||||||||| 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 November 20, 2025 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| 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. ||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! ** The Firesign Chat & Show starts at 7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific Tonight: From LIVE AT THE MAGIC MUSHROOM “Exorcism In Your Daily Life” and a newly discovered version of “The Sword And The Stoned” plus from TALES OF THE OLD DETECTIVE “The House Of Little Men” and part two of the Cat Collage “This Is Walter” 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' ||||||||| Tweeny is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 8:00 PM. ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, November 20, 2025 - 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 stumbles in and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Deputy Dang', just granted probation at 8:00 PM", then leaves hurriedly. ||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "cease should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as cease enters and sits in front of the fireplace. ||||||||| 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: Irrashi cease: irrashai! cease: that's "welcome" in Japanese ||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Beet into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:00 PM, then departs. Beet: Evening, Friends! ||||||||| Outside, the 8:00 PM crosstown bus from Hellmouth pulls away, leaving InTheWood coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes. cease: Beet cease: In InTheWood: Evening, all! Beet: Hi, cease, Wood. Beet: Hey, Deputy. cease: this is one of their first pieces. still hilarious InTheWood: Love to hear these new releases. cease: this more serendipitous ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'bongo', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom... InTheWood: Hi, bongo. Or, Nancy. cease: greeting, bongo Beet: hi, bongo. ||||||||| Catherwood leads llanwydd in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room. llanwydd: howdt folks llanwydd: howdy ||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "May I see your passport, please?" Beet: hey, llan. cease: hi llan ||||||||| Catherwood ushers MarkTime 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. llanwydd: hi mark MarkTime: good evening Crew! cease: hi mark MarkTime: don't see Tweeny cease: he's atg work now MarkTime: ahhh well I'll hang and enjoy the show....with good company cease: that you will Beet: hi, Mark. cease: i got the new firesign books of scripts InTheWood: New? Go on... cease: Ulysses and the cannibal tacos from outer space, and the big suitcase of 1969, gloriously illustrated by bruce snyder cease: this is very autobiographical, phil told me. cease: i'm reading pynchon's Vineland now, it is like this in the density of sentences and imagery cease: Katherine Ross, in The Graduate InTheWood: Very cool llanwydd: I had the first two firesign books. wish I still had them. Beet: They were nicely done books. cease: essential reading MarkTime: I'm about to turn into a pumpkin.....it's been nice hangin' with all of you....have a Great Night! cease: you too, mark Beet: See you next time, Mark. Beet: Hey, llan, I just found this on ebay: https://www.ebay.com/itm/326745239844?_skw=firesign+theatre&itmmeta=01KAHYFV2271YTC57WP5GN5FX3&hash=item4c1388b124:g:kioAAeSwGRBooyLb&itmprp=enc%3AAQAKAAAA8FkggFvd1GGDu0w3yXCmi1cMuUjWsOA%2FN2oSnM3X5Ox6Aie7h6PWh0oK3PKpuN%2BLrKrKHcqubZBH8MG7pmmK0g56S9n%2Fj76qD4j7qDt%2B7pK02MQwL%2BVLTPBXUSSCvkIQ3zIG8UOsZYrybzfvRkdszcy%2BFSAK1rDSr3blm3SEyWBoGqfM7UeY8%2FPfxjOtTy2jgDFbV0uuULOfZTRBjc%2BLGv1aXKOLj4MaJC6dt3nh2Gp1uHjUotPv43N4v4Fvj0l0nU3LV3O7dDolz%2FqpMztKYr69OtsQ4iLIUv36rG%2Bw0esik8LDWdL6dyAqwpAe4hZX7A%3D%3D%7Ctkp%3ABk9SR6Kxv77UZg ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. Beet: and this: https://www.ebay.com/itm/277455389870?_skw=firesign+theatre&epid=3019669&itmmeta=01KAHYFV22FW6CB4RQT6WD7DY8&hash=item4099a144ae:g:7~oAAeSwXtdo9nWy&itmprp=enc%3AAQAKAAAA8FkggFvd1GGDu0w3yXCmi1eLlqwQjeS0jReKRZtz0CD92uk6fCJ6JSTS9S0beyvyOkLVI691l0vWMShe7oqRdNvfpB9RvGS2DXciF81QY4MlxZyd%2FDZlsTaZOSOAQlcsyNA0a0RzeJys8PGLgTxBFKSA4gA5Jk%2Bv7YOlCF0vAW3BuNv1GAkrDBXZSXJ7Qks%2B3tvAArAAoiLF2dq6nk7NVjrHARYxGjSJrnPowoEEYIbUJ0TU%2FoFOk5EbU%2FuXhonD0emwlwL3Gmg2j4NqBmqh7CXsCFjkjsv4kuJxZ83T0AIRPO9ptyrAKXYxRGza%2B5KN2w%3D%3D%7Ctkp%3ABk9SR6Sxv77UZg llanwydd: thanks beet! InTheWood: Being Russian is complicated. cease: morfe so now than ever
