Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
08/15/2024

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 15, 2024 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 8:00 PM: Tweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
||||||||| 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 from Cat’s Spain collage series “Bilbao to Donostia”
and Cat’s collage “Nobody For President 8”
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'
||||||||| It's 6:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| 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 15, 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?"
||||||||| 8:00 PM: Tweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's Tex Tirebiter, just back from Hellmouth."
Tweeny: Hey Tex
Tweeny: Show starts at the top of the hour
Tex Tirebiter: Yup, just feeling my way around in the dark again.
Tweeny: :)
Tex Tirebiter: Brooklyn Park, represent!
Tweeny: "Oh blinding light, Oh light that blinds, I cannot see, Watch out for me..."
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Deputy Dang into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:00 PM, then departs.
Tweeny: Howdy Deputy
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Tweeny! Howdy, Tex!
Tex Tirebiter: Dang.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies 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.
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Cease!
Cease: Hi all
Tweeny: Hey Cease
Tex Tirebiter: I'm so confused
Tweeny: This is from Doc Tech's Dear Friends Too
Tweeny: "Watching TV"
Tex Tirebiter: Thank Grid! I was bleeding my brain for a reference and it was hurting my ears... I'll have to find this
Cease: this is hilarious
Tex Tirebiter: Ah, gear talk. High tech gear from the wayback
Cease: i was going to use this in a recent collage
Tweeny: Like the original Dear Friends album, this is taken from The Dear Friends radio series
Tex Tirebiter: Ah, the radio... I'
Tex Tirebiter: I've heard of that
Tweeny: brb
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:00 PM, dragging llanwydd by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and intones "Presenting 'Mutt', just granted probation at 8:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: howdy folks
Mutt: Hey everyone
Tex Tirebiter: Pardon me, I'm eating ice cream
Mutt: Hi Llan, DD, TT, cease and Mr. DJ
||||||||| Tweeny departs at 8:00 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| 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 sitting room...
Tweeny: Hi llan
Tex Tirebiter: He only had half a key
Mutt: He had to split it with the sound effects man!
Tweeny: Hi Mutt
Cease: everyone should know this history
Mutt: Buenos tardes, Don Tween
Cease: is this working?
Tweeny: Listening to the RFD feed here, Cease
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Cease 2 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.
Mutt: The ‘icrophone?
Tweeny: There's two of them!
Cease 2: i seem to have been cut off.
Mutt: Dr. Bad’s Witch Spray!
Mutt: Where’s my extra bottle of yellow?!
Deputy Dang: what village?
||||||||| It's 11:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Mutt! Howdy llanwydd!
Cease 2: am i really here?
Deputy Dang: I think the site had a hiccup. I didn't get kicked off, but it stopped refreshing.
Cease 2: same dd.
Tex Tirebiter: Well, it wasn't me
Deputy Dang: You are here, 2.
Cease 2: that's good to know, tex
Mutt: I can see everyone.
Deputy Dang: It's probably the mushrooms.
Mutt: Old Smutt here sez he can smell everyone, too.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let's stand him on his head!"
Cease 2: moe perceptive wisdom about russia, from 1959
Mutt: Wonder what Larry’s take on Russia was?
Cease 2: Larry?
Tweeny: As opposed to Moe and Curly?
Tex Tirebiter: Lie dy dinky doy
Mutt: You wrote “moe perceptive”
Tweeny: heheh
Mutt: My pitiful brain works like that
Tweeny: very 'firesignian', actually ;)
Tex Tirebiter: It's like the Stans!
Tweeny: they would have riffed on that :)
||||||||| It's 11:45 PM, 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...
Mutt: Not DD!
Tex Tirebiter: Gook in the Military, Gooks in the City, Gooks in the mountains, boom boom
Tex Tirebiter: Grubs again;
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Let's stand him on his head!"
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and announces "Presenting 'Deputy Dang', just granted probation at 8:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Tex Tirebiter: he's no fun;
Deputy Dang: It stopped refreshing again. Strange...
Mutt: HE LIVES!!!!
Cease 2: hav we been bugged?
Mutt: I’m not a drinking man, Mr. DJ, I swear to hell I saw it,
Deputy Dang: Maybe I'm getting stuck in time.
