A Firesign Chat
06/26/2003




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Special appearance by
David Ossman as 'ossman'
||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for June 26, 2003 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Mudhead sneaks in around 8:36 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| Around 8:37 PM, Mudhead walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mudhead close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:38 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
||||||||| MoonGoon sneaks in around 8:50 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
MoonGoon: Howdy Mud... What's shaking?
Mudhead: My palsey
MoonGoon: Is that a palsey palsy, are are you just glad to see me?
Mudhead: parsely green palsey pal
MoonGoon: I'll take two!
Mudhead: comin up
MoonGoon: Hold on a sec... I have to medicate myself... big nite coming up brb
Mudhead: ko
MoonGoon: Ahhh... my iron lung is working again...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Merlyn in through the front door at 8:57 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Mudhead: This will sound shrewish, "What makes this nite different...?"
Merlyn: All M's tonight
Mudhead: Greetings Wiz
MoonGoon: I see from the logs I missed PB... seems to be my fate. No matter, he explained all important developments anyway.
MoonGoon: Tonight, is the nite of all knights... when REN & STIMPY return to the small screen after years of isolaton on the internet!
Mudhead: you eediot
MoonGoon: As such, I must kick off when ten PM rolls (literally) around, and stick my head in another tube.
MoonGoon: But until then I'm here (I think)
Mudhead: where am we anyway?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 26, 2003 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Merlyn: ah, thanks for the remind. I just saw an ad, but it said "thursday" so I didn't think it was today, thursday
MoonGoon: I'm over here... behind the couch looking for my palce in the script.
Merlyn: on Spike Jones TV
Mudhead: Just put your thumb under like i do
Merlyn: or Spike Milligan TV
MoonGoon: Isn't that delish? Spike Jones sez he don't care for Spike Lee's tone!
Merlyn: yeah, there's also director Spike Jonze
Merlyn: I'll change my name to S. Pike Lee
Mudhead: any publicity is good publicity
MoonGoon: too many spikes in the bed together. The legal beagles will half a filed day (at 150/hr)!
Merlyn: I know, I'll change it to T.V. and sue all the TV stations and transvestites
MoonGoon: Pretty soon we'll be suing ourselves (or one personality can sue the other(s)...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:04 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Mudhead: All these people gaining weigh not wanting to sue me
Elayne: Oops, hang on.
||||||||| Around 9:05 PM, Elayne walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Spikelayne', just granted probation at 9:05 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Spikelayne: There we go.
MoonGoon: Allo! oops.. not yet... wait for it...
Mudhead: I'm holding it.......
Mudhead: now u hold it
Spikelayne is the First Handle for Men... well, second if you count that third leg.
Mudhead: hmmm, a tripod
MoonGoon: Not to mention the thrid eye...
Spikelayne: Shh, don't mention that!
Mudhead: i said not mention it
MoonGoon: damn! the Unmentionables!
Mudhead: what good is the third eye but to hold u
Mudhead: up your baseball cap
MoonGoon: Always helps to see where you're going a half sec before you know you're there.
Merlyn: Is John K. doing Ren's voice again? Billy West still Stimpy?
MoonGoon: especially when it's on display, so to speak.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts C. Simril in through the front door at 9:10 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
MoonGoon: YES... JK is still Ren, but BW and he had a falling out so a new vocal talent to be explained later is doing Stimpy.
C. Simril: Ren Koolhouse has a cartoon?
Mudhead: Hi cat
MoonGoon: Allo monsewer!
C. Simril: new elayne or just new spike?
Spikelayne: Hi Cat! It's Elayne. I'm just waiting to be sued.
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and snorts derisively "Presenting 'Jet-Li Yämamøto', just granted probation at 9:12 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Spikelayne: Hey Mr. Y!
Jet-Li Yämamøto: oi
MoonGoon: I'll sue for false interest... (aside: how DOES he do that with his character set?)
Mudhead: KamaSutra Yamamoto
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Not lateley
C. Simril: sued?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: or whatever
C. Simril: isnt that a brit pudding?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: n, suet
MoonGoon: That's suet to me
Jet-Li Yämamøto: E: you need to be hugely weird like me. Scare ppl, and they don't sue you
Jet-Li Yämamøto: The downside is you have no friends.
Merlyn: like deputy dan
Spikelayne: Heck, I ain't got no friends on the left.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: but then you don't starve/end up in indentured servitude
C. Simril: are they all in jail?
MoonGoon: Excuse me... the fan on ny Mac is in high gear again... Wierd sensation having it kick in when I'm typing fast.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Nor do I, but then I'm still looking for someone on the left of me
Merlyn: I understand the supreme court legalized "so do my". So do my what? laundry?
Jet-Li Yämamøto whacks moongoon's mac fan w/a oxygen tank
Jet-Li Yämamøto: that fixers it
Mudhead: I thought it was so do me
MoonGoon: Oop. that's better. Must be the heat from my unsinked brain.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: I have TWO fans so NERR
MoonGoon: I'll see your fans and raise a glass!
Jet-Li Yämamøto: We took a left into a geisha house
Jet-Li Yämamøto: and look who's behind the bar
Jet-Li Yämamøto: or is that behind bars?
MoonGoon: No, I'm still behind the couch, mining for pennies
C. Simril: you can't afford a trip to a geisha house
||||||||| Spikelayne says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Spikelayne exits at 9:20 PM.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: no
C. Simril: nd if you could, why would you go?
||||||||| 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 Elayne disembarks at 9:20 PM.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: can hardly afford a trip to MY house
C. Simril: by el
MoonGoon: Damn skippy if I'm mining for penny
Elayne: Dang, I'm going to have to break out the smokables. I haven't been able to relax at all after my 10-1/2 hour day.
Elayne: BRB.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Give them to E she may neeed them
C. Simril: oh, you're not gone?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Only for a minute
MoonGoon: In and out, so to spheak
Mudhead: Sorry E, I'm all out
Elayne goes in and out like anything! And will be right back.
MoonGoon: I'm not all in (yet)
Jet-Li Yämamøto: hey, catherwood is almost right
Jet-Li Yämamøto: the RATS must not have gotten his watch
Jet-Li Yämamøto: or Nick finally cleaned his clock
C. Simril: was time dirty?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Only American time, grimy with the smoke of INDUSTRY
||||||||| Dexter Fong waltzes in at 9:25 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
MoonGoon: Does the little man still ride out on his trolley and say "Ach du leiber! Mein Gott in Himmel" every hour?
Mudhead: hi dex
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dr. Headphones in through the front door at 9:25 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Dexter Fong: Evening Dear Friends
Dr. Headphones: good evening, dear friends
Dexter Fong: Hi Doc Head
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Just wodering is it unpatriotic to make the rest of the world think yr country is populated by drooling morons?
Dr. Headphones: hey, you stole my line!
Jet-Li Yämamøto: oi
MoonGoon: Well if it is, they haven't been showing up at the meetings...
Dr. Headphones: it's ok, i'll share it. just provide your own rolled-up $100 bill though....
Elayne: Hello Dr. H!
Elayne: Hey Dex, it's getting on to That Time again. We need to figure out a cute-meet soon.
Elayne: Or is that a meet-cute?
Dr. Headphones: we will meet in the middle :)
Jet-Li Yämamøto: oi
Dexter Fong: Hi Cat and Ken and Elayne and Jetsky and Moong and Mud and Merl
Dr. Headphones: how's nyc, e? (and/or dex)
MoonGoon: That Time as opposed to This Time?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: ack
Dr. Headphones: my time is your time
Dexter Fong: Hot Ken, very hot
Mudhead: i'll take some of that
Elayne: NYC is, as Dex can also attest, bloody hot, thanks for asking.
Merlyn: By the way, there's an unfinished test front page at http://www.firesigntheatre.com/test.html if people want to look at it
C. Simril: hi dex, phones
Elayne: Oh, there, he's already attested.
Dr. Headphones: yesterday here was in low 90s, tonight will be mid 50s
Dexter Fong: Bold face take too long
Elayne: Tried and attested, in fact!
Elayne likes to put on her bold face in these perilous times.
MoonGoon: So's the up-state... Roch hasn't seen 90 in quite some time.
C. Simril: even van is uncomfortably warm. for a few days
Jet-Li Yämamøto: It's about the same here in the HUdson Valley
Elayne: Conclusion: We're all f'ing doomed.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Henry and the Boys on the Halfe Moone are delierious
Dr. Headphones: e: we already knew that. the sun will go nova in about 5M years
C. Simril: hell on earth, brought to you by Bush.co
Dr. Headphones: oops, that's 5 BILLION years
MoonGoon: Where did the expression "colder than hell" come from I wonder?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: There IS NO global warming
Mudhead: I'ts not global warming, it's global cooking
Dexter Fong: Ken: Whew
Dr. Headphones: my dad used to say it was colder that a witch's tit in a brass bra. i always wondered about that one
C. Simril: did you see the cartoons posted on alt.ft today, from the chromium switch guy?
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Moon: from the 7th Circle of hell a la dante IIRC
C. Simril: on the webring. jesus retardo, born to raze hell
C. Simril: you must know that guy, el
C. Simril: if it's a guy
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Check your msgs
Dr. Headphones: jesus is ricky's brother, right? from regular and ethyl show
||||||||| "9:31 PM? 9:31 PM!!" says Catherwood, "kraftwerkOrange-doggie should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as kraftwerkOrange-doggie enters and sits on the couch.
MoonGoon: Oooh.. whatta concept; a female satan.
Dexter Fong: Right Ken
Dexter Fong: Hey klok
Dr. Headphones: hi kraft. how's the cheese log hangin?
Merlyn: I haven't heard Kraftwerk for a long time
C. Simril: what patriarchy is all about, moon
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: lo ever
Elayne: Hello KOD.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Must fundies think females are at least minions of satan
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: y
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: one
Dr. Headphones: merl: i dug mine out of the basement, will digitize and burn when i'm done with fst lps
C. Simril: any relationship to klokworkdog?
MoonGoon: Still love those wacky robokrauts... long live Ralf und Florian!
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: my doppelganger, Cat
Elayne: It takes ten Jews to make a minion... oh no wait, that's a minyan.
Jet-Li Yämamøto: A 26 minute song about the frreway. The ultimate roadgeek tune
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Check your msgs!
Dr. Headphones: autobahn. i used to listen to it stoned all the time
MoonGoon: It takes ten peewee soccer players to fill a minivan (no goal!)
kraftwerkOrange-doggie has no goal
Dexter Fong: Ken: DIdin't you used to listen to everything stoned?
Dr. Headphones: lol, dex! yeah, you got it figured out
Merlyn: hmm, www.kraftwerk.com seems to be their weird website
C. Simril: have you noticed the the firesign theatre seems to dislike people talking about how they used to listen to them stoned all the time?
MoonGoon: You mean you're supposed to listen STRAIGHT?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: (what does Dex mean, "used to"??!
Elayne: Dex, I already responded to yours.
