Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
08/08/2024

Archive

||||||||| 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 August 08, 2024 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Tweeny enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and scurries off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
The Firesign Chat & Show starts at 7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight: Cat Collages based on Phil Proctor’s Podcasts
plus a new Cat Collage series “Welcome To (Not So New) Spain”
and Proctor & Bergman with “Hubble Trouble”
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'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes some tones on a small xylophone and says "It is noon in New York this day of August 08, 2024 "- then a trapdoor opens up and swallows him.
||||||||| It's 12:15 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 strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, August 08, 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?"
||||||||| 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.
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and llanwydd plummets into the garden at 8:00 PM.
llanwydd: good evening
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 8:00 PM, dragging Cease by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:00 PM and Mutt waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Mutt: Look at this grape!
Cease: How's it going?
Mutt: Howdy Llan, Tweeny
Cease: or in new speak, wuz reel?
Mutt: Hi there Mr. Cease
Cease: you['re covered with grease, Mutt
Mutt: The last reel of this classic motion picture …
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Beet should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Beet enters and sits in front of the fireplace.
Mutt: Lol. You should see what Smut is covered on
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Deputy Dang close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the anteroom.
Beet: Good evening, Friends.
Deputy Dang: Howdy, pardners!
Cease: Beet!
Mutt: Lonesome!
Mutt: DD!
Beet: Hello, Deputy, llan, Mutt. Cease.
Cease: DD haapy happy to cc you u
Beet: Mutt calling me by my first name. Cool.
Mutt: One of those damn kids has got a radio!
Tweeny: Evenin' compadres
Cease: the tween voice
Mutt: Beet: Hope that’s ok
Beet: Virtul DJ.
Mutt: Evening Mr. DJ
Beet: Absolutely OK.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "A stiff idiot is the worst kind."
Cease: hi tween
llanwydd: I always have to open two windows if I want to chat and listen to audio at the same time
Beet: Is that DJ real or simulated?
llanwydd: didnt used to be that way
Mutt: Llan: me too
llanwydd: hmm
Mutt: I’m on an iPad so maybe …
llanwydd: I have a laptop
Beet: Short People
llanwydd: randy newman
Cease: ths is good radio show creation
Cease: got your attention, eh?
Beet: Great production.
Cease: i'm submitting ito the library of congress next week.
llanwydd: I read a newspaper article about this song back in the seventies with three typos in one sentence
Mutt: Awesome cease
Beet: Thomas Jefferson would be proud.
Cease: this has far too much hiss. i have to re-do this.
Cease: way fucked
Mutt: Yup. Goodly stretched but proud
llanwydd: it was about an attempt to "an the playing of the hig song "Shot People".
Cease: i'm uising this on a current project, so have listenable file of this
llanwydd: in the Easton Express fom Easton, PA
llanwydd: shot people got no reason to live
Mutt: I’ve been in Easton PA. There are better places
llanwydd: I can make typos but I hate to see them in a newspaper
Cease: true, llan
Cease: i was an original editor of the magazine Adbusters
Mutt: They are endemic now, it seems :(
llanwydd: lol
Mutt: My wife is a professional editor and it drives her mad
Cease: that must be a frustrating job.
Mutt: It certainly appears to be one
Cease: my intoxication, by the time i reach this show, is so comprimized, it's amazing that i can comunicate at all
Mutt: She’s dedicated and very good if I may say so
llanwydd: I wrote a piece for my high school magazine and it looked like all the typos in the mag were reserved for my piece
Cease: we need that, as a world
llanwydd: I still got rave reviews though
Mutt: I’m trying to catch up with you with the help of some little green friends
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let's stand him on his head!"
Cease: good for you, llan
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Open up, your door knocker fell off!"
llanwydd: thanks
Mutt: Quality will out, Llan
llanwydd: I wonder if the worms think humus is hummus
Mutt: I want what Llan’s having
llanwydd: I was quoting the audio
Cease: i didn't know if it were a real lesson or not. we were split into groups and asked creatre little plays
Cease: that was my first. i was 8. stil writing plays
Mutt: Wow
Cease: that was 1959
Beet: Interesting life cycle.
llanwydd: cool
Mutt: Threeyears before me
Cease: you're a big role in the new one, llan. you started writing plays in 1962, matt?
llanwydd: Major Cool
Mutt: No! You were at it three years before I arrived!
