Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
11/14/2024

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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 November 14, 2024 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
The Firesign Chat & Show starts at 7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight: David Ossman’s NEW MEXICAN OVERDRIVE
https://firesigntheatre.bandcamp.com/track/new-mexican-overdrive
plus part two of Cat’s new collage series “On The Way To Santa Fe”
and from LIVE AT THE MAGIC MUSHROOM “The Armenian’s Paw”
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'
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:00 PM and Tweeny sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 6 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 6:00 PM, 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...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's Tweeny, just back from Elmertown."
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 8:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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, November 14, 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 escorts Tweeny in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood ushers DJTweeny 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.
||||||||| It's 11:30 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...
||||||||| 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 five minutes!"
||||||||| 8:00 PM -- DJTweeny left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Cease should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Cease enters and sits on the divan.
||||||||| 8:00 PM: Deputy Dang 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!"
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Cease!
Cease: Hi chatter
Cease: Part 2 of my Santa Fe Experience tonight.
Deputy Dang: I think we're all chatters on this bus.
Cease: You'll be the first to hear it. Well, not counting me.
Tweeny: Hey Dang & Cease
||||||||| 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..
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Tweeny!
Cease: The Tweenster
Tweeny: Gorgeous Fall weather here in Austin, mid-70s sunny & breezy
Tweeny: got out on the bicycle
Cease: Cold and wet here, as usual for November
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "The future ain't here yet, man!"
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Beet in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Beet: Hey, Folks.
Tweeny: Yo Beet
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Beet!
Cease: The Beet-tik
Tweeny: Beet-nick?
Cease: NIcky Nicky Nicky
Beet: Hi, Cease, Deputy, Tween.
Cease: Fumiyo and I were at this performance, the audience he just welcomed
Tweeny: nice :)
Cease: Aftfer the play, we were interviewed on his radio show, broacast from a bar accross the street in payment for the production of this.
Cease: Along with Phil and Melinda
Cease: I think that's the only time Melinda met Fumiyo.
Cease: She asked her how lnog it took her drive from North Van to Langley, Wa and she answered with an unually short time.
Cease: The next time I met Melinda, she referred to Fumiyo as "lead foot." Took me awhile to get that.
Cease: Eariest SF movies? That would be Melies
Cease: we were all saying George Tirebiter in the audience
Beet: You know, we haven't had any ladies here in the chat for a long time. Where's Elayne?
Cease: Good question.
Cease: She was a source for the new Firesign book, which I just finished.
Tweeny: Trump is appointing RFK, Jr. to head of HHS (Health and Human Services) in the U.S. This is going to get interesting...
||||||||| "8:00 PM? 8:00 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits in the comfy chair.
llanwydd: howdy folks
Tweeny: Hey llan
Beet: Howdy, llan.
Cease: HI Llan
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Everyone knew her as Nancy."
llanwydd: dept of health and humus
Cease: P{ictruresque indeed
llanwydd: I can understand why rfkjr wants to slum in the gop
llanwydd: yes it could get interesting
Cease: does anyone now even remember spillane?
llanwydd: I do
Cease: Quite an influence on Ossman.
llanwydd: I didnt know that
Cease: I actually had dinner on that trail in Oct.
Cease: Both Ossie and Austin were far more influenced by Marloew and that whole genre than I could get into
llanwydd: makes sense. nick danger was similar to marlow
Cease: very
Cease: next world, austin's tales of the old detective, ossman's poems, saturated with that genre
Cease: crime. not my thing.
llanwydd: swdegfrhyjkilo;lhgfdrfthgbyhnkmljnhbgfddrgfgbyhnk
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Shoes for Industry! Shoes for the Dead!"
Tweeny: There you go with your Welsh again, llan
Deputy Dang: practice makes perfect!
llanwydd: thats not welsh. that is actually an old language called bzfgt
llanwydd: grammar is rather tricky
Cease: Tricky Recardo?
llanwydd: another notable quote from the old language is gdhfgjhkl;kjhygtfgfhgjklkhgfddghjk
Beet: I get that.
Cease: i wonder how ossman got permisison to use sinatra?
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tweeny: wise words
Beet: That was kind of interesting.
Cease: first time to hear it, beet?
Beet: Yep.
Cease: very 50sossman recently sent me an email about his research for that play
Beet: Well, this part of the show went by really fast. It was fun hanging with you guys tonight. Will see everyone next week. G'Nite all.
Cease: By Beet
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: By Tween
Cease: We seem to be having fewer and fewer chatters
Deputy Dang: I'm gonna stick it out.
Deputy Dang: I think I should visit New Mexico, probably Santa Fe.
Cease: YOu gotta start young
Cease: Yeah, I had as much enjoyment as I think it is possible for me to have
Cease: it's been a very productive travel year for me. gotta do it while i stil can
Deputy Dang: I had baramundi in Australia.
Cease: do you rmeembr the taste?
Cease: i had lion fish long ago and stil recall it's wonderful taste
Cease: i have no memory of my recent baramundi, but i know i enjoyed it
: mmmmm mushrooms
Deputy Dang: basically the same as sea bass. "white fish" flavor, but not flavorless. I liked it.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's Tweeny, just back from Funfun Town."
Tweeny: mmmmmmm mushrooms
Cease: back?
Deputy Dang: Around here the local scuba clubs have lion fish hunting events. They're an invasive species here. I am friends with a chef of a small restaurant and they always have a day or two of lion fish specials.