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: )
Dexter Fong: E: Did't come up try again
Merlyn: I think they just don't like reviews that dismiss them as "pot-head comedy"
Dr. Headphones: kraft: it's not the case any more (alas and anon and anon)
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: no E, you sent it to me!
Merlyn: isn't that cheech & chong?
Elayne: Oops, sorry KOD.
Elayne: n.
Dexter Fong: Merl: Precisely
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: mark me puzzled
C. Simril: well, they're no cheech and chong. never made c&c's money, for one
Dr. Headphones: the perils of private messaging....
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: my tmbersi
Elayne: Let's try that again.
MoonGoon: Ehhh. The same people who can't get their tie tied tight enough...
Elayne: Okay, Dex, did you get the test msg?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yes, it was a dreadful day when i discovered messages on my privates
Dexter Fong: No E
Dr. Headphones: test message? i'll guess e) none of the above. am i right?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: no, it came again to me
Jet-Li Yämamøto: Hoy! Hoy! Just got permission from Kitchen Sink to post the "Republicans Attack" Trading card set
Merlyn: did anyone notice the fst.com motogram said "FREE TOMMY CHONG" for about a day when he lost his bong case?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: and I'm not "getting" anything tonight
Elayne: Okay, my message thingie is screwed up, it says Dex but it's going to KOD.
C. Simril: what is a motogram?
Merlyn: King Of Diamonds?
Elayne: Dex, call me on Monday and we'll talk. I'm okay for now.
MoonGoon: The guy has a case for his bong... that's devotion.... or deevolution...
Dr. Headphones: e: when someone enters, the relative position changes. you may have chosen dex as k came in, then didn't change it?
Dexter Fong: E: If you don't click in the dialog box quick enough, sometimes it mis-sends
Merlyn: motogram = the letters that scroll by made of lights on a building
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: did everyone get a chance to see agitproperties.com's Faux News channel and O'Reilly Youth T-shirts before their site shut down?
Elayne: Bloody nuisance, not being able to msg properly. Why, we have to actually speak to each other now!
C. Simril: sounds like Underworld
Dr. Headphones: k: it shut down? yeah, i saw it, thanks for the tip
Merlyn: I tried, but it exceeded their bandwidth today
Elayne: Okay, I'm going to see if I can msg someone else.
Elayne: Someone here will get TEST. Please tell me who you are!
Dr. Headphones: me! me!
MoonGoon: Not me... Immediacy is too close to now for my taste.
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Faux did a bad thing by sending that letter - they must be into a 7th printing by now!
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: TEST
Dr. Headphones: i mean, message me, not that i already got something you didn't send
Elayne: Anyone? Bueller?
Merlyn: ah, it's back now: http://www.agitproperties.com/ with the O'Reilly graphic, too
Elayne: Dang, so when I point the msg at you, you get it, and when I point it at Dex you STILL get it. Doesn't seem fair to me.
Merlyn: yeah, I'll get one of those T-shirts
Dr. Headphones: magnetic personality?
Dexter Fong: Elayne: Ken screens all my incoming
Elayne gives up on msg'ing for the evening.
Dr. Headphones: incoming! duck!
Dr. Headphones: or is it a sea gull?
MoonGoon: Is that some sort of weird oriental position?
Dexter Fong: ...and Doc Headphone takes one for the team
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: ;-)
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Moon: that's what the Chinese gov't said, too
Dr. Headphones: can't believe those commies
MoonGoon: Only the first three times count...
Dr. Headphones: what was three, is one....
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: han city!
MoonGoon: "only to ten, Mudhead..."
Dr. Headphones: mudhead is trapped in parentheses
MoonGoon: an aside besides himself...
Jet-Li Yämamøto: He knew not his aside form a hole in the ground
MoonGoon: and two sides to every story
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: so, NYC'ers, how fries the city today? we got to 95 Wed and only 82 today, but much more humid for some reason
Dr. Headphones: great news from here: all the little kittens have been adopted. well, we still have them, but they are spoken for when they get old enough to move out
MoonGoon: those were the days... when a side meant you turned it over...\
Elayne: Kraft, it was about 95 or so today, I think.
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: that was in code, right Dr. H?
Elayne: Aww, nothin' better than spoken-for kitties!!
Merlyn: now I'll turn it over . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . here
Dr. Headphones: mg: i've tried turning over a cd, but it just don't work....
Dr. Headphones: kraft: well, there are actually 6 kittens here, 4 1/2 wks old now
Merlyn: some CDs you can turn over, but you don't have much label space
MoonGoon: Now they've got thLOR=VD thing, which theoretically can do the same thing...
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: actually, Dr. H, they're supposed to work on both sides
Dexter Fong: that equals 27 kitten bits
Dr. Headphones: they have siamese mother, solid black father, they are all of the siamese color style but with gray and black instead of tan and brown
MoonGoon: wow... that was wierd... I wanted to type "this DVD thing"...
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: and there are 2-sided DVDs with 2 layers on each side, but they are really esspensive to make
C. Simril: sound pretty
Dr. Headphones: four sides and it still looks like a pancake? sounds like a parity violation somewhere
Dexter Fong: ...and one-sided double layer CD and SACD's
MoonGoon: this parity is getting out of hand
Dexter Fong: You got a right to parity
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: back in the '60s, there was a guy i went to college with who'd dye his white cat for Easter...
Dr. Headphones: parity like it's 1999
Elayne: Gotta go, dinner's here. Will try to check back later.
||||||||| Around 9:47 PM, Elayne walks off into the sunset...
C. Simril: a pear in the hand is worth 2 in the garden
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: nite E
C. Simril: by el
Jet-Li Yämamøto: I have two parity
MoonGoon: Apparently cat-dying is all the rage with frustrated airbrush guys...
Dexter Fong: slong El
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Dr. H - it's just a topology violation, a misdemeanor (except in Texas, where the penalty for everything is death)
Dexter Fong: Airbrush = artists equivalent of musicians air guitar?
Dr. Headphones: ah, but we can all move to texas now and have sodomy with no legal repercussions....
||||||||| "9:49 PM? 9:49 PM!!" says Catherwood, "llanwydd should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as llanwydd enters and sits on the couch.
Dr. Headphones: "they flip the coin. bruce wins, will receive!"
C. Simril: i'd rather have texas move to some other planet
MoonGoon: More expensive... esp. the Paasche 950
llanwydd: good evening
Dr. Headphones: hey llan
Dexter Fong: Yep your honor, I figured as long as he was stuck in my windshield I might as well take advantage
C. Simril: hello token welshman
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: I thought it was already there, Cat, already there
Dr. Headphones: cat: i actually have some good friends there, they hate the shrub
Dexter Fong: Tokin' Welshman?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Alan Cox?
llanwydd: I just put on How Time Flys side 2
C. Simril: any place with jim hightower, molly ivins and timbuk 3 can't be all bad
MoonGoon: that's one more toke over the line, thank you very mush!
Dr. Headphones: brewer and shapely ;)
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: aw, probably just for the Roxanne Pavement bit, eh?
C. Simril: what a piece of assphalf
MoonGoon: Five mins. to go-time... my palms are sweaty... gotta shave em one of these days...
llanwydd: Oh yes Roxanne. she's at the end of the album
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: we're on a timer?
Dexter Fong: Moon = Mr. Birdseed?
Dr. Headphones: mg: you're supposed to do it until you go blind, not until you grow hairy palms....
||||||||| Jet-Li Yämamøto rushes off, saying "9:51 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
MoonGoon: REN & STIMPY! On in nine mins! Ineed time to start the VCR...
Dexter Fong: Ken: Thought just until you need glasses
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: hey, Ken, they played Nusrat Ali Kahn on Late Junction again tonight - I'm listening to the on-demand replay; cool
C. Simril: isnt that one of those endangered species?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: is that the SPIKE TV? got your bottle of testosterone?
llanwydd: either 6 to 9 or 9 to 6
Dr. Headphones: klok: i figured out how to record that on demand stuff now, can save anything i can find on the net
MoonGoon: I am fully pumped... fat burning out every pore
Dr. Headphones: i'm going to harvest the npr/fst stuff in a few days. can't afford to buy the cd right now :(
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:53 PM and c ease steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
c ease: i got deleted again. this is becomiing like irc
Dr. Headphones: bbc only archives stuff for 7 days though, so get it while it's hot
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: indeed, but the nice thing is that they replace it with equally good stuff each week ;-)
Dr. Headphones: except when you want parts 1-5 of a ten part series. then yer screwed
c ease: just like the firesign theatre. only over a longer time period
Dexter Fong: Cat twice already for me
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yeah, "act now"! ;-)
MoonGoon: OK... this is it. I'll be back in a flash, at half past the last, with a full report on the stupidity...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'ah,clem', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:55 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
llanwydd: the patented miracle of amazination
Dexter Fong: Hey ah
Dr. Headphones: ah, clem....welcome to our little insane party
Merlyn: Hmm, is this thing on?
c ease: ah? so
ah,clem: hello, dear friends,
||||||||| MoonGoon says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, MoonGoon exits at 9:55 PM.
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: ooh - Moondog doing "Bird's Lament"
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: we're high on the REAL thing, Merly
||||||||| Catherwood enters with W.M.D. Yämamøto close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:56 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
ah,clem: cat, got red shift, thanks.
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yello, clem
W.M.D. Yämamøto: oi
Dr. Headphones: hey, bushie, we found yer wmd's!
ah,clem: cool stuff
c ease: if i could only churn them out annually, ah
W.M.D. Yämamøto: Anywho, look for a spiffy new addition to my site in the next week
||||||||| Mudhead runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Mudhead?! It's 9:57 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
ah,clem: announcer a little bassy and loud though....
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: dr. H - didja catch Nightline last nite, the guy who resigned to work for Kerry?
Dexter Fong: Mud heads out
Dr. Headphones: spiffy. a good word
W.M.D. Yämamøto: Yes
c ease: saw some of that, klok
Dexter Fong: Klok: I watched it
Dr. Headphones: no, kraft, i was watching dharma and greg (my new comedy addiction--just discovered them and their crazee antics recently)
W.M.D. Yämamøto: I got copyright clearence to post my "Republicans Attack" trading cards set
Merlyn: post where?
Dr. Headphones: yam: post to the ng when you do so we're all alerted
W.M.D. Yämamøto: you bet
Dexter Fong: WMD: Is that the one with clowns to the right of me, jokers to the left?
W.M.D. Yämamøto: it's VERY funny
c ease: we look forward to it, wmd
Dr. Headphones: gerry baker, but don't remember name of song
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: d&g gonna be in reruns when both actors (and we) are dust, like Lucy, so why bother now is my thought
Dr. Headphones: stuck in the middle with you. that's it!
W.M.D. Yämamøto: "Stuck In The middle W/ You"
Dexter Fong: K: Who's Gerry Baker
ah,clem: yea, that's the one yammy
||||||||| It's 10:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| C. Simril - dead from measles
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
c ease: ginger's less tasty brother?
