Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
04/18/2024

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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 April 18, 2024 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Tweeny in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
The Firesign Chat & Show starts at 7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight: From Firesign’s BOX OF DANGER “Shack Out On The Alien Highway”
plus a new Cat Collage “Cocteau in Vegas”
and from Doc Technical’s DEAR FRIENDS TOO “Microorganism State Park”
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'
||||||||| "8:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Tweeny, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, April 18, 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 sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
llanwydd: looking forward to Cocteau
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 8:00 PM, dragging Deputy Dang by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Deputy Dang: I'm confident it will be great!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Deputy Dang: Who doesn't like onion rings?
||||||||| Catherwood escorts 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: hi all
llanwydd: Hi Cease
Cease: i loathe oniong rings
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "You guys are nothing but a pack of cards."
||||||||| Catherwood escorts 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.
Tweeny: Evenin' bozos
Cease: you're here tonight, tween?
Tweeny: Why yes, yes I am...
Cease: lol
Tweeny: my work day ended at 4:30 today
llanwydd: interesting question, dang. I think I remember somebody mentioning last week or the week before that they didnt like onion rings
Tweeny: it sometimes ends at 6:30pm after the show starts, which is why I had to go to automation
llanwydd: he thinks, threfore he is here
llanwydd: cogito ergo on the scene
Cease: firesign forces you to think, whether you want to or not
llanwydd: who doesnt like to think
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "They're in everyone's eggs."
Tweeny: "And Renne Decartes was a drunken fart, 'I drink therefore I am'" ~ Monty Python's Austrailian Philosophers Song
llanwydd: microorganism is a hilarious name
llanwydd: I mean microoranism stae park
llanwydd: you now whatta.... zzzzzzzzzz
llanwydd: zip beep
llanwydd: just listening to gentle giant a little while ago. definitely the firesign theate of modern music
Tweeny: Excellent musicians
Cease: are we unusually along today?
Deputy Dang: One microorganism, one vote!
Cease: dang and llan only guests
Tweeny: I get rather miffed at all the people who 'like' or 'love' the chat announcements on Facebook, but never show up for the chat
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Train's comin' through - right now!"
Deputy Dang: Coincidentally, I was on Facebook for the first time in months. It looked like AI bots have flooded FB. Or maybe FB is now an AI bot.
Cease: i would much rather be produstvic than be depressed, tween et al
Cease: i woule enjoy if other people enjoyed my collages, but i can't have everythin
Tweeny: As long as we are enjoying what we're doing Cease, that's what counts :-)
Cease: true, tween
Cease: thsat can be said of firesign
llanwydd: dont let phil austin you cant direct, cat. you have undeniable talent in that area.
llanwydd: you are a great writer as well
llanwydd: I dont think austin was a good director if I may say so
Cease: thanks
llanwydd: left out the word tell bt you know wah I mean
Cease: you've contributed muchlly the succcess of my radio plays, llan
Cease: wil be in spain soon. much prep is needed. no new collages after today
llanwydd: reminds me of a great gentle giant song. two weeks in spain.
llanwydd: now that I think of it, also a monty python line. going to sorrento for a fortnight
Cease: have you been to sorrento, llan? spent a few days there in 2002. i refer to the wondrful tomatos and lemons you get there from the volcanic soil
llanwydd: good grief where is everybody
llanwydd: sounds like a great experience, cat
Cease: indeed, llan. we're odddly alone here now, bummer
llanwydd: never been to sorrento
Cease: shut the fuck up no editing
llanwydd: reminds me of yet another song lyric. they say spain is pretty though Ive never been
Cease: you can go to tej amafi coast, naples, the volcano sites. chceck it out
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "You people are soooooo superstitious!"
Cease: worth going to
llanwydd: so tomatoes and lemons grow better in lava?
Cease: yes
Tweeny: acidic soil?
llanwydd: I can picture a sign in the produce section reading Volcanic Tomatoes
Cease: omega mart in vegss has tons of oddl labelled vegetable.verfy firesonian
llanwydd: omega mart. I will have to remember when I get out that way
Cease: firsign, adbusterts, meow wolf, al the same direction
llanwydd: despairagus 2.50 lb
Deputy Dang: that wasn't one of my favorites
llanwydd: I dont know why but lately I have had to open two windows to chat and listen to the audio at the same time
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "My nostrils flared at the smell of his perfume."
llanwydd: hilarious titles
llanwydd: clubfoot
Cease: this is brilliesant writing
||||||||| 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..
Cease: anyone here?
Deputy Dang: I'm here.
Cease: it was a wonderful meal
llanwydd: no. just us.
Cease: good for you, dang
llanwydd: never heard of french olive oil
llanwydd: this is the best part of give us a break
llanwydd: I split my sides when I first heard this
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:00 PM, dragging Not Ed by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
llanwydd: Hi Not Ed
Not Ed: Hey Firehedz
llanwydd: ossman knew cocteau. fascinating
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Hello, we're glad you made it!"
Not Ed: Hey llan
Not Ed: Cease, DDang, Tweeny
llanwydd: cool
Not Ed: groovy
Not Ed: Just the tip
llanwydd: charlie chaplin knew cocteau. he wrote of it in his autobiography
Deputy Dang: Howdy!
Not Ed: hey!
llanwydd: I can imagine cocteau making coctailles
Cease: Hey not
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "These insignificant lumps came together..."