Cease: invasive everywhere. bad fish
Cease: tasty though
Deputy Dang: Not everywhere. Santa Fe, for example. ;-)
Cease: there used to be a vegas restaurant called American Fish. I had it there, long ago. Amazing.
Tweeny: Glad you're having a chance to do some traveling, Cease :)
Cease: me too, tween. my health comes and goes.
||||||||| 8:00 PM -- Tweeny left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
Deputy Dang: Easy come, easy gol.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What is reality?"
Cease: i find it important to get as much enjoyment out of life as possible, and in a creative, as in these collages about my travels
Deputy Dang: The collages are part of my enjoyment. Thank you for making and sharing them.
Cease: it does me a lot of good to do them.
Cease: if you are at all creative, you always need to find some place to create
Deputy Dang: I don't know when I lost my creativity.
||||||||| It's 1:30 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: this is about as good as music gets, for me
Deputy Dang: Staring a hole in everybody's eggs!
Cease: let the aliens out
Cease: i have hitch hiked in Sask many times. There are not freeways there. It is sparsely populated
||||||||| Catherwood leads 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: My other browser isn't responding well to the chat.
Deputy Dang: Welcome back!
Tweeny: I wonder if hitchhiking is such a great idea these days
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Elmertown."
Tweeny: wb llan
Cease: I stopped hitching in the mid 70s. Fumiyo and i hitched around Japan in 76. Almost 50 years ago
Deputy Dang: I haven't seen anyone hitchhiking in a long time, but I live more-or-less in a city area.
Cease: I would be scared if my grandkids hitchiked, but i doubt it could happen. everyone has phones now
llanwydd: I only hitchhike when my car breaks down
llanwydd: which is not very often these days
Cease: makes sense, llan
Cease: with your phone, you can summon AAA
Cease: that;'s what i do
llanwydd: yeah I have triple a but I have had to hitchhike
Deputy Dang: I had an event when I was 16 or 17 where my alternator went out. This was in the late 70s I think, long before cell phones. To this day, I can't remember how I phoned my dad to ask him to come get me. But he did and we spent an hour or so charging my battery, driving as far as it would go before dying, then repeating until we got it to the repair shop. Oh, this was late at night, also. Between 10-11pm.
Cease: bummer, dang.
llanwydd: my dad helped me with a couple of similar problems
Cease: my dad was a car dealer, competitior to ralph spoilsport, until his dealership was taken over by the mafia in 75
Cease: the worst thing that happened to me in a car was in la, in 73
Cease: told it here often
llanwydd: they have mafia in vancouver?
llanwydd: or was that in yorkton
Deputy Dang: I don't remember, Cease, but my memory is fading before I'm done with it.
Cease: this was LA. early 73. I was 22. Last time I lived there. Had apt in Hollywood, worked for my dad's car companyt
llanwydd: oh I get it. if your father ompeted with spoilsprt, or I assume you mean ralph williams, it would not haqve been in canadad
Cease: Was taking courses at UCLA. My girl friend and I were haning with our friends and going to Goddard movies, plays and music. It was a wondrful time. My new play opens with a scnee from that era, featuring George Harrison.
llanwydd: I wonder if the mafia took over jack poet as well
Cease: it was my impession thatr they'd taken over Ford.
Cease: i wrote to the FBI about this but they never got back toi me.
Cease: Hoover let them get away with murders, to keep his secret life outside the public view
Cease: llan, you play Einstein and hopefuly Doc wil play my Uncle Alex in the late 30s
llanwydd: yes, hoover wasw the worst thing to happen to our country in the twentieth century
Cease: i tried to get the Huntingtons vast empire now, to recognize my uncles contriubution to their empore
Cease: by but because going to tibet in the 30s was illegal and accomplished only by bribes, i suspect his trip for them was off the books.
Cease: so there is no record of him, or at least, one they wish to divulge
llanwydd: didnt know about that, cat
Cease: so i am impelled to record such histories, before no one remembers and can learn from these experiences
llanwydd: but it was hoover that enabled organized crime in the usa more than anyone else
llanwydd: good idea, cat
Cease: perhaps, if hoover had never existed, the crime thing would have been the same, is suspect.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Stop torturing me Ethyl!"
Tweeny: too bad there weren't better recordings of this stuff
Tweeny: but thanks to all who preserved it on old tape recorders :)
Cease: i went to the mob museum in vegas and tried to interest them. no luck
Tweeny: KPFK should have archived it
llanwydd: well, organized crime existed in the us before hoover but he enabled it to spread far and wide
Cease: there is a need for things crime provides.
llanwydd: eventually the mob had its fingers in everything
Tweeny: Thanks for listening everybody!
Deputy Dang: Thank you Cease and Tweeny! What the heck, thank you too, llanwydd! And Beet! And Elayne!
Cease: we do what we can, eh?
llanwydd: I am certain I would be living in a far better country today if it werent for the mob
Tweeny: This is early Waylon Jennings
Cease: you are right, llan. i hate how it is glamoriszed
llanwydd: oh my goodness its over already. great show. thanks for everything Tweeny and Cat
llanwydd: see you next week
Tweeny: Until last time, again...
Deputy Dang: Goodnight all! I hope to see you all next week!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Tweeny departs at 8:00 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Cease: see you next week
||||||||| 8:00 PM -- Deputy Dang left for parts unknown. (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| 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
||||||||| Beet - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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
Tweeny

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
www.kurtericson.net/cat
www.kurtericson.net/firesign
https://firesigntheatre.bandcamp.com/track/new-mexican-overdrive