering now as we stop here on..."
Cease: i listened to this collage on new headphones last night. it sounds fantastic
wowzer: sadly seems a lot of folks are in that state of mind, and lunar arrangement :)
wowzer: Cease, what new headphones?
llanwydd: I will have to fly up there and rent a car. I dont want to drive my own car all the way up there.
wowzer: how far is up there, 500, 300, 1000 km?
llanwydd: lol, wowzer. in the dark indeed
llanwydd: I drove 1300 miles to get down here. I will have to fly as far
Cease: flying is better
llanwydd: doesnt take as long
llanwydd: IA drove down here with all my worldly possessions in my ford taurus and a huge television hanging over the gear shift
llanwydd: I drove 1300 miles like that
llanwydd: had to bring the tv because it was my internet medium if you can believe that. remember webtv?
Cease: for me to drive to the office of my old magazine and back, a little over an hour, did great harm to my back.
llanwydd: I kept dropping it in the snow as I was trying to get it in the car
Cease: i remember you were on it, yes
llanwydd: two hours drive hurt your back?
Cease: seriously.
Cease: even as passenger being in car really painful
llanwydd: aha. true
Cease: then again, legs are failling, other senses in decline. but i can still make collages!
Tweeny: :-)
Tweeny: Heal well and quickly, Cat
Cease: flight to vegas isnt bad at all but flikght to germany in may is gonna be a trial
Cease: i don't know if heal is that much of an option, in terms of delcine. it's more a matter of managing the descent
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Won't spurt like the hosers!"
Cease: will probably start using cane from now on.
Cease: if you dont know who these people are, this isn't very fun
Cease: even if you do
llanwydd: very simulating conversation
Cease: tiz but the hiss sound should not be here
Cease: taylor must have made the decision to keep it in.
llanwydd: reminds me of the mysterious typewriter sound when I sent you recordings of my lines a couple of times
llanwydd: that really freaked me out. I had nothing to do with that
llanwydd: I thought some hacker was spying on me
Cease: yep
wowzer: I see only a few lines of chat, is there a way to get more 'log' of chat
Cease: i'm just getting the script up on the cluod to doc tech now.
Cease: click Log
wowzer: ??? www.kurtericson.net/firesign
Deputy Dang: awesome!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "This is W.A.L.T.E.R ... this is W.A.L.T.E.R. ..."
Tweeny: wowzer: I see only a few lines of chat, is there a way to get more 'log' of chat << click on Log at the right bottom of the page
Cease: dont know when i'll have a new collage as i'm pretty much sunk into my new play now.
Deputy Dang: Thank you Cat, thank you Tweeny, thank you Merle!
Cease: maybe late march.
Deputy Dang: Marching to Shiboleth!
Cease: lol
||||||||| "8:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Deputy Dang, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
wowzer: TY
Cease: we'll play here next week. probably EYKKIW, eh tween?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:00 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Cease by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Tweeny: Sure, we could do that :)
llanwydd: thanks tween and cat. nite everybody
Tweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| llanwydd says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, llanwydd exits at 8:00 PM.
||||||||| At 8:00 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Rufus!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| 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 jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
wowzer: done for the night, or more chat to come?
||||||||| It's 2:45 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| JZip - dead from jaundice
||||||||| wowzer - dead from The Plague
||||||||| 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:
Cease
Deputy Dang
Elayne
JZip
llanwydd
NightWhispers
Rufus
Tweeny
wowzer
URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
www.kurtericson.net/cat
www.kurtericson.net/firesign



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