Dr. Headphones: dex: former member of steeler's wheel
: Yes
Dexter Fong: Thought Dylan did that dong
Dr. Headphones: got a good voice, but never quite made it big
Merlyn: Oops, who got killed?
Dexter Fong: song
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Dex - www.allmusic.com -anything about anyone
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
: was a steely dan thing
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:01 PM, dragging GWBMD Yamamoto by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
GWBMD Yamamoto: ack
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yea! Catherwood is back in sync!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ah,clem close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:01 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
Dr. Headphones: in sync and in bathtub too
Dexter Fong: Apparently the Secretary of State is present and chatting
c ease: in Done Dong province?
Dr. Headphones: he left hair in my drain--again
Merlyn: Ren & Stimpy is on!
GWBMD Yamamoto: Hoisdt by my own Petard, I daresay
ah,clem: wa that the reaper, or did I type something stupid?
c ease: Capt. Petard?
GWBMD Yamamoto: Lemme tell ya that HURTS
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones: news on the radio, scalia blasts the majority. i wish he would get blasted
Merlyn: clem, I think the reaper got you by mistake somehow
GWBMD Yamamoto nurses his sore petard
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Hosted by Petard? I've seen those sites - is that the ISP inside a UK missile silo?
ah,clem: k, np Merl
c ease: we'll have to wait for ren and stimpy to gradually ooze into canada
Dr. Headphones: clem was reaped? rein in that mccormack guy
ah,clem: how was your week, Dr. Head?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: very grim news, Dr. H
GWBMD Yamamoto: The jesus ppl were squealing about the Supremes this afternoon
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: just like a slow riot...
c ease: diana ross still has a voice?
Dr. Headphones: clem: like most others. great and terrible, all rolled into one. but the great parts still outweigh the bad parts
Merlyn: I'll try to fix it later
GWBMD Yamamoto: Diana Ross is alive?
ah,clem: fill me in in email, Dr.
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: well, you saw the Mexico City address, didn't you , Yam?
ah,clem: flipper is dead?
Dr. Headphones: will do, clem. probably in the a.m. (i promise NOT in the b.m.!)
c ease: ontario court just legalized gay marriage in canada. maybe a richochet in your godforsaken country
GWBMD Yamamoto: KOD: no
ah,clem: np, anytime
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yeah, Clem, Willie got 'im
c ease: same province (with a third of canada's population) completely legalized grass a few weeks ago. will your court follow suit?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: she was backed by subcommander subtext
Dr. Headphones: cat: how is it that you guys lead us by a year or two on everything good (and some things bad)?
ah,clem: will BRB, I do not think Bambi knows what day it is.
GWBMD Yamamoto: They have no republicans
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: but I would say she's alive and well, no?
Dr. Headphones: tell her it's the first thursday of the week
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: there aren't any Republicans in Canada?!!
c ease: plus, they've got the blue jays (delgado just hit his 2nd 2-run shot tonight)
Dr. Headphones: and there aren't any atheists in foxholes either!
Dexter Fong: Klok: They got United Empire Loyalists though
GWBMD Yamamoto: Well, Stockyard Day, but he don't count
c ease: you've got better environmental laws. or maybe you don't since shrub came to power
c ease: no, the right is actually fading in canada. opposite of where you live
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: gad, I think we can arrange to send you some, Cat. In fact, an awful lot -- in metal shipping containers, just like they use in Afganistan. Summer is a great time to do it...
Dr. Headphones: kraft: loved that "flatulence tax" thing--sent it around my circle widely
||||||||| 10:08 PM: Bambi jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
Bambi: hi
Dr. Headphones: hey, bambina!
Bambi: finally made it
Dexter Fong: Welcome to the First Thursday Bambi
c ease: republican crisps, we'll eat em like potato chips, then?
Bambi: hi ken
Dr. Headphones: she's out of the closet
GWBMD Yamamoto: Canadians have better sense than we do
Bambi: hi dex
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yeah, Dr. H, NZ got themselves into a bind approving Kyoto and then having to pass a sheep fart tax
Dr. Headphones: yam: but their dollars aren't worth as much
c ease: and there are people who have worse sense, yam?
Bambi: so what's been going on ... what did I miss?
Bambi: so far anyway...
GWBMD Yamamoto: How does one measeure sheep farts and who would want the job?
c ease: not as true as it was recently, headphones. our loon is soaring
Dr. Headphones: didn't miss anything impotent
c ease: hi bambi. i hear you got red shift?
Bambi: LOL
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: you missed all the exposition, Bam, and the biggest thing since the Eagle landed
Bambi: we sure did ... enjoyed listening too
Bambi :)
Dr. Headphones: and a blue muu-muu too
GWBMD Yamamoto: Our loons are soaring, too, cat.
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, 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...
: thanks so much!
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Bambi', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 10:10 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Merlyn: sorry again, clem...
Bambi: got throwed out sir ...
ah,clem: back, and proud to say, that worked.
Dexter Fong: Thank you Mr. Secreatary
GWBMD Yamamoto: Where's my coffee?
c ease: when i got home just before 6, the 4th inning was just starting and it was already 8-8 jays-orioles
c ease: good to see our birds pull ahead
Dr. Headphones: yam: for a change, i'm not drinking it tonight. have generic cola here
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: why did bambi just arrive if she's already here? this relativity stuff makes my head spin, but then, I'm not into Celtic music scene...
GWBMD Yamamoto: eww
Merlyn: I tried to fix the reaper, and he's killing to many people!
Merlyn: to/too
GWBMD Yamamoto: Generic, cola?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: who are the loons playing?
Dr. Headphones: lock up the reaper with martha stewart
c ease: at least i'm not echoing tonight
Bambi: speaking of coffee ... I am out ... need more ... brb already LOL
ah,clem: sounds pathetic, Dr. H., but cheers anyway...
Dexter Fong: Let the reaper kill em all and let Merlyn sort em out
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Merlyn: there are some hints if you rent a copy of Damn Yankees
Dr. Headphones: clem: it's actually called "bubba cola", from save-a-lot, local generic outlet
GWBMD Yamamoto: Reaper Vs. Martha Stewart? I'll bet Martha gets him in 3 falls
c ease: i love damn yankees. havent seen in in many years
GWBMD Yamamoto: She's meaner than a pit of vipers
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: and fit him with a cozy, Yam
Dr. Headphones: not quite as good as coke, but then, at 1/3 the price, who's complaining?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: color-coordinated
Dr. Headphones: "whatever lola wants, lola gets"
c ease: let the reaper kill em all, is that a vietnam ref, dex?
GWBMD Yamamoto: after running him over in her suburban
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: yeah, but she's nice mean, not O'Reilly mean
c ease: i read that particular quote recently, but forget where
Dexter Fong: "L" "O" "LA" Lola
Dr. Headphones: cat: actually, a pope in the middle ages said of the albigensians (heretics): "kill them all, god will know his own."
GWBMD Yamamoto: Well nobody is as mean as O'rielly
c ease: aha
Dr. Headphones: but it was appropriated during vietnam, since "they all look alike to us"
GWBMD Yamamoto: cheerful
kraftwerkOrange-doggie only drinks prepared soft drinks when working, when unemployed, sticks to store-brand teabags
Bambi: ah, good coffee :)
c ease: must have been an article in latest new york book review.
GWBMD Yamamoto: I'll be employed forever
Dr. Headphones: unemployment is not a picnic
c ease: and you['re happy about that, yam?
GWBMD Yamamoto: I daresay
GWBMD Yamamoto: Well, i like to eat
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: oh yeah, everyone check out the NYT Book section on Dust of Empire review. interesting stuff, and it echoes the Brezenski stuff about terrorists in Afganistan
GWBMD Yamamoto: So do the cats
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: so i've decided that it was a real quote, not something made up by the French
Dr. Headphones: my little kitties have started eating solid food now--look like pigs around that dish
GWBMD Yamamoto: Freedom
Dexter Fong: Parity
GWBMD Yamamoto: Mine are pigs around the dish
Bambi: freedom ... not just pretty words
Dr. Headphones: i use a parity knife on apples
GWBMD Yamamoto: Spouted by those who have no clue what it means
Dexter Fong: Lullaby....Hush.....bubbleiscious
ah,clem: wait till the kitties start chewing and scatching....
Dr. Headphones: didn't janis sing "french is just another word for nothing left to lose"?
ah,clem: no, that as freedom...
Dr. Headphones: clem: one of them tried to climb my leg yesterday. i was shaking a leg for sure!
Bambi: oh, parity the thought
GWBMD Yamamoto: That was Charles DeGaulle
Dexter Fong: Yes Ken to Robert McGhee
kraftwerkOrange-doggie uses a quantum knife on most non-mushy fruit; it's so much better, if just a little overkill
Dr. Headphones: ghee--clarified butter used by the hindoos
Bambi: lol ... they are very good at climbing legs too ... and boy those little claws are sharp
GWBMD Yamamoto: no doubt
GWBMD Yamamoto: thank grid minne grew out of that
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: sai hi to Gwen S, then
Dr. Headphones: bambi: and mine are extra-toed. the one with 7 on each front foot was the climber. i got 40% more claw for free
Bambi: hi-YAH!
GWBMD Yamamoto: Imagine a 15# cat crawling up yr leg
Bambi: LOL
GWBMD Yamamoto: ow
Dr. Headphones: yam: been there, done that--ONCE--fly swatter keeps that beast away now
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Ken, you aren't making more of those enhanced pets are you?
Bambi: we had a tiger stripe with 6 toe mitts ... about 20 lbs too
c ease: sounds like southpark
GWBMD Yamamoto: Mine are getting into giving me kisses
Dr. Headphones: these kittens are not artificially GM pets. their daddy has extra toes
Bambi: (it was my father's cat, but would bring my mother birds and put them on the doorstep as presents)
Dr. Headphones: yam: not french, i hope
GWBMD Yamamoto: Hah, too close to the Nuclear plant then?
c ease: daddy dont live in that new toe'd city no more
GWBMD Yamamoto: Ken: no
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: Ken, that's even worse -2nd gen stuff, if it gets loose, can cause unimaginable problems!
Dr. Headphones: i hear that hemingway's cats in key west were the start of all of them, but it might be apocryphal
GWBMD Yamamoto: They give me a kiss on the nose
c ease: anyone who'd name his son bumby is not someone you'd trust around cats
Bambi: yeah, when those extra toed ones whap! you ... you know it
GWBMD Yamamoto: a high compliment for sure
Dr. Headphones: you get your cats high and kiss them? you PERVERT!
GWBMD Yamamoto: ha!
Dr. Headphones: i used to get my cats high, put them in grocery bag and blow into it. they loved it
ah,clem: what is the difference between kinky and perverted?
||||||||| Rotonoto waltzes in at 10:22 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
ah,clem: anyone?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: well, hi, Roto!
Rotonoto: the prodigal Roto returns...