Cease: aha
Mutt: I’m not worthy (kowtows)
llanwydd: I turned one in sixty-two
Cease: if all of work together, the better off we'll be
llanwydd: during the kennedy admin
Mutt: In separateness lies the world's great misery. In compassion lies the world's true strength. - Buddha
llanwydd: true, cat
Cease: me too, llan
Cease: you, tween, elayne and occaisonally others have been in my productions and the new one too
llanwydd: no, you didnt turn one that year, cat
llanwydd: not if you wrote a play in ifty nine
llanwydd: fifty
Cease: this one is delahyed, llan. but hope ot have it out before us election
llanwydd: pars pleadon my sperring
Deputy Dang: we election?
Cease: it was an assignement, llan. i didn't particularfly want to write a play, but discovered i was good at it.
Cease: still am, i hope
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "And you can believe me - because I never lie, and I'm always right."
Beet: Gracie
llanwydd: you certainly are
Mutt: Wii election?
Deputy Dang: Oui
Mutt: XD
Cease: so i've been donig this forf a long time, but also there wee long periods of time when i was into other things
Mutt: I’m hearing cease with a brogue
Beet: This music is making me high.
llanwydd: sure you arent high on something else?
Mutt: Heh
Beet: Nothing ingested.
llanwydd: Im high on dopamine
Mutt: Dope O’ Mine
llanwydd: the pope smokes dopamine
Beet: One needs religious experiences somehow.
Mutt: Francis Cannabis
llanwydd: this sure sounds sixties
Beet: lol
Cease: tis
llanwydd: like a combination of dylan and iron butterfly
Cease: dont kmow butterfly
Mutt: I hear that
Beet: Inagaddadavida
Cease: a yes
Cease: kindatediosdavida
Cease: a lot of self indulgence then, as now
Beet: Always
Mutt: Constant
Mutt: But sometimes fun
Mutt: Innagadda holds a certain charm Fun and easy to play along with
Beet: That's the main thing, eh?
Mutt: Agreed
Cease: Just finished End Times by Peter Tuchin. His idea is that the over productino of elites causes the collapes of civilization
Mutt: It certainly helped in Rome
Beet: Fun's where the Fair's at.
Cease: dont agree that it's a science in the sense he wants it to be, but it is valuable
Mutt: Heeellooo! Weee’re glad you made it … gets me every time
Mutt: Either I lost my audio or I am dead, so I’ll just play along quietly
Cease: spesk up
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I had to think for a minute ... what cruel game was he playing?"
Beet: Always liked the beaner's attitude.
Cease: indeed, beet
Beet: Very creative.
Beet: One of the best records ever
Cease: this is my play Box of Time
Cease: the last itng i did with austin
Cease: austin is mr disner
Mutt: He was a very nice man
Deputy Dang: I have to read about wire recorders. I've known of their existence for as long as I can remember, but I've never seen one, and have no clue how they work.
Cease: i think my intros detract from the collages. what do you think?
Beet: Wire instead of tape. Benny Goodman at Carnegie Hall was recorded on wire.
Cease: tiny ossman told us a funny tale about firesingn at carnegie
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "There's one crawling up my leg!"
Deputy Dang: In general your intros are helpful/useful.
Cease: we were briefly chatting on sundahs and she joined in
Beet: I agree.
Cease: thanks, guys. i'll ask proc. it's his bio, eh?
Cease: anyway, tiny told me and tweeny about the carnegie show. the whold audience
Cease: turend into a chorus on the fuck you too scene with principal poop. she said it was exhiliratgions
Beet: I never heard the studio version of this before.
Cease: of what?
Beet: This song
Cease: youtube
Beet: I only knew the Woodstock version.