Beet ) Beet: That time again. Gotta go. This was fun. Nice to be with you. Have a great weekend everybody. See you next time. G'Nite. cease: by beet llanwydd: nite beet ||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| MarkTime - dead from the fiddlers ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... cease: this guy is a kind of 1930s McLuhan ||||||||| Mutt enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex. llanwydd: hi mutt Mutt: Hey Llanman! Mutt: How are you feeling these days? Better, I hope. llanwydd: wish I could say so,mutt Mutt: I’m very sorry to hear that, Llan. I hope things improve quickly. cease: HI Mutt cease: Not good to hear, llan llanwydd: I got a new shoulder about three weeks ago ||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "It's like sitting in a big hand." Mutt: Hiya Cease and DD and all fellow chatters. Mutt: Yikes, Llan! llanwydd: I am nursing it cease: we jsut lost beet and bongo has yet to speak. ||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Won't spurt like the hosers!" llanwydd: an implant I mean cease: they go more than they come, as it were. cease: that's encouraging, llan Mutt: Understood. Still, that has to be painful. llanwydd: have to type with one hand Mutt: Heal first, PT next llanwydd: pt is helping Mutt: Good. It’s akin to legalized torture but it dies help. Glad you feel it is doing so. cease: good to hear Mutt: Does, not dies! llanwydd: lol Mutt: Am in the process of clearing out our house and found my Firesign eyeball hat in a box where it didn’t belong. I thought I had lost it. cease: good news, mutt Mutt: Put it on and the dogs freaked out llanwydd: lol Mutt: It was pretty funny cease: when i first met the guys in 1969, autin was big and bergman was skinny. then i last saw them last, bergman was huge and austin had shrunk ||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ceaase', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary... cease: just got kicked out of my new computer. bummer llanwydd: I have anew computer too. its pretty cool cease: i'm having more problems with the new one than i had with the old one. not good cease: keeps freezing/crashing Mutt: That’s not good. Maybe try rebooting in safe mode? cease: how do i do that? llanwydd: my old computer used to freeze a lot Mutt: Depends on what OS you are running. Google whatever you are running and ask how to boot in safe mode cease: it freezes so often i always have to re-start cease: will do. Mutt: Maybe a new install of the OS is necessary cease: maybe cease: just go this at the beginning of nov. it should not be doing this Mutt: No it should not cease: i read the arcades proect before i last went to paris in 2017 cease: project llanwydd: fortunately cat is rewriting german history cease: true enough, llan. with your help. llanwydd: that should do the world some good Mutt: Hitler retreats across Europe … millions come to life cease: only the last paragraph that the chancellor says is set. the other stuff is still being created, cease: lol Mutt Mutt: Red Dwarf - Backwards cease: my Ukraine play, currently stuck in doc technical tar sands, features a kind of optmisirtc scenario and the play llan will star in, it will be a vasstly better world Mutt: So Doc T is La Brea Man? llanwydd: the doc tech mystery cease: lol cease: i have no idea what's happeniing there, but he said it would be produced by nov 05. Last year. cease: nov 5, 2024 Mutt: That is a mystery cease: i wjuld hate for this play to be lost. llanwydd: I hope he is okay cease: it's my contriubtion to an imperiiled Ukraine. Mutt: Yeah, my first thoughts were health and job status Mutt: When people go radio-silent there is usually a good reason cease: well, his partner Lili occasionaly reacts to me on facebook. says she's pestering ihm to complete th play, but it's been 13 monthes cease: so he must be ok llanwydd: good Mutt: Ah cease: this sounds like the Firesign's quest. to enlighten us all ||||||||| Deputy Dang leaves to catch the 8:00 PM train to Hellmouth. cease: they have always been quite serrious about that, and hilarious cease: by dang llanwydd: thanks tween. thanks cat Mutt: Thanks cease and Llan. Have a safe week. cease: we will do our best ||||||||| Mutt says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Mutt exits at 8:00 PM. llanwydd: nite folks cease: american thanksgivig show next week ||||||||| At 8:00 PM, llanwydd hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..." ||||||||| ceaase dashes out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's ceaase?! 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 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 2:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| cease - dead from jaundice ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 2:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| bongo - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 2:45 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| Beet - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 3:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| InTheWood - dead from the common cold ||||||||| 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
InTheWood
llanwydd
MarkTime
Mutt