Dr. Headphones: clem: kinky is wheni do it, perverted is when you do it?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Nemo Chiquen close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:23 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
c ease: a matter of personal taste, ah
GWBMD Yamamoto: Seriously If a cat has anything to do w/yr nose, it's a VERY high compliment from them
Dr. Headphones: all hail roto
c ease: hi roto
c ease: hi roto
Dexter Fong: Roto!
Dr. Headphones: hey nemo
GWBMD Yamamoto: oi roto
ah,clem: i you are kinky you use a frather.
Nemo Chiquen: Cluck, All!
Bambi: hi roto dave
GWBMD Yamamoto: oi
Rotonoto: hi guise- hawaiyah?
ah,clem: if erverted you use the whole bird.
c ease: uh oh. the echo again
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: say what?
GWBMD Yamamoto: electrical Problems Clem?
Dr. Headphones: hey dave: i saw you mentioned in one of the computer columns i get in email the other day.
Rotonoto: no kidding?
Bambi: feather maybe :)
Rotonoto: (I shudder to think)
Dr. Headphones: shameware? coined by you?
Nemo Chiquen: Deep Fried in East Coast Heat....
GWBMD Yamamoto: MMMMMMMMMMM
ah,clem: if you are kinky you use a feather....
GWBMD Yamamoto: any relation to Potemkin Village Chiquen?
Rotonoto: aw heck- get a feather boa and do it up right
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn testing inside, makes a note of the time (10:25 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
Bambi: yep ... that's what it said ;)
Dr. Headphones: is it finnie that's doing the "10 best" and "10 worst" software products?
Nemo Chiquen: The Chicken Matra.......MMMMMM
ah,clem: if perverted you use the whole bird.
GWBMD Yamamoto: Part of our new welfare programme is to pass out coupons for that fine chain
Dr. Headphones: ah, get out your number 2 pencils, merlyn testing is here
Merlyn testing: My old login should get reaped, but it shouldn't mess up ah,clem this time...I hope...
Bambi: hopefully won't boot me either :)
Nemo Chiquen: Which flies longer a Perdue or a Domestic Chicken?
Dr. Headphones: clem: i swear i didn't know that chicken was still alive. i promise i won't do it again
GWBMD Yamamoto: Bah, I have a number one pencil and I'm gonna use it!
Dexter Fong: I think The Reaper knows that ah, clem killed the president
ah,clem: is dark in here, and typing is theonly "D" I ever got.
c ease: an african swallow, holding a coconut
Bambi: is that an english or african?
Dexter Fong: Nemo: Deoends on how hard you throw them
Rotonoto: they gave us only number threes and told us to just press real hard- ahhh, the frustration
Nemo Chiquen: A plucked Frank or a pruned Bush...?
GWBMD Yamamoto: I never learnt to type
Dr. Headphones: i had chili dogs for supper, and these burps are the worst. tasted a LOT better first time around
c ease: a,b,o
GWBMD Yamamoto: Ken: Pay up on yr frent tax
Dexter Fong: None of the above
Dr. Headphones: lol, cat! don't forget to make it +/-
GWBMD Yamamoto: all of the above
ah,clem: plop plop fiz fizz,
Bambi: NADA :)
ah,clem: burp...
Bambi: NODA
Bambi: NOTA
GWBMD Yamamoto: NAPA
Dexter Fong: ZAPA
Dr. Headphones: ROTO
Dexter Fong: OTOR
c ease: my realtor told me to start eating food that agrees with my blood type. i really dont want to know about that shit
Bambi: did you want the distributor or the rotor ??
Nemo Chiquen: Brazilian Turkey or a Chile Dawg..?
Rotonoto: Dr. Headphones emerges from his underground audio laboratory cackling maniacally and flinging CDs in all directions...
ah,clem: NODA? not on the a**?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:29 PM, dragging Dave by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Dexter Fong: Cat: And did your doctor tell you to refinance yur home?
Dr. Headphones: hey dave
GWBMD Yamamoto: What food agreees w/blood types?
Bambi: but you know those NAPA parts are the best ... what you want K-Mart? Out of my store LOL
Nemo Chiquen: Dave is really here??
c ease: hi dave
Dave: good lord Ken, watch those CD's, hi everybody
Dr. Headphones: yam: if you've got blood, i would think all food agrees
||||||||| It's 10:30 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Nemo Chiquen - dead from The Plague
 ||||||||| c ease - dead from the common cold
 ||||||||| Dr. Headphones - dead from the common cold
 ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the common cold
 ||||||||| Merlyn - dead from the yaws
 ||||||||| GWBMD Yamamoto - dead from the yaws
 ||||||||| ah,clem - dead from The Plague
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
: hi Dave, gad you could make it.
||||||||| 10:30 PM: Dave jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
: argh!
: No more KMarts here
||||||||| Merlyn sneaks in around 10:30 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
Bambi: wow
: Nice Merl
: oh my, next fox special: reaper gone wild
: actually a doctor carved out a large section of arm a couple of days ago, to see if it's cancerous. will find out in time for irc next week
Bambi: where'd everybody go?
Merlyn: The reaper went completely nuts that time!
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: wow! netsplit!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:30 PM and G'dammit Yückamoto steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| Dr. Headphones sneaks in around 10:30 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| 10:30 PM: Dexter Fong jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past hour!"
G'dammit Yückamoto: Balls
||||||||| Catherwood leads ah,clem inside, makes a note of the time (10:30 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
G'dammit Yückamoto: balls
Dexter Fong: Kool Merl
Bambi: wb everyone
Dave: what the hell happened, reeper get pissed off or something?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with cease close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 10:31 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
G'dammit Yückamoto: I hate getting killed
Dr. Headphones: reaper on reefer?
Rotonoto: this is getting as bad as netsplits on IRC
cease: hey, i'm not dead YET
Merlyn: must be a bug...
G'dammit Yückamoto: I got reincarnated as a frog
ah,clem: what did the wizzard do that time?
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: reaper is beginning to fail
Dexter Fong: It Ah Clem's fault...he killed the president
||||||||| Catherwood leads Freedumb Fire inside, makes a note of the time (10:31 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
G'dammit Yückamoto: Inadequate karma rebuild
Dr. Headphones: bug? no. it's a feature :)
Bambi: so who got the plague this time? anybody?
Dr. Headphones: hi free
ah,clem: un documented feature.
Rotonoto: bug? I'm one of the bugs! Where's my twenty?
Bambi: not worth being killed off for a non-descript disease LOL
||||||||| "Hey Dexter Fong!" ... Dexter Fong turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:32 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:32 PM, dragging MoonGoon by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: there are only 2000 real people in the world; all the rest are special effects (and some of them flickered out just now)
G'dammit Yückamoto: Okay
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Dexter Fong in through the front door at 10:32 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
G'dammit Yückamoto: There are only a limited number of sous
Rotonoto: yeah, and most of us are just extras, you know...
ah,clem: wb Dex
MoonGoon: Mein Gott in Himmel! That was disgusting! I LOVED it!
G'dammit Yückamoto: souls
Dr. Headphones: lol, moonie
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: ein reich!
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: ein volk!
Dr. Headphones: ein yolk
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: ein Faux News!
Dexter Fong: Ein Stein of fine Bier
Dr. Headphones: ein white
G'dammit Yückamoto: No yolks folks
Bambi: mein mein
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: tau eta?
MoonGoon: The first episode in forever and they trot out Dr. Stupid, to explain the difference between boogers and goobers!
G'dammit Yückamoto: Tau Ceti
Freedumb Fire: Swine un Pizza Volkswagen
Rotonoto: your words have been memorialized in a shimmereing simulfax which will be registered in your name in the Hall of Immortal Records, along with a copy of my reply...
Merlyn: Ok, I figured out what I did wrong.... THIS time for SURE...
Dr. Headphones: brace yourselves.....
kraftwerkOrange-doggie just worked thru the Samovar HOWTO -- much more complicated than he suspected
G'dammit Yückamoto: yeah I've haerd that one before
cease: no swell pizza?
Rotonoto: no! don't press that one! wrong left! other left!
Bambi: yea!
ah,clem: the pigs stole the car?
Bambi: your other left!
G'dammit Yückamoto: I've been killed so many times I'm overdrawn on my Karma account
MoonGoon: Turns out the difference is really very slight... just a couple letters transposed...
Dr. Headphones: yam: want to borrow my eternal ATM card?
Freedumb Fire: Merl, go ahead and put yur finger in the socket, again...
Dr. Headphones: pin is 666 if you're interested....
G'dammit Yückamoto: Ken, I may need it
G'dammit Yückamoto: Ken, I may need it
G'dammit Yückamoto: Ack
Rotonoto: change a few letters- it drops it down to just a simple plagiarism misdemeanor
G'dammit Yückamoto: he echo got MED
Dexter Fong: 'ere's an echo in here
G'dammit Yückamoto: me
Dexter Fong: No Prooblem dave
G'dammit Yückamoto: You could work for the NYT in that case
Rotonoto: an echo in here
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: OK, klok gotta wind down now and prepare for the Morrow...
MoonGoon: Is that like hitting "submit" twice and getting billed for TWO Freedom Ticklers?
Rotonoto: echo in here
Dexter Fong: Dave: Still missing Doc Headphone
Rotonoto: in here
Dr. Headphones: no, there's not...not...not...not...
Rotonoto: ere
G'dammit Yückamoto: that's just scary
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: there
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: here
Rotonoto: e
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: everywhere
G'dammit Yückamoto: Roto, turn off that damn reverb. the 70's are over
Dexter Fong: an OI OI
kraftwerkOrange-doggie: and farewell - evening all
Freedumb Fire: This is not here and they are really there anyway.
G'dammit Yückamoto: oi
Dexter Fong: Night Krafty
Dr. Headphones: nite, kraft
G'dammit Yückamoto: later
||||||||| kraftwerkOrange-doggie leaves to catch the 10:38 PM train to Hellmouth.
Rotonoto: agitated tourist aprehended in Yellowstone park- claims echo was insulting him
Bambi: "Microsop" left me a 64 second message on my tollfree voicemail and wants me to call back to pay for another call. Something about some partner deal. NOT!
MoonGoon: No reverb? we don't want to sound like we're in space, do we?
Merlyn: the reaper is back the way it was, but I don't know why it was killing ah,clem all the time
Dexter Fong: Dave: Elayne was having problems with the message thing too
cease: by klok
Dr. Headphones: maybe the reaper knows something we don't?????
Rotonoto: you know- clem was messing with doctor mem?
G'dammit Yückamoto: I kept getting killed, too
Bambi: the reaper knew he was trying for the plague ... and was trying to oblige
Dr. Headphones: love those buboes :)
G'dammit Yückamoto: and i DIDN"T do anything(yet)
ah,clem: I am going for a bath, is hot here and I need a rinsing. Do not be mean to Bambi, she likes it that way.
cease: maybe i have the plague
Dr. Headphones: lol, clem! we will be nice ;)
cease: comes from writing too many plays
Bambi: LOL
Dexter Fong: Night Clem
ah,clem: me too c.