Mutt: ?
Cease: it's all on line
Beet: He sang it at Woodstock in 1969
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "A fair for all and no fair to anybody!"
||||||||| 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..
||||||||| It's 12:00 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...
Cease: by llan
Cease: that was verfy very young dauhter saying "shit"
Beet: Well, it's time to go. I was really enjoying this collage. I'll finish it later in the archive. See everybody next week. G'Nite all.
Cease: sorry to see you go before you hesr my spain collage, beet
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'morlog', just granted probation at 8:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Cease: hi morlog
morlog: hello
Tweeny: evenin' morlog
||||||||| It's 12:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mutt - dead from Covid 19
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: by mutt
Cease: how's it goin, morlog?
morlog: sideways
Cease: better than down.
Cease: tween must be happy
Cease: crfeating these collages makes me very happy
Cease: spain was worth doing. i will not die wishingt i had gone to spain
Tweeny: Cease: tween must be happy << It is imperative
Cease: tis
Cease: there is a lot to see when you look around
Tweeny: There are lots of forms of art, and painting the soundscape of audio collages is one of them :)
Cease: i'm glsd i'm stil strong enough to lift those cray things. they were Very heavy
Cease: true, tween
Tweeny: Sounds like although the Spain trip was generally disappoointing, there were some really good moments
Tweeny: *disapointing
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What is reality?"
Tweeny: my spelg sux
Cease: that sums it up, tween. but i'm glad i did the trip
Tweeny: *disappointing
Cease: i was expecting life altering food. it did not appear
Cease: we ate better in 02
Tweeny: however, you certainly know more about Spain and the cultures of its regions
Cease: better basque food in bsrcelona, better tsapas everywhere. this is 22 years ago, eh?
Tweeny: and the geography
Cease: i have studied, tween. i love to stuyd
Tweeny: and it also sounds like the time you spent learning a bit of conversational Spanish was well-appreciated
Cease: i seek to expand my enjoyment of where i go by studyihg. very successful, thus far
Cease: it was tween
Cease: i always spoke spanish initially and it was appreciated
Tweeny: You could always come to Texas. Lots of people speak Spanish here, and we've got some great cuisine :P
Cease: my spanish would scare anyone not potentially not in the tourist industry
Cease: everfywherfe has great cuisines, if you're lucky enough to find it. i was noit so lucky
Cease: the more one sees it as quest, the more one sets it up to fail
Cease: hello?
Deputy Dang: I don't think I've every had a good piece of melon in a fruit cup.
Tweeny: ¿hola?
Cease: you too, dang?
Cease: i dont hate melon per se, but
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Direct readout - Doctor Memory."
Cease: in very small quantities, it can work
Deputy Dang: I like melon, but they wilt when put into fruit cups.
Tweeny: This is Proctor & Bergman's bit about the problems with the Hubble telescope
Cease: strawberrys at least
Cease: on fthe npr show Heat
Cease: 1990
Tweeny: kewl
Cease: we go on tween
Cease: plus or minus an audience
Deputy Dang: I think he's describing my YouTube subscriptionl ist.
Tweeny: I'm glad we still have a place for Fireheads to chat, whether or not it's popular
Cease: true, tween
Deputy Dang: agreed
Cease: we perfirn a service
Cease: i missed a fuckin there
Tweeny: no biggie
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I only lie, or I tell the truth. Heh - just lyin'."
Tweeny: NPR missed it too ;)
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "They're in everyone's eggs."
Cease: odd
Cease: more next week
Deputy Dang: I have inlaws in Sandusky, OH.
Cease: we aim to please. so does louise
Deputy Dang: This was definitely enjoyable. Thank you Cease and Tweeny!
Cease: we do our best. which is pretty good
Tweeny: you're very welcome :)
||||||||| Deputy Dang rushes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Deputy Dang?! 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.
Tweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| Tweeny departs at 8:00 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| It's 1:15 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...
||||||||| It's 1:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:45 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
Cease
Deputy Dang
llanwydd
morlog
Mutt
Tweeny

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