Tweeny: maybe some glitches in the server
Cease 2: i just finished vonegut's Timequake
Tweeny: Vonnegut wrote some amazing stories
Mutt: What did you think?
Cease 2: in my my Neal Amdi, Phl Austin travels in time several times
Tex Tirebiter: I just finished my lunch
Mutt: Don’t remember thatone, TT
Tweeny: In Texas?
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "This is Major Hit in the cockpit of the Enola McLuhan."
Deputy Dang: I have WITCH queued up on my Spotify but I haven't listened to it all week.
Tweeny: a little late for lunch
Tweeny is in Austin
Mutt: DD: try Introduction first, then Lazy Bones!!
Deputy Dang: What about the elevator boy?
Tex Tirebiter: Release the top frog... I'll hav to try that one...
Mutt: Their style evolves rapidly over their five albums, but those two are the best place to start.
Deputy Dang: The playlist starts with Introduction. Lazy Bones looks like it's midway in Disc 2.
Mutt: Yeah. Introduction and Lazy are albums 1 & 3. In the Past (2) and Lukumbo Vibes and The WITCH (Including Janet) are 4&5. It’s a wild ride
Deputy Dang: I think I travelled back in time.
Mutt: Intro is garage rock at its rawest and Lazy is psychedelic rock.
Cease 2: Cat is in a fog here.
Tweeny: a fog of burning weed?
Cease 2: lol
Mutt: Cat: I mentioned a band to DD a few weeks back and we are talking about it. Sorry for any confusion
Cease 2: i meant i had no idea what group y'all were talking about.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I see you are a sailor."
Cease 2: sorry mutt
Mutt: WITCH -We Intend To Cause Havoc. A band from Zambia circa 1973-1979. Amazing set of records.
Cease 2: oh yes. sounded well worth listening to.
Cease 2: i cut the harland ellison bit about chitlins here
Deputy Dang: I went to university in Troy, NY.
Cease 2: i had cut this to fit our time on this show.
Mutt: No apologies necessary, amigo. Sorry for all the geek talk
||||||||| 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..
Mutt: Where, DD?
Cease 2: the ellison thing was gross. good to get rid of it
||||||||| Catherwood enters with snazbot close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the vestibule.
Cease 2: when i was young and heard a new band i loved, i couldn't stop sharing it
Cease 2: bot
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "It goes in - it must come out."
Tweeny: Hi snaz
Deputy Dang: RPI
snazbot: heyo
Mutt: I’m still doing that and I’m old! ;)
||||||||| "8:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims snazbot, who then dashes out through the french doors and down through the flowerbeds.
Mutt: I had a friend who ent to RPI for engineering. He loved it.
Cease 2: i think that was bergman's daughter
Deputy Dang: I should have loved it, but I had a major loss in the family shortly before starting and turned legal drinkage shortly after starting. I almost flunked out.
Tweeny: ehhh
Cease 2: hee i am in spain
Cease 2: Just finbished the last episode of this
Deputy Dang: the kava tastes like dirt?
Cease 2: the cava was wonderful everywhere.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "I say Live it, or Live With It!"
Mutt: That must have been awful for you. But you made it, man. You.
Cease 2: evewn the cheapest white wine was pretty good.
Cease 2: cidre not good.
Cease 2: yes, mutt, i wondered if i could actually do all that travelling and i did.
Deputy Dang: Maybe cava isn't kava. The kava around me tastes like dirt. It doesn't cause intoxication, but can give some numbness/tingle to the lips.
Mutt: Haven’t had a drinky drink in 15 years. I do miss it sometimes
Cease 2: o i see. kave isn't cava. a ha
Cease 2: Aug 15, 1971. My last sober day.
Mutt: LOL
Mutt: Now, mind you I didn’t claim to avoid all intoxicants …
Tweeny: Cease attended Morse Science High
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:00 PM, dragging Not Ed by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Firehead?"
Cease 2: Hi Not
Not Ed: hey Tex, llan, Mutt, Tweeny, C, DDang - waz real
Mutt: With Ukipa Heap!
Not Ed: Cease!
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Not Ed!
Mutt: Howdy Not
Not Ed: Hey Mutt
Tweeny: Hey Not Ed
Not Ed: Cheers DDang
Cease 2: imagine walkng 5 minutes to pick me up and take me the proper hotel?