G'dammit Yückamoto: I got vaccinated for that in the Navy
Rotonoto: maybe you are just less energetic because you have domains of alternating polarity
ah,clem: BBL
G'dammit Yückamoto: later
Bambi: ah, being a bit bi polar now huh?
Dr. Headphones: watch out for those polarity bears
ah,clem: k
G'dammit Yückamoto: Can't tell yr AC from yr DC then?
Dexter Fong: You cannot train those polarity bears
MoonGoon: there's a strange polarity parity in here...
Rotonoto: after getting rinsed and air-dried, uh clem will be good as new and fully accepted into the alien community
Dr. Headphones: only with a VOM
G'dammit Yückamoto: I hate those damn Polarity Bears
Bambi: yeah, they go their own way
cease: neither can your supreme court. good thing, to
MoonGoon: Voice over mic?
Dr. Headphones: moon over miami?
Rotonoto: moon over my hammy?
G'dammit Yückamoto: Mooun Under Miami
G'dammit Yückamoto: East of the Sun and West of the pole
MoonGoon: I have NEVER been high over Miami...
Rotonoto: hey, I embarrass easily- *you* order me the rooty tooty...
G'dammit Yückamoto: Which puts you in east germany
Dr. Headphones: moonie: i have, and it STILL sucked. i don't like miami
Rotonoto: I *am not* going to say "rooty tootie" to the nice waitress...
G'dammit Yückamoto: In a trabant going hell bent for leather on the Autobahn
MoonGoon: There's no east or west anymore ... vee iss all in ordnung now!
Rotonoto: is a trabant faster than an Audi?
Dr. Headphones: roto: make a disturbance, her supervisor will come over, tell him
Bambi: only been as far as daytona myself ... big daddy rat during bike week was funny ... we have a picture of our daughter anxiously shaking hands with big daddy rat
G'dammit Yückamoto: Not likely: top out is 100 km/h
||||||||| "10:43 PM? 10:43 PM!!" says Catherwood, "test bozo to be reaped should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as test bozo to be reaped enters and sits on the couch.
test bozo to be reaped: I'm a test dummy
Bambi: she was only 4 and the size of a 2 yr old LOL
Dr. Headphones: send that bozo the SAT
Rotonoto: I had a friend who receently did actually get in a big argument with the wait staff at a local greasy spoon...
Freedumb Fire: Punch that test dummy..!
Merlyn: the test dummy should get reaped in 6 minutes
MoonGoon: Makes you a player, piano...
Rotonoto: actually blew her stack, called this 'nice' lady a "bitch" out in front of everybody...
Dr. Headphones: bambi: daytona is nice place, but highly over-commercialized
Merlyn: we'll see if ah,clem gets taken out by accident, too
Rotonoto: some of the guests at tables started snickering...
Bambi: yes, it is ken
Dr. Headphones: ah,clem is on a different schedule though
Bambi: we went there back in 78
Dexter Fong: There *are* no accidents
G'dammit Yückamoto: "if the accident will"
Rotonoto: ater she felt remorseful, went back in to aplolgize
Bambi: and it was still overcrowded during bike week
Dr. Headphones: re-samuel f.b. morse-ful?
MoonGoon: I got dumped by college GF in maim-i... FOR A WAITER!!! Never so glad to get out of anywhere...
Bambi: we went there to vacation with relatives and go to disney with the 3 kids ... great fun
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "10:46 PM and late as usual, it's AdolfTree, just back from Billville."
Bambi: just happened to be during bike week
G'dammit Yückamoto: Ah Adolph
Dr. Headphones: i've never been to disney with kids. i can't imagine what type of hell that would be
G'dammit Yückamoto: oi
Rotonoto: yes- but that WAITER was an aspiring actor and snowjob artist, natch
AdolfTree: Greetings, volk. How goes?
Dr. Headphones: hi, schikelgruber!
G'dammit Yückamoto: I've never been to disney period
cease: hi adolph. long time no tree
Dexter Fong: Kiki! That's you isn't it?
Bambi: it was ... shall we say ... interesting :)
MoonGoon: I can... the Orlando superduper complex is it's own shitty city.
cease: what the fuck?
G'dammit Yückamoto: Disney is evil, anyway
Rotonoto: hey- you woke up cat
AdolfTree: That's only part of the story, Dexter...check your calendar!
Bambi: kids were: 4 1/2 and 3 and 18 mos.
G'dammit Yückamoto: what fuck, cat?
AdolfTree: Also, check you bible...it's a chalice.
cease: i was cut off again
G'dammit Yückamoto: Bambi THAT musta been a joy
Dexter Fong: Mon Capitain, a thousand pardons
Rotonoto: it's not a schnifter?
Dr. Headphones: cat: the jews only get cut once, how'd you get so lucky?
cease: i was just saying hello to adolph. maybe that's why i was cut off
G'dammit Yückamoto: or a schnäuzer
Bambi: oh, yeah ... thank god for back carriers and umbrella strollers!
MoonGoon: I was there to pump Powerpointless slides thru a dimly lit projection machine to a bunch of suits (including Mikey E) @ a Kodak bored mtg... 36 hrs non-stop agony.
AdolfTree: I've got that aura about me...people get blown back 10 feet now and again. I'm pretty sure it's not flatulence, though.
G'dammit Yückamoto: Here, I'll sew it back on
Bambi: all they wanted to do was ride dumbo
Freedumb Fire: Time to Deflate that Bozo's Shoes and Pinch His Nose...and Sit on Merlyn's Hat!
Dr. Headphones: i saw things there i wanted to ride, but my tickets wouldn't work on her....
G'dammit Yückamoto: Adolph: Pay up
Bambi: yuk moongoon ... that would be torture
AdolfTree: So, unless everybody done changed nicknames, it seems there are a LOT of different guise on this chat since was last hear. I recognize cease, but who am us anyway?
G'dammit Yückamoto: Yr ibn violation of the Kyoto treaty
Dr. Headphones: dr. headphones a/k/a ken, kend^
AdolfTree: Not responsible!
G'dammit Yückamoto: I'm Mr Yamamoto of Hollywood
AdolfTree: See, I KNEW I knew all y'all!
G'dammit Yückamoto: Comrade Mr Yamamoto now
Freedumb Fire: You am us and we were you once...you know..
||||||||| It's 10:50 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| test bozo to be reaped - dead from the common cold
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Dexter Fong: Im still Dexter Fong but twice a year I Salute Captaim Equinox
Rotonoto: Roto is only nick with any stability, but it's all a facade anyway (they are taking me back in for regrooving next week)
cease: who were you, adolph, and when were you hear last? i've been here since day 1
Bambi: there goes the bozo
Dr. Headphones: and only the common cold. alas....
G'dammit Yückamoto: Rigt on time. too
Merlyn: anyone dead who shouldn't be?
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 10:50 PM, dragging llanwydd by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
cease: capt equinox= sam longoria, some of the time
Rotonoto: yes, we go where the bozos goes
: Well, I used to come 'round a lot a few years back, when this was still on IRC. AdolfTree then too...Captain Equimox on the previous chat room before that.
Dr. Headphones: wb, llan
G'dammit Yückamoto: I'm alive
llanwydd: anyone still here?
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 10:51 PM and AdolfTree steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
MoonGoon: Best part was watching George Fishface (fmr EK CEO EIEIO) gets doused w/champagne from a tray when the Beast (frm "Beauty &" fame) barged into a waiter standing nearby... no word on if it was THAT waiter...
Merlyn: oops, there's someone
G'dammit Yückamoto: oi
Bambi: nope...even ah,clem stayed and he's in the bathtub LOL
Freedumb Fire: Digitally no, dead otherwise...??
AdolfTree: Wow, somebody has to fix that door...takes you back out the way you came in!
Dave: am I still here? I got knocked offline
G'dammit Yückamoto: Yr here dave
AdolfTree: Has Doc Technical been here tonight?
G'dammit Yückamoto: no alas
Dr. Headphones: we're all getting knocked off tonight.
cease: who would know?
Dexter Fong: Nope
Rotonoto: I'm sorry, Dave- I can't open the pod bay door...
AdolfTree: cease makes the best point, but rotonoto makes the best dry martini...
Merlyn: I think the reaper is figuring out who gets kicked off OK, but it seems to remove more names than it should for some reason
Dr. Headphones: well, folks, it's cooling off here, so i think i'll quit, put on something more substantial than these shorts, close windows, and snuggle by the faux-fire. see you all next week
Rotonoto: yes, but I can't drink them any more- it's strictly vicarious pleasure
AdolfTree: That's nothing to fear
Dexter Fong: Merl: Better safe than sorry
AdolfTree: (the reaper, that is)
||||||||| Ham and Yämamøto sneaks in around 10:53 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
MoonGoon: Just what i've been dreaming of.. a wet lip at the end of a flanged glass full of sinful gin.
||||||||| Dr. Headphones departs at 10:53 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Dexter Fong: Night Ken
Freedumb Fire: I think Doc is changing in that phone booth....but still tripping on his cape
Rotonoto: bye doc
Bambi: night ken
AdolfTree: G'day sir! Nice talking (Briefly)
Ham and Yämamøto: Reaped myself that time
Rotonoto: he was in his underwaer, as usual (I'm in a full tux here)
Bambi: better than reaping the whirlwind I suppose
llanwydd: reaped, Ham?
Ham and Yämamøto: I nip and tux at the plastic sturgeon
llanwydd: old slang
AdolfTree: Dare I ask...any topic tonight? What's on people's minds?
Ham and Yämamøto: No, had to turbn off proxyconn
Rotonoto: "How can I find true happiness- and what about iraq, anyway?"
Dexter Fong: Topic? Topic? YOu talking about coal Bill?
AdolfTree: I was gonna go to Proxycon this year, but I decided to let some other guy go in my place at the last minute...
MoonGoon: I'm still swimming in mucus after the Ren & Stimpy full-length short...
Ham and Yämamøto: ewww
cease: full tux?
Ham and Yämamøto: I'd rather NOT knnow what I'm missing
llanwydd: what is a full-length short?
Dexter Fong: It goes all the way
Rotonoto: yah- full tux in peacetime, full metal jacket when we lock an loadit
Ham and Yämamøto: Below the Knee
AdolfTree: So, what's the prothesis...does John K still have it? (I didn't see the short)
MoonGoon: about a half hour but who's counting?
Bambi: ah, nice cool ... I mean cold water ... nice after a 100 degree day
Rotonoto: "...we're gonna lock and load, and we're gonna k-k-k-k....."
Ham and Yämamøto: Hey my other self is still here
Bambi: and take names
MoonGoon: You'd think it was the late 1980s.. he still has it (but a salve will cure it eventually)
llanwydd: 100 degrees up here too
Ham and Yämamøto: Mines taken, you can't have it
Rotonoto: no. I'm plkaying that part! get your grubbys off of my script!