Not Ed: Hey C I likke this a bunch
Cease: as opposed to a lunch
Not Ed: hehe
llanwydd: I like this a brunch
Cease: i'd rather break a fast than break a leg
llanwydd: so would I
Deputy Dang: I've been fasting since Sunday evening.
Not Ed: I'm hungry
Deputy Dang: Anybody got any groat clusters?
llanwydd: lol
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I had to think for a minute ... what cruel game was he playing?"
llanwydd: wasabi ice cream? not thanks
llanwydd: no hands
llanwydd: raw scallops? no thanks
llanwydd: fish curry sounds good
Not Ed: meatless hot creatures, stunned ducks in alcohol sauce, oysters frightened by chickens, hemp wheels... what'll it be?
Deputy Dang: I keep thinking of making a fish soup. Borscht, I suppose.
llanwydd: I remember that song
llanwydd: how about chocolate onions
Not Ed: catherwood give everyone a humorous disease
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone a humorous disease.
Not Ed: ahem
llanwydd: sudden total weight loss
Not Ed: lol
||||||||| Catherwood leads Mutt into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 8:00 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: Hi Mutt
Cease: Mutt welcome
Mutt: Anybody need some Indonesian Wolf Stools?
llanwydd: notat the moment mutt
Mutt: Hi everybody
Cease: balio high?
Mutt: Na cahair tobac
Mutt: gan caitheamh tobac
Mutt: The only Irish that I know
llanwydd: is that gaelic, mutt?
Cease: burn your down draft card
Mutt: Yup. Learned it from signs on buses all over the Republic 40 years ago.
Mutt: I think it means tobacco shops and No Smoking!
llanwydd: the time of the troubles
Mutt: It certainly was. Very tense.
llanwydd: I saw giant oyser mushrooms in the supermarket a little while ago
llanwydd: lyster
llanwydd: purdon my sperring
Mutt: Those two phrases were so omnipresent that I had no choice but to learn them. Almost everyone there smoked at the time.
Cease: almsot
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "A fair for all and no fair to anybody!"
Not Ed: hey Mutt
llanwydd: I flew over ireland on my way into heathro many years ago
llanwydd: jethro
Mutt: Ireland is one of the few places I have been outside the US
llanwydd: I spent the summer of 1984 in england
Mutt: Hey Not Ed! What’s it all about?
Mutt: I hope to visit the UK in the near future - have wanted to go for ages
Not Ed: It's about 5:45pm
Not Ed: har har har
llanwydd: you must be in california
Not Ed: or Haw Haw Haw
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What's it all about, Mr. and Mrs. John Q. Smith from Anytown, USA?"
Not Ed: Seattle
llanwydd: or vancouver
llanwydd: aha
llanwydd: I sat on my pipe
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Train's comin' through - right now!"
Cease: i lvoe it here
Mutt: llanwydd: I spent the summer of 1984 in england - You were there when I was in Dublin.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "We own the idea of NOW."
Not Ed: Vancouver is great I've only been up there twice tho
llanwydd: cool. I might have seen you from the airplane
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let's stand him on his head!"
Not Ed: never been to the UK would love to
Mutt: Keep watching the skies! 🤣
llanwydd: the most magnificent sight I saw was st pauls cathedral all lit up at night
Not Ed: Yes Cat! Very nice
llanwydd: I never got a chace to enter the cathedral
Deputy Dang: Thank you for sharing, Cat.
llanwydd: great collage, cat
Cease: thanks,guys. i do my best
Not Ed: Stop and be friendly!
Cease: i sh i were i less pain but i'l dsl with with i get
Mutt: Spreak engrish troop!
Mutt: Sorry Cease. Are you in pain?
llanwydd: conqueestidor club
Cease: yes. bummer, eh? it hasw been almos 2 weeks and it should have abated by now, eh?
llanwydd: whats wrong, ca?
Not Ed: get yerself soothed somehow?
llanwydd: cat?
Mutt: Well I guess that depends on what ails you.
Cease: fucked up bsck
llanwydd: sorry to hear it
Mutt: Shit. I feel you. Sciatica is my reality. Hope you het some relief soon.
Cease: i try and exist, etc
llanwydd: Ive been having trouble with bursitis in my right hip lately
llanwydd: sucks getting old
Deputy Dang: getting old sucks
Mutt: It does, but as my grandfather used to say the alternative stinks.
Cease: yeah.but not doing so is worse
Mutt: It certainly isn’t for sissies
llanwydd: true cat. there is always hope of feeling better in time
llanwydd: if not getting better
Cease: we do what we csan, eh?
llanwydd: certainly
Mutt: Quite right
llanwydd: thanks tweeny
llanwydd: and cat
Deputy Dang: Excellent! Thanks again, Cat! Thanks Merlyn! Thanks Tweeny!
Mutt: Thanks to all responsible
Not Ed: tanx Merl tanx Ruf tanx Tweeny tanx Cat - DDang, llan, Mutt B good!
llanwydd: nice meeting you, Mutt
||||||||| Deputy Dang leaves to catch the 8:00 PM train to Funfun Town.
Not Ed: yep Mutt's a good EGG
llanwydd: nite everybody
Mutt: Nice to meet all of yinz
||||||||| At 8:00 PM, llanwydd rushes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Mutt: Be well!
||||||||| Mutt runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mutt?! It's 8:00 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Not Ed - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Cease - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Tweeny is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 8:00 PM.
||||||||| 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
llanwydd
Mutt
Not Ed
Tweeny

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
www.kurtericson.net/cat
www.kurtericson.net/firesign