Cease 2: i can't imagine anyone in canada doing that
Mutt: Well, that was weird. I could hear everything but the chat just disappeared
Cease 2: yeah is verfy jd vance tonight
Tweeny: I had the same problem earlier Mutt. It must be the chat server. The audio comes from a different source (www.dishnuts.net)
Tweeny: That's the station where I DJ
Mutt: When I tried to sign back in it said I was in two places at once and not anywhere at all!
Tweeny: Yeah, it's OK you can use the same nick
Cease 2: yeah that's why i'm cease2
Mutt: Good to know (all of it)
Cease 2: oddly a barf named the mushroom didn't have any musrhoom pinrxo
Mutt: I probably would’ve just traded places with Smutt here and come back in
Not Ed: good stuff C
Cease 2: bar
Cease 2: thanks, not
Mutt: Barf works :)
Cease 2: as you can deduce from the spain tales, i can still handle alchohol.
Cease 2: combining intoxicants in other places much more dangerous.
Deputy Dang: Remeniscent of Bozos
Deputy Dang: reminiscent
Tweeny: MELINDA PETERSON: IS THERE LAUGH AFTER DEATH?
Tweeny: On August 11 Phil Proctor hosted a memorial service for his dearly departed wife Melinda Peterson, who died last year at age 74. A video of the memorial is now available for viewing on Vimeo, and besides testimonials from many who knew and worked with her, there are rare clips from her hilarious commercial work, theatrical work, and archival interviews:
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "A fair for all and no fair to anybody!"
Tweeny: https://vimeo.com/998815356
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Hello, we're glad you made it!"
Tweeny: Just got that in an email :)
Cease 2: wow
Cease 2: may she live long in our memories
Deputy Dang: Thank you for sharing
Tweeny: absolutely...
Tweeny: yw
Tweeny: might do something with that, Cease
Cease 2: indeed, tween. will get into it soonest. i just heard Melinda in Hindsight
Cease 2: i think her last work
Tweeny: She was a big part of P&B's 'Power'
Cease 2: am Immense part of it. and this was before she married Phil
Cease 2: you notice my vocabularfy substitutions here
Tweeny: I've forwarded the email, Cease
||||||||| It's 12:45 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mutt - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease 2: by mutt
Deputy Dang: They're dropping like flies!
Cease 2: that happens here
Cease 2: we won't weigh em
Deputy Dang: lol
||||||||| Mutt waltzes in at 8:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Mutt: It happened again
Tweeny: wb Mutt
Cease 2: hi mutt
Deputy Dang: I was expecting Mutt 2.
Cease 2: is this is the first time this has happened, tween?
Mutt: D’oh!
Mutt: I’m supposed to be Smutt, now
Tweeny: There have been problems with the server before, but you'd have to ask Doc Tech about that
Cease 2: ive been forced to use a new id many times. but then i've been here for 29 years
Cease 2: thanks, tween.
Tweeny: sometimes there are attacks on the Firesign server
Not Ed: thanks Cat!
Mutt: Just saw the email about Melinda Peterson
Tex Tirebiter: danka
Deputy Dang: Thank oyu Tweeny! Thank you Cease! Thank you Mutt!
Tweeny: It worked mostly well this evening :)
Tweeny: Y'all are welcome :)
Not Ed: thanks Tweeny (& Merl)
Deputy Dang: Gnite, Tex! Gnite Not Ed!
Cease 2: indeed, tween. we've had far worse.
Deputy Dang: Thank you Merle!
Not Ed: Mutt be well & happy
||||||||| At 8:00 PM, Deputy Dang dashes out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
Not Ed: Great to see you all!
Cease 2: great to be here as always
Tweeny: Until last time, again...
Not Ed: Time to teleport on out of here
||||||||| Tweeny rushes off, saying "8:00 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
Not Ed: Poof!
Mutt: Be well everyone!
Cease 2: we do our best
||||||||| Mutt departs at 8:00 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| 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 dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 8:00 PM -- Cease 2 left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| 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 fiddlers
||||||||| Tex Tirebiter - dead from Covid 19
||||||||| 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 2
Cease
Deputy Dang
llanwydd
Mutt
Not Ed
snazbot
Tex Tirebiter
Tweeny

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
www.dishnuts.net
www.kurtericson.net/cat
www.kurtericson.net/firesign
https://vimeo.com/998815356