MoonGoon: More sound effects per square minute than anything else on the tube today. FOLEY!
Dexter Fong: Script? I thought you were improvising
Bambi: copyright infringement! or would that be piracy and theft these days?
Rotonoto: oh my god! he's *improvising!*
Ham and Yämamøto: Say "Foley" to me and I have bad thoughts
MoonGoon: Only if your name is SPIKE
cease: kids in the hall moved in doors
Merlyn: Ah, now I've figured it out...
Merlyn: Reaper should word Real Good Now
Dexter Fong turn to radio audience and winks
Rotonoto: Foley as in "trailer down by the river"?
Ham and Yämamøto: Merl: Sure
Merlyn: Now you know how betasites feel
Ham and Yämamøto: Foley as in catheter
cease: no, dave foley from kids in the hall
MoonGoon: we taking a rebel mountain skis?
Bambi: does that mean we all get killed off or noboby?
cease: also some yank sitcom
Rotonoto: ah so-even better
Bambi: LOL
Rotonoto: you takea speedy cruiser boat?
||||||||| It's 11:00 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| G'dammit Yückamoto - dead from the fiddlers
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
AdolfTree: Or Mick Foley of "sixteen billion stitches in my head" fame.
Dexter Fong: OI
Rotonoto: oi
Ham and Yämamøto: Fiddlers? I was killed By Hiefitz?
cease: yeah i take it down a lazy river
Merlyn: this most recent reaper is not the new one yet
MoonGoon: You about to taking a Fast Train?
Dexter Fong: or Red Foley of Grand ole Opry fame
Bambi: that's a real shame there yammy
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
cease: take the coal train, get off at your F-stop
MoonGoon: Red the dmeon barber of Fleet Street
Ham and Yämamøto: Lord catherwood is RIGHT
Rotonoto: stop torturing me!
AdolfTree: As is Howard Johnson
Ham and Yämamøto: He's not yr son fred
Dexter Fong: We haven't started yet Roto
Bambi: wow! yes, catherwood is right!
Bambi: that's a first
Ham and Yämamøto: Indeed
Dexter Fong: Check your script roto
cease: no, that's a fist
MoonGoon: Good 3rd baseman for Mets... maybe the olny good 3rd bassman for the Met
Bambi: ah, of course thanks cat :)
Rotonoto: Howard Johnson eventually sold his last truckload of fried clams and retired to Little Rock
Ham and Yämamøto: Bought land in Whitewater, I heard
Rotonoto: oh, so sorry- thumb slipped down ionn script
AdolfTree: ...where he lives in a Big Pebble
Bambi: I thought that was Rock Ridge Howard Johnson retired to?
Dexter Fong: Lives on a raft
MoonGoon: on stone soup and fried kelp
AdolfTree: It's a stoned soul picnic for all
Bambi: right down to the orange roof on Howard Johnson's outhouse.
Ham and Yämamøto: Can't beat that fried kelp
Rotonoto: well, Roto mean great and famous Howard Johnson of restaurant and cheap motel fame...
cease: lotso minerals
MoonGoon: a bit chewy but oh so good for you
Dexter Fong: Well goys, it's time to repark the car else the summoner will strike
Ham and Yämamøto: I'm off to my other chat, later all
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Another reaper target into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mumbles something about 11:04 PM, then departs.
||||||||| At 11:04 PM, Ham and Yämamøto vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
cease: keep the summoner away. summer too
AdolfTree: G'night!
Dexter Fong: And a jolly good night to you Sir
Rotonoto: oh please not to be ytoad away
Dexter Fong: That's it Roto
Rotonoto: park it and lock it
MoonGoon: Not another doppelganger... there a whole gang of them!
Rotonoto: later dear friend
cease: hey adolph, have you been here since the fireguys began showing up?
Freedumb Fire: Park it on the summoner
Dexter Fong: Night all, and welcome back Captain E
Bambi: baked kelp rolled in oil and salt .. then wrap steamed pearl rice inside ... and if you are adventurous, add an anchovie to each.
Rotonoto: Mr. Eex go to park car
AdolfTree: Nope, but Doc told me about it. Austin, yes?
cease: bergman 2 weeks ago
AdolfTree: Thanks Dex...nice to "see" you again!
cease: ossman once, when i was away
Bambi: a korean woman made them ... minus the anchovies for me ... tasted quite good.
cease: oddly, not proctor. he was the first firesign computer guy, and the most social of them all. must be to busy
MoonGoon: kinky... very kinky...
AdolfTree: What'd they have to say? They didn't pull a Shatner/SNL on us, did they?
Rotonoto: I spell my name regnaD!
Rotonoto: no, wait- it's otonotoR- my thumb slipped again...
Bambi: ibmaB here
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 11:08 PM, dragging ossman by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
MoonGoon: nooGnooM? only with a mouth full of mucus
Freedumb Fire: Hey Oss
Bambi: hi ossman
Merlyn: You got my email, I see
AdolfTree: Good evening!
ossman: Sure did.
Bambi: dave and llanwydd are fa..d....i....n....g
Merlyn: I made your name come out red.
MoonGoon: Gorsh... in the fresh?
Bambi: it is ossman :) It is great to 'see' you!
Merlyn: (Dave, I'm Brian by the way...)
Bambi: red name and all
ossman: I can dig it. Just got off duty and home from recording the july 4th piece
Freedumb Fire: How are the boys and the Mrs.?
AdolfTree: So we know who's the student at Commie Martyr's?
Merlyn: sounds good
cease: ossman. speaking of the non devil
ossman: Still at the nerby lake, but all is well. Prestion and I go to Minn on next Wed
cease: how did orson like red shift?
cease: do i get to use preston in next play? i think orson's getting too old!
Bambi: where will the july 4th piece play?
MoonGoon: I hope on NPR...
ossman: Sorry phone rings every time I sit down here. We all loved Red Shift - Orson was amazed to hear himself so long "long" ago. Glad you got some recognition, but I had to keep my hands out of the voting. 4th of July piece shd run on ATC on July 4
Bambi :)
Bambi: thanks :)
ossman: Orson is now old enough to star as "P" in Electrician (with a cast of 9) here next fall or early winter.
cease: yeah, i'm glad Doc got the recognition he deserves
cease: wow
MoonGoon: Do the snoots in suits still get to nix anything that's too close to the truth?
AdolfTree: Wow! Would that be a stage play, or radio play? Sorry, I've been out of the loop for a while.
Merlyn: what could be too close to the truth nowadays?
ossman: Adolph - that would be a stage play. Moon - they always might nix a piece - that's what editors are for. This one has a pretty smackin' piece by Mayor P'nisnose
MoonGoon: certainly not "reality TV" :P
Freedumb Fire: It can't happen here, I've been telling you my dear friends that it can.....
Bambi: we watched the nick danger video piece available on carlin's site ... enjoyed it much. took forever to download on dialup...but worth the wait. :)
ossman: Got in a couple of pokes at "reality TV" too, but you really can't bust ass on NPR like we could on XM - time's too short, audience is too mixed
ossman: What Nick Piece?
MoonGoon: A "wider" audience, eh?
Bambi: it was the four of you around a table in black in white video doing a nick danger piece
Merlyn: you mean the XM clips on laugh.com?
Merlyn: yeah, that's from XM
ossman: You know, I ansd almost every letter NPR got.
Bambi: I wish I could remember the name of it ...
MoonGoon: wasn't the XM stuff in color?
cease: they were that few, dave?
ossman: em were pretty wild, some made good sense.
AdolfTree: When in doubt, check your monitor!
Merlyn: realaudio clips are smaller, but some people hate realaudio. bambi, you can check http://www.firesigntheatre.com/xmradio for all the clips
Bambi: danger5.avi I believe
MoonGoon: D'oh!
Dave: good day Ossman, was busy but see you are here
||||||||| It's 11:20 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Another reaper target - dead from dengue fever
 ||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the common cold
 ||||||||| llanwydd - dead from measles
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
ossman: What do I know - I just do 'em - I don't have time to go look at 'em.
Bambi: danger5.mov actually
MoonGoon: geez... a triple prey...
Bambi: LOL
Merlyn: I put the nick danger bits in B&W for the film noir look.
AdolfTree: Triple prey! Cubs win the series (Harry Carey, fifteen oat sodas later)!
Merlyn: But I think they're all really dead
Rotonoto: ..
cease: good point, senor ossman. the reason any of us do anything artistic is, just to do it. what others make of it is another reality
Bambi: great idea merlyn
Bambi: great effect
Dave: hey, is Ossman's name in read? I tend to miss these things, they pass by the eyes too quickly
Merlyn: yes, dave
cease: yes, that means he's the REAL ossman. you remain the real dave
MoonGoon: lets have a word for the dearly departed... somnambulist, for one.
Merlyn: I'm impressed Dave could tell it was red...
Bambi: ken is gonna kick himself for leaving early
Dave: well then, we are settled on this matter, and I remain the real Dave only if I remain as such, as such I am and will until I am not and will not be
cease: ossman and bergman had a radio show on KMET in the fall of 68, sunday mornings, when i was hanging around with b. mitchell reid and rachel's husband late saturday night.
MoonGoon: The company i work for had TWO colorblind art directors... you wouldn't believe the stuff they come up with...
Freedumb Fire: How Time Fly's should be out next month at laugh.com..?
Dave: I have no color identifying thingeys in my eyes actually
cease: i wonder if they ever met?
ossman: Family just got back. Orson quoting lines from Oklahoma - he's doing Ali Hakim. Big summer for all of us, with a whole twow days of live broadcasting the 12 and 13 of July
Dave: well..eye, one is pure plastic
ossman: Trying to catch up, just a mo
cease: good for all of you, senor ossman
Merlyn: (cat, how could DO and PB have a show in 1968 when you & some other people were hanging around last saturday night?)
Bambi: I heard firesign for the first time back in 73 on a progressive FM station on a friday night ... they did an entire album
Rotonoto: hi, Oss- thanks to you 4 or 5 for many great years of levity since 72...
Bambi: great fun
MoonGoon: that's the magic of radio, baby...
ossman: HTF is "virtually" out - just got a box yesterday. 30 years exactly since we finished.
Merlyn: yes freedumb, How Time Flys should be out Real Soon Now, sometime in July
cease: not last saturday, the saturday nights before the radio free oz shows, merl
Dave: Cat I know Raechel said she'd worked with all the members of the gang at one time, Proctor being prominent among them, or she just remembers more of him, so I wouldn't doubt
cease: i can get confused more easily than i can type
Merlyn: that's metaphysically absurd
cease: How Time Flies is my favourite "solo" firesign work
ossman: Donno how I feel about it. The "amateur" voices pop out to me know, but I really wanted to extend the casting to "real" people or weird ones.
cease: but aren't those "amateur" voice on Bozos? the future voices?
Merlyn: David, do you know if laugh.com will re-release the rest of the old albums, like Just Folks, etc?
MoonGoon: Why shouldn't the regular loonie get a job in plastics?
ah,clem: back and all rinsed, and a respectful hello to MR. Dave. !
Bambi: yes, how time flies is a great piece
Bambi: but then all the albums have so many great points :)
Merlyn: yer back and yer beautiful, clem, and the reaper didn't get you; I think I fixed it finally.
ossman: I am trying to parse out the albums carefully - laugh.com will get the three FT records - RadioNow Live, Fighting Clowns and finally ATYWT, with, finally a coupon to send off for a script. I think Just Folks shd get out, maybe with some Boner Trax of mor
MoonGoon: ...and a point in every direction is....
Bambi: think you really did merlyn! that's great.
ossman: more stuff from Let's Eat, that is
Dave: I have yet to obtain all of the work, but have some good ones, thanks David for helping in all of it
Merlyn: I really like Boner Trax on albums...
cease: dick jokes uber alles
ah,clem: thin thin 16 mm shell, and inside it's delicious...
Freedumb Fire: Memories of living in tubes and pushing buttons..hmmmm
MoonGoon: Can't wait for "Everything..." my vinyl copy is pretty chewed up...
ossman: You better believe it!
AdolfTree: Anyone know if laugh.com is making money releasing all these old albums? I'm thrilled as heck to see this stuff back in print, but I worry about further (and longer) disapparances in case things go belly-up.
Bambi: the overlapping threads between albums is great ... gives you something extra to pay special attention about :)
Merlyn: I think Scalia is the butt of dick jokes now
cease: lol, merl
Rotonoto: now you speak reverently about the chief...
ossman: Adolf - they are making enough money to stay in biz. At the moment and for the forseeable future, laugh is the FT's home base. Even we make a little money - AND they pay!
Rotonoto: er, ah- justice...
cease: dick exxon, he's so mean, he's the president of everything and everything is green
MoonGoon: What happened to Rhino? Is that dunned deal?
cease: laf.com is carlin,inc?
AdolfTree: Excellent news to hear, David!
cease: he's like paul krassner. he never forgets his roots and never stops supporting them
Bambi: sure is great news
ossman: Rhino is WEA is the husge Warner combo. They don't know or care about
Merlyn: yes cat, laugh.com is george carlin & co. (unkle milty's nephew, etc)
ossman: FT anymore. But thanks for the mammeries.
AdolfTree: I saw laugh.com (I think it was them) also put out Mort Sahl's "At the hungry i", which thrilled me. Hope they'll follow in turn with some of the others.
Merlyn: Rhino changed soon after FT got the 3 album deal or something
MoonGoon: Da-Nang! They started off with a great idee...
ossman: Cat - Carlin fronts for the label, but it's Marshall Berle in Fla who's doing the work.
Freedumb Fire: Maybe Laugh can get permission to some Nick stuff, too?
ossman: Anything we own will find its way to laugh.com. The XM stuff is going to get busted out of Radio Prison eventually too.
cease: what about all the firezine stuff?
cease: is that headed laugh.com way?
cease: some wondrous releases there
Bambi: glad to hear that ... we don't have XM ... so would be nice to hear it when it "gets out"
ah,clem: can FST material be played on a not for profit web radio, Dave?
ossman: Firezine can't release anything with my performance on it.
MoonGoon: Oook... I'm about to have a wondrous release... back in a tick
Merlyn: Bambi, there's about 20-30 minutes from each XM show on the web site as clips
cease: so, does it go to laugh.com? otherworld? lodestone?
Bambi: great ... thanks merlyn!
ossman: Clem - FT material can be played on nfp web radio - see radio margaritaville b'cast. Just like radio stations. And radion never paid us a dime for any play, as most of you know.
ah,clem: I would like to air a special on the weekend on SkyBird Radio, (www.skybirdradio.org)
MoonGoon: Whew... that's a load off my mind...
ossman: Yes, XM had great coverage on the website, so we never felt too bad about it being so f***ing exclusive!
Rotonoto: "I'm *down*, dear friends..."
ah,clem: k, so I can do a show? cool!
Bambi: night roto
Bambi: great to see you
cease: fuck the what?
ossman: Clem - just let everyone know, it's a groove, as we used to say.
ah,clem: night roto
Merlyn: NPR seems have a much larger public response than XM
AdolfTree: We're just glad you're down, safe, and marching, but we'll miss you!
Rotonoto: negatory, Bambi- merely quoting the Reverend in "Dwarf"
ah,clem: thanks, Dave
Bambi: ah, cool...glad you aren't leaving roto :)
cease: xm is esspensive.
cease: npr is free
Rotonoto: what- and miss out on all the exposition?!
Merlyn: and XM is kinda fickle
Bambi :)
MoonGoon: Tell it to the Thanksgiving Bunny, kid...
ossman: XM wouldn't let us keep our boxes without paying - do you believe that? After firing us!
cease: fuck em
Bambi: you're kidding!
ossman: stand in line
MoonGoon: Were they afraid you'd take them apart and steal all the hi-tex?
Freedumb Fire: The small print will kill you every time....
Bambi: figures ... buttheads with $$ for eyes, ears and brains
Dave: the above are pretty much all the reasons I don't have XM
ossman: I'm gonna e-bay 'em
Merlyn: Think FT will have any problem getting rights to XM shows?
cease: do, ossie
ah,clem: xm has a lot of nerve to do that.
Rotonoto: whaddya expect- typical 'inside the beltway' types- headquartered just 12 miles to south of me...
cease: it's what picasso would do
ossman: No, because they will have forgotten we exist.
cease: i never liked picasso, but appreciate his control over his product
Rotonoto: I live near there but *waaay* outside the beltway...
MoonGoon: Close enough to catch a whiff, tho'
Bambi: you have to get a long way away to be outside the beltway LOL
ossman: Control of the product is the artist's WMD
cease: a lot of people who used to love firesign have forgotten you continue to exist. not sure why, but true
Rotonoto: aw, gee, Bambi- it's just a state of mind...
Bambi: LOL
Dave: not me, probably cause I'm young yet
ossman: They still love firesign, they just don't keep up with the new work. Oh, well...
Freedumb Fire: Roto, if you live too far out of the beltway, your short will drop...
Rotonoto: k your heels together three times andintone "There's no place like..."
cease: i meet them all the time. their memories do not remain unclouded
cease: Firesign is a a place that a lot of people used to be in , maybe 30 or more years ago.
ah,clem: just so you know, Dave, my first 8 track tape in the 70's was Don't Crush That Dwarf. (been here since before the beginning, almost)
Freedumb Fire: Moon over Washington
cease: now why, with the introduction of the internet (from where i found this group thru elayne and packer) do they not reconnect?
AdolfTree: ...and then there are those of us who are just about to *turn* 30! Heh.
Rotonoto: we've had a further 3 decades for them to 'shake and bake' it all down to a least common denominator
MoonGoon: "oh, yeah... who's that guy?... Dick Stranger? I remember him!"
Bambi: I didn't know about the new work till this year ... but am very excited to hear it ... ah,clem has most of the original vinyl albums
Dave: or 17 Cat
Rotonoto: ots now- they would never appreciate actual comedy...
cease: a lot of people showed up at your seattlle, et al, shows that hadnt heard your new work, justr loved your old, eh?
ossman: I'm looking to do the one-act version of Dwarf locally too, but not with Orson - I think he'll play Mudhead.
Rotonoto: too many vidiots now, they would never...
Dave: ever since I've gotten in to FST, I haven't really liked straight comedy
ah,clem: wow, cool Dave, would love to hear that...
cease: at the theatre we saw you in, senor ossman?
Bambi: we have been listening to the original works for years ... never tire of it
Rotonoto: nah, nah- yer comedy hasta be a little subversive now, eh? :o)
Dave: it's just .. boring really, at least FST makes you think, I've never been on any type of drug either, well, not illeagle anyway
MoonGoon: D'ope!
cease: good one, moon
Rotonoto: (snicker snort chortle)
ossman: Cease - no, probably an "alternate space"
cease: in langly? they exist?
Rotonoto: no, comrade- the means of production is held by *all* the people...
ossman: Sorta
ah,clem: is this your bar of soap?
cease: not a lot of towns around there as i recall, senor ossman
Dave: may I see your passport please?
Rotonoto: yanqui imperialist dog- get your hands off my yoghurt bar!
MoonGoon: Why no, but i could carve my initials in it...
ossman: Actually, we're gonna use the Deer Lagoon Grange. Now that's local!
cease: ok, here are my eyes to see it with
Dave: god I haven't listened to that for months, need to pull it out tonight I think
ah,clem )
ossman: Dave you mean Electrician?
ah,clem: yes,
ah,clem: that's the one
Dave: yes I do David, it's all good, all of it
ah,clem: as in waiting for
Merlyn: Hey, a guy mentioned FT in his weblog and wondered if they had any new albums out; since he included a link and someone used it, I found his weblog and sent a reply, so he posted that, too: http://www.stevewhite.org/log/current/index.htm
ossman: It's fabulous - I'm gonna do it with 9 actors - two skateboarders as Hans and Yoni!
Dave: but I make FST refs and my family just think I'm nits, which is the case as it were but...oh well
cease: my point, merl. there are so many old fans who know nothing of their new work
ah,clem: LOL
cease: i would love to see it, senor ossman. but know not where that is
MoonGoon: One thing i have to ask... the ATC ATF stuff; was it written all at the same time, or in spurts... It seems to hang together well when assembled (as opposed to hanging separately)...
ossman: You know, I still get every one of Ray Bradbury's books, even tho he's an old guy and all - thats over 50 years a faithful buyer.
cease: there is a REALLY FAMOUS science fiction author named Spider Robinson who i've met a few times as he lives near hear. he had heard nothing about new FT work.
Rotonoto: there you have it- just remind the old school you are still on the map
Merlyn: I'm a Clarke fan myself
cease: but he loves the old stuff
ah,clem: we have most of Ray Bradbury here too...
Rotonoto: and leave the rap fans to their own cruel drivel
ossman: Moon - each sol bit was/is written solo then mercilessly rewritten by everybody else.
Merlyn: Spider Robinson has been a Minicon guest, and so has David O.
cease: my fave SF writers were PK Dick (he's dead now) and UK Leguin (she's not)
Bambi: LOL
ossman: LeGuin is terrific - Judith produced one of her pieces with Proctor and Melinda
Rotonoto: cat: yes! especially PK Dick- what a diabolical mind!
cease: PK the most firesonian to me, in that his world's kinda envelope upon themselves, complete with garbage, ala FT
cease: yes, i have that from you, Senor Ossman. we discussed the production of it at one point.
Bambi: So glad roto emailed to tell us about this great chat and the new FST material ... thanks roto!
cease: he came to vancouver for our annual lit festival and i wanted to go and tell her how much i enjoyed her work, but could not do it. same with ellison when he came here.
Rotonoto: lotsa brilliant people don't like crowds- phobic
ossman: I'm maybe supposed to be involved with the new SF "Experience" in Seattle
Dave: hey Ossman, I have a question I think I might knowthe answer to, when you did the Nick Danger stuff on How Can You Be, and you had the parts where two of a certain person were talking, did you have to do those parts twice and then mix them? I know it's kind of a stupid question...
cease: the jimi henrix essperience bldg?
MoonGoon: So each of you would bring your own bits to the party and then hack away at the entire meal? Mama mia, that's a spicy meatball. Had to fun, tho'...
Freedumb Fire: Gud ? , Dave
||||||||| 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..
ossman: Dave - uh, yeah we just overdubbed on the 8 track.
ah,clem: the timebot is correct tonight, now I am afraid...
Bambi: yeah, isn't it great ... catherwood knows what time it really is now
ossman: Dinner is on the way. Any last thoughts, questions, etc?
Freedumb Fire: Is it the same time in outer space?
Rotonoto: bats in my belfry- they finally fixed the frickin clock! amazin!
Merlyn: see you a Convergence.
ossman: That's Universal Mean Time
Dave: that's what I thought, thanks, still great, but what has new technology allowed you to do? I've noticed that even the latest stuff still has the mono voices and all like the old records did, but other than being able to put things in to digital signals, has modern tech helped?
ah,clem: thanks for your time Dave, and hope to see you soon.
Dave: and how
MoonGoon: only at the speed of light peoples.
Freedumb Fire: Thanks for dropping by and don't be a stranger!
Bambi: thanks Dave ... great to see you.
Rotonoto: Oss- nice to 'see' you on here for the first time- and t'anks for all the luaghs over the years!
cease: hope this isnt the last time we see you here
ah,clem: the balls are clearing again....
AdolfTree: Best wishes, and good luck with all your upcoming projects!
Bambi: so glad you could stop by when we were able to be here
Dave: later Dave, sorry posted questin too late it looks like, but thanks for it all
ossman: Thanks all!!! Modern tech got the piece done today - ISDN line, Warren's mother computer and all its resources to instantly retrieve sfx, music cues and all
MoonGoon: "I see you are... a sailor..."
Freedumb Fire: Best of Luck on getting the rights to yur STUFF!
Bambi: and many laughs more to come ... thank you!
cease: praise the grid
ossman: Quank! Quack! Bye bye!
Merlyn: bye
Bambi: bye
||||||||| ossman departs at 12:04 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
ah,clem: and as the President would say, please stay in touch.
Dave: the albums and all, think I'll be going, so 2 Dave's can be in 2 places at once when they're not anywhere at all
Rotonoto: he''ll be receiving a simulfax copy...
Bambi: just don't break the president this time ah,clem LOL
Freedumb Fire: Were we here?
Bambi: LOL...night dave
ah,clem: :)
Bambi: thanks again for sharing this place with us
Bambi: and letting us know about the new works
Rotonoto: pinch yourself. is this real? we have been in the presence of greatness of mirth...
Dave: cat will try finding that which you have inquired about and will let you know if anything comes of it
ah,clem: Dave O. has left the building, Bambi...
cease: well folks, wasnt that worth waiting for?
Bambi: LOL! how true ... great mirth :)
Bambi: yes, I know ... I was talking to roto dave this time :)
Rotonoto: multiple identity stamps
MoonGoon: I'm puckering and unpuckering all over!
Freedumb Fire: I'm still waiting for Nixon.....Mogo...
ah,clem: yea, C, it was fun, and I not have permission for a new radio show.
ah,clem: that is cool.
ah,clem: now
Bambi: now have :)
ah,clem: right
Bambi: right ... LOL
Dave: gotta end with a lyric...hmmm...let's see, for Ossman, how about, "just slip inside this house as you pass by" the Thirteenth Floor Elevators
||||||||| Dave departs at 12:08 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Bambi: night dave
Freedumb Fire: When does Proc stop by??
Freedumb Fire: Bye Dave
Bambi: dave, roto dave and dave ossman all on the same night LOL
AdolfTree: Mmm, nice selection, Dave. Lovely Roky...
cease: i wonder, fire
Rotonoto: yesh- it's a wildly popular name for bozos
Bambi: yep sure seems like it
MoonGoon: a night at the Roky
Freedumb Fire: A bozo proctor to keep the clown in laughing order...hmmm?
Rotonoto: we're into meeting wives and strangers and discounting *everything* that happens here at Duke of Madness Motors...
cease: fire, a long time ago, proc and ossman showed up and proc said why dont you go on line and talk to your fans as pp had done and oss said now, he didnt want to destroy the illusion
Rotonoto: by the edge of the New World Freeway...
Bambi :)
cease: the idea that there was One Interpretation of their work, which is what so many fans seek
Freedumb Fire: It's surreal, what illusion?
cease: so tonight was amazing in the negation of that
Merlyn: showed up where, cat?
Rotonoto: cat- how silly- *one* correct interpretation? :o)
cease: proc and oss\man showed up on a st. louis cal in radio show, not on here
AdolfTree: Sure, there's one correct interpretation...MINE! ;)
Rotonoto: "Multiple Identity Stamps!"
Bambi: that's the beauty of audio ... you make your own pictures ... based on imagination and the presentation :)
Rotonoto: yesh, yesh
Freedumb Fire: All we have to fear is .....Bush
MoonGoon: Gotta love that Red Barber...
Rotonoto: ooooh- you scare Roto!
Bambi: all we have to fear is ALL politicians ... from all sides
Rotonoto: which motor we about to be riding in, boss?
AdolfTree: "We have nothing to fear but fear itself...and the boogey-man." - Pat Paulsen
Bambi: yeah, spoken like a true politician
Freedumb Fire: Let's have a going out of politics sale for ex-poloticians
MoonGoon: Special today on modern hair weaves!
Freedumb Fire: Trench Mouth Lot Hair Peace once owned by J. Lennon
Bambi: rugs, rugs and more rugs ... real and unreal
MoonGoon: No one's weave was more obnoxious than the late lame-ented Sen. Poxmire...
cease: we take rugs seriously in our house
Rotonoto: I got my rug at the persian carpet going out of business sale
Freedumb Fire: Landing pads for aliens...?
MoonGoon: I'll take some rugs right now... here, light me up!
AdolfTree: They're pretty potent...got 'em from persia
Rotonoto: here, have some sandalwood incense- made it from my own sandals...
MoonGoon: That stuff'll hit you like a hammer!
Freedumb Fire: Here's some good shit but it's not from my......
Rotonoto: yesh, it spooked LefTennant Behind's entire regiment
Rotonoto: they took one from coulmn B
cease: i only left 9 ants behind
MoonGoon: ants in the pants?
Rotonoto: you been goofin' with the bees?
Bambi: well, I don't know about the rest of you ... but I am going to cut the soles off my shoes, climb into a tree and learn to play the flute. Night everybody!
AdolfTree: I'd like to take one too...
Freedumb Fire: Dead Ant Farm ,... the potable model!
cease: lotso dead uncles though. they dont need behinds
Rotonoto: nite, dear forest creature...
Bambi: see ya next time ... great to see you all
AdolfTree: Yeah, I have to concur...GREAT to see from you all again. Best fishes!
cease: by bambi. hope you enjoy red shift
Bambi :)
MoonGoon: so long... more sugar!
Bambi: we are cat! thanks!
Freedumb Fire: Stay Coool, Roto!
AdolfTree: Oh, cease...is red shift available for purchase now? I'd like to get a copy!
Bambi: nitol :)
cease: email me your snail at csimril@shaw.ca
||||||||| Bambi says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Bambi exits at 12:20 AM.
Freedumb Fire: Got to duck out with the chickens, Nite ALL.
MoonGoon: Where DID that escargot?
Rotonoto: nite y'all
||||||||| Freedumb Fire rushes off, saying "12:21 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
cease: margot is such a kidder
Rotonoto: Roto stay for few more minutes
cease: who nose, bergman may show up
cease: mayor penis nose hisself
MoonGoon: That's true... he's in the last time zone known to man...
Rotonoto: well, now I have met 2 out of 4 (5?)
AdolfTree: Thanks cease! Email whinging your way as we speak!
ah,clem: night all, and please join us for FNL tomorrow, (irc.equnet.org #skybirdradio)
Rotonoto: ahh well, at least I have Proc and Berg in stereo hi-fi vinyl
AdolfTree: Gosh...all the way over there? That's 400 years.
Rotonoto: nnite clem
Rotonoto: will try to get on there...
cease: thanks, ah
ah,clem: k
AdolfTree: Later ah!
ah,clem: bye
MoonGoon: the electromagnetic spectrum knows no bounds and gags
AdolfTree: Okay, NOW I'm off for real. Last reel, all ashore that's coming ashore! G'night!
Merlyn: bye
||||||||| AdolfTree rushes off, saying "12:25 AM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
MoonGoon: yep, i guess it's time to turn out the ol' loonie light...
Rotonoto: and he's into the hole and up the golden staircase...
MoonGoon: (no offence to our canadian fiends)
Rotonoto: I smell fresh air- an breakfast!
cease: ok, we all leave now
cease: it was worth it.
MoonGoon: 1--
cease: isnt it always?
Rotonoto: okey dokey- mytall...
MoonGoon: 2--
Rotonoto: t'anks, cat- enjoying the all night images from your discs...
MoonGoon: 3! Last one out is a blinkered bozo!
||||||||| MoonGoon runs out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's MoonGoon?! It's 12:27 AM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
Rotonoto: no- you hang up first!
Rotonoto: , you!
Rotonoto: no, you!
Rotonoto: get your hands off me, I'm a newsman, I gotta find out- Reeeebussssss...
||||||||| "Hey Rotonoto!" ... Rotonoto turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 12:28 AM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Merlyn: bye
||||||||| Around 12:29 AM, Merlyn walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| It's 12:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ah,clem - dead from measles
 ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Rotonoto: no- you hang up first!
||||||||| "12:30 AM? I'm late!" exclaims Rotonoto, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden.
Merlyn: whoopsy, more reaper bugs.....
||||||||| Merlyn departs at 12:33 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| MoonGoon - dead from jaundice
 ||||||||| cease - dead from The Plague
 ||||||||| AdolfTree - dead from dengue fever
 ||||||||| 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:

ossman
ah,clem
AdolfTree
Bambi
c ease
C. Simril
cease
Dave
Dexter Fong
Dr. Headphones
Elayne
Freedumb Fire
G'dammit Yückamoto
GWBMD Yamamoto
Ham and Yämamøto
Jet-Li Yämamøto
kraftwerkOrange-doggie
llanwydd
Merlyn testing
Merlyn
MoonGoon
Mudhead
Nemo Chiquen
Rotonoto
Spikelayne
test bozo to be reaped
W.M.D. Yämamøto
 URL References:
http://www.agitproperties.com/
www.allmusic.com
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/test.html
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/xmradio
www.kraftwerk.com
www.skybirdradio.org
http://www.stevewhite.org/log/current/